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Post by Lord Sebastian Hemmingway on Aug 31, 2011 21:34:00 GMT -5
Sebastian took Tibalt into the sports shop and straight to the changing rooms. He smiled at the other and turned to leave.
"I'll go find you some trunks to try on....you...change in privacy, and I'll come back soon"
He blew the other a kiss, then went to pick out some swim wear for the two of them, content with his new servant and his eagerness to be spoilt.
He wondered what Tibalt would shift into. He hoped it would be some sort of canine, Tibalt had a doggy smell to him which gave Sebastian a bit of an insight, but he couldn't pinpoint it exactly.
He flicked though the trunks, tempted to buy something small and revealing for Tibalt to wear, but decided against it, opting to take a few pairs of blue, purple and back trunks back into the changing rooms.
"Are you done darling? May I come in?"
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Post by Tibalt Harrier on Sept 1, 2011 5:29:48 GMT -5
Tibalt followed Sebastian through the shop, ignoring any weird looks the attendants or customers gave him as they made there way to the changing room. A rather appropriate name for such a room in this situation, the thought made Tibalt smile as Sebastian moved him into a cubicle and told him to change while he went to find trunks. He nodded and blushed a little as his master winked, he was starting to get used to Sebastian's affectionate nature and starting to appreciate it. Sebastian made him feel cared for after so long neglected in a cage. He smiled to himself and took off the shreds of clothing he'd been wearing before crouching on all fours. His body practically spasmed into the change, making it hasty and almost rushed after so long without the privilege. While this made the change faster, it gave Tibalt little time to brace himself for each step of the change and hurt a little more. His feet stretched as his thighs shortened, forming canid legs as his cheekbones elongated and pushed forward. He whimpered softly and once it was over he lay down to recover.
He stretched out and focused on each sense in turn to adjust to being a German Shepherd again. His sight blurred with soft colours and greys, the world bigger now. His hearing was sharper and he could hear Sebastian approaching the changing rooms once more. He could smell him know too; a smell not so unlike the smell of lillies and silk. Smells that reminded him of funerals but also of elegance, beauty and calm. He sat up and listened as he spoke, he could understand human speech in dog form but it took a little more focus to blank out the other noises of the shop. The click of clothes rails, people talking a few yards away and the beep of machinery. He was asking if Tibalt was ready. It was time to find out if Sebastian liked dogs...
He jumped up onto his back legs and grappled with the lock for a moment. Oh, that would have been a good idea, unlock the door before the change while he still had opposable thumbs. He batted at the lock with his large, clumsy paws then gave up and gnawed at the latch to try and push the bolt back. He nudged it with his nose and grappled with it a little more before it finally slid across. He made a small yip of triumph then pushed the door open with his nose, stepping out, tail down out of anxiety but he sat before Sebastian and looked up to him. Hoping to god that he liked dogs.
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Post by Lord Sebastian Hemmingway on Sept 1, 2011 6:18:33 GMT -5
"Tibalt?! My darling Tibalt, is that you?!" Sebastian smiled, elated as he saw the large German Shepard at his feet. He knelt down and fussed the dog, hugging it and ruffling his fur.
"This is wonderful my dear! Why didn't you tell me you were a dog?"
Sebastian couldn't have asked for a better servant, attractive, hard working, perfectly loyal and a canine! He stroked his head lovingly, looking doe-eyed at the other.
"I've picked out some swimsuits I'm sure will fit you.....stay in this form...and I'll go and pay. We'll give you a quick walk, stretch your legs, yes?" Sebastian grinned, then realized the other couldn't speak.
"Okay....." Seb held out his hand to the large dog, "place hand on mine for yes, and keep it on the floor for no."
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Post by Tibalt Harrier on Sept 1, 2011 8:54:44 GMT -5
As Sebastian's features lit up and caused a beautiful grin, Tibalt's nerves settled and he knew that things would be alright. He had not expected Sebastian to be afraid of dogs but one had to be a little cautious with such things. He should have expected this, Sebastian was loving and gentle, perfect for working with dogs, it should have been obvious that he would like Tibalt's animal form. What he hadn't expected with the severe fussing. So his Master not only liked dogs, but loved them. He was enjoying the cuddles a little more in dog form, perhaps propriety didn't cause him so much bother while in his canine form. He leaned against Sebastian and lost himself for a moment, licking his hand as he stopped his fussing. He listened to what Sebastian was saying and would have grinned if he could, a walk sounded superb. He barked and placed his paw in Sebastian's hand in agreement.
But he didn't want to sit by himself while Sebastian paid, he took a small liberty and stuck beside him, walking calmly at his heel like any good dog. There were so many interesting sounds and smells, he caught the faint smell of another dog on Sebastian and looked to him. Perhaps he owned a dog back at the house, that could be fun. Dogs tended to like him both in this form and as a human thanks to his scent, so it shouldn't cause a problem if Sebastian owned dogs already. He stretched out slowly and wagged his tail lazily as he waited for Sebastian.
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Post by Lord Sebastian Hemmingway on Sept 11, 2011 6:28:45 GMT -5
As Tibalt stuck by Seb he gave the canines head a small pat, happy to be close to the other. He paid for the swimming costumes then headed out of the store, again keeping Tibalt close. As they passed a pet shop, Seb grinned and looked down at his dog.
"Hay...how about a collar?" He joked, ruffling the dogs head again. Seb would enjoy this.
As they approached the spa his mind flicked back to Tibalt's current form, and whether he would be allowed even into the building. He decided to chance it, mincing up to the desk, flashing his cash and explaining Tibalt's shifter situation, and that he would soon be human again to enjoy a nice swim and being treated to a full body massage. Sebastian paid and headed to the changing room, Tibalt still in tow, locking a cubical door.
"There you are gorgeous. Change back and we'll go for a swim, jacuzzi, steam room and a little surprise~"
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Post by Tibalt Harrier on Sept 11, 2011 6:56:58 GMT -5
Tibalt sniffed the air as they passed the pet shop and reveled in the smell of dog treats and the leather smell of collars and leads. He had to admit that he rather liked the idea of a collar...as odd at that may seem. It made him feel owned, made him feel like he belonged to someone, he didn't mind if that made him a slave or a belonging. He knew that he was Sebastian's now, and although Sebastian treated him almost as an equal, Tibalt was happy to be owned by such a kind man.
He followed into the confined area of the changing room and Tibalt was surprised to find that Sebastian wanted to be there when he changed back. He shifted uncomfortably for a moment but Sebastian had promised him so much, he couldn't deny the man if he as curious about the change. He nodded slowly with his muzzle and prepared for the change, a little flattered and charmed that Sebastian had called him gorgeous. He let the shift take over his form and soon lay at Sebastian's feet in a small curled up ball as he recovered. The sight couldn't have been pretty but he was surprisingly at ease with having his master close. He didn't feel like he had to hide from him at all.
"Well...now you've seen the best and worst of me." he chuckled softly, then looked down and blushed deeply, "And you've seen me naked now.....that's kind of embarrassing..."
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Post by Lord Sebastian Hemmingway on Sept 11, 2011 16:13:36 GMT -5
Sebastian stroked Tibalt's hair comfortingly as he lay on the floor, recovering from the shift. A small tear pricked the corner of his left eye, rolling down his cheek as Tibalt looked up to him. Though shifting itself was a wonderful skill, Seb had never before experienced viewing a shift in person...He'd never realized just how painful it truly was.
He wiped away the tear swiftly, and pasted a small smile in its place, dismissing the thoughts and memories until he was alone....until he could release his true feelings without the fear of judgment. He was sure he would one day be used to watching the shift, however it was completely new to him today, and the pain he had seen on his poor, dear Tibalt's face had upset him a great deal.
The half-hearted smile remained as Seb listened to Tibalt, watching his every movement. He considered how pretty the other was, his charming features standing out to the vampire,
plus he couldn't help but wonder how Tibalt tasted.
"Dear, darling Tibalt..." Sebastian grinned with a flick of his had, smile a little more natural now.
"It's nothing I haven't seen before." He handed the other a bathing costume to put on then started to undress himself, making no effort to hide himself from the other. Fair was fair, he had seen Tibalt in the all-together, Sebastian was only being reasonable.
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Post by Tibalt Harrier on Sept 11, 2011 16:25:21 GMT -5
Tibalt felt the pain of the shift wash away from him slowly as he reveled in the gentle way Sebastian stroked his hair. He could see a change in the man's smile, something sentimental and feeling. He didn't want to upset his master, but his smile assured him that he had done nothing wrong. Perhaps Sebastian wasn't used to this kind of sight...he was adjusting to the shock; Tibalt should have warned him. Still, Sebastian's smile grew more genuine and he seemed a little cheered up as Tibalt made light of their sudden intimacy.
He took the bathing suit and blushed as that intimacy delved deeper. He didn't know if it was right to look or rude to look away or...oh god and now he was a little flustered. He took a controlled breath and calmed himself. Now don't be daft, Tibalt. It's just the male anatomy...a rather stunning example of the male form but nonetheless. He slipped the bathing suit on and looked to Sebastian; he really was lucky to work for such a man. He smiled and felt around for his glasses. He usually placed them on top of his head while shifting so they would be easy to carry around in dog form. He seemed to have lost them during this particular change. He sighed, well he just had to be thankful that he only really needed them for reading and close up work. He could still see his Master perfectly fine and knew what was going on around him.
"Um sir? I'm sorry to be a bother but I've left my glasses in the other shop. There's no rush but at some point I'll return to the mall to collect them if that's alright." he didn't mind working without his glasses for a day or two, just not for much longer than that or he was prone to headaches, it was a shame no-one had told him that his eyes were a lot brighter and noticeable without the black frames or he would have switched to contacts a while ago.
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