Thread: Under the Shadow of the [ e c l i p s e ]

Aneolis ??Aren??t you just thrilled to be my new test subject????? A heavy white mist dances along the siren??s room in a rhythmic pattern as her slender fingers plucked at golden strings. She hummed a soft tune as she crossed the room holding the heart shaped instrument close to her bosoms. Bright blue eyes widened as the siren??s shadow cast upon him, terrified frame curling up into a tight ball. She chuckled to herself as she looked down at the pathetic human man before her. ??Come now?why is it so hard for you to let go? All of my other dollies are content with their new lifestyles. Why can??t you?? she questioned as she continued to pluck at the golden strings. Each note she struck ripped through the mist in her room sending jolt like shocks into her statuesque dolls that were loitered around her room. There was one at each corner of her room, two guarding the inside of her door, two guarding the outside of her door, two lying in her bed, and another two sitting on her windowsill looking out at the dark skies. Each and every last one of them had blonde hair, bright silver eyes, and pale skin, rosy cheeks and lips, like porcelain dolls. They were dressed in loose white silken fabrics that fell from their slender bodies, accenting the angelic air she was trying to give to them. Anyone who knew even a little about her knew she was in a good mood at the moment. She had finally found the perfect candidate for her new experiment. ??Please?I..I have a wife and children?? She smiled as she took a couple of steps back as the two dolls that were upon her bed grabbed the man from the floor throwing him onto the bed. One held his wrist above his head, and the other held his ankles together. She hummed softly continuing her slow pace backwards to her large mirror and shelf decorated with an assortment of potions and perfumes. ??Really?? I??ve lured men with heavier burdens than yours love. Many of them had the survival of a country resting upon their shoulders?? she said with a soft sinister laugh. ??So, sorry but I can??t let you go?? she said as she placed the harp down on the shelf knocking a few vials over. She sauntered over to the struggling male upon her bed, with a clear vial of red liquid inside of it. ??Now, this will be a less painful transformation if you just lie there and accept this potion??s effect?? she informed the human as she crawled onto the bed beside him, then climbed onto his lap. Grabbing at his face, her fingertips pressed into his cheeks forcing his mouth to open. She took out the small cork with her teeth, spitting it off to the side as she poured the liquid into his mouth. He began to shake fiercely beneath her and her servants?? hold as the liquid seemed to seer his flesh on the way down his throat. She quickly released his jaw, holding his mouth shut so he couldn??t spit any out. His skin was pale now unlike the lively tan he was a few moments ago? His eyes turned into a mesmerizing green, his hair growing just a few inches longer to the length of Malak??s. There wasn??t much transformation other than that as he was already the perfect height, and perfect build for what she wanted. He was almost a complete copy of the dark warlock. ??Mmm?now all I have to do is work on your mind and you??ll be complete?? she said with a wide grin gazing down at her Malak dollie look a like. She then looked up, gazing at the wide mirror above the headboard of her large bed. There were mirrors all over her room. There was one at the door, one at her massive shelf of potions and whatnot, and even one above her bed installed into the ceiling so while she was having sex she could always see herself. She even had built into the door on the outside so while she walked down the hall she could look back and see herself. ??Aren??t I just heart stopping?? she asks aloud. And in unison her dolls answered with a droll like ??yes?? .