For years, the shape-shifter Mariss had moved among the rich and powerful, changing face and body, re-inventing identity, always seeking the most unique erotic experiences. Never appearing as the same person twice, Mariss played a dangerous game, risking exposure to the humans with each tryst. The game, and possibly Mariss’ life, are put at risk when one beautiful young woman says three terrifying words: “I See You.” (F/M, F/F, F/GQ)
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Mariss abandoned their drink and their insufferable limpet of a companion and made way for the men’s room. There they shifted clothes and body into the form of a short-haired, boyish woman in slightly antiquated male drag. Mariss remembered fondly bursting forth all full of bravado, congratulating the baffled gentleman entering the door on his fine outfit and manners before tipping their hat in swooping motion and stating they needed to go woo the finest of ladies.
As they approached the bar, they theatrically took out their pocket watch and shined it with their pant leg before replacing it into the top pocket of their waistcoat. They let themselves slip into the role, a puckish devil too careless of censure to notice nasty looks or whispered comments. It was a calculated risk. A brash and bold personality could just as easily scare Lydia away from exploring this potential in herself, but then Mariss had thought they could sense a detachment in Lydia, a sharp wall that cut her off from her peers and left her without anyone she could really talk to.
Mariss looked up from their previous activity with a wide grin and soft eyes that only grew more confident when they caught Lydia trying not to stare back. With a strutting step, they made their way over to her lonely table as the other caterers began to snicker softly in her direction.
“I’m terribly sorry, but I feel we have yet to be introduced. My name is Maria. What brings a woman like you to a boring shindig like this?” Mariss was almost certain they caught signs of a blush under her dark cheeks.
“I’m sorry, I’m just a server tonight.” She stammered.
“Relax,” Mariss said, stretching themselves out next to her. “I’m just bored and looking for some conversation, and you seemed in need of a little pick-me-up.”
“Did the other servers put you up to this? I’m going to kill them.”
“Nah, though I did notice them giving you a hard time earlier. You okay?”
Lydia’s face seemed to go through a series of expressions before she looked away. “It’s just been a really confusing and frustrating night.”
Mariss smiled softly and leaned in close. “You want to go someplace? Get some air and vent some stuff out? I can join you or just guard the door in case your boss comes wondering.”
“I-I don’t know.” Lydia kept glancing at Mariss’ face in mixed states of anger and confusion. “I’m almost off shift anyways. I… Listen I don’t want to be weird, but have you ever had one of those days where everything you thought you knew about yourself seemed to be wrong?”
“What did you do then?”
“I kissed my first girlfriend.”