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Redrock City, a bustling economic hub that was a shining example of a modern city. Millions of people walked the streets of the city and inside the pockets of many of them was the symbol of the Digital Age, the smartphone. Filled with apps that could do just about anything, there were many who would go as far as to say that some of these wondrous apps operated using some kind of magic… and in this city they would sometimes be right.
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[[Prologue Part 2]]
She drummed her fingers on the cold metal of the fire escape platform as she looked down at the door below. Her prey sure was taking its time. A cold wind blew down the alley briefly exposing her right eye from beneath her white hair. Luckily nobody was around to witness it. This back alley was a shady place. No normal person would dare walk down here alone at night but that was the reason so many shady individuals did just that. The door she was watching was gateway to den of sin. Gambling, prostitution, illegal cage fighting, everything that the police said you couldn’t do they were doing in there. It was a very inclusive club and the membership list included one Mayor Coullin who was ensuring the police left the club well alone.
<div id="map"></div><<click "The white haired woman">><<replace "#map">>[img[images/NewHunter.png]]<</replace>><</click>> had no idea interest in the club's activities or its members with the exception of one. The door opened and the alley was filled with warm light as a tall figure walked out. The woman grinned for tonight her prey would meet its fate. The door closed with a bang and the hunter took that as her signal to pounce on her prey. She leapt from her perch and landed on the ground three storeys beneath her completely unharmed.
“Found you," she laughed standing up. Beneath her hair her right eye began glowing red as her prey looked at her with fear and confusion.
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[[Prologue Part 3]]<<set $day1tf = "no">><<set $hanacopy = "no">><<set $day1sx = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was a lovely morning, the sun was shining, the birds chirping and I had my head down half-asleep enjoying it all. It was a pretty good feeling but unfortunately there were those in the world who sought to rob me of such bliss.
"<<click "Joe">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewJoe.png]]<</replace>><</click>>!"A voice whispered my name but I gave it no heed.<div id="imago"></div>
“Joe!” They hissed slightly louder this time. I opened my eyes and sat up remembering where I was. I was in my classroom, not in my bedroom and the one calling my name had been trying to warn me of impending danger.
“Am I boring you Joe?” Oh no. Standing directly in front of me was my English teacher <<click "Ms. Angela">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/NewAngela.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and right now I was in the middle of her class.<div id="imago2"></div>
Everyone was staring at me, including my friend Yumi who had been the one trying to warn me.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>It's a Monday morning. <<click "You">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewJoe.png]]<</replace>><</click>> were sleeping in class but your teacher, <<click "Ms. Angela">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/NewAngela.png]]<</replace>><</click>>, caught you sleeping.<div id="imago"></div><div id="imago2"></div><<endif>>
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[[Apologise]]
[[Pretend to have been listening]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Sorry, I didn’t get much sleep last night.”
“Then you should have gone to bed earlier. Maybe if your grades were better I’d afford you the benefit of the doubt but your repeated tardiness is becoming a distraction. No wonder you are in detention so often.” That statement unfortunately included this afternoon. Sympathy wasn’t something I, a below average student, ever received.
“If you feel yourself falling asleep I’d advise you to jab yourself with a pen to stay awake, it’ll hurt less than the alternative.” I heard a few people giggle at her sarcasm although I’m sure if it was legal to run voltage through my chair she'd shock me everytime I dozed off. Despite her strictness she was still ranked as the hottest teacher in school by the boys in my year group. As she returned to the front of the room I admired her long legs clad in opaque tights that had assisted her in achieving that rank. I doubted I was the only one admiring her body right now.
Class droned on but the close encounter from before had given me the wakeup call I needed to stay somewhat focused. I took down notes that I’d probably never revise and just watched the seconds slowly tick by until finally the bell of freedom sounded.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You apologise. While not amused Ms Angela chooses to be merciful and gives you a warning then returns to teaching.<<endif>>
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[[To Lunch]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Free from the English class of perpetual boredom I joined the human traffic jam that occurred every time the classes were let out for lunch. First year students caught in this human wave motion had no control over where they ended up. As it was lunch time however it was almost certain they’d end up in the canteen with the vast majority of the student body rushing to get in line early. Unfortunately Ms Angela's classroom was as far from the canteen as possible so getting there early was impossible for me. I moved with the crowd and upon entering the canteen immediately went on the hunt for a free table. Unfortunately those no longer existed but luckily one of the occupied tables had been claimed by my friends. Seeing a free seat I waded through the crowd to try and claim my throne but from nowhere a small girl slipped out from a cluster of tall heads and stole my seat. To make matters worse my mate Dave had seen it.
He was now smirking as he stroked the windowsill next to him that I would now be forced to sit on. There was no helping it, I slid through and sat down on the edge of the table next to my three friends, <<click "Dave">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewDave.png]]<</replace>><</click>>, <<click "Mei">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewMei.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and <<click "Yumi">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewYumi.png]]<</replace>><</click>> plus the pint-sized seat thief, <<click "Kyoko">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewKyoko.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.<div id="imago"></div>
“I missed you!” Those word's weren't for me. Kyoko was as usual acting cutesy while getting uncomfortably close to Mei.
“Um could you not hug my arm? I need it to eat.” Mei was too kind to push her away which was a reason why Kyoko always came back. Kyoko was the only person at this table who wasn’t in my year group.
“Ah there is no match in the world for the love between two roses.” That was Dave. He sounded like a romantic but his lines and appearence lacked the Romeo factor resulting in a lot of awkward silences and glares. There was also the matter of him being a known peeping Tom.
Lastly there was Yumi, the girl who had tried and failed to save me from Ms Angela’s wrath.
She was smiling at the commotion the others were making as Mei tried to protect her lunch from a thieving Kyoko.
“Please,” Kyoko begged Mei with hungry eyes as Mei stabbed a grape with her fork.
“Fine.” As always Mei caved in and a victorious Kyoko made the grape disappear from the fork Mei was still holding. She then put on an act making the grape out to be the single best thing she had ever tasted. The line for hot food was a mile long so I like everyone else at the table brought food from home. I opened my bag to search for my lunch container that should have contained my lunch, but instead I found a note written on floral pink paper.
‘Dear Bro, I’m sorry about your lunch but I was in a hurry. Love, your adorable little sister Hana.’ That little thief.
“Something the matter?” Yumi asked me. Yumi was a shining example of a girl’s ability to multitask. In one hand she had a drink can and in her other her phone all the while talking to me. I glanced at her screen and saw her playing a mobile game she was play testing for some game company.
“A little mouse got into my bag and stole my lunch.” I sighed and looked at the food line. I had two options, junk food from a vending machine or line up now and hope there was something eatable left by the time I reached the front.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You go to the canteen and meet up with your friends <<click "Dave">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewDave.png]]<</replace>><</click>>, <<click "Mei">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewMei.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and <<click "Yumi">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewYumi.png]]<</replace>><</click>>, <<click "Plus Kyoko">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewKyoko.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.<div id="imago"></div>
Your lunch is missing however forcing you to do something else for food.<<endif>>
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[[Vending Machine]]
[[Line up]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I’d rather not take my chances and be forced to pay for something that was comparable to gruel. I stood up from my perch on the window with wallet in hand.
“I’m heading to the machines,” I announced to my friends.
“Have fun,” Dave gave his usual words of encouragement.
“You should eat properly… hey!” Mei’s attempt to scold me was interrupted by her own food being stolen from her fork by Kyoko.
“Wait!” Yumi called getting up as well.
“I’ll come along.”
“You don’t have to,” is what I would have said if I didn’t need to speak to her about a bug I had recently discovered on my phone.
We left the canteen together and made for the junk filled machines tucked beneath the nearby stairway. Even as she walked she still had her phone out playing her game.
“Hey you know a lot about phone apps right?” I began.
“I guess so,” she didn’t look up.
“Well this morning I somehow installed a new app on my phone but not only does it do nothing, I also can’t figure out how to remove it.” I still wasn’t sure how I installed it. My phone is also my alarm and when I woke up this morning I think I hit a few buttons I shouldn’t have when trying to silence the alarm app.
There was a que at the vending machines but it was significantly smaller than the one in the canteen. I lined up and glanced over the shoulders of those in front of me pondering what to get. Unfortunately another stroke of bad luck hit. The machine hadn’t been restocked recently so what was left was the horrid stuff nobody wanted. Among them was a raisin health bar that was more expensive than most the confectionaries. Way to encourage healthy eating there.
“What’s it called?” Yumi asked going back to my phone trouble.
“Reborn.”
“You tried using the app uninstaller?”
“Yes.” That was the first thing I did.
“Odd. I’ve tools on my computer I can use to fix it. Come round mine later.”
“I can’t, detention remember?”
“Oh, well tomorrow then.” We reached the front of the line and I ordered my ‘lunch’.
We then returned to the canteen and reclaimed my uncomfortable perch on the windowsill. The junkfood did nothing to fill me. Today had been pretty crappy thus far, I hoped it improved.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You go to the vending machin with Yumi and talk about a mysterious app that you can't remove from your phone. Yumi offers to help, but is unable as you have detention afterschool.<<endif>>
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[[Detention]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>The line was long and the food questionable but at least it would be more filling than chocolate and soda.
“I must embark on a long journey, I know not when I’ll return so don’t wait for me,” I declared standing up. The line had reached the stage it was unlikely to grow any longer. I cursed my little sister for stealing my food as I stood behind a second year who had yet to discover the existence of deodorant. Slowly the line moved as the minutes passed by. Slowly but surely I was getting closer to the food counter. Then to the annoyance of everyone in the line progress suddenly stopped.
“Hold on, I know it’s here somewhere.”
Standing at the till fishing through the contents of her purse was a girl with flowing blonde hair. I knew who she was, every boy in school did. Her name was <<click "Cassidy">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewCassidy.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and she topped the good looks department with a curvy supermodel body and hair that looked like it was fresh from the saloon. Her personality however left a lot to be desired.<div id="imago"></div>
“Seventeen… Eighteen… Nineteen…” Someone behind me was counting up. I smiled because I knew exactly what she was counting.
“Hey Cass let me pay.” Yup. Cassidy’s ‘Let me find my money’ routine gave any member of her harem the chance to step in and earn some Cassidy points by paying for her.
“Twenty seconds, they must be slack today,” mocked the girl behind me to her friend. Why pay for anything yourself when you can just bat an eyelid and get someone else to pay for it? Half the girls envied her and the other half hated her.
With Cassidy out of the way the line resumed moving and eventually I reached the Promised Land. Sadly there was little left and the only thing I dared eat was the fries. By the time I got my food, paid and returned to the table the canteen was beginning to empty. Mei had already fled and naturally Kyoko went with her. Dave was also absent so Yumi was the only one still seated with her eyes still glued to her game.
“I have return with great treasure,” I proclaimed upon my return. At least now I had an actual seat.
“Was it bad?”
“Horrible. When I stand in that line I question whether or not I’d prefer to go back to mankind’s hunter-gatherer times.” I applied sauce to my fries to give them at least some taste. Yumi laughed a little.
Since we were alone I could ask Yumi about something odd that had happened this morning.
“Yumi can you take a look at my phone? There is this weird bugged app on it that does nothing and won’t go away.” Yumi was good with technology, espically smartphone apps.
“Bugged? How so?”
“When I click on its icon nothing happens. I also can’t uninstall it using my phone’s uninstaller.”
“Odd, what’s it called.”
“Reborn.”
“Never heard of it. Well come round mine later and I’ll get rid of it for you.” That was a kind offer but unfortunately detention meant I had to turn her down. Soon after eating the bell to signal the end of lunch chimed and I hoped that my day would start to improve. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wait in line to get food. However the line is being held up by <<click "Cassidy">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewCassidy.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.<div id="imago"></div>Afterwards you tell Yumi about a mysterious app on your phone. She offers to look at it but you decline as you have detention after school.<<endif>>
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[[Detention]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I wasn’t surprised when I found a line outside Mrs Clark’s room where detention would be held.<div id="imago"></div>
<<click "Mrs Clark">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewClark.png]]<</replace>><</click>> had a reputation for dishing out detentions, easily having dished more detentions any other teacher. She was the one who had handed me my sentence as well. There was nothing pleasant about her. She was that old overweight teacher that everyone hated. She had also yet to make an appearance despite having twenty pupils including myself lined up outside her room while the rest of the student body headed home for the day. We had to wait for ten minutes for her to arrive and the first thing she said once we were sat down was.
“Since we’re starting late, we’ll finish late.”
For a reason that nobody but her could be blamed for she had just dumped an extra ten minutes onto our imprisonment duration.
“I expect these work sheets finished and on my desk tomorrow morning.” Of course ten minutes extra wasn’t enough for her, she had to throw some additional homework on top which she knew would take us hours to do.
“And don’t try writing down a stream of wrong answers to save time. Anyone who doesn’t get at least 75% right will be coming back for another round of detention on Friday.” I wasn’t even sure that was allowed. I could hear groans of despair as papers were passed around the room. We may have been in different years but Mrs Clark had gone the extra mile by giving us all questions catered to us. For the duration of the entire detention Mrs Clark kept a close eye on everyone ensuring they were doing their work. Nobody dared make a sound. I just kept my head down and did what I could to reduce the burden of my work later. If I kept silent she should ignore me.
Then it happened, a short jingle broke the silence and I knew immediately it had come from the phone in my schoolbag.
“Who was that?” Mrs Clark had very fortunately been at the front of room with her head down when it happened. Her eyes were glaring in my direction but I faked innocence, starring at the head in front of me. I had to remain calm and hoped those around me didn’t rat me out.
“Right bags on the table everyone. I know I heard someone’s phone and school rules state phones are to be kept turned off at all times!” I panicked. If she found my phone it would be a pain in the ass to get it back. Fortunately there was one person in the room who didn’t fear her.
“Why, you going to search them?” Speaking was Jacob, captain of the basketball team and everyone knew the message his words carried. In short, Mrs Clark didn’t have the authority to conduct a bag search and for a very good reason.
“No, you are going to empty everything out on the table!” She ordered but Jacob didn’t budge. He knew she couldn’t force us to do that, everyone did.
“I refuse.” Jacob had the balls to do what everyone else feared to do and that was stand up to Mrs Clark. He was a competitive sportsman and had learned to press any advantage he was given. Mrs Clark was scowling in frustration. She wanted to grab his bag and search through it herself but she couldn’t. Recently the school had been caught up in a scandal where a female student’s bag was forcefully searched in front of the entire class. I didn’t know the full details but when a local newspaper printed the headline ‘Male teacher showsoff a student’s tampons to entire class’ the school found itself in a big scandal.
“I won’t stand for such cheek; I’ll see you again tomorrow afternoon.” Mrs Clark was already reaching into her desk for a fresh detention slip for Jacob.
“You sure? The reporters will be here around that time.” The reporters in this city were like hungry sharks. A single drop of blood in the water would be all it took for them to come swarming from every direction. Mrs Clark couldn’t punish Jacob for not emptying his bag without rekindling the scandal’s flames and she knew it.
She had no other choice but to shut her drawer and sit down again. Everyone could sense her frustration and nobody dared say anything. It was a painful hour and Mrs Clark took it the full length and beyond. Finally twenty minutes after I should have already finished this nightmare she released us.
“Remember I want your work on my desk tomorrow morning.”
“Will your door be open?” Someone asked a very valid question. Everyone knew the answer to that question, no, no it wouldn’t.
“Are you being cheeky?” Unsurprisingly she completed dodged the question. I knew what was best for me and got out as did many others. Say the wrong thing and she’ll just make your life more miserable.
Once out of the school I immediately fished through my bag for my phone. I still didn’t know why it went off in the first place. I unlocked it and checked the notification log.
“Reborn update 1.0 Installed.” I read the puzzling text. I could have sworn that app was bugged, I didn’t expect it to suddenly update itself for no reason. I shrugged and put the phone back in my bag. I had missed the bus because of Mrs Clark’s extended detention and had a long journey home. Well at least the house wouldn’t be cold when I made it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You go to detention which is being taken by <<click "Mrs Clark">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewClark.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.
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Your phone makes a noise nearly getting you in trouble but you are saved by a friend. Once out of school you investigate the noise and discover a message stating 'Reborn update 1.0 Installed'.<<endif>>
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[[Evening]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“No Ms, I was just listening with my head down.” I prayed that would fly. It didn’t.
“Really? Recite for me what I just said then.” Shit. I scanned the room for some kind of clue but there was none to be found. I hadn’t been paying any attention so tried to form words using what I think she might have said. When half the class giggled at my answer I knew I was wrong.
“Joe… See me after class.” Ms Angela marched back up to the front of the room. That could have gone better. At least I was able to admire Ms Angela’s sleek legs as she returned to the front of the class or rather I’d have liked too.
“Joe!” The girl next to me hissed again spotting what I was doing. It didn’t take a detective to figure out where my eyes had been focused so I quickly lowered my gaze and began scribbling down notes hoping that by actually learning something I might be forgiven.
The bell finally chimed and while my classmates were free to leave I remained imprisoned in this classroom.
“Joe,” Ms Angela spoke approaching my desk. “I’m sure you’ve figured out that I’m getting irritated with your poor behaviour. Even you are bright enough to figure that out.”
“Well I do…” A sharp hand signal cut me off.
“I’d rather you didn’t give me an excuse to punish you further. I’m tempted to give you a detention, but the fact you already have one today sways me to show some mercy. Don’t expect me to be so kind next time.”
Just a stern warning? I guess I should be happy that’s all I’m getting.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You attempt to bluff but are called out on it. Luckily you avoid punishment.<<endif>>
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[[To Lunch]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Welcome home.” The warm voice of my step-mother <<click "Chloe">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewChloe.png]]<</replace>><</click>> called out to me from the kitchen as I stepped through the front door.<div id="imago"></div>
Only a year ago the only thing that was there for me when I got home was a cold and empty apartment. Now I was greeted by the smile of the woman who had mended my father’s damaged heart and her daughter Hana who looked up to me like a real older brother.
“Hi Chloe, my dad not home yet?” I noticed his car wasn’t parked outside.
“No they needed him to work overtime, he’ll be home this evening.” I glanced at Chloe as she reached up to take something from one of the shelves. Looking at her from the side the size of her large bosom really stuck out. I kind of felt bad anytime I saw her do housework as I didn’t know how to express my thanks properly. She was an amazing woman and my father was lucky to have her but I just couldn’t open up to her or her daughter Hana. My parent’s divorce had been messy, my mother wanted a new life free from not just my father but also me and that put us both under a lot of stress. She wanted a family she could boast about to her sorority, not a husband who worked a mediocre job and a son with poor exam scores and no sporting achievements. She left us taking as much as she could with her. It was the thought of having to go through that again just made me want to hide behind a wall so I wouldn’t have to deal with it when it happened.
“Welcome home bro,” I heard a voice call out as I ascended the stairs. With her hair tied up in cute twintails and a face that was deceptively youthful was my step-sister <<click "Hana">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/NewHana.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. Still dressed in her uniform she was making her way down the stairs.
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“Yo lunch thief,” I replied with a forced smile. I did try to be friendly, but my uncertainties kept my heart from opening up to them. I was thankful they were around but it was hard to treat them as family, not this soon anyway. I moved aside to let Hana pass but she hesitated.
“Sorry, I’ll make it up to you I promise.” I wasn’t really that upset. A stolen lunch was the lowest on the list of bad things that had happened to me today.
“It’s alright. Anyway I’ve a lot of homework to do so I’ll catch you later.” I slid past her and headed for my room. There I dumped the pages of extra homework I had to do on my desk and groaned. This would take me ages to do. I really do hate that woman. Well there was no reason to delay it. I sat down and continued the torture hoping that maybe I would be able to finish up before dinner.
It turned out to be a vein hope as the questions just got harder. Shortly after my dad arrived home Chloe called the family for dinner and I was able to enjoy my life for a while before returning upstairs to continue torturing my brain. Even when I was finally done with Mrs Clark’s torture I still had more homework for another subject. By the time I finished it was night and past 9 o’clock. Pretty much dead I collapsed onto my bed with my phone to check my mail. There was nothing of importance but as I closed the mail app I saw the little red icon of the Reborn app that nearly got me killed today.
“Well since it has caused me so much trouble I might as well see if it’s changed.” I pressed the icon belonging to the mysterious app. I was expecting it to do nothing as per usual but to my surprise it actually worked.
I sat up curious as I read the info screen for the mysterious <<click "Reborn App.">><<replace "#imago3">>[img[images/RebornApp.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago3"></div>
‘Reborn is an advanced bio-manipulation application capable of altering a person’s appearance into anything they desire.’ My heart sank into a pool of disappointment.
“Oh not one of these bloody things.” I knew now what I had; it was one of those dumb apps that took a person’s face and did all sorts of dumb crap like give them puppy dog eyes or insane hair styles. There were too many girls in the world that had nothing better to do than spamfuck their friends with pictures of them imposed with dogs. I quickly skipped past the rest of the intro in the search for an uninstall button. I pressed it immediately but of course it didn’t work.
‘We detect you have yet to explore the features Reborn offers. We recommend you explore the sample tutorial before continuing. Press Start to start the tutorial.’ There wasn’t even a no option.
“Well if it gets you off my phone any faster.” I pressed start and the screen changed.
‘Please take a photo of yourself, preferably your face but any body part will do.’
“Okay here’s your photo,” I laughed pulling down my trousers and boxers. I took a photo of my exposed genitals and pulled my trousers back up. If this app was some kind of data harvesting Trojan that was collecting pictures of peoples’ faces then the guy in charge had a surprise coming.
‘Great, now choose from our list of options.’ There was now a picture of my naked crotch on screen with a few options under it. Amusingly the app knew what it had just taken a picture off and was offering me options based on that such as adjust size, remove hair and alter colour but the one that caught my attention simply read ‘reverse’.
“Alright let’s see what this does.” I pressed reverse and my jaw dropped as the screen reloaded replacing my male genitals with female ones. I nearly threw the phone at the prospect of having such an app on it. Plus it was freaky seeing the space between my legs changed like that.
“Alright enough of that… how do I quit this thing?” I spotted a small X in the top corner and pressed it.
‘Apply changes before quitting?’ <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You return home and bump into your step-mother <<click "Chloe">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewChloe.png]]<</replace>><</click>>, and step-sister <<click "Hana">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHana.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. Your Dad isn't home yet. After a quick hello you go to your room to test out the Reborn app. To your disappointment it appears to be a simple image manipulation program. After accidently gender swapping you genitals you quit the app, but first it asks you if you want to apply changes before quitting.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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[[Yes]]
[[No]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I pressed no. Why would I want this thing saving weird crap to my phone? I quit the pointless tutorial and uninstalled it. Well that was that. I just browsed the internet the rest of the night then went to bed. The next day I went back to school, and the next, and the next.
My school life continued on like that until the end of the year where I somehow managed to graduate by barely passing my finals. University wasn't on the list for me so I got a job and followed in my father's footsteps as a regular Joe just trying to make a living.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You press no and rid your phone of the app. Life remains boring and uneventful. The End<<endif>>
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~Originary Life End~
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>>
Or <<return>> and try the other option.<<set $update1 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>It didn’t really matter what I pressed so I hit Yes. Immediately I felt it, a fuzzy feeling inside my underwear. My hand immediately went for my crotch but by then the fuzzy feeling had stopped.
“Huh?” Something felt off. I pressed my hand between my legs but what I was feeling wasn’t what I should have been feeling. Confused I pulled down my trousers once again and that was when I saw it, or rather didn’t see it.
“It’s gone!” I exclaimed with both hands now at my crotch searching for something that I have had since birth, something that was no longer there. What I found was something else. I tried to crank my head down to have a look but it was out of sight. I could feel it though so I grabbed my bedside mirror and positioned it between my legs. I saw it, I saw on my body a hole that hadn't been there before.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You apply the changes and immediately feel fuzzy. On inspection you discover that your body has changed.<<endif>>
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[[Changed]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“What the fuck!” I stared into the mirror down at what had happened to my body. How could this be? I was a man. I looked at myself in the mirror and confirmed that my face along with the rest of me was still me. The only thing that had changed was my downstairs. Suddenly there was a knock at my door and I grabbed my pants and pulled them up.
“Come in!” I tried to hide my flustered expression as Chloe poked her head through the door.
“I heard shouting and was worried, are you alright?”
“Yes, just playing some games.” Chloe looked at the TV which was clearly turned off. “On my phone, just some frustrating mobile game!” I held up my phone and laughed.
“Well okay, but try to keep your voice down okay?” She gently closed the door again and I felt bad for having worried her. Wait that wasn’t what was important right now. I looked down at my groin again. My mind backtracked to try and figure out how this had happened but it didn’t have to go far. I looked at the phone that was still in my hand and read the message on screen.
‘Change complete, enjoy your new image.’ Is that all it had to say for itself?
“How do I undo this?” I scrambled for an undo option but there wasn’t one. Maybe there was something in that text I skipped over. I closed the app then opened it again so I could read the intro text.
‘Reborn is an advanced bio-manipulation application capable of altering a person’s appearance into anything they desire.’ Next.
‘With a range of functions you can reshape your image and the image of those around you. Version 1.0 contains a range of useful features such as image copying, swapping and tool for fine adjustment.’ For the next part the writing suddenly shrunk to a barely readable size.
‘The creators of Reborn app bare no responsibility for the actions of those using it. All users are responsible for the consequences of their own actions.’ A standard legal disclaimer but who even made this thing? There was no mention of a creator anywhere.
“This is weird.” I was back on the app’s main menu looking at the options. Alter Image, Copy Image, Swap Image and then a locked option that read ‘more features coming soon.’ More features? As if this thing wasn’t weird enough already. I looked down at the options. This app had already done the impossible once but now I wanted to know just how much could it do.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You are surprised to discover that you now have a pussy. You realise the Reborn app is responsible and undo the change. You return to normal then look at what else the app can do. Availble options include Alter Image, Copy Image and Swap Image with more options coming soon.<<endif>>
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[[I'll test it tomorrow]]
[[I'll test it now|I have to know]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $day1tf = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was getting pretty late. Going outside at this time would worry Chloe and my dad. I’d rather not use some mysterious app on my family so closed it and put my phone away. I let out a yawn and looked at the clock. It wasn’t too early to hit the hay plus I could use some rest after what I’ve been through today.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to not try the app tonight. You head to bed soon after.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day 2 Start]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I needed to know just what this thing could do. The easiest feature to use sounded like it would be the copy function so I opened it and was greeted by a short explanation of how it worked.
‘The copy feature works by capturing the image of another person. Simply use the phone camera to capture their image then apply it to yourself. Images can be taken from any angle but their whole body must be in frame.’ Point and click. That sounds simple so I’ll go with that. I crept out of my room and followed the sound of the TV to the living room. I couldn’t have hoped for better. Chloe was sitting watching a documentary about wolves and Hana was stroking our pet cat. Both had their backs to me so I raised my phone and choose a target.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decided to test it using the copy feature. You go downstairs where Chloe and Hana are watching TV. Pick one of them to copy.<<endif>>
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[[Copied Chloe]]
[[Copied Hana]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>The sound of my beeping phone pulled me from my sleep. The first of my morning routine was always the same, I reached out, hit the snooze on my phone alarm and went back to sleep. Today however I broke that routine as when my hand reached my phone my memories of what happened yesterday hit me like a brick. I grabbed my phone again and saw the Reborn App's icon where it had always been.
“So it wasn’t a dream,” I whispered. It was still freaky that such a thing even existed.
<<if $day1tf is "yes">>I couldn’t wait to see what else it could do.<<endif>><<if $day1tf is "no">>I was a little hesitant about actually using it though.<<endif>>
I noticed there was an exclaimation mark in the corner of the apps icon. I tapped on it and a new info box appeared.
'Update 2.0! Copy feature can now copy clothing as well so you can match your outfits! Having problems making your targets pose for the camera? Fear not, the all new Poser feature will fix that!'
Like before the app's descriptions were plain and didn't give away the app's true power.
<<if $chloecopy is "yes">>
Suddenly there was a knock on my door and Chloe called out to me.
“Joe it’s time to get up,” Chloe called out softly. My mind flashed back to what had happened yesterday when I was in her body.
“I’ll be down soon!” I replied back, trying not to think about it. <<endif>><<if $hanacopy is "yes">>
“Hey bro you’re gonna be late,” Hana suddenly yelled through the door. I immediately had a flashback to yesterday. I shook my head to chase away the distracting thoughts.
“Alright I’ll be out soon!” I yelled through my door.<<endif>>
I quickly performed my morning routine. I changed into my uniform, had breakfast, washed up and said my farewells to my family as I headed for the bus under the grey sky.
“Another cold and miserable day.” Shame there wasn’t an app for changing the weather as easily as I could change my body. I still had to face Mrs Clark and hand in my work from yesterday. That was going to be fun I thought to myself with sarcasm.
Upon arriving at school I headed straight for her room expecting two things, for her to not be there and for her door to be locked. I was right on both counts. I had two options. Wait for her which risks, no, will definitely result in me being late for rollcall because Mrs Clark never shows up anywhere on time. Or go to rollcall and try to quickly find her once I was finished there. I knew that bitch well enough to know she’d be doing everything in her power to ensure that no matter what I got in trouble. She was probably in the staff room right now sitting on her fat ass. It suddenly occurred to me that there was any option that I hadn’t considered. I checked there were no teachers looking and pulled out my phone. The Reborn app! I could impersonate the cow to get a room key from the janitor and unlock the door. Although the thought of turning into her wasn't excatly the most appealing thing in the world. It would mean however that I wouldn't be late.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You get up and discover the Reborn app has upated. You can now copy clothing and also make people pose for you. You go to school and need to hand in your detention work to Mrs Clark but she has locked her door preventing you from dropping it on her desk.<<endif>>
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[[Wait for her to arrive]]
[[Impersonate Mrs Clark to get key]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $day1tf ="yes">><<set $chloecopy = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I took aim at Chloe and pressed copy. ‘Copy Success’ appeared on screen and the apply button became active. I’d be a fool to try this out here so I returned to my room.
“Okay time to see what this thing can do.” Took a deep breath pressed apply. My vision blurred and my entire body became fuzzy for a moment. I was completely paralysed as it happened but it lasted only a moment and the fuzziness was replaced by bareness. I looked down to see where my clothes had gone but instantly forgot about them when I saw what my body had become. Two large mounds of flesh obscured my vision so I looked at myself in the mirror and looking back at <<click "me">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewChloeNu.png]]<</replace>><</click>> was Chloe's naked body.
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“It worked,” I said with my step-mother’s voice. Her large breasts, her long hair, her wide hips, I had them all. I had become her. I grabbed the mirror from my bed and looked at not at my own face but hers. It had really worked. My body had been completely changed into Chloe’s. I suddenly found myself seeing tiny details about Chloe that I had never noticed before. I ran a hand up her arm feeling her fine hairs and the different muscle structure. I had never gotten this close to her so I couldn’t know for sure that this was her body but I had a strong feeling it was. The size and weight of my chest felt cumbersome, I only had these melons for a minute they were already causing me some trouble. I used my hands to support their weight and unable to resist the temptation jiggled them a little.
“If my top half is like this…” My hands moved towards but I hestiated, should I really be treating this body like it's my own?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You copy Chloe then return to your room. You test our your <<click "new body">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewChloeNu.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and realise you have completely turned into Chloe. You wonder if you should take your exploration 'further'.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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[[That's Enough, I know the app works now]]
[[It's my body so I should fully 'explore' it]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $day1tf = "yes">><<set $hanacopy = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I took aim at Hana and pressed copy. ‘Copy Success’ appeared on screen and the apply button became active. I’d be a fool to try this out here so I returned to my room.
“Okay time to see what this thing can do.” Took a deep breath pressed apply. My vision blurred and my entire body became fuzzy for a moment. I was completely paralysed as it happened but it lasted only a moment and the fuzziness was replaced by a feeling of bareness. My trousers must have fell down as my waist had become too thin to hold them up. My point of view had also shrunk by close to two foot so everything seemed a little bigger than before. Hana was no child but because of how petite she was there were often times she was confused with one. The gap in our height was deceptive of the gap in our age. Going from a boy of above average height to a girl of below average height was dizzying.
“Did it work?” I wasn’t completely sure so I grabbed the mirror and looked at the reflection. It was Hana. Her soft face was right in front of me and I reached out and tried to touch it before realising it was just a reflection. I redirected my hand to my cheek and gave it a soft squeeze. It was really me.
“Wow this is weird,” I said with her voice. Then I made the mistake of looking down at my now <<click "naked body.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHanaNu.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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My trousers hadn't fallen down, they had ceased to exist. In a contrast to the melons her mother had attached to her chest, Hana’s cup size was far more modest. I had once overhead Chloe assuring Hana that she still had plenty of time to grow. As little as there was there I still had to know just what a girl’s breasts felt like. I slid my hand up and gave my chest a gentle squeeze.
“So soft.” I suddenly felt very vulnerable. When I first met Hana I thought she was a few years younger than she actually was because of her height. As much as she complained about having a small body it did aid her performance as a top gymnast. There was a shelf in her room filled with medals and trophies and she even competed internationally occasionally. I’d once seen her at a competition and envied how much flexibly she had in her body. An idea suddenly came to mind. I lay down on the floor and stretched my legs apart slowly. The gap between my thighs grew greater and I leant forward so my chest could touch the floor until my body was in a perfect T shape. There was no way I’d ever be able to put my body in a shape like this as a guy. Being Hana gave me flexibility I never had before.
“This really is her body.” I returned to a more normal position and looked at myself in the mirror again. Seeing a cute girl wearing nothing had a strong appeal to it. I could barely believe that right now that was me. It was kind of making me excited.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You copy Hana then return to your room. You test our your <<click "new body.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHanaNu.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and realise you have completely turned into Hana. <div id="imago"></div>
You wonder if you should take your exploration 'further'.<<endif>>
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[[Enough for tonight, I know the app is legit]]
[[I can't waste this opportunity]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I stopped and shook my head. I may be the one standing here but it still didn’t make it my body. If I went any further I’d probably never been able to look Chloe in the eye again.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide against it.<<endif>>
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[[Time for bed]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $day1sx = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Just how similar to her was I now? I sat down on my bed and spread my legs. With the mirror in hand I could see what my breasts were <<click "hiding from me.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MaSceneChloe.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago"></div>
“It looks so different." Chloe’s entrance wasn't like the one I had before. Maybe it was something to do with age or possibly even experience. I mean Hana had come out of this thing right? It was kind of surreal, even though this body was just a copy it was still identical to hers in every way including the faded stretch marks that were the symbol that life had once been created here. I wanted to see even more, with my other hand I spread her labia and gazed at the pink flesh inside. I was touching her, I was touching the pussy me and Chloe now shared. My thirst for discovery was far from quenched. I poked my index finger against her, against my, soft insides and slowly inserted myself deeper. I could feel it, I could feel my finger inside me and I could also feel my moist walls fold around my digit. Another finger was welcomed inside and began to stir around. Holy shit it felt weird and amazing at the same time. This may have been the first time for me but this body knew the feeling of having something inside it and was almost guiding me through muscle memory. I let go of the mirror so I could have a free hand to grab my breasts that were crying for attention. I kneaded my hardened nipples between my fingers as I continue to stir around my insides. I couldn’t stop now if I wanted to. Even my male mind couldn’t keep down my moans and I had to sink my teeth into my blanket to silence them. I felt something building inside me and the internet had educated me well to what it was.
“Mmmphfff!” I cried through the blanket as I hit my orgasm. In that moment I felt my entire body clench up as a tidal wave of pleasure hit. My body slumped as I recovered from what I had just felt. This morning I thought I was the unluckiest boy alive but right now, I was certain I was the luckiest.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take your exploration <<click "further.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MaSceneChloe.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago"></div>
It feels amazing and you cum hard from the pleasure.<<endif>>
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[[Time for bed]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">><<if $day1sx is "yes">>I recomposed myself and brought my head back down to earth.<<endif>>I reached for my phone and opened up the app. I hoped there was an undo button because if the only way for me to turn back to normal was to copy my own body then I was fucked. Fortunately in the copy section a new button had appeared.
‘Return to previous image.’ I pressed it without hesitation and felt my body go fuzzy again as I lost my copied female body and returned to normal. I was back to being me again. My clothes had also reappeared in the same fashion they had been before. I still couldn’t really believe it. Being able to copy someone’s body and move around in it like it was your own? It felt like an invasion of piracy but also felt rather empowering. My test had been a definite success. I didn’t know how but the app worked and with that knowledge I was actually beginning to look forward to tomorrow.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You turn back to normal having proved the app definitely works.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day 2 Start]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was getting a bit too weird being someone else, especially someone I knew. There was just some uneasy about having such a delicate body when all my life I’ve been the tall guy who towers above the crowd.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide against it.<<endif>>
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[[Time for bed]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $day1sx = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>What other cute poses could I make in this body? I could see everything but that which was most important. I slowly spread her legs again and gaze at something yet to be seen by the eyes of man. I moved the hand mirror a little closer for a better view. I had expected Hana’s puss to be like the one I had seen on myself not long ago but they were nothing alike. For starters there wasn’t a strand of pubic hair, a testament to how late puberty was coming for her. Her skin a lighter shade by comparison and like the rest of Hana’s body just looked so delicate like a flower that should never be touched. That didn’t stop me. If you asked if it was because I was curious about Hana or curious about myself I wouldn’t be able to give you an answer. I touched the <<click "delicate flower">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MaSceneHana.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and spread the petals to gaze at the pink bud inside. With curiosity in full control I touched my clit and what I felt couldn’t compare to any other part of the body.
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“Oh my god.”
Once I had my first taste of a girl’s pleasure there was no stopping me. I leaned back and allowed my hands full access to my new sex. I slid a digit inside and felt my tight walls grip around me.
“It’s so warm,” I whispered looking into the mirror. I began sliding my finger in and out gently to stimulate my moistening pussy. It felt so good. I couldn’t believe that only one half of earth’s populace were allowed to experience this. I resisted my bodies desire to gently moan as I increased the motion of my finger. Meanwhile my other hand found its way back to my clit. The knowledge I had gained from the internet was reciting itself in my head and I pinched my clit between my fingers. That was too much. The wave of pleasure I felt in that moment was overpowering and was something I was unprepared for. I let out a cry as experienced my female orgasm.
“Incredible.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take your exploration further. <<click "Hana's body">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MaSceneHana.png]]<</replace>><</click>> is senstive to the touch. You masturbate then cum from the pleasure.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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[[Time for bed]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>The staff room was naturally fairly busy. Copying Mrs Clark without being spotted would be difficult. Fortunately I had arrived at just the right moment. One of my comrades from yesterday’s detention, a 1st year from the looks of it, had called <<click "Mrs Clark">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewClark.png]]<</replace>><</click>> into the corridor.<div id="imago"></div>
“I said on my desk, why are you trying to hand it to me?” He had already discovered the locked door and in a bid to not be late to rollcall was trying to hand his homework to her. I knew better which was why I didn’t even consider that as an option. His loss was my gain. I discretely took aim and used the new feature to copy both her clothing and her image.
“Copy successful.” I ducked away and found somewhere isolated to put my plan into action.
“Here goes.” I took a deep breath and applied the changes. I felt an unpleasant fuzziness as it happened and the unpleasantness didn’t end when the transformation did. Immediately I had a sense for the fact my bodyweight had just doubled.
“This is nothing like what I felt yesterday/Is this what it feels to be someone else?” It was just plain unpleasant. I took a step forward and nearly broke my ankle because of how unaccustomed I was to both wearing heels and having so much weight on it. Before I pressed that button I thought unlocking her door would be but a simple task, but not I felt like it would be a challenge. Walking was hard enough without having to dodge the many students filling the halls. Fortunately everyone got out of my way and looked at me a mix of fear and hatred. One oblivious girl was talking to her friends when they suddenly pulled her out of my way as I approached. Walking these halls as a teacher was completely different to walking them as a student. I reached the janitors station and discovered the door lying wide open with the janitor just sitting watching security cameras.
“Ahem, Geoffrey I require a spare key to my classroom.” I did my best Mrs Clark impression.
“You know where it is.” Geoffrey didn’t move. Crap where were the spare keys? I quickly scanned the small room and spotted a corkboard with a wide assortment of keys. I needed the key for room 6-A. Ah there it is. I quickly unhook the spare key and departed. With the key secure I had no reason to remain as Mrs Clark. I got out of sight and returned to normal.
“Ah that feels so much better.” It was like I had just been freed from a straightjacket. Quickly I headed for Mrs Clark’s room, unlocked the door, dropped off my homework and left the door unlocked for others to do the same. The janitor had since left his station so I returned the key and headed on my way.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You find Mrs Clark at the staffroom and successfully turn yourself into her. The janitor gives you her room key without question allowing you and the others to submit your homework.<<endif>>
<<set $clarktf = "yes">>
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[[Next|Day 2 Before Registration]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $clarktf = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>On second thoughts, I really didn’t want to transform into her. I waited patiently and was joined in my wait by several of my detention buddies. Five minutes. Ten. Fifteen. Finally the ground began to tremble from her approach. Without a word she unlocked her door and then closed it again, forcing us to knock to be allowed inside to drop off our work. It wasn’t worth the effort saying anything to her. We just dropped our homework on our desk and left.
“Better hurry to registration, you don’t want to be marked late.”
“Well no shit bitch,” I screamed internally. If she really gave a dam about us being marked late she wouldn’t have waited until the last second to unlock her door. I hurried through the corridor to get to class. I was late but thankfully my rollcall teacher wasn’t a complete bitch unlike someone and corrected the register.
“Alright off to your first class.” I barely had time to sit down before I had to leave again.
“Cutting it close there mate,” Dave patted me on the shoulder. I wouldn’t be seeing him again till lunch so my chance to tell him about the app would have to wait till then.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to wait for the cow you arrive. By the time she shows up you are already late for rollcall and barely make it in time.<<endif>>
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[[Head to class|Keep him guessing]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Hey Dave,” I called out, patting <<click "Dave">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewDave.png]]<</replace>><</click>> on the back. We both had rollcall in the same room.
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“Hello my brother. How is your soul holding up? It doesn’t seem too crushed to me.”
“Huh?” It took me a moment to get what he was talking about. Mrs Clark’s detentions were referred to as soul crushing and I had to admit after getting out I felt like my soul had been crushed. After getting my revenge on her however I was feeling a lot better. I wonder how she would react when she discovered her room unlocked and homework on her desk. I’d be worried if it was just my work but I had seen someone else drop theirs off as well after I had returned the key.
Since I had the opportunity I thought about telling Dave just why I was so happy...<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Happy about pulling one over Mrs Clark, you consider telling Dave about the Reborn app.<<endif>>
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[[Keep him guessing]]
[[Tell Dave about App]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">><<if $clarktf is "yes">>"Well let’s just say I got a little revenge."<<endif>> Another slow morning followed. At least today I didn’t have any problems staying awake during class so that was an improvement. As the clock hit noon however I was suffering from another problem and that was a grumbling stomach. I wasn’t sure what it was with my body but I always seemed to be starving around this time and it was still another hour before lunch. I took my seat in what would be my last class before then trying not to think about my empty stomach. I hope Hana hasn’t stolen my lunch again. Her cute smile won’t save her if she’s done it two days in a row.
“So you coming round mine later?” In my battle against my stomach I had failed to notice <<click "Yumi">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewYumi.png]]<</replace>><</click>> taking a seat next to me.
“Oh right the app… actually…”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You head to class. Just before lunch you encounter Yumi. She hasn't forgotten about what you said yesterday and asks about the bugged app.<<endif>>
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[[Say it's gone|Day 2 Before Lunch]]
[[Show Yumi]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $tell = "dave">><<if $TLDR is "no">>This was too good to keep a secret. Maybe I just wanted to gloat but I had to tell someone what I had done.
“Oh don’t worry, Mrs Clark is going to be fuming when she finds out what I, I mean, what 'somebody' did.”
“You’re taking a big risk challenging a hippo to a fight, those things are ferocious. So what did you do? Superglue everything on her desk in place again?” Mrs Clark was still on the hunt for the person who had done that which I was sorry to say wasn’t me.
“No, look I’ll show you at lunch but my phone now has this really cool app that lets me transform into other people. I impersonated Mrs Clark and unlocked her door so that I, and everyone else, was able to submit our detention work on time.” Dave showed a bit of smile towards that explanation.
“You have the power to transform into her so you used it to unlock her door? Jeez if I had that power I would have danced around the school sprinkling flower petals around me. That would have destroyed her reputation which I’m sure you agree is the only thing she really cares about.” I liked Dave’s suggestion as a joke but it had a range of problems associated with it, the main one being the real Mrs Clark. If I could possess her and make her think my actions were her own then maybe I’d take Dave’s idea on board but that last thing I wanted was Mrs Clark to be aware that I had this power.
Our registration teacher soon appeared to take rollcall. I looked across to Dave wondering if he actually believed me or not. He was the type of guy who if you said dragons had taken over the sky would agree with you and also claim to have seen them. He was the one person I knew who actually enjoyed talking with the crazy people who sometimes sat next you on the late night bus.
After a few painfully long classes lunch time finally rolled around and instead of heading to the canteen like usual me and Dave snuck away. Dave suggested using the gym’s outside storage building. It was where all the outdoor sports equipment was stored and because it was positioned behind the gym nobody would see us go in. There was no better place so that was where we headed.
“Let there be light,” Dave declared hitting the light switch. The room’s old lights flickered into action illuminating a wide range of muddy sports equipment. The smell was as you'd expect but I ignored it and pulled my phone from my pocket.
"The app does a number of things. For example I could turn into you or we could swap bodies. I can also turn you into a girl or there is a new feature named 'Poser' I've yet to try."
“It’s your toy so you decide.” With Dave's invitation I decided to do just that.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell Dave about the app's power. He shows interest and at lunch you find somewhere private to test it out. He gives you the option of what to do.<<endif>>
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[[Turn into Dave]]
[[Swap with Dave]]
[[Turn Dave into a girl]]
[[Test the poser on Dave]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $tell = "yumi">><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Actually the app works but it’s unlike anything I’ve ever seen. I’ll come round yours later to show you.” Here wasn’t the best place to demonstrate the apps ability. There were a lot of people watching plus Yumi had the tools at home to take a deep look into how the app did what it did.
I didn’t talk about the app again until after school was over. Me and Yumi got the same bus home anyway so there was no difference there aside from getting off together.
“Here we are," she announced as we arrived at a semi-detached house. “A word of warning, Elyse likes to jump.” She opened the door and immediately I heard the sound of four paws skittling across a wooden floor, then a monster covered in brown fur sprung from the kitchen and charged me. It felt like being tackled by a rugby player as the St Bernard threw its entire bodyweight against me. I tripped on the front step and went tumbling backwards with the massive dog pushing me the whole way.
“Help!” I cried as a wet tongue slobbered over my face.
“I did warn you.” Yumi left me to my fate as I struggled to push away her pet monster. It wasn’t until Yumi’s mother called did Elyse go back into the house and I was finally able to stand up again.
“Here.” Yumi offered me a wet wipe to clean myself with. “C’mon let’s head upstairs.” I followed her up to her room. She opened her bedroom door then suddenly slammed it shut with us both stll outside.
“Actually can you let me get changed first? Just wait downstairs.” Her calm composure had wavered.
“Something the matter?”
“No no. I just need to tidy something.” She weakly laughed changing her excuse. I wanted to know what she was hiding now. Unfortunately the door wasn’t going to open until I was gone. I shrugged and headed back downstairs again as Yumi disappeared into her room.
“I guess I’ll wait.” Wasn’t much else I could do. I sat down on the stairs and waited patiently for Yumi to do whatever it was she was doing. It didn’t take her long. A few minutes later she opened the door again and invited me back in. Her room wasn’t that big and a row of wardrobes just made the floor space problem worse. You could probably sit six people in here max without a personal space violation and two of them would have to be sitting on the bed. Yumi was sat in the chair by her computer desk so the only place for me to sit was on her bed.
“So I thought you were getting changed?” Yumi was still in her uniform.
“Oh, I mean I was getting… charged! I had to charge my phone.” A poor excuse. I had never seen Yumi this flustered, she was usually calm and collect but right now it felt like she had just committed a crime and I was an unwanted detective investigating the scene.
“Well on the topic of phones.” I took my phone out of my bag and passed it to her. “The app updated itself yesterday without warning and then did so again this morning. You’re an expert right, have you ever heard of an app that could change someone’s appearance in the real world?”
“Like an easy to use photo editor?”
“Yes, except when you hit apply it changes the edits into reality. I’ll show you.” I hit copy selecting Yumi as target number one and myself as target number two and applied the changes. I felt my entire body buzz as my vision blurred then refocused itself.
“Wow…” Yumi had suddenly found herself looking at a perfect copy of her. She could even see up the schoolskirt I was now wearing at a perfect copy of the panties we both now shared.
“That is incredible!” She jumped off her seat and suddenly had her face inches from mine getting a closer look. I felt her pinch my cheek then my nose as she tested the flesh of my body. “You’re look just like me.” Her hand suddenly groped my chest as she squeezed my new breasts.
“It’s totally perfect.” She let go. She reached for my eyes and my vision blurred as she took off the pair of glasses I hadn’t even realised I was wearing.
“Did you need to grope me to figure that out?”
“Even our voices are the same. This is insane. Hey go down and ask my mum for two cups of apple juice.” She was getting carried away. What had happened to the boring old Yumi I knew who never got excited about anything?
“Yumi!” I raised my voice. “Can we focus on the important questions?” That did it. She suddenly became aware of her own actions and returned to being the girl I knew. She gave me back the glasses she had taken from me. I put them on then took them off again but the difference was mild at best. They were more reading the blackboard than anything.
“Pass me your phone.” Yumi had returned to her regular self. She had switched on her computer and was waiting for it to boot up. I handed her my phone and she immediately unlocked it.
“Hey! How’d you know how to unlock it?”
“Because you’re stupid for using a trace pattern lockscreen. Using an S shape to unlock it is the equivalent of using ‘password’ as a password."<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell Yumi about the app's functions. You go to her house afterschool to give her a proper demonstration. You start by turning yourself into her. She is amazed and gets carried away and gropes you a little. She finally calms down and gets back to looking at your phones.<<endif>>
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[[Next|YumiHome]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Actually I figured how to fix it. Thanks for the offer though.”
“I see.” She didn’t seem all that interested. She took out her books and when the lesson started didn’t pay me anymore attention. I soon became preoccupied by my own hunger and focused on keeping my stomach quiet for the duration of the class.
The moment class was over I was out the door and rushing towards the canteen. Since my classroom had been close to the canteen the task of securing a table for me and my friends would fall upon me. At least that’s what I thought but upon arriving I spotted a familiar face sitting in the same place she had been yesterday. Despite me arriving at the canteen in record time, <<click "Kyoko">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewKyoko.png]]<</replace>><</click>> was already at the table on the lookout for Mei. Upon seeing me however her expression turned sour and she looked away. Both of us failed to notice that I wasn't alone.
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“Gah she’s here already,” <<click "Mei">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/NewMei.png]]<</replace>><</click>> hissed from behind me where she was peeking over my shoulder. "I think I'll go eat somewhere else."
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“She’s not that bad,” I joked.
“Wanna bet? How about we switch places and see how you like being the subject of her generous affection?” Mei didn’t seem impressed with my remark but her response did give me an idea.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You hide the truth from Yumi. You arrive at lunch early and meet Mei. She is trying to figure out a way to avoid Kyoko.<<endif>>
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[[Suggest switching places|Swap with Mei]]
[[Leave her be|Day 2 Lunch]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $tell = "mei">><<if $TLDR is "no">>How could being the subject of a girl’s unrelenting affection be a bad thing?
“You're on. We switch places and the loser has to do whatever the winner says.” Naturally she gave me a funny look. “But let's find somewhere private first." Curious Mei followed me to the nearby changing rooms. Failing to persuade Mei to follow me into the boys' changing rooms we headed into the girls'.
“If you suggest we swap clothing I’m going to slap you,” Mei threatened. She was obviously very suspicious which I couldn’t blame her for.
“Remember that broken app I mentioned yesterday?” I began explaining.
“Nope.” That’s right Mei wasn’t there when I told Yumi about it.
“Oh. Anyway I have this app on my phone that among other things lets us switch bodies… I think… I haven’t actually tested that feature.” Mei rolled her eyes.
“You’re a moron.” I realised just how stupid I just sounded. “I’m going back.” She turned to leave and as she did I pointed the phone at her with Reborn open and hit image swap. Here goes nothing. I selected Mei at the first target, myself as the second and pressed swap. A typhoon of dizziness struck me as my finger hit the button. My vision briefly blacked out and when my senses returned I was standing much closer to the door. I slowly turned around and saw myself looking at me with a shocked expression.
“Who are you?” They said with shock. Did something go wrong? Mei should have recognised her own face. I looked down at my hands and my uniform. I was in a girl’s uniform alright. I felt my chest and confirmed that beneath my top was definitely a pair of breasts as well.
“Hey don’t touch me!” The other me yelled confirming it was now Mei inside my body. I was still standing where I was when I pressed the switch button. Mei began looking at the back of her new hands still holding my phone. Lacking a hand mirror she used the front camera to look at her new face.
“Wow, how did you do that?” She had calmed down and now seemed kind of excited.
“I told you, I used this new app. It can do loads of things.” I took back my phone to show her the icon.
“Can you swap us back?” She asked.
“Yeah easily, watch.” I opened up the app but a hand grabbed my wrist to stop me.
“Not yet actually.” Mei suddenly stopped me. “I just remembered that bet you made. If you admit that Kyoko is annoying then I win.” In other words I couldn’t lose unless I forfeited. Under her conditions I had already won.
We quickly left the changing room and walked side by side to the lunch hall. Both of us were walking awkwardly because of all the new sensations we were experiencing. I could feel the strap of Mei’s bra on my back and couldn’t restrain myself from reaching behind to try and scratch it. Mei didn’t notice, she was busy dealing with a certain body part she didn’t have before.
“How can you walk? It’s so uncomfortable,” she hissed. I glance downwards to the bulge in my pants. She was avoiding touching it, so it was slanted at an uncomfortable angle. Evidently she was in the midst of an erection. Usually I just adjusted my trousers without thinking about it.
“Just move it around a little,” I whispered back. She looked disturbed at the thought of touching it even through my trousers.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You explain to Mei about the app. She seems unsure so you go somewhere private to demonstrate. You swap bodies with her. Despite giving her a warning she is still taken off guard by it. You return to the canteen in each other's bodies.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Meiswap2]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I laughed off Mei’s comment and headed into the lunch room. Once I had claimed a table Mei could either eat alone somewhere else or join me. She chose to join and sure enough Kyoko soon caught up to her. Yumi was the next to appear followed by Dave. Naturally I patted the windowsill the moment he showed up much like he had done to me yesterday. To my annoyance he just grabbed an empty chair and pulled it over. Technically he wasn’t meant to do that but the beauty of the back corner was that you rarely got told off for doing anything. I thought about telling all my friends about the app since we were together, but with Kyoko here I’d rather not.
Unfortunately she didn’t leave until Mei did and when Mei left it was because the others had agreed to do so as well do as well so I never got the chance to bring up the powers of the app.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You don't help her. You get lunch and are unable to find the right oppertunity to discuss the Reborn app.<<endif>>
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[[There's always tomorrow|Day 2 Home]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I’m sorry Kyoko but Joe has captured my heart.” I spoke those words like it was a stage drama. Mei nearly choked, Dave laughed and Yumi didn’t care. Kyoko however hadn’t picked up on my tone and after sending Mei another death stare let go of me.
“I’m finished,” Kyoko announced coldly and stood up, taking her things and leaving.
“I feel kinda bad now.” I looked at Mei for some reassurance about what I should do. A part of me wanted to chase after Kyoko and explain there was nothing going on between me and Mei. Then again it really wasn’t my place to complicate things further. Mei could handle this as she saw fit once she was back to being herself.
In the meantime we just chatted ideally and continued eating. Dave didn’t suspect a thing and Yumi, well it was impossible to know what she was thinking. She might have figured out what was going on and decided it wasn’t worth mentioning for all I knew.
After ten minutes we had finished eating and were leaving the canteen together. Me and Mei found an excuse to break away and returned to the changing rooms.
“You win,” Mei submitted without a fight. “You somehow managed to get rid of her; if I had an award ribbon I’d give you one.” Her praise didn’t make me feel any better about the manner in which it happened.
“So, as per our agreement I’ll do whatever you want.” Whatever I wanted? Mei would make a great guinee pig or I could keep her in my debt for later.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You proclaim your love for Joe, which disappoints Kyoko. She coldy leaves soon after. You feel bad but Mei thanks you and surrends saying you won the bet. How do you claim your reward?<<endif>>
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[[Use Mei as Guinee Pig]]
[[Reserve for Later]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I could never love anyone more than I love you Kyoko.” I put on my best Dave impression as I said that. Hopefully everyone would see that I was joking.
“Kya I knew it!” Kyoko suddenly threw her arms around me and hugged me tightly. This time it was Mei doing the glaring and she was glaring at me. Evidently she wasn’t impressed with my declaration of love.
“I love you too Mei!” Kyoko cried as she continued to invade my personal space.
“And so their love begins to bear fruit,” Dave narrated. What I had gotten myself into? I better explain to everyone present I was only joking. However before I got the chance Kyoko made her next move.
<img src="images/MeiKyoKiss.png">
Smooch. She kissed me, and on the lips no less. She pulled back and winked playfully leaving me and more importantly Mei absolutely stunned. Kyoko was smiling radiantly as she went back to eating my food. Kyoko’s radiance was overshadowed by the aura of death emanating from Mei. If she stood up and slapped me I’d be fine but she didn’t. Since Kyoko had finally given me some space I quickly ate my lunch but I could feel Mei’s glare the entire time. Things only got worse when Kyoko noticed this and stuck out her tongue at Mei. That did it. Mei’s glare vanished and was replaced with a bone chilling smile. Things had just gone from bad to worse as I felt an overwhelming sense of dread wash over me. She was planning something. I could tell by her expression that right now she was plotting her revenge.
“Oh Mei.” It was here. “I just remembered I have something I need to do tonight, you’ll just have to go see that movie by yourself.” What movie? I had no plans for tonight.
“Why don’t you take Kyoko then?” Suggested Dave. “Ow!” He cried as my foot rammed into his knee.
“Oh good idea,” Mei added. Was Dave her mind puppet or was he just that easy to manipulate?
“I’d love to!” There was never any doubt Kyoko would agree.
“But…”
“Don’t worry about it Mei, you and Kyoko go and enjoy yourselves.” Was Mei really encouraging this now? Fine, I’ll play her game. We’ll just see who caves in first.
“Well it can’t be helped. What time are you free Kyoko?”
“For you, anytime! I’d skip school to be with you.” Above all else she was dedicated.
“What are you going to see?” Yumi finally spoke up. She had been looking at her smartphone the entire time so I wasn’t even sure she was listening.
“Faraway Princess.” Mei didn’t give me a chance to pick.
“Oh I wanted to see that with you!” Kyoko exclaimed. I’d never heard of it before just now.
“There are showings at half-five, seven and half eight tonight at City Cinema,” Yumi explained. I saw she was checking the screening times on her phone. Was she against me as well? I was truly outnumbered.
“It’s a date then.” Kyoko was overjoyed. I wouldn’t go as far as to call it a date, but then I saw Mei giggling and changed my mind.
“Yeah, it’s a date. Does the seven showing suit you?” The other two were either too early or too late because of school.
“I’ll be there!” It was a game of chicken now and I had no intention of losing.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You confession of love makes Kyoko glee. This provokes the real Mei into challenging you to stay as Mei for the rest of the day, and also sets you up to see a movie with Kyoko later.<<endif>>
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[[Afternoon as Mei]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I’m home!” Mei announced as she stepped into my house. She didn’t know much about me, I kept a lot of my personal life hidden in fear people would bring up personal questions. I entered behind her and looked around.
“Looks like nobody is home.” Chloe mustn’t have returned from picking Hana up from school yet. It was always a coin toss as to who got home first, well, when I wasn’t in detention anyway.
“Let’s do this quickly.” I led the way up to my room and without a moments delay hooked my phone up to the charger. The charge light came on bringing some hope this awkward day would be drawing to a close soon. With the battery now charging I turned back on my phone, opened the Reborn app and took aim at Mei. Then my phone died again.
“What?” The battery had run out of juice again. The only explanation was that the Reborn app drained battery life faster than what it could be replenished.
“What’s wrong?” Mei quite rightly asked.
“We’ll need to give it ten minutes to charge. That app is serious battery killer.” Ten minutes should be enough to switch us back.
“I hope so, not that I’m saying being stuck as you is a bad thing but…” She didn’t finish that.
“But…” I pressed, curious as to how she would finish that sentence.
“But… I want to get back to being myself?” Why did she phrase that as a question? I starred at my clock counting down the minutes. Trying to use the app too soon would just waste time.
“What do you plan to do with that app next?” It was a good question. We only tested out a handful of the features. I wasn’t really sure on how to answer her. There was a lot I could say I wanted to try and a lot more I’d never confess to even thinking about. I hadn’t tested the image alter feature to its fullest extent and the poser feature was also a complete mystery to me. My trail of thought was interrupted by the front door being opened.
“We’re home,” Chloe announced. I had left the door unlocked so she knew I was back. “Joe?” She called up the stairs.
“Answer her,” I whispered to Mei.
“Hi Mom, I’m just up here studying.” The urge to strangle Mei suddenly rose up inside me. She just said the word I hadn’t muttered in I don’t know how many years.
“No!” I hissed. “I’ve never called Chloe mom!” Chloe had gone silent from the shock of hearing me say that word. She was probably wondering if she had misheard me.
“You alright mom?” I heard Hana ask as she entered behind Chloe. At least she hadn’t heard what Mei had said.
“Oh yes, I’m fine.” Chloe closed the front door as Hana had her hands full with bags. A moment after hearing the door close I heard the stairs creak as Chloe ascended them.
“Shit shit shit…” What should I do?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You and Mei leave school and head to your home to recharge your phone. You sneak Mei into your house but your step-mother comes to check on you before you can swap back.<<endif>>
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[[Swap Back]]
[[Let Mei Handle it]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>There was no reason to cash in on the bet immediately.
“I’ll think of something good,” I told her. She quite rightly didn’t see that as a good thing.
“Alright well let’s return to normal then. Dave and Yumi must be suspicious after the number of blunders we made today. That was true. I swapped us back to our original bodies.
“It feels good to be me,” Mei cried once she and I were back to normal. “Although I can’t deny that simply knowing such a weird thing exists makes me feel uneasy. What would happen if Kyoko discovered it? Makes me shudder.” I could only take that as a compliment as it implied I was more trustworthy than Kyoko. The alter image function seemed innocent enough but the copy and swap features could easily be used maliciously. I probably could get any teacher I wanted fired by copying their image and using it to do something scandalous.
“With great power comes great responsibility,” I quoted. Well I probably wasn’t the most responsible person on the planet. The sound of the bell interrupted my trail of thought. The next class I had was gym so… oh no. I bolted out of the changing room as fast as I could. Not a moment after I was back in the corridor a trio of girls from my class appeared. They hadn’t seen me thankfully. I carried on like normal, fetching my gym bag from the lockers then returning the boys' changing rooms. It was only as I was standing in a room filled with half-naked guys that I realised that I should have persuaded Mei to let me stay as her a little longer. A missed opportunity unfortunately but with her in my debt I could probably think of something even better to ask her to do for me.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">> You tell Mei you'll think about it. Lunch soon ends and you both return to normal.<<endif>>
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[[Day2MeiEnd]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Another day passed me by before I realised it. After school I returned home without having told my friends about the cool power I had mysteriously obtained.
<<if $day1tf is "no">> Maybe that was for the best though, I was still hestitant to use the app but I was sure a good chance to use it would arise.<<endif>><<if $day1tf is "yes">> I'm sure I'd have plenty more chances to test it out. Yesterday's experience still lingered with me leaving me craving for more.<<endif>><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You arrive home having told no-one about the app. What will you do now?<<endif>>
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[[Time to sleep|Day3Morning]]
<<if $day1tf is "yes">>[[Use app on family again|Day2Family]]<<endif>>
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>There wasn’t a moment to lose. I switched my phone back on, hissing at the screen as it slowly booted up.
“C’mon c’mon.” It wasn’t quick enough. Chloe had reached the door.
“Joe are alright?” She knocked gently as she said that. I began waving my hands around like a lunatic trying to give Mei instruction as to what she should say.
“Um… Hold on I’m just changing.” She understood my wild hand movements perfectly. My phone finished booting and I quickly opened the Reborn app and swapped us around. My battery died the moment we were done.
“Oh okay then.” I heard Chloe walk away and I let out a sigh of relief.
“Well now your mom is gonna think you were getting changed with a girl in your room,” Mei jeered.
“She’s not my mom.”
“Fine step-mom, either way you'll have some explaining to do.” Mei found this amusing. I was just glad to finally be back in my own body but she was completely indifferent about it.
“Ah feels good to be me again.” She finally acknowledged it. “Well you should probably change because your excuse if going to seem pretty flimsy if she sees you still in your uniform.” Mei was right about that. I grabbed a t-shirt and jeans and began stripping. It felt odd to change in front of Mei but she had already seen everything so there was no reason to hide it. She still looked away though.
“Well I do have to get home so that’s the plan to get me out of here?” I hadn’t thought that far ahead. It was too late to come clean about having Mei here. Like she said telling my mum I was changing was a poor choice of lie.
“I guess we do this the old fashioned way,” I explained pointing at the window.
“You serious?” My bedroom was above the porch so she only needed to climb out, slide down to the edge and gently lower herself onto the ground. I could hear Chloe and Hana in the kitchen so the time was perfect for her to escape.
“God this is humiliating, I hope nobody sees me.”
“They won’t if you’re fast enough.” Mei didn’t appreciate that comment. She grabbed her bags, opened my window and made her escape. I kept watch for any witnesses but it seemed she had gotten away unseen.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You quickly try to swap back and succeed. You quickly act to stop Mei being discovered. Afterwards Mei leaves and you finally can relax.<<endif>>
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[[Day2MeiEnd]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“You’ll need to pretend to be me,” I whispered.
“If you say so.” Mei shrugged. A moment later there was a knock at my door accompanied by Chloe’s voice.
“Joe are you alright?”
“Yeah, Mei and I are just discussing some school work!”
“Mei?” Chloe was unfamiliar with the name. I tried to make some hand signals but the door handle turned and Chloe poked her head into the room.
“H-hello,” I greeted awkwardly cursing Mei for telling the truth.
“Oh hello, I didn’t realise Joe had a friend over.” This is awkward. I’ve never had friends over.
“Sorry M...Chloe, my phone died at school so I couldn’t ask you. I hope it is okay.” Aside from nearly calling her mom again Mei was doing a good job.
“Oh it’s no worry at all. Would either of you like a drink from the fridge?”
“No thanks, what about you Mei?” Mei was having too much fun with this.
“I’m fine thank-you.” I still felt awkward as hell pretending to be Mei.
“Let me know if you need anything.” Chloe closed the door again.
“She’s nice,” Mei remarked.
“Yeah…” I couldn’t deny it. “Good work.”
“I make a pretty good you.” Mei winked. She was right, but on the flipside I made an absolutely appalling Mei.
“How do you do it? You get along well with everyone regardless of what body you’re in.”
“I smile. I’m reluctant to say this but you never smile. You should try using that device of yours to alter your personality a little."
“It doesn’t have that feature.”
“Well maybe they’ll add it in later. I’m joking; you should make an effort to smile on your own.”
“I’ll consider it.” I’d promised myself to try and improve myself before and I never did.
“Well I should be getting home. Can you switch us back?” My phone should have enough charge now. I switched it back on and waited for it to boot up. Once I pressed on the Reborn app I acted quickly. I switched our bodies back to normal. It felt good to be back. I closed the Reborn app before it could kill my battery again.
“I guess it would be too perfect if the app had no drawbacks.” Mei was referring to the battery life. I’d have to be careful about how much I used it in the future and ensure my phone was always fully charged in the morning just in case I needed to use the app.
“Can you give me a copy of it?”
“I have no idea how to do that. Yumi might.” I doubted it would work though. The app was broken when it first appeared on my phone plus there wasn’t a trace of it anywhere on the internet. Maybe trying to make a copy of something I didn’t understand wasn’t a smart idea.
“We could ask her at school tomorrow. Well I need to get home.” Maybe making a copy of the app would help solve the mystery of just how it worked.
“See you then.” Mei grabbed her bags and headed for the door. I heard her exchange a few words with Chloe before they both laughed about something then Mei left. She may have been gone but she had left me with a lot to think about.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You put your fate in Mei's hands. As a result your step-mother finds out Mei is in your bedroom but doesn't realise your bodies are switched. Afterwards she leaves again and you swap back to normal. Mei leaves shortly afterwards so you can relax.<<endif>>
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[[Day2MeiEnd]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I couldn’t ignore the sound of someone in distress. I quickly opened the door again to see if Yumi was alright.
“Yumi?” Lying on the floor under a now open suitcase with the contents spilled around her was Yumi. My vision was flooded with the colour pink as I looked at the princess-style dress that had landed on top of Yumi. It wasn’t a kid’s fancy dress outfit, it was almost adult size and it wasn’t the only unusual garment. I spotted what looked like a sailor fuku style school uniform like from some Japanese show. I knew the term for what Yumi had been hiding from me was cosplay.
“Don’t look!” She cried and I quickly backed out of the room. It was too late though, I had seen everything. Those clothes were too small for Yumi’s mother and Yumi had no siblings so that meant that undoubtedly those outfits belonged to her. Maybe I should just go home and pretend I saw nothing. I headed for the stairs but before I could reach them Yumi’s door opened and she dragged me back into her room by the cuff.
“You saw nothing!” She threatened.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You return to find Yumi buried under cosplay outfits. She tells you not to took then chases you down, warning you that you saw nothing.<<endif>>
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[[I Saw Nothing]]
[[I think it's a cool hobby]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>She’d be fine plus I might see something that wasn’t for my eyes.
“Bye,” I called back before heading down the stairs and out the door. I was left asking myself about the true nature of the app and more importantly how it ended up on my phone in the first place.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You ignore it and leave.<<endif>>
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[[Head Home|Day2PlainYumi]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I saw nothing,” I repeated after her.
“If you ever mention it I’ll beat you with a cast iron pan until the memory ceases to exist,” she warned. She pushed me back out of the room and slammed the door again. I decided to leave before Yumi showed me yet another side to her that I didn’t want to know existed.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You repeat her words saying you saw nothing. She warns about the consequences should you ever let slip what you saw.<<endif>>
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[[Head Home|Day2PlainYumi]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I think it’s pretty cool you have a hobby like that.” It was hardly something to be ashamed off in this day and age.
“It’s not a hobby!” She denied. “I mean it not my hobby!” She was struggling to make any sense. As she began to tidy up the outfits I saw the dress get snapped on a staple.
“Don’t move!” I yelled bending down and freed the dress from the staple that threatened to tear it. “Close one.” I picked the dress up and took a better look at it. The stitching was impressive as was the smooth choice of fabric. It was nothing like the cheap polyester outfits supermarkets spewed out at Halloween.
“This is your fault,” Yumi accused as she stood up.
“Yes yes I’m sure.” No point arguing really. “So do you go to conventions and stuff like that film and comic thing?” If memory served there was one of those nearby this weekend. Now Yumi was avoiding looking directly at me. Well that wasn’t unusual for her but this time it wasn’t because her eyes were fixated to a screen.
“Sorry I guess I shouldn’t poke my nose into things.” I set the pink dress on the bed. It was the kind of thing every little princess wanted to wear. “Well I’m sure you look nice in it.” I didn't expect a response to that complement.
“How about you wear it?” Yumi threw out an offer I was not expecting.
“Me?” Could I even fit into it? Not in my current state but I realised what she was asking me. I had encouraged her hobby but she wanted proof I was sincere about it. She wanted me to transform into her and put on the dress.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell her what you think. After a brief converstation she suggests you turn into her and wear one of her outfts.<<endif>>
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[[Do it|Chanto Yumi]]
[[Don't do it|Don't change]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Alright but you’ll need to help me.” I’d never be able to put the dress on by myself. A quick use of the app later and I was once again a copy of Yumi. Before I put anything on I’d need to take what I was currently wearing off.
“Permission to strip captain.” I couldn’t stand the tense atmosphere so cracked a joke to lighten the mood.
“Granted.” Yumi played along easing the tension. I began unbuttoning the top of her uniform then simply pulled it up and over my head to escape it. I saw that I was wearing a nice polka dot bra underneath but tried not to stare. Having Yumi watch as I undressed was such an alien situation. I unclipped her skirt and let it fall to the ground and slid out of her shoes as well.
“Is this alright?” I was now wearing just a bra, panties and socks. I really had no reason to feel any shame; Yumi knew this body better than anyone else.
“Great okay turn around.” I did as instructed and Yumi picked up the pink dress. I heard the sound of a zipper being pulled down before Yumi’s arm came over my shoulder and met with her other arm that was now holding the dress in front of me.
“It’s a simple design you only need to step into it and I’ll pull it up.” That sounded simple. Yumi held it for me as I stepped through the large hole left by the zipper and once both my legs were in she slowly pulled it up, adjusting it to fit around my body as needed.
“Okay arms through here.” I did as instructed and she pulled it up my shoulders then began pulling up the zipper. I felt the back of the outfit hug my back and then it was done.
“And turn around.” I did just that and caught a glance of myself in the mirror as I did so. In my mind I was preparing to see myself wearing the outfit and looking absolutely stupid but that image shattered when I saw what the mirror was really reflecting. The outfit was stunning on Yumi’s body. I had to pinch my cheek and wave at myself just to confirm it was me in the reflection.
“You look nice,” she whispered. Were those words intended for me or her I wonder? I was beginning to understand what was going on. Yumi’s love for games and the characters featured in them must have drawn out a side of her that wanted to dress up in the same outfits they wore, yet her persona prevented her from ever mentioning it to anyone. Her smile right now told me a story of pure happiness. She had always wanted someone to share this passion with but was never bold enough to make the first move.
“Okay next,” Yumi declared opening one of her wardrobes. I peered inside and my jaw dropped at what I saw. Every colour under the rainbow was inside. She pulled out a uniform that looked like a military officer's uniform from a made up country. Inside the wardrobe was an array of outfits that I’d never dare wear in public.
“Yumi... I...” This wasn’t just a hobby, it was an obsession. Five minutes was all it took her to get me out of one outfit and into another. This time she went all out with my makeover. I was soon looking at myself in the mirror. With my hair tied back and makeup to make my features look sharper, I could barely recognise myself. I was wearing a dark grey jacket that was incredibly tight and a short skirt that was even tighter. My legs were clad in black tights with a pair of boots to round things off. To top it off it even came with a riding crop. It was the kind of outfit that a masochist would love his mistress to wear while domineering him.
“Okay make this pose.” Yumi struck a pose that yelled out dominatrix. I tried to copy her best I could and she nearly squealed at the result. The definition for this I believe was fangirling and I had somehow become a doll for her to dress up.
“Yumi…”
“Okay how about this next.”
“Yumi!” I yelled. I had to try and put a stop to this or else we’d be here all day. Yumi finally regained some sense hearing me raise my voice and put the outfit she had been holding back into the wardrobe.
“I guess I got a little carried away.”
“A little?” I looked at all the outfits that were now decorating her room. “Well I guess I’m also to blame.” I looked at myself in the mirror again. I had to admit that I looked pretty sexy right now. I understood why Yumi loved doing this.
“One more?” She asked. That seemed reasonable.
“Alright one more.” I had no idea what was instore for me.
“Oh but I get to blind fold you first so you don’t know what I’m picking, it’ll be a big surprise.” That sounded kind of exciting. First I freed my body from the grip of the officer’s uniform and Yumi removed the makeup she had applied.
“You’ll want to sit down for this.” I sat on the bed and she pulled a blind fold out from one of her drawers. I didn’t question why she had that, I just blindly played along. I listened as she put some of her outfits away and fished a new one out. I wondered what kind of outfit it would be.
“Oh I’ll need to take your bra off for this.”
“Alright.” It was Yumi’s body anyway so there was no harm in it. I felt her hands around my breasts as she freed them from their supports.
“And panties.” Now I was beginning to have second thoughts but I trusted Yumi had something exciting planned so slid out of my panties and passed them to her. Maybe this was why she wanted me blindfolded so that I couldn’t see her naked body.
“Okay put your arms forward.” I followed her instruction as she slid something over them. Soon she stopped giving me instruction and just tapped on what limb she wanted me to move. She was putting something on me but I wasn’t quite sure what.
“Alright lean back a bit.” I leant back on her bed and moved my hands as she guided them. Something soft wrapped around them and it wasn’t until she began tightening did I realise the trap. She had just tied my hands to the frame of her bed.
“And I’m done!” She declared pulling the blindfold off as I tried to move my hands but they were tied firmly to her bedframe.
Oh dear lord. I saw what I was wearing.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You agree and Yumi is delighted. You turn into her and she begins to dress you up like a doll. Outfit after outfit until you grow weary. She wants to try one last outfit but insists you wear a blindfold. You agree unaware of the trap you are stepping into.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I can’t… it just wouldn’t suit me even if I was in your image.”
“Oh…” She sound dejected. “I guess you’re right.” It hurt seeing her make that kind of expression.
“Yeah… well I’m gonna go. Bye.” There was nothing more to be said so I stepped back out of her room and headed home.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You recline her suggestion. She seems disappointed and you leave soon after.<<endif>>
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[[Head Home|Day2PlainYumi]]
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<<set $immune = "meh">><<if $TLDR is "no">>For this demonstration I decided to use the only feature I'd already used in action. I took aim and copied Dave’s image to the app then applied the changes to myself. The changes I felt were a lot less extreme than when copying Mrs Clark. Turning from one teenage boy to another was easier on the brain than turning into an overweight middle-aged woman. The transformation was over very quickly and Dave blinked in disbelief at what he had just witnessed.
“You weren’t kidding…” It took him a moment to come to terms with the fact there was now two of him. “Do you realise what we can do with this?” His thoughts weren’t on wealth or thievery but something much simpler.
“Let’s go find Cassidy,” Dave suddenly suggested. There was only one <<click "Cassidy">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewCassidy.png]]<</replace>><</click>> he could be talking about. He had to be talking about Cassidy McMaclin, the hottest girl in school. She considered herself to be queen so would never talk with the likes of Dave or myself.
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“Why Cassidy?” I feared to ask.
“Because you could turn into her and then we’d be able to see her naked. Remember we had that agreement right, if one of us turns into a girl then we are bound by our oath of brotherhood to have sex with each other.”
“I remember no such agreement!” Still his idea, while questionable in morals, would be a good way to test out the apps ability. The canteen was close and Cassidy is as good a target as anyone. I returned to normal and then left the gym storage with Dave. I already knew where Cassidy was as her daily lunch routine didn’t vary much day to day. She and her group grabbed seats in the back right corner of the lunch room and bunched multiple tables together so they could form as big cluster as possible. I’d wager that she was there right now and I wouldn’t have been wrong. I spotted her straight blonde hair immediately as I entered the canteen.
It was a simple case of walking in, snapping a picture of Cassidy and walking out again. With Cassidy copied it was only a matter of choosing who to transform into her.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You copy Dave turning into a copy of him. He suggests that you copy <<click "Cassidy">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewCassidy.png]]<</replace>><</click>> next. You copy Cassidy. Do you turn yourself or Dave into her?<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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[[Turn Dave into Cassidy]]
[[Turn myself into Cassidy]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Now was as good a time as any to test out some of the other features of this thing. I tapped on the swap feature and selected myself and Dave as the targets. It asked for confirmation and I pressed accept. Immediately my viewpoint changed as my soul was pulled from my body and exchanged with Dave's. My vision blurred momentarily but when it refocused I found myself looking at well, myself.
“You weren’t kidding…” Dave had just experienced the same thing as me and was now also looking at his own body from a new perspective.
“You’re me.” I pointed and Dave pointed back.
“And you’re me.” I looked at the back of my hands noticing they were hairier than before. Since we had similar heights my viewpoint hadn't changed that much.
“So this is the app." Since me and Dave had swapped he was now the one holding my phone. "Man you could do all sorts of shit with this thing. Like imagine if you jumped infront of a train but swapped with someone at the last second?" Maybe letting him hold my phone was a bad idea. "So can it copy memories as well?"
"I don't think so, let me double check." Dave willingly handed my phone back over and I checked for any further features. "Nope. Not at the moment anyway." It was possible a future update might include a function like that. Really only time would tell. This morning's update had come without warning.
"That's a shame. So the app can target any two people right?"
"Yeah." I felt a stupid suggestion coming up.
"So could we swap like say, Mei and Yumi without telling them and then see how they react?" And there it was.
"Let's not make people think our friends have gone crazy eh?" Well there wasn't really much else to do with this feature at this time. I selected us both as targets and changed us back to normal.
"We still have time, want to try something else?"<<endif>>
<<if $TLDR is "yes">>You swap bodies with Dave. It's a weird experience. You quickly return to normal and think about what else to test.<<endif>>
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[[Test the poser on Dave]]
[[Turn into Dave]]
[[Turn Dave into a girl]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $immune = "meh">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I never really gave the feature from the tutorial a proper test. Since Dave loved trying to get close to women so much I’d help him out by letting him get closer than he’d ever imagined. Yesterday I had used the alter feature on just my groin but today I selected Dave’s entire body for the progress. The change gender feature would prove interesting so I selected that but what I didn’t expect was to be given a further range of options. It gave me 3 options, Minimal, Regular and Bimbo.
Since it was the first option I selected ‘Minimal’. I didn’t know the difference between them so it was the safer bet. I applied the change to Dave but disappointingly nothing happened.
“That felt weird,” he commented.
“What felt weird?” Maybe there was a change after all.
“I felt a little buzz down there and on my chest.” Dave put his hand to his chest and rubbed it a little, then rubbed it a little more. He seemed to realise something and his other hand went for his crotch in search of what was now missing.
“It’s gone…” He shoved his hand down the front of his trousers where it now had plenty of extra space. “Joe come here and feel my chest, it’s like softer and more tender than before.” I understood now what had happened. The minimal option must turn the target into the opposite sex but with as little physical changes as possible. Dave still looked just like Dave on the outside but beneath his clothes his genetics had been altered and his sex organs reversed. There was only one thing for it, try the next setting. I selected him again, returned him to normal, then transformed him using the regular option. This time his entire body changed, transforming Dave from head to toe into a <<click "female version">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewGirlDave.png]]<</replace>><</click>> of himself. The changes were a lot more evident. His hair grew slightly longer, his chest expanded, his face became more rounded and he lost a few inches of height.
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“Wow.” His voice was higher pitched now as well but sounded like his former self. “I’m a girl!” Both hands went straight for his chest and groped his new breasts. “Bah, just a B cup.” How did he know that just from a quick feel? I’d rather not know.
“Ready to try the 3rd setting?” I wanted to know far how far the transformation went. If turning him into who he would have been if he had been born a girl was only the middle setting then I was curious about the final one.
“Well, fire away Mr Joe.” With his permission I used the third option. This time it wasn’t just his body that transformed but his clothes did so as well. His chest expanded beyond what it had last time as did his hips and just about everything else. When the transformation finished I wasn’t starring at a female version of Dave, but the most sexualized girl I’d ever seen.
Her face was plumb red lips and long eye lashes. Her cheeks a rosy red and her skin absolutely flawless like the world’s best makeup artist had just finished setting her up for her wedding. Her <<click "bust">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/GirlDaveBoob.png]]<</replace>><</click>> was unbelievable huge and was being supported by a black bra that was on show since her shirt had opened up to unveil her ample cleavage. With a new <<click "skirt">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/GirlDaveButt.png]]<</replace>><</click>> that matched that which the girls in the school usually wore, but a third of the length there wasn’t much left hidden from my eyes.
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“Help!” Dave cried as he collapsed forward unable to cope with the instant burden now on his chest. I quickly stepped forward to catch him and felt his enormous breasts press against me as I did so.
“Thanks. These things are heavy.” His voice was pleasing to the ears and this close I could also smell a very pleasant perfume. I was intelligent enough to know that there wasn’t a woman alive with a natural body like the one Dave now had. He managed to steady himself but the weight of his chest was clearly uncomfortable.
“I need a mirror, we should have done this in the bathrooms.” That would have been smart but did have a few problems with it. “Oh I know, you can swap us around right? Do that.” It was the closest thing to a mirror I had. I opened up the swap function and braced myself. Selecting Dave and myself as the targets I hit swap and felt my senses flooded by the power of the app.
I became him and he became me. Without anything to support myself I struggled to remain straight with the weight on my chest. Fortunately a supportive arm quickly wrapped around me to hold me up.
“Thanks,” I said looking at my own face. It was weird seeing my own face so I quickly moved away and supported myself on the wall instead.
“Holy shit you are hot, like my dick is begging to bang you hot.” As always Dave had a way with words. I remembered that it was my dick he was talking about. I looked down and could see the erection in his pants. Something inside me stirred as my body reacted to my thoughts.
“Jeez, you never said you were a porn star!" Dave had dropped my pants to let my erect shaft have some air. I couldn't help but look at it and feel an attraction towards dick that I had nevre felt before.
<img id="banner" src="images/day2part2card.png"><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You turn Dave into a girl using all the options available. Next you swap bodies so Dave can look at his female body from another prospective. Strangely you feel a lust for cock while inside his bimbofied body.<<endif>>
[[I have to resist these urges|Resist Temp]]
[[My own dick, I wonder what it tastes like...|Boobsex]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I was curious about the newest feature of the app. I wasn’t expecting the app to suddenly gain new abilities so it would be worth testing it out. Since it was a new feature I checked the short description of how it worked.
‘Need someone to strike a good pose? With the poser you can now give commands to your target and they’ll carry them out allowing you to capture that perfect picture. Just select your target and use your voice to command them.’ That sounded simple enough. I targeted Dave and thought of something basic.
“Hop while holding your leg.” Dave immediately lifted his left foot up and held it with his hand as he hopped on the spot.
“Woah, I just suddenly had an overwhelming desire to do this.”
“Stop,” I commanded and Dave stopped. “Tell me… your school computer password.”
“Jellybeans107.” Dave’s answer came immediately. “Wow that’s weird… It’s kind of like I just went ‘fuck it’ and did exactly what you told me to. I feel like I’m making the choices myself. I regret them afterwards but I still feel like it was my decision. Scary.” I agreed with that. It would be one thing if your body just moved on its own but to feel as if you were the one behind the actions, you could really screw with someone’s head doing that.
“Plug your ears.” Dave immediately put both fingers to his ears making it hard for him to hear. I wanted to test if he had to hear my command for it to work. “Drop and give me ten push ups,” I whispered almost silently into my phone. Immediately Dave dropped and began doing push ups.
“I know your making me do this, but I can’t overcome my own desire to continue,” he explained as he did his push ups.
“Freeze!” I ordered and he obeyed. He froze mid push up in a position that would be impossible for anyone to maintain for any length of time. I could see the pressure on his face as he did his best to obey the command until finally he gave up and collapsed onto the ground. There were only two commands left that I wanted to give him.
“Say my computer password,” I ordered. He didn’t say anything however as no matter how much he desired it he couldn’t tell me something he didn’t know.
“And finally, levitate in the air for ten seconds.” That command did nothing for it was physically impossible for Dave to follow through with it so he didn’t even try.
“Odd, I felt the desire to do what you told me but it vanished when my brain kicked in to tell me it was impossible.” So I could command someone to do almost anything but not the impossible. They also didn’t need to hear me say the order for it to work which was useful.
“Hey let me try something.” Considering how much power the app had I was hesitant to give it to him. I really wasn't sure I wanted to be on the receiving end of that feature.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You test the poser on Dave, testing its limitations and flexibility. After you test the app on Dave, he requests you let him test it on you.<<endif>>
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[[Let Dave have a go]]
[[Don't give it to him]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Since it was Dave’s idea I decided to test it on him. Without warning him I targeted him and applied the changes. His body changed and it took him a few seconds to realise just what I had done.
“No way.” He said with Cassidy’s voice. Dave being Dave the first place his hands went were his new breasts. “You turned me into Cassidy?” As if that wasn’t obvious by now.
“How do you feel?” I was weird seeing Dave in <<click "Cassidy's body">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewCassDave.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. Everything about him gave away the fact it wasn’t Cassidy in there just by how unrefined he was. Cassidy’s eyes always had a sense that she was looking down on you but with Dave in her body that was no longer present.
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“I feel weird. Everything is so… soft.” He pinched his cheek and ran his hand through his silky blonde hair. Suddenly he pulled up his skirt and flashed his black silk underwear. I couldn’t help but notice that Cassidy’s underwear was a bit flashy for what a girl at school should be wearing. Was she expecting people to see up her skirt or something?
“Oh I just remembered something,” I declared. “You said that we have an oath of brotherhood that requires us to have sex with each other should one of us turn into a girl."
“I did say that...” I was joking of course but Dave once again failed to pick up on that.
“Well I guess I might never get this chance again… plus as sworn brothers it is our duty to assist each other in our quest to get laid.” Was he seriously proposing we lose our virginity in the back of the gym storage with eachother?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You turn Dave into Cassidy. He likes his new body a bit to much. You suggest having a sex as a joke but he actually agrees. Should you go through with it?<<endif>>
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[[Well he is in Cassidy's body...|AgegDave]]
[[That would be too weird, espically with Dave|DexeDave]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I applied the changes to myself. I felt my entire body go fuzzy as everything changed. When I was done I saw Dave gawking at me suggesting the changes had been successful.
“Ew, get away from me vermin.” I did my best Cassidy impression copying the usual way she spoke to Dave.
“Holy shit that’s cool.” Dave moved close and grabbed by breasts like it was the most natural thing ever. I instantly slapped Dave across the face without thinking about it. It was a perfectly normal reaction for a girl to make but why did I just do it? Maybe this body's muscle memory had some influence on me.
“Sorry, impulsive reaction.” Did being in her body have some kind of effect on my behaviour? It was possible although I’d need to know more before making any solid assumptions.
“So how does it feel to be Cassidy? Any sudden urges to treat me like dirt?” I laughed at Dave’s joke.
“No not quite but if you keep on looking at me like that I might.” There was something strange about being in this body, something I hadn’t felt before when I had transformed previously. I shook my head. It was probably nothing.
“Man you’re so lucky. Why couldn’t I get the super cool smart phone app?” Dave’s comment did raise an interesting question, why me? I tried to think of something I had done that may have caused the app to appear on my phone but I couldn’t think of anything. In fiction these things usually happen to either someone who was special, which definitely wasn't me, or the most pitiful person in the school which also wasn't me, well not since my life had got back on track anyway.
“Would it be an issue if I held onto it for a bit?” Dave asked with hopeful eyes.
“No. It’s not that I don’t trust you with the app, it’s that I don’t trust you with my phone after what happened last time.” That was a lie; I didn’t trust letting him use the app when I wasn't around. I'd probably never see it again.
“C’mon all I did was message your mom…”
“A few days after she had abandoned me!” I hissed. I could only hope my mom never saw that stupid message Dave sent her. His timing for it couldn’t have been worse. “Anyway the answer is no. C’mon we don’t have very long until lunch ends and I’d like to eat.” His previous comment had annoyed me. I headed out the door but Dave didn’t follow. I turned to see what he was doing and could tell from his stupid smirk I’d done something wrong. As I tried to figure out what he was smirking at a strong wind blew past sending a draft of cold air up my skirt. I had been about to return to the school building still in Cassidy’s body. I quickly jumped back into the storeroom and returned to normal.
“How could you forget you were in another body?” Dave mocked on the way back to the lunch hall.
“Shut up.” I was asking that same question myself. I guess Cassidy’s body was so comfortable that I forgot I was her.
“Let’s brain storm some more ideas for tomorrow. No point having a cool power and not using it.” Maybe involving Dave wasn’t the best of ideas, but it was fun having another guy to share this experience with and he was the best male friend I had.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You transform yourself into Cassidy. Dave gives you some dirty looks but you brush him off. You find Cassidy's body strangely comfortable. So comfortable you almost forget that you were in her body.Luckily Dave reminds you.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Day2CassRoute]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I shook my head to fight away those thoughts before I found my own dick in my mouth. I didn’t exactly find the image of him pegging me up against the wall that pleasant especially since it was him.
I wasn't the only one feeling urges. He was looking at this body hungrily despite the fact I was bimbofied version of him. I took the app from him and swapped us back before this got any weirder.
"This might sound weird... but I have this weird urge for your cock right now." Dave didn't hestitate to say what I had also been feeling when I was in that body.
"I had the same thought, Bimbo mode must affect our minds a little as well. Maybe it puts us in heat." Do women go into heat? I had no idea. To save Dave from the temptations of his bimbo body I returned him to normal.
"So what else can that do other than change our genders?"
"Change everything." That basically summed it up. "I could make us taller, shorter, thinner, fatter."
"Really? I propose we do some brainstorming tonight and report back tomorrow with our ideas. There is a lot of cool stuff we could do with that app."
“I can agree with that, but right now I think food is what my body most desires.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You resist the urge, shaking the thoughts from your head. You switch back with Dave who states he has the same desires suddenly. You decude the bimbo feature must make the mind crave cock. All you want right now though is lunch.<<endif>>
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[[Later|Day2DaveRoute]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>My hand reached out and touched my erect shaft.
“Great minds think a like eh?" Dave had apprently been thinking the same as me. "Well let’s get this bang bus rolling.”
We climbed onto a stack of gym mats and stripped. It was weird seeing my own dick not attached to me but I think it was the fact it was my own that was causing me to desire it.
“So...” Dave was ruining the mood so I ignored him. I stroked my dick a little feeling my lust grow. My curiosity towards my own body drove me to lean forward and take my own shaft within my mouth. I don’t know what I was expecting but it didn’t taste at all pleasant yet something drove me to continue. I took it deeper and covered it in my spit.
"If you're taking requests, I've always fantised about a boob job." It would be waste to not put the melons on my chest to good use. I <<click "pressed them together">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/HyperDaveSm.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and pushed them down onto Dave's shaft.
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“Oh that's good," Dave complimented as it rubbed his shaft between my breasts. A clear dripple of pre-cum began leaking from the tip so I lowered my mouth to clean it up while still massaging the shaft with my breasts.
"Holy shit tits!" Dave's words made it clear how much he was enjoying this. I kept up my assault until finally Dave couldn't hold out any longer.
"Here I come!" He declared. My own sperm blasted the back of my throat as Dave unleashed a massive load. In any other situation I'd have been disgusted with letting me best mate cum inside my mouth but there was something about this body that made me want even more. Unfortunately the lunch bell rang out to bring an end to our fun.
“That was amazing," Dave panted as I released my dick.
“Yeah...” I never imagined I'd find this enjoyable. I swallowed the last of the cum in my mouth. "I might get addicted to this," I joked. We turned back to normal so we wouldn't be late for class.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Tempted by your own dick you suck Dave off while giving him a <<click "boob job">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/HyperDaveSM.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. Naturally he is very pleased and cums inside your mouth.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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[[Later|Day2DaveRoute]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>If I saw him as Cassidy and not as Dave then it became a lot less weird. She was the hottest girl in school and I couldn’t deny that I had fantasied about her.
“Let’s close the door first,” I joked. I didn’t want to throw myself on top of him only for him to declare he was joking and leave me looking like a total tool. I slid the gym door shut and turned back to Dave who already had the buttons of his shirt undone.
“Oh her bra matches her panties. I envy those who sit behind her during summer.” Dave lifted his skirt giving me a full view of Cassidy’s stunning legs. My first time would be with Cassidy, I wouldn’t have ever believed that would be true.
“Think she’s a virgin?” I questioned. She had incredibly high standards for men but she might have had a life outside school we didn’t know about.
“I hope not... shit this is going to hurt isn’t it?” Dave was suddenly a lot less confident. “But a true man is willing to spill a little blood for his comrade in arms!”
“A true man huh? Funny to hear those words coming from you in that body.” Dave didn’t laugh with me. I think we were both trying to delay this but lunch wouldn’t last forever so I quickly dropped my trousers and freed my erection.
“Oh god,” Dave’s expression turned sourer still when he saw it. “You didn’t warn me you were a porn star.” I looked down at my erect penis wondering what he meant by that.
“Isn’t this average?”
“No! Haven’t you ever measured it?” I shook my head. I’d need to do that sometime.
“Just kill me. Hurry up and stab with your sword of brotherhood and end me.” Dave climbed onto a pile of gym mats with his ass in the air. I pulled down Cassidy’s panties then with dick in hand I pressed the tip of my cock against Dave's pussy and <<click "pushed it inside">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/day2davesm.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. I’m not going to lie; my first attempt was a mess and didn't feel right for either of us.
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“Fucking stop!” Dave cried. We both knew that we had no idea what we were doing. “Let me guide you.” He reached behind and grabbed my dick. I just pushed gently and he did the work directly my shaft inside. It was an all new experience as I felt Cassidy’s tight walls wrap around me before encountering a thin wall of resistance.
“Keep going,” Dave instructed me and I pushed hard, breaking through the proof of Cassidy’s virginity. “Shit fucking shit!” Dave cried as I penetrated him. I didn’t stop, I pushed my penis as far as it would go then began to rock my hips.
The pain Dave was feeling began to fade as our pleasure grew. With the awkward part gone we began to enjoy ourselves. I was experiencing what my body had been craving since puberty hit and it was everything I had imagined and more. Sure the circumstances were weird as hell but my cock felt amazing right now. Unfortunately the pleasure was a little too amazing and I couldn't hold back the pressure building up inside.
“I'm cumming!” I pulled out and squirted my seed all over the gym floor.
“Finished already?” Dave's lustful expression looked very dissatisfied. “I was just starting to enjoy it.” Before I could even suggest continuing the bell rang. “What’s our next class?” Dave enquired.
“It’s gym… oh shit.” I grabbed Dave’s discarded panties and began mopping up my spunk from the floor before the track coach showed up and got a whiff of what had just happened.
“That better not transfer to my trousers.” Once I was done mopping up I turned Dave back to normal. The panties in my hand vanished as Dave’s body and original clothing were returned in the same state they had been before I turned him into Cassidy. Since Cassidy’s panties vanished everything they had absorbed just fell out of the air onto the floor again. Fortunately Dave had a tissue that he could give me and I used that to clean up.
“Let's never mention this to anyone," I suggested. That was wishful thinking; Dave would never let me live this down. Well at least I had gotten my embarrassing first time out of the way for the future.
“Agreed.” Dave being on the receiving end of my poor performance would rather bury it as well. Before I could leave however Dave tapped me on the shoulder.
"However, it's unfair only one of us was able to get off. Let's try this again tomorrow but with you on all fours. I've already decided whose skin you'll be wearing."<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to pretend he is Cassidy and go through with it. You proceed to have <<click "sex with him">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/day2davesm.png]]<</replace>><</click>>, pounding his female pussy hard from behind. You cum all over him. Afterwards however he says that next time you'll be the girl whose on all fours getting pounded from behind.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day3DaveAngela]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I wasn’t that desperate to lose my virginity that I'd actually do this.
“Keep your pants on I was joking.” Maybe if it was the real Cassidy I’d have answered differently but she’d never think of touching me so that wasn’t going to happen.
“Yeah well so was I." I doubted that somehow. "Hey what’s the range on that app? Can you change me into Cassidy say when I’m at home?”
“Sorta. I can copy Cassidy and keep her copied but to apply the changes I have to be able to select you as the target and apply them to you. Quitting the app resets the target but doesn’t seem to reset the copied person,” I explained. I turned Dave back to normal before he got too carried away but he clearly wanted to take it further.
“Man that sucks. I’d love to have a little private time with Cassidy if you know what I mean.” I did my best to not think about it. “You’ve probably done it right? I mean it would be the first thing I’d do if I could turn into a girl.”
<<if $day1sx is "no">> "For your information I haven't!" He looked disappointed. <<endif>> <<if $day1sx is "yes">>"Well... maybe." His face made the most perverted expression hearing that.<<endif>>
“I’m getting hungry. C’mon there isn’t much of lunch left.” I left the gym leaving Dave disappointed with how brief I had allowed him to stay as Cassidy.
“Bah you’re no fun. If I had that app I’d give everyone’s bodies a spin.”
“You’re not creating a good case for convincing me to let you borrow it.” Not that I was expecting to be convinced. I liked the fact I had the app, but the idea of someone else having it was a concerning one.
“Anyway I’ve a suggestion, let’s brain storm some ideas on what we can do with it tonight and report back tomorrow.”
"Alright, I'll try to hold off using the app until then."<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You explain to him it was just a joke. He jokes along with you then suggests you both do some brain storming. You agree to meeet up tomorrow to discuss ideas.<<endif>>
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[[Later|Day2DaveRoute]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Mei regretted making the offer when she saw my grin.
“Whatever I want eh? It just so happens I need someone to help me test something.” Mei sighed realising what was in store for her.
“I really shouldn’t make dumb bets. Well at least I get to see what your weird app can do.” My intentions were written across my face in bold print. There were a number of features I hadn’t tried yet but I decided it was time to put the alter function to the test. I took a full body picture of Mei. A range of options appeared around her and the one that took my interest was the ability to alter skin tone as its effects would be very visible.
“Wow.” I was expecting something like the ability to make her tanned or pale but what I was presented with was a full colour pallet.
“Before you do anything could you warn me? I don’t want to suddenly… find myself with bright pink hands.” Mei noticed the change immediately. Her skin was now completely a bright pink colour.
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The fact she was still in my body made me cringe a little. It was just her skin that was changed, clothing and hair had been unaffected by the change. I took things further by altering her hair colour to a hideous green. I couldn’t hold in my laughter. Since my hair was short Mei was unware of the changes I had just made. She tried to figure out what had happened before leaving the changing room and heading into the toilets to take a look in the mirror.
“Oh lord,” I heard her despair. I followed her in and returned her colours to normal.
“Okay next up.” Recolouring was fun but it was just the tip of the iceberg.
“Tell me what you are doing to do before you…” Mei’s sentence was interrupted as I applied the change. She began shrinking.
“Hey!” She yelled with a voice that was noticeably higher pitched than before. The reason for this was that she was no longer a teenage boy but a pubescent child. I had just taken thirteen years of her body turning Mei into a five year old version of myself. My now very loose uniform looked absolutely ridiculous on her.
“Turn me back!” she growled. I got the feeling I was abusing my powers a little so I reverted the change.
“Would have been really unfortunate if I accidently dropped and broke my phone just there,” I joked.
“Hahaha. I think I’ve fulfilled my end of the bargain. Can you swap us back now?” She was probably right. I checked the time and saw the bell would ring any second now. Suddenly a warning appeared on my phone.
“Oh crap.” My battery icon was showing an empty cell with a pixel of red at the bottom of it. I had to turn us back immediately. Quickly I opened up the swap feature and selected us both as the targets but before I could press apply Reborn shut down along with my phone as the battery called it quits.
“Aha..haha…” I weakly laughed. I tried turning it back on but all I got was a message telling me to charge before use.
“Um… you wouldn’t happen to have a phone charger with you today?” Mei’s eyes widened and she snatched the phone from me.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell Mei your plans. She accepts and you head to the changing rooms to test out the apps full potential. After a few trials however you discover your phone's battery has been drained by the app. You are now stuck as each other until you can recharge your phone.<<endif>>
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[[Continue|GuineePigMei2]]
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[[Start Adventure]]Disclaimer: All characters and places are fictional. Any similarities between them and any real persons or places are entirely coincidental. All characters are of legal age.
Have fun and enjoy.
Reborn App Version 0.6 - 29th August 2017
Proceed to [[Prologue]]
[[TL;DR Start]]
-Update Summary-
* Added close to 30k new words
* Added around seven new images
Much of the new content is centred around Hana and Yumi
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[[Skip to Yumi's new content|ChoiceNote2]]
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<<set $TLDR = "no">><<set $tell = "none">><<set $immune = "no">>
<img id="banner" src="images/Introcard.png"><<set $update2 = "yes">><img id="banner" src="images/day2part1card.png">[[Beep Beep Beep]] <<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $tell to "none">>“W-who are you?” He demanded. He was a well-built man, muscular, toned and could break a man’s jaw with a single punch but it was a physique he had done nothing to earn. His hand was already in his pocket grabbing his phone but it wasn’t to call for help.
“I’m Hunter. A hunter of those in possession of something they shouldn’t have. You know what I’m talking about; it’s in your hand right now.” The man only had one thing in his hand, his smartphone. The phone wasn’t stolen and to the human eye it looked like just a normal phone. However Hunter could see it for what it really was. With the power of her right eye she could see red electrical energy pulsing from the phone. Inside the phone was a power than humans were never meant to have. It was a power the man had no intention of giving up.
“This one should do it.” The man was smiling now as he moved his finger across the screen. He selected Hunter as the target for what he was about to do.
“Got you!” He shouted pressing on his screen. Hunter stopped and her face froze in a murderous smile like someone had pressed the pause button on a remote.
“Hah you bitch. All that high talk but you are just like everyone else. Maybe I'll turn you into a rat or even better, I'll make you my slave!" The phone held the power to do just that. Any order the man gave would implant itself in Hunter’s brain and force her to obey his every request.
“My first command is...” He began ordering.
“My first command is sit,” Hunter suddenly declared. Immediately the man sat down.
“What… no I commanded you!” Why was he under her control? That wasn’t how the phone app was meant to work.
“Let’s return you to your true form.” The app was working by itself ignoring his attempts to stop it. It locked onto him and reverted all the changes he had made to his body. His lost all his muscle and sharp looks as his clothes began to loosen as they were now being worn by a body a few sizes too small. The only exception was his belly with had enough flab to push out.
“Please let me go, I’ll never use the app again I promise!” He tried begging but Hunter wasn’t listening.
“Hmm that’s odd; I thought I said your true form.” The app began activating again, targeting the man a second time and this time when he transformed his clothes had nothing to grip. Now there was just a pile of clothes on the dirty ground but there was something moving around inside. The head of a rat poked out of the neck collar as Hunter approached. She stamped down and with a crunch the phones screen was shattered under her boot. Red energy began leaking from it as if trying to escape. Hunter picked up the damaged phone and crushed it with her super human grip. With the phone destroyed the red energy materialised in the form of a small <<click "red slug like creature.">><<replace "#map">>[img[images/SlugMain.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="map"></div>
This creature was what Hunter was really after. She picked it up by the head as it tried in vain to free itself. Suddenly there was a sharp pain at her ankle as a rat bit into her as hard as it could. It took Hunter off guard and the red slug suddenly whipped out of her hand and shot along the ground at incredible speed.
“You pest!” Hunter kicked the rat away and ran in pursuit of the slug creature but it had already found its way into a small hole. She'd never catch it now, not until it had found a new vessel anyway. She was frustrated it had escaped but it wasn't all bad because now the hunt continued.
“It would have been a shame if this hunt had ended so early.” She walked away leaving the rat to enjoy its new life as a city rodent. <img id="banner" src="images/CityPhoto.png">
[[End Prologue]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Throughout the day I was constantly on the lookout to get <<click "Yumi">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewYumi.png]]<</replace>><</click>>, <<click "Dave">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewDave.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and <<click "Mei">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewMei.png]]<</replace>><</click>> together to tell them about app. I was worried I had a repeat of yesterday on my hands but those worries were for naught as at lunch the perfect oppertunity came.
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The chance to tell my friends couldn’t have been more ideal. I arrived in the canteen early at lunch and was quickly joined by Dave, Mei and Yumi with no sign of Kyoko. I didn’t know how long I had before she showed up so if there was ever going to be a chance to tell all three of them it had to be now.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The day is pretty normal. You try to find a way to tell Yumi, Dave and Mei about the app all at the same time. At lunch that opportunity presents itself.<<endif>>
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<<if $tell is "none">>[[Tell them|Tell1]]<<endif>><<if $tell is "mei">>[[Tell them|TellM]]<<endif>><<if $tell is "dave">>[[Tell them|TellD]]<<endif>><<if $tell is "yumi">>[[Tell them|TellY]]<<endif>>
[[Keep it a secret]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>>“Hey I wanted to show you guys something.” That had their attention. I held up my phone and showed them it. “So I have this new phone app that has some really cool features.”
“Like what?” Yumi asked. Since we were talking about her hobby subject she was giving me more attention than usual.
“Like… well it’ll be easier to show you.”
“So show us,” Mei added making me sound stupid.
“I don’t want other people to see.”
“Why? Is it like some kind of x-ray app that removes clothing?” She joked. “Sounds like the kind of dumb thing you guys would download.” I had half a mind to use the app on her right now to remove her clothing. If it was just us four and no-one else I would have.
“Yes actually it can do that.” Obviously she didn’t believe me. “But it can also do this…” Hopefully this would work. I opened up the poser function and targeted Mei. If the description was right then I should be able to control her.
“Slap Dave,” I ordered. Dave was unfortunately within an arm’s reach of Mei. The sound of Mei slapping Dave sounded as her hand struck him across the face. Yumi looked on curiously as Mei questioned why she had suddenly felt the impulse to do that.
“Hey!” Dave protested.
“Slap him again,” I ordered. Dave’s other cheek was struck as Mei once again hit him. “I could do this all day,” I laughed at them.
“I… why did I do that?” Mei questioned her odd behaviour.
“Because I told you to,” I explained. “I can control and change people with this new app.”
“That’s amazing!” Dave shouted. He was on-board instantly. Mei didn’t want to believe it but she couldn’t deny her own actions. Yumi was watching us closely trying to decide if she should believe us or not.
“So who is up for a full demonstration after school?”
“I’m in!” Dave instantly jumped on board.
“Yeah, I think I need to see this.” Mei was on board as well. That just left Yumi.
“I’ve got time I guess.” She was curious as well. With that sorted I put the app away and resumed my lunch.
After the final school bell we snuck into one of the old clubrooms. Technically students were free to stay behind to study provided we didn’t stay past half four. That gave us plenty of time to test out the app’s capabilities. We snuck into one of the old clubrooms that we weren’t actually allowed to use but that didn’t matter if nobody saw us. We arrived roughly all at the same time so I got started immediately.
“Okay gang I’ll explain what this little toy of mine can do. Function one, you can change your body either through modifying it or copying someone else and turning your body into a match of theirs. Function number two. I can control you by giving you orders that you must obey although further testing is needed. Function three, I can modify your personality. Those are the main functions but I suspect I there is still more to come.” They let me finish before speaking.
“That is utter horseshit… but you’ve already demonstrated you’re telling the truth.” Mei wasn’t sure what to believe. It all sounded impossible but she’d seen proof.
“Want to test it out?” I asked her. I offered her my phone and she hesitantly took it.
“Um…” She flicked through the options before deciding on something appropriate for a trail run. She targeted me and hit me with the poser.
“Um… kiss Dave!”
“Excuse me?” Dave immediately objected but I was already closing in on him. I couldn’t stop myself. An overwhelming impulse had taken hold that I had to obey.
“My hand, kiss me hand!” Dave cried. He was right; I only had to kiss him so I gently grabbed his hand and kissed the back of it.
“Wow. Okay how about this!” She didn’t tell me what she was doing. It became pretty obvious though when Dave turned as blue as a Smurf that she was using the modify function.
“My hands!” He exclaimed looking at his blue digits. That was plenty of proof. I took my phone back from Mei and turned Dave back to normal. With the demonstration complete it was time to move on.
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I let the opportunity pass without saying anything. I still wasn’t sure in what I should be doing with the app so bringing other people into this before I was certain was probably a bad idea. I’d find a better opportunity later so just headed to class like normal. After lunch I had the misfortune for being in another one of <<click "Mrs Clark's">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewClark.png]]<</replace>><</click>> classes.
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Mrs Clark droned on endlessly. I wasn’t tired but I could feel myself slowly slipping away as if my strength was being sucked up like plate of food someone had set in front of her. I looked at the clock which insulted me by pretending only five minutes had passed since I got here. Sometimes I suspected there was some kind of time altering device in this room that made time outside the room move far slower than what it did inside the room.
“Conner!” Mrs Clark suddenly slammed her desk. The noise brought me back to my senses. Thankfully I wasn’t her target.
“Yes Mrs?” Conner played innocent. Heck he probably was innocent, wouldn’t be the first time Mrs Clark thought she saw something when she didn’t.
“Spit it out.”
“Spit what out?”
“The gum. I saw you chewing.” Christ not this argument again.
“I wasn’t chewing.” Mrs Clark’s wasn’t convinced.
“Oh really, recite the alphabet for me.” That was nearly impossible to do with a piece of gum hidden in your mouth. Conner tried but failed horribly as the piece of gum he denied having popped out of his mouth halfway through. He was screwed and was probably regretting not just swallowing the gum instead of trying to outsmart her. Mrs Clark’s attention was focused solely on Conner. Knowing how screwed he was I felt a bit of sympathy for him.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>During your next class one of your classmates gets himself in trouble with Ms CLark. You consider using the app to help him.<<endif>>
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<<if $clarktf is "yes">>[[Get some revenge on her]]<<endif>>
<<if $clarktf is "yes">>[[Leave him to his fate|Day3Di]]<<endif>>
<<if $clarktf is "no">>[[Leave him to his fate|Day3Di]]<<endif>>
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Now was my chance. I took my phone out of my pocket and carefully pointed it at Mrs Clark. I opened the poser ready to give her a command. Suddenly she moved faster than I had ever seen her move and too late did I realise why.
“Joe!” My arm was snatched and my phone fell from my knee and hit the ground. “I knew it!” She grabbed my phone and looked at the screen. “Well you can just forget all about your phone ever existing because you won’t be seeing it again.” I felt something strange wash over me but I had bigger problems right now.
“But I don’t have a phone.” I wasn’t sure why she was suddenly telling me to forget about something I never owned. I admit it was odd for a boy my age to not have one but that was just how it was. Mrs Clark looked like she was about to say something but she stopped and looked at the phone she was holding. I wonder whose phone it was.
“That’s correct, you don’t.” That was weird. She walked away leaving me and the rest of the class slightly bewildered.
She didn’t say much the rest of the class. She just picked out a few pages from the textbook and told us to answer them while she looked at her phone. I occasionally got a concerned look from one of my classmates but I wasn’t sure why they were concerned about me. Once class had ended I packed up.
“Wait Conner, I need to speak with you.” Mrs Clark caught Conner as he tried to leave. After she caught him chewing gum there was no way he would get away lightly. As I was heading for the next class I felt someone tap me on the shoulder.
“Tough break Joe, it’s going to be hard getting your phone back now,” Dave said to me.
“Not my phone.” He must have gotten me confused with someone else. Dave should know that I don’t have a phone.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take out your phone and target Ms Clark with the poser. Suddenly she snatches it away from you. Tells you to forget about seeing your phone ever again so you forget that you ever had one.<<endif>>
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[[The next day|Day 4 Clark]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>It would be irresponsible to interfere. I let Conner take his punishment in the hopes he’d learn from it. Dishing out unfair punishments seemed to be the biggest joy in Mrs Clark’s life anyway. Take that away from her and she'll just find a new way to make life difficult.
That evening I looked at my phone pondering what I should do with the Reborn app. I had yet to use it for anything and I'd let all the good chances to tell people about it slip by. Maybe I should do something with is now, then again I still had homework to do...<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You don't interfere. Later you are pondering what to do with the app.<<endif>>
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[[Use the app to do homework|Day3Solo]]
<<if $day1tf is "no">>[[Put app away and do homework|PlainEnd]]<<endif>>
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Joe! Joe!” I woke up to the sound of Hana calling me name. “Get up bro, did your phone not go off or something?” Hana’s words were bewildering. I knew I didn’t have a phone so wasn’t sure why she thought I did but I felt that there was meant to be something to wake me up. Maybe I just had a weird dream. I saw on the wall clock that it was past the time I usually got up. I quickly rolled out of bed to get ready. With her job done Hana sighed and closed the door to leave me to it.
My sleeping in wasn’t the only odd thing to happen to me that day. When I saw Conner that morning I barely recognised him. His shaggy hair was gone, replaced with a fresh neat cut. He had shaved the tuff of facial hair growing under his nose and his uniform looked like it was fresh from the dry cleaners. He usually entered the school with the composure of a zombie but today he was standing tall and looked fresh as a daisy.
It wasn’t just his looks that changed. During class he had suddenly become a star pupil and answered every question given to him perfectly. Even the teachers were astonished by sudden change in character.
“He’s been like that ever since he left Mrs Clark’s room.” I heard one of my classmates whisper.
“Maybe she’s developed some kind of brainwashing machine?” As if, such things only existed in science fiction.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up late due to having no alarm set. People keep talking about the phone you are certian you never owned. At school you notice Conner is like a different person today. It's almost like Ms Clark has acquired some kind of brainwashing tool.<<endif>>
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[[The next day|Day 5 Clark]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was finally Friday. It had been weird week and for the second day in a row I almost slept in. Once again Hana had woken me up asking where my phone was. I tried explaining to her I didn’t have one but she just gave me a weird look.
Since it was a Friday there was a weekly school assembly before the beginning to classes. The entire student body assembled in the main hall expecting the usual slurry of announcements but nobody expected what we were about to be told. In typical fashion the principle took to the podium on the stage to give his address.
“I’ve been the principle of this school for eight years now. There isn’t anyone among you who was here to witness the day I first took to this stage. I’ll say it has been a happy eight years but like all things I believe my time has come. Yesterday I handed my resignation into the board of directors, and with the approval I would like to welcome onto the stage the woman who will be taking over my post, Mrs Clark!” All the teachers clapped with approval but the entire student body was stunned with silence. It was Ms Clark but she looked thinner, younger and more healthy than before.
“Thank you for allowing me this honour, commencing immediately I’ll be the new principle and I’ll make it my personal goal to see this school rise to the top.” She looked out at the crowd that was still struggling to believe what they had just been told.
“To commemorate this occasion I’d like to take a photo.” She held up her phone and pointed the camera at the crowd. “Now now don’t be like that, I’d like you all to show your enthusiasm!” Her words moved me and I felt a lot more enthusiastic about her new role. “Put your hands in the air!” As one the entire student body followed her instruction. “That’s more like it, okay everyone starting today I want you all to study really hard and obey all of the school rules to the letter. I’m expecting great things from all of you so put everything you have into learning and doing well in your exams.” I felt more motivated than I had ever been before to study and learn. I couldn’t wait for assembly to end so I could get to class and start.
“I want everyone to always support me. If I ever run for election make sure you vote for me since I'm a great person.” Of course I’d vote for her, she was a great person. “Also you don’t need to keep your hands in the air.” The sea of hands vanished and Mrs Clark looked out across us with huge smile.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>On Friday the principle makes the surprise announcement that he is standing down and handing his position over to Ms Clark. She tells the school she is going to take a picture with her phone, but that's a lie as she is actually brainwashing the entire student body. 'All work and no fun makes for some great league table results' becomes your new motto. Everyone now loves her, and nobody remembers ever hating her.<<endif>>
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~ End – Mrs Clark’s takeover ~
[[Epilogue|Clark Takveover]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">><<click "Hunter">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHunter.png]]<</replace>><</click>> watched the students pour through the gates of the high school with disgust. It was like the students were all under the thumb of a dictator as they moved in a silent and organised fashion down the school driveway. The energy that made teenagers teenagers was completely absent. Neat uniforms, tidy hair and clean faces. In Hunter’s eyes there was nothing more disgusting. She waited for the students to disappear inside the school before making her move. She knew her prey was here somewhere and she had a feeling that in this environment they would stick out like a sore thumb.
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Hunter’s stepped into the clean reception. The floor was polished, the trophy cabinet was polished, everything that could be polished was polished.
“Disgusting.” She headed to the reception desk and rang the bell on the counter.
“How may I help you?” Greeted the receptionist. She was as textbook as the rest of the school. A clean white blouse, short skirt and unnatural smile.
“Who’s in charge here?” Hunter couldn’t stand this place. She just wanted to get what she had come for and leave.
“That would be Mrs Clark our esteemed principle.” Esteemed?
“Where is she?”
“In her office through that door. Would you like to make an appointment?”
“Karma doesn’t make appointments.” Hunter approached the door marked ‘Mrs Clark -Principle’ She didn’t knocked but instead delivered a heavy kick busting the door open. Mrs Clark reacted calmly, pulling open her desk drawer and taking out Joe’s phone. She took aim as Hunter approached her and tried to pacify her but Hunter just snatched the phone from her hand.
“Sorry but that won’t work on me, but it will work on you.” Hunter had bounced the command back at Mrs Clark causing her to become paralysed. “So you decided to use this power to make the world completely obedient to you huh? Okay let’s turn that around. From today onwards you will always do anything requested of you whatever is it. You will obey this order above any order given to you.” That meant someone couldn’t say obey only me for example. “If you understand then slap yourself across the face as hard as possible.” Hunter’s ordered was obeyed immediately as Mrs Clark held nothing back as she slapped herself across the cheek. Hunter chuckled then tightened her grip on Joe’s phone crushing it. The red slug soon reappeared but this time it wouldn’t escape her.
“Oops, I forgot to turn the school back to normal, oh well,” Hunter laughed as she left.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Ms Clark's takeover of the school is short lived. <<click "Hunter">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHunter.png]]<</replace>><</click>> one day shows up and teaches her a lesson by making her obey any request given to her by anyone. Hunter leaves soon after, taking the app with her.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $immune = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>He's been my friend for a while so I'll trust him. I passed him my phone and as expected he used it on me.
“Okay let’s try this out.” He used it on me and did something but I found myself unable to remember what because after giving me a command he said “Forget what I just told you.” His words erased what had been said previously from my mind.
“That’s scary… I’ve no idea what you just said.”
“That’s only the first step. Red Pineapple!” Dave looked at me expecting me to do something but I didn’t feel any strange desires. “Darn. I said before that when I say the words Red Pineapple you were to cluck like a chicken but I guess implanting commands for later is a no go.”
“I’d rather you didn’t try to turn me into a sleeper chicken. Still I wonder how powerful the command function is. I mean is it possible to tell someone to cut off their own hand?”
“Let’s try. Joe stop breathing!” What!?! I stopped breathing immediately feeling a desire to stp but I lasted a mere ten seconds before my body’s natural desire to breath overrode the order Dave had given me.
“Hmm I guess self-preservation will always take priority. The app's power seems to be more like a kind of powerful hypnotism than absolute control.” It was still a power I’d rather not ever have used on me again. I quickly grabbed my phone back from him before he could issue any more commands.
“Hey I have an idea. Let’s use the app on ourselves to make us immune to its effects.”
“Huh?” What was he suggesting now?
“Here pass me it.” I handed him over my phone again and he issued me a new command.
“Never obey any instruction given to you using the Reborn app,” he commanded. Would that work? Well there was only one way to find out. I took my phone back from him and gave him the same command.
“Never obey any instruction given to you using the Reborn app. Now slap yourself across the face!” I ordered but his hands remained where they were. “It worked!” I passed Dave back my phone so he could test me.
“Punch yourself in the nuts,” he ordered. Suddenly I felt an urge not to obey but disobey. The app had influenced me, but Dave’s previous order caused my mind to immediately reject the command instead of carrying it out. Now that me and him were immune to it I felt a lot safer about its existence.
“We could get so many girls with that thing. Like I could talk to a girl and you could be my wingman whispering stuff like 'You find Dave really attractive and lust for his dick' into their head. I have an idea, let's try that later."
"That is an idea,"<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You let Dave use the poser on you. It's weird and you both agree to never use the poser of each other again so make yourselves immune to it. Afterwards Dave has the idea of using it to pick up girls at a club. You think it's...<<endif>>
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[[a good one]]
[[a bad one]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $immune to "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>While there was only a small chance Dave might use it maliciously, the consequences for me if did were too much. This was a power I didn’t want anyone else to have.
“Nope, I don’t trust you.” I played it off as a joke.
“Ah c’mon.”
“Nope.” I kept the phone away from him. Nothing he could say could convince me to take that risk.
“Jeez I thought we were buddies. So where did you get that thing anyway?”
“It just appeared on my phone by itself. I might have clicked on something risky but yesterday morning it was just there. It didn’t become active until yesterday afternoon. Weird right?”
“Does it say who made it?”
“Nope. It’s called Reborn and is a magical app that can do crazy stuff. That’s all I know about.” Dave scratched his chin thinking about something.
“Weird. Maybe someone else put it there. Did you give your phone to anyone over the weekend?” He kept on asking questions to try and figure out where the app had come from but my answers didn’t help him. Once he was done wasting time asking useless questions we headed back to get lunch before afternoon classes.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide not to trust him. He gets annoyed at your lack of trust and asks a bunch of questions about how you got the app.<<endif>>
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[[Later|Day2DaveRouteAlt]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Gonna be honest with you here, I love that idea.” Sure the morality of such a thing could be argued but that was only if people realised what we were doing.
“Really? Sweet. Tonight then?” With the app in hand I'd have no trouble convincing my dad to let me stay out late.
"Tonight. Let's do this." I was looking forward to what mischief we could accomplish. Our testing was at an end however as the battery on my phone had suddenly completely died.
"Maybe the Reborn app drains a lot of charge when used?” That was plausible. The app may have been magical but that didn’t mean it wasn’t eating into my battery life when in use. With the battery dead there was nothing more for us to do but head back and get lunch.<<endif>>
<<if $TLDR is "yes">>You agree to Dave's suggestion. You'll meet up later to test it.<<endif>>
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[[Later|Good Idea]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Gonna be honest with you here, that’s pretty fucked up.” What Dave was suggesting was no better than spiking a girl’s drink. Heck this was probably even worse actually.
“Yeah I guess you’re right. Forget I even suggested it.” He backed down from the idea pretty quickly. My phone battery was now dying and before I could save it the screen went blank as the phone shut down.
“That’s weird, my charge usually lasts way longer.” I tried to turn it back on but only had enough power left to give me a battery warning.
“Well it’s a well-known fact that many phone apps are battery eaters. Maybe the Reborn app drains a lot of charge when used?” That was plausible. The app may have been magical but that didn’t mean it wasn’t eating into my battery life when in use. With the battery dead there was nothing more for us to do but head back and get lunch.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decline Dave's idea and he agrees it was a bit dumb. Before you can try anything else your phone's battery life dies. Unable to continue you both return to the canteen to eat.<<endif>>
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[[Later|Day2DaveRoute]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“You’re not serious!” Her face when she saw the battery message was like she had just looked at her bank balance to find nothing in her account. The bell rang out informing us lunch had come to an end. We looked at each other realising that without a way to get some power back into my phone we were stuck.
“Oh no, what class do we have next?” Mei already knew the answer, she just wanted for me to tell her she was wrong.
“Gym…” This would be a problem. The gym classes were merged with the entire year group so right now the entire senior year was on its way here. I couldn’t be caught in the girls’ toilets. Without saying anything I grabbed Mei and pulled her along. We got out right before my classmates began showing up. It was a close call but it didn’t solve the problem we now faced. I was stuck as Mei and Mei stuck as me. At least I had turned my body back to normal or this would be much worse.
“What do we do?” I asked her. We could try skipping but that was risky.
“People might not expect much from you but I’m on the girls’ field hockey team. I can’t skip and by that I mean you can’t skip. C’mon, we’re getting our bags.” Naturally I couldn’t go to gym dressed as I was now. I had to change which meant I’d be able to be in a room full of my female classmates as they undressed and none of them would be any the wiser. I wouldn’t confess to being happy about this to Mei naturally. I followed her with a smile as we our gym bags. Unfortunately that was as long as my smile lasted.
“Go change!” She ordered pointing to the toilets.
“But…”
“Oh did you want to use my body to spy on our classmates? Not happening, at least not with my consent. If you want to go peep you can do it behind my back.” She shoved me into toilets. There were people watching but because Mei was in my body I looked like the bad guy. I didn’t want to give myself a bad reputation so obeyed Mei’s instruction.
“Spoilsport,” I jeered. I was forced to undress in the toilet cubicle. Still there was one girl she couldn’t prevent me seeing undressed, myself. I took off her clothes knowing that she was next door in the boys’ toilets doing the same to me.
I wouldn’t have stopped her getting changed with the rest of the boys but I couldn’t blame her for not wanting to be a part of that. In the confines of the dim cubicle I couldn’t really appreciate this opportunity. The lighting was poor and the mirrors were on the sinks but I’d just look weird posing in front of a mirror even with clothes on. Something I could appreciate was how fit Mei was. I’d never say it to her but she was probably more fit than I was. I was kind of getting excited at being able to take her body out for a spin on the sports field. Before that however there was an obstacle for me to overcome. I opened her gym bag and sported a clean sports bra waiting for me among her gym clothes.
“How do I even…” I wish I had researched this beforehand. If I took off Mei’s current bra I not only risked not being able to get it back on again but also she’d know I’d seen her naked. I also couldn’t spend forever in here changing. I quickly stipped down to my underwear, pulled up the spats, clipped the skirt, pulled a white t-shirt over my head, changed socks and slid into Mei’s running shoes.
“There we go.” I stuffed the uniform back into the gym bag and headed back out to meet Mei. She was in my body so I thought that naturally she should be changed fairly quickly, I was wrong.
“Did she leave without me?” She hadn’t reappeared yet and it had been a few minutes since I finished changing. I was about to give up and go on without her when she finally reappeared dressed a white t-shirt and long navy shorts.
“What took you?” I called out. Immediately I could tell she was hiding something from me.
“You know what I’m glad I don’t have, a dick.”
“What spurred that comment?” Wait was she insulting my dick?
“It’s a useless chunk of flesh that just randomly demands attention.”
“It’s not that bad,” I retorted. “Not as bad as having two grapefruits strapped to your chest anyway."
“Let’s just go. I better be able to run with it like this.” She was really making it out to be a bigger deal than it was. I couldn’t help but wonder if having a penis when you weren’t used to it was actually that big a deal.
We arrived back at the gym just in time to be split into our groups. I headed outside with Mei’s hockey group while she stayed indoors to play basketball. I did my best to not suck and her teammates just thought I was having an off day. Meanwhile Mei doing the opposite.
“Joe have you been practicing? Those shots were unreal!” Everyone including the coach was praising me unware it was Mei they were actually praising. If anything my reputation only improved following her performance. Eventually gym came to an end as did the school day.
“You seem distracted.” Yumi poked me on the side as we returned to gym building. Despite being glued to her smartphone most the time she did attend gym just like the rest of the year.
“I was just thinking about meaningless stuff.” That was pretty much the truth of it. Yumi headed into the changing room to change and I headed back to the toilets. I changed and as I was leaving the toilets Mei was only just getting to them having been busy talking with the guys.
“Basketball is fun. Maybe I should consider trying out,” Mei joked. My above average height was why I picked that sport but that was something Mei didn't have. She disappeared into the toilets to change and I waited so we could head home.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You have no choice but to pretend to be each other for the rest of the day. Next class is gym, but Mei doesn't want you changing in her body so forces you to change in the toilets instead of the girl's locker room. Outside you struggle to maintain Mei's usual performance, while inside she has no trouble exceeding what you're usually capable off.<<endif>>
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[[Time to head home|Day 2 Home with Mei]]
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[[Next Morning|Day3Morning]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Soon lunch had come to a close and it was time for us to head to our next class. Both me and Mei had forgotten that the class in question was gym for both of us. I got my gym bag from my locker and Mei did the same.
“Here you go Mei,” she sneered as we exchanged bags.
“Thank you Joe,” I replied in kind. We both knew this little game had already got out of hand but it had become a matter of pride. As any historian would tell you, human’s tend to do some stupid things when it comes to saving face.
“I guess I’ll go change now in the girls’ changing room with the rest of the girls.” She could always stop me, but that would mean admitting defeat.
“Have fun.” We soon split up, her going into the male changing room and me the female one. The moment I was through the door I dropped my poker face. Inside I gave a cry of victory as I, a man, stepped into the girls’ changing room without so much as a look of disgust. I looked around as my classmates undressing and showing off skin that they would never expose to me otherwise. I saw a wide assortment of bras that couldn’t help but think how each one reflected the character of the girl wearing it.
Suddenly my vision was blurred by a towel being thrown over my head by Yumi.
“Stop staring and get changed.” I took a spot next to Yumi on the benches but she just looked at me with an unpleasant expression. She then moved around the corner where I couldn’t see her. I found that very odd. Did Yumi not like changing near Mei or did she know who I really was? Me and Mei had both been acting out of character during lunch, combined with the several blunders we had made it was certainly possible that anyone who believed in body swapping would quickly realise what had happened. No, there was no way Yumi knew. I forgot about her and returned to enjoying myself. I looked at the topless girl next to me. Her bra was rose pink colour with a design that drew attention to her cleavage. She went down to get something from her gym bag and I did the same, sneaking a view of her cleavage once again. I quickly turned away when I saw her glance in my direction. I guess even if I was a girl people would get suspicious if I stared too much at them. I better get changed quickly. I took off the top half of Mei’s uniform and was about to start on the bottom half when my eyes nearly exploded as I saw a pair of exposed breasts.
“God I hate these things,” complained a girl name Lizzie as she took off her bra letting her DD breasts hang lose. She swapped her regular bra for a sports bra so she would actually be able to run. The sight of her nipples were hidden from me again but the image stayed in my mind. I finally managed to find the clip in Mei’s skirt and slid out if. Inside her bag was also a sports bra but I had no idea what I was meant to do with that so just left it there. Girls were already leaving the changing room and I had only just got my clothes off.
“Need help?” Yumi had reappeared and sporting a white t-shirt, navy shorts and a hairband to fashion her hair into short ponytail.
“Why would I need help?” I put on a similar t-shirt but instead of shorts Mei had brought a skirt with spats to wear underneath. With Yumi watching me I quickly finished changing. I wanted to ask her the elephant in the room question, but had no idea how to phrase it without immediately giving away the fact I wasn’t Mei.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take full advantage of being in Mei's body as your next class is gym. You change in the girl's changing room, admiring their exposed bodies as they change. Yumi is acting odd however, almost like she knows who you really are.<<endif>>
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[[Gym]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>"Kyoko!” I called out to her as I arrived at the cinema. When she saw me I saw a worried frown turn into an excited smile as she saw I had actually shown up. Was she expecting me to ditch her? Maybe it was because I was slightly late.
“Sorry I’m late, shall we get started?” My late arrival didn’t leave us with much time to get seated.
“Sure,” Kyoko immediately wrapped around my arm and walked alongside me as we headed for the ticket kiosk. I felt awkward for several reasons. Firstly this was my first date, secondly because of how close Kyoko was to me and thirdly because I was pretending to me someone I wasn’t. I guess I was just uneasy that things might actually go well. I was fine with causing Mei more trouble but I didn’t want to play with Kyoko’s feelings.
I had no idea what the movie about so went in blind wondering what the movie was about. There was no shortage of empty seats to choose from despite our late arrival so we picked somewhere isolated and got comfy. The movie appeared to be some fantasy film about two girls who were both princesses of rival countries. It wasn’t great, the areas the budget was lacking were pretty evident but as the movie progressed I began to realise something. As the main character rejected a handsome prince’s hand in marriage I realised just why Mei had chosen this movie, it was a romance movie between two young women. Tricking me into taking Kyoko to this kind of movie was only going to encourage her further. As the movie entered the last half hour Kyoko began getting as close to me as the armrest between us would allow.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You arrive at the movies with Kyoko. You quickly take your seats and enjoy what you discover to be a lesbian romance film. Kyoko starts to get closer to you. How do you respond?<<endif>>
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[[Give her the cold shoulder]]
[[Lean closer to her]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I moved away so she wouldn't get the wrong idea about this date. Frankly I wasn't even sure why I had agreed to this but I knew that leading Kyoko on could break her heart if she found out who I really was.
As the movie drew to a close the two main leads shared a passionate kiss. I noticed Kyoko shifting a little but I kept my eyes on the screen and avoided looking at her. The last thing I wanted was a repeat of what had happened in the lunchroom. By the time the movie was over I was fairly bored.
“Shall we go?” I asked Kyoko. She still had my arm firmly secured so I couldn’t move until she did.
“Okay.” She let go and we stood up and left. There was a brief silence as we left as we didn’t have plans to go anywhere else.
“Want to get some food?” Because of Mei I had left without getting dinner.
“Alright where shall we eat?” Kyoko's previous energy seemed to have faded. I was fine just having fast food, but this was a date so as a gentleman I had to rule that option out. Fortunately there was a family restaurant nearby that served good food at fair prices. I suggested we go there, Kyoko agreed and soon we were being seated at a table for two.
“Oh how about we get the 2 person share meal?” Kyoko suggested before I had much of a chance to see what I wanted. I found the item she was talking about and had to confess it sounded nice. I wanted to agree but there was still a voice nagging in the back of my head telling me this was wrong because I was deceiving Kyoko. If she had been dating me because it was me she liked I’d go all out in trying to impress her but since I was Mei I felt that I had to hold back.
“Hmmm I’m not sure…”
“Hey Mei, do you like me?” Kyoko suddenly asked. I looked at her and saw her more serious than I had ever seen her before. I had to give her an answer and whatever it was there would be no going back.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You give her the cold shoulder and just watch the movie. Afterwards you go to get food. Feeling uncertian Kyoko asks you if you like her.<<endif>>
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[[Reject Her]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I leant closer to her and we rested our heads against each other. Being this close to her made my heart flutter a little. Kyoko was kind of cute when she wasn’t begging for attention. Maybe Mei would learn to like her as well if she just took some time to get to know the real Kyoko. Even under these circumstances I could appreciate moments like this.
As the movie drew to a close the two main leads shared a passionate kiss. I don’t know why but I choose that moment to look at Kyoko and she had done the same. Our eyes met and the moment just took us as we brought our lips together.
It wasn’t like the exchange in the lunchroom. This time we were both into it. Conscious of the people around us we didn’t let things get too heated. By the time the movie was over I still didn’t care for the movie, but I loved what I had experienced.
“Shall we go?” I asked Kyoko. She had my arm firmly secured so I couldn’t move until she did.
“Okay.” We stood up together and left. There was a brief silence as we left as we didn’t have plans to go anywhere else.
“Want to get some food?” Because of Mei I had left without getting dinner.
“Alright where shall we eat?” I was fine just having fast food, but this was a date so as a gentleman I had to rule that option out. Fortunately there was a family restaurant nearby that served good food at fair prices. I suggested we go there, Kyoko agreed and soon we were being seated at a table for two.
“Oh how about we get the 2 person share meal?” Kyoko suggested before I had much of a chance to see what I wanted. I found the item she was talking about and had to confess it sounded nice. I wanted to agree but there was still a voice nagging in the back of my head telling me this was wrong because I was deceiving Kyoko. If she had been dating me because it was me she liked I’d go all out in trying to impress her but since I was Mei I felt that I had to hold back.
“Hmmm I’m not sure…”
“Hey Mei, do you like me?” Kyoko suddenly asked. I looked at her and saw her more serious than I had ever seen her before. I had to give her an answer and whatever it was there would be no going back.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You lean closer to her. You start to think Kyoko is actually rather cute. Towards the end of the movie you share a moment, and that moment leads to a kiss. After the movie you go to get food. Kyoko asks if you like her and awaits an honest answer.<<endif>>
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[[Accept Her]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I like you, you’re pretty cute but I also like your energetic side.”
“Really?”
“Really. I know I’m usually pretty cold to you but I think this date has helped me see the real you.” I was confusing myself with Mei now. Well these were my words not hers. “But why do you like me?” That was a question I had to ask.
“Me? Well because you’re cool. Like sporty cool but you also don’t let the popularity get to your head. Plus you don’t get angry at me. Lots of people find me annoying. I was worried you were getting sick of me as well but I’m glad that wasn’t it.”
“Kyoko I…” I wanted to tell her the truth, I want to say I wasn’t who she thought I was but the words weren’t coming out. It was like my heart was keeping them in my chest to protect Kyoko from hearing them. Our food arrived and the taste helped me forget about my worries. I’d have to tell Kyoko the truth eventually but I felt that right now it would be alright to just enjoy the moment.
An hour later I was back home after finishing the date.
“I’m back,” I announced.
“Welcome home.” Chloe and my dad were both in the living room watching a movie.
“What you watching?” It looked like a romantic high school comedy.
“It’s a movie about a girl and boy who swap bodies because of an ancient curse. It’s similar to what you described happened to you.” I hope our story wasn’t too similar to that of this movie or they might suspect we were lying.
“How was your date?” Chloe asked.
“It was… wait how did you know?”
“Told you,” she nudged my dad. “Just a mother’s intuition.” That sounded fishy.
“It was alright.”
“Well it was nice of you to fill in for Mei and not stand the poor boy up.” Evidently they didn’t know anything other than the fact it had been a date. “Did you kiss?” And now things were getting uncomfortable.
“I’m heading back to my room.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You accept Kyoko's feelings for you. She explains why she likes you and you almost spill the truth but hold it in. You'll be able to find a better chance hopefully. Afterwards you return home to think about things.<<endif>>
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[[The next day(Coming Soon)|Tobecon]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Sorry but I’m not really feeling a connection.”
I didn’t want to continue toying with her. I placed my order with the waiter and Kyoko did the same. It was clear from the change in her mannerism she was feeling dejected by my response but it was Mei Kyoko wanted to be with, not me. I should probably call Mei and tell her I want to end this game. Posing at her just wasn’t fair on those close to her or those close to me for that matter. Yumi was right, we were being children. We spent the rest of the date in silence until I reached a point I felt it was time to say goodnight. We split the bill and went our separate ways.
Chloe and my dad were both in the living room watching a movie when I got back. “Welcome home.”
“What you watching?” It looked like a romantic high school comedy.
“It’s a movie about a girl and boy who swap bodies because of an ancient curse. It’s similar to what you described happened to you.” I hope our story wasn’t too similar to that of this movie or they might suspect we were lying.
“How was your date?” Chloe asked.
“It was… wait how did you know?”
“Told you,” she nudged my dad. “Just a mother’s intuition.” That sounded fishy.
“It was alright.”
“Well it was nice of you to fill in for Mei and not stand the poor boy up.” Evidently they didn’t know anything other than the fact it had been a date. “Did you kiss?” And now things were getting uncomfortable.
“I’m heading back to my room.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You reject her. Toying with her heart just isn't fair. You both head home and you take to think about things.<<endif>>
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[[The next day(Coming Soon)|Tobecon]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Yumi scrolled over to the Reborn app and opened it up to have a look for herself.
“Copy, swap, alter and poser huh… you’d think it really was just a regular image manipulation program if you found it on accident.”
“The description even words it like one. At no point does it flat out say that its effects apply to reality,” I explained. Yumi closed the app again then plugged my phone into her computer. To get my own back I tried to watch her type in her password but her fingers moved fast and her password had so many keystrokes that I couldn’t see anything other than the fact it started with K.
“I’ll be a minute. Hey can you empty out your pockets for me?” I did as instructed. I searched for the pockets hidden between the skirt plates then unzipped them to find a small coin purse.
“Wait…” If I had copied the money Yumi had on her then that would mean I could theoretically double my pocket money.
“Set the money on my desk.” I did as instructed then Yumi used the app to return me to normal. To my disappointment the money vanished as my clothing return to normal.
“That’s disappointing.”
“It makes sense that everything you copied disappeared when you undid the changes. I’m also guessing that under no circumstances will the app try to create a copy of itself.”
“I guess, but it would have been cool if I could give you a ten, copy you, give you the same ten again, copy and then give you both tens and repeat until we had millions.”
“It would also destabilise the economy.” Yumi was definitely back to her usual self. I watched over her shoulder as she used her developer tools on her computer to see what was up with the Reborn app.
“Huh…” Something was oddly puzzling her. “That’s not right… maybe if I… Hmmm…” She was puzzled by something.
“Something wrong?”
“The app doesn’t exist. I’m looking at a list of all the apps on your phone and I don’t see the Reborn app listed. I’m even looking at files that are normally hidden but the app isn’t showing up there either.” Yumi kept on trying but no matter what she did her computer would always show results that suggested the app didn’t exist.
“Okay I’ll try this.” I didn’t understand what Yumi was doing so I just let her work. Since I had nothing else to do my eyes began to wander and look around at her room. There really wasn’t much to see though. The walls were light blue, the ceiling white and the floor oak floor boards slightly stained with make-up. The walls were free from boyband posters and there weren’t any dolls either. The only thing in the room with personality was her computer which looked high spec. I’d need a part-time job to be able to afford a rig like that.
“Hey Yumi, do you have a job?”
“I’m a freelance beta-tester and bug finder but you know that already.” It slipped my mind that she gets paid to do that. I continued looking around her room and that was when I noticed that there was a suitcase on top her wardrobe with a sleeve hanging out of it.
“Oops... I think...” She pulled the charge cable out of my phone and tossed it back to me. “I can only conclude aliens ‘borrowed’ your phone and installed inside it a program that operates independently from the phone itself. That is to say it looks like it’s installed on your phone but it really isn’t. Regardless, I somehow managed to unlock a new feature somehow." In other words she had done something but had no idea what. I opened up the app and saw that indeed there was new feature.
"Save image?" I checked it out and saw it allowed me to save images of people for later use. That sounded useful. I closed my phone and turned my attention back to the sleeve. It was a pink colour and was also glittering as if someone had spilt glitter on it recently. Yumi noticed where I was gazing.
“What?” She yelled accusingly. Evidently she didn’t want me looking at whatever I had just seen.
“Nothing.” I could take a hint. It was best not mention it.
“There is nothing more I can do. If you find out anything more about the app let me know. I’ll look around online to see if I can find anything.” It felt like my welcome had expired. “I’ll see you at school tomorrow.” It definitely had.
“Okay bye.” I grabbed my bag and Yumi stood up to see me off.
“See you,” she pushed me out of her room and slammed the door. She was acting strange again. I was a little curious about why. Suddenly there was a crash from behind her door as something fell over and I heard Yumi give a short cry of distress.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Yumi hooks your phone up to her computer but if baffled. Despite this she somehow unlocks a save feature. Unable to figure it out you head home. As you leave Yumi's bedroom you hear a nosise moments after the door shuts.<<endif>>
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[[Investigate]]
[[Ignore it]]
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I returned home wondering about what to do next. Maybe it would be best to not worry about how the app worked or where it came from and just enjoy it. There was also still the question if I should tell Dave and Mei about it tomorrow.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You leave Yumi's house having conclused the mysterious app is mysterious.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|Day3Morning]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>As the evening rolled in I spent a lot of that time on lying on my bed remembering what me and Yumi had done. I would never have imagined that Yumi had a secret cosplay fetish, nor that I would be dragged into it and end up having sex with her, as her. What the Reborn app enabled me be able to do was insane. I remembered Yumi's departing words to me as I left.
"If you feel like using my body don't hold back." She was still on the copy select screen so if I wanted to I could turn into her and have a little fun. I lifted my phone and thought about doing just that. Suddenly there was a knock at the door and Hana poked her head through.
"Hey Bro, can you help me move something?" My fun would have to wait for another time.
"Alright," I said rolling out of bed.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You leave Yumi's house but she seems eager to use the app again. She even gives you premission to use her body whenever you want.<<endif>>
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[[Next day|Day3Yumi]]
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“Ready for more?” I threw her own words back at her. Surprised by my sudden boldness she submissively nodded. I slid my finger down and inserted a single digit into her dripping pussy.
“Geez, there’s so much room in here,” I teased inserting a second finger. Yumi made the most enticing face as I beat my fingers back and forth to stimulate her. Then like she had done to me I pulled them out and sucked the juices from them. A strange taste but one I wanted more off. I pressed my pussy against her nose as I repositioned myself so I could get a full taste of Yumi’s snatch. I pulled her lips apart and drove my tongue in as far as it could go. Yumi moaned as a I teased her clit with my fingers.
“Don’t forget about me.” She understood what I wanted her to do and began pleasing me as well. It almost felt like masturbation. As I stirred around inside her, her tongue did the same to me. Our tastes were no doubt the same but while our bodies may have been identical our minds weren’t.
“I can’t… I’m Cumming!” Yumi cried rocking the bed as I pushed her into an orgasm. I’d have liked it if she had made me cum as well but she was in no state to continue.
“Oh well.” This had been a great experience either way.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You turn the tables on her, getting ontop of her and having your way. You finger her as she moans until she loudly cums.<<endif>>
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[[Head Home|Day2TrueYumi]]
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“Lick me clean,” she instructed. The juices were overflowing and I put my tongue to work licking her clean. I then stuck my tongue into her dripping snatch unable to control my own hunger for her body much like she couldn’t her hunger for mine. As I licked her she drove her tongue into me. We have the same body and the same sensitive spots so our actions were perfectly matched. I felt something alien to me build up inside. The alien pleasure continued building up until I couldn’t contain it anymore. Despite being the same I was the first to let out a loud cry as succumbed to the orgasm.
“You slut, you came before I did,” she teased lifting her pussy from my mouth. She used her own fingers to finish herself off and as she hit her climax she bit down on the blindfold to dampen her voice. <<set $DomEv1 = "no">><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You let her have her way with you. She forces you to lick her pussy as she licks yours. You cum first and she calls you a slut for getting off so easy.<<endif>>
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[[Head Home|Day2TrueYumi]]
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“Why am I <<click "tied to the bed">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewYumiBed.png]]<</replace>><</click>>?” I asked her fearing the answer. Right now I felt like a platter of food set in front of a starving lion.
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“I prefer you this way.” Those words had clear sexual intent. Yumi had shown me a lot of different sides to her today but this one was the most concerning. She climbed onto the bed and knelt over me.
“When you look at me like that I really can’t help myself.” She kissed me. I didn’t even understand what was going on anymore other than the simple fact Yumi was kissing me. Her tongue invaded my mouth and I struggled to overcome the weirdness of this situation.
“Yumi… I’m you right now.”
“Is that a problem?”
“Well… not really.” I could stop this. Yumi’s mother was downstairs so all I had to do was yell but I didn’t want to. Yumi kissed me again and this time I matched her tongue movements. If I was a man right now I know my dick would be standing tall ready for action. Yumi ran her finger down my chest that had never felt more sensitive. Was this what it was like to be a girl?
“I didn’t figure you for this kind of girl,” she teased me.
“I could say the same about you.” I was helpless yet I wasn’t. I could break free but was choosing not to. This situation was turning me on. A finger ran along the fabric of my panties teasing me as Yumi continued looking into my eyes. She knew this body’s most sensitive spots which meant I was completely at her mercy. Her hand slid under the fabric around my crotch and touched me directly, stimulating me further as Yumi soaked her fingers in my pussy juices. It felt good and I wanted her to give me more. Suddenly she pulled her fingers back out and sucked on them.
“Ready for more?” She was enjoying teasing me.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You suddenly find yourself <<click "tied to her bed">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewYumiBed.png]]<</replace>><</click>> wearing a very revealing outfit. Yumi takes advantage of your defenceless state, kissing you and teasing your body.
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[[Break free and turn the tables]]
[[Let her have her way]]
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“Mei, skirt,” warned Yumi.
“Yes?” How did Mei usually react?
“Skirt!” Skirt? I glanced at Yumi’s skirt but it seemed normal to me. It took me a second to realise she meant mine. I looked down and oh lord. It had ridden up and almost the entire length of my thigh was on show. I quickly fixed it and smiled apologetically. I wasn’t the only one feeling a little awkward.
“Um…” Mei was struggling to cope with seeing Kyoko glare so hatefully at her. In Kyoko's eyes some asshole had just sat between her and Mei, forcing Mei to sit on the uncomfy windowsill. I couldn’t help but laugh a little. This bet would be easy if Kyoko was unable to even get near me. Unfortunately I had underestimated her cunningness.
“Oh Mei check this out!” She had her phone out and quickly stood up, pushed past Mei and sat down next to me on the windowsill. “It’s cute right?” On her phone was a stock image of a kitten. I didn’t really get why she was showing me this.
“Yeah it’s cute.” I didn’t really care for it. I felt Kyoko’s shoulder rub against mine as she put her phone away. Clearly she wasn’t moving back to her seat. I should have expected that. I opened up my bag and fished out my lunch box. I was glad to see it hadn’t been replaced with an ‘I.O.U’ letter. Not that a sandwich, a piece of fruit and a biscuit was much to sing home about anyway.
“Is this a sign that love has bloomed?” Dave suddenly cried out. What was he talking about this time? “The sacred lunch box exchange, I never dreamed of the day I’d witness it before my very eyes.” Lunch box exchange? That was another mistake. To my friends Mei was eating my lunch and I was eating Mei’s. I had a plain clear container so it wasn’t so bad, by Mei had in front of her a floral pink container. There was no way to escape the fact that to an observer we had swapped lunches. Kyoko suddenly captured my arm while giving Mei another death stare. She probably saw me as an even bigger annoyance now or worse, a rival.
“Um… Kyoko can you let go?” I asked politely but she didn’t release her grip on me. I had no problem eating sandwiches one handed but when it came to the task of getting the skin of an orange I was stuck.
“Who do you like more, me or him?” Kyoko practically spat the word him as she glared at Mei again. Mei was on the verge of breaking into a fit of laughter. If I wasn’t the victim of this I would probably also find Kyoko’s hatred towards Mei amusing. What would Kyoko do if she found out that I was Mei and Mei was me? She’d probably apologise non-stop to Mei for weeks for being so cold towards her.
“You need to give her an answer,” Mei teased. I had hoped to avoid the question but since Mei was pushing it…<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You sit down at the table pretending to be each other. Your aren't very good at it. Kyoko thinks that there is something going on between you and gets jealous. She grips you arm and asks you to choose between her and Joe unaware that you're actually Joe.<<endif>>
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[[Declare your love for Mei|Pick Mei]]
[[Declare your love for Kyoko|Pick Kyoko]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Hey Yumi,” Mei brightly greeted with a wave. Her overexpression was gaining unnecessary attention.
“Hey Joe.” I almost thought Yumi might slip up and say ‘Hey Mei’ instead. As three we left the gym and were soon all standing together at the bus stop. Mei was still talking with Yumi but her poker face wasn’t nearly as good. I could see the worry and knew she was just as desperate for me to say the elephant in the room question as I was for her to say it. Neither of us knew where the other lived and we couldn’t go to our actual homes like this. Why does she need to be so stubborn, just say it! Screw it. I had to make a move before the bus showed up.
“I’ve never seen you two talk so much,” I commented. I had to get one of them to slip up.
“I’m just in a very talkative mood,” Mei replied.
“Really? You remind me of how you used to be, you know before that whole thing with your mum.” Switch the topic to something Mei knew very little about, perfect.
“Yeah how is your new step-mom Chloe? Are you and her daughter Hana getting along? I heard you moved into her home at 11 Fortitude Road,” Yumi said casually.
“Yumi!” I hissed. She just gave Mei the information she needed to continue pretending to be me. She didn’t just know we had swapped; she was inciting us to continue this game. “I knew you knew!”
“Knew what?” She innocently asked.
“What you talking about Joe?” Mei asked me. I realised her error immediately but Yumi didn’t.
“Yumi knows that I’m Joe and you’re Mei.”
“What?” Mei looked at Yumi didn’t break face.
“You two are such children.” She was speaking like a bored parent who had seen her child’s antics too many times to be impressed. “I realised it at lunch… You suck at pretending to be each other.”
“It’s his fault for telling Kyoko I liked her!”
“You said I had to give her an answer so I did. I would have dodged her question if you hadn’t forced me to answer.” We butted heads glaring at each other.
“For my sake can we roll back to how this happened? Did you break an ancient idol or annoy a witch or something that made you get stuck as one another?”
“We’re not stuck,” I explained. Yumi looked at me in disbelief.
“So you two could have switched back… but you didn’t?” To her that was absolutely baffling.
“If Joe wants to switch back he needs only ask.”
“I can switch back anytime I want to.” I held up my phone to prove my point. That was a mistake as within a split-second Yumi snatched it.
“So your phone caused this?” She looked at me for confirmation. I didn’t say anything but being the mind-reader she was got the information anyway.
“Can I have my phone back?”
“Not until you two apologise to each other and admit you are both idiots.”
“Why should I?” I said in unison with Mei.
“My friends are children,” Yumi sighed. “So what are you going to do? Live out your life as each other unless one of you concedes?” Mei wouldn’t let it go that far I thought to myself unaware she was thinking the same about me. “This will never end.” Yumi may have been right about that. “Why don’t you just switch back and find another way to settle your idiocy?”
“Alright,” I said agreeing with her.
“Oh being me too much for you?” With that Yumi's attempt to mediate went up in flames.
“I take back what I said. Sorry Yumi but we are continuing this.”
“Okay then but can you two please come up with an excuse to tell your families. I saw through you within 5 minutes. I doubt your families will take much longer.” Maybe that was for the best. I knew nothing about Mei so pretending to be her would be very troublesome at home. She also knew very little about my family although really all she had to do was stay in my room and she’d probably fit right in.
“What are we meant to say?”
“That you broke an ancient idol and it swapped your bodies around. It’s what happens in the movies so it’ll be easier to believe. It’s really your only option other than, you know, switching back!” With that she managed to get both of us to agree to the ancient idol story.
Explaining things to our families was more complicated than it sounded. First we had to go to Mei’s and convince her parent’s we had swapped bodies, then we had to do the same for mine. Mei’s bond with her parent’s was what helped her convince her parent’s she was in the wrong body but I didn’t have a strong bond with Chloe or Hana so convincing them was a lot harder. It wasn’t until my father came home that I was finally able to prove that I was who I said I was. Eventually though we managed to get things sorted out so I would be able to sleep in my own bed. However there was still one little thing I had forgotten about.
“Don’t forget about your date tonight,” Mei laughed as she left my house to head home once things were settled. Her comment left me speechless as I quickly checked my watch and saw I had less than an hour before I was due to meet up with Kyoko. I couldn’t cancel, I didn’t have Kyoko’s number and Mei had no intention of providing me with it. What was I meant to wear? I’d have to figure something out so I rushed up to my room and tried to assemble an outfit that didn’t look unusual on Mei's body.
“Going out with a friend to see a movie. Bye.” I gave my family a rushed explanation as I ran out the door for the bus stop. I made it just in time and checked the time as I headed for the cinema. I should make it alright; it wasn’t like movies ever started on time anyway.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>When you meet with Mei again you manage to make Yumi confess to knowing what is really happening. She is shocked however when she learns you are both just being stubborn and can switch back freely. She comes up with a plan so you'll be able to return home and help you explain things to your families. It takes time however and once your done you realise it's time for your date with Kyoko.<<endif>>
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[[Date with Kyoko]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I exited the changing room at the same time as Mei exited the men’s room. When our eyes met we forgot all about our own problems and pretended we were having the time of our life. Mei usually went outdoors for field hockey and I usually stayed indoors and played basketball. I grouped up with the other girls and headed outside to enjoy myself. I knew I wasn’t as good as Mei; she did this regularly and I rarely touched a hockey stick so I just focused on having fun.
Time flew past and before I knew it gym was over and with it the school day. I returned to the gym building on the lookout for Mei. Maybe now she’d want to return to normal otherwise we’d be going home in each other’s bodies.
“You’re pretty good, why not come to practice afterschool?” One of the regulars from the basketball team said to her. She was going to decline but then she saw I was watching.
“Sure, you can count on me.” She had her eyes on me while she said those words. Switch back? No. She was trying to escalate things further. Alright if that’s how she wants to play it. Maybe I should ask a boy out, that’ll be sure to piss her off. Dave chose that exact moment to enter my line of sight and I decided that he was the perfect candidate. Unfortunately I never reached him as someone grabbed me by the collar and pulled me back.
“If you two continue to act like children I might disassociate myself from you,” Yumi threatened. Mei vanished into the boys’ changing room as Yumi dragged me into the girls’.
Despite school being over we weren’t allowed to leave in our gym clothes home because morals or some rubbish. It didn’t stop some students trying anyway. In the changing room Yumi once again changed away from me. She must know. Everything she said hinted towards it. I came up with a plan to test that theory. Partway through changing I quickly went around the corner to speak with her.
“Hey Yumi,” I greeted. Immediately she grabbed a towel to cover herself. She definitely knew.
“Stop looking!” She barred her fangs towards me and gave me a terrifying look.
“Sorry, I was just asking if you had any deodorant.” A common question in changing rooms.
“Here.” She passed me a thin can. I quickly sprayed myself and gave it back.
“Thanks and sorry.” I wonder when she figured it out? I finished changing around the same time as Yumi then turned the corner to speak with her again. She was dressed so more willing to speak.
“So… when did you figure it out?” I didn’t say what but it would be clear what I was referring to.
“Figure what out?”
“You know, the thing with Joe.” I tried to be vague. I was only 80% sure she knew and feared giving it away if I was actually wrong.
“What thing with Joe?” I looked at her but she had the same expression she always had. She had the world’s greatest poker face so I had no idea if she was messing with me or genuinely didn’t know what I was talking about. I just couldn’t figure her out.
“Well I gotta head home.” Yumi picked up her bags and headed for the door and I did the same. Waiting outside for us was Mei.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You go gym as Mei and do your best to keep up her level of athletism. It isn't easy but you had fun. Afterwards you test your theory about Yumi knowing. She continues to act strangely, but plays dumb when you drop hints.<<endif>>
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[[Home Time]]
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This content is being worked on and will available in the future.
Click the Restart button in the side menu to restart.<<set $update3 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>The Reborn app must have decided it wanted to also be an alarm as that morning I was woken up the sound of it finishing another update.
“Let’s see what we have this time.” I picked up my phone and checked the update notes.
‘Want to change more than just what’s on the outside? Now you can with the new personality adjuster! Also available is the new image merge for the copy function. Ever imagine what two people would look like combined? Now you can copy two people at once and transform into a fusion of them!’ Both those features sounded pretty insane.
“Change who I am on the inside?” Could I really do that? I launched the Reborn app to have a look and discovered it wasn’t just limited to me; it could be used on anyone. The power to alter a person’s personality? That seemed like it was crossing the line but at the same time I could certainly put it to good use not just on myself but other people. I doubted I'd get much of a chance to test it out though. I was to meet with Dave at lunch to discover what he had planned for me in exchange for yesterday.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up to find the Reborn ap updatng with two new features, the personality adjuster and image merging. You head to school thinking about what Dave had planned for lunch.<<endif>>
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[[Lunch|Day3AngleLunch]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Two drinks were slid across the counter to Dave and me. There were some beats playing in the background but hardly anyone here to dance to them. This club was certainly quieter than we had been expecting. Par us there were only ten other club goers here and those of them that were girls were well protected by their male friends.
“I think we came too early.” We had arrived at the club shortly after it opened. We knew it wouldn’t be that busy since it was the middle of the weak but we still expected it to be livelier than this.
“How long before it picks up?” I asked Dave. Using the app I had convinced my family to let me sleep over at Dave’s house, and then he used it to convince his family to let him stay at mine. It was a simply ploy and if it got discovered the app would bail us out.
“I don’t know, I don’t ever get invited out clubbing,” Dave replied. That was true for me as well. There were plenty of people in our year group who headed out to the clubs at the weekends, some of them using fake IDs to do so but me and Dave rarely got told about it. Began sipping on our drinks as people very slowly trickled through the door but we still didn’t have the confidence to approach any of the women. It wasn’t until shortly before midnight did things pick up as a large influx of college students arrived. Me and Dave watched as they came stumbling in already slightly tipsy looking to consume even more booze. Some of them were pretty hot and Dave had already decided on the girl he’d try to chat up.
“Ah, I see some fine mounds ahoy.” Dave nudged me and pointed towards a girl with a huge rack stuffed into a tight dress. The full length of her legs was on show and it wasn’t just Dave whose attention she had grabbed.
“If you’re gonna go for her be quick, I think half the guys here are planning their approach,” I warned him. I could count at least ten pairs of eyes staring at her ass right now. I’m sure there was some unwritten code of conduct for when to approach a girl you wanted to chat up. Dave being Dave however decided to make his move now, but unfortunately this approach was spotted by a much larger male who got to her first. In a testament to how toxic the club scene could be the man casually flipped Dave off behind the girl’s back as he began chatting to her. Dave returned to me immediately and held out his hand.
“Phone.” He didn’t say what he was going to do with it but I had a fairly good idea. I had fully charged it before coming out so the Reborn App was ready for action again. Opened up the app and passed it to him as he took out the poser. I thought he was going to target the girl but instead he targeted the guy.
“Grab her ass,” Dave ordered him. Immediately the guy’s hand reached behind the girl and gave her ass a tight squeeze. Instantly she whipped her hand across the guys face. Grabbing a girl’s ass before you even asked for her name was never smart. She ditched him immediately and before he could apologise there were two hero-types blocking him from getting near her. Dave was smiling pleased with the result.
“Harsh,” I commented.
“But fair,” Dave retorted. “Alright my turn to…” Dave was once again cock-blocked as another guy beat him to the girl.
“I’ve got a new plan, I’m gonna screw with everyone who tries to chat her up so when I show up and don’t grope her I’ll be like a shining knight,” he schemed. I kept silent about the many flaws I saw with that plan. I was content just watching Dave’s shenanigans at this point. Dave wasn’t the only person going with a shining knight strategy for picking up girls. The guy who had approached the girl opened with
“Man what an asshole, I hate people like him.” Dave wasn’t going to allow it. He targeted the guy and began to issue command after command. Soon the guy talking to the girl was mincing his words, sweating heavily and making shitty jokes. The girl’s face told a story of how much she would rather not be talking to this mess of a man who needed five attempts to finish his sentences. Unable to maintain a conversation with her he finally gave up and returned to his friends. It wasn’t long before someone else took their chances with the girl but before they could even say hi they had tripped and split their drink over a bouncer. Naturally he got thrown out for being too drunk.
Finally Dave had had enough of screwing with other guys and decided to make his own move. He selected her as the apps target and issued his command.
“You will find the next guy to approach you unbelievable attractive.” Dave immediately handed me back my phone and approached her before anyone else could. By this stage the girl was bored to hell with the terrible guys trying to talk to her but that changed when she saw Dave’s face.
“Oh hey handsome,” she greeted. She was way out of his league yet she was already putty in his hands.
“Hey girl, how you doing?” Dave was putting on his best cool guy impression. It was a shame me and Dave had rendered ourselves immune to the effects of the app or I’d have used it to him to make him less nervous. I had the power to remove his previous order and make his victim see him for what he really was, but then I’d be robbing myself of the joy of seeing Dave screw it up himself. To my disappointment however the girl was blinded by Dave’s good looks. She didn’t see his many flaws and after a few minutes of talking Dave was back at the bar buying her a drink.
“This is my mate Joe,” Dave introduced us.
“Hiya, I’m Rachael.” So that was her name. “Your friend is sooo hot.” She was pretty drunk, I couldn’t blame her considering the calibre of guys that been speaking to her so far. I couldn’t say Dave was completely sober at this point either. He had been drinking a bit as well but was good at holding his drink. Dave and Rachael hit the dance floor and their performance was cringe worthy. They fell over a few times but were so drunk they didn’t realise just how sloppy their performance was.
“I’m gonna have to carry that mess home,” I groaned. Rachael’s friends were of the same mind. At the end of the night we both bundled our drunken friends into a cab and went our separate ways.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You head out the club that evening with Dave. He uses the app to screw with the competition then get friendly with the hottest girl around. Unfortunately he gets too drunk and at the end of the night you bundle him into a taxi to get him home.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|Day3Dave1]] (Coming Soon)
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>That evening I put some thought about we’d we would try out tomorrow. The app had a lot of cool features, some I had yet to even touch. Most exciting of all was the prospect that it might get even more features for us to experiment with. However was it really okay to just experiment? What I had obtained was unquestionably a great power, so the real question was what I should be doing with it. Was it okay to just keep having fun or did I have a duty to try and use this power for the benefit of those around me. It was thoughts like those that kept my mind occupied that evening.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>That evening you brainstorm some ideas about what to do with the app.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|Day3DaveStart]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>I couldn’t shake what had happened this afternoon from my head. Even later in the evening it was still bugging me. I didn’t understand what it was but something felt… strange. I couldn’t put what I was feeling any other way. I took out my phone and looked through the app, checking the descriptions of each function. While reading I noticed that I still had Cassidy’s image copied. On an impulse I reapplied it to myself. I changed into Cassidy and just like before I felt like a weight I didn’t know I was carrying was lifted from my shoulders.
“I don’t get it.” I felt a desire to stay like this but I didn’t understand why. I moved closer to the mirror and pressed my hand against my reflection. I just didn’t get it. Maybe it was just how a girl’s body felt. I decided to test my theory. I looked out of my window since there was a bus stop located close to my house. As luck would have it there was a girl my age standing there. I quickly captured her image then like I had done with Cassidy I applied it to myself. I looked at the face of a complete stranger in the mirror. It wasn’t just her face that was alien to me, her body also felt odd in a noticeably way. It wasn’t the type of thing I’d forget about and accidently walk out inside in like I had almost done with Cassidy’s body. I hit the undo button on the app which turned me back to Cassidy. I was about to hit it again to return myself back to normal but hesitated. I didn’t want to stop being her just yet. I set my phone down and looked at Cassidy’s face in the mirror again. Maybe a shower would help me clear my thoughts. I doubled checked the hall was clear then dove across into the bathroom at the end of the hall.
I turned the shower on and stepped in leaving my clothes on the floor. The feeling of the warm water running down my body was nice. The contours of my body guided the water down towards my nethers. I slid my hand down, brushing the entrance of my pussy. It felt sensitive but that just drove me to touch it more. Slowly I went from gently touching it, to caressing it, to inserting my finger inside. My wet finger went in effortlessly. It felt good. I slumped to the floor with my knees spread as a second finger entered. It felt so good, and it felt so natural.
<<if $day1sx is "no">>My fingers moved like they knew what to do despite me having never masturbated before.<<endif>>
<<if $day1sx is "yes">>It was completely different to what I did yesterday. <<endif>>
A moan escaped my mouth but the noise of the shower hid it from anyone who might’ve been listening. It wasn’t the first moan, more followed as my fingers continued to stimulate my sex as the pleasure grew and grew. I passed the point of control and began ravishing my sex with fast finger movements. A third finger was plunged inside and my moans grew louder until finally I found what it was I was searching for. The orgasm hit and while it wasn’t overpowering, it left my mind in a place of complete bliss afterwards. I didn’t get why I loved this body so much, but I wanted to continue experiencing it. That night I barricaded my door to prevent anyone entering my room during the night because if they did they’d find the sleeping face of a blonde haired girl in my bed.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>That night you transfrom back into Cassdy. You don't understand why you find this body so welcoming. You head into the shower and masturbate as a girl which feels amazing. That night you go to sleep still inside Cassidy's body.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Tobecon]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update3 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>When I fell asleep I suspected I might be awoken to the sound of my phone updating I wasn’t wrong. I grabbed my phone from my desk and looked at it with my tired eyes.
“Update installed,” I whispered then began reading the contents.
‘Ever looked at two strangers and wondered what their children would look like? Wonder no more! With the new Bio-Merge expansion to the copy feature you can now select two people and create an image constructed from them both! Also in this update is the new Personality feature. Have you created the perfect image but are having problems with what’s on the inside? Now with the Personality feature you can fix that!’
Change the inside?” Could I really do that? I launched the Reborn app to have a look. Both new options had appeared in the menus. As always I could target myself or another person.
The power to alter a person’s personality? That seemed like it was crossing a moral line but at the same time there was a lot of good it could do as well.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The next morning you awoke to find the app had updated. With the update comes the Bio-Merge and Personality changer.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|Day3Morning]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I decided I'd test the app on my family again. Should I copy <<click "Hana">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHana.png]]<</replace>><</click>> or <<click "Chloe">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewChloe.png]]<</replace>><</click>>?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decided to test the app on your family again.<<endif>>
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[[Copy Hana|HanaR1]]
[[Copy Chloe|ChloeR1]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update3 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">><<set $fam = "no">>When I fell asleep I suspected I might be awoken to the sound of my phone updating I wasn’t wrong. I grabbed my phone from my desk and looked at it with my tired eyes.
“Update installed,” I whispered then began reading the contents.
‘Ever looked at two strangers and wondered what their children would look like? Wonder no more! With the new Bio-Merge expansion to the copy feature you can now select two people and create an image constructed from them both! Also in this update is the new Personality feature. Have you created the perfect image but are having problems with what’s on the inside? Now with the Personality feature you can fix that!’
Change the inside?” Could I really do that? I launched the Reborn app to have a look. Both new options had appeared in the menus. As always I could target myself or another person. The power to alter a person’s personality? That seemed like it was crossing a moral line but at the same time there was a lot of good it could do as well.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You awake to find the app has updated with two new features, bio-merge and personality modify.<<endif>>
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[[Head to school]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update3 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I was surprised when I arrived at the classroom before Dave. He was usually dropped off at school by his mother in the morning, and due to the time her work started that was usually 15-20 minutes before my bus got there. It was very rare for me to arrive before he did. I checked my phone in case he had sent a message but there was nothing new.
Five minutes later with barely any time to spare before the first bell he finally showed up.
“You look like hell,” I immediately told him. Anyone within ten metres of him could tell he was hung over.
“What happened last night?” Did he drink so much he couldn’t remember? Well he was in a pretty bad state by the end of the night.
“You tried,” I joked.
“Can’t you use your magic thingy you make me feel better?”
“I could have but…” Our teacher walked past us and opened the door. “You arrived a bit too late.” Dave spent the whole morning suffering, doing his best to hide the fact he was hung over from the teachers. Fortunately both morning classes were ones he sat at the back.
Morning break arrived and we slipped away to find somewhere private.
“Hold still.” I targeted Dave with the app. There wasn’t anything as handy as a ‘cure hang over’ feature, so I just turned back the clock 24 hours in the hopes it would flush last night’s alcohol from his system.
“Wow… I’m cured!” Dave looked healthy as could be again. “That thing is so amazing.”
“It’s even more amazing, it updated again this morning. I now have the power to change people’s personalities and also I can fuse people together.”
“Holy shit, so you can fuse say Yumi and Mei into one person?” He seemed to misunderstand what I meant.
“No. I can take a copy of Chloe and fuse it with a copy of Mei to create a new image.”
“Oh… cool let’s try that then.” That would require capturing both Mei and Yumi’s image and I had no idea where either of them was at the moment.
“I have a class with both of them between now and lunch; I’ll capture their image and report back later.” Dave agreed with that plan of action.
At lunch I met up with Dave again in the gym storage just like yesterday.
“Mission complete, you ready for this?” I had the fusion of Mei and Yumi ready to go.
“Hit me,” Dave braced for some reason. I applied the fused image to him and watched as his body transformed into <<click "a girl">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/FusMeiYumi.png]]<</replace>><</click>> who wasn’t quite Mei and wasn’t quite Yumi.
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“How do I look?” He had no mirror but could tell his body was now a girl's.
“Your hair is green like Mei’s but you had streaks of Yumi kind of like highlights. You also have heterochromia in your eyes.” One eye was blue like Yumi and one green like Mei. Their features hadn’t really blended together as well as I’d hoped. I looked at the app and noticed there was an advanced menu to manually solve some of those issues.
“Joe I’ve an idea.” Oh boy here we go again. “We’ll find like the two hottest guys we can and fuse them together. That way I should be absolutely unresistable.”
“Irresistible dumbass. Anyway sure why not, if nothing else it should be entertaining like yesterday. So where are you going to find these two hot guys?”
“We’ll just fuse the two hottest guys in school. Derrick has had like 30 girlfriends…”
“So he claims,” I quickly added.
“Whatever, the girls say he’s hot so he’ll be number one.”
“And number two?”
“Mr Maxwell, the gym teacher. He’s got plenty of muscle and when the girls play sex, marry, kill they always pick Maxwell for sex.” Hypothetical questions were the bread and butter of girl talk. Well I knew who my targets were. I probably wouldn’t get a chance afterschool so I turned Dave back to normal then we split up in search of our targets.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You meet up with Dave the next morning. He is badly hung over. You let him suffer a little then cure him with the Reborn App. You tell him about the image merge feature and he suggests testing it on Mei and Yumi. After a successful test he suggests fusing the two hottest guys at school together and using that image to pick up girls. You decided to humour him and agree to help.<<endif>>
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[[Afterschool|Day3Dave2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I was the first to arrive at the gym storage and I had brought my lunch with me in case whatever Dave was planning took up all of lunch. During the morning break I had given him my phone as he wanted to surprise me with whateve he was planning. I was half-way through eating when the door opened again. I was expecting to see Dave but I was shocked when I saw it wasn't him.
“What are you doing eating in here Joe?” It was <<click "Ms Angela">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewAngela.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. What was she doing here? She wasn’t even a gym teacher.
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“Just eating, it’s quiet here.” Technically there wasn’t any rule that said I couldn’t be here anyway. It was best to not seem suspicious.
“You know you aren’t allowed in here,” she berated.
“There’s no rule against it.” She paused and was thinking about what to say next. Something felt odd. Then it hit me, there should have been only one person who knew I was here and he just happened to have the ability to turn into anyone he wanted.
“I’m waiting on Dave actually; he forgot to do his homework for your class and was going to come here to do in secret.” I watched closely to see how she reacted.
“Homework?” She legitmately paused to try and remember if she had given us anyway. "Did I did give us homework?" I wasn’t expecting that poor a response. It was definitely Dave I was speaking with. I went back to eating my lunch waiting on him to break.
“Anyway Joe, I…” Dave had realised the major flaw in his plan. If I actually believed that he was Ms Angela then whatever he had planned would go to waste. If he told me to leave and I left he’d have to come chasing after me.
“It’s me dumbass.” Dave finally broke. “I had you totally fooled.”
“Sure you did, you keep believing that. So why are you Ms Angela?”
“To have sex with her of course!” I didn’t expect anything else from him. He pulled out my phone but was obviously still unsure of how to work it. To help him I took it back from him.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You head to the gym to wait for Dave. Ms Angela suddenly shows up but you quickly realise it's actually Dave using her body.“To have sex with her of course!” I didn’t expect anything else from him. He pulled out my phone but was obviously still unsure of how to work it. To help him I took it back from him.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You head to the gym to wait for Dave. <<click "Ms Angela">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/?.png]]<</replace>><</click>> suddenly shows up but you quickly realise it's actually Dave using her body.
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[[Next|Day3GymP1]]
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“How do I look?” I asked with my new voice.
“Beautiful, man I can’t believe I get to bang the hottest teacher in school.” The way he looked at me made me feel like I really was just a piece of meat. He looked like a starving animal that had just been presented its first meal in days.
“So should we…” Suddenly he pounced pushing me over as he groped my breasts and ran his tongue down the side of my face. His hands squeezed me breasts and I barely managed to push him away before he tore open my blouse.
“Show some restraint, you’re like an animal!” Heck most animals had more composure than he did right now.
“Sorry, but when I thought about banging you my body moved on its own.” No wonder this guy couldn’t get a girlfriend. His level of restraint was non-existent. There was only one way to keep him from devouring me and that was to take command.
“Lay on your back,” I commanded. He obeyed and I unzipped his trousers to free his cock. “So this is your ‘monster’?” He made it out to be a lot bigger than it actually was. I gently put my hands around it and began moving them up and down. His member twitched in response to my hand job. The women in pornos normally spit first so that was what I did. I covered his dick with Ms Angela’s salvia to get it wet then carefully positioned myself <<click "ontop of him">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/DaveMsAngela2.png]]<</replace>><</click>>, rubbing my pussy against his shaft through the dark pantyhose.
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“Holy shit that feels good,” Dave cried as I rubbed up and down. I soon saw pre-cum leak from his tip. My own snatch was beginning to get wet as I teased Dave. I could probably make him ejaculate just like this but Dave had other ideas. His hands went for my hips and I heard a tearing sound as his aggressive grabbing tore open a hole in my pantyhose. Now there was just the fabric of my panties between him and me, or so I thought but as I was about to discover Ms Angela wasn’t as pure a woman as we thought. I felt Dave’s cock push against the lips of my pussy.
“Huh?” I felt down and realised that there hadn’t been anything beneath her pantyhose. Ms Angela was as they say, going commando.
“Holy shit that’s hot!” Dave realised this as well and it just made his sex-drive even higher which I didn’t think was possible. “I can’t hold back, I’m going in!” He had lost all self-restraint and rammed his throbbing cock into my pussy. He was inside me and his movements were creating a sensation I’d never experienced before. It felt weird and at first I wanted to stop but at the same time I wanted more. I moved my hips and he did so as well as I <<click "rode him">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/DaveMsAngela.png]]<</replace>><</click>> cowgirl style.
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“I can’t believe I’m really doing this!” Dave declared with joy as he continued to thrust into me.
“Those are my words!” I tried to think about how weird this situation was, but the pleasure from my pussy was drowning out my thoughts. Dave said something but I was too lost to register his words. Suddenly I felt something warm spray inside me but even that didn’t stop me. Ms Angela’s sex drive had taken over my mind. Dave was spent but I kept on going. With the assistance of my hands I increased the pleasure I was feeling until it was too much for me to handle and with a cry I experienced what it was like to have an orgasm as Ms Angela.
“Holy shit!” I cried as the pleasure of her body surpassed anything I’d ever felt before. I slumped to the side leaving behind a trail of Dave’s cum. We lay on the floor for a few minutes saying nothing before Dave finally got up. He picked up my phone and looked at the screen with a silly grin.
“I can have sex with anyone I want. Joe can this thing copy people on the TV or in magazines?”
“I doubt it, but I also haven’t tried.” The way the description worded the function however made me doubt that it could. I took my phone back from him and returned myself to normal, although to my displeasure I had to wipe Dave’s jizz from my crotch. I finished what was left of my lunch as Dave pulled out a picture of some supermodel from his pocket and tried to copy her image.
“No luck?” I could tell it wasn’t working.
“No. That’s a pity.” I could agree with that. I had a few celebrities I wouldn’t mind sticking my dick into.
“I can’t believe that Ms Angela doesn’t wear panties.” At least she hadn’t been wearing any when Dave had copied her image. Did she just forget or was there something more to it? I kind of wanted to know.
“I’m going to copy her image tomorrow and see if she is wearing any,” I explained to Dave. I was curious now.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You transform into Ms Angela and discover she isn't wearing panties. You then use her body to <<click "ride Dave's cock">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/DaveMsAngela.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day4AngelaRoute]]
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<<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>My schedule for today aligned up perfectly with what I intended to do. I had a class with Ms Angela today and as luck would have it, it was the last class before morning break. As Ms Angela walked around in front of me pointing at the whiteboard I couldn’t help but let my eyes drift to her short skirt. Were there any panties beneath those opaque pantyhose today or was she going commando again? I couldn’t wait to find out. Finally the bell rang signalling the end of the class. Ms Angela reminded us about our homework then quickly left the room and I quickly followed. I had my phone in hand preparing to grab a quick picture of her but she was moving fast making it hard to get a clean photo without someone getting in the way. I wasn’t even sure where she was going, the staff room was in the other direction. I tailed her towards the rear of the school and took cover as she approached a door that led into the old school building. The old school building was kept locked and not used for anything but storage these days due to it being a general health hazard. That didn’t stop Ms Angela however as she slid a key into the lock and slid through the now unlocked doors. What was she up to? She locked the door behind her but fortunately I knew another way in. I quickly ran outside and snuck around to the side of the old building where I slid open one of the windows which had a broken lock. I kept low and moved quietly as I searched for where Ms Angela had gone. My ears picked up a noise from one of the old classrooms and I followed it. The door was slightly ajar so I peered inside.
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“I’m going to ruin my panties again.” <<click "I saw her.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/AngelaUnderdesk.png]]<</replace>><</click>> She was sitting at one of the old school desks with a hand inside her skirt moving around. “He just wouldn’t stop staring…” Was she talking about me? She must have noticed I was staring at her but I would have never imagined that this would be the result. She let out a gentle moan that confirmed she was masturbating. I couldn’t believe that this was Ms Angela but it had to be, I had followed her here from the classroom. She let out another moan as she began feeling what I had experienced yesterday. Was that why it felt so good to cum in her body? Was it because she had trained it well? I could feel my erection begging for attention as I watched Ms Angela.
“Am I a bad teacher?” I heard her ask herself. Was she unhappy that this is what got her off. "I... I shouldn't be doing this, its wrong but I can't stop." It was almost as if she was begging the empty room for help.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>That day you had a class with Ms Angela. After class you follow her to the old school building. There you witness <<click "masturbating.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/AngelaUnderdesk.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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[[Speak up|Day4AngelaRoute2]]
[[Sneak away|Day4DaveRoute]]
[[Secretly jack off|Day4CapRoute]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I kept silent and continued watching. It would be bad if she discovered I was here. She continued to gently moan as she played with herself under the desk. I wouldn’t have believed this was happening if it wasn’t for the fact I was witnessing it. I didn’t want to be caught so snuck away carefully. The bell rang shortly after I got back to the main building signalling the end of the morning break so I headed to class.
At lunch, me and Dave met up in the gym storage again.
“I discovered why Ms Angela had no panties on yesterday,” I explained to him. “She secretly masturbates in the old school building.” Dave looked at me with disbelief.
“Seriously? That’s unexpected, but it kind of makes me want to bang her even more. Quick turn into her again.”
“It’s my turn this time!” Well technically we were even now. Ms Angela was still the last person I had copied so we could turn into her if we wanted.
“How about we both turn into her? We could try having some girl on girl action.” For once Dave’s suggestion wasn’t idiotic. We had done it with him as the girl then me as the girl, why not experiment a little?
“Sure. Actually my phone updated this morning with two new features. The first allows me to manipulate memories and the second allows me to select multiple people as targets. I’ll test it by turning us both into Ms Angela simultaneously.” I did just that. Soon both Dave and I were twin copies of Ms Angela. It wasn’t long before we were both spread out on top of the gym mats naked with our faces in <<click "each other’s pussies.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/69Gym.png]]<</replace>><</click>> It was such a surreal and pleasurable thing. I toyed with Dave’s pussy but any stimulation I gave him he returned in kind. It became a race to see who could make the other cum first but with both of us in the same body using the same techniques on each other the ultimate result was a tie. I hit my climax and cried out in harmony with Dave whose pleasure matched mine. It was truly blissful.
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“You know, we could make a lot of money doing this. We invest in some recording equipment and set up a porn site where we are both the managers and porn stars.” With every good idea Dave had there was always a bad one to follow it up.
“I don’t think it’s as easy as that.” I knew for a fact it wasn’t as easy as that, especially in this country that had a number of laws regarding porn distribution. Plus being a porn star wasn’t all about good looks and sex.
“I guess not, so who next on our ‘to-be & to-do’ list?”
“The what?”
“To-be & to-do. Who are we gonna be while we do each other?” That was a big question. I first had to decide what we were going to do. Our last three fuck sessions were fun but which one did I enjoy the most?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You silently watch then sneak away before she spots you. At lunch you and Dave try something new. You both turn into Ms Angela and eat <<click "each other out.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/69Gym.png]]<</replace>><</click>> Afterwards you think back and decide on what kind of sex you enjoyed most.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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[[Fucking as a man]]
[[Being fucked as a woman]]
[[The girl on girl action]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I think you’re a great teacher and that there is nothing wrong with you,” I announced standing up. Ms Angela was shocked to see I was there and immediately tried to hide what I had already seen.
“Joe! How long have you been there?”
“That’s not important. What I want to say is that you’re hobby is perfectly normal.” Pretty erotic actually but I don’t think she wanted to hear that.
“You don’t know anything. I’m a teacher! A teacher who gets off from people staring at her and masturbates in secret at school.” She was clearly very ashamed.
“It’s nothing to be ashamed about.”
“It absolutely is.” She wasn’t making this easy. Time to try a different approach.
“Do you like being ashamed? Is that why you do it?” My words took her off-guard. She looked at me unsure of how to answer that question. It was like it was her duty to deny it but something inside he wanted to confess and was forcing its way out. I decided to help it out by targeting Ms Angela with the app’s personality modifier to make her more honest.
“I’ll ask again, do you like feeling ashamed?”
“Yes, I know it’s wrong but I love it. I like it when people stare at my legs and my ass. I love when their have erotic expressions on their faces as they imagine me naked. It makes me just want to drop onto my knees and masturbate right in front of them!” That was what I wanted to hear. I returned her to normal but she still had more to stay.
“But most of all, I love it when they can’t escape. People can avert their eyes, but if they are trapped in the room with me then their gaze will always return. That’s why I became a teacher, so that everyday I’d have a bunch of captive students watching me, unable to look away as I taught. It turns me on so much watching you boys trying to resist your teenage urges as you remain seated unable to escape me.” I had opened the floodgates and it was too late to close them.
“Regardless of your intentions you’ve not actually done anything wrong,” I reassured her. That was technically true. The law didn’t forbid people from having dirty thoughts or masturbating in private while at school. “It’s not like anyone is being harmed, you get to do what you enjoy and we get to watch. After a gruelling class with Mrs Clark I think everyone looks forward to having something pleasant to look at.”
“Do you honestly believe that?” My words were finally getting through to her.
“Absolutely.”
“Then prove it. Come back here afterschool today.” The bell to signal the end of the morning break rang out.
“I’ll be there.” I had a good feeling about this. First however I had to decide what to do with Dave.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You announce yourself by reassuring Ms Angela she isn't a bad teacher. She isn't easy to convince though. She asks you to prove it by coming back here after school. First you have to decde what to do with Dave.<<endif>>
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[[Don't tell him]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>This was too erotic to ignore. I unzipped my trousers and began masturbating as Ms Angela did the same on the other side of the door. I listened to her as I stroked my shaft as I had done many times in my bedroom. I couldn’t deny I had thought about Ms Angela on a couple of those occasions but this was the first time she was actually nearby. It felt way better than normal as a result. I kept on going until the pressure in my throbbing dick hit its peak and I unleashed my load into a tissue.
“That was good,” I whispered. Ms Angela was still going but had slowed down. Maybe she was almost done. I should go before she sees me. I silently rolled away and stuffed my tissue into the nearest bin on my way out. I arrived back in the main building as the bell rang out so I headed to my next class.
At lunch Dave and I met up in the gym storage again.
“I discovered why Ms Angela had no panties on yesterday,” I explained to him. “She secretly masturbates in the old school building.” Dave looked at me with disbelief.
“Seriously? That’s unexpected, but it kind of makes me want to bang her even more. Quick turn into her again.”
“It’s my turn this time!” Well technically we were even now. Ms Angela was still the last person I had copied so we could turn into her if we wanted.
“How about we both turn into her? We could try having some girl on girl action.” For once Dave’s suggestion wasn’t idiotic. I did enjoy a bit of lesbian porn, few men didn’t but I never thought I’d find myself in a position to experience that myself.
“Sure. Actually my phone updated this morning with two new features. The first allows me to manipulate memories and the second allows me to select multiple people as targets. I’ll test it by turning us both into Ms Angela simultaneously.” I did just that. Soon both Dave and I were twin copies of Ms Angela. We stripped down and tossed our belongings into a pile by the door. It wasn’t long before we were both spread out on top of the gym mats with our <<click "faces in each other’s pussies.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/69Gym.png]]<</replace>><</click>> It was such a surreal and pleasurable thing. I toyed with Dave’s pussy but any stimulation I gave him he returned in kind. It became a race to see who could make the other cum first as we ignored everything else to just focus on that. With both of us in the same body using the same techniques on each other however we ultimately both hit our peak at the same time. I hit my climax and cried out in harmony with Dave whose pleasure matched mine. It was truly blissful.
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“Lunch will be over soon. Let’s return to normal.” I rolled off the gym mat and fished for my phone in the discarded clothes where I had left it. “Huh?” I tossed each item of clothing into the corner but I couldn’t find it. I was sure I put it here and Dave was naked so he obviously didn’t have it.
“What’s up?” He asked peering over.
“My phone is gone!” How could it be gone? The only possibility was that someone had snuck into the gym while we were having sex. I looked at the door and saw it was open slightly. I ran to the door and swung it open. Suddenly someone shoved my chest knocking me backwards as two disgusted eyes set their sights on me.
“You two…” It was Ms Angela, the real Ms Angela. She had one hand clenched in a fist and the other holding my phone. “So you think it is okay to spy on me and use my body as your plaything?” She was pissed, more pissed than I had ever seen her. It was fine though, I just needed to take my phone back then use the memory feature to erase what she knew of this.
“We can explain,” Dave pleaded but she wasn’t listening.
“Don’t worry; I get what is going on. You two love my body so much that simply watching me isn’t enough. I saw you watching me Joe, I don’t mean in class I mean in the old school building.” She pressed a button on my phone. Dave and I were turned back to normal but she wasn’t through. While we had our faces buried in each other’s pussies she had been reading through the apps features learning how to use them.
“I command both of you two to obediently get on all fours like dogs.” Our bodies were compelled to follow with her command. I felt compelled to do as she said as was Dave. We were both on our hands and knees as she looked down on us.
“We’re sorry!” Dave pleaded.
“That’s easy to say once you’ve been caught. As your teacher I bear some responsibility for this. However I know from experience how hard it is to drill anything into your heads which is why I’ll be using ‘this’ as a teaching aid during our private lessons.” By ‘this’ she meant my phone. I felt an overbearing sense of dread as she began scrolling through the apps options again. I knew I had to do something but I couldn’t rid myself of the desire to remain on all fours.
“First thing is first, you will both obey me, you will not tell anyone about our private lessons, you will not try use force against me, you will not…” She continued giving us orders that we couldn’t disobey. At first I thought she was merely going to try to turn us into ideal students but that changed when she gave her final order.
“And finally, neither of you will masturbate unless I am present.”
“What? That’s unfair!” Dave cried. I stayed silent. If I could bide my time and get my phone back then I’d be able to turn this situation around. The worst thing she could do was outright forbid me from touching me phone. Fortunately all the demands she had given thus far had taken their toll on the battery. My phone died before she could issue anymore orders into our brains.
“Hmm that’s a shame. Fortunately my first order still stands. Both of you will come to the old school building today after school. Don’t be late and remember, don’t tell anyone.” She left with those words.
“What do we do?” Dave cried once she was gone.
“What can we do? We obey her and wait until her guard is down then turn it around on her. Don’t do anything to provoke her into making this worse.” I could only hope that Dave wouldn’t screw us both over. If he had never copied Ms Angela in the first place this wouldn’t have happened.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You jack off to Ms Angela. Later you tell Dave all about it. You both then turn into her and <<click "do it ">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/69Gym.png]]<</replace>><</click>>on the gym mats.<div id="imago"></div>
When you finish you discover Ms Angela caught you and stole your phone. She uses it to order you both to visit her in the old school building after school.<<endif>>
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[[Next|AfterschoolAngela]]
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“Well… If I must admit you dick did feel pretty dam good.” Dave was on board as well. We didn’t have time for another round today.
“How about you come round to mine afterschool tomorrow?” I suggested. “My house will be empty from 7 onwards.” Hana was going out camping with her gymnastics friends, and my Dad and Chloe had been invited out to some big drinking party. They wouldn’t be home until after midnight. Dave and I would have plenty of time to ‘hang out’.
“Sounds good.” With that it was settled.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell Dave that you're going as a guy. He wants to continue however so decides the take on the role of the woman. You invite him to your house tomorrow afterschool.<<endif>>
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“Joe?” Dave waved his hand to grab my attention. “Oh? Could it be you were so impressed with my dick that you want to go for another round?”
“I wouldn’t put it like that…” But he was right. I definitely preferred to be a girl but doing it with another woman just wasn’t the same as having a man at the helm.
“How about you come round to mine afterschool tomorrow?” I suggested. “My house will be empty from 7 onwards.” Hana was going out camping with her gymnastics buddies, and my Dad and Chloe had been invited out to some big drinking party. They wouldn’t be home until after midnight. We’d have plenty of time to ‘hang out’.
“Sounds good.” With that it was settled.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You admit that being fucked by Dave's hot was the best of the three experiences. You invite him round to your place tomorrow afterschool.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“What we just did for sure. The other two felt good but nothing beats having a partner who is feeling the same thing you are.” There wasn’t any competition. The experienced shared between two women trumped what it was like when either party was a man. Eating Dave out while he did the same to me was just unbeatable.
“How about you come round to mine afterschool tomorrow?” I suggested. “My house will be empty from 7 onwards.” Hana was going out camping with her gymnastics buddies, and my Dad and Chloe had been invited out to some big drinking party. They wouldn’t be home until after midnight. We’d have plenty of time to ‘hang out’.
“Sounds good.” With that it was settled.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>
You confirm your decision. Nothing beats sex between two women. You invite Dave round your house tomorrow after school.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>At lunch Dave pestered me to come to the gym storage room again with him but I refused. Unfortunately that wasn’t enough for him. His pestering turned into threatening to tell other people about the app so I did the only logical thing; I erased his memory of it.
“Oh you guys are joining us again,” remarked Mei as me and Dave sat down at the lunch table.
“No Kyoko?” I dodged the question by noting the absence of girl who was usually badgering Mei.
“She’s been absent, no idea why.” It was hard to imagine Kyoko falling ill due to how lively she usually was.
“So where were you two the past two days?” Mei pulled us back to the topic I wanted to avoid.
“Man stuff. We were eating our lunch in the gym storage while we discussed some private things,” Dave replied. I knew this question might come up so had prepared for it. Using the app’s new Memory Alteration function I gave Dave some fake memories to replace the ones I had erased. He was none the wiser about what was really going on. It was almost like things had gone back to normal, but they hadn’t because after school Ms Angela would be waiting for me.
I was the first to arrive at the old classroom where I had spoken with Ms Angela. She probably had some teacher duties to attend to first. Five minutes passed, then ten, then fifteen. Did she forget or was she standing me up? I continued waiting for her until finally twenty minutes after school ended she finally showed up.
“You actually came.” She sounded surprised by that.
“I said I would so I did. So what can I help you with?”
“No. This isn’t about you helping me, it’s about me helping you.” She stepped over to the teachers table and grabbed a stick of chalk. These old classrooms lacked the modern technology the rooms in the main building had.
“Do you know your grades are frequently the lowest in the year? Even Dave seems to put more effort in than you. Get your books out.”
“Why?”
“So you can learn. Even you aren’t that thick.” How had I managed to rope myself into this? I took my books as Ms Angela began drawing on the chalkboard. Well at least I had something nice to look at. Her ass was in full view and I didn’t have to worry about a classmate figuring out what I was looking at. It was in that moment I figured out why I was here. She wanted me to look at her. I looked up and saw a gleam in the corner of her eye. She knew I was watching her and she was enjoying it. I had the power to make things more entertaining though.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You give Dave some new memories so he no longer knows about the Reborn app. Later you go to the old classroom where Ms Angela explains she'll give you some private lessons to improve your grades. You ponder using the app to make things more interesting.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I decided to make things more interesting. I took out my phone and opened up the Reborn app. Being able to stare at her as much as I wanted was nice but I wanted to spice things up a little.
“I hope you’re not taking pictures of me,” she warned. In a normal class she’d had snatched the phone right out my hand, maybe she was secretly hoping I was taking pictures but I had something else in mind. I clicked on the ‘Personality’ option and began scrolling the options until I found the one I wanted. A slider labelled ‘horniness’ open up. I slid it up to the maximum value and applied the change. The effect that had on Ms Angela was soon visible. Her began breathing lustfully and was wiggling her ass like a cat in heat. She had stopped writing on the board as her thoughts become consumed with thoughts of sex. Right now she was carving something to fill up her pussy and luckily for me my dick was the best thing around.
“I can’t take it.” Ms Angela dropped the stick of chalk and stripped. She began rubbing her pussy right in front of me. She slid onto the ground with her one hand on her chest and the other deep inside her moist fuckshole. She saw me watching but she didn’t stop, if anything her fingers <<click "began moving faster.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/AngelaAni.gif]]<</replace>><</click>>
<div id="imago"></div>“I can’t stop, it’s so good.” She arched her back and cried out as she hit her orgasm but even that wasn’t enough to quench her thirst. She looked at me with hungry eyes and made her way towards me. Her hand went beneath the table and grabbed my hard rock.
“You want it too Joe, I know you do you dirty boy.” The app’s power had rid her of her normal reason. She unzipped my trousers and pulled them off me along with my underwear. Naturally I had no intention of pushing her away. Her head went under the table and I felt her lips wrap around my shaft as her tongue teased my dick.
“You’re good at this,” I complemented as she made my dick feel amazing.
“I’ll teach you what sex is really about.” She already was. She was making my dick feel better than it ever had before. I couldn’t believe it was even possible to feel this good. Foreplay wasn’t what she wanted from me though.
“I think you’re ready for a real lesson.” She took her head out from under the table and lent forward on her sturdier teacher’s desk with her ass in the air. I stood up, pulled down her underwear and placed my hands on her hips before shoving my shaft <<click "into her drenched pussy">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/AngelaAss.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. She began moving her hips and I did so as well.
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“Holy fuck!” This was nothing like what had happened between me and Dave when he had been in Cassidy’s body. This was a whole new experience. Ms Angela was right, I had no idea what sex really was until now.
“Yes that’s it! Keep going,” she cried as I continued to thrust into her. Cassidy may have been tight, but it felt like Ms Angela’s pussy was trying to wrap around my dick and pull it in deeper. It was unbelievable.
“Where did you learn to fuck like this?” I cried.
“I had a good teacher,” she replied. I couldn’t hold on much longer but I did my best to hold my load. I didn’t want to cum first but with each thrust it became harder.
“I’m ready, fill me up with your filthy cum!” That was my signal. The moment I ceased restraining myself my cock exploded. I squeezed her ass as semen erupted into her womb and with a lustful cry her pussy clenched hard as also hit her climax. I fell back onto my chair as cum continued to dribble from my tip and from her pussy.
“That was amazing.” I felt exhausted. I knew that what I had just experienced would be hard to top. Ms Angela was still leaning over the table. She recovered before I did and looked at my hungrily.
“I don’t think my dick can handle another round.” I had gone flaccid after unleashing such a huge load. Ms Angela however was still horny as before.
“We aren’t done; you’re going to keep going until I’m fully satisfied.” That might be impossible. I quickly grabbed my phone to undo the previous change. Her horniness returned to normal levels. Her lustful eyes began to turn into disgusted ones.
“What did I just do?” She was coming to terms with what had happened. She must be ashamed for having sex with a student. I felt sorry for her.
“Why did I do it with a failure like you of all people? I have better standards than that.” And suddenly I no longer felt sorry. It wasn’t because I was student she was regretting what had happened, it was because I was me. I’ll show her. With the app I made a few other adjustments to what she thought about me.
“It’s because you love me,” I explained to her once I was done. She looked at me and those disgusted eyes quickly changed. She suddenly found her infatuated with me. My appearance, my personality and my voice, she had fallen deeply in love with them all.
“Oh Joe, I’m sorry I don’t know why I said those things. I love you more than I could ever love anyone. I’ll do anything for you.” It had worked. She was like putty in my hands now. I could ask her to do anything and she’d willingly obey. I was getting hard again. Time for round two but this time we’d take things a little slower.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use the app to make her incredibly horny. She is unable to resist and starts <<click "masturbating.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/AngelaAni.gif]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago"></div>
That isn't enough for her, she needs something to fill her up and your dick is the best tool around. She lets you <<click "fuck her">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/AngelaAss.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and its the best sex you've ever had.
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Afterwards you use the app to convince her that she had sex with you because she loves you.<<endif>>
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“Are you following this Joe?” She asked.
“No, let me move closer to the board.” I shuffled my desk and chair forward until I was merely a metre from the board. Now I had an even better view of Ms Angela’s curvy figure.
“That’s a bit too close,” she commented.
“Well if you want me to be further away that’s fine, but then I won’t be able to see you as well.” My comment amused her and she went back to working the chalk. Using blackboards was such an inefficient way to teach compared to the technology back in the main building. Still this old building was the only place we were assured privacy which I needed if I was going to enjoy this to the fullest. Once she finished writing on the board she began explaining it in detail. She gave me some examples and since she was focusing solely on me I couldn’t daydream like I normally did. Unfortunately I still have some problems with the examples she had given me.
“Are you done yet?” She asked after ten minutes of me being stuck on a question.
“No, I just don’t get this.” She stepped over and leaned down beside me to look at the question. My eyes drifted to her bosom that was inches from my face.
“Oh I see,” she began explaining the question but it was hard to focus with her so close. Jeez I had been in her body before; this should be nothing for me.
“Do you get it now?”
“Y-yeah.” She knew I was lying.
“Are you getting nervous?” She whispered into my ear. She had realised that being this close to me was having an effect on my sex drive. “Maybe if you do well I’ll reward you.”
“That sounds like a bet.” One that might have a big payoff.
“How about if I win you have to do anything I want?”
“And if I win, ‘you’ have to do anything ‘I’ want.” Naturally neither of us would tell the other what our intention was until after we had won. “I just remembered, there is going to be a surprise quiz in class tomorrow. If you get within the top 10 you win, but if you don’t I win.” The top ten? There were thirty people in that class but then again I was the only one who knew the quiz was coming up. That gave me a huge advantage.
“Agreed.” With that the private lesson came to an end. It was time to head home but my thoughts were on the test tomorrow.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to see where this is going. Ms Angela continues to give you a private lesson, saying nothing about you staring at her ass. At the end she informs you that there will be a surprise test in class tomrrow. She wagers you a bet that if you do well she'll let you give her any request.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I normally detested the idea of staying behind on a Friday but today I was glad to be doing it. I arrived at the old school building and sitting waiting for me was my love slave.
“Did I keep you waiting?” I put on my best gentleman impression but really it didn’t matter. In Ms Angela’s eyes I was always the perfect gentleman.
“Every moment I’m not with you burns my heart but it’s all worth it when we are able to reunite. Should we start the lesson?” Ms Angela would be giving me another private lesson and for once I felt like paying attention. I took some notes as she taught me and I had a feeling what she was teaching me would be crucial for passing the next test she gave. Maybe I should make all my teachers my love puppets. School would be pretty easy but then again, having multiple people absolutely in love with you might cause some jealously issues between them. For now I’d be happy with just Ms Angela. Her teaching was great but it was what came after that really motivated me.
“It’ll be Saturday tomorrow, we might not see each other again until Monday,” I explained towards the end of the lesson. “Maybe that’s too long, I might lose interest.” It was such a pathetic lie but in her current state Ms Angela believed it.
“You’ll lose interest in me? Then I’ll just need to make sure you get enough of me to cover for the weekend.” She began unbuttoning her blouse. Love really was a dangerous weapon. Soon her lips were around my cock getting things ready for the main course.
“Let’s try something a little different today,” I suggested eyeing her back passage. Most men had trouble convincing their lover to experiment with anal sex, but when your partner was incapable of saying no to you it was a lot easier. I pulled down Ms Angela’s panties and bent her over the table like yesterday. I gently eased my shaft in, letting her ass get used to <<click "having me inside it. ">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/AngelaAss.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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Once she relaxed I began thrusting, getting a rhythm going as she began moaning. I couldn’t help but imagine just how jealous my friends would be if they knew what I was doing. The hottest teacher in school and I could have her anyway I wanted. This was the school-life I’d always dreamed off.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Afterschool on Friday you meet up with Ms Angela again in the old classroom. She says how much being away from you pained her heart. Since she will never say no you decide to try <<click "her ass">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/AngelaAss.png]]<</replace>><</click>> today.
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[[Next Day|Day5AngelaTest]]<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I walked out of Ms Angela’s classroom with sweat on my brow. That test was brutal, even with all the studying I had done last night.
“Can you believe that? I don’t think we even covered that last question.” I heard my classmates whispering which gave me some relief about my score. Then my eyes drifted to Yumi who looked impartial which was never a good sign. Her scores were hard to beat even in her weaker subjects. Ms Angela would let me know the result later since I had another private lesson with her this afternoon. I hoped she was fair with her marking and didn’t lower my score just to ensure I lost the bet. I spent the rest of the school day worrying about my score. Normally I forgot about a test the moment I left the classroom, it was spilt milk at that point but today I just couldn’t stop worrying. What would she ask me to do? I prepared for the worse. When the final bell rang and my classmates all gave praise to the freedom of the weekend, I headed nervously to the old school building.
When I arrived Ms Angela was already sitting in her seat with my test paper in front of her.
“I’m here,” I announced as I entered. Her expression didn’t give away what the result was. “So how did I do?” I asked.
“I haven’t marked yours yet. I was waiting for you to arrive.” She lowered her eyes to my test paper and began striking it with a marker. Waiting for her to finish was hell but finally she set down the pen.
“Only 22 out of 40 marks.” That didn’t sound good; I had to bet that everyone scored poorly.
“And what did I need?”
“Well, sadly nobody knew what they were doing, you got seventh.” I cheered inside. “Maybe I should give some warning to them next time.” I wasn’t listening anymore. I was happy that I had actually scored well for once. I almost forgot about the bet.
“As par our agreement, you get one request.” What should I use it on?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You pass the test thus win the bet. You get one request to give Ms Angela.<<endif>>
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“Is this good enough?” She was stood in front of my now in just a <<click "red bra and matching panties.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/AngelaUnderwear.png]]<</replace>><</click>> They had some lovely stitch work but disappointingly weren’t very erotic.
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“Teach away.” I leaned back and took in the sights as she began reading from a textbook. I noticed a small damp patch seeping through her panties. Just as I thought she was getting turned on by this as well. Her mind and body really did have different opinions.
“Your panties will end up ruined like this, maybe you should take them off?” That wasn’t part of the bet but she after a brief hesitation did as I asked. She also unclipped her bra and put it in the pile with the rest of her clothes. Her nipples soon hardened but was it the exposure to the cold air or because she was getting turned on? Going by the fluids leaking out of her pussy I would guess the latter. She went to write something on the board but dropped the chalk. She hesitated for a moment then bent down to pick it up. I got a perfect view of her round ass and my dick got hard as I looked at the hole it very much wanted to be inside. Her ass was just hanging there, her pussy begging to be filled. I began to get up but suddenly Ms Angela stood up again and I quickly sat down again.
“Where were we?” She continued the lesson. I soon learned that while she loved to be watched, she’d deny me of any attempt to do more than that. A part of why she loved to be watched was the tease of it all. I could get within inches of her naked body I was always denied the chance to do more than that. This was how things continued. My grades of course improved and the private lessons were the best I’d ever had but I always left hoping that one day I’d be able to take things further. That day came when she made me an offer I couldn't refuse.
"If you get within the top 5 during the final exam I'll let you have me anyway you want." With the apps power I could easily achieve that, but little did I know at the time that I wouldn't have the app forever.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You give her your request and she fulfils it by teaching the lesson in just <<click "her underwear.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/AngelaUnderwear.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago"></div>
You soon realise Ms Angela loved to be watched but not touched. She makes another bet with you though, that if you can get within the top 5 in the final exam you can have her anyway you want.<<endif>>
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“I’m not a biology teacher.”
“But you’re a woman.” She realised what it was that I wanted. It wasn’t long before she was sitting on the teacher’s desk with her legs spread.
“Well these are my breasts…”
“I know what they are; teach me something about them that I don’t know.” This was fun. “I can’t really see them because of your clothes.” She slowly unbuttoned as I continued starring at her. She slid out of her blouse and unclipped her bra. Now nothing was hidden.
“They feel really good when you rub them here.” <<click "She demonstrated">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/AngelaTea.png]]<</replace>><</click>> by kneading her nipples between her fingers. I watched as they hardened making a note to try that technique out for myself later.
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She continued teasing her breasts before moving onto her pussy. The lower half of her clothing came off as she spread her legs and used her fingers to open up her folds. I could see her pink interior that was glistening with her juices. I wanted to plunge my tongue into her but as my face grew closer a hand suddenly pushed my forehead.
“This isn’t a practical lesson,” she teased pushing me away. My erection throbbed at being denied access but the lesson wasn’t over yet. She began rubbing her clit in a sensual way and her moans made it clear she was feeling very good.
“If you rub them both together then things get really intense.” She toyed with her clit and breasts simultaneously as erotic moans filled the small classroom. I wanted her so bad but if I made a move she stop and push me away again. Her juices were soaking the table and then came an eruption. As she hit her climax a spray of clear juices splashed across my face as she came. I had no idea Ms Angela could squirt like that, it hadn't happened when I was in her body. She arched backwards as her pussy twitched from the orgasm. I was sure as hell glad I wasn’t locked in my male body, forever unable to experience what she just had. Even though she denied me the chance to touch her during the lesson, I was able to touch her all I wanted at home. In the privacy of my bedroom I copied both her appearence and her actions. I let myself fall into the world of sexual bliss as I put what she had taught me to good use.
On Monday I learned that while she loved to be watched, she’d deny me of any attempt to do more than that. A part of why she loved to be watched was the tease of it all. I hoped that I could change that but no matter how close I got she’d always ensure there was some distance between us so that we were never touching. Her teasing left me hard and unsatisfied so I had to relieve myself when I got home everyday.
I realised that I was just like a donkey chasing a carrot hanging from a stick. I could get as close as I wanted to Ms Angela but never reach her, that was until she made me an offer I couldn't refuse.
"If you get within the top 10 during the final exam I'll let you have me anyway you want." With the apps power I could easily achieve that, but little did I know at the time that I wouldn't have the app forever.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You give her your request and she fulfils it, teaching you all about the <<click "female body's">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/AngelaTea.png]]<</replace>><</click>> erogenous zones. Afterwards she makes you a bet that if you get within the top 10 during the final exam you can have her anyway you want.
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“Shall we go?” During our time together Ms Angela had discovered where I live and since we both left school at the same time these days she would drive me home. It was easier than walking or paying for a regular bus. We left the classroom but blocking our path to the exit was a strange woman I’d never seen before. <<click "Her white hair">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHunter.png]]<</replace>><</click>> partially obstructed one of her red eyes that were watching me closely.
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“Excuse me, are you meant to be here?” Ms Angela knew she wasn’t a member of staff so shouldn’t have been on school grounds.
“I have permission from the right people to be in the right places. Now would you kindly step aside, my business is with him and I don’t like involving extras.”
“What do you want with Joe?” Ms Angela wasn’t budging. Infact she was now standing between us.
“He has something he shouldn’t have. I’m here to get it back.” Ms Angela looked at me then back at the mysterious woman.
“Do you know what she is talking about Joe?”
“No. I’ve never met her before.” I was glad to have Ms Angela on my side now. Before she wouldn't have hestitated to take the side of a stranger over me.
“Oh perhaps I should make myself clearer, Joe, I want your phone and its power and you will give them both to me.” My phone? But it wasn’t stolen. I had some pirated music on it but who didn't? By its power did she mean the Reborn App?
“Do you mean the Reborn App?” I asked her.
“Yes, now hand it over and perhaps I’ll show you mercy.” That threat didn’t go down well with Ms Angela.
“Hold on! I won’t let you threaten one of my students. If Joe took something he shouldn’t have I’ll ensure he returns it. As his teacher I’ll take responsibility for his poor behaviour.” That was kind of her to say but I needed to clear up that I hadn’t stolen anything.
“I didn’t steal it; it just showed up on my phone.” I hadn’t really used it much recently either. I was satisfied with how things were right now.
“This is becoming a headache, just hand it over!” Ms Angela looked like she was ready to leap to my defence but this woman looked dangerous. It was best to do as she said before someone got hurt. I took my phone from my pocket and kicked it across the floor to her. Immediately she bent down and picked it up. She looked at Ms Angela who was still standing between us. She looked like she still wanted to pick a fight but not with Ms Angela.
“I guess this will do.” She walked away taking my phone with her. Later we’d fine my phone crushed in the carpark. I’d never see the Reborn App again but fortunately I’d never see that woman again either.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Your private lessons continue for a while until one day you are confront by <<click "Hunter">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHunter.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. Ms Angela defends you and Hunter leaves after destroying your phone.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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“The lessons haven’t even started and already I find myself needing to enforce stricter discipline,” Ms Angela sighed.
“What did you do?” I spat at Dave. He had definitely done something.
“I tried to take back your phone but... I forgot the battery was dead.” That moron.
“Dave was surprisingly quick, I didn’t expect him to strike when he did. If the phone had been switched on he might have used it against me. The mere fact he made a mistake so idiotically stupid however reinforces the need for these private lessons.” How could that idiot forget such an important detail? I could guess at that point Ms Angela simply told Dave to give her back the phone and since we couldn’t disobey her he had done just that. The only bright side was that since she also couldn’t use the phone she couldn’t implant another command into our brains.
“Well take a seat; it’s time for the first lesson.” We could only obey so we both sat down and Ms Angela began teaching. I thought it might be like a regular lesson but it wasn’t.
“Dave, while I admire you dedication to staring at my legs I’d prefer if you focused on the lesson at hand. Now, using the example I just gave you pick out an improper use of a pronoun.”
“Um… Her’s?” That was a more pathetic guess than the one I made on the day this all started. Ms Angela wasn’t impressed.
“If you want to insult me, be aware there will be consequences.” Ms Angela pulled from her bag a small bag of ice. “Shove this down your underwear and keep it there until you get an answer right.”
“What? But it’s cold!” Dave protested but he couldn’t disobey her. He shoved the freezing bad down the front of his trousers and shivered as it touched his nethers.
“That is a mere demonstration of what is to come. You two would be wise to start learning fast or else.” With that we both did our absolute best to answer correctly in fear of what would happen if we didn’t. After a gruelling hour she finally let us both go, but today’s after school lesson was only the beginning. She ordered us to come back tomorrow, suggesting that we study. I don’t know about Dave but I didn’t want to disobey her.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You go to the old classroom where you caught her masturbating. Held hostage by the app she starts teaching you and Dave in the hopes of boosting you grades.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day5AngelaDark]]
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“Good afternoon boys, today we’ll be trying to improve your maths grades. You see this app has a handy little feature that allows me to copy my fellow teachers’ memories so everything Mrs Clark knows I now know.” Ms Angela must have been able to charge my phone.
"Why not give us that knowledge then?” Dave suggested.
“Yes I could, but my goal isn’t simply to help you pass your exams but also teach life skills. You are lazy, perverted and disobedient. I intend to correct all of those flaws.”
“But you could use the app to do that.” I knew what Dave was suggesting was true. Ms Angela could easily adjust our personalities to turn us into ideal students, then erase our memories so we had no idea any of this had ever happened. The fact she hadn’t meant that wasn’t just about us, she was getting something out of this as well.
“Now let’s get started, oh but first…” She ducked behind the table and fished something out from her bag. “You’ll be wearing these.” Two black leather devices were dropped on the table with a clank. It took me a second to realise they were <<click "chastity belts">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Cbelt.png]]<</replace>><</click>> designed for men.
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“You can’t be serious!” Dave protested.
“I command you both to wear them.” We couldn’t disobey. We both stood up and lifted off the table what most considered a torture device. Ms Angela watched us as we dropped our trousers and strapped ourselves into the devices. She didn’t need a key to lock them, she targeted us with the app and said “You are not to remove those without my permission, nor are you to tell anyone about them.” The lesson continued soon after with the uncomfortable belts now restraining us. They were uncomfortable and to make matters worse Ms Angela was moving her fine ass erotically as she taught the lesson.
“Now Joe what can you tell me about that equation?” She asked leaning over me. It was hard to concentrate with her so close. My eyes wondered to her breasts and me cock began to get hard. That was when I realised the true nature of these devices. The cock rings squeezed my shaft as it got hard causing me painful discomfort.
“Joe I’m waiting for an answer.” I tried focusing on what was written on the board but it made no sense. Her hand touched my shoulder and my dick got harder making concentrating even harder.
“I see, you don’t know. What about you Dave?” Dave didn’t have a clue either. Ms Angela returned to the front of the room and struck the desk with the riding crop she had also brought with her.
“It seems I have a long way to go with you two. Perhaps we need to extend our lessons.” We both prayed that the end of the lesson would be the end of this torture but it wasn’t. She forced us both to keep the dam chastity belts until tomorrow. Despite being a Saturday Ms Angela had made special arrangements for us both to come into school for an extra-long lesson. I wasn’t sure how much more of this I could take. I had to do something.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You go to the old school building again that day after school as well. There Ms Angela is waiting with a dufflebag. Using the app she orders you both to wear <<click "chastity belts">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Cbelt.png]]<</replace>><</click>> designed for men.
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She makes special arrangements for you both to come in tomorrow as well. Unsure of how much more of this you can take, you ponder what to do next.<<endif>>
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[[Plot against her]]
[[Don't risk angering her]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Saturday, a day I normally spent playing games and not thinking about school. Today however I was back at school and in the old building again enduring another of Ms Angela’s lessons. It wouldn’t be just an hour this time, we were at her mercy for the full day and to make matters worse we were still wearing her dam chastity belts. She didn’t even let us remove them when we went home yesterday. Every erection was agony so I avoided looking at anything that might have resulted in one. That was difficult to do with Ms Angela teaching us however. The way she moved and dressed was a tease, and when she got close and practically shoved her bosom into our sights. It was clear was enjoying making us suffer from watching her. Today would be the last day of this however, I’d make certain of that.
“Please let me take this thing off!” Dave cried. Perfect, he was playing to my tune and I hadn’t even told him my plan.
“I’ll loosen it if you can get this question right.” That went for me as well. Unfortunately I’d spent most of yesterday evening making up plans so I didn’t have a clue what the answer was. Ms Angela expected as much, she continued her lesson while continuing to act like normal.
“Let’s stop for a break.” Even adults had their limits. Ms Angela left me and Dave alone so she could go use the old kitchen to make some coffee.
“She left her phone!” Dave exclaimed. I looked at the desk and saw he was right.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You're forced to attend school on a Saturday for another of Ms Angela's classes. After a difficult morning Ms Angela leaves the classroom. Dave notices that she left the phone on the desk.<<endif>>
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[[Quickly grab it]]
[[Stick to the plan]]
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“Please let me take this thing off!” Dave cried. He just didn’t learn. There was no point going against her.
“I’ll loosen it if you can get this question right.” That went for me as well. She tossed the question at Dave but he was clueless. When the question bounced to me however I was ready. I had studied it last night so simply recited the answer and watched Ms Angela’s face light-up.
“Maybe there is hope for you after all Joe. Well as promised.” Since her orders forbid me from loosening the belt she had to do it. She kindly loosen it just a little but that tiny bit of extra room felt like an arm’s length after having to endure it all night.
“Thanks,” I said to her. She returned to teaching us until she decided it was time for a break. “I’m going to get some coffee, you two stay seated.” She left us alone and headed into the room across the corridor which had a sink and coffee maker.
“She left her phone!” Dave suddenly hissed at me. I looked at the desk and saw he was right. “Let’s grab it!”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You're forced to attend school on a Saturday for another of Ms Angela's classes. After a difficult morning Ms Angela leaves the classroom. Dave notices that she left the phone on the desk.<<endif>>
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[[Grab it quickly]]
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“Hurry she might realise!” She wouldn’t get the chance. I quickly opened up the app menu and then realised what was wrong with this situation. This wasn’t my phone. It was the same model but it wasn’t my phone so didn’t have my apps.
“Even now you two refuse to be obedient.” Ms Angela was at the door watching us. “Don’t you two understand that each and every time you disobey things will only get worse?” She had the real phone in her hand ready to issue some new orders. She fished through her bag for something else and this time she produced two black collars. She made use wear them and as we put them one we realised they weren’t ordinary collars. They had metal contacts on the inside and came with a handheld switch.
“Anytime you even think about disobeying me press that button.” Her order was cemented in our brains and we couldn’t disobey it. Dave was the first to succumb to the inescapable will of her instruction and pressed the switch. His cries made me realise how terrible a situation we were in and as I thought about escaping I felt my fingers move for the button. I pressed it and a powerful electric shock was delivered to my body. Ms Angela laughed as we both continued to shock ourselves. She had no pity and eventually we learned to not think bad things about her. Bad thoughts led to pain, good thoughts didn’t. We became completely obedient to her will, because it was too painful to do otherwise. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You try to steal the phone but discover it's a fake she left behind on purpose. Ms Angela returns and disappointed that you tried to steal it puts a shock collar on you both. You become completely obedient to her will because it was too painful not to.<<endif>>
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-End Ms Angea's Slave-
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“Wait Dave…” I wanted to say it was a trap, but that wouldn’t paint the image I wanted. “I think we should just obey her obediently.” Of course those weren’t my honest thoughts, but it was what Ms Angela wanted to hear. Dave was torn between listening to me and grabbing the phone. Frankly the less he knew about my plan the better. Fortunately he spent too long trying to decide if he should believe me or not that Ms Angela returned with her coffee and sat down. When she saw the phone was still on the desk I knew she had planted it, if anything she was surprised it was still there. She set her coffee down and continued giving her lesson. I continued pretending to listen doing my best to avoid smiling. I hoped she wouldn’t figure it out, figure out that the drink that should have been energising her was having the opposite effect. Even Dave had begun to notice how sloppy Ms Angela’s movements were and that previous tease she had was now absent.
“I need more coffee,” she declared leaving the classroom again to head to the old kitchen. Dave knew me well enough to know that something was up from my smile but even he was smart enough to not say a word. Ms Angela returned with another coffee and drank it with vigour. She had no idea her sudden tiredness was due to a sleeping drug inside her drink. As she drank more the effects only got worse. Finally she learned forward on the desk and passed out. I waited a minute for finally standing up.
“You will not use force against me, you will not try to harm me,” I quoted. “That’ll keep you safe from a caveman, but not a man of the twenty-first century.” With Ms Angela out cold I gently moved her hand out of the way and gently retrieved my phone.
“Sweet man, where did you get sleeping drugs from?”
“Doctor gave them to my dad to help with his insomnia. I just borrowed a few. Now first thing is first.” I already knew what the first thing I’d do once I got my phone back was. I told myself to no longer obey any of Ms Angela’s commands then did the same for Dave. However I wasn’t through with him with just that.
“Sleep,” I ordered him. Within seconds he was on the ground out cold as well. I stepped back and selected him and Ms Angela as this order was for both of them. I opened up the memory feature Ms Angela had mentioned and used it on both of them.
“Forget about the app. Forget about every interaction we have had since Tuesday.” I couldn’t ignore the trouble Dave had caused me with his dumb ideas. I didn’t want either of them remembering any of this. I ensured that when they woke up they’d have no memory of any of this. I had experienced what it was like to be on the receiving end of the app’s power and didn’t want that to happen to me again.
“You will go home and take a nap, when you wake up you will think the past few days were just like any other.” They both awoke and followed my order in a trance like state. With that there was only one thing left to do. I opened up the app and hit the uninstall button ignoring the apps attempt to change my mind. This was the only way I’d be safe from it. A few seconds was all it took for it to disappear forever.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You bide your time. Ms Angela begins to fall asleep before passng out due to the effects of a sleep drug in her coffee. You quickly grab your phone and use it to erase her memory, and Dave's. You didn't want to risk this happening ever so put everything back to normal then deleted the app.<<endif>>
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-End A lesson learnt-
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>We couldn’t let this chance go. We quickly bolted up from our seats and grabbed the phone.
“Hurry she might realise!” She wouldn’t get the chance. I quickly opened up the app menu and then realised what was wrong with this situation. This wasn’t my phone. It was the same model but it wasn’t my phone so didn’t have my apps.
“Even now you two refuse to be obedient.” Ms Angela was at the door watching us. “Don’t you two understand that each and every time you disobey things will only get worse? And you Joe, I thought you knew better.” She had the real phone in her hand ready to issue some new orders. She fished through her bag for something else and this time she produced two black collars. She made use wear them and as we put them one we realised they weren’t ordinary collars. They had metal contacts on the inside and came with a handheld switch.
“Anytime you think causing me harm or distress press that button.” Her order was cemented in our brains and we couldn’t disobey it. Dave was the first to succumb to the inescapable will of her instruction and pressed the switch. His cries made me realise how terrible a situation we were in and as I thought about escaping I felt my fingers move for the button. I pressed it and a powerful electric shock was delivered to my body. Ms Angela laughed as we both continued to shock ourselves. She had no pity and eventually we learned to not think bad things about her. Bad thoughts led to pain, good thoughts didn’t. We started obeying her willingly as it was too painful to do otherwise.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You try to steal the phone but discover it's a fake she left behind on purpose. Ms Angela returns and disappointed that you tried to steal it puts a shock collar on you both. You become completely obedient to her will because it was too painful not to.<<endif>>
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-End Ms Angela's Slave-
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t get up. She told us to stay seated so that was what I was going to do. That didn’t stop Dave however. He bolted for the desk and grabbed the phone quickly opening the app menu as I merely watched.
“Where is it?” He hissed with frustration as scanned the screen for the Reborn app’s icon which was absent.
“Looking for this?” Ms Angela called stepping back into the room holding an identical phone. The phone on the desk hadn’t been mine. It was the same model as mine but evidently Ms Angela had set it on the desk as a trap.
“Dave if you were only as well behaved as Joe. I told him to stay seated and he did just that, things would have been so much easier for you if you just followed his example.” Ms Angela reached into her bag and lifted out a leather collar with a small black box attached to it. She promptly fastened it to Dave’s neck then gave Dave a new order.
“You will press this button anytime you think about disobeying me,” Ms Angela ordered. Dave immediately pressed the button which caused the collar to deliver a mild shock. He should have listened to me. It’s so much easier to just obey her. As the lesson continued Dave shocked himself many times. He even tried pleading with me to help him but then I’d be going against Ms Angela.
“You reap what you sow,” I chuckled to him. At the end of the lesson Ms Angela was kind enough to remove the chastity belt from me. Dave wasn’t so lucky. He tried to struggle against her but what could he do? He shocked himself every time he tried to resist her. Life was just far easier if we just obeyed her willingly.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Dave steals the phone while you remain seated. He quickly discovers it's a fake and is punished for it. Ms Angela doesn't punish you for being obedient. You continue to obey her willingly as that makes life easier.<<endif>>
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~End - Obedience makes life easy~~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Nothing worth noting happened at school that Friday. Time just slowly moved by until I was sitting at the dinner table with my family back home again.
“I invited my friend Dave over to hang out later, hope that isn’t a problem,” I explained to everyone present.
“That’s fine, I trust you to not burn down the house while we’re gone.” With that everything was ready for later. Hana had already left so all that was left was to wait for Dad and Chloe to head out. It wasn’t long after they had left that Dave showed up.
“Yo,” he greeted as I let him inside the house. We headed up to my room where Dave revealed he hadn’t come empty handed. He pulled a small bottle of vodka out from his coat and asked if I had anything to mix it with.
“You steal that from you parent’s stash?” I joked as I fetched something from the fridge.
“No. Someone gave me it on my 18th birthday. So anything interesting happen with the app this morning? That’s when it typically updates right?” His guess was spot on.
“Yeah it updated, but the new feature is kinda weird. Here I’ll read you the description.” I cleared my throat then began. “Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.” I finished and looked at Dave. I had a good guess what he’d say first.
“That’s pretty neat. So whatever I turn into everyone will believe I’ve always been that way.” He came to the same conclusion I had. In truth I had already tested it.
“Yup. Nobody said a thing about my new hair colour today.” I pointed to my now blonde hair.
“But you’ve always had… oooooh.” The final function was flawless. Nobody noticed the change and every photo of me had been altered to reflect my new style.
“I think this new feature might be the app’s true purpose. It creates an opportunity for you to change your life and makes it so nobody notices.” I had been thinking about it during class. That description said it was the final update so I doubted I’d be seeing any new features after this.
“Oh…” Dave downed a shot of his vodka mix. “Well it’s something to think about. So speaking of the app, what’s the plan for tonight?” I passed him the app so he could decide. The update had cleared the copy function’s memory so I had nobody saved for him to turn into. That meant the only thing we could do was use the alter feature on him to turn him into a female version of himself.
“Wow, I’m hot! Why wasn’t I born a girl?” Dave, now transformed, was looking at himself in a large mirror. He was rocking some huge tits and had a slender curvy body. He was without a doubt now a girl but his new face still resembled the one I knew and his hair colour hadn’t changed shade at all. He stripped and tossed his clothes to the side to get a proper look at his body, striking a seductive pose.
“Nice. Shall we test this baby out?” His hands went for my waist, pulling down my trousers. I didn’t resist him as he stripped my lower half and I helped by taking my top off. Now we were both naked with my dick standing to attention.
“I wonder if it will feel different this time,” Dave pondered. I was having those same thoughts. Well there was only one way to find out. Dave took my cock into his mouth and began wetting the tip with his tongue. He was comfortable with sucking me off which was a testament to how we had come these past few days. I don’t think it could be said we were just friends anymore. Dave pulled away licking the saliva from his lips.
“I think we’re both ready.” I took that as a signal to really start. I stood up and placed my hands on Dave’s hips with my dick resting against his warm snatch. His breathing had become excited so I slid my shaft into his welcoming pussy. Unlike last time there was no blood or pain. It went in a lot smoother and Dave began to moan as <<click "I began thrusting.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/BehindSexD.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago"></div>
We looked at ourselves in the mirror and that made it feel even better. This kind of thing had become normal for us now. Dave moaned as my dick explored the depths of his vagina. It felt better than when we had done it in Cassidy’s body. I wasn’t sure what had changed but everything this time around just felt better.
“Joe I… I love… I love this!” He cried. For some reason that made it feel even better.
“I love this too!” We experienced what it was like to think as one and our bodies became harmonised as well.
“I’m going to cum!” Dave cried. I felt the pressure in my dick craving release.
“Let’s cum together.” We didn’t need a countdown as moments later we both hit our climax. I unleashed everything I had inside him as we both cried in pleasure. I pulled out and we both collapsed onto the bed without saying a word.
We didn’t stop there. We had the entire night together. A few drinks later and we were back at it, fucking like rabbits on the bed as we got to know Dave’s new body. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Dave arrives at your house. Your parent's aren't home so you get down to business. You are soon behind a girlish Dave thrusting your dick <<click "in and out">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/BehindSexD.png]]<</replace>><</click>> of him. It's a long night of sex.<<endif>>
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[[Next|GuyDaveEnd]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Nothing worth noting happened at school that Friday. Time just slowly moved by until I was sitting at the dinner table with my family back home again.
“I invited my friend Dave over to hang out later, hope that isn’t a problem,” I explained to everyone present.
“That’s fine, I trust you to not burn down the house while we’re gone.” With that everything was ready for later. Hana had already left so all that was left was to wait for Dad and Chloe to head out. It wasn’t long after they had left that Dave showed up.
“Yo,” he greeted as I let him inside the house. We headed up to my room where Dave revealed he hadn’t come empty handed. He pulled a small bottle of vodka out from his coat and asked if I had anything to mix it with.
“You steal that from you parent’s stash?” I joked as I fetched something from the fridge.
“No. Someone gave me it on my 18th birthday. So anything interesting happen with the app this morning? That’s when it typically updates right?” His guess was spot on.
“Yeah it updated, but the new feature is kinda weird. Here I’ll read you the description.” I cleared my throat then began. “Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.” I finished and looked at Dave. I had a good guess what he’d say first.
“That’s pretty neat. So whatever I turn into everyone will believe I’ve always been that way.” He came to the same conclusion I had. In truth I had already tested it.
“Yup. Nobody said a thing about my new hair colour today.” I pointed to my now blonde hair.
“But you’ve always had… oooooh.” The final function was flawless. Nobody noticed the change and every photo of me had been altered to reflect my new style.
“I think this new feature might be the app’s true purpose. It creates an opportunity for you to change your life and makes it so nobody notices.” I had been thinking about it during class. That description said it was the final update so I doubted I’d be seeing any new features after this.
“Oh…” Dave downed a shot of his vodka mix. “Well it’s something to think about. So speaking of the app, what’s the plan for tonight?” I had an idea of what I wanted to try out. I didn’t have anyone I wanted to turn into; rather I wanted to experience a different side of myself. Using the alter function I turned myself into a girl. Unlike the first night however I didn’t just change one part of me. My entire body changed to become more feminine while retaining the traits that made me me like my now blonde hair.
“Wow… you’re a lot shorter.” My height had shrunk by a bit. “I guess your tallness genes don’t translate when you’re a girl.”
“Maybe. I don’t get how the app decides what I’d look like.” I assume it was just projecting what I’d look like based on my genes but maybe there was more to it than that. I looked in the mirror at my emerald eyes that were the same eyes I’d had my entire life. I pinched my cheek then smiled. I had a cute face.
“A few extra inches and you’d make the perfect girlfriend. Jeez why couldn’t you have been a born a girl? We could hang out, play games and…” Dave trailed off. I knew what he was thinking about; the bulge in his pants didn’t lie. I decide to tease him a little and stepped over, placing my slender hand on his crotch.
“And what?” I asked looking up into his eyes. I think this was the first time I’d ever had to look up when speaking with him.
“Well, if you were my girlfriend then we could have lots of sex.” He didn’t try beating around the bush.
“Maybe I’ll consider it.” Dave had a lot faults, but it was those faults that made him fun to be around. I returned to looking at myself in the mirror when suddenly two hands reached out from behind and grabbed my chest.
“You’re a bit flat though.” I jabbed him with my elbow.
“You’re a bit rude. If we are going to start going out I don’t want you making complaints about my body!” It almost sounded like I had already agreed. Well I didn’t mind it; the girl I saw in the mirror was still me. I don’t think my life would be too different if I stayed like. Dave touched my chest again but this time was much gentler than before. I wanted to keep on looking in the mirror, and Dave wanted to have sex. Fortunately we could both get what we wanted.
I threw the last of my clothes onto the floor then sat on Dave’s lap with his dick poking up between our legs. We were sat opposite the mirror so we could get a full view of what was about to happen.
“Are you ready?” Dave asked. It felt different than when I was in Ms Angela’s body. This time I would be me. As I wondered what it would feel like Dave began. He pressed the tip of his penis against my puss and slowly slid inside. I watched in the mirror as my folds opened up to welcome his shaft inside me. It wasn’t embarrassing, after what we’d gone through I don’t think that I could get embarrassed by anything Dave and I did together. I rocked my hips as he <<click "began thrusting">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/DaveSex.gif]]<</replace>><</click>>. The feeling of him inside me was different to how it felt when I was Ms Angela. I wasn’t sure why but it just felt better, like there was a connection that allowed me to feel what Dave was feeling as well. Maybe I was just imaging it but one thing I was certain off was that it felt good.
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“Fuck me harder!” I demanded and Dave complied. It wasn’t just my pussy he was giving attention, his hands moved to my breasts and began to pleasure them as well, tending softly to my erect nipples. It was amazing and it was only getting better. I felt my orgasm building and when I came it was a tidal wave of ecstasy. Dave came as well, pouring his hot load into me as we shared the moment.
Drinking, video games and more sex. I stayed as a girl the rest of the night. I felt all three were made better by this body. Shortly before Dave left I pressed that new button to make everyone but Dave and me think that this was I always had been.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>
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“I invited my friend Dave over to hang out later, hope that isn’t a problem,” I explained to everyone present.
“That’s fine, I trust you to not burn down the house while we’re gone.” With that everything was ready for later. Hana had already left so all that was left was to wait for Dad and Chloe to head out. It wasn’t long after they had left that Dave showed up.
“Yo,” he greeted as I let him inside the house. We headed up to my room where Dave revealed he hadn’t come empty handed. He pulled a small bottle of vodka out from his coat and asked if I had anything to mix it with.
“You steal that from you parent’s stash?” I joked as I fetched something from the fridge.
“No. Someone gave me it on my 18th birthday. So anything interesting happen with the app this morning? That’s when it typically updates right?” His guess was spot on.
“Yeah it updated, but the new feature is kinda weird. Here I’ll read you the description.” I cleared my throat then began. “Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.” I finished and looked at Dave. I had a good guess what he’d say first.
“That’s pretty neat. So whatever I turn into everyone will believe I’ve always been that way.” He came to the same conclusion I had. In truth I had already tested it.
“Yup. Nobody said a thing about my new hair colour today.” I pointed to my now blonde hair.
“But you’ve always had… oooooh.” The final function was flawless. Nobody noticed the change and every photo of me had been altered to reflect my new style.
“I think this new feature might be the app’s true purpose. It creates an opportunity for you to change your life and makes it so nobody notices.” I had been thinking about it during class. That description said it was the final update so I doubted I’d be seeing any new features after this.
“Oh…” Dave downed a shot of his vodka mix. “Well it’s something to think about. So speaking of the app, what’s the plan for tonight?”
“Well there is something I want to try out. Remember when we were both Ms Angela?”
“Yeah?”
“There’s something else I want to try.” It took me only a minute to achieve what I wanted. Dave and I were no longer ourselves but female versions of us.
“Wow I’m a girl!” Dave exclaimed like he had never been a girl before. “So this is what I’d look like if I was born a woman… fuck I’m hot.” I had used the app to turn us both into female versions of ourselves using the full body alter feature. Dave was posing in the mirror in his new body with a happy expression. I looked in the mirror as well as saw my new face wasn’t that different from my old one.
“Why am I smaller than you?” I questioned. It was only by a couple of inches but Dave was now taller than me. Even though I had turned us both into girls I was somehow now the shorter one.
“It’s surreal that way it preserves our face without comprising our feminine looks. Check out my chest, it’s even bigger than Cassidy’s!” Dave puffed out his chest proudly. “With a body like this I could walk into any club in the city and have guys buy me drinks all night.”
I could probably do the same. I didn’t have as a large a chest as Dave, but my feminine looks would still turn plenty of heads. We weren’t here to stare into the mirror all night. There was a pretty hot girl next to me we were both eager to get started. What began as a gentle caress quickly turned into <<click "lustful foreplay.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/davefjoef.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago"></div>
I helped myself to Dave’s body as his hands began exploring mine. I didn’t know why but there was just something irresistibly erotic about two hot girls making out and being able to be one of them just made things a thousand times better. Dave stroked my thigh as I gripped his ass and it didn’t take long for both our hands to find their way into the other’s dripping sex. Being able to feel the pleasures of a woman while also having sex with one, nothing could beat this. Our fingers, our tongues and anything phallus shaped, we put them all to good use in pleasuring ourselves that night.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Dave shows up at your house after school. You have a few drinks then get down to business. You both turn into girls then get straight to the <<click "foreplay">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/davefjoef.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. A long night of sex followed.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Does this look big on me?” My girlfriend asked me as she pulled back the curtain of the changing booth to show off her tight dress.
“Look’s great Dave.” It had been a few weeks now since Dave had thrown away his old identity as a he, and adopted her one as a she. It was an odd name for a girl but nobody really thought much of it. That was the power of the app. The male Dave had ceased to exist, and in his place in memory and in photo was his female alter ego. We were the only two people on earth who knew the truth about her former life. She was happy with her new identity and so was I. I had a stunning girlfriend who was just as horny as I was. What was there to be unhappy about?
“Hmm maybe I should go on a diet.” There was a time we could have just used the Reborn app to trim off the excess fat but unfortunately my phone had met its end in the most common way possible, I left it in a taxi. I did get my phone back, but when I did it looked like a truck had run over it. Needless to say it needed to be replaced and since I had no idea where the Reborn app originally came from I had no way to get it back. I wasn’t that sad though, I had experienced something amazing because of it. Plus Dave and I were both happier than ever. I was thankful I had gotten this chance but I did sometime wonder about what could have been if I had made some different choices.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Dave falls in love with being a woman and adopts his female persona as his new identidy. You soon start going out and continuing to have a lot of sex.<<endif>>
~End - My girlfriend Dave~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was the moment of truth. I gave myself a final check in the mirror then pulled back the curtain of the changing booth to show Dave my new outfit.
“How do I look?” I asked him still uncertain about this.
“Looking good,” he said. He said that about every dress I wore. It had been a few weeks since I adopted my new identity as a woman and while being a girl did have its issues, I didn’t regret my choice. Not that it would have mattered because thanks to my own carelessness I no longer had the chance to turn back. My phone, along with the magical app that had allowed me to throw away my old identity as a man and adopt a new female persona was gone. I had left it in a cab and when it was returned me it was smashed to bits. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. I liked this body more than my old one. Sure it was higher maintenance, but with Dave supporting me I was fine with that. Thanks to the app everyone thought that I had always been a girl and didn’t bat an eye when I stepped into the women’s locker room. Even my parents had no idea I had been born a boy. It was a secret only me and Dave shared and he liked me better this way.
“Although, I don’t know why you are so careful about what you
wear, you and I will just end up naked at the end of the night anyway.” He wasn’t joking. I lost count of how many times we had done it since I became like this. With no way the get the app back I was stuck like this but I wasn’t that sad. I had experienced something amazing because of it Dave and I were both happier than ever. I was thankful I had gotten this chance but I did sometime wonder about what could have been if I had made some different choices.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to throw away your male persona and adopt a new female identidy. Dave becomes your boyfriend and everything is great.<<endif>>
~End - My Boyfriend Dave~
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“Nice,” I commented first looking at Dave’s new outfit.
“You too,” he complimented. We were inside a women’s clothing store trying out some new clothes. Since we were now both girls nobody batted an eye. It had been weeks since either of us had been a man and neither of us wanted to go back. Being a girl was awesome and best of all was having someone to share the experience with and talk about it. This was who we were now and thanks to the Reborn app nobody but us knew that we had once been male. Sure there were drawbacks, but the benefits greatly outweighed them in my opinion. We were both happier this way. We could both step into the girls’ locker room and nobody would pat an eye. It was great and then at the end of the day we had each other for some more physical stimulation. The world of sex toys for women was far greater than for men, the only thing I regretted was leaving my phone in taxi only for it to be returned to me broken. I wasn’t that sad though. I had experienced something amazing because of it and Dave and I were both happier than ever. I was thankful I had gotten this chance but I did sometime wonder about what could have been if I had made some different choices.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Both you and Dave decide to stay as women and are also now in a relationship.<<endif>>
~End - Girls Forever~
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<<set $whoknows = "dave">><<if $TLDR is "no">>That evening I put some thought about we’d we would try out tomorrow. The app had a lot of cool features, some I had yet to even touch. Most exciting of all was the prospect that it might get even more features for us to experiment with. However was it really okay to just experiment? What I had obtained was unquestionably a great power, so the real question was what I should be doing with it. Was it okay to just keep having fun or did I have a duty to try and use this power for the benefit of those around me. It was thoughts like those that kept my mind occupied that evening.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>After school you put some thought into what you'll do tomorrow. It was a cool power but maybe there was more to it. There was still the question of if you should get Yumi and Mei on board.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|Day3Morning]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>>When I fell asleep I suspected I might be awoken to the sound of my phone updating I wasn’t wrong. I grabbed my phone from my desk and looked at it with my tired eyes.
“Update installed,” I whispered then began reading the contents.
‘Ever looked at two strangers and wondered what their children would look like? Wonder no more! With the new Bio-Merge expansion to the copy feature you can now select two people and create an image constructed from them both! Also in this update is the new Personality feature. Have you created the perfect image but are having problems with what’s on the inside? Now with the Personality feature you can fix that!’
Change the inside?” Could I really do that? I launched the Reborn app to have a look. Both new options had appeared in the menus. As always I could target myself or another person.
The power to alter a person’s personality? That seemed like it was crossing a moral line but at the same time there was a lot of good it could do as well.
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[[Head to school|School Alt]] Throughout the day I was constantly on the lookout to get Yumi, Dave and Mei together to tell them about app. I was worried I had a repeat of yesterday on my hands but those worries were for naught as at lunch the perfect oppertunity came.
The chance to tell my friends couldn’t have been more ideal. I arrived in the canteen early at lunch and was quickly joined by Dave, Mei and Yumi with no sign of Kyoko. I didn’t know how long I had before she showed up so if there was ever going to be a chance to tell all three of them it had to be now.
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[[Keep it a secret Alt]]I let the opportunity pass without saying anything. I still wasn’t sure in what I should be doing with the app so bringing other people into this before I was certain was probably a bad idea. I’d find a better opportunity later so just headed to class like normal. After lunch I had the misfortune for being in another one of Mrs Clark’s classes.
Mrs Clark droned on. I wasn’t tired but I could feel myself slowly slipping away as if my strength was being sucked up like plate of food someone had set in front of her. I looked at the clock which insulted me by pretending only five minutes had passed since I got here. Sometimes I suspected there was some kind of time altering device in this room that made time outside the room move far slower than what it did inside the room.
“Conner!” Mrs Clark suddenly slammed her desk and the noise brought me back to my senses. Thankfully I wasn’t her target.
“Yes Mrs?” Conner played innocent. Heck he probably was innocent, wouldn’t be the first time Mrs Clark thought she saw something when she didn’t.
“Spit it out.”
“Spit what out?”
“The gum. I saw you chewing.” Christ not this argument again.
“I wasn’t chewing.” Mrs Clark’s wasn’t convinced.
“Oh really, recite the alphabet for me.” That was never impossible to do with a piece of gum hidden in your mouth. Conner tried but failed horribly as the piece of gum he denied having popped out of his mouth halfway through. He was screwed and was probably regretting not just swallowing the gum instead of trying to outsmart her. Mrs Clark’s attention focused solely on Conner. Knowing how screwed he was I felt a bit of sympathy for him.
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[[Day3Di]]Now was my chance. I took my phone out of my pocket and carefully pointed it at Mrs Clark. I opened the poser ready to give her a command. Suddenly she moved faster than I had ever seen her move and too late did I realise why.
“Joe!” My arm was snatched and my phone fell from my knee and hit the ground. “I knew it!” She grabbed my phone and looked at the screen. “Well you can just forget all about your phone ever existing because you won’t be seeing it again.” I felt something strange wash over me but I had bigger problems right now.
“But I don’t have a phone.” I wasn’t sure why she was suddenly telling me to forget about something I never owned. I admit it was odd for a boy my age to not have one but that was just how it was. Mrs Clark looked like she was about to say something but she stopped and looked at the phone she was holding. I wonder whose phone it was.
“That’s correct, you don’t.” That was weird. She walked away leaving me and the rest of the class slightly bewildered.
She didn’t say much the rest of the class. She just picked out a few pages from the textbook and told us to answer them while she looked at her phone. I occasionally got a concerned look from one of my classmates but I wasn’t sure why they were concerned about me. Once class had ended I packed up.
“Wait Conner, I need to speak with you.” Mrs Clark caught Conner as he tried to leave. After she caught him chewing gum there was no way he would get away lightly. As I was heading for the next class I felt someone tap me on the shoulder.
“Oh man Joe, we need to get your phone back before she does somthing with it."
“Not my phone.” He must have gotten me confused with someone else. Dave should know that I don’t have a phone.
"Joe what are you saying? We just... wait do you not remember?"
"Remember what?" Was he messing with me or did he need his head checked?
"Nothing. Well I gotta go, catch you later." With that Dave ran off. I shrugged and headed for class wondering what that had all been about.
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[[The next day|Day 4 DaveAlt]]“Joe! Joe!” I woke up to the sound of Hana calling me name. “Get up bro, did your phone not go off or something?” Hana’s words were bewildering. I knew I didn’t have a phone so wasn’t sure why she thought I did but I felt that there was meant to be something to wake me up. Maybe I just had a weird dream. I saw on the wall clock that it was past the time I usually got up. I quickly rolled out of bed to get ready. With her job done Hana sighed and closed the door to leave me to it.
My sleeping in wasn’t the only odd thing to happen to me that day. When I saw Conner that morning I barely recognised him. His shaggy hair was gone, replaced with a fresh neat cut. He had shaved the tuff of facial hair growing under his nose and his uniform looked like it was fresh from the dry cleaners. He usually entered the school with the composure of a zombie but today he was standing tall and looked fresh as a daisy.
The difference in Conner's behaviour was only second place for weirdness though. That morning Dave walked into school looking even more fresh than Conner. He looked like he had just come from a beauty spa. Smooth skin, neat hair and smelling of spring. The girls absolutely loved it. He had a girl wrapped around each arm competing for his attention.
"Morning Joe," he said to me with a smug smile before going along his way. What was up with him?
At lunch Dave didn' sit with me, Yumi and Mei. He had formed his own table with all the popular girls in the school. They were fawning over him like he was God's gift to women. Only yesterday those same girls would rather kiss a toad than him.
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[[The next day|Day 5 DaveAlt]]The next day Dave was even stranger. Not only did he have practically every girl in school fighting for his affection, he had the teachers worshipping him as well.
“Amazing Dave, I can’t believe you got every question right.” Our teacher praised Dave for his perfect score on a surprise test. The next highest score was 22 out of 30 so the obvious assumption would be that Dave had cheated. He rarely scored high in anything yet the teacher didn’t bat an eye at the abnormally high score.
“This world would be a better place if we were all a lot more like you.” The entire class nodded in agreement with that statement. Why was Dave suddenly King of the School? I had to ask him.
“Hey Dave!” I yelled out after class to get his attention through his fan club. His new friends weren’t happy that I was trying to speak to their king but Dave brushed them aside so he could get to me.
“Hey Joe, what’s up?” He pretended like nothing was going on.
“What’s up? You tell me, you’re the one who is acting weird.”
“No. I’m just getting the attention I deserve. Listen, I know you don’t remember but thanks, you really helped me out.” Dave waved a phone in front of me for some reason as he said that. I think it was the same phone that Ms Clark had had two days ago.
“C’mon Dave,” one of his fans cried out.
“Sorry Joe, gotta go. You take care.” Dave waved then left me standing alone in the corridor. I hadn’t gotten an answer to my question but his fan club made sure I never did. When I asked around everyone claimed he had always been the coolest and most popular guy at school. Only myself, Mei and Yumi seemed to have any memory of him as he used to be. He stopped talking to us after that. I felt so many questions had gone unanswered and wondered if I was somehow to blame.
~ King Dave End ~
[[Epilogue|KingDave]]The police left the house party pleased with the conversation they had just had with the host. He had promised to quieten things down and he had a face so charismatic the two officers didn't want to bother him any further. They returned to their car but on the way passed by a tall woman looking to converse with the man they had just spoken with.
Dave heard the doorbell ring a second time. It was probably the police officers again. Maybe the power of the Reborn app hadn't affected them correctly.
"Listen fellas..." Dave trailed off as he opened the door and saw the strange woman standing there. "Can I help you?" This was an invite only party and since he was the one who had handed out the invites he was certain this woman didn't have one. He'd recognise her white hair if he had ever seen her before.
“I’m a Hunter searching for the most popular man in the world.” Dave was happy to own up to that title. This woman must have heard about him from somewhere.
“That’s me. Hey you seem alright, want to come inside and join me?” He put on his moves which thanks to the Reborn app no-one could resist.
“I’d rather deal with you here.” Her eye suddenly glowed and Dave’s lost the ability to move. The woman reached into his pocket and pulled out Joe’s phone which Dave had taken from Mrs Clark. “Hmmm seems you aren’t the original owner, but my prey is the one who carries the power which you’ve abused to your own benefit.” Hunter took a moment to think up a punishment. Since Dave had turned himself into the most attractive man on the planet, Hunter reversed his status turning him to the most repulsive man alive. She walked away taking the phone with her. When Dave returned inside he discovered that nobody wanted to be around him. In just fifteen minutes all of his ‘friends’ had vacated his house party realising how much of an ass the host was. Dave’s many girlfriends announced they were breaking up with him. At first glance people knew they didn’t want to be around him which ironically, was exactly how things had been before.
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<set $update3 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>When I fell asleep I suspected I might be awoken to the sound of my phone updating and I wasn’t wrong. Moments after heaering the beep I grabbed my phone from my desk and looked at it with my tired eyes.
“Update installed,” I whispered then began reading the contents.
‘Ever looked at two strangers and wondered what their children would look like? Wonder no more! With the new Bio-Merge expansion to the copy feature you can now select two people and create an image constructed from them both! Also in this update is the new Personality feature. Have you created the perfect image but are having problems with what’s on the inside? Now with the Personality feature you can fix that!’
I launched the Reborn app to have a look. Both new options had appeared in the menus. Merge two people together? That was an interesting concept but the power to alter a person’s personality? That seemed like it was crossing a moral line but at the same time there was a lot of good it could do as well. I closed the app then noticed that my messenger had received a new message from Yumi. She had sent it earlier that morning.
‘I’m taking a day off but I will be round your place afterschool.’ That was all it said. It didn’t give a reason and when I replied asking for one my message went unanswered.
At school there was no sign of Yumi. Since she had been genuine about the first part of her message, I could assume she was genuine about the second part and would show up at my door later. I had been considering whether or not to tell Dave and Mei about the app. I'd rather get Yumi's opinion first and since she was absent I decided to not say anything. As the boring school day passed me by I spent most of the time wondering what Yumi had planned for later. What could be so important that she would skip school for?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You receive a message from Yumi that morning explaining she won't be at school but will visit you at home after. Nothing happens at school other than Yumi being absent. At the end of the day you head home wondering when she'll show up.<<endif>>
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[[After School|Day3Yumip1]]
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“I’ll get it!” I called out. I could see Yumi’s hair through the smoky glass of the front door. I opened the door and had a large duffle bag thrown at my chest.
“Hey, so which way is your room?” She asked looking around.
“Upstairs, so what’s in the bag?” It didn’t feel that heavy so I was guessing clothes. I led the way to my bedroom where Yumi opened up the bag and unrevealed what it was she had skipped school for.
“Um…” I looked at the pink outfit trying to figure out what it was meant to be. A short pink skirt, a white ribbon and a matching pink top that didn’t quiet cover the waist. Accessories included White gloves, pink boots and a rose amulet. It was a weird mix of cute and flashy.
“What is this meant to be?” I had to ask.
“Magi-Cute Heart!”
“Magi…Cute?” What kind of cheesy ass name was that?
“It’s from a game.” Evidently it wasn’t from a game I was aware off.
“Magi-Cute Heart is the main character from an awesome magical girl game called Magical Girl Battle Quest. She…” I zoned out as Yumi began talking in depth about the character and her backstory. The only thing I really need to know was why Yumi had brought a cosplay of this character to my house.
“Oh that,” she replied when I asked her. “It’s for you. It’s in my size but that isn’t a problem.” I sighed. I should have realised this was the reason she was here.
“Alright, hand it over.” I was a bit worried because my dad was home, but since he always knocked we’d have time to return me to normal if he decided to pay us a visit. I transformed into Yumi once again and with her assistance began changing into the outfit. As I was busy changing I failed to notice Yumi lift my phone. The outfit was actually fairly simple to put on so it didn’t take me long, but that brief time frame was enough for Yumi to find what she wanted and use it.
“And apply!” She declared. I felt something change and immediately looked in the mirror.
“Oh lord.” I saw what she had done. My hair was now a strong pink colour as were my eyes. It was like I had dyed my hair then put on coloured contacts but without any of the mess.
“Hmmm it’s still not quite right.” Yumi was obviously using the adjust function on me. She pressed apply again and I felt my eyes tingle. The size of my eyes increased very slightly to draw more attention to their pink colour.
“Yumi.” I tried to stop her but my voice fell on deaf ears. She made my hair longer and fuller, making me look closer to what she had envisioned.
“Yumi!” I yelled. Someone probably heard that and was now wondering why Yumi was yelling her own name. I lost a few inches of height next.
“Hold still I’m almost done… and there!” She pressed apply once more giving me a cute button nose.
“<<click "Perfect">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MahouJoe.png]]<</replace>><</click>> you are good to go, now to just save this for Friday.”
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“Friday? What do you mean good to go, where am I going?” I got the feeling she had neglected to tell me something important that probably should have been the first thing she told me.
“EMX!” She blurted it out like it was breaking news.
“You mean the TV and comic thing they are having the convention centre this weekend?” I remembered Dave mentioning that a few weeks ago. It was one of those comic con style exhibitions that had grown very popular in recent years. They were so popular that a month didn’t go by without one happening somewhere in the country. It didn’t really interest me so I was planning on giving it a miss but I got the feeling Yumi had other plans.
“Yeah. You and me are going to go cosplaying there.” Yup. I was right. “The game I mentioned is actually being made by a friend of mine. He has gotten a booth to promote it and we are going to cosplay as the main characters to pull in the crowds. It won’t be a problem.”
“Yes it will.” She expected me to go outside dressed like this. Sure I was in her body, but that didn’t change the fact I’d have people staring at me from miles around. It wasn’t an appealing concept, but the truth was I already knew I had no say in the matter.
“I’ll be cosplaying as your partner, Magi-Cute Sky. My outfit is so cool, I’ve always wanted to cosplay in a magical duo but I’ve never had a partner.” And out came Yumi’s true motivation.
“Alright,” I surrendered with a smile. If it was something Yumi really wanted to do so what harm was there in trying? She used the save function to save my current appearance for later then turned me back to normal.
“I'm really looking forward to this so please don't do anything that might result in say someone finding out about the app."
“Fine fine.” I’d avoid using it for anything but my own pleasure. Yumi put the outfit back into her bag.
“Remember my house 5 PM Friday!” She sounded stern but I could see the excitement in her body language. I was beginning to look forward to this as well now; I mean how bad could it be?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">> Yumi arrives at your house and drags you upstairs into your room. There she begins to talk in length about some game character. She produces the outfit belonging to said character and tells you to turn into her and put it on. You comply but she goes overboard with the Reborn's app adjust feature until you have turned into image she <<click "envisioned.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MahouJoe.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago"></div>
She explains she wants you to dress up like that on Friday for a large comic convention you'll both be attending. She doesn't give you much choice in the matter.<<endif>>
<img id="banner" src="images/Day3homecard.png">
[[Friday Afternoon|Day5Yumihouse]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update4 = "yes">><<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>The app had updated twice since I let Yumi tinker with it, bringing a host of new features but the most interesting one had appeared this morning.
"Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.”
In short I could now alter people’s memories, including the ability to alter the memories of the entire planet to make them believe that the changes I made with the app were always there. They were interesting features but probably wouldn’t been getting much use with what was to come. I lifted my hand to knock on Yumi’s front door but before I could make contact the door was pulled open.
“Great you’re here, hurry inside we don’t have all day,” Yumi greeted. I was pulled inside and led up to her bedroom. I noticed the sheets had been changed since the last time I was here. Hanging on the wall was a familiar pink outfit and next to it a closely resembling blue one. I could guess that it was the one Yumi would be wearing.
“Get changed. We only have fifteen minutes before the bus arrives,” Yumi ordered lifting the two outfits off the wall.
“Wait? You mean we’ll be wearing those things on the bus?” She must be joking.
“Well there are no changing rooms at the convention hall so yeah.”
“We could use the toilets!”
“I’m sure nobody will find it odd when they see a man walk into the toilets and a woman walk out.” She had a point. I looked at the outfit with its short skirt and tight top. It offered so little protection.
“Do you at least have a coat for me to wear?” I asked her.
“Nope. Now hurry up.” Her hand knew exactly where my phone was and effortlessly pulled it from my coat pocket. She opened up the save slot and used it to transform me. My entire body changed, losing its former appearance and changing back the pink haired appearance Yumi had saved. Pink eyes, pink hair and a little white ribbon on top. I looked in the mirror and saw that I once again was Magi-Cute Heart. Since the save had been taken with me wearing the cosplay, it had reformed my clothes to match the outfit on the wall.
“Wait. If I can transform like this then why do I need to get changed here?” I asked a very valid question. I could literally just jump into a phone booth and jump out again transformed a few seconds later. I looked at Yumi who seemed almost disappointed I had realised this. Could it be she wanted me to go outside dressed like that?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You arrive at Yumi's house afterschool on Friday. She surprises you by telling you to get changed now instead of at the convention centre. You could easily use the app to transform at the convention centre. Do you change here and go outside in cosplay, or change at the convention centre?<<endif>>
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[[Change at the convention centre|Erobus1]]
[[Go out dressed in cosplay|Erobus2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $erobus = "no">><<set $DomEv2 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was too embarrassing to go outside like this. I took my phone back from Yumi and returned to normal.
“You can do what you want but I’m staying like this.” Yumi was clearly disappointed.
“Fine.” She snatched back my phone and then shoved me out the door. “I’ll do the same then.” I waited for her to change, save a copy and then return to normal. Finally as the bus was due to arrive we rushed out the door and headed for the bus stop that would take us to our destination.
Rush hour on a Friday afternoon was as you’d imagine it to be. There wasn’t a seat to be had on the packed bus. I flashed my bus pass to the drive and joined the mass of people trying to stay upright as the bus sped up and slowed down continuously. I rubbed up against the people around me I don’t know how many times. I was glad I had chosen not to get on this bus in a short skirt.
After a very uncomfortable twenty minutes we finally arrived at the convention centre. The city air had never tasted as good as when we escaped the sweat filled bus.
“Freedom,” I cried.
“Let’s hurry.” Yumi headed for the convention centre were we found somewhere secluded to transform before entering.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You refuse to go outside dressed in pink which disappoints Yumi. You instead change at the convention centre after an uneventful journey there.<<endif>>
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[[The convention centre|Day5CentreOne]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $erobus = "yes">><<set $DomEv2 = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Well since Yumi seemed to be fixated on me to go outside dressed as a magical girl I decided to give in to her.
“Alright I’ll do it if you do it as well.” Yumi’s expression turned to a smile.
“Great, I’ll get changed.” She began changing directly in front of me. To be fair I’d already seen everything anyway so there really wasn’t anything to hide. She lifted her blue matching outfit from the wall and with a little help from phone her <<click "cosplay was complete.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MahouYumi.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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“I’ll purify your heart with my radiant soul!” Yumi quoted as she made a pose. I didn’t say anything as I was trying not to laugh. I hope she didn’t expect me to pose with her. Soon we headed out the door and into the street. Immediately a gust of wind blew by <<click "lifting my skirt.">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/SkirtFlipJoeMahou.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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I quickly used a hand to secure it down and stop it exposing my panties a second time.
“I should have bought a coat with me,” I complained feeling the chill. Yumi was having no such trouble. I watched her skirt and noticed it was a lot more rigid than mine. It took me a moment to realise there was metal wire inside it to keep it from blowing. My skirt had no such feature. No doubt that lack of safety feature was intentional.
Everyone we passed starred at us. I felt awkward and was thankful it wasn’t my real face they saw. We had that much makeup on plus with the thin mask that it would be difficult to recognise Yumi’s face. We reached the bus stop and thankfully the bus came very soon after so I could escape the wind. Unfortunately the escape from the wind came at a very high cost. The bus was packed like a sardine can. It was rush hour so I shouldn’t have been surprised by this. We squeezed on and I felt every inch of my exposed skin brush against the people around me. This was hell. A hand brushed against my rear and I hoped it was accidental, but truth be told it was hard to see what was going on behind me. The bus moved off picking up speed then stopped suddenly for a traffic light. As the momentum carried the cluster of people forward slightly I felt the hand <<click "brush against my ass">><<replace "#imago3">>[img[images/Asstouch1.png]]<</replace>><</click>> again.
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This time it stayed there even after the bus started moving again. I could tell it was a man. I could feel his breathe on my neck as he got uncomfortably close to me. There was no way he was unaware what was going on.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You give into Yumi's whims and go outside dressed in your outfit. Yumi does the same dressed in a <<click "outfit">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MahouYumi.png]]<</replace>><</click>> to match yours.<div id="imago"></div>
The bus there is packed and one of the other passengers is rubbing his hand <<click "against your ass.">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/Asstouch1.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago2"></div>
<<endif>><img id="banner" src="images/Day5bus.png">
[[Move away|Erobusno]]
[[Encourage him|Erobusyes]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>The doors had yet to open to the public. Yumi called her friend on her phone to let him know we were here so he could come round the side entrance and give us exhibitor badges to get inside. While we waited I looked at the crowd. It was mixture of ages as the event was child friendly. Among the crowd were a number of other shivering cosplayers hoping to get inside before they froze to death.
“Hey Yumi!” A voice called out. A tall man was waving to us from the side entrance. We quickly headed over and he gave us both an exhibitor pass so we could get through the side gate.
“We are set up in the front corner,” he explained leading us over where he was set up. His booth was colourfully set up and very eye-catching. I got my first proper look at the character I was meant to be cosplaying as on either side of the booth was a huge cardboard cut-out of the games main characters.<<if $erobus is "no">> It was time for me and Yumi to get changed. We ran to the toilets and changed into the outfits we'd be wearing for the rest of the day.<</if>>
"Let's pose!" Yumi suddenly declared pulling me towards her and we <<click "struck a pose">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MahouDuo.png]]<</replace>><</click>> next to the booth.
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We had drinks and energy bars stored under the booth with space for Yumi’s bags. Since I didn’t have any pockets on this outfit I had to leave my phone under the booth in Yumi’s bags.
Since we had a bit of time before the doors opened to the public Yumi decided to give me a tour. She was keen to point out and give me a description of everything she saw. While exploring we encountered a woman pinning a poster to the wall. On it was a round cartoon mouse holding a sign reading 'Prize Code 7 - RadMouse'.
"We have competition where you can get a prize for finding all seven prize codes. It's mainly for kids but anyone can play. All the prize codes are inside the convention centre," she explained. It was a nice touch. Shame I wouldn't have time to play.
We returned to the booth as the doors were opened to the public and crowds came flooding in.
“It’s show time!” Yumi declared. She went on the attack instantly and pulled in the first person who looked at her to tell him about the game she was promoting. Since the game was free her objective was to get people to download in the hopes of getting them hooked. I had never seen her so aggressive when dealing with other people. It was working though, she was pulling plenty of people over to the booth and enticing them to download the app to redeem the unique in-game item we were giving away. I did my best to keep up with her. Once I got into the flow it was pretty fun. Talking to people constantly however left my throat dry so I helped myself to the free juice bottles under the booth. As the evening went on I didn’t realise just how much I was drinking until my bladder started complaining.
“Hey Yumi where’s the toilets?” I asked. She gave me an odd look which was justified because it was implying I wanted to use the toilet while in her body.
“They’re at the rear.” She pointed to the opposite side of the convention centre. I quickly headed in that direction fearing that there might be a line. I wasn’t wrong. The line was massive and to rub it in it was only the women’s toilets that had a line. If I was a guy I could have strolled right onto the men’s, taken care of business and strolled out again. The line didn’t look like it was going to move anytime soon and I couldn’t wait. I think I saw some portable toilets outside where the food trucks were parked up. I abandoned the line that had yet to move and headed outside. My legs were quaking now and I wasn’t sure how much Yumi’s bladder could hold. I searched desperately for the portable toilets and my efforts bore fruit as I spotted a blue portable stall resting against the wall. I quickly jumped in, locked the door, put several layers of toilet paper between my skin and the seat then emptied my bladder.
“Ah…” The last drips left me leaving me with a feeling of relief. Suddenly I heard a couple of voices and I hoped I wouldn't have an audience waiting for me when I stepped out.
“The prize code is just around the corner, you’ll see it soon.” They passed me by but their words left me curious. All the prize codes were indoors, the woman in charge of them said so herself. I quickly cleaned up and stepped outside just in time to see a lone female cosplayer accompanied by three guys disappear around the corner.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You arrive at the convention. Yumi's first port of call is getting a picture of both of you at the booth in your outfits. You pair up for <<click "the picture">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MahouDuo.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.<div id="imago"></div>
After things start you find yourself in need of the toilet. While outside you see some suspicous boys leading a lone girl around a corner.<<endif>>
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[[Investigate|CentreS1]]
[[Ignore It|Day5CentreTwo]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $erobus2 = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I was getting a taste of what women in short skirts had to put up with regularly and I didn’t like it. I pushed forward to get away from him and to my relief he didn’t follow. I glanced behind me to get a look at who it was but his eyes were hidden behind a large pair of shades. At the next stop he got off the bus. As he squeezed past Yumi I saw her head spin around with a look of disgust as he pushed past. I couldn’t see what had happened but suspected that my ass wasn’t the only one he had ‘accidentally’ touched.
We arrived at the convention centre soon after without any more trouble.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You get away from the creep. He gets off the bus soon after but not before giving Yumi a bit of the same treatment.<<endif>>
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[[Convention Centre|Day5CentreOne]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $erobus2 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>This was getting me excited. I angled forward to press my ass against his hand. The response was a gentle grab as his fingers began to mould around my <<click "ass cheek.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Asstouch2.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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We were no longer two strangers accidently brushing against each other. His other hand began caressing my lower back like a man stroking a pet, his rough fingers caressing my silky skin. With the dense crowd around us nobody could see what was happening. Most people were too lost in their own misery to pay attention to what was going on next to them. I felt him gently lift up my skirt before placing his hand on my flesh this time. I rocked my hips a little as I pressed against him even harder. I was so close now that I could feel <<click "something else">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/Asstouch3.png]]<</replace>><</click>> rubbing against me and it wasn’t his hand.
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He rubbed his trouser bulge between my cheeks as one of his hands crept forward, snaking under my top and finding its way to my breasts. This kind of situation was like something from an erotic novel. I thought perverts like this were just an exaggeration but evidently they were a lot more commonplace than I had realised. Well who was I to complain? I was encouraging this after all. He continued rubbing his shaft between my cheeks as my body reacted to the sensation of being toyed with. It was so exciting and felt so good. Leaving Yumi’s house in this body was a good idea after all. Unfortunately the pleasure was cut short by the bus arrived at our destination and I saw Yumi move to get off. As much as I’d have loved to continue this I had to follow her. I turned and winked at the man behind me then pushed through the crowd after Yumi.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to encourage him and lean into his hand. He responds by giving you ass a <<click "firm groping.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Asstouch2.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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You encourage him further and he start pushing his sword <<click "against your butt.">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/Asstouch3.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago2"></div> Unfortunately the journey doesn't late forever and you have to leave your new friend behind.<<endif>>
<img id="banner" src="images/Day5bus.png">
[[Convention Centre|Day5CentreOne]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>A lone girl being lured somewhere secluded by three guys. It was a scene straight from a news report and it never ended well for the girl. I quickly followed and crept close to the corner they had disappeared around.
“Oh that’s odd. Did they move it? I could just tell you the code I guess but I want you to do something for me in exchange,” I heard one of them say. Like I suspected there was no prize code nor had there ever been.
“Hey! What are you doing?” The girl cried out. I peeked around the corner and saw two of the guys holding the girl by the arm as the tallest of the three looked at her pervertedly.
“You outfit is amazing, I love how much it empathises your breasts.” He reached out and <<click "groped her chest">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Grope1.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.
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She tried to call out but one of the others covered her mouth muffling her cries. I could see where this was going and had to do something.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You investigate worried about the lone girl. You discover the leader of the group <<click "groping her chest">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Grope1.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.
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<img id="banner" src="images/Day5Con.png">
[[Intervene Immediately|CentreS3]]
[[Get Help|CentreS2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t want to get involved. I quickly slid way pretending I hadn’t seen anything and returned to where Yumi was.
“Something happen?” Sharp as ever.
“No. I had to use the outside toilet which is never pleasant.”
“Sorry my body doesn’t have better bladder control.” Was she sincere or being sarcastic? It was hard to tell with her. The day soon wrapped up and we headed home on a much less crowded bus. I’d be up early tomorrow again however for the second day of this.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You walk away without intervening. You explain to Yumi you were just using the toilet. After the convention you both head back on a much less crowded bus.<<endif>>
<img id="banner" src="images/Day5Con.png">
[[Next Day|Day5Home]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Hey!” I quickly revealed myself and glared at the three guys harassing the girl.
“What do you want?” They spat back. They started getting closer to me.
“Leave her alone,” I ordered. I realised there was little hope of them listening to me.
“We are just talking, right?” They leader of the group gave the girl a terrifying look to try and intimidate her into saying what he wanted. She wanted to respond but her lips just tremored unable to produce the words.
“See, she’s fine.” The other two guys were now on either side of me with their hands in their pockets. They weren’t touching me but their faces were uncomfortably close.
“Hey this girl’s pretty hot, how about we play with her instead?” One of them suggested to the leader.
“Yeah, we’ll let this girl go if you take her place,” they offered.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You yell at the thugs but they aren't intimidated in the slighest. They play dumb about what they are doing, but then they offer you a chance to swap with the girl and take her place.<<endif>>
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[[Refuse|CentreS4]]
<<if $erobus2 is "yes">>[[Accept|CentreS5b]]<</if>><<if $erobus2 is "no">>[[Accept|CentreS5a]]<</if>>
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I couldn’t let this continue but there wasn’t much I could do alone. I quickly ran back to the convention centre to get help. I spotted a security guard so ran up to him. I explained what was happening and without a moment's hestitation he followed me. We ran round the corner and found the girl being pinned to the floor by the three guys.
"Hey!" He yelled at them.
"Oh shit. Get them, if they report us we're fucked." The three of them rushed us but it was three thugs versus a trained guard. A swift strike to the stomach knocked the wind out of the lead thug. With their leader taken out in a single hit the other two backed off and began running the other way.
"Are you alright?" I helped the girl to her feet. She had been roughed up and her clothes ripped in places but was otherwise okay.
"You're coming with me." The would be rapist was pulled to his feet and dragged away. Other staff members showed up to help the girl and once I had answered a few questions I returned to the booth where Yumi was.
“Something happen?” She must have noticed something.
“Some creeps tried to force themselves on a girl. They've been delt with now.” Yumi understood the calibre of guy I was referring to. What was important was that the girl was safe.
The day soon wrapped up and we headed to the bus stop. Today had been only a half-day. I'd need my rest for tomorrow as I'd have a full day at the booth.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You run off and find help quickly. The guard you find quickly saves the troubled girl. You return to the booth afterward and explain things to Yumi.<<endif>>
<img id="banner" src="images/Day5Con.png">
[[Next Day|Day5Home]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Since I had time to kill that evening I decided to learn a little more about the game I was promoting. Since getting the Reborn app I had forgotten that my phone was still a smart phone so could do other things. I had a flier so scanned the QR code and downloaded the game. Soon a familiar pink character appeared on screen. I was a little curious about the special item so entered the code for that.
‘Item unlocked – Neko outfit!’
A pair of cat ears and matching tail appeared on the screen and I equipped them to my character. They added to her cuteness and really suited her. I just hoped Yumi wasn’t planning on making me dress up like that as well.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You have some time to kill so play the a game a little. You unlock a pair of cat ears for your character which suit her well. Hopefully Yumi won't get any ideas.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|Day6Centre]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“No way, I don’t want to ‘play’ with you jerks.” Suddenly both my arms were grabbed by the two on either side of me.
“You talk big for a girl wearing a tiny skirt.” One of their hands <<click "grabbed my ass">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Asstouch2.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and pulled up my skirt.
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“Oh nice,” he cheered as he exposed my panties for all to see. I tried struggling but I was too weak. I was stuck. In Yumi’s body my physical strength was lacking, one of these guys could have held me down alone, but both of them; I had no hope of wrestling free. Another hand found its way to my chest and proceeded to forcefully <<click "squeeze my breasts">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/Chestgrope.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. I had to do something now or else. <div id="imago2"></div>
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Your refusal puts you in a bad situaton as they force themselves upon you, groping your ass and breasts. You need to react fast.<<endif>>
<img id="banner" src="images/Day5Con.png">
[[Cry out for help|Day5Mah]]
[[Try to fight|Day5Rap]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“That’s sound fair.” The three of them seemed surprised by how quickly I agreed. To prove I was sincere I moved closer to the guy I suspected was the leader of the three and kissed him playfully on the lips. This was going to be even better than what happened on the bus on the way here.
“Now let her go so we can have some fun.” They let go of the girl immediately. She backed off then ran away. Hopefully she wouldn’t tell anyone I was here as it would just ruin the fun. I began unbuttoning the shirt of the leader who smiled and placed both his hands under my skirt on my ass. It reminded me of the man on the bus, but this time there were a lot less people around and more room to have fun.
“Hey what about us?” Protested the two underlings. They clearly wanted in on the action as well.
“Do you mean to tell me you two need my permission to touch me? That didn’t seem to concern you before,” I mocked. I finished unbuttoning the leader’s shirt and moved down to his pants. I freed his enlarged cock and teased it between my fingers as two more pairs of hands began touching me.
“Enough teasing.” The leader grabbed my head and forced his cock into my mouth. It tasted odd, even a little salty. Behind me my skirt was flipped up and my panties pulled down as the two behind me looked at my pussy.
“Hey, you two aren’t virgins are you?” I asked after removing the dick from my mouth. Their leader obviously wasn't, but these two I wasn't so sure about.
“N-no!” They denied it but I could tell. They were probably only a little older than me and were touching me like it was their first time touching a woman. No wonder they were so desperate as to try and force themselves upon a lone girl at a convention. One of them unzipped his pants hastily determined to be the first inside me but the chain of command quickly put him in his place. The leader greedy turned me around and without a warning rammed his cock deep inside me.
“Watch and learn," he declared as his dick split me open. I steadied myself <<click "against the wall">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ConSex1.png]]<</replace>><</click>> as he had his way, roughly pulling out then ramming it back into me as hard as he could.
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Something inside me was burning with lust that turned what should have been rough pain into erotic pleasure. I wanted more and fortunately there was more than one dick available to me. Soon I not only had a cock inside me but also one in each of my hands as I moved my mouth between the two of them. My teasing was too much for one of them as he suddenly grabbed me and forced his cock so deep into my mouth that I felt it touch the back of my mouth as he came, spraying his cum down my throat. His assault left me coughing but while he was done his friend wasn’t. Another dick was forced into my mouth as I was still recovering from the first. Soon a second load of cum sprayed the inside of mouth. Seeing this, their leader decided to join in. He pulled out of my pussy and shoved his cock back into my mouth then opened the floodgates. The amount he unleashed was more than his friends combined. I was left choking but didn’t let a drop escape my mouth.
“Is that it?” I teased as I finished swallowing their combined loads. “Thanks for the snack.” My ‘toilet break’ had lasted a little too long.
“Shit girl can we get your number?”
“Why would I let you call me when you couldn't make me cum?” This had been fun, but they were too inexperienced and hasty to offer me any real thrill. I cleaned myself up then returned to the convention centre like nothing had ever happened.
“Where were you?” Yumi asked when I returned.
“What can I say, there was a que to get in.” <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You eagerly agree to their proposal. They let the other girl go and have <<click "their way with you.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ConSex1.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago"></div>
Frankly though it was a little disappointing and they fail to make you cum. You return to the convention centre with a smile.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day6S]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Fine, but let her go.” Two of them got behind me but their leader kept a hold of the other girl.
“Alright we’ll let her go, once we’re done with you.” The two behind me grabbed my arms. The leader pushed the other girl against the wall and whispered into her ear. She obediently slid to the ground shaking with fear.
“Don’t hurt her!” I yelled trying to struggle free but the two holding me had a solid grip. Maybe if I was in my real body I might have escaped but Yumi’s body was just too weak.
“Wow, if you struggle someone might get hurt.” The one holding the other girl was definitely calling the shots. The two holding me were just doing whatever he said. He stepped closer to me and lifted my chin with his hand. Suddenly he pressed his lips against mine and forced his tongue into my mouth. I was disgusting and I felt violated.
“Such a rebellious expression for someone who volunteered to do this.” The two behind me shoved me in the back of the knee forcing me down. Now my face was close to the leader’s crotch. He unzipped his pants and his erect dick popped out inches from my face.
“Suck it, or we’ll do something to her,” he warned. Dammit this was such a shitty situation. I didn’t want them to hurt her so I opened my mouth and gently took his shaft inside. Suddenly he grabbed my hair and pushed my head onto his cock until I could feel his tip against the back of my throat.
“Go on, suck it properly.” I didn’t want to do this but I had no choice. I started to <<click "blow him">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ConBJ.png]]<</replace>><</click>> as he kept his hand on my hair to keep my mouth firmly around his cock. I had to breathe through my nose which was horrific as the smell was so pungent. It must have lasted two minutes before he suddenly he pushed me away and looked down at me with a bored expression.
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“You’re fucking terrible at this.” He pushed me to the ground then stepped over me. “She’s worthless, c’mon let’s go.” I was left with a terrible taste in my mouth as the three thugs headed off. I felt terrible but at least the other girl was alright. I fixed my up clothes then helped her to her feet. We returned to the convention centre hoping never to see those three assholes ever again.
"What happened to you?" Yumi asked when I returned.
"I don't wanna talk about it." I grabbed a bottle of juice from under the booth, rinsed out my mouth then spat into the nearest bin. No matter how many times I repeated that however the horrible taste didn't go away. All I could do was put what had happened behind me and carry on.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>He accepts your offer then forces you to suck him off. It's a terrible experience but you at least saved the other girl. You return hoping to never see those assholes again.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day5Home]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Yumi glanced at me for the fifth time that morning. We were back manning the booth dealing the influx of potential customers who had arrived at the convention hall that Saturday.
“What’s up?” I had to ask her why she kept staring at me.
“Did you increase the size of your breasts?” So she had noticed.
“Guilty,” I confessed. While it wasn’t true to say that all guys liked girls with big boobs, the type of guys I was after nearly always did. The consequence was that by increasing my chest size my clothes were tighter and slightly uncomfortable but also more eye-catching. It was worth it as half the men I had talked to today had all been ogling my chest the entire conversation. Some of them were so preoccupied with my chest they weren’t even paying attention to what I was saying. They were easy to convince to download the game I was promoting. I had grown more confident in talking to people like this. Yesterday Yumi had done most of the work but today I was on the attack using my womanly charms to pull in the crowds.
“That’s it, you’re ready to play,” I explained to the guy I was speaking with. He nodded like a zombie. “Any questions?”
“Uh no, I’ll be sure to play and give it 5 stars.” A 5 star rating from someone who had yet to press start, some guys sure were easy to convince. He soon left to explore the convention centre. I was starting to get bored now though.
“Good work girls, take a break if you need it.” Simon was getting more interest that he expected thanks to our help. I decided to take up his offer and went offer exploring the convention centre. Someone around here must be up for some fun but who? I should probably decide on what kind of guy I wanted.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The next day you return to the convention centre and continue working. You get bored tough and decide to find someone to have some fun with, what kind of guy should you seek out?<<endif>>
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[[Someone short and nerdy|Day6SN]]
[[Someone tall and confident|Day6ST]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Help!” I cried out as loud as I could. A rough hand immediately covered my mouth to prevent me calling out any further.
“Shut up bitch.” He pulled on my hair forcing my head to tilt back.
“Help!” The other girl cried as she tried to wrestle free. My bout of courage had inspired her to call out as well but we were outnumbered and quickly both of us had been forced to the ground.
“What do we do? Someone might have heard them?”
“Then keep watch idiot.” The person keeping watch would obviously miss out on the fun so the two underlings looked at each other trying to give hints that the other should go keep an eye out. They ultimately decided that neither of them should do it. I tried to struggle as they began removing my clothes. I saw my skirt and panties being tossed to the side as my exposed lower half was pressed against the cold ground. Next they began unfastening their own belts but that was as far as they got.
“Halt villains!” A heroic voice commanded. We all looked around then directly upwards. Standing on the roof looking down on us was a mysterious figure that had taken a heroic pose.
Against the sky I could only make out a dark silhouette of the person. Suddenly they jumped from the high roof. It was easily a forty foot drop to the ground but they didn’t so much as twist an ankle as they landed flawlessly. I realised that my saviour was none other than Yumi still dressed as Magi-Cute Sky.
“Who the fuck are…omphf!” The orb of Yumi’s sceptre struck the leader across the cheek. Immediately the two goons holding me let go and dived at her but with a punch and a kick they both went airborne and landed onto of their leader.
“Get off me you fools!” He began shoving to get them off him.
“Oh misguided ones, let the light of my soul purge the evil from yours!” Yumi declared using a line Magi-Cute Sky used when cleansing the evil from her enemies. It obviously wouldn’t work in real-life, or so I thought. Yumi had my phone in her other hand. With the three thugs targeted she quickly used the personality modifier on them. The change was instant. Immediately all three of them lost their aggression and slowly got up.
“Oh shit, what were we about to do?” They suddenly realised that what they had been doing was wrong. It was like they had been possessed before but were now of clear mind.
“We’re sorry for everything we’ve done!” They cried. They were genuinely sorry. They kept on begging for forgiveness from us.
“You were being misguided by a dark force but I’ve freed you now. Now go, make up for the wrongs you have committed!”
“Thank-you for helping us!” With a change of heart they left us be to seek out those in need of help.
“Are you two okay?” Yumi helped me and the other girl to our feet. It had been an unsettling event for her but she seemed alright now.
“T-thank-you, but who are you?”
“Me? I’m just a masked hero!” Yumi proudly declared. She was getting too much into this but the girl she had saved was eating it up.
“Thank you so much!” With that she returned to the convention centre. Those thugs wouldn’t be targeting her or anyone else for that matter again. Now that we were alone I could speak to Yumi properly.
I started by saying “Thanks.”
“I’m glad my partner is unharmed. It is our duty as Magi-Cutes to purge the darkness from the souls of those taints by it.” I was beginning to fear she had gone off the deep end.
“Unharmed huh?” I rubbed my arm where they had grabbed me. “I wouldn’t say that but I’m glad you showed up before they went any further.” I was sure that if Yumi hadn’t shown up they would have raped me.
“I felt your cry for help and responded. Don’t worry; in the future you’ll have no trouble dealing with them.” Yumi flexed her muscles while saying that. I realised the reason she had been able to beat up those three guys without breaking a sweat was because she had used the app to make herself stronger. She had the body of a teenage girl, but enough strength to wrestle a bull to the ground. With the power of the app she had turned herself into a real magical girl, and as her partner I’d have that strength as well.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You cry out for help. Thing get rough but suddenly Yumi appears and kicks the thugs asses under the guide of being a superhero. She's enhanced her body with the app to make herself really strong so easily deals with the thugs. She calls you her partner and you get a feeling this won't be the last time she'll be beating up crooks.<<endif>>
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[[Later|Mahou1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I clenched my fist and swung it hard striking the guy holding me on the nose. It temporarily stunned him and I broke free but I was grabbed before I could get away. The next thing I knew I had been thrown onto the ground. Two of the thugs were soon on top of me pinning me down.
“Let go!” I tried to fight my way out but it was impossible.
“Fucking bitch.” The guy I hit on the nose was pissed. “Can I fuck her?” He asked the guy holding the other girl. They pulled down my skirt and quickly shoved my own panties <<click "into my mouth">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Pantygag.png]]<</replace>><</click>> to keep me from calling out for help.
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“Go ahead.” Those words made me tremble but I was helpless. One of them kept me pinned as the other dropped his trousers and took out his dick. I was completely helpless he lifted me up while searching for my hole with his cock. When he found it he didn’t hesitate to <<click "shove it inside.">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/Consex2.png]]<</replace>><</click>> The feeling of getting violated was horrible. I just wanted it to end so I could crawl away and cry but my ordeal had only just begun.
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“Let’s join in shall we?” Their leader pulled down the skirt of the girl he was holding as his thugs held me, unable to do anything but take it. The other girl weakly cried out as their leader pushed her against the wall with his cock invading her pussy. Like me she tried to fight it but we were both helpless. They tore away all our clothes leaving us completely naked. The one raping me held me from behind, forcing me to watch the other girl as he continued violating me.
“I want in too!” There were three guys but only two girls. The man behind me pushed me forward like a toy. The other man grabbed hold of me and started raping me as well. I thought it couldn’t get any worse but I was wrong. The man behind me spread my ass then pressed his dick against my ass.
“Oh she’s trying to keep me out,” he laughed. I clenched hard to deny him access but it wasn’t enough. His cock broke through and painfully invaded my ass.
They started passing us around, taking turns violating us using not just our ass and pussies but also our mouths. The foul taste of cock mixed with the taste of my violated pussy was the most repulsive thing I’d ever tasted. I just wanted this to end but they kept on going until they were completely satisfied.
“I’m gonna cum!” The three of them in succession sprayed their seed over our violated bodies. They even started jacking off to get every last drop out, leaving us both covered with their sticky white cum.
“Fuck that was fun. Let’s leave these two cum dumpsters here in case somebody else wants to use them.” They left us lying on the cold ground. I felt broken, like I had lost something I would never get back. I didn’t return to the convention centre after that. I felt like the moment I stepped through those doors everyone would turn and look at me like they knew what had just happened, seeing me as the piece of trash I was.
I waited outside in my torn clothes until Yumi finally came looking for me.
“Holy shit Joe what happened?” Only a blind man wouldn’t notice something was wrong.
“Get me my phone.” She wanted an explanation but I refused to give her one. She returned to the convention centre and returned with my phone in her hand. I quickly snatched it from her. There was one thing on my mind and that was…<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Your attempt to fight back fails. They pinning you to the ground and waste little time shoving their dicks inside you. Your helpless as they rape you and when they're done they toss you aside. Later Yumi finds you and gives you your phone. There is only one thing on your mind.<<endif>>
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[[Getting Revenge|Day5Venge]]
[[Wanting To Forget|Day5Forget]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Next time I met those assholes things were going to be very different.
“Joe did something happen?” Yumi was concerned but I didn’t want her involved.
“Don’t concern yourself with it, or what I’m about to do next.” Since today’s events were over there was no reason for me to remain in this form. I turned back to my normal self but it didn’t ease the feeling of being violated or my desire for revenge. Yumi tried to figure out what had happened but I didn’t tell her.
Once home I decided to test out one of the app’s features I had yet to use. The memory alteration feature had a few useful functions including the ability to allow you to relive an event from memory. I didn’t want to go through what had happened today a second time, but it was necessary for there was something hidden in that memory I needed. I sat back on my bed then used the relive function on myself. Immediately my vision changed as I went from being on my bed to back at the convention centre. I heard myself talking and in front of me were the three assholes who I had just confronted. I couldn’t act or influence events in anyway, but what I could do was pay close attention to the finer details. I looked at their faces and burned them into my eyes, and then I focused on their lanyards. The lanyards were colour coded. Red was for staff, green meant it was only valid on Friday and blue was weekend pass. All three of them were wearing blue lanyards which meant there was a very high possibility I’d be seeing them again tomorrow. Now I knew they were coming back, I could make plans to deal with them when they did.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>TBD<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day6Venge]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I stepped out of the portable toilet having finished relieving myself and to my surprise Yumi was standing there.
“You need the toilet as well?” She must have followed me out although she had a concerned look on her face.
“Joe… What’s the last thing you remember?” That was an odd question.
“Um… going to the toilet like I said I was, why?” I noticed Yumi was clutching my phone.
“You…” Yumi was clearly on the fence about telling me something. “Never mind. You made the decision so I won’t question it.” What was she talking about?
“Did something happen?” I asked.
“Yeah, but whatever it was you decided you were better off just forgetting about it.” I returned to the convention centre confused about what had happened.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Having erase your memories you have no idea that anything happened. You step out of the toilet the second time believing it to be the first. You return to the booth to continue working.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day5Home]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“We have a demo on the app store that you can download anytime,” I said with an energetic smile. There were a lot more people here today than yesterday but I was constantly on the lookout for the three from yesterday. I had modified my costume to add in a hidden pocket for my phone. When those three showed up I would be ready. I had a view of the main entrance from where I was standing so it was only a matter of time before they walked through it.
“So are you dressed as the main character?” The eyes of the guy I was speaking with were bouncing between my breasts and the breasts of the girl on the poster behind me.
“Do you like it? I love cosplaying interesting characters.” I didn’t know anything about the girl I was dressed as but neither did the man I was speaking to. I gave him a bright smile as my eyes drifted past him to glance at the door once more. My smile turned sinister as I saw them. The three assholes from yesterday had just walked through the door.
“So when will the full game be out?” I had to deal with this guy first.
“Oh the full game is also finished and on the app store.” I showed him the flier which had all the information on it. "You can also sign up for our news letter." I showed him the sheet for him to write his email. He bent down to write giving me a chance to escape.
“Toilet break,” I told Yumi before diving through the crowd. The three assholes had stopped in the centre of the convention centre to point at other cosplayers and make remarks about their outfits. They had devised their own rating system that seemed entirely based on two factors, how skinny a girl was and how much skin she was showing.
“Check out the 1 outta 10 over there. Maybe we should get lunch early before she eats the food truck.” They were practically shouting as if they wanted everyone nearby to hear their insults. Their rude behaviour was causing people to avoid walking near them which made them easily targets for me. With a clear shot I took out my phone and selected all three of them with the poser which I could use to control them. If I wanted to I could order them to go outside and thrown themselves in the river but that wasn’t the kind of revenge I was after.
“You will go outside to the spot you raped those girls yesterday,” I whispered into my phone. The power of the poser function implanted my command into their heads.
“Hey let’s head round back,” one of them suggested and the other two instantly agreed. The poser was convenient in that it made the person under its influence think anything they did was their own choice. There was probably a limit to how far that could stretch but that wasn’t a concern for this. The three of them headed out the side exit then towards the rear, returning to the scene of the crime.
“Now you will enter a trance and not wake up until told.” The three of them stopped moving and just looked ahead with vacant stares. I walked in front of them and waved my hand in front of their eyes but they didn’t so much as blink.
“Excellent.” Next up would be a spot of body swapping. I didn’t want to put myself in a trance so I used a more round about method to switch my body with the body of the leader. I then issued a few more commands, took his place and let events resume.
“And awake!” Time resumed and immediately a girl dressed in a familiar pink outfit tripped out from behind the dumpster and landed in front of us. It was the leader of the group inside my body.
“Oh look guys. The slut from yesterday’s back for another round,” I declared. The two goons to either side of me had no idea that I wasn’t who they thought I was, and that the girl in front of them was their boss.
“What’s going on?” Their leader was obviously very confused. He looked down and was shocked to see himself in my, or rather Yumi’s, body. I almost felt sympathy, not!
“I’ve got a little present for you.” I pulled from my back pocket a ball gag. She looked horrified as the realisation of what was going on began to set in. Before she could cry for help or try to explain who she really was I pounced, pinning her down and firmly secured the gag to her mouth preventing speech. She could still beg for help, but I just used that against her.
“Looks guys she is begging for our cocks.” They both were smiling lustfully. “Let’s help her out and get her out of these clothes.” Under my instruction they began stripping her although there wasn’t much to strip. She cried helplessly with begging eyes but why would I give her something she never gave me? With her clothes remove and my shaft erect I got straight to the dirty. Held down by my new comrade she was unable to do anything was I drove <<click "my cock into her">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ConsexR.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. It was fantastic. The feeling of power as I raped her was intoxicating but not as intoxicating as my desire for revenge been quenched.
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“What about us?” My two minions had their own desires that needed satisfied. I pulled out and lifted our victim from the floor.
“Well she has two holes.” She obviously heard me as she cried out loudly in protest to my suggestion. I kept her under control as my minions positioned themselves on either side of her. She tried desperately to explain to them who she really was but with the gag in her mouth she couldn’t. She was completely at the mercy of her friends as they filled both her holes with their cocks. I watched as her will to resist was slowly eroded away. With her will to resist gone she began to succumb to the pleasure. One of my minions had reached his limit and after filling her ass with cum slumped to the ground. The other bent her over and kept on going which gave me an idea. I remove the gag but she was too lost to say anything. Her mouth was empty for long as presented her with my cock and she eagerly accepted, sucking what was her own dick with vigour. She was completely broken. She hit her orgasm but we didn’t stop until all three of her holes with filled with our seed.
“Wow what a slut, think she’s ready for round two?” My first minion had recovered and was ready for more.
“Oh yeah, when we’re done she won’t be able to live without a cock in one of her holes.” The three of them were soon in the midst of a threesome again. With a cock in her mouth and another in her ass I decided it was time to turn them back to normal. It took them a moment to realise what had happened but when they did both of my minions pulled out.
“Mack?” So that was his name. “What’s going on?” They were confused so I decided to clear things up.
“It’s simple, that girl you enjoy raping was actually your friend, and judging by his expression he really liked it.” Despite being himself again Mack had a ravaged expression. I may have used the app to cause him to break so fast but there was no reason to mention that to them.
“That was Mack? Then who are you?”
“Someone you’ll regret fucking with.” I targeted them all with the app and made a quick change. I robbed all three of them of their manhood, turning them into bimbo versions of themselves. With that there was one last chance to make. I selected all three of them again along with myself then triggered the apps ultimate feature. The entire world was changed to reflect their new image. Memories of them, photos, everything was changed so that it would seem they had always been the women they were now.
“Enjoy your new lives.” I walked away with those words. Once out of sight I turned back to Yumi and returned to the convention centre with a smile on my face. I’d keep what I had did a secret from Yumi. She had no reason to know what I was using my power for plus I didn’t want her to stop me from using it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>TBD<<endif>>
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[[Someday In The Future|VengeEnd]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Short and nerdy, there was no shortage of people who fitted those criteria in a place like this. I scanned the floor and quickly spotted someone who was a <<click "walking cliché">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Nerdguy.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. He was short, had black hair and was wearing a pair of thick ass glasses. His loose clothing covered most of his body to disguise his lack of muscle. The way he nervously avoided looking directly at the women around him just screamed virgin. He was going to be a lot of fun to tease.
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He had stopped to look at a table selling miniature figures, perfect. I walked over and stood right beside him in what some would call a personal space violation. He tried moving away but that was what I wanted him to do.
“I don’t bite,” I teased him. I quickly grabbed his arm to prove that I wasn’t a vicious shark. It was the most contact he had from a girl he wasn’t related to in months. He wasn’t sure if he should look away or play along.
“Not very good with women I see, what’s your name?” Ah teasing him like this was so fun.
“M-mark.” He was so nervous.
“Hello Mark, I’m… well right now I’m Magi-Cute Heart.” I gave him a playful wink. “You here alone?”
“Y-yeah.” Excellent. He was all mine.
“Oh? No girlfriend?”
“I’m um, no, I’m single.” Oh god it was so amusing seeing his gaze bouncing between my breasts and eyes. He knew that proper etiquette dictated he maintained eye contact, but his desire to peer at my tight top was fighting against him. If this guy was ever going to get a girlfriend he’s need to learn to be less reserved. Fortunately I was here to help.
“You’re fun, come this way, there’s something I want to show you.” I led him outside and around the side of the building to the same spot I had my way with those three thugs from yesterday. This time things would be a little more private.
“Here we are,” I declared innocently. He looked around confused and slightly worried. I quickly advanced on him, pushing him against the wall and locking my lips with his. His expression was priceless. The cogs in his brain were on the brink of burning out as he tried to figure out if this was real-life, or just another one of his wet dreams.
“Don’t be so shy,” I teased rubbing my hand across the bulge in his pants. “You were hoping this was going to happen, why else would you follow me? If I was a dishonest woman I could have had a group of my buddies waiting here ready to jump you.” I unzipped his pants and freed his cock. Unfortunately it wasn’t the behemoth I was hoping for but it would still satisfy me to some degree.
“I…um…ah…” His brain couldn’t put together any more than two letters. His cock however knew full well what was happening and was ready to go even if he wasn’t. I bent down and rubbed it between my hands then opened my mouth and brought it inside. It was strange how addictive the strong taste was. My prey just stood still as I orally cleaned his shaft, getting it ready for the next part. He was like a life-size doll; I gently pushed him down to the ground then lowered myself onto him, resting his tip against the entrance of my puss.
“Do you want to take me or shall I do all the work?” I asked him. He nervously raised his hands and grabbed my thighs. He was finally breaking out of his shell. He thrust upwards and I felt him enter me. His technique was still lousy so I took over, <<click "riding him">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/ConsexN.png]]<</replace>><</click>> cowgirl style as he lay back and let his years of virginity finally come to an end.
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“Can I touch you?” Even now with his dick deep inside me he still was hesitant to make a move.
“If I said no would you stop?” I stopped moving, waiting for his answer. He really had been raised a good boy who wouldn’t look a woman unless she gave him explicated permission to. Was this what the world was coming to? Not if I could help it. I remained still, resisting my own urges to carry on. He remained still as well as he tried to figure out what he was meant to be doing. I didn’t say anything. A minute went past followed by another; we were both uncomfortable but him more so than me. Finally something in his head clicked and he began to rock his hips again.
“I didn’t say you could continue.” He stopped and waited for further instruction but I had none to give him. If he was ever going to get a girlfriend he’d need to learn to take the initiative.
“Can I move?” I didn’t answer. His body was aching and his cock was demanding he continue. Finally his body’s urges surpassed him own hesitations. He twisted his body to get comfy, but his cock demanded more and he slowly began thrusting again.
“Did I give you permission?” I repeated.
“You didn’t say I couldn’t.” He was finally getting it. I continued rocking my hips and with both of us moving together the pleasure doubled. It was true, virgins were pretty terrible at sex but now that he had cast aside that label he could turn into a man capable of pleasing a woman.
“I’m sorry, I’m gonna cum!” He still needed a bit of work though.
“Don’t, you are not to cum inside me. Understand?” I said that, but I had no intention of getting off him. He was trapped beneath me, his load ready to blow but he was trying desperately to hold it in. I moved faster, stimulating his cock further knowing that eventually the cork would pop. I watched his face as he closed his eyes to focus every fibre of his body into keeping it inside. God this was amazing. I could feel it, my own orgasm rising up inside me. I tried to hold back as well but it was fruitless.
“I’m sorry!” He lost control and I felt an eruption inside me. A warm flush filled me as I too hit my orgasm as we cried out. I collapsed onto of him a moment later, his cock finally sliding free leaving a white trail behind it.
“How does it feel to be a man?” I whispered. I didn’t get an answer but I knew that it was nowhere near as good as being a woman.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You find you target and bring him around back for some fun. You claim your victim's virginity, orgasming as you <<click "ride him">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/ConsexN.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.<<endif>><div id="imago2"></div>
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“Oooh.” I spotted the perfect candidate. Standing above the crowd was a towering man dressed in all black with a tight white shirt. He might’ve been cosplaying as a street vigilante or maybe that was just how he dressed. Either way <<click "I wanted him">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Tallguy.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. Just imagining him grabbing my hips and lifting me up was making me moist. Like me he had an exhibitor's armband. He was stood behind a table lined with what looked like replica swords. Fate had just thrown me a freebee.
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“Nice sword,” I greeted approaching his table.
“Thanks girl, I hear that a lot but I’ll say it’s the first time anyone’s said it to me outside the bedroom.” He was already on the same page as me.
“Oh? Now I’m curious."
“You come round mine tonight and I’ll give you a free demonstration of my sword play.” This guy had no shortage of confidence. Now I really was curious about what he was packing.
“Well I know a spot out back...”
“Out back? Girl I thought better of you. If your pants go down that easy you need to buy a belt. Tell you what, you come find me later once the doors shut and I’ll take you on a ride you won’t ever forget.”
“I'll remember your offer.” I hope his words were more than just words. I returned to our oww booth eager to see if he was serious about what he had said.
After several hours the day’s events finally drew to a close. Since we’d be returning tomorrow there was no need for us to pack anything up.
“Head home without me,” I told Yumi as I headed off to find the man from earlier. He was still by his stall throwing a sheet over his merchandise in preparation for the next day. There wasn’t any need for small talk. We both were serious so and I left the convention centre in the passenger seat of his car.
That night he treated me to dinner before bringing me back to his bedroom. We talked a little but most of it was flirting. I learned his name was Basal and nothing else was really important.
“Welcome to my bedroom.” He opened the door for me and it was like someone spraying body spray into my face. The thin curtains were closed, basking the room in a dull orange glow from the setting sun.
“Wow,” I said stepping into his bedroom. It was like a snapshot of his soul. The décor was a mix of the tribal and modern. You could tell that this was a man who lived in the present but was proud of the past. His king sized bed felt like it was calling out to me, beckoning me in. That night I learned a whole new meaning to what it meant to be a woman.
He was firm but gentle. He touched me like a lover and it didn’t take him long to work out my bodies most sensitive spots. He soon knew this body better than I did and the way he <<click "held me from behind">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/ConsexT.png]]<</replace>><</click>> as he slid his cock in and out of me, it was more than just pleasure I felt.
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There was something else, something that made our love making magical. It was something that could only be learned through experience and I was glad I had found the perfect man to teach me. He knew how to conserve his energy and our love making lasted long into the morning before we both finally reach exhaustion and conceded to our bodies’ desire for sleep. It was just a one night stand yet it felt like more. I couldn’t help but ask the question of just what else was out there.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You choose you target and try to seduce him. He doesn't seem interested in having cheap sex and offers a romantic evening instead. You accept that night he <<click "teaches you what sex">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ConsexT.png]]<</replace>><</click>> can truly be.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
[[Someday in the future|Day6STE]]
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“Excuse me, you can’t be in here.” Wearing a green apron bearing the logo of the company that ran this shop was a cute part-timer. He was young, innocent and hard-working despite being underpaid.
“It’s okay, your manager said it was alright.” That wasn’t entirely untrue although I may have used the Reborn app to convince her to turn a blind eye. I stepped over and took off his apron.
“I’m at work, I can’t.” He gently tried to refuse me but his body didn’t lie about what he really wanted.
“Don’t be afraid, just sit back and let me take you to a place there is no coming back from.” I unfastened his belt and grabbed the waist of his trousers. This was my favourite part. It was like opening a mystery box and you didn’t quite know was inside. I pulled down his trousers and boxers and unleashed the biggest monster I’d ever seen on a boy of this height.
“Wow, I bet all the sluts at your school would be lining up if they knew you were this big.” I welcome his dick into my mouth but it was too big for me to reach the base. This was going to feel real good inside me.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>After the event at the con, you feel a desire to claim more virgin cock. You live your life slaying virgins and creating men.<<endif>>
~ End - The Slayer of Virgins ~
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“Pour me another,” I requested. The barman titled the old bottle, filling up my shot glass with some of the best alcohol I’d ever tasted.
“You’ve good taste,” complimented the man next to me in his local tongue. The bottle was being split between us with of us using ill-gotten gains to pay the bill. It had been two months since I spent the entire night in the arms of a skilled lover. Now I was travelling the world sampling the best dick it had to offer. The man drinking next to me was next on my list. Using the Reborn app I could learn the native tongue of any country instantly. It also ensured that pregnancy and disease were both things that would never bother me as I could just reset my body, or rather Yumi’s body. I had modified it a little but I had grown attached to it.
“What brings you here?” The man next to me asked.
“I’m just a traveller looking for a bed with a little heat.” I sipped on my shot glass savouring the taste.
“A bed with some heat? I can help you with.” I smiled and placed my hand on his knee. It felt firm, tonight was going to be a good one. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>After experiencing what a real man could bring, you start travelling the world to experience all the different cocks the world has to offer.<<endif>>
~ End - A World of Sex ~
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[[Start Adventure]] <img id="banner" src="images/IntroPic.png"><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Hey I had a really good idea, how about cat ears?” Yumi suggested. I had arrived at her place early that Saturday. Instead of taking a bus Simon would be picking us up and driving us to the convention centre. I'd already transformed into my pink haired alter ego.
“This is normally where I say no, but I know how persistent you can be. So I’m assuming you have some cat ears and a tail for me to try on?” That was usually how this went.
“Actually I only had the idea last night. I didn’t have time to prepare anything but we can always improvise.”
“Let me guess, you want to use the Reborn app to turn me into a cat girl.” I knew how Yumi’s mind worked. It was pretty clear where this was going.
“Great minds think alike. Give me your phone, I have an idea.” I passed her my phone wondering what she had planned. I had explored every menu it had and there wasn’t anything I knew off that would make it easy for her to give me feline features.
“If I recall you said the app could now target two people and allow you to merge their image right?”
“Yeah, what about it?”
“Well…” Yumi walked over to her window and held up the phone to capture the image of someone outside. “What if the targets don’t have to be a human?” She pressed the copy button once on her target then a second time on me. The app took my appearance and merged it with the appearance of the other target. She cringed at the result then turned the screen around to show me.
“Oh lord.” On screen was a grotesque fusion between me and a cat. The app may have allowed Yumi to fuse my image with a cat but the projected result wasn’t a pleasant one.
“Hold on, I’ll modify it.” I’d learned from my testing that you could alter the balance of the two original images to say make it 90% one person and 10% the other. Yumi tweaked it a little then showed me the result.
“What have you done to me?” I prayed that she didn’t press the apply button as on screen was I believe the internet called a furry. It was humanoid but covered in cat fur with feline facial features.
“Wouldn’t it be funny…”
“No! No it wouldn’t,” I snapped before she completed that sentence. “If you give me claws the first thing I’ll do is use them to give you a new face,” I threatened. Yumi got the message and began fine tuning the image she was creating.
“Okay I’ve got it, let’s see if this works.” <<click "She pressed apply">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NekoJoe.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and I felt my body go fuzzy in two places, my scalp and my posterior.
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“Did it work?” I asked her. Her eyes lit up like the most adorable thing had just appeared in front of her. I barely got time to react before she pounced and began rubbing her cheek against mine like I was a cuddly pet.
“You’re so cute, hey can you feel this?” She pinched my ears, my new feline ears. I felt a tingly sensation run through my body sapping away my strength. I lost the energy to push her way as she fondled my hypersensitive new ears. Next she went for my tail and began stroking that as well.
"Yumi... it feels weird!" Obviously this wasn't how this should feel. There must have been a problem with the fusion. Being touched on either my new ears or tail left me unable to fight back. They were so sensitive that they completely overwhelmed me.
“Hey can you purr for me?” Yumi looked at me expectantly.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Yumi decides to use the app to fuse you with a cat giving you cat ears and a feline tail. Overwhelmed by your new cuteness she requests you purr for her.<<endif>>
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[[Refuse|Day6Refuse]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Looking into her eyes made me feel complacent. She rubbed my ears again and just like a cat I purred.
“Good girl,” she whispered petting me. Her hands began to move further down, touching my original ears. The way she caressed my body just made me feel secure, like I could trust her with my life. She kissed me on the neck and I purred again.
“You really sound just like a cat, I guess there more cat inside that body than I intended. It’s really cute. You’re my little pet.” Her lips moved downwards, running down my spine until she was at the base of my tail. My strength eased away as she stroked my tail between her fingers while kissing it gently.
“Oh you’re so wet.” Her fingers had found their way down to my dripping pussy. Already my fluids were running down my thigh and soaking into the carpet. Yumi had no trouble sliding her fingers inside me. Her fingers went in deep, searching for my most sensitive spots. Inside this was still Yumi’s body and she knew right where to touch me.
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“Yumi… Please…” I wanted her to keep on going, to make me feel better than I ever had. The sensation of having my ears toyed with mixed with the pleasure from my sex and combined into something unimaginable. I couldn’t think. My thoughts were drown in the sea of pleasure and I continued to purr and moan. The world around disappeared as everything turned to a flash of white. The only thing I could hear was my own voice I was cried out from the most intense orgasm I ever had.
When I finally regained my senses I was resting with my head on Yumi’s knee.
“Can you move? We need to leave soon.” How long was I gone? I wanted to continue lying here like this but sadly time wasn’t infinite. I slowly got up and noticed Yumi wasn’t quite the same as before.
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“It would be silly if only you had ears right?” Poking out of her hair was a pair of cat ears much like mine. Together we made a really cute pair.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You purr for Yumi causing her to leap ontop of you. She toys with your body as your new weak spots leave you helpess to resist.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Day6Con]]
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“No,” I replied giving her a stern look.
“Please,” she begged rubbing my ears. This was too much, I had to do something. Using what strength I could muster I broke free and reclaimed my phone.
“It’s not fair I’m the only who gets their ears rubbed.” Applying the same change to Yumi that she had given me wasn’t that difficult. Soon she also had two pointed ear protruding from her scalp and a sleek tail gently swaying behind her. Since she should now share the same weakness as me I quickly pinched and began rubbing her ears.
“Ahhh,” she weakly cried. Her legs turned to jelly and she slumped down now at my mercy. Her expression was adorable; I could understand why she felt the desire to rub her cheek against mine.
“How does it feel?” I teased, continuing to rub her.
“It’s weird… is this what cat’s feel like?” I doubted it. Cats weren’t paralysed by having their ears touched. Yumi must have accidently made our ears hypersensitive. I wasn’t complaining, now she was at my complete mercy. She really was like a cute little kitten like this. They say to help owners bond with pets they should share a little skin ship so I began rubbing my body against Yumi’s. My hand drifted down to inside her panties and I ran my fingers between her dripping folds.
“You’re really enjoying this.” I slid a finger inside her and felt her walls push against me, inviting me further inside. My first finger was joined by another two. With my three fingers <<click "pleasuring her">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Yumisex2.png]]<</replace>><</click>>, Yumi began to moan. I kept my other hand on her scalp, toying with her ears as she succumbed to my assault.
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“Joe… please… I can’t…Ahhh!” She tried so hard to be the dominant one, but under my touch she purred just like the cat she was. “Joe I’m cumming!” She couldn’t hold any longer and I felt her pussy clench around my fingers as she came. I brought my lips to her feline ear and nibbled her a little.
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“How did that feel my little pet?” Her blissfully expression was priceless. Seeing a girl completely incapacitated by pleasure felt empowering.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You refuse to purr then turn the tables on Yumi. She is soon cumming from your touch as you pleasure her into submission.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>The convention Centre was even busier today than yesterday. Me and Yumi were swarmed with crowds checking out our booth. Having two cute girl cats pulling the crowds gave us a serious edge over the competition. Not everyone wanted to talk about the game though; there were plenty of people who ever more interested in me and Yumi. We were complemented on how life-like our ears and tails were more than I could count. Fellow cosplayers were also always asking how we got them to be so lifelike which was a question I couldn’t answer for obvious reasons.
“I just followed a video I saw online,” I explained every time the question came up. The hard part was when people wanted to feel it. I had to pretend that I didn’t feel a thing. This was especially difficult when people stroked it. It took everything I had to not crumble from the hypersensitivity. It was a long day and I on several occasions use the Reborn app to cure my aching feet. Finally proceedings reached their end and I was able to walk out of the convention centre a free man or rather a free cat girl.
When I returned home I looked at myself in the mirror at my face, my real face.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>At the convention centre your new look attracts a lot of attention and questions. You brush most of them off with ease. After its all said and done you look at your real face and wonder which you prefer.<<endif>>
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Like yesterday Yumi and I worked to pull in the crowds. After two days of doing this it had become rather mundane though. I looked at the clock constantly waiting for the final announcement instructing people to head home. Finally late afternoon the speakers chimed and the voice of the convention organisers floated through the convention centre.
“Great work. I can’t believe how much attention we got.” Simon gave us both a pat on the back. “I mean, I’ve been watching the traffic to our servers. The spike in downloads we got far exceeds what we usually experience. I’ll pay you both a bonus.”
“Pay?” We were getting paid? I looked at Yumi and her reaction told me everything I needed to know. She had been keeping the fact we were being paid a secret.
“Well I wanted you to come because you wanted to, not because of the money,” she explained. Such a cheesy excuse but I believed her. She wasn’t the type of person to steal my share. We helped Simon disassemble the stall and pack everything up. Once we were done we headed outside and lined up at the empty bus stop.
“Ah.” We looked at the bus timetables and realised something. Beneath the Sunday bus times there were no numbers, just three words.
‘No Sunday Service.’ My jaw dropped. I turned to Yumi who wasn’t bothered by it.
“I forgot about that, well that’s okay. We can just get a taxi.”
“Do you have any money?” Yumi checked her pockets then pulled out a piece of paper.
“All I have is this booking reference for that hotel next to the convention centre.” She showed me the piece of paper. It was exactly what she said it was but why was she carrying this around. I looked at the date and that was when I saw the truth.
“Yumi, this is for tonight.”
“Really? Well isn’t that convenient. Let’s stay at the hotel tonight then get a bus in the morning.” People didn’t just happen to have booking references in their name in their pocket. Yumi had planned this knowing that there would be no bus today. Simon couldn’t drive us because his car will filled with pieces of his booth. I had no money so I couldn’t get a taxi so my only real choice was to accept Yumi’s suggestion.
Since Yumi had the booking reference the check-in procedure was effortless. The hotel staff was used to having people in cosplay so didn’t say a word about our attire. We were given our key cards then headed up to our room where we would spend the night. The first thing I noticed was that our room was had a double bed as opposed to two singles. I’m sure if I brought it up Yumi would say that was all they had which would probably be a lie. My stomach grumbled reminding me of the fact I hadn’t eaten since this morning.
“I’m hungry.” I regretted not bringing money even more.
“We could order room service; they charge it to my card so having cash isn’t an issue.” I’d would normally feel bad about ringing up a bill someone else was going to pay, but this entire situation was Yumi’s fault so why not. We ordered food then sat back and waited for it to arrive.
“Now that the event is over, how much did you enjoy it?”
“Enjoy the event or enjoy being a cat eared doll? It was interesting but I’ll be glad to be done with it.” If Yumi was expecting this event to open my eyes and make me fall in love with this body she was wrong.
“Oh…” She sounded a little disappointed. Eventually a cart of food arrived and an hour later an empty card left. The food was nice, bringing the weekend’s events to a delicious end. There was only one thing really left to do.
“Time to turn back into me,” I declared taking out my phone.
“Wait!” Yumi’s voice stopped me. “Can you stay like that tonight? Please.” She got closer to me, touching my hand slowly undoing my hold on my phone.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>After the convention finishes you head back to a hotel with Yumi. There she opens her heart and things get romantic. You are adamant however you have no desire to stay as a woman.<<endif>>
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Like yesterday Yumi and I worked to pull in the crowds. After two days of doing this it had become rather mundane though. I looked at the clock constantly waiting for the final announcement instructing people to head home. Finally late afternoon the speakers chimed and the voice of the convention organisers floated through the convention centre.
“Great work. I can’t believe how much attention we got.” Simon gave us both a pat on the back. “I mean, I’ve been watching the traffic to our servers. The spike in downloads we got far exceeds what we usually experience. I’ll pay you both a bonus.”
“Pay?” We were getting paid? I looked at Yumi and her reaction told me everything I needed to know. She had been keeping the fact we were being paid a secret.
“Well I wanted you to come because you wanted to, not because of the money,” she explained. Such a cheesy excuse but I believed her. She wasn’t the type of person to steal my share. We helped Simon disassemble the stall and pack everything up. Once we were done we headed outside and lined up at the empty bus stop.
“Ah.” We looked at the bus timetables and realised something. Beneath the Sunday bus times there were no numbers, just three words.
‘No Sunday Service.’ My jaw dropped. I turned to Yumi who wasn’t bothered by it.
“I forgot about that, well that’s okay. We can just get a taxi.”
“Do you have any money?” Yumi checked her pockets then pulled out a piece of paper.
“All I have is this booking reference for that hotel next to the convention centre.” She showed me the piece of paper. It was exactly what she said it was but why was she carrying this around. I looked at the date and that was when I saw the truth.
“Yumi, this is for tonight.”
“Really? Well isn’t that convenient. Let’s stay at the hotel tonight then get a bus in the morning.” People didn’t just happen to have booking references in their name in their pocket. Yumi had planned this knowing that there would be no bus today. Simon couldn’t drive us because his car will filled with pieces of his booth. I had no money so I couldn’t get a taxi so my only real choice was to accept Yumi’s suggestion.
Since Yumi had the booking reference the check-in procedure was effortless. The hotel staff was used to having people in cosplay so didn’t say a word about our attire. We were given our key cards then headed up to our room where we would spend the night. The first thing I noticed was that our room was had a double bed as opposed to two singles. I’m sure if I brought it up Yumi would say that was all they had which would probably be a lie. My stomach grumbled reminding me of the fact I hadn’t eaten since this morning.
“I’m hungry.” I regretted not bringing money even more.
“We could order room service; they charge it to my card so having cash isn’t an issue.” I’d would normally feel bad about ringing up a bill someone else was going to pay, but this entire situation was Yumi’s fault so why not. We ordered food then sat back and waited for it to arrive.
“Now that the event is over, how much did you enjoy it?”
“Enjoy the event or enjoy being a cat eared doll? It was interesting but I’ll be glad to be done with it.” If Yumi was expecting this event to open my eyes and make me fall in love with this body she was wrong.
“Oh…” She sounded a little disappointed. Eventually a cart of food arrived and an hour later an empty card left. The food was nice, bringing the weekend’s events to a delicious end. There was only one thing really left to do.
“Time to turn back into me,” I declared taking out my phone.
“Wait!” Yumi’s voice stopped me. “Can you stay like that tonight? Please.” She got closer to me, touching my hand slowly undoing my hold on my phone.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>After the event is finished you and Yumi head to a hotel. There Yumi confesses her true feelings and asks you to stay as you are instead of turning back to normal. You are unable to deny her.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Day7HotelIntermid]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>As Yumi got closer to taking the remote from me my mind flashed back to the past.
<<if $DomEv1 is "no">>I thought back to when Yumi pushed me down in her bed and gave me my first orgasm.<</if>><<if $DomEv1 is "yes">>I thought back to when I pushed Yumi down in her bed made her lick my pussy.<</if>>
<<if $DomEv2 is "yes">>Then there was the time she failed to make me go outside dressed in this outfit.<</if>><<if $DomEv2 is "no">>Then there was the time I gave in to her whims and got on the bus in cosplay.<</if>>
<<if $DomEv3 is "no">>And lastly there was that time she made me purr like a cat while treating me like one.<</if>><<if $DomEv3 is "yes">>Then there was the time I refused to purr for her and instead took control.<</if>>
<<if $YumiEnd is "male">>One thing I was sure off though was my desire to remain a man.<</if>><<if $YumiEnd is "female">>One thing I was sure off though was my desire to try living as a girl.<</if>>
My mind returned to the situation at hand. She had almost gotten the remote out of my hand.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>No TL;DR Available for this scene.<<endif>>
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<<if $DomEv1 is "no">><<if $DomEv2 is "no">><<if $DomEv3 is "no">>[[Let her take it|YumiEnding1]]<</if>><</if>><</if>>
<<if $YumiEnd is "male">>[[Gently stop her|YumiEnding2]]<</if>>
<<if $YumiEnd is "female">>[[Gently stop her|YumiEnding3]]<</if>>
<<if $DomEv1 is "yes">><<if $DomEv2 is "yes">><<if $DomEv3 is "yes">><<if $YumiEnd is "male">>[[Take Control|YumiEnding4]] <</if>><</if>><</if>><</if>>
<<if $DomEv1 is "yes">><<if $DomEv2 is "yes">><<if $DomEv3 is "yes">><<if $YumiEnd is "female">>[[Take Control|YumiEnding5]]<</if>><</if>><</if>><</if>>
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>>I didn’t resist her and she slid my phone gently out of my hand.
“Good girl,” she whispered. She set my phone on the bedside table then pushed me down. This was how it always went, I never tried to take control and just let her sweep me along. She removed my clothes then spread my legs.
"You are so obedient, let me reward you." She buried her face between my legs. Her tongue teased my clit as her fingers slid inside me.
<img src="images/Hotelsex1.png">
She left no hole untouched and slid a finger into my anus as well as my pussy. My mind was enveloped by pleasure and she brought me to the first of many orgasms.
“You like this don’t you?” She asked me.
“Yes,” I answered.
“Good, I’ve got a surprise for you. Close your eyes.” I closed my eyes and waited. I wondered what the surprise would be. “Okay you can open them.” I opened my eyes and saw the biggest cock I’d ever seen and it was attached to Yumi’s body. She was still a girl, but with a dick that would put porn stars to shame.
“Do you want this? Do you want me to fill you up?”
“Yes.” No matter what she asked I’d always say yes. She moved to the base of the bed and spread my legs as wide as she could. The tip of her monster cock rubbed my pussy and Yumi used her hands to spread my juices along her shaft.
“Here I come.” She thrust forward, splitting me open as her massive cock stretched my pussy. It was painful at first. I felt like it would tear me open but as she began to move back and forth my pussy got used to her. The pain turned to pleasure and soon she had pushed me to my second orgasm of the night.
<img id="banner" src="images/Day7Hotel.png">
[[Someday in the future|YumiED1]]
“Yumi, this isn’t me.” I pushed her away then aimed the app at myself and turned back to normal. “This is me.”
“I know that. I like you but I also like the girl you.”
“You like me?” I pushed for clarification on what she meant by ‘like’.
“Yes like, as I sorta love but not quite love.” That was just like Yumi.
“I’m alright with being a girl sometimes, but not living as one. If I must confess I ‘like’ you as well.” I’d had sex with her several times now so I couldn’t deny I felt some connection with her. There was one thing I hadn’t done yet, and that was have sex with her properly in my real body. I placed a hand on her knee and looked at her in the eyes. We slowly lent in and kissed to show our genuine feelings towards each other.
“You’re right, I shouldn’t turn down something I’ve never tried,” Yumi said. She used the app to return to normal as well and then we got both got naked. We kissed again then got onto the bed. Yumi spread her legs inviting me inside. I accepted the invitation, slowly pushing my shaft into her. It was different than what we had done before. We were having sex properly for the first time and it felt like we shared a connection that had been absent before. Maybe it was just because of the normality of it all. No twincest or hypersensitive cat ears. Just the two of us with the same bodies were we born with. I even insisted Yumi recreate the pose I had been in the first time we did it, although the look on her face was one of pure pleasure when we did.
<img src="images/Hotelsex2.png">
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[[Someday in the future|YumiED2]]
I gently stopped her. “You don’t have to force me you know. If I’m honest I want to try living on like this but I also want to know that our relationship is more about looks.” Every time Yumi and I had had sex we were both girls. Did she not find the real me attractive, or was there another reason for that?
“Joe I’ll say it right now. I’d like you whatever body you’re in.” That was reassuring to hear. “It’s just that, if I’m honest, I’m not entirely comfortably around men. No let me rephrase that, I’m not comfortable getting into a relationship with a man. No let me try again.” Yumi was struggling to find the right for her feelings.
“Relax, just explain it properly.” I gave her all the time she needed.
“Joe, love is a scary thing. And when you are in love with someone controlling you feel so powerless so I’ve been trying to be the controlling one but… there’s been mixed results thus far.” So that was it. It was starting to make sense.
“Relationships aren’t about control, their…”
“Don’t worry. I’ll save you saying something nobody wants to hear.” Yumi cut me off before I could embarrass myself with a cheesy love speech. “We can express ourselves better with our bodies.” We lent in and kissed. We just did what our bodies wanted without thinking too much about it. We kissed, we touched and we spread our legs and rubbed our clits together.
<img src="images/Hotelsex3.png">
Maybe it wasn’t as pleasurable as some of our previous rounds, but unlike back then we had all night and we made full use of that time. I don’t even remember what time we stopped at, only that we missed school the next day.
<img id="banner" src="images/Day7Hotel.png">
[[Someday in the future|YumiED3]]
“Nice try.” I move my hand away then turned myself back to normal. Without missing a beat I pushed Yumi down on the bed. Every time Yumi tried to take control I always turned it around on her and this would be no exception. Each time she showed less resistance and this time there was barely any at all.
“You just aren’t the domineering type,” I gently told her. She may drag me along at her pace but she was never really in control. “Just sit back and let me make you feel real good.”
I removed her clothes and looked at her naked body. Her eyes longed for me. It reassuring that even in my real body she still longed for me. I answered her desire with a gentle touch. I wasn’t an animal, to really make her feel good I had to make her want me before I finally moved in. I went for her tail as I knew how sensitive it was. I watched her strength fade away as I stroked her then moved my chest to her chest to stroke her belly. She had tried to treat me like a pet but when I saw her like this it was clear who was more suited for that position.
Now she was ready and so was I. I spread her legs and slid a finger inside her. It was the first time I’d be able to use what God had given me so I wanted to be sure she was ready to take it all. I pushed forward and inserted myself into her. She squeezed gently around my cock as it entered her. It felt amazing, being a girl had its perks but at the end of the day nothing could compare to ‘being a man’.
<img src="images/Hotelsex4.png">
A long night of sex followed as me and Yumi cemented our relationship. It would be the last time she ever tried to take control as she came to realise that being the submissive one wasn’t at all a bad thing. I couldn’t tell you how many times either of us came, only that by morning we were both well spent.
<img id="banner" src="images/Day7Hotel.png">
[[Someday in the future|YumiED4]]
It was always amusing to see Yumi try to take control, but I wouldn’t give that to her. I quickly pushed her down on the bed and forcefully kissed her.
“You want this?” I teased holding the remote in front of her.
“Joe, don’t change back.”
“Hmm? Maybe you should persuade me. I’ll stay as a woman forever if you can make me cum using only your tongue and nothing else.” That was of course a slight lie. I had already made my decision regarding my gender but there was no reason to spoil the fun by telling Yumi. With her submissively lying on the bed, I lowered my pussy to her lips. She didn’t need any instruction to start as her tongue pushed into my snatch. I pressed my pussy against her mouth as her tongue lashed around inside me trying to make me cum.
<img src="images/Hotelsex5.png">
I couldn’t resist the urge to tease her. I sinisterly pitched her nose knowing that right now she couldn’t breathe through her mouth. Her eyes widened from the relationship of what I was doing yet she didn’t fight me. She begged me with her eyes to let go. I continued pitching her for a few more seconds then let go. The feeling of having complete control over another person, it was intoxicating and best of all I didn’t have to use the app to do it. Yumi had become my love slave voluntarily. The intoxicating feeling of power combined with the pleasure of being licked burned combined into the best feeling I had ever experienced. It was so good that I accidently allowed myself to cum. Yumi let out a muffled cry thinking she had won but this was far from over.
“I didn’t say stop.” She seemed hesitant but soon continued. We had plenty of sex that night but no matter the position I was always the dominant one.
<img id="banner" src="images/Day7Hotel.png">
[[Someday in the future|YumiED5]]
I set down my drink and checked my target was still dancing. He was, or at least he called it dancing because nobody had the guts to tell him how shit he was. You’d think a guy who had just used his parent’s money to get him out of a nasty court case would lay low for a while but not this guy. The as the second son of the third wife of a wealthy businessman. He was used to getting what he wanted and also followed in his father’s footsteps of using his money to sleep with the most attractive girl around. Sometimes money wasn’t enough though; sometimes he had to use other methods to getting what he wanted.
That was why I was here. In his pocket was a small tube containing a clear tasteless drug that when slipped into someone’s drink would make them a lot easier to bring back to the bedroom. He’d been caught before money was a wonderful thing when it came to keeping out of jail. Money however wouldn’t protect him from me. Since he was such a fan of using drugs to warp people’s minds I decided to give him a taste of his own medicine. I’d grown quite skilled with using the Reborn app.
“Yeah so I’m amazing cook, I’ve got this dish called the ‘Le meilleur plat jamais’.” His butchered French failed to impress the girl he was speaking with. When I first started delivering justice to these scum I was content with just swapping their lives around to make them the victims of their own crimes, but that got boring so I had invented a few games to play while doing it.
“I’m actually the star of the football team,” he tried everything to impress the girl. What he failed to notice was that with every lie he told his chest got larger. It was the Pinocchio game as I called it. Every time they told a lie I’d move the bimbo body scale up a little. He didn’t realise it but his body was slowly changing from that of a rich playboy to curvy bombshell. When he finally realised he started making quite a ruckus.
“You piece of shit, what did you put in my drink?” He barked at the bartender. Falsely accusing someone, that was technically also a lie. I moved the slider up a notch. Now he barely resembled the man he used to be.
“Hey, girl calm down. Let me buy you a drink.” Someone was already hitting on him.
“Fuck off you piece of shit, I’d never date someone like you.” Hmm, I’ll also consider that a lie. He was making quite the scene so I adjusted his personality a little to calm him down.
“No, this isn’t me.” He was looking at his face in the mirror now. Another lie, he just didn’t learn. When he finally left the club he had long curly hair, massive E cup breasts with plenty of cleavage and a trail of guys wolf whistling at him. Just so he’d have somewhere to go I used the mass memory alteration so make everyone think that was how he’d always been.
I left after that expecting that to be the end of it, but it wasn’t. I turned the corner but came to an abrupt halt as barring my way was a figure in a long crimson coat.
“You know, I usually punish people severely for abusing the power of the Reborn app,” she said to me as a greeting.
“How do you know about that?” Who was she and how did she know about the app.
“I’m Hunter, the one who hunts down the people abusing the power but… I can’t decide what to do with you. Dishing our ironic punishments to the scum of the earth, that’s something that describes us both.”
“I’m doing what the justice system doesn’t.” She laughed at my statement.
“It goes against my principle, but I’ll let you hold onto that power for a little while longer. You’re amusing to watch.” She laughed again them suddenly she was gone. I looked around but there was no sign of her.
“Strange.” If she was gone then there was nothing I could do. I had vowed to bring justice to the city’s scum and that wasn’t going to change just because of some mysterious encounter.
~ End - Justice Comes ~
<img id="banner" src="images/FutureCard.png">
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>>I heard the front door open but I didn’t go down to see who it was. I listened to the footsteps as she ascended the stairs to the bedroom. The doorknob turned and the door opened revealing Yumi in her business attire. Opposite her was me, a young woman tied to a bed with a vibrator in both her pussy and her ass. She looked at me like a hungry lion locked in a cage with its prey. I had become a toy to her, a toy that moaned when you touched it right and waited patiently for its owners return every time they left for work. I got to live in a world of pleasure without being burdened by the worries that had shackled me before.
“I think we’ll start early tonight,” Yumi announced, sliding out of her business clothes and climbing onto the bed to claim me. This had become our daily life and it was a life I wouldn’t trade away.
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~ End – Yumi’s pet ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]After that we only got closer. Two weeks later we announced to our friends we were officially dating. Yumi stopped trying to dress me up like a doll although that was mainly due to the loss of the Reborn app. Someone found out about the app and destroyed my phone to prevent us using the app. It was unfortunate but the app had allowed me to experience things I’d have never experienced otherwise and also brought me and Yumi closer together. Now we were in a fun sex filled relationship that I’d have never been able to hope for without it. Sure I sometimes wondered about the ‘what ifs’ but I was pretty happy with how things turned out.
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~ End – A regular relationship with Yumi ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]
After that we only got closer. Two weeks later we announced to our friends we were officially dating. Yumi stopped trying to dress me up like a doll but I did a good enough job at that myself really. Cute dresses, nice shoes and the perfect handbag. I owned them all and thanks to the Reborn app's mass memory alteration nobody found that at all unusual. Unfortunately shortly after I rewrote my own existance someone destroyed my phone to prevent us using the app. It meant I was forever stuck as a girl but I wasn't at all unhappy about it. The app had allowed me to experience things I’d have never experienced otherwise and also brought me and Yumi closer together. Now we were in a fun sex filled relationship that I’d have never been able to hope for without it. Sure I sometimes wondered about the ‘what ifs’ but I was pretty happy with how things turned out.
<img id="banner" src="images/futurecard.png">
~ End – A girly relationship with Yumi ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]
I had my hand under the desk holding my phone but it wasn't the Reborn app I was using. The world really had become an interesting place since getting the Reborn app. In the seat directly in front of me was Yumi. Our relationship was one we were hiding from our classmates but I suspected a few of them may have suspected something was going on between us. That something being that Yumi had essentially become my love slave. I flicked the virtual switch on my phone and immediately the device it was controlling kicked into action with a gentle hum. Yumi tensed up a little as the vibrator inside her pussy began vibrating. I told her this morning to keep it inside her all day and I could tell she had obeyed my command. It was controlled remotely by a partner app on my phone. I slowly increased the power and as the vibrations got stronger Yumi began to lean forward. Nobody around us noticed anything. They were all focused on the lesson. I doubted any of them would do anything if they knew, not during class anyway. I knew Yumi’s body as well as she did at this stage. I saw she was close to cumming so I abruptly stopped the vibrator leaving her right on the edge of orgasm. Her hands fidgeted around her skirt as she fought against the desire to continue. Teasing her like this was so fun and my thoughts were already on to what I’d try out tomorrow.
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~ End – Yumi my sub ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]I had my hand under the desk holding my phone but it wasn't the Reborn app I was using. The world really had become an interesting place since getting the Reborn app. In the seat directly in front of me was Yumi. Our relationship was one we were hiding from our classmates but I suspected a few of them may have suspected something was going on between us. That something being that Yumi had essentially become my love slave. I flicked the virtual switch on my phone and immediately the device it was controlling kicked into action with a gentle hum. Yumi tensed up a little as the vibrator inside her pussy began vibrating. I told her this morning to keep it inside her all day and I could tell she had obeyed my command. It was controlled remotely by a partner app on my phone. I slowly increased the power and as the vibrations got stronger Yumi began to lean forward. Nobody around us noticed anything. They were all focused on the lesson. I doubted any of them would do anything if they knew, not during class anyway. I knew Yumi’s body as well as she did at this stage. I saw she was close to cumming so I abruptly stopped the vibrator leaving her right on the edge of orgasm. Her hands fidgeted around her skirt as she fought against the desire to continue. Teasing her like this was so fun and my thoughts were already on to what I’d try out tomorrow.
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~ End – Yumi my lesbian sub ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]You are currently you normal-self with no unusual features.
<img src="images/NewJoe.png">
<<return>>
<img id="banner" src="images/chabanner.png"><<set $TLDR = "yes">>TL;DR Enabled. Passages will be abridged to summaries.
<<return>><<set $TLDR = "no">>TL;DR Disabled. Passages will appear as they were intended.
<<return>>Hana is your younger step-sister. She is currently herself.
She has a petite body with a flat chest. Her hair is a leafy green tied into twin tails.
<img src="images/NewHana.png">
<<return>>
<img id="banner" src="images/chabanner.png">[[App Update Log]]
--------Ms Angela is your English teacher. She has brown hair and wears a tight white blouse, short grey skirt and dark stockings. Male students can often been seen glancing at her ass and thighs.
<img src="images/NewAngela.png">
<<return>>
<img id="banner" src="images/chabanner.png">Dave is your best mate. He is rather proud of the pubescent fluff he calls a beard and believes himself to be a ladies man. Most ladies however view Dave as a pervert.
<img src="images/NewDave.png">
<<return>>
<img id="banner" src="images/chabanner.png">Yumi is one of your few female friends. When not in class she can usually be found with a phone in her hand mainly playing games or browsing the internet.
<img src="images/NewYumi.png">
<<return>>
<img id="banner" src="images/chabanner.png">Mei is one of your few female friends. She is athletic and on the school field hockey team and has good grades.
<img src="images/NewMei.png">
<<return>>
<img id="banner" src="images/chabanner.png">Kyoko is a girl in the year below. She's one of the shorter girls in school. You don't consider her a friend, but since she hangs around Mei you see her often.
<img src="images/NewKyoko.png">
<<return>>
<img id="banner" src="images/chabanner.png">Chloe is your step-mother. She has large breasts, a trait not shared by her daughter Hana. She is kind and has made living more bearable since entering your life.
<img src="images/NewChloe.png">
<<return>>
<img id="banner" src="images/chabanner.png">A mysterious woman.
<img src="images/NewHunter.png">
<<return>>
<img id="banner" src="images/chabanner.png">This is a spare characterYour dad tends to work late so isn't always around the house.
<img src="images/NewDad.png">
<<return>>
<img id="banner" src="images/chabanner.png">Cassidy is one of the popular girls. Notoriously for being a bitch. She can usually be found surrounded by guys trying to score points with her.
<img src="images/NewCassidy.png">
<<return>>
<img id="banner" src="images/chabanner.png">Mrs Clark is your maths teacher. She dishes out detentions like they have an expiry date, many of which have landed on you. She firmly believes that if you discipline a student enough their grades will improve.
<img src="images/NewClark.png">
<<return>>
<img id="banner" src="images/chabanner.png"><<if $TLDR is "no">>No reason to wait for tomorrow. I left my room in search of my little sister but needed only a single step before I knew where she was. I could hear music pouring out of her room making it clear she was there. I gently knocked the door but there was no response.
“Hana?” I called out turning the handle and poking my head inside. She saw me immediately, not through her own eyes but that of the mirror. <<click "She was topless">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/HanaScene2.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
and had her hands pressed against her chest trying to squeeze her flat chest into some cleavage. Her face went red and I quickly closed the door. The music stopped and moment later Hana pulled open the door now with a loose hoody covering her previously exposed chest.
<div id="imago"></div>
“Forget what you saw! All of it!” She ordered glaring at me.
“Even if you tell me to I can’t just…”
“Just do it!” She made it sound so easy. Well with the Reborn app it was probably actually possible but I was curious about what she had been doing.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You walk in on Hana trying to push her flat chest into some clevage. She demands you forget what you saw.<<endif>>
[[Offer to help|HanaR2]]
<img id="banner" src="images/day2part1card.png">
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>No reason to wait for tomorrow. I left my room in search of my step mother and found her sitting in the living room watching TV with her feet up. It was always awkward approaching her when she was alone unless I had something to talk about. Fortunately my dad had given me a great hook by simply not being there.
“Hey Chloe have you seen my dad?” I saw him at the dinner table so where was he now?
“His worked called him back to the office. Apparently there was a screw up and they are in a frenzy to get it fixed by the morning. Sometimes I wonder if it’s just an excuse to get out of cleaning the kitchen. I’d do it myself but my shoulder is suffering from old woman pains.” Chloe rubbed her left shoulder to emphasise the problem.
“You’re a bit young to be suffering from ‘old woman pains’.”
“Oh you flatter me. Enjoy your youth, it only comes round once.”
“Well…”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You find Chloe alone in the living room. She explains you Dad has gone out. She makes a joke about youth only coming round once.<<endif>>
[[Tell her that isn't true|ChloeM1]]
[[Just impersonate her|ChloeN1]]
<img id="banner" src="images/day2part1card.png">
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Or I could help you out,” I offered.
“You can’t. I’ve tried everything but nothing helps. I’m doomed to be flat chested forever!” Hana was getting emotional. Was having a flat chest really that big of a deal for girls? She didn’t even react as I snapped her image with the Reborn app.
“And with just a push of a button…” I slid her cup size up to DD then applied the change to her. Immediately her chest expanded like a pair of balloons. At first she panicked completely confused by what was going on. Once she realised what had happened she ran to her mirror and pulled over the hooded top that barely fit her now.
“My boobs!” She cried out looking at herself in the mirror. “Oh my god I actually have boobs!” She was rejoicing now. I stepped in and closed the door hoping nobody else had heard.
“See? I told you I could help.” She turned around and pounced, pressing her new cleavage against my chest. This miracle had distracted her from the fact she was topless in front of her step-brother.
“You’re amazing bro! What else can you do? Can you make me super skinny and little taller and…” She began listing off a long list of demands. I eventually had to stop her before she got completely carried away.
“Hold on, I’m not God. I’m going to turn you back.”
“No. I’m sorry but please don’t.” Was having large breasts really so important to her.
“Why do you care about having breasts so much?”
“You wouldn’t understand.”
“Try me.” Hana sighed realising I wasn’t going to just drop the subject. If she wanted me to let her keep her new chest she’d need to give me a good reason.
“Because I’m the only person at school with a small chest. I’m the only girl who can go outside not wearing a bra and nobody be the wiser. When the boys looked up topless women on the school computers they skip past anyone who’s not at least a C cup instantly.” I never realized Hana was so conscious about her body image but then again it was hard to find a school girl who wasn’t. “So please let me stay like this.” I rubbed my temples trying to figure out how to handle this.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You help Hana out and discover she really hates the fact she has a flat chest. She doesn't want you to return her to normal.<<endif>>
[[Flat chests have their charm as well|HanaB1]]
[[What’s the best way to enlarge her chest?|HanaR3]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“You know Hana you shouldn’t be so concerned about what a bunch of hormone driven boys think,” I explained pretending I wasn’t one of them. “Flat chested girls also have their charm. Plus your gymnastics would suffer if you have to carry two melons on your chest during performances.”
“But…”
“No buts, be yourself and don’t worry about what other people think. Learn to love your body.” I returned Hana to normal. She looked disappointed when her chest returned to normal size.
“I knew you wouldn’t get it,” she moaned. It was hard seeing her annoyed with me but she’d appreciate later on I’m sure.
“In my eyes you’re cute.” I tried to cheer her up but it didn’t work.
“Yeah cute, always cute never sexy. What’s the point of having a super cool power if you don’t use it? You should let me have a go so I can do stuff with it.”
“With great power comes great responsibility,” I quoted.
“Doing nothing isn’t being responsible.” Getting her to understand my position was proving to be quite the challenge. I sighed. Hana put a top back on then glared at me like I was a pervert. A thought came to her mind and she looked at me deviously.
“I’ll tell mum you barged into my room while I was changing if you don’t let me have a go.” So it had come to this had it? It was completely out of character for her to act this way. Had something I said triggered it, or was she that desprate to use the app?
“That won’t work.” I explained.
“Mum!” Hana suddenly yelled out. Why did she have to force my hand?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You try to tell her that flat chests are cute, but she doesn't appreciate it. Determined to have a big chest she threatens to frame you and calls for Chloe<<endif>>
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[[Swap bodies with Hana|HanaB2]]
[[Use the poser to control her|HanaE2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Hana people will notice if you suddenly have massive breasts. No doubt they’d instantly start spreading rumours about you having implants. If we increase their size slowly though then people will hopefully just think you’re a late bloomer.”
“Oh, I guess you’re right.” Hana allowed me to shrink her chest back to normal plus one size. That would do for a start.
“Thanks for helping bro… but where did you get that cool power?” Hana asked as she put her top back on.
“It just appeared on my phone yesterday.”
“Just suddenly appeared? Wow that’s lucky. I wonder if other people got it as well then.” That was a question I probably should have asked sooner. I hadn’t noticed anything at school and there was no news either. Still it didn’t rule out the possibility someone else might have the app.
“Hana don’t tell anyone about this okay? If people knew they’d probably try to steal it.”
“Don’t worry bro, it’ll be our secret just me and you.” I could trust that smile. “And thanks for helping me out. I need to figure out a way to repay you now.” Hana started thinking about it but there was suddenly a knock on the door.
“Joe are you in here?” Chloe asked peeking through the door.
“We are just talking,” I explained.
“Just talking?” Chloe for some reason questioned that excuse.
“Teenager stuff mum, you wouldn’t understand.” Chloe rolled her eyes at that comment.
“I was young once too, anyway Joe can you help me downstairs?” I didn’t want to refuse so bid Hana farewell and left. I’d have to continue the conversation with Hana tomorrow.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decided the best way to go about this is to gradually make her breasts bigger. She likes this idea and promises to repay you.<<endif>>
[[The next day|HanaR4]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update3 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I dumped the contents of my bag onto my desk and groaned at the pile of homework I had to do. It was a shame the app didn’t have the power to make me super smart, although it did have the power to reduce the pain of this task slightly. Since I could alter my personality it was possible for me to turn myself into what Dave called a ‘book loving study freak’, which in short means someone who actually finds joy from doing homework. Before I got the chance though there was a knock at my door. Hana didn’t wait for a reply before allowing herself inside.
“I could have been changing you know,” I commented.
“Good, I was hoping you’d be.” Wait what?
“Huh?” I gave her a puzzled look. She realised the miscommunication and gave me a disgusted look as if it was my fault.
“Changing your body with the app I mean, geez you think I have any interest in seeing you in your underwear? Gross. Anyway how would you like to see me in just my underwear?” The cogs in my brain grinded against each other as I tried to make sense of this. I ultimately decided to toss logic out of the window and just roll with it.
“Sure but what’s the occasion?”
“Look!” She revealed a fashion magazine she had hidden behind her back. Specifically it was a women’s fashion magazine aimed at a younger audience. “See this?” She showed me an advert for new underwear models.
“Recruiting women aged 16-25. No previous experience required. Great ‘bonuses’.” I read aloud. “Why did they put bonuses in quotations?”
“It doesn’t matter. Joe I want to apply. There’s a girl in my class who’s a model and she is so popular it’s unfair. I want to be a model as well. It’s like such easy money and…”
“Stop stop.” I could see where this was going. “Being a model isn’t easy… that being said I won’t stop you if you want to apply.” The advert was with the agency that published the magazine so they were reputable.
“Thanks. The photoshoot is tonight. Can you cover for me? I don’t want mum finding out.” Chloe was still at work and I knew my dad would be watching the rugby. She basically wanted me to come up with an excuse so Chloe wouldn’t be worried when she got home later.
“Alright, but you have to help me with my homework.” Hana was pretty smart in some areas; I could trust her to cut my load a little.
“Thanks bro, you’re the best.” Hana grabbed a chair and sat down beside me so we could work on my homework together. We had sometime before she had to leave for the photoshoot. What I failed to notice was Hana’s ulterior motive for getting close to me.
“I’m going to the bathroom to get ready,” she declared as the time to leave neared. I was so continued working as she left. It wasn’t until I reached for my phone to check the time that I realised it was missing. I quickly moved around my books and checked everywhere I might have put it but it was gone.
“Where could it be?” I retraced my steps and realised there was only one thing that could have happened to it, Hana must have swiped it. I bolted out of my room and straight into her room without knocking.
“Hana!” I angrily called at her. She turned around and the girl I saw wasn’t the petite flat chested step-sister I knew. “You’ve been having fun.” I looked at her long flowing hair, large chest and <<click "curvy body">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHanaSexy.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. Hana quickly covered up her chest and looked at me like I was the criminal here.
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“Get out!” She ordered.
“Not without my phone.” I saw it sitting on her bed and quickly grabbed it before she could. I was about to turn her back to normal but she stopped me.
“Wait! Let me stay like this for tonight. We both know I’d never get to become a model as my usual self.” That was true. Actually this might be better. People might not recognise her like this.
“Okay but I’m coming with you to the photoshoot.” That my condition for letting her stay as she was. Not seeing an alternative she accepted it. She quickly finished changing and then we both left the house and headed for the modelling agency. Standing in high heels and with her height boosted by the app, Hana was actually almost the same height as me now. It was weird as she didn’t really feel like a little sister now.
We arrived at the modelling agency after a brief bus ride and a bit of walking. I was glad to get her off the street and out of sight of the hungry predators that had been molesting her with their eyes as she passed. If I wasn’t there protecting her they probably would have stopped her to chat her up. The lobby of the agency was fairly packed with hopeful girls and their parents although it was mostly fathers.
“Can all the candidates line up here so we can take your name?” A woman in a suit was holding a clipboard. Seemed we had arrived just on time. The girls began lining up so I took a seat.
“Hey how long will this take?” I asked the guy next to me.
“Depends really. They usually test the girls first; see how much they are willing to show, separate the wannabes from the regulars etc. The girls who don’t want to strip are quickly sent home.” Strip? Well I guess stripping was expected for an underwear shoot. Still I felt like I shouldn’t be allowing my step-sister to be stripping.
“How much are they expected to show?” The stopped reading and looked at me quizzically.
“You’re her agent right? You should have researched this photoshoot first before coming down here.” Agent? Did that mean this man wasn’t the father of the girl he had brought here? I was starting to have a bad feeling about this. “I’ve seen the camera guy’s work. Anyone who goes get naked is sent home without pay. He’s pretty harsh on the rookies.”
“Wait isn’t this just a try-out?” I pulled out the magazine and showed it to the guy. He laughed when I showed him the advert.
“No, here.” He took the magazine and turned it towards the back where the freelancers advertised. He pointed to an advert for a paid photoshoot. I realised Hana had tricked me. This photoshoot wasn't with the agency at all, they were just lending one of their studios to a freelancer.
It didn’t mention nudity anywhere but what the guy had told me left me uneasy. I looked up and saw Hana was no longer here. The girls were all being led into another room. I had to let Hana know what I’d been told. I quickly stood up and tried to follow but a large guard barred my path.
“Models only sir. Please wait in the lobby.” I wasn’t getting past him like this and there were too many witnesses to use the app to force him to move.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>While doing homework Hana barges into your room and tells you about a modelling agency she wants to apply for. You agree to help her but exchange she has to help you with your homework. During this she steals your phone and leaves the room. When you realise you barge into her room and catch her looking very different. She convinces you to let her stay that way for the modelling. You agree but only if you can go with her to the agency.
Later you arrive at the agency building. You learn from someone else she isn't trying out to be a model, but this is actually a paid photoshoot. You have a bad feeling, but can't get to Hana anymore as only models are allowed past.<<endif>>
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[[I’ll wait and hope Hana can handle herself|HanaS1]]
[[If only models are allowed past then I’ll just have to become one|HanaR5]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Did someone call me?” Chloe poked her head through the door.
“Mum Joe is acting weird,” I explained with my new girly voice. I was now inside Hana’s body and she was inside mine.
“What? No but I’m me! Mum Joe has this weird thingy on his phone.” The switch had taken Hana off guard. She tried explaining to Chloe what was going on but her choice of words wasn’t making any sense. Chloe looked to me for an explanation but I innocently shrugged.
“Mum it’s me! Joe did something.”
“He thinks he’s me, mum is he alright?” I played the part of Hana to brutal effect. Chloe placed her hands on Hana’s broad shoulders.
“Joe, explain slowly what’s going on.”
“I’m your daughter Hana, Joe did something weird.”
“Maybe you should lie down, come on.” Chloe led Hana out of the room and back into my bedroom. Hana continued trying to explain things but eventually Chloe lost patience.
“We’ll talk when you’ve calmed down Joe.” Chloe closed the door and returned to me. “Hana what’s going on?”
“Sorry,” I faked guilt. “I wanted to try out hypnotism and asked Joe to help. I think I may have screwed up. He should nap out of it in a few minutes.”
“I hope he does, keep an eye on him okay?” Chloe left and once she was gone I snuck into my own room where Hana was sitting on the bed.
“Turn us back!” She pleaded.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You switch bodies with Hana. With the tables turned Chloe arrives and gets annoyed at Hana who is now in your body. You make up a story to explain Hana's odd behaviour. After Chloe leaves Hana demands you switch back.<<endif>>
[[Stay as Hana|HanaB3]]
[[Swap back|HanaE3]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Did someone call me?” Chloe poked her head through the door.
“Mum Joe is acting weird,” Hana explained.
"I'm not acting weird, we were just having a brother-sister talk," I joked. Chloe's eyes bounce between us. Hana said nothing. She wanted to say something, but she couldn't speak until I gave her premission. The poser has the power to give people orders that they had to follow.
"Okay, Joe can you come downstairs to help me with something?" Chloe requested.
"Okay, I'll be down in a minute." I had to finish up here first. Chloe left and I turned back around to Hana. "You will forget everything that happened from the moment I opened your door to when I close when I leave." The poser was so powerful it could be used to order people to forget.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You force Hana to say something that won't cause trouble. You then erase her memory so she can't remember what happened.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><<set $update1 = "yes">><<set $update2 = "yes">>“Hmmm, actually I think I’ll stay as you for the time being. Maybe just until morning.”
“I’ll tell mum!”
“Who’s he gonna believe, you or her daughter?” That comment hit the mark.
“I don’t want to be stuck as you!”
“I’ll swap us back in the morning… if you’re good,” I said one last time then left. I returned to Hana’s room or maybe I should consider it as mine now. This was actually pretty fun, I wonder if Hana was also seeing the funny side of it. I looked at myself in the mirror. As much as I’d love to have a different kind of fun it was a bit too dangerous to attempt right now.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You refuse to turn back, saying you might undo things in the morning. In the meantime you warn her to not try telling anyone.<<endif>>
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<<if $immune is "no">>[[Next day|HanaB4a]]<<endif>><<if $immune is "yes">>[[Next day|HanaB4b]]<<endif>>
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I’d had my fun. I promptly swapped us back to normal.
“How could you do that? You’re terrible!” Hana snapped.
“I’m terrible? You tried to get me in trouble simply because I wouldn’t give you what you wanted. Well it doesn’t matter, it’s clear that I simply can’t trust you.” I targeted Hana with the app.
“Joe what are you…”
“Forget all about the app,” I ordered using the poser. Hopefully its power to command people could command them to forget. Hana’s eyes blanked out for a second then her expression turned to that of confusion.
“What did you do?” She knew I had done something but was struggling to remember.
“Hana return to your room and forget about everything that happened after I entered your room. Also is Chloe asks you any questions about my behaviour just say we were playing a game.” Hana obeyed my command and returned to her room. Hopefully that would be the end of it. I’d need to be careful around her though just in case.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide enough is enough and swap back. You knew Hana didn't see the moral of the story so erased her memory so she wouldn't be a problem in the future.<<endif>>
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[[Next day|Day3MorningAlt]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“If you have one of these it’ll come round as many times as you want,” I joked holding up my phone. Chloe looked around then laughed.
“If only.”
“Oh, you don’t believe me?”
“Modern technology is truly wonderful, but it isn’t that wonderful. If you do happen to have a cure for stiff shoulders then hit me up.” I moved around and sat on the chair opposite Chloe. I took her image with the Reborn app and began to alter it. Age recession was one of the easier tasks but just low should she go?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You show her the app and joke about it being able to make her younger. She doesn't believe you so a demonstration is in order. How young do you make her?<<endif>>
[[Thirty years old|ChloeM1.30]]
[[Eighteen years old|ChloeM1.18]]
[[Five years old|ChloeM1.5]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I wonder how bad it actually is. Like before I copied Chloe to my phone then disappeared so she couldn’t see me transform. I applied the change to myself and my body transformed to match her appearance. This time her clothes were also copied so I was now wearing her signature green sweater.
“This isn’t so baaa… oooh there it is.” I felt the shoulder pain she had been complaining about pounce on me. I quickly used the app to relieve the pain. Well I had gone through the trouble of copying Chloe’s appearance and it would be amusing to pretend to be Chloe in front of my dad. First I’d need to get rid of the real Chloe first, a simple task for the app. Using the poser I ordered her to fall asleep in my bed and not wake up until several hours from now. I needed only wait for my dad to come home now. It took nearly two hours but I finally heard the noiseo of his call pulling into the driveway.
“Welcome home,” I greeted as my tired father staggered through the door. “Tough evening at work?”
“Yeah but seeing you makes me feel better.” He immediately moved in for a hug. Shit I really didn’t think this through. At risk of ruining a marriage I embraced him warmly. “I’ll going to get a shower, I’ll be down to keep you company after.” He headed upstairs.
"Wait!" I couldn't let him discover Chloe out cold in the bedroom. "Um..." Shit what do I say? My father turned towards me and moved in close.
"Did you miss me that much?" He asked pulling in close.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>I transformed into Chloe then put the real Chloe to sleep. You dad comes home however and you can't get Chloe to wake up. Your Dad wants some private time with his wife, how do you proceed?<<endif>>
[[Endure it|ChloeN2]]
[[Order him to sleep as well|ChloeE1]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Seeing my step-mum as a child would be interesting.
“Alright brace yourself,” I warned pressing the apply button. Instantly the grown woman was gone and in her place, a small girl who somewhat resembled her.
“What just happened?” Her voice sounded different. Beneath the green sweater than was now many sizes too big her small arms were waving around. I couldn’t help but giggle at how amusing it was watching her figure out my words had been more than just talk.
“How do you feel? Are the old woman pains gone?”
“Joe! Did you do this to me?” She tried to sound angry, but it was hard to take a little girl seriously. To tease her further I moved over and picked her up, gently setting her on my knee. She tried to struggle but a five year old had no hopes of overpowering me.
“Joe turn me back right now!”
“I could, but then you’d have stiff shoulders again.” Chloe took my words into consideration.
“At least done treat me like a child,” she huffed.
“But you are one,” I teased. For a moment it seemed like she might accept her new role, but she quickly began struggling again.
“No, I’m you’re step-mother. I can’t stay like this.”
“I’ll turn you back when dad gets home.” I poked her cheeked. This role reversal thing was pretty fun. Suddenly a row of baby teeth bit the finger I’d been poking her with. The pain surprised me and she quickly escaped my grasp, landing on the floor with just the oversized green sweater to cover her. She made another annoyed expression but adult emotions just didn’t translate well when displayed on a child’s face. I stood up and her expression changed as she realised just how tiny she was.
“You’re really tall,” she said looking up. She spun her head and looked around the living room where everything now looked a lot bigger. She for the first time smiled finally seeing the funny side of the situation. I was going to laugh as well but she suddenly kicked my shin with her full strength, luckily in her current body that didn’t amount to much.
“This is great,” she declared swinging her tiny arms at my legs. “I just feel like hitting you all day.” On the flipside it would be a crime to even raise a finger against her in return. I guess that was the problem with putting an adult’s mind in a child’s body, they knew how to abuse the rules.
“Stop it,” I asked.
“Turn me back.” She was restlessly. Her attacks were becoming annoying meaning she had resorted to use a child’s ace card; be annoying until you got your way.
“Fine,” I used the app to turn her back to normal. Unfortunately I forgot to look away as she grew back into a full grown woman whose skirt and undie were lying on the sofa. A moment of embarrassment followed as Chloe swiftly put her clothes back on.
“Great, now I can…” Chloe suddenly grabbed my wrist in an attempt to wrestle my phone from my hand. Her timing was poor however and what started as a grown woman wrestling me for control, turned into a small girl hanging from wrist. I passed my phone to my other hand waved it above her where her five year old arms couldn’t reach.
“Bad girl, you shouldn’t snatch,” I mocked waving the phone above her. She didn’t give up easy but it quickly became clear to her that she had no way to get my phone forcefully.
“Turn me back!” She finally asked.
“What’s the magic word?” I replied continuing to treat her as a child.
“Please,” she spat reluctantly.
“Since you asked so nicely…” I turned her back to normal. “But don’t try taking my phone from me,” I warned. I’m sure she’s learnt her lesson. Chloe quickly put her clothes back on a second time then looked at my phone. She didn’t try anything though.
“Shesh, just how did you make your phone do that?”
“Magic phone app,” I explained in words easy for her to understand. Frankly I didn’t have much of a clue either. The battery was running low now, I guess today’s fun is at an end. I noticed Chloe rubbing her shoulders though as the stiffness had no doubt returned.
“Maybe being a child isn’t all bad. I wouldn’t mind sleeping in a comfy body for once but… well I won’t get into the details why it might be a problem.” Chloe’s statement was followed by the front door opening as my dad returned from work. Chloe greeted him without saying a word about my phone app. For now it would be our secret.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You turn Chloe into a child again. You tease her by treating her as one. After teasing her a little more you return her to normal. She suggests the idea of using the app again in the future.<<endif>>
[[Next Day|ChloeM2]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Reverting Chloe’s age back to the same as mine would be interesting. I added the value to the app then tapped that apply button.
“Huh?” Chloe felt something was different immediately but it wasn’t clear to her. She looked at her hands and starred at them. She rubbed her eyes then continued to stare at her hands.
“Something the matter?” I asked even though the change was as clear as day to me.
“I feel… different.” She held her hands up to the light then pulled down her sleeve. Soon she had grabbed a mirror from the stand and was looking at herself in it while rubbing her cheek.
“Looks like I’m having a boring dream,” Chloe weakly laughed.
“This isn’t a dream,” I pointed out.
“It isn’t?” She pinched herself on the cheek. “Oh my god I’m a teenager!” It finally hit her after a delayed reaction.
“Those shoulders still stiff?” I joked.
“I’m young again! I don’t know what to say.” She slapped her cheeks, flexed with arms and did some jumping jacks. “I feel like I could take on the world!” Her smile had a radiance I’d never seen on her before. Maybe in twenty years’ time I’d get a chance to roll back the clocks and experience what she was right now. Unfortunately she was a little too active and had attracted attention from above.
“What are you two shouting about?” Hana called as she descended the stairs. I quickly returned Chloe to normal before Hana saw her. When Hana entered the room everything had returned to normal again.
“Oh nothing honey, I was just helping Joe with some drama homework.” Hana gave me a suspicious stare.
“You do drama?”
“Yes,” I lied. Fortunately she didn’t know my class schedule enough to argue with that.
“Sorry to disturb you.” She returned to her room and Chloe sat down again.
“That was close. Joe how long have you had that power?”
“Since yesterday. It just randomly appeared.”
“So like a sudden awakening?” I don’t think that was the case but I agreed anyway. “We could be young forever.”
“In theory yes.” I guess I never realised the true potential of the app in that regard. Although having the ability to delay death didn’t mean I was immortal.
“Forever young, well we can start by easing my stiff shoulders.” Chloe typically wore a lot of clothes so I decided to knock five years of her entire body but excluded her head and face. From my prospective the change was barely noticeable but those five years made a huge difference for her body aches. The real test would be when my father came home. If he didn’t notice then it would be a success.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You make her the same age as you. After a delayed reaction she panics. When she calmed down you discuss staying young forever. It's a thought for the future. For now you just knock a few years off her body to help with her pains.<<endif>>
[[Next Day|ChloeM2]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Chloe liked to joke that she was just thirty years old so let’s turn that joke into a reality. I slid the age slider down to thirty then hit apply. I noticed the change instantly but Chloe on the other hand didn’t.
“Oh the pains gone,” she explained. “That’s amazing, did you do something?” She was completely oblivious to the fact over ten years had just been wiped off her body. Really Chloe didn’t look all that different. Her hair colour was stronger and her face had less wrinkles but her psyche was roughly the same.
“So… you don’t notice anything?” I hinted at her. She began patting her body lightly but it wasn’t until she reached her face that she realised something was different. She rubbed her cheeks and felt around her eyes and nose. She got up and looked at herself in the wall mirror.
“Oh my…” Her youthful face gave away the fact her age had changed. “I’m 30 again!” She guessed her age straight away.
“How do your shoulders feel?” I teased.
“Amazing, I can’t believe it…” Suddenly her attitude changed. “I can’t believe it, Joe how did you do this?” She sounded almost worried now.
“Magical of science,” I joked waving my phone. Chloe stretched, moving her bodies in ways it hadn’t moved in years.
“It feels so refreshing. If only I could stay like this forever.” She smiled weakly. “Alright turn me back.” I didn’t expect her to suddenly volunteer for that. Since she was asking I returned her to normal but she regretted that a moment later as her aching shoulders pounced on her.
“Actually Joe…” I knew where this was going. I excluded her face from the age slider and knocked five years off the rest of her body. That should help with the pains.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You recess her age so she is back in her prime. Actually she doesn't seem to change that much. You have to drop hints for her to figure out she's now younger. Amazed by it, she asks you to let her body stay young but keeps her face the same so nobody will notice.<<endif>>
[[Next Day|ChloeM2]]
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“Oh that looks fun.” I spun around and saw Chloe had been looking over my shoulder. “Me and your dad, I wonder what our children would look like? Hypothetically of course, you and Hana are perfect… well aside from the fact ‘one’ of you never gets out of bed on time.” Didn’t take a genius to work out which of us she was referring to. Chloe sighed and looked up at the ceiling where directly above us Hana was sleeping soundly.
“Can you go wake her please?”
“Sure.” I was done with breakfast anyway. I got up and...<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>At breakfast Chloe leans over your shoulder while you are looking at the apps new features. She asks you to go wake up Hana but before that do you...<<endif>>
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[[Leave your phone on the table|ChloeA1]]
[[Take your phone with you|ChloeB1]](Updated)
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“Shall we take this into the bedroom?”
“No, let’s just stay here,” I reply pretending to be tired. Best not let my dad discover his wife out cold in his bedroom. I slide out from his embrace and sit down on the sofa. Quickly I grab the remote and put on the TV.
“Is something wrong?” He seems concerned that I’m acting strangely cold to him.
“No.” I better not say anything that might make him concerned. Fortunately the TV throws me a bone and a program reminder pops up on the screen. Chloe had a weekly reminder for one of the shows she watches. That’ll give me some time.
“So how was work?” I try to make light conversation as the adverts blah on the screen. My dad drops down onto the sofa next to me and places a firm hand on my lap.
“Stressful, sometimes I want to quit so I don’t have to put up with this stress… but at the same time if I quit I might not ever find another job in this economy. A promotion is what I need, less hours more pay. You know the company is expanding, opening up a new department and are looking for someone to lead it. They have applications but it’s not worth me even trying.”
“Why don’t you try?”
“Because Larry Gillam has already applied. He’s ten years younger, a pretty boy and is in the same golf club as the boss. I’m surprised they waste time with this application crap and didn’t just go straight to him. I suppose it paints the company in a better light if they at least pretend other people have a chance.” I felt sorry for my dad. “Do you think I should try?”
“Why not?” It couldn’t hurt, maybe he was more valuable then he realised. Plus I could always lend him a hand with the Reborn app.
“Yeah… yeah I’m going to do it.” My Dad seemed like he had been waiting for someone to encourage him. The show started and conversation stopped. It was awkward with his hand on me the whole time but I didn’t let it show.
When the show came to an end after an hour I realised my dad had fallen asleep. It was good timing as I heard creaking from above which meant the real Chloe had awoken. I quickly turned myself back to normal and hid. Chloe came down the stair soon after and thought my dad had fallen asleep on the sofa as to not disturb her in the bed. She woke up him and brought him back upstairs. Neither of them was any wiser to what had really happened.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Your dad gets a little frisky but manage to get him to stop. You spend the night watching TV together until he dozes off.<<endif>>
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[[Thursday|ChloeN3]]
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“She’s in here, take her to bed then sleep until morning.” The poser implanted my command and my dad obeyed. He lifted Chloe out of my bed and moved her into their bedroom. Soon they were both snuggled beneath the covers sleeping soundly.
“And that is that.” A problem solved I returned to my room and turned myself back to normal. Hopefully there wouldn’t be any more problems. I went to bed myself soon after hoping that by morning everything would be fixed. Unfortunately morning didn’t get the chance to come. In the middle of the night I was awoken to a scream. With no idea what was going on I jumped out of bed and followed it to the source.
“Wake up! Wake up!” Chloe was crying loudly on her bed next to my dad. She was doing everything to wake up him but he was naturally refusing to open his eyes.
“What’s happening?” Hana had been woken up by the noise as well.
“I’ll get my phone!” I couldn’t have sound more tired when I said that. They were both preoccupied though. “Chloe, relax and sleep until morning.” I ordered her when I returned. The poser instantly knocked her out. Next I gave Hana the same command. I carried her light body back to her room and tucked her into bed. I then tucked in Chloe and my father before turning to my own room. Hopefully now everything would be fixed.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You put your Dad to sleep but things escalate and next thing you know your family is passed out. Hopefully they'll awake in the morning.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day3MorningAlt]]
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Double-click this passage to edit it.This passage uses info for paths when using the app on family during day 22<<if $TLDR is "no">>Well I might as well use the app to make this easier on myself. The only thing I really could do was either give myself an order with the poser, which I instantly discovere was impossible, or alter my personality. I changed my personality to make me enjoy the task of doing homework. That change caused the time to fly delightfully, as opposed to me dragging myself through the mud to this nightmare done with.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use the app to make yourself enjoy homework more. As a result you get it done in record time.<<endif>>
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<<if $fam is "no">>[[Next Day|Tobecon]](Coming Soon)<<endif>>
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I set my phone on the table and head upstairs. I knock of Hana’s door and hearing no response let myself into her room. I swiftly pull open the curtains, flooding her room with bright natural light which is met with a groan from the bed. Hana retreats beneath the duvet but with a firm tug I steal it away, leaving her pyjama wearing body exposed to the elements.
“You’re gonna be late for school,” I warn her.
“School’s closed. It was destroyed in a meteor strike.” Sure it was. I throw the duvet onto the floor, grab her by the foot and drag her out of bed. She lands on the duvet with a flop.
“I’ll be back in five minutes; if you aren’t up I’ll drag you to school as you are.” I leave her with that warning. Since Chloe takes Hana to school she had a little more time than what I did. My bus will arrive soon so I quickly finished getting ready. I headed back to the kitchen to get my phone but it isn’t on the table where I left it. Instead I find it in Chloe’s hands.
“Got ya!” She declares as I walk into her trap. A wave of numbness hits me as I shrink down to a fraction of my previous height.
“Hey!” I call out. My voice is noticeably higher pitched and I quickly realise why. I’m not a teenager anymore. Now standing at just over a metre tall I felt like I was now a third of my actual age. My hands far less hairy and my rough masculine features all but lost. I was a child again. I tried to get my phone from from Chloe but to stop me she only needed to raise her arm, putting it out of my reached.
“Oh you’re so cute!” Her other hand ruffled my hair. “Oh I’m so jealous that I missed seeing you every day when you were growing up.”
“Chloe!” I protested. I’m unsettled by how much she is enjoying this.
“Call me mommy. Just once, please.” She looked at me with hopeful eyes. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up Hana but when you get back you discover Chloe has your phone. She wastes no time turning you into a child then teasing you for being so adorable. She ignores your protests and asks you call her mommy just one.<<endif>>
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[[Do it in exchange for your phone|ChloeC1]](Incomplete)
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“You’re gonna be late for school,” I warn her.
“School’s closed. It was destroyed in a meteor strike.” Sure it was. I throw the duvet onto the floor, grab her by the foot and drag her out of bed. She lands on the duvet with a flop.
“I’ll be back in five minutes; if you aren’t up I’ll drag you to school as you are.” I leave her with that warning. Since Chloe takes Hana to school she had a little more time than what I did. My bus will arrive soon so I quickly finish getting ready, double check Hana is finally getting ready and head out.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take your phone and wake up Hana. Once that's done you pack up and head to school.<<endif>>
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[[Head to school|ChloeB2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I refuse!” I firmly held my ground.
“Do you know what happens when little boys don’t do as their mother says?” She wasn’t my mother although in this situation I’d have a hard time convincing a stranger that was the case. “They get their toys taken away.” Chloe answered her question since I refused to play along.
“I can’t go to school like this,” I reminded her.
“That’s true… but I’ve an idea.” Chloe lifted her own mobile from the counter. She dialled a number then held it up to her ear.
“Hi, I’m Chloe Newry. My step-son Joe has come down with a terrible fever and won’t be coming into school today.” Chloe was speaking a professional voice. It was apparent she must be speaking with the school office.
“Hey!” I tried to interrupt but Chloe quickly covered my mouth with her hand.
“That’s all. Hopefully he’ll make a quick recovery. Bye.” She let me go and smiled. “Now school isn’t a problem.”
“And what about you?”
“What about me?” Chloe replied. I remembered that on Wednesdays she worked an afternoon shift instead of a day one. She didn't have work for several hours.
“And what about Hana?” Chloe grinned again as she lifted up her phone again and began dialling the number of another school. Oh no.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You refuse to play Chloe's game so she refuses to give back you're phone. She phones your school and Hana's to inform them neither of you will be coming in today.<<endif>>
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[[Next|ChloeA3]]
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“Oh yes dear here you go.” Taken in by my adorableness, she handed over my phone without a second thought. It took her a moment to realise but by then it’s already too late. I’d pressed undo and return to normal. Now I was the one who could hold the phone out of reach.
“Well I guess this version of you has its charm as well.” Chloe didn’t seem to harbour an ill-intent. Still I’d need to change my phone lock though since Chloe obviously knew my current one. With my bus fast approaching I didn’t have time to ask questions and I quickly left for school.
“Don’t worry I won’t tell anyone about this,” she reassured me as if she had been reading my mind. I had no more time so grabbed my bag and headed to school.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You swallow your pride and do as she asked. She gives back your phone and you return to normal. She didn't seem to have any bad intentions so you head to school."<<endif>>
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[[Head to school|ChloeB2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Instead of going to school I was sat in the backseat of Chloe’s car. Next to me was a young girl who like me had the body of a 5 year old.
“This is so exciting.” Hana wasn’t at all bothered by the fact the clock had been turned back on her. “Can’t believe I get to skip school. Lucky!” There was her true motive. Hana would take any excuse to skip school. The Reborn app’s power had surprised her at first, but now she was going along with things happily. I suppose she did have a point. This was better than say another of Ms Clark’s grey classes.
“So where we going?” I asked Chloe who was driving.
“We are going to have a fun little day out, just a mother and her two young kids enjoying themselves.” Chloe’s behaviour seemed a little off. I was about to say something but Hana nudged me and whispered across.
“Let her have this, I’ll explain properly later. Please” Hana’s expression told me more than those words. There was a story I was missing here, a story that explained why Chloe was doing this.
“Alright, I’ll play ball for now.” That moment of seriousness from Hana had me wondering what was going on. We soon arrived at our destination, a large shopping centre. The carpark had plenty of spaces since it was a weekday morning. I tried to open the car door but discovered the child locks were on. Chloe was going the extra mile to treat us like children. She spun around still in the car and smiled at us.
“That’s not the kind of expression children should be making.” Pretending to be a child when you were practically an adult was hard. Chloe had a plan to change that. She held up my phone again and I feared what she was about to do.
“First I’ll change little Joe,” she said. I felt something in me change. “And now little Hana.” Whatever she did to me she did to Hana as well.
“Hurry up and let us out,” I complained impatiently. Childlocks sucked.
“Yes yes dear,” she got out of the car and unlocked Hana’s door. Rather than wait for her to get round to my side I undid the seatbelt and slid my small body across.
“Race you,” Hana challenged. She started running towards the doors and I ran after her instinctively but paused when I realised what was going on. Hana was acting like a child, and so was I. I looked back at Chloe who was smiling brightly. The personality modifier must be what she used on us to make us both more childish. I still didn’t get it. Why did Chloe want me and Hana to be children again so much?
Chloe’s first stop was a large clothing store which had a huge children’s clothing department. She overzealously picked items from the clothing lines for me and Hana to try on. The real horror of the experience was when she made me and Hana match, then bought both sets of clothing so we could wear them the rest of the day. It wasn’t easy being dragged around at her pace, but in fairness it was more fun than being at school.
“Mom can we get lunch here?” Hana asked just after twelve. Unable to resist our whims Chloe took us to the food court. Me and Hana claimed a table and guarded the bags as Chloe got in line. Since we were alone at last Hana finally spilled the beans about what was going on.
“Joe, what do you know about us from before we met?” Hana asked me. The answer to that was very little. I hadn’t dug that deep into Hana and Chloe’s past simply because I didn’t want to be asked about my own in return. “My mum used to be very ill. She had a rare condition and spent most of her adult life bedridden, always relying on my dad to support her. Driving a car, taking me shopping, helping me try on clothes, that was all impossible for her. As a result she kind of missed out on my childhood.” I didn’t know about any of this. Looking at Chloe now it was hard to imagine her in such a prolonged state of helplessness.
“What happened?”
“Simply put, medicine advanced. When I was thirteen she was brought into hospital for an operation, and after just a few weeks of rehab she was already searching for a new career… but by then I had stopped being a kid. To make matters worse my father started getting distant from us. Thinking back on it I realise that what he wanted was a helpless woman who was completely reliant on him for her every need. When mom no longer needed him, he lost interest.” I had no idea it was so complicated. I guess I imagined that Hana and Chloe’s situation would just be retelling of my own. "She never got to do any of these things, so just for today let her be spoiled."
“Who wants food?” Chloe came over holding a tray with the bright eye-catching box of the kids’ meals on it.
“I haven’t had one of these in ages.” I grabbed my box and opened it up immediately feeling disappointed. Inside was an easy to read children’s book, a pot of fruit and a tiny portion of nuggets. Was this what they gave children these days? I guess one thing the app couldn’t do was turn back time.
“Thanks mum.” I still gave Chloe a thankful smile. Now that I understood why she was doing this I felt more compelled to spoil her and let her have her way.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Chloe takes you shopping at the mall to buy some new clothes. After getting you and Hana a matching outfit you she goes to buy food. Hana explain why Chloe is acting this way and you can't help but feel sorry for her.<<endif>>
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[[Next|ChloeA4]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Since Chloe had work that afternoon, and she left before my dad got home, she had no choice but return me and Hana to normal. She gave me back my phone before leaving though. There wouldn’t be any more surprises that evening, well par one. Dave had sent me a message informing me that even though I was allegedly bedridden, Ms Clark expected me to do the same homework she had given the rest of the class. Just to be an extra bitch she declared she’d punish Dave as well if I didn’t get the message and do it. Part-way through my homework there was a knock on my door.
“Yo,” I called out to Hana. It had to be her as nobody else was home yet.
“Hey bro, can we talk about today?” I expected this might come up.
“Sure.” She entered and sat down on my bed.
“About today… thanks. You really made my mum happy.”
“How could I say no after what you told me? I don’t mind spoiling her once in a while.”
“About that… Joe what powers does your phone have exactly? Could it make us children forever?”
“Forever?”
“I mean could we return to being children and then grow up normally?”
“Yeah I guess. I assume that’s how it would work anyway. Physically anyway, I can’t turn back time or anything like that. People will also ask questions about why we are children again, a lot of questions, and intrusive ones.” I got where Hana was going with this.
“Oh. Yeah I guess it was a silly idea.” Hana stood up and headed for the door. “Um… tonight do you think it would be okay for us to be children again and ambush my mum when she gets home? Your dad will be home before she is so we can get him on board.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Afterwards when you get home Chloe turns you and Hana back to normal. She leaves for work and Hana thanks you for spoiling her. She asks if it would be okay for you and her to stay children a little longer.<<endif>>
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[[We can’t keep pretending|ChloeD1]](Coming Soon)
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“Wow I’m young again.” I ran his body clock fifteen back years. He looked in the mirror at his youthful face then pulled up his shirt to look at his long lost abs.
“Isn’t technology amazing?” Hana joked. We had confronted my dad together to tell him about our plan and why we were doing it.
“I don’t believe it. It’s like I’ve been given back something I had accepted as being lost.” My dad flexed a little then pulled down his shirt. “I feel so fresh. I want to just hop back into the boxing ring and go 20 rounds with my old sparring partners.” My father did a couple of air punches.
“First you need to make dinner. Today is your turn,” Hana reminded him. Chloe always got home at the same time and my father did his best to have dinner ready for her the moment she walked through the door. We got set making preparations, turning Hana and myself back to our much younger selves. Next we just bided our time until finally Chloe’s car pulled in the driveway. Me and Hana took our positions behind the curtains with our small bodies aiding us in hiding. Chloe opened the front door and stepped through closing it behind her.
“I’m home,” she called out. That was when we struck. Me and Hana jumped out and rushed her, giving her a huge surprise as we hugged her legs and looked up at her with an innocent smile.
“Welcome home mom,” we both said.
“Oh someone’s popular.” My dad emerged from the kitchen. Chloe looked at us then at my dad. The shock of it all faded and she smiled. She bent down and pulled me and Hana in for a tight hug.
“I’m home,” she whispered. She stood up again and rubbed the tears from her eyes. She ran into my dad’s arms to receive her own hug. I used that opportunity to target her with the Reborn app and give her the same treatment as the rest of us. I knocked 15 years off her body but she didn’t even react.
“Dinners ready,” my dad whispered, inviting us all into the kitchen. The food wasn’t anything we hadn’t eaten before, but it may have been the happiest meal any of us had ever had.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You turn your dad's body back 15 years in a demonstration of how the app worked. He is amazed and decides to go along with your plan. When Chloe gets home you and Hana ambush her in your younger form. Once everyone is fifteen years younger than what they really were you all sit down for the happiest dinner you've ever had.<<endif>>
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<<return>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Two adult tickets please,” my dad requested taking full advantage of the children under five enter for free policy. The lady at the ticket booth peered over the counter and looked at me and Hana. She decided we looked under five so just took my dad’s money and gave him a ticket for himself and Chloe. We entered the theme park as a family, a true family that none of us had really experienced before. We had the Reborn app to thank for giving us this chance. Its final update allowed us to not just appear young, but actually be young. Mass memory alteration was the name of the feature but it did more than just alter memories. Officially I was just four years old, as was Hana. Chloe and my dad both looked no older than thirty and we all had a new fake date of birth that reflected this. People’s memories had been altered so they had no idea what age we really were and all records of us had also been altered by the app. It was amazing and it gave us a second chance at life, a family life.
“What ride should we go on first?” Chloe asked me and Hana. Hana pointed to one of the largest roller coasters but my dad laughed.
“Maybe when you’re older shrimp.” Being a child again did have some downsides like roller coaster height requirements. Making Hana taller with the app was also out of the question. We had as a family decided to do this properly, that meant no cheating by using the Reborn app which we had agreed to delete once everything had settled. It was a second chance for all of us, but for Chloe to more than that as she got to live the part of her life she had missed.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You arrive at the themepark where your dad orders two adult tickets, taking full advantage of the fact children under five enter free. Nobody questions you and Hana using that offer since to the knowledge of everyone but your family, that's what you are. The app's final feature, Mass Memory Alteration, has convinced the world than you and Hana are children, and Chloe and your dad are fifteen years younger than you actually are. It was a second chance at life, a chance to relive the part of your lives that had gone so wrong.<<endif>>
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<<set $update3 = "yes">><<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>After an uneventful Wednesday, I was sitting at the breakfast table Thursday morning opposite Chloe thinking about the Reborn apps most recent update. The first was an upgrade rather than a new feature. When using the app I could select multiple people so I could say transform an entire crowd at once. The other feature however was what really had my interest, memory alteration. I checked it out to see what it could do. I could copy people’s memories, modify them or even erase them completely. In theory I could target someone, erase their memories, make them me and then give them a copy of my memories to essentially duplicate myself. Heck I could even steal their memories and body first then do the transfer, altering what I give them a little to create someone who believes they are me but knows nothing about the Reborn app while I parade around as them. It’s a scary thought really how much power I had. Such thoughts really weren’t suitable for the breakfast table.
“Joe can you go drag Hana out of bed again for me please,” Chloe asked. She had asked me to wake up Hana yesterday as well. Hana really should have been up by now. Maybe I’d use the memory feature on her to make her remember to set an alarm. I headed upstairs to wake up Hana, but on the way I noticed my parent’s door was slightly ajar and a powerful fragrance was leaking out.
“It that cologne?” I asked my father poking my head through the door. He was looking sharp, sharper than what he usually did in the mornings.
“I’ve got an important interview today. I have to look my absolute best if I’m to succeed.” My dad was in high spirits. Interview? Crap, he was probably talking about what I encouraged him to do two nights ago when I was in Chloe’s body. I had no idea that was today. Now I was a little worried I’d encouraged him to do something he was doomed to fail at. Worst case scenario he might get angry with Chloe believing she was the one who encouraged him to go for it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>After a boring Wednesday, it's now Thursday morning. You discover your dad preparing for a special interview at his work. It must be the one you encouraged him to go for. You wonder if you should help.<<endif>>
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[[Interfere|ChloeN4]]
[[Leave it in his hands|Day4Morning]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t want to see him fail. Fortunately the app had become powerful enough that I could ensure he didn’t.
“Hey Dad, hold still a second,” I said with the poser activated. My order stopped my Dad in his tracks as I closed the door. Time to test out my theory about the memory alteration function. Surprisingly altering memories was actually fairly simple. I made sure that I’d be able to turn us back to normal when I was done.
First I targeted my Dad and myself using the mass targeting so I could alter us both at the same time. I replaced my Dad’s memories with my own while simultaneously adding his to mine. Next I erased his knowledge of the Reborn app before moving onto the personality modifier. I gave him my personality and following that I gave him my body, giving me his body at the same time.
“And continue,” I ordered with the poser.
“Huh?” I was looking at myself scratch my head as I tried to figure out what had just happened.
“Is there a problem Joe? You looked like you were about to tell me something.” I spoke just like my Dad. He looked at me still showing confusion.
“I… feel like… oh right I need to wake up Hana, good luck Dad.” It worked. My dad now thought he was me and could take my place at school today while I took his place at work. His memories had blended in perfectly with my own. I knew where he worked, how to drive his car and the time of his interview. I quickly finished getting ready then headed downstairs. Instinctively I gave Chloe a tight hug showing some of my dad’s habits had passed onto me.
“Wish me luck everyone,” I said. No-one knew the truth, not even the boy who thought he was me.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Using the Reborn app you take your dad's place. You make him believe he is you while you parade around as him. You have his memories although they are perhaps too influential on your actions.<<endif>>
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[[Work|ChloeN5]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was my first time driving, yet it felt like I had been driving my whole life. Twenty minutes after leaving the house I arrived at the huge tower containing my new office. I drove up to the gate of the underground carpark, entered the pin code I’d never been told and headed to where my dad usually parked. As I stepped into the carpark elevator that would take me up to my floor a voice called out to me.
“Michael hold the door!” I put my foot out to keep the elevator open. I was joined by a man I’d never met before, yet I knew his name, his age, his terrible laugh and the name of his dog.
“Hey Steve, you’re cutting it close,” I greeted. Kevin was my co-worker, even if only for today.
“You’re looking extra smart. Wait did you seriously apply for that promotion?”
“Hey they have to give it to someone right, might as well throw my name in the hat.”
“Yeah but we all know who that someone will be.” That’s right; Larry Gillam pretty much had this in the bag. We arrived at the office where I instantly got the pleasure of meeting Larry.
“So how about that dinner date I mentioned?” He was at the coffee machine talking to a young woman just trying to get her morning coffee.
“No Larry,” she was trying to be polite but he wasn’t taking the hint.
“Alright but if you say no now then don’t come begging when I land that big promotion later.” Even he believed the promotion was his. “Last chance, I’ll pick up you, pay for your meal and leave you home again. “
“Sorry but money isn’t what I want in a man.” The woman took her coffee and left, leaving some people sniggering at Larry’s failed pickup attempt.
“Women am I right?” He tried to play it off.
“Such an obnoxious prick, I can’t believe he got Campbell fired,” Kevin hissed. That was the guy they wanted to put in charge of a new department? I had a feeling that Larry’s behaviour in the interview room would be just as inappropriate as his behaviour at the coffee machine.
The first hour of work was normal; I sat down at my customer service desk and waited for the phone to ring while answering email after email. Motivation was hard to find with such a boring task and internally laughing at stupid customers. I peeked up at the room the interviews were due to be held in. A small group of executives had just stepped inside to get set up. Soon they’d start calling people over. I could see into Larry’s cubicle from where I was sat. Since things were about to start I better put my plan into action.
They started calling names. One by one people stood up, entered the interview room and fifteen minutes later left looking slightly hopeful. I wondered who’d be first, me or Larry? I soon got my answer as I was called up. I hadn’t just used the app to sabotage Larry, I’d also boosted my own skills. I was ready to get my dad the promotion he deserved.
Fifteen minutes later and I was done. I had altered my personality to boost my charisma. The three executives instantly liked me as a result. I told them how long I’d been here, how even when going through a rough time I still came into work, how I could get the job done under almost any circumstance. I had two of the executives hooked, but it was the man in the middle who mattered. He was my father’s boss, and he was constantly looking for faults, trying to steer things in Larry’s favour. Every tough question he threw at me however I nailed. It wasn’t just the app that was helping me. My dad’s memories held the information I needed to ace this. At the end of the fifteen minutes I could sense the other two executives actually wanted to continue speaking with me, but the man in the middle quickly called time and thanked me for coming. I left and a minute later the last person was called in, Larry. Naturally I couldn’t be there to see what happened, but what I could do was grab the memories of one of the executives later on to learn what had happened. As they left I copied their memories and gave myself the part concerning Larry. Through their eyes I witnessed Larry stride into the room like he owned it, casually throw himself onto the chair, wink at the female executive and speak like job wasn’t only already his, but that the company actually owed him it. The two executives were immediately annoyed by his behaviour, and despite the boss throwing him life-line after life-line Larry failed to grasp any of them. At the end of the interview Larry left under the belief he had done an amazing job, and the boss was left with a tough decision. Go with Larry knowing it will lose him the trust of two of his most trusted advisor, or take on board their opinions and drop Larry from consideration. In the end he had to consider what was best for the company, and Larry was definitely not it.
In the later part of the afternoon there was an announcement requesting that I and two others stayed behind for an extended interview. Larry wasn’t among that selection. I left Chloe know I’d be home late then prepared to seal the deal. This time all three of us were called in at the same time, forcing us to be competitive with each other to prove we wanted this. It felt like I was on The Apprentice as the boss and his advisors threw long difficult questions at us, forcing us to think fast or be crushed under the pressure. Credit where credit was due, my competition was fierce and both just as deserving of the promotion as my dad, but there was only one spot available and after a long battle I was the one who secured it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You go to your dad's work. Using his memories you blend in perfectly. Nobody is the wiser and you ace the interview. You also sabotage the greatest competition just to be sure it'll go your way. At the end of the day you are told you got the promotion.<<endif>>
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[[Later|ChloeN6]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I opened the front door of my house feeling pumped. It wasn’t easy being my dad, but I think I did a really good job.
“I did it!” I shouted, letting everyone know. I wasn’t worried about my dad suddenly finding himself in over his head. He was definitely capable and I could always just give him some upgrades with the app to ensure he excelled in his new role.
“That’s amazing.” Chloe was the first to appear and I instinctively pulled her in and kissed her on the lips. Shit, I didn’t mean to do that. I realised that my dad’s memories were blending into mine a little too well now.
“I’m haven’t made dinner yet, how about we order pizza for those two and we eat out tonight? Maybe even take a detour on the way home to a hotel for some private time.” I felt a hand sneak behind me and slide beneath my trouser line. The look in Chloe’s eyes, she wanted to reward me in the way only a wife could.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You return home and tell Chloe about your success. Impressed, she suggests you and her head out tonight for some 'private' time.<<endif>>
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[[Better let my father take it from here|ChloeN7b]]
[[I earned this so I should reap the rewards|ChloeN7a]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>You lean closer and kiss passionately. You stopped thinking of yourself as your dad and started thinking of yourself as you. You had done all the work today, and you were the one married to this amazing woman.
“I’ll let the kids know we’ll be home later, if at all.” I winked letting go of Chloe. I knocked on Joe’s bedroom door on the way to the bathroom just to see what he was up to.
“Hey son, guess who got a promotion?” I saw Joe sitting by his computer. He had a look on his face that showed I’d almost caught him looking at something he didn’t want me seeing.
“Wow that’s great dad, you really deserved that promotion.” He had no idea what was really going on.
“Chloe and I will be out late. We’ll leave you some money so you and Hana can split a pizza.” I closed the door and hit the shower. A big meal to celebrate a big promotion, I couldn’t wait. What I really was looking forward to was what would come after.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You kiss her passionately, forgetting about being your dad and just being you. You did all the work today, you earned this. You give 'your son' some money for pizza then head out with Chloe.<<endif>>
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[[After|ChloeN8a]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Yeah, let’s do that but I’m going to get a shower first.” I slipped away and headed upstairs. I didn’t go to the bathroom to shower though. I knocked on my bedroom door then stepped into my room.
“What’s up Dad?” Sitting opposite now locked computer was my dad still unaware of who really was. Time to fix that.
“Hey Joe,” I said taking out my phone. “Stay still for a minute would ya?” I ordered with the poser. He became completely still as I began to reverse everything I’d done this morning. I swapped back our bodies, returned to him his real memories and took away the ones I had lent him. I made it that he could remember most of what had happened at work today, obviously removing the parts I used the Reborn app. I restored his personality and then gave him the signal to move again.
“Wow that’s great dad, you really deserved that promotion,” I congratulated him. I was now the one in my chair opposite my computer back in my real body.
“Déjà vu…” He replied looking around. “Well I better go shower. Chloe and I will be out late tonight. I’ll give you some money so you can split an extra-large pizza with Hana.” My dad left my room soon after. I’d need to keep an eye on him just in case but it seemed everything was back to normal except he now had a big promotion.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You escape Chloe's arms and tell her you're going for a shower first. You use that chance to swap back with your dad, fixing things so he believes he did all the work today and has no memory of being you. He leaves you and Hana with some money for pizza then heads out with Chloe.<<endif>>
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[[Next day|ChloeN8b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I was looking forward to the app’s next update, which was why I was disappointed when it happened. There was only a single new feature and it really wasn’t that appealing. ‘Mass Memory Alteration’ which in simple terms meant I do turn myself into a girl and everyone would think I’d always been a girl. It didn’t have much appeal and worse still the app claimed it would be the final update. Oh well, beggars can’t be choosers I guess.
I headed down to the kitchen where my family had a new found vigour. My father was super happy and that spread to Chloe as well. I didn’t ask what they had done last night or why they had come home at 2 in the morning. A promotion didn’t mean a day off. My dad was soon leaving the house after giving Chloe quick kiss. Everything was good and I hoped it would stya that way.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up to find the app has updated but are a little disappointed. The 'Mass Memory Alteration' doesn't seem that useful to your current situation. You're happy with things as they stand and hope it stays that way.<<endif>>
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[[It didn’t|ChloeN9b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I stepped off the bus under the Friday afternoon sun. It was now the weekend and I already had decided what I’d be doing. I turned around as the bus drove on and in that moment everything changed. I saw outside my home the last thing anyone ever wanted to see parked there, a police car. Worry ran over me and I rushed inside. The first I heard was sobbing. I crept up to the living room and saw Chloe with her head in her hands weeping as a police officer sat opposite her with a grim look on his face.
“We are searching for the driver; rest assured we will bring justice upon the man who hit your husband.” My heart was consumed with a black fear. Something had happened to my dad. “I know this isn’t easy to hear, but we believe your husband may have known the driver.” I trembled trying to make sense of things. Somehow my legs began moving and I headed up to my room. I wanted someone to tell me I had misheard what was going on, that my dad was okay but I knew the truth. Someone had hit my dad with a car, and if he was still alive Chloe wouldn’t be here, she’d be at the hospital.
“Dad…” Was this my fault? Did something I do cause this? Had my usage the app caused this? My trembling suddenly stopped as I realised something. I ripped open my schoolbag breaking the zipper and emptied it upside down on my bed. From the mess I snatched my phone and opened the Reborn app. Each of the apps features kept a copy of the last person it targeted meaning that right now my dad’s body, memory and personality were all stored on it. ‘We believe your husband may have known the driver’, the police man’s voice echoed in my head. Once again I selected myself as the target and gave myself my father’s memories. A deathly chill ran down my spine when I received more than I bargained for. I thought I’d just his memories up until the point I’d copied them, but I got more, I got his memories up until the moment the car struck him and the last thing I saw was the face of the driver. It was the face of a jealous man, the face of a crazed man, the face of Larry. You had the tools to make things right so you immediately put together a plan to do just that.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You get off the bus. There's a police car at your house. You enter and overhear Chloe crying as a police officer explains to her that your father was killed in a hit and run. Desprate for hints about who killed him you use the Reborn app to give yourself his memories. Instantly you know the culprit was Larry, the guy you sabotaged on the interview day. Filled with rage you go out seeking revenge.<<endif>>
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[[Next|ChloeN10b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Larry peaked through the blinds of the beach house as a car drove past. Every noise had his attention as he feared it would be the police coming for him. He’d stay here over the weekend and then return to work on Monday pretending nothing happened. He’d already contacted someone to discretely scrap his car. It was someone he could trust to not ask questions about the crumbled hood or cracked front window. Larry had already scrubbed away all the blood left behind when he hit his victim.
“Nobody saw me,” he whispered to reassure himself again. On Monday it was back to work and since they now needed someone to lead the new department they would of course pick him. That was his reasoning for hitting the accelerator instead of the brake that morning. He peeked out the window again as a man walked past with his dog. The dog wouldn’t smell anything right? What if it did? What if the owner had a gun? The dog walker passed by unaware of the barrage of paranoid thoughts being directed at him. Suddenly there was a loud noise from the back of the house. Larry spun around and grabbed the kitchen knife he’d been keeping close.
“Hello?” He called out entering the kitchen. An empty bottle rolled across the floor having been blown over by the window coming from an open window. Larry reached across and firmly locked the window.
“Just my imagination,” he reassured himself. Then he heard a voice, a powerful whisper that felt like a voice whispering directly into his head. Unsure why he suddenly brought the knife up to his throat, he didn’t know why he felt compelled to do so, he just did it.
“I should order you to kill yourself, I really should,” a voice spoke from somewhere in the dark room. “But, I’ve another purpose for you.” The owner of the voice stepped out, a teenage boy armed with just a smartphone.
“I didn’t do it!” Larry cried.
“Really? Tell me what you did!” The boy ordered.
“I ran him over. I saw him set out of his car and I hit the accelerator to run him over.” Larry couldn’t control his tongue. Something was making him say the truth. “What will you do to me?” He understood that his boy had some kind of power over him.
“Simple, I’m trading your life for my dad’s.” Larry was paralysed by the boy’s power. Unable to anything as his mind was stripped clean. His personality and memories were erased and then replaced. His body was changed, transformed into the man he had killed that morning. When it was done Larry had ceased to exist, and standing in his place was a man with the body, memories and personality of Joe’s father. From his view point and everyone else’s, he was Joe’s father.
“Wait here then return home in three hours.” There was still one last thing to do.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You find Larry hiding at his parent's beach house. Using the app you purge all his memories then fill him with your fathers. You turn him into a perfect copy of the man he killed, so perfect only you will know the difference. There is still a hole to be plugged though.<<endif>>
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[[One Last Thing|ChloeN11b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I looked at my father’s pale face as he lay on the morgue table. I had requested some time alone to say my goodbyes, but really I had another reason for wanting to be alone. I pulled out my phone and selected the body of my father.
“And apply,” I laughed as I gave him a new face. Now laying on the bed was Larry. Still dead though, the app couldn’t fix that but what it could do was mass alter the memories of everyone on earth. From the description you’d be mistaken for thinking that it would just make everyone think Larry was Chloe’s husband, but it was more flexible than that. I had everything set up so I just hit apply and watched as my battery was completely consumed by the app it made one simple change, altering fate so that Larry was the one who had been killed and my father was still very much alive. I left the morgue and saw Chloe drying her eyes wondering why she had been crying over the death of one of her husband’s co-workers. Things might take some time to straighten up but when they did it would be back to normal.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You complete your plan using the mass memory alteration to make everyone think Larry was killed, not your dad. Everything seems to straighten up, but you decide to be very careful about your usage of the Reborn app in the future.<<endif>>
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~ End - Altering Fate ~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>The moment the hotel room door was shut we lost all decency. I grabbed Chloe by the shoulders, pressing her against the wall as we kissed passionately.
“I hope you saved some room for me,” I murmured. Clothes began to fly off as the thick walls of the love hotel gave us a private space nobody would hear us. There was a clean bed ready for us to ruin and a large bathroom with a massive shower in case we wanted to share.
“I’m so ready.” Chloe clutched me and we threw ourselves onto the bed. The foreplay was amazing but it was the moment that I sank my shaft into her <<click "wet sex">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ChloeScene3.png]]<</replace>><</click>> that really made the night. I couldn’t believe what I’d been missing. Well not really, I had memories of making love to this beautiful woman many times but tonight just felt special. We went at it with the same vigour we had on our wedding night. That night had been a celebration at our new lives, and to me this night was the same.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You arrive at the hotel and get straight to business. You throw Chloe onto the bed and you both quickly disrobe and <<click "go at it">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ChloeScene3.png]]<</replace>><</click>> go at it like it was your honeymoon.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|ChloeN9a]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I cleared my throat so my new underlings would be able to hear me loud and clear.
“First let me say it’s a pleasure, most of us met during the interviews and out of the hundred people I had the pleasure of speaking with, you were the ones I knew could make this work, who could turn a small investment into a huge profit.” I had the eyes and ears of every blue collar around focused solely on me, their boss. As head of this new department it was my job to know the people I’d be working with. Several weeks ago I’d been selected for this job. At the time I was happy with just securing it for my dad, but now I had no intention of just walking away. My dad wasn’t my dad anymore; he was my son and always had been. Nobody knew about the switch but me, and I intended to keep it that way. I wasn’t satisfied with just this though, I’d set my sights on the top and when the opportunity claim I’d grab the rungs of the corporate ladder and pull myself to the top.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>It's your first day at work at your new position and you start things off with an inspirational speech. You don't plan to be here long, you've got your sights set on the top and with the app's help you are sure to get reach it.<<endif>>
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~ End - Jumping the corporate ladder ~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I was sat in my bedroom that evening looking at the clusterfuck of numbers spread out on the page in front of me. I was pondering how Ms Clark expected anyone to make sense of this.
“Why didn’t I just skip school?” I asked myself that every time Ms Clark realised she had fallen behind schedule so gave us a dumpster of homework to make up for it. Anyone who didn’t do it or got a very low score would be given detention as per her usual policy of being a complete bitch. I’d be lucky to finish this at this rate, I should have started the moment I got home and not waited until after dinner.
“I’d do anything to not have to do this!” I groaned loudly. A knock on my door interrupted my trail of though. “Come in.”
“Hello,” Chloe greeted. She stepped into my room and closed the door behind her. This was unusual for her. “So I heard you saying you’d do anything to not have to do your homework.” And now I was getting concerned.
“Maybe…” I was curious about where she was going with this.
“Well how about we trade places?”
“Explain what I’m missing here.” Might as well ask her to get straight to the point.
“I’ve had a schedule clash. You see tomorrow I’m meant to take Hana to her gymnastics practice, but my boss also wants me to work overtime. Normally I’d have to choose one or the other but since you can be me, while I’m also still me, I can do both.”
“Can’t my dad drive Hana to her practice?”
“He’s also booked in for overtime. I’ll always put Hana before myself so that means telling my boss I can’t do it, but I really don’t want to let him down.” It was clear what Chloe was asking, well almost.
“So do you want me to cover for you in work or take Hana to practice?”
"Well you can't drive so..."
“I’ll fill in for you at work then.” That could be fun. I'd get to see what Chloe did at her job. I think it was related to accounting.
“Okay. But I’ll need to explain to you what you’ll be expected to do.”
“And I’ll need to explain to you how to handle algebra.” Chloe laughed at that comment.
“Don't worry Joe, I took home several math competition trophies in my schooldays. I can handle whatever you teachers throw at me.” I offered my seat to Chloe but she didn’t take it. Instead she suggested I get some practice in moving around with her body. I thought back to my previous experience with being in someone else’s body. A bit of practice might be a good idea.
“Okay, let’s swap.” I pointed at the app at Chloe and swapped our bodies. It was weird and not something I can image ever getting used to. I had done it before though, Chloe hadn’t.
“Wow, I’m you!” Chloe looked at my hands which were now hers. “Oh I could have so much fun.”
“Not until you’ve done your homework,” I berated pretending to be a strict mother.
“Yes mother,” she pretended to groan joining in the roleplay. “Actually, can you go and say that to Hana? I’m sure it’s as equally valid with her.” If I could pretend to be Chloe in front of Hana then I should be able to do it at her work. I headed to the room across the hall and knocked on the door. I heard the occupant run around, hiding whatever it was she had been doing, before opening the door just enough to poke her head through.
“Hey mum, need something?”
“What are you hiding?” She seemed to be against me entering the room.
“Nothing,” she replied suspiciously. Now I was curious. I wouldn’t think of barging into her room as my regular self, but as Chloe I had the right to know what was going on. I pushed open the door and looked around. Everything seemed normal, just what was she doing?
“Hmmm, have you done your homework?” I got back to the topic at hand.
“Maybe.”
“Maybe?”
“I’ve started it. Don’t worry I’ll do it tomorrow.”
“You have practice tomorrow,” I reminded her.
“Oh… fine I’ll get it done now.” She didn’t move from her spot. She definitely seemed worried that I’d notice something. I doubted I was imaging it but I couldn’t see what she was hiding.
“Well just make sure you do.” I left. Hana closed the door and I listened. It didn’t sound like she was moving, so she probably listening for me to leave. I returned across to my room and entered without knocking, it was my room after all.
“I wasn’t touching it!” Chloe immediately declared throwing her hands into the air.
“Weren’t touching what?” I played dumb. I can only imagine she was checking the feel of things.<<if $chloecopy is "yes">> Not like I hadn’t already touched hers<<endif>>
“Anyway… your teacher is an idiot. Some of these questions are either impossible to solve, or so easy I could do them in my sleep. It’s like she just grabbed a selection from a text book and then mixed up the order to disguise the fact that was what she’d done.” Considering Ms Clark liked give out homework for the sake of giving out homework that wouldn’t surprise me. “Do you have class with her tomorrow? I’ll show her up if you do.”
“Okay one, yes I do. Two, I’d rather you didn’t. And three you’re implying that we staying like this.”
“Well we have to. Like I said you’ll be working overtime, that means going into my work tomorrow and staying late. I guess you’ll need to take a bus since I’ll need the car.” Chloe made a good point. She quickly finished off my homework in a fraction of the time it would have taken me. Then we discussed our day plan for tomorrow so we’d roughly know what to expect. What I didn’t know what that it was pointless because morning would bring a new feature that would make things much easier.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>After school you are struggling with your homework when Chloe enters your room and makes you an offer. She'll do your homework, but you have to switch with her tomorrow and go to work in her steed.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|ChloeB3]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I woke up early feeling nervous about the day ahead. In order for Chloe’s plan to work, she had to be the one with my phone so she could turn back to normal later. That meant that I’d be going the entire day in her body without the ability to switch back. Naturally that had me a little concerned. I trusted Chloe. I doubted she’d suddenly turn evil and begin abusing the power, turning those around her into minds slaves or something of the like. My concern was that she might be irresponsible and get caught. Then there was the matter of me not getting caught. Surely someone would notice when I sat down at her desk and did nothing all day because I had no idea what I was doing. Maybe this was a mistake after all. I grabbed my phone and noticed it had updated. I prayed for a feature to help me make today go smoothly and that was exactly what I got.
“Memory alteration,” I explained. I had finished getting dressed and was now explaining the new feature to Chloe. “The ability to alter or copy memories, either memories relating to a specific subject or event, or that person's entire memory. In other words I can copy everything I need to know about work, and you can copy everything you need to know about school.”
“I’m good. I have a college level education remember?”
“Didn’t you drop out due to illness?” I’d heard that get mentioned at the dinner table before.
“Let’s not talk about that.” A sudden change in tone. Chloe really wanted to avoid that subject.
“Anyway, hold still.” I took aim and hit copy with the new feature. I didn’t want to be too intrusive. Fortunately the app let me trim off anything I didn’t need. When I finished the memory transfer it was only knowledge relating to Chloe’s work I received.
“So?” Chloe asked.
“Your computer password is ‘password101’, you keep a makeup kit and sparing tights in your bottom drawer, you sit between Dianne and Susan and you once stole a pen from a co-worker who was annoying you.” Chloe gave me an amazed expression.
“That’s amazing… and kind of frightening.”
“It’s the only way this is going to work.”
“I guess that’s also true. Well time for us to switch.” That it was. I performed the switch, entering Chloe’s body as she entered mine. I took us both a few moments to compose ourselves. The final touch was to use the personality modifier to alter the way we talked. We should be able to blend in perfectly now. Soon it was time for Chloe to get the bus to school, and for me to get in her car and drive Hana to school. Chloe had the spare car key. After dropping off Hana I left her car parked in a carpark along my bus route. I could get a bus to Chloe’s work from there, and Chloe could get off the bus on the way home and retrieve her car. Shame I couldn’t just make a copy of her car with the app so we wouldn’t have to deal with the car sharing aspect of our plan.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up to the discovery of a memory alteration update. Using it you gain all memories Chloe has relating to her work. This plan might actually work now.<<endif>>
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[[Work|ChloeB4]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I arrived at Chloe’s work trying not to think about the fact I had just rode on a busy bus wearing a tight skirt and blouse. Even at the age where she had a daughter the same age as me, Chloe somehow maintained a great figure that could turn heads. Once free from the bus I quickly headed to the tall building where Chloe, or I in this case, worked. Using her memories I had no trouble clocking on and heading up to claim my desk. It would be a day filled with making sense of numbers of a computer screen and putting transcribing into a simple report that the idiot shareholders could understand. Frankly if you just wrote ‘big profits’ on a poster and presented it to them they would be happy. I spent most the day bored out of my mind, glancing at the clock every 10 seconds and wondering how Chloe was doing.
“Chloe.” Someone standing behind was seeking my attention. I spun around in the chair and saw it was Chloe’s boss Rupert.
“Yes?”
“You never replied to my email about staying overtime. I’m assuming you have other plans.” Oh right I was meant to reply to that.
“Actually I’m free. We’ll have all afternoon together,” I joked.
“Delightful, I’ll see you again this afternoon.” He headed off again. I got back to dragging myself through the field of numbers. It was hard to motivate yourself to work when you knew that no matter how much or how little you did, the outcome would always be the same.
Lunch came and went. Soon it was after three which was the time Chloe usually packed up so she could go and pick up Hana from school. Right now the real Chloe would have been waiting for the final bell to ring so she could escape her prison. Over the next two hours the office began to get empty as more and more of my co-workers packed up and left. The office ran a flexible time system so it wasn’t a massive rush out the door. By six the entire office had almost emptied. Only other person was still working. I presumed they had also been roped into overtime. That presumption was wrong when they suddenly let out a relieved sigh and stood up stretching their arms.
“Finally finished.” They quickly saved their work and shut down their computer. “See you tomorrow Chloe.” They waved to me as they left. Wait was I the only person here now? The moment my co-worker was gone the door to Rupert’s office opened. He didn’t look like he would be leaving anytime soon.
“Ah Chloe.” Rupert came over and stood behind me again. “I sent you an email, can you open it please.” I checked my emails for the one he had sent. I promptly opened it as he leaned over my shoulder. He was getting a little too close for comfort frankly.
“See anything wrong?” He asked, drawing my attention to the spreadsheet. I stared at the huge pile of numbers using Chloe’s memories to make sense of it. The whole time Rupert was leaning next to me with his hand on my shoulder. I wish I knew more about sexual harassment laws so I knew where to draw the line. Eventually I saw what it was he wanted me to see. I explained to him the problem although really it was something he should have picked up on himself.
“Ah so that’s it, can you correct it for me and send it back.” Again something he could have done himself but whatever. I began typing but that was when it happened. His hand on my shoulder slipped and he practically fell on top of me, his hand running down the full length of my skirt and landing between my thighs.
“Oops,” he joked, his face now an inch from mine. Was he going to move or what? He turned towards me and our eyes met. I now doubted that his slip had been an accident, he clearly wanted something to happen. That kind of thought was…<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You arrive at work. Using Chloe's memories you blend in and get through the day. During overtime you find yourself alone in the office with your boss Rupert. He 'accidently' slips and his hand lands between your thighs with his face inches from yours. This situation is...<<endif>>
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[[Disgusting|ChloeB5]]
[[Arousing|ChloeC5]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I can’t work with you on top of me,” I coldly told him. He quickly backed away; waving his hands like it was all one big accidental misunderstanding. I guessed he was just trying his luck, and knew that if he went any further he’d be facing a sexual harassment case. He’d probably gone too far away, but he could always claim it was an accident. Plus it would be Chloe who would have to deal with that so I decided to just keep on working provided he kept his distance.
“Just email it to me when you’re done.” He retreated back to his office with those words. It only took me half an hour to fix the spreadsheet and after that there wasn’t much else to do. It was hardly worth making me do overtime just to fix a spreadsheet. Putting all the pieces together it was clear what his goal had been. Really the only question I had was why he had chosen Chloe as his target, or perhaps she was just one out of many employees he had tried his hand with. It didn’t matter. I was only doing this today afterwards me and Chloe would be switching back. I’d leave the mystery of Harassment Rupert in her hands.
After work I met up with Chloe in a carpark near her office. We swapped back there without much trouble and I apologised for the missing button on her blouse.
“It was just you and Rupert? Jeez he must have been looking for a new office slut.” I nearly choked at that comment.
“His ‘personal assistant’ quit the company last month. Personal assistant meaning person who got promoted so she could work closer with him, so close there was a lot of physical contact if you now what I mean.” I never expected Chloe to start openly talking about sex. “Don’t worry about it. He usually backs off if you give him the cold shoulder… I’m assuming that what’s you did right?”
“Of course, you don’t think I’d do something that gross right?”
“Well… I guess not.” She then murmured something quietly.
“Huh?”
“Oh nothing, just monologuing.” Sometimes I just didn’t understand her. We arrived home shortly after. Chloe had done all my homework for me so I didn’t have to worry about that. It was getting late so I decided to just hit the sack so I could wake up fresh and early tomorrow.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You brush Rupert off with a cold shoulder and he backs away before you throw a lawsuit at him. After work Chloe explains he was just trying his chances with you in a search for a new office slut to make his personal assistant. She seems to be hiding something from you though.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Tobecon]](Coming Soon)
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I placed my hand on top of his ensuring he couldn’t be going anyway.
“Isn't this kind of thing against company policy?” I seductively whisper.
“Well there’s a little bit of fine text that reads ‘unless otherwise stated by an executive’, and I’m stating that the company policy doesn’t apply right now.” We leaned closer; maintaining eye contact in a game of chicken that ultimately resulted in a shared kiss. Our lips met, our tongues invaded each other’s mouth. We learned so far back on my chair it tipped over and we fell back. Rupert handed on top of me, one hand supporting his weight while the other squeezed my breasts. We rolled off the chair and began spreading our love across the office. Making out on other people’s desk, and then taking it past kissing and onto the next step. Rupert striped me of my panties and then pressed me against the wall. He opened up his zipper to let his monster cock free. My pussy was dripping at this point, ready to welcome anything that could fill it up. Rupert pulled up my skirt then drove his monster cock home <<click "inside me">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ChloeOfficeScene.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. At the same time he freed my breasts from my blouse and toyed with my erect nipples. The onslaught of pleasure had me moaning like a slut. He pounded me from behind while toying with my nipples sending tidal waves of pleasure through my body. It was amazing and it only got better with each trust.
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“Oh god, I’m going to cum!” I cried out. Rupert had more stamina than what I could compete with. He increased the power of his thrusts forcing me into a state of ecstasy as my orgasm came. He didn’t stop though, he continued to pound me until he also came, and even then he didn’t stop. The orgasms left me unable to stand, so he moved things to the coach in his office where he drove me to a second orgasm, followed by him cumming inside me a second and then finally a third time. After that he finally stopped, leaving me in a state of euphoria as cum dripped out of my overflowing pussy.
Rupert returned to his cushioned chair and sat down with his cock still hanging out. He pulled a cigar from his desk drawer and lit it.
“It’s silly really, sex is a great way to relieve pressure and stress while also strengthening the bond between employer and employee. Why people frown upon it is baffling.” I couldn’t deny he had a point. Right now I felt more relaxed than I’d ever been.
Later I met up with Chloe in a carpark near her work feeling nervous. A number of questions were running through my head. Would Chloe know what had happened when we switched back? What if she wasn’t on birth control? What if Rupert said something to her? What would she do if she found out? I’d done everything I could to hide what had happened like binning the ruined tights and fixed up my dishevelled attire. To my horror however I discovered one of the buttons on blouse had gone missing, probably due to how rough Rupert had been undressing me.
“How was it?” Chloe asked as I approached the car.
“How was what?” Did she know already?
“How was work…” Shit now she was suspicious. I had to act natural. I let out a long dissatisfied groan.
“How do you do that every day? If anything I feel more motivated to study now.” That seemed to get things back on track.
“Well as fun as it is to be you, let’s change you back.” Chloe turned herself back into me in preparation for the body swap. In order for our switch to work, we had used the app to copy Chloe’s body, swapped bodies, and then turned Chloe who was in my body into herself. She could then undo the change with the undo function to return to being me. She pressed the button and my vision shifted back to my hand on the app. Immediately quit the swap menu and opened up the copy menu. Like it should have been there was a copy of Chloe from this morning so I quickly applied it to her while she was still disorientated. Now any effect having sex with Rupert had left on her body would be gone.
“So how was Hana’s performance?” I asked.
“She’s still performing at a high level.” Chloe didn’t seem to notice anything. “Shall we go home?” We got in the car and drove back.
“I’ve done all your homework for tomorrow, well everything I was aware off. School sure is fun. We should do this again sometime.” Chloe was making small talk but I could definitely agree with her about doing it again.
“Yeah, it’ll be fun. So anything interesting happen at school?” Chloe smirked before answering.
“Just teenagers being teenagers.” Sounded like a normal day. We arrived home and since it was late I didn’t have much time to do anything before going to bed.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You entice Rupert further and it doesn't go unrewarded. Soon you are making out around the office, moving from desk to desk until he has you pinned against a wall with your panties removed. Your dripping pussy invites him in and he <<click "rails you">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ChloeOfficeScene.png]]<</replace>><</click>> with his cock.
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After he makes you cum several times he sets you on his coach to recover and clean yourself up. Your worry now is that Chloe might find out.
Later you meet her in the carpark outside her office. Thankfully she doesn't seem to notice anything and you swap back without a hitch.<<endif>>
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[[Next day|ChloeC6]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>The next morning the app updated again but with it came the announcement it would be the final update. A mass memory alteration feature was added which in short, allowed the memory of the entire world to be altered in one press of the button. It sounded like a really useful feature for some situations but I had no immediate plans to use it. My concern was still the question of would Chloe find out about yesterday. I had to hope not. When I saw her at breakfast she didn’t seem to show any hints she’d found out.
Soon I was leaving the house still pondering that question. I got on the school bus as it arrived without second thought but suddenly there was a round of applause accompanied by cheering.
“Huh?” The bus was only half-full, but everyone was clapping. Some looked puzzled while others had smug looks on their faces. I completely forgot about Chloe finding out what I had done, and was now focused on finding out what she had done. I sat down in my usual seat next to Mei.
“Sup champ,” Mei greeted.
“Champ? As in champion?”
“Well it’s what everyone is calling you champ.” What the hell did Chloe do?
“Did I win something?”
“Well nothing physical, but you certainly won the respect of everyone in school after what you did yesterday.” What I did yesterday? The cheering died down and I tried to listen out for anyone who might be explaining what I’d done to someone else. Unfortunately it was too noisy. The extra attention also meant I couldn’t use the Reborn app as someone would see me.
I arrived at school and my first contact with Dave was him patting me on the back then encouraging everyone around to give me another round of applause. I wanted to ask what I’d done, but it was clearly something I should have known. At the risk of sounding like I was missing a screw or two I kept quiet.
Then my teacher arrived and immediately they called upon me.
“Joe, the principal wishes to see you in his office.” Shit. Whatever Chloe had done had earned me a trip to see the principal. This wasn’t good. I stood up and walked out of the room. I knocked on the door of the principal’s office and he called me inside.
“It’s not an easy position we are in,” he explained. “Striking a teacher, regardless of the circumstances is a major offence.” For fuck sake.
“I’m sorry.” I had to try and patch this up.
“Not quite going to cut it. Ultimately though you were struck first. That puts the school in an incredibly difficult position. Normally we’d be considering expulsion but we can’t be seen given you a harsher punishment than her. We’ve suspended Mrs Clark, and sorry to say but we have agree you will also face suspension.” From what I understood Mrs Clark hit Chloe, Chloe retaliated and now both of us were getting suspended. I don’t know what Chloe did to provoke her but if she had of been smart and not retaliated we could have pushed to get the fat bitch fired.
“I’m very sorry,” I apologised once more.
“Yes well the decision stands. Can you get home yourself or do you require arrangements to be made?”
“I can get home myself.” I'd need the walk to plan what'd I'd say to her when she got home.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You continue to worry about Chloe finding out, right up until you discover she did something worthy of a round of applause the moment you stepped on the bus.
At school you lean that she something provoked Mrs Clark into hitting her, and that she retaliated earning both of you a suspension from school. You return home early to confront her.<<endif>>
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[[Next|ChloeC7]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I waited for Chloe in the living room. To my surprise I heard her car pull up on the driveway well before I expected her to be back from work. This was good; it meant I could have a firm discussion without worrying about Hana hearing.
“Chloe!” I announced myself the moment she stepped through the door.
“Joe!” She responded equally as angry as me. She entered the living room and our eyes immediately met.
“I can’t believe you!” Our voices harmonised.
“You punched a teacher!”
“You had sex with my boss!” The atmosphere turned fierce.
“At least I didn’t injure someone!”
“No, but you killed my reputation. Do you know what people are saying about me at work?”
“Do you know what people are saying about me at school?” We both had good reason to be angry at the other, but I felt my reason was more valid. If anything I’d probably helped her career, meanwhile I was lucky to still have a school to go to.
“How am I meant to show my face in an office of people who think I’m a whore?”
“Well at least you get a choice; I’ve been suspended because of you!”
“Great, gives you plenty of time to help me look for a new job.” We were at a standstill. Both of us furious at the other. Something Chloe said gave me an idea though.
“Sure, I’ll find you a new job. I handle that while you handle getting me back into school.” Chloe saw logic, so much so she took it a step further.
“Yeah, you caused this mess so you’ll clean it up. Tomorrow my boss wants me to work the morning. You are going to go to work in my body and straighten all this up.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You confront Chloe at home. She has found out what happened at work is equally angry at you. You come to an agreement that you would both fix the mess you caused.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|ChloeC8]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>It wasn’t often Chloe worked a Saturday, but her boss Rupert had oddly requested she come in today. I knew there was a possibility he wanted to see Chloe for matters of pleasure, not business. I arrived by bus again since Chloe wasn’t going to me drive. When I entered the office I noticed immediately nobody else was here. I headed straight for the door of Rupert’s office and knocked.
“Come in,” he called out. I followed his instruction, entering the small room. “Ah Chloe, my new favourite employee, a woman I can trust.” Rupert stood and approached. He walked past me <<click "grabbing my ass">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ChloeOfficeScene2.png]]<</replace>><</click>> as he went by.
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“Follow, I need to show you what we’ll be doing today.” He really was treating me like I was his property. I thought about why I was here.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You head into the office on a Saturday and find no-one but Rupert is there. He slaps your ass suggestively.<<endif>>
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[[To help Chloe, I’ll have to make a stand|ChloeG1]]
[[Forget about Chloe, I’m going to enjoy this|ChloeC9]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Rupert, Sir!” I was a respected employee, not his new cum slut. “About what happened on Thursday. It was a mistake. I acted outside of what is appropriate for an employee of this company.” I put on my most professional face.
“Don’t say that,” Rupert moved in close. He wrapped his arm gently around me, holding me firmly with his face inches from my own. I quickly pushed him away.
“Sir. What happened on Thursday shouldn’t have happened, nor should it ever happen again.” Rupert frowned and turned away.
“Well, I guess if that is how you see it.” He took a long breathe. “Perhaps it was, or perhaps you calculated this." Calculated? Was he implying I had something planned?
"Um..." I was about to correct him but he shushed me.
"Anyway, moving back onto why I called you in today. One of our major shareholders will be coming here for a presentation later. Normally we don’t do Saturdays but he’s a busy man and this was the best date. I'm going to give you the important task of giving him a presentation. He's a hard man to please so you better not make a fool of this company." That was a warning. I had somehow landed Chloe with an important task that would influence her career. It could go badly, but I could also make it work in her favor.
“Yes Sir.” I didn’t expect him to just drop the issue of sex so easily. He must suspect that I had only slept with him for my own benifit. Better than being seen as a slut I guess. I quickly headed to my computer and put everything I had into making that presentation.
Just before lunch a balding man dressed in a grey business suit arrived. He sat down in the boardroom and I followed Rupert inside and received an unimpressed look for him.
“Mr Alexander,” Rupert greeted.
“Rupert.” I could tell straight away he’d be a hard man to please. That was why Rupert had picked me though, because I could be very persuasive.
“I’m a busy man. I don’t want to be in this dirty office any longer than I need to.” Alexander rubbed his finger across the table to symbolise that it wasn’t up to his standards.
“Chloe will handle the presentation; she’s a promising employee so I trust her with this task.” Rupert took a seat and silently watched putting the pressure on me. It would take more than that to shake me. Now was my chance to shine and show them both what Chloe was really capable off.
I started the presentation I had used every second I had putting together. Mr Alexander was hard to please but I didn’t let it deter me. He tried to shake me by pointing out flaws in what I was showing him but I held my ground every time. I eventually managed to earn his respect and when the presentation was at an end he was smiling.
“I’m glad to see you’ve found an employee who is actually competent at their job,” he complemented once everything was done. “I’ll take my leave; I expect good things next quarter.”
He left allowing me and Rupert to exchange some words.
“Well done, frankly I didn’t expect much and was ready to step in and save you, but you nail it. Perhaps you are more than just a pretty face. We can discuss this further on Monday.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take a stand and shrug off his advances. Rupert takes the hint, even going as far to suggest you had sex with him to further your own career. He gives you that chance and puts you in charge of a presentation to a visitng shareholder.
You nail the presentation and the shareholder leaves impressd by your work. Rupert is also pleased, and seems to respect you more.<<endif>>
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[[Next|ChloeG2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I returned his advances. Rupert led me into the boardroom. As par typical boardroom it had a huge circular polished wooden table surrounded by cushioned chairs.
“At around noon our biggest shareholder will be coming here to discuss our numbers for the last quarter. He’s a hard man to please, and our numbers while decent aren’t where he’d like to see them. I want you to put together a presentation for him. I don’t really care too much about what’s on it, provided Mr Alexander leaves a happy man.” Rupert squeezed my ass again. “Just give him some of the charm you showed me, I’m sure that’ll smooth things out.” He brought his face in close and we kissed. Rupert’s hands began exploring my body and ruffling my neat clothes.
“You’re wearing tights again. If you are going to be working this close to me then you might want to switch to wearing stockings instead.” He tore away the fabric of my tights then removed my panties. "Or maybe this suits you better?" He said throwing away my panties.
He gave me a teasing kiss then stepped back, leaving my lust unsatisfied. "That's a good expression, make sure you shoow it to Mr Alexander." I understood what I had to do now.
Just before lunch a balding man dressed in a grey business suit sat down in the boardroom. I followed Rupert inside and received an unimpressed look.
“Mr Alexander,” Rupert greeted.
“Rupert.” I could tell straight away he’d be a hard man to please. That was why Rupert had picked me though, because I could be very persuasive.
“I’m a busy man. I don’t want to be in this dirty office any longer than I need to.” Alexander rubbed his finger across the table to symbolise that it wasn’t sparkling clean.
“Yes Sir, Chloe you would.” I'd prepared two kinds of presentations for him, Rupert would handle one while I handled the other.
“Would you like anything Mr Alexander," I offered. "You can have sparkling water, white wine, or me..." I whispered with my most seductive tone.
“So you’re the slut he’s brought in this time?” How rudde, and what did he mean by this time? “Not that I'm saying no," he laughed. He gestured for me to start even though he wasn't moving from his chair.
Rupert nodded to me, using hand signals to hint what I should do. I got the message and quickly got down onto my knees to bring my head level with Mr Alexander’s crotch. He kept his eyes on the presentation Rupert was giving as I unbuckled his belt and opened up his trousers. I free his dick but it wasn't even erect. That was easy to fix. I gently stimulated it using my hands to get him hard.
“Keep going,” he said. Did he mean me, Rupert or both us of? I had yet to touch a penis other than my own throughout all of this. I hesitantly moulded my hand around his erect shaft then began jerking. Chloe’s biggest asset was her breasts so decided to try a boob job. I pressed his dick <<click "between my breasts">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ChloeScene4.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and began moving it like I had seen them do in porn vids. His tip was poking through my breasts so I took it inside my mouth.
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“Now we’re getting somewhere,” he said with his eyes still focused on Rupert. I wanted to make him feel good so I put everything into doing just that. Suddenly I felt his shaft twitch between my breasts as a strange taste entered my mouth.
“Keep going.” Despite having just unloaded his cum into my mouth he wanted me to continue. I had no time to spit what he had given me out so swallowed. It felt good going down my throat, and urge to milk even more out of him was arising. I used my mouth even more, taking his shaft as deep inside as I could.
He came a second time, blasting the back of my throat this time. My body forced me to stop and cough. I was still prepared to continue but Mr Alexander had decided he had seen enough. He stood up before I could continue, closing up his trousers and buckling his belt again.
“Frankly this meeting has been average, but I’m a man of high standards so don’t take that the wrong way.” Again I couldn’t tell if he was speaking to me or Rupert. “You can count on my support in the next shareholder meeting.” That one was definitely for Rupert.
“Thank you for your patience. Next quarter I’m sure will be more promising.”
“I’m expecting a better performance next time. The potential is there, use it.” And now we were back to comments that could have been for either one of us. Rupert saw Alexander out of the office while I tidied up. When Rupert returned he had a grin on his face.
“Well done, I knew I could count on you.” He moved towards me and was about to kiss me but stopped. “Clean yourself up. You don’t want your husband knowing about this right?”
“Don’t worry, he won’t find out.” It wasn’t my dad I was worried about, it was the real Chloe.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You welcome Rupert's advances. He teases you a little then explains why he brought you in today.
Later a major shareholder arrives for a presentation. Rupert has put you in charge of <<click "making him comfortabe">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ChloeScene4.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and you do just that. Afterwards you ponder how to handle the real Chloe.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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[[Next|ChloeC10]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>When I was done at work I returned to normal then got the bus home. As I sat there I found myself making observations about the men around me. There were so many cocks within reach, if it wasn’t for public decency laws I could help myself to any of them. Well not in this body I couldn’t but with Chloe’s body I could have my way with any man, or rather let him have his way with me.
Eventually I arrived back home. I didn’t say hi to anyone, I just headed up to my room and waited because I knew Chloe would come seeking me. I had my phone at the ready with the poser active waiting for her to come in.
“Joe?” Here she was. She impatiently knocked the door and entered. I immediately locked onto her with the poser.
“Hello. Close the door.” She immediately did as I asked. "Now get naked."
“Joe what are you doing?” She could speak freely despite her hands being forced to remove her clothing. Soon she was standing naked in front of me, oh how I wanted to be back in that body. I told her to be silent to stop her saying anything else. Now how would I proceed from here?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>When you got home you headed to your room and waited for Chloe. You set up a trap and took control of her using the poser the moment she entered the room. I thought about what I wanted.<<endif>>
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[[I only want her body|ChloeCE1]]
[[I want everything|ChloeCE2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I just wanted her image, not her.
“I have a proposal.”
“It better be a good one, I can smell the sex on you. You probably let Rupert fuck you again.” She seemed angry; better not mention sucking off Alexander.
“How about I take over at your work and you…”
“Forget it! I shouldn’t have given you a chance to screw things up even more. I’ll hand in my resignation first thing Monday myself. I can’t fucking believe what you’ve done to my reputation at the company. I’ll have to…”
“Stop!” This wasn’t working out as I planned. I decided to use the app to be more persuasive. “I’ll take over you for at the company. You will think this is a good idea.” The poser changed her opinion on my proposal instantly. “We will switch places every day before work and switch back during the afternoon. You will now get dressed and leave my room, forget everything that has happened since you entered, then re-enter my room believing it to be the first time today.” Something I’d realised was that since app didn’t have any restrictions on its range, I could actually swap bodies with Chloe from the other side of the universe provided we were both pre-selected for the swap. Chloe promptly turned around and left the room like a robot. Immediately she returned as instructed.
“Joe!”
“Hi Chloe, I’ve a proposal…”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You propose switching places during the day for work and school. Chloe hates the idea but you use the app to persaude her to agree.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|ChloeCED1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I wanted to be more than a substitute for her, I wanted to be her but that meant I had to get rid of the original.
“You will take the app from me and use to swap our bodies. You then give it back to me and after that, you are going to fuck me.” That horrified look on her face was bliss. She stepped over and took the app from me as instructed. I issued another quick command to add onto the previous one. “And you’re going to enjoy it.”
She took the phone from my hand and swapped our bodies. Then she gave me back the phone and forcefully pushed me down onto the bed and positioned me so my ass would be in the air. I was ready, ready for my own cock to penetrate me and that was what it did. She didn’t bother with foreplay; she simply drove the full length of her massive shaft <<click "into my pussy">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ConSexR.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.<div id="imago"></div>
It felt amazing being rammed so forcefully. It felt like I was being raped with how rough she was being but at the same time we were both enjoying it. I came quickly but she kept on going. I didn’t matter how many times I came or how limb my body became. She kept on going until finally my mind could take no more. The world faded away as I passed out, if I never woke up I’d be happy with how I spent my final moments.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wanted to make the switch a more permanent. You use the app to swap bodies then order Chloe to <<click "fuck you">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ConSexR.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. She is forced to comply but is so rough that you pass out from the repeated orgasms.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|ChloeCED2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Rupert lifted up my skirt and laughed at what he saw.
“As a businessman I can understand a competitor taking steps to keep me off his turf.” Clasped around my waist was a black chastity belt. If Rupert wanted to put his cock in either of my holes he’d need to call in a locksmith first. “Did your husband put this on you?”
“Yes,” I lied. Chloe, the real Chloe, was the one who locked me in this. After fucking my brains out she had a change of heart and decided to make our role swap permanent, but decided that her body was still her property and would treated me as such.
“Yet he carelessly forgot that you have three fuck holes.” Rupert unzipped his trousers and pushed my head down to waist height. A chastity belt wouldn’t stop him getting what he wanted as I took his shaft inside my mouth.
Later I returned home to what appeared to be an empty house, but moments after closing the door Chloe revealed herself.
“Welcome back slut,” she declared still in my body. Even at home I was living as her, and she was attending school was me. Everyday Chloe would use me as her fuck toy. My pussy, my ass, my mouth, every day her cock invaded them all and I loved it.
“I’ve decided to take a day off from our usual routine.” My heart sank hearing that. Her chastity belt had kept me from having fun since out last fuck session. “Don’t worry; I called a couple of your friends round to take over.” Four of my old classmates emerged from hiding. They were already naked and under the Reborn app's control. Their erect cocks ready to invade me in Chloe’s place. My pussy was soaked in eagerness as Chloe tossed one of them the key so they could begin.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You continue going to work in Chloe's place while she attends school as you. You have been reduced to role as fuck toy. She has taken steps to make sure your boss understands you are her property. At home she decides to take a day off and lets your old classmates fuck you instead.<<endif>>
~ End - Chloe's Property ~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Rupert lifted up my skirt and groped my ass.
“Thanks for your hard work, are you enjoying your promotion.” It was hard to call it a promotion. I was now his personal secretary and assistant. Naturally that meant spending a lot of time with him in work and sometimes outside it. I also helped out with meeting with high profile business partners like Alexander. Like he suggested I was improving my technique, practicing on Rupert mostly then showing that off to the men he brought into the office. It was no secret what I was doing. The way the other women in the office looked at me showed they knew but they didn’t shame me. I loved what I was doing and I benefited the company so really they should be thanking me. I got paid more, was contributing more than I was before and I got to have lots and lots of sex. What was there not to love?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You continue going to work in Chloe's place, letting Rupert touch you as often as he likes. You've been promoted to be his personal secretary and assistant. He doesn't keep your talents to him, and regulary shares you with other high profile figures who are associated with the company. You have a high paying job and get to have sex regulary. It's a pretty good deal.<<endif>>
~ End - Cum Slut Businesswoman ~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I sat back down and waited for Hana to reappear. The guy next to me had said they sent girls who didn’t undress home so Hana would probably be back soon enough. There was free Wi-Fi so I kept myself entertained while I waited. After about ten minutes girls began to re-emerge from the room with dull expressions. Some were angry and wanted out of the building as soon as possible. I could guess they were the girls who had refused to strip so Hana should be with them.
More time passed and no more girls were emerging. Where was Hana? I was about to get up when the door opened again and another girl emerged looking pissed. She walked straight over one of the guys near me.
“Let’s get the heck out of her, that cameraman is an ass.”
“He’s an ass that sells,” her agent replied. “You sure you want to walk out on this? You might not get another opportunity.”
“That ass said the same thing,” she spat. “I’m going. If you want to stay here then you can.” She headed out the room leaving me feeling even more worried than before. If Hana was alone in there I would have broken down the door and yanked her out but since she was with others she should be okay.
After another hour the photoshoot finally came to an end. Some of the girls left looking pleased while others seemed almost ashamed of something. Hana was among those who seemed ashamed with herself.
“What happened in there?” I had to ask.
“Nothing… let’s just go home.” That seemed rather abrupt. I tried to get her to say more about what happened but she refused tell me. I ended up going to bed that night unable to sleep due to worry. Had something bad happened, and was it over or was there more to follow?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wait patiently for Hana to return. Some of the girls leave fairly soon after but Hana isn't with them. This makes you more worried but you trust she can handle herself. Eventually Hana returns but she doesn't look happy, like she has done something she is ashamed off.<<endif>>
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[[Next|HanaS2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I quickly left the building and ran into an empty alleyway. There were no witnesses so I quickly targeted myself with the Reborn app. I <<click "transformed myself">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewGirlJoe.png]]<</replace>><</click>> into a female version of myself, then like Hana gave myself a sexy look. My clothes had transformed with me so I wouldn’t look like some homeless girl who just wondered in off the street. I returned to the agency building and approached the girl who had been taking names.
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“I am I too late?” I apologised.
“No, you’re right on time. Name please.” I quickly thought up a name to give her along with some other fake information. Luckily she didn’t ask for any ID. I followed the rest of the pack into the next room, passing effortlessly by the bouncer who had denied me access only minutes ago. Where I had to go was clearly marked so I followed the signs into another room. There were twenty girls on similar age sat down on chairs pointed towards a projector screen.
“Good evening everyone, I'm Bastien,” announced a greasy man wearing shades. He sounded French, or rather he sounded like he was pretending to be French. I saw Hana but the seats on either side of her were occupied. I’d get a chance to speak with her once the man was done talking so I took a seat as well to listen.
“Now who has done paid modelling work before?” He asked. Half the girls raised their hands. Naturally Hana and I kept ours down. “Plenty of new faces then. I’ll explain how tonight is going to go and anyone uncomfortable is free to leave.” He seemed genuine. Maybe I was worried over nothing. He began explaining things and it all seemed very innocent. He showed off examples of his work, he explained the type of girl he was looking, what they’d be wearing etc. It was all very convincing until it got to the end.
“Any questions?” He asked the room. One girl stood up immediately.
“Yeah, where were all the nude photographs?” She turned around and faces us. “Anyone who isn’t comfortable with being photographed naked should leave. I’ve worked with this guy before and rest assure he will ask you to strip. Isn’t that right?” She turned back around and threw her question at the photographer.
“You act like I’m hiding it. Nude photographs will be a part of today’s schedule.”
“And there you have it. You rookies who think a bikini’s too much can just go home now.” Something seemed off. The way she called everyone a rookie seemed like she was actually challenging them. She was also not showing any intent of leaving, essentially saying that she was a better model that everyone here. As a result nobody got up and left. There weren’t any more questions so we were brought into the actual photo studio. Straight away he wanted to see everyone in their underwear. If someone was unsure he got annoyed at them for not leaving back in the room told them to leave, placing the blame unfairly on them. I hoped Hana would be sensible enough to refuse to strip allowing us to leave early. That wasn’t the case. When Hana had already begun stripping. If I was to keep an eye on her I’d need to do the same. Half of the girls were dismissed for refusing to strip, and a few more were dismissed even after they had stripped due to their bodies not being up to the cameraman’s standards. I tried to get Hana’s attention but Bastien clapped his hands and ordered us to all move to the photo area.
“Well start with a group photo then proceed to some individual pictures.” He got us all together and for the first time started to display his skills as a professional. His instructions were clear in regards to what we had to do and he managed all seven of us perfectly. Maybe my initial doubts were for nought. Despite having seven naked women in front of him he avoided snapping pictures of anyone’s genitalia. I looked at Hana and could tell she wasn’t entirely comfortable. Frankly I was a little uncomfortable as well. It was only because this wasn’t my real body or my real face that I was okay with this. Hana’s body may have been altered, but her face was practically unchanged. Anyone who saw her close up would quickly recognise her.
“Great work everyone… now time for some individual photos. You, blondie, you’re up first. Everyone else wait in the other room.” Finally a chance to speak with Hana. We were sent back into the changing room while a busty blonde girl stayed behind. I recognised her as the girl who had spoken up before at the end the introduction.
“Hana,” I whispered trying to be discrete. I didn’t want the other girls thinking something was up. The last thing they needed right now was to know there was a boy in their midst. “Hana!” I whispered again, getting her attention this time. She looked at me trying to figure out who I was. Her brain recognised me automatically but refused to accept the answer it knew to be wrong.
“Who are you?” Hana asked puzzled by the sense of familiarity but no memory to go with it.
“It’s me, Joe,” I hissed. Her eyes widen and she was about to blurt out my name so I quickly covered her mouth. “Shhhhh.”
“Joe,” she whispered. “What are you doing here? And why are you a girl?”
“I had a bad feeling and followed you in here. Looks like my gut was correct about this.” Hana realised she was speaking to her brother naked and covered up her chest defensively.
“Get out you perv!” She hissed.
“Only if you come as well.” I wasn’t leaving her behind. “As your brother I can’t just leave you alone in this kind of situation.”
“I’m fine. I just have to endure this…” She didn’t sound so sure. “I can do this.” I really didn’t know how to respond to that. I felt there was still something I was missing, that Hana had a reason that I was unaware off. I would have pressed her to find out what it was but the door opened and Bastien returned with the other girl. She was smiling broadly and sat down as Bastien picked out another girl to take into the next room.
“How was it?” Someone asked blondie.
“Oh don’t worry, Bastien is a butterfly really.”
“See, there’s nothing to worry about.” Hana seemed determined to be rid of me. I was still unsure though. I came to a decision that would satisfy us both. When Bastien returned I’d volunteer to go next. That way I’d be able to make sure that Bastien wasn’t doing anything suspicious behind closed doors. Fortunately he soon returned and I quickly stepped up and offered to go next. In my haste I failed to notice that the girl who had just returned didn’t have the same bright expression as her predecessor.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You find a secluded spot and transform yourself into a girl version of yourself. You then top up your features to make yourself more appealing and model-like. You return to the agency and sign up for the photoshoot. You arrive in time for a talk by the cameraman who explains things. It's revealled it will be a nude photoshoot. You use this to try and get Hana to leave but are unsuccessful. Instead you volunteer to do the shoot before her to make sure the cameraman isn't doing anything questionable. <<endif>>
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[[Next|HanaR6]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>The photo studio had changed a little since the group photo. Some props had been laid out and among them I noticed a pair of fluffy handcuffs. Maybe I was expected to pose with them or something to entice the masochist reader.
“Alright, spread your legs.”
“Like facing you with them open?” That was pushing his nude photography to the next level.
“Yes, chop chop I don’t have all day.” I expected him to put a prop down to hide my snatch but once I was in position he began snapping.
“Hey, what kind of photos are you taking?” I complained.
“Art. You’re the model, I’m the photographer. You only need to do as I say.” He was being a lot pushier than before. This was starting to feel like a porn shoot.
“What kind of a magazine do you work for?”
“I’m a freelancer; I take photos for my clients whose identities I cannot disclose.” This was too fishy. I wasn’t letting Hana have her photos taken by a man who could be selling them off to pornography websites for all I know. I closed my legs and hide my body with my arms.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m leaving. Unless you give me reason to stay.” His response, a business card.
“I’ve got friends in high places and they pay a lot more than what I do. I could recommend you to them, but I only recommend the best. Before you answer don’t think about where the money is coming from, rather what you could spend it on.” Well I could use some extra cash, but it still sounded a little dodgy.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The cameraman asks you to show everything, going as far to ask you to spread your legs for him. You hestitate but he explains he has connections to the adult industry you might want to take advantage off.<<endif>>
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[[Accept|HanaR7]]
[[Refuse|HanaT7]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>What was the harm in saying yes? I could use some extra money and it wasn’t like it was selling my body because technically it wasn’t my body. The photoshoot resumed and I gave Bastien every pose he wanted from me. He got his camera uncomfortably close towards the end but he was professional. He finished taking photos shortly after but wasn’t through with me just yet.
“If you want some more hands on work, I can get you in contact with a friend of mine.”
“Explain hands on.”
“There will be hands and maybe more on you. And it’ll be videos not photos he’ll be taking.” Suddenly the fake French accent had vanished. So this was what Bastien’s true goal was, scouting girls for his friend adult video racket.
“What’s he pay?”
“A lot.” All I needed to hear. I gave Bastien my number and he told me to expect a phone call tomorrow. I had one condition though, and that was that he didn’t give Hana the same offer. I’d be checking after to ensure he didn’t try to get her involved in the adult industry.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The offer he made you was too tempting. You agreed to take it, but in exchange they had to not involve Hana. The cameraman agreed with that simple condition.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Erostar1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>It wasn’t about the money. It was about Hana. I flat out refused the offer and left. When I expected to the changing room I expected to have to fight Hana to convince her to leave, but surprisingly she agreed willingly. When I asked her about it later she explained the girl that had returned before me told a very different story than Blondie. We quickly left and returned home so we could return ourselves to normal before our parent’s found out what we had been doing.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You refuse. You wanted nothing to do with the adult industry and you made sure Hana had nothing to do with as well.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Our plan tonight was to visit a more lively club. Dave and I arrived early again but did so with reason. Obviously Dave didn’t have any photographic ID for his disguise so I’d have to change him in the bathrooms. Getting in early was crucial then since we didn’t want anyone seeing us. Fortunately our plan to get in early worked a treat. The bathrooms were empty, even the random guy who watched over the bathroom while also selling crap only drunk people wanted hadn’t turned up yet. We quickly doubled checked for security cameras and once we were clear to go I pulled out the target ready to transform Dave.
“Here we go.” I applied the body changes to him. I’d fine-tuned the settings to make the person he transformed into look natural. The result was staggering.
“Hey baby, wanna head back to mine?” He tested his new voice. It was deep and powerful. Combined with his new tall stature, very athletic body, fashionable clothing and dark handsome hair there wouldn’t have be a woman on earth who wouldn’t find him attractive. He should have no problem getting himself some action tonight.
“Who needs mind control when you have the body of a God?” Dave might be getting a little too far ahead of himself now.
“Alright Zeus why don’t you go out there and show the world what you got?” I pushed Dave out of the bathroom. Like before I bought us a drink to pass the time while we waited for the place to liven up.
Dave was half-way through his second pint when a sizeable group arrived in the club. Dave was focusing on which girl looked like his best shot but I had noticed something about one of the guys.
“Hey, isn’t that Stewart?” Stewart was a boy from our year. I didn’t share any classes with him but that didn’t matter much since he was a member of Cassidy’s group. It was unlikely we’d be on friendly terms even if we sat next to each other. Dave looked over at Stewart.
“Shit I think it is, what is he doing here on a school night?” I didn’t answer. I’d noticed that Stewart was the only familiar face around here.
“It’s Rob as well,” I whispered as another of out classmates came into view. Following Rob was someone that everyone in school knew the face off, Cassidy, the queen of popular. I quickly hid my face before anyone looked over and recognised me.
“Shit what’ll we do?” Dave whispered. He was fine, well probably fine. “I don’t want to just leave; we had to pay to get in.”
“I’m the problem, I need to either get out before they see me or get a disguise.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You head out to a club early so you can set up. You transform Dave into his new hybrid image and he heads onto the club floor to try and pick up girls. Your fun is interrupted by the arrival of Cassidy and her group. If she sees you things will be very akward. You either need to leave or get your own disguise like Dave.<<endif>>
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[[Get out|Day3Dave3a]]
[[Get Disguise|Day3Dave3b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I really didn’t want to be seen. I quickly slid away and headed for the side door that led to the smoking area.
“Need a stamp?” The bouncer asked but I said I wouldn’t be back tonight. Dave followed me out and we got away without being seen.
“That was a bust,” he complained. “Next club?”
“We can’t get you inside anymore.” I reminded him. It was too late hope for somewhere to change safely. Like he said, tonight was a bust.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You leave and Dave follows. You are forced to call it quits for tonight.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Tobecon]] (Coming Soon)
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I needed to change my face quickly
“Cover me,” I whispered at Dave. I quickly picked out two people with a similar build to mine, merged their image and applied it to myself without changing my clothes.
“How do I look?” I asked with my new voice.
“Not unusual but it is pretty dark.” That would have to do. Cassidy and the others wouldn’t recognise either of us now. At worst they’d find Dave familiar looking. We remained at the bar and watched Cassidy’s crew a little. We quickly deduced the reason they were here was because it was someone’s eightieth birthday. Needless to say everyone was buying the birthday boy drinks and he became piss drunk very quickly. Someone else who was being bought a lot of drinks was Cassidy. It wasn’t her birthday, but she wouldn’t hesitate to tell anyone who didn’t know better it was.
“She’s just as bad outside of school… but she’s still pretty hot,” Dave commented. “Hey Joe, if I were to try and get it on with her would you support me?”
“You want to try it on with Cassidy?” Cassidy had very high standards about the people she’d let get close to her. Normally Dave wouldn’t be allowed within ten foot of her but with his current appearance he might manage it.
“I’m going for it.” Dave stood up and wobbled over to her. Even with his new good looks he’d need help if he was going to score with Cassidy. For starters she had plenty of people with her who wouldn’t hesitate to cock block Dave. On the other hand, it was always funny watching Dave screw up. He could manage that easily without my help though. He did ask me to support him though and I felt generous. The first thing he needed was to be more charming. I targeted him with the Reborn app and modified his personality to increase his appeal with her. Cassidy took an interest in him quickly but one of her friend’s quickly butted in. They would definitely be a problem. I’d need to thin out the numbers a little. First I targeted the drunkest member of the group and gave a rather messy command using the poser.
“You’re so drunk that you will throw up on the boy to your right.” My order was obeyed things quickly kicked off. A fight broke out between two drunken parties but white knight Dave pulled Cassidy away from the conflict. I gave him a thumbs up as he and Cassidy headed to another part of the club. All I needed to do now was keep Cassidy’s friends away from them. Even Dave should be able to cope by himself now that I’d improved his personality. Dave seemed to be working the charm and the two drunks took to the dancefloor to enjoy themselves. I upped Dave’s dancing game with the app turning a sloppy performance into an award winning one. Dave used the dance to get even closer to her, putting his hands on her body as they danced together. Following that they found a quiet corner and the kissing began. With that my job was done. Only a complete ass would try cock blocking Dave now that things had gotten to this point.
The night came to a close and Dave gave me the news that he was heading back to Cassidy’s for some extended alone time. I wished him luck then made my own way home wondering if I’d be seeing him at school tomorrow or not.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You quickly copy two nearby guys and fuse their image together to create yourself a new identity. Shortly after that a drunken Dave proclaims he'll flirt with Cassidy and seduce her into inviting him back to hers. With a lot of help from you he succeeds. That night he and Cassidy leave together and you look forward to seeing him at school tomorrow, assuming he shows up.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day4Dave1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Chloe was waiting for me at home. For some privacy we headed up to my bedroom to speak.
“Did you hand in my resignation?” Oh right that was what she wanted me to do.
“Better, I got you promoted!” I hoped to see Chloe smile but instead I saw instant suspicion.
“Did you fuck him again?”
“No! I made a firm stand and told him it was all a mistake. He then put me in… forget just take the memories.” Chloe didn’t seem to believe my words so instead I gave her my memories of the event. That helped her appreciate what I’d done a little better.
“I don’t know… my reputation at the company is ruined.”
“Yes but your reputation outside the company is better than ever,” I explained trying to sway her. “You’re more talented that what people know, it’s just a shame I had to sleep with your boss for the opportunity to prove that come up.”
“It was you in that meeting, I couldn’t have done that.”
“Chloe… look at who you’re speaking with. I’m a failure, if I could pull that off with just some of your memories, just think what you, the real you, could have done.” Maybe I was pushing Chloe too hard to stay at her job. With her skills she could probably become the boss of her own company.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell Chloe what happened at work. She is uncertian about taking the promotion. You know she is skilled but how should those skills be used?<<endif>>
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[[Encourage her to take the promotion|ChloeG2a]]
[[Encourage her to make her own company|ChloeG2b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I understand that people have a different opinion of you now, but it’s a promotion. That means more pay and more time off. Are you really going to turn that away just because of some behind your back sniggering?” Chloe thought about for a few minutes before making up her mind.
“I guess you’re right. I shouldn’t be so concerned about my reputation.” She pulled me in for a gentle hug. “Thanks.”
“No problem.” She suddenly pushed be again ruining the moment slightly.
“But you are to under no circumstances ever use my body for your own pleasure understand?” She hadn’t forgotten about that.
“Understood.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Put text here<<endif>>
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[[Week 2|Week 2]] (Coming soon)
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“You’re obviously a talented business woman; why not use those talents to carve your own business?”
“Make my own company? I wouldn’t even know where to start. First I’d have to register as self-employee, then there’s advertising, finances, location…”
“You know everything that you need to do, why not do it?” Chloe didn’t answer. I could tell she was busy putting thought into my words.
“I guess I could. Honestly I’ve had an idea since a long time ago I wanted to make real, but I lacked experience then… and now I’m too old.” I promptly held up the app.
“That doesn’t have to be a problem,” I explained.
“You’re right, it doesn’t. I’m going to… well before I do anything I’m consulting your father. Maybe we’ll even turn it into a husband and wife business or a family business. You encouraged me so you’ll need to take some responsibility for it. Sure you aren’t skilled but that isn’t a problem due to your magic phone app.”
“If I used the app I could ensure success.”
“That’s true.” We laughed but I could tell Chloe was serious. She didn’t wait until tomorrow to get started. She consulted my dad almost immediately after leaving my room and from what I could tell it went rather well.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You encourage Chloe to make her own business and promise to support her. You consult your dad on the idea and get started immediately.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|ChloeGend]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>The short answer to my question from last night was yes. In fact it was far more amusing than what I could have imagined. At three o’clock in the morning I got woken up by a sudden phone call from none other than Dave.
“Hello?” I groaned very tired.
“Open your fucking window mate!” I rolled out of bed and opened the curtains to look outside. Standing on my lawn waving his arms at me was none other than Dave with just his underwear, shirt and a single shoe on.
“Turn me back!” He hissed desperately. I aimed my phone at him and targeted him with the regular old camera, because I needed evidence to annoy him with later. After that I then used the Reborn app to undo the changes to his body and turn him back to normal. Lucky for him back to normal included his school uniform so his walk of shame ended there.
“So what happened?” I asked over the phone.
“Her parent’s came home and she threw me out the window.” It must have been a pretty big rush to send him home half dressed.
“So… did you do it before they showed up?” I asked the most important question that could be asked between two close male friends. Even from my window I could make out Dave’s grin.
“Oh yeah, and it was fucking sweet. Did you know she is... was a virgin? Your best mate Dave has gone where no-man has gone before.” Dave seemed very pleased with himself. “I even got her number. I, Dave, got Cassidy’s number, can you believe it?”
“Good for you… but it is three fucking AM so if you don’t mind I’m going back to sleep. You can give me the full story at school later.”
“Will do.” I closed the curtains and left Dave to make his own way home. Even at 3 in the morning there were night buses he could grab. He probably used one to get to my house in the first place.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Dave shows up at your house early in the morning missing half his clothes. You turn him back to normal and he explains Cassidy's parents came home after he had sex with her so had to make a quick escape. He'll explain the rest tomorrow at school.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Day4Dave2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Dave was back to his normal schedule of arriving at school before me. The grin on his face told a thousand words, all for the same story.
“You shouldn’t look so smug,” I commented as I met him that morning.
“Why? I’ve deserved it I say. Me, the guy she called ‘lame ass’ Dave, having sex with…”
“Shhh!” I shushed him before he said something he shouldn’t. “Nobody knows it was you and I’d rather they didn’t find out. I can’t say I’m completely happy I assisted you in your one night stand.”
“Oh but was it a one-night stand? Check it out!” I Dave showed me his phone and on it a picture of a girl’s naked chest. “She sent me nudes!” Dave exclaimed.
“So?”
“It means we are totally dating. I texted her a bunch last night after I got home.”
“She was still up at that time?” Given what time Dave was my house he must have gotten home well after 3.
“She totally loves me. All I needed to do was change my face and I had her all over me. We are already talking about going clubbing again tomorrow night.” I could see a major problem with that plan.
“And you think she’ll not ask questions when your lame ass shows up?”
“Funny. No you’ll change me into that hot guy again.”
“I’ll see.” I was hesitant to let Dave continue playing this game unless he had a solid exit plan for when it went wrong.
“C’mon man, it’s thanks to you I have a girlfriend now, you’re gonna continue helping me right?” I didn’t reply. Our conversation ended as the teacher arrived to take the rollcall. I thought talk of his date would end there, and between me and Dave it did. Unfortunately the inevitable had happened and someone had overheard us. As me and Dave went to our separate classes at the end of rollcall I felt a light tap on my back.
“Um… Joe…” Speaking nervously to me was Jerry, one of the quietest people I knew.
“What’s up Jerry?” It was very unusual for him to approach me, or anyone for that matter.
“Um… what you said to Dave… is it true?” Shit he overheard us. I tried desperately to recall just what I had said hoping I didn’t say too much. “Did you really help Dave get a girlfriend?”
“Um… I guess you could say that.” Maybe he only heard the last part of our conversation. Dave did raise his voice a little when he said that last line. If that was the case then my secret would be safe.
“C-can you help me as well?” He blurted with nervous courage, bowing as if to beg me for my help.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>At school Dave explains everything. He says he and Cassidy are now dating and thanks you. A boy named Jerry overhears. He wants you to help him get a girlfriend as well.<<endif>>
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[[Don’t help him|Day4Dave3]]
[[Help him out|Day4DaveAlt1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“You’re misunderstanding what I meant. I just encouraged Dave to ask her out, I didn’t give him any advice or dating tips to help him.” I didn’t want him thinking I was a dating guru who could make a girl fall for anyone I wanted. Well technically I could do that but I didn’t want people knowing I could.
“Oh… yeah that makes sense.” I felt a little bad for letting him down. He did make an interesting target however for the app’s newest feature. The moment his back was turned I hit him with the memory alteration function, taking all his memories from the past five minutes. That was all I needed to confirm he really hadn’t heard much. With that done I continued on with my day.
At lunch Dave sat down with me, Yumi and Mei as per usual.
“Kyoko still absent?” I noticed the bane of Mei’s existence wasn’t at our table again.
“Two days in a row. I haven’t seen her so I guess she’s actually sick. Maybe she’ll be off tomorrow and make it a triple.” Mei didn’t seem concerned by Kyoko’s absence. Something else had grabbed her attention though. “Dave.” He didn’t respond. He had his head turned and was staring at Cassidy who was on the opposite side of the lunch hall. I nudged him and he turned his head back to us.
“You’ve been staring at Cassidy all lunch,” Mei commented.
“Have I?”
“Yes.” Mei sensed a secret. “If you’re dreaming about having sex with her then you’re welcome to keep dreaming, but don’t do it while we’re here.” Dave smirked at that comment.
“Creep,” Yumi whispered. Dave went back to staring at Cassidy. Mei gave up on him and finished her lunch then left with Yumi. Dave didn’t even notice until after they were both gone.
“Huh where did everyone go?” Dave finally noticed he and I was alone at the table.
“So what’s your exit plan for Cassidy?” Since we were alone we could talk openly.
“Exit plan?”
“Are you going to live your double life with her forever? You’ll need to dump her at some point. So I’m asking what’s the plan?”
“I haven’t thought about it.” Of course he hadn’t. “It doesn’t matter; your phone will be able to fix things no matter what happens.”
“You’re awfully reliant on something that you know nothing about. For all I know this could be a 1 week trail and that come Friday afternoon it’ll disappear or demand I pay money I don’t have or something.”
“So? If that’s the case then this will be just a pleasant memory. If I was to stop texting Cassidy right now and leave her in limbo about what happened to the other me, would you care?” He had a point. I shouldn’t be concerned about what he did so long he didn’t drag me into it. Dave put his arm around me and had one of his stupid dumb idea smiles on.
“Maybe you’re jealous that I’m the only one getting some? How about we head out tonight and get you some action?”
“No thanks.” I didn’t need his help for that. “Lunch is almost over, I’ll catch you later.”
I left him behind but his words stuck with me. For some reason Dave’s last sentence was chasing me. Was I really jealous that he was getting some and I wasn’t? It did seem unfair; I was the one with the app so if anyone should be reaping the benefits it should be me.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You explain it's all a misunderstanding and clear things up. Later at lunch you notice Dave giving too much attention to Cassidy. He comments that you're jealous of him since you haven't gotten to have sex yet.<<endif>>
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[[I won’t let it bother me|Day4DaveK1]]
[[I’ve decided, tonight I’m getting laid|Day4Dave4]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“So you’ve got a girl you like and want my advice on asking her out?” I enquired.
“Y-yeah…” So I was a dating guru now? Well he had asked the right man for advice.
“Alright, meet up during morning break. We can talk somewhere in private.” Dave would just have to handle himself. He wasn’t the only person in the school in need of my talents.
After morning classes I met up with Jerry to talk more in depth about his problem. I expected it to be a cliché situation where two quiet people liked each other but neither was confessing but I was wrong.
“Ellie Bell.” I knew that name. She was the principal’s daughter and pretty hot but most boys’ standards. Unfortunately she already had a boyfriend. That made things tricky but I wasn’t going to throw in the towel just because of an obstacle or two.
“She’s already dating that senior who graduated last year,” I pointed out. Maybe Jerry didn’t know about that.
“I know but he’s… he’s… he’s a turd! I want Ellie to see that.” Hmm I could agree that her boyfriend Rick was a bit of a jock, but he wasn’t the worst person at the school by a long shot.
“Why do you hate him so much? Or is a jealousy thing?”
“No! I’m not jealous. Look that guy is two-timing her! She deserves better so I want her to break up with Rick before she finds out about him.” Well if what Jerry was saying was true then I’d have no quarrels helping. First I needed to know for sure though so I could act on a good conscience.
“Okay Jerry, leave everything to me. I’ll have you sorted soon.” This would be more fun that just helping Dave bang Cassidy.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You accept his request. He gives you a summary of the problem and you tell him you'll be done by the end of the day.<<endif>>
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[[After Lunch|Day4DaveAlt2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>With some freshly borrow memories I headed to the university where Rick was now studying. It was just after lunch and I’d tested out two new features of the Reborn app. The first was the memory alteration which I used to steal some of Ellie’s memories so I could easily find her boyfriend, and the second was the mass targeting feature. I had been able to select everyone in my first afternoon class including the teacher and told them to ignore the fact I was leaving early, and that if anyone asked my mum had collected me. She knew my school’s number but ignored any attempt they made to phone her so it was a solid plan. Worst case scenario they phoned my dad instead but I could just alter his memories with the Reborn app to solve any problems that might cause.
Ellie had been to the university a few times and even snuck into one of Rick’s lectures once. The memories I borrowed let me easily navigate my way through the building. Most of it was public access at this time of day. I arrived outside the lecture hall Rick was schedule to be in just as the lecture finished. I joined the line of people waiting to get in to blend it. It was a freshman class so my age didn’t differ that much from theirs. When Rick emerged I broke away from the crowd and targeted him with the memory copy function. Once I had his memories on my phone I snuck away to give them to myself. I only needed to know if he was cheating or not, I’d remove them from my head once I had confirmed it.
I sat down and transferred the memories, letting images of his life flood into my head. It was an instant process and once done it was easy to go through what I’d gained to pick out the information I needed.
“So that’s it.” I got the information I wanted instantly. Rick wasn’t two timing per say, but he was sleeping with other girls behind Ellie’s back although it was just one night stands mostly. It was something Ellie didn’t know about, something I could be sure off since I knew what she knew. Rick had been pressuring Ellie for sex while they were both in high school but she always refused, mostly because of her dad.
“You can do what you want in college, but while you live in my house and go to my school you’ll live by my standards.” Those were the words of Ellie’s father. He was a very imposing figure but also well respected. Rick didn’t want to wait for Ellie’s graduation to get his dick wet however, so he was having drunk sex regularly with girls on the campus who were a lot easier. It wasn’t worth digging too deep into their relationship to judge who was in the right and who was in the wrong. I had the information I needed so I quickly wrote it all down then said goodbye to their memories. I then stood up, took five steps and stopped.
“Ah… that’s an issue.” I realised a big mistake I had just made. Without Rick and Ellie’s memories, I had no idea how to get home from here. I’d figure it out, and if all else failed, I’d just steal directions from someone else’s head. It hadn’t taken me long to go to the university from my school so it should be nearby. I just resorted to following the bus stops all the way back and arrived just in time for the final bell. Among the crowd of pupils leaving the school was Jerry so I quickly waved him over to give him an update on what I’d discovered.
“You found all that out in a couple of hours? You’re really good. Is your dad a detective or something?” He said once I had finished explaining it.
“My uncle is actually, but I don’t see him anymore. Anyway leave the rest to me; I’ll have those two broken up by the end of the day.” Breaking up a couple in a TV show usually required a bit of impersonation and a lot of lying. With the Reborn app however I could break them up with just a few words. I saw Ellie walking out of the school and discretely targeted her with the poser.
“You’ll break up with your boyfriend; he is just not as interesting as he used to be. You’ll try dating someone else, perhaps Jerry if he ever asks you out.” That was it. Now the rest was up to Jerry.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You solve Jerry's problem, the rest is up to him.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|Day5DaveAlt1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Hey Dave want to help me test something?” I said to Dave when I greeted him that morning.
“Sure.” He agreed without even asking what my plan was. I targeted him with the app and transformed him right in front of everyone. There was a lot of confusion around us as I turned Dave into the form he had used to have sex with Cassidy. That wouldn’t matter though in a second. I targeted him with the app’s newest feature along with myself and hit apply. In an instant the entire world was changed as in everyone’s memories Dave’s old face was replaced by his new one. Every picture of him in existence also reflected this change. People were still confused but now in their memories Dave had just transformed into himself, which basically meant he hadn’t actually transformed. They scratched their heads trying to work out what they were surprised by. Unable to find an answer they quickly forgot about it.
“Crap, my phone’s dead.” I tried turning my phone on but the battery was completely dead. I guess that function took all the power it had to use.
“What did you do?” Dave looked around noticing people weren’t reacting to his new face anymore.
“Just changed your identity. As far as anyone besides me and you is concerned you’ve always had that face. Baby photos, drawings, everything will reflect this change.”
“Holy fucking shit that’s so sweet.” Didn’t take much to get Dave on board. “Can you turn me back though?”
“Well not until I get home. That killed my battery. I might need to invest in a portable recharge pack. Anyway like this you can continue your pursuit of Cassidy without having to bother me to turn you back to normal at piss O’clock in the morning.” Our conversation came to a pause and Jerry used that gap to finally approach me. I didn’t notice he had been waiting to talk to me for a while.
“Sup Jerry?”
“Joe thank-you so much. Ellie broke up with that turd and then I asked her out and she said yes! I can’t believe it. You are the greatest. I’ve been telling everyone how great you are!”
“You have?” I looked around but I didn’t seem to have any additional attention.
“Just my friends, one of them wants you to help him out as well.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Jerry thanks you for helping him out. He's been telling other people how great you are though.<<endif>>
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[[This is getting out of hand|Day5DaveWeek2]]
[[I’ll help out anyone who needs it|Day5DaveAltEnd]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Listen Jerry, I helped you and Dave because you guys are my friends and in my class. I’m not going to help everyone who comes asking. Sorry but you’ll need to tell your friend that I can’t help him. I hope you understand.” I gave Jerry a tight tap on the shoulder.
“Oh right, sorry I just assumed… never mind. I’ll let him know, you won’t hear anymore of it.”
“Great, if you could keep what I did a secret between us that would be great.” I had half a mind to just alter his memories, but I didn’t want one of his friends bringing up the subject. Besides I couldn’t use my phone anymore today on account of the battery being dead. A normal day followed. Nobody gave Dave a second look as he greeted them, nobody with the exception of Cassidy.
“Oh my God you go to this school? How did I forget that?” She was surprised to see her boyfriend walking around school. “Sorry I was so mean to you before, I see you for who you are now.” She quickly forgot about why she hated Dave so much and got all cuddly with him. He tried to get Cassidy to sit with us, but that wasn’t going to happen on account of Yumi despising Cassidy. The school week came to a normal end and I was able to recharge my phone. Outside of testing out some of the app’s features I didn’t do anything with it though. Before I knew it, it was Sunday evening and I started getting ready for another week of school.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell him to stop the rumours before they get out of hand. You only helped him and Dave because of friendship.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Sure thing Jerry, just send him my way.” And with that I had just established myself as the school’s number one relationship guru. I couldn’t do much to help his friend today on account of my battery being dead but the next day I got to work and by Monday had created another happy couple. My reputation soon went beyond the playground. I had so many requests coming in that I decided to change my business model.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You embrace your popularity and start helping anyone who needs it.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|MatchMakerEnd]]
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I heard a knock on the door of my small office space. I’d rented this ten by ten square foot room so I could appear more professional when dealing with my paying clients.
“Come in,” I called out and a nervous man approached my desk. “What can I help you with?” He’d seen my name on the door so knew he was in the right place.
“My girlfriend, she’s growing distance and I don’t want to lose her. Please, I’ll do anything I need to, I just don’t want her to leave me.” He was pretty desperate. I made my rates very clear so he knew how much this would cost him.
“No problem.” With the Reborn app fixing relationships was very easy. “I just need to take a photo if that’s okay. It’s for my records.” I lied about that. I just needed to give them a reason as to why I was pointing my camera at them. I took the guy’s memories so I’d be able to easily identify his girlfriend. Using that information I could find her and borrow her memories to figure out why she was growing distant. If it was a problem my client could fix by himself I’d give him advice on what he needed to do, and if not I just changed the woman’s personality to make her more attracted to him. I preferred to resolve these cases without changing anyone’s personality or using the poser on them, but sometimes it was necessary. Sometimes the client was the problem but if that was the case I’d just use the poser on him to remove the part of him that is driving away his partner.
There were also the cases where I was asked to ruin a girl’s relationship to give another man a chance with her. In those cases I just helped the girl in question see her partner for who he really was, and if she still loved him after that then there wasn’t much I could do.
Lastly I had some people turn up who just wanted to have sex with a particular woman. In those cases I just hired a prostitute, did some copy and pasting with the image function along with some memory alteration and let them go at it. Nobody needed to be the wiser.
The irritating part was keeping away the uncover journalists and detectives. They were easy enough to deal with though since I always checked through my client’s memories. Unfortunately they kept showing up one after another. The curse of being rich and popular I guess.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You turn your dating assistane into a business, offering a wide range of relationship assistance. <<endif>>
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Hana’s change in attitude had me really concerned. She didn’t so much as look at me on the bus ride home and when we got home she headed straight for the shower.
“Did something happen?” Chloe had returned home by then and found Hana’s behaviour concerning as well.
“That’s what I want to know.” I returned to my room unable to shake my worries. In an attempt to prove there was nothing to worry about I visited the website of the photographer who had been taking Hana’s pictures tonight. His page didn’t easy my worries one bit, if anything if made me even more concerned. Most of his content was behind a paywall, but he did have some examples from recent photoshoots. The photos were censored but some of the poses were incredibly indecent. One girl had her legs spread before the camera with nothing but a pixelated blur to protect her chastity. The guy hadn’t forced Hana to take a similar photo had he? I couldn’t deny the possibility. It was too late to do anything about it now. Hopefully Hana hadn’t been so foolish as to let him treat her like dress up doll.
I was about to turn in for the night when the websites front page updated. ‘Preview from tonight’s photoshoot’ it read. Curious I clicked on it and an array of photos appeared. As the title suggested it was a taster of the photos he’d taken tonight and among was<<click " a picture of Hana">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/HanaPhoto.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. Rage filled me when I saw her sitting naked, so much so that I punched the desk.
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“That bastard.” She looked so vulnerable and so ashamed. No wonder she didn’t look at me straight on the way back. I should have protected her but I failed. I couldn’t change the past, but what I could do was ensure it never happened again, to Hana or to any other girl.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Concerned about Hana, you dig into the photographer's work and discover he took a naked photo of Hana for use on his website. You decide to put an end to his tactics.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|HanaS3]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update3 = "yes">><<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was Thursday afternoon now. The photographer, who went by the name Bastien, was scheduled for another photoshoot with one of his regular clients. I’d been doing my research and learnt that in addition to running his own website, he also did photoshoots for others. Tonight he was visiting a girl in her home where he’d take pictures of her that she’d then use on her blog. That was his plan for tonight, my plan however would alter things a little.
I knocked on the door of the girl’s apartment. I had my phone by my side with Reborn app’s poser function ready. The door opened and I immediately selected the <<click "dark skinned woman">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Coco.png]]<</replace>><</click>> standing there in a dressing gown as my target.
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“I’d like to be invited inside,” I quickly said.
“Please come in.” She stood aside and let me through.
“Close the door would you.” I didn’t want to seem too suspicious to anyone watching. Once the door was shut though that wouldn’t be a problem. “Thanks, now why don’t you take a nap in your room for a couple of hours.” She complied with my request, unable to resist the power of the poser. I wasn’t done with her though. As she walked towards her bedroom I targeted her with some of the app’s other features. First I took a copy of her body, allowing me to transform into her, and then I took a copy of her memories using the app’s newest feature, the memory altering function. I trimmed off the content I didn’t need such as childhood memories, family and friends, her daily life etc. I only needed to know about Bastien and some background info to ensure he didn’t realise I was an imposter.
“Oh it really works.” It was the first time I’d used the new memory alteration feature and it did what it said on the pack. I could remember the last time Bastien visited as if it had been me he was visiting. He’d tried to push this woman into assisting him in his adult video business on several occasions but she always refused. He was due to arrive in an hour and he was never early or late, always precisely on time. Since I had time to kill I decided to take a better look at the woman I’d be impersonating for the next few hours. She had plenty of mirrors for me to take a look at myself with. I dropped her dressing gown and posed in front of a large mirror. She had a great figure which was the result of regular exercise, a healthy diet and a bit of genetics. Her strong body helped her support her E cup large breasts which had gotten her numerous fans on her website. Her dark salon curls matched her dark skin. I had to confess that being in the body of an African-American was a little strange.
“100% natural coco,” I whispered her slogan with a giggle. She used the fake name Coco on her blog to hide her real identity. I was tempted to do a little strip show for her fans but that was probably a side effect of her memories mingling with mine. That was the reason I only took the memories I needed, I feared that if I took everything I might forget who I really was.
An hour passed and right on schedule there was a knock at the door. I opened it with a smile and let Bastien inside.
“Welcome my dear,” I greeted.
“Always a pleasure.” Bastien stepped past carrying his hefty camera bag. The combined cost of all his camera equipment was more than my dad’s car. “I’ll just get set up.” One of the bedrooms had been converted to a photo studio. It had a neat bed with rose petal sheets and a box of props to entice the viewing audience. Again I felt a temptation to go through with the photoshoot but I had to remember why I was here.
“I saw your recent website post; you know some of those girls didn’t seem comfortable having their photos taken.” I wanted to know just how evil this guy was.
“And? They have beauty yet refuse to share it with the world, I see myself as a liberator of that beauty.”
“Isn’t forcing a girl to undress akin to plucking a wild flower? You may want it in a bouquet but the price of beauty is the death of the flower.”
“Flowers exist to be beautiful; a bouquet is where they are most suited.”
“So you’re saying women exist for the pleasure of our eyes?”
“If God wanted use to not admire them then he wouldn’t have gave them such a divine form.” He seemed to hold women in the same regards as he held flowers.
“And what if a woman’s appearance isn’t to your liking.”
“Then she should stay out of sight, I only have eyes for beautiful things, anything hideous would distort my vision of beauty.” This guy was pretty dam shallow and sexist. I was tempted to alter his personality to make him prefer heavier women, but that might result in him forcing those women to strip instead. I had to put an end to his forceful tactics.
“Show me your website,” I ordered with the poser. He immediately stopped what he was doing and complied by taking out his phone.
“Use my laptop,” I added. He put the phone away and headed into the living room instead to use Coco’s laptop. Once he was on his website I instructed him to sign into the admin controls. Naturally he to verify his login with his phone but that wasn’t much of a hassle.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You impersonate one of the photographer's clients to get close to him, then use the app to control him.<<endif>>
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[[Order him to delete everything|HanaS4b]]
[[Order him to delete only Hana’s photos|HanaS4a]]
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“It is done.” He almost sounded pained despite being under the control of the app.
“Good, now go. Leave all your photography shit here because you won’t need it anymore.” He stood up and headed for the door. “And remember, you did all of this at your own accord. I had nothing to do with so forget about this conversation.” Best not have him coming back causing trouble for Coco. From what I knew about the poser app it made people believe they were doing things of their own accord, but since they remembered everything it was possible they might realise they were being controlled later on. Better not take any chances there. Once he was gone I quickly cleaned up so Coco wouldn’t realise anything had happened either. I was soon back to normal and I headed outside, dumping everything that guy had bought into a dumpster.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You destroy all his work then tell him to get a new career. That'll put an end to his shameful practice.<<endif>>
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[[Next|HanaS5]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Delete all of Hana’s photos and information.”
“Who?” Did he not even know the name of his models from last night?
“Here,” I pointed to a naked photo of Hana. “Everything you have on her I want wiped from the face of the earth.” He began deleting everything featuring Hana.
“It’s done.”
“Now you will issue and apology. You’ll apologise to everyone whose photo you forcefully took and comply with any request to remove them. You will never unfairly intimidate someone in the future. You will only take photos of willing models that are happy to let you photograph them and know what you plan to do with those photos.” He could still be successful if he cleaned up his act. There were plenty of people like Coco who used his services willingly. I just didn’t want innocent’s like Hana being forcefully pulled into that world.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You make him change the way he works to not force girls and be more honest about his work. You also clean up all the photos of Hana and some other girls.<<endif>>
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[[Next|HanaS5]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I knocked on Hana’s door and waited. She opened it slightly without saying a word. She still seemed ashamed of what had happened.
“Good news, I convinced that jerk cameraman to delete all his photos of you.” I was hoping that would make Hana smile again but her looked remained dull.
“Why?” She spoke without emotion. “I want him to take them.” I could tell she was just saying that to hurt herself. She really was ashamed of what had happened yet was blaming herself for it. In moments like this it paid to be forceful. I pushed through the door and pulled Hana with me. She let me do as I liked due to her uncertainty. I closed the door and sat down on her bed with her head pressed against my chest.
“You don’t have to blame yourself. It’ alright to cry.” She clenched her fists as she tried to hold back her real feelings but was unable to. She began crying and I just comforted her until she was done letting it all out.
“I hate myself,” she tearfully whispered after several minutes.
“So do I. I hate myself for not watching over you correctly… even before that I hate myself for allowing you to use the app in the way you did… but I’ll learn from those mistakes to better myself and you should to.” My words reached her and the tears began to stop.
“I’ll never do it again.” She looked up at me with honest eyes. I patted her on the head to continue comforting her. A brief moment of silence followed then she began to move, turning to bring our faces closer together. Was she going to kiss me?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You return home and tell Hana that the photos are gone. That doesn't make her that much happier. You comfort her and she gets emotional. Suddenly you find her attemtping to kiss you.<<endif>>
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[[Stop her|HanaS6a]]
[[Kiss her|HanaP6]](Coming Soon)
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I held her shoulders to stop her getting closer.
“Didn’t you say you’d never do it again?” She was about to make the same mistake as she had made before. Sure the circumstances were a little different but regret she’d have afterward was the same. She pulled her close but not intimately. She wiped away the last of her tears then finally began smiling again.
“Thanks.”
“You said that already,” I teased.
“Well I mean it this time. Thanks for teaching that dipshit a lesson.” The Hana I knew had returned. “I won’t ask you to use your magic phone for selfish reasons ever again.”
“Listen if you need my help just ask. It’s great at solving problems like Mr Jackass Photoman.” I wanted to make it up to Hana for allowing what had happened last night to happen. Hana went silent as she began thinking about something.
“Well… there is one thing that has been on my mind. You see I used to have this friend at school, but then about two months ago she suddenly started acting weird. Then she apparently got super sick and stopped coming to school. A few days later it was announced she was transferring. It was all a bit weird and I’ve always suspected foul play but I’ve never had any evidence.”
A change in personality, faking being sick and then transferring out. Sounded like a very bad case of bullying.
“You can count on me. I may not be the world’s best detective, but I’ve got the world’s best set of tools.” But did I want to stay as me or perhaps create a new persona. Hana would probably enjoy having a sister for a day but I can figure that out later. I’d need to take a day off school myself though to investigate. I doubted I’d miss much and if anyone started asking questions I’d just use the Reborn to resolve them. I didn’t know that come morning questions wouldn’t be an issue.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You stop her. She is just making the same mistake as before. She finally starts to cheer up and you explain to her that you'll be there to help her if she needs it. You asks you to investigate the disappearence of one of her school friends.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning(Male)|HanaS7a]]
[[Next Morning(Female)|HanaS7b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I met her lips with my own and we kissed. She needed comforting and I was ready to give it to her. She put her hand on my chest and gently caressed me. I responded in kind. She began sliding out of her clothing, showing me what she showed the cameraman from yesterday. I got naked as well and my experienced step-sister looked at my dick as if it was her first time seeing one. She touched it hesitantly, showing a lot of hesitation. It was almost like teasing. I was worried that if she took too long we might get interrupted. At the same time I didn’t want to be forceful. Hana really wasn’t sure what she was doing when it came to sex. Her first attempt to lower herself onto my penis failed because of the positon of our legs. Ultimately I had to take the reins, gently pushing her onto the bed and very slowly teasing my dick into her pussy. I wasn’t sure how my large penis was actually going to fit inside her, but slowly but surely I slid it in. Hana teased up as I <<click "penetrated her">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/HanaScene3a.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.
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“Relax, you’ll enjoy it once you get into the rhythm of it,” I reassured her. Her walls relaxed a little but tensed up again as I continued. Maybe this wasn’t going to work. I slowly slid out but Hana quickly intervened.
“Don’t stop! Please I want this!”
“It’ll hurt,” I warned her. If I was going to gain entry at this rate I’d need to be a little forceful.
“That’s okay; I want you to do it.” I firmly held her legs and thrust forward, breaking through the walls of resistance as Hana cried out from the pain. She bit down on her arm to stop her voice leaking out any further. Teary eyed she encouraged me to continue so I did. She began to relax finally making things easier. She finally began to experience the pleasure of sex as I firmly thrust in and out of her tight pussy.
“Harder,” she begged. I picked up the pace but even that didn’t satisfy her. “Be rough and penetrate me as deep as you can!” I still had plenty of shaft to give. As requested I got rougher, forcing my cock as deep as it could then going deeper. Did Hana really feel good doing this?
“I’m pulling out.” My cock was nearing its limit and was ready to explode. She didn’t say anything as I pulled out and let my cum flow fourth, spraying Hana with its sticky whiteness. I looked at her panting on the bed, completely soiled by my hands. We had been physically closer than we had ever been before yet I felt that emotionally we were even more distant.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You kiss and proceed to have sex. Hana demands you be rough so you comply with her odd request.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Tobecon]](Coming Soon)
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update3 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>After last night I was happy when morning rolled around. Once again the app chooose to update itself, adding some new features to its arsenal.
‘Ever looked at two strangers and wondered what their children would look like? Wonder no more! With the new Bio-Merge expansion to the copy feature you can now select two people and create an image constructed from them both! Also in this update is the new Personality feature. Have you created the perfect image but are having problems with what’s on the inside? Now with the Personality feature you can fix that!’
"Change the inside?” Could I really do that? I launched the Reborn app to have a look. Both new options had appeared in the menus. As always I could target myself or another person. The power to alter a person’s personality? That seemed like it was crossing a moral line but at the same time there was a lot of good it could do as well.
I can finish checking it out later. I headed downstairs to see how much family was getting on. As usual my Dad had already left for work and Chloe was busy in the kitchen preparing her lunch for later.
"Oh hello Joe, can you wake up Hana before you sit down?" Nothing unusual here. I checked with Hana but she didn't seem to be aware of anything that had happened last night either. Looks like I'm in the clear.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You awake to find the app has updated with two new features, bio-merge and personality modify. Your family remembers nothing of last night.<<endif>>
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[[Head to school]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Another plain day followed and soon I was heading home again just enjoying my slow paced life the way it was intended. I didn’t touch the app after I got home nor did I touch it the next day. Maybe the time would come when I would really need it but until then I’d decided to just leave it alone. I stopped thinking about and after a while I forgot it was even there. Just another icon on my phone that I had no interest in.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You choose not to use the app. So many opportunities had presented themselves to you but you didn't take any one of them. You quickly forgot about the app, treating it as just another space filling icon on your phone.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|PlainEnding]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“That’ll be twelve ninety seven,” the cashier informed me. I passed her a twenty and she promptly gave me my change. I left the store under the night sky and headed home with the supplies Chloe had sent me to buy.
“Hey you.” Someone called out to me. I turned to see a <<click "strange woman">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHunter.png]]<</replace>><</click>> standing behind me with a bemused expression.
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“Yeah?” I enquired. I was worried she might have been someone dangerous but I wasn’t exactly in the middle of nowhere. A car drove past illuminating her white hair in its headlights. The woman took a step closer to me and I instinctively took a step back.
“There are easier ways to do this.” Suddenly her eyes glowed and in response my body froze. I couldn’t move an inch, even my tongue and mouth were frozen preventing me from calling out for help. I was helpless as she reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone. She began looking through it.
“Tsk, how anticlimactic.” I could see the screen of my phone and saw that she was using it without touching the screen. “You only used it once and undid the change immediately. Normally I punish those who abuse Reborn's for their own benefit but you’ve done nothing so there is nothing to punish.” She laughed briefly then the hand gripping my phone began to glow. A slimy red creature emerged from the screen of my phone and was quickly captured in the woman’s firm grip. I felt my muscles unfreeze allowing me to move again.
“Who are you?”
“Just a Hunter.” She dropped my phone back into my hands. “What a boring end to things.” She disappeared into the night without saying anything else. I checked my phone and discovered the Reborn app was gone. Following its disappearance my ordinary life continued. Sometime I did wonder what I had missed out on, but then I remember that maybe that woman wouldn't have been so forgiven had I abused the power.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Someday in the future you encounter a mysterious woman named <<click "Hunter">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHunter.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. She takes your phone from you and destroys the app, citing she is bored by the fact you did nothing with it. She leaves soon after and leaves you to go about your normal life.<div id="imago"></div>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>>This content is being worked on and not yet available.<<if $TLDR is "no">>There are more important things than sex. It may be the only thing Dave thinks about but I’m not him. He was only dating Cassidy because of me. If he kept on rubbing the fact he and Cassidy were doing it in my face I might just let the truth slip to her.
That evening I toyed with the app’s newest features but didn’t do anything worth noting with them. Towards the evening I received a message from Dave containing a picture of <<click "Cassidy wearing erotic underwear. ">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/CassidySelfie2.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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‘Check out what Cassidy just sent me!’ Read the attached message. I doubt Cassidy knew he was sending pictures of her to his friends. I began typing up a message about warning him to calm down and sure up his act, but I found myself unsure if I should send it or not.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>There are more important things than sex. Dave then sends you an erotic image of Cassidy rubbing in the fact he is dating her again. You are beginning to lose patience and think about sending him a warning message.<<endif>>
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[[Send it|DaveK1a]]
[[Don’t send it|DaveK1b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I’d prove to Dave that he wasn’t the only one who could get himself laid. Really he was giving himself too much credit for something I was responsible for. The problem with the app however was a lack of save feature. I wish I could save Dave’s other persona so I could use the copy feature without worrying about having to remake the other Dave again. Actually I might as well just use his other persona for myself. It wasn’t like Dave had exclusive rights to it and it would make it a fair competition. If he could get laid using that body and I couldn’t then that would mean I actually did need his help. Just in case however I adjusted after I applied it to myself. I made my darker much darker, changed my eyes, added a few inches of extra height and made my features a little sharper. Now we looked similar, but not the same.
For the third night in a row I hit the club scene but this time I went solo. I decide to bypass the whole ID problem but just targeting the bouncers beforehand with the poser. I ordered them to let me through when I showed them my ID. It worked and I got into the club without a problem despite having the wrong face on my photo. It was livelier tonight, either due to it being a Thursday night or due to it being a classier club. This place trumped both the venues we had been at the previous days. Unfortunately that meant the people here were also of higher standards. It wasn’t the kind of place that drunken college girls went to with the ambition of waking up in a guy’s bed but with no idea of who that guy may be.
“Better get started.” I felt nervous. There were a lot of girls here but they felt difficult to approach. I approached a girl I saw alone but just like with Dave on the first night a guy appeared out of nowhere and beat me to the punch. Shit this was harder than it was when I had just been watching Dave.
An hour passed and I still hadn’t managed a conversation with anyone other than the girl serving drinks at the bar. Things were starting to look bleak; if I was going to succeed I had to kick it up a notch. I pulled the app from my pocket and thought about what to do.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to prove that you are just as capable of getting laid as him. You create a persona very similiar to the one he used to make it even. At the club things aren't as easy as you thought they'd be. You realise you'll need to use the app to be successful tonight.<<endif>>
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[[Give myself a simple confidence boost|Tobecon]](Coming Soon)
[[Playing fair is boring, time to go big|Day4DaveH1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>>Double-click this passage to edit it.<<if $TLDR is "no">>Since Dave was really pleased with himself for having slept with just one girl, I reckon I should blow his accomplishment out of the water. I scanned the club and spotted the perfect group. Six girls alone with no guys, well not for long. I quickly targeted them all with the app using the multi-target feature. I began issuing them orders using the poser to ensure tonight would be a success. Once that was done I put my phone away and approached them causally.
“Six girls as beautiful as you really shouldn’t be alone without a man to keep you safe.” That was the worst pick-up line imaginable and under regular circumstances deserved one to six slaps. Fortunately I had the Reborn app on my side and a comment that should have been met with disgust was met with lust. Anything I said to them they would think was sexy and erotic. I could have introduced myself by saying I like to fuck car exhausts and they’d still want to know what I was like in bed.
“Maybe you can be our escort handsome.” They were already wrapped around my finger. All I needed to do was seal the deal.
“I can do that and more if you know what I mean.” That comment enticed them further. One put her hand on my chest to give my borrowed muscles a feel. “Ladies, if you do that the other guys will get jealous. Maybe we should go somewhere private?” And as easy as that I was leaving with six girls wrapped around my arms.
As luck would have it, all six of the girls were flatmates in the same college dorm. They took me back to their flat in the student village and invited me into the living room.
“So there I was, up against five of these big guys and with only my mate Dave by my side. I didn’t back down though, and neither did Dave although he was quickly knocked down.” I made up some crazy story about how me and Dave had beaten up five guys at once and the girls loved it. With every word they got hornier. The Reborn app had removed their inhibitions leaving them craving for my cock without any worry about whom else was there.
“I can’t take it anymore; I need your cock inside me!” One of the girls had lost control of herself, she grabbed my belt and was soon joined by the other girls as they stripped me naked.
“I’m ready.” She was like an animal in heat. She pulled up her dress skirt revealing she hadn’t been wearing any panties. Her pussy was dripping wet, waiting to be filled so I gladly grabbed her hips and shoved my huge cock into her.
“Fuck yes!” She cried as I thrust my cock deep inside. The problem with being a guy was that I only had one dick. The other girls had to <<click "line up and await their turn">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/HaremSceneM.png]]<</replace>><</click>> as I pounded the first girl. Being incredibly horny she came quickly and I moved onto the next girl. It was a man’s dream; having several college girls overwhelmed by lust all to himself. I had boosted my vigour with the Reborn app so I could keep on going endlessly. Pounding pussy after pussy and unleashing load after load. The world’s best Viagra couldn’t compete with this. At some point during the night Dave sent me a picture of a naked Cassidy, and to that I replied with a picture of my spoils.
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As the clock ticked into the early hours of the morning I helped the last of the girls reach climax, afterwards she promptly passed out completely spent.
“Phew,” I dropped down onto the sofa and looked around. The furniture was soaked with pussy juice and the room smelt strongly of sex. If this was a dream it would be the best wet dream ever. I checked the time and laughed. No way was I going to be heading to school tomorrow. Before I left for the club I had targeted my family so they wouldn’t worry if I didn’t come home. At most they might shrug their shoulders when they found me absent tomorrow morning.
“Well, after pleasing six beautiful women even I get tired.” I closed my eyes and drifted on where in my dreams the sevensome continued.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use the app to assist you in seducing six girls are once. You then head to their college dorm and engage in massive sevensome. It's like a wet dream come true and by morning you're completely spent.<<endif>>
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[[Later that morning|DaveH1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Come morning I had response from Dave from the picture I sent him last night.
“Dude what the hell is that picture?”
“Just the women I slept with last night.” I was back in my bedroom after spending the morning with my six lovers. I didn’t erase their memories but I had made a few extra adjustments to their personality and memories. I had all their numbers and if I called they’d come running.
“Fucking six? At once? Holy shit that’s awesome!” Dave’s voice was so loud I had to move my ear away from the speaker.
“Yup. So you still up for clubbing tonight? You said Cassidy invited you right?”
“Yeah man but holy shit six?” Dave still couldn’t believe it. That was why I sent the photo as proof.
“I can bring them all if you want to meet them.”
“Holy shit man yes. I’ll bring Cassidy and anyone else from the school you want.” With Cassidy coming he probably could bring anyone he wanted.
“Alright, it’s going to be busy tonight thought with it being Friday. Let’s hit up Club Derox at 11.” That club had a VIP area that I’d have little trouble getting us access to.
“Alright I’ll tell everyone to meet up there. I’ll be round yours before 10 to get ‘dressed’.” With that everything was sorted. I put my phone back on the charger as last night’s shenanigans had all but emptied the battery. I wanted a full charge for tonight because I had even greater plans.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The next day you bloat about your accomplishment to Dave. You agree to go clubbing tonight and to bring your respective lovers.<<endif>>
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[[That night|DaveH2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Dave looked at me still unsure if he liked what he saw.
“I changed the hair, give myself a bit more muscle, sharpened my face a little and I'm a bit bigger.” I explained to him the difference between me and him. We’d both used the same two people when creating our new image so we looked very similar.
“I think we are still too similar.”
“Similar but not identical. We can just say we are related.” Dave was alright with that suggestion. We were ready head to the club. Dave had got the word to Cassidy and her friends while I’d arranged things with the girls from last night. Everything was set so Dave and I headed out to the club for some fun.
As expected the line to get in was extra-long tonight.
“This’ll take a while,” Dave complained. He headed for the back of the line while I just took out the Reborn app and targeted the bouncers.
“Let me through when I approach you, I’m your good friend so you don’t need to pay attention when I show my ID.” With that I just walked up, said a few words and skipped right past the queue. Dave was too slow in realising what I’d done to join me and had to wait outside like everyone else. I quickly found the door to the VIP room. It was locked since there were no bookings but I was about to change that. Once again I used the poser to get past security and gain access to the staff area where I met with the nightclub manager. A few words with him and the VIP room was all mine.
The best part of the VIP room was that it had a balcony overlooking the main club floor. It had bars spaced just close enough to stop drunken idiots falling over the edge. When Dave finally got in he was looking in all directions for me but forgot to look up.
“Hey Dave!” I yelled, getting more than just his attention. I tossed him a VIP wristband so he could get up as well. A minute later and he was up here with me.
“You work fast man. How’d you get us the VIP area?”
“I have a special 'way' with words. That way being you have to obey anything I tell you.” I waved my phone to show him what I meant. “Oh they’re here. I’ll be back in a minute.” Dave waited patiently as I disappeared. When I returned I had six stunning college girls with me.
“Ladies this is my best mate Dave.” As five of them greeted Dave another whispered into my ear.
“I’ve been thinking about your cock all day.” She was just as horny for my cock as ever.
“I’ll give you all the attention you want soon enough.” Our lips met and our tongues invaded one another’s mouth. I saw Dave watching but suddenly I was grabbed by the shirt and was pulled into another kiss with another of the girls. Dave watched in disbelief as I was surrounded by my harem, sticking my tongue into their mouths and groping their bodies with my hands. Dave suddenly checked his phone then began signalling for my attention. Cassidy must have just arrived.
“Excuse me girls, Dave needs my assistance.” Dave and I slowly left the VIP area and headed back down the stairs.
“Six girls at once! You’re a madman.”
“Those who dare to dream are often called mad.” Cassidy was outside and had brought a mix of friends with her. I had enough VIP bands for them all so they also had the luxury of skipping the line. It was amusing watching Dave try to entertain Cassidy without letting his jealously towards me show. Cassidy however wasn’t as easy going about the fact I had six girls all over me. The guys with her were jealous as hell while the girls were a little disgusted. I had an idea to make them more comfortable. I took out my phone and began targeting everyone in the VIP area with the Reborn app. First I issued a few orders with the poser, one of which was for them to think what I was about to do was perfectly normal and nothing to worry about. Once I had given them their orders I changed my selection to just the guys and gave them all a new look. Chests expanded, hair grew, trousers turned into skirts and dicks turned into vaginas. I had just turned all of the guys into girls and now it was time to add them to my harem. I targeted everyone up here par Cassidy and Dave for some new instructions and a change in personality, I didn't want to steal his girl after all. Dave watched as all the girls took a sexual interest in me.
“Jealous,” I taunted.
“Dude c’mon… let me join in,” he replied to which he was immediately slapped.
“Eyes on me!” Cassidy ordered. “C’mon, you need to buy me a drink now.” Cassidy and Dave headed off to the bar leaving me to enjoy my even larger harem. Actually this was the perfect chance to test out the app’s latest feature. This morning it had updated again with something it called Mass Memory Alteration. Using it I could alter the memories of everyone on earth so they’d remember the boys I turned into girls as girls. I'd wait for Dave to get back first though. Dave returned a few minutes later but was minus Cassidy.
“She just left no idea why.” Apparently she left him the moment they were downstairs. It seemed odd but I plenty of distractions so didn’t worry about it.
“Don’t worry; I got plenty of puss to go around," I told him... but then again, did I really want to share?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You head out clubbing with Dave. You bring your harem and Dave bring's Cassidy and her friends. You decide to convert Cassidy's friends into members of your harem, turning them into girls if they weren't already. Cassidy manages to escape during this leaving you with Dave. You face the question of whether you want to share your harem with him.<<endif>>
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[[I want to share this experience with Dave|HaremEnding1]]
[[I think Dave would make a nice addition to my harem|HaremEnding2]]
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“This is a pretty sweet deal,” Dave said. We were sitting in a luxury penthouse surrounded by scantily clad girls who were ready to have sex with us at a moment’s notice. All of it was ours. Everything was perfect, well almost perfect. The girl Dave wanted to see dressed in a bunny girl outfit the most had escaped our grasp. We weren’t sure where Cassidy went after that night in the club. We hadn’t seen her since which was rather odd. It didn’t matter that much, we had luxury, money, influence and a penthouse full of horny rabbits. Dave and I could both agree that life had turned out pretty dam alright.
~ End - Harem Ending With Dave ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]I chimed my champagne glass against those held by members of my evergrowing harem.
"Cheers to me." I quickly emptied my small glass then held it out to be refilled. Dave, now a girl dressed in a skimpy bunny costume poured me a refill of my glass.
“This is a pretty sweet deal,” I laughed. I was sitting in a luxury penthouse surrounded by scantily clad girls who were ready to have sex with me at a moment’s notice. All of it was mine. Everything was perfect, well almost perfect. The girl that Dave wanted to see dressed in a bunny girl outfit the most had escaped my grasp. I wasn’t sure where Cassidy went after that night in the club. I hadn’t seen her since which was rather odd. It didn’t matter that much, I had luxury, money, influence and a penthouse full of horny bunny girls. I could firmly say that life had turned out pretty dam alright.
~ End - Harem Ending Solo ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<set $update4 = "yes">><<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was Friday, and instead of getting the bus to school I was heading back into the downtown area to meet Bastien and his associates in my new female form. As promised he had given me a call yesterday and offer me a quick introduction to his associates in the adult industry. I wore some causal clothing as I suspected I’d be taking them off anyway.
When I got the address I'd been given I was surprised. I was on a plain street with family homes all around me. The address matched up so I walked up the path and knocked the door and was soon greeted by Bastien.
“Come in my dear,” he welcomed me inside. The walls were a crisp white and the floor a stainless wood. This was a regular home complete with a living room, kitchen and two bedrooms. It definitely didn't look like a porn studio. In the living room sitting in a cushion chair the fifty year old man who ran this show.
“I’m Mr Clemond,” he greeted. “Take a seat.” I sat down opposite him on a cushioned sofa.
"Nice place," I commented.
"Thanks, it's a wonder what you can find on Airbnb." He was only renting this house? "Don't worry, lots of people rent homes just to film and unlike most I actually tidy up afterwards. So tell me about yourself."
I racked my brain for the name I gave at the photo session.
“I’m Charlotte, 18 years old and new to this business.” That the first name that had come to my head back then. Coincidently it was the name of the girl taking my name who happened to be wearing a nametag.
“Welcome Charlotte, so Bastien tells me you’re a virgin.” What? I never said anything about that to anyone. I looked at Bastien who simply tapped his nose.
“Body language my dear. If you’re a photographer on my calibre you can read it like it was your first language.”
“Well as a virgin you have a value that most girls don’t. You see this business isn’t as… on the books… as most adult video groups. We don’t bother with all those time consuming health checks and what not. We just get straight down to the business of pleasing our customers. Speaking of which, here’s what I purpose.” He hit me with a shockingly high cash sum then explained what I had to do. The proposal was very simple really; I just had to let a stranger have sex with me while being recorded. Apparently there was a long list of men that would pay to take my virginity, and an even longer list that would pay to see it. I’d always wondered if that was a thing people really did but evidently it was, and had an even bigger demand than what I could have imagined.
“Do you have a personal blog you would like to promote?”
“No. Is that common?”
“Most girls coming to us do so to promote themselves. We don’t offer regular consistent work; rather we operate more as a bonus. Many of our clients seek to promote themselves through us and direct attention back to their own websites.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You arrive at the filming location and meet Mr Clemond. He and Bastien explain what'll be happening today. They ask if you have a personal blog you'd like to promote.<<endif>>
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[[Maybe I should get a blog|Erostar2a]]
[[Sounds like too much effort|Erostar2b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $blog = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>If there was money in it then I could definitely try it. With the app I could offer what no other person could. I’d make tons and if the police showed up I’d just use the app to make them go away.
“Could you give me advice on setting up a blog?” I asked.
“Bastien can show you later if he wishes. If you want to be successful you’ll need a good computer and a really good camera.” I didn’t have either of those. What I did have was an opportunity to make enough money to buy both and have plenty to spare.
Soon I was being led into another bedroom; this one actually had a bed and was furnished with cheap white furniture.
“We’re just going to ruin it so we don’t bother with expensive stuff. It all looks the same on video anyway.” Mr Clemond explained. Bastein was in the corner setting up his cameras. “Now while for the most part we’d prefer you just acted naturally when our customer takes your virginity, but there are a few lines we’d like you to throw in.” They spoke about so naturally. They’d probably gone through this plenty of times. It really was nothing but a chance to make money I guess. Funny how serious some people in the world got about the whole issue.
I got comfy and changed in something that screamed innocence. A frilly swan white night dress with delicate straps and beneath it frilly pure whit underwear. When I saw myself in the mirror even I was enticed by it. I felt jealous towards the guy who’d get to have sex with this beautiful body of mine.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take an interest in talk about a blog. Mr Clemond tells you to discuss it with Bastien when you're done. You then get changed in the spare bedroom but looking at yourself you begin to feel jealous about letting someone else have sex with your delicate body.<<endif>>
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[[Maybe I should do a little switcheroo|Erostar3a]]
[[He better be gentle with me|Erostar3b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $blog = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>"I’ll pass.” Maintaining a blog sounded too much effort and also created privacy issues. Some people got too obsessed with having blogs and their face everywhere, then there was the issue of having to deal with hostile people looking to cause trouble behind the shield of online anonymity. “I’d rather get started.”
I was led into another bedroom; this one actually had a bed and was furnished with cheap white bedding.
“We’re just going to ruin it so we don’t bother with expensive stuff. It all looks the same on video anyway.” Mr Clemond explained. Bastein was in the corner setting up his cameras. “Now while for the most part we’d prefer you just acted naturally when our customer takes your virginity, but there are a few lines we’d like you to throw in.” They spoke about so naturally. They’d probably gone through this plenty of times. It really was nothing but a chance to make money I guess. Funny how serious some people in the world got about the whole issue.
They had what I would wear waiting for me in the other bedroom. I got changed into something that screamed innocence. A frilly swan white night dress with delicate straps and beneath it frilly pure whit underwear. When I saw myself in the mirror even I was enticed by it. I felt jealous towards the guy who’d get to have sex with this beautiful body of mine.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You shrug off talk about a blog. You then get changed in the spare bedroom but looking at yourself you begin to feel jealous about letting someone else have sex with your delicate body.<<endif>>
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[[Maybe I should do a little switcheroo|Erostar3a]]
[[He better be gentle with me|Erostar3b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>If anyone was going to defile this beauty body it would be me. I heard the front door open and saw that the man who would steal my chastity had just arrived. Perfect. I let him have a few minutes to sort things out with Bastien and Mr Clemond, and then when it looked like they were ready to start I hit them all with the app.
“Go into a trance and only awake when I say to.” They all stopped and looked forward with vacant looks. I stepped out to look at the man whose body I’d be borrowing. He wasn’t exactly an attractive individual. His features were a mix of foreign and home. I’d probably be right in guessing that one of his parents was an immigrant. Well it didn’t matter; we were all the same on the inside. I targeted him with the app and did some memory alteration before swapping around our bodies. I put my phone away and then gave the signal for time to resume.
“Oh Charlotte, we’re almost ready for you.” Mr Clemond saw the girl that wasn’t me anymore standing in the doorway. She looked confused but I had given her some extra orders with the poser to ensure she did what I was originally going to do. Ah such a cute body, I couldn’t wait to have my way with it.
It wasn’t long before it was time to begin. In the large bedroom Mr Clemond and Bastien stood to the side with their cameras as Charlotte laid spread on the bed. Bastien had touched up her makeup and looking at her I was questioning if it was real girl or a life-sized doll I was.
“Alright let’s begin, remember just be natural. No acting and no looking at us.” Be natural. Easy. I stepped forward and began stripping. No words were said as I stripped nude. Ugh this guy’s body really wasn’t pleasant to the eyes. Hairy and borderline overweight, the only thing worse than being him was letting him touch me. Glad I picked the lesser of those two evils.
“You’re beautiful, really you are,” I complimented. She seemed so nervous although that might be fear. I climbed onto the bed and placed me hand on her. She shivered like my hand was made of ice. I gently took off the one-piece nightdress then pulled the strings on her frilly bra, giving me access to her nipples. I grabbed her right breast with one hand, moulding my fingers around her flesh as I placed my mouth over her left nipple. I sucked with my mouth while groping her with my hand. She made a gentle sound, the kind someone makes as they try to enjoy something they are embarrassed about. It just made me harder. I finished with her chest and moved downwards. Two thin strings were all that was between me and her virgin puss and I quickly removed both of those. Her panties fell away leaving her hairless pussy exposed with a few drops of moisture leaking down. My raging hard-on was fighting my brain, trying to take over so it could defile her as soon as possible but I wasn’t letting it. I rubbed her thigh and licked her stomach. I wanted to savoir the platter before I go onto the main dish. There wasn’t much movement on her end. Other than some gentle reactions to my touches she just remained still.
I decided she was ready for me now. I didn’t ask her as that would spoil the mood. I pushed open her legs and bought her hips close to my crotch. I put the tip of my erect manhood against her pussy and slowly began to <<click "push inside">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/StudioScene.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.
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Truth be told I wasn’t sure I could even break her hymen; this guy’s dick was below average. Soon I felt a wall of resistance barring my way and with one final push I broke through. Mr Clemond had the camera just a foot from me when it happened. A moment’s pause then I continued. I felt so empowered by it all, this wasn’t just sex, it was something more, something addicting. Something about the knowledge that so many people would see me was enthralling. I kept on going until my cock couldn’t take anymore and I unleashed my load inside her. As I pulled out Mr Clemond bumped me out of the way so he could get a close picture of the white and red mix pouring from her pussy. He moved the camera upwards to get a close up of her face then called cut.
“Fantastic, absolutely fantastic. Both of you really well done. This’ll a hit for sure.” I sat down to the side and cook a long swig from a bottle of chilled water. It tasted like the best water I’d had my entire life. I finished half the bottle in one go then stood up again.
“I’m ready for round 2.” I could go, I needed to do that again.
“We have everything we wanted. Our business is concluded. If you wish to continue you can arrange something with her.” Mr Clemond was checking his footage, confirming it was good. Bastien had done the same and was smiling with the results. They both left the room but would be back soon. I wanted to continue, but I’d need to do so in my own time. I took my phone out of my pocket and turned everything back to normal.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use the app to switch yourself with the man who was paying to have sex with you. He was still getting what he'd paid for, but now you'd be the one with the cock. You take your own virginity as you ravish your body in a performance that Mr Clemond and Bastien get plenty of great shots off.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I couldn’t wait to see what I looked like once that guy was done with me. I might even request they send me the video afterwards. I walked out of the changing room was led to a nice bed that would soon be ruined. Bastien and Mr Clemond were both setting up their cameras in the corner. Just then my partner arrived. . He wasn’t exactly an attractive individual. His features were a mix of foreign and home. I’d probably be right in guessing that one of his parents was an immigrant. We wore an expensive shirt with a simple design. I was reading a strong son of a rich man vibe from him.
“Are you the girl?” His accent wasn’t home grown that was for sure. Well it didn’t really matter who he was, all I cared about what how good he’d be in bed.
“Please be gentle.” I made a cute vulnerable expression to entice him. I knew what he was thinking so I’d play along to help him get his money’s worth.
“Save the acting for when we’re recording please,” Mr Clemond interrupted. I had to wait for him and Bastien to finish before I was allowed to start. Once the camera was rolling I said a few words to entice the audience and then it began. I lay on the bed, spread out and vulnerable as my would-be lover stripped and climbed over me. He really didn’t know what he was doing but my role was to be submissive so I had to wait impatiently for him to figure it out.
He didn’t bother with foreplay; he just went straight for the sex. He lifted up my hips and sloppily inserted his dick into my <<click "begging pussy">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/StudioScene.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. I had to put on the best performance I could for the camera as I was getting very little pleasure from my partner. I moaned and acted like what I was feeling was absolutely ecstasy but it wasn’t. Even the pain from having my first time taken was less painful than what I’d been expecting. My partner however loved it.
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“Oh yes babe, oh yes!” Was he acting as well, or was he really getting off to this. Well I guess all that mattered was if he could deceive the audience or not. At some point he came inside me although I didn’t notice until I smelt the scent of his cum in the air. I was getting bored so I fake an orgasm to finish things up then collapsed on in fake exhaustion. I hadn’t been more disappointed in my life, but I probably wasn’t alone in having this feeling after losing my virginity. Still at least I made a lot of money from it.
“Okay great work.” Mr Clemond didn’t sound sincere. Bastian was looking through his photos with a disheartened expression questioning which were worth showing on his website. My lover however seemed very proud of himself and pleased.
“Thank you,” he said to everyone in the room. Mr Clemond remained professional and led him into another room. Once he was gone I instantly got back up and began cleaning the mess trickling out of my still hungry pussy.
“Well… that was disappointing.” I declared.
“You did fantastic my dear. You hid your disappointment well.” I suspected Bastien had seen through my act. “You should consider continuing. Mr Clemond can give you plenty of contacts.”
<<if $blog is "yes">>"Actually I'm going to give that blogging thing a try. I heard you could help with that."
"Certianly." Great. Once I got paid I could invest in some new equipment.<<endif>><<if $blog is "no">>“Thanks. At least I know what to expect now.” I headed back to change then paid Mr Clemond a visit to enquire about further work.<<endif>><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You let the guy have sex with you but it's very disappointing. You salvage it by putting on a show for the cameras that your partner completely falls for. Afterwards you discuss your future with Mr Clemond and Bastien.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>>My reflection looked sexy as hell in her red lace lingerie. I couldn’t wait to fuck her senseless. First though I needed to find the man who’d be lending me his body for that purpose. I snuck into the male changing room and found him alone getting ready. Excellent. I targeted him with the Reborn app and performed another switcheroo. I’d done it so many times now it took me only second to complete the switch and give the soul in my body their orders.
“Is everyone ready?” The cameraman poked his head into the room.
“We’re all set,” I replied with my new deep voice. The soul in my body gave a forced nod. Under my control she had to go along with everything I said.
“Alright let’s get started.” We headed into the room we’d be using for filming. The cameras began rolling and when I was my turn I stepped into the room and had my way with my own body.
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~ End - Adult Video Star ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]I checked the live stream and saw thousands of paying customers already watching the ‘Live soon’ card currently being sent to them. A little help from my tech savvy friends and I’d created an adult video streaming site. My site however went above and beyond what normal websites did. With the Reborn app I could transform other people into say a famous celebrity or at least a look alike. My process was simple, I’d use the app to grab a random person who had no plans for that day and borrow them for a few hours. I turned him into the woman I desired to have sex with and would erase all their memories afterwards. It was really all a bit too easy. It was a double life I was comfortable with and I had no plans of changing my ways anytime soon.
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~ End - Adult Video Star ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]I walked down the red carpet amazed by how prestigious this award show was. It was the adult video awards yet the turnout was massive. After my first video session with Mr Clemond he’d given me some contact details for his friends in the industry. From them I got more connections and my popularity grew and grew until I found myself here. Nominated for a newcomer award and from what I’d heard I had a good chance of winning it.
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~ End - Adult Video Star ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]I made a seductive pose and listened to the shutter sounds as Bastien snapped a bounty of photos of my lace clad ass. I had taken Mr Clemond’s advice and set up my own blog with Bastien’s help. He was happy to assist me since it would mean more business for the both of us. There were a lot of girls who resorted to showing a lot of skin on their persona blogs to make a living, but it was Bastien’s skills that put me above the crowd. Well I can’t give Bastien all the credit, having an app to make me young, beautiful and unquestionably attractive helps.
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~ End - Online Star ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]I carried the heavy box over to the photocopier where I dropped it on the floor and began unloading the stacks of paper from inside it into the machine. I never expected business to pick up so quickly. It had been a full year since I encouraged Chloe to make her own company and now she, my dad and I were running it. I’d become a full-time employee the moment I graduated and honestly this was probably the best outcome for my poor school life. I had an important role in a small company that was growing every day. This business was going places and while the mysterious phone app that had led to its creation was long since lost, I was still able to contribute to the company’s success.
“Joe when you’re done I want you to proof some business emails.” Chloe walked past giving me my next task. When in the office her mind was always on business matters. Back then I knew she had the talent to make this happen and I was glad I encouraged her to do so.
~ End - A family business ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I sent him the message and waited for a reply. After a minute it came.
“Jeez you’re so jealous. Fine I’ll keep her all to myself.” Alright now he was pissing me off. At least he’d stop sending me photos. He was on thin ice, if he shoved the fact he was dating Cassidy in my face once more that ice would break.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You warn Dave but he responds by calling you jealous. You're getting irrated by him now.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|DaveK2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I deleted the message without sending. If he got himself into trouble then he’d just have to get himself out of it again. I spent some time browsing the internet after doing my homework, checking social media as most teenagers my age do. There was nothing worth commenting on and after an hour I was ready to head to bed. I took one last look at my social media feed and that was when I saw it.
“Dave you’re the world’s biggest idiot.” A single picture was spreading like wildfire among the boys at my school, a picture of <<click "a naked Cassidy">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/CassidySelfie.png]]<</replace>><</click>> standing naked with her phone pointed against her mirror. It was photo obviously intended for Dave, he may have even tried to send it to me, regardless someone else had gotten a hold of it and now it was everywhere. I wanted nothing to do with the mess Dave and just caused, but as my phone began to ring I got the feeling I was being dragged into it.
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“Yo,” I answered casually pretending to know nothing about it.
“What the fuck man? Why did you share that photo?”
“What photo? The one you sent me an hour ago?”
“No the one I sent you five minutes ago!” So Dave had tried to send me it.
“You only sent me one photo mate.”
“What? Hold on let me check…” I waited. I had a good guess what had happened. “Oh fuck! I fucked up.”
“Let me guess, someone else texted you, but you forgot and sent a photo to the person top of your recent messages list thinking it was me?”
“...” No response. I was probably right then. I’d made that mistake once. I usually had Dave top of my recent messages list and had accidently sent someone else a message intended for him. Fortunately it was only Chloe and it wasn’t anything embarrassing. It was nowhere near as bad as what Dave had just done.
“I sent it to Mike… and he probably sent it to Conner…” And within minutes all the boys in our year had it. Cassidy had probably seen the photo by now as well.
“You better start apologising now,” I warned.
“I’m sorry.”
“Not to me, to Cassidy. If you start kissing her ass now she might not bring a flamethrower to school tomorrow.”
“You can fix this right? You can use the app and…” I stopped caring. He seriously wanted me to clean up his mess. True I did bear some responsibility and I did feel sorry for Cassidy. Dave had just demonstrated an inability to keep secrets, it would be best to clean this entire thing up before it got any worse.
“Alright, tomorrow I’ll sort this all out.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You hold off sending him a warning and as a result he does excatly what you predicted he would. A photo he intended to send you is now spreading like wildfire across social media, showing everyone in school Cassidy's naked body. Looks like you'll need to cover up his mess.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|DaveK1bE]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>On Friday morning the entire school met for an assembly. It was an opportunity for the principal to address the school and make announcements. It was the only time you’d ever find the entire student body in one place which was exactly what I needed. I’d already made my preparations so when the time came I simply walked onto the stage at the same time as the principal. Instead of him speaking I did.
“Alright nobody leave, nobody move, nobody say anything.” I had mass targeted the entire hall with the poser. Whispers turned to silence as everyone obeyed my order. “Now there is a picture of Cassidy floating around that you will all delete should you have it saved. Anyone with the picture on your phone will delete it right now. I saw several boys from my year take out their phones to delete Cassidy’s photo. “Now, you will all forget that picture exists once you’ve deleted it. You will ignore any attempt made by anyone to talk to you about it. You will erase any saved conversation you had regarding it. Should someone absent have that photo you will sent me a message saying who they are, then delete the message and forget you sent it. When I leave this hall you will forget that I was on the stage. You’ll not remember anything I told you, but will carry out my order when the situation arises.” That about should fix it, now there was only one thing left to say. “Dave and Cassidy are not dating. Everyone, including Dave and Cassidy should forget they are. Also forget everything you know about the Reborn app Dave. Just carry on like the past few days have been normal and uneventful.” With that I was done. I got off the stage and left the room. The principal resumed talking and everyone listened to him unaware I’d ever been there. They wouldn’t speak of Cassidy’s photo and when they got home they’d all remove it from anywhere they had shared it. Dave forgot all about the Reborn app and everything we’d done with it. I made sure of this by using the memory alteration feature on him. I still felt bad for Cassidy so I turned her body back to how it was three days ago to remove any trace she had ever slept with Dave.
The past week had definitely taught me a lesson or two, at the end of the day though the only thing that was really different was that I now had the full arsenal of the Reborn app at my fingertips. I’d get to know the features a little better over the weekend then on Monday it would be a brand new adventure.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You clean up the mess by controlling the schoool long enough to erase the photo and also their memories of it. You also make Dave forget about the Reborn app since he can't be trusted with knowing about it.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>When I arrived at the classroom for morning rollcall Dave was already there. Both hands were on his phone rapidly typing into the messenger. I didn’t feel like talking to him but that didn’t stop him talking to me.
“Joe!” Dave noticed I’d arrived and quickly put away his phone and approached. “So about tonight, should we meet at mine or yours?”
“What’d you mean?” I knew what he meant, but I needed him to walk into my trap.
“Tonight, you’re going to help me with Cassidy.” Like a flaming bag of shit he stepped on it.
“Help you? I thought you had this completely under control? What do you need my help with.”
“Haha very funny. You need to transform me into hot me. If I had the power I’d do it myself but you’re the one who has the power so you need to help me.” Need to? Was I suddenly obliged to help him?
“Nope. You seem perfectly capable of handling this yourself.”
“Oh c’mon stop being jealous that I’m dating Cassidy.” I snapped. I wasn’t going to help him only for him to throw it back in my face. I hid my anger though so he wouldn’t know what was coming.
“Fine, I’ll help.”
“Sweet, okay we can meet at mine this evening.” So naïve, he had no idea what was really thinking.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You talk to Dave that morning but he continues to rub the fact he's dating Cassidy in your face. To decide to pretend to help him but have ulterior plans.<<endif>>
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[[Sabotage His Night With Cassidy|DaveK3b]]
[[Tell Cassidy The Truth|Tobecon]](Coming Soon)
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>One way to shut Dave up was to make him less eager to talk about what went on in the bedroom between him and Cassidy. As planned I met Dave afterschool at his home where I transformed him back into his more handsome alter ego. Naturally to do this I had to recopy the two people who made up Dave’s new body meaning the one I’d used was gone forever. I just settled for using the body alteration feature on myself instead. Once evening rolled around we headed out to the club we had agree to meet Cassidy and her friends at. Dave was smiling blissfully unaware of how his evening would turn out.
Getting into the club again required the use of the Reborn app. This time however I just used the poser to make the bouncers give me and Dave a pass, skipping the long Friday night line. We ordered some drinks, found a comfy spot and waited for Cassidy.
Almost an hour after she was meant to arrive she finally appeared in the club. A sparkling silver dress was moulded around her slim figure. Dave jumped to his feet and like a dog going after its favourite toy ran up to her. They kissed as Cassidy’s group dispersed to find alcohol.
“Be more forceful with him,” I whispered with Cassidy targeted with the poser. Instantly she grabbed Dave by the tie and pulled him in even closer. He couldn’t break the kiss if he wanted and it wasn’t until they needed air did their lips finally separate.
“He’s your property. You can do with him whatever you want. Be as rough with him as you want.” I kept on whispering Cassidy instructions to spice up Dave’s evening with her. At one point he tried to flirt with one of Cassidy’s friends but Cassidy wasn’t having it. She grabbed his tie again despite him having just fixed it and forced him to look at her. I don’t know what she said but Dave submissively nodded. She began walking towards another part of the club and Dave followed as if she had him on a lease. This was rich; I couldn’t wait to see how it ended.
Unfortunately I wouldn’t get the chance to see it. As the night went on Dave was still leashed to Cassidy. When it came time to head home it was clear they’d be heading home together. I didn’t have much time left so I quickly targeted Cassidy with the poser again to give her one last command.
“Remember, you’re the one in charge. Don’t be his bitch, make him your bitch… oh and record that shit and send it to Joe after.” If she followed through I’d have enough dirt on Dave to fill a landfill. The group split up and I headed home alone eagerly awaiting the arrival of Cassidy’s home video.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>At the club you give Cassidy orders to make her more dominant. It's amusing to watch but at the end of the night they head home together. You order Cassidy to send you a recording of their night eager to see how she treated Dave.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|DaveK3aEnd]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>His relation with Cassidy was the bane of my existence so the solution was obvious; I’d make her ditch him. It would be no fun just to order her to do that directly, plus even Dave might figure out I was behind it. No I’d make him screw up so badly that she’d view his alter ego with the same regard she viewed the real Dave.
As planned I met Dave afterschool at his home where I transformed him back into his more handsome alter ego. Naturally to do this I had to recopy the two people who made up Dave’s new body meaning the one I’d used was gone forever. I just settled for using the body alteration feature on myself instead. Once evening rolled around we headed out to the club we had agree to meet Cassidy and her friends at. Dave was smiling blissfully unaware of how his evening would turn out.
Getting into the club again required the use of the Reborn app. This time however I just used the poser to make the bouncers give me and Dave a pass, skipping the long Friday night line. We ordered some drinks, found a comfy spot and waited for Cassidy.
Almost an hour after she was meant to arrive she finally appeared in the club. A sparkling silver dress was moulded around her slim figure. Dave jumped to his feet and like a dog going after its favourite toy ran up to her. They moved in to kiss as Cassidy’s group dispersed to find alcohol.
“You've forgotten how to kiss,” I whispered with the poser locked on Dave. What ensued was a mess as Cassidy did all the work while Dave looked at her completely at a loss. Cassidy broke away unimpressed with Dave’s lack of intimacy. He tried to impress her by taking her to the dance floor. Dave was surprisingly a good dancer normally, but tonight for ‘mysterious’ reasons he was stumbling all his moves.
“Are you alright?” Cassidy was showing concern for Dave’s poor performance. I felt bad for him so removed my orders allowing him to get back into it. I wasn’t done yet though, I still had one last order for him. With Dave back in the grove Cassidy was warming up to him again. At the end of the night she invited him back to his place which was what I was waiting for.
“You won’t be able to get your dick hard tonight no matter what you do. It’ll stay flaccid the whole night.” With that final order I put my phone away. I pretended to be on Dave’s side and wished him luck in his conquest. He’d need it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You sabotage Dave at ever turn at the club. He leaves Cassidy bored and unimpressed. They head home together but you make sure Dave won't be satisfying her in bed.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|DaveK3bEnd]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>>Double-click this passage to edit it.<<if $TLDR is "no">>That morning my phone beeped at the usual time but it wasn’t because of the Reborn app. I’d received an alert that a video had been shared with me online from Cassidy. With high expectations I opened it up and <<click "enjoyed the show.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/CassidyDaveScene.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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I laughed. I laughed so hard when I saw it that Hana came to investigate. Obliviously I couldn’t show her the cause of my amusement. The entire video Dave was at Cassidy’s mercy as she whipped him while dressed in a black latex get up. I didn’t even know why Cassidy had all that stuff in her home, but it was still funny seeing her use it on Dave. At some point Dave was going to need me to turn him back so I sat back and awaited his distress call.
The call came just after ten. He wanted me to meet him at a half-way point between our homes. I quickly put on my shoes and headed out.
“Hey Dave,” I greeted. He was standing next to a park bench. I sat down next to him then invited him to do the same.
“I’ll pass, I really want to return to normal.” And rob me of my fun?
“Sure let me just… oh…”
“What’s oh? Is something wrong.”
“My batteries dead.” I showed him my phone and tried to switch it on. It didn’t start. What Dave didn’t know was that I was faking it. My phone was fully charged but just turned off.
“What? Why didn’t you charge it?”
“I thought I did. I guess I didn’t plug it in right. No worries, let’s just head back to mine.” Dave didn’t really have a choice. We headed back to mine and headed up to my bedroom. On the way we encountered Chloe in the hallway and of course idiot Dave greeted her like he knew her.
“Hey Chloe,” he greeted. “Looking good.”
“Hello…” She replied quizzically.
“This is Steven from school; we’re working on some homework together.” I quickly covered for my idiotic friend. I pulled him into my room before he could cause more trouble. I plugged in my phone but it would take time to gain enough charge for the app to work, or so I told him.
“Why are you standing?” I asked hiding that I knew why. His ass was probably still too sore. Cassidy had given his ass plenty of attention last night.
“I um…” He tried to come up with something. “Have a cramp; I want to keep my legs straight.”
“Dave that isn’t a thing. Stop being stupid and sit down.” He didn’t have a response so slowly lowered himself into my desk chair. This was rich, I wanted to show him the video and see his expression, but that would reveal I had something to do with what happened last night.
“So how was your night with Cassidy?”
“Great, really great. We had sex and stuff.”
“And stuff?”
“Normal stuff. Nothing kinky.” Even if I didn’t know the truth I’d be able to tell he was hiding something.
“When’s the next date?” My orders to Cassidy weren’t one night only. She’d continue treating Dave the way she had last night until I told her otherwise.
“Um… next week… Maybe. I'm thinking of breaking up with her." While he was dating Cassidy still I’d have to keep on helping him out with transformation. A break up would be easier for me. I was hoping to have her dress Dave up in a dog costume next and have him bark for her. Oh well. I turned my phone on and turned Dave back to normal since enough time had passed.
“Thanks man. I need to get home so I’ll see you Monday.”
“See you Monday.” The new week would bring more opportunities to use the app.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You recieve the video you ordered Cassidy to send you and it causes you to fall into a fit of laughter. Later you meet Dave and tease him a little. He announces he might break up with Cassidy and heads home after you return him to normal.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>My wakeup call from Dave came at the time I usually receive Reborn app update notices. It seemed that I wouldn’t be getting anymore updates. I read Dave’s message but it was very simple. He wanted me to meet him in the park between our houses so I got dressed and headed out.
I found him sitting on a bench looking down at his feet. Since nobody was around I quickly turned him back to normal.
“That isn’t the face someone should be making after a night of sex.” I sat down next to him.
“Yeah… Joe have you ever had a problem getting it hard?”
“What you mean?”
“I mean, last night we were naked and I was horny as fuck but I just couldn’t get it up.”
“Erectile dysfunction is perfectly normal.”
“Erectile dys… Oh is that what that means?” Did he seriously not know what that term meant?
“Yes. Erectile as in erect and dysfunction as in not working right.”
“So it is perfectly normal.” Dave had suddenly cheered up. Jeez it sure would be nice to have his outlook on life sometimes.
“So when’s the next date?” I had to push this conversation forward.
“I’m not sure there will be a next date after last night. She was pretty pissed with me about being unable to satisfy her. Oh well, plenty more fish in the sea and all that. Well in hindsight maybe I was being a bit conceited.”
“Yes, yes you were.”
“Well I apologise. Now excuse me I need to get home.” Dave stood up. “I’ll catch you at school on Monday.”
“See you.” Dave left. After he was gone I took out my phone to look at the Reborn app. Another week would soon start, this one had been pretty interesting and hopefully so would the next one.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You meet Dave the next morning to return him to normal. He is pretty down about what happened but quickly cheers up. His relationship with Cassidy won't be continuing however.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update5 = "yes">><<set $gender to "male">><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Good morning Chloe,” I greeted as I arrived in the kitchen. I pulled out a chair and sat down in my new grey trousers that all the boys at Hana's school wore.
“Good morning Alice,” Chloe replied. She smiled at me believing that I was and always had been attending Hana's school. The app had updated again that morning. The newest feature was a rather impressive one that allowed me to alter my very existence to match whatever body I was in. It was hard to explain but it essentially allowed me to change all memories and records of me so fabricate a new backstory. As such I'd changed the world so that I was now a student at Hana's school. The only downside was it killed my battery. My phone was plugged into the charger to try and regain those lost power bars.
“Hey bro,” Hana greeted with sass as she entered the kitchen.
“You’re up early,” Chloe remarked.
“I thought I’d take after my brother a little,” Hana winked. She knew the truth but she was the only one. When using the ‘Mass Memory Alteration’ as it was called I could select who would be unaffected by it. Obviously I had selected myself and Hana to keep our memories. Hana’s school had a high female to male ratio but nobody would notice an extra boy. The power of the app I could walk right through those gates this morning without so much as an odd stare. I took my time to eat my breakfast and watched the minutes pass by. The clock reached the point that I would usually head out the door to catch my bus, but since I no longer went to that school and I got dropped off by Chloe just like Hana, I had an extra half hour to kill.
I arrived at Hana’s… I mean my school and walked through the gate with the tide of similarity dressed students. The atmosphere really was different from my old school.
“I wonder how other people will view you,” Hana pondered. What kind of memories of me had everyone been given? Would some see me as a friend, or would I just be a boy who’s always been there in the background? When I arrived in class I got my answer. Nobody paid me any attention as they went about their morning gossiping. I wasn’t until Hana tried to talk with me other people begin to acknowledge my existence.
“Hana did you do your homework for Mrs Scribb’s class?” A pink haired girl asked.
“Is that today? Can I copy yours Julia?”
“I wanted to copy yours! What about you Joe? Did you get it done?” Funnily enough, I had. The Mass Memory Alteration had changed all my school books to reflect those of Hana’s school. My maths homework book which was usually filled with Mrs Clark’s legalised torture was now filled with exercises given by Mrs Scribb. Hana had help me do it on Wednesday so when I changed the world it got changed as well. It was pretty cool that the app could do that… a bit scary actually. I couldn’t even begin to understand the mechanics behind that. It was human nature to fear what you didn’t understand there was a lot I didn’t understand about the Reborn app. It was mystery for another time, right now my priority was figuring out why Hana’s friend had suddenly transferred out of class. In fact she had assisted me a little as it meant there was a free seat in the classroom for me to claim.
Hana assisted me in getting my bearings and soon we were ready to start investigating.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You alter the world so that you may go to school with Hana. You t<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update5 = "yes">><<set $gender to "female">><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Good morning Chloe,” I greeted as I arrived in the kitchen. I pulled out a chair and adjusted my new skirt as I sat down.
“Good morning Alice,” Chloe replied. She smiled at me believing that I was and always had been a girl named Alice. The app had updated again that morning. The newest feature was a rather impressive one that allowed me to alter my very existence to match whatever body I was in. It was hard to explain but it essentially allowed me to change all memories and records of me so that everyone would believe I was who I wanted to be. In this case I wanted everyone to believe I was a girl named Alice who attended the same school as Hana.
“Hey sister,” Hana greeted with sass as she entered the kitchen.
“You’re up early,” Chloe remarked.
“I thought I’d take after my sister a little,” Hana winked. She knew the truth about who I was but she was the only one. When using the ‘Mass Memory Alteration’ as it was called I could select who would be unaffected by it. Obviously I had selected myself and Hana to keep our memories. Hana's school had a high girl to boy ratio so being a girl would assist me in fitting in. With the power of the app I could walk right through those gates this morning without so much as an odd stare. Really there was only one drawback and that was using the app’s Mass Memory Alteration completely killed the battery. My phone was plugged in charging at the moment but I didn’t have long before school. I took my time to eat my breakfast and watched the minutes pass by. The clock reached the point that I would usually head out the door to catch my bus, but since I no longer went to that school I had an extra half-hour to kill.
I arrived at Hana’s… I mean my school and walked through the gate with the tide of similarity dressed students. The atmosphere really was different from my old school.
“I wonder how other people will view you,” Hana pondered. What kind of memories of me had everyone been given? Would some see me as a friend, or would I just be a girl who’s always been there in the background? When I arrived in class I got my answer. Nobody paid me any attention as they went about their morning gossiping. I wasn’t until Hana tried to talk with me other people begin to acknowledge my existence.
“Hana did you do your homework for Mrs Scribb’s class?” A pink haired girl asked.
“Is that today? Can I copy yours Julia?”
“I wanted to copy yours! What about you Alice? Did you get it done?” Funnily enough, I had. The Mass Memory Alteration had changed all my school books to reflect those of Hana’s school. My maths homework book which was usually filled with Mrs Clark’s legalised torture was now filled with exercises given by Mrs Scribb. Hana had help me do it on Wednesday so when I changed the world it got changed as well. It was pretty cool that the app could do that… a bit scary actually. I couldn’t even begin to understand the mechanics behind that. It was human nature to fear what you didn’t understand there was a lot I didn’t understand about the Reborn app. It was mystery for another time, right now my priority was figuring out why Hana’s friend had suddenly transferred out of class. In fact she had assisted me a little as it meant there was a free seat in the classroom for me to claim.
Hana assisted me in getting my bearings and soon we were ready to start investigating.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You turn into a girl so that you may go to school with Hana. This allows you to easily blend in with the crowd.<<endif>>
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[[Next|HanaS8]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>The first person we investigated was the principal. She had an open door policy so students could speak to her anytime she was available. She was a very approachable woman so during private study Hana and I headed to pay her a visit. Her door was slightly ajar as we approached. We knocked and were welcomed inside a second later.
<<if $gender is "female">>“Hello girls, what can I assist you with today?”<<endif>><<if $gender is "male">>“Hello you two, what can I assist you with today?”<<endif>>The principal was a woman past her prime. Approaching her sixtieth birthday she had many years of teaching under her belt.
“Mrs Carolins, there is something I have to ask. What reason did Rachael Clemen have for transferring out?” The welcoming expression turned a little sour. The eye contact Mrs Carolins had been maintaining since we entered was broken.
“You were her friend correct?”
“Yes,” Hana replied. I had the app ready but I wanted to see the natural progression of events first.
“Then I can only recommend you ask her directly. Anything I say would be an invasion of privacy.” I expected things to turn out this way, time to interfere.
“Anything you say to us will be in full confidence. It is only to give us peace of mind, nothing else. So please tell us what you really know.” I spoke with the poser targeting her. I saw the command implant itself as she changed her posture and resumed eye-contact.
“Rachael’s reason for leaving was cited as bullying. She claimed other students were bullying her during recess and before class.” That was what I originally suspected but Hana already claimed she never saw anything of the kind occurring. If Rachael was being bullied then the bullies were being very discrete about it.
“Cyber bullying?” That was the obvious way it could go on without Hana noticing.
“No. She claimed it was during school hours.” Hmm I don’t think I’m getting what I want from this, time to rephrase the question.
“What do you suspect her reason for leaving was?” She gave me a blank expression. Oops questions weren’t orders. “Tell me what you suspect her real reason for leaving was.”
“Sexual misconduct.” I saw those words hit Hana hard.
“What? By who?” Hana asked. No response.
“Answer her,” I ordered.
“A male teacher.”
“Who?” Hana asked again.
“Answer her,” I repeated.
“I don’t know. I… I shouldn’t even be telling you this.” She was beginning to realise something was wrong.
“You didn’t. In fact we were never here.” I changed the function targeting her with the memory function instead. We left and I erased the last five minutes from her memory. As far as she could remember we had never knocked on that door and the conversation never happened.
“Joe, I’m worried.” Mrs Carolins might not remember but Hana did.
“Don’t worry you’ve got your reliable older <<if $gender is "female">><<endif>>sister<<if $gender is "male">>brother<<endif>> to keep you safe.”
“Yeah, I do.” Now back to the task at hand. We knew it was male teacher that we needed to investigate.
“How many male teachers are at this school?” I asked.
“Twelve. Mr Tinker, Mr Rush, M-Mr Daniels!?!”
“Hello girls.” A middle aged teacher had approached us while Hana was listing names. I suspected by the way her voice changed this man was Mr Daniels. “I’m just going to speak with the principal. Are you two meant to be out of class?” He seemed friendly but everyone was a suspect at the moment.
“Private study. We were just heading back now.” Hana talked while I accessed the guy. Straight tie, clean shoes, navy trousers on the tight side and a harmless smile. I wish he’d hurry up and turn his back so I could borrow his memories.
“Well you better get back then.” He wasn’t giving me my chance. Hana and I walked away with his eyes on us the whole time. In my eyes it was an innocent man denying the investigators a search of his house. Was he hiding something, or was that just how we was?
Just when I thought I had a primary suspect fate threw a spanner in the works. A scruffy man walked past me and the smell of a man who hadn’t showered in days hit my nose with force.
“Who's that?” I asked Hana as I looked at his greasy dark hair.
“Mr Finley, he teachs ICT. He’s a little gross. He often gets close during class to explain things and the smell is… potent. You either have a used sock shoved in your nose or a deodorant bomb assuming he’s remembered to use some.” He didn’t look like he should be a teacher. Teachers had to appear neat and tidy, the fact he was allowed to walk around like he was at home suggested he had some leverage that was keeping him on the payroll.
If two suspects wasn’t enough a third soon entered my field of view. Just after morning break was a class with the business and economics teacher Mr Randal. He had the look of a loan shark as he wore a pinstripe suit and had his hair smoothed back. Throughout the lesson he talked about things such as gaining emotional advantages over people and flat out supported taking advantage of people in emotional states.
“Business isn’t a place for you to bring your personal issues. Money is first, second and third in priorities. The ideal employee leaves their heart at home and works as required. Do this and follow the rules and you’ll be an executive in no time.” He was an incredibly hard man to gauge. I got the feeling that if you showed him weakness he’d come after you like a shark. Someone with a complex like his shouldn’t be teaching a school, so why was he?
I was certain one of them must be involved. It time time to decide who to investigate.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You ask the principal some questions then have an unpleasent encounter with Mr Daniels. After a short investigation you decide on three suspects to investigate.<<endif>>
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[[Mr Daniels]]
[[Mr Finley]]
[[Mr Randal]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $dag = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I skipped the next class to go investigate the man I deemed most suspicious. He wasn’t hard to find as he was in his classroom. He had a class but I wouldn’t let that stop me from my investigation. I targeted him with the app and copied his memories. With that I slipped away to go through them. I locked myself in a bathroom stall and transferred the memories to myself. I focused on what I was looking for but it was tough since I knew nothing of the girl I was searching for information about. In my search I began to remember something else. A memory that took place after Rachael’s transfer out. The principal having her suspicions had begun investigating the incident but Mr Daniels stopped her using blackmail. He knew of a secret that would ruin Mrs Carolin's reputation and used it against her.
“Wait…” I was close to the knowledge I wanted. I concentrated and from the mass of memories I pulled the key information. It was Mr Finley. He’d done something to Rachael and Mr Daniels was covering for him. Mr Randal was involved as well. He was the one that caused the situation to happen in the first place by manipulating Rachael. I had to tell Hana what I’d found out. She was still in class however and I couldn’t just march in after missing the first fifteen minutes. I had to wait and catch her as she left. Since I had time I decided to continue going through the memories I’d borrowed. In those memories I found something even more disturbing.
“Oh shit.” He’d bugged the principal’s office. There was a microphone hidden in the leg of her table curtesy of Mr Finley. The conversation from his morning, he’d listened to it. No more waiting. I had to act now. I quickly returned to Hana’s classroom where I also should have been. I peered inside to make sure Hana was safe. I saw her desk but it was empty. Where the hell had she gone? This wasn’t the time to go to the toilet. One of Hana’s classmates disagreed however. The door opened and Milly emerged from the classroom.
“Milly where’s Hana?” I asked. She wasn’t surprised to see me. Perhaps she saw me peeking in and came out to help.
“Mr Daniels was just here. He said he needed to urgently speak with her.”
“Do you know where they went?” Wait why was I asking her? I had the bastard’s memories. I racked my brain hard for the information. Using those memories I worked out the room he had most likely taken Hana. The school housed all of its utilities in a basement layer beneath it. Very people had the key to get down there but Mr Daniels was one of those few. I quickly headed to the nearest door down there. It had been left unlocked almost like I was being invited down. I wasted no time and kept my wits about me as I descended down the dim stairs. The walls had never been painted and the floor never tiled. It was all grey concrete and old flickering lights as the only source of illumination. I walked past a rat trap that had been sprung but never cleaned, disgusting. With Mr Daniels memories merging with him I knew where he would be. I opened the door to a room containing old furniture and I saw Hana lying on an old mattress bound with grey sticky tap. She was awake and tried to call out to me the moment she saw me. Mr Daniels was absent giving me a chance to rescue her.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You investigate Mr Daniels by borrowing his memories. You discover the truth about what is going on but Mr Daniels has kidnapped Hana. You know he will be hiding in the school basement so head down there. You find Hana tied up in a room alone.<<endif>>
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[[Rush Over to her|Dag1]]
[[Be vigilant|HanaL1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>There was definitely something odd with Mr Finley. He wasn’t dressing as fit for his job so something must be keeping him here. I headed up to his computer office to see if he was available. He was so I let myself in to ask him some questions.
“Stay seated and only answer my questions,” I ordered him via poser. “Now tell me what you know regarding Rachael’s decision to transfer out a while back.”
“I had nothing to do with it!” He firmly protested. Why was his response so emotional?
“Okay, let me rephrase, did you give her any reason to want to leave school?”
“No! I did what I did because I was afraid to lose her!” That raised an eyebrow. He was fighting the posers control by avoiding saying what I was I wanted to hear.
“What did you do to her?”
“I shared my love with her! Is that so wrong?”
“What does that mean?” I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear the answer.
“I had sex with her. It was entirely consensual. She never said no.” There it was. I thought this guy was a bit of creep but I didn’t expect this. I had to take a moment to rethink my strategy.
“Who knows that you had sex with her?”
“I do.” His will to fight my questions was impressive.
“Tell me the names of everyone who knows!”
“Mr Finley… Rachael… Mr Daniels… No I can’t say!” Too late, I’d heard the truth. I had to take another moment to come to terms with it. So that bastard from before knew as well. I had only a few pieces of the jigsaw, there was still a lot to know I didn’t fancy going through this twisted fucks memories to get them.
“So tell me, am I right in understanding you had sex with Rachael and then Mr Daniels covered it all up?”
“Yes.”
“And he forced Rachael to transfer?”
“Yes… I wanted her to stay… I loved her!”
“So you keep saying.” I had no way to confirm is she loved him back. This guy believed she dd so would just say yes but I had my doubts.
“Tell me, why did Mr Daniels help you?”
“I bugged the principal’s office for him and gave him control over the school’s security system.”
“You bugged the principal’s office!?!” Oh shit. Did that mean he heard what had happened before? We had met him on his way to Mrs Carolin’s office. If he had heard that conversation then… shit.
“You will until I say otherwise, only obey me and do what I tell you to do. You will answer any question I ask you and make no attempt to misguide me.” With him under my control we headed to confront Mr Daniels. The teacher in question wasn’t in his room however. Worse still when I searched for Hana she was also missing. I told Mr Finley to go and ask where she’d gone and he returned to explain Mr Daniels had called for her.
“Tell me, where would he take her?” I was getting worried. Mr Finley told me about the utility floor under the school and he led me down there. The walls down here were bare concrete and the usual tidiness was nowhere to be found. Damp patches showed where water was leaking from the overhead pipes that supplied the school with warm water. In silence Finley led the way to a disused room that old furniture was stored. He had brought Rachael down here on the day he had sex with her. In that same room we found Hana lying on the floor bound by grey sticky tape.
“Hana!” I shouted. She was awake and tried to tell me something but her lips were sealed by the tape. Where was that bastard?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You find Finley and get him to tell you everything. You then have him take you to where Hana is being held. You have him under you complete control and find Hana tied up in the underground utility room.<<endif>>
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[[Free Hana|Dag2]]
[[Send in Finley to free her|HanaL2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $dag = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Mr Randal, I knew very little about him other than he had a lot of complexes. He was worth investigating as he seemed to me like the type of manipulative scum that would force someone to transfer out. I found him in his classroom marking test papers with a smirk on his face. I knocked the door but he didn’t respond. I knocked again and only then did he stop to invite me in.
“What brings you here?” He had his eyes on me reading my body language. I had something that could read him a lot better than he could ever read me.
“Rachael, the girl who transferred out a few months ago. What do you know about that?” I wasn’t using the app yet.
“What do you need me to know?” What? That made no sense. He’s trying to get into my head! I should have known. Time to use the app on him. He watched me take out my phone and said nothing. He probably expected I was going to show him something.
“Okay I’ll ask again. Tell me what role you played in Rachael’s decision to transfer out.”
“I merely advised her that it would be best for her. She’d created quite a mess and it would have been awfully embarrassing for her to have been exposed. Naturally leaving before that could happen was the right course of action. Plus not having her around would keep Finley’s male impulses in check. Having that dog in heat around is rather troublesome, Daniels really should get his pet put down.”
“Why are you telling me this?” He gave me far more information than I needed to hear. Maybe he’d thrown in a lie to confuse me.
“You will not lie to me. Now tell me again in more detail what happened.” And so he told me about Rachael and Mr Finley’s student teacher relationship.
“It was a fun social experiment. I implanted suggestions within them both to make them believe they were in love with one another. Rachael unfortunately began to realise she wasn’t. A court would call it rape, but I disagree. She was strong enough to fight him off, she just chose not to. Mr Daniels had to cover it all up and kept his pet on the payroll; I just observed and said the right times at the right time to make it all go smoothly.” This guy. He was seriously messed up.
“Why are you even a teacher?” I forgot to phrase it as an order but he told me anyway.
“Because I get to be around plenty of emotional unstable teenagers, all with a false sense of self-worth and I get to watch them interact in a way that creates the least efficient outcome possible. It’s an amusement that never gets old. Plus the holidays are great. You seem to have a talent for controlling people, but I’d never take that power for myself as it would rob me from enjoying the utter chaos than a lack of control brings.” He was still under order to only tell me the truth so what he said must have been true. “I’m a rational man, but my associates might not be so rational. If they fear you they’ll take action.”
“Is that a threat?”
“No, I’m just advising you to make sure your sister is safe. If you can’t find her I suggest searching beneath the school in the utility rooms.” Oh no, Hana.
“Wait here and don’t talk to anyone!” I ordered. I rushed out of the room and upon discovering Hana missing headed down to the utility floor under the school.
The housed all of its utilities in a basement layer beneath it. Very people had the key to get down there but Mr Daniels was one of those few. I quickly headed to the nearest door down there. It had been left unlocked almost like I was being invited down. I wasted no time and kept my wits about me as I descended down the dim stairs. The walls had never been painted and the floor never tiled. It was all grey concrete and old flickering lights as the only source of illumination. I walked past a rat trap that had been sprung but never cleaned, disgusting. With Mr Daniels memories merging with him I knew where he would be. I opened the door to a room containing old furniture and I saw Hana lying on an old mattress bound with grey sticky tap. She was awake and tried to call out to me the moment she saw me, but Mr Daniels was absent.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You find Mr Randal and discover his role in what happened to Rachael. He tells you even without the app forcing him to. He tells you to be concerned about Hana. You rush off to find her and discover Mr Daniels has kidnapped her. You find her tied up in a room beneath the school.<<endif>>
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[[Rush Over to her|Dag1]]
[[Be vigilant|HanaL1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $gender is "male">>I ran over to Hana to quickly free her. She continued to give muffled warning cries but I realised too late what they meant. The metal contacts of the stun gun were placed against my neck delivering a crippling electrical shock. I lost control of my muscles and was kicked to the side. I saw Mr Daniels as I fell. I reached for my phone but his foot came down hard on the screen.
“I really can’t have you running around investigating me. I’ve simply too much to lose.” He knelt down using the blue sparks of his stun gun to light up his face. “I don’t know what you did to get the principal to tell you everything but it won’t work on me.”
“Fuck you!” I hissed. I tried to move but he pressed his toy to my skin again and electricity ripped through my body.
“That’s bad manners. You should try to get on my good side now.”
“Do you think you’ll get away with this?”
“Well I’ve gotten away with it before so yes. Really what will your parents think when they hear we caught you two, brother and sister, having sex on school grounds. It’ll be the word of several teachers and students against just you two.”
“Try it.” I was confident his plan would fail. How could a lie ever be believed? Little did I know at the time just how much influence he had. It wasn’t until an hour later when we were both sitting in the police station that I realised nobody believed a word I said. No matter what Hana and I said, we were outnumbered by a number who supported Mr Daniels made up story. In the end we were both forced to transfer out. Worst of all was that he had destroyed my phone back then. The Reborn app was gone but its effect on me remained. The change to history it had made became truth and there was no way to change that. <<if $dag is "yes">>I still had all of the bastard’s memories and sure I could cause some chaos using his online accounts since I knew the password to them all, but that was hardly worth having to live with the knowledge of his life forever stuck in my head.<<endif>><<endif>><<if $gender is "female">>I ran over to Hana to quickly free her. She continued to give muffled warning cries but I realised too late what they meant. The metal contacts of the stun gun were placed against my neck delivering a crippling electrical shock. I lost control of my muscles and was kicked to the side. I saw Mr Daniels as I fell. I reached for my phone but his foot came down hard on the screen.
“I really can’t have you running around investigating me. I’ve simply too much to lose.” He knelt down using the blue sparks of his stun gun to light up his face. “I don’t know what you did to get the principal to tell you everything but it won’t work on me.”
“Fuck you!” I hissed. I tried to move but he pressed his toy to my skin again and electricity ripped through my body.
“That’s bad manners. You should try to get on my good side now.”
“Do you think you’ll get away with this?”
“Well I’ve gotten away with it before so yes. Still this all happened because that useless subordinate of mine couldn’t control his dick. He went as far as to drug two students and rape them both beneath the school. I stopped him as soon as I could and of course the police will me because I’m the only one who isn’t on drugs.” He gave me a creepy smile. “In case you haven’t figured it out, I’m talking about what is about to happen.” I tried to escape but he hit me again with the stun gun then tied me up just like Hana. He left and when he returned he had two things with him, bag and Mr Finley.
“Let’s get started.” He pulled out three needles of who knows what. First he injected Finley, then Hana and finally me. I didn’t remember anything after that. Everything turned to a messy blur until I awoke in a hospital bed with my family next to me. I tried to explain what I remembered but I could barely remember myself. What I was told was that Mr Finley had been arrested after Mr Daniels had discovered him sexually assaulting me and Hana. Mr Randal supported the claim. Anything me and Hana said was written off a drug induced delusion. Rumours of what had happened changed how people saw us and we were both forced to transfer. My phone was destroyed when Mr Daniels stomped on it and with it I also lost the Reborn app. <<if $dag is "yes">>Worse than being stuck as a girl was that I now had to live with that asshole’s memories stuck in my head. At least I could cause some chaos with his passwords.<<endif>><<endif>>
~ Bad End - Corruption and Lies ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I was vigilant. I had yet to enter the room and double checked the corridor to either side of me. Nothing. He was probably inside the room then hiding in the shadows behind an old piece of furniture. He wouldn’t hesitate to attack me and was likely waiting for me to rescue Hana to do so. I racked my brains for answers and one came to me. Hana was desperately trying to tell me something. Time to find out what. I targeted her with the memory function and stole her memories from the past half hour. I remembered clearly being called out of the room by Mr Daniels, being led to somewhere nowhere would see us and being hit on the neck with the stun gun. I also knew where in the room he was hiding now. An old cupboard box just 5 foot from Hana contained inside a lone Mr Daniels who likely still had his stun gun ready and waiting. Knowing that I made my move with a much more powerful weapon. With the app ready I ran at the box and gave it a powerful kick, knocking it into the air and stunning the man inside. He leapt at me with the stun gun crackling but it never reached me.
“Stop!” I ordered and because of the app he had to obey. “Don’t move until I tell you to.” I left him frozen in place as I freed Hana.
“Joe!” She quickly hugged me tightly and I returned her embrace then turned my attention back to her kidnapper. With his memories I had no reason to ask him any questions, the only thing for me to do was to decide how to deal with him.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You remain vigilant and don't rush in. You use your wits to work out a plan then quickly euxucute it. You take Daniels by surprise and disable him with the Reborn app.<<endif>>
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[[Let the justice system punish him|HanaL1Ed1]]
[[Punish him yourself|HanaL1Ed2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>>The justice system existed to deal with people like him. I’d have little trouble giving the police all the evidence they needed against this asshole and his buddies. Mr Daniels was still frozen in place by the app, his stun gun still posed to strike. I didn’t want him blabber mouthing about the app’s power though.
“What a pain.” This would take time to fix. I hoped I actually had enough battery for all the memory altering I had to do.
An hour later the police were leading Mr Daniels out of the school with his hands in cuffs. His associates Finley and Randal followed suit and journalists were already clamouring at the school gate on the scent of a scandal. They’d get their fill which I felt kind of bad about for Hana. She was happy to have finally gotten to the bottom of what really happened to her friend though. When everything was said and done I decided to return to my normal life. I actually preferred my old school to this one. I got rid of the unwanted memories I’d borrowed, the last thing I wanted as them influencing me. The weekend was now fast approaching and after that would be that beginning of a new week filled with possibilities.
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[[Week 2]]I couldn’t forgive him for kidnapping Hana or any of the other stuff he’d done. I ordered him to stay put as I freed Hana. I then used the app to round up Finley and Randal as well. I got them to explain to Hana what they had done to Rachael and needless to say she was pissed. I put their punishment in Hana’s hands and she decided on something appropriate.
“Can this thing copy animal?” Hana asked. She used the copy function on a rat living down here successfully. She then applied that image to all three of the teachers. Just to top things off she changed all of their genders to female. Even I wouldn’t have gone that far with them but Hana was the one hurt most by what they’d done so I didn’t interfere. Her final action was to rewrite history using the function unlocked that morning. When it was done nobody but us and the rats knew the names of the three teachers who had used to teach at this school. The ability to rewrite history so that three people simply didn’t exist was freighting. It really made me wonder about the app’s full potential. It would soon be the weekend so I had a new week coming up where I could find out.
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[[Week 2]]I ran over to Hana to quickly free her. She continued to give muffled warning cries but I realised too late what they meant. The metal contacts of the stun gun were placed against my neck delivering a crippling electrical shock. I lost control of my muscles and was kicked to the side. I saw Mr Daniels as I fell. I reached for my phone but his foot came down hard on the screen.
“I really can’t have you running around investigating me. I’ve simply too much to lose.” He knelt down using the blue sparks of his stun gun to light up his face. “I don’t know what you did to get the principal to tell you everything or how you got my useless suborbinate to obey you but that ends now."
“Fuck you!” I hissed. I tried to move but he pressed his toy to my skin again and electricity ripped through my body.
“That’s bad manners. You should try to get on my good side now.”
"Finley, help me!" My order still stood. Finley approached to help.
"What are you doing? Don't you remember what I did for you." He didn't response since I'd told him to shut up.
"Fine, I'll deal with you myself." Daniels turned on Finley. He crackled the stun gun to try and intimidate him but it failed.
"Kick his ass!" I ordered. Suddenly Finley performed a speedy roundhouse kick with his foot striking Daniels in the side. The stun gun feel from his hand and landed next to me. I quickly grabbed it and used it again Daniels. Soon he was the one subdued by the grey tape.
"Shit." I saw my phone. It was wrecked. I had no way to undo any of the changes I'd made. Mr Finley might never regain his free will and I might not ever be able to return to normal. At least we could ensure that Mr Daniels got what he deserved.
~ Bad End - A confusing mess ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Finley go free my sister!” He obeyed and stepped forward. As he knelt down next to the Hana there was a sudden crackle then from inside a box burst Mr Daniels. He struck his fellow teacher with the stun gun in his hand.
“Mr Finley, consider yourself fired.” He threw in that quip before moving towards me. “So I gauge you have a degree of hypnotic powers. Shame such things will never work on me.”
“Zap yourself.” He pressed the stun gun to his own neck and pulled the trigger. What an idiot, the app’s power was absolute. Well now it was time to decide what to do with these pieces of shit.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You send Finley in and Daniels takes him out with a stun gun. His toy is nothing compared to the app and you subdue him easily.<<endif>>
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[[Let the justice system punish him|HanaL1Ed1]]
[[Punish them yourself|HanaL1Ed2]]
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“Add more,” she instructed. She was already at 350kg the safety notice warned against putting on anymore. It was unreal how much strength the app could pack into her body. While now incredibly toned, her body was still a normal shape for a schoolgirl. The mad scientist in me would love to open her up and see how so much human strength had been packed inside. We’d boosted her athleticism to the max so she could run a marathon in record breaking time if she wanted. That wasn’t what she wanted though. She didn’t make herself strong to show off, she did it to fight crime by beating up criminals.
“Your turn.” She swapped with me. Like with her I’d boosted my body to the max. When it came to lifting the weight, I too lifted it above my head when before I’d never have been able to get it off the ground for even a split-second.
“Amazing.” I felt so empowered. At that moment the doors of the 24 hour gym opened and two buff guys entered. Normally it would be intimidating to near them, but I felt that in a fist fight we’d be the ones who came out on top so the usual fear wasn’t there. I almost wanted to challenge them to brawl just to test out my body. However we weren’t here to fight them. Yumi and I left as we’d done what we came to do and that was test out our new strength.
“I can’t wait to clean up the streets.” Yumi was pumped. She looked around hoping that maybe someone would just happen to be causing trouble nearby but unfortunately all was quiet.
“Maybe we should head into the city. It’s a Friday so drunken behaviour is dime a dozen,” I explained to her. There was one part of the city that was notorious for being rough. I didn’t want to say it, but if we headed down there dressed as we were now we’d attract a lot of negative attention.
“Hmm. You seem to know this city better so I’ll just follow you.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You and Yumi go to a 24 hour gym after the convention finishes for the day to test how strong the app can make you. Feeling empowered you decide to head into town to test things out.<<endif>>
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[[Dangerous part of town|Mahou2a]]
[[Quite part of town|Mahou2b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I suggested we head downtown where we’d be sure to run into trouble. Yumi agreed so we hopped on a bus and headed to the part of town most people tended to avoid on Friday nights.
“I’ve never been to this part of town before.” Yumi made light conversation as we travelled.
“I was here last Sunday to pick up a new phone battery. A friend of mine works for an electrical shop so he got me a good deal.”
“And then on Monday you discovered a weird phone app with magic powers.” I gave her comment some thought. It seemed unlikely my new battery had anything to do with the appearance of the Reborn app, but the dates did match up. No point worrying about it now, my friend will have closed up shop for the day by now.
Our bus soon arrived at its stop. We stepped out onto the dark street with the bus driver hesitant to actually let us go.
“You two know where you’re going?” He asked concerned for our safety.
“Don’t worry, we’re meeting friends close by,” Yumi lied. The driver shut the door and drove off. Almost immediately we were approached by a guy in a large coat.
“You kids wanna buy some sugar?” The ‘sugar’ in question was a bag of white powder I was sure wasn’t actually sugar. Yumi had never been offered drugs before so was surprised by the sudden offer.
“Who’s your supplier?” I asked. I’d dealt with these people before. The dealer simply walked off without answering my question. He knew he wasn’t going to make a quick buck from us so didn’t bother continuing. Transforming a single dealer wouldn’t have any real impact so we left him go.
We headed deeper into the more troubled part of the city. Homelessness was abundant here with old buildings effectively being used as slums. Loud music boomed from every direction as people use their own music to drown out the music of their neighbours.
“I didn’t realise our city was like this.” Yumi was surprised by what she saw.
“After the divorce my dad and I were forced to move into one of the cheap apartment blocks here. Living here is not pleasant.” I never wanted to go back to that life. More than anything I was thankful for Chloe for moving my dad and me into her house and getting us out of that shitty apartment. I hadn’t come here to dwell on that though. A van drove by blasting music out of its open windows. It suddenly spun round not far ahead of us and drove straight for us. The action took us both by surprise but I was more prepared for it than Yumi. I dodged but the van hit Yumi at about 10mph and knocked her over. The doors immediately were pulled open and masked men in gang colours jumped out. Their intention was clear, this was a kidnapping and Yumi and I were the targets. To them we were easy targets, but to use they were the ones who were the easy targets. I threw a punch aimed at man closest to me and connected with his nose. There was a crunch as his nose broke from the impact. I manoeuvred myself to deliver an elbow strike to the ribs of the next man, cracking a rib with an accurate strike then focused on the last of the three who’d come for me. This guy was the largest of the three and had some protection. Strength alone wouldn’t beat him but fortunately I’d also modified my mind with the app. A lack of fear or nervousness meant that I saw things slower than one would in this situation. He lunged towards me and I stepped past then struck him in the back of the knee. He tripped and hit the curb but quickly tried to get back up. Another man was slammed into the front of the van as his fight with a recovered Yumi went sour. The driver got out trying to turn the situation around but he was the driver for a reason. A single hit knocked him out cold. Those still able to fight pulled out knives but I grabbed a pipe and used it to disarm them. The big guy got up again bleeding from the chin. I threw out a punch aiming for his cheek but he caught my fist. He smiled thinking he’d won but soon he was being pushed back by my strength. He tripped on the same curb and went falling backwards, hitting his head on the hard road. The van engine roared to life. Someone had gotten back into the van and reversed a little before flooring it towards me. They unfortunately didn’t notice what was next to me. I jumped backwards and the van smashed straight into the fire hydrant that got lodged underneath it spraying water upwards into the van’s underbelly. Five men injured with water flooding onto the street. I didn’t want to say it but our first vigilante battle against street crooks had gotten a little out of hand.
“Should we call the police?” I asked Yumi. We’d have a tough time explaining it to them though.
“Nope.” She came over to me and ‘borrowed’ my phone. She targeted the five men that had attacked us and began issuing orders.
“You will not commit crimes. You will not intentionally cause other people harm. You’ll be better to those around you. You help those who need help. You will become good, upstanding members of society.” She then switched to the personality modifier to change their behaviour as well. When she finished she handed me back my phone and gave me a smile at a job well done. My phone still had plenty of battery left so we continue on our mission. We searched the streets for trouble and more often than not trouble found us. The result was always the same. We fought, we won and we re-educated those we defeated. Occasionally we took a few deep cuts or bruises but Reborn app healed up instantly each time. By morning the app had had enough of our shenanigans though and the battery on my phone was near empty. There was no sense in beating people up if we couldn’t ‘purify’ them as Yumi put it so we headed home.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>While roaming the dangerous part of town you get ambushed by a gang. You quickly fight back and kick their asses as they are caught off guard by your new raw power. Afterwards Yumi uses the app to turn them into upstanding citizens.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Mahou2a2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I suggested we stick to the more civil parts of town. Yumi agreed so we walked to where even noise complaints were a rarity.
“This is pretty nice,” Yumi said. This part of town had a lot of trees planted in the sidewalk with those fences around them. The shops had shut but many didn’t even have metal shutters. They just locked their glass doors in the confidence that the police would show up within a minute of an alarm being tripped.
“I used to walk through this area if I was going to be home late. It’s nice now but the Christmas period is even better. There is usually a crepe stand on there and… sorry I’m getting side tracked.” I had fond memories of this city. Well fond and not so fond but I associated this part of town with the fond ones.
“Oh? What other secrets does this city have? I don’t really come out this far at night.”
“I didn’t have a choice. After the divorce my dad and I were forced to move into one of the cheap apartment blocks downtown. Living there is not pleasant.” I never wanted to go back to that life. More than anything I was thankful for Chloe for moving my dad and me into her house and getting us out of that shitty apartment. I hadn’t come here to dwell on that though. We were here to fight crime.
To do that however we needed crime to fight. We searched for an hour but there wasn’t even the slightest hint of illegal activity.
“No drug dealings, public drinking or even anti-social behaviour. How boring!” Yumi complained. We sat down on a bench and listened out for anything. Suddenly a car turned the corner and slowly drove down the street. As it approached us the car slowed and lowered the window. Yumi was ready to fight, but that was far from the driver’s intention.
“Excuse me. Have you seen a young girl around here?” He sounded panicked.
“No but we can help you look,” Yumi replied. The driver paused then decided to accept our help.
“She’s 10 years old. Dark hair and wearing a white coat. If you find her bring her the BNM 24 hour supermarket. Her mother will be there waiting by the entrance.” The driver quickly drove off, continuing to scan the streets.
“You know the area right? Where would she likely have gone?” Yumi was right. This was my city. I could assume the girl had probably gone missing from the supermarket since her mother was still there waiting for her.
“I wonder…” I had a good idea of what might have happened. “Follow me. I’ll explain on the way.” There was a playpark close to the supermarket. There was a wall however between the playpark and the supermarket so you couldn’t actually see it from the supermarket. It was never locked so perhaps the girl had found her way there. Yumi and I arrived a few minutes later. There were two children playing on the slide as an edgy looking teen watched from the bench with music blasting from his headphones. One of the girls perfectly matched the description of the girl we were searching for.
“Well mystery solved,” I announced. It was likely the other girl had probably invited the missing girl to play here while her parents did late night shopping. The teenager was probably meant to be watching them and didn’t realise the other girl was here without her parents’ knowledge.
“You keep watch. I’ll go find a distressed looking woman by the entrance.” Yumi’s plan was solid. I watched the two children play as Yumi left then came back a minute later. The mother was fortunately too happy to see her daughter again to be angry. That part would probably come later.
“Thank you!” She said several times to both me and Yumi. It was nice and we were both glad there wasn’t any real foul play occurring. Soon both parties had left the playpark leaving me and Yumi alone again.
“That was nice,” I began.
“Yeah. I guess we can be heroes without having to be the kick ass kind.” Yumi went silent then suddenly made her declaration. “From now on we’ll be real heroes! Instead of stopping evil we’ll do good.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean charity, volunteering and just generally helping people out. We’ll prevent crime before it happens by being role models.”
That had a nice appeal to it.
“Sure… but will I still have to dress like this?”
“Yes!” No delay. “We need to be recognisable.” Humble Yumi had no intention of being humble.
“Can I at least modify it to be less… revealing?” Yumi looked at me as if to say there was nothing wrong with what we were wearing.
“I guess so. We need something unique. I’ll draw up some designs tonight. We can meet up again tomorrow to…”
“Attend the convention,” I reminded her.
“Ah yes that… unless…” Yumi was silently thinking. That never ended well for me. “I’ve an idea. Arrive at my house super early tomorrow.”
“Which means…”
“Early. I’m going to prepare. There is a lot to do.” She then disappeared into the night. Well she tried to, but she just went to the nearest bus stop which naturally I also went to. She pretended like we were strangers on the way home to maintain some kind of pretence. Sometimes I just didn’t get how her head worked.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You stick to the more peaceful part of town. Not much happens until you assist in finding a lost child. At the end of the night Yumi has an idea and tells you to meet her early tomorrow.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Dahou1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>We were back at the convention centre the next day promoting the game again. It really felt like we were living a double life, promoting a game by day and then fighting crime at night. Would I have imaged this a week ago? No. Would I have imaged this even after getting the Reborn app? Still no. Yumi had shown me a use I wouldn’t have thought off. There was something about beating up criminals that was so satisfying. Yumi however, wasn’t feeling the same satisfaction I was. Since we started work in the morning we had a lunch break at around noon.
“Nobody seems to know what we did,” she complained. “I’ve been checking the news when it’s less busy but there isn’t a mention of us anywhere. I thought heroes would be more publicity than this.”
“The people who attacked us wouldn’t have done so if there was a witnessed standing with their camera out across the street.” Yumi didn’t seem happy with that answer. I could tell she was thinking about something and that to me was worrying.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You return to the convention centre the next day. Yumi isn't pleased that there has been no news coverage of yesterday's events. You aren't sure if this is a good or bad mindset.<<endif>>
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[[Encourage her|Mahou3a]]
[[Discourage her|Mahou3c]] (Under Construction)
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I couldn’t deny that I also wanted the fame that came with being a superhero.
“Well the easy way to get famous is to take down someone who is infamous. Like if there was a giant monster attacking the town and we defeated then we’d get a ton of press. Sadly giant monsters don’t exist.”
“No, it’s a shame they don’t.” Yumi was still deep in thought. Well so long she consulted me before doing anything I had nothing to worry about. We returned to the booth and continued to happily promote our game. That afternoon we were the busiest we’d been so far and I barely had enough time to speak with everyone who came to see the booth. I expected Yumi to want to continue being a super hero that night but oddly she had other plans.
“Hey want to come back to mine?” I wasn’t expecting her to throw that invite out there.
“What for?” Yesterday she’d only taken me back to her house to transform back to normal.
“I want to have another look at your phone.” So it was about the Reborn app. Well I guess there was no harm in letting her take another look. Maybe we’d learn something.
We returned to normal inside Yumi’s bedroom then plugged my phone back into her computer.
“It’s possible I missed something, and it’s also possible that the recent updates may have made it more visible,” she explained. It sounded like she was just hoping to get lucky as opposed to having an actual plan. I listened to the sound of her tapping her keyboard as I waited. There really wasn’t much else I could do in this situation.
“You mentioned before that the day before you discovered the app you were getting your phone fixed,” she said out of the blue.
“The day before I discovered it? I was just downtown getting my battery changed.” Yumi’s typing paused.
“So the day before you discovered the Reborn app your phone was in a repair shop?”
“Well it was just a battery replacement and it was my friend’s shop. It took like five minutes and he never like accessed my phone. He just took it apart, put in the new battery and handed it back to me. I witnessed the whole process.” Installing a new battery wouldn’t cause a new app to suddenly appear. My friend never had the chance to install it either since I was watching the whole time.
“Hmm normally I’d agree and say that logically it’s impossible he did something then, but then again we are dealing with a power far beyond our understanding.” Yumi opened her desk drawer and pulled out a delicate tool kit. “Still the possibility remains.” She switched off my phone then used her tools to try and open it. ‘Try’ being the key word as she failed.
“Something wrong?” My phone had a design where the back could be slid open but Yumi was struggling to accomplish this simple task. She even put on special gloves for maximum grip but still couldn’t do it. She passed me back my phone since I’d done it before. It was simple to do as I’d done it a few times before. This time however I failed completely.
“Is it fused together?” I strained my face trying to open it but it was utterly impossible. I’d never failed to do that before.
“How strange.” Yumi commented. She had a flathead screwdriver in her hand was considering if it was worth trying to force open the back or not. “Best leave it.” She decided against it. She continued trying to figure out the mysteries of my phone to no avail.
“It’s getting late.” I wasn’t in a rush to get home but I was getting bored. Yumi wasn’t having much luck.
“Already? Hey can you leave your phone here tonight?” That would require consideration.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You encourage her and agree being recgonised as a hero would be cool. To further this Yumi asks to borrow your phone overnight to try and figure out more about the Reborn app's origins.<<endif>>
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[[Leave phone with Yumi|Mahou4a]]
[[Don’t leave phone with Yumi|Tobecon]] (Under Construction)
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>"Being a hero isn’t about being fame. It’s about making a difference.” She seemed to be getting side tracked from our reason for doing this. “It shouldn’t matter if we get recognised for it or not.”
“I wasn’t… okay I know you’re right but it would be nice to be thanked.”
“Being thanked is just a bonus. We help because we have the power to help. Noblesse oblige as they say.” I think I’m using that term right. “Besides it’s not like nobody knows what you’re doing. I know and I’m glad to have you as my partner.” I saw Yumi cutely smile but she said nothing. We finished up our lunch then returned to man the booth.
That evening we were both patrolling the streets again. This time however we were using simple disguises. We didn’t want to be recognised so there was no need to dress in a way that would get us recognised. I was once again a man but I’d modified this boy to pack an extra punch. We tried a different part of the downtown area and just like yesterday somebody tried to stop us. As we were walking down one street we passed a man that immediately stopped to call out to us.
“Hey you kids don’t want to be in this part of town tonight.” The guy looked late forties. It was highly possible he even had a daughter our age which had compelled him to speak out.
“We can handle anything.” Yumi flexed her muscle but that didn’t do much for the guy’s conscience.
“No. The people round here have guns. Get home before the violence starts!” It almost seemed like he knew something was going to go down tonight. I decided to probe a little deeper.
“Tell me, what do you mean by before the violence starts?” I order with the poser targeting him.
“There’s been tension building up in this area between two gangs and tonight it’s going to erupt.” This part of town would be pretty valuable to a gang. A gun fight would definitely be something me and Yumi wanted to avoid however. Comic books may paint guns as harmless weapons but this wasn’t a comic book. The app could do nothing to save us from a bullet to the head.
“We’re best avoiding getting involved in a gang war,” I whispered to Yumi.
“And let them continue to extort vulnerable people? I don’t care about the spotlight, it’s like you said we have the power to change this shitty city so I say we do it.” Shit, Yumi really wanted to get involved. I turned back to the man who was still being targeted by the poser. “Run on home and forget you saw us.” He scurried away into the night.
“You seriously want to get involved in a gang battle?” I asked Yumi again.
“The gangs are the source of a lot of crime. We clean them up and this place will be a lot safer. I bet nearly all the people who attacked us yesterday had gang ties. Besides I’m not suggesting we run in guns blazing. We just need to hit them all with the app and have them change their ways.” She was right. If we had been just normal girls last night who knows what would have happened to us.
“Alright I guess we’re doing this then.” We began our search for the gangs in question. Going by the words of the guy from before we guessed the conflict would be in this area. When three cars pulled around the corner in a line like a convoy we suspected we were on the right trail. Two other men saw the cars heading their and immediately dove into cover with gunfire following suite. The gunfire was brief but the effects devastating. The three cars sped away leaving the victims bullet ridden and in need of help that wouldn’t get to them quick enough. There were both alive however and that meant I could saw them. I targeted them both with the body modify and reversed their age just ten minutes to a time their bodies weren’t bullet ridden. Next I targeted them with the poser to ask them some questions about what we had just witnessed.
“Answer all my questions truthfully.” I began. “Are you two in a gang?”
“Yes.” They replied in unison.
“Who were in those cars that shot at you?”
“They were members of the Redrock Boys.” So that was the name of other gang. I quick follow up revealed these two were members of a gang named Northsiders. More questions revealed more answers. This part of town was a hotspot between the two factions with the Redrock Boys having the upper hand being a large organisation. Yumi took my phone so she could use the poser as well.
“Take us to your leader. We want to speak with him.”
“Yumi!” That’s just being reckless.
“This is perfect Joe. We can cut off the head.” The two gang members were up on their feet beckoning for us to follow. One of them even asked the other why they were helping us but his gang mate just shrugged. They felt compelled to help us even if they didn’t understand why. They led us back to one of their clubs. People were suspicious of us the entire time, but we were allowed to pass as we were in good company. They didn’t view two youngsters as much of a threat and with two people vouching for them it was nothing to worry about. They went back to their illegal gambling assuming us to be snitches or something. The doorman to the boss’s office wasn’t so carefree.
“What are you two jokers doing?” He asked stopping the two men guiding us.
“We are talking them to see the boss,” they replied. Seems they would need some help to get us through that door.
“And you’re going to let us through.” A little help from the poser and the door was opened for us. We entered the boss’s office where a hairless man in a grey suit awaited us.
“And what the fuck is this?” He calmly asked. He had been in the middle of counting his money.
“We’ve come to talk and you are going to listen.” It was amazing having the power to just control people with words. I wanted to give him some humiliating command but that wasn’t why we were here.
“You’re going to dissolve this gang,” Yumi ordered. She had placed her hand on my phone which was apparently all she needed to do for the poser to implant her words as well. “Then you’re going to reform yourself. You’ll go clean and also give all your stolen money to charity. No more crimes or illegal activities.” Yumi was starting to create a mess of this. We have to consider what those unaffected by the app might do in response to the boss being out of the way. If we wanted to do this we had to be more patient.
“Tell me, if you were to disappear who would take over for you?” He gave me a name that meant nothing to me. “Call them here now. In fact call in everyone who would be in a position of leadership if you were to quit.” We couldn’t just pacify the current boss; we had to pacify the entire leadership structure. Without leadership the gang would collapse. Then we could go after the larger group using this one was a trail run. We took a seat as one by one the heads of the gangs answered their leader’s call.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>TBD<<endif>>
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[[Next|Tobecon]] (To be continued)
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“Sure. Work away. I’ll see you tomorrow morning.”
“You’re awesome, I’ll see you tomorrow.” I left soon after and headed home. I couldn’t deny that I was a little concerned about leaving my phone with Yumi however I’d grown to trust her over the past couple of days. I was soon drifting off to sleep wonder just what Yumi might discover.
The next day I arrived at Yumi’s earlier than I needed to. I was eager to see if she had learnt anything from working with my phone all night. I rang the doorbell and was led up to her room by her mother. I found Yumi at her desk where I had left her the previous day still working on the phone.
“Joe? You’re early.” Her greeting was as warm as ever.
“Good morning to you to.” Her mother had left us and headed back downstairs. “So made any progress with the app.”
“Yes actually. I don’t understand it but I managed to separate a sub-program within the main one that acts independently off the mother.”
“Huh?” I had no idea what any of that meant.
“Basically. I’ve been able to create inferior copies your app.” That sounded huge.
“You mean we’ll be able to put the app into other phones?”
“In theory yes. As I said they are inferior copies and by that I mean incredibly buggy. I tested them with my phone but…” She passed me her phone. I saw immediately it was ruined. The battery had seemingly caught fire which for anything other than a Samsung was obviously abnormal.
“What happened?” I asked her.
“The battery rapidly overheated and cooked my phone. I backed everything up because I’m smart but I doubt it can be repaired. Prior to it cooking itself I was able to transform with it. Fortunately your phone still works fine so I was able t just undo the changes I’d made to myself.” Stability issues aside it was still huge the app worked on other phones now.
"Odd that it let you 'undo' the changes as if..."
"Well actually I uncovered another new feature. It in short undoes all changes that have been made to the targetted indavidual." I suspose that was a handy feature.
“So how did you transfer the app to other devices?”
“Patching the software through a system update. That’s as simple as I can make it for you.” Well that only left me with one question.
“What do you plan to do with that power?”
“I’m not sure. I’d rather test it some more then maybe have a trail run with other people. We can both agree it can do a lot of good for the world but we can’t let just anyone have it.”
“Agreed. We can discuss it further later. We need to get ready now.” We still had a day’s work ahead of us at the convention centre. We both transformed into our magical alter egos without incident. My phone was definitely unaffected by the problem that had cooked Yumi’s. Our ride soon arrived and we departed for the convention centre.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Yumi's investigation allows for the creation of imperfect copies of the Reborn app to other devices. It seems a bit dangerous however so you decide to investigate after the convention.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Mahou5a]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>>Double-click this passage to edit it.<<if $TLDR is "no">>Sunday was a lot slower than the previous two days, especially at the beginning. While yesterday we were being swamped with interest, today we had enough free time to sit around and twiddle our thumbs. I decided to use my free time to take a look at the game we were meant to be promoting. I used the QR code to download the game and the bonus item we were giving away at the event. It was fairly simple in design but looked like it had plenty of content. At its core it was real time combat between the main character and a small group of monsters. The graphics were pretty though as were the animations. It would have been a fun experience if it wasn’t for the buggy controls. While fighting a grey skinned cyclops that shot spikes from its back the game began to lag a little. The lag grew worse until I found myself playing a slideshow.
“Is it meant to run this badly?” I asked. The controls were now on the verge of being non-responsible. Another one of the game’s developers was manning the booth with us today so he came over to take a look.
“Hmm that's odd. We designed the game to run smoothly even on low end hardware. Send us a bug report." Obviously I had no idea how to do that but Yumi of course did. She took my phone, sent a copy of the problem back to the website and handed it back to me. I quit the game since it wasn’t playable anymore. I then put my phone away as things were beginning to pick up a little.
“I’m going to grab food from the wagon, back soon,” Yumi announced. If things were going to pick up it would be best to get food now. I took over as Yumi left. While she was gone a man in his early twenties approached the booth.
"Oh aren't you cute?" He seemed interested in speaking to for that reason alone.
"I'm even cuter in-game." He made it too easy to shift the topic. I convinced him to check it out. He pulled out a smartphone in a case covered with anime graphics.
"I'll come back later and tell you what I think." Any excuse to speak with me again I guess. He headed off and soon after Yumi returned. I took that opportunity to head out to the food wagon. The weather was a bit milder so I shivered a bit as I waited in line at the outside food vendor. The tables were full of people on their phones as you’d imagine at a place like this. To my dismay a certian someone had beaten me here. The guy from before was sitting at the table with one hand holding his phone and the other eating a burger. He thankfully was too engrossed and hadn't spotted me. When I reached the front of the line I was desperate for a bite to eat, unfortunately that was when fate decided to play its hand.
“Holy fuck!” Distressed voices erupted from the tables. I turned to look as did the food vendor and neither of us could believe what we saw. It was a monster. Grey skin, a single large eye and numerous black spikes on its back. It looked just like the creature I’d been battling when my game crashed. It arched forward in preparation to unleash its spike attack. I surged forward in response and before it could fire I kicked it under the eye, knocking its gaze upwards as it unleashed the spikes in a flurry behind itself. Fortunately nobody had been standing there as it happened. The creature wasn’t going to give up with just that. It grabbed me by the leg and threw me a short distance. Its physical strength was fortunately lacking so I recovered very quickly. I grabbed a discarded spike and thrust it into the monster’s eye to blind it. As it reeled backwards I heard a crunch as it stepped on a discarded phone. I saw immediately the anime artwork on the back of it. It took me a moment to realise that there was only one thing I knew off that could create a monster. I quickly pulled out my phone and targeted the monster with the new feature Yumi uncovered. I activated the return to normal function. The beast instantly transformed back into a confused man that had been sitting by the table not five minutes ago.
“What happened?” He scratched his head aware something had happened but had no idea what. The crowd that had gathered looked on unsure of what to make of what had just happened. The security staff however had their own theory.
“Hey no unauthorised publicity performances!” A security woman pushed through the crowd and gave me a stern look. “You want to show off then book a stage next time!” She saw the spikes scattered around which just pissed her off further.
“I can explain…”
“Yeah I bet, just like I’d have to explain to head of health and safety how your props injured someone. Pick those up and dispose of them. You’re with that game booth right? I’ll be reporting you to management.” I was forced to pick up the spikes and I threw all but one of them into the trash. I brought the one I kept back to Yumi. I quickly pulled her to the side to explain what had happened.
“Is that what that commotion was?” She questioned. She’d noticed the crowd gathering. Some people were also looking at me funnily.
“Yeah it’s got a lot of people talking.” Despite being unintentional what had happened had definitely gotten more attention to the booth. “I think he used one of the copies you made of the Reborn app.”
“That’s impossible. I only ever copied it to my phone and it blew up. Even my computer doesn’t have the files. The only place they exist is on your phone.” My phone?
“But that can’t be right. I had my phone the whole time and…”
“Excuse me!” Suddenly someone interrupted us. We both turned to see the face of someone who had been at our booth just before lunch. “It’s about your app… can you explain why it killed my phone?” He held up his phone that was dead and smelt slightly of burnt electronics. He explained that it broke almost immediately after installing the game he downloaded from our stall.
“It must have been an underlying problem.” Yumi tried to divert blame from us but we both knew the truth. The event from outside combined with that this man had just showed us. It was clear that something had gone terribly wrong with the game. Yumi and I looked at each other and I said.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Somehow imperfect copy of the Reborn app gets onto the phone of someone who visited the booth. You turn him back to normal but have attracted quite the crowd.<<endif>>
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[[This is great|Mahou6a]]
[[This is terrible|Tobecon]](Under Construction)
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“Let’s no tell anyone and see how this progresses,” Yumi said to me. I agreed with her suspecting her reason for wanting to immediately fix it was the same as mine. We continued like normal, keeping a straight face as we told people about the app. Towards the end of the event the inevitable happened and when it did we were both ready. There was a ping from the public speakers followed by an announcement.
“This has been an incident at the front carpark. Please remain within the convention centre until further instruction.” Me and Yumi both began running for the side entrance. We quickly ran out round the side of the building and were met by the sight of a green monster tearing up the carpark. A hybrid of a frog and a man, it again looked just like an enemy from the game. The police had yet to arrive and security was focusing on getting people inside. The field was ours so we nodded to each other than ran in. Upon getting close the monster turned its attention on us. It opened its huge mouth and spat balls of green slime at us. We both had an easy time dodging the attacks. I punched it hard while Yumi delivered a kick but it didn’t go down. It would take more than raw strength to bring the beast down.
“Let’s co-ordinate!” Yumi called out. I nodded and we both jumped back so we were facing the creature head on. We clenched our fists and both charged forward, aiming for the same spot and striking it at the same time. Our combined strength knocked the monster over and with it down I pulled out my phone but hesitated. I had to make this good, people were watching.
“Astral spirit of corruption, by our holy light we purge you from this plain!” I targeted the monster with the app and turned the creature back to normal. A teenage girl now lay on the ground with a cooked phone next to her. That all but confirmed our theory about the cause of what was happening. The police sirens were now racing towards the convention centre so it was time for me and Yumi to go. Returning to the stall was hardly an option after that so we both made a quick escape from the area.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You and Yumi continue like normal and distibute the game like normal. Later someone else turns into a monster. After defeating them you and Yumi go in search of more monster slaying heroics.<<endif>>
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[[Later|Mahou7a]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>>Double-click this passage to edit it.<<if $TLDR is "no">>Evening had fallen upon Redrock city. I was standing atop a building in the city centre testing the monitoring the device Yumi had hooked up to the Reborn app. We still didn’t quite get it, but the game we had been promoting had somehow merged with the unstable copy of the Reborn app. Now anyone playing the game had a chance to be transformed into a monster from the game. There was a link between the real Reborn app and all the copies that had begun spreading. When someone launched a modified version of the game they also launched the copy program. When that happened there was an electromagnetic connection between my phone and theirs that allowed us to react quickly. From our understanding the transformation was triggered when someone died, causing them to transform into the monster that had killed them. Yumi and I had both given up figuring out how this set of rules had come to be; instead we just focused on enjoying them.
Yumi’s contraption began beeping as a signal was detected.
“I’ve got a signal!” I told her using my phone as a phone.
I could follow it right to the source but that would obviously take time on foot. I had no intention of travelling on foot though.
“Time to give this a test.” Upon learning that the Reborn app could perform non-human transformations I’d done the obvious and targeted an animal with the copy function. I loaded up the image I’d saved and applied it to myself. Moments later I was spreading my feathered wings as I gripped my phone with my talons and took flight. With the literal grace of an eagle I flew across the city. Being able to fly freely was beyond amazing. I couldn’t believe it had taken us this long to realise that the Reborn app made this possible. With the ability to fly, I quickly reached the location where someone was having an intense battle with their thumbs against a pixelated enemy. He failed to notice the large bird land in the tree outside his house. I watched him through the window and could tell the battle was going sour. I quickly tapped on my phone to return myself back to normal and then waited.
“I’ll be there soon, wait for me.” Yumi messaged me.
“I have to wonder, what happens if somebody beats the game?” I messaged her back. If losing turned you into a monster, what would winning do? It was a question for another time as the moment I was waiting for arrived. There was a ruckus from inside the man’s bedroom as a red monster with numerous tentacles began squirming around.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>While patrolling the city the next night you encounter a slime covered red monster with numerous tentacles.<<endif>>
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[[Engage alone|Mahou7a1]]
[[Delay and wait for Yumi|Mahou7a2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t need Yumi’s help. I could finish this up myself. I grabbed its attention and it chased me outside through the large window. With it in the open I made my move and threw a powerful air punch. My fist impacted with a slimy surface that absorbed my attack. I pulled back but my hand refused to budge. The slime coating it had trapped me and unable to get away the creature quickly entangled me with its tentacles.
“Hey let go!” I hissed attempting to wrestle free. It wasn’t letting go. It wrapped around me but it wasn’t painful. It was gently constricting me preventing my movements. I tried to struggle free but even my body’s enhanced strength failed to break its hold on me. I felt one tentacle rubbed my ass as another slid beneath my clothing. It was now touching my breasts and if aware of my sensitive spots began rubbing my nipples.
This experience was becoming…<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You try to fight it alone but it quickly turns sour. As the monster holds you captive you begin to find the situation...<<endif>>
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[[Arousing|Mahou7a2a]]
[[Frightening|Mahou7a2b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>The monster had yet to show a desire to leave the bedroom. It was causing a bit of damage though and I feared there might be someone else inside. So long nobody opened that door though it’ll be fine. The creature wasn’t going to wait around however. It must had held some human memories as its tentacles reached for the door handle and pushed it down to open the door.
“Shit.” I quickly jumped over to the large window and opened it to get the monsters attention. “Hey you slime fuck over here!” I yelled. Its attention shifted towards me and a tentacle shot out in my direction. I jumped back quickly. If that thing caught me I might not ever escape. Its body was almost fluid so it easily squeezed out of the window. In the yard it continued throwing its tentacles in my direction. I dodged each one by keeping my distance but it was getting too dangerous now. I couldn’t wait for Yumi. I took out the Reborn app and tried to target the monster.
“What the fuck?” It wasn’t locking on. I rolled to the side as another tentacle lashed out at me. For whatever reason the Reborn app didn’t have a line of sight on the creature. How is this possible? It had never failed to target a living creature before. Yumi might have a solution. I kept the monster busy until then.
“Joe!” Yumi finally arrived to aid me.
“Yumi I can’t target it!” I called back. She joined the fray but the monster had enough tentacles for us both. One of the tent appendages caught my foot and pulled me towards it but Yumi leapt in and broke me free. My foot was left covered in a sticky red slime that serious impaired my mobility.
“Maybe that’s it!” Yumi realised something. She scanned the area and saw what she wanted. “Joe you act as bait!”
“Wait what?” She jumped away leaving me behind. I tried to escape but the slime covering my foot prevented me from doing so. More tentacles suddenly grabbed me and lifted me upside down.
“Hey!” I yelled both at the monster and Yumi. Suddenly there was spray of cold water as Yumi blasted the monster with a hose pipe. She hit the tentacles holding me the slime was blasted away allowing me to escape.
“Joe try it again! The slime was shielding the main body!” She aimed the hose directly at the monsters body and blasted away a layer of slime to reveal the real monster hidden beneath. I was able to use that to target it and return the guy to normal. The slime remained and Yumi quickly used the hose to clear it away. We quickly departed before anyone called the police.
“That was a messy one,” Yumi said afterwards. “Good thing I was there to save you.” True, I didn’t want to think what would have happened if that monster caught me without Yumi to back me up.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You stall the monster then when Yumi shows up you defeat it together.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|Mahou7a2End]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>It felt good. I’d gotten myself a situation only found in Japanese hentai and just like the girls in many of those works I was getting turned on. The tentacles caressed my body driving my desires. I continued to struggle but only because struggling made it feel even better. The harder I tried to escape the more they tried to hold me. A tentacle slid beneath my skirt and ran across my moistening panties. I grinded my pussy against the sticky flesh as hard as I could. It pulled down my skirt and panties almost like it was aware what I wanted. Now with nothing between me and it I grinded even harder hoping it would get the hint. The tip of one of the tentacles flicked my clit sending an electric shock across <<click "my body.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/TentScene1.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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“Come on, hurry up…” I was losing my mind here. I needed it so badly and to my pleasure it complied. The thick tentacle penetrated my pussy and the pleasure caused me to lightly orgasm. That was just the beginning though. The slime coating the tentacle allowed it to slide in effortlessly as it thrust deep, ramming its head against my cervix. It wasn’t just satisfied with one of my holes. A second thrust into my ass leaving <<click "both my holes stuffed">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/TentScene2.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. I could feel them wriggling around and each thrust sent droves of pleasure up my body.
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“More! More! Mo…” My cries of desire were plugged by a third tentacle entering my mouth. The slime coating it tasted so amazing I couldn’t help but suck the invading tentacle to extract more of it. My thoughts were drown out by the intense pleasure as I came a second time… then a third and maybe a fourth. I really couldn’t keep count anymore. My mind was long gone and didn’t return until a cold splash of water doused my body, blasting away the sticky mess coating me and returning me to my senses.
“Joe are you alright?” Yumi tapped my cheek as my senses slowly returned. She quickly used my phone to turn the monster back to normal.
“Yeah… just a little exhausted.” I passed out in her arms and she carried me home.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The monster has its way with you as you a held helpless as its tentacles make use of all your holes. Yumi finally shows up and saves you.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|Mahou7aEnd1]]
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I continued to struggle as that was the only thing I could do, but the harder I tried to escape the more it tried to hold me. A tentacle slid beneath my skirt and ran across my panties causing me to clench in fear. Its slimy tentacle ran across me and I tried to manoeuvre away from it but couldn’t escape.
“No don’t!” I cried out as it began to pull at my skirt. It pulled my skirt down past my ankles then did the same with my panties. Now there was nothing <<click "between me and it.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/TentScene1.png]]<</replace>><</click>> I desperately tried to escape praying it would get the hint and leave me alone. So had never been more afraid in my entire life about what it might do. The tip of one of the tentacles flicked my clit sending a new wave of fear and desperation up my body.
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“Please don’t…” Tears began to fall as the tentacle pushed against the entrance of my pussy. Why was it doing this? Why was it doing it to me? I cursed myself for not waiting for Yumi as the disgusting appendage pushed inside, filling my pussy with its disgusting red mess.
That was just the beginning. The slime coating the tentacle allowed it to slide in effortlessly as it thrust deep, ramming its head painfully against my cervix. It wasn’t just satisfied with one of my hole. A second thrust into my ass leaving <<click "both my holes stuffed. ">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/TentScene2.png]]<</replace>><</click>>I could feel them both thrusting inside me. I felt horrible, like I was being used like a tissue for some horny teenager’s alone time.
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“Stop! Please stop it! Plea…” My desperate cries were plugged by a third tentacle entering my mouth. The slime coating it tasted so horrific that I almost choked. My gag reflex doing everything it could to stop the unnatural substance from getting inside me. I lost track of time as it continued to defile me, spoiling everything it could as both my insides and outsides were covered by its disgusting fluids. Why won’t it end? Please, someone just end it. A cold splash of water suddenly oused my body, blasting away the sticky mess coating me as my prayers were answered. I saw someone grab my phone from the ground and use it to return the monster back to its true form.
“Joe are you alright?” Yumi tapped my cheek as my senses slowly returned. She'd returned the beast to normal using my phone.
“Yumi… You’re here.” I passed out in her arms and she carried me home.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The monster has its way with you as you a held helpless as its tentacles make use of all your holes. Yumi finally shows up and saves you.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|Mahou7aEnd2]]
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“Authorities continue to search for the source of the mysterious phenomenon but have yet to disclose their findings to the public.” I switched off the news report and laughed. Yet to disclose their findings to the public huh? If I were them I’d keep what was going on a secret as well. Yumi and I weren’t the only ones who’d figured out what was causing the transformation. There rumours of what playing that game would do to you all over the internet, and as a result downloads for it had experienced a surge before the authorities shut it down. Why would anyone play it? Because it was a challenge. Among the many questions that had arisen in the advent of what had happened, there was one that was driving people to risk their bodies in pursuit of the answer. That question was simple, ‘What happened when you beat the game?’ If you died playing a modified version of the game you turned into the monster that killed you and your phone was destroyed. That essentially made death in the game permanent adding a massive difficulty spike to it.
I stood up and stretched my arms ready for another night of fighting monsters. The government may have set up and rapid response unit but they couldn’t detect where the monsters would appear before they did. Yumi had boosted the effectiveness of the scanner so I knew where the next monster would appear.
“I’ll handle it myself,” I told Yumi through the radio. I targeted myself with the app and leapt from the building spreading my large wings and taking flight. I handled most of the monsters myself as having Yumi there would just ruin the fun. I arrived at the scene just as the monster in question was making its appearance. It had a huge dark green body akin to that of an ogre. This brute had three trunks for arms but that wasn’t the only part of him that was extra-large. The wind blew past lifting up the tattered cloth that covering his genitals. When I saw the size of the package hidden beneath I couldn’t help but lick my lips. Tonight was going to be fun.
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~ End - Monsters and Magic 1 ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]“Authorities continue to search for the source of the mysterious phenomenon but have yet to disclose their findings to the public. The identities of the two mysterious girls who often appear at the scene are also still unknown. The police are appealing for information about their true identities.”
“Good luck finding it,” I retorted switching off the news report. Yumi laughed as well. Truth be told the police had gotten close to figuring out who we were a few times. Fortunately they didn’t realise that we were more than just kick ass superheroes. With the app we could instantly erase suspicion or misdirect it somewhere else. We both stood up as Yumi’s new and improved monster detector was picking up a potential transformation.
“Two cities across. Ready to fly?” She asked.
“Sure am.” After the incident with the tentacle monster I’d decide to only fight if Yumi was there to back me up. I didn’t want anything like that happening ever again. We had a strong partnership and we both had the same driving force behind us. Sure some people turned into monsters and caused a bit of destruction but it was rarely anything serious. Plus it gave this boring world a bit of spice which most people can agree makes things more interesting. We transformed into our eagle form and flew off into the night to enjoy our new lives as the cities protectors… even if we were protecting it from a problem we caused.
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~ End - Monsters and Magic 2 ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]“Authorities continue to search for the source of the mysterious phenomenon but have yet to disclose their findings to the public. The identities of the two mysterious girls who often appear at the scene are also still unknown. The police are appealing for information about their true identities.”
“Good luck finding it,” I retorted switching off the news report. Yumi laughed as well. Truth be told the police had gotten close to figuring out who we were a few times. Fortunately they didn’t realise that we were more than just kick ass superheroes. With the app we could instantly erase suspicion or misdirect it somewhere else. We both stood up as Yumi’s new and improved monster detector was picking up a potential transformation.
“Two cities across. Ready to fly?” She asked.
“Sure am.” After the incident with the tentacle monster I’d decide to only fight if Yumi was there to back me up. We were a famous duo and functioned more effectively together than we did indavidually. Sure some people turned into monsters and caused a bit of destruction but it was rarely anything serious. Plus it gave this boring world a bit of spice which most people can agree makes things more interesting. We transformed into our eagle form and flew off into the night to enjoy our new lives as the cities protectors… even if we were protecting it from a problem we caused.
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~ End - Monsters and Magic 3 ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]Update 1.0! <<if $update1 is "yes">>Reborn is an advanced bio-manipulation application capable of altering a person’s appearance into anything they desire. Available in the base version are the copy, swap and modify features.<<else>>You haven't reach the part of the story where this information is available.<<endif>>
Update 2.0! <<if $update2 is "yes">>Copy feature can now copy clothing as well so you can match your outfits! Having problems making your targets pose for the camera? Fear not, the all new Poser feature will fix that!' <<else>>You haven't reach the part of the story where this information is available.<<endif>>
Update 3.0! <<if $update3 is "yes">>Ever looked at two strangers and wondered what their children would look like? Wonder no more! With the new Bio-Merge expansion to the copy feature you can now select two people and create an image constructed from them both! Also in this update is the new Personality feature. Have you created the perfect image but are having problems with what’s on the inside? Now with the Personality feature you can fix that!<<else>>You haven't reach the part of the story where this information is available.<<endif>>
Update 4.0! <<if $update4 is "yes">>You've transformed one person, now you can transform them all with this newest update. All features can now target multiple people at once. This allows you to use the power of the app on crowds of people at once! Also include is the memory alteration feature! Copy people's memories, erase their old ones or even give them fake ones! Make them believe whatever you want them to with this easy to use function.<<else>>You haven't reach the part of the story where this information is available.<<endif>>
Update 5.0! <<if $update5 is "yes">>Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.<<else>>You haven't reach the part of the story where this information is available.<<endif>>
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“Hey I wanted to show you guys something.” That had their attention. I held up my phone and showed them it. “So I have this new phone app that has some really cool features.”
“Like what?” Yumi asked. Since we were talking about her hobby subject she was giving me more attention than usual.
“Like… well it’ll be easier to show you.”
“So show us,” Mei added making me sound stupid.
“I don’t want other people to see.”
“Why? Is it like some kind of x-ray app that removes clothing?” She joked. “Sounds like the kind of dumb thing you guys would download.” I had half a mind to use the app on her right now to remove her clothing. If it was just us four and no-one else I would have.
“Yes actually it can do that.” Obviously she didn’t believe me. “But it can also do this…” Hopefully this would work. I opened up the poser function and targeted Mei. If the description was right then I should be able to control her.
“Slap Dave,” I ordered. Dave was unfortunately within an arm’s reach of Mei. The sound of Mei slapping Dave sounded as her hand struck him across the face. Yumi looked on curiously as Mei questioned why she had suddenly felt the impulse to do that.
“Hey!” Dave protested.
“Slap him again,” I ordered. Dave’s other cheek was struck as Mei once again hit him. “I could do this all day,” I laughed at them.
“I… why did I do that?” Mei questioned her odd behaviour.
“Because I told you to,” I explained. “I can control and change people with this new app.”
“That’s amazing!” Dave shouted. He was on-board instantly. Mei didn’t want to believe it but she couldn’t deny her own actions. Yumi was watching us closely trying to decide if she should believe us or not.
“So who is up for a full demonstration after school?”
“I’m in!” Dave instantly jumped on board.
“Yeah, I think I need to see this.” Mei was on board as well. That just left Yumi.
“I’ve got time I guess.” She was curious as well. With that sorted I put the app away and resumed my lunch.
After the final school bell we snuck into one of the old clubrooms. Technically students were free to stay behind to study provided we didn’t stay past half four. That gave us plenty of time to test out the app’s capabilities. We snuck into one of the old clubrooms that we weren’t actually allowed to use but that didn’t matter if nobody saw us. We arrived roughly all at the same time so I got started immediately.
“Okay gang I’ll explain what this little toy of mine can do. Function one, you can change your body either through modifying it or copying someone else and turning your body into a match of theirs. Function number two. I can control you by giving you orders that you must obey although further testing is needed. Function three, I can modify your personality. Those are the main functions but I suspect I there is still more to come.” They let me finish before speaking.
“That is utter horseshit… but you’ve already demonstrated you’re telling the truth.” Mei wasn’t sure what to believe. It all sounded impossible but she’d seen proof.
“Want to test it out?” I asked her. I offered her my phone and she hesitantly took it.
“Um…” She flicked through the options before deciding on something appropriate for a trail run. She targeted me and hit me with the poser.
“Um… kiss Dave!”
“Excuse me?” Dave immediately objected but I was already closing in on him. I couldn’t stop myself. An overwhelming impulse had taken hold that I had to obey.
“My hand, kiss me hand!” Dave cried. He was right; I only had to kiss him so I gently grabbed his hand and kissed the back of it.
“Wow. Okay how about this!” She didn’t tell me what she was doing. It became pretty obvious though when Dave turned as blue as a Smurf that she was using the modify function.
“My hands!” He exclaimed looking at his blue digits. That was plenty of proof. I took my phone back from Mei and turned Dave back to normal. With the demonstration complete it was time to move on.
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>>“Hey I wanted to show you guys something.” That had their attention. I held up my phone and showed them it. “So I have this new phone app that has some really cool features.”
"It does. Show them Joe." Mei was encouraging me.
“I don’t want other people to see.”
“Why? Is it like some kind of x-ray app that removes clothing?” Dave joked. “Man that would be so usefu.” I had half a mind to use the app on him right now to remove his clothing. If it was just us four and no-one else I would have.
“Yes actually it can do that.” Obviously he didn’t believe me. “But it can also do this…” Hopefully this would work. I opened up the poser function and targeted Mei. If the description was right then I should be able to control her.
“Slap Dave,” I ordered. Dave was unfortunately within an arm’s reach of Mei. The sound of Mei slapping Dave sounded as her hand struck him across the face. Yumi looked on curiously as Mei gave me a funny look.
"That hardly proves anything. I would have slapped him if you didn't force me to." She was right.
“Hey!” Dave protested.
“Slap him again,” I ordered. Dave’s other cheek was struck as Mei once again hit him. “I could do this all day,” I laughed at them.
“Really Joe?” Mei wasn't as amused as I was.
Yumi was watching us closely trying to decide if she should believe us or not.
“So who is up for a full demonstration after school?”
“I’ve already had one but count me in.” Mei quickly jumped on board.
“Yeah, I think I need to see this.” Dave was on board as well. That just left Yumi.
“I’ve got time I guess.” She was curious as well. With that sorted I put the app away and resumed my lunch.
After the final school bell we snuck into one of the old clubrooms. Technically students were free to stay behind to study provided we didn’t stay past half four. That gave us plenty of time to test out the app’s capabilities. We snuck into one of the old clubrooms that we weren’t actually allowed to use but that didn’t matter if nobody saw us. We arrived roughly all at the same time so I got started immediately.
“Okay gang I’ll explain what this little toy of mine can do. Function one, you can change your body either through modifying it or copying someone else and turning your body into a match of theirs. Function number two. I can control you by giving you orders that you must obey although further testing is needed. Function three, I can modify your personality. Those are the main functions but I suspect I there is still more to come.” They let me finish before speaking.
“I'v already seen most of them in actionn. Hey can I test it out?” Mei asked. I offered her my phone and she hesitantly took it.
“Um…” She flicked through the options before deciding on something appropriate for a trail run. She targeted me and hit me with the poser.
“Um… kiss Dave!”
“Excuse me?” Dave immediately objected but I was already closing in on him. I couldn’t stop myself. An overwhelming impulse had taken hold that I had to obey.
“My hand, kiss me hand!” Dave cried. He was right; I only had to kiss him so I gently grabbed his hand and kissed the back of it.
“Wow. Okay how about this!” She didn’t tell me what she was doing. It became pretty obvious though when Dave turned as blue as a Smurf that she was using the modify function.
“My hands!” He exclaimed looking at his blue digits. That was plenty of proof. I took my phone back from Mei and turned Dave back to normal. With the demonstration complete it was time to move on.
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>>“Hey I wanted to show you guys something.” That had their attention. I held up my phone and showed them it. “So I have this new phone app that has some really cool features.” Dave already knew this. He didn't say anything as Yumi and Mei looked at me.
“Like what?” Yumi asked. Since we were talking about her hobby subject she was giving me more attention than usual.
“Like… well it’ll be easier to show you.”
“So show us,” Mei added making me sound stupid.
“I don’t want other people to see.”
“Why? Is it like some kind of x-ray app that removes clothing?” She joked. “Sounds like the kind of dumb thing you guys would download.” I had half a mind to use the app on her right now to remove her clothing. If it was just us four and no-one else I would have.
“Yes actually it can do that.” Obviously she didn’t believe me. “But it can also do this…” Hopefully this would work. I opened up the poser function and targeted Mei. If the description was right then I should be able to control her.
“Slap Dave,” I ordered. Dave was unfortunately within an arm’s reach of Mei. The sound of Mei slapping Dave sounded as her hand struck him across the face. Yumi looked on curiously as Mei questioned why she had suddenly felt the impulse to do that.
“Hey!” Dave protested. "Couldn't you have shown her one of the other features?"
“Slap him again,” I ordered. Dave’s other cheek was struck as Mei once again hit him. “I could do this all day,” I laughed at them.
“I… why did I do that?” Mei questioned her odd behaviour.
“Because I told you to,” I explained. “I can control and change people with this new app.”
Mei didn’t want to believe it but she couldn’t deny her own actions. Yumi was watching us closely trying to decide if she should believe us or not.
“So who is up for a full demonstration after school?”
“I’ve already had one but count me in.” Dave instantly jumped on board.
“Yeah, I think I need to see this.” Mei was on board as well. That just left Yumi.
“I’ve got time I guess.” She was curious as well. With that sorted I put the app away and resumed my lunch.
After the final school bell we snuck into one of the old clubrooms. Technically students were free to stay behind to study provided we didn’t stay past half four. That gave us plenty of time to test out the app’s capabilities. We snuck into one of the old clubrooms that we weren’t actually allowed to use but that didn’t matter if nobody saw us. We arrived roughly all at the same time so I got started immediately.
“Okay gang I’ll explain what this little toy of mine can do. Function one, you can change your body either through modifying it or copying someone else and turning your body into a match of theirs. Function number two. I can control you by giving you orders that you must obey although further testing is needed. Function three, I can modify your personality. Those are the main functions but I suspect I there is still more to come.” They let me finish before speaking.
“That is utter horseshit… but you’ve already demonstrated you’re telling the truth.” Mei wasn’t sure what to believe. It all sounded impossible but she’d seen proof.
“Want to test it out?” I asked her. I offered her my phone and she hesitantly took it.
“Um…” She flicked through the options before deciding on something appropriate for a trail run. She targeted me and hit me with the poser.
“Um… kiss Dave!”
“Excuse me?” Dave immediately objected but I was already closing in on him. I couldn’t stop myself. An overwhelming impulse had taken hold that I had to obey.
“My hand, kiss me hand!” Dave cried. He was right; I only had to kiss him so I gently grabbed his hand and kissed the back of it.
“Wow. Okay how about this!” She didn’t tell me what she was doing. It became pretty obvious though when Dave turned as blue as a Smurf that she was using the modify function.
“My hands!” He exclaimed looking at his blue digits. That was plenty of proof. I took my phone back from Mei and turned Dave back to normal. With the demonstration complete it was time to move on.
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>>“Hey I wanted to show you guys something.” That had their attention. I held up my phone and showed them it. “So I have this new phone app that has some really cool features.” Yumi already knew this. She didn't say anything as Dave and Mei gave me quizical looks.
“What does it do?" One of them asked.
“Like… well it’ll be easier to show you.”
“So show us,” Mei added making me sound stupid.
“I don’t want other people to see.”
“Why? Is it like some kind of x-ray app that removes clothing?” She joked. “Sounds like the kind of dumb thing you guys would download.” I had half a mind to use the app on her right now to remove her clothing. If it was just us four and no-one else I would have.
“Yes actually it can do that.” Obviously she didn’t believe me. “But it can also do this…” Hopefully this would work. I opened up the poser function and targeted Mei.
“Slap Dave,” I ordered. Dave was unfortunately within an arm’s reach of Mei. The sound of Mei slapping Dave sounded as her hand struck him across the face. Yumi looked on curiously as Mei questioned why she had suddenly felt the impulse to do that.
“Hey!” Dave protested.
“Slap him again,” I ordered. Dave’s other cheek was struck as Mei once again hit him. “I could do this all day,” I laughed at them.
“I… why did I do that?” Mei questioned her odd behaviour.
“Because I told you to,” I explained. “I can control and change people with this new app.”
“That’s amazing!” Dave shouted. He was on-board instantly. Mei didn’t want to believe it but she couldn’t deny her own actions.
"It can do other things as well. I've already had a demonstration." Yumi backed me up.
“So who is up for a full demonstration after school?”
“I’m in!” Dave instantly jumped on board.
“Yeah, I think I need to see this.” Mei was on board as well. That just left Yumi.
“I’ve got time I guess.” She was curious as well. With that sorted I put the app away and resumed my lunch.
After the final school bell we snuck into one of the old clubrooms. Technically students were free to stay behind to study provided we didn’t stay past half four. That gave us plenty of time to test out the app’s capabilities. We snuck into one of the old clubrooms that we weren’t actually allowed to use but that didn’t matter if nobody saw us. We arrived roughly all at the same time so I got started immediately.
“Okay gang I’ll explain what this little toy of mine can do. Function one, you can change your body either through modifying it or copying someone else and turning your body into a match of theirs. Function number two. I can control you by giving you orders that you must obey although further testing is needed. Function three, I can modify your personality. Those are the main functions but I suspect I there is still more to come.” They let me finish before speaking.
“That is utter horseshit… but you’ve already demonstrated you’re telling the truth.” Mei wasn’t sure what to believe. It all sounded impossible but she’d seen proof.
“Want to test it out?” I asked her. I offered her my phone and she hesitantly took it.
“Um…” She flicked through the options before deciding on something appropriate for a trail run. She targeted me and hit me with the poser.
“Um… kiss Dave!”
“Excuse me?” Dave immediately objected but I was already closing in on him. I couldn’t stop myself. An overwhelming impulse had taken hold that I had to obey.
“My hand, kiss me hand!” Dave cried. He was right; I only had to kiss him so I gently grabbed his hand and kissed the back of it.
“Wow. Okay how about this!” She didn’t tell me what she was doing. It became pretty obvious though when Dave turned as blue as a Smurf that she was using the modify function.
“My hands!” He exclaimed looking at his blue digits. That was plenty of proof. I took my phone back from Mei and turned Dave back to normal. With the demonstration complete it was time to move on.
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>>Content not yet available.<<if $TLDR is "no">>I woke up extra early the following morning although not by my own accord.
“Where are you? I said super early?” Yumi was yelling at me through my phone.
“Yumi… it’s not even 6am yet!” Unless my clock had frozen at 5:54am then I was certain Yumi shouldn’t be calling me at this hour.
“I said super early. Get over here as soon as you can!” Why me?
“Fine.” I rolled out of bed and got ready. I’d be transforming at her house so there wasn’t much of a need to care about my current appearance. Unsurprisingly the bus at 6am was completely empty. Between my house and Yumi’s I was the only passenger. I was hesitant to knock her door at this hour as her parents would probably still be in bed. I called her instead.
She answered. “You better be calling me to say you’re outside my front door!”
“How’d you know?” I joked back.
“Just hurry up. Phone me when you arrive.” She hung up before I could tell her. I had to phone her again and explain that I actually was outside her front door and waiting to be let in. A minute or two later I was standing in her bedroom as she showed me the sketches of her new costume designs.
“Yumi you look like shit, did you sleep at all last night?”
“No. No need. Here let me use this.” She borrowed my phone and targeted herself with the Reborn app. She applied the saved copy of herself to her, refreshing her instantly. “See I’m fine. Now let me try something else.” It was at that moment I began aware of a rattling box on her desk. It was a clear container and inside was two small mice brown mice.
“Yumi what are you planning?” I asked fearfully.
“Watch.” She pointed my phone at them. I could see where this was going. I suspected there would soon be four people in this room.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You meet Yumi at her house very early. She shows you two mice she has caught. You get the feeling she plans to transform them.<<endif>>
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[[Stop Her|Fahou1]]
[[Let Her Continue|Dahou2a]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>She selected the mice and erased their memories and personality effectively wiping their minds clean. They stopped moving and just looked blankly in front of them. With their minds wiped she moved onto their bodies. She targeted one of them then applied to it the copy of my body. Conservation of mass wasn’t an issue as the app transformed the tiny mouse into a perfect replica of me in my Magi-Cute Heart cosplay. Her pink hair, pink eyes and outfit matched perfectly.
“And next.” She targeted the second mouse and transformed it into a copy of her magical girl persona Magi-Cute Sky. They both sat on the edge of her table looking blankly at us. It was freaky as they were basically just life-sized dolls. Yumi waved her hands past their eyes and they followed it with their pupils.
“There we go. Two perfect copies ready for programming.” There was so much potential. “First we need to give them some memories… but I don’t want them to have everything I know.”
“Here let me.” I knew what to do. I used the app to copy the memories of some random person on the street and gave those memories to them. They needed a basic concept of language or they’d never survive. Next I used the poser to issue some basic rules.
“You will always obey us. You will never try to surpass us. You will never try to run or hide from us. You will never harbour any ill intent towards us. You will only act in accordance with our orders. You will never tell anyone about the app. You will never try to use it yourself. You will tell anyone that you are copies of us, or that we exist. You will always address us as master.” That should do as some basic orders. Next I altered their memories to remove anything personal from those I’d given them. Following that I gave them a submissive personality to make them submissive towards us. When I was done I had turned them into the perfect servants. Happy with those commands I gave them a basic order to test things out.
“Hop on one leg while turning in a circle.” I ordered, they obeyed. It was rather amusing to watch.
“My turn. Do my homework!” Yumi issued a complicated order that was met with some confusion.
“We cannot comply. Where is your homework?” There was no helping it. If that order was to work then they needed some of Yumi’s memories. We transferred across to both of them what we felt was safe to give them. Once they had the knowledge they needed they found Yumi’s books, opened them up and began doing her work.
“Can I borrow them later to do mine?” I joked. The convention was eating up a lot of my time, and our night patrol meant I got home too late to even consider doing it in the evening. Our goal was have them fill in for us at the convention but I was a little nervous about leaving them alone.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Yumi transforms the mice into humans using the saved image of you. She plans to have the new doubles take over today at the convention centre.<<endif>>
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[[Go To The Convention With Them|Dahou3b]]
[[Send Them Out On Their Own And Patrol The City|Dahou3a]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>We’d made sure they were both up to the task of covering for us. They had the right knowledge and a few tweaks to their personality made them great at speaking with strangers. We gave them a bunch of extra instructions to act as guidelines such as obey the rules. When Yumi’s friend showed up to drive us there we sent our copies out instead and watched from the window.
“Alright let’s hit the town and do some good… first though.” Yumi showed me the designs for her modified outfits. They were an improvement over my current attire. Yumi took that as approval and she immediately phoned up a friend to tell her to go ahead and make them.
“She does design at the university so has access to pretty much everything she needs.”
“So she makes all the stuff for you?”
“No. Usually she just gets me in so I can do it myself. I have many talents.”
“I see.” With that out of the way we headed into town to help out where we could.
It was a busy Saturday with no shortage of people to speak with. Most people however didn’t care much about our offer to help. They either didn’t trust us, or quoted health and safety when we offered to assist anyone doing their job. The first person we found willing to let us help was the foreign owner of a corner shop. We helped him move a few boxes and sort through some old stock. As we finished up doing that we got out next offer. A young boy wanted our help to assist him with his outdoor chores. It really wasn’t what we envisioned when we set out today but Yum said it was better than doing nothing. He at least pulled his weight in the task and we finished it within an hour.
“Do you girls have a webpage? How will I contact you when I need help?” I was about to explain we didn’t, but it turns out that we did.
“Here you can find us on these.” Yumi gave him all our social media information.
“When did you set all that up?”
“Last night. I figured we might need it. Finding people to help is hard, but if they can find us then we can skip that part.” That made sense. Our further attempts to find people to assist that day were mostly fruitless. We helped an old lady home but shortly after Yumi got a phone call.
“Oh shit. My friend from the convention is calling me.” She couldn’t answer. For all she knew her copy could be standing next to the guy. We both agreed we better get back and make sure everything was okay. We rushed to the bus stop and quickly grabbed a bus heading in that direction.
We copied two people leaving the convention centre in order to copy the lanyards they wore so we didn’t have to pay. Once inside we headed towards the game booth worrying that our doubles wouldn’t be there. To our dismay one of the people we were meant to be helping had taken over our role.
“I’ll go ask where they are.” I approached and pretended the character cut-outs had grabbed my attention.
“What happened to the two girls promoting the game?” I asked. I gained a sour look in return.
“I don’t know. Some staff guy showed up a while ago and they followed him for some reason. Jeez I hope they didn’t get kicked out for being too skimpy.” That didn’t sound good. “Yumi isn’t even answering her phone. Seriously where did they go?” There was a little annoyance in his worry. I returned to the real Yumi to relay what I’d learned.
“Let’s search for them. Split up and let me know if you find them.” We did just that. I immediately went out back to search feeling that would be the best place. We instructed them to stay at the convention centre so they should still be within its grounds. The most hidden place I knew was round the side of the building. That was where we had encountered the thugs yesterday. Yumi had ‘purified’ them but as I’d soon learn this place had plenty more perverts. A man wearing a staff badge was standing watch over what should have been an empty corner. I approached and he beckoned for me to stop.
“You can’t go past here,” he declared. Something was differently up.
“Why? There was nothing here yesterday.”
“We are setting up a VIP experience.”
“Round the side of the building?”
“Yes.” That was a lie and a dumb one. He had the authority of a staff badge though and wasn’t going to let me past. Time to change tactics. I took out my phone and took aim with the all-powerful poser.
“Answer all my questions. Now tell me what you are really doing here,” I ordered.
“I’m collecting money. We have a couple of hoes back here who are letting just anyone fuck them anyway they want.”
“Let me see.” He was forced to do as I ordered and showed me what was going on. My fears were realised when I laid eyes upon my double being <<click " taken from behind ">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ConSexR.png]]<</replace>><</click>>while next to her someone was fucking Yumi’s double.
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“What the fuck! How long has this been going on for?” The guy checked his watch.
“Two hours about. I’m making bank.”
“Are you actually a member of staff?”
“Absolutely I am. I couldn’t pull this off otherwise.”
“How did this start?” I hadn’t given our doubles any instruction regarding this kind of thing.
“Well I made a joke about it being a rule they had to give staff a little fan-service. Turns out they’ll do anything I say if I say it’s a rule, even follow me outside and let strangers have sex with them.”
“Oooh.” Fuck. I’d told them to obey the rules and this jackass had the authority to write them. What a mess.
“How many people have had sex with them so far?”
“A dozen or so. I’m just counting my cash not my customers.” Was it even worth erasing this guy’s memory at this stage? I had no idea who had already had sex with our doubles and I doubted this guy could remember either.
“Alright fun’s over everyone. Pull up your pants and return whatever it was you were doing before this.” I had selected the staff member and the current customers with the poser. They obeyed and soon left me alone with our doubles. The smell of sex was potent. There were fluids all over the ground and our doubles looked a lot rougher than when we’d left them this morning. I phoned Yumi to let her know where I was. She soon arrived and looked at the state of our doubles.
“Oh what the hell happened? C’mon let’s clean them up. We’ll need to make improvements to stop this from happening again.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You send them out on their own. You do some random tasks in the meantime. You learn later that the programming you gave them wasn't perfect and that they've been having sex all day.<<endif>>
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[[Improve them|Dahou4]]
[[Return them to mice|Dahou3e]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“They’ll need improving but first thing’s first.” I targeted them both with the app then reloaded the saved images, fixing their appearance and flushing all the semen out of their system. I had to give them a bit more common sense and independence but I had to be sure they didn’t use it against us.
“For now you will both return to the booth and apologies for disappearing.” This time I’d be watching them to make sure they didn’t screw up. They both returned to the booth and apologised as best they could. Eventually they were forgiven and allowed to continue working. Their way of interacting with people was still a bit robotic though. I observed and made notes about what needed improving and came up with an idea to go about it.
“We give them all our memories and personality,” I pitched to Yumi. “But erase all knowledge of the app. We also make them sleeper agents, so when we say a specific phrase their programming kicks in like in that spy movie.”
“That sounds cool, but don’t the sleeper agents in those movies usually turn on their creators?”
“Their creators don’t have this.” I showed her the app. “I can control them perfectly. They won’t even get the chance to rebel nor will they ever have the desire to.” That was the difference between this and a spy movie. My orders were absolute. Once the Reborn app gave someone an order they’d have to obey it.
Our next hurdle came when the event ended for the day. We had to sneak our doubles home. Since I had the app it made sense for me to take care of them. Ultimately we decided to stop by a pet store and pick up a carry cage. We then returned them back to mice and put them both in the cage for me to smuggle into my home. Fortunately when I got home everyone was busy watching TV. I said hi as I walked past, careful to keep the cage hidden. It was when I set the cage down on my desk that I called safe. The two mice were silent. With their behaviour modified they just remained still the entire time without making a peep.
“To think you two were human not long ago.” What went on inside their heads? With the app’s power I could turn them into perfect copies of me. So perfect all of us would believe we were the original with no way to prove who the real Joe was. That was the kind of mess I wanted to avoid.
“I could turn you two into anyone I wanted.” I essentially had two blank canvasses to paint however I wanted. I saw the potential to use them to realise my fantasies… or I could just use them to do my homework.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You begin the process of improving the doubles. You realise the potential of having these two alone together in your bedroom.<<endif>>
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[[Do Homework|Dahou5a]]
[[Realise Fantasies|Dahou5b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I’m pulling the plug on this.” I targeted them both and returned to their true form. “It was a mistake to take it this far.” The two mice scurried away.
“Alright if that’s what you want. I think we should have tried but I admit there are risks.” We transformed ourselves then returned to the convention centre. Yumi had a lot of explaining to do but managed to get her friends to forgive her. As for me I didn’t want to return to handling the booth with my old disguise. After what had happened out back I wanted to distance myself from that persona. The day was almost over so I didn't have to do it for long thankfully.
“I’ll return to handle the booth tomorrow, but I’m not using the same costume as before,” I told Yumi. She saw my logic and agreed. The day ended not soon after and I returned home to start work on my new disguise.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You return them to normal. It was a bad idea in the first place.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Dahou3end]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Yumi let me get up at a decent time this morning unlike yesterday. I arrived at her house a little later with my new body ready to show. She had a new outfit for me ready as well.
“Your friend works fast.” I explained receiving the new costume.
“I did most of the work. She dropped it by last night and I finished it.” Once again Yumi looked like she had gone without sleep. I knew what to do. I targeted her with the app and rolled back her body to refresh her. She handed me my new costume and I quickly changed into my new body. My sizes were the same as before but my face and hair were now different.
“Wow this is way better.” The skirt was slightly longer, it covered my naval and was over all less revealing.
“You like it?”
“Yeah.” Well compared to what I was wearing before this was way better. Yumi’s outfit was basically the same as before since she hadn’t had time to finish hers. She now had a mask to go with it though.
“I can just deny it if anyone thinks I was the same girl as before.” That should work. Hopefully nobody will give us any trouble. That didn’t stop them from trying. Just half an hour after arriving at the convention centre the staff guy from yesterday arrived back at our booth.
“New rules ladies, I need you both to follow me outside.” He clearly thought the trick from yesterday would work on the real us.
“Who are you?” I asked.
“I’m… just a staff member. Keep up the good work.” He realised I wasn’t the girl from yesterday very quickly. He couldn’t be sure about Yumi since he couldn’t see her face but he didn't chance his luck. He left us alone although there wasn’t much for us to do with the extra time. As expected for a Sunday it wasn’t as busy as yesterday. We weren’t as pressed and nobody else brought up the topic of what had happened yesterday with our stand-ins. In all it was a normal day unlike the previous two.
“Anyone submit a request to our webpage?” I asked Yumi. We still had that help page that I’d almost forgotten about.
“No. I took it down. If we got popular then someone who’d paid to have sex with our doubles might find it. That would just cause trouble.” Yumi then let out a long sigh. “We really screwed ourselves over. We really haven’t achieved anything.”
“Yeah… it was a bit of a disaster. Well there is always next week.” If anything this weekend’s experience had taught me there was more the app could do than what I realised. I’d really put it to the test tomorrow when I returned to school.
“The weekend is almost over, seems I did so much but… oh crap homework!” I turned the mice back to normal before I could get them to do my homework for me. I’d be busy when I got home tonight.
The convention came to a close without any incident. Yumi decided to inform me that there would be no buses but she had booked a hotel room for us. I questioned why she hadn’t brought this up until now. I didn’t take her up on the offer to stay with her though and instead called on my dad to pick me up. When my homework was finally finished it was already late so I hit the hay ready for a new week.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You don't do much that Sunday. Mostly you and Yumi patch things up and talk about the previous days. By the end of the day you are ready for the start of a new week.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>They had already helped Yumi with her work for the weekend, time for them to do the same for me. I opened the cage and ordered them both to come out. I set them on the floor and turned them back to copies of me and Yumi.
“Alright pets, homework time.” Soon Yumi’s double was digging into my maths homework while my own copy was handling the lighter task of everything else. They had the benefit of being immune to distractions so within half an hour everything was done.
“Having a spare head is so useful. Well time to reprogram you two into perfect sleeper agents.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You focus on the task at hand instead.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Dahou6]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>So many possibilities. I let them both out of their cage and set them onto the floor. I then turned them back into their human form. Standing in front of me were the magical duo in their skimpy outfits.
“Kiss.” I started with something basic. They obeyed and kissed each other although it was rather plain.
“Passionately.” That made things a little better. It was a fun show but now I wanted involved. My dick was hard and the only question was who would I have first?
“Both of you undress then bend over on my bed.” They obeyed. I dropped my trousers and grabbed Yumi’s ass. I trust my shaft into her as she silently took it. It felt good but she wasn’t the only one needing my attention. I shifted quickly to my own double and gave her the same treatment. I shifted between the two of them as I fucked them both equally. It was in Yumi’s pussy that I came first.
“Holy shit!” That felt amazing. I didn’t want to leave my own double left out. I resumed the fuck fest until I blew a second load into her. Now I was spent but with the app I didn’t have to necessarily let it end just there. I’d fucked them both, but I wonder what it would feel like to be on the receiving end. I'd have to make some anatomical changes first.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You act out a sexual fantasy. Next you wonder if you should try another one.<<endif>>
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[[Stop For Tonight|Dahou5c1]]
[[Continue As A Girl|Dahou5c2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I arrived at Yumi’s early carrying with me the cage containing the two mice. I’d spent hours making changes to them. I had all the changes saved on my phone ready to show Yumi. As per usual she led me up to her room after I arrived.
“You look like shit again,” I informed her. She must have stayed up all night again. I didn’t ask what she had been doing. I just rolled back her body with the app to remove her fatigue.
“Much better, thanks. How did it go with the twins?” She asked.
“The twins?” Was that what she was calling them now? Whatever it wasn’t important. “I’ll show you.” I opened the cage and let out the two mice. They waited patiently for me to transform them into their human forms.
“How may we serve you master?” They bowed to us the moment they were back on two legs. They had a much more human expression and their body language was a lot more natural.
“Tell them Yumi.” I wanted her to see for herself what I’d done.
“Um.. I need you two to stand in for me at the convention centre today.”
“Certainly master. Don’t worry; there won’t be a repeat of yesterday’s events. We are much better behaved now. We’ll do our best to fulfil you every desire.” Yumi was speechless.
“They are perfect right? Now check this out.” I cleared my throat. “Assault Mode Engage!” In a beat their expressions changed. Their warm smiles turned hostile and their eyes began scanning for threats. If someone were to try and lay a hand on either Yumi or me right now they’d immediately engage them and subdue them.
“Maid Mode Engage.” They instantly returned to their previous setting. Their gentle smiles return and they dropped their combat stance.
“They’ll obey anything that you and I tell them to do,” I explained. “But also have a degree of common sense for when someone else issues an order."
“We are much more intelligent than before. Rest assure you can count on us.” They also had a degree of free will.
“You’ve really been working hard.” Yumi pulled me to the side and whispered. "Are you sure it's safe? I mean it all seems to good."
"They enjoy it. I programmed them so they get a sense of happiness from obeying our orders." As a result their greastest desire would always be to serve us.
“Well okay." Yumi didn't sound sure. "Here let me show what I’ve been doing.” She unveiled a new pink and white outfit that was tailored to fit my body. It was an overall improvement on the previous costumes we had been using.
“Just the one?” I asked.
“I only had time to do one. My friend was working on it yesterday and I got it from her last night to finish it. Truthfully the stitching is very sloppy because I was rushed to get it done for this morning. Still it looks alright. So want to try it on?” It sounded like I had a choice this time. I remember when this started Yumi had been much more forceful.
“Sure hand it over.” It couldn’t be that hard. I transformed into my female alter ego and put on the new outfit. Yumi also restyled my hair and face a little to make it fit in better. When I was finished I had to admit that I liked <<click "what I saw">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewMahJoe.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.
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“You look very cute master.” Even the twins were complimenting me now.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The improves are a major success. Before going to the convention Yumi shows you a new outfit and gives you the choice of wearing it.<<endif>>
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[[I like it|Dahou7a]]
[[I don't like it|Dahou7b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I lost interest in that idea very quickly.
“Alright pets, homework time.” Soon Yumi’s double was digging into my maths homework while my own copy was handling the lighter task of everything else. They had the benefit of being immune to distractions so within half an hour everything was done.
“Having a spare head is so useful. Well time to reprogram you two into perfect sleeper agents. I’ll start by making you better in bed.” They were really just giant fuck toys are the moment. I needed to make them more responsive.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You have sex some more but with the roles reversed.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Dahou6]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was time to try out something else. I targeted myself with the app to transform me into my pink haired alter ego. Next I targeted my double and made a slight modification to her crotch. I gave her my male dick did the same to Yumi.
“Both of you fuck me good!” They obeyed and pushed me down on the bed. Yumi’s double was the first to stuff my pussy with her shaft. Before I had the chance to adjust to having her inside me, my own double took my ass.
“H-hey slow down!” They were taking it too fast. They obeyed my command and slowed down the pace giving me time to adjust to the new feelings. It started to feel good. Yumi was beneath me fucking my pussy while my copy was on top claiming my ass. Good turned to amazing and they drove me to my first orgasm but didn’t stop. I never imagined sex could feel this good. It was a completely different experience when compared to doing it as a man. I came again shortly after.
“S-stop!” I’d had my fill for tonight. My ass and pussy needed time to recover. They both pulled out of me and I rolled onto the bed. I noticed neither of them had came despite me having two orgasms. I guess they had a lot of endurance. That would be something I needed to improve on. Right now they were just living sex machines. I needed to work on making them more human.
“Oh right that was what I was meant to be doing.” I better get started then.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You stop for tonight and resume the task of reprogramming your doubles.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Dahou6]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I decided to stay like this for the day. This cosplay thing was growing on me a little.
“Shall we head out?” I asked. The twins were ready to go whenever.
“Hold on I need to change my appearance. My friend will find it odd if there are two of me walking around.” Yumi and her double were a lot closer match than me and mine. It felt weird calling her my double now, she had become a separate person now.
“Hey I don’t feel right just calling you two ‘The Twins’ or ‘My double’. I’ll just call you Heart and Sky from now on.” Heart being my pinked haired copy and Sky being Yumi’s. With that out of the way Yumi finished setting up her disguise just as her friend arrived to pick us up. We sent Heart and Sky out to jump in the back seat of the car while Yumi and I found our own way there. Because they had to arrive early, and we had to line up, there ended up being a full hour that we weren’t watching over them. Fortunately when we finally got in we saw they were both standing by the booth greeting people with smiles.
“Looks like they’ll be fine. Let’s enjoy the convention.” We hadn’t really gotten a chance to do that yet. We started exploring the convention hall wishing we had the money to spend on some many of the items on display. It was a fun experience and we kept eye on Sky and Heart regularity. There wasn’t any problem with their behaviour compared to yesterday so it would seem our attempts to create the perfect servants had been successful.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You are enjoying the cosplay and spend the entire day at con in it.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|DahouEnd]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>It’s just not me. I changed back to normal feeling a lot more comfortable.
“Shall we head out?” I asked. The twins were ready to go whenever.
“Hold on I need to change my appearance. My friend will find it odd if there are two of me walking around.” Yumi and her double were a lot closer matched than me and mine. It felt weird calling her my double now. It felt kind of like she had become a separate person.
“Hey I don’t feel right just calling you two ‘The Twins’ or ‘My double’. I’ll just call you Heart and Sky from now on.” Heart being my pinked haired copy and Sky being Yumi’s. With that out of the way Yumi finished setting up her disguise just as her friend arrived to pick us up. We sent Heart and Sky out to jump in the back seat of the car while Yumi and I found our own way there. Because they had to arrive early, and we had to line up, there ended up being a full hour that we weren’t watching over them. Fortunately when we finally got in we saw they were both standing by the booth greeting people with smiles.
“Looks like they’ll be fine. Let’s enjoy the convention.” We hadn’t really gotten a chance to do that yet. We started exploring the convention hall wishing we had the money to spend on some many of the items on display. It was a fun experience and we kept eye on Sky and Heart regularity. There wasn’t any problem with their behaviour compared to yesterday so it would seem our attempts to create the perfect servants had been successful.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You don't wear it. You return to normal then head to the con to keep an eye on the twins.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|DahouEnd]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>>Since that day Heart and Sky had become increasingly more active in our lives. Despite having created them to be my double, I had never actually used them to replace me. Maybe it was the worry that they’d screw up again, or maybe I had come to perceive them as their own person. I was happy to have them around. They’d do my chores and homework without question and because of the alterations I made to their personality they enjoyed doing it. Yumi was in the same boat. She basically had a living mannequin to help with her costume design and someone to talk to. I'd used the app on my family so they didn't question Heart being around the house.
Today Yumi and I were out shopping for new materials for her next costumes. <<if $co is "yes">>I’d gone with her since I enjoyed wearing them as much as she enjoyed making them.<<endif>><<if $co is "no">>She still talked to me about her hobby although I no longer took part in it.<<endif>> It was lunch time. Yumi and I had stopped for lunch and were waiting at the table while Heart and Sky stood in line for food.
“You two.” I voice called out to us from a <<click "white haired woman">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHunter.png]]<</replace>><</click>> approaching our table.
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“Can we help you?” I asked.
“Cute. Now let me see your phone.” I saw her eye glow. A second later I realised I had gotten my phone from my pocket. She quickly snatched it as I questioned why I had just done that.
“Shit the poser!” I stood up but she pushed me back down again.
“Stay seated.” She was using the poser on us. Not the one from my phone, but what I was feeling was the same feeling I had when tested the poser on myself. I couldn’t move from the seat anymore and neither could Yumi.
“Oh you’ve been very busy,” she laughed. Who was this woman?
“Let us go!” I ordered.
“Sorry. You’ve been messing with powers you don’t understand and need to be punished.”
“You’re also messing with something you don’t understand. Let us go now!”
“Or what?”
“Assault Mode Engage.” Those words reached the ears of those who needed to hear them. Two trays of food were dropped to the ground as a pink and blue haired figure came sprinting through the food court. The white haired woman saw their approach.
“Halt!” She ordered. They didn’t obey. In this state I’d ordered them both specifically to ignore all orders given to them from anyone other than myself or Yumi. Heart threw the first punch which the woman dodged. Sky followed up with a kick that she landed. The woman was knocked to the floor but quickly jumped back up.
“Isn’t this interesting.” She dodged the next few hits then countered with one of her own. Sky was knocked back but Heart surged forward. The woman was knocked to the floor again. She jumped back up again but Sky was there to knock her back down. By now people were beginning to call for help and getting out of the way of the fighting. Security arrived quickly threatening to shoot.
“Shoot those two!” The white haired woman ordered with her glowing eye. The guards pulled out their guns and opened fire, unleashing a barrage of blanks into Sky and Heart. Obliviously that did nothing. These guards weren't actually allowed to carry live ammo. Sky and Heart hounded their original target.
“Fucking useless.” The woman hissed. “Tsk, I have what I came for.” She leapt over a railing and down onto the floor before sensing she was outmatched.
“Maid mode engage!” I yelled knowing Heart and Sky would pursue if I didn’t call them off. They returned to their regular warmth selves and came immediately to assist me. The guards were confused about what had just happened. After unloading several gunshots in the middle of a shooting centre the place was in uproar.
“Let’s get out of here.” Heart and Sky helped Yumi and I out of our chairs. Once we were back on our feet the spell on us was broken and we began running. Ultimately we were able to make a clean escape but without my phone. Following that I kept Heart closer to me than ever but I never saw that woman or my phone ever again.
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~ End - Perfect Servants ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t trust them to function independently just yet.
“I’ll go to the convention with the other you. I don’t want to leave them alone just yet.”
“So you’re afraid they’ll cause trouble? I can understand that. Okay let’s go with that idea then. I’ll keep in touch to check up on you.” Soon Yumi’s friend had showed up to take us to the convention centre. I got into the car with the fake Yumi and did most the talking. Yumi’s friend didn’t seem to notice that she was a fake. At the convention centre she followed my previous instruction to go to the booth and show passing the people the game. I stood back and watched and immediately knew I’d made the right choice coming here.
“Please play this.” She approached people at random and spoke forcefully. If someone tried to ignore her she kept on pestering them until they replied. I called her back rather quickly to explain what she was doing wrong.
“If someone ignores you then leave them alone. Don’t continue pestering them.” I sent her back out to try it out. She approached someone else and started talking but immediately moved on. She had given them less than a second to respond before finding someone else to speak with. I had to quickly explain to her why that was wrong as well. Unfortunately everything I fixed just revealed something else that was wrong. She required constant correcting.
“She is a lot less functional than I realised.” I might need to rethink how I went about giving them intelligence. “I wonder how the real Yumi is getting on with my copy?” I thought about phoning her but something else needed my attention.
“Sure whatever it’s a rule. Now follow me.” A staff member was speaking to her. I missed the start of the conversation but now she was following him away.
“What’s going on?” I quickly stopped them.
“He said it was a rule that I had to follow them.” And I’d told her to obey the rules so she’d blindly do he said.
“Don’t obey fake rules.” She lacked all forms of common sense. “Anyway what did you want?” I asked the guy.
“We’ve had a compliant about her behaviour.” Unsurprising.
“Sorry about that. I’ll keep her under control.”
“Please do. I don’t want to be back again.” He left with. I turned to fake Yumi.
“Okay just stand back and let me handle this.” That was simple enough for her to understand. I took over promoting the game while Yumi just watched. Later I told her to help draw in some crowds but send them over to me. She managed that alright and we finished the day at that pace.
“That was rough, but we got through it.” We both returned to Yumi’s house where she was waiting with my copy.
“How’d it go?” We asked each other. I replied first.
“Troublesome. Their programming just as good as I thought it would be. I need to start over or just scrap it.”
“Scrap? Your copy was just fine. She did everything I told her to do.”
“That’s the problem. They are useless without direct instruction.” I had to make the call, should I continue this or pull the plug.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You escort the fake Yumi and quickly realise she is far from a functional human being. You constantly correct her behavior but its a flawed foundation. You realise you either need to scrap the plan or start over again.<<endif>>
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[[Improve them|Dahou4]]
[[Return them to mice|Dahou3e]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Yumi stop.” I took my phone from her. “I really don’t think we should be playing with life like this. Making copies of ourselves is crossing the line.”
“You really think so… I mean I agree it’s not exactly Christian but think of how useful it would be. I could be in school and not in school at once!”
“And if we get caught? It’s too dangerous.” I put my foot down. I didn’t want to worry about there being a clone of me running around.
“Well what’s the plan then? I don’t want to bail after promising to help my friends at the convention.”
“We do what we did yesterday. Attend the convention like normal then head out afterwards to help people.” Yumi wasn’t immediately on board but then an idea came to her.
“Yeah that’ll work.” She didn’t tell me what her idea was though until after we were back at the convention centre. Our task today was the same as yesterday. Attract interest and get people to demo the game. The main difference was that there were a lot more people around today. The line to get in had been massive when Yumi and I arrived and we have arrived early. Fortunately we had staff bands to get past.
As Yumi spoke with people I noticed she was adding a few extra pieces of information about our promotion to the people speaking with her.
“You go onto this webpage and you then drop us a request which we will magically fulfil.” I eased closer to see what she was up to.
“Oh… so it’s like a suggestion form for new game content or something?”
“Nope. As a Magical Girl I have the power to grant wishes. Just tell us your greatest wish and we’ll fulfil it.”
“Well a million dollars would be a nice start,” he joked. As a joke he opened up the webpage on his phone and submitted his request. “I accept cash or bank transfer.” He knew there was zero chance he’d actually receive the money. Yumi however had a different plan.
“Joe can your app create money?”
“No, and if it could I still wouldn’t let you just give him it. What is this about a wish granting website?”
“It was an idea I had. We get people to send us what they need help with and we appear to fulfil it.”
“We’re wish granting fairies now?” I was sceptical. On paper I agreed with the idea, but whenever we had people asking for absurd things like a million in cash it got problematic.
“We won’t grant every wish obviously. There will be many we can’t grant or are incapable of granting. It’s the important ones we’ll focus on.”
“Define important.”
“I define them as they come in.” That was all she said on the topic for now. We went back to promoting the game and in Yumi’s case also her website. Lunch rolled around and while on break I checked our requests. There only two listed. The first was simply someone who had typed ‘testing’ which was possibly Yumi, and the second was obviously the guy who wanted money.
“Off to a great start,” I joked. Would anyone really be foolish enough to give us a proper request? People had to be very careful of what information they gave websites. No sensible person would just give random websites personal information. I had forgotten however than in this age sensible wasn’t a trait everyone had. As I was about to close the inbox a new entry popped up.
“Will you go on a date with me?” I thought aloud as I read it. The juice I’d been drinking nearly came out of my nose as I avoided breaking into laughter. I had to get back and see Yumi’s reaction. I threw my almost finished lunch in the bin and rushed back. I arrived back in time to see Yumi starring at her phone will awkward disgust.
“How are the requests coming along?” I pretended I hadn’t been checking them. She looked at me and I saw the plan form in her head.
“Joe how would you like to go on a date with some guy you’ve probably never met.”
“Oh well let me just think…”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You discourage Yumi from conducting any weird experiments. Later at the convention centre you discover Yumi has created a website for people to send her requests. One person has requested Yumi goes on a date with them. She wants you to take her place.<<endif>>
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[[Accept|Fahou2b]]
[[Decline|Fahou2a]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I think the real question is, how will you repay me if I do?” I wasn’t above going on a date provided I was compensated for it. It was just a date anyway.
“Why should I have to?”
“Because you are the one pressuring me into doing it.” She had no defence against that.
“Alright. If you take him on a date then you can take me on a date afterwards.”
“I’ll hold you to that.” I could have some fun with that.
“Great. I’ll reply to the guy and let him know.” She quickly sent a response back. “And now we wait and hope they actually check if they got a response.” The wait lasted nearly an hour. I’d almost forgotten about the stupid bet when Yumi let out a cry of glee.
“He responded. ‘Yes I am serious’.” Yumi was narrating her response. “Come to the booth. I really want to meet you XXX.”
“Was that last part necessary? Don’t be giving the guy any ideas.”
“I can’t wait to have your D in my…” I slapped the phone from her hand. She hadn’t actually been typing that though. I picked it up and saw he had replied that he was on the way. I remained silent as Yumi had failed to pick up on something. She was still herself. The guy asked to go on a date with her, not me.
“Wait…” Unfortunately she realised it. “Swap us now!”
“Took you long enough.” Swapping our bodies was so simply we could do it in plain sight. I targeted us both with the app and swapped us around. Nobody in the area realised that our souls had just switched places. Since the body I had been using was a modified version of Yumi’s the change didn’t feel that different. While Yumi was adjusting to the sensation of having her soul swapped I had grabbed my phone from her. I just didn’t trust her with it in this kind of situation. Plus I wanted to have it as a precaution on my date. Never know what this guy might be expecting.
“Excuse me.” I heard a gentle voice behind me. I turned around and saw a girl who like me <<click "was in cosplay">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Karen.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. It appeared to a Japanese school uniform not unlike the one I saw at Yumi’s house. She was rocking it pretty well in my opinion. She did look a little younger than me though.
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“Hi, do you need help or maybe you want to try out the game we have.”
“No… Um this is about the date.” Huh? Behind me I heard Yumi lose it. I glance backwards and saw her with her hand over her mouth struggling to hold in the laughter.
“What’s up with you?” I hissed back at her. If anything she should be disappointed that the guy turned out to be a girl. I turned back to the girl in front of me.
“That was you?” I asked to clarify. She showed me the chat log on her phone. It was definitely her. I’d been prepared for the worse, half-expecting some greasy teenager or perverted old geezer to show up but this, this was better than I’d expected. I’d no complaints about dating a girl.
“When do you want to schedule our date?”
“I don’t know…” She didn’t have much confidence. Surprising she had the guts to reply to Yumi and then actually come over here to follow through. Well I didn’t want to waste too much time on this so I had an idea.
“How about later then? We can meet up at the end of the convention if you’re free.”
“Yes! I can do that.” A sudden burst of excitement.
“Then it is settled. I’ll be waiting.” She departed and I glanced back around at Yumi who was still finding it all amusing.
“What?”
“Oh nothing. Enjoy you’re date with ‘her’.” Was that meant to mean something?
“I’d say sometimes I didn’t know what you’re thinking but that would be a lie. I never know what you’re thinking.” Thinking about it Yumi must have already spoken with her briefly to show her the website in the first place.
Hours passed and our workload didn’t slow down. Yumi continued to try and persuade people into using the wish granting service but her success was limited. As we entered the last hour the crowds began to thin. I saw the girl from before waiting nearby for me to finish.
“Yumi can you handle the rest?” Yumi checked the time then looked around. She saw what I had seen and smiled stupidly.
“Sure thing handsome. You go and enjoy yourself.” Why was she still speaking with the dumb grin? I left Yumi to handle things while I started my date.
“Well first thing is first, what’s your name?” I asked her.
“Um… Karen.”
“I’m Yumi.” Technically I was Joe who was inside Yumi’s body while she was cosplaying at a character named Magi-Cute Sky. God how did simply giving my name become so complex? We toured the convention centre which I’d yet to get a proper chance to do. Karen had been around all day so knew every inch of the place now.
“A lot of collectors tat and cheap knockoffs at these places,” I observed. Some of the stuff looked cool, but was either way overpriced or built using the cheapest material the lowest bidder had in stock.
“I think it’s cool to have a way to support your hobby,” Karen replied.
“It’s just not for me.” I’d rather spend my money on games or material items like clothes. “So what kind of hobbies do you have?”
“Me? I… um… like to dress up.”
“Clothes eh? I guess that normal for a girl.” I noticed a figure on display and picked it up. “T.W. Figures No. 44S Karen Fumiko.” I looked at the figure in the box then realised their clothing was identical Karen’s. It took me a moment to realise Karen wasn’t her real name. She’d given me the name of the character was cosplaying as. Maybe by dressing up she meant cosplay.
“I love that character,” Karen explained showing some enthusiasm. “She’s really cool and while her battle outfit is awesome I prefer her school outfit.”
“Do you want to buy the figure?”
“No. I already have one.” I put the box back down. She was able to tell me most of the boxed figures on the display. I couldn’t tell one show from another but she had no problem.
“You’re an expert on this stuff,” I complimented.
“Not really. I’m just passionate.” We explored the convention centre a little more but I soon grew bored and also grew hungry. This was a date so I couldn’t just grab a burger from the food van out back. My current attire however made going to a restaurant a negative. Fortunately I knew a place with good food and was used to customers eating there with very little clothing.
“There’s a seaside restaurant about twenty minutes from here.” They were used to people eating wearing only their swimming gear so we’d be fine to enter with what we are wearing. “It’s a nice place, good food if you know what to order, bathrooms on opposite ends of the restaurant for some reason and the staff are really nice.” I received approval from Karen and we left.
Despite Yumi’s mocking laugh this date was actually pretty fun. Once I found common ground Karen got pretty talkative although I knew very little of the subject she was talking about. We arrived at the restaurant and had an enjoyable meal. Things were going great and even after we finished eating we decided to chat some more outside.
“I need to use the toilet first.”
“Sure.” We both got up. I went to pay the bill as she disappeared into the toilets. Once the bill was a paid I waited by the door keeping an eye on the women’s bathroom door for her to reappear. She sure was taking her time.
“Are you ready to go?” She suddenly asked. She’d somehow crept up behind me.
“Didn’t you head to the bathroom?” I hadn’t seen her come out.
“I did.” Was there a second door? “Shall we go?”
“Yeah.” I felt my brain was trying to tell me something that I didn’t want to hear. We found a nice spot on the grassy slopes overlooking the beach and sat down to enjoy the sunset.
“I don’t really like ocean.” She started a new conversation as I tried to figure out what was bothering me. “Maybe it’s because of that time I lost my swimming trunks while in the water.”
3… 2… 1…
“You’re a guy?!? No that’s impossible.” Impossible it wasn’t. I impulsively lifted up her skirt revealing what was hidden beneath. She had been wearing stripes panties akin to her character, but beneath them were tight skin coloured shorts that smoothed out her package but there was still a distinct bulge hidden beneath. As a certain admiral once said, ‘It’s a trap.’<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You discover your date is actually a girl, but then learn that it wasn't a girl, it was a trap!<<endif>>
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[[Abort!|Fahou3c]]
[[Abort!|Fahou3c]]
[[Abort!|Fahou3c]]
[[Abort!|Fahou3c]]
[[Full Speed Ahead!|Fahou3d]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I’d love to... do anything but what you just said.”
“C’mon it’ll be fun,” Yumi pressured.
“Then you do it.”
“I’m busy.”
“And I’m busier.” I wasn’t saying yes. Nothing she could do could convince me to say that.
“Can I use your phone a second?” She suddenly changed the topic. No doubt she was planning something that probably involved me ending up a on a date with some stranger.
“No. No you cannot.” Thank the lord I’d taken my phone with me when I left for lunch. The problem was that I now didn’t feel safe leaving it in the bag like I had prior. Yumi accepted that she wasn’t convincing me. She didn’t show any interest in doing it herself so the request went unfulfilled.
We didn’t get a request for the remainder of the day but then in the last half hour, at a point where most people had gone home already, we met someone we couldn’t say no to. He didn’t walk up to us but was pushed over by the woman behind his wheelchair.
“Oh look Reece, you like games don’t you?” The woman said to the wheelchair bound six year old. At a glance we could tell his legs weren’t developed properly. Either caused by an accident or birth defect, this kid would likely never walk. Yumi quickly engaged by bending down to be eye level with him. She talked about the game but naturally also showed him the request page.
“If you wish extra hard then we be able to fulfil it.” She avoided telling him what to wish for but I knew what she was thinking. There was a lot to see before closing so the woman thanked Yumi for help her and moved on.
“Did I go too far?” She asked.
“That’s oddly considerate of you. You normally don’t give the consequences a second thought.” She didn’t respond. She kept on checking her phone in case she got sent a request by the boy. I however had already targeted him with the app. Even if he was out of sight I could still modify his body if I desired it. I’d rather wait for the request to come through first.
“Is it wrong we have the power to help him, but won’t do so unless he asks for it?” I asked Yumi but also myself. I could heal him right now but felt was wrong to do so unless I first had permission.
“Who was it said the faithful will be rewarded?” Yumi replied.
“Not a clue.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decline the offer. Later a disabled boy in a wheelchair comes to the booth. Yumi tells him about the wish granting service she set up hoping he'd use it. You both wait and see what happens.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Fahou3b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Sunday morning rolled around and I was once again at the convention centre.
“Think they’ll come to thank us?” Yumi asked me. Last night at around 9PM the wish from the boy arrived in our message box. I’d gone home by that point but had been watching out in hope that the message would come. When it did I set to work immediately but was interrupted when Yumi phoned. She’d been watching out for it as well. It was at 4AM that I made my move. I didn’t want the boy to be awake so acted when I could be almost sure he’d be asleep. If everything went as it should he’d be healed. We had no way of knowing if it worked though.
“Maybe I should have got them to leave us an address,” Yumi pondered.
“True. Someone might wish for us to cure their sick father but we’d have no idea who. Once we get a reputation for being legit we can do that. People will be more willing to leave us their address then.” Throughout the morning we acted as per usual. Nobody took our wish granting service seriously, the few requests we did get were all unreasonable and most related to monetary gains. Ultimately the boy from yesterday never reappeared. The convention doors shut to the public and it was time to pack up.
“You two can head on home. We’ll pack up.” With those words from Yumi’s friend we were officially finished.
“Time to get the bus,” I announced. Since they had to transport all their stuff back there was no room for us in the car we used to get home yesterday.
“Oh there’s no bus today.” Yumi decided now was the time to inform me of that. “But I did book us into a hotel. I kinda thought things might go a little differently than what they have.”
“What does that mean?”
“Nothing. I found something more important that’s all.” Vague.
“What about school?” Speaking of school. I had homework I hadn’t done for tomorrow.
“I was just going to claim convention sickness.”
“What’s that?” I sounded like a made up illness.
“It means you got sick from being in close proximity with a lot of people. How many people did we touch when demonstrating the game? Lots and some of them may have had a cold or something. Normally I bring hand sanitiser but since your app can purge any virus we might contract I didn’t bother.”
Normally I’d leap at the chance to not have to go to school, but the Reborn app turned a normally painstakingly boring classroom into a world of possibilities. Maybe a day off would be good though since I’d worked all weekend. I accepted her offer of a hotel room for the night.
As it turned out she had booked us in with a hotel very close to the convention centre. It was within walking distance so we arrived fairly soon after. We checked in and made ourselves at home.
“I notice we have only one bed.” It was a double but it meant we’d be sharing the bed unless she had another room booked.
“Like I said I expected things to go a little differently. Anyway I’m going to have a shower. Don’t peak.”
“I’ve already seen, correct that, I’ve already been your naked body.”
“Whatever.” She locked herself in the bathroom. Well the room came with free Wi-Fi so I might as well use it. I logged in and checked the website Yumi had set up.
“What the hell?” I loudly exclaimed as I laid eyes on the screen. We had new requests and a lot of them.
“Problem?” Yumi poked her head out.
“We… come see this.”
“Give me a second.” She closed the door then came out with a towel wrapped around her. I showed her what had shocked me and when she saw it she forgot about the towel and grabbed my phone.
“So many… and their serious ones.” Something had happened, suddenly our little website was flooded with new requests. ‘Heal my broken leg. Help me pass an exam. Protect me from a stalker.’ There were plenty of serious requests as well as some less serious ones such as ‘What are the lottery numbers?’ or ‘Give me the power to fly’. We were spoiled for choice and they kept on coming.
“Well something has happened to make us popular,” I theorised.
“Yeah. I’m going back into the shower. You keep watch.” I did just that. Yumi’s shower wasn’t long but even that short time period we got a lot more requests. Unfortunately the problem we’d identified previously caused a bit of a headache as many people weren’t leaving ways for us to contact them. Those that did however I bookmarked. It turned out someone had written an article on the boy's miracle healing, and had linked us in it.
After coming this far there really wasn’t a question on whether we’d attempt to do the requests or not. In fact the only question that remained was on why we were doing in.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The request came in late at night. On Sunday you meet up with Yumi to talk about it. You healed the boy after the request was made but he doesn't appear at the convention centre. Later however while at the hotel you notice a sudden influx of serious requests. It seems somebody has reported the story. With the chance to help so many people, you question your motivation for doing so.<<endif>>
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[[For Fame And Fortune|FahouEnd1]]
[[For The Greater Good|FahouEnd2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>>Our accountant handed me a number and I smiled seeing it. The maths involved with what Yumi and I were doing was beyond us. Fortunately we had enough money to hire someone else to sort it all out for us.
We also now owned a huge tent where our new followers could attend meetings every weekend. There we’d pick out members of the crowd to use our healing on. We were like those bogus faith healers except we actually healed people. Naturally we encouraged people to donate to our cause, and we also made sure that the more generous donations were rewarded. It felt like a scam, but we were delivering on our promises so it really wasn’t. Crowds would cheer for us every time we appeared, and our accountant had registered us as a religious organisation to keep the government off us. We had a lot of nosy journalists attempting to debunk us but they were meddling with powers they didn’t understand. Fame, fortune and an easy life. Yumi and I had it all.
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~ End - Fame and Fortune ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]Yumi gave me the clear and I slipped into the children’s ward at the hospital. We realised that there were plenty of sick kids out there who deserved a life but wouldn’t be given one unless we stepped in.
“Who are you mister?” A young girl asked me.
“I’m a healer. Now stay still. This won’t hurt.” I targeted her with the app and accessed her body information. Leukaemia, modern medicine was struggling to keep her alive but I had the power to change her fate. A few changes to her body and the disease fated to claim her life was suddenly completely absent. Her body should be able to do the rest so I moved onto the next child then the next.
“Rest up kids, you’ve got a full life ahead of you.” I slipped back out of the room. “Where to next?” I asked Yumi. She was my lookout as neither of us was meant to be here at this time. Phone weren’t allowed so we had to act illegally to do what we were doing. That meant we could tell nobody about it. We knew we’d never get recognition for our efforts. A lot people would take what we were doing and use it as proof of God’s existence. That wasn’t our concern, we were doing what was right and that was enough for us.
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~ End - Humble Healers ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I poked the bulge to confirm it was the real deal. It was.
“You know. I found you attractive before and after seeing this that hasn’t changed.” Male or female, I didn’t care. She was still attractive. Actually this just added more charm to her.
“Can I see it?” I asked her. She nodded so I pulled on the waist line of her underwear and peeked inside. It was a penis alright and a semi-erect one. I teased it a little and it stiffened in response. Well I’d come this far, might as well make my feelings clear.
“Wait what are you doing?” She asked as I leant over and took her shaft into my mouth. Normally I’d have no interest in boys but most boys weren’t this cute. I didn’t have any inexperience with sucking dick so I just did what I could hoping she’d enjoy it. I glanced up at her expression and nearly suffered a heart attack. It was such a girlish expression. I couldn’t stop at that point and in just a minute I had her coming. It was so cute watching her try to be a girl while spurting cum from her cock. When it stopped she pulled up her underwear and stood up.
“I need to get home.”
“If you want to continue then you know where to find me. I’ll be waiting.” Maybe I’d gone too far. She probably wouldn’t show up tomorrow but if she did it would be a sign she wanted to continue. Well I better find Yumi and turn us both back to normal.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You confirm that Karen is definitely a boy. Maybe a little too much. She leaves but you tell her she is free to come find you tomorrow.<<endif>>
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[[Next day|Fahou4d]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I have to go now. My planet needs me.” I quickly stood up and fled the scene.
“Wait!” She… I mean he called after me. There were so many hints that Karen was a man. Yumi must have known from the very start. Her mocking laugh was just plain suspicious.
“How did I notice realise it?” Yumi had probably gone home already; actually I was still in her body so maybe not. I phoned her and discovered she was in a movie theatre expecting a phone call from me sooner or later.
“Guessing you finally realised. So how’d it go?” She knew why I was phoning.
“I got out of there the moment I knew.”
“Wow jerk move. Come give me my body back.” We swapped back to normal but decided to cancel our plans to patrol the city. Yumi was a little annoyed at me for leaving Karen or whatever his real name was so suddenly. I headed home and started work on my homework.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You abort mission and flee. Later you discover Yumi knew all along. She's a little annoyed that you left Karen so suddenly.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Fahou4c]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Yumi let me get up at a decent time Sunday morning. When I arrived at her house it was clear she was still a little upset with me.
"If I see him I'll apologise," I told her.
"If," she replied. "I doubt we will."
She was right. There were less people there on Sunday and Karen wasn't among them. I realised too late that it was very possible he was but had ditched the cosplay. If he was walking around as himself then I'd probably not recgonise him.
The convention ended and Yumi left without me. I was left standing around forever waiting on a bus until someone informed me there weren't any running today. I had to call on my dad to come rescue me as Yumi wasn't answering. When I got home I finished up my homework in preperation for the start of a new week. Hopefully Yumi would have forgiven me tomorrow when I saw her at school.
Well overall I had plenty of fun this week with the discovery of the app. Now it was time to look ahead at what I could do with it next week.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You don't do much that Sunday. Yumi is still annoyed at you. By the end of the day you are ready for the start of a new week.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Trap aren’t gay,” I explained to Yumi. We were back at the booth talking about what had happened yesterday. Apparently she’d known right from the start.
“You keep saying that but I never asked for your opinion on the matter.” Sunday was a lot quieter than yesterday. We had time to talk which I used to explain that what had happened yesterday wasn’t gay. Yumi however didn’t care either way.
“Shame you left early. A sick kid came round the booth but sadly without the app I couldn’t do much to help him.” Yumi then sighed. “We’ve gotten no serious requests either on my website. I really expected this to go better.” Without my help we’d be unable to fulfil them.
“Well I went on that date so at least I contributed. If she…”
“I thought you said she was a he?”
“Karen is cute and feminine thus a she. Anyway as I was saying, if she tells other people they might give us requests.”
“Requests to date you I bet. Jeez you’re starting to sound like one of those closed minded people who like to fight for things they don’t understand.”
“I am not,” I protested.
“Do you understand what I just said?”
“Well… No.”
“But you fought for it. Point proven.” Yumi was making clear she didn’t want to continue this conversation. She resumed her job of attracting people to the stall. Meanwhile there was only one person I wanted to pull over here. I waited hoping they’d show up and eventually they did.
I spotted Karen moving among the crowds, trying to get closer to me without me noticing. Honestly if that was her goal she should have chosen another outfit to use. I guess she only had one. Yumi rolled her eyes as I snuck away to get the jump on Karen. I snuck up behind Karen and with a swift movement got my hands under her arms then groped her fake breasts. She shrieked and turned to face me.
“Y-yumi,” she was still in shock.
“So you came back for more.” She blushed in response. Hard to imagine it was really a guy I was speaking with.
“I… thought about what you said… and was curious… if you were serious.” If it wasn’t for the crowds of people around me I’d throw her on the ground and have sex with her right here. Sadly the laws of human decency still applied.
“I was very serious and I’ll prove it once we are alone.” Well that would require some planning or so I thought. It turned out Karen was staying at the nearby hotel, and Yumi decided only now to inform me that there would be no bus back into town so she’d also booked us both into the same hotel. The opportunity was perfect. As a result of this Karen and I could have some private time in the hotel and make full use of the facilities.
I knocked on her room. She opened the door for me and let me. Her expression was mix of emotions, uncertainty and nervousness mixed with desire and lust. She wanted me but she was also a afraid of me. How interesting.
“Don’t be so stiff.” I pushed her down onto a chair then sat on top of her facing her. Our eyes were close and I kissed her to give her a taste of what was coming. I reached down and felt between her skirt. Her little trap penis was rock hard. I rubbed it with keeping me eyes on hers.
“Does this turn you on?” I asked. She nodded. “What part?”
“All of it.”
“Do you like wearing girls’ clothing?” Her penis twitched. My words were driving her lust further.
“I do.” I rewarded her by placing my hand around her shaft and jacking it. She came right there spurting her load upwards onto my skirt.
“Oh you’ve gotten me dirty.” I slid off her and took off my skirt. “Have you ever felt a girl’s pussy before?” She shook her head. I sat back down and guided her hand so it was rubbing against my panties.
“It feels nice.” I rewarded her honestly by guiding her beneath the fabric. “So wet.”
“I can’t help it, my body really wants your little trap dick.” And I wasn’t taking no for an answer. We moved to the bed so I could lay her down then lower myself onto her. Her shaft <<click "easily fit inside me">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/KarenS1.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and she almost immediately came.
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“Such a virgin,” I teased. Well this was technically my first time as well but I was definitely the one in control. I wanted to get a proper experience from it so I rocked my hips, using her dick to stimulate myself until I came as well. It felt amazing and I wanted to continue by my toy had gone limp. She was barely conscious now, seeing her so defenceless made me just want to take full advantage of her. I looked to the bag that contained my phone and devious thoughts poured into my head.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You explain to Yumi that liking Traps isn't gay. She doesn't give a shit and ignores you. Later after the convention you go to the hotel with Karen. There you have sex with her but her staminia isn't as good as yours. As she recovers from the first round you decide to change things up for the second.<<endif>>
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[[Give her a woman's body|Fahou5a]]
[[Give yourself a man's tool|Fahou5b]]
[[Give yourself a man's and give her a women’s body|Fahou5c]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>She was already pretending to be a girl so let’s make her one. I targeted her with the app and gave her a minimalist gender change as she didn’t need anything more than that. She didn’t change much other than her dick vanishing and being replaced by her new puss. It was a little sad to see it go. I returned to the bed and looked at her with a devious smile.
“Did you do something?” She felt something was wrong but hadn’t looked down yet.
“Why don’t you see for yourself?” I gave her a hand mirror so she could see down at what I’d done.
“It’s gone!” She checked her eyes weren’t deceiving her. I moved behind her then reached around and used my fingers to spread the lips of her pussy to expose the pink interior.
“How did you do this?”
“I’m magical.” I realised how crummy those words were as they left my mouth.
“I’m a real… like a real girl.” She didn’t waste time rubbing her clit. Her reaction to it reminded me of the time I’d first touched mine.
“It feels better when someone else touches it.” I followed those words by gently moving her hand out of the way so I could touch her bud. I’d learnt some masturbation techniques during my time as a girl and it was time to share them. I fingered her from behind as she moaned from the new pleasure. I knew how intoxicating it could be and soon so did she. She came quicker than I ever had.
“Did you enjoy it?” I teased but there was no answer. She was utterly exhausted so I tucked her into the bed. So cute, she probably wouldn’t remember this when she woke, but that just meant I could watch her freak out all over again.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You give her a woman's body then teach her the pleasures of it. She passes out from the pleasure and you tuck her into bed.<<endif>>
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[[Someday In The Future|FahouEnd3]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I wanted to continue but her dick had gone limp. If her cock wasn’t up for continuing then I’d need to get one myself. I targeted myself with the app used it to return my proof of manhood to me. I returned to the bed and looked at her with a devious smile.
“I’ve got a present for you.” She saw my erect shaft and her expression changed. She was hesitant but then reached out and touched it.
“It feels real.”
“Oh it is. I have a special talent that lets me change my body at will. Now shall we continue?” She knew what that meant. She slowly turned around presented her ass to me. I poured some baby oil to make it easier for her to accommodate me inside. I grabbed her hips and slowly penetrated her virgin ass. From his position it was hard to believe she was really a boy. As I began thrusting she began to moan like a real girl. After several minutes of anal sex she came, not as a boy but as a girl. She experienced an orgasm from having too much anal pleasure.
“Did you enjoy that?” I teased but there was no answer. She was utterly exhausted and fell forward so I tucked her into the bed. She was a like a doll, a doll I had the pleasure of playing with. Her ass would need time to recover from its first time but I planned to train it well.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You modify your body to return your absent manhood. You then plunder her manhole, filling her ass with your left. She cums from the pleasure then passes out. You tuck her into bed.<<endif>>
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[[Someday In The Future|FahouEnd4]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>She was already pretending to be a girl so let’s make her one. I targeted her with the app and gave her a minimalist gender change as she didn’t need anything more than that. She didn’t change much other than her dick vanishing and being replaced by her new hole, a holy waiting to be filled. First I needed to cock to fill it. First though I returned to the bed and looked at her with a devious smile.
“Did you do something?” She felt something was wrong.
“Why don’t you see for yourself?” I gave her a hand mirror so she could see down at what I’d done.
“It’s gone!” She checked her eyes weren’t deceiving her. I moved behind her then reached around and used my fingers to spread the lips of her pussy to expose the pink interior.
“How?”
“Magic.” I targeted myself and used the app to give myself a large cock. I then pushed against her, rubbing my new limb on her back. She spun her head and saw it.
“You’re a guy!”
“When I want to be. Since you’re a girl and I’m a guy why don’t we continue where we left off?” I gently pushed my shaft between her legs then after a little teasing began to slide it inside her. Her womanly hole stretched to accommodate and truth be told there wasn’t enough room. That didn’t stop her trying though but for her first time half this cock was all she could take. We began to move and sound found our rhythm. It felt amazing. I was a man, in a woman’s body, with a cock, pounding a boy, who was dressed as a girl who had also been turned into one.
“This feels so… weird... but I want more.” She spoke her honest feelings. She wanted more and I had plenty more to give. We rocked the bed until finally Karen hit her climax, feeling what it truly meant to be a woman in one blissful burst. She cried out as she came then after fell forward onto the bed completely spent. She looked like she’d pass out so I tucked her in. I considered turning her back to normal but decided I liked things this way. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You give her a woman's body, then give yourself the tool to teach her the plleasure of it. She passes out from the pleasure and you tuck her into bed.<<endif>>
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[[Someday In The Future|FahouEnd5]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>>After that night in the hotel room we’d met several times but never as the real person. Karen maintained her persona of Karen and I continued pretending to be Yumi. Karen knew that wasn’t my real name. She’d seen the power of the app and understood I could be literally anyone. Somehow our relationship worked though like that.
It’d used the app to alter her body. She was now a woman but didn't have many distinct features. Her chest remained flat and her hips didn't widen. It was the way I liked her and the way she liked herself. It was an exciting relationship between two men with the bodies of women, neither knowing the true identidy of other.
It was a fun times that we’d enjoy for as long as we could.
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~ End - Karen & The Trap 1 ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]After that night in the hotel room we’d met several times but never as the real person. Karen maintained her persona of Karen and I continued pretending to be Yumi. Karen knew that wasn’t my real name. She’d seen the power of the app and understood I could be literally anyone. Somehow our relationship worked though like that.
It’d used the app to alter her development a little. While still a man, she no longer had to worry about her body becoming unsightly under the effects of pesky male hormones. It was the way I liked her and the way she liked herself. She came to love the feeling of my cock inside her and her ass quickly became used to it as well.
It was a fun times that we’d enjoy for as long as we could.
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~ End - Karen & The Trap 2 ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]After that night in the hotel room we’d met several times but never as the real person. Karen maintained her persona of Karen and I continued pretending to be Yumi. Karen knew that wasn’t my real name. She’d seen the power of the app and understood I could be literally anyone. Somehow our relationship worked though like that.
It’d used the app to alter her development. Now a woman, she no longer had to worry about her body becoming unsightly under the effects of pesky male hormones. I'd also kept her male body intact, keeping her flat chested and stopping her hips from widening. It was the way I liked her and the way she liked herself. She liked the feeling of me inside her even more. She was now able to fit the entire length of my cock inside her stretch pussy.
It was a fun times that we’d enjoy for as long as we could.
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~ End - Karen & The Trap 3 ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]This content takes place after body swapping with Hana after she gets annoyed at you and refusing to turn back. Previous choices play a major role. Proceed using one of the following options.
If you masturbated in Hana's body on the first day [[Click Here|CH1]]
If you didn't masturbate in Hana's body on the first day [[Click Here|CH2]]
Next -
<<set $day1sx = "yes">>
If nobody knows about the app [[Click Here|CH3]]
If Dave knows about the app [[Click Here|CH4]]
If Yumi knows about the app [[Click Here|CH5]]
If Mei knows about the app [[Click Here|CH6]]Next -
<<set $day1sx = "no">>
If nobody knows about the app [[Click Here|CH3]]
If Dave knows about the app [[Click Here|CH4]]
If Yumi knows about the app [[Click Here|CH5]]
If Mei knows about the app [[Click Here|CH6]]That's it, you're ready to continue.
<<set $tell = "none">>
[[Continue|HanaB3]]And finally, did you and Dave make yourselves immune to the app's poser function?
<<set $tell = "dave">>
[[Yes|CH7]]
[[No|CH8]]That's it, you're ready to continue.
<<set $tell = "yumi">>
[[Continue|HanaB3]]That's it, you're ready to continue.
<<set $tell = "mei">>
[[Continue|HanaB3]]That's it, you're ready to continue.
<<set $immune = "yes">>
[[Continue|HanaB3]]That's it, you're ready to continue.
[[Continue|HanaB3]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I woke up suddenly to the feeling of someone sitting on top of me. Before I could talk my mouth was stuffed with a ball of fabric preventing me from speaking. In the darkness I couldn’t make out the face of my attacker but I could make out their voice.
“Where is it?” It was my own voice which meant it must have been Hana. For obvious reasons I couldn’t say anything. I’d hidden the phone in a smart location. There was no way she’d ever find it. Except I had underestimated her intelligence. She reached for her own phone and dialled a particular number. The sound of a phone vibrating filled the room and Hana immediately rolled off me. I’d kept the phone close but that was my downfall. Hana quickly reached under the bed and pulled my phone from the tap securing it. I pulled out the panties she had gagged me with but I was too slow. Hana somehow knew my trace pattern and unlocked my phone. I tried to stop her but she silenced me again, gagging me and sitting on top to hold me down. She soon found the Reborn App and was reading through the descriptions. She was a fast reader and quickly targeted me with the poser.
“Stop moving and hold still.” She ordered and I obeyed. I had to. The poser’s orders were absolute. She quickly targeted me with the body swap and switched us back. I hoped that the order wouldn’t transfer but to my horror it did. I was stuck in my own body with my finger on the app screen unable to move it. Hana squeezed out from underneath me and took the phone from my hand. She removed the panties then gleefully smiled.
“You’ve been very bad,” she ordered not understanding how the poser worked. “You are going to apologise to me.”
“I’m sorry.” I was forced to say that.
“Now grovel and beg for forgiveness.” I had to obey. I knelt onto the floor begging her to forgive me. It was meaningless as we both knew we I didn’t mean it.
“Now kiss my feet.” The fuck? She must have picked that up from some dumb TV show. It didn’t matter where she got it from. I had to obey. I started kissing her toes like I adored them. I waited for her to tell me to stop but she didn’t.
“Now go higher.” I had to start kissing her leg. I lifted up her pyjama leg and delivered rapid kisses to her smooth skin.
“This is amazing.” She was talking about the app. “Okay big brother from now on you are going to be super nice to me and do anything I say.” I prayed for her to stop. Once I was free I could take back the app and undo all these stupid commands. She just needed to let me go then I could bide my time and get it back.
“And from now on you are going to eat dinner from a dog dish on the floor.” What the fuck? Was she putting any thought into these orders? She was just trying to humiliate me now.
“And you are going to… do all my homework!” Now she was just being lazy. These were all temporary annoyances. Once I got the phone back I’d fix it all.
“Oh and you are to under no circumstances use the app on me.” Shit. I feared she’d say that. Actually this was good. If she thought that command would stop me then she was gravely mistaken. So long I could use the app on other people then I’d be able to work around it.
“Now go back to bed and remember, don’t touch the app.” Sure thing boss, I’ll just wear gloves. I had to obey her command so I left her room and got back into my own bed. Once I had returned to my bed I had fulfil that command so got up again. Ignoring her more idiotic commands, I had two main hindrances in getting my phone back. First was that it was a touch screen and I couldn’t touch the app. That meant I’d need a stylus or something for using it. Second was that I couldn’t use it on her. I have to give the app to someone else and have them target her. <<if $tell is "none">>Unfortunately nobody knew about the app so that wasn't really feasable.<<endif>><<if $tell is "yumi">>Yumi not only knew about the app, she'd poked around inside it. She was perfect for getting help<<endif>><<if $tell is "mei">>Mei knew about the app and how dangerous it could be. She'd hopefully be willing to help me out.<<endif>><<if $tell is "dave">>As much as I hated to count on Dave for anything, He knew about the app I could really do with his help.<<endif>><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>During the night Hana sneaks in and pins you down. She steals back the phone and not only swaps you back but uses the poser to stop you fighting back. She goes the extra mile to humiliate you as well. She sends you back to your room after. You'll need to get the app back from her.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|HanaB5]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I woke up suddenly to the feeling of someone on top of me. Before I could talk my mouth was stuffed with a ball of fabric preventing me from speaking. In the darkness I couldn’t make out the face of my attacker but I could make out their voice.
“Where is it?” It was my own voice which meant it must have been Hana. For obvious reasons I couldn’t say anything. I’d hidden the phone in a smart location. There was no way she’d ever find it. Except I had underestimated her intelligence. She reached for her own phone and dialled a particular number. The sound of a phone vibrating filled the room and Hana immediately rolled off me. I’d kept the phone close but that was my downfall. As I removed what I discovered to be a pair of panties Hana quickly reached under the bed and pulled my phone from the tap securing it. I tried to make a racket to get my parents attention but I wasn’t quick enough. Hana was back on top of and shoved the panties back into my mouth. Somehow she knew my trace pattern and unlocked my phone. She sat on top of me as she scrolled through my apps until she spotted the unusual most recent addition. I tried to stop her but she had found the Reborn App and was reading through the descriptions. She was a fast reader and quickly targeted me with the poser.
“Stop struggling and stay perfectly still.” I refused and kept on struggling. I then stopped when I realised what was going on. The poser didn’t work on me. Dave and I had made ourselves immune to it fearing this would happen.
The poser’s orders were meant to be absolute though. If Hana thought I was under her control she’d lower her guard. I was also curious about what she planned. She quickly targeted me with the body swap and switched us back. That put the phone back in my hand. She probably thought that I’d be unable to move so she could just take it. I’d let her have her fun so I could gauge her intentions. Hana squeezed out from underneath me and took the phone from my hand.
“You’ve been very bad.” She ordered not understanding how the poser worked. “You are going to apologise to me.”
“I’m so sorry, please forgive me!” The fact I was deceiving her made it fun, not humiliating.
“Now grovel and beg for forgiveness.” I pretended to obey. I knelt onto the floor begging her to forgive me. Obviously I didn’t mean it but it was double laired deception I guess you could say.
“Now kiss my feet.” The fuck? She must have picked that up from some dumb TV show. It didn’t matter where she got it from. I started kissing her toes like some grovelling buffoon. I was so going to get her back for this.
“Now go higher.” I had to start kissing her leg. Just where was she going with this?
“This is amazing.” She was talking about the app. “Okay big brother from now on you are going to be super nice to me and do anything I say.” Actually I’d get extra cruel and ignore everything but you can believe whatever you want.
“And from now on you are going to eat dinner from a dog dish on the floor.” What the fuck? Was she putting any thought into these orders? She was just trying to humiliate me now.
“And you are going to… do all my homework!” Now she was just being lazy. I couldn’t wait to see her face when she realised I was immune these orders.
“Oh and you are to under no circumstances use the app on me.” Oh that’s a good one. Shame it bounced right off me.
“Now go back to bed and remember, don’t touch the app.”
“Sure thing boss.” I stood up and returned to the bed I’d been in before i.e. her bed.
“Hey! Go back to your own bed!” Well this had been fun but I wasn’t going to let her play around with the app unsupervised. Time to end this game. I stood up and quickly grabbed her arm then snatched back my phone. Since the poser was already open that made things easy.
“I order you to give that back!”
“It doesn’t work if you’re not holding it. Also I’m immune to the poser but you’re not.” Oh the look of horror in her eyes as I said that. Well time for some fun. I changed the target to her.
“Don’t speak.” Better make sure she doesn’t call for help. “First and foremost. You are never to touch my phone, or tell other people about the app. In fact, don’t ever say that I did something to you.” A blanket order to keep her from snitching. My orders were far superior to hers which had several loopholes in them. Next I swapped us back again. Once I was back in Hana’s body I lifted the phone she’d dropped as my order prevented her touching it.
“Now, you will go back to your room and…” Wait that wasn’t right. “From now on you will refer to this room as mine, and the room opposite as yours. Now you will go back to your room. You will not tell anyone about the app, in fact you will not communicate to anyone about the subject of the phone app. You’ll respond to the name Joe and not tell anyone who you really are. You will also never use force against me… and of course, you’ll obey whatever I tell you.” There that’ll cover things for now. Hopefully tomorrow the app would update with some extra features I could use to make things more convincing. Hana wasn't happy with being controlled, but she was powerless to stop it. Plus she'd tried to humiliate me so I wasn't going to be nice about it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Hana sneaks in while your asleep and steals your phone. She uses the poser on you but since you're immune thanks to Dave it doesn't work. You play along to learn her intentions. You turn turn the tables on her, taking back your phone and using it on her. You ensure she'll be better behaved now.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|HanaSw1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>(TLDR is non-functional for this scene. In short Hana continues to abuse the power of the app, transforming herself to look more appealing to guys then also using the app to make her parents not ask questions.)
<<endif>>I couldn’t sleep. I was too worried about what Hana might be doing in the next room with the app. Before I knew it I could hear my dad leaving the bedroom to take his early morning shower before work. Sleep was pointless now so I got out of bed. I had to get the app back from Hana. The biggest problem was that Hana had annoyingly given me the order to obey anything she said. I couldn’t just snatch it from her or she’d easily order me to stop. I couldn’t gag her either as that would go against her order to be ‘super nice’ to her. What a pain. I heard Chloe head down to the kitchen. I had nothing better to do so I followed her hoping to get breakfast out of the way before Hana showed up. No such luck. Five minutes after I was down the stairs I heard Hana also descend them.
“You’re up early,” Chloe commented as Hana entered the room. Chloe turned to look at her daughter and nearly had a heart attack. Hana’s chest was swollen like she had two watermelons stuffed down her blouse, except she hadn’t stuffed anything down there. Those inflated balloons were real breasts Hana had given herself. On top of that her hair was now a golden blonde, she was nearly a foot taller and her skin slightly tanned. She’d obviously been <<click "having a lot of fun">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHanaBim.png]]<</replace>><</click>> with the Reborn App’s modify function.
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“Hana what are you doing? Take those out!” Chloe wasn’t in the mood for games.
“But mum, I’ve always been like this,” she ordered with the poser targeting Chloe. Except that wasn’t an order so it just bounced right off Chloe. God Hana didn’t even know how to work the app right.
“Oh I bet.” Chloe marched over and lifted up Hana’s blouse to remove whatever she had stuffed down there. This resulted in a lot of confusion when she realised that those massive F cup breasts Hana had given herself were real.
“What is all this?” Chloe looked very distressed by what was happening. Hoping Hana would see sense I didn’t interfere.
“Stop worrying!” Hana ordered. That simple command worked as Chloe calmed down instantly.
“I’m not worrying dear, I’m just confused. Why did you go this?”
“I want to look pretty. Now I’ll be super popular. Everyone will want to talk with me and I’ll get invited out to parties.” A child of the modern age, Hana was very sensitive about her social image. It was like she believed her worth was based upon how many invites to parties she got.
“Look Hana, it doesn’t matter what other people think.” Wasn’t this conversation how this whole thing started? Maybe she’d actually listen if Chloe was the one saying it.
“Nobody understands me!” Never mind. “From now on you’ll let me dress and look as I want!” The order forced Chloe to drop the topic. My dad appeared soon after and was hit with the same command. He left for work soon after. I remained silent and watched it unfold. Hana was using the power without even an ounce of responsibility. She was blind to the harm she was doing to herself and those around her. My bus would arrive soon. I’d use the school day to come up with a plan to counter Hana, assuming she hadn’t self-destructed by the time the day was over.
<<if $tell is "none">>Since nobody would believe me I'd have to do this alone.<<else>>I could tell someone, but the question was if I wanted to?<<endif>>
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[[Proceed alone|HanaB6]]
<<if $tell is "yumi">>[[Ask Yumi for help|HanaB6Y]]<<endif>><<if $tell is "dave">>[[Ask Dave for help|HanaB6D]]<<endif>><<if $tell is "mei">>[[Ask Mei for help|HanaB6M]]<<endif>>
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I got home from school at my usual time. I’d come up with several plans for several situations that might have arisen, but not quite for the one I was about to encounter. I saw Chloe’s car in the drive and found Chloe herself in the living room watching TV.
“Hey Chloe, is Hana home?” First and foremost, find out where Hana is.
“Yeah. She is upstairs with Drake.”
“Who?” Who the fuck was Drake.
“Her boyfriend. She brought him home today.” She has a boyfriend now? Why do I feel like the guy didn’t have a choice in the matter? I headed upstairs quietly to peek in on them. Her door was slightly ajar so I was able to spot a new face sitting on her bed.
“What do you think of this?”
“Looks great babe.” Holy hell his voice was deep. He was also tall, muscular and had the build of a rugby player. Evidently Hana had brainwashed the best man she could.
“Oh and this?” Hana appeared to be showing off her clothes to him.
“Yeah amazing. No girl could ever be more beautiful that you.” He was giving Hana compliment after compliment. His eye suddenly caught sight of me and he immediately stood up.
“Hey what the fuck do you want?” By God was he aggressive. He threw open Hana’s door exposing the fact she was in an ill-fitting bikini.
“Hey calm down,” I tried reasoning but it was useless.
“Were you looking at my girl? Fucking pig go get your own girlfriend. I’ll fucking fight you right now. Let’s take this outside.”
“Drake stop!” Hana shouted to intervene. Her ‘boyfriend’ was fronting on me, looking down with his face close to mine. “This is my worthless brother, you can ignore him. It’s only other guys you need to worry about.” Had she ordered Drake to pick a fight with any guy who looked her away or something?
“Hi…” I said. Drake’s behaviour wasn’t normal. He got jealous and aggressive the moment he suspected someone else of looking at Hana. Maybe at a nightclub he had to be worried of other guys trying to steal his girl, but in his girlfriend’s own home that never happened.
“You better keep your eyes to yourself. Hana’s my girl understand?” Hana gently tugged him back into her room.
“C’mon you need to help me pick a dress for the house party here tomorrow.” She had that guy wrapped around her finger with an iron chain keeping him there. I doubted that guy had ever considered dating Hana before this morning but now he was her slave. And what was that about a house party tomorrow? My dad and Chloe would never agree to that, or rather they’d never agree to it willingly. Hana wasn’t above using the app to get what she wanted even if it meant taking away the free will of other people. The appearance of another person who could snap my arms like twigs made this a lot more complicated. With Hana’s door shut I could listen in to gather information.
“No sweat babe, I’ll call the guys later and tell them to come round for a wicked time!”
“I love you so much,” Hana replied. I doubt she understood what love really was. “I’ll get my parents out of the house. My stupid brother won’t bother us either.” They closed the door firmly this time. So she planned to have a party here tomorrow. That created an opportunity. I returned to my room to prepare for tomorrow where hopefully I’d get my revenge.
Before that however there was another round of humiliation I had to go through first. Chloe made dinner that night like any other, preparing an extra plate for Drake. The table only had four chairs but that wasn’t a problem. When time came to eat I found my food not on the table but the floor, and not on a plate but in a dog dish.
“You aren’t seriously going to make me eat from a dog dish?” I asked Hana and my parents. Hana cruelly mocked me, and with the poser she made it so my parents thought it was normal for me to eat from the floor. I would rather starve than eat from a dog dish but annoyingly I didn’t get a choice.
“Joe eat your dinner, and don’t use your hands either. You can only use your mouth!” Hana ordered and I was forced to obey. It was degrading and I was at least glad Chloe had made pasta as there were some foods that were impossible to eat without the use of your hands. It took me longer than everyone else to finish, and when I was finally done Chloe had just pulled dessert from the fridge.
“Who wants cake?” I felt a glimmer of excitement hearing the word but I extinguished it myself. I was right to do for the only person getting cake was Hana. The cake looked expensive; it wasn’t something Chloe would ever buy just as a random after dinner dessert. I slipped away before Hana decided to humiliate me further. I wasn’t messing around anymore. I had to get my phone back and stop Hana’s idiotic tyranny. If an opportunity presented it then I’d take it, but unfortunately it didn’t and with Drake staying overnight I had to be careful in my own home.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>When you get home you discover Hana has forced some bulky person to be her boyfriend. He is very aggressive but also on a firm lease. Later Hana humiliates you further, then mentions she will have a party here tomorrow. That would be a good chance to get the phone back.<<endif>>
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[[Next Afternoon|HanaB7]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I took a deep breathe then approached Yumi. It was morning break and fortunately Yumi was alone. She had her eyes on her phone screen but knew I was there.
“What’s up?” She asked not looking at me.
“I’ve a problem.” Yumi stopped typing and rolled her eyes.
“So I’m guessing you no longer have your phone, and that the person who does have it has access to that app?” As always Yumi was sharp.
“Yeah…” No other way to put it.
“Alright I’ll bail you out, but you’ll owe me big time!” She seemed confident despite not knowing the circumstances. “So where is it now?”
“Hana has it. She… it’s a long story.”
“Which I don’t really care about. Well out of all the people who could steal your phone, Hana will be the easiest to get it back from.”
“Seriously?”
“Who do you think I am? All you need to do is give me the pin for your Wi-Fi.”
“ghht91b90.” I’d memorised it ages ago.
“See easy. I can handle the rest.” Yumi went back to typing on her phone. “I’ll come round your house later. If you hear me knocking on the door then I’ll already be finished.”
“Finished what?”
“Fixing this mess. Oh and greet me by saying ‘Welcome to the Pineapple Palace’. Since Hana can transform into you I need to be careful.” I highly doubted Hana would transform into me. Yumi didn’t comment any further than that. I just hoped she’d be able to live up to that promise.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You speak to Yumi at school. Tell simply asks for your Wi-Fi password then promises to handle the rest herself.<<endif>>
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[[Afternoon|HanaB7Y]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>As Dave arrived at school that morning I pulled him to the side. He followed me knowing I’d give him an explanation soon.
“My sister got my phone. She has the app now and is abusing the fuck out of its power.” I made it clear from my opening sentence what the problem was.
“Oh shit dude really? Man I thought Hana was nicer than that.”
“Yeah so did I. Turns out she is just like any other teenage girl when you get on the wrong side of her. So can you help me out?” For Dave it was a no brainer.
“Man I was really looking for to having some more fun with that thing.” There was his simple motivation. “Let’s quickly steal it back.” And there was his simple answer.
“Great but it isn’t as simple as you think. I have to do anything she tells me to do. I also can’t touch it or use it on her.”
“I’ll do it then. No sweat Joe I got you covered.” We began discussing our plan of action. “How about you just bag it and bring it to school tomorrow then I’ll do undo everything she has done to you?”
“Won’t be that easy. She won’t just let me take it. She’ll at the very least have it hidden and if goes missing she’ll order me to tell her where it is.”
“Oh right. Okay how about this. You distract her and I sneak into your house.” That plan had more potential but sneaking Dave into the house wasn’t as easy as he made it sound. With Hana’s power over my family I couldn’t trust anyone at home. I’d need to get Dave past Chloe, Hana and my dad. I’d then need to keep her away from the phone long enough for Dave to find it, unlock it and use it correctly. I just didn’t trust Dave with a task that complicated.
“Oh I’ve got it,” Dave declared. “We kill her…”
“We’re not killing my step-sister!”
“Let me finish. We kill her, take back the app then use it to revive her.”
“Oooooh. Man great idea Dave.” Maximum sarcasm mode engaged. “I can’t see anything wrong that might… wait hold on… what proof have either of us seen to suggest the app can target dead people let alone bring them back to life?” Dave’s plan relied on a huge maybe, and if it was wrong Hana would be dead.
“Okay okay. Look I’ll let you think up a plan and I’ll follow through with it.” At this stage I was second guessing my decision to have Dave help.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You explain the problem to Dave. He gives some stupids ideas but at least agrees to help.<<endif>>
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[[Afternoon|HanaB7D]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I took a deep breathe then approached Mei. It was morning break and fortunately Mei was alone.
“What’s up?” She asked as I approached.
“I’ve got a problem.” Mei looked at me and waited for me to explain. “Hana stole my phone and has now gone mad with power.”
“Oh crap really?” Mei knew the dangers of that power being in the wrong hands. “Can you get it back?”
“Maybe but I need help.” Mei understood why I had approached her.
“Sure I’ll help, but then we’ll be even after since I still owe you for getting rid of Kyoko.” She probably would have helped anyway. I needed her help badly though so I accepted her terms.
“So explain how she got the app?” Mei wanted every detail. I explained to her everything that had happened, and while she didn’t agree with what I’d done, she did agree Hana was going too far and had to be stopped.
“So you have to obey anything she says even without that mind control thing? That’ll be a nuisance. Well I can always just tackle her to the ground and snatch the phone. I’m guessing if she asks you to help you’ll be force to.” Mei was athletic, but so was Hana. Brute force might be risky.
“That sounds more like plan B. I’d rather something more clever for plan A.”
“Did you just insult me?”
“What? No.” Mei gave a loud ‘hmmm’ casting doubt on me.
“Well you’re welcome to come up with Plan A yourself. If you can’t then we’ll go with my idea.” In response to that I formed my own plan that I was sure would work, that was until I got home.
“Who the hell is Drake?” I asked Chloe when I learned that Hana had brought her new boyfriend Drake home. My plan depended heavily on Hana being alone, with Drake now a part of this it went out the window. Mei had followed me home not wanting to waste time. She was standing behind me at the conversation happened.
“Hi Chloe, Joe and I are going to his room to work on a group project named Plan B.” Mei was laughing at how quickly my plan had failed. We headed up to my room, creeping past Hana so she was unaware that Mei was here.
“Here.” Mei threw me her earphones. “Noise cancelling. You can’t obey if you don’t hear.” The earphones looked expensive. It was lucky Mei had them as she was probably right. I plugged my ears and turned on some music to ensure I couldn’t hear anything.
“This’ll work.” I pulled them out again.
“Great. Now call Hana over. I’ll hide and grab her.” Too obvious, she’d suspect something was up. I had a better plan. I plugged my ears, opened my door, took a deep breath and yelled across.
“Hana you’re a fat cow that nobody will ever find beautiful.” That would be sure to piss her off. Immediately her door opened and I backed into the corner of my room. Mei was instantly in hiding. Drake marched over and immediately grabbed me by the neck and held me against the wall. I coudn't hear him, but Whatever he was saying caused spit to fly out of his mouth and land on my face. Hana appeared behind him only to instantly be caught in an arm lock by Mei. She wasn’t gentle and Hana was instantly subdued with the phone falling from her hand. She’d already unlocked it planning to use it on me so Mei immediately picked it up and used it against her. Hana was frozen in place by her. Chloe who come to investigate was also then frozen in place. Last but not least Drake who still had me by the neck was also frozen. I broke free and unplugged my ears.
“Hey that was easy enough.” Mei looked at my phone pondering what to do next.
"Where did you learn that?" The way she had grabbed Hana seemed experienced.
"A girl needs her secrets." I guess she was entitled to them.
“Can I have that back?” I asked her. Dam my neck hurt.
“Yeah sure.” She handed it back to me. “Just don’t screw up again.” I’d take that warning to heart.
“We’ll I’m sure you’ve got plenty to fix. Catch you at school tomorrow.” Mei left me alone with Hana, Drake and Chloe still frozen. She was right I did have a lot to fix.
I set about the task of returning everything to normal. First I released Chloe then erased her memory of the past five minutes. She returned to what she was doing before none the wiser. Next was Drake’s turn. I freed him from Hana’s control and removed all orders she given him. I then sent him home but erased any memory of the app he may have had. Now it was time for Hana. First I turned Hana back to how she should look. I also fixed her personality and then altered her memory. She’d changed too much as her school and I didn’t want to waste time fixing all that, so I changed Hana’s motivation for it. She remembered the app and everything she’d done, but now she felt very sorry about it and understood why I’d done what I’d done. By evening I’d undone the orders she’d given Chloe and my dad and everything here was back to normal.
The next day the app updated with its ‘final update’. It was the ability to kind of rewrite history but I had no desire to use it. I kind of felt like this week had been a bit of a bust. Next week I’d make up for it tenfold.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You ask Mei for help and she assists you. She follows you home then during a confrontation with Hana she disarms her and steals the phone back. She gives it back to you and you begin fixing everything.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>It wasn’t until nine that people began to arrive for the party. Hana had again made me eat on the floor, and shortly after dinner Chloe and my dad left to see a movie then spend the night in a hotel. Sure that would screw up their ability to go to work in the morning but that didn’t bother Hana. Hana had done nothing to prepare, she instead made her boyfriend run to the shops to buy snacks and alcohol. She spent most of her time fine tuning her looks with the app. When the doorbell started ringing I knew it was time for action. Hana was wearing a tight one piece outfit that barely had a skirt let alone pockets. There was no way for her to have the phone on her so it had to be in her room. Moments after she was downstairs greeting people I slipped across and entered the bedroom. I had my gloves on so I could pick the phone up; I only needed to find it.
It was quickly clear that Hana had hidden the phone. Where did she hide it though was the question?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The time for action is now. You sneak into Hana's room but where do you search?<<endif>>
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[[Underwear drawer|HanaB8c]]
[[Along the wall|HanaB8a]]
[[Around the bed|HanaB8b]]
[[Inside a bag|HanaB8d]]
[[Up high|HanaB8e]]<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update3 = "yes">><<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Hana had been using my phone quite a bit. The battery wasn’t infinite so that meant it needed charged. All the charging sockets were along the wall so I needed to find one with a phone charger plugged into it and follow it to my phone. I quickly scanned the walls and was rewarded when I found a charger hidden behind her wardrobe. I tugged on the wire and out came my phone from behind it. I quickly tried to unlock it but to my dismay she’d changed the code. Smart, but not that smart. I tilted my phone towards the light so I could make out the pattern left behind by her fingers. It took me three tries but I got it right on the third one. I quickly targeted myself with the poser and gave myself a command.
“You must no longer obey any previous command given to you.” I prayed that would wipe my slate clean. I just had to get Hana alone now to turn things around. That opportunity threw itself at me. The door to her room opened and Hana stepped in expecting to find me there.
“Put down my phone.” I didn’t obey, possibly because it was my phone but hopefully because I was immune to her orders. Drake had followed her and immediately approached me.
“Hana order him to stop!” I ordered. It was quicker than switching targets.
“Drake stop!” Drake did as commanded. As I suspected he’d also received the order to do anything Hana ordered him to. “Joe give me the phone immediately and don’t you dare give me another order!”
“Or what?” That command had no power over me proving I’d freed myself. Now, it was time for revenge.
“Hana, close the door.” She did as commanded. “And Drake you will now leave the room and handle letting in the guests. Also you will stop obeying Hana’s vocal orders. Now go.” Oh I forgot to switch targets. I switched then reissued my order to him. He left leaving Hana and I alone.
“Take a seat.” This would take some time. Hana sat down on her bed and I pulled across her desk chair.
“Joe, I’m warning you…”
“Hana shut up.” She still acted like she had power. The modern world sure was toxic if it could do this to my previously adorable step-sister. “First and foremost, Hana you’re an idiot. Those people downstairs don’t know what is best for you. Yet to fit in you stabbed your family in the back, and used us a mere tools to help you with your desires. I’m pissed. Too pissed to just undo everything and make it so this never happened.” No, Hana was going to pay, not just for what she did but for what she was going to do. She had been corrupted by modern society, but I was going to show her society’s true face. I looked at her big breasted body with its fan tan, blonde hair and outrageous breasts. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You guess correctly and free yourself from Hana's control. She tries to stop you but it is too late. You turn things around and now are thinking about what to do.<<endif>>
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[[Quickly Fix Everything|HanaB9a]]
[[Have Some Fun|HanaB9b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>The bed was the best place to hide it, that’s where I’d hide it. I quickly lifted the pillow then the sheets followed by the mattress but there was no sign on it. I got low and looked beneath it in case she’d copied my idea to tape it to the underside but I had no such luck. There was stuff down here Hana was meant to have tidied up but shoved under here instead. I searched hoping to find my phone hidden amongst this crap. When the door to Hana’s room suddenly opened I hit my head against the wood.
“I knew I’d find you here!” It was Hana’ voice. With her was Drake and he was carrying a duffle bag. At Hana’s command he grabbed my ankles and pulled me out from under the bed.
“You searching through my girls stuff? I’ll fight you lets go outside,” Drake threatened.
“Drake stop it.” Hana called her dog off me. “Joe there is something I need you to do for me. You see my friend was telling me about this really cool party she was at.” Whenever Hana compared herself to one of the girls in my class things only got worse.
“Hana you need to stop comparing yourself to them!” I had to say it. I knew she’d ignore me but I still had to say it.
“I will once my life if as fun as theirs. Anyway at this party there was this guy who went around on all four pretending to be a dog. People would feed him treats and pet him. It sounds weird but it apparently a party isn’t a party unless there are weird people like that there. So… I need you to be the dog guy.”
“Make Drake do it, you already have him on lease anyway.”
“What you say?” Drake moved forward again but Hana pulled on his metaphorical lease.
“See?” I mocked him. Might as well get some fun in before I’m humiliated again. I was forced to open up the duffle bag and the contents horrified me. It was like a gimp outfit but with restraints that would force me to crawl on all fours. I was forced to put on the latex clothing, and then Hana put a collar around my neck and pulled on the chain. The outfit plugged my nose forcing me to breathe through my mouth. I was led down the stairs and presented in front of Hana’s ‘friends’. Most of them were actually guys, the few girls that were here were all here with their boyfriends. Evidently she still feared someone might try to steal her boyfriend even though he was forced into being loyal to her.
“Look at my new dog everyone!” Hana got everyone’s attention, but she didn’t get the reaction she expected.
“Holy shit Hana I was just joking about that story.” Nobody was laughing. They were all shocked by what they saw. I saw Hana’s hand tremble before she lost it.
“I said, look at my new dog! Come pet him.” She used the app on them all. I didn’t even know it could target so many people. “I’m amazing and you all think so too!” Her desire to be popular had completely taken over her. People started cheering and petting me while Hana absorbed all the attention. Her attempt at humiliation was lost when I realised that the people around me were now in the same boat. People were being forced to be happy, being forced to party in the way Hana imagined, and being forced to kiss her ass while pretending to like her.
The party ended hours later but Hana’s lust for popularity didn’t. She began making plans immediately for an even bigger party this weekend and expected Drake to fork the bill. That night I was allowed to return to my room finally free from the latex shackles. It was late and I wasn’t sure how I was meant to get any sleep. Drake was sleeping on the floor next to Hana’s bed. He was probably curled up at the base of her bed like the lapdog he was.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You fail to find the phone. Hana then appears and forces you to wear the most degrading outfit you could imagine. So degrading her friends are shocked by it. She uses the app to force them to cheer for her and enjoy the party.<<endif>>
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[[Next morning|HanaBend1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>The underwear drawer was the obvious place to hide it. She’d never think I’d go searching through there. I quickly opened up the sacred drawer and began to search through Hana’s collection of bra and panties. Well mostly panties as Hana didn’t need a bra until she got hold of the app.
I emptied her drawer but there was no sign on it. Maybe another drawer? I looked through them all but failed to find my phone hidden in any of them. Suddenly the door to Hana’s room suddenly opened I realised I’d been caught searching through Hana’s underwear.
“I knew I’d find you here!” It was Hana. With her was Drake and he was carrying a duffle bag.
“You searching through my girls stuff? I’ll fight you lets go outside,” Drake threatened getting up close.
“Drake stop it.” Hana called her dog off me. “Joe there is something I need you to do for me. You see my friend was telling me about this really cool party she was at.” Whenever Hana compared herself to one of the girls in my class things only got worse.
“Hana you need to stop comparing yourself to them!” I had to say it. I knew she’d ignore me but I still had to say it.
“I will once my life if as fun as theirs. Anyway at this party there was this guy who went around on all four pretending to be a dog. People would feed him treats and pet him. It sounds weird but it apparently a party isn’t a party unless there are weird people like that there. So… I need you to be the dog guy.”
“Make Drake do it, you already have him on lease anyway.”
“What you say?” Drake moved forward again but Hana pulled on his metaphorical lease.
“See?” I mocked him. Might as well get some fun in before I’m humiliated again. I was forced to open up the duffle bag and the contents horrified me. It was like a gimp outfit but with restraints that would force me to crawl on all fours. I was forced to put on the latex clothing, and then Hana put a collar around my neck and pulled on the chain. The outfit plugged my nose forcing me to breathe through my mouth. I was led down the stairs and presented in front of Hana’s ‘friends’. Most of them were actually guys, the few girls that were here were all here with their boyfriends. Evidently she still feared someone might try to steal her boyfriend even though he was forced into being loyal to her.
“Look at my new dog everyone!” Hana got everyone’s attention, but she didn’t get the reaction she expected.
“Holy shit Hana I was just joking about that story.” Nobody was laughing. They were all shocked by what they saw. I saw Hana’s hand tremble before she lost it.
“I said, look at my new dog! Come pet him.” She used the app on them all. I didn’t even know it could target so many people. “I’m amazing and you all think so too!” Her desire to be popular had completely taken over her. People started cheering and petting me while Hana absorbed all the attention. Her attempt at humiliation was lost when I realised that the people around me were now in the same boat. People were being forced to be happy, being forced to party in the way Hana imagined, and being forced to kiss her ass while pretending to like her.
The party ended hours later but Hana’s lust for popularity didn’t. She began making plans immediately for an even bigger party this weekend and expected Drake to fork the bill. That night I was allowed to return to my room finally free from the latex shackles. It was late and I wasn’t sure how I was meant to get any sleep. Drake was sleeping on the floor next to Hana’s bed. He was probably curled up at the base of her bed like the lapdog he was.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You fail to find the phone. Hana then appears and forces you to wear the most degrading outfit you could imagine. So degrading her friends are shocked by it. She uses the app to force them to cheer for her and enjoy the party.<<endif>>
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[[Next morning|HanaBend1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Girls kept everything in their bags. It was the obvious choice. I quickly opened her bag onto her desk letting the contents spill out. Holy hell did she had a lot of crap in here. I quickly snuffed through it all but there wasn’t anything I gave a shit about. I felt around inside the bag for pockets and found one containing what felt like a phone. Quickly I pulled it out but to my dismay it was Hana’s actual phone.
Maybe another bag? I looked through them all but failed to find my phone hidden in any of them. Suddenly the door to Hana’s room suddenly opened I realised I’d been caught searching through her bag. It was the greatest crime one could commit against a woman.
“I knew I’d find you here!” It was Hana. With her was Drake and he was carrying a duffle bag.
“You searching through my girls stuff? I’ll fight you lets go outside,” Drake threatened getting up close.
“Drake stop it.” Hana called her dog off me. “Joe there is something I need you to do for me. You see my friend was telling me about this really cool party she was at.” Whenever Hana compared herself to one of the girls in my class things only got worse.
“Hana you need to stop comparing yourself to them!” I had to say it. I knew she’d ignore me but I still had to say it.
“I will once my life if as fun as theirs. Anyway at this party there was this guy who went around on all four pretending to be a dog. People would feed him treats and pet him. It sounds weird but it apparently a party isn’t a party unless there are weird people like that there. So… I need you to be the dog guy.”
“Make Drake do it, you already have him on lease anyway.”
“What you say?” Drake moved forward again but Hana pulled on his metaphorical lease.
“See?” I mocked him. Might as well get some fun in before I’m humiliated again. I was forced to open up the duffle bag and the contents horrified me. It was like a gimp outfit but with restraints that would force me to crawl on all fours. I was forced to put on the latex clothing, and then Hana put a collar around my neck and pulled on the chain. The outfit plugged my nose forcing me to breathe through my mouth. I was led down the stairs and presented in front of Hana’s ‘friends’. Most of them were actually guys, the few girls that were here were all here with their boyfriends. Evidently she still feared someone might try to steal her boyfriend even though he was forced into being loyal to her.
“Look at my new dog everyone!” Hana got everyone’s attention, but she didn’t get the reaction she expected.
“Holy shit Hana I was just joking about that story.” Nobody was laughing. They were all shocked by what they saw. I saw Hana’s hand tremble before she lost it.
“I said, look at my new dog! Come pet him.” She used the app on them all. I didn’t even know it could target so many people. “I’m amazing and you all think so too!” Her desire to be popular had completely taken over her. People started cheering and petting me while Hana absorbed all the attention. Her attempt at humiliation was lost when I realised that the people around me were now in the same boat. People were being forced to be happy, being forced to party in the way Hana imagined, and being forced to kiss her ass while pretending to like her.
The party ended hours later but Hana’s lust for popularity didn’t. She began making plans immediately for an even bigger party this weekend and expected Drake to fork the bill. That night I was allowed to return to my room finally free from the latex shackles. It was late and I wasn’t sure how I was meant to get any sleep. Drake was sleeping on the floor next to Hana’s bed. He was probably curled up at the base of her bed like the lapdog he was.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You fail to find the phone. Hana then appears and forces you to wear the most degrading outfit you could imagine. So degrading her friends are shocked by it. She uses the app to force them to cheer for her and enjoy the party.<<endif>>
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[[Next morning|HanaBend1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>A high shelf or on top of something would be a good hiding place as it was above eye level. I pulled her chair over and looked around her shelves, then on top of her wardrobe but there was nothing but undisturbed dust. In my growing impatience I slipped while getting of the chair, landing on the floor with a loud thud. Shit. I began checking locations at random but my phone wasn’t in any of them.
The door to Hana’s room suddenly as I realised I’d been caught searching through Hana’s stuff but she probably guessed that much from the loud noise.
“I knew I’d find you here!” It was Hana. With her was Drake and he was carrying a duffle bag.
“You searching through my girls stuff? I’ll fight you lets go outside,” Drake threatened getting up close.
“Drake stop it.” Hana called her dog off me. “Joe there is something I need you to do for me. You see my friend was telling me about this really cool party she was at.” Whenever Hana compared herself to one of the girls in my class things only got worse.
“Hana you need to stop comparing yourself to them!” I had to say it. I knew she’d ignore me but I still had to say it.
“I will once my life if as fun as theirs. Anyway at this party there was this guy who went around on all four pretending to be a dog. People would feed him treats and pet him. It sounds weird but it apparently a party isn’t a party unless there are weird people like that there. So… I need you to be the dog guy.”
“Make Drake do it, you already have him on lease anyway.”
“What you say?” Drake moved forward again but Hana pulled on his metaphorical lease.
“See?” I mocked him. Might as well get some fun in before I’m humiliated again. I was forced to open up the duffle bag and the contents horrified me. It was like a gimp outfit but with restraints that would force me to crawl on all fours. I was forced to put on the latex clothing, and then Hana put a collar around my neck and pulled on the chain. The outfit plugged my nose forcing me to breathe through my mouth. I was led down the stairs and presented in front of Hana’s ‘friends’. Most of them were actually guys, the few girls that were here were all here with their boyfriends. Evidently she still feared someone might try to steal her boyfriend even though he was forced into being loyal to her.
“Look at my new dog everyone!” Hana got everyone’s attention, but she didn’t get the reaction she expected.
“Holy shit Hana I was just joking about that story.” Nobody was laughing. They were all shocked by what they saw. I saw Hana’s hand tremble before she lost it.
“I said, look at my new dog! Come pet him.” She used the app on them all. I didn’t even know it could target so many people. “I’m amazing and you all think so too!” Her desire to be popular had completely taken over her. People started cheering and petting me while Hana absorbed all the attention. Her attempt at humiliation was lost when I realised that the people around me were now in the same boat. People were being forced to be happy, being forced to party in the way Hana imagined, and being forced to kiss her ass while pretending to like her.
The party ended hours later but Hana’s lust for popularity didn’t. She began making plans immediately for an even bigger party this weekend and expected Drake to fork the bill. That night I was allowed to return to my room finally free from the latex shackles. It was late and I wasn’t sure how I was meant to get any sleep. Drake was sleeping on the floor next to Hana’s bed. He was probably curled up at the base of her bed like the lapdog he was.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You fail to find the phone. Hana then appears and forces you to wear the most degrading outfit you could imagine. So degrading her friends are shocked by it. She uses the app to force them to cheer for her and enjoy the party.<<endif>>
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[[Next morning|HanaBend1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>The sun rose but I didn’t feel like greeting it. Life was torment. Tired after not sleeping I stumble out of bed and headed down to make breakfast. Above me I heard Hana wake up and she gave off an excited scream. Next thing I knew she was downstairs looking smug holding my phone.
“You were wrong!” She announced. “I can be the most popular girl in the world!”
“Huh? Did I ever say… fuck it I don’t care.” My opinion was as valuable to her as pig crap.
“The app updated and now I can use to make me popular. Everyone will want to know me, and will think I’m cool, and…”
“Hurray you get the only thing that ever mattered to you. You’re the only one who actually cares so go for it.” Hana glared at me then saw I was eating at the table. Her order only applied to dinner so breakfast allowed me to eat like a human.
“Get onto the floor and eat like a dog.” I saw that coming. I slid out of my chair and moved my cereal bowl to the floor.
“Now watch this.” Unfortunately I had to obey. “Make me the most popular girl in the world!” Hana announced activating whatever feature the app had been updated with this morning. Something in me changed, in fact it wasn’t just me. It was everyone. Suddenly everyone knew who Hana was, what she looked like and even where she lived. People envied her but would rush to take a selfie with her if given the chance. She’d achieved what it was she desired, she was the most popular girl on earth.
But, having your name, face and address known to everyone on earth was something only truly shallow individuals wanted. Anyone with sense knew that there were people on earth who you should never revealed yourself to, and Hana had just done just that.
There was a ring at the door. Five minutes had passed since Hana had changed the world.
“Joe get the door!” Hana ordered me seeing such a mundane task as below her. I stood up and opened the door to find standing there <<click "a woman ">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHunter.png]]<</replace>><</click>>with white hair and a glowing red eye.
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“Step aside,” she ordered. Much like with the app I was compelled to obey. “So this is the home of the world famous Hana? Geez it looks to normal, you’d almost think Hana obtained her fame magically though some wish. Really that wasn’t smart though as anyone out there searching for say a wish granting device would immediately know where to find it.”
The mysterious woman strode into the kitchen were Hana and Drake were eating. Drake ignored her while Hana immediately stood up.
“Who is this woman Joe?”
“Me? I’m just an adoring fan… as if. Out of everything that power has ever been used for, what you did takes the prize for being the most selfish and idiotic. Well time for to reclaim it.” Hana grabbed my phone and held it close to her chest.
“You can’t have it! I need it!”
“This was a fun game but I’ve lost interest.” The woman snatched the phone from Hana. Drake continued to pretend nothing was happening. Hana had evidently screwed up one of the orders she gave him. The woman crushed the phone in her hand. Suddenly a red slug creature jump out but she snatched it mid-air.
“The damage you’ve caused is so great that I’ll have to turn everything back to how it should be. What a pain… but I think I can satisfy your desire for popularity.” Her entire body began glowing as the slug squirmed aggressively. The next thing I knew there was bright flash and the women was gone.
“Wow what the fuck?” Drake suddenly remembered he existed. “Shit I need to get home.” He got up and began to gather his stuff.
“Drake stop!” Hana ordered. It had no effect. If Drake was free from her then that must mean I was also free.
“Hana. You suck.” I was being mean to her. I shouldn’t have been able to do that so than meant I was free. Everything was back to normal… except it wasn’t. There was one slight change that had been made to the world and that was the appearance of a mysterious website that for 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, would broadcast Hana. Everything Hana could see and hear was broadcast live across the globe along with a transcribe of her thoughts. Everyone knew about her, but at the cost of a total loss of privacy. I never saw the stranger or the app after that, but the website broadcasting Hana's life stayed up forever.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Hana uses the app to make everyone know her name and adore her. This causes Hunter to instantly know the app's location. Within five minutes she arrives at the door to reclaim it. After returning everything to normal Hunter teaches Hana a lesson about being popular.<<endif>>
~ Bad End - Social Disaster ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<set $update3 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>My wish was granted in the form of a personality modifier. The moment I saw the new feature I checked it out and let out a small cheer. I could alter my personality or swap it with someone else. I immediately knocked on Hana’s door and entered.
“Guess what?” She didn’t respond. Oh right I forgot to enable her ability to speak again. “You can talk again.” I ordered.
“Joe turn us back now!”
“Oh and from now on you are only to refer to me as Hana.”
“I refuse! You’re Hana so… I mean you’re Hana… dammit Hana!” Clearly that was working.
“Now let’s try this.” I swapped around our personalities. I didn’t feel much of a difference at first. “Hmm, I don’t really feel different. How about you bro?” Wow did I just say bro? I was speaking just like Hana now. Well actually right now I pretty much was Hana.
“Joe turn me back now!” Ugh she was still going on about that.
“I was going to stay as you until morning, but after last night I’ve change my mind. Let’s try out a whole day.”
“A whole day? Are you an idiot? That’ll never work.”
“It’ll work because I’m telling you to make it work.” I targeted her with the poser again but then decided against it. “I have your body; if you ever want it back then I suggest you play nice. If get me in trouble then you’ll be staying in my body until you’ve atoned for it.” Instead of forcing her to obey I’d just use intimidation. “Now it’s about time for us to start getting ready for school.”
The first test would come at the breakfast table. As per usual Chloe was the first down. I let Hana go down first, and then followed shortly after.
“Wow you’re up early,” Chloe said as I sat down.
“It’s a new me,” I joked back. I saw the real Hana glare at me. She was so tempted to say something, but the orders I had given her would make it a nightmare for her to communicate our secret. We just quietly ate breakfast.
“Joe you better hurry or you’ll be late for the bus,” Chloe warned Hana. Hana slowly got up and left but not before giving me one last foul look.
“Did something happen between you two?” Was that the legendary mother’s intuition?
“Just an argument, Joe can be stubborn sometimes. Well I better finish getting ready.” I returned to my bedroom to finish changing. I gave my body a twirl in the mirror as I admired its form. I really don’t understand why Hana hated her body so much? Honestly I should just keep it. I had more respect for it than she did.
I picked up her school diary which had her class schedule neatly copied down one the front page. Today would be fun. Chloe would drop me off just outside the school gates so getting there wasn’t an issue. All I had to do was blend in.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>That morning you awake to find you can now copy Hana's personality. You do this to and give her yours. Now you are ready to go to school pretending to be her.<<endif>>
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[[Next|HanaSw2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $HanaFlag1 = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Have a good day honey,” Chloe said as I slipped out of the car.
“See you later mom.” I grabbed my bag and closed the door. I took a moment to smile then joined the tide of students in the same uniform as me heading towards the school. Hana’s school was a league above my own. It had a nicer location and was only built about seven years ago so was semi-modern. No wonder her school was higher ranked, the building alone was less depressing.
My first class was maths and I quickly realised I was screwed. Whatever was being taught was way ahead of what Mrs Clark was currently on. Mrs Clark spent so much time giving people detention that she barely had time to teach. I did my best and fortunately nobody checked up on the lack of progress I’d made during the lesson. I felt I had actually learnt something though, more than I usually did in Mrs Clarks’s classes.
The next class was history, one of the few subjects I enjoyed. Unfortunately Hana’s class was covering a topic I’d never touched.
“Robespierre’s influence in the French Revolution is a hot topic, some argue without him the revolution would have failed and modern France would still be a Monarchy.” I had no idea what the teacher was saying. The French Revolution was never covered in my class and I preferred more modern topics like the Cold War.
“Hana did you catch Honey Beach Boys yesterday?” The girl next to me whispered. What the fuck was that?
“No I must have missed it.”
“It’s good, watch it on catch up. Hey did you do your homework for chemistry?” I had no idea.
“You shouldn’t be so dependent on me.” A simple cover that worked even if Hana hadn’t done it. As I’d learn later, she hadn’t.
“I’m shocked Hana, you never forget your homework,” her teacher berated.
“I’m sorry. I won’t happen again.” I’d said that so many times to my usual teachers it had lost all meaning. Here however it actually worked.
“I’ll forgive you, please don’t let it happen again.” Holy shit that worked. The lesson resumed like normal and did my best to follow so I could actually complete my homework later.
“Why didn’t you just say you hadn’t done it?” The girl from before was next to me again. I’d learned her name was Gemma. She seemed to be Hana’s friend and we shared a number of classes.
“My memory has been fuzzy recently, what other homework did we have?” I faked illness to cover up for my lack of knowledge. She told me what I was meant to have done for the next class; fortunately that work had been issued in advance to Hana had already done it. I cruised through that lesson as well.
Lunch came around soon after, and I experienced a whole new world of school dining. Hana’s canteen was twice the size of the one at my crappy school, and it had more lines as well. The food line and pay line were different; students lined up to get food then moved to a till to pay. The food lines were themselves split into four and the system was overall just more efficient. On top of it all the food had taste. What I got tasted like actual cooking instead of gruel mixed with curry sauce and poured onto rice.
“Amazing.” It tasted so good.
I joined Gemma at a table with Hana’s other friends. Their topics didn’t give me much room to contribute though. I couldn’t care less about the guys at the school but I had to admit, it was more interesting than when they started talking about taking the ultimate selfie. In fact from what I could understand all their future travel plans seemed based entirely on what selfies they could take at said location. I couldn’t have been gladder when they finished eating and dispersed.
The rest of the day went smoothly. A few bumps here and there but nobody suspected that I wasn’t actually Hana. With her body and personality I made a convincing act. I arrived home before the real Hana did. Chloe worked late on Wednesdays so I had the house to myself for a bit. I headed upstairs and into my new room without bothering with my old one. I was sick of my school uniform so I decided to try something different. I undressed but stopped to admire Hana’s body in the mirror. She really had a great figure. Sure her cup size was below average but that had its own charm. Maybe Hana would learn to respect this body a little more now that she had experienced what it was like to be someone else. Until then however it was mine to do with as I pleased.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You have a fun time at Hana's school. A few bumps but nothing major and nobody learns of who you really are. Later at home you are alone in Hana's room admiring your body.<<endif>>
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[[Get dressed|HanaSw3]]
[[Have some fun first|HanaSw2b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I heard the door shut just as I finished changing into something more comfortable. As fun as it had been to go to Hana’s school, I did hate the mundane colours of her uniform. I heard her come up stairs and then without asking she opened the door to find me sitting on her bed.
“How was school Joe?” I taunted.
“Shitty ass shitty, no wonder you’re a failure.” She really wasn’t making much attempt to get back on my good side. “And what is up with that bitch Mrs Clark? She gave me a detention tomorrow for pointing out that you’re not meant to use capital letters in algebra because it’s confusing. Dumb bitch.” I’d never heard Hana swear so freely. She’d definitely gotten used to having my personality.
“Oh? I had a great day.”
“I bet you did, now swap us back!”
“Did you apologise to Mrs Clark?”
“What? Hell no.” Evidently she forgot about what I told her this morning.
“So you got me in trouble then left it for me to deal with? I don’t care for Mrs Clark's detention sessions. We can swap back tomorrow after you’ve paid the piper.”
“What? Hana give me my body back! Do you think people won’t figure this out? People are going to notice when I screw up because I haven’t been taking the same lessons as you or because I don’t the names of anyone I should know.” She had a point. However every morning this week the app had updated itself with a handy new feature. I had a good feeling that tomorrow things would get a lot easier.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Hana returns and complains about her day. She demands you swap her back, but she also got you in trouble with Mrs Clark so you insist she be the one to pay the piper.<<endif>>
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[[Next day|HanaSw4]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $HanaFlag1 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t want Hana knowing so the best time was before she got home. I laid back on her bed and began to run my hands across this delicate body. So smooth and sensitive. It still blew my mind how different went felt.
<<if $day1sx is "no">>This was my first time feeling her body like this. I was a little hestitant but my desires were driving me to continue.<<endif>><<if $day1sx is "yes">>This would be the second time I've masturbated with her body. Doing it again had been on my mind ever since the last time.<<endif>>
My fingers brushed across the closed lips of my smooth snatch. I spread my folds and gently slid <<click "a finger inside">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/HanaBodySwap1.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. It was tight, and that tightness felt amazing. I began to stir around, using the full length of my finger to stimulate myself. Fluids began to spill out as my body heated up in response to my touches.
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My other hand toyed with my breasts and the combined pleasure drowned out the rest of my thoughts. Even if I gave Hana back her body I’d still have to borrow it occasionally just to experience this. A second finger entered me, drenching in my juices. Knowing nobody was home I allowed loud moans to escape through my mouth. I never understood why girl’s moaned so loudly until now. I felt something surge inside me and I cried out as my orgasm hit. My back arched as the white flash tore through my body sending me to heaven.
“So good.” I went limp, collapsing on the damp bed. This body was just so good and I’d only scratched the surface. I know I told Hana I’d give it back, but I was beginning to have second thoughts.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use this opportunity to explore Hana's body a little, pleasuring yourself with your fingers.<<endif>>
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[[Next|HanaSw3]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>My intuition proved true as the app updated with the feature I wanted most right now, memory alteration.
“Also include is the memory alteration feature! Copy people's memories, erase their old ones or even give them fake ones! Make them believe whatever you want them to with this easy to use function.” In addition to being able to target multiple people now I could also manipulate memories. There was no question about who would be my first test subject.
I very quietly opened the doors between our rooms and snuck in. Hana was still sleeping like she usually was at this time in the morning. I quickly targeted her with the memory alteration function and hit copy. This might be intense so I returned to my new room to lie on the bed before transferring the memories across. Interestingly several options had appeared to allow me to ‘trim’ the memories I’d just copied. I didn’t bother with that. I targeted myself as the recipient, took a deep breath and hit apply. My head was flooded with knowledge as Hana’s memories poured into me. I could remember everything about her life now as if it was my own. Her 10th birthday party, her holiday to Paris and even her father, a man she avoided talking about. I also now knew the names of her friends and teachers, and I could now handle any question thrown at me in class. Yet despite it all I still knew that I was me.
“I guess I should give something back.” I targeted myself with the copy function. I didn’t want Hana to have everything, just what she needed to pass for me. I began trimming off a lot of personal memories, leaving her with the names of my friends and relatives, all the knowledge she’d need for school and some other stuff I didn’t care about her knowing. Once it was ready and snuck back across and gave her my gift. The transfer must have triggered something as she woke up almost immediately. Good, I wanted to see what she thought of it.
“Why are you here?” She asked seeing me in her room.
“No reason. How do you feel?”
“What did you do?” Did she feel something was different, or had my question made it too obvious I had done something?
“Nothing much. Anyway do you remember what class I have after lunch today?”
“History, why?” Immediate answer. She knew my class schedule as well as I did which meant it had worked. I wonder how long until she figured out she knew more than she should?
“No reason. Anyway I just wanted to remind you that if you don’t apologise to Mrs Clark you won’t be getting your body back.”
“Yeah yeah, I’ve apologised to that fat bitch before, doesn’t make a… wait.” Oh she’d realised it. She had memories of giving Mrs Clark fake apologies that she shouldn’t have.
“Why can I remember that?”
“Just a little gift to help you out. Well I’ll see you at breakfast.” I left knowing everything was working at intended.
At breakfast I was able to talk with Chloe naturally, even when mentioning incidents from Hana’s past I was able to follow and give a proper response. At school the story was much the same. I could speak with her friends about all the topics Hana loved, including those shitty reality shows which I admit did have ‘some’ charm I guess. I also found some of her emotions begin to merge with mine, such as disgust towards one of her less than hygienic teachers. Why was he even on the payroll?
At lunch we talked naturally about all the usual girlish subjects. Frankly though even Hana’s memories weren’t enough to make me warm up to them.
“So I was at this party and they had this guy there that was like dressed as a dog. I mean he would walk only on all fours and would bark instead of talking. You could even feed him, it was insane. It was a really cool party; you guys would have loved to be there.” The girl speaking was a liar. I could tell because I’d already heard the same dumb story at my school. A part of me almost believed her though, and that part was entirely Hana. Did Hana actually believe in the crap her friends were sprouting? No wonder she felt so jealous of them.
The real joy of the day was gym class. I entered the changing room after lunch like any other girl and was treated to sight of several dozen girls changing. It was a man’s dream to be able to do this. Hana had a few drop dead stunning beauties in her class and I got to watch them change just a bench away. I’m glad I choose to stay as Hana for today. I would have missed this otherwise.
Following getting changed was the gym class itself. That was where I really got to have fun with Hana’s body. She was a gymnast and with her memories now merged with my own I was able to control her body perfectly as I did things my old body would have never been able to do. Backflips, triple spins and the ability to grab the bar with my hands and hold my entire body straight above it. I almost felt bad for giving Hana my crappy body in exchange for this one, almost.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The app updates with a new feature that allows for memory alteration. You use it to steal Hana's memories and give her a few of yours in return.
That day you pass for her perfectly. Nobody can tell you apart from the real Hana now.<<endif>>
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<<if $HanaFlag1 is "no">>[[After school|HanaSw5]]<<endif>><<if $HanaFlag1 is "yes">>[[After school|HanaSwAlter]]<<endif>>
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I got home before Hana again. Since she had detention there wasn’t any contest. Chloe was home as well and with Hana’s memories mixing with mine I was automatically calling her mom without even thinking about it. After a short conversation I returned to my room and opened my bag to start on my homework. It wasn’t until I’d already finished the first set of questions I began to question why I was even doing this? I’d gotten too used to the flow of Hana’s life I guess. I put the pen down, but boredom overcame me and I resumed working shortly after. Before I knew it I’d done it all and over an hour had passed. Just as I put the books away I heard a knock on my door.
“What’s up?” It was Joe’s knock. I mean it was… my own which meant it was Hana at the door. This was getting confusing. Oddly I hadn’t heard her come through the front door.
“I did it. I apologised like you ask me to.” She seemed, less angry than before. “Being you is hard… I thought I had it shitty but you, you’ve got it way worse.”
“It’s not that bad.”
“Hana. I’m sorry about before.” She was apologising, and she actually seemed sincere. “I’ll listen to you from now on. I’m sorry I got annoyed when you tried to help me before. I kind of understand you a bit better now so… if you want to stay as me a little longer then I won’t argue.” Now I was starting to feel bad...<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You return home and decide to do your homework. Hana comes home later and apologizes. You begin to feel a bit guilty...<<endif>>
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[[Not!|HanaSw6a]]
[[I should return us to normal|HanaSw6b]]
[[Neither us should have to be me|HanaSw6c]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Maybe she was trying to trick me, or maybe she actually felt bad, it didn’t matter. If Dave hadn’t had the stupid idea of giving me immunity then I’d be Hana’s slave right now. It’s easy to apologise when the person you were going to enslave is now in control.
“If you’re serious about that then you won’t mind staying as me.” I waited for a reaction.
“Okay.” She still sounded sincere. “I can learn to appreciate being you.” She left without argument. If this was a long con she sure had thought it through. I’m sure she’d crack soon enough and come begging for her body. In the meantime I was going to continue enjoying myself. Comparing my life to hers, I much preferred hers. She had a better school, was semi-popular and had a brighter future than I did. In fact there was only one real issue that I could foresee with me staying as Hana, and that was the real Hana. If I left things as they were then I’d have to be constantly watching my back, but what if she didn’t know about any of that?
“Yeah, that’ll work.” I’d already altered her body so she looked like me and altered her personality so she acted like me. All I had to do was make it so she believed that she was me. The memory feature could handle that. Although maybe it would be worth seeing what tomorrow would bring first.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You aren't sure if she telling the truth or not. You want to stay like this to tell her your intentions which she accepts. Tmorrow you plan to make this arrangement permenant.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|HanaSw7a]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was time to end this game, first however I needed to confirm Hana had actually learnt the lesson I was trying to teach her.
“Do you remember why this happened?” I asked her.
“Because I was a bitch?” Half-correct.
“Kind of. I want hear you say why this happened.” Hana had to think back to remember what happened on the day I stole her body.
“I… I wanted to look prettier but you said I was already beautiful. I tried to force you to help me and you got annoyed. Hana I’m sorry about I tried to do.”
“You call me Joe again.”
“Thanks Joe. I guess I didn’t appreciate how lucky I was. I kept comparing myself with others and that caused friction between us.” She really did understand.
“Can I trust you now?” She didn’t answer. Was that a sign she didn’t trust herself? If she understood why I had done what I did then she shouldn’t be a danger anymore. I targeted us with the app and swapped back our bodies. This meant the phone was back in her hand but she didn’t do anything with it. Well technically my orders for her to not use it still stood. I took it from her then swapped back our personalities. Then to finish it off I removed all the orders I had given her.
“Thanks bro.” She looked at her hands glad to have them again. “I promise I’ll never complain about my body or you again.”
“It seems you’ve learnt an important lesson, even if it was a pain to teach you it,” I joked back. I returned back to my room wondering if I should also erase some or all of Hana’s memories. I ultimately decided against booth. I think knowing what my life was like had helped her mature a little. I didn’t want to erase any of that experience. As for my memories of her I decided to get rid all those I’d stolen from her, keeping only what was related to her school life.
The following day I got back into the pattern of my own life. The app did update but it wasn’t a feature that I saw any use in. This week had certainly been an experience, but now I was ready for the next one that I was certain would be just as eventful as the first.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide enough is enough. You ensure Hana can be trusted then swap back. Time to return to being Joe and think about next week.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t want to return to being me, but I also didn’t want to continue to force Hana to do so either.
“Hana, after experiencing my life do you think I’d willingly go back to it?”
“I… No. If I was you and had the power to change things then I’d use that power. Kind of like how you already have.”
“What if neither us had to be Joe, and both of us could be Hana?”
“I’m not following? Like fuse us together?” While I could do something sort of like that, I was thinking of something different. I targeted myself with the copy function, then applied that to Hana transforming her.
“I’m me again!” She was overjoyed with being back in her body but we both knew this wouldn’t work. There couldn’t be two Hanas and zero Joes. The memory alteration feature could over things in the short term but it couldn’t target the entire globe… or so we thought.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You don't want to torture Hana, but you also don't want to give this up. You make it so you are both Hana and will handle problems as they arise.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|HanaSw7c]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I got home before Hana again. Since she had detention there wasn’t any contest. Chloe was home as well and with Hana’s memories mixing with mine I was automatically calling her mom without even thinking about it. After a short conversation I returned to my room and looked at myself in the mirror again. It slowly began to undo the uniform, striking a sexy pose as I shred each of my layers.
“She really can be sexy if she wants to.” Hana must have been blind to not see this body’s beauty. I stripped down to just my underwear and sat on the floor legs spread. If I recorded this and uploaded it to the internet then I bet I’d get plenty of people who agree that this body is sexy as hell. I wonder how Hana would react to that? The thought of people watching me was turning me on. I began to imagine an audience captivated by me posing for them. I placed my hand on my panties and began to rub it. A moist patch appeared as my lust grew. I gave the girl in the mirror a tease as I stripped my panties down and tossed them aside. I hadn’t bothered with a bra today so I was now completely naked. I got closer to the mirror then spread my legs again for it.
“Such a pretty pink.” I wish I could have buried my face in it. Sadly my fingers would have to do. I inserted my index <<click "finger inside">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MaScene2.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. It felt amazing as I stirred it around to coat it with my love juices. Once wet I pulled it out and sucked on it, giving me a taste of my body.
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“So this is what I waste like.” I wanted more. I inserted two fingers inside as I masturbated using my tight pussy. Each movement dosed me in pleasure but also increased my desire for me. I could feel it, my orgasm was approaching. I increased the pace and then came the moment I desire. A tidal wave of pleasure that drowned my thoughts and flooded my mind.
“I’m cumming!” I cried, hitting my climax and spraying the mirror with my juices. My body went limp in the aftermath as I lay on the floor breathing deeply. That was amazing, but it wasn’t enough. Maybe three fingers would be able to satisfy me? No even that wouldn’t do. I knew what my body wanted, and I knew that it would be arriving home soon.
“I’m home,” I heard his voice. I hungrily sat up and changed location. I heard Joe ascend the stairs and then he opened the door to his bedroom to find me sitting there in wait.
“Hana? What are you doing? Where are you clothes?”
“Come inside and close the door.” He had to obey that command, but that was the only thing I’d be forcing him to do.
“Hana why are you naked on my bed?”
“Because I was waiting for you to get home.” I stood up and got closer to him. He took a step back putting his back against the wall. I got closer and pressed my chest against him looking up. “Haven’t you ever wondered what it would feel like?”
“What what would feel like?”
“Sex,” I whispered.
“N-no!”
“Liar.” If he wasn’t the least bit turned on then why was he erect? I could feel the boner that was poorly hidden by his school trousers. Dave couldn’t go 5 minutes without changing the conversation topic to sex. I wonder how much thought Joe had given it.
“We shouldn’t be doing this.”
“Shouldn’t, but we can. I’m curious, you’re curious. Why don’t we solve this mystery together?” He didn’t have the courage to reply. Fortunately I’d been around Hana’s friends. It was their lies that had led for this to happen, and it would be their lies that aided me in getting what I wanted.
“You none of your friends are virgins. They’ve all said they’ve done it by now.” Most of them being lairs, and the few who weren’t had already had sex with half the school. “They say the first time is the hardest, but I can handle that burden for you.” My lips were mere inches from his. My seduction finally captured him.
He grabbed my shoulders and kissed me with his inexperienced lips. Now he was mine to do with as I pleased. I slid down his pants and freed the cock inside. Knowing that beast would soon be inside me I prepared by coating it with my saliva. Dave sometimes made jokes about sucking his own cock; I never imagined I’d be able to actually do it. I took as much of the shaft inside my mouth as I could, getting it wet and also giving it some service to really get it hard. Once it was ready it was time for the next stage. My pussy was burning in anticipation as I led him to my bed and laid him flat. I positioned myself over him and slid down. I <<click "teased his cock">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/HanaScene5.png]]<</replace>><</click>> with my foot then I rubbed my pussy against his shaft before spreading my snatch to welcome it inside.
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It felt like I was being split open by it. Something inside painfully tore as I struggled to accommodate the beast inside my delicate pussy. Yet despite all this I kept on going, doing everything I could to fit it all inside. Soon I was completely stuffed. I could feel it brushing against the entrance to my womb and the pain from before was beginning to fade. I began to rock my hips as my pussy hugged the monster inside me. Soon Joe was joining in as well, and as it went on he became more into it. My motions weren’t enough for him and he pushed me over, holding me from behind was he rammed his thick monster into me. I began moaning uncontrollably. It was too good. My senses were being overloaded as he thrust into me. It didn’t matter who heard me, I could erase their memories later. For now I just let my voice cry out as my insides were torn asunder by the cock that used to be mine. He was getting ready to cum, but I wasn’t going to let him finish so soon.
“Don’t you dare cum until I do!” I ordered. I wonder how absolute that order would be. He thrust even harder than before and got even rougher with each thrust. My pussy was burning with pleasure as was my entire body. This was beyond what I could have ever imagined. This feeling, I could give it up.
“I’m cumming! Cum inside me!” If my previous climaxes were like tidal waves, then this one could be described as an atomic detonation. It was so powerful that the pleasure knocked me unconscious temporarily, and when my mind returned I discovered my pussy filled with sticky whiteness.
“That was amazing. I feel so… amazing!” Joe declared. The experience had affected him in a very different way than me. “I feel like I can take on the world!” The testosterone was seeping into his brain. Well I guess that made us both very happy with this exchange.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You get home before Hana use the time to continue exploring the pleasures of the female body. Desiring more you ambush Hana when she gets home in your body and seduce her. You suck her off then ride her cock, sending you to new heights of pleasure.<<endif>>
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“That doesn’t really seem like it’s relevant.” Everyone already thought this was how I always was, well except for Hana. I wonder what kind of effect it would have on her? It might be confusing. I’d go with my original plan instead. She probably wasn’t awake yet so I crept across the hall into her room. Just like I thought she was sleeping soundly in the bed. I ordered her to remain asleep until I said a specific word.
Next I targeted her with the app’s memory feature then began stripping away everything that was Hana, and transferring across everything from me that was Joe. There was bit of back and forth fiddling but when I was done tinkering I hit apply then woke her up. This time the girl she saw wasn’t her brother in her body, but her step-sister in the body she could always remember her having.
“Why are you in my room?” The boy asked.
“I heard you lost your phone so came to wake you up.”
“Huh?” The new Joe checked the desk clock. “I don’t get up for another ten minutes.” It had worked. Hana usually set her alarm for twenty minutes after mine but she had just quoted the time I usually set the alarm for. She thought she was me; she had no idea that everything she knew was a lie. Perfect.
“Oh my mistake.” The app was stuck on my phone so there was a slight problem there. I’d factory reset Hana’s old one then give it to the new Joe as a replacement for the time being. I had no interest in regular phones now.
“Well I’ll see you at breakfast.” I turned to leave cracking a devilish smile as I left. It was done. Starting today I no longer had to live as Joe. That name belonged to my step-brother and my new name was Hana.
~ End - Replacing My Sister ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]“Good morning Chloe,” I greeted as I arrived in the kitchen. I pulled out a chair and adjusted my new skirt as I sat down.
“Good morning Alice,” Chloe replied. She smiled at me believing that I was and always had been her daughter Alice. The app had updated again that morning giving me the function I desired most. The newest feature was a rather impressive one that allowed me to alter my very existence to match whatever body I was in. I could also fabricate a backstory, altering memories, photos and records to say whatever I wanted. I wasn’t actually changing the past; I couldn’t make Germany win The Second World War II for example. What I could do however was make it so that Chloe, my dad and even the government believed I had always been Chloe’s daughter and Hana’s twin sister.
“Hey sister,” Hana greeted with sass as she entered the kitchen. She was the only one who knew the truth.
“You’re up early,” Chloe remarked.
“I thought I’d take after my sister a little,” Hana winked. When using the ‘Mass Memory Alteration’ as it was called I could select who would be unaffected by it. Obviously I had selected myself and Hana to keep our memories. Joe no longer existed. All records of his existence erased or altered to the new me. The app’s power had already been impressive, but this final feature took the cake. The only problem it had was that it ate my phone’s battery when used. I guess changing the world required a lot of power. As I munched on my breakfast I thought about my future as Alice. I’d miss my old school a little but just a little. I had a lot to look forward to in my new life though, and on top of it all I was even closer to Hana than before. She’d also learned to love her body a lot more which was always a good thing.
~ End - Double the Hana ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]I put away the massive vibrator satisfied for today. I should really let my pussy rest or it might get too stretched. Well I doubt Joe would complain, as my own demand cock he was the reason it was stretched as much as it was. Following our first experience I’d used the app on my body to keep things fresh and exciting, but sadly those days were now over. The app had been unfortunately destroyed a few weeks ago. It was fun while it lasted, but not having the convenience of erasing my folks’ memories when they caught us fucking was a pain. Joe was enjoying his new life as a teenage boy. He’d joined the rugby club and had also started growing a beard. He’d taken my body and made it his own. He’d really turned the life I gave him around.
As for me, I was content so long I got to pleasure myself every day. The changes I’d made to myself before I lost the app gave me a leg up on the competition. I was happy, the new Joe was happy and nobody else knew the truth about what had really happened. I was glad the app had chosen me because I would have never achieved this kind of happiness without it.
~ End - Two Happy Step-Siblings ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I got home from school at my usual time. I’d come up with several plans for several situations that might have arisen, but not quite for the one I was about to encounter. I saw Chloe’s car in the drive and found Chloe herself in the living room watching TV.
“Hey Chloe, is Hana home?” First and foremost, find out where Hana is.
“Yeah. She is upstairs with Drake.”
“Who?” Who the fuck was Drake.
“Her boyfriend. She brought him home today.” She has a boyfriend now? Why do I feel like the guy didn’t have a choice in the matter? I headed upstairs quietly to peek in on them. Her door was slightly ajar so I was able to spot a new face sitting on her bed.
“What do you think of this?”
“Looks great babe.” Holy hell his voice was deep. He was also tall, muscular and had the build of a rugby player. Evidently Hana had brainwashed the best man she could.
“Oh and this?” Hana appeared to be showing off her clothes to him.
“Yeah amazing. No girl could ever be more beautiful that you.” He was giving Hana compliment after compliment. His eye suddenly caught sight of me and he immediately stood up.
“Hey what the fuck do you want?” By God was he aggressive. He threw open Hana’s door exposing the fact she was in an ill-fitting bikini.
“Hey calm down,” I tried reasoning but it was useless.
“Were you looking at my girl? Fucking pig go get your own girlfriend. I’ll fucking fight you right now. Let’s take this outside.”
“Drake stop!” Hana shouted to intervene. Her ‘boyfriend’ was fronting on me, looking down with his face close to mine. “This is my worthless brother, you can ignore him. It’s only other guys you need to worry about.” Had she ordered Drake to pick a fight with any guy who looked her way or something?
“Hi…” I said. Drake’s behaviour wasn’t normal. He got jealous and aggressive the moment he suspected someone else of looking at Hana. Maybe at a nightclub he had to be worried of other guys trying to steal his girl, but in his girlfriend’s own home that never happened.
“You better keep your eyes to yourself. Hana’s my girl understand?” Hana gently tugged him back into her room.
“C’mon you need to help me pick a dress for the house party here tomorrow.” She had that guy wrapped around her finger with an iron chain keeping him there. I doubted that guy had ever considered dating Hana before this morning but now he was her slave. And what was that about a house party tomorrow? My dad and Chloe would never agree to that, or rather they’d never agree to it willingly. Hana wasn’t above using the app to get what she wanted even if it meant taking away the free will of other people. The appearance of another person who could snap my arms like twigs made this a lot more complicated. With Hana’s door shut I could listen in to gather information.
“No sweat babe, I’ll call the guys later and tell them to come round for a wicked time!”
“I love you so much,” Hana replied. I doubt she understood what love really was. “I’ll get my parents out of the house. My stupid brother won’t bother us either.” They closed the door firmly this time. So she planned to have a party here tomorrow. That created an opportunity. Drake would be an issue but if I had Dave covering me I could use that to my advantage. Hana planned to get rid of Chloe and my dad which would make it easier for Dave to get in. I could definitely see this working now.
Before that however there was another round of humiliation I had to go through first. Chloe made dinner that night like any other, preparing an extra plate for Drake. The table only had four chairs but that wasn’t a problem. When time came to eat I found my food not on the table but the floor, and not on a plate but in a dog dish.
“You aren’t seriously going to make me eat from a dog dish?” I asked Hana and my parents. Hana cruelly mocked me, and with the poser she made it so my parents thought it was normal for me to eat from the floor. I would rather starve than eat from a dog dish but annoyingly I didn’t get a choice.
“Joe eat your dinner, and don’t use your hands either. You can only use your mouth!” Hana ordered and I was forced to obey. It was degrading and I was at least glad Chloe had made pasta as there were some foods that were impossible to eat without the use of your hands. It took me longer than everyone else to finish, and when I was finally done Chloe had just pulled dessert from the fridge.
“Who wants cake?” I felt a glimmer of excitement hearing the word but I extinguished it myself. I was right to do for the only person getting cake was Hana. The cake looked expensive; it wasn’t something Chloe would ever buy just as a random after dinner dessert. I slipped away before Hana decided to humiliate me further. I wasn’t messing around anymore. I had to get my phone back and stop Hana’s idiotic tyranny. If an opportunity presented it then I’d take it, but unfortunately it didn’t and with Drake staying overnight I had to be careful in my own home.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You arrived home and find Hana's has forced same large guy named Drake to be her boyfriend. Later she makes you eat of the floor. She has planned a party for tomorrow so you'll use that to get Dave inside and reclaim the app.<<endif>>
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[[Next Evening|HanaB8D]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>It wasn’t until nine that people began to arrive for the party. Hana had again made me eat on the floor, and shortly after dinner Chloe and my dad left to see a movie then spend the night in a hotel. Sure that would screw up their ability to go to work in the morning but that didn’t bother Hana. Dave was on standby and once guests began to show up I gave him the signal.
Hana had done nothing to prepare for the party; she instead made her boyfriend run to the shops to buy snacks and alcohol. She spent most of her time fine tuning her looks with the app. She was wearing a tight one piece outfit that barely had a skirt let alone pockets. There was no way for her to have the phone on her so it had to be in her room. She left her room with Drake to greet guests but I stayed put and waited for Dave. Hana returned to her room after a few minutes to check I wasn’t rummaging through her stuff. She clearly thought that I’d be using the party as an opportunity to search for the phone. I heard a tap at my window and looked out to see Dave’s dumb face pressed against it. My window was above the porch which he was now stood on the roof off. Being humanities closest relative to the chimpanzee granted Dave a strong climbing ability. I opened the window and he jumped inside.
“Seems your party is pretty lively.”
“How did you get in without being seen?” I noticed the idiot was dressed in all black like a ninja.
“Speed and stealth. Okay I’ll retrieve the phone. You keep them distracted.” I needed to make sure the coast was clear. I left my room and immediately bumped into Hana.
“Going somewhere bro?”
“I’m hungry.”
“Too bad. I was just coming to say to you… I order you to stay in your room until further notice. I can’t be watching my back to ensure you’re not up to anything.” As per Hana’s order I turned and returned to my room. Dave was in the corner of my room behind the door out of sight. Hana had no idea. I kept my door open as I watched her disappear down the stairs.
“All yours. Be quick and be quiet.” Dave nodded and moved across to the room opposite mine. He very gently pressed down on the handle then slid inside without a peep. I kept my door open. If Hana reappeared I could stall her. Almost too soon she came back up the stairs but when she saw me by the door she stopped.
“What are you up to?” She asked. Something seemed odd. I suspected she might have an alarm set up to notify her of someone in her room.
“I’d be doing a lot more if you weren’t being a bitch and keeping me confined here.” My words annoyed her which was much better than making her suspicious.
“Oh you’re so in for it later.” Oh I bet. Hana ducked back down the stairs again. I wait patiently for Dave to hurry up. Finally the door opened again and he ducked back into my room. Moments later Hana reappeared. Her door must have had an alarm on it. I faked a giggle to make her suspect I was triggering the alarm intentionally.
“Stop doing whatever you’re doing Joe!” She return downstairs as I collapsed on the floor. Her stupid command screwed with my head so badly I couldn’t even breathe.
“Hey the trace pattern hasn’t changed.” Dave was on my phone. “Joe?” Thankfully he noticed something was wrong. He was quickly using the app and targeted me with the poser.
“Forget all the orders Hana has given you. You can do whatever you want now.” Those words freed me from her command.
“Thanks.” I quickly closed my door. “Now I’ve got a huge fucking mess to clean up.”
“That’s true… but there is also a party downstairs. Why don’t we have some fun first?”
“Well you did just save my ass so I’ll let you have some fun. First can you go bring Hana up here, I’ve a few words I need to say in private.” Dave left my room and I waited. I thought it would be a simple task for Dave to handle but I was wrong. I heard the distinct sound of shit hitting the fan and rushed out to see what was going on. I saw Dave on the ground being punched repeatedly by Drake while the others cheered on the violence. Was Hana stopping this? No. I quickly targeted Drake with the app and ordered him to stop. Hana then realised that I had the app and yelled at me to give it back. Naturally I targeted her and told her to come up to my room. I also ordered Drake to do the same and to drag my injured friend up as well. I don’t understand how Dave managed to screw up his simple task so badly but I didn’t care. Once I had all three of them in my room I began issuing Hana new orders, removing her orders from Drake and healing Dave with a rollback.
“Alright Drake please go home and apologise for being missing or something,” I ordered. “Dave, go enjoy the party and try not to start another fight.”
“Sorry about that.” Dave left as well leaving me alone with Hana.
“Joe. Give me back my phone.” She still didn’t get that her orders wouldn’t work.
“My phone. Always was and still is. Now you, among other things, made me eat out of a dog dish on the floor two nights in a row. You also nearly killed me with an idiotic command that prevented me from breathing or moving!”
“That’s all your fault for not helping me!” Hana argued.
“Sure it is. Well I don’t care. This whole thing has been a nuisance to me. I’m going to fix it of course, but not before a round of humiliation.” I left Hana in my room the disappeared to find Dave. When I returned I had several of Hana’s ‘friends’ with me. I led them and Dave into my parents’ spacious bedroom and sat them all in a circle with a bottle in the middle.
“Here’s the game, I’m going to spin the bottle and whoever it lands on gets to give Hana any command they want.” I think this was a suiting punishment. I spun the glass bottle and it landed pointing to some guy.
“I order Hana to kiss me!” I targeted Hana with the poser and told her to obey. She was forced to kiss the guy which she clearly didn’t like. The bottle spun around and this time Hana was forced to do a sexy strip. In the following rounds there was more kissing, funny dances and Dave even had the balls to order her to <<click "masturbate using the bottle">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/HanaBottle.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. After that display I decided it was time to stop.
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“Funny, nobody thought to order you to stop playing this stupid game or even pass their turn. Really shows what your ‘friends’ think of you.” That was the point I wanted to prove. These people whose opinion she valued so highly just saw her as free entertainment.
“Joe I’m sorry!” Hana was finally apologising. Maybe she meant it, maybe she didn’t. Either way I wasn’t ever letting her near the app again. The party soon wrapped up. I began the tedious task of reverting my home to how it used to be before Hana went mad with power. Above all else, that punishment game had been pretty fun.
“Hey Joe,” Dave was still here helping me clean up. “We should do that again, my little cousin is a real piece of shit and could do with a lesson as well.”
“Normally I’d refuse, but I’m in a mischievous mood.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You get Dave inside and distract Hana while he steals back the app. Hana nearly kills you accidentally but Dave saves you. With the app back you undo the damage. You then decide to have a little punishment game to get back at her.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|HanaBDEND]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>>The spinning arrow landed on a girl with thick glasses giving her the chance to issue an order.
“Stop all this! It isn’t funny!” Wow. That was the first time someone had chosen to throw away their chance to issue the party host an order. I’d played this game with nine different groups now and this was the first time it was brought to an early end.
“Well you heard her folks, time to wrap this up.” There were disgruntled groans from the participants. None of them stayed around to help the party’s host who currently was wearing their mother’s clothing with badly applied make-up; well none par the girl who had ordered this to stop. Hopefully her kind gesture would be appreciated by the party host who know had an idea of who really cared about them. This game was a fun way to teach people about real truth and real friendship. After the incident with Hana I realised the world was filled with misguided young people who needed to be shown what others really thought of them. Once they knew that they’d be able to spot the real friends from the fakes.
I took my leave and contacted Dave. He already had the next party scouted out so I made my way there.
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~ End - Punishment Game Master ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I got home from school at my usual time. I’d come up with several plans for several situations that might have arisen, but not quite for the one I was about to encounter. I saw Chloe’s car in the drive and found Chloe herself in the living room watching TV.
“Hey Chloe, is Hana home?” First and foremost, find out where Hana is.
“Yeah. She is upstairs with Drake.”
“Who?” Who the fuck was Drake.
“Her boyfriend. She brought him home today.” She has a boyfriend now? Why do I feel like the guy didn’t have a choice in the matter? I headed upstairs quietly to peek in on them. Her door was slightly ajar so I was able to spot a new face sitting on her bed.
“What do you think of this?”
“Looks great babe.” Holy hell his voice was deep. He was also tall, muscular and had the build of a rugby player. Evidently Hana had brainwashed the best man she could.
“Oh and this?” Hana appeared to be showing off her clothes to him.
“Yeah amazing. No girl could ever be more beautiful that you.” He was giving Hana compliment after compliment. His eye suddenly caught sight of me and he immediately stood up.
“Hey what the fuck do you want?” By God was he aggressive. He threw open Hana’s door exposing the fact she was in an ill-fitting bikini.
“Hey calm down,” I tried reasoning but it was useless.
“Were you looking at my girl? Fucking pig go get your own girlfriend. I’ll fucking fight you right now. Let’s take this outside.”
“Drake stop!” Hana shouted to intervene. Her ‘boyfriend’ was fronting on me, looking down with his face close to mine. “This is my worthless brother, you can ignore him. It’s only other guys you need to worry about.” Had she ordered Drake to pick a fight with any guy who looked her way or something?
“Hi…” I said. Drake’s behaviour wasn’t normal. He got jealous and aggressive the moment he suspected someone else of looking at Hana. Maybe at a nightclub he had to be worried of other guys trying to steal his girl, but in his girlfriend’s own home that never happened.
“You better keep your eyes to yourself. Hana’s my girl understand?” Hana gently tugged him back into her room.
“C’mon you need to help me pick a dress for the house party here tomorrow.” She had that guy wrapped around her finger with an iron chain keeping him there. I doubted that guy had ever considered dating Hana before this morning but now he was her slave. And what was that about a house party tomorrow? My dad and Chloe would never agree to that, or rather they’d never agree to it willingly. Hana wasn’t above using the app to get what she wanted even if it meant taking away the free will of other people. The appearance of another person who could snap my arms like twigs made this a lot more complicated. With Hana’s door shut I could listen in to gather information.
“No sweat babe, I’ll call the guys later and tell them to come round for a wicked time!”
“I love you so much,” Hana replied. I doubt she understood what love really was. “I’ll get my parents out of the house. My stupid brother won’t bother us either.” So she planned to have a party here tomorrow. That would be a real pain. I hope Yumi came through for me.
It was almost six when I noticed car slowly crawling towards my house which then stopped between my house and my neighbours. There was a man driving and the rear seat was a familiar girl.
“Yumi?” It looked like her but I couldn’t see into the car clearly. She seemed to be on a laptop. I realised something and quickly opened my laptop to check on the home Wi-Fi. Sure enough there was another device on there that I didn’t recognise. Putting the pieces together I was sure that was Yumi. I gave her the pin earlier but to what end? Could she really resolve this problem just by sitting in the back of her car? I heard a car door shut and quickly moved to the window. Yumi was now approaching my house. I quickly headed down and reached the door in time to stop her ringing it. I really didn’t want Hana knowing anything was up.
“Yumi, did you do it?” I greeted. She looked at me quizzically. Oh right the code. “Welcome to the Pineapple Palace.”
“Hey at least you didn’t mess that one up. Anyway I’ve locked her out of your phone and also tampered with her personality to make her incredibly suggestive, airheaded and lazy. You should be able to handle it from here.”
“Wow you can do that? How?”
“Joe you gave me free reign yesterday with your phone. Since I have all that information already I just used it to use remote access on your phone and access the app. The personality modifier, which I guess is new, had Hana as its target already so I just adjusted the values then applied them to her. Anyway your phone is now locked by a password.”
“Don’t tell me it! She ordered me to do anything that she said. I might be forced to tell her it.” Yumi rolled her eyes again.
“Whatever. I’ll tell you at school tomorrow then. Just concentrate on getting it back tonight. Anyway I gotta go.” Yumi waved to the guy still sitting in the front seat. “Good luck and don’t screw it up… again.” She left and I closed the door. Okay time to face Hana and see what Yumi had done.
I knocked on Hana’s door and heard a tired groan from inside. “Come in.” I entered and saw her lying on her floor with Drake at her desk doing what I presumed was her homework.
“Oh… Joe…” She looked like she was content just staying on the floor forever. “What ya want?” Yumi said she was incredibly suggestive and airheaded, what would the right choice of words be here?
“Hey Hana, want to see me do a magic trick with my phone?”
“Oh magic.” She threw her arm towards the charger my phone was plugged into but didn’t quite make it. “Joe go get your phone and give it to me.” Wow she was airheaded and lazy. I obeyed her instruction, giving her my phone so she could then give it to me. Afterwards I simply made it disappear.
“Tada!” I declared. Hana quickly deduced my stupidity was worth too much effort.
“Uh go away.”
“With pleasure.” I left and took my phone with me. Soon it was time for dinner. Hana refused to move from the floor, instead opting for Drake to carry her food up to her and feed her instead. She was a complete slob now. Great work Yumi. Later Drake showed up at my door to ask for my phone back. Fortunately I didn’t have to obey his orders and Hana was too lazy to come over herself so I kept a hold of my precious device.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Yumi comes through on her promise. She remotely accesses your phone then using it to turn Hana into an airheaded slob. With Hana in that state you easily get your phone back.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Enable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">><div id="tldron">[img[images/TLDRs.png][Disable TLDR]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>When I left the house Hana was now in her bed and planned on staying here. Chloe would be lucky to move her. I didn’t care about any of that. I had my phone back and couldn’t wait to see Yumi.
“Thank you so much,” I said when I saw her that morning.
“Guess that was a success. Your new pin is 5952. I suggest using a pin from now on. They are a lot harder to guess than trace patterns.”
“Thanks. You’re a life saver.” I quickly unlocked my phone and targeted myself with the poser. “Stop obeying all previous orders given by the poser!” I purged Hana’s stupid orders from my mind. My next move was to fix all the damage Hana done. I’d have to wait until afterschool for that though. I was happy enough for now just having the power back in my hand.
“Remember, you owe me one.” Yumi reminded me.
When I got home Hana was surprise surprise still in her bed. She’d refused to move and since she’d ordered Chloe to let her do whatever she wanted there were no problems with this in Chloe's eyes.
“Hey Hana,” I marched into her room with phone in hand.
“Hey Joe give that back.” She made no attempt to take it from me. Drake was still here and stood up but I hit him with the poser.
“Stop obeying Hana and return to normal.” He stopped in his tracks and looked around.
“Shit I need to get home.” He pushed past me and left.
“Drake… wait…” Hana’s soft words were ignored. She failed to pick up on the fact I had my phone back which was very bad for her.
I set about the task of returning everything to normal. First I turned Hana back to how she should look. I also fixed her personality and then altered her memory. She’d changed too much at her school and I didn’t want to waste time fixing all that, so I changed Hana’s motivation for it. She remembered the app and everything she’d done, but now she felt very sorry about it and understood why I’d done what I’d done. By evening I’d undone the orders she’d given Chloe and my dad and everything here was back to normal.
The next day the app updated with its ‘final update’. It was the ability to kind of rewrite history but I had no desire to use it. I kind of felt like this week had been a bit of a bust. Next week I’d make up for it tenfold.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Yumi gives you the new pin code to your phone. You set about undoing all the damage Hana has done. Although she did too much to simply fix with memory erasing. This incadent has taken up a lot of your week. You can't wait for next week for round 2 of this story.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I’d had enough of all this. It was time to put it to an end. I targeted Hana with the app and undid all her stupid changes to her body.
“Party’s cancelled.” I informed her. “You are to wait here in silence until I say otherwise.” I went downstairs and told everyone the party was off. Sure they were annoyed but I just used the app to change that. I ordered them all to tell everyone else they knew who was coming that the party was cancelled. I then sent them all home and told them to take all the booze and snacks Drake had brought with them. With that cleared up I returned to the bedroom to start work on Hana.
The problem was that she believed that being popular was more important than anything in the world. She wasn’t a bad girl, just a misguided one. When I returned to her room I straightened out that confusion. She had done too much for me to simply fix things by erasing her memory so I had to alter them instead. When I was done giving her orders and changing her memories she was very sorry about the whole thing. Now she’d actually listen to me and Chloe when we give her advice and care much less about what other people think. This lesson had been a time consuming pain but everything was as it should be so I could forgive her.
The next day the app would update again but it wasn’t a feature I had any immediate use for. Maybe I’d fine use for it next week but this weekend I’d be focusing on cleaning up Hana’s mess.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to clean up Hana's mess and also educate her about why this happened. Soon everything is back to normal and you're ready for a new week.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I was a little curious about how things could have turned out if I wasn’t lucky enough to find my phone just now.
“Hana, you are going to leave the room then re-enter thinking it is the first time. You will also believe that your actual phone is the one with the Reborn app installed. You will act as if you found me searching through your things for my phone.” This’ll be interesting.
Hana left the room then a second later entered.
“I knew I’d find you here!” Oh no Hana had caught me searching for her phone.
“Hana you need to stop this!” I begged, well pretended to beg.
“Maybe but first I need your assistance. You see at this party my friend was at there was this guy who went around on all fours pretending to be a dog. People would feed him treats and pet him. It sounds weird but it apparently a party isn’t a party unless there are weird people like that there. So… I need you to be the dog guy.” She opened up the bag Drake had been carrying. Inside was a fearful collection of latex. The outfit was designed to constrict my movements to force me to walk in all fours. There was also a tail which looked like a butt plug.
“You want me to wear this?”
“Yes. You want me to be popular right?”
“No. I want you to wear it.” Would it fit her? Trick question, I could just use the app to ensure it did. She targeted me with her phone thinking she had the app installed on it.
“Where did the app go?”
“Right here!” I pulled out my phone and used the real app on her. “Wear it.” I ordered. As I expected Hana needed some help making it fit her but when I done I had to admit I liked what I saw.
“Let me go.” She was pretty furious.
“Hmmm I order you to answer my next few questions truthfully. If I had asked you to free me once you made me wear that outfit, would you have done so?”
“No.”
“There is our answer. Now, what did you plan to make me do?”
“I would have walked you around the party on a lease and forced you to be my dog.”
“Oh good idea. Also you aren’t to speak except by going ‘woof’.” I laughed. I grabbed the lease and pulled Hana out the door behind me. Soon I had the attention of the party on me. That made them easy targets for the app. It would seem a handy update had installed the ability to target them all at once with the poser.
“Everyone, I order you to treat Hana like she is my pet dog.” With that I began walking her around.
“Oh how cute, can I stroke her?” A girl asked.
“Go ahead.” She began stroking Hana like a pet. Hana began to woof in protest.
“Wow careful, she doesn’t seem happy being around all these people.” One guy intervened pulling the girl’s hand away. “How old is she?”
“Oh I don’t know. She was a stray I adopted.”
“Ah.” Everyone saw her as a dog instead of a person. Hana however had gone red with humiliation at being presented to her ‘friends’ in such a way. I continued the game for a while before taking her back upstairs.
“You can talk again!”
“Joe I’m going to murder you.” She was really pissed now.
“You should be nicer, you know with this app I could make it that you really think you are a dog. I could make the whole world view you as one as well… even other dogs.”
“You wouldn’t dare!”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You find out Hana planned to treat you like a dog so turn the tables on her. She become the dog and after some harsh words she says you'd never have the guts to make it permenant.<<endif>>
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[[She's right I wouldn't|HanaB10b]]
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“I’ll see everyone later.” Before he departed for work he bent down and gave the family dog a pat on the head. The app really was a powerful device as nobody in the world seemed to notice that our ‘dog’ was actually a human girl. Even the girl in question had no idea she was human. She talked like a dog and behaved as one as well. Thanks the app’s final update all records of her human life had been erased. Her birthday certificate had turned into a pet licence and her trophy from her gymnastics competitions were now all from dog shows. It was just too ironically funny to think the girl who had tried to turn me into her human dog become a real one. I really should turn her back, but for now I think I’ll leave her as she is.
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Yeah even I wouldn’t go that far. Well I better start fixing everything.
“You are to wait here in silence until I say otherwise.” I went downstairs and told enough the party would have to move elsewhere. Sure they were disappointed but I just used the app to change that. The party quickly dispersed and I until any brainwashing Hana had done previously to everyone present.
With that cleared up I returned to the bedroom to start work on Hana. The problem was that she believed that being popular was more importance than anything in the world. She wasn’t a bad girl, just a confused one. When I returned to her room I straightened out that confusion. She had done too much for me to simply fix things by erasing her memory so I had to alter them instead. When I was done giving her orders and changing her memories she was very sorry about the whole thing. Now she’d actually listen to me and Chloe when we give her advice and care much less about what other people think. Still this lesson had been a time consuming pain but everything was as it should be so I could forgive her.
The next day the app would update again but it wasn’t a feature I had any immediate use for. Maybe I’d fine use for it next week but this weekend I’d be focusing on cleaning up Hana’s mess.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>She's right you wouldn't go that far. You turn everything back to normal and use the weekend to keep an eye out for side-effects. It seems everything is normal so bring on week 2.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]
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This path continues from where you and Yumi decided to become heroes, but choose to investigate the quieter part of town as opposed to the dangerous part.
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