<div class="floatleft"> (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/47/f4/5c/47f45c20b799dca62f91e812d7299844.jpg)</div><strong>Emile Dante</strong><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>As pictured<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open & Saku<br/><hr/><br/>He stretched as she mentioned the hotel, and one moment he was Emile and the next he was.. a she. Well mostly. Dark skin, dark hair, horns, and a tail. Except one very evident part, still at full mast like it had been all damn week. Even as he settled into this form, he felt others pulling him ..er her back and forth.<br/><br/>“No,.. the tattoo appeared when that woman.. the one in pink, came up to the table to give me the note from my doctor.” She said as she felt all the all the desires around her.  Tall, short, buxom, lithe, blond, red haired or dark haired. Saku’s hand in hers kept her from shifting this way or that, she apparently liked her this way..<br/><br/>“So pheromones. You like this form as much as my guy one, I can feel that.”  He.. she .. blinked as Saku all but pulled her throw the doors of the hotel and the only thing he could think of, aside from her perfume/pheromones was she really wanted to over this raging hard on. A simple phrase came to mind, and it slipped out of her mouth unbidden. Her jacket shifted from a waist length to ankle length and darkened to black leather, but the rest of his outfit shifted to mostly fishnets, heels, a very brief skirt and almost big enough bra to hold his new cleavage.<br/><br/>“Opps...”  She said as she let Saku take charge of things while she focused on not erupting all over this new outfit of hers. “I think we should get that room quickly before the next shoe drops.”<br/><br/>