𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑺𝒑𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒆𝒇 𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒄𝒂

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That damn dragon tried to keep me as part of their horde. It took a lot of adopting their biology to get strong enough to fight for my escape.

Not exactly sure how long it'll be til I'm back to normal again.

And I really feel like collecting adventurers...

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It's Titty Tuesday, but this time I'm keeping them covered up! It's not that kind of beach, and I shouldn't be breaking rules in the worlds I visit.

I don't know what that other adventurer was when my body copied her, but I feel so 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍. It's like I can taste the mana around me. ♡

🎨mekyo

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Becca shrugged. It was a polite offer, and it's not like she had any reason not to trust this woman. She was just a stranger inviting her back to her place; very normal.

Becca was ready to dismiss her... but why be so rude, right?

"I was going to delve into the dungeon... but I guess a drink first wouldn't kill me, right?" She smiled politely. "Do you have a name?"

Becca was surprised to hear a voice. She wasn't exactly a people person, but she wasn't going to just ignore the other adventurer. "Becca." She didn't need more than that, right?

There was an expansion under her breastplate as her chest filled out and the gear adjusted accordingly. The intelligence was less visible for now, but it did ripple into her past; she went from being the top student of her class of squires to a great, but not excellent student.

Becca nodded to the other adventurer, strapping her gear on to make sure it was secure. Moth could see her height shift slightly, dropping her down an inch, but the armor seemed to adjust with it and she seemed oblivious to the change.

Becca growled in annoyance. "That's a nice compliment, but I did nyaaa—um, not exactly want this. It's a little inconvenient."

💫 For anyone who might like to try this in DMs, feel free to pitch what you're looking for, btw!

🎶 I am just loading up on Yuri for the foreseeable future. This is what fuels Thea muse.

"Ah~ I defeated a succubus, but I haven't quite... recovered from the effects." Worse, she couldn't turn off her magical succubus allure, or keep the lewd breathiness from her voice.

"M-maybe you best stay away. Get to close and you won't be able to resist, and then I won't be able to resist~♥"

I don't want to make it sound like I dislike beastfolk.

But do you realize how distracting it is having a tail? Let alone every time I notice my ear twitch and I'm reminded they're on top of my head.

And my party has been distracted since that cat girl left, leaving me like this. 😾

🎨toyiga

I hate shapeshifter species. I thought I was chatting up some elf, and instead my spellthief biology ends up making me go full bake-danuki.

At least the tail is cute. Also, is it normal that I yearn to cause mischief and make people feel silly?

🎨brellom

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Becca was struggling with her sword for some reason. It felt heavier? When did she get so weak? And why was the sword so long? It was like it was designed for someone taller than her. But maybe she was just misremembering things. That was the most logical answer, right?

tellonym.me/spellthiefbe...

"Really flexing that metaphorical big dick energy on 'em."

(For people who like playing games, but from the shadows.)

Multiple people have gained access to Becca's character sheet!

You also notice you can submit up to three changes at one time, and even do so anonymously...

tellonym.me/spellthiefbe...

You found an item!

ᴄʜᴀʀ. ꜱʜᴇᴇᴛ (ʙᴇᴄᴄᴀ)

It seems the fields are modifiable? And new fields can be added. Curious.

"Hm, loot?" Becca notices you, a fellow adventurer. "Shoot. Well, I guess finder's keepers."

You certainly wouldn't test this new item out and make some changes, right? #tfrp #openrp

I'm always a fan of a good dungeon or cavern, but occasionally, it is nice to just end up on a world with really nice beaches and sunny weather.

I probably have to take this off if I want a real tan, though...

🎨 brellom

Didn't think about how spellthief biology would work around a genie. Or how much "bound to servitude" translated over.

But at least the genie I ran into has been very kind to guide me until I grant my wishes or whatever and (hopefully) go back to being human.

🎨brellom

I love my Wardrobing spell for switching between different sets of armor, gear, and clothing.

But occasionally, with the right motivation, it's nice to just take off extra layers the old-fashioned way.

They promised Becca a very rare armor for completing a task. She was so dazzled by the chance for loot, she didn't question what kind of armor it was.

The Gold Bands of Obedience WERE very rare, but they were also cursed, capping her Max INT and making her obey the quest giver.

🎨valvalisqr

Didn't think about how spellthief biology would work around a genie. Or how much "bound to servitude" translated over.

But at least the genie I ran into has been very kind to guide me until I grant my wishes or whatever and (hopefully) go back to being human.

🎨brellom

Rebecca blinked, confused. This was admittedly her first time summoning a demon, so she wasn't expecting to have to deal with conversation. Still, maybe this was part of it.

She rolled her eyes. "Rain's Mutt, not that it matters." Hm? Was something weird? Mutt couldn't put her finger on it.

She looked over the sheet, puzzling it out. It was just a paper about her?

She scoffed, handing it back. "Taking notes on me? Sounds creepy. You sure you're not weird cave pervert?" Those were certainly a thing.

Becca seemed exceptionally cheerful thinking of the king returning. After all, her lifelong loyalty was to the kingdom. "It will be such a wondrous Festival. Perhaps even with dancers and musicians." She didn't have those skills, but she did love a good performance at a festival.

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Rebecca felt an odd shiver, unaware of her body chemistry being rewritten. No longer a spell thief, she didn't feel the Mana of creatures around her. But she had never been able to do that, so it was okay. She turned and noticed Thistle and smiled. "Good day, Sir Mage! Praise to his majesty."