No.2098 [Last50 Posts]
Did the Quest zero stuff back last year (https://8ch.net/tf/res/525.html). Not motivated to reboot and re-learn all the story mechanics and personality quirks, so figured I might as well start a new Quest.
Going for some easier rules this time, even though I'm going to keep a sort of meta-FATE rule of "getting into trouble a character would get into gets you points - Avoiding trouble a character would get into, costs points." I could also roll a simple die now and then to see if things are supposed to go to hell or not, but I'll try and keep that to when we got interesting crossroads or complications.
Either way, I'm looking for some inputs and requests into theme and characters. This isn't the most active chan, but resetting might help rebuilding a crowd.
I'm thinking we'll try and do smaller stories this time. I prefer over-the-top magic/technological alterations and things will be larger than life.
Some Ideas I've had myself:
- Website pulls you into mysterious dimension of room after room, filled with weird contraptions and creatures. Will you make it through?
- Apocalypse now, apocalypse how? Shit's going down outside your window in X city. Who do you call? How do you escape?
- There's a demon sleeping on my couch. What do?
- It's strictly forbidden to build quantum portals to other dimensions with 3d-printed portal kits. Shame capitalism likes money and governments are terrible at following up on tech revolutions.
- or anything else, for that matter. My personal prefs are modern settings with obstacles getting in the way.
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No.2100
My suggestion:
>End up accidentally summoning a succubus or incubus trough an experiment with occult nonsense found on the net or just unintentionally breaking an antique item
>the demon offers a bet of sorts, winning grants many wishes, losing means becoming the demon's plaything
Note: spoiled are major story spoilers
>the character loses bet but either catches the demon cheating and demands a rematch or haggles a new deal
>They are offered a new, more complicated bet with a deadline
>Breaking certain rules introduces more rules and a punishment of sorts
>The whole thing grows more confusing with more rules, changes, addendums and side rewards, some rules are deliberately confusing or obscured for maximum hilarity
>Turns out the whole thing was set up for you to get involved into as crazy of an adventure as possible, just to spread more havoc, just for the sake of demon's entertainment
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No.2101
>>2100
I think I recall a 4chan thing that sort of went like that with an app, which he got access to if he could supply them with more souls than his own. Mostly the protagonist made others willingly sell their souls through slowly transforming them for his amusement. It was pretty sweet.
Though, I'm a bit bored with souls as a commodity sought after by demons. and if I was to re-enact a bet duel of some sort, it probably would involve them playing MTG, and the devil cheating by having fake black lotuses in his deck or something of the sort.
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No.2106
>>2101
I'll won't start writing before I've left this around for a few days, in case more people have something to add or suggest. I can probably work with the concept given right now, though as mentioned above, there will be MTG involved :p
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No.2108
>>2106
Of course my tastes don't represent the entire board, but I'm kinda on the submissive side and I enjoy transformation as a form of submission, any plans on limiting the poster controlled character abilities or leaving the initiative with transformation in the hands of other characters or entities?
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No.2109
I usually like resistances and losses through submission or through unstoppable/unnoticeable changes myself.
But it's also fun to mess with other characters if you have the opportunity. Depends on how much work you put into making annoying rivals and the likes.
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No.2124
>>2109
Alright, I better start figuring out an introduction to this story. I can't promise anything immediately, but I'll start building up some minor lore and mechanics.
In the meantime, background characters? Location? copy of our world or something semi-alike? I'm considering keeping our protagonist a bit of a blank slate, but I do prefer to write first person, so some traits would be useful.
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No.2140
“So here’s the deal,” the irate demon girl said in the video chat: ”Reality doesn’t work as you think it does. Well not anymore at least, as we’ve popped the monopoly of your current masters.”
“Masters?” Michael asked, doubtful of the entire charade, “like the president?”
“More like your religions, gods, belief systems, stuff that sucks up people’s dedication to an irrational degree,” she continued, only bristling a bit at the interruption. “As I said, you win, you’ll get the chance to be a free and lucid agent. Now I recommend you listen to my summary, or you’ll get yourself stuck in situations you won’t know how to get out of.”
“Fine, fine,” Michael sighed, leaning back into his office chair. He had come across a link someone shared in a internet forum hidden off the beaten path of the internet, which conveniently got hacked and deleted just afterwards when he was looking for tutorials or tips on how to win.
It didn’t take him long to figure out how to play it in single player, but once he went for online play, a long EULA came up that he didn’t read. From what miss purple skinned teenage imp cosplayer with emerald eyes and green horns was telling him, it might have mentioned the possibility of gambling away your free will and soul, if you believed in that kind of thing or not.
Long story short, Michael got challenged by miss imp, had a hearty laugh, played a few games where she won and pissed him off. Fortunately if was a best out of five, and on the fourth game, he had caught her abusing a mechanic and reported it. The admins were eerily quick to respond, and announced the game a win to him.
Suffice to say she wasn’t too happy about that, but she seemed to honor her agreement to the contract, even if she was spouting a lot of weird fiction.
“…Once you get the application for your phone, that should give you some basic insight with a user interface you can comprehend. You can also log in on a machine to get a better view. The UI doesn’t allow you to give commands by text, so anything you wish to do you have to do by wishing for it.”
“…to put it easy, all wishes run on quantum energies that are generated by things capable of observation, comprehension and thought. Humans are very good at observing, comprehending and thinking, so you are your very own battery.“
“Normally all these energies goes straight out of reality and up the food chain, but with this, you’ll be able to re-route those energies for your own uses. However, like a waterhose, if you leave the water running without a sink, you’ll find yourself with wet socks, so be mindful of what faucets you leave open.”
“And yes, you can reroute any person’s energies to power wishes. You can even store it for major wishes within various items with the right containment spell.”
“However, be careful if you leave a stream of energy running or storing it up. If you’ve put out a sloppy wish nearby that can ground the excess energies, expect fallout. Once energy buildups go critical, your exclusive access to wishes will no longer be exclusive, and normal mortal base desires might spontaneously manifest as wishes too.”
“Either way, start simple and have some fun,” the girl imp said, finally done with describing her fan-fiction magic mechanics. “You’re going to remain lucid, but you will conform to expected character traits. If you get stuck in a bad position, don’t think about polar bears and you should be able to rationalize yourself out of it. If worse comes to worse you may summon me by speaking my name, but that’ll cost extra.”
Michael rolled his eyes before responding. “What’s your true name then, Liara?”
“My professional name will do for you,” she said after a muted bristle, “and that is Sevennah. Either way, I got to fill my quota for the shift, so I’ll see you later,” she said abruptly and ended the call.
Michael glanced over at the cell phone as an email arrived, most likely with a link to the aforementioned information app. Aptly named ‘I_auspex,’ he noted.
Either way, he now found himself pondering what to do next. _no point in leaving it untested at least, but what to test it on_
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No.2141
>>2140
'Seems I'm going to need to learn how to do italics ''
Also, sorry for the long delay, too many new nice games these days
Either way, did a test round on characters in kisekae. Seems doable enough as long as we stay within normal territories, which I guess we can't guarantee.
Now, where will cynical Michael test out these so-called newfound powers?
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No.2142
>>2141
Himself.
He changes his hair from brown to something impossible like blue or green.
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No.2143
>>2140
>>2142
Michael figured that there was no better place to start than with himself so he wouldn’t look like a fool in front of others or worse. So he moved for the bathroom to get access to a mirror.
He’d installed the app and was seeing a pretty ordinary video feed of what the camera was seeing through it, the console giving him a readout of ‘’<0.1/Nanoqs/Second’’, which seemed to be the minimum it cared to notify him about.
As he entered the bathroom, a rangefinder popped up over him when the camera spottet him in the mirror and the app inserted a tag with some more information on it.
‘’Target: Michael - Current output[target: Void]: 12 qs/S - Storage: 0.5 kiloqhours, recommended maximum charge: 100 kiloqhours’’
Mathemathics, Michael thought to himself with a shrug and glanced over at the mirror. “Fine, let’s try some hair changes then. Green might do it,” he muttered to himself. Nothing seemed to happen so he sighed, looked at his hair, and began thinking of a wish.
“I wish my hair was green,” he thought, word by word. Within a second later he felt himself shiver for a moment, which he found peculiar. On the screen, target had changed from ‘’Void’’ to ‘’MichaelWishHairGreen.’’ and in less than a second later, the hair had gone from his dull brown over to a emerald green.
“Crap!” Michael yelled out, glancing feverishly down onto the screen. Target had gone back to ‘’Void.’’ and MichaelWishHairGreen’’ had gone down from the list of active items to archived.
“Okay… this shit is real,” Michael deadpanned mentally, trying not to hyperventilate as adrenaline took hold of his body. “Holy shit.”
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No.2147
>>2143
What if this just some super-elaborate TV show prank, and his hair is just covered in some dye that only appears when exposed to ultraviolet light from some hidden lamp? There's only one way to find out: he must wish for something that is too NSFW for television and the youtube prank scene. Like his dick getting massive, for instance.
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No.2149
>>2143
>>2147
“This has to be some prank,” Michael muttered to himself after a minute of shock, glancing around the bathroom in case someone had installed hidden cameras in it. If anyone actually had installed hidden cameras in the bathroom that would be creepy as hell and probably illegal, so he’d do his damnest to put them to court for that alone.
He began pondering while rummaging around closets and assortments: Even if they found some way of changing his hair green somehow on command, how did they know he’d think of green? There’s too many colors to hit that straight.
After giving up on the search too soon, Michael decided there were other options to explore. If this was some elaborate prank show, he’d do his best to make sure they couldn’t use his tapes. He walked with determination over to the mirror, lifted up the cellphone and began planning what to say.
‘’Output[target: recharge]: 12.5Qs/s, Storage: 0.47KQHs. At standard in 3m:50s’’ To michae it Seemed like the hair wish, if it was real, used around 30 quanthours of his personal storage. He probably should worry about that at a later time, but for now:
‘’I wish I had a big pulsing footlong schlong.’’
Again, a small shiver down his spine, and within moments Michael could feel an erection growing in his pants. He pulled off his pants and dropped his trousers, to once again be shocked by what was happening.
In his hands, his average 6” was throbbing in an inhuman fashion, and with every pulse it grew another half inch forward while also thickening. “What in the name of fuck?”
Also, it was growing out of a patch of green pubic hair, which sort of made this event even more ludicrous. “What. In the name…”
In less than half a minute, Michael was standing there with a 12” one-eyed monster, which continued to throb and began leaking pre in big enough amounts to drip. “Of fuck,” he muttered, grasping the foreign rod with his hands, which felt very small with this new equipment between their fingers.
It also was making him quite horny. The pulsation felt as if he was just a tad away from edging. Any good excuse would probably have him either rubbing one out, or doing his best not to have it come out on its own.
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No.2150
>>2149
Hearing his confused shouting, his roomate walks in.
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No.2151
>>2150
Anything to describe this roomate of his? gender? their thoughts about Michael and Michael's thoughts about him?
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No.2152
>>2151
Male roomie on the football team who thinks that "Mike" should go out with him and get laid instead of playing video games?
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No.2153
>>2151
>>2152
I like the idea, but suggest something like a double date instead of a party, to keep the Nr. of characters low.
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No.2154
>>2149
>>2150
>>2152
>>2153
Michael mentally cursed himself for forgetting to lock the bathroom door, as Michael’s roommate Connor Cassidy burst through it.
Connor was your conventional bro. On the school football team, focuses on exercise, chases girls, macho personality. He sometimes ribbed Michael for little things, but they didn’t mingle outside of the dormitory so it wasn’t anything more than one would expect from someone like him, so it wasn’t a problem at school.
Naturally, that didn’t mean that this wouldn’t be an awkward as fuck moment between the two, and Connor’s face certainly said so as Michael tried to cover up his massive manhood with a way too small towel.
“Shit, I’m sorry Mikey,” Connor said after a moment of gathering himself and focusing on Michael’s face. “It sounded like you were having trouble, but… Seems you’re okay. To be fair, and I wouldn’t be saying this if I’d think you’d find it insulting, but damn Mikey! I can’t understand why you’re not out there more. What you got would have the ladies throw money after you, along with their underwear!”
Michael blushed and found a bigger towel to cover himself up with. “Err, well, thank you for your insight,”
“I’m just saying,” Connor continued, who probably was much more comfortable being naked around men than Michael and didn’t pick up on his signals that he wasn’t exactly comfortable with him in there, “you should spend less time on that damn computer and be more social, in the flesh. Before you know it you’ll be done with the studies and let all the fun pass you by. And before you know it you’ll be a bachelor for life.”
He finally got the queue and began turning to leave before pausing. “Well you know what? I’m going out on a date tonight with Veronica. She doesn’t like going out without bringing her twin sister though, Janice, so it always puts a damper on the mood. She’s also too shy to get her own boyfriend. See where I’m going with this?”
“Err, you want me to ask Janice out for a date?” Michael said with apprehension. “I don’t know her, though.”
“That’s what dates are for,” Connor shrugged with a hint of annoyance. “And I’ll save you the awkwardness of asking her out by doing it for you. This is literally the easiest date you’ll ever get your hands on. Well, the initiation part of the date, at least,” he said with a chuckle. “Not that I think Janice is a prude, but well, you know…”
“Don’t explain the joke,” Michael volunteered and Connor nodded in agreement. “Fine, I guess I have time tonight for a date, if you arrange it.”
“Perfect,” Connor exclaimed, rubbing his hands together. “Alright, I’ll tell you how it goes, and I’ll leave you to… prepare your outfit for the evening. Nothing formal, but something else than a ragged t-shirt and stained pair of jeans would be nice.”
Michael shrugged in reluctant consent as Connor finally retreated from the bathroom, closing the door after him. He assumed Connor’s ulterior motive was to get the twin sister out of his own hair while he did his best to get into her pants. Not that it bothered Michael much. Truth be told, Michael wasn’t really that eager to go out on a date, especially with the world-changing abilities he had just gained control over five minutes ago. But as Connor said, women would be throwing money and underwear after him just for the junk in his trunk right now.
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No.2155
>>2154
Get ready for the date. But you don't need to shave, you got magic. Also magic dress up.
Browse model sites and magic up the currently trending clothes.
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No.2157
>>2154
>>2155
That new dick of his was still throbbing and aching for release. In hindsight, he probably shouldn’t have wished for a throbbing one. He shrugged, lifted the lid off the toilet and began tentatively rubbing his new, enlargened dick.
It was a night and day difference from its previous form, leaving his old patterns of masturbation lacking. He had to spit on his hands and use the pre coming out of the head to get things slippery, one hand rubbing up and down the rod while the other teased the head.
It didn’t take long before he was climaxing, but it didn’t just stop there. It built into the most excessive orgasm he had ever had before it decided it was time to unload the goods into the toilet with immense pressure. Juicy squirts hit the water hard,six, seven, eight times before it calmed down. He couldn’t even stop himself from groaning at the intense experience, though he hoped it wouldn’t carry.
Michael, once the dick had sufficiently stopped dripping cum, which it did not really want to do without some milking aid from his hands, began cleaning up after himself. It did, however, not take more than two minutes before the dick was throbbing again.
Damn, stallion, Michael thought to himself. He decided he would have to wish away the throbbing bit, and picked up his phone to check out his stats again.
‘’13.5Qs/s, Storage: 0.40KQHs. At standard in 12m:30s.’’ ‘’Seems the penis enlargement took it down 80-100 QHs or whatever,’’ Michael thought to himself. ‘’I wish my dick only throbbed when it normally would throb,’’ he wished and within a few seconds, it yielded. Now the storage was down at 0.38KQHs, so he figured that cost about 20QHs.
He pondered if he could increase the standard storage level through wishing, but didn’t quite know how to do so. He pulled out a few feet of toilet paper and wished: ‘’Turn this paper into basic instructions for magic management.’’ another 30QHs, and the paper morphed into a normal paper sheet with a few lines of text on them. There various texts manifested.
It explained various basic things like rechanneling to various targets (wishes or batteries, the latter which could be pretty much anything but worked better on… well mostly people), siphoning from other sources (doable, though if they know how to, they can revert it or prevent it from happening), increasing the output of your own source (mostly done through exercise, which explained why his now was up at 14, when it started at 12 a few wishes back. Though some other hacks were available, he didn’t have time to read it all now.)
Michael decided to up his storage level to 80KQHs, 20 below the recommended maximum. ‘’At standard in: 6 days 20 hours. That was going to take some time,’’ Michael shrugged to himself, but at least he wasn’t wasting it anymore. And with any luck, he should be able to charge it up quicker.
Either way, it was date-time, as Connor just sent a text telling him that Janice and Veronica were on for a double date. He jumped into the shower and washed up, pondering what to do about what to wear. He decided to just pop on a basic set of clothes he wasn’t going to miss, and went over to the mirror.
After a few minutes, he had gotten a look he could live with, and went to eat a bit. The clothing wishes had pumped him up to 16Qs/s, which put the ETA down to five days and a score of hours. Either way, playing it safe, he just kept tweaking the colors of his clothing with wishes, wasting an hour but increasing his potency up to 18Qs/s in the meantime.
By then it was time to travel to the spot that Connor had told him they would meet up. It was only ten minutes away, and by the time Michael got over there, Connor was already waiting.
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No.2158
>>2157
“Hey Mikey! You are looking sharp!” Connor announced. “Now, don’t lurch too much and keep eye contact, and this should go swimmingly,” he continued in a more hushed tone, not quite trustful of his wingman’s competence. “Oh, and don’t talk games with the girls. What do you talk about that girls would like to talk about?”
“Erm,” Michael pondered, ”Politics? Movies? Tv-series?”
“Like The Flash? That might be too nerdy. Keeping up with the Kardashians might be better, all the girls pay attention to that,” he hinted, at a groan from Michael.
“Ooh, here they come,” Connor whispered before turning around and puffing up his chest. “Good evening ladies. I hope you are ready for some wine and dine.” he announced as he hugged them both, Veronica being a bit more eager than Janice, who certainly didn’t have big goals in making an impression tonight.
“And this is Mikey, my roommate and overall nice guy,” Connor smiled, introducing him to the two girls who already had begun scanning him. They did seem impressed with his clothes, but he could guess that being somewhat average in the body shape physique department left something to be desired.
“Nice to meet you, mikey,” Veronica smiled half-heartedly after a moment of silence. ”Bold choice of hair color. I’m guessing Connor has hooked you into celebrating st. Patricks day?” she said with a smart little smile, glancing up at Michael’s hair. Damn, he should have remembered to change that back, but then Connor probably would have pondered how often he did color his hair.
‘’“Date is off to a great start,”’’ Michael groaned internally.
“Is the table ready for us yet? I’m starving,” she continued after looking over at Connor, who promptly guided the four of them inside to their table. Janice sat across of Michael, neither of them quite sure where to begin.
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No.2161
Ask her what she currently watches on TV go from there. Try to hold the conversation and make her talk about herself. If you're asked something, make it short and interesting.
After about half of the date you leave for the toilet. In case anything went wrong you can use your phone to fix stuff. The other option would be to spice things up.
Oh and as a gift for our bro we should help him out downstairs as well. "The cock of Veronica's dreams" feels nice an ambiguous.
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No.2162
>>2161
Any suggestions for flails and spice? I can work with Veronica's dreams, sure, but other spice might be interesting too :p
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No.2163
>>2162
Fails would be something like an accident causing wine to spill over a girls clothes.
Or that you forgot to put your wallet in your new clothes.
The wishes to relieve those might cause different results than expected.
Spice would be to make the evening more exciting. e.g. The girls food becoming 'orgasmically good'.
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No.2167
>>2158
>>2161
>>2163
As they began ordering food, Michael figured this was as good a time as any to try and siphon someone else’s energies to himself, so he picked up the phone and observed the table through the camera.
“You taking pictures over there?” Veronica asked, one eyebrow raised over the lunch menu.
“Oh, no…” Michael said with a blush, realizing the creepiness of the situation. “Just running some cell-phone app that requires some light input. It doesn’t store anything recognizable.”
“Okay…” Veronica said with a sigh, still seemingly skeptical. Janice didn’t say anything to the exchange, but her face hasn’t shown many signs of enjoyment this evening to begin with.
Either way, Michael had gotten the intel he needed. Connor was a 10Qs/s, Veronica was a 13 and Janice was a 14. Not too bad, considering his own started at 12Qs/s. He Connected their energies with a thought and saw his net increase to 51, Not bad, all things considered.
They ordered something to eat, and Michael tried to chat with Janice as they waited for some drinks, but she was not too eager to talk about anything. But she was dedicated to her economic studies and politics, but Michael didn’t share many of her somewhat radical views.
Just before the food arrived, Michael managed to rouse her interest on a war in East-Europe. Naturally, he then promptly ruined his momentum by spilling a glass of wine, most on his side of the table, but some dripped onto her jeans. It wasn’t enough to require a change, but Michael excused himself to go to get some towels.
As he turned around a corner, he shrugged and decided it was time to try and alter the situation a bit. ‘’“I wish the wine spill didn’t happen.”’’ was the first wish. He looked around the corner as the shiver went down his spine, and saw that the glass filled up and the spoiled linen cloth magically got cleansed, as if nothing had happened.
‘’”Great, now what else to do,”’’ he pondered on, seeing on his phone that he had over 50KQHrs stored up. ‘’”Might as well help Connor out a bit: I wish Connor’s junk becomes Veronica’s dream junk, as if it was the most normal thing in the world, and Veronica will instinctually know what sort of dick someone has.”’’
Michael then pondered what sort of wish would help him get laid tonight with Janice. She was cute, in a nerdy ‘Good Girl’ sort of fashion, but it seemed clear to him that even if she knew he was packing, she wasn’t interested in him as an intellectual partner. Maybe something like ‘’”I wish Janice and her reality would subtly and gradually be altered to be closer to someone’s dream girl if they say the word ‘altruistic’ or a word closely related to it so she hears it.”’
That got sort of wordy, Michael thought afterwards, but shrugged and turned back and got over to the table.
Michael certainly noticed that Veronica seemed very interested in Connor, but he almost doubled over as she glanced over at him as he returned, giving him a knowing and slightly longing look.
“As you were saying,” Janice said to Michael as he sat down, blushing slightly at Veronica’s body language, “It’s not possible to save everyone without sacrificing some freedoms, but you have to try.”
Michael, getting slightly tired by the justice warrior talk, thought out a way to test his new wish. “Yeah, sometimes it might be wise to let freedom take the passenger seat to altruism.”
A few moments passed as Janice seemed to be thinking of how to reply, in which her clothes shifted unnoticed by anyone but Michael. Her breasts also seemed to puff up a bit, and Michael could now see that she was now wearing knee-length jeans the same color as his trousers. “Absolutely,” she beamed a bit more eagerly, leaning across the table and smiling towards Michael. “Though you have to be careful not to let it happen all the time. Freedom is important too, after all.”
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No.2168
>>2167
Deciding to cut to the chase, we make ourselves Janice's dream partner. Shame she's a lesbian that was forced into this by her sister.
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No.2169
>>2167
>>2168
Michael had a pang of guilt at that ironic comment. “Yeah, we can’t all be selfless all the time,” he replied without thinking too much about what he just said, which again caused Janice’ body to alter slightly more again. Her breasts grew again, and her clothes became a bit more risque, her pants shortening and her waist showing even more skin as the lower hem of her shirt climbed higher up.
“Absolutely not, we have to focus on ourselves sometimes as well,” she beamed back, much more agreeable to a pragmatic point of view than before.
Michael shrugged, feeling even more guilty about things. He decided to alter the wish so that it would only trigger on the word Altruistic.
The food arrived, and the four began eating. Michael still felt a bit bad about the entire alteration of Janice, so he decided it was time to repent. ‘’“I wish I would gradually be subtly altered to become Janice’ dream date.”’’ he thought inside himself as he munched.
He didn’t notice much at first, as he was really enjoying a good meal. It wasn’t until he felt a cold breeze between his thighs that he arched his back up. Which promptly revealed to him that his chest had gained a new weight distribution in the shape of a pair of B-cup breasts, nestled inside something digging into his back and shoulders which he assumed would be a bra.
“Oh crap,” he muttered to himself in a higher pitched voice he didn’t recognize. He pinched his legs together under the table, and could only just feel something shrinking to nothingness, along with his boxer underwear that shrank and wrapped itself tightly around what felt like an empty crotch. It also snuck in between his buttcheeks, or the buttcheeks were doing their best of consuming the shrinking underwear by growing too. He noticed now from his point of view that his torso was no longer the same height, and his shoulders and arms were very dainty.
Over the table from him, Janice was giving him the first proper smile of the evening. Michael just realized that his date was a closeted lesbian.
“Anything wrong Mika?” Connor asked in a varmer tone than usual. “Doesn’t the meal agree with you?”
“Erm, I’m not sure,” Michael answered with his unfamiliar voice, his more and more pouty lips getting slightly in the way for a few moments. “I’ll just, eh, excuse myself for a moment,” he continued as he moved his chair back, rose, and almost lost balance. He was wearing a skirt and laced stockings, and his shoes had morphed into blue pumps with a slight heel on it. “Sorry,” he said apologetically as he had to momentarily catch himself by holding on to the table.
He felt his hips roll exaggeratedly as he began walking towards the bathrooms, where he had enough common sense to walk into the women’s restroom. Walking certainly made it clear that there was nothing dangling about between his legs, fresh air chilling him more than he ever could have recalled being chilled between his legs. Once in the bathroom, he quickly moved over to a mirror to look at the trouble he had caused to himself.
As he feared, he had become a pretty perky girl with a androgyne dress style and hairstyle, a short tie and a suit jacket with a shirt that was a bit thinner than it had been previously. The biggest clothing differences were skirt and the stockings who had replaced his suit trousers. All of it fit his curvy new form neatly, accentuating his feminine body well.
“Fucking hell,” Michael muttered to himself, annoyed with the situation. “I hope I can get back to my old self without too much trouble.” he picked up the cellphone, which had also been altered to a slightly smaller and more ornamented phone to see what it said. “Reality altering wishes running, net Qs/s:11, storage 1.3KQhrs.”
‘’“Damn, did he just spend about 50KiloQuanthours on those spells, and were they eating up that much juice by idling?’’” Michael thought to himself. ‘’“Wait. Idling? Are they still running? Crap,’’” he thought and looked in the mirror for more changes. Nothing seemed to be going on… no wait, his butt just shifted and grew a bit, and his waist shrank inward. He was slowly becoming more and more feminine, for Janice’s pleasure.
And some emotion inside of him said that Janice deserved this, because she was a very nice person and anyone wanting to be her girlfriend would have to love her and her preferences.
Ugh, now he had to start worrying about interfering thoughts as well. This might get complicated if things get out of control, Michael thought to himself.
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No.2176
>>2169
Spending some time with Janice would be pretty great though, why not give it a try for a date at very least? Not that he's slowly turning into a submissive lesbian girl who would just love to check out her new friend's strapon, it's just that… this thing can't overwrite his will entirely now, can't it? Just in case, Michael can always doublecheck the app functionality to see whether there's any sort of option to add a timer to a wish after which it goes off, and set it for a next morning.
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No.2177
>>2176
No response tonight, busy with work this weekend. but this does sound like a direction to run into. The two have a loop between them as well now, where Michael can adjust Janice and Janice can adjust him.
Any ideas for the other two?
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No.2178
>>2177
Michael better not risk fully losing himself, but having fun tonight sounds like a good idea… so Wish that at the next sunrise his personality fully returns to what it had been before the date while keeping the memories.
The other two seem to be hitting it off, so nothing for them… for now at least.
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No.2187
Gotta say that I'm enjoying this probably more than I should.
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No.2208
qgiver must have a lot of work on his plate right now if it's taking him so long.
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No.2212
>>2208
Hoping it doesn't take too long, I like where this is heading.
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No.2219
>>2212
>>2187
>>2208
Yeah sorry, busy week at work and I haven't gotten back into the mood in the evenings, should have something tonight!
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No.2220
>>2219
that's what happens when you are too eager to apologize :p
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No.2226
>>2169
‘’You better get back to the dinner, or Janice might get upset,’’ his mind implied to michael. He guessed that he had to define that character part of his mind as Mika. Her presence was eerie but adamant, like someone just sitting in the same room as you and glaring at your back for not figuring out what they want you to do with their body language alone.
At least Michael got to look at a pretty hot body in the mirror while its persona was giving cues on what to do and not to do. He tentatively gave a smile with the cute perky lips and gave one of his breasts a grope. With the exception of the alien orbs of flesh filling his hand, he could feel some pretty damn big nipples pushing against the clothing. Well, big compared to the redundant pencil erasers he had personal experience with as a man.
‘’Ahem, dinner, Janice, date?’’ Mika didn’t give up easily. Still, he worried that he should be careful about the active spells going on, in case Mika’s voice went from passenger to driver if he wasn’t careful. He would have to read up on the manual again once he got back home, but for now, he figured a timer would suffice.
‘’”I wish these two active spells are removed in the morning, so things go back to normal.”’’ There, perfectly worded and all, he thought to himself as he let his alien conscience wishes take priority and walked back outside.
“Having Mika as a roommate is awesome,” Michael overheard Connor say as he returned to the table before he noticed him. “Oh hey, you’re back. Are you feeling better? Janice wondered how it was living together in a mixed gender dormitory, and I must admit I have nothing but praise to sing to you there.”
“Yeah, I’m better, and yeah, it’s not bad,” Michael replied as he sat down, still not quite used to his voice. “And I normally don’t get along in all-women congregations, so having some guys around to be direct is helpful,” he continued, getting some laughs and giggles from the crowd. His inner Mika voice filling him with approval for being a good girl.
They continued with the meal and had a few more drinks, and Michael kept talking with Janice, who certainly seemed to be eager at getting to know him, or Mika, as things were. Fortunately new memories flooded Michaels’ mind every time he didn’t have a good question, apparently new and alien to his original mind, but still feeling like they’ve been there his entire life.
As the double date began coming to a close, Connor and Veronica left as Michael said he needed to excuse himself, which Janice latched on to so she could join her in the women’s bathroom. Just as they got inside and saw they were alone, Janice took hold of Michael and made Mika’s passionate feelings flutter as she captured her lips in a intimate kiss.
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No.2227
"That's very generous of you!"
Return fire! Let Mika do her thing, she knows what Janice likes after all.
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No.2238
>>2226
>>2227
“Thank you for the kiss,” Mika said huskily with Michael’s girlyfied voice as she embraced Janice’ waist, squeezing their breasts together. “What do I owe you for it?”
“I think you owe me a trip to my place,” Janice smirked before wrapping her lips around Mika’s again, a leg brushing up against her flat crotch that was getting increasingly agitated. Michael tried to think about the weirdness of being in a female body, but Mika was not having any of it and dedicated herself to tongue-wrestle with the girl in front of her.
“We can do that,” Mika exhaled after a long wet kiss.
“Thank you for bringing me to your place,” Mika whispered outside Janice’ dormitory door, hanging on to one of her hands while she opened it.
“You’re welcome,” Janice replied as she got them through the door and closed the door. Now that they were within the confines of her dormitory, Janice didn’t hold back as she jumped onto Mika, pushing her along until she fell into a couch with Janice on top of her. “Any ideas what I’d like you to do now?”
“Be your girl,” Mika beamed huskily from below, jumping back in for a kiss. Her body was on fire under Janice’ body, her hands grasping onto Janice’ plump rear.
“I like it when my girls are undressed,” Janice smirked as she began pulling Mika out of her suit jacket, then unbuttoning her shirt, and finally disconnecting her bra. Michael, somewhat distantly, found the feeling of naked breasts escaping the grasp of the underwear alien and liberating at the same time. But the feeling of teeth nipping at one of his hard nipples provoked a exstatic groan.
“That felt very nice,” mika replied after a moment. ”How can I repay the favor?”
Janice only replied with a smile as she sat up and pulled off her shirt, then her bra. Mika got the picture, rose up and latched onto one of Janice’ nipples. They were a bit more flush to her skin than her own, she understood after a few moments just by touch. Her own were apparently made for rubbing, grabbing, biting and playing.
Mika’s nipples probably weren’t that big when she was back in the bathroom the first time, Michael casually observed. Not that he was complaining, he was getting a girlfriend’s nipples in his mouth for the first time in his life.
“You’re good at this,” Janice crooned after a minute of having her breasts tenderly kissed and played with. “Though your’s look much juicier than mine.”
“Don’t beat yourself down, Janice,” Mika exhaled as she laid back on the couch for a moment, sneaking a hand down behind the hem of her skirt, carefully rubbing the top of her throbbing crotch. “You’re very kind and altruistic,” she continued with a smart smile on her lips as she could see Janice’s breasts gain a bit of mass, along with much larger and perkier nipples.
“Yeah, I don’t know what I’m worried about,” Janice said as she pushed her own hand down along Mika’s, sliding below and into her wet folds. “I seem to be doing a good job with you either way.”
In Janice’ bedroom on top of her bed, two naked girls were eating out each other’s sex. Michael had sometime early on checked off a bucket-list point. It didn’t take long before Janice was shuddering at Mika’s eager work, leaving her with a throbbing itch.
“Wait, don’t finish on your own,” Janice said as she rolled over to get something out of her nightstand. After a few moments she was wrapping a strap-on belt onto her waist that cradled a 8 inch pink veiny penis shaped dildo. “I believe I owe you a good rut,” she stated with a wicked smile as she lined it up, rubbing it against Mika’s plump pussy.
“If you say so, then I’m happy to oblige,” Mika said, leaving Michael with a mental feeling of apprehension at what was about to happen. However, it seemed that Mika’s body was not inexperienced with these sort of toys, as Janice began grinding easily into her eager hole. Michael was just as surprised at the ease as the feeling alien intruder filling up his throbbing hole and working against his inner muscles, who were doing their best at milking the cock-like implement.
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No.2239
It seems enough of Michael is alive that he actually feels this isn't how he wants things to go.
Doubt she's able to think coherently though. Ride the typhoon out first.
"I wish I were fucking *you* with my real cock. And that you were enjoying it more than what we just did."
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No.2240
>>2239
Missed it by a handful of minutes, fuck.
Would've gone for "I wish this were real" right then and there. Make things interesting.
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No.2242
>>2240
hook, line and sinker :p
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No.2243
>>2238
Mika, as Janice’s dream girl, loved getting the dick and moaned loudly as she was getting pounded. Even Michael had to admit that the sensations of a female body being pounded was one of the best things he’d ever felt.
A creeping thought popped up like a piece of graffiti on a white wall, almost impossible to ignore in Michael’s current state of euphoria. It said, and Michael thought as he saw it: ‘’I wish this dick was real.’’
Suddenly the texture and mass of the invading item changed, it became softer and rougher but also more adaptable. It twitched in a most lovely way. Mika’s insides twitched back, finally getting to do as it really wished.
“You’re a naughty girl,” Janice grunted as she leaned over Mika, intensifying the rut again. “Getting all worked up because of a girl with a dick.”
Mika replied with a mewling yeah as she sat up to observe Janice’s member thrusting into her, her breasts dripping of sweat that bounced with every thrust. She was edging hard and doing her best to get the most out of it.
“Time to show you how it’s done,” Janice chuckled as she began thrusting as hard and fast as she could, apparently on her way to climax and intending to bring Mika with her.
Which she did. Repeatedly. Mika squealed her brains out in the best and biggest multi-orgasm she have ever had, Janice’s skill with her new member, combined with Mika’s desire to be Janice’s dream girl became a catalyst for a near-perfect orgasm. Which was crowned by another, and then another.
After a while, Michael began recalling his situation, as a idle hand of his had crawled down between his legs, finding bubbling wet flesh instead of a dick. Electric tingles shut through his body as he probed the puffy lips of flesh, finding a nub and a deep hole that was leaking a lot of fluid.
‘’Oh yeah, I’m Janice’s dream date, a girl,’’ he began to recollect, a hand coming up and confirming that he had breasts on his chest as well. He groggily arose in the bed, finding the sun had risen.
‘’Shit,’’ Michael thought, didn’t he have an important test today? He leaned over to the nightstand to find his cellphone, which was a toin coss as the two phones were decorated in pretty much the same way.
A grunt came from behind Michael as he moved. He looked around and found Janice sleeping, disturbed by his sudden eager awakening. She was lying under a bedsheet, feminine and innocent, but for a large exception resting between her legs that pressed against the sheet.
‘’I should probably leave her be, I can get back to her in the afternoon,’’ Michael thought as he carefully slid out of bed. Standing was a pain, as his crotch apparently had been abused heavily by Janice. ‘’I wish my cunt won’t hurt when or after I have sex,’’ he wished and things rapidly improved.
He patted his ample buttcheeks with approval and placed his knuckles on his hips while looking for his clothes… which proved trickier than he thought. He tenderly began picking up bras and underwear before going for the rest. He relented after trying and failing to quickly apply the bra, gathered up all the clothes and retreated to the bathroom, as not to awaken Janice with him toppling over on his long legs and wide hips.
A few minutes later and Michael was out of Janice’s dormitory, beginning on his walk of shame. It did give him time to reflect upon the anatomical differences in legs, hips and that idiotic cultural handicap known as heels. Oh well, at least it made him strut, which he figured he might as well be doing when he was a girl.
As he returned back home, Michael locked himself in. It was about an hour until he was supposed to be at a pre-exam study group and have a quick summary before the test. He figured he should at least have a shower and have a change to more casual clothing before he left, so he went for the bathroom.
“I’m in here,” Connor groaned from the other side of the door.
“How long are you going to be in there?” Mikael asked after a groan.
“Another twenty minutes, I reckon,” Connor replied.
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No.2244
>>2243
‘’Damn,’’ Michael thought to himself, this was going to cut into his schedule. Michael then recalled that he could do wishes and slapped himself on his forehead before moving over to his room. He fished up the cell-phone and looked at the numbers. “‘’Huh, 18Qs/s, Storage: 380.47KQHs. Shit, that’s a lot, isn’t it?’’” Michael thought to himself and slid down the screen. ‘’Maximum recommended storage, 44 KQHrs, increasing with 2KQHRs/hour due to buildup. Critical levels at x10x recommended maximum.’’
“Oh well, if it doesn’t do anything but increases my potency, I probably should keep it stored up,” Michael shrugged and opened his clothing cabinets, finding some burnished jeans and a green t-shirt that he liked, along with a cream colored shirt. He promptly wished to be clean and began getting dressed.
As he finished off the dressing procedure, Michael looked into a mirror and realized he still was a woman. From what he could recall, he had inserted conditions yesterday to stop anything permanent from happening. He froewned and picked up his phone and slid down into the active list.
Nothing was pending. No active spells. Michael pondered if that was normal? He had a few that were running yesterday, like becoming Janice’s dream date and having Janice become more and more his own dream date every time he said Altruistic, so those should have been here now.
Oh well, he could always wish things back to normal on the way over to school, but right now he had only about thirty minutes to get to the faculties. Michael briskly walked into the kitchen to get himself some breakfast. Michael’s diet consisted of cereals and milk, not the most healthy nor entertaining meals, but it was a quick one.
As he sat by the table and wolfed down the cereal, he heard Connor finally exiting the bathroom. Michael shrugged and turned around on the chair to give him an accusing look.
He had to focus on not spilling milk and cereal on himself as he saw Connor. More specifically, Connor’s thin waist, c-cup breasts, wide hips, pouty lips on a feminine face with slightly longer hair and make-up, wearing a top with thin straps and a tight-fitting pair of jeans and brand sneakers.
At least the jeans and sneakers were familiar, even though it certainly was a women model.
“What’s up with that look,” Connor queried wearily as she walked over to the refrigerator for her own breakfast. Her voice certainly was higher-pitched, now that Michael was searching for alterations, but it wasn’t as big a difference as his own had been.
“Erm, I’m just… caught a bit off guard,” Michael coughed out after swallowing.
“Hey, if this is you being embarrassed about me knowing where you slept this night, no worries dude,” Connor said as she brought out supplies to make herself a sandwich. “I told you the Millbrook twins love subs. Nothing gets them harder,” she said before pausing in her sandwich-making, chuckling. “Oh my, what a big dick you got. Please let me taste it,” she said in a higher pitched, husky and needy voice with a smile before going back to her normal voice, snorting.
“And as I said, you needed to get laid. I’ll admit, I did have some fun with Veronica too. She knows how to hit that sweet spot,” Connor smiled as she put her elbows down on the kitchen bench, spread her legs and invitingly rolled her hips, sending a hand down to pretend it was spreading her lips for a dick. She then spun back around to gauge Michael’s blush. “Aw, come on, you prude. You’ve done Janice, you know what I’m talking about, they are identical twins. We’ve practically been fucked by the same dick, dude,” she said and laughed, waving it away.
“Yeah, I guess,” was all that Michael managed to say as he tried to figure out what had happened to Connor. And if he should focus on that or leave him be until he was done with today’s test.
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No.2245
We go for the exam, wish to know what we need to know to pass it and also wish to know why our wishes turned out how they did. Knowing how the tools work ought to make things easier.
But let's see how far the wishing can go, spend some of that buildup while at it. Wish that reality alter so that every male we meet become a sub futanari girl within the following hour.
Add that this effect stop once we've consumed 80% of our current saved 'magic'.
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No.2246
>>2245
I think it's because we were so close to empty last night that the effects bled over into the other relationship.
I figure play it safe for now. Though I have to ask, Michael did say morning… but didn't specify when in the morning. And now that Janice has a cock, she might be a little hornier than she would be… could cause some unexpected consequences.
Also thinking that a little more blending of Mika and Michael's thoughts might be good. Michael seems a little indifferent to just getting fucked by a cock, something I could generally see playing havoc with one's self identity.
Go to class, see if people recognize you as Mika… possibly deal with possible repercussions of a horny shemale.
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No.2251
>>2244
Must be reality making further alterations once somebody realized the mixed gender dorm was rather weird. Unable to undo the wish, the whole thing just escalated by turning the dorm 100% female, and then it someway retroactively changed something with Michael, leaving female his default form. Either that, or sex makes changes permanent which can have some wonderful implications.
In any case, no wishing for now, better skim trough the contacts and facebook app friends list on the way, to see whether any other of Michael's friends got changed.
Also, if you really want to magic it around, and if Michael has problems with the studies, I say make the lecturer like Mika just enough to forgive cheating.
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No.2252
>>2251
>>2246
I say either making one twin a dickgirl made the other "copy over", and from there our roommate got shifted because otherwise the situation wouldn't "make sense".
Or someone else with the ability to make wishes was somehow involved.
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No.2253
>>2246
Close to empty would be harmless. Current status is 9x over recommended maximum charge, though it warns of critical levels at 10x
>>2251
>>2252
second poster is more correct about their assumptions.
Either way, a bit of a difference in opinion here, some want futa fun, some want caution. The rest I guess I can integrate. Not going to happen right away today though, busy night.
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No.2254
>>2253
Whatever's done, we should empty some of what we've got or we'll risk whatever it is that could go wrong if it reaches critical.
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No.2257
>>2253
Can't we just funnel that overloading energy into something or somebody dislikeable and hope it turns into a futa?
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No.2258
>>2253
>>2243
See how much area wide wishes cost. "Everybody in the room experiences a sudden orgasm." or something along that line.
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No.2260
>>2244
“Are you off to prepare for that exam?” Connor asked as she sat down by the table with Michael, grabbing a bite of her sandwich.
“Yeah,” he responded, figuring that Connor would manage living with her gender change until he was done with it. “I’m hoping it’ll work out well, I didn’t get enough prep time yesterday.”
Connor just gave Michael a look of impentinence while chewing, probably of the opinion that a good dicking was worth a lower grade in a study.
“Yeah, yeah, I get you,” Michael shrugged and got back to his cereals. He finished breakfast and went to his room to skim through his phone a bit before moving out.
He saw that the numbers were steadily climbing, and now that Connor was back up, he’d gotten his connection back again, which added 11Qs/S to his 18. Seems his transition from male to female and exposure to magic had increased his power overnight.
Another thing Michael checked was his social circles, to see if anything else was amiss. Connor’s digital footprint definitely had adjusted to his new reality, a lot of selfies, exercise pictures, Volleyball tournament pictures, and of course, party pictures. Connor certainly knew how to enjoy herself, by the looks of things. But beyond Connor and some slight alterations to Veronica’s and Janice’s profiles, primarily spotted through cruder humor and more dominant rhetoric, not much seemed to have changed. Nothing on the generic local or national news implied
Michael figured that he should probably put in some emergency pressure valve spell so he wouldn’t get distracted during the test by exploding, or worse. The question however, was what to do?
‘’Eh, might as well do some fire and forget,’’ Michael thought to himself. He figured he could do something that would influence people he met. Maybe only those that was a pain, though. Which in Michael’s experience were mostly males.
‘’Fine,’’ he decided, and thought: ‘’“I wish all annoying males that I interact with, will slowly become submissive girls. They’ll have a dick but also a vagina, and they and everyone else will assume that’s how they’ve always been. Also, they’ll be changed quicker if they keep being annoying, and things brought up will change first.”’’
It cost about 1KQHr to initialize, but it was already reducing his Qs/s to a net of 12. The spell popped up in the phone’s list of active enhancements. Weird, seems that things reset sometime during the night. Did the conditionals he added last night just delete all history? That would be annoying, to say the least. History states are good to have when messing with anything, reality even more so.
A warning timer popped up on his screen. A normal calendar one, telling him that it was 10 minutes until the study group would gather. Michael cursed and locked the phone, picking up his school bag (satchel? It was a lot more feminine than his old bag at least,) and moved out.
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No.2261
>>2260
It took him twenty minutes to get over to the study group room on the campus, Where Haru, Jasper and Cody were already repeating and challenging one another on various trivia related to the test.
“Ah, finally you got here, Mika,” Haru, the half-japanese, all-Asian stereotype math geek replied after glancing up from a notebook. “I thought women were supposed to be punctual.”
“Well, sorry if I’m a disappointment,” Michael shrugged as she took off her jacket and sat down. “I’ve been having the weirdest day of my life, but let’s focus on the test.”
“Let’s do that,” Jasper, the slightly tanned and natural blonde guy in the group replied, “Cody was just about to ask us a few questions,” he continued, glancing over at the nerdy black member of the study group.
“Sounds great,” Michael beamed, pulling out his own notebooks, which had become pink overnight. “Guh, I hope my handwriting is understandable.”
“Better than Haru’s,” Jasper chuckled, ”his handwriting looks like something someone wrote with their butt.”
“Hey,” Haru whined, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. “I’ve grown up with computers, handwriting isn’t my thing.”
“Alright, so here’s question number one,” Cody interrupted.
They kept on for a few minutes, getting into the zone. Just as it was Michael’s turn, he noticed that Haru was going through a change. Michael cursed himself as he recalled the spell he put on himself, seeing Haru’s waist thinning, hips widening and mounds of flesh growing on his chest. Then, while Michael was gazing, Haru’s t-shirt over the course of a few seconds became a sleeveless shirt with a slightly deeper neckline. Yep, this was definitely Michael’s fault.
“What’s up with you today, Mika?” Jasper inquired, noticing how she was distracted by the oblivious Haru.
“As I said,” Michael shook his head and closed his eyes for a moment, “weird day.”
“Yeah, less chatter about Mika, more focus on this test, or we’ll all be some C-grade student’s bitches when we’re done with school,” Cody said with a warning tone. “Though I’m guessing that’s probably what you put your heart into either way, Jasper?”
“Shut your face and get back to work,” Jasper shot back at Cody with a grunt, leaning back in his seat and scratching his throat for a moment.
“Fine fine,” Cody said and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Alright, let’s do this chapter,” he said after a moment
Michael was conflicted in if he should have done something to stop his classmates from becoming affected by the spell, but that damn test was important, and relatively speaking, it wouldn’t hurt their performance. Also, there was something tingling in the back of his mind that the world could always use a few more submissive beauties.
A few minutes later and Cody’s voice cracked in mid-sentence, nobody but Michael noticed. Jasper’s shirt opened a cleavage with lace on his smaller chest with small breasts, and his hair had begun to crawl down his neck
The next time Haru spoke, his voice wasn’t the only thing that was indistinguishable from a girl’s. When Haru got up from his seat, Michael had to take a moment to take in all the various things that had changed. His trousers had gotten a lower cut, the feminine underwear climbing up on his wider hips, and his shirt had become a cleavage revealing cami that revealed his stomach along with his new cleavage. The clack of boots went through the room as Haru went for a water bottle, his wide hips profiling his most distinguished feminine feature, a full and heart-shaped butt.
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No.2262
>>2261
“You really should get yourself a tan, Haru,” Jasper commented from her position as he glanced over at Haru’s pale back, apparently checking out his rear as well.
“I don’t have time for that with all these studies,” Haru shrugged back, pulling some hair out of her face and arching his back in a subconscious display of his sexiest asset. His waist was ridiculously thin now, as well as his chest, which made his b-cup breasts look bigger on him. “I wouldn’t have minded Cody’s skin complexion, would have saved me the trouble.”
“Please,” Cody said in a soft gir’s voice, his face now feminized with big eyes, a perky small nose and pouty lips, as well as curly hair barely reaching his shoulders. “You don’t have to live with the racism that comes along with it.
“I can’t imagine you have much trouble with that, Cody,” Jasper said and giggled, sending ripples through his growing breasts. “You don’t look like a big scary black person.”
“Ugh, you are way too privileged, Jasper. You can just press your chest up in someone’s face and you’ll be set for life,” Cody shrugged back, his shirt slowly revealing more and more skin.
“Yeah, a natural blonde, you’ve got it easy,” Haru added, rolling his hips as the fabric of his trousers went from jeans over to a semi synthetic form-fitting material, the zipper crawling down to place itself in the rear, turning the jeans into a pair of body-hugging zip back pants. “Either way, let’s continue to study before we have to leave,” he continued as he tenderly sat back down with his notes.
Another ten minutes of studies, and things were getting out of hand. Jasper’s breasts had become something close to F-cups, their combined mass probably was bigger than his brain. A few minutes ago his jeans had become checkered, before they turned into a skirt. And Jasper wasn’t wearing any underwear, and Jasper was getting aroused, as his dick was lifting his skirt up.
“God damn it, Jasper,” Haru groaned as she saw he snuck a hand down to touch himself. “We’re studying here.”
“Yeah,” Cody chirped in, his body now also fully feminized, his hair reaching below his shoulders and his flat stomach on display over his now low-cut jeans. “We told you this was a pants and panties day, but no, you didn’t listen.”
“Oh shut up you two,” Jasper said in his high pitched voice. “I just remembered we got mister Ravenholm guarding us during exams today, and you guys know I’d blow a load if I was to be under his watch all day.
Even Michael felt his crotch throb and nipples stiffen at the thoughts of Mister Ravenholm giving him a stern look, so he could sympathize. Just thinking of the possibility of being ordered around by him was making him sweat.
“Aw shit,” Haru said in an apprehensive tone. “That’s right, and now you got me tenting too,” he groaned as he looked down at himself. “Fuck, guys, we need to unwind,”
“Well, duh,” Jasper said and giggled, pulling off his skirt and spreading his legs to show off an impressive rod, but where the balls would have been on a man, there was just the bubbly and glistening flesh of a aroused vagina. “First to come gets ten bucks from the others,”
“I don’t have that sort of money,” Cory whined as he pulled down his jeans, revealing the biggest dick so far in the group. “Are we talking number one or number two?” he asked as he began stimulating both his dick and his plump lips.
“The dick is the problem,” Haru harumphed as he stepped out of his form-fitting pants, pulled off the thong and began stroking his own member. “Tend to your girls at another time.”
Michael was pondering where he would fit into all of this, as it seemed this was sort of standard procedure for them to jerk off in this group. It certainly made things slightly less awkward, even though he was the cause of it all.
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No.2263
As fun as being submissive may be, one thing Michael's lacked his whole life appears to be control.
Now that he can wish reality to change at his whim, it doesn't feel like he's in control if all someone would need to do do have his body would be look sternly at him.
Less so when without those very wishes he'd be powerless again.
I think it's time he took the reigns of the situation. "I wish I were someone to always be in control."
Let's see if he can make these distraught classmates focus on something for once. Without needing wishes to alter them further.
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No.2264
>>2262
Watching his friends and classmates slowly into girly, submissive hermaphrodites and jerking themselves off in front of him was having an effect on Michael’s own girly, submissive body, inspiring him to rub at his own breasts and crotch, but desiring more.
Still, he didn’t want to end up as he did yesterday, so he would be careful about his approach to getting what he wanted. Even though being a submissive girl was a lot of fun, Michael conceded to himself it was not a very healthy combination with reality altering powers given to him by a girl pretending to be a devil.
No, he probably needed some better backup wishes to avoid getting stuck under someone’s thumb, besides Janice’s. He pondered for a few seconds and made a wish: “‘’I wish I was in control of any situation I end up in, getting what I want if I speak it out.’’”
“Excuse me, guys,” Michael announced to the masturbating menage a trois as he began pulling off his t-shirt and unbuttoning his jeans, “I’d rather you guys ram those dicks inside of me, instead of letting it go to waste.”\
“Wow,” Jasper beamed first, walking over in his thigh-high socks and heels and moving behind Michael, pushing his ample breasts against his back and his rod between Michael’s buttcheeks after removing his panties. “That’s awfully nice of you.”
“I agree,” Haru added as he moved up in front of Michael, pushing their breasts together and sliding his dick in under Michael’s moist crotch. “I’ve always wondered why you hadn’t joined us earlier,” Haru added as Jasper and he brought Michael down to her knees, so Cody would have access to Michael’s last available hole.
“She does like to watch quietly,” Cody added as he sauntered over where he kissed Michael on his lips before pulling his dick up, pushing it into his mouth.
It didn’t take long before Michael was eagerly sucking and bouncing on the girly dicks. It seemed even his butt was designed for this kind of abuse by Janice, as it was pliable and lubricated enough to take a massive dick that Jasper now was ramming into him. Michael was, once again, in a heaven of ecstasy, orgasming again and again as each of the three herms blew their juicy loads into him.
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No.2265
"Harder." Michael growls out, realising something of importance.
No submissive girl could really enjoy anything without someone dominant to be submissive towards to. "Please your mistress."
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No.2267
>>2265
Well, that escalated pretty quickly.
Still seems like Michael's personality shifted to be more accommodating of dicks. I'd like to see some more mention of this.
Keep up the good work?
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No.2268
>>2267
And by that, I mean how he seems too easy going about getting rammed constantly, by dicks.
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No.2269
>>2268
A minor side-effect of Janice' desires when Michael gave her a dick, I'd say. Post in a few minutes
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No.2270
>>2264
After enjoying the taste of Cody as he came early in his mouth, some part of Michael decided that these subs needed some more guidance. It wasn’t what Janice would enjoy, which made his heart ache, but he figured that would be a small price to pay to help these eager creatures get their wishes fulfilled.
Michael mentally made a wish: ‘’Make me enjoy being a dominant girl instead of a sub,’’
“Harder,“ Michael immediately ordered the two still stuffing her holes. “Your mistress demands your best.”
The two only moaned consentingly as they redoubled their efforts, and began finger his pussy as arousal of Michael dominance turned him on again. Michael glanced over at Cody and found this too passive for her liking, wishing that he was ready to go again.
“Get over here and put that thing in my mouth,” she commanded. Cody’s dick throbbed back to life and within two heartbeats he was thrusting it into Michael’s throat. ‘’Perfect,’’ Michael thought to herself as she indulged in the eager work her minions were putting into pleasuring her.
After a few more orgasms on Michael’s part, the three climaxed and filled her up again. Cody withdrew from her mouth, but she gestured for him to come down and plant his lips on hers, where she spat his load into his mouth. “Keep it in there for now,” she said as she tenderly rose off Jasper and Haru’s dicks and spun around. “Now you two, clean up after yourselves,” she ordered, which had them eagerly dig into her dripping ass and pussy, licking up their and her fluids.
“And don’t swallow or spit it out,” she crooned and gestured for them to rise and gather in front of her. She presented her hands, cupped and ready to receive the contents of their mouths, which they delivered. She stirred it a bit and gently slid a fair share back into each of their mouths.
“Good boys,” she sighed as she let them lick her hands clean. “I guess a gift for being such nice servants is in order. How about some perspective?” she asked, making a wish: ‘’Let Haru, Jasper and Cody regain knowledge of their changes today, but they can’t tell anyone about it or conspire against me, and their bodies will encourage their current social roles and mores.’’
A look of apprehension crawled across the faces of the three. “Oh, my, god,” Haru whispered as he looked down upon his tanned breasts and began feeling up his curvy hips and delicious ass.
“I-I-I’ve got boobs,” Jasper stammered in his frail voice. “And I’ve,” he said before interrupting himself, a finger wiping a drop of splooge off a corner of his mouth. “And big lips, and a girly voice…”
Cody was desperately trying to redress himself. “And I remember… like, two lives.”
“Yeah, me too,” Haru added hastily. “Like, my old girly… wait, that’s probably not my old life. My old boy life and my current… herm slut life.”
“That’s just the spell letting you know both worlds,” Michael explained, getting the attention of the three, which immediately wilted a bit at their master’s voice explaining things to them. “Up until an hour ago, you were just ordinary boys. Now, you’ve got two lives of experience and some pretty sexy bodies to go with it.”
“But we’re, hermaphroditic,” Jasper muttered, swinging his hips to show off what he was thinking of. “And you’ve taken our balls and given us vaginas.”
“You’re still fertile,” Michael assured them, wishing so they were. “And any children you bear will be like you, no matter how watered out their bloodlines from you would be.”
“And nobody… knows?” Cody asked, lifting up his bra as if it was the first time he’s ever seen one, before expertly putting it on.
“Just me,” Michael confirmed. “I could always take away the gift, again, if you prefer to live ignorant of your improvements?”
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No.2271
>>2270
“No,” Haru said, glancing nervously over at his two friends. “I think I can live with this… Even though it’s a bit disturbing, I must admit I’ve never felt this great before. Having sex, and, well, showing off my ass to people,” he added with a blush.
“Oh my god!” Jasper exclaimed, as if he just had a great idea. “I’m the go-to gal for learning girls how to blow dicks at school, by having them blow me! That’s pretty sweet!”
“Shit, you taught me,” Cody muttered with embarrased apprehension.
“Of course I did,” Jasper beamed. “Once you eat white, you’ll always want another bite,” he said and jiggled his breasts and dick in Cody’s direction.
“Seems I’m the decent one in the group though,” Cody said, somewhat relieved. “Mostly girlfriends and normal relationships, not the butt-queen or the school slut.”
“Hey,” Haru whined as he zipped up his back pants, adeptly adjusting it to show off his best assets. “We futas need to stick together, you know, sluts or not.”
“That you do,” Michael chuckled, pulling the final piece of clothing, her t-shirt, over her chest,. “As you’re still my sluts,” she added, noticing how they glowed at being given such a title from their mistress.
“Anyway,” Michael sighed as he looked at himself in a window’s reflection. “I think I’m in need of a minor touch-up here.” she said and wished for a few upgrades.
Her jeans became thinner, lower cut, more form-fitting and the color changed to a whiter shade, and filled out slightly as her hips and butt expanded. Her sneakers turned into white heeled leather boots, and her t-shirt transitioned into a more feminine cami, revealing plenty of her stomach and her deepening cleavage.
Her arms aquired a pair of arm wrist belt bracelets and her ears gained a pair of emerald ear-piercings. Her hair also grew rapidly, long locks reaching her waist.
“Wow, that’s pretty sweet,” Haru said, awestruck.
“You guys noticed it happening?” Michael asked as she gave herself a look-over. “Normally nobody notices when I adjust.”
Cody shrugged his shoulders, moving back to his notes. “Maybe that gift of yours lets us notice. Either way, as much as I’d like to run home and masturbate furiously with my new sex organs, I think we should try and focus on what we came here to do, and that is this damn test.”
“Always the good and disciplined student, aren’t you Rody?” Jasper said with a giggle.
“Hey, I like being a good girl… well, student…” Rody stammered back.
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No.2272
Why should they even worry about the test? As far as Michael I'd concerned, she can just wish them perfect grades.
Or even better, mess with the teachers and slowly turn them into her pets. Futa or otherwise.
It wouldn't be the first time anyone thought the school staff needed an upgrade after all. Michael would very well be making a favor for the rest of the students.
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No.2273
>>2272
Let's make it fun. First add these three to the network.
Cancel the "turn into X if you're annoying" and instead have it so every time someone tells no to one of our three special girls (other than ourselves), reality will alter so they'll physically become more of a dickgirl (or dickwoman).
BUT, these new dickgirls will keep their original personality (and age so long as they're under 35), only becoming subservient to us once we've had our way with them. And the more they had said no before that point, the more worshipful to us they'll become once we finish them off (pun intended).
This is, of course, if we even do anything with them. We don't have the time or need to fuck everyone who's turned after all.
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No.2274
>>2272
>>2273
While you two are trying to bring about a new world order of dickgirls, I'm left wondering if Michael ever had a list.
You know, those people who he would've wanted to metaphorically fuck over or literally do so for one reason or another. Now that he's got a more aggressive perspective in life and the means to do so, I'd consider he'd go give a mouthful to all of them.
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No.2275
Why not just turn the university into some sort of perfectly legal sex palace?
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No.2276
>>2274
Why not both?
>>2275
I'd have to say we better not take it THAT far… Just yet at least. There's supposed to be others with wishes after all.
What we COULD do is turn one of the unless classes into something like "Sex 101" or such. Put a "teacher" as fake figure head so that if someone with power notices and tries to have a go at someone they'll take teacher out first… Giving us a chance to see them coming.
…but I'm not too sure of that would be amongst Michael's list of priorities at the moment.
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No.2277
>>2276
>>2275
>>2274
>>2273
>>2272
Heh, seems the wheels began spinning now. Quite a few things to look at, and I don't know if there's any direct conflicts mentioned so far. I'll look into writing later, but I fear it might be late, if not done before tomorrow.
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No.2280
>>2277
Sorry, bit more work to find a good angle than I expected.
Either way, I did buy a commission off BSB for a scene back in 1_5, so I figured I'd share that here now before I continue writing the next part. Also pondering if I should make a tip jar paypal for co-sponsoring commissions, if that is of interest to people.
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No.2281
>>2280
Holy fuck that's awesomely unexpected.
I say go ahead and open up the tip jar!
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No.2282
>>2281
alright, made one over at questgiverzero on the goggles.
Now then, back to figuring the next chapter.
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No.2283
>>2282
The Googles is giving me shit. Direct link?
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No.2284
>>2280
Hey did you tel BSB about /tf/ or what? I'm just concerned what his reaction will be if he ever discovers the thread sharing his comics.
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No.2285
>>2284
Google - > "Chan blackshirtboy" - > second link is here.
He's not dumb, he knows of this place, and it's not exactly hard to find.
BSB has been a pretty cool guy in the anon threads for what I've heard. Basically said he understood the whole pirating thing but that so long as it wasn't rampant all out "spread it as soon as it comes put" he didn't mind much. He seems disappointed mostly, but accepting there's no real way to put a full stop to it.
Basically, he like any other artist, is a limited resource. So of we don't at least hold certain restraint, he'll just end up no longer being an artist since he'd lose his livelihood.
But we're getting off topic.
We want the next part!
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No.2286
>>2270
“You know what? I think we passed that test with flying colors,” Michael stated and wished it so that the four of them would be registered as attended, tests delivered and their memories adjusted to recall what they answered.”
“Woah, that’s a strange feeling,” Haru muttered as he massaged his temple. “Oh, I remember the test now, but is it really done?” he continued and looked at his watch. “This is freaky.”
“Lets just say I know magic,” Michael shrugged and mentally reconnected their energies to her own, netting her a nice bonus 40 Qs/s. Surprisingly enough, his storages had barely been reduced by his radical changes of the three.
“Wow, that’s awesome,” Jasper said with a bounce. “So you could like make me a foot shorter and my boobs bigger? Whoops, Jasmine certainly talks before she thinks,” he continued and blushed.
Michael rolled her eyes and altered Jasper as he requested. “Like that?”
“Oh, wow,” Jasper said with awe, looking around the room from a different perspective before looking down and giving his chest a squeeze, moaning slightly. “Oh my god, that was awesome!” he beamed before running over to hug Michael. “Big boobs is one thing, but that tall body had been a sore spot for Jasmine in her life. Now she’s more like the blonde pixie she imagines herself.”
“You’re getting into this,” Cody commented.
“Well, being a stereotypical blonde male isn’t all that entertaining,” Jasper replied with a smile from Michael’s embrace. “And mistress can fulfill wishes, so why not?”
“Either way,” Haru said, blushing slightly at the conversation. “Did you have anything in mind, Mika?”
“Actually I did,” Michael smiled wickedly to the three. “First of all, I’m going to adjust some aura effects on you, so that anytime someone tells you no, they’ll gradually turn into dick-girls like you. They won’t be made aware of it, however, so don’t tell them. If they keep being a pain, bring them to me and I’ll look into what needs doing.”
“So, if we ask anyone if they want to suck a dick and they say no, they’ll become like us?” Cody hesitantly asked.
“More or less,” Michael confirmed. “I’m doing some hands-on experiments with the magic. Pick out a few guys or girls you think would make good examples and give them some hard requests.”
“Either way,” Michael continued, “I’m going to go and say hi to the athletics team. Maybe you’d like to be my arm candy and test out your powers in shallow waters?”
“I don’t like Duncan,” Haru declared as he sashayed over to Michael and wrapped a hand around his waist, pushing his ample hips against him. “He’s in my dorm and too high on himself, and he’s a sprinter.”
“Oh, Michelle shot me down when I asked her out for a date once,” Jasper said, moving in on Michael’s left side, his breasts brushing up against his. “Both versions of me, actually.”
“I don’t particularly dislike anyone of them,” Cody shrugged. “But I guess I’ll join. I wouldn’t know what to do with myself right now, either way.”
“Then it’s settled,” Michael said and reached out a hand for Cody to hold. “We’re going on a picnic, and on the menu we got Duncan and Michelle, among others,” Michael said, thinking of Douglas Redvale, his own tormentor from high school, which now played on the university’s football team.
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No.2287
Wait, what? Turning the three barely made a dent in the reserves?
We might actually have to try something extreme over here to see the scale of what all this stored up energy can do!
I'm thinking testing the waters in "dipping the toe outside human". Let the girls loose with the athletes, have them get as many 'no's under their belt as they can rack up.
Remember them it doesn't need to actually be denial, just being told 'no' ought to trigger it.
In the mean time we go take a visit to Doug.
Change him into Michael's loyal guardian bitch. And not just *any* bitch, I'm talking full wolf anthro bodyguard. Athletic, strong, menacing, and above all blindly thralled to us.
The trigger for the change ought to be humiliation and submission, the more he feels it, the more he changes, and the more arousing it becomes. He'll be aware and remember everything, but the servant personality will gain more and more control as he turns, eventually locking him as a passenger in his own lustful and sensitive new body.
Everyone else will think and treat him as if he were an actual dog once the transformation starts. We make it so he turns back once he's sated his arousal (which can only be done if we command it).
However, each time he turns, he'll have less to return to. Both mind and body will become more and more that of the 'bitch form' until eventually he'll forever become our personal mutt.
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No.2288
>>2287
That's a plan mote convoluted than Catherine's designs in horse fucking.
I approve!
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No.2289
>>2287
So rather than a single transformation, curse him so as time goes on he'll transform back and forth, needing to come seek Michael out every time so he can turn back.
Except every time he does, he'll be more and more 'hooked'.
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No.2290
>>2282
Still not finding anything for the top jar. Link?
>>2287
Pic related.
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No.2291
Why not just, I don't know, add some cuntboys to the mix too? Or sexbots.
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No.2292
>>2291
One step at a time.
Once we've finished cursing Doug we'll move to the next 'test subject' and see what we can do.
If the consumption from shifting those three is any indicator, I suspect we could actually turn the place into a mythological theme park by the end of the week.
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No.2293
Got some trouble with the paypal, might need to make another account.
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No.2294
>>2293
Aight, redid it for a new email, now qgiver0 at the geemails. Also made a blog for paypal subscription/donate buttons http://qgiverzero.tumblr.com/
Alright, back to writing, I guess.
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No.2297
>>2286
Michael sent his three companions over to sit on the bleachers on the side of the track, while she hunted down her own prey. She crooned happily to herself as she located him. Douglas had just finished off football practice and was on the way over to the showers.
“Hey, Doug,” Michael said with a smile as she intercepted him on his path, which seemed to puzzle him. Michael could guess that the female history of herself wasn’t that different from her masculine.
“Uh, hi Mika,” Douglas replied after a moment. “Excuse me for being blunt, but I wasn’t expecting… well, this.”
“But we haven’t really started on this yet, Douggie,” Michael smiled as she began formulating a fate for him. “Let’s start with a question, noticed how reality seems to be a bit, off lately?” she queried and wished that he was fully aware of all the reality alterations that she’d put people through. The effect was pretty much instantaneous as Douglas’ eyes glanced over to Michael’s trio of dick-girls fifty feet behind her.
They were apparently asking if the runners were done every time they ran past, and one by one they were being changed. The boys were feminizing, their clothes shrinking and clinging closer to their bodies, their waists shrinking, their hips widening, everything but the package in their shrinking training tights were becoming more and more feminine. Then he saw the girls crotches inflate, silhouettes of dicks crawling up the rim of their underwear.
“Heh, wouldn’t surprise me if the school is nothing but dicks and chicks by the end of the day,” Michael said as she wrapped a hand around Douglas’ paralyzed and confused waist. “Also, remember Michael? Neighbor kid you used to bully a lot?”
Douglas blinked as he managed to pull his eyes away from the madness happening out on the track, down to the girl that had attached herself to him. “Michael? Well, yeah, but…no. That’s not right. You?”
“Me,” Michael beamed, planting his head on Douglas’ shoulders as a reward.
Douglas tore himself out of Michael’s grasp as if she was on fire. “Get the fuck away from me, you freak!” he cried. He spun around and was about to ran when he felt the very nightmarish feeling of being unable to. “No! Why can’t I move?” he cried through gritted teeth, glancing behind himself to see Michael casually walk closer to him.
“Because I got special plans for you, douggie,” Michael said with a slasher smile plastered over her lips. “You were a pain while I was growing up, and you never had the balls to apologize for it as you matured.”
“It was just pranks, man,” Douglas cried as Michael walked in front of him. “Everyone expected it of me.”
“Ah yes, bullying is usually about building up your own position by stepping on those of lower stature,” Michael said as she mimed climbing a ladder. “However, I’m in charge now, and it’s time you are the one getting stepped on,” she said before pausing for a moment, apparently thinking about something. “There we go. This should be fun.”
“What did you do?” Douglas whimpered, looking around to see if anything had changed.
“Nothing much,” Michael said before presenting a tennis ball. “Catch,” she said as she threw it at Douglas, who promptly caught it, then shuddered.
“What was that?” Douglas asked nervously as he looked at the ball, his body slowly being filled with pleasure.
“We’ll see if you get it,” Michael answered, “now, bring it to me.”
Douglas felt a tingle of joy as he walked over to Michael and dropped the ball in Michael’s outreached hand. “It feels weird,” he complained as he scratched his back, which made him wince with pain. “What the hell?!” he cried out as he saw his hands, now grey and fur-covered with rounded pointy claws and paw pads. “Dog paws? Are you turning me into a fucking dog?”
“Partially, at least, and yes on the first part. Catch!”
Douglas didn’t think as he saw the ball fly high above him. His body crouched, his toes seemed to stay in touch with the ground for a very long time before he jumped into the air. He saw the ball in front of his nose, causing him to open his mouth. He blinked and found that he had the ball firmly lodged inside his mouth, which felt awfully different and toothier than it did a heartbeat back. As he landed, his tongue eagerly explored the foreign object, apparently much longer, more agile and flatter than it had been.
He looked closely at the brow of his nose, which seemed a lot bigger now. It had also turned grey, and his nose felt wet. He picked the ball out of his mouth and closed it, confirming with his other pawed hand that he indeed had gained a dog-like muzzle, canine teeth and all. A pitiful whine whistled out of it before he tried to talk.
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No.2298
>>2297
“I’m sorry,” he managed to say somewhat clearly. “Please stop… changing me,” he continued, his voicing rising in pitch mid-sentence.
“But you’ve become such a good boy,” Michael said as she walked over to him and patted him on his muzzled head, causing his ears to pop out into pointy dog ears. “Though those shoes you’re wearing signals that you’re probably going to be a very good girl, soon,” she said as she held her hand out for the ball.
Douglas eyes opened wide as he looked down, finding his feet had morphed into digitigrade dog legs, which were wearing custom made running shoes for such legs. And they were very, very pink.
He looked up and saw Michael’s outreached hand, and was compelled to put the ball into it, filling his body with unwanted pleasure. This time, he could feel something very hairy sprout from his lower back. He turned around to confirm this, but also found that the trousers he’d been wearing were morphing into bubblegum pink jogging tights, their legs shrinking up to boxer shorts length, the rim lowering down to fit under his tail.
“Good boy,” Michael giggled and tussled his hair, eliciting a whine from him. “Who is a good dog?” she then asked, seeing the pain in Douglas’ eyes as he tried to fight himself. “Who is a good dog?”
“Douglas,” he answered after a moment, feeling his shirt shrinking.
“Good dog! Who is a good dog?”
“Douglas,” he answered again, his voice higher pitched, his paws feeling up his buttcheeks as they began growing.
“Very good dog,” Michael crooned and put a hand down Douglas’ pink shorts, wrapping her fingers around his dick and balls. “Doggie still a good boy?”
“Yes,” Douglas admitted, his pitch once again higher, feeling his rod throb in Michael’s hand as his hips kept on expanding.
“Very good!” Michael said and retracted her hand. “I think we got time for one more ball. Are you ready?”
“Ready!” Douglas cried out, instincts making him ready to pounce, his chest tingling as fur grew under the tight shirt that now looked more like a top. As Michael threw the ball far, Douglas threw himself after the ball, hands on the ground pulling for purchase before his legs joined in. Every pounce after the ball, every pull of his legs up to his body, he could feel the content of his shorts shrink, and the flesh on his chest began tugging more and more. As he once again managed to grab the ball with his mouth, he kept running but turned back, eager to get back to Michael.
“Very good,” Michael crooned as Douglas returned and dropped the ball from his mouth into her hand, tongue lolling out the side as he was giving all his attention to Michael. “Get up and pull down your pants, so we can see if you’re a good girl.”
Douglas did as Michael commanded, overjoyed at being given orders but also surprised at his current state, “My dick is gone!” he exclaimed as a padded finger rubbed at his bubbly, dark grey mound with red juicy flesh glistening below.
“Very good, girl,” Michael smiled as she observed her handiwork. Douglas now looked like a female werewolf wearing a pink sports bra, training shorts and digitigrade running shoes. Even though she was very feminine, she was also massive and muscular, probably seven feet tall, and by the looks of things, her puffy and eager pussy was deeper than most, and her breasts, though not very big compared to her well-trained body, fit her physique very well.
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No.2299
>>2298
“But you need a better name than Douglas, girl.” Michael said as she scratched the wolf-morph behind her ear, eliciting a few strings of drool to drip into her neckline as she panted heavily. “Dolly, I think. A sheep in wolf’s clothing seems about right. Pull up your shorts, let’s go say hello to my disciplies. Just so you know, you will be my body guard.”
“Aye, Mika,” Dolly responded, leaving Douglas in the passenger seat for now. “Dolly’s old mind wonders how long this will last.”
“Until I let you climax,” michael beamed. “Then Douglas can have his old body back. Partially, that is. When I need help, he will be there. So you can be there.”
“Okay mistress!” Dolly beamed and joined her mistress on her right hand side.
“Oh, you turned Douglas into a dog?” Haru asked as the two arrived.
“Ah, right,” Michael said and thought for a moment, causing a startle in the three dick-girls. “Put him under a glamor so that whenever he’s partially transformed into Dolly here, people will think he’s just an ordinary dog.
“Wow, that’s some weird-ass wolf-creature,” Cody commented.
“My mind says you’re a weird-ass girl-creature,” Dolly beamed, “But if you belong to mistress then you are a part of my pack,” she continued as she planted herself on the ground in front of the three, her back turned to them as she watched the field in front of them.
“Seems you guys are going to get along just fine,” Michael chuckled and sat down behind Dolly, scratching her ears which provoked her tail to wag. “And I see you’ve made a few cute colleagues,” she mused as she saw a pair of familiar faces running past with jiggle in their sports bras and running shorts.
“Duncan is about to lap for the fifth time, and we’ve figured out that if we ask him something in a choir, we get three no’s out of one,” Jasper beamed with a giggle.
“Here he comes,” Haru smirked as a very feminine and athletic creature began closing in on their position. If it wasn’t for the DD-cups bouncing on her chest Michael would have thought her to be a teenager for her girly face. But the breasts and the massive rod tucked down one of the running shorts legs made that clear.
“You done yet?” the three asked in a choir, a fat smile plastered over their faces.
“Nope,” the cute and curvy dickgirl replied, her clothing shrinking around her, her breasts growing, along with her hips and legs. She left them with a beautiful view of a heart-shaped ass that the shorts were doing its best at snuggling as close as possible to.
“I wonder what she will look like after a few more laps,”Jasper giggled.
“I’m beginning to wonder that myself,” Michael chuckled as she fished out her phone to check her stats. 58Qs/s, ‘’Storage: 430.47KQHs. Maximum recommended storage, 45 KQHrs, increasing with 208KQHRs/hour due to buildup. Critical levels at x10x recommended maximum.’’ Well shit. If she wasn’t wrong about the numbers, she’d be exceeding 10x within ten minutes. Seems turning people into werewolves and dickgirls was quite cheap.
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No.2300
>>2299
Shit.
Well, let's go massive then. Wish that a downpour begin immediately, one that will keep quickly growing in size (and strength, but never stringer than a powerful downpour) until our reserves are at 20%.
Wish that the whole track and bleachers be within a building (and that it's always been that way).
Ask the girls (Dolly included) to think up of a 'weird mutation' along the lines of Dolly (not necessarily animal girl, just "never existed before, but there are a lot of people who'd surely find it arousing"), one each. And then send them on their way to Fuck the track team. Whoever they fuck will become exactly the sort of "weird mutation" they'd imagined.
Not only will everyone think it's always been this way, but those not fucking someone (except Michael) will not even notice the orgy.
Dolly will be able to orgasm from her partners, but she'll instinctually realize that Michael has to be the one to give her the orgasm for her to feel fully sated and turn back. Not that she won't enjoy the experience.
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No.2301
>>2297
>>2298
>>2299
Awesome post. Question, how much would we need to raise for the next sequence?
>>2300
Cut off the energy link to the others as an extra precaution.
Give all four of your girls collars to show the world they're your special pets. They're indestructible and the wearers will not only be unable to take them off, but the mere thought of it will feel repulsive, and naturally so. It will allow Michael to know where they are and what they're doing whenever she wants to, and to instantly call them to her side if she so needs it.
They can fuck as much as they want, whoever they want, whenever they want it (the collars will allow them to seduce their target easily, as everyone not Michael will find those wearing these collars strangely alluring), but the collars will make it feel even better if they're doing it because you commanded them to.
Dolly's collar will have a second feature built into it. When Doug is in control, Dolly will be able to talk to him through it, even giving him small amounts of pain/pleasure if she feels whatever he's doing merits a punishment/reward. And if she senses he's about to do something Michael would seriously disapprove of, she will fully turn him then and there and gain control (meaning she'll need Michael to turn back… and there will be less of him… again).
I wonder if any of them would want to make something extra special for their favourite mistress to enjoy? a Cuntboy sounds like something that could be worth dominating… with the proper equipment of course.
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No.2302
>>2301
>**
I wonder if any of them would want to make something extra special for their favourite mistress to enjoy? a Cuntboy sounds like something that could be worth dominating… with the proper equipment of course.**
I imagine Michael could like a dick too seeing how most of her entourage are dickgirls. Maybe she could swap out some genitals with somebody else? At least for a short while.
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No.2303
>>2301
>Awesome post. Question, how much would we need to raise for the next sequence?
Thanks! It probably costs a little over a hundred dollars, depending on what artist we go for, of course.
Sequences are more work/expensive though, but one might go for single scene moments too, or just two picture sequences when there's not too much happening in between.
Not writing anything yet, so keep on talking if there's anything to add. Though, too much and things might get slow. We might need some obstacles soon though. opposition or bad luck?
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No.2304
>>2303
Why not have someone appear who's immune due to some odd bullshit "my ancestor was a saint" sort of deal?
Or we could also find out that though there might be competition, our current greatest threat is a witch hunter.
Either of those could be very dynamic changing if we add things such as they can (willingly or not) undo the changes so long as the subject truly desires to go back or they themselves aren't immune to the power, merely resistant. So if we manage to (lower their defences, find the cracks, or corrupt them) they can become powerful allays/servants.
There, now my comment looks like the FBI went over it.
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No.2308
>>2304
>>2303
Nothing like a giant magical draining storm to signal the Vatican there's someone who's made a deal with a devil in town…
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No.2309
>>2301
Here's a thought, let's just create a feedback loop drain. Make two powerful spells that are constantly countering each other. It takes magic upkeep for both without any negative effects of creating chaos that leave us picking up a bigger mess.
One spell that makes a plant grow and another that makes it shrink. Two constant effects that cancel each other out.
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No.2310
>>2309
Along with a third spell to ensure it remains stable and doesn't cause anything outside the intended use.
The spells would go to 'maximum consumption' if the reserves reach 90% or more, and once it's been lowered to around 20% they'd go to sleep in waits for the next time critical levels are approached.
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No.2311
>>2309
>>2310
You guys don't get quests do you? It's not supposed to work that way.
Congrats you found an exploit, but please let the MC panic and have a reason to cast bigger and bigger spells.
Let the plot device be a plot device. At most I want the MC to try that and our magic thingamabob punish us for doing that.
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No.2312
>>2311
If I were the GM and the energy storage limits were my main plot device, I could just state that the opposing wishes can't apply at the same to something. The system would be smart enough to just say "1 - 1 = 0, so I'll just do nothing".
Either it goes one direction or another. That simple.
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No.2317
>>2311
Eh, personally, things just feel rushed to me. I mean, short of having a pre-existing gender identity crisis, we have absolutely no reason to believe that the MC is just "suddenly fine" with being completely swapped genders. Here, we have literally nothing on that subject. There's no conflict to the story, making it boring, imo.
That being said, it's a silly read and I like it.
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No.2318
>>2317
Agreed. I thought the initial gender swap was going to provide that conflict, and then the MC just… went along their business. Even if there is some personality override going on, it doesn't seem like much if any of the original character is left in the MC.
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No.2319
>>2311
>Let the plot device be a plot device. At most I want the MC to try that and our magic thingamabob punish us for doing that.
Yeah, Losing is Fun, after all :). though to be fair, we seem to be in safe waters from that right now.
>>2317
>Eh, personally, things just feel rushed to me. I mean, short of having a pre-existing gender identity crisis, we have absolutely no reason to believe that the MC is just "suddenly fine" with being completely swapped genders.
Yeah, I've been playing a literal genie with their wishes, the "dominant girl" wish, when we went from male to female pronouns, was a slightly fatal one to worries. If she goes introspective she might ponder about these things, but right now power play is more important than introspection, as far as I see it. Besides, if people don't request focus on those things, I can't really focus on them :p
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No.2320
>>2312
Let's not forget Michael is still new to this magic thing and we only know as much as he does. He's yet to test feedback loops, it's most likely they just cancel out one another or create something freaky like making two plants one of which is shrunken and another giant instead of shrinking and growing one at same time.
He could probably even test it out on somebody, wishing for somebody to become super feminine and super masculine at same time.
>>2317
>>2318
What if it's just a side effect of the magic, changing what's supposed to be "natural" instead of changing?
I mean this is just a magical realm roleplay, remember how the previous CYOA got a little bit too fixated on the whole "trying not too fuck up with wishes" aspect so it got bogged down by the guys developing their mechanisms. Meanwhile this one gets straight on the point with magic and fetishes, and it even has it justified.
Also I'm pretty sure Michael was always a /d/ tier pervert hence him enjoying all this and going on a fetishy power trip.
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No.2321
>>2319
Well, then I guess I'm requesting some introspection… and probably conflict (preferably internal).
>>2320
Well, I feel that part of the reason this isn't hitting the mark is that there is no real conflict. If Michael was a /d/ tier pervert, there should at least be some push back in some manner to help the story along.
Right now, we've got a sort of sandbox mode going on that doesn't feel like it has a clear end point or goal.
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No.2322
>>2321
That's why I can't wait for us to fuck up in some way and create something Michael won't be able to handle.
I'd rather have the antagonist created as a result of our own shenanigans than some sort of outside force.
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No.2323
>>2303
http://www.furaffinity.net/commissions/drpickelle/
Probably worth looking into the full body toned sketch option.
Also… When will the next post come out?
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No.2324
>>2323
Working on the angle of things, it is a tricky one to get down on paper right now.
Also, thanks to those that have donated so far! With a bit of luck we might get enough to run a new one within a short time.
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No.2329
>>2298
“Alright, time to try out some large scale adjustments,” Michale exhaled and pondered what to do, gazing up at the sky. After cocking her head at an idea, she wished for it to begin raining above them, along with it slowly expanding until it was using a fair amount of her power to sustain equilibrium.
The three feminine classmates sighed as they felt the rain begin dripping on them. “Where did that come from?” Haru asked, squinting at the sky. “It was a clear blue sky the last time I looked up.”
“I’m just checking my powers over the weather,” Michael explained as she too got a bit annoyed at the droplets falling on her shoulders. “It’s a shame the university never could afford a roof. Maybe I can do something about that, though,” she said in a smug tone after exhaling. A shiver crawled across Michael’s back as she made the wish, and in the blink of an eye they were no longer out in the sun, but inside a big hall.
“Woah,” Jasper gasped. He’d always been the easily impressed one. “And I who was about to suggest a wet t-shirt contest.”
“Who’d be the judge? Who would we do it for?” Cody asked in an incredulous tone?
“Well Mistress of course,” Jasper replied without a pause. “As she said, we’re her sluts, and last time I checked wet t-shirt contests are a great slut activity.”
“Well, true,” Cody conceded reluctantly before turning towards Michael. “A question that’s been bothering me, Mika. I see in our past that we sort of met up in both worlds when we began studying here, but that you’d hook up with three of the most average nerdy male students seems a bit unlikely.”
“Are you suggesting I’m not who I say I am, Cody?” Michael replied, amused by the amount of thinking the guy still found time to do under her enchantments.
“Well, you just turned us and a large part of our lives into something that everyone seems to accept. As we got two lives to reference from, I notice that my normal boy timeline doesn’t really include our current kind,” Cody said and shrugged. “To me, it seems more likely that you’ve changed yourself from someone male, then you’ve rewritten reality so that you’ve always been Mika, the strong-headed green-haired girl that only hung out with average guys.”
Michael exhaled, impressed by Cody’s deductions. “I guess you’ve got a point. This is probably one of the advantages you get from me letting you have both your realities back and some awareness of alterations.”
“Where are you going with this, Cody?” Haru asked warily.
Cody shrugged. “I’d just like to know a little about why I’m where I’m at right now, with boobs, thighs and memories of a lot of dick in my holes. New and old.”
Michael nodded at Cody’s words, not quite sure what to answer. “Let’s say it started yesterday afternoon. I got access to magic from a third party, roommate wanted me to join on a double date, where one thing lead to another. And then there was our little orgy half an hour back that put us on this path we’re on right now: You three as my well-endowed entourage and Dolly here as my loyal watch dog,” Michael answered and scratched her guardian’s ear, eliciting a mouth opening and panting with satisfaction.
“I see,” Cody exhaled. “So you’re happy about your current situation?”
Michael pondered the question. Sure, she felt happy. She just gotten a great kick out of turning one of her childhood bullies into a submissive and loyal watch dog. She could get anyone to do as she pleased. Yet, she had to admit she wasn’t herself.
‘‘A dominant girl.’’ That was the last wish Michael had put on herself. Thinking about it, she might have bought the pig while it still was in the bag with that one. Looking at it from afar, the faint borders of her current and original personality were getting clearer.
Mika had hidden well her override of Michael, this time. Wishes during sex seemed to be her strong suit, when he wasn’t really paying attention to their consequences. Well, time to undo some of her strings, Michael thought to himself: ‘’I wish I no longer identify naturally as a woman but as Michael, and every womanly act I do I will be made aware of.’’
Some part of Michael’s mind seemed disappointed, then everything he’d done the last hour suddenly came crashing back to him in a flood.
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No.2331
>>2329
“You okay Mika?” Jasper asked, worrying about the look on Michael’s face.
“Erm, yeah,” Michael said after swallowing, which brought another cold wave of memories to his mind. “Any of you got a gum?”
Jasper smiled and stuck a hand down into her cleavage, fishing out a small pack of gum and passing Michael a sliver. He quickly unpacked it and threw it into his mouth, finding it was warm from Jasper’s body heat. “Sorry, I just made some adjustments to myself, and it sort of backfired a bit.”
“Bit like when you gave us our memories back?” Cody asked, an eyebrow raised.
“Probably a lot of the same feeling, yes,” Michael conceded, remembering the texture of Cody’s dick against his lips and tongue, as well as Jasper and Haru’s inside his other holes.
“Seems you should be careful with what you wish for,” Haru sighed before glancing up. “Though a sports centre building seems like a harmless and altruistic wish.”
“I was about to suggest we have anyone who gets drenched in the rain turn into a wet t-shirt contestant,” Jasper sighed.
“That would have been a weird scenario,” Michael agreed, looking down at his own adjusted breasts and body, a hand touching his long hair. “Though I suspect we probably would get caught up in it too.” He then picked up his cell-phone to study the numbers after the last few wishes.
‘’28Qs/s, Storage: 120.47KQHs. Maximum recommended storage, 46 KQHrs, Net increase 100KQHRs/hour, . Critical levels at x10x recommended maximum.’’
Hm, so the sports centre cost around 300KQHs to create, Michael thought and nodded to himself. A little under two hours of magic from four persons.
“So, what’s next, mistress?” Jasper asked, her feet impatiently bouncing from her seated position.
Michael raised his eyebrows and glanced over at Jasper. “Well, Any suggestions?”
Jasper practically glowed with mischief. “Why not give me the power to slowly change anyone I kiss in a way I find amusing?”
“You’re the eager one today, Jasper,” Michael said with a giggle that reverberated through his breasts more than he could recall that it did before. “Fine, but don’t overdo it”
“Why does Jasper keep asking about all of these things,” Cody sighed,
“Because I know what I want,” she smirked, leaned in and gave Cody a surprise kiss. Cody, taken by surprise, didn’t notice the changes that was happening to him as he gained more curves, his jeans morphed into a ridiculously short miniskirt with thigh-high socks, his shoes went from sneakers to pumps, and his breasts grew a few cup sizes.
“Hey,” Cody whined as Jasper broke the kiss. “Did you change something on me just now?”
“Maybe,” Jasper crooned through a giggle.
“Aww, dammit. Give me that power too, Mika,” A more peppy Cody begged.
“Fine, I guess that’s fair,” Michael giggled in response at the two.
“Fair?” Jasper queried as Cody grabbed hold of his head and planted a kiss on his lips. The most apparent changes was that she changed ethnicity from white over to Cody’s black, hair color and all. Then there were some minor modifications to make her clothes a little more revealing, and she seemed to have lost some of her height. “No fair!” she whined as Cody disengaged and skipped a few paces away from her.
“Alright, I think it’s time we call a truce before we end up in nobody-remembers-anything land,” haru said with a firm voice, looking over at Michael for support, which he gave with a nod, provoking a sigh of relief from her. “Alright, no more kissing and changing one another?”
“Fine,” Jasper and Cody replied, the former more annoyed than the latter.
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No.2332
Sorry it's been a while, I had to resign on trying to get everything into this and just decide what goes and what stays. It currently kills off a few of the previous requests, as things stand, so I think this is a good time to do another minor batch now that Michael is bit more "sane."
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No.2333
It's time "Michael" actually lost his 'virginity'. As far as anyone's concerned, he's still actually ways from losing his male virginity.
The question puget to be whether he'd like to do it to someone he's 'converted' or actually try to look for some former crush to strengthen his male personally with?
Would've any of the girls volunteer to make his 'first' male experience truly memorable?
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No.2334
>>2333
Mobile user huh.
Screw it, if Michael doesn't feel comfortable as a woman to begin with, he might as well go back to not having tits and be "Master".
He gives himself the perfect junk for Dolly fucking. Gives her an orgasm she'll keep thinking about even as Doug along with that collar mentioned earlier, and lets him leave.
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No.2335
>>2334
I like where this is going.
We have the other girls take part in Dolly's "Initiation", and then mention to the returned Doug we felt his performance had been good enough that we added a little something in the collar that'll make him unnaturally attractive to anyone he speaks to (except us and our girls of course).
We purposefully fail to tell him that the more turned on he gets the more he'll become Dolly again.
Bringing popcorn and our own little projection for the gang, we watch and see how long it takes Doug to return to our side.
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No.2336
>>2329
Quick question, what're you using to make the images?
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No.2337
>>2334
No becoming fully Male, just getting the proper equipment.
Might as well test how it feels, use the wish regarding self-awareness to realise the boundaries. Not like he can't go back to being fully male if he doesn't like being a woman.
If nothing else, this is the perfect opportunity to figure out who he's become, because he's most definitely not fully Michael anymore.
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No.2338
>>2336
Just photoshop CC, which has some okay timeline edit possibilities, then save for web with gif.
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No.2339
>>2336
>>2338
Unless you're thinking about the graphics themselves, which would be Kisekae: http://pochi.lix.jp/k_kisekae2.html
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No.2340
>Turning Michael back into male
>Making him fuck a wolfgirl
Can you at least make him literally hung as a horse then? Or an anthro horse beefcake, that'd be cool.
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No.2341
>>2340
horsecock cliché +1
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No.2344
I'm going to say "neigh" to the horse cock.
Maybe have Michael experiment with continuous energy manipulation. If she turns into something that can make better use of that energy, it might lead to different stories.
Or we could just go with more orgies… that might attract some other weirdness in the area.
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No.2345
>>2344
You'll have to be a bit more specific on how that "continuous energy manipulation" would work.
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No.2346
>>2345
Make two different, mutually exclusive wishes for on a single person, like it was suggested with making plant shrink and glow, or wish for someone to slowly transform into a woman and into a man at same time? Seeing how this is a major system exploit but could save Michael the headache of having to worry about wishes, I would like to try it out just to see what sort of unexpected consequences it introduces.
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No.2347
>>2345
I personally was thinking of turning Michael into a succubus or some other supernatural being, like an angel perhaps?
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No.2348
I think we're going to need a voting system if this keeps on any longer, otherwise GM could just give up.
>>2347
>>2346
These go into the long term drawer rather than the immediate one.
So "Not in this immediate post".
>>2340
Two neighs (one mine) and two in favor. GM is tie breaker.
Now, since all we got to spare is time until the update, let's talk character development. Because if we only wanted a porno this would be about four post longs and then just repeat itself over and over with slight variations.
First, Michael, he's just realised he messed up with his own head and nearly lost himself in the process. I don't think he'll really go for extreme alterations right now, going for the "known" and experiment/expand from there sounds like the most reasonable option.
Second, the three dick-acolytes. I'm actually interested in how these turn out. They were made to be submissive (and enjoy it) and are aware of it at least to a point. Considering their previous lives it's easy to believe they see all this as an overall improvement.
Question is if their greed to get more out of it will outweigh the gratitude/entertainment of their new life… my money is on Cody.
Then there's Janice, the 'source' to the whole Mika personality and appearance. Up to what point would Michael "Owe" Janice for this? And how long would she let herself (appearance/physique) be the result of that girl's fantasies?
Lastly there's Doug, I see a metric-shit-ton of possible ways this could go either very well or very badly. If for some reason he "escapes" it's easy to see attempts at revenge… though honestly it's also easy to see this could just put him in the "minor side-boss" category, with the "Main" being whoever helped.
And on the opposite end of the spectrum would be his… 'corruption' into Dolly. As character development goes, that shit could be the central piece if pulled off properly. The transition of Alpha-Male bully into Beta-Bitch through a growing craving for pleasure/approval would be epic.
In the long term plans, I think Michael will gravitate towards neither sex, not in a permanent manner. Why not take the best of both worlds as the situation calls for it?
Whether that's with or without wings *shrug* well, it'd depend on how much he changes the world so it also adapts to *him*
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No.2349
>>2348
I'm an expert at giving up, but I suspect we got enough stuff left to work with here before things get repetetive or finalized.
>>2334
>Screw it, if Michael doesn't feel comfortable as a woman to begin with, he might as well go back to not having tits and be "Master". Horsedick might be applicable.
We'll look into this direction, methinks.
>He gives himself the perfect junk for Dolly fucking. Gives her an orgasm she'll keep thinking about even as Doug along with that collar mentioned earlier, and lets him leave.
I guess I have to put a collar on Dolly then. Didn't really get that much out of the thought myself but seems there's a collar collective around here.
> Can you at least make him literally hung as a horse then? Or an anthro horse beefcake, that'd be cool.
Horsecock seems to be in vogue as well, will look into it even though there are dissenting voices. Got a few twists in my head that might color it a bit though.
>Maybe have Michael experiment with continuous energy manipulation. If she turns into something that can make better use of that energy, it might lead to different stories.
sure, a spell that continuously rotates isn't that hard to test out. as long as the loop doesn't make reality crash to desktop o_O
>I personally was thinking of turning Michael into a succubus or some other supernatural being, like an angel perhaps?
Maybe as an endpoint, as anon below says, there are other things to worry about first.
>>2348
>Now, since all we got to spare is time until the update, let's talk character development. Because if we only wanted a porno this would be about four post longs and then just repeat itself over and over with slight variations.
(sort of my idea to begin with, and I probably won't keep it going forever. It's more fun to reset now and then, I would say, when the plot lines get too muddled. Fail quickly and often, as they say.)
>Second, the three dick-acolytes. I'm actually interested in how these turn out.
Well currently they are of no threat to Michael, beyond pinching his guilt a bit now and then. Same for Doug really. Maybe if he/they find a competing power to host them…
Aight beyond that, got enough for a post now, no more suggestions for now until I've posed again, though discussions are welcome, and money for commissioning artists is also helpful. I'd really like to get a scene of Michael/Connor d-day 0 and d-day 1 at the breakfast table. The acolytes might be the next one after that.
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No.2363
>>2329
Michael, still a bit perturbed by the realization of all the insane stuff he’d been through the last hours, decided that he had to reset what he could. “I wish I was back to original self.”
He sighed with relief as he felt his hair crawl back up his neck, his breasts deflate, his top expanding back into a t-shirt and his heeled boots began morphing back to something more comfortable.
He did however pause when it all stopped at that, leaving him pretty much as the girl he was when he walked out of his dorm this morning.
“Well, shit,” Michael thought to himself. He picked up the cellphone and mentally demanded it to explain the situation. ‘’Wish made 14 hours ago:’’ ‘’’I wish these two active spells are removed in the morning, so things go back to normal.’’’ Execution description: ‘’History deleted; Active spells removed; Normality acquired through removal of enhancements and correction of reality;;’’
“So, Michael the man is now a historic event only existing in my mind,” Michael thought with disbelief. The cell phone began typing out some text for him.‘’Lucidity reservations currently unaccessible for adjustments; Deviancy from objective reality of all sentient creatures of your current universe at one of a googolplex; safely within error margins of one of a thousand; Wish made 14 hours ago considered fulfilled as requested;;’’
“Be careful what you wish for, huh,” michael brooded mentally to himself.
“Looks like Mistress is in a bad mood,” Jasper the now chocolate colored ditz said in a carefree tone.
“I would have thought a good stuffing would have lasted longer than an hour,” the now more effeminate Cody added.
Michael’s body began throbbing with pleasure at Cody’s description of the scene. It seemed the submissive lesbian dickgirlfriend fetish had returned as well. He quickly wished that his body’s libido be turned down a few notches to avoid an orgy on the bleachers within the next five minutes.
“Oh, just the mind seems to be a plaything of the body,” Michael sighed as his body didn’t seem overly pleased with the three gorgeous creatures fawning over him. Well, four, he added, scratching Dolly behind the ear as she leaned back for some attention, the heat of her fuzzy back radiating through his clothes to Michael’s legs.
“Oh well,” Jasper exhaled, standing up and delicately jumping onto the track with a lot of jiggle. “I’m eager to check out my blessings. Am I allowed to run around and have a look at a few of these athletes?”
Michael pondered leaving the three out of sight, hesitating.
“Come on, I promise I won’t be too naughty,” Jasper whined.
“I can go with her,” Cody volunteered, joining Jasper on the track, showing off her cleavage to Michael along with a big pair of puppy eyes.
“Alright then,” Michael sighed, smiling at the two, “But just in case, I’d like you to have something extra.” He made a wish, and on the four companions collars manifested on their necks. “Those will allow me to get in touch with you, as well as see what you are up to, and keep a list of alterations you’ve done to other people. They will also make it very hard for people to say no to your advantages. I may also use it to summon you to my side if I need to.”
Michael patted his watch-dog girl’s head. “Dolly’s will allow her to speak to Doug and myself, and it will let her mess around with him when he’s himself. Plus, people will think he’s totally cool with being treated like a dog, which should suit Dolly’s kinks quite well. Also, they can’t be destroyed or removed, but you may wish for different shapes. Well, you three. Doug will keep his pink collar.
“I love it,” Dolly confirmed, “Doug seems… less amused, considering what he’s saying in my mind.”
“Very good, Dolly.” Michael smiled and patted her on her head. “Alright, I think you two are free to go,” He said to Jasper and Cody, who happily squealed and moved off to find some victims. Michael glanced over at Haru, who looked thoughtful. “Anything you’d want?”
“Hmm,” Haru pondered, “I’d like the same as those two, but I was wondering what you were planning to do with your little Dolly here? She looks very eager, and if we leave her like this, Dougie will never have a chance to struggle against his fate.”
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No.2364
>>2363
“Dolly wouldn’t mind having some fun,” she said before giving a canine grin. “Dougie seems less amused.”
“I might have to agree with you Haru,” Michael said with a chuckle. Hearing Dolly tell him of how uncomfortable Doug was inside of her was scratching an itch he have been unable to scratch for as long as he could recall. “I’ll just add a minor glamor to the place so that people won’t think much about us having some fun.”
Dolly whined with joy and nuzzled against Michael’s legs. “Dolly can’t wait for mistress to play with her,” she sighed with content.
Michael paused for a moment as he realized there was a flaw in his plan. The only one of the three that had a dick was currently Haru, who was doing her best to get out of her form-fitting trousers. He decided that that had to be fixed and wished for his dick back.
That did not change a thing however. “Stupid reality reset,” Jason thought to himself and rephrased the wish to having a dick, which then promptly began growing out on top of his mound.
As he unbuttoned his own jeans and unveiled the newly acquired member, he realized it looked nothing like his old dick. Sure, it was 12 inches long as he previously had wished for, but the head was much bigger, the rod bulged at the center, the veins were massive and practically encircling it, and of course, there were no balls.below them.
“Wow,” Dolly gasped as she slid her nose down along the side of Michael’s dick, deeply inhaling its scent. “That’s one massive bone,” she added with a wide awestruck smile.
“Yeah, that wasn’t there an hour ago,” Haru complemented, apparently impressed as well.
“Eh, I’m not too happy about it,” Michael shrugged, hefting it in his own hands. “It’s sort of what a teenage girl would wish for if they could wish for a dick. It’s kinda kitsch.”
“Make one you’d like,” Haru said with a roll of her eyes, slowly rubbing her own member up. “It’s not like you are limited in your choices.”
“You know what? I think I might just do that,” Michael replied and made a wish. Suddenly the dick became twice as thick and gained another four inches in length. The head flattened and the skin began gaining mottled black spots. A unnerving sound of shifting flesh emanated from the rod as a ring manifested halfway along it. “There we go,” Michael said after a few breaths, one of his dainty hands holding the now musky horsecock up for the two to see.
“Wow, that’s not something I’ve seen before in real life,” Haru fawned in an amused fashion. Dolly however, just sighed and leaned her face against what apparently was the most wonderful item she’d ever seen. “I love it, mistress.”
“That’s great, because this is the dick that will take your virginity,” Michael said with a smile and let Dolly begin servicing it.
After a long passionate session of foreplay, sex and climax, Dolly and Haru lay on their backs with Michael between them. Dolly began shifting uncomfortably before whining. “Oh, mistress, I think I’m going away,” she said, looking at her hands as they began to lose their color and grow in size.
“I see,” Michael shrugged and pulled himself up to look at her, stroking her face. “Well you will come back to us, you just need to let Dougie drive for a while while you tease him.”
Dolly blinked with sad and sleepy eyes, but nodded. “Okay mistress. Promise we will do this again!”
“I promise,” Michael said as Dolly fell unconscious, her body slowly morphing back to it’s previous form. In less than a minute, the body was back to normal, although butt naked but for a pink collar.
Suddenly, Douglas awoke with a gasp, blinking and looking at his surroundings. “That was, that wasn’t a dream? No!” he gasped and rose, finding himself naked and soiled.
“There’s your outfit,” Haru smiled and pointed at a pink bikini top and bottom lying a few yards away.
Douglas limped over while covering his privates, picking up the tiny pieces of fabric to cover himself with, before promptly running off to the showers, coughing and gagging.
“Some would probably say that’s a very mean fate,” Haru shrugged.
“I’m sure you’re right,” Michael said with a devil-may-care face. “But he was hell in my childhood, so he deserves some hell back.”
“Mhm,” Haru hummed before smiling. “Still, he seemed to have given Dolly quite a bit of knowledge about how to suck a dick. I’d give her an 8/10, considering all those teeth.”
Michael had to laugh at that, but was cut short as his phone began vibrating over in the pile of clothing he had left as he had undressed.
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No.2365
>>2363
Forgot to use my handle, but eh, shouldn't be too hard to verify.
Sorry about the long delays, I've had a mix of writers block and lack of imprudent thoughts to keep the text flowing. Think I got a hook in the end here now for some trouble, though.
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No.2366
>>2365
>Michael had to laugh at that, but was cut short as his phone began vibrating over in the pile of clothing he had left as he had undressed.
*rolls eyes**sighs*
We check the phone…
And regardless of what we find there, we make the following wishes (in this specific order):
"I wish I enjoy being dominant and not submissive. Without consideration of my or my partner's gender"
"I wish my appearance matches that of how I subconsciously believe I should look"
"I wish this current appearance and personality be considered as 'normal' for both reality as well as any following wishes that involve my appearance or personality. WITHOUT deleting or halting any other ongoing or saved up wishes"
And from there I guess it'd depend on what plot hook we find out about… Though it would just be easier if you'd included that at the bottom of the last update.
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No.2367
>>2366
>BUT, these new dickgirls will keep their original personality (and age so long as they're under 35), only becoming subservient to us once we've had our way with them. And the more they had said no before that point, the more worshipful to us they'll become once we finish them off (pun intended).
I say we take the opportunity and cash in on this particular wish, with Duncan. Been wondering about how THAT would turn out for a while now.
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No.2368
>>2367
Sounds forced, I think the more reasonable option is to just go for the next "item" on the list, either someone else who'd made life hard for Michael… or someone who made Michael hard.
As much as it may not seem so, the dude's still there as base for everything else. Wanting to fulfill the age old crush fantasy sounds like the next best thing once revenge is out of the way.
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No.2369
>>2366
>"I wish I enjoy being dominant and not submissive. Without consideration of my or my partner's gender"
I would stay away from the mind affecting spells. We could end up with Michael being taken on another ride to OOC-land.
>"I wish my appearance matches that of how I subconsciously believe I should look"
This is another landmine. We're unsure of Michael's subconscious and what lies there. For all we know, he could morph further into girliness or obscenity.
>"I wish this current appearance and personality be considered as 'normal' for both reality as well as any following wishes that involve my appearance or personality. WITHOUT deleting or halting any other ongoing or saved up wishes"
I vote no to this.
You know, wishing for a giant horse cock, that's gotta take a lot out of one. If Michael still has the normal blood in his/her body, then they're probably apt to passing out without more blood in his/her body to even get that monster erect.
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No.2371
>>2366
>>2369
Agreeing with 2369 here. Why should we force ourselves to become dom? There is simply no reason for that.
The 3rd suggestion was probably based on the 2nd so it was meant that our 'subconscious' form would be our normal form.
I'm in favor of normal being a complete human of whatever gender. But hey the definition of normal is always an easy PD.
Let's not get too far into the meta.
>>2364
Check phone
Turn Haru's cock canine just for the heck of it.
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No.2386
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No.2388
>>2386
Locked in the basement, for their own protection. You understand.
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No.2390
>>2386
A bit, vacation is over and I'm having a bit of trouble putting down the next bit. Might have to add a bit of an addendum to the previous post to get some thoughts in on the subject.
>>2388
Free range and living next door to you and your loved ones, I'm afraid.
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No.2391
>>2364
Michael sighed and looked at the screen, seeing a weird phone number of all 6’es and 9’s, giving him a hint of who it might be.
“Yeah, hi again,” A female voice on the other side said. “Sevennah here, your enabler of reality abuse, if you recall. I just wanted to give you a heads up, as the status quo is beginning to rouse from their sleep.”
“What does that mean?” Michael asked in a slightly incredulous tone.
“Well, quickly summarized, it means things are going to become more challenging for you,” she replied with a more familiar tone of snarkiness.
>Suggestions for new conditions that makes life harder for Michael. some of my own ideas include "no more special immunity to avoid authority deviancy scanner," "Global zone makes wishes interpret in less benign fashion," "Other enabled ones can override your immunity, and they've got you on their radar," "FYI, any changes will now become permanent after x hours, your immunity can't stop it either," etc etc.
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No.2392
>>2391
There's another enabled in the school who's become aware of our presence.
Changes to OTHER people become permanent after 24th if left untouched, and from then on it's impossible to add/remove whatever it is we put on them (so Doug could also still shift back n forth).
Changes done to oneself can be undone and modified at any time (so if we gave ourselves a second pair of tits, we can take them away at any time, but if the stranger had been the one to give them to us and we didn't remove them, after 24h those tits would become permanent).
[spoiler]Neither party knows exactly who the other is just yet, HOWEVER, both of us can see a sort of 'aura' on those the other has changed, with that same aura being softer once it has 'solidified'.
That way this other stranger would see the aura strongly on Veronica and Janice (for example) but within some hours that aura would reduce itself to signal it's no longer possible to change whatever it is we changed in them.[/spoiler]
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No.2393
>>2392
>>2391
Oh yeah, and the aura is not so much a 'whole body thing' but rather on the afflicted areas.
And it's impossible to say 'undo what the other has done', you'd have to specifically state a wish and hope it will undo what changes there are.
In Doug's case, they could say "Free his mind" when he's human, but it wouldn't work, as his mind is still his own (and he'd still be in control at that point in time), only there's a new tenant who's yet to take over.
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No.2394
>>2391
Obviously she used Michael for her own purposes, using him to distract some magical balance monitoring entities from some demonic happenings, and so now he's on the radar of these things and they're more than willing to unleash as much karmic punishment as possible, unable to take any strong action but more than willing to warp or counteract anything unusual he does… maybe they'll even be willing to use Michael as a puppet too, just like Sevennah?
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No.2420
>>2386
OP super ded.
Well, that or he's super lazy, or just doesn't feel like there's a definite action plan to follow.
In case it's the later: Michael doesn't do any wishes, and instead goes in search for the girl he'd had a crush on back when he was a guy.
Time to see of the fantasy was at all like he imagined it'd be.
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No.2421
>>2420
Had a lot of people over me the past week and a half, not exactly a mood setter. but now that's done, so I have to start thinking about this again. Hopefully I'll have an update the next day or two.
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No.2443
>>2421
>In a day or two
Bump, maybe GM has a time machine and simply travelled a week into the future…
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No.2445
>>2443
I know the guy from another thing we do together. He's just having trouble getting the motivation. It's definitely on his mind, though.
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No.2446
>>2443
>>2445
Yeah, figuring out the right angle and building up motivation after the hiatus took longer than I feared. I've got about a page of exposition down now though, so hopefully I'll have that bit ready by this time tomorrow.
No point in trying to force anything if I can't find the right angle for myself, though, so I might have to add more stuff for my own entertainment to keep this moving.
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No.2454
>>2391
“Great,” Michael deadpanned. “So what’s new?”
“Well, the powers that be are getting roused out of their torpor. Usually that would take a century or so, but they are hitting the big alarm buttons and sending out the quicker response teams,” Sevennah continued. “They aren’t the most dramatic apocalyptic sort, they barely have authority to alter reality to their advantage. Still, they can elect champions and grant them gifts.”
“This is beginning to sound a lot like a tabletop, and slash or, computer RPG,” Michael groaned as he glanced over at Haru, who was taking selfies of her butt while slowly putting on her underwear.
“Well you don’t think I chose you just because of your antisocial, bachelor-for-life personality, did you?” Sevennah chuckled. “Most of you and your kind were chosen for embracing nerdy escapism, because it matches up pretty well with the laughable subject that this reality is.”
“Fine, fine. I’m assuming one of these champions is nearby?”
“Yes. one of the other students on this school, as a matter of fact,” Sevennah replied in a more explanatory matter. “And I’d like you to try and capture them without having their patron notice. Because if I can get my hands on them before they get registered as ‘pwned,’ I can backtrack and hijack the patron, which would be a critical victory in this war.”
“Well, tell me a bit about how this champion works then,” Michael suggested. “Do they get a voice in their heads telling them what they are? What powers do they get?”
“They are never talked directly to by a voice in their head, no. It’s closer to a feeling of catharsis as they realize their new purpose. It’s a bit like someone having a religious rebirth, to put it in human terms,” Sevennah muttered with disdain in her voice. “Still, they won’t be calling out for any earthly gods or entities. Most of these celestial officers prefer professional titles. They’ll probably implant them with a few titles for various purposes, which brings us to powers.”
“One of the more common powers is divination. By requesting aid, the target can see and sense if something is changed from normal. This can be bypassed if you learn what sensations the power is using to guide them, though. Smell, touch, auras around targets.”
“The primary threat would be the defensive aura. It makes it harder for you to alter reality. the closer to the target, the stronger the effect. However, it works poorly if the target doesn’t feel like they are in danger. Also, it makes any changes you’ve done to reality harder to revert the longer they are nearby. Eventually it would become next to impossible.”
“Beyond the powers I’ve been given?” Michael queried.
“Pretty much. Well, at least until the patron and their system has time to review and revert any changes. It might revert after the champion’s been neutralized, though I’m not sure how long it will take.”
“Because you’ve never made it that far, I assume,” Michael deadpanned.
“You know I could have just left you in the dark on this, right? How fun would that have been for you?” Sevennah snapped back.
“I’m guessing you have more invested in this than I do, so I’d wager more fun than what you’d be having once I failed.”
“Either way,” Sevennah deflected, “let’s see if you can find a way to trick this champion into becoming loyal to you without alerting their patron.”
“And if they catch on to me?”
“Just do your best to to run away and change your appearance. Either way, I’ve got to go back to work, you send me a message once the deed is done,” Sevennah said quickly before hanging up, causing Michael to swear at her. He then began rummaging through his clothes for underwear, glancing over at Haru who had pretty much gotten all dressed up.
“Boss calling with work?” she asked, giving him an apologetic smile.
“Something like that. Need to find someone at school that’s harder to change, then convince them to join my side.”
“Sounds like a Syndicate game when you put it like that,” Haru sighed.
>questions for next part: who is the target? What is their weakness, how will Michael find this weakness, what trouble will Michael get into while doing so, or trying to do so.
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No.2455
>>2454
(Also, fair redundant warning. Things will be moving a lot slower now, as I've got a bit to worry about IRL the next month and it takes me some time to build up enough momentum to produce replies in here. Hopefully it will get easier now with some small goal to fight towards.)
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No.2456
>>2454
>questions for next part: who is the target? What is their weakness, how will Michael find this weakness, what trouble will Michael get into while doing so, or trying to do so.
YOU decide. Seriously, some of the reason here that this whole thing becomes stale for YOU is most likely because you're basically taking everyone's opinion and blending it in without really doing much else. You don't have secrets or plot-twists, even those you leave for the community here.
That means that unless we just so happen to push some of your fetishism buttons, you'll roll your eyes and go 'sure' and take weeks to even get in the proper mood to write something that could be done in less than half an hour.
If you at least have your own secrets or twists or whatever then it looks like you'd get a chance to see us struggle around in your web.
At least that should be your objective if you want this to have more plot than a bad porno.
If the GM is not having fun as well, then why would he have any motivation whatsoever to continue the game going?
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No.2457
>>2456
>>2455
Agree on the "GM gotta enjoy it too" but 'eh' to all else.
Let's go putting thing in movement. Let's go meet the cheeleading squad and see if we can work some improvements.
And before you criticize, better some crappy idea while waiting for the main event than no idea at all!
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No.2486
[SPOILER]Testing[/SPOILER]
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No.2487
>>2456
Great, you broke the OP
>>2454
>questions for next part: who is the target? What is their weakness, how will Michael find this weakness, what trouble will Michael get into while doing so, or trying to do so.
This is a bit of a cheat, OP, having the players make the labyrinth is usually more trouble than it's worth. That, and keeping to the thematic the others have given:
[spoiler]Target is someone from the cheerleader group, but one of the less important ones.
She's obsessed with the cheeleading head girl and will actively hunt down anyone who tries getting close to the head-cheerleader; resistance to change aside, she can actively make it so people fall madly in love… with anyone/anything but herself. Her power is temporary, but if the person 'accomplishes' the goal of their infatuation within a handful of hours, it becomes permanent.
This is why some people in the school have some extremely odd secret fetishes.
That's her weakness, she wants the cheerleader head for her own but can't make her love her, and the girl is clearly not lesbian. So, she stands vigil over her to keep her purity, that is her purpose in life.
As to what trouble Michael gets into… well, I'd say better leave that one to your imagination![/spoiler]
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No.2489
>>2487
For future reference, you have to spoiler every line, you can't just hit enter and assume the spoilers will transfer. And use double asterisks like a not-newfag
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No.2496
>>2456
Some good points in here. It probably contains the answer to why my previous one collapsed, too.
I'm going to have to look into how to reclaim lost territories. How far have I painted myself into a corner and all that.
>>2487
>Great, you broke the OP
How can you kill… that which has no life?
Well, actually, this is probably also caused by a slight addiction to Overwatch that eats a lot of prime time writing hours.
This weekend is, however, work weekend. I'm mostly posting this to show that my phylacteries are intact.
Beyond that, looks like I've got some suggestions in there for a foil. I'm not quite sure what you mean by "accomplishes the goal of their infatuation," make love to someone you want to love and it sticks, or fuck a totem made of meat in the image of your view of God? I guess that works.
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No.2497
>>2496
If the girl's power makes them have, say, a foot fetish. Then "accomplish" would be to successfully get off using feet (your own or another's).
If, say, it's a person, then fucking them.
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No.2541
>>2496
Three weekends latter since OP was last seen. Usually people are considered missing by this point.
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No.2992
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No.4054
Hey, dropped by for old times sake and writing a summary to explain my absence. Just sage so people who really care have some information for their troubles.
To be honest, my work in this thread got killed by lack of time, motivation (both the "Story painted into a corner of not-fun" for me and 8chan ads that made me gloomy last fall made me leave… and Overwatch. Overwatch really was the snowballing problem last summer.
If people spent a lot of time waiting for my return, I do apologize for not being honest and saying it as it was at the end. I did put a warning in the first post that I'd like to try smaller stories. problem with interactive ones without clear goals are that they can bog down before you come to a natural ending.
Either way, this isn't meant as a "I'm back to disappoint you by getting you hooked on a story, and then pretend I'm dead when the story begins to bore me or other things happen, without telling you that's what happened." It's more "Sorry for bailing, here's why. I don't have much of a presence on these chans, and working on a new story for /tf/ is not in the cards right now.
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