The guards wisely remained quiet when Alptraum left Melusine's lair, carrying the bundle of men's clothes that are no longer appropriate for her to wear. The cloak is heavy enough to keep her tail from wiggling too much, at least, but there's no hiding who she is, since her right hand is still exposed. The men guarding Rosalind's office likewise say nothing, aside from politely saying ma'am when she passes.

Alptraum's ears twitch every time the word 'ma'am' is used to address … her. The entire walk has been nothing but reminders that the body he grew up with is now quite different; from the lack of something in the front, to the tail draped down one pant leg; well, everything feels completely alien and in many ways, uncomfortable. Reaching the office makes her feel no better as her stomach is in a knot as concerns over what her … girlfriend will think of the end result. She takes a deep breath and reminds herself that Kaira can restore the normal Eeee form when needed, but … the Eeee really wonders now if this was the right thing to do. So … she wraps on the doorway just before opening it and peeking in. "Countess?" she says, then marvels at how close her current voice sounds to Rosalind's … and hopes that Rosalind won't run screaming. This is as scary as the first interview…

Rosalind looks up from her desk, and just stares quietly for a moment.  She gets up, and walks around the desk in silence, until she's nearly nose to nose with Alptraum. "I knew it," she finally says. "You make me look fat now! You're all skinny!"

"Now I think I would have preferred you running screaming," Alptraum admits with a sheepish, fangy, smile. "And you're not fat. You're beautiful and pregnant. You'll go back to … this when the children are born."

"That's not the point," Rose says, and pokes Alptraum right in the breast with a finger. "The point is that my consort shouldn't look cuter and younger than me! But other than that, how are you holding up? You haven't gone crazy yet?"

Alptraum blinks. "I'm still your consort even like this?" she asks, mouth agape.

And after finding the poke somewhat painful Alptraum reaches up to rub at the sore spot. The rolling of the soft flesh and the sensations from it cause her ears to play. "I would be lying if I said I wasn't having some difficulties," she admits.

"Well… not in terms of duty… " Rosalind admits, and then shrugs. "Anyway, follow me," she says, and goes to the wall, where she slides open a hidden panel.

Alptraum follows the Countess. A hidden panel comes as no surprise, really, she's pretty sure the castle is full of them. "I think the body looks better on you than it does me," the transformed Eeee tries to offer in a helpful tone.

"Well, you haven't really seen it all yet, have you?" Rose asks, leading Alptraum into… a dressing room! There's even an attached bathroom, and a lounge seat – along with some hanging bars in case the Countess needs to catch a nap. Of course, this wouldn't be a changing room without two full sized mirrors facing one another.

"I've seen quite a bit," Alptraum admits and raises a finger weakly, "And I should warn you, Melusine … augmented it a bit… " This may, in fact, also be the first time Alptraum has ever had a terror of mirrors! Fitting for being a vampire, but … she's not undead!

"What do you mean by augmented?" Rose asks, and starts undressing Alptraum.

"Having you undress me used to be more arousing and less terrifying," Alptraum admits, though she doesn't dare countermand the Countess. "As for how … she gave me a tail. Sort of. you'll see." The last bit carries the tone of someone condemned to death.

Hanging up the cloak, Rose blinks and eyes Alptraum's pant-dress. "What's so bad about a tail?" she asks, but doesn't approach. "You'd better finish undressing yourself. You'll need to get used to the buttons being reversed anyway."

Alptraum sighs softly as she discovers she has to present herself to Rosalind. She never minded doing this when male … but this is just awkward. She heads over to stand in between the two mirrors before the Eeee resumes undressing. It's funny how reversed buttons can cause her to fumble a lot in getting them undone. The shirt is off quickly, but the pants, well, she lingers. The Eeee swallows, then legs then drop to the floor and steps out of them, leaving her quite undressed and between the two mirrors.

The reflection is hard to accept as being herself at first, since she does look just like Rose when they first met – except for the shadow-altered arm, and the silver eyes, and the star-shaped mark between her breasts. Rose lets out a squeak at the sight of the long dragon-headed tail though. "I finally get to see what I really look like from behind, and you went and added a tail with a face?" she asks.

"I didn't add it, Melusine did. And won't remove it!" Alptraum says quickly. "She … used to to store my … male bits so I wouldn't forget what being a male was like. Or … so she claimed!" She can't help but lean to the side to see what she looks like from behind now.

The little dragon is looking right back, admiring itself and preening a bit in the other mirror. "Well, can't we just chop it off?" Rose asks… as she starts getting undressed.

"No! Melusine said I need to to become male again," Alptraum practically squeaks and grabs the tail! "I do prefer being male!"

"So, what do you find wrong about being me then?" the Countess asks, putting her hands on her hips before coming over to stand next to Alptraum before the mirror. She is a little thicker now, and larger in the chest.

"Nothing! I mean, I get to imitate the most beautiful Eeee in the world," Alptraum says, "It's just that I can't, well, be with you while being like this! Well, you know what I mean … I'm not the handsome Eeee you fell in love with."

"Well, I… " Rose says, then stops abruptly. "Your tail is licking my butt."

"That's my job!" Alptraum claims, then blinks. "Really?" she asks and leans to the side to look.

Yes, the tail has lost interest in it's own reflection and is nibbling now on the slightly softer original version of Alptraum's current rear end.

Alptraum 'delicately' tries to pull the tail away from Rosalind's butt. "Behave," she tells it.

It fights back for a moment, but eventually abandons its pursuit.

"So, that's your maleness?" Rose asks. "It's looks bigger now," she adds, trying very hard not to laugh or giggle.

"Sorry," Alptraum tells Rosalind and sighs. "Maybe I should just go ask Melusine to undo all of this." She waves at herself.

"No, no… you'll need to be able to impersonate me," Rose says, recovering. "And… well, it is flattering. Plus, if you ask her to undo it so soon, Melusine might feel offended."

"So far the oddest things, well, outside of the tail, is the weight on my chest and how odd my hips feel," Alptraum explains as she cocks her hips to one side, then the next. "I never realized how much they affect walking."

"You need to roll them," Rose notes, and then demonstrates by walking around. It's like her feet follow an invisible tightrope.

Alptraum tries to imitate the movement and ends up stumbling several times before she imitates the roll only slightly passingly. "I can tell you this … I would have never been able to walk like this while I had, ah, male stuff in front," she admits as she looks down at the vacancy.

"Hmm, you need to get your whole body into it," Rose notes. "Watch my shoulders too. Only my wings should stay steady." She does the walk again, showing how the shoulders need to be thrown back a little, and also move opposite the hips.

"But that pushes out your … oh" Alptraum says, realizing that is entirely the point. She takes a breath then stands up a bit straighter and easing her shoulders back the amount she thinks Rosalind has done. She repeats the slow walk as if on a tightrope, one foot in front of the other, weight mainly on her toes. "Is this better?" she asks.

"Yes, you're doing well," Rose says, nodding. "Just don't look down, or it will throw your shoulders off. How does it feel, having your whole spine move? You should be more flexible now."

Alptraum actually thinks on it and keeps walking in a slow circle, trying to see just how it does feel.

With her spine curving and swaying from side to side now… it's definitely something that wouldn't have worked for a male, where the heavier back muscles limit things.

And for some reason, Alptraum stops at one point and lifts her arms up, then rolls her hips as she's so often seen a belly dancer do. "Ooooh, so that's why women could do this kind of dancing better," the Eeee realizes. "This actually feels pretty good."

"I never tried belly dancing," Rose admits. "My father would have thrown a fit!" she laughs. "At least you won't need earrings, either. Does your chest bother you?" The Countess comes over and feels Alptraum up to see how her breasts are hanging. "They seem pretty firm! I was always proud of that, given my age before I stopped aging… "

"They … " Alptraum says right before she discovers it's very hard to talk while being felt up. "I can feel their weight, but it doesn't bother me too much," she admits. The Eeee then bounces on her feet for a second and adds, "However … the bouncing is a bit, uh, distracting and painful."

"Well, don't bounce," Rose advises. "Otherwise I can fix you up with a corset or brassiere… both of which stop the bouncing but are even more uncomfortable! I'm pretty sure they don't use them in Babel though."

"Uh, can I ask, ah. Would you feel strange if I kissed you now and then while still like this?" Alptraum asks as she looks anywhere but at Rosalind. "I don't want our relationship to suffer while I'm in training as your impersonator."

"Well, it… hmmm," Rose says as she actually thinks about it. "Would it be like kissing myself?"

Alptraum cups Rosalind's cheeks … which reminds her how delicate her hands look now, then kisses Rosalind. It's not short by any means, but when Alptraum releases, she admits, "That … felt strange. Not bad, just … odd."

"Like kissing your sister," Rose notes. "But… well, you can use the dagger to change back, so you could just do that when we're alone."

Alptraum nods. "It was exactly like that," the Eeee admits. "Yes, I guess I'll have to shift back when we're alone. But … given how rare that is, I guess I'll be a woman most of the time." The last bit has Alptraum looking slightly worried.

"Oh, it's not so bad," Rose says, hugging Alptraum from behind… and then squeaking when Little Alptraum does something to her. "Although… hmmm. It's been so long, because of Melusine… that I don't remember the cycle anymore! If it happens, it will probably freak you out a bit, but just remember that it's natural and will stop in a few days."

"Cycle?" Alptraum squeaks in much the same way as Rosalind just did. "What cycle? What will happen? A few days?" The new woman sounds … panicked!

"It's okay!" Rosalind says, trying to calm Alptraum down. "It's just that… every few weeks, the inner lining of your uterus swells up with tissue when you're about to ovulate, and… " From there, the details just get more horrifying.

Alptraum's jaw is hanging open and her eyes are wide in abject terror. "I'm going to bleed and ooze fleshy bits from down there?!" she asks and waves right at her newly constructed genitalia. "Then that also means I could get pregnant?!" she asks, her voice getting even higher. "I don't even know how to pee and I have to worry about that?!"

"Well, yes, in theory," the Countess says, squeezing Alptraum's arms to try and calm her. "But you're not going to be fooling around with any Eeee men, right? That's what Mave's for!"

"I hope not!" Alptraum asserts and crosses her arms over her chest. Well … there's a new sensation too, squished breasts. "I intended to travel in guise as a Yodhsunala, and no one flirts with them."

And as Alptraum looks down, she remarks, "I have cleavage."

"You never noticed that I have that?" Rose asks.

"I fell in love with your mind," Alptraum claims. " … plus the white scar makes it more visible… "

"Well, remember… you can make a shadow-suit to serve as 'support' wear too," Rose notes.

"Oh, right! I forgot about that," Alptraum admits. "Which is rather sad given my arm still looks like the skin was peeled off," she adds and looks at her right arm and wiggles said fingers.

"Well, long gloves will fix that," Rose notes. "I wear them often with dresses."

Alptraum looks as if she's about to ask something and then her ears splay. "Okay, can you, uhm, tell me how to pee without making a mess?" she actually asks and glances towards the bathroom. "I think I need to go. And I cannot believe I just asked that."

"You just… sit down," Rose says. "There's no trick… "

"Really? Then why do women get all embarrassed about someone watching them?" Alptraum asks, "I thought there was … well, more to it."

"Most people are embarrassed about letting others watch them make water," Rose notes dryly. "Although I suppose boys have contests for distance or something… "

"Well, yes," Alptraum answers and walks into the bathroom. At least she remembered the way to roll her hips and hold her shoulders. The door closes behind her. After a few seconds, Rosalind can hear her say, "This is weird!"

The Countess just rubs at her face while Alptraum is learning how to use the toilet again. "Why are men so helpless about everything," she mutters.

Another minute passes, then Rosalind can hear a surprised squeak, then Alptraum say, "Don't lick me there!" A very annoyed-looking Alptraum comes out of the bathroom with her tail in her left hand. "This is going to drive me crazy!" she complains and lightly shakes the little dragon head at Rosalind.

Rose bites back an obvious comment, and says instead, "All women learn how to deal with… things like that. You just have to know how to handle it."

Alptraum sighs and lets the tail go … and it promptly coils around her leg. "So … besides the tail, are you happy with the result?" she asks and spins around once more for Rosalind. "As odd as it is, I feel like I'm helping you again by offering a very good duplicate for when you're showing significantly," she admits, "Helping other than just being your incredibly sexy consort, that is."

Rose grins, and says, "I like it… at least for now." She reaches out to pinch Alptraum's side. "But once I'm really showing, I will be jealous! Just so you know what to expect."

"Well, there is one thing to remember when you're feeling jealous," Alptraum notes and even offers a small smile.

"And just what is that?" Rose asks, crossing her arms.

"Cramps and bleeding," Alptraum explains and looks a bit ill at the thought. "At least you still won't have that. And … I guess you expect me to remain this way throughout your pregnancy?"

"Well, not all the time," Rose notes. "Only if I need to make an appearance where people know what I look like."

"I also want to try something if you don't mind? I want to see how I will look with white hair; since I will travel under Yodhsunala disguise," Alptraum says then furrows her brow in concentration. Her right hand also clenches up as she tries to just change her black hear-hair stark white, as would be expected of a Yodhsunala.

Given that Alptraum has done this before, it isn't too difficult to achieve the desired effect. "You could just bleach it," Rose points out, however.

Alptraum returns to the mirrors to get a good look. The next minute or so Alptraum tries out several facial expressions, all of them a variant of angry or disapproving. "This should work well," she finally decides and nods in approval. "I could, yes, I just wanted to see," she notes as she shakes out her hair … and black flows back along it, returning her to a near duplicate of Rosalind. "So … am I allowed to sleep in your chamber still?" Alptraum now asks and sounds honestly worried the answer might be no.

"Of course," Rose says, and then notes, "Behind me though. I'm not sure I trust your tail yet. Maybe Mave has something to put it to sleep?"

"Mave or Snow," Alptraum says, "Which means … I need to go see both of them. Oh … Gods." She covers her face with her hands and sighs. After composing herself, she says, "I'll be okay. What's the worst either could actually do to me?"

"Well… I suppose that depends on how much your brain is still male," Rose notes, tapping a claw to her chin. "Either one could melt it if it is."

"I … don't know how much," Alptraum says. "You still look beautiful and sexy to me. But … kissing you wasn't as, well, arousing," she admits. "Like you said, it was like kissing a sister. Is there anything you think I should ask either Snow or Mave about? Or tests to perform?"

"I… don't know what to suggest," Rose says, scratching at her head. "I'm sure they can at least help you relax more with your body."

"That's what I'm afraid of," Alptraum admits. There's a devious smile on her lips next and she asks, "So, think I should visit Mave in a nice dress? I wonder if I could actually surprise her."

"You can try," Rose suggests with a grin. "Let's see what I have here in my emergency wardrobe… "

"Just don't ask me to tuck my tail inside," Alptraum notes as she nods. After Rosalind gives her a really strange look, she adds, "Long story. Now, let's see what you've got… " And so Alptraum and Rosalind head into the clothes to look. It's then another oddity does strike her; she still feels love for Rosalind, there's no denying it; the warm 'fuzzy' just being close to her is still there. But there are differences, she realizes, when her thoughts about how Rosalind's body curves don't induce certain reactions, but instead have her thinking more on clothing fit and how to make use of movement and gesture to encourage others to do what she wants. "Maybe Melusine did alter my mind too," she finds herself thinking. But before she can think on it too much, that blasted tail just licked her again! At least one part of her new body still acts male. This is going to be a long, long, trip…