Prompt 14 –Genderswapped: Omg, so I actually kind of like the way this came out. I'm half tempted to do a maybe two or three chapter ficlet of a genderswapped Vlad/Danny. I might not, cuz I'm not that fond of it but I this first try :) This was my most challenging one to date. As a general rule I keep away from genderswap. I could never get into it, I would try and try but I just couldn't do it. Regardless, that is the next prompt and I accepted this challenge so I will continue it. Let's see what I came up with.
Rating: T
14. Danny with a Y
Tall and sinewy with grace that only came from being bred in high society. Hair like freshly poured black ink and skin like fresh cream, Samantha Manson had grown to be a beautiful woman. Her freshly pressed pant suit bore not a single crease. Her perfectly manicured fingers were a pale violet color to match the dress shirt beneath her suit's top. She was the epitome of a woman with power.
He was not.
Tucker Foley, at 22, was tall sure but he was lanky and could barely fill out the suit he was wearing. He didn't sit with his back straight or casually lift a brow at weird questions. He still snorted when he laughed and couldn't keep a poised gait for more than four or five steps. What Tucker was, was the epitome of a boy raised to enjoy life.
Slipping back his left sleeve he looked at his watch and frowned. "What's taking them so long?"
Sam shrugged her shoulders and pulled out her phone. There weren't any new messages so she put it on the small table beside her.
The two had been waiting in the Masters' Estate for the last fifteen minutes. The two were going to ride to dinner together with Danny and Vlad before going to some grand opening at a new project of Vlad's, or at least that was the plan. Normally, Vlad's punctuality would win out over Danny's stubbornness and they would have been ready the moment they'd arrived. Instead they'd been let in by a specter that they knew to care for the house. They were told that the two were down in the lab and should be up shortly.
To those that lived forever, however, shortly could have meant 100 years.
Stupid ghosts.
Tucker settled back into the plush chair and turned his phone on. Across from him Sam was texting someone and while there was no such thing as an uncomfortable silence between him and one of his best friends it was still an unwanted silence. He got bored way too easily if it was quiet. On the other hand, Sam easily looked like the most comfortable person in the world with her calm presence and more-interesting-than-Tucker phone.
Heaving a sigh Tucker leaned forward and just as Sam raised her gaze to him the floor beneath them shook. Both of them stood up; instincts from their younger years taking over. Sam reached for the bracelet on her wrist, a gift Danny had sent her a while ago that doubled as an ecto-whip. She'd had to teach herself to use it without harming herself but now she was lethal. Tucker's watch expanded to a shield that could be thrown like a Frisbee and though it was roughly the size of a serving tray it did a good deal of damage.
"What was that?"
Sam scanned the room, her eyes trailing the walls and windows. "I don't know. What's that smell?"
A scent perforated the air as suddenly as the sound had. It was a strong scent of rose petals, freesia, and… motor oil?
Just then a high pitched scream sounded through the estate. A picture frame about the size of the dining room table fell off the wall and a figure ran out of the doorway concealed behind it.
The figure was tall and willow like though with broad shoulders that made them look capable. Bone straight black hair fell down just passed their shoulders and they were clothed in some rather baggy dove grey fabric. Sam gasped and at the sound the figure turned to reveal a woman who looked no older than 18 with eyes like the sky.
"D-Danni? Is that you?" Sam took a step forward, straightening her coat jacket out of nervous habit.
"Of course it's me? Who else would I be? Oh my god is that my voice?" Danni slapped her hand over her mouth and tripped over a pant leg as she fell to the floor. The fabric on her body was a suit meant for a taller person with a broader body set, not for a girl with a slender body.
"Uh," Tucker was speechless, his eyes trying harder than they ever have to look away from the girl's body. However, there was this tantalizing sliver of skin on her lower hip from when she pulled her pants tripping on the leg. This is not the time!
Sam ran forward brows furrowed and nose wrinkled as the previous scent seemed to permeate from the girl. "You've grown up since we last saw you. Are you okay?"
Eyes wide Danni looked up with a confused expression. "What the hell? Since you last… oh, oh! No, Sam, it's me Danny, not Danni. Wait, uhm, I mean with an 'I', I mean 'y'. Yeah, Danny with a 'y'."
Danny with a 'y'?
Uh oh…
"Danny? What the hell happened to you man?" Tucker shook his head and yelled it out his head kind of turned to the side, trying to focus on the lone purple streak in Sam's hair (her one act of rebellion at this age).
"It was something for Jazz. I was trying my hand at chemicals, to get a good perfume that didn't overpower or wear away after a couple hours. I was kind of going for this aphrodisiac type thing for their honeymoon and well," Danny said, raising her, uh his hands up and down the sleeves spilling over to make her look like a child. "I am not good at mixing chemicals. I am an engineer, for Pete's sake!"
"Hey, Danny, calm down. We can fix this, we always do. Let's just, wait a minute." Sam was trying to help Danny up but stalled when she noticed something missing. "Where's Vlad?"
"Uh," Danny leaned away from Sam and flashed a smile that Tucker had chanced a glance at.
Shit, he's your best friend, he's your best friend, he, he, he, HE is your best friend…
"Did you hear that boom earlier?" Danny asked, bending over to roll up his –her? His? Oh fuck it! HIS- pant legs. Tucker turned completely away that time. Good job, man!
"We felt the floor shake." Sam replied.
Danny nodded, "Yeah, I hit him. He added something without telling me, I don't know exactly what it was, but then it spilled on me and when this," he motioned at himself, "happened, I hit him."
"How hard exactly?"
"Not that hard, just enough to send him through the wall."
-oOo-oOo-oOo-
The lab was a mess and the scent was a lot stronger, strangely enough Danny couldn't smell it but he shrugged it off. At the far end a wall was definitely displaying a hole the size for a grown man and the three quickly made their way over there with Tucker bringing up the rear; his eyes cleverly looking anywhere but his best friends swaying hips.
"Vlad?" Danny asked as he ducked his head through the hole. "Are you awake yet?"
A sound like a groan echoed out of the debris and very suddenly a fist struck out and hit Danny square in the jaw. The girl toppled backwards but regained her footing easy enough. "Ow, bastard, that hurt!"
The three of them backed away as Vlad emerged from the hole. At once Sam was on the ground her black pants covered in dust and debris as her hands wrapped around her middle. She laughed harder than any of her friends had ever seen before. The sound echoed as the other two took in the sight, faint blushes covering both of their cheeks.
The figure that revealed themselves was tall and flipped their wavy hair of silver away from their face till it fell just mid-back. Midnight eyes flickered with annoyance as they took in their surroundings. Vlad Masters was not pleased. Much like Daniel there was a now more present feminine quality to his physique, namely, his breasts. Only, unlike the baggy clothing that hung off Danny, Vlad's clothes were trying to contain ample breasts and hips that any woman might give her firstborn child to have. The dress shirt was rising up to reveal a beautifully sculpted core and it made him look all the more able to kill the one who his eyes were on.
"Daniel, when you hit me, where you still wet?"
Danny's voice was rather like his 'cousin' Danni's but Vlad's. It sent a shiver up and down Tucker's spine, it was deep and yet feminine in the way that a woman who demanded and received the world would sound. If he had thought Sam was the epitome of power than Vlad was a goddess.
"If- if you hadn't messed with it, we'd be fine." Danny said, his eyes trailing from the bottom to the top of Vlad's head.
Sam was still kneeling on the floor, wiping tears from her eyes as she looked up the faint smile saying she was not done being amused. Danny, sensing that Vlad was about to be a lot angrier, edged towards his friend.
Proof that girls can't help but gravitate towards each other, Tucker thought.
Vlad stalked closer to the two until he was standing over them.
"It was just an accident, Vlad. If it'd happened to you first you would have been just as upset." Sam said as she moved to stand up.
The older hybrid shot her a look but returned his gaze to Danny. "Daniel…"
"On the bright side, Vlad, you don't look half bad as a girl. Actually, you're kind of sexy." Danny grinned wide and that's when Vlad leaned forward and wrapped an arm around the smaller woman's waist and pulled her in. Tucker turned his head, okay no, he tried to turn his head and failed.
Danny moved to push the other away but where pushing a man's chest usually sent that message, pushing a woman's tended to do the opposite. Vlad placed a hand at the back of Danny's head and wrapped his fingers in the girls hair, tugging until her head was fully turned to him. "Oh, this is… really new." Danny felt his knees go weak and a familiar and yet foreign feeling of warmth curled around his core. "It, it might be the aphrodisiac."
"You might be right," Vlad whispered, trailing her lips along Danny's jaw line.
"Uhm, guys, we're still here. Maybe we should remedy the situation."
Tucker had almost forgotten about Sam, though she was standing right beside the couple. Her arms were crossed and she was looking down at her clean pressed shoes, the faintest cherry red on her cheeks. Tucker swallowed, when did Sam get hot?
The two newly transformed women turned their gazes to Sam and smiled. "Pardon my manners, dear girl," Vlad purred, releasing one arm from around Danny. "Did you want to join?"
Sam smiled and started to unbutton her top. "Now that's better."
Tucker backed up into the wall, his face was probably 50 shades of red at this point and he wanted terribly to not look at his best friends or his best friend's lover but it was becoming increasingly hard every time an article of clothing was shed. A shirt, pants, one bra… oh god…
"Tucker…" someone moaned his name. "Tucker…"
It was a mantra now, like they were inviting him.
"TUCKER!"
-oOo-oOo-oOo-
Sam smacked the sleeping boy on the back of the head. His body was slumped over one of Vlad's many couches and they'd been trying for the best five minutes to wake him up.
"Wuh? Huh?" Tucker jumped up and nearly fell off the couch, his arms flailing as he tried to find balance. At the sound of laughter he looked up and found the soft amethyst eyes of one of his best friends smiling down at him. Vlad beat her to the first words though.
"It seems you fell asleep waiting for us, Mr. Foley. What, may I ask were you dreaming about?" Vlad's masculine tone was fairly welcome to Tuckers ears but he still stuttered.
"I, uh, well… nothing… nothing important."
"Tuck, are you blushing?" Sam asked, her ever poised self was kneeling beside him and when he looked at his reflection in a decorative mirror he saw that he was indeed blushing.
That was when the sound of heeled footsteps interrupted his response and he turned to see a girl of about sixteen or seventeen with bone straight black hair and eyes like the sky.
He promptly fainted.
"Sorry, it took forever to convince her to wear a dress." Danny emerged from the hallway, tying his tie as he walked.
"Sam doesn't have to wear one!" Danni complained, sitting down next to the passed out Tucker.
"Well, Sam is a woman who can make her own decisions. You, Danielle, are my daughter and I make your decisions." Vlad said, handing the girl a coat of her own.
"Is he okay?" Danny looked at his fallen friend and Sam shrugged. Vlad as well didn't seem to know, or perhaps just didn't care.
"I'll get a bucket of water." Danni bounced off towards the kitchen with Danny trailing after to stop her.