The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[NPCs]

"Will you require fat deposits of a particular size?"

Zevran chokes softly, then covers his mouth. 

[Shisou]

"F-f-f-ff-at? N-n-n-n-n-no." A pause. "B-b-b-b-but f-f-f-f-for m-m-m-m-my a-a-a-amulet's b-b-b-b-build, sm-smaller is g-g-g-g-ood."

[NPCs]

"Do you wish for your womb to be functional?" 

[Shisou]

"Y-y-y-y-yes."

[NPCs]

"Life that can create life is harder," Dau explains, nodding. "But very possible. Please think of the shape you wear while using the amulet." When Shisou instinctively does so, Dau gestures to the side. A vine thrusts upwards, then peels back into a flower that holds a three foot tall model of Shiori. A very detailed, full color and nude model of Shiori that's slowly turning and twisting in place to show off every angle.

[Shisou]

The model is petite, like Shisou; about the same height, though it's hard to tell from the smaller model, but with longer hair, and small but clearly present breasts. She has pubic hair, unlike Coquette: dark, coarse, and curly, it hides much of her vulva, but Shisou turns bright red with it on display. Her aereolas are dark and broad, her nipples perky and dark. Her ass is finely toned but relatively flat, as well. She looks, in essence, like a young woman, nothing out of the ordinary but clearly related to Shisou. 

[Zevran]

Dau hums softly as he studies the model. Zevran on the other hand, leans in towards Shisou and murmurs, "you're a rather fetching young woman. Slim, almost dainty yet toned and fit. And I like your hair." A wicked smile. "All of it."

[Shisou]

Shisou's blush only deepens, but there's a hungry yearning in his eyes, mixed with a sense of... loathing? Oh, probably self-loathing. That would make sense. 

[Zevran]

"This shape seems very attainable," Dau finally announces. "The use of the amulet as a template will make the process easier, though it will not be a perfect duplication. Do you wish for the remaining physical damage to be removed as well? Including the magical damage?"

[Shisou]

"Remaining... wh-wh-wh-at d-d-d-am-m-m-ag-g-e r-r-r-r-re-m-m-m-a-a-ains?"

[NPCs]

Dau hums softly, a learned habit he's adopted because mortals grow unnerved when a being just goes still and silent to think. "There is scarring on your back that will not respond to typical healing. Your overall frame and musculature are diminished due to environmental factors during your growth. There are also lingering taints and minor weaknesses upon you of a fell nature. Likely proximity to fell rituals or those that used them regularly. Possibly remnants of maledictions." Dau blinks slowly. "One might suspect someone wished your death during your childhood but was not very dedicated to that outcome."

[Shisou]

Shisou nods, slowly. "Th-th-the s-s-s-scar-r-r-ring m-m-m-m-m-ight b-b-b-be n-n-n-nice, and the-the t-t-t-tt-aint s-s-s-ssounds b-b-b-b-bad."

[NPCs]

"Is it possible to determine what or how this rainy came about?" Zevran asks, eyes narrowing.

"Not without extensive study." At Zevran's scowling nod, Dau focuses back on Shisou. "Removing the scars will also correct the stunted growth. Are there any other concerns or requests?"

[Shisou]

Shisou hesitates, then shakes his head. "N-n-n-n-o. H-h-h-h-how m-m-m-much....?"

[Zevran]

Dau hums, then nods. "Considering." With that, both he and the model of Shiori flow back into the normal plant life in the area. 

Zevran stares a moment, then shakes his head. "Strange little being. Polite. But strange." He shakes his head again before turning to look at Shisou. "How are you doing? With having this chance so suddenly and... and everything else?"