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M!A: For 48 hours, Neiros has a no-inhibitions clone of himself. His sign is emblazoned on the neck of the clone, marking ownership, and the clone must obey Neiros's command. Otherwise, it is free to do what it wants, provided it doesn't leave the ship. What if everything... wasn't ... a drag?
Neiros is absently crocheting squares when his husk goes off, letting the repetitive motions work him into an almost meditative trance. He grumbles and sets everything to the side to look at the offending message, just in case it's someone who needs him to bring them medicine while Castor is busy.
...An anon is most decidedly not a medical emergency, though. And he frowns at the clone as he pops into existence. Man, what a drag. That cheerful grin just looks wrong on his face.
"...Ugh, okay. Two days, we can deal with this. Just... don't shoot anyone."
...He should probably warn the crew that there's two of him, but also the look on Faersi's face... No, he'll be responsible if only because this means there's an extra mouth to feed at the moment.
M!A: Neiros! You are trapped in a short little french maid dress for two days. You cannot remove it with the exception of bathroom needs. If you attempt to, it will reappear on your body. It's magically attuned, comfortable, and just the right temperature.
M!A: Neiros gets swapped to a Jayblood for three days!
(For mun Reference, Jay is the deepdweller neonblood colour! This would make him a seadweller)
M!A: Faersi and Neiros each recieve a replica of their own bulge made of silicone. This toy is special, as when touched, they can feel the touch on themselves! Best for handing off to a partner or keeping tucked away for personal time. Each toy comes in a velvet box that negates all feeling when placed inside.
M!A Neiros, you get a basket! It contains a bottle of juice in your favorite flavor, a few cinnamon cookies, and most importantly, a packet of ten anon passes in paper form. Additionally there is a one-size-fits-all collar that pauses anons for the duration it is worn. An instruction slip is included in the basket, explaining the contents.
M!A: Poriva! You are now trapped in a short virgin killer sweater dress. The dress is magical and will always keep you at a perfect comfortable temperature, is soft wool, and cannot get dirty. You cannot add pants or other accessories that touch the dress or they'll simply fall off, including pants. You are stuck in this dress without the ability to remove it for two days, but after that, it can be removed and put on at your leisure. While you can change the color of the dress at will, you cannot shapeshift it otherwise.
M!A: Faersi! It's nice being in a new place filled with soon-to-be friends, right? You're now in heat for the next week, and give off an irresistible scent to those nearby you. You can't wash it off, but you can maybe mask it with colognes.
M!A: Kro! For three days you switch bodies with Moon. :)
Mun's note! For convenience's sake, this will last only a single day instead of three.
Kro's fin twitches as his phone goes off, but he ignores it for the moment. It's not the ringtone for any of his kids or Eirene, so it's not important. He's busy in Lux's kitchen right now, making some brownies for his wonderful palesprit and the kiddos while dinner simmers on the stove.
He needs the distraction, what with two of his kids having run off to be pirates, even if technically they're the future versions of his kiddos. It's still stressful and worrying, and he really needs something to take his mind off of things, so. Cooking for one of the two most handsomest men he knows. Right now his priorities are dinner and cuddles with the boyfriend, the message can wait.
...Right up until it can't.
It happens in a blink. One moment he's reaching for the mixing spoon to stir in some chocolate chips into the brownie batter, the next his fingers are jamming into a keyboard hard enough to cause a keysmash and he hastily pulls the appendage back.
"What the fuck?!" ...Wait a minute, that's not his voice.
Kro freezes, slowly taking in his body and surroundings. This isn't Lux's kitchen, this is some sort of computer lab or something. This definitely isn't his body, he's shorter than usual and with too much hair pulled into braids. Eventually, wide eyes land on not Lux, but Red, and Kro lets out a groan as things click into place.
That wasn't a random DM or group chat notification. It was a fucking anon. And apparently a body-swap one at that.
"Oh, son of a bitch! This is Kronos. Who's body am I in?"
M!A: Poriva! For two days you're now flatchested but have all the junk in your trunk, if you know what I mean. Have fun with none of your clothes fitting right, and no, you can't shapeshift your way out of this one!
M!A Eph: You’re alive every ~ other ~ hour for 8 hours. Don’t linger inside any walls, okay hun ~? :) Enjoy ~!
M!A Ivy: You are now a rubyblood! Lasts 3 days~! :) Enjoy ~
M!A: Kro! For three days, you have a plushie body. You have soft felt for skin, you have cotton for insides, you don't need to eat. You can't get hurt, but if you're cut, your stuffing will come loose. You'll need to be stitched back up! Although the form you take will depend on your mun, you will still be recognizable as yourself.
M!A: Faersi's younger self is swapped with his older self. Poriva gets the message, and will know that it last only 48 hours. Once it's over, the two swap back.
Poriva’s fin twitches as her palmhusk dings at her, frowning slightly. She...wasn’t expecting any messages at the moment?
She pulls it out curiously to check the message, only to gasp in surprise once she’s read it. Faersi’s here? Faersi’s here!!!
Her eyes widen in shocked happiness. Yes, yes yes yes! Her brother, twin, eggmate!
She purrs loudly for a moment, pleased with this development, before deciding to track down her wayward twin in order to spend as much time with him as she possibly can before he goes back to the proper point in the timeline.
Pupils slitted, Poriva stalks through the house, intending to sneak up on her twin. She finds him in the grotto, tail twitching as she shifts to a smaller form to sneak in close.
Sneak, sneak, sneak... POUNCE!
As she leaps at him, she shifts back to normal, going straight for her brother’s earfin to latch onto him with both her arms around his torso, and her teeth in his ear.
“SEA SEA!!!”
Faersi yelps as they topple into the pool, reflexively twisting to bite Poriva in return. When he realizes who, exactly, is biting him though, he lets go of his sister’s ear in shock, eyes wide as he wraps his arms around his twin.
”River? River! I missed you! Where have you been? And what happened, I was just in the garden with Neiros, why are we in the grotto now?”
Time to explain to her twin that they’re in the past, and also that this reunion is only temporary. And then let Poppa know the Faersis got switched and call out of work with Eri. No way is she missing a second of time she could be wrapped around her other half.
M!A: Hello Kro! You now have luxurious flowing majestic locks of hair for two days! For this duration, each time you try to cut it, it's just going to grow back even longer :)
Have fun!!!!
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