"Yeah, gimme the 'Liquid Goddess,' bud."
Finally.
The bartender didn't notice the slight quiver of the bottle as he picked it up and poured it for the big trucker, nor the way it glowed a faint, pulsating blue.
I've been waiting for three hours.
"And some nachos."
no no no no forget the nachos, drink your mysterious liquor, you just spent twenty bucks on the bottle...
"Can you put the game on? Been waiting for this one."
Oh, fuck me.
****
"Whoo, damn, that stuff's got a kick for a girly drink." The trucker set down his shotglass and refilled it, one strand of hair flipping down as it turned a soft shade of blonde. "Could go for another, I guess..." His hand hovered over the glass, the bottle seeming to wiggle eagerly...as he turned to look at the TV. "Damn, Leafs are up by three points! Maybe they'll actually win for once." His hand shifted over the to nachos instead.
I hate you i hate you you've had ONE SIP why would you buy a fancy drink if you were just gonna fill up on nachos and bud fuck fuck fuck
****
The rabbit opened her eyes with a sigh, feeling her power flow through a body which was now distinctly hers, even if the clothes weren't. She gave them a glance. They were baggy and about as unsexy as she could imagine, but what was even the point of changing them? The mood was effectively through the floor and still digging. She'd waited in that bottle for HOURS and it was absolutely not worth it at all. She'd already forgotten the sexy plans she'd made.
There was a little pulse of magic, and the outfit adjusted to at least fit her well. It was all she felt up to.
"I am...never doing that again," murmured Ceres. "And here I thought this was an easy bet, Vulperna..."
Well...what now? Un-possess this jackass and go home? After waiting for hours, half-drunk, it seemed like that was even worse.
Ceres, goddess of change, looked down at the nachos, and decided there were worse ways to spend the rest of a bad night than eating nachos and watching hockey.
"...I'm keeping this hat."
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An art comm from my friend
Rhy, which he went totally all out on! Thanks buddy!!!! There's even a little cameo from a disguised Fel on TV~
I thought this would be a silly little idea, a TF that just totally backfired and wasn't worth it at all, and I was right...the art makes it even better <3
ceres is keeping the trucker fit that guy is gonna be left naked
Finally.
The bartender didn't notice the slight quiver of the bottle as he picked it up and poured it for the big trucker, nor the way it glowed a faint, pulsating blue.
I've been waiting for three hours.
"And some nachos."
no no no no forget the nachos, drink your mysterious liquor, you just spent twenty bucks on the bottle...
"Can you put the game on? Been waiting for this one."
Oh, fuck me.
****
"Whoo, damn, that stuff's got a kick for a girly drink." The trucker set down his shotglass and refilled it, one strand of hair flipping down as it turned a soft shade of blonde. "Could go for another, I guess..." His hand hovered over the glass, the bottle seeming to wiggle eagerly...as he turned to look at the TV. "Damn, Leafs are up by three points! Maybe they'll actually win for once." His hand shifted over the to nachos instead.
I hate you i hate you you've had ONE SIP why would you buy a fancy drink if you were just gonna fill up on nachos and bud fuck fuck fuck
****
The rabbit opened her eyes with a sigh, feeling her power flow through a body which was now distinctly hers, even if the clothes weren't. She gave them a glance. They were baggy and about as unsexy as she could imagine, but what was even the point of changing them? The mood was effectively through the floor and still digging. She'd waited in that bottle for HOURS and it was absolutely not worth it at all. She'd already forgotten the sexy plans she'd made.
There was a little pulse of magic, and the outfit adjusted to at least fit her well. It was all she felt up to.
"I am...never doing that again," murmured Ceres. "And here I thought this was an easy bet, Vulperna..."
Well...what now? Un-possess this jackass and go home? After waiting for hours, half-drunk, it seemed like that was even worse.
Ceres, goddess of change, looked down at the nachos, and decided there were worse ways to spend the rest of a bad night than eating nachos and watching hockey.
"...I'm keeping this hat."
_________________________________________
An art comm from my friend
Rhy, which he went totally all out on! Thanks buddy!!!! There's even a little cameo from a disguised Fel on TV~I thought this would be a silly little idea, a TF that just totally backfired and wasn't worth it at all, and I was right...the art makes it even better <3
ceres is keeping the trucker fit that guy is gonna be left naked
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