Community [Feb25 Event Amilia x Gunhild]

[Femboy]

Daddy Dream
( Taking place in the Ballroom )
Features Gunhild and Amilia

Gunhild
1

(Titles: Beast, Fae, Large, Thoroughly Petted, Rockologist, Otherworlder (Isekai'd), Caelia Shrine Ally, Heavy-Duty Labourer, Incompetent, Speech-Delayed, One with Lymantraius Rex)
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Languages: Common, {Sylvan}, <Beastial>, |Abyssal|

Ah, a classy location. Beautiful music playing in the background, banquets of delicious food, the pure aura of grace and finesse in the air. It was perfect, everything, exact to such glorious detail. Fit for the most highest and noble, this place truly felt like royalty belonged here. It was fantastical and magical...

And then for some reason, despite all odds, for some reason, a random lizard woman had ended up in some speed-dating event where she now suddenly for some reason found herself in this extremely fancy place. Being shrunk down to 2' tall with her [Size Change (E)] capabilities, Gunhild... comprehend the scenario. Blankly staring and flicking her gaze around, she sat on the floor wondering where she was or what she was supposed to do, before aggressively scampering off to climb up a wall since it had attracted her interest. She had [Climbing], she'd be fine, and it wasn't her first time doing such.

Staring at the floating chandeliers, their unknown ability to magically fly confused her so much that she had been completely ignoring the free boatloads of food present. Clinging to the wall like some wild lizard, she launched herself at one of the chandeliers and aggressively flailed her legs as she struggled to reach or get a good grip on it, though it would prove not enough as she immediately dropped and plummeted.

Squealing like a tiny child, she dropped like a rock and crashed back down on the floor, presumably next to where her speed-date partner Amilia would be, who the little lizard would start spinning and flailing on the ground to get back on her feet. Sitting like a small puppy, she'd stare up at Amilia and tilt her head.

"Who'ses you'ses? Do silly fancy-place do? Birthed magic fancy-place do... Gunhild is Gunhild. Gunhild do Gunhild do, hellos fren. Is do? Do a do? Yes? Hellos" Gunhild introduced, questionable whether the tiny one hit her head really hard on the drop down, though she was staring at Amilia like a little pet. Scampering around and sprinting small circles around the woman's legs, she'd eventually fall over on her side and continue staring at her with small purrs as she kicked her stubby scaly limbs about.​

 

[Daddy Dream]

Amilia - F

Amilia felt like she was thrown into the ocean in the middle of the storm. First she was walking down the street, going on a shopping spree for new clothes, then she was yoinked off the street and into a room with a large group of diverse individuals. She spotted a few familiar faces, but before she could approach them, the host of event she was pulled into explained the dynamics of the thing before she was yet again pulled into another room. This time, it was a grand ballroom, fitted with romantic atmosphere and fancy dresses. She looked down at herself and noted that her once comfy street clothes were altered to an elegant looking, black gown. It was flowy with a bit of lace, something she had bought while shopping and was impressed at how this event had changed her.

"What an interesting change of events. After I just escaped a mission, I am thrown into another event."

She sighed and looked around, remembering she was partnered up with someone for this event. She couldn't remember who she was with or what they looked like, but her curiosity was answered when someone came crashing down from above right next to her. She readjusted her hair and looked down at the overly excited lizard scampering around her feet, her concern for if they were okay disappearing. She found the individual interesting, and sort of adorable, but being in this setting she bit her lip and kneeled down once they calmed down.

"Hello there. I take it your name is Gunhild, my name is Amilia. Are you my partner for this event? You look quite adorable, do you know what to do here?"

Spoiler: Amilia's Dress/Hair

 

[Femboy]

Daddy Dream
Gunhild
2

(Titles: Beast, Fae, Large, Thoroughly Petted, Rockologist, Otherworlder (Isekai'd), Caelia Shrine Ally, Heavy-Duty Labourer, Incompetent, Speech-Delayed, One with Lymantraius Rex)
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Languages: Common, {Sylvan}, <Beastial>, |Abyssal|

Gunhild laid on her side as she looked Amilia up and down, apparently the lady's choice of clothes whether she was supposed to be wearing them or... whatever this place was and put her in, did feel like it fit the whole Ballroom aesthetic. Quite the opposite for herself who looked like a lower-class financially struggling child who had been outside playing in the grass for the last five minutes.

Grumbling quietly and processing the information she heard, Gunhild nodded at one thing.
"Gunhild is Gunhild. Hellos Amimi's, Gunhild heres... " Gunhild introduced as she looked around for a moment, wondering where everyone else could've went off to. Weird. They were missing out on a whole ton of food just right there, sucks to suck. Either way, Gunhild was pretty ecstatic to hear that Amilia thought she was adorable, sometimes it felt like nobody was nice enough to give her just one measly compliment for how much she did. Who needed riches and fame when the simplicity of being a good girl was all one could want in life?

"Gunhild no know. Gunhild thinkies frens-do times. Do frens, yesses. Is guds, frens gud do. Gunhild do all frens do, Gunhild goodest bestest Gunhild, all frens Gunhild frens. Amimimimimi do frens? Plisses, plissies, yesses, do, yesses, Amimimamimi!" Gunhild asked, they had for a moment seemed like they calmed down though waddled their stubby self to Amilia's leg and laying upright against it to stare straight deeply into the other woman's eyes with both desperation and determination. Grumbling small noises that sounded like purrs with the occasional ' mirp', she gestured to the banquet with her tiny hand.

"Foods good, Gunhild likes foods. Gunhild and Amimimi do food, yesses? New frenses?" Gunhild invited, a small smile on her face as she wagged her tiny tail. If this entire thing was an excuse to make new friends, Gunhild was all about it. Maybe she'd get to meet some new friends to appreciate her and get pets and praise and huggled and all the thingies!​

 

[Daddy Dream]

Amilia - F

"Come, let us feast until we pop, yes?"

Amilia chuckled, having been use to such manor of speech and behavior before, and stood. She reminded her of a long lost friend, a small and mischievous baby dragon that loved playing tricks like a fae to get what she wanted. Amilia saw a bit of her in Gunhild, and therefore, wanted to just watch her be happy.

"Come, why dont you lead the way?"

Amilia ignored all the stares coming their way, only shooting a murderous glare out towards the crowd when Gunhild wasn't paying attention. Her protective nature swept over the small one in her company and she wasn't going to have anyone ruin her bit of joy. As she followed her partner to the food table, she snagged a glass of wine from a waiter's tray and sipped on it as she watched. If this event was about making connections, well Amilia was already finding the little one quite appealing, especially the nickname Amimi.

"So, Gunhild, where do you stay at? And what does your little body do? You look too small to be an adventurer, but I have been proven wrong before."

 

[Femboy]

(Mobile post, might have errors)
Daddy Dream
Gunhild
3

(Titles: Beast, Fae, Large, Thoroughly Petted, Rockologist, Otherworlder (Isekai'd), Caelia Shrine Ally, Heavy-Duty Labourer, Incompetent, Speech-Delayed, One with Lymantraius Rex)
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Languages: Common, {Sylvan}, <Beastial>, |Abyssal|

Gunhild furiously wagged her tiny tail as she got excited over the prospect of a new friend that wanted to do things with her, sprinting and spinning in random circles and directions in front of and around Amilia as she got overexcited and burned energy. She’d also feel more hungry after all.

“Yesyesyesses, good do! Good foods is good do. Gunhild good, Gunhild do good do’s. Happies Gunhild do, is happies frens do, happies Amimimi do a happies do” Gunhild delighted, snuffing and uttering small reptilian snarls and growls in a light and chipper tone. It probably sounded like gravelly high-pitched chirping more than anything.

Her tiny legs working overtime to get her running to nowhere and somewhere at the same time, she eventually got to the banquet table. Gunhild hadn’t been paying any attention to the glancing strangers, usually fancy people found her ways of life gross, childish and idiotic. Gunhild never truly understood fancy peoples, were they never satisfied enough with simple things like friends and affection? Those were the only things one truly should strive for.

“Foods tabel” Gunhild pointed at, looking to Amilia as the GPS (Gunhild Pathfinding Service) had successfully gotten them to their destination. For a moment, she thought about Amilia’s questions.

“Gunhild do go all places, withs Miyuki-floofa. Miyuki Gunhild’s bestestest fren all times! Gunhild stayses Stonetownplace. Withs Miyuki ands Prettybirdie ReguLady ands Beeg Metalmanses!! Is goods, is bestest” Gunhild answered with a cheerful grin on her face, glancing to the food for a moment before back at Amimi.

“Gunhild no smol, Gunhild is beeeeghild, beeg good girl, stronkest Gunhild!” Gunhild insisted, scooting away to prove her point. Having plentiful space, Amimimi would be able to witness Gunhild use [Size Change] to turn to a hulking 16’, not stopping as she increased even further to a 30’ behemoth. Loudly bumping her head against the ceiling, she sat on the floor like the world’s biggest puppy.

“Sees, Gunhild do all helps, Gunhild goodest Gunhild. Smols and smol frens ares smols and breaky, Gunhild no wanties hurt smols, is bad do, no do… Gunhild wanties huggies ands cuddlies ands pets, no meansies. Gunhild likesies ands helpsies smols. Smols say Beeghild scaries, monster, Gunhild not monster…” Gunhild answered somewhat dejectedly, in a much lower tone and stronger voice. Looking to the banquet, she’d scoop up food in a single hand and put it into her mouth, laying forward onto the floor with her head resting directly on the floor, her large yet soft baby-blue eyes watching Amilia.​

 

[Daddy Dream]

Amilia - F

"Your friends sound awesome, and quite the company. How long have you known each other?"

She was curious about the kinds of people who would care for the small one. They sounded like good people with how excitedly she spoke of them. But her thoughts were interrupted when Gunhild expressed that she wasn't small, but was in fact big. Amilia was puzzled by this and tilted her head before she had to act quickly and skip back a few paces.

"Oh, oh wow!"

She watched as the once tiny Gunhild grew to a monstrous 30' tall behemoth. A smirk came across her lips when the party goers were shouting, screaming, and running away. Watching at the adorable thing stuffed her mouth with most of the banquets food table, Amilia raised her hand and beckoned for Gunhild to shrink smaller.

"Come, come, you've made quite the entertaining scene. Look at you, so big. But, its hard to talk to you being so big, could you become smaller again?" She spoke in soft tones and waved her hand again to offer a head pat. "Plus, its hard to ruffle your hair when you're way up there, I can't reach your head."

 

[Femboy]

Daddy Dream
Gunhild
4

(Titles: Beast, Fae, Large, Thoroughly Petted, Rockologist, Otherworlder (Isekai'd), Caelia Shrine Ally, Heavy-Duty Labourer, Incompetent, Speech-Delayed, One with Lymantraius Rex)
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Languages: Common, {Sylvan}, <Beastial>, |Abyssal|

Gunhild nodded about her friends, they indeed were awesome. Hesitating for a moment as she tried to think about it. Stating a number or time frame was a little bit out of the picture for the lizard.
"Beeg times" Gunhild stated as her best answer, holding her hands to gesture how big of a times it was.
"Though Miyukis ALL-TIMES, all the times, yesses" she added, with a smile and wag of her tail.

As she calmly shoved food into her mouth, she blankly looked around at the totally-real smols screaming and panicking about in fear, falling reluctant as it appeared as if she had caused a lot of panic. Oh noes, Regula had warned her of doing this kind of thing, and she did it anyway. A rather upset expression appeared on the lizard, grumbling softly as her gaze flicked around before back to Amilia.
"N-no, no's, Gunhild no bad, Gunhild no scaresies do... " Gunhild softly mumbled, although feeling like it wasn't helping at all. Falling a little nervous and scared that she was going to get into some major trouble, she promptly shrunk back down to her 2' size as the tiny lizard began huddling to herself and flicking a panicked stare around the room.

"Gunhild no do bad... " she insisted again, looking back to Amilia with bold puppy-eyes and instinctively scuttling over to her. Still rather nervously staring around the room about the trouble she caused, she rubbed her head against Amilia's leg before staring up at her.

"Gunhild sorrys... Gunhild do bad... Gunhild no meanie, no scaries... " Gunhild whimpered softly, reaching up with her tiny claws in a desperation to be acknowledged or picked up. Hoping that it'd help make her not be so scary, she'd utilise her super-secret [Fur Growth] technology to go poof into a little white floofy ball of a lizard. Staring at Amilia, she continued to flail her tiny hands for attention and gave pleading eyes, muttering quiet and upset high-pitched whines.​

 

[Daddy Dream]

Amilia - F

"Gunhild, don't mind them. They are insignificant and powerless."

Amilia leaned down and lifted up the now fluffy lizard. She was a bit disheartened by how bummed the little one had gotten, and gave her a warm smile. She was too innocent for this place, and started to walk over to a different food table. loading a plat full of delicious treats as she talked.

"You hold a grand power, one that people misunderstand. They fear it because they are weak and you are strong, and that is okay." She ruffled her hair and lifted up the plate full of food, carrying the two out to a balcony. "However, if you are happy being big and strong or small and cute, that is all that matters. Now, lets have you sit here."

Amilia sat Gunhild on a chair at the outside table and placed the plate of food in the middle of the table, but closer to her, before taking a seat in the other chair. The evening air had a comforting springtime coolness to it, followed by a breeze filled with the scent of sea and flowers. She looked to the night sky and took in a deep, relaxing breath, wondering when she was able to return to her lost manor and gaze upon her ancient treasures once more. She looked at Gunhild once more and wondered what it would have been like if she would have skipped this timeline and went to a different one. Maybe she would have been able to keep her powers, home, and treasures.

 

[Femboy]

Daddy Dream
Gunhild
5

(Titles: Beast, Fae, Large, Thoroughly Petted, Rockologist, Otherworlder (Isekai'd), Caelia Shrine Ally, Heavy-Duty Labourer, Incompetent, Speech-Delayed, One with Lymantraius Rex)
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Languages: Common, {Sylvan}, <Beastial>, |Abyssal|

The disappointed lizard waited to be picked up, gently leaning her head against Amilia and watching her and her actions as she spoke and collected food for them. Grumbling and chirping quietly, Gunhild remained quite content in the peaceful circumstance of being caringly held and spoken to. It brought comfort and the feeling of protection and being loved amongst the chaos of the startled guests.

Taken to the balcony, she'd do a little spin upon being placed on a seat as she stared at her surroundings, before back to Amilia. Getting an idea, she'd regurgitate part of pieces from the large handful she had eaten in order to find a piece of bone and string from sausage links. The tiny lizard intensely focusing on her childish arts and crafts, she picked up the product in her mouth and scurried onto the table in order to scuttle directly over to Amilia. Placing it down on the tabletop in front of her, she'd sit down next to it and tilt her head with a smile, proud of her work.

"Gunhild gifties. Yesyesyes. Good gifties. No monies gifties. Gifties is no monies means, only happy thoughties means. Gifties mean only Gunhild thoughties, is good? Is is? Amimimimimi~! Is happy's do? Fren?" Gunhild asked as she aggressively wagged her tail, patting her tiny clawed hqnds against the table as she offered her gift. Clearly, it was merely a keychain cheaply put together from bone and string at most.

While waiting for a response, she'd stare down at nothing for a moment before looking back up and raising open yet little arms.
"Huggies? Cuddlies? Yesyesses, good do, yes?" Gunhild offered with big puppy eyes.​

 

[Daddy Dream]

Amilia - F

"A gift? Its so thoughtful, of course I am happy."

She chuckled warmly, lifting the handmade craft up and inspecting it. It looked clean and well made for her tiny paws, despite it being regurgitated. She took out one of her hair clips and attached the charm on its end before returning it to her hair. When she returned her attention back to Gunhild, the little floof wanted hugs and cuddles, to which Amilia obliged.

"Alright, some cuddles wont hurt."

Amilia had been behaving well the moment when Gunhild turned floofy, but with the permission for cuddles, Amilia broke. The moment that she had the ball in her hand she began hugging and nuzzling her cheek against Gunhild's immediately. She showered her in praises and would give little forehead and cheek kisses. Amilia was no longer the elegant and refined lady she was in the ballroom, she was a cat-loving, floof hugging woman. That was until she began to feel that familiar tug come over her body. She stopped what she was doing with wide eyes and gasped right as she was yoinked from the scenery and thrown back into the pervious room, her attired back to her regular clothes once more.