The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[NPCs]

"I will enact a temporary alleviation," Dau announces abruptly. With no more warning than that, Shisou abruptly finds himself being a plant. Well, a humanoid plant. Flesh and bone turned to vine and branch, blood to sap, a face of bark and flower petals. Their emotions do not disappear but they do shift and alter, becoming more abstract and placid, almost primal and simple with much of the heat and sharpness traded for a faint sense of constant wariness. Most of their organs are gone as well, with their entire body becoming a partially mutable collection of plants in the shape of a human wrapped around a single, utterly precious seed deep in Shisou's chest. 

"What the--" Zevran gapes at the sudden polymorph.

"Ghorians do not have meat bodies," Dau doesn't clarify with a pleased note to his voice. "It will allow rest."

[Shisou]

Shisou tugs free of his restraints, which tentatively let him go as he pulls out; he runs his hands over his body, taking big, ragged breaths as he gets to know his new form. 

"This is... Th-th-this is...." he begins, hesitantly. "B-b-b-b-b-better," he adds, noticing that in place of genitals he has merely smooth leaves, a flower bud. 

[Zevran]

"You're a plant," Zevran says numbly.

"Yes," Dau agrees, sounding rather approving. "If their flesh was the problem, then not being flesh will help."

[Shisou]

"I c-c-c-c-c-an't h-h-h-h-hurt any-o-o-o-one l-l-l-l-like t-th-th-this." Shisou takes a deep breath, then another, visibly calming somewhat. 

[Zevran]

"...you're stuttering again," Zevran notes, brow furrowing as he tries to collect his thoughts.

[Shisou]

Shisou blinks. "I a-a-a-a-am? I m-m-m-mean... wh-when w-w-w-w-as I n-n-n-n-not?"

[NPCs]

"Pre-plant?"

Dau blinks slowly. "Was that not a part of the mental and spiritual damage I was to fix?" He actually sounds concerned about the idea.

[Shisou]

"I-i-i-i-I..." he stammers, sitting back down on the bed. "I... Is this p-p-p-p-p-perm-m-m-man-n-n-ent?"

[NPCs]

"It is not," Dau replies, the leaves of his face rustling. "It will last until sundown or until you step outside the Tree."

[Shisou]

"C-c-c-c-could it b-b-b-b-e?"

[NPCs]

"Wait, you want--"

"A temporary transformation is a simple matter. To make such permanent would require significant effort."

[Shisou]

"I d-d-d-dd-don't w-w-w-want t-t-t-t-to g-g-g-g-go on as I h-h-h-h-h-ave any-m-m-m-m-m-m-more. I d-d-d-d-don't w-w-w-w-w-ant to bb-b-b-b-be a m-m-m-m-m-m-man."

[Zevran]

"Shisou..." Zevran sighs softly, reaching out to take Shisou's hand in his own. He just barely manages to hide his wince at the feel of coarse bark. "It's not healthy to just... escape from things like that. It'll still be there, even if you distance yourself for a time."

[Shisou]

Shisou yanks his rough hand back, shaking his head. "N-n-n-no, I n-n-n-n-ev-v-ver w-w-w-w-wanted t-t-t-to b-b-b-be a b-b-b-b-oy, t-t-t-to b-b-b-b-e b-b-b-b-born th-this w-w-w-way, I don't--- I d-d-d-d-don't e-e-e-ever w-w-w-want t-t-t-t-to h-h-h-h-urt s-s-ss-s-some-one l-l-l-like th-that ag-g-g-gain!"

[Zevran]

Zevran stares a moment, eyes slowly widening as things click into place. "Shisou, did you-- before all this, before we met for instance; did you dislike your body? Specifically the parts that you thought made you seem male?"