Princess Kay's Realm of Transformation

Charlotte The night was, in fact, rather silent. Unfortunately, so was my muse. I still couldn’t come up with anything better than “Sharlotte,” which was probably the worst secret identity name of all time considering most humans in this world didn’t even know how to read, and it sounded exactly like my real name. On the bright side, the night air felt cool against my skin, and my tail was free to wiggle about in delight for what felt like the first time in ages. I hadn’t wanted to freak Reckt out with it, at least not on our first night together, so I’d kept it curled around my waist…

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Charlotte I stared at Bonny the Bunny. She stared back, eyes wide and nose twitching. I nodded to myself, content with the cuteness, and placed her down on the ground. “Don’t go running now, you hear?” I warned her. “Or-” She ran the second she was on the ground, crashing right into a spider web in her blind rush to get away.  “…Or I might not be able to protect you,” I continued, casually swiping my bloody dagger through the webbing. Of course, I was also superheating the blade to ensure it cut smoothly, so it didn’t take long at all to have Bonny free. “Now, you can run if…

Devilla I stared at the bear standing before me. It was something like nine feet tall, with dark brown fur and lighter brown spikes extending from its spine and elbows. They looked remarkably sharp, but I doubted their sturdiness. I could likely snap the things off if it came down to it. The creature didn’t move during my examination. I could almost imagine that it was looking me over in turn, trying to decide if I was worth the trouble of feasting upon. Not an impossibility, actually, if it was anywhere near as intelligent as the horned wolves I’d fought. “You do not wish to fight me,” I warned it,…