#third form

You wonder if that titanic form was meant...? Although this does not look for you at all after a atrocious monster.

It will probably be inappropriate, but during dinner together, you take it upon yourself to ask this question...you are too curious to ignore this one.

  Hours pass, while the emperor has important meetings to attend, you have brought order to the private chambers and made a dinner for his interest: crustaceans and seafood.

On time and at the indicated time he had told you by your scouter, the tyrant appears in the dining room and even if his tail wagging was very discreet and almost overlooked...you can see how pleased he seems to be about the food served on the table. "Are you trying to bribe me? Is today a special day, my dear?" he asks in a suave tongue, taking his seat as you take a seat across from him. His salutation alone causes you to feel welcome around him, and you are in no way treated as a wild animal.

"Oh...that was just meant to be a nice gesture...I felt like cooking that," you chuckle a bit sheepishly, trying to make the lie believable, but then two piercing red glowing moons now look at you. You swallow, unable to cover your uncertainty, and the next words create a completely different scenario.

"Pet."

You look at your own plate, somewhat ashamed and scowling, trying to avoid eye contact, but then you are forced by this small mistake by some unknown power to look again at the opposite face, so far away from you...but already giving you goosebumps. His telekinetic powers...you hadn't thought of those. "Speak, my dear pet. The real reason.”

His words, though courteously packaged, radiate a direct command. A clear answer and any, further lie would not be tolerated.

"I-...I'm sorry...I'm just curious a-about a certain horrible transformation...a soldier had described it and I think...I've never seen it before.", you answer with a hesitation, your voice remains halfway normal, yet it takes on trembling features.

"A soldier then? Well well...", his mood immediately changes to an amused demeanor, indeed he is a capricious bastard...but with a certain charm, especially for a sadist. It is clear that there will be one less soldier in the army soon. "But...horrible transformation?", his chuckle gets louder, more amused and you realize that he knows exactly what you're talking about and he just wants to keep stalling you. In the next moment, he is now slowly getting up from his seat, his blood red eyes still focused on you and now coming towards you with strutting steps, echoing through the silent room. Not knowing how to react, you push yourself slightly away from the table, whereupon the chair makes a somewhat shrill noise and the tyrant places one of his cool hands on the back of your hand, holding onto the arm of the chair. "Oh? Why so scared all of a sudden? Where's the usual admiration?" he smirks crookedly, you can only utter stammering, meaningless gibberish.

"Have I already made you speechless? Yet I have not even transformed to the desired form yet, hohoho..."

Maybe you should have said if he minds...this transformation, after all you asked about it a bit rudely...but it seems to you that he doesn't mind it at all, he even wants it. As if he wants to demonstrate this transformation directly in front of you and you feel the electrifying atmosphere that gradually spreads more and more into the room. You wince briefly as he claws your hand, but only slightly injures it with his sharp nails, before he lets go of you, takes two steps back, assumes a steadfast position and tenses every muscle of his so small and yet so powerful body. "Very well my dear...I am just warning you...in this form I am hard to control...", you widen your eyes, remaining seated on your chair with your mouth open, before your instinct tells you to hide behind it then though. And then the transformed disaster takes its course. It's like a complete metamorphosis! His armor breaks instantly and on his back perches two sharp bone-like pillars connected to the natural bioarmor, his size, body proportions change immensely as balance leaves you and you witness the transformation now from the ground.

"HAAAAAAA!", 

Frieza growls, uttering powerful cries...that sound like a great effort....

His mouth takes a completely different shape, the nose quite discreet, if not completely disappeared...the purple sphere that had crowned between his horns takes a much more elongated shape, the cranium also adapts to this shape, decorated with monstrous spikes, similar to the ones now on his back. "...W-wow...", your eyes remain wide, you don't avert your gaze, only as a final shockwave emanates and blows the chair and you away, you try to hold your hands protectively in front of you to cushion the impact against the wall.... But no impact takes place...instead you are held fast by the pink giant tail that had wrapped itself around your stomach. Already quite eerily careful and slow you then feel the ground beneath you, were slowly lowered floating.

"I did not promise too much, did I?", he chuckles viciously, slyly, showing very well his now noticeable fangs, which it is best not to get too close to.

And though he does indeed look like an alien predator now...you're not afraid of him...the soldier's stories turn out not to be true at all. 

Suddenly, however, goosebumps set in all over your body as you feel something sticky and moist against your cheek and only in the next moment you see the large purple tongue move back into his oral cavity. "Hm...not the reaction I would have expected, you should be more afraid of this 'horrible' form...", he seems...disappointed, then sighs briefly, lifting your delicate chin with his deadly index finger and he smirks diabolically now, 

"But this form shall remain our big little secret, yes?", he chuckles at that, now in a much deeper voice.

"Let us continue this conversation later...I have to take care of a certain whistle-blower who is in my army.", and with these words, he takes your scouter from you, purposefully setting out to find this one soldier, as he can filter out the exact location through the device.

You feel slightly guilty about the elder soldier...but Frieza would have figured that out sooner or later himself, being the capricious beast that he is.