Transformative Premonitions
Transformative Premonitions
David Bowie TF/MC.
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A vision is something that is a premonition of things to come and it's especially true in Nathan's case, it was late summer 2018 and Nathan Forester was sleeping in his coffin-like bed as he was having bizarre dreams and visions, visions of the school he used to work out and in the visions it was stormy as the wind blew several things around but more than the weather itself he was hearing a voice that was calling to him as if it was searching around for him, like a voice in the sky was beckoning to him. That's when he saw a spirit manifest itself around the school-yard, taking on the form of a familiar person, that person being David Bowie...which he thought was impossible. The spirit version of Bowie seemed to be looking for him as if he needed him, not in a you know...sexual way, but needing to merge with him and to take him over, but he was having trouble so he kept going into numerous other people's bodies instead of Nathan's.
Nathan awoke a few hours later feeling a little bit confused, he wondered if his Labyrinth obsession had something to do with this or that his parents predicted this, in particular his mother. He straightened his brown hair and adjusted his night-shirt collar as he summoned his newly acquired companion Connor. Connor looked over at him and hurried to assistant him, he was curious as to what he had been summoned for.
"What is it, master?"
"I had this vision about the school I used to work at and I saw a spirit there..."
"A ghost? Was it the ghost of someone you loved?'
"Well...this is going to be kind of awkward..."
"You can tell me."
"It was David Bowie. I saw him as a ghost searching for me, he was possessing other people's bodies. It was basically like a twisted version of Quantum Leap. I don't know how exactly to explain how or why I had this vision though, it seems that Bowie is looking for me."
"Well whatever may be going on, i'm sure there is a way to solve it."
"You're right..."
He called Connor over and snuggled up to him as he closed his eyes and drifted off again, he had the same dream/vision as last time only with a few less people, he was navigating through the winds and trying not to get blown away, only this time Bowie's ghost started singing and his voice had an extra hypnotic vibe to it. "No, no no...I mustn't listen. I mustn't..." he murmured as Bowie floated around ominously, looking like a spectral version of Jareth as his eyes glowed, as horrified as Nathan was he couldn't help but feel entranced. But why? He loved Bowie's music...that's for sure, but he had never been entranced by him in anyway, at least not in the sense of being hypnotized, he had been hypnotized before and understood the concept of it but he had never been hypnotized by Bowie before. He shook his head for a little and attempted to focus on what has happening but Bowie was drawing him closer and closer, just like when the invisible force had beckoned to the guests/riders on the nightmare version of the Haunted Mansion.
That was another vision he recalled, before Villain Mountain there was another ride that the villains hung out at and that was the nightmare version of the Haunted Mansion which had real ghosts as opposed to the animatronic ones on the real ride and it was occupied by monsters too, he particularly remembered the ghost host's voice which sounded different than the original, the ghost house's voice was Mark Hamill as opposed to the late Paul Frees, and it sounded like he was channeling the Joker from Batman: The Animated Series. He also remembered the demented minecart chase scene that seemed to be an allusion to Big Thunder Mountain and the connection between that ride and Phantom Manor (the Disneyland Paris version of the Haunted Mansion). In his current vision, he was experiencing a similar phenomenon with David Bowie's ghost, and as much as he wanted to run away he couldn't...it was like he was being drawn towards him. He panicked for a little but he was hushed by Bowie.
He squirmed a little but Bowie used his ghostly powers to entrance him further, making him actually like the idea...before explaining why he was here. He explained that Nathan was able to communicate to spectral versions of celebs as a bonus ability brought on by numerous visions he had, he also explained that he himself had meaning to find him and take control of him ever since he started getting addicted to his music. Nathan hadn't thought of his love of David Bowie's music as an addiction, but in a way it was already sort of like that. Bowie then explained that he needed Nathan, he needed to merge with him and take over his body. "I don't know about this.." he murmured, but his doubt was being drained along with his resistance. 'Now how do you feel about this?' Bowie quipped. "On second thought...I love this idea", he intoned in an entranced tone as his eyes glowed neon blue. 'That's more like it, now this won't hurt a bit'. Bowie took on a spectral form and then dove into Nathan's mouth and down his throat, possessing him in the process, Nathan shook and convulsed several times as he morphed into Bowie himself. A few seconds later the vision ended and he woke up again, he checked the mirror app on his phone to see if he was still himself...but as he did, he jumped back when he saw Bowie's visage materializing instead.
"What the? There's no way this is real...I must be having another vision."
"Master? Are you alright?"
"Tell me...do I look any different to you?"
"You look the same to me."
"Well...i...uh, I don't feel good. I feel like something has taken over my body."
He was about to explain why he felt that way but just as he was, his stomach gurgled as a series of cracking noises were heard, the noises of a painful transformation were no doubt something he was familiar with because he knew that they were painful the first time but as the transformations happened more regularly they would become less and less painful and more enjoyable. But this one felt rather strange to him, almost alien as his arms slowly lengthened and contorted, his hands slowly altering a little bit as his normally trim fingernails extended, normally he had claw-like fingernails in his more aggressive vamped up form but this was different. He gasped in shock as his torso and chest lengthened.
His stomach slimmed down as he felt his body altering, his skin slowly paled and lost imperfections while his night-shirt and pants slowly became a stripey suit of sorts. He tried to focus on his normal form but something was wrecking havoc on his morphing powers, which irked him even more. His legs lengthened as his feet shifted to go with his hands and he let out a yelp as his back slimmed and he slowly elevated in height from 5'7 to 5'10, which made him jump back in horror. 'Ugh...what the heck is happening to me?' he groaned as he examined his changing form.
He attempted to think of anything else but what was happening to him as his neckline lengthened, and his hair slowly lightened, turning from brownish to blonde as it lengthened in the process..growing longer, he attempted to think about his normal form and what he looked like but he couldn't, the visions were coming back to him again as he heard Bowie's voice in his head, as if Bowie was conditioning him. "Just relax Nathan, and listen to me. This is natural".
"Natural? But this isn't right...it's like...you're..."
"Possessing you? Yes I am...this is what is meant to happen. I possessed you while you were resting and I explained to you in the vision that I need to take over your body in order for my powers to fully work."
"I still don't think this is right.."
He groaned several times as his eyebrows arched, lightening in the process as his eyes widened and turned from brown to icy blue, normally when he had icy blue eyes as part of a transformation it was due to him transforming into Christopher Walken or into the Hessian Horseman, but this time it was definitely much different, as both eyes were blue but one had the appearance of being darker than the other as his nose slowly contorted in shape. His features slowly sharpened and contorted as in his mind....he was beginning to think otherwise, as weird as this transformation was he couldn't help but think about how lucky he was.
In his mind he was thinking that this was a natural process and he always looked like this as his features slowly reshaped themselves, his lips becoming a bit more kissable as his jawline contorted and his teeth sharpened a little bit...his cheekbones sharpened and his features slowly morphed and reshaped themselves, taking on the visage of the rock icon he saw in his mirror...which is to say he was morphing into David Bowie. But he didn't know why, prior to this he hadn't become David Bowie before and now it seemed that he had felt foolish for not having thought of it before this. 'Don't you look exotic and lovely?' "But I look like you..." 'Exactly, you do...because you are me.'
"No, my name is Nathan Forester...i'm not David Bowie."
"Oh but you are, just look at yourself. You are me, take a good look and see."
"I may look like you Bowie but i'm not you completely...I still have..."
"Your voice?"
The cosmic rock-god chuckled a little bit as Nathan gasped, his voice deepened and smoothening and developing a haunting and seductive tone as an English accent also developed, giving him Bowie's voice and accent, he panicked several times. He not only now resembled Bowie but also he now had Bowie's voice, and he came across as looking and sounding menacing but also alluring in quite a few ways. He was still himself in his mind though, or so he thought as he was already losing himself to the rock icon as his personality and mindset altered further. 'Hey...that was exactly fair! But hey...at least I sound pretty sexy.' "That you do, just listen to that voice of yours. You're almost done.'
'Almost done? But what could there be left to? Uh oh...' He groaned as he held onto his head in agony, trying to resist the mind changes but alas he couldn't, he attempted to think of his regular form and self but the newly developing mindset and personality took over, his thoughts and memories altering and contorting, all panic and resisting fading away, as he examined his form, the new persona quickly adapted itself into his mind, realigning every thought and memory of his, and within a few seconds later....Nathan was no more, and a new persona had manifested. A persona simply known as the 'Bowie' persona, a persona that was powerful and sinister but with an aura of charisma and seduction to it. He purred a little as he examined his new form. Dark eyeliner materializing around his eyes in the process, making him look a bit Jareth-like.
"Master...are you alright? You look different."
"I am fine, just a slight nightmare that's all."
"I heard lots of screaming though. Are you hurt?"
"Ah, no...i'm not. Everything's alright."
"You look and sound much different than you did earlier, is that you master Nathan?"
"Yes it is me, but you may refer to me as 'David'."
"What are you going to do with your new powers, master?"
"I suddenly have an urge to form an army of sorts."
"Can I help you?"
"Why, you certainly can."
Thus David and Connor set out to starting an army, gathering all of the latter's Pokemon friends and conditioning them into serving him, and thus with that the beginning of the Bowie persona's quest to spread his influence across the city commenced, and he used his dark powers to his advantage, and also because he still had 'Nathan's old vampiric traits he could hypnotize people and bite them, turning them into vampires and he even considered going after several female characters in his neighborhood to turn into vampiresses. His vampiric urges were much stronger and he definitely felt like he could do anything with them, and as for what happened to him later on? Well he truly embraced what it was like to be David Bowie and he began work on his very own army of the night, and he searched the area to look for people to serve him.
It was definitely without a doubt the era of Bowie and he couldn't have been any happier with that, and he knew he was never alone not with his trusty Midnight Lycanroc with him and his nocturnal army to back him up, he was proud to be who he was and nothing was ever going to stop him, what had started out as a vision had come true in full form. It truly was the era of Bowie and the growing 'Bowie' army.
David Bowie TF/MC.
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A vision is something that is a premonition of things to come and it's especially true in Nathan's case, it was late summer 2018 and Nathan Forester was sleeping in his coffin-like bed as he was having bizarre dreams and visions, visions of the school he used to work out and in the visions it was stormy as the wind blew several things around but more than the weather itself he was hearing a voice that was calling to him as if it was searching around for him, like a voice in the sky was beckoning to him. That's when he saw a spirit manifest itself around the school-yard, taking on the form of a familiar person, that person being David Bowie...which he thought was impossible. The spirit version of Bowie seemed to be looking for him as if he needed him, not in a you know...sexual way, but needing to merge with him and to take him over, but he was having trouble so he kept going into numerous other people's bodies instead of Nathan's.
Nathan awoke a few hours later feeling a little bit confused, he wondered if his Labyrinth obsession had something to do with this or that his parents predicted this, in particular his mother. He straightened his brown hair and adjusted his night-shirt collar as he summoned his newly acquired companion Connor. Connor looked over at him and hurried to assistant him, he was curious as to what he had been summoned for.
"What is it, master?"
"I had this vision about the school I used to work at and I saw a spirit there..."
"A ghost? Was it the ghost of someone you loved?'
"Well...this is going to be kind of awkward..."
"You can tell me."
"It was David Bowie. I saw him as a ghost searching for me, he was possessing other people's bodies. It was basically like a twisted version of Quantum Leap. I don't know how exactly to explain how or why I had this vision though, it seems that Bowie is looking for me."
"Well whatever may be going on, i'm sure there is a way to solve it."
"You're right..."
He called Connor over and snuggled up to him as he closed his eyes and drifted off again, he had the same dream/vision as last time only with a few less people, he was navigating through the winds and trying not to get blown away, only this time Bowie's ghost started singing and his voice had an extra hypnotic vibe to it. "No, no no...I mustn't listen. I mustn't..." he murmured as Bowie floated around ominously, looking like a spectral version of Jareth as his eyes glowed, as horrified as Nathan was he couldn't help but feel entranced. But why? He loved Bowie's music...that's for sure, but he had never been entranced by him in anyway, at least not in the sense of being hypnotized, he had been hypnotized before and understood the concept of it but he had never been hypnotized by Bowie before. He shook his head for a little and attempted to focus on what has happening but Bowie was drawing him closer and closer, just like when the invisible force had beckoned to the guests/riders on the nightmare version of the Haunted Mansion.
That was another vision he recalled, before Villain Mountain there was another ride that the villains hung out at and that was the nightmare version of the Haunted Mansion which had real ghosts as opposed to the animatronic ones on the real ride and it was occupied by monsters too, he particularly remembered the ghost host's voice which sounded different than the original, the ghost house's voice was Mark Hamill as opposed to the late Paul Frees, and it sounded like he was channeling the Joker from Batman: The Animated Series. He also remembered the demented minecart chase scene that seemed to be an allusion to Big Thunder Mountain and the connection between that ride and Phantom Manor (the Disneyland Paris version of the Haunted Mansion). In his current vision, he was experiencing a similar phenomenon with David Bowie's ghost, and as much as he wanted to run away he couldn't...it was like he was being drawn towards him. He panicked for a little but he was hushed by Bowie.
He squirmed a little but Bowie used his ghostly powers to entrance him further, making him actually like the idea...before explaining why he was here. He explained that Nathan was able to communicate to spectral versions of celebs as a bonus ability brought on by numerous visions he had, he also explained that he himself had meaning to find him and take control of him ever since he started getting addicted to his music. Nathan hadn't thought of his love of David Bowie's music as an addiction, but in a way it was already sort of like that. Bowie then explained that he needed Nathan, he needed to merge with him and take over his body. "I don't know about this.." he murmured, but his doubt was being drained along with his resistance. 'Now how do you feel about this?' Bowie quipped. "On second thought...I love this idea", he intoned in an entranced tone as his eyes glowed neon blue. 'That's more like it, now this won't hurt a bit'. Bowie took on a spectral form and then dove into Nathan's mouth and down his throat, possessing him in the process, Nathan shook and convulsed several times as he morphed into Bowie himself. A few seconds later the vision ended and he woke up again, he checked the mirror app on his phone to see if he was still himself...but as he did, he jumped back when he saw Bowie's visage materializing instead.
"What the? There's no way this is real...I must be having another vision."
"Master? Are you alright?"
"Tell me...do I look any different to you?"
"You look the same to me."
"Well...i...uh, I don't feel good. I feel like something has taken over my body."
He was about to explain why he felt that way but just as he was, his stomach gurgled as a series of cracking noises were heard, the noises of a painful transformation were no doubt something he was familiar with because he knew that they were painful the first time but as the transformations happened more regularly they would become less and less painful and more enjoyable. But this one felt rather strange to him, almost alien as his arms slowly lengthened and contorted, his hands slowly altering a little bit as his normally trim fingernails extended, normally he had claw-like fingernails in his more aggressive vamped up form but this was different. He gasped in shock as his torso and chest lengthened.
His stomach slimmed down as he felt his body altering, his skin slowly paled and lost imperfections while his night-shirt and pants slowly became a stripey suit of sorts. He tried to focus on his normal form but something was wrecking havoc on his morphing powers, which irked him even more. His legs lengthened as his feet shifted to go with his hands and he let out a yelp as his back slimmed and he slowly elevated in height from 5'7 to 5'10, which made him jump back in horror. 'Ugh...what the heck is happening to me?' he groaned as he examined his changing form.
He attempted to think of anything else but what was happening to him as his neckline lengthened, and his hair slowly lightened, turning from brownish to blonde as it lengthened in the process..growing longer, he attempted to think about his normal form and what he looked like but he couldn't, the visions were coming back to him again as he heard Bowie's voice in his head, as if Bowie was conditioning him. "Just relax Nathan, and listen to me. This is natural".
"Natural? But this isn't right...it's like...you're..."
"Possessing you? Yes I am...this is what is meant to happen. I possessed you while you were resting and I explained to you in the vision that I need to take over your body in order for my powers to fully work."
"I still don't think this is right.."
He groaned several times as his eyebrows arched, lightening in the process as his eyes widened and turned from brown to icy blue, normally when he had icy blue eyes as part of a transformation it was due to him transforming into Christopher Walken or into the Hessian Horseman, but this time it was definitely much different, as both eyes were blue but one had the appearance of being darker than the other as his nose slowly contorted in shape. His features slowly sharpened and contorted as in his mind....he was beginning to think otherwise, as weird as this transformation was he couldn't help but think about how lucky he was.
In his mind he was thinking that this was a natural process and he always looked like this as his features slowly reshaped themselves, his lips becoming a bit more kissable as his jawline contorted and his teeth sharpened a little bit...his cheekbones sharpened and his features slowly morphed and reshaped themselves, taking on the visage of the rock icon he saw in his mirror...which is to say he was morphing into David Bowie. But he didn't know why, prior to this he hadn't become David Bowie before and now it seemed that he had felt foolish for not having thought of it before this. 'Don't you look exotic and lovely?' "But I look like you..." 'Exactly, you do...because you are me.'
"No, my name is Nathan Forester...i'm not David Bowie."
"Oh but you are, just look at yourself. You are me, take a good look and see."
"I may look like you Bowie but i'm not you completely...I still have..."
"Your voice?"
The cosmic rock-god chuckled a little bit as Nathan gasped, his voice deepened and smoothening and developing a haunting and seductive tone as an English accent also developed, giving him Bowie's voice and accent, he panicked several times. He not only now resembled Bowie but also he now had Bowie's voice, and he came across as looking and sounding menacing but also alluring in quite a few ways. He was still himself in his mind though, or so he thought as he was already losing himself to the rock icon as his personality and mindset altered further. 'Hey...that was exactly fair! But hey...at least I sound pretty sexy.' "That you do, just listen to that voice of yours. You're almost done.'
'Almost done? But what could there be left to? Uh oh...' He groaned as he held onto his head in agony, trying to resist the mind changes but alas he couldn't, he attempted to think of his regular form and self but the newly developing mindset and personality took over, his thoughts and memories altering and contorting, all panic and resisting fading away, as he examined his form, the new persona quickly adapted itself into his mind, realigning every thought and memory of his, and within a few seconds later....Nathan was no more, and a new persona had manifested. A persona simply known as the 'Bowie' persona, a persona that was powerful and sinister but with an aura of charisma and seduction to it. He purred a little as he examined his new form. Dark eyeliner materializing around his eyes in the process, making him look a bit Jareth-like.
"Master...are you alright? You look different."
"I am fine, just a slight nightmare that's all."
"I heard lots of screaming though. Are you hurt?"
"Ah, no...i'm not. Everything's alright."
"You look and sound much different than you did earlier, is that you master Nathan?"
"Yes it is me, but you may refer to me as 'David'."
"What are you going to do with your new powers, master?"
"I suddenly have an urge to form an army of sorts."
"Can I help you?"
"Why, you certainly can."
Thus David and Connor set out to starting an army, gathering all of the latter's Pokemon friends and conditioning them into serving him, and thus with that the beginning of the Bowie persona's quest to spread his influence across the city commenced, and he used his dark powers to his advantage, and also because he still had 'Nathan's old vampiric traits he could hypnotize people and bite them, turning them into vampires and he even considered going after several female characters in his neighborhood to turn into vampiresses. His vampiric urges were much stronger and he definitely felt like he could do anything with them, and as for what happened to him later on? Well he truly embraced what it was like to be David Bowie and he began work on his very own army of the night, and he searched the area to look for people to serve him.
It was definitely without a doubt the era of Bowie and he couldn't have been any happier with that, and he knew he was never alone not with his trusty Midnight Lycanroc with him and his nocturnal army to back him up, he was proud to be who he was and nothing was ever going to stop him, what had started out as a vision had come true in full form. It truly was the era of Bowie and the growing 'Bowie' army.
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