The Parity

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''The Parity'' is a tg-themed RPG game. Because of its sexual content and violent language, it is intended for adult players. By clicking the link below you confirm that you are an adult. The game is still in alpha. Future updates will be published at [[TF Games|https://tfgames.site/index.php?module=viewgame&id=2386]], and are also available on my [[Patreon|https://www.patreon.com/kircholm]] and [[SubscribeStar|https://subscribestar.adult/kircholm]]. Remember that feedback is the only reward for the author. I will gladly receive any comments and constructive criticism. For now, thank to the kindness of ''Ero'', who proofread ''Prologue'' and ''Chapter 1'', only the beginning of the game is written in corrected English. :) If you are English native speaker and you are willing to help, let me know. :) As a tg-themed plot, ''The Parity'' falls into following categories:<div align="center">//Action/Adventure; Female to Male Transformation; Horror; Humor; Mind Altered, Hypnosis, Brainwashed; Magical Transformations; Male to Female Transformation; School Girl; Slow Transformation; Stuck.//</div> [[I confirm that I'm an adult.|Let's play]] <<set $pickedApproaches=0>> <<set $display =1>>

<><<set $changeName = false>> <<set $approaches = []>> <<set $count = 0>> <<set $lowStatus = [1,2,3,4,5]>> <<set $mediumStatus = []>> <<set $highStatus = []>> <<set $player ={ "Careful" : 0, "Clever" : 0, "Flashy" : 0, "Forceful" : 0, "Quick" : 0, "Sneaky" : 0, "changeApproach" : "none", "plusMinus" : 1, "allowChangeApproach" : 1, "allowChange" : 1, "Condition": 0, "Conflicts" : 0, "Grades": 0, "Popularity": 0, "Privacy": 0, "feminineHabits": 0}>> <<set $clothes =0>> <<set $math = { "Careful" : 0, "Clever" : 0, "Flashy" : 0, "Forceful" : 0, "Quick" : 0, "Sneaky" : 0}>> <<set $choices = { "Careful" : 0, "Clever" : 0, "Flashy" : 0, "Forceful" : 0, "Quick" : 0, "Sneaky" : 0, "Condition" : 0, "Conflicts": 0, "Grades": 0, "Popularity": 0, "Privacy": 0, "Maximum" : 0}>> <<set $you ={ "maleName" : "Paul", "femaleName" : "Pauline"}>> <<set $they={ "oliviaFemaleName" : "Olivia", "oliviaMaleName" : "Olivier", "marthaFemaleName" : "Martha", "marthaMaleName" : "Martin", "carlMaleName" : "Carl", "carlFemaleName" : "Caroline", "robertName" : "Robert", "dorothyName" : "Dorothy", "justinName" : "Justin", "davidName" : "David", "claudiaName" : "Claudia" }>> <<set $auntie = { "baseDefiance" : 0, "Defiance" : 0, "Anger" : 0}>> <<set $status1 =2>><>"<<textbox "$you.maleName" "Paul">>, have you heard me?" You noticed that familiar stern tone in your mother's voice. Well, you are tired anyway. "Sure, mom. I'm going to bed. Now. Seriously." She didn't leave your room. You sighed loudly and switched your notebook off. Your mom watched you carefully. "You look good, dear." It wasn't a compliment. It was a statement. You'll go tomorrow to school after two week absence. "Good night." "Night, mom." Finally, she left. Damn, she was always strict, but after your 18th birthday, she was just out of her mind. It was as if she was just waiting for you to come home someday and announce that you've just dropped out of school and were moving in with your pregnant underaged girlfriend... Well, your mother was a social worker and saw weird stuff every day.[[New character]]

Well, you had to admit, that the idea of changing into a girl somehow fascinated you. The transformed girls quickly got used to their new genders and seemed to be happy. Of course, you couldn't judge properly, but they appeared to be more attractive as girls. You wouldn't vote for a change, but as it would happen, maybe you wouldn't despair at all? Of course, if you had been changed today, you'd surely have been bullied by ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' and the rest of the boys until you finished school. The senior year was long... So was this day ahead of you.[[You got to school.|Auntie's statue]] <><<set $count = $count+1>> <<defiance $auntie>><<updateDefiance $auntie>> <<set $beAgirl=true>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>> <<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">><<changeApproach $player>><>You looked your friends in the eye. They were embarrassed, sad, distressed. They should be. "You fuckers." you hissed. You were angry. More than angry. You were betrayed. "Why didn't you tell me? Anyone could be hugged. This fucking curse is out of control. Fuck!" you exclaimed. "We've talked about this! That we would support each other if ''Auntie'' hugged one of us! We agreed that bullying transformed guys and girls is sick! Seriously, guys! What were you thinking?!" "''<<print $you.maleName>>'', calm down..." "Fuck you! Fuck you all! You’re setting me up. And for whom? To ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''!" "You heard what ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' said. It's a humbug..." "Oh, we have an expert!" you sneered. "No offence, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', I won't bet my balls on your occult knowledge." She smiled. "No offence taken." she answered. You looked around. "You threw me in deep shit, guys. I expect you to help me. You owe me that." They assured you to their support. <<if $player.Forceful gte 3>><><<set $directVictim = false>><>You believed them. <<else>>You weren't sure about that. You realized that ''Auntie's'' hugs were a test of friendship some guys couldn't pass.<</if>>[[So, the Parity...]]

<><<set $angerDescription = false>><<anger $auntie>><<set $count = $count+1>><><div class="hintboxOwn"><div align="center">''Anger'' is one of two main stats of ''Auntie''. The patroness of ''Rosset High School'' doesn’t like it when her prey does something against her wishes. Her ''Anger'' could manifest in many ways, but remember that trickery is her main way of acting.</div></div> Then you felt it. The anger of the powerful mind that was overwhelming you. <<if visited("You are the man")>>You stood up, naked and alarmed. You realized that ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' disappeared. <<if visited("In public")>> So the other people.<<else>>You looked out the window.<</if>> The square was empty. Only the statue of ''Auntie'' was staring at you and that gaze made you tremble. You quickly put your jeans and shoes on. You felt that you were an intruder. You ran through the square. You somehow knew you needed to leave the school's ground. Every second you spent in the presence of this anger was pulsing with pain in your head. Then you reached the gate. You felt a great relief. You didn't dare to turn around. <<else>><><<set $dreamSex = false>><>You decidedly took ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' hand and hid your cock back to your boxers. You corrected the shirt and jeans. You smiled at her, but she winced. When you saw her grimace you realized that a girl in front of you didn't look like ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' anymore. Her eyes were darker, her teeth too white and her mouth too wide. "Am I not good enough for you, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''?" she snarled. She clenched fists and you saw her fingers were sharp too. "Not this way." you answered. You hoped she would calm down, but she went furious. People in the square started to yell at you, but you didn't recognize the single words. But it was a scream full of hate. Everybody started to move in your direction. You decided to retreat, but you didn't dare to turn around from then, so you walked backward. You felt the anger, but it seemed to bring out from the ''Auntie's'' statue. The bust was staring at you intensively. Luckily, you finally reached the school's gate.<</if>>[[Then you woke up.|Wake up]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>"Wow, your tits are bigger than mine!" You somehow focused, however the waves of pleasure were overwhelming you. You pushed ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' away. Her mischievous smile seemed to be more vicious than usual. You felt an unfamiliar weight on your chest. You looked down and saw them. "I am so happy about you," she hissed and kissed you. "They are pretty, don't you think?" You sprang to your feet. Your breasts bounced. Shocked, you touched them. They felt so real. "Why? How?" you managed to say. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' got up. Her moves were slow, there was something hypnotic about them. She reached her hand to touch you, but you stepped back. "O, don't be scared, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," she scoffed. "Enjoy the moment. I know you can. Your nipples are hard." You realized she was right. Your nipples, bigger and darker than they used to, felt really good. You felt them more than your cock, which scared you more. Did you still have it? Because of your breasts, you couldn't see your crotch and you were afraid to touch it. "''<<print $you.maleName>>'', ''<<print $you.maleName>>'', ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," she sang your name. "Why are you like this? It's our day, babe. I will fulfill your every dream. Don't ruin this." But you knew already, that she didn't act or talked like ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. She even didn't look like her, not anymore. Her eyes shone too bright, her teeth were too white and sharp. There was something about her hair. It was... swarming. "Yeah? Will you fulfill my dream?" you asked. "You filled it enough." ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' nodded. She blew you a kiss. "Later..."[[You woke up.|Wake up]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>"''Auntie'' will hug one of the boys today." You looked at her, shocked. "Are you kidding me, right?" you asked. But the glances your friends exchanged were the best confirmation. "Our twin sisters finally moved out," ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' explained. "So we have a vacancy... And <<textbox "$they.carlMaleName" "Carl">> wants you to fill it. He convinced some boys to... well... treat you like a girl today." Your whole world dropped out from under you. So that was what that dream was about? ''Auntie'' was looking for a boy who'd be transformed into a girl, to align the number of girls and boys in your class. Did she want to look at you closer? And your worst enemy is setting you up? And no one warned you? Any of your friends? ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looked at you with compassion on her beautiful face. She put her hand on your shoulder. "You know, this is humbug, you can't influence ''Auntie'' that way," she assured you. She was kind of an expert because she was transformed too. You remembered her as <<textbox "$they.marthaMaleName" "Martin">>. "You can't nominate somebody for a hug by calling him a girl. But it's going to be a hard day for you, that's all." That's all. Easy to say. You decided to...[[...show your anger.|Angry]] <<forceful $display>> [[...turn it into joke.|Laugh]] <<flashy $display>> [[...keep calm and show no emotions.|Don't show emotions]] <<sneaky $display>>

Ok, it was kinky. You were tricked. And you knew ''Auntie'', she set this up to use you maximally. She took something from you to satisfy her hunger. You were her victim, you were her prey. But it didn't change the fact that you enjoyed every moment you spent with ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. It was the best sex you've ever had. You smiled. Your phone started to buzz, interrupting those thoughts. It was your alarm clock.[[Time to go to school.|Time to school]] <><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $relations.Olivia=$relations.Olivia+1>> <<defiance $auntie>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">><<changeApproach $player>><>You smiled. "Sure, humbug," you agreed with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. "Thanks for the warning. Will we have some tests this week? ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' didn't say a word, but she couldn’t have forgotten..." The sudden change of subject surprised your classmates and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', but the fact was that for you the conversation about ''Auntie'' was over for now. You weren't close with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', you knew she was a self-centered, calculated person. If the plot against you really concerned her, she had plenty of time to warn you. Being a messenger of such a view in the last minute when you could change nothing was suspicious. Maybe she wanted to provoke you to some hasty actions. She wasn't a victim of transformation. She volunteered for ''Auntie''. So she could have her part. Well, just like ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', which worried you more. You trusted ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. She was your real, true friend. You still were taking part in further conversation, but you were thinking about something else. About the curse.[[About the Parity.|So, the Parity...]]

Well, maybe you were a nerd or just a typical representative of the generation raised on Harry Potter, but the tangible proof of the existence of the supernatural didn't shock you. Of course, the magic of Hogwarts didn't feed on the libido of the students (well, excluding the fan fiction), but you were sure that ''Auntie'' wasn't the only spirit interfering in people's lives. If you had an opportunity, you'd gladly know more. You read some books about magic and occultism, but they usually were badly written self-promotion of their authors. You suspected they could be of use similarly to the novels of Steven King. You wondered for a moment how it would look having ''Auntie'' played by Bill Skarsgård. Damn, you were tired. Then your alarm clock started to buzz.[[Time to go to school.|Time to school]]<<set $count = $count+1>> <<set $occultInterests=true>>

<><<set $auntie.Defiance=$auntie.Defiance+1>><>Fuck them. Fuck ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''. If you were the best candidate to transform, you'd get used to tampons and make-up. They were no better than you. Morons. You were one against many, but it didn't mean you were hopeless. ''Auntie'' was a capricious bitch and, if the rumors were true, had her taste. You knew at least one person who managed to communicate with her, but ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was just a bully, not an occult mastermind. You sighed in relief. Ok, that night and morning were tense, sure, but you'd somehow figure this whole mess out. As always.<><<if $auntie.Defiance lt 0>>Then you thought about a dream and how hard was to resist ''Auntie's'' suggestions. You knew you'd be no challenge for her. You felt weaker when you remembered the presence of her powerful will. Well, let's focus on the ordinary enemies.<</if>><>[[You got to school.|Auntie's statue]] <><<set $count = $count+1>><<updateDefiance $auntie>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>> <<if not visited("Run") and not visited("Laugh back")>><<set $player.Conflicts=$player.Conflicts+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">><<changeApproach $player>>Ok, you heard enough. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was so sure, so relaxed, so confident. You swung and punched him into the face. You heard his groan and that made you smile.<<else>>You wanted to avoid violence, but it was useless. You knew your classmates understood only strength. So you decided to take your chances. You clenched your fists and hit ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' in the face. He groaned.<</if>><>"Come on, fucker," you encouraged him. He was faltering for the moment. You hit him hard. The blood was dripping from his cut lip. Again, the crowd thickened around you. But this time you weren't the only attraction. You knew your classmates were on ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'s'' side, but there were also the other students who just enjoyed the show. "Hey, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''!" shouted the guy who took a photo of you. "You said it was all settled, that he's a pussy, but now you are bleeding!" "It's his time of the month," you said and senior students laughed. You earned some sympathy from the public. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' charged you.<><<if $player.Forceful gte 3>>You dodged him easily. You were angry, but not out of your mind. You knew it wasn't a time for a clean fight, so you struck him in the stomach. He curled up and then you pushed him strongly. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' fell on the ground coughing. "Fuck off, dickhead," you hissed. "Even if ''Auntie'' will hug me today, I will always be able to kick your ass. But why should she change me and not you? Am I weaker than you?" ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' groaned quietly. You turned around. Older students congratulated you. You shook some hands. Your classmates remained silent. They helped ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' to get up. You heard someone muttering: "Maybe ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' will lose his balls today." You hoped that this fight was enough to convince them to fuck off.<<set $directVictim = false>><<elseif $player.Forceful ==2 or $player.Conflicts gt 1>>You dodged him easily. You were angry, but not out of your mind. You knew it wasn't a time for a clean fight, so you struck him in the stomach. He curled up and then you pushed him strongly. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' fell on the ground coughing. "Fuck off, dickhead," you hissed. "Even if ''Auntie'' will hug me today, I will always be able to kick your ass. But why should she change me and not you? Am I weaker than you?" You turned around. The students apart from those of your class congratulated you on your victory. You knew it wasn't the end. You were fighting a lot through your school life and even if you won sometimes, it didn't solve anything. You were hated. <<set $directVictim = true>><<else>>He wasn't strong, he wasn't quick. You had more or less equal chances. You'd have probably won this fight, if you hadn't slipped on the wet sidewalk. You lost the balance for a moment, but this moment was enough for ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' to grab and throw you. You managed to cover your head when he started to kick you. "You bitch! You little shit! You faggot!" he screamed. "I will teach you your place! You cunt! You fucker!" The pain was intense, but you didn't scream. Finally he calmed down. "Fuck you. Behave better or I’ll forget again that I don't fight girls." Then he left. People around you were laughing and commenting. One of the older girls helped you get up. She smiled sadly. "Get up, little girl," she said. You showed some spirit, but better go back to your dolls. You can't cheat the Parity."<><<set $humiliation=1>><<set $directVictim = true>><><</if>><>[[So, the Parity...]]

You didn't want to go with ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. It would be awkward after this dream. So you wrote her back that you would see her at school. Besides, you didn't want to be late and ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' just couldn't be on time anywhere. So you went to school. It was been the first time for two weeks that you were out. It was a warm, sunny, spring day. It was a day you would like to spend outside, not in the cold, grim walls of ''Rosset High School''. At least you had a nice walk to school. There was a large park where you spent most of your childhood. While you were going through, you sometimes looked back to the old times. Well, your neighborhood had changed a lot. It wasn't safe then. Drunk, aggressive men bothered the passers-by, even during the day. Your parents constantly reminded you to watch your steps because of shards of broken bottles lying everywhere. At night, no reasonable man dared to go into the park. The cries and shouts reminded you of a horror movie. Nowadays it was a civilized, safe place. Young women jogged here on evenings. There were security guards and clean benches. Even the ruins of Russian forts of the nineteenth century were renovated and adapted for restaurants. So, the change was undeniable. But then you often were hanging around with your childhood friends, and now you were alone. But not for long.<><<if $relations.baseBoys lte 2>>It was true to say that the park was generally a safe place. But even in the safest place you could be in danger if you met bad people. And for you, these bad people were your classmates. [[Or cellmates as you called them.|Your cellmates]]<</if>> <<if $relations.baseBoys gte 3>>The park was a popular place for the students of ''Rosset High School''. So it was easy to meet someone. You heard the male voices that called your name. [[You met friends.|Your friends]]<</if>> <<set $count = $count+1>><>

<><<set $relations.Olivia=$relations.Olivia+1>> <<set $count = $count+1>><>You passed the entrance to the park. There was a statue and the fountain. As you and ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' were raised in the neighborhood, it was your usual place for meetings. When you were little kids, you used to throw coins in the fountain and make wishes. Two months ago, when you both were absolutely drunk, you took some coins out of the water, because you needed some for a beer. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' named it a refund of the long-term investment. You sat on the lining. Of course it wasn't fifteen minutes, because ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' lateness was legendary. So, as usual, when she appeared at last , she practically ran. Well, she didn't look like in your dream. You didn't know if you felt more relief or sadness about that. For sure, her life would be easier if she looked like in the vision. But you knew she was fine with herself in a state practically unavailable for typical teenage girls. She had short dark hair and a rather pale complexion. She barely used any makeup. She usually grinned in the way you would expect on the Cheshire Cat, if he was a schoolgirl from cursed high school. She didn't care much about her clothing. You probably never saw her in a skirt since kindergarten. She usually wore combat pants, as she could hold nearly everything in the pockets. She kissed you delicately on the cheek, which reminded you of a far more passionate kiss. "Let's go before I'll kill us," she exclaimed with a wry smile. "I am one of the most dangerous killers in this world!" "Killers should be dangerous for others, not for themselves," you said smiling. "Didn't you hear about the suicide terrorists? I am one of them. Totally!" she said with comic pride . "I can use a pancake as a murder weapon! I will kill many innocent people, if you let me. So, you know," she smiled widely, "you have to cook for us for the sake of these all women and children. But you can wait until I'll kill <<textbox "$they.carlMaleName" "Carl">>." It was a good idea. "I can't let you murder him," you opposed. "You swore you would let me do this!" you reminded her. He was your true enemy since your fresh year. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' pulled a face. "You can't take my promises seriously when I am drunk!" Well, it was definitely the same ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' you knew your whole life. Would you talk with her about the dream?[[Yes, it could be important.|Talk about dream - Yes]] [[No way. Well, maybe later.|Talk about dream - No]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $auntie.Defiance=$auntie.Defiance+1>><>You were used. Something was stolen from you. The energy, the life force, whatever it was. But it was yours, and you were robbed. You winced. You heard the stories about dreams like that, but people from your school usually spoke about them as great adventures. You felt only embarrassment and disgust. Your phone started to buzz, interrupting those thoughts. It was your alarm clock.[[Time to go to school.|Time to school]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<defiance $auntie>> <<if not visited("What's up with the clock?") and not visited("What are you doing?") and not visited("This is wrong") or $agreeFirstDream==true>> <<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">><<changeApproach $player>><</if>><> Having sex with ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was one thing, but doing this in front of the whole school was something different. You looked around. "Oh, you are shy!" she exclaimed slyly. "Maybe you shouldn't be," she added stroking your cock. You moaned and then kissed her impatiently, hard. Still, people around you, who were laughing and pointing at you, were really distracting. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' sighed. "You are such a showman, aren't you? Come on, let's go. We should be fucking right now." She released your cock and guided to you the school. It looked different than in reality. The heavy, red curtains fit an old, nineteenth-century building. The corridors were empty. "So, ''<<print $you.maleName>>'', are you ha..." She didn't finish the sentence, because you closed her mouth with a deep kiss. You started to undress her, which was a difficult task as she was stroking your cock all the time. Finally, you both were naked. You caress her breasts for a moment, then you reached lower, to her wet pussy...[[You came.|You cum]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<if not visited("What are you doing?")>><<defiance $auntie>><</if>><<if not visited("What's up with the clock?") and not visited("What are you doing?") and not visited("This is wrong") or $agreeFirstDream==true>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<changeApproach $player>><</if>><>It was absolutely crazy. People had to back off, because in passion you and ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' didn't care if you bumped into somebody. You quickly dropped your clothes. When she finally leaned against ''Auntie's'' bust, she wore only very sexy lingerie. Her panties were soaked with her juices. You stood in front of her in boxers. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' smiled and reached her hand to your bulge. "Time to unpack presents," she said. Her voice, a little scratched, drove you crazy even before her slender fingers touched your cock. She slowly lowered your boxers, then she ruffled your balls. You moaned loudly. You felt you would explode. "Now, practice with a bra," she demanded. She turned around. Your impatient fingers desperately tightened on the straps of her bra. You fought with them for a while, but finally, the last barrier between you and her breasts fell off. You made her face you and admired her perfect body. One more smooth move and you revealed her pussy. You were so excited. When you both were naked, she stuck to you and got around to your cock seriously. Your world flashed in the ecstasy.[[You came.|You cum]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">><<changeApproach $player>><>You somehow managed to calm down. You were angry with ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', but you didn't know her role in this plot. Sure, she was your best friend and you couldn't imagine her doing something against you (something serious, of course, you were a constant victim of her jokes, but that didn't count). But, the fact was, she had specific ideas. For example, she could just think that you would be happier as a girl and simply used the situation. She could also ignore the dangers of plot, as she followed her own plan against ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''... So many questions. You were walking quietly. She was in good mood and obviously didn't mind your reaction. You had a lot to investigate. But now...[[...you started to think about the Parity.|So, the Parity...]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>> <<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">><<changeApproach $player>><>You forced yourself to laugh. "I don't know, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''" you said. "Have you thought about it? You'd make quite a tall girl, if ''Auntie'' let you keep your height. And even if not, you are the one experienced with heels, not me." You wiped away ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'s'' smile. He was ashamed of his height and tried to hide it by wearing wedges. "Shut up, bitch!" he shouted. "You won't be so talkative with a cock in your throat!" "At least I have to kneel to suck one!" you snapped back. You learned that the key to winning such squabbles was to repeat insults similar to the first one that the audience liked. Nobody really liked ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''. Jokes about his height were quite popular.<<if $player.Flashy gte 3>><><<set $directVictim = false>><>"''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'', do you really know how to walk in heels? Maybe you'd teach me how?" That was the reaction you needed. "Sure he does. If he doesn't wear them, he would have to find a girlfriend shorter than him in the third grade." "I told you to shut up!" But ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' lost the initiative. The audience changed sides. Even your classmates that hated you started to leave. He muttered something indistinctly and left also. You breathed deeply. So, the dream meant something.[[The Parity.|So, the Parity...]] <<elseif $player.Flashy == 2>>They laughed. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' winced. He clenched fists. You were preparing to fight, but one of your classmates said: "Come on, man. You'd hit everybody who noticed you are short? Let's go." ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' spat. They left. You had a moment to think... [[...about the Parity|So, the Parity...]] <<elseif $player.Flashy lte 1>>You knew that some people chuckled. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' winced. He clenched fists and fell on you.[[You had to fight.|Fight]] <</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">><<changeApproach $player>><>You forced yourself to smile. "So, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' wants to make me a girl, right?" you said and chuckled. "I think he could be a good teacher. He knows how to walk in heels!" Your friend laughed, somehow nervously. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was short and he was ashamed of it. Sometimes he wore wedges. "In fact, he could make a nice girl himself. Don't you think, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''? At least he would stop bullying girls because of the way they look. With his height, he would probably have little tits. Oh, I get it!" you exclaimed. "You want some busty girl, so you didn't tell me. Fuck you, guys!" You laughed. Turning the matter into a joke cleared the air. "You know, I already have your number," one of your classmates said. "So what?" you snapped back. "You've got ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' number for two years. Champions League is just out of your reach, dude." He blushed furiously. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' smirked. "Wow, ''<<print $you.maleName>>'', that was bitchy." "Good for me. Boys love bitches." Being funny was a gift that helped you to solve many school problems, but your sense of humor was giving you rather little chances against ''Auntie''. You thought about the school's curse...[[...the Parity.|So, the Parity...]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<if visited("Skip the details")>>"...a new girl to fuck in your dreams." "You mean..." "Free hugs from our dear, old ''Auntie''!" You were transfixed by this simple sentence. So you were right. ''Auntie'' was up to something. Today she would use the Parity, the curse of your school. <</if>><<if visited("Talk about dream - No")>>" Today we're going to have a new girl in our class!" You were transfixed by this simple sentence. You realized that it didn't mean that some new person would come to your class. It was the Parity, the curse of your school. <</if>><<if visited ("Tell everything") and not visited("Olivia's up to something")>>"Whatever..." you droned. So it was useless. You achieved only one: she would use this dream only to needle you. Another addition to the compromising jokes... But then ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' stopped for a while. "Well, as we started to talk about ''Auntie''..." she said, more seriously. "I don't think you should be worried about her. <<if visited("Bigger than mine") and visited("Tell everything")>>Or about the size of your boobs.<</if>> But... there is one boy in our class, who should be worried. Who'll be worried. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''". ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' hated ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' and didn't hide it. You couldn't blame her. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was quite popular in the school, but many people just didn't want to mess with him. He was a cruel prankster, usually bullying girls. <<if $relations.Boys lte 2>>He didn't mind bullying you either. <</if>>''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was out of his range, of course, but in her sense of justice she would gladly lead him to the gallows. <</if>> <<if visited ("Tell everything") and visited("Olivia's up to something")>>"Well, as we started to talk about ''Auntie''..." she said, more seriously. "I don't think you should be worried about her. <<if visited("Bigger than mine") and visited("Tell everything")>>Or about the size of your boobs.<</if>> But... there is one boy in our class, who should be worried. Who'll be worried. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''". ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' hated ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' and didn't hide it. You couldn't blame her. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was quite popular in the school, but many people just didn't want to mess with him. He was a cruel prankster, usually bullying girls. <<if $relations.Boys lte 2>>He didn't mind bullying you either. <</if>>''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was out of his range, of course, but in her sense of justice she would gladly lead him to the gallows. <</if>><>"''Auntie'' will be rather busy. You probably don't know. Our twins have finally moved out. ''Auntie'' will hug some boy today." //Probably.// No one said a word for this whole time! You felt scared. Twin sisters moved out. There were two less girls than boys. ''Auntie'' didn't like a lack of balance between the sexes. The number of girls and boys must be equal. That meant that... That one boy would become a girl today. You remained speechless because of the shock for a while. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' looked somehow satisfied with your reaction. "Lift your heart, young lad!" she exclaimed, hitting you on the back. "''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' and the other boys want to do everything to place you in the pussy team, so it will be rough, my friend," she warned, but her voice sounded totally reckless. "But don't worry. ''Auntie's'' hugs don't miss. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' is the biggest cunt in our class, so he'll stick tampons in his own in a few weeks." Her confidence didn't cheer you up. You were going to fight for your manhood! There was a plot against you and you couldn't do anything earlier, because ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', your best friend, decided to keep that news in secret! You weren't sure about ''Auntie's'' taste. You heard the stories that very girly girls ended with dicks swinging between their legs and jocks that became the girlfriends of their teammates. You looked at ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' calm, even joyful face and felt how the anger was increasing in you in every second.<><<if visited("Olivia's up to something")>>"Don't worry," she said. "I have a plan!" [[You let her tell her plan.|She told you her plan]] <</if>><>[["Why didn't you tell me?!"|Yell at her!]] <<if $forcefulConversation ==0>><<forceful $display>><</if>> [[It was useless to yell at her...|It's useless to yell at her]] <<sneaky $display>>

<><<defiance $auntie>><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' dominated you completely. You didn't complain. She was a busy girl. Her mouth and hands were in a constant rush, caressing your body. You tried to do something, but you felt dizzy and weaker every second. Lying on your back, you even didn't see well what she was doing. You could only feel the sensations. Strange, but she seemed to concentrate on your chest. She licked and pinched your nipples. It felt really good, but you were sure that would feel better for a woman, not you. When she bit one and blew you were confused. Before you protested, she started to stroke your cock again which made you forget about it. You moaned loudly. She definitely knew the spots. Suddenly she stopped. You heard her chuckle. You managed to focus. The words she spoke sobered you up. She said:[["Wow, your tits are bigger than mine!"|Bigger than mine]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<if visited("Tell everything")>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">><<changeApproach $player>><<set $forcefulConversation =1>><</if>><<if visited("Tell everything")>>You grabbed her shoulder and stopped her. You turned her to face you. "Hey, maybe dinner first?" she exclaimed. "And wine. Absolutely, you need a lot of wine with a face like yours. Hey, I am being harassed, help me!" she shouted to the passer-by, quite convincingly. The elder woman snorted and looked at her coldly. She didn't stop. "Do you believe that?" ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' seemed to be really outraged. "This is modern society! No empathy! No compassion! I could die here and no one would give a shit!" She was looking at the woman carefully for a few seconds. "I think she's my neighbour", she said. "I've never liked her. I will piss on your grave, you old cow." You handled this scene with growing impatience. "''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''," you started very seriously. You looked into her eyes. "I need to know. Our school is fucked up. You know it. Just tell me, honestly. Don't you think that ''Auntie'' could mess with my head? I woke up drained. It wasn't just a dream. I've never had anything like that before." She sighed. "Ok, buddy." she said. "I wanted a surprise for you, but if you prefer to spoil the show... Ok!" she shrugged. "You are my best friend, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. I will do anything for you. Even destroy a Christmas. But you will explain yourself to the disappointed children. I warned you."<<else>>"I had a dream about ''Auntie''' last night." ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' could fool the teachers at school or even lie to her parents (but your mother was always out of her reach), but you knew her too well. She was very concerned. "You were in that dream too," you continued. She laughed, somehow nervously. "Fascinating." You waited. She looked at you. "What? Was I cheating on you and you are making drama about that?" She chuckled, but you didn't let her turn into a joke. "Our school is fucked up, you know. I just want to know if something weird happened." She sighed. "Look, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. I don't care what you were dreaming about. Actually, ''Auntie'' is quite active now. And I had to made some choices I didn't really want to. But this wasn't about you. Trust me." You still were looking at her. "Dude, stop frowning!" ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' exclaimed. "I don't have to report my private life! This isn't about you. But ok, I'll tell you!"<</if>><>[[She finally got down to business.|Olivia talks about Carl]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $cheater = false>> <<set $preparedToLessons=true>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">><<changeApproach $player>><> You studied a lot during your illness. <<if $player.Grades lt 2>>Maybe you didn't care about your grades like your mother thought you should, but it didn't mean you forgot that the school year would end in two months. A two week absence would make your June miserable, so you tried to catch up on your studying.<<else>>Your grades were good and they should stay this way. You got a scholarship last year and you want that money this year too. Besides that, you would finish high school next year and you had to think about your future.<</if>> So you were quite calm about this day, even a math lesson didn't make you sweat, however many kids in school had nightmares about it and talked about it to their therapists. Your phone vibrated. You got some messages. From ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. "Back to prison?" "Wait for me in the park." "10min." "15. Burned breakfast." ":((((((" Did you wait for ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' or did you go to school alone?[[You went with her.|Go with Olivia]] [[You went alone.|Go alone]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' and you knew each other your whole life. With two more kids, you were a bunch of friends who grew up together. She was the youngest child in her family. She had two much older brothers. Her parents were zealots who spent more time in church than at home, so she grew as a wild child in the street. Your father probably spent more time with her than her own family. As they had many things in common, your mother once joked that maybe ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was really your half-sister. Your father answered that he would have to grow a beard and pretend to be Jesus to seduce ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' mother. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was a tomboy and the real chief of your gang. She used her influence on you to drag you into trouble. She caused the best and the worst memories in your life. But even with such a rich history of your friendship, you'd never imagine her in the role she played in your dream. Your phone started to buzz. It was alarm clock.[[Time to school.|Time to school]]

<><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">><<changeApproach $player>><>You pushed ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' away and ran. You heard the whistles, name-calling and laughter, but you didn't care. The situation was dangerous, so you didn't challenge it in such unfair conditions. You had to think.<<if $player.Quick gte 2>><><<set $directVictim = true>><> You knew this park like the back of your hand. You ran to the ruins of the forts. Some of them remained in the permanent renovation. You quickly jump over the fences. You didn't think your classmates were determined enough to chase you here, but you didn't want to risk it. You went under the scaffoldings and entered the fort. Despite the renovation, it was still stinking with mold and decay. You used to play here as a kid. You knew there was a corridor leading to the other side of the earthwork. Workers didn't close the door, they just hung the sign. You had a lot of time to think about ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'', ''Auntie'' and... [[...the Parity.|So, the Parity...]] <<else>>But they didn't have you a chance. The chase didn't last long. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' grabbed your arm, so you had to stop. "Where the fuck do you think you're going, bitch?" he yelled. You realized that violence was the only solution. [[You had to fight.|Fight]] <</if>>

Since you broke up with your girlfriend last year, <<if $relations.Girls gte 3>>you had some Tinder dates that ended with sex, but they meant a little. You suspected that the girls you were with wanted to prove they could find a man. You felt used.<<elseif $relations.Girls lte 2>>you weren't sexually active, except if you counted masturbation.<</if>> You weren't really interested in sex without the relationship. Maybe it was a part of the bliss you felt during the dream. You didn't have sex with some random hot chick. You made love to ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', the girl who already was an important part of your life.<<if visited("Olivia's initiative")>>Well, at least you could say that about the first part of your dream. The part about growing breasts was weird. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' distracted you to go along with her plans. That was tricky. You sighed. What a night.[[She humiliated you.|Humilitied]] [[It was crazy, but nice.|Crazy, but nice]]<<else>>The struggle for initiative was nice. You admired ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' pugnacity. She usually seemed to be stronger than you, so forcing her to take the submissive role was a new thing. Unfortunately, it was easier in a dream than in real life. Your alarm clock started to buzz.[[Time to school]]<</if>> <><<set $count = $count+1>><>

"A plan?" you asked through clenched teeth. You closed your fingers into a fist. "Yup, " she confirmed. "I've done my homework, you know. There is a way to communicate with ''Auntie'' and if you do that, you can make a deal with her. Like, who would be transformed and in what way." You stayed stunned. It was madness. But ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' didn't notice (or care). She continued confidently: "Yeah, it was wild, when the news spread out. I mean, there are a lot of creeps who thought they could make their dream girlfriends. It was sick. Maybe you were lucky you were ill last week. Boys went psycho. But they couldn’t handle all these occult things. They were too scared. I wasn't." "Have you... made this deal?" you asked quietly. "Yup, sort of. It has two parts and the second one I can do only on the day of hugging. I've ordered nothing kinky or cruel," she reserved. She looked at you, evidently looking for a praise. "However ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' would deserve it. He deserves to be an ugly chick, or extremely busted, as he wants to see all girls. That would be just. But no, he will just be a girl. That's enough." You didn't want to think about this poetic justice. You already saw the ''Rosset High School'', grimly contrasted among many younger buildings in the street. There were a lot of things you should talk about with ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', but they had to wait. More and more students were passing by, and you were sure that everyone waited for the results of today's hugs. That everyone thought about the Parity.[[So, the Parity...]] <><<set $count = $count+1>> <<set $oliviaPlan=true>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You cleared your throat. "''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''," you started. "I need to talk with you about something..." She covered her mouth for a second and made her eyes wide. "Oh my God, oh my God, it's happening! I'm fainting!" she exclaimed. She started to fan herself. Then she looked at you severely. "You should kneel before me, you know." Then she laughed. Well, that was predictable, but it didn't make the whole thing easier anyway. You sighed and told her about the dream. It was quite a chaotic story, but she seemed to understand the idea. Her smile got wider and wider, but she didn't interrupt you. "And then I woke up," you finished. "I felt... exhausted." "I bet you did," she muttered. "I am a sex beast, after all." "Don't you think that ''Auntie'' could mess with my head?", you asked. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' shrugged. "Nah," she said flippantly. "I think you are just horny little bastard. You were watching porn constantly for two weeks, that's all." "Wow, that was a really quick and insightful diagnosis, doc. Thank you," you said ironically. You regretted telling her. "You are welcome, as always." She thought for a moment. "''Auntie'' is crazy, sex-hungry demonic bitch. But you are, as I said, just a horny little bastard. You can't blame her for everything. We, fair and innocent girls" -- she wiggled her breasts -- are constantly warned how dirty boys are. But don't worry. Since today you'll have...[["...a new girl to fuck in your dreams."|Olivia talks about Carl]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>> <<set $angerDescription = true>> <<set $clockMystery = false>> <<set $oliviaPlan=false>> <<set $marthaOliviaquarrel=false>> <<set $oliviaPact=false>> <<set $beAgirl=false>> <<set $cheater=false>> <<set $humiliation=0>> <<set $tellAboutDream = false>> <<set $forcefulConversation =0>> <<if $relations.Boys gte 4>><<set $directVictim=false>><<else>><<set $directVictim=true>><</if>><<set $status2 =5>><><div align="center"><h2>Prologue</h2></div>You fell asleep quickly, but you didn't sleep well this night. You woke up several times having this disturbing feeling that you were being observed, and it wasn't someone friendly. Before you managed to fall again into restless slumber, you were listening carefully for a while. You expected to hear someone's heavy breath or sneaking footsteps. But no, the only sound you heard was quiet music from your father's office room. Apparently he was listening to the soundtrack from "Blues Brothers" while finishing his project. Surprisely you felt calmed by your father's presence. You corrected the blanket so that your feet didn't stick out, as you did as a small kid who was constantly scared by imaginary monsters. Finally, exhausted by these awakenings, you plunged deeper into dreaming. You hadn't had such a dream before. You were fully aware that you weren't awake. But still, everything felt real. You even feel a weak wind stroking your hair. You were in front of ''Rosset High School''. A grim, squat building from the nineteenth century, it was repulsive as always. So was the bust of the patroness, Alice Rosset, who was named by all students: ''Auntie''. The stone statue was normally set so that her face was directed to the school building, which is unusual because statues normally faced the street. But each kid from this school knew that it wasn't a coincidence. ''Auntie'' observed her prey: the students. Therefore, in this dream, she was looking directly at you and you suddenly recognized this unfriendly presence that you were feeling during the night. So you finally got ''Auntie's'' attention. You shuddered. There was a small, paved square between the street and the school. It was full of people from school. Everyone was looking at you with a wide smile that scared you even more. This crowd was waiting for you. "Hey, ''<<print $you.maleName>>'', so you've finally came," said the familiar voice. It was <<textbox "$they.oliviaFemaleName" "Olivia">>, one of the closest people in your life. But she looked different. In real life, she was a rather plain girl, skinny, tall and crazy. She had great charisma and nothing could shock her. But in this dream, she was incredibly sexy. She drew near slowly, bouncing the curves she was lacking in reality. You felt hot. Damn, she was turning you on. "And you will come again, I promise you," she whispered to your ear. And without any further invitation, she kissed you passionately. Her slender hand reached your groin. The grind of your zipper seemed to sound extremely unnaturally loud. People around you started to laugh and encourage you. Your friend tasted so good. She nearly stewed you with tongue in your mouth while she was undressing you. "Are we..." -- you panted -- "doing this in front of everyone?" She smiled and grabbed your cock. You couldn't stop the moan. A crowd started to cheer. "Do you really care?" she asked slyly.[[No, lets do it.|In public]] <<flashy $display>> [[Find some place.|In private]] <<sneaky $display>> [[What are you doing?|What are you doing?]] <<careful $display>>

You remembered your first day at ''Rosset High School''. It was one of the top schools in the city. It was quite a surprise for your teachers from middle school that both you and ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' got there. But you did, and on the first of September you were there, waiting for the future: high school life. The lists of students in every class hung on the door. It seemed strange to you that the older students crowded among them and laughed. In your class, there were four boys more than girls. Generally, in your year there were a lot of boys with good exam results. You listened to the introductory speech, where the principal said that it was a very masculine year. Some days later the speech changed itself and the principal didn't remember that he said something like that. Girls and boys in the ''Rosset High School'' were equal as always, regardless if anyone talked about the rights of students or their number. You didn't believe in stories about ''Auntie'' and her hugs. But you believed when you saw the first transformations of people. The changes in the art class were the most drastic because there were twenty-four girls and only four boys. You saw with your own eyes how ten girls grew rapidly, their faces hardened and their screams of panic changed from high pitch to deeper, masculine cries. You didn't turn that day, but you learned that only students remember how they used to be. For the others: parents, teachers, and friends who didn't go to ''Rosset's'', changed students appeared like they were born and raised this way. ''Auntie'' liked equality. ''Alice Rosset'' sacrificed her life to the idea of equal rights for men and women. Apparently, her idea lost a lot in abstraction, and as a vengeful spirit ''Auntie'' preferred the concrete. Every student had to claim the power of the Parity. And here you were. You had to challenge the powers of ''Auntie''. Today your life could be twisted in so many ways... What did you think about that?[["I will fight for my balls!"|Fight for my balls]] [[Actually, maybe it's not a bad idea at all?]] <<set $count = $count+1>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">><<changeApproach $player>><>You decided to keep your dream for yourself. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' seemed to be reckless as always, but you could also say that she was excited. The problem was, of course, that she was excited nearly all the time. But maybe she was a little louder than usually? "I can't wait for Friday!" she exclaimed. "Celtic Maidens in this shithole! I’m beginning to believe in miracles, you know! Maybe someday HE will come!" There was only one man in ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' life who was titled like that. Well, maybe one or two, but the second one was Carl Anderson, who sadly died in 2004. So she spoke about Tom Waits. "He's rich enough to avoid us," you responded. "You have to fly to New Orleans or something." "Yeah, I know, I know," she sighed. "But a girl can dream, can't she? Celtic Maidens tickets were also a one-in-a-million chance and you got them." That was true. You also were stoked about Friday's concert. You were a Celtic folk freak, but there were no really good bands that ever had concerts nearby. Mostly wiccan chicks whose greatest advantage was their revealing tunics, not the singing. Well, you lived in a Slavic country, so what could you expect? "Have you finished sucking the old men's dicks to repay your father for the tickets?" she asked. You rolled your eyes. "I'm really tired of reminding you that it was a bookstore," you said. "And I am done." She patted your head. "Yeah, I know." she said lightly. "I just wanted to put it in a delicate way." And she laughed. Well, you had to say that ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' behaved normally. Then she looked around conspiratorially. "I have to tell you something," she whispered. You waited for another joke, but also your doubts returned. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' smiled wryly. And then she said: [["Since today we're going to have a new girl in our class!"|Olivia talks about Carl]]

You decided to talk about the dream with ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. If ''Auntie'' had a part in this, you needed an ally. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' wouldn't be afraid of any danger, natural or supernatural. Even so, she wouldn't leave you behind. You were certain of that. You both had quite an adventurous childhood. Therefore, you hesitated. What if she was aware of this dream? Maybe she didn't connect it with ''Auntie'' - ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was reckless and probably wouldn't pay enough attention. That would be awkward. If she was involved somehow, that meant... Well, that you willingly had sex. Why did that bother you so much? Of course, you had no such interest in her, but it was even less important like you would make love drunk... Wasn't it? So, you decided to...[[You decided to talk about the dream openly.|Talk about dream openly]] <<quick $display>> [[You tried to investigate what she knows.|Try to investigate]] <<clever $display>> <<set $count = $count+1>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>> <<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">><<changeApproach $player>> <<set $tellAboutDream = true>><>You started to blush as you thought about the details of your dream. How would you tell her about it?[[You skipped the details.|Skip the details]] [[You told everything.|Tell everything]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>So, you told her everything. Well, most of it. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' didn't interrupt you, it was a rare behavior for her. "O boy, spare some details to the paywall users, ok?" she exclaimed. She looked rather shocked. But it was ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', so it couldn't last long. "''<<print $you.maleName>>''," she said in very serious tone that absolutely didn't match to the mischievous sparkles in her eyes. "As your professional therapist, I sincerely advise you to quit your drugs and porn. I need to talk to your mother i m m e d i a t e l y." And she started to laugh, of course. You sighed. "I think you should take this more seriously," you said. "Of course, buddy," she agreed quickly. "What part? O, I think I have my favorite. <<if visited("Bigger than mine")>>That I envied your boobs.<<elseif visited("You are the man")>>That I let you screw me for a joy of ''Auntie''.<<elseif $dreamSex == false>>That I wanted you to screw me for a joy of ''Auntie''.<</if>> I definitely need to talk about it. Geez." "I'm not joking," you said. "Sure thing, dude," he chuckled. "I'd use my extensive Catholic education. You have to confess from your lucid dreaming. You committed disgusting sins, my brother." She irritated you. "Come on, be serious. Don't you think ''Auntie'' could mess with my head?" you asked. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' hesitated for a few seconds, then she shrugged. "There are millions horny boys in this world," she said lightly, "and only one demonic bitch. Don't you think it would be maybe too much for ''Auntie'' to be behind all guys fantasizing about banging their friends?" She laughed. Then she stopped and put a hand on your shoulder. "One more thing, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. If this whole story was a kind of offer... I'm not interested. Sorry." She patted you. This really pissed you off. It wasn't easy to talk about this openly and she used your honesty to make fun of you.[[You tried to make her understand.|Olivia's up to something]] <<forceful $display>> [["Whatever..."|Olivia talks about Carl]]

You took another sip of water. Your throat was still harsh and dry. You felt like you ran the whole day during the hot summer. A dream... You remembered that during your freshman year you had some dreams about the school, ''Auntie'' had some role in them, and you were worried about them. Comparing them to this vision, you were sure they were just a reflection of your stress, worries, and the fact that your school was cursed. In fact, talking about dreams was quite popular in your school. When the supernatural in your life wasn't a matter of belief, but of experience, you tried to notice the signs. And that dream clearly had to mean something. That thought...[[...worried you.|Worried]] [[...fascinated you.|Fascinated]]<<set $count = $count+1>>

<><<set $clockMystery = true>><<defiance $auntie>><<set $count = $count+1>><>You stepped back and looked around. Everything here was strange. You noticed that students there didn't blink. Their wide smiles seemed to be stationary, like they were painted or stuck to their faces. People themselves also looked artificial. "What do you find more interesting than me, babe?" she asked slyly. She grabbed your hand. You felt the wave of heat that went through your body but concentrating on your cock. You moaned. She giggled. "You see? There's nothing like me here. Come on." She kissed you. Her fingers wandered on your body. Her touch was incredible. She avoided your cock, you knew she was teasing you. "You have to ask me," she whispered and licked your ear. You cleaned your throat. "What... What about the clock?" you asked. It was your last independent thought. You heard the ticking of the clock. It was quiet, but you knew it was important. The rhythm penetrated everything in this dream. It influenced the people around - they seemed to totter in this tact. You realized that even ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' caresses and her hot breaths were in that rhythm. But she didn't answer. Instead, she grabbed your cock and your world exploded in pleasure.<><<if $auntie.Defiance lte 0>> //You couldn't resist anymore. You couldn't resist anymore. You answered to her touch, to her kisses. You started to undress.//<</if>><>[[Fuck it! You mean... fuck her!|In public]] <><<if $auntie.Defiance gt 0>>[[Resist. You won't do this. Not this way.|Auntie's anger]]<</if>><>

''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' as the heroine of your wet dream. As an object of sexual desire. You almost chuckled. That was absurd. That was this half-baked supernatural element in the story that made a plot total nonsense. It was a critical error of the screenwriter. She just didn't match the role. Not that she was ugly and disgusting. She was a strong girl and she was your friend. She was your back-up in countless situations, and you were sure she would always be on your side - just like you would be on hers. But you had never thought of her //that// way. It would be as having sex with your own sister. That was a disgusting thought. Still, she was in this dream and she was damn good. When you recalled her touch you started to get hard again. The ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' from your dream would certainly take a place in your imagination. Damn, how badly she wanted you. Maybe you were wrongly interpreting how she felt about you? Of course, ''Auntie'' probably could place anything in your dream, but maybe she didn't have to?<><<if $dreamSex == true>>[[Think about sex with her.|Sex]]<</if>><> [[Think about your friendship.|Relationship]] <<set $count = $count+1>>

Your mother had been up for a while, you heard her preparing to go to work. She already had a call and it wasn't even 7.00 A.M.! You heard so many stories about lazy officials, but your mother rarely came from the office at the time she should. Your father joked sometimes that she was a firefighter. In fact, she acted like one. Your father snored from your parents' bedroom. You saw four cups in the sink, so he probably went to bed so late that it was actually early in the morning. You wondered if he heard something. Maybe moaning, for example. You'd probably never know. You didn't really want to go to school, but you realized it was useless not to go. You had been an adult, sure, for three months now, but it didn't change much. You just coudn't lie to your mother, she was like a living truth detector. She worked with junkies, drunkards, and poor but smart people, so she had to be. And every single day you skipped school she treated like a signal you'd never finish your education. Sometimes you could count on your father, but you were sure that after two weeks of your absence he would take her side. So you grabbed some clothes and took a quick shower. <<if visited("Bigger than mine")>>You looked carefully at your chest, but it was flat as always.<</if>> You dressed up and packed your bag. You kissed your mother for goodbye and left. Did you study during your illness?<><<set $count = $count+1>> [[No.|Try to skip school]] <<sneaky $display>> [[Of course.|Prepare to school]] <<careful $display>> <>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">><<changeApproach $player>><>You yawned. "Eh, I could use some sleep," you said. "That was a terrible night." ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' noded. "Yeah, I can feel you, bro," she answered. "Nights from Sunday to Monday are always terrific." You realized that she looked tired. She had bags under her eyes and looked paler than usual. "Yeah, I imagine. You burned your breakfast. That’s almost impossible for someone with your cooking skills. It had to have been a harsh night." She smirked. "Sure it was. And busy one." "Ouch. You're so mysterious about it. Maybe..." -- you paused -- "you actually studied for school and you are ashamed of it?" She snorted. "I know what are you trying to do, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," she said. "You want to ruin my reputation as a loafer. I can't let you do that. I've earned it." But you realized that she was anxious. Apparently, something happened last night. You decided to push, so you said: [["I had a dream about Auntie last night."|Olivia's up to something]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">><<changeApproach $player>> <<set $cheater = true>> <<set $preparedToLessons=false>><>Of course you didn't. You were sure you could extend your absence for a few more days. In the beginning you were seriously ill, later you were just lazy, but practiced gestures and faces to convince your parents that you were still too weak for studying. Anyway, you talked with ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' a lot and she said that nothing happened. In case you had to do something you'd say that your friend didn't tell you and ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' with a well-acted grim face would confess her crime. Luckily, your teachers cared less than your mother. Your phone vibrated. You got some messages. From ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. "Back to prison?" "Wait for me in the park." "10min." "15. Burned breakfast." ":((((((" Would you wait for ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' or rather would you go to school alone?[[You went with her.|Go with Olivia]] [[You went alone.|Go alone]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You woke up. You and your bedding were soaked with sweat. At least you hoped it was only sweat. Your hair was wet as if you had just got out of a shower. Your heartbeat was quick as hell. The quick check on your boxers confirmed that sweat wasn't the only liquid reaction of your body for the dream. Damn, you hadn't had wet dreams since you'd finished middle school. You checked time on your phone. 6:45 AM. You lived near school, so you had a few moments left before you had to get up. You didn't consider a quick nap. You felt exhausted, but had no need to sleep. Or to lay in this wet bed either. You sighed and got up. With disgust, you peeled off the sheet from your back. When you stood on your feet, you felt you were extremely thirsty. No, not thirsty. You felt //drained//. Fuck you, ''Auntie''. You hated this bitch. You remained male after the first day at Rosset High School, so you'd probably save your ability to piss standing-up, but it didn't mean that you were grateful. You went to the kitchen and nearly sucked the tap. You drank at least a liter of water. Finally, panting and swearing quietly, you came back to your bedroom. You started to think. Fortunately, <<if visited("Bigger than mine")>>you didn't have breasts, however the memory of feeling the heavy flesh at your chest remained very vivid<<else>>Fortunately, you didn't find any wounds you remembered from the dream, but the recollection of pain remained.<</if>>. What was that all about? You were thinking about...[[$they.oliviaFemaleName|Thoughts about Olivia]] [[...the dream.|Think about a dream]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<defiance $auntie>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">><<changeApproach $player>><<set $publicBonus = false>><>"What are you doing?" you asked. You moved her aside gently but decidedly. Touching her wanting body made you feel hot again. Why did you hesitate? She wanted you and you badly wanted her right now. Because — you told yourself — it's some ''Auntie's'' trick. She wanted you to fuck. It was the way she fed on students. And you knew she was a dangerous, demonic bitch. "Babe," ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' said with a very confident smile. She smelled incredible, you realized. You were adoring her using every sense. Her hand was again very close to your cock. She started to play with your belt. Your erection started to hurt. You had never been so hard in your whole life. "Don't keep me waiting," she said. She took your hand and put it on her soft breast. You felt her heartbeat and her trembling. There was a pure lust in her shiny eyes. <><<if $auntie.Defiance lte 0>>//And you just couldn't keep her waiting. Everything else than her and your need didn't matter anymore. You squeezed her breast. She moaned softly and this sound nearly blew your brain out.//[[You want her! Here and now!|In public]]<</if>> <<if $auntie.Defiance gt 0>><<set $agreeFirstDream==true>>[[Ok. It's just a dream anyway|In public]] [[You won't let everyone watch|In private]] [[This is wrong]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $auntie.Defiance = $auntie.Defiance+1>><>Of course that thought worried you! ''Auntie'' was a sort of demon. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' usually laughed at your fears, but her mother had turned their apartment into a display of devotional articles, so maybe she was safe. You weren't really a religious person, so you didn't have much trust in surrounding yourself with such objects. But well, maybe you should reconsider that![[Time to go to school.|Time to school]]

<><<set $relations.Olivia=$relations.Olivia-1>><<set $count = $count+1>> <<if $forcefulConversation ==0>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">><<changeApproach $player>><</if>><>"Let's talk for a moment, ok?" you asked quietly. You turned into the inner street. "Are you completely out of your mind?!" you shouted. "Jesus Christ! I don't need enemies if I have friends like you! We spoke at least two times daily. Every fucking math you texted me! And now you're telling me that Auntie is about to go hunting down guys, and Carl persuaded everyone to set me up!" "''<<print $you.maleName>>'', calm down.." "Don't tell me to calm down! You have no right to tell me to calm down! You have no right to hide something like that from me! How dare you?!" "Get your shit together, dude! And stop yelling at me. Nothing happened and nothing will happen..." "Shut up! You don't know! You know nothing how ''Auntie'' works..." "Actually..." "Have you sold me out? Would it be so much fun if I grow tits in front of everyone?!" She punched you. Hard. Her face darkened. "Shut your fucking mouth, ''<<print $you.maleName>>'', before you say one more word out of line." she hissed. "Or I kick your balls just to check you still have them. I would never betray you. Never. I owe you much, buddy, probably more than you owe me. And that you are upset and scared doesn't mean you should forget about that. You'll need me today. Don't push me away. You'll be fine. Trust me." You both were angry. And you didn't have time for this. "Let's go." you muttered. She rolled her eyes. You went quietly.[[So, the Parity...]] It's useless to yell at her <><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">><<changeApproach $player>><>You somehow managed to calm down. You were angry with ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', but you didn't know her role in this plot. Sure, she was your best friend and you couldn't imagine her doing something against you (something serious, of course, you were a constant victim of her jokes, but that didn't count). But, the fact was, she had specific ideas. For example, should could just think that you would be happier as a girl and is simply using the situation. She could also ignore the dangers of her plot, as she followed her own plan against ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''... So many questions. You were walking quietly. She was in a good mood and obviously didn't mind your reaction. You had a lot to investigate. But now...[[...you started to think about the Parity.|So, the Parity...]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $auntie.Defiance = $auntie.Defiance+1>><>''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' started to kiss you. Her fingers were caressing your face, chest, and got lower. That was nice but too slow. You were still ashamed about your first ejaculation. You wanted her, completely. So you grabbed her hands and decidedly made her lie on her back. You were kissing her, so hard and deep that your teeth hit hers. Your impatient hands were crushing her breasts, then you reached lower. She panted and moaned right into your mouth. You felt like a real man. You could satisfy your woman. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' struggled with you. She wanted to take the initiative. Her attempts made you hornier. She was a dominating girl, sure, so it took time before you took advantage. You spread her legs. You rubbed her clitoris. Her hot juices felt wonderful. You were ready. More than ready. "Wait!" she exclaimed. You didn't want to. You enter her rapidly. She squeaked loudly. You were penetrating her deeply. You'd never felt such delight. When you finally ejaculated, your world exploded in total bliss. "Ooo... Fuck... Fuck..." You chuckled. You looked at her sweating face. "Talkative as always!" you said grinning. She winced. She was still panting. "You idiot!" she said with sudden anger. "You ruined everything!" Then you felt it.[[The presence of the powerfull will.|Auntie's anger]]

You lasted maybe a dozen seconds of her touch until you ejaculated. You moaned loudly. It was a very powerful experience, the world around blasted. But after this moment of great pleasure, you felt guilty. Sex wasn't chess, you could impress anyone by finishing after three moves. "I am sorry, I..." you started, but ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' put a finger on your mouth. She licked your cum from her fingers. "Don't worry, babe. This won't end like that." You realized you were still hard. It was a strange feeling - you were fulfilled and voracious at the same time. You wanted her. The lust you felt was the same desire you saw in her eyes. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' started to kiss you again, with a force and energy that surprised you. You were practically wrestling and you felt she was stronger. She forced you to sit, then to lie down. She grabbed your cock and played with it for a while. "I'll do what I always wanted," she said. You were tempted to let her do what she planned. So far, it felt good. [[She took the initiative.|Olivia's initiative]] <<if $auntie.Defiance gt 0>>[[You took the initiative.|You are the man]]<</if>> <><<defiance $auntie>><<set $dreamSex = true>><<set $count = $count+1>><>

"...will be our new girl!" ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' smiled even wider when he stood next to you. He was a slim guy - you were taller than him by about 2-3 inches. His bullying skills were based on his sense of humor, fast-talking and cruelty. "Well, well, well," he almost sang. "What are we having here? Rather a flat-chested girl in the beginning of her road to the womanhood." Everyone laughed. You felt yourself start to blush. Even hearing such things was humiliating. "Don't worry, girlfriend," ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' added. "We'll take good care of you. You'll probably make a nice looking chick. Maybe I let you suck me when ''Auntie'' finishes with you. But only if you ask properly." There were stories that talking like that really could influence ''Auntie's'' choices. You had to react somehow. You decided to:[[fight.|Fight]] <<forceful $display>> [[laugh back.|Laugh back]] <<flashy $display>> [[run.|Run]] <<quick $display>> <<set $count = $count+1>> <<set $directVictim = true>>

"Hey, loser, we missed you!" You heard a voice and then a laughter. You turned around and saw your classmates. There was a whole group of them, mostly boys, but some girls were there too. You cursed your own stupidity. Of course, this was the place where from time immemorial the students of ''Rosset High School'' went to smoke before school. You decided to ignore them. The school was nearby and it was a public place, so it was safe to do that. And, who knows, maybe you'd make it. But this time it wasn't only the group from your class. Some senior guy grabbed you and made you stop. "It's not polite to act like that," he said grinning. "Yeah, it's not how fair ladies behave!" shouted a senior girl laughing. Her comment caused the avalanche of laughter. Suddenly you were crowded by people from your school. One boy took a photo of you. "Fresh delivery to my fap folder," he explained, which caused more comments and laughs. "Hey, you, give me your phone number," demanded another guy. "O, how sneaky! You know, maybe he wouldn't give it to you later!" shouted the girl who wanted to teach you manners. "Maybe he wouldn't, maybe SHE will!" he replied, totally relaxed. Students were touching you and pointing at you. You weren't stupid. You knew what it was all about. ''Auntie'' was going to hug someone today and apparently you were nominated. "Hey, guys, make some space. Have you bought tickets? We'll run a striptease later!" You recognized this voice immediately, even in a crowd. Someone grabbed your arm. You saw this familiar, cheeky face. It was <<textbox "$they.carlMaleName" "Carl">>, your true nemesis. "Do you see how many people want to hang with you, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''?" he asked. "Your better life starts today! You..."[["...will be our new girl!"|You gonna be our girl!]] <<set $count = $count+1>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>"Hey, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''!" You turned around and saw a group of your classmates. You missed them during your illness. The fast pace of high school life left you behind. Social media let you stay in touch, but you needed to be in the middle of the action to take part in the most important events. In fact, you were excluded from the most important events. "Lookin' good, man! Aren't you contagious anymore?" "I tried to be, to infect the old harpy," you said. "But the drugs they gave me were too good." "Shame! Maybe you'd try, anyway? I need that bitch to be absent for a few weeks. It's my only hope to pass!" "Sure, dude! I will spit in her face for you!" "Thanks, dude!" You went together. A typical, vulgar, and loud group of teenage boys. Of course, they missed you during these two weeks. As you were born in January, you came to age already, so you served the crucial role of alcohol provider. It was another sign of changes in your neighborhood - it got harder for the underaged to buy drinks. So, you were sure your classmates were really sorry you weren't at the last party. "Hey, look! <<textbox "$they.marthaFemaleName" "Martha">>'s there." Your heart suddenly raced, as always when you saw her. She wasn't simply beautiful. She was sensational. However she dressed in modest clothes for school, but even so she was like a living wet dream. If you dreamed about her, ''Auntie'' couldn't change anything in her. And she noticed you too. She waved. "Hi, guys!" she exclaimed. "Hi, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''! I was thinking about you! Are you ready?" You smiled. That girl had such a sweet voice. "You can't be really ready for Monday." She got serious. She looked at your classmates. A deathly hush fell. "You didn't say him a word, did you?" she asked quietly. To your surprise, the guys were embarrassed. She snorted. "Wow, guys. I'm really impressed. Male solidarity indeed. You would rather be a dick than lose one, hm?" Then she turned to you. "And ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' also didn't warn you?" You started to worry. "Warn me?" You repeated. She rolled her eyes. "Wow, man. You have some real friends. I didn't expect... Anyway..." [[Auntie will hug one of the boys today.|Carl's plan]]

<><<set $player.allowChange=1>> <<set $backto ="Auntie's statue">> <<if visited("$backto") ==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>> <<set $logPrologue = { "Count" : $count, "OliviaFriendship" : $relations.Olivia, "PopularityBoys" : $relations.baseBoys, "PopularityGirls" : $relations.baseGirls, "School" : $relations.baseSchool, "beAgirl" : $beAgirl}>> <<set $improvedRelationsBoys=false>> <<set $improvedRelationsGirls=false>> <<set $clockChange = false>> <<set $clockDestroy =0>> <<set $pickOnMartha =0>> <<set $lessonChoices =0>> <<set $wayOut=0>> <<set $envy = []>> <<set $lesson =[]>> <<set $principalOffice =false>> <<set $mirrorBreak =false>> <<set $doorBreak=false>> <<set $braWear=false>> <<set $rhytm = []>> <<set $robertPlans = false>> <<set $robertScar = false>> <<set $crushTheClock = false>> <<set $rhytms=false>> <<if $display ==1>><div class="hintboxOwn">From now your ''leading Approaches'' will count in the game. Everytime your Approaches change, they will update. If there are two or more Approaches that can be your ''leading Approaches'', remember to choose among them before continuing the game.</div><</if>><> <<leadingApproaches $math>><<set $backto = "Auntie's statue">> <div align="center"><h2>Chapter 1</h2></div>The building of ''Rosset High School'' dominated the street. Old terraced houses, even those renovated, couldn't compare with the grim, stubby structure. The building looked like some monster that squatted next to the street. The monster with many eyes, you thought about its high windows. You wouldn’t like it, even if you didn't know the truth about ''Auntie''. The bust of patroness was looking away from the street, as always. Nobody grinned at you, no girl you knew wanted to strip you in front of the cheering crowd. However, the similarity of this place to the dream was overwhelming. It was like you came back after a few hours. You observed the students that were passing you by. It was Spring, quite a warm day. Girls dressed in more revealing clothes. Still modest, of course, the dress-code in your school was strict. You couldn't help but think about what you would wear tomorrow. Would it be a shirt and hoodie, or maybe would it be a blouse or top? And what about the shoes? No, without exaggeration. Most girls wore sneakers. The mentioned strict dress-code also delayed the need to learn how to apply make-up. For the first time in your life, you were thankful that you lived in a conservative country. When you passed by the bust you had an unpleasant feeling again. You looked up at the stone statue. ''Auntie'' didn't have red eyes, her stone face didn't smile. Therefore, some kind of darkness was lurking in this granite face. You sighed. You crossed the threshold of the school hall. You were curious if it was the last time you did it as a boy.[[The locker room.|The bra scene]]

<<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>> <><<set $backto = "Be active">><<if visited("Be active") ==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">><<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><<set $relations.School = $relations.School+1>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>There was something you knew about the old hag: your math teacher liked the active students. Of course, she sneered and humiliated them the same as the rest, but she could appreciate the bravery. If you needed to repeat the test, which <<if $relations.School lt 2>> happened constantly<<else>>happened rarely<</if>>, you always had easier problems to solve and you were sure it was because of your activity. <<if $preparedToLessons==true>>You learned a lot during your absence, so you could guess some answers. You knew some classmates were grateful you volunteered to answer. The old hag liked the active students, but she also delighted in the terror she spread when she was looking for a victim to ask.<<else>>Unfortunately, today you could only get the consolation prize. The old hag laughed at your awkward attempts.<</if>>[[The lesson went on.|The lesson scene]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $lesson.push("NotOlivia")>> <<set $lessonChoices = $lessonChoices+1>> <<set $choicesRemain = 3 - $lessonChoices>><> <div class="hint" align="center" style="width:200px;">Remaining choices: <<print $choicesRemain>></div><<if $relations.Boys lte 2>>You weren't popular among the boys. You didn't really know why, some guys were very similar to you, but they were tolerated. You weren't.<<else>>You had some friends among the boys in your class. You liked your school life. You didn't think your friendship with your classmates would survive graduation, but you had the year in this school anyway.<</if>> You looked at ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. He was the biggest surprise of this day. Ok, he was a jock with rather limited interests, but you knew him as a good guy. His dreamy gazes made you sick. Even now you had to turn around. He clearly expected that ''Auntie'' would hug you at any moment and he could barely wait. It was disgusting. On the other hand, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was no surprise. He hated you since elementary school. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' claimed that he was jealous of you. You had a normal family and he was raised in a poor, violent environment. He wasn't stupid. If he was, he wouldn't be in this school. You observed his slow fall. He had some trouble with the law, he was helping the local drug dealers. Maybe he was smart enough to avoid jail for a while, but you didn't see a bright future for him. There was a lot of tension between you and the boys in your class. You wondered if tomorrow you'd be a girl. How would your life change? You could do something to clear the air.<<if $relations.School gte 2 and not visited("Help with math")>>[[You could help them with math.|Help with math]] <<sneaky $display>> <</if>>[[The lesson went on.|The lesson scene]]

<><<set $backto = "Bra Run away">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>They cut you off. You took ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' hand from your shoulder, but he still would have been too close if you had wanted to squeeze through your classmates. But you saw a way out. The locker you had was in the middle of the room, so it wasn't situated against the wall. Before anyone reacted, you had put your leg on the shelf, climbed on your locker, and jumped down to the next corridor. You ran quickly, pushing through the surprised students. You heard that your classmates decided to chase you. It was only one chance - got into the staff room. They wouldn't force you to wear a bra in front of the cleaner! You looked over your shoulder. The boys were close, too close. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was at the front, and you realized that he was smiling like a madman. You kept running. A dozen meters more! You saw the cleaner. She was even looking in your direction! Then, you realized that something was wrong. The cleaner's eyes were glassy, she was swaying like in a trance. Definitely, ''Auntie'' decided to interfere.<><<if $approaches.contains(2) and $approaches.contains(5) or $clockMystery ==true>><<set $clockChange = true>>//You didn't have much time to look closely at her, but you noticed that she seemed to vibrate in some repetitive rhythm.//<</if>><><><<if $approaches.contains(5) or $directVictim == false>>You passed the cleaner and ran on the stair. Your math teacher yelled that you shouldn't run in school. She noticed you, so you were safe for now. You looked back. Your classmates gave up. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' clapped several times and grinned ironically. "If you catch a flu again because of this jogging, you MUST infect me! " ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' exclaimed as she approached to you. [[Small-talk.|Olivia talks about the scene]]<<else>>Then you felt a heavy hand that grabbed your arm. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' pushed you against the wall. You hit it hard. Then, he grasped your neck. You started to choke. The classmates gathered around you again. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' brought the bra. "Ok, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', we had fun, but now you'll stop acting like a total slut and wear a bra like a lady," he said. He gave you the bra. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' released you.[[You decided to fight!|Bra-Fight]] [[Ok, they won. You'd wear a bra.|Bra-Wear it willingly]]<</if>><>

<><<set $backto ="Bra laugh back">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>> <<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><<set $backto = "Bra laugh back">><<if visited("Go with Olivia")>><<if $player.Flashy gte 3>><<set $directVictim = false>><</if>><</if>><>There were a lot of situations when you saw that a sense of humor was a better solution than violence. You'd never fought against ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' and you hoped it would stay that way. He usually avoided fights, his posture was enough of a threat. You even considered ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' as a good guy, so his part in this plot was a sad surprise. On the other hand, you had heard a story about a football player who was hugged by ''Auntie'' two years ago. The guy used to be about ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' size and ended as a petite girl, which surely changed his life drastically. Still, ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' enthusiasm scared you. You forced yourself to laugh. You took the bra. You didn't really know much about the sizes, but it appeared that it would be lingerie for a really busty girl. It was black and lacy. In fact, it was very similar to the bra that ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' wore in your dream. "Wow, guys, such classy lingerie," you said. "I didn't know you have such good taste. I bet you spent a lot of time in the mall choosing it. Your boyfriends had to be exhausted waiting for you to finish shopping!" There was a nervous laugh. Maybe you were the target of this plot, but your classmates could appreciate a good joke.<<if $relations.Boys gt 2>>You cleared the air. Your friends didn't really want you to wear this bra and without their support ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' couldn't force you. The locker-room was crowded. You were jealous of the students of the other classes. They didn't have to face the Parity today. You suspected the rumors had spread, so they knew about the hugging, but it was an attraction to them. Near the stairs you met ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. She was really excited. When you came closer...[[...she started to talk.|Olivia talks about the scene]] <<else>>[[They laughed, but they didn't forget they hated you.|They think it is not funny]]<</if>>

<><<set $backto ="Bra-Fight">> <<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>> <<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1 and not visited("Bra Run away") and not visited("Bra laugh back")>><<set $player.Conflicts=$player.Conflicts+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">><<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><<set $backto = "Bra-Fight">><<else>><<leadingApproaches $math>><<set $backto = "Bra-Fight">><</if>><>''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' <<if not visited("They think it is not funny")>>was a little too sure.<<else>>was out of balance, so he wasn't careful enough.<</if>> <<if visited("Fight")>>Sure, ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was the back-up he was lacking before, but you had a whole chromosome to lose and it wasn't strange you'd act desperate.<</if>> You could be quick, and your bully wasn't exactly a strong fighter. You punched him right in the nose. You were proud of your strike. He fell on the floor groaning. You saw the blood on his face. You smirked and looked on the others. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' looked at you disappointed. "Let it go, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he said. "Everything is settled. You'll only embarrass yourself. Come on. It's just a bra. You'll wear one for the rest of your life."<<if $directVictim ==true and $approaches.contains(4) and $approaches.contains(5) and $humiliation==0>><>''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' conciliatory tone only angered you more. You ripped the bra out of his hands. The soft fabric felt nice, even too nice. You looked at it with a disgust that you didn't share with many boys your age. "Fuck you, man!" you snorted. "Maybe you'll become a girl, after all. I wouldn't give up my balls while I have them." He looked at you with some respect. Damn, that was the whole problem with ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. He wasn't a bad guy. "I like your spirit," he answered. "I hope you'll keep this fire. It's a rough world for girls, after all." You winced.[[Then you threw the bra away.|Just throw it away]]<> <<elseif $directVictim ==true or visited("They think it is not funny")>>Then he grabbed you. You struggled, but it wasn't a fight you could win. He easily pressed you against the wall with one hand! His fingers tightened on your throat. You started to choke. You started to kick and punch, but it was clear you achieved nothing. The pain was horrible. "Will you wear a bra, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''?" ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' asked calmly. He loosened his grip, so you started to cough. "Answer me." You still were grasping the air, but you nodded. He was a psycho, for sure. "Good girl. What's your name?" You looked at him with pure hate, but his hand was clenching again on your neck, so you said quickly: "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' smiled and patted your cheek. He released you.[[And gave you a bra.|Made you wear it]] <<elseif $directVictim ==false>>''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' stood up. Everyone could see tears in his eyes. Red in the face, with a bleeding nose he didn't look like a guy who was controlling the situation. "Your makeup smudged, babe," you sneered. "Maybe you better go to the girls' restroom before you'll go to the classroom? We somehow explain your absence, don't worry." Your classmates laughed, somehow nervously. The plan to get you hugged by ''Auntie'' clearly collapsed. It was a relief that not everybody felt it was right to set you up, but it was a risk for them too. "You forgot to put your bra on, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''," you said mercilessly. Your classmates laughed once more. Even ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' grinned, but it was a creepy smile. "Put this on," he demanded as he put the bra in ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'s'' hands. "We don't want sluts in our schools." Well, tables turned. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' knew that begging or fighting wouldn't help him, so he started to take off his hoodie. [[He wore a bra.|Make him wear it]]<</if>>

<><<defiance $auntie>><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $braWear=true>><>''<<print $they.robertName>>'' had an advantage over you.The tension overwhelmed you for a moment. You noticed the harsh faces of your classmates, their clenched fists and angry looks. You got scared. You forced yourself to smile. "Easy, guys," you said. "I'll do it." You took off your shirt and undershirt.. You saw the relief on their faces. "You are trying too hard, guys" you continued. The bra was soft in touch and generally looked nice. It was lacy and white and it looked expensive. Guys spared no expense. "What does it prove, anyway? ''Auntie'' can conjure a bra if she wants, do you want to bribe her?" "Shut up and put it on, bitch!" ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' sneered. "What the matter, dude?" you snapped back. "Aren't you enjoying the show?" You blew him a kiss. He winced. He clearly wanted to humiliate you. You stayed there, bare-chested, with a fake smile stuck to your face. <<if $relations.Boys gt 2>>You knew you had some sympathy among your classmates, so you didn't want to act desperate.<<else>>They hated you, you knew it, but you didn't want to give them any satisfaction.<</if>> You tried to put the bra on, but the closures caused you trouble. "Hey, boys. The lady is in need. Anyone?" Everyone laughed. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' came closer. The hook and eye were also challenging for his big hands. "You need more practice." you sneered. He chuckled. "Soon enough, don't worry." Then you stood in front of them in a bra. You realized that some guys weren't really interested in watching you. More and more people left. But not ''<<print $they.robertName>>''.[[He grabbed you.|Robert grabs you]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $auntie.Defiance=$auntie.Defiance+1>><<anger $auntie>><> <<if $approaches.contains(4) or $approaches.contains(5)>>You had an advantage over ''<<print $they.robertName>>''.<<else>>''<<print $they.robertName>>'' had an advantage over you.<</if>> <><<if $angerDescription ==true>><div class="hintboxOwn"><div align="center"> ''Anger'' is one of two main stats of ''Auntie''. The patroness of ''Rosset High School'' doesn’t like it when her prey does something against her wishes. Her ''Anger'' could manifest in many ways, but remember that trickery is her main way of acting.</div></div><<set $angerDescription = false>><</if>><>You took the mirror off the wall. It could just be your imagination, but you felt the heat radiating from it. You turned it away from you. <<if $directVictim == false>>''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' stopped kicking the door. He had to have seen something in the reflection, because he quickly looked away.<</if>> The mirror was heavy. You'd swear it was getting heavier every second. Your fingers went numb. You walked three or four steps and you felt incredible tiredness. You were sweating, you started to pant. Finally, you reached the window. The mirror seemed to weigh tens of kilograms. You had to hold it with your knee because you needed one hand to open the window, which was stuck. <<if $approaches.contains(4) or $approaches.contains(5)>><<set $mirrorBreak =true>>You struggled with the handle for a while. At last,it let go. The window opened with a loud creak. You gathered all your strength. Finally, you threw the mirror. Panting and shivering, you looked how it smashed into thousand pieces. You smiled triumphantly.<<else>>You struggled with the handle for a while. It was hopeless. You graned. Then you started to cry. You went through all your humiliations and fears, but this window defeated you. The mirror fell out of your stiff hands, but it didn't break, it just clinked when hit the floor. You leaned against the window.<</if>> <<if $directVictim==true>>Suddenly, the door opened. To your surprise, you saw ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' running into the restroom. He wanted to close the door behind him, but your classmates didn't let him. You saw the terror on his face. You understood.<<else>>Suddenly, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' grabbed his stomach. The door behind you opened itself. Your classmates saw inside. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' wanted to close the door, but then he looked at his hands. He cried in terror. You knew what was happening.<</if>>[[He started to change.|Carl transforms]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>> <<set $pickOnMartha=$pickOnMartha+1>> <<defiance $auntie>> <<set $envy.push("breasts")>><>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' breasts were just perfect. She dressed in modest clothes to school, but you saw some of her photos on Instagram. They were lovely, not too big and not too small. They bounced gently when she was moving. You and the other boys regretted that you no longer had swimming lessons. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' in her swimsuit was a sight to see.<><<if $pickOnMartha ==3 and $auntie.Defiance lte 0>>You had to admit that the feeling you felt when you were peeking at ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' wasn't lust. You were jealous. You... [[...envied her.|Envy]]<</if>> <<if $pickOnMartha ==3 and $auntie.Defiance gt 0>>You had hard-on and you wanted her so bad. You were sure that being a girl like her would be... [[What? Not being a girl like her. Making love with her would be wonderful!|Envy... What?! No, I am a man, I would make love to her, not be her!]]<</if>> <<if $pickOnMartha lt 3>>You still were ogling her. You passed your eyes over her... <<if not visited("Face")>>[[...face.|Face]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Hair")>>[[...hair.|Hair]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Hands")>>[[...hands.|Hands]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Legs")>>[[...legs.|Legs]]<</if>><</if>><> <<if $envy[0] == "breasts">><<set $envy0="breasts">><</if>> <><<if $auntie.Defiance gt 0 and $pickOnMartha lt 3>><<if $player.Conflicts gt 1 or $player.Privacy gt 1 or $player.Conflicts gte 1 and $player.Privacy gte 1>>[[Someone was messing with your head!|Someone is messing with my head!]]<</if>><</if>><>

<><<if visited("Follow Olivia")>><<set $relations.Olivia=$relations.Olivia-1>>"No, thank you. But I wish you good luck. Be careful." ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' looked disappointed. Then she smiled wryly. "Sure. See ya later." She left. You came back to the field. It looked like ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was fouled. Then you heard: "Oh, shit! Look, guys!" "Holy fuck! She hugged him!" one of your classmates shouted. Guys surrounded ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'', so you couldn't see. You stood up and came closer. Guys let you through. Well, you earned the privilege to look at ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''. <</if>><>There she was. A thin, petite girl sat on the graveled field. Short, but with an evidently feminine hair-cut, small breasts, and a delicate face. Big eyes widened by the terror. Your classmates didn't laugh. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' looked disappointed. Surely, he expected you to be hugged. You all were shocked by the suddenness of this transformation. You had witnessed some huggings. They always lasted a while. It was one thing to get used to the gender transformations in your school. It was something different to observe that ''Auntie'' had changed her methods. Did sudden transformation mean that your patroness was stronger? "''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'', are you ok?" coach asked. Of course, he didn't notice. The Parity worked that way. "I suppose, coach." the petite girl answered quietly, evidently scared of how girly her voice sounded. She didn't look like an eighteen year old young woman. You knew more mature fifteen-year-old girls. "Great! Get up! We have fifteen minutes left. And, gentlemen, please. Fifteen minutes of a good game, ok?" The new girl in your class stood up without help. She stood... and she became ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' again. The change was instant. You always thought that the phrase "rub your eyes" was just a metaphor, but some guys literally did it. When ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' found out that he was a boy again, he looked like he was going to faint. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' looked at you, evidently happy. "The magic of love," he sneered.[[The break.|Girls' restroom]] <<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You and ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' went quickly to the school building. You both were excited. You realized you fell into step with each other. "Shame we don't have spurs." you noticed. She chuckled. "Sure, this scene would totally be filmed by Sergio Leone." "Those close-ups..." "Grim faces..." Then you both hummed the theme of "The Good, the Bad and the Ugly" at the same time and laughed. "High five! The best team in this shit hole!" <<if not visited("Escape through the window!")>>You had plenty of time since the lesson was still going on.<</if>>''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' took some bandages and took care of her cut. She was calm. You realized you were calm too. The stress you had felt since the dream was washed away. <<if $beAgirl==true>>You prepared yourself to be hugged, but when you thought about the possibilities you found that it could end badly. <<if $robertPlans ==true>>You didn't want ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' to decide what kind of girl you'd become.<</if>><</if>> You were on the winning team and that thought caused you a great relief. "Have you prepared the line?" you asked. "The line?" "Yeah, the one-liner you'd say at the start of the transformation." She shrugged. "Nah. Why bother." You didn't believe her. You rolled your eyes. "Ok, Gandalf. Keep your secrets." <<if not visited("Escape through the window!")>>Finally, the bell rang. You waited for a moment, your classmates had to change their clothes in the locker-room. When they started to pass-by, you noticed ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''.<<else>>You both hid. Finally, you saw them going. <<if $directVictim==false>>Apparently, after your escape, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' managed to persuade your classmates to let him go.<</if>><</if>> He had to have some premonitions because he was walking slowly and looking around. But he didn't see ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' who hid behind a pillar. When he was close, she jumped on him. "Hey, loser! Time to hug!" You had to admit, it was a very good Pennywise imitation. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' pushed her away. "Fuck off, idiot!" he exclaimed. Then he froze for a moment. He looked at her with a true terror on his face. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' waved her injured hand. He understood... and started to run. <<if not visited("Escape through the window!")>>He escaped to the nearest room. It was...<<else>>He ran back to the...<</if>>[[...girls' restroom.|Carl transforms]]

''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' went pale as a ghost. He cringed as if he'd been struck. He groaned. "No, no, no... Please, no..." But the changes had already started. You saw how the chest under his hoodie swelled. The breasts he was gaining now weren't big, but, with how slim and short he was, he clearly was becoming a rather small, delicate girl. He bit his lips. He wanted to straighten up, but another wave of pain struck him and he fell on the floor. He pressed his slender hands to his stomach. His yells were becoming more high-pitched every second. His hair grew, wriggling around his head. Finally, he had a rather short, feminine hair-cut. His face softened. You couldn't really notice the other changes as ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'s'' hoodie became very loose. But after a moment you were sure that he became the girl in every part that mattered. "Well, well, well. What do we have here?" <<if not visited("Carl transforms during the break")>>You recognized this mischievous voice. <</if>>''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' passed you by. <<if not visited("Carl transforms during the break")>>You noticed she was paler than usual, and she had bandaged her left hand.<</if>> She leaned over ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''. "Hi, <<if visited("PE")>>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''<<else>><<textbox "$they.carlFemaleName" "Caroline">><</if>>!" she exclaimed in very accurate parody of the girly-girl tone. "Looking good, girlfriend!" ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' opened her eyes. She was breathing heavily, nearly panting. "Fuck... Fuck off." ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' smiled slyly as she heard that high, girly voice. "Wow, her first words! I have to admit, girl, you have a sense of style! Do you want me to help you, or would you rather just lay here?" she asked innocently. The new girl tried to get up on her own, but she was too weak. Eventually, she accepted the waiting hand and finally stood up. She leaned against the wall. She looked really tired. But for ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' it was like an additional Christmas. She commented on everything mercilessly: the nails, the eye-lashes, the hair-cut... "I can't wait to see your outfit... Ooooh, it's happening!" The last part of the transformation was usually a change of clothes. When ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' hoodie transformed into the rather revealing top and the t-shirt became a bra, you could notice the changes. The new girl was short and slim, just like ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was. Her breasts were small but proportional. She had some curves, but you were sure she'd be asked about her ID in the next ten years if she wanted to buy cigarettes. Then, the trousers started to change. You couldn't say what cloth they'd become, but ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' laughter explained everything. "Oh, my God! The skirt!" And a quite short one, you had to admit. "Stop... Stop it, please..." There she was. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. A small girl with tears in her eyes. You...[[...joined in bullying her.|Laugh at him]] [[...were the only one who didn't laugh.|Don't laugh]]<<set $count = $count+1>>

''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was scared. He was aware of the rhythm, or at least disturbed because of it. He was listening carefully, sometimes he even was looking around, worried and alarmed. You realized that the beat was affecting him - he was sometimes vibrating in the rhythm of the ticking, but it didn't last long. He managed to float out of the semi-trance.[[The lesson went on.|The lesson scene]] <<set $count=$count+1>> <<set $rhytm.push("$they.carlFemaleName")>>

You never liked this clock. It was a historical object and before it broke, it had ticked very loudly and struck each quarter of the hour. It was very annoying, especially during tests. You had also a flashback of how disturbing the loud ticking was when you went through the empty school corridors during exams last year. It reminded you of the opera "The scary mansion" your father tormented you with when you were a kid (classic music could be a trauma). There was a haunted clock too. It was operating again and focused your attention. You confirmed your suspicions: it didn't measure the seconds. It was a different rhythm. No, not a rhythm. It was a beat. The beat of a very loud heart. You observed something else. That this rhythm was affecting the people in the class. They somehow responded to it.<><<set $count=$count+1>> <<set $lessonChoices = $lessonChoices+1>> <<set $choicesRemain = 3 - $lessonChoices>><> <div class="hint" align="center" style="width:200px;">Remaining choices: <<print $choicesRemain>></div> [[Was it Auntie's heartbeat?|It's her heartbeat?]] [[You focused on the people's rhythm.|The rhytm of all of us]] <<set $lesson.push("NotOlivia")>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<anger $auntie>><<defiance $auntie>><> <><<if $angerDescription ==true>><div class="hintboxOwn"><div align="center"> ''Anger'' is one of two main stats of ''Auntie''. The patroness of ''Rosset High School'' doesn’t like it when her prey does something against her wishes. Her ''Anger'' could manifest in many ways, but remember that trickery is her main way of acting.</div></div><<set $angerDescription = false>><</if>><>"I have to break this clock." ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>’s'' eyes bulged out. "You have to... what?" "''Auntie's'' fucking with us. Through this clock." you explained. <<if visited("This is wrong") and visited("Talk about dream - Yes")>>"Sure. You DREAMED that." She was sceptical. "Thank God you didn't dream about having sex with me, because I'd feel very uncomfortable being here alone with you... Oh, wait!"<<else>>"You seem pretty sure about this." she said doubtfully.<</if>> You felt a sudden wave of suspicion. The ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' in your dream maybe was a fraud made to deceive you, but the ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' next to you knew about the plot against you and did nothing. You were dizzy and confused. You needed to think clearly. "Don't try to stop me." you warned her. She rolled her eyes. "Why should I? I've sworn only to defend unicorns. You know that."<<if $auntie.Defiance gt 0>>//You felt the angry presence of ''Auntie''. It was like a growing roar in your mind. You didn't have much time.//[[You decided to break the clock.|Destroy!]]<><<set $possibilityClock=true>><> [[You had second thoughts.|Not now...]]<<else>>You felt the angry presence of ''Auntie''. Her wrath took your courage away. <><<set $possibilityClock=false>><> You shook your head. Then you muttered:[["Not now..."|Not now...]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<anger $auntie>><<set $clockDestroy =2>><>You had an advantage over ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. The clock was hung high, so you had to take the chair over to the wall. You stood on the chair. You could tell that cleaners didn't bother doing so. The clock was really dusty. You wondered how to break the clock imperceptibly. You had no tools. You decided that you'd remove several cogwheels that connected the mechanism with the mainspring. You used your keys to pry a sprocket.<<if $approaches.contains(1) and $approaches.contains(6) or $approaches.contains(2) and $approaches.contains(5)>>Luckilly, you realized that the pendulum was going to fall. You quickly grabbed it and tied it to the wooden clock case. The clock stopped ticking. You actually felt better. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was looking at you with interest. "You are a skilled rogue, indeed. Can we get coffee now?"[[School day|PE]] <<else>>You immediately realized that you had made a mistake, but it was too late. The pendulum fell out with a terrible noise. You had to dodge because it could break your leg. You hit the clock with your head. It hit the ground, smashing into many pieces. The old hag ran into the classroom. There was no sense in denying it - you were standing on the chair with a pendulum in your hand.[[She sent you to the principal's office.|To the principal's office!]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You acted friendly with ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''.<><<if visited("Watch")>>You looked in the mirror, but ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' vanished. Clearly, the only changed girl in the restroom was ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. <</if>><>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' looked miserable. She wanted to leave the restroom, but your classmates didn't let her. "Come on, girl, you look like a mess! You need to freshen your makeup!" "Hey, babe, such a slutty skirt you wore!" "Do you shave your pussy?" ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' laughed loudly. Usually, such comments would have annoyed her, but this was an exception. She was really proud of herself "Karma's a bitch, don't you think, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''? There are plenty girls who cried here because of you. Now it’s your turn!" You heard enough. You knew that if you were transformed, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' would make your life miserable. But it just didn't seem right to torment the girl he became. You knew his neighborhood. You were more than sure that ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'d'' discover pretty soon how her position changed. You squeezed through your classmates. You needed some air.[[You left.|Olivia returns]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<anger $auntie>><<updateDefiance $auntie>><>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was far out of your league, but it didn't hurt to dream. You'd pay a lot of money to see her naked, but even more to have the opportunity to strip her, alone. Especially, if she would want it. You wanted her to be happy. Such an angel deserved it. You knew ''Auntie'' was angry at you. You felt her wrath, but you didn't care. You were a normal guy, it was completely natural that she attracted you. You even allowed yourself longer to peek at her <<print $envy>> just to irritate ''Auntie'' more. Then the bell rang. You realized that you were...[[...really tired.|The bell]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<defiance $auntie>> <<updateDefiance $auntie>><>You couldn't stop the thought of how lucky ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was that she was transformed. It just wasn’t fair. The ''<<print $they.marthaMaleName>>'' you knew didn't deserve this improvement. Were you worse than him? Less worthy? You didn't think so. Such a loser like ''<<print $they.marthaMaleName>>'' had the life of a goddess now. He saw her precious <<print $envy0>> in the mirror every day. He had the world at his feet. He was laughing in the face of all those people who thought he was this gorgeous girl. He wasn't. He was an impostor. He was a fraud. Of course, he was a masterpiece. The incredible effect of magic. He was an illusion you could enjoy with all of the senses. You could see her marvelous body, listen to her sweet voice, touch her silky skin, smell her sweet perfumes and even taste...[[...her waiting, wet pussy.|Her vagina]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $backto = "Escape through the window!">><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>The window! It was huge, like usual in buildings of the nineteenth-century. The daylight of the warm April day was inviting you to jump for your freedom. The windowsill was high, you had to pull up. The brass handle was heavy, you had to struggle with it for a while. You were excited and impatient. It was clearly madness. Finally, you opened the window. You looked down and gulped. Well, it was higher than you thought.[[It was a stupid idea.|It was stupid idea]] <><<if $approaches.contains(4) or $approaches.contains(5)>>[[You jumped.|Jump]] <</if>> <<if $approaches.contains(4) and $approaches.contains(3)>>[[You slipped on the pipe.|Slip on the pipe]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count=$count+1>> <<set $pickOnMartha=$pickOnMartha+1>> <<defiance $auntie>> <<set $envy.push("face")>><>"Eyes like stars" was an outmoded cliche, just like the other compliments that concerned the face. But ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' face was beautiful. The shape of her nose and ears, her facial expression, the prominence of her lips, the grace of her mimic... There was something poetic in that. You desired the attention of those sparkling eyes. You hoped for a smile on this angelic face. It wasn't erotic, ia was an even purer experience. <><<if $pickOnMartha ==3 and $auntie.Defiance lte 0>>You had to admit that the feeling you felt when you were peeking at ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' wasn't lust. You were jealous. You... [[...envied her.|Envy]]<</if>> <<if $pickOnMartha ==3 and $auntie.Defiance gt 0>>You had a hard-on and you wanted her so bad. You were sure that being a girl like her would be... [[What? Not being a girl like her. Making love with her would be wonderful!|Envy... What?! No, I am a man, I would make love to her, not be her!]]<</if>> <<if $pickOnMartha lt 3>>You still were ogling her. You passed your eyes over her... <<if not visited("Breasts")>>[[...breasts.|Breasts]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Hair")>>[[...hair.|Hair]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Hands")>>[[...hands.|Hands]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Legs")>>[[...legs.|Legs]]<</if>><</if>><> <<if $envy[0] == "face">><<set $envy0="face">><</if>> <><<if $auntie.Defiance gt 0 and $pickOnMartha lt 3>><<if $player.Conflicts gt 1 or $player.Privacy gt 1 or $player.Conflicts gte 1 and $player.Privacy gte 1>>[[Someone was messing with your head!|Someone is messing with my head!]]<</if>><</if>><>

<<if visited("To the principal's office!")>>It turned out that ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' didn't intend to join the other girls. "Ok, ''<<print $you.maleName>>'', that was a really nice cutscene, but now I have to go to... Eeee... The //cut// scene." She pulled a big and evidently sharp knife out of her backpack. "Geez. What for?!" "<<if $oliviaPlan==true>>I told you. I have a deal with ''Auntie'' to complete. <<else>>I have to do something... With ''Auntie''.<</if>><<else>><><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $backto = "Follow Olivia">><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><> The coach was busy intervening in the game, so you didn't even sneak out, you just left. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', who usually was vigilant and perceptive, was so lost in thought that she didn't notice you until you touched her shoulder. She jumped and turned around suddenly. "Shit! Don't sneak up on me like that! I'm armed, you know." "Couldn’t you have found a bigger knife?" you asked. You were trying to be calm.<</if>> She had to see your emotions in your face. She rolled her eyes. "''<<print $you.maleName>>'', for Christ sake! I don't like it either. Not really. Are you coming with me or not?"[[No.|Carl looks like a girl]] [[Yes.|Pact]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Finally, the bell rang. It was your last lesson. ''Auntie's'' behavior was strange. You didn't remember if anyone told you that she'd ever waited to hug someone for so long. The boys were on the edges of their seats. They knew someone would be transformed. Some of them started to sneak out. They thought that they would be safe if they escaped from school. You knew that ''Auntie'' didn't care about the place. Some students were transformed at school. When you were walking the corridor, suddenly ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' pushed you against the wall. Then he grabbed you and started dragging you to the girls' restroom. No word was spoken. You were grappling in silence. The other classmates interfered. <<if $directVitim==true>>They grabbed you. You were kicking and striking blindly, you even bit someone. But they were stronger. They pushed you into the restroom and slammed the door behind you.<<else>>They tried to separate you, but it was useless. Then they pushed you both to the restroom.<</if>> You were faltering before you restored your balance. You looked around desperately, seeking the way out.<><<if $beAgirl==false>>[[The window!|Escape through the window!]] <<flashy $display>> [[You shouted at them to let you out.|Shout at them!]] <<quick $display>> [[You calmed down.|Stay still]] <<else>> [[You calmed down.|Stay still]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count=$count+1>> <<set $pickOnMartha=$pickOnMartha+1>> <<defiance $auntie>> <<set $envy.push("hair")>><>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' had wonderful hair. Shiny, long and soft. You'd never touched it, but you had a very vivid imagination of how it had to feel. You’d imagined this hair tickling your face when she was leaning to you to kiss you deeply. Then you thought how it had to be pleasant to her when someone stroked her hair and caressed it delicately. And how her hair had to tickle her neck and shoulders. You smiled.<><<if $pickOnMartha ==3 and $auntie.Defiance lte 0>>You had to admit that the feeling you felt when you were peeking at ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' wasn't lust. You were jealous. You... [[...envied her.|Envy]]<</if>> <<if $pickOnMartha ==3 and $auntie.Defiance gt 0>>You had a hard-on and you wanted her so bad. You were sure that being a girl like her would be... [[What? Not being a girl like her. Making love with her would be wonderful!|Envy... What?! No, I am a man, I would make love to her, not be her!]]<</if>> <<if $pickOnMartha lt 3>>You still were ogling her. You passed your eyes over her... <<if not visited("Breasts")>>[[...breasts.|Breasts]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Face")>>[[...face.|Face]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Hands")>>[[...hands.|Hands]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Legs")>>[[...legs.|Legs]]<</if>><</if>><> <<if $envy[0] == "hair">><<set $envy0="hair">><</if>> <><<if $auntie.Defiance gt 0 and $pickOnMartha lt 3>><<if $player.Conflicts gt 1 or $player.Privacy gt 1 or $player.Conflicts gte 1 and $player.Privacy gte 1>>[[Someone was messing with your head!|Someone is messing with my head!]]<</if>><</if>><>

<><<set $count=$count+1>> <<set $pickOnMartha=$pickOnMartha+1>> <<defiance $auntie>> <<set $envy.push("hands")>><>You loved the well-shaped, delicate hands. It was a very subtle aspect of a woman's beauty. It reminded you of the time you spent with your ex-girlfriend. The touch of her slender hands felt incredible. And still, her hands couldn't compare with the two masterpieces ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' had. She cared about her nails, she polished them pink. When she was noting something, you admired the gentleness of her moves. You imagined how those hands had to feel when she was massaging someone.<><<if $pickOnMartha ==3 and $auntie.Defiance lte 0>>You had to admit that the feeling you felt when you were peeking at ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' wasn't lust. You were jealous. You... [[...envied her.|Envy]]<</if>> <<if $pickOnMartha ==3 and $auntie.Defiance gt 0>>You had a hard-on and you wanted her so bad. You were sure that being a girl like her would be... [[What? Not being a girl like her. Making love with her would be wonderful!|Envy... What?! No, I am a man, I would make love to her, not be her!]]<</if>> <<if $pickOnMartha lt 3>>You still were ogling her. You passed your eyes over her... <<if not visited("Breasts")>>[[...breasts.|Breasts]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Face")>>[[...face.|Face]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Hair")>>[[...hair.|Hair]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Legs")>>[[...legs.|Legs]]<</if>><</if>><> <<if $envy[0] == "hands">><<set $envy0="hands">><</if>> <><<if $auntie.Defiance gt 0 and $pickOnMartha lt 3>><<if $player.Conflicts gt 1 or $player.Privacy gt 1 or $player.Conflicts gte 1 and $player.Privacy gte 1>>[[Someone was messing with your head!|Someone is messing with my head!]]<</if>><</if>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>"Maybe I'd be happier as a girl, who knows!" You blushed. It could be understood as a figure of speech, but ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' knew you too well. Her eyes bulged out. "What?!" she exclaimed. Some people turned to you, so she continued quietly. "Did you want to be hugged? ''<<print $you.maleName>>''... I... I... Fuck! I don't know what to say." It was a unique event in the history of the Universe. The death hush fell. You didn't interrupt it. "Well..." ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' finally said. "I'm sorry for ruining the opportunity. I had no idea. Seriously. I've known you your entire life and you've never given me the slightest tip." You forced yourself to smile. "You know, I wouldn't volunteer myself like ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' did. But if that happened... Eh, whatever. Maybe that's better. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was such a creep today. He expected me to become some bimbo. <<if $robertPlans == true>>He wanted to make me his whore. He acted like he made some deal with ''Auntie'' about me.<</if>> <<if $robertScar == true>>He even cut himself, just like you did. Maybe I sometimes think about being a girl - I think every boy in this fucking school has to think about it - but I don't want to be a jock's bitch.<</if>>." "Yeah, that whole modeling thing was overrated," she said. "I imagined our sweet ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' differently, but whatever. I won’t complain. Like I said, ''Auntie'' loves her job. She doesn't give a shit about our fantasies." But she still looked at you seriously. "You know... I can call you ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' sometimes, if that will cheer you up."[[Your order is ready.|Meal's ready]]

<><<set $backto = "Help with math">><<if visited("Help with math") ==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">><<set $count=$count+1>> <<allowChange $player>><<changeApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>> <<if visited("Boys")>><<if $relations.Boys ==2>><<set $improvedRelationsBoys=true>><</if>><<set $relations.Boys = $relations.Boys+1>><</if>> <<if visited("Girls in your class")>><<if $relations.Girls ==2>><<set $improvedRelationsGirls=true>><</if>><<set $relations.Girls = $relations.Girls+1>><</if>><>You were good with math. That was the advantage that made you very popular during the lessons with the old hag. Even the worst bullies like ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' were nice to you. You prompted the right answers several times. You explained something quietly. The old hag was fully aware, but she rarely interfered. She didn't tolerate cheating on the tests, so you were careful then. Your classmates seemed to be thankful that you were in the classroom again, so they could ask for your help.[[Lesson went on.|The lesson scene]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>...her waiting, wet pussy. You didn't see it, but it was something you envied the most. The delicate lips, the sensitive clitoris and the tight slit. You were rock hard, every single thought gave you a blast of orgasmic pleasure, but still, you were ashamed that you had a penis, when you could have a pussy like ''<<print $they.marthaMaleName>>''. Damn, why had ''Auntie'' waited so long? You wanted to be a girl. You wanted it so desperately that you wanted to howl. It was a desire you had never felt in your whole life. You would do everything for it. Give everything. Why did this damn statue wait so long? Did she want to make you beg? You would beg! You'd pray for the chance! You'd be the best girl ever transformed during the history of this school! And then the bell rang. You blinked several times. You were sweating like hell. You felt terribly thirsty. You realized that your hands were shaking. You felt weak and dizzy. What the fuck was that?[[The bell rang.|The bell]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>"I'd rather be a girl than let my friend pact with that stone bitch!" "Wow, boy, that was deep." ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' looked surprised which angered you. "Come on. We've been in this school for three years. Anyone can be hugged. Haven't you thought about it? Two or three guys overdose on drugs, they could be arrested anytime. Some girl would grow dick then. It could be you, couldn't it?" She pondered it for a while. "I wonder why we haven't talked about it." You shrugged. "Not that persuading you can change your mind." She smirked. "Maybe not. But I appreciate every time you try." You rolled your eyes. Here she was, an artist of inconsistency. "I've got a bad feeling about this. ''Auntie'' is evil. No one should communicate with her, nor cut for her." "Sure, you convinced me. I won't do it again. Scout's honor."[[Your order is ready.|Meal's ready]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Ok, you just got carried away by your emotions. The window as an escape route? Maybe if it was on the first floor, but you were in a building built in the nineteenth-century, there was also a lower level, so you would have jumped five meters on rather hard ground. You looked around helplessly, but you didn't see any ledge. You sighed. Your only hope was that ''Auntie'' didn't follow such a primitive angle.[[You stayed still.|Stay still]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $auntie.Defiance=$auntie.Defiance+1>><>It was a nice idea that ''Auntie'' had some physical spot you could strike to hurt her or even destroy her. You realized that was quite likely. There were rumors that some school places were more cursed than others. However no one pointed to the math classroom, but maybe it was because of the fact that one horror - the old hag - covered the other that was only awake temporarily. That conclusion cheered you up a little. If business with ''Auntie'' went wild you weren't totally hopeless.[[The lesson went on.|The lesson scene]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $woundedLeg=true>><>You jumped. You hit the ground hard and rolled over. The young grass didn't amortize the fall. You slowly stood up. You groaned. Your right leg ached. Then you heard a familiar voice. "Holy shit!" ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' ran up to you. You saw that there was a deep, bleeding cut on her left palm. "Boy, you have cojones!" she exclaimed. "Except they pushed you out." "I jumped myself." you squeezed through your teeth. Your leg hurt, but ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' helped you to stand stable. You pointed at her wound. "What's that?" "The cost of ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'s'' hug. I need to touch him, I guess." "You guess?" She shrugged. "It's my first time you know. Let's find him."[[You came back to school.|Carl transforms during the break]]

<><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>> <<set $backto = "Just play">><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>It wasn't a game. It was a struggle for survival. If your classmates and you had been given guns, there would be a lot of corpses already. The coach was whistling constantly, shouting and warning. It didn't matter. It was war. The members of the opposite team were targets. The one with the ball was conspicuous, but the others, if they were close, were also getting hit. After over a dozen minutes every player was more or less battered. The game established a hierarchy in a very primitive sense. If someone was afraid of you, if someone backed off, it meant you dominated him. Of course, in such a herd, only ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' could be alpha. Facing him was like challenging the avalanche. Your classmates didn't want to commit suicide, so they focused on other players. You realized your attempt to play this game was a huge mistake. You weren't a player, you were prey. <<if $directVictim==false>>You managed to counter the plot against you, but in this field, it only meant that there were two nominated victims: you and ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''.<<else>>You couldn't win your position in this group, as both teams treated you as a victim. Nobody wanted to help you. You were even hit several times by the players on your team.<</if>> You didn't see this coming. You didn't take over the ball, you didn't even realize you were in the middle of the action. You realized that two boys were charging you at the last moment, but you didn't have a chance to react. Your world exploded in pain.[[You hit the ground.|They faul you]]

You had an advantage over ''<<print $they.robertName>>''.You came to the nearest bin and threw a bra there. Guys commented and laughed. Nobody helped ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' to get up. You felt relief. There was something in throwing away this bra, something... cleansing. You got rid of the tension the dream introduced. Even if ''Auntie'' chose you to hug and your life changed dramatically today, in this short moment you felt independent and strong. The locker-room was crowded. You were jealous about the students of the other classes. They didn't have to face the Parity today. You suspected the rumors had spread, so they knew about the hugging, but it was an attraction to them. Near the stairs you met ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. She was really excited. When you came closer...[[...she started to talk.|Olivia talks about the scene]] <><<set $auntie.Defiance=$auntie.Defiance+1>><<set $count=$count+1>><>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $auntie.Defiance=$auntie.Defiance-1>><><<if visited("Throw it")>>You panicked for a while. You couldn't take it off! You felt the tears rolling down your cheeks. Your eyes and the face burned in shame. ''Auntie'' was making you her bitch! How would you resist the other urges if you couldn't manage such a simple task? You felt awful. Then you started to think about something else.<</if>>The bra was nice to touch. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' somehow guessed your size, because it wasn't too tight. The feeling was strange, but not very uncomfortable. It wasn't a big deal. You thought about the Parity. <<if $beAgirl==true>>If ''Auntie'' was going to hug you, you'd wear a bra anyway.<<else>>You knew that treating someone as a girl didn't really count. Who knew, maybe wearing a bra would prevent you from other humiliation.<</if>> Slowly you were calming down. That bra wasn't a big deal. Nobody could see it under your shirt. You decided to take it off after the next lesson. Then ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''...[[...found you.|Olivia found you]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><><><<if visited("Watch")>>You looked in the mirror, but ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' vanished. Clearly, the only changed girl in the restroom was ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. <</if>><>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' looked miserable. She wanted to leave the restroom, but your classmates didn't let her. "Come on, girl, you look like a mess! You need to freshen your makeup!" "Hey, babe, such a slutty skirt you wore!" "Do you shave your pussy?" ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' laughed loudly. Usually, such comments would have annoyed her, but this was an exception. She was really proud of herself. "Karma's a bitch, don't you think, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''? There are plenty of girls who cried here because of you. Now it’s your turn!" You laughed. "It looks like you are going to flash me your tits." you exclaimed. "But you don’t have much to flash. You barely need to wear a bra!" You knew she didn't worry about the size of her breasts, but it had to hurt anyway. "Oh, I see you finally shut up! No bullying anymore? No comments about the way I look? The way I behave? The friends I hang out with?" you teased. "What happened, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''? <<if visited("You gonna be our girl!")>>You said you would let me suck you if I asked properly. Maybe it's your time to ask!<<else>>It looks like your jokes aren't so funny anymore.<</if>>" It lasted for a while, but school was over, so you and ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' decided to leave. You supposed some classmates would walk ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' home, but you didn't want to. It was your time to celebrate.[[You left.|Olivia returns]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>> <<set $pickOnMartha=$pickOnMartha+1>> <<defiance $auntie>> <<set $envy.push("legs")>><>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' wore a skirt today, so you had a good look at her legs. You loved how she was moving - not only how she swayed her hips, but also the way she took steps. She had killer legs. It was too cold for sandals, but you remembered ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' delicate feet and neat toes. <><<if $pickOnMartha ==3 and $auntie.Defiance lte 0>>You had to admit that the feeling you felt when you were peeking at ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' wasn't lust. You were jealous. You... [[...envied her.|Envy]]<</if>> <<if $pickOnMartha ==3 and $auntie.Defiance gt 0>>You had a hard-on and you wanted her so bad. You were sure that being a girl like her would be... [[What? Not being a girl like her. Making love with her would be wonderful!|Envy... What?! No, I am a man, I would make love to her, not be her!]]<</if>> <<if $pickOnMartha lt 3>>You still were ogling her. You passed your eyes over her... <<if not visited("Breasts")>>[[...breasts.|Breasts]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Face")>>[[...face.|Face]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Hair")>>[[...hair.|Hair]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Hands")>>[[...hands.|Hands]] <</if>><</if>><> <<if $envy[0] == "hair">><<set $envy0="hair">><</if>> <><<if $auntie.Defiance gt 0 and $pickOnMartha lt 3>><<if $player.Conflicts gt 1 or $player.Privacy gt 1 or $player.Conflicts gte 1 and $player.Privacy gte 1>>[[Someone was messing with your head!|Someone is messing with my head!]]<</if>><</if>><> <<if $envy[0] == "legs">><<set $envy0="legs">><</if>>

<><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>><<set $backto = "Listen carefully">><<if visited("Listen carefully") ==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><<if $approaches.contains(2) or $approaches.contains(1) or $preparedToLessons==true>><<set $relations.School = $relations.School+1>><</if>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>Math was a crucial subject. It was obligatory in the matriculation examination and if you wanted to go to a good university, you needed to pass it at an adanced level. The old harpy was a demanding teacher, but when you focused you could learn more than from the book. <<if $approaches.contains(2) and $approaches.contains(1) or $preparedToLessons==true>>You managed to understand the most important assumptions of the topic. Of course, you didn't volunteer to resolve any problem, but your answers were right. You sighed with relief. Your parents advised you to take tutoring, but you really didn't want to do math in your free time.<<else>>You didn't understand a thing. The old hag could speak Chinese, and you would have had a better explanation. Your parents advised you to take tutoring, but you really didn't want to do math in your free time. Well, maybe you would reconsider that.<</if>>[[The lesson went on.|The lesson scene]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $braWear=true>><<defiance $auntie>><>You felt that tears of humiliation were coming down from your eyes. You took your shirt and t-shirt off. You faced them bare-chested. Did your nipples jutt out more than usual or it was just your imagination? The bra was soft and nice to touch. Your fingers were trembling, so putting it on took you a while, but finally, you put your arms down and everyone could see you in the feminine lingerie. There were some comments and laughs, but your classmates were surprisingly serious. Some of them moved along, as they were sure you'd put the bra on. Apparently, they had some compassion. Of course, not everyone. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was triumphant. "I knew you are one of these bitches that think "yes" even when they say "no"," he said. "I bet you'll repeat that about anal. Not that we'll do it today. Today we'll test your new hole." ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was smiling at you. The empty cups definitely stimulated his imagination. But when he heard what ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' said, his face hardened. He grabbed him strongly. "Don't try to be too funny, dude," he snarled. "And don't speak to ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' like that." ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' hissed because of pain and surprise. He managed to break away from ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' grasp. "What the hell, man?" he exclaimed. But he didn't dare to confront the jock. He shrugged. "Whatever. Have fun with her." And he left quickly. He was apparently afraid of ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' and you couldn't blame him. When the jock looked at you again, you felt fear too. You stood just a meter from him, undressed to the waist, with a black, lacy bra on your chest. You felt weak and small compared to him. And his dreamy grin made you feel sick.[[Then he drew you towards him.|Robert grabs you]]

''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was a skinny and short guy. He looked even weaker when he was surrounded by taller boys. He looked at the floor, carefully avoiding your gazes. When he took off his t-shirt you couldn't help but smile widely. The bare-chested, thin guy was going to wear the bra he wanted to use to humiliate you. The fucker. You had never done anything against him. Now it was time for him to taste his own medicine. When ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' wore a bra, you felt a wave of nearly sexual pleasure tingling through your body. He looked ridiculous, of course, with those empty cups. But it was you who decided how he had to act. You influenced his behavior. And you knew you could force him again, again and again. Your classmates took photos of him. You knew that if ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' transformed, they'd changed into the photo of the girl he'd become wearing just this bra. So you were grinning maliciously, thinking about the power you just showed to everyone. In your imagination you saw ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' kneeling before you... You blinked. You felt dizzy for a moment. You stepped back. You realized that ''<<print $they.robertName>>''...[[...was looking at you with a very similar, malicious grin.|Robert's creep]] <<set $count=$count+1>> <<set $auntie.Defiance=$auntie.Defiance+1>> <<set $auntie.baseDefiance=$auntie.Defiance>>

''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' seemed to be totally unaffected by this rhythm. It was a surprise, as she had been hugged by ''Auntie'' and had some knowledge of how the Parity worked. She focused on math. In fact, she was a good student. Most beautiful girls you knew didn't really care about their grades, they rather used their appearance as an advantage. Well, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was sharp and really hard-working. Then she budged and turned her head to you. She caught your gaze. She smiled wryly and you felt...[[...you were sinking into her eyes.|Martha]] <<set $count=$count+1>> <<set $rhytm.push("$they.marthaFemaleName")>>

<<if visited("Martha") ==1>><<if visited("Martha's rhytm")>>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looked at you intensely. You couldn't turn your head. You gazed at her, admiring her elven beauty.<<else>>You found yourself gazing at ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. No one would blame you, not really. She was the most beautiful girl that you had met in the flesh. When you looked at her you could believe in the myths about sirens or nymphs...<</if>> Maybe she was a mythological creature after all. She started school with you two years ago as <<if visited("Martha") ==1>><<textbox "$they.marthaMaleName" "Martin">><<else>>''<<print $they.marthaMaleName>>''<</if>>. You knew him as a boy, he was a quiet kid in your kindergarten. Obviously, you wouldn't be gazing at him now if ''Auntie'' hadn’t hugged him. And you were sure no girl would do so. He wasn't a flashy kid at all. But, in contrast to all of you terrified freshmen, he crossed a threshold of ''Rosset High School'' with full awareness of what the Parity was and he wanted to use it. On the second day of school ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was only a newly transformed girl who seemed happy about her change. She somehow volunteered herself to Auntie and the effect was giving you a hard-on, even though you just thought that she was originally a male. There was gossip that she didn't communicate with Auntie only once, but many times. And, while ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was a walking wet dream, you’d never heard of any guy from school even considering having sex with her. She was out of your reach. You didn't dare even dream about her. Her Instagram profile clearly showed that her life sometimes went wild, but with celebrities. As always when you were staring at ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', you fell in a semi-trance. You admired her beauty. She was leaning back slightly, so you could worship her feminine glory. So you sank into the sight of her lovely... <<else>>You tried very hard, but you couldn't take your eyes off her. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' had to be aware of your struggle, because she looked directly at you and flashed you a smile. You felt like you were melting. "It's ok to peek," she assured you. The timbre of her lovely voice finally broke your resistance. So you started to peek at her stunning... <</if>><><<if $pickOnMartha lt 3>> <<if not visited("Breasts")>>[[...breasts.|Breasts]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Face")>>[[...face.|Face]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Hair")>>[[...hair.|Hair]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Hands")>>[[...hands.|Hands]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Legs")>>[[...legs.|Legs]]<</if>><</if>><> <<if $envy.length ==3>><<goto "The bell">><</if>><><<set $count=$count+1>><>

<><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>> <<set $logFirstChapter = { "beAgirl" : $beAgirl, "envy0": $envy0, "rhytm": $rhytms}>><>''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' took some bandages from her bag. While she really needed to take care of her hand, you were aware it was also an excuse to not finish the conversation since she didn't like the way it led. Avoiding inconvenient topics was one of her biggest defects. So, a deathly hush fell. It was a super first date, indeed. Fortunately, your meal was ready soon, so you went to get it. When you came back, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' had just finished and threw some bloody bandages into the nearest bin. "Thank God, the burgers came!" she exclaimed. The meal improved her humor again. You were fascinated as always how quickly she could switch between good and bad moods and how easily you could measure those changes. When you ate, she mockingly asked if you’d leave the tip. Burgers definitely earned that. "Ok, whatever you think about my new occult hobby," she said as you left the food truck area, "I am really glad it worked the way I planned. It was an improvisation in some details, you know." You didn't. "Yeah? So what could happen?", you ask. "Well, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' used the ritual to volunteer herself to the pussy team. So I had to change some details to make sure, you know, to blast Auntie's hug to our sweet ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. But it worked, obviously." <><<if $approaches.contains(1) or $approaches.contains(6)>>//She looked like she wanted to convince herself. It reminded you that she and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' had some quarrels last year. If you were ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', you wouldn't take the advice in such a serious matter from her.//<><<set $marthaOliviaquarrel=true>><> <</if>> <>"So you weren't sure what you were doing when you pacted with a dangerous spirit?" you asked ironically. "I am so surprised..." "Hey! Get off me! IT WORKED!" It was so funny to look at her now. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' clearly just started to realize how risky was the pact with Auntie. She was freaking out. She, who would only have mischievous comments for everybody's doubts, was finally thrown from the peak of her ego. You just couldn't stop yourself and said: "How do you know?" "Ha. Ha. Ha. Very funny. V e r y. Piss off. Do you need glasses, you moron? Do I look like a boy to you? I've grown some tits, you know." She bounced her rather modest cleavage and smirked. Oh, so she restored her balance. What a pity. "Maybe you are in the shemale category," you continued. "I can't tell, I'm not an expert..." "Yeah, I know, I talked to your mom about your browser history! She said you prefer MILFs, you motherfuck... oooh, fuck!" ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' shouted with pain. She stopped. Her face turned pale. She put her hand on her crotch. Her eyes widened out as she touched her groin. When she finally spoke, her voice was a little deeper than earlier. "Holy shit! I am in the shemale category..."<div align="center"><h4>The end of chapter 1</h4></div>[[The summary of the prologue and the chapter 1.]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>"My balls for your soul, fine deal to me". She punched you. "Hey! Don't even joke about that, man!" You shrugged. "Why not? ''Auntie'' looks very demonic to me. Isn't she a threat for your immortal soul?" You were teasing her, of course, but she deserved it for not telling you about the plot against you. <<if not visited("Olivia explained her plan")>>''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was raised in a very religious, Catholic family and, just like most rebel children with such a background, she was the most anti-clerical person you’d met in your life. But some beliefs stuck deep in her. ''Auntie'', the living proof of the supernatural, made ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' think about the catechism.<</if>> She winced. "I don't believe in Hell," she stated. You chuckled. "Yeah, and horror movies show us the optimistic vision of the afterlife," you said. She chuckled too. It was a reference to the famous conversation between Stanley Kubrick and Steven King on the set of "The Shining". "Well, one thing is certain. That math lesson was totally directed by Stanley. The longest frame since the conference on the Moon." She wanted to change the inconvenient topic. Typical ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. You smiled. "Thank you." you said. She risked a lot, and even though revenge on ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was probably her primary motivation, she helped you. She smiled slyly. "Any time, my lad. But I have to say, I'm quite curious about what kind of girl you'd become. I bet you'd be very pink and sweet. And you'd squeak a lot." You rolled your eyes. "Seriously?" She spread her hands. "I heard you squeak once, you know. Believe me, it was very memorable." "I was ten!" you exclaimed. She nodded. "Yup. And it was a very, very tiny mouse." "It was rat!" you protested. "And you jumped higher than me!" She made a surprised face. "Really?" she asked innocently. "I don't remember that." You snorted. "I bet you don't."[[After a few minutes your order was ready.|Meal's ready]]

You looked carefully at your hands. That was a suspenseful moment. You listened to the rhythm of the clock. Your fingers were trembling a little, but it was a result of events rather than the suggestion of ''Auntie''. You breathed a sigh of relief. This test cheered you up a little. You weren't a puppet to ''Auntie''. She could be powerful, you had no doubt about that, but she couldn't dominate you.[[The lesson went on.|The lesson scene]] <><<set $count=$count+1>> <<set $rhytm.push("you")>> <<set $auntie.Defiance=$auntie.Defiance+1>> <<updateDefiance $auntie>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>"No! Maybe we'd have figured out something else!" She chuckled. "Sure, like what?" She had a point. With what you understood of the occult, your options seemed to be limited. "We could kill ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''!" you proposed with a very serious face. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>’s'' eyes bulged out, then she laughed. "Oh, sure! How could I forget? You're the voice of my conscience!" You cleared the air. You were still angry, but as problems seemed to be solved, you didn't want to drudge things up. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' didn't betray you. She was just herself. You relaxed a little. That was a crazy day, but you somehow managed to handle it. The burgers were a just reward for the struggles you went through.[[You received the order.|Meal's ready]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<lossDefiance $auntie>><<set $clockDestroy =1>><><<if $possibilityClock==false>>"Not now..." ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' shrugged. "Sure, whatever you want," she said. "You look tired, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. I’ll buy you coffee, ok?" You nodded. You didn't think you needed caffeine, but it was useless to be in this classroom. ''Auntie'' defeated you. This clock only made you feel worse.<<else>>You hesitated. Breaking the clock was like declaring war against ''Auntie''. You weren't sure you wanted this. She could make your life miserable, even without turning you into a girl. You winced. "Fuck this shit!" you exclaimed. "Lets go!" Then you turned around and left the classroom, ignoring ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' justified questions.<</if>>[[School day.|PE]]

"...what are you up to?" You expected a joke or mockery, but ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' decided to treat the question seriously. She smiled. "I made a deal with ''Auntie''." You were shocked. You waited for her laughter. You wanted to hear you fell for another story, that you were naive. But she was serious and even a little resigned. "It seems I don't get to go to Heaven." There was sarcasm in her voice, but you knew this was a problem for her. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was raised in a very religious, Catholic family and, just like most rebel children with such a background, she was the most anti-clerical person you’d met in your life. But some beliefs stuck deep in her. ''Auntie'', living proof of the supernatural, made ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' think about the catechism. You cared far less about Catholic statements on occultism, but you knew that parlay with ''Auntie'' was too dangerous to try. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' showed courage (and recklessness). "If you make a deal with ''Auntie'', she'll hug whoever you want," she explained. Her voice was calm, but you knew her too well. She was concerned. "What... What price?" you asked. She shrugged. "A little blood. Of course, we’ll see where it leads. But ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' seems to be fine." She shrugged again. "Maybe you should... You know... Reconsider..." She shook her head. "Too late." She sighed. "''<<print $you.maleName>>'', can we talk about something else? Pretty please." Well, however you understood her aversion, you had the right to your questions, and a plot against you was in session. So you asked: [["Why are they all against me?"|Why Carl wants me?]] <><<set $count=$count+1>> <<set $oliviaPlan=true>><>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><<if visited("Throw it") and not visited("Keep it")>>You took the bra off with a deep disgust. Your chest felt itchy. You tried to convince yourself it was because ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' didn't wash it after they bought it. You threw it into the nearest bin. You put your shirt on. Then you heard: <</if>>"''<<print $you.maleName>>''..." The voice was quiet, but you recognized it before you turned around. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. <><<if not visited("Go with Olivia")>>She looked normal, not like in your dream. She had short dark hair and a rather pale complexion. She barely used any makeup. She usually grinned in the way you would expect on the Cheshire Cat, if he was a schoolgirl from cursed high school. She didn't care much about her clothing. You probably never saw her in a skirt since kindergarten. She wore combat pants as usual, as she held nearly everything in the pockets. <</if>><> She looked at you with a concern. "Son of a bitch!" she exclaimed. "I'll fuck him with a broomstick when he grows a cunt! We'll see how he'll wear a bra in front of the boys." <><<if not visited("Go with Olivia")>>She hated ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'', so the threat sounded convincing. But you thought about something else. "You knew that ''Auntie'' would hug someone today, didn't you?" you asked. "You knew and didn't tell me." ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' shrugged. "Yeah," she admitted slightly, recklessly, like always. She even smiled. "I didn't want to bother you. I've handled this. Don't worry, dude. The seat in the pussy team is taken. The next bra ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' is going to buy will match his new panties." "Not bother me? ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', come on! There is a fucking conspiracy against me and you didn't warn me! It looks like you either are a part of it or don't give a shit about me!" You didn't know which eventuality would worry you more. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was your friend. Real friend. Her face darkened. "Hold your horses, agent Mulder," she said. "You are upset, I get it. We'll laugh about it in a few hours, I promise you. I'll tell you everything. I've done nothing that puts your balls in danger. However, I need to hunt ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' down, so don't freak out, please. Trust me." You snorted. "Wow," you snarled. "Let's sum up: you are using me as bait, then you are assuring me about my safety while you somehow deal with a demonic bitch, and then you want my trust. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', your negotiating skills are amazing." She shrugged. "I'm a fighter, not a talker. And I'm on your side, as always. Come on, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. You practiced with a bra, taking it off is very similar. Maybe you will be grateful for the exercise. Let's go, math is going to start in a few minutes."<<else>>You said nothing, trying to calm down. She sighed. "I warned you it'd be rough day," she said. You snorted. "Yeah," you snorted. "You gave me... How much? 10 minutes for preparing for this fucking plot against me. You knew about this for a whole week! You called me every day and said nothing! You are helpful as hell." ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' rolled her eyes. "Can you cut this whining?" she asked. "I didn't know what they planned. Or what they were going to do. So how exactly could you prepare for this? Would you hide for a whole day? You could only make things worse. Everything is handled. They know nothing about ''Auntie's'' hugs. That bitch loves to choose her victims. They try to push her, she hates it. They'll piss her off. Your balls have never been safer, pal." She was so sure, but ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' usually acted like she was in control of the situation, even (or especially) when everything had gone wrong. Moreover, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' had a lot of skills, but you couldn't name her an occult expert. Finally, you remembered those tingles you felt when ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' called you ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. ''Auntie'' was watching you, it was a fact. "We will see, I guess," you sighed. "Let's go, math starts in a few minutes."<<if visited("Keep it")>>When you left the locker room you realized that the bra you wore was quite comfortable.<</if>><</if>><>[[Math.|The lesson scene]]

"Wow, what a day! What emotions!" ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' laughed. "Come on, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. I demand a burger for my hard work! I saved your balls, buddy. L i t e r a l l y." She was grinning widely in the whole way. She was evidently curious how ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' would spend her first day as a girl. "It's said that after ''Auntie's'' hug you are horny as hell. I wonder what she'll stick in her new cunt first!" She laughed loudly, ignoring entirely all the damning stares from passers-by. You wondered if someone would report her to the police. She behaved like she was high. Last year the city council organized a food truck area near your school. Four food trucks were serving different menus. The area was dedicated to tourists, but you barely see any there. It was an area completely dominated by high school students, at least until late evenings. Even now, on Monday afternoon, you saw some familiar faces. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' wanted to share the happy news, but there were some students from other schools, so she couldn't say a word without being considered crazy (or, better to say, crazier). It upset her a bit. "Fuck off, losers", she said as some people greeted us. "We are on a date, we want privacy!" There was a lot of laughter and cheering, some sarcastic compliments. Of course, they didn't believe it. You would barely believe either that ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' could have a boyfriend. <<if $player.Popularity==0>>Or that you could get a girlfriend.<</if>> But well, it worked, you found a table and no one sat with you. "Get me one with extra bacon, d a r l i n g", she said mockingly. You rolled your eyes. There was no sense in trying to argue in her current state. So you sighed and ordered a meal. When you came back, you saw that ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' looked at her bandaged hand. It was soaked with blood. Some of the blood dripped on the ground. It sobered her up a little. "Who'd have known that occultism is so messy," she murmured. "But it was worth it, don't you think?"[["My balls for your soul, fine deal to me"]] [[“You should've asked me before you did it.”|"You should ask me before you did it."]] <><<if $oliviaPlan==false>>[["What did you do, exactly?"]]<</if>><> <<set $count = $count+1>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<if not visited("Go with Olivia")>>''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' had short dark hair and a rather pale complexion. She barely used any makeup. She usually grinned in the way you would expect on the Cheshire Cat, if he was a schoolgirl from a cursed high school. She didn't care much about her clothing. You probably never saw her in a skirt since kindergarten. She usually wore combat pants, as she held nearly everything in the pockets. <</if>><>"I can't believe it!" ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' exclaimed. "The bra as a tool of humiliation. Geez, how old are they? Five? What will they do next? Will they try to close you in the girls' restroom? They used to sneak there to peek at the girls just yesterday. Amateurs." <><<if not visited("Go with Olivia")>>Had she known about this? She used to call you every day you were sick and didn't say a word!<<else>>You started to think about ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' part again.<</if>> You remembered the dream. Of course, she didn't look like in your vision, but maybe she was involved in this plot. It was a terrifying thought. She was your friend, a real friend. But maybe you were overreacting? ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was a reckless, impulsive person. You realized that she actually could think it wasn't necessary to tell you anything about this conspiracy, as she decided to solve this problem alone.<> The bell rang and interrupted your thoughts. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' smiled friendly. "It'll be fine, you'll see," she said. You sighed. "Yeah, I'll see."[[Math.|The lesson scene]]

When you looked at ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', she just yawned. Evidently she had a hard night behind her. She was in a state of semi-trance, but you couldn't connect it with the rhythm you were aware of. In fact, she had her own rhythm. She even was beating it with her foot. You were really concerned before you heard that she was quietly singing Tom Waits' "Singapore". You sighed. You were getting too paranoid.[[The lesson went on.|The lesson scene]] <<set $count=$count+1>> <<set $rhytm.push("$they.oliviaFemaleName")>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $lessonChoices = $lessonChoices+1>> <<set $choicesRemain = 3 - $lessonChoices>> <div class="hint" align="center" style="width:200px;">Remaining choices: <<print $choicesRemain>></div> <<set $lesson.push("Olivia")>><>You turned to her and looked at her questioningly. "Oh, fortunately!" she whispered. "I thought it was one of the famous ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' sulks. Not that you'd have a reason to take offense at me, of course. But I've gotten used to the thought that innocent people suffer the most." She flashed you with a very insolent smile. You rolled your eyes. There she was. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' in all her glory. <><<if not visited("Go with Olivia") and not visited("Olivia talks about the scene") and visited("Robert's creep")>>You couldn't help but compare her with the vision you had last night. She looked different. She had short dark hair and a rather pale complexion. She barely used any makeup. She usually grinned in the way you would expect on the Cheshire Cat, if he was a schoolgirl from cursed high school. She didn't care much about her clothing. You probably never saw her in a skirt since kindergarten. She usually wore combat pants, as she held nearly everything in the pockets. <</if>><>She yawned again. "Are you not entertained?" you sneered. She shrugged. She pretended she checked the clock. "I think I lost my program. When will they release the lions, Maximus?" Before you could find suitable reference to "Gladiator", your math teacher said: "''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', I told you not to sit next to ''<<print $you.maleName>>''." "Really?" ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' looked genuinely surprised. "But it’s his first day back in school! Somebody has to help him." "Oh, so you’ve learned so well you could help someone? Incredible. Let's not waste such a situation. It doesn't happen every day. Come on, the blackboard is waiting." ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' sighed dramatically. "I told you, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''" she exclaimed. "Innocent people always suffer." The old hag scoffed. "You? Innocent? Since when?" ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' pulled a face. "No one believes in me!" She was good at math, so she quickly came back. Your teacher of course didn't remind her not to sit next to you. It was just a ritual that had repeated itself since your freshman year. "So, what do you think?", she asked you. "I wonder..."<<if $lesson[0]=="Olivia" and $oliviaPlan==false>><>[["...what are you up to?"|Olivia explained her plan]]<<set $relations.Olivia=$relations.Olivia+1>><> <<else>>[["...why are they all against me?"|Why Carl wants me?]]<</if>>

The following hours passed in a blur. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was teasing you constantly, but he had to watch his mouth because ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' nominated himself as the protector of ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'s'' honor. After the initial shock, you had to admit that the plot against you appeared to be less prepared than you thought. Then, there was the last lesson. PE. Until now, you had ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' support, but here you had to face the bullies alone. Luckily, you didn't have to exercise. You had sick leave for the next two weeks. When you said it to ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' heard it too. "Oh, no, you won't stretch for two weeks, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''?" he scoffed. "I don't know if you can spread your legs so wide without practice." "It's good you take yoga seriously," you said back. "The pose of the Mountain can give you an inch or more in your height, <<textbox "$they.carlFemaleName" "Caroline">>." His face turned pale for a moment, then darkened. If ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was right about ''Auntie's'' sniffs, that was the moment for ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''. He spit into your face and left. Angrily, you wanted to pounce on him, but ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' stopped you. "That could be the last time that''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' spat!" she yelled and everyone laughed. The bell rang and the girls all went to their lockers. <<if $directVictim==true>>"You should go with them!", one of your classmates shouted. You just gave him the middle finger.<<elseif $directVictim==false or $relations.Boys gt 2>>"''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' should go with them!", one of your classmates shouted. You smiled. Even here you weren't alone.<</if>> "If you don't feel well, you shouldn't play, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' said quietly. He stood next to you, towering over you completely. "Haven't you realized that I'm not a girl?" you asked with disgust. "It's sick when you treat me like one." He shrugged. His muscles moved under his t-shirt. "In one hour it won’t be odd," he answered. He gave you another one of his creepy grins. "Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock." And he left. Boys started to go to their lockers. The game was some sort of a challenge. You knew you'd be playing soccer, so the girls wouldn't play with you. So, if you didn't play, you'd be separate from the other boys. Maybe ''Auntie'' would consider this? There had to be a reason why she didn't transform one of you yet....[[You decided to play.|Play]] [[You sat on the bench.|Sit on the bench]]<<set $count=$count+1>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $relations.Olivia=$relations.Olivia+1>><>That was strange. The statue of ''Auntie'' was in its usual place. The school was placed next to the busy street. But you didn't see a single car or person walking by. The square in front of the school was also deserted. "Like in "Devil's Advocate"." you muttered. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' nodded her head. She was serious and focused. She slowly approached the statue. You stood behind her. ''Auntie'' was observing you. There was something living in her stone eyes. Living and... impatient. You felt her excitement. You expected that ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' would say something. Maybe she made some gestures. But no. She just looked at the statue for a while, then she deeply cut her left hand. She winced. It looked like she wanted to break the knife away, but she couldn't. She groaned. Finally, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' put her knife away and put her hand on the statue's mouth. You could swear you saw some kind of light radiating from ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. There was a long minute before she pulled away from ''Auntie''. The cut was deep and looked awful. There wasn’t a single drop of blood on the statue. It somehow... soaked in. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' turned to you. She looked weak and fragile. She hugged you. "Thanks for coming, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''." she whispered to your ear. You stroked her hair. "Always," you answered. "But don't do that too often, please." She chuckled and stepped back. "Ok. Let's find our new girl."[[The hunt began.|Carl transforms during the break]]

<><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>><<set $backto = "Play aggresively">><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><> You had an advantage over ''<<print $they.robertName>>''.It wasn't a game. It was a struggle for survival. If your classmates and you had been given guns, there would be a lot of corpses already. The coach was whistling constantly, shouting and warning. It didn't matter. It was war. The members of the opposite team were targets. The one with the ball was conspicuous, but the others, if they were close, were also getting hit. After over a dozen minutes every player was more or less battered. The game established a hierarchy in a very primitive sense. If someone was afraid of you, if someone backed off, it meant you dominated him. Of course, in such a herd, only ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' could be alpha. Facing him was like challenging the avalanche. Your classmates didn't want to commit suicide, so they focused on other players.<<if $approaches.contains(6) and $approaches.contains(5) or $approaches.contains(2) and $approaches.contains(4) or $directVictim==false and $approaches.contains(4)>>Surprisingly, you found confidence in yourself in this war. Every warning you got from the coach was a tribute to your bravery. You even dared to challenge ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' a couple of times. It was risky because he kicked and hit with such force that he could easily send you to the hospital. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'', on the other hand, was completely lost in this direct confrontation. He shouted, he yelled, he even announced to the coach that he would get off the field. The coach didn't like ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'', so he didn't let him. Well, your class bully showed weakness. When ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' took over the ball, four players from the other team charged him. He yelled (or even squeaked) and kicked the ball out of bounds in a panic, but they didn't care. Two boys even didn't start to slow. They hit him hard. [[He hit the ground.|They faul Carl]]<<else>>You realized your attempt to play this game was a huge mistake. You weren't a player, you were prey. <<if $directVictim==false>>You managed to counter the plot against you, but in this field, it only meant that there were two nominated victims: you and ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''.<<else>>You couldn't win your position in this group, as both teams treated you as a victim. Nobody wanted to help you. You were even hit several times by the players on your team.<</if>> You didn't see this coming. You didn't take over the ball, you didn't even realize you were in the middle of the action. You realized that two boys were charging you at the last moment, but you didn't have a chance to react. Your world exploded in pain.[[You hit the ground.|They faul you]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You decided to play, so you went with the other boys to the locker room. <><<if visited("Keep it")>>You took your shirt and t-shirt off. You heard guys laughing and whistling. You realized you had the bra on this whole time! "Damn, we should buy you a sports bra!" ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' commented. You quickly took the bra off. Well, you tried too. It wasn't simple. Finally, you were free of it. Your chest itched. "Look! ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' is flashing us her tits!" "I knew she stuffs her bra!" ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' clearly wanted to add something, but he looked at ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' and said nothing. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'', your prince charming, your defender. He was looking at you carefully but didn't comment. <</if>><>Your classmates were excited and loud. They pushed and laughed at each other. You could feel the tension. When your coach came and announced the soccer game, the boys reacted like he chose the weapon during the gladiators' fight. You ran to the playing field. <<if $directVictim==true>>You were the last player chosen to the team. Your opponents called you "The pussy team". Your co-players were angry at you.<<else>>''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was the last player chosen to the team. He looked worried. You smirked. His fall from grace was a sight to see.<</if>> The coach whistled and the match started. That was probably the most brutal game you ever played. Every critical situation ended with a quarrel and shouts, some with a fight. The couch was whistling constantly, but without vivid effect. This game was a challenge for everyone's manhood and they played like their balls were on the line. Well. Maybe they were.[[You played aggressively.|Play aggresively]] <<forceful $display>> [[You played.|Just play]] <<quick $display>> [[It was madness!|This is madness]] <<careful $display>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>> <<set $robertPlans = true>><>''<<print $they.robertName>>'' had an advantage over you.''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' hand wandered to the strap of the bra you wore. He gently stroked it. You realized how tense he was. And horny. You heard that girls felt uncomfortable in his company and you started to understand why. You weren't a girl (yet, at least), the idea of sexual harassment was an abstract term to you. However, as you felt horrified and paralyzed, you recognized the stories about molested women. Damn, ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was frightening and definitely pleased with your behavior. "Don't worry about ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'', ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he said. "Since today, no one will dare to bother you." Wonderful. Except him, you guess. But you were too stunned to respond. "Don't be afraid", he said mildly. His tone compared to his behavior scared you even more. "Everything will be alright. Everything is settled. You'll be happy, I promise. Put a shirt on, you'll get cold." His care and sympathy sounded genuine, but it only increased the absurdity of this situation. In fact, you felt cold. You got goosebumps, but you suspect it wasn't because of the temperature. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' stroked your cheek. "You shouldn't take off the bra," he said. "Get used to it. I'll catch you later." You stepped back to your locker. You breathed heavily and you wanted to vomit. Would ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' check if you took the bra off? You imagined how he put his muscular hand under your shirt. Did you keep the bra on you?[[Yes.|Keep it]] [[Fuck him! Of course not.|Throw it]]

''<<print $they.robertName>>'' had an advantage over you.He kissed you passionately. He was crushing you in his strong arms. You could barely breathe. You thought he would break your ribs. You felt his erect penis rubbing you. You were full of disgust and terror. Finally, he stopped. Your face was covered by his saliva. He didn't let you go, he still was pressing you with one hand. He used the other hand to stroke your hair. "I knew you would be gorgeous," he said. "You are just like my dream. You are just like I ordered... Will your soul be as ideal as your body? It should be... It has to be! I paid for it... I deserve to have it..." There was nothing sane in his desperate voice, but the meaning was clear for you. If there was anybody who set you up for ''Auntie'', it was ''<<print $they.robertName>>'', who wanted to get a girl magically, as he had no luck with real ones. You thought that if you were a girl, you definitely wouldn't want to deal with him. But, his words made you realize that your will could be changed. Everything you feared about the transformation faded in comparison to such a fate. You wanted to scream. You wanted to fight. You wanted to run.[[The break.|Girls' restroom]]<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $robertPlans = true>><>

You realized that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' completely ignored ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'s'' humiliation. He stared at you the whole time. While the crowd was laughing at ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'', who ran away with his clothes in his hands to the nearest restroom, the jock got closer to you. "Yeah, it's fine feeling, isn't it?" <><<if visited("Bigger than mine")>>//He reminded you of the ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' from your dream. The same sparkling eyes and too wide grin.// <</if>><>"What are you talking about?" you asked. He rolled his eyes, but that gesture was so theatrical that you didn't believe he was upset or surprised because of your question. Then he sighed, which looked inauthentic too. "Soon you'll be unable to lie to me, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he said. "I will be the closest man in your life. Then, you'll compare the feelings, since ''Auntie'' gives different... sensations to men and women." You froze. You thought that ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was the author of the plot against you. It looked like you underestimated ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. "I think your future girlfriend just ran away," you tried to joke. "And she doesn't like the lingerie you bought her." His grimace didn't change. "I know you enjoyed forcing him to do what you want, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he answered. You really didn't like the way he accented that name. "You'll do it soon often, but by using other methods. Sluttier. ''Auntie'' assured me of that, and I have to tell you... I barely can wait." He left. You felt unsettled. Your joy of triumph vanished. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' sounded very sure, and he wasn't really a good liar. You bit your lip so hard you felt the blood. Damn. Then the bell rang. [[Math|The lesson scene]] <<set $count=$count+1>> <<set $robertPlans = true>>

You had an advantage over ''<<print $they.robertName>>''.''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was completely possessed by the rhythm. He quivered in this beat and he did it strongly. It looked like some kind of seizure, and you were surprised that nobody noticed it. No, you were wrong. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' noticed it. She had been observing ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' for a while. She looked puzzled. You wondered how many things she was noticing because of her knowledge about ''Auntie''. So, ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' wasn't himself today. With his muscular posture, he was probably the most dangerous tool you could imagine.[[The lesson went on.|The lesson scene]] <<set $count=$count+1>> <<set $rhytm.push("$they.robertName")>>

<><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>> <<set $backto = "Shout at them!">><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">><<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><</if>><><<if $directVictim==false>>It was an unique moment. You and ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' together<<else>>You<</if>> kicked the door and shouted to let you out. The only answer was laughter which resonated oddly. The echo sounded in the empty restroom multiplied, like there were plenty of voices that were sneering because of your situation. <<if $directVictim==true>>Sudenly, the door opened. To your surprise, you saw ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' running into the restroom. He wanted to close the door behind him, but your classmates didn't let him. You saw the terror on his face. You understood.<<else>>Suddenly, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' grabbed his stomach. The door behind you opened itself. Your classmates saw inside. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' wanted to close the door, but then he looked at his hands. He cried in terror. You knew what was happening.<</if>>[[He started to change.|Carl transforms]]

You decided to sit on the bench. It was a warm day and you wanted to have one peaceful moment today. The playing field was quite a small, graveled square. While most schools in the city were renovated, the cracked concrete and rusty fences reminded one of the 1990s or even the Communist era. No one cut the weeds that wriggled through old, damaged benches. The insects were everywhere, swarming in their unknown purposes. Separated from your classmates, you could observe their behavior. The game was extremely brutal. Even the smaller guys reacted violently. The coach whistled many times. He yelled and threatened, but without a vivid result. Boys seemed to think that primitive force was a way to maintain their manhood.<><<if $oliviaPlan==true and not visited("To the principal's office!")>>//You divided your attention between the game and the yard. You knew that ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' had to sneak out to ''Auntie's'' statue to accomplish her pact. Indeed, she showed up after several minutes. She carried a big knife.//<</if>><>[[You watched your closest enemy.|Watch Carl]] [[You watched the struggles.|Watch Robert]] <<if $oliviaPlan==true and not visited("To the principal's office!")>>[[Follow her.|Follow Olivia]] <<sneaky $display>><</if>> <<set $count=$count+1>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You jumped. You slipped on the pipe. It seemed to last forever before your feet touched the ground. Then you heard a familiar voice. "Holy shit!" ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' ran up to you. You saw that there was a deep, bleeding cut on her left palm. "Boy, you have cojones!" she exclaimed. "Are you a real Ghostbuster now?" "Is there something strange in your neighborhood?" You asked. Then you pointed at her wound. "What's that?" "The cost of ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'s'' hug. I need to touch him, I guess." "You guess?" She shrugged. "It's my first time you know. Let's find him."[[You came back to school.|Carl transforms during the break]]

<<defiance $auntie>> <<anger $auntie>> <<if $auntie.Defiance gt 0>><<updateDefiance $auntie>><<goto "The bell">><<else>> <<goto "Martha">><</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>>You calmed down a little.<<if $beAgirl==true>>Well, this could be the time. At least you wouldn't be transformed in front of everybody.<</if>><<if $directVictim == false and $beAgirl==true>>''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' alone wasn't so bad alone. Of course, he'd make something up later.<</if>><>You realized you were holding your breath. You were calm, everything was calm, but it was the calm before the storm. <<if $directVictim == false>>Even the shouts and kicks of ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' seemed to be muffled.<</if>> You felt ''Auntie's'' presence. You had a hunch that she had hugged someone here. Such a stereotypical place. You didn't really think about where you'd transform boys into girls if you were in ''Auntie's'' place, but the girls' restroom seemed pretty lazy. You walked around the restroom. You'd never been there. It was cleaner than in the boys' restroom. To your surprise, you saw that there was soap in every dispenser and toilet paper in every cabin. You smirked. It was a gap in equality. Why didn't ''Auntie'' take care of it? You saw a light, so you turned your head in that direction. It was a reflection in the mirror. You gasped. It wasn't your reflection! There was some girl![[You broke the mirror.|Break the mirror]] [[You just watched.|Watch]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<if not visited("Envy") and not visited("Envy... What?! No, I am a man, I would make love to her, not be her!")>>You didn't know how long you were struggling with the urge to admire ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' beauty, but when you heard the bell, you suddenly found yourself relieved. You breathed deeply. That was a very exhausting experience.<</if>><>Students were leaving the classroom, so you also started to pack your stuff. It wasn't easy. You dropped a pencil several times, you just couldn't catch it properly. "''<<print $you.maleName>>'', are you ok?" You heard this sweet voice and jumped. It was ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', who looked at you with serious concern. You blushed furiously. "Sure he is!" ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' said. She took your books and notebooks and threw them quickly into your backpack. "Get up, bro. We already spent longer in this dungeon than we should!" "I heard that!" your teacher said. You had to look really bad, because she added: "Maybe you came to school too early, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. Girls, could you close the door? I'll leave you a key." And then she left, minding her harpy's business. You tried to get up quickly, but you staggered. You would have fallen, if ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' didn't catch you. You realized that ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was observing you carefully. <<if $approaches.contains(1) or $approaches.contains(2)>>//She clearly was calmed by this observation, because she relaxed and even smiled a little.//<</if>> "''Auntie'' just sniffed you," she said. "Drink some water." ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' snorted. "Listen to the expert, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''", she said. "''Auntie'' probably often sticks her nose in your ass, doesn't she? She probably smells many dicks there. Do you have any more advice for him, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''? There is something we missed? ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' smile became cold. "What's your problem... this time, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''?" "You are my problem, bitch. So fuck off before I break something of yours." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looked like she wanted to snap back, but she just shrugged and left. <<if $approaches.contains(1) or $approaches.contains(2)>>//You saw that before she left, she made a quick gesture and waited for a moment.//<</if>> "What happened?" you managed to ask. "She spread out the method to communicate with ''Auntie''. It's all her fault!"<<if visited("Clock")>>//The clock was ticking. You turned to it. You were sure it was the tool ''Auntie'' used to keep power over the school and its students. "''<<print $you.maleName>>''?" You heard the concern in ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' voice. "You good?" You blinked and answered://[["Sure, let's go."|PE]] [["I have to break this clock."|Destroy the clock]]<<else>>[[School day.|PE]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>The locker-room in ''Rosset High School'' was a complete chaos. Every student had an assigned locker. The first thing students had to do was to buy a padlock and put it on the unoccupied locker. Sometimes it wasn't enough to keep the locker. It was quite common that students (especially those unpopular) found their stuff laying on the floor and realized that they had to find another locker, except when they took a pincer and cut off the new padlock. The school staff didn't care. Since there was no system of assignment, people from one class had lockers in the different parts of the locker-room. So, when you saw some of your classmates standing near your locker, you knew something was happening. Then you saw ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'', who was looking at you maliciously. <<if visited("Fight") and $player.Forceful gte 2 or visited("Fight") and $player.Conflicts gte 1>>"Do you come for your next beating?" you snarled. "Oh, you'd make me come today, babe!" he laughed. "I wouldn’t mind a good tit-fuck, when you finally get your equipment."<<elseif $humiliation==1>>You passed him by silently. You wanted to avoid trouble in the locker-room, as you knew it was the last chance for ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' to torment you with impunity. The teachers could disregard most of the bullying happening in this school, but on a day like this you wouldn't despise any form of protection.<<else>>You looked back at him and calmly passed him by.<</if>> You opened your locker and saw the foreign, fabric thing. A bra. You shuddered, but it wasn't just an unpleasant feeling that someone broke into your locker and breached your privacy. It was a tingling that went through your whole body. "Is ''Auntie'' transforming me now?" you thought and held your breath. But no, nothing happened. "You know, <<textbox "$you.femaleName" "Pauline">>," ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' said. You shuddered again as you heard the feminine variant of your name. "As you have a meeting with ''Auntie'' today, we decided to make sure you'd dress properly. You are such a reckless girl, and ''Auntie'' is a lady, after all, and maybe won't like you flashing your tits." It was a lie, of course. ''Auntie'' would be full of joy if the girls in this school were naked all the time. "Come on, put in on, babe!" one of your classmates shouted and the rest of the guys started to encourage you. You felt someone's hand on your shoulder. It was <<textbox "$they.robertName" "Robert">>, the jock, the tallest and the most muscular boy in the whole school. You faced him. He was smiling. You had never seen such a creepy grin. "Go on, you'll love it," he said. Even his voice was disturbing. His fingers gently stroked your shoulder and neck. "I hope it will be your size." There was a tense situation. Everybody was laughing, but it was just a pose. Everyone knew the stakes. One of you had to become a girl, so focusing on the one was a logical solution. You decided to...[[...wear a bra.|Bra-Wear it willingly]] [[...try to walk away.|Bra Run away]]<<clever $display>> [[...laugh back.|Bra laugh back]]<<flashy $display>> [[...start a fight.|Bra-Fight]]<<forceful $display>>

<<if visited("The lesson scene")==1>><<set $count=$count+1>>The bell rang, so it was time for your math lesson. Your teacher was strict and demanding. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' barely passed the final exams last year and they didn't want to risk the anger of this old harpy. So, it was going to be a calm lesson. That was a strange thought. You sat in your usual place, next to ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. You didn't miss this classroom at all. You wouldn't mind if today started with a less stressful lesson. You had some business to handle. Someone waved to you. It was <<if not visited("Your friends")>><<textbox "$they.marthaFemaleName" "Martha">><<else>>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''<</if>>. She was smiling at you, so you smiled back at her, however it was a rather weak, forced grimace. She gave you a thumbs up. You admired her angelic face as always. She was hugged by ''Auntie'' the first day of school, but you would never call her a victim of the Parity. You weren't close to her, so you wondered what those acts of sympathy meant. Was she encouraging you to give up your manhood, or, on the contrary, was she cheering you on in the fight? Your teacher started the lesson. Fortunately, even this old hag wouldn’t make anyone come up to the blackboard on their first day after an absence. Tomorrow you probably wouldn't have such luck. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' yawned or sighed, you weren't sure, but she clearly wanted to get your attention. "We don't need no thought control," she sang quietly. You looked around. People generally stared at you. Some glances were discreet, some (from the girls mostly) were full of compassion. But generally, they were just looking for the start of your transformation. <<if visited("Fight for my balls")>>You clenched your fists. You wanted to shout at them to fuck off. Did everybody doubt you? You were as manly as most of the boys in your class.<<else>>The vision of the transformation in front of everyone bothered you. You knew it was quite quick, but - if you had to turn into a girl - you would rather transform in some private place.<</if>> <><<if $clockMystery==true or $clockChange==true or $approaches.contains(1) and $approaches.contains(2)>>//Then you realized there was something odd about the clock in the classroom. It was an old object, probably from the nineteenth century. You were sure it had been broken since September, but now it was ticking in some strange rhythm. This tick-tock didn't seem to measure the seconds.// <</if>><>"Are you ignoring me on purpose?" ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' whispered. <<else>>The lesson was still going on. <<if not visited("Olivia")>>''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' still tried to get your attention.<</if>> <<if $clockMystery==true or $clockChange==true or $approaches.contains(1) and $approaches.contains(2)>>The clock was ticking oddly.<</if>><</if>> <div class="hint" align="center" style="width:200px;">Remaining choices: <<if visited("The lesson scene")==1>>3<<else>><<print $choicesRemain>><</if>></div> <><<if not visited("Olivia")>>[[You answered her.|Olivia]] <</if>><<if not visited("Lesson")>>[[You tried to focus on the lesson.|Lesson]] <</if>><<if not visited("Girls in your class")>>[[You observed the girls.|Girls in your class]] <</if>><<if not visited("Boys")>>[[You observed the boys.|Boys]] <</if>><><<if $clockMystery==true or $clockChange==true or $approaches.contains(1) and $approaches.contains(2)>>[[What's wrong with the clock?|Clock]]<</if>> <<if $lessonChoices gte 3>><<goto "Martha">><</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $rhytms=true>><<set $clockChange = true>><<set $auntie.Defiance=$auntie.Defiance+1>><>You hold your breath for a moment. People in the classroom were reacting on this rhythm differently. You had to focus on one person at time. You chose:[[$they.marthaFemaleName|Martha's rhytm]] [[$they.robertName|Robert's rhytm]] [[$they.oliviaFemaleName|Olivia's rhytm]] [[$they.carlMaleName|Carl's rhytm]] [[Your rhythm.|My rhytm]]

''The Parity'' is a game about choices. This is your game log. Every event here could be played differently. <div class="hintboxOwn">You can't get stuck in the game. You'll always get some version of the story. Some paths are harder to find than others. If you support my game on ''Patreon'' or ''SubscribeStar'', you'll get access to the walkthrough to this chapter ([[here|https://www.patreon.com/posts/46777038]] for Patreon, [[here|https://subscribestar.adult/posts/266777]] for SubscribeStar).</div> Your walkthrough lasted <<print $count>> passages. <div align="center">''Your statement about the Parity (so far)''</div> You <<if $beAgirl==true>>consider being a ''girl''.<<else>> won't let your ''manhood'' go easily. <</if>> <div align="center">''Your school life''</div> You have the reputation of a <<if $logPrologue.School lte 1>>''problematic''<</if>><<if $logPrologue.School ==2 or $logPrologue.School ==3>>''normal''<</if>><<if $logPrologue.School gte 4>>''good''<</if>> student. You are <<if $logPrologue.PopularityBoys lte 2>>''frequently bullied'' by<</if>><<if $logPrologue.PopularityBoys == 3>>''just one of'' the<</if>><<if $logPrologue.PopularityBoys gte 4>>''popular''among the<</if>> boys. Girls <<if $logPrologue.PopularityGirls lte 2>>treat you ''bad''<</if>><<if $logPrologue.PopularityGirls == 3>> ''like'' you<</if>><<if $logPrologue.PopularityGirls gte 4>>''fancy'' you<</if>>. You and ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' are <<if $logPrologue.OliviaFriendship == 4>>''best''<<elseif $logPrologue.OliviaFriendship == 3>>''close''<<else>>''just''<</if>> friends. <div align="center">''Prologue''</div><> You <<if $dreamSex == false>>''didn't have''<</if>><<if $dreamSex == true>>''had''<</if>> sex with ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' during the first dream<<if $dreamSex == true>> and you took the <<if visited("You are the man")>>''leading''<</if>><<if visited("Olivia's initiative")>>''submissive''<</if>> role<</if>>. <> You <<if $clockMystery ==true>>''noticed''<</if>><<if $clockMystery ==false>>''didn't'' notice<</if>> the clock ticking during the first dream. <<if visited("Go with Olivia")>>''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''<<elseif visited("Your friends")>>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''<<else>>''Boys''<</if>> told you about a plot against you. You <<if $directVictim == true>> ''remained''<<else>>''made'' ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''<</if>> the direct victim of the plot. <><<if visited("She told you her plan")>>''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''<<if $oliviaPlan==true>> ''introduced''<<else>>''didn't'' introduce<</if>> you to her plan.<</if>><> <div align="center">''Chapter 1''</div> You <<if $clockChange==true>>''are''<<else>>''aren't<</if>> aware that the clock influences people's behavior. <<if $logFirstChapter.rhytm==true>>You are especially aware of the ''<<print $rhytm>>'''s rhytm. <</if>> You <<if visited("Made you wear it")>>''were forced'' to wear<<elseif visited("Bra-Wear it willingly")>>''willingly'' wore a<<elseif visited("Make him wear it")>>''forced'' ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' to wear a<<elseif $braWear==false>>''avoided the quarrel'' with<</if>> bra. You <<if $clockDestroy ==0>>''didn't'' destroy<<elseif $clockDestroy ==1>>''couldn't'' destroy<<elseif $clockDestroy ==2>>''destroyed''<</if>> the clock.<><<if visited("Olivia explained her plan")>> ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' <<if $oliviaPlan==true>>''introduced''<<else>>''didn't'' introduce<</if>> you into her plan.<</if>><> You <<if $pickOnMartha gt 0>>''peeked at'' <<else>>''didn't'' peek at<</if>> ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' during the lesson. <<if visited("Envy") and $pickOnMartha gt 0>>You envy her ''<<print $logFirstChapter.envy0>>'' most.<<elseif not visited("Envy") and not visited ("Lust") and $pickOnMartha gt 0>>You ''backed off'' before Auntie used your lust against you.<</if>><<if visited("Lust")>> Man, she's gorgeous!<</if>> You <<if $principalOffice ==true>>''went''<<else>>''didn't'' go<</if>> to the principal's office. You <<if visited("Pact")>>''witnessed''<<else>>''didn't'' witness<</if>> the pact between ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' and ''Auntie''. You <<if $mirrorBreak ==false>>''didn't'' break''<<else>>''broke''<</if>> a mirror. You <<if $marthaOliviaquarrel==true>>''know''<<else>>''don't'' know<</if>> about the quarrel between ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. You <<if $robertScar == true>>''noticed''<<else>>''didn't'' notice<</if>> a scar on ''<<print $they.robertName>>'''s left hand. <<if visited("Happier as a girl")>>You admitted to ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' that you consider being a girl.<</if>>[[Chapter 2.|Oliver place]]

Two guys rammed ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''. Did his groan sound high-pitched? "Oh, shit! Look, guys!" "Holy fuck! She hugged him!" one of your classmates shouted. Guys surrounded ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'', so you couldn't see. You stood up and came closer. Guys let you through. Well, you earned the privilege to look at ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''. [[There she was.|Carl looks like a girl]] <<set $count = $count+1>>

You hit the ground and groaned. It was a really high-pitched squeak, which sobered you quickly. You raised your head to look at the rest of your body. Your stare stopped at two mounds of flesh on your chest. Strands of long hair lay on your face. Shit. It happened. The crowd thickened around you. Boys gazed at you with a mix of fascination and relief. Well, they kept their balls, you didn't. "Lie down, get used to this position!" ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' exclaimed. You saw his face above you, smiling cruelly. Yeah, you also had to get used to this bullying. Nobody helped you to get up. They even stepped back as you were infected with something contagious. Your back was aching. Finally, you stood up and shook off the dust. "What the fuck?" You looked around. Everyone stared at you, shocked. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' had a rather comic grimace of disbelief on his face. You looked at yourself quickly and gasped. You were a boy again! You even checked your groin and convinced yourself that everything was in the right place. "How did you do that?" ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' asked. There was fear in his voice. "I am a fucking Avenger," you scoffed and smirked. "Evidently, ''Auntie'' decided to hug one of you fuckers." Your classmates exchanged glances. It was the last lesson, so it was in just a matter of minutes that the transformation would occur. "Hey, ''<<print $you.maleName>>'', everything all right?" the coach asked. You gave him a thumbs-up and laughed. "Never better, coach." "Great! Get back to the game!" he exclaimed and whistled. You grinned to ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''. He murmured something, but you couldn't hear what exactly. And then ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' appeared. He looked like a sleepwalker. "I knew you'd make a beautiful girl," he said slyly, and, before you could react...[[...he leaned and kissed you!|Robert kisses you]] <<set $count = $count+1>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<if $humiliation==1>><<set $relations.Boys = $relations.Boys-1>><</if>><>The jokes weren't worse than those usually told in the locker room, because your classmates simply didn't like you. They reacted in the way you got used to since your freshman year: "Shut up, bitch!" "Fuck you, faggot!" "Was anybody asking you?" "You little shit!" ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' took the business personally. With his fists clenched, he evidently wanted to... [[...answer you more directly.|Bra-Fight]]

<><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>> <<set $backto = "This is madness">><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>It wasn't a game. It was a struggle for survival. If your classmates and you had been given guns, there would be a lot of corpses already. The coach was whistling constantly, shouting and warning. It didn't matter. It was war. The members of the opposite team were targets. The one with the ball was conspicuous, but the others, if they were close, were also getting hit. After over a dozen minutes every player was more or less battered. The game established a hierarchy in a very primitive sense. If someone was afraid of you, if someone backed off, it meant you dominated him. Of course, in such a herd, only ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' could be alpha. Facing him was like challenging the avalanche. Your classmates didn't want to commit suicide, so they focused on other players. You decided to stay away from the trouble. You barely played. You didn't try to take advantage of the situation. The coach was too busy to pay attention to you. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'', on the other hand, was completely lost in this direct confrontation. He shouted, he yelled, he even announced to the coach that he would get off the field. The coach didn't like ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'', so he didn't let him. Well, your class bully showed weakness. When ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' took over the ball, four players from the other team charged him. He yelled (or even squeaked) and kicked the ball out of the bounds in a panic, but they didn't care. Two boys didn't even start to slow. They hit him hard. [[He fell on the ground.|They faul Carl]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>> <<anger $auntie>><<set $count = $count+1>><><><<if $angerDescription ==true>><div class="hintboxOwn"><div align="center">The ''Anger'' is one of two main stats of ''Auntie''. The patroness of ''Rosset High School'' doesn’t like it when her prey does something against her wishes. Her ''Anger'' could manifest in many ways, but remember that trickery is her main way of acting.</div></div><<set $angerDescription = false>><</if>><> <<if $auntie.Defiance lte 0>>You wanted to grab the straps, but you realized in terror that you couldn't. You weren't paralyzed, you could move your fingers, but they simply stopped being obedient to you. You tried several times, but nothing. "Fuck. What am I gonna to do?" [[Well, you had to keep it.|Keep it]] <<else>><<goto "Olivia found you">><</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $principalOffice =true>><>You went to the principal's office with the old hag. She told the secretary what you did The old woman could be in the same witch coven with your Math teacher. You were told to sit in the waiting room. You didn't worry. The principal's office was a threat to elementary school kids. And your principal used his position only for self-promotion. You didn't suspect he would be in the pedagogical mood. The waiting room was small. Two armchairs, a little table, and a cupboard. You looked at the flyers lying on the table. Most of them advertised colleges, the others were left by local politicians. You realized that the local elections would be in September. Your mother was a councilor in your district. You sighed. She would take half of your summer holidays away. Another problem to solve. Then you noticed a piece of paper. It was printed from a computer and edited badly. You read the heading. "''Let's decommunize our city!''" There was a list of people who the author claimed wereCommunists and who remained the patrons of streets and institutions. You saw ''Alice Rosset'' on this list. You smirked. That would be very interesting, ''Auntie'' with the Parity would haunt some old warehouse. You heard the raised voice behind the door. Suddenly, the door opened. The man who was leaving the office could be the author of this heading. Bald, unshaven, and messy. "I will report you!" the bald man exclaimed. The principal stood in the door. He was outraged. "Have a nice day, sir." he answered. "You better start packing! We are coming for you! Fucking commies!" The bald man left quickly. The principal lit a cigarette. The secretary looked at him with disapproval. "Get off me, ''Susan''." he said. "Students smoke in toilets, teachers smoke in closets, at least I can smoke in my own office!" He muttered something which had to be a swear word. Then he noticed you. "What's your crime, son?" You stood up. "He broke a clock in the math class, sir." the secretary answered. The principal was visibly relaxed. Well, breaking a clock couldn't be the topic for newspapers. "Nothing more?" he asked. "Sir!" He shrugged. "Ok, ok. I give up. Why did you do it, son?" You thought about your answer. "Its ticking distracted me. Those lessons are stressful..." He interrupted you. "You see, ''Susan''? The ticking was distracting. Those kids, snowflakes. Next time something distracts you, young man, report it. Ok? We are here to help." "Of course, sir. I promise. I am sorry." "Sure you are. Now go and let me work." You left. Well, it went easier than you thought. You met ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' in the corridor. She waited for you. "So what? You gonna suck the old men's dicks to buy a new clock?" she asked. You shrugged. "They don't give a shit about the clock." "Great! Let’s break something else!" Your class had PE, so you went to the gym. [[The other plans.|Follow Olivia]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You looked at ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''. He was completely lost in this direct confrontation. He shouted, he yelled, he even announced to the coach that he would get off the field. The coach didn't like ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'', so he didn't let him. Well, your class bully showed weakness. When ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' took over the ball, four players from the other team charged him. He yelled (or even squeaked) and kicked the ball out of the bounds in a panic, but they didn't care. Two boys didn't even start to slow. They hit him hard. [[He fell on the ground.|They faul Carl]]

<><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>><<set $robertScar = true>><>The coach was whistling constantly, shouting and warning. It didn't matter. It was war. The members of the opposite team were targets. The one with the ball was conspicuous, but the others, if they were close, were getting hit also. After over a dozen minutes every player was more or less battered. The game established a hierarchy in a very primitive sense. If someone was afraid of you, if someone backed off, it meant you dominated him. Of course, in such a herd, only ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' could be alpha. Facing him was like challenging the avalanche. Your classmates didn't want to commit suicide, so they focused on other players. You observed ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. He had a great time. You realized he was the only guy today who acted like the Parity didn't bother him. His manhood was indisputable. How could it not be? He wasn't really a type of occultist. When you were looking at him you noticed that he was squeezing his left hand. He definitely tried to protect it while engaging in violent situations. That was strange. There was a short moment he loosened his hand up. You saw the scar on his palm. You had to stop your observation. When ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' took over the ball, four players from the other team charged him. He yelled (or even squeaked) and kicked the ball out of the bounds in a panic, but they didn't care. Two boys didn't even start to slow. They hit him hard. [[He fell on the ground.|They faul Carl]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<if $directVictim==false>>''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was still kicking at the door and shouting, so he didn't pay attention to you. You slowly got closer to the mirror.<</if>><>The girl in the mirror could be your twin sister. Well, your good looking twin sister. She had your blue eyes and dirty-blond hair, however, it was a little lighter. You could see some resemblance in the shape of her nose and lips, but they were much more delicate than yours. You couldn't help but look lower. The mirror was small, so you stood on tiptoe. Her breasts were average size, probably between B and C cups. Her breasts. Your breasts. It wasn't some girl in the mirror. It wasn't even some ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. It was you. You, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. You went into the semi-trance. You were cute. You weren't in ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' class, but you didn't look bad. Not a bombshell, not a bimbo. Maybe a little nerdy, but not in the way that would convict you for a lifetime in the basement. You smiled a little. Damn, you had a nice smile. "My name is ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." you announced. And then your reflection smiled wryly and shook her head. You jumped, shocked. The girl in the mirror mouthed a few words, slowly, one syllable at a time. Not. Yet. But. Soon. <<if $directVictim==true>>She motioned for you to step back. The door opened suddenly. You heard the laughter of the boys. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' ran into the restroom. He was terrified. You recognized that kind of terror. You saw it before, at the beginning of every school year. The Parity was going to equalize the number of girls and boys in your class. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was hugged.<<else>>Suddenly, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' grabbed his stomach. The door behind you opened itself. Your classmates saw inside. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' wanted to close the door, but then he looked at his hands. He cried in terror. You knew what was happening.<</if>>[[He started to transform.|Carl transforms]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>""What did you do, exactly?" You expected a joke or mockery, but ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' decided to treat the question seriously. She smiled. "I made a deal with ''Auntie''." Yeah, it seemed she did. However, you waited for her laughter. You wanted to hear you fell for another story, that you were naive and she did something else. But she was serious and even a little resigned. "It seems I don't get to go to Heaven." There was a sarcasm in her voice, but you knew this was a problem for her too. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was raised in a very religious, Catholic family and, just like most rebel children with such a background, she was the most anti-clerical person you’d met in your life. But some beliefs stuck deep in her. ''Auntie'', the living proof of the supernatural, made ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' think about the catechism. You cared far less about Catholic statements on the occult, but you knew that parlay with ''Auntie'' was too dangerous to try. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' showed courage (and recklessness). "If you make a deal with ''Auntie'', she'll hug whoever you want," she explained. Her voice was calm, but you knew her too well. She was concerned. You sighed. "What price?" you asked. She shrugged. She showed you her hand. You realized that the bandage was soaking with blood. It had to be a deep cut. "A little blood. Of course, we will see where it leads. But ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' seems to be fine." She shrugged again. "Where are those fucking burgers? I'll lose my appetite..." You thought for a moment. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' looked at you, clearly impatient. "Come on, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. I’m waiting for your lecture."[["My balls for your soul, fine deal to me"]] [["You should ask me before you did it."]]

"Why are they all against me?" She winced. "''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'s'' the shortest guy in the class. He's afraid he's destined to sit on the bench for the busty team. Most of the boys who were hugged on the first day weren't giants, you know. But you know it's not a rule. Some 16-year-old guys are short just because hormones haven't kicked them yet. Of course, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' won't grow much. Too many cigarettes." The last sentence she said slyly. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was nearly your height and she started to smoke at the age of twelve. "You were absent and they <<if $relations.Boys lte 2>>don't like you<<else>>like their dicks more than you<</if>>. But I don't think they really support ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''." You sighed. "''<<print $they.robertName>>'' wants me badly. He keeps calling me ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' and he's such a creep... He acts like he's high." Or like something possessed him, you thought. Further conversation was interrupted. The old hag announced the test next Monday. [[Lesson went on.|The lesson scene]] <<set $count=$count+1>>

<<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>>"You should’ve asked me before you did it." She chuckled. "Sure. Like I always ask you." "It wasn't about me, was it? You simply wanted to take revenge on ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''. Am I right?" She rolled her eyes. "Oh, here we are. ''<<print $you.maleName>>ocentrism'' strikes again. Man, I love you. Really. You are a great guy. I mean it, don't wince. But I don't nurse you and I've never let you nurse me. Of course, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' wanted you to become a girl. He wanted to humiliate you, he always does. And apparently, he thought that being a girl is humiliating. I wonder if ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' would think so. I bet her first period will be some kind of test." "You are changing the subject." ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' sighed. "Ok, you won! I admit. I didn't tell you because you wouldn't let me make a deal. You would whine and grumble as always. Happy? Did you want to hear that?" "If anything goes after you, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', I always tell you." "I forget to mention, how noble and loyal you are. You are such a great friend, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. I'm such a lucky girl to have you on my side." "You won’t get me angry, so stop trying. You knew you should’ve told me. I was in danger..." She interrupted. "Yeah, and I’ve dealt with it. The case is over. Your welcome. If I told you, we'd risk more. You'd risk more. You'd become ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' and until the end of your time in this fucking school you'd suffer because of bullying. I would help you, so we would be consider as two lesbians. Better?"[["No! Maybe we'd have figured out something else!"|"No! Maybe we figured out something else!"]] [["I'd rather be a girl than let my friend to pact with that stone bitch!"]] <<if $beAgirl==true>>[["Maybe I'd be happier as a girl, who knows!"|Happier as a girl]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>The phone buzzed again. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' sighed. "I'll pick up this call. I swear, if it's some bitch from a call center... Wait a moment." She said. "Yes? Oh! Hi, <<textbox "$they.dorothyName" "Dorothy">>! What's up? Long story... I wanted to save ''<<print $you.maleName>>'s'' balls and I ended up with my own set... Yes, he's here... She says "hi"," she told you. Your eyes bulged out. "Listen, I'll call you back. We just finished measuring our cocks, you know, boy stuff... Yeah, I love you too... Fuck off! I don't do that! Yeah, see ya!" You were shocked. "How?!" you bubbled. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' shrugged. "She used to be in ''Rosset's'', right?" "Last year!" "When a rose stings you, you can't be unstung. Maybe. I don't know." She put her hand on her groin. "But I'm glad she remembers. Maybe it would be... you know... less weird if you have a friend to talk to. She's a good listener." You sighed. "She always has been," you admitted. "You guys still don't talk?" You shook your head. "Listen, I don't really want to talk about this. You have a lot to process... And, honestly, me too. It's been a long day that I want to end." She smiled weakly. "I won't hug you. If this towel fell off it would be awkward... But thank you for coming here." You put your hand out. She hesitated for a moment and put out hers. You shook hands. You turned around, but you stopped. You looked at ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. "How did she know you transformed?" She smiled. "My social media username changed. I'm <<textbox "$they.oliviaMaleName" "Olivier">> now." "Nice name." "Not too bad." You said goodbye... [[...and went home.|Courtain room]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>The rest of night passed peacefully. To your surprise, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was waiting for you. She was now taller than you. She could be the same height as ''<<print $they.robertName>>'', but since she was slim she looked even taller. She had no breasts and a little hair on her face. She was smiling wryly. Her clothes were very similar to those she usually wore, but ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' had grown 15 centimeters, so you said: "I see you took a chance to change your style." She shrugged. "Why would I change perfection?" You looked at her carefully. "How you doin'?" She shrugged. "Good, I think. It's weird. It's new. I don't really feel like myself... But I think it'll pass. I am still mad at ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''." You put your hand on her shoulder to comfort her. That was odd since she was tall now. You knew that behind that calm voice and short sentences she hid many emotions. But it was ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', she couldn't speak normally about her feelings. She was joking until something triggered her, then she exploded. The things she just said were probably the closest to an attempt to communicate her feelings. You smiled at her. <<if not visited("Call Olivia")>>She told you her dream. "I was in a room where I was playing poker. There was ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' there. And ''Auntie''. That was weird. Our new sweet little girl was naked. Well, let me tell you, she'll stuff her bra. She took one of these poker chips and... Don't laugh... She rubbed it against her cunt! ''Auntie'' was pleased, you could tell! Then ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' went behind some curtain and that demonic bitch disappeared! She barely looked at me!" Then she asked about your dream.<<else>>She asked you about your dream.<</if>> <<if $player.Privacy gte 1>>You told her about it, but you didn't go into detail. You didn't feel you could talk with her openly about it. There were some things you could only process alone.<<else>>You felt a great relief that you could talk about it with somebody. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' wasn't the best listener, but she believed your every word. That had to be enough.<</if>> <<if $beAgirl==true>>There was one thought that bugged you. "How do you perform this ritual?" you asked. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' smiled. <<if visited("Happier as a girl")>>"I thought you'd ask. I've made room on the pussy team."<<else>>"Do you want to join the pussy team?"<</if>> <<if $robertPlans == true>>"I really don't want to be ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' whore. <><<if visited("Bimbo-Pauline")>>You didn’t see that slut in the poker room. I'd never put anybody in that... thing. I can be a man, I can be a woman. Never a fuck toy."<</if>><><<else>>You hesitated for a moment. "Yeah. I can join. Besides, we won't have a repeat from yesterday. I can find the knife somewhere."<</if>> ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' sighed. "Unfortunately, it's not so simple," she said. "This ritual lasts six days. ''Auntie'' sucks your blood as the finale. Sorry, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''." You got angry again. "It's all your fault, you know that, right?" <<if $robertPlans == true>>She sighed. "Yeah, and I've been punished, haven't I?" You snorted. "Because you are going to be a guy?" you sneered. "Don't be ridiculous. You will be you, still. I would be some fucking whore. I'll lose everything! I'll lose my mind! Maybe my soul!" She shrugged. "You don't know that. I've fucked up the ritual. He clearly fucked it up too. If he didn't, you'd be his whore yesterday and I'd look for a way to get you out of that shit." "Promise?" "Promise what?" "That you'd look for a way to get me out of that shit." ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' rolled her eyes. "Like I need to promise! Of course I'd do that! Seriously, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''! I'm your friend, remember? I don't let anyone hurt you. I underestimated the threat, right. But I'm on your side. Always."<><<set $olivierPromise=true>><><<else>>She rolled her eyes. "Stop whining. You didn't give me the slightest idea you could be interested in turning into a girl. Never. So I assumed that when there was a plot against you, I'd defend you. I'm not going to apologize for that! If you want a pussy, there is a year ahead of you. But maybe you'll get lucky today. So, cheer up, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''."<</if>><<else>>After that you both got lost in your thoughts.<</if>> Students that knew ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' were looking at her with wide eyes as they passed by. The rumors had spread as her social media accounts changed. She was smiling too, but you knew her enough to notice that she was far less confident than usual. You expected she would yell at ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' the first second she saw her in the school corridor, but she ignored her completely. You couldn't focus on ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' anymore. You had your own plot. Your phone buzzed. ''<<print $they.robertName>>''...[[...sent you some photos.|Dick pics]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $beAgirl=true>><<set $changeName = true>><<lessanger $auntie>><>You knew that being changed into girl was a constant threat since you'd crossed a threshold of ''Rosset High School''. You saw hugged girls, you saw transformed boys. You knew ''Auntie'' was real and that her powers could change your life drastically. You looked back at those two days (just two days? So many happened...). You went through so much. Humiliation, physical and psychological violence, even sexual harassment. Your bullies wanted you to be a victim. Your value was questioned. Well, there you were. There was an alien space around you. But you remained you. And you were sure that you'd be yourself even when you'd change. You sighed. You were in ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'s'' room. It was your room. That meant... You felt that the implication of those two facts would influence your future. "I'm ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. It's my room. It's... It's my life. And it will be." You blinked. You even sounded like a girl! "I'm ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." Well, for a moment, at least. When you said that you felt better. Lighter. You even smiled a little. It was strange, but at this moment you didn't feel ''Auntie's'' presence. It was about you. You looked around. Well, if you had to live here, you should check what changed and what remained the same.[[You explored your room.|Your girly room]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $relations.Olivia=$relations.Olivia+1>><<angerScene $auntie>><<lessanger $auntie>><>Ok, that all sounded stupid. You slowly noded. "''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''... I'm sorry. I... I've just... That's all." You couldn't find the accurate words. You were so overwhelmed. You looked at him helplessly. Then you did something that surprised, even more, you than him. You burst into tears. You were crying loudly, hysterically. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' after the moment of the hesitation hugged you. He was taller than you, so his arms comforted you. You wanted to say to him how did you felt. How you tried to be brave. How you tried to endure the Parity and all thoughts that ''Auntie'' put into your head. How you needed a friend right now. "I know... I know..." he was repeating but he knew nothing. But what he did, how he held you, was helping. You calmed down after two or three minutes. You backed off and breath heavily. "I'm tired repeating it to you, but clearly I have to," he said. "I'm on your side. I'm your friend. I don't let anybody or anything to harm you." "I know, I know... Just... promise me one thing. Don't do anything behind my back. Don't disappear because you had some marvelous plan. I can handle a lot... But not in the situations when you keep surprising me." "Sure, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''... ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," he looked at you quickly, but you pretended to not notice. In fact, you started a fight, then bursted into tears, when you found out it was he who was right. That was very feminine matter. "I will pick you up and walk you home." he proposed. You shook your head. "No need, thanks. I have to think," you mumbled. "I can shut up. I don't want you to be alone." You snorted. "You never shut up, you can't do this. No, seriously. You have... a lot to think about too. Bye." You pulled out your hand for goodbye, but he hugged you again and kissed you on the cheek. "Take care." He ran off and you came back to school.[[Later.|Thursday plans]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' phone buzzed again. She rejected it with anger. "I never have a moment's peace," she muttered. "You could transform me into the Marshmallow Man and they’d still be calling." "I'd pick up the phone," you said and chuckled. She smiled wryly. "Anyway, your thinking was not enough," she said. She held her breath, then continued. "What did you think about?" <<if not visited ("Her cock")>>You shrugged. "I thought about your <<print $maleLook>>." You both waited a moment, but nothing happened. "So, it wasn't you," she concluded. "I told you." "I had to be sure. Well..." she hesitated for a moment and even blushed a little. "//Maybe// it was me. When you brought up shemale some... picture I saw once... came into my mind. Stop grinning like that!" "I am really not interested in your browser history," you swore. "Oh, for Christ's sake!" <<else>>You avoided her eye contact and blushed a little.<</if>><<if visited("Her cock")>>[[You told her.|Tell the truth]] <<quick $display>> [[You lied to her.|Lie to her]] <<sneaky $display>><<else>>[[The phone buzzed again.|2nd chap go home]]<</if>>

<><<set $backto = "Be supportive friend">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $relations.Olivia=$relations.Olivia+1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">><<angerScene $auntie>><<lessanger $auntie>> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><>This day was hard for ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. Her slow changes caused people to constantly watch her. As flashy as she sometimes acted, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' had been an invisible child for her parents all her life. That made her vulnerable for people's judgements. She felt uncomfortable. So you were there for her. You realized that while you were focusing on your own problems you only had accusations and nasty comments for ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. She performed a ritual that was strongly against her beliefs. It backfired and now it was changing her gender. You knew that her tomboyish behavior didn't mean that she felt bad as a girl. She liked her body, she accepted her life. She relaxed a little in your company. She allowed some sighs and sad looks. She was saying goodbye to her previous life. You'd never seen her more serious when she said: "Call me ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''... It's my name now anyway. I should... get used to it."[[The break in the schoolyard.|Break outside]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.robertName>>'' threw you down on a bed. Before you could react, he was there. He pressed you over. He was too strong. You were hitting him, but your punches didn't stop him. You wanted to shout, but you couldn't. Even you could, who'd hear you in that void? His hands were wandering through your body. He touched your nipples, even put his finger to your navel. You were struggling and kicking and he was just grinning. "How beautiful you will be, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." He leaned over you and kissed deeply. Your world was covered by his face. He forced you to open your mouth widely and pushed his tongue. You wanted to gag, you wanted to hit him, to bite him. Hundreds of raging thoughts went through your panicking mind. Your only hope was that you'd wake up before he'd rape you.<><<if not visited("Touch it")>>''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' giggled and encouraged him. She seemed to be stronger and louder when you got weaker. "Cut this foreplay! Let me out! Let me out!" ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' hands grasped your hips. He was starting to turn around. You saw one hand emerged from the piece of mirror. How much time she would need to replace you? <</if>><>You were crying. The tears of fear and humiliation were soaking your cheeks and bedding. You couldn't breathe. You stopped even to hear sounds. The only thing you heard was your racing heart. But then you heard something. Your phone buzzed. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' stopped. Your phone buzzed but not here. It buzzed...[[...in reality!|Martha's call]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>> <<set $thirdDream = $thirdDream+1>><<set $robertPlans = true>> <<set $choicesRemain = 3 - $thirdDream>><><div class="hint" align="center" style="width:200px;">Remaining choices: <<print $choicesRemain>></div>You came closer to the mirror. The girl in reflection waved to you, pouting her lips. She looked grotesque. As she was quite short and slim, she had enormously huge breasts. You weren't sure about the sizes, but you'd bet probably F or G cups. In her tight clothes her breasts looked even bigger. She looked like a total slut. "Liking what you see?" she asked joyfully. "I'm getting ready for ''<<print $they.robertName>>''... Mmmm... I'm so ready for him..." She giggled and slowly took off her mini skirt. She put her hand with long and pink fingernails into her thongs. "Mmmm... I'm so wet..." She rubbed her clit and caressed her enormous breast. "''<<print $they.robertName>>''! ''<<print $they.robertName>>''! Take your slut! Take her! Take your ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''!" The first thought you had seemed to be out of place, because you thought that it was strange that this ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' didn't call ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' a master. But it all was serious. Real-life wasn't porn. You tried to imagine how your friends and parents would react to this... this creature. You thought about your life. It wasn't ideal, of course, but you had some dreams and plans. You wouldn't mind sex, but focusing all on wrapping those puffy lips around the jock's cock was so degrading that your hands clenched into fists. <<if $approaches.contains(2) or $approaches.contains(5)>>//You realized that ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' stopped caressing her breast for a moment and her hand mimicked your gesture. She gave you a surprised look and then started to masturbate harder.//<</if>> "I can't wait to be there," she said between moans. "But I'm such a silly girl... I have to learn a lot... Mmmm... Oooooh... ''<<print $they.robertName>>''!" Her squeaks and moans got louder.[[You covered the mirror.|Cover it]] <<clever $display>> <<if $approaches.contains(3) and $approaches.contains(4)>>[[You confronted her.|Touch it]] <<quick $display>><</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>After the fifth lesson there was a long break that lasted 20 minutes. The April sun encouraged most students to go to the schoolyard. <><<if not visited("Sit on the bench")>>The playing field was a quite small, graveled square. However, while most of the schools in the city were renovated, the cracked concrete and rusty fences reminded one of the 1990s or even the Communist era. No one cut the weeds that wriggled through old, damaged benches. Insects were everywhere, swarming in their unknown purposes.<</if>><> Young grass covered the ground that could hide mass graves. Students, even those present at the lecture, ignored that possibility completely. They sat everywhere. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' borrowed the basketball from the coach. He dribbled with skill. You remembered that ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' played on the school team in middle school. As a boy he was much taller, and evidently he enjoyed it when he jumped and threw a ball into the basket. <><<if $investigation.contains("Martha")>>//Then you saw ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. She was going behind the school building. You noticed she was limping a little. It was odd. Every flaw on her perfection looked conspicuous. She was looking around like she wanted to be sure that nobody followed her.// <</if>><>Even in the middle of action, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' didn't forget about you. "Hey, you midget!" he exclaimed. He was now ten centimeters taller than you. "Wanna play?"<<if $investigation.contains("Martha")>>[[You decided to follow her.|Martha's wounds]] <</if>>[[You played basketball.|Play basketball]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>She picked up your call very quickly. "I knew it!" she exclaimed. "You knew what?" "Our life is directed by David Lynch!" You chuckled involuntarily. "What did you see?" "I was in a room where I was playing poker. There was ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' there. And ''Auntie''. That was weird. Our new sweet little girl was naked. Well, let me tell you, she'll stuff her bra. She took one of these poker chips and... Don't laugh... She rubbed it against her cunt! ''Auntie'' was pleased, you could tell! Then ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' went behind some curtain and that demonic bitch disappeared! She barely looked at me!" "Did you see something else?" "No, I woke up. How about you?" "I'll tell you in the morning." <<if $tellAboutDream == true>>"Hey, don't be like that! Last time you didn't hesitate!" "I'm glad you enjoyed your dream," you said sarcastically. "Write it to your dream book. I wanted to check on you. I'm going to sleep." "Nah. Ok. Night. See ya tomorrow."<<else>>You yawned. "I wanted to check on you. I'm going back to sleep. Good night!"<</if>> Well, the plot had certainly thickened.[[The next morning.|2nd day school]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>> <<set $thirdDream = $thirdDream+1>> <<set $choicesRemain = 3 - $thirdDream>><><div class="hint" align="center" style="width:200px;">Remaining choices: <<print $choicesRemain>></div>You opened the curtain and saw the devil. There was a tall man in his late twenties or early thirties, handsome and dressed in an expensive, well-fitting suit. His look was cruel, his smile insolent. He was lighting a cigarette and clearly enjoying his time. As he stood in front of the curtain, he saw you and blinked knowingly. The girl kneeling before him was naked. She was turned around, with her face at his groin level. It was ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. "Come on, little sister," he encouraged her mockingly. "You’ve been hesitating for so long that I’m starting to think you want to stay this way. Maybe I’m not your crush? Maybe you’ve met some other guy you want to blow?" "No, I'll do it. I'll do it." ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' squeezed through the clenched teeth. She sounded helpless and desperate. "Just give me a moment. I've never done this before." He patted her head in a very patronizing manner. You realized why you thought this man was the devil. There was something... demonic in his smile. He reminded you of the ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' from your dream. "Good. Boys love that line. You are my first. I've never seen such a big cock!" he mocked. Apparently he had a lot of fun knowing that you were witnessing this scene and ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' wasn't aware of your presence. "But I have a better line for you. Say it: I thought I was into girls but I want to try with a man like you." He laughed. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' carefully touched his exposed cock with her hand. She started to stroke it. "That's it, girl. Now you start repaying your debts. Poor ''Auntie'' worked so hard to improve you. Show some gratitude. Now, do something I can't do myself." She touched his cock with her tongue. The man wasn't looking at her. He looked at you. You decided to...[[...interfere.|Stop her]] <<forceful $display>> [[...watch.|Just watch]] <<careful $display>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<anger $auntie>><>Both of the boys who were walking with ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' were tall. They looked very excited. You didn't really blame them. Sex in school wasn't something that happened every day. On the other hand, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' didn't look so excited. You were too far to hear the conversation, but you saw how tense she was. They went to the girls' restroom on the first floor. It was the place where ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' was transformed. You wondered if that place was somehow special for ''Auntie''. But as it had a passage to the girls' showers, it looked like a good idea. You waited for a while next to the door and listened. You heard the creaking of the door, so you were right. Showers. You went to the restroom. "So, are you into boys now, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''?" "''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''," she corrected. "I don't know yet. I still like girls, but..." -- she hesitated -- "I want to try with you. I like you too." <><<if visited("Caroline's sex dream")>>So, she decided to use that line. Well, the boys liked it. It was a wicked version of the popular fantasy about "curing" lesbians with good heterosexual sex. In ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' case there was another trigger for boys. She used to be a boy, a rival to getting girls, and now she took the submissive role, serving their manhood. Well, you could be overthinking that. There were two horny teenage boys and a girl who offered herself. Who'd resist? <</if>><><><<if visited("Caroline's sex dream")>>Whatever bad thing started during the dream, it obviously had its continuance here. [[You decided to stop it.|Interrupt sex]] <<forceful $display>><</if>><> [[You peeked at them.|Peek at]] <<clever $display>> [[You got out.|Get out]]

''The Parity'' is the game about choices. This is your game log. Every event here could be played differently. <div class="hintboxOwn">You can't get stuck in the game. You'll always get some version of the story. Some paths are harder to find than others. If you support my game on ''Patreon'' or ''SubscribeStar'', you'll get access to the walkthrough to this chapter ([[here|https://www.patreon.com/posts/46818196]] for Patreon, [[here|https://subscribestar.adult/posts/266779]] for SubscribeStar).</div> Your walkthrough lasted <<print $count>> passages. <div align="center">''Your statement about the Parity (so far)''</div> You <<if $beAgirl==true>>consider being a ''girl''.<<else>> won't let your ''manhood'' go easily. <</if>> <div align="center">''Your school and personal life''</div> You have the reputation of <<if $relations.School lte 1>>''problematic''<</if>><<if $relations.School ==2 or $logPrologue.School ==3>>''normal''<</if>><<if $logPrologue.School gte 4>>''good''<</if>> student. You are <<if $relations.Boys lte 2>>''constantly bullied'' by<</if>><<if $relations.Boys == 3>>''just one of'' the<</if>><<if $relations.Boys gte 4>>''popular'' among the<</if>> boys. Girls <<if $relations.Girls lte 2>>treat you ''bad''<</if>><<if $relations.Girls == 3>> ''like'' you<</if>><<if $relations.Girls gte 4>>''fancy'' you<</if>>. <<if visited("She broke up with you")>>''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' broke up with you.<<else>>You broke up with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''.<</if>> <div align="center">''Chapter 2''</div> <<if visited("Look around the Oliver's place")>>You found ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' notes<<if $OliviaNotes==true>> and you ''took'' <<else>> but you ''didn't'' take<</if>> photos of them.<<else>>You ''didn't'' find ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' notes.<</if>> You <<if $oliverCock== true>>''stared''<<else>>''didn't'' stare<</if>> at ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' cock. <<if $oliverCock==true>>You <<if visited("Tell the truth")>>''admited''<<else>>''didn't'' admit<</if>> it to her.<</if>> You <<if visited("Poker table")>>''saw''<<else>>''didn't'' see<</if>> cards on the poker table. You <<if $suspiciousCard== true>>''noticed''<<else>> ''didn't'' notice<</if>> a suspicious placement of ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s''/''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' card. You <<if visited("Touch it")>>''neutralized''<<else>>didn't ''neutralize''<</if>> ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' during the second dream. You <<if visited("Touch the cards")>>''touched''<<else>>''didn't'' touch<</if>> the cards during the second dream. You <<if visited("Remain there")>>''saw''<<else>>''didn't see<</if>> little ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' in the second dream. You decided to investigate ''<<print $investigation1>>'' and ''<<print $investigation2>>''. You <<if visited("Interrupt sex")>>''disturbed''<<else>>''didn't'' disturb<</if>> ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' to have sex in the showers. You <<if visited("Don't laugh") and visited("Interrupt sex")>>''made''<<else>>''didn't'' make <</if>>peace with her. You <<if $pieceOfMirror==true>>''took''<<else>>''didn't'' take<</if>> the piece of the broken mirror. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' <<if visited("Confront her")>>''admited''<<else>>''didn't'' admit<</if>> to you that she gave ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' the wrong clues to perform a ritual. You <<if visited("Hide")>>''saw''<<else>>''didn't'' see<</if>> how easily ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' defeated ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. You <<if visited("Oliver transformed")>>''had''<<else>>''didn't'' have<</if>> a quarrel with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' about the first dick you saw. <<if visited("Back off from the accuse")>>You ''cleared'' the air.<<else>>You ''didn't'' clear the air.<</if>> You <<if visited("Accept fate")>>''accepted''<<else>>''didn't'' accept<</if>> your transformation. You <<if visited("Masturbation in clothes")>>''masturbated''<<else>>''didn't'' masturbate<</if>> in your feminine clothes. You <<if visited("Third dream")>>''had''<<else>>''didn't have<</if>> the third dream. <<if visited("Beaten")>>''<<print $they.robertName>>'' ''beat'' you.<<elseif visited("You won") or visited("Some reason")>>You ''won'' the confrontation with ''<<print $they.robertName>>''.<</if>> Your ''<<print $envy0>>'' changed first. [[Chapter 3.|Day of womanhood]]

<><<set $backto = "Confront her">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><>"You gave ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' wrong tips to the ritual, didn't you?" To your surprise, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' giggled. She started to flip her hair. "And what if I did, what then?" she asked slyly. You bulged eyes out. "Why did you do that?" She shrugged. "I have my whims, you know..." "Seriously," you said sacrastically. She chuckled and leaned to you. She batted her eyes and stroked your cheek. "I won't tell you, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. Not for free, at least. Why don't we help each other? Why don't you tell me about your dreams?" <<if $approaches.contains(1) or $approaches.contains(6)>>You tried your best poker face. It wasn't easy because her gentle touch made you think about something else. You calmly but decidedly took her hand and put it away. "I'm not that easy," you said. She kissed you on the cheek. "You can't blame such delicate girl like me for trying," she said slyly. "But think about it. We could make a nice team, you and me." "You don't need a team, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''." She giggled. "That was the most original compliment I've heard for a long time." <<else>>You tried your best poker face, but something betrayed you. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' flashed a smile. "How do you find the furnishings? What do you think about a quality of service? Have you met somewhere here?" <><<if visited("Caroline's sex dream")>>She looked at you carefully and chuckled. You tried to figure something out. "Oh, my. You have! Was it our sweet ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''? Nice!" You turned around, blushed. She was reading you far too easily. <</if>><><</if>>Suddenly ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' got serious. "We've got company." You looked in the same direction. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was approaching quickly. "Shit." "You can back off. I'll handle this. Really," she added when she saw your surprised look. "Don't you have enough of this creep?" [[You backed off to the ruins.|Hide]] <<quick $display>> [[You stayed.|Take my chances]] <<flashy $display>>

<><<if visited("Courtain room")==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>><><<if visited("Courtain room")==1>>You came back home. It was hard to believe that only several hours had passed since you woke up from this crazy dream. The evening was calm, and you didn't complain about that. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' called you, but you didn't pick up the phone. You got tired of her. Much of the stress you experienced today was because of her recklessness. She should have told you about the plot. You could have prepared for this. <><<if $beAgirl==true>>If she was loyal to you, you'd already be a girl. You'd be ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. You sighed helplessly. Everything could be arranged another way.<</if>><> ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' didn't give up. She sent you a photo, then the description. It was a selfie, and she was bare-chested. Her cleavage was always rather modest, now it had disappeared completely. Her chest looked like the chest of a young, undeveloped boy. You read the message. She wrote: "I caused this. I look like this now." You responded: "I can't see a difference :P" She answered really quickly: "FUCK YOU!!!!" You smirked and muted your phone. You were tired. You fell asleep early. But even in your sleep you didn't get to relax. You found yourself in an odd place. It was a big room in some Victorian estate. The furniture was heavy and dark. The gaslight was flickering on a brass fitting. You stood on a thick carpet. The windows and walls were covered by dark red curtains. <><<if visited("In private")>>You recognized them from the previous dream.<</if>><> There was a round table in the middle of the room and four chairs around it. When you came closer, you realized that it was prepared for some game. You noticed cards that had already been dealt and poker tokens. There were empty glasses. They got your attention because there were names on them. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. There was the fifth set of cards and a stack of chips next to it. There was also an empty pedestal between two chairs. ''Auntie'' wasn't there but you were sure that was just temporary. Then you noticed some things simultaneously. You heard some muffled moans behind the curtain on your left. You heard the voice of this moaning woman from somewhere. You noticed the richly decorated mirror. There was something odd with the reflection. You realized there was some girl in this mirror. She had really huge breasts and a slutty smile on her face. You felt a wind. The curtain on your right was moving delicately. When it raised, you saw mild blue light shine through.<<else>>You were in the middle of the room again. <<if visited("Cover it")>>You kept hearing the muffled moans of ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>''.<</if>><</if>><div class="hint" align="center" style="width:200px;">Remaining choices: <<print $choicesRemain>></div> <><<if not visited("Caroline's sex dream")>>[[You followed the moans.|Caroline's sex dream]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Bimbo-Pauline")>>[[You came closer to the mirror.|Bimbo-Pauline]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Poker table")>>[[You looked at the table.|Poker table]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Courtain-glow")>>[[You checked what was behind the glowing curtain.|Courtain-glow]] <</if>><> <<if $thirdDream gte 3>><<goto "Glowing father">><</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $thirdDream = $thirdDream+1>> <<set $choicesRemain = 3 - $thirdDream>><><div class="hint" align="center" style="width:200px;">Remaining choices: <<print $choicesRemain>></div>You opened a curtain and you found yourself on a beach. It was a Summer evening, and you saw a few people around, gathering around the ice cream parlor. The surroundings looked familiar. You looked around. This breakwater looked the same as the one which saved your uncle ''Stan's'' life during the vacation... how many... 12 years ago? You noticed a little boy digging on the shore. There was a lot of sand in his hair. He was really engaged in this digging. He clearly was looking for something. You saw a little girl who was observing the boy from a distance. She had to be his age. She wore a green one-piece swimsuit and a straw hat with a green ribbon. "<<textbox "$they.justinName" "Justin">>, stop it!" she exclaimed. Her thin voice was really loud. "You won't find them!" She nearly sang. The little boy stopped and looked at her. His chubby face was comically serious. He squinted his eyes. "I will!" he shouted back as he started to dig again, furiously. "You woooon't!" The girl came closer to the boy. He shouted: "I wiiiiiiiiill!" "Children, can you keep your voices down a little?" the voice behind you said. You jumped. The man who said that and who was now walking to the toddlers was your father! The younger version of him, though. Your parents were 21 when you were born. This man couldn't be older than 27, maybe 28. The boy froze and blushed furiously. He stood up, staring at the ground. "Sorry, sorry, sorry..." he mumbled. "Wow, boy, relax! Easy!" your father exclaimed. He squatted down next to the boy and stroked his hair, smiling warmly. "I didn't tell you that something is wrong. I asked you to be a little quieter. That's all. What are you doing here?" The boy took a peek at the girl, who sighed loudly and rolled her eyes theatrically. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' dug in her dolls here," he said. Your father’s eyes bulged out. "Why did you do that?" he asked the girl who stomped her little foot. Her face went red. "Because the boys said that pirates don't play with dolls," the boy explained. "But this is stupid. ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' is a pirate girl. I am a pirate boy and I play with cars. She can play with all the toys she wants." Little ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' looked like she was going to cry. Her father opened his arms. She hesitated for a moment, but she hugged him. She started to sob. What a scene. After the curtain room, you didn't expect something like that. You decided to...[[...stay there.|Remain there]] [[...come back to the curtain room.|Courtain room]]

<><<set $backto = "Cover it">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><>You had seen and heard enough. As she was just a reflection, you decided to cover the mirror. You turned around. In the corner of the room there was a sofa covered by a satin overlay. When you grabbed it, you winced with disgust. The overlay was wet and smelled of cum and sex. You felt filthy as you touched it. You walked quickly through the room and covered the mirror. It was a moment of quiet, but after a few seconds you heard that ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' was playing with herself again. You sighed. In this fucking place even the reflections weren't real reflections.[[You came back to the middle of the room.|Courtain room]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<angerScene $auntie>><<lessanger $auntie>><>You clicked on the notification from ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. He sent you some images that took a long time to load. You promised yourself again that you'd buy a new phone. It was as possible as your father buying a new router. When it finally loaded you winced with disgust. You’d just gotten the first dick pics in your life, and you understood completely why so many women were traumatized by that. "What the fuck?" It was an ordinary photo taken by phone. No proper light, no perspective, no context. It was pure vulgarity, if something so dirty could be pure in any sense. His cock was erect and <<if $player.Condition lte 1>>much bigger<<else>>a little bigger than yours<</if>>, but <<if $oliverCock==true>>smaller<<else>>probably smaller<</if>> than ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s''. You didn't know what to say.<><<if $oliverCock==true and $angerScene ==1>> But you kept thinking about ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' cock. You didn't want her to send you such pictures (of course), but you were sure that her dick would look better than this.<</if>><> You looked at ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. He smiled, evidently pleased with himself. He clearly waited for your reaction, but after a while, you saw disappointment on his face, then anger. "Something happened?" ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' asked.[[You showed her.|Show it Olivia]] <<flashy $display>> [[You didn't show her.|Don't show]] <<careful $display>>

<><<set $backto = "Dick quarrel">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $relations.Olivia=$relations.Olivia-1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <</if><<leadingApproaches $math>><>"O, yeah? When will you catch me? When will I be your slut craving for your cock?" He blinked. Then he said: What the fuck are you talking about?" So you started to talk. You told about your suspicions and about the thoughts you had during this day. He was listening. His face was calm, but you knew him too well. It was that cold fury that you observed sometimes in all three of your childhood friends. "Let me sum up: I pretended to fuck up the ritual, because I wanted to be a guy and as one I decided to have an obiedent whore so I lured you to my flat just to show you my dick. So I am worse than ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' and ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''. Actually, I am such kind of the monster who would destroy all your life just to make you some cock-craving slut. Did I miss something, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''?" He was angry. He was barely able to speak. He was shivering like during some seizure. "Even if you didn't do that, you act that I have a right to think like that!" Then ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' exploded. "Fuck you!" he shouted. He came closer. You were sure he'd hit you, but he just grabbed you. "Fuck you! Fuck you, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''! I don't want to screw you! I don't want to see you right now! I don't want to know you right now! You fucking shit! You ungrateful bastard! You fucking egoist! You! Your rights! Your fucking opinions! You blind fucker! I've gone through deep shit because of you! And not because of ''Auntie''! Hit me harder! Come on! You think you are so better than me, aren't you?! That you can judge everything I tell or I do! And you have your fucking right to blame me... to offend me... Fuck you! I've wasted enough time for you! Some people in my life are minimally grateful when I help them!" You were speechless for a moment. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' didn't give you time to answer. He turned around. You stood for a while, doubtful. Did you really misjudge him? Everything was so fucked up. You felt bad. You felt unsafe. You didn't control the situation. You were scared. You were uncertain. You were extremaly tired. You wanted to shout. You wanted to cry. You wanted to disappear. Everything was so overwhelming. [[You were wrong about him.|Back off from the accuse]] [[You let him go.|Thursday plans]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Your father was an excelent cook. He started after you were born. <><<if not visited("Remain there")>>Your father took care of you your whole childhood. Nowadays, more and more fathers took parental leave, but those 15 years ago your father was a sensation and the object of jokes. But it worked. Your mother could make up the college and started her carrier. Your father cooked and cleaned and as a graphic, he didn't need a formal education to earn money.<</if>><> After you grew up a little, he started to experimentalize with new reicepts. Some of them were strange, but you couldn't complain. This curry chicken looked safe and tasted delicious. "I have a business to you," your father said. He looked happy and little excited, but he always looked that way when he finished project. "Really?" you pretended to be surprised. "So you haven't paused "Stairway to Heaven" without a reason? I'm glad, dad. I thought you are losing your mind... Or that you love me so much." He blinked. "I love you, sweetie," -- that word again -- "But you know how it works. If you lose a daughter, it's possible to get another. There's only one Led Zeppelin." This reference to "The Maltese Falcon" lost a little as he referred you as his daughter, but you would roll your eyes anyway. The dad jokes. "But I'll pay," he said. With his approach to giving you money that could mean only one thing. You pretended to be outraged. "Are you trying to get rid of me? Again? Seriously, dad, I live here!" He sighed. "I've noticed, sweetie. 18 long years..." You snorted. "Who's coming?" "''Stan'' is coming over." Uncle ''Stan'' was the closest friend of your father. He was your godfather and you liked him very much. You hadn't seen him two or three years, because he moved abroad. But he was in touch. "Uncle ''Stan''? Mmm... I'd enjoy seeing him." "Don't haggle, young lady! Well, speaking more seriously, ''Stan'' has some presents for you and he wants to see you. But, you know, you could give your old men some space. We want to get drunk and catch up on old times. We appreciate your existence, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', but your presence isn't needed." "I'll consider that." Despite that your father called you his daughter, the conversation went as usual. You always had a good relations with your father. In opposite to your mother, he more often tried to solve problems than to yell at you because you had problems. You went to your-not your room. You noticed that among new things there was something what looked familiar. You recognized the photo that hung on your wall. <><<if visited("Look around the Oliver's place")>>You saw it earlier today, at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s''.<</if>><>[[The photo of your friends.|Photos]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>There was nothing you liked to see in ''<<print $they.robertName>>'', especially you didn't fancy his cock. He was a threat and his dick was just a tool he wanted to use against you. You pulled a face. "Fuck off, man!" you exclaimed. "Go and rape someone else!" You saw a disappointment on his face, but then he smiled. "I don't want to rape anybody. You'll love it. You'll love me." He came closer and showed you a mirror. <<if visited("Touch it")>>You saw there your ordinary girl reflection. ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' in the mirror was equally terrified and angry as you were. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' evidently waited for something, but nothing happened. He winced. "Why... the fuck... nothing works!" he hissed. "''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' already obedient slut!" He threw a mirror away. "Just find yourself a girlfriend," you said, relaxed a little. Apparently, he had no idea how to accomplish his plans. "Seriously, man. Give it up. You're ruining yourself." He shivered. "I can't! I've paid! I want my order! I want my slut!" How pathetic he was. You wouldn't waste your time to the conversation with him, but he was much stronger than you, and every idea to avoid the physical confrontation was worthed to try. [[You tried to talk to him.|Talk to him]] <<clever $display>><<elseif visited("Cover it")>>You saw ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' you met in the poker room. She was wearing what he did, so you could have to take a good look at her exposed breasts. "Hi, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''!" he exclaimed. "Are you ready to be me?!" You looked at her with disgust. "Fuck you!" She giggled. "I can barely wait! But I need a body to be fucked! ''<<print $they.robertName>>''... My master. Let's make him moves I'd love to mimic. I love anal!" You realized that her face and voice changed when she was talking to ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. That insolent smile and sparkles in eyes reminded you ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' <><<if visited("Caroline's sex dream")>>and man in the suit <</if>><>from your previous dream. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' didn't care. He put the piece of mirror away. Then he threw yourself on you. [[You had to defend yourself!|Fight him]] <<forceful $display>><<else>>The girl in reflection waved to you, pouting her lips. She looked grotesquely. As she was quite short and slim, she had enormous huge breasts. You weren't sure about the sizes, but probably you'd bet the F or G cups. In her tight clothes, her breasts looked even bigger. She looked like a total slut. "Hi, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''!" he exclaimed. "Are you ready to be me?!" You looked at her with disgust. "Who the fuck you are?" She giggled. "I am you, silly! I'm ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''! ''<<print $they.robertName>>''... My master. Let's make him moves I'd love to mimic. I love anal!" You realized that her face and voice changed when she was talking to ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. That insolent smile and sparkles in eyes reminded you ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' <><<if visited("Caroline's sex dream")>>and man in the suit <</if>><>from your previous dream. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' didn't care. He put the piece of mirror away. Then he threw yourself on you. [[You had to defend yourself!|Fight him]] <<forceful $display>><</if>>

<><<set $backto = "Don't confront her">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<if $hidden==true>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">><</if>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><><><<set $count = $count+1>><>You couldn't remember if you ever had a private conversation with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. She seemed to be distant. You knew her most of your life, but when she was a boy, she was shy and secretive, and when she changed into a girl, her perfect beauty established her far out of your league. "So..." you started. "I see that this guy had at least one listener." She smiled. Damn, how cute was her smile. "Didn't you listen? I thought you are into history." "Yeah, but it means reading books, not digging corpses up." you said. "They do a good job with those graves, but when I hear those historians it looks like living always have to give a place to the dead. And historians aren't the worst, you know." "Did your mom share with some spicy story?" You shrugged. "Nothing spicy. If you don't want to give money for another statue or inscription on the wall, you are Jew, mason, Communist or Russian agent. I worked in the bookstore lately... I had to repay my father for a ticket... And really I regret that I told some clients I'm interested in history... Jesus Christ! These people are mad!" She smirked. "Some of them are. Most of them. But some... are haunted." You chuckled. "I doubt it. I mean... That would be a perfect excuse for the combination of mental disorder and hideous personality. Believe me." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looked at you carefully. "Sure. You can diagnose mental disorder." "Excuse me?" But then she sighed loudly. "We've got company." You looked in the same direction. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was approaching quickly. "Shit." "You can back off. I'll handle this. Really," she added when she saw your surprised look. "Don't you have enough of this creep?" [[You backed off to the ruins.|Hide]] <<quick $display>> [[You stayed.|Take my chances]] <<flashy $display>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $backto = "Don't show">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><>You shrugged. "Nevermind." But it wasn't over. When you were taking the books from your locker, ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' came. His grin was creepy as always. You noticed that his walk had changed. He was slouching and moving sneakily. With his posture, it looked grotesque. "So, what do you think?" he asked sheepishly. You looked at him, surprised. Yes, evidently he was shy when he asked about the photo of his dick. You snorted. "What do I think?" you repeated. Damn, he was holding his breath! "I think that you are sick, man." The disappointment on his face was comical. "If you need an opinion about your dick from a guy maybe you should ask some gays about it? ''Adam'' from senior year..." But you didn't have a chance to finish the sentence about ''Adam'' from senior year. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' face turned pale, then darkened. He pulled a face so wild that he barely looked like a human being. He grabbed you and pulled you up on the wall so hard that you almost blacked out. He started to shake you. "I'm not a fag! Never... Never was... Never will!" he shouted. "You stupid bitch! Never say that again! Never think that again! I'd know! I will fucking kill you!" He was breathing heavily. He released you. "You are mine, bitch. You'll beg to suck this cock!" He hit a locker next to you so hard that it dented. Then he left without a word. "Wow," you said to yourself. "Twenty first century." On the way to class you had a lot to...[[...think about.|Reflections after second dream]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was your first girlfriend. She was also the first girl you had sex with. After you broke up, she broke contact also. She transferred from ''Rosset High School''. Her parents divorced and she moved out. As she was one year older than you, she'd graduate in May. You didn't want to talk with ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' about ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. You didn't talk about her with anyone, however, people were asking you. You were still angry at her. She entered your life later than ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. You were twelve, she was thirteen. She moved in because her father got the position of the head physician in the local hospital. Her parents bought the apartment in one of the renovated tenement houses. Compared to typical residents in this neighborhood, ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'s'' family was rich. The owner of the tenement house hired security and receptionists. The estate of renovated buildings was fenced off. It was an isolated island of wealth among poverty. You met her because of your mother. It was her first cadence as a councilor. She commanded you to go to the town hall at the Christmas meeting. You had to be charming for all these old men and women. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'s'' father attended this meeting. He brought his daughter to build a positive image. You both were outraged by this hypocrisy. You shared a disgust. You became friends. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was neglected like ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', her family was wealthier than yours but you both belonged to middle class. It turned out her father beat her, so she had a lot of common with ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. She fit. And she inspired you. She always knew better, did better. She had ambitions. Now you were thinking that she was just like your mother, but then you thought she was completely different. You became a couple two years ago. It was a disaster. [[You broke up with her.|You broke up with her]] <<forceful $display>> [[She broke up with you.|She broke up with you]] <<careful $display>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<angerScene $auntie>><<lessanger $auntie>><>You weren't against cocks. You had to admit you found them fancy and pretty. You liked the way they grew. You liked the idea of how much pleasure you could bring to their owners. But, exactly. It wasn't a cock itself that fascinated you. It was about the men who had them. Or one particular man. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' face turned pale. "Son of the bitch!" he exclaimed. You blinked. Did you say that loud? ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was furious. When he was showing you a mirror, his bleeding fingers were shivering. <<if visited("Touch it")>>You saw there your ordinary girl reflection. ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' in the mirror was equally terrified and angry as you were. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' evidently waited for something, but nothing happened. He winced. "Why... the fuck... nothing works!" he hissed. "''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' already obedient slut!" He threw a mirror away. "Just find yourself a girlfriend," you said, relaxed a little. Apparently, he had no idea how to accomplish his plans. "Seriously, man. Give it up. You're ruining yourself." He shivered. "I can't! I've paid! I want my order! I want my slut!" How pathetic he was. You wouldn't waste your time on the conversation with him, but he was much stronger than you, and every idea to avoid the physical confrontation was worthed to try. [[You tried to talk to him.|Talk to him]] <<clever $display>><<elseif visited("Cover it")>>You saw ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' you met in the poker room. She was wearing what he did, so you could have to take a good look at her exposed breasts. "Hi, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''!" he exclaimed. "Are you ready to be me?!" You looked at her with disgust. "Fuck you!" She giggled. "I can barely wait! But I need a body to be fucked! ''<<print $they.robertName>>''... My master. Let's make him moves I'd love to mimic. I love anal!" You realized that her face and voice changed when she was talking to ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. That insolent smile and sparkles in eyes reminded you ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' <><<if visited("Caroline's sex dream")>>and man in the suit <</if>><>from your previous dream. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' didn't care. He put the piece of mirror away. Then he threw yourself on you. [[You had to defend yourself!|Fight him]] <<forceful $display>><<else>>The girl in reflection waved to you, pouting her lips. She looked grotesquely. As she was quite short and slim, she had enormous huge breasts. You weren't sure about the sizes, but probably you'd bet the F or G cups. In her tight clothes, her breasts looked even bigger. She looked like a total slut. "Hi, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''!" he exclaimed. "Are you ready to be me?!" You looked at her with disgust. "Who the fuck you are?" She giggled. "I am you, silly! I'm ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''! ''<<print $they.robertName>>''... My master. Let's make him moves I'd love to mimic. I love anal!" You realized that her face and voice changed when she was talking to ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. That insolent smile and sparkles in eyes reminded you ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' <><<if visited("Caroline's sex dream")>>and man in the suit <</if>><>from your previous dream. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' didn't care. He put the piece of mirror away. Then he threw yourself on you. [[You had to defend yourself!|Fight him]] <<forceful $display>><</if>>

<><<set $backto = "Fight him">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><<set $yourScore = $player.Conflicts-$auntie.Anger>><>You dodged ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' in time. But the room was to small to dodge him forever. You tried to think that it was a dream, so the key to the victory was in mind, not in body. Luckilly, such thoughts didn't cause you did nothing. You threw in ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' with your lamp. He groaned. You regreted that you didn't have some more useful weapons. You realized that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' had some problems with moving here. There were moments that he seemed to be uncertain if the floor was solid. He checked the ground before him. Maybe he didn't see what you saw. Therefore, it was the advantage you could use. <><<if $pieceOfMirror==true>>You realized that a piece of mirror could be useful. Unfortunately your backpack lied next to the door and ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was attacking again. You tried to swing him, but he grabbed you. You fell on the floor, but he also lost his balance. Before he grasped you, you jumped to the backpack. With so close combat he was next to you in some seconds. He grabbed your throat. Your fingers clenched on the shirt that you wrapped around the piece. You desperately grabbed the mirror and cut your enemy. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' had no clothes, the cut was deep. He let you go for a moment. You jumped back and took a piece of mirror in front of you. "Look! Look, you fag!" To your surprise, you heard ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' voice coming from a mirror. "It's not a cosplay, sir. I'm really rooting this team." Real ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' shouted, but in this cry you heard a fear. <</if>><<if visited("Robert's rhytm")>>There was a moment that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' stopped for a while, listening. It reminded you about the rhythm of clock in the Math classroom. You needed to disturbed it. When he was busy, you launched your phone's tune. The theme of "The X-Files" absurdally fit. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' seemed distracted. <</if>><>But most of this fight looked like that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' tried to cought you and immobilize and you were dodging and escaping. <div class="hintboxOwn">''Your Conflicts - Auntie's Anger:'' <<print $yourScore>> <><<if visited("Just throw it away") or visited("Make him wear it")>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore+1>><>You didn't avoid the quarrel with bra, but they didn't make you wear it. ''+1'' <</if>> <<if $approaches.contains(4)>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore+1>><>You are ''Forceful''. ''+1'' <</if>> <<if $approaches.contains(5)>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore+1>><>You are ''Quick''. ''+1'' <</if>> <<if visited("Robert's rhytm")>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore+1>><>You know ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' rhythm. ''+1'' <</if>> <<if $clockDestroy ==2>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore+1>><>You destroyed a clock. ''+1'' <</if>> <<if visited("Play aggresively")>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore+1>>You faced him during the game.<>''+1'' <</if>> <<if $mirrorBreak == true>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore+1>><>You broke the mirror. ''+1'' <</if>> <<if $pieceOfMirror==true>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore+1>><>You took a piece of mirror. ''+1'' <</if>> <<if visited("Hide")>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore+1>>He was beaten by ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''.<>''+1'' <</if>><<if visited("Made you wear it")>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore-1>><> They made you wear a bra. ''-1'' <</if>> <<if visited("They faul you")>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore-1>><> He kissed you. ''-1'' <</if>> <<if $mirrorBreak == false>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore-1>><> You didn't break the mirror. ''-1'' <</if>><> <div align="center"><<print $yourScore>>/6 - your score</div></div>The fight didn't last long. Struggling in the dream was foreign for both of you. Eventually... <<if $yourScore gte 6>>[[...you won.|You won]]<<else>>[[...he beat you.|Beaten]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><><<if $relations.Boys lte 2>>You felt your classmates' eyes on you during the lesson. Their nasty comments focused on ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'', but it was a matter of time until they'd turn to you. The first offense you heard merged bullying her and bullying you. "I hope you will grow bigger tits than ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. She lowers the average." You snorted. "Keep talking like that. After yesterday I'm pretty sure that ''Auntie'' hunts fuckers like you. I've never felt safer." But they didn't give up. You kept hearing how you were a pathetic sissy and faggot. They didn't buy another bra, but this time ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' didn't stop the bullying, so they were taking their fear out on you. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' accidentally added fuel to the fire when she spread out that you bought VIP tickets for the "Celtic Maidens" concert this Friday. Your classmates pretended relief. "''Hey, <<print $you.femaleName>>'', good taste! My girlfriend is going to that concert too. All chicks love "Celtic Maidens"!" For everyone, this was a clear sign that you'd become ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' bitch. "So, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', are you ready for your first time fucking her without a strap-on?" But they met their match. "I'm always ready! I'll eat your pussy today!" And every time she heard comments she was smacking her lips loudly with a grin worthy of Hannibal Lecter. It turned out to be an effective way to disconcert them.<<else>> You felt your classmates' eyes on you during the lesson. The transformation of ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' was a short relief. Some guys already called ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' his male name. The name ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' seemed to suit her better now. But as she'd become a boy, it was certain that somebody would be hugged. It was nearly impossible to think that ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' would turn back to equalize the number of boys and girls. <><<if $logPrologue.PopularityBoys lte 2>>It was odd, but after the math lesson your popularity seemed to grow somehow. Nobody tormented you like yesterday.<</if>><> "Will this ever end?" one of your classmates sighed. "Maybe she will hug ''<<print $they.robertName>>''... That would be fair." Of course, such a comment was spoken quietly, when the jock wasn't around. But some comments regarded you. They put it delicately, but, as you were close with ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', some of your classmates agreed it would be easier for you to be a girl with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' on your side. "Sure," you chuckled. "I see you didn’t only nominate me to be a girl, but you already picked a boyfriend for me. No one is interested?" "No offence, ''<<print $you.maleName>>'', but it would be weird to bang a chick who used to be a guy." "Yeah, like you'd never fuck ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', if you had a chance!" you snapped back.<</if>><><<if $investigation.contains("Caroline")>>//But some guys weren't prejudiced against having sex with a girl who once was a boy. You saw ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' sneaking out with two senior students with an obvious purpose in their minds.//[[You followed her.|Caroline's toilet sex]] [[You had a chat with the girls.|The concert talk]]<<else>>[[You had a chat with the girls.|The concert talk]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You decided that sex was a private business, even if it was a threesome in school's toilet. As it wasn't the cleanest place in the building, you thought about it with some disgust, but ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' could decide for herself. You thought a little about her determination to get two boys at the same time. She didn't look very horny. She looked desperate, but not in the way that would end with sweaty, quick sex. Apparently, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' had something on her mind. As her last plan backfired spectacularly, you didn't see it as a threat. Youdidn't see her as a threat. You blinked. Yes, you thought so. You didn't see ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' as a threat. It was incredible in many ways, as ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' had been a real pain in your ass for years. Much had changed. <><<if visited("Caroline's sex dream")>>You thought about the man in the suit during the dream and what he said about repaying debts. Did ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' suck dicks for a purpose? You knew that ''Auntie'' fed on people's feelings, but you didn't think of that as a kind of currency. Strange.[[Day went on.|The concert talk]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><><><<if not visited("Remain there")>>Then everything around you faded.<</if>> <>You opened your eyes and realized that someone was in your room. You sat up rapidly. The intruder jumped. "Sorry, I didn't want to wake you up," your father whispered. You fell back on your pillow, sighing loudly. "We have to change the router. You could use it to fry an egg." He switched the router off. "I'll give it a minute. Sorry once again." Then he left. After the router had been switched off, the only pulsing light in your room remained the diode of your phone. You reached for it. The display blinded you for a moment. You noticed the notifications from ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. No, not from ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. From ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. <<if $tellAboutDream == true>>"You were right. Those dreams are weird."<<else>>"You won't believe the weird dream I had. ''Auntie'' played poker."<</if>>[[You called her.|Call Olivia]] [[You decided it could wait.|It can wait to the morning]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<angerScene $auntie>><<lessanger $auntie>><>But you couldn't think about anything else but her cock. You barely treated ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' as a girl. No, that was a wrong explanation. The fact that she was a girl was indifferent to you. Until the last dream, you had no sexual interest in her. You knew she had some adventures, as she called them, and she had a dirty mouth too. But she never reminded you of sex. And now you saw her genitals and they set her up as a male. You couldn't focus on anything else.<><<if $oliverCock==true and $angerScene ==1>> And the fact was that her cock was imposing on your thoughts. You wondered how big it got when it was fully erect. How long would it take to make it hard. What thoughts and actions would increase its size to the maximum. <</if>><>Then ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' phone buzzed again.[[She rejected it.|Back to senses]]

<><<set $backto = "Hide">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><><<if visited("Confront her") or visited("Don't confront her")>>You stepped back to the ruins. The broken bottles, crushed bricks, and plastic packages were rattling under your legs. Everything was stinking urine. You hid behind the wall, but you observed the scene. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' approached quickly. "Where is she?" he demanded. "Who?" ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' asked innocently. "''<<print $you.maleName>>''? He prefers the company of trash than yours. <<if visited("Show it Olivia")>>He didn't like your dick pics. But I don't mind.<<else>>But I'm glad you came. Are you happy too? A little excited?<</if>>" She came closer and grabbed his groin through the pants. He smiled widely. "Mmmm... So hard. You must want her really badly... Your little, sweet ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''..." ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' avoided the subtlety and grabbed her perfect breasts. But he remained focused. "Where is she?" he repeated. "Do you want to show her what yours, don't you? To make her yours?" ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' chuckled. His hands wandered through ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' curves. "She'll be prettier than you. Is this why are you helping her? It's useless, you know. I made a deal. I paid for it."<<else>><<if not visited("Martha's wounds")>>The yard behind the school was even more than neglected than the playfield. The caretakers mowed the grass, but they left the rubbish students threw through windows. The school area contacted there with ruined tenement houses. The buildings were endangered by collapsing, but they weren't fenced. Even the school bench here was more damaged. Some holes wagging students used to ran off the lessons. The Spring's warmth caused the ruins to stank heavily of decay and filth. Some people from the neighborhood threw there their trash, especially since the costs of garbage disposal rise in the whole city. Local drinkers and junkies inhabited them during the warm seasons. You saw ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. She went through the littered lawn. She stopped next to the place where the bench was completely removed. You realized she was standing next to the grave you heard during the lecture. She pulled a rose out of her backpack and put it on the ground. Then she turned around and she saw you, but she didn't give a sign to ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' who approached quickly.<<else>>You did well to hide. You could observe another person in the scene.<</if>>''<<print $they.robertName>>'' approached quickly. "Wow, look at you," ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' said. "Hard day, huh? Do you want some relief?" She put her delicate hand on his groin. "Cut bullshit!" he exclaimed. But he didn't took her hand away. "Nothing works! You did something! Fuck off her! Fuck off us!" But she still was caressing his cock. "Mmmm... So hard. You must want her really badly... Your little, sweet ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''..." ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' avoided the subtlety and grabbed her perfect breasts. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' hissed with pain. Then he let her go. "Do you want to show her what yours, don't you? To make her yours?" ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' chuckled. His hands wandered through ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' curves. "She'll be prettier than you. Is this why are you helping her? It's useless, you know. I made a deal. I paid for it."<</if>> You realized that the note about the beauty touched her. But she played well. "So why did the dick pics didn't work?" she asked slyly. <<if not visited("Show it Olivia")>>How did she knew about the dicks pics?<</if>> He shrugged. "Maybe it must be a real cock. I suppose." She giggled. She pulled his cock out and started stroking it. "Maybe the whole "showing-a-dick-to-enslave-thing" is bullshit," she said distinctly. "But do you know what can be real? Pain." The last word has a power in it. ''<<print $they.robertName>>''... [[...yelled like a wounded animal.|Martha kicks ass]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $maleLook.push("face")>><>You thought about her face. You knew her older brothers, so it wasn't too complicated to imagine her face rougher, with a more prominent nose and with thick eyebrows. With her genetic base, she could make a good-looking man.[[You focused and... Nothing happened.|Back to senses]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $maleLook.push("hair")>><>You focused on ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s''. She kept it short, but as a man she could have an even shorter hair-cut.[[You focused and... Nothing happened.|Back to senses]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $maleLook.push("height")>><>All members of ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' family were tall and slim. You couldn't imagine her as shorter than she already was. She complained sometimes about her height, but you were sure that as a boy he wouldn't do so.[[You focused and... Nothing happened.|Back to senses]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $maleLook.push("muscles")>><>With a cock like hers, she could also have muscles in comparable sizes. Nothing extraordinary. You knew ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' well enough to know that she wasn't really into athletes. She thought about them as symbols of toxic masculinity. But some muscles wouldn't hurt.[[You focused and... Nothing happened.|Back to senses]]

<><<set $backto = "Interrupt sex">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><>You acted friendly with ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''.You decided to interrupt this madness. You sighed loudly and went into the girls' showers. The school showers' in ''Rosset High School'' were renovated in the year your country joined the European Union, so it was a while ago. Tiles were rough, and you'd never take your shoes off here. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' had more courage than you, and clearly she didn't want to waste her time. She was already on her knees with one student's cock in her hand. The second one had more doubts, because he seemed to be more distanced. "Dude, what the fuck?!" the one with the exposed cock exclaimed. "This is a girls' restroom!" the second brilliantly noticed. "''<<print $you.maleName>>''Get the fuck out of there!" "I can't let you do this," you said. Wow, what pathos. The students didn't appreciate this. The boy with the exposed cock hid it. "Next time, leave your boyfriend, bitch," he muttered. They left you quickly. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' winced. "What the fuck is your problem?!" she hissed. "Stop stalking me! Didn't you have enough fun yesterday?" <<if visited("Don't laugh")>><<set $carolinePeace=true>>"I didn't laugh yesterday," you reminded her. She calmed down a little. "Yeah, you didn't," she admitted. She looked miserable and fragile then, when she was getting up from the floor. "Why do you do this?" She smiled weakly. "It's the only way out... Eh, you won't understand." "Then explain it to me." She hesitated for a moment, but then shook her head. "''Auntie'' wouldn't like it. She torments me enough now... Just... In case she hugs you today... Be careful whose cock you see first. He will gain some power over you." Then she left quickly. You called out to her, but she didn't answer.<><<set $firstCock =true>><><<else>>You shrugged. "Should I remind you of how you treated me yesterday?" "Fuck you! So I deserved this, right?!" "No, so don't act like that!" "We'll see how you’ll act if ''Auntie'' hugs you today!" She ran off quickly.<</if>>[[Day went on.|The concert talk]]

<<set $investigation.push("Caroline")>> <<goto "Reflections after second dream">>

<<set $investigation.push("Martha")>> <<goto "Reflections after second dream">>

<<set $investigation.push("Olivier")>> <<goto "Reflections after second dream">>

<<set $investigation.push("Robert")>> <<goto "Reflections after second dream">>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You sighed. You felt so tired. You weren't as drained as in the last night, but these dreams were exhausting. Of course, everything was important. You needed to talk with someone about these events. <<if not visited("Go with Olivia")>>You didn't tell ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' about your dreams,<<else>>You told ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' about your dreams,<</if>> but the rest was covered by the fact that she grew a dick. You chuckled involuntarily. What an absurd thought. For now, you needed the rest. You turned the router on and told your father, so he didn't come again. You fell on your bed. You slept till morning.[[The next day.|2nd day school]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>"I wonder... if it was you or me?" You looked surprised. "Are you high?" you asked. "I didn't make any deals with ''Auntie'' lately. You must’ve fucked up something." "It grew after you tried to be funny," she said pointing at her groin. She looked at you. "Don't be funny. People get hurt when you try to be funny." She slowly restored her balance. That was a good sign. The sudden tune of her phone interrupted the conversation. Tom Waits, who sounded like the Cookie Monster was announcing to the world that God was away for business. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' grabbed the phones from the bathroom and rejected the call. She muted the phone and put it on the table. "This whole ritual... Fuck ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''! She said that this variant should work! That bitch set me up!" <<<if $robertPlan == true>>If ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' gave identical tips to ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' that could meant that his ritual also backfired. You thought that it would be poetic justice if he ended as the bimbo he wanted you to become. The Parity would be established too. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' filled the vacancy after the transfer of the twins, ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' just switched places. <<if visited("Watch")>>But in that case, what did your reflection tell you about your future transformation?<</if>> "What are you thinking?" she asked. You shrugged. It wasn't a good time to tell her. "A lot happened." "Tell me about it," she sneered.<> <<if $oliviaPlan ==true>>"You said that if you made a deal with ''Auntie'', you could shape the transformed person. Maybe, when you volunteer, it works the same."<<else>>"Something must have been fucked up in the ritual. I had nothing to do with it. <<if not visited("Pact")>>I wasn't even there!<</if>>"<</if>> "But it was you who mentioned the shemale category, not me." she muttered. "So, do you think ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looks like a living wet dream because she wanted to?" You shrugged. You'd never thought about that. "If she wanted to be a girl, why would she want to be an ugly one?" ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' snorted. "That was deep, bro. Well, we can check this. Let's think about some change. If nothing happens, you’ll tell me. If you don't change me... Well, I will think of something else." You thought about her...[[...cock.|Her cock]] <<if $auntie.Defiance gt 0 and $oliverCock==false>>[[...height.|His height]] [[...hair.|His hair]] [[...muscles.|His muscles]] [[...face.|His face]]<</if>>

<><<set $backto = "Just watch">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><>''Auntie'' was there. You felt her powerful presence. She did something that ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' called sniffing. You realized it was quite a good term. You thought about those all-too-friendly big dogs who jumped around people and stuck their nose into their crotch. Sometimes they licked the faces, sometimes they smashed with tails. ''Auntie'' was as happy as that dog. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' was slowly warming up. You couldn't see her face as you stood behind her, but you saw and heard that she was licking more vigorously. The man in the suit was smiling widely. "Take it easy, sis. It's not a race. Give me and you a moment." ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' slowed. Until now she had been focusing only on his cock, but now she lifted her head. She had to make eye contact. The man patted her again. "You are doing so well, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. You will earn some tokens." She stopped for a while. "I want to make you happy." He laughed. "I almost believe you. You are a quick learner." She took his cock with her slender fingers. "Woo. Easy, girl. You don't have to do it for the first time. Such enthusiasm... Ok, take it. Watch your teeth, bitch!" She muttered something. It was hard to comment with cock in her mouth. He grabbed her head and started to push. It didn't last long. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' was choking. The man in the suit sighed and stroked her head. She pulled his cock out of her mouth. "Don't be too fast. It's all new for you. We’ll go further now." "Can't I... Can't I try once again?" "Nah, I want to fuck you. Get up. And say hi to ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. He clearly enjoyed the show." ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' turned around rapidly. She was shocked and angry. You stepped back...[[...behind the curtain.|Courtain room]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You sighed. ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. He would be the only one of your closest friends who forgot you. He never crossed the threshold of ''Rosset high school'', he didn't meet the terror lurking in the shadow of the ''Auntie's'' bust. He knew the other shadows, though. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was a partner in discovering the world and accomplice in the wildest ideas. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was demanding companion and sometimes a rival. But ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was like a brother. Your father and mother cared about him more than his own parents. You'd never met nicer boy than ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. He had this natural kindness that was impossible to learn. His calm voice, mild eyes, and always serious face always made you feel safe. You'd never heard him complaining. However, you should. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' once said that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' had a double citizenship because he raised in Hell. His parents drank. His father was aggressive and beat him and his mother. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was always scared and hungry kid. He had no toys. Even when he was a five-year-old kid, he wandered around without a care. He stayed away from kids on the playground. They laughed at his height and his dirty clothes. He played with the kittens from basements. When you finally met you became best friends. Your parents persuaded his mother to let him on the holidays with you. It was a time your mother started to work as a social worker and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' parents wanted to use their son to establish a familiarity with this young, idealistic woman. They counted on the special treatment when they applied for benefits. They underestimated her. You thought about your common history and you felt anger. Some ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' took your place. When ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' would come on Friday to the city for a concert, it'd be worse than you were dead to him. You'd never exist.<><<if not visited("Dorothy")>>[[$they.dorothyName|Dorothy]] <</if>> <<if visited("Justin") and visited("Dorothy")>>[[You decided to leave the photo on the wall.|Leave it on the wall]] [[You took photo of the wall.|Take it off]]<</if>><>

<><<set $backto = "Laugh at her/him">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $relations.Olivia=$relations.Olivia-1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><>This was your day. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' always acted like trouble always missed her. She was helpful, of course. If you needed some action, she would act. But her comments and smirks were hard to handle. Yesterday she laughed at your stress. So, as she was fine now, it was nice to get some payback. Her transformation to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' went smoothly. She remained herself. Of course, as a boy, she was much taller, but she kept most of her traits. The other students’ comments were mostly positive. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was a tomboy, so most people claimed her change was something natural... Of course, it was natural by ''Rosset High School's'' standards, because hugs were always a sensation. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' became so tall that it was easy to observe her. Anyway, she was getting used to her new position well. She even asked you to call her ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''.[[The break in the schoolyard.|Break outside]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You left the photo on the wall. It would remind you the better times in your life. Maybe someday you'd recall them as your father and uncle ''Stan'' recalled their youth.[[Your turn]]

<><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $backto = "Lie to her">><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>"I thought about your hair," you lied quickly. <<if $player.Privacy gte 1>>She waited for a moment.<<else>>Her eyes fixed upon you in her most searching gaze. You felt unsettled. <<set $lieToOliver=true>><</if>> "So, it wasn't you," she concluded. "I told you." "I had to be sure. Well..." she hesitated for a moment and even blushed a little. "//Maybe// it was me. When you brought up shemale some... picture I saw once... came into my mind. Stop grinning like that!" "I am really not interested in your browser history," you swore. "Oh, for Christ's sake!"[[Her phone buzzed again.|2nd chap go home]]

<><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>> <<set $backto = "Look around the Oliver's place">><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>The ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' flat was small. There were just two rooms, a little kitchen and the bathroom she occupied. Her parents lived in the bigger room which looked like an exhibition of religious paintings and sculptures. The furniture was old and in bad taste. There was no photo of ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' or her older brothers. They were irrelevant, as opposed to the legacy of Pope John Paul II. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' room was the opposite of her parents' place. It was empty and ascetic. The bed, the wardrobe, one chair, the desk, and the bookshelf were the cheapest IKEA models. There were two guitars in the corner. The walls were also empty - ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' hated paintings - with one exception. She hung one photo in a frame. You also had a copy of this photo. There was a time when you had hung it on the wall of your room. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' often said that she needed one suitcase and 15 minutes to disappear from her parents' life. You would say she could make it in 10. You had known her since you were little but you rarely visited her room. She didn't invite guests. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' came back here only to sleep. You looked around. You saw some traces of her "new occult hobby". The candles, the copy book with stretches of some strange diagrams, some notes. <<if $approaches.contains(2) and $approaches.contains(5) or $approaches.contains(6) and $approaches.contains(5)>><<set $OliviaNotes=true>>// You took photos of them.//<</if>> The door slammed. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' entered the room. She was naked from the waist down. Between her legs, there was one of the biggest cocks you had ever seen in your life, and from what you could tell it was only half erect.[[You turned around.|Tell her to cover]] [[You stared at her cock.|Stare at her cock]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.robertName>>'' fell groaning in agony. He still pressed his hand to the groin. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' stood above him: petite girl with pure fury on her beautiful face. "You... won't... touch me... again, " she squeezed through clenched teeth. "Never. Anywhere. If you do... If you fucking dare... You will cut off your cock yourself. Understood, motherfucker?!" He yelped something desperately. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' slowly calmed down. Then she made some gesture and ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' sighed with relief. He was breathing heavily, lying in rubbish. "Look at you," ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' hissed. "You son of the bitch! You little shit! You fucker! Couldn't you just download Tinder to find some cunts to screw every night?! You risked everything! You risked my fucking life! For what?! For a perfect whore?! You made big shit and now I have to clean it up! I'm covered by your astral shit!" She kicked him in the ribs, but after the pain, he felt earlier he didn't even wince. She did. She forgot about her own leg. "You pissed your pants anyway," she added mercilessly. "But it's not the worst part. I want you to hear it. Would you listen?" There was a threat in her voice, so ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' nodded vigorously. "I... I want to hear it." She smiled. "Good boy. You probably think, you sexist pig, that only women can be degraded to fuck toys. You are wrong. ''Auntie'' loves equality. Do you know why could I hurt you so much? Of course, you don't know. This is why you shouldn't play with occultism, ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. I can feel it. You're filled with ''Auntie's''... Let's say: presence. It would grow. Finally, you'll become her tool. You will be whore for disgusting old men. You'll lick their fungal asses, you will suck their sagging cocks, and you'll moan with bliss. Only somewhere inside you will scream and ''Auntie'' will feed on you. Now fuck off! You've wasted enough of my time!" ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' jumped to his feet and ran off.<><<if visited("Play basketball")>> You backed off in time.<</if>><> You noticed the wet spot on his pants. <<if visited("Martha's wounds")>>You approached slowly, shocked by what you just witnessed. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was smiling. "You... It was true what did you say to him about this sex slavery?" She giggled. "More or less," she said wryly. "Now excuse me, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. That was exhausting to me also. Good luck. You'll need it." "But..." "''<<print $you.maleName>>'', could you respect that I don't want to talk about it right now?" "Sure!" you agreed meekly. <<else>>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' sighed deeply and also walked away. You noticed she limped more than earlier.<</if>><<if visited("Play basketball")>>[[You came back.|Oliver without dick quarel]]<<else>>[[You came back.|Oliver transformed]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><><<if visited("Third dream")>><><<set $auntie.Anger=0>><>You sat rapidly, breathing heavily. You were shivering. You were so cold that you were grating. You looked at your buzzing phone. You remembered you muted it! You picked it up. "Hi, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''!" ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' said slyly. "Did you sleep well?" You sighed. But her voice caused that you got warmer. You observed how the goosebumps were vanishing from your skin. "What's going on, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''?" you asked. "It's a middle of the night." "I know," she said slightly. "It's 3.00 AM. I had to wait to that hour, so appreciate my sacrifice." "Nice. Listen, if you wanted to interrupt one of these crazy dreams I had... Well, yeah. I appreciate it. I really, really am. You probably know how... how exhausting they could be. So... Good night." "I won't waste your time, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''! The centerpiece's just begun. I don't want you to miss anything. Let's turn the light on!"<<else>>You looked at your buzzing phone. You remembered you muted it! You picked it up. "Hi, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''!" ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' said slyly. "Did you sleep well?" You sighed. "What's going on, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''?" you asked. "It's a middle of the night." "I know," she said slightly. "It's 3.00 AM. I had to wait to that hour, so appreciate my sacrifice." "Nice. Listen, I haven't slept all night..." She interrupted you. "I know, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. It was a smart move. You can go to sleep as we finish here. No strange dreams would torment you. But enough of talking. The centerpiece's just begun. I don't want you to miss anything. Let's turn the light on."<</if>> And the light in your room turned on. You jumped, shocked. Did you still dream? ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' giggled. "What a shame that I can't see your face! I've never done that before. Well, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. Be a nice boy and go to the mirror I gave you." You got up, scared, and went to the mirror. "I'm there... Why... why are you doing this? Because it was you, right?" "Don't spoil the moment. We'll have plenty of time to girl to girl talk later. Just enjoy the ride." "But..." "Shut up, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. Look in the mirror." You were looking at your reflection. A young man only in his boxers. <<if $beAgirl ==true>>Your cock was half-erect. You felt the wave of excitement that was growing. That was happening.<</if>> ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' made a dramatic pause, but you heard her rapid breathing. She enjoyed the moment. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," she said like she was making a speech. "As you liked my <<print $envy0>> most, it will be your first change." You felt the wave of heat. <<if $envy[0]=="breasts">>Your chest swollen. You weren't sure if you should look down or in the mirror. Your breasts were growing slowly. It looked like an accelerated process of normal development of breasts. Firstly the left breast grew a little and it was slightly larger than the right until they reached a size between A and B cups. Then they rounded, however they remained perky. The unfamiliar weight reminded you of a time when you broke your collarbone. You gained some weight then and the first in your life got some fat. Your new breasts were more solid in weight. Your nipples got bigger. They were changing too. In the beginning, they stuck out what looked odd. But when your chest reached the ultimate size, they looked fine. The aureolas around darkened a little but remained pink. You panted. You had breasts!<<elseif $envy[0]=="face">>For a moment, nothing happened. Then this strange itching began, concentrating on your face. You touched it. You felt how it was changing. To your surprise, you didn't look more feminine. You looked younger. Your facial features softened, your eyes and mouth seemed to be bigger, just like ears. In a few moments, you recognized yourself from the class photos of the late elementary school. You were shocked. Was she making you a kid again? But the changes only slower, but didn't end. Your face tingled again. Your nose looked smaller, the chin bones were a little higher. Your mouth darkened a little. Your eyebrows looked less prominent, your jaw rounded. There were subtle changes, but when they occurred you looked like a twelve-year-old girl. Then your face shifted. Your eyes seemed to be smaller, your eyelashes thicked and grew. Your skin was soft and flexible, however, you saw some reddish spots on them. It had to be your allergy to lactose. Your face became more mature, now you looked like a 14-15-year-old. This was a pretty girl face, but it just developing a more womanly appearance. You saw that process for a while until it stopped. You looked odd. You looked like a boy with a girl's face.<<elseif $envy[0]=="hair">>You felt a tingle in your hair. It began to grow and lightened a little. You never had long hair, so you didn't really know if they were straight, but when they reached the height of your ears, they waved a little. Your face seemed to look smaller with the longer hair. Your hair grew slowly until it was shoulder-length. It tingled your neck. It felt like some insects sat on you. You swept your hair. It was thick and heavy. The fairer strands reflected in the light. They were soft and nice to touch.<<elseif $envy[0]=="hands">>The tingling concentrated in your hands. You saw that they got smaller every second. The little hair you had on them vanished. Your fingers were decreasing also, but less than the rest of your hand. The fingers looked longer and thinner. The fingernails grew a little, but they remained quite short for a girl's hands. Your arms got a little thinner too, so these delicate, slender hands you had now didn't look so out of place. <<elseif $envy[0]=="legs">>Your legs felt oddly. You realized that the hair on them vanished. They were smooth. Everything around you seemed to become a little bigger, so you had to lose some of your height. Your hips widened. You had to sit down for a moment because the decreasing size of your feet caused that you lost your balance for a moment. Your feet were now slender and delicate. You lost several shoe sizes for sure. You stood up again. You had definitely a girl's legs. They were shaped and smooth. Maybe they weren't legs of the model, but definitely, it was a sight to see. You thought that you had better legs than ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''.<</if>> You were glad that ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' couldn't see you. The process was extremely sexual and you got a massive hard-on. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', are you there?" ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' asked. <<if $beAgirl==true>>"I'm here," you answered.<<else>>"My name's ''<<print $you.maleName>>''!" you hissed. She giggled. "Don't be like that, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. Don't be too severe upon yourself. You have to admit, the changes and the... touches of ''Auntie'' are nice. You are going to be a pretty girl." "Fuck you! You've robbed me from my life!" "To fuck you I'd have to rush. I'm a boring heterosexual girl, after all."<</if>> She chuckled. "I will change you through the following day. But don't worry, your dick would be the last thing gone. I want you to celebrate the moment, so I think I'll give you your pussy after you go home. You can turn some romantic music, watch some films you like, drink wine... It's up to you, girl." She yawned. "Nah, it's late. Listen, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. I won't hurt you. I didn't mean to turn you into a girl. It wasn't my idea. I saved you from ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. Be grateful enough to be nice to me. Goodnight." She got off the phone. You turned off the light and came back to bed. You touched your new <<print $envy0>>. It reminded you a little of when you got your braces. Something new, unfamiliar attached to your body. But this time it was your body. But you were time, so after a while you fell asleep. It seemed you had a big day ahead.<div align="center"><h4>The end of chapter 2</h4></div>[[The summary.|Chapter 2 summary]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>The yard behind the school was even more than neglected than the playfield. The caretakers mowed the grass, but they left the rubbish students threw through windows. The school area contacted there with ruined tenement houses. The buildings were endangered by collapsing, but they weren't fenced. Even the school bench here was more damaged. Some holes wagging students used to ran off the lessons. The Spring's warmth caused the ruins to stank heavily of decay and filth. Some people from the neighborhood threw there their trash, especially since the costs of garbage disposal rise in the whole city. Local drinkers and junkies inhabited them during the warm seasons.<<if $approaches.contains(1) or $approaches.contains(6)>><<set $marthaOnGrave=true>>You observed ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' from the distance. She was lumping persistently through the littered lawn. She stopped next to the place where the bench was completely removed. You realized she was standing next to the grave you heard during the lecture. She pulled a rose out of her backpack and put it on the ground. Then she came back.<><<set $hidden=true>><> [[Reveal yourself.|Don't confront her]] <<flashy $display>> [[You hid.|Hide]] <<quick $display>><<else>> However, you observed ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' from the distance she had to hear something because she turned around and smiled. "You should practice following people, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," she said. "I thought you would want to talk. Come closer, help me out." You approached. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' pulled the bandages out of her backpack and gave them to you. Then she took off her shoe. You realized that her sock was stained. She took it off with a grimace of pain and untucked the old bandages soaked with blood. You saw the deep cut on her foot. "I thought it had to be a left hand," you said. She chuckled. She sprayed the wound with antiseptic. "I've spread this rumor to get know who would decide to perform a ritual," she said with a wry smile. Then she sighed. "This wound has two weeks. Can you believe it?" For you, it looked pretty fresh. She started to bandage her foot. "It won't cicatrize until I'd start to fulfil the obligations. It won't be long." "And you came here to bandage this wound? Didn't you think about more... hygienic places?" "No, I wanted to find this grave. It's interesting." She was prepared. She had spare socks for a wound and the rose in the backpack for the grave.[[You asked about the clues to the ritual she gave.|Confront her]] <<forceful $display>> [[You chatted with her.|Don't confront her]]<<clever $display>><</if>>

<><<angerScene $auntie>><<lessanger $auntie>><<set $count = $count+1>> <<if $skirtOn.length gt 0 or $dressOn.length gt 0>><<feminineClothes $player>><</if>><>You looked at yourself in the mirror. You looked ridiculous. The dress was too small, too tight. The bra was covered with nothing. The hair on your chest compared awfully with the flawless of your <<print $braOn>>. Your half-erected penis tucked helplessly in your <<print $pantiesOn>>. There was nothing girly in you. Everyone would laugh at you if they saw you. But that was going to change. That thought made your cock tingled. You rubbed it through the softness of your panties. If you understood well, the reality shifted already. For everyone that knew you you didn't have other clothes. It was natural for them to see you in them. The wave of pleasure went through your body. You had to examine this. You went to the door. You bit your lips, excited and a little worried. You opened it. You walked into the hall, barefoot, only wearing a dress and feminine lingerie. You came to the kitchen where your parents sat. They looked at you but didn't react. It was good, because your poor penis, tucked in the tight panties, was started to pull out, erecting. You poured the water into a glass. Your heart raced. You turned back and leaned against the sink, so you stood in a front of your parents. <<if $socksOn.length ==0>>"''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', don't go barefoot," your mother said. "You'll catch a cold."<<else>>"''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', it's too cold for a dress yet," your mother said.<</if>> Your father smiled. "Don't get ill again for a weekend, sweetie. You won't forgive yourself." The pouring of water was a good idea. Your throat was suddenly dry. You drank it down in one go. Then you went to your room, grinning like a maniac. You threw on the bed, biting your lip. The fresh and cold bedding was tingling you. They looked at you and saw a girl! They saw you, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''! You could go outside in the girliest clothes and you'd be treated as a girl. As a young woman. It was too much for you. You grabbed your cock and started to stroke it furiously. You'd never felt like that. It was better than weed you smoke with ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. You wanted to scream, you wanted to laugh, you wanted to cry. The orgasm you finally felt was an explosion of bliss. You panted, still grinning. Wow. If that was your last male orgasm (that thought tingled your cock again), it was worthed to remember. But it wasn't. This evening was for you the marathon of masturbation. Even if you tried to do something else, you were easily distracted by any trigger. Then you were in your bed again, rubbing your lingerie and stroking your cock, imagining how it would look tomorrow when you'd have your new, more accurate equipment between your legs. You closed your eyes so hard they were itching. You were thinking about sex in your new role. You imagined being penetrated by a big cock, caressing by a man who loved you, who cared about you. <><<if $oliverCock==true and $angerScene ==1>>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. "''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''! ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''!" you moaned.<</if>><>[[After such busy evening you fell asleep quickly.|Third dream]]

<><<updateDefiance $auntie>><<set $oliverCock= false>><<set $firstCock ==false>> <<set $angerScene = 0>> <<set $maleLook =[]>> <<set $lieToOliver=false>> <<set $count = $count+1>> <<set $OliviaNotes=false>> <<set $olivierPromise=false>> <<set $marthaOnGrave=false>> <<set $hidden=false>> <<set $choicesRemain =3>> <<set $number =0>> <<set $thirdDream =0>> <<set $pieceOfMirror=false>> <<set $investigation =[]>> <<set $transformation =[]>> <<if $envy[0]=="hair">><<set $transformation.push("hair")>><</if>> <<if $envy[0]=="breasts">><<set $transformation.push("breasts")>><</if>> <<if $envy[0]=="legs">><<set $transformation.push("legs")>><</if>> <<if $envy[0]=="face">><<set $transformation.push("face")>><</if>> <<if $envy[0]=="hands">><<set $transformation.push("hands")>><</if>> <><div align="center"><h2>Chapter 2</h2></div>You walked ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' home. She was silent. She was occasionally pulling her trousers up. Fortunately for her, she wore rather baggy combat pants. You could only imagine how uncomfortable it would be wearing the typical, tight girl trousers. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' lived in a block of flats. Her flat was on the fourth floor. You usually took the stairs, but ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' called the elevator. She avoided eye contact. You realized it was the longest time she hadn’t said a word in your presence. The elevator was old and rattling. You didn't like it. When you were a child, you were afraid of it, and it took a role in your nightmares. You felt relief when it stopped on the right floor. Of course, you noticed the palm branch which was placed behind the pipe next to the door to the flat. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>> s'' parents were Catholic zealots. The branch, looking very out of place on the chipped, shabby staircase, welcomed Jesus Christ, if the Savior was passing-by. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' spent a moment looking for keys. She was nervous. Muttering swear words, she finally opened the door and let you in. "Give me a moment," she said quietly. She apparently was ashamed of her new voice. She went to the bathroom and closed the door.[[You stayed close.|Wait for Oliver]] <<careful $display>> [[You looked around.|Look around the Oliver's place]] <<sneaky $display>>

<<if visited("Play basketball") and not visited("Martha kicks ass")>>But you didn't let him go.<<else>>When you came back, it turned out that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' wanted to blow off the last lesson. For your classmates it was very funny, because they assumed that after his full transformation he'd spend the rest of the day jerking off.<</if>> <<if $oliverCock == true or visited("Interrupt sex") or visited("Hide") or visited("Take my chances")>>You heard and experienced today enough to have some thoughts about the rumors about the first cock you'd see. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' behavior in the room was suspicious. His current behavior even more. Did he wanted to take advantage of you? Being ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' slut sounded only a little better than being ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' slut.<</if><> "Where are you going?" ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' stopped and turned around. You saw he was anxious. He smiled wryly. "I have some business in the town." <<if visited("Play basketball")>>"Why did you lie, then?"<<else>>"Why didn't you tell, then?"<</if>> He shrugged. <<if $lieToOliver==true>>"I don't know. Maybe because of the same reasons you lied to me yesterday when I asked you to imagine my changes. Because I didn't want you to know. Look, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. I really have no time for this."<<else>>"I really have no time for this."<</if>> <<if $oliverCock == true or visited("Interrupt sex") or visited("Hide") or visited("Take my chances")>>"Better find some time. We need to talk. Now." He winced. He looked at his watch. "You have to wait, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. As you currently can survive without my constant help, I need to take care of other innocent souls. I'll catch you later." But you were at your limit. You needed to know. You deserved to know what was happening. If he knew that showing you his cock would influence on your mind. <><<set $endurance = $player.Privacy>><<if $oliverCock == true>><<set $endurance = $endurance-1>><</if>><<if visited("Take my chances") or visited("Hide")>><<set $endurance = $endurance-1>><</if>><<if visited("Made you wear it")>><<set $endurance = $endurance-1>><</if>><<if visited("They faul you")>><<set $endurance = $endurance-1>><</if>><<if visited("They faul you")>><<set $endurance = $endurance-1>><</if>><<if visited("Confront her")>><<set $endurance = $endurance+2>><</if>><><<if $endurance lt 0>> [[You accused him.|Dick quarrel]] <<forceful $display>><<else>> [[You accused him.|Dick quarrel]] [[You let him go.|Thursday plans]]<</if>> <<else>>"Is that all your explanation?" "Fuck off, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. What I am doing now it's none of your business. Maybe you haven't noticed, but this fucking world circles around this shiny spot" -- he pointed at sun -- "not around you." "I have a right to be suspicious... and angry, you know." He rolled his eyes. "For Christ sake, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''! Be angry, yeah. Blame me, yeah. Shout at me, yeah. But not for one fucking hour. Could you do that? Give me space, man! I barely breathe!" Then he left. Mumbling swearword...[[...you came back to school.|Thursday plans]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>When you came back, it turned out that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' blew off the last lesson. For your classmates it was very funny, because they assumed that after his full transformation he'd spend the rest of the day jerking off. <><<if $oliverCock == true or visited("Interrupt sex") or visited("Hide") or visited("Take my chances")>>The ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' cock in fact worried you. You heard and experienced today enough to have some thoughts about the rumors about the first cock you'd see. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' behavior in the room was suspicious. Did he wanted to take advantage of you? Being ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' slut sounded only a little better than being ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' slut. <</if>><>He didn't pick up the phone. You cursed. Mumbling swearwords, you went to the last lesson.[[Later.|Thursday plans]]

<><<set $backto = "Peek at">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><>You snuck into the girls' showers. The last renovation was in the year your country joined the European Union, so it was a while ago. Tiles were rough, you'd never take your shoes off here. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' had more courage than you and clearly she didn't want to waste her time. She was already on her knees with one student's cock in her hand. The second one had more doubts, because he seemed to be more distanced. "Your hands are cold," the first student hissed. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' smiled. She grabbed his balls and squeezed a little. "Not for long, I think..." she said. She was stroking his cock for a while. Then, after a moment of hesitation, she started to lick it. He was moaning. It lasted maybe one minute before he ejaculated. His cum splashed on her face. She looked disappointed. "Already? Man, I think you didn't as many blowjobs as you said you had. You promised me a mouth-fuck. I counted on it." "Fuck off, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''," he snapped back. "This day isn't over. I'm warming up." She snorted. "I don't have the whole day. What about you?" she said to the other boy. "Second thoughts?" The student blushed furiously. "I... I'll pass." She snorted. She washed the cum off her face. "''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'', don't be like that! Give me a minute, I'll get hard again!" She looked at him with disgust. "I have no time for this." "Fuck you, bitch! Who the fuck do you think you are!" She chuckled. "I should be a proper slut. But you are useless for making me that. Bye, boys. Go back to your porn." You backed off. Well, that was interesting.[[Day went on.|The concert talk]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You pulled the photo down of the wall. You sat on your bed and looked at it. This photo was taken on your first and only trip to the mountains with your all friends. Of course, theoretically, you were under uncle ''Stan's'' care, but it was him who gave you all a beer after you came to his cabin. He took this photo stealthily. He was a good photographer and he managed to catch in you acting naturally. You four loved this photo. It was an early evening. The sun was going down, so the photo looked nearly like sepia. You came back from the mountains. You were dirty and tired but happy. <<if visited("Courtain-glow")>>''<<print $they.justinName>>''<<else>><<textbox "$they.justinName" "Justin">><</if>> sat in the middle of the picture. His glasses were foggy because of sweat. He held a map on his knees and studying carefully. He was counting the distance route we went. During the trip, he was moved by how inaccurate signposts were. He seemed to be unaware of the pandemonium that was behind him. You and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' (''Auntie'' shifted the reality) were fighting. He held your hat and you held his expensive headphones. Both of you were trying to grab your belongings without losing a hostage. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' hated your hat. She said that there was a curse of eternal virginity on it and you couldn't wear it. She constantly hunted on your hat all trip. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was jumping between you and him (it was strange to think about ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' as a girl and see this boy on this photo), yelling at you to behave. You were happy then. During the next year everything changed. You stayed with ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. You thought about the rest of the inseparable friends. You thought about:<><<if not visited("Justin")>>[[Justin]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dorothy")>>[[Dorothy]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $relations.Olivia=$relations.Olivia+1>><<angerScene $auntie>><<lessanger $auntie>><>You smiled. "For the Shire!" In the beginning, you just threw a ball alternately. It was a close game. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' had a problem with accuracy, because his arms were much longer and stronger. But with every round, he got more and more self-confidence. Some students from other classes decided to join you. You split in two teams and you were playing against ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. Then things got more interesting. <<if visited("Play aggressively") or $approaches.contains(2) and $approaches.contains(5) or $approaches.contains(6)>>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was taller and stronger than you, but his body was new for him. He was clumsy. You could swing him easily. He was swearing a lot, but he enjoyed the game.<<else>>You tried your best. You had your skills, you had your tactics. But he was just too big and strong! He swung you easily. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' enjoyed the game. He got more comfortable with his new body. <</if>><<if $oliverCock==true>>You couldn't help but admire him now. How he was adjusting to the new situation, but still remaining his old self. He was a boy now, and the handsome boy. He got this charm... And you couldn't about what was hiding in his pants. In the game you accidentally touch it and it wasn't the unpleasant feeling.<</if>> <<if $investigation.contains("Martha")>>//Then you noticed that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was walking in the direction where ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' went earlier.// <<elseif $investigation.contains("Robert")>><>//Then you noticed that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was walking behind the school building. The school benches had big holes there and it was an easy way to sneak out.//<><</if>>"Good game!" ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' exclaimed. You realized that his changes were over. He was a boy from head to toe. He could be his own brother. "Thanks man! I have to hit showers!" He shook his hands with other players and left. But you realized that he didn't go to a gym, to showers. He went directly to the school's main entrance. You decided to folow: <><<if $investigation.contains("Martha") or $investigation.contains("Robert")>>[[$they.robertName|Hide]] <</if>><>[[$they.oliviaMaleName|Oliver transformed]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $thirdDream = $thirdDream+1>> <<set $choicesRemain = 3 - $thirdDream>><><div class="hint" align="center" style="width:200px;">Remaining choices: <<print $choicesRemain>></div>The round table was huge. It dominated the room. It was so high that you had to stand on tiptoe to look at it well. There were stacks of poker chips. There were hundreds of them. You couldn't describe the colors of chips. When you thought about them later, you always used the term "Lovecraftian". It turned out that it fit them well. Firstly, those strange tokens glittered in the unnamed, strange colors that could be described in the stories of Solitary of Providence. Secondly, love as a craft seemed to be a stake in ''Auntie's'' game. Then, when you first saw them you thought that they were beautiful and deadly, as some predators were. The reflection of the light caused them to appear to move a little, as if they breathed. It was a strange thought to have about a stack of chips in the middle of the table, but they seemed to lurk. You wouldn't touch them. You wouldn't... disturb them. They smelled too. They smelled of sperm, sex, sweat, and perfumes. They smelled of drugs and alcohol. If an orgy could melt into one smell, it would be this intoxicating odor. But it wasn't everything. Chips smelled of blood and violence, fear, and death. You felt the warmth radiating from them. Then you looked away, shivering. The cards were far less interesting, as they were face down. You could only count them. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' had eight, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' two, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' only one.<><<if $auntie.Anger gt 0 and $approaches.contains(2)>> //Then you noticed one card that wasn't faced down. There was a naked boy on them with a noose on his neck. He stood next to a tree. There was a title on the card. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''.<><<set $suspiciousCard= true>><<set $auntie.Anger = $auntie.Anger-1>><>//<</if>><><<if $mirrorBreak ==true and $clockDestroy ==2 or $mirrorBreak ==true and $approaches.contains(2) and $approaches.contains(5) or $clockDestroy ==2 and $approaches.contains(2) and $approaches.contains(5)>>//You realized that the cards looked more solid than the other objects on the table.//[[You tried to touch them.|Touch the cards]] <</if>>[[You moved aside.|Courtain room]]

<><<if $investigation[0] == "Olivier">><<set $investigation1=$they.oliviaFemaleName>><</if>> <<if $investigation[0] == "Caroline">><<set $investigation1=$they.carlFemaleName>><</if>> <<if $investigation[0] == "Robert">><<set $investigation1=$they.robertName>><</if>> <<if $investigation[0] == "Martha">><<set $investigation1=$they.marthaFemaleName>><</if>> <<if $investigation[1] == "Olivier">><<set $investigation2=$they.oliviaFemaleName>><</if>> <<if $investigation[1] == "Caroline">><<set $investigation2=$they.carlFemaleName>><</if>> <<if $investigation[1] == "Robert">><<set $investigation2=$they.robertName>><</if>> <<if $investigation[1] == "Martha">><<set $investigation2=$they.marthaFemaleName>><</if>><><><<if visited("Reflections after second dream")==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>><><<if visited("Reflections after second dream")==1>>When the first bell rang,you sat in your place and kept thinking. The second dream confirmed that ''Auntie'' was still interested in you. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was clearly becoming a boy, so the Parity still was disturbed. ''Auntie'' needed to hug another boy after she transformed ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''. You had even more reasons to believe that your manhood was at stake. <><<if visited("They faul you")>> Firstly, there was a short moment you already were transformed. Then, in the field. You didn't know why ''Auntie'' backed off.<</if>><<if visited("Watch")>> You saw yourself as a girl in the mirror and your reflection said you'd be transformed soon.<</if>><<if visited("Stop her")>> The "devil" in the suit clearly suggested that you could find yourself in ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' position.<</if>><<if visited("Bimbo-Pauline")>> You saw yourself as ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' whore in the dream.<</if>><> ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' constantly acted like you would transform quickly. Well, on the other hand, he was quite a bad source so far. The situation with the dicks pics obviously knocked him off his game. He was... how to put it... resentful. He looked like a little kid who tried to show the whole world when he was treated unfairly. It was even more creepy than his grins.<><<if $beAgirl==true>> The transformation itself didn't worry you much. There were situations in which you wanted it to happen. But ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' plot wasn't about turning you into a girl. He had certain expectations about what kind of woman you'd become. You experienced the power of ''Auntie's'' will. How long could you resist if she made a deal with ''<<print $they.robertName>>''?<</if>><> You looked around. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' sat next to you. She... Yes, you still referred to her as a girl, but if you didn't know her you'd say she was a boy already. She was handling the situation very well. Her sarcastic smile and sharp retorts answering the comments made an impression that she had everything under control. You couldn't tell if she had been pretending well. On the other hand, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' acted like a victim. She sat in the last row of the classroom. She was terrified and didn't answer the nasty comments. And clearly, she didn't sleep well last night. And of course there was ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', dazzling as always. <<if visited("Your friends")>>It was her who warned you yesterday, but clearly her part -- or a knowledge, at least -- was more important than she had already showed.<<else>>You still thought about the moment you were staring at her during the math lesson. Was she involved somehow?<</if>> One thing was certain. As ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' grew a cock and ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' didn't get his girl, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was the only proof of the existence of deals with ''Auntie.'' <</if>>You decided to keep your eye on ''<<print $investigation1>>'' and ''<<print $investigation2>>''.<><<if $investigation.length gte 2 or $investigation.contains("Caroline")>><<else>>[[$they.carlFemaleName|Investigation: Caroline]] <</if>> <<if $investigation.length gte 2 or $investigation.contains("Robert")>><<else>>[[$they.robertName|Investigation: Robert]] <</if>> <<if $investigation.length gte 2 or $investigation.contains("Martha")>><<else>>[[$they.marthaFemaleName|Investigation: Martha]] <</if>> <<if $investigation.length gte 2 or $investigation.contains("Olivier")>><<else>>[[$they.oliviaFemaleName|Investigation Olivia/Olivier]] <</if>> <<if $investigation.length gte 2>>[[The school day started.|First break]] [[Repeat choices|Repeat choices of the followed]]<<else>><div align="center"><div class="hintboxOwn">You can choose 2 characters you will follow during this chapter.</div><</if>><>

<><<anger $auntie>><<set $count = $count+1>><>You smiled widely. You felt warm when you looked at them. Your father took care of you your whole childhood. Nowadays, more and more fathers took parental leave, but 15 years ago your father was a sensation and the object of jokes. But it worked. Your mother could make up college and start her career. Your father cooked and cleaned, and as a graphic artist he didn't need a formal education to earn money. "Come here," he said. He hugged ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' with one hand and reached out the second one to ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', who until then was observing this with a sadness on his always too serious face. The boy hugged him hard, awkward, desperately. You could see tears in his eyes. "Listen, both of you. What is the first rule of being a happy man? Mmm? ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''?" "We don't listen to stupid people," she muttered and giggled between sobs. Your father kissed her on the forehead. You smiled. He still repeated this "golden rule". "That's my clever girl! You can't do something if it is dangerous, if you are too young to do so, or you promise to not do something. But hey! Even if pirates haven't played with dolls yet, you'll be the first pirate who does. That's all. If people didn't do new things, we'd still live in caves." "Some people act like they still live in caves," ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' said. Your father laughed and stroked his hair. "We are not them!" He was holding this uncomfortable position for too long. When he wanted to stand up, he lost his balance and fell into the water with two squealing toddlers. There were a lot of screams and splashing. They had a great time. You realized that your father looked different. There was some aura around him. Something... glowing. Your father glowed and this shine increased. You had to close your eyes and when you opened them...[[...you woke up.|Glowing father]]

<<set $investigation = []>><<set $investigation1="">><<set $investigation2="">> <<goto "Reflections after second dream">>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Observing ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was an easy task for you. The jock acted like a daydreamer. He was even bumping into people when he was walking through the corridors. He stopped sometimes abruptly and listened carefully. Once or twice you heard him repeating: "Tick-tock, tick-tock..." Something changed after the second lesson. During the break, he left the classroom quickly. You followed him. He went in the direction of the gym. He stopped next to the girls' restroom where ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was transformed. He opened the door. You heard girls' squeaks, so evidently, it was occupied. Three freshman girls ran out. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' didn't close the door behind him. You sneaked and peeked. He stood in front of every mirror in the restroom. <<if visited("Stay still")>>You realized what he was looking for. The mirror you <<if $mirrorBreak ==true>>broke. He stood in front of the empty place where it hung yet yesterday. He touched that place. Then he turned his head to the window. He walked slowly, carefully. You realized he didn't touch the edges of the tiles on the floor, like a small child. He looked out the window. You backed off and hid behind the pillar. You saw him leaving the restroom. You followed him. You both left the school building. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' rummaged in the pieces of the broken mirror. You could barely use another word to describe his actions. He was desperate. His stooped back and focused look reminded you of some humanoid creature rather than a human being.<<else>>saw your girl reflection in. He found it.<</if>><<else>>He chose one.<</if>><> <<if $mirrorBreak ==false>>He looked in the mirror with some maniacal intensity. He was grinning creepily. He got closer, he nearly touched it with his nose. With disgust, you saw that he was drooling. "Hey, what are you doing here, you perv?!" you heard some voice shout. A senior year girl evidently wanted to use the restroom. She passed you by, then she backed off, looking at you shocked. You smiled sarcastically. She left quickly. Then ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' screamed. You jumped. In his cry sounded pure despair. You looked at him again. He desperately tried to back off, but he seemed to be held by some force. He couldn't even close his eyes. "No! No! No! No! It's not me! I'm not a fag! Stop it! Stop! I won't... I don't..." You even saw tears in his eyes! You didn't know what had happened, but you'd never seen a man so scared in your life. But it was just for a moment. Then you saw fury. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' couldn't back off. But he could move forward. He jumped and hit the mirror with his own head! The mirror smashed into thousands of pieces. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was bleeding and panting. But he was smiling. It was the same creepy grin you saw before. "Yeah! That's more I like it!" Then <</if>><>''<<print $they.robertName>>'' took one of the bigger pieces of the mirror. He also grabbed some smaller pieces before rejecting them. You noticed he tried not to look directly at the bigger piece he had chosen. He wrapped his t-shirt around it. Then he left.[[You decided to take a piece.|Take a piece]] [[You went to the lecture.|The project]]

<><<set $backto = "You broke up with her">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You were fighting constantly. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' never forgot and never forgave. She had angry issues and eating disorder. Sometimes she was aggresive, the other time auto-aggresive. You couldn't handle this. She humiliated you in front of friends and family, then she cried histerically how the bad person she was. But you couldn't give up on her. You loved her and you were responsible for her. She was ill but she would get better, you were certain. It was a time you discovered "Celtic Maidens". The band covered "500 miles". You were sure that was a song about you and ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. Then she wrote you an e-mail in which she pointed out all your mistakes. She said that the relationship with you was a waste of time and wished you good luck.<><<if not visited("Justin")>>[[Justin]] <</if>> <<if visited("Justin") and visited("Dorothy")>>You sighed. One photo, so many memories. [[You left a photo on the wall.|Leave it on the wall]] [[You took a photo off the wall.|Take it off]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $backto = "Show it Olivia">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You showed it to ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. Her eyes bulged out. Then she laughed loudly. "Come on, ''<<print $they.robertName>>''!" she exclaimed. "You're calling this a cock? Mine is far larger and I don't send photos of it to random people!" Of course, such a statement drew attention. Students looked in her and ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' direction. The jock blushed furiously. People wanted to know the details. When ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' explained that he sent those photos, not to her, but to you, a guy, there were more comments and laughs. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' hadn’t gotten used to being the object of jokes. He retreated and didn't show up again until the bell rang. "You know you humiliated him, right?" you asked her. She shrugged. "Really? Girls are teasing other girls with smaller tits all the time, you know. Boys too. I heard it constantly since middle school." "Everyone can see girls' boobs. The size of a penis is... well... a private thing." She snorted. "Double standards." You sighed. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was acting even more impulsive than usual during her changes. That was another thing you should think about.[[One of many things worthy to be considered.|Reflections after second dream]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>"OK. You won! Screw it." You bulged your eyes out. You didn't really think it would work. "Really? Will you leave me alone?" He nodded and winced. "I fucked up. You won't be my girl. Shame, but I won't change your mind. So I give up." You didn't mean to thank him, but it was interesting to see ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' in that mood. He was thoughtful. Then he winced. "I had to do... I did..." "You don't say if you don't want," you said. You for sure didn't want to be his therapist right now. "But you can hear! If you heard... I'm not a fag!" he exclaimed. You shrugged. "I don't care. Any words don't change my opinion about you." Because he was a sick son of the bitch. But actually, he cheered up a little. You rolled your eyes. But ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' continued after the moment: "I am not a fag! I did it to get a girl! You can do a crazy shit to get a girl you love." "Love?" you snorted. "That bimbo? You wanted her. Not her love. Ah, whatever. I don't really want to talk about it." The jock got up from your bed. He started to walk around. "They set me up. They fooled me. Everybody." "Well, at least you didn't end like ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''," you said. "Yeah, I don't have pussy. Ehhh..." he sighed. He looked at you. "We would fuck right now. I would treat you well, you know. I can make a girl happy." You winced. "Dude, stop it," you said. "It's weird enough that you are sitting naked in my room." "Yeah, you are right. But this is girly room, so it's not so weird..." You didn't know what to do. You didn't know how long you'd get stuck in this dream with such entertaining company. You sighed and took your phone. You wondered if you had WI-FI in the void. Your phone buzzed. You realized it wasn't in a dream. You...[[...finally woke up!|Martha's call]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $oliverCock= true>><>You stared at her cock. It was something that looked totally out of place. You couldn't say that ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' had killer legs. She was more thin and tall than curvy. But she shaved her legs, and she had some hips. This cock looked like it had been photoshopped onto to her. And, as you noticed, it was big. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' touched it and it bounced. It was half erect, and her balls seemed heavy. "It's weird," she said with disgust. "And it's... alive. All the way here I had the impression that I had some parasyte attached. You know, pressed by my panties and trousers..." She shivered then breathed heavily. "Ok, that's weirder. Talking with you about my cock. My cock," she repeated, like she couldn't believe it. You realized that you had stared at her manhood longer than you probably should. You'd never looked so carefully at a cock other than yours. You turned around. "Yeah, you know... They are quite autonomous. You know, the temperature, your mood... Your thoughts, of course..." You cleared your throat. You both felt the awkwardness of this situation. She sighed. "Nothing fits to cover it. Girl panties are quite tight in the front, you know." "You can use the towel," you suggested. She nodded. <<if visited("Wait for Oliver")>>"Wait for me in the kitchen," she said. The kitchen was tiny, but there were two wobbly chairs. There was also a painting of Our Lady Nursing, which (as ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' parents believed) protected from hunger.<<else>>"I'll be right back."<</if>> ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' came back after a few moments with a purple towel wrapped around her waist. She lit a cigarette. "Your mother will be mad," you reminded her. She rolled her eyes. "She will live." But she opened the window and stood next to it. She was bothered. "So, the best day of my life just became fucked up," she said. "I wonder..."[["...if it was you or me?"|It was you or me]]

<><<set $backto = "Stop her">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<anger $auntie>> <<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><>You acted friendly with ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''.You stepped forward. "''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''!" ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' turned around, panicked. You saw her face was covered with heavy make-up. She looked... sluttier. "What the fuck?!" The tall man patted her head again. "Don't bother, sis. Get used to the audience during the play. ''Auntie'' pays more for when you show off a little." ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' didn't look convinced. She still looked at you with anger and hate. "''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''!" you exclaimed, then stopped. What would you tell her? You had a hunch that she should run from this man, from this place. But what would you shout? "Run"? "Come with me"? The tall man smiled slyly. He put his hand on ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' head and turned her to his cock. She started to lick it. <<if $dreamSex==true>>"Don't be too severe with her, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," he said. "I know what you’re capable of. You <<if visited("In public")>>screwed in front of the whole school.<<else>>fell upon the first girl who wanted to fuck you. You didn't even let her finish the sentence.<</if>> I can't wait for your second date. You’re no better ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. Or... Maybe will you be at certain things?"<<else>>"As you see, ''<<print $you.maleName>>'', some people are more fun on their first dates than you," he said. "But I believe you'll warm up soon. Maybe you'll be a better cocksucker than our little ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''." <</if>> You clenched your fists and stepped forward. You tried to strike his insolent face, but your arm went through it. He laughed. <<if visited("You are the man")>>"Fuck!" "Talkative as always!" <<elseif visited("Olivia's initiative")>>Then he blew you a kiss and said: "Later..." <<else>> "You can't kill a dream!" he exclaimed.<</if>> [[Everything faded. You found yourself in the curtain room again.|Courtain room]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You knew that being changed into girl was a constant threat since you'd crossed a threshold of ''Rosset High School''. You saw hugged girls, you saw transformed boys. You knew ''Auntie'' was real and that her powers could change your life drastically. You looked back at those two days (just two days? So many happened...). You went through so much. Humiliation, physical and psychological violence, even sexual harassment. Your bullies wanted you to be a victim. Your value was questioned. Well, there you were. There was an alien space around you. But you remained you. And you were sure that you'd be yourself even when you'd change. You decided not to give up. Everything around you was a lie. A lie that covered the minds of your relatives. The lie that replaced the truth about you and your life. You knew that every change could be reversed. ''Auntie'' changed genders in both ways. So even if you had to be ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' to the world, it wasn't an irrevocable statement. You somehow manage to change back. You looked around. It looked like you were in the last set of boyish clothes. That wasn't a good start for a fight. Some objects in your room didn't change. [[You had to check everything.|Your girly room]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $pieceOfMirror=true>><<anger $auntie>><>You decided that you should take a piece. Apparently, it was something important. So you did the same as him. You took your shirt off and looked for a bigger piece. It wasn't easy. The mirror had been smashed into thousands of fragments. Most of them were tiny. But you eventually found one which looked promising. You wrapped your shirt around it and put it into your backpack. Then you went to the gym, because...[[...the lecture was about to start.|The project]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You took the photo off. You'd decide about your room's decorations. You put the photo into the drawer. [[Your turn]]

<><<set $backto = "Take my chances">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><>''<<print $they.robertName>>'' had this creepy grin on his face. "Hello, ladies. Hi, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. I want to show you something," he said and pulled his cock out. You looked at him with disgust. "Yeah, I think you showed it before." ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' bit his lip, but he didn't hide his dick. He was clearly waiting for something. You looked at him, then you looked at ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', who laughed loudly. "Oh, my God! It was so subtle!" she exclaimed. "''<<print $you.maleName>>'', you should start sucking his dick right now!" "Well..." you cleared your throat. "Uhm... I don't feel like sucking a cock. I know it's a big disappointment for you." ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' pulled a face. He hid his member. The situation was so absurd that put you in a good mood. "Let's say it, ''<<print $they.robertName>>''," you continued sarcastically. "You and me..." -- you pointed at him and you, then shrugged -- "It'll never work! I can't say that it's about me and not about you... Because it's all about you. You are the biggest creep I ever met. And when I tell: bigger, I don't talk about the size of your cock. However, I've seen bigger dicks in my life." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' laughed openly. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' winced. "''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' showed you her cock, didn't she?" he snapped. "You'll be her bitch as always, won't you? And I'll end up with nothing! After everything I did!" "What did you do, ''<<print $they.robertName>>''?" she asked sweetly. "Maybe you should tell ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' how real ritual looked like? He will be really touched by your story." His face went pale. You looked at him with interest. "You've got my attention. I can barely wait." He bit his lip again. "Well, maybe later. Let's face it, ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. That all "showing-a-dick-to-enslave-thing" is bullshit. You've believed in the most idiotic gossip about the Parity. ''Auntie'' was a feminist, remember? She wouldn't let any girl be enslaved by looking at some cock. ''Auntie'' claimed that man should earn his woman. Did you work hard enough to deserve your own whore?" He stepped forward, angry. "Shut up, bitch! You know what I had to do! I won't let anybody rob me!" "Nobody can rob you from your precious memories. And if you don't want all school to know about your... adventures, you'll back off." He stepped back. He was angry, but also scared. Without a word, he turned around and left. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' snorted. "Boys," she muttered. Then she smiled maliciously. "One thing bugs me, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. Is ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' cock really bigger than his?" You rolled your eyes. "I'm getting really tired of discussing other boys' cocks." She giggled.[[Day went on.|Oliver transformed]]

<><<set $backto = "Talk to him">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><<set $yourScore = $player.Popularity-$auntie.Anger>><>"You can't have me," you said. "You won't have me. You see that, don't you?" ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' pulled a face, but he didn't answer. "Let me sum up," you said pretending to be more confident than you actually felt you were. "You did some shit. <><<if visited("Take my chances")>>Some weird shit, as ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' said. <</if>><>But you fucked up. Nothing helped. You <<if visited("Made you wear it")>>forced me to wear a bra<<else>>wanted to force me to wear a bra<</if>>, you kept calling me a girl, you treated my as your slut. You harrased me. You sent me photos of your dick. <><<if visited("They faul you")>>You kissed me however you knew I didn't want you. <</if>><>I know a few people who humiliated me more for such a short time. You said you did to get your girl. Fuck! I know what of girl you wanted me to be, so I'm really grateful you didn't success. But I think I understand why you fucked up. You don't know shit, man, about those all ''Auntie'' things. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' already got what he deserved. If you don't stop, you may regret it. Just fuck off, man." <div class="hintboxOwn"><>''Your Popularity- Auntie's Anger:'' <<print $yourScore>> <<if visited("Just throw it away") or visited("Make him wear it")>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore+1>><>You didn't avoid the quarrel with bra, but they didn't make you wear it. ''+1'' <</if>> <<if $approaches.contains(3)>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore+1>><>You are ''Flashy''. ''+1'' <</if>> <<if $approaches.contains(2)>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore+1>><>You are ''Clever''. ''+1'' <</if>> <<if visited("Robert's rhytm")>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore+1>><>You know ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' rhythm. ''+1'' <</if>> <<if $clockDestroy ==2>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore+1>><>You destroyed a clock. ''+1'' <</if>> <<if visited("Play aggresively")>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore+1>>You faced him during the game.<>''+1'' <</if>> <<if $mirrorBreak == true>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore+1>><>You broke the mirror. ''+1'' <</if>> <<if $pieceOfMirror==true>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore+1>><>You took a piece of mirror. ''+1'' <</if>> <<if visited("Hide")>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore+1>>He was beaten by ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''.<>''+1'' <</if>> <<if visited("Made you wear it")>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore-1>><> They made you wear a bra. ''-1'' <</if>> <<if visited("They faul you")>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore-1>><> He kissed you. ''-1'' <</if>> <<if $mirrorBreak == false>><><<set $yourScore=$yourScore-1>><> You didn't break the mirror. ''-1'' <</if>><> <div align="center"><<print $yourScore>>/5 - your score</div></div><<if $yourScore gte 5>>[[You persuaded him.|Some reason]]<<else>>[[He threw himself at you.|Beaten]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You turned around immidietaly. "Hey, what are you doing?" you exclaimed. "Cover yourself!" ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' scoffed. "Such a prude! Is it something you haven't seen before? You must be very shy at showers." <<if $player.Condition gt 0 and $player.Popularity gt 0 or $player.Condition gte 2 or $player.Popularity gte 2>>You weren't. You were quite proud of the size of your cock.<<else>>Well, you were, but it wasn't important.<</if>> ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' sighed. "Nothing fits. Girl panties are quite tight in the front, you know." "Use the towel!" you suggested. <>"Oh, finally you are useful." <<if visited("Wait for Oliver")>>Let's sit down in the kitchen. I'll be right back." The kitchen was tiny, but there were two wobbly chairs. There was also a painting of Our Lady Nursing, which (as ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' parents believed) protected from hunger.<</if>><> ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' came back after a few moments with a purple towel wrapped around her waist. She lit a cigarette. "Your mother will be mad," you reminded her. She rolled her eyes. "She will live." But she opened the window and stood next to it. She was bothered. "So, the best day of my life just became fucked up," she said. "I wonder..."[["...if it was you or me?"|It was you or me]]

<><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $backto = "Tell the truth">><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You cleared your throat. "Well, I... I was still thinking about your cock," you said blushing furiously. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>’s'' eyes bulged out. She corrected the towel and gave you a surprising look. "Ummm... I won't ask why... No, I'll ask. Did you want to change something about it?" You didn't feel comfortable. "No, I've just... ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', for Christ’s sake! You've grown a dick! There is some fucking crazy magic in the air! How could you be so calm about it? I can't just think about something else. You're turning into a boy!" She lit another cigarette. "Yeah. I think I am. And about it..." -- she pointed at her groin -- "Ummm... I think it was me. When you tried to be funny, I thought about... Fuck you!" She directed this comment to her phone which...[[...started to buzz again.|2nd chap go home]]

<<set $resistance = $resistance -1>> <<if $resistance gt 0>><<goto "Try not to sleep">><<else>><<goto "Third dream">><</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You really were into Celtic music. It was quite popular among people your age, especially among girls. Well, that was the sign of your times. Young people in your country either learned Korean and Japanese and tried to draw their own manga, or they were into folk music, and Celtic folk was the best. Slavic pride was awakened by the success of CD Projekt and Netflix's "The Witcher", but the Slavic folk music wasn't as good as Irish tunes. Adding the fact that Ireland was a popular country to emigrate to, the Green Island seemed to be close. The "Celtic Maidens" concert in your city was an important event. Maybe it wasn't top league music, but the tickets quickly sold out. You begged your father to buy you and your friends' tickets. Of course, he played it in his own wicked way. When you were 16, your father told you that you were mature enough to earn money for your hobbies. So he bought 6 tickets for all of you, but you were the only one who actually had to work to bring him the money back for your ticket. As the concert would be this Friday, many girls in your school asked you to resell the ticket to them. "Sorry, but I don't have more tickets. Ask ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', she got two and she doesn't have a date," you said. <<if $relations.Girls gt 2>>"Yeah, I asked her already," your classmate said and sighed. "She sold it already. But what about your date? You broke up with... What was her name..." "''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. Yeah. But I didn't take back the ticket from her. She’ll go with us." "Wow, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. Such a generous break-up present. And she treated you awfully, from I remember." It looked like you could receive a lot of compassion as long as you had the ticket for this concert. <><<if $logPrologue.PopularityBoys lte 2>>Generally, and oddly, after the math lesson your popularity seemed to somehow grow. Girls treated you better.<</if>><><<else>>After this declaration, the girls stopped being nice to you. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' messed with some of them, but you knew she sold her ticket a long time ago. The girls’ jealousy caused them to be as horrible as the boys usually were. So you heard about how shitty the music you listened to is, that you would be raped at this concert as all the men here were homo, and that you had to buy those tickets to bribe some people to hang out with you. You kind of got used to the comments, but you were sure that if you were more popular, the same girls would say that it is sweet that there was a boy who listened to such good music.<</if>><><<if $investigation.contains("Robert")>>//You noticed that ''<<print $they.robertName>>''...//[[...was sneaking away.|Robert and the mirror]] <</if>><>[[You went to the lecture.|The project]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>For your third lesson of the day, you went to the gym. Your teacher said that you'd have some historical lecture with a guy from the Institute of National Remembrance. There were also three other classes, all with a humanistic profile. It was going to be a loose lesson of history with some boring PowerPoint presentation. You sat down on the floor. The speaker was already there. Surprisingly, he was young and dressed casually. He smiled at you with the placable smile of a former convict of the education system who still remembered how to be a high school student. "Ok, I think we’ll start," he said and cleared his throat. He introduced himself, but nobody cared. "I was told that you are the class with a humanistic profile, so I assume you are interested in history... Or at least a good grade from the history exam. Your school joined our project about the local places of remembrance. Your district is very interesting because many places remain unknown. Some of you literally live in graveyards. More specifically, above the mass graves of the victims of the Communist regime." He showed you some photos. They were of skulls extracted from under the pavement. There were scratched inscriptions in old bricks in the cluttered basements. The rusted door covered with sheet metal thrown in the trash. Then he showed you a picture of the upper half of a human skeleton. To reveal it the archeologists had to take off the pavement. Under the waist was a rusted bench. "Do you recognize this place?" he asked. Students ignored him completely. Most of them scrolled on their phones or kept staring into space. "This is our school." The loud and calm tone of ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' voice woke everyone up. Students looked at the board. The speaker smiled. "Thank you. This skeleton is still here. The rest of this man lays in a private plot. We tried to get a warrant, but until then you'll have him... or her, of course. The law forbids the exhumation of incomplete remains if there is a chance to perform a complete exhumation." "So... You dug him up and then... put him back?" He smiled wider. "Exactly. Thank you for the summary. This is the edge of your schoolyard." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looked shocked. You hadn’t seen her so moved since... Well, a long time. "Sadly, it's not an exception. It's common here. This district gained importance because of the new line of the subway. The developers build new housing estates, and they renovate old buildings. Those who invest their money here don't want delays. They don't report bones and other objects the workers have found. And people who want to move here don't want to live on a former mass grave... So, the potential places of remembrance are being destroyed every day, because some rich people want to be richer sooner rather than later, and some other people are afraid of living in potentially haunted places." He chuckled because of this last comment, but students didn't join him. In ''Rosset High School'' no one made fun of haunted buildings.<><<if $investigation.contains("Olivier")>>//You saw ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' shivered. She looked at her arms. They were becoming more muscular and they were covered with quite thick hair. She was looking at her changes with a mix of disbelief and fascination.//[[She looked practically like a boy now.|The transformation of Olivia]] <</if>><>[[The long break.|Break outside]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>The transformation of ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was slow. After the first lesson she lost the shreds of her feminine figure. During the break her haircut got shorter. When she was reading her homework, her voice got lower every sentence, however remained quite high for a boy. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' avoided ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. She ignored all the comments, glances, and smiles. She wanted to get comfortable with her new body. It wasn't easy. She didn't know what to do with her legs when she sat in the class. Her new genitals caused her constant problems and she was clearly ashamed to touch them. She was taller than all the girls and most of the boys, so she felt like she was walking on display. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' finally provoked ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' reaction. It was just after the lecture, when your friend gained some muscles. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' touched her new assets with an indistinct expression on her face. "What poetic justice," ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' hissed. "What?" "You have always been a dick, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', so it was a matter of time before you grew one." ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' looked at her for a while. "Since you have always been a bitch, I think Auntie will make you fuck the whole kennel someday." To your surprise, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' actually looked struck. How did you act during ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' transformation?[[You made some fun of her.|Laugh at her/him]] <<flashy $display>> [[You were a supportive friend.|Be supportive friend]] <<careful $display>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You fell asleep. In the beginning, you had some ordinary dreams you didn't remember when finally woke up. The action of the most important part of the dream took place in your room. Actually, you dreamed that you woke up. It wasn't a normal awakening. You felt something in your mouth. Something hard and musky. You tried to spit it up, but it didn't work. You heard a single moan and you rapidly opened your eyes. You saw a muscular stomach. You saw a cock also, at least that part you didn't have in your own mouth. You jumped out, shocked. You pulled this cock out your mouth. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' chuckled. He was in your room, completely naked. <><<if $mirrorBreak == false>>He took off bandages so you could see wounds on his forehead.<</if>><> ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' devoured you with his eyes. You looked at yourself but you were still you. <><<if visited("Bimbo-Pauline")>>No sign of being bimbo you saw last night. <</if>><> "Alone at least," he said. "Let's prepare you. You should look like a proper slut." He took a piece of mirror. You looked at the door, calculating the distance. He hurt himself, so his fingers were bleeding. <><<if visited("Robert and the mirror") or visited("Stay still")>>You were more than aware that this mirror had some powers and you had no intentions to look into it. <</if>><> He leaned over you. You were prepared. You kicked him hard and ran to the door. You opened them and gasped. There was nothing behind them. You couldn't really say that this void you were looking at was black. It was... nothing. Just nothing. You turned around and closed that door, leaving the nothingness behind you. Did this room was the only solid place in the void? You looked at the window, but it was covered. In fact, it was covered by a heavy, red curtain... ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was laughing. He was huge and menacing. His cock grew even more. You tried not to look at it, but it was hard to look away. "Do you like what you see, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''?"<<if $oliverCock==true and $auntie.Anger gt 0>>[[Yes, but you thought about other cock.|Fascination]]<<else>>[[Not a chance.|Disgust]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<if $skirtOn.length gt 0 or $dressOn.length gt 0>><<feminineClothes $player>><</if>><<if $auntie.Defiance gt 0>><<set $resistance = $player.Condition+1>><<else>><<set $resistance = $player.Condition+$player.Privacy-1>><</if>><<if visited("Jump")>><<set $resistance = $resistance-1>><</if>> <<if visited("Play basketball")>><<set $resistance = $resistance-1>><</if>><<if visited("Call Olivia")>><<set $resistance = $resistance-1>><<else>><<set $resistance = $resistance+1>><</if>><>So, it happened. The last evening as a boy. It was strangely calm and peaceful. You did your homework. You spent even some time with your parents. Your father continued his ritual of finishing the project. He usually watched some of his favorite musicals: "Hair", "Jesus Christ Superstar" or "Fiddler of the roof". This evening he decided to watch "Hamilton" for the first time. Even your mother seemed to have a good fun. She didn't pick up any phones and she looked relaxed. You even watched the beginning with them. Well, maybe you'd watch it later with your friends. "Hamilton" was a quite popular but because it was so popular you didn't watch it yet. But it was a strange evening. You felt like you'd wait for a flight or a train. You often checked the time, nervous. The reality shifted again when you took a shower. Earlier you noticed that you had a lot of cosmetics you didn't have. Now your last set of the old clothes you had before changed. As a girl, you'd wear today a dark green top, white panties, white bra and socks with clovers. <<if visited("Struggle")>>Luckily, your father lived with you and his clothes dried. You wore his boxers.<<else>>You wore grey shorts that didn't really fit.<</if>> You didn't wear any shirt or t-shirt.[[You decided not to sleep today.|Try not to sleep]] [[You fell asleep.|Third dream]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><><><<if visited("Dick quarrel") and not visited("Back off from the accuse")>>Stupid quarrel. Stupid ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. And you were stupid too. Damn it! You were losing your mind because of this stress and your best friend was a little help! Ok, she... he... Damn it! He. You saw his dick, for Christ's sake! It was a rather poor level of gender identity in the twenty-first century, but you needed something. He. You felt bad about this quarrel. You weren't more sure than you had been before you started it. ''Auntie'' didn't change you during school, but she didn't change any of the boys. Something was in motion, but you didn't have the slightest idea what to do about it. <</if>><>After school you went home. You climbed on the fourth floor to your flat. You heard muffled, but still loud music. Your father had to finish his big project and now he was celebrating. It was the whole ritual, but the central point was watching the remastered version of the concert Led Zeppelin played at Madison Square Garden in 1973. You could probably tell the course of the concert minute after minute. You opened the door and you were stunned by "Stairway to Heaven" in HD quality. You smelled also the delicious aroma from the kitchen. Your father cooked well. As the iron rule of your father claimed: "No talking when Zeppelin is playing", you just waved him and went to your room. Then the three things happened that shocked you completely. First thing, it wasn't your room. You looked at the light-blue walls and white furniture. There was a big stuffed unicorn laying on your bed. The bedding was purple. And the notebook was pink. It was definitely a girly room. Second thing, your father paused the concert to talk with you. It was probably the scariest thing, as you didn't remember a single moment like that. Finally, he gently kissed you on the cheek and said: "Hello, sweetie. Can you take your clothes off a dryer? Dinner in the minute." He never called you "sweetie" in your whole life. "Sure, dad," you mumbled. You took off your backpack, thunderstruck. You went to the bathroom and washed your hand. Then you look at the dryer. You didn't recognize the clothes that hung there. No, wait. It was a t-shirt with the Jurassic Park logo you bought at the convention last year. But you remembered it as black, this one's color was more like graphite. And it was smaller. And, as you pulled it up, it was definitely a women's t-shirt. You looked at the lingerie that was still drying. Some of these panties and bras belonged to your mother, but you saw only your father's boxers and socks. So, you assumed, the rest was yours. You looked at those lacy bras, panties, and colorful socks. You saw even a pair of a black thong. You took those girl clothes to the bowl and take them to the room. You sat on the chair, still shocked. Of course, you knew what that meant. Then you heard your father saying: "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''..." [[...dinner's waiting!|Dinner with dad]]

<><<anger $auntie>><<set $backto = "Touch it">><<set $count = $count+1>><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You stepped forward. Breaking this mirror looked like a good idea. Then you noticed that the slut stepped back. It was a thing you'd expect of your reflection, but one glance at her face told you she wasn't pleased by your move. She was afraid. "Wait!" she exclaimed. You smirked. "Why should I?" you sneered. You made another step and then she backed off. A smart brain wasn't a trait ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' had. She was invented for other purposes. She flashed you with her most slutty face. "Turn around! I'll leave this mirror and... and we could fuck!" She revealed her huge tits even more and bounced them. You had to admit that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' imagined two masterpieces. The darker areolas were just the perfect background for her perky, erect nipples. But you took your shirt and pulled it. The reflection had to cover herself. ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' squeaked. You stood in front of the mirror. You noticed the tears that ruined her heavy makeup. "You don't deserve him! You don't know what he did to get you!" "To get me or to get you?" you asked and touched the mirror. Your hand went through, but it changed. She blurred, then melted. When you backed off, your reflection looked different. It was still a girl. <<if visited("Watch")>>You saw her before. It was the girl you saw in the mirror in the girls' restroom.<<else>>The girl in the mirror could be your twin sister. Well, your good looking twin sister. She had your blue eyes and dirty-blond hair, however it was a little lighter. You could see some resemblance in the shape of the nose and lips, but they were much more delicate than yours. You couldn't help but look lower. ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' made you think about breasts. But this ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' was a cute girl next door. Her breasts were average size, probably between B and C cups. <</if>> She was just the reflection in the mirror. There was no life in her. It had to be one of ''Auntie's'' tricks. It reminded you of how she tried to influence your mind. But, well, that reflection couldn't harm you. You sighed and smiled. She had a nice smile. [[You came back to the middle of the room.|Courtain room]]

<><<set $backto = "Touch the cards">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><>Those cards looked... different. You thought about old animations, when the moving elements were set on a still background. It was easy to guess which objects would move in the beginning of the scene. Here it was the opposite. Those cards on the table seemed to be the only solid objects. Everything else was an illusion. You couldn't see through it, but you were sure it was some kind of decoration. The cards were real. Real and important. You touched one of them. Your hand stopped at it. You touched the table, and your hand went through. You touched the card again. You felt the resistance. This didn't feel like a real card or any solid object. But something was there and you couldn't penetrate it. At least, not yet.[[You came back to the middle of the room.|Courtain room]]

<><<if visited("Try not to sleep")==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>><><div class="hint" align="center" style="width:250px;">''Your resistance'': <<print $resistance>></div>Maybe you weren't on set of "A Nightmare on Elm Street", but it turned out that dreams were exhausting. You were young, many times you couldn't sleep or sleep a few hours and remained focus and conscious. Luckily, you had a lot of coffee in your home. Your father was drinking liters of it while working on big projects. You didn't like the coffee he bought, it was definitely too strong and sour for you. You remembered what he said to you once: "I don't drink it because of its taste, but because of abilities to raise up the dead". You needed something like that. But well, you were tired. You saw and experienced many exhausting things. Maybe part of this tiredness was caused by ''Auntie''. Well, she was a demonic bitch that would change your life drastically, but you could be simply tired because of two stressful days. Time was passing slowly. Annoyingly, the whole Internet you scrolled was boring. Maybe you had to watch a film.<><<if visited("Try not to sleep") gte 2>> That was strange. You watched 3 films on the "Bug wars" channel and still were sleepy. Usually, the sight of scolopendra was enough to make your heart race, and the fight mantis versus scolopendra was like a spin-off of "Alien vs Predator". But you were yawning so hard that your jaw actually caused a strange clicky sound and ached a little.<</if>><<if visited("Try not to sleep")==3>> You opened the window. That was a cold April night. A light wind sobered you a little. This night reminded you of the night watches during scouts' camps. The difference was that you really didn't sleep all time. On those camps you kept a guard with ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' or ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' and you were napping in turns. Most of the night passed. Your clock beeped at 3.00 AM. Then...<</if>><><<if visited("Try not to sleep")==3>>[[...your phone buzzed.|Martha's call]]<<else>>[[You tried not to close your eyes!|Temptations]] [[You fell asleep.|Third dream]]<</if>>

<><<set $backto="Try them">><<if visited($backto)==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>><><div class="hintboxOwn">Since now you'll have the access to growing wardrobe of ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. There is a new important Stat: Feminine Clothes. When ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' gets used to some new assets in the wardrobe, she can wear more feminine (and revealing clothes). Some of them would even wear in public.</div>To wear a piece of cloth, you need to choose the category, then pick from a list below. ''Underwear:'' <<if $pantiesOn.length==0>>[[wear some panties!|Wear panties2]]<<else>><<print $pantiesOn>><</if>>, <<if $braOn.length==0>>[[wear a bra|Wear bra]]<<else>><<print $braOn>><</if>> ''Upper body:'' <<if $undershirtOn.length==0>>[[wear undershirt|Wear undershirt]]<<else>><<print $undershirtOn>><</if>>, <<if $shirtOn.length==0>>[[wear shirt|Wear shirt]]<<else>><<print $shirtOn>><</if>> <<if $beAgirl==true and $dressOn.length==0>>or [[wear a dress|Wear dress]]<</if>> ''Lower body:'' <<if $lowerbodyOn.length ==0>>[[wear pants|Wear lower body]] or [[wear skirt|Wear a skirt]]<<else>><<print $lowerbodyOn>><</if>> <<if $beAgirl==true and $dressOn.length==0>>or [[wear a dress|Wear dress]]<</if>> ''Feet:'' <<if $socksOn.length==0>>[[wear socks|Wear socks]]<<else>><<print $socksOn>><</if>>, <<if $shoesOn.length==0>>[[wear shoes|Wear shoes]]<<else>><<print $shoesOn>><</if>> [[Repeat|Repeat clothes]] <<clothes $player>> [[Your last evening.|This last evening]] <<if $beAgirl==true and visited("Actually, maybe it's not a bad idea at all?") and $dressOn.length gt 0>>[[Masturbation in clothes]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $backto = "Wait for Oliver">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You waited next to the door, in a rather gloomy hallway. There were three old bookshelves with books about religion. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' parents didn't read them. As she once said, books were good for people who wanted to know more. Her parents thought they knew everything. You listened carefully. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' breathed heavily. You heard some sobs, then mumbled swear words. <><<if $approaches.contains(1)>>//You understood some words. "You can do this... How could I fuck this up so badly..." //<</if>><>Finally, she opened the door so violently that you jumped. She was naked from the waist down. Between her legs, there was one of the biggest cocks you’d ever seen in your life, and from what you could tell it was only half erect.[[You turned around.|Tell her to cover]] [[You stared at her cock.|Stare at her cock]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>> <<set $pantiesOn=[]>> <<set $panties =[]>> <<set $braOn=[]>> <<set $bra=[]>> <<set $skirt=[]>> <<set $skirtOn=[]>> <<set $lowerbodyOn=[]>> <<set $lowerbody=[]>> <<set $undershirtOn=[]>> <<set $undershirt=[]>> <<set $socksOn=[]>> <<set $socks=[]>> <<set $shoesOn=[]>> <<set $shoes=[]>> <<set $shirtOn=[]>> <<set $shirt=[]>> <<set $undershirtOn=[]>> <<set $undershirt=[]>> <<set $dressOn=[]>> <<set $dress=[]>> <<set $panties.push("black panties")>> <<set $panties.push("thong")>> <<set $panties.push("white panties")>> <<set $bra.push("black bra")>> <<set $bra.push("white lacy bra")>> <<set $bra.push("sports bra")>> <<set $socks.push("black socks")>> <<set $socks.push("white socks")>> <<set $socks.push("colorful socks")>> <<set $lowerbody.push("jeans")>> <<set $lowerbody.push("capri pants")>> <<set $skirt.push("corduroy skirt")>> <<set $dress.push("flowery dress")>><<set $undershirt.push("white camisole")>> <<set $undershirt.push("Jurassic Park t-shirt")>> <<set $undershirt.push("beige tank top")>> <<set $undershirt.push("black t-shirt")>> <<set $shirt.push("green shirt")>> <<set $shirt.push("Stranger Things hoodie")>> <<set $shirt.push("blue and yellow floral print shirt")>> <<set $shirt.push("green blouse")>><> <div class="hintboxOwn">Your new dresses, skirts and trousers: <<print $lowerbody>>, <<print $skirt>>, <<print $dress>></div> <div class="hintboxOwn">Your new underwear and socks: <<print $panties>>, <<print $bra>>, <<print $socks>></div> <div class="hintboxOwn">Your new undershirt and shirt: <<print $undershirt>>, <<print $shirt>></div>Your wardrobe changed a lot. It was larger and there was a mirror on the inside of its door. On the left, there were three shelves and four drawers, on the right there were hangers with jackets and at least one dress. You thought that your wardrobe wasn't very feminine. You couldn't find any pink cloth. The colors remained yours - black, green, gray, and blue. You still had some of your more nerdy things, and even some new. You didn't have earlier this "Stranger Things" hoodie for sure. Apparently you had easier start than ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'', who ended with slutty skirts and tops. That was an ultimate proof that it wasn't ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' who stood behind your transformation. Well, that was the first sight.[[You looked closer.|Try them]] [[Your weren't interested.|This last evening]]

<><<set $backto = "You broke up with her">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><>You were fighting constantly. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' never forgot and never forgave. She had angry issues and eating disorder. Sometimes she was aggresive, the other time auto-aggresive. You couldn't handle this. She humiliated you in front of friends and family, then she cried histerically how the bad person she was. You broke up with her. You hesitated for a long time. You were scared that you'd hurt her more. That she'd have a psychotic break. When you finally tell her that you couldn't be together, she calmly thanked you for your time. She obviously didn't care. That was a painful experience for you.<><<if not visited("Justin")>>[[Justin]] <</if>> <<if visited("Justin") and visited("Dorothy")>>You sighed. One photo, so many memories. [[You left a photo on the wall.|Leave it on the wall]] [[You took a photo off the wall.|Take it off]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You were sure that in the reality your struggle with ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' would end in a few seconds. But it was a dream. Your dream. Your enemy was losing his strength quickly. You were wrestling for a while, but it was clear that you were winning. You saw fear in ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' eyes. Then you noticed something more. You would call it a shadow. You couldn't describe its shape, but clearly, it wasn't shapeless. He reminded you of thick steam. Maybe even not steam, but something between smoke and steam. This shadow was above us, under your lamp. Every moment you were winning you could see it was falling slowly. Finally it touched ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. At this moment the fight was over. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' let you go. He dropped on his kneels. He smiled widely, but you saw a terror in his eyes. "No, I'm not into boys... I'm not a f... homo," he said. He didn't look at you, but to someone who could stand next to you. "I lost a bet, you know. Besides, there are some things I want my girl to do to me... And she said that I have to do them myself first. Yeah, yeah. It's crazy. It's... crazy shit. What? Yeah, yeah, let's start..." You sat on your bed, stunning. You bulged your eyes out. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was giving a blow-job to not-exist person. His moves were really realistic, he got real hard mouth-fuck, he even choked for a moment. It wasn't something you watched every day. Then everything faded. [[The phone buzzed.|Martha's call]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You looked around. The stuffed unicorn dominated your bed. New furniture made the impression that everything changed, that your new room was cleaned out your things. But it wasn't. You realized with huge relief that your bookshelf didn't change at all. Still, you had your horror novels collections, RPG handbooks, and some fantasy books. The changes were subtle and rather positive. You didn't have some books you received as presents. Apparently, people didn't buy them for even such nerdy girl as ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. You would live without those all missed gifts. You had posters on the walls. Two of them you had earlier, but you didn't hang them - the album cover "Celtic maidens" and "Firefly". You bought them at the same convention where you bought a t-shirt with Jurassic Park's logo. It was the only time you were led away by the desire to possess gadgets of films and bands you were a great fan of. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' said then that you turned into a werenerd. As you bought those things, you didn't really want to display them. Apparently, as a girl, you had other ideas. You found some birthday cards in your drawer. It turned out that a stuffed unicorn was present for your 18th birthday. Judging from a note that this toy your friends buy to get some stallion in your adult life, it could be much worse. Well, maybe you'd find much worse presents anyway. There were new things. You had some colorful boxes on the parapet. Cactus in your room was in the shiny flower pot. The bedside lamp was decorated with flowers. You found earrings next to it, but they were nice and simple. The mirror was something new too. You couldn't remember you saw it somewhere before. It looked old. Old and expensive. It was big enough that you could see yourself head-to-toe. But there was something that changed even more.[[Your wardrobe.|Wardrobe]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You sighed and looked around. Your girly room was remade with some taste and subtlety, so you could assume that it wasn't ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' who stood behind your transformation. He fucked up with his ritual just like ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' did. He wanted you to wear a bra. He sent you dicks pics. He constantly named you a girl. But everything didn't work. <<if visited("Bimbo-Pauline")>>The bimbo he created would stay just the reflection of his sick mind.<</if>> It looked like two of your bullies, ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' and ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'', paid the price for drawing ''Auntie's'' attention. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', on the other hand, seemed to be well so far. She was a stronger person than the boys, that was so sure. How this would play out? Well, one thing was for sure. To your father you already were ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. You hadn't suddenly changed into a girl, the changes were slower, so you weren't hugged as ordinary outnumbered students in the school. But the changes already started. In a short time, you'd have a vagina, breasts, and so on. And for most people, you knew you were a girl your whole life... You looked at yourself in this new, unfamiliar mirror. It was probably the last evening you looked like that. How did you feel about it?[[You accepted that you'd change into a girl.|Accept fate]] [[They could take your balls, but it didn't change who you really were.|Struggle]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<if $feminineClothes gte 2>><<set $dressOk=true>><<else>><<set $dressOk=false>><</if>><>You had two weeks of break from school and today was only the third day in the row you went there, but you had enough of it already. Two days earlier you were bullied with a bra, yesterday ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' sent you photos of his dick, so you wondered how your school would meet you today. To your surprise, it was quite normal. Maybe it was because of a presence of ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', who was really friendly to you. Maybe it was because of the fate that ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' shared. The rumors that ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' after one day she was hugged already was a slut spread widely, and ''<<print $they.robertName>>''... ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' looked strange. He didn't sleep well last night, that for sure. His face was pale, hands shivered a little. He muttered to himself. Every once in a while he was stopping rapidly with pure terror on his face. Whatever he saw, you were glad you weren't able to see it. <<if $fatherClothes==false>>Of course, you felt eyes on you. You were shorter, your girly clothes drew attention. One of the girls praised your outfit, you weren't sure if she made fun of you<<else>><<if $transformation.contains("hands")>>For sure, your feminine hands were too subtle to be noticed, but shoes were too big for your small feet. You knew they suspected you were going to change.<<else>>Of course, your couldn't miss your new <<print $transformation[0]>>. You felt eyes on you. You could see the relief on the faces of all boys. <</if>><</if>>. The first lesson was about Social Studies. You had to wait eight minutes for your teacher who was called Bunny Lady. She was a short and fat woman in her late 40s. She dyed her hair red and she was one of the most extraordinary teachers you met. She didn't treat herself or her job seriously. You never saw her upset or angry. But she had her habits. Bunny Lady was strict about that girls should enter the classroom before boys. She theatrically opened the door and said: "Ladies, after you!" You...[[...went with girls.|Go with girls]] [[...stayed with boys.|Go with boys]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looked at you with sympathy and compassion. Coffee was a little to sweet for your taste, but you appreaciated the gesture. You wished you felt more comfortable, but the changes made it impossible. "You are in the home stretch, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," she said. <><<if visited("Struggle")>>You pulled a face when you heard that name, but you had to admit that it was hard to get angry on someone who gave you coffee. And yet, you were more and more ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' than ''<<print $you.maleName>>''.<</if>> "''<<print $they.robertName>>'' can't hurt you anymore."<> You looked at her skeptically. "Do you really think so? I mean, <<if visited("Some reason") or visited("You won")>>of course, he didn't do much in this dream, but why wouldn't he try today?<<elseif visited("Beaten")>>he... I... Well, I don't think he will let it go... Let me go.<<else>>I avoided some trouble this night...<</if>>" "Oh, I'm pretty sure," she said and chuckled. "The terms of both rituals are fulfilled. I wished for change the first girl who would be hugged by nomination and he wished that you'd be this girl. We are settled, relax. You are safe, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. If you want to be a slut, you'll have to earn it on your own. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' won't help you!" She giggled. She was very proud of herself and self-confident. The day was sunny and warm. It was nice to think that all your fears would fade. But you remembered the poker room and all these temptations ''Auntie'' gave you. You looked at ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''.[[She convinced you.|She convinced you]] [[She didn't convince you.|She didn't convince you]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' smiled coldly. "I see you have a new friend, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," he said. "Tell us, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. Are you going to leave him one step away from a suicide, like you did with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''?" You bulged your eyes out. "What?" ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' was as cold as his. "You have the bad habit of accusing people, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. You should earn the chance you have for the new beginning. As you have a dick, you could stop being one. I left nobody behind. And ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' is safe now. This last night was critical, but <<if visited("Third dream")>>I handled this<<else>>she dealt with this alone<</if>>. You'll find out that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' will change in some ways... Except he's stronger than I think." "<<if visited("Third dream")>>How did you exactly handle this?<<else>>And if she... if ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' didn't deal with this...<</if>>" "I know how those dreams work. Everything was under my control. I could stop it in every single moment." She sounded proud, but you didn't share this calm self-confidence. That night was a nightmare. "What? You knew about this and didn't say a word!" you exclaimed. "<<if visited("Third dream")>>Was this fucking dream some kind of show for you?! This fucker could beat me... could rape me and you what?! You would wait to be a fucking cavalry?!<<else>>I... I spent the whole night at fucking Elm Street knowing that if I fell asleep I could wake up as ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' whore! And what? You were my fucking guardian angel all this time?"<</if>>" "This is how she always works. Talk with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'', you hear a nice story about the manipulation and being used to some occult experiments." Well, you didn't want to talk about ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' right now. You had your own personal Hell behind you and apparently ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' did nothing to spare you some stress. You wanted answers.[[You showed your anger.|Rage at Martha]] <<forceful $display>> [[You kept calm.|Keep calm 3 chap]] <<careful $display>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You smiled slyly and started to play with your hair. You even batted your eyes. "Actually... I have a good time. I can barely wait for the end!" <<if visited("Happier as a girl")>>He chuckled. "I knew my place in pussy team would be filled with someone worthy."<<else>>He looked surprised, but smiled wryly. "I bet you'll make a very girly girl. Squeaking, pink and clothes." You blew him a kiss. "I haven't decided yet what kind of girl I want to be."<</if>> That was a little awkward. You sat together at the bench. People who knew each other for their whole lives, yet you looked completely different. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was still adjusting to be so tall, he definitely didn't know what to do with his legs. Surely, you had many manners that looked oddly in your changed body. "You kicked asses, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. Look at ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' now. One becomes a slut, the second one would be a blast for male prostitutes and here you are! You've already found a guy who bought you a dinner!" You chuckled. "I hope it isn't a date. You could better than that." He laughed. "Easy, girl. If I want you to feel special, you'll have no doubts." "Oh, you know how to draw my attention." "Sure I do. Girls are easy." You rolled your eyes and sighed. "Men!" You both laughed. It was nice to have a friend during such crazy day like this.[[The day went on.|Figure transformation]]

<><<set $backto = "Be friendly">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<if visited($backto)==1>><<feminineHabits $player>> <</if>><<if not visited("Complain") and not visited("More hear, less talk")>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <</if>><</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><><div class="hintboxOwn">As a physical changes are caused by ''Auntie'', the new habits of ''<<print $you.maleName>>''/''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' will be the consequence of your choices. The stat Feminine Habits represents that.</div><<if visited("Complain")>>You sat down. "Ok, I forgive you," you said. "Just don't do it again. You have to change me in some time, I get it. But warn me, please." She smiled with a relief on her beautiful face. "Sure! Thanks, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''! I know it's a hard time for you..." "Ok, nevermind. Just take that photo!" <<else>>You shrugged. <</if>>You didn't have an account on Instagram and generally it was a foreign world to you. But you knew ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' raised a fine money there. She took a hairbrush and a pocket mirror. She looked at herself carefully. Apparently, she noticed some imperfections you couldn't see. You didn't follow her preparations. The familiar warmth and tingling sensation efficiently drew your attention. "It would be nice if you warned me, you know," you said. She shrugged. "Nah, you saw that coming," she snapped back slyly. She gave you her pocket mirror. <<if $transformation[0]=="face">><<set $transformation.push("hair")>>You felt a tingle in your hair. It began to grow and lightened a little. You never had long hair, so you didn't really know if they were straight, but when they reached the height of your ears, they waved a little. Your face seemed to look smaller with the longer hair. Your hair grew slowly until it was shoulder-length. It tingled your neck. It felt like some insects sat on you. You swept your hair. It was thick and heavy. The fairer strands reflected in the light. They were soft and nice to touch. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' giggled again. She took the green hairband and tied your hair in a simple ponytail. "You have to choose your own style, girl."<<else>><<set $transformation.push("face")>>For a moment, nothing happened. Then this strange itching began, concentrating on your face. You touched it. You felt how it was changing. To your surprise, you didn't look more feminine. You looked younger. Your facial features softened, your eyes and mouth seemed to be bigger, just like ears. In a few moments, you recognized yourself from the class photos of the late elementary school. You were shocked. Was she making you a kid again? But the changes only slower, but didn't end. Your face tingled again. Your nose looked smaller, the chin bones were a little higher. Your lips darkened a little. Your eyebrows looked less prominent, your jaw rounded. There were subtle changes, but when they occurred you looked like a twelve-year-old girl. Then your face shifted. Your eyes seemed to be smaller, your eyelashes thicked and grew. Your skin was soft and flexible, however, you saw some reddish spots on them. It had to be your allergy to lactose. Your face became more mature, now you looked like a 14-15-year-old. This was a pretty girl face, but it just developing a more womanly appearance. You saw that process for a while until it stopped. "You are beautiful girl, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." You weren't as pretty as her, but surely it was an attractive face.<</if>> She set the camera on her phone and took many photos. You made some <<if $beAgirl==true>> girly faces<<else>>faces<</if>>. After a minute or two you got a little bored. Your mouth itched because of your smiles. Finally, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' chose one photo and added some filters. She added some hashtags and sent the photo. "Thank you, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. Many people want to take a photo with me, so it was nice to ask you. It was nice to stop thinking about myself as a product." There was some sadness in her voice. You looked at her, surprised. At this moment she looked confused and a little lost. You thought about this difference between between her and ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. Your best friend chose to look similar like she did as a girl. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' chose to be a bombshell. Her transformation from a shy nerd to a stunning girl had to be a drastic experience. So, she was a volunteer, but even such change had a price.<<if not visited("The history project")>>Somehow, some of her nerd self survived. She started to talk...[[...about the history project.|The history project]]<<else>>It was interesting, but you had to come back to school.[[The day went on.|Figure transformation]]<</if>>

<><<set $backto = "Be open to your mother">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You shrugged. "We'll probably show the city to ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' girlfriend. But I really don't know what she would want to see. She's a rich girl, you know. Her parents have a horse ranch and she usually spent her vacations abroad." "Does ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' want to impress her?" "I don't think so. He rather... Well, how to put it... He wants her to understand him. To get to know his background. You know, they live in two different worlds..." "If not two different galactics. Are they planning to meet ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother?" You chuckled. "Of course not. His mother doesn't know they are coming. They will stay at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' flat. His parents are out for some retreat or seminar." Your mother seemed to be miles away. "Mom?" She smiled lightly. "I'm sorry, dear... So, it will be four of us?" "Or five. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' might come too." The lack of enthusiasm in your voice had to be very clear. Your mother looked at you carefully for a moment. "Are you still angry with her?" You noticed the tension in her voice. You nodded. You saw the relief on her face. Well, she didn't like her as your girlfriend, so if this reality clearly didn't like her as your friend. "She's troubled girl, you know." "I know, mom. You are still working with her father, who caused most of this trouble." You couldn't resist. Your mother talking so much about the wrongness of this world, but even when she heard about the violence in ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'s'' family, she still cooperated with her father, who beat her wife and daughters. She irritated, as always. "Not always you can choose the people you have to work with, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," she said sternly. "It's much worse if you still hang with them even when you don't have to." You snorted. "Sure, mom. It always so easy to have the excuse that absolves you." "What did that mean?" "You know exactly what that meant, mom. Thanks for a breakfast." You got up from the table. "It's easy to judge,''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." "Yeah, I've noticed. You are doing it constantly." You came back to your room. Well, maybe she was nicer in the beginning, but finally, the conversation ended up as always. Well, you had to go. You turned around. Well, you had only new clothes...[[You got your father's clothes.|Get your father's clothes]] <<sneaky $display>> [[You got your girl clothes.|Get girl clothes]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You picked the number and waited. He answered quickly. "Hi, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. Thanks for calling me back." You recognized immediately this mild, deep voice. "Something happened?" "No, not really. I'm sorry that I disturbed you during school... You probably thought that I wouldn't go to a concert or something. No, everything is fine, we'll be on Friday." "You could text me, dude." "Probably I should... But... Well... It would be a little awkward. Because... well... I called you because I was dreaming about you that night... And... You know how that sounds!" You heard how confused and embarrassed he was. You smiled a little. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' wasn't really good at talking with girls and it was funny to listen to him in that situation. "Don't worry. I bet you can't beat ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. Was I good in this dream?" There was a silence for a moment. "Well... You are always good, I think... But it was rather a flashback and we were 6, so... Ummm... But yeah, of course. You were the best six-year-old girl I've ever met." You chuckled. You were sure he was blushing right now. But you realized that situation was serious. "Well..." -- ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' cleared his throat -- "It was a dream about our first vacations together. We used to play that we were pirates then. ''Stan'' was our captain and made those funny "arrghh" and we were his crew." You remembered that. You learned a lot of shanties then, especially those with swearwords in lyrics. Your mother wasn't impressed. "...but those kids didn't want to play with us because you were a girl and they saw you playing with dolls. Are you there, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''?" "I am," you said quietly. So those dreams could affect dreams of other people. Even people out of ''Rosset High School''. "So you decided to hide your dolls to persuade them to play with you. You told me you dug them in the beach, so, of course, I went to dig them up. Dolls are expensive... And... well... I didn't have many toys then... And you liked those dolls before you discovered vampires... But it turned out that you didn't dig them. You just told me, because you knew I was a terrible liar. You just wanted to trick those boys." He chuckled. You realized that he had really nice laughter. You wanted him to laugh more. "Well, that's nothing but I felt I should tell you that. I mean... You were six then! But it was so like you!" It was really so like you? You considered yourself as a smart person and you could be creative. And yes, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was no help in giving guffs. But he had other advantages. He shared a sweet story about someone else when he took the role of a naive child. "Thanks, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', for reminding me that I can be any pirate girl I want," you said wryly. He chuckled. "I can barely wait to see you again," he said. "Me too. "I miss you... all," he added it quickly. Well, you missed him too. Really. You knew he needed to be separated from his mother, but still, it was strange to hanging around without him. After the call, you sighed. You looked at yourself. Every change you occurred made you a girl ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' already knew and remembered. That was crazy. Well, after a short time you'd be nothing more than a girl he knew and remembered. You would be any pirate girl you wanted. You thought about ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''.[[You texted her.|Text Martha]] [[You didn't text her.|Don't text her]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' shrugged and smiled, but you realized that she felt offended. "I like to think that I've saved her life," she said. "Even you can't deny it." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' snorted. "Sure, in other way you'd lose your lab rat, wouldn't you, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''?" he snapped back. "You don't give a shit about her." "I'm not her friend, of course. But I helped her. She is alive now, she has passed all exams. What's the matter, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''? I was a stranger to her but I helped her. It took hours... months! Sure, I don't like ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. I think she was a terrible person even before ''Auntie'' started to haunt her..." "Shut up! I don't care why you are doing this, as long as you don't pretend you are such a heroine. You are not, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. You are a selfish bitch who sometimes needs people, so you are manipulating them until you achieve your goals. You were helping ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' until you didn't find more interesting toy. This fucking making-whore-ritual! Even you can't deny it!" "I have my priorities. I promised her help, not the baby-sitting, remember. Luckilly" -- her voice was full of contempt -- "she had her knight to save her from herself. Hail to sir ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''." You were thinking about the news you'd just heard. It seemed that you missed a whole story, because ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' didn't let you know. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was right, ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was a terrible person. At least, you correct yourself, she did terrible things because of her sickness. You thought that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''...[[...was responsible for herself.|She had problems before]] [[...was used and abandoned.|It was immoral]]

''The Parity'' is the game about choices. This is your game log. Every event here could be played differently. <div class="hintboxOwn">You can't get stuck in the game. You'll always get some version of the story. Some paths are harder to find than others. If you support my game on ''Patreon'' or ''SubscribeStar'', you'll get access to the walkthrough to this chapter ([[here|https://www.patreon.com/posts/46821371]] for Patreon, [[here|https://subscribestar.adult/posts/266779]] for SubscribeStar).</div> Your walkthrough lasted <<print $count>> passages. <div align="center">''Your statement about the Parity (so far)''</div> You transformed into a girl. You <<if visited("Accept fate")>>''accepted''<<else>>''didn't'' accept<</if>> your transformation. <div align="center">''Your school and personal life''</div> You have the reputation of <<if $relations.School lte 1>>''problematic''<</if>><<if $relations.School ==2 or $relations.School ==3>>''normal''<</if>><<if $relations.School gte 4>>''good''<</if>> student. You are <<if $relations.Boys lte 2>>''constantly bullied'' by<</if>><<if $relations.Boys == 3>>''just one of'' the<</if>><<if $relations.Boys gte 4>>''popular'' among the<</if>> boys. Girls <<if $relations.Girls lte 2>>treat you ''bad''<</if>><<if $relations.Girls == 3>> ''like'' you<</if>><<if $relations.Girls gte 4>>''fancy'' you<</if>>. <div align="center">''Chapter 3''</div> You <<if $player.feminineClothes gte 1>>''could''<<else>>''couldn't<</if>> wear a skirt to school. You <<if $dressOk==true>>''could''<<else>>''couldn't<</if>> wear a dress to school. You walked to school with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''<<if visited("Welcome commitee Martha")>> and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''<<else>>.<</if>> You <<if visited("Robert lurking in shadow")>>''had''<<else>>''didn't have''<</if>> an encounter with ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. He <<if $wetKiss==true>>''kissed''<<else>>''didn't'' kiss<</if>> you. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' <<if visited("Olivier on white horse")>>''had''<<else>>''didn't'' have<</if>> to rescue you. You <<if $chokedChip == true>>''saw''<<else>>''didn't'' see<</if>> when ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' spat the poker chip. You <<if visited("Join")>>''joined''<<else>>''didn't'' join<</if>> ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' in history project. You <<if visited("Be friendly")>>''took''<<else>>''didn't'' take<</if>> a selfie with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' <<if visited("Remain there")>>''called''<<else>>''didn't'' call<</if>> you. You <<if visited("She convinced you")>>''told''<<else>>''didn't'' tell<</if>> ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' about your sexual preferences. You <<if $justinBreakup gt 0>>''hastened''<<else>>''didn't'' hasten<</if>> ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'s'' break-up. You <<if visited("Stay with Olivia")>>''told''<<else>>''didn't'' tell<</if>> ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' about your reflections about the transformation. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' <<if visited("More hear, less talk")>>''told''<<else>>''didn't'' tell<</if>> you about the nature of ''Auntie''. You <<if visited("Try your new equipment")>>''masturbated''<<else>>''didn't'' masturbate<</if>> after your final transformation.[[Chapter 4.|The first evening]]

<><<set $backto = "Chat longer">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<justinBreakup $player>> <<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">><<allowChange $player>> <<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><><div class="hintboxOwn">Some relations, like relationship between ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'', are a stat too. You can affect them.</div>You bit your lip, then took a deep breath. "So... What about this dream?" "Well..." -- ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' cleared his throat -- "We used to play that we were pirates then. ''Stan'' was our captain and made those funny "arrghh" and we were his crew." You remembered that. You learned a lot of shanties then, especially those with swearwords in lyrics. Your mother wasn't impressed. You had to deal your attention between ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and transformation. You quickly put the headphones on the phone to hear him and switched on selfie mode in your camera. "...but those kids didn't want to play with us because you were a girl and they saw you playing with dolls. Are you there, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''?" "''<<print $they.justinName>>''!" ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' hissed. "Stop it!" "Sure I am!" you assured him. What a bitch. <<if $transformation[0]=="breasts">><><<set $transformation.push("face")>><> But you focused on face. You switched on your camera in selfie mode. You felt how your face was changing. To your surprise, you didn't look more feminine. You looked younger. Your facial features softened, your eyes and mouth seemed to be bigger, just like ears. In a few moments, you recognized yourself from the class photos of the late elementary school. You were shocked. Was she making you a kid again? But the changes only slower, but didn't end. Your face tingled again. Your nose looked smaller, the chin bones were a little higher. Your mouth darkened a little. Your eyebrows looked less prominent, your jaw rounded. There were subtle changes, but when they occurred you looked like a twelve-year-old girl. Then your face shifted. Your eyes seemed to be smaller, your eyelashes thicked and grew. Your skin was soft and flexible, however, you saw some reddish spots on them. It had to be your allergy to lactose. Your face became more mature, now you looked like a 14-15-year-old. This was a pretty girl face, but it just developing a more womanly appearance. You saw that process for a while until it stopped. If you had a good looking sister she could look like that.<<else>><><<set $transformation.push("breasts")>><>But you focused on your chest. Your breasts were growing slowly. It looked like an accelerated process of normal development of breasts. Firstly the left breast grew a little and it was slightly larger than the right until they reached a size between A and B cups. Then they rounded and still grew, however, they remained perky. The unfamiliar weight reminded you of a time when you broke your collarbone. You gained some weight then and the first in your life got some fat. Your new breasts were more solid in weight. So you had breasts. <<if $braOn.length gt 0>>You were glad you wore a bra. It definitely helped.<<else>>Now you thought that not wearing a bra was a mistake. Your breasts bounced with your every move.<</if>><</if>> "So you decided to hide your dolls to persuade them to play with you," ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' continued, completely unaware of what was just happened. You felt like you were masturbating during this call. "You told me you dug them in the beach, so, of course, I went to dig them up. Dolls are expensive... And... well... I didn't have many toys then... And you liked those dolls before you discovered vampires... But it turned out that you didn't dig them. You just told me, because you knew I was a terrible liar. You just wanted to trick those boys." He chuckled. You realized that he had really nice laughter. You wanted him to laugh more. "Well, that's nothing but I felt I should tell you that. I mean... You were six then! But it was so like you!" "''<<print $they.justinName>>'', you are ruining your scholarship!" It was really so like you? You considered yourself as a smart person and you could be creative. And yes, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was no help in giving guffs. But he had other advantages. He shared a sweet story about someone else when he took the role of a naive child. "Thanks, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', for reminding me that!" you said with enthusiasm. It was a little exaggerated, but you wanted to reward him the ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'s'' excuses. "You should always be careful when I tell you something, dude!" He chuckled. "I try, but you are good at this... So, we will see on Friday, right?" "I barely can wait. "Yeah, me too. I miss you... all," he added it quickly. Well, you missed him too. After the call, you sighed. You looked at yourself. Every change you occurred made you a girl ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' already knew and remembered. That was crazy.[[Lunch break.|Lunch]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $relations.Olivia=$relations.Olivia+1>><>You were embarassed. You accused ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. You were unjust. You treated him awfully. You looked at him sadly. You tried to find suitable words. He smiled slyly, stopping the eating for a moment. "Are you going to tell me something, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''?" There were mischievous sparkles in his eyes. "Yes. Look, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', I... I am sorry about yesterday. I was scared but... You didn't deserve to hear something like that. Not from me, at least. You are my friend... I lost my mind then. Sorry." He made a comically serious face and knocked three times in obvious parody of Catholic confession. "Go and don't sin again. Amen." He chuckled. "I have to apologize you too. For two things, in fact. I was angry too. I had a really hard time with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. He's even more stubborn than you. So I overreacted..." "Sure, no problem!" you answered quickly. He smiled wryly. "And I'm sorry that I said I didn't want to screw you. Damn, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. Was it hurt when you fell off from the Haven?" He laughed loudly. You rolled your eyes. "You deserved that! Now, seriously. How you doing?" [[Your life was nightmare.|It's awful - transformation]] [[You shrugged. You would live.|You will live - transformation]] <<if $beAgirl==true>>[[In fact, you had a great time!|Actually is nice - transformation]]<</if>>

<><<set $backto = "Complain">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>> <<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><>You snorted. "A friend?" you hissed. "Really? You've got really funny way of showing it." "What are you talking about?" "Sure, you've saved me from ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. I am grateful. I really am. So you don't need to repeat it. But you've humiliated me in the Warren! You made fun of me in front of everybody! Do you want sweet selfies with a friend? Start acting that anybody will want to be your friend! Thanks for lunch, I won't waste your opportunity for subs and likes!" You got up the table. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' face darkened. You saw the sparkles in her eyes. You pissed her off. <<if visited("Hide")>>You saw her hurting ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' with one word and simple gesture<<else>>You knew she had some powers. She turned light in your room<</if>>. You were on thin ice. But she sighed and nodded. "Yes, you are right. I'm sorry," she said. "Sit down, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', please. I'm really sorry. I got a bit carried away." She sounded really sorry. She didn't look at you in the eye. Here she was, the bombshell, the girl on her way to becoming a celebrity, a girl with some occult power, embarrassed and sad. She looked like a little girl that moment.[[You forgave her.|Be friendly]] [[You were still angry.|Still be offended]]

<><<set $backto = "Confront him">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<if not visited("Stay away")>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>><</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><>You winced. "Oh, come on!" you exclaimed. "You lost already. Don't you see? ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' changed me, this whole fucking thing is over. I won't be your slut, forget about it." He grinned. "I don't give up before the end of the game. Maybe you are right... I am pretty sure you are right, in fact. But I'll try anyway. Maybe the two of us would surprise..." <<if $approaches.contains(4) and $approaches.contains(5)>>He wanted to grab you, but you were quicker. He pulled a face. Definitely, he was slower than usual and clumsy. You avoided his other attempts. <<else>>He grabbed you. You screamed. You covered your mouth with a free hand, but he twisted it. You tried to hit him, to punch you, but he was just too strong. His wet lips met your mouth. You felt the taste of this sperm on your lips. You felt the taste of something else<<if visited("Poker table")>>. It reminded you of a poker table.<<else>>. <</if>> If orgy had a taste, it would be this. The taste of sperm and sweat, and perfumes, and excitement... and fear, and violence. You wanted to throw up.<><<set $wetKiss=true>><><</if>> "Last time with female clients, ''<<print $they.robertName>>''?" you heard a familiar voice. "You got some experience with men, maybe you should more train with them." ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' let you go<<if $wetKiss==true>>. You wiped your lips and spat. Definitely, he didn't look more attractive to you.<<else>>.<</if>> You hated him so much at that moment. He didn't look at you. He looked at...[[$they.oliviaMaleName|Olivier on white horse]]

<><<set $backto = "Cut it">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <</if><<leadingApproaches $math>><>"Sorry, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', I need to go!" you said quickly. "I will call you back later, ok?" "Sure thing," she said calmly and a little sad. "Sorry to bother." "No, you don't bother, I'm just... I have to go, bye!" You leaned against the wall. The warmth was concentrating <<if $transformation[0]=="breasts">><><<set $transformation.push("face")>><> in your face. You switched on your camera in selfie mode. You felt how your face was changing. To your surprise, you didn't look more feminine. You looked younger. Your facial features softened, your eyes and mouth seemed to be bigger, just like ears. In a few moments, you recognized yourself from the class photos of the late elementary school. You were shocked. Was she making you a kid again? But the changes only slower, but didn't end. Your face tingled again. Your nose looked smaller, the chin bones were a little higher. Your mouth darkened a little. Your eyebrows looked less prominent, your jaw rounded. There were subtle changes, but when they occurred you looked like a twelve-year-old girl. Then your face shifted. Your eyes seemed to be smaller, your eyelashes thicked and grew. Your skin was soft and flexible, however, you saw some reddish spots on them. It had to be your allergy to lactose. Your face became more mature, now you looked like a 14-15-year-old. This was a pretty girl face, but it just developing a more womanly appearance. You saw that process for a while until it stopped. If you had a good looking sister she could look like that.<<else>><><<set $transformation.push("breasts")>><>Your chest swollen. Your breasts were growing slowly. It looked like an accelerated process of normal development of breasts. Firstly the left breast grew a little and it was slightly larger than the right until they reached a size between A and B cups. Then they rounded and still grew, however, they remained perky. The unfamiliar weight reminded you of a time when you broke your collarbone. You gained some weight then and the first in your life got some fat. Your new breasts were more solid in weight. So you had breasts. <<if $braOn.length gt 0>>You were glad you wore a bra. It definitely helped.<<else>>Now you thought that not wearing a bra was a mistake. Your breasts bounced with your every move.<</if>><</if>> You gasped. You didn't want to call ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' right now. You decided to call him back...[[...after lunch.|Lunch]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>> <<set $fatherClothes=false>> <<set $justinBreakup=0>> <<set $wetKiss=false>> <<set $chokedChip = false>><><div align="center"><h2>Chapter 3</h2></div>Your mother woke you up. You were barely conscious. Why didn't your alarm launch? You looked at your phone. No, it was just too early! It was 6.00 AM! Grumbling, you sank into your bed. But it wasn't enough for your mother. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', get up! You will be late!" "Mooom... It's six-o-clock. I will be on time..." But your mother was tenacious, as always. You sat in the bed. There you noticed again the changes. You touched your new <<print $envy0>>. It still felt unreal. You looked at yourself in the mirror. Well, nothing more happened. But during this day you'd become a girl in all parts it counted. <<if $beAgirl==true>>Your cock tingled in waiting.<</if>> You touched your penis. Well, it was the last time you woke up with morning wood. It was awkward sometimes, especially during the trips. You thought about ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. How was he managing the new equipment? He probably was sleeping now. Even as a girl he was getting up late. With short hair and no need to apply any make-up (even such light like he used to apply) he probably would be sleeping until 7:30. You envied him right now. You looked at your phone. You were still ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' in social media. Of course, you could see your new <<print $envy0>> on the photos, but you were still male. It was strange, you thought. Apparently, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' wanted to keep the secret for now. You sighed. Of course, it was better than ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' changed you instead of ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' or ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. It turned out that you had a loyal best friend and you didn't become a whore of some sick bastard. But as many mysteries solved, a new one appeared. What was her plan for you? Maybe you should text somebody? You thought about ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. <<if visited("Dick quarrel") and not visited("Back off from the accuse")>>You owed him an apology. He acted recklessly and you had a right to be mad at him, but in fact, he wasn't guilty. <</if>>Then you thought about ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'', what surprised you. Well, she knew. She was the only girl you knew better and you could talk with her. Maybe you would need her help.[[You texted him.|Text Olivier]] [[You texted her.|Text Dorothy]] [[You texted nobody.|Your mother]]

<><<set $backto = "Don't join">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>"No, thank you," you said kindly. "I'm a little too busy for this project." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looked disappointed. You decided not to join her. You were sure that if you wanted to participate in this project you would have plenty of occasions to do that later. You didn't trust ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', you were pretty sure that she'd use the opportunity to spy on you. You didn't want to be her lab rat. You imagined her coming to your home, talking to your parents, and asking, how did you find the room she prepared for you. It was a very uncomfortable thought. Of course, the project was interesting. You raised here in the last moment when your district had its "old" character. You didn't miss the dangers and years of neglect, but you were probably one of the last persons who visited some places and talking to some old people. Your district had a soul... or maybe an aura. It was a living, breathing structure that was being destroyed every day and with every investment. You wanted to know where those skeletons were, which spooky tenement house had a spooky story hiding in the shadows and dust. You wanted to see the inscriptions reminding citizens about people who used to live here. You wanted your district important. You were tired of hearing that the local river was a line between Europe and Asia. People in your city... Nay! People in your country were equally important. Some of them were just poorer than others. You sighed. You definitely didn't want ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' to know your thoughts. <<if not visited("Lunch")>>[[The lunch break started.|Lunch]] <<else>>[[The rest of the school day.|Figure transformation]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You decided not to text to ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. You didn't really like the show she made about your vagina. It was a private thing. If you had to complete the transformation, at least this final moment you'd experience alone, without audience<><<if visited("Height transformation")>> or your mother hurrying you to school.<</if>><> You were not at the display. So, you did what you usually did after school. You unloaded the dishwasher and did your homework. You turned on some music. Of course, you couldn't really focus on anything, but you tried to live your ordinary life. You scrolled Facebook ignoring the notifications from Messenger for a while. Then you realized that it wasn't ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' texted you back. "I'm so sorry, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. How you holding up? You can call me, if you want." Well, that was probably the friendliest message you received from her since... well, a long time. You hesitated for a moment. That was your last moment of being a male<<if $beAgirl==false>>, at least for a moment.<<else>>.<</if>> Did you really want to spend it on the conversation with person who hurt you so bad as ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''? You didn't have time for answer.[[It happened!]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<anger $auntie>><>You knew that ''Auntie'' <<if visited("You wanted to know more")>>or whatever she lived in her <</if>>wanted you to be sexual activity. Masturbation would be one step forward on the road that ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' already was following. So you resisted the obvious temptation. Being a girl was much more than rubbing a new clit. You didn't think you'd miss many things if you didn't start your <<if $beAgirl==false>>temporary<<else>><</if>> life as a woman from masturbation. When you thought that you actually felt relaxed. That everything was new, and you wouldn't rush. You smiled to yourself in the mirror. Well, you were a cute girl. You weren't someone's whore, you weren't cock-craving slut. There were a lot of strong women and girls in your life, so you never thought that women were weaker or worse than men. They were different, for sure, but you were more than sure that most of your life would remain the same. And if you decided to change something... You actually a little blushed. Well, IF you decided to change something, it would be maybe a little more interesting. <div align="center"><h4>The end of chapter 3</h4></div>[[The summary of chapter 3.|Chapter 3 summary]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>The rest of the school day passed through quietly. It was strange how the oddity of your transformation mixed with a usual school routine. Teachers didn't go easy on you. Two weeks' absence left some gaps in the class register, so you had to fill it with your homework and activity. Your voice quickly stopped to be the sensation. In fact, you looked mostly like a girl now, so it wasn't so odd that you had a higher voice. The last thing that remained unchanged except your genitals <<if not visited("Get girl clothes")>>were your height and body shape<<else>>body shape<</if>>. The day spent in too tight clothes was really annoying, so you were grateful when the next wave of warmth started to concentrate on your waist, hips, and shoulders. Your hips widened, your shoulders shrunk a little. You didn't really get an ideal hourglass figure, but you gained a really feminine shape. "You didn't really hurry, did you?" you said to ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. She smiled slyly. "I wanted to see the relief on this pretty face," she answered. "At least you've got one extremaly feminine experience - you spent a day in uncomfortable clothes!" When the last bell rang, you went home. You knew what that meant. The last changes. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' stopped kidding around. Even ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' didn't say a word. You were grateful to them both. They had changed their genitals rapidly, so maybe they understood what you were going through. You left a school building as a nearly complete girl.[[You went home.|Time to go home]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' giggled. "You'd be surprised how many times you'd think about the next dicks you will see, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," she said. "But that all "first dick" rumors are bullshit. Of course, it could be that the first dick you saw would be the first dick you suck. It happens. Usually, when a boy shows you a cock he's ready and willing to use it. And you will find that you'll be quite horny after the change will be over. So, you know..." -- she smiled widely -- "It can be a self-fulfilling prophecy. You saw ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' cock as your first, didn't you?" You nodded. "I bet it's a piece of meat. Transformed boys are usually well equipped." You blushed. Yeah, he was well equipped, indeed. "You'll have some wild thoughts. Some of them are from the source we call ''Auntie''. But some of them would be your own. Girls are horny too. So, if you start to think of something really kinky, don't panic. Just think if you really want to do this. Maybe it would be worthed trying." Actually, it cheered you up. In fact, that was what you thought about the Parity before you found out about the ritual that could direct the transformation. In this moment you were really grateful to ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. She knew a lot of ''Auntie'' and even if you didn't know her sources, they seemed to be reliable.[[The new school day started.|3 chap school]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' sighed. "Ok, I think we've just started a philosophical discussion... before the first coffee!" she exclaimed and theatrically took a slip from her cup. "Do you believe in fate?" You rolled your eyes. "Yeah, I think I should drink too," you said and took a slip too. She giggled. "Not really. I think we make our own destiny." She nodded. "Good. So you have free will. Of course, there is a way to break anybody. There are some powerful forces hard to be faced, but in fact, you can break any... I don't really feel that word fits, but whatever... You can break any spell. If you knew how to do it, you could resist a Parity too. Or undo it." <<if $beAgirl==false>>That last sentences lifted your hopes up.<<else>>You didn't consider this. In fact, you didn't assume it could be possible.<</if>> You remained silent. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' smiled, but it was a sad smile. "The most important thing in this all is not to lose yourself and have some people who love you. You are loved, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. I've learned a little about you. I heard about your family, especially your dad. I've seen ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' when she took care of the people, and she cares about you a lot. You needed my help with a direct attack, but I'm sure that you'll be fine." You smiled. You thought about your father, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', and ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. Even you thought about ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. Yes, you weren't alone. "But ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''... I mean, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''... And ''<<print $they.robertName>>''..." She shrugged. There was something very cold in her eyes and voice when she said: "As you said before. They are making their own destiny. And they are making it poorly." [[You came to school.|3 chap school]]

<><<set $backto="Get girl clothes">><<if visited($backto)==1>><<set $shoes.push("sneakers")>> <<set $shoes.push("flat shoes")>><<set $count = $count+1>><<if visited("Bra-Wear it willingly")>><<feminineClothes $player>><</if>> <<cleanClothes $player>><</if>><>Well, that was your wardrobe. <<if visited("Bra-Wear it willingly")>>Your classmates already saw you in bra.<<else>>You were curious how your classmates would react on your feminine wardrabe.<</if>> In fact, it wasn't too girly, except maybe the skirt and dress. <<if $skirtOn.length gt 0 or $dressOn.length gt 0>>You wore it yesterday and you didn't look too bad.<<else>>You wondered if you really could to get used to wear them.<</if>> If ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was right, your clothes would fit in the several hours. As you wore shoes you had hope it would happen quite quickly. You barely pressed your feet. <<pickclothes $player>> <<clothes $player>><<if $pantiesOn.length==1 and $lowerbodyOn.length==1 and $undershirtOn.length==1 and $socksOn.length==1 and $shoesOn.length==1>>[[You were ready.|Height transformation]]<<else>>You have to dress up before you go to school!<</if>> <div class="hintboxOwn">''Author's note:'' There's unexpected bug with clothes, so there is the link to the next passage: [[Next passage|Height transformation]]</div>

<><<set $backto = "Get your father's clothes">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $auntie.baseDefiance = $auntie.baseDefiance+1>><<set $auntie.Defiance=$auntie.Defiance+1>><<set $shoes.push("your father's shoes")>><<set $shoesOn.push("your father's shoes")>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">><<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><>Firstly, you went to the bathroom. Unfortunately, your mather took the clothes from the dryer. So, you had to go to your parents' bedroom. You waited for the moment your moment would pick up the phone. It didn't take long. You smirked. It was like in an action movie. Your mother closed the door to the kitchen. Clear. You sneaked into the bedroom. Your father seemed to sleep deeply, but you knew it wasn't the truth. Your father was a light sleeper. If something happened, he always was on his feet before your mother. He told you once, that all people who had an unsafe childhood were light sleepers. You didn't make proper research, but in fact ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' were sleeping very lightly. So you had to be really quiet. <<if $approaches.contains(5) and $approaches.contains(6)>>Quiet and quick. You didn't have a chance to pick up the most fitting clothes, but as your father had the same height and was a slim man, it wasn't so hard not to look ridiculous. The action was quick. You took the t-shirt and shirt, boxers, socks, and jeans. Later, you took his sneakers. You had to wait for another conversation your mother had to leave. You smiled to yourself. One step forward to restore the control. <<if visited("Dick quarrel") and not visited("Back off from the accuse")>>[[You went to school.|Welcome commitee Martha]]<<else>>[[You went to school.|Welcome commitee Olivier]]<</if>><<set $fatherClothes=true>><<else>>And you were, but not enough. You took just a few steps when your father opened his eyes and lifted his head. He sighed, but his sigh became a yawn. "Hello, sweetie," he said. He looked at the watch and yawned again. "I know it's late. I'll get up." You smiled at him and retreated from the room. Meh. It was useless. [[You needed to wear the girly clothes.|Get girl clothes]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You decided to go and eat alone. This constant attention was tiring. You need a moment of break. The street was crowded. People at any age were hurrying to their businesses. They weren't aware that some curse was changing your gender, changing your life. You were looking at the passer-by. They looked so... normal. It was just an ordinary, warm day. One young mother was buying a cake for her little child. The girl at age two or three was crying. There were some people at the bus stop. An old man was reading a newspaper, a girl older a few years than you was speaking in Russian or Ukrainian. Another old man walked with his dog. Normal people. Normal life. Normal people and you. You looked at yourself in the shopfront. You looked almost like a schoolgirl. If you met someone like you on the street you certainly would mistake him for a woman. But as you were looking at your reflection, you realized that you were just the same element of the picture as people around you. That was a surreal feeling. This mix of natural and supernatural. You grew boobs. You were hungry. Your voice got higer. You talked to your parents. Your feet shrunk. You needed to piss. Your life didn't stop for the moment of your transformation. It didn't even slow! Second after second, minute after minute. Breath after breath. Your life didn't end. It only changed. It reminded you that the Death card in Tarot meant a change. It was a good thought. <<if not visited("Robert lurking in shadow")>>Unfortunately, you didn't have a chance to contemplate that peaceful moment. You saw someone in the reflection. It was... [[$they.robertName|Robert lurking in shadow]]<<else>>You breathe deeper and even smile. That was a very... [[...peaceful moment.|The moment of peace]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You went with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. It turned out that she pre-ordered her meal in a new Thai restaurant. You weren't there before. The restaurant was in the renovated complex of a vodka factory. Like most of the buildings in the neighborhood, it was built in the nineteenth century. It was closed in the early 1990s and abandoned to deteriorate for 20 years. Now, renovated, it was a space for lofts and offices. The restaurant looked fancy. The theme was pandas. If Bunny Lady reorganized the Warren as a restaurant, it would look like a tasteless version of this place. There were photos and frescos. Stuffed pandas sat on the reserved seats. They were very sweet. In the center, there was a little fountain. It was backlit, which made the water looked like it was in an aureola. <<if $auntie.Defiance lt 0>>You came there and touched the water. You heard ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' giggling. "You even didn't think you could resist, did you?" she asked. "It's just a water... Should I be worried?" "Not really. I used to touch every fountain for six or seven months... Thank you," -- she interrupted and said to the waitress. "I will get two meals at the same time, please."<<else>>You looked at the waitress who took the pandas and asked you to sit. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looked at you with interest. "You are strong, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," she said. "I used to touch every fountain for six or seven months." Then she said to the waitress: "I will get two meals at the same time, please."<</if>> The waitress gave you green tea. "I usually order two meals, because the first one gets cold before I'll take a good picture of it," she explained. "The shades of being an influencer... But today I'm here with a friend, so it would be even better than a meal. Would you take a photo with me?"[[You said that you couldn't be a friend with someone who made fun of you in front of a class.|Complain]] <<forceful $display>> [[Sure, a photo didn't hurt.|Be friendly]] <<flashy $display>> [[You looked at the fountain.|More hear, less talk]] <<clever $display>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<anger $auntie>><><><<set $count = $count+1>><>You stayed with boys. It wasn't a fully aware decission - it was just a force of habit. You noticed that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' stepped forward to the girls, but he stepped back with embarassed face. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', are you waiting for a special invitation?" Bunny Lady asked. "If you do..." -- she took a comical bow -- "you are cordially invited." You blushed. You could feel eyes on you. You stepped forward and joined the girls. Then Bunny Lady opened a door and the group went in. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' smiled at you slyly. <<if $transformation[0]=="hands">><<set $transformation.push("face")>>Then this strange itching began, concentrating on your face. You touched it. You felt how it was changing. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' gave you a pocket mirror, so you could see what was happening. To your surprise, you didn't look more feminine. You looked younger. Your facial features softened, your eyes and mouth seemed to be bigger, just like ears. In a few moments, you recognized yourself from the class photos of the late elementary school. You were shocked. Was she making you a kid again? But the changes only slower, but didn't end. Your face tingled again. Your nose looked smaller, the chin bones were a little higher. Your mouth darkened a little. Your eyebrows looked less prominent, your jaw rounded. There were subtle changes, but when they occurred you looked like a twelve-year-old girl. Then your face shifted. Your eyes seemed to be smaller, your eyelashes thicked and grew. Your skin was soft and flexible, however, you saw some reddish spots on them. It had to be your allergy to lactose. Your face became more mature, now you looked like a 14-15-year-old. This was a pretty girl face, but it just developing a more womanly appearance. You saw that process for a while until it stopped. If you had a good looking sister that could be her face.<<else>><<set $transformation.push("hands")>>The tingling concentrated in your hands. You saw that they got smaller every second. The little hair you had on them vanished. Your fingers were decreasing also, but less than the rest of your hand. The fingers looked longer and thinner. The fingernails grew a little, but they remained quite short for a girl's hands. Your arms got a little thinner too, so these delicate, slender hands you had now didn't look so out of place.<</if>> You were so focused on your changes that you bumped the table in the classroom. Other girls chuckled. Embarrassed, you sat in your usual place. It was strange to see boys just coming to the classroom. Well, it wasn't an ordinary classroom. It was...[[...the Warren.|Voice change]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<lessanger $auntie>><>You went with girls. Nobody stopped you, however some glances and comments showed you that it didn't go unnoticed. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' smiled at you slyly. <<if $transformation[0]=="hands">><<set $transformation.push("face")>>Then this strange itching began, concentrating on your face. You touched it. You felt how it was changing. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' gave you a pocket mirror, so you could see what was happening. To your surprise, you didn't look more feminine. You looked younger. Your facial features softened, your eyes and mouth seemed to be bigger, just like ears. In a few moments, you recognized yourself from the class photos of the late elementary school. You were shocked. Was she making you a kid again? But the changes only slower, but didn't end. Your face tingled again. Your nose looked smaller, the chin bones were a little higher. Your mouth darkened a little. Your eyebrows looked less prominent, your jaw rounded. There were subtle changes, but when they occurred you looked like a twelve-year-old girl. Then your face shifted. Your eyes seemed to be smaller, your eyelashes thicked and grew. Your skin was soft and flexible, however, you saw some reddish spots on them. It had to be your allergy to lactose. Your face became more mature, now you looked like a 14-15-year-old. This was a pretty girl face, but it just developing a more womanly appearance. You saw that process for a while until it stopped. If you had a good looking sister that could be her face.<<else>><<set $transformation.push("hands")>>The tingling concentrated in your hands. You saw that they got smaller every second. The little hair you had on them vanished. Your fingers were decreasing also, but less than the rest of your hand. The fingers looked longer and thinner. The fingernails grew a little, but they remained quite short for a girl's hands. Your arms got a little thinner too, so these delicate, slender hands you had now didn't look so out of place.<</if>> You were so focused on your changes that you bumped the table in the classroom. Other girls chuckled. Embarrassed, you sat in your usual place. It was strange to see boys just coming to the classroom. Well, it wasn't an ordinary classroom. It was...[[...the Warren.|Voice change]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<if $skirtOn.length gt 0 or $dressOn.length gt 0>><<feminineClothes $player>><</if>><<set $transformation.push("height")>><>You felt this tingling sensation again. You froze and held your breath. Something was going to change. You got warm. The wave of the heat struck you. You felt like in the sauna, but you didn't sweat. You felt lighter and smaller. In fact, you were getting smaller. You looked in the mirror. You saw you were shrinking. The process was slow but noticeable. With your 1,80m height, you were rather an average boy. You reached this height in two years. You started to grow rapidly at the age of 14. Before the mountain trip two years ago you bought some clothes you wore until now. You lost at least 15 centimeters in 5 minutes. You had this height in middle school. It was that moment when you outgrew your mother. You were sure you were equal now. Besides this reduced height, nothing happened. Your clothes fit you more, but you still had your boy figure, so they were too tight or too loose in some places. You still looked like a poor crossdresser who stole his sister's clothes. The difference was that your parents were home and they weren't able to catch you by doing something wrong because you didn't have other clothes. Still, wearing those clothes made you felt ambivalent. You felt like some perv. But when your mother came to your room to hurry you up, her so usual behavior made you a little more comfortable. You sighed.<<if visited("Dick quarrel") and not visited("Back off from the accuse")>>[[You went to school.|Welcome commitee Martha]]<<else>>[[You went to school.|Welcome commitee Olivier]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You blushed a little, when you admitted it. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' smiled warmly. "Yeah, I bet it's hard and confusing for you," he said. "At least when you still get a hard-on when you are thinking about boys. When you'll get wet it would be more and more natural to you. And after the first sex, your doubts will end, I assure you." She chuckled. You weren't so sure. Of course, being a girl had clearly a sexual aspect and it was important, but you didn't want to think about it right now. Physical and social aspects of being hugged by ''Auntie'', as you didn't mean to be ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' slut, concerned you more. <><<if $investigation.contains("Caroline") or visited("Caroline's sex dream")>>You witnessed how quickly ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' adapted to her new sexual role, but you were glad you wouldn't have to repeat her choices.<</if>><> "It's hard to be gay or lesbian after a hug, you know," ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' said. "That whole thing ''Auntie'' did is not about sexuality itself, but about the fertility. And as you will have a woman's brain... Well, boys will be hot. That's it." The fertility was a neutral replacement for "you could get pregnant". It was definitely a case you wouldn't think of right now. But as you saw some male students going to school, you admitted that some of them looked good.[[You came to school.|3 chap school]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' smiled. "Obviously," she said slyly. "Well, I keep my fingers crossed that you will endure. ''Auntie'' will try to persuade you to have sex with boys, but, well, it's up to you..." She hesitated, then smiled even wider. "In fact, that would be really, really interesting, if you were lesbian." You didn't have a chance to get used to the idea that your interest in having sex with girls would be considered as interesting. "I don't know what is so interesting in my future sex life. You don't complain about lack of sex in your own life, I suppose." She giggled. "Maybe even I will tell you something... someday. You know, some tips for a beginner... Wow, you are blushing!" Indeed, your face turned red. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was an extremely attractive girl, such discussions just embarrassed you, even if you knew that with every change you became less attractive for her. "But you say that ''Auntie'' would... persuade me to be into boys, right? Yeah, it fits her. The nineteenth century didn't leave much space for lesbians." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looked at you condescendingly. If something ruined sometimes the perfectness of her beauty it was this snooty behavior. You remembered that she as ''<<print $they.marthaMaleName>>'' was really annoying with his arrogance. "You //really// think that ''Auntie'' is ''Alice Rosset'', don't you?" Her voice sounded like she asked a stupid child if he or she believed in Santa Claus. You shrugged. "Who else?" "The proper question is: what else? But it isn't important, don't bother," she said lightly. "The fact is that I took care that you could be still interested in girls. I did many kinky things to get you... mmmm... potential. So I'm glad that you'd try. But boys are hot too, you know." <><<if $oliverCock==true>>You thought about ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' cock and you had to admit that you believed her. <</if>><>You already saw the school building. With your new <<print $envy0>>, <><<if visited("Height transformation")>>shortened height, <</if>><>and feminine <<print $secondChange>> you would rearange your life here. You were more than nervous. "Oh, cheer up, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''!" ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' exclaimed. "Just try to have a little fun!" She obviously enjoyed every second.[[New school day.|3 chap school]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>In the opposite to the earlier changes, this final one started subtle. The increasing warmth seemed to radiate from the lower part of your stomach. There came the pulsating, tingling feeling. You felt how something inside you was moving, rearranging. You put a hand on your stomach. It was unbelievable. But pleasant, in fact. Your penis was rock hard. In its last moments, it bulged proudly. Your testicles went gone earlier. You felt them moving inside your body. They switched somehow, becoming your new ovaries. This part of the process left you an empty scrotum, but it turned out that your male genitals wouldn't waste. You felt that your vagina was forming from the inside of your body. It was a weird, unclenching feeling. Finally, your body opened with a new hole under your cock. Your scrotum divided and shrank, giving you new labia. Everything changed, only your penis reminded you about your original gender. It was still erect when started to shrink. That was probably the strangest feeling you had. It was an intensive, orgasmic experience. As a scrotum, your penis didn't disappear completely. It became your clitoris, remaining its sensitivity. Well, it happened. From head to toe, you were a girl. You were another victim of the Parity, a new transformed girl in the history of ''Rosset high school''. You experienced that change slower than most students had to equalize the number of girls and boys. And you were aware of what was happening in the opposite of confused freshmen. To the world you were ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. A tight slit between your legs confirmed it. You breathed deeply.[[You tried your new equipment.|Try your new equipment]] [[You didn't try it.|Don't try your new equipment]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You could only agree that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was a terrible person. You were still angry at her how she despised you. She could be cruel and calculated. She was saying about killing herself constantly. So you didn't blame ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' she didn't become her friend. They had too much in common, in fact. But you were sure that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was right. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was used. You heard that rumors that most students that transferred from ''Rosset's'' committed suicide. It was a way for ''Auntie'' to avoid her prey from escape. You knew ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' enough to assume that such a target of the research was really tempting for her. She had to be really excited when she met ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. You doubted if she really wanted to help her, even if that was possible. You didn't like that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' showed herself again in your life. She hurt you really hard. You didn't hate her but you realized you were happier when she didn't give a sign of life. Apparently, she just found the replacement - ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. You pulled a face. Here you were again! You were again in the world of hidden meanings, manipulations, and using human kindness against people who wanted to help. That was the ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'s'' world. Like you didn't have enough problems...[[The school day began.|3 chap school]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You pulled a face. "It's awful," you said. You looked at yourself. "It's fucking nightmare." He squeezed your hand and look at you with concern. "''<<print $they.robertName>>'' couldn't change you anymore, so..." You interrupted. "It's not about ''<<print $they.robertName>>''! Well, not only about him! Look at me! They robbed me of my life! I don't want to be a girl! I'm not a girl! I don't know how to be a girl! ''Auntie'' killed me, you understand?! I'm my own fucking impostor... Oh, no..." -- you wiped the tears that showed in your eyes -- "Look at me! I'm so weak. I'm crying because of nothing... I'm pathetic..." You were sobbing. He wrapped his arms around your shoulders. "You are not crying because you are a girl, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. You are crying because you are scared and confused. I get it. I really am." "You... You are getting this so well... And you didn't want to be a boy..." "Yeah. I'm trying very hard, but it's weird. You know, it happens here. In this school. You can do this. You would sit to pee, but it doesn't mean that you couldn't be yourself. Really." "I'm so scared. I'm so angry. I'm... I can't even name all of these emotions. I feel like I'm going to explode." "I'm here for you. I won't leave you. I don't know how, but we'll find a way to change you back. ''Auntie'' changes people in two ways, doesn't she?" You somehow calmed down. You hugged him hard and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you... Thank you for being here." The crisis passed, at least you didn't cry again.[[The rest of the school day.|Figure transformation]]

<><<set $backto = "It's not her business">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You were sure your mother had some purpose in asking you about the plans for weekend. Surely, it wasn't just a small-talk. Your expercience thaught you that those conversations were in fact interrogation of some kind. So you shrugged. "I don't know, mom," you said. "But ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' is coming, isn't he?" You nodded. You focused on your breakfast. You didn't know what was going on. Your mother liked ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and was a great help for him, but... "He's comming with his girlfriend, right?" Ok, that was weird. But you shrugged again. Your poker face was something you were proud of. The years of training paid off. "Do you know her?" That was a safer question. "Not really. Her parents are rich. They have a horse ranch. What's going on, mom?" "Oh, nothing, darling. A horse ranch? That's really interesting." You realized that she relaxed a little. That all was really strange. Her statement about high school couples was unequivocal: they had no future unless they end with teen pregnancy. "Well, I have to get going. Thanks for breakfast, mom." "You are welcome. Anytime." She actually smiled at you! You were puzzled. Well, if you planned to go to school, you would wear something and your wardrobe changed a little...[[You got your father's clothes.|Get your father's clothes]] <<sneaky $display>> [[You got your girl clothes.|Get girl clothes]]

<><<set $backto = "Join">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' smiled widely. "Great!" she exclaimed. "I'm so tired with working with people who think that I will do all the work alone! Thanks, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." You smiled too. As ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' didn't like the history, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' seemed to be a reasonable choice for someone who wouldn't let you down in the middle of the project. You knew this neighborhood. As a kid, you and your scout team played in the "Book of fears". It was an old scouts' game. The group of kids had to spend a night in a spooky place that was supposedly haunted. After that, the participants wrote down in the Book of fears information that there was nothing scary there. There were funny nights in old, abandoned places. You usually entered them illegally, two or three times you had to run because ruins were inhabited. You didn't meet a poltergeist, but some places were really spooky. You wondered if really were there some macabre stories behind them. Spending more time with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' could be useful also, if you wanted to know more about the Parity and ''Auntie.''<<if not visited("Lunch")>>You went with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' to... [[...lunch.|Go with Martha]] <<else>>[[The rest of the school day.|Figure transformation]]<</if>>

<><<set $backto = "Just chat">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><</if>><>You tried to be yourself and it generally worked. It meant that boys <<if $relations.Boys lte 2>>still bullied you<<else>>liked you<</if>> and girls <<if $relations.Girls lte 2>>treated you bad<<else>>were friendly to you<</if>>. They found new reasons to treat you in a new way. Well, maybe it was easy to predict - they knew who you were, the physical changes didn't change their opinion about you. So, this day was more normal than you thought it was. <<if visited("Remain there")>>Well, until the break, when you felt your phone was buzzing. You checked it. ''<<print $they.justinName>>''... [[...was calling.|Justin's call]]<<else>>Only those changes... You felt that familiar tingling, concentrating<<if $transformation[0]=="breasts">><><<set $transformation.push("face")>><> in your face. You switched on your camera in selfie mode. You felt how your face was changing. To your surprise, you didn't look more feminine. You looked younger. Your facial features softened, your eyes and mouth seemed to be bigger, just like ears. In a few moments, you recognized yourself from the class photos of the late elementary school. You were shocked. Was she making you a kid again? But the changes only slower, but didn't end. Your face tingled again. Your nose looked smaller, the chin bones were a little higher. Your mouth darkened a little. Your eyebrows looked less prominent, your jaw rounded. There were subtle changes, but when they occurred you looked like a twelve-year-old girl. Then your face shifted. Your eyes seemed to be smaller, your eyelashes thicked and grew. Your skin was soft and flexible, however, you saw some reddish spots on them. It had to be your allergy to lactose. Your face became more mature, now you looked like a 14-15-year-old. This was a pretty girl face, but it just developing a more womanly appearance. You saw that process for a while until it stopped. If you had a good looking sister she could look like that.<<else>><><<set $transformation.push("breasts")>><>in your suddenly swollen chest. Your breasts were growing slowly. It looked like an accelerated process of normal development of breasts. Firstly the left breast grew a little and it was slightly larger than the right until they reached a size between A and B cups. Then they rounded and still grew, however, they remained perky. The unfamiliar weight reminded you of a time when you broke yourollarbone. You gained some weight then and the first in your life got some fat. Your new breasts were more solid in weight. So you had breasts. <<if $braOn.length gt 0>>You were glad you wore a bra. It definitely helped.<<else>>Now you thought that not wearing a bra was a mistake. Your breasts bounced with your every move.<</if>> <</if>><</if>>[[The lunch break.|Lunch]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Of course, you couldn't to use your phone during the lessons. It was forbidden by school rules. However, it never stopped you (or anyone else). But you knew that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' school was ever more strict than ''Rosset's'', and you knew that he wasn't really a type of rebel. So, something had to happen. You picked up the phone. "Good morning, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," you heard his calm and deep voice. You could imagine him right now - hidden in locker room or restroom with serious face but with sparkles in the eyes. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' eyes were the only reflection of his soul he didn't learn to control. "Can you talk right now?" "Sure. Something happened?" "Not really," he admitted. "I shouldn't call, probably. But I can't focus. I keep thinking about you... Oh, that sounded... Anyway, I was dreaming about you. Shit, that didn't sound good also... But in this dream you were a little girl, so... Crap!" You couldn't help yourself but giggle. It was a really girly giggle, but that was really funny. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was generally a good speaker. You saw him several times in action. But he was helplessly shy when he spoke to girls. It was strange that he actually got a girlfriend. Well, he was a cute and nice guy, maybe that's why... You realized that you described ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' as cute. "Dude, breathe!" "Yeah, right!" he calmed down. "Do you remember our first holidays? We were 6 then. I was dreaming about this trip. You were upset because... Wait, someone's coming." So this dream wasn't an ordinary dream. It somehow affected the people in it. <<if visited("Tell everything") or visited("Skip the details")>>You thought that it was strange that ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' didn't remember the first dream. Maybe that was some impostor? <<if visited("Stop her")>>That man in grey suit somehow reminded her.<</if>><</if>> "It's just <<textbox "$they.claudiaName" "Claudia">>," he said. So his girlfriend found him. "Welcome, my lady." "I was wondering where did you disappear," you heard a muffled girl's voice. You heard a reproach in her voice. "What are you doing?" "I'm speaking with ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he said and you could hear some tension in his voice. "Call her later. You know you can't use your phone here!" You didn't know her yet but she already started losing the points. But then you felt a familiar wave of warmth and this tingling feeling. You were changing! You decided to...[[...continue the conversation.|Chat longer]] <<flashy $display>> [[...cut the conversation.|Cut it]] <<quick $display>>

<><<set $backto = "Keep calm 3 chap">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You looked at ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' coldly. "I //really// appreciate that everything went according to your plan, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''," you said with sarcasm. "I'm glad I didn't ruin it with my ignorance." She rolled her eyes. "Sure, blame me!" she exclaimed. "I helped you, ok? You are safe now! You welcome!" "But I am grateful," you said. "Thank you. Really. You saved me. I don't deny it." She looked at suspiciously, but as you were honest, she smiled wryly. "Anytime. Really." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' scoffed: "Yeah, thank you. You eventually controlled the situation you caused in the first place. Thanks, nobody hurt. Because my gender change it's nothing, it's a necessary loss. Yeah, I don't complain. I'm breathing. I will live, as you said. If ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' doesn't make it, you'll sorry or we'll have to thank you for your time?" [[She smiled.|Case of Dorothy]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>There was no normal canteen in ''Rosset High School''. There was a buffet where you could buy toasts or casseroles, but you couldn't really name it lunch. A school had liberal rules, so adult (or almost adult) students were allowed to go out for lunch or order it to the school building. It was common that during the long break students sat on the benches at the schoolyard and ate pizza or Chinese food. There were plenty of restaurants and pubs nearby. ''Rosset High School'' was next to the main street of the district. When four years ago your mother said about the plans that this street could be closed at weekends to make the promenade you and your father laughed at this idea as surrealist. Most of the tenement houses were devastated and dirty, restaurants were cheap places for local drinkers. When the subway station was opened here, there were alarming articles in the press that local criminals would use the subway to expand the area for their actions. Nothing like that happened. The lower prices caused that students started to rent flats here. The young people needed a place to eat and drink. Thank to the subway people could go to the city center in 10 minutes. Many offices moved here, encouraged by the accounts and friendly politics of the district's authorities. It was a slow process, but now the main street was a mix of old poverty and new vintage and hipster places. In the middle of your transformation, you felt unsure if you should stay or go. For school students, you were some sensation, for people in the street you were just ordinary schoolgirl. But you didn't get used to your new voice and appearance. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' invited you to go with her to a new Thai restaurant. You knew that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' would order a Chinesse food and he would eat at the bench.[[You went with her.|Go with Martha]] [[You stayed and ate at the schoolyard.|Stay with Olivia]] [[You went alone.|Go at lunch alone]]

<><<set $backto = "More hear, less talk">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <</if><<leadingApproaches $math>><>But you still looked at the fountain. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' sighed. "Don't think about it. The process of adjusting has its symptoms. <<if $auntie.Defiance lt 0>>If I were you, I'd worry about the fountains in the next year, not earlier. Relax a little.<<else>>Apparently, you are adjusting well. That's good, if you consider that all shit ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' wanted to throw up on you. You are the warrior. "<</if>> "You seem to know a lot about this," you said carefully. She smiled wryly. "Enough to save you, girl, for sure," she said. "I suppouse you are aware in how deep shit you could be right now. You owe me, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." You realized she liked to highlight that. She liked the power. And the sound of her own voice. "<<if visited("Confront her")>>I know you wouldn't tell me... much, but I have to ask you this...<<else>>Tell me one thing...<</if>> Why did you tell ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' how to perform this ritual? You could see this happen." She snorted. "I didn't say a word. I didn't even know that such a ritual exists." "But ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''... I mean, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>...''" "I gave her directions how to perform a ritual I once performed. But I didn't told ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' anything." "So who..." You couldn't say a word. You were literally speechless. You tried to speak, but you were muted. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looked at you with irritation. "It doesn't matter, understood? Stop sniffing around, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. You are a victim of the Parity, like a dozen people in this school every year. It happens here. You will have a fine life. You'll get used to it. Being a girl is better than being a boy. Don't dive with ''Auntie''. You'll see quick enough how the drowning looks like. Stay at the shore. O, thank you so much!" The meal was ready. You restored your ability to speak, but you remained silent. There was someone else in this plot. Someone who once put your life in danger. Someone whose ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was afraid of. She tried to act normally. "So what, girlfiend? Are you ready for conquest the Instragram?" [[Sure.|Be friendly]] [[You wanted to know more.|You wanted to know more]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.robertName>>'' turned around rapidly. He clenched his fists. Even in his condition he reminded you a boar or a bear walking on two legs. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was calm but watchful. He approached slowly and kept a distance of several meters. "What the fuck did you say?" ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' hissed through clenched teeth. "You heard me," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' answered quietly. "Don't provoke me, you bitch. You grew a dick, but you are still the same scum you were!" Your best friend smiled. "Yes, I'm the same I was. What about you, pal? What kind of scum will you become?" "Shut up! Don't say a word!" "I was there, bro. I was using the girls' restroom, but the walls were thin. I heard enough to imagine the rest..." He dodged, because ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' charged him. Jock yelled. There was so much despair in this cry that you jumped. He stopped after a while. He was looking around, but his gaze was empty. "I'm not a fag! I did it... I've done this..." "Sure, I wasn't a lesbian then too. I like this pub because boys don't hit on every girl they see." It looked like ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' had some kind of seizure. He shivered and even started to drool. He looked terrible. He buried his face in his hands. "I'm still there... I'm still there... I can't get out..." He was repeating it for a while. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' came closer to you. He stood to you. Then ''<<print $they.robertName>>''''<<print $they.robertName>>'' calmed down. When he looked at you and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', he was himself again. "You fucking bitches," he said without anger. "You think you'll make me a fag, don't you? No fucking way. I'll get you. You fucked up with your transformation, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. If you wanted to steal her from me, you should be stronger. I'll crush you if you stand between me and ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." Actually, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' laughed. "Sure, big boy, take her, rape her! I can't stop you. I am weaker! She has a nice juicy cock between her legs now, so she'd never been prettier for you. You can suck it. The last chance, ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. Tomorrow you would find her far less attractive." ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' looked at you with pure disgust. If his eyes could get through your clothes he would see your cock right now. He spat and turned around. He left. You looked at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. "You should improve your Prince Charming lines, dude," you said. "Encouraging the badass to rape a lady in distress sounds really bad." "Yeah," he said. "I had to improvise." "What a relief! I was thinking you actually prepared this line." He smiled, but he was still touched. He sighed. "Why the fuck he is so fucking huge?"[[You stayed with him.|Stay with Olivia]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You were angry at ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' for making fun of you in front the whole class. Didn't she know that it was a critical time when you would establish your new position in the group? Or maybe she knew and tried to bring you down... But why would she do that? She was responsible for your transformation. Clearly, you wouldn't become as beautiful as she was. You remembered her nasty laugh. Was she just a cruel prankster? You didn't know this side of her. Apparently, she didn't mind. She smiled at you friendly. "The Parity calms down," she said lightly. "No more gender swaps until the next time! Some other changes are still possible..." She looked at ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'', who was arguing with some teacher about her slutty make-up. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' left you quickly. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' wasn't around too. He was texting with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'', but apparently the conversation didn't go well. He had to call her. So, you were alone, exposed to comments and encounters. <><<if $dressOn.length gt 0 or $skirtOn.length gt 0>>"Did you see what he wore?! <<if $dressOn.length gt 0>>A dress!<<else>>A skirt!<</if>> Was he a crossdresser or something?" <</if>> <<if $transformation.contains("breasts")>>"Look at his tits! He chose to be hugged and started with tits!" "Yeah, we are going to be a slut class." <</if>> "It's so unfair. She has such nice legs! Why the huggers must be so fucking perfect?! She isn't a real girl!" "I bet ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' will fuck her hard today. And you, bro, will be still virgin!"<> You sighed. That whole situation reminded you of the first weeks of the fresh year. The same marathon of gazing, commenting, and dominating. The school day just started, so you had to choose some tactics.[[You kept your head low.|Step back]] <<sneaky $display>> [[You started the small-talks.|Just chat]] <<flashy $display>> [[You tried to play your best cards.|The history project]] <<clever $display>>

<><<set $backto = "Rage at Martha">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><><<if visited("Third dream")>>"You bitch!" you shouted. "He could rape me! Did you handle this? How?! Did you sit in the first row and enjoyed the show?!"<<else>>"How... How dare you?!" you exclaimed. "I didn't sleep the whole night because something would happen! I know it! And you knew it too! And you didn't tell a word. You've just showed up and gave my <<if $transformation[0]=="breasts">>tits<<elseif $transformation[0]=="hair">>long hair<<else>> girly <<print $transformation[0]>>!<</if>> Am I some sort of fucking toy to you?!"<</if>> She looked surprised and a little confused. "Calm down, ok? It's more complicated than you think..." "And we are too stupid to understand that, right?" "I didn't say that!" "But you fake the directions to the ritual! You made me hugged! Would you deny it?" <<if visited("Confront her")>>"She confessed yesterday to do it", you said.<<else>>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' hesitated for a moment.<</if>> "Yeah, I set you up. I admit. But it's still more complicated... And it has nothing to do with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. She is in some kind of danger, but she has to help herself." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' snorted.[[She smiled.|Case of Dorothy]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.robertName>>'' stank. He smelled of sperm, sex, sweat, and perfumes. They smelled of drugs and alcohol. If the orgy could melt into one smell, it would be this intoxicating odor. But it wasn't everything. He smelled of blood and violence, fear, and death. <><<if visited("Poker table")>>You remembered that smell. The poker chips during your second dream smelled same.<</if>><> You noticed that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' hands and arms were covered in blood. He had four or five injuries on them. He was grinning and it was that creepy smile he had two days ago when was tormenting you with a bra. "I have to talk with you, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." <<if visited("You won") or visited("Some reason")>>''<<print $they.robertName>>'' looked you for a while. He evidently tried to focus on your face, but his gaze came empty for a moment. Suddenly, you found out where those injuries came from. He grabbed his keys and thrust one of them into his palm. He hissed from the pain, but he looked soberer. He winced. "Only this works..." he said. "And the prayer sometimes. Yeah, I pray. It's funny, isn't it? I used to be a choirboy, you know? I served together with this friend of yours in glasses... Funny..." He showed you a shoelace with some nodes. He made himself a rosary. "God punished me," he said and coughed. It sounded terrible, as he was choking. "I'm... I'm going to be a fag... I've tasted dicks, you know... I had to... do everything I wanted you to do... It was wild and sinful. So... God punished me..." "If you think that being a homosexual is a punishment, you miss a lot, ''<<print $they.robertName>>''," you said quietly. He coughed once again then spat. You realized that he spat with sperm. Some of it left on his lips. He wiped it with shivering fingers. "I... I will fight, you know. Don't think I won't... But it's strong. The urges. You are fucking strong person, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. You resisted and I... I will be some cocksucker... I... I wanted to kill myself, but... God, I don't want to die! I don't want to be a fag! Forgive me, forgive me..." He didn't look at you and he didn't want your forgiveness. Even standing in front of you he didn't say that he was sorry because of his plans. You had no compassion for him right now. He choked the sperm again and actually started to pray. You turned around, shocked and disgusted. It was the fate you avoided thanks to ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. You imagined how ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' would laugh at you if you were in his position. Son of the bitch. <<if visited("Lunch")>>[[You came for the lunch.|The moment of peace]]<<else>>[[You went for the lunch.|Lunch]]<</if>><<else>>He looked at your breasts and spat with contempt. "What little tits she gave you," he hissed. "But don't worry. Your parents are rich, they'll pay for breast enlargement." That would confirm what ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' said about the calming down of the Parity. He couldn't change you. Physically, at least. He approached you. He smiled. You noticed his lips were wet. When he came closer, you realized that they were soaked with sperm. "Come on, take your medicine like a good girl," he said. [[You confronted him.|Confront him]] <<forceful $display>> [[You ran.|Stay away]] <<quick $display>><</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You wanted to believe. You heard enough, you saw enough. Nobody gave you so much hope than ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. <<if visited("Struggle")>>The try to undo this all hugging would be difficult enough without drooling ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' on your back. Being a girl - temporaily, of course - would be a fine experience. You could convince if grass was really greener on the other side.<<else>>You are going to be a girl. That was enough to learn and adjust without drooling ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' on your back.<</if>> You allowed yourself at the little smile. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' noticed it. "<<if $transformation.contains("face")>>Girl, you should smile more! You are beautiful, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''! <<else>>I've always thought you have a cute smile. I bet you'll melt many hearts thank to it!<</if>>" You blushed a little. The compliment from such a pretty girl like ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was something. She was smiling too, but her smile was more mischievous. "Tell me, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. You are changing for a while, from yesterday... I know this is a sexual experience too. Have you some thoughts? Are you still into girls? Or..." -- she paused slyly -- "Maybe boys start to look promising?" You choked on coffee you were drinking, but it wasn't the only reason your face turned red.[[You were into girls.|Into girls]] [[You were into boys... you think.|Into boys]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You sighed. "I really want to believe you," you said sadly. "But I can't. I just can't. I've heard for two days that I'm going to be a girl... and well, here I am! So if this is true, why won't the rest fulfill as well? Those two days were hard. I tried my best and I didn't always succeed. And you... just finished it? Sorry, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', I appreciate that as you couldn't save me from hugging you protected me from ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. But I know he wouldn't let it go, <<if visited("Some reason") or visited("You won")>>even if last night didn't finish well for him<<else>>he is possessed by the thought of me being his slut<</if>>. I can't just relax, sorry. I don't feel safer, really. But the coffee is good, thank you." You were surprised how much bitterness was in your own words. You were really tired of this tension. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' put her delicate hand on your shoulder and smiled warmly. "I know, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', I'm really sorry that you had to got through this shit," she said quietly. "I don't blame you. I hope I will be close when you finally realize that you are free. I think you'd be a very happy girl, really. It would be a pleasure to watch you. Well, I can't do much to cheer you up. But... Maybe can I explain something to you? It's something that bothered you most?" <<if visited("Confront her")>>"You said you wouldn't tell me, not for free, at least." She smiled. "I changed my mind. For now, at least." <<else>>You thought for a moment. <</if>>You asked about... [[...the first dick you saw.|First dick]] [[...the resistance against Auntie's influence.|Free will]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You weren't surprised that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was talking about a suicide. You heard that many times before. You remembered one of the scariest moments in your life when you were going across the bridge with her. You didn't really like the bridges. The river in your city was wide. The bridge was nearly one kilometer long. There was no barrier between a footpath and street, and cars moved quickly. It wasn't a comfortable walk, you rarely chose that route. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was walking annoyingly slowly. She stopped in the middle of the bridge and suddenly leaned out the barrier. If she lifted herself a little more, she would fall. You screamed and grabbed her. She laughed lightly and stroked your hair. "At least one person would miss me," she said and kissed you deeply. This evening you found the first white hair in your head. At the end of your relationship, she was talking about killing herself constantly. That made you sick. There were moments you were sure she wanted to draw your attention and your assurances of love, and you swore yourself you wouldn't react anymore. But then the next crisis came and you didn't dare to risk. Apparently, the therapy and medicines she took changed her a little. She found another victim of her depression. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was even better than you. He was convinced that every problem could be solved and the world was a pity place because people didn't try hard enough. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was smarter than him. It was of course the possibility that ''Auntie'' made ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'s'' more miserable. You heard rumors that most students that transferred from ''Rosset's'' committed suicide. It was a way for ''Auntie'' to avoid her prey from escape. But you really didn't want to guess if ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'s'' problems or behavior should be connected with supernatural. [[The school day began.|3 chap school]]

<><<set $backto = "Stay away">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><>You backed off. You decided you would be safer in the crowd. Maybe you'd find ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' or ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. You realized that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was slower than usual. He had evidently a problem with focus. He tried to grab you, but he couldn't catch you. As earlier, he was stopping rapidly for a moment. There was a moment he caught his own tongue. "I won't swallow..." he hissed. "I have sluts to swallow... I'm not a slut..." You knew it was a race against time. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' wasn't really a strong-willed person. <<if $approaches.contains(5) and $approaches.contains(2) or visited("Poker table") and $approaches.contains(2) or visited("Poker table") and $approaches.contains(5)>>Then he gulped. He smiled for a moment, that was a pure bliss on his face. Then he bulged his eyes out. "No... No... No..." Then he started to choke. He desperately tried to spit, tried to breathe. His face turned red, then even blue. He threw up. You were sure he would suffocate. But then he spat. The little object fell off his throat. You looked at it. It was a poker chip.<><<set $chokedChip = true>><><<if not visited("Poker table")>> You couldn't describe the colors of this chip. When you thought about them later, you always used the term "Lovecraftian". It turned out that it was fitting them well. Firstly, those strange tokens glittered in the unnamed, strange colors that could be described in the stories of Solitary of Providence. Secondly, love as a craft seemed to be a stake of the ''Auntie's'' game.<<else>>It was identical to chips you saw during the dream.<</if>> You looked at ''<<print $they.robertName>>'', but he wasn't really a threat now. You saw tears in his eyes. <<if not visited("Lunch")>>[[You turned around and left.|Lunch]]<<else>>[[You turned around and left.|Figure transformation]]<</if>><<else>>He didn't give up and you couldn't lose him. You heard his bubbling. Maybe distracting him would be a better idea? You hid under the pillar...[[...and started to talk.|Confront him]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You fought the urge to be completely naked while your the last change. You wanted to save some dignity. You already were in girly room<<if $fatherClothes==false>>, you already wore girly clothes,<<else>>,<</if>> that was enough. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' didn't hurry. That irritated you. Those all surprising changes were annoying. They reminded you that you had no control at all. She used every possibility to prove her power over you. Screw her. You tried to do what you usually did after school. You unloaded the dishwasher and did your homework. You turned on some music. Of course, you couldn't really focus on anything, but you tried to live your ordinary life. Of course, you couldn't focus. You touched your penis through your clothes to make sure that it was still there. It was. After 15 minutes you received the message from ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', but you didn't read it. You realized that the last change already started.[[It happened!]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><><><<if not visited("Olivier on white horse")>>"I bet you have no plans for luch, don't you?" ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' said. You shrugged. "I'm not really hungry, you know... This transformation keeps me distracted..." He nodded. "Sure. I missed a dinner yesterday too. But I can share my chicken with you."<<if not visited("Lunch")>> There was no normal canteen in ''Rosset High School''. There was a buffet where you could buy toasts or casseroles, but you couldn't really name it lunch. A school had liberal rules, so adult (or almost adult) students were allowed to go out for lunch or order it to the school building. It was common that during the long break students sat on the benches at the schoolyard and ate pizza or Chinese food.<</if>> <</if>><>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was fan of the Chinese food. He always ate really spicy meals. You both sat at the bench in the schoolyard. There weren't any available tables but you got used to eating in such conditions. It reminded you of the time you spent on the scout team. You weren't hungry until you smelled the meal. That yogurt on the breakfast as the only food you ate today seemed to be ridiculous. You ate quickly. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' didn't drink coffee, but he drank tea instead. The jasmine tea he ordered was delicious. You felt relaxed and warm. Well, the warmth focused after a while. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' noticed it too. He turned around to some fresh year girl. "Hey, borrow me a mirror for a moment!" The girl bulged her eyes out. She quickly gave him a pocket mirror and stared at you. You looked at yourself.<<if $transformation[0]=="face">><<set $transformation.push("hair")>>You felt a tingle in your hair. It began to grow and lightened a little. You never had long hair, so you didn't really know if they were straight, but when they reached the height of your ears, they waved a little. Your face seemed to look smaller with the longer hair. Your hair grew slowly until it was shoulder-length. It tingled your neck. It felt like some insects sat on you. You swept your hair. It was thick and heavy. The fairer strands reflected in the light. They were soft and nice to touch.<<else>><<set $transformation.push("face")>>For a moment, nothing happened. Then this strange itching began, concentrating on your face. You touched it. You felt how it was changing. To your surprise, you didn't look more feminine. You looked younger. Your facial features softened, your eyes and mouth seemed to be bigger, just like ears. In a few moments, you recognized yourself from the class photos of the late elementary school. You were shocked. Was she making you a kid again? But the changes only slower, but didn't end. Your face tingled again. Your nose looked smaller, the chin bones were a little higher. Your lips darkened a little. Your eyebrows looked less prominent, your jaw rounded. There were subtle changes, but when they occurred you looked like a twelve-year-old girl. Then your face shifted. Your eyes seemed to be smaller, your eyelashes thicked and grew. Your skin was soft and flexible, however, you saw some reddish spots on them. It had to be your allergy to lactose. Your face became more mature, now you looked like a 14-15-year-old. This was a pretty girl face, but it just developing a more womanly appearance. You saw that process for a while until it stopped. If you had a good-looking twin sister, she could look like this. You weren't as pretty as ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', but surely it was an attractive face.<</if>> "Thanks a lot," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' said with a wry smile, giving a mirror back. Girl was gazing at you for a moment, but then she left. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' smiled at you. "So, how you doing? We didn't have a normal chat for a while."<<if visited("Dick quarrel") and not visited("Back off from the accuse")>>[[You had to clear the air.|Clear the air]]<<else>>[[Your life was nightmare.|It's awful - transformation]] [[You shrugged. You would live.|You will live - transformation]] <<if $beAgirl==true>>[[In fact, you had a great time!|Actually is nice - transformation]]<</if>><</if>>

<><<set $backto = "Step back">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You decided to back off. Your changes weren't complete, and you didn't want to make another show. You kept the distance and weren't active on the lessons. It was a good strategy, as the one of changes took place at the beginning of the lunch break. You leaned against the wall. The warmth was concentrating <<if $transformation[0]=="breasts">><><<set $transformation.push("face")>><>in your face. You switched on your camera in selfie mode. You felt how your face was changing. To your surprise, you didn't look more feminine. You looked younger. Your facial features softened, your eyes and mouth seemed to be bigger, just like ears. In a few moments, you recognized yourself from the class photos of the late elementary school. You were shocked. Was she making you a kid again? But the changes only slower, but didn't end. Your face tingled again. Your nose looked smaller, the chin bones were a little higher. Your mouth darkened a little. Your eyebrows looked less prominent, your jaw rounded. There were subtle changes, but when they occurred you looked like a twelve-year-old girl. Then your face shifted. Your eyes seemed to be smaller, your eyelashes thicked and grew. Your skin was soft and flexible, however, you saw some reddish spots on them. It had to be your allergy to lactose. Your face became more mature, now you looked like a 14-15-year-old. This was a pretty girl face, but it just developing a more womanly appearance. You saw that process for a while until it stopped. If you had a good looking sister she could look like that.<<else>><><<set $transformation.push("breasts")>><>Your chest swollen. Your breasts were growing slowly. It looked like an accelerated process of normal development of breasts. Firstly the left breast grew a little and it was slightly larger than the right until they reached a size between A and B cups. Then they rounded and still grew, however, they remained perky. The unfamiliar weight reminded you of a time when you broke your collarbone. You gained some weight then and the first in your life got some fat. Your new breasts were more solid in weight. So you had breasts. <<if $braOn.length gt 0>>You were glad you wore a bra. It definitely helped.<<else>>Now you thought that not wearing a bra was a mistake. Your breasts bounced with your every move.<</if>><</if>> Keeping the distance had a soft spot. There was someone, who literally was lurking in the school shadow the entire day.[[$they.robertName|Robert lurking in shadow]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You snorted. "Yeah, you should be sorry," you hissed. "I am not a fucking toy. Think about it, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''." "I said I was sorry!" "And I heard you. Maybe you'll be less reckless next time!" You left the restaurant. Stupid place! Pandas even didn't live in Thailand! You went to school. You walked quickly. You were thinking about this day which was as crazy as those two earlier. You were so focusing on your thoughts that you didn't realize you started to change again. You stopped in front of some shop. There was a mirror on the display, so you could follow the changes. <<if $transformation[0]=="face">><<set $transformation.push("hair")>>You felt a tingle in your hair. It began to grow and lightened a little. You never had long hair, so you didn't really know if they were straight, but when they reached the height of your ears, they waved a little. Your face seemed to look smaller with the longer hair. Your hair grew slowly until it was shoulder-length. It tingled your neck. It felt like some insects sat on you. You swept your hair. It was thick and heavy. The fairer strands reflected in the light. They were soft and nice to touch.<<else>><<set $transformation.push("face")>>For a moment, nothing happened. Then this strange itching began, concentrating on your face. You touched it. You felt how it was changing. To your surprise, you didn't look more feminine. You looked younger. Your facial features softened, your eyes and mouth seemed to be bigger, just like ears. In a few moments, you recognized yourself from the class photos of the late elementary school. You were shocked. Was she making you a kid again? But the changes only slower, but didn't end. Your face tingled again. Your nose looked smaller, the chin bones were a little higher. Your lips darkened a little. Your eyebrows looked less prominent, your jaw rounded. There were subtle changes, but when they occurred you looked like a twelve-year-old girl. Then your face shifted. Your eyes seemed to be smaller, your eyelashes thicked and grew. Your skin was soft and flexible, however, you saw some reddish spots on them. It had to be your allergy to lactose. Your face became more mature, now you looked like a 14-15-year-old. This was a pretty girl face, but it just developing a more womanly appearance. You saw that process for a while until it stopped. If you had a good-looking twin sister, she could look like this. You weren't as pretty as ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', but surely it was an attractive face.<</if>> You sighed and...[[...went to school.|Figure transformation]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. It was strange that you saved her number, after all... You chuckled involuntarily because you thought that texting her was far more unbelievable than being changed into a girl. You start to type. "Hi. ''Auntie'' hugged me. My new name is ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. My parents already call me that. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' changed me. It's some kind of ritual. I change slowly. You probably could see changes in the photos. I don't know why I text you. Yesterday you called ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. I don't think you care. Sorry. Have a nice day." You felt a wave of regret. Why did you text her? Why couldn't you undo those messages? Would she call you? Would you call her back? Would you tell her about your new <<print $transformation[0]>>? What had gotten into you? Then you shrugged. She didn't care. For sure. She never really cared. She wouldn't notice that her first boyfriend would change into a girl. Fuck her. Fuck you. You winced.<><<if not visited("Text Olivier")>> You thought about texting...[[$they.oliviaMaleName|Text Olivier]] ><</if>><> [[It was time for breakfast.|Your mother]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You had no idea what to write. It was a meaningful message. Probably it would be the most important text you would write in your whole life. You thought for a while, then shrugged. That was one small step for a man... New message. "I'm home." Sent. You took a deep breath. Well, that was happening...[[You undressed.|Undress]] [[You stayed in clothes.|Stay in clothes]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You sighed. <<if visited("Dick quarrel")>>You felt ashamed that you accused ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. It was pure absurd. You were stressed and scared, but he really wasn't a bad guy material.<<else>>You thought about those all suspicions you had about his part in the plot against you. You felt stupid. Of course, he couldn't be against you.<</if>> "It was ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. She started to change me. <<print $transformation[0]>>. My parents call me ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." You waited for a moment, but of course, he didn't respond. You were sure he was sleeping. You sighed again.<><<if not visited("Text Dorothy")>>You thought about texting... [[$they.dorothyName|Text Dorothy]] <</if>><>[[It was time for breakfast.|Your mother]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><><<if not visited("Lunch")>>You tried to be helpful. <<if $relations.School gte 2>>You helped during the lessons, you borrowed your pens.<<else>>You even volunteered yourself to reading your homework.<</if>> You tried to be smart and handy. But there was a real try ahead you. It turned out that only a few students in the whole school were interested in joining the project organized by the Institute of the National Remembrance. Your class teacher shouted at you all that it was unacceptable that the school with such results had so lazy students. Her warnings were blackmail. She said that she would cancel a June trip if at least a few people didn't join. So far, only ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' wanted to join.<<else>>It turned out that only a few students in the whole school were interested in joining the project organized by the Institute of the National Remembrance. Your class teacher shouted at you all that it was unacceptable that the school with such results had so lazy students. Her warnings were blackmail. She said that she would cancel a June trip if at least a few people didn't join. So far, only ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' wanted to join. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looked really excited.<</if>> "Finally this school joined to some interesting project," she said. "I did a little research about the Institute's activity in the neighborhood. It's an amazing job! The developers started to set fire to the abandoned buildings! Some of them were literally the torture chambers! There were inscriptions in the basements! Incredible!" It was strange to see that beautiful girl talking about such things. She was clearly fascinated. She was raised in the district and she discovered something new about it. Something that broke the boredom of the poor neighborhood. You thought that ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' wanted to be special. A part of her uniqueness could be the district she lived in. You knew that she waited to announce to the world that someone found the skeletons under her garden (she lived on the first floor). "''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', would you join me to this project? You are interested in history. With help of your mom, we could enter the places nobody would penetrate!" You looked at her, surprised. You were good at history, but she never proposed to work with you. "And what exactly would we do?" You didn't really listen to the lecture. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' changing into a boy was far more interesting. "We'll go to some kind of course about the identification and exhumation, they'll take us to some places and we'll describe one of those places that aren't marked. Please agree, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''!"<><<if not visited("Step back") and not visited("Just chat")>> Your answer interrupted the next change. <<if $transformation[0]=="breasts">><><<set $transformation.push("face")>><>The warmth was concentrating in your face. You switched on your camera in selfie mode. You felt how your face was changing. To your surprise, you didn't look more feminine. You looked younger. Your facial features softened, your eyes and mouth seemed to be bigger, just like ears. In a few moments, you recognized yourself from the class photos of the late elementary school. You were shocked. Was she making you a kid again? But the changes only slower, but didn't end. Your face tingled again. Your nose looked smaller, the chin bones were a little higher. Your mouth darkened a little. Your eyebrows looked less prominent, your jaw rounded. There were subtle changes, but when they occurred you looked like a twelve-year-old girl. Then your face shifted. Your eyes seemed to be smaller, your eyelashes thicked and grew. Your skin was soft and flexible, however, you saw some reddish spots on them. It had to be your allergy to lactose. Your face became more mature, now you looked like a 14-15-year-old. This was a pretty girl face, but it just developing a more womanly appearance. You saw that process for a while until it stopped. If you had a good looking sister she could look like that.<<else>><><<set $transformation.push("breasts")>><>The warmth was concentrating in your suddenly swollen chest. Your breasts were growing slowly. It looked like an accelerated process of normal development of breasts. Firstly the left breast grew a little and it was slightly larger than the right until they reached a size between A and B cups. Then they rounded and still grew, however, they remained perky. The unfamiliar weight reminded you of a time when you broke yourollarbone. You gained some weight then and the first in your life got some fat. Your new breasts were more solid in weight. So you had breasts. <<if $braOn.length gt 0>>You were glad you wore a bra. It definitely helped.<<else>>Now you thought that not wearing a bra was a mistake. Your breasts bounced with your every move.<</if>><</if>><</if>><>[[You decided to join the project.|Join]] <<flashy $display>> [[You didn't agree to join the project.|Don't join]] <<careful $display>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You ordered a meal in a milk-bar. You chose pancakes. The reality shifted already, so the staff didn't bulge their eyes out like your classmates. They didn't treat you diffirently, like your parents<<if visited("Justin's call")>> or ''<<print $they.justinName>>'',<<else>>,<</if>> so it wasn't odd. You smiled. Those milk-bars weren't really pleasant places. You knew that in this place there was filmed a scene in the cult comedy of the late 1980s. You would say that only a few things have changed since them. But it was cheap, so it was a place where new inhabitants mixed with old townspeople. You looked at them with pleasure, because they were living proof that the insanity of the Parity couldn't haunt you everywhere. You could have a normal life somewhere. Those pancakes were really good. Then you walked back to school. You didn't hurry. You were enjoying this moment of peace... Until the next change hit you. You stopped in front of some shop. There was a mirror on the display, so you could follow the changes. <<if $transformation.contains("face")>><<set $transformation.push("hair")>>You felt a tingle in your hair. It began to grow and lightened a little. You never had long hair, so you didn't really know if they were straight, but when they reached the height of your ears, they waved a little. Your face seemed to look smaller with the longer hair. Your hair grew slowly until it was shoulder-length. It tingled your neck. It felt like some insects sat on you. You swept your hair. It was thick and heavy. The fairer strands reflected in the light. They were soft and nice to touch.<<else>><<set $transformation.push("face")>>For a moment, nothing happened. Then this strange itching began, concentrating on your face. You touched it. You felt how it was changing. To your surprise, you didn't look more feminine. You looked younger. Your facial features softened, your eyes and mouth seemed to be bigger, just like ears. In a few moments, you recognized yourself from the class photos of the late elementary school. You were shocked. Was she making you a kid again? But the changes only slower, but didn't end. Your face tingled again. Your nose looked smaller, the chin bones were a little higher. Your lips darkened a little. Your eyebrows looked less prominent, your jaw rounded. There were subtle changes, but when they occurred you looked like a twelve-year-old girl. Then your face shifted. Your eyes seemed to be smaller, your eyelashes thicked and grew. Your skin was soft and flexible, however, you saw some reddish spots on them. It had to be your allergy to lactose. Your face became more mature, now you looked like a 14-15-year-old. This was a pretty girl face, but it just developing a more womanly appearance. You saw that process for a while until it stopped. If you had a good-looking twin sister, she could look like this. You weren't as pretty as ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', but surely it was an attractive face.<</if>>[[You came back to school.|Figure transformation]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You went home. You knew what would happen when you went there. The last shreds of your manhood would disappear. You started to think about your life as a boy. The first thought was that at least you weren't a virgin. <><<if not visited("Height transformation")>> Then you felt this tingling sensation again. You froze and held your breath. Something was going to change. The wave of the heat struck your whole. You felt like in the sauna, but you didn't sweat. You felt lighter and smaller. In fact, you were getting smaller. You realize you were shrinking. The process was slow but noticeable. With your 1,80m height, you were rather an average boy. You reached this height in three years. You started to grow rapidly at the age of 14. Before the mountain trip two years ago you bought some clothes you wore until now. You lost at least 15 centimeters in 5 minutes. You had this height in middle school. It was that moment when you outgrew your mother. You were sure you were equal now. So, well. Your genitals were the last thing to go. <</if>><><><<if visited("Remain there") and not visited("Justin's call")>>You decided you'd listen some music, so you picked your phone. You noticed 3 missing calls from ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. You knew that he couldn't use his phone during the school day, so something had to happen! <</if>><> You came home. You rememebered ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' wanted you to text her when you'd be ready to launch the final transformation.<><<if visited("Remain there") and not visited("Justin's call")>>[[You called him back.|Call Justin back]] <</if>><>[[You texted her.|Text Martha]] [[You didn't text her.|Don't text her]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<lessanger $auntie>><><<if $beAgirl==true>>You grinned. It was really a mischievous smile. But it was a cute too. <<else>>You sighed. It happened you were a girl. Complete girl.<</if>><<if not visited("Undress")>>You took off your <<print $shirtOn>> and threw it to the bed, but you threw too hard, so it fell. It didn't bother you. <<if $dressOn gt 0>>Your undershirt had a little more luck because you were too stunning to throw.<<else>>Your dress had a little more luck because you were too stunning to throw.<</if>> You stood in front of the mirror, admiring the sight. You saw yourself. The pretty face, the perky breasts, smooth and flat belly and thin waist. In this moment you forgot that ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' made you less attractive than her. You were above the average. <<if $braOn.length gt 0>>Your <<print $braOn>> confirmed your indisputable feminity.<<else>>Your breasts looked even bigger when they were exposed.<</if>> You took off your shoes <<if $dressOn.length gt 0>>.<<else>>and <<print $lowerbody.On>>.<</if>> Only an erected penis tucked into your <<print $pantiesOn>> spoiled the ilusion. You wore them off too. You were touching yourself, delicately, shyly. Your ears, your lips, your cheeks, your smooth neck. It took you a whole two minutes until you let your shivering fingers reached lower, to your sensitive and soft breasts. Then, after the moment of caressing your stomach, you put your hands on your hips.<<else>>You looked at your groin. The bush of pubic hair contrasted with a smoothness of the rest of your body.<</if>> You didn't hurry. You knew you had all afternoon and evening to explore your new body. You laid on your back. You started to touch your nipples. They were weird. Really sensitive and bigger than they used to be. It was a nice touch. You didn't have a place where the growing pleasure could concentrate, but at this moment you didn't really miss your penis. There was some warmth and tingling lower. You reached your clitoris, while you still massaged your breast with your other hand. It was sensitive and... intensive. You started to touch delicately. You breathed deeply and bit your lip. You touched lower, deeper. Your clit was already moist and warm. It was really sensitive too. You insert your finger there, but you did it too quickly. You felt nearly nothing, except this odd feeling that you put something inside your body. So you backed off and started to rub. You moaned and shivered. Wow, that was intensive. You rubbed harder. You involuntary crossed one of your legs. Your fingers soon were soaked with juices, but you didn't stop, you rubbed yourself more furiously. You felt increasing heat. You were moaning. You had to close your eyes. Many foreign sensations went through your mind. You remembered mild ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' eyes. You were looking at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' wry smile. You remembered boys at the showers after PE. Then you stopped to recognize anything. Your world flashed with ecstasy, there was nothing more in it. Everything was filled with the tingling pleasure radiating from your vagina. Then your orgasm blasted. You didn't moan. It was a shout. Panting and sweating, you were just lying, smiling. Your heart raced. "Definitely... I can get used to this..." you purred.<div align="center"><h4>The end of chapter 3</h4></div>[[The summary of chapter 3.|Chapter 3 summary]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You started to undress. You felt the growing excitement. You were going to see a naked girl, and even you were going to be that girl, your body reacted with a huge erection. You took off your <<print $shirtOn>> and threw it to the bed, but you threw too hard, so it fell. It didn't bother you. <<if $dressOn gt 0>>Your undershirt had a little more luck because you were too stunning to throw.<<else>>Your dress had a little more luck because you were too stunning to throw.<</if>> You stood in front of the mirror, admiring the sight. You saw yourself. The pretty face, the perky breasts, smooth and flat belly and thin waist. In this moment you forgot that ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' made you less attractive than her. You were above the average. <<if $braOn.length gt 0>>Your <<print $braOn>> confirmed your indisputable feminity.<<else>>Your breasts looked even bigger when they were exposed.<</if>> You took off your shoes <<if $dressOn.length gt 0>>.<<else>>and <<print $lowerbody.On>>.<</if>> Only an erected penis tucked into your <<print $pantiesOn>> spoiled the ilusion. You wore them off too. You were touching yourself, delicately, shyly. Your ears, your lips, your cheeks, your smooth neck. It took you a whole two minutes until you let your shivering fingers reached lower, to your sensitive and soft breasts. Then, after the moment of caressing your stomach, you put your hands on your hips. You stood in that pose for a moment, admiring how feminine you looked.[[It happened!]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You were in the Warren. The nickname Bunny Lady was appropriate. Her classroom was full of rabbits and bunnies of all kinds. Most of them were stuffed toys, some really old. But there were also porcelain figures of rabbits at the playground, the poster of "Cosmic Jam" and even one real stuffed animal, which presumably had been part of the exhibition in biology class many years ago. You couldn't know that yet, but Bunny Lady was a preview of many of your academic teachers. She was lazy and she didn't care if she taught you anything. She assumed that if she was understanding to students they wouldn't report her as a horrible teacher. Well, it worked. Even people who wanted to write an exam in Social Studies didn't complain. Students in ''Rosset High School'' needed such a place like Warren, the safe heaven in stressful school life. There was only one moment during the lesson when Bunny Lady pretended to be a demanding teacher. She chose, as she named it, a little bunny to answer some questions, especially about the news of the last week. Bunny Lady was looking at the class for a while, smiling. "Many bunnies... It's hard to choose... Oh, I know! Today we have a special day for dear local authorities. We have someone who clearly knows everything about it. ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''! Join me at the blackboard, my little bunny." "The Playboy bunny," some guy joked. Of course, it was immortal joke in this classroom. You come up to the front of the class. If someone didn't take a good look at your changes, it would be a great opportunity. You felt like you were at display. You caught some glances. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' looked at you with some sad satisfaction on her face. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' looked in the mirror demonstratively. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' were smiling wryly. "A little smile, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''! Well, well, well... Where should we start? Ooo, I know, I know! Let's tell us when will we have local elections this year?" "It would be 17th of September," you answer with little sigh. "Until the end of May committees will collect the signatures to register themselves to the elections." "Oh, I see you can just barely wait to collect signatures for your mom!" Bunny Lady laughed. "But will you collect signatures just for her?" Oh, tricky question. "No, for the committee she will join," you answer. "It's because we have..." -- you tried to remind the official term -- "...proportional representation." You spoke two last words in one octave higher. Students bulged their eyes out. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' laughed loudly, contagiously. All your class joined her. Bunny Lady missed the joke, of course. "Hey, she answered correctly! We have proportional representation. So, what you mom has to do to be re-elected, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''?" There was complete silence in the classroom. Everyone waited for your response. You felt really uncomfortable. "My mother needs to find a committee to join and she will get a place on the list," you answered in your new girly voice. People were grinning and chuckling. You blushed a little. "After the election, all votes on the list are summed up and if the committee will win some mandates, people with the highest number of votes will be elected." "Good job, my little bunny! Sit down." You came back to your table. People were grinning at you. "Such a sweet voice, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''!" Well, your road to feminity was officially announced.[[A girl's first day.|Position in pack]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><><><<if $dressOn.length gt 0 or $skirtOn.length gt 0>>It was really strange to wear <<print $lowerbodyOn>> outside. It was a little cold, but it was clearly a refreshing experience. You smiled to yourself. It was nearly a mysthic experience to walk those familiar streets in a feminine clothes. <</if>><>It was strange to not have those morning messages with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. You sighed. Apparently, he was still mad at you and you couldn't really blame him for that. You were ready for a solitary walk when you saw ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' waving at you. She had two coffees from Starbucks and approached quickly. She kissed you on the cheek. "Wow, look at you!" she gently touched your <<print $transformation[0]>>. <><<if $transformation.contains("height")>>You noticed that you were the same height now.<</if>><> "This is amazing! I know I should get used to this already, but still, when I look at those transformations, I am really excited! Oh, it's for you!" She gave you a coffee, smiling friendly. You hesitated for a moment. "You'll need more than a cup of coffee to earn my trust, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''," you said and took a slip. "But this is a good start." She giggled. She was clearly excited. "Yeah, I bet! I hope you eventually forgive me. I had no bad intentions. But we'll talk later. First the work!" You felt the tingling and the warmth again. Before you could react, you started to feel the changes. <<if $transformation.contains("legs")>><<set $transformation.push("hair")>>You felt a tingle in your hair. It began to grow and lightened a little. You never had long hair, so you didn't really know if they were straight, but when they reached the height of your ears, they waved a little. Your face seemed to look smaller with the longer hair. Your hair grew slowly until it was shoulder-length. It tingled your neck. It felt like some insects sat on you. You swept your hair. It was thick and heavy. The fairer strands reflected in the light. They were soft and nice to touch. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' giggled again. She took the green hairband and tied your hair in a simple ponytail. "You have to choose your own style, girl." <<else>><<set $transformation.push("legs")>>Your legs felt oddly. You touched them. You realized that the hair on them vanished. They were smooth. Everything around you seemed to become a little bigger, so you had to lose some of your height. Your hips widened. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' had to hold for a moment because the decreasing size of your feet caused that you lost your balance. Your feet were now slender and delicate. You lost several shoe sizes for sure.<</if>> She looked pleased about the changes. She flashed you with her smile. "Now we can have our first girl to girl talk!"[[You started the conversation.|About Robert]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><><><<if $dressOn.length gt 0 or $skirtOn.length gt 0>>It was really strange to wear <<print $lowerbodyOn>> outside. It was a little cold, but it was clearly a refreshing experience. You smiled to yourself. It was nearly a mysthic experience to walk those familiar streets in a feminine clothes. <</if>><>This time ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was waiting for you. It kept surprising you. "Do you have a watch on your dick that you are punctual now?" you asked wryly. He rolled his eyes but smiled. "As I see your <<print $transformation[0]>>, I suppose tomorrow you'll prove me that girls can be on time. I can barely wait!" he snapped back. He leaned over and kissed you on the cheek. Apparently, the hand-shake you shared yesterday was a single exception. <> <<if $transformation.contains("height")>>He chuckled and stroke your hair. "What a cute midget you became." There was some mild tone in his voice.<</if>><> Then you noticed ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. She had two coffees from Starbucks and approached quickly. "Wow, look at you!" she kissed you on the cheek and gently touched your <<print $transformation[0]>>. <><<if $transformation.contains("height")>>You noticed that you were the same height now.<</if>><> ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' looked at her with disgust. "Why am I not surprised to see you here, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''?" he asked. "Always in the middle of action when someone's life's breaking apart." He spat. She smiled at him wryly. "You are forgetting the role I usually take in such situations," she snapped back. "Anyway... Your life is not breaking apart, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. Maybe you'd break the bed if you jerk off too hard. You'll live, big boy." "Yeah, this is how people you "helped" manage. Until you get bored of them, of course." She shrugged. "For now, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' is very interesting." After she said that, you felt the warmth and the tingling feeling again. <<if $transformation.contains("legs")>><<set $transformation.push("hair")>>You felt a tingle in your hair. It began to grow and lightened a little. You never had long hair, so you didn't really know if they were straight, but when they reached the height of your ears, they waved a little. Your face seemed to look smaller with the longer hair. Your hair grew slowly until it was shoulder-length. It tingled your neck. It felt like some insects sat on you. You swept your hair. It was thick and heavy. The fairer strands reflected in the light. They were soft and nice to touch. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' giggled again. She took the green hairband and tied your hair in a simple ponytail. "You have to choose your own style, girl." <<else>><<set $transformation.push("legs")>>Your legs felt oddly. You touched them. You realized that the hair on them vanished. They were smooth. Everything around you seemed to become a little bigger, so you had to lose some of your height. Your hips widened. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' had to hold for a moment because the decreasing size of your feet caused that you lost your balance. Your feet were now slender and delicate. You lost several shoe sizes for sure. <><<if $fatherClothes == true>>Your father's shoes were much too big now.<<else>>Your shoes fit at least!<</if>><><</if>> Then ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' sighed. "I suppose all our way to school I will have to hear accusations and insults. Well, the price of altruism, I believe. Your friendship is hard to earn."[[You discovered some news.|About the dreams]]

<><<set $backto = "You wanted to know more">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <</if>><<leadingApproaches $math>><>"I won't sniff around," you assured her. "I mean... Look at me. Those two days were enough trauma to stay away from ''Auntie''. I wouldn't mess with her again. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and you were really brave to get near to her. I saw how she possesed ''<<print $they.robertName>>''<<if visited("Caroline's sex dream") or visited("Caroline's toilet sex")>> or ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''...<<else>>...<</if>> I will stay ashore, as you said. But I don't think I understand much. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looked at you. You wondered what she saw as she was looking at your pale face and tired eyes. She smiled. "I understand it's confusing for you. I'll tell you something. But right now..." <<if $transformation[0]=="face">><<set $transformation.push("hair")>>You felt a tingle in your hair. It began to grow and lightened a little. You never had long hair, so you didn't really know if they were straight, but when they reached the height of your ears, they waved a little. Your face seemed to look smaller with the longer hair. Your hair grew slowly until it was shoulder-length. It tingled your neck. It felt like some insects sat on you. You swept your hair. It was thick and heavy. The fairer strands reflected in the light. They were soft and nice to touch. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' giggled again. She took the green hairband and tied your hair in a simple ponytail. "You have to choose your own style, girl."<<else>><<set $transformation.push("face")>>For a moment, nothing happened. Then this strange itching began, concentrating on your face. You touched it. You felt how it was changing. To your surprise, you didn't look more feminine. You looked younger. Your facial features softened, your eyes and mouth seemed to be bigger, just like ears. In a few moments, you recognized yourself from the class photos of the late elementary school. You were shocked. Was she making you a kid again? But the changes only slower, but didn't end. Your face tingled again. Your nose looked smaller, the chin bones were a little higher. Your lips darkened a little. Your eyebrows looked less prominent, your jaw rounded. There were subtle changes, but when they occurred you looked like a twelve-year-old girl. Then your face shifted. Your eyes seemed to be smaller, your eyelashes thicked and grew. Your skin was soft and flexible, however, you saw some reddish spots on them. It had to be your allergy to lactose. Your face became more mature, now you looked like a 14-15-year-old. This was a pretty girl face, but it just developing a more womanly appearance. You saw that process for a while until it stopped. "You are beautiful girl, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." You weren't as pretty as her, but surely it was an attractive face.<</if>> She was quiet for a moment. "Let's say that ''Auntie'' as we call her isn't exactly a person. It's better to think about her like a river or a sea. She has her... current. And that current forces people to do such things. It's dangerous and powerful, but you really can't say she's evil or immoral. ''Auntie'' is like a rough sea or steep mountain. You can drown, you can fell, but it isn't her intention." She was whispering. You saw a fascination and respect in her face. "And like a sea or river, ''Auntie'' is... well... let's say inhabited. There are some... beings in there. And well, they are not exactly evil, like a shark that attacks you isn't evil, but they are dangerous too. But they have some habits... And eating habits... And nature..." She went pale. She was shivering a little. "Usually, the victims of the Parity - which we could name the part of ''Auntie's'' current, are forced just to make what she wants them to do. Generally, ''Auntie'' is some kind of life force, so it pushes you to create more life. But there are methods of navigating the current. There are methods of... well, let's say, fishing. And some people know how to do that. I call them divers. Apparently, one of them spoke to ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. That's it." She asked for a check and paid. "You don't tell me everything," you said. "You know who spoke to him." She winced. "I've already told you too much. If you take my advice seriously, you'll find a nice boy and you'll fuck with him. It's probably the best protection from any further problems." You chuckled. "Wow. If you put a marriage between finding a boy and fucking, it would a really good Catholic preach, you know." She shrugged. She was really serious. "Well, let's say that I appreciate every religion that allows exorcisms. Eh, let's go. I'm not in the mood of taking photos."[[You came back to school.|Figure transformation]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You shrugged and tried to smile convincigly. "I do my best," you said. "You somehow managed, so I will try too." He smiled. "You'll be fine," he assured you. "We'll be fine. It's part of this school..." "Sure. It's part of high school unique experience." He chuckled. "Poor ''<<print $they.justinName>>''! He hurried up a little with getting a girlfriend. Such a pretty girl to adore!" You froze, then you blushed furiously. He laughed. "Relax, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''! I mean, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''! I'm joking. Maybe a little, but I'm joking. Wow." He looked at you and laughed again. "Before you get used to it I'll have a great time!" You sighed and rolled your eyes. He chuckled again. "Do it again!" "What?" "Roll your eyes! You're so cute and sweet..." You rolled your eyes again and sighed: "Men!" He laughed so hard you were sure he would fall off the bench. "Fuck me! The ''<<print $you.maleName>>ocentrism'' finally explained. There was a little, spoiled princess inside and she finally showed up! Poor ''<<print $they.justinName>>''! Poor me! We have no chances with her!" "A spoiled? Me? Dude, my father gave you two VIP tickets for free! I had to work three months to repay him!" "Poor ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', she had to work like we, the workclass..." "Oh, shut up! Fuck you!" He smiled wryly. "But you didn't deny you were a princess!" You punched him. "For you, the empress of unicorns!" "Ooo, be careful when you talk about unicorns!" Finally, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' acted like he should.[[The rest of school day.|Figure transformation]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Your mother made you a breakfast! It shocked you. You had to prepare your morning meals yourself since elementary school, which meant that you usually skipped them and bought something on the way to school. Well, she usually left before you and her breakfasts... Well, you weren't interested in them much. Yogurt with fruits and some musli wasn't really something you consider as a meal. But as you were dazed after a bad night, you could barely swallow, so it was nice to eat something you didn't have to bite. Your mother read something on her phone and took some notes. She was focused as always. She was a strong woman. She was a real fighter. She worked hard and never gave up. There were traits you could admire, but it was hard to live with her. You knew she loved you, but you rarely felt that. You knew your parent didn't plan you - they were two college kids who threw caution to the wind. She lost two years and it looked like she still, after 18 years, tried to make up for the lost time. She had her carrier and her duties. You and your father rarely were a priority. She had no time for your problems. "Remember to take your certificate of employment," she said when she finished reading. "''Mr. Zagorsky'''s waited two weeks for you." You shrugged. "I was sick," you said with your mouth full. You knew it was the only chance to speak up. Your mother had her schedule in such conversations, your responses weren't necessary. "I will go tomorrow." "Because today I'll grow my own cunt, thanks for asking, mom" - you added in thoughts. "He will take vacation next week. If you don't take it by Friday..." "I said I would." "...you'll get your tax refund in July. I thought you needed that money." "I do. And I will take this paperwork. Tomorrow." "You better. The tax offices aren't work quick these days." You nodded, irritated. You could predict that free breakfast was a trap. "So, you got any big plans this weekend? Besides the concert, of course?" You looked at her carefully. Was your mother abducted by aliens and replaced by this creature? You thought that...[[...maybe your mother was nicer to her daughter than to her son.|Be open to your mother]] <<flashy $display>> [[...it wasn't just a question.|It's not her business]] <<clever $display>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $olivierSex=$olivier>><<set $olivierSex = $olivierSex + $player.Condition>><>As the flat was clean, you both sat on ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' bed. You weren't surprised that his room didn't change because of his transformation. You never asked ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' about her dreamly room. She seemed to have no attachment to the space. <<if not visited("Uncle Stan with Olivier")>>"I bet you have a room worth a princess," he said. "Sure. I even have a stuffed unicorn, so I will never be lonely. And a mirror. A big one." He chuckled. "I always wondered why you didn't have one as you were a boy. You spent a lot of time in the bathroom, I suppose. Admiring yourself. Train one-liners."<<else>>"You are a daddy's girl now, aren't you? And god daddy's girl for certain. My God. ''Stan'' was totally under your spell!"<</if>> You rolled your eyes and sighed. He chuckled. "I still can't believe how natural you look and act. Really, don't blush. I watched you. You are far more natural than ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. She tries too hard. She acts. I bet she still drown her inner nerd out." <<if visited("Accept fate")>>"So you say I'm some kind of sissy or something?" "No. I say you can have a normal life. I hope we both will have but as I watch you, you are better than I."<<else>>You frowned. "I'm not!" you hissed through the clenched teeth. "I might be hugged but I am the same person I was! Nothing changed inside me, understood?!" He looked at you a little surprised. "Sure, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. I'm just messing with you, relax." "No funny." You pouted your lips. That was so feminine mannier, that you winced when you realized what did you do.<</if>> You realized that it was the first moment when you were alone with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' after you both changed. But your body noticed it earlier. You felt a little dizzy. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was close. You never kept a social distance with ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', so it wasn't inappropriate that as a boy she sat so close. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' didn't attract you, but ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''... did. You smelled the smell of his cosmetics. You looked at his hands. They seemed to be larger than you had as a boy, but comparing to your fragile palms you felt so small and vulnerable. But yet you felt safe and warm. You looked at his face and realize that you liked the sparkles in his eyes and you liked his wry smile. He looked at you but quickly looked away. He looked conflicted. As you saw the bulge in his pants, you thought you discovered the source of this conflict. <<if visited("Struggle")>>That thought scared you.<</if>> <<if visited("Buy beer")>>"Why aren't we drinking?" he exclaimed, hiding his confusion. He efficiently opened the two bottles of beer and gave you one. He raised his and said: "To the new beginnings!" He changed a position a little so you couldn't see his erection so vividly.<<else>>He sighed. He changed a position a little so you couldn't see his erection so vividly. "My parents aren't here and I have to be sober! Promise me that tomorrow at this hour we'll be drunk!" You chuckled. "The concert will last then, but later... Everything could happen," you said slyly. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' looked at you and then you saw the excitement in his eyes.<</if>><><div class="hintboxOwn"><div align="center">''Sex with <<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''</div>Your ''Condition'' + base relation with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''/ ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'': <<print $olivierSex>> <<if $approaches.contains(3)>>You are ''Flashy''.<<set $olivierSex=$olivierSex+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Go with Olivia")>>You went with ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' to school.<<set $olivierSex=$olivierSex+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Pact")>>You were with ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' during the pact.<<set $olivierSex=$olivierSex+1>> <</if>> <<if $oliverCock== true>>You stared at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' cock.<<set $olivierSex=$olivierSex+1>> <</if>> <<if $investigation.contains("Olivia")>>You followed ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' during the transformation.<<set $olivierSex=$olivierSex+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Back off from the accuse")>>You burst into tears after you accused him.<<set $olivierSex=$olivierSex+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Stay with Olivia")>>You ate lunch with him.<<set $olivierSex=$olivierSex+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Start a flirt with Olivier")>>You spoke with him about his feelings. <<set $olivierSex=$olivierSex+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Bookshop with Olivier")>>You spent a day with him. <<set $olivierSex=$olivierSex+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Buy beer")>>You bought the beer.<<set $olivierSex=$olivierSex+1>> <</if>> <div align="center"><<print $olivierSex>>/''9''</div></div><>[[You spent this evening with the friend... and just a friend.|Be friendly to Olivier]] <<if $olivierSex gte 9>>[[You wanted to know how far you could go with him.|Be seducive to Olivier]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<feminineClothes $player>><<set $routine = $routine+1>> <<set $skirt.push("green midi skirt")>> <<set $skirt.push("burgundy box pleated skirt")>> <<set $dress.push("brown-beige shift dress")>><><>It turned out that you had more feminine wardobe that you thought yesterday. You found two skirts and one dress in the dryer. Apparently they should be washed in certain temperature. It looked that ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' chose as your colors dark red, green, brown and beige. You had to admit they suited you. <div class="hintboxOwn">Your skirts: <<print $skirt>>.</div> <div class="hintboxOwn">Your dresses: <<print $dress>>.</div> <<if $routine lt 2>><<if not visited("Some makeup")>>[[You tried with a makeup.|Some makeup]] <</if>><<if not visited("Do something with your hair")>>[[You did something with your hair.|Do something with your hair]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Masturbate")>>[[You found the time to touch yourself.|Masturbate]] <</if>> <<else>>[[Ordinary morning...|Normal rouitine]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You acted friendly with ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''.You sighed. "Aren't you tired of speaking about sex all the time?" you asked. "Dude, seriously. ''Auntie'' took our lives and gave this... replacement. I think you are too focused on sex. Sure, girls fuck. But there is a whole life behind it. And definitely, I don't want to talk with you about cocks. Do you really want to talk about them? I mean... Really?" She snorted. "Why not? Are you in fourth grade or something? You even scored as a guy with this snobby emo girl. So what? I don't see you blush when I talk about you would spread your legs. I know you have those thoughts and urges. I am in the bitch team too. They made us to be sluts. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' wants you to fuck for sure. And she gave you so fuckable body." That was interesting, but it was still old ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' in petite ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' body. Little dog that barked loudly. But he lost a lot of his self-confidence. "How are you holding up?" you asked quietly. You knew she wanted to change the topic. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' pulled a face, her face turned pale. Then she hissed: "How do you think, you bitch?! In this shithole, I live in? I lost everything! I am nothing! I am nobody! And I'm nobody's bitch, so I am everybody's bitch! I said you should have volunteered! You were a sissy anyway!" It turned out that the girls planned revenge on ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. She was the last girl picked on the team. They shouted on ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' all game. She hit the ground three or four times. And when the lesson was over, she found that someone wrote "SLUT" with a marker on her backpack. "It's a good thing you wrote that, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''!" ''Susan'' exclaimed. She was a girl who ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' tormented constantly. "You get more attention!" Girls could be cruel. <<if $relations.Girls gt 2 and $improvedRelationsGirls==false>>You didn't have the personal experiences, but you were under no illusions about that. The fairer sex didn't usually bully boys, but girls were creative. It looked like the hunting season was officially opened and ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' was a prey.<<elseif $relations.Girls gt 2 and $improvedRelationsGirls==true>>It seemed that they left you alone, but you still were worried that they would bully you again.<<else>>You knew that. You just had hope that girls would focus on ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' and leave you alone.<</if>><<if visited("Slutty: talk with Martha") and visited("Slutty: talk with Caroline") and visited("Slutty: talk with Olivier")>>[[After school.|Bookshop]]<<else>>[[Other conversations...|Slutty Caroline]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $auntie.Defiance =$auntie.Defiance+1>><<set $auntie.baseDefiance = $auntie.baseDefiance +1>><>It was a nice evening. You didn't talk about the Parity or even about a school. It seemed that you both wanted to act as normally as it was possible. So you talked about movies and music. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' showed you some new melodies he composed. Even as a girl he had long fingers, now he had even longer, so he could play better. It was nice to hear him and he was really excited. You talked about the vacation too. You supposed you both would work, as your parents didn't have or didn't want to give you money. You complained a little that your parents were skimpy, but you both had so good experiences with your first jobs, so it wasn't last long. You felt a little relaxed during this evening. It was... well... another evening of your life but after your change, it meant a lot. You felt you restored some control over your life. Finally, you had to come back home. You stood on your toes and kissed his cheek. You came home smiling.[[At home.|Go home]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You leaned against the wall and lightly spreaded your legs. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' could have a good view on your figure. "Damn, you are beautiful..." You smiled wryly. You pushed away your hair. "And you are the same you used to be... Don't you regret? You could look like a young Al Pacino or something." He shrugged. "It's my life, not some kind of the freak show. I like who I am." His self-confidence and self-awarness impressed you. You smirked. "Really? You like yourself as you are now? <<if visited("Stare at her cock")>>You said you had some parasyte problem. Something attached to you.<<else>>You weren't so happy about the shemale category...<</if>>" He chuckled and leaned closer to you. "I was surprised, that's all." You leaned on your hands, so your face was closer to him. "Was it a pleasant surprise?" you whispered. He kissed you and after the short moment you were kissing him back. He touched your chin, you stroke his head. Your tongues met each other. You were feeling hot. You kissed him passionately and you knew it was just the beginning.[[You let him to explore your body]] <<if $olivierSex gte 10 and $beAgirl==true>>[[You sucked his cock.|You suck Olivier's cock]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Little ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' solved the deadlock in the way you did so many years ago. She pulled the mattress off her own bed. "We will both sleep on the floor!" she exclaimed with the serious face that was a comic caricature of your mother's mood. The adults laughed. Even ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' smiled a little. "Do you accept it, ''<<print $they.justinName>>''?" your father asked. The little boy blushed helplessly and noded. "Great. So put your pijama on and lie on your stomach, ok? ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', let's give a man a little privacy." Everyone left the room. You followed them. You didn't want to see the wounds again. Besides, you knew what would happen next. Little ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' cried. There were tears of sadness and compassion, but she was happy that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' would stay. Both parents hugged her and kissed her. And then her mother spoke the words she never repeated: "I am proud of you." Time sped up. Suddenly was an evening and little ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' laid next to ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. Even if he was sleeping earlier, now his eyes were wide opened. "It's strange," he said. "Can... Can we pretend we are brother and sister? It will be less strange to me." The little girl giggled. "Sure we can! But brothers and sisters must argue and fight." "Some of them don't." "You see? You are already arguing! You'll be the best brother I ever have!" Two toddlers giggled. You looked at them smiling. Those two weeks were the best in your life.[[You woke up!|Your girly morning]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You went to the bookshop in the gallery. You weren't really in the mood for shopping when you went to ''Mr. Zagorsky's'' place, but now you were. You went to the horror section. As always, you were surprised about the amount of discounted books. You sometimes bought one of them, however, they were often a total crap. As your father was a graphic, you could recognize the stock pictures used on the covers. They barely fit the content of the books. Most of the books were translations of American authors. The horror writers in your country had a little chance to be published in the bigger publishing houses. But there was an exception. You saw a book titled "The recognition of spirits". The stock blond and busty teenage girl was shouting on the cover. But there was a subheading that you found interesting. "Is your high school cursed too"? You took the book. The author was from your city and it was his debut as a fiction writer but he published already some articles about occultism. It turned out that the plot of his book was about the cursed school where some kind of evil spirits persuaded students to commit suicide. Well, it was interesting. The occult writers usually wrote terribly. You tried to read some classics of the matter, but you didn't learn much. And as the book cost $2.50, you didn't hesitate long. You spent some time in the mall, but eventually, you get bored. You received some messages. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' informed you about his train's arrival. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' asked you if you would come. Well, you could call them. You decided to call...[[$they.justinName|Call to Justin]] [[$they.oliviaMaleName|Call to Olivier]] [[Nah. You went home.|Go home]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $auntie.Defiance = $auntie.Defiance+1>><>You decided to go alone. You worked in the bookshop alone. It was your first job you owed only yourself. You didn't want ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' there. Besides, you were going to spend in his company most of the weekend. You needed some privacy. You felt that you were on display for the last few days. You'd enjoy the lonely walk. So you told ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' that you'd go alone. He looked disappointed. "It looks like I have to start cleaning my flat myself," he said and sighed. "Will you join me in the evening at least?" You shrugged. "I suppose," you said. "I can't stay home, so... Yeah, I think I will come." He smiled slyly and kissed you on the cheek. He kissed harder than he used to as a girl. You took a deep breath. You felt relief while you stayed with your own thought.[[Mr Zagorsky had the customers.|Bookshop creeps]]

<><<set $backto = "Bookshop be offended">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">><<set $count =$count+1>> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You clenched your teeth. "What the fuck that was supposed to mean?" you exclaimed. His smile didn't disappear. In fact, he chuckled a little. "Hey, girl, relax. I am on your side. You are not a commie hippie bitch, you just watch too much Netflix." "Thanks for an advice. Now mind your fucking business." It was quite new to you. This guy could break you in one second, but still, you were sure that there wouldn't be a physical confrontation. <<if visited("Bookshop with Olivier")>>That was the moment when ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' went to the bookshop. "Any problems here, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''?" The nationalist guy looked at him with a smile on his mouth. "Wow, original British desert combats. You see... ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. You just need to find a right man." "Fuck off!" It was the moment when ''Mr. Zagorsky'' finally came back.<<else>>You wouldn't know how this conservation would end if ''Mr. Zagorsky'' didn't come from a back room.<</if>> ''Mr. Zagorsky'' came back with your papers and with a book. You were shocked that this primitive guy could read but it turned out that it was a present for some veteran. He paid and patted your shoulder. <<if visited("Bookshop with Olivier")>>"Take care of your girl!" he said to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and left.<<else>>"Good luck, girl!" he said and left.<</if>> "Hands off!" ''Mr. Zagorsky'' was a little embarrassed. "Election year!" he sighed. "In the morning there were leftist activists and accused me of selling fascist books... But well, maybe I shouldn't tell you this. I hope you'll come and work for me during your vacation. I didn't believe that my back room could be so clean... Even a month, even a week! Whenever you want!" You smiled. "I'll see. You know, sir, the elections... It would be a busy time for my mother. But I'd love to!" You talked with the old man for a moment, but your heart was racing. Finally...[[...you left a bookshop.|You lesbian?]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''Mr. Zagorsky'' had two customers. <<if visited("To the principal's office!")>>You recognize one of them immediately. It was this bald man who was in your principal's office.<<else>>One of them was a bald man, unshaven and messy. He was talking loudly and evidently liked the sound of his own voice. You knew that type. Most of the people your mother worked with within the town hall were similar.<</if>> The second customer was much younger, he was maybe two or three years older than you. He was bald too, but it was just a haircut. He looked out of place in the bookshop. He wore the t-shirt that said "Death for enemies of Homeland". He was big and muscular and clearly with intelligence below the average. As you went in, both of them looked at you. The older man quickly turned his head away, but the young Neanderthal stared at you with a wide smile, checking you out. "O, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', good afternoon!" ''Mr. Zagorsky'' exclaimed. He shook your hand quickly and nervously. "You are here for your certificate, aren't you? That young lady worked here for several months," he said to his customers. "She was hardworking, trustworthy, and precise! This is the youth I was speaking of, ''Arthur''. In each generation you could find loafers! Wait a minute, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', I have to find your papers..." He went to the back room, so you stayed with those two men. The older looked at you disrespectfully, the younger stared at your breasts. You tried to not show the anxiety you just felt. "I know you," the younger said and smiled widely. You looked at him surprised. "You are the chairwoman's girl. You were at the celebration of The Day of Independence." He didn't sound so primitive like you assumed. But you didn't like his tone and look. The older man looked at you again and you saw the resentment on his face. "Oh, it's //you//," he said and snorted. "And //you// worked //here//, right? You have no shame, girl. Don't you have your own bookshops? I have to choose better place... Good bye, ''Sebastian''. We'll see at the meeting." He pulled a face and left. You were too shocked to react. But the younger man which you finally recognized as a member of the nationalist organization "Our Legacy" made this situation even weirder. "Don't worry about him. Old men have their quirks. I think lesbians are hot. They just didn't meet a real man."[[Your orientation wasn't his business.|Bookshop be offended]] <<forceful $display>> [[You remained silent.|Bookshop ignore]] <<careful $display>>

<><<set $backto = "Bookshop ignore">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">><<set $count =$count+1>> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You looked away feeling feeling your face was burning. The guy was obviously checking you out. "Yeah, girls don't have easy times," he said. "I would rather fuck girls too if I have to be with those all cuckolds and sissies. But don't worry, you'll find a man. Just don't dye your hair on pink or something like those commie hippie whores." You didn't know what to say, but finally, you looked at his face. He was evidently happy to advise the younger, pretty girl. You were sure that he would beat every cuckold or sissy he found. Well, maybe not everyone. The statistics of the physical violence in your country were still surprisingly low, but you were sure that some boys had to run before him and his friends. ''Mr. Zagorsky'' came back with your papers and with a book. You were shocked that this primitive guy could read but it turned out that it was a present for some veteran. He paid and patted your shoulder. "Good luck, girl!" he said and left. ''Mr. Zagorsky'' was a little embarrassed. "Election year!" he sighed. "In the morning there were leftist activists and accused me of selling fascist books... But well, maybe I shouldn't tell you this. I hope you'll come and work for me during your vacation. I didn't believe that my back room could be so clean... Even a month, even a week! Whenever you want!" You smiled. "I'll see. You know, sir, the elections... It would be a busy time for my mother. But I'd love to!" You talked with the old man for a moment, but your heart was racing. Finally...[[...you left a bookshop.|You lesbian?]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You shrugged. "Sure, you can go with me," you said then smiled. "But still, you should get a life, you nerd." He rolled his eyes. "Yes, mom," he answered sacrastically. "Will you come this evening to me? Probably I would clean the flat then, but maybe I can use your help." "We'll see, but my father kicked me out, so... Well, we'll see." Spending the whole day with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' wasn't really a nice perspective, as you would spend with him most of the weekend also. You were sure that before his transformation, you'd find the excuse. But now it was... different. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was as avoid as he was as a girl, but somehow it bothered you less. You enjoyed his company, you wanted to have him close... It turned out that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' didn't intend to enter the shop. He ligthed a cigarette. "I'll wait here for you."[[You went to the bookshop.|Bookshop creeps]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>After the school you had to to the bookshop you were working in the beginning of the year. Your mather was right, you needed the certificate of employment to get money from tax offices. One of a few good decisions of the current government was a complete tax exemption of workers under 26. Of course, the politicians had to do it with a huge bureaucracy - the employer had to pay all dues and the employee later had to apply for money in the local tax office. And tax offices... well... didn't work too fast. Helping in this bookshop was your first real job. Earlier you did some season jobs, like snow removal or walking the dogs, but it was pointless work for pointless pay your parents were finding you to create the illusion that they were teaching you the responsibility. A job in the bookshop you got yourself. Of course, you knew the bookseller. You were a regular customer in this shop. ''Mr. Zagorsky'' was a really nice man in his late 60s, and it turned out he was a generous employer. He gave you a bonus that nearly doubled the salary you should earn. "May I join you?" ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' asked. "Your parents aren't home," you pointed out. "Don't you want to enjoy the freedom you have?" He shrugged. "Nah. The Pope didn't move out, so it's not so much improvement like you think. Maybe I buy something. I've earned some money too, you know. Maybe I won't spend it on the cigarettes." You chuckled. "Did they close libraries in this city?" ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' used to laugh at your habit of buying a lot of books. It was a waste of money to him, as most of them you read only once. "Libraries are for poor people." You were aware that it was an only occasion to get rid of ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. On the other way, he'd accompany you for most of the day.[[You let him come with you.|Bookshop with Olivier]] [[You went alone.|Bookshop alone]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You frowned. "You are joking, right?" you asked. "You did your best to make them hate you, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''. What the fuck did you expect? They have a right to despise you. I'm surprised that they don't pay you back." She pulled a face, then shrugged. "Cowardly bitches. They won't mess with me. When I'll change back, I could do what they deserve." But she didn't look convinced. You chuckled. "That's your plan, right? Yeah, I want to see it happen. Sure, I get that ''Auntie'' has two-ways tickets, but as you are fucking around you are losing everything, you know? Girls were scared of you, guys respected you. They won't do it as you suck every cock you can get." ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' made an angry face. "Eat shit, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. I will make you do it literally." It turned out that the girls planned revenge anyway. She was the last girl picked on the team. They shouted on ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' all game. She hit the ground three or four times. And when the lesson was over, she found that someone wrote "SLUT" with a marker on her backpack. "It's a good thing you wrote that, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''!" ''Susan'' exclaimed. She was a girl who ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' tormented constantly. "You get more attention!" Girls could be cruel. <<if $relations.Girls gt 2 and $improvedRelationsGirls==false>>You didn't have the personal experiences, but you were under no illusions about that. The fairer sex didn't usually bully boys, but girls were creative. It looked like the hunting season was officially opened and ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' was a prey.<<elseif $relations.Girls gt 2 and $improvedRelationsGirls==true>>It seemed that they left you alone, but you still were worried that they would bully you again.<<else>>You knew that. You just had hope that girls would focus on ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' and leave you alone.<</if>><<if visited("Slutty: talk with Martha") and visited("Slutty: talk with Caroline") and visited("Slutty: talk with Olivier")>>[[After school.|Bookshop]]<<else>>[[Other conversations...|Slutty Caroline]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<if visited("Struggle")>><<anger $auntie>><</if>><>You could buy alcohol legally for three months now but it was still a new experience for you. You were proud whenever the shopkeeper didn't ask you for your ID. But this time you were checked really carefully. Didn't you look for 18 years old? Probably not. When you went with beer, you thought about your alcohol experiences. You were a normal teenager, so you drank some beer and vodka since middle school. You could drink much without getting drunk. You were curious if that remained the same after your transformation. Probably not. You didn't have the mass that would give you more endurance... You sighed. You had to discover so many things about yourself... Well, one thing you discovered quite quickly. When ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' opened you a door, he was in undershirt and shorts. You looked at his muscular arms and legs and you had to admit that you liked them. It wasn't envy, though. At this moment you couldn't imagine those muscles on your body. You just enjoyed the view. They were attractive. <<if visited("Struggle")>>You clenched your teeth. ''Auntie'' was messing with you again, but you decided to struggle with those temptations. You wouldn't accept that you were attracted to boys.<<else>>It was a new experience to you, finding the guy attracted.<</if>> The music played in the background. Tom Waits sang that he'd sell your heart to the junkman for a buck.[[You stepped in.|Alone with Olivier]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You didn't remember when was the last time you picked this number. You sighed, but with your higher voice it didn't sound like it used to. In many ways, ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' would talk to you first time. She picked up quickly. "Hello, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," she said. Her voice, quite low for a girl, was full of concern. "Hi, ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. It's been a while." "Yeah," she said quietly. You couldn't see her face, but you supposed she had to be surprised how girly you sounded. The deathly hush fell. "How are you holding up? I know that in ''Rosset'' we all had to be ready for hugging, but... Well, it happened, so... I mean... You had a time to prepare as ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' were preparing to counter the ritual this creepy guy was trying to perform, but... But how do you feel, really?" You were surprised how uncertain she sounded. It wasn't ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' you knew.[[You told about yourself.|Talk openly with Dorothy]] <<quick $display>> [[You tried to investigate what she knew.|Try to listen Dorothy]] <<clever $display>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<justinBreakup $player>><>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' picked up the phone immedietaly. "Good evening, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he said with his usual seriousness covering the jokes. "What do I owe the honor of this call?" You chuckled. "I had to go into the temporary exile. Uncle ''Stan'' occupies my flat. He sends his regards to you and your lady, by the way." "Oh, thank you. I miss him sometimes. So you are wandering alone and despairing on your fate? Poor thing." "Poor and lonely, as always." "Honey, who you're talking to?" you heard the girl's voice in the distance. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. She says hi." You didn't, but you were surprised to hear the sudden tension in ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' voice. "Cool. Shouldn't you finish your packing, darling? We'll have no time tomorrow." "It's not a North Pole expedition, I will do it in the minute." You noticed the familiar tone of his stubbornness. But you were surprised he was using it in the conversation with his girlfriend. "I'm sorry, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. The trip business." "Don't be sorry, just finish your packing!" Wow. What a bitch. Was she jealous of you or something? But she used the wrong way to influence on ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' behavior. He talked to you for the next ten minutes, evidently to get back at her. It cheered you up. He chose you over her and you were sure she was aware of that. After this call you noticed some new messages from ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''.[[You called him back.|Call to Olivier]] [[You went home.|Go home]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You called ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. It took some time until he picked up. "You have perfect timing, as always," he said. "You can come over. I've just finished." "So you can spend time with me without making me clean your flat! Amazing." "It's your lucky day, princess. But if you want to come, you can buy some beer." "Sure, you couldn't just meet me without using me, could you?" "It's how patriarchy works. Deal with it." You chuckled. "I'll think about it," you said slyly. "Oh, come on! It's not that you actually have any plans!" [[You went and bought beer.|Buy beer]] [[You went but you didn't buy beer.|Don't buy beer]] [[You went home.|Go home]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You were again in the poker room, just like in the second dream. There were two people sitting at the table. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' and the man who met in the corridor, however you were sure that he was following you. "Hello, gorgerous, join us," he said and showed you a free chair. He was checking you out openly. He clearly enjoyed what he saw. "I have to say ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' did her job nicely. I appreciate that look more than this vulgar bimbo ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' created. You've become a beautiful young woman, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. I bet you won't order new improvements, like our sweet ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''." ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' smiled slyly. "Can you really bet?" she asked. She looked at the stack of chips next to the man. He laughed. "I never bet against the transformed girls' vanity," he said. "Or their creativity. But, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', you have to excuse us. You interrupted a ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' show. She worked very hard to get those chips she wants to spend right now. I suppouse she would become more manly, as her goal is to change back..." He chuckled. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' actually blushed. She took some chips from her own little stock and said: "Bigger tits." Then she shivered and moaned. You saw how chips were absorbing into her body. She squeaked, then put her hands on her modest cleavage. After the transformation, her breasts were little, something between AA and A. They quite fitted to her fragile body, but it was true that she could be marked on porn sites in category "thirteen". Now her breasts were growing, which was clearly a pleasant, sexual experience for her. You were grateful that your own transformation wasn't such orgasmic because moaning like her in front of the class would be an embarrassing experience. You looked at her, fascinated. Two mounds of flesh were growing slowly. She was squeezing them, biting her lips. When the changes were completed, she took a deep breath. She had a full A-cups, maybe even more. You were surprised how satisfied you felt that she had still much smaller breasts than you. "Ooo, fuck..." ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' sighed. The man in the suit chuckled. He looked at you. "In the moment, my sweet sister. For now, we have to introduce our pretty guest. Why are you still standing, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''? Sit, my lady, sit." As his voice sounded like Johnny Depp's Sweeney Todd encouraging Alan Rickman's Judge Turpin in Tim Burton's musical, you hesitated for a moment.[[You joined them.|Join them at the table]] [[You stayed away.|Stay away from the table]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>The conversation made you think about ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. He was the only one of your closest friends that thought that you always were a girl. You had to admit that your friendship with him was something you wanted to repeat in your relationship with the woman of your life. You supported each other and understood easily. Now you were a girl. You knew that friendship without the romance between men and women was hard.<><<if not visited("Struggle")>>[[Maybe you'd be a woman of his life.|You think of him]] <</if>> [[You would definitely try to be a friend and nothing more.|You are not interested in Justin]]<>

''The Parity'' is the game about choices. This is your game log. Every event here could be played differently. <div class="hintboxOwn">You can't get stuck in the game. You'll always get some version of the story. Some paths are harder to find than others. If you support my game on ''Patreon'' or ''SubscribeStar'', you'll get access to the walkthrough to this chapter ([[here|https://www.patreon.com/posts/47403701]] for Patreon, [[here|https://subscribestar.adult/posts/266782]] for SubscribeStar).</div> Your walkthrough lasted <<print $count>> passages. <div align="center">''Your statement about the Parity (so far)''</div> You transformed into a girl. You <<if $beAgirl==true>>''accepted''<<else>>''didn't'' accept<</if>> your transformation. <div align="center">''Your school and personal life''</div> You have the reputation of <<if $relations.School lte 1>>''problematic''<</if>><<if $relations.School ==2 or $relations.School ==3>>''normal''<</if>><<if $relations.School gte 4>>''good''<</if>> student. You are <<if $relations.Boys lte 2>>''constantly bullied'' by<</if>><<if $relations.Boys == 3>>''just one of'' the<</if>><<if $relations.Boys gte 4>>''popular'' among the<</if>> boys. Girls <<if $relations.Girls lte 2>>treat you ''bad''<</if>><<if $relations.Girls == 3>> ''like'' you<</if>><<if $relations.Girls gte 4>>''fancy'' you<</if>>. You and ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' are <<if $relations.Olivia gte 4>>''best''<<elseif $relations.Olivia == 3>>''close''<<else>>''just''<</if>> friends. <div align="center">''Chapter 4''</div> You <<if visited("Call Dorothy")>>''called''<<else>>''didn't'' call<</if>> ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. You <<if visited("Caroline's breasts")>>''saw''<<else>>''didn't'' see<</if>> the way ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''was using the chips. You <<if visited("You'll play")>>''joined''<<else>>''didn't'' join<</if>> the game in the poker room. You <<if visited("Interfere")>>''interfered''<<else>>''didn't'' interfere<</if>> during the dream about ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. The last bet in the poker room was about <<if visited("You'll play") or visited("You won't play") and visited("Look at your cards")>>''you''<<else>>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''<</if>>. You <<if visited("Don't tell about the game truth") or visited("Tell Martha about the game")>>''told'' the truth<<elseif visited("Don't tell Martha about the game") and $attemptLie gte 5>>''lied''<<else>>''tried to lie''<</if>> to ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' about the game in the poker room. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' <<if visited("Bookshop with Olivier")>>''told''<<else>>''didn't'' tell you<</if>> that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was lesbian. ''Stan'' <<if visited("Stay and listen to Olivier")>>''asked''<<else>>''didn't'' ask<</if>> your father to give the guitar to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. You <<if visited("Books")>>''bought''<<else>>''didn't'' buy<</if>> the horror novel. You <<if visited("Call Justin")>>''hastened''<<else>>''didn't'' hasten<</if>> ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'s'' break-up. You <<if $olivierSex gte 8>>''could''<<else>>''couldn't''<</if>> have a sex with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''.[[Chapter 5.|The daydreaming]] <><<set $attracted=[]>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<feminineHabits $player>><>You didn't think before how many shops with clothes were in a single gallery. But there were plenty of them and most of them offered the women's clothes. The underwear, the undershirts, dresses, blouses, trousers, skirts, dresses... There was a whole world you didn't discover before. You were in a mall with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' several times, but you were just a bored intruder. When you passed one of the malls, you realized that you wouldn't be able to choose anything. As a boy, you had just to find the proper size. There, as a girl, you had to consider a lot of elements. Your general body shape, the size of your breasts, the size of your waist... And the clothes should match some style or color. In sudden illumination you realized that even ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', who showed a contempt to clothes, was a very consistent in her choices. You sighed. Of course, there were shop assistants who would gladly help you, but you weren't ready. That was overwhelming and challenging. You probably should take a company on your first shopping. As you were wandering through the corridors of the gallery, you realized that you paid attention to the girls and women but in the other way. You noticed how they were dressed. You spent some time in the mall, but eventually, you get bored. You received some messages. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' informed you about his train's arrival. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' asked you if you would come. Well, you could call them. You decided to call...[[$they.justinName|Call to Justin]] [[$they.oliviaMaleName|Call to Olivier]] [[Nah. You went home.|Go home]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You decided to go to the mall. It was quite crowdy, as it was placed next to the station. People from suburbs usually shopped here before they went home. It was the first time since your transformation you could mingle with the crowd. Finally, you got some privacy. Of course, as a young woman, you weren't as invisible as you were before, but you were still more comfortable than you were at school. Some people stared at you because they saw a cute girl, not that you were transformed into one. It was odd just to walk into the mall without a purpose. You were passing shops and you were looking at the displays. You realized that you didn't notice many of them before. They used to be just elements of the decoration in your way to your destination. Now you were looking at them with newly finding interesting. What would you have to buy? Well, you had a lot of time, so you could actually enter those shops and looked around. You decided to look at...[[...books, of course.|Books]] [[...clothes.|Clothes]] [[...perfumes and cosmetics.|Perfumes and makeup]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<feminineHabits $player>><<set $routine = $routine+1>><>Your hair was mess. There was so tangled you were sure you couldn't comb it out. When you took a hairbrush and started to brush, you realized why little girls sometimes escape from their mothers. It was really painful. You were afraid that you would rather pull hair than to style some haircut. It was a long, frustrating action, and you were sure you'd be late for school because of it. You suspected that your hair was alive, a swarming creature with a really nasty character. When you finished, you tied your hair with a hairband. Even you couldn't fuck it up. You sighed. Clearly, you should get up earlier to prepare yourself properly.<><<if $routine lt 2>><<if not visited("Some makeup")>>[[You tried with a makeup.|Some makeup]] <</if>><<if not visited("Masturbate")>>[[You found the time to touch yourself.|Masturbate]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Attention for clothes")>>[[You paid more attention to your clothes.|Attention for clothes]] <</if>> <<else>>[[Ordinary morning...|Normal rouitine]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<if visited("Struggle")>><<anger $auntie>><</if>><>Since you could buy alcohol legally, you had a great temptation to buy it constantly. When you passed the malls, you hesitated for a moment, but your will was strong. There would a whole weekend ahead of you. When ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' opened you a door, he was in undershirt and shorts. You looked at his muscular arms and legs and you had to admit that you liked them. It wasn't envy, though. At this moment you couldn't imagine those muscles on your body. You just enjoyed the view. They were attractive. <<if visited("Struggle")>>You clenched your teeth. ''Auntie'' was messing with you again, but you decided to struggle with those temptations. You wouldn't accept that you were attracted to boys.<<else>>It was a new experience to you, finding the guy attracted.<</if>> The music played in the background. Tom Waits sang that he'd sell your heart to the junkman for a buck.[[You stepped in.|Alone with Olivier]]

<><<set $backto = "Don't interfere">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">><<set $count =$count+1>> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You looked at ''Rita'', who looked at you back. She was waiting for your reaction. You bit your lips. You knew that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' needed help. You remembered his damages, his wounds. Did those dreams shape the alternative reality, where you were a girl? You always thought that ''Auntie'' simply brainwashed the people... But maybe the Parity reached deeper, to the time itself? You did nothing. It was a dream. You kept repeating yourself that. You wouldn't interfere. It was too dangerous. Your father looked at ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', then at his watch. He sighed. "Come on, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', I'll walk you home. I will go to cemetery tomorrow." The little boy smiled lightly. Your mother looked surprised. Your father waited until ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' tied his shoes. Then he put his hand on the boy's shoulder. That was a friendly gesture, but ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' hissed in pain. Your father looked at him and you saw that he was connecting the dots. A hoodie during the hot, summer day. Being quiet even more than usual. The paleness on the face. ''<<print $they.justinName>>''," he said quietly. Could you take your shirt off, please?" ''Rita'' was looking at you, disappointed. "Your father is better angel guardian than you, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''!" You ignored her. You looked at the little boy who started to shake. Your parents both kneeled next to him and delicately took off his hoodie and shirt. Little ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' gasped. It looked like...[[...he had no healthy place on his back.|Justin's wounds]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $backto = "Don't tell Martha about the game">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><><<set $attemptLie=$player.Privacy>><><div class="hintboxOwn"><div align="center">''Lie to <<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''</div>Your ''Privacy'': <<print $player.Privacy>> <<if $approaches.contains(2)>>You are ''Clever'' ''+1''. <<set $attemptLie = $attemptLie+1>> <</if>> <<if $approaches.contains(6)>>You are ''Sneaky'' ''+1''.<<set $attemptLie = $attemptLie+1>> <</if>> <<if $auntie.Defiance gt 0>>Your ''Defiance'' is higher than 0 ''+1''.<<set $attemptLie = $attemptLie+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Try to skip school")>>You have a practice with lying to your mother about the school ''+1''.<<set $attemptLie = $attemptLie+1>> <</if>> <<if not visited("Envy") and not visited ("Lust") and $pickOnMartha gt 0 or visited("Envy... What?! No, I am a man, I would make love to her, not be her!")>>You avoided <<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' charm during the Monday lesson ''+1''.<<set $attemptLie = $attemptLie+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Rage at Martha")>>You showed your anger about the way she treated ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' ''+1''.<<set $attemptLie = $attemptLie+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Complain")>>You complained her about her behavior during lunch ''+1''.<<set $attemptLie = $attemptLie+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Don't text her")>>You didn't text her before your final transformation.''+1''.<<set $attemptLie = $attemptLie+1>> <</if>> <<if $auntie.Defiance lt 0>>Your ''Defiance'' is lesser than 0 ''-1''.<<set $attemptLie = $attemptLie-1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Envy")>>You envied ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' body ''-1''.<<set $attemptLie = $attemptLie-1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Hide")>>You saw her beating ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' ''-1''.<<set $attemptLie = $attemptLie-1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Be friendly")>>You made a selfie with her. ''-1''.<<set $attemptLie = $attemptLie-1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Text Martha")>>You texted her before the final transformation. ''-1''.<<set $attemptLie = $attemptLie-1>> <</if>> <div align="center"><<print $attemptLie>>/''5''</div></div><> <<if $attemptLie gte 5>>You shrugged. "No, I didn't." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looked at you suspciously. "But you saw a game, didn't you?" <<if visited("Watch the game")>>"Yeah, but I didn't join them. I'm not stupid."<<else>>"No, I didn't." you repeated.<</if>> ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' sighed with relief. "Good. Very good. Ufff. I was afraid you did something... something really dangerous. Did you have some dream this night?" You frowned. "I don't think I will tell you," you said sternly. "Come on. Now you are Spanish fucking inquisition? I get you were worried about this whole Parity thing. But, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', seriously, it's not your damn business. Fuck off." She bit her lips but eventually smiled a little. "Sorry, I've just got excited." You rolled your eyes.<<else>>"No, I didn't." Her face darkened. She winced and her face didn't look like a human's face for a moment. You were sure you saw some red sparkles in her eyes. There was something odd with her teeth. They were far too white. "Don't ever... Ever... lie to me, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." she hissed. "Or I will punish you even in the front of the class. I'm starting to think I was too nice to you. You just can't apprieciate it." <<if $approaches.contains(4)>>Even you were scared right now, you couldn't stop yourself. "Spare it," you snapped back. "You only did what you thought is in your fucking business. Why do you expect I will be loyal to you? You are just one of them and being nice is just your poker strategy." "''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', stop talking!" <<else>>She scared you.<</if>><</if>><<if visited("Slutty: talk with Martha") and visited("Slutty: talk with Caroline") and visited("Slutty: talk with Olivier")>>[[After school.|Bookshop]]<<else>>[[Other conversations...|Slutty Caroline]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You shrugged. "No, I didn't." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looked at you suspciously. "But you saw a game, didn't you?" <<if visited("Watch the game")>>"Yeah, but I didn't join them. I'm not stupid."<<else>>"No, I didn't." you repeated.<</if>> ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' sighed with relief. "Good. Very good. Ufff. I was afraid you did something... something really dangerous. Did you have some dream this night?" You frowned. "I don't think I will tell you," you said sternly. "Come on. Now you are Spanish fucking inquisition? I get you were worried about this whole Parity thing. But, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', seriously, it's not your damn business. Fuck off." She bit her lips but eventually smiled a little. "Sorry, I've just got excited." You rolled your eyes.<<if visited("Slutty: talk with Martha") and visited("Slutty: talk with Caroline") and visited("Slutty: talk with Olivier")>>[[After school|Bookshop]]<<else>>[[Other conversations...|Slutty Caroline]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Your father came to the door and opened it. You could see he was angry. Finally, your mother came. She looked tired. "One day," your father hissed. "All I wanted was one fucking day you wouldn't be late." Your mother looked at him calmly. "The meeting ran along. As usual," she said. "I'm really as early as it was possible. You don't have to snarl at me. I'm here. You can go." "You could say "I'm sorry" sometimes, ''Liz''", he said. "You fucked up. We agreed that you'd leave the meeting on time, even if those idiots talked too much as always. But they are more important for you than your husband, aren't they?" "''Pete'', come on. I don't want to argue with you. You had one hour left. You'll be there on time." "I don't like the way you treat me, ''Liz''", he said. "I'm not your servant." You were shocked. Of course, you remembered that your parents had some fights when you were a little kid, but you barely remembered them. Of course, you knew what caused this fight. It had to be the 17th of April. The anniversary of the death of your father's best friends. They got drunk and had a car accident. Your father had a strong survivor's guilt. "Oh, you are here," you heard the voice behind you. You turned around and saw aunt ''Rita''. She was talking right to you! "Are you ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'s'' guardian angel? You look even like her!"[[You were speechless for a moment.|Rita's staring at you]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Your parents had a good time with ''Stan''. The packages from a catering and empty wine bottles occupied a part of the hall. You quietly came to your room. The guest was still there, but apparently, nobody noticed that you came back. That was good. You liked ''Stan'', but you had enough of your own thoughts to think about. You should be excited about tomorrow's concert. How simple a life you had before this week! It wasn't perfect, sure, but it was predictable. And even if you liked adventures, you felt overwhelmed. You needed time to think, you needed time to tame the situation. To restore a balance in your life, disturbed by breasts and wide hips. You heard a burst of laugher. Even your mother laughed. Well, you had hope that that accusation of being a lesbian wouldn't cost her next term of office as a chairwoman. You knew that this night would be calm. No more dreams for the next three days! But even those several hours later, when you finally went to bed you had a hunch that someone was observing you. And not only you. You were quite sure that the same being was watching some people in your life, like your mother or ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. But before you could explain yourself why did you think that, you fell asleep in calm, dreamless slumber.<div align="center"><h4>The end of chapter 4</h4></div>[[The summary of chapter 4.|Chapter 4 summary]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You decided to help ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. As he was always lazy, you were sure that it would take most of the evening, but to your surprise he cleaned most of it earlier. You realized that he really cared. He wanted to host ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and his girlfiend. You knew they were close. So you just helped him with throwing rubbish and to move some of the heavier furniture to their proper place. You were rather a symbolic help. So there was a whole evening ahead of you. "I should call my parents... They want to know that I cleaned a flat for a good, young Christian. It would take a while. Can you buy us some beer in the meantime?" he asked.[[Sure.|Buy beer]] [[You didn't want the beer.|Don't buy beer]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>And there was ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' flat. Last week you offered yourself to ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' that you'd help her with the hosting ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''. Gender transformation seemed to be a good excuse but as you couldn't stay home this evening, you had no plans either. Did you go and help ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''?[[Yes, you helped him.|Help Olivier]] [[Maybe later... You went for a walk.|Walk]] [[Maybe later... You came to the mall.|Come to the mall]]

<><<set $backto = "Interfere">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">><<set $count =$count+1>> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You looked at ''Rita'', who looked at you back. She was waiting for your reaction. You bit your lips. You knew that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' needed help. You remembered his damages, his wounds. Did those dreams shape the alternative reality, where you were a girl? You always thought that ''Auntie'' simply brainwashed the people... But maybe the Parity reached deeper, to the time itself? You couldn't risk. "Dad, look at him!" you exclaimed. Nobody reacted, but you felt that something happened. Everything got darker, quieter. You looked around, suddenly scared. You felt you did something wrong, something that would have grave consequences. "Don't worry, little angel," ''Rita'' said to you with really creepy smile on her face. "You will practice... After three days you will have another chance!" Your father looked at ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', then at his watch. He sighed. "Come on, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', I'll walk you home. I will go to cemetery tomorrow." The little boy smiled lightly. Your mother looked surprised. Your father waited until ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' tied his shoes. Then he put his hand on the boy's shoulder. That was a friendly gesture, but ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' hissed in pain. Your father looked at him and you saw that he was connecting the dots. A hoodie during the hot, summer day. Being quiet even more than usual. The paleness on the face. ''<<print $they.justinName>>''," he said quietly. Could you take your shirt off, please?" You looked at the little boy who started to shake. Your parents both kneeled next to him and delicately took off his hoodie and shirt. Little ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' gasped. It looked like...[[...he had no healthy place on his back.|Justin's wounds]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<defiance $auntie>><<set $gameSet= true>><>You sat at the table between the man and ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. He smiled at you. "Those chips can do much more than satisfying your expectations of appearance," he said. "For most of transformed students, the Parity is just a force that ''Auntie'' has. But for us, the divers is a game. One of the many games you could play at the edge of the Universe. Most of my... friends despise ''Auntie''. They have other tables and the games..." He looked at the mirror you saw ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>''. You looked in this direction and blinked. You saw the countless amount of similar rooms in the reflection. It was possible to make such a reflection by facing two mirrors. But you realized that those rooms were real. You saw many different people in them. It was some kind of screen or even a passage. The rooms were countless. As you looked at them, you started to feel dizzy. You couldn't take your eyes off of the mirror. It was summoning you. You weren't even sure if it was really on the wall. You were sure that when you stand up, you'd fall and be absorbed into the world of reflections. But it wasn't the worst. As you watched, you noticed that there was a space between those rooms. It was empty and full at the same time. And you felt the pure terror when you thought that you could fell into that void. You shivered as you felt the presence of powerful minds that ''Auntie'' couldn't compare. It was a terrifying awareness of your own nothingness. You stare and someone... something... was staring back. Then you were again in the poker room. You didn't notice when the man in the suit stood up and covered the mirror. He was smiling at you, but this time you noticed some compassion on his face. "It's rude to stare at neighbors, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he said. "They could feel invited to pay you a visit." You shivered again and turned your backs on the mirror. "You risk so much... To get bigger tits?" He laughed. "That's probably the best comment I've ever heard. No, of course not. We don't risk much, in fact. Because you see, the game is set. We can be players or cards... Or a reward, as you could read ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' intentions... The choice is yours, of course." You noticed that there was a card in front of you. You knew somehow it was yours.[[You took it.|Look at your cards]]<<quick $display>> [[You didn't take it.|Take a look at tokens]] <<clever $display>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' back was covered by bruises. Some of them were old, but most of them were fresh. You couldn't understand how this boy could even stand. Your parents exchanged glances. You knew how this situation was handled, so you didn't listen carefully. They decided to call ''Kate'', uncle ''Stan's'' wife, who was a doctor. There was a discussion between the adults about what they should do. They knew the law, they should report it to the police, but your mother as a social worker knew that the government wanted to protect families what meant that there was a little chance that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' would be taken from his parents. Besides, in the poverty and violence in your district, most children would be in an orphanage if the law was respected strictly. They made the x-ray and it turned out that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' had no permanent damages, but he should lie down for a week or two. It was impossible to get him a place in the hospital. His return to the flat was a bad idea too, as his unemployed father was there all the time. The solution was strange to you, considering how your mother was strict and lawful. She and ''Kate'' talked with ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother and warned her that this situation couldn't be repeated or she would lose benefit. It turned out that threat worked, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' father didn't raise his hand on his son until his death 4 years later. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' remained with your family for two weeks for a total recovery. You remembered that all. You looked at two toddlers who were sitting next to each other and holding hands. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was completely still and calm, but you saw this cold look you saw sometimes in all your childhood friends. There was something unnatural in this gaze without any emotion. When ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' had it, it was an introduction to cold fury. You didn't see ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' erupting yet and you didn't want to. Little ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' was as supportive as you were. She was a brave kid. You saw that she was shocked and terrified, but still, she did her best to cheer her friend up. And it was her who solved the biggest problem of this day. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was stubborn. It would be a key to his success in later life, but then it caused trouble. He didn't want to take your bed and nothing could persuade him. He didn't want to be anyone's trouble. He just stood with a stern face. [[The solution.|Best friends forever]]

<><<anger $auntie>><<set $count = $count+1>><>You smiled widely. You felt warm when you looked at them. Your father took care of you your whole childhood. Nowadays, more and more fathers took parental leave, but those 15 years ago your father was a sensation and the object of jokes. But it worked. Your mother could make up the college and started her carrier. Your father cooked and cleaned and as a graphic, he didn't need a formal education to earn money. "Come here," he said. He hugged ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' with one hand and reached out the second one to ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', who until that was observing this with a sadness at his always too serious face. The boy hugged him hard, awkward, desperately. You could see tears in his eyes. "Listen, both of you. What is the first rule of being a happy man? Mmm? ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''?" "We don't listen to stupid people," she muttered and giggled between sobs. Your father kissed her on the forehead. You smiled. He still repeated this "golden rule". "That's my clever girl! You can't do something if it is dangerous, if you are too young to do so, or you promise to not doing some things. But hey! Even if pirates haven't played with dolls yet, you'll be the first pirate who does. That's all. If people didn't do new things, we'd still live in the caves." "Some people act like they still live in caves," ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' said. Your father laughed and stroked his hair. "We are not them!" He was holding this uncomfortable position for too long. When he wanted to stand up, he lost his balance and fell into the water with two squealing toddlers. There were a lot of screams and squashing. They had a great time.[[You woke up.|Your girly morning]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You opened a curtain and you found yourself on the beach. It was a Summer evening, you saw a few people around, gathering around the ice cream parlor. The surroundings looked familiar. You looked around. This breakwater looked the same as this one which saved your uncle ''Stan's'' life during the vacation... how many... 12 years ago? You noticed a little boy digging ashore. There was a lot of sand in his hair. He was really engaged in this digging. He clearly was looking for something. You saw a little girl who was observing a boy from distance. She had to be his age. She wore a green one-piece swimsuit and a straw hat with a green ribbon. "<<textbox "$they.justinName" "Justin">>, stop it!" she exclaimed. Her thin voice was really loud. "You won't find them!" She nearly sang. A little boy stopped and looked at her. His chubby face was comically serious. He squinted his eyes. "I will!" he shouted back and he started to dig again, furiously. "You woooon't!" The girl came closer to the boy. He shouted: "I wiiiiiiiiill!" "Children, can you keep your voice down a little?" the voice behind you said. You jumped. The man who said that and who was now coming to the toddlers was your father! The younger version of his, though. Your parents were 21 when you were born. This man couldn't be older than 27, maybe 28. A boy froze and blushed furiously. He stood up, staring at the ground. "Sorry, sorry, sorry..." he mumbled. "Wow, boy, relax! Easy!" your father exclaimed. He squatted next to the boy and stroked his hair, smiling warmly. "I didn't tell that something is wrong. I asked you to be a little quieter. That's all. What are you doing here?" The boy took a peek at a girl, who sighed loudly and rolled her eyes theatrically. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' dug in her dolls here," he said. Your father bulged his eyes out. "Why did you do that?" he asked the girl who stomped her little foot. Her face went red. "Because the boys said that pirates don't play with dolls," the boy explained. "But this is stupid. ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' is a pirate girl. I am a pirate boy and I play with cars. She can play with all toys she wants." Little ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' looked like she was going to cry. Her father opened his arms. She hesitated for a moment, but she hugged him. She started to sob.[[Dream went on.|Little Justin dream 2]]

<><<set $backto = "Look at your cards">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">><<set $count =$count+1>> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You took a card. It was richly decorated. There were three people in the picture. In the foreground, there was a boy and girl very similar to each other. You didn't need a signature "''<<print $you.maleName>>''/''<<print $you.femaleName>>''" to recognize them. They hold each other's hand and looked calm. But there was a third person behind them, emerging from a mirror. You recognized her too. It was ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' you met last night. You looked at her with pure disgust. You put the card away. The man in the suit and ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' looked at you with sly smiles on the faces. "You can collect more cards, you know," she said. "At least, you control your own card. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' isn't so lucky anymore." She showed you one card in her hand. There was a naked and terrified ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' in the middle of the picture. He was kneeling. Around him, there were some naked men. "Play or be played, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," she hissed. You realized that you underestimated ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. You were sure the threat she caused as a boy was a matter of past. It seemed that she got some new abilities to harm people. You knew you were high on her list. The man in the suit chuckled. <<if $chips gt 0>>"As you were a naughty girl, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', you could even bet on the next game. But I think that it would be fair to explain you rules before we let you play." ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' snorted. "You weren't so generous for me, master." "Because you are just my whore. ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' is a middle class girl, one of the pillars of our society. Never forget your place, my sweet sister." She winced and looked at you with a pure hate in her delicate face. You saw her determination.<<else>>"Unfortunately, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' has no chips to place on the next game. But we will explain her rules, won't we, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''?" She shrugged. "Pawns don't need to know the rules," she said looking at you with hunger. The man smiled again. "I love that spirit. ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', you have to be careful. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' is a bitch with the plan."<</if>> Both of them...[[...leaned over the table.|Watch the game]]

<><<set $backto = "Make fun of Caroline">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You chuckled. "Don't be too hard for her," you said. "She couldn't choose her appearance. And as she was a sexist prick, it's quite natural she wants to have bigger breasts. It's the way she sees women." "And she wants to get some attention for sure. Karma is a bitch. She is literally the victim of her own prejudices!" You could only agree with that. Your enemies challenged something beyond their reach. You thought that you should feel safer now, but to your surprise, you realized you didn't. There was still some danger lurking in the shadow. But as you were in the company of laughing ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', you could see those things more optimistically.<<if visited("Slutty: talk with Martha") and visited("Slutty: talk with Caroline") and visited("Slutty: talk with Olivier")>>[[After school.|Bookshop]]<<else>>[[Other conversations...|Slutty Caroline]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $routine = $routine+1>><>You tried to focus on your morning routine, but you failed. You were a girl! Probably you would get used to it, but that was a strong sexual experience. An experience and a temptation. Your long hair, tickling your cheeks and neck. The bumps on your chest under your shirt. The smoothness of your skin. The softness of your buttocks. Everything affected you and affected the wetness and warmth between your legs. Your hand reached your vagina. You rubbed gently your clitoris, feeling the relief and pleasure. With the second hand you squeezed your breasts and moaned quietly. Your own high voice made you even hornier. You put your middle and index finger to your vagina. You sighed. You tried the flexibility of your vaginal lips. They were so warm and sensitive. You started to think about puting there something else. Something bigger. You were pressing and touching. You felt the orgasm building in your body. It was like a day-dream. You couldn't focus on any single imagination, but everything you were picturing made you feel better. You thought about ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'s'' body and great time you had during the sex with her. You thought about ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' cock and how could end the situation in his flat, if you had a pussy then. You thought about porn videos you watched, those all hot women... and men. But mostly women. You had apot for watching teen girls masturbating and now... now you were that girl. It was the last thought before the fury of your touch caused that you barely thought. When you came, you whimpered and moaned. Geez... You would be late for school!<><<if $routine lt 2>><<if not visited("Some makeup")>>[[You tried with a makeup.|Some makeup]] <</if>><<if not visited("Do something with your hair")>>[[You did something with your hair.|Do something with your hair]] <</if>><<if not visited("Attention for clothes")>>[[You paid more attention to your clothes.|Attention for clothes]] <</if>> <<else>>[[Ordinary morning...|Normal rouitine]]<</if>><>

<><<set $backto="Normal rouitine">><<if visited($backto)==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<cleanClothes $player>><</if>><>Having breasts and vagina didn't change many things. You had to make and eat breakfast, clean your teeth, and made sure you packed all books and copybooks to school. You forgot to charge your phone, so you packed a charger too. <><<if not visited("Some makeup") and $beAgirl==true>>You knew you should to learn how to apply the makeup. You had of course your natural beauty - you were a pretty girl - but this light makeup ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' gave you during the transformation did its job. You should watch some tutorials on YouTube to start. <</if>><<if not visited("Do something with your hair")>>Your hair was a pure mess. You tried to comb them out quickly, but evidently, it took much time to do it properly. And it hurt. You were quite sure you would break your hairbrush. Finally, you tied your hair with a hairband. Even you couldn't fuck it up. <</if>><<if not visited("Attention for clothes")>>You had to admit that dressing up was far more difficult as a girl. You didn't really pay attention to clothes when you were a boy. As long as your clothes were clean, you claimed you were looking good. But you had a quite simple build, while now you had to consider your waist, hips, and breasts. As you had no time, you dressed up quite simply: the top, and blouse, and jeans.<</if>><> With sadness, you had to admit that you had to get up earlier.<<pickclothes $player>> <<clothes $player>> <<if $pantiesOn.length==1 and $braOn.length==1 and $lowerbodyOn.length==1 and $undershirtOn.length==1 and $socksOn.length==1 and $shoesOn.length==1>>[[You were ready.|Slutty Caroline]]<<else>>You have to dress up before you go to school!<</if>> <div class="hintboxOwn">''Author's note:'' There's unexpected bug with clothes, so there is the link to the next passage: [[Next passage|Slutty Caroline]]</div>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You were in the bathroom in your home. It looked different but familiar. Ceramic tiles were blue, just like they were when you were a child. You look at the bathtub and your heart sank. You recognized the toys you used to play with as a kid. You were a dinosaur freak then. You were proud of your collection of plastic reptiles. Then you saw something you didn't remember. It was a Barbie mermaid. You turned around to confirm. You looked at the dirty clothes in a bowl next to the washing machine. There were a lot of definitely pink, girly tops and skirts. Was it the past? The version of history where you were born and raised as a girl? "We will wash our hands, ok, Rita?" You shuddered. It was your father's voice. Rita? But it meant that... The door to the bathroom opened. The woman who went in didn't see you. You weren't surprised. You started to realize that you were just a spectator. But you were touched. Of course, you recognized her. She was aunt Rita, your neighbor's daughter. She had Down Syndrome and died several years ago. She was the most cheerful and warm person you ever met. You missed her. She looked like thirty, so the scene you saw had to take place a year or two before she died. Her hands were smeared with paint. Your father went in and helped him to wash. He looked far worse than now. He was pale and tired, unshaved. Aunt Rita stained his shirt with yellow paint. Oh no. You knew what event ''Auntie'' wanted to show you. You heard the childish giggles before two toddlers ran into the bathroom. They were about eight. A boy wore glasses and too big clothes. His pant legs were rolled up. His fair shag was unruly like always. ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. The resolute girl with pigtails could be only... "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''!" your father exclaimed. "What did I tell you about running in house? Especially in bathroom!" ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' blushed furiously. Like always, the slightest reprimand hurt him like a blow. But ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' just smiled. You knew what she would tell. You told that long ago.[["We are running from the vampires, dad!"]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<feminineHabits $player>><>The shops with perfumes and cosmetics drew your attention. You even went into some, trying to name some types of cosmetics and perfumes. The number of choices was overwhelming. You had earlier just a soap and hair shampoo. You didn't know what the conditioner was or why you shouldn't clean your hands with ordinary soap. You were shocked how many colors of nail polish you could buy. Of course, you didn't buy anything. You didn't know what you have in your own bathroom. You weren't sure if you really wanted to use those cosmetics. But awareness of their existence was the great discovery of this day. As a boy, you just didn't care. But now you somehow knew that regardless you used them or not, you'd be judged by other girls. You knew that appearance was a key to respect. If you didn't gain some respect, the next year would be unpleasant. You sighed. Damn double standards. You spent some time in the mall, but eventually, you get bored. You received some messages. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' informed you about his train's arrival. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' asked you if you would come. Well, you could call them. You decided to call...[[$they.justinName|Call to Justin]] [[$they.oliviaMaleName|Call to Olivier]] [[Nah. You went home.|Go home]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>"Uhm... No. I'm not a guardian angel," you said. Aunt ''Rita'' smiled. "But you could be! You could look after her! She'll have some trouble in the future. You know, she'll find this body in the park... She'll be really upset." You bulged your eyes out. "How... How do you know?" But she didn't answer you. The door to your room opened and two toddlers showed up. ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' calmly greeted your mother. You could feel the distance already established between them. It looked sad. You were sure that a little girl was excited to see her mom, but she told her to not shout enough. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' seriously nodded. He was afraid of your mother. "''<<print $they.justinName>>'' is going home," the little ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' with a real grief. "Alone?" Your mother frowned. "I thought we agreed with your mom that she will come for you. There is a big street on your way home, it's too dangerous." The little boy blushed helplessly. "I will be very careful," he promised quietly. Your mother looked conflicted. Your father shrugged. "OK, time for to go," he said and opened the door. "Oh, he's leaving," aunt ''Rita'' said to you, smiling. "He should discover something before he would leave..." You looked at her. Yes, you remembered this. Your father discovered ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' wounds. But he was opening the door right now! "They need guardian angel now."[[You interfered.|Interfere]] <<forceful $display>> [[You did nothing.|Don't interfere]] <<careful $display>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><><<if visited("Slutty Caroline")==1>>You were late. You went to the classrom five minutes after the lesson began. You bubbled some excuse and sat next to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. He smiled slyly. "Those girls... Always late..." "Fuck off." He chuckled. You quickly pulled out your books and notebooks. Your new body distracted you. As you ran, some of your hair fell on your face. Your breasts were bouncing, your bra rubbed against your skin uncomfortably. Certainly, you fucked something up. On top of that, you almost break your nail. It wasn't a good start to this day. It turned out that even your entrance didn't get your attention to your classmates. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' stole the show. You noticed that boys stared at her and evidently she was glad. When you looked at her, she smirked. She wore a quite revealing shirt, so you could see her bigger breasts. Still, her cleavage wasn't as impressive as ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' (or yours), but with her fragile posture, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' breasts were quite prominent. <<if visited("Caroline's breasts")>>You didn't doubt that your dreams were in fact a reality, but the seriousness of the situation hit you. It was diving with ''Auntie'' and without any doubt, the divers could drown for real.<<else>>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' found some way to change herself after the hugging. It was a disturbing thought. Anything that happened during those three days wouldn't end.<</if>> "Don't stare. You shouldn't be jealous, you know." You rolled your eyes. Then you looked at ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. She pretended that nothing happened, but she looked worried. It turned out that ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' breasts were the topic of your conversations. You talked about them to:[[$they.carlFemaleName|Slutty: talk with Caroline]] [[$they.marthaFemaleName|Slutty: talk with Martha]] [[$they.oliviaMaleName|Slutty: talk with Olivier]]<<else>>It turned out that ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' breasts were the topic of your conversations. You talked about them to:<><<if not visited("Slutty: talk with Caroline")>>[[$they.carlFemaleName|Slutty: talk with Caroline]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Slutty: talk with Martha")>>[[$they.marthaFemaleName|Slutty: talk with Martha]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Slutty: talk with Olivier")>>[[$they.oliviaMaleName|Slutty: talk with Olivier]]<</if>><><</if>> <<if visited("Slutty: talk with Martha") and visited("Slutty: talk with Olivier") and visited("Slutty: talk with Caroline")>><<goto "Bookshop">><</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>There was PE lesson. You went to the girls' locker room. However you wouldn't participate in the lesson, you decided to leave your stuff there. It was a strange experience to be with the girls during they were changing clothes. You felt like an intruder, and girls thought the same, as they seemed to be embarrassed in your presence. You sat aside. "They are such prudes, aren't they?" ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' asked. She didn't feel confident in the center of attention, so she changed next to you. She had no shame. She took off her shirt and then a bra. You had a good view of her new more prominent breasts. She put on the sports bra and snorted. "I bet ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' just compared the size of her new dick and she's just one of the boys now. But you and I need to earn our place in the pussy team. They think they are so better than us because they have cunts all their lives. Bitches." You were quite surprised. That was probably one of the longest conversations you had with ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' or ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' that didn't end with an insult or bully. "I have to say, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' impressed me. I expected that as soon as she shows you her dick she will force on you. <<if $firstCock ==true>>You know, the first dick you see can really mess up with your head.<<else>>You can't really resist the first dick you saw.<</if>> You are lucky girl, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." Ok, that was weird. There was something odd in her behavior. She looked worried and anxious, but still, she seemed to be very focused. You knew she wasn't your friend. But maybe it was a good thing to talk with her. You...[[...took advantage of her weakness.|Bully Caroline]] [[...showed some compassion.|Be concern]] <<if visited("Caroline's breasts")>>[[...tried to get information out of her.|Talk about the details]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' sat next to you on the math lesson. She took the ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' usual place. He looked at you and her surprisingly and muttered: "So, you two fuck each other now or something?" She smiled slyly. "Don't worry, I've just borrowed her for a moment." He shrugged and took her place. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' sighed. "Look at her," she said looking at ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. "You know that "occult" means "hidden" in Latin? It should be hidden. Look at those two morons. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' used a magic to have a whore and ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' used it to get bigger tits. It would be very funny but it's dangerous too." "And now do you care, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''? No offence, but you seemed to be a cold bitch." She smirked. "Yeah, I try to be. But when children play with matches, the innocent people can get hurt. So, tell me, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. Did you join the game last night?" "What?" "Tell me." There was a power in her voice. The same power you felt during the Monday lesson when she made you admired her body. "Answer me, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. I know there is a spell upon the talking about diving but with my help, I am sure you handle it. Yes or no?" You felt the pain. It was like someone hammered the nails into your brain. You answered...<<if visited("You'll play")>>[[Yes.|Tell Martha about the game]] [[No.|Don't tell Martha about the game]]<<sneaky $display>><<else>>[[No.|Don't tell about the game truth]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Your history teacher was a young man who just started the job. His position in the school's hierarchy was low and it affected the classes he taught. You had history lessons in the classroom that was adapted basement. He had to bring a projector and a screen there. He asked you and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' to bring it back at the second floor. You did it before, but as you were a boy you had to lug the heavy projector. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' used to laugh at you mercilessly, so you grinned widely as ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' gasped. "Mmmm... What a strong man..." "You knew I was always kind of feminist..." "Really? You had no problem with me paying for your burgers. Looks like patriarchy to me. So, as you later will drag some female to your cave, you have to prove your masculinity." He winced. "It really sounds bad, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." "I told you that every time you said that before," you reminded him. He put the projector away for a moment. He made just one break, you used to need at least three. He was much stronger than you. He wiped the sweat from his brow. Then he looked at you surprisingly serious. "But it was funny because you wouldn't drag me. You were not a real danger. But I... I could do it. I am strong enough. I actually can imagine myself doing it." You looked at him carefully. He looked away and took the projector. "This week is fucked up," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' muttered. "Yet ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' tinkers in the Parity..." You knew he tried to change the topic. It was clever of him, because that ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' actions were important too. You...[[...decided to joke about her.|Make fun of Caroline]]<<flashy $display>> [[...asked about his feelings.|Start a flirt with Olivier]] <<sneaky $display>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<feminineHabits $player>><<set $routine = $routine+1>><>You knew nothing about the make up but your face looked too red. It seemed that your allergies were more vivid on your new skin. You read on your cosmetics that they were for a sensitive skin - you had always a dry that meant no problems with acne during middle school. You were sure that in this variant of the reality, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' had more problems with her complexion. You decided to make it easy, you just used the face powder. The brush tickled you a little. You knew that girls could be laughed at if they used too much powder so you were careful. It wasn't much but you already looked a little better. You checked the time. Well, it lasted evidently too long. You looked rather helplessly on the other accesiories. You barely knew the names of them. You knew that this pencil was for eyes and some kind of brush was for eyebrows. But that was it. If you wanted to use it you had to learn a lot...<><<if $routine lt 2>><<if not visited("Do something with your hair")>>[[You did something with your hair.|Do something with your hair]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Masturbate")>>[[You found the time to touch yourself.|Masturbate]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Attention for clothes")>>[[You paid more attention to your clothes.|Attention for clothes]] <</if>> <<else>>[[Ordinary morning...|Normal rouitine]]<</if>><>

<><<set $backto = "Start a flirt with Olivier">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">><<set $count =$count+1>> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You frowned. "''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' tinkers in the Parity and the Parity tinkers in you," you said and smiled. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' pulled a face. "I won't talk with you about this," he warned you. You shrugged. "Why not? Oooh, I think I know! <<if $tellAboutDream == true>>It would be too similar to me talking with you about my first dream, wouldn't it? And couldn't you show your superiority anymore?<<else>>My God, you are blushing!<</if>> You have some thoughts about girls, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''? These old tomcat feelings I don't understand?" you teased. He winced. "Don't use Tom's ballads against me!" You chuckled. No, actually you giggled. But then you got serious. "Hey, that's OK. I used to blame you for many things in the last two days, remember? I was stupid. I trust you, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. I really do. You were a strong girl, you kicked asses without a physical advantage. Now you are a really strong guy, so you could feel like a fucking Avenger. I get it. But I still trust you." You looked him in the eyes. He relaxed a little and smiled. "Sure I am strong guy, but this projector is made of Kryptonite," he said and took it again. "Thanks, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''." For some reason, using your male name was easier to use for him.<<if visited("Slutty: talk with Martha") and visited("Slutty: talk with Caroline") and visited("Slutty: talk with Olivier")>>[[After school.|Bookshop]]<<else>>[[Other conversations...|Slutty Caroline]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>"Oh, I can't miss it!" you said slyly. It was a time for ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' to blush. Hetook the guitar with the prayerful respect. You knew how he was always admiring it. As your father cared about her and tuned everyday, he just needed a little time to start playing. As ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' heard the sound of the instrument, he had a wide smile on his face. He started to play. You recognized the tune immediately, so as your father and uncle ''Stan''. Your father smiled. "The Heaven on their minds". "My mind is clearer now. At last all too well I can see where we all soon will be. If you strip away The myth from the man, You will see where we all soon will be. Jesus!" ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' as a girl had nice voice, but it was nothing special. She tried to sound like Dolores O’Riordan, but she didn't have that power. After the change, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' voice was amazing. He didn't care about his appearance, but apparently, he took advantage of the opportunity of improving his voice. You predicted he could make a singer carrier now. "Fuck me!" uncle ''Stan'' exclaimed. "This boy is getting only better and better. ''Pete''! This guitar is only wasting its potential here. Maybe you should give it to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''?" You all looked at him shocked. Your father's face turned pale. This guitar was really important to him. As he was devoted to his departed friend, this instrument was practically a relic to him. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' liked and admired your father and he was aware how this proposition hit him. So he said quickly: "I... I couldn't... No, I think it's place is here..." "Nonsense, my boy!" ''Stan'' exclaimed. He smiled to you father. "Come on, ''Pete''. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' plays this guitar better than ''Victor'' did. There are plenty ways to show respect to the dead. It would be ''Victor's'' legacy." Your father cleared his throat. He was clearly touched. "I don't say "no", really," he said and smiled weakly, looking at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. "It just surprised me, that's all. I will think about it. You play really good," he praised ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', but he took the guitar very quickly. ''Stan'' looked at you with delight on his fat face. "Damn, you have no idea how I miss you all guys! Your parents and you, of course, but even your friends! I recently found the photos from our vacation two years ago! My God, how funny they were. And that boy with glasses finally found a girl!" he repeated. "I remember that we owed each other that we would recapture him from a seminary!" he laughed. Your father took him to the living room. Yes, you remembered that. ''Uncle Stan'' couldn't accept ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' plans and he was vigorously supported by ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. Well, it looked that their concerns were exaggerated. He found a girl. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''. Why did you felt so sad suddenly?[[You thought for a moment.|Case of Justin]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You backed off. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' gave you a wry, insolent smile. "I didn't mean to scary you, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he said. "Nobody will force you to do anything against your will. Freedom is everything we want to achieve here." "I told you she wouldn't be interested. She already has everything," ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' said. She looked at you carefully. You looked around. There was something wrong in this room. He was the same and not the same. You tried to remind the differences but it was impossible. It was like one of the dreams about childhood - some things looked different, but still, you recognized them. You weren't sure if that bookcase was in this room before. Maybe it was just covered by the curtain. But now it drew your attention because of the squeaks. Yes, squeaks. The books seemed to squeak. You came closer. However you couldn't recognize the single words, you were sure that it was some kind of language. The books were moving a little like they were shivering. Next to the bookcase, there was a curtain and the familiar glow. As you were watching, the light seemed to be fading.[[You took one of the books.|Women]] [[You uncovered the curtain.|Old bathroom]]

<><<set $backto = "Take a look at tokens">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">><<set $count =$count+1>> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You smiled. "Yeah, sure," you said. "You've just proposed me patricipation in the game with the posibility of the reality-shifting. How stupid do you think I am?" "I would call you careful, not stupid... But it is what it is. The offer is honest. You can join us if you want." "And why didn't I hear about this? I think that someone would praise. And definitely, I would notice if some girl's tits grew." The man smiled even wider. "You keep surprising me, milady. Indeed, most of the transformed people never saw this room. But those whose transformation occurred because of pact or they made a deal with the force you call ''Auntie'' did. And as the transformation caused by the pact depended on the imagination of the changer... Well, there is no need to spend the chips on the changing of the appearance. Most people at this table use them in more subtle ways than ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''." "''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' didn't change because of the pact," you snapped back. The fragile girl blushed. "I did," she said. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' chuckled. "It was a really old pact. But then there was one, a nerdy boy called ''<<print $they.marthaMaleName>>'' who was very determined to have a pussy rather than to be named that. So I have to wait... But finally, I always get what I want. Aren't you my slut, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''?" She pulled a face. "Of course I am! Why the fuck do you keep asking?" "So, it's up to you, milady. You will watch this game for a while, but eventually, you can take care of your life. But with your intelligence, it would be a loss if you didn't play. So I'll pray that you'd eventually change your mind." You frowned. "Pray? You?" "Oh, there are a lot of beings in the Universe that wanted to be worship. And could be really grateful to their followers... But we are wasting time! There are two rounds more!"[[You watched the game.|Watch the game]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You frowned. "You treated them like shit, I don't know what you have expected," you said and looked at her enlarged breasts. "And now you gave them another reason to hate you. Are you going to achieve ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' league?" ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' snorted. "Of course not," she said. "I'm turning back. I hate being a chick." "Seriously? And bigger tits made you more manly?" "I have to earn a lot of chips. ''Auntie'' is sex craving demon bitch, isn't she? So I have to fuck a lot. I don't get many boys as I look like a 10-year-old." "So... This investment?" She pulled a face. "Don't try to be so fucking funny, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. They made us both sluts. They want us to be fucked. I know you'll spread your slender legs soon. You are no better than me. The difference is that I'll have something in return." It turned out that ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' was getting payback not only for her sexual activity. She was the last girl picked on the team. They shouted on ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' all game. She hit the ground three or four times. And when the lesson was over, she found that someone wrote "SLUT" with a marker on her backpack. "It's a good thing you wrote that, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''!" ''Susan'' exclaimed. She was a girl who ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' tormented constantly. "You get more attention!" Girls could be cruel. <<if $relations.Girls gt 2 and $improvedRelationsGirls==false>>You didn't have the personal experiences, but you were under no illusions about that. The fairer sex didn't usually bully boys, but girls were creative. It looked like the hunting season was officially opened and ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' was a prey.<<elseif $relations.Girls gt 2 and $improvedRelationsGirls==true>>It seemed that they left you alone, but you still were worried that they would bully you again.<<else>>You knew that. You just had hope that girls would focus on ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' and leave you alone.<</if>> <<if $carolinePeace==true>>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' caught you after the lesson. She had tears in her eyes. "You probably think I deserve all this," she said. "And you are right. But I really appreciate that you didn't join them in bullying me... Listen to me. Don't dive in the Parity. Don't trust them. I have to play my way out, but I have no choice. You have." Then she left quickly.<<elseif $carolinePeace==false and visited("Don't laugh")>>"You probably think I deserve all this," she said. "And you are right. But I really appreciate that you didn't join them in bullying me... " Then she left quickly.<<else>>You had to admit, you felt a satisfaction when you saw ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' so helpless. She deserved this.<</if>><<if visited("Slutty: talk with Martha") and visited("Slutty: talk with Caroline") and visited("Slutty: talk with Olivier")>>[[After school.|Bookshop]]<<else>>[[Other conversations...|Slutty Caroline]]<</if>>

<><<set $backto = "Talk openly with Dorothy">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">><<set $count =$count+1>> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><><<if visited("Struggle")>>"You know I'm not against girls," you said trying to be calm. "But certrainly I didn't ask to be one." "I suppose... Eh, I'm so sorry about you two. If you need some help in... You know, girl stuff, text me. I can help you." "Thanks, but I don't think so it would be necessary," you answer rather coldly. "Thankfully, I live in times when a girl can wear trousers." "Sure, but those are still times when a girl has periods. Your mom might be rather surprised if her 18-year-old daughter asks questions about things she should know since middle school." There was a little sarcasm in her voice that made her sound more like she used to be. You were speechless for a moment. You didn't really think about your menstruation cycle. "Touché." She giggled. "I want to say, ''<<print $you.maleName>>'', that you are not alone. That's it." "Thanks." Then you sighed. "''Auntie'' robbed me from my life, you know. I don't recognize myself in the mirror. There are... There are those thoughts that aren't mine. They seem to be put in my mind from the outside. I hardly know who I am..." ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' remained quiet for the moment. "I know, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. It's awful. ''Auntie'' didn't change me in the way she changed you, but I can relate, believe me. How do your parents act?" "Well, I'm daddy's princess, apparently. And my mom... I don't know. She is the same." "Yeah, your dad must be crazy about his only daughter," she chuckled. "Oh, my God. ''<<print $they.justinName>>''! He has no clue, hasn't he?" "Yeah. Just like my parents." "You poor thing. You must feel really lonely." You expected the sarcasm, but you didn't found it. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' showed you compassion and concern. You knew she was able to show some feelings, but you didn't experience it often. But you were tired now. Hearing your own, high and sweet, girly voice was upsetting enough. "Well, I had better times, for sure... Listen, ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. It's late and I have a hard day behind me... We'll see on Friday, at the concert. Goodbye." "Sure, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. I'm glad you called back. I... I missed you. Take care." You sighed. You looked at yourself in the mirror. You saw a really tired and pale pretty girl. You clenched your teeth and took shorts and a t-shirt. You tried not to look at your body during the shower, but it was impossible. Your body responded to the hot water and soap. Finally, you... [[...fell asleep.|The first night]] <<else>>"You know I'm not against girls," you said trying to be calm. "And women are over half of the population and somehow they manage... So I'll live with it, I think." She chuckled. "OK, that was something than only real ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' could say. So you are not an impostor. Wow. I mean, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was always a tomboy, so it wasn't a shock, but I hardly can imagine you with make up." "Or in a dress?" She giggled. "I definitely have to see that! If you need some guidance, let me know. Being a girl is more complicated than you think." You sighed. "Yeah, I suppose. Thanks for the offer. I will probably need some help." "Yeah? What does bother you most?" "It's not so simple to name one thing. That's the whole... experience. It's just overwhelming. I probably need someone who would help me with arranging the pieces." "Eh, I can relate with that. Not in being a girl, but... generally. How do your parents act?" "Well, I'm daddy's princess, apparently. And my mom... I don't know. She is the same." "Yeah, your dad must be crazy about his only daughter," she chuckled. "Oh, my God. ''<<print $they.justinName>>''! He has no clue, hasn't he?" "Yeah. Just like my parents." "You poor thing. You must feel really lonely." "I'll survive... Listen, ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. It's late and I have a big day behind me... We'll see on Friday, at the concert. Goodbye." "Sure, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. I'm glad you called back. I... I missed you. Take care." Finally, you felt the tiredness. You took a quick shower and... [[...fell asleep.|The first night]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You wanted to nod, but something made you stop. But as you looked in ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s''eyes you felt stronger. You nodded. She sighed. "Did they bet many chips on you?" You couldn't tell, but you managed to show her fingers. It was a really hard thing to do. "Ok, take a rest, girl. That's weird. I knew that ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' wanted to have ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' in play, but why did he want you so early? I don't think you enter with a pool worth noticing. What could you do for 24 hours? Maybe you fingered yourself, but I don't think you sucked some dick already. So he has some plans on you." You blushed, but she didn't care. She shrugged. "Good thing ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' made her tits bigger. I wouldn't know that the new game was set if she didn't do it. It would be a smart move if she planned to warn me. Hmm... Maybe she wanted to." You took a deep breath. "Warn you?" "Yeah. She wants to beat the pact that ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' made about her. So she would need help... Hmmm... Maybe I'll help her. You made a wrong decision, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. But well, maybe you are a better diver than ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. And... Well... I appreciate that you were honest with me. It would be more challenging if you wanted to lie to me." Well, it was challenging enough to you...<<if visited("Slutty: talk with Martha") and visited("Slutty: talk with Caroline") and visited("Slutty: talk with Olivier")>>[[After school.|Bookshop]]<<else>>[[Other conversations...|Slutty Caroline]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $chips =1>><<set $gameSet= false>><<set $interruptGame = false>><<set $shoesOn.delete("your father's shoes")>> <<if visited("Masturbation in clothes")>><<set $chips = $chips+1>><</if>><<if visited("Try your new equipment")>><<set $chips = $chips+1>><</if>><><div align="center"><h2>Chapter 4</h2></div>Time was passing slowly. There was something unreal in this evening. You often looked in the mirror, fascinated by seeing a girl as your reflection. Your parents would come back late. Being a local politician meant a lot of meetings and a lot of drinking. You bet your father built a positive image of your mother. They were a good team. She has determination and competencies, and he was charming and funny. And he raised here, in this district. There was some idiotic pride among the old townfolks, the councilmen that weren't born here rarely kept their mandates for more than one term of office. Your mother was finishing second. You sighed. You knew that your mother would use you also to build her positive image. Luckily, you were 18 now, so you could drink. Being sober during those boring, pointless meetings was torture. You were sure that it would be harder to endure them as you were a girl. Those all old men and women were creepy. Social activists were odd kind of people. They weren't completely sane. This evening was surprisingly calm. You were grateful for that. You felt a little relaxed. You took a long, hot bath that was another chance to look closer at your transformed body. Seeing your own breasts was still unbelievable, but as you were alone you were getting used to this sight. <><<if visited("Text Dorothy")>><<if not visited("Don't text her")>>While you were scrolling Facebook you noticed ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' texted you back. "I'm so sorry, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. How you holding up? You can call me, if you want." Maybe it was a time to call her?<<else>>You remembered that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' text you back. Maybe it was a time to call her?<</if>> [[Call her.|Call Dorothy]]<</if>><> [[You went to bed early.|The first night]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You began to miss the times when dreams were only dreams. This time you found yourself in some long corridor. It had to be the place connected somehow with the poker room, at least the floor and wallpapers seemed to fit. There were some doors in this corridor but you knew you shouldn't try to open them. You felt that you didn't want to go //there// and you certainly didn't wish to invite anybody //here//. So you sit on the floor that was surprisingly soft and warm. "Good evening, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," you heard the voice. You looked up and saw the man in the suit. <<if not visited("Caroline's sex dream")>>There was a tall man in his late twenties or early thirties, handsome and dressed in an expensive, well-fitting suit. His look was cruel, his smile insolent. He was lighting a cigarette and clearly enjoying his time.<<else>>It was the same man you met before, the same who had sex with ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''.<</if>> "Who are you? Where are we? And how do you know my name?" "Such clever questions! My name's <<textbox "$they.davidName" "David">>. I run this place. And I know your name, my sweet ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', because you are the student of ''Rosset high school''. I'm interested in all boys and girls from that school. Especially in those who weren't boys or girls before. But we are in the waiting room. Let's say that those, who run places can pick up the guests from here. You don't want to meet them here, believe me, so I propose we will go." You listened to the sounds that came from the closed doors and realized that indeed you didn't want to meet the creatures that made that noises. "Where are we going?" He shrugged. "''Auntie'' has plans about you. So, I suppose, you have to go behind this curtain. It's not usually here." You realized that next to you was a red curtain that certainly wasn't here a few moments ago. "Or... I can show you my game. Some of your friends already know it and love it. It's a risky gambling and it had certainly an erotic character... But... If you want to know better what the Parity is... I advice you to join me."[[You joined him.|Caroline's breasts]] <<if not visited("Courtain-glow")>>[[You went behind the curtain.|Little Justin dream]]<<else>>[[You went behind the curtain.|Old bathroom]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<feminineHabits $player>><>You came to your room. <<if visited("Struggle")>>The earrings were too much, however, you admitted they were in good taste. You'd admire them on any girl's ears, but not on your own.<<else>>You wore the earrings. They were pretty. You spent some time on the clasps on the necklace, but you finally wore it. It was nice too.<</if>> You were surprised how well-fitting was your new t-shirt. The women's t-shirts generally didn't fit well, but this underlined your body shape perfectly. And this leprechaun had everything to match with a stereotypical Irish culture. As you wore a bracelet, you felt you were dressed properly for the concert. <<if visited("Uncle Stan with Olivier")>>You recognized the tune ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' played. "The Heaven on their minds". ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' as a girl had nice voice, but it was nothing special. She tried to sound like Dolores O’Riordan, but she didn't have that power. After the change, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' voice was amazing. He didn't care about his appearance, but apparently, he took advantage of the opportunity of improving his voice. You predicted he could make a singer carrier now.<<else>>You looked at yourself in the mirror for a moment.<</if>> You came back smiling, stealing him a show. Uncle ''Stan'' smiled back widely. "I swear ''Julie'' has a measure in the eye!" he exclaimed. "Forgive again the old man, but you really look gorgeous, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''!" He hugged you hard and awkwardly patted your hair with his huge hand. "Damn, you have no idea how I miss you all guys! Your parents and you, of course, but even your friends! I recently found the photos from our vacation two years ago! My God, how funny they were. And that boy with glasses finally found a girl!" he repeated. "I remember that we owed each other that we would recapture him from a seminary!" he laughed. Your father took him to the living room. Yes, you remembered that. ''Uncle Stan'' couldn't accept ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' plans and he was vigorously supported by ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. Well, it looked that their concerns were exaggerated. He found a girl. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''. Why did you felt so sad suddenly?[[You thought for a moment.|Case of Justin]]

<><<set $backto = "Try to listen Dorothy">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">><<set $count =$count+1>> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><><<if visited("Struggle")>>"You know I'm not against girls," you said trying to be calm. "But certrainly I didn't ask to be one." "I suppose... Eh, I'm so sorry about you two. If you need some help in... You know, girl stuff, text me. I can help you." "Thanks, but I don't think so it would be necessary," you answer rather coldly. "Thankfully, I live in times when a girl can wear trousers." "Sure, but those are still times when a girl has periods. Your mom might be rather surprised if her 18-year-old daughter asks questions about things she should know since middle school." There was a little sarcasm in her voice that made her sound more like she used to be. You were speechless for a moment. You didn't really think about your menstruation cycle. "Touché." She giggled. "I want to say, ''<<print $you.maleName>>'', that you are not alone. That's it." "Thanks."<<else>>"You know I'm not against girls," you said trying to be calm. "And women are over a half of the population and somehow they manage... So I'll live with it, I think." She chuckled. "OK, that was something than only real ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' could say. So you are not an impostor. Wow. I mean, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was always a tomboy, so it wasn't a shock, but I hardly can imagine you with make up." "Or in a dress?" She giggled. "I definitely have to see that! If you need some guidance, let me know. Being a girl is more complicated than you think." You sighed. "Yeah, I suppose. Thanks for offer.<</if>> You remained silent for a moment. "And what about you?" you asked. "How do you holding up before the exams?" She hesitated for a moment. "Fine, I guess," she said rather weakly. "Listen... Has ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' told you something about me?" <<if visited("Welcome commitee Olivier")>>"Not much. He... She said that ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' helps you with the keeping ''Auntie'' on the distance." "Yeah, it's something like that."<<else>>"No, he... she said nothing." ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' sighed. "Well, let's say that ''Auntie'' didn't fuck off. Until I graduate, she would try to get me back to the ''Rosset's''. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' helps me with keeping her on the distance." You wondered how many things you missed yet.<</if>> "You seem to know a lot about what happened to me. I mean, you know about the ritual and ''<<print $they.robertName>>''... Did ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' or ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''... I mean, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' told you about it?" It was none of her business, you would gladly add. "Oh, they are so sneaky about the ''Auntie's'' things. But I was there when they realized that this guy was up to something. We were in "Ground Zero" when he showed up... You know what kind of the place "Ground Zero" is, don't you?" "Sure, it's a LGBT+ pub." "Yeah, it's nice place. And this guy was a total jock, so he didn't fit at all. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' got suspicious, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' listened him in. But I didn't know much. The girls don't trust each other. I didn't think you could be a victim..." You sighed. OK, you finally started to put some of the pieces together. "Thanks for telling me. I am a little lost." "Sure. Listen, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''... I'm glad you called me back." She said it very quickly, as she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to tell this if she would think more about it. "Yeah... It's been a while. But we'll see each other on Friday, won't we?" "Sure we will! Take care." "Goodnight." You laid on your bed and thought for a while. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was another piece of the puzzle. You thought that the Parity was a simple thing. It looked that it was far more complicated. You felt dizzy while you were thinking about the possibilities you could miss. Finally...[[...you fell asleep.|The first night]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>When you went home you heard the familiar voice: "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''!" Uncle ''Stan'' hugged you. He was a huge man, tall and fat. But the biggest part of him was his heart. You'd never seen him sad or angry. His chubby face was hairless, even his eyebrows were barely visible. He looked at you with pure delight. "I know because ''Julie'' still reminds me that girls nowadays don't want to be complimented by old, creepy men, but forgive your godfather... You are extremely beautiful young woman, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''!" ''Julie'' was his 14-year-old daughter. You actually blushed a little. You always had good contact with uncle ''Stan'', but his enthusiasm a little embarrassed you. He shook his hand with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', who smiled widely. "When the fuck did you grow so tall, pardon my French," ''Stan'' exclaimed. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' after his transformation had equal height. "Lately," he answered with a smirk. "I hope you remind my goddaughter how pretty she is," ''Stan'' said with fake sternness. Now you felt your ears were burning. "Sure thing! Everytime I want to borrow money from her. Don't I, gorgeous?" He actually stroke your hair. ''Stan'' laughed loudly. "That's my man!" "Ok, that's enough," your father said, entering the hall. You knew that he was one year older than ''Stan'', but he looked 10 or 15 years younger. He smiled at you with sympathy. "Just give her presents, ''Stan''." "Yes, sire! I hope you'll like them. ''Julie'' chose them, of course, because I would ruin your birthday. I regret I couldn't give you them in January, but well... The emigrant's fate." He gave you a box. You all went to the living room and you unpacked it. There were a bottle of wine, golden earrings in the shape of a clover, and fitting other jewelry: the necklace and the bracelet. You found also the most Irish t-shirt you saw. There was a leprechaun with a rainbow in the background with a beer in his hand. It wasn't a cheap souvenir. It was clearly a hand-painted little masterpiece. Your eyes went wide. Before you could stop yourself, you jumped to ''Stan'' and kissed him on the cheek. It was so girly behavior that it was surprised you and even embarrassed you. You saw ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' grinning. "Do us a favor and wear it!" ''Stan'' said. "''Julie'' wants to know if she chooses the right size. She was stalking your accounts in the Internet for a while." You wondered if ''Julie'' saw your photos with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. "O, and the meantime, as we will wait for a lady, this boy could play and sing for us! Come on, ''Pete'', give him ''Victor's'' guitar." Your father frowned and hesitated for a moment, but he gave ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' the instrument that occupied the place of honor in the living room. It belonged to one of your father's and ''Stan's'' best friends. [[You tried the presents on.|Try presents]] [[You stayed.|Stay and listen to Olivier]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><><><<set $count = $count+1>><>When you went home you heard the familiar voice: "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''!" Uncle ''Stan'' hugged you. He was a huge man, tall and fat. But the biggest part of him was his heart. You'd never seen him sad or angry. His chubby face was hairless, even his eyebrows were barely visible. He looked at you with pure delight. "I know because ''Julie'' still reminds me that girls nowadays don't want to be complimented by old, creepy men, but forgive your godfather... You are extremely beautiful young woman, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''!" ''Julie'' was his 14-year-old daughter. You actually blushed a little. You always had good contact with uncle ''Stan'', but his enthusiasm a little embarrassed you. "Ok, that's enough," your father said, entering the hall. You knew that he was one year older than ''Stan'', but he looked 10 or 15 years younger. He smiled at you with sympathy. "Just give her presents, ''Stan''." "Yes, sire! I hope you'll like them. ''Julie'' chose them, of course, because I would ruin your birthday. I regret I couldn't give you them in January, but well... The emigrant's fate." He gave you a box. You all went to the living room and you unpacked it. There were a bottle of wine, golden earrings in the shape of a clover, and fitting other jewelry: the necklace and the bracelet. You found also the most Irish t-shirt you saw. There was a leprechaun with a rainbow in the background with a beer in his hand. It wasn't a cheap souvenir. It was clearly a hand-painted little masterpiece. Your eyes went wide. Before you could stop yourself, you jumped to ''Stan'' and kissed him on the cheek. It was so girly behavior that it was surprised you and even embarrassed you. "Do us a favor and wear it!" ''Stan'' said. "''Julie'' wants to know if she chooses the right size. She was stalking your accounts in the Internet for a while." You wondered if ''Julie'' saw your photos with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. [[You tried the presents on.|Try presents]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You went for a walk. The evening was warm and pleasant. You took the headphones into your ears and launched Spotify. The park seemed to crowdy for you, so you decided to go to the river. Riverbank on this side was still wild and neglected. There was a path for cyclists and walkers and several beaches where people set campfires, but most of the area was covered by high grass, bushes, and trees. Some people jogged here or even were fishing, but it was calm and quiet. You needed such relaxation. As your city was surrounded by woods, the boars were a solid problem for evening walkers. You didn't meet them, but you heard them, so you decided to climb on the embankment. You had a great view of the center's panorama with its skyscrapers and lights. On the other side, you saw the chimneys of mostly closed factories. And in the middle of those sights of the modern city, you were in the wilderness only with boars and birds. The contrasts in your city never stopped to surprise you. But then, when you followed the path through the embankment you realized it was a good allegory of your own life. Was there any barrier that could stop ''Auntie''? The flashy of the center was certainly across the river of your doubts and fears. And you were terribly alone there. You sighed. Your loneliness was complete. You turned around, but you only heard the noises of cars crossing the bridge. You knew this area, you were here quite often. But then, at this moment, it seemed to be unfriendly, even dangerous. You stopped, unsure of what to do. You didn't want to be alone. You wanted to have someone with you. You took your phone. The call seemed to be better than nothing. You called...[[$they.justinName|Call to Justin]] [[$they.oliviaMaleName|Call to Olivier]] [[You decided to go home.|Go home]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' put the ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' card on the table and put three chips on it. "I bet he will finally suck a cock," she said. "What do you say, master?" The man in the suit smiled slyly. "I agree. He struggled enough. It's time for some relief for him. I am in." He added the other three chips, but the one stuck into his fingers. He hissed in pain. The chip started to emerge into his body. "Oh... The stake was too high," ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' said lightly. "Do you want me to add something to the pool?" "Do it quickly, you bitch!" he snapped back. "Ask politely, master... And give me one of your chips." He looked at her angrily, then he said through the clenched teeth. "Can you add a card, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''? Pretty please. I'll give you one of my chips in reward." She giggled. She laid another card. There were her and two high school boys. She sucked them both. "He will suck two of them. He'll explain to himself that it will be good money. My chip, master." The man pulled out the chip of his finger. You saw the deep wound where it was attached. He covered it with a handkerchief. "Who would think, that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' stocks fell so quickly. " he muttered. Then he smiled. "The next round could be more intererested for you, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. Would you join us? As you have no cards other than you, it would be easy for you to earn some chips. You could use them in many ways. For example, to resist some kinky, corrupted actions our sweet ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' will want you to do. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' smiled at you in really nasty way.[[You decided to play.|You'll play]] [[You wouldn't play!|You won't play]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>"We are running from the vampires, dad!" Aunt ''Rita'' bulged her eyes out. She looked really concerned. "What they do in your room? It's your room." she said. Little ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' was delighted that she had that audience. Your father blinked to ''Rita'' that it all was a joke, then pretended to be very serious. "You can't have the vampires in your bedroom. Vampires must be invited to the house. Did you invite any vampires lately?" ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' nodded. "They were homeless, daddy. I gave them the dollhouse." Originally, you didn't have a dollhouse, of course. You used the birdhouse your mother received as a part of some local project. The vampires were made of plasticine. "Did you give the dollhouse to the vampires? Where will Barbies live?" ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' pulled a face. "The dolls will move out." Your dad sighed. It looked like a continuation of the conversation he and his daughter had earlier. "I like vampires more. But you need to tell them how to behave. They don't listen to us." Aunt ''Rita'' started to laugh. "Yes, ''Pete'', tell them!" she exclaimed. Your father looked at his watch. He winced. "Mom will be in any minute. She will write regulations for them. Ok?" The little girl sighed. It was so evident mimic of gesture her father did you had to smirk. "But then they will run away!" Then the intercom buzzed. "Speaking of the devil," your father muttered. To your surprise, his face darkened. He left a bathroom. Children came back to ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'s'' room.[[You followed your father.|Follow father]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You took one of the books, then you realized that they were no books. There were albums. When you opened one of them, you saw a lot of cards. There were a picture and a name on each of them. People on the cards were all teenagers, in high school age. You realized what you were watching. All of the Parity victims. They apparently couldn't be used in the game at the table, but they remained in some kind of archive. But what about the squeals? You tried to hear something from the album you had in your hands but you couldn't. As you closed it and took another one, the squeals fell silent. It was frustrating. You missed something. "They won't talk to you," ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' said. "It's strange enough that you've already heard them." "What are they?" "The sound of the stream. The multi-voice of what you call ''Auntie''. But you are not prepared. Come on, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. You have nowhere to go. Your bus departed already. You can watch the game." You looked at the curtain. The glow faded. You came closer to the table.[[The game went on.|Watch the game]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You didn't really want to change the relation you had with ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. Of course, he was a boy (and a cute one) and you were a girl now, but you surely would remain friends<<if visited("Struggle")>>. Maybe you'd reconsider this because he certainly could keep it in his pants and as you wanted to change back, maybe hanging out with him would avoid many problems. But it would be using him.<<else>>.<</if>> ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was raised in the dysfunctional family. You weren't sure if he handled his traumas better than ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. You were pretty sure that she was sane until you became her boyfriend. Being closer to ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was a risk you didn't really want to take. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was your friend and you didn't want to lose him. It seemed that keeping a healthy distance was a good solution to preserve your friendship. Besides, your current position, permanent or not, was an opportunity to meet other people. You were a pretty girl. Your possibilities to make new relations got wider. You lived in a big city. You were finally an adult. Why would you limit yourself to people you already knew? And he had a girlfriend. A rich girl from a Catholic family, equally engaged in the community like he was. It was a foreign world for you. You couldn't accept and support him in his way and choices. It would be wise to let things be like they were already. You sighed. Maybe you weren't interested in ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' in //that// way, you certainly missed him. And if he had to sleep somewhere, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''...[[...should clean his flat.|Help Olivier?]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><><<if not visited("Bookshop with Olivier")>>You left the bookshop very quickly. You stopped rapidly and took the phone out of your pocket. You checked your Facebook profile and photos. You scrolled for a minute. Apparently, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' sent more photos than ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' did. Finally you were two years ago. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was your first girlfriend, you were her first boyfriend. That was a serious announcement of adulthood, so you did a lot of photos. They were quite... well... let's say they didn't leave room for doubt that some of your actions went further. And ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' were the same. Shit. You looked at the photos. Two schoolgirls were kissing passionately. On the next photo ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' holding hands, a photo signed as "The love conquers everything". And of course, the photo where you were nearly making out with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' showing the middle finger... There were yet a dozen similar photos, but you didn't check. Well, apparently the only serious relationship you had was lesbian. You had nothing against lesbians, or gays, or any other kinds of relationships. But you lived in the less tolerant place in Europe. You felt sorry for all transformed boys who appeared to be gays before the transformation. As for girls was mainly vocal harassment, for boys the danger was physical. You came home quickly, feeling a sudden lack of safety. It turned out that... [[...uncle Stan waited for you.|Uncle Stan without Olivier]]<<else>>You left the bookshop very quickly. You were silent but irritated. Around the corner you erupted: "Am I a lesbian?!" Some passer-by looked at you, but exclaiming schoolgirls were too trivial to stop. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' smirked. "Every pretty girl must be lesbian. Eh, be a man in the twenty-first century..." "Be serious! My mother is a public person! I AM a public person! Am I on some nationalist page as a whore and slut?! Shit! Look at this!" You checked your Facebook profile and photos. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was your first girlfriend, you were her first boyfriend. That was a serious announcement of adulthood, so you did a lot of photos. They were quite... well... let's say they didn't leave room for doubt that some of your actions went further. And ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' were the same. You looked at the photos. Two schoolgirls were kissing passionately. On the next photo ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' holding hands, a photo signed as "The love conquers everything". And of course, the photo where you were nearly making out with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' showing the middle finger... There were yet a dozen similar photos, but you didn't check. Well, apparently the only serious relationship you had was lesbian. You had nothing against lesbians, or gays, or any other kinds of relationships. But you lived in the less tolerant place in Europe. You felt sorry for all transformed boys who appeared to be gays before the transformation. As for girls was mainly vocal harassment, for boys the danger was physical. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' shrugged. "I am not really into lesbian porn, you know..." "Yeah, I know. You prefer shemales." He chuckled but blushed a little. Then he changed the subject, of course. "And if you are on some fap-to-the-flag group, what then? Calm down. Primitives like them think that girls grow up from homosexuality. Many girls in middle school and high school are so attached to their female friends that they look like lesbians even if they are not. It would be enough to hang out with some guy and you remain the //normal// part of the society," he said with sarcasm and snorted. "Honestly, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', it's below you. You know the country you live in. I worry more about ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' than you. She actually is a lesbian and ''Auntie'' makes her coming out much wider than she wants to." You were angry as your problems were ignored, but when he said about ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'', you forgot about your anger. You bulged your eyes out. "What? A lesbian? But she... But we..." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' chuckled. "Relationship with you convinced her that she is into girls. I bet it would be a blow to your manhood, if... well... you didn't survive deeper blows." You were shocked. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' hugged you and stroked your head. "Come on, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. I will walk you home where everyone loves you and accepts you regardless who you are." There was little bitterness in his voice. [[You came home.|Uncle Stan with Olivier]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $relations.Olivia=$relations.Olivia+2>><>You started to undress smiling slyly. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' rolled his eyes. "What's your rush?" he asked. He took your hands and squeezed. Then he let you go and corrected the strap of your bra. "Take your time. You're a girl now. You can be more subtle." It was really strange. You were horny as hell and impatient. As you watched the bulge in his pants, he wanted you as well, but he clearly enjoyed the foreplay. He was gentle and delicate. He was kissing you deeply, his hands were wandering through your body. He carefully avoided your breasts but touched your stomach just next to them. He put his hands into your <<print $lowerbodyOn>>, but didn't touch <<print $pantiesOn>>. He touched your back, stroking the straps of your bra. And he still focused on your ears. He was caressing them, kissing them, pinching them, and even biting a little. And that was really intensive. Your hard nipples and moist vagina were radiating with pleasure, even he didn't touch them. You moaned a little and he chuckled. "I knew you were ear person," he whispered slyly, stroking your hair. "I wonder where you are ticklish. Hey, hands off! You naughty girl..." You wanted to reach his pants but he didn't let you. You wanted to take the initiative because you were so close. You wanted to go further. How would it look like if you came just after he touched you in some places and licked your ears? That was embarrassing. But apparently, that was his idea. And you couldn't complain, really. When he finally touched your breasts through the fabric of your <<print $undershirtOn>>, you moaned again. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' touched your crotch in the last moment. Your world exploded with bliss. You laid on the back, panting. He played with your hair, grinning. "Fresh, virgin girl," he said slyly. "Fucking you right now would be a profanation. You have to explore yourself, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." He chuckled. You kissed him deeply. "I was glad to help. Now I need to change my boxers. God, boys are so easy... Where is fun, if you have to operate only on the cock?" You barely listened to him, muffled by the waves of pleasure. Damn, that was good.<h4>The end of chapter 4</h4>[[The summary of chapter 4.|Chapter 4 summary]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $relations.Olivia=$relations.Olivia+2>><>You kneeled before him and unzipped his pants. His penis was ready for you. It was a big show for you. You took it into your delicate hands. You tried to not hurry. You rubbed and stroked it delicately. You caressed it and balls. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' sighed. You knew it was the first time for him and that made you excited. You were happy you were his first girl. As a girl, he was far more experienced than you. Now you were equal. You licked his penis. The musky taste was odd, but you thought it would be worse. You were licking delicately, stopping for a moment and looked up at his face. It was incredible. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was far bigger than you. You felt so small in his company. Yet you controlled him completely and used that power to bring him joy. You loved how hoarsely he breathed. You felt excited seeing him clenching his fists and biting his lips. You stopped for a moment and smiled mischievously. He smirked. Then you continued, barely touching his penis with your tongue. He shivered. You wanted to hear his moan. When you lightly touched his balls, he gasped. Then finally he moaned. You giggled and sucked him more vigorously. You were licking for a whole length of his cock. Once he let a moan escape, he couldn't resist. His moaning made you terribly wet. Finally, he came. You were splashed with his warm sperm, sticking to your cheeks and lips. He gasped and sat down on the bed. He looked at you and smiled. "That was incredible... You were incredible..." You smiled widely and kissed him deeply. He touched your breast and squeezed. Now it was your time to moan. "I have to clean up your mess," you said slyly. You came to the bathroom and saw your reflection in the mirror. You barely got used to seeing a girl's face, now this face was covered in the cum. What a week...<h4>The end of chapter 4</h4>[[The summary of chapter 4.|Chapter 4 summary]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You had to admit, you thought about ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. You thought about his smile, his calmness, and his constant willingness to help. You saw many times how he was charming the animals. Your heart melted sometimes even if you were with no doubt a heterosexual boy. But now? You realized that the certain memories were coming back. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' in the tent you both shared during the mountain trip two years ago, sleeping only with his boxers. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' naked when you both tried to clean in the terribly cold, mountain stream. You even had earlier memories from the scout camps when you shared a shower. There was nothing sexual in them, you were far too young then to made you feel something that way. But there was something intimate in them. You felt close to ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and this feeling had a physical aspect. You wondered how could feel his mild touch on your face. You thought how would taste his lips during the kiss. And certainly, you wanted to stroke his unruly hair. You realized that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' had a girlfriend but surprisingly you didn't feel weird that you were daydreaming about your childhood friend who just managed to get a steady relationship in his life. For those couple of days, you had so many crazy thoughts that this one appeared to be the most innocent among them. You weren't sure what you wanted to do with ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. It was just a thought. And as you weren't demonic being as ''Auntie'', your thoughts couldn't shape the reality of other people... Could they? But for now you had to make other decission. Did you help ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''...[[...to clean his flat?|Help Olivier?]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You snorted. "Of course I won't play with you. Are you out of your mind? This is sick." ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' giggled. It seemed that she liked your answer. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' smiled. "Sure, as you wish, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he said. "Maybe you'll eventually change your mind. You are a part of this game anyway. <<if visited("Look at your cards")>>You touched the card, so you are in the stake.<<else>>I'm not surprised, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' also said he wasn't interested in... But well, his card remained in the table.<</if>>" <<if visited("Look at your cards")>>He took your card and put it next to ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s''. "Well, I don't think that our sweet ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' is ready to do something serious. I bet she is quite shy about her new sex. Not everyone becomes the slut as quick as you, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''." ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' ignored him and put a chip on your card.<<else>><<if $suspiciousCard== true>>He took ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' card and put it next to ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'', then he sighed. "I have to say that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' is the disappointment so far. He could transform himself into a much more irresistible young man. He has a nice, big penis only because of you, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. Then it turned out that he's more interested in playing guitar and singing than to fuck around. It's a pity, so I won't bet this time." "Yeah, he's boring," ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' agreed.<<else>>Then ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' took one card. There was a naked boy on them with a noot on his neck. He stood next to the tree. There was a title on the card. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. He took ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' card and put it next to ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'', then he sighed. "I have to say that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' is the disappointment so far. He could transform himself into a much more irresistible young man. He has a nice, big penis only because of you, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. Then it turned out that he's more interested in playing guitar and singing than in fucking around. It's a pity, so I won't bet this time." "Yeah, he's boring," ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' agreed.<</if>><</if>> <<if visited("Touch the cards") and $approaches.contains(4) or visited("Touch the cards") and $approaches.contains(5)>>You had to stop it! You knew you barely could touch the cards last time, but you had to try! You grabbed the card and to your surprise, it was solid in your hand! You faced it down. "Fuck you! No play!"<><<set $interruptGame = true>><> ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' eyes bulged out, then she looked at you with a respect. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' was clearly surprised and it wasn't a pleasant surprise. He remained calm. "So, that's it," he said will a wry smile. "Don't be surprised, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. You wouldn't be able to talk about the game with anyone who wasn't present during the licitation. It's a rule that helps to be this game fair. You can have some difficulties with remembering you were even there. It happens. So... We'll see each other after the weekend!" he said. "Well, my dear sister, time to undress. You have to earn some chips." <<else>>You looked helplessly like the card became the part of game.<</if>>[[You woke up.|Your girly morning]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $gameSet= true>><<lessanger $auntie>><> To your own surprise, you looked at ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' enlarged breasts. Of course, you were dreaming, but somehow you knew that they were real and she would wake up tomorrow as the Boob Fairy really visited her. You also knew that the appearance of the transformed people could be affected. You remembered ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>''. You couldn't be defenceless. "I will play with you," you said quietly. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' smiled. "Sure, milady," he said. "Sit with us! You, unfortunately, have no cards except your own... yet. But I am sure it's just a matter of time you'd put someone under your charm. You have also no chips, except..." He closed his eyes and you felt that some force was touching you, embraced you. It was an unpleasant, filthy feeling. You felt even a little pain in your head. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' opened his eyes. "Ok, I know everything. <<if visited("Try your new equipment")>>I see that you actually made friends with your little slit, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. That's a good thing, you earned your first chip. I bet it was a cute and innocent self-discovery...<><<set $chips =$chips+1>><><<else>>Oh, you didn't get closer to your new parts after your transformation, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''? That's odd. I watched some new girls fingering themselves under the school tables... Shame.<</if>><<if visited("Masturbation in clothes")>>Oh, I see that your flowery dress turned you on! You were excited about your transformation, weren't you? I hope you are happy with the results! You earned one chip for your enthusiasm! <><<set $chips =$chips+1>><><<else>>Some people show the enthusiasm that could be exchanged on the chips even before hugging, but unfortunately it wasn't you.<</if>> Well, I think that's it. We are after the licitation, so we can bet only on your card. Can you place it, please? You hesitated for a moment, but you put the card in front of you. "As we will bet on your actions, you couldn't hear what we would say," he said. It was odd. You saw ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' talking, but you couldn't see it. They place two chips each next to your cards. "So, that's it," he said will a wry smile. "Don't be surprised, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. You wouldn't be able to talk about the game with anyone who wasn't present during the licitation. It's a rule that helps to be this game fair. You can have some difficulties with remembering you were even there. It happens. So... We'll see each other after the weekend!" Everything faded. [[You woke up.|Your girly morning]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $routine = 0>><<cleanClothes $player>><<set $shoes.delete("your father's shoes")>><>Your alarm beeped. Even before you opened your eyes, one thought went through your mind. You were a girl! It was that sudden, even exciting awareness which you could compare to the emotions that little children had on Christmas morning. Your mind was still sleeping, but one of its parts was already agitated. You were a girl... You opened your eyes and pushed away a hair that fell on your face. You looked down at the gentle and soft bulge of your breasts. You couldn't see through them to look at your flat stomach, but you touched it delicately. You were aware that something was also flat. Your hand reached your crotch that felt so unfamiliar. Still lying, you lifted your leg and admired how smooth and delicate it was. You were a girl. That was strange and weird. You went to the toilet to pee. Such ordinary activity made you feel even weirder. It had nothing familiar with some kind of dream or fantasy. It was brutally real. Fact that the floor felt cold to your bare feet was even more disturbing that you had to sit to pee and the wiping was obligatory. Having a vagina could be part of the illusion, the tiles on your toilet were part of the real world. You heard the snoring of both of your parents. Your parents snored only when they were drunk so you suspected that the party was good. You had a morning to yourself.[[You did something with your hair.|Do something with your hair]] [[You found the time to touch yourself.|Masturbate]] [[You tried with a makeup.|Some makeup]] [[You paid more attention to your clothes.|Attention for clothes]] [[You acted normally.|Normal rouitine]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>After the concert, you were sweaty and happy. The evening was warm, you felt the wind in your hair and it felt really nice. The rest of the group reacted differently. Boys (it was still weird to think about ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' as a boy) had a good time, even if they didn't love the band so much as you did. Girls, on the other hand, were more restrained. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' generally looked sick and unhappy. You were glad you had no remorse that you ruined her evening. It was a really common situation when you were together. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' had some fun, but apparently she decided to pretend she didn't to manipulate ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' to entertain her. Manipulative bitches, both of them. But you couldn't help yourself but stare when you saw ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' holding hands and kissing. <<if $attracted.contains("Justin")>>You loved his expression when he was stopping her and was just looking at her. There were this calm happiness and the determination to make her happy as he was. Damn. She didn't deserve him... You meant, she didn't deserve it. <<else>>You wouldn't mind at all if someone cared about you in the same way.<</if>> You had somebody's attention. It was ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', who, obviously boozy, was making fun of your taste of music. "You just trying too hard, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he said. "Your father won't disinherit you if you confess that you prefer traditional folk music. Maybe he'd be disappointed, but you'll be still his princess." You rolled your eyes. "The backyard, unplugged sessions again? Dude, give me a break. Why can't I like them both?" "Because this is bullshit! I watched you listening to "Celtic woman" and Karan Casey. You were lost in the fucking fairy tale! And it's fine, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. But stop lying to yourself that you are rocker girl, that's all." "''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' the First, the pope of music, has spoken!" you snapped back. Everytime he drank a few beers he came back to this topic. "Would you send the music inquisition to get me, because I like different kinds of music?" He pulled a face, being named a pope, but then he chuckled. "That's just impossible. It is about your brain! You could positively react to such different kinds of music!" "You are such a hypocrite! You change your mind about whole bands and songs every time you talk to my father!" "Point for ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' said in very serious tone. You flashed him with a smile. "Oh, there are two of them now! I thought you were occupied by drooling on your lady!" ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' blushed furiously and looked away. "Look, of course I respect your father's opinions, but..." "But? There are no buts! You hated "Live at Pompeii", but when my dad watched it again with you, you are still stopping it in this fucking moment, when... how was it... When montage is so perfect that you can't see the moment the drumstick magically appears! I think sometimes you hang out with me because of my dad!" "Hey, that hurt! Oh, my, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', try not to wet yourself!" ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was still laughing. "Seriously, you should date my father. I can tell you what wine he likes." <<if visited("Be seducive to Olivier")>>"Nah. He's a great man, but I prefer fucking you than him." "Criticize more my taste of music, then you will blow yourself at least!" you snapped back. Drunk idiot. You noticed that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked shocked. Even ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'s'' eyes widened for a moment. "Besides, I'm more interested in the place when we will drink tonight Any ideas?"<<else>>"Now I'm more interested in the place when we will drink. Any ideas?"<</if>> <<if $beAgirl==false>>You lost in thought for a moment. You had a great time today. Being a girl didn't ruin the concert. In fact, you had to admit that it helped sometimes. You knew that probably you'd be a woman for the rest of your life. Maybe you were trying too hard? [[You'd try to be a girl.|You'll be a girl]] [[Nah. Let's drink in the park.|Drink in the park]] <<sneaky $display>> [[Nah. Let's drink in the pub.|Drink in the pub]] <<flashy $display>> <<else>>You shrugged. [[Let's drink in the park.|Drink in the park]] <<sneaky $display>> [[Let's drink in the pub.|Drink in the pub]] <<flashy $display>><</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Your face turned red and you looked away. You suddenly felt uncomfortable sitting there, with embarrased but excited ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and with grinning ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. You weren't the only one who didn't feel well about the scene. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' apparently didn't know the song, but the title alarmed her seriously. She looked carefully at ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', who took a guitar and winked to you. You realized that his hands were shaking a little. Damn, that was too obvious. When ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' discovered Tom Waits, she was unbearable even more than usual. You didn't like him at first. After you heard "Singapore" and "God's away on business" you joked that you didn't know that Cookie Monster had a such background story and you weren't really surprised that someone made a mash-up on YouTube. But when you heard "I hope that I don't fall in love with you", you changed your mind. You were fifteen then and you weren't sure if you loved ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. Those lyrics were the voice of your growing-up soul. Probably you sang it too many times... But the reason of ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' blush was obvious. You'd probably notice his embarrassment even if you were still a boy. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' was a girl and the experienced one, so, as her boyfriend started to sing, she looked at you with pure hate in her eyes. "Well, I hope that I don't fall in love with you 'Cause falling in love just makes me blue Well, the music plays and you display your heart for me to see I had a beer and now I hear you callin' out for me And I hope that I don't fall in love with you" Your father said once that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' had a musical manner of singing. He could sing well, but he was better at acting. The little trembling in his voice vanished, he looked at you directly. There was something in his eyes that you couldn't look away from. The song continued. In the last two verses, you could tell that he didn't just perform the song. That was his statement. "Well, the night does funny things inside a man These old tomcat feelings you don't understand Well, I turn around to look at you, you light a cigarette I wish I had the guts to bum one, but we've never met And I hope that I don't fall in love with you Now, it's closing time, the music's fading out Last call for drinks, I'll have another stout I turn around to look at you, you're nowhere to be found I search the place for your lost face, guess I'll have another round And I think that I just fell in love with you" ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' chuckled a little. She was looking at you with her usual smirk that was telling "I was right all the time". You tried to focus on ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', but you heart was racing. As you weren't sure how to act or what to think, one thing was certain. It was the first time in your life when a boy confessed his love to you. And he did it in front of his girlfriend.[[It was your turn.|Claudia is bitchy]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $marthaHelp = true>><>You sighed. "Yeah, I think I'll need some help." "Awww, how helplessly you look and sound," ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' said slyly. "I get that it's all new for you, but head's up. You are a pretty girl with a wardrobe full of nice, fitting clothes. You'll look outstanding and you'll learn quickly. Damn, girl! I'm so excited!" You gave her a weak smile. You didn't have an older sister who'd dress you up or practice applying make up on you when you were a kid, but you were sure that ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was fitting the trope. But yeah, she was right. She shaped your body and she knew how to dress up nice and comfortably. There was nothing bad in looking good. She kissed you on the cheek and left. "You should stamp, you know," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' said. "To deter the vipers." <<if visited("Be seducive to Olivier")>>"Oh, so you are talking to me again. How surpising." He shrugged. "I don't know what you're talking about." You snorted.<<else>>You sighed.<</if>> After school ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' phone... [[...started to buzz.|Olivier talks to Dorothy]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You rolled your eyes. "''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', I am not your doll. You gave me that body and the set of the clothes, now you want to brush my hair and make me wear dresses..." "Nah, dresses are not good for the concert, but you'd make a really cute Celtic rocker girl. Come on, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', don't be like that! I didn't want you to be a girl, but as you are one, you could use my help! Seriously, I know what you are feeling. I can make it easier for you." You sighed. "Still, no. Thanks, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', I know you want to help. But you have to give me space. Please." She was disappointed. She used to be accepted and wanted. <<if visited("Don't tell Martha about the game") and $attemptLie lt 5>>"It was you who tried lying to me. I don't get why you don't trust me so much... Whatever. Have fun, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''."<<else>>"I don't get why you don't trust me so much... Whatever. Have fun, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." <</if>> When she was leaving, you had the feeling that it wasn't over. "You should stamp, you know," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' said. "To deter the vipers." <<if visited("Be seducive to Olivier")>>"Oh, so you are talking to me again. How surpising." He shrugged. "I don't know what you're talking about." You snorted.<<else>>You sighed.<</if>> After school ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' phone...[[...started to buzz.|Olivier talks to Dorothy]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You noticed tears in ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'s'' eyes and you felt guilty. Of course, you were innocent. You treated ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' like you treated him before your transformation. He was your friend. The fact that he was treating you differently wasn't your fault. <<if visited("You think of him")>>Of course, you had some thought about him now. <<if $attracted.contains("Justin")>>You had to admit that dinner in Lisbon was really nice vision to think.<<else>>But you weren't sure how far you'd go with him.<</if>><<else>> She could keep him.<</if>> It was time for you to make a request. You should pick ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' as she was the last one. She looked at you, calm but evidently sad. You couldn't really blame her. Of course, it was ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' plot, but the way ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked at you during the song directed her thoughts at you, her rival. You were serious and calm, when you said: "Well, I have a request for //Hallelujah//. I hope ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' will enjoy at least one song during this evening." She smiled weakly, then she looked at you carefully. She evidently looked for proof that you offended her. You knew she already hated you, but this time she understood you had no intention to sneer. But as boys played, she was looking at you with hate. Well, you didn't want to make friends with her anyway. But not only ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' wasn't happy. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' clearly enjoyed your previous confusion and as you stroke back, she started to act bitchy. The request line lasted for some time, but you felt more and more tired. Your irritation to ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' increased. She wanted...[[...to ruin your perfect day!|Time to sleep]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>So, it was time for you to make a request. You should pick ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' as she was the last one. She looked at you, calm but evidently angry. There was a challenge in her eyes. You couldn't really blame her. Of course, it was ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' plot, but the way ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked at you during the song directed her rage at you, her rival. That was ridiculous, and it would be really funny if you weren't now accused of stealing someone's boyfriend. You cleared your throat and said: "Well, I'll dedicate something to ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'', but I don't know what music she likes. So, ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'', do you have any wishes?" As she smiled sweetly you understood that you made some mistake in the girl-to-girl war. "Oh, go on," she replied. "I've got to know your style this evening, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. I'm sure that you pick something that suits you." And she made that look that you reminded you about every imperfection of your body and the lack of experience in the clothes and makeup. You understood she offended you. She found the way to make fun of the request line, to underestimate this evening. She claimed your kindness as your weakness. Fucking bitch. But you knew that type of girl. There was a group of them in your church, you knew the girls from the other scout's team that were similarly prudes. So you smiled slyly and said: "Sure. I have a request for //Your naked body// and I dedicate this song to ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'', as we have so much fun with her this evening." She frowned. Nah, she even didn't know Leonard Cohen! But as you all started to sing, she actually blushed and her face was turning only more red as the song followed. "Frankie Laine, he was singing Jezebel I pinned an Iron Cross to my lapel I walked up to the tallest and the blondest girl I said, "Look, you don't know me now but very soon you will So won't you let me see" I said "won't you let me see" I said "won't you let me see Your naked body?" "Just dance me to the dark side of the gym Chances are I will let you do most anything I know you're hungry, I can hear it in your voice And there are many parts of me to touch, you have your choice Ah but no you cannot see She said "No you cannot see" She said "No you cannot see My naked body" So we're dancing close, the band is playing Stardust The balloons and paper streamers they're floating down on us She says, "You've got a minute left to fall in love" In solemn moments such as this I have put my trust And all my faith to see I said all my faith to see I said all my faith to see Her naked body Naked body" You sang loud and clear, and when you sang the line "You've got a minute left to fall in love" you looked directly at ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', who was surprised but actually smirked. With ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'s'' prudence, you could offend her more only by launching some porn video. But not only ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' wasn't happy. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' clearly enjoyed your previous confusion and as you stroke back, she started to act bitchy. The request line lasted for some time, but you felt more and more tired. Your irritation to ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' increased. She wanted...[[...to ruin your perfect day!|Time to sleep]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $concert = $player.Condition + $player.Popularity>><><div class="hintboxOwn"><div align="center">''Actions during the concert''</div> The minimum: ''2'' Your ''Condition'' + ''Popularity'': ''<<print $concert>>'' <><<if $approaches.contains(3)>>You are ''Flashy +1''<<set $concert = $concert+1>> <</if>> <<if $approaches.contains(4)>>You are ''Forceful +1''<<set $concert = $concert+1>> <</if>> <<if $approaches.contains(5)>>You are ''Quick +1''<<set $concert = $concert+1>> <</if>> <<if $beAgirl == true>>You accepted your transformation ''+1''<<set $concert = $concert+1>> <</if>> <<if $concert lt 2>><<set $concert = 2>><</if>><> <div align="center">Your score: <<print $concert>></div></div>You went to the stadium. It was a main reason of the modernization of your district. The money rain fell on your country for the organisation of the European championship in football in 2012. The restored stadium needed an infrastructure, so finally your part of the city got the underground line. Year after year the new funds were making your district better and friendlier place. The line to the concert was long, but as you had VIP tickets, you just passed by the several hundreds of young people and you were checked almost immediately. The VIP zone was close to the stage. Some frighteningly expensive food trucks offered some food. The beer was cheaper but watered. You weren't hungry, you didn't want to drink for now. You were so excited that you could barely think. You noticed of course that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was getting tired more every second, and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' seemed to be excited like you. But everything was blurring. And when one hour later the concert began, your whole world exploded. It was your evening![[You sang all songs.|Sing all the songs]] [[You went crowd surfing.|Go crowdsurfing]] [[You were picked up.|Let Olivier pick you up]] [[You drank a lot of beer.|Drink a lot beer]] [[You danced your own dance.|Dance with Justin your dance]] [[You found some time for your ex-girlfriend.|Find some time for Dorothy]] [[You danced with random girls.|Dance with random girls]] [[You danced with random boys.|Dance with random boys]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $marthaAttraction = $player.Condition+ $player.Grades>><><><div class="hintboxOwn"><div align="center">''Is <<print $they.marthaFemaleName>> interested in <<print $you.femaleName>>?''</div>Your ''Condidion''+ your ''Grades'': <<print $marthaAttraction>> <<if $approaches.contains(1)>>You are ''Careful'' ''+1''.<<set $marthaAttraction = $marthaAttraction+1>> <</if>> <<if $attracted.contains("Martha")>>You enjoyed the daydreaming about her ''+1''.<<set $marthaAttraction = $marthaAttraction+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Your friends")>>She told you about the plot against you during the first day ''+1''. <<set $marthaAttraction = $marthaAttraction+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Martha's wounds")>>You followed her during the second day ''+1''. <<set $marthaAttraction = $marthaAttraction+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Welcome commitee Martha")>>You went with her to school on the third day ''+1''. <<set $marthaAttraction = $marthaAttraction+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Go with Martha")>>You went to lunch with her ''+1''. <<set $marthaAttraction = $marthaAttraction+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Be friendly")>>You took a selfie with her ''+1''. <<set $marthaAttraction = $marthaAttraction+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Join")>>You joined the history project ''+1''. <<set $marthaAttraction = $marthaAttraction+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Text Martha")>>You texted her before the final transformation ''+1''. <<set $marthaAttraction = $marthaAttraction+1>> <</if>><div align="center">Your score: <<print $marthaAttraction>>/8 ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' <<if $marthaAttraction gte 8>>''is''<<set $martha.Attraction =1>><<else>>''isn't''<</if>> attracted to ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''.</div></div><>Those visions were riddiculous, but they seemed to be harmless. You remembered that some of transformed people had some strange thoughts. Well, the Parity was a complex thing. You couldn't believe how school was boring this day. It was the third day since you transformed and yet you came back to the normal routine. Maybe you should be thankful - this week was stressful - but the contrast between this day and previous days made you feel uncomfortable. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' didn't say a word to you. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' was so lost in her thoughts that she seemed to not notice that girls hated her. <<if visited("Be seducive to Olivier")>>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' avoided you all day. Of course, it wasn't a place to talk about the yesterday, but it pissed you off anyway. <<else>>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was no help at all. You got bored.<</if>> The only thing that kept you awake was the concert. You even drew the band's logo in your copybook and wrote lyrics of your favorite songs. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' noticed it. She came to you during the last break. <<if $marthaAttraction gte 8>>"Damn, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', you are acting like you will go for a date today!" "Yeah, sort of. But there are 5 of them, so yeah, I'll be quite busy." She giggled. "You'll rock, for sure. By the way, about your looks," she said with a grin. "I was thinking... Maybe will I come to your house and help you out with clothes and everything? You're quite fresh in all that girly stuff, and I'm sure you want to look good this evening." You hesitated for a moment. [[You agreed.|Chap 5 Agree]] [[You didn't agree.|Chap 5 Play it hard]]<<else>>"Damn, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', you are acting like you will go for a date today!" "Yeah, sort of. But there are 5 of them, so yeah, I'll be quite busy." She sighed. "Oh, I envy you. The first evening as a girl in wide public... It will be magical for you, for sure. I ruined mine, you know, I got drunk far too early. But those... feelings... that are awakening... Oh, you'd be so happy tonight, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''!" You blushed. She kissed you on the cheek and left. "You should stamp, you know," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' said. "To deter the vipers." <<if visited("Be seducive to Olivier")>>"Oh, so you are talking to me again. How surpising." He shrugged. "I don't know what you're talking about." You snorted.<<else>>You sighed.<</if>> After school ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' phone... [[...started to buzz.|Olivier talks to Dorothy]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You frowned. "So... ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' will be in the minute here, won't she?" "Yup." "So, when would be this //later// when will we talk? After the weekend?" He shrugged. "Maybe." He looked away. "Oh, I see," you hissed. "You don't want to talk about it at all. It just happened, yes? <<if visited("You suck Olivier's cock")>>A little blowjob from the best friend?<<else>>Some time with the best friend? "All the things you're missin', good vittles, love, and kissin'?" <</if>>" "Why are you so drama queen about it? We both know how ''Auntie'' works. We had those urges. I'm glad it was you, not some random chick that wouldn't understand. "Understand what? That was she a replacement for jerking off?" He pulled a face. "Yeah, exactly." There was a deep sarcasm in his voice, but it hurt anyway. You knew he didn't think that. You knew him too well. It was the usual tactics. An insult or the sneer to discourage you to continue the topic he didn't want to continue. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' immaturity took over. The difference was that you really felt discouraged right now. His indifferent voice and his unreasonable coldness was something you simply didn't deserve.[[Maybe you were overreacting. He was right about the urges. You just fucked.|It was nice, but it wasn't for life]] <<careful $display>> [[Yesterday was a mistake.|That was mistake]] <<quick $display>> [[He wouldn't treat you this way!|You went mad]] <<forceful $display>> [[You hid your disappointment.|Hide your disappointment]] <<sneaky $display>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You nodded. "I keep telling you that you should quit drugs, dad. It's serious," you said. He chuckled. "It's easy for you to say! You don't live with two women in one house! I hardly endure it!" You sat on the couch. Your father looked at his friend's guitar. He sighed. "Wow, are you really considering it?" you exclaimed, shocked. You knew how much this guitar meant to your father. Uncle ''Stan'' told you the whole story of this feral evening your father's friends died you started to have your own thoughts about it. Your father was supposed to be a driver, but he didn't come. He shrugged, conflicted. "''Stan'' got a point, you know. This guitar is wasting here. And ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' is really good. He can't afford an instrument this class... What do you think? Should I give him this guitar? You know him well." "Dad... It's your decision to make." It wasn't the first time your father asked you for advice, even in serious matters. He always treated you seriously and respected your opinions. He knew he was very impulsive sometimes... He smiled and hugged you. He stroked your hair. "Sure, it's my decision. But you are a clever girl. A clever young woman. You all are grown-ups now. You are at the same age ''Victor'' bought this guitar... Would you drink some wine with me?" "Sure, dad." Your father started your alcohol education when you were sixteen. Of course, your mother was against it. Your father didn't persuade her that it was to avoid you from drinking in bushes. Well, you did it anyway. He poured two glasses of wine. The wine was his lately discovered hobby. He had good taste. "Cheers. Well, you are all grown-ups, like I said. You are on your own. I don't know how to make things easier for you." You rolled your eyes. "//Fiddler on the roof// again, dad?" "You'll appreciate that musical later, young lady! Yes, //Fiddler on the roof//. When I saw you yesterday in these clothes ''Stan'' gave you... I'm getting used to the thought that you are going to be an adult, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. That you are an adult. It's not easy for a parent, believe me." He sighed. "He can use this guitar. I'm sure of that. But still... So, seriously, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. What do you think?[[You said that he should give the guitar.|Sure, he should give guitar]] [[You wouldn't give him advice. It was his decision.|It's his decision]] [[He should keep a guitar.|It's a legacy Olivier didn't deserve]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $concert = $concert -1>><<justinBreakup $player>><>Oh. My. God. They were going to sing this. There was only song when the male vocalists wore kilts. They were going to sing "500 miles"! As the intro started, you were filled with millions of flashbacks. It was a song that always reminded you about your relationship with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. It kept you strong in this relationship. You wanted to be as brave as the hero of this ballad was. You believed that you could sacrifice everything and be the man that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' needed. You loved this song with the love only a young teenage boy could feel. And you still loved this song, even the girl you thought you'd love until you both die looked like he escaped from a Nazi concentration camp and you were full of remorse to her. Even you were a girl now. Then ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' came to you and smiled widely. He started to move in characteristic rhythm. You smiled widely and you mimicked his gestures. You forgot about your dance! One of the good things about scouts' camps were the festivals when the teams prepared their own performances. At your last camp, you have performed your own choreography to this song. A lot was jumping and wriggling, and of course, it looked naive, but it didn't matter. You danced with ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' whole 4 minutes. And when the applause burst out, you hugged him impulsively. He looked at you surprised, but then he gave you this mild smile you knew most of your life. Then, a little embarrassed, he came back to ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'', who kissed him so ostentatiously, that you thought with disgust, that she could as well piss on him to mark him as her territory. <div class="hint" align="center" style="width:200px;">Remaining choices: <<print $concert>></div> <><<if $concert gt 0>><<if not visited("Sing all the songs")>>[[You sang all songs.|Sing all the songs]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Go crowdsurfing")>>[[You went crowd surfing.|Go crowdsurfing]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Let Olivier pick you up")>>[[You were picked up.|Let Olivier pick you up]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Drink a lot beer")>>[[You drank a lot of beer.|Drink a lot beer]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Find some time for Dorothy")>>[[You found some time for your ex-girlfriend.|Find some time for Dorothy]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with random girls")>>[[You danced with random girls.|Dance with random girls]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with random boys")>>[[You danced with random boys.|Dance with random boys]] <</if>><<else>>[[After the concert]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $concert = $concert -1>><<justinBreakup $player>><> <div class="hint" align="center" style="width:200px;">Remaining choices: <<print $concert>></div>You expected that there would be more women than men at the concert and you weren't wrong. Most of the guys seemed to be here only because of their ladies. But not all of them. You noticed some guys swinging and jumping. It was a soft version of pogo as "Celtic Maidens" didn't play heavy beats enough. But it was fun to see them anyway. After a moment of hesitation, you joined them. Your new, fragile anatomy wasn't helpful, but you were surprised how those guys treated you delicately... Until the band played "Rose tattoo". Well, things got harsh. Guys were jumping more vigorously and you were too light for this league. You wanted to back off, but they didn't let you. The fun stopped to be fun immediately. Some guy jumped on you and you lost your balance. You hit the ground with a sudden terror that they would trample you. Then you felt some strong hands that lifted you. You blinked, blinded by the light of the reflector. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' apparently watched you all the time. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' shook his head and rolled his eyes. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' shouted to your ear: "ARE YOU OK?!" You nodded. He took your hand and moved out from the crowd. You saw ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'s'' angry face. Damn, this bitch was overreacting...<><<if $concert gt 0>><<if not visited("Sing all the songs")>>[[You sang all songs.|Sing all the songs]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Go crowdsurfing")>>[[You went crowd surfing.|Go crowdsurfing]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Let Olivier pick you up")>>[[You were picked up.|Let Olivier pick you up]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Drink a lot beer")>>[[You drank a lot of beer.|Drink a lot beer]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with Justin your dance")>>[[You danced your own dance.|Dance with Justin your dance]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Find some time for Dorothy")>>[[You found some time for your ex-girlfriend.|Find some time for Dorothy]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with random girls")>>[[You danced with random girls.|Dance with random girls]] <</if>> <<else>>[[After the concert]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $concert = $concert -1>><>You expected that there would be more women than men at the concert and you weren't wrong. Most of the guys seemed to be here only because of their ladies. Some girls went without dates and they had a lot of fun. They shouted and squeaked, they were jumping and swinging. In the beginning, you didn't join them, as you felt a little ashamed, but finally, you found yourself in one of those groups of squealing teenage girls. They were fooling around and it was a liberating feeling. Definitely, you were one of the girls then.<div class="hint" align="center" style="width:200px;">Remaining choices: <<print $concert>></div> <><<if $concert gt 0>><<if not visited("Sing all the songs")>>[[You sang all songs.|Sing all the songs]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Go crowdsurfing")>>[[You went crowd surfing.|Go crowdsurfing]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Let Olivier pick you up")>>[[You were picked up.|Let Olivier pick you up]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Drink a lot beer")>>[[You drank a lot of beer.|Drink a lot beer]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with Justin your dance")>>[[You danced your own dance.|Dance with Justin your dance]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Find some time for Dorothy")>>[[You found some time for your ex-girlfriend.|Find some time for Dorothy]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with random boys")>>[[You danced with random boys.|Dance with random boys]] <</if>> <<else>>[[After the concert]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $daydream = $daydream-1>><>You snorted. No, of course not. You couldn't think about <<if $object==1>>''<<print $they.justinName>>''<<elseif $object==2>>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''<<elseif $object==3>>''<<print $they.robertName>>''<<elseif $object==4>>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''<<elseif $object==5>>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''<</if>> seriously...Right? You thought about: <><<if not visited("Think of Justin")>>[[$they.justinName|Think of Justin]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Think of Caroline")>>[[$they.carlFemaleName|Think of Caroline]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Think of Olivier")>>[[$they.oliviaMaleName|Think of Olivier]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Think of Robert")>>[[$they.robertName|Think of Robert]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Think of Martha")>>[[$they.marthaFemaleName|Think of Martha]] <</if>> <<if $daydream lte 0>>[[That's enough!|Conversation with Martha]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You shrugged. "We're going to spend whole weekend together," you said. "And I have plenty things to do before the concert. I'll join you later." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' chuckled. "Sure, the makeup couldn't apply itself, could it?" You rolled your eyes. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' giggled. "Make up? I don't think so. I bet ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' needs to repeat all lyrics before the concert. I hope you have a better voice now, anyway. I heard you singing in a shower." You sighed. "Thanks for the support, really. Can't you be nasty for ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' too? One sarcrastic comment, at least?" She shrugged. "Like what? She didn't use the makeup even as a girl. She didn't seem to change at all. You, on the other hand..." "Stop it. Please." You blushed and you hated that you blushed. "I can help you if you want. It's not that it's easy for you. When girls start to learn such things, you read all Lovecraft's stories." "You will thank me when the stars will right," you snapped back.<<if $marthaHelp == false>>[[You could use her help.|Dorothy comes with you]]<<else>>[[You already had a help.|Told you use Martha's help]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>As ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' didn't talk much, you had a plently of time to think about her. It turned out that leaving ''Rosset High School'' was even worse that attempting to this school. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' used to be a pretty, and self-confident girl. She was smart, probably she was even the smartest person you knew. She had a future that waiting for her. Would she achieve the goals she was talking about for so many years? She looked so weak and broken.[[She was a victim.|Dorothy is victim]] [[She was so naive...|Dorothy is naive]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Your father opened a door and let ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' in. "Hello, ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'', it's been a while," he said warmly. "Good afternoon, sir. Nice to see you." She smiled. When she passed your father by, he looked at you with shock and fear. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' took a look at your room when she was taking off the shoes. "Well, something's changed since my last visit." "It's the unicorn," you said, shrugging. "It dominates the room." Your father wore shoes and a light jacket. "I will give you space, girl," he said. "Have a nice day." And he left quickly. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' went to your room and opened your wardrobe. "Wow, what a girly stuff. Don't you feel like a crossdresser or something?" She smirked and you already regretted you agreed to her help. "There are just clothes. I look normaly in them." She snorted. "I bet you do. Well, let's find something for you."[[You tried to have fun.|You have fun]] [[It was a harsh experience... And she didn't help at all.|It was necessary evil]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>"I'm so sorry this happened to you," you said, then you realized it wasn't true. It was a self-published prophecy. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' did what she had always done: she rejected the people who cared about her, then she was too proud to say sorry to her and when she got into deep shit, she received the help from people who used them. If ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' really used her. You could imagine that she had her purposes, but ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'s'' behavior could discourrage the saint to help. You were curious when ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' finally gave her up. He had a strong savior's complex, but ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was her own worst enemy. She looked at you. "Thanks. I'm sorry about THIS happened to you too," she said and you were sure she was as dishonest to you as you were to her. Did she think you deserved to be robbed from your life? You suddenly felt tired. You should have agree to ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' proposition. <<if not visited("You went home")>>Then she pulled the face. She opened her bag, then she sighed. "I forgot my meds! I'll be in 10 minutes." "Sure. You know the way." She ran. [[You went home.|You went home]]<<else>>You were glad you'd no longer to be only in her company. You looked at your reflection in the mirror. [[You were ready.|You are ready]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>"I'm so sorry this happened to you," you said quietly and touched her hand. She shuddered, but she didn't take her hand away. "Can I help you somehow?" She looked at you, then burst into tears. She wrapped her arms around your neck. She wept for at last 5 minutes before she calmed down a little. "You... You already are helping," she said. "I... I wanted desperately to tell you... To talk to you... But I couldn't. I couldn't pick your number. I couldn't go to your home. I knew that if you understand... If you won't hate me anymore... Oh God, what a relief!" She exclaimed. And she, except her face was still red and eyes wet, looked a little better. And stronger. She straightened up and she looked more like ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' you knew. "Thanks. I'm sorry about THIS happened to you too," she said quietly. You gave her a weak smile, thanking her for her compassion. You thought that probably ''Auntie'' robbed her of her life more than you. <<if not visited("You went home")>>Then she pulled the face. She opened her bag, then she sighed. "I forgot my meds! I'll be in 10 minutes." "Sure. You know the way." She ran. [[You went home.|You went home]]<<else>>You looked at your reflection in the mirror. [[You were ready.|You are ready]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $concert = $concert -1>><>You didn't drink a lot. You drank like you used to, but in your smaller body, you definitely should drink less. But you didn't care. You were happy, you were an adult, you wanted to have fun. Besides, the beer you could buy was so watered-down that it affected more your bladder than your head. That was a time when you experienced the lines to women's toilets and that women could make a terrible mess there. But you were enduring this all with a smile because you were happy you were at this concert. Luckily, you got known yourself enough to know when you should stop. Of course, you were jumping and screaming, and you had some problems with the balance, but you didn't do anything too stupid. <div class="hint" align="center" style="width:200px;">Remaining choices: <<print $concert>></div> <><<if $concert gt 0>><<if not visited("Sing all the songs")>>[[You sang all songs.|Sing all the songs]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Go crowdsurfing")>>[[You went crowd surfing.|Go crowdsurfing]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Let Olivier pick you up")>>[[You were picked up.|Let Olivier pick you up]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with Justin your dance")>>[[You danced your own dance.|Dance with Justin your dance]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Find some time for Dorothy")>>[[You found some time for your ex-girlfriend.|Find some time for Dorothy]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with random girls")>>[[You danced with random girls.|Dance with random girls]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with random boys")>>[[You danced with random boys.|Dance with random boys]] <</if>> <<else>>[[After the concert]]<</if>><>

<><<set $backto = "Drink in the park">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You bought some bear and went to the park next to stadium. It was already full of people, but you knew all the secluded places, as you were living nearby. Most of the park was renovated already, but there was an area still devastated. When you were in middle school it was a place where you used to hang out. You led the group to the little square, there was a statue of Soviet soldiers. It was one of the popular in your country signs of the Soviet's domination during the Cold War. It was devastated lately, someone painted it with red spray, writing "Murderers", but the letters were too big, so from the front you could read "murder". Letters were primitive and skewed. "The font like in "The Shining"," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' said and you both chuckled. "Alright, boys and girls! I go to piss, but when I'll return, I want to know one damn thing. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', why the fuck you are not drinking! I bought the portugeese wine specially for you, there is a Lisbon's tram on it and it cost me $6!" <><<if visited("Think of Justin")>>You budged, surprised.<</if>><> He came back after the moment with a big smile on his face. "When you have to piss it's good to be a man," he chuckled. You rolled your eyes. "So, children, I'm waiting." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' opened his mouth, but ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' was faster. "We are members of the Crusade for Human Liberation," she said proudly. "Poor Jerusalem! I bet you both are crossbowers!" "This is not that kind of the crusade. We are praying for people addicted to alcohol. The abstinence is a part of this pray." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' eyes bulged out. "And what? Will you never drink?" "I am on probation, I swore to keep the abstinence for a year. After it, I can give it up, extend for the next year or join the Crusade permanently." "I am already in Crusade! And ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' will join me in three weeks." He had a poker face, but you realized that ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' was a little too sure about it. You smiled at him. "No offense, but it's even more stupid than shit my old folks do. If you think that alcohol is evil, just don't drink it, keep God out of it. If you see someone who needs help, just help them, don't make promises that you'd pray for them." That was the beginning of the long discussion between ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''. You quickly got bored. You could listen to ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', when he was talking about his faith. But he was talking about what he was doing and about people who met. This pseudo-theological argument was totally pointless. <<if $approaches.contains(1) or $approaches.contains(2)>>//You noticed that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' looked at ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' when he was talking about helping people, and that she pulled a face.//<<else>>It was going to be a long evening.<</if>> You thought about the statue you were looking at. There was an urban legend that under it Soviet soldiers were actually buried. You heard that it wasn't true, but still, it was a disturbing thought. You thought about the lecture and you realized that you really lived at the graveyard. You shivered a little. Then you pour out a little beer on the ground. Well, it was your first sacrifice to the underworld. At least, you went to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' flat. You sat in his room. He took the guitar. "Let's start the..."[[...request line.|Request line]]

<><<set $backto = "Drink in the pub">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>After your 18th birthday you liked to drink in the pubs. It was maybe not exciting as hiding in the bushes, but you found that in pubs you could drink more types of alcohol. So you voted for a pub. "I think I know the proper places," he said and you saw the mischievous sparkles in his eyes. "Now, tell me one thing. Why the fuck aren't you drinking?" ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' opened his mouth, but ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' was faster. "We are members of the Crusade for Human Liberation," she said proudly. "Poor Jerusalem! I bet you both are crossbowers!" "This is not that kind of the crusade. We are praying for people addicted to alcohol. The abstinence is a part of this pray." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' eyes bulged out. "And what? Will you never drink?" "I am on probation, I swore to keep the abstinence for a year. After it, I can give it up, extend for the next year or join the Crusade permanently." "I am already in Crusade! And ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' will join me in three weeks." He had a poker face, but you realized that ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' was a little too sure about it. You smiled at him. "No offense, but it's even more stupid than shit my old folks do. If you think that alcohol is evil, just don't drink it, keep God out of it. If you see someone who needs help, just help them, don't make promises that you'd pray for them." That was the beginning of the long discussion between ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''. You quickly got bored. You could listen to ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', when he was talking about his faith. But he was talking about what he was doing and about people who met. This pseudo-theological argument was totally pointless. <<if $approaches.contains(1) or $approaches.contains(2)>>//You noticed that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' looked at ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' when he was talking about helping people, and that she pulled a face.//<<else>>It was going to be a long evening.<</if>> Of course, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' led you to "Ground Zero", the pub that was friendly place for LGBT+ community. You'd never been there, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' went there for some concerts. When ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' saw a rainbow flag, she pulled a face, but she said nothing. The waitress greeted ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' as the old friend. She gave a puzzled look to ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'s'' cross, but she said nothing. You found the available table and showed ID when the waitress asked you. You were the only one who was asked. "Sorry, girl! I know it's hard for you, but you should be happy! They will envy you!" she said and smiled friendly. As it was Friday evening, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' didn't complain about the vegan menu. They looked around, definitely, it wasn't their kind of place. You looked around too, then your eyes bulged out. You saw ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. He sat with two older men. One of them put the hand on his leg. The jock was smiling, but there was something desperate in this smile. <<if visited("Watch the game")>>You were sure that ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' would win the bet.<<else>>He looked very weak.<</if>> You felt the sudden relief. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was no longer a threat to you.[[You watched him.|Watch Robert working]] <<sneaky $display>> [[You wouldn't let him do it.|Interrupt Robert]] <<quick $display>> [[You ignored him. You had your own life.|Talk with everyone]] <<flashy $display>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $daydream = $daydream-1>><<if $object ==1>><<set $attracted.push("Justin")>><<elseif $object==2>><<set $attracted.push("Caroline")>><<elseif $object==3>><<set $attracted.push("Robert")>><<elseif $object==4>><<set $attracted.push("Olivier")>><<elseif $object==5>><<set $attracted.push("Martha")>><</if>><>You moaned. You closed your eyes and kept rubbing your clit. That vision was really vivid and - as a fantasy, of course - really turned you on. You thought about: <><<if not visited("Think of Justin")>>[[$they.justinName|Think of Justin]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Think of Caroline")>>[[$they.carlFemaleName|Think of Caroline]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Think of Olivier")>>[[$they.oliviaMaleName|Think of Olivier]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Think of Robert")>>[[$they.robertName|Think of Robert]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Think of Martha")>>[[$they.marthaFemaleName|Think of Martha]] <</if>> <<if $daydream lte 0>>[[That's enough!|Conversation with Martha]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $concert = $concert -1>><>''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was always a real spoilsport. When she was your girlfriend, she often ruined the atmosphere with nasty comments and offended faces. You tried hard, but you started to think that she sabogated your dates in purpose. She didn't have much fun this evening. There was too loud and too crowded for her. She wasn't in the center of attention. You felt no longer responsible for her good mood. Even if she was really a lesbian, you were her ex-boyfriend, not her ex-girlfriend. Your transformation caused some distance between you and her. And as you were a victim of the Parity as her, she wasn't special anymore and apparently it hurt her. But you tried a little. When you needed a moment of break, you found her and smile at her. She looked miserable, and evidently, she waited until the concert would end. "You can go home if you want," you proposed. "We'll catch you later." She shook her head. "Nah, you paid for the ticket already..." "I wanted you to have fun, not to suffer, you know..." She snorted. "I've never liked this band. You took me for a date, just to show losers that you got a girlfriend and show me in some of the macho display." Your eyes bulged out. She winced. "Leave me, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. Bounce your tits and shake your hips, boys are waiting. You know, I thought you had more dignity. To think I thought about you as a man..." "Nah, give me a break, I don't care," you snapped back and returned to party. In fact, you were bouncing and shaking, and boys seemed to like it... <div class="hint" align="center" style="width:200px;">Remaining choices: <<print $concert>></div> <><<if $concert gt 0>><<if not visited("Sing all the songs")>>[[You sang all songs.|Sing all the songs]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Go crowdsurfing")>>[[You went crowd surfing.|Go crowdsurfing]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Let Olivier pick you up")>>[[You were picked up.|Let Olivier pick you up]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Drink a lot beer")>>[[You drank a lot beer.|Drink a lot beer]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with Justin your dance")>>[[You danced your own dance.|Dance with Justin your dance]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with random girls")>>[[You danced with random girls.|Dance with random girls]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with random boys")>>[[You danced with random boys.|Dance with random boys]] <</if>> <<else>>[[After the concert]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $concert = $concert -1>><><div class="hint" align="center" style="width:200px;">Remaining choices: <<print $concert>></div>The crowd surfing was one of your great dreams, but you didn't dare. You knew some guys heavier than you did that but... Well, you just felt you were too heavy. But this evening was your evening. As you saw some girls that were carried by the crowd, you sighed loudly and decided to do it. You somehow, with gestures and shouts in the ears, explained your idea to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. Surprisingly, it was ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' who was more hesitant and looked at you with concern. But ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' already asked some guy to help and they lifted you. The experience was incredible. You felt hot and sweaty hands that were carrying you. You barely saw anything, but you heard music from the stage. And even those guys and girls were touching you everywhere, you felt safe. The security staff took you to the first row. You felt dizzy, but when Brad, the male singer of the band, waved to you, you could feel only pure happiness. You waved him back. You tried to convince the security staff that you could go on your own, but he helped you anyway. When you joined your group, you hugged boys. Damn, what an evening!<><<if $concert gt 0>><<if not visited("Sing all the songs")>>[[You sang all songs.|Sing all the songs]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Let Olivier pick you up")>>[[You were picked up.|Let Olivier pick you up]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Drink a lot beer")>>[[You drank a lot of beer.|Drink a lot beer]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with Justin your dance")>>[[You danced your own dance.|Dance with Justin your dance]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Find some time for Dorothy")>>[[You found some time for your ex-girlfriend.|Find some time for Dorothy]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with random girls")>>[[You danced with random girls.|Dance with random girls]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with random boys")>>[[You danced with random boys.|Dance with random boys]] <</if>> <<else>>[[After the concert]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You should go home and do your homework. You were sure you wouldn't do it on Sunday. But you wanted to go. You wanted not to think about school. You wanted to be free. So, you came with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. It was rather a long walk to the station. You went to the main street of your district. You were stopping next to some new shops. You were a little hungry, so you bought hot-dogs. You weren't in hurry, you had plenty of time. The day was warm and sunny. After the two weeks in bed, you enjoyed every moment. You noticed that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was observing you. You looked at her and she didn't look away. She smirked. "I think I will help you with clothes and makeup, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," she said slyly. "It's not that it's easy for you. When girls start to learn such things, you read all Lovecraft's stories." "You will thank me when the stars will right," you snapped back, blushing a little. <<if visited("Chap 5 Agree") or visited("Chap 5 Play it hard")>>Damn, it was a second time when you heard that you couldn't dress yourself. It was embarrassing.<<else>>Maybe you really needed help.<</if>><<if $marthaHelp ==false>>[[You agreed.|Observe Olivier and Dorothy]]<<else>>[[You already had a help.|Told you use Martha's help]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You gasped. Her touch on your neck affected you strongly. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looked surprised, but then she smiled slyly. She leaned over you and kissed you on the neck. Another wave of pleasure struck you. You moaned helplessly. She giggled. "Oh, I forgot about that," she said. "There are some... buttons in this body. Let's check if I remember them all." "What? Wait. Aaaaaah!" She put her slender hand under your left breast and squeezed delicately. You bit your lips. The warmth and moistness of your vagina were turning you crazy. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' slowly was touching you and every time your body reacted. As she caressed the sides of your breasts you had to clench your fingers into fists and stretch the legs, but you couldn't help yourself. You were moaning like in some crappy porn video. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' giggled again. Her voice was so sweet... "I think you need to change your panties," she said. She was playing with your hair for the moment, then she whispered: "And I don't mind watching as you are doing it."[[You had the urge to kiss her.|Kiss her]] [[You tried to resist that urge.|Resist the urge]]

<><<set $backto = "Hide your disappointment">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>There was on opportunity to develop your relation with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', but apparently he decided to ruin it. It wasn't even about sex itself, but about being close, being more intimate. You shared the experience of being hugged, you went through a lot during those several days. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' in his rough way was on your side, and you tried to be a good friend to him. But you had to calm down. In such moments ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' acted like a spoiled brat. Everything you'd receive for your efforts would be the sneers and nasty comments. You knew he'd apologize soon. He always did. <<if $attracted.contains("Olivier")>>But damn, he was good looking even now, when he was pouting. The way he was frowning brought out his facial features. You preferred when he was smiling, but something was attractive in his grim face.<<else>>But at this moment you started to wonder if yesterday was a mistake. You didn't feel attraction to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. He was just a resentful teen, who was getting back at you. You found his immaturity repulsive, no matter how big dick he had.<</if>> But then you forgot about ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' childish behavior. Your eyes bulged out, as you saw...[[$they.dorothyName|How Dorothy looks now]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' looked terrible. She was so skinny that you could say - emaciated. She was skin and bone. She did her best to look good, but her black hair that used to be shiny was weak and breakable. With her makeup, except powder, she looked like a well-preserved corpse, but... Well, a corpse. "Wow, guys, how you have changed!" she exclaimed and you were sure she planned this one-liner. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' kissed her on the cheek, but you just wave weakly. She looked at you carefully, but you didn't see anything except the curiosity in this gaze. She smirked. "Hey, ''<<print $you.maleName>>'', you make a quite tall girl." It was an allusion to your worries that you'd be short - in middle school, you were one of the shortest boys in the class. "Did you take your meds?" She winced. Of course, reminding anything to her made her angry. "Not that is your business, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', but yeah, I did, thank you." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' sighed and shook his head. "Cool. Are we going or not?"[[You went with them.|Go to station]] [[You went home.|Don't go to station]]

<><<set $backto = "Hug Justin">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' always needed a lot of personal space. His hand shakes were always quick. It took him three years to kiss ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' to greet and to goodbye. He was the most comfortable when he could just nod or wave. Apparently, the relationship with ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' caused many changes in his behavior. He seemed to be relaxed and self-confident. He gently kissed ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' and even hugged her! Unbelievable. Then he looked at you and frowned. "I believe we've met somewhere," he said with his casual seriousness. You shrugged. "I don't know. I have such a bad memory for faces." Then you grinned and he smiled back. He wasn't as tall as ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', but he was still taller than you. He hugged you. He was a little awkward and clumsy as usual, but you didn't care. You missed him. There was still that childish friendship. Before he left, you were inseparable. You stepped back. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' hesitated for a moment, then he said: "''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'', meet ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''." She smiled, but her eyes remained cold as she was sizing you up. Then she kissed the air next to your cheek and repeated the gesture with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. She then extended the hand to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', who smiled lightly. "Nice to meet you, guys!" she exclaimed and it was the first of many lies she told this day.<><<if $marthaHelp == false>> You went home with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. The conversation wasn't taking flight. It was the first time you were in private since you'd broken up. So you were both quiet for most of the time. You were close to your home when she pulled the face. She opened her bag, then she sighed. "I forgot my meds! I'll be in 10 minutes." "Sure. You know the way." She ran.<</if>><>[[You went home.|You went home]]

<><<set $attractiveRobert=true>><<set $backto = "Interrupt Robert">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><><<if visited("Third dream") and $attracted.contains("Robert") and $wetKiss ==true>>Then you felt the sudden anger. You stood from a table, mumbling some excuse. It was just wrong. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' of course could fuck with whoever he wanted, but you knew he didn't want them. He wanted you. And he should have you. You felt the musky taste of his cock you tasted during the dream. With a sudden fear, you realized you licked your lips. You came to their table. Two older men looked at you friendly, probably taking you for a staff. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' seemed to be miles away, but after the moment he blinked, and looked at you with sudden fear. Then he yelled, stood rapidly, and ran away.<<elseif visited("Third dream") and $attracted.contains("Robert") and $wetKiss ==true>>Then you felt the sudden anger. You stood from a table, mumbling some excuse. It was just wrong. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' of course could fuck with whoever he wanted, but you knew he didn't want them. He wanted you. And he should have you. You felt the musky taste of his cock you tasted during the dream. You winced, then spat. That was simply disgusting. That was the moment ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' looked at you and you saw the sudden fear in his eyes. Then he yelled, stood rapidly and ran away <<else>>Nobody should be forced to do such things, even ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. ou came to their table. Two older men looked at you friendly, probably taking you for a staff. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' seemed to be miles away, but after the moment he blinked, and looked at you with sudden fear. Then he yelled, stood rapidly, and ran away. "I'm sorry, but he owes me something," you said. "I didn't mean to scary him."<</if>> You heard ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' laughed. You came back quickly. The rest of your group gave you a puzzled look. "It seems that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' coming out was a little wider than he expected." At least, you went to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' flat. The long walk sobered you up a little. You were tired, but you didn't want this evening too early. You all sat in ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' room. He took the guitar. "Let's start the..."[[...request line.|Request line]]

<<if visited("It was necessary evil")==1>><><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $backto = "It was necessary evil">><><<if $marthaHelp == false>>That was strange. Seeing your lack of enthusiasm, ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' teased you a little. She made some comments about your new wardrobe. You saw that she enjoyed your embarrassment and the lack of confidence. You realized that you made a mistake allowing her to help you. She was getting back at you. <<else>>It turned out that ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' wanted you to try out most of your new wardrobe. You got tired quickly and you found her enthusiasm irritating. You just couldn't have fun. Some of those clothes were nice, of course, but you could use this time in some other way. "Ok, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', I've got enough, I've just wear something, ok?" She nodded. "Sure thing, doll. Baby steps." You sighed.<</if>><</if>> <<pickclothes $player>> <<clothes $player>> <<if $marthaHelp ==true>>"Very nice!" she praised you. She touched your arm and then you felt sudden wave of pleassure that went through your body. [[You moaned.|Her touch turned you on]]<<else>><<if not visited("Dorothy comes with you")>>Once you wore all the clothes, she smirked. "Now, let's make you a pretty girl, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," she said. You went to the bathroom and she did your makeup. Nothing much, but you had to admit that with pudder, lipstick, and eyeliner you looked better. Then she noticed the pads and giggled. "Maybe you should take some, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. You don't want to be surprised by your period, believe me..." She laughed as you blushed. [[You thought about her...|Dorothy comes with you]]<<else>>Once you wore all the clothes, she smirked. "Now, let's make you a pretty girl, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," she said. You went to the bathroom and she did your makeup. Nothing much, but you had to admit that with pudder, lipstick, and eyeliner you looked better. Then she noticed the pads and giggled. "Maybe you should take some, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. You don't want to be surprised by your period, believe me..." She laughed as you blushed. [[You were finally ready.|You are ready]]<</if>><</if>>

<><<set $backto = "It was nice, but it wasn't for life">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>On the other hand, maybe you were overreacting. Sure, it was nice, you liked it. With this body, it was a whole new experience. You both were adults, you both wanted it. But it didn't mean that you were a couple now. You surely didn't want ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' to become your boyfriend. He and you could fuck whoever you wanted. Maybe you'd repeat it or you even go further, who knew. It shouldn't be a big deal. But then you forgot about your opinion about sex with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. Your eyes bulged out, as you saw...[[$they.dorothyName|How Dorothy looks now]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You took a sip of your wine. Your father seemed to be miles away and you could just smile. You loved him very much and you knew he loved you too. But you knew that he was a little sad (yeah, sad, not disappointed) that you didn't follow his steps in some things, like music. Especially music. He had two descendants though - ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. Your father was a little vain, he liked the audience. Your friends lacked the attention and sympathy of some adults. Your father was a great authority for them. "Dad, you've done enough for ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' without giving him a guitar," you said seriously. "I worked for the tickets, he can work for a better guitar. You play sometimes, it's your guitar. Seriously, dad, you don't need to be Santa Claus. You are already paying for ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' school." He leaned over and kissed you. "Thank you, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. How could you grow up being so reasonable as your parents are such dreamers?" You shrugged and smiled. "I try to inherit something from you." He chuckled. "I will think about it," he said and looked at you. "I shouldn't stop you, sweetie. You're going to see your band this evening! Forgive your old man." "Sure, dad. Thanks for the wine. Maybe it'll help me to prepare for the concert." He chuckled. "Just be yourself." Yeah, that was the hardest thing to do.<<if $marthaHelp == true>>[[There came a knock at the door.|Martha helps you]]<<else>>[[There came a knock at the door.|Dorothy helps you]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You sighed again. "I don't know, dad. It's really your decision. There is something between you and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' that I don't understand. It's between you two, that's all." You took a sip of your wine. Your father seemed to be miles away and you could just smile. You loved him very much and you knew he loved you too. But you knew that he was a little sad (yeah, sad, not disappointed) that you didn't follow his steps in some things, like music. Especially music. He had two descendants though - ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. Your father was a little vain, he liked the audience. Your friends lacked the attention and sympathy of some adults. Your father was a great authority for them. "I will think about it," he said and looked at you. "I shouldn't stop you, sweetie. You're going to see your band this evening! Forgive your old man." "Sure, dad. Thanks for the wine. Maybe it'll help me to prepare for the concert." He chuckled. "Just be yourself." Yeah, that was the hardest thing to do.<<if $marthaHelp == true>>[[There came a knock at the door.|Martha helps you]]<<else>>[[There came a knock at the door.|Dorothy helps you]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Then you saw them. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' had a backpack and pulled ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'s'' suitcase. His hair was ruffled as always, but he changed much. First, of all, he didn't wear glasses. Since he was six or seven he always wore round glass that made him grind appearance. He had to wore contacts. But what was more important, he had a beard! Of course, it wasn't thick or long, it was just a goatee, but it was a beard. His clothes remained the same, clean and well-kept, but worn out. <<if $attracted.contains("Justin")>>And he looked good. He wasn't as tall as ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', but he was slim and proportionally built. His blue eyes were big and mild. There was something boyish in the way he was moving, but he was cute. Yes, "cute" was the right word to describe him.<<else>>You looked at him for a moment, then you looked at a girl next to him.<</if>> ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' was pretty girl and she knew that. She wore a dark green empire waist dress and heels that made her looked classy and modest. You couldn't stop yourself to compare with her, and even you wouldn't sing "Jolene" thinking of her, you suddenly felt ugly and poorly dressed. As you both had rather a Slavic appearance, there were a lot of similarities between you. You both were about the same height, maybe you were a little taller and thinner. You both had dark blond hair, however, she had a fairer shade of blond. Your skin was pale, her a little darker. She had bigger breasts that were her pride. They were fully D cups at least, while yours were between B and C (you didn't check the size yet). Later with some satisfaction, you realized that you had a better butt than her. But with her mature makeup and self-confidence, she looked like a young woman when you were at least a good looking schoolgirl. She wore jewelry with religious motives. The big golden cross hung between her big breasts, one of her rings was a rosary. He wore branded and fashionable clothes. You bet that any piece of her clothes was more expensive than the all clothes ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' wore. The princess and poor shepherd boy. Like in a fairy tale. But in fairy tales, princesses weren't bitches. "I don't believe! The beard! Is it real?!" ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' exclaimed and even pulled ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' beard. Then he hugged him. "Finally you are here! I've thought you'd leave me alone with this pseudo-rock band alone!" You narrowed your eyes and cleared your throat. He chuckled. You came closer to ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. You decided to...[[...hug him.|Hug Justin]] <<careful $display>> [[...kiss him.|Kiss Justin]] <<flashy $display>>

<><<set $backto = "Kiss Justin">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<justinBreakup $player>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' always needed a lot of personal space. His hand shakes were always quick. It took him three years to kiss ''$they.oliviaFemaleName'' to greet and to goodbye. He was the most comfortable when he could just nod or wave. Apparently, the relationship with ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' caused many changes in his behavior. He seemed to be relaxed and self-confident. He gently kissed ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' and even hugged her! Unbelievable. Then he looked at you and frowned. "I believe we've met somewhere," he said with his casual seriousness. You shrugged. "I don't know. I have such a bad memory for faces." Then you grinned and he smiled back. He wasn't as tall as ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', but he was still taller than you. He hugged you. He was a little awkward and clumsy as usual, but you didn't care. You missed him. There was still that childish friendship. Before he left, you were inseparable. But when he kissed you on the cheek, you felt that the relations between you changed. You kissed him back and hugged hard. It took much longer that his greeting with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. As you stepped back, you saw that everybody noticed it. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' grinned, ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' looked surprised, and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''... "''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'', meet ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''." She smiled, but her eyes remained cold as she was sizing you up. Then she kissed the air next to your cheek and repeated the gesture with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. She then extended the hand to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', who smiled lightly. "Nice to meet you, guys!" she exclaimed and it was the first of many lies she told this day.<><<if $marthaHelp == false>> You went home with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. The conversation wasn't taking flight. It was the first time you were in private since you'd broken up. So you were both quiet for most of the time. You were close to your home when she pulled the face. She opened her bag, then she sighed. "I forgot my meds! I'll be in 10 minutes." "Sure. You know the way." She ran.<</if>><>[[You went home.|You went home]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You kissed her. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' stepped back and you saw a hesitation in her eyes. "Oh, fuck it!" she muttered and kissed you back. Her lips were soft and warm, even hot. Her tongue moved vigorously. You went further. You touched her ears and neck, then you reached lower, to her perfect breasts. Her touch was delicate, she obviously waiting for your further actions. You played with her breasts for a moment, and finally, your efforts were awarded by a quiet moan that escaped from her lips. You caressed her button belly, you admired her thin waist. Then you touched her crotch. She pushed you on your bed. You were laying on clothes you were trying on some moments ago. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' laid next to you. Her actions were quick and decided. She knew how to turn you on. She played on your body like on some kind of instrument. You were absolutely helpless, gasping and moaning. You saw a triumphant smile on her face. She took off your <<print $lowerbodyOn>>, then she took off your <<print $pantiesOn>>, exposing your throbbing, warm pussy. She laid on you, rubbing gently your clitoris. She was kissing and licking your neck. You didn't moan anymore. You screamed. She stopped to caress your neck, she looked at you with a sly, mischievous smile. And then her fingers reached deeper, entering your vagina. It was just too much for you. You came, moaning desperately. You barely could breathe. She put her fingers off your vagina and licked them. "What a shame you have to go for that concert," she said. "But don't think it's over. Think about the round two..." And she kissed you delicately on the cheek. Then you started to prepare yourself again.[[You were ready!|You are ready]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $concert = $concert -1>><>The concert was the moment you realized how hard was to be a short person in the crowd. OK, for a girl you were just average height, but it didn't help at all, as some tall guys completely blocked your view. You were in the VIP section, but it was still frustrating. You were craning up, you stood on your toes, you tried to pass them. But when one guy filming almost rammed you without noticing as he was filming a concert, you even punched him in the back but he didn't turn around. That was frustrating. You jumped several times, but it was helpless. Then ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' patted your shoulder. He shouted something in your ear, but you understood only "wanna" and "up". You understood. He gave you a piggyback. He lifted you. It was strange. You weren't in this position since you were a little kid. Suddenly, nothing blocked your view. You were quite close to the stage, you saw everything. The enthusiasm carried you away. You sang so loud like you wanted the band to notice you. And in fact, someone noticed you. Suddenly, you watched your own face on the large screen. The cameraman on the crane made a big close-up. You were stunned for a moment, but then you sang with a wide smile on your face. You probably would be on the video from this concert! You were clasping and shaking your head to the rhythm of the song. You were on the screen for twenty seconds. Finally, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' put you down. He stroked your head, grinning. You answered with a smile so wide that you felt that your face was aching a little. <div class="hint" align="center" style="width:200px;">Remaining choices: <<print $concert>></div> <><<if $concert gt 0>><<if not visited("Sing all the songs")>>[[You sang all songs.|Sing all the songs]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Go crowdsurfing")>>[[You went crowd surfing.|Go crowdsurfing]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Drink a lot beer")>>[[You drank a lot of beer.|Drink a lot beer]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with Justin your dance")>>[[You danced your own dance.|Dance with Justin your dance]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Find some time for Dorothy")>>[[You found some time for your ex-girlfriend.|Find some time for Dorothy]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with random girls")>>[[You danced with random girls.|Dance with random girls]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with random boys")>>[[You danced with random boys.|Dance with random boys]] <</if>> <<else>>[[After the concert]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You took a shower first. When you came back in shorts and a sleeveless shirt, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' looked at you with a very wry smile. You felt your breasts bounced in every move and you were aware that your nipples jutted a little because of the thin fabric of your shirt. He clearly enjoyed the view. He went to the bathroom. You lied down in the bed. The bedding was fresh and smelled nice, but it was tickling you a little. You realized your senses heightened at that moment. You heard more. You even heard that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' were talking quietly in the next room. You didn't recognize the words, but you knew it wasn't a pleasant conversation. Well, they clearly had less fun today than you had. Finally, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' came back. He wore only boxers and it was your time to enjoy the view. He was in really good shape. He was slim, but he had muscles in the right places. It was a little strange, but you gazed for a moment at his wet, ruffled hair. And you couldn't help but peek at the bulge in his boxers. "So, that's the feeling - the unknown girl you found waiting in your bed," he said slyly. You rolled your eyes. "Dude, you literally know me your whole life," you said. He shrugged and his muscles moved a little. He sat on the bed. "Really? I don't feel it right know." He looked into your eyes. "You are such a mystery for me, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." You snorted. "Moron." But you felt this warm, melting feeling. He laid next to you. With alcohol pulsating in your veins, you were giving up to new sensations. The smell of his body, his weight pressing on the mattress, the sound of his breath... You were aware of his presence in your all senses and it was making you wet. "You are not going to wear something, are you?" He shrugged. "It's hot. I was sleeping topless even before. My breasts were really itchy sometimes. You should try yourself." Surprisingly, there was no mockery in his tone. It was just practical advice. He turned the light off. You fought the urge to ask him if he wanted you to try it now. You resisted also the temptation to touch his nipples and ask him if they were itchy now. You didn't really know what stopped you, but as the light was turned off you felt sudden tiredness. You lied on your side, touching the wall by your back. "Wow, you are still doing that. Too many horrors, my friend." You blushed a little, but he couldn't see it. You shrugged. "Yeah, I know it's stupid. But I can't help it, not in unfamiliar places." You just couldn't fall asleep if you didn't touch the wall. You did it since you were a little kid. "Now you can use a teddy bear and not be laughed at because of that. Your cuteness will just rise." Ok, now there was a little mockery in his voice, but there was also a little concern. You smiled. "Sure, a teddy bear," you whispered and hugged him. You climbed over him, your lips met his. You put a leg on his crotch, feeling his penis responding. You both were too tired to go further, but you let him cuddle you until you fell asleep.<div align="center"><h4>The end of chapter 5</h4></div>[[The summary of chapter 5.|Chapter 5 summary]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Someone knocked to the door and you opened it. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' flashed you with a smile. She wore a blue halter dress that was quite modest but in a very kinky way. But it was classy at the same time. You couldn't help but stare at her for a moment. She smiled slyly. "Yeah, I know, it's beautiful dress," she said and turned around that you had a better view. "I love it. So, let's make you ready!" Your father came to the hall. He looked surprised, but for your relief, he seemed to be unaffected by ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' charm. "Hello there," he said. "I'm ''Peter'', ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'s'' father. Nice to meet you." "Hello! I'm ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''! Nice to meet you, sir. I've heard a lot of you!" "I wish I could say the same about you, but unfortunately my daughter hides the existence of her school life." You realized that ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was trying to impress your father, but still, he seemed to be unaffected. He seemed to be relaxed and confident. He apparently wasn't into schoolgirls, even such gorgeous like ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. You had to say, your father impressed you. "I will give you space, girls. I won't distract you. Have fun, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. Tell ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' that he needs to beat every guy who would be rude to you," he said and chuckled, then kissed you on the forehead. It was a little cringy, but it established some borders. You were his child, and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was just his child's friend. He smiled at her and waved. Then he wore his shoes and a light jacket and left. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was even more surprised, but she quickly focused on other things. She loved your room. She was touching and watching everything and looked delighted. "Wow, that's the most impressive thing I've done with ''Auntie''," she said. "Do you like it?" You shrugged. "It's fine. I like that you left something from... well... earlier life. But the unicorn was a little too much." She giggled. "Yeah, but I couldn't stop myself. So... I can't wait to see you in those all clothes I imagined for you!" You rolled your eyes. Then you opened your wardrobe.[[It was fun.|You have fun]] [[It was an necessary evil.|It was necessary evil]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You decided to be quiet and watch. You were still shocked to see how ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' looked. But you needed also to know what was between her and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. Those two used to argue often for years. You assumed that their contact would end after your break-up (''<<print $they.justinName>>'' cut contact with her, he chose you), but things had been different. You didn't really want to listen about ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'', but ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' hung out with her sometimes. It looked like she was helping her for a while. But there was some tension between them. You weren't sure if the transformation caused it. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' tried to have small talk with her as usual, but you noticed that he forced himself to be funny as always. And ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was passive-aggressive in this conversation. She annoyed you. She didn't have to be here. She even didn't like the band. She wasn't part of your life. She wasn't part of your group anymore. She chose it. You should have taken her ticket. You went to the station. As always, it was crowded. The station was an important transport hub in this part not only of the country but of Europe. You heard a lot of foreigners, mostly speaking Russian and Ukrainian, but you learned to distinguish also Armenians from Georgians, however, most of the post-Soviet world nations remained blur for you. Many people from the countryside were waiting for buses and trains too. You went to the platform. The train was delayed - of course - but you didn't wait long until it finally arrived. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' texted you the number of a railway wagon. Of course, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' saw them first. He was taller than most people in the crowd. He waved vigorously and you tried to push your way through the crowd.[[Here they were!|Justin and Claudia arrive]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' picked up the phone. "Yeah, we are waiting for you. Yeah. Sure. Bye." He hung up and looked at you. "You haven't seen ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' for a while, have you?" You shook your head. He sighed. "I have to warn you. ''Auntie'' hit her hard. She spent some time at the psychiatric ward... And... Well, she weighs less than 40 kilos now. She looks like she escaped from some concentration camp." Your eyes bulged out. How many things didn't they tell you? "''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' offered her help, but she got bored. Or she did what she wanted to know as part of her fucking occult studies. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' needs help. She has to pass her matriculation examination, then ''Auntie'' will fuck off. Meh, whatever. You hate her, you won't help her." <<if visited("Be seducive to Olivier")>>But there was one more thing that bothered you. You wouldn't speak with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' if ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was there, and you suspected that he did it in purpose. [[It pissed you off.|Conversation with Olivier - sex]]<<else>>He sighed, then smiled. "I will watch you today, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. You are so low-leveled girl that I won't leave you alone, even at the concert of so girly band like "Celtic Maiden"." He sounded very serious. [[Geez, it would be just a concert.|You just have fun]] <<flashy $display>> [[The support would be nice.|You probably need a support]] <<careful $display>><</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>The request line was your tradition. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was tuning a guitar for a moment, but ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' took it from him. He didn't need a tuning fork. You always admired the way he was tuning instruments. It was almost like he was caressing the strings. The music was something that connected and varied ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' at the same time. They both loved music but as for ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' it was an art and it was a great part of his life, for ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' it was a mystic experience and a great part of his spirituality. "''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'', would you start?" She smiled. "Sure. I request for //The weeping song//. I dedicate it to both of you, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', as at least one of you is drunk enough to sing it correctly." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' laughed, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' winked to him and smiled mischievously - there was the only situation you always observed him smiled that way. You all were maybe twelve when they discovered "The weeping song". You really didn't know why for ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' that song was so important. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' said once that you had too good relations with your father to understand it. She liked the song too. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' wasn't prepared to see her boyfriend acting like that. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was fooling around just like ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. They really mimiced some parts of the classical music video of Nick Cave. While ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was playing guitar, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was pretendning that he was rowing. They both act like they were high. During the singing a song ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' looked at you with a sudden revelation. His smile was so wry that you started to worry. When they finished singing, he said: "Time for a team." And he started to whisper into ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' ear. Your worries were starting to confirm, when you saw ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' blushing furiously. He tried to oppose, but drunk ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was an element impossible to resist. After a minute of quiet discussion he sighed and nodded. "Ok... Uhmm... Eeee..." He cleared his throat. "We have a request for //Hope I don't fall in love with you// and we dedicate this song to... " -- he looked quickly on you, then blushed even more -- "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''.... As... As it was the song she always wanted us to play during the scouts' camp." You felt the butterflies in your stomach. Oh, that was really sneaky. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was so proud of himself that you had the urge to throw at him with something heavy and sharp. On the other hand, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked rather helpless.[[You felt embarrassed.|Be embarrassed]] [[You smiled to encourage him.|Smile to Justin]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You were panting for a moment. Then you looked into her eyes. "I... I don't think it's gonna happen." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looked disappointed. She thought for a moment. You could only admire her beauty at that moment, but you were determined to resist the urges. "Relax, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," she said. "I won't force you to anything against your will. I know what are you thinking right now. You are not going to be my bimbo instead of ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s''. Sure, I could do this when I was... well... saving you." There was a reproach in her voice. You realized that maybe you were wrong about her. But you had a right to be suspicious. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' gave you rather a sad smile. "Sure, I want you," she said and that made you terribly wet again. "You still have all advantages you had as a boy, and you've got the body I imagined. I want to do many kinky things right now. And I know the part of you wants it too. But I'll wait for the rest of you. You need to trust me, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. Now, let's make you ready. It's your big day." At this moment you were believing her. Sure, she didn't need you to have sex. She could have sex with anyone she wanted. And she was so helpful. Maybe she had her own goals to achieve, but she wasn't an evil person... [[You kissed her.|Kiss her]] [[You had the concert to go.|You are ready]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $concert = $concert -1>><>You really knew all the songs. You were shouting the lyrics loudly like you wanted to show the band that you were a real fan. Sometimes you were just moving your mouth, swaying to the rhythm. You felt the music was passing through your body and was touching your soul. You were part of something great. You loved every minute there.<div class="hint" align="center" style="width:200px;">Remaining choices: <<print $concert>></div> <><<if $concert gt 0>><<if not visited("Go crowdsurfing")>>[[You went crowd surfing.|Go crowdsurfing]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Let Olivier pick you up")>>[[You were picked up.|Let Olivier pick you up]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Drink a lot beer")>>[[You drank a lot of beer.|Drink a lot beer]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with Justin your dance")>>[[You danced your own dance.|Dance with Justin your dance]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Find some time for Dorothy")>>[[You found some time for your ex-girlfriend.|Find some time for Dorothy]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with random girls")>>[[You danced with random girls.|Dance with random girls]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Dance with random boys")>>[[You danced with random boys.|Dance with random boys]] <</if>> <<else>>[[After the concert]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<justinBreakup $player>><>You chuckled, blushing a little. "As I remember, it was a song that caused that she //almost// learned to play guitar," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' said with comically seriousness. "Hey, I can play one song!" you opposed. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' cleared a throat. "I'm sorry, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he said calmly. "We've talked about this before. The intro to //Nothing else matter// doesn't count." "But I can play it with one eye closed!" All of you laughed, except ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'', who apparently didn't know the song, but the title alarmed her seriously. She looked carefully at ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', who took a guitar and winked to you. You realized that his hands were shaking a little. Damn, that was too obvious. When ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' discovered Tom Waits, she was unbearable even more than usual. You didn't like him at first. After you heard "Singapore" and "God's away on business" you joked that you didn't know that Cookie Monster had a such background story and you weren't really surprised that someone made a mash-up on YouTube. But when you heard "I hope that I don't fall in love with you", you changed your mind. You were fifteen then and you weren't sure if you loved ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. Those lyrics were the voice of your growing-up soul. And yes, probably you wanted to sing it too many times. But the reason of ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' blush was obvious. You'd probably notice his embarrassment even if you were still a boy. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' was a girl and the experienced one, so, as her boyfriend started to sing, she looked at you with pure hate in her eyes. "Well, I hope that I don't fall in love with you 'Cause falling in love just makes me blue Well, the music plays and you display your heart for me to see I had a beer and now I hear you callin' out for me And I hope that I don't fall in love with you" Your father said once that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' had a musical manner of singing. He could sing well, but he was better at acting. The little trembling in his voice vanished, he looked at you directly. There was something in his eyes that you couldn't look away from. The song continued. In the last two verses, you could tell that he didn't just perform the song. That was his statement. "Well, the night does funny things inside a man These old tomcat feelings you don't understand Well, I turn around to look at you, you light a cigarette I wish I had the guts to bum one, but we've never met And I hope that I don't fall in love with you Now, it's closing time, the music's fading out Last call for drinks, I'll have another stout I turn around to look at you, you're nowhere to be found I search the place for your lost face, guess I'll have another round And I think that I just fell in love with you" ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' chuckled a little. She was looking at you with her usual smirk that was telling "I was right all the time". You tried to focus on ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', but you heart was racing. As you weren't sure how to act or what to think, one thing was certain. It was the first time in your life when a boy confessed his love to you. And he did it in front of his girlfriend.<<if $justinBreakup lte 5>>[[It was your turn.|Claudia is bitchy]]<<else>>[[It was your turn.|Claudia in tears]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><><<if visited("Conversation with Olivier - sex")>>Even now when you were angry with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' childish behavior you were sure that he would appreciate the gift.<<else>>You knew that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' would appreciate the gift.<</if>> He bought electric guitar and it wasn't a bad instrument, but you could barely call it proffessional. Even before the transformation that improved his skills, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' helped in music shop just to practice on displayed instruments. Now, as a boy, he had even better opportunity to make a musician carrier. "You know, dad, this guitar is going to waste here. You don't play it too often." "Yes, I know. Nobody will play it," he said with sadness. You took a sip of your wine. Your father seemed to be miles away and you could just smile. You loved him very much and you knew he loved you too. But you knew that he was a little sad (yeah, sad, not disappointed) that you didn't follow his steps in some things, like music. Especially music. He had two descendants though - ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. Your father was a little vain, he liked the audience. Your friends lacked the attention and sympathy of some adults. Your father was a great authority for them. "It would be shame to waste such instrument. I will think about it," he said and looked at you. "I shouldn't stop you, sweetie. You're going to see your band this evening! Forgive your old man." "Sure, dad. Thanks for the wine. Maybe it'll help me to prepare for the concert." He chuckled. "Just be yourself." Yeah, that was the hardest thing to do.<<if $marthaHelp == true>>[[There came a knock at the door.|Martha helps you]]<<else>>[[There came a knock at the door.|Dorothy helps you]]<</if>>

<><<set $backto = "Talk with everyone">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You were safe. That thought overwhelmed you. You took a deep breath and smiled. You took a sip of beer. It tasted delicious. Maybe you were laughing too loud. Maybe you were talking too much. Maybe you were interrupting too often. But you were happy. You had a great time. You spent in the pub an hour. You saw ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' coming back. He looked tired. Well, karma was a bitch. You heard that one of his clients suggested him to applying some makeup. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' nodded mechanically. There was no fight in him. At least, you went to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' flat. The long walk sobered you up a little. You were tired, but you didn't want this evening too early. You all sat in ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' room. He took the guitar. "Let's start the..."[[...request line.|Request line]]

<><<set $backto = "That was mistake">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>In that very moment you realized that you made a mistake. You crossed the border you shouldn't cross. It wasn't about being a boy or a girl, it was about the attitude towards sex and relationship in general. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was unable to take them seriously. He was unaware that the intimacy created some bonds, or he cut them in purpose. You remembered the conversation you had about ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' with ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. He said that he couldn't be her boyfriend not that she was ugly or stupid, but because she pushed people away if they became too close. Damn, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was smarter than your raging hormones. But then you forgot about your opinion about sex with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. Your eyes bulged out, as you saw...[[$they.dorothyName|How Dorothy looks now]]

<><<set $marthaHelp = false>><<set $martha ={ "Attraction": 0, "Danger": 0}>><<cleanClothes $player>><<set $undershirt.push("hand painted Celtic t-shirt")>> <<set $attractiveRobert=false>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $daydream = 0>><><><div class="hintboxOwn"><div align="center">''The daydreaming''</div> Minimum/Maximum: ''1/5'' <<if $dreamSex == true>>You had sex with ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' during first dream ''+1''<<set $daydream = $daydream+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Just watch")>>You watched ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' having sex during second dream ''+1'' <</if>> <<if visited("Peek at")>>You watched ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' having sex in girls' restroom ''+1''<<set $daydream = $daydream+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Masturbation in clothes")>>You masturbated in your feminine clothes ''+1''<<set $daydream = $daydream+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Third dream")>>You had the third dream ''+1''<<set $daydream = $daydream+1>> <</if>> <<if $wetKiss==true>>''<<print $they.robertName>>'' kissed you during the third school day ''+1''<<set $daydream = $daydream+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Try your new equipment")>>You masturbated after the final transformation ''+1''<<set $daydream = $daydream+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("You'll play")>>You joined the divers' game ''+1''<<set $daydream = $daydream+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Masturbate")>>You masturbated in the morning of your first day as a girl ''+1''<<set $daydream = $daydream+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Be seducive to Olivier")>>You had sexual encounter with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' ''+1'' <<set $daydream = $daydream+1>> <</if>> <<if $beAgirl==true>>You accepted your transformation ''+1''.<<set $daydream = $daydream+1>> <</if>> Your ''-Conflicts'' + ''-Privacy'' <<set $sum = 0 - $player.Privacy - $player.Conflicts>> ''<<print $sum>>''<<set $daydream = $daydream - $player.Privacy - $player.Conflicts>> <<if $auntie.Defiance gt 0>>Your ''Defiance'' is greater than 0 ''-1''<<set $daydream = $daydream-1>> <</if>> <<if $daydream lt 1>><<set $daydream =1>><</if>> <<if $daydream gt 5>><<set $daydream =5>><</if>> Your score: <<print $daydream>><><div align="center"><h2>Chapter 5</h2></div>It kept surprising you how long you could stare at your hands or feet. You'd suppose that taming your womanhood would be concentrating on your breasts or vagina. Well, of course you touched them. But it was somehow justified. But as you woke up the next morning, you spent at least 5 minutes to looking at your own small, delicate feet. You were barely thinking, you were just... processing it. <<if visited("Be seducive to Olivier")>>You texted ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' that you wanted to talk about what happened between you. He answered with a short "later". You couldn't judge on one message, but you felt that he wasn't so enthusiastic anymore about the events of last evening. You had to say, you were quite excited when you thought about it. Your finger came nearly unwittingly to the sudden wetness between your legs. But the vivid memories weren't the only thoughts you were processing. In this early morning - you woke up before the alarm clock - you were daydreaming. You kept thinking about people around you and tried to organize the thoughts about them. Some of those thoughts were of sexual nature. Most of them were sexual. You thought about:<<else>>In this early morning - you woke up before the alarm clock - you were daydreaming. You kept thinking about people around you and tried to organize the thoughts about them. Some of those thoughts were of sexual nature. No, you couldn't lie. All of them were sexual. Some of them caused your body's rapid reaction. Your nipples were erecting, you felt the warmth on your face and the tingle in your crotch. Your finger was coming nearly unwittingly to the sudden wetness between your legs. You thought about... You thought about:<</if>>[[$they.justinName|Think of Justin]] [[$they.carlFemaleName|Think of Caroline]] [[$they.oliviaMaleName|Think of Olivier]] [[$they.robertName|Think of Robert]] [[$they.marthaFemaleName|Think of Martha]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $object = 2>><<lessanger $auntie>><>You started to think about ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'', but you were forced to think about her as ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' again. He wore a suit and sat at the poker table in the room from your dreams. He ran this place. "Come on, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', we're gonna have a visitor," he said. "Why the fuck are you still dressed?" You smiled slyly. "Because you didn't undress me." "I have no time for that, bitch!" But you saw the lust in his eyes. He loved undressing you. "Better find some time, master." He bit his lips. He stood up and caressed your perfect breasts. Then he ripped your dress off with one strong move. You realized that he was much taller than you. You take off your bra, and you stayed only in thongs. "Much better! They are coming." You heard the steps in the corridor. He sat again.[[You sat on his lap.|Find attractive]] [[That was ridiculous!|Don't find attractive]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<lessanger $auntie>><<set $object = 1>><>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked at you seriously. "Don't look at prices, just order what you want," he said. The restaurant you were both sitting in was fancy and expensive. He wore a suit, you wore a dress. There was music there, woman and man sang in some foreign language. You tried to recognize the city you were in. You could tell it was southern Europe. Italy? Spain? Singers sang rather a sad song and you focused on the language. What the hell was that? ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' smiled at you. "I read that they play the best fado here," he said. Oh, Portugal. The dinner was great and the waiters were really friendly. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' in his broken English ordered more wine and cheese plate. You applauded the singers and even gave them some money. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' frowned. "Portuguesse sounds like Czech that was converted into Romance language." It was something only ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' could say. You giggled. "Why Portugal then?" you asked. He blushed a little, but he didn't look away. He looked straight into your eyes and you saw love in his eyes. "Because Portugal suits you, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. It's calm and beautiful. There are a lot of places here when you can lose in your thoughts, and you can have fun here. When I heard the first time about Lisbon, I've just known I want to be here with you." It was your time to blush. He leaned over to you and kissed you.[[You kissed him back.|Find attractive]] [[You tried to resist the vision.|Don't find attractive]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<lessanger $auntie>><<set $object = 5>><>The middle-aged man in the suit smiled. His secretary printed the contract and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' signed it. "Does your friend want a role too?" he said looking at you, apparently joking, but you blushed anyway. "Nah, my //girlfriend// is into more serious stuff than acting." He smiled. "What a shame..." You and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' left his office. "You are out of your mind!" ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' exclaimed. "I've barely passed! How many chips have you used?" You smiled mischievously. "Five," you whispered in her ear and licked it. "Five! You are insane!" You shrugged. "You are star. You'd pass even without chips. And thank my... mmm... frugality... We have 3 chips to make our celebertating worthed of your success." She rolled her eyes but actually smiled. "Come on, where is fun in being a witch if you don't test your limits? Will you have a trailer? We've never fucked in trailer with your name at the door..." She sighed, then chuckled helplessly. Then she kissed you hard on the lips. "We'll celebrate in the jacuzzi," she decided, whispering in you ear. "You will take all chips and I will watch you wrtithling in the bubbles." [[Damn, what a hot vision!|Find attractive]] [[You tried to resist the vision.|Don't find attractive]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<lessanger $auntie>><<set $object = 4>><>The crowd was cheering. The stage wasn't big, but it was a part of some big Summer festival. The security man let you and your father pass under the stage. The band was finishing the last encore. They covered The Clash's "Should I stay or should I go". <<if visited("Bookshop with Olivier")>>You recognized the voice of the singer. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''.<<else>>The voice of the singer was familiar, but you weren't sure where did you hear it. Then the song was over and the singer thanked the audience and you recognized it. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''.<</if>> You recognized also the guitar he played. It was your father's guitar, the only reminder of his departed friend. "I love you!" he exclaimed and the crowd cheered again. "I love you all! But before you go, I want you to meet two people whose love and friendship led me here! Ladies and gentlemen, for the first time on such a big stage... ''Peter'' and ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', who made me who I am!" You noticed how your father was touched. He put his hand on your shoulder and you both enter the stage. The crowd was cheering and then cheered even more as ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' kneeled before you and your father and bowed down. Then he rapidly stood up and took you in the arms, kissing you hard. You knew some groupies would hate you at this moment, but the applause was overwhelming. [[You wrapped arms around his neck and kissed him hard.|Find attractive]] [[You tried to resist the vision.|Don't find attractive]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<lessanger $auntie>><<set $object = 3>><>Your breasts... No, not breasts. Tities. Your tities were heavy and full. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' ordered you to not scream, so as he put one of the chips on your chest, you whimpered and you had tears in your eyes, but you didn't scream. The chip merged in your tit and it grew even more. You had to be H cup now. You were an obedient girl, and you knew he could appreciate your loyalty. "What a brave slut you are," he praised you and you felt overwhelming bliss. You were his brave slut. "Now turn around. Let's make your ass bigger." You giggled and did what he wanted you to do. You were expecting the warmth of the chip and the sudden wave of the pain as it would do its magic, but instead, you felt the sudden pressure. He took you from behind! "I fooled you!" he said. "You are perfect slut now!" You giggled. That was really funny! Your master knew how to fool you...[[You moaned.|Find attractive]] [[What the hell!|Don't find attractive]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'s'' father came to pick her up at midnight. He didn't go upstairs and you were glad you didn't have to see him. You hated this man. As you were seeing her in her actual state, the rage returned. She noticed your grimace. "Don't wince like that. I've already forgiven him, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''... ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," she corrected herself as ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' were listening. You shrugged. "Lucky you," you said sarcastically. "Must I forgive him too? Because I don't want too." "You should. That'll help my therapy." You snorted. "So suddenly would I be the reason you aren't recovering?" "I didn't say that." "Or maybe I don't have a right to my own judgment, as you already passed the sentence?" "''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', come on..." She looked at you in the eye. "In fact, it was easier for me to forgive him than to forgive you. Goodbye, guys. Thanks for the evening." She turned around and left. You were too shocked to react. But after a moment you winced. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''..." "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''..." "The forgiving is a Christian thing to do." You looked at ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''. "Just like spending an eternity in Hell," you hissed. Then you turned around and went to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' room, slamming the door behind you. "Yeah, she's really mature, just like you said." You were calming down slowly. When ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' came after 20 minutes, he looked at you, judging if you wanted to talk. You didn't. He respected it, as always. He put on the mattress and the bedding. "I don't have the fourth blanket, so I'll give you a sleep bag." You looked at him. You decided to joke to clear the air. "If you were a real gentleman, you'd give a bed and a blanket to the girl you invited," you said mockingly. He chuckled. "I've always been a feminist, sweetheart. And if you want to sleep in my bed, you have to sleep with me." He stopped for a moment, then he added: "It wouldn't be the first time we share a bed, you know.." "Yeah, but then I was sure that a man could keep it in his pants." You both smirked. Then he shrugged. "Trust or the floor. The choice is yours. I have to give our lovebirds more pillows, so take your time." He left. You chose...<><<if $beAgirl==true>>[[The bed.|Lie with Olivier]] <</if>> [[The floor.|Sleep on the floor]]<>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>"Thanks, but ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' already vounteered. It seems that dressing me up and applying me a make up is quite popular entertainment this season." ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' exchanged the worried looks that immedietaly irritated you. "Don't let her come to your home," ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' said in her characteristic, overbearing tone you hated so much. "OK, mom, I'll call her," you snapped back sacrastically. "''<<print $you.maleName>>'', what the hell? How can you trust this sneaky bitch? I mean... Fuck! Why are you doing this?" They were genuinely moved. "She asked and I agreed. End of story." "Don't be stupid. It's not the end and you know it. She's up to something." "Fuck you. Both of you. I know she tricked you into the wrong ritual, and I get that her help after you quit school wasn't disinterested. I don't know why she helped me..." "It wasn't because of the kindness of her heart, believe me." "Stop interrupting me! You always do that. Maybe it wasn't, OK. But if she didn't help me, I'd be a mindless whore right now, and you... yeah, both of you! You'd be talking with her right now about how to rescue me from the Bimboland. So I can be kind to her. It's preparing for the concert, not the deal with Satan, for fuck safe." "Just be careful." "Sure I will be! I try to be! It's easier when friends warn me about the danger. They don't do it too often lately." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' pulled a face, but then he sighed. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was angry, as always when you disobeyed her. <<if visited("Go to station")>>You didn't speak until you came to... [[...the station.|Observe Olivier and Dorothy]]<<else>>"I'll see you later!" Then you turned around and went quickly. You knew that they were right that ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' could be dangerous. You knew she was powerful. But yet, except ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' transformation, she acted like she was on your side. She actually helped ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'', she helped you. Maybe she wasn't a threat. The preparation for the concert seemed harmless. [[You went home.|You went home]] <</if>>

<><<set $backto = "Watch Robert working">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You had to see it. When after a moment two older men and ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' stood up and went to the restroom, you stood up too. It was strange to sneak into the men's' restroom, but generally, you were crossing some line too. The restroom was big, it was an adapted basement. They went to the cabin and closed the door behind them, so you couldn;t see the action. You felt someone's hand on your shoulder and jumped. It was ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', grinning. "Come on, boy, let's warm us up..." And he did. You heard the moans and muffled choking sounds, as ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' received his first throat-fuck. You and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' left the restroom after the while, yokking. You were sure that ''<<print $they.robertName>>''and the two men had to hear this laughter. When you came back laughing, the rest of the group gave you a puzzled look. "Sorry, guys, you wouldn't get it." Then he looked at you and you both burst out laughing. That was an interesting evening... At least, you went to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' flat. The long walk sobered you up a little. You were tired, but you didn't want this evening too early. You all sat in ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' room. He took the guitar. "Let's start the..."[[...request line.|Request line]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>When you were finally ready, the sudden thought overwhelmed you. You were going to the "Celtic Maidens" concert! You'd spend the evening with your favorite band! The worries of this week covered up your excitement, but it wasn't important right now. You would go to this concert even as a cockroach from Franz Kafka's "The Metamorphosis". When you were packing your clothes for the next day, you were whistling some of the tunes from your favorite songs. You'd listen to them live! Your smile was getting wider and wider. You'd noticed before that in your calendar the days remaining to the concert were crossed and there was a heart drawn on today's date, next to three exclamation marks. Should a high school girl really act this way? But you felt in this moment that it was the right thing to do. "Celtic Maidens"!!! You went to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' place really quickly. Your friends looked at you indulgently. They liked the band too, but they didn't love it as much as you. <<if not visited("Justin and Claudia arrive")>>Finally you met ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''. His hair was ruffled as always, but he changed much. First, of all, he didn't wear glasses. Since he was six or seven he always wore round glass that made him grind appearance. He had to wore contacts. But what was more important, he had a beard! Of course, it wasn't thick or long, it was just a goatee, but it was a beard. His clothes remained the same, clean and well-kept, but worn out. <<if $attracted.contains("Justin")>>And he looked good. He wasn't as tall as ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', but he was slim and proportionally built. His blue eyes were big and mild. There was something boyish in the way he was moving, but he was cute. Yes, "cute" was the right word to describe him.<<else>>You looked at him for a moment, then you looked at a girl next to him.<</if>> ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' was pretty girl and she knew that. She wore a dark green empire waist dress and heels that made her looked classy and modest. You couldn't stop yourself to compare with her, and even you wouldn't sing "Jolene" thinking of her, you suddenly felt ugly and poorly dressed. As you both had rather a Slavic appearance, there were a lot of similarities between you. You both were about the same height, maybe you were a little taller and thinner. You both had dark blond hair, however, she had a fairer shade of blond. Your skin was pale, her a little darker. She had bigger breasts that were her pride. They were fully D cups at least, while yours were between B and C (you didn't check the size yet). Later with some satisfaction, you realized that you had a better butt than her. But with her mature makeup and self-confidence, she looked like a young woman when you were at least a good looking schoolgirl. She wore jewelry with religious motives. The big golden cross hung between her big breasts, one of her rings was a rosary. He wore branded and fashionable clothes. You bet that any piece of her clothes was more expensive than the all clothes ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' wore. The princess and poor shepherd boy. Like in a fairy tale. But in fairy tales, princesses weren't bitches.<<else>>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was already under ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' bad influence. He told with his perfect poker face:<</if>> "I'm worried that you'll be disappointed, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. They will use all instruments, not only the accustic ones." He referred to your favorite album of the group which was recorded unplugged. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' both claimed that without a heavier sound "Celtic Maidens" were using only a part of their potential. You narrowed your eyes. "Do you want to add something, ''<<print $they.justinName>>''?" "I'm not sure if I should hope for a blackout to meet your expectations." You punched him lightly. "I was going to say that nobody can't ruin this evening for me, but I'm not so sure right now!" ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' observed you carefully. She was processing something carefully. She was holding ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' hand all the time and she looked at you to evaluate your reaction after she kissed him, and she was kissing him continously. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' exchanged nasty looks she didn't notice, but ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' did. There were important observations, but the concert was more important![[The concert!|Concert]]

<<if visited("You have fun")==1>><><<feminineClothes $player>> <<set $count = $count+1>><<set $backto = "You have fun">><><<if $marthaHelp == false>>You had to admit, you had a lot fun with picking your clothes. You noticed that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was disappointed how lightly you were handling your feminine wardrobe. She was grumbling and teasing you. You realized that you made a mistake allowing her to help you. She apparently wanted to get back at you. <<else>>It turned out that ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' wanted you to try out most of your new wardrobe. And you had to admit, it was a lot of fun. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' knew a lot about the clothes and was engaged not only in your appearance, but also cared about your comfort.<</if>><</if>> <<pickclothes $player>> <<clothes $player>> <<if $marthaHelp ==true>>"Very nice!" she praised you. She touched your arm and then you felt sudden wave of pleassure that went through your body. [[You moaned.|Her touch turned you on]]<<else>><<if not visited("Dorothy comes with you")>>Once you wore all the clothes, she smirked. "Now, let's make you a pretty girl, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," she said. You went to the bathroom and she did your makeup. Nothing much, but you had to admit that with pudder, lipstick, and eyeliner you looked better. Then she noticed the pads and giggled. "Maybe you should take some, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. You don't want to be surprised by your period, believe me..." She laughed as you blushed. [[You thought about her...|Dorothy comes with you]]<<else>>Once you wore all the clothes, she smirked. "Now, let's make you a pretty girl, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," she said. You went to the bathroom and she did your makeup. Nothing much, but you had to admit that with pudder, lipstick, and eyeliner you looked better. Then she noticed the pads and giggled. "Maybe you should take some, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. You don't want to be surprised by your period, believe me..." She laughed as you blushed. [[You were finally ready.|You are ready]]<</if>><</if>>

<><<set $backto = "You just have fun">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You sighed. "This is a concert of my favorite band," you said. "I want to not worry for this one evening. I will have fun. Just it." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' smiled. "Sure! It's you who worries too much, not me. So yeah, that's a good plan. We will shout, we will dance, and we will get drunk. I like it. It's easy to remember. Just I want you to know that I will be there for you. If you need something, let me know." "That's so sweet," you teased. "I like when you have those pangs of conscience." "Excuse me?" "You want to make up to me for not telling me about the plot. Sure, the apology's accepted. I'll whistle if I need you." He rolled his eyes. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' joined you after 10 or 15 minutes. Even warned by ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', you were shocked...[[...when you saw her.|How Dorothy looks now]]

<><<set $backto = "You probably need a support">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You gave him a weak smile. "Oh, my knight in shining armor!" you said slyly. "I am safe at least." He pulled a face. "I know it's hard to believe, but... I am serious." You gasped dramatically. "I know. And this is the creepiest part. You were changed too, you know. Won't you need some guidance?" He shrugged. "Nah. People generally don't give a shit about me. But you are a cute girl, and inexperienced. Seriously. I'm not telling you that someone for sure will hit on you, but just remember, I am watching you. That's all." You smiled. "Sure thing. I'll take advantage of the situation. I know you too well. You'd get bored. But thanks. It's nice. I appreciate it." He was a little embarrassed. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' joined you after 10 or 15 minutes. Even warned by ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', you were shocked...[[...when you saw her.|How Dorothy looks now]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You came home and took a quick shower. Your father warmed up a meal for you. You were eating it so quickly that he chuckled. "Relax, take your time! I bet the band will wait for you to start the concert." You snorted. "Very funny!" He chuckled even more. <><<if visited("Don't go to station")>>You did your homework quickly. It was hard for you to concetrate, but you knew that in Sunday you would to tired to think about school. <</if>><> <<if visited("Stay and listen to Olivier")>>"I know you are quite busy, sweetie, but something's bugging me and you could help your old man like a devoted daughter should." You rolled your eyes. "Why do I have a feeling that I will regret this..." But you were curious. Your father said: [["I need your advice."|Dad talks about guitar]]<<elseif $marthaHelp == true>>"So, who will be the squire that help you to wear your armor?" "''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', my classmate. She volunteered herself. Obviously, she doesn't want me to fuck up my makeup." "Language, young lady!" "You should be proud, dad. You taught me most of the swear words I know." He sighed. "That's why people shouldn't work at home! But I'm glad you accepted the help. It's not like you, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. Two years ago you'd have pushed the poor girl down the stairs for asking." Yeah, you were sure that in this version of reality you were such a tomboy. You shrugged. "Have you met ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' girl?" <<if visited("Go to station")>>"Yeah. She's a bitch." You said that neutrally, but your father's eyes bulged out. "Wow. That was quick. And brutal. If your mather asks, I hope you'll use more polite words." You shrugged again. "He deserves better." Your father smiled. "You both do."<<else>>"Not yet." "I told him that she could come here with him on Sunday. I have to talk with him anyway." "She can wait with ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother." You both chuckled. "I don't know where you get that mischievousness from." You kissed him on the cheek. "My dad!"<</if>> [[There came a knock at the door.|Martha helps you]]<<else>>"So, who will be the squire that help you to wear your armor?" You shrugged. "''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''." He looked surprised. "''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''? I thought you are no longer..." He hesitated for a moment. Lovers? Fucking around? What did your father mean? "...friends. And ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', please, language. How is she, anyway?" "Honestly? She looks like she ran away from Auschwitz. It's anorexia, I think. She's a mess, dad." You said that calmly, and your father sighed. You both were quiet for a moment. You realized that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'s'' state didn't surprise you or him. You'd never spoken about ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'s'' problems openly, but your parents had their opinion about your first girlfriend. Your father decided to change the subject. "Have you met ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' girl?" <<if visited("Go to station")>>"Yeah. She's a bitch." You said that neutrally, but your father's eyes bulged out. "Wow. That was quick. And brutal. If your mother asks, I hope you'll use more polite words." You shrugged again. "He deserves better." Your father smiled. "You both do."<<else>>"Not yet." "I told him that she could come here with him on Sunday. I have to talk with him anyway." "She can wait with ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother." You both chuckled. "I don't know where you get that mischievousness from." You kissed him on the cheek. "My dad!"<</if>> [[There came a knock at the door.|Dorothy helps you]]<</if>>

<><<set $backto = "You went mad">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>"How the fuck you can be like this?" you exclaimed. "Have you got a good time? Of course, you have! I am not such fucking shemale porn you can watch, and use, and delete! Have you got second thoughts?! Fine, you have a right to have them! But I am the fucking person, not the fucking sex doll! For fuck sake, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''! It's so fucking below you! Even if you feel that ''Auntie'' forced us, I'm still your fucking friend and I don't deserve to be treated like that!" He winced, then bit his lips. You saw his anger and doubts. And fear. You realized he was scared. You were too. Then he sighed. "Yeah, you are right. I'm a jerk." "Sure I am right! And yeah, you are a jerk, you idiot." "I'm sorry. <<if visited("Dick quarrel")>>Look, you had a crisis on Tuesday, you accused me of many things. I have a crisis now.<<else>>I... It's too much for me. It's so fucking overwhelming.<</if>> We've both changed, you get it?" You snorted, you were getting a little calmer. "Tell me about it." "But mentally! Are you aware how girly are you, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''? The way you talk? The way you frown? The way you are narrowing your eyes... The way you are pouting your lips... Damn, you are such a girl sometimes! Like you have always been a girl. You are fucking scaring me!" You were shocked for a moment. Then you were shocked even more when you saw...[[$they.dorothyName|How Dorothy looks now]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $beAgirl=true>><<set $changeName = true>><<lessanger $auntie>><>You had to face the fact that you had a great time during the concert. And you had to do something with that feeling that part of this success was that you were a girl. You were the victim of the Parity. It turned out that your fate was a little more complicated than the fate of most transformed students, but it still was something that simply happened in your cursed school. People generally got used to their new gender. As every diver repeated it, ''Auntie'' wasn't a person, but some kind of force, so the struggle against her wasn't a resistance against an evil being - it was a childish attempt to build the sandcastle so strong that inflow wouldn't destroy it. The last few days showed you that you could be a girl. That many things in your life you liked didn't change at all. That you could have fun even as a girl. And that turning back was a terribly risky thing. You realized that you couldn't lose your soul accepting transformation, but you could risk it as you would keep resisting. If you had some doubts, one glance at the fate of ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'', ''<<print $they.robertName>>'', and ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was an irrefutable proof. You definitely wanted to follow ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' steps. You looked down. You looked at your breasts, at your delicate hands. You had to accept them. In fact, you already were accepting them. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' touched your shoulder. "Hello. Is there anybody in there?" he sang. "Just nod if you can hear me. Is there anyone home?" He smiled at you. "That's a deal: you vote for a place we drink and you can come back to leprechauns and faeries." You blushed a little. You voted for...[[...a park.|Drink in the park]] <<sneaky $display>> [[...a pub.|Drink in the pub]] <<flashy $display>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>While ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was paying your bill, you had the moment to collect your thoughts about this date. Because it was date undoubtily...[[You had a great time!|That was cool date]] [[You had the second thoughts...|You have second thoughts about Martha]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You walked ''Susan'' to the bus stop. You still were excited and even dizzy about the meeting with the band. You sighed, shaking your head. "I still can't believe it," you said. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' giggled. "That was quite easy to arrange," she said. "But it's good you aren't disappointed. Do you have more wishes?" "Peace in the world, of course," you snapped back. "Damn, I knew it was just a beginner's luck! Don't you have some more... selfish wishes? They are easier." You chuckled. "You made enough for today, really. I don't know how to thank you. You... You didn't have to do that." You realized that you knew how to thank her. Her lips were waiting for your gratefulness. But she becomes so shy at that moment and it surprised you. "I didn't have to, sure. But I wanted. I wanted to see you happy. You had a rough week. You deserved it." That was strange how vulnerable she looked like now.[[You kissed her.|Kiss Martha]] [[You talked to her.|Thank Martha]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You knew ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' well. You knew his stubbornness and you knew one of the reasons he still wore these old clothes. He achieved many things already. Since elementary school, he had won many competitions. He earned a few scholarships and someplace in society. But he still thought that he belonged to the gutter. He wanted to remind people from the middle and upper class that the excluded still existed. He had this stubborn pride. On the other hand, you knew that ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' had good intentions. Besides she was ashamed that her boyfriend wore worn-out clothes, she wanted ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' to feel comfortable in his new position. "''<<print $they.justinName>>''," you said quietly. "We know who you are. My parents won't forget it if you wear a new shirt." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' clenched his teeth for a moment, but then he sighed and gave a weak smile to you and his girlfriend. "Well, I've been outvoted." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' shrugged. "Sorry, bro, I don't give a shit what you are wearing, so I won't support you." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' chuckled. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' didn't thank you. It looked that she was a little worried that she needed your support to convince him. Eh. Girls.[[Breakfast]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You entered the church. You tried to remember when you were there last time. Probably it was ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' Confirmation. You received the elementary Catholic education, but you never were a religious person. Your father attended the masses, but even when you were a kid he preferred to attend them alone, without you. When your mother became a chairwoman, she wanted you to show more religious enthusiasm, but you laughed at her with the silent support of your father. You didn't kneel or made any gestures. You stood next to the pillar. The church was quite empty. As always you were wondering why people were gathering there. You knew that the ritual was important for ''<<print $they.justinName>>''... and for ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', surprisingly. Even he was complaining before, when he crossed the threshold of the church, he was answering and singing like everyone else. You thought that attending to ''Rosset's'' for ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was the experience that made his faith stronger. As some kind of demonic forces existed - he probably thought - the opposite team should be in play too. For you it proved nothing. You knew no gender-bender Christian stories. You knew that in Greek mythology there was a seer Tiresias who was changed into the woman, but you had no intentions to worship Zeus or Athene. You yawned. That was a stupid impulse to get there. Thankfully, the Saturday masses were short... You checked the time on your phone. Soon you would go for...[[...dinner with your parents.|Dinner with your parents and Justin]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You blushed a little. "I've never been with a girl... as a girl," you confessed. It was probably not necessary, but you thought you should say something as ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' revealed your breasts. She giggled. "The fun fact is, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', that I've never been with a girl too. You are my first. We somehow manage." The words "you are my first" made you felt incredibly hot. She was undressing you in a way that reminded you of unpacking a present. As you were naked, she looked at you approvingly. "You can't imagine how many hours I spent on Pinterest to get the inspirations for your body. You are so beautiful." But she was more beautiful than you and it confirmed when she undressed. She made a show, taking everything off slowly. The perfectness of her body ashamed you. But it lasted only a few seconds. When you both entered the jacuzzi, you forgot about it. The hot bubbles made your sensations more intense. You both tried to be slow, you both wanted to make the other happy. You loved her wet hair. As you both didn't have penises, there was no rush. You were caressing and kissing and licking endlessly, with the short breaks for a sip of wine. You couldn't count how many orgasms you had during this evening. It was total bliss. Even when after an hour you moved to the bed, it was just another round. You didn't mean to go back home. You finally slept in her arms. <div align="center"><h4>The end of chapter 6</h4></div>[[The summary of chapter 6.|Chapter 6 summary]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You all sat at table in ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' parents' room. The meal was good. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' made a coffee for you and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'', he and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' drank tea. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' got back to the topic of the abstinence during the breakfast. He came to his room and returned with a bottle of wine. "I bought it for you, ''<<print $they.justinName>>''! It's Portuguese!" he exclaimed. You read the name on the label. "Encostas de Lisboa reserva". <<if visited("Think of Justin")>>Your eyes bulged out. You didn't know abut ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' new interest in Portugal. It seemed that your daydreaming could be something more...<<else>>Well, it seemed that there was some conversation between them you missed.<</if>> ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' took the bottle and smiled. There was a famous old tram on the label. He put it back. "Maybe in two weeks," he said. "I'll end my probation then." ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' frowned. "But, honey, if you don't vow after this probation, you'll have to repeat it," she said. "I think you and me agreed that you should to vow for lifetime." "I haven't decided it yet," he answered. She pulled a face. "I don't know, ''<<print $they.justinName>>''," she said patronizingly. "It's not about you, you know. You have to help him." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' sighed. "Yeah, I know. But still..." "Salvation and drinking. Seriously, are you doubting?" You weren't really into Catholic stuff, but ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' connected the dots immedietaly. Or maybe he knew this side of ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' better than you. He got angry. "Wait a minute," he hissed."Is this bullshit about your father, ''<<print $they.justinName>>''?" He nodded, but he looked away. You looked at him surprised and you were getting angry too. "He was beating you. He turned your life in fucking Hell. He would probably kill you if his liver didn't kill him first. You owe him nothing, ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. Do you hear me?! NOTHING! And now what are you going to do? To penance for his sins all your life?" It was interesting how tables rounded. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' understood that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' wanted to improve her relation with father, but he got angry when ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' told about his father. For you, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' father was just dead man. You were sure of it, as you found his body. "It's ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' decision to make," ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' said. "So don't push him," you snapped back. It ended the discusion. The deathly hush fell. Then ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' sighed. <<if visited("Martha's offer you the meeting with band")>>"So, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he said. "Are you staying with us or going?" [[You'd meet them in your home for a dinner with your parents.|Martha's place]] [[You stayed with them.|The trip]]<<else>>"Ok, boys and girls. Let's move." [[The trip.|The trip]]<</if>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You shrugged. "Well, she deserves it," you said. "She could see this coming." ''Susan'' chuckled. "Yeah, I knew you'd understand. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' has a little surprise to her. I bet she'll have no pad or tampon. Her mother didn't explain her girl stuff." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' smiled at you, but you realized that she was unsure of your reaction. It wasn't the topic she wanted to follow. "I'll help you before your first period, don't worry," she said. "As for Monday... Well, there will be some show for all of you." "I can barely wait!" ''Susan'' exclaimed. You were surprised how vengefully she sounded. Definitely, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' understimated her. But after few moments you completely forgot about ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. There was something much more important.[[The meeting with "Celtic Maidens"!|The meeting with band!!!]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>"That's going too far," you said. ''Susan'' snorted. "Do you really think so? It's shame that you weren't so noble when ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was bullying me!" "Do you want to bid, ''Susan''? I don't remember if you were plotting revenge when he was bullying me. I mean, seriously. Are we at a set of "Carrie" or something? He's not a threat anymore." "Yeah? Well, I think it's a good thing to remind her that she's just a little slut. That karma's bitch, you know." "I think that she can't forget. Seriously." "Why the fuck are you judging me, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''?" "I'm not judging you. I don't like the idea of what you are going to do." "You are judging me! Am I an evil person to you?" "What the fuck is your problem, ''Susan''? You asked about my opinion. So you got it." "Because I thought you would understand. But it seems I was wrong. Not everybody is so fucking lucky like you, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. Not everybody has ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' and older girlfriend to wipe the tears. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' needs to pay for what he did. And SHE will pay!" You looked at ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. She was listening to your conversation with interest, and she was smiling at you. "Ok, girls, stop arguing. Were're here," she said. You completely forgot about ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. You were going to meet...[[...the band!|The meeting with band!!!]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $trip=$trip+1>><>And of course you had to drink coffee. Drinking coffee was a confirmation that you were high school students. And even your coffee had more milk and sugar than actual coffee, you were proud to drink it. Only ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' took tea, but he always was different. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' liked the place you brought her. The cafeteria was cozy and nice. You sometimes came here to study as it wasn't too crowded. You ate a piece of cake and have a little conversation about running their own cafeteria that was a dream that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' shared. Of course, you doubted they were thinking about it seriously, but it was nice to listen to her how they were discussing the decoration and the menu. They were so confident that you almost believed they ordered the first tables. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' was smiling at ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. Cafeterias were the part of her world, it was a dream she could share with him. You were sure that this conversation calmed her a little that she and her boyfriend had something in common.<><<if $trip lt 3>>Later you went to... <<if not visited("Graveyard")>>[[...the graveyard.|Graveyard]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Park")>>[[...the park.|Park]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Ruins")>>[[...the ruins.|Ruins]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Mall")>>[[...the mall.|Mall]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Concert hall")>>[[...the outdoor stage.|Concert hall]] <</if>><<else>>[[Then you heard the church bells...|Church]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><><div align="center"><h2>Chapter 6</h2></div>You weren't really a light sleeper. But your friends were. You were talking in your sleep and waking up rapidly. And as a kid, you sleepwalked. It was even more embarrassing because it was more common when you spent a night away from home. You didn't sleep well away from your bed. But this night was different. Maybe you were just tired and satisfied after the concert, but you were sleeping calmly. There was only one moment you almost woke up - you were sure that there was a warm, glowing light around you that made you felt safe and comfortable. But your eyelids were too heavy to keep them open too long. Especially that you explained to yourself that it had to be a dream. So you fell asleep again. You woke up in the morning, refreshed and relaxed. As always, the new parts of your anatomy drew your attention. It was still an alien feeling to touch your breasts or touch your smooth legs. You went to the toilet. Peeing was still weird too. When you came back to the room, something else drew your attention. It was ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s...''[[...morning wood.|Olivier's morning wood]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $typeOfGirl =$typeOfGirl+1>><>You thought about the concert. "Celtic Maidens" had more fans among the girls than boys. It was the reason why ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' used to tease you, but it didn't matter now. You thought about those all girls during the concert. You thought about their braided hair and heavy makeup. You remembered their little revealed t-shirts, their bracelets, and necklaces. They looked cool. You wanted to look like them. They were confident and they wanted what they liked. It was true that many girls didn't have many interests, but many girls had passions you shared. And they didn't just listen to music - they showed how this music was important in their life. You thought you should look for an inspiration in some social media. Maybe you would find some makeup or jewelery.... <><<if $typeOfGirl lt 2>><<if not visited("Girly girl") and $beAgirl==true>>[[Girly girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Geek girl")>>[[Geek girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Tomboy girl")>>[[Tomboy girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Sexy girl") and $beAgirl==true>>[[Sexy girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Classy girl") and $beAgirl==true>>[[Classy girl]]<</if>><<else>>You stopped the daydreaming. You had... [[...the meeting to attend!|Meet Susan]]<</if>><>

''The Parity'' is the game about choices. This is your game log. Every event here could be played differently. Your walkthrough lasted <<print $count>> passages. <div align="center">''Your statement about the Parity (so far)''</div> You transformed into a girl. You <<if $beAgirl==true>>''accepted''<<else>>''didn't'' accept<</if>> your transformation. <div align="center">''Your school and personal life''</div>You have the reputation of <<if $relations.School lte 1>>''problematic''<</if>><<if $relations.School ==2 or $relations.School ==3>>''normal''<</if>><<if $relations.School gte 4>>''good''<</if>> student. You are <<if $relations.Boys lte 2>>''constantly bullied'' by<</if>><<if $relations.Boys == 3>>''just one of'' the<</if>><<if $relations.Boys gte 4>>''popular'' among the<</if>> boys. Girls <<if $relations.Girls lte 2>>treat you ''bad''<</if>><<if $relations.Girls == 3>> ''like'' you<</if>><<if $relations.Girls gte 4>>''fancy'' you<</if>>. <div align="center"><h4>Chapter 6</h4></div>You had <<if visited("Calm night")>>''calm''<<else>>''restless''<</if>> night. You <<if visited("Resist")>>''resisted''<<else>>''didn't'' resist<</if>> the urge to suck ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s ''cock. <><<if not visited("Resist")>> He <<if visited("Olivier stopped you")>>''stopped'' you.<<else>>''didn't'' stop you.<</if>><</if>><> You <<if visited("Martha's place")>>''chose''<<else>>''didn't choose''<</if>> what kind of a girl you wanted to be. You <<if $justinConnection == true>>''realized''<<else>>''didn't'' realize<</if>> that ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' knew each other. Your father <<if not visited("It's a legacy Olivier didn't deserve")>>''gave''<<else>>''didn't'' give<</if>> the guitar to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. <<if not visited("Date with Martha")>>You ''didn't'' go out with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''.<<else>>Your relationship with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' is based on ''<<print $marthaRelation[0]>>''.<</if>> You <<if visited("Evening on your own")>>''threw up''<<else>>''didn't'' throw up<</if>> the poker chip. ''Chapter 6'' is one of the switches of the story. Some seemingly meaningless decisions will have great influence on the further plot.<><<set $bets = { "David": 0, "Martha": 0, "Caroline": 0, "Robert": 0, "You": 0}>><<set $immoral = false>><><<if visited("You lost your second virginity")>>[[Chapter 7.|Morning with Olivier]]<<elseif visited("Be submissive in sex with Martha")>> [[Chapter 7.|Morning with Martha]]<<else>>[[Chapter 7.|Morning alone]]<</if>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' sighed. "I see nothing. It must have been a dream. Relax." But the glowing didn't fade. "I have to check it," you decided. He yawned and shrugged. "As you wish." You got up and went to the hall. The glowing increased, it came from a second room, where ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' slept. You quietly went to the door and opened it. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was glowing. As you entered the room, the glowing was fading slowly, but you knew that was real. It was strange that both of them could sleep in such strong light, but apparently, they couldn't see it, just like ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. You remained in the room for a while, but nothing else happened. Finally, you backed off to your room. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was sleeping. You laid next to him. You closed your eyes. Eventually, you fell asleep. There was 8:30 AM when you woke up. Then something else drew your attention. It was ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s...''[[...morning wood.|Olivier's morning wood]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>Then you all heard the church bells calling for "Angelus". ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' looked at each other. "Maybe will we go?" she proposed. It was your and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' turn to exchange looks. He shrugged. "It's Saturday, you know. But if it makes you both happy..." Your church wasn't big or magnificent. It was one of a few buildings built before the 19th century in your district that survived countless wars and occupancies. The parish wasn't rich and the church was neglected. But it had a nice garden. When you were going across the street, you noticed that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' face turned pale. He hurried up. <<if $approaches.contains(2) or $approaches.contains(6)>>//You looked around and noticed the familiar face. It was ''<<print $they.davidName>>'', the man from your dreams! Even the suit was similar. But how did ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' know him? He noticed you too as he waved.//<><<set $justinConnection = true>><><<else>>You didin't have time to look around.<</if>> "Oh, the mass is beginning! We should attend, darling," ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' said. "Are you going with us?" ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' snorted. "Of course not."[[You went inside.|Attend the mass]] [[You stayed with him.|Stay with Olivier]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $typeOfGirl =$typeOfGirl+1>><>It surprised you, but you thought about your mother. She had her pride, but she had also a class. Even if she wore the pajamas at home she acted like she wore the evening dress. You admired it. You knew you probably couldn't have such dignity as she had - uncle ''Stan'' said that your mother was always behaving that way and he knew her for over 25 years. But maybe you could repeat some of her manners... And the taste in clothes, of course. Your mother always knew how to dress up properly. You were aware that the current government's conservative politics was an aberration. Women had a strong position in your country. The gender gap was one of the lowest in the European Union and the opinion that your nation is the nation of strong women and weak men was confirmed in everyday life. You knew that if you were going to be a girl it didn't mean you lost some status. You just had to find a new way to express it. <><<if $typeOfGirl lt 2>><<if not visited("Girly girl") and $beAgirl==true>>[[Girly girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Celtic rocker girl")>>[[Celtic rocker girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Geek girl")>>[[Geek girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Tomboy girl")>>[[Tomboy girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Sexy girl") and $beAgirl==true>>[[Sexy girl]]<</if>> <<else>>You stopped the daydreaming. You had... [[...the meeting to attend!|Meet Susan]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You heard a gently knocking, then ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' opened the door. He didn't wear contacts. In his usual glasses, he looked more like him. "Oh, you aren't naked," he said calmly. "You never learn that you shouldn't knock," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' answered. "Damn, I'm so stupid, I won't be as good a stalker as you are. Anyway. Do you have any requests for breakfast? Would scrambled eggs be enough? I thought about the omelet, but there is a whole alien civilization in your milk." "They just invented wheel. There are good people." "People?" ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' frowned. "They look more like Shoggoths for me, but maybe ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' should look at them." "Scrambled eggs would be great, thanks," you said with a smile and he smiled back. You noticed that he gave you a longer look than usual. His eyes were wandering on your breasts and hips, but then they concentrated on your face. Well, you had to admit, that you gazed for a moment on his red boxers and well-shaped legs. He nodded and left to the kitchen. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' sighed. "I hate when he is so fucking productive! It's fucking emotional blackmail! Hey, dude!" he exclaimed as you heard water splashing. "Don't wash my dishes! Damn!" He left. You smiled. Some things would never change.[[You waited for breakfast.|Wait for them]] [[You joined your friends in the kitchen.|Help them to make breakfast]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $trip=$trip+1>><>Then you came to the outdoor stage in the less popular part of the park. Such places were the rare relicts after the Communism era. Most of them were devastated or demolished, but this one was renovated and even used sometimes. The stage had good acoustics. Even without a sound system, the voice was reaching several rows of wooden benches. As the day was sunny and warm, there were a lot of people here, mostly families with children. As you saw some toddlers singing some songs on the stage, you smiled widely. "That reminds me something," you said mockingly. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' shrugged, but ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' blushed a little. "When I will become the famous singer," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' said to ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'', "there will be the inscription here that there was my first concert." "Yes, it was my first concert too." The audience was quite wide, too. You were ten or eleven, and there was a scout festival. They were singing something from Disney's animations. You couldn't remember which one, but you got it when ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' went to the stage and sang: "You've got a friend with me!" ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' joined him. Children looked at them concerned, but apparently they didn't know "Toy Story". ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' laughed and even took a photo of the two singers. You looked carefully at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. He seemed to be more happy than reckless. When they finished the song, he said to you: "It's nice that I have the memories that happened also in this reality." You smiled. Yeah, that was nice.<><<if $trip lt 3>>Then you went to... <<if not visited("Graveyard")>>[[...the graveyard.|Graveyard]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Park")>>[[...the park.|Park]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Ruins")>>[[...the ruins.|Ruins]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Mall")>>[[...the mall.|Mall]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Cafeteria")>>[[..the cafeteria.|Cafeteria]]<</if>><<else>>[[Then you heard the church bells...|Church]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You went with him to your room. It was still strange to realize that you didn't have a chance to speak with him privately earlier. There were countless days and nights when you were hanging around. Of course, you weren't a girl then, and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' didn't have this jealous bitch as a girlfriend. "''<<print $they.justinName>>'', what's bugging you?" you asked him directly. You realized after the moment that you could push on his feelings towards you, but you were sure that your breasts, vagina, and cute face didn't torment him. He sighed and shrugged. "I am tired, you know," he answered calmly. "Life doesn't get easier..." "Yeah, I imagine. But I noticed who scared you today. How do you know ''<<print $they.davidName>>''?" ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' eyes bulged out. There was a sudden panic in his eyes. You were sure that he was desperately making up some convincing lie, that hurt you. But it was ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. He had his advantages but he was a terrible liar. He sighed. "My mother owes him a lot of money," he said and you saw the relief on his face. He sat on your bed, breathing deeply. He looked miserable. "He agreed for the terms of paying him back, but..." He shrugged. He looked so helpless that you had the urge to hug him. "Maybe my parents..." you started. He winced. "Your parents have done enough, don't you think, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''?" he interrupted you. "I'll handle it. It's just... absorbing, you know. Every time I think I will get some stability, something like this happens. I am tired. I mean... Sometimes I want to close my eyes and don't open them again." He sighed and stood up. He smiled weakly at you and got the book from your bookshelf. He didn't ask how you did know ''<<print $they.davidName>>''. It seemed he didn't want to continue this conversation. You understood that. You came back to the living room<<if $martha.Attraction ==1>>. Then your phone buzzed. You got some messages from ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. There was a photo of the bottle of wine and two glasses. There was a jacuzzi in the background. You read the message. <<if visited("Martha's place")>>"No second thoughts? :)"<<else>>"Join me. :)"<</if>> [[Nah. Ok, you'd join her.|Date with Martha]] [[Maybe another time...|Station]] <<else>>. [[The train wouldn't wait.|Station]]<</if>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><><<if visited("Dinner with your parents and Justin")>>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' tried to not looking disappointed, but ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' was happy you were leaving. You hugged ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' thinking about the time when shaking hands was enough to greet and to say goodbye. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' hug was still awkward but you were sure he was trying to break his traumas. Damn, he was always trying so hard. "I'm already missing you," you said softly. He smiled. "Yeah, me too. But I'll be back in two weeks. And I will end my vows, so maybe we will go for some drink." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' looked worried. "Be careful, he said. "And if anything happens, you'll call me, right?" "Sure I do," you said and kissed him on the cheek. Then you left.<<else>>You texted everyone what you would stay with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. You hesitated for a moment. It didn't feel right to standing them up. But... Damn, you wanted to go with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' so much!<</if>> ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' <<if visited("Dinner with your parents and Justin")>>waited for you in<<else>>brought you to<</if>> the hall of the luxury hotel in the center of the city. You both went to the lift. The restaurant was on the last floor that meant the 16th floor. When you reached there, you gasped. The sight was incredible. It turned out that ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' booked the table for you. You looked at the date of the reservation. She planned this two days ago... Or maybe she wanted to sit here alone, who knew. "I have the jacuzzi in my room, but I think we need some wine to appreciate it properly," she said slyly. <<if visited("Think of Martha")>>You thought about your daydream and blushed a little.<<else>>If someone told you several days ago that you could sit with her in the jacuzzi... You blushed a little.<</if>> The waitress gave you the menu. "Don't you dare to look at the prices," ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' warned you, but of course, you looked. It seemed that you were at the first date when you wouldn't pay. That was strange but nice.[[You ordered some wine.|Drink first]] [[You talked about your common interests.|Talk about your common interests]] [[You talked about the Parity.|Talk about the Parity]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You went with him to your room. It was still strange to realize that you didn't have a chance to speak with him privately earlier. There were countless days and nights when you were hanging around. Of course, you weren't a girl then, and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' didn't have this jealous bitch as a girlfriend. "''<<print $they.justinName>>'', what's bugging you?" you asked him directly. You realized after the moment that you could push on his feelings towards you, but you were sure that your breasts, vagina, and cute face didn't torment him. He sighed and shrugged. "I am tired, you know," he answered calmly. "Life doesn't get easier..." He sighed and stood up. He smiled weakly at you and got the book from your bookshelf. "Your mom...?" "Who else? Well, the senior year in September in high school doesn't help too, but yeah, my mother seems to cause new problems every time I solve something... My game is Tetris. Whatever I put in the order disappears and there are still new things that fall on my head. Eh, whatever. You know already that." "If I can help you..." "But we both know you can't!" he snarled. Then he pulled the face. "I'm so sorry, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', I didn't mean it. I... You..." he sighed. "Everyone helps. Everyone keeps helping. I am honored to have friends like you. Like your parents... But you just can be close. It's helping a lot. Really." You realized that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was on the edge. You weren't surprised. He was strong too long. You had the urge to hug him. You were sure that he would burst into the tears if you gave him space. Maybe it would release some pressure he felt. But ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' left the bathroom, so the occasion was wasted. You came back to the living room<<if $martha.Attraction ==1>>. Then your phone buzzed. You got some messages from ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. There was a photo of the bottle of wine and two glasses. There was a jacuzzi in the background. You read the message. <<if visited("Martha's place")>>"No second thoughts? :)"<<else>>"Join me. :)"<</if>> [[Nah. Ok, you'd join her.|Date with Martha]] [[Maybe another time...|Station]] <<else>>.[[The train wouldn't wait.|Station]]<</if>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You loved your father, but when he was in company of your friends he tried to act like he wasn't 41-year-old. You knew that he was young for a father, but still, there was a barrier between generations he tried to ignore. So he and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' tried to take over the conversation. But this time you didn't let them. You were in a great mood after the concert. And even if they teased "Celtic Maidens" as always, they did it more softly. You realized that they both had a weak spot for you. The conversation was less challenging. You felt that they showed you their interest in this immature way. You had fun. <<if not visited("It's a legacy Olivier didn't deserve")>>After the dinner your father stood up. "Well, as we are all here, I have to announce you something..." [[He took the guitar.|Your dad gives his guitar]]<<else>>Then you noticed that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was uptight and anxious. It was weird for him. If there was a place he could name home, it'd be your parents' flat. But something evidently... [[...was bugging him.|Justin is embarrassed]]<</if>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You loved your father, but when he was in company of your friends he tried to act like he wasn't 41-year-old. You knew that he was young for a father, but still, there was a barrier between generations he tried to ignore. So he and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' took over the conversation. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' tried to make the conversation with your mother, but she was even colder and more distant than usual. So you all were listening to your father and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' jokes. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was talking about the concert, about the band and the technical details. Of course, there was a lot of sarcasm and making fun of "Celtic Maidens" as the band played softer rock than they liked. You were sighing, frowning, rolling your eyes, and making facepalms so many times that you felt tired. <<if not visited("It's a legacy Olivier didn't deserve")>>After the dinner your father stood up. "Well, as we are all here, I have to announce you something..." [[He took the guitar.|Your dad gives his guitar]]<<else>>Then you noticed that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was uptight and anxious. It was weird for him. If there was a place he could name home, it'd be your parents' flat. But something evidently... [[...was bugging him.|Justin is embarrassed]]<</if>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><><<if visited("Martha's place")>><<justinBreakup $player>> When you were climbing the stairs, you felt like you were flying. You were so excited! It turned out that your friends already were there. They sat at the table with your mother. Your father was puttering around the pots. You washed your hands and joined. They all stared at you. "What?" you asked and giggled. Everything seemed to be so funny. "You look... great," ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' said. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' bit her lips, so it had to be true. "Thank you. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' is good at make up." "OK, dinner is ready," your father said. "We will eat and ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' will talk about the best band in very particular category." You narrowed your eyes. "Don't tease "Celtic Maiden" in my presence!" "Sure, we'll conspire behind your back, I promise." You told them about the meeting. Later, as always, your father started to dominate the conversation. <<else>>You went home. Your mother and father wore some better clothes. You were sure they tried to make a good impression on ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''. You were sure they did. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' girlfriend could despise your poor haircut or your geeky behavior, but your parents - especially your mother - were the part of her world, and they paid for ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' school, which genuinely impressed her. "You aren't late," your father said with a wry smile. "I expected the hangover and exhaustion after such heavy concert." "Nah, we barely could hear the basses," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' said. Of course, he joined your father in teasing your band. You narrowed your eyes. "Don't tease "Celtic Maiden" in my presence!" "Sure, we'll conspire behind your back, I promise." Of course, as always, your father started to dominate the conversation.<</if>>[[You were active.|Dinner: be active]] [[It was embarrassing as always.|Dinner: be embarrassed]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $marthaRelation.push("fun")>><>You took the wine list. You had some experience with wine, as your father started to be interested in them. But you were sure that your father's wine wouldn't be so expensive even in restaurants. You read descriptions and ingredients. "Do you need some assistance, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''?" ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' asked slyly, but you felt she was patronizing you behind her smile. "Thank you, I'm good," you answered. When the waiter came to collect the order, you said to him confidently: "This riesling would be for me. And the cheeseboard." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looked a little disappointed, but she tried to hide it. The wine was delicious. It wasn't really your type of place, but you were raised by your mother, so you got some polish. You giggled. "I see I ruined your plans," you said slyly. She looked surprised. "Why do you think that?" "You thought we'd play Shaw's "Pigmalion", didn't you?" She blushed. Damn, how beautiful she was when she was blushing. "I'm sorry," she said. "I didn't know this side of you." You smiled. "Aren't we here to get to know each other better? That will be a good toast, anyway." You rose your glass. She smiled widely.<<if $marthaRelation.length lt 3>><><<if not visited("Talk about your common interests")>>[[You talked about your common interests.|Talk about your common interests]] <</if>><<if not visited("Talk about the Parity")>>[[You talked about the Parity.|Talk about the Parity]] <</if>> <><<else>>[[You finished.|After date]]<</if>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $auntie.baseDefiance = $auntie.baseDefiance+1>><<set $auntie.Defiance=$auntie.Defiance+1>><>You went home. You felt those urges you had. You took a quick shower. You felt cold. You start to shiver. It was strange as you felt well a few minutes earlier and it was still warm. But you took two blankets and went to bed. Then you started to cough. No, not cough. You were actually choking! You felt something down in your throat. You couldn't catch a breath. You were wriggling and gasping, like in some kind of the seizure. Then you felt a disgusting taste in your mouth. You vomited. As you threw up, you felt better instantly. You felt that something dirty left your body. You blinked. Then you saw it. You saw the poker chip, the same you saw in your dreams in the poker room. It was glowing in those strange, unnamed colors. You took it in your shivering hands. It was so real, so hard, yet, you were sure, it was dangerous. You put it into the drawer. Then you cleaned the mess. You felt better and better, as the throwing up this chip healed some weakness. You smiled to yourself. Then you fell asleep, having a calm, relaxed night.<div align="center"><h4>The end of chapter 6</h4></div>[[The summary of chapter 6.|Chapter 6 summary]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $typeOfGirl =$typeOfGirl+1>><>Since "The Avengers" leaded comics to the mainstream, there was nothing strange or weird in being geek, and even a little nerdy. The gadgets were finally targeted to the wide audience, so they became more tasteful and suitable for people who had social life above the basements. Sure, watching "Game of Thrones" didn't mean that people who avoided reading changed their minds. But it wasn't a shame for a pretty girl to have such hobbies. And - without doubts - you were a pretty girl. You had to admit that you like the new decoration of your room. You never were such minimalistic as ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', but you had to admit that gadgets were expensive whim. But maybe some money was needed to be spent to feel like your personal space was more... well... personal. You thought about the clothes too. Yeah, more shirts like this one that uncle ''Stan'' gave you definitely wouldn't hurt... And this jewelry... <><<if $typeOfGirl lt 2>><<if not visited("Girly girl") and $beAgirl==true>>[[Girly girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Celtic rocker girl")>>[[Celtic rocker girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Tomboy girl")>>[[Tomboy girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Sexy girl") and $beAgirl==true>>[[Sexy girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Classy girl") and $beAgirl==true>>[[Classy girl]]<</if>><<else>>You stopped the daydreaming. You had... [[...the meeting to attend!|Meet Susan]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $typeOfGirl =$typeOfGirl+1>><>You weren't against skirts and dresses. As you became a pretty girl, there were a lot of clothes that you could try. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' teased you several times calling you a princess, but maybe it wasn't a bad idea at all. As long as people around you wanted to help, it wouldn't hurt to take advantage of their kindness. And being a girly girl could be a way to keep something from childhood. Of course, boys your age could be immature too - but it just meant that their bad behavior was tolerated. Girls could keep some souvenirs or still watching favorite animated films and they wouldn't be teased about it. As a boy, you were still pushed to take responsibility. Maybe you could have fun instead. You were young once. <><<if $typeOfGirl lt 2>><<if not visited("Celtic rocker girl")>>[[Celtic rocker girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Geek girl")>>[[Geek girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Tomboy girl")>>[[Tomboy girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Sexy girl") and $beAgirl==true>>[[Sexy girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Classy girl") and $beAgirl==true>>[[Classy girl]]<</if>><<else>>You stopped the daydreaming. You had... [[...the meeting to attend!|Meet Susan]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $trip=$trip+1>><<set $auntie.baseDefiance = $auntie.baseDefiance+1>><<set $auntie.Defiance=$auntie.Defiance+1>><>You caught the tramp and went to the old graveyard. Before the subway line caused that you had more malls in your district, you used to go to the district across the river. In that mall, you spent a lot of your middle school. You didn't remember who wanted to visit the old graveyard that was nearby, but you all loved that place. You loved also the fact that there was a McDonald next to it. This graveyard was still a respectable place. There were a lot of beautiful statues there. Only a few people were walking there, so you felt that it was your place. It was a place suitable for your fantasy and horror hobbies. You had some favorite tombstones that you showed to ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''. There was a statue of a young girl that was lifting to the sky. You liked also a stone angel crafted that the rainwater seemed to his tears. There were also tombs inspired by Egyptian temples. You finished the trip by showing the real cannon on some colonel's grave. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' read some inscriptions. It turned out that she had some knowledge about art. It was the brief moment that you thought that you had at least one thing in common. You came back to your neighborhood.<><<if $trip lt 3>>Then you went to... <<if not visited("Park")>>[[...the park.|Park]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Ruins")>>[[...the ruins.|Ruins]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Mall")>>[[...the mall.|Mall]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Concert hall")>>[[...the outdoor stage.|Concert hall]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Cafeteria")>>[[..the cafeteria.|Cafeteria]]<</if>><<else>>[[Then you heard the church bells.|Church]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You joined ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' in the kitchen. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was washing the dishes, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was heating up the pan. You cut the tomatoes in slices. The kitchen was so small that you were disturbing each other, but it was fun. "I'll give you a plate with the pope," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' said. The folk cult of John Paul II was a popular joking matter between them. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' sighed. "I'm unworthy to accept such honor," he said. "Nah, he'll forgive you. He was such saint, such good. He knew all the languages of the world..." In the meantime, ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' went of the bathroom. She smelled nice with her perfumes and hair conditioner. She looked at you and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' with disapproval, as you both were half-naked and barefoot. She didn't help you, of course. "Darling, you can't wear today those rags," she said. "I took the clothes you didn't take... I suppose you //forgot// about them." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' calmly put the eggs on the plates, then he looked at ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''. "There are not rags. There are my clothes. I like them. And I didn't forget. ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'s'' parents know me, I don't need to pretend I'm someone else. Let's eat." "''<<print $they.justinName>>'', you'll be the same great man if you wear nice and new clothes. You even left tags! Do you want to return them to the mall?! It was a gift, you know!" He smiled, but you knew he was thinking about them as the alms, and he didn't like it. "Sure, it was a gift. I appreciate it. When we'll meet your parents, I promise, I'll wear them." You knew that his caring about the clothes could be diagnosed as a symptom of neurosis. The way he was patching, sewing, and keeping his clothes was a kind of ritual. Your parents were buying him clothes as presents, but he wore them when he couldn't fix his old clothes. [[You supported him.|Support Justin]] [[You supported her.|Agree with Claudia]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You hugged him thinking about the time when shaking hands was enough to greet and to say goodbye. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' hug was still awkward but you were sure he was trying to break his traumas. Damn, he was always trying so hard. "I'm already missing you," you said softly. He smiled. "Yeah, me too. But I'll be back in two weeks. And I will end my vows, so maybe we will go for some drink." You chuckled. He turned out and got on the train. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' received the suitcase from ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. He and his girlfriend waved to you and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and you saw the relief on ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'s'' face. "Ufff. So, we have the evening! Any ideas?" In fact, you had some ideas. The kinky ones, as ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' parents were still out of town. At this moment you wanted to fuck him badly. You closed your eyes and bit your lips. The sudden urge passed, but... [[...maybe it was a good idea.|Your place with Olivier]] [[No buts! You were going home!|Evening on your own]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You shrugged. "Sure, go and get it," you said. "It's on the third shelf I think." He got up with a visible relief on his face. He clearly felt uncomfortable. You looked after him puzzled. He got a rough time for sure. You noticed your mother was observing you. It reminded you of a conversation you got with her on Wednesday morning. Was she really interested in your relations with ''<<print $they.justinName>>''? It seemed unbelievable. You had some conversations with your father when you were dating ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'', but your mother could discuss the matters, not the relations of the emotions. Maybe you should talk with your mother later. It could be probably safer than waiting on her move. After the moment, ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' left the bathroom and''<<print $they.justinName>>'' came back with his book. <<if $martha.Attraction ==1>>. Then your phone buzzed. You got some messages from ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. There was a photo of the bottle of wine and two glasses. There was a jacuzzi in the background. You read the message. <<if visited("Martha's place")>>"No second thoughts? :)"<<else>>"Join me. :)"<</if>> [[Nah. Ok, you'd join her.|Date with Martha]] [[Maybe another time...|Station]] <<else>>.[[The train wouldn't wait.|Station]]<</if>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was wriggling on his chair. He was checking the time constantly - what was understandable as he could miss the train - but you were sure it wasn't the reason. He looked sad and tormented. And tired. Your father and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' were still dominating the conversation. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' went to the bathroom. You realized that you couldn't talk with ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' privately this weekend. That was your chance to do that. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked at you. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', can I take my //Guards! Guards!// back? I persuaded ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' to read it." "Does she read Terry Pratchett's books?" you asked surprised. She seemed to have no sense of humor. He sighed. "Not yet. But we saw this crappy tv show and she wants to know why I was so upset about it." That was a chance to talk with him<<if $justinConnection == true>> and maybe talk about ''<<print $they.davidName>>''. [[You went with him and confronted him.|Confront Justin]]<<else>>.<</if>> [[You went with him.|Dinner: Support Justin]] [[You stayed.|Investigate Justin]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You kissed ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. <<if visited("Kiss her")>>Like before, she hesitated for the moment, but after few seconds she was kissing you back.<<else>>You could feel she hesitated for the moment, but after few seconds she was kissing you back.<</if>> It felt nice and just right. Her lips were soft and her perfume drove you crazy. She smiled when you finished. "I like people who know how to be grateful," she said slyly and kissed you again. "Maybe even more than I like them." You smiled back. "It's quite easy to be grateful if someone fulfills my dreams, you know." "Oh, did I fulfil them all?" she asked. She touched your hair and started to play with it. "I have the room booked until tomorrow, you know. Why won't we discuss your dreams there? I think we both deserve to get some dinner and fine wine." The vision of spending the rest of the day with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' made you wet. But you had some obligations, didn't you?[[Yes...|You are a woman of your word]] [[Fuck them.|Date with Martha]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>Oh, fuck it. You would kiss him. It was less and less awkward when you were thinking about it. Of course, it was meant as a friendly kiss on the cheek. But it wasn't. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' seemed to be confused even more than you. You both tried to kiss each other on the other cheek, so you turned the head in opposite directions. So it turned out you kissed on the lips. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' backed off, blushing. Surprisingly, ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' seemed to didn't notice, as she was receiving the suitcase from ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. "I'm already missing you," you said. He smiled. "Yeah, me too. But I'll be back in two weeks. And I will end my vows, so maybe we will go for some drink." You chuckled. He turned out and got on the train. He and his girlfriend waved to you and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and you saw the relief on ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'s'' face. "Ufff. So, we have the evening! Any ideas?" In fact, you had some ideas. The kinky ones, as ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' parents were still out of town. At this moment you wanted to fuck him badly. You closed your eyes and bit your lips. The sudden urge passed, but... [[...maybe it was a good idea.|Your place with Olivier]] [[No buts! You were going home!|Evening on your own]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' caressed your vagina through the fabric of your underwear, then he slowly took your panties off. He was kissing your stomach, and even put his tongue into your navel what was strange, yet pleasant. Then he was kissing you lower and lower. Finally, you felt his warm lips on your clitoris that made you shivered and moaned. He rose his head, looking at you with a wry smile. He rubbed your clitoris for a moment and looking at you how you were wriggling and gasping. He chuckled and leaned. His tongue was slow and warm. He licked your clitoris, then he reached lower, to the opening of your vagina. The moves of his tongue drove you crazy. It took some time for you to come, but you were loving every single moment when your orgasm was building. You loved how your erected nipples felt, how you need to stretch your legs. You started to sweat. When you finally came, your hair was soaked in sweat. When you screamed, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' got up and looked at you. His smile was warm and mild this time. He wiped his face from your juices and started to undress.[[It wasn't over...|You lost your second virginity]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $trip=$trip+1>><>Visiting the mall wasn't sentimental at all, but it was a part of being a teenager. You were just wandering and looking at the displays, greeting the people you knew. You bought and ate some ice cream. You were just a bunch of young adults in your natural enviroment. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' felt good in such company, as a pretty girl who knew how to act to draw attention.<><<if $trip lt 3>>Then you went to... <<if not visited("Graveyard")>>[[...the graveyard.|Graveyard]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Park")>>[[...the park.|Park]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Ruins")>>[[...the ruins.|Ruins]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Concert hall")>>[[...the outdoor stage.|Concert hall]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Cafeteria")>>[[..the cafeteria.|Cafeteria]]<</if>><<else>>[[Then you heard the church bells...|Church]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You got excited. Meeting with "Celtic Maidens!" You could take your posters! You could have the CDs! Damn, you could get the autographs of all members of the band! Your heart was racing. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' snorted. "Don't cream your panties, girl," he said. "You shouldn't go, you know it, right?" You looked at him, surprised. "Are you fucking kidding me? Of course, I'm going! How many chances would I have to meet this band? You are ridiculous!" You suddenly got angry. He looked at you carefully. "I have to say, she's smart. Clever trap for you." "What the fuck are you talking about?" "It's another dick they make you want to suck, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. But ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' is smart, so she used your favorite band as a trigger. It's a bait. Maybe she won't lead you to Bimboland, but she'll use you anyway." He was calm and confident, and he could unzip his pants and you were sure that your resistance would be short. You bit your lips. [[Trap or not, you'd go!|Of course you are going]] <<flashy $display>> [[You hesitated.|You hesitate]] <<clever $display>> [[He was right. You wouldn't go.|You won't go]] <<careful $display>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $typeOfGirl =0>><><div class="hintboxOwn">The scene added as ''$10 Patron's'' request.</div>You got the address. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' lived across city. She moved out when you were in elementary school. You got there easily because of the new subway stations, but you realized that before they were opened, the journey to school took her above one hour. You thought that she just picked the ''Rosset's'' and it turned out that this school could fulfill her dreams about being a girl. It was really naive as you were thinking about it now. She probably picked ''Rosset's'' to become a girl. This other district was changing similarly to yours, but faster. The old buildings were replaced by skyscrapers for the offices. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' parents were at home, but they just greeted you without showing interest. They looked extremely mundane. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' flashed you with a smile that made your heart melt. She greeted you with a gentle kiss on the cheek and invited you to her room. <<if $beAgirl==false>>You didn't see it coming. There was no warning. As you crossed the threshold of her room, you felt that your struggle just faded away. You were a girl, you were ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. The acceptance of your fate relaxed you, however, you were aware that you were forced to accept it.<<else>>You looked around the room.<</if>> It wasn't an extremely girly room. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was a real book worm. She had hundreds of books. She had a big wardrobe, of course, and a dressing table that looked like the furniture from the nineteenth century. "''Susan'' will go with us, she took the pictures of me sometimes, you know, for my account," she said. "But she can be discreet, so she won't ruin your meeting with the band." "How do you make it happens, anyway?" you asked. She shrugged. "It wasn't so complicated, honestly. It won't be a private meeting. Some other influencers would be present too. And you had a VIP ticket, so you knew the band. The problem with the influencers is that they rarely know the people they meet, so it was easy to persuade the organizators to let you in. Relax. And sit. I have to take care of your look, girl. You are going to melting the hearts." You sat in front of the dressing table without resistance. It was a good idea, of course. When ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' took the powder, you looked at your reflection. It was the first time since your transformation when you had an opportunity to have a calm reflection about your life. You knew that the style was more important for girls. That the way they dressed or look was a message for a world how to treat them. Of course, it could happen that a bombshell like ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was a book worm, but she was a bombshell for the world anyway. So, what kind of girl you felt you should be for the world? <><<if $typeOfGirl lt 2>><<if not visited("Girly girl") and $beAgirl==true>>[[Girly girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Celtic rocker girl")>>[[Celtic rocker girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Geek girl")>>[[Geek girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Tomboy girl")>>[[Tomboy girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Sexy girl") and $beAgirl==true>>[[Sexy girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Classy girl") and $beAgirl==true>>[[Classy girl]]<</if>><<else>>You stopped the daydreaming. You had... [[...the meeting to attend!|Meet Susan]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>''Susan'' was a second transformed girl hugged on the first day of the school. She got used to her new gender quite quickly. She had a steady boyfriend from a different school what was common among people cursed by the Parity. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' bullied her constantly. Most girls avoided her to not be bullied as well. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' as the second outsider hung out sometimes with her, but it wasn't a friendship. The truth was that she and ''Susan'' didn't have common interests. You were quite surprised to see her as ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' friend. You didn't see them talking. "''<<print $you.maleName>>'', you are really photogenic girl, you know?" she said after she took several photos of you and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. "You should consider some activity in social media." You chuckled. "I would have to lose some bet to do that." "Never know..." You went together. ''Susan'' and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' were discussing some matter about the photo session. It barely interested you. But after a while they changed the subject. They started to talk about ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. "I saw her putting the copybook in her locker," ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' said. ''Susan'' giggled. "And she'll have her first period then. Poor girl." You looked puzzled. "Girls want to give our sweet girl some payback," she said slyly. "''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' won't have homework at Math on Monday." Well, the old hag warned ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' that if he didn't have homework on every lesson, he wouldn't pass. But the other thing bugged you. "And... what about her... umm... period?" Damn, you blushed. Both girls giggled. "You get your first period 7 days after your transformation. Don't be scared, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," she said slyly. "It's just a part of being a girl." It meant that you'd have your first period this Wednesday. It scared you. "I bet ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' will have really painful cramps!" ''Susan'' said vengefully. "What do you think, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''? The first period is the moment when little girl becomes a woman. Let's make this day unforgettable to ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''!" [[Sure, she deserved it.|Bullying Caroline is right]] [[It had gone to far. That was cruel.|Bullying Caroline isn't right]]

<><<set $backto = "Of course you are going">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You bit your lips. "I'll take my chances," you said. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' rolled his eyes. "You didn't hear me, did you?" "You'd go for a meeting with Tom Waits if you had such an opportunity. You should understand me." "I do. I really do. But I saw you drooling at my dick two minutes ago too. Damn. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' knew about this concert. She had to prepare this. And she didn't do a single thing in her life without purpose." He was right, but you wanted to go anyway. He sighed. "I shouldn't let you go. But the choice is yours. Maybe she just wants to bang you. You have to be her wet dream. I'm not against lesbian sex, you know." You thought about the first lesson, and how badly you wanted to see ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' naked. It couldn't compare with the urge to fuck ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', but it was a vivid memory too.[[Then someone knocked into the door.|Claudia and Justin are up]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>"Stop... Stop..." And you stopped instantly, however you felt the sudden anger. But you couldn't be angry with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. He gave you an order and you were an obedient girl. He knew better what you should do. You looked at him, waiting impatiently. You saw the conflict in his eyes. Then he sighed and closed his eyes. "Fuck it... Go on." So you went on. You didn't want him to feel regret that he stopped you. You wanted to ask him to fuck your mouth, but you were sure it would be too much for him. So you wrapped your lips around his cock and caressed his balls and underbelly with your delicate hands. He was moaning helplessly, and it was the sweetest music you ever heard. But he didn't come. He rapidly ordered you to stop. He got up from the bed. There was a pure terror on his face. "''<<print $you.maleName>>'', are you still there?" he said with concern. Then you blinked and shivered. The awareness came back to you. You blushed furiously and looked away. "So, this first-dick-you-see thing is real," he said and sighed.[[He looked around.|This important converstation]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>"Why are you stopping me? Don't you want me?" It was humiliating. You were an attractive girl! Why the fuck did he reject you? <<if visited("Be seducive to Olivier")>>"Two days ago you wanted me very much..."<<else>>"Because... I want you...very...very much..."<</if>> You tried to release yourself from his grasp, but he was stronger than you. It would be really sexy if he wanted to go further! "''<<print $you.maleName>>'', are you still there?" he said with concern. "You were drooling looking at my dick!" Really? That was really weird... Then you blinked and shivered. The awareness came back to you. You realized what you wanted to do. You blushed furiously and looked away. "So, this first-dick-you-see thing is real," he said and sighed. "Can I release you? Don't you do something stupid?" You nodded, embarrassed.[[He released you.|This important converstation]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' had morning wood and you had to admit that his erection was huge. You didn't know what porn video came to his mind when you told him about shemale category, but his manhood was massive. You looked at it totally hypnotized. You wanted it. You wanted it so bad. <<if visited("Suck Olivier's cock")>>You wanted to bring him joy like two days ago.<<else>>You wanted to touch it at last.<</if>> You wanted to taste it. You weren't really into waking by oral sex, but now you thought it could be fun. And surprising ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was one of the pillars of your friendship. You quietly come closer and leaned over. You bit your lips, then you licked them. You felt aroused. You could smell its musky smell. You had a good view of it. You touched it delicately through the fabric. You took a deep breath. <<if $auntie.Defiance gte 3>>Then you finally backed to the senses. You stepped back, feeling dizzy. Your heart was racing, you felt you were blushing furiously. You looked at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', who was looking carefully back at you. He looked conscious. How long was he watching you, when you could only gaze on his dick? [[You sighed.|Resist]]<<elseif $approaches.contains(3) and $approaches.contains(5)>>You took his penis and start to stroke it delicately. [[After the moment, you used your tongue.|Olivier didn't stop you]]<<else>>You took his penis and start to stroke it delicately. He gently, but decidedly put your hand away. You look at him. He looked worried. How long was he watching you, when you could only gaze on his dick? [[You sighed.|Olivier stopped you]]<</if>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $trip=$trip+1>><>You enter the park. <<if visited("Go alone")>>You thought about your way to school on Monday. It seemed to be an eternity now.<<else>>While you were going through, you looked back to the old times. Well, your neighborhood had changed a lot. It wasn't safe then. Drunk, aggressive men bothered the passers-by, even during the day. Your parents constantly reminded you to watch your steps because of shards of broken bottles lying everywhere. At night, no reasonable man dared to go into the park. The cries and shouts reminded you of a horror movie. Nowadays it was a civilized, safe place. Young women jogged here on evenings. There were security guards and clean benches. Even the ruins of Russian forts of the nineteenth century were renovated and adapted for restaurants.<</if>> ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' hold hands and it felt just natural during the warm, April day. The young, loving couple in the park, surrounded by the passer-by, dogs, and children. They looked so happy now. You realized that ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' was restoring a control. She was upset by the yesterday's events, but as you just were spending time together, she felt more and more comfortable. You felt you shouldn't be happy about it.<><<if $trip lt 3>>Then you went to... <<if not visited("Graveyard")>>[[...the graveyard.|Graveyard]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Ruins")>>[[...the ruins.|Ruins]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Mall")>>[[...the mall.|Mall]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Concert hall")>>[[...the outdoor stage.|Concert hall]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Cafeteria")>>[[..the cafeteria.|Cafeteria]]<</if>><<else>>[[Then you heard the church bells...|Church]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You hid your face in your hands. "Fuck... Fuck... Fuck..." "It's not your fault, you know..." You snorted, feeling the tears in your eyes. "I know it's hard. I feel those urges too... You are strong." You didn't feel strong. You felt tired and embarrassed. You looked at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. His calmness relaxed you a little. "This is so fucked up." "Yeah, we both have to be careful. And we will, I promise."[[He got up.|This important converstation]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><><div align="center"><h2>Chapter 6</h2></div>You weren't really a light sleeper. But your friends were. You were talking in your sleep and waking up rapidly. And as a kid, you sleepwalked. It was even more embarrassing because it was more common when you spent a night away from home. You didn't sleep well away from your bed. This night wasn't different. You were sure that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' didn't sleep well because of you. You were wriggling, sighing, waking up rapidly, and drinking water constantly. You couldn't fall into the deep sleep. You were getting only more tired. Suddenly, you woke up with the certainty that something weird was happening. You looked around. It wasn't dark anymore, but as was the middle of the night, it wasn't sunlight. There was a glow that seemed to have a source in the hall. You stood up and went to the door. The glow was increasing. "What's happening?" ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' asked. "Don't you see it?" "What?" "The glow. Don't you see it?" He yawned. "Come back to bed."[[You obeyed.|Stay in bed]] [[You had to check it.|Check it]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $trip=$trip+1>><<set $auntie.baseDefiance = $auntie.baseDefiance+1>><<set $auntie.Defiance=$auntie.Defiance+1>><>As your district changed, most of the ruins you were playing were replaced by new buildings or just demolished. So you needed some time to find one you could actually enter. You told ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' some stories about your adventures. About junkies and homeless people who were chasing you here. About the cats that were born here and you were looking after them. And about the objects from the past, you still could find them there. She didn't like most of those stories. They sounded ridiculously for her. She looked sometimes at ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' to confirm that you or ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' didn't joke. His mild smile made her worried and anxious for sure. But for you it was the great moment to remind you that you still have the same memories you could share with your friends. ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' was the same wild kid you remembered ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' was.<><<if $trip lt 3>>Then you went to... <<if not visited("Graveyard")>>[[...the graveyard.|Graveyard]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Park")>>[[...the park.|Park]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Mall")>>[[...the mall.|Mall]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Concert hall")>>[[...the outdoor stage.|Concert hall]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Cafeteria")>>[[..the cafeteria.|Cafeteria]]<</if>><<else>>[[Then you heard the church bells...|Church]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You didn't knew that influencers could afford to book the rooms in such luxury hotels. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' took you to hotel in the city center. It was a huge skyscraper. Her room was on the 16th floor, so the view was amazing. You looked around the room. The first thing you thought was that the furniture and decorations were so expensive that you had to be careful to not smash anything. The room was big. The double bed was big too. "Let's check the jacuzzi," ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' said slyly. The bathroom was nearly as big as the room. The jacuzzi was big enough for four people to get in. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' left you for a moment. You thought about what could happen in this place. How many people had sex here? How many drugs did they take? ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' came back with a bottle of wine and two glasses. She kissed you delicately. "Let's try the jaccuzzi. Can you unzip my dress?" She turned around. Your fingers were shivering a little. Her closeness dazed you. Her beautiful hair, the subtle of her shoulders, the smell of her perfumes. You unzip her dress, admiring her smooth bath. She turned around to face you, flashing you with her angelic smile. "Thanks, girl. Now, what do you think? You seem to be so lost if your thoughts..." She started to play with your hair. You cleared your throat. "I... I don't have a swimsuit," you managed to say. Then you blushed furiously realizing how stupid it sounded. "What a shame..." she whispered and started to undress you.[[You let things happened.|Be submissive in sex with Martha]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $typeOfGirl =$typeOfGirl+1>><>When you were observing ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' applying you a make-up, you could only think how sexy she was. You remembered her as a boy and you sometimes couldn't believe how she was acting now. She wasn't a slut. Her charm was classy, but her moves had some hidden erotism. You used to peek at her when you were in a relationship and it didn't mean you were unfaithful or that you wanted to cheat. It was just... You couldn't even name it properly. But you wanted it. You weren't jealous, you didn't envy her. But you wanted to achieve what she achieved. You wanted that power that made people depended on you. You wanted to be noticed as a promise, and you wanted to decide if this promise will be fulfilled. <><<if $typeOfGirl lt 2>><<if not visited("Girly girl") and $beAgirl==true>>[[Girly girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Celtic rocker girl")>>[[Celtic rocker girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Geek girl")>>[[Geek girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Tomboy girl")>>[[Tomboy girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Classy girl") and $beAgirl==true>>[[Classy girl]]<</if>><<else>>You stopped the daydreaming. You had... [[...the meeting to attend!|Meet Susan]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You went to the station. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' of course wanted to carry his backpack and pull ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'s'' suitcase, but ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' protested. It used to be your role, but you were sure that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' wouldn't allow a girl to help him. The double standards once again. "Someday nobody will give a shit and you'll break your spine..." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' muttered. <<if visited("The trip")>>It turned out that ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' wanted to continue the conversation about the revelations. When she asked ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', he smiled mischeviously. "I knew that sex in the background would interest you. I also read the Song of Songs during the catechesis," he sneered. <<else>>It turned out that ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' told about the revelations during this day and your friend mentioned the story of your parents. You weren't really happy about it, but if ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' was going to be ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' girlfriend, she would probably hear it anyway. <</if>>"You probably noticed that ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'s'' parents are quite young. In fact, the information that ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' will come to this world was a quite surprise to them. They were just college kids and mr ''Peter'' wasn't too careful... But God intervened Himself!" You pulled a face. "Seriously?" He chuckled. "Maybe I exaggerate a little. But well. It's the story about the revelation, isn't it? You see, ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'', ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'s'' father had friends. They even started a band in high school. They all died in the car accident because the driver didn't show up and they decided to drive drunk. And the driver didn't show up because he was fucking future ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'s'' mother all evening." You sighed. You remembered how ''Stan'' told this story two years ago, in the mountains. He didn't die because he was waiting for your father outside your grandfather's house. "It's really nice story but..." "Wait. ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'s'' father blamed himself for the death of his friends. He even considered suicide. Weeks passed. Then the miracle happened. He heard the church bells and decided to go. There was a mass there. There was a lecture from the Exodus. ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'s'' father took the business personally. And when God ordered Moses to wear off his sandals, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'s'' father took off his shoes. And then God said that He would fight for him. After that, his phone rang. His girlfriend called and told him that she was pregnant. You would tell that it was rather a strange way to show support, but ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'s'' father actually felt that he had a new purpose in life. He's a great guy and if he believes in such things - I'm fine with this. But it could be just a coincidence, couldn't it?" You got lost in your thoughts. Your father really was a faithful person, but it was a faith in the not confessional way - he sometimes meditated and painting the mandalas. You could imagine him as he would pray in the way Tevye from "The Fiddler in the roof" did. Surely his faith wasn't as uncompromising as ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'s''. It seemed that ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' had a great time together, arguing and discussing. They continued their conversation even on the platform, where the train was already waiting. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' smiled to you. "So... Goodbye."[[You hugged him.|Hug for goodbye]] [[You kissed him.|Kiss for goodbye]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' sighed. "I see nothing. It must have been a dream. Relax." Probably he was right. You closed your eyes. You hated your nightmares. Luckily, you stopped sleep-walking at least. You remembered how scared your parents were when you went to the balcony in your grandmother's flat... ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' turned to you and stroked your hair. "Nothing's gonna harm you, not while I'm around..." he sang quietly and you rolled your eyes. "Sure, you'd protect me from a demonic Johnny Depp." "I'm better singer than him." You chuckled. Eventually, you fell asleep. There was 8:30 AM when you woke up. Then something else drew your attention. It was ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s...''[[...morning wood.|Olivier's morning wood]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You decided to stay with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. You didn't remember when you were in church last time. You received the elementary Catholic education, but you never were a religious person. Your father attended the masses, but even when you were a kid he preferred to attend them alone, without you. When your mother became a chairwoman, she wanted you to show more religious enthusiasm, but you laughed at her with the silent support of your father. The church was surrounded by a garden that was earlier a graveyard. As you saw blooming flowers and a lot of insects flying around, you finally believed that Spring came. You sat on the bench, enjoying the moment of relaxation and sunny weather. But it didn't last long. You had this feeling that someone observed you. You looked around and noticed the familiar face. <<if $justinConnection == false>>It was ''<<print $they.davidName>>'', the man from your dreams! Even the suit was similar. He was looking straight at you and even waved.<<else>>''<<print $they.davidName>>'' was looking straight at you and even waved.<</if>> Then he got into the car. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' looked at you. He was checking his phone, so he didn't notice ''<<print $they.davidName>>''. "Something happend?" he asked. "You look like you saw a ghost."[[You told him.|Tell Olivier]] <<quick $display>> [[You didn't tell him.|Tell nothing about David]] <<sneaky $display>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><><<if not visited("You suck Olivier's cock")>>His penis was ready for you. It was a big show for you. You took it into your delicate hands. You tried to not hurry. You rubbed and stroked it delicately. You caressed it and balls. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' sighed. You knew it was the first time for him and that made you excited. You were happy you were his first girl. As a girl, he was far more experienced than you. Now you were equal. You licked his penis. The musky taste was odd, but you thought it would be worse. You were licking delicately, stopping for a moment, and looked up at his face. It was incredible. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was far bigger than you. You felt so small in his company. Yet you controlled him completely and used that power to bring him joy. You loved how hoarsely he breathed. You felt excited seeing him clenching his fists and biting his lips. You stopped for a moment and smiled mischievously. He smirked. Then you continued, barely touching his penis with your tongue. He shivered. You wanted to hear his moan. When you lightly touched his balls, he gasped. Then finally he moaned. You giggled and sucked him more vigorously. You were licking for a whole length of his cock. Once he let a moan escape, he couldn't resist. His moaning made you terribly wet. Finally, he came. You were splashed with his warm sperm, sticking to your cheeks and lips. He gasped and sat down on the bed. He looked at you and smiled.<<else>>You were getting better in oral sex. You weren't so impatient like earlier. You gave him a little show. You could feel that the way you were looking and smiling at him turned him on even more. You weren't hurrying. Your lips and tongue methodically were moving across his cock, while your hands were caressing his buttocks. You even squeezed them a little, making his hips moved. The sounds you made during the sucking were driving you both crazy. You didn't break the eye contact even when he was finally moaning and gasping. Then he came, erupting in your mouth. You smiled with his sperm on your lips.<</if>>[[It wasn't over...|You lost your second virginity]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You knew ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' well. You knew his stubbornness and you knew one of the reasons he still wore these old clothes. He achieved many things already. Since elementary school, he had won many competitions. He earned a few scholarships and someplace in society. But he still thought that he belonged to the gutter. He wanted to remind people from the middle and upper class that the excluded still existed. He had this stubborn pride. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' apparently didn't understand his struggle. You remembered that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' said once that his girlfriend wanted him to cosplay the rich kid. Clearly, they needed to talk more about certain things. "My parents want to see you, not your clothes," you said shrugging. "They were shocked enough to see ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' without glasses." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' smiled at you, ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' nodded and left. Probably your parents just lost in her eyes. She had to think about them as people similar to her parents, as they paid for her boyfriend's school. Well, having money didn't change everybody.[[Breakfast]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $marthaRelation.push("the Parity")>><>You chuckled. "What is it?" "I, you and ''Susan''." you replied. "Three transformed girls at the closed meeting of the popular band. What a coincidence... No one of us would be there if we weren't hugged." She smirked. "Of course we wouldn't. But why do you call it a coincidence? It's everything but a coincidence." Oh, you activated her pert mode again. So, there was a time for a lecture... "Enlighten me, mistress," you said ironically. She ignored your sarcasm. "The fulfillment of the wishes is the part of the Parity. If we have a successful life, we won't struggle, so it could feed on us. ''Susan'' is a great photographer, I gained the popularity I thought I deserve..." "And me? The meeting with a band looks a little low." She giggled. "Sure it does. But it's just a beginning." "The beginning of feeding on me..." you whispered, sighing. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' took your hand and smiled. "Everything comes with a cost, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. You'll see that the Parity is quite generous."<<if $marthaRelation.length lt 3>><><<if not visited("Drink first")>>[[You ordered some wine.|Drink first]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Talk about your common interests")>>[[You talked about your common interests.|Talk about your common interests]] <</if>><><<else>>[[You finished.|After date]]<</if>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $marthaRelation.push("friendship")>><>It turned out that you and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' had many common interests. You didn't suspect that she was such Tolkien's fan. She even read more of his books than you! And she read his published letters! You both shared your fears about the upcoming tv series and complained about Peter Jackson's decision to remove Tom Bombadil from the adaptation. You both wanted to visit New Zealand. You were surprised how ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' seemed to be engaged in this conversation. You thought how lonely she was. She had the perfect body, she was smart and confident, yet she couldn't bond with people. She probably had more sexual partners than people she could call friends. She was grateful for this conversation. She was happy. She was happy because of you.<<if $marthaRelation.length lt 3>><><<if not visited("Drink first")>>[[You ordered some wine.|Drink first]] <</if>><<if not visited("Talk about the Parity")>>[[You talked about the Parity.|Talk about the Parity]] <</if>> <><<else>>[[You finished.|After date]]<</if>>

<><<set $backto = "Tell Olivier">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>"Do you see this guy?" you asked and pointed. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' looked at him, then at you. "Sure I see him," he answered."It's this guy who plays an occultist. I met him after my transformation." His calm voice surprised you. He chuckled. "What?" "Did you know he lives in the neighborhood?" "No, but it makes sense. Probably he has to perform some rituals close to ''Auntie.''" <<if $justinConnection == true>><<if visited("Tell him everything")>>"I think ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' knows him. He noticed him and he looked afraid." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' eyes bulged out. "Are you sure? How?" "I will ask ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' if I get a chance. O, I've got an idea! Can you distract ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''? You will laugh at the using the guitars in liturgy or something..." "When have you become so funny?"<<else>>You thought that you maybe should tell ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' about your observation, but you changed your mind. It could be unimportant.<</if>><<else>>That made sense.<</if>> You tried to have the small-talk, but ''<<print $they.davidName>>'s'' presence worried you. Thankfully, the Saturday masses were short. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' joined you after 30 minutes. You checked the time on your phone. It was time to go for...[[...dinner with your parents.|Dinner with your parents and Justin]]

<><<set $backto = "Tell him everything">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>It took you a moment, but you started to talk. There was something liberating in this... confession. You told with the details about your transformation, about the dreams and about your feelings. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' didn't interrupt you. "You know, you'll have to tell me everything as well," you said. He looked away. "Sure." It took you another 15 minutes to finish your story. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' seemed to be lost in his thoughts. "So, what do you think?" you asked after the moment of silence. He hesitated. "It hit you harder than it hit me," he said. "I mean, yeah, I am sometimes a horny bastard, and girls are hot. Hotter than I thought earlier. You know, I was no homophobic..." And he called the lesbian sex the most effective form of contraception. "...but I have only one dream and I am mosty myself. So it's something they did to you when they decided to transform you. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' or ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. Or both of them." <<if $martha.Attraction ==1>>Then your phone buzzed. You got the message from ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. "Speaking of the devil... HOLY SHIT!" You read the message again, shocked. Then you showed it to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. "Wanna meet "Celtic Maidens"? I have the meeting with them at 1 P.M." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' looked at you... [[...with concern.|Martha's offer you the meeting with band]]<<else>>[[Then someone knocked into the door.|Claudia and Justin are up]]<</if>>

<><<set $backto = "Tell him minimum">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You hesitated for a moment. You realized you didn't want ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' to know about everything. So you didn't go into detail, but you said something. <<if $approaches.contains(2) and $approaches.contains(6) or $approaches.contains(1) and $approaches.contains(6)>>"It hit you harder than it hit me," he said. "I mean, yeah, I am sometimes a horny bastard, and girls are hot. Hotter than I thought earlier. You know, I was no homophobic..." And he called the lesbian sex the most effective form of contraception. "...but I have only one dream and I am mosty myself. So it's something they did to you when they decided to transform you. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' or ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. Or both of them."<<else>>He was listening to you with odd look. Then he snorted. "I wish you trusted me enough to be honest with me," he said. You blushed. "It's not like that," you protested. "I try to figure it out myself. I'm... I'm not ready, that's all." He sighed. "Well, it hit you harder than it hit me, for sure. But I'm here for you, you know." "I know." But you thought how reckless he could be.<</if>> <<if $martha.Attraction ==1>>Then your phone buzzed. You got the message from ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. "Speaking of the devil... HOLY SHIT!" You read the message again, shocked. Then you showed it to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. "Wanna meet "Celtic Maidens"? I have the meeting with them at 1 P.M." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' looked at you... [[...with concern.|Martha's offer you the meeting with band]]<<else>>[[Then someone knocked into the door.|Claudia and Justin are up]]<</if>>

<><<set $backto = "Tell nothing about David">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You pretended to see nothing. You weren't some horror character who needed to react and opened all doors. Most of them were closed for your safety. So you spent 30 minutes on chatting with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. Surprisingly, you didn't talk about the Parity. He told you about his summer plans - he even as a girl worked sometimes in the warehouse. Apparently, as a boy was more useful. He could even work all summer. "I need some cash for the guitar, you know. It's time to start a band." <<if visited("Think of Olivier")>>That reminded you your daydream about him.<<else>>One thing was certain - ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' plans to become a musician didn't change.<</if>> You hoped he would eventually fulfill his dreams. He dreamed about that carrier for years and he worked very hard to achieve his goals. Thankfully, the Saturday masses were short. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' joined you after 30 minutes. You checked the time on your phone. It was time to go for...[[...dinner with your parents.|Dinner with your parents and Justin]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You looked away. Kissing her was too much, at least for now. You hesitated for a moment. "Well, I should probably go back," you said. "I know that you are pretty and you have magic powers to do everything you want, but let me know if you... well... if I can do something for you. To repay you." As you ignored the obvious way it sounded stupid, but she smiled. She liked the moment of your lack of confidence. Her smile got wider as she came closer to you. "We can have more fun, you know," she said. She touched your hair and started to play with it. "I have the room booked until tomorrow, you know. I think we both deserve to get some dinner and fine wine." The vision of spending the rest of the day with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was tempting in fact. But you had some obligations, didn't you?[[Yes...|You are a woman of your word]] [[Fuck them.|Date with Martha]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You had to admit to yourself that you didn't know what to think about ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. She could be sweet and friendly. But there was some coldness in her. She was sure that she was always right. You noticed that she was sometimes similar to ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. But there was also a huge difference between them. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' cared about you and she respected your opinions. She could tell that she was sorry. And this difference was enough to give her a chance. You had a great time with her. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' arranged this evening for you. She showed that you were important to her. And even she had some power over you, she didn't use it against you. You had to admit - you felt safe in her company and it was probably the weirdest part of this evening. You realized that you were silent for a moment. She was smiling at you, but you noticed that she felt unsure. "Sooo... What now?" she asked, trying to be condident. "I have a room in a hotel booked for a tomorow session... Do you want to see it?" The offer was obvious. You felt that your heart started to race. You were responding for this proposition...[[No, you went home.|Evening on your own]] [[So... Sex after the first date.|Sex with Martha]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $meeting =0>><>You went to the conference center. It turned out that nobody added you to the list, but ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' confidently requested for a meeting with a host and he let you in. As you were adult only for several months, such situation was a big deal for you. There were about 40 people. Most of them were journalists, but there were some younger people about your age. Two boys greeted ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. ''Susan'' explained to you that there were influencers she cooperated with sometimes. They checked you out, but as you didn't seem to recognize them, they left. Well, vanity was Satan's favorite sin, wasn't it? And then they came! The most important 6 people in your world! The audience was squeaking, whistling, and cheering, but you noticed it was an act for their channels and accounts. After the moment, you saw someone watching the video and wincing. Posers. But they weren't important at all. You realized that most of the influencers were barely interested in talking to the band. The first of them left the meeting after 3 of 4 minutes. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was smiling at you, clearly enjoying the moment. You were so excited. What did you do?[[You giggled a lot]] [[You asked about some lyrics]] [[You took all the autographs]] [[You took some selfies]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $trip=0>><>That trip seemed to be a total waste of time. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' wanted to show ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' the places that were important to him, the place where you all rose up. Surprisingly, it was her idea and even showed some interest, but you were sure it was just the game. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' continued her argument about the religion with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. You and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' were sighing and rolling your eyes constantly, but both opponents really liked the audience and they kept asking for the confirmation or the opinion, so you couldn't just talk about something else. They were discussing revelations. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' told about her best friend who started to learn ancient Hebrew because she claimed that God was talking to her in this language. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' laughed so hard that he startled the birds. "Why is it easier for you to believe that Devil can intervene in the world?" she asked. "Because I like more Al Pacino than Morgan Freeman," he snapped back. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' needed to explain the references to her. She snorted. "You keep sneering. You believe in something, maybe even in somebody. Seriously. Didn't you heard about something that shook your assurance?" He chuckled, then he looked at you. "Sure I heard," he said. "But you won't like it. It's revelation with sex in the background." She frowned. "I know people have sex, go on," she answered, but you noticed that she said "sex" quieter. You realized which one story wanted to tell and sighed. Sometimes you wished that uncle ''Stan'' wouldn't tell you a story about your parents. "Guys, maybe later," ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' said. "We agreed we would have a sentimental trip." The most important places for you. Sure. Without any doubts you chose...<><<if $trip lt 3>><<if not visited("Graveyard")>>[[...the graveyard.|Graveyard]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Park")>>[[...the park.|Park]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Ruins")>>[[...the ruins.|Ruins]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Mall")>>[[...the mall.|Mall]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Concert hall")>>[[...the outdoor stage.|Concert hall]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Cafeteria")>>[[..the cafeteria.|Cafeteria]]<</if>><<else>>[[Then you heard the church bells...|Church]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' quickly wore pants and the hodie. He even covered himself with blanket. It was warm, so you thought that he wouldn't last long. He gave you worried look. "Fucking ''Auntie''," he muttered. "I won't use you, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''<<if not visited("Olivier didn't stop you")>>.<<else>>. That won't repeat, I'm sorry.<</if>>" <<if $beAgirl==true>>"''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," you corrected him. "Whenever you have some problem with me, you keep calling me ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. It won't work, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''."<<else>>Well, that was a relief.<</if>> You sighed. "Well, at least it's you, not ''<<print $they.robertName>>''," you said. He pulled a face. "I don't really see a difference. You are forced to do that what you wouldn't do normally. It's sick. I'm not a prude, you know. You are an adult and you should have sex with whoever you want. But - exactly - you have to want it. I am just another tool of this fucking curse." He was right, but he was still so fucking hot right now when he was so worried and concerned about you. "I'm not leaving it like this," he said seriously. "Tell me everything that I could miss about your hugging."[[You told him everything.|Tell him everything]] <<quick $display>> [[You told him... something.|Tell him minimum]] <<sneaky $display>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $typeOfGirl =$typeOfGirl+1>><>You changed a lot, of course, but it didn't force you to act differently. As you weren't a macho/jock type, you could act like you used to even as a girl. As you thought about it, you felt some relief. There was another step to restore control over your life. You'd decide how you look and how you act. Nobody would force you to change things you didn't want to change. Turning from a boy to a tomboy was of course quite ironic, but you could live with it. Probably you couldn't avoid some occasions when you would wear a dress or skirt, but you wouldn't waste most of your time taking care of your appearance. You rose up with ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', she was a great example of a girl who chose her path. You could be as strong as she was. <><<if $typeOfGirl lt 2>><<if not visited("Girly girl") and $beAgirl==true>>[[Girly girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Celtic rocker girl")>>[[Celtic rocker girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Geek girl")>>[[Geek girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Sexy girl") and $beAgirl==true>>[[Sexy girl]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Classy girl") and $beAgirl==true>>[[Classy girl]]<</if>><<else>>You stopped the daydreaming. You had... [[...the meeting to attend!|Meet Susan]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>As ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' kitchen was a little too small for three people, and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' went to the bathroom, you decided to wait for the breakfast in the ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' parents' room. Your help was limited to to take the glasses and plates. You heard ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' buzzing. It lasted long. Then it started to buzz again. You thought it could be an alarm clock, so you took it to turned it off - as you didn't know PIN it was the only thing you thought you could do. But it wasn't an alarm clock. You saw that there were 9 missing calls from a contact named "Don't pick up!". You could read also the beginning of the message. "I know you are in town..." Well, the list of people in ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' life who could be marked this way was quite long. His cousins and mother in the first place, the neighbors in the second. Maybe some importunate parents of his former scouts as there were a lot of people who tried to take advantage of his willingness to help and the good heart. Maybe some people from his community wanted to use him too. It was a good sign that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' learned to not picking every phone and gained some assertiveness. It was the lesson your mother tried to teach him, but he was too idealistic - and naive - to listen to her. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' went from the bathroom and went to the kitchen. You heard the muffled voices. She was upset about something again. You pulled a face. What a princess... Then everyone went to the room.[[Breakfast]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You gave ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' a weak smile. "The promise is a promise." She rolled her eyes. "Never date a scoutgirl," she said slyly. "Sure, I get it. It would be weird if your friends would hang out with your parents without you." You chuckled. You were sure that would happen sooner or later. "But be prepare to reschedule sometimes," she added. She leaned over you and whispered: "I don't like to share, you know." You shivered a little but smiled back. You took a tramp. Your heart was racing as you were thinking about the meeting with the band. Yeah, the dreams could be fulfilled...[[You came home.|Dinner with your parents and Justin]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $meeting = $meeting+1>><>You tried to use the opportunity. You discussed some lyrics with the band. Many lyrics were actually folk songs, but you were curious why they used one variant of the text among the others. The band members were quite surprised that somebody asked about it. You surely were one of the few people of your country that actually knew the other versions of "Eppie Morrie". Moreover, you were a teenage girl that was discussing the lyrics of the song about the rape attempt. They surely would talk about you after the meeting! You noticed that ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was looking at you. You realized she liked your nerdy side. You smiled back at her. You could be a groupie, but it didn't mean you have to forget about important things! <><<if $meeting lt 3>><<if not visited("You giggled a lot")>>[[You giggled a lot]] <</if>> <<if not visited("You took all the autographs")>>[[You took all the autographs]] <</if>> <<if not visited("You took some selfies")>>[[You took some selfies]] <</if>> <<else>>The time flowed quickly. It seemed that only a few minutes passed when the manager of the band announced that the time was over. You sighed. Well, maybe it was a time. You had a dinner with your friends and parents, you shouldn't be late. As ''Susan'' lived nearby, you and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''... [[...walked her home.|After meeting]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $meeting = $meeting+1>><>The excitement you felt overwhelmed you. You were dizzy. Most of the time you understood half of the word. Of course, the band members spoke in the foreign language, but you passed the FCE exam, so you should follow the conversation. But you were too happy. So you were smiling and giggling a lot. You claimed yourself a mature, devoted fan, you checked the context of the lyrics, you were really into the Celtic folk. But you were sure that you made an impression of the giggling, pretty groupie. Well, it seemed they didn't care if you were a little airhead. You felt like one for sure. They treated you as a young, pretty woman. You were sure that Rick even flirted with you a little, but you were so excited that you couldn't go further if he even wanted to. You just giggled and blushed helplessly. Damn, what a girl you were sometimes. <><<if $meeting lt 3>> <<if not visited("You asked about some lyrics")>>[[You asked about some lyrics]] <</if>> <<if not visited("You took all the autographs")>>[[You took all the autographs]] <</if>> <<if not visited("You took some selfies")>>[[You took some selfies]] <</if>> <<else>>The time flowed quickly. It seemed that only a few minutes passed when the manager of the band announced that the time was over. You sighed. Well, maybe it was a time. You had a dinner with your friends and parents, you shouldn't be late. As ''Susan'' lived nearby, you and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''... [[...walked her home.|After meeting]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You had to admit to yourself that you didn't know what to think about ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. She could be sweet and friendly. But there was some coldness in her. She was sure that she was always right. You noticed that she was sometimes similar to ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. But there was also a huge difference between them. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' cared about you and she respected your opinions. She could tell that she was sorry. But summing everything up, you weren't sure if you wanted to have closer relations with her. It would be an emotional rollercoaster, for sure. Her powers wouldn't make it easier. You weren't sure if you could be treated as equal. You realized that you were silent for a moment. She was smiling at you, but you noticed that she felt unsure. "Sooo... What now?" she asked, trying to be condident. "I have a room in a hotel booked for a tomorow session... Do you want to see it?" The offer was obvious. You felt that your heart started to race. You were responding for this proposition...[[No, you went home.|Evening on your own]] [[So... Sex after the first date.|Sex with Martha]]

<><<set $backto = "You hesitate">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>Maybe ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was right. But... It was a lifetime opportunity! He rolled his eyes. "At least think about it, ok? If you want to the proof about ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' intentions, just talk to ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''." You weren't sure that you should blame ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' always was hurting herself. "What do you think can happen if I go with her?" He sighed and shrugged. "How can I know? But it's weird. She doesn't care about anybody except her. She transformed you. You are probably her favorite lab rat right now." "She said she did that to protect me from ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. She intervened, just like you did." He bit his lip. "I have a bad feeling about this." Yeah, he could be right. But you wanted to see "Celtic Maidens"...[[Then someone knocked into the door.|Claudia and Justin are up]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You knew that wasn't over. You were going to have sex! That thought was flashing you. You felt excitement that made you felt like before your first time with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. This disbelief that you'd finally do what you were fantasizing about for a lot of time. This terror that something would ruin the moment. And this shock of fulfillment, when you finally penetrated her. Of course, now it was different. You felt weaker, yet safer. As a man, you were worried if you handled it, as a girl you were trusting that your partner would do everything right. And damn, you were right. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' had of course no problem with taking off your bra. He was undressing you quickly. You noticed his rush and impatience what surprised you a little. He seemed earlier to be cool about sexual encounters with you. Well, he got hornier, or maybe he wanted you more as you seemed to be unaffected by the Parity. He wanted you. You could tell it. And you loved every single moment. As you were finally naked, he stopped for a moment. He was admiring you. "Damn, you are so perfect," he muttered."Fucking masterpiece." You smiled at him. He looked very good too. And when he wore off his pants and boxers, he looked only better. However he was kissing your breasts and stomach, he was caressing your buttocks more and more. The way he squeezed them was affecting your vagina and made you hornier. You were moaning constantly. You were waiting for the moment he would finally enter you. Then he did it. It was a smooth move. You gasped and grabbed his back. He was penetrating you slowly and deeply, and you could only moan helplessly. You hold him desperately. You wanted to smile at him, but you weren't able even to say his name. You were in complete bliss. You came before him. A load of your juices soaked his manhood and balls. When he heard your orgasmic moan, he hurried up. You barely felt it, overwhelming by a feeling. But then you felt his hot sperm in your vagina and his loud, low moan. He gasped and laid over you. So you were a woman now.<div align="center"><h4>The end of chapter 6</h4></div>[[The summary of chapter 6.|Chapter 6 summary]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $meeting = $meeting+1>><>You realized you forgot to take anything to get the autographs! Of course, some influencers tried to be funny asking the members of the band to sign on their shirts (or, being more specifically, on their breasts), but it wasn't really a way to express your devotion to the "Celtic Maiden". Some CD... or poster... "What happened?" ''Susan'' asked. When you told her, she took the copybook and ripped some pages. You hugged her. The members of the band were extremely polite to you, as you seemed to be a normal fan, not some guy or girl that wanted to get some popularity. The dedications were quite long. The leader asked you if you had a favorite song, and then he wrote down the whole lyrics of it. You could say he enjoyed the happiness he brought to you. <><<if $meeting lt 3>><<if not visited("You giggled a lot")>>[[You giggled a lot]] <</if>> <<if not visited("You asked about some lyrics")>>[[You asked about some lyrics]] <</if>> <<if not visited("You took some selfies")>>[[You took some selfies]] <</if>> <<else>>The time flowed quickly. It seemed that only a few minutes passed when the manager of the band announced that the time was over. You sighed. Well, maybe it was a time. You had dinner with your friends and parents, you shouldn't be late. As ''Susan'' lived nearby, you and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''... [[...walked her home.|After meeting]]<</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<feminineHabits $player>><<set $meeting = $meeting+1>><>You asked ''Susan'' to show you her photos and you were quite surprised how professionally they looked. You noticed that ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' treated ''Susan'' with a respect that wasn't common. Well, she perhaps respected people who had the skills she didn't have. She had a good phone, so she took some selfies that were quite good. The selfies. Of course, not only girls took them, but they did it more often than boys. You couldn't remember if you took any in your life. But it felt so natural. When the leader of the band finished the conversation with some influencer, you went and asked politely if he took a photo with you. He smiled. It took you some moment to set the right settings. You remembered that physical contact could be frowned upon, but you didn't protest as he put his arm on your shoulder. The camera light flashed. You made another two photos and thank him. He smiled back, probably thinking about the airhead teenage girls. It didn't matter. You shared the photo on social media. <><<if $meeting lt 3>><<if not visited("You giggled a lot")>>[[You giggled a lot]] <</if>> <<if not visited("You asked about some lyrics")>>[[You asked about some lyrics]] <</if>> <<if not visited("You took all the autographs")>>[[You took all the autographs]] <</if>> <<else>>The time flowed quickly. It seemed that only a few minutes passed when the manager of the band announced that the time was over. You sighed. Well, maybe it was a time. You had a dinner with your friends and parents, you shouldn't be late. As ''Susan'' lived nearby, you and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''... [[...walked her home.|After meeting]]<</if>><>

<><<set $backto = "You won't go">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $auntie.baseDefiance = $auntie.baseDefiance+1>><<set $auntie.Defiance=$auntie.Defiance+1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was right. You nodded slowly. Then you sighed. "You... You are right. I... I won't go... I will stay..." You felt the tears in your eyes. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' hugged you. "Good, master Frodo. Throw this fucking ring into the fire. It's fucked enough without you being sexy Gollum." You sighed. "Damn, "Celtic Maidens"..." "Ireland is not so far. The tickets are cheap. You will see them someday without risking your soul, I promise."[[Then someone knocked into the door.|Claudia and Justin are up]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>Your father sighed, holding the guitar. "I am not good at speeches, you know, and my wife isn't a help at all," he begun. "Just keep the eye contact, darling," your mother answered. "You know, for you your whole life seems to be long, but for us... Well, let's say I'm quite surprised how quickly you grew up. I know, I know, you are hearing this stuff all the time. "When did you grow so tall", "I remember you in the diapers" and so on. But yeah, as an adult you just see those things this way. Time rushes up. And you are adults now. All of you. Amazing." He was touched. He cleared his throat. He opened, then closed his mouth. He shook his head and chuckled. "Ah, whatever. I have to put it simpler," he said. "''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', I want you to keep this guitar. We - my wife and I - always tried to help all of you to fulfill your dreams. I'm glad that you followed the path of the music. My life went the other way, but I believe that I would see your success." He actually had tears in his eyes and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' had too. You knew how noticing and praising were important to him. Your friend was speechless. He bubbled something and took the guitar. His hands shivered. When he sat back next to you, you heard him whispering: "Wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles..." Then you noticed that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' became uptight and anxious. It was weird for him. If there was a place he could name home, it'd be your parents' flat. But something evidently... [[...was bugging him.|Justin is embarrassed]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You went with him to his apartment. You barely had time to take off your shoes, when ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' pushed you on the wall and started to kiss you. You were kissing him back, hard and desperately. He put his hands on your buttocks and squeezed them. You gasped. It was a long way to his bed. You helped him to get off his shirt and undershirt. When you sit on the bed, the first piece of cloth he took off from you was your socks. He was caressing your feet for a moment and even kissed them. He gave this wry smile that made you tingled. You kissed him. Then he started to kiss your neck and ears. You moaned. Your hands were wandering through his bare chest and muscular back. "I... want... you," he whispered and this tone drove you crazy. "You, understand? Not some fucking sex doll made for ''Auntie''. Can you do this? Can you be yourself?" Something strange happened. You felt soberer, more aware. You still were wet and horny. You still wanted him. But... "There is only way to find out," you said and unzipped his pants. Then you took his already soaked in pre-cum penis. It was his turn to moan. With relief, you realized that you weren't so obsessed that you were in the morning. You were still you. But you made your best Pennywise smile and drooled to fool around. "Beep beep, Richie." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' chuckled. "Wonderful. Now, let's find out if you are so uptight because you didn't have good sex for a while." You rolled your eyes. Then he made you lay on your back and went further...[[You sucked his dick.|Suck Olivier's dick]] [[You let him lick your pussy.|Let Olivier lick your pussy]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You sighed. "Sure, I'll help you," you said without enthusiasm. "But we both will regret it." He smiled wryly. He looked more relaxed. "Oh, I missed your optimism. But thanks, I appreciate it. Really.." You smiled back. "Well, I wish I could miss your soft heart and naive sentimentalism," you snapped back. "But there always will be some poor orphans and widows you want to help. Strangely, you haven't remained a scout. Maybe you will back. They won't make you wear a skirt anymore!" You both laughed, even if it was a little forced laughter. You noticed that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was a little embarrassed. As he wanted to be seen as a tough person, such jokes exposed him. You laughed even harder. But it wasn't the only important conversation you...[[...had.|Chap 6 conversation with Martha]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><><<if visited("Meet Susan")>>Before the Monday math lesson everything favored the ''Susan's'' and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' plot against ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. She was late so she didn't have time to check if she took all copybooks. The moment of the recognition came after the old hag, as usual, demand her copybook. You saw the mischievous smile on ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' face. [[You told her to give the copybook back.|Stop the bullying]] <<forceful $display>> [[You did nothing.|Enjoy the show]] <<sneaky $display>><<else>>It turned out that the Monday math lesson was more interesting than usual. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' was pretty bad at math. So bad that she barely passed the previous year. There was an agreement between her and an old hag that she would always show her homework on each lesson. It turned out that ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' didn't have this copybook. As you heard the muffled giggles of ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' and ''Susan'' you were pretty sure that it wasn't a coincidence. "One... One moment, please." You were not the only one who recognized the fear in ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' voice. Your classmates looked at her with surprise. Nobody wanted to mess with the old hag. "''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'', can you stop wasting our time?" teacher asked. And as she noticed the growing excitement in the class, she added: "Can you be a little mature, everyone?" As ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' desperately was looking for a copybook, boys and girls - more girls - were commenting and laughing. After the minute the old hag sighed with disgust. "Ok, girl, that's enough," she said. "Spare us your poor acting. Face the fact. You had a lot of fun this weekend. Not everybody has to finish school, you know. Maybe we were trying too hard." ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' face turned red. The old hag's words meant: "you can back to the gutter you belong", and everybody noticed that. The math teacher looked at her with pure disgust, but it wasn't her job to judge her look. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' tried to pass math. [[The grieving consequence.|Caroline lost her copybook]]<</if>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' reacted even worse than you thought. She laughed. "Oh, come on, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', you'll figure it out!" she exclaimed. "I got you everything you need. You'll need to read some descriptions and inscription. You'll be fine. All girls are." Until the end of the day, she looked at you with a smirk on her face. You hated it. When you came home, you checked everything you found in your bathroom, but you still felt unsure. So you checked online some websites for young girls. You read some information about the period, about the bleeding, about the mucus... And you couldn't stop yourself from reading the comments about the girls' first experiences, full of blood and pain. You felt a pure terror. Of course, you should check those sites in incognito mode. Your browser started to show you the ads for pads, tampons, and medicines. You turned your computer off. Damn, that was a really exhausting day. Unfortunately, the night wasn't better.[[The dream.|The diver dream]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You felt completely lost and embarrassed. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' seemed to be the best person to ask. As a girl, he used to speak about his periods openly. In fact, it was impossible to miss ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' periods. She was unbearable. You blushed helplessly when you said to him: "My period will start on Wednesday." He smiled warmly. "At least it is this one period that you'll have on time. Do you need to buy pads and tampons?" "I think I have them at home." He nodded. "Ok, let's go." It was ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. If you had some problems he claimed as ridiculous, he would laugh at you. But as he understood your concern, he became helpful and gentle. You needed this softness right now. He came to your home after school. It turned out that you had tampons and pads. "That's good," decided. "Maybe you could use only tampons. Unless you would find the pads more comfortable." "What did you use?" He shrugged. "I was in tampons' team. They won't move in your panties. But as a young girl, I had so bloody periods, so I had to use pads. The tampons could leak and it's something you really want to avoid. So if I were you I would put the pad. If you don't see much blood, you will use tampon eventually." "Thank you," you said quietly. He smiled slyly and stroked your hair. "No problem, girlie! You should put some stuff in the backpack, you know, just in case. Or maybe it's time for your first purse! I bet it would match your shoes!" So, the gentle mode clearly was switched off. Even with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' helpful advice, you were worried about your nearest future. You were so tired, that you fell asleep...[[...really quickly.|The diver dream]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<feminineHabits $player>><>Well, you had to admit that you were becoming girlier and girlier every day that passed from your transformation. It didn't determine you, you didn't become some girl stereotype, but you just lived as a young woman. You had already some habits, you recognized some mannerisms. You had to be careful about the other things. For the world around you were just a girl at the beginning of her adult life. And you have to admit that it wasn't a role in which you felt helplessly lost all the time. You were facing the world as a girl and probably you would keep doing that for the rest of your life.<<events $player>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You sighed as you saw some mucus on the toilet paper you used to wipe. Being a girl was messy. The period was undoubtedly one of the complicated things you survived. You were tired and unsure how you should react to the signals your body was giving you. Luckily for you, there was the Internet. The info you looked for made you calmer. You weren't dying. You just were a woman. Also undoubtedly, having a period wasn't your favorite part of being a girl. As you took a long bath, you thought about the more pleasant things. When you stopped to cringe in pain from the first days, you were turning on easily. And caressing your breasts and rubbing your clitoris helped a lot to imagine the most erotic scenes. Having sex in water was definitely one of your stronger fantasies. You didn't have this before. Well, ''Auntie'' was a stream, wasn't she? But you didn't want to think right now. You wanted to feel. You moaned.<div align="center"><h4>The end of chapter 7</h4></div>[[The summary of chapter 7.|Chapter 7 summary]]

<<if $chips lte 0>><<set $nobet=1>><</if>> <<if $backto=="Use your chips to transform yourself">><<if $chips lt 3>><<set $notransform=1>><</if>> <<goto $backto>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<if $nobet==0>><<set $chips=$chips-1>><</if>><<set $bets.Caroline = $bets.Caroline +1>><<set $backto ="Bet on Caroline">><><<if visited($backto)==1>>You hesitated for a moment. This whole licitation was based on the prediction of someone's behavior. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' couldn't be predictable, as her life changed into the living Hell. She was pushed, so she would behave chaotically. You saw her being tormented and thought for a moment. Well, she probably saw that her only escape from the life she had now was to turned back into a boy. And if so, she needed the chips to transform her. So... She would have sex, even if she hated being a girl. Well, that wasn't too hard, was it? You placed the chips next to her card.<<else>>You have <<print $chips>> left.<</if>> <<if $chips gt 0>>[[Bet 1 more chip]] [[You bet on the other people.|Bet your chips]]<<else>> You observed the other bets. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' played carefully, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' seemed to regret her impulsive defense. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' used her power over ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' mercilessly, causing him the wildest thoughts about blowing the boys and hanging out with them in public. You realized that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' would have a hard time. Then everything went blur. [[You woke up.|Waking up]]<</if>> <<if $chips gte 3>>[[You used the chips to transform yourself.|Use your chips to transform yourself]]<</if>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<if $nobet==0>><<set $chips=$chips-1>><</if>><<set $bets.David = $bets.David +1>><<set $backto ="Bet on David">><><<if visited($backto)==1>>You knew nothing about the man who was running this place. He looked at you with a wry smile, and without doubts he wanted to challenge you. Well, he needed to have sex to earn the chips. You looked into his eyes and put a chip next to his card.<<else>>You have <<print $chips>> left.<</if>> <<if $chips gt 0>>[[Bet 1 more chip]] [[You bet on the other people.|Bet your chips]]<<else>> You observed the other bets. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' played carefully, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' seemed to regret her impulsive defense. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' used her power over ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' mercilessly, causing him the wildest thoughts about blowing the boys and hanging out with them in public. You realized that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' would have a hard time. Then everything went blur. [[You woke up.|Waking up]]<</if>> <<if $chips gte 3>>[[You used the chips to transform yourself.|Use your chips to transform yourself]]<</if>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<if $nobet==0>><<set $chips=$chips-1>><</if>><<set $bets.Martha = $bets.Martha +1>><<set $backto ="Bet on Martha">><><<if visited($backto)==1>>Well, as ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' used most of her chips to defend herself from ''<<print $they.davidName>>'', it was quite obvious that she was going to have a lot of sex with guys to come back to the game. If she did otherwise, she would be defenceless in the next round. So you put your chips next to her card.<<else>>You have <<print $chips>> left.<</if>> <<if $chips gt 0>>[[Bet 1 more chip]] [[You bet on the other people.|Bet your chips]]<<else>> You observed the other bets. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' played carefully, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' seemed to regret her impulsive defense. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' used her power over ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' mercilessly, causing him the wildest thoughts about blowing the boys and hanging out with them in public. You realized that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' would have a hard time. Then everything went blur. [[You woke up.|Waking up]]<</if>> <<if $chips gte 3>>[[You used the chips to transform yourself.|Use your chips to transform yourself]]<</if>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<if $nobet==0>><<set $chips=$chips-1>><</if>><<set $bets.Robert = $bets.Robert +1>><<set $backto ="Bet on Robert">><><<if visited($backto)==1>>You decided to play it easy. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was so consumed by the Parity, so he seemed to be an easy target. When you put your chips next to his card, you thought how ironic this was. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' wanted you to be his slave. And now you were betting how deep he would fall into the things he wanted you to do. You knew that he was terrified, and humiliated, and desperate. But you were more than sure that if he put you into that position, he wouldn't care. He would just order you to make the slutty smile and you would obey. Even if you felt some compassion to him, as you looked at his card, you felt only hate.<<else>>You have <<print $chips>> left.<</if>> <<if $chips gt 0>>[[Bet 1 more chip]] [[You bet on the other people.|Bet your chips]]<<else>> You observed the other bets. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' played carefully, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' seemed to regret her impulsive defense. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' used her power over ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' mercilessly, causing him the wildest thoughts about blowing the boys and hanging out with them in public. You realized that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' would have a hard time. Then everything went blur. [[You woke up.|Waking up]]<</if>> <<if $chips gte 3>>[[You used the chips to transform yourself.|Use your chips to transform yourself]]<</if>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You decided that you needed more chips. Of course, you could earn them by yourself - and maybe you would do. But as you observed, people dealing with the Parity acted in predictable ways. There were also the two apparent victims, ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' and ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'', who remained a little control over their life. They put themselves in this situation, so it wasn't immoral or evil to earn something for you. You didn't cause this behavior. They had free will, didn't they? You looked at the cards and the chips next to them. They seemed to be more real than everything and everyone else in this room. The Parity was about them. They had real power to shift the reality. They were a key to power over people's minds and lives. You realized that you were getting excited. You decided to bet on:[[$they.robertName|Bet on Robert]] [[$they.carlFemaleName|Bet on Caroline]] [[$they.marthaFemaleName|Bet on Martha]] [[$they.davidName|Bet on David]] [[You protected yourself.|Protect yourself]] [[Waking up]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' froze in shock. Your classmates laughed loudly. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' came closer with a nasty grin on her face. There was something in her smile that reminded you ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' in your dreams. "Look at you, fearless diver," she said mockingly. "You started to collect the chips several hour after being hugged, but you forgot that your period would start 7 days after the transformation. You are so better than the girls, that you won't use pads, aren't you, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''?" She didn't answer. She sat rapidly as some guys and girls were taking the pictures and recording. She pulled a face. She apparently didn't use to be bullied instead of being a bully. She was shocked, but quickly this shock changed into the fear that you could see in her eyes and trembling mouth. And sitting on her wet panties had to remind her that she was just a helpless girl that was probably the worst for her. Karma was a bitch indeed. She eventually got up. She looked around with terror and tried to run of the classroom.[[You helped her.|Help Caroline]] <<flashy $display>> [[You stayed away.|Stay away with Olivier]] <<careful $display>> [[You joined the bullying.|Join the bullying]] <<forceful $display>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $period = $period -1>><>The seeing your own blood was an unique experience, because it was "normal" that you were bleeding. It felt weird. The blood always was a sign to be alarmed. That something bad had happened to your body. And yet, all other symptoms showed that something happened! Something alarming! And yet you were excepted to remain calm and just put the pad or the tampon and wait. Weird. You read some "period stories" that women and girls shared on the Internet. They sometimes told that nobody explained to them how period worked before they experienced their first one. They freaked out as they saw the blood and they were laughed at by their older sisters or even mothers. Damn, you freaked out and you were aware 18-year-old. <<if $period gte 0>>It turned out that there wasn't a lot of blood. After a day you noticed only a little red spot on your pads. You still used them, because the vision of leaking of your tampon worried you.<<else>><><<set $periodProblems.push("blood")>><>The blood was the problem. For the first three days, you couldn't even think about the tampon. However you knew (because you read on the Internet) that this amount of blood wasn't alarming, it still bothered you. It caused a lot of stress too, as the pad really could move. You wouldn't risk running to the bus, even the position during the sitting on the chair in the classroom was the action you should think about. Luckily, you didn't bleed for seven days, which still would be "normal". But it was a tiring experience.<</if>><><<if visited("Cramps") and visited("Mood swing") and visited("Food") and visited("Blood") and visited("Your parents")>>[[This eventful week...|The events of the week]]<<else>> <<if not visited("Cramps")>>[[The cramps.|Cramps]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Mood swing")>>[[The swings of mood.|Mood swing]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Food")>>[[The food whims.|Food]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Your parents")>>[[Relations with your parents.|Your parents]]<</if>><</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>The old hag sighed. "That's enough. You didn't do it. I understand. I really do." "N-no, I did! Really. I-I can do it at the blackboard. I..." "No, you can't. It's not a part of our agreement. You broke the rules. Time to face the consequences." She wrote something in the class register, however, you were sure that she remembered every student she treated that way in her long career of tormenting teenagers. Now, the speech before the execution. "As I always say - not everybody should finish high school. There are plenty of people, who don't finish it and they have happy lives. There is no need to jump over the level you belong to. It only frustrates you." There was no trace of any emotion in her voice. She looked at the shivering girl without the rage or disgust you saw before. "So, I want to make a statement. You won't pass my class, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. You can, of course, try to pass the exam in August, but I doubt you can do it well enough. As you are eighteen-year-old, you are free to go. The part of the school policy is to help the students in trouble, but what I've witnessed about your work and behavior for those years I keep teaching you..." she did a pause. "No, I won't finish it. You and everybody in this class know what the problem is. For me, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'', you can leave this classroom and never come back. The door's open." ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' froze in terror. You were sure she would pass out. You knew that what the old hag did was unacceptable. You knew that even if you were in ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' position, she wouldn't dare to say something like that. Your mother would intervene quickly. But ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' had anybody on her side, nobody would help her. In her family, she was the first person who even had a chance to finish high school. "I will stay," she answered quietly. The old hag shrugged. "As you wish. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'', let's see your homework." ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' felt the glances over her. She heard the whispers and exciting comments. She had tears in the eyes. The old hag ignored her during the lesson completely. It turned out that her problems didn't end. The white shorts she wore made the situation even worse. When the bell rang and she stood up with fear on her face, everybody saw a red spot...[[...on her shorts.|Blood on the clothes]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' frowned when she saw you coming. "Ummm... Wanna talk?" "Not really," she answered coldly. "There is nothing to talk about." You looked at her uncertainly, but you didn't leave. She was looking at you sternly for a moment, then she sighed. "It's sweet what you are trying to do, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. I appreciate that. But it won't work. Talking isn't working. He lost a nerve, that's all. I will deal with him later." In her voice sounded the grave certainty. At this moment you realized that she wasn't a victim of the Parity in the way you or ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' were. She was a player like ''<<print $they.davidName>>'', and she just lost a turn. He surprised her and beat her, but there was more hurt on her pride than the serious damage. <<if $martha.Attraction ==1>>Then she hugged you. She kissed you on the cheek. "I know you have a lot of questions," she said. "And I'll give you some answers. But you need to leave me alone now. I have to think." You nodded. "Take care."<<else>>Well, you tried to be an empathetic human being.<</if>> You kept thinking about ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' during the day, but you had your own challenges. At night, your...[[...period started.|Your period]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><><<if $transformed.length gt 0>>Your last changes didn't go unnoticed. After ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' breasts' enlargement it was the next proof for the students that something changed in the Parity, but most of them was too scared to ask. The transformation of you, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was something expectional as most of the hugs took place in the beginning of the school year.<<else>>School after such dream like you had seemed to be pointless and absurd. You had a lot of things to think about, and school subjects sounded like rubbish.<</if>> But it turned out that the matter that bother ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', however connected with the Parity, was about the person you didn't think for a while. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. He sat on the bench and looked at you surprisingly serious and focused. "Listen, I know you had no good memories with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''..." he started. "Seriously, if ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was there I wouldn't bother you. He's a great help anyway. I appreciate that I have the shoulder to cry on... But I can't do this alone. I'm too weak for that." You could only bulge your eyes out. "What happened?" He lifted his t-shirt and you saw the fresh bruises and scratches. "What the fuck?" "She's getting more and more aggressive. Well... She... Damn, hold on. I will tell you the whole story, ok? She has been tormented by those... attacks... since she transferred from our school. She dumped that other school. She just broke apart. But she somehow found the way to pass high school - she passed the exams from all subjects, so she will have the graduation exams this May. I've helped her since I've noticed... the changes... in her. Not that I help her in studying, I'm too dumb for that. But I am there... for her... and try to encourage her to keep learning. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' said that those attacks will continue until she pass the exams. Because ''Auntie'' still has a hope to get ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' back into ''Rosset's''. Damn, I need to smoke. Come with me." You went to the ruins, where some victim still was buried. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' lit a cigarette. "When she passed those exams for high school, she got better. But now she's unbearable. I want to cry when I think that I have to come and see her. Really, I... It's too much. I am tired. I need your help." You were shocked that you didn't have a clue that something like that could happen and you were just unaware of it. "Why didn't you tell me before?" you asked. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' snorted. "Because I fucking know you, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. You winced when somebody mentioned her name. You really can be a self-centered jerk. And you acted like so fucking victim, so fucking wounded by an ungrateful girlfriend... I didn't want you to involve. I didn't want to see your face of fucking martyr, who sacrifices for his friends. But I can't do this anymore alone. I know I can't. And maybe after... all these messed up crazy things we both went through last week... Maybe you could help." He looked at you. You realized how much that conversation had to cost him.[[You agreed.|Agree to help with Dorothy]] [[You didn't agree.|Don't agree to help]]

''The Parity'' is a game about choices. This is your game log. Every event here could be played differently. Your walkthrough lasted <<print $count>> passages. <div align="center">''Your statement about the Parity (so far)''</div> You transformed into a girl. You <<if $beAgirl==true>>''accepted''<<else>>''didn't'' accept<</if>> your transformation. <div align="center">''Your school and personal life''</div>You have the reputation of <<if $relations.School lte 1>>''problematic''<</if>><<if $relations.School ==2 or $relations.School ==3>>''normal''<</if>><<if $relations.School gte 4>>''good''<</if>> student. You are <<if $relations.Boys lte 2>>''constantly bullied'' by<</if>><<if $relations.Boys == 3>>''just one of'' the<</if>><<if $relations.Boys gte 4>>''popular'' among the<</if>> boys. Girls <<if $relations.Girls lte 2>>treat you ''bad''<</if>><<if $relations.Girls == 3>> ''like'' you<</if>><<if $relations.Girls gte 4>>''fancy'' you<</if>>. ''Chapter 7'' You <<if $immoral == true>>''were''<<else>>''weren't''<</if>> caught at doing something immoral. You <<if visited("You persuaded Martha")>>''prevented''<<else>>''didn't'' prevent<</if>> the problems ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' could have with Math. You ''unlocked'' ''<<print $schoolday.length>>''/4 events during the school day. Your handwriting <<if visited("Your handwriting")>>''changed''<<else>>''didn't change''<</if>>. Your perception of colors <<if visited("Colorful notes")>>''changed''<<else>>''didn't'' change<</if>>. ''Thomas'' <<if visited("Your friends want to hang out")>>''invited''<<else>>''didn't'' invite<</if>> you to his party. You <<if visited("If you had sex with Olivier")>>''couldn't'' join<<elseif visited("You didn't join the game")>>''didn't'' join<<else>>''joined''<</if>> the game of the Parity. You <<if visited("Use your chips to transform yourself")>>''used''<<else>>''didn't'' use<</if>> the chips to transform yourself. Your period's burdens are ''<<print $periodProblems[0]>>'' and ''<<print $periodProblems[1]>>''. You ''unlocked'' ''<<print $eventsCount.length>>''/7 events of the week. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' <<if visited("Justin and Claudia broke up")>>''broke up''<<else>>''didn't break up''<</if>>. You <<if visited("Your father was acting weird")>>''noticed''<<else>>''didn't'' notice<</if>> the strange behavior of your father. You <<if visited("Wow, that serious")>>''would''<<else>>''wouldn't''<</if>> help ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. You <<if visited("Try to force her")>>''persuaded''<<else>>''didn't'' persuade<</if>> ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' to challenge ''<<print $they.davidName>>''. You <<if visited("You are a girl now") or visited("Be excited")>>''accepted''<<else>>''didn't'' accept<</if>> your new position in the group as a girl.[[Chapter 8|Grafitti on the wall]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $events.delete(3)>><>You noticed something new about you. You needed a moment to realize what it was. But you discovered it. You literally looked at the world differently. You noticed colors. Of course, it didn't mean that you were a daltonist of some sort, or you weren't able to name some colors. They just didn't matter. And now they did. It was the first time in your life when you willingly used the blue and yellow markers to underline the key terms in your handbooks. You even used them to mark your own notes. You noticed the colors also in other things. You noticed the shades of green in ''Susan's'' outfit and you were quite sure that she wore the too dark green top for her complexion. You finally understood the difference between the cold and warm white, and you agreed that the cold white was a bad color for a wall in the girls' restroom. It wasn't a drastic change. In fact, you felt that your perception increased. That you saw more than you used to. The girl's superpower.<><<if $events.length gt 0>><<if $events.contains(1)>>[[You were on the film from the concert!|Film from the concert]] <</if>> <<if $events.contains(2)>>[[Your handwriting changed.|Your handwriting]] <</if>> <<if $events.contains(4)>>[[Susan shared the photos of you with a band.|Photos with band]] <</if>><<else>>Of course, you had also some encounters with you classmates. <<if $relations.Boys gt 2>> [[Your friends wanted to hang out.|Your friends want to hang out]]<<else>>[[The boys reminded you that they hated you.|More sneers]]<</if>><</if>><>

<><<set $backto = "Cover yourself">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" you kept saying. You did your best to dress up quickly. You were lucky that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' didn't have time to take your bra off, because you wouldn't have the chance. You grabbed your clothes and wore them desperately fast. <<if $approaches.contains(5)>><><<set $immoral = false>><>You made it! When ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' parents came in, you both looked rather unsuspicious. Maybe you smiled too much when you were greeting them, and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' had the nervous smile that could spoil the illusion. His parents were distant and gentle, as always, but you could see the coldness in his mother's eyes that you didn't see before. As a boy, you were a welcome guest. As a girl, apparently, you weren't. Maybe she thought you were not good enough for her son. You said goodbye to them, thanking them for a tea they offered you. You waved to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and went home. When you were on the stairs, you leaned over the wall and took a deep breath. Then you chuckled. No, not chuckled. You giggled. Wow, what a day. And it just began.<<else>><><<set $immoral = true>><>You weren't quick enough. Of course, they don't see you naked, but you needed only to look at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' parents to realize that they knew what you were doing. You felt your face was turning red. They didn't shout or commented anything. You were sure that if ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was still a girl, they would react more violently. But they were just cold and upset. You could deal with it. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' seemed to be surprised, yet you knew that he was excepting the real fight after you go. You dressed up quite quickly You took your stuff and said goodbye to his parents. You felt a relief when the doors closed behind you. You shook your head. Wow, what a day. And it just began.<</if>>[[Lazy Sunday]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $period = $period -1>><>The first day was terrible. You felt like you were at the set of "Alien". Every move was painful. You wanted to curl up and died quietly, or howl in pain, you weren't sure. You were grateful to the Universe that no teacher asked you to read your homework or to answer some question. You didn't need to explain why you didn't want to practice during PE. Your teacher looked at you and just nodded. When you came home, you took a really long, hot bath. You almost overdosed on the painkillers. The cramps still were painful. You laid in the bed, standing only to change the pad. You had flu for two weeks but even the fever didn't exhaust you so much. Would your life look like that? You read that cramps could last even 7 days! 7 days in every month?! Of course, you didn't read that it would be a symptom of some health problems. You freaked out. <<if $period gte 0>>Luckilly, the next days brought some relief. The cramps weren't so painful, you could even focus on some lessons. You still felt weak and tired, but the meds worked better. After two days the pain was just a bad memory.<<else>><><<set $periodProblems.push("cramps")>><>The next two days weren't really better. You somehow got used to the pain, but the sudden cramps remained the constant threat. Luckily, they didn't last 7 days as you read, but those 3 days was probably the most painful time in your life. You survived, of course, but the necessity of repeating this all pain monthly didn't cheer you up.<</if>><><<if visited("Cramps") and visited("Mood swing") and visited("Food") and visited("Blood") and visited("Your parents")>>[[This eventful week...|The events of the week]]<<else>> <<if not visited("Mood swing")>>[[The swings of mood.|Mood swing]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Food")>>[[The food whims.|Food]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Blood")>>[[The blood.|Blood]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Your parents")>>[[Relations with your parents.|Your parents]]<</if>><</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $events.delete(7)>><>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' didn't have much time for you. She was busy earning the new chips. As you followed her account on social media, you saw much sexual tension in her last activity. You were sure she had a triangle with two football players. You heard her conversation about meeting with a whole team... Yeah, she was a busy girl. But you didn't give up. You wanted her in your life. And however she remained cold and distant to you, you showed some patience and the indulgence. You kept asking her for a meeting. You irritated her. "Do you really want to be a bimbo for a week or so?" she asked fiercily. "I have no chips to protect us both!" "Don't you want to see me unless we can fuck? I didn't say anything about fucking. We can see each other without risking anything," you snapped back. She looked surprised like she didn't believe that someone would hang out with her without sexual benefit. It was your time to show anger. "Think about it. Neither I nor you are fuck toys! We can just spend a nice time together!" "Wait, I..." But you turned around and left. She could show if she cared.[[You encouraged her to confront the rules.|Try to force her]] [[You embraced the friendship.|Make the connection]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You sighed. "That won't work, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''," you said. "I've already tried to help her. She doesn't want my help." "She doesn't have a choice. I don't have a choice. ''Auntie'' forces her to act like that. You weren't really better than her when you were drooling at my dick. Seriously, it's fucking evil, corrupting thing. It's her Bimboland." "Do you really think that? I mean... I see no difference, except the way she looks. It's anorexia, not the possession. She is mean as always." "No, she isn't. You didn't see her during her attacks..." You shrugged. You tried to put it delicately. "I think I saw enough. Really. You know what? You want to think that she is possessed. You keep thinking it's ''Auntie'' because you could do something about it. You can make her unbroken again. But it doesn't work that way. She needs the therapy, the medicines, and she has to move out from the son of the bitch she calls father." He bit his lip. "So, you won't help me. This is what you are saying." You rolled your eyes and sighed. "Don't be like that. You don't have counterarguments, do you? And what, would you blackmail me to help you? Would you remind me how bad a person am I?" He looked at you coldly. "Fuck you, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. I won't give up people I love," he hissed and left. You sighed again. Why being reasonable was so fucking hard?[[You had another hard conversation.|Chap 6 conversation with Martha]]

<><<set $backto = "Enjoy the show">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You looked at ''Susan'' and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. They smiled at you mischeviously. "One... One moment, please." You were not the only one who recognized the fear in ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' voice. Your classmates looked at her with surprise. Nobody wanted to mess with the old hag. "''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'', can you stop wasting our time?" teacher asked. And as she noticed the growing excitement in the class, she added: "Can you be a little mature, everyone?" As ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' desperately was looking for a copybook, boys and girls - more girls - were commenting and laughing. After the minute the old hag sighed with disgust. "Ok, girl, that's enough," she said. "Spare us your poor acting. Face the fact. You had a lot of fun this weekend. Not everybody has to finish school, you know. Maybe we were trying too hard." ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' face turned red. The old hag's words meant: "you can back to the gutter you belong", and everybody noticed that. The math teacher looked at her with pure disgust, but it wasn't her job to judge her look. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' tried to pass math.[[The grieving consequence.|Caroline lost her copybook]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $events.delete(1)>><>It turned out you were a heroine of the short relation from the concert. You had whole 6 seconds in the YouTube when you were sitting on ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' shoulders. The film was widely spread among your classmates. Of course, there were some comments and laughs. You lived in the social media era. But what was more important, people read the situation that you were ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' girlfriend. It made some distance between you and boys. Of course, transformed girls rarely got boyfriends from school, but boys often made some sexist comments. It was over, at least with most of them. You really appreciated that. You understood now the girls who agreed to be someone's girlfriend just to escape the rest of the boys kept hitting on them. You learned already that boys could be really creepy. You loved the film. You acted the way you remembered you were and it just felt fine. You were a fan of the band. That was natural that you were excited and comments about getting high or climaxing couldn't change it. You were chosen among the thousands of people! You couldn't wait to show this relation to your father.<><<if $events.length gt 0>><<if $events.contains(2)>>[[Your handwriting changed.|Your handwriting]] <</if>> <<if $events.contains(3)>>[[You noticed the colors in other way!|Colorful notes]] <</if>> <<if $events.contains(4)>>[[Susan shared the photos of you with a band.|Photos with band]] <</if>><<else>>Of course, you had also some encounters with you classmates. <<if $relations.Boys gt 2>> [[Your friends wanted to hang out.|Your friends want to hang out]]<<else>>[[The boys reminded you that they hated you.|More sneers]]<</if>><</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $period = $period -1>><>You always thought that the whims girls had during their period was just excuse. You understood they were in pain, so they wanted to cheer themselves up, so they ate cakes or ice-creams or other things they thought they shouldn't because of their weight. But as you started to act (sort of) normally, you realized that your urge for sweets was something more than gluttony. You NEEDED it. It was probably the first time in the cafeteria when you ate the cake and drank hot chocolate. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' smiled wryly at you, but he said nothing. He understood. <<if $period gte 0>>But it turned out that your needs weren't as overwhelming as you thought they would be. Maybe ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' kept overreacting during her periods, maybe you were just a stronger person than she was. Of course, you ate more chocolate than usual. But you controlled yourself.<<else>><><<set $periodProblems.push("whims for food")>><>Damn, you needed chocolate like you needed oxygen. You were sure your body would just fell apart if you didn't eat enough sweets. You could barely focus on the lessons if you didn't eat the chocolate bar. You realized then that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was your real, best friend. He bought the bag of chocolate candies and he gave it to you. He literally saved your life. Damn, how stupid this period was!<</if>><><<if visited("Cramps") and visited("Mood swing") and visited("Food") and visited("Blood") and visited("Your parents")>>[[This eventful week...|The events of the week]]<<else>> <<if not visited("Cramps")>>[[The cramps.|Cramps]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Mood swing")>>[[The swings of mood.|Mood swing]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Blood")>>[[The blood.|Blood]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Your parents")>>[[Relations with your parents.|Your parents]]<</if>><</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You freaked out and you didn't ask anyone. You tried to not think about Wednesday. You tried to act normally, but you did it poorly. You were a little too loud. You laughed nervously. Going home didn't help at all. Your mother's pads were on the shelf in the bathroom. You hid yours in the drawer. You were aware that you were acting childishly but you couldn't help it. You turned your computer on and tried to have a normal afternoon. But you didn't. You checked online some websites for young girls. You read some information about the period, about the bleeding, about the mucus... And you couldn't stop yourself from reading the comments about the girls' first experiences, full of blood and pain. You felt a pure terror. Of course, you should check those sites in incognito mode. Your browser started to show you the ads for pads, tampons, and medicines. You turned your computer off. Damn, that was a really exhausting day. Unfortunately, the night wasn't better.[[The dream.|The diver dream]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $events.delete(4)>><>It turned out that ''Thomas'' didn't invite ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. It surprised you, but your friend only smiled wryly. "Sure he didn't," he said. "They want you and they think that I will an obstacle to your sweet, girly heart." You only rolled your eyes, but it seemed that he was right. You didn't feel well when you went to that party. Your period started 3 days earlier and you were getting tired quickly. It was a typical "sausage party". If you counted as a girl, you were the only one. In the season of 18th birthday parties, it was a little odd, but many boys your age liked to spend time with male friends. They all were from your high school, so nobody asked questions about your presence there. Two guys played on the console, the rest were cheering them loudly. They were drinking beer and vodka and after some time they got only louder and louder. When the pizza came, ''Thomas'' didn't want money from you, but you just rolled your eyes and gave the same share as everybody. You were more than aware of the stares. Your classmates saw you in the locker room and under the shower and now you were a girl. They surely thought about this coincidence that you changed not them. In the year ahead they would graduate and the chance to change their gender was low. Of course, when they drank, they started to ask the questions. ''Thomas'' stopped them. It was a party, not an interrogation. You were grateful, but the boys were disappointed. They surely wanted to hear how it was to grow boobs and getting wet while watching porn...[[You tried to fit in.|Try to be one of them]] [[It wasn't a party for you.|You are a girl now]]

<><<set $backto = "Help Caroline">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You acted friendly with ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''.One of your classmates messed with ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. He locked the doors and didn't let her go. The red spot on her pants was visible too much. There was another burst of a laugh. You looked at your classmates quite shocked. You knew too well how violent teenagers could be, but still, it was just cruel. You stood up and went to the doors. "Let her go!" you demanded. To your surprise, he made a stupid face and stepped back. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' ran, followed by sneers and jokes. You ran too. She went to the girls' restroom and went to the cabin. She slammed the door behind her. You heard her sobs. You knocked on the door delicately. "I assume that you don't have pads, do you?" "N-no..." You heard that in civilized countries you could buy pads in the vending machine, but the limit of miracles was reached that there were soap and toilet paper in the girls' restroom. So you asked the freshman girl who entered the restroom to give you one. She looked quite surprised, but she gave because she was a fucking human being and could have some compassion. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' opened the door and took the pad. "I'll lend you my shorts. I don't have spare panties, but I am sure you will somehow get home without them." She nodded. She looked terrible. Some girls could cry and still look quite well, but ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' wasn't one of them. "T-thanks." You didn't see ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'', your former bully in her right now. She was a miserable girl who needed help. She left school after you brought her your shorts. You came back to your class. Nobody commented on what just happened. You also didn't want to talk to them. Your classmates seemed to be a little more quiet than usual for a while. But still, it was an ordinary...[[...school day.|Your day at school]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>Observing ''<<print $they.marthaMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' having sex was an embarrassing experience. There was nothing arousal in watching the plumpy guy and petite girl who were forced to make love with each other. They didn't kiss, they didn't caress themselves. It was just a sweaty, mechanical action. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' didn't come at all, ''<<print $they.marthaMaleName>>'' just gasped in the end and stood up with a disgust on his face. He started to change back. That was a sight to see. The relief on his face that was slowly becoming an angelic ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' face made him... made her look even prettier... The perfectness of her breasts, the delicateness of her moves, the promise lurking in her widened hips, and the flawless of her crotch made you watching this transformation in delight. The fat larva of ''<<print $they.marthaMaleName>>'' became the beautiful butterfly of ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. When she was a girl again, she jumped to the table and grabbed the bunch of chips, and put it next to her card. Then she turned her darkened, wrathful face to ''<<print $they.davidName>>''. He looked even more menacing than he was some minutes ago. "You motherfucker!" she hissed. "I won't forgive you that! What the fuck did you think?! We had an agreement! You sick fuck! You waste the year of our agreement! You idiot! This is really how you want to play this! When the whole Parity is on the stake! You fucker!" She wasn't beautiful at this moment. Her teeth were too white and too sharp, her eyes became red. Something was lurking in her. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' snorted. "Relax. Everybody is disappointed about his first time. You deserved it." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' needed a moment to calm down. <<if visited("Morning with Olivier")>>Then she looked at you, puzzled. "What the fuck happened with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''?" ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' pulled a face. "It's your fault. You made him one of us. I assume that he was scared how ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' acted when he was wiggling his cock. So he freed her." He was calm again, but you could feel the tension between the two divers. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looked surprised. Then she made her outsmart face that always so annoyed you. She shrugged. "I think we have more problems now. Well, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', you are free to go. You won't see this room again. You can eventually use the chips you earned to change something about you. Maybe bigger breasts or something... And well... You didn't want to be the part of the Parity, so you won't." You looked surprised. <<if visited("You'll play")>>"But I joined the game..." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' smirked. "No, you didn't. They tricked you to touch the cards. It was the only way to bet on you and earn chips on your behavior. Come on, use the chips or go. We have a lot to discuss here."<<else>>"Come on, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', we have no time for this! Use the chips or go. We have a lot to discuss here."<</if>> [[You used the chips.|Use your chips to transform yourself]] [[You left.|Waking up]]<<else>>Then she looked at you. <<if visited("You'll play") and $attemptLie gte 5>>"But I don't understand what she's doing here." ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' smiled insolently. "Oh, she's diving. She joined our little game." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looked surprised. Then she smirked. "You lied to me, you smart ass." She wasn't angry at all. She looked at you with some respect. "But in fact, you didn't join the game, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. They've just tricked you to touch the cards to bet on you. You couldn't join the game without me. So, the choice is yours, still. You saw some of the rules of the house. You can go freely." <<elseif visited("You'll play")>>"Ok, let's play, we've wasted enough time already. You can go, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. You are not a diver." "But I joined the game..." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' smirked. "No, you didn't. They tricked you to touch the cards. It was the only way to bet on you and earn chips on your behavior. You can go." "Or you can stay, of course, and join us."<<else>>"Ok, let's play, we've wasted enough time already. You can go, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. You are not a diver." "But she can be if she wants," ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' opposed. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', it's a last call. If you don't join us, you won't see this room again, and you'll never have the opportunities that lay in our little, exciting game."<</if>> [[You didn't join the game.|You didn't join the game]] [[You joined the game.|The real rules]]<</if>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' could discourrage even a saint and you weren't a saint. That was even worse than you were in relationship with her. Then you were in love and you felt some responsibility. You were younger too. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' remained silent for a moment. "Thank you for staying." You snorted but said nothing. "Seriously. Now I am much stronger than her but I'm still afraid that something will happen." You rolled your eyes and sighed. "It was the last time I helped you with her. Seriously, I... I don't want to do this. I won't do this. Even for you." "I understand." You shook your head. "No, you don't understand! Why the fuck did you ask me to come there?! You know she hates me! You knew that I would trigger the attack! It's so fucking obvious! What the fuck did you think?!" "I..." "She's broken! She has mental disease! She has... mental..." You cried. And ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' cried too. You were two helpless teenagers who were more than aware that there was nothing you could do.<<events $player>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>''<<print $they.davidName>>'' looked at you with a forced smile on his face. There was something menacing in his eyes that made you to step back. <<if visited("Morning with Martha")>>"And about you, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he said. "I think you misunderstood your position in here. You are not a fucking princess who would cause trouble. You are too smart to not know what we expect of you here. What we do here is about fertility. Whatever has the connection with fertility counts. Lesbian sex doesn't. Maybe you are just too smart, aren't you? You don't need to be smart to be useful. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' idea for you look more pleasant every second I'm thinking about it. Why would you think about the other girls if you would have such juicy cock before your eyes?" You felt strange. Suddenly you felt hot, and this heat was radiating from your groin. You moaned involuntarily and you realized that your voice was a little deeper than it used to be. You felt the weight of your growing breasts... not breasts, titties... And you felt that your buttocks... your ass, became bigger and bigger. You felt the taste of the lipstick, you felt your heavy mascara... And you felt extremely aroused. You barely could think about anything else that how you needed to fuck right now. You look at ''<<print $they.marthaMaleName>>'s'' cock, but he was too small for your tastes. But you would desperately suck even this small piece of meat if the Master let you. But he didn't. He looked at you with pure disgust and contempt in his eyes. You couldn't even touch your pussy to relieve yourself. You just stood and whimpered helplessly. Master came closer to you and he grabbed your tit. You cried from the pain and ecstasy. "It would be so much waste to leave you in that body," Master said, looking at you carefully. "Don't make me do it. I'm a generous man. I try to care for my girls. But those girls... need... to understand... their role... Do you understand?" "Yes! Yes! I understand... Please..." He looked away and immediately you felt like yourself. You looked at yourself with pure relief. Fucking ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. How sick son of the bitch he needed to be to imagine such terrible fate for anyone? <<else>>"And about you, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he said. "I want to remind you that what we are doing this is for fertility. And as you are not a fucking flower or a mushroom it means that you need to have sex. I don't want to make you pregnant or something, but I expect more sexual activity with boys. You don't want to force me to make you more suitable for this purpose, do you? Because there is some vision of you at the table, you know..." You thought about ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' and felt fear. "N-no, please... I..." He put the finger on your lips and you were too terrified to speak more. "Shh... No need to say anything," he whispered in your eyes, while he was caressing your cheeks. "I know. I'm not cruel if I don't have to. You can have a life, you can have your dreams and your friends... Just remember..." His hands were wandering through your body. He was touching your breasts, he put his hands on your thin waist. Then he reached lower and you felt his fingers on your crotch. Then he touched your vagina and started to rub it. You sighed deeply. "Just remember, my sweet ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', to spread your legs sometimes. You are a pretty girl, you know it. You make boys having naughty thoughts about you. Boys you like. They are masturbating thinking about you. They talk about you in their sleep, and their girlfriends can do nothing to keep themselves from crying... Don't waste your opportunities, please.." He was rubbing you vigorously and you couldn't stop yourself from moaning. You actually came with a loud scream. He smiled at you with this devilish smile. Then he looked at the others.<</if>> "Now, my bitches. It's time to remind you who you really are." He took two collars from the table and gave them to ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.marthaMaleName>>''. They wore them with the fear in their eyes.[[The humiliation began.|Humiliation of Martha]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $chips = $chips+1>><>''<<print $they.davidName>>'' looked at you with a forced smile on his face. There was something menacing in his eyes that made you to step back. "And about you, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he said. "I have to congratulate you. You have real friends, devoted to you and loyal. I'm afraid that it's the last time we see each other there. In fact, you shouldn't be here now, but I've decided to bend the rules for you. But you are free to go." There was an anger in his voice. Something happend. He didn't want you to be free. As you looked at ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' and ''<<print $they.marthaMaleName>>'s'' faces you realized that they were quite shocked. Then ''<<print $they.marthaMaleName>>'' gasped. "Go now, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," he said. "''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' freed you. That's... I didn't know it could be done." "Nobody asked you, boy," ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' said coldly. "Now, my bitches. It's time to remind you who you really are." He took two collars from the table and gave them to ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.marthaMaleName>>''. They wore them with the fear in their eyes.[[The humiliation began.|Humiliation of Martha]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>No, you weren't one of the girls. Not now, at least. It was part of the Parity magic that influenced even those people who were aware of it. That was aware that you were a boy. You could talk like a girl, you could bleed like a girl, you could even have sex as a girl, but you remained who you were. It would be cheating to yourself thinking the other way. You were pretending that you were a girl. That was it. You were an impostor in the shifted reality. It wasn't a happy or sad thought - it was just a fact. Your life was changed, you were forced to be changed, but - besides some experiences, you were who you used to be. However, you appreciated that you could just change for a PE without stares and comments. Your life was stressful enough without it.<<events $player>>

<><<set $backto = "Join the bullying">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>This day was like the Christmas in April. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' got what she deserved. If anyone had any doubts, you could tell many stories about her. Karma was a bitch, and ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' was a bitch. You laughed loudly, seeing the red spot on her shorts. You remembered too well the jokes about the period ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' used to torment the girls from your class. About the "slaughter" in the girls' restroom and about the size of their pads. This payback suited ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. "Where are you going?" you sneered smiling wryly. "No more funny texts about how girls are worse than boys because they bleed without a reason?" ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' was too weak to push the classmate who blocked the door, but she somehow managed to leave the classroom. She ran to the restroom, then, after the break, she went home. Life wasn't easy to her, for sure, but both of you, you and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', didn't talk about it.[[The day followed...|Your day at school]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>Your sex with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was mainly about the discovering your bodies. You were friends, of course, and you were attracted to each other, but there was no deeper relation in it. When you thought that someone could call your ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' girlfriend you laughed. You were buddies who started to have sex, that's it. You didn't know how long it would last until this attachment would influence your social life, but for now, it worked. You hung out like you used to - you were discussing books, movies, and school, then something triggered you to make out. So you did, just like two human beings should. Of course, your period complicated that but you had a really good week. You were grateful that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was your first lover. He really cared about your satisfaction and clearly knew what a woman wanted in sex.<<events $player>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $events.delete(1)>><>It was late evening, when your phone started to buzz. You looked at it. ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. "Hey, what's up?" "I've just broken up with ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''." His voice was calm. Too calm. You knew what that meant. You were quite happy you didn't see him right now. He was in his soulless mode. "Oh," you said because you needed to say something. "I'm sorry," you added after the moment, because it was right thing to say. "Don't be. I'm sorry that I've wasted so much of her time." You sighed. His calm, cold voice was just a pose. He was tormenting himself. He accused himself of being useless and worthless. "It was rather her who wasted your time. She doesn't understand you, ''<<print $they.justinName>>''." "Of course she doesn't. She is a normal girl, you know. I thought that if I showed her my background, she would understand. But it's useless. I was naive." Yeah, he was naive. But not in the way he thought he was. "I'm sorry," you repeated. "Well, sorry to bother you. I've just wanted to hear your voice. Anytime I have a hard time, I think about you, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." "Call anytime you need." "No, it's unfair too. When I was happy I didn't think about you. I'm sorry. I owe you the happiest moment of my life, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', but I remember it only when life kicks my ass. You deserve more." You sighed again. "''<<print $they.justinName>>''... Just take a rest, ok? You are a great friend. You are a great guy. Don't overthink it. It's her who should be sorry, really." "I miss you so much," he said and you noticed that some emotion broke through his mood. "I miss you too. Will you call tomorrow?" "OK. Bye." You took a deep breath.[[Poor thing!|Poor Justin!]] [[What a relief!|You are actually happy about it]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>After this week, you forgot how Sunday lazy and calm could be. There were a lot of cakes and sweets after ''Stan's'' visit. Your parents spent this day separately - your mother went to the meeting, and your father worked on his new project. So you were eating and sleeping a lot. Nobody and nothing disturbed you. It was so normal day that you needed to touch your hair and breasts to convince yourself that everything that you had experienced really happened. But it did. The awareness of your changes sometimes tormented you. Then you got up and stared at your reflection in the mirror. <<if visited("Books")>>You found some time for a book you bought on Thursday. "The recognition of spirits" was more interesting... [[...than you thought.|Read the book]]<<else>>But nothing lasted forever. Weekends always were too short and too quickly you found yourself... [[...during ordinary Monday morning.|Another Monday]]<</if>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>Ok, you understood that after ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' experienced in a dream, she wasn't interested in having sex with you. You could be close to each other without it, especially at this level of the relationship. Things came even quicker than you thought they should. The Parity was about sex and even if you were happy (and during sex you were more than happy), you were pushed too. So you couldn't understand why she was so cold. It wasn't your fault. You were a little frustrated that it seemed that you were always the one who showed empathy. That you were the one who noticed that some behavior was out of place. That there was a space for a friendship. But well, you tried. You noticed that ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was interested in the meetings, even if they didn't have the erotic character. You used to be a boy (well, she used to be a boy too, but she didn't have an experience with girls), so you used to be the one with the initiative. So it was you who proposed the meetings, even dates. You went to the movies, you came for a cake and coffee to the cafeterias, you walked at the riverside. You enjoyed her company and you knew she enjoyed yours. But there was some barrier between you, some darkness that was a part of being a diver. You didn't know if you wanted to accept that darkness in your life.<<events $player>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $period = $period -1>><>For a first day you didn't have mood you could describe. You were dying. You didn't really understand why the period would affect a woman's thoughts or behavior. Well, you understood it quite quickly. When the pain was relatively smaller and you were forced to live and operate, you realized how vulnerable you were on your period. Your senses sharpened. The colors were brighter. The sounds were louder. The smells and touches were more intensive. Everything could be a trigger to feel more. The jokes seemed to be funnier. Stupid people in the classroom seemed to be even stupider. The sad thoughts immediately caused the urge to cry. <<if $period gte 0>>But those feelings were weaker than you, so even when you snarled at somebody or laughed too loud, it didn't control you. You needed to be more careful, which was exhausting, as you needed to watch your hygiene too. It was just another unpleasant element of being on period. You could live with it and - which was probably more important - you could let live the others.<<else>><><<set $periodProblems.push("mood swings")>><>Those feelings drove you crazy. They kept overwhelming you. You snarled and after the moment you laughed. You could have tears in your eyes during listening to the songs you knew all your life. You became terribly impulsive, and in the rare moments of being in some balance, you thought that you could be as unbearable as ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was.<</if>><><<if visited("Cramps") and visited("Mood swing") and visited("Food") and visited("Blood") and visited("Your parents")>>[[This eventful week...|The events of the week]]<<else>> <<if not visited("Cramps")>>[[The cramps.|Cramps]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Food")>>[[The food whims.|Food]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Blood")>>[[The blood.|Blood]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Your parents")>>[[Relations with your parents.|Your parents]]<</if>><</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $events.delete(6)>><>Your first time with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' wasn't the last time. You had a lot of sex during this week. Your period complicated a lot. Your vagina became really sensitive, and you both didn't really trust the protection. You weren't sure that you would have anal, so you tried the other things. So those times you worked mainly with your breasts and mouth. And ears. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' had a lot of fun with caressing, biting, and liking your ears, and it was quite embarrassing how it amazingly worked. He didn't hurry with using his penis. He said that it was pressing him to finish. He still joked how simple men were. He evidently focused on your orgasm, he loved when you came together. It was really mature for a couple of horny teenagers. Sex could change relations. It created some bonds you didn't have earlier. You didn't think (well, not seriously) about ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' as your sexual partner, and she didn't think about you too. Yet now it was quite natural.[[You tried to make your relationship deeper.|Try to make normal dates]] [[You just had a lot of sex.|Just fuck]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' social fall was a sight to see, but the boys didn't forget about you completely. They checked you out every day. Their nasty looks and malicious comments were usually their only reaction. As you lost your balls, you seemed to be a total loser in their eyes. You had to say that it was the most peaceful moment during your high school life. Without ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' who was bullying you, your classmates lost the inspiration to torment you. But you noticed that it was going to end. Tormenting ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' made them more violent. They became more confident. Their comments became nastier. They were making fun of you, especially asking about the sexual aspects of being a girl. They kept asking about the size of your bra, and they asked you to open your mouth to check if it was wide enough for their dicks. They didn't touch you yet, but as they were so stronger and bigger than you, you felt terrified at the thought that they could try. When you were a boy, they could just beat you. As a girl, you were vulnerable in many other ways. And they were commenting a period. They clearly wanted a sequel of tormenting ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. It worried you too.[[You were next who would bleed.|You are next to bleed]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $immoral=false>><><div align="center"><h2>Chapter 7</h2></div>You got up with sun, what was clearly unusual. But you felt relaxed and refreshed. You got up from your bed. You opened the window, letting in some fresh air. You took a deep breath and smiled. You felt a little light-headed, but that was a good feeling. A good Sunday after an interesting weekend. Then you noticed it. The colorful glow from your drawer. You barely remembered the events of the last evening, but they came to you rapidly. You stayed focused. You took the spoon that was left in the bowl after your dinner. You used it to open the drawer. You opened it slowly and carefully. The chip was... well, melting, perhaps. It was melting and steaming. He smelled awful, reminding you of the toilet after the disco. That mix of urine, alcohol, sweat, and... something else. This chip didn't belong here. It was held here because of the strange force of the Parity, but it somehow weakened. You observed his destruction with pure satisfaction. You felt like you and your world restored some balance.[[You touched it.|Touch the chip]] <<quick $display>> [[You just watched.|Watch it melting]] <<careful $display>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $immoral=false>><><div align="center"><h2>Chapter 7</h2></div>The alarm woke you up at 6.00 AM. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' got up quickly and went to the toilet. You were barely concious, so you closed your eyes. But you didn't sleep long. "Wake up!" ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' said shaking your arm. "My manager will be here in 30 minutes. You have to go." There was something harsh in her voice that sobered you even more than this shaking. You sat up and looked at her carefully. She took her makeup and went to the bathroom. You wore your clothes. Luckily, the wine you drank yesterday didn't cause any problems. You still were in the luxury hotel room, you had a wonderful evening. Still, you felt used by ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. She was ignoring you completely, focused on the morning routine. When she was looking for some clothes, she even looked irritated that you were still there. "Come on, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', we don't have time!"[[You showed your anger.|You were angry]] <<forceful $display>> [[You understood her.|You understood she had to work]] <<careful $display>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><><div align="center"><h2>Chapter 7</h2></div>You woke up late. You felt the smell of your sweaty bodies. You felt sticky and unrefreshed. You got up and opened the window, letting some air in. You took a deep breath. You were naked of course. Your breasts were itchy a little. Your hair was in a total mess. You grabbed your panties and bra from the floor. You needed to take the shower. "Mmmm, hello, beautiful," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' said and yawned. He looked really satisfied. His eyes wandered through your body. He sat and you saw his huge erection. "I'm taking the shower," you said. "You should too. You stink." "I'd join you, but the cabin is so small. You can use ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'s'' gel, she forgot it. Or you can smell like my mother." You hit the shower. The hot water refreshed you a little. It took some time to wash your hair. You didn't have your hairbrush. Damn those purses could be useful after all... When you came back, still was lying naked in his bed. "Mmm... wet hair... So sexy. You should wear my shirt, you'd be irresistible." "Moron," you said, but leaned over him and kissed him. Suddenly he grabbed you and pull over. You squeaked a little. You were kissing for a moment, feeling his manhood pressing on your leg. Then you both heard the rattling of the key in the door. You froze in horror! Shit! His parents were coming back![[You took your stuff quickly.|Cover yourself]] <<quick $display>> [[You didn't care.|Take your time]] <<flashy $display>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $events.delete(4)>><>''Susan'' shared the photos she took during your meeting with the band. It turned out that she took more photos of you than ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. You heard her explaining to the other girl in your class: "''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was just a pro. I wanted to catch some real emotions. Girl, I thought she was going to cream her panties!" So, there were some comments and giggles, and more jealousy. <<if $relations.Girls gt 2>>The girls generally liked you, so the comments weren't nasty, but you were kept asking to tell about the meeting and male band members. A week ago you wouldn't believe that you'd discuss with your female classmates which one "Celtic Maiden" musician is the cutest, but it happened!<<else>>And the jealous girls could be really mean. It was the first time you heard that you looked like a slut and you'd blow the band if they asked you for. You generally knew that you needed to be popular to be forgiven for good things in your life, but you faced the girls' bullying for the first time.<</if>> Honestly, you had to admit that ''Susan'' was right when she said that you were a photogenic person. You used one of this photos as your avatar in social media. Earlier you had the photo where nobody could see your face. You got a lot of hearts and compliments.<><<if $events.length gt 0>><<if $events.contains(1)>>[[You were on the film from the concert!|Film from the concert]] <</if>> <<if $events.contains(2)>>[[Your handwriting changed.|Your handwriting]] <</if>> <<if $events.contains(3)>>[[You noticed the colors in other way!|Colorful notes]] <</if>><<else>>Of course, you had also some encounters with you classmates. <<if $relations.Boys gt 2>> [[Your friends wanted to hang out.|Your friends want to hang out]]<<else>>[[The boys reminded you that they hated you.|More sneers]]<</if>><</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You sighed. Poor ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. You knew him enough to know what he was going through right now. He failed himself again. Your mother once told you that kids from such background like ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' divide into two categories: people who blamed the world and people who blamed themselves. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' blamed himself. He didn't claim himself as "normal" (whatever that meant). He felt different. He was sure that he should somehow earn to be a part of the society. He said to you that he felt like an alien. He tried to work hard to convince "normal" people and himself that he could earn the Earth citizenship. Good grades, good manners, and causing no problems were part of this work. Having a "normal" girlfriend was definitely the goal he wanted to achieve. And ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'', whatever you or ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' could say or think, seemed to be the milestone for ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' socialisation. She shared his faith (you doubted if the other values), she was pretty and confident. She was a real princess who noticed him, the boy from the gutter. And now it was over... You sighed again. To your surprise, you wanted to talk about it with someone, and you chose to speak with your parents. And it worked. They liked ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', and they knew him well.<<events $player>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<if $nobet==0>><<set $chips=$chips-1>><<set $protected=$protected+1>><</if>><<set $bets.You = $bets.You +1>><<set $backto ="Protect yourself">><><<if visited($backto)==1>>You looked at your card. After what you saw you knew that those chips could really change things. You needed protection. You looked at ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' card and the bunch of chips she put next to it after she changed back into a girl. "If I place my chips next to my card the rest of you will need to put more of them to bet on me or to make the moves against me?" you made sure. "Precisely. Then you'd lose them, you can't keep them for the next round." You sighed. "Here we go..."<<else>>You have <<print $chips>> left.<</if>> <<if $chips gt 0>>[[Bet 1 more chip]] [[You bet on the other people.|Bet your chips]]<<else>> You observed the other bets. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' played carefully, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' seemed to regret her impulsive defense. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' used her power over ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' mercilessly, causing him the wildest thoughts about blowing the boys and hanging out with them in public. You realized that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' would have a hard time. Then everything went blur. [[You woke up.|Waking up]]<</if>> <<if $chips gte 3>>[[You used the chips to transform yourself.|Use your chips to transform yourself]]<</if>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You finally found some time for a book you bought. "The recognition of spirits" was the collection of short stories about the cursed high school in your city. Those spirits forced the students to commit suicide, but they had to act in some particular way. There was a scheme that the victims could discover and tried to overplay. It was fiction, but the author did some research. And you could find some similarities to your situation. First of all, those spirits seemed to be more force than a person. The school was drained its students of their will of life. And some people learned to drain this energy. So this school had its divers too. But what was the most important, there was a chance to relieve yourself from the curse's influence. The author suggested that the curse had symptoms similar to neurosis. The victims needed to break the habits the curse wanted them to repeat constantly. Of course, the resistance caused temporary problems, but as the curse needed to follow its rules, there were days when it was easier. Well, as the fiction it wasn't the best book you ever read, but in fact, you felt inspired a little.[[Another Monday...|Another Monday]]

<><<set $backto = "Stay away with Olivier">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You turned your head away. You didn't want to be here, but you couldn't leave as the door was blocked. But this whole situation disgusted you. "I have to say, I feel a little sorry for this fucker," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' said. "Am I getting soft or something?" "If you were getting hard when you saw a girl bleeding, you were a sick son of a bitch," you snapped back before you could stop yourself. He looked at you with disbelief, then shook his head. Oh, I forgot how the words "soft" and "hard" could be used to torment a boy. It's funny because it's about a penis. Ha. Ha. Ha." But he smiled a little, definitely happy that your comment distracted you. In meanwhile, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' managed to leave the classroom. She ran to the restroom, then, after the break, she went home. Life wasn't easy to her, for sure, but both of you, you and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', didn't talk about it.[[The day followed...|Your day at school]]

<><<set $backto = "Stop the bullying">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You turned to ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. "Give her copybook back," you hissed. She smiled wryly. "Why would I?" she snapped back. "Don't you want to watch this motherfucker sweat? I enjoy every moment. And I am not the only one." She was right. As ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' desperately was looking for a copybook, boys and girls - more girls - were commenting and laughing. The old hag sighed with disgust. "Ok, girl, that's enough," she said. "Spare us your poor acting. Face the fact. You had a lot of fun this weekend. Not everybody has to finish school, you know. Maybe we were trying too hard." ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' face turned red. The old hag's words meant: "you can back to the gutter you belong", and everybody noticed that. The math teacher looked at her with pure disgust, but it wasn't her job to judge her look. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' tried to pass math. "She sweated enough. Come on, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', that's enough. <<if $approaches.contains(3) and $approaches.contains(4)>>She looked at you carefully. [[Then she nodded.|You persuaded Martha]]<<else>>She shrugged. [["Sorry, I threw it away."|Caroline lost her copybook]]<</if>>

<><<set $immoral = true>><<set $backto = "Take your time">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>Why the fuck you should be in rush? You did nothing wrong. You were both adults and you just have sex. You weren't afraid of his parents. "What the fuck are you doing?" ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' hissed, trying to wear pants. But it was the whole thing. You did nothing. You were in your shorts and you didn't tie your loose hair. You got up from the bed because the greetings the hosts in the bed would be rude. But it was obvious that you spent the night here. They didn't shout or commented anything. You were sure that if ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was still a girl, they would react more violently. But they were just cold and upset. You could deal with it. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' seemed to be surprised, yet you knew that he was excepting the real fight after you go. You dressed up quite quickly, but you weren't in rush. You took your stuff and said goodbye to his parents. He wanted to keep the distance, but you kissed him on the lips. His mother winced. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' rolled his eyes and smirked. "You are going to kill me or what?" he whispered. You smiled wryly and stroked his hair. "I wish you a pleasant Sunday." You went home, feeling pure satisfaction because of your behavior. After the weekend with ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' you needed to show yourself that you wouldn't meet the expectations of people you didn't agree with.[[And your Sunday was good.|Lazy Sunday]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $transformed =[]>><<set $notransform=0>><<set $protected=0>><>You were again in the poker room, and you weren't alone. There was a rather plumpy and nerdy looking guy that looked familiar, but... Then your eyes bulged out. "''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''?" The boy smirked, but you noticed the fear in his eyes. "Not in this moment, but yeah," he answered. "He likes to remind me how much I owe him." Well, you had to say that this nerdy boy owed much to the Parity. Of course, as this form was the creation in the dream, he could look different, but you were sure that if ''<<print $they.marthaMaleName>>'' remained a boy, he would be a victim of bullying. You heard some sound, so you turned your head in this direction. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' entered the room. She was naked and looked quite exhausted. You could notice the bruises on her neck and shoulders. Whatever ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' did to her, he was quite rough. He came just after ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. He was clenching his teeth and frowning. His hands were shivering a little. He was furious and his anger was terrible. "Oh, we're all here, finally," he said quietly. Then he said to ''<<print $they.marthaMaleName>>''. "Why are you still in the clothes? I want finally extract some man of you. If you want to change back, you need to fuck ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''." A boy who used to be the sexiest girl you ever seen undressed quietly. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' looked at ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' with the fierce defiance in her eyes, but he just looked at her. "Do you want to say something?" She wanted. She even opened her mouth, but only the muffled sounds came out of her mouth. Then she started to choke. She desperately tried to catch some air, but she couldn't for the entire minute. Her face became redder and redder, then she kneeled before him. He smiled a little and she sighed, desperately taking the breath. "Much better. My bitches need to know their place. Now..." He looked directly at you and you started to... <<if visited("Morning with Olivier")>>[[...shiver.|If you had sex with Olivier]]<<else>>[[...shiver.|If you didn't have sex with Olivier]]<</if>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $events =[]>><<if visited("Claudia in tears")>><<set $justinBreakup=$justinBreakup+2>><</if>><<if visited("Kiss for goodbye")>><<set $justinBreakup=$justinBreakup+2>><</if>><<if not visited("The trip")>><<set $justinBreakup=$justinBreakup-3>><<else>><<if visited("Ruins")>><<set $justinBreakup=$justinBreakup+1>><</if>> <<if visited("Park")>><<set $justinBreakup=$justinBreakup-1>><</if>> <<if visited("Graveyard")>><<set $justinBreakup=$justinBreakup+1>><</if>> <<if visited("Concert hall")>><<set $justinBreakup=$justinBreakup+1>><</if>> <<if visited("Cafeteria")>><<set $justinBreakup=$justinBreakup-1>><</if>> <<if visited("Mall")>><<set $justinBreakup=$justinBreakup-1>><</if>><</if>><<if $justinBreakup gte 6>><<set $events.push(1)>><</if>> <<if visited("Agree to help with Dorothy")>><<set $events.push(2)>><</if>> <<if visited("Join")>><<set $events.push(3)>><</if>> <<if visited("Your friends want to hang out")>><<set $events.push(4)>><</if>> <<if $relations.Girls gt 2>><<set $events.push(5)>><</if>> <<if visited("You lost your second virginity") or visited("Be seducive to Olivier")>><<set $events.push(6)>><</if>> <<if visited("Morning with Martha")>><<set $events.push(7)>><</if>><<set $eventsCount =$events>> <>Your life didn't slow down because you had your period. This week was full of events you need to deal with despite your current situation.<<events $player>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $events.delete(5)>><>You realized that the girls in your class started to treat you warmer. You knew that during those first days they embarrassed a little in your company, just like you were embarrassed. Especially changing for the gym was a challenge for you all. You felt out of place there, and the girls looked at you like you were some perv in the wig and stuffed bra. But they got used to you. When one of the girls took the bra next to you what a little shocked everyone including you, her eyes widened for a moment, then giggled. "Come on, we are all girls here." And it was the gamechanger. Since then, you were just one of the girls. It made a lot of a rather awkward situation because it turned out that the important part of being a girl was to made an opinion about the subject you did not know about. You barely recognized the types of clothes you had in your wardrobe. Checking out the new haircuts of boys and girls was a new experience. And the girls obviously thought that your blushing and uncertain, banal comments were sweet, so they provoked you constantly. But you knew that you had some position in this group and they did that because they found it funny not to make fun of you. It was a rather nice experience. But you had to confront yourself with those thoughts. You looked at your reflection in the mirror and asked yourself a question. Did you really become just one of the girls? It wasn't hard to think about yourself as a girl with the presence of your parents or even ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. They weren't aware that anything changed. For them, you were always a girl, a little rough, geeky and tomboyish. But the fact that your classmates accepted you as a girl was crucial. And the necessity of answering this question bothered you. [[It felt more and more natural.|Be excited]] [[It was too much for you.|It was a little too much]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $nobet=0>><<if $attracted.length gte 3>><<set $chips=$chips+1>><</if>><<if visited("Morning with Martha")>><<set $chips=$chips+1>><</if>><>"I'm in," you said. You hoped that you sounded confidently. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' smiled so wryly that you felt that you made a wrong choice. "Wonderful!" he said. "So, let's explain the rules of our little game. Of course, as you are aware, this game is some kind of illusion. We just... arrange the reality to make this room and this game. Everything you touch, taste, see, hear or smell in this room is just a mirage. But you don't want to know how everything really looks like, believe me." He paused for a moment. "But you are here for the game. So, we are represented by our cards. As the Parity is some kind of fertility force, it rewards us when we are sexually active. This reward is our chips. So, if you have sex... a lot of sex... You get more chips to spend. You can spend them in two ways: to bet or to alter the reality. You can transform yourself or the people you are attached to - but it's expensive - or you can try to influence other people's behavior. If they bend to your expectation, you win chips. If they don't... Well... You lost them, so you need to have sex even more." You looked at your card and the stock of <<print $chips>> token chips next to it. "Sometimes we get so much control over the people that we can play their card. This is the fate that actually happened to ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. Our sweet ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' did many naughty things to get this card." You looked at her, puzzled. You saw the grim determination in her eyes. "As you can see, you don't have many chips. I encourage you to challenge your... hmm... fertility. So, play it easy. In time, you'll be a real diver."[[You bet your chips.|Bet your chips]] [[You used your chips to transform yourself.|Use your chips to transform yourself]]

<><<set $backto = "Touch the chip">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You felt the strange and strong urge to touch the melting chip. You knew you probably shouldn't do it. You knew that it could change something in you. You knew that it could have permanent consequences. There were so many reasons not to do it. You ignored them all. You touched the chip. It was odd in the touch. It had a consistency of jelly, but it wasn't sticky. In fact, it felt like you didn't touch it all, but how it was escaping your touch. It seemed to shiver, it seemed to... cower? You blinked several times. You looked at the shrinking, melting proof of the existence of the supernatural. Yet you felt its uncertainty and fear. You felt dizzy. Was it afraid of you? No, that would be ridiculous... Wouldn't be? Finally, the chip melted ultimately. It vanished without a trace. After a moment you realized how hungry you were, so you went to the kitchen for a breakfast. Your parents were there. Maybe it was just an illusion, but they both seemed... to glow a little.[[Your Sunday.|Lazy Sunday]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You tried your best to fitting in. Nothing could stop you, even the amount of beer you probably shouldn't drink as you were much lighter. Even the fact that most of the jokes were sexist or at least showing a girl as a sexual object. You knew such "sausage parties". You tried to ignore the way your classmates were looking at you. You knew that they rather weren't dangerous for you - but this "rather" implanted rather an unpleasant feeling. You didn't stay long. Your period weakened you, you dreamed about the hot, relaxing bath. You went earlier with one of your classmates that had to be home earlier. He wasn't eighteen yet and his parents were really strict. Despite this, he insisted that he walked you home because it was after 9 PM. You tried to persuade him that it wasn't necessary, but it was useless. You were a girl and you needed an escort. But you had a nice evening. You thought that even when you threw up most of the beer you drank earlier.<<events $player>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>"You need to challenge him," you said, when finally you two went for a date that finished that you were laying in your bed. You were both dressed, but you were close and that counted. "What are you talking about, doll?" She was playing with your hair. "''<<print $they.davidName>>''. He's like you, isn't he? He's a diver and you are a diver..." "Stop it. I don't want to talk about it." "Sure, me too. When I am with you, I want to do other things... But I can't, because this fucking weirdo made me some poor porn character if I'll do them! You need to challenge him. You are strong. Is he stronger than you?" "More experienced for sure. And he isn't a high school student, so he could fuck when we're at school." "So we need to wait until the holidays? Then you'll have more time." She chuckled. She leaned over and kissed you deeply. You both were shivering in need, an urge that you couldn't release. "I want you," she whispered. You chuckled. "So take me!" "Don't be silly..." "So do something that it wouldn't be silly. That would be natural." She remained silent for a long time.<<events $player>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>As ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' showed some of his softer side, you looked forward more engaged relationship. Maybe not that you would be a girlfriend and boyfriend, but he could be more caring and sensitive not only during sex. As he didn't seem to be interested in such activities, it was you who proposed going to the movies or the cafeteria. You knew each other too long and too well to ask about the favorite color, but some romanticism wouldn't hurt. But it was a failure. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' treated you as earlier. You discovered the meaning of the term "fuck buddies" - you were just friends like earlier, but now you have sex. It turned out that you probably should force some romanticism before you spread your legs. You weren't sure what ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' thought about you. He - as always as he didn't want to talk about something - turning the conversation into a joke or simply laughed at you, calling you a naive princess. It was really frustrating. It always fascinated you how ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' could be mature in some things and a total spoiled, reckless brat in the other. But maybe he cared a little. When you showed your disappointment, he even bought you a rose. It was the first flower you received in your life, and a gesture was nice. Of course, you joked that the pizza was your favorite flower. He seemed to be a little offended by such a comment. So you got some revenge... Eh, the relations weren't easy.<<events $player>>

<div class="hintboxOwn">The transformation section is just a draft. It will be filled with the Patron's ideas as one of the goals at the Patreon.</div><><<set $count =$count+1>><<if $notransform==0>><<set $chips=$chips-3>><</if>><<set $backto ="Use your chips to transform yourself">><><<if visited($backto)==1>>So, you could use those chips to transform yourself. You remembered your change and felt the familiar warm tingling. Betting on someone's behavior was one thing, but use some weird magic to change your magic was something more serious. And you had to do it aware and willingly. You felt your mouth went dry. <<if $changeName == false and visited("Help Caroline")>>"You can't use them to transform back into the boy," said quietly. "It was a lie that could cost me some chips. You can look more boish, but it won't help much. You'll be a doll anyway." You looked at her carefully. You didn't expect the tips from her. You decided to transform:<<elseif $changeName == false>>So you could slowly change back to your real self! That was a thing that made you feel relaxed. You restored some control of your own life. You decided to transform: <<transform $player>><<else>>You decided to transform: <<transform $player>><</if>><</if>><<if visited($backto) gt 1>><<if $chips gt 0>><<if visited("The real rules")>>[[You bet your chips.||Bet your chips]]<<else>>You observed the other bets. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' played carefully, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' seemed to regret her impulsive defense. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' used her power over ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' mercilessly, causing him the wildest thoughts about blowing the boys and hanging out with them in public. You realized that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' would have a hard time. Then everything went blur. [[You woke up.|Waking up]]<</if>><<else>> You observed the other bets. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' played carefully, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' seemed to regret her impulsive defense. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' used her power over ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' mercilessly, causing him the wildest thoughts about blowing the boys and hanging out with them in public. You realized that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' would have a hard time. Then everything went blur. [[You woke up.|Waking up]]<</if>><</if>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You opened your eyes rapidly. <<if visited("Real rules")>>You couldn't remember the bets of the other players! You remembered the plot against ''<<print $they.robertName>>'', but what about chips... What about you? How many chips they bet on your sex life? Damn this fucking Parity!<<else>>Your heart was racing.<</if>> It was dark yet, 4:30 AM. You turned on the light. You were breathing deeply for a while, trying to calm down. <<if $transformed.length gt 0>>You looked at your reflection in the mirror. Yes, you changed. You looked at your changed <<if $transformed.length == 1>><<print $transformed>><<else>><<print $transformed[0]>> and <<print $transformed[1]>><</if>> The realization of your transformation gave you the overwhelming the feeling of power. And turned you on.<<else>>You were walking around the room, gathering your thoughts.<</if>> <<if visited("Morning with Olivier")>>Impulsevily, you took your phone and called ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. You were almost jumping from the impatience like a toddler before he picked up. "Ummm... Yeah?" he asked and yawned. "You set me free from the Parity!" you exclaimed. He hissed because of your loud shout. "What?" "Do you remember when you said you wanted to fuck me, not some ''Auntie'' slut? You undid that fucking first dick curse! Sure, I would suck you dry right now, but it's because I want not because some fucking weird spell would force me!" You laughed. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' needed a moment to connect the dots. "That's... That's awesome. I mean, this part about the undoing the spell, not about the blowjob..." "Sure!" you snorted. "That's probably the weirdest call in the middle of the night I've ever heard of. I mean..." he yawned. "Go back and sleep! I've just wanted to tell you!" "See ya!"<<elseif visited("Tell him everything")>>Impulsevily, you took your phone and called ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. You were almost jumping from the impatience like a toddler before he picked up. You told him about the dream. He needed a moment to connect the dots and he was yawning constantly, but he said that he appreciated that you called him. You heard the concern in his voice. You knew he would have many questions. He wished you good night, but you knew you wouldn't sleep for the rest of the night.<<else>>You had the urge to call ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', but you resigned. You thought that it was the middle of the night, and you needed to process your thoughts and memories. Those dreams were really exhausting. You came back to the bed.<</if>> <<if $transformed.length gt 0>>You couldn't sleep, of course. You still were touching your transformed body parts. The magic of the Parity was flowing in your veins, claiming your thoughts and needs. Eventually, you gave up. Your delicate hand went to the slit inside your panties. That was the craziest session of masturbation you ever had. You needed to bite the pillow to not scream or moan so loudly that you would wake your parents up. You were wriggling for an entire hour. You soaked everything in your juices so much that you have to throw the bedding into the washing machine in the morning. And still, even after this exhausting entertainment, you remained awake until you have to go to school.<<else>>You couldn't sleep, of course. The rest of the night passed slowly. You were thinking about all the dreams you had for the last week. You thought about this strange reality you experienced involuntary. You were exhausted when the alarm reminded you that you should get up and prepare for school.<</if>>[[At school.|Chap 6 conversation with Olivier]]

<><<set $backto = "Watch it melting">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You decided to open both windows in your room. The fresh air and the sounds of the street seemed to accelerate the process. The chip was losing its shape, he melted like a snowball during the sunny day. The colors were fading. You tried to name them, but your eyes were drying as you were looking at this strange rainbow. You blinked several times, then you turned your head away. So you didn't see the moment when the chip disappeared completely, but you felt it. It was a moment of peace. You felt free and safe again. You stopped to feel that something (or somebody) observed you. It was just you in your room. And, despite the changes, it was a space where you felt comfortable. You sighed and smiled. That was a good beginning of the day.[[Lazy Sunday]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You both were too dazed to talk when you were walking down the street. Then you said simultaneously: <<if $changeName == true>>"''<<print $you.femaleName>>''..."<<else>>"''<<print $you.maleName>>''..."<</if>> "Uhm... Listen, I..." Then you both stopped. "You first!" "No, ladies first!" "Fucking feminist!" You both chuckled. Then you sighed. "Are you sure... Are you sure it's ''Auntie''?" He looked away. "What else?" "Well, she wasn't too stable before she changed the school, you know. I think... I... That she... she could be..." You couldn't say that. He sighed. "Sure, there is a possibility that she... That... She wouldn't get better even if she passed the exams. Sure... But part of this situation is ''Auntie'' for sure, so... We can't help if she... if she is... if she has... But we can help her to cast out ''Auntie'' of her life. It's worth trying. Don't you think?" The last question he asked shyly and quietly. Now it was your time to look away. "Sure, we can try. That's only 3 weeks..." Then ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' stopped you and hugged you hard. "Thank you! It was so hard to deal with it alone..." Well, you bet it was also hard to deal with two. <<events $player>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You went earlier with one of your classmates that had to be home earlier. He wasn't eighteen yet and his parents were really strict. Despite this, he insisted that he walked you home because it was after 9 PM. You tried to persuade him that it wasn't necessary, but it was useless. You were a girl and you needed the company. You sighed. Yeah, you were a girl. The symptoms of your period reminded this fact even more than the long hair and bouncing breasts. But you were a girl also because the people who knew that you changed your sex treated you as a girl. ''Thomas'' and boys didn't want to hang out with you because they knew you and wanted to show their support in your difficult situation. They wanted to hang out with you because you were a girl they could speak with. Despite the sexualization, despite the boisterous announcements, most of those boys even didn't hold a girl by the hand. You were a girl for them enough close to them to practice on you. You were a girl for the beginners. And you didn't know if you should laugh at them or feel pity for them. But one thing was sure. Even people who knew that you were transformed behaved differently. That was another broken bond with your old life...<<events $player>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You smiled with a relief. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' deserved more than ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''. She didn't understand him. She didn't want to understand him. For her, he was a shelter dog that could be shown as proof of how good Christian she was. You believed that the faith helped ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' to endure. You didn't share his belief but you could respect it. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' used his devotion to God to control him and it was sick. <<if visited("You think of him")>>And you wanted him. You wanted him in your life. You wanted him in your bed. You wanted to moan his name. You wanted to meet his mild eyes when you opened yours. It wasn't love, not in the way you loved ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. That was a deeper friendship. It felt so natural to think about it as you were a girl and he was a boy.<<else>>Well, it seemed that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' needed a new girlfriend and you were sure that you were on his wish list. You smirked. Damn, how this transformation could complicate simple things. Then you realized that you were thinking about being his girlfriend too widely and too long. You blushed a little, then shook your head. Ridiculous.<</if>> Your father launched Leonard Cohen's concert in London in the early 2000s, so he started the new project. You heard "Waiting for the miracle" and listened to the lyrics. It was one of ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' favorite. In reality, when you were a boy he said that he sang it dreaming about finding someone to love. You were sure that in this reality he had a crush on you since elementary or middle school. "I dreamed about you, baby It was just the other night Most of you was naked Ah but some of you was light" You could sing it about ''<<print $they.justinName>>''.<<events $player>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You saw enough to be worried about your own period. You were transformed on Wednesday, so your period would start the day after tomorrow. Of course, you had some knowledge about it - you had a girlfriend once, and ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' used to share with you the most drastic details about her menstruation, especially when you were eating. But it was really different. You didn't want to share fate, who definitely didn't know how to act. But you were too ashamed to ask anybody. Especially in school. What if somebody would hear you? You sighed. You knew it was childish, but you felt embarrassed until the end of the school day. You knew you had two days to get some information, but you were sure that you could ask now or never. You thought about people who you could ask. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was the first idea. But maybe you should ask ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. She transformed you, so maybe she could give you the more detailed information. But you knew that you were some kind of the experiment for her. And you didn't like the way she was patronizing you... Damn. You decided to ask:[[$they.oliviaMaleName|Ask Olivier about it]] [[$they.marthaFemaleName|Ask Martha about it]] [[You freaked out and didn't ask anybody.|Freak out about your period]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You saw enough. As you were free to go, nothing could stop you. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' showed you a curtain. Surprisingly, you somehow knew that he was telling you the truth. You stepped forward. You thought about all horrors that were mercifully covered by the illusion of the poker room. You were glad that you wouldn't meet beings or forces that inhabited this strange dimension. Your life was hard enough without the void the people in this room tried to dive in. You crossed the threshold. You felt pity for ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' who were the true victims of the Parity. Your life was changed, but their lives were still tormenting by the force of ''Auntie''. Well, everyone made their decisions. You heard the moans. Apparently, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was getting another lesson about her places. You pulled a face. What a fucked up situation. Then you...[[...woke up.|Waking up]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $events.delete(2)>><>You went with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' to ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'s'' flat. He came there often to check on her and her preparations to the exams. It wasn't easy job. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was agressive during her attacks. He showed you some bruises. You had the lack of the enthusiasm, but you promised. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' didn't pick up the intercom. She ignored ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' calls. Luckily, one of the neighbors let you in. When you knocked on the door, the silence answered you. You looked at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and shrugged, but he remained focused. He used the doorbell and rang constantly. Finally, the door opened and you saw ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. She was naked. "No... No... Go away, please." Her voice was so weak that it frightened you. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' blocked the door with a foot. "That's ok, ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''," he said gently. "You shouldn't be alone. Let me in. Will you let me in?" She blinked. He stepped forward. Then she nodded. "S-sure." You both entered the flat. It was big and comfortable. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' looked terrible. Without clothes, she looked like a living skeleton. Her hair was in a total mess. She was shivering. You closed the door when she screamed. "Why the fuck did you bring him?!" Apparently, she didn't notice you. She clenched her fists and ran into you. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' stood between you with his hands rising. "Shhh. Relax. Calm down. He will help us." "No! No! He won't! ''<<print $you.maleName>>'', get the fuck out of there! I don't want you here! Fuck off!" As you saw madness in her eyes, you really wanted to retreat. "He will stay. For me. OK?" "For you? For... you? OK, for you." But it didn't last long when she started to shout at you again. She apparently didn't take her medicines. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was distracting her. You found the number of her mother (you found the number of her father but you kept looking). She promised to come, and she arrived after 30 minutes. That was really hard half on an hour. There was a little sense in ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'s'' words. She kept talking about negotiations and processes. She remained silent for a moment, then she was yelling at you again, hissing how much she hated you. When ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'s'' mother came with some woman around her age, you gladly left. You were shocked. You were also impressed how calmly ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was during the situation. "I asked ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' for some advice," he said, still pale. He sighed. "Damn, it's getting more and more serious. I doubt if she will pass the exams. Eh. But we have to keep trying. She's a smart girl."[[You would help him and her.|Wow, that serious]] [[You saw enough.|I'm tired of Dorothy]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You acted friendly with ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''.''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' bit her lip. "Fine," she said. She opened her backpack and took ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' copybook. She threw it on her table. "I found it. Thank ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', you little shit," she added quietly. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' looked at you surprised, but the old hag wasn't too patient. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' went to the board and solved two exercises before she let her go. When she sat in her place, she was shaking and wet because of the sweat. You almost heard her heart racing. ''Susan'' looked at you with pure hate. You probably got a new enemy. You clenched your teeth. It was insane. You understood that students could be awful to each other, but the plot that could end in falling the school was just too much. And even that they were probably right that if ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' remained a boy he would bully you constantly didn't change your opinion. In a year you all would finish school and you wouldn't meet again. It turned out that ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' problems didn't end. The white shorts she wore made the situation even worse. When the bell rang and she stood up with fear on her face, everybody saw a red spot...[[...on her shorts.|Blood on the clothes]]

<><<set $backto = "You understood she had to work">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You sighed and grabbed your stuff. You were aware how hard ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' had to work to maintain her status. She was beautiful and smart, but it only meant that she had a chance to reach the top, it didn't guarantee her anything. And you already noticed that her self-confidence was just a pose. She sometimes seemed to be lost and she reacted with anger. Your mother was pretty similar, and maybe why you did what your father did in such crises. You smiled at her and tried to joke. "I can throw out the traces of our drunkenness if you want to look more professional." But she didn't get it. "Sure, good idea." She didn't even look at you, focusing on her reflection in the mirror. You sighed and kissed for goodbye on the forehead to not ruining her makeup. You took an empty bottle with you. The receptionist smiled at you when you were leaving. She clearly got used to the guests who wore the same clothes as yesterday. You went home. It turned out that you would have...[[...really lazy Sunday|Lazy Sunday]]

<><<set $backto = "You were angry">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You frowned. "I am not your whore you can kick out of your bed," you hissed. "I get you're busy. I'm leaving. You don't need to act like a total bitch." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' froze for a moment. You saw this before. She was processing what did you say. If she should show you her anger, or maybe you were right. This time she claimed your right, but when she smiled at you, you noticed how forced her smile was. "I'm sorry," she said. "I'm just nervous. Sure, you aren't my whore. We... we had a good time, didn't we?" She was clearly uncertain. You were quite surprised how clumsy she acted sometimes. You knew she was dating. You knew she had quite vigorous sexual life. Still, when you were looking at her you reminded how stressed you were at the beginning of your relationship with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. You wondered if she really cared about men she had sex with. One thing was certain. She cared about you. Her kiss for an apology was almost shy. "You are the best, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''," you said and kissed her back. "When you aren't bossing around." You took your stuff and left her room. The receptionist smiled at you when you were leaving. She clearly got used to the guests who wore the same clothes as yesterday. You went home. It turned out that you would have...[[...really lazy Sunday|Lazy Sunday]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $events =[]>> <<if visited("Let Olivier pick you up")>><<set $events.push(1)>><</if>> <<if $player.feminineHabits gt 0>><<set $events.push(2)>><</if>> <<if $player.feminineHabits gt 2>><<set $events.push(3)>><</if>> <<if visited("The meeting with band!!!")>><<set $events.push(4)>><</if>> <<set $schoolday=$events>><>The school day was passing slowly. As senior classes would write their graduation exams in three week, the teachers were scaring you with your exams even more than usual. You sighed. Sure. This exam was the monster of the year, as you didn't have enough stress. <><<if $events.length gt 0>>It turned out that this day wasn't as boring as it seemed to be after ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' left. In fact, some unforseen things happened. <<if $events.contains(1)>>[[You were on the film from the concert!|Film from the concert]] <</if>> <<if $events.contains(2)>>[[Your handwriting changed.|Your handwriting]] <</if>> <<if $events.contains(3)>>[[You noticed the colors in other way!|Colorful notes]] <</if>> <<if $events.contains(4)>>[[Susan shared the photos of you with a band.|Photos with band]] <</if>><<else>>Of course, you had also some encounters with you classmates. <<if $relations.Boys gt 2>> [[Your friends wanted to hang out.|Your friends want to hang out]]<<else>>[[The boys reminded you that they hated you.|More sneers]]<</if>><</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>Your father seemed to be distracted in ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' company. He was losing the thread, he smiled nervously and stared at her longer than he should. It was a quite normal reaction for her beauty, the part of her charm. You saw this many times. Well, you used to be affected by her appearance too, so you couldn't really blame your father. <<if visited("Martha helps you")>>But you remembered how he was acting when she came to help you get ready for a concert. He seemed to be immune to her charms. Now he wasn't. You felt worried. Something changed and it wasn't a pleasant change.<<else>>For ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' it was quite a common reaction, she just ignored the clumsiness of your father. But you saw a triumph in her eyes. She liked the power she had over men... and some women, of course.<</if>> But his behavior slowed you down. He found the excuses to come into your room and to have a small talk with you. It irritated ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. "We should to go to the cafeteria," she said. "Men stare there too, but you always can tell the service to ask them to leave" You blushed a little. You didn't like that she compared your own father to some creeps. But what could you do? Maybe it was the best solution. His behavior worried you, so maybe it was the way to limit the potential damages. You were sure that your mother could have a certain opinion about your father's reaction to the high school girl, especially in the year of the election.<<events $player>>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You had to admit that boys gave you some space during those several days. <<if $logPrologue.PopularityBoys lte 2>>Your transformation into a girl changed your position in your group. You weren't a threat, you weren't a rival, you couldn't challenge their always endangered manhood. They could appreciate your qualities, especially when you could give them your homework. They preferred you in the form you had now.<<else>> You never made close friends in the classroom - that place was occupied by ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''.<</if>> You were quite grateful that they kept a distance. But they were curious. The changes took place generally at the beginning of the fresh year, so students didn't know each other too well. They weren't so close to asking questions about the sudden gender change. They knew you for 2 years, it was enough time to be encouraged to ask about some more serious matter. "Hey, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''!" one of your classmates, ''Thomas'', said. He hesitated for a moment. "It's... It's OK to call you ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''? I mean, if you prefer ''<<print $you.maleName>>''..." <<if $changeName == true>>You smiled at his embarrasment. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' is ok." He sighed with relief and smiled nervously. "Great! You look more like ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' than ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' to me... I mean... Errr..." He blushed. You heard a laugh of the other boys. "Dude! You aren't asking her out!" "How do you know?" ''Thomas'' sighed once again and cleared his throat. "Can we forget about the beginning of this conversation?" "We can try," you said with a wry smile.<<else>>"I prefer ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. Nothing changes." He shook his head vigorously. "Sure! Nothing changed." He looked at you in the way that you were suddenly aware of all things that changed. He blushed a little. "Anyway! I want to ask something." He said that so quickly that he needed a pause to take a breath.<</if>> "My old folks are out of time and I'll have a little party on Saturday. If you find some time, feel welcomed." "Oh, thanks, I'll keep it in mind." His smile widened. "Great!" He retreated quickly. You shook your head. Saturday... You'd be on your...[[...period.|You are next to bleed]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $events.delete(2)>><> While you were taking notes on the history lesson, you finally realized it. Your handwriting changed. You looked at your notes, stunned. You turned two pages behind. Of course, your copybook changed too after you were transformed, but you had a history lesson on Thursday, the day after your transformation, and your handwriting looked almost identical as you were a boy. But now... It was a girl's handwriting without any doubt. Thankfully, you were still left-handed. As a boy, your handwriting was neat. Your mother didn't forgive herself if her son could have lowered grades because of the illegible writing. As a girl, your handwriting was rounder and smaller, and maybe it wasn't calligraphy, but definitely was even nicer than it was before. You had a problem with focusing on the lesson. It surprised you how this change touched you. So many things changed in a far drastic way, the handwriting should be even unnoticeable... But still, it was very personal. And you still had it after your change... Of course, you couldn't talk about it with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. A girl or a boy - she still wrote in Trollish.<><<if $events.length gt 0>><<if $events.contains(1)>>[[You were on the film from the concert!|Film from the concert]] <</if>> <<if $events.contains(3)>>[[You noticed the colors in other way!|Colorful notes]] <</if>> <<if $events.contains(4)>>[[Susan shared the photos of you with a band.|Photos with band]] <</if>><<else>>Of course, you had also some encounters with you classmates. <<if $relations.Boys gt 2>> [[Your friends wanted to hang out.|Your friends want to hang out]]<<else>>[[The boys reminded you that they hated you.|More sneers]]<</if>><</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $period = $period -1>><>Your period introduced some tension between you and your parents, especially your father. He was starting a new project, so his mind was cloudy and his actions even more clumsy than usual. Usually, you took it with understanding and humor, but as you were in pain you could be mean to him. Of course, it was quite annoying when he put the bread into the fridge, but you probably shouldn't snarl. His reaction embarrassed and angered you even more. He looked at you with a surprise, that he looked at the calendar, obviously counting! He smiled at you indulgently. "Do you need something, sweetie?" "Just be careful about what you are doing!" you shouted and went to your room. It was quite strange that you didn't slam your door. <<if $period gte 0>>But it turned out that your parents passed the test of handling you during the period. Your father was helpful as always, even your mother didn't comment on every single thing you were doing. They gave you space and they didn't ask the stupid question. And they bought a lot of chocolate, which was crucial during the first three days.<<else>><><<set $periodProblems.push("relations with parents")>><>Sadly, those situations were repeating. Your parents were in a busy moment in their life. They kept occupying the bathroom when you needed it. They didn't give you space. You were arguing with them quite often. You were equally tired of them just like they had to be tired of you. You wondered if the project and elections caused that or they simply didn't know how to deal with a daughter on her period. Well, the time would show.<</if>><><<if visited("Cramps") and visited("Mood swing") and visited("Food") and visited("Blood") and visited("Your parents")>>[[This eventful week...|The events of the week]]<<else>> <<if not visited("Cramps")>>[[The cramps.|Cramps]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Mood swing")>>[[The swings of mood.|Mood swing]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Food")>>[[The food whims.|Food]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Blood")>>[[The blood.|Blood]] <</if>> <</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $period =3>><<set $periodProblems=[]>><>You went to the bathroom and took the pad. You remembered that throwing it into the toilet was a bad idea, so you threw it into the bin. You wiped carefully and took a new pad. You sat on the toilet seat with mixed feelings. That was strange. When you were a boy, seeing even a drop of blood in your crotch would freak you out. And there was a lot of blood here, and still, it was natural. Weird. It didn't hurt. The pad wasn't too comfortable, but as you heard that all "period stories", you expected something more terrifying and painful. Maybe ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' did transform you that you'd have painless periods? You would appreciate that. It wasn't your only visit to the toilet during this night. The foreign sensations kept waking you up. It turned out that your hopes were premature. Your period really affected your life.<div class="hintboxOwn">You have to choose 3 things that aren't so bad. The rest would be burdensome.</div> <><<if visited("Cramps") and visited("Mood swing") and visited("Food") and visited("Blood") and visited("Your parents")>>[[This eventful week...|The events of the week]]<<else>> <<if not visited("Cramps")>>[[The cramps.|Cramps]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Mood swing")>>[[The swings of mood.|Mood swing]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Food")>>[[The food whims.|Food]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Blood")>>[[The blood.|Blood]] <</if>> <<if not visited("Your parents")>>[[Relations with your parents.|Your parents]]<</if>><</if>><>

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<set $events.delete(3)>><>Even as distant as ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' seemed after the dream you shared, she and you had the history project to follow. The diving business distracted her, but soon she started to show more enthusiasm. As you were interested in history too, it was the thing you could understand. Of course, you were aware, when you were watching the sparkles in her eyes and this hunger for knowledge, you really looked at nerdy ''<<print $they.marthaMaleName>>'' that was inside this nymph's body but you quickly stopped to think about it. As drastic as you changed you remained the same person, so you had to give her space to feel herself. You remembered only a few pieces of information from the lecture, so you needed to read more about the beginning of the Soviet occupation in your city. When Red Army repulsed the Nazis from some area, they immediately introduced their own structures of terror. Sometimes even the concentration camps after liberation just changed the guards and the prisoners. Anyway, the members of the resistance movement were hunted by Communists as well as they were hunted by Nazis. The places they buried the victim remained unknown for many years. As your city was ruined, there were a lot of places when the remains of the victims laid and waited for a decent funeral. As you looked at the map of the identified places, you saw many of them in your district. You suddenly felt cold. You weren't comfortable thinking about all these bones and restless spirits that waited for the decent ceremony. You knew that most of the so-called haunted places were nothing but abandoned buildings with a good PR, but as you looked at the map you were sure that you felt someone's presence when you were nearby. Well, maybe you watched too many horrors (or you were a student of the cursed high school). <<if visited("Your dad gives his guitar")>>You usually met with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' in your home. She brought some books you kept on the bookshelf. It seemed to be a better place as you lived closer to school. But there was an unexpected problem. [[Your father.|Your father was acting weird]]<<else>><<events $player>><</if>>

<><<updateDefiance $auntie>><<set $count = $count+1>><<if visited("Morning with Olivier")>><<set $bimbo=0>><<else>><<set $bimbo=1>><<set $resisted =0>><</if>><><div align="center"><h2>Chapter 8</h2></div>You didn't have a boring life. And your life didn't slow down even after the eventful week. Your mother prepared for the elections and it meant a lot of work for you and your father. As always, you were going to collect some signatures. You could frown, roll your eyes, sigh deeply or wince, but it was your damn job. The European Union caused many changes in your country. Two of them were the most visible: the fountains in the squares and constant picnics in the neighborhood. It was quite odd. But it seemed that it was the easiest way to get some funds was to organize a picnic. So, between April and October, there were 2 or 3 picnics in your city. Picnic for neighbors, picnic for families, picnic for seniors, picnic for cats and dogs, picnic for children, picnic for heroes, picnic for nature, picnic for the planet... They were boring as hell. You kept meeting the same people. Mostly middle-aged local activists that had no personal life. The scouts that collected money for a camp. The senior choirs that sang terribly folk songs. And, of course, the local politicians who were wandering around proudly. But the job was a job. You understood that your mother's career affected your family life. But you felt lonely. You rarely saw ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' those days. <<if visited("Your dad gives his guitar")>>He spent most of the days playing guitar your father gave him. He seemed to return to the dream about his own band. It was strange, but the pleasant view to observe him so focused and hard working.<<else>>He seemed to return to the dream about his own band. It was strange, but the pleasant view to observe him so focused and hard working.<</if>> ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' had a lot of projects as the influencer, so she seemed to lose the interest she had in you. You thought that being changed into a girl was just an event for people around you. You looked forward to Friday. You were going to spend the whole weekend with ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. The world of great politics reminded you of its existence. The wall of your school was devastated. Someone painted the walls with red paint and wrote the inscriptions. "Fuck the commies", "Rosset red whore", "death to the enemies of the Homeland". It seemed that the case of changing the patroness of the school was coming back. Your mother said that it would be an important topic during the election campaign. As you looked at your school's walls, you thought about that way of the political fight. You thought that...[[...it was a step in the very wrong direction.|It's barbaric]] [[...it was a way to express the thoughts, nothing more.|It's way to express]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You didn't know why, but as you looked at the graffiti, you felt unsettled. Unsafe. You understood why people were standing in front of them and shaking their heads. It wasn't a single inscription. It was an announcement. You were worried about what step would be next. There was a little violence in your country. The access to the weapon was limited, the protesters burned four cars in ten years. The police weren't brutal. You were raised in a safe country in the middle of Europe. But yet, such inscriptions were a warning that those safe times were going to end and that was deeply worrying you. Winter was coming. The stuff washed out the inscriptions during the day, but you kept thinking how the change of the patroness could affect the Parity. As ''Auntie'' wasn't really a Parity, maybe nothing would happen. You imagined that ''John Paul II'' would replace her and students keep the change. That was a really funny vision. Then came Wednesday, so the messy part of your period luckily ended. You used the restroom more than you used to do it for several years of your education as a boy... But it didn't mean that...[[...nothing happened.|You and Caroline]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Even if you didn't agree with the postulates, you believed that everybody had a right to express their beliefs in public. You weren't moved or touched by such inscriptions. The nationalists were rather a folklore of the political scene. So you didn't really understand how many people in your neighborhood reacted. Many people who lived here for decades were against the removal of names and statues from the Communist era. They reminded them of their youth which was better than their nowadays' existence. ''Alice Rosset'' wasn't really a heroine that left a legacy important to them, but she was a patroness of the school for most of their lives. They would defend her name. The stuff washed out the inscriptions during the day, but you kept thinking how the change of the patroness could affect the Parity. As ''Auntie'' wasn't really a Parity, maybe nothing would happen. You imagined that ''John Paul II'' would replace her and students keep the change. That was a really funny vision. Then came Wednesday, so the messy part of your period luckily ended. You used the restroom more than you used to do it for several years of your education as a boy... But it didn't mean that...[[...nothing happened.|You and Caroline]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $carolineFriendship =0>><><><div class="hintboxOwn"><div align="center">''Did <<print $they.carlFemaleName>> start to trust <<print $you.femaleName>>?''</div> <<if $relations.Boys lt 3>>You are not popular among boys ''+1''. <<set $carolineFriendship = $carolineFriendship+1>> <</if>> <<if $relations.Girls lt 3>>You are not popular among girls ''+1''. <<set $carolineFriendship = $carolineFriendship+1>> <</if>> <<if $directVictim == true>>You didn't redirect the plot to her in Prologue. ''+1''. <<set $carolineFriendship = $carolineFriendship+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Don't laugh")>>You didn't laugh after her transformation ''+2''. <<set $carolineFriendship = $carolineFriendship+2>> <</if>> <<if visited("Stop her")>>You interrupted her having sex with ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' ''+1''. <<set $carolineFriendship = $carolineFriendship+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Interrupt sex")>>You interrupted her having sex with two boys in girls' restroom ''+1''. <<set $carolineFriendship = $carolineFriendship+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Be concern")>>You showed the compassion when the bullying started ''+1''. <<set $carolineFriendship = $carolineFriendship+1>> <</if>> <<if $attracted.contains("Caroline")>>You enjoyed the daydreaming about her ''+1''.<<set $carolineFriendship = $carolineFriendship+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("You persuaded Martha")>>You persuaded ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' to give her copybook back ''+2''. <<set $carolineFriendship = $carolineFriendship+2>> <</if>> <<if visited("Help Caroline")>>You helped her when the period started ''+2''. <<set $carolineFriendship = $carolineFriendship+2>> <</if>> <div align="center"><<print $carolineFriendship>>/8 You <<if $carolineFriendship gte 8>>''earned''<<set $trust=1>><<else>>''didn't earn''<<set $trust=0>><</if>> ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' trust.</div></div><>As your period started two days after ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'', you spent some time together in the restroom and sitting at the bench during PE. You thought about her often. You compared your situation to hers, and how differently you were acting. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' acted actively to set herself free from the Parity. Her life changed more than yours. You still have devoted friends and loving parents. She was even more lonely than she used to be as a boy. She sank into divers' activity, and she was pushed to have a lot of sex. She looked like a person who had a nightmare and she couldn't wake up. <<if $trust ==1>>You found some compassion for her, and she noticed it. She even appreciated it. Among all people, you had no reasons to make her life better, but still, you weren't her enemy. You weren't her friend too, but it turned out that you were the person she... [[...wanted to talk about her plans.|She told you about her plot against Robert]]<<else>>But even when her life was so miserable, she didn't forget to show you... [[...how much she hated you.|More sneers as always]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' looked really lonely when she was looking away. You knew that her life even as a boy wasn't simple. As a victim of the Parity tormented by ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' she had even less hope that she could live normally. She had nobody to talk about her feelings. She was even more lonely than ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. "I need a boy to trade my place with," he said quietly. She looked you straight in the eye. "I can't break the Parity to change back and if anybody doesn't volunteer, I'm stuck." "It won't be easy, I suppose," you said lightly. She pouted her mouth. "Tell me about it. Even ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' doesn't want to change back... Or, at least, she said me to fuck off." "Did you ask him?" "Sure. We both are victims anyway. But... As I don't want to kill two boys in our class to activate ''Auntie''..." You realized that she was actually thinking about it. She just... made the other decision. You felt uncomfortable at this moment. "So, I need to push ''<<print $they.robertName>>''." Oh, it was too much. You chuckled and shook your head. "''<<print $they.robertName>>''? Into a girl? Willingly? That's... Wow! Sorry, I understand you are desperate, but ''<<print $they.robertName>>''?" She smiled at you wryly. "Oh, of course. He already has a lot of thoughts about how easier life he would have if he was a girl. Those all crap he put into the chips... All nasty things he wanted you to do in public... He suffers that his mates are too homophobic so he can't just blow them in the middle of the street. That they don't put their hand on his ass... Oh, yeah, I think that some more pushes and he'll ask for a cunt and pair of tits." That was a lot of information to process, so you were quite grateful that some other girls went to the restroom and interrupted this conversation. You had a lot to do after school. <<if visited("Morning with Olivier")>> But it turned out that the conversation wasn't over. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' desperately needed someone to share her thoughts. She caught you after the final lesson. This time she had even more shocking news... [[...to share.|Caroline wants be fucked by Olivier]]<<else>>Your mother needed your assistance in some boring, local picnic. But first you had to catch... [[$they.oliviaFemaleName|Conversation about changing back]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' didn't give up, but you couldn't find respect for her. She seemed to be stuck in her emotions and actions. She couldn't bully you anymore. Her constant sneers were meaningless. She could only bark at you, and you got better and better at ignoring her. It was the other source of the frustration. She reminded you that you were a girl. Sure, you were a girl. So what? She was a girl too. She was teasing you about your appearance, but as you were prettier than her it didn't bother you. Yet, you didn't get used to your look, so those insults were... how to put it... a little abstract to you. Your life after a transformation was far better than her, so you noticed that she was jealous of you. She was no longer a threat. She had no power over you. So yeah, you heard all those insults and sneers, but you just shrugged. On the other hand, she was so vulnerable to your teases that you sometimes just couldn't stop yourself. It was quite easy for you to see tears in her eyes. But you had the other problems. You sighed as you left the restroom. You had to go to this boring....[[...picnic.|The meeting]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' sighed. You noticed she blushed lightly. "You don't know how I envy you, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," she said. "You are nobody's bitch. You don't have this... switch that makes you act like a total slut. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' is real friend. Of course, she didn't know what she was doing, but... But if she did, she would have done this earlier, wouldn't she?" "Sure, he... she would have. She hates the Parity, she would do everything against it." ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' snorted. "Well, she hated me more than ''Auntie''," she pointed out. "You earned it, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''." She bit her lip. "Yeah, I suppose I did. But not for this Hell I'm living now." You didn't confirm, you didn't deny. It was strange to have such a conversation with her. She seemed to be lost in her thoughts, then she sighed. "Well, I have to try anyway. I'll ask him." You needed a moment to realize what she was talking about. Your eyes bulged out. "Do you want ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' to fuck you?" She blushed furiously, then you saw the anger that characteristic for ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' you knew and hate. "Yeah, I want!" she exclaimed. "Are you her fucking girlfriend or something? Why the fuck are you so surprised? She's the only way out of the fucking Bimboland. You should understand me!" She certainly regretted she told you. She left quickly, slamming the door behind her. You were too shocked to follow her for a while.[[You had to talk with him!|Conversation about changing back]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You wanted to give ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' some space, but the revelations you heard were too important. So you finally speak with him. "''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' told me that you didn't want to change back." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' winced, then he snorted, but he said nothing. "Well?" He looked at you carefully. "Sure, I don't want to change back. I love wiggling my new cock like a helicopter." You rolled your eyes. "''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''..." He clenched his teeth. "What do you want to hear, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''? Why are you so fucking interested in my gender? It's a private thing, you know." He was angry and you didn't really understand why. You looked so surprised that he calmed down after a while. "Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. But I don't want to talk about it. But making the long story short... Yeah, I told ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' to fuck off. It's not even about changing back or not," he added but you didn't really believe him. "I don't want to mess with ''Auntie'', that's all. Look at ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. I won't make another ritual. No matter what." "Even if I wanted to change back?" you asked quietly. He pulled a face. "I have to go. Good luck at the picnic." And he left, just like that.[[You went to the picnic.|The meeting]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Your task was quite simple. You did this before, 4 and 8 years ago. You were sitting at the primitive stall and collected the signatures for your mother's committee. You had to be nice and smiled a lot. Some lonely people would talk to you, so you needed to nod constantly and agree with everything they said. You weren't alone. There was the older woman that acted in some local association. If you remembered correctly, she sang carols with the local senior club. The old ladies sang so terribly that laughing at them was the beginning of your friendship with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. It turned out that collecting the signatures was a lot harder when you had breasts and a pretty face. It was probably one of the most traumatic experiences you had as a girl. You were a girl long enough to get used to some glances and even comments in the public but the nationalist in the bookshop was the creepiest guy you had a contact with (except ''<<print $they.robertName>>'', of course). Comparing to this picnic, that troglodyte was prince charming. A young, pretty girl sitting in the stall was bait for creeps. After fifteen minutes you had the urge to throw all sweets into the nearby sewer that stank terribly. Sweating, badly dressed men kept coming and while they got the sweets, they said something like that: "Oh, they have to be sweet from that sweet girl." "Do you have something sweet in the back room?" "I will take three, such a pretty girl for sure doesn't want to get some weight." They acted like they invented the funniest text in the entire Universe. You were smiling forcibly. Comparing to the election for years ago, you collected far more signatures. But as another creep was leaving, you were wincing with disgust. The woman who was with you laughed constantly. She kept repeating that you were a lucky girl, and you had the urge to punch her in the face. After one hour you felt exhausted. And then the crisis came. That creep even wasn't old. He could be 8 or 10 years older than you. He also referred to your sweetness, but then he said that the pen ran of ink. "And what are we going to do?" he asked mockingly. "So shame, I can't support you!" You turned around and got another pen. As he didn't see you, you rolled your eyes, like you did several hundred times for the last hour. As you gave him a pen, he took your hand and kissed it, which one hundred years ago would be probably charming, but you felt used and molested.[[It was part of your job.|You try your best]] <<sneaky $display>> [[You couldn't let it go.|You are bored being nice]] <<forceful $display>>

<><<set $backto = "You are bored being nice">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You pushed the creep away. "What the hell, man? Fuck off!" you exclaimed. You didn't push him as strong as you should, but he lurched anyway. He would fall if he didn't bump into the older woman who was standing behind her. It caused the fuss you really wanted to avoid. Older people commented that you acted like a savage, but you actually got some support. The creep erased his signature, but you gained some new signatures from women who congratulated you quietly. Why the fuck quietly? You weren't a hero or something, it was just normal behavior. The rumors spread. People there didn't have their lives. Your mother was a public person, so you were sure that she would hear about it. As your mother tried to act like a conservative mother and wife, you were more than sure that she would shout at you. You winced. Yeah, her career was far more important than the fact that her teenage daughter was molested by some creep. You were angry. You hated that local politics' bullshit. You hated those people around you who were staring at you as you were some animal in the cage. At that moment you hated your mother too. The woman who was with you didn't comment on your behavior, but she left the stall to gossip with the other older women. As they sometimes stared at you, you were sure that you were becoming a local attraction of the picnic. It turned out that you had to face the other creeps, but this time the familiar ones. You noticed ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' with his cavemen'... [[...friends.|Robert and his friends]]

<><<set $backto = "You try your best">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You tried to be delicate, yet firm. You didn't want such a gesture. It was old-fashioned etiquette, but you were sure that this creep didn't want to be gentle. He just wanted to touch and kiss a young girl. As he noticed the lack of enthusiasm, he finally left. You sighed deeply and rolled your eyes. Being a girl was sometimes hard. It was exhausting to get rid of all those guys that were constantly hitting on you. You regretted that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' or ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' weren't here. You were more than sure that many of those pervs would think that you were one of your friend's girlfriend and didn't try to "charm" you. Geez. Speaking of the pervs and creeps, you noticed the familiar face. You noticed ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' with his cavemen'...[[...friends.|Robert and his friends]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $robert =0>><><><div class="hintboxOwn"><div align="center">''How well <<print $they.robertName>> struggles with the Parity?''</div> <<if visited("Made you wear it")>>You were forced to wear a bra ''+1.''<<set $robert = $robert+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Robert kisses you")>>He kissed you during the game ''+1.''<<set $robert = $robert+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Beaten")>>He beat you in the dream ''+1.''<<set $robert = $robert+1>> <</if>> <<if $wetKiss==true>>He gave you a wet kiss in the day you were transforming ''+1.''<<set $robert = $robert+1>> <</if>> <<if $attracted.contains("Robert")>>You enjoyed the daydreaming about him ''+1.''<<set $robert = $robert+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Interrupt Robert")>>You interrupted his gay sex in the pub. ''+1.''<<set $robert = $robert+1>><</if>><div align="center"><<print $robert>>/4 ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' <<if $robert gte 4>>''keeps resisting'' to <<set $roberthomo=0>><<else>>''is falling upon''<<set $roberthomo=1>><</if>> the influence of the Parity.</div></div><>It was clearly something new. Every guy that used to threaten you, every guy that caused the trouble in the elementary school, and every guy that had some problems with the law as a teenager, during the last few years started to call himself a patriot and found a new respect for the flag and national culture. Of course, your society was quite conservative, and history was still very present, but this change of the vandals and the petty criminals into the patriots was even more supernatural than being hugged by ''Auntie''. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was rather the exception. He was enough good player to remain on the junior football team in middle school, and he even earned a scholarship. He found enough institutional support to get into ''Rosset high school'' when most of his crew barely finished middle school. He used to be a leader, the biggest, the richest, and the most intelligent of them. When you saw him with his mates, you still could see that he was his leader. But it was going to change. If you didn't know what was bugging him, you would suspect that he could be ill. You could suspect even some kind of cancer. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was pale and lost in his thoughts. He didn't catch the sexist and primitive jokes. He wasn't whistling at the girls, he didn't comment on their appearance. As you were observing him for a while, you noticed that boys seemed to interest him evermore. He obviously was checking out one of his friends and he clearly was ashamed of it. hey even went to your stall. They were local boys, so most of them knew you. "Hi, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''!" one of them said. "If you suck my dick, I can vote for your mother!" He laughed, but he didn't get the support of his friends. One of the guys kicked him in the ass. "Shut up, you fucking shit! Say "sorry" to her!" He was surprised, but he mumbled that it was only a joke. You knew it wasn't about you. It was the respect your mother earned as a social worker. They left to take some free sandwiches. <<if $bimbo==1>>Then you forgot about them. You froze in terror. You had to have hallucinations! Your eyes bulged out. You blinked several times, but you were still seeing HER. ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' smiled at you widely, and... [[...came closer.|Bimbo-Pauline appears]]<<else>>You sighed. Men could be really disgusting. Then your phone... [[...started to buzz.|Justin calls about the weekend]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Your eyes bulged out. It was her! ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' was approaching, bouncing her wide hips and enormous chest. She wasn't real, you kept repeating yourself, and in fact that fact was confirmed, as she was a little transparent and went through the people. But she was real enough for you. "Hello, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''!" she exclaimed, waving to you entusiasthically. "What's the matter, darling? You look like you saw a ghost. A creepy, scary ghost. Boooooo..." She made a spooky face, then she giggled. She came closer and looked mockingly at you. You looked around, but the woman you worked with still talked with her friend. "I was sent here to help you, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' said, playing with her head. "They say that you don't fuck at all. We'll take care about it, darling. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' made you look like a boy, what's a shame, but you are a girl enough in those all places where it counts." You realized you were sweating. Then you noticed something else. Her presence already affected you. You were more than aware of your breasts and vagina. And you became more than aware that men around you had tools to make you fulfilled and satisfied... "You see? Piece of cake! Let's find you a juicy boy! [[You confronted her.|Use the headphones]] <<clever $display>> [[You escaped.|Escape]] <<quick $display>>

<><<set $backto = "Escape">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You didn't risk the conversation with supernatural. Your horror interests prepared you for this moment. You turned around and ran as fast as it was possible. You hear a giggle and you were praying that you would escape. <<if $approaches.contains(5) and $approaches.contains(4) and $auntie.Defiance gte 3>>You ran from the picnic area. You were barely breathing. The terror you felt was rising to the level of panic. You were glad that you used the toilet before the picnic because you could piss in your pants. What the fuck was that? What the fuck did it mean? Hopefully, it seemed that running was a good idea. You were safe. You were safe... Then you felt the rapid touch and jumped, scared as hell. Luckily... [[...it was just a phone.|Justin calls about the weekend]]<<else>>But you couldn't. You felt that your legs just couldn't run. Everything around you went blur. Then you started to feel a growing excitement. Excitement and horniness. If you were still a boy, you probably would have a boner. But as a girl, you felt a lot of the other signals. Your nipples were erecting and your crotch started to pulsate. You smiled widely. Damn, finally you would talk to someone interesting after this all boredom! You giggled to yourself. You called him and waved excitedly. Then you went to him, bouncing your hips... [[...and breasts.|You went to him]]<</if>>

<><<set $backto = "Use the headphones">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You tried to be reasonable. From your experience, the situations when the Parity affected you were quite short. There was no reason to panic. ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' was smiling at you. You put the headphones in your ears. People around you didn't need to think that you were crazy and you were talking to non-existent persons. "OMG, you are so smart, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," she praised you. "But there is no need for that. I don't want to talk with you. Why would you talk with me, if such stallion like ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' is around?" You looked at ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' who was nearby and you gulped. You started to sweat instantly. You looked at his muscles. You wanted to touch them. You wanted to lick them. Especially one important muscle... You heard a giggle and it sobered for a moment. But just for a moment. You knew that the Parity caused everything you felt, yet you couldn't resist. "Go, girl, get him." ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' gave you that slutty smile, and you, to your terror, smiled back. You were ready. You were more than ready. You went to him, bouncing your hips...[[...and breasts.|You went to him]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $immoral = true>><<set $robert = $robert+1>><>"Hey, boys, what's your rush?" you said to them, smiling widely. looked at you puzzled. "As you stopped by, I thought, that you finally will talk with me again, ''<<print $they.robertName>>''." What the fuck crappy line was that? The boys looked at you surprised, but ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' looked even more puzzled. He cleared his throat, suddenly uncertain and... shy? You thought it was sweet. You thought it was disgusting. "I think you don't want to hang up with me," he said. You rolled your eyes. "You know, a girl can be busy. But yeah, you shouldn't give up. Never." You wondered if ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' invented such crap himself. At least, he got more and more confident. "Sure, babe, I won't," he said and smiled sheepishly. He started to connect the dots, apparently. He came closer and hugged you. You felt his hand on your buttock and you smiled with delight. "Not here, silly. They'll fire my mother," you whispered to his ear, teasing him a little. "Call me sometimes." "Sure!" Then the phone called. You shuddered, feeling that you can control yourself again. You turned around quickly and left, hearing the compliments of ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' crew.[[The phone was still calling.|Justin calls about the weekend]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><><<if $bimbo ==1 and not visited("You went to him")>>As your phone started to buzz, you felt the sudden relief. You stopped rapidly, quite surprised. You looked at your phone. ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. You looked at this name with real delight that surprised you too, and even a little worried. But it wasn't the sexual pressure that you felt whenever ''Auntie'' wanted to mess with you. You picked up the phone. <<elseif $bimbo==1>>The feeling of disgust overwhelmed you. You hated ''<<print $they.robertName>>'', you hated ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'', and you hated even yourself as you were so weak. When your phone started to buzz, you didn't want to check it. You didn't want to talk to anyone. But there was something surprisingly calming in the rhythm of it. Some feel that made the world around you a little bit predictable. Bzzzz. Bzzzz. Someone was waiting for you. Bzzzz. Bzzzz. Someone was giving you the choice. Bzzzz. Bzzzz. You looked at your phone. ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. You looked at this name with real delight that surprised you too, and even a little worried. But it wasn't the sexual pressure that you felt whenever ''Auntie'' wanted to mess with you. You picked up the phone. <<else>>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' callled. Finally, some normal person to talk with. Some boy who knew how to treat a girl, not some creep...<</if>> "Good afternoon, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he greeted you with his usual politeness. This courtuassy reminded you how he once lost a bet to ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' and he had to greeting people with "Wazzzup!" for a week. That was really good. "Hi, ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. What's up?" "I was thinking about you, so I called." And he didn't correct himself or something, he didn't tell he was sorry. You were really surprised. "I want to talk about this weekend," he added after the moment. Oh, so he was joking that he wanted to flirt with you, wasn't he? Wasn't he? He wasn't joking when he was singing the love ballad to you in front of his girlfriend... <<if $bimbo==1>>But his voice was refreshing. You felt dirty because of ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'', and now you were feeling only better. You wanted him to talk more.<<else>>That was interesting.<</if>>[[You talked longer.|Talk longer]] [[You cut it quickly.|Cut it quickly]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>"Oh, I knew you call only when you have some business to me," you said mockingly. "Sure. I'm self-centered jerk. You know me." "Do you invent it by yourself or did ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' call you that?" you snapped back. "No, it was me," he said calmly, but you felt that you crossed some invisible line. <<if visited("Justin and Claudia broke up")>>"So, how you holding up?" "Better than her I suppose..." "Cut the crap, dude. I don't care how she feels. So, again, how you holding up?" He chuckled, then sighed. "I will live. People around me aren't surprised that we've broken up, you know..." "No shit," you snorted. "You all sound like it was so obvious..." "You know, dude, she wears a cross bouncing on her big breasts, so you were helpless..." He chuckled. You were sure he was blushing right now. <<else>>"Isn't ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' jelaous that you'd spend weekend with me?" He sighed. "She trusts me... for most of the time." You snorted. "Yeah, I bet she'd call you 10 times in the hour." "I suppose you are right. But I accept that. I mean, she has trust issues, so the only thing I can do is to make her sure that she could trust me. She'll learn that she has nothing to worry about. I told her that she needed to accept the fact that you were in my life." "Wow. You had really serious conversation." "The story of my life." "So... What did you tell her about me to convince her?" He hesitated for a moment. "I told her that I became the boy she loved because you worked hard for our entire life to make something valuable of me." You were quiet for the while. "Wow... I mean... Wow." He chuckled.<</if>> <<if visited("Photos with band") or visited("Be friendly")>>"Anyway, she found your photos in the web with some influencer she follows. She is very surprised you hang out with such a star." "Yeah, I suppose she thought that I can hang out only with you and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''." "I appreciate you don't forget about us." "How could I?" He chuckled. "Well... There was a time when you met some rich and intelligent girl..." You rolled your eyes.<<else>>"Anyway, I will be the same time tomorrow I was two weeks ago. I don't expect you'd come to pick me up, I have to visit my mother, so I'd be around 9 P.M." "Well, ''Stan'' would be upset. He will pick my parents earlier and he wanted to see you." "It wouldn't be the first time my mother would spoil the fun. Tell him I'm sorry. I would gladly speak with him." "Nobody was just as happy as him when he heard that you had a girlfriend." He chuckled. "The list of happy people was quite long, but yeah, I can believe that he was the happiest."<</if>> You talked some time. You realized how happy you were that you would spend with him. <<if $bimbo ==1>>You felt safe in his company.<<else>>You missed him so much.<</if>>[[You came home.|Olivier didn't pick up the phone]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><><<if $bimbo==1>>The small-talk with ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' sounded surrealistic. You were extremaly tired after picnic and after the struggle with ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>''. You dreamed about the bath and the bed. You didn't want to talk right now. <<else>>The small-talk was nice, but you were tired. As your mother would take most of your evening, you wanted to rest. You'd have the whole weekend to talk with ''<<print $they.justinName>>''.<</if>> ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' recognized your lack of enthusiasm. You knew he would understand. You were talking for a while, then he hung up. You sighed. Damn, there was a time when your life was easier.[[You came home.|Olivier didn't pick up the phone]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You went home. God, that day was exhausting and you were more than sure that wouldn't end. You looked at your phone. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was marked on a photo with some people you didn't know. They looked a little older than you. There was a girl and two guys. You assumed that there were people who could make a band with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. It wasn't the first time he was talking about making his own music, but it was probably the most serious attempt you saw. <<if $bimbo==1>>"Maybe you should play, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''", you heard a familiar voice. ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' looked at you mockingly. "I think you should try a flute." She made some the gestures that mimic a blowjob. "Or maybe you will be a singer... I don't know... You've got such a pretty voice," then she moaned and screamed. She looked at you and giggled. "Ok, cut the bullshit. Come on, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. It's time to fuck ''<<print $they.robertName>>''." [[You shuddered.|The temptations of Bimbo-Pauline]]<<else>>The rest of the evening was calm. Your mother didn't come home until 9 P.M. You had hope that she would be back so late that you could pretend to sleep. But, unfortunately, you didn't have such luck. [[She was back.|Your mother talks to you]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You heard your phone ringing. You didn't recognize the tune. It wasn't something you could choose. But you had the urge to answer it. ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' smiled. "Come on, you know who are calling," she said. "You can tease him a little, but don't keep him waiting too long. He's waited long enough. And you've waited long enough. Come on. Pick it up." You moaned because of the sudden pleasure you felt. You had to do something! Think! Think! "Maybe he'll send you the photos of his dick if you ask politely," she teased. You moaned a little. That... That was too tempting...[[You had to escape!|Run from home]] <<quick $display>> [[You went to your father.|Stay with your father]] <<careful $display>>

<><<if not visited("Run from home")>><<set $backto = "Stay with your father">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><<else>><<set $count =$count+1>><</if>><>You didn't know why you thought about your father. But it looked like ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' had access to your thoughts, because she laughed. "Sure, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''!" she exclaimed. "Come on, little boy, run! Put your teddy bears to the corners of the bed! Don't stand on the floor of the bed, jump to the chair! Turn the night lamp on! Oh, you silly, poor thing." She came slowly, bouncing her wide hips. She was playing with her hair, smiling wryly. "I think ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' will like when you'll call him "daddy"," she said. "And maybe he will tie you into the bed like you tied your teddy bear, remember? You were so frightened after you watched "The Ring", so you had to be sure that you wouldn't throw it when you would sleep... And you would turn on something more than some lamp, you know..." You felt dizzy. You were so overwhelmed by her presence that you could barely think. But you knew you should try to escape her. She was still transparent, so she couldn't stop you... You jumped forward and you ran from the room. It was probably the most exhausting thing you ever did. You went to the living room, where your father was writing something. He sometimes got tired from the computer and worked in more traditional way. He rised his head and looked at you. You felt the overwhelming relief. Maybe it was some kind of illusion, but your father glowed. <<if visited("Check it")>>He glowed just like ''<<print $they.justinName>>''.<<else>>It was blue, gentle, soft light.<</if>> "What happened?" he asked with a little smile. "Another spider or cockroach?" You could help yourself but chuckled. You sat next to him and put your head on his shoulder. "Yeah, some kind of the bug," you said and hugged him. Your father kissed you on the forehead. "Well, I see the progress. You don't scream anymore." You sighed. Yeah, sometimes you just couldn't scream.[[Your mother came back home.|Your mother talks to you]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><>You needed to go back home. You understood that you were vulnerable on the ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'s'' influence. If your father saw you, he would certainly do something. He... He would help. You had to believe in that. The phone buzzed again. Damn! Did you get it? You could swear you left it on your bed! ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' giggled. "You are even going in the right direction! He lived there! Come on! Let's go!" You stopped and turned around. You... had... to... go... back. <<if $approaches.contains(4) and $approaches.contains(5) and $auntie.Defiance gt 2>>It was one of the hardest tasks in your life. But you actually did it. You ignored all temptations, you ignored all insults. You somehow focused. You didn't really remember how you climb upstairs. For you, it was a blurry Hell you had to walk through. But as you went there, you screamed. It was the yell of the animal, full of fear and emotions. [[You went to your father.|Stay with your father]]<<else>>But you couldn't. Instead, you picked up the phone. "I want you!" you screamed to the phone. "I'll meet you soon! We will fuck! Are you so horny as I am?!" Nobody answered for a moment. "Wow, it finally kicks you, doesn't it?" ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' said. "Mmmmm... I'm so ready." "Good, good... But hell, I can't skip the training! You are dumb slutty bitch, you know it?" "Mmmmm... Come on, let's fuck! Don't keep me waiting! I... I... Don't leave me that way! I beg you!" He hesitated for a moment. "Nah, we'll fuck later. I wanted to check on you, as you acted weird on this picnic. You are no better than me, aren't you?" he mocked you. "I'm... I'm just a dumb slut." He chuckled. "God, I wanted to hear that! But we'll talk later. Now go and fuck yourself. Bye." If you could rip off your tongue during that crappy conversation, you'd probably do it. You'd never felt so humiliated in your life. But... But... [[The order was the order.|You surrendered]]<</if>>

<><<set $backto = "Run from home">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You needed to go back home. You understood that you were vulnerable on the ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'s'' influence. If your father saw you, he would certainly do something. He... He would help. You had to believe in that. You raced downstairs. Your heart was racing. You had to escape those thought. You ran for the while. You slowed down next to the church, but not because of the sudden faith. You just needed to catch the breath. "My poor, little boy," you head the familiar voice. You froze. ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' stood next to you. "Where do you think you are going? I'm here, with you. Wherever you go, I'll be with you. Maybe I will even nest in your delicious, creative mind." You ran. Terrified, you ran on the street and the cars almost hit you. But you were on the other side, in the park. "Be careful, ''<<print $you.maleName>>'', we don't want you get hurt." "Fuck off!" you shouted back. You didn't see her, so you were turning around rapidly. "Leave me alone, you sick whore!" You heard the giggle. "Oh, I will, don't worry. But first I have to make you a woman. I will enter you into the road of the womanhood. Oh, you'll love it. You will cause no more trouble. Now, let's started..." You felt sudden dizziness. You could barely...[[...think.|First temptation]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Damn. You were going to masturbate in the city park! Your last sobber thoughts were that you were lucky that it was quite empty. You couldn't stop yourself from caressing your breasts. You were moaning loudly. You hit the bushes and hid there. You unzipped your pants and lowered them. You couldn't wait for more. You started to rub. Oh, God, how intensive it was. You were whimpering like a bitch in heat. You barely saw the world around you. Very vivid visions were occupied your mind and ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was in each of them. In your fantasies, you didn't need to hide in the bushes to do what was your life's purpose. Your master and lover was next to you and fucked you in a way that was beyond imagination. You were masturbating so furious, that you even got hurt a little. You felt the sharp pain, but you didn't stop. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' could be rough too. You pinched your nipples and moaned even more. You finally climaxed and that was the moment when you finally felt yourself again. Your face turned deep red. The tears of humiliation showed in your eyes. You dressed up quickly. You came back to the lane staggering. When you finally sat on the bench, you hid your face in your hands. You were crying for nearly ten minutes. Fear and humiliation were overwhelming you. You felt a disgust so great that you finally threw up. You never suspected that a person could wipe and vomit at the same time. "Don't be so sad, girlie," you heard the voice of ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'', so you looked up. She was really close. Her cheeky smile made you feel even sicker. She came even closer. She looked far more solid than before. And she... And she touched you. She was stroking your hair for a while. You stood up rapidly and ran. Her laughter was chasing you for a long time.[[The evening conversation.|Your mother talks to you]]

<><<if visited("Your mother talks to you")==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>><<set $schoolproblem =0>><<set $topics=2>><> <><div class="hintboxOwn"><div align="center">''How the last events did worsen your situation at shool?''</div> Your ''Grades'': <<print $player.Grades>> <<if $relations.School gte 4>>You have the reputation of good student. ''-1''<<set $schoolproblem =$schoolproblem -1>> <</if>> <<if $approaches.contains(1)>>You are ''Careful''. ''-1''<<set $schoolproblem =$schoolproblem -1>> <</if>> <<if $approaches.contains(2)>>You are ''Clever''. ''-1''<<set $schoolproblem =$schoolproblem -1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Try to skip school")>>You didn't learn during your illness. ''+1''<<set $schoolproblem =$schoolproblem +1>> <</if>> <<if not visited("Lesson")>>You didn't focus on the lesson ''+1''.<<set $schoolproblem =$schoolproblem +1>> <</if>> <<if visited("To the principal's office!")>>You went to the principal's office ''+1''.<<set $schoolproblem =$schoolproblem +1>> <</if>> <<if not visited("Join")>>You didn't join the history project ''+1''.<<set $schoolproblem =$schoolproblem +1>> <</if>> <<if not visited("Don't go to station")>> You didn't do your homework during the weekend ''+1''.<<set $schoolproblem =$schoolproblem +1>> <</if>> <div align="center"><<print $schoolproblem>>/<<print $player.Grades>> Your situation is <<if $schoolproblem gt $player.Grades>>''bad''.<<else>>''good''.<</if>></div></div><> <><<if $immoral == true>><div class="hintboxOwn">Your parents know about your night spent with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''.</div><<set $topics=$topics+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("You are bored being nice")>><div class="hintboxOwn">Your mother heard about the incident during the picnic.</div><<set $topics=$topics+1>> <</if>><>It was a late evening when your mother came home. <<if $bimbo==1>>You were preparing to another confrontation. You were exhausting after today, but you knew you couldn't avoid the evening family's meeting. It would be a part of your life until the day of the election. <<else>>You were exhausting after today, but you knew you couldn't avoid the evening family's meeting. It would be a part of your life until the day of the election.<</if>> Your mother ate late dinner with your father. You didn't join them. As always, you were surprised how your parents' marriage worked. Your father earned more money than your mother, but he agreed that her work would be always more important than his. He was always on her side, ready to support her. But in exchange, he didn't get much. At least you didn't see too many signs of affection. The career of your mother was the most important part of your family's life for 8 years. Your father went to your room and knocked. "Come on, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', the boss's calling," he said brightly. You didn't know how he could be so optimistic. You sighed and got up from your bed. You sighed again.[[Here we go...|The election's campaign]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>"Talking about the responsibilities, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''..." she said. "We need to talk about your school." You tried your best poker face. "What about it?" you asked innocently. "I thought you would tell us. You are barely passing to next grade." "So it seems that I'm passing. I thought you said that as long as I'm passing, you won't make the drama. Of course, you are doing it anyway." "''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', we are worrying about you, that's all." "No, dad. Maybe YOU are worrying. I've just keep disappointing you, mom. Am I right? You can't be proud of me anymore, can you? Can't you parade with my good grades?" Your mother looked at you irritated. "I don't understand you. Do you lower your grades just to spite me? That's..." You snorted and rolled your eyes. "Of course not! It's not your business. My school isn't your business. I'm eighteen-year-old. I have my reasons, but it's my damn business!" "But if we can help you..." "I'll let you know!" Your mother was looking at you, puzzled. "I don't get it. You were always so smart, so intelligent girl..." You snorted. "Seriously, mom?! Because I've never heard it from you all my life!" "It's not true..." Your father interrupted. "We are all tired. ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', we trust that you know what you are doing. OK?" You sighed. "Sure, dad." <<if $immoral == true>>[[But it turned out that trust wasn't really an option.|Your immoral behavior]]<<else>><<if $bimbo ==1>>[[The terrible morning.|Your slutty thoughts]]<<else>>[[You needed your best friend!|Morning conversation with Olivier]]<</if>><</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Your mother paused for a moment, focused and uncertain. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', we know that you are sexually active with boys," she said simply. Your eyes bulged out. "And I assume that this boy - if there is only one - isn't your steady boyfriend." Your father cleared his throat. <<if visited("You went to him")>>"Yeah, we were quite surprised when we heard about that tall and muscular boy," he said. Your blood ran cold. Fucking Parity! "It would be a little sensation anyway, making out in front of everyone. You are my daughter, many people would gossip. But this boy has friends who already violated the law. I can't make you quit seeing him, but I advise you to be careful. And if he's your boyfriend, please, tell us. It would be easier to explain to everybody that you have a steady relationship and you got so excited." "No, he... He's not my boyfriend," you said. "Never was. Never will. That won't happen again." At least you hoped it wouldn't. But you looked at your parents. You knew that your mother didn't care about your sexual life. As a boy, you didn't have a single conversation about it. Your father did the job, speaking with you about the anticonception when you were in the relationship with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. It was about your mother's reelection. You clenched your teeth. <<else>>"Yeah, we think that you'd tell us about ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' if it was something serious," he said. You blushed involuntarily. "His parents are really upset," your mother said. "And I promised them to talk with you. They were great support for me for those years. Maybe it would be better if you talked to them if it wasn't a single encounter. They have a right to know if their son has a girlfriend." But you looked at your parents. You knew that your mother didn't care about your sexual life. As a boy, you didn't have a single conversation about it. Your father did the job, speaking with you about the anticonception when you were in the relationship with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. It was about your mother's reelection. You clenched your teeth.<</if>> You were embarrassed in this conversation, but you felt the growing resistance in you. It wasn't their damn business. "Sweetie, I know we are the terrible example of the planned parenthood," your father said delicately. "But as you are an adult, you need to know the consequences. You are not anonymous in this community. You would be judged more than most of the people your age." "Yeah, I've noticed it," you snapped back. The deathly hush fell. Your parents weren't prepared to talk with you. You neither. Your mother sighed. "Well, at least is the boy this time," she said. That was so unnecessary insult that you were shocked for a moment.[[You didn't let it go.|Chap 9 argue about Dorothy]] <<flashy $display>> [[Those reality shifts...|Chap 9 You didn't talk to your parents]] <<careful $display>>

<><<set $backto = "Chap 9 argue about Dorothy">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><> You winced. "Oh, contgratulations, mom," you sneered. "Did you order the survey for homophoby? Or was it something fucking real in you?" "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''!" your father exclaimed. "And what if I was a lesbian?!" you shouted. "Would you regret that you decided to give birth to me? That you wouldn't remove me, as the people around were so judging?!" "''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', enough!" "And you? How the fuck you could be so supportive of her?! "At least it was a boy!" Fuck you! It's not your fucking business!" You stood up rapidly. Your mother had a nerve, you had to admit even in your fury. She stood also. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', sit down. I'm sorry. I didn't mean that." "Sure you did! Were you ashamed of me?! Did you count how many votes you lose because of me?!" "No, I didn't. ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', you are my daughter and I love you." It would be easier if she shouted. But you were too angry to stop. "It's a funny way to express it!" "I meant that it would be harder for you if you weren't heterosexual. It was a poor choice of words, I'm sorry. I love you." It was just incredible how fast from the anger you could burst into tears.<<if $bimbo==1>>[[That terrible morning.|Your slutty thoughts]]<<else>>[[You really needed your best friend!|Morning conversation with Olivier]]<</if>>

<><<set $backto = "Chap 9 You didn't talk to your parents">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><> However that homophobic comment hurt you, you stopped yourself. You weren't in lesbian relationship with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'', it was just an illusion that ''Auntie'' caused. You didn't know how your parents would react if you had control. You didn't know how the potential coming out's conversation went. They had some fake memories implemented in their minds. But you were still disappointed. You kept thinking about it before you fell asleep. Your father didn't protest such a comment. You had many issues with your mother, but your parents were liberal. As two college-aged kids that stuck with an unwanted pregnancy, they weren't strict about many values. They raised you in the spirit of freedom and tolerance. You respected that. Your mother needed to act more conservative (well, she liked the rules too), but you were shocked that she could say something like that. Did her tolerance had limits and the Parity made you crossed them? You sighed. That whole conversation sucked. You didn't need this fuss. You had enough things to worry about. Finally, you fell asleep.<<if $bimbo==1>>[[That terrible morning.|Your slutty thoughts]]<<else>>[[You needed your damn best friend!|Morning conversation with Olivier]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>"Can you tell me what did happen today?" your mother asked. "Why did you yell at the man who wanted to support us?" You clenched your teeth. Us? Support //us//? You frowned. "Because he was a jerk who didn't respect my borders." Those students of psychology that guided the communication training should be proud of you. Your mother looked at you coldly. "I heard that he kissed you on the hand. So he tried to act like a gentleman, and you acted like a savage." You suddenly felt the heat on your face. "This creep wanted to touch and kiss a girl because he thought I am his fucking reward for scrabbling the signature," you snarled. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', language," your father said. "I understand you are upset, but..." "There are no buts, dad!" you interrupted him. "It's not being a gentleman. I can't believe it! Those years ago it didn't work that way! Not every creep could touch every woman he wanted to! If I was a lady, and he was at least rich, it could happen. But not those creeps whose only resource is the fact that they could vote here. Come on, mom! Those creeps were hitting on your own daughter! Do you really - I mean REALLY! - sold my fucking comfort for... How much? $450 monthly diet?!" "You are overreacting. Nothing happened - except that some people commented on your behavior on the Internet. Just think about the consequences of your behavior, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. You are no longer a child." You snorted. "Are you hearing yourself, mom? Some random guys on the web? Really? And what else? If they raped me, would you say that I provoked them? That I should smile at them because they would vote on you?!" "Stop being ridiculous. Nobody raped you. You have no idea about you are talking about. People are difficult, I understand it. I really." "You can justify everyone but me!" you exclaimed.[["I'm out!"|Chap 8 Rebel]] <<sneaky $display>> [[You didn't want to hear about it anymore.|Chap 8 Don't rebel]] <<forceful $display>>

<><<set $backto = "Chap 8 Don't rebel">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><> You sighed. "Anything else?" you asked. You pretended that you didn't care. It was an expression and tone that your mother hated. You felt a grim satisfaction as she clenched her teeth. "Yes, I think we are done here." You heard the disappointment in her voice. Well, you were disappointed too. She didn't understand you... No, it was more. She didn't want to understand you. She was blinded by her campaign. You were disgusted. Your father felt the tension between you two, but as two women of his life didn't fight openly, he didn't risk a joke. In fact, he was sad and serious. "Can we make a break for a some non-political matter? We have to talk about..."[[$they.justinName|Justin's visit]]

<><<set $backto = "Chap 8 Rebel">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><> You frowned. "As I'm so dissapointing you, mom, I won't help you again," you said. "It's not that I really like the politics." Your mother smirked. "Don't be childish, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," she said coldly. "Until you live under this roof, you are a part of this. No matter how you'll act, people will judge you as my daughter. I understand - really - that it's hard for you. That's unfair. And that you don't really have the choice. Just be reasonable." You bit your lip. You hated when she was so calm... so sure... And you hated that she was right. Your father smiled at you. "Don't worry, sweetie! We'll kick you off soon!" You rolled your eyes, but you couldn't help yourself. You smiled. It was your father's damn magic. But he got serious soon. "Can we make a break for a some non-political matter? We have to talk about..."[[$they.justinName|Justin's visit]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Your mother sighed. "Did ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' tell you about his mother?" You shrugged. "Nothing special. Why?" She hesitated. "As he didn't tell you, I can't tell you either. He has a right to keep it to himself. But..." You frowned. Was your mother going to bend the rules? It would be a shocking experience. You couldn't imagine the situation that she would make the exception for you. But it meant that the situation was serious. But your mother could bend only a little. She cleared her throat and looked at you sternly. "Just take care of him, OK? He needs friends now." That was almost offending and your father noticed the increasing anger in your eyes. "Just be gentle, sweetie," he said. "And maybe don't talk too much about horror movies." You frowned even more. "Wait? She told you and now you both would play in the riddles with me? Oh, that so professional, mum." Now your father looked quickly at his wife. "No, I knew first. She wanted to take ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' money for school, so I came to explain the situation." "She wanted... WHAT?!" Your father smiled a little. "Yeah, I was upset too. But don't worry, nothing happened. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' is an adult now, so she could do nothing. But yeah, she's sick. Really sick. As I suppose, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' would pretend that everything is OK. But if he wants to talk, just be there for him." "I am always for him. Always was, always will." Your father nodded and hugged you. "I know, sweetie. You can't imagine how proud of you I am. Don't be mad at us. We want to warn you, that's all. I'm worried about him. This boy has been strong far too long. We all should be ready when he at least will allow himself to be a teenager." His serious tone scared you.<<if $schoolproblem gt $player.Grades>>[[They started to talk about your grades.|Your school]]<<elseif $immoral == true>>[[They started to talk about your "immoral" behavior.|Your immoral behavior]]<<else>><<if $bimbo ==1>>[[The terrible morning.|Your slutty thoughts]]<<else>>[[You really needed your best friend!|Morning conversation with Olivier]]<</if>><</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Your mother looked tired. She left home at 6:00 AM. You weren't sure if she had to work so hard to be elected. The councilmen you met were rather lazy and blase. "It seems that we'll fight the Communism during this campaign," she said and sighed. "I thought that the Four Sleepers was enough madness, but I forgot that people aren't reasonable." Your mother kept saying that being a local politician meant solving the mundane problems of the community. But the symbolic matters stroke back from time to time, and she hated them, as she didn't like history and claimed that it was the obstacle, not the source of the inspiration. The statue of The Brotherhood in Arms commemorated the fight of Soviet and Polish soldiers during the second world war. Local people called it the statue of the Four Sleepers, as soldiers had titled heads. The decision about its removal was controversial. Older inhabitants said that it was the best place to meet for a date, and didn't care what that statue presented. Since then the politicians like your mother discussing the matter constantly. Your mother lost some voters. "You'll see, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', in a few years people wouldn't know what the ''Rosset high school'' was," your father said to you and smiled. "Would you support the change of the patroness?" you asked your mother. She shrugged. "I don't know. We've ordered a survey. We don't know what people really think. It's one thing that some vandal painted something on the wall. But I think it's possible. Anyway, if some neighbor asks you, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', please, don't say anything specific. You don't know and you don't want to know." You nodded. As always, the festival of hypocrisy started. <<if visited("You are bored being nice")>>Your mother looked at you sternly. "Speaking about the serious matters. ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', explain to me, please..." [[...your behavior during the collecting the signatures.|Your escape from the meeting]]<<else>>Your father cleared his throat. "Can we make a break for a some non-political matter? We have to talk about..." [[$they.justinName|Justin's visit]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' ignored all your messages and calls. <<if visited("Conversation with Olivier - sex")>>You suspected that he had second thoughts - again - after the night he spent with you. You knew of course these all theories that having sex changed the relation, but you didn't suspect that it could be done in such a stupid way.<<else>>You suspected that he had second thoughts after the night he spent with you. The connection between having sex with you and the Parity clearly bothered him.<</if>> But you didn't care. He was your fucking best friend and you needed him right now. So you got up earlier and went to him to catch him before school. When he saw you, he pretended as nothing happened. "I muted my phone," he said and shrugged. You rolled your eyes. "Sure you did," you snorted. "Because you wouldn't avoid me. You have no reason to do that." He snorted. "''<<print $you.maleName>>ocentrism'' strikes back. I can't tell I missed it, not really. So, what have I done again?" You clenched your teeth. "It's a question about me, I suppose. What have I done that you rejected me? You enjoyed fucking me. I can tell." He shrugged. "I haven't promised you anything." He was so good at hurting you if he wanted. "So, that's it? Can't we be friends anymore?" "Don't overreact, damn it. I'm tired, ok? I have the right to be tired. I have a right to miss your calls. I have a lot to process." "Oh, so you can inform me about that like a civilized human being. Being a jerk is just your choice." "People aren't such fucking angels like ''<<print $they.justinName>>''." "It's funny that you mentioned him because I wanted to talk about him." He looked at you surprised. "Something happened?" You shrugged. "I don't know if I should tell you. You have a lot to process. And you are tired." He snorted. You started to laugh. "''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>ocentrism'' strikes back! Do you really think that I want to talk only about us? About you?" He winced, but then he chuckled a little. "Ok, I'm sorry. So, what happened?" You told him about the conversation with the parents you had in the evening. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was worried like you. "You see? That's why I wanted to talk with you. You understand. You can't just disappear." He clenched his teeth. You knew that there was a topic he wanted to avoid. But at least it was some kind of conversation. He sighed. "Sorry, but I'm busy. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' isn't well. I can barely handle her humors." <<if not visited("Don't agree to help") and not visited("I'm tired of Dorothy")>>[[You supported him.|Dorothy: support him]] [[Maybe it was a time to give it up.|Dorothy: tell him to give up]]<<else>>"Do you want to talk about it?" He pulled a face. "Sure I want to! But I respect that you don't want to be a part of this." The contrast between such a statement and the behavior of the creeps on the picnic caused that you had the urge to kiss him immediately. "Anyway. I will play in the band." As the sudden change of topic surprised you, you didn't have a chance to response. He clearly regretted that he told you about the band. He winced. "Come on! I'm waiting for your usual: "ummm, I don't know, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', you just can't getting things done!"" You rolled your eyes. "Will you keep repeating it to me, won't you? I was drunk!" "You were honest! Come on, say it!" He was provoking you. You obviously were missing something important. He acted even stranger than usual, but you had to play this game.[[You showed the enthusiasm and the support.|The band: show the enthusiasm]] <<clever $display>> [[What the fuck was wrong with him?|The band: what about time and money?]] <<quick $dislay>><</if>>

<><<set $backto = "The band: show the enthusiasm">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You smiled widely. "Sure you should work hard on your band," you said. "I want to see it happen." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' rolled his eyes. "Yeah, laugh at me, come on! Only snobby princesses can have dreams!" You chuckled. "I'm serious!" "Sure you are. Nevermind." "Oh, come on. Who is the snobby princess now? I'm serious. You had the chances even as a girl. But now? Now you are an amazing singer!" He looked at you skeptically, but you fed his vanity too well. "You need to invite me to the band practice," you said. He believed that you were serious. He grinned. "Sure!" "Can I tell my dad?" He got serious instantly. "No. Not yet." You giggled. "Come on! He'll be proud even if something happens. Don't you want his support?" He bit his lip. "Give me one week." You snorted. But he was serious. "Promise?" You sighed. "Sure, I promise." He grinned. <<if visited("Caroline wants be fucked by Olivier")>>You would be more than happy if you could talk about such simple things. But you needed to talk about ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s''... [[...plan.|Tell him about Caroline's plan]]<<else>>The life was much easier if your best friend didn't act like a total savage. [[School.|Caroline and Robert]]<</if>>

<><<set $backto = "The band: what about time and money?">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><> You sighed. "Honestly, I don't know why you are bringing it up." "Oh, no reason. You are smart. It's always good to hear what smart people have to say." "Damn, what's wrong with you today?!" "Nothing. I am perfectly normal. I am just the same person I have always been." You rolled your eyes. "I give up." "Just like I always do? It's what I am still doing. I give up. I don't finish the projects. I'm immature and I can't hold the responsibilities. Right?" "You are quotting your mother, not me." "Fuck my mother. And fuck you. You are not really different. You agree with her. Maybe you two should hang out sometimes." You barely controlled yourself. "''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. You can provoke me, but you are my friend. My best friend. I get that you are hard time..." "Hard time. Ha ha. It's funny, because I have a dick." You bit your lip. "You are the best and I believe you will make a marvelous band." He snorted. "Sure you are." "Oh, shut up. Fuck you!" And he chuckled. Moron. <<if visited("Caroline wants be fucked by Olivier")>>You sighed. You weren't sure if it was good idea to talk about ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' plan. [[It was important.|Tell him about Caroline's plan]] [[It would be a waste of your time.|Caroline and Robert]]<<else>>Life was much easier if your best friend didn't act like a total savage. [[School.|Caroline and Robert]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You smiled at him sadly. You put your hand on his shoulder. "I know. But after three weeks it will be over." "Yeah, I know... I know..." He bit his lip and remained quiet for a while. "I won't give up," he said sternly. "I didn't say you would. You are doing well." He smirked. "Yeah, you are always so supporting, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," he hissed. "Come on! I'm waiting for your usual: "ummm, I don't know, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', you just can't getting things done!"" You rolled your eyes. "Will you keep repeating it to me, won't you? I was drunk!" "You were honest! Come on, say it!" "Dude! I'm supporting you here, haven't you noticed?!" "And then you'd say that I'll fall again! You are a terrible liar, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''! You don't give a shit about ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''!" You were speechless. "I shouldn't ask you for help! Sorry for wasting your time!" And he ran away. He literally ran away. You didn't understand him completely.[[School.|Caroline and Robert]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You sighed. "Maybe you should... Well... It's not that you can do more..." He clenched his teeth. "No, I won't give up! I can't give up!" "''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''..." "What kind of man I would be if I give up?" "Reasonable?" He pulled a face. "I have no excuses. Not the serious ones at least. It's hard, ok, it's hard as hell. I am not ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', or your mother, or your father, or... I have no reason to give up! What else could be more important than my help to her?!" You didn't really understand what he was talking about. "I have no worries, do you hear me, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''? I'm so fucking happy. I live in fucking total unconcern! I have no problems!" "Sure. You totally sound like that." He worried you. He chuckled. "Anyway. I will play in the band." The sudden change of the topic surprised you. "Come on! I'm waiting for your usual: "ummm, I don't know, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', you just can't getting things done!"" You rolled your eyes. "Will you keep repeating it to me, won't you? I was drunk!" "You were honest! Come on, say it!" He was provoking you. You obviously were missing something important. He acted even stranger than usual, but you had to play this game.[[You showed the enthusiasm and the support.|The band: show the enthusiasm]] <<clever $display>> [[What the fuck was wrong with him?|The band: what about time and money?]] <<quick $display>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>"I need to warn you," you said and looked at him. "''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' wants to have sex with you." If you needed proof that you and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' got used to the insanity of your lives, you would get one. He took it seriously. "Why?" "She believes that if you have sex with her, you'd free her from the ''Auntie's'' influence. Just like you did with me." "Oh. Makes sense." He remained silent for a moment, which surprised you. You couldn't read his mood today. OK, it was ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', so it wasn't as uncommon as it could be, but he was processing something. He lit a cigarette. "What's he building in there? We have right to know..." OK, he was quoting Tom Waits. Shit got serious. He puffed his cigarette and look at you. "What do you think?" he asked. "Should I fuck him?"[[Yes.|He should do it]] [[It was his decission.|It's his decission]] [[Of course not.|It's gross]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You rolled your eyes and snorted. Then you looked at his face. "Wait," you said. "Hold on. Are you REALLY asking about my opinion? About that if you should fuck ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''?" "Shout louder," he snapped back. "Not everybody heard you." You looked at him with pure disbelief on your face. "You are concerning this. Wow. You really allow yourself to think that you could fuck him. That you should fuck him. I mean..." "I saw you drooling at my cock," he reminded you. "I don't think anybody deserves to act like that. So..." You looked at him carefully. Of course, this whole situation activated the mode "''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' saves the orphans and widows". You sighed. "''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''... We don't know much about ''Auntie''. You keep messing with something you don't understand. Your first attempt backfired in your face and changed you into a boy. OK, you saved me, but it was a pure coincidence. We don't know what exactly will happen if you help ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''. He has some plot against ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. He's not an innocent, harmless victim." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' smiled forcily, then nodded. "Yeah, you are right. It was stupid." "Yet brave and altruistic," you said and stood on your tiptoe to kiss him. "And it's quite unsual as we are talking about banging some girl." He chuckled and hugged you.[[You went to school.|Caroline and Robert]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><><><<set $count = $count+1>><>You rolled your eyes and snorted. Then you looked at his face. "Wait," you said. "Hold on. Are you REALLY asking about my opinion? About that if you should fuck ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''?" "Shout louder," he snapped back. "Not everybody heard you." You looked at him with pure disbelief on your face. "You are concerning this. Wow. You really allow yourself to think that you could fuck him. That you should fuck him. I mean..." "I saw you drooling at my cock," he reminded you. "I don't think anybody deserves to act like that. So..." You looked at him carefully. Of course, this whole situation activated the mode "''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' saves the orphans and widows". You sighed. "I don't know, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. I mean... I know what she feels when she couldn't be really herself. When she is forced to do such things... I really appreciate the difference, when you freed me. I feel myself when we... You know." You blushed furiously. He smiled a little, playfully. "But I can't really imagine myself doing such a thing. Even if I was a boy. So... Well..." You sighed. "I'm not really helping, am I?" He laughed. "I can't except more. But thank you. I'm happy you didn't leave me alone with such... concept."[[School.|Caroline and Robert]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><><><<set $count = $count+1>><><><<set $count = $count+1>><>You rolled your eyes and snorted. Then you looked at his face. "Wait," you said. "Hold on. Are you REALLY asking about my opinion? About that if you should fuck ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''?" "Shout louder," he snapped back. "Not everybody heard you." You looked at him with pure disbelief on your face. "You are concerning this. Wow. You really allow yourself to think that you could fuck him. That you should fuck him. I mean..." "I saw you drooling at my cock," he reminded you. "I don't think anybody deserves to act like that. So..." You looked at him carefully. Of course, this whole situation activated the mode "''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' saves the orphans and widows". You sighed. "I don't know, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. I mean... I know what she feels when she couldn't be really herself. When she is forced to do such things... I really appreciate the difference, when you freed me. I feel myself when we... You know." You blushed furiously. He smiled a little, playfully. "But, on the other hand... I don't if anybody deserves to suffer such a fate. It's not a life at all. When I remember the time ''Auntie'' was messing with me... I think I felt like ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. But I couldn't scream. I couldn't do anything. I've just... had to act as they wanted me." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' nodded. He sighed, then he hugged you. "I am so happy you freed me... So happy..."[[School.|Caroline and Robert]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><><div class="hintboxOwn">The scene added as ''$10 Patron's'' request.</div>It was 6:45 AM. You were taking the shower, when you heard the knocking to your door. Your mother opened the door, you heard her voice. She closed the door. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', the package for you!" It surprised you. You didn't order anything... Yet, you were so curious that you left the cabin quickly, wrapped the towel around your chest, and went for it. You felt that you shouldn't open this small and light package. You felt that something in there was dangerous, but you couldn't stop yourself. You went to your room. You took the scissors and opened the package. "OH. MY. GOD!" ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' screamed in excitement. "What could it be?!" And for your terror, you smiled back to her and you showed her the thongs and really slutty, almost transparent bra. "Wow, girlie! Do you imagine how ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' will react when she will see you?!" Yes, you were imagining it and the vision made you so wet and horny that you didn't think for a moment. "Look! It's more!" You took off also the really revealing dress, the knee socks, and really high heels. "You will be so happy today, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''... Oh, God, it's a note, look!" You had problems with focusing, but you looked at a little piece of paper. You read it and froze. "I warned you. ''<<print $they.davidName>>''." You were yourself again. At least, for a moment. "Wriggle, little fly. The web is thick enough. But I will be here for you when you lost your strength..." You desperately were thinking about your next move. You needed help. You thought about... [[$they.oliviaMaleName|Call Olivier help]] [[$they.marthaFemaleName|Call Martha]] [[Your father.|Go to your father]] [[$they.justinName|Call Justin help]] [[You tried to resist.|Try to resist them]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $resisted =1>><>You desperately picked the ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' number. You were shivering like you would have a seizure of some kind. Your hand involuntarily was reaching down. You had to press it to the wall, but the pressure was great. "Pick up, pick up, pick up... Please..." You could felt the increasing triumph of ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' inside you. Your hand slowly, almost lazily pushed from the wall, and you were too weak to stop it. You sighed deeply. "Hello?" ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' asked, evidently surprised. "Oh, thank God!" you exclaimed. "Don't hang up, please!" "Ummm... Ok. Something happened?" You actually felt relief. ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' howled somewhere in your mind, but you managed to ignore it. "Yeah... But... No! I won't tell you! Listen, I..." "Calm down. Are you safe?" It was this calm, reliable tone you heard so many times. You loved it right now. You sat on the floor next to your bed. "I am safe now... Yes... But... Don't hang up. Tell me something. " "Of course. Uhm... I'm not quite prepared, so..." "Tell me something about Portugal." "Portugal? Well, I've read about the old graveyard in Lisbon, but..." "Perfect. Tell me... Tell me about this graveyard..." You were breathing deeply. You weren't really listening to ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', but his voice was sobering you. You restored control, you got some strength. After 3 minutes, you were able to stand up. You even listened to this part of the story. The Prazeres Cemetery seemed to be an interesting place. You loved the way ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' sounded. You almost saw his serious face and the carefulness he was choosing the words. Oh, how you wanted to stroke his unruly hair right now! He kept talking during your way to school. You were smiling brightly. And you thanked him with the gratefulness that surprised him. He asked you to phone him back after school. "He's so boring!" ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' complained, but you ignored her. You dressed up quickly. You looked at the package, feeling the anger and fear. You took the ladle from the kitchen and use it to put the clothes into the package. You threw it into the garbage can when you were going to school. When you did it, you felt another wave of relief.[[You won.|Caroline and Robert]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $robert = $robert+1>><<set $resisted =0>><>You needed to call ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. She'd help you! She knew everything about the Parity. You desperately took your phone but you couldn't pick her number. ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' giggled. "''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''? Seriously? ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' doesn't care. She doesn't think about you. She has no bond with you. Not real one. What a naive choice..." Your telephone fell from your numb hands. ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' came closer, bouncing her hips. "Come on. Touch yourself. Touch yourself and think about the man who cares about you. The best, the sexiest man in the world." You struggled but you couldn't struggle long. Your hand involuntary was reaching lower and lower. "Say it! Say it, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''!" You bit your lip. But then you moaned. "''<<print $they.robertName>>''..." She smiled.[["Good girl!"|Caroline and Robert]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $resisted =0>><<set $robert = $robert+1>><><><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $robert = $robert+1>><<set $resisted =0>><>You needed to call ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. He'd help you! He was your best friend! You desperately took your phone but you couldn't pick his number. ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' giggled. "Yeah, he should help, shouldn't he? Damn, you don't know how many trouble ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' causes. But luckily he's really busy right now. He's thinking about himself. How much he doesn't deserve to be a good singer. He can't help you. He's not thinking about you. He's thinking about God. If God forgives him his little pact. He has... Oh, so funny... Too much heaven on his mind.... " Your telephone fell from your numb hands. ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' came closer, bouncing her hips. "Come on. Touch yourself. Touch yourself and think about the man who's thinking about you. The best, the sexiest man in the world." You struggled but you couldn't struggle long. Your hand involuntary was reaching lower and lower. "Say it! Say it, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''!" You bit your lip. But then you moaned. "''<<print $they.robertName>>''..." She smiled.[["Good girl!"|Caroline and Robert]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $resisted =1>><>You had time only to wear a bathrobe, then you ran to your parents' bathroom. Whatever would happen, they had to notice your unusual behavior and they would react in some way! As you ran into the room, you felt calmer and soberer. You looked at your father. He was sleeping calmly. You noticed the light glow around him that was making you felt safe and focused. You wouldn't risk the immediate left of the room, but you were sure that if you spent some time here, you'd be safe. But it wasn't the only thing you noticed. You smelled something and it wasn't a pleasant smell. You sniffed, trying to recognize it. It wasn't something you smelled too often. It was... It was... Oh, you recognized it. It was a decay. You winced and looked around. The smell was weak but noticeable. But you had no clue. When you risked leaving the room, the sudden thought came to your mind that this glow and this smell were somehow connected. You didn't meet ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' in your room. You dressed up quickly. You looked at the package, feeling the anger and fear. You took the ladle from the kitchen and use it to put the clothes into the package. You threw it into the garbage can during your way to school.. When you did it, you felt another wave of relief. Oh, boy, what a day.[[And it just started.|Caroline and Robert]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $resistance =0>><> <><div class="hintboxOwn">Your Privacy: <<print $player.Privacy>><<set $resistance = $resistance+$player.Privacy>> Your Conflicts <<print $player.Conflicts>><<set $resistance = $resistance+$player.Conflicts>> <<if $player.Forceful gt 5>>You are ''Forceful at level >5 ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if $player.Careful gt 5>>You are ''Careful'' at level >5 ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if $auntie.Defiance gt 2>>Your Defiance is 3+ ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> You used ''<<print $protected>>'' chips to protect yourself ''+<<print $protected>>''. <<set $resistance = $resistance+$protected>> <<if $dreamSex == false>>You didn't have sex with ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' during the first dream ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Destroy!")>>You broke the clock ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if not visited("Envy") and not visited("Envy... What?! No, I am a man, I would make love to her, not be her!") or visited("Envy... What?! No, I am a man, I would make love to her, not be her!")>>You resisted envying ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' beauty. ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if $mirrorBreak ==true>>You broke the mirror ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Touch the cards")>>You touched the card during the second dream. ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Touch it")>>You beated ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' during the second dream. ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Remain there") or visited("Little Justin dream")>>You had the first dream about your childhood. ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Some reason") or visited("You won")>>You beated ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("More hear, less talk") or visited("Welcome commitee Martha")>>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' told you about the Parity. ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Resist")>>You resisted to suck ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' cock ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("It's a legacy Olivier didn't deserve")>>Your father didn't give his guitar to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Evening on your own")>>You didn't have sex ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Books")>>You read the book ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if not visited("The real rules")>>You didn't agree to play in the Parity ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Old bathroom")>>You had the second dream about your childhood ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Tomboy girl")>>You think about yourself as a Tomboy girl ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Celtic rocker girl")>>You think about yourself as a Celtic rocker girl ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if not visited("You went to him")>>You escaped from ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>''''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Talk longer")>>You talked longer with ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' ''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Stay with your father")>>You stayed with your father.''+1''.<<set $resistance = $resistance+1>> <</if>> <div align="center"><<print $resistance>>/15 You <<if $resistance gte 15>>''won''<<set $resisted =1>><<else>>''lost''<<set $resisted =0>><<set $robert=$robert+1>><</if>> the struggle with the Parity.</div></div> <> You needed to finish it, right now. You sat on your bed still and focused. You let all emotions and feelings went through you. The attack was sudden and rapid. You barely could sit. You felt hot and horny. Thousands of obscene images came into your mind. But those sex scenes weren't the only ones. All your senses were engaged. You heard the buzzing, callings, and screaming. You smelled the musk, the sweat, and the amazing smells of blooming flowers. You felt that desperate rush of the swarms of the creatures that were moving extremely fast to copy themselves to the next generation under the cruel Sun and frozen, quiet Universe. The oozing of the living creatures in the dead Universe. The Parity was streaming through you. Millions of spurs were forcing you to take your proper place in this race. To take your place like a bitch in heat. <<if $resisted==1>>But you didn't obey. You let those all feelings through you. And you remained you. You got up. You looked at yourself in the mirror and smiled triumphally.<<else>>It was good to find your place there. You were a bitch in heat. And you knew that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' would take care of you.<</if>>[[Time for school.|Caroline and Robert]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><><<if $bimbo==1 and $resisted==0>>So you dressed in this slutty underwear ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' sent you. You loved them and hated them in the same time. You thought about the reaction of ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' when he finally would see you, his dream girl. His dream whore. You felt the waves of pleasure, yet you were aware that those feelings weren't yours. But your resistance allowed you to wince a little for a few seconds. Then you were again tossing your breasts, thinking about his muscular arms. You were disappointed that you couldn't wear all the slutty clothes, but you packed them. After a little teasing in school, you'd have time to dress properly. You were sure that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' would invite you in some private place. You hated how excited you were. When you went to school, you met ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. She was smiling wryly.<<else>>When you went to school, you met ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. She was smiling wryly.<</if>> "Oh, you are already here!" she exclaimed. "I thought you would miss the whole show. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' is asking ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' if he wants to change into a girl. You know, he'll be always attracted to men, so maybe it would be easier to him to be a woman." She giggled, then winced. "The worst occultists in the world!" You looked at ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. They seemed to have really serious conversation. You barely believed your own eyes and ears.<<if $bimbo==0 and $trust ==0 or $bimbo==1 and $trust==0 and $resisted==1>>[[You wanted to hear more.|Intervene in the conversation]] [[You stayed quiet.|Stay quiet]]<<elseif $bimbo ==0 and $trust ==1 or $bimbo==1 and $resisted==1 and $trust==1>> [[You stayed quiet.|Stay quiet]] [[You joined to persuade him.|Support Caroline]] [[You exposed the plot.|Expose Caroline]]<<elseif $bimbo==1 and $resisted==0>>[[You had to stop this madness!|Intervene in the conversation]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $robert=$robert+1>><>You came closer to them to hear the conversation. But they both noticed you. They both looked embarrassed. You shook your head. "Sorry, am I interrupting something?" you asked. You saw that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' actually blushed. "Just think about it," ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' said to him. She looked at you a little worried, then she left. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' sighed. He looked at you carefully. "I wish I'd never made a pact with ''Auntie''," he said and you saw the tears in his eyes. He left quickly. You heard ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' giggle. "I should record this line," she said. "I have to spread some rumors. Those two idiots should be an example for everyone who thinks about occultism. It's enough mess to clean up. What do you think, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''? Will he agree to become a girl?"[[You shrugged.|The school events]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $robert=$robert-1>><>"You should do it." ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' looked at you, puzzled and a little scared. "Who the fuck was asking you, bitch?" he snapped back angrily. He clenched his fists, but you weren't scared of him. You snorted. "Oh, come on. I saw you yesterday at the picnic. I saw how you were checking out one of your friends. You can have him. I bet you were wondering how yesterday's evening could end if he wanted you as much as you want him." He licked his lips, but he still looked angry. "It's not a crime or a shame to be a girl. It's not a shame to be gay either. But as I can't see you really in the LGBT+ community, you just have a unique chance to be in peace with yourself. That's all." "If you give up..." You snorted. "But I didn't, I don't and I won't. Fuck off. Those thoughts you wanted me to think are your thoughts forever. I don't give a shit about your life, ''<<print $they.robertName>>'', you are the victim of your own actions and the prejudices. But you can make it easier to you." You left. You heard that ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' was still persuading him. You sighed.[[What a day!|The school events]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $robert = $robert+2>><>You clenched your teeth. "''<<print $they.robertName>>'', don't listen to her!" you exclaimed. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' looked at you, frozen in fear. Her eyes went wide. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' tried his best to focus on you. "What?" he managed to say. "She uses the Parity to mess with your head. To make you hornier." He was connecting the dots terribly long. "You treacherous bitch!" ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' hissed. "Why do you even care?!" "Fuck off!" you snapped back. "You did enough damages! Stop messing with ''Auntie''!" ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' stopped processing. He looked at you. "So? She makes up those faggot thoughts?" he asked hopefully. You heard ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' giggle. "Of course not," she said. "There are your own thoughts, ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. She just makes that you don't forget about how you love sucking cocks." ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' hid a face in his hands. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' touched your shoulder. "Come on. Let's go." You went with him. "I had to do something," you said to him. He sighed. "Sure you had to," he said calmly. [[At school.|The school events]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You sighed and shook your head. It was just too much. You had to face so many fucked up things that you wouldn't let yourself to involve in this. Here there were - two people who didn't understand that they shouldn't play with the matches. One became a self-declared diver, but mainly she was forced to have sex with random guys and lost most of the dignity. And the second one was going to be the victim of mind control. The victim of some parasite that would feed on his sexual activity. You were out. You had to focus on something else. You had to have at least a normal...[[...school day.|The school events]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>It turned out that it would be a judgement day for the victims of the Parity. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' kept looking at you, ''<<print $they.robertName>>'', and ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. She was vulnerable on the forces of the Parity, so she had the problem with focusing. You even noticed that her nose was bleeding a little. It wasn't the easiest day for her. <<if $bimbo ==0 or $resisted ==1>>But ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' had bigger problems than ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. [[His fate was at stake.|Robert's coming out]]<<else>>But you had your own problems. The felt of the fabric drove you crazy. You wanted to have sex with ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. You knew that you ultimately would fall for him. [[You needed help.|You call for help]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Your skirt was awfully long, so you needed to show off a little. When your classmates went to the classroom, you went ahead ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. You dropped a pen and bent down to reach it. You lifted your skirt even more, so he could take a good look at your buttocks in the thongs. You heard him gasped and it was the best music in the world. You turned around to him and smiled wryly. During the lesson, you noticed that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was peeking at you. He thought he was so sneaky but you knew it and loved every single moment. You wondered if was so wet like you were now when she made you peeking at her over the two weeks ago when you were a useless boy. You pulled a face. You shouldn't think about that humiliating time of your life when you weren't a girl... <<if $approaches.contains(4) and $approaches.contains(2) or $approaches.contains(6) and $approaches.contains(4)>>YOU WEREN'T USELESS. NOTHING WAS HUMILIATING IN YOUR LIFE. The anger seemed to be stronger than this fucking mind control. You took a deep breath. You shuddered. You'd be you. You'd be you. You'd be you. [[You wouldn't be divers' bitch!|You somehow managed to control yourself]]<<else>>Damn, that lesson was soooooooo boring. You couldn't wait for the break. You took the phone. It was a shame that you deleted the photos of ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' dick. They would be at least interesting. But, speaking of him... You texted him to meet him at school's showers. He received your message. He looked at you, surprised at first, but then smiled weakly. You got her your best slutty smile. [[Time to suck!|You went too far]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $robert = $robert+1>><>You hit the showers. You could barely wait for the show. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' would be yours! You'd suck him dry! Maybe the things would go rough! You were kissing him hungrily. But something was wrong. He barely responded. You touched his cock through his pants. His juicy cock was everything you could think of right now. You were so excited to see it in the flesh, not in some photos. You fell on your knees and unzip his pants. You took his penis in your hand and... And you understood. You looked at him, sobered and yourself again. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' looked at you shyly. He was blushing. "I bet you are disappointed that I am not longer a boy, aren't you?" you asked. His cock actually tingled in the response, and he blushed furiously. He dressed up. You both left the restroom. Then you giggled involuntarily. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' clenched his fists. "It's not about you. It's just... They threatened me to become your whore... And... It turned out that I'm safe with you. Oh my God, what an absurd!" And you laughed even more. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was rather grim. His coming out wasn't a surprise to him, but decidedly helped him to make some...<<if $robert gte 4>>[[...decissions|He didn't agree to Caroline's plan]]<<else>>[[decissions...|Robert's coming out]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $robert = $robert-1>><>You were more than aware of the slutty underwear you wore. You knew that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' would love to see it. He would love to take it off. He would love to unpack the present you were for him. You knew it and you hated it. Hate was overwhelming you and gave you the strength to break the control the Parity had over you. You rose your hand and said to the teacher that you were going to the restroom. The cold water from the sink sobered you completely. You looked at your reflection. You were clenching your teeth, your eyes were shining. You noticed that vein on your right temple was pulsating. You spent some time trying to calm down. You checked the time. 5 minutes to the end of the lesson. You decided to wait until the bell. When you finally left the restroom, you were at least sure that you wouldn't hit ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' in the face when you would see him. But when you finally saw him, you barely controlled yourself. He noticed that you were looking at him, so he looked at you, puzzled. He looked exhausted. "You'll never get me, you son of the bitch," you hissed to him. He winced and shuddered. He staggered as you would hit him. You smiled widely. You didn't know you could make such a wide smile.[[The jock's fate.|Robert's coming out]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Your classmates didn't bully ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' after the ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'s'' transformation. His change was subtle, and he was a strong jock. But the rumors spread. At first nobody believed that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' could go to LGBT+ clubs. Apparently, he wasn't as discrete as he thought he was. Not only ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' recognized him. Going to "Ground zero" after the concert was the mistake that made his new orientation known. So, the smiles and comments started. They weren't cruel - not like in ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' situation. But they hurt ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' pride. Being "perfectly normal" was the pillar of his beliefs. Now he felt reduced and humiliated. When ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' proposed him to become a girl, he felt attacked. Being a woman was worse to him than being a man, but being a heterosexual woman was better than being a homosexual man. You almost could see the thoughts and calculations of his primitive mind. And then that innocent event happened. Your classmates were talking about the colors of the t-shirts of the school team. The shades of green were different, the smaller t-shirts were visibly darker. For some of your classmates, it was a problem. But one of the boys shrugged. "I don't care," he said. "I'm not ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' to argue about that." You were sure that he didn't mean to talk about the jock's orientation. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' believed in the uniforms. Such details were really important to him. But he interpreted such comment clearly. You saw a rage in his eyes.[[You tried to stop him.|Stop him]] [[You stayed away.|Let him flow]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $robert=$robert+1>><>You looked at ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' and you knew that if you wouldn't react, something irreversible would happen. So you went to him. "Don't be stupid," you said calmly. "You don't need to be divers' bitch. Calm down. Don't do anything you could regret." He pulled a face. You saw the pain in his eyes. He was breathing heavily. <<if $approaches.contains(1) and $approaches.contains(3)>>After the moment, he relaxed a little. He didn't look like a madman, but you saw a grim determination in his eyes. He smiled at you. He nodded. Then he slowly came to... <<if $robert lt 3>>[[$they.carlFemaleName|He agrees to Caroline's plan]]<<else>>[[$they.carlFemaleName|He didn't agree to Caroline's plan]]<</if>><<else>>He winced and ... [[...he pushed you away.|Let him flow]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.robertName>>'' smiled, but you didn't like that smile. He didn't look sane in that moment. "Yeah, you are right," he said loud enough that everybody heard. Some classmates looked at him. He smiled even wider. "I'm into guys now. Come on, go ahead. How would you call me? A gay? A sissy? A faggot? You little shit..." He charged on the boys and caught one of them. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' held him for the hair. The boy screamed. "And what now?" the jock hissed. "What if I wanted to rape you? Hmm? Could you stop me? Could you really be a better man than me? Could you?" He let him go. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' laughed. There was a terrifying laugh of the man who lost his mind completely. "Don't mess with ''Auntie'', boys and girls," he said. "You have no idea what she can do with you. How she can change you. So, don't laugh at me. It's not a polite thing to do. Or I will teach you some manners. Show some respect. Do you understand?" Some people already escaped. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' could be dangerous, after all. <<if $robert lt 3>>After this display of the violence, ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' had another mood swing. He looked terribly sad. Then he took a deep breath and went to... [[$they.carlFemaleName|He agrees to Caroline's plan]]<<else>>And they did a right thing, as ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was still angry. He clenched his fists, and looked over the corridor. Then he noticed... [[$they.carlFemaleName|He didn't agree to Caroline's plan]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.robertName>>'' looked exhausted. He barely walked. He was staggering. He was going next to the wall. He was wincing. Then he stopped rapidly and his eyes bulged out. He bit his lip so strongly that you noticed the blood. He was panting. "Fuck it," he said to ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. "I can't hold it anymore. Let's finish it. Let's do it." ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' somehow remained serious and focused, but you could swear you saw the red sparkles in her eyes. "Sure," she said. "In the week you'll be laugh at the thought you couldn't fuck with whoever you wanted to." ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' smiled. It was really slutty smile that reminded you of ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>''. He turned back and left. He was walking normally as he put away the great burden. He started to massage his crotch even before he went to the restroom. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' looked at you, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. She took a deep breath and sighed. Her hands were shaking a little. Then she passed out.[[Later.|When Pauline marches home]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.robertName>>'' barely controled himself. "It's done, you understand, you cunt?" he hissed to ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. "I know your mambo-jumbo. I know how ''Auntie'' works. If this fucking statue stares at me in the way I won't like... I'll kill you. I will rip your guts with my bare hands. You bitch. You were always a bitch, now you look like you should. Don't even look at me. If I notice something suspicious... But I know I won't. Because you are a cowardly little girl. Go, find a cock to suck." He left. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' was angry and disappointed, but she didn't look defeated. <<if visited("Martha kicks ass")>>You were curious if she could beat ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' like ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' during the day when ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' transformed.<<else>>You had to admit that she showed the spirit.<</if>> For sure, this failure hurt her. And it turned out, it wasn't over.[[It was a hard day for her.|Tormenting Caroline]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>The ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' life after the transformation wasn't easy. The girls were bullying her constantly and she could barely endure it. But the divers' powers were the way to compensate the struggle with the classmates. The ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'s'' sexism backfired on him completely. As he saw no value in women, when he became one his self-esteem was terrible. He was a girl, but she gained some occult power. It was her pride. You didn't know if ''Susan'' thought about that when she prepared another tool of tormenting ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. But she hit accurately. She made a simple GIF. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' breasts were growing on it to the cartoonish size. Probably everyone in school saw this GIF before the second break. Her enlarged breasts, the proof of her powers, became the next source of the humiliation. Students in your school could be scared of ''Auntie'' and that fear could stop them to cross some line in treating ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. ''Susan'' change that. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' endured the new wave of the sneers and insults calmly for some time. But you could tell that some determination was rising in her.<<if $bimbo==0>>[[She asked for help.|Caroline asks for help of Olivier]]<<else>> [[She dropped school.|Caroline drops school]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' came to you and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. Her eyes were still wet and she barely controled herself. You saw ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' face hardened as she was approaching. "I know you don't want to change back," she said sadly. "And I know I deserved to... too many things I'm getting now. I can be treated like shit, I get it. But please, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', I'm begging you. Release me from being a slut. I know you could do that. You set ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' free." <<if $trust ==1>>Wow, so she really wanted to do this!<<else>>You needed some time time to connect the dots, but obviously did it faster. He pulled a face.<</if>> "I won't fuck you, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'', even you were the last person in this world. I told you to fuck off, so fuck off." "That's two or three minutes for you, please... You don't know how to be the divers' bitch..." "Yeah, and you should think about it before you started the plot against ''<<print $you.maleName>>''." She clenched her teeth. "Don't you think we both learn our lessons? Seriously? I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything that happened. I'm sorry that the three of us were robbed of our lives. I'm sorry that we have to challenge this fucking shit. I really am." "I don't care if you are sorry or not. I won't fuck you. Fuck off." <<if visited("He should do it")>>But he wasn't so sure anymore. He looked at you with torment in his eyes. He bit his lip. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck... FUCK!" he shouted. Some students looked in his direction. He hit the wall, twice. "Where the hell are we living?! What are we discussing?! FUCK! What this all fucking story is about?! This is madness! This is fucking madness! I'm losing my mind! I'm... I'm losing..." He hid a face in his hands. He needed a moment to calm down. Then he looked at ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' with a pure disgust on his face. "Let's go, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''.." [[...before I change my mind.|He did it]]<<else>>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' at him for a moment, but then she sighed and left. When you heard sobs you were certain it was her. But it was... [[$they.oliviaMaleName|He didn't do it]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>They left and came back after several minutes. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' had a relief on her face that probably you only understood. Her face was red. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' eyes were empty, his face was expressionless. He came to you. Then he sat on the floor in the school's corridor and started to cry. He hid his face in his hands. You sat next to him, uncertain and scared. He was mumbling something but you couldn't understand. Then he sighed deeply. "Who am I?" he whispered. "Who am I?" You didn't answer. You didn't know how to react. He winced. "Why not me? Why not me, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''? Why does it spare me? Why am I so fucking lucky?" Your eyes got wide. You didn't understand a shit. He looked at you and winced again. "I'm going to Hell, am I not? This is why I am so lucky. I've sold my soul and that's why they don't bother me. They don't have to. I'm going to Hell..." "I... I don't understand..." He nodded. "Yeah, me to. I'm clueless," he said and laughed. Then he winced. "Look at us. All of us. You were drooling at my cock. If I didn't stop it, you'd be my whore. The Parity crushed ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. He's a shadow of himself. He turned into a gay. It's not I have something against it, he would be the same motherfucker as a gay... And ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' became the occult slut. Even ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' pays a price for transform herself. And ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''? Jesus fucking Christ, look at ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''... And then: me. God! I... I have everything now! My life never was better. I... I have you, I can sing, <<if not visited("It's a legacy Olivier didn't deserve")>>I have the great guitar,<<else>>everyone supports me,<</if>> damn, I'm... I'm so fucking happy! I'm so fucking happy, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''! Everyone is... Everyone... Everyone is staring into this fucking void, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''! And I am so fucking happy!" He hid the face in your shoulder and cried like a little kid. You were stroking his hair delicately, you held him. [[When Pauline marches home]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You didn't see it coming. You gently hugged ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. He shuddered and pushed you away. You saw the rage on his face. You were sure that he would punch you. But after a moment of hesitation, he smiled at you and burst into tears again. He sat on the floor in the school's corridor. You sat next to him, uncertain and scared. He was mumbling something but you couldn't understand. Then he sighed deeply. "Who am I?" he whispered. "Who am I?" You didn't answer. You didn't know how to react. He winced. "Why not me? Why not me, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''? Why does it spare me? Why am I so fucking lucky?" Your eyes got wide. You didn't understand a shit. He looked at you and winced again. "I'm going to Hell, am I not? This is why I am so lucky. I've sold my soul and that's why they don't bother me. They don't have to. I'm going to Hell..." "I... I don't understand..." He nodded. "Yeah, me to. I'm clueless," he said and laughed. Then he winced. "Look at us. All of us. You were drooling at my cock. If I didn't stop it, you'd be my whore. The Parity crushed ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. He's a shadow of himself. He turned into a gay. It's not I have something against it, he would be the same motherfucker as a gay... And ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' became the occult slut. Even ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' pays a price for transform herself. And ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''? Jesus fucking Christ, look at ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''... And then: me. God! I... I have everything now! My life never was better. I... I have you, I can sing, <<if not visited("It's a legacy Olivier didn't deserve")>>I have the great guitar,<<else>>everyone supports me,<</if>> damn, I'm... I'm so fucking happy! I'm so fucking happy, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''! Everyone is... Everyone... Everyone is staring into this fucking void, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''! And I am so fucking happy!" He hid the face in your shoulder and cried like a little kid. You were stroking his hair delicately, you held him. In the meantime, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''... [[...made her choice.|Caroline drops school]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' made some decission. You saw the determination in her eyes. You noticed something else. Those red sparkles that you saw so many times before. When she winced, she looked like some merely human creature. "I'm wasting my time here," she said quietly. Then she looked at your classmates and the teacher. "I'm leaving this shithole. It's enough for me. I won't forgive you, you cunts... You are stuck here, in this school, for a year. You have underestimated me. Do you know what I can do with a year? I'll make you sorry. All of you." Something was menacing in her that nobody laughed at. The way she was hissing the words through the clenched teeth made her voice barely sounding like her voice. She was breathing heavily for the moment. Then she turned back and left. The impression faded slowly. "She'll probably become full-time whore," one of your classmates suggested. Your classmates laughed nervously. But you exchanged the looks with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. She was probably more than aware what ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' could do with extra time. [[Later.|When Pauline marches home]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You felt abandoned and helpless. Even if ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' were talking to you, you were unable to respond something else than the normal small-talk. You couldn't change the subject. You were more than aware of what was happening, but you still couldn't do actions. You even couldn't make a sad or worried expression. Yet, your urges were increasing. You wanted to sneak out with ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. You weren't able to speak or to show something alarming. <<if $approaches.contains(2) and $approaches.contains(5) or $approaches.contains(4) and $approaches.contains(2) or $approaches.contains(4) and $approaches.contains(5)>>Then you had an idea that worked. You couldn't say something to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', but you could touch his crotch. You rubbed it against the pants he wore. He looked at you surprised. As you couldn't make the expression of sadness or worry, you made the most slutty smile you could. It lowered your defense against the mind control, but ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was the man whose cock you saw first. As you understood the Parity, he had some power over you. "What are you doing?" he whispered. Well, that was a direct command. You sighed. "They want me to fuck," you answered quickly. "If you don't help me, I'll fuck ''<<print $they.robertName>>''." You didn't need to add what "the help" meant. He pulled a face. Then he said one word that made you wet. [["OK".|Olivier helps you]]<<else>>You were more and more trapped and helpless. Then you heard a giggle: [["Take what should be yours."|You couldn't say a word]]<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You were trapped. You couldn't say a word. You tried to send some signs to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', but even when you were talking with them, you couldn't change the subject to ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>''. So they were clueless. On the other hand, the other feeling was growing with you. You couldn't help yourself but stare at ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. You felt the overwhelming sadness that you wasted two weeks of being a girl. He did so many things and he worked so hard to make you a happy woman, and yet he got no reward. You were just an ungrateful bitch and you should be punished. And that ridiculous idea that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' should become a girl! It was offending. Changing ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' or you into a girl was just right, you were worthless as boys. You should take your proper place on the knees before the real man... There were moments when you were still you, but you couldn't take control over your thoughts and actions. You were struggling and screaming, but it was useless. You heard only the giggle of ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>''. You were more than aware of what was going to happen when the bell rang and you got up. Your slutty smile covered the terror in your thoughts.[[You were going to get him.|Tempting Robert]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' put his hand gently on your shoulder. You were shivering under his touch. He looked scared and worried. You gave him so slutty smile that he crossed himself. It was really funny, so you giggled. You went with him. He led you to the showers which were barely used. You kept trying to kiss him during the way, but he didn't let you. You could see the disgust on his face. He pushed you into the cabin and he went there. He closed the door. He unzipped his pants and showed you his cock. You were disappointed with how small it was. Surely, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' didn't enjoy the moment. You didn't waste time. You got on your knees and took his cock with your hands. It took you a little time to make him respond. When you finally took it to your mouth, he sighed deeply. It didn't take long before he ejaculated. When his salty, musky sperm touched your tongue, you stopped to feel that overwhelming pressure. You spat to the shower. You slowly left the cabin. You rinsed your mouth. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' didn't say a word. He dressed and left quietly the shower. You looked at your reflection in the mirror. You expected that ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' would come to make fun of you, but nothing happened. It was just you, used and thrown away as you did what they expected you to do. As you came back to the classroom, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' looked at you carefully, but apparently he didn't want to talk. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' smiled sadly at you and him. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' shook his head and pulled a face. You could focus on the next lessons. The rest of the day was surprisingly normal.[[But not for everybody.|Robert's coming out]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><><<if visited("Caroline asks for help of Olivier")>>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' calmed down, but he didn't want you to walk him home. He still looked worried and tormented. You were sorry to him, but you knew how he worked. You were sure that after the weekend he would do something wild. He would laugh, shout and make jokes. Then he would buy weed or vodka and he would invite you. You knew the scheme.<<else>>It was strange, but after the schoolday you were in incredible good mood. You were tired, but you seemed to be safer than you thought.<</if>> You learned an important lesson during this day. Nothing was settled, the room for maneuver was still available. No changes were irreversible. You could follow the path ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' try to go. She could achieve some goals when she was alone. You had so many advantages. You had the allies and family. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' was a single-player - you had an entire team that could support you. That was a great thought that made you smile. On the other hand, you could see the real victim of the Parity. ''Auntie'' crushed ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. You couldn't see the way of his recovery. He was too weak. He fell into a trap, and his own actions and his prejudices made him suffer even more than the Parity itself. You had to make some decisions. But you didn't need to make them now. It was probably the most relieving thought. You enjoyed it for a moment. After those desperate two weeks, you finally understood that the Parity was a long process. So you could sit and think before you do something. You smiled. That was really strange just to smile after such a day. But you smiled even wider. They could change your sex, they could influence your life. But they couldn't break you completely. You weren't ''<<print $they.robertName>>'', you weren't ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. You'd find your way. <div align="center">''The end of chapter 8.''</div>[[The summary of chapter 8.|Chapter 8 summary]]

''The Parity'' is the game about choices. This is your game log. Every event here could be played differently. <div class="hintboxOwn">You can't get stuck in the game. You'll always get some version of the story. Some paths are harder to find than others. If you support my game on ''Patreon'' or ''SubscribeStar'', you'll get access to the walkthrough to this chapter ([[here|https://www.patreon.com/posts/50374281]] for Patreon, [[here|https://subscribestar.adult/posts/322636]] for SubscribeStar).</div> Your walkthrough lasted <<print $count>> passages. <div align="center">''Your statement about the Parity (so far)''</div> You transformed into a girl. You <<if $beAgirl==true>>''accepted''<<else>>''didn't'' accept<</if>> your transformation. <div align="center">''Your school and personal life''</div>You have the reputation of <<if $relations.School lte 1>>''problematic''<</if>><<if $relations.School ==2 or $relations.School ==3>>''normal''<</if>><<if $relations.School gte 4>>''good''<</if>> student. You are <<if $relations.Boys lte 2>>''constantly bullied'' by<</if>><<if $relations.Boys == 3>>''just one of'' the<</if>><<if $relations.Boys gte 4>>''popular'' among the<</if>> boys. Girls <<if $relations.Girls lte 2>>treat you ''bad''<</if>><<if $relations.Girls == 3>> ''like'' you<</if>><<if $relations.Girls gte 4>>''fancy'' you<</if>>. ''Chapter 8'' You <<if $bimbo==1>>''had'' to face<<else>>''didn't have'' to face<</if>> ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>''. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' <<if $trust==1>>''told''<<else>>''didn't tell''<</if>> you about her plot against ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. You <<if visited("You are bored being nice")>>''protested''<<else>>''didn't'' protest<</if>> against the creep's behavior during the picnic. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' <<if $roberthomo==0>>''kept struggling''<<else>>''fell upon''<</if>> the influence of the Parity. Your situation at school is <<if $schoolproblem gt $player.Grades>>''bad''.<<else>>''good''.<</if>> Your parents <<if $immoral==true>>''spoke''<<else>>''didn't speak''<</if>> with you about your relations with boys. You <<if visited("Chap 8 Rebel") or visited("Chap 9 argue about Dorothy ")>>''argued''<<else>>''didn't argue''<</if>> with your mother. You <<if $resistance gte 15>>''won'' the struggle with the Parity.<<elseif visited("Try to resist them")>>''lost'' the struggle with the Parity.<<else>>''didn't'' struggle with the Parity.<</if>> You <<if visited("The band: show the enthusiasm")>>''supported''<<else>>''didn't'' support<</if>> ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' plan with his band. You <<if visited("Expose Caroline") or visited("Stop him")>>''tried''<<else>>''didn't try<</if>> to help ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' with his struggle against the Parity. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' <<if visited("Caroline asks for help of Olivier")>>''asked'' to have sex with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. He <<if visited("He did it")>>''agreed''<<else>>''didn't'' agree.<</if>><<else>>''didn't'' ask to have sex with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''.<</if>> You <<if visited("You went too far")>>''would have''<<else>>''wouldn't have''<</if>> sex with ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' if he hadn't stop you. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' <<if visited("He agrees to Caroline's plan")>>''agreed''<<else>>''didn't'' agree<</if>> to be changed into a girl. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' <<if visited("Caroline drops school")>>''dropped''<<else>>''didn't'' drop<</if>> school. You <<if visited("Caroline asks for help of Olivier")>>''witnessed''<<else>>''didn't'' witness<</if>> ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' breakdown. [[Chapter 9.|Thursday evening]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><<set $goodlook=0>><><><div align="center"><h2>Chapter 9</h2></div>You were sighing, frowning and rolling your eyes so often that it could be diagnosed as the symptoms of some kind of disease. But, in fact, this was the only way to stay sane when your dad became unbearable. He was likely more enthusiastic about the ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' visit than you were. "I wasn't aware that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' joined Led Zeppelin," you said. Your dad laughed, but he must have figured out how ridiculous he was. Finally. "Okay, one more thing," he promised. "What kind of wine would you like?" You shrugged. "Portuguese. Red. Dry I think." "Portuguese?" your father repeated with worry. "Yeah. Any problem?" "The Portuguese wine... umm... difficult. They have their own varieties, so they are harder to pick... Couldn't I buy your Spanish wine?" You rolled your eyes again. "Anything except Spain. It's against the rules. If you like Portugal, you can't like Spain. Just if you like Japan, you can't like China, or if you like Poland, you can't like Russia, Ukraine, Belarus, Israel, Germany..." "I think I get it, sweetie. So, Portuguese." You shrugged. "I think you are trying a little too much, dad. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' will appreciate whatever you will give to him." "Yeah, but I always can do better, can't I?" You sighed. Your father acted like he was going to meet his daughter's first serious boyfriend. And it was funny because he knew ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' for years and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' wasn't your boyfriend. Why did you feel suddenly so sad about it?[[You started to think about the Parity. |Your supernatural investigation]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $clue=0>><<set $clues=[]>> <<if $OliviaNotes==true>><<set $clues.push(1)>><</if>> <<if visited("Books")>><<set $clues.push(2)>><</if>> <<if visited("Touch it") or visited("Bimbo-Pauline appears")>><<set $clues.push(3)>><</if>> <<if visited("Take a piece")>><<set $clues.push(4)>><</if>> <<if visited("Clock") or $clockMystery ==true or $clockChange == true>><<set $clues.push(5)>><</if>> <<if $chokedChip == true or visited("Evening on your own")>><<set $clues.push(6)>><</if>><<set $sumclues = $clues.length>><><div class="hintboxOwn"><div align="center">You found <<print $clues.length>>/6 clues</div>''How many clues could notice?'' <><<if $approaches.contains(1)>> You are ''Careful'' +1.<<set $clue=$clue+1>> <</if>> <<if $approaches.contains(2)>> You are ''Clever'' +2.<<set $clue=$clue+2>> <</if>> <<if $approaches.contains(6)>> You are ''Sneaky'' +1.<<set $clue=$clue+1>> <</if>>You could notice ''<<print $clue>>''/4 clues.<></div> As your parents left, you had some space for thinking. Until now, you just reacted to the events. Maybe it was a time to think over the whole situation. As you were deep in all this diving thing, you could be no longer surprised by the Parity. It had to be some pattern. There were rules you barely knew. You took a pen and a notebook. You wrote a big headline: THE PARITY. Then you started to think. <<if $clues.length gt 0>>You thought about... <><<if $clues.contains(1)>>[[...the notes.|Notes]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(2)>>[[...the book.|The book]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(3)>>[[...the behavior of your Bimbo alter-ego.|Bimbo-Pauline's behavior]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(4)>>[[...the piece of mirror.|Piece of mirror]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(5)>>[[...the clock in the classroom.|The matter of clock]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(6)>>[[...the poker chips.|The chips]]<</if>><><<else>>Then you sighed. Damn, it was useless. You weren't Fox Mulder. You'd deal with the Parity when it would try again affect your life. You had rather calm afternoon. Spending time in your room became normal - you sometimes even forgot that it used to look differently. Your notebook was pink (still you didn't know why), but it had all the applications and documents it used to. Even your account at Steam had the same games you bought. So, you could again be comfortable in your room. Then you heard your phone. It was ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. "Hi, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''!" you heard her sweet voice. "Wanna hang out? I am nearby and I think we have some things we can talk about!"[[You went with her. |The walk with Martha]] [[You needed rest. |Third childhood dream]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $clue =$clue-1>><<set $clues.delete(5)>><>You thought of that clock. It appeared that Parity required physical objects to influence the people. You were certainly the bust of Alice Rosset was very important. It was there that the divers practiced their rituals. But it was just as hard to move or destroy. But this clock even affected the school personnel. The teachers were affected too, as they did not notice that the students were hugged. However, on the other hand, Dorothy was aware of your transformation. And your parents weren't influenced by the clock and they had no idea their son became a daughter. So... So you had no clue what the clock meant. You rattled your head. But it definitely meant something.<><<if $clue gt 0>>You thought about... <<if $clues.contains(1)>>[[...the notes.|Notes]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(2)>>[[...the book.|The book]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(3)>>[[...the behavior of your Bimbo alter-ego.|Bimbo-Pauline's behavior]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(4)>>[[...the piece of mirror.|Piece of mirror]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(5)>>[[...the clock in the classroom.|The matter of clock]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(6)>>[[...the poker chips.|The chips]]<</if>><</if>>[[Ok, you gathered some info.|The conclusions of the investigation]]<>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $clue =$clue-1>><<set $clues.delete(4)>><>You took the piece of mirror from the girls' restroom. It looked like a normal mirror right now. It reflected you. Your reflection didn't have an autonomy. You would tell that it was just a normal object... But no, it wasn't. As you looked at the edges of the mirror, you noticed the reflexes of strange colors. You quickly went to the bathroom and didn't turn on the light. As your bathroom didn't have a window, it was a nearly complete darkness. Yet, it was shimmering a little in unspeakable colors. Just like poker chips. You came back to your room. You looked at the edges and the bottom of the mirror carefully. You noticed the round grooves. So, this mirror was made from the chips. Someone used the earned tokens to make that mirror. But why? <<if visited("Third dream")>>You knew how ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' tried to use it, but he just took it, he didn't create it. What was the purpose?<<else>>You saw what it could do with ''<<print $they.robertName>>'', but it wasn't probably a purpose of its existence.<</if>> Then the mirror darkened for a moment. You jumped out, scared. Your reflection didn't change, but you felt someone's presence behind it. Someone (or something) was watching you. You quickly put the mirror in the drawer and shut it down. Your heart was racing. It was one-way mirror. You thought about the dream when you first met ''<<print $they.davidName>>''.<<if visited("Join them at the table")>>. And the creatures that he called "the neighbours".<<else>> And about the creatures that could went for you in the corridor of the poker room...<</if>> You prayed they could only watch...<<if $clue gt 0>>You thought about... <<if $clues.contains(1)>>[[...the notes.|Notes]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(2)>>[[...the book.|The book]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(3)>>[[...the behavior of your Bimbo alter-ego.|Bimbo-Pauline's behavior]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(4)>>[[...the piece of mirror.|Piece of mirror]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(5)>>[[...the clock in the classroom.|The matter of clock]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(6)>>[[...the poker chips.|The chips]]<</if>><</if>>[[Ok, you gathered some info.|The conclusions of the investigation]]<>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $clue =$clue-1>><<set $clues.delete(6)>><>The chips were odd. They most of the Parity was invisible. You could feel it, they could affect you deeply, but you couldn't actually touch or see it. The chips were different. They were alive. You didn't know if in the way how alive were mushrooms, plants, or bacteria, but they weren't just the objects. They could manifest in this reality. But they couldn't last long. Their natural environment was somewhere else, in the depths of alien Universe. They could be somehow absorbed to transform people. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' breasts were the great example. <<if visited("Caroline's breasts")>>She used the chips to make them bigger.<<else>>She probably used them to make them bigger.<</if>><<if visited("Watch the game")>>But their absorption could be also painful, it was the kind of the punishment. You remembered ''<<print $they.davidName>>'s'' face when he tried to bet too low and how hungrily the chip tried to attach to him.<<else>>But maybe there were other ways for them to get into a human's body... <</if>><><<if $clue gt 0>>You thought about... <<if $clues.contains(1)>>[[...the notes.|Notes]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(2)>>[[...the book.|The book]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(3)>>[[...the behavior of your Bimbo alter-ego.|Bimbo-Pauline's behavior]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(4)>>[[...the piece of mirror.|Piece of mirror]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(5)>>[[...the clock in the classroom.|The matter of clock]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(6)>>[[...the poker chips.|The chips]]<</if>><</if>>[[Ok, you gathered some info.|The conclusions of the investigation]]<>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $clue =$clue-1>><<set $clues.delete(3)>><>You shivered a little when you thought about ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>''. Your body was still foreign to you, but at least it was a body with ordinary proportions. You imagined having such heavy breasts and enormous buttocks and just shook your head. How was possible to live in that body? But the body was just a beginning of the problem. ''Auntie'' made you feel horny, sometimes even incredible horny. The vision of feeling that overtime was fascinating, but it was a fascination mixed with terror. You'd become a puppet of your urges. You would be barely human. ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' was a threat, but she had to be a threat with a key. <<if visited("Touch it") or visited("Try to resist them") and $resisted==1>>You could beat her using your willpower, however you didn't know how much you could stay your ground. But she wasn't an overwhelming threat. Of course, you didn't dare to underestimate her. But it was good to know.<<else>>At least, you hoped there was a key. You lost your battles against her, and you didn't know how to defeat her. Maybe the only way to face her was to avoid her. To escape from her range.<</if>> <<if visited("Stay with your father") or visited("Call Justin help") or visited("Go to your father")>>It looked like the company of certain people could help with her. Your father and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' were somehow weakened the power of the Parity. You didn't understand why. They weren't the students of ''Rosset High School''. You were just a girl for them. But they could help you, even they weren't aware of this struggle.<<else>>The most terrifying was the feeling of the total isolation. It was a grim struggle between your mind and the unspeakable forces that wanted to reshape your existence. You sighed. It wasn't a good start to plan the future battles.<</if>><><<if $clue gt 0>>You thought about... <<if $clues.contains(1)>>[[...the notes.|Notes]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(2)>>[[...the book.|The book]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(3)>>[[...the behavior of your Bimbo alter-ego.|Bimbo-Pauline's behavior]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(4)>>[[...the piece of mirror.|Piece of mirror]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(5)>>[[...the clock in the classroom.|The matter of clock]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(6)>>[[...the poker chips.|The chips]]<</if>><</if>>[[Ok, you gathered some info.|The conclusions of the investigation]]<>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $clue =$clue-1>><<set $clues.delete(2)>><>As you compared "The recognition of the spirits" to the Parity, you saw some scheme. In the book, there were certain days when the evil could influence of the students. ''Auntie'' also had her days. Monday, Wednesday and Friday for girls, Tuesday and Thursday for boys. There were days connected with male and female deities. You tried to remember if actually you could feel that ''Auntie'' was more powerful. And then you realized that the concert was on Friday and it was probably the most girlish experience you had. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' started to change you on Tuesday, but there weren't drastic changes. <<if visited("Bimbo-Pauline appears")>>''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' attacked you on Wednesday.<<else>>So, you knew when you could be safer.<</if>> The second thing that seemed to fit was the matter of the imagination. ''Alice Rosset'' wasn't really the ''Auntie'', the strangest place in the dreams wasn't a poker room. It was just the illusion. But the shape was important. The shape for sure influenced in the way that the whole Parity worked.<><<if $clue gt 0>>You thought about... <<if $clues.contains(1)>>[[...the notes.|Notes]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(2)>>[[...the book.|The book]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(3)>>[[...the behavior of your Bimbo alter-ego.|Bimbo-Pauline's behavior]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(4)>>[[...the piece of mirror.|Piece of mirror]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(5)>>[[...the clock in the classroom.|The matter of clock]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(6)>>[[...the poker chips.|The chips]]<</if>><</if>>[[Ok, you gathered some info.|The conclusions of the investigation]]<>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $clue =$clue-1>><<set $clues.delete(1)>><>You sent the photos of ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' notes to your computer. You had to admit that you took good photos. Unfortunately, most of the notes ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' wrote herself, so they were almost illegible. Some of them ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' wrote, and they were much easier to read. Generally, the performing of the ritual took a week. It didn't require too many preparations or the ingredients. It focused on the meditation about the variety of life. You didn't realize it before, but the Parity didn't treat the humans differently than other animals, and even plants. The fertility force was touching the birds, insects and rodents living in school building and the backyard. Even the weeds grew better there. One of the parts of the ritual was to notice and thank for the life around. The person needed to accept the role he or she had in the endless circle of the life. The sign that the ritual was performed correctly was the vision of the black sun. The last part was quite drastic, because it required the blood, as the place where the soul lived. You read that sentence again. Well, it was quite close to the belief of Judaism, and maybe the Islam (you weren't sure, you didn't know Islam well). It was required to give some blood on the last day of the ritual. The notes seemed to be complete. You knew that it worked once. It wasn't hard to perform. <<if $beAgirl==false>>You smiled to yourself. You were a one step closer to change back!<<else>>Well, you didn't know about the ritual that ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' performed to change you. You knew that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' needed to do the sexual activities he wanted to "plant" in your head. It looked more complicated. But hey, it was something.<</if>><><<if $clue gt 0>>You thought about... <<if $clues.contains(1)>>[[...the notes.|Notes]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(2)>>[[...the book.|The book]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(3)>>[[...the behavior of your Bimbo alter-ego.|Bimbo-Pauline's behavior]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(4)>>[[...the piece of mirror.|Piece of mirror]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(5)>>[[...the clock in the classroom.|The matter of clock]] <</if>> <<if $clues.contains(6)>>[[...the poker chips.|The chips]]<</if>><</if>>[[Ok, you gathered some info.|The conclusions of the investigation]]<>

<<<set $count=$count+1>><<anger $auntie>><>After spending some time, you felt safer. You put some pieces together. Maybe it was a time to tame some aspects of the Parity. Whatever you thought about it, ''Auntie'' wouldn't go away. You had rather calm afternoon. Spending time in your room became normal - you sometimes even forgot that it used to look differently. Your notebook was pink (still you didn't know why), but it had all the applications and documents it used to. Even your account at Steam had the same games you bought. So, you could again be comfortable in your room. Then you heard your phone. It was ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. "Hi, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''!" you heard her sweet voice. "Wanna hang out? I am nearby and I think we have some things we can talk about!"[[You went with her. |The walk with Martha]] [[You needed rest. |Third childhood dream]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>God, she was so beautiful. You realized that after the dream she wore even more feminine clothes than before. Her flowery chiffon dress was translucent, so you could admire the subtle bounces off her cleavage. Her round sunglasses gave her a look that reminded you of a hippie, but there was nothing rough about her. She was classy. And when she lit her cigarette, she was just irresistible. "I heard you got busy this weekend," she said. "Some cute boy will come to the city." You shrugged. "Sure, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', my best friend." She pouted her lips. "Oh." You rolled your eyes. "Are you jealous or something?" "Should I be jealous?" You looked at her. "''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', you're the most gorgeous girl I've ever seen. That's not even a compliment... It's just... fact!" "Oh, thank you. You are not bad yourself," she flashed you with her smile. "As you will be busy with your best friend, I believe we need to have a little discussion now. Lots of things happened. "You told me that talking doesn't work." "Of course, because you were just trying to be nice," she shrugged. "But there are things we have to talk about. But, I'm curious about that cute boy. What could you tell... [[...about him?|Talk about your childhood friends]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>When you heard a question about ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', you suddenly imagined him with the every detail. It was like he looked like the day after the concert, but this time, the red boxer didn't cover him. He was more than ready to... You got constantly wet when you were thinking about him. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''?" ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' asked you with concern in her voice. "Are you ok?" You blinked several times. "Yeah, sure. But tell me, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''... Did you come to hang out with me to ask about ''<<print $they.justinName>>''? You don't know this guy.” She shrugged. "I just wanted to try a small talk, that's all," she seemed a little offended. "''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' said many things about him. And, you know, it's amazing that you have so devoted friends. I've never had many friends, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. That's enough for you? I don't really like to explain myself, especially when I did nothing wrong." <<if $approaches.contains(1) and $approaches.contains(2) or $approaches.contains(6) and $approaches.contains(1) or $approaches.contains(2) and $approaches.contains(6)>>But you didn't believe her. Something strange was going on right now. <<else>>Yes, you were being too paranoid, that's for sure. You apologized her.<</if>> "Well, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' is like a brother to me," you said. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' smiled. "That's sweet. But he doesn't remember you as a boy, does he? I bet it's hard for you. You know, been wiped from somebody's memory..." You sighed and nodded.[[But you thought your relations would change even more. |You thought your relations change more]] [[It was the whole new relation. |You feel that you are in the whole different place]]

<<set $count=$count+1>>You sighed. "I think it could change more," you said. "I mean, it would be probably weirder if ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' didn't remember my real life. But, you know, my parents didn't really change. I had a good life and I have a good life. But yeah, it's still strange that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looks at me differently." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' smiled. "You'll get used to it, I suppose," she said. "But it's nice to hear. I know you didn't vote for the change, so I get it can be difficult... When I've changed, it was a dream fulfilled. For a several months I even didn't noticed how periods were awful and painful. I was high. Even if somebody wasn't nice to me, I was too happy to realize it. I could just watch myself for hours. I barely thought. I've just repeated: oh my God, it happened, it really happened." She chuckled. It was strange to see her talking about her personal thoughts. "But we are different. I was just a girl in the body of the nerdy boy. I didn't have much life outside of my mind, so I've lost nothing. But..." she hesitated, "there are people who can lose much. Like ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' or ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''... Well, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' is a big surprise..."[[...to me. |Talk about the plot of Caroline]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You chuckled and shook your head. "He loves me, you know," you said. "I mean... He sang a love ballad for me in front of her girlfriend! Things we done together probably didn't change much. But he thinks about them differently." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' giggled. "What?" "You know, there could be more serious changes in life," she said. "Don't get me wrong, I know it's quite a shock for you, but... You lost nothing, as I suppose." <<if $beAgirl==false>>"Except my life, nothing, you're right," you said coldly.<<else>>"Probably it could change more, but... But it's still much."<</if>> "You'll be alright, this is what I wanted to say. Really. Compared to ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'', you've got a really soft start." "Yeah, I suppose." "I'm not surprised that she struggles so much. Even the Parity couldn't change her mind. Being a girl really makes her suffer." It was strange to see ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' talking about such things. She showed no empathy, there was no compassion in her voice. She just... informed you about her opinion. If ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'', it was also thanks to ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. "I'm curious... [[...if she will change back. |Talk about the plot of Caroline]]

<<set $count=$count+1>>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' thought for a moment. "''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' really understood the rules of the Parity," she said. "I didn't expect she was so smart. She's really a quick learner." "Yeah, in many different skills." She giggled. "It's not so hard as you think. Especially with ''<<print $they.davidName>>'', who used many tools to manipulate her." "Yeah, he showed his dick and made her his bitch." "He made her his bitch, but those superstitions about the first dick are overrated, believe me." You raised your eyebrows. "Really?" "Yeah, really. You can of course use many chips to make your dick... let's say, a tool to corruption, but it's not so simple. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' used the other tools. More subtle. I have to admit, her plot against ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was something. She could be a really good diver, if her shitty life didn't crush her. Or ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' wouldn't crush her."[[Yeah, she did quite well. |You admire her spirit and will]] [[She didn't see she already lost. |She doesn't see she already lost]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You thought for a moment. <<if visited("He agrees to Caroline's plan")>>"Well, she persuaded ''<<print $they.robertName>>'', but..."<<else>>"Well, she didn't persuade ''<<print $they.robertName>>'', and it was her last chance, I think,"<</if>> you said carefully. "I mean, have you heard about at least one person who changed back?" "No. But nobody volunteered before me and ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. So I would say that what she's trying to do is not imposible." You shrugged. "Ok, you know that all occult stuff better than me. But for me, really, I think that she's doing exactly what the divers want her to do, but she's sure that she'd outsmart them." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' smiled. "Oh, she surprised ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' several times," she said. "But you are right. It's meaningless why are you fucking. The Parity earns when you fuck." You had a very vivid vision of having sex with ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. And this time you really didn't want to know why you were screwing with him. You just wanted it to happen. <<if $martha.Attraction ==1>>But you were with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' right now. Her presence turned you on too. You wanted her. As you looked at her, you started to forget ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. You wanted to talk about your relationship. Then you hesitated. Maybe you shouldn't talk about it, enjoying the moment instead? [[You started this conversation.|Talk about your relationship]] [[You wouldn't talk about it.|Third childhood dream]]<<else>>You spent some time with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', but your thoughts were getting more clouded by the thought about ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was getting the situation worse, asking questions about the concert. When you finally went home, you were in fire. Luckilly, your parents went to the another meeting. You masturbated all evening. You just couldn't stop yourself. Even exhausted, when you thought that tomorrow you would meet him made you horny again. [[You couldn't rest even in your dream.|Third childhood dream]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>"She's doing well so far," you said. "It's hard for me to admit it, but I've earned some respect for help. She's a fighter." "But you are calling her "she"," ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' pointed out with a smirk. You were thinking for a moment. "Yeah, that suits her better," you said. "I mean... ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' seems to be more... more complex than ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was just an asshole." "Yeah, sometimes you need to change drastically to winkle out your potential," she said thoughtfully. "And I agree, she can win if ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' doesn't stop her. I still don't know his game so far. He lost a nerve lately." You both didn't talk for a moment. <<if $martha.Attraction ==1>>But there were the important things to think about. You were with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' right now. Her presence turned you on too. You wanted her. As you looked at her, you started to forget ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. You wanted to talk about your relationship. Then you hesitated. Maybe you shouldn't talk about it, enjoying the moment instead? [[You started this conversation. |Talk about your relationship]] [[You wouldn't talk about it. |Third childhood dream]] <<else>>You spent some time with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', but your thoughts were getting more clouded by the thought about ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was getting the situation worse, asking questions about the concert. When you finally went home, you were on fire. Luckily, your parents went to the another meeting. You masturbated all evening. You just couldn't stop yourself. Even exhausted, when you thought that tomorrow you would meet him made you horny again. [[You couldn't rest even in your dream. |Third childhood dream]] <</if>>

<<set $count=$count+1>>You cleared your throat. "As we are talking about my relations..." you said. "You are part of them. You know that, don't you?" "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''..." "What? I'm listening." You looked her in the eye. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' blushed a little. "And how do you imagine that?" she said. "You know how the Parity works. You know how my work... works. It's not like I can be in a serious relationship. There is a lot of incidental sex in my life, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." Ok, maybe it wasn't the part you were thinking about, but she had a point. It could be difficult. "Besides, I don't know if we should be in a lesbian relationship. I mean..." she sighed. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', the Parity works in the certain way. It wants you to have sex to create a life. It's a fertility force." You shrugged. "But it doesn't blind us. Look, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. We are in high school. Most of the relationships won't survive anyway. But we can try. I think... We should try." She hesitated for a moment, then she sighed. "May I be honest? You haven't persuaded me, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. It's unnecessary risk. For both of us. Still, there is a bigger chance that you let ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' screw you. It would be far more natural for you. So why to mess with it? Just enjoy your life." She shook her head. "It's... It's nice that you are interested in me. I really appreciate that, but..." [[There were no buts on your watch. |You want to give you a try]] <<flashy $display>> [[Maybe she was right. |There's a whole Parity between you and her]] <<careful $display>>

<><<set $backto = "There's a whole Parity between you and her">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You sighed. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was right. "Damn, girl, you really can give people hope," you said sadly. She smiled a little. "There are limits for everybody. Look at me. I could shape everything about me, and still there are some limits." "But you are just perfect, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''." "Thank you," she answered. "Well, you have somebody's dream in your hands." You spent some time with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', but your thoughts were getting more clouded by the thought about ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was getting the situation worse, asking questions about the concert. When you finally went home, you were on fire. Luckily, your parents went to the another meeting. You masturbated all evening. You just couldn't stop yourself. Even exhausted, when you thought that tomorrow you would meet him made you horny again.[[You couldn't rest even in your dream. |Third childhood dream]]

<><<set $backto = "You want to give you a try">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You were tired of those constant worries and doubts. You took ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' hand and squeezed it. Then you kissed her. She kissed you back instantly, then she hugged you. Her tongue was moving vigorously. Two girls were making out in public, which was still uncommon in your country. But you didn't care. Even when you kiss stopped, you were determined to hold her hand. She didn't want to believe in your relationship. You were supposed to show her how much you cared about her. But she smiled sadly and put her hand away. "Just be reasonable, ok?" she asked. "Are you embarrassed by me?" "Of course not, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. But you don't know much about being a girl. Seriously, save the gestures. They won't help us." "But... Are there us?" you asked, looking in her eyes. Bit her lip and then laughed. "Yeah, there are us. At least we can take a shot. You kissed her again. "My parents aren't home," you said slyly. This was a positive aspect of the election campaign. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' rolled her eyes. "So you're telling me that we've wasted so much time..."[[Not for a long time. |Second sex with Martha]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><<anger $auntie>>You went to your room. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' kissed you, then turned around. You unzipped her dress. You moved your hand delicately through her naked back. She smiled, then took it off. She stayed in her underwear. You were unable to move or a breath for a moment, just admiring her beauty. She smiled wryly, then she helped you to undress. You both were only in your panties and bras. She just looked at you and at the bed. You knew what to do. You laid on your bed, shivering from the excitement. After the moment, she was next to you. She licked her fingers and took one of your breasts. She was massaging your nipples until she heard your first moan. Your hand was moving on her smooth leg. She leaned over and sucked your nipple. You reached further to her crotch. She purred like a cat. It was amazing how slow you both were. There was no rush. It took you ten minutes to finally take off your bras and panties. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was on her knees with a little spread legs. You leaned over and kissed her clitoris. She was caressing your hair and ears, while you were licking her vagina. You loved the moments when you hit the spots and felt her whole body tingled. Then she gently pushed you. It was your turn. You almost exploded in bliss just looking at her face, lowering to your crotch. As you were a little clumsy, she seemed to know everything about giving a pleasure. You were just lying there, moaning and yelling helplessly, when her tongue played on your body like on some kind of the instrument. You climaxed at last. You were panting for a moment with the closed eyes, trying to process all the sensation. You realized that ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was gone for a moment when she came back and launched some device. It was kind of vibrator, but a really small one. It was no bigger than a pen. But the message it gave you was just amazing. You realized now what the multi-orgasm meant. And you had your chance to reward ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' left three hours later, but the scent of her perfumes was still strong even when you were falling asleep.[[During the night. |Third childhood dream]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><<if not visited("The walk with Martha")>>After rather a calm day, you fell asleep.<<else>>You finally closed your eyes.<</if>>When you opened your eyes, you were in ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' place. Great. Another dream. You sighed and looked around.<<if visited("Interfere")>>Something was different, but you needed a moment to realize what happened. Then it struck you. You were smaller. You went quickly to the bathroom to confirm. "Holy shit," you said to yourself, shocked. The girl in the mirror was about twelve. And she wore a grey scout uniform, with a skirt, a cap and everything. You heard a noise, so you came back to the room. It was awful as always. You could barely breath because of the heavy smell of the cheap cigarettes. The furniture was worn out and ugly. You realized what memory it was. You sighed again. At least you wouldn't meet ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' father. The fact he wasn't there caused that your friend needed your help. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''?" You heard a voice. Twelve-year-old ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' went to the room. He was in his scout uniform too. "I didn't hear you coming." "The door was opened," you said, echoing the sentence you said six years earlier. The boy gulped and quickly locked the door. Yeah, his neighbors were the last thing you needed. "Thanks for coming," he said. "She lays there." You sighed and came with him to the other room. His mother was unconscious. She laid on the floor and breathed heavily. "You really should call an ambulance," you said. You knew that it was just the first attack of her disease. But ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' shook his head. You saw the fear in his eyes. "No, no. She's just tired, nothing else," he said quickly. You knew that he was afraid of his father. That son of a bitch would be dead in the year. You even would find a body. You hoped you wouldn't have to repeat it in the dream. "Let's get her onto the bed." That was impossible, of course, but you tried, as you tried 6 years ago. But she was simply too heavy. Then you heard the knocking. "It's ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''," you said with the certainty. You went to the door and opened it. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was in a green uniform too. He wasn't as tall as he was as a girl when he was twelve. But he had a wry smile like always. "Damn, girl, you are so flat at the age of twelve," he said chuckling. "What kind of the dream is that?" [[You let him in. |Is it a real dream]] <<else>>You looked around and you saw that the door were opening and some girl went in. Your eyes bulged out. It was ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', but she was about twelve. And she wore a grey scout uniform, with a skirt, a cap and everything. The flat was awful as always. You could barely breath because of the heavy smell of the cheap cigarettes. The furniture was worn out and ugly. You realized what memory it was. You sighed again. At least you wouldn't meet ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' father. The fact he wasn't there caused that your friend needed your help. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''?" You heard a voice. Twelve-year-old ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' went to the room. He was in his scout uniform too. "I didn't hear you coming." "The door was opened," she said. Her voice was quite mature for a twelve-year-old girl. The boy gulped and quickly locked the door. Yeah, his neighbors were the last thing you needed. "Thanks for coming," he said. "She lays there." You sighed and came with them to the other room. You knew what was going to happen. His mother was unconscious. She laid on the floor and breathed heavily. "You really should call an ambulance," the scoutgirl said. You knew that it was just the first attack of her disease. But ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' shook his head. You saw the fear in his eyes. "No, no. She's just tired, nothing else," he said quickly. You knew that he was afraid of his father. That son of a bitch would be dead in the year. You even would find a body. You hoped you wouldn't have to repeat it in the dream. "Let's get her onto the bed." Well, it was of course impossible for two kids. She was far too heavy. Then you heard the knocking. "It's probably ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', I called him" the young girl said. She went to the door and opened it. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was in a green uniform too. He wasn't as tall as he was as a girl when he was twelve. In fact, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' seemed to be taller than him. "Damn, what's wrong with you, guys?" he asked. "We'll be late!" [[She let him in. |You couldn't or didn't change it]] <</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was still looking at you. "Good thing you don't sell cookies, <<if $beAgirl==true>>''<<print $you.femaleName>>''<<else>>''<<print $you.maleName>>''<</if>>," he said and chuckled. "You'd steal my heart. Such a cute scoutgirl." You rolled your eyes. "I'm happy you're enjoying yourself," you said. Then ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' came. "Thanks for coming," he said and shook ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' hand so forcibly that he winced. "Can... Can we move my mom to the bed?" "Sure," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' said quickly. Watching younger ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' surprised him more than seeing you. You three went to the other room. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and you grabbed the woman's arms, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' took the legs. "One, two, three!" ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' commanded. Damn she was so heavy! You weren't much stronger as a boy, but maybe you just didn't remember how heavy she was. You could barely lift her. "Oh, shit," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' exclaimed. His eyes were wide opened. You looked at him, puzzled. Then you noticed it. You didn't lift the ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother. It was stone ''Auntie's'' bust. ''Alice Rosset'' was looking at you and you saw some kind of life in her stone eyes.[[You tried to drop and break the statue. |Try to destroy the statue]] <<forceful $display>> [[Just a moment and she would be on the bed... |You couldn't or didn't change it]] <<careful $display>>

<><<anger $auntie>><<set $backto = "Try to destroy the statue">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You knew in that moment that you could destroy the statue. ''Auntie'' seemed to be aware of it too, as you felt her uncertainty and... fear? You smiled wryly. When you and your friends lifted the statue, you wittingly allowed to slip the bust from your arms. "Ooh, shit!" ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' exclaimed. The statue hit the floor and smashed in the thousands of pieces, as it was made from the glass, not from the stone. You heard the deafening cry of the creature that couldn't live on this planet. The sudden light blinded you. The light of millions of unspeakable colors that reminded you the strange visions of alien planets. You closed your eyes desperately, but you still saw the shapes of fantastic places and creatures that lived under the black sun, which rays were given even more than the light of the Sun. And you knew that you looked differently. You were bigger and stronger. However, you couldn't look at yourself, you were sure that in this one moment you were a boy again. You felt your rising erection as the feeling of the triumph over the Parity was filling your body and soul. And you felt something more. You stepped on the one of the pieces of the statue and you felt that it was melting. The statue wasn't a stone. It was made of the poker chips. Then you felt you were waking up. You felt smaller. You felt all the changes took place again. You felt the size of your growing breasts and the moistness between your legs. The hair was touching your face and shoulders.[[You opened your eyes. |Friday morning]]

<><<set $count =$count+1>><<if visited("Is it a real dream")>><<set $backto = "You couldn't or didn't change it">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><</if>><><<if visited("Is it a real dream")>>You were struggling with the statue. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother was heavy enough in the real life, but the stone bust, however smaller than the person, was a lot heavier. You were trying several times, until ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' groaned. You saw a blue glow. And, as this light was giving him some kind of strength, he held a statue for a moment, then the all three pushed it on the bed.<<else>>You saw ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' struggling with the statue. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother was heavy enough in the real life, but the stone bust, however smaller than the person, was a lot heavier. They were trying several times, until ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' groaned. You saw a blue glow. And, as this light was giving him some kind of strength, he held a statue for a moment, then the all three pushed it on the bed.<</if>> Everyone smiled. Ufff, what a relief. But for your horror, you realized that ''Auntie'' was smiling too.[[You woke up. |Friday morning]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You woke up with a deep sigh. You really missed the times when dreams were just dreams, not the other thread in your life. You felt so insecure and unsettled. You wondered if you should talk about it with someone. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' seemed to be overwhelmed by the events, and probably he would have just more sneers and comments for you. Maybe you should talk with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''... But it turned out that she wasn't at school that day. She had some project to do. You sighed once more. You were tired. It was a little ironic that you thought that right after you woke up. You realized that you were looking forward to the meeting with''<<print $they.justinName>>'' also due to the fact that he did not know what was happening. It was a really odd thought. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' looked even more exhausted than you. He didn't look like a good company to the serious conversations. But you didn't have much choice. Did you talk with him? [[Yes.|Talk about it with Olivier]] <<if visited("Caroline drops school") or visited("She told you about her plot against Robert") and not visited("Expose Caroline")>>[[No.|The conversation with Caroline]] <<else>>[[No. |The choices before Justin's arrival]] <</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>The weather was good, so the students spent the break in the backyard. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' sat on the bench with the headphone on his ears, clearly determined to ignore everything and everyone around. You sighed. It probably wouldn't be easy. You sat next to him. You noticed that he clenched his teeth. He didn't look well. He was pale and tired. "Can we talk?" you asked. He sighed deeply and took off the headphones. "Have you read some book lately?" he asked. "Or maybe you have watched some film and do you want to talk about it? Or maybe do you want to talk about some game?" "I..." He sighed again. "Yeah, I thought so," he said and snorted. "Another occult bullshit. It's all our life now, isn't it?" "Hey, it's not that I've volunteered for that! But yeah, I want to talk about it." He shrugged. "Sorry, I'm not interested," he said and took the headphones on. You were speechless for a moment. You felt the strong urge to rip the headphones from his head, but you somehow stopped yourself. But you felt offended and betrayed. Fuck him. <<if visited("Caroline drops school") or visited("She told you about her plot against Robert") and not visited("Expose Caroline")>>But there was a person who had the interest in speaking with you. It was... [[$they.carlFemaleName|The conversation with Caroline]] <<else>>You wondered what was bugging him, but you couldn't get closer to him. The rest of the school day passed slowly. [[After school. |The choices before Justin's arrival]] <</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><><<if not visited("Talk about it with Olivier")>>You didn't talk to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', but you had other important conversation.<</if>><><<if visited("Caroline drops school")>>It turned out that ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' was serious. She decided to drop the school. She went to the school office and got back her papers. She was calm, but you were more than sure that it was just a mask. Nobody stopped her from making such a crucial decision.<<else>>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' was calm and focused. There was something odd in her behaviour. Something that prevented her from the further bullying. People avoided her. There was something dark in the way she looked, however you couldn't say specifically what was wrong.<</if>> She observed you carefully for a while. Finally, she approached you. You didn't why, but you felt nervous about it. She couldn't hurt you anymore - not in the way she could as a boy. But everything strange that you experienced because of the Parity seemed to focus on her. <<if visited("She told you about her plot against Robert") and not visited("Expose Caroline")>>You were more than surprised, when you saw that she... [[...was smiling at you. |She apologies you for bullying]]<<else>>She winced so terribly, that her face could be a model of a face of some kind of... [[demon. |She promises a revenge]] <</if>>

<><<set $count+$count+1>><>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' looked at you with pure hate in her eyes. "You little bitch," she hissed. "I should break your neck when I firstly saw you. You fucking cunt! Enjoy your life for now, ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' I have something special for you." There was something odd with her voice. She didn't sound like she used to. Her voice was deeper, and her words... sticky. They somehow were attached to you, like a thick smoke. "I will make you watch," ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' promised. "Oh, they will love to meet you, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. They rarely get someone so interesting like you. How many dreams you are? How many emotions? How much of happiness they can drain from you? Oh, I can't wait to see your face!" Her smile was so cruel that you instinctively stepped back. What the fuck was going on?[[You snapped back. |Snap back]] <<quick $display>> [[You tried to calm her down. |Try to calm her down]] <<clever $display>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><div class="hintboxOwn">The scene added as ''$10 Patron's'' request.</div>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," she said. "I'm sorry I was such an asshole to you." You raised your eyebrows. It was one of those situations that you couldn't prepare for, because you didn't expect it would happen. "Oh," you answered, but it wasn't a response, just a sound. "Really, I was... I was wrong about you, and... And I really appreciate that you're the only person that doesn't bully me. It's... This is something I never expected..." You shook your head. You had in mind many situations when ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was bullying you. Even now, when he was no longer a threat, it wasn't easy to forgive him. You weren't sure you'd behave like this if ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' was bullied as a boy. You cleared your throat. "Well, you're having a rough time," you said attentively. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' smiled a little. "Yeah," she said. "You have no idea. But I can fix it. I get that maybe you don't wait for me changing back, but I will beat this fucking ''Auntie''." There was something dark in her eyes when she said that. There was a grim determination in her voice. You were too familiar with that mood. Justin had the same soulless mode. And it was pretty efficient. But ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' wasn't ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', she didn't have his self-control. You saw how this situation burned her.[[You tried to calm her.|Try to calm her down]] <<clever $display>> [[You encouraged her.|Encourage her]] <<flashy $display>>

<><<set $backto = "Snap back">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You scoffed. "Spare it, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''!" you exclaimed. "Who the fuck do you think you are?! You are nobody! You can do nothing! Did they want you to fuck? They did! And what did you do? You fucked like the obeyed bitch you are! You are not the fucking diver, you are just the divers' fuck toy! The only thing you did with the magic of ''Auntie'' is to make yourself the bigger tits to more fuck! It's your changing back - making exactly what they are expecting! Good luck, you stupid whore!" Obviously, you made some points, because ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' was silent for a moment. You were prepared that she would hit you. But she just stood for a moment, processing something. It was even more horrific than the yells. She hated you. You felt it as a wave or a ray. If hate could kill, you'd be dead now. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' slowly turned around and left. You sighed. You knew it wasn't over. The rest of your school day passed slowly. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' should be in two hours. You felt the growing excitement.[[You didn't have much time! |The choices before Justin's arrival]]

<><<set $backto = "Try to calm her down">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You looked at her calmly. "They are feeding on you right now, you know?" you said quietly. You were more than sure about that. "They clearly want us to wriggle and overthink the whole situation. I don't think that you are helping yourself by playing their game." <<if visited("She promises a revenge")>>She scoffed. "And what the fuck do you know about it?" she said. "You know fucking nothing, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. You just accepted being their bitch. And maybe that's good. You'll be their bitch for the rest of your life!"<<else>>She smiled. "Sure, probably you are right," she admitted. She took a deep breath and she looked a little calmer. "But that's a dirty fight. I think I can surprise those fuckers. Anyway, thanks for the concern."<</if>> She turned around and left. The rest of the school day passed slowly. But you felt the growing excitement.[[It would be a really entertaining weekend! |The choices before Justin's arrival]]

<><<set $backto = "Encourage her">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You smiled at ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. "You'll be fine, ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''," you said. "You'll change back. You will get back what they robbed you." She snorted and winced. "Of course I will!" she exclaimed. But you saw a relief in her eyes. She appreciated the support. You wondered how many times in her life she hadn't heard she'd be okay when she needed it. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' smiled at you shyly. "But thanks," she said. Then she added. <<if $beAgirl==true>>"I know you'll make a marvelous chick. I probably said the wrong words, but you're doing great." You blushed a little. "Thanks... I guess."<<else>>"There is a way for you too. You don't have to be a girl unless you want to be." Your eyes bulged out. "What? Are you proposing to help me?" She shrugged. "You already helped me, so..."<</if>> You stayed quiet for a while. "You have to be careful with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''," she said. "She's a pretty good diver and it's not a good thing for everybody in her company." "I'm careful with everybody." "Sure you are. You should be." She left. You leaned against the wall, you felt exhausted and a bit confused. [[And it was just the start of the day... |The choices before Justin's arrival]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $pick=0>><>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' looked exhausted and anxious, but he clearly wasn't in the mood to talk. He pretended that nothing happened, but you could see a pain in his eyes. You eventually gave up. You could make him be reasonable. But after an hour you got the message from ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''"Sorry to bother. I forbade ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' to come to me. She needs a rest. Maybe she told you what happened to her. I'm worried about her. She sometimes looks worse than me. :P Anyway. You'll calm her if you come to me. Not long. But she thinks she is so alone in babysitting me." You rolled your eyes. Yeah, you definitely needed more sneers and dramas of your crazy ex-girlfriend. On the other hand, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' would probably appreciate the help. You sighed. You would have no more than two hours to prepare for ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' visit. <><<if $martha.Attraction ==1>>[[You needed a support for clothes and makeup. |You ask Martha for help with clothes and makeup]] <</if>><>[[You went to your ex-girlfriend. |You agree to help Dorothy]] [[You just tried to relax. |You'll just chill]] [[You tried do your makeup alone. |You try with clothes and makeup]] [[You did your homework. |Do your homework]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $auntie.Defiance = $auntie.Defiance +1>><<set $pick = $pick+1>><>You sighed. Time to be reasonable. Your grades seemed meaningless compared to the Parity that reshaped your life. Yet you wanted no more trouble. It was quite odd, but you suddenly felt calm when you took your books and your notebooks. You threw music at Spotify, and you worked very fast. It wasn't boring, it was... refreshing. You kept your mind occupied with the tasks and the specific question and it was almost a pleasure. <<if visited("Colorful notes")>>And the use of coloured markers to highlight notes really worked. You didn't do it as a boy, but now you were sure that it was a tool to organize the information. Maybe the speed of writing was not the most important thing... <<else>>Almost, because two weeks out of school was a hard gap to bridge. You needed to rely on ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' notes, and they were... well... let's say, some kind of clue, nothing more. <</if>> But, of course, you were still thinking about ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', and you found those thoughts very entertaining. You really wanted to see him... <<if $pick lt 2>>Well, you finished. You took a deep breath. You had an hour before his arrival... [[You needed to relax a little.|You'll just chill]] [[You tried with clothes and makeup.|You try with clothes and makeup]]<<else>>Your heart jumped when you heard the buzzing intercom. The weekend had a lot of promise. When ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' knocked softly after a couple of minutes, you ran to the door. Then you gasped. He... [[...looked differently. |Justin arrives]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $pick = $pick+1>><>It seemed that you would have a busy weekend, so you just tried to relax a little. You launched some music and took a book. It was nice to not think about what happened or what would happen. But it turned out that you couldn't focus more than a few minutes. You still thought about ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. The dream woke up many memories and some of them made you wonder how ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' remembered many things from your common past. And you wondered about the future of your relationship. It was really engaging. <<if $pick lt 2>>Your clock beeped. Another hour passed. [[You did your homework. |Do your homework]] [[You tried with the clothes and makeup. |You try with clothes and makeup]] <<else>>Your heart jumped when you heard the buzzing intercom. You realized you were getting really excited. You saw your reflection in the mirror, and then you laughed. Were you seriously worried about what ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' would think of you? He would probably be wearing those worn rags he called clothes. And he saw you in a million unexpected situations. Your fellowship with him based on common experiences. You and he didn't look good in most of them. The weekend had a lot of promise. When ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' knocked softly after a couple of minutes, you ran to the door. Then you gasped. He... [[...looked differently. |Justin arrives]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You launched some tutorial about makeup on TikTok, but you switched off it quickly. You bit your lips. It was hopeless. You were hopeless. You couldn't look better. Girls like ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' spent a lot of time learning on sleepovers, and even used the help of their friends and women in their families. You didn't have such experiences. You were probably familiar with all the Cthulhu Mythos, but it didn't help to look good in that body. Fuck! You have selected the telephone and select a contact immediately. "Yeah? What's up?" ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' said. "I know this is crazy and you're probably pretty busy," you said, suddenly embarrassed. "But... Can you come and help me do my makeup?” "Sure," she said calmly. "Give me 15 minutes." Wow, that surprised you. "Well... Thank you." "No problem. See ya." And you felt the wave of doubts and suspicions. What was going on? Why did you want to look good for him? Even thinking about ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was making you wet. You had an instant urge to fingering yourself. Damn. What the hell was happening to you? You had to look worried when ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' showed up. "Wow, girl. What's up? He's not coming or anything? Your heart froze for a second when you thought about that. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' Looked at you carefully. Then she smirked. "Damn, it's a serious thing, isn't it?" You blushed furiously. "He loves me, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''," you whispered. "He sang a love song for me... I... ''Auntie'' is messing with my head, isn't she? That's the influence of Parity, for sure..." She smiled a little wider. "Yes and no, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," she said. "The Parity already changed you. We aren't a total playground of our brains and hormones, but they are affecting us. You are a girl in every point when it matters, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. And the boy you like loves you. It's something new for you, so you may be overreacting a little. But you have free will, remember. It's nothing wrong with looking good, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. It doesn't make you a slut." "Does it?" She giggled. "Of course not, silly. That's new for you, I get it. But you'll get used to break the hearts, believe me... But we don't have much time. How do you want to look for him?" [[Umm... Sexy.|Wear sexy]] [[Maybe a little classy.|Wear classy]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>Ok. You could do this. You could do this. You launched some tutorial about makeup on TikTok, but you switched off it quickly. You bit your lips. It was hopeless. You were hopeless. You couldn't look better. Girls like ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' spent a lot of time learning on sleepovers, and even used the help of their friends and women in their families. You didn't have such experiences. You were probably familiar with all the Cthulhu Mythos, but it didn't help to look good in that body. Fuck! You turned it again. You tried to repeat the movements. With a loud sigh, you washed your face after the moment. Fuck. But you didn't give up. <<if $player.FeminineHabits gt 3>>And you even managed to do some makeup that looked acceptable. Your hands stopped shivering. Ufff. Ok. You could manage.<<else>>But you just couldn't do it properly. Time was passing, and still your makeup looked like you let some kindergarten girl paint on your face. You washed your face with frustration.<</if>> Ok, now clothes... [[You wore something casual. |Wear casual]] [[You wore something sexy. |Wear sexy]] [[You wore something classy. |Wear classy]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You didn't think too much about your clothes. It was only ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', not some sort of rock star. He was hanging out with you for a weekend, not giving you a job. Why did your clothes make a difference? It was a voice of reason, but you had to admit that you were giving it some thought. You felt the urge, the urge, to carry something better. Your appearance meant a lot. Eh. ''Auntie'' sure clouded your head. You saw your reflection in the mirror, and then you laughed. Did you really care what ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' would think of you? He would probably be wearing those worn rags he called clothes. And he saw you in a million unexpected situations. Your fellowship with him based on common experiences. You and he didn't look good in most of 'em. Still, your heart jumped when you heard the buzzing intercom. The weekend had a lot of promise. When ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' knocked softly after a couple of minutes, you ran to the door. Then you gasped. He... [[...looked differently. |Justin arrives]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><<if visited("You ask Martha for help with clothes and makeup")>>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' smiled slyly. "Obviously," she said almost mischievously. "Let's make a goddess of you." "There are different kinds of goddesses," you said blushing a little. "Goddess of war, goddess of death..." "You're such a nerd!" She looked at you carefully, and she used the sponge to make the foundation of your makeup. "You should show your best traits, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," she said. "And you have really pretty eyes." "You changed nothing about them." "Sure. Why destroying the perfectness. Many girls could drown in your eyes. Now it's time for ''<<print $they.justinName>>''." He took care about your eyelashes and eyebrows. She used the henna to darken your eyebrows a little. The mascara was a little too heavy for you, but you had to say, it was unbelievable how better you looked. "Wow." She smirked. "Not bad, I suppose. Let's take care about your lips. I didn't change them much, and maybe it was a mistake. They are a little pale. But I was afraid you would look like some insect bit you. So, you have to use the lipstick." The taste of the lipstick was a little weird. But when you saw your reflection in the mirror, your eyes got wide. "Wow," you repeated. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' giggled. "It's what he should say when he'll see you," she replied. "Now, about your clothes. You have the nice figure, and you have nice breasts to show off. So, I think you need nice dress. I think I made one for you..." She went to your wardrobe and took a dress. It was a maroon maxi dress that you were sure you hadn't seen before. It wasn't really a formal dress, but she was very promising. "Ok, I think you're ready for breaking hearts," she said with a wry smile. "I hope you would call me later." "Maybe," you said slyly. She giggled. "Good luck!" Then she left.<><<set $goodlook=2>><><<else>>Yeah, you needed to look sexy. But what that meant, really? You didn't want to look like a slut - ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was conservative guy, after all. So, probably a dress... <<if $player.FeminineHabits gt 2>>You had to say that you were doing quite well. The makeup was difficult. You washed your face several times and you started once again several times until you were satisfied about the results. Your lips were pale, but you weren't sure about the color of the lipstick. You were worried that you would look like a clown. But generally you did well. You smiled to yourself.<><<set $goodlook=1>><><<else>>That was disastrous. You didn't know how to dress and how to apply the makeup. You tried several times, but your hands were shivering and you got frustrated and irritated. You sighed. Ok, you were hopeless. You wore the best clothes you could. At least, you wore the sexiest underwear you found. Even if he didn't see it, you'd feel more comfortable.<</if>><</if>> You saw your reflection in the mirror, and then you laughed. Were you seriously worried about what ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' would think of you? He would probably be wearing those worn rags he called clothes. And he saw you in a million unexpected situations. Your fellowship with him based on common experiences. You and he didn't look good in most of 'em. Still, your heart jumped when you heard the buzzing intercom. The weekend had a lot of promise. When ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' knocked softly after a couple of minutes, you ran to the door. Then you gasped. He... [[... looked differently. |Justin arrives]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><><<set $count=$count+1>><><<if visited("You ask Martha for help with clothes and makeup")>>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' smiled. "Sure, let's make you classy." She took the brown-beige shift dress from your wardrobe and looked at you carefully. She used the sponge and concealer to make the foundation, then she focused on your eyes. She used the eyebrow pencil and eyeliner to make really delicate, but still visible makeup. She used the lip liner and very little of lipstick. "Ok, if you want a job from him, you should get it," she said with a mischievous smile. "Damn, you always had such a pretty eyes." "You didn't change them." "Sure. I would ruin them. Besides, I think it's important... You knew, even if you changed drastically, you look into your own eyes and you know it's still you..." You thank them. She was smiling wryly when she was leaving.<><<set $goodlook=1>><><<else>>Yeah, you needed to look classy. But what that meant, really? You didn't want to look like a slut - ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was conservative guy, after all. So, probably a dress... <<if $player.FeminineHabits gt 2>>You had to say that you were doing quite well. The makeup was difficult. You washed your face several times and you started once again several times until you were satisfied about the results. Your lips were pale, but you weren't sure about the color of the lipstick. You were worried that you would look like a clown. But generally you did well. You smiled to yourself.<><<set $goodlook=1>><><<else>>That was disastrous. You didn't know how to dress and how to apply the makeup. You tried several times, but your hands were shivering and you got frustrated and irritated. You sighed. Ok, you were hopeless. You wore the best clothes you could.<</if>><</if>> You saw your reflection in the mirror, and then you laughed. Were you seriously worried about what ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' would think of you? He would probably be wearing those worn rags he called clothes. And he saw you in a million unexpected situations. Your fellowship with him based on common experiences. You and he didn't look good in most of 'em. Still, your heart jumped when you heard the buzzing intercom. The weekend had a lot of promise. When ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' knocked softly after a couple of minutes, you ran to the door. Then you gasped. He... [[...looked differently. |Justin arrives]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You agreed to help ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. You wondered when you and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' would need a professional help as well. You weren't raised in a healthy environment... You walked down familiar streets. You avoided those places after <<if visited("You broke up with her")>>you broke up with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''<<else>>''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' broke up with you<</if>>. It was kind of uncomfortable when you were here with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. Everything reminded you how naive you were. And how much you loved her. She was and would be your first love. You were surprised to see how these memories still hurt. You sighed before you switched to the intercom. You didn't know what to expect. But it turned out that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was in good condition. "Hi, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," she said and let you in. She looked healthier. Of course, she was still about 40% underweight, but still, it was an improvement. <<if $player.feminineHabits gt 2>>"Damn, you are getting better and better in this all girl stuff," she said mockingly. "You won't be a nerd soon."<<else>>"Damn, someone really should help you with your look, you know. I know you are still new in this whole girl stuff, but..."<</if>> You rolled your eyes. "Yeah, I'm happy to see you too," you answered. She giggled. "Yeah, where are my manners? What's up, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''? How are you doing?"[[You shrugged. |Just great]] <<if visited("Your school")>>[[You told her about your grades. |School sucks]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You shrugged. "Fine, I suppose," you said. "I mean, it could be far worse, I suppose." ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' looked at you with a smirk. "Yeah, just ordinary business, for sure," she said. "Perfect life of perfect girl." You rolled your eyes. "Yeah, sure, I'm such a princess." She giggled. "Ask ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' about it. I bet he's constantly thinking about you. I don't get it, why ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' let him go with you for a whole weekend. He's basically drooling at your sight." <<if visited("Justin and Claudia broke up")>>"They broke up." She pouted her lips, quite surprised. Then she snorted. "Obviously."<<else>>You shrugged. "She trusts him." "Or he lied to her that he was going to sleep at his house. And he certainly said that you were too busy..." "Excuse me?" "You are too smart to explain such things." You rolled your eyes.<</if>> "So, what do you think about him? I bet you noticed some... assets you could miss before."[[Yeah, sure, he was cute. |You admit you are attracted]] [[He was just a friend. |He's just a friend, always was, always will]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You shrugged. "I've failed a few things at school," you said. "Possibly more than a few." "Oh, you had your hands full?" You just looked at her. "What? You may have been distracted, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''?" ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' laughed at you. "You know, it happens now and then. The rewards of growing up." She paused for a moment. She was smiling in a way that you didn't like at all. Then she went more serious. "So, you fucked up a school. But you come here, to babysit me. You are so devoted friend, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''." "Spare me that sarcasm," you snapped back through clenched teeth. "No, I mean it. Really. So, since you're here, we can study together. It will be a revision to me, and you might not waste your time." You looked at her surprised. "Well... Uhm... Thanks." And you did it pretty fast. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was helpful and didn't comment on anything in a nasty way. It was almost like in the good times... But she still looked like a living skeleton and you were more than conscious of the fragility of her mental health. "Well done, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," she praised. "I bet you wouldn't have much time for that, because you'd be terribly busy with ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. I don't get it, why ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' let him go." <<if visited("Justin and Claudia broke up")>>"They broke up." She pouted her lips, quite surprised. Then she snorted. "Obviously."<<else>>You shrugged. "She trusts him." "Or he lied to her that he was going to sleep at his house. And he certainly said that you were too busy..." "Excuse me?" "You are too smart to explain such things." You rolled your eyes.<</if>> "So, what do you think about him? I bet you noticed some... assets you could miss before."[[Yeah, sure, he was cute. |You admit you are attracted]] [[He was just a friend. |He's just a friend, always was, always will]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You sighed and reddened, but you did not avert your eyes. "Yes, I see him differently," you admit. "He's cute." ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' giggled. "He has better legs than you, but you had a better butt," she said. "But yeah, he's cute. Soooo..." she said with an ironic smile, "What are your plans for him? Will you win him over today? You just stared at her. You had the answer in mind. "Well," you start. "In the first place... It's not your fucking business..." She chuckled. "And, secondly, it's probably just the way ''Auntie'' screws with me, so I don't think I want to make her stronger." "Oh, ''<<print $you.maleName>>'', come on! Is ''Auntie'' giving you a hard time? Look at me! If ''Auntie'' wanted me to fuck a pretty boy, I'd be more than happy to do it. Really. And I think that you overestimate ''Auntie''. She's got a way of influencing you, of course. But there's no way she can influence Justin. And I bet he'll be more than pleased to fuck you." You rolled your eyes. "Seriously, I would like everyone around me to stop and talk so openly about my sex life. Do I look like Princess Diana for you?" "Oh, you are our little star, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. No, you don't look like Diana. But you look like somebody ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' trying to fuck. He got ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'', and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''..."[[...looks just like you. |Claudia's just like you]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<if $approaches.contains(6)>><<set $lie=1>><<else>><<set $lie=0>><</if>><>"''<<print $they.justinName>>'' is a great friend," you said and shrugged. "Always was, always will." "Yeah, sure, just a friend," she said and giggled. "Every friend sings the love ballads to you." You blushed a little. She giggled again. "He's a cute boy and he really //likes// you," she said. "And you will spend the whole weekend together. And he invites you to the really fancy restaurant. I know because he asked me about it. You won't be disappointed, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. Finally someone would treat you like a real princess." You rolled your eyes. "There's nothing between me and ''<<print $they.justinName>>''." "Not yet, but he's going to change it. You are definitely his type, have you noticed that?" "I don't..." "Oh, come on. You met ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''. He picked her for a reason. When you were a boy, he couldn't fuck you. So he fucked ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''...[[... who's just like you! |Claudia's just like you]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>"Wait... What?" ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' smiled mischievously. "Don't you notice, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''? ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' could be your sister. Oh, of course, better dressed and certainly more determined, but still. Isn't it interesting?" "Freud would be probably proud of your observations," you snapped back. "Yeah, probably he would be. Are you jealous of ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' penis, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''?" she asked seriously. You pictured his organ very vividly for a moment. "What?" "Freud claimed that girls are jealous of boys' penises. That they pictured themselves as castrated males." You had no answer for that. "So, you are trying to say that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' picked ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'', because it was the closest female thing to me." It sounded even funnier when you repeated it in such a serious tone. She nodded. "Yeah, exactly. She's a fine representation of your world. And he wants to join this world not as a beggar. He wants to conquer it. And fucking seems to be a really fine way of conquering." You imagined ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' fucking ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' moaning your name and you felt incredibly hot at that moment.[[That was ridiculous. |Laugh at Dorothy]] <<quick $display>> [[You asked her to tell more. |Wait... What]] <<careful $display>>

<><<set $backto = "Laugh at Dorothy">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You laughed. "Yeah, sure, I forgot to take my rosary," you said. "Come on, ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. I wouldn't be even baptized if my parents didn't do it when I had nothing to say." "You're not a fanatic, but it didn't mean that you aren't similar," she said. "Yeah, we're basically the twins," you snapped back. "I'd take my vows of the complete abstinence for the sake of ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' father." "Yeah, underline the differences," she said with the smirk. "Laugh before you actually know the arguments. Damn, they can take your dick, but you'll still be such a dickhead, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''." "Yeah, it's better to do what you are always doing: throw away everything what doesn't fit with the made-up theory." She smirked. "Wow, ''<<print $you.maleName>>'', you are so naive. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' will totally wrap you around his finger. You were blind even if you weren't attracted to him. Damn, you'll be the perfect victim for him." "''<<print $they.justinName>>'' Is my friend. My best friend. If anyone's victim, it's him." "Sure he is! He's such a good victim. He knows..."[[...how to be a victim. |Justin knows how to be a victim]]

<><<set $backto = "Wait... What">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was a smart girl. Even in her current state she was probably more intelligent than most people you knew. "Sorry, but I can't see ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' as a person similar to me," you said. "Dark blond hair, pale skin and grey eyes match over the 40% females in this country." "The appearance is one thing," she said. "But I'm telling more about the personality. She's just like you." "What? I'm nothing but that bitch!" "You don't need to be bitchy, because you've already won. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' know their places. But basically you do the same thing - you are the key to the good life for them." "I'm not THAT rich. You're richer than me." "Money is one thing. I rather say about the support. You have the resources. They? One of them has the Pope in his parents' flat, the second one would live with his constantly drunken mother, if your father didn't pay for his school. You have the best card here, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''." "That's..." "And ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' got used for the relation with you, so he found a girl that works similarly. I don't think he's fully aware of his actions, but it looks obvious to me. You know, after all, he... [[...knows how to be a victim. |Justin knows how to be a victim]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>"''<<print $they.justinName>>'' knows how to be a victim, that's all," she said and smirked. "But he doesn't understand ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''. She isn't interested in him because he was a victim. She wants him because he's smart, shy boy and she can make him shine. She doesn't give a shit about his past." Her confidence which was in fact an arrogance as always irritated you, but you were also surprised. She never spoke about ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' this way. "''<<print $they.justinName>>'' //is// the victim," you said coldly. "Didn't you see his scars?" She chuckled. "Sure I did," she mocked. "He made sure that everyone around him would tell that moving story about poor genius beaten by his own father and that he still sacrifices himself for his constantly drunken mother. This is exactly what I am talking about. He knows how to be a victim. He's pretty good at it." You shook your head. That was just offending. "And that's why it's good that you are a girl, not him," she said with a wry smile. "Only a boy can suffer at the stage like ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' does. Because it's a heroic tale. Nobody harassed him sexually. Being a beaten boy is awful, but people like to hear that story. They want to be a part of this story, just like your parents. They could be proud of themselves for how noble they are. They can give such a story a happy end. If he was a girl, he probably would be sexually harassed since the time he learned how to flush the toilet. Nobody would help him. And he would be broken right now, like all these poor girls. There would be no bruises your father would find, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. But as I say," she added and her smile went even wider, "he's a hero. He's a survivor. He went through Hell and now he deserved to take his prize. He will even fuck a princess in the great finale. Lucky him and lucky you! It's so obvious that he chose ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''. It was the female version of you he could fuck. As a boy, you were always better than him. He was your league because of your pity and compassion. He needed to be grateful because he had no alternative. But as a girl? Please. You can't be his rival if he makes you his bitch." You listened to her shocked. "I know how it feels. You stopped to respect me when I let you fuck me."[[Ok, enough of this crap.|You get angry]] <<forceful $display>> [[No, it couldn't be... could it?|Maybe she got some points]] <<clever $display>>

<><<set $backto = "You get angry">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>"Ok, enough of this bullshit," you said. "Your meds are messing with your head, clearly. Or it's because you don't take them. Anyway, it just make you worse than to used to be. It's the whole you, ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. You make up some crazy theory and you are trying to make everybody around you to believe in it. You just can't accept that there are some people who aren't so cynical as you. You fucked up everything. You can justify your shitty father, but you throw shit to ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', who helped you so many times. You know what? I'm glad that I don't live in your world. It's a horrible place!" ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' actually smiled, however, it was a cold smile. "It's sweet how you are defending him," she said. "It's just incredible how infatuated you can be for so long. And you even didn't want to fuck him!" "Stop with that! I've never said a word about feeling anything to ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. I'm a girl now, sure. But it doesn't mean I have to be some slut. You can be friend with someone you don't want to fuck. Why am I even talking about it with you?!" ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' smiled even wider. "I said nothing about being a slut, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. But with such a faith you had in ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', you'll make him...[[...shine. |You can make Justin shine]]

<><<set $backto = "Maybe she got some points">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>Well, sex definitely didn't help your relationship. You wouldn't say that you "scored" ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' and you weren't interested anymore. But you had to admit that you believed that you got closer because of it and it would help you to survive as a couple. You were wrong. But maybe she could read your actions that way. She looked at you carefully. "Wow, you are not denying, and you aren't making those childish faces of hurt puppy," she said. Then she shrugged. "Whatever. That's past." "But in this past I loved you," you said. She smirked of course, so you clenched your teeth. "Yeah, you can laugh and sneer, but I loved you. You were my first love, and I loved you the best I could. And even you keep hurting me, I really didn't wish you... that." She pouted her lips, obviously preparing to snap back, but she changed her... [[... mind. |You're a better person as a girl]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You never meant to blush, but you failed. <<if visited("Happier as a girl")>>"Did ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' tell you?" you managed to say. She smiled widely. "Of course not," she said. "But... Hold on one second! Did you confess to her? Have you shared your little, girly secret?" But you didn't answer.<<else>>You never said a word to anyone. You didn't say a word about your thoughts about a Parity. Not a word about your... fascination.<</if>> "You just tried too hard, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''", she said. "The way you cut the conversations about transformed girls... The way you peeked at them... Or your gaze at mannequins in malls. Maybe it's good that you don't have a sister. You don't know how delicate clothes could be..." "I've never cross-dressed!" you exclaimed. She giggled. "Of course not," she said. "You didn't have balls to do it. But I bet you didn't think of me when you were jerking off, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. You see, I find it a little unjust that the cowards like you have their wishes fulfilled. But you were always lucky. You have pretty face, bouncy tits and a tight pussy to match. You can wear whatever you want. And you can have ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. I don't get it why do you struggle so much. I bet he won't resist you. He won't even try." "Just... Just leave me alone, ok?" you said and even in your own ears it sounded pathetic. <<if visited("More sex with Olivier")>>"Oh, don't be such a prude. You didn't hestitate to fuck ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. You're a girl. Most girls unfortunately want a cock between their..." [[...legs.|Having sex with Olivia is her payback on you]]<<else>>You had enough adventures here, so you quickly left. When you were leaving her flat, you felt dizzy. Then, after a few minutes. You realized something. [[The scar on her hand]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>"We just have sex, ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''," you said and shrugged. "I don't think you could have anything on this." "Oh, of course not," she replied. "It's great that ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' can screw you. It's a good thing you're ready and wet for her. You gave her worse treatment than she deserved. No you are begging for fuck. Karma is a bitch, anyway..." "She's always been my best friend, ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''," you said coldly. "I know you're unfamiliar with friendship..." "Oh, spare it," she chuckled. "It was no friendship, you were not equal. She needed you more than you did. She knew there was a frontier she couldn't cross. She needed your father more than you, but if she wasn't your friend, she couldn't have that adult in her life that supported her. Really, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''? Were you not aware that you had an advantage?" "Not at all." It's ridiculous." She glanced at you silently, even biting her lips. "Damn, so you were cruel without a plan. That's... disappointing." You snorted. "But either way, you are more equal now," she said. "''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'s'' skills are quite good, your father will be proud of her even if you split up. But I don't think that will happen, even if you become ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' sweet, submissive girlfriend." You shook your head. She was crazy.[[The scar on her hand]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>Dorothy looked at you carefully. "That's funny," she said, "but I'm starting to feel that ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' was right. You've changed." "Oh, have you noticed?" you snapped back. You swept you hair. "You know, I've got a new cut... Here and there..." "Yeah, but I've never thought that castrating can actually help with the character," she answered. "''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' told me that you are a better person as a girl. And maybe you really are. You come back down to Earth. Maybe you can even be less self-centered jerk." Then she smiled. "''<<print $they.justinName>>'' will be lucky to have..."[[...you as his girl.|You can make Justin shine]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You snorted. "Why do you even care?" you said. "You are acussing ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' to be some kind of impostor, and me for being almost a rapist." She sighed. "Two errors in one short sentence. I don't judge ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. He does what he thinks he has to survive. He's my friend too, you know. What I am saying, it's that behind his real experience is a lot of show, that's all. And you didn't rape me, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. I wanted you to fuck me and it was a mistake. That's it. It's better to be your friend than your girlfriend. But maybe," she said and smiled again, "it would be the best to be your boyfriend. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' needs a woman who would support him and challenge him a little. He needs the audience. You like to be that part of his heroic tale. Your and your parents' acceptance is very important to him. So yeah, I repeat: you can make him shine. He doesn't need the whole spotlight. As he'll use his full potential, he'll gladly point at you and said - "this is a woman that made me the man I am. I would be totally lost without her."" You could imagine that and felt a tingle. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' giggled. "And this is ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. He finds a story - a mostly true story, I admit - then changes it into the heart-warming tale. Everybody will be like: oh, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', you are so humble. Oh, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', this girl is so lucky. Oh, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', where is a similar lost boy for me? But as you know his method, you can use it. Because, you know, he really would roll 500 miles, and he would roll 500 more, just to be the man who roles a thousand miles, to fall down at your door... And I think you need such a man in your life. You are - or, at least- you used to be my friend, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. And I wish you the best, and the best you can have in your current situation is ''<<print $they.justinName>>''." <<if visited("Actually, maybe it's not a bad idea at all?")>>Then she chuckled. "Anyway, being a girl it's what you wanted... [[...isn't it?|You were looking for this change for a long time]]<<elseif visited("More sex with Olivier")>>Then she chuckled. "Because I don't think that fucking ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' would lead you... [[...anywhere.|Having sex with Olivia is her payback on you]]<<else>>When you were leaving her flat, you felt dizzy. Then, after a few minutes. You realized something. [[The scar on her hand]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>When you finally left ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'s'' flat, you felt sober. She was talking a lot, and most of those things were unsettling. Most were about ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', and as you were imagining being his girlfriend, you could only smile dreamily for a moment. But then you realized something. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' had a bandage on her left hand. You stopped rapidly. Wait a minute. Did she make some kind of the deal with ''Auntie''? She could be desperate enough, but... Your blood ran cold. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' with an occult power meant the great danger. And as she blamed you for many things, you were in great danger. She wouldn't make you a bimbo, but you were more than sure that she had a lot of ideas for the revenge. But maybe you were overreacting... [[Yeah, she was cutting herself earlier... |Coincidence]] [[She had enough knowledge to make a deal. |There are no coincidences]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You were just being too paranoid. Dorothy was a mess. You were lucky she was in the mood you found out today, but it was still unsettling. She was auto-aggressive. She cut herself first time at fifteen. She shouldn't be carrying a knife. You didn't have much time to refresh yourself before Justin showed up. You realized you were getting really excited. You saw your reflection in the mirror, and then you laughed. Were you seriously worried about what Justin would think of you? He would probably be wearing those worn rags he called clothes. And he saw you in a million unexpected situations. Your fellowship with him based on common experiences. You and he didn't look good in most of 'em. Still, your heart jumped when you heard the buzzing intercom. The weekend had a lot of promise. When Justin knocked softly after a couple of minutes, you ran to the door. Then you gasped. He... [[... looked differently. |Justin arrives]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>There were no coincidences. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was up to something. She of course cut herself earlier, but the left hand after she was influenced by ''Auntie'' was too suspicious. You were quite surprised that you didn't ask for it. But even now you had problems with focusing on this matter. And when you finally left her flat, you almost forgot about it. You had different things in your mind. You didn't have much time to refresh yourself before Justin showed up. You realized you were getting really excited. You saw your reflection in the mirror, and then you laughed. Were you seriously worried about what Justin would think of you? He would probably be wearing those worn rags he called clothes. And he saw you in a million unexpected situations. Your fellowship with him based on common experiences. You and he didn't look good in most of 'em. Still, your heart jumped when you heard the buzzing intercom. The weekend had a lot of promise. When Justin knocked softly after a couple of minutes, you ran to the door. Then you gasped. He... [[... looked differently. |Justin arrives]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You let ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' in, still shocked by what he looked like. It was a little weird for you when he wasn't wearing glasses. Seeing it in new and adjusted clothes was a new experience. "Hello," he said with the usual seriousness. You saw the twinks in his eyes. ""Sorry for being late. My mother needed more help than I thought." He kissed you gently on his cheek. You smelled the perfume he was using. You had no idea how handsome he could be. Actually, you had the problem of looking away from him. You felt a little lightheaded, as in those moments, when 'Auntie' confused your head... You blinked. Maybe she was messing with you right now. You watched ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', when he took off his backpack, the only old piece of his equipment. You felt attracted to him, but it was definitely more subtle than anything ''Auntie'' was tormenting you. Damn. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked up to you. <<if $goodlook gt 0>>He noticed the way you were dressed.<</if>> "I must say that you look very beautiful, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he said. "Oh, thank you. I broke into a shopping center recently. It's a common hobby these days." But you were pleased that he noticed it. [[You did as usual. |Act normally]] [[You tried to charm him. |Try to charm him]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><><<set $count=$count+1>><>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked at his watch. He probably was the only person in your age that still wore it. "He has quite a tight schedule," he said. He quickly put the backpack on the floor. You realized how excited he was. "Can we go now?" You shrugged. "Sure." As you went, you tried some small-talk. But even if you used the same phrases and you were asking about the same things you were discussing before you were changed into a girl, something was different. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' treated you differently. He always was polite, sure, but now he was gentle in the way he wasn't before. He was natural in it, but it was strange to you. You wanted to hang out as always, but it seemed to be impossible. However it wasn't a big change, you felt the loss. ''Auntie'' took away your relation with ''<<print $they.justinName>>''.[[The surprise for you.|The walk on the church tower]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked at his watch. He probably was the only person in your age that still wore it. "He has quite a tight schedule," he said. He quickly put the backpack on the floor. You realized how excited he was. "Can we go now?" You smiled at him. "Oh, I don't know," you said slyly. "Maybe I should powder my nose..." "You look enough spectacular, believe me," he said with the seriousness that masked most of his jokes. "Ufff, what a relief. Sooo, I have to trust you about the today, haven't I?" He shrugged. "I thought you trusted me." "Sure, but you didn't arrange the whole evening. I don't know what to think." He smiled. "You'll like it." "Do you try to convince me or yourself?" He thought for a moment and said: [[Both. |The walk on the church tower]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' had this mysterious smile on his face that always showed that he was preparing some surprise. It was always funny to see, as he had almost a perfect poker face for most situations. But he just couldn't hide his own happiness. "I have to warn you," he said, and he became serious again. "We are going to the church." You frowned. "That's... really exciting, I have to admit," you said. He chuckled. He left you in the church backyard and went to the vicarage. He came back with the keys. "Come on!" he exclaimed, now openly excited. You went to the church, which was totally empty. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' opened the door to the sacristy. You never were there, but it turned out that it was just a small room with a table and two wardrobes. He opened the next door. "Ok, enough of it. Where are we going?" "The parson finally threw out old furniture from the stairs. We are going to tower!" "Oh." And you smiled. You always liked to explore the new places. The church's tower was one of the highest buildings in your neighborhood. You heard that the priests used it as the equivalent of the basement, so nobody was actually climbing there. You and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' were among the few people who would be there. You smiled even wider. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' knew you well. You quickly climbed on the stairs. There was a small room on the top of the tower. It was full of the bells. You both went to the barrier to see a sight. "Oh, wow," you said and you meant it. The sight was spectacular. You always loved the high buildings and the mountains. You could spend hours on admiring the good panorama. And it was the place you weren't before, and there were only a few people who were here. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked at you with a smile on his face. He enjoyed your joy. He came closer. You saw the mild affection in his eyes. "I knew you'd like it," he said. "When the person told me about the cleaning the stairs, you were the first person I thought about. To be here... with you." There was a little tension in his voice. And he came even closer.[[You kissed him on the cheek. |You kissed him]] [[You felt uncomfortable. |The deathly hush]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>It was an innocent, friendly kiss on the cheek, and the warm squeeze of the hand. Nothing special. Nothing meaningful... Nothing meaningful? ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' smiled a little, but he said nothing. He just looked at you with joy in his sparkling eyes. You turned around and admired the view for a moment. You had to calm down. You had to understand why... Why it all was so natural for you... "Ummm," ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' cleared his throat. "We have a reservation in 20 minutes, so we probably should go." "Yeah, right," you said quickly and smiled.[[The dinner]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' didn't go further, but still you felt anxious. Exploring was the passion you shared with ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', but it felt now totally different. The Parity infected an important part of your life. It forced ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' to look at you instead of the new place you discovered. So you remained silent for a moment. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was quiet too. You saw no emotions on his face, just the cold sparkles in the eyes, which meant that he suppressed the emotions he was feeling right now. Definitely, he wanted the different end. "Ummm," ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' cleared his throat. "We have a reservation in 20 minutes, so we probably should go." You nodded. You both were quiet for a while.[[The dinner]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You went to the restaurant. <<if visited("Go with Martha")>>You had to go the renovated vodka factory. You were there with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' in the day you changed into a girl.<<else>>It was located in the renovated complex of a vodka factory. Like most of the buildings in the neighborhood, it was built in the nineteenth century. It was closed in the early 1990s and abandoned to deteriorate for 20 years. Now, renovated, it was a space for lofts and offices.<</if>> You were quite far from the main street, when you heard the loudspeaker. "We are collecting the signs against the abortion! Stop the killing of children! Sign for life!" The communicate was put in the loop, so you were hearing it constantly. You felt the increasing irritation. Pro-life activists were quite influential in your country, where the abortion law was the most strict in the European Union. And many of their actions were against the law, but they remained unpunished. When you came closer, you noticed the tent and two older women that were collecting the signatures. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' Stopped for a moment. He looked at the posters. "Don't you want to sign?" you asked coldly. He blinked several times, evidently surprised. Then she shrugged. "No, of course not," he said quietly. "Sadly, it won't work." "Sadly?" "Of course, because many of those children would live, if somebody actually helped their mothers. But no, we'd blame excluded and create the law for the poor which wouldn't affect people with money to go abroad. It's horrible." "Doesn't your Church teach that the abortion is a sin?" "Yeah, just like sexually abusing the children. But I don't see them collecting the signatures in the name of God." He seemed to be lost in his thoughts for a moment. You went the main street, and finally you got to the restaurant. Your eyes got wide. It was really fancy and expensive restaurant. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' smiled at you. He gave his name to the waiter. When you finally sat, you still were shocked. You were even more surprised when you saw the menu. "Please, don't look at the prices," he said. "I got the weekend work. Such place suits you, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. And don't tell me that you don't deserve. It's quite a year for me. I want to celebrate." You thought about his answer about the abortion. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' changed. One year ago, he would be sad he was too young to sign the petition. You stopped to discuss with him because it always ended with the quarrel. Did the Parity change him? Was it this alternative reality, where he was less strict? On the other hand, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' told you a couple months ago that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' made a big progress. You could of course talk with him about your relationship with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. Being a friend with a lesbian couple was something that was unbelievable for ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', but it actually happened here. You ordered a meal, but you looked at the prices.[[You asked about your relationship. |Talk about your relationship with Dorothy]] <<flashy $display>> [[You wouldn't risk the ruining of the evening. |Talk about his mother]] <<clever $display>>

<><<set $backto = "Talk about your relationship with Dorothy">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You cleared your throat. "You know," you started. "The last time I was in a place like this, I was on the date with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''." "Uh-uh," he answered, a little nervously. "Yeah, I asked her about the place she would recommend. I wanted something you would like..." "Isn't that strange for you?" "Why? You aren't together, but she knows stuff. And she was... uhm... closer to you some time ago..." "Is that not contrary to your beliefs?" you asked him in a mocking way. "Don't you think I'd go to Hell because of my sins?" You were provocative, but he was ready. He clearly expected something like that. Or maybe he was thinking about it all the time. "We are all sinners," he just said. "You're neither better nor worse than me." "Nah, you can do better. And you can get absolution for your sins. Lesbians can't go there." He shrugged. "Divorced couples too, so, at worst, they're like divorced people. I'm not sure what you expect from me, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. Do I have to go to people whose parents divorced earlier, before they were born, and said that they are the fruit of the sin? It's similar to homosexuals. Nobody chooses it." "I have no expectations. But perhaps your Church does." He smiled. "I doubt it. I mean... Eh..." he sighed. "I don't look for a way of salvation for everybody. I hope I found my path. I'm not telling God, how He should save the people. I want no one to go to Hell. I believe that He finds a way to everyone's heart. I wish you all the best, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. If your path to happiness leads to a relationship with another woman, I hope there is still space for our friendship in your life." And you saw that he really meant that, though, it wasn't easy for him. But you didn't know if the problem was that you - for him, at least - used to be in a homosexual relationship, or that you weren't in the relationship with him. But he tried hard to be a part of your life, and you could appreciate it. [[Then he looked at his phone and sighed.|Talk about his mother]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>The meal came and you had to admit, it was delicious. The restaurant was really good. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' observed the waiters for a while. They were older than ordinary, college-aged staff you usually met in the restaurants. "It's always hard to believe that there are people who actually choose such a job for a lifetime career," he said. "I've worked several months as a waiter and I'm glad I don't have to do it anymore." You looked at him, surprised. "You? As a waiter?" you repeated. "You didn't say a word!" He shrugged. "Job is a job, nothing special. Now I work in the cafeteria, which is also a shop with tea and coffee." "But you hate coffee." "Yeah, that's challenging sometimes. But I read some books about coffee, so I can pretend that I know how it taste. And I know a lot of sophisticated vocabulary." You shared your experience with work in the bookshop. The trade is similar everywhere. You were a little surprised that you and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' didn't talk about it before your transformation. But, as you realized, you generally spoke about your common interests. Of course, you knew about the struggles he had with his mother, or you heard some stories about his school, but this dinner closed you to him. You went to the restroom when he was paying for the meal. You were happy. As you looked at your reflection in the mirror, you saw just a teenage girl excited about her date. Because, without any doubts, it was a serious date. When you came back, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' smiled at you. "Thank you for the dinner," he said. You chuckled. "Yeah, no problem," you snapped back. When you both were leaving... [[... you held his hand. |Hold his hand]] [[... you tried to not be too excited. |Don't get to excited]]

<><<if not visited("Talk about your relationship with Dorothy")>><<set $backto = "Talk about his mother">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><</if>><<set $count =$count+1>><>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked at his phone with the hesitation, then he switched it off. "Sorry," he mumbled. "I forgot to mute it." You thought about what your parents said about his mother and you felt a little worried. About him, not about her. "Something happened?" you asked. "No, nothing," he said a little sternly. Then he smiled. "Let's talk about something else." "Well, if you want to talk..." "Not really. At least, not about my mother." But you noticed that he was worried, so you knew that the situation was serious. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' handled really difficult situations with the calmness that always surprised you. So if he was worried... "My mother was against our meeting, you know," he added. "So she's making something up to manipulate me. I don't let her ruin this evening." "Sure." You thought about the excitement of your father that you would go to the restaurant with ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. You had maybe even too much support. So you started a conversation. You spoke rather normally - once again you were discussing the concert and a band. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' reminded some RPG sessions you had in the middle school. He complained about the tv show that adapted Terry Prachett's "The watch". It was such a normal conversation that you almost forgot that you were a girl invited to the fancy restaurant. But when the waiter lit the candles, and then gave you your meal... [[... the atmosphere changed. |Talk about the common interests]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked at you surprised. He became a bit nervous, but he didn't take his hand away. You even held him stronger and smiled at him. He smiled back. There was something magical in that moment when you were going to your home. You straightened up and moved around with this absurd seriousness of teenagers when they did adult stuff. And holding hands was a big deal. You barely spoke. The unanswered question was deeply in your minds. But you were smiling a lot. You felt a tingle in your stomach. Your senses sharpened. The blooming flowers smelled. The insects buzzed loudly. The letters gave much light. Your footsteps and his sounded at the same rate. You felt the joy and the calmness. When you went to your home, you proudly took the bottle of wine. "You see?" you asked. "Portuguese wine. My father wanted to buy us Spanish wine, but I stopped him." "Good job," ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' said with a smile. "That would be unforgiveable." "We also have appetizers. We have to try to remember what we are eating. My father wants a review." "Oh, so eating and drinking can be a work..." "In my family? Always." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked at the bottle with hesitation. "What?" He shrugged. "My vows will end at midnight." You frowned. "Seriously? It's about... 15 minutes." He nodded and smiled. "Seriously?" you repeated. "But you can start without me, I'll join you." "Hmm..."[[You didn't wait for him. |Open the wine]] [[You waited for him. |Wait for him]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You really wanted to get closer, but you thought that you were getting to excited. And however it cost you much, you got some parsonal space. When you went to your home, you proudly took the bottle of wine. "You see?" you asked. "Portuguese wine. My father wanted to buy us Spanish wine, but I stopped him." "Good job," ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' said with a smile. "That would be unforgiveable." "We also have appetizers. We have to try to remember what we are eating. My father wants a review." "Oh, so eating and drinking can be a work..." "In my family? Always." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked at the bottle with hesitation. "What?" He shrugged. "My vows will end at midnight." You frowned. "Seriously? It's about... 15 minutes." He nodded and smiled. "Seriously?" you repeated. "But you can start without me, I'll join you." "Hmm..."[[You didn't wait for him. |Open the wine]] [[You waited for him. |Wait for him]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You shrugged. You didn't want to waste time. "Ok, if you want to get me drunk before you..." you said. He chuckled. "Yeah, this is what I intended," he answered. "Exactly." You chuckled and opened the wine. You quickly pour one glass and you took a sip. "Hmm, we probably should to cool it. And I didn't make it a chance to breath... Damn, beer is simpler." "But it doesn't create such atmosphere." "True. And we need a lot of it." You drank a half of the glass. You didn't drink wine as a girl, so you were curious how it would affect you. For now, you didn't feel different. Maybe you were becoming a little more excited, as you were with ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' alone in your flat. He looked a little anxious, as he was observing you drinking a wine. His doubts a little annoyed you. But he asked finally this practical question: [["Where do I sleep?"|His place to sleep]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You smiled. "Nice try," you giggled. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' gave you a puzzled look. "You want to make me drunk, so you can get the unwarranted advantage in the discussion. No, my lad. We'll be drunk together." "Oh, you outdid me," he said, using his usual poker face. "Damn. How exhausting is it to be so smart? "It's my burden to carry," you said, smiling. "But as it's red, dry wine, we should probably cool it down. My dad wouldn't forgive me if I didn't do it properly." Justin shrugged. He still looked at the bottle with hesitation. "Man, if you don't want to drink, that's fine," you said. "I won't pretend to understand your motivations, but I don't mean to force you." He sighed. "Yes, I know," he responded. "It's just... Well, I don't know that I understand my motivations as well." He smiled weakly. "Anyway..."[["... Where do I sleep?"|His place to sleep]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>Well, that was an important question. Sure, there was a coach in the living room, pretty cozy. You learned that from your own experience. When the "important guests" showed up, you must have slept there. That was the logical solution, but... You had your doubts, though. Your parents would come back in the morning and they would likely wake up ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. Then perhaps a mattress? It was really comfortable, and then ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was able to sleep in your room, which reminded you of the good old days... The sudden tingling in your stomach told you that not only were memories in question. You wanted him nearby. You had to admit it. You wanted to talk to him till you got too tired to talk. Perhaps more than just talking? You used to share a tent - not in that reality, but it was pleasant... The tent was no larger than your bed. Why go to all this trouble with a coach? Why bother about the mattress? You got a bed to share... "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''?" ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' asked. You blinked several times. You must have been lost in the thoughts... You cleared your throat. And you offered him...[[... a coach.|Coach]] [[...a mattress in your room.|Mattress]] <<if $beAgirl==true>>[[...your bed.|Your bed]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You shrugged. "You can get the coach. It's quite comfy." He nodded and smiled. "Sure." He got his backpack there. He looked quite relaxed as he got his own, personal space. Probably he wondered about his place to sleep since he had crossed the threshold of your flat. Then he helped you with bedding, that was really nice. You noticed that the tension between you two somehow faded. Some boundaries were established. You heard your clock alarm started to beep. Midnight.[[Time for a drink.|Midnight toast]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You shrugged. "I believe there is a precedent," you said. "Because that coach isn't comfortable, you'll have the mattress in my bedroom." "In your bedroom?" Justin rehearsed. "But..." You rolled your eyes. "But what? My parents will return tomorrow morning. As I know my father, he will drop the keys on his way through the hallway, so he will wake you up. You never snore, do you? "My teeth grind sometimes. This is truly frightening." You weren't sure if he was joking, but he smiled a little. He helped you take the mattress out of the closet. You brought his bedding. "I don't know if I should stay in your bedroom," he said. "Is this sin?" you laughed at him. He chuckled. "Not really." "Uff, it's such a relief." Then your alarm began to sound. Midnight.[Time to propose a toast! |Midnight toast]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked at you, surprised. "What? Don't you want to?" He smiled a little. "Sure I want to," he said. <<if not visited("Justin and Claudia broke up")>>"But I can't. But thanks for the offer. I will take the couch. I sometimes grind my teeth at night, you wouldn't sleep well." He took the bedding quickly and left the room. He came after the moment with a serious face. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''..." he started, then stopped. "I don't know what changed between us. I don't why you are looking at me differently now, but... But ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' is still my girlfriend. For not long, I suppose, but it has nothing to do with you. Sure, I remember, we used to sleep in one bed as kids, but... But we aren't kids anymore." "She already think we have sex," you said a little angrily. "Aren't you overreacting a little? I haven't spread my legs for you, ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. You flatter yourself. I offer you a bed, nothing more. He didn't believe you. But he noded. "And I was talking only about your offer, nothing more," he answered calmly, but his eyes and tone were saying: "OK, I will make a fool of you too". "You are probably right about ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''. But it doesn't change a thing. I'm glad that we both agree that I won't cheat at her." You saw that he wanted you badly, yet he rejected you. You thought that you should respect him, but you were getting angry. Then your clock alarm started to beep. Midnight. <<else>>"Thank you." He smiled at you. Damn, that smile. He helped you with the bedding. "Would you tell me what happened?" he asked. "What happened?" you repeated. "Something changed," he said shyly. Well, genius. "Between us." You chuckled. "You are the smart one, just figure it out," you said, but you felt your heart racing. Hopefully, you could always snap back. But he was right, of course. There was a question in the air and you both needed to answer it.<</if>> Then your clock alarm started to beep. Midnight.[[Time for a drink.|Midnight toast]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You took the wine from a fridge.<<if visited("Wait for him")>>You took the wine from a fridge. Then you did some thinking. "Hell, I'm a host, but you're a man, I don't know who has to pour the wine..." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' shrugged. "I cannot help you with the dilemma. I'm sure it would taste the same." You rolled your eyes. "Don't tell my dad." <<if $beAgirl == false>>Then you poured the wine to the glasses.<<else>>You looked at him expectantly. He smiled a bit. "How much should I pour?" "Just the bottom." He poured carefully.<</if>><<else>>You poured him a glass of wine. He took it with some hesitation, but then he smiled at you.<</if>> "How about some toast?" you slyly asked. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' thought for a moment. "For more nights like this," he suggested. You clicked the glasses. Damn, this wine was good. You stopped counting time. The wine was good, the appetizers were doing their work, and the candles were setting the mood. You felt warm, but this heat wasn't just from the wine. You spoke a lot. You laughed a lot. Then it came to silence. You and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' were looking into each other eyes. You felt your heart racing. Then ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' leaned over you... [[...and kissed you.|Midnight kiss]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' kissed you deeply. You were more than responding. Kissing him just felt right. <<if visited("You agree to help Dorothy")>>Maybe ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was right, after all. Of course, you needed ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', here and now. <<else>>There was something desperate in that kiss you shared. It was like rewarding missing years. <</if>> Then he stepped back, gently but decidedly. He looked confused. "I... I don't think we should..." he began. "Why?" you snapped back. "Don't you want me?" He blushed furiously. "I..." he started, then stopped. Then he stared into your eyes. "I want more than you. I want to be with you." As he spoke, he calmed down a bit. Probably something that's bugged him since reality changed. You suspected it must be a real horror for him. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was a fighter, after all. If he loved ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', he would tell her that. He would not be quiet for years, even if he did not get the positive response. He had to feel like a coward. "I love you, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he said softly. <<if visited("Justin and Claudia broke up")>>"I love you so much..." He came closer. He was still waiting for your reply, but you noticed that he had restored a certain balance. And you really saw love in those twinkling eyes. [[You went further. |Midnight making out]] [[You stopped it. |Midnight in friendzone]]<<else>> Then he winced. The change was so sudden that you had no time to respond to his confession. "I'm such a fool," he hissed. "I'm... I'm sorry, I... Fuck! What sort of person am I? There's no way I can cheat on her! It's not right! You both don't deserve it! I... I need to go! Sorry! I'm really sorry!" "What? Wait!" But he literally ran into the lobby and picked up his shoes. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I... I don't know what the hell was going on! I... I'm sorry! I'm so terribly sorry!" He had a little sense in those terrified eyes. [[He wore his shoes really quickly. |This strange morning]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><<anger $auntie>>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' shivered under your touch. You realized that he was holding his breath. Did he think you were going to vanish? He was so cute with this disbelieving expression on his face. But as your lips met his, he started to kiss you back so furiously that he hit your teeth with his. He chuckled as you touched his neck. He was so vulnerable. You knew he didn't like violating his personal space, yet he desperately wanted to get closer to you. He touched your hair, soft and delicately. Then he hugged you. <<if visited("Be seducive to Olivier") or visited("Your place with Olivier")>>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was clumsier than ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. He was a boy his whole life, but he clearly didn't have much experience with a girl. But he was trying.<<else>>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was clumsy and awkward, yet he was trying.<</if>> He didn't know how far he could go. His unsureness filled you with a blissful feeling of having control. He was kissing you, yet his hand avoided carefully your breasts. You had to show that you were serious. You pushed him on the wall and wrapped your arms around his neck. You pressed your knee to his crotch. You felt his manhood hard and pulsating. He looked at you with surprise, but he was a smart boy. He understood. And he gave you that wry smile he used so rarely. The road to your bed seemed to last an eternity, but it was the eternity full of kisses and caresses. When he finally touched your breasts, you both gasped. You played with his belt for a moment, then you lowered his pants with one smooth move. Damn, he wore those red boxers. They were already soaked with pre-cum. You had to help him undress you, but it was funny. His seriousness came back, but it was a rather comic as he tried to wear off your bra. But he didn't dare to wear off your panties. But well, maybe it was a time to show off a little. You took off his boxers, trying to be as close to his penis but didn't touch it. Then you saw his manhood in, it's all glory. Well, it wasn't really ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' league, but he didn't get a magical support. It was probably bigger than yours, but you didn't want to think about your penis. You looked with the delight at his slim body and his expression that told you that his dreams were going to fulfill. You push him delicately on the bed. Then you bounced your hips and slowly took off your panties. "Do you like what you see?" you asked innocently. Poor ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' didn't know what to do with his eyes. He looked at your breasts and exposed crotch, but then he concentrated on your face. He sighed loudly. "You... You are so beautiful," he whispered. It wasn't the most original line, but you knew he meant that. He didn't take the initiative. You made the foreplay in your way. You were kissing him lower and lower, then your lips met his throbbing manhood. He gasped and wiggled a little, when you licked it and tossed his scrotum for a while. You took his penis in your hand and you felt it growing even more. Well, he was already laying on his back, so... So you sit on him, caressing your clitoris with his penis. You both moaned. After a several deep breaths you were ready to go deeper. You tightened your muscles. Then you pressed, entering his manhood deep into the wetness between your legs. The sensation was foreign, yet pleasant. You started to move repeatedly. You didn't know who was moaning louder, you or him. But you loved when he put his hands on your buttocks and pressed on them, penetrating you even more. You went faster and faster, and your moans were louder. You felt the sweat dripping from your nose and ears. The bliss was overwhelming. He came probably before you, but it didn't change much. Your vagina was a radiating, blissful heat. And his penis didn't get softer after he came. So, you moaned as you climaxed. Then you faded from him. He hugged you hardly and started to kiss you in the neck. You both were breathing loudly. You were so happy. Both of you.[[This strange morning]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>"''<<print $they.justinName>>''..." you said seriously. "I... I don't think..." He understood and backed off. Maybe even a little too soon. He smiled at you. "Sure. I'm sorry. We're friends." He sat down. The way he pretended than nothing happened worried you a little. It was too natural. You were sure that he had a lot of emotions, but he just surprised them. Probably he would cry and shout when he would leave you flat. "It is ok that I would stay here?" he asked. "If you want me to leave..." ""That's ok. Stay." He nodded. <<if not visited("Coach")>>"But I will take the coach," he said decidedly.<<else>>The conversation wasn't good anymore.<</if>> You both went to your beds. Your heart was racing, you could barely focus on the single thought. It wasn't a surprise, but still... Still, that everything seemed to be just unbelievable. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' kissed you. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' wanted to be with you. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' wanted to... He wanted to fuck you. He laid several metres from you, in the living room. Probably, if you come to him, he would be more than willing to... Then you heard ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' coughed. He was choking. He desperately tried to catch his breath. And he spat something out. He spat... the poker chip. Your eyes widened as you saw the glittering token that started to melt as it touched the floor. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' took a deep breath. He didn't even look at the floor. He looked at you. "Well, the false alarm," he said. "Good night." You looked at him, then you looked at the chip. He clearly didn't see it. You returned to your bed with a complete mess in your mind. Luckily, you had no dreams... [[In the morning. |This strange morning]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><<if not visited("Justin and Claudia broke up") and not visited("Midnight in friendzone")>>You let ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' go. You felt dizzy and confused. Maybe that was better. You weren't sure... Then you heard ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' coughed. He ran maybe three or four stairs down, and then he started gagging. Even though you were drunk, you ran out of that apartment. He was choking. He desperately tried to catch his breath. And he spat something out. He spat... the poker chip. Your eyes widened as you saw the glittering token that started to melt as it touched the floor. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' took a deep breath. He didn't even look at the floor. He looked at you. "Well, the false alarm," he said. "Good night." And he left. You looked at him, then you looked at the chip. He clearly didn't see it. You returned to the apartment with a complete mess in your mind. Luckily, you had no dreams... <<else>>The night was calm which was good. You needed some rest. When you woke up, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' already left. He went to his mother as he promised. You sighed. The man of his word. Or maybe he didn't want to talk with you... <</if>> Your parents came home, but they were asleep. You heard your father's snoring. The alcohol didn't serve his lungs for sure. You realized you should clean up a little in the living room. You cleaned the table and put the glasses in the dishwasher. Then you heard your phone buzzing. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. You noticed he texted you before. "I'm at ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' place. His mother is dead. Can you come over? ''<<print $you.maleName>>''? Are you there?" <div align="center">''The end of chapter 9.''</div>[[The summary of chapter 9.|Chapter 9 summary]]

''The Parity'' is the game about choices. This is your game log. Every event here could be played differently. Your walkthrough lasted <<print $count>> passages. <div align="center">''Your statement about the Parity (so far)''</div> You transformed into a girl. You <<if $beAgirl==true>>''accepted''<<else>>''didn't'' accept<</if>> your transformation. <div align="center">''Your school and personal life''</div>You have the reputation of <<if $relations.School lte 1>>''problematic''<</if>><<if $relations.School ==2 or $relations.School ==3>>''normal''<</if>><<if $relations.School gte 4>>''good''<</if>> student. You are <<if $relations.Boys lte 1>>''constantly bullied'' by<</if>><<if $relations.Boys == 2 or $relations.Boys == 3>>''just one of'' the<</if>><<if $relations.Boys gte 4>>''popular'' among the<</if>> boys. Girls <<if $relations.Girls lte 2>>treat you ''bad''<</if>><<if $relations.Girls == 3>> ''like'' you<</if>><<if $relations.Girls gte 4>>''fancy'' you<</if>>. <div align="center"><h4>Chapter 9</h4></div>You found ''<<print $sumclues>>''/6 clues about the nature of the Parity. You <<if visited("Second sex with Martha")>>''had''<<else>>''didn't'' have<</if>> sex with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. You <<if visited("Is it a real dream")>>''were''<<else>>''weren't''<</if>> twelve-year-old ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' during the dream. You <<if visited("Try to destroy the statue")>>''destroyed'''<<else>>''didn't'' destroy<</if>> the statue of ''Auntie'' during the dream. You <<if visited("The conversation with Caroline")>>''had''<<else>>''didn't'' have<</if>> an encounter with ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' <<if visited("You're a better person as a girl")>>''changed''<<else>>''didn't'' change<</if>> the opinion about you. You <<if visited("Midnight making out")>>''had''<<else>>''didn't'' have<</if>> sex with ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' <<if not visited("Midnight making out")>>''spat''<<else>>''didn't'' spit<</if>> the poker chip. ''Chapter 9'' is one of the switches of the story. Some seemingly meaningless decisions will have great influence on the further plot.[[Chapter 10.|Not so grieving news]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $olivierLeft=0>><<set $justinDrugs=1>><<set $arrested=0>><><div align="center"><h2>Chapter 10</h2></div>You sighed and grabbed your clothes. You went to the bathroom and took a quick shower. Wonderful. Wherever ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother was - if there was an afterlife - she surely was proud of herself. She ruined another day of her son's life. She always wanted her son to think only about her, not about other women. You weren't shocked. You weren't sad. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother was a terrible person. She hated you as a boy. You could only imagine how she would hate you as a girl. <<if visited("Try to destroy the statue")>>But maybe you killed her? You froze for a moment and looked at yourself in the mirror. But it was ''Auntie'', not her. You calmed yourself down. If you would find her in the pieces, you would think about your responsibility. Not earlier.<<else>>You wondered if her death was somehow connected to a dream you had two nights earlier. It would be a nice composition - the beginning and the end of her illness. Carrying her body by her son and his friends...<</if>> Damn, she was dead and you felt no compassion. Were you a bad person? ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' would have a better life when she would be gone. It was better to be an orphan than to have a such mother. Were those thoughts meaning that you were this spoiled, rich kid ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' told you were? But you were honest! It counted too, didn't it? Didn't it? You wore your clothes on. Then you heard your mother's voice. So, she was awake. You hesitated for a moment. Should you told her what did happen?[[You told your parents.|Tell your parents]] <<clever $display>> [[You didn't tell your parents.|Don't tell your parents]] <<sneaky $display>>

<><<set $backto = "Tell your parents">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You sighed and went to the parents' bedroom. Your father was barely conscious, but your mother was fully awake. "Mom, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother is dead," you said. Your father opened his eyes and sat on the bed rapidly, but your mother just looked at you and nodded. "Is she at home?" she asked. You didn't know for sure, so you texted ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. He wrote back that they called the ambulance, but as there was no doctor among the staff, they didn't take the body. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' had to wait for a doctor from a clinic to confirm her death. Your mother sighed. "Poor boy," she said. "Give me a minute, I'll go with you. No, ''Pete'', go back to sleep, darling. I'll handle this." You felt relief. Many times in your life you were angry on your mother that she was treating you like a little child. Now you were grateful that she took the initiative. In 30 minutes you were at ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s''...[[...home.|Justin's home]]

<><<set $backto = "Don't tell your parents">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You sighed. There was no reason to engage your parents in that situation. People die. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother died because of her health condition, so it couldn't be difficult to solve that. You were an adult. You could solve your problems. You texted ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' that you were on your way. You still didn't feel the compassion or sorrow. The old bitch was dead. She should die many years ago... [[Later. |Justin's home]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' opened the door. He was calm and even little embarrassed. "It wasn't my idea," he said quickly. "It was ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''..." "Yeah, and I'm grateful for a back-up," he said. He looked pale and anxious. "<<if visited("Tell your parents")>>Good morning.<<else>>I didn't want you to miss the fun.<</if>>" You went to the bigger of two rooms. You weren't here for years, but nothing really changed, except the TV. The digital signal replaced the analogue and forced ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother to adapt at least one thing. It was the same dusty, devastated place that stank the decay and poverty that you remembered. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother laid on the coach. She wore a casual clothes, so she probably died before she went to the bed. Her eyes were wide opened, and her face froze in the grimace of pain. Whatever caused the death, her last moments for sure were painful. <<if visited("Tell your parents")>>Your mother looked at the body, then she picked up her phone. "Well, let's see, if I can get some doctor here." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' sighed. He didn't look well.<<else>>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' sighed. He didn't look well.<</if>> "I didn't know that ambulance staff can be such jerks," he said. "They shouted at us that we were wasting their time! That the fuck do they expect?" "So we called the local clinic," ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' added. "But the doctor will come after the shift. Living first..." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' sat down on the chair next to the coach. He looked at his mother's face. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' opened the window and lit a cigarette. "What were you doing here, anyway?" you asked. He shrugged. "It's my legendary luck, I guess," he replied sacrastically. "Do you remembered clothes that ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' bought ''<<print $they.justinName>>''? Some of them were too big for him, so he proposed that I should take them. So, well, apparently, I was again in the right place in the right time, I think..." He tried to smile, but he looked like he was going to vomit. You focused on...[[$they.justinName|Focus on Justin]] [[$they.oliviaMaleName|Focus on Olivier]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>If you didn't know the truth, you'd suspect that it was ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' who lost his mother. He looked exhausted and anxious. You'd say that he looked like somebody who was stuck in the nightmare he couldn't awake from. "Thanks for coming," he said weakly. <<if visited("Tell your parents")>>Your mother called ''Kate'', the ex-wife of uncle ''Stan''. She was a doctor, well, even a director of the local hospital. But even she could do a little to accelerate things. Only a few doctors worked on Sunday.<<else>> You sat next to him. You just could wait for a doctor.<</if>> You realized how tired ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' looked. His phone was buzzing constantly. Someone was texting him, and even tried to call. He rejected the call and texted something back. "What's up?" you asked. He sighed. "Well, I had plans for today, you know..."[[You told him to go.|Tell him to go]] [[You nodded.|Olivier stays]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was calm... Damn. How many times did you think or say something like that? You looked at him carefully. He was sitting next to his mother and you barely could see any emotions on his face. You felt disturbed. His calmness was just... unnatural. People shouldn't act this way... [[He just lost his mother. |He just lost his mother]] [[He acted weird, no matter what. |He's weird, not matter what]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>"I think you should go," you said quietly. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' winced. "There's nothing we can do anyway." He shook his head. "I'll wait. Until they take the bo... until they take her." You looked at the corpse and you again felt nothing special about it. Sure, she was dead, but... But ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' needed to leave. You saw it in his bulged eyes and the pale complexion. "You did enough." He winced again. "You aren't exactly the best person to judge that, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." You rolled your eyes. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' turned his head to you. His face was still and calm. He looked carefully at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. "She's right," he said. "You should go. Both of you. Sorry for bothering you. I panicked for a while, but I'll handle this." Another fucking robot in your life. <<if visited("Tell your parents")>>Your mother came back to the room. "It won't take long," he said. "You don't really need to be here. Nothing special will happen." "I'll stay," ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' said. Your mother nodded. "Sure you will." You looked at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''.<<else>>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was struggling with himself for a moment. He closed eyes and took a deep breath.<</if>> <<if visited("Tell your parents") or visited("He did it")>>He sighed. [["Ok, I'll go."|Olivier leaves]]<><<set $olivierLeft=1>><> <<else>>He sighed. [["I'll stay."|Olivier stays]] <</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You couldn't imagine what he was walking through. You never imagined how it would be when your parents would die. Even now you forced yourself to avoid that thought. It was something you didn't want to think about. Probably ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was still in the shock... And, you had to admit, his method to suppress the emotions was very effective, yet devastating. You took the second chair and sat next to him. You delicately took his hand. He looked at you and gave you a little smile, then turned his head away. But at least you felt that he was alive. You felt his pulse and the sweating hands. You heard his breath which wasn't so calm you thought it would be. He was looking at his mother's corpse. You did a right thing, but still you wanted to leave this place. Time flowed slowly. You were grateful that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' didn't close the window. You didn't feel good. You wanted to leave this place. You couldn't name all emotions you felt. It wasn't fear exactly, but the deep discomfort. This room was full of something. Full of something that weakened you. As you looked at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' you were sure that he... [[...was feeling in the same way. |Olivier stays]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You never thought about how you would react to your mother's death, but ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' behavior still seemed to be out of place. His mother's corpse looked terrible. There was something awful in the expression of her face, the pose of her body. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' long, yet calm gaze just didn't fit. In some ways, he looked more dead than her. You didn't know why he was looking at her. Didn't he want to keep the memories when she looked better? Time flowed slowly. You were grateful that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' didn't close the window. You didn't feel good. You wanted to leave this place. You couldn't name all emotions you felt. It wasn't fear exactly, but the deep discomfort. This room was full of something. Full of something that weakened you. As you looked at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' you were sure that he... [[...was feeling in the same way. |Olivier stays]]

<div align="center"><h2>END FOR NOW!</h2></div>Thanks for playing ''The Parity''. I hope you've enjoyed the game more than I when I wrote it. :) As you can probably notice, I'm not a programmer and I'm not an English native speaker. So, if you've noticed any errors, I'd be grateful if you let me know. <div class="hintboxOwn">As you got the access to ''chapter 10'' you are one of my patrons. Thank you very much for your support. :) I wait for your feedback!</div> ''The Parity'' is the game about choices. This is your game log. Every event here could be played differently. Your walkthrough lasted <<print $count>> passages. <div align="center">''Your statement about the Parity (so far)''</div> You transformed into a girl. You <<if $beAgirl==true>>''accepted''<<else>>''didn't'' accept<</if>> your transformation. <div align="center">''Your school and personal life''</div>You have the reputation of <<if $relations.School lte 1>>''problematic''<</if>><<if $relations.School ==2 or $relations.School ==3>>''normal''<</if>><<if $relations.School gte 4>>''good''<</if>> student. You are <<if $relations.Boys lte 1>>''constantly bullied'' by<</if>><<if $relations.Boys == 2 or $relations.Boys == 3>>''just one of'' the<</if>><<if $relations.Boys gte 4>>''popular'' among the<</if>> boys. Girls <<if $relations.Girls lte 2>>treat you ''bad''<</if>><<if $relations.Girls == 3>> ''like'' you<</if>><<if $relations.Girls gte 4>>''fancy'' you<</if>>. <div align="center"><h4>Chapter 10</h4></div>You <<if visited("Tell your parents")>>''told''<<else>>''didn't'' tell<</if>> your parents about ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' <<if visited("Olivier stays")>>''stayed'' in<<else>>''left''<</if>> the apartment. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' <<if visited ("Dorothy shows up")>>''restored''<<else>>''didn't'' restore<</if>> her health because of the bet. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'s'' plot is against <<if visited("Caroline drops school")>>''<<print $they.davidName>>''<<else>>''<<print $they.robertName>>''<</if>>. She <<if visited("Caroline's plan about David") or visited("Caroline's plan about Robert")>>''told''<<else>>''didn't'' tell<</if>> you about it. ''Alina'' <<if visited("Alina proposed a meeting")>>''proposed''<<else>>''didn't'' propose<</if>> you a meeting. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' <<if visited("You said Olivier should play")>>''joined''<<else>>''didn't'' join<</if>> the soccer team. You <<if visited("You heard what Claudia said to Justin")>>''heard''<<else>>''didn't'' hear<</if>> that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' gave your parents' money to his mother for drugs. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' <<if visited("You did it")>>''forced''<<else>>''didn't'' force<</if>> you to have sex with him. You <<if visited("You used the chips")>>''used''<<else>>''didn't'' use<</if>> the poker chip during sex. You and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' <<if $arrested==1>>''were''<<else>>''weren't''<</if>> arrested for the drugs. You <<if visited("The dream about the zombie band")>>''had''<<else>>''didn't'' have<</if>> a dream about the zombie band. <<if visited("You won't do that") and not visited("You did it") or visited("You didn't use the chips") and not visited("The dream about the zombie band") or visited("You left with Olivier") and not visited("The dream about the zombie band")>>[[Chapter 11.|Start in hospital]]<<elseif visited("You did it")>>[[Chapter 11.|Start in appartment]]<<elseif visited("You used the chips")>>[[Chapter 11.|The night after chips]]<<elseif visited("The dream about the zombie band")>>[[Chapter 11.|After zombie band dream]]<<elseif arrested==1>>[[Chapter 11.|At police station]]<</if>><><<set $justinKnows=false>><<set $carolineTrip = false>><>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' hesitated for a moment. "But..." he started then stopped. "Ok, I'll go." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' put a hand on his shoulder. "Thanks, brother," he said mildly. They hugged. "Thanks for everything." "If you need anything..." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' nodded. "I'll call you," he promised. Of course, he wouldn't. You were still surprised that he decided to look for help earlier. Then ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked at you. "You should go too, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. Sorry for ruining your weekend..." "Stop it. It's not your fault." He winced in the answer. "I'll call you later. And maybe I'll see you tomorrow." That meant he was going to spend the night here. "You can go to ust, you know..." "Thanks. Yeah. I know... But... Well... It's my home, after all." He shrugged helplessly. He was calm as always, but leaving him maybe wasn't the best idea, even <<if visited("")>>if your mother would stay.<<else>>if you had no idea how to help him.<</if>> But you really wanted to leave this place. But... Maybe it was just a childish behavior. [[You left the apartment.|You went with Olivier]] <<quick $display>> [[You stayed.|Doctor finally arrives]] <<careful $display>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><<if visited("Tell him to go")>>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' shook his head. "I'm not going anywhere," he hissed. You sighed. The stubbornness of your friend was really exhausting.<<else>>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was pale and tired. Just like you.<</if>> You felt something. You realized that you felt more and more uncomfortable. Something was watching you. Something was observing you, and it was dangerous. You looked around, suddenly scared. You looked at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. He was looking back at you, clearly worried. Whatever it was, you both were feeling it. Of course, there was a dead body in the room. But ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother was just a flesh, nothing more. The feeling that was overwhelming you, reminded you that unpleasant moments when you were exploring some abandoned, empty places or ruins. Some kind of presence that didn't want to be disturbed by curious teenagers. And you felt that something wanted you to go. Damn. You wanted to go! Nobody talked for entire 30 minutes. You faced the feeling alone, and you were feeling an increasing exhaustion. Then you heard the sound of the intercom.[[Doctor finally arrived.|Doctor finally arrives]]

<><<set $backto = "You went with Olivier">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You left with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. Before you could say the word, he took his phone and called someone. "I.. I'll be at the practice," he said. His voice was almost shy. "No, no resurrection. Just... Well, you were right. Someone handles it. Yeah. Yeah. You're smart. I repeat: you were right. So... What? Are you there? But... Ok, I'll meet you in the park." He put his phone away. He looked puzzled. Probably you were too. "Well, I have the practice," he said to you. He didn't look at you. "I don't know if I mention it... There are some guys who think I can play well. Well, I wanted to reschedule because of this situation, but now..." <<if visited("Morning conversation with Olivier")>>Did he really forget about your conversation?<<else>>Yeah, he forgot to mention something like that. Just great.<</if>> "And you called..." "''Alina'', she's our vocalist," he said quickly. "She's great! She's nineteen and she knows 4 languages! She's Ukrainian," he added. But there was something more. You rarely saw him so excited. And when you went with him to the park and met this girl, you realized why. "This is ''Alina''," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' introduced the girl. You were surprised how shyly he sounded. She flashed you with a really wide smile. Here moves were quick and full of energy. "''Alina'', meet ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." "Finally!" she exclaimed and shook your hand vigorously. "I wondered how long he would hide you." She spoke with a noticeable accent, but she spoke fluently and confidently. She was tall and slim. She barely could stay still, her eyes and fingers were constantly moving. You noticed that smiling was her natural expression. She had rather a modest cleavage (and probably stuffed her bra), but she wore mature jewelry, somehow fitting to the nails which were painted in the folk pattern. She had very Slavic appearance, underlined by the intricate hair style. You couldn't guess how much time she had to spend to tie so many pigtails. There was something fresh in her. You often felt old and tired - she felt younger than you. She kissed ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' passionately. There was a fire in her eyes when she was looking at him. Then he became serious. "How is your friend?" He shrugged. "We didn't wait to see the finale. ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' persuaded me to leave." ''Alina'' looked at you and smiled. "At least there is one person you listen! You are great friends, for sure, but you have your life to live."[[You joined the conversation.|Try a small-talk with Alina]] <<flashy $display>> [[You tried to read this strange girl.|Try to read her]] <<clever $display>>

<><<if visited("Olivier leaves")>><<set $backto = "Doctor finally arrives">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><<else>><<set $count=$count+1>><</if>><>The Doctor looked like she was 80 years old. The stairs were a big obstacle for her, so she looked tired and exhausted. Yet, when she looked at the group of teenagers, she gave you a weak smile. "You didn't run away, kids," she said. "That's rare. Does she have some ID?" ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' took his mother's purse and opened it. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' eyes bulged out. You looked at the purse and you noticed the syringes. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' took ID and gave it to the doctor with a perfect poker face. Doctor filled the papers. She barely looked at the body. Would she notice some symptoms? If she did, she would call the police. The official investigation wasn't exactly what ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' needed. But it turned out that the doctor wanted to finish her job as fast as possible. She even didn't touch the body to confirm the time of death. "This document allows you to get the certificate of death," she said to ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. "You can call the funeral house and they will take her." And she left. <<if visited("Tell your parents")>>Your mother took the initiative and made another call. You weren't sure if she missed the syringes, but her poker face was as good as ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s''.<<else>>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' made a call. You waited.<</if>>People who came in a body were in great moods. Two middle-aged men, even for a moment didn't interrupt their conversation about soccer. They quickly put ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother into the plastic bag. As they left, you heard the laugh - obviously one of them joked. <<if visited("Tell your parents")>>Your mother sighed. "Unfortunately, all workers act similarly," she said. Then she looked stern. "You should get rid of those drugs. It was really irresponsible to not check the purse earlier."<><<set $justinDrugs=0>><> Yeah, your mother and her famous delicacy. But she reflected and hugged ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. "You're brave."<<elseif $olivierLeft==0>>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' winced. "I really hate this country."<<else>>Well, that was all, folks.<</if>> You spent some time with ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', but you wanted to leave. It was a hard morning. [[And the afternoon wasn't better. |The parking full of bones]]

<><<set $backto = "Try a small-talk with Alina">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>''Alina'' smiled at you. "I heard that you worked in the bookshop." You shrugged. "Yeah, and I probably will work there this summer." "Didn't you think about work in the gastronomy? I bet you didn't get many tips in the bookshop." Be a waitress or the bartender? Well, you didn't think about it. There were jobs for the girls, after all... "Or maybe would you help ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' sometimes?" ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' chuckled. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' has too delicate hands for this job." ''Alina'' shrugged. "Bullshit. Anyway, you would be a perfect gentleman and you would help her..." You and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' laughed. "And I would hear for the rest of my life that he had to help me. Just like in elementary school..." "I taught''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' how to play flute. We had to learn at least one Christmas carol. Oh, my God, it was the hardest experience in my life!" "Here we go. It was 7 years ago!" You walked them to the bus stop, then you decided to go home. Wow, what a morning...[[Afternoon wasn't better.|The parking full of bones]]

<><<set $backto = "Try to read her">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You barely joined the conversation. Not that you were pushed to join it. ''Alina'' was looking at you with a friendly smile, but she obviously focused on ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. They seemed to understand each other. She loved him. Every little gesture confirmed that. The way she was looking at him. The tenderness she was touching his hand. The engagement in her voice. She loved him... Yet there was something odd in their relation. You could feel the tension. Some carefully avoided topic. Some unspoken agreement that they wouldn't discuss it. And you were quite sure that it was connected somehow with you. But you really didn't have an idea what could it be. Yet, you had to admit that ''Alina'' was cool. She was very smart and confident girl. She wasn't beautiful, yet her spirit made her look more attractive. Of course, it reminded you ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' before the transformation. But as your best friend was a tomboy, ''Alina'' fought over her feminity even if she didn't have the traits to achieve that easily. But there was a self-acceptance and self-awarness in her moves and words that you could only admire. She was a strong girl. You walked them to the bus stop, then you decided to go home. Wow, what a morning...[[Afternoon wasn't better.|The parking full of bones]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>It turned out that the death had a quite busy day. When you were coming back home, you heard that there was a landslide on the newly built estate. The damage was small, but the fire fighters discovered some human bones, so they called the police. As the estate was built in the place where there was a prison during the Communism period, it sounded like the stories about the bodies of the victims found their confirmation. It was a local sensation and you heard a lot of theories later. <<if visited("Midnight making out")>>But dead had this advantage, that they laid calmly until you found some time for them. Living people had more opportunities to influence on your life, even such living corpses as ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. Your ex-girlfriend showed up unannounced, and as always, she brought some tension in your life. Your eyes bulged out as you opened the door to let her in. [[She looked healthy.|Dorothy shows up]]<<else>>Of course, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was excited. Her engagement in the history project rose, and she needed a person to talk about it. And, as you were interested in history, she chose... [[...you.|Nerdy conversation]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was really excited about the new discovery. The mass grave under the parking lot was something that fitted her well. "I think it could influence the polls," she said. "At least John Paul II wouldn't be a new patron." "What are you talking about?" "Didn't you hear? I'm quite surprised. Your mother should tell you..." You shrugged impatiently. "Didn't you hear they want to change ''Auntie'' as a patroness of our school?" "Sure. The decommunisation and the other dreams about Great Homeland. So?" "Well, the district council officially started the consultations. There's a poll at its website. Until yesterday, the Pope was winning. But after this discovery... Maybe the Cursed Soldiers would get a high ground." You thought that people used to be more creative in old times. "What do you think about this discovery? For me, it's quite ironic. The inhabitants didn't agree for the excavations and pufff! It looks like the people buried here started to dig up themselves!" She made a very spooky smile. You shrugged. "What's the matter? I thought you like horrors. Don't you like the ghost stories?" You smiled. "I used to be afraid of the ghosts, you know. I still think that I even saw some. But most of the time is just the imagination." "Don't you want to believe?" "I think that the place of the past is in the past, not in the haunting of the living."[[But people couldn't just forget about history.|Show the enthusiasm]] [[You weren't in mood for this conversation.|This country is for dead people]] <<if visited("Dorothy shows up")>>[[After what you heard from your ex-girlfriend, you wanted to talk about the bet.|Talk about the deal with Dorothy]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>Your eyes bulged out. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' looked... fine. She wasn't underweight. Her curves returned, her breasts were full. She looked fresh and healthy. But her smile was wry and insolent as always. "It turns out I bet on the right horse," she said. She sat on your bed. "Or maybe I should say: on the right stud? Did it happen here?" She laid on your bed and spread her legs. "Was he good? Did you moan his name?" He mimicked the moans and squeaks and she was moving her hips. "Damn, ''<<print $you.maleName>>'', you were just born to be somebody's bitch, weren't you?" "But..." "Oh, come on, ''<<print $you.maleName>>'', you aren't so stupid. Even if your mind is floated with the thoughts about ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', you can figure everything out. I'm waiting." And she giggled. You were putting the pieces together. Of course, as ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'s'' condition was caused by ''Auntie'', she somehow made some kind of the deal. And, as the bets were always sexual, it meant... "You bet I would have sex with ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' to restore your health." "You're such a smart boy. I always knew he would gladly fuck you. Well, don't afraid of the dreams." <<if visited("You agree to help Dorothy")>>"You brainwashed me! You manipulated me!" She giggled. "Maybe a little," she said slyly. "One or two poker chips could do the real magic, you know. But come on, you wanted it. I saw how you both were drooling at each other on the concert. Poor ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''!"<<else>>You clenched your fists. You felt tricked.<</if>>[[She would pay for this.|Be mad at her]] <<sneaky $display>> [[Actually, you couldn't blame her.|Try to understand her]] <<careful $display>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You shrugged. You didn't really want to continue this topic. "I can't blame the people who live in this estate," you said. "People don't like to live on the cemetery." "But they do!" ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' exclaimed. "You can't solve the problem if you keep ignoring it!" You shrugged again. "They bought those apartments before they were built," you said. "And archeologists would delay the construction for months. This whole city is one big cemetery. And what the differences where those bones lay? The oldest graves are devastated for the new graves anyway." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' frowned. "What the cynic you are... And what about the dead? Aren't you afraid of their... revenge?" She smiled in the very spooky way. You didn't know if she was serious or she was just joking. You sighed. "200.000 citiziens of this city died here in 1944," you said. "Many of them weren't digged up. If the restless souls would haunt the living, our city would be the most haunted city in the whole world. Well... Maybe it is, anyway. It's enough shitty place to live." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was really disappointed of you, but you didn't really care. After the visit at ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' apartment, you didn't want to talk about the restless souls.[[Life kept going.|Several school days]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You sighed. "But the developer and the inhabitants made a mistake, of course," you added. "They should let the archeologists did their job. It would be easier for everyone. There are some families that still wait for the identification of their dead." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' nodded. "Yeah, I wait too. There are some interesting people who may be dug up now." "This poor fellow on our backyard waits too." "He won't wait long. The nationalists want to organize a tombstone for him." You scoffed. "The election year..." There was a competition between the right-wing politics. They wanted to dig up more bones than their rivals. You were so disgusted that you would be engaged in the electional campaign.[[Later this week.|Several school days]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>The bones under the parking were of course interesting, but you had something else in the mind. "I need to talk with you," you said impatiently. "About something more actual, if you don't mind." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' frowned and shrugged. "Sure, what's up?" "Did you know that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' bet on me?" She looked at you for a moment, then she smiled. "How does she look now?" "So, you knew," you answered, trying to be calm. She shrugged. "Yup. She had some questions... You know, it's everything quite new to all of us... Why are you mad?" She looked so genuinely surprised that you hesitated in your thoughts. "My ex-girlfriend made a bet in some occult game about my sex life," you said. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' nodded. "But she didn't have enough chips to mess in your head seriously. So... Well... I hope you had a great time with your best friend." <<if $martha.Attraction==1 and visited("You want to give you a try")>>She was looking at you with a wry smile. Apparently, she didn't except the monogamy as the base of your relationship.<<elseif $martha.Attraction==1>>She expected something like that. You remembered the conversations about the nature of the Parity and that she didn't expect you'd remain attracted to the girls.<<else>>Her smile was wry.<</if>> "Anyway, how can she be a diver? She wasn't hugged." "Using the terminology with the stream, water, and swimming... Maybe she's not a diver, but she's drowning," ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' seemed to be very pleased of herself, so obviously she made up that wordplay some time ago and just waited for the occastion to use it. You rolled your eyes. [[Maybe it wasn't so important.|You understood her]] <<careful $display>> [[Why did nobody warn you? She was a threat, damn it!|Why nobody warned you?]] <<forceful $display>>

<><<set $backto = "Be mad at her">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You winced. "This is who you are, aren't you, ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''?" you hissed. She pouted her lips. "You're the last person who has the right to judge me, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''." "Yeah, because you pay for not being judged. They got money, you got your pills, so you can stand being yourself. You look great, ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. Can you bet so you wouldn't be so rotten inside?" She stood up. She smirked, but you could see her anger. "Big words for a slut and liar." You scoffed. "A slut? Because I have sex with ''<<print $they.justinName>>''? But I get it. It's your world. The world where everybody is so damaged and broken as you. You're a mess in the colorful package. You'll always be. You're a fucking psycho. Nobody will love you. I was the last person who was able to do that. Good, you look well! When you will finally jump off the bridge you'll make an outstanding performance in the morgue!" You hit accurately. Her face turned red. She clenched her teeth and fists. The bet made her stronger physically, but you caused (intentionally?) one of her attack. You saw a foam on her lips. You smiled insolently, mercilessly. "I would kick you out, but I think we have to wait before you wouldn't a danger for yourself and the others. Sit down." And she knew you were right, so she sat on your bed. She looked at you with hate, you looked back with the contempt. How many times did she think that you were weak? You weren't weak. You just didn't want to escalate the conflicts. But you could paid back. Oh, you could. Eventually, she calmed down a little.[[You let her leave.|Nerdy conversation]] <<if $beAgirl==true>>[[You demanded to use your girl name.|Ask her to use your girl name]]<</if>>

<><<set $backto = "Try to understand her">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You took a deep breath. Your frustration started to fade a little. You needed to be honest to yourself. You wanted it. You wanted to have sex with ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. Moreover, you would probably have sex with him even if ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' didn't bet and manipulate you. "I hope you will pass your exams now," you said. She looked at you, surprised. She pouted her lips. "Thanks... I think," she said with a little hesitation. "You aren't mad at me, are you?" You gave her a little smile. "Sure I am," you answered. "But I can't blame you for trying. You were in a deep shit, after all..." Her face darkened. She scoffed. "Oh, spare me your pity," she hissed. "Save it for ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' who just lost his mother. Damn, he must be happy right now. So much tragedy! He got love of his life when his mother was dying!" She stood up from your bed. You sighed. There was no chance to make her more reasonable... [[She left.|Nerdy conversation]] <<if $beAgirl==true>>[[You asked her to use your girl name.|Ask her to use your girl name]]<</if>>

<><<set $backto = "Why nobody warned you?">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You clenched your teeth. "I don't get it," you hissed. "Am I such a bad person?" ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' frowned. "I won't pretend I know what are you talking about." "Nobody warns me," you said. "Everything this fucking situation touches me. Moreover, it's mainly about me. About my life. About my balls. And yet... In this whole fucking pandemonium... Everyone seems to know what to think, how to react, what to do... But nobody thinks that maybe I should be warned!" The last words you yelled. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' shrugged. "Don't overreact. Nothing happens. You got laid, easy. I bet you had a great time. Chill. Nothing happens." You looked at her angrily. "It's another situation when you keep lying to me! No, maybe you don't lie, OK, I'm sorry. But you tell me nothing! I have a right to know about such bets!" ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' smiled. "Ok, I think I see your point. Maybe you're right. I've just... Anyway, it's not important what I thought." "No, tell me." She shrugged. "People fuck. There's no reason to make a big deal about it. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' didn't influenced on you, not really. So, you fucked. Your Catholic boy probably thinks that now he has to marry you. You were close, you drank some wine, so you fucked. And thanks to that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' would have an easier life. I am accused constantly of being a selfish person. So... It's good to hear for me that selfish things can actually help people." You still felt used.[[Later.|Several school days]]

<><<set $backto = "You understood her">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You sighed. "Did being a diver make you so... cool about sex?" you asked. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' frowned. "People fuck. It's not a big deal. We're mammals, after all. As you could imagine, I had no sexual experiences before my transformation... Except the masturbation counts. If it counts, I had the incredible sexual experiences since I had been 12. But yeah, attractive people fuck. It helps if you can be close with somebody. And as most people after the transformation are attractive... Yeah, they fuck. So... You fucked too. And I think you had a great evening before, because that boy not only wants to fuck you, but he loves you." She smiled. "I don't understand you, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. Maybe I would if you were more strict. But you had sex as a boy with a girl who clearly wasn't your wife. So you're quite liberal in that." She stopped for a moment, then she shrugged. "I don't know if being a diver something really changed about me. Being a pretty girl changed for sure. I have a lot sex. And I know a lot of people who have a lot of sex. And of course I have a lot of tools - including the diving - to have even more sex. But if you're a prude, it's in your mind, not in the Parity. But I think that the most of morality is the oppresion invited by the old and ugly men and women. And as a beautiful girl like you are now... You should just ignore that bullshit. If you asked me about ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'s'' bet, I would tell you that I'm happy for her. She did nothing wrong. You and your Catholic boy did nothing wrong. As I can recognize your cycle, you even couldn't get pregnant, so everybody wins." You thought a lot about that during...[[...the next days.|Several school days]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><div class="hintboxOwn">The scene dedicated to ''NachtWitch''.</div>"One more thing, ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''." She pouted her lips. "Stop deadnaming me." She looked surprised. "I don't think that term's relating to you, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''." She hissed your male name in an obviously nasty way. "Really? I've found it quite fitting. You use my name to mock me. To despise me. To humiliate me. To show me that I'm not a boy, and not a girl in the same time. To make me some kind of a freak. Don't do that." "I don't like you making demands... ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. But sure, whatever. But you won't be a girl just because you want to be one. It's a long road to the womanhood, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. But I appreciate your efforts. You always were a conformist, so I can't tell I admire your courage." "I don't give a shit about what you're admiring, ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''." "Oh, what a language," she snapped back. "Ladies don't behave that way, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." "Fuck off." It was the last conversation you had with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' for two weeks.[[Later.|Nerdy conversation]]

<<if visited("Several school days")==1>><><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $chapter10=[]>> <<if visited("Join")>><<set $chapter10.push(1)>><</if>> <<if visited("He agrees to Caroline's plan") and visited("She apologies you for bullying")>><<set $chapter10.push(2)>><</if>> <<if not visited("He agrees to Caroline's plan") and visited("She apologies you for bullying")>><<set $chapter10.push(3)>><</if>> <<if $martha.Attraction==1 and not visited("There's a whole Parity between you and her")>><<set $chapter10.push(4)>><</if>> <<if visited("Olivier leaves")>><<set $chapter10.push(5)>><</if>><><</if>><<if visited("Several school days")==1>>April was going to end. Senior class ended the school year and they had two weeks until the exams. The weather was good. Sunny days distracted on the lessons. You thought about the May holidays, the last ones that would be so long in your life. But you couldn't focus on those lazy thoughts. Surprisingly, ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' showed again in your life. He was barely a shadow of his former self. He lost a lot of weight and he looked exhausted. He barely talked. Yet, during the one break he came to you and...[[$they.oliviaMaleName|Robert talks about the game with Olivier]]<<else>><<if $chapter10.length==0>>What about the funeral? [[You helped with preparation to the funeral.|Help Justin with preparation]] [[You had enough dead people.|Justin's mother funeral]]<<else>>You spent some time with: <><<set $count=$count+1>><<if $chapter10.contains(1)>>[[Visit at the parking]] <</if>> <<if $chapter10.contains(2)>>[[$they.carlFemaleName|Caroline's plan about Robert]] <</if>> <<if $chapter10.contains(3)>>[[$they.carlFemaleName|Caroline's plan about David]] <</if>> <<if $chapter10.contains(4)>>[[$they.marthaFemaleName|Date with Martha2]] <</if>> <<if $chapter10.contains(5)>>[[Alina|Alina proposed a meeting]]<</if>><><</if>><</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $chapter10.delete(3)>><>After ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' dropped school, she didn't contact with you. So you were surprised when she called you and offered a meeting. She looked calmer. The escape from bullying definitely cheered her up. But she changed. There was something more mature and dark in her. You thought about ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.davidName>>''. Obviously, the diving caused some changes other than the gender transformation. "I know how to get my balls back," she announced. "I need to replace ''<<print $they.davidName>>''." You didn't know how to comment that. "It's easier than I thought. He shouldn't treat me like his bitch. He'll be really, really sorry, when he will become my bitch." The pure hate in her voice caused that you saw those characteristic red sparkles in the eyes. "What do you need?" She smiled. "A mirror. A specific mirror than can connect the reflection with the neighbors. If I think correctly, it can be very persuading to make the person thinking only about sex. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' would be so engaged in that so he won't have the willpower enough to handle the room and the table." Your eyes bulged out. Persuading ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' to become a girl or the blood ritual with ''Auntie'' was one thing. Summoning demons was the other. "Are you sure?" you asked quietly. She smiled sadly. "Unfortunately. You know, I didn't sign for... this... I want to find my way out. And this is what I found."[[Shit got serious. Maybe she should get some help?|Propose to tell about it Martha]] [[You offered your help.|You will help her with this]] [[It was madness and she shouldn't do that.|This is madness and she shouldn't do that]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You met ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' next to the district office. He held the death certificate. Now he could organize the funeral. You went to the funeral home. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' chose the cheapest option - the public service. It turned out that the local office was nearby your home. That was weird. You had to pass it many times, but you didn't notice it. The death industry was invisible, even for you, with your grim interests. The office was small and looked cheap. The furniture was from IKEA. The kind, middle-aged man behaved professionally. He asked the several questions. It was the first time when you riffled the catalogue of the coffins. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was calm and resigned. His answers were usually short: "cheap", "the cheapest", or "is insurance covering it?". The insurance in your country was obligatory, so he would get some money, but it was barely enough to pay for a modest funeral. "If you want the Catholic funeral, we have to contact with the parish," the man said. "It usually cost about $250, but if your mother wasn't an active member of the community, it can be even more. You can also have the mass on the graveyard, but it would delay the funeral. Week or two." And what surprised you, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' face turned pale. "I... I will talk to the parson," he said. The man looked concerned. "Are you sure?" he said. "We can do that, it's a free service." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' managed to smile. "Thank you, but I know the parson." The man nodded. "I suppose that you came here because there is nobody else who could do it, son," he said. "But it doesn't mean you have to do everything alone." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' nodded. "I know the parson," he repeated, and his voice trembled. "At least get your friend with you," the man said and smiled at you. "Most people avoid such places. You're lucky, son." "I know," your friend mumbled. But when you were going to the church, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' fell to bits. You sat on the bench. He was crying and sobbing so hysterically, that he could barely breath. You were worried that he would have asthma attack. He bubbled something without sense. He was afraid that the parson wouldn't allow for Catholic funeral, as ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother didn't attend for masses. Or that he would demand too much money for that. You did your best to calm him down. When you finally went to the church office, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked exhausted. And it turned out that the parson didn't get money from him. He did no obstacles. You weren't really surprised. "Do you need something?" the parson asked. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' shook his head. "Are you sure? Do you have food? Do you need money? Are you sure? Ok, as you wish. But wait a minute. You take at least some apples." So you went with the backet of the apples. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' barely spoke. You walked him home. Then, the day of the funeral...[[...came.|Justin's mother funeral]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was excited and nervous. He was talking much in the way. There were 4 members of the band. Everyone was older than him. <<if visited("You went with Olivier")>>There was ''Alina'', of course.<<else>>He spoke much about ''Alina'', a Ukrainian girl that was a leading vocalist. She was nineteen and, as he was persuaded you, she was perfect. You noticed that he was blushing and stuttering a little. You looked at him carefully. Well, it looked that he really liked this girl.... <</if>> But the boys were even older. One of them was the drummer, the second one played the bass guitar. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was a guitarist and co-vocalist, so he was important. Surprisingly important. You went to the other district. The band rented the small room in the old warehouse that was adapted to the cultural purposes. When you finally arrived, you met the all band members. Everyone was litting a cigarette. <<if visited("You went with Olivier")>>''Alina'' waved to you vigorously and kissed ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' deeply. The boys just nodded. They didn't seem to be interested in you. After all, you were just a school girl. One of them impatiently looked at the watch. "Ok, as nobody didn't cancel the meeting in the last fucking second..." he grumbled and looked sternly at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. "Let's make some music."<<else>>The girl, ''Alina'' came to ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and kissed him passionately. There was a fire in her eyes when she was looking at him. Then she looked at you and flashed you with a wide smile. "You must be ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''" she exclaimed and shook your hand vigorously. "I wondered how long he would hide you." She spoke with a noticeable accent, but she spoke fluently and confidently. ''Alina'' was tall and slim. She barely could stay still, her eyes and fingers were constantly moving. You noticed that smiling was her natural expression. She had rather a modest cleavage (and probably stuffed her bra), but she wore mature jewelry, somehow fitting to the nails which were painted in the folk pattern. She had very Slavic appearance, underlined by the intricate hair style. You couldn't guess how much time she had to spend to tie so many pigtails. There was something fresh in her. You often felt old and tired - she felt younger than you. The boys just nodded. They didn't seem to be interested in you. After all, you were just a school girl. One of them impatiently looked at the watch. "Ok, as nobody didn't cancel the meeting in the last fucking second..." he grumbled and looked sternly at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. "Let's make some music."<</if>> It turned out you weren't the only audience during the practice. There was also the drummer's girlfriend, but as she was a college girl too, she wasn't interested in meeting you too. You had to say that ''Alina'' seemed to be the only nice and friendly person there. The band wanted to play rock, however, they didn't have many its own songs. They tried the two songs - ''Alina'' wrote the lyrics, and the drummer wrote the music, but it was one of the first attempts, so it didn't sound great. But you could listen to the duet of ''Alina'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and you had to admit that they sounded very good together. You could appreciate that especially when they sang the classical rock songs. "Not bad, but I think you two lovebirds should practice more," the drummer said. "And you should more focus on the bass and drums. You're the part of the band." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' winced, but nodded. You were surprised that he accepted some authority over him. "We sound better and better," ''Alina'' said. "Until July we will be just awesome." The drummer shrugged. "If we have enough practice, it's a chance," the drummer said. "But our Batman needs to focus on the play, not saving the fucking Gotham." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' clenched his teeth. "I know what's important," he snapped back. The drummer scoffed. "You better, or we find maybe someone less talented, but more mature. It's not a fucking high school band." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' winced and he opened his mouth, but ''Alina'' grabbed his hand. "Enough, boys. We, the ladies, all are impressed by the size of your dicks. You all are great. Let's go. See ya!" She went with you. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was still angry and grim.[[You praised what he did best. |You were supporting his best traits]] [[You noticed some errors he made.|He should practice more]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $chapter10.delete(2)>><>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' smiled at you. "Maybe in two or three weeks this nightmare will end," she said. "Really? Well, you act fast." "I hate every fucking moment." She was deadly serious. You remembered some moments when you saw her looking at her reflection in the mirror or just in the locker room. Disgust and shame were clearly vivid. She hated being a girl. She was still processing the robbery of her original gender. She was obsessed on turning back. "So, what now?" She smiled wryly. "I need to draw ''Auntie'' out. She's quite lazy right now. You know, she has that Autism-like love to equality. I need to encourage her a little, make her forget that the number of the cunts and cocks aren't everything." "So, how do you want to do it?" She looked away. "As always. I need some poker chips and threw them into ''Auntie''." She blushed a little. You noticed her hands were shivering a little. "How many?" you asked quietly. She sighed. "Fifty. And I have to use some chips to keep ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' in his track to feminity. He bought a bra yesterday, it's a great success... But, well, I think eighty will be enough." You did your math quickly. Eighty chips in two weeks meant a full-time sex activity in the body she hated. But as you looked at her eyes, you saw that grim determination that persuaded you. She was going to do it.[[Maybe you could help her. |You wanted to help her2]] [[Wow, good luck. |You don't want to do the diver things]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You didn't answer for a moment. The stake became extremely high. But after the moment you realized that it already was. This whole diving thing touched the things that shouldn't be even mention. And if you could choose, you wouldn't let ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' to be in charge. "I'll help you," you said. "Let's throw ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' out of this picture." ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' smiled widely. "I hoped you said that," she said. "I don't expect much. You're a good girl from a good family. But... just talking would be nice. I won't be alone anymore." And, after some hesitation, she hugged you.[[Later... |Several school days]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You watched your words carefully. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' looked sane and she spoke calmly, but obviously her sanity was questionable. "So... You're going to build a portal to the other dimension." Ironically, there was nothing funny in such statement. She smirked. "Not really, but it sounds nice. I don't think I could get the one that ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' uses, so making my own tool is my only chance." You sighed. "How do you know about that? Does someone help you? Some other diver?" She shrugged. "No, I just communicate with ''Auntie''. I could teach you if you want." The conversations with the Parity weren't exactly your plan for this season. "Ok, you hoist so many red flags that I don't know where to start... Don't you think you should talk with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' about that?" She looked at you coldly. "She doesn't give a shit about me. And I don't know what her game is." You opened your mouth but she interrupted: "I don't want to talk about it. And I don't want you to tell her. I don't trust ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. I think that she would be even worse than ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' if she was at his place." Well, maybe...[[You told her anyway.|Tell about it Martha]] [[Ok, you wouldn't tell.|Several school days]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>"Wow..." you managed to say. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' smiled at you. It was an insolent smile that reminded you of ''<<print $they.davidName>>''. "There's no room for half measures," she said in a very confident way. You shook your head. "This is madness," you said. "Messing with ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' is one thing, but... but this?" She shrugged. "''<<print $they.davidName>>'' deals with that every day," she said. "I'm not a fool. I know the stake." "Do you?" She bit her lip. "If I don't try, I'll kill myself. One way or another... It must end. I can handle the risk. I can't handle... this," she pointed her breasts. "I'm not a girl. I won't live as one." When she left, you thought that maybe you should tell ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' about it. It went too far. Of course, she hated ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'', and maybe she would be even glad that she would end in such a horrible way. She had no mercy for ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. You sighed. Damn. On the other hand, she wasn't the most reliable ally.[[You told her.|Tell about it Martha]] [[You didn't tell her.|Several school days]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $chapter10.delete(1)>><>You went to see the parking lot. As always, the contrasts in the neighborhood hit you. The state was atypical for your district island of wealth surrounded by the sea of poverty. Luxury apartments stood next to the dirty marketplace and neglected tenement houses. Only a few old trees remembered the prison, which was demolished in early 1990s. You passed by the monument that you called a statue of X-man when you were a kid. The figure of a man was ripping the walls and bars with his bare hands. There was no description that would link the statue with the specific place. Inhabitants didn't wish to remember about the grim past of this place. And the monument itself looked out of place, standing next to the new cars and the modern buildings. The archeologists fenced the area, but nobody guarded it, so you could enter the parking lot. They cover the hollow with a sand to secure the site, so you saw nothing. But there were other senses than the sight. You had a headache. You felt an overwhelming feeling of some presce. It was similar to the experience you had with ''Auntie'', but you immedietaly discovered the difference. The cursed statue wanted you to do some things. Whatever was affecting you now was simply hungry. <<if visited("Date with Martha2")>>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' felt the same. She squeezed your hand. You could feel her willpower confronting with the force of this place. But whatever she wanted to do, she resigned quickly. You felt that this power grew, like ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' fed it...<<else>>You felt dizzy. You tried to understand the feeling, but nothing came into your mind except the growing terror.<</if>> Then you heard the thousands of screams that stunned you.[[You experienced enough. Run!|You escaped from the parking]] <<quick $display>> [[You stayed.|You stayed at parking]] <<clever $display>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''Alina'' looked at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' sad face. "What a grim cloud," she teased him a little. "Is there a sunshine behind that coldness?" He chuckled involuntarily. "He's right. I should play better." "You play very well," you said. "And you both sang great." "You see? You're outvoted!" He winced, unconvinced. "Yeah, I know, I know nothing," you said slyly. "I don't listen the real rock. But I can ask my dad about it. You should invite him." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' blushed furiously. "What's the real rock?" ''Alina'' asked. You shrugged. "''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' despises "Celtic Maidens"," you said. "Especially the unplugged album." She frowned. Then she pretended to be indignant. "Really? How dare you!" she punched ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. "So, I get it, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', that my words are meaningless as I listen the bands for the little girls, but you have to live with the burden of knowledge that I like how you sing and how you play." He sighed, but then he smiled. When you went to McDonalds' for a dinner, he was in good mood.[[Later.|Several school days]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''Alina'' looked at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' sad face. "What a grim cloud," she teased him a little. "Is there a sunshine behind that coldness?" He chuckled involuntarily. "He's right. I should play better." "You need more practice," you said. "You have the problem with adjusting to the drums." ''Alina'' rolled her eyes. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' nodded. "Yeah, I know... It's hard if you have to practice with the headphones at home. The rhythm is easier to catch..." "Everything will be fine," ''Alina'' said. "It's not a high school band, you aren't below the level." "You should sing together more often," you added. "It was really nice to hear you, but ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' sings too high in my opinion." ''Alina'' frowned. "You're right," he said and sighed. "I have to focus. It's my chance. I don't want to fuck it up." "You won't!" And he really focused on the play. You barely saw him after school.[[Later this week.|Several school days]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $chapter10.delete(4)>><>When ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' showed up, there was something odd in her eyes. You met with her in a public place, on the square next to the underground station. She was approaching quickly, and you noticed some tension in her moves. "Hey, what's u..." you couldn't finish, because she kissed you passionately. You were surprised, but it was a pleasant surprise. You kissed her back. "Wow," you said as she stepped back. "What happened?" Some people stared at you. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' took your hand. "I want to be as brave as you," she whispered into your ear. You felt the tingle and growing excitement. Too bad that your parents were home. Such courage needed a reward, and you wanted ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' badly. "You're braver than me." "Nah, diving doesn't count. Nobody really knows about it. But public coming out..." Public coming out as a harder challenge than struggling with the occult forces from the other dimension... "So, what do you plan for today?" she asked hapilly. [[Well, you could visit a mall...|The visit at mall]] [[You could drink something in the pub.|Drink something in the pub]] <<if not visited("Visit at the parking")>>[[Some exploration would be nice.|Visit at the parking]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>As your and ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' parents were home, you knew that this date wouldn't end with the wild sex. Surprisingly, you didn't feel disappointed. Sex was nice, but a little challenging. Besides, you just wanted to spend some time with her. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was nervous. She still held your hand in public, and she wasn't comfortable with that. Some people stared at you, but you expected something more drastic, maybe some comments or gestures. But well, you grew up as a straight boy, so you just didn't care what people could say about you. You didn't need to face the denial of your sexuality. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was in a similar situation, but you suspected that part of her willingness to change gender based on the lack of her self-acceptance. Turning from the nerdy boy to the lesbian girl wasn't really an improvement. So, you were proud of her courrage. You knew it wasn't easy for her. You went to the "Ground Zero", the LGBT+ pub. When you sat down, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' kissed you passionately. She felt safer. You had quite fine conversation. It turned out that she could be funny and that her interests didn't focus on the occultism and dead people. A beer made this date only better. Suddenly, you hear a voice. "''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''!" You saw a boy that came in. You didn't have to guess that he was an activist. You wondered if there was any part of his wardrobe that didn't have an rainbow element. "Hi, ''Mary,''" ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' said to him. You were quite surprised. ''Mary'' was very manly. Maybe it was just a nickname. He came closer. He totally ignored you. "You finally shared some of our content!" he said, grinning. "What's the matter? Is June already?" He obviously mocked her. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was aware of that, but she was in good mood. "Maybe I opened my closet a little wider than usual," she said, looking directly at you. ''Mary'' looked at you like he didn't notice your earlier. "Wow, this is a story I want to hear!" "Hold your horses, we're on the date." "And I want to hear the story of your love!" ''Mary'' obviously didn't respect the borders. Yet you started to put the pieces together. You heard about this activist before. [[You let Mary stay.|You let them stay]] [[You wouldn't let Mary interrupt your date.|You wanted it private]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You shrugged. "Sure, take a seat." Actually, you heard about ''Mary''. She - it was the right pronoun - used some sabotage in her activism. She tried to burn one of the pro-life vans. There were car wrecks that were covered by the posters with drastic photos of fetuses after abortion. Pro-life activists parked them next to the schools and hospitals. Police claimed that there was no law that forbade it which was a poor excuse. But burning them down was the other case... "I just knew you would come out your closet after our last actions!" ''Mary'' exclaimed. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' shrugged. "I finally have someone for whom I want to take my risk," she said and squeezed your hand. You smiled at her. ''Mary'' ignored it completely. "I expect you will share the next report. Maybe even I let you make an interview with me and ''Lucas''." "I'm not into politics. And my followers don't want me to do that. But good luck, of course." ''Mary'' scoffed. "Sure, just sit there and use the privileges who somebody fought for you. Too many rednecks fap to your pictures to let them go? You're a coward. You've always been." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' smiled coldly. "It's always a pleasure to meet you, ''Mary''." The activist left in very dramatic way. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' ordered another beer. The atmosphere was ruined.[[Later this week.|Several school days]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You frowned. "Get us some air, dude," you said impatiently. ''Mary'' scoffed. "You can tell your girl to not misgendering me!" he exclaimed to ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' and left, obviously offended. "I'm sorry. How could I know?" you mumbled. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' shrugged. "Don't worry. Her boyfriend is the transman and he wears very feminine clothes. They're activists, probably you heard about them. They fight with anti-choice movements mostly. And they fight for non-binary people. But, personally, I don't know if they're trans people for real. They have... damn, there was a term... the histrionic personalities." You thanked again for the friendship with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' who taught you something about psychology. You took your beer. "You can be a hero or you can be not a jerk," you said. "But you can't be both." Actually, you heard about ''Mary''. She - as you finally had a chance to use the right pronoun - used some sabotage. She tried to burn one of the pro-life vans. There were carwrecks that were covered by the posters with drastic photos of fetuses after abortion. Pro-life activitists parked them next to the schools and hospital. Police claimed that there was no law that forbade it which was a poor excuse. But burning them down was the other case... But you didn't want to waste your time for politics, at least for now. You had a beautiful girl sitting next to you which was more than willing to kiss you. So you were kissing a lot. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' needed a safe enviroment to develop her feelings. It was a charming evening. There was a time when you saw in her eyes something more than lust. There was something warm in her gaze that melted you. "You know, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''..." she whispered, suddenly shy. "You are the closest person to me. And... I appreciate that you were fighting for me... For us." Did you notice a tear in her eye? If so, you dried it with a few kisses... [[Later that week.|Several school days]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You wanted to visit a mall. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' enthusiastically agreed to that. You bought a smoothie in the cafeteria and walked around. You felt really feminine, surrounded by the women and girls in the stores. "I have to make the confession," ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' said, giggling. "In this store first time I believed that I would be a woman for the rest of my life. I tried on... hundreds of clothes here and I laughed hysterically. Once they called the police to check if I was high! Damn, that was crazy..." You saw that she had tears in her eyes. Then she leaned over you and kissed deeply. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', you have no idea how much light you brought to my life," she said. "There were so many... many experiences I had to keep to myself! And... I'm glad that you're here, however I'm such a bitch sometimes..." She seemed to be embarrassed by this sudden affection. But you smiled widely and kissed her back. "So... What does my girl want to buy?" But you didn't really wanted to buy something. You just wanted to spend some time with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. You had a lot of fun with trying on the various clothes. She knew much about the fashion, and, in opposite to her occult knowledge, she shared her experiences without patronizing you.[[Later this week.|Several school days]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>Fifty chips. And she was talking about it as a job to do. Fifty chips. It meant that... Well, let's say that many porn stars could have the problem with collecting such quantity of the chips. Alone. But... You looked at ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. You admired her determination. You had a lot empathy for her situation. She clearly was living in her own nightmare. So... Maybe.... "I can help you," you said quietly. You blushed furiously. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''looked at you, shocked. Then she smiled slyly. "Yeah, right," she said. She scoffed. "I almost believed you. Nice one." "I'm not joking," you said. "I don't know how many I can get, but..." She giggled. "Come on, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. You have no reason to do that. But it was nice offer, thanks. I can do it myself. For girls it's easier to get laid, you know." She left, making you felt conflicted. You felt relief, because it was clearly a riddiculus offer. But you were also a little offended because she didn't believe you. And... when you were thinking about the earning of the chips, you felt a little excited.[[Later...|Several school days]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You cleared your throat. Your imagination worked too well. "Well, um, good luck," you managed to say. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' rolled her eyes. "You're such a prude," she snapped back. "It's just a job to do. Most jobs are shitty. Of course, it's humiliating as Hell, but what's the alternative? I don't want to be a cunt for the rest of my shitty life." You sighed. "Yeah, sure, but..." you stopped. You needed a moment to find the words. Then you sighed. "I wonder if it's just sex." "What do you mean?" ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' looked at you carefully. "This whole diving thing is about control," you said. "Manipulation. Reading people. Don't you think that... uhm... earning 80 chips would you expose more to their influcence? That would you be... more vulnerable?" She shrugged. "Yeah, probably. I already start to enjoy be fucked, you know. And there are moments that I... well... feel like a girl. But it's still crap, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. I wish I could handle this like you. But we live in fucking different worlds. And in my world I won't be a chick, even if I need to blow hundreds creeps to get my balls back." You felt a little overwhelmed by this conversation. Surely, ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' was glad that she could share her thoughts and plans, but maybe you needed to talk about it. Maybe you should talk with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''?[[You told her.|Tell about it Martha]] [[Maybe another time...|Several school days]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>The situation was too serious. You decided to talk about it with ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. But it didn't go well. She of course heard you out, but she wasn't helpful. You were sure she somehow would use the information you gathered, but you didn't trust her at all. Damn, with all her advantages, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' could be a better person... You thought that maybe you made a mistake. But it was too late to do anything about that.[[Later that week. |Several school days]]

<><<set $backto = "You stayed at parking">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><<set $auntie.Defiance=$auntie.Defiance+1>><<set $auntie.baseDefiance = $auntie.Defiance>><>You were afraid, but you were curious. It was a middle of the day, there were a lot people around you. The buses and cars were riding fifteen metres behind you. So you focused a little. The screams didn't cease, but you started to recognize the emotions, and however this cry was wordless, you could name it. My. Mine. We. Our. Ours. You didn't really see it, but you had a certain picture in your mind that probably was inspired by the works of Zdzislaw Begsinski. The countless crowd of the dead that was passing you by. Every shade had its history and demanded you to remember it. You knew the commands. Go where those others went. Hurry. You must give testimony. You were saved in purpose. Talk about those who were on their knees. Do not forgive. Do not forget. Go. Praise us. You owe us. You are the lesser descendant of the great ancestors. We paid for you with our blood and suffer. Your home belonged to us, so it still belongs. Pray. Light a candle. Don't forget. Be loyal. Go. My. Mine. We. Our. Ours. My. Mine. We. Our. Ours. My. Mine. We. Our. Ours. And you realized that you were a boy again. In this very moment you even weren't surprised. As the Parity was the stream of life, you entered the Styx or Acheron. When you finally stepped back, you felt your feminine form again. <<if $beAgirl==false>>But you couldn't get back. You were exhausted and your nose bleeded.<<else>>You were exhausted. You could barely move. Your nose bleeded.<</if>> <<if visited("Date with Martha2")>>It turned out that ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' retreated. She was standing in the other side of the road, looking at you with fear in her eyes. "I don't know if you're brave or stupid," she exclaimed. Then she took you for a hot chocolate. It worked for the Dementors, and it worked for you.<<else>>It was a long way home.<</if>>[[Later than week.|Several school days]]

<><<set $backto = "You escaped from the parking">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You saw and felt enough. You didn't know what the hell was happening and you didn't really want to know. You turned around and ran, chasing by the endless screams. <<if visited("Date with Martha2")>>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' ran with you. You ran until you got to the crowded square. You both were breathing heavily. "What... the... fuck?" you managed to say. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was pale and frightened. "You didn't feel that... do you?" You sat down on the bench. You realized you were shivering. "''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''... I felt so fucking many things that you need to be more specific..." And then you laughed nervously. She joined you after the moment. You were giggling involuntairly for five or six minutes, until the experience started to fade.<<else>>You ran until you got to the crowded square. You were breathing heavily. What the fuck was that? Wasn't a haunted school enough, for Christ sake?<</if>> But there was no aftermath. You even slept normally. Maybe your school somehow protected you from supernatural trauma. You even started to doubt if it really happened. Only a quiet voice in your mind kept saying you that it was real, and it wasn't meanigless.[[The "ordinary" school days.|Several school days]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''<<print $they.robertName>>'' sighed. "Thanks that you agreed to talk," he said quietly. "I... Well... I... Uhm..." he stopped for a moment, then he cleared his throat. "Fuck! I had the whole speech prepared, but... Fuck it! Anyway, it's about the team." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' raised his eyebrows. "I can't focus on the game," ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' said. "Or on the team. Those urges I had are... is just crazy. I'm too horny to think sometimes. I've got so easily distracted... And the locker room with guys... ''Auntie'' totally fucked my brain up. I'm useless." You heard the despair in his voice. ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was a good player. He was really devoted to the team. You lived in the country where most universities were free and public, so he didn't need a scholarship to study, but he had a chance for a professional game. And he really was devoted to the team. "And guys are scared of me," he added quietly. "I can't blame them. So... I think I will quit. For the sake of the team." ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' was a tough guy, so you didn't see any tears, but the deep sorrow in his voice showed his emotions. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was still silent. He was listening carefully. You realized he was holding his breath. "I watched your game during PE," said, then he blushed furiously. "I wasn't looking at you THAT way I swear! But you're good. As a player. Can... Can you come to a practice tomorrow?" You saw the shine in ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' eyes. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' loved football. And as the boys were using the game as a test of their masculinity, she used to hear a lot of sexist comments during the play. "Sure," said and smiled a little. "You can count on me." He smiled too. "At least I can leave the team with the proper replacement." "Oh, come on. I'm not that good." But you noticed that the praise was pleasant for your best friend. Somebody noticed him. It wasn't an usual situation in his life. "But you will be. See ya," he said and left. You realized that he carefully avoided even looking at you during this conversation. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' smiled wryly. You remembered how he used to despise the jocks that played in the team. Now he was excited that he would become one of them. He chuckled and looked at you. "Strange life, isn't it?"[[You said he should play. |You said Olivier should play]] [[You said he shouldn't play.|You said Olivier shouldn't play]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You smiled at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. "Congratulations," you said. He snorted. "Yeah, right." You looked at him, surprised. "You always like football. The basketball was the second choice, wasn't it?" "Sure, I like to play. But why are you pretending that you care?" he scoffed. Then he shook his head. "Whatever." "Of course I care!" "Sure." "I wish you the best! Damn, why are you keep behaving this way?!" "Oh, that's ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' I used to know. What am I doing wrong... this time?" "What?" You looked so genuinely surprised, that he hesitated. "Do you really think I should play?" he asked quietly. "I do." He still was looking at you. "And you won't give me a lecture why I shouldn't do this?" "I won't." He chuckled. "Incredible. You know what? You're really a better person as a girl." Then he left, leaving you quite speechless.[[He asked you to go to the practice of his band.|Olivier's band]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $chapter10.delete(5)>><>Those days, you thought a lot about ''Alina'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. Your best friend definitely enjoyed his life. The practices with a team went good. He spent a lot of time with his band. And he clearly was in love with that Ukrainian girl. You didn't know what to think about it. You couldn't get used to the idea that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was thinking about the serious relationship. The drunken adventures or non-binding encounters during the parties - sure. But being a steady partner, a girlfriend or a boyfriend... It just didn't seem right. It wasn't the person you knew. That girl awoke something in ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. You didn't know what. But even seeing him so happy, you couldn't just enjoy his happiness. That whole situation bugged you. Then something strange happened. ''Alina'' texted you! "Hi! I know we barely know each other, but maybe you would find some time for me? I want to talk with you. Maybe some coffee?"[[Bleh. You weren't interested. |You didn't want to see her]] [[Why not?| You went to the meeting]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>When ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' left, you sighed. "I don't like it," you said. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' chuckled. "But you have to admit that he acts responsible," he said. "He cares about the team." You frowned. "And since when do you care?" you asked. "I thought you hate the jocks. No, it's not about thinking... You said it many times." He shrugged. "They aren't so bad," he said lightly. "Excuse me? Did something change? As I remember, they're the same sexist pigs they used to be. Oh, I get it," you mocked. "You have a bigger dick than them, so you have the new friends." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' bit his lip. "I don't expect you to understand it..." "Yeah, I don't understand being so fucking hypocrite." He winced. He was in bad mood for some days, but he didn't come for a practice.[[He had other activities.|Olivier's band]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You didn't have time for meetings with the random people. And you were sure that this girl would want to talk about ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. And you saw no reason to do that. So you texted her back that you didn't have time this week. And after some days she repeated her request! Damn, girl, why were you so desperate? It was pathetic. You didn't text her that, but you wanted. You didn't know why you reacted this way. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' had a lot of friends, but always there have been just temporary fascinations. You were sure that ''Alina'' was another "adventure". You were ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' best friend. Some girl would mess with his head and left you with the consequences. Stupid cow.[[Other meetings. |Several school days]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>Yeah, sure, you could meet with ''Alina''. She proposed a little vegan restaurant. You were there several times, however the food there wasn't good. If vegan food could be a fast food, it would be something like that. The place stank with old olive and stale spices. When you arrived, ''Alina'' was already there. She chatted with two Ukrainian girls. One of them worked there. When ''Alina'' saw you, she smiled widely. "Hi, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''!" she exclaimed. She kissed you on the cheek. "Thanks for coming! We can go somewhere else, no worry. My mail is delivered here, I often change the flats." She was talking quickly, as always. You noticed the big package in her bag. "Sure," you said. "There's Starbucks in the station, we can go there." "Sure! Wherever you feel comfortable." She told you about herself a little. ''Alina'' worked in several beauty studios. Her speciality was manicure. She started to learn how to do it when she was thirteen, and since she had been sixteen she got money for that. After she graduated, she went to your country to study on university, but she dropped it after several months. She planned to run her own place. You had to say, it was quite impressive. At age of thirteen you wanted to be a writer, and however your parents forced to start work during the holidays, it wasn't a serious work. ''Alina'' took a life more practically, for sure. And of course she wanted to talk about ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. "I think we're ready to go further," she said lightly. "But he's really stressed recently. I don't know how to put in the right words... Probably I won't, so be mad at me. I think that he spent too much time solving the problems of his friends."[[That was rude.|It's not her business at all]] [[You listened her up.|Listen what she wants to tell you]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><<if visited("Listen what she wants to tell you")>>You tried to control myself.<<else>>You interrupted her.<</if>>"If I get you right," - you said - "My friends and I have to fuck off ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' life, because he doesn't have time to fuck you. You have the nerve, girl!" "No, it's not what I want. I..." "I admit that it wasn't the easiest period in our lives, and sure, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' is a great help, but we're friends and this is how the friendship works!" "I get you're mad, I put it in a wrong way..." You scoffed. "Sure you did! Who the fuck do you think you are?!" ''Alina'' didn't answer for a moment. She paid for your coffee and got up. "I don't want to get ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' from you. I've just wanted to say that if you don't want him to get into trouble, you need to take care of him. He's under stressed and I'm worried about him. I think you should too. As a friend." She turned around. Her calm voice embarrassed you. Maybe you were wrong about her... [[She was right. You stopped her.|She's right]] [[Your life couldn't be normal, could it?|Several school days]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''Alina'' took a deep breath. "''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' needs some rest," she said. "He looks like he plays in some kind of horror movie." Oh, what a coincidence. "He's a great guy and I get that you all are walking through a lot. This... ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'', right? And your friend that lost his mother... Sometimes I think that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' thinks he's Jesus Christ. I'm worried. He should think more of himself. He seems to be lost and overwhelmed." She said that so quickly, that you needed a moment to process what she told you and what that meant. "So... You're saying that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' is tired solving the problems of his friends?" you said feeling the sudden irritation. Surprisingly, she smiled. "No. I'm saying that if you don't want to solve his problems as his best friend, you should give him a break. I don't know if there's such phrase in your language, but he's on his edge. He's really overwhelmed." Well, he did many things to himself. Nobody forced him to make deals with ''Auntie''. And, among the three people who were hugged recently, his situation was the easiest. But sure, as you thought about his pale and exhausted face, you thought that he could have hard time. But well, even before the transformation it was hard to convince ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' that he should stop. You were probably quiet longer than you should. ''Alina'' was looking at you with a friendly smile on her face.[[She was right.|She's right]] [[It wasn't her business at all.|It's not her business at all]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><<if visited("It's not her business at all")>>You stopped her. <<else>>You nodded.<</if>> "You are right," you said. "It's hard to admit, but... Yeah, you're right." She took a deep breath, then she smiled. She had a really nice smile. "Thanks for understanding," ''Alina'' said. "I was afraid of your reaction, you know. I barely know you or ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', so... But I'm happy. He's a great guy, and I know that you're friends. The real friends, which is rare... And I don't know how to be subtle in your language, so I was afraid I could offend you... But it's cool." You saw the sparkles in her eyes. She was talking quickly. You were quite sure she wouldn't be more subtle in her native language. It was her way of solving the problems. She was acting. What was quite strange, the meeting didn't end when she achieved her goals. You spent an entire hour talking, and you had to admit, that ''Alina'' was smart and funny. And as you just agreed that you were spending too much time with your friend, it was rather a surprising revelation.[[Several school days]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>The morning was cloudy, but luckily there was no rain. Your father took ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' for the ultimate identification of the body, so you met at the church's square. Only a few people showed up at the funeral. You, your parents, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', <><<if not visited("Justin and Claudia broke up")>>''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'', <</if>><> three neighbors and two teachers from ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' school as a delegation. There were some surprises too. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' came with ''Alina'', and ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' didn't come. <<if visited("Justin and Claudia broke up")>>But you were quite shocked that ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' came. Of course, if ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'s'' father would die, you'd come too, but you'd be happy as English miners after the death of Margaret Thatcher. For you, ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' had no reasons to come. And as you saw ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' face, he thought the same. Yet, he thanked her politely for her visit.<<else>>''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' was discrete, but helpful. She stood next to ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and supported her boyfriend.<</if>> You went to the church. The cheap, pine coffin was closed which was common in your country, regardless the conditions of the body. You were grateful that you would no longer see ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother. She was awful person. One of the negative characters of your life disappeared. You didn't really believe in Hell, but if there was one, she deserved to be there. Even the tears in ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' eyes didn't convince you to change your mind. She was a terrible person. He would have a better life without her. The bells rang. The funeral was going to start.[[You stayed close.|You stayed close at funeral]] [[You kept the distance.|You kept the distance at funeral]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>Staying close to ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' meant that you stayed close to ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''. She observed her <<if visited("Justin and Claudia broke up")>>ex-boyfriend<<else>>boyfriend<</if>> with care, but she looked nervous and worried. He, on the other hand, avoided her look carefully. You realized that the presence of ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' stressed him more than the burial of his mother. That was strange. The ceremony was short. The mass took maybe 25 minutes. The parson liked ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', but clearly he didn't have an idea for the funeral. He spoke shortly, reminding people that they would die too, and that they should be prepared for that. After the mass you went to the graveyard with your parents and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and ''Alina''. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' took a taxi. When you met again at the graveyard you noticed that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was angry and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' was sad. 15 minutes later the coffin was buried. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' thanked everyone for a visit. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and ''Alina'' left quickly. Your parents offered that they would wait for you, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''. You decided to wait for ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', so you sat on the bench in the next alley. You were covered by a tombstones, and this is why you heard what ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''... [[...said.|You heard what Claudia said to Justin]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>"''<<print $they.justinName>>'', you have to tell them," ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' said. "I will," he answered calmly. She scoffed. "Sorry, I'm not buying it. You said you would tell them two weeks ago. I understand it's hard for you, sure..." "I said I would tell them," he said and you heard anger in his voice. "When?" "For Christ sake, ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''! My mother's dead, alright?! Give me a break!" She didn't answer for a moment. "You know who's dying right now? You are. You're rotting, ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. Your remorse is burning you. You have to confess. They deserve it." "I know. I will." She looked in his eyes. "I don't believe you. You can't even name it." "I assure you I can. And I will tell them." The anger in his voice frightened you a little. But ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' didn't care. "Say it." "What?" "You heard me. Say it. "I stole money. I lied to him that I didn't won the scholarship to take his money."" "What?! I don't! It's not..." "You see? You can't say it." Nobody said a word for a while. "Can we change the subject?" asked pathetically. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' sighed. "That's below you. But yeah, sure. Whatever." "I... I want to confess. I killed her. I... killed my mother." ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' was brave but she wasn't prepared for that. "What the fuck are you talking about?" "If I didn't give her money, she would be alive. I killed my mother with money I took... I STOLE from the people I owe everything... I..." He burst into tears. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' looked at him helplessly. She clearly didn't know what to do. Then she hugged him. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was shivering like in some kind of seizure. <<if $approaches.contains(1)>>[[She didn't see you.|She didn't notice]]<<else>>[[She saw you.|She knows you know]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You stepped back. You heart was racing. You were processing the news slowly. You didn't want to believe it. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' never lied to you. He respected your parents. He didn't want their money. He kept promising that it was a loan he was going to pay back. Your father was quite surprised that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' didn't win the scholarship. You even remembered when he asked about it. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' blushed furiously and couldn't say a word. Your father was convinced that he was overwhelmed by the expectations. Could it be just a fear of uncovering the plot? ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was a smart kid enough for the scholarship and his drunk mother drank for your father's money for a year... It was ridiculous! It couldn't be? Could it? After the funeral, you went with ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' to ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s''... [[... apartment. |Cleaning the apartment with Justin]] [[Cleaning the apartment with Justin]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>As ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' moved to hug ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', she saw you. She realized that you heard everything. Her eyes bulged out. She blushed furiously and quickly turned her head away. So it wasn't a show for you. She took an unfortunate moment in a private conversation. You were processing the news slowly. You didn't want to believe it. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' never lied to you. He respected your parents. He didn't want their money. He kept promising that it was a loan he was going to pay back. Your father was quite surprised that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' didn't win the scholarship. You even remembered when he asked about it. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' blushed furiously and couldn't say a word. Your father was convinced that he was overwhelmed by the expectations. Could it be just a fear of uncovering the plot? ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was a smart kid enough for the scholarship and his drunk mother drank for your father's money for a year... It was ridiculous! It couldn't be? Could it? After the funeral, you went with ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' to his...[[... apartment.|Cleaning the apartment with Justin]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>It wasn't easy to keep the distance in such a small group of people. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and ''Alina'' also tried to hang back, so you stayed close to them. ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' stayed close to ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. She looked anxious. The ceremony was short. The mass took maybe 25 minutes. The parson liked ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', but clearly he didn't have an idea for the funeral. He spoke shortly, reminding people that they would die too, and that they should be prepared for that. After the mass you went to the graveyard with your parents and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' and ''Alina''. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' took a taxi. When you met again in the graveyard, you noticed that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was angry and ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' was sad. 15 minutes later the coffin was buried. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' thanked everyone for a visit. Then you felt something odd. You felt cold and uncomfortable. You looked around and froze. Your eyes bulged out.[[You saw a ghost.|You see dead people]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>Firstly, you felt hate concentrated on you. That odd feeling that someone observed you. When you looked around you saw nobody, but you were sure that somebody was there. You tried to focus on the ceremony. The conduct was going slowly through the cemetery. Then you noticed a shadow in the corner of your eye. You looked there and you saw him. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' father looked the same like during this November's evening when you found his body. He was pale and angry. Even in death, he couldn't express the other emotions. This time he was just standing there, in the next valley, and he was observing you with hate in his eyes. You looked at him coldly and without fear which was a surreal experience. You weren't afraid. You knew this son of the bitch. If he could harm you after his death, he wouldn't wait so many years. But he was harmless. He couldn't harm you or ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. So you smiled. "Do you feel that, you fucker?" you thought. "You lost. You're the rotting carcass and soon everybody will forget about you. We won. You didn't destroy your son. Even your wife couldn't help you." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' father didn't answer that. He just stared at you. You smiled even wider. When the parson was finishing his prayers, you felt relief. Some dark chapter in your life ended. You took a deep breath. Life could be beautiful. After the ceremony, ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' talked with ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' quietly. She looked anxious and disappointed. She left quickly. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' came to you slowly.[[You walked him home.|Cleaning the apartment with Justin]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' bought some boxes. He wanted to clean the flat before he came back to school. He planned to do that before the funeral, but he couldn't force himself. But when he buried his mother, he found a strength. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' showed up. "I won't help you this time, but I want to tell you that... you'll be fine, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', I know it," he said. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' hugged him. "Thanks," he replied. "This ''Alina'' seems to be a nice girl. Maybe it would be happier occasion to get know her better." "Sure," smirked. "The whole life of happier occasions." <<if $martha.Attraction ==1>>Your phone buzzed. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' texted you. "I think you may need a date with the hot girl. Any time, any place. My parents aren't home." Well, that was an offer hard to resist...<<else>>You sighed. You wainted for this happier life.<</if>> ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' kissed you on the cheek for good bye. "See ya tomorrow. The old hag didn't reschelude the test, did she?" You blinked several times. "She did. We will write it after the May Holidays." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' had to be more distracted than you thought. "Oh. Great."[[You left with him.|You left with Olivier]] <<if visited("You heard what Claudia said to Justin")>>[[You wanted to know about the money.|You confronted Justin]] [[You would help. Money could wait.|You didn't confront Justin]]<<else>>[[You stayed and helped.|You didn't confront Justin]]<</if>> <<if $martha.Attraction ==1>>[[You left with her.|You left with Martha]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>"Wait for me," you exclaimed. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' turned around, surprised. "Won't you help ''<<print $they.justinName>>''?" he asked. "As I can't be in two places at one time I need to choose a friend to help," you said. "Anyway, he's in the zombie mode." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' pouted his lips, but he said nothing. He was looking at you carefully. "I'm fine," he said lightly and shrugged. "No, you're not," you snapped back. "So cut the crap. You're a mess, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. You explode in the random moments and just yet on the innocent people." "Maybe they aren't so innocent. But thanks for the concern. Have a nice day." You rolled your eyes. "Spare it. I won't leave you. You're my friend and you're in trouble." He was looking at you for a while. "Fine," he winced. "But I need a drink." He lit a cigarette to. You went to the pub. You even didn't pay much for a beer. Happy hours were a great idea. But the barista of course wanted to see your ID, which was really frustrating. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' smiled wryly. "You know, nobody asked me for ID since my change." "Maybe you need to shave more regularly," you murmured. Then you looked into his eyes. "So, what's happening?" He sighed. Then he pointed at himself. "THIS happened. I don't know if you noticed, but I changed sex." "Your sarcasm doesn't help, dude. Seriously." He chuckled. "If you can't handle me at my worst..." You rolled your eyes. He sighed. "Tell me, <<if $beAgirl==true>>''<<print $you.femaleName>>''<<else>>''<<print $you.maleName>>''<</if>>," he said carefully. "If you had a chance... Would you... Would you change back into a boy?"<<if $beAgirl==true>>[[No.|You won't change back]]<<else>>[[Yes. |You want to change back]]<</if>> [[Well... You didn't know.|Honestly... You don't know]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You blinked. That direct question surprised you. You were a girl for a three weeks now. You knew nobody who actually turned back after the transformation. But... But what did that mean? If the change was permanent, you would grow up as a woman. You were more than aware that you could get pregnant. Would you be a woman forever? But really... forever? <<if $beAgirl==false>>You were denying your transformation. You couldn't admit that this body - the result of ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' imagination and strange occult forces - was your real, permanent body. But on the other hand, you got used to it. You barely could remember your male voice. For most of the time it didn't feel so different. Of course, you had the breasts and long hair. But except the short moments when your mind was yelling "I'm a girl!" you were just you. You were just you.<<else>>You had some nice moments since your transformation. For sure, it was the greatest adventure of your life. You had a lot of fun. But the permanent change was something you didn't really consider. It was new and you couldn't say what did you think about it.<</if>> "Honestly..." you whispered. "I don't know." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' smiled ingulently. "Yeah, I've been there," he said mildly. "But when I spend more time with people who can't remember me as a girl, it's easier to... to accept. Of course, I know it's different for you and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', because you had a common history... But with ''Alina'' is different. I... I like what she sees in me. I feel... I don't know how to put it... more real maybe." You felt the sudden coldness when you heard how he was speaking about ''Alina''. Were you... jealous of him?[[He had a right to be happy. |He has a right to be happy]] [[That girl probably wanted something from him. |It's selfish]] [[You needed him more. Didn't he see it? |You need him - for now, at least]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>"I wouldn't change back," you said quietly. You felt the sudden warmth in your stomach. You held your breath for the moment. "I wouldn't change back," you repeated louder. Your voice trembled a little. "I... It's the first time I spoke that loudly. I... I want to stay that way. Forever." Then you giggled nervously, involuntarily. You felt dizzy. You didn't know what was happening. But ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' did. He gave you a weak smile. "Yeah, I think I can relate to that," he said and sighed. "I've never really understood why the hugged people accept their change. ''Auntie'' is a sick occult bitch. She doesn't have the mission to cure people who born in the wrong body. She changes people for her own fucked-up purposes. And still... And still I'm happy it happened to me. Damn! My life has never been so satisfying. And..." he stopped for a moment. "And I'm in love! Damn, I'm in love with a girl. If she would want me, I'd be her boyfriend. I want to have the steady relationship. I... Damn! Am I still me?" "Pretty much," you said carefully. But you noticed some changes. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was more focused than ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>''. Even when he was helping ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'', he seemed to be calmer. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' needed to prove her value. Her right to live her life in the way she wanted. When she became a boy, everybody just accepted (or didn't care about) her choices. So, the change was more drastic for her than for you. You were loved kid regardless your gender. But you felt the sudden coldness when you heard how he was speaking about ''Alina''. Were you... jealous of him?[[He had a right to be happy. |He has a right to be happy]] [[That girl probably wanted something from him. |It's selfish]] [[You needed him more. Didn't he see it? |You need him - for now, at least]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You scoffed. "Of course I want to change back!" you exclaimed. "Why the fuck are you asking?!" ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' looked at you carefully, then smiled, but he didn't say a word. You took a deep breath. "You won't change back, will you?" you asked. "Even if you could, right?" He sighed. "I'm sorry, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''..." he said. "I want to stay that way." You clenched your teeth. "When ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' said he could swap with ''<<print $they.robertName>>''... I thought it would be our chance. That we both change back to our lives." You were calm, but you could say that you were never so disappointed in your life. "I'm sorry, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''..." he repeated. "But my life never was better. And there's a girl I love. I mean... really. You know, I had some adventures, but it was fun nothing more. But now... If she wanted me... I think I could be... you know, a steady partner." "A steady boyfriend?" you teased. He chuckled and nodded. After the minute of silence, he said: "I know you're mad. But... Try to understand me. I have a life to live. And I won't mess with ''Auntie'' again. Look at ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' and ''<<print $they.robertName>>''. We should be grateful we can have a normal life." [[Sure. Good luck with that girl. |He has a right to be happy]] [[She would use him, nothing more. |It's selfish]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>But... What about you? You were more than aware that someday you and your childhood friends would have separate lives. When you were in a relationship with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' you actually felt that. When ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' moved to the other city, you missed him much. Still, you felt a sudden wave of sadness. There was no reason to be angry with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. Yet, you felt that something was going to end. Something that was a great part of your life. <<if $beAgirl==false>>You were surprised, but you wanted him. You didn't want to lose him. And if you wanted him it meant that you needed to have him as a boy...<<else>>Damn, how much you wanted him...<</if>> You realized that... <><<if visited("More sex with Olivier")>>[[... maybe it was the last time you could have sex with him. |Sex with fuck buddy - nothing else]] <</if>>[[... you didn't want to lose him. |You don't want to share him]] <<sneaky $display>> [[... you needed to hang out a little. |The best friend means something else than the lover]]<>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>"You better be careful about her, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''," you said coldly. He rolled his eyes. "I'm serious. You don't know this girl." He winced. "Yeah, she will rob my flat from all Pope's portraits." "Or if you forget to use the condom, you'll pay for her child. I don't say it will happen!" you said quickly, as you saw the anger on his face. "Just be careful!" He clenched his teeth. "You're a real friend, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''," he hissed. "You always support me..." <<if visited("Listen what she wants to tell you")>>"She met with me just to say that your friends should fuck off your life! What the fuck should I think about that?!" He blinked, and then he smiled a little. "Did she?" You rolled your eyes.<<else>>You rolled your eyes.<</if>> "Damn, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. I wish you the best! I've always have!" "You have a funny way to show it." <<if not visited("Tell your parents")>Great, another quarrel. When you woke up in the morning, you wondered how ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' would react on the dream you had... [[...at night.|The dream about the zombie band]]<<else>>But turned out that he needed to take care of his friends. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was beaten so hard that an ambulance took him into hospital. <div align="center">''The end of chapter 10.''</div> [[End for now!|Chapter 10 summary]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><<if $beAgirl==false>>You thought for a moment. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' gave up. She accepted her change. Even if she didn't have a single thought about being a boy, several weeks after being hugged, she surrendered. It was sad. And disturbing. You always pictured ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' as a strong person. If she accepted her fate, would you be doomed to do it as well?<<else>>Well, this struggle ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' had been meaningless anyway. Sure, she was changed against her will, but you were changed too, and you didn't have a mental breakout. So, yeah, maybe she would just focus on her... on his life.<</if>> "Sure, you should try to be happy," you said. "I hope you won't forget about me." He smiled wryly. "There are a lot of situations if I hope I will forget about you," he said. You rolled your eyes. Well, the serious discussions weren't exactly ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' speciality. "But thanks for the understandment." You smiled at him and he smiled back. <<if not visited("Tell your parents")>>Well, another hard day and the mature decission behind you. When you woke up in the morning, you wondered how ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' would react on the dream you had... [[...at night.|The dream about the zombie band]]<<else>>But of course it couldn't be an over of this difficult day. It turned out that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was beaten so hard that an ambulance took him into hospital. <div align="center">''The end of chapter 10.''</div> [[End for now!|Chapter 10 summary]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You looked at him playfully. "Sooo... You're not in a steady relationship now?" "Well, not yet." "Excellent." You started to kiss you passionately. He had his doubts, but when you reached his crotch and teased him a little, he made his choice. You went to his flat and you didn't waste more time. There were some struggle and challenge in this sex. You both were fighting for the initiative and you both loved every second. Eventually, he was on the top. He was looking at you slyly, caressing your hair for a long moment. "What's up?" you asked. But he chuckled, then reached your breasts and caressed them. You were wriggling under his touch thinking that ''Alina'' with her modest cleavage wouldn't give him such joy. But as you didn't really know if ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was breast-man or buttocks-man, maybe it wasn't so important for him. Damn, you didn't want to think about ''Alina'' right now. Luckilly, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' started to suck your nipples and massaging your clitoris, so you didn't really have an ability for talking. You were moist and ready, and he still didn't go further. He was concentrating on your hips and belly. You took the initiative. Looking him in the eye, you took his cock in your hand and start to rub it against your vaginal walls. You loved the moist, hot touch of his penis. Then you put it inside. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' entered slowly. The way he wasn't in rush blew your brains out. It was probably the best sex you ever had. It was fun time spent with a close man who wanted to give you a pleasure. Damn, ''Alina'' was so lucky. But it turned out that the finale of this day would be different. <<if visited("Tell your parents")>>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was in hospital. [[He was beaten.|Justin was beaten]]<<else>>You had another [[...dream.|The dream about the zombie band]]<</if>>

<><<set $backto = "You don't want to share him">><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<allowChange $player>><<set $count =$count+1>><<addApproach $player>><</if>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>As he finally started to kiss you back, you finally felt some relief. You didn't want to share ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' with anyone. You were touching him hard, desperately. Your hands were moving on his hairy cheeks and neck. He responded with some hesitation, but as he finally touched your hips, he somehow convinced himself. His parents weren't home, so you had some space. You wanted to be irresistible. You wanted to be beautiful and slutty for him. You made him sit on the bed, when you showed off a little. You didn't really know the basis of the strip tease, but you were really engaged. And as you saw his eyes wandering about you, and the growing excitement on his face, you knew you were good. He would let him do whatever he wanted. But first you would suck him dry. You approached him slowly. You teased his cock through the trousers, then you took into your hands. You licked your hand and started to stroke. Then you wrapped your lips around his throbbing manhood. You were confident and you tried not to rush. You brought him pleasure. His deep moans were the best praise for your effort. Could ''Alina'' do that? Finally, he came into your mouth. You felt so filled by his hot, salty cum. You desperately wanted to split, but you somehow resisted that urge. You swallowed all the load like a good girl. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was surprised, but it was a pleasant surprise. And it took only a few minutes of playing with your breasts until he was hard again. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' slowed down. Clearly, he wanted to do some foreplay, just to make you happy. But it wasn't your goal at all. "I want you inside me now," you whispered seducily. He chuckled a little nervously, but he was more than happy to do that. It was the first time in your life when you were faking orgasm. But you needed to convince him how good he was. Besides, you felt the warmth even greater than the bliss. As he exploded in you, you felt that he was going to be yours and it made you felt so satisfied. Of course, nothing lasts forever. <<if visited("Tell your parents")>>It turned out that this day wouldn't end like that. Your mother called. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was in hospital.<div align="center">''The end of chapter 10.''</div> [[End for now!|Chapter 10 summary]]<<else>>It was good that you had the memories of this afternoon, as at night you had another... [[...dream.|The dream about the zombie band]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You bought the beer and went together on the embankment. The crushed, concrete plates were the only things that remained the same since your childhood. You used to explore the industrial ruins in the area - but you couldn't see the rusted boats and bent chimneys. The floodplain was renovated and used as a park and seasonal playing fields. Even the channel that linked the river with the power station wasn't an obstacle anymore. The tin sign announced that a footbridge over it was founded by the European Union. The wild and quite a dangerous area was now available for everyone, and you couldn't say that you would call it a progress. Something changed. Something disappeared. You sat on the embankment. The concrete was hot. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' lit a cigarette. You used the key to open the beer. It was warm, sunny afternoon. "Damn, we're old," you said with a sigh. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' chuckled. "Yeah, and we're all going to die." You took a sip of your beer. "I'll miss those times, you know. The times when we know everything about everybody." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' nodded and sighed. "Yeah, me too." "I think that is one of the reasons that I couldn't be with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''. She just... wasn't there. She didn't know me as you and ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. She didn't understand that..." You stopped. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' smiled wryly. "I don't know if that's so important. Sure, we'll be friends. But the school someday will be over. We'll have separate lives. Look at ''<<print $they.justinName>>''..." "That's my point. Sometimes I feel that I don't know him anymore. He's different." "You changed too. It's not that you remained the same and he went somewhere. People change... And I don't think about ''Auntie''. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother died. It will make his life better. But it will change him too. And well... I'll get a girlfriend and it will change me too, hopefully." You sighed. "I know. Just... I don't want it to be so sudden..." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' smiled. There was something mild in his eyes and gestures. "I'm not going anywhere. For now, at least." You nodded. You laid on your back and closed your eyes, enjoying the sun. <<if visited("Tell your parents") and visited("Doctor finally arrives")>>Of course, nothing lasts forever. It turned out that this day wouldn't end like that. Your mother called. ''<<print $they.justinName>>''...[[...was in hospital.|Justin was beaten]]<<else>>It was good afternoon. For sure, better than the dream you had... [[...at night.|The dream about the zombie band]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You took a deep breath. "''<<print $they.justinName>>''..." You started. He looked at you. You noticed the tension in his gaze. "I heard what ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' said about the scholarship." You didn't know what the reaction did you expect. He could cry. He could deny. He could be shocked. But you were surprised when you saw the relief on his face. He nodded. "I really tried to tell you," he said quietly. He looked at you helplessly. "But I just couldn't. I... I've never lied to you, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. And yet... I did such thing. I... I have no explanation for that. Of course..." he scoffed and sighed. "Of course I'm sorry. I was sorry for all this time. But it means nothing. I did what I did." You noticed that his hands were shivering a little. But as he took a deep breath, he calmed down. He even straightened up a little.[[You yelled at him.|You were mad on him]] [[He had no choice.|You understood he has no choice]] [[Why he just didn't ask for this money? Your father would figure something up.|He should tell - your father would figure something up]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You sighed and hugged him. You felt how stressful he was. He was breathing heavily. He hugged you awkwardly, as always. You couldn't see that, but you were sure that he closed his eyes. "You had no choice," you said quietly. He scoffed. "Sure, I had," he said. "And I chose. Poorly." "Your mother was a manipulative bitch," you said. "It's a fact. She always fed on your guilt." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' sighed. "It would be easier for me if you yelled at me," he said. "I mean... I don't deserve it. I don't deserve your friendship. I..." <<if $approaches.contains(1)>>Then you both heard the grind of the key. But you locked the door on the other lock. It was your habit, or even a symptom of the anxiety. Someone was wrenched with the door. "''<<print $they.justinName>>'', I know you're there," someone said. Your heart froze. You recognized the voice. ''<<print $they.davidName>>''. "You don't want more trouble, do you? Open the door, please." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' bit his lips. He froze, uncertain what he should do. Then he made a step forward to the door. [[You let him open the door. |Open the door]] [[You called the police. |Call the cops]] [[You escaped through the window. |Escape through the window]] <<else>>Then you both heard the grind of the key. The door opened with a terrible creak. You both looked there. Then your heart froze. You recognized the suit and the insolent smile. [[$they.davidName|Open the door]] <</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>"I didn't deserve it," you hissed. "What the fuck were you thinking?!" ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' just nodded, but he didn't respond. "You're so ungrateful!" you yelled. "You robbed us! After everything we did for you! After the years of protecting you from your fucking parents! Where the fuck would you be if we didn't help you?!" He sighed and still didn't answer. You rolled your eyes. "Does our friendship mean something to you, ''<<print $they.justinName>>''? Has it ever meant?!" His face darkened. "You know it does. I was weak and I hurt you. I'm sorry." <<if $approaches.contains(1)>>Then you both heard the grind of the key. But you locked the door on the other lock. It was your habit, or even a symptom of the anxiety. Someone was wrenched with the door. "''<<print $they.justinName>>'', I know you're there," someone said. Your heart froze. You recognized the voice. ''<<print $they.davidName>>''. "You don't want more trouble, do you? Open the door, please." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' bit his lips. He froze, uncertain what he should do. Then he made a step forward to the door. [[You let him open the door. |Open the door]] [[You called the police. |Call the cops]] [[You escaped through the window. |Escape through the window]] <<else>>Then you both heard the grind of the key. The door opened with a terrible creak. You both looked there. Then your heart froze. You recognized the suit and the insolent smile. [[$they.davidName|Open the door]] <</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You felt exhausted. You didn't know what to do and what to think. It was so... blur. "I don't understand," you said. "You could tell. You should tell. There was no reason we wouldn't help you. My parents... Damn, ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. You're suppose to be that smart one. What the hell were you thinking?" ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' shrugged. "I... I didn't want to think at all. I was weak, I think. I moved to the other city, to the good school. I lived the new life there... The better life. When my mother was asking for money... I felt hate for her. And disgust. It was so... so... overwhelmed..." He stopped for a moment. You probably never saw him like this. You didn't expect he was able to express such contempt. "It was the quickest way to get rid of my mother." <<if $approaches.contains(1)>>Then you both heard the grind of the key. But you locked the door on the other lock. It was your habit, or even a symptom of the anxiety. Someone was wrenched with the door. "''<<print $they.justinName>>'', I know you're there," someone said. Your heart froze. You recognized the voice. ''<<print $they.davidName>>''. "You don't want more trouble, do you? Open the door, please." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' bit his lips. He froze, uncertain what he should do. Then he made a step forward to the door. [[You let him open the door. |Open the door]] [[You called the police. |Call the cops]] [[You escaped through the window. |Escape through the window]] <<else>>Then you both heard the grind of the key. The door opened with a terrible creak. You both looked there. Then your heart froze. You recognized the suit and the insolent smile. [[$they.davidName|Open the door]] <</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><<if visited("You heard what Claudia said to Justin")>>You hesitated for a moment, but you decided that you wouldn't start this conversation. He just lost his mother. Money wasn't so important. Surely, he had his reasons. You could talk about it later... Did you just make up some excuses?<<else>>Damn, it was really dusty here. Did that woman clean her flat, even once, since ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' moved out?<</if>> You didn't waste time. Cleaning the flat didn't last long. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother didn't have stuff. You used only the half of the boxes. Throwing away the objects connected with her relaxed you. You got rid of her from your life. Even ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked calmer. Maybe he was starting to understand that he no longer would suffer from her manipulations. <<if $approaches.contains(1)>>Then you both heard the grind of the key. But you locked the door on the other lock. It was your habit, or even a symptom of the anxiety. Someone was wrenched with the door. "''<<print $they.justinName>>'', I know you're there," someone said. Your heart froze. You recognized the voice. ''<<print $they.davidName>>''. "You don't want more trouble, do you? Open the door, please." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' bit his lips. He froze, uncertain what he should do. Then he made a step forward to the door. [[You let him open the door. |Open the door]] [[You called the police. |Call the cops]] [[You escaped through the window. |Escape through the window]] <<else>>Then you both heard the grind of the key. The door opened with a terrible creak. You both looked there. Then your heart froze. You recognized the suit and the insolent smile. [[$they.davidName|Open the door]] <</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''<<print $they.davidName>>'' smiled at you and ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. "Good afternoon," he said slyly. "I see you're busy. I won't take much of your precious time." Two primitives came closer. They looked around. They looked at you in such predatory way that you stepped back. "I came here for my $3 000," ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' said to ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. "It's not impossible sum to gather for a such smart boy like you, ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. You just need a little motivation. A little cheer. Can I be your cheerleader, ''<<print $they.justinName>>''? You'll look at me and I promise you, you'll do your job better." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' didn't answer. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' looked at you and thought for a moment. "On the other hand, I'm wealthy enough to be generous. I like to give. Do you like to give, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''? Do you like to share what's yours? They said it's one of the pillars in the friendship... ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''... Sweet, beautiful ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he teased. He touched your cheek and forced you to look into his eyes. You noticed the red sparkles in them. "What would you say? Don't you want to help your best friend? I'm noth in the mood for kinky things. Or the painful ones. You aren't too experienced, so I'd say... Around 5 minutes and we'll forget about our little debt." Two primitives laughed. "$3 000 for a blowjob?" one of them scoffed. "This bitch would be the best paid whore in the fucking world." "She's worth it, I assure you," ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' answered lazily. You felt horrified. You wanted to scream, you wanted to escape, you wanted to punch that insolent face. But you were paralyzed. His touch was burning, just like your face. You could barely breathe. Your muscles were light and heavy in the same time. You felt helpless and ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' enjoyed every single second of your fear. You yelped when he started to stroke your breasts. "You don't need to speak, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''" he whispered into your ear. "Just get down on your knees." [[You obeyed him.|You did it]] [[You found the strength to confront him.|You won't do that]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>The adrenaline took you over. "He has to call the police!" you exclaimed, maybe too loud. At least, the people behind the door heard. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''?" ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' asked. "Of course! ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''! ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' knows how to bet. Don't call the police. You'll regret this." <<if visited("Dorothy shows up")>>Sure, everyone knew about this fucking bet except you.<<else>>What the fuck he was talking about ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''?<</if>span class="yourfemaletext">"Fuck you, ''<<print $they.davidName>>''!" you answered and picked the phone. You did a call. "''<<print $they.justinName>>'', it will solve nothing and you know that," he said. "But as you wish. Let's go, boys." They left. <<if visited("Confront Justin")>>It turned out that "a lot of money" ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' borrowed from ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' meant $2500. Just wonderful.<<else>>You looked at ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. "What the fuck is going on here?" "My mother owes him a lot of money," he said. He sat on the coach, breathing deeply. He looked miserable. "$2500 in fact... He agreed for the terms of paying him back, but... Well, I didn't know he had a key to this flat!"<</if>> You clenched your teeth. What a small world... Police took 30 minutes to get there. Well, maybe you should feel lucky that they came at all. It wasn't a good neighborhood. Two policemen didn't look engaged in the case. They wrote down the ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' explanations. You didn't know ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' last name, so you weren't really helpful. They advised to change the locks, but they didn't even promise to loof for him. They said that your mother could give him a key willingly, so it wasn't really a crime. Then one of the policemen took his phone. Then he looked around. He even opened some boxes. You were too surprised to react. <<if not visited("Tell your parents")>>Then he opened ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother purse and took some syringes. He even smiled at you. "You'll go with us." <div align="center">''The end of chapter 10.''</div>[[End for now! |Chapter 10 summary]]<><<set $arrested=1>><><<else>>After that they left. You didn't feel really safe. "You will sleep in my flat tonight and I don't want to hear the excuses!" you demanded. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' nodded. You asked your father for a ride and of course he arrived. Well, it turned out that it wasn't... [[...a peaceful night.|The dream about the zombie band]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><div class="hintboxOwn">The scene inspired by the expectations of $10 Patron.</div>''<<print $they.davidName>>'s'' exposed cock was huge. Your stomach hurt as you got on your kneels. His abdomen filled your whole world. Your senses sharpened. You smelled his perfumes and you smelled the musky scent of his cock. You were terrified. His hands were moving lazily, yet you were afraid that he would reach you. From your position you were so vulnerable to every kind of the attack. You looked up. He was looking back at you, smiling menacingly. You never were so afraid. It was just a blow-job, you tried to convince yourself. It was nothing. Nothing at all. But it was a lie. You didn't know how it would end. You didn't know what he wanted to do with you. You felt helpless. Your aching stomach was radiating with pain. "Can we get started?" The primitives laughed. You clenched your teeth. Every sound was like a nail hammered into your soul. But yeah, you had to start. You reached his cock with your shivering hand. It was moist and squashy, but he hardened under your touch. You were arming the tool that could hurt you. You stroked him for some time. You felt the every moment. The noise that his dick was making made you felt sick. You hated him. You hated him with every cell of your body... "I think we can go further." You leaned over and used your mouth. Surprisingly, it activated some other mode in your mind. You felt nothing. You sensed nothing. You were so distanced like something like that didn't happen at all. You just... watched it. It happened someone else. So you licked and sucked, but you were in some blurr. And you were so much grateful for that. But ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' found out that something was wrong. He grabbed you brutally and pushed his cock inside your mouth, deeper. He was forcing you brutally. You were filled with disgust and pain. You were choking. Suddenly he errupted. The hot, salty seed filled your mouth. He let you go and you laid on the floor, wheezing and spitting the cum. The primitives still laughed. Then, when you finally caught your breath and looked up, you saw ''<<print $they.davidName>>'s'' insolent smile. "You're so smart, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he said. "But you have to learn your place. Take care!" <div align="center">''The end of chapter 10.''</div>[[End for now!|Chapter 10 summary]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $resistance=0>><> <div class="hintboxOwn"><><<if $beAgirl==false>>You ''didn't accept'' your transformation. <<set $resistance=$resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if $approaches.contains(4)>>You are ''Forceful'' ''+1''. <<set $resistance=$resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("If you had sex with Olivier")>>You had sex with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' ''+2.''<<set $resistance=$resistance+2>> <</if>> <<if $martha.Attraction==1>>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' is attracted to you ''+1''.<<set $resistance=$resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if $resisted==1>>You resisted the influence of ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' ''+2''. <<set $resistance=$resistance+2>> <</if>> <<if $auntie.Defiance gt 0>>Your ''Defiance'' is greater than 0 ''+1''.<<set $resistance=$resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if $auntie.Anger == 0>>''Auntie's Anger'' is 0. <<set $resistance=$resistance+1>> <</if>> <<if visited("You won")>>You beat ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' during the second dream ''+1''. <<set $resistance=$resistance+1>><</if>> <<if $beAgirl==true>>You ''accepted'' your transformation ''-1''.<<set $resistance=$resistance-1>> <</if>> <<if $approaches.contains(1)>>You are ''Careful'' ''-1''.<<set $resistance =$resistance-1>> <</if>> <<if $auntie.Defiance lt 0>>Your ''Defiance'' is lower than 0 ''-1''.<<set $resistance=$resistance-1>> <</if>> <<if $auntie.Anger gt 0 and $auntie.Anger lte 2>>''Auntie's Anger'' is 1 ''-1''.<<set $resistance=$resistance-1>> <<elseif $auntie.Anger gt 2>>''Auntie's Anger'' is greater than 1 ''-2''. <<set $resistance=$resistance-2>> <</if>> <<if visited("Beaten")>>You were beaten by ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' during the second dream ''-1''.<<set $resistance =$resistance-1>> <</if>> <<if visited("The real rules")>>You joined the game of the Parity ''-1''.<<set $resistance =$resistance-1>> <</if>> <<if visited("Bimbo-Pauline appears") and $resisted ==0>>You didn't resist ''Bimbo-<<print $you.femaleName>>'' ''-2''.<<set $resistance =$resistance-2>> <</if>> <<if $wetKiss==true>>''<<print $they.robertName>>'' kissed you ''-1''.<<set $resistance =$resistance-1>><</if>><> <div align="center">''<<print $resistance>>''/3</div> <<if $resistance gte 3>>You ''resisted'' ''<<print $they.davidName>>'s'' ''resisted'' influence.<<else>>You ''couldn't'' resist ''<<print $they.davidName>>'s'' influence.<><<set $auntie.Anger =0>><><</if>></div>''<<print $they.davidName>>'' looked at you, but you saw also the other eyes. Animal eyes, insect eyes. The eyes of various shapes and colors, and even the various patterns. The eyes that looked at the distant globes in distant times. The eyes that would watch even the whole humanity would be forgotten. The eyes that caused the whole stars shivering. And there was your will against such a power. You were just another broodmare. Another little element that would pass the sparkle of life in the endless Universe. You couldn't resist, could you? <<if $resistance gte 3>>But you clenched your teeth. "Fuck you, ''<<print $they.davidName>>''!" you hissed. "I'm not one of your bitches." ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' chuckled. Then he bowed comically. Beside his insolent smile, you noticed some respect in his eyes. "You're full of surprises, as always, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he said. "I have to say, I'm quite impressed. So... " he looked at ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. "Let's talk about your debt." The boy opened his mouth, but ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' wasn't really interested. "I'll get the stuff your mother bought for me one week ago. And we'll discuss the other terms later." <<if visited("Tell your parents")>>''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' face turned white. "I... I don't have it... I... threw it away." ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' thought for a moment. Then he looked at his people. They caught ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. "I did my best," he said and shrugged. Then he looked at you. "No second thoughts?" [[Ok, you would do that. You got on your knees. |You did it]] [[No way... (End of chapter)|Chapter 10 summary]] <<else>>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' sighed with a sudden relief. "Sure, I don't want it." He took the syringes from his mother's purses. One of ''<<print $they.davidName>>'s'' grabbed them. "That's the start. I'll call you. Sorry for your loss, anyway. Take care, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''." They left. Suddenly you felt extremely exhausted. You fell on the couch. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' couldn't do even that. He just sat on the floor.<div align="center">''The end of chapter 10.''</div> [[End for now! |Chapter 10 summary]] <</if>><<else>>Of course you couldn't. You still didn't want to do. Your mind was shouting and screaming, but there were forces more powerful than your brain cells. Even the most stubborn animals could be forced by the whip. To your despair, ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' didn't need the whip. [[You got on your knees. |You did it]] <</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' welcomed you with a warm smile. She gently kissed you, on your lips, then looked at you carefully. "Damn, girl, I thought you hated that bitch," she said. "A day harder than you thought it would be?" You shrugged. Definitely, there were better days that this one. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' sighed. "Damn, I was hoping that you would be in the more entertaining mood," she said. You could hear a disappointment in her voice. "I've planned some spicy schedule... But if you want talk, we can talk."[[You wanted to talk about it. |You wanted to talk about it]] [[You wanted to be with her. |Nah, you wanted to be with her right now]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You sighed. "The only good thing about that day is that this bitch is buried." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' looked at you surprised. "Wow, what a respect for the dead!" You shrugged. <<if visited("You stayed close at funeral")>>"And there's more. Do you know what I discovered? It turned out that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' earned the scholarship! He had enough money to pay for his school, but he still took my parents' money. He gave it to his mother!" ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' chuckled. "Just Catholic things!" "He lied to us! He uses us! I... I don't understand it. I mean... This whole situation is extremely difficult for me. He was my best friend! Then, after I was transformed, he loves me. He behaves differently. I behave differently too. But that... This... This whole situation... I... Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! It's like we turned into some fucking strangers! That we're different people who act us. I... Damn! I'm crying! I don't want to cry! I..." But you sobbed hopelessly.<<else>>"And well, do you remember our conversation about the ghosts? I saw one today." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' frowned. "Really? Who was that?" "''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' father. I found this fucker's body, I probably didn't tell you that. The drinking and the ground frost isn't the best mix for the winter evening. He fell asleep and woke up in Hell." "You're so calm about it." You winced. "He was a cunt. A coward that could be dangerous only if the other cunts would let him feel he had a power. And comparing to ''Auntie'', the neighbors or this fucking ''Bimbo'' that ''<<print $they.robertName>>'' created... Come on, it was an easy fight." You felt the growing irritation. You wanted to tell more. But ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' had the other plans.<</if>> "Wow, what a day," she whispered to your ear, then she kissed you on the cheek. "Let's make some good memories, ok?" She touched your neck and kissed you passionately. It wasn't really a conversation that you expected. Not every problem could be solved by hot, steamy sex. [[But... maybe you were worrying too much.|Little wild evening]] [[She didn't understand you and your needs. Not at all.|You weren't in mood for sex]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You wrapped your arms around ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' neck. You hugged her. You heard the beat of her heart. Her touch was healing. You wanted her to be close. You closed your eyes. You were enjoying her presence with the other senses. She giggled. She stroked your hair for a while. She held you strongly. She even hummed something. "My little, vulnerable flower," she whispered slyly. "Little, delicate daisy who needs to hide from this awful world..." She was mocking you a little which didn't really help you. Yeah, you wanted to be vulnerable and weak. You wanted to show your soft side. This day was exhausting. You dreamed about being safe. Instead, you got what you always got from ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' - the reminder that you were weak. "Let's find a place where you can hide," ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' proposed slyly. Her hand went lower. She caressed your left breast. "I think I have some toys you can play with..." She kissed you on your neck. You got wet.[[The wild evening.|Little wild evening]] [[You weren't in mood for sex.|You weren't in mood for sex]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You delicately, yet decidedly pushed ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' away. She pouted her lips, clearly impatient and disappointed. "Oh, I see," she said coldly. "Well, take care. I will call you later, ok?" "You don't have to leave," you answered weakly. "I've just..." "I get it, you need some time." She kissed you quickly and left, leaving you with your thoughts. You sadly thought how ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was immature. Even if she was trying to build something between you, she was looking mainly for sex. You wanted her here. You didn't want to be alone. You had her in your life, not only for happy moments. She understood most of your situation. Why didn't she have a little empathy for your feelings? You closed your eyes. You felt dizzy and weak. As always when you were nervous, your new anatomy felt somehow more real. You felt your nipples and the weight of your breasts. Your long hair was tickling your neck. You felt like a guest in your own life. And not the wanted one. <<if not visited("Tell your parents")>>You somehow fell... [[...asleep.|The dream about the zombie band]]<<else>>You somehow fell asleep. You slept long, but you had a little rest. And when you opened your eyes it turned out that something happened. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was in hospital. <div align="center">''The end of chapter 10.''</div>[[End for now!|Chapter 10 summary]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' tried hard to arrange this evening. She took you for a dinner in the fine place. She found also a jazz concert. Jazz wasn't really your music, but it was nice to spend an hour with live music. There was some magic in the air. After two beers you thought that the first serious quarrel between your parents was about Vivaldi. Music was a divine way to get people closer. You looked at ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' and smiled. She smiled back, happy that she could arrange the evening. You even kissed her. She hesitated a little, as always, and you felt this particular kind of sadness and anger about the homophobic society that made people repulsive in expressing their love. The feeling between you and her beautiful and it was natural to embrace it. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' made her best to pay back for this hesitation when you came to her home. She cared for the atmosphere. The sheets were soft, she bought some flowers, and lit the candles. She was kissing you deeply, even predatory. You were surprised by the fire in her eyes. She was massaging your crotch furiously, and you were moaning helplessly. You tried to retake the initiative, but she was clearly in the dominant mood. "I'd love to make things a little spicy," she said with a wry smile. She opened the drawer and took a little box. "You know the Parity from the worst side, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. I want you to explore the best experience in the Universe. Let's use some of them." She took a bunch of the poker chips that glimmering in the unnamed colors.[[You let her use the chips.|You used the chips]] [[You didn't need them.|You didn't use the chips]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You hesitated for a moment, then you smiled. "Sure, go on." You didn't need to repeat that. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' put the chip on your forehead. It was radiating the heat. It was alive... And as it was melting, he was sharing this life with you. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' didn't waste time. She started to kiss you and undress you when the chip was entered into your body. "Oh... Ooooh my God..." You weren't experienced in drugs. The weed smoked in the middle school didn't prepare you for that. You felt more. Especially when ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' focused on your nipples. You wriggled when she sucked them. There was something more. You were something more. You didn't actually see it, but you felt it. Your mind was passing through the borders of space and times. You felt the terible coldness of the lifeless Universe. You were the part of this great power that wanted to create a beauty and diversity on those rocky globes that circulated over the gas orbs. You were crying. You were crying with the joys of myriads of the creatures in the whole Universe that made the endless, cruel space something more... They created home. And your nipples were one of the cannal that you could provide life. You could feed someone. You were designed to that. It was your destinity and your joy. But there was an other cannal. ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' rubbed your clit. You were screaming from bliss and need. You loved the entire Universe. You were part of something beautiful. You were important. In fact, you were the most important in the whole Universe. And you knew that this living force that was passing the endless corner of matter was noticing you. This force loved you. And that love was overwhelming you. Yet, with a loud scream that would join to the waves of life in the whole Universe, you erupted from inside and from outside. It was really a cosmic orgasm.<div align="center">''The end of chapter 10.''</div>[[End for now!|Chapter 10 summary]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You shook your head. "I want you. Nothing less, nothing more." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' smiled. Damn, how beautiful she was when she laid next to you. When you were undressing her, you were getting more and more aroused. The tingle in your crotch felt almost like somebody was rubbing your clit. Almost, because when ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' touched it, you could feel the difference. But this time was long and sweet. You took the initiative, so you brought her a lot of joy. You licked her vigorously. Her quiet moans were turning your crazy. You wanted this moment to last. She was your whole world. All concerns and problems were somewhere else, far away, behind the wall of pleasure and joy. Of course, nothing lasts forever. <<if visited("Tell your parents")>>It turned out that this day wouldn't end like that. Your mother called. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was in hospital.<div align="center">''The end of chapter 10.''</div> [[End for now!|Chapter 10 summary]]<<else>>It was good that you had the memories of this afternoon, as at night you had another... [[...dream.|The dream about the zombie band]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><<if visited("Call the cops")>>You didn't tell your parents about ''<<print $they.davidName>>''. It seemed to be reckless, but you and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' wanted to think about the whole situation. Maybe you could use ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' help.<<else>>This day was just too long. You deserved the long, relaxing sleep. Unfortunately, your night was quite different.<</if>>It took you a while to get asleep. Then you had that dream. You heard the intercom, so you went to the hall to answer it. "Hi, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''! Can you help me with some stuff? The guys would be here at the minute!" Then you realized it. You were a boy! You looked at your reflection in the mirror. Damn, you were forgetting how you looked before the transformation! Seeing your own face was a shocking experience. You went downstairs. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' looked at you, surprised. "How did you turn back?" You wanted to answer, then you both felt it. The horrible smell of the decay and old petrol was overwhelming. You heard also the whirr of the old engine. You looked at the street. The carwreck was aproaching slowly. With its crushed body it shouldn't move at all. Then it stopped next to you. You wanted to scream, but you were frozen. Four people stepped out of the car. Their crushed bodies looked horrible. They barely moved. One of the people didn't have a face anymore, just a mess of decaying muscles and the spot of the stained blood. The rest looked a little better, but still you saw the damages they died many years ago. The band passed you by without the word. One of the members, black-haired boy without the jaw, stopped and looked at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. There was some tension in his gaze of watery, cloudy eyes. But it was just a few second. The whole band went to the bulding. When you looked at ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', your shock was even bigger. He was a girl again! Then you woke up rapidly. Your father was screaming. <div align="center">''The end of chapter 10.''</div>[[End for now!|Chapter 10 summary]]

[[The trip ahead]]

[[Chap11 meeting with Caroline]] [[Chap11 meeting with Martha]] [[Your father wants to talk with you]] [[The conversation with Justin]]

[[You told Justin about David]] [[You avoid the paranormal subject]]

[[You told him you're cursed in some way]] [[You didn't tell him about the Parity]]

[[Chapter11 evening]]

[[You told Justin about David]] [[You didn't talk about it much]]

[[Chapter11 evening]]

[[You told your father about the money]] [[You didn't tell your father about the money]] [[You told your father about the paranormal phenomena]] [[You didn't tell him much about the paranormal]]

[[You told your father about the paranormal phenomena]] [[You didn't tell him much about the paranormal]]

[[Chapter11 evening]]

[[Chapter 11 summary]]

[[You went with her]] [[She doesn't agree to go]] [[She agreed to go]] [[You wanted more details]] [[You didn't want to go with Caroline]]

[[You need an alcohol]] [[Maybe you'd use some chips]] [[Fuck this shit!]] [[Let's go with earning]]

[[You didn't want to go with Caroline]] [[You went with her]]

[[PMS]]

[[You went with her]] [[You wanted more details]] [[You went to the field]]

[[You went with her]] [[She agreed to go]] [[You wanted more details]] [[You went to the field]]

[[Fuck this shit!]] [[Let's go with earning]]

[[PMS]]

[[Let's go with earning]]

[[You can get the blowjob]] [[One for sure is enough]] [[More is better]]

[[More]] [[That's more than enough chap11]]

[[More]] [[One for sure is enough]]

[[You can get the blowjob]] [[One for sure is enough]] [[More is better]]

[[Offer Martha to go]] [[Tell her about the evening with Caroline]] [[Tell her about zombie dream]] [[Tell her that Justin knows]] [[Don't tell more]]

[[Martha agreed to go]] [[Martha didn't agree to go]]

[[Chapter 11 summary]]

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<><<set $count = $count+1>><>Your mother can have problems with re-election because of your actions.<div align="center"><h2>Chapter 11</h2></div>It was your first time when you rode the police car. It was an unpleasant experience. The lack of door handles and the slippery, plastic upholstery didn't make you feel comfortable. The strong smell of the air freshener caused you a headache. The policemen took your cell phones, so you couldn't contact your parents. You were scared. The drugs were serious business. First time after your eighteen's birthday you felt fear that your age wouldn't protect you from the law. The policemen weren't harsh. They explained that you weren't arrested, but you needed to answer some question. When you asked if it was an interrogation, they explained that it wasn't the term. You were sure that they wouldn't be so kind if ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was alone. But you two were well-dressed, as you came back from the funeral. Anyway, your fear was greater as you came to police station and the policewoman searched you. She was harsh and brutal. In the meantime, the other woman checked you ID. She looked at you carefully, then she checked your ID the second time. "I need to call my parents," you said again. "They will be worried about me." "No talking!" the policewoman who searched you hissed. But the second woman smiled at you. They locked you in the small room that stank with chlorine. It had only a small window under the roof. You were glad that you were alone. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' had less luck. He was locked with some guys who looked dangerous. You heard that there were some women in the other room. Well, probably you experienced those famous double standards. You regretted that you didn't have a watch. You didn't know how much time you were locked, alone with your thoughts and listening the sounds from the corridor. Then they let you out. It turned out that the policewoman who checked your ID called your mother. It turned out also that your mother was aware that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' mother used drugs. She was present when the kind, young policeman asked you and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' some questions, then he annouced that you could go home. "I will be calmer if you spend a night with us," your mother said. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' nodded, however it wasn't really an invitation. But yeah, that day finally ended... [[The next day.|The trip ahead]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><div align="center"><h2>Chapter 11</h2></div>Damn, you probably were high. You didn't really have the experiences with drugs (weed was the strongest thing you ever used), but those chips were really good stuff. When you left ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' apartment, you suddenly felt exposed, but it wasn't completely unpleasant feeling. You were watched by somebody... or something. When you were going to the bus stop, you looked around, but you couldn't identify the watcher. You were smiling at people, and some of them smiled back at you. The sudden realization came when you got out of your bus. You looked at the sky and gasped. You stopped so rapidly that the old man ran into you. You stepped forward. You entered the park. Then you sat on the grass. After the moment you laid down and looked up. The sky was shining. And living. You saw the countless colors and sparks and you knew that every single one was alive. Some of them were distant, but some of them looked so close that if you reached your hand you could touch them... You reached your hand and gasped. It was shining too. It looked like it was built with the little bricks... No, not bricks. From chips. The poker chips. You didn't have time to process that. Something moved in the sky and your eyes followed it. It was bigger than the sparkling flashes. It had a shape, however you couldn't really name it. But you named some parts of it as the eyes (many, many eyes) and legs or hands (even more than eyes). The creature was gliding through shining surface of the sky. It was moving in the strange way. Once it was closer, then receded. It dived. But it wasn't the only action. You realized that the sparks tried to escape its eyes and hands. Those which were too close were rearanged. Some of the sparkles faded, the other changed color. "There's no new life without destroying the old one," you whispered. You saw the neighbors, you saw what they did in their endless journey through the stream of life in the lifeless Universe. You laughed. You laughed loudly. You were more than awared of your transformed anatomy. The fresh memories from ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'s'' apartment were really vivid. You felt your breasts and vagina, you felt all the differences. You knew what they meant. But still they seemed so meaningless when you thought about the different possibilities. You laughed again. "The divers". What the arrogance... Gender change was so silly, so unimportant... Sure, the reproduction was important. The bricks that neighbors played with had to be alive... Then one of the shapes above you stopped and you saw the endless eyes that were focusing on you.[[You felt fascination.|The fascination]] [[You were scared.|The fear]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You froze in pure terror. The touch of this distant, foreign mind was delicate, yet you were sure that you would feel if you didn't sit already. You barely could notice on the appearance of the creature that looked at you. You wanted to flee, but you couldn't move. You were completely exposed. The countless eyes stared at you. It was probably the worst moment in your life. Then, without a warning, everything faded. You felt terribly dizzy. You closed your eyes and threw up. It sobered you in the moment. You vomited again. To your surprise, the liquid that came out of your body was colorful. It was similar to the poker chips. You stood up. You knew that the sky would be normal, but still you didn't have enough courage to look up. You desperately wanted to go home. When you got some balance, you ran. You didn't stop until you get to the building. Then you raced upstairs. When you closed the door behind you, you calmed down a little. You felt exhausted. You forced yourself to clean the teeth, then you went to bed. The vision was so surreal that you weren't sure if you were just high.[[The next day.|The trip ahead]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You felt no fear. The powerful mind touched you delicately, still you could feel its power. You felt so overwhelmed that you could barely see. Yet you felt the stream of force that went through your body and soul. Then you felt the tingling. You looked at yourself and gasped. You were shining. Literally. Your body didn't look solid anymore. It looked like liquid or plasma, and it was shining in thousand unnamed colors. It felt so good that you moaned. Then your vision stopped rapidly. You were you. And you were sitting on the moist grass. You stood up. You felt good. Really good. You weren't really tired, but when you came home, you went to bed immediately. You woke up refreshed. The vision was so surreal that you weren't sure if you were just high.[[The next day. |The trip ahead]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $justinKnows=true>><>When ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' left, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' started to shake. As you felt overwhelmed and exhausted, you barely noticed it. You felt exposed and hurt. The first you could do was to curtain the window. Later, when you thought about it, you weren't able to explain why you did it, but when you did it, you felt a little safer. You slowly went to the coach. You felt cold and ill. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' still was talking something, but you didn't recognize the words. You were just looking at him, blinking. Then you took his hand. You both laid on the couch and covered yourselves with a blanket. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was whispering something to you, he kept repeating your name, but you just couldn't focus. You hugged him and heard his heartbeat. You didn't know how long you were in that position. Time seemed to pass somewhere else. The warmth of your bodies slowly calmed you both. Then you finally started to follow ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' words. He just couldn't stop talking. His voice was hoarse and quite. "I don't know what happened. It's so fucked up, I... I couldn't move. Why the fuck I couldn't move?" Then he stopped rappidly and sat on the couch. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''... Can you see it?" He pointed the window. Yes, you could see it. But he shouldn't. The view sobbered you immedietaly. The strange light of many shades and colors that you couldn't name was penetrating through the curtains. "What the hell?" ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' stepped forward. Then he started to choke. He desperately tried to breathe. Finally, he threw up the round object that shone in the similar, unnatural way. And ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' saw it. He fell on his knees with disbelief and fear on his face. The poker chip was malting. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was looking at ith with a fascination. The he looked at you. "What the hell?" he repeated. Well, that was a good question. Apparently, one of the rules of the Parity was broken.[[You pretended you saw nothing.|Pretend you didn't see]] <<sneaky $display>> [[You admitted you saw it.|Say something]] <<quick $display>>

<><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>> <<set $backto = "Say something">><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You bit your lips. Great, just great. But it was useless to make him think that he was crazy. "Don't worry about it," you said quietly. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked at you with a surprise and relief on his face. "You see? It's fading already." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked again at the window. You hoped that after the lights vanished, he would forget about it. You didn't want to bother yourself with another mystery to solve. But, of course, he didn't forget. He looked at you with a concern. "What's happening?" You felt the urge to laugh. What was happening? <<if visited("You did it")>>You were fucked by ''<<print $they.davidName>>'', for a start! Because of some drug debts! And ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' didn't even ask how you felt!<<else>>Well, being nearly fucked by ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' was a story to tell, for a start!<</if>> And the whole situation? Your transformation? The ''Auntie'' and the Parity itself? You didn't know how to start! You never thought you had to tell the story, to explain it to somebody who wasn't the student at ''Rosset''. "Don't be sad that you couldn't move," you said. "It could be much worse, believe me." You thought that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' could be forced to rape you, for example, and you froze from that thought. The stake you were gambling were extremaly high. "I know you're tired and... and much more than that," ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' said. "But I hope you'd explain it to me... someday." You shrugged. "Yeah, probably. Yes, I think so." "It... It will be ok if I walk you home?" Yeah, you didn't want to be alone, so you let him.[[The next day.|The trip ahead]]

<><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>><<set $backto = "Pretend you didn't see">><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You blinked several times. "You see this, right?" ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' asked desperately. You closed your eyes. "''<<print $they.justinName>>'', leave me alone... please, you said quietly. You had enough experience for one day. "Right... Sorry... So sorry..." When you opened your eyes, you saw him observing the melting poker chip. But you had this musky taste of cum in your throat. You went to the kitchen and took a long sip of vodka, which you found on the shelf. You spat in the sink, then you drank some of it. You found the cucumber in the fridge, so you ate it. It killed the taste effectively. <<if visited("You were mad on him")>>All what happened was ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' fault. You felt the increasing anger. He stole money, he gave his mother that money for drugs. He was responsible for everything that happened.<<else>>What the fuck was wrong with your life? Why such things did happen to you? You felt the tears gathering in your eyes.<</if>> Everything was so dark and gloomy. And ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' seemed to be focused not on the fact that you were forced to sex (you couldn't even think the word "rape"), because he looked at the supernatural chips he was somehow able to see! Damn. Damn. Damn. When ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' joined you, he looked as bad as you felt. "It... It will be ok if I walk you home?" Yeah, you didn't want to be alone, so you let him.[[The next day.|The trip ahead]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><<set $justinKnows=true>><><div align="center"><h2>Chapter 11</h2></div>Calling an ambulance was one thing. Persuading the crew to take the ill in hospital was a different story... And being admitted to the hospital was like the miracle. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was beaten enough for the crew of the ambulance. He was unconscious, so they brought him to the nearest hospital. But when he came back to his senses, he sat in the emergency room with everyone else. The emergency room looked like a waiting room in the devastated station. A quarter of the people there were clearly drunk. Some of people waiting here were contracted with pain, waiting there for hours to see a doctor. Most people there were old - the retirees had time to wait for dozen of hours to get the help. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' didn't bleed anymore, but he probably had a broken nose. He bought the bandage in the pharmacy nearby. He didn't move much, but his eyes were wide-opened. <<if visited("You won't do that")>>"Go home, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he said another time. "No way," you answered. He was in this state because of you. It was stupid thought, of course, because the only solution was to be raped by ''<<print $they.davidName>>''... But you still felt remorse. "I'm sorry, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''," he said quietly. "I didn't want to put you in danger." "We can talk about it later." He shook his head. "No. I need to talk now. Later... I will be to scared... Or too embarrassed. ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''... This guy..." <<if visited("Confront Justin")>>"''<<print $they.davidName>>''."<<else>>''<<print $they.davidName>>''.<</if>> "''<<print $they.davidName>>''. I... It's something weird about him. And... It's something weird about you too." You froze. "You're shining sometimes. Both of you. I can't name the colors, but... It's something weird. And scary..." He continued after the moment. You noticed tears in his eyes. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''... I don't mind the pain. I got used to it. But if this man wanted to hurt you... I wouldn't stop him. There is something... dark about him." Being helpless always was frustrating for ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. Damn, he could die there, and he was crying because he wasn't able to defend you... Damn, there were 3 dangerous grown-up men there! It wasn't his fault!<<else>>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' didn't want to speak much. "Sorry for bothering you. But I didn't know when or if get home today." "What happened?" <<if visited("Confront Justin")>>"''<<print $they.davidName>>'' happened. He wanted money for my mother's drugs. But I threw them away, so... Well, I need to pay him back."<<else>>"There is that guy... ''<<print $they.davidName>>''. He sold the drugs to my mother... and he wanted it back... Well, I need to get some money for him.." <<if $justinConnection == true>>''<<print $they.davidName>>''<<else>>You didn't know why that news didn't surprise you. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' seemed to be so close... <</if>><</if>> "There's something weird about him. There are some... colors around him. And there's something dark. I didn't really feel anything evil, not real sinister evil. But there's something evil around him. I see the colors, but I can't name them. They are different. And..." - he hesitated for a moment - "I see them sometimes around you."<</if>> Those colors... ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' knew... ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' saw... You felt a sudden fear.[[He needed rest.|Justin needs rest]] <<careful $display>> [[You listened to him.|Hear him out]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>"What... What do you mean?" you asked quietly. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' hesitated for a moment. "I... I can't really explain it," he admitted. "It's just the feeling. When this guy... ''<<print $they.davidName>>''... is around, I feel like not everything around was real. That I was on some kind of the stage..." You froze. "And there's some kind... I don't know... An obstacle. Something that separates me from the reality. Something is covered..." He wouldn't use the word. Please. He wouldn't use the word. "The curtain," he said. "That was the word." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' looked at you. There was so much pain in his eyes. "Let's go. I won't get help here. I don't think I broke something. I just want to sleep. This day is far too long anyway..." "Let's give them some more time." He sighed with resignation and closed his eyes. You got lost in your thoughts about the meaning of his awarness. You waited 30 more minutes, but you got no help. Finally, you agreed with ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. Maybe his nose wasn't broken... You called your father. Your father came after fifteen minutes. He didn't ask questions. He just assured you that he'd be for you when you would need him. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' spent night in your apartment.[[The next day.|The trip ahead]]

<><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>> <<set $backto = "Justin needs rest">><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You took ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' hand. You saw the suffering and fear in his eyes. You didn't see him like that for years. He didn't control himself anymore. You felt how his whole body was shivering. You heard his accelerated heart beat. He was so weak and vulnerable. You wanted to comfort him. You wanted to say that everything would be OK. But it would be a poor lie. You felt a growing fear. Everything was so fucked up. "''<<print $you.femaleName>>''..." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' started. You put your finger on his mouth. "I know, ''<<print $they.justinName>>''," you said quietly. "<<if visited("You won't do that")>>You couldn't help me there. Let it go.<<else>>Let it go.<</if>>" That was one thing he never could. "But, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''..." "''<<print $they.justinName>>'', please. I don't want to talk about it. Not now. We both are tired." He nodded. "Sure, I'm sorry. I've just... I've just wanted to understand... I don't know what's happening..." You hugged him. You knew much more and it still didn't help. You waited 30 more minutes, but you got no help. Finally, you agreed with ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. Maybe his nose wasn't broken... You called your father. Your father came after fifteen minutes. He didn't ask questions. He just assured you that he'd be for you when you would need him. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' spent night in your apartment.[[The next day.|The trip ahead]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><><div align="center"><h2>Chapter 11</h2></div>Your father couldn't calm down. He turned all the lights on in the whole apartment. Your mother asked him to lay down, but he shook his head and kept walking nervously. You realized that you both shared the same dream when he took off the photo of his high school friend and hid it into the drawer. He drank the strong, black tea and his hands finally stopped shivering. "I'm so sorry," he said to you and your mother. "I didn't mean to wake you up. But..." He sighed. "I've never had such vivid nightmare. Geez, I almost can... smell it..." Yeah, you too. The odor of decay wasn't strong, but still noticeable. <<if visited("Call the cops")>>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' quickly went back to your room. You saw that he was concerned.<<else>>Your father checked the locks third time.<</if>>[[You pretended that nothing happened.|Pretend that nothing happened]] [[You confessed you had that dream too.|Confess you had that dream too]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You tried to smile. "Dad..." you started. Then you sighed. "Don't worry. They won't get there." It wasn't the best line to start the conversation. Your father blinked several times. "Sweetie, what are you talking about?" You shrugged. "I know what you were dreaming about. I dreamed it too." Your father sat down on his bed. He looked calmer. Your mother looked at you with the scepticism. "The bad dreams happen. Can we come back to bed?" You shrugged again. "Sure we can. Good night." You kissed your father on the cheek. He looked a little embarrassed, yet he was curious. But as you exchanged glances, you understood each other without words. Later. When mother wouldn't be there. So, you came back to bed. <<if visited("Call the cops")>>''<<print $they.justinName>>'' was sleeping. There was something soothing in his calm sleep. He was even smiling a little. As you laid down, you fell asleep immidietaly.<<else>>But you weren't so sure that falling asleep was a good idea. You were afraid of your dreams. But it turned out that there were no nightmares for you.<</if>>[[The next day.|The trip ahead]]

<><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>> <<set $backto = "Pretend that nothing happened">><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You nodded and came back to bed. Obviously, the dreams meant something. Clearly, your father was somehow affected... But you didn't want to talk about it right now. It would be plenty occasions for that later. You winced. Damn. At least a dozen students changed their gender every year in your school. Wasn't it enough? Why were you stuck in some kind of Stephen King's novel. You wondered if the finale would be better. Zombie best friends... You sighed. Definitely, you needed some relax before you would figure it out.[[The next day. |The trip ahead]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $people=0>><<set $topics=0>><<if visited("Caroline's plan about David") or visited("Caroline's plan about Robert")>><<set $topics=$topics+1>><<set $people=1>><</if>> <<if visited("Dorothy shows up")>><<set $topics=$topics+1>><</if>> <<if $martha.Attraction==1>><<set $topics=$topics+1>><<set $people=1>><</if>> <<if visited("Start in hospital") or visited("Start in appartment")>><<set $topics=$topics+1>><</if>> <<if visited("You heard what Claudia said to Justin")>><<set $topics=$topics+1>><</if>><><div class="hintboxOwn">You unlocked <<print $topics>>/''5'' topics.</div>The next day, after school, you came with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. He organized the trip in the beginning of May. There were two festivals, the International Workers' Day and the Constitution Day two days later. Both of them weren't really celebrated by people in your country, but as they were public holidays, the elongate weekend was an excuse for drinking and barbeque. As the final exams in high schools came after, high school students below the senior year had additional three free days. You planned the trip with ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' (well, ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' then) several months earlier, but you didn't think about it after your transformation. It turned out that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' didn't forget about it. <<if visited("The dream about the zombie band")>>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' didn't remember his dream. He admitted that it was probably something bad, but he laughed at your story. <<elseif visited("You didn't confront Justin") or visited("You confronted Justin")>>You didn't tell him about ''<<print $they.davidName>>''. You just... couldn't. You felt almost physical pain when you thought about it. And well, he wanted to speak about the future, not the past.<<else>>You didn't tell him about your vision. When you were thinking about it now, it seemed that you just overused.<</if>> "We won't climb on the mountains for all the time," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' said with the confidence of the organizer. "Your condition isn't the best, and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' couldn't stand your cries for help. And you're too heavy to carry you all the time." You rolled your eyes. "Thank God you keep thinking about my needs!" you snapped back. "You literary save my life. All the time!" "Yeah, all the time." You thought about the trip you had 2 years earlier. Damn, it was a whole different era. Of course, you and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' changed in the most obvious way, but everyone changed. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' wanted to be a priest then, and now <<if visited("Justin and Claudia broke up")>>was after the serious relationship with ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''<<if visited("Midnight making out")>>, not mentioning the sex you had with him.<<else>>.<</if>><<else>>he was in the serious relationship with ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''. And she would go with you on that trip which didn't really make you happy.<</if>> And ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' changed too. <<if visited("Dorothy shows up")>>You thought about her current state. She could be healthy physically, but still she was broken.<<else>>She wouldn't go with you, which was the solid change as well. Surprisingly, you had the mixed feelings about her absence. It was strange to think that she would no longer be a part of such project.<</if>> ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was in good mood. You guessed that he waited for a physical challenge after the transformation. He was the strongest part of the party. <<if $people==1>>"I can't wait!" he exclaimed. "The team is just perfect! <<if visited("Justin and Claudia broke up")>>When I think that ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' was going to go with us... Well, she obviously has a lot of advantages, but... Well, I didn't really see her there.<<else>>''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' may be hard, but it's up to ''<<print $they.justinName>>''.<</if>>" But you thought about somebody else. Those trips were important, because there were an important people around you. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' took ''Alina''. So maybe you could take... <><<if visited("Caroline's plan about David") or visited("Caroline's plan about Robert")>>[[$they.carlFemaleName|Propose Caroline]] <</if>><<if $martha.Attraction==1>>[[$they.marthaFemaleName|Propose Martha]]<</if>><><<else>><<if $topics gt 0>><<if visited("Dorothy shows up")>>"Are you sure that taking ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' is a good idea?" you asked. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' smiled wryly. "Sure it is. She wants to go and she has a right to go. What's your problem about it?" His smile became more and more insolent. You rolled your eyes. "Oh, come on, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''. I know that look. The world doesn't meet your expectations again." [[It pissed you off.|Oppose Dorothy]]<<elseif visited("Start in hospital") or visited("Start in appartment")>>You sighed. "I don't want to ruin your day, but we need to talk about ..." [[$they.justinName|Tell Olivier that Justin knows]]<<elseif visited("You heard what Claudia said to Justin")>>You sighed. "I don't want to ruin your day, but we need to talk about ..."[[$they.justinName|The matter of Claudia]]<</if>><<else>>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' took ''Alina'', so it was another proof that their relationship was getting serious. You had some problem to accept that, but you weren't really a side. You knew that ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' wouldn't listen to your argument. You didn't want to be called a jelaous princess, so you didn't start that topic. <div align="center">''Unfortunately, it's the end of this update! If you're no longer my Patron, please send me an e-mail: [email protected], and I will give you the rest of the chapter 11 as soon as I realease it!''</div><</if>><</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''. Yeah, why not. "I want to invite ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>''," you sad loudly. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' didn't look surprised. He pouted his lips. "I expected that shit," he answered. "No. Fucking. Way. Just adopt a puppy from the shelter. You're too good for him in school." "She isn't so bad." "He would have said that about you. I can imagine it. You became ''<<print $they.robertName>>'s'' whore as they planned and your master would share you with him sometimes. Come on, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''!" His face reddened. "I haven't commented it before! It's not that you have empathy everyday... But that's bullshit! He's messing with your head! He isn't your friend, ''<<print $you.maleName>>''! He didn't change at all. He just lost. And you should be grateful for that!"[[Ok, he had a point.|Ok she won't go]] <<careful $display>> [[Fuck it. She would go!|You were tough]] <<forceful $display>>

<><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>> <<set $backto = "You were tough">><<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>"I'm not going to marry her," you said. "That's just a trip. You'll have ''Alina'', I don't expect you to spend time with her." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' scoffed. "No fucking way. You heard me." <<if $approaches.contains(4)>>"And you heard me. I don't ask for your permission. Everything is so fucked up. We need allies. ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>''... ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' was the son of the bitch, but she knows a lot about the Parity. We aren't just hugged kids, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. We're deep in that shit." He looked at you. "Fine!"<><<set $carolineTrip = true>><><<else>>"And you heard me. I don't ask for your permission..." "No!" he shouted. "No! I don't agree! He's not going!" "Be reasonable." "Fuck you! He's not going! It's me or him!" You looked at him, surprised. "Ok. You," you said calmly. "Always you." He sighed with relief. "I'm scared, <<if $beAgirl==true>>''<<print $you.femaleName>>''<<else>>''<<print $you.maleName>>''<</if>>," he confessed. "I want to trust you. I trust you for most of the time. But sometimes... I'm scared that ''Auntie'' messes up with you. And ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' uses that." You shrugged. "It's still me." He was quiet for a moment. "Thank God."<</if>> <<if visited("Dorothy shows up")>>You thought for a moment. "So, as we speak about people who shouldn't be trusted... I don't think that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' should go with us." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' rolled his eyes. "Wow, you wanted to invite ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'', but you're against ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''?" "You really can't just hear me out, can you?" [[It pissed you off.|Oppose Dorothy]]<<elseif visited("Start in hospital") or visited("Start in appartment")>>You thought for a moment. "Changing the subject... I think we have a problem. With..." [[$they.justinName|Tell Olivier that Justin knows]]<<elseif visited("You heard what Claudia said to Justin")>>"Speaking about the trust... I think we have a problem. With..."[[$they.justinName|The matter of Claudia]]<<else>><div align="center">''Unfortunately, it's the end of this update! If you're no longer my Patron, please send me an e-mail: [email protected], and I will give you the rest of the chapter 11 as soon as I realease it!''</div><</if>>

<><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>> <<set $backto = "Ok she won't go">><<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>Ok, maybe he was right. Not about everything, but maybe it wouldn't be worth risking. "Fine," you said and shrugged. The relief that you saw on ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' face surpised you. "Finally!" he exclaimed. "Sometimes I worry that ''Auntie'' still messes with your head." You pouted your lips. "No, I'm just naive." "You have some other advantages." <<if visited("Dorothy shows up")>>You thought for a moment. "So, as we speak about people who shouldn't be trusted... I don't think that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' should go with us." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' smiled. "Wow, you wanted to invite ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'', but you're against ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''?" "You really can't just hear me out, can you?" [[It pissed you off.|Oppose Dorothy]]<<elseif visited("Start in hospital") or visited("Start in appartment")>>You thought for a moment. "Changing the subject... I think we have a problem. With..." [[$they.justinName|Tell Olivier that Justin knows]]<<elseif visited("You heard what Claudia said to Justin")>>"Speaking about the trust... I think we have a problem. With..."[[$they.justinName|The matter of Claudia]]<<else>><div align="center">''Unfortunately, it's the end of this update! If you're no longer my Patron, please send me an e-mail: [email protected], and I will give you the rest of the chapter 11 as soon as I realease it!''</div><</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You felt the sudden wave of the irritation. "Yeah, imagine, that I have emotions and the right to express them!" you snarled. "And I don't want to spend time with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' if I don't have to." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' shrugged. "Ok, I get that," he said. "And I respect that." You snorted. "And I won't push you to do that. She seems to be excited about that trip... But also I suspect that she just wants to be there to mock you. You aren't good at girl skills, and she'll be even more than happy to point that out." "Oh, so now you want to protect me from her if I apply too much make-up? Geez, thanks! You're a real savior," you teased. But he smiled wryly. "I was rather thinking about you wake up in the stain of blood because your pad moved," he said calmly. You blushed and you hated yourself for that. "I made a math. Of course, those connections between period and Moon month is a bullshit that clearly men invented, but as you're not pregnant, it will probably be your time. So, yeah, your comfort is important to me." "Thank you," you mumbled. You felt uncomfortable to discuss that. "On the other hand, she wants to hang out with people. She wants to go out. This is a progress I waited for a really long time. She sounded so... so healthy..." "You didn't meet her recently, did you?" "No, she's busy... Why?" he looked at you carefully.[[You told him about the bet about your sex life. |Tell Olivier about the bet]] [[You didn't tell him. You just didn't want her to go. |You just don't want to see her]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You sighed. "She sounds healthy, because she's healthy," you said. "At least, physically." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' lit another cigarette. He wasn't surprised, but you were sure that he didn't know it earlier. Well, obviously everyone could get used to the supernatural phenomena if it kept occurring so often. "What did she do?" he asked quietly. "She bet on the sexual activity with the poker chips and she won enough chips to transform herself." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' nodded. "I'm the worst person to judge her, but still... Damn, where are the times when we just lived our lives?" he said and you noticed the tension and exhaustion on his face. "So, my help was worthless, I suppose. I would help her more if I fucked around with random chicks and guys. But, she's fine, so what the difference..." You heard a bitterness in his voice. "But she could tell, at least," he added after the moment. Well, you told him many times that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' was ungrateful bitch, didn't you? You shook his hand. "You're a good friend," you said. He winced. "I try to be." You sighed. "She bet on me," you admitted quietly. "On me and ''<<print $they.justinName>>''." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' eyes bulged out. Then he smiled widely. "I shouldn't be surprised, as I saw he was looking at you, but... Damn, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' scored at the first date? ''<<print $they.justinName>>''?" he chuckled. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh, it's not about you, but... But ''<<print $they.justinName>>''?!" He laughed and he laughed a little too loudly. You suspected that he tried to change the subject. He uncovered himself about ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'', so he wanted to distract you. But it could wait. "So what about ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''?" you asked him sternly. He winced, then he shrugged. "As I said, I care for your comfort. Honestly. Still I think that... she should be there if she wants," he said it with a little hesitation. "But it's up to you. Do you want her to go?"[[Yes.|Dorothy can go]] [[No.|You are still against Dorothy on the trip]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You shrugged. "Nothing, I was just curious," you said. You didn't want to tell him about the night spent with ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. You were more than sure that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' would tell everybody, especially if she would go on the trip. "You worry to much about her," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' said. "Life goes on. Maybe she won't be your closest friend, but she's still in the team." "Is she?" you asked sarcastically. "I don't know what do you see in her. I have at least one excuse. I wanted to fuck her." "You loved her," he corrected with a wry smile. "But it didn't work, that's all. Sure, maybe our friendship with her will end... Probably will end soon. But it won't happen because of me. And I want to have our four in one place. I miss old times." You rolled your eyes. You lost. She would go, whatever you said. "Fine, as you wish." He smiled. "You would spend more time with ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', that's all." <<if visited("Start in hospital") or visited("Start in appartment")>>''<<print $they.justinName>>''. Another problem.... You sighed. "Yeah, ''<<print $they.justinName>>''... We have a problem. A problem with ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' and ''Auntie''." [[He knows.|Tell Olivier that Justin knows]]<<elseif visited("You heard what Claudia said to Justin")>>''<<print $they.justinName>>''. You thought about the money that stole from your parents and you felt sad. Of course, he did it when you were a boy. You were certain - or maybe you just wanted to believe in it - that he wouldn't do that if you were a girl longer. You even thought that maybe if you were transformed during your fresh year, maybe your life and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' life would go in the different (better?) direction. That sudden thought made you sad a little and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' noticed it. "What happened?" he asked. You sighed. [[You told him about the money.|The matter of Claudia]]<<else>><div align="center">''Unfortunately, it's the end of this update! If you're no longer my Patron, please send me an e-mail: [email protected], and I will give you the rest of the chapter 11 as soon as I realease it!''<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You rolled your eyes. "We both would probably regret this," you said with a deep sigh, "but yeah, let's be better people than she deserves." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' smiled a little. "Ok, I'll tell her. It's a good thing to do, I guess..." You smiled back. "But!" you exclaimed. "I have a one condition." He raised his eyebrows. "Oh?" "You said that you would care about my comfort." "Did I?" he said playfully. "Yes, you did! So, I expect you would really care about my comfort. That you will be kind as I know you can!" "You're such a princess," he teased, then he chuckled. "Sure I will." You were joking for a while, but soon the atmosphere changed again. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' looked at you seriously. "Speaking about comfort..." he said. "You had sex with ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. So..." You shrugged. "So?" "So he's serious about you. There are people who live in the 21st century and sex is just normal for them... And there's ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' who at least imagines you as his bride. So... " "So?" you repeated, irritated again. "Will you be together? Will you be his steady girlfiend?" You froze for a moment.[[Yeah, you guess...|Probably you'll be Justin's girlfriend]] [[Of course not. It was one night, no lifetime access to your vagina.|It was a rough night nothing more]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You bit your lip. You thought about ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' in the good and bad moments. Then you looked down at yourself. At your breasts and the long hair. You thought about your weaknesses and fuck-ups. You thought how vulnerable you were. You needed relax. You needed a space to get your guard off. ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'', the healthy ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'', was the last person you wanted to see. "I don't want her there," you said quietly. You closed your eyes for a moment, and took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. I know what you were doing. I know how devoted friend you are. You're a better person than me." "It's not so hard, believe me." You rolled your eyes. "I need a rest. We both need. We won't relax with her around. You know that. But you want me to make that choice, so I would be a spoiled brat, and you the helpless idealist." He shrugged, but he said nothing. You smiled wryly. "You're a coward and a hypocryte," you said playfully. "If you say so, princess." You joked for a moment, but the serious matters didn't end. Finally, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' looked at you seriously. "One more thing..." he said. "You had sex with ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. So..." You shrugged. "So?" "So he's serious about you. There are people who live in the 21st century and sex is just normal for them... And there's ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' who at least imagines you as his bride. So... " "So?" you repeated, irritated. "Will you be together? Will you be his steady girlfiend?" You froze for a moment.[[Yeah, you guess...|Probably you'll be Justin's girlfriend]] [[Of course not. It was one night, no lifetime access to your vagina.|It was a rough night nothing more]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You hesitated for a moment. "''<<print $they.justinName>>''... He didn't say that he earned the scholarship. He still took money from my father for his schools. His mother bought drugs for that money." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' nodded. "Yeah, it was unbelievable that he didn't get money for his grades. He's fucking genius." Then he shrugged. He didn't look shocked or even surprised. "Is this... everything you would say about that?" He frowned. "What else? Maybe his mother killed herself faster because of that money. If so, it would be the best money spent ever. What?" Your jaw dropped. "He lied to me. He used my parents' generosity." <<if visited("You confronted Justin")>><<if visited("You were mad on him")>>You were still angry at him.<<else>>Maybe you understood his motives, but ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' calmness surprised you.<</if>><<else>>You didn't confront ''<<print $they.justinName>>'', so you didn't know his motivations, but his actions hurt you anyway.<</if>>"Did you talk with your father about it? You know... Literally it's his money, not yours. As you are rich kid..." You rolled your eyes. "A spoiled princess?" you interupted, and he grinned. "You said so! My point is - you don't know how lack of money is humiliating. If I had some money, it would be hard to not help my parents. They would spend it on the Pope, not on the drugs, but I don't judge the addictions..." "I didn't expect that you would defend him." "I know how to be poor, I guess. But it isn't ok, of course, and I get why you're mad. So is he, as he confessed..." You scoffed. "He didn't. I know it because of ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>''." And you told him the story. To your surprise, he smiled wryly. "So, she wanted to be fair with you. Well, well, well. What the plot twist. What do you think about her now?"[[She should mind her own business.|She didn't know when to stop]] [[Well, she was honest.|Well she was honest]]

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You sighed. "I think I misjudged her," you admitted. "I don't know if I reacted in the same way if I was her. Sure, she's still an arrogant bitch, but, at least, she's honest." <<if visited("Justin and Claudia broke up")>>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' shrugged. "Well, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' doesn't have more parents to bury, so you probably would never know if you had a chance to get new bestie," he said. "Oh, what a pity!" you exclaimed.<<else>>"You'll have a lot of time to talk with her during our trip," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' said lightly. You rolled your eyes. "Yeah, that's exactly what I need right now," you muttered.<</if>> But you had to admit that ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' seriously treated her values and beliefs. Or maybe, on the other hand, she just forced the other people to follow their rules.<div align="center">''Unfortunately, it's the end of this update! If you're no longer my Patron, please send me an e-mail: [email protected], and I will give you the rest of the chapter 11 as soon as I realease it!''</div>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You bit your lip. "It's none of her business!" you hissed. "Who the fuck she thinks she is?!" <<if visited("Justin and Claudia broke up")>>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' shrugged. "Well, ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' doesn't have more parents to bury, so you probably would never know," he said. "Oh, what a pity!" you exclaimed.<<else>>"You'll have a lot of time to talk with her during our trip," ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' said lightly. You rolled your eyes. "Yeah, that's exactly what I need right now," you muttered.<</if>> But the fact was that ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'' influenced on your relations with your closest friend and you hated that.<div align="center">''Unfortunately, it's the end of this update! If you're no longer my Patron, please send me an e-mail: [email protected], and I will give you the rest of the chapter 11 as soon as I realease it!''</div>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You shrugged. "I guess..." you said quietly. "I mean... He said that he wanted to be with me, then we had sex. Then, well, a lot happened, so we didn't really time to discuss it... Incredible, you don't laugh at me, thanks." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' grinned. "I do my best." You sighed. "Yeah, it's fucked up. I've never understood those stories about the girls who... gone far with guys and still were uncertain how to name their relationships. Of course, this is different. I know that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' really loves ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''... He... He loves me." You felt a sudden warmth when you said that. "This is weird, isn't it?" ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' said mildly. "Because he loved you before. And you loved him." "We were like brothers. Of course I loved him. But... " you stopped for a moment. "Damn, I need to find the right words. It was so different love. It was... fulll. It didn't have that... uhm... invitations it has now." "The invitations." You blushed. "Well... If I stay that way... And we'll make it work..." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' smiled wryly. "Is our little ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'' starting to dream about her wedding?" You blushed even more. "No, not yet. Honestly, I haven't thought much about ''<<print $they.justinName>>''recently. A lot happened, you know." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' smiled wryly. "You'll be fine, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>''. And I think you both will be happy. Maybe it's weird, but thinking about you and as a couple just... sounds right. It sounds natural. As you both were heterosexual boys, you couldn't reach your full potential. Now you can build something beautiful." You smiled at him. "Thanks, that's really sweet." <<if visited("Start in hospital") or visited("Start in appartment")>>But there were more important things right now. You sighed. "I think that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' thinks about me something different right now. Something happened with ''Auntie''." [[He knows.|Tell Olivier that Justin knows]]<<elseif visited("You heard what Claudia said to Justin")>>But then you thought about the money that stole from your parents and you felt sad. Of course, he did it when you were a boy. You were certain - or maybe you just wanted to believe in it - that he wouldn't do that if you were a girl longer. You even thought that maybe if you were transformed during your fresh year, maybe your life and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' life would go in the different (better?) direction. That sudden thought made you sad a little and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' noticed it. "What happened?" he asked. You sighed. [[You told him about the money.|The matter of Claudia]]<<else>><div align="center">''Unfortunately, it's the end of this update! If you're no longer my Patron, please send me an e-mail: [email protected], and I will give you the rest of the chapter 11 as soon as I realease it!''<</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>You shrugged. You didn't like that question. "I don't look for a steady boyfriend right now. And even if I did, I wouldn't pick ''<<print $they.justinName>>''." "Did you tell him that... before or after you fucked?" You looked at him sternly. "I don't like your tone. But no, I didn't. There was no time. Oh, after the judgemental tone is there a time for a judgemental smirk?" ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' rolled his eyes. "You don't give a fuck about my judgements, so what's the matter?" "You'll tell me anyway, but that way you will spare me a lot of allusions and nasty comments. So?" ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' smiled contemptuously. "That's incredible. It's like there are two people inside your head. One is my devoted friend I owe everything... And one is the most selflish... I would add "bitch", but you acted that way as a boy as well. But this... This is exactly the old ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' I hate so much. The boobs and the cunt can't hide him." You rolled your eyes. "I forgot I spoke with ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''." "Yeah, I'm that crazy ex-girlfriend that just must be wrong. But I'll say anyway. Why not? Maybe someday you'll appreciate the honesty. I know ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' well. I'm quite surprised that he decided to have sex with you. Not that he didn't want to - damn, how he was looking at you... But he wouldn't do that if you didn't encourage him. And you knew that he would get involved. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' doesn't look for sex. He looks for the relationship. It's not some kind of the secret knowledge. You knew that. So... You used him. You tricked him." You bit your lip. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'', the master of the fair relationships. He sighed. "Well, I hope you will straight this up before our trip. He could have expectations. Maybe he even won't go after you will tell... Damn, <<if $beAgirl==true>>''<<print $you.femaleName>>''<<else>>'<<print $you.maleName>>''<</if>>! How could you?" "You aren't saint too, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>''. I could tell you many similar things." He scoffed. "I bet you wait for the good occasion." "Maybe. But it's not today." You left, angry and frustrated. It wasn't... It didn't mean that... You weren't responsible for ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' expectations! You spent a nice night, sure. So what? Did it mean that you should be his bitch for the rest of your life?! Fuck! But maybe ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' was right. Not about the whole things - fucking bigot, fucking hypocrite - but maybe you really should to explain the situation... <<if visited("Start in hospital") or visited("Start in appartment")>>But there were more important things right now. You sighed. "I think that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' thinks about something more important if our sex matter something..." [[He knows.|Tell Olivier that Justin knows]]<<elseif visited("You heard what Claudia said to Justin")>>But there were more important things right now. "I get that you think that I used ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. But the truth is..."[[...he isn't exactly better than me.|The matter of Claudia]]<<else>><div align="center">''Unfortunately, it's the end of this update! If you're no longer my Patron, please send me an e-mail: [email protected], and I will give you the rest of the chapter 11 as soon as I realease it!''<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>You took a deep breath. "He knows that something supernatural happened," you said. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' eyes bulged out. "What? But... What? About ''Auntie'' and stuff?" You nodded. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' waited a moment, obviously waiting you to say that it was some kind of joke. But you said nothing. "Shit." He lit a cigarette. He scratched his beard nervously. Then he looked at you. "How?" You shrugged. "I don't know," you said. "But he sees the colors. And chips. And he knows that ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' has some evil aura." "But he doesn't know about us, right?" You shook his head. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' sighed and smiled. "You can build the tension. Damn, I thought that something serious happened!" "Because something serious happened," you said. "Don't you see it? ''Auntie'' is fucked up." "Oh, come on. He basically grew up in the variant of "The Shining". He's a sensitive boy, and Jesus loves him." So, ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' chose to be reckless again. You sighed. "You don't want to tell him the truth, do you?" he asked quietly.[[Maybe you should.|Chap11 You should tell him]] <<quick $display>> [[Of course not.|Chap11 You shouldn't tell him]] <<sneaky $display>>

<><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>> <<set $backto = "Chap11 You should tell him">><<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>You shrugged. "For sure, I don't want to lie to him," you said. ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' rolled his eyes. You smiled wryly. "Oh, you disagree! I can say from my own experience that you should tell people important information if it concerns them." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' scoffed. "He isn't a student. He's not in any danger." "I'm not so sure. The Parity can influence on him. And I won't let him think he's crazy." "Instead, he will think that we're crazy. He has rewritten memory about us..." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' said and sighed. "But I see your point. Maybe you're right. I... I need to think about it. Can you... stop yourself until we discuss it?" You nodded. You weren't sure what to do anyway. <<if visited("You heard what Claudia said to Justin")>>But then you thought about the money that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' stole from your parents and you felt sad. Of course, he did it when you were a boy. You were certain - or maybe you just wanted to believe in it - that he wouldn't do that if you were a girl longer. You even thought that maybe if you were transformed during your fresh year, maybe your life and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' life would go in the different (better?) direction. That sudden thought made you sad a little and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' noticed it. "What happened?" he asked. You sighed. [[You told him about the money.|The matter of Claudia]]<<else>><div align="center">''Unfortunately, it's the end of this update! If you're no longer my Patron, please send me an e-mail: [email protected], and I will give you the rest of the chapter 11 as soon as I realease it!''</div><</if>>

<><<if $player.allowChangeApproach==1>><<set $count = $count+1>><</if>> <<set $backto = "Chap11 You shouldn't tell him">><<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<allowChange $player>><<addApproach $player>> <<leadingApproaches $math>><>"No, of course not," you said quickly. You scoffed. "Come on, it's madness. He doesn't remember us. Even if he believed..." "That's funny, isn't it? There's "if". He could believe us." "Especially if he keeps seeing things..." You both remained silent for a while. "Does it unfair to not tell him?" ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' asked quietly. "I don't want to lie to him. However... I don't want to tell him. It's easier to be a boy, when he somehow... um... confirmed that I handled that, even if those memories are fake. Or maybe there are true? Maybe we just live in the different dimension... Anyway, it's weird." "Yeah." You sighed. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' would think that he was hallucinating, and you wouldn't tell him that he wasn't crazy. It wasn't the way you should treat your best friend... <<if visited("You heard what Claudia said to Justin")>>But then you thought about the money that ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' stole from your parents and you felt sad. Of course, he did it when you were a boy. You were certain - or maybe you just wanted to believe in it - that he wouldn't do that if you were a girl longer. You even thought that maybe if you were transformed during your fresh year, maybe your life and ''<<print $they.justinName>>'s'' life would go in the different (better?) direction. That sudden thought made you sad a little and ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' noticed it. "What happened?" he asked. You sighed. [[You told him about the money.|The matter of Claudia]]<<else>><div align="center">''Unfortunately, it's the end of this update! If you're no longer my Patron, please send me an e-mail: [email protected], and I will give you the rest of the chapter 11 as soon as I realease it!''</div><</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''. Of course. "About the new people in the team..." you started. You hesitated for a moment. "I think we should invite ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>''." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' froze. You looked at you with a rather comic disbelief on his face. "I thought we are going to spend some time with our FRIENDS. Why the hell should we pick her? You're joking, right? You have many strange ideas recently, but this..." He shook his head. It looked like this idea offended him, but you expected that. And you convinced yourself that bringing ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' was a good idea.[[She was your... friend.|Martha is your friend]] <<if visited("Date with Martha2")>>[[She was your girlfriend.|Martha is your girlfriend]]<</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>"I want her..." you said slowly, clenching your teeth, "because she's my girlfriend." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'s'' eyes bulged out. "She's your what?!" he exclaimed, surprised. Then he winced and scoffed. "You fuck with her, it doesn't mean that she's your girlfriend." "And who the fuck are you to judge?" He bit his lip, then he looked at you with a rather comic disbelief on his face. "Damn, you're serious," he said. Then he scoffed again, shaking his head. "It's unbelievable! You really think that tricky bitch is able to think about anything except her own ass? Did you forget what she did?" "Clearly, she fulfilled your wish," you said mercilessly, clenching your fists. ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' shuddered, then he blushed. You smiled wryly. "I don't ask on your permission, however it would be great if you weren't a dick for the whole trip. If she wants to go, she will go." ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'' lit a cigarette. "Fine, you won. Yeah, I admit. I'm happy that I changed. This is what did you want to hear?" You shrugged. "Not really. I just want to have the honest conversation without judging." He rolled his eyes. <<if visited("Dorothy shows up")>>"So, as we speak honestly, I don't think that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' should go with us." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' smiled. "Wow, that was fast. I can't decide who we pick for a trip, but you can?" "You really can't just hear me out, can you?" [[It pissed you off.|Oppose Dorothy]]<<elseif visited("Start in hospital") or visited("Start in appartment")>>"So, as we speak honestly, I think we have a problem. With..." [[$they.justinName|Tell Olivier that Justin knows]]<<elseif visited("You heard what Claudia said to Justin")>>"So, as we speak honestly, I think we have a problem. With..."[[$they.justinName|The matter of Claudia]]<<else>><div align="center">''Unfortunately, it's the end of this update! If you're no longer my Patron, please send me an e-mail: [email protected], and I will give you the rest of the chapter 11 as soon as I realease it!''</div><</if>>

<><<set $count = $count+1>><>''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' shook his head. "Your... friend..." he repeated. "Any problem?" "Sure, a lot of problems. But I don't want to talk about it. Sure, invite her. Maybe that's the best solution for this bullshit." "What do you mean?" He rolled his eyes and sighed. "Honestly?" "If you don't add the dragons to the story... Yeah, honestly." "She uses you. You're her lab rat. She's nice to you because she wants to get closer. I saw it before. She was really sweet to ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>''." You winced. "Being used by ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' never bothered you. But yeah, I appreciate the honesty." "It will be good to see her sweating in the mountains anyway." You thought for a moment. <<if visited("Dorothy shows up")>>"So, as we speak honestly, I don't think that ''<<print $they.dorothyName>>'' should go with us." ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' smiled. "Wow, that was fast. I can't decide who we pick for a trip, but you can?" "You really can't just hear me out, can you?" [[It pissed you off.|Oppose Dorothy]]<<elseif visited("Start in hospital") or visited("Start in appartment")>>"So, as we speak honestly, I think we have a problem. With..." [[$they.justinName|Tell Olivier that Justin knows]]<<elseif visited("You heard what Claudia said to Justin")>>"So, as we speak honestly, I think we have a problem. With..."[[$they.justinName|The matter of Claudia]]<<else>><div align="center">''Unfortunately, it's the end of this update! If you're no longer my Patron, please send me an e-mail: [email protected], and I will give you the rest of the chapter 11 as soon as I realease it!''</div><</if>>

<><<set $count=$count+1>><<set $auntie.Defiance = $auntie.Defiance+1>><<set $auntie.baseDefiance = $auntie.Defiance>><>Damn. You didn't want to lie. "''<<print $they.justinName>>''..." you started, then you stopped. You chuckled involuntarily. "Eh, it would be the strangest conversation we've ever had. You're right about ''<<print $they.davidName>>''. But he isn't the only one. I... I don't want to talk about the details, so don't ask. But in some way... I'm cursed too." You didn't know how he would react, but you didn't expect this. He nodded. "I know," he said quietly. "And ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' too. Something happened. Something happened about the month ago." Your jaw dropped. ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' sighed. "I don't know what happened," he said, "but I know the symptoms. You both are anxious. You're afraid. You have a neurosis. Many little symptoms that are easy to avoid... But I know you both. You're in deep trouble. In a spiritual way." You felt enormously exhausted. You sat next to ''<<print $they.justinName>>''. He was calm, and this calmness made you feel safer in his company which made you chuckled again. Damn, what that boy could do against this all fucking occult force that wiped your previous existence so easily? You thought about everything you experienced. The dreams, the temptations, the dead that screamed at you. The paradox of your transformation. You scoffed, overwhelmed by the emotions. He held your hand. "I'm here for you," he said. You bit your lip. So what? That didn't change a damn thing... Did it? The warmth of his hand affected you. You felt the first tears gathering in your eyes. <<if visited("Probably you'll be Justin's girlfriend")>>You desperately wanted to believe. You hugged him strongly. "I love you," you sobbed, then you burst into tears. "Don't go away, please, don't go away." ''<<print $they.justinName>>'' smiled at you. He kissed you on the forehead. "Where would I go?"<<else>>So you retreated. Seeing you in that state wouldn't help you or him.<</if>>[[Later this evening.|Chapter11 evening]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' led you to the abandoned tenement houses next to your school. The stench of the decay and the mould was overwhelming. She went through the leaky fence and looked at you. You saw her excitement. You followed her. You You were at school yard. It was dark evening. There were no lanterns in the area, and all the lights in the school building were off. "Can you hear it?" ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' asked you. You looked at her, surprised. No, you heard nothing. Maybe except the buzzing of the mosquitos. "The bugs." You still were clueless, but as you followed ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'', you realized that you trod on the countless insects. The buzzing and the twittering was loud and intense. As you reached the concrete surface of the playfield, you realized that it was covered by the thick layer of the creatures that were swarming around in the one clear purpose. Breeding. Not only bugs were there. When you came closer to the middle of the field, you noticed at least a dozen of the copulating cats. "Whatever the Parity is, here is stronger than anywhere," ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' said quietly. She smiled widely. <<if visited("Carl looks like a girl") or visited("They faul you")>>"Do you remember the day I lost my balls? And this fuzz during the PE when we thought that everything happened? You can hit the spot here. I bet that during the first week of school some freshmen temporairly transform here. Of course, ''Auntie's'' sleeping right now. She has nobody to hug... So, we need to wake her up!"<<else>>"Do you remember the day I lost my balls? You weren't here, but before my transformation, the guys pushed me, so I hit the ground... right here. I transformed into a chick, but only temporairly. Here's a spot... I bet that during the first week of school some freshmen temporairly transform here. Of course, ''Auntie's'' sleeping right now. She has nobody to hug... So, we need to wake her up!"<</if>> She took three poker chips and put them on the concrete. The bugs ran totally crazy, swarming and oozing around with the loud sounds. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' took a deep breath... and started to transform. She rose about 35 centimetres. She was taller than she was before her transformation. The clothes changed as well. The rather short skirt became the trousers, the revealing top changed into the elegant suit very similar to the ''<<print $they.davidName>>'s'' outfit. ''<<print $they.carlFemaleName>>'' held one of her hands on the reducing breast, and the second on her... on his crotch. The relief and happiness on his face were clearly visible. "Since I've discovered it, I've wasted probably too many chips for that..." ''<<print $they.carlMaleName>>'' said. You shuddered. His voice - his normal voice - sounded unsettling for you. You almost forgot how he sounded before his transformation. "I can make only a few steps in the every direction before changing back. But I couldn't last too long without that, believe me." He smiled at you wryly. "I can't choose my height or the outfit. But I like them. So, ''<<print $you.maleName>>'', what would you say? Are you ready to remind yourself who you really are?" He offered you a hand.[[You didn't come close. |Stay away of him]] [[You took his hand. |Stay close to him]]

<><<set $count=$count+1>><>''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' smiled widely. "I bet ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' will be more than happy to see me," she said. "How did you persuade him?" You shrugged. "Maybe it's hard to believe in you... In fact, I'm quite surprised too, sometimes... But ''<<print $they.oliviaMaleName>>'' is my friend. A real friend. So he knows when something is important to me. And YOU are really important to me. So he accepts it. Moreover, I'm sure that he'll even try to understand me." ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' pouted her lips. "You're right. It's hard to believe. But I'm grateful. Thanks," she leaned over you and kissed you on the cheek. "It's nice to be important to somebody." "Sooo... are you in?" She smiled widely. "I still have my doubts, but... Yeah, let's try. Thanks." You kissed her pasionately.[[What a busy day...|PMS]]

<<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<changeApproach $player>> <<goto "Condition">>

<<set $player.changeApproach = "Quick">> <<changeApproach $player>> <<set $status=1>> <<if $lowStatus.contains($status)>><<set $lowStatus.delete($status)>> <<set $mediumStatus.push($status)>><<goto $backto>><</if>> <<if $choices.Condition ==1>> <<if $mediumStatus.contains($status)>> <<set $mediumStatus.delete($status)>> <<set $highStatus.push($status)>> <<set $choices.Condition =2>><<goto $backto>><</if>> <</if>>

<<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<changeApproach $player>> <<goto "Condition">>

<<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<changeApproach $player>> <<goto "Conflicts">>

<<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<changeApproach $player>> <<goto "Conflicts">>

<<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<changeApproach $player>> <<set $status=2>> <<if $lowStatus.contains($status)>><<set $lowStatus.delete($status)>> <<set $mediumStatus.push($status)>><<goto $backto>><</if>> <<if $choices.Conflicts ==1>> <<if $mediumStatus.contains($status)>> <<set $mediumStatus.delete($status)>> <<set $highStatus.push($status)>> <<set $choices.Conflicts =2>><<goto $backto>><</if>> <</if>>

''Condtion:'' this stat represents a good shape and physical form ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' has. ''Conflicts:'' this stat represents how ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' is dealing with physical confrontations. ''Popularity:'' this stat represents how ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' is seen in the eyes of people around him. ''Grades:'' this stat represents how ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' handles his school duties. ''Privacy:'' this stat represents if ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' can keep his thoughts and actions secret. As the current version of the game is an early alpha, ''Approaches'' have a greater influence on the game than stats. Stats are the basis to equal the relations with characters in the game. There is also ''Defiance'', stat that is linked with ''Auntie'', the demonic patroness of ''Rosset High School''. She wants ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' to act in certain way. It's imposible to resist her for weaker minds.<<return>>

<<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<changeApproach $player>> <<goto "Grades">>

<<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<changeApproach $player>> <<goto "Grades">>

<<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<changeApproach $player>> <<set $status=3>> <<if $lowStatus.contains($status)>><<set $lowStatus.delete($status)>> <<set $mediumStatus.push($status)>><<goto $backto>><</if>> <<if $choices.Grades ==1>> <<if $mediumStatus.contains($status)>> <<set $mediumStatus.delete($status)>> <<set $highStatus.push($status)>> <<set $choices.Grades =2>><<goto $backto>><</if>> <</if>>

<><<set $backto = "New character">> <<if $mediumStatus.contains(1)>><<set $choices.Condition=1>><<set $player.Condition =1>><</if>> <<if $mediumStatus.contains(2)>><<set $choices.Conflicts=1>><<set $player.Conflicts =1>><</if>> <<if $mediumStatus.contains(3)>><<set $choices.Grades=1>><<set $player.Grades =1>><</if>> <<if $mediumStatus.contains(4)>><<set $choices.Popularity=1>><<set $player.Popularity =1>><</if>> <<if $mediumStatus.contains(5)>><<set $choices.Privacy=1>><<set $player.Privacy =1>><</if>> <<if $choices.Condition ==2>><<set $player.Condition =2>><</if>> <<if $choices.Conflicts ==2>><<set $player.Conflicts =2>><</if>> <<if $choices.Grades ==2>><<set $player.Grades =2>><</if>> <<if $choices.Popularity ==2>><<set $player.Popularity =2>><</if>> <<if $choices.Privacy ==2>><<set $player.Privacy =2>><</if>> <<set $choices.Max = $choices.Condition + $choices.Conflicts + $choices.Grades + $choices.Popularity + $choices.Privacy + $choices.Sneaky>> <<set $choicesRemain = 4-$choices.Max>><><<if visited("New character") ==1>>So, ''<<print $you.maleName>>'', let's start. Before you went to sleep and began this meaningful dream, you took a shower. Hot water refreshed you a bit. You were out of school for two weeks. It was a lot for an eighteen-year-old guy. It was a surprise that high school life, which seemed to be made of terribly boring things and it was awfully repetitive and predictable, suddenly sped up when you caught this flu. So you were thinking about tomorrow. And you were thinking about your life. It was late April, and after summer you would start a senior year in ''Rosset High School''. How was your life? This thought reminded you about the useless test you had to complete for the school psychologist. You remembered the first of many pages of questions about you, your good traits, the "areas of the competence" and all that coaching bullshit. It totally would help you start your adult life... Yet, you remembered what you chose.<</if>>"The teenagers around the world chose those 5 aspects of life as crucial to achieve satisfaction. Assign the number that describes you best. 0 - you don't feel you have achieved much in that aspect, 1 - you have some achievements in that aspect 2 - you achieved much in that sphere. Add a comment, where you describe what helps you succeed." <<if visited("New character") ==1>><div class="hintboxOwn">'''The Parity'' is an RPG game. As many games of this genre, there are stats that describe your character and his (soon her) possibilities. Some stats are public - like ''Approaches'' which show the way ''<<print $you.maleName>>'' handles challenges. There are six ''Approaches'': Careful, Clever, Flashy, Forceful, Quick and Sneaky. ''Approaches'' will change dynamically through the scenes and influence the choices you can make. But most stats are secret, like your Status stats. The character creation is one of a few occasions when you see some of them. Condition, Conflicts, Grades, Popularity and Privacy are the Status stats which form the base to determine your relations with other people. You can see their influence on your school life in the frame below the character creation. Status stats will change as the consequence of your actions that affect other characters in the game. A little more detailed description of the ''Stats'' can be found [[here|Descriptions]].</div> <</if>><div class="hint" align="center" style="width:200px;">Remaining choices: <<print $choicesRemain>></div> <> <<if $choices.Max <4>><<if $lowStatus.contains(1)>>[[Condition 1|Condition]] <<quick $display>><</if>><<if $mediumStatus.contains(1)>>[[Condition 2, "Probably it's just a gift" (Don't mention all injections and drugs)|Condtion a]] <<quick $display>> <<sneaky $display>> [[Condition 2, "I work hard."|Condition b]] <<quick $display>> <<forceful $display>><</if>> <<if $lowStatus.contains(2)>>[[Conflicts 1|Conflicts]] <<forceful $display>><</if>><<if $mediumStatus.contains(2)>>[[Conflicts 2, "I choose my battles"|Conflicts a]] <<forceful $display>> <<sneaky $player>> [[Conflicts 2, "I never let myself be pushed around"|Conflicts b]] <<forceful $player>> <<flashy $player>><</if>> <<if $lowStatus.contains(3)>>[[Grades 1|Grades]] <<clever $display>><</if>><<if $mediumStatus.contains(3)>>[[Grades 2, "I work hard."|Grades a]] <<clever $display>> <<careful $display>> [[Grades 2, "It's less about my knowlegde, more about my reputation."|Grades b]] <<clever $display>><<flashy $display>><</if>> <<if $lowStatus.contains(4)>>[[Popularity 1|Popularity]] <<flashy $display>><</if>><<if $mediumStatus.contains(4)>>[["I choose my friends carefully."|Popularity a]] <<flashy $display>> <<clever $display>> [[Popularity 2, "I fight for the spotlight."|Popularity b]] <<flashy $display>> <<forceful $display>><</if>> <<if $lowStatus.contains(5)>>[[Privacy 1|Privacy]] <<careful $display>><</if>><<if $mediumStatus.contains(5)>>[[Privacy 2, "I mind my own business."|Privacy a]] <<careful $display>> <<clever $display>> [[Privacy 2, "Sometimes I wear a mask."|Privacy b]] <<careful $display>> <<sneaky $display>><</if>><</if>><> <><<set $relations = { "Boys": 0, "baseBoys": 0, "Girls": 0, "baseGirls": 0, "Olivia": 0, "School": 0, "baseSchool": 0}>> <<set $status1 =1>> <<set $status2 =2>> <<set $status3 =4>> <<relation3 $relations>> <<set $relations.Boys = $addStatus1+$addStatus2+$addStatus3>> <<set $relations.baseBoys = $relations.Boys>> <<if $relations.baseBoys lte 1>><<set $relations.Olivia =4>><</if>> <<if $relations.baseBoys ==2 or $relations.baseBoys ==3>><<set $relations.Olivia =3>><</if>> <<if $relations.baseBoys ==4>><<set $relations.Olivia =2>><</if>> <<set $status1 =1>> <<set $status2 =4>> <<set $status3 =5>> <<relation3 $relations>> <<set $relations.Girls = $addStatus1+$addStatus2+$addStatus3>> <<set $relations.baseGirls = $relations.Girls>> <<set $status1 =4>> <<set $status2 =3>> <<set $status3 =2>> <<relation3opposite $relations>> <<set $relations.School = $addStatus1+$addStatus2+$addStatus3>> <<set $relations.baseSchool = $relations.School>> <<set $status1=2>><<set $status2=5>> <<relations2 $auntie>> <<set $auntie.Defiance = $addStatus1+$addStatus2>> <<set $auntie.baseDefiance = $auntie.Defiance>> <<set $olivier =$relations.Olivia>> <<set $logPrologue = { "OliviaFriendship" : $relations.Olivia, "PopularityBoys" : $relations.baseBoys, "PopularityGirls" : $relations.baseGirls, "School" : $relations.baseSchool }>> <><div class="hintboxOwn"><div align="center">''Your school life:''</div>You have the reputation of <<if $logPrologue.School lte 1>>''problematic''<</if>><<if $logPrologue.School ==2 or $logPrologue.School ==3>>''normal''<</if>><<if $logPrologue.School gte 4>>''good''<</if>> student. You are <<if $logPrologue.PopularityBoys lte 2>>''frequently bullied'' by<</if>><<if $logPrologue.PopularityBoys == 3>>''just one of'' the<</if>><<if $logPrologue.PopularityBoys gte 4>> ''popular'' among the<</if>> boys. Girls <<if $logPrologue.PopularityGirls lte 2>>treat you ''bad''<</if>><<if $logPrologue.PopularityGirls == 3>> ''like'' you<</if>><<if $logPrologue.PopularityGirls gte 4>>''fancy'' you<</if>>.</div> <<if $choices.Max == 4>>[[Start a game|Tips]] [[Repeat the character creation]]<</if>>

<<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<changeApproach $player>> <<goto "Popularity">>

<<set $player.changeApproach = "Forceful">> <<changeApproach $player>> <<goto "Popularity">>

<<set $player.changeApproach = "Flashy">> <<changeApproach $player>> <<set $status=4>> <<if $lowStatus.contains($status)>><<set $lowStatus.delete($status)>> <<set $mediumStatus.push($status)>><<goto $backto>><</if>> <<if $choices.Popularity ==1>> <<if $mediumStatus.contains($status)>> <<set $mediumStatus.delete($status)>> <<set $highStatus.push($status)>> <<set $choices.Popularity =2>><<goto $backto>><</if>> <</if>>

<<set $player.changeApproach = "Clever">> <<changeApproach $player>> <<goto "Privacy">>

<<set $player.changeApproach = "Sneaky">> <<changeApproach $player>> <<goto "Privacy">>

<<set $player.changeApproach = "Careful">> <<changeApproach $player>> <<set $status=5>> <<if $lowStatus.contains($status)>><<set $lowStatus.delete($status)>> <<set $mediumStatus.push($status)>><<goto $backto>><</if>> <<if $choices.Privacy ==1>> <<if $mediumStatus.contains($status)>> <<set $mediumStatus.delete($status)>> <<set $highStatus.push($status)>> <<set $choices.Privacy =2>><<goto $backto>><</if>> <</if>>

<><<set $approaches = []>> <<set $lowStatus = [1,2,3,4,5]>> <<set $mediumStatus = []>> <<set $highStatus = []>> <<set $player ={ "Careful" : 0, "Clever" : 0, "Flashy" : 0, "Forceful" : 0, "Quick" : 0, "Sneaky" : 0, "changeApproach" : "none", "plusMinus" : 1, "allowChangeApproach" :1, "Condition": 0, "Conflicts" : 0, "Grades": 0, "Popularity": 0, "Privacy": 0}>> <<set $math = { "Careful" : 0, "Clever" : 0, "Flashy" : 0, "Forceful" : 0, "Quick" : 0, "Sneaky" : 0}>> <<set $choices = { "Careful" : 0, "Clever" : 0, "Flashy" : 0, "Forceful" : 0, "Quick" : 0, "Sneaky" : 0, "Condition" : 0, "Conflicts": 0, "Grades": 0, "Popularity": 0, "Privacy": 0, "Maximum" : 0}>> <<set $you ={ <<set $they={ "oliviaFemaleName" : "Olivia", "oliviaMaleName" : "Oliver", "marthaFemaleName" : "Martha", "carlMaleName" : "Carl", "carlFemaleName" : "Caroline", "robertName" : "Robert", "dorothyName" : "Dorothy", "justinName" : "Justin"}>> <<set $auntie = { "baseDefiance" : 0, "Defiance" : 0, "Anger" : 0}>> <<goto "New character">><>

''The Parity'' is a CYOA (choose your own adventure) interactive story. The mechanics concentrate on ''Approaches'', ''Stats'' and your choices. Icons such as <<flashy $display>> next to the link mean that by choosing it you'll gain the next level in that ''Approach''. The names of the main cast are ''bold''. These characters also have their own dialogue color. The changes in mechanics (like the changes of ''Stats'' or ''Approaches'') are marked in green color. Whole paragraphs written in //italic// show the hidden content. Have fun![[Prologue|Sleep]]

<<set $approaches.push(1)>> <<set $player.allowChangeApproach = 0>> <<set $player.allowChange=0 >> <<goto $backto>>

<<set $approaches.push(2)>> <<set $player.allowChangeApproach = 0>> <<set $player.allowChange=0 >> <<goto $backto>>

<<set $approaches.push(3)>> <<set $player.allowChangeApproach = 0>> <<set $player.allowChange=0 >> <<goto $backto>>

<<set $approaches.push(4)>> <<set $player.allowChangeApproach = 0>> <<set $player.allowChange=0 >> <<goto $backto>>

<<set $approaches.push(5)>> <<set $player.allowChangeApproach = 0>> <<set $player.allowChange=0 >> <<goto $backto>>

<<set $approaches.push(6)>> <<set $player.allowChangeApproach = 0>> <<set $player.allowChange=0 >> <<goto $backto>>

<<set $pantiesOn=[]>> <<set $braOn=[]>> <<set $lowerbodyOn=[]>> <<set $skirtOn=[]>> <<set $undershirtOn=[]>> <<set $socksOn=[]>> <<set $shoesOn=[]>> <<set $shirtOn=[]>> <<set $undershirtOn=[]>> <<set $dressOn=[]>> <<goto $backto>>

<<if $wear == 1>><<set $pantiesOn =[]>><<set $pantiesOn.push($panties[0])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 2>><<set $braOn =[]>><<set $braOn.push($bra[0])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 2>><<set $braOn =[]>><<set $braOn.push($bra[0])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 6 and $letskirt ==true>><<set $lowerbodyOn =[]>><<set $lowerbodyOn.push($skirt[0])>><<set $skirtOn.push($skirt[0])>><<elseif $wear == 6 and $letskirt ==false>><<set $lowerbodyOn =[]>><<set $lowerbodyOn.push($lowerbody[0])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 4>><<set $undershirtOn =[]>><<set $undershirtOn.push($undershirt[0])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 7>><<set $socksOn =[]>><<set $socksOn.push($socks[0])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 8>><<set $shoesOn =[]>><<set $shoesOn.push($shoes[0])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 5>><<set $shirtOn =[]>><<set $shirtOn.push($shirt[0])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 3>><<set $dressOn =[]>><<set $dressOn.push($dress[0])>><<set $lowerbodyOn =[]>><<set $undershirtOn =[]>><<set $lowerbodyOn.push($dress[0])>><<set $undershirtOn.push($dress[0])>><</if>> <<goto $backto>>

<<if $wear == 1>><<set $pantiesOn =[]>><<set $pantiesOn.push($panties[1])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 2>><<set $braOn =[]>><<set $braOn.push($bra[1])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 2>><<set $braOn =[]>><<set $braOn.push($bra[1])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 6 and $letskirt ==true>><<set $lowerbodyOn =[]>><<set $skirtOn.push($skirt[1])>><<set $lowerbodyOn.push($skirt[1])>><<elseif $wear == 6 and $letskirt ==false>><<set $lowerbodyOn =[]>><<set $lowerbodyOn.push($lowerbody[1])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 4>><<set $undershirtOn =[]>><<set $undershirtOn.push($undershirt[1])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 7>><<set $socksOn =[]>><<set $socksOn.push($socks[1])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 8>><<set $shoesOn =[]>><<set $shoesOn.push($shoes[1])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 5>><<set $shirtOn =[]>><<set $shirtOn.push($shirt[1])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 3>><<set $dressOn =[]>><<set $dressOn.push($dress[1])>><<set $lowerbodyOn =[]>><<set $undershirtOn =[]>><<set $lowerbodyOn.push($dress[1])>><<set $undershirtOn.push($dress[1])>><</if>> <<goto $backto>>

<<if $wear == 1>><<set $pantiesOn =[]>><<set $pantiesOn.push($panties[2])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 2>><<set $braOn =[]>><<set $braOn.push($bra[2])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 2>><<set $braOn =[]>><<set $braOn.push($bra[2])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 6 and $letskirt ==true>><<set $lowerbodyOn =[]>><<set $skirtOn.push($skirt[2])>><<set $lowerbodyOn.push($skirt[2])>><<elseif $wear == 6 and $letskirt ==false>><<set $lowerbodyOn =[]>><<set $lowerbodyOn.push($lowerbody[2])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 4>><<set $undershirtOn =[]>><<set $undershirtOn.push($undershirt[2])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 7>><<set $socksOn =[]>><<set $socksOn.push($socks[2])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 8>><<set $shoesOn =[]>><<set $shoesOn.push($shoes[2])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 5>><<set $shirtOn =[]>><<set $shirtOn.push($shirt[2])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 3>><<set $dressOn =[]>><<set $dressOn.push($dress[2])>><<set $lowerbodyOn =[]>><<set $undershirtOn =[]>><<set $lowerbodyOn.push($dress[2])>><<set $undershirtOn.push($dress[2])>><</if>> <<goto $backto>>

<<if $wear == 1>><<set $pantiesOn =[]>><<set $pantiesOn.push($panties[3])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 2>><<set $braOn =[]>><<set $braOn.push($bra[3])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 2>><<set $braOn =[]>><<set $braOn.push($bra[3])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 6 and $letskirt ==true>><<set $lowerbodyOn =[]>><<set $skirtOn.push($skirt[3])>><<set $lowerbodyOn.push($skirt[3])>><<elseif $wear == 6 and $letskirt ==false>><<set $lowerbodyOn =[]>><<set $lowerbodyOn.push($lowerbody[3])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 4>><<set $undershirtOn =[]>><<set $undershirtOn.push($undershirt[3])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 7>><<set $socksOn =[]>><<set $socksOn.push($socks[3])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 8>><<set $shoesOn =[]>><<set $shoesOn.push($shoes[3])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 5>><<set $shirtOn =[]>><<set $shirtOn.push($shirt[3])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 3>><<set $dressOn =[]>><<set $dressOn.push($dress[3])>><<set $lowerbodyOn =[]>><<set $undershirtOn =[]>><<set $lowerbodyOn.push($dress[3])>><<set $undershirtOn.push($dress[3])>><</if>> <<goto $backto>>

<<if $wear == 1>><<set $pantiesOn =[]>><<set $pantiesOn.push($panties[4])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 2>><<set $braOn =[]>><<set $braOn.push($bra[4])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 2>><<set $braOn =[]>><<set $braOn.push($bra[4])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 6 and $letskirt ==true>><<set $lowerbodyOn =[]>><<set $lowerbodyOn.push($skirt[4])>><<set $skirtOn.push($skirt[4])>><<elseif $wear == 6 and $letskirt ==false>><<set $lowerbodyOn =[]>><<set $lowerbodyOn.push($lowerbody[4])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 4>><<set $undershirtOn =[]>><<set $undershirtOn.push($undershirt[4])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 7>><<set $socksOn =[]>><<set $socksOn.push($socks[4])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 8>><<set $shoesOn =[]>><<set $shoesOn.push($shoes[4])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 5>><<set $shirtOn =[]>><<set $shirtOn.push($shirt[4])>><</if>> <<if $wear == 3>><<set $dressOn =[]>><<set $dressOn.push($dress[4])>><<set $lowerbodyOn =[]>><<set $undershirtOn =[]>><<set $lowerbodyOn.push($dress[4])>><<set $undershirtOn.push($dress[4])>><</if>> <<goto $backto>>

<<set $wear = 6>> <<set $letskirt = true>> <<goto $backto>>

<<set $wear = 2>> <<goto $backto>>

<<set $wear = 3>> <<goto $backto>>

<<set $wear = 6>> <<set $letskirt = false>> <<goto $backto>>

<<set $wear = 1>> <<goto $backto>>

<<set $wear = 5>> <<goto $backto>>

<<set $wear = 8>> <<goto $backto>>

<<set $wear = 7>> <<goto $backto>>

<<set $wear = 4>> <<goto $backto>>

<><<if $chips lt 3>><<set $notransform=1>><</if>><<if $transformed.contains("bigger breasts")>><<set $transformed.push("2bigger breasts")>><<else>><<set $transformed.push("bigger breasts")>><</if>><>You felt the familiar warm concentring on your chest. Your breasts grew slowly, giving you a very pleasant feeling. You moaned quietly. You put your hands on them and closed your eyes, giving up to the feeling completely. You felt the bliss for entire minute. When you opened your eyes you looked at your more prominent check. As you were somewhere between B and C cup, now you were full D cups at least. Your breasts were at least as big as ''<<print $they.claudiaName>>'s''. And they bounced really nicely.<<return>>

<<anger $auntie>><><<if $chips lt 3>><<set $notransform=1>><</if>><<if $transformed.contains("bigger posture")>><<set $transformed.push("2bigger posture")>><<else>><<set $transformed.push("bigger posture")>><</if>><>You probably didn't understand what you were going to change or you just got tricked by the Parity. Of course, you got taller a few centimetres and maybe your waist wasn't as thin as it used to be, but if you thought that you would look more boyish, you would be disappointed. Ok, maybe you looked more like ''<<print $they.oliviaFemaleName>>'', but it was still definitely a feminine shape.<<return>>

<<anger $auntie>><><<if $chips lt 3>><<set $notransform=1>><</if>><<if $transformed.contains("boyish face")>><<set $transformed.push("2boyish face")>><<else>><<set $transformed.push("boyish face")>><</if>><>You didn't have the mirror to look at your new face. The process of the change was a little rough, you felt that your cheeks were burning. ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' was looking at you entire time with a smirk. "You are trying too hard," he said. "It's still a cute girly face. You have to understand, ''<<print $you.femaleName>>'', that you are facing the forces unbeliavibly more powerful than you. You should be grateful that they wanted you to be just a pretty girl." It turned out that he was right. Oh, maybe it was a little less girly, maybe a little more androgynous, but if the changes would be so small, it would take ages for you to look more manly.<<return>>

<><<anger $auntie>><<if $chips lt 3>><<set $notransform=1>><</if>><<if $transformed.contains("lesser breasts")>><<set $transformed.push("2lesser breasts")>><<else>><<set $transformed.push("lesser breasts")>><</if>><>The change was the irritating slow. But the relief that you felt was beyond the imagine. Every single tingling that made your breasts smaller filled you with a hope that the changes wouldn't stop and you would be you again. But well, no luck. Your breasts even didn't look so smaller. As they were between B and C, now they were just B cups. You didn't look less girly with them. You felt tears in your eyes. This moment of hope caused you only more despair you felt right now. "What a waste of good boobs..." <<return>>

<><<if $chips lt 3>><<set $notransform=1>><</if>><<if $transformed.contains("prettier face")>><<set $transformed.push("2prettier face")>><<else>><<set $transformed.push("prettier face")>><</if>><>It was a shame that you couldn't see this change in the mirror. But you felt a refresh breeze on your face. The tingling, pleasant feeling of being massaged and carressed caused you giggle a little. You didn't see yourself, but the other divers were looked at you with the interessment. "Damn, ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', I think you got a rival," ''<<print $they.davidName>>'' said, but he only wanted to hurt her. When you woke up and looked at your face you were still less beautiful than ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'', but you were much prettier than you used to be. Your eyes were brighter, the eye-lashes longer, the nose more delicate and the face more proportional. Maybe you didn't have the angelic face like ''<<print $they.marthaFemaleName>>'' had, but after another bunch of the chips... Who knew?<<return>>

<><<if $chips lt 3>><<set $notransform=1>><</if>><<if $transformed.contains("widened hips")>><<set $transformed.push("2widened hips")>><<else>><<set $transformed.push("widened hips")>><</if>><>You felt your whole body tingled. It concentrated in many areas - in your hips, in your buttocks, and in your waist. You were moaning loudly, as the power of the Parity filled you. You looked at your body in fascination. Your hips wideneded. Your buttocks seemed to be more prominent and the waist was thinner. You made a few steps. Damn, you were even moving differently, gracer. You didn't know how to walk in the heels, but you felt like you were on a display.<<return>>

<<set $display =0>> <<set $player.allowChangeApproach =0>> <<goto "Auntie's statue">>

<<set $display =1>> <<goto "New character">>

<<set $player.allowChangeApproach = 1>> <<set $player.allowChange=0 >> <<goto $backto>>

Kircholm's

<<if visited("Let's play")>><<if $changeName == false>>''<<print $you.maleName>>''<<else>>''<<print $you.femaleName>>''<</if>> Your current Approaches: <<hintAppr $player>><<if $approaches.contains(1)>><hint>Careful (<<print $player.Careful>>)</hint><<else>>Careful (<<print $player.Careful>>)<</if>> <<if $approaches.contains(2)>><hint>Clever (<<print $player.Clever>>)</hint><<else>>Clever (<<print $player.Clever>>)<</if>> <<if $approaches.contains(3)>><hint>Flashy (<<print $player.Flashy>>)</hint><<else>>Flashy (<<print $player.Flashy>>)<</if>> <<if $approaches.contains(4)>><hint>Forceful (<<print $player.Forceful>>)</hint><<else>>Forceful (<<print $player.Forceful>>)<</if>> <<if $approaches.contains(5)>><hint>Quick (<<print $player.Quick>>)</hint><<else>>Quick (<<print $player.Quick>>)<</if>> <<if $approaches.contains(6)>><hint>Sneaky (<<print $player.Sneaky>>)</hint><<else>>Sneaky (<<print $player.Sneaky>>)<</if>><</if>> <<if visited("New character")>>''Defiance:'' <<print $auntie.Defiance>>/''<<print $auntie.baseDefiance>>'' ''Anger:'' <<print $auntie.Anger>>/5 <<if visited("The diver dream") and not visited("Waking up") or $chips lt 0>>''Chips:'' <<print $chips>><</if>><</if>>

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