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Beach Parties are Overrated (Marty/Tiga)

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« Reply #30 on: December 01, 2013, 02:02:53 pm »

Decira stood over Noah's form in victory, breathing heavily and finally calming down.

Her form was battered, flickering, and unstable...but she had won...She had come so close to the edge...but she had won.

"You....are mine..." She breathed, lifting her hands above her head.

As if on queue, a giant shell burst from the sand under Noah, quickly closing around him and sealing him inside.

Immediately he was bathed in some sort of azure light....and the first thing he'd notice would be his burns and bruises clearing..
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« Reply #31 on: December 07, 2013, 03:20:49 pm »

Grunting a little as he came back to his senses, Noah was a little confused as to what exactly was going on, he was in some almost claustrophobic space, his head a little light and not getting any better as he found himself staring into some bright blue light. As he moved, he found his body no more groaned in protest, no more pain, miraculous considering the energy he'd spent protecting himself... wait, he'd passed out from a battle.
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Oh no...

Panicking, he suddenly pressed against the sides of the clam and slammed a fist against the side. "H-hey! Let me out of here!" He cried out, knowing it was likely to go unheard or uncared for, but he need to try.
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« Reply #32 on: December 09, 2013, 01:35:11 pm »

Decira smiled malevolently to herself as she watched the faint traces of blue light seeping from the shell. The boy's will or strength mattered not now. There was no way he could break free. It had been close, but she had him....and now it was up to the energies of the sea to determine his new role.

To adequately describe the sensations he was feeling would prove difficult to Noah. It was by no means unpleasant. The light tickled at his flesh, healing his wounds, but somehow each inch it touched felt...different afterward.

Then there were the sounds. Like a relaxing tape of sea sounds playing over and over...but there was something else under them. Whispering...It was impossible to fully hear or understand..but he could feel each untranslated word digging deep into his brain.
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« Reply #33 on: December 09, 2013, 02:31:22 pm »

Noah found his attempts to escape were met with huge amounts of resistance... but not from the shell itself, but from his own body. He could feel every inch of him humming with a strange, calming sensation, he couldn't seem to fight it either. He found himself huffing seemingly out of breath as he pressed himself against the clam shell wall. The smooth texture wasn't too comforting to his situation, but the sounds surrounding him were, making him feel calm, relaxed. His body and mind were too weak to really fight back, and the sounds were so soothing. He lied there, forcibly or otherwise taking it all in. And relaxing...

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« Reply #34 on: December 09, 2013, 02:51:27 pm »

The strange ethereal sounds continued on, lulling Noah into a strong sense of comfort and security. The whispers continued to grow in intensity, slowly starting to overpower the waves. The words themselves began to make more sense... They spoke of the creature outside the shell...Made him question why he'd fought it...It promised amazing things..

All the while, the unnatural radiation continued to bathe him in transformative energies.
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« Reply #35 on: December 09, 2013, 06:27:30 pm »

Noah's mind began to fog over with these thoughts, beginning to terrify what was left of his true consciousness about what was going to happen. He tried to reach up to snap his fingers, but no such luck, he could produce no magic, he wished no harm on this shell, promising him such great things. Oh what would it grant him. His eyes flickered again, he'd only just woken up from unconsciousness, but he felt himself being dragged under once again.
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« Reply #36 on: December 28, 2013, 11:06:37 am »

The energies inside the shell bombarded Noah gently now. The magical radiation almost felt like a strange spa treatment at that point. The pleasant tingles continued to run through his form, knocking out all the kinks and sores of his recent stress, and subtly remolding each inch it found. Though he'd remain in a docile state of relaxation, Noah wouldn't be able to deny a strange rush of power. It felt as if his magics were hooked to a nuclear reactor...jumpstarting them. The rush was physical as well, leaving his physique much stronger and tougher, even as his clothing followed suit...

Suddenly the shell split open to deposit Noah back onto the beach. He looked much the same, though he was much more fit and his outfit and been swapped. It was just as colorful and almost impractical as his old attire, though it now sported a notable water theme. Colorful shells and pears dangled from bracelets and chains, and the silky cloth that still covered him did a poor job, leaving most of his physique exposed for visual delight.

Decira smiled and approached Noah, her own damages having nearly healed themselves. She reached out to cup his chin, and spoke up at last.

"How do you feel now, my dear?" She cooed, her voice now ringing in Noah's mind like a chorus of lovely chimes. "Open your eyes and look upon me..."

When he did..those orbs would sport the same unearthly glow of the creature before him..
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« Reply #37 on: December 28, 2013, 02:11:01 pm »

Completely relaxed from the sensations, Noah had almost fallen asleep again , charged with so much energy but also feeling like he was being massaged by hundreds of hands, as smooth and fluid as water... wait, were they undressing him? He cringed and tried to look but before he could there was suddenly a surge of bright light as the shell burst open and the light of the sky nearly blinded him. He moaned softly as everything started to start focusing and slowly his eyes opened, indeed glowing softly, like there was power exploding inside of him, but it was certainly different from the power he controlled.

"Wuh?" Noah shook his head as his mind fuzzily started to try and figure out what exactly had happened. He looked dazedly over at Decira, hearing the sound of shells and pearls clinking about. "Oh... wow... there were hands undressing me... was I high?" He murmured as he looked over them. He had to admit, the clothing, although a little too 'under the sea' for his natural style, it did a damn good job at making him look good. "Looks like it cost a fortune. No... musta fucked someone."
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« Reply #38 on: January 16, 2014, 11:15:27 am »

Decira's smile had returned in full force by that point. She drank in Noah's altered form hungrily, stepping closer to him.

His personality was left surprisingly intact, though he'd find it quite hard to stay mad at Decira. Sure, they'd fought a nasty battle...but he felt amazing. As a matter of fact, just thinking about her made him feel warm and fuzzy inside. He didn't want to hurt her anymore. There was now a very strong compulsion to keep her away from such things, to never let an unworthy hand touch her flesh~...

Across the cliffside a number of silhouettes began to move into place. Noah would recognize a number of them. They were the partygoers from the night before. They were different though, garbed scantily and eyeing them both with welcoming, empty blue stares.

"I think I like you much better this way~"
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« Reply #39 on: January 16, 2014, 11:41:02 am »

Noah was brought out of his slightly tranced state by the voice of someone else slipping into his consciousness. He knew that voice, it brought up a vile hatred inside of him... but only for a fraction of a second, suddenly it was... soothing. "You..." He murmured, for a brief moment before stepping closer, she looked so much different than before, but she was exactly the same... What was different? He couldn't figure it out, but indeed he felt these strange compulsions.

He wanted... to protect here, keep her from harm. To... touch her. His fingers came up and gently traced over her cheek. "What... What've you done?"
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« Reply #40 on: January 16, 2014, 11:46:13 am »

Decira allowed Noah to reach out and touch her. Her porcelain flesh was surprisingly warm and soft to the touch, contradicting the slimy appendages she's used to defeat him. However, the most notable sensation was the tiny pinpricks of pleasure that shot from his hand down to his spine as she made contact with him.

His hate still boiled slightly within, but it cooled with every moment. The sudden spike of pleasure began to bring out his strange new feelings even more.

Decira grinned mischievously and suddenly reached out to grab at his groin. Again pleasure shot through him, more intense than before. With it came a desire for more...a longing to be touched and loved by this Goddess before him. His goddess. All he had to do was serve her...and it seemed so easy...
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