TftW: Walken-Visions
TftW: Walken-Visions.
Natalie (female version of my character) into Christopher Walken FTM TG
NOTE:
This is a female to male tg involving Christopher Walken and political themes and it involves the 'Were-Walken' motif of the main character becoming Walken at night, and this time it's a female into him and not a male.
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Politics can be a real bloodthirsty business sometimes, especially in the monster community as well as in the human world. Of course when both of those combine, it makes the elections a lot more dangerous than usual and sometimes it can tear you apart, especially if you can't decide on who to vote for. Doctor Natalie Forester was one of those people or rather 'monsters', she was on neither side of the debate but she knew something bad was going to happen. She had been having visions all night of this human male who was similar to an old schoolyard rival, and this rival of hers acted just like a certain candidate.
That human wasn't up to anything particularly evil but she knew that something bad was going to happen if he was to be put in charge of anything, she knew he'd likely do something stupid and cause the monster world to be put in peril. Of course as the visions increased, she began to see who that human was or rather who he would be. The human's name was Don, and as the visions indicated - he was very familiar to her.
"No...it can't be...."
"Is there something wrong?"
"Don...there's something I must warn you about..."
"What?"
"Don't do it..."
"Don't do what?"
"Run for president...you're going to make a fool out of yourself and put us all in danger."
"But I think i'd make a wonderful president. I'd make America great again."
"No you wouldn't...trust me, i've seen it all.."
"What...are you psychic or something?"
"Yes...in a way. But that's not important, in my visions - I saw you running for president, offending everyone with your hateful words and making a fool out of yourself. I heard what you said and it isn't nice."
"But...."
"If you even think about doing this, they'll laugh at you and think you are nothing but a joke - they won't take you seriously and make up theories about you like one about you being an elaborate Andy Kaufman hoax."
"But..."
"No buts...that's what is really going to happen."
"But how? How did you know this..."
"Because i'm not like most people you've met..."
Natalie turned to him for a few seconds before covering her eyes, after uncovering them - she looked at him with an eerie gaze of sorts, her eyes turning from hazel to an icy shade of blue and giving off a supernatural glow. As a blood red full moon peered out from behind the cloud, she panicked a little. The reason for this was that she feared what would happen if he knew her secret, that secret of hers being that she wasn't entirely human.
Her mother was a vampiress and her father was welll...a Walken, not just any Walken though...the original Walken himself. Walkens and vampires were part of the same supernatural family, and there were two things this species was particularly crazy about, blood and cowbell. Walkens had an immense lust for blood, in fact so much so that if they even went without it for several days or so they'd go into a bloodlust induced frenzy and go all Hessian Horseman on any victims that got in their way.
Anything to do with blood in general was enough to bring out the truly bloodthirsty side of any member of their species, or anything that resembled blood for that matter. The blood moon in particular was one such trigger. Normally she would have been able to resist it - but this time it was slightly stronger than usual, and she couldn't help but fall into a trance-like state, and she also couldn't help but think of how much she wanted his blood.
Her stomach growled several times as it burned with thirst, a thirst that to her could only be satisfied with blood and lots of it. In addition to that, she slowly started shifting and altering as her skin paled a bit more than usual, becoming ghostly as her chest and torso broadened a bit - becoming streamlined and lithe as her breasts retracted into the former. She hissed and snarled several times as her fingernails elongated and sharpened to become akin to claws while her arms stretched and altered in appearance.
The bloodlust from within was taking over already as she started thinking about what his blood would taste like and how interesting it would be to give it a taste. She tried her hardest to keep control but sadly, the influence that was taking hold of her wouldn't have any of it. As her back and shoulders also warped and shifted to match, in addition to this her hips retracted while her legs lengthened and her feet transmuted to a more robust set while her clothing morphed itself into an elegant looking suit of sorts.
Her privates reformed into the male variant as she elevated in height 6'ft, now at 6'ft - she hissed a few more times as her neckline stretched, in addition to this she now weighed 169lbs and had a very lean but graceful build. Her ears stretched to develop pointed tips as her hair slicked itself back before turning jet black, her eyebrows thickened by just a touch as her brow became slightly more pronounced with her forehead elevating itself higher. Don couldn't believe what was happening to her, he couldn't believe that he was seeing was actually happening. In fact he had several double-takes everytime he took a glance at her transformation. This was unheard of - at least to him, as up until now...he thought Natalie was mostly human.
She closed her eyes a couple of times before reopening them, her eyes slowly turning from hazel brown to icy blue as they spread out to become more expressive, narrowing and also become slightly sunken in at the same time. Her cheekbones became sharper and more pronounced as her jaw-line shifted, her chin becoming slightly narrow in size as her nose altered in form, her mouth curving into a crescentian shape as her lips thinned, developing pointed tips at the end.
Her facial features morphed and reshaped themselves, warping from those of her regular self into those of an entirely different person or being. To her, these features were no doubt familiar, since they those of actor Christopher Walken, her face definitely now resembled that of Walken than it did her usual self. Normally it wasn't common for females to become male 'Walkens' rather than She-Hessians, but this time it was different - it must have been that Walkeny blood in her system.
She hissed several times as her teeth lengthened and sharpened, her canines extending to become akin to vampiric fangs while the rest of her teeth developed feral points akin to those of the Hessian Horseman, she snarled a few times as her voice altered and roughened, lowering to become intense, gravelly and yet oddly hypnotic with a distinctive set of mannerisms and an equally as mystical vocal tone. It made her sound rather fierce and intimidating but also sly and charismatic, like she could hypnotize anyone with it and make them hers. Which was of course something she was naturally good at.
Her - or rather his memories and personality shifted and altered, becoming those of actor Christopher Walken as the more vampiric and Walkeny instincts took over completely - he let out a snarl as his transformation reached completion. Where Natalie once was, was now Christopher Walken, resembling a mix of Gabriel from the Prophecy trilogy and the Hessian from Sleepy Hollow. Christopher, or Chris as he so liked to be referred to as, dusted off his coat before looking back at Don with his signature icy glare - it was clear this creature of the night had a fever and the only prescriptions were blood...and more cowbell.
"N-N-Natalie...is that you?"
"Actually, Don. It isn't...but where are my manners? Allow me to introduce myself.. my name is Christopher but most humans call me Chris."
"Are you...Christopher Walken?"
"Why yes I am...that's what I was going to tell you. You see, my mother is a vampiress and my dad is the original alpha Walken. As such I am half vampire and half Walken, technically Walkens are in the same family as vamps only they're a lot more complex. But that's a whole other story entirely."
"I don't understand...are you always like this?"
"Only at night."
"So...are you a Were-Walken?"
"No 'were' here, just regular ol Walken. My kind can shapeshift into human forms that resemble their former selves to deceive their prey and use this form during the day. This is one of those rare nights in which I become a male Walken rather than a She-Hessian of some kind. It's complicated really."
"I see...and are those psychic visions you had part of it?"
"Yes. They are. The visions i've had of you weren't good ones either. I saw YOU running for president but acting like a complete monster, spewing hateful words towards people of different ethnic minorities, talking about wanting to build a wall, and everyone in the entire world either laughing at you and not taking you seriously or everyone in the entirely world hating your guts."
"But...why?"
"The visions don't lie, Don. I just know that all of those terrible things will most likely happen if you were elected president and I know that if you carry on like this, you're going to likely be the most hated human in the world."
"Huh?"
"That's why I came here...to warn you of all that. And to tell you NOT to run for president, you are going to fail and not only that but everything in the visions will come true. Please, stop your cruel and relentless ways before it's too late."
"But i'm not hurting anyone..."
"Oh but you will be...and it will be much sooner than you think."
"I don't understand..."
"And you never will. Trust me when I say this, but things are going to go to heck in a hand-basket if you run for president. And if you end up winning, you'll doom us all - you clearly don't know that what you are doing is wrong."
"Is there anything I can do to stop this?"
"You must promise me one thing..."
"I'll do anything..."
"Heed my warnings and think before you act. I wouldn't want all of what happened in my visions to come true and for you to be considered an enemy rather than an ally. Heed my warning and promise me you'll at least reconsider.."
"Oh alright...I will..."
"Good...because if you don't keep that promise...your blood is mine."
And so with that - Chris jetted off - turning into a shadow-like form and vanishing into the night to carry on with his mission and to find humans to transform into fellow Walkens and She-Hessians, after all a Walken is nothing without his army. His job for the night was only getting started though and he knew it was going to be a bumpy ride.
As for what happened with Don, hence-forth from that night on he did change his ways but old habits often die hard, not too hard though. He still had plans on becoming president though, but he knew of the Walken's visions and that they'd come true and everyone would turn against him if he even did the slightest thing in the wrong way.
Remember my friends, that if you're ever thinking of running for office - you have to make sure that the Walken never finds out. If you ever see the Walken, heed his warnings and think before you act - or your blood is as good as his. You should never double-cross him either, for the Walken is a very vengeful sort of creature.
Natalie (female version of my character) into Christopher Walken FTM TG
NOTE:
This is a female to male tg involving Christopher Walken and political themes and it involves the 'Were-Walken' motif of the main character becoming Walken at night, and this time it's a female into him and not a male.
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Politics can be a real bloodthirsty business sometimes, especially in the monster community as well as in the human world. Of course when both of those combine, it makes the elections a lot more dangerous than usual and sometimes it can tear you apart, especially if you can't decide on who to vote for. Doctor Natalie Forester was one of those people or rather 'monsters', she was on neither side of the debate but she knew something bad was going to happen. She had been having visions all night of this human male who was similar to an old schoolyard rival, and this rival of hers acted just like a certain candidate.
That human wasn't up to anything particularly evil but she knew that something bad was going to happen if he was to be put in charge of anything, she knew he'd likely do something stupid and cause the monster world to be put in peril. Of course as the visions increased, she began to see who that human was or rather who he would be. The human's name was Don, and as the visions indicated - he was very familiar to her.
"No...it can't be...."
"Is there something wrong?"
"Don...there's something I must warn you about..."
"What?"
"Don't do it..."
"Don't do what?"
"Run for president...you're going to make a fool out of yourself and put us all in danger."
"But I think i'd make a wonderful president. I'd make America great again."
"No you wouldn't...trust me, i've seen it all.."
"What...are you psychic or something?"
"Yes...in a way. But that's not important, in my visions - I saw you running for president, offending everyone with your hateful words and making a fool out of yourself. I heard what you said and it isn't nice."
"But...."
"If you even think about doing this, they'll laugh at you and think you are nothing but a joke - they won't take you seriously and make up theories about you like one about you being an elaborate Andy Kaufman hoax."
"But..."
"No buts...that's what is really going to happen."
"But how? How did you know this..."
"Because i'm not like most people you've met..."
Natalie turned to him for a few seconds before covering her eyes, after uncovering them - she looked at him with an eerie gaze of sorts, her eyes turning from hazel to an icy shade of blue and giving off a supernatural glow. As a blood red full moon peered out from behind the cloud, she panicked a little. The reason for this was that she feared what would happen if he knew her secret, that secret of hers being that she wasn't entirely human.
Her mother was a vampiress and her father was welll...a Walken, not just any Walken though...the original Walken himself. Walkens and vampires were part of the same supernatural family, and there were two things this species was particularly crazy about, blood and cowbell. Walkens had an immense lust for blood, in fact so much so that if they even went without it for several days or so they'd go into a bloodlust induced frenzy and go all Hessian Horseman on any victims that got in their way.
Anything to do with blood in general was enough to bring out the truly bloodthirsty side of any member of their species, or anything that resembled blood for that matter. The blood moon in particular was one such trigger. Normally she would have been able to resist it - but this time it was slightly stronger than usual, and she couldn't help but fall into a trance-like state, and she also couldn't help but think of how much she wanted his blood.
Her stomach growled several times as it burned with thirst, a thirst that to her could only be satisfied with blood and lots of it. In addition to that, she slowly started shifting and altering as her skin paled a bit more than usual, becoming ghostly as her chest and torso broadened a bit - becoming streamlined and lithe as her breasts retracted into the former. She hissed and snarled several times as her fingernails elongated and sharpened to become akin to claws while her arms stretched and altered in appearance.
The bloodlust from within was taking over already as she started thinking about what his blood would taste like and how interesting it would be to give it a taste. She tried her hardest to keep control but sadly, the influence that was taking hold of her wouldn't have any of it. As her back and shoulders also warped and shifted to match, in addition to this her hips retracted while her legs lengthened and her feet transmuted to a more robust set while her clothing morphed itself into an elegant looking suit of sorts.
Her privates reformed into the male variant as she elevated in height 6'ft, now at 6'ft - she hissed a few more times as her neckline stretched, in addition to this she now weighed 169lbs and had a very lean but graceful build. Her ears stretched to develop pointed tips as her hair slicked itself back before turning jet black, her eyebrows thickened by just a touch as her brow became slightly more pronounced with her forehead elevating itself higher. Don couldn't believe what was happening to her, he couldn't believe that he was seeing was actually happening. In fact he had several double-takes everytime he took a glance at her transformation. This was unheard of - at least to him, as up until now...he thought Natalie was mostly human.
She closed her eyes a couple of times before reopening them, her eyes slowly turning from hazel brown to icy blue as they spread out to become more expressive, narrowing and also become slightly sunken in at the same time. Her cheekbones became sharper and more pronounced as her jaw-line shifted, her chin becoming slightly narrow in size as her nose altered in form, her mouth curving into a crescentian shape as her lips thinned, developing pointed tips at the end.
Her facial features morphed and reshaped themselves, warping from those of her regular self into those of an entirely different person or being. To her, these features were no doubt familiar, since they those of actor Christopher Walken, her face definitely now resembled that of Walken than it did her usual self. Normally it wasn't common for females to become male 'Walkens' rather than She-Hessians, but this time it was different - it must have been that Walkeny blood in her system.
She hissed several times as her teeth lengthened and sharpened, her canines extending to become akin to vampiric fangs while the rest of her teeth developed feral points akin to those of the Hessian Horseman, she snarled a few times as her voice altered and roughened, lowering to become intense, gravelly and yet oddly hypnotic with a distinctive set of mannerisms and an equally as mystical vocal tone. It made her sound rather fierce and intimidating but also sly and charismatic, like she could hypnotize anyone with it and make them hers. Which was of course something she was naturally good at.
Her - or rather his memories and personality shifted and altered, becoming those of actor Christopher Walken as the more vampiric and Walkeny instincts took over completely - he let out a snarl as his transformation reached completion. Where Natalie once was, was now Christopher Walken, resembling a mix of Gabriel from the Prophecy trilogy and the Hessian from Sleepy Hollow. Christopher, or Chris as he so liked to be referred to as, dusted off his coat before looking back at Don with his signature icy glare - it was clear this creature of the night had a fever and the only prescriptions were blood...and more cowbell.
"N-N-Natalie...is that you?"
"Actually, Don. It isn't...but where are my manners? Allow me to introduce myself.. my name is Christopher but most humans call me Chris."
"Are you...Christopher Walken?"
"Why yes I am...that's what I was going to tell you. You see, my mother is a vampiress and my dad is the original alpha Walken. As such I am half vampire and half Walken, technically Walkens are in the same family as vamps only they're a lot more complex. But that's a whole other story entirely."
"I don't understand...are you always like this?"
"Only at night."
"So...are you a Were-Walken?"
"No 'were' here, just regular ol Walken. My kind can shapeshift into human forms that resemble their former selves to deceive their prey and use this form during the day. This is one of those rare nights in which I become a male Walken rather than a She-Hessian of some kind. It's complicated really."
"I see...and are those psychic visions you had part of it?"
"Yes. They are. The visions i've had of you weren't good ones either. I saw YOU running for president but acting like a complete monster, spewing hateful words towards people of different ethnic minorities, talking about wanting to build a wall, and everyone in the entire world either laughing at you and not taking you seriously or everyone in the entirely world hating your guts."
"But...why?"
"The visions don't lie, Don. I just know that all of those terrible things will most likely happen if you were elected president and I know that if you carry on like this, you're going to likely be the most hated human in the world."
"Huh?"
"That's why I came here...to warn you of all that. And to tell you NOT to run for president, you are going to fail and not only that but everything in the visions will come true. Please, stop your cruel and relentless ways before it's too late."
"But i'm not hurting anyone..."
"Oh but you will be...and it will be much sooner than you think."
"I don't understand..."
"And you never will. Trust me when I say this, but things are going to go to heck in a hand-basket if you run for president. And if you end up winning, you'll doom us all - you clearly don't know that what you are doing is wrong."
"Is there anything I can do to stop this?"
"You must promise me one thing..."
"I'll do anything..."
"Heed my warnings and think before you act. I wouldn't want all of what happened in my visions to come true and for you to be considered an enemy rather than an ally. Heed my warning and promise me you'll at least reconsider.."
"Oh alright...I will..."
"Good...because if you don't keep that promise...your blood is mine."
And so with that - Chris jetted off - turning into a shadow-like form and vanishing into the night to carry on with his mission and to find humans to transform into fellow Walkens and She-Hessians, after all a Walken is nothing without his army. His job for the night was only getting started though and he knew it was going to be a bumpy ride.
As for what happened with Don, hence-forth from that night on he did change his ways but old habits often die hard, not too hard though. He still had plans on becoming president though, but he knew of the Walken's visions and that they'd come true and everyone would turn against him if he even did the slightest thing in the wrong way.
Remember my friends, that if you're ever thinking of running for office - you have to make sure that the Walken never finds out. If you ever see the Walken, heed his warnings and think before you act - or your blood is as good as his. You should never double-cross him either, for the Walken is a very vengeful sort of creature.
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