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The Tale

When she was very young Pomona's dads told her a story about The Royal Jelly, a specially made honey that could turn any Bunbii into royalty or significantly increase the powers of a royal Bunbii. The recipe for this Royal Jelly had been passed down on one of her dads' side of the family, and he told Pomona that although he is a worker Bunbii that there is a bit of royal blood in their veins.

As Pomona grew older she doubted the validity of this story but still accepted the recipe from her dad when she left home to live on her own.
One day, while doing some autumn cleaning, Pomona found the Royal Jelly recipe card her dads gave her and decided to give making it a shot. She collected the required ingredients and got to work. It took her 3 days and 3 night until the jelly was finished, only enough to fit in a small jar, a total of 3 spoonfuls.

Under the soft golden glow of a gentle sunrise Pomona had a taste of the jelly to humour both herself and her dads who were probably still snug in bed miles away.

The jelly... wasn't very tasty. With the reverence her dad spoke of the recipe she had hoped it would at least be palatable but it tasted spicy, sour, and sweet at the same time, and there was an aftertaste that made Pomona frown. She put the spoon down and thought about writing her dads to ask if she had made a mistake fashioning this jelly. Or maybe, this had all been an elaborate dad joke they had played on her. She frowned harder.

Pomona stood up and sighed and stretched her sleepy muscles but as she breathed in she could taste something new in the air, a powerful floral taste that replaced the musty aftertaste of the jelly. Suddenly Pomona could taste every single fruit and every single flower on her tongue. She left her kitchen perplexed, wondering where that smell or taste was coming from. She stood outside and breathed in the now delicious air, her eyes closed tight. Everything around her tasted like the sweetest honey and when she opened her eyes again she could see nothing but flowers. Flowers were there shouldn't be flowers, flowers where the could be flowers, and flowers turning into ripe fruit. Pomona lifted up into the air enveloped by the scent.

High in the air, above all the trees, she could see everything. Every orchard, every meadow, every little flower bed and sprawling garden was her domain and she commanded them to Bloom.

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This is my comic entry for the Transformation Contest.

You can find the ref sheet for Pomona's Wereform here.

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Description

The Tale

When she was very young Pomona's dads told her a story about The Royal Jelly, a specially made honey that could turn any Bunbii into royalty or significantly increase the powers of a royal Bunbii. The recipe for this Royal Jelly had been passed down on one of her dads' side of the family, and he told Pomona that although he is a worker Bunbii that there is a bit of royal blood in their veins.

As Pomona grew older she doubted the validity of this story but still accepted the recipe from her dad when she left home to live on her own.
One day, while doing some autumn cleaning, Pomona found the Royal Jelly recipe card her dads gave her and decided to give making it a shot. She collected the required ingredients and got to work. It took her 3 days and 3 night until the jelly was finished, only enough to fit in a small jar, a total of 3 spoonfuls.

Under the soft golden glow of a gentle sunrise Pomona had a taste of the jelly to humour both herself and her dads who were probably still snug in bed miles away.

The jelly... wasn't very tasty. With the reverence her dad spoke of the recipe she had hoped it would at least be palatable but it tasted spicy, sour, and sweet at the same time, and there was an aftertaste that made Pomona frown. She put the spoon down and thought about writing her dads to ask if she had made a mistake fashioning this jelly. Or maybe, this had all been an elaborate dad joke they had played on her. She frowned harder.

Pomona stood up and sighed and stretched her sleepy muscles but as she breathed in she could taste something new in the air, a powerful floral taste that replaced the musty aftertaste of the jelly. Suddenly Pomona could taste every single fruit and every single flower on her tongue. She left her kitchen perplexed, wondering where that smell or taste was coming from. She stood outside and breathed in the now delicious air, her eyes closed tight. Everything around her tasted like the sweetest honey and when she opened her eyes again she could see nothing but flowers. Flowers were there shouldn't be flowers, flowers where the could be flowers, and flowers turning into ripe fruit. Pomona lifted up into the air enveloped by the scent.

High in the air, above all the trees, she could see everything. Every orchard, every meadow, every little flower bed and sprawling garden was her domain and she commanded them to Bloom.

•

This is my comic entry for the Transformation Contest.

You can find the ref sheet for Pomona's Wereform here.

For

[Tessarium Tracker ]

(EC Claimed )