She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)
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				Title: <strong>She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>21-08-2013, 22:52:50</strong>
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				Violet stared nervously at the computer screen in front of her, struggling to think of the right words to put in the e-mail. She started several times before erasing everything in frustration, again and again. It was late at night, and her face was lit by the illumination of the screen in front of her. Her expression held nervousness and excitement. She was writing a message to a guy she had recently encountered in a chat room - she knew him only as "Zeus." They had hit it off, and had moved from public chat to a brief private exchange of contact info. She had told him that she would send the first message, and that had seemed fine with him, but now she was wondering if she had made a mistake. There was so much pressure! So much to say! <br><br>Finally, Violet forced herself to power through an opening e-mail. She read it through once to check for errors, then sent it off before she had a chance to have second thoughts about everything:<br><br><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">Zeus,<br><br>Hi, remember me? :-) I hope so, since it has only been a couple of days since we talked. I'm Violet, remember?<br><br>Anyway, I said I was going to send you an e-mail, so here it is! I had a really fun time chatting with you, and I'd love a chance to get to know you better, so I suppose it's only fair that I start off with a bit about me, right?<br><br>I might as well begin by admitting that writing has never been my strong suit! I had (or still have, maybe?) dyslexia, and even though it doesn't bother me any more (or at least not nearly as much as it did when I was younger) I still think it hurts my word-skills a bit, and I'm always worried about making mistakes. The best cure, of course, is actually WRITING, so I guess that means you're like a doctor for me now or something? :-P So thanks! <br><br>I'm not going to tell you my whole life story up front, but I'm a college student somewhere in the U.S. (oooo mysterious!) and I'm studying to become a school teacher. I'm pretty introverted and I live away from home, so I spend most of my time by myself, but that works for me. I have plenty of schoolwork to keep me busy and I like to go for walks, do some amateur art, and watch movies. Exciting, right? <br><br>Sorry if this message is too long or too short or whatever. I'm already getting nervous about it so I'm just going to bring it to an end here and send it off before I chicken out.<br><br>Hope to hear back from you soon!<br><br>-Violet<br><br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>23-08-2013, 16:30:16</strong>
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				Zeus had been scanning the internet, looking at the news about the next generation of video game systems that were coming out. He was excited and motivated by the new releases that were on their way. For him, it meant whole new worlds to explore which usually resulted in pulling him away from the computer for a while. However, he had made a point to stay somewhat connected to the internet world so that he could keep in contact with Violet, a girl that he had met in a public chat. Zeus sighed slightly at the thought of her because he hadn't heard from he since, even though they had exchanged email addresses, luckily for him, his MacBook Pro alerted him to a new email...from Violet.<br><br>Zeus shifted around in his seat from excitement and he clicked open the message and read it over several times, it was obvious that she was nervous and he couldn't help but feel some nervousness within himself. However, he began to reply:<br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><br>Violet,<br><br>How could I forget? Seems like it's been forever since we talked but I'm glad that you found time to email me back. Thanks for the info about your self. It was an interesting, yet short, glimpse into your life and I would be more than happy to play doctor for you. O:) <br><br>I, too, am in college and I actually want to be a college professor. (I don't think I could deal with snotty nosed kids&nbsp; or hormone imbalanced teenagers for a living, lol) I wouldn't exactly call myself an introvert although I do spend a fair share of my time alone. (The other part of my time is spent drinking, which I consider a social activity so it's fair to say that I am somewhat social)<br><br>I would absolutely love to see some art from you, if you don't mind sharing.. maybe some self portraits. I, too, enjoy movies and walks however, I also am a Gamer and I spend the majority of my time caressing my Xbox controller. The good thing about that is that it'll keep me at home and close to a computer so that I can email you often!<br><br>Hopefully, this hasn't been too boring and you still want to converse with me after you read it. Hope to hear from you soon.<br>-Zeus<br></span></span><br><br>He looked the message over a few times, not really pleased with what he wrote but not knowing how to change it. A grimace slid upon his face as he clicked the send button.
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>24-08-2013, 00:37:33</strong>
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				Violet had soon realized how silly it was to sit in front of the computer waiting for a response to her e-mail, and had gone for a late-night walk to occupy her mind, enjoying the fresh air outside and the clean smell of a recent rainstorm. She knew that most women would be nervous walking by themselves around a city late at night, but Violet wasn't like other girls, and was mostly carefree. <br><br>She forced herself not to check her smartphone for e-mail alerts even once during her entire walk, and by the time she returned to the small apartment she had to herself she was a bit chilly, a little sweaty, and much more relaxed than she had been before.<br><br>She checked her phone, and broke into a wide smile when she saw that she had an e-mail message from Zeus waiting for her. She practically ran to her computer, still wearing her sweater, and planted her butt in the chair, reading his response with her smile growing larger by the moment, and settling in to type an immediate reply. <br><br><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">Zeus,<br><br>So happy to hear from you again, and I'm glad you haven't forgotten me, hah-hah. :-P And I'm also glad you're willing to act as my doctor, since I have a whole BUNCH of problems! (just kidding, probably)<br><br>Being a college professor is a good goal. I thought about it myself, but I've always gotten along well with kids, so I'll probably end up teaching children in some way, snotty noses and all! And regarding drinking, that does seem to be a popular college activity, doesn't it? Haha - I personally don't drink too often because of a, well...let's just say "medical condition" for now? Shhhh....it's a secret!<br><br>If you're really interested in my art, I'd love to share some with you. I don't do self-portraits, really, but I'll try to pick a favorite piece to share with you the next time I write, okay?<br><br>Video games are great! I've been trying to find some good new games myself (it can be tough, since I'm not that into all the shoot-y kill-y games) so I'd be happy to hear some recommendations! And since you'll be near the computer, I shouldn't have to wait to long, right? ;-)<br><br>Do you have a girlfriend? Sorry if that was too fast or blunt or whatever, but I thought it was better to just go ahead and ask rather than delay. I'm single, myself. I'm not asking to date you right now or anything, just thought it would be, you know, nice to clarify everything up front? And on that same point: what do you look like?<br><br>Sincerely, <br><br>-Violet</span><br><br>By the time she had sent off the e-mail, it was quite late. Violet stretched and yawned, then took a quick shower before going to bed, drifting off into sleep feeling slightly abuzz with excitement. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>27-08-2013, 20:54:09</strong>
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				The man behind the computer, known as Zeus, decided that waiting by the computer would be slow torture so instead he made his way to the shower, cutting the water to a nearly uncomfortably hot temperature before disrobing and sliding into the water. A groan, deep and guttural, escaped his lips as the water bounced off of his skin. It took him a moment to realize that his hear had been beating relatively fast considering the only think close to exercise that he was getting was his fingers dancing over keys. Still, something had drawn his heart rate into an elevated position.<br><br>The shower passed without any unforeseen events. He was clean and once he handled his oral hygiene requirements, he was back seated in front of his computer with an excited smile on his face. He had yet another email waiting for him in his inbox. He quickly made a folder for the conversations between him and Violet before opening her email and reading it and then reading it again before he started to respond.<br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 9pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br>Hey again,<br><br>Thanks for the speedy response. I'm glad you found it interesting enough to respond.&nbsp; I'm also glad that we have something in common with the whole going into education thing. Education is they key! I'm sort of interested in what your "Medical Condition" is although I won't push it if its personal.. I do love secrets though, I even have one or two of my own.<br><br>As far as recommendations for video games that aren't shoot-y, kill-y (good words by the way) I don't really have many for you. (Sorry for the disappointment.) Unless you're into the hack and slash kill-y games then I'm sure I could help you. The only ones I do know are The Sims, Tropico and Zoo Tycoon. (Don't tell anyone I play Zoo Tycoon or I'll lose cool points.)<br><br>I do not have a girlfriend, haven't had one in about a year so you have all of my attention.&nbsp; ;) And for clarity purposes, do you have a boyfriend? And uh, let's just say I have a perfect tan. I'm dont want to talk about me though, lets talk about you hm? What do you look like? <br><br>Zeus.<br><br>P.S. Don't forget the art you owe me.<br><br></span></span><br><br>Zeus got up from his computer and plopped down into his bed and opened Tumblr on his cellphone, scrolling through it while he waited for an email from Violet. Unfortunately, he fell into slumber before he received one that night.
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>28-08-2013, 02:55:24</strong>
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				Violet woke up on Sunday morning, gratified to be able to sleep in until the sun's rays brought her to natural wakefulness. Weekdays at school were always tough for her, since she had early classes but was naturally a late-riser. She often went through her earliest classes in a daze, struggling to think of anything but going back to bed.<br><br>Today, though, she was well-rested and actually excited to get up! She got up and made herself some green tea, then settled down in her computer chair, holding the steaming cup up to her nose and breathing in the pleasant aroma. She opened her e-mail at last and felt a tingle of excitement as she saw a message from Zeus awaiting her. <br><br>She read through his e-mail, frowning and slightly troubled when he asked about her condition. Of course, she had basically invited his question by mentioning it. Well, she didn't want him to be able to accuse her later on (if there was any sort of "later on" between the two of them) of hiding something so important about her. But...but she also wasn't ready to reveal everything just yet. He would think she was crazy, or at least lying!<br><br>She thought a long time about her response before finally finding words that satisfied her, then typed and sent off her response.<br><br><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">Zeus,<br><br>Thanks for the video game recommendations! I hadn't actually heard of Zoo Tycoon, so I'm going to see about picking that one up. It seems like fun, and I love animals! I wish we had a decent zoo anywhere near where I live now (and there you go, there's another clue to my real location, if you like! ;-) ).<br><br>I'm happy you're single. I won't deny it! :-P And I don't have a boyfriend. I've actually never had one - oh god, how embarrassing! But it's not like I'm some total ugly loser or anything. I've been asked out a few times, I've just been...careful. Is that so wrong!? I don't think it is, haha.<br><br>Not interested in talking about what YOU look like huh? Okay, fair enough, I won't push it. In fact, I kind of like the way you turned it back on me and told me exactly what YOU wanted ;-) . <br><br>ANYWAYS, I'm short, a little curvy but mostly skinny, I have blue eyes and really short hair. My hair is currently purple, but I change it a LOT. If you want me to get any more specific than this, you're going to have to ask! :-P <br><br>Finally, regarding my "condition," well...I don't think it's a good idea to get into that just yet! You don't need to worry, though, it's not like a disease or anything. It's not contagious or life-threatening, but, honestly...if I told you what it was there's no way you'd believe me. I'd really have to SHOW you to prove it...<br><br>Oh right, I owe you art! Okay, I'll attach one of my favorite pieces of digital art that I've done. It's a little racy though, so don't open it at work or anything (oh by the way do you have a job?)! I would have sent something tamer, but 1) this one is really my favorite and some of my best work and 2) My art does tend to focus on adult themes, I guess. <br><br>Hope you like the picture, and I can't wait to hear from you again! I'm going to go run some errands now, but I'll be back in a couple of hours and I'll reply right away if I can.<br><br>XOXO <br><br>-Violet<br><br></span><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Attached Image</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/QD7p6xYl.jpg)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>28-08-2013, 04:44:24</strong>
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				Zeus' sleep came quickly but it was rather uneasy. He hadn't been feeling well as of recent and his sleep reflected that. Eventually, the sun came up and Zeus made his way on out of the bed and checked his email. Unfortunately, there was no new email for him in his inbox. In an attempt to waste some time, he made his way to the kitchen and began making him some breakfast. While the pan heated up, he prepared his french toast and turned on some music to sort of clear his mind. <br><br>Zeus got lost in his breakfast for a while so he initially missed the email notification on his phone that alerted him to the message that Violet sent him. When he finally got back to his computer, the email had been in his inbox for an hour. His heart rate jumped a little bit as he rushed into his seat and read over the email, twice as always, before he looked at the picture. "Damn.." he whispered as he opened up a new email.<br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br>Good Afternoon Violet,<br><br>Hope you slept well last night! I have to admit, your no zoo hint was pretty...vague but I guess it's alright for now, no rush. I think that it's interesting that you've never had a boyfriend, makes me wonder if you really know what you like in a guy but then again, maybe that'll be good for me, I can set the bar.<br><br>As far as your brief description goes, it all sounds very visually appealing (I don't really know how to say what I'm trying to say without sounding like a creep lol) I'm kinda interested in your hair, how often do you change it? I know that can't be good for your hair.<br><br>Again, I don't wanna push too far but I would love to hear more about this condition of yours, especially if it's something you're going to show me. Give me a hint or something.<br><br>Zeus<br><br>PS: I LOVE the art, it's perfectly okay that it's mostly adult theme because we're both adults. ^-^ Feel free to share more with me if you like.<br><br></span></span>
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				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>28-08-2013, 05:16:11</strong>
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				Once Violet was done with her errands - picking up a few supplies she needed for school as well as some quick grocery shopping - she hurried home, barely able to summon enough patience to put her groceries away before scampering back to her room to check for a message from Zeus. The whole time she had been away from the computer, she had been trying to think how he would react to what she had said, and what she would say in response when he asked further questions. She had never revealed her secret to anyone before. No one outside of her immediate family had any idea. But she liked Zeus, and she was tired of living such a lonely life. She wanted to trust him...<br><br>She made up her mind after reading through his message, then got to work on her response, typing with determination.<br><br><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">Afternoon, Zeus!<br><br>Good point about me maybe not really knowing what I want in a guy. I think you might be right about that. I've always thought that a boyfriend would be just like...a best friend, but even better than that, you know? And of course with a boyfriend I have certain other things that I would want...but we can get into that later, maybe, haha.<br><br>Don't worry about sounding like a creep talking about me! If you say something that offends me I'll let you know, but trust me - I'm not easy to offend. <br><br>Regarding my hair, I sometimes keep the same color for a month or two, but more often I'll change it week-to-week. Don't worry about me damaging my hair, though, I don't need to worry about that with how I do it. ;-) <br><br>Glad you liked my art! Yeah, the whole slavery theme is, um, a big interest for me. A lot of my art is along those same lines. I'll find another one to send you next time, maybe.<br><br>Okay, my condition...well, it's hard to explain. I've never really told anyone before, and I'm positive you're not going to believe me. So on the one hand I don't want to tell you because then you'll think I'm a crazy liar, but on the other hand I'm NOT a liar so I want to be honest about everything...<br><br>I'm just going to say it, okay? I'll just say it, and then we'll go from there. Just whatever you do, even if you think I'm making it up, don't just stop writing to me, okay? Give me a change to answer questions and explain and stuff.<br><br>My condition is...hooo boy, really nervous here....my condition is that I'm a shapeshifter. The easiest way to explain it is that I'm like Mystique from the X-men, who I'm hoping you're familiar with because that will make everything easier. I can completely change the way I look.<br><br>Alright buddy, the ball's in your court now! Take THAT!<br><br>-Violet<br></span><br><br>Violet sent the e-mail off before she could have second thoughts, then dropped her head onto the desk with a THUD. Her heart pounded in her chest. She was intensely anxious. She quickly got up and tried to use her energy to clean up her apartment a bit, but all the while she kept one nervous eye on the computer. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>04-09-2013, 02:06:41</strong>
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				Zeus decided that it would be best to get some work done so that he didn't pull his eyes out waiting on an email from Violet. Even as he pushed his lawn mower around the relatively large lawn, his mind wandered to what sort of ailment Violet could have and why it would cause him to judge her since it wasn't contagious or life-threatening. Maybe it was some sort of feminine issue that made sex painfully difficult or something. Zeus swallowed.. what if she was a man. His hand came up to wipe some sweat away from his face as he shook his head and finished up the yard, praying that she was a woman.<br><br>He made his way inside a few hours later and was pleasantly surprised by the new email he had received from Violet. His heart pounded as he sat in front of the screen and read the email. He scanned it quickly, until he got to the part that he was looking for. His face scrunched up in disbelief then relaxed into a smile, causing his fingers to dance across the keys, writing the first paragraph of his email then going back to re-read the rest of it so he could respond.<br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br>Violet, <br><br>You really shouldn't play with people like that. Lol. Listen, or read, whatever condition you have I'm sure it doesn't stop you from being a great girl. Fortunately, I don't think you're a crazy liar because anyone with a bit of a sense of humor can clearly see that you were just making that up even though it would explain why you change your hair so much. I'm going to go ahead and guess that you wear wigs for one reason or another. Cancer maybe? Really, that won't deter me.<br><br>Anyway, to the other points in your email, I think your boyfriend would be like a best friend in a sense. Someone to talk and vent to, you can do a bunch of things together, go on trips and stuff. Then there is the unfriendly (or over friendly) side of it that is always a bunch of fun. I would love to write more stuff but, I've been outside cutting grass (and working on my tan) so I'm pretty sweaty. I'll be going to take a shower now, hopefully when I get back I'll have another email, more art, and a clear explanation of what this condition is. <br><br>Zeus<br><br>PS. My name is Zeus for a reason, do you really think it's wise to keep the King of the Gods waiting? ;)<br></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>05-09-2013, 04:20:06</strong>
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				Violet's cleaning was (nicely) interrupted by a chime from her computer that told her another e-mail had arrived. She immediately planted herself back in front of the monitor, unable to wait another moment to find out what her mysterious pen-pal thought about her "condition." <br><br>As she had expected, he didn't believe her. How could he? Wouldn't she think HE was crazy or lying if he just went along with what she said? <br><br>Beyond his rejection of her explanation, though, Violet liked what she saw in the message. He let her know that she could tell him the "truth," even if it was something as serious as cancer. That was a relief. Her condition was definitely a big deal, but it certainly wasn't anything as dire as a life-threatening illness. She just had to find a way to get him to believe her...<br><br>As she reached the end of his message, when he talked about working on his tan outside and getting sweaty, Violet found herself smiling as she tried to imagine what he looked like. In a way, though, the fact that she didn't know more about his appearance was only making him more alluring. She had always been attracted to mysteries. <br><br>It was the p.s., though, that really sent a thrill down Violet's spine. Her mouth actually dropped open when she read it, his playful demand that she comply with his request quickly making her squirm - and encouraging her to do just that. She started typing immediately, only pausing for a few minutes to find a suitable piece of her artwork to attach. <br><br><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">Dear Zeus, Mighty King of the Gods ;-P , <br><br>I knew you wouldn't believe me! And I don't blame you, obviously. But I'm not playing with you! It's important to me that you understand that I'm not lying about this...and it's actually a pretty big deal for me to have told you the truth, since no one outside my family actually knows.<br><br>I don't have cancer, or any other thing that I'm trying to cover up. I can't explain HOW I can do what I do or WHY or anything else like that - it's not like there are medical text books on the subject or anything! - but I AM A SHAPESHIFTER. I can change my appearance however I want, just by thinking of it. To live a normal life I mostly just look the same way every day, except for changing my hair and stuff, but I can change anything and everything about my body, I can copy someone else's appearance, I can shrink or grow or even change shape. <br><br>I don't even know my own limits, really, since I've always felt weird about using my ability. It was pretty much discouraged by my parents, and now doing it brings up a lot of weird feelings of guilt (sort of like masturbating for someone who grew up religious, I guess). <br><br>But ANYWAYS! Of course you won't believe me if I just tell you, and pictures won't do anything, so...I guess I'll have to show you. I have a webcam, and I'll go on it to prove that what I'm saying is true. We can video chat, or if you want you don't have to be on camera too. <br><br>If you're not interested, of course, that's fine. But I'd like the chance to prove myself. Just let me know, one way or the other. <br><br>I'm attaching another piece of art, as instructed. If you keep demanding more I'm going to quickly run out of stuff that isn't embarrassing to share! <br><br>Hope to hear from you again soon, Zeus.<br><br>-Violet</span><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Attached Image</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/aw3JIqtl.jpg)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>07-09-2013, 19:38:08</strong>
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				Once he had finished his email he jumped up and headed toward the shower. It was crazy hot outside so Zeus welcomed the relief that the water brought. As much as he tried to ignore it, he was thinking about Violet and this 'condition' that she had. While he washed, a thought crossed his mind, she didn't have a condition! He couldn't help but laugh as this revelation came to him. Here he was thinking that it was some serious problem when she had simply been pulling his leg the whole time. <br><br>Zeus cut the shower off and began to dry himself off then wrapped the towel around his waist, still amused by falling for Violets antics. He decided, as he headed back into his room, that he was going to email her again even if hadn't emailed him back yet, to tell her that he had it figured out. When he got back to his computer, he was pleasantly surprised to see another email. His pink tongue darted across his lips as he read Violets email, laughing as he did so.<br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><br>Mystique,<br><br>Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. I thought you would have given this up by now. Honestly, (and I'm laughing as I type this) I really thought something was wrong with you. That was good though, I appreciate the comedy. I will more than happily accept your invitation to a web-chat so that you can prove your shapeshifting ability but seriously, if you wanted to see my face, I'm sorry to say that won't be possible. Unfortunately, my webcam fell into a bowl of milk a few weeks ago and I hadn't had any time (or real need) to replace it. I can plug mine up though so it'll still bring the chat box up.<br><br>On another note, I'm loving the art that you've sent me so far. I think it would be nice if you sent me a piece of art in every email until we actually get a chance to video chat and you can prove this 'condition'<br><br>I look forward to setting up a date with you.<br><br>King of the Gods<br><br></span></span>
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				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>10-09-2013, 04:06:34</strong>
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				After sending off her message, Violet tried in vain to resume her cleaning, but she was far too nervous for that. Then she attempted to work on some school work with identical, fruitless results. Was she really doing this? Was she really proposing to reveal her true nature to some guy online? Some guy she barely knew? <br><br>She had been so careful, and so secretive, for all these years...but she couldn't take it anymore. This excitement she felt, at finally being OPEN with someone, was exhilarating. And, at the same time, she found herself drawn to Zeus, and his commanding words. She was, she had to admit, getting turned on by the idea of doing what he said, to prove herself to him. She didn't quite understand why she was feeling the way she was...but she knew she liked it.<br><br>Mercifully, Zeus's next message didn't take long to arrive. She smiled broadly when he addressed her as "Mystique," and then read on as he continued to insist that she was joking. She hadn't expected anything else. She needed to SHOW him, that much was perfectly clear now. <br><br>His message also included another instruction - one that thrilled her deep down to obey - to include more art with her e-mail. She hadn't been wrong about running out of pieces that weren't embarrassing to share, but she was ready to obey nonetheless. The piece she attached was more graphic than either of the two previously, but, she also knew, it was perfect. <br><br>Once she had the piece of art ready to go, Violet sat down, with her heart beating rapidly, and began to compose her message.<br><br><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">King of the Gods,<br><br>I knew you wouldn't believe me - but I'm glad you're not done talking with me. So it's a deal, then! I'll go on my webcam and PROVE to you that I'm telling the truth. But...but you've got to promise not to freak out, okay? I know you think I'm kidding, but at least entertain the idea that I might NOT be ahead of time, to try and prepare yourself, alright? I mean, I know it's probably to prepare for something like this, but...<br><br>I'll be honest. If I show you this, it will be a really big deal for me. And if it leads to you freaking out and not wanting to talk to me anymore, well...well that's going to hurt a LOT. So if you don't think you can promise not to do that, well...maybe we shouldn't move forward with this. Please let me know.<br><br>If we're still on, then we need to pick a date! How is your school schedule? Monday I have a late class so that's probably not the best, but I can do Tuesday or Wednesday night this week. Or, if you prefer, my weekends are usually open. You pick! <br><br>I'm glad you've enjoyed the art I've sent, and if you want me to send more every time then I'll do that. But don't say I didn't warn you - everything from here on is going to be explicit and embarrassing for me to share!<br><br>Now I HAVE to get some homework done...but I'll be anxiously awaiting your next message, Zeus.<br><br>-Mystique</span><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Attached Image</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/Axji5nLl.jpg?1)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>10-09-2013, 14:31:39</strong>
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				After sending the message, he pushed back from the computer and looked around his room. It needed some serious cleaning but Zeus didn't feel like doing any cleaning at all. Instead, he removed the towel from around his waist and went to his drawer, pulled out some boxers and put them on. Next, he looked around until he found a pair of comfortable grey sweatpants and stepped into them then plopped down in front of his television to play Xbox. Zeus was laying across his bed playing his Xbox when the next message arrived. Surprisingly, he paused his game, and went back to his computer, opening and reading the message. He was a little confused, and slightly frustrated, that she was still playing this game. In the long run, it didn't matter because they would chat and it would be over.<br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><br>Violet,<br><br>Interesting choice in photo.&nbsp; ^-^<br><br>As far as this date is concerned, what are you doing now?<br><br>Zeus<br><br>P.S. Let's hope you can follow directions<br></span></span><br><br>His heart started to beat a little faster as he pushed the send button on his email. It was a short message but it held a lot of potential. Of course, she could be asleep which meant that he would be left waiting until tomorrow. Unfortunately, she had clearly written out that Monday was not a good day for her. As he hopped back onto his bed he hoped that Violet was still near the computer, so&nbsp; that they could move forward from this spot.
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>11-09-2013, 03:32:22</strong>
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				Violet had music on in the background while she worked on her homework, so didn't notice right away that she had received a new e-mail. When she took a break to go to the bathroom, though, her eyes noticed the alert on her phone and she almost squealed with excitement. She opened the message up at once, gasping in happy surprise at Zeus's forthrightness. <br><br>Right NOW she was supposed to be doing homework...but there was no way she could put off this opportunity. She ran back to her room, slammed her schoolbook closed and sat back on the computer. Her fingers flew and she had a silly, giddy smile on her face as she typed. She ALMOST clicked send without remembering his instructions about art - that little P.S. he had included had made it clear he wasn't joking! - and attached one of her boldest pieces, from one of her darkest fantasies, before crossing her fingers and sending off the e-mail. <br><br><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">Zeus,<br><br>I'm supposed to be doing homework now...but it's nothing urgent. I'd much rather prove to you that I'm telling the truth. <br><br>I'm turning my webcam on now. When you're ready, you can start a chat with me at the same name where we first started talking: ShrinkingViolet1. I'll be ready and waiting - and I hope you remember what I said about you not freaking out and cutting off communication, okay?&nbsp; :-\<br><br>I'm attaching another piece of art, as per your orders. :-P I hope it doesn't make you think that I'm some sort of freak...because that would be a bad sign considering what's ahead! <br><br>I'm nervous!<br><br>-Violet </span><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Attached Image</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/cw5Rsjyl.jpg)</div></div><br>After sending the message, Violet let out an "Eep!" of nervousness and ran to the full-length mirror in the corner of her room. With a combination of normal grooming and her natural ability, she got herself as presentable as she could manage. Though her condition meant she could appear as literally anyone on camera, she didn't want Zeus's first image of her to be anything other than her normal, regular self - though she didn't bother letting the purple of her hair fade to its natural light brown, and she kept the "makeup" that she would normally wear on her face while out in public or at school.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Violet</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/XIZmOoml.jpg)</div></div><br>Her little heart fluttering, Violet sat back at her computer, adjusted her webcam, and waited for a chat notification from Zeus. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>11-09-2013, 14:36:08</strong>
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				The time that passed caused Zeus to become anxious as he waited for her to respond to him. A part of him regretted sending the email as he was sure that he had ran Violet off because there was no way she would be able to fulfill his request. She seemed to like doing what he said, which was easy enough for him because it often resulted in him getting his way. However, there was a lot of responsibility on a persons hands when another person tended to follow your directions. Zeus had traveled into his own world contemplating these things when a small ding alerted him to another email. He read over it and took a moment to study the picture since the ball was in his court, he was in no rush.<br><br>A few moments later, he connected his broken webcam and opened up the chat client then typed in her user name. The computer rang a couple of times before she answered and the two computers attempted to establish a connection. That was the longest thirty seconds of Zeus' life but sure enough, simple looking Violet appeared on the screen. He smiled some and began to type to her since his microphone was nowhere to be found.<br><br><br><span style="font-family: anadale mono;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">I can't find my mic. :( Sorry.<br><br>It's nice to meet/see you for the first time. You're cute!</span></span> <br><br>He paused for a moment as he studied her and tried to fight his excitement. Zeus, a man of action, decided to get directly to the point.<br><br><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">So, show me what you got!</span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>12-09-2013, 03:09:10</strong>
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				Violet waited on the edge of her seat, preening and grooming herself as best she could in her webcam image. Finally, the chime sound announced that she had an incoming call. She took several deep breaths, not wanting to appear as anxious as she actually was when she answered, and then clicked to accept the call.<br><br>The chat was live. Violet's heart was pounding, and she smiled nervously into the camera. Immediately she had to close the webcam image on her end - it was just too distracting to have to constantly check to see how she was looking. Zeus could still see her, of course, but now she could just focus on acting natural, if such a thing were possible in this situation. <br><br>After a moment, an indicator appeared that he was typing. She waited, then read his message when it appeared. She made an exaggerated pout to the camera to show how sad she was that she wouldn't get to hear his voice, but his next message made her break out into a shy smile, her eyes dropping an her grin showing perfect white teeth (she had worn braces as a child, before she had been able to control her abilities enough to make such things unnecessary). <br><br>"Thanks," Violet said, feeling suddenly extremely bashful. She was naturally a very shy girl, for many reasons, and being watched like this, by someone she really barely knew, was strange and embarrassing - but also exciting. <br><br>"I'm sure you're cute too," Violet said with a smirk, her voice betraying a gentle Midwestern American accent, though it was just a hint. <br><br>Her eyes saw his next message, and they widened a bit in surprise. She stared into the camera for a moment like a deer caught in headlights. She had dreamed of this moment for so many years - of the chance to finally share her secret with someone. She was overwhelmed with a desire to prove that she wasn't lying to Zeus, but also found herself terribly afraid - and totally stumped! <br><br>Violet felt like she was on a quiz show, and she had just been asked a question she knew should be simple, but for some reason she couldn't find the answer. She fought down a slight blush - she never could manage to hide automatic physical reactions like that, even with her abilities - and looked pleadingly at the camera. <br><br>"Okay, um...I...I can't think of what to do!" she was feeling a bit of panic rising up inside her gut. She knew she sounded exactly like someone who had been lying about everything! She sat back in her chair, chewing nervously on her lip, and asked, "Got any ideas?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>13-09-2013, 20:56:13</strong>
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				Zeus smiled slightly from behind the black screen. Clearly, she was stumped, it was impossible to keep up a lie like this when he was looking dead into her face through the camera. Still, she was carrying her charade a little further. He adjusted himself in his seat slightly.<br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Really, Violet?<br><br>Did you forget that conversation about not angering the King of the Gods?<br></span></span><br><br>He laughed a bit at himself from behind the screen, thankful that she couldn't see him. It was easy to remain strong and mysterious from behind the veil of darkness. Zeus shifted again as he tried to ignore a stirring in his groin. Something about having the woman in front of him waiting for instructions seemed to be arousing him. Yet,he didn't want to send her away because of some sick request. Even though she had explicitly asked him what he wanted to see. <br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Let's start with something easy. Hm? I've always had a thing for red heads.</span></span><br><br>Zeus leaned back and smiled, wondering what sort of trick she would have up her sleeve for this one.
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>13-09-2013, 21:49:25</strong>
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				Violet's face betrayed her panic for just a moment as Zeus's message appeared on her screen, but she quickly mastered it when she remembered she was on camera. She stuck her tongue out at the camera, trying to put on a show of spunky defiance. Inside though, she was freaking out. This was her big moment, and she was blowing it! She felt her cheeks growing warmer by the moment. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Let's start with something easy. Hm? I've always had a thing for red heads.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>There. There was her order. She just had to do it! <br><br>Her heart was pounding. She was having flashbacks from school, from times she had been asked to read in front of the class and her dyslexia had made it a humiliating trial. <br><br>She closed her eyes. She took several deep, slow breaths. <br><br><em>You can do this, Violet. You HAVE to do this. </em><br><br>And then it happened. With intense concentration, she fought through her nervousness and could feel her hair beginning to tingle, a sign she knew indicated the change was happening. It was subtle at first, but once it started to happen she felt a rush of excitement, and it just got easier. She opened her eyes in excitement and clicked to open her camera view again, and watched in triumph as her hair shaded from purple to a vibrant and radiant red. <br><br>"Hah!" Violet said, raising her arms over her head and smiling broadly. "See?! See?! I told you!" she was feeling a bit cocky now. "What kind of red do you want, something dark like Gillian Anderson on the X-files or more orangey like Christina Hendricks on Mad Men?" <br><br>She couldn't stop smiling. Her cheeks were now flushed, not with embarrassment, but with the glow of triumph. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>13-09-2013, 22:09:53</strong>
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				Zeus' face remained locked to the screen as he waited for something to happen. He expected her to pull out a wig or something and for them to laugh it off together as a good joke. He even tilted his head in a small smile when she appeared to be concentrating. It was cute. He leaned back in his chair confidently and waited for her to pull her trick. Then, something strange happened, causing Zeus to blink hard and sit up in his chair so fast that he almost fell out of it. "What the fuck?!" he muttered, thankful that she couldn't hear his words. Almost like magic, her hair was changing from purple to a gingery red. It had to be some kind of intense new photoshop thing that he had never heard of before. His fingers moved to the key.<br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">How is that even possible?</span></span><br><br>It was obvious that Zeus was still in denial. He had to test what he was seeing so he rubbed his eyes and typed again.<br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Christina Hendricks. If I had a choice.</span></span><br><br>His confidence had faltered slightly, because of his uncertainty. Could he really be witnessing a shape shifter? He had to be dreaming. So he pushed caution away slightly, assuming that he would wake up soon anyway, might as well make it worth it. Besides, it's not like anyone would believe him if he told the story anyway so it wasn't like he would have to leave this part out of he shared the story with his friends.<br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">You know... there are other things I like about Christina Hendricks as well. ;)</span></span><br><br>Zeus' arousal had fallen, replaced by curiosity now as he stared nervously at the screen.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>13-09-2013, 23:50:34</strong>
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				Violet was almost giddy with happiness. She had actually done it! She had shown her "condition" to someone! Sure it wasn't in person, but that was a minor detail now. She felt as though she had overcome a major hurdle. She felt...proud. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">How is that even possible?</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Well, THAT part I can't explain," Violet said, her broad smile softening into more of an amused smirk. "I've basically been able to do it for my entire life, though when I was a kid it was all involuntary. It...it sort of runs in my family I guess. But we don't talk much about it, and none of us have ever gone under a microscope to figure it out, or anything." Violet bit her tongue to stop herself from saying too much. It was like a dam had burst, and now that she actually had the chance to open up to someone, it was hard to contain herself. <br><br>She idly noted his answer to her hair-color question as she spoke, and squinted her eyes a bit to concentrate, willing her hair to shade to the proper color. With a couple of clicks and some typing she had actually opened up a picture of the actress on her desktop, and used it to guide her coloration. Within ten seconds, it was an exact match for the color. <br><br>She felt a flutter of nervousness in her stomach as Zeus seemed to be taking a bit of time to respond. He was just a little surprised, right? He wasn't going to stop talking to her, was he? She had told him how that would make her feel! <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">You know... there are other things I like about Christina Hendricks as well. ;)</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Violet felt relief that Zeus was still there, mixed with just a bit of embarrassment at what he was hinting at. Of course...she could just REFUSE to play along. What would happen if she did that? He might think she had just faked the hair somehow, she supposed. She could prove herself some other way, of course, but...but she was feeling some things that confused her. She felt a driving desire to prove that she could do anything Zeus imagined. She wanted to show off, to show how far she could push herself. And, she was embarrassed to admit...she really enjoyed following Zeus' instructions. <br><br>"Oh, is that so?" Violet said with a smirk, trying to project confidence with her voice and posture even though she was feeling nervous inside. She took a deep breath, as if she were about to jump into a cold pool, and concentrated on the picture on her desktop. <br><br>Her hair and face began to grow warm. First her hair began to grow. It began slowly, but it picked up speed as she felt herself slip into gear. Within moments her hair reached her shoulders, falling in red tresses around her face. Next her face shifted, her features shifting, her lips plumping, and her eyes changing shape and color. She smiled widely once again, and her face was an exact match for that of Christina Hendricks. <br><br>"Is this what you were talking about?" Violet asked playfully as she gestured at her face. Her voice didn't match that of the actress - she had never been able to figure out how to change that part of herself in any predictable fashion, and found that trying to modify her vocal chords usually just rendered her mute. <br><br>"Oh, wait, I think I know what you had in mind..." Violet said. She felt really nervous and embarrassed about this next part, but she was also emboldened, almost drunk with the rush of showing off. She backed up just a bit in her chair, making sure her chest was in view of the camera. She looked down at her chest - and her perky B-cups began to swell immediately, pressing obviously against the fabric of her dark t-shirt. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>18-09-2013, 14:33:29</strong>
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				He was still in disbelief, somehow sure of the face that his eyes were deceiving him. It had to be some sort of advanced graphics designer chip that was causing her webcam to play tricks on him or something. There was no way in hell he was sitting in front of a real, live shapeshifter. <em>It runs in her family?</em> he thought to himself as if saying it out loud would make a difference. He tried to imagine what it would be like to be able to change forms, then he imagined the horror she must have went through as a kid not being able to control the change and felt a little sorry for her.<br><br>When she changed her actual facial structure to that of Christina Hendricks, he opened his mouth in amazement. She could actually change form! His eyes shifted down to the swell of her breasts and he got nervous for a second which caused him to shift around in his seat. The possibilities ran through his head like a director who was thinking of his next big movie idea. <br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><br>Impressive.</span></span><br><br>He typed and waited to gauge her response. Zeus wanted to keep some of the mystique he had going instead of fully going crazy. He licked his lips a little, as he pondered what he should say next. He had lost a bit of the drive to tell her what to do simply because he was astonished.<br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">So.....(don't take this the wrong way) How do I know you're really not a man? Lol.</span></span><br><br>It was a joke, though, a lame one. He figured pretty well that she wasn't a guy and even if she had been at some point in time, it really didn't matter. Zeus couldn't help but wonder how this conversation would go, how far she would push the line with him tonight. Zeus' natural curiosity was to explore her abilities but she was a human being and not some sort of animal to be cyber-poked and prodded so he would have to wait until she was ready before asking her anything else.
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>19-09-2013, 02:45:56</strong>
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				Violet was feeling a high like she had never experienced before. It was such a rush to be revealing herself like this, to be showing off the most secret and important part of herself. Her excitement was all mixed up with other feelings - fear, disbelief, and a touch of arousal that she was doing all this because Zeus was telling her to - that only served to heighten it. As she looked back and forth between the camera and her chest, her breasts were now obvious C-cups, and her poor little bra couldn't take much more. It was pinching her painfully, so she had to stop the growth for a moment, looking on with Christina Hendricks' eyes as she saw Zeus starting to type something. She smiled when he said "impressive" and then laughed aloud when he asked her how he knew she wasn't really a man.<br><br>"Haha, very funny!" Violet said, her celebrity face showing honest amusement. "I can show you my birth certificate I guess, or pictures of me as a little girl, before I could change at all! But isn't my word good enough?"<br><br>Violet shifted uncomfortably in her seat, tugging at her shirt and the bra compressing her new breasts painfully beneath it. <br><br>"Hold on a second, okay? If I'm going to keep this up, I need to...to do something."<br><br>Violet stood up and stepped out of view of the camera. In the moment she was standing, Zeus would be able to see that she was wearing a knee-length, red plaid skirt beneath her dark t-shirt. The skirt was schoolgirl style, and may have been loose at one point, but Violet was replicating the curves of Ms. Hendricks from the waist down as well, and the skirt was now riding up on a much larger ass.<br><br>Off camera, Violet quickly pulled her shirt up over her head. She deflated her breasts long enough to take the pressure off her bra, then unfastened it with one hand. She was about to throw it onto her bed when, with a rush of naughtiness, she instead dangled it in front of the camera, showing Zeus what she was doing. He could see the tag - "34 B" - before she dropped the garment to the floor. When Violet sat back in her chair a minute later, she had changed out of her t-shirt and into a black top that showed off her shoulders and chest. She was braless underneath, and the fabric of the poor shirt was stretched to the limit by breasts the exact match of the redheaded celeb's. Sitting down in the chair caused them to bounce heavily up and down, and Violet started to blush in embarrassment.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Image</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/bCu09cPl.jpg)</div></div><br>"I didn't want to wreck my clothes," Violet said as way of explanation to Zeus. She had to hide the image of herself again, since she was becoming very self-conscious about the expansive cleavage she was displaying. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>19-09-2013, 19:38:23</strong>
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				Zeus laughed a little at her response to him knowing her true gender and a 'lol' popped up on the screen to represent that. He grinned widely as she stood up and removed her bra, teasing it toward him on screen but keeping those beautiful breasts out of view. He growled a little as his fingers worked the keys.<br><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Oh, so you're a magician and a tease.</span></span> <br><br>His eyes continued to stare in disbelief as she sat back down. An exact replica of Christina Hendricks was in front of him. Just as he was about to type again, his phone rang. <br><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Brb.</span></span><br><br>He typed as he took the call. Unfortunately, his little cousin's tire blew out on the interstate and she had no idea how to change it herself so she was calling him for assistance. He grimaced as he told her that he would be on his way momentarily then he hung up the phone and typed again.<br><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"> That was a 911 call.</span></span> <br><br>He sent that without thinking and continued to type.<br><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">My little cousin's tire blew so I have to go and save her. Maybe we can try this again tomorrow if you aren't too busy.</span></span><br><br>He sent that message, thinking that he was finished but he wasn't, his fingers continuing to work over the keys.<br><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"> I'll be looking forward to an email from you. You really are quite amazing.</span></span><br><br>He sent that message and just after a little bubble popped up, alerting Violet that he had logged off of the computer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>20-09-2013, 01:48:55</strong>
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				Violet smiled as she read Zeus' comment calling her a magician and a tease. The light complexion she had adopted was vulnerable to blushing, so the light pink tone on her cheeks was more visible than it might otherwise be. She was fighting against an impulse to cover her chest, since she just felt unbelievably exposed with the heavy breasts hanging from her chest. <br><br>Her face started to flicker into a frown as Zeus' next messages appeared. He told her he had had an emergency come up, and he needed to go right away. <br><br>"Oh...oh okay," Violet said, her disappointment evident in her voice. Zeus' final messages made her feel a little bit better, as he said they should resume their fun tomorrow and he told her that she was amazing...but as she saw the message alerting her that he had signed off, she was left feeling let down and worried.<br><br>Violet turned off the webcam. Her body immediately began to deflate - something that was literal in her case - as her proportions began to shrink back to her normal form. She was so distracted that she even forgot to make her hair purple again, and let it revert to its natural light brown. In a few moments, Violet was herself once again, sitting in front of the computer, biting her lip with nervousness.<br><br>He wasn't lying about the call...was he? He wouldn't do that to her, right? People had real emergencies. It was a thing that really happened, sometimes. They had just been interrupted by an unlucky accident. She did her best to reassure herself with thoughts like these, trying to keep herself from freaking out and devolving into a mess of insecurity. <br><br>He had SEEMED to be having fun. She had to believe he really felt that way. Either way, she would find out tomorrow, right? And right now, she had an e-mail to write. She wanted to follow his instructions, to keep on his good side. It wouldn't do any good to refuse, especially since that would be a bitchy mood if it turned out the cousin emergency was real, rather than imaginary. <br><br>Violet tried to write the e-mail right away, but found she couldn't properly organize her thoughts. Instead she went for a brief walk to clear her head, then took a long, hot shower. Feeling a bit better, she sat down to write at last.<br><br><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">Zeus,<br><br>I hope everything is okay with your cousin! I know that things like that can be really scary. I totally understand that you had to cut our session short. I would have done the same thing in your situation. <br><br>Did you have fun during our little chat? I know I did. And do you believe me now? See? SEE? Hahaha - I told you I was telling the truth! <br><br>I'll admit that I'm pretty anxious about everything that's going on right now. As you can probably guess, I keep my "condition" pretty secret most of the time, and I'm self-conscious about it. When you suddenly had to go, you can imagine that freaked me out a little bit...but I'll get over it as long as we get a change to talk tomorrow!<br><br>The rest of my evening will be pretty boring now, though I can't exactly complain given all the stress you're probably dealing with. I'll do my best to get all of my homework done, so tomorrow is totally free. <br><br>Take care, and I look forward to our next conversation, King of the Gods!<br><br>-Violet </span><br><br>Violet sent off her message and then turned her attention to her homework. Due to the excitement and stress of the day, she didn't think about attaching art until hours later, and then she went through their old messages and found that Zeus had said she only had to do that until she went on the webcam. So she was okay...right?<br><br>Before bed, Violet finally gave in to feelings that had been building up all day, and had a vigorous masturbation session that left her sweating and exhausted. She drifted off to sleep almost immediately, her thoughts centered on Zeus. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>25-09-2013, 16:06:59</strong>
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				Zeus had headed off immediately, however, his mind was elsewhere. His mind was back on Violet and the fact that he had to leave her so abruptly. Zeus immediately felt bad for having to leave but family was family right. His phone beeped as soon as he made it to the side of the road where his cousins car was, indicating a new email. She was clearly shaken up so he didn't have time to check it. Instead he embraced his cousin for a while until she calmed down a little. <br><br>The actual changing of the tire took only a couple minutes. Zeus had a good bit of practice doing simple car tasks so it was easy for him. After the changing of the tire he decided to go to Dairy Queen with her so that she could calm down a little bit more. They spent a good hour just laughing, eating ice cream and catching up with each other. When he finally made their way apart, he felt bad for the time that it took to get to actually read Violet's email. When he first realized that their was no picture he got slightly annoyed but then he remember his instructions. Zeus smiled a bit, as he decided to wait to get home to respond. <br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><br>My dearest Violet,<br><br>I want to start this email with a bit of an apology. I didn't believe you and I must say, you were not lying. That.. gift is incredible. I'm sure that it was difficult growing up with a gift like that.<br><br>I'm sorry for running out on you and I hope that I didn't freak you out that much when I left. I hope that you didn't think I was lying, I really did have to change this tire and then afterward we went to get some ice cream. Maybe I'll get you some ice cream to make up for it. In the mean time, I'll try to clear my schedule for tomorrow so that we can talk again. In the mean time, every email from here on out should have a picture in it, unless you're available for chat at the current moment.&nbsp; XD<br><br>Look forward to seeing (or hearing from you) soon,<br>King.<br></span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>26-09-2013, 02:00:09</strong>
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				Violet awoke as the rays of light trickled through the trees outside her window. She had a reliable internal clock, and rarely needed an alarm to wake her up on school days. Her body felt warm and tingly all over - especially around her breasts and rear, where the most extreme changes had taken place the day before. That was normal - or as normal as anything involving her special ability could be, she supposed. Her womanhood also felt pleasantly used, and as she sat up and got to her feet should could feel that she might have bruised herself a bit with her dildo the previous night.<br><br><em>Wow, girl, you WERE excited,</em> she thought to herself. <br><br>She made herself a cup of tea and sat down in front of the computer, checking her e-mail since she had a bit of time to spare before she had to get dressed and start making her way to school. She was happy to find an e-mail from Zeus, and even happier when she read through. Her concerns about his cousin story being an excuse to stop talking to her evaporated, leaving her happy and eager to talk to him again. Unfortunately, she would have to be at school all day, so talking to Zeus would have to wait. <br><br>She was tempted to just blow off all her classes, but she dismissed the idea. She had responsibilities, after all. She was a decent student, but not good enough that she could miss a day without it causing some headaches. <br><br>The clock was ticking, so Violet began to type a response for Zeus. And, as per his request, she attached some of her art, feeling a thrill run through her as she did as he had asked. <br><br><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">Zeus,<br><br>So great to hear from you again!<br><br>You don't need to apologize, I would have thought you were pretty crazy if you had believed me just because I told you what I could do! Growing up was hard, you're right about that, but I guess everyone has their own issues as a kid, right? <br><br>I had plenty of worries when you had to leave suddenly, but they're all forgotten now. :-) I'm just so happy that we can keep talking, and I hope your cousin is okay! <br><br>I LOVE ice cream, by the way. I have a serious weakness for sweets!<br><br>Since today is Monday, I've got to go to class soon. :-( Monday is my busiest day too, so I'll be at school until 7 this evening. Luckily I was able to finish a bunch of homework last night after you left, so I should be totally free when I get home around 7:30, if that works for you? <br><br>Just let me know what time you'll be available, and I'll turn my camera on.<br><br>I hope you enjoy my art, and don't judge me too harshly for it! :-P<br><br>-Violet </span><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Attached Image</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/cQDOJ2Kl.jpg?2)</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>02-10-2013, 16:04:02</strong>
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				That nights sleep eluded Zeus for a long time. His brain was filled with the images he had seen through his computer screen the night before. Once he finally made it to dream land, it appeared as if everything was shifting before his eyes, with every step that he took down familiar sidewalks, the ground would change to water or to sand or gravel. This caused his dream self to run and immediately the environment began to stop him from running. Street lights turned bars and cracks in the pavement would turn to vines that tried to trip him and eventually, they succeeded in doing so and as soon as he hit the ground, he woke up.<br><br>Panting filled the room as Zeus sat up in his bed and checked his phone. He had an email but he was also late so there would be no time to check it. He jumped out of bed and made his way to the bathroom to take a shower. He shivered slightly even as he stepped into the warm water of the shower. 'Geez.' he thought, 'That was some crazy shit.' But somewhere in the fore front of his mind, he wanted to see more, to explore her and her capabilities. Even though he was late to work, he decided to read her email and send a quick response.<br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Hey,<br><br>Had loads of fun last night.<br><br>Woke up late, off to work, be back around 5:30 or 6. I'll see you at 8.<br><br>Zeus.</span></span><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>03-10-2013, 00:40:00</strong>
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				The day seemed to take forever for Violet. She had a lot of trouble concentrating on her classes, and kept finding her mind wandering back to her chat with Zeus, and how exciting it had been to finally tell someone the truth, and how much fun she had had showing off for him. Ever since her phone had chirped on the way to school to let her know that Zeus had seen her message, and that they had a "date" set for 8 that evening, it was all she wanted to do in the whole world.<br><br>Her excitement just grew as the day wore on. In her evening class, a rather boring survey of teaching methodology in which the professor simply read out of the textbook, she totally lost herself. Sitting in her seat towards the front of the class (her dyslexia meant that she needed to be close to the board if she wanted to make sure she wasn't mixing things up too badly) she began staring into space, thinking back to how she had assumed the appearance of Christina Hendricks for Zeus. After a few minutes of daydreaming, her skin began to feel warm. She came back to the present moment with her heart pounding, and realized that her chest felt tight. She gasped and sat up straight, and a strand of hair waved in front of her eye, and she saw that it was quite a bit redder than it should have been!<br><br>Panicking, Violet wrangled her abilities back under control. It was a tense couple of minutes as she let go of the changes she had unconsciously begun, but she managed to do it without anyone noticing. She had had accidents like that before, and had found that people were surprisingly oblivious about someone's appearance shifting right in front of them, since their minds just weren't equipped to accept that as a possibility. Still, though, she felt terribly embarrassed. She would need to be more careful. <br><br>She managed to keep her mind from wandering through the rest of the evening, and made it home a bit early. She cooked herself some pasta and took a shower after her dinner, taking the time to get her hair in order. She ended up in front of her webcam by 7:30, wearing a white spaghetti-strap t-shirt, a dark green jacket that was too big for her, and a pair of camouflage-patterned jeans. She poked idly around the web, waiting for Zeus to come online. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>09-10-2013, 15:44:27</strong>
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				Zeus' day took forever as well. He had run out of house, forgetting his work shirt, and had to get another one when he got there. Zeus held a middle level management position at a local grocery store so he didn't get in too much trouble for running late but it still wasn't exactly the best sort of example to show to the other employees. The day proved to be busy since the store had a special sale for military personnel that offered up to fifty percent off of groceries. Luckily for Zeus, it caused the day to go by pretty quickly but when he got home at 6:30, he fell into bed and took a solid nap.<br><br>Zeus rolled over with a groan at 8:00 pm his eyes shifting to his phone. Once they focused and he realized what time it was he jumped up out of his bed and yawned, stumbling forward to the computer. Clumsily turning it on and logging in then smiling slightly as he clicked Violets name and hit the call button. At the same time, he opened up a chat window and wrote,<br><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Sorry I'm a little late.. Work was crazy and I took a nap so that I could give you my full attention.<br><br>&nbsp;;)</span></span><br><br>Zeus rubbed his eyes slightly, excitement growing in his chest as he waited for Violet to show on up on his screen.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>09-10-2013, 22:35:46</strong>
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				Violet jumped in her chair when she heard the chiming ring of Zeus' incoming call. She took one moment to check herself in the camera image and make sure she looked okay, then she answered him, grinning widely. She minimized the camera image as before to keep from getting distracted by self-consciousness. Zeus would see the same girl he had seen the day before, complete with her colorful hair, slender frame and perky breasts, and a mischievous, slightly nervous grin. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Sorry I'm a little late.. Work was crazy and I took a nap so that I could give you my full attention.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Oh, no problem," Violet said aloud. "I'm just happy you're back. And I'm glad everything worked out with your cousin! What a kind man you are, to run off and help like that," she smiled at the camera again and ran her fingers nervously through her hair. without a need to type, she found that she didn't quite know what to do with her hands. <br><br>"Did you have a good day? And what did you think of my last drawing? Pretty dumb, right?" She had a slight blush on her cheeks but didn't realize how visible it was on camera.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>14-10-2013, 22:19:18</strong>
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				Zeus smiled a bit as his eyes fell onto Violet and he readjusted into his seat. He realized that she was pretty and kind but he couldn't help but wonder why she was interested in him, it was almost unreal. He had got lost in his thought so it took him a little while to reply to Violet.<br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Oh. Really, it was nothing. I'm sure anyone would have done the same.</span></span><br><br>He smiled from behind the screen, fully aware that she couldn't see him as he reached down and unbuttoned his jeans. Last time they talked she had shown him a very interesting side of her that he wanted to see again. Zeus just needed to find a way to ease back into the conversation.<br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">My day was pretty good. Like I said, work was pretty good, just long as fuck.<br><br>And I thought your picture was pretty interesting. Honestly, Belle was one of my favorite Disney Princess.&nbsp; (Yes I have favorites).<br><br>Too bad I could never meet her.</span></span><br><br>He smiled as he stopped typing, knowing that it was cheesy but it would probably lead her back down the transformation road.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>15-10-2013, 03:54:42</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">And I thought your picture was pretty interesting. Honestly, Belle was one of my favorite Disney Princess.&nbsp; (Yes I have favorites).<br><br>Too bad I could never meet her.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Violet smiled, too giddy that he had actually liked her art to notice any about his response being cheesy. <br><br>"She was my favorite too!" she said with a girlish smile, "I always used to like drawing her when I was younger, and as you saw I still draw her now, it's just...um...not as innocent." She blushed on camera and rapidly looked for a way to change the subject and deflect attention from the kinks she had been revealing, without really meaning to, in her art.<br><br>"You want to meet her, huh? Well let's see what we can do about that, shall we?" As she spoke Violet's hair was already growing longer, curly, and turning brown. <br><br>"Cartoons are tricky, and take a lot of work to keep from looking really awful," she said as her features began to shift. She didn't need to look at a picture of Belle for this, as she had long ago memorized the character's basic appearance, "So I'm going to have to go for a real-world version, hope that's alright." <br><br>"And of course I don't have the dress," Violet said as she got up out of her chair and moved off-camera. Her voice came from off to the side and Zeus could hear the sound of drawers opening and shutting. "Let's see what I can improvise."<br><br>A few minutes later, a woman appeared back on camera. It was as close as a real person could possibly come to the animated character of Belle. Her long, curly brown hair was tied with a yellow ribbon. Her face was flawless, with large brown eyes and perfect pink lips. Her neck was elegant and long, and the upper part of her chest and her shoulders were bare, revealing elegant skin and feminine lines. The only part of the picture that wasn't QUITE right was the gloves and the dress, which began just high enough on her chest to prevent any cleavage from showing. What might first appear to be skin-tight shiny golden fabric would reveal itself, after closer inspection, to be more like body paint doing its best to look like a dress.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Belle</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/o2N6Zq6l.jpg)</div></div><br>"How's this?" Violet asked, smiling nervously and blushing, which made her Belle-face appear even more gorgeous. "I had nothing even close to her golden dress - not really my style, you know? - so I did what I could with my skin. I can't really do, like, ruffles and stuff. Not without a lot of practice and concentration. I figured this would be okay, just for fun?" She looked into the camera, the expression on her face clearly seeking the unseen man's approval. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>agentlemanwithadream</strong> on <strong>18-10-2013, 23:00:43</strong>
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				As if on cue, her features began to shift again causing Zeus to move around in his chair. He noted that he would probably have to get a new, more comfortable seat because he would be spending an increased amount of time chatting with Violet. A part of him still wanted to believe that there was some sort of magic (and by magic he really meant photoshop) that was causing these changes. Either way, moments later he was staring at an empty screen as Violet had moved away. <br><br><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Hey! Come back!</span></span><br><br>He sent the message at the same time a frown forced its way onto his face. The moments that she was gone caused the slight amount of swelling that had begun in his recently opened pants. The time that she was gone seemed like an eternity although it was only a few moments. When she finally returned, Zeus realized that the wait had been worth it. He rubbed his eyes for a moment in disbelief to the fact that Belle was sitting in front of him.<br><br><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Amazing. Fucking Amazing.</span></span><br><br>As much as Zeus thought that it would be a turn on, it wasn't. He felt like a creep for the ideas that he was having but he wanted for her to give him some..fap material. He knew that she had a naughty side but he didn't quite know what she would be willing to do. <br><br><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Let's do a bit of roleplay hm?<br><br>I've had a couple other people I wanted to meet, willing to help?</span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: She's Special (art3mis and agentlemanwithadream)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>18-10-2013, 23:28:51</strong>
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				Violet as Belle smiled broadly as Zeus told her how amazing her transformation was, then nodded eagerly as he asked her if she would be willing to help him "meet" some other people. <br><br>"Sure, sounds like fun!" she said brightly. "I've never gotten to show off like this for anyone before, so this is a real kick." <br><br>Her excitement at finally being able to share her abilities was combining with her natural sexual submissiveness and driving Violet to enthusiastically agree to Zeus' request. She wanted to show him what she could do, wanted him to be pleased with her, and wanted to obey him. Belle's skin was shading a bit towards pink as a flush began to spread through her, evidence of her arousal that she didn't notice, and couldn't correct. <br><br>"I love roleplaying anyways, so let's do it." She added. 
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