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	See also [[User:KiTA/NekomancerSandbox]].		See also [[User:KiTA/NekomancerSandbox]].
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		+	And [[User:KiTA/CaseStudyInNudity]].

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	Moved over to [[User:KiTA/Stories]].		Moved over to [[User:KiTA/Stories]].
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		+	See also [[User:KiTA/NekomancerSandbox]].

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	Note that Jilrien does not realize she is a Cleric, and has not received formal training. She does not realize the training she is receiving at the temple is Cleric initiate training.		Note that Jilrien does not realize she is a Cleric, and has not received formal training. She does not realize the training she is receiving at the temple is Cleric initiate training.
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		+	== The Tattoo ==
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		+	Keli jerked awake, her voice catching in her throat as she did so. Her heart pounding, she glanced around, seeing the familiar sights of her apartment living room. Fading memories of a strange dream... a decidedly naughty dream... of an unusual woman dressed like a perverted cat echoed in her mind even as they slipped away.
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		+	She took a deep, staggered breath as the strange feelings and memories were lost to the ether. The motion caused her to shift her weight, her eyebrows furrowing as she felt the texture of her cheap carpet digging into her hip. Frowning, she glanced down, the sight instantly forcing her awake. She was utterly nude, her clothing tossed around her in a rough circle, as if discarded with great haste and little care.
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		+	What, she thought to herself, happened last night? She drew her legs inward, bringing herself upright, sitting on her knees. She remembered watching some silly news report on a rash of conspiracy theorists combined with a rash of crazy, kinky naturists, a sudden sharp knocking at her door, and then... Nothing.
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		+	She stood on slightly unsteady legs, shaking away the strangeness. Clothing first, she thought to herself as the sunlight coming around her window curtains reminded her of the outside world. She had scarcely had time to take a single step towards her discarded panties when her eye was drawn down to ... something. Her bare skin was broken by a shape of black and white, directly above where said panties should cover.
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		+	Panties in hand, she darted towards the large mirror on her bedroom wall, stopping when her nude body came into view. There, directly under her navel and mere millimeters above her unmentionables... A tattoo. It was that of a smiley face, outlined in black, with white filling. However, unlike a normal emoji, this one had cat ears and whiskers. It was small and low on her body; her panties would cover it completely.
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		+	But it had not been there the night before.
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		+	Keli gaped at the new addition. She traced a finger over it, gingerly. The flesh was not irritated, not sore. It was like the tattoo had been there for years, if not longer.
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		+	Well then. She thought to herself, her veins ice cold. That's quite enough of that. She hefted the panties in her hand and...
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		+	... and ...
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		+	She stared at the garment, all thoughts of what she was about to do lost. There was some trick to putting panties on, she thought to herself. Some... Some trick, right? She had to go, seek help about this strange situation, this strange new tattoo. But... How... How do you put these on again?
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		+	She glanced up, noticing something in the mirror. She was stark naked, that hadn't changed. She needed to get dressed, get dressed immediately, and get help. But the tattoo, previously black with white filling, was now black with a glowing white light coming from it. The glow brought with it a warmth, that seemed to spread throughout her lower body.
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		+	Even the tattoo itself had changed, instead of a simple cat-themed smiley face, it seemed to be grinning, it's eyes closed, a toothy grin with cute catlike fangs beneath it.
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		+	It was laughing at her.
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		+	She dropped her panties in her shock. The second she let go of them, whatever had taken hold of her mind let go. Panties. You know how to wear them, silly girl! Put one leg through one hole, one leg through the other, and pull them up. She could literally put them on in her sleep! She immediately reached down and grabbed the underwear...
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		+	.... and ...
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		+	... Whatever she was about to do vanished with a flutter. She knew she needed to put her panties on. She knew she had done so a million times before. But... actually how to do so had completely vanished from her mind again.
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		+	She shook her head, muttering to herself. I need to wear something, if panties are out, then pants and a shirt. With a huff, she ran back to her living room.
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		+	Moments later, she had her discarded jeans and t-shirt in her hands. She stared at them, a look of horrified confusion on her face. She knew she needed to put them on. She knew she knew how to put them on. But... the second she touched them, the second she actually went to put them on... all thoughts of doing so, all knowledge of how to do so, simply vanished from her mind. She could move them around, fold them, put them away, but putting them on her body... The concept was beyond her.
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		+	Until she let go, and then how stupid she was being came to her in a flash. It happened, over and over again, no matter how fast, how determined she was -- the second she actually touched the garments, the idea of just how, exactly, one put clothing on slipped away from her mind.
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		+	A sick feeling started to fill her stomach. She stumbled back into her bedroom, clothing in hand. The cat tattoo was still there, still glowing, still laughing at her in the mirror. She tossed the clothes into a pile on her bed and dove into her dresser and closet.
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		+	A dress. Sweatpants. Her special date night panties. Her favorite dance club skirt. Each time, she walked herself through putting the garment on. She could picture doing so in her mind. But each time, the second she touched the garment, all thoughts of doing so vanished. She wanted to -- dear lord, she wanted to -- but doing so might as well have been rocket science. She could not figure out how to do so.
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		+	She collapsed in a heap in her bedroom floor, a pile of clothing tossed around her room. Her latest attempts... a coat, her favorite old tennis shoes, and even a bracelet. Anything beyond merely sitting there, quietly accepting her complete and total nudity was beyond her. The second she touched something to wear, she simply forgot how to put the thing on her body.
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		+	Keli glanced over to the mirror. She tried to ignore the lewd display, that of her flopped on the ground, legs askew, as she leaned back on her hands. Instead, she stared at the tattoo. The glow had stopped the second she had given up on trying to dress -- or, as she thought of the bracelet, trying to end her nudity in any way. It was once again simply a standard black and white tattoo.
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		+	Except now, instead of a smiling face, it was winking while sticking a pink tongue out at her.
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		+	=== Notes ===
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		+	A variant of the Nekomancer. "Mental Bondage," I am calling it. What if instead of restricting her victim's movements with enchanted bondage gear, she left them perfectly free... but restricted what they could think about or do instead?
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		+	The Tattoo's effects: It's magical, obviously. It cannot be removed by anyone not a mage. Whenever she makes an effort to "end her nudity" -- dress, or wear makeup/jewelry/etc -- the magic activates, making her forget how to do whatever she was trying to do. This lasts as long as she holds the item in question. If she continues to try and resist, she gets a headache, and eventually forgets what she was doing, dropping the item.
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		+	Other effects... I don't know. I think she is just left like this, without any additional help or hindrances -- the tattoo does not affect onlookers, so people are free to react however they wish to her. The tattoo is warm when it activates, and can also make her feel pleasure, arousal, and pain. Perhaps it slowly conditions her to feel good when in public, or in view of others, by subtly making her feel good when it happens, and bad when she prevents it. As a punishment, it could force her to be so aroused she loses control of herself in front of others, or feel sharp pain.
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		+	The Nekomancer gave it several magical programs to ensure Keli will have a delightfully lovely Stark Naked Life from now on. (How considerate!)
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		+	The tattoo has several appearances. Normally, it looks like a standard smiley face that was made famous in the 1960s, only with cat ears and a whisker. Maybe a cat smile, like the Nekomancer has? 😊 🐱 😼
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		+	If she is trying to resist the effects, it laughs at her attempts. 😁 😂 😹 🤣
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		+	When she gives up after trying to fight, it mocks her: 😜 😏
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		+	And if she ever managed to find a way to dress, even temporarily, it would not be happy: 👿 🤬
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		+	In my mind, Keli is a University Professor -- perhaps, a respected and beloved Art Teacher? Maybe she is at the same college Aimee (Alien Abductions) is at. So, she can now volunteer as a nude model for her students without complaint! Isn't that nice?

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	* Jilrien cannot "conceal herself." The most obvious is wearing clothing - her skin causes cloth to vanish in divine flame. This includes anything like jewelry, footwear, towels, et cetera - she must be absolutely stark naked at all times.		* Jilrien cannot "conceal herself." The most obvious is wearing clothing - her skin causes cloth to vanish in divine flame. This includes anything like jewelry, footwear, towels, et cetera - she must be absolutely stark naked at all times.
	** "Concealing herself" also includes doing things such as covering herself from view, or intentionally hiding from people. Doing so will cause her to do the exact opposite.		** "Concealing herself" also includes doing things such as covering herself from view, or intentionally hiding from people. Doing so will cause her to do the exact opposite.
-	* If Jilrien is not actively doing something, she strikes poses like a statue or model. Nothing lewd, but sensual and artistic, like a ~~greek~~ statue or a pinup from a magazine. This does not prevent her from doing things, and if she actively tries to she stops herself, but if she is just "standing around" she strikes poses. This is like a bad habit she can never get rid of.	+	* If Jilrien is not actively doing something, she strikes poses like a statue or model. Nothing lewd, but sensual and artistic, like a Greek statue or a pinup from a magazine. This does not prevent her from doing things, and if she actively tries to she stops herself she can, but if she is just "standing around" she strikes these poses. This is like a bad habit she can never get rid of.
	** This includes when Jilrien is asleep. When asleep, she strikes a statue's pose and holds it until she awakes. Jilrien eventually learns to pose on a pedestal or fountain in town square when she wants to take a nap. (Cheater!)		** This includes when Jilrien is asleep. When asleep, she strikes a statue's pose and holds it until she awakes. Jilrien eventually learns to pose on a pedestal or fountain in town square when she wants to take a nap. (Cheater!)
	* If Jilrien actively tries to conceal herself, she instead strikes a [https://imgur.com/a/VYXBL particularly lewd pose] as punishment. This will often be the opposite of her intention -- if she attempts to hide her bosom, for example, she will draw attention to it. If she is attempting to hide herself from view of a certain group of people, she will seek out their attention.		* If Jilrien actively tries to conceal herself, she instead strikes a [https://imgur.com/a/VYXBL particularly lewd pose] as punishment. This will often be the opposite of her intention -- if she attempts to hide her bosom, for example, she will draw attention to it. If she is attempting to hide herself from view of a certain group of people, she will seek out their attention.
-	* Jilrien is "blessed with eternal beauty" -- she cannot age, cannot get sick, and always looks clean and beautiful. People who see her find it difficult to try to harm her (charm person). She has no pubic hair (the goddess doesn't like it). She does not realize any of this.	+	* Jilrien is "blessed with eternal beauty" -- she cannot age, cannot get sick, and always looks clean and beautiful. People who see her find it difficult to try to harm her or object to her (charm person). She has no pubic hair (the goddess doesn't like it). She does not realize any of this.
	* Jilrien must "take advice" from the Church of Eternal Beauty -- while not a slave, she finds it hard to disobey them. They consider her a gift of their goddess so mostly ensure she is taken care of.		* Jilrien must "take advice" from the Church of Eternal Beauty -- while not a slave, she finds it hard to disobey them. They consider her a gift of their goddess so mostly ensure she is taken care of.
	** They provide her a room in the temple to sleep and rest, as well as a pedestal in front of their building for her to pose on. They often have her pose for students to paint / draw / sculpt artworks of her.		** They provide her a room in the temple to sleep and rest, as well as a pedestal in front of their building for her to pose on. They often have her pose for students to paint / draw / sculpt artworks of her.
	* Jilrien's blessing will end once she achieves one of two goals -- replacing each and every statue she destroyed, or learning an artistic trade and creating a legendary masterpiece herself. As the statues were each created with divine inspiration by masters, it is not likely she can replace them, and she has no artistic training so creating a masterpiece is unlikely. She does not know about this (the church does, but cannot tell her) so the chances of her being freed is very very low.		* Jilrien's blessing will end once she achieves one of two goals -- replacing each and every statue she destroyed, or learning an artistic trade and creating a legendary masterpiece herself. As the statues were each created with divine inspiration by masters, it is not likely she can replace them, and she has no artistic training so creating a masterpiece is unlikely. She does not know about this (the church does, but cannot tell her) so the chances of her being freed is very very low.
-	** The Goddess has blessed Jilrien with a hidden talent at sculpting, but only of lewd statues of naked women ~~that Jilrien has made love to~~. She did not tell Jilrien, and she would still need to train for many years to become good enough at this to replace even one statue.	+	** The Goddess has blessed Jilrien with a hidden talent at sculpting, but only of lewd statues of naked women. She did not tell Jilrien, and she would still need to train for many years to become good enough at this to replace even one statue.

	=== Daily Routine ===		=== Daily Routine ===

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-	Jilrien's ~~curse~~ is that she is a walking, talking, piece of nude art. She must show herself off from Sunrise to Sundown. She is free to do what she wants from Sundown to Sunrise, although she remains magically ~~cursed~~ to look like a statue.	+	Jilrien's cur... blessing is that she is a walking, talking, piece of nude art. She must show herself off from Sunrise to Sundown. She is free to do what she wants from Sundown to Sunrise, although she remains magically blessed to look like a statue.

-	* Jilrien looks like a nude statue of a young woman (herself). This does not affect her in any way -- she is still flesh and blood, she still eats and sleeps, she merely appears as a statue made out of a solid piece of material.	+	* Jilrien looks like a nude statue of a young woman (herself, much to her annoyance). This does not affect her in any way -- she is still flesh and blood, she still eats and sleeps, she merely appears as a statue made out of a solid piece of material.
	** Each morning, the material Jilrien looks like changes at random. Jade, Marble, Gold, Glass, Chrome, Oak, etc -- anything a statue can be made out of, she can appear like.		** Each morning, the material Jilrien looks like changes at random. Jade, Marble, Gold, Glass, Chrome, Oak, etc -- anything a statue can be made out of, she can appear like.
-	** Her eyes, hair, nails, etc all appear the same -- she is monochrome from head to toe.	+	** Her eyes, hair, tongue, nails, etc all appear the same -- she is monochrome from head to toe.
-	* From sunrise to sunset, Jilrien feels a compulsion to be in public and visible to people. She can go inside, but only if she knows she will have an audience. Throughout the day she feels wanderlust -- she feels an urge to move from one position to another, especially if people are not ~~noticing~~ her.	+	* From sunrise to sunset, Jilrien feels a compulsion to be in public and visible to people. She can go inside, but only if she knows she will have an audience. Throughout the day she feels wanderlust -- she feels an urge to move from one position to another, especially if people are not paying attention to her.
-	* Jilrien cannot "conceal herself." The most obvious is wearing clothing - her skin causes cloth to vanish in divine flame. This includes anything like ~~Jewelry~~, footwear, towels, et cetera - she must be absolutely stark naked at all times.	+	** The people of the marketplace often have her do odd jobs for them such as delivering packages or messages, she also often is given donations by adventurers.
-	** "Concealing herself" also includes doing things such as covering herself from view, or intentionally hiding from people.	+	** Oversleeping does not work -- Jilrien will wake up in public, her body having moved her there while she slept. This counts as "concealing herself" and she will wake up in a very obscene pose.
-	* If Jilrien is not doing something, she strikes poses like a statue or a model ~~- nothing~~ lewd, but sensual, like a greek statue or a ~~pin up~~ from a magazine. ~~If she thinks about it~~, she ~~can stop~~, but if she is ~~not actively stopping herself,~~ she ~~does it again~~. ~~Striking poses~~ is like a bad habit she can never get rid of.	+	** Trying to lock herself in also does not work -- Jilrien's body will literally barrel through doors, walls, etc to get outside if it has to.
-	** This includes when Jilrien is asleep. When asleep, she strikes a statue's pose and holds it until she awakes. Jilrien eventually learns to pose on a pedestal or fountain in town square when she wants to take a nap.	+	* Jilrien cannot "conceal herself." The most obvious is wearing clothing - her skin causes cloth to vanish in divine flame. This includes anything like jewelry, footwear, towels, et cetera - she must be absolutely stark naked at all times.
-	* If Jilrien actively tries to conceal herself, she instead strikes a [https://imgur.com/a/VYXBL particularly lewd pose] as punishment. This will often be the opposite of her intention -- if she attempts to hide her bosom, for ~~exmaple~~, she will draw attention to it. If she is attempting to hide herself from view of a certain group of people, she will seek out their attention.	+	** "Concealing herself" also includes doing things such as covering herself from view, or intentionally hiding from people. Doing so will cause her to do the exact opposite.
-	* Jilrien is "blessed with eternal beauty" -- she cannot age, cannot get sick, and always looks clean and beautiful. She has no pubic hair (the goddess doesn't like it). She does not realize any of this.	+	* If Jilrien is not actively doing something, she strikes poses like a statue or model. Nothing lewd, but sensual and artistic, like a greek statue or a pinup from a magazine. This does not prevent her from doing things, and if she actively tries to she stops herself, but if she is just "standing around" she strikes poses. This is like a bad habit she can never get rid of.
		+	** This includes when Jilrien is asleep. When asleep, she strikes a statue's pose and holds it until she awakes. Jilrien eventually learns to pose on a pedestal or fountain in town square when she wants to take a nap. (Cheater!)
		+	* If Jilrien actively tries to conceal herself, she instead strikes a [https://imgur.com/a/VYXBL particularly lewd pose] as punishment. This will often be the opposite of her intention -- if she attempts to hide her bosom, for example, she will draw attention to it. If she is attempting to hide herself from view of a certain group of people, she will seek out their attention.
		+	* Jilrien is "blessed with eternal beauty" -- she cannot age, cannot get sick, and always looks clean and beautiful. People who see her find it difficult to try to harm her (charm person). She has no pubic hair (the goddess doesn't like it). She does not realize any of this.
	* Jilrien must "take advice" from the Church of Eternal Beauty -- while not a slave, she finds it hard to disobey them. They consider her a gift of their goddess so mostly ensure she is taken care of.		* Jilrien must "take advice" from the Church of Eternal Beauty -- while not a slave, she finds it hard to disobey them. They consider her a gift of their goddess so mostly ensure she is taken care of.
-	* Jilrien's ~~curse~~ will end once she achieves one of two goals -- replacing each and every statue she destroyed, or learning an artistic trade and creating a legendary masterpiece herself. As the statues were each created with divine inspiration by masters, it is not likely she can replace them, and she has no artistic training. She does not know about this (the church does, but cannot tell her) so the chances of her being freed is very very low.	+	** They provide her a room in the temple to sleep and rest, as well as a pedestal in front of their building for her to pose on. They often have her pose for students to paint / draw / sculpt artworks of her.
		+	* Jilrien's blessing will end once she achieves one of two goals -- replacing each and every statue she destroyed, or learning an artistic trade and creating a legendary masterpiece herself. As the statues were each created with divine inspiration by masters, it is not likely she can replace them, and she has no artistic training so creating a masterpiece is unlikely. She does not know about this (the church does, but cannot tell her) so the chances of her being freed is very very low.
		+	** The Goddess has blessed Jilrien with a hidden talent at sculpting, but only of lewd statues of naked women that Jilrien has made love to. She did not tell Jilrien, and she would still need to train for many years to become good enough at this to replace even one statue.
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		+	=== Daily Routine ===
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		+	* ~1 hr before sunrise: Wakes up, finds a mirror to examine herself; cleans herself (unneeded, but it feels good) and has a light breakfast.
		+	* Sunrise: Visits the Marketplace and greets the various shopkeepers. Helps with any odd jobs. Visits the orphanage in the slums and provides them with any donations she and the temple can help with.
		+	* Before Midday: Chat and light meal with Priestesses from the temple, often on the edge of the town square.
		+	* Midday: Attends sermon with the Head Priestess in the town square, who shows off any new art the students at the temple have created. (The students come from her orphanage.) If she is tired, she rests on a pedestal, with her blessing causing her to keep a pose.
		+	* Noon to Sundown: Continues with odd jobs, visits the noble area, often has meal with Lord Ranis, who shows her off to visitors and guests.
		+	* Sundown: Visits the local pubs, who have agreed to provide her with free drinks if she visits. (She attracts a crowd.) Often is convinced to attend fancy dinner parties that Lord Ranis hosts; sometimes as art, sometimes as a guest.
		+	* Sundown to Bedtime: Attends study at the temple.
		+	* Bedtime: Sleeps either at the temple (often in the bed of one of the Priestesses) or on a pedestal, depending on her mood.
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		+	=== D&D ===
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		+	Jilrien is a multi-class Rogue (level 1) / Cleric of the Goddess of Beauty and Art (level 1). The Goddess's domains are similar to Sune from Forgotten Realms -- Love/Lust, Skill, Good, Protection, Travel, Beauty, etc. She is Chaotic Good, with maximized Charisma.
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		+	Note that Jilrien does not realize she is a Cleric, and has not received formal training. She does not realize the training she is receiving at the temple is Cleric initiate training.

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	* From sunrise to sunset, Jilrien feels a compulsion to be in public and socialize with people. She can go inside, but only if she knows people will be there (tavern, inn, etc). She feels wanderlust -- she cannot stay in one area too long.		* From sunrise to sunset, Jilrien feels a compulsion to be in public and socialize with people. She can go inside, but only if she knows people will be there (tavern, inn, etc). She feels wanderlust -- she cannot stay in one area too long.
	* Jilrien cannot wear clothing. If she tries, she finds herself doing something particularly embarrassing to punish herself. If someone else tries, the clothing is burned away by magic. This includes jewelry, footwear, towels, et cetera - she must be absolutely naked at all times.		* Jilrien cannot wear clothing. If she tries, she finds herself doing something particularly embarrassing to punish herself. If someone else tries, the clothing is burned away by magic. This includes jewelry, footwear, towels, et cetera - she must be absolutely naked at all times.
-	* If Jilrien is not doing something, she strikes poses like a statue or a model. If she thinks about it, she can stop, but if she is not actively stopping herself, she does it again. Striking poses is like a bad habit she can never get rid of.	+	* If Jilrien is not doing something, she strikes poses like a statue or a model - nothing lewd, but sensual, like a greek statue or a pin up from a magazine. If she thinks about it, she can stop, but if she is not actively stopping herself, she does it again. Striking poses is like a bad habit she can never get rid of.
-	* If Jilrien actively tries to conceal herself, she instead strikes a particularly lewd pose as punishment.	+	* If Jilrien actively tries to conceal herself, she instead strikes a [https://imgur.com/a/VYXBL particularly lewd pose] as punishment.
	* Jilrien cannot age, cannot get sick, and always looks beautiful. She has no pubic hair (the goddess doesn't like it) - she does not realize any of this.		* Jilrien cannot age, cannot get sick, and always looks beautiful. She has no pubic hair (the goddess doesn't like it) - she does not realize any of this.
	* Jilrien must "take advice" from the Church of Eternal Beauty -- while not a slave, she finds it hard to disobey them. They consider her a gift of their goddess so mostly ensure she is taken care of.		* Jilrien must "take advice" from the Church of Eternal Beauty -- while not a slave, she finds it hard to disobey them. They consider her a gift of their goddess so mostly ensure she is taken care of.
	* Jilrien's curse will end once she achieves one of two goals -- replacing each and every statue she destroyed, or learning an artistic trade and creating a legendary masterpiece herself. As the statues were each created with divine inspiration by masters, it is not likely she can replace them, and she has no artistic training. She does not know about this (the church does, but cannot tell her) so the chances of her being freed is very very low.		* Jilrien's curse will end once she achieves one of two goals -- replacing each and every statue she destroyed, or learning an artistic trade and creating a legendary masterpiece herself. As the statues were each created with divine inspiration by masters, it is not likely she can replace them, and she has no artistic training. She does not know about this (the church does, but cannot tell her) so the chances of her being freed is very very low.

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== Statuesque ==

Jilrien was well known to the people of her town as "a scamp." A young orphan who had grown up in and out of the orphanage, the people of her city had always pegged Jilrien as destined for the rogue's guild; indeed Jilrien had trained with and shown some talent for those arts, but fortunately for her she never did lead down a serious life of crime.

It was a meeting at a local noble's gallery that would seal Jilrien's far more unusual fate. Known for being eccentric, young Lord Ranis, himself hardly older than Jilrien, often would rent out space near the marketplace for various "high brow" displays. These displays would be open to the public, sometimes for a nominal fee, and allowed the lower and middle class of Jilrien's town to appreciate the art and culture that the upper classes typically held close to themselves.

Jilrien had little interest in these; she would often visit them, half to see the oddities, half to see the milling throngs of people. While she never preyed on them, occasionally a purse string would accidentally snap off just in time for her to pick them up, but never one from one of the intended audience -- often the nobles would come and visit the exhibition merely to sneer at the lower and middle class rubes that were visiting Lord Ranis's little adventures, only to find that one of the rubes had proven themselves craftier than they.

It was one of these events when Jilrien made a rare visit inside the event; the event had attracted far fewer people than normal, which piqued Jilrien's interest. Inside, she found row upon row of statues -- some of precious stone, like Jade or Cobalt, others of metals such as Bronze or Gold, still others of exotic materials such as Glass or Oak. Each was of a young woman, utterly nude, frozen in a provocative pose.

Jilrien's stunned blushing attracted the attention of the old woman in robes walking around the event; introducing herself as the head priestess of the goddess of art and beauty, she calmly explained that the statues, while provocative and almost lewd, were also beautiful, and the goddess of beauty taught to appreciate even the provocative parts of life - and love.

Further explanations were interrupted as a young noblewoman, slightly younger than Jilrien and with the strangest firey red hair, began screaming and shouting at the onlookers. "Disgusting! Objectification! Horrific!" She shouted even as the town guard dragged her away. "This is not art! It is obscene!"

Jilrien, vaguely embarrassed already, backed quietly out of the gallery when she turned back from the noblewoman's display only to be greeted with the sight of a arching woman in polished brass, the glistening folds and moisture on her fingers preserved forever in the metal for anyone and everyone to see.

"You." The young noblewoman said as Jilrien tried to slap the blush off of her face. "You seem like a self respecting girl."

And with that, shortly afterwards Jilrien found herself in a local pub, even as the young noblewoman put drink after drink in front of her. The woman barely paused to sip her own drink, the ravings of "obscenity" and "fake art" and "the gaze of men" filling the air. Long after the pub had emptied out, long after the strange noblewoman had left, and long after Jilrien should have stopped drinking the free ale, Jilrien sat, her mind swooning with strange terms and a vague anger towards the statues and their sculptors. Did they not know that women deserved respect? That such displays were simply wrong?

It was with those thoughts in mind -- and no small amount of alcohol -- that Jilrien kept with her as she crept silently back to the gallery, a torch in hand. Setting fire to a building, even in the merchant district, was not hard -- Jilrien often felt that they had used kindling in places instead of stone -- and with a bit of sneaking and a tap or two of her flame, the building -- and it's statues -- with up like a roaring flame.

Satisfied with a job well done, holding the word Objectification to her chest much like she held the now extinguished torch, Jilrien turned and promptly passed out, scant meters away from the now blazing building.

Awaking in a cell the next day barely able to string two coherent thoughts together from the hangover, Jilrien's day went from bad to worse. The magistrate calmly listed the value of each statue, in turn, all of which were complete losses. Each far, far eclipsed the cost of the building itself, as well as the damage to the buildings around it.

Lord Ranis was the first to visit. A quietly furious young man, he simply stared at her wordlessly through the bars before walking away silently.

It was the Old Priestess that followed that was the first to speak to her other than the Magistrate. Jilrien did not meet her gaze, simply sipping quietly at the mug of water the Priestess insisted upon giving her.

"I have the authority to forgive your sin." The priestess said, quietly.

Jilrien stared up at her.

"Will you swear to make it right?"

"I could never afford to." Jilrien muttered into her mug.

"Not with funds, of course not." The priestess kneeled down, meeting Jilrien's gaze. "But it wasn't the money that was the valuable thing lost yesterday. If I were to give you an opportunity to make it right, would you?"

Jilrien thought back to the discussion the guards had recently had, talking about how after a certain value of damage, it was not uncommon to simply hang the vandal. "Yes, of course."

The Priestess smiled. "Then I ask only that you trust in the Goddess. She will help you." Jilrien watched her pause and speak with Lord Ranis, who was watching from the hallway.

The next day, Jilrien awoke to the guards shouting at her through the bars. Confused, but blessedly without a hangover, she quietly allowed them to cuff her and lead her out of the jail, back from the poor section of the city, straight to the merchant quarter. They did so in stoic silence, one in front, one behind, their spears making it quite clear that any attempt at escape would be a bad idea.

In front of the still smoldering ruins of the gallery, the old Priestess and several other younger women, all dressed the same, awaited her. Lord Ranis stood quietly aside, watching on. Behind him, several men dug through the burnt ruins, dragging large pieces of molten metal and shattered materials out.

Sensing a spectacle, onlookers began to arrive. Already a busy day at the Marketplace, still more seemed to crawl out of the woodwork -- those that knew her, those that knew the gallery, those that loved a good show.

The old woman spoke. "Jilrien. Two days ago, this building was destroyed by a fire. Do you know who did this deed?"

Jilrien paused, glancing around. The old woman's voice seemed to bellow across the marketplace, which became whisper silent. What felt like a halo of light surrounded her, illuminating her even in the early morning sun.

"Trust in the goddess." The old woman said, her voice a whisper.

"I... I do." Jilrien said. "It was me."

A hushed muttering went about the crowd.

"Why did you do such an act," the old woman said, her booming voice silencing the onlookers.

Jilrien sighed. She had just confessed, why not play along? "Ale. Ma'am. A noblewoman kept filling my cup after she was thrown out, all while raving about the disgusting statues therein." Jilrien smiled slightly at the nodding of a goodly number of the onlookers. "I suppose after listening for so long, I believed her."

"I see." The voice echoed strangely. "But it was not your place to judge the art as wanting. Do you accept that you cost the world irreplaceable beauty in your drunken actions!?"

Jilrien blinked even as the strange light seemed to shine brighter. "I do."

"Do you swear that you will find a way, no matter how long it takes, to bring beauty to the world?"

"I... I do?" Jilrien shrugged. It was a silly request.

"Will you make an oath that you will accept the Goddess's aid in creating beauty, until which time you have undone the damage you did?"

"I do."

"Good." A strange voice said from behind her. Jilrien looked around, discovering that the guards, the townspeople, even the town itself had vanished. In it's stead, the firey haired noblewoman stood among a sea of white.

"You?!" Jilrien said, gasping. Behind her, she heard the priestesses drop to their knees.

"Oh, this will be so much fun." The noblewoman -- goddess -- said, smiling.

"You tricked me!" Jilrien sputtered. "You made me destroy that building!"

"You chose to do that." The goddess grinned. "Just like you swore that you would bring beauty to the world, no matter how long it would take. And that you would accept my blessing in doing so until the damage was undone."

Jilrien's veins went cold.

"And you did so on holy ground." The goddess smirked, pointing downward. "It takes a senior priestess and 4 disciples to consecrate ground like so, but we had it done this morning."

The runes, in a large circle that Jilrien found herself directly in the center of, were glowing faintly.

"Did you know that if you swore to a goddess on holy ground, those oaths become irreversible?" The goddess smiled kindly, but there was no kindness in her eyes.

Even Jilrien could feel the swell of magic surrounding her. "What... What are you doing?"

"You will not replace those statues. They are irreplaceable." The goddess reached out, and pushed through Jilrien's tunic, leaving a hand shaped hole as she caressed Jilrien's breast. "Instead of creating art, you will BE art."

Jilrien gasped as her tunic began to burn away, even as the goddess's fingers traced lines down from her breast to her hip. "W... W...."

"This your gift to the world to replace the statues. Your body." The goddess slid her hand down, cutting Jilrien's trousers clean in half. "You will never conceal it again."

"Stop..." Jilrien muttered even as the goddess slapped her now bare ass.

"You will spend your days a monument to the beauty of the nude human body. A walking piece of art."

A tingling filled her body from the handprint on her ass, Jilrien gasped as a strange colour seemed to overtake her flesh.

"From sunrise to sunset, you will seek out an audience, so that people may gaze upon you."

Brass. Her skin had changed to brass, to match the lewd statue that she had last seen.

"You will show deference to my church, as I am charging them with your responsibility."

"Yes, My Goddess," The old woman said.

"This will be my blessing upon you, and the world." The goddess smiled. "Now, go forth, and bring forth beauty."

The strange light vanished, and with it, the town reappeared. As did the townspeople.

Jilrien fell to her knees after the gasps and exclamations started. The old woman stood up proudly.

"Thus, the goddess has given her forgiveness and blessing upon this young woman. And thus, we consider this matter closed."

Jilrien stood up shouting, her arms slapping over her breasts and pussy. "We most certainly do NOT!"

... At least, she intended to. Instead, she found herself shouting that even as one hand began toying with her nethers, the other fluffing her hair, stretching her shoulder back enticingly.

"I... I... I'm not doing this, I swear to the gods." Jilrien muttered even as the shocked and lewd looks -- and comments -- spread.

"Not the gods, the Goddess." The old woman said, smiling as she pulled Jilrien to her knees. "Now, stop trying to cover yourself, the Goddess' blessing was quite clear about it, and we don't need your maidenwater spreading throughout the cobblestone."

"What did she do to me!?" Jilrien muttered, her hands finally stopping their molestations once she stopped trying to conceal herself.

"Oh? I thought it was quite clear." The priestess said. "She turned you into one of those lewd little statues you destroyed. Walking, talking, posing."

"I can't go around looking like an obsce..."

"You can, and will." The priestess said even as she slapped Jilrien on the bare ass, her hand matching the Goddess's perfectly. "Now, do whatever you want until Sundown, but after that I expect you to visit our Temple outside of town. I suspect we'll have lots to talk about."

"But... but..."

"Yes, you have a cute one." One of the younger priestess said as they walked by. "Don't worry. The Goddess does this sometimes. She'll get bored of you in a few decades and release you, don't worry about it. A century or two, tops. Until then, might as well enjoy it."

With that, the 5 women left Jilrien there, even as the audience started to disperse.

"Well, I suppose you'll suffer quite enough." Lord Ranis said with a chuckle. "The priestess allowing me to salvage the materials from the statues should pay for the building, as well. And either way, now I get a walking, talking, lewd statue to show off the Goddess of beauty's art to the world."

He clasped Jilrien's hand and brought it to his lips in a kiss.

"I guess we will call this one even. See you around, little one."

Jilrien stared as the nobleman walked away, complicated feelings in her chest. With that, she quietly walked to the edges of the marketplace, doing her best not to attract too much attention. It was still many, many hours until sundown, and she dreaded what would happen if she tried to hide indoors so soon.

=== Rules ===

* Every Morning, Jilrien wakes up with her body looking like another material. Jade, Marble, Gold, Glass, Chrome, Oak, etc -- anything a statue can be made out of, she can appear like. It is random each day.
** She is still human, and still made of flesh, although she cannot be harmed (the Goddess heals her instantly).
** Her eyes, hair, nails, etc all appear the same -- she is monochrome from head to toe.
* From sunrise to sunset, Jilrien feels a compulsion to be in public and socialize with people. She can go inside, but only if she knows people will be there (tavern, inn, etc). She feels wanderlust -- she cannot stay in one area too long.
* Jilrien cannot wear clothing. If she tries, she finds herself doing something particularly embarrassing to punish herself. If someone else tries, the clothing is burned away by magic. This includes jewelry, footwear, towels, et cetera - she must be absolutely naked at all times.
* If Jilrien is not doing something, she strikes poses like a statue or a model. If she thinks about it, she can stop, but if she is not actively stopping herself, she does it again. Striking poses is like a bad habit she can never get rid of.
* If Jilrien actively tries to conceal herself, she instead strikes a particularly lewd pose as punishment.
* Jilrien cannot age, cannot get sick, and always looks beautiful. She has no pubic hair (the goddess doesn't like it) - she does not realize any of this.
* Jilrien must "take advice" from the Church of Eternal Beauty -- while not a slave, she finds it hard to disobey them. They consider her a gift of their goddess so mostly ensure she is taken care of.
* Jilrien's curse will end once she achieves one of two goals -- replacing each and every statue she destroyed, or learning an artistic trade and creating a legendary masterpiece herself. As the statues were each created with divine inspiration by masters, it is not likely she can replace them, and she has no artistic training. She does not know about this (the church does, but cannot tell her) so the chances of her being freed is very very low.