Loli's Curse: The Roleplay

[Marky]

Greg glances over toward Rick, worriedly, hoping that nothing will happen from doing that. After a few moments of thinking, Greg, noticing that Allen left, follows the rest of the group to the next room.

[Zoei]

Ben works his way downstairs having cut off from the rest of the group looking to see what's going on in the basement/Cellar*

[Florina]

All of a sudden, the door to the ballroom slammed shut, locking on its own accord - trapping everyone inside. Out of nowhere, music began to play - a slow waltz that almost made one picture gallantly dressed males taking elegantly-garbed women across the floor at a great ball. The chandelier seemed to shimmer, casting beautiful light across the room. To the group's left was a large rack with several tuxedoes, to the right several mannequins bearing a wide variety of ball gowns, all shapes and sizes. The light from the chandelier seemed to focus on the stage...

"I think... We're supposed to dance," the demoness giggled demurely, a blush coming to her cheeks.
I must say... I've attended my fare share of balls, but never as a woman, he mused across the mental link.

[AshK]

(so is everybody in the ballroom now?)

[Marky]

((Everyone except for Ben, I think. Not sure, really.))

Looking back behind him, Greg tries his best to open the door back up.

[Nosnits]

"Good thing I'm not dancing." He mutters to himself, not joinning any dancing that's going on. "That's another potential death trap.

[AshK]

*Allen looks over to the one that just spoke.*

"That sounds like a good idea. I am not going to dance either." Allen says.

[Florina]

The demoness simply shrugs, indicating the door beyond the stage (which had similarly closed and locked). "Something tells me we're not getting any farther if we don't," she said. "Our options are a tad limited... Even if there is a risk of change, it's really our only option."

[Zoey]

"Two ball rooms in one mansion? Exactly how big is this place?" says Rick as he looks around the place.

[AshK]

"I don't know how to dance." Allen says.

[Marky]

Greg sighs, giving up on the door, and turning to Elvira. "I will not accept that that is our only option." Looking around, Greg notices the windows, and immediately sets off to look for something that might possibly be used to break one of them.

[Zoey]

"Who said we have to dance? We have better things to worry about..." says Rick as he stands in the center of the ball room and looks around trying to spot anything suspicious.

[Rena]

"I know I certainly have no intention of dancing, either." Devin muttered, although being the girl she was, Allison seemed to disagree as she looked over the dresses like a puppy hunting it's prey. Lily had also wandered over, and was frivolously looking for something in her tiny size.

In the meantime, Rick had been feeling a little bit weird ever since putting out the fire. It was like the dirt and grime was getting to him. Little had he noticed, that ever since putting out that fire, his body hair had been slowly receding, while the blond hair on his head had been extending. At the point that the music had begun playing in the ballroom, the hair was already at his shoulders. The second Elvira mentioned dancing, however, the ensuing changes began to occur at an alarming rate. There was a sudden drop in his height, taking him from 5'12" to 5'9" in nearly an instant, while his body began to shed weight upon weight until his had a ridiculously thin body. Of course, this came at the cost of his physique, and his muscles diminished as well. His body, now smooth and hairless from the hair having receded, continued to change drastically. He had a ridiculous pressure build in his chest as it pushed out into two breasts that easily rivaled Elvira's in size. The sudden new assets pulled his polo upwards, revealing a definitely feminine midriff. His hands and feet became delicately small, all the while his hips and butt both flared out drastically. The final physical change occurred when the bulge against his now ridiculously tight jeans faded away into nothingness, and her new face softened into one that was highly sexy and feminine, her blond hair falling all the way to her butt.

The clothes she was now wearing obviously of no use for a girl, the outfit began to take a much more appropriate shape for their wearer. Rick's white polo crept back down to cover her stomach and fuse with the pants, while the material slid over her breasts and created a massive amount of cleavage, frills everywhere around the edges with a little pink bow. The sleeves of the polo began to puff out, turning a robin egg blue, and once again frilly as his jeans pulled upwards into the skirt of a dress, also turning frilly and robin egg blue in colour. A white apron was seemingly dropped over her and tied tightly, the apron being, indeed, frilly. Her white socks rose up to the point where they were thigh highs, accenting her sexy legs as her shoes transformed into black heels. The finishing touches came in the form of a frilly white collar with a pink bow weaved around, and a frilly white headband.

Lily, being the first to notice and recognize the role, exclaimed: "Rick is our maid!?"

"Err... maybe we better dance." Devin sighed, as he had assumed Rick's transformation was punishment for them not dancing right away, as opposed to the fact that it was caused by putting out the fire.

[AshK]

*Allen does the same thing.*

[Evra]

evra blinks as the door had slammed as he looks over at the comment about the maid his eye twitched as he backed away from the group looking for someway out looking for some other door or something