Rose Queen

**Application Summary**: *[Client]* wants to be transformed into a thorny rose-nymph for her boyfriend as a Valentine’s gift.

**Season**: Winter

**Difficulty**: 1

**Crystals**: Corruption 1, Fantasticalization 1

**Walk-In**: *[Client]* is a woman in her mid thirties wearing a crimson dress. She stands at six feet two inches tall, and that’s not counting the additional height her heels provide. “Hi!” she greets cheerfully. “So, Valentine’s Day is around the corner and I thought of a fun little gift for my boyfriend. I noticed him looking at the illustration for the Queen of Thorns enemy in a video game he plays and I could tell he was totally into her. Roses everywhere--rose dress, roses for hair, green skin… but also with some wicked thorns all over her body so that you have to be real, real careful when you get close to her. What if you turn me into someone like her? Beautiful, seductive, but also very thorny? Don’t worry, I’ve already stocked up on stick-on bandages, and the thorns won’t be all that sharp or deep, just enough to really keep him on his toes when he’s making out with me, and maybe leave a scratch or two…”

**Entering Chamber**: “Oh, I’d better take this dress off first, shouldn’t I?” *[Client]* realizes. “This one’s too expensive to tear… though I have some others at home I’d be willing to rip to shreds with my thorns!”

**Leaving Chamber**: You smell roses just as soon as the chamber doors open up, a stirring, seductive aroma that leaves you wanting to lean in closer.

**Superb**: “Oh my goddesses, this is amazing!” *[Client]* giggles excitedly as she leaps over to the wall mirror. Her skin is green and stem-like, and though it is largely smooth and healthy-looking, pinkish-red hooked thorns line her arms, legs, chest, and thighs . Flowers--dark red red roses to be precise--wrap around her torso and upper legs like a dress, layers of wrinkled and folded petals blossoming out in a skirt. Similarly, her hair is made out of a bouquet of roses, these of lighter orange, peach, and yellow shades. She carries a whip at her side made from a particularly thorny vine, and her six-inch heels are black and smokey like ash. As much as her large, sensual breasts and inviting demeanor look, no doubt you’d accumulate several dozen scratches and puncture wounds from taking up her offer at being intimate. You suggest *[Client]* try retracting her thorns, a little bonus feature you figured might be handy. “Oh, I can do that?” She takes a deep breath and concentrates for a moment, the thorns all submerging into her skin for the sake of practicality until she can make it into the bedroom. “Holy shit, that’s gonna be so useful! You’re the greatest! Ooooh, my boyfriend’s going to go nuts for this,” *[Client]* squeals giddily as she pays, leaving you with a generous tip. “I’m so gonna make him bleed! But… in a good, non-dangerous, and consensual way, don’t you worry! We’ll have to think up a good safe word… hmmm… how about, “More, Rose Queen, more!”

**Good**: “Oh, wow!” *[Client]* giggles excitedly as she leaps over to the wall mirror. Her skin is green and stem-like, and though it is largely smooth and healthy-looking, a few dozen pinkish-red hooked thorns stick out of her arms, legs, chest, and thighs. Flowers--red red roses to be precise--wrap around her torso and upper legs like a short dress, layers of wrinkled and folded petals blossoming out in a skirt. Similarly, her hair is made out of a bouquet of roses, these of lighter orange shade. She carries a whip at her side made from a particularly thorny vine. As much as her sensual breasts and inviting demeanor look, no doubt you’d accumulate at least one scratches and a couple more puncture wounds from taking up her offer at being intimate. You suggest *[Client]* try retracting her thorns, a little bonus feature you figured might be handy. “Oh, I can do that?” She takes a deep breath and concentrates for a moment, and though it takes nearly a full minute, nearly all of her thorns submerge completely into her skin for the sake of practicality until she can make it into the bedroom. “Oh, that’s nifty! It should keep me from accidentally snagging on too many things over the next three days, though I’ll have to watch out for the few thorns that are still poking out a bit. Oooh, my boyfriend’s going to enjoy this,” *[Client]* says happily as she pays. She accidentally snags her purse and wallet a few times on one of her few exposed thorns, but luckily they are not difficult to pull off. “Oh, um… I should probably walk home, come to think of it. I can just imagine someone’s clothes getting ripped off as they try to walk past me on the bus… which I admit *would* be pretty hot if it weren’t happening to some random stranger… No, stop it, *[Client]*, you’re not going to do that! Even if it would be in character… ensnaring random passengers in my wicked thorns, pulling them in…”

**Disappointing**: “Huh. I’m not entirely sure what I was expecting, but this is… something.” *[Client]* rubs at her forearms where a few flesh-colored thorns grow out of her skin with a material similar to her fingernails, though with a bit of a pinkish tint. Her skin is slightly greener here and there, particularly around her face and hands, but the distribution is a bit strange and the “rose nymph” intent really isn’t that obvious. A few roses grow through her hair, tangling up in her flowing brunette locks in a way that looks a little uncomfortable, based on how she keeps scratching at her scalp uncomfortably. “It’s… not at all how I envisioned it. But it’ll still be fun! Okay, lemme pull out my credit card here and--OW!” *[Client]* yelps, lifting up her hand to see a shallow scratch across her wrist left by one of her own thorns. She laughs dryly at the irony. “Um, sorry… you wouldn’t mind bumping that price down a little bit, would you? This’ll work, but it isn’t exactly up to specifications…”

**Rejection**: It seems you’ve put a bit too much “rose” and not enough “nymph” into this transformation. The tangled, writhing mass of thorny, rose-covered vines is interesting, but not quite what you’d consider as “sexy”, and certainly not “lewd Valentine’s Day gift” level by a long shot. For example, you’re sure *[Client]*’s boyfriend would prefer her to still have a face.