Thread: Shapeless Heart [Jeufufns and Sigr]

Thiya still didn't quite know what to think, but this thing seemed curious more than anything. Still, she didn't trust it. Why was it here? Why was her mother so keen on keeping it? Why did it want an identity so badly? Was it even part of the higher races or an animal looking to be like them? Like an adoring pet? Her mother had taught her language, rudimentary language at least, so that spoke for the former. She just felt uncomfortable being prodded like this. Still it was a little fascinating to see this creature change like this. She didn't want to admit it, but she would be forced to do so soon enough. Emaline looked proud of Savia as she changed more and more of her body to resemble Thiya. Soon, the skin fit, the hair was different, the muscles were starting to be defined in her jaw. It was fun to watch. And as the slime took a step back, a look of shock entered Thiya face. She gently reached forward, stroking gently along Savia's cheek to feel the warmth and texture. Furthermore, she reached to the back of her head, gently running her hand through the dark hair that perfectly resembled her own. Even the slight curl was perfectly copied. I...I can't believe this... she whispered, a smile appearing on her face. It grew as she touched the eyebrowd above, gently prodded her chin or traced her jawline with her finger. It's perfect...absolutely perfect! She exclaimed, seemingly very excited. It was amazing to see yourself in such detail, having only seen herself in reflections. Not even the bronze mirrors that the higher families sometimes carried were this accurate. Seeing her daughter prod at Savia in awe, she got an idea. Maybe her daughter would be a little better at helping the girl if she got invested into it. Maybe if she gave the slime something to work with, Thiya would be excited enough to loosen up. At least she hoped so. She wanted the two to be comfortable with each other's company. Very good. She said gently stroking through Savia's hair twice, the only way she knew how to communicate a job well-done to the girl. Now, the hands. She said, gently grasping Thiya's left hand with her own and lifting it up. Fingers, she said, drawing her finger along Thiya's. Joints she said, touching all the joints in the finger she was currently on. Wrist, she continued, drawing her finger down to the wrist where she made sure to highlight the vein. Arm, she finished, drawing her finger up Thiya's arm, only stoppint to mention the elbow and shoulder. Constructing the arm wouldn't be as easy as she put it though. There was a lot more visible muscle action going on, not to mention joints and fingerprints. A challenge, but if Emaline had learned anything about the slime, it was that she was eager and willing to learn, no matter how hard the lesson. Now, change. She said, gently letting go of the arm. Thiya herslef lifted her hand up to Savia, allowing her to grasp it. It felt nice and above all reassuring. What better way to know if you're attractive than being attracted to your own copy? Her age made her think about those things a little more, not to mention she had a girlfriend and seeing herself like this put a positive spin to nearly all of those thoughts