by Blaze » Tue Sep 17, 2013 4:51 am
Everything seems present and accounted for, all working as expected. The former Eevee may notice how different this form is from the man he once was, depending on how much he even remembers. Her steps seem smaller, legs closer together. She unconsciously compensates for the weight of her breasts. As she stretches, her tail perks up and her ears twitch. So many various alien sensations...
But, the sword! The metal rasps against the leather sheath as she draws it, the sound clearly audible to her ears. The weight feels right in her hands, the blade, polished, wavy and sharp, an extension of her own arm.