[Thread]Dude looks like a lady
Characters: (OU)Dick Grayson/Nightwing,(OU) Tinya Wazzo/Phantom Girl, Open to Oracle
Where:Om-Tessera..Will move around
When:1st morning of the transformation plot
Summary: Dick and Tinya Wake up to find their genders swapped
Warnings: Hormones..extreme stereotypical gender ideals
Dick woke up with a drawn out yawn, his mind groggy with sleep as he tried to process the fact that he was in fact awake. Sitting up slowly he streached--ok some thing felt weird there. Glancing down slowly a tiny gasp was heard almost like a strangled choking sound--this wasn't happening...no not happening. Blinking he looked down again and outside the room everyone would have heard the scream that was let out..
Tinya's head popped around the corner- probably having been poking around the kitchen in an undying interest she'd been attempting to cover up. But there was something different about her today. Her jawline, maybe, if one was looking hard enough, or the broadness of her shoulders. Except the most obvious difference was her hair. Instead of the long black mane it usually was, it fell in soft waves around her cheekbones, tuffing up in a distinctly masculine way. "Dick, what's-" She paused, taking in the scene in front of her and raising her hand to her mouth. The move looked off, like her body language was mismatched. "Oh sprock..."
Dick stood in the doorway a mortified look on his face--a thin sheet was held tightly over his chest in an unsuccessful attempt to cover up the two new objects he had there. The differences were hardly subtle in dick's appearance, to say drastic would be an understatement. Long dark raven hair tumbled down from his shoulders to just hit the begining of his thighs instead of the short length it was usually cut in, the curves of a 40's pinup model that could rival Huntress replaced his normal muscular physique, his jawline was softened into a feminine line and such features replaced those previously on his face, and of course there was the addition of those two objects...and the subtraction of some others. Dick's eyes went wide as he saw Tinya...she was a man? " T-Tinya is..that you" A more androgynous voice replaced his own yet it was not overly girly...still it wasn't his.
Tinya stepped fully out of her room, revealing a body that was lengthy, thin, obviously toned and very much male. She shuffled weirdly, her balance and way of walking unaccustomed to her new self. "Yeah, it's me..." A hand went into her very short hair, coming through the strands much quicker then expected. Despite all that, a small smile appeared. "Wow, you make a very pretty girl!" She offered.
Stepping out of his room dick held into the sheet for dear life Tinya's comment only seeming to cause him more horror. Reaching up slowly while still holding the sheet with his other hand he ran a hand through her hair. It looked a bit like his own or tims yet her body resembled somewhere between the two, she still looked good in his eyes. Wait she was a guy..why would he..nevermind." Not helping..do you..have a shirt or something I...." Dick looked down at his chest where the sheet was slipping and just barley caught it before it fell all the way.
She still had to look up at him, even if it was just the same inch or so as it was before. Now, though, there was an odd role reversal, and despite the additions and subtractions it was hard not to sigh at the emotion in Dick's eyes and the hand in her hair (she was always a sucker for that). At his request, though, she jumped up. "Of course! Here, Wait a moment..." At that, the female-turned-male ducked into her room, only to reamerge a few moments later with some bras, shirts, panties freshly ordered and some pants. "I hope these fit. If not, I'll request some for you." She was dressed in one of the baggiest t-shirts Dick had ordered her, and a pair of sweatpants. It was the only 'man-ish' thing she owned.
Dick looked at them with a desperately despaired glace but took them without a word besides a thank you as he went in to go get changed. After a while he came out in his suit which still fit well do to its material with huge armful of clothes. " these should help...underwear and all that I just ordered now so its not been used.." Brushing the hair from his face he smiled, his eyes now hidden by the Nightwing mask
Tinya took the clothes, smiling over the pile. "Thank you. Looks like your Nightwing outfit still fits, thought. That's good." She shuffled into her room and returned in a pair of jeans and a plain white t-shirt. Her uniform was a bust with this body [no pun intended]. For a moment, she regarded Nightwing, before making her way over and throwing over a charming grin. "So, did it hurt when you fell from heaven?" Wasn't that how 21st century men courted women? For all she knew about social behavior was hidden in history files, or from old movies the Legion was able to scrounge up. She probably looked ridiculous, but she also seemed to know that judging by the look on her face.
Where:Om-Tessera..Will move around
When:1st morning of the transformation plot
Summary: Dick and Tinya Wake up to find their genders swapped
Warnings: Hormones..extreme stereotypical gender ideals
Dick woke up with a drawn out yawn, his mind groggy with sleep as he tried to process the fact that he was in fact awake. Sitting up slowly he streached--ok some thing felt weird there. Glancing down slowly a tiny gasp was heard almost like a strangled choking sound--this wasn't happening...no not happening. Blinking he looked down again and outside the room everyone would have heard the scream that was let out..
Tinya's head popped around the corner- probably having been poking around the kitchen in an undying interest she'd been attempting to cover up. But there was something different about her today. Her jawline, maybe, if one was looking hard enough, or the broadness of her shoulders. Except the most obvious difference was her hair. Instead of the long black mane it usually was, it fell in soft waves around her cheekbones, tuffing up in a distinctly masculine way. "Dick, what's-" She paused, taking in the scene in front of her and raising her hand to her mouth. The move looked off, like her body language was mismatched. "Oh sprock..."
Dick stood in the doorway a mortified look on his face--a thin sheet was held tightly over his chest in an unsuccessful attempt to cover up the two new objects he had there. The differences were hardly subtle in dick's appearance, to say drastic would be an understatement. Long dark raven hair tumbled down from his shoulders to just hit the begining of his thighs instead of the short length it was usually cut in, the curves of a 40's pinup model that could rival Huntress replaced his normal muscular physique, his jawline was softened into a feminine line and such features replaced those previously on his face, and of course there was the addition of those two objects...and the subtraction of some others. Dick's eyes went wide as he saw Tinya...she was a man? " T-Tinya is..that you" A more androgynous voice replaced his own yet it was not overly girly...still it wasn't his.
Tinya stepped fully out of her room, revealing a body that was lengthy, thin, obviously toned and very much male. She shuffled weirdly, her balance and way of walking unaccustomed to her new self. "Yeah, it's me..." A hand went into her very short hair, coming through the strands much quicker then expected. Despite all that, a small smile appeared. "Wow, you make a very pretty girl!" She offered.
Stepping out of his room dick held into the sheet for dear life Tinya's comment only seeming to cause him more horror. Reaching up slowly while still holding the sheet with his other hand he ran a hand through her hair. It looked a bit like his own or tims yet her body resembled somewhere between the two, she still looked good in his eyes. Wait she was a guy..why would he..nevermind." Not helping..do you..have a shirt or something I...." Dick looked down at his chest where the sheet was slipping and just barley caught it before it fell all the way.
She still had to look up at him, even if it was just the same inch or so as it was before. Now, though, there was an odd role reversal, and despite the additions and subtractions it was hard not to sigh at the emotion in Dick's eyes and the hand in her hair (she was always a sucker for that). At his request, though, she jumped up. "Of course! Here, Wait a moment..." At that, the female-turned-male ducked into her room, only to reamerge a few moments later with some bras, shirts, panties freshly ordered and some pants. "I hope these fit. If not, I'll request some for you." She was dressed in one of the baggiest t-shirts Dick had ordered her, and a pair of sweatpants. It was the only 'man-ish' thing she owned.
Dick looked at them with a desperately despaired glace but took them without a word besides a thank you as he went in to go get changed. After a while he came out in his suit which still fit well do to its material with huge armful of clothes. " these should help...underwear and all that I just ordered now so its not been used.." Brushing the hair from his face he smiled, his eyes now hidden by the Nightwing mask
Tinya took the clothes, smiling over the pile. "Thank you. Looks like your Nightwing outfit still fits, thought. That's good." She shuffled into her room and returned in a pair of jeans and a plain white t-shirt. Her uniform was a bust with this body [no pun intended]. For a moment, she regarded Nightwing, before making her way over and throwing over a charming grin. "So, did it hurt when you fell from heaven?" Wasn't that how 21st century men courted women? For all she knew about social behavior was hidden in history files, or from old movies the Legion was able to scrounge up. She probably looked ridiculous, but she also seemed to know that judging by the look on her face.