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What is your name? <<textbox "$name" $name>>
[[Prologue]]
<<set $equipcheck = "no">><<set $goodjob = "no">>
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<<set $hair = "dark">>
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<<set $sideimg = "name1">><<set $name to "">><center><div id="menuimg1"><<if $sideimg is "name1">>[img[img/name1.png]]<<endif>><<if $sideimg is "name2">>[img[img/name2.png]]<<endif>><<if $sideimg is "name2fox">>[img[img/name2fox.png]]<<endif>><<if $sideimg is "name2foxpink">>[img[img/name2foxpink.png]]<<endif>><<if $sideimg is "name2pink">>[img[img/name2pink.png]]<<endif>><<if $sideimg is "namefemale">>[img[img/namefemale.png]]<<endif>><<if $sideimg is "namefemalefox">>[img[img/namefemalefox.png]]<<endif>><<if $sideimg is "namefemalefoxpink">>[img[img/namefemalefoxpink.png]]<<endif>><<if $sideimg is "namefemalepink">>[img[img/namefemalepink.png]]<<endif>></div></center>I pressed the buzzer affixed to the wall and waited nervously. In my bag I had everything I thought I might need. My Résumé, identification, a bottle of water and of course the advertisement that had brought me here.
‘Testers needed for an exciting new video game experience using unseen revolutionary technology!’ That was the line had had grabbed my eyes. I’d completed the application process, passed the phone interview and now here I was, ready to meet the people I’d be working for.
<div id="speakSham">“Hello?"</div>
From buzzer came a woman’s voice. I took a deep breathe as to not stutter my words then replied.
<div id="speakMC">“Hi, I’m $name, I have an interview today at…"</div>
<div id="speakSham">“Oh $name. Come in.”</div>
The buzzer cut out then the door clicked as the lock as released. I took my first step into the building where I was quickly greeted by a well dressed business woman. She promptly introduced herself.
<i>@@.imgpop.shammon;'You've encountered Ms Shammon.'@@</i>
She looked stunning, a rare beauty especially in this male dominated industry.
<div id="speakSham">“Welcome, please come this way.”</div>
She sounded excited.
<div id="speakSham">“Today is a big day. It’ll be the first time we have someone testing out this technology from outside the company. Naturally we have bunch of legal mumble and jumble to get your signature on, but you’ve already read all the documentation already.”</div>
She was half-right. I’d skimmed over the 300-page document. It was all the usual crap, I can’t tell anyone about what I see, I won’t do anything illegal with what I’ve learned, I won’t bring anything radioactive onto business premises; that kind of stuff. A few signatures of several different pages and I was good to go.
<div id="speakSham">“And here it is,”</div>
Ms Shammon declared leading me into a pristine white room. I was expecting to maybe be testing a new console or maybe even a new virtual reality headset. What I was presented with was a giant egg. In the centre of the room was a giant white egg-shaped object that must have been about 8 foot tall.
<div id="speakMC">“It’s an egg?”</div>
I spoke my mind.
<div id="speakSham">“It’s the first consumer prototype of the…”</div>
She cleared her throat.
<div id="speakSham">“Advanced Simulation Full Body Control Experience Ciyo-Egg Pod, or Ciyo-Egg if you’re not from our useless marketing department. Anyway you just need to get changed and we can start right away.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Start what?”</div>
And why did I need to get changed?
<div id="speakSham">“The test. This is what you’ll be using.”</div>
She pulled a remote out from between her breasts and pointed it at the Ciyo-Egg. With minimum noise the egg opened like a transforming toy. Inside was a body shaped mould made from blue gel.
<div id="speakSham">“Just get naked, position yourself comfortably on the bed and then we can begin.”</div>
Get naked? Position myself on the bed? I could tell that thing was designed to close around the person inside it. I felt nervous, yet also excited for what might happen. It could be dangerous though, and I was regretting not reading what I’d just signed.
<div id="choice">[[Leave and never come back]]</div>
<div id="choice"><center>[[Nothing ventured, nothing gained|Prologue2]]</center></div>I fell into an ocean of darkness. One by one my senses turned off until I could feel nothing. It was horrifying moment that made me feel like I had died. Then one by one my senses returned. I could feel a cold breeze blowing past me, I could smell stale damp odour, I could hear the wind blowing down a long tunnel, and then I saw the tunnel itself.
<div id="speakMC">“What in the world…”</div>
Where the hell was I? I was surrounded by mossy stone brickwork. I looked at my hands and saw brown leather gloves I hadn’t been wearing before. In fact my entire attire had changed.
<div id="speakSham">“Ahem, testing testing, 1 2 3, 1 2 3.”</div>
I heard Ms Shammon’s voice. I looked around for her, and found something I wasn’t expecting. A little ball of glowing light, no bigger than my fist, was floating next to me.
<div id="speakMC">“Ms Shammon?”</div>
Her voice sounded like it came from this little ball.
<div id="speakSham">“Everything is working? Fantastic. Everything appears to be in working order, so without further ado, let me introduce you to the world of um… ‘Test Server’.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Test Server? Like a computer server?”</div>
<div id="speakSham">“Precisely. You… or rather your mind is current plugged into a super computer. Long story short, you are inside a game. By manipulating your senses this world, which we’ll just call ‘Test’, will appear completely realistic to you.”</div>
I looked around at the brickwork and the wall torches illuminating them. The lighting was so realistic. I could even feel heat from them when I put my hand close to them.
<div id="speakMC">“This is all a game?”</div>
I asked one final time to clarify.
<div id="speakSham">“Precisely.”</div>
I clenched my fist with an excited smile.
<div id="speakMC">“Then it is my duty to beat it. What do I need to do?”</div>
<div id="speakSham">“I can’t give you any instruction. Please explore this world as you would any other game.”</div>
So I had complete free roam.
<div id="speakMC">“Any rules I need to follow?”</div>
<div id="speakSham">“Nope. You are free to help or hinder as you please. Your first ‘encounter’ will be awaiting you at the end of this tunnel. From now on I’ll remain as an observer, and to address any urgent questions you may have.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Okay then.”</div>
I checked my equipment.
<<set $sideimg = "name2">>
[[Check Equipment|Equipment]]It was a once in a life time opportunity. Of course there were risks involved, but this was my chance to test out an expensive piece of equipment before it was even announced.
<div id="speakMC">“So should I just change in here or…”</div>
<div id="speakSham">“If you’d be so kind. I’ll be in the other room. There are speakers so when you’re done and ready to begin just give us the signal.”</div>
Alright that sounded easy enough. She left and I carefully changed out of my nice suit and left it all neatly in a folded pile on the floor. I approached the Ciyo-Egg and climbed inside. The gel padding was incredibly comfortable. When I’d finished getting into position it felt like I was floating on a warm cloud.
<div id="speakMC">“I’m all set.”</div>
<div id="speakSham">“Okay, beginning now.”</div>
The Ciyo-Egg began moving. As expected it closed around me, encapsulating me in darkness.
<div id="speakSham">“Testing, testing, can you hear me?”</div>
Her voice felt like she was back in the room with me.
<div id="speakMC">“Yeah.”</div>
<div id="speakSham">“Excellent. The Ciyo-Egg is going to make a direct connection to your nervous system. You will pass out momentarily and when you wake up… well you’ll see. Beginning in three… two… one…”</div>
[[Begin]]
<<set $weapon = "sword1">><<set $MetSham = "yes">><div id="speakMC">“Nope.”</div>
Every fibre of my body was saying this was a bad idea. Without saying another word I walked out of that room and out of that building without stopping to look back.
<i>Congratulations. You technically beat the game without being transformed in any way. You also achieved the lowest score possible, and this game doesn’t even have a scoring system. If you are happy with your experience, you are free to leave. If you want to play the game for real, please go back and choose the other option.</i>
<<return>>[[Characters]]
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<<if $sideimg is "name1">><img src="Img/name1.png"<<endif>> class="port">\
</div>\Job
Go with
\ @@.imgpop.johndoe;Goblin@@
\ or @@.imgpop.janedoe;NotGoblin@@?
Go with
\ <span class="imgpop johndoe">Goblin</span>
\ or <span class="imgpop janedoe">NotGoblin</span>?
It was obvious what I had to do. This world was probably filled with fearsome creatures, and many of them, just like this little fellow, probably wanted me dead.
<<set $equipcheck = "yes">>
<div id="speakMC">“Bring it on.”</div>
I clutched my sword and took small steps towards the creature. It followed my movements with its spear. I took one final step to get in range then attacked. I swung aggressively at the creature, but it ducked out of the way. It then thrust its spear forward grazing against my side. Shit that was close. It opened its large mouth and tried to crunch down into my arm with its yellow teeth. I was quick to pull my arm away then with my knee I knocked it back. It swung the spear again, and I blocked with my sword. Seeing an opening I got in close and delivered a clean strike across its shoulder with my blade. Unfortunately it didn’t think twice about the injury it had received and resumed attacking me. A few of its attacks got close, but it was physically weaker and slower than me. Another opening presented itself it to me and I took it. My sword was driven deep into the monster’s chest, and with a disgusting gasp it collapsed with dark yellow blood oozing from its cheat.
Victory!
As the adrenaline wore off I felt pain from the numerous hits I’d received. That first hit to my side had left me bleeding slightly. I touched the wound and gritted my teeth as I felt a stinging pain travel up my body. It felt like I’d really been cut.
<div id="speakSham">“$name! Are you okay?”</div>
Ms Shammon called out to me.
<div id="speakMC">“I’m doing great, so got any healing spells to patch me up with?”</div>
<div id="speakSham">“There’s a problem! The Ciyo-Egg has malfunctioned and is recreating your injuries in real life. The damage you received just now has been recreated in the real world.”</div>
A cold chill ran down my spine.
<div id="speakMC">“Are you serious? You mean… I’m actually bleeding?”</div>
<div id="speakSham">“I wish I were. I’ll get you out immediately. This was never intended. Just hold still.”</div>
I did as she asked. I remained still and waited. I thought it would take only a couple of seconds, but a minute later and I was still waiting.
<div id="speakMC">“Um…”</div>
<div id="speakSham">“This can’t be. There’s a problem with the system. I can’t cancel the simulation from the outside.”</div>
Now I really started to panic.
<div id="speakMC">“You mean I’m stuck in here?”</div>
<div id="speakSham">“It would seem that way. Shit I don’t get it. What is going on? Listen $name, I’ll do what I can from this end, but there is another way to get you out. There is a way for you to exit the simulation from inside.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Great, how do I do that?”</div>
<div id="speakSham">“You need to reach the exit terminal. If you go North there will be a town. In that town will be a dungeon. At the bottom of that dungeon is the exit node.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Is that it?”</div>
That sounded easy enough.
<div id="speakSham">“Reaching the exit node was always intended to be the objective of this test. It’s just now reaching it may be your only way out."</div>
I didn’t know if that was a good thing or bad thing. Stories of people being trapped in virtual worlds were dime a dozen in fiction. Many of them were presented with a clear exit point. I could count myself lucky that I had one.
<div id="speakSham">“Listen $name. I’m going to focus on trying to get you out of here. That means I’ll need to leave you alone for a while. Stay safe and remember that anything you do in here will have real consequences. Good luck.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Wait!”</div>
I tried to stop her, but the tiny light suddenly vanished.
<div id="speakMC">“Well, shit.”</div>
I looked up at the sky then down at the woodland. A sign post clearly marked the location of the town Ms Shammon had mentioned. The sooner I got there, the sooner I could escape this virtual prison.
<<set $MetGob = "yes">>
[[Next|Town1]]Most games limited us players to just killing random enemies like this, I wanted to try out a different approach.
<div id="speakMC">“Well hello there.”</div>
I spoke with my most seductive voice. A question I should have asked myself before attempting this was whether the creature could actually speak English. It made a series of noises that might have been words. One language that was universally understood was body language. I lifted up and pulled my shirt off over my head. I ran my hands across my chest seductively hoping the goblin would understand my meaning. It began approaching, then taking full advantage of the fact I’d left myself completely opened it thrust forward and stabbed me in the chest.
<div id="speakMC">“Fuck!”</div>
It hurt. It really hurt. This was real pain? I should have expected that.
<div id="speakSham">“$name! You need to get back. Something is wrong!”</div>
Ms Shammon’s alarmed voice beckoned for my attention. Unfortunately she was too late. The goblin’s initial attack had set it up for a follow up. I saw the spear coming for me again, and then it all went dark.
~ Dead End ~
<<set $MetGob = "yes">>
<i>Slain by the weakest enemy in the game, $name’s journey comes to an end.</i>You are currently using <i>'<<if $weapon is "sword1">>@@.imgpop2.sword1;A Plain Sword@@<<endif>><<if $weapon is "sword2">>@@.imgpop2.sword2;A Beautiful Sword@@<<endif>>'</i> as a weapon.
You are currently wearing <i><<if $clothes is "regular">>@@.imgpop2.basic;'Basic Armor'@@<<endif>><<if $clothes is "maid">>@@.imgpop2.maid;'A Maid Uniform'@@<<endif>><<if $clothes is "butler">>@@.imgpop2.butler;'A Butler's Uniform'@@<<endif>></i> on your main body.
<<if $acc is "none">>Your are not currently wearing any acessories<<endif>><<if $acc is "shield">>Your are currently carrying<i> '@@.imgpop2.shield;'A Magnificent Shield'@@.</i><<endif>>
<<if $equipcheck is "yes">><<return>><<endif>><<if $equipcheck is "no">>[[Continue|Begin2]]<<endif>>
<<set $equipcheck = "yes">>
<<set $clothesT = "regular">>
<<set $weaponT = "basic">>
<<set $accT = "noo">>I followed the vague directions I’d been given towards a town named Bastion. Old sign posts and a rough road guided me safely to the large open gates of the town. I looked up a hanging sign that simply read ‘Welcome to Bastion’.
<div id="speakMC">“Well here I am.”</div>
I took a good look at my surroundings.
<div id="speakMC">“So where the hell is everyone?”</div>
The large gates were both covered in thick green ivy. The town wall was crumbling away, and the streets were completely deserted. I entered the town to the sound of silence. Was this the town Ms Shammon had been talking about? Thinking back she never specifically said there would be people here.
<div id="speakMC">“Hello!”</div>
No response. Well, that was just great. The dungeon was meant to be in this town so I began searching. Even though this town was abandoned I still paid the tavern a visit. I kicked open the locked door and entered the dull room. A rat scurried away into one of the many holes in the floor. There were signs that this place had been abandoned for a while now. The firepit was empty, but still had a small heap of ash. A layer of dust covered everything else. I checked behind the bar and found a small copper coin on the floor but nothing else of value. I peered into the kitchen, but it was a mess. The rats had already helped themselves to whatever food had been left here, and what they hadn't eaten had completely decayed leaving behind a stale stench. There was nothing for me here. I headed down the street to what I presumed used to be the general store. That door was easier to open, but the shop was just a desolate. Everything of value was gone. The only thing I could see any use in were a few pots and pans and perhaps a rope.
In the centre of town I approach the town well. I peered down but there was just darkness.
<div id="speakSeluna">“I wouldn’t go down there if I were you, unless you seek to die that is.”</div>
I heard a voice call out. I pulled my head out of the well and looked around. I spotted a woman wearing a dark blue hooded robe watching me. The robe concealed her entire body par her smooth face.
<i>@@.imgpop.selhood;'You've encountered a hooded figure.@@'</i>
<div id="speakMC">“Why? What’s down there?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“A dungeon filled with deadly creatures, and deadlier traps.”</div>
<div id="choice">[[Thanks for the info]](Go down into the dungeon)</div>
<div id="choice">[[Ask who she is]]</div><div id="speakMC">"Thanks for the info."</div>
I ran back to the general store, grabbed the rope, tied it to a post then slid down into the well.
<div id="speakSeluna">"You're a fool!"</div>
How rude. I definitely wasn't taking her advice now. I found at the bottom a door illuminated by two glowing blue torches. The markings on the stone door warned of danger lurking on the other side. I wasn't worried. The people who made this place wouldn't have made it too hard. I forced open the door and stepped inside.
My journey through the dungeon was surprisingly peaceful. Each corner I turned I expected to see a goblin or slime lying in wait, but all of these dimly lit stone corridors were empty. I reached the first stairway and descended cautiously. Perhaps there were just no monsters on the first floor. However the second floor was also devoid of danger. The layout was like a labyrinth, but without any monsters to patrol it traversing it wasn’t that difficult. I reach the 2nd staircase, and soon after that the 3rd, and then the 4th. Without encountering a single creature I made it to the final door.
That woman had clearly just been trying to scare me. There was nothing dangerous down here at all.
I pushed open the final door between me and my way home. Movement caught my eye and I readied my sword. Numerous long green vines began wriggling around the floor. Bright lights self-ignited, revealing a mass of green tentacles surrounding a white throne.
<div id="speakRei">“Welcome.”</div>
I heard that woman’s voice call out to me. She appeared wearing a sleek white robe and sat on the throne. On closer inspection her skin was a very deep navy colour. Her eyes were reddish in colour, her hair a deep purple. Her ears were also pointed. Her figure was tall and her skin smooth and flawless.
<div id="speakRei">“Out of all the fools that had come down here seeking to die, you are by far the foolish."</div>
<i>@@.imgpop.reina;'You've encountered Reina, the Dark Witch@@'</i>
<div id="speakMC">“Oh yeah? Let's see who the fool really is!”</div>
I drew my sword and charged.
<div id="speakRei">“I'm certain that it is you.”</div>
She outstretched her arm and pointed her finger at me.
<div id="speakRei">“Die.”</div>
From her finger she fired a beam of red light. There was nothing I could do to stop it. The beam shot through my heart. A burning sensation spread through my body as the hole in my chest grew bigger.
<div id="speakMC">“Shit…”</div>
The burning reached my head causing unimaginable for the few seconds I was alive before my body turned to dust.
~ Dead End ~
<<set $MetSel = "hood">>
<i>Slain by the Dark Witch, $name’s journey comes to an end.</i><div id="speakMC">“Who are you anyway?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“A priestess, or to the non-believers, a guide. That dungeon down there is not a place one such as you should be exploring.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Hey what does that mean?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“Your blade is dull, your armour provides little protection, and your mind is like an open door, $name.”</div>
I was surprised she knew my name.
<div id="speakMC">“Alright I get it, but there is something down there I need.”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“Yes, a way home. Perhaps the first thing you should do is find a way to protect your mind.”</div>
Shit. Did this lady did have the ability to read minds?
<div id="speakMC">“What number am I thinking off right now?”</div>
I thought of the colour blue instead. That way there was 0% chance she got a lucky guess.
<div id="speakSeluna">“Blue.”</div>
Fuck. She was reading my every thought.
<div id="speakMC">“Okay that makes me really uncomfortable, but you understand why I have to do go there right?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“No. You came from another world, but can no longer go back. It would be better if you just stayed here instead of throwing your life away by venturing to your doom. You are welcome to join my temple provided you pull your weight.”</div>
A tempting offer, but there was too much waiting for me back home to just give up without trying.
<div id="speakMC">“I’m not giving up without trying. So… mysterious lady…”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“Seluna.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“So Seluna, I’m going down there and…”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“Yes, yes, I know what you are going to say. You want me to help you. I understand. Please follow me.”</div>
That was easier than I thought. She lead the way out of the town to a nearby temple. The walls were made from white stone and the roof covered in clay tiles. It was a much more impressive structure than the wood and thatch buildings in the town. A noticed a groundskeeper outside pulling up weeds. So this world wasn’t devoid of civilisation after all.
<div id="speakMC">“What happened to the town?”</div>
I'd been curious about that since I first enter this empty town.
<div id="speakSeluna">“A plague swept through these lands two decades ago wiping out all human life. Since that time you are the first human I have encountered.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Wait, if it wiped out all human life then what are you?”</div>
My question was answered by Seluna pulling down her hood. She revealed her pointed ears and sleek blonde hair.
<i>@@.imgpop.seluna;'Seluna has revealed her name and appearence.@@'</i>
I looked at the groundskeeper and saw that his skin had a green completion to it not unlike that goblin's. As if he could sense my stare he looked up. His mouth was closed, but I could see two large canine teeth poking upwards through his lips. If I had to guess I’d say Seluna was an elf, and the groundskeeper was an orc.
<div id="speakMC">“So all humans just died?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“Maybe some survived, but like I said before, it has been twenty years and I have yet to lay eyes upon one until you. I presume there are more humans where you come from?”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Yeah, a lot more.”</div>
Wait, couldn’t she just steal that information from my head? Why did she need to ask it?
<div id="speakSeluna">“I can read your thoughts, not your memories. Unless you are thinking about it I can’t…”</div>
As a test I tried to imagine her naked. I saw her expression show a flicker of irritation.
<div id="speakSeluna">“Please reframe from having such vulgar thoughts.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“What I think is my own business. If I’m naked and you walk into my house unannounced then that’s on you.”</div>
She didn’t appreciate that comment. We entered her temple. The interior décor was very plain. Tables, chairs, benches, pretty much everything was made from sturdy wood.
<div id="speakSeluna">“This is where we worship the creator.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“I see.”</div>
Given that nature of this world, did that meant they were worshipping Ms Shammon? Well whatever, they could worship a teapot for all I cared. I just wanted out of here.
<div id="speakSeluna">“As I mentioned before, you are woefully equipped to brave the dungeon. Perhaps I can offer you some guidance.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“I thought that was why you brought me here.”</div>
In other words, just get to the point lady.
<div id="speakSeluna">“Very well. You require a weapon, and after that you require protection."</div>
What was wrong with my current weapon and armour?
<div id="speakSeluna">"Your blade is dull, and your armour is like that which is given to children. But first, you require a way to shut your mind out from those who would use your own thoughts against you."</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Well let’s start with a weapon.”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“No. We’ll start by protecting your annoying thoughts.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Hey if they are such a problem then stop reading them."</div>
How was it my fault that other people were reading my mind?
<div id="speakSeluna">“It will take five minutes to shield your thoughts, it is easy to do and is the most important.”</div>
Oh well in that case I might as well start with that one then.
<div id="speakMC">“So how do I...”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“Go through that door, and enter the first room on the left. To your right you'll see a rack with several potions on it. Drink the one labelled 'Silver Tonic'. Even you should be able to accomplish such a simple task without assistance."</div>
That ‘even’ comment felt unnecessary harsh. I follow her directions and entered what looked like a kitchen. To my right was a shelf with three coloured bottles on it. I saw a roundish one with a pink liquid, a sqaure one with a blue liquid and a triangluar one with orange liquid.
<div id="centre">[img[img/potionbottles.png]]</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Of course they wouldn't be labelled in English.”</div>
I could just bring them back to Seluna, but after that insulting comment I wanted to prove her wrong. Figuring out which to drink shouldn't be to hard right?
<div id="choice">[[Drink Pink Potion|PotionPink]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Drink Orange Potion|PotionOrange]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Drink Blue Potion|PotionBlue]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Drink Them All|PotionAll]]</div>
<<set $MetSel = "hood">><div id="speakMC">“Well now that that ‘experience’ is done with, can I get that sword?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“Very well.”</div>
She walked over to a storage drawer. She pulled out a rolled-up map from inside and laid it across the top of the drawer.
<div id="speakSeluna">“We are here, and this is where is the path you’ll take to the reach the weapon you seek.”</div>
She traced along the map to what looked like a grove.
<div id="speakMC">“There will just be a sword waiting for me?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“It will be embedded in a stone. If you are worthy, then you’ll be able to pull it out.”</div>
Was I king Arthur now? I had to remind myself this was world was all of someone’s design. The sword was probably intended for me.
<div id="speakMC">“Doesn’t seem too far away.”</div>
I’d guess it would take me around an hour to reach it. How hard could that be?
<div id="speakMC">“Can I take the map?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“No. If you get lost then I’ll come find you. Given the simplicity of the route I doubt that though. All you need to do is follow the path, or rather I should say make sure you stick to the path. The forest isn’t kind to those that stray.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Thanks for the warning.”</div>
Stick to the path. Easy. I left the temple and began following the smooth road. It was really that simple. So simple it was borderline boring. Trees, rocks, more trees, more rocks. <<if $pot is "orange">>Each breeze reminded me of the changes to my body. I felt my new ears twitch, and my tail swayed comfortably behind me. It didn't take me long to readjust my centre of balance to accomidate for the changes.<<endif>><<if $pot is "all">>Each breeze reminded me of the changes to my body. I felt my new ears twitch, and my tail swayed comfortably behind me. It didn't take me long to readjust my centre of balance to accomidate for the changes.<<endif>>
<div id="speakMC">“What’s the point of making it open world if there isn’t anywhere interesting off the beaten path?”</div>
I continued along my journey. Out of boredom I started counting the steps. My counting was interrupted when a I heard a voice. I stopped and listened. It sounded like laughter, childish laughter almost.
<div id="speakMC">“Hello?”</div>
They continued laughing. I looked in the direction of the laughing. There looked to be an off-road trail through the forest in that direction. I took one step then stopped myself. Seluna’s warning replayed in my head.
<div id="choice">[[What’s the point of being here if I don’t explore a little?]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[She was pretty clear that I should stick to the path]]</div>
<<if $pot is "blue">><<set $sideimg = "name2">><<endif>><<if $pot is "pink">><<set $sideimg = "name2pink">><<endif>><<if $pot is "orange">><<set $sideimg = "name2fox">><<endif>><<if $pot is "all">><<set $sideimg = "name2foxpink">><<endif>>What was the harm in it? I followed my curiosity while taking note of my surroundings for the return journey. On either side of the path the foliage was very thick. The path twisted around thick trees, winding and curving constantly. I couldn’t see that far ahead, but the sound of the laughter always sounded like it was just around the next corner. I followed it until I couldn’t follow it any longer. The path had vanished, leaving me facing a wall of vines that I’d need a machete to pass through. I didn’t have a machete, but I had a sword. I swung my heavy sword at the vines, taking a few good hits to cut through each one. It was tough and exhausting, but thanks to my efforts I was able to cut a path through. The way clear, I continued, swinging my weapon as necessary as I treaded deeper into the forest. Finally I stepped out into a clearing. There was like a garden. Vibrant flowers were in full bloom, and tending to them were tiny people with clear beating wings.
<div id="speakMC">“Wow.”</div>
It was quite a sight. The smell was also amazing. The cleanest air you’d ever smelt mixed with natural fragrances. I took a lung full as slowly breathed out again. I heard the laughter again, this time was behind me. I turned and saw a small woman in a dress made from petals hovering a few foot from my face.
<div id="speakMC">“Hello,” I greeted her.</div>
<div id="speakFea">“Hello traveller. I am Friey, a fairy of this forest. Do you wish to join us?”</div>
She had a very high-pitched childish voice.
<i>@@.imgpop.fae;'You've encountered Friey, a forest fairy.'@@</i>
<div id="speakMC">"What is this place?”</div>
<div id="speakFea">“This is our home, would you like to stay a while?”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“I’ll take a look around.”</div>
I was careful not to tread on the flowers as I looked around. I soon discovered that there were more than just flowers head. The trees had tiny doors and windows in them. Some even had their own miniature flower baskets. Inside I could see some of the fairies going about their daily business, using tiny wooden tools to create furniture or cook food. It was like a world straight out of a fairy tale.
<div id="speakFea">“Please, take a drink from our peace chalice as symbol of our friendship.”</div>
The fairies lifted up a wooden chalice was roughly the same size as them. The shape of it made it seem like it had been grown, not carved. In my hands though it was just a fancy shot glass. It was filled with a clear liquid. Well I wouldn't want to be rude and deny their friendship. I took a sniff, and a powerful aroma filled my nose. It smelt more than amazing. From just a simple smell I already felt addicted. I drank the entire chalice in one gulp.
<div id="speakMC">"That was amazing."</div>
A warm feeling washed through my body. Something began to encroach on my sight from above. I titled my head upwards and felt something brush against the back of my neck. I quickly investigated and discovered my hair had begun growing rapidly.
<div id="speakMC">"Is my hair getting longer."</div>
<div id="speakFea">"Of course, it is a part of the transformation process."</div>
<div id="speakMC">"Transformation? Into what?"</div>
<div id="speakFea">"You'll see, but first, please drink some."</div>
They had refilled the chalice and were eagerly awaiting for me to drink it.
<div id="choice">[[It does taste good...]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[I really need to go...]]</div>I corrected my course and continued along the path. Seluna had been pretty clear in her warnings. As harmless as taking a small detour seemed, I’d never follow the source of childish laughter in the real world, and that same rule applied to here. The laughter followed me for a little while, making several attempts to get my attention, but I could never see the source. Eventually it gave up and I left it behind. Soon after I finally arrived at my destination.
There it was, exactly where she said it would be. A beautiful sword with a golden hilt and a blue jewelled pummel was embedded into a rock in the centre of the groove. I approached it, steadied myself and with both hands gripped the sword. I gave it a little strength test and found that the thing was very loose. It felt like it was just sitting in there. With a single hand and minimal effort, I pulled it out from the rock. The sun gleamed against the silver blade and I swung it around.
<div id="speakMC">“Well, don’t need you anymore.”</div>
I pulled my old sword out of its scabbard and placed inside the loose hole I’d just pulled my new weapon from. There wasn’t anything more for me here so I took a short rest then started on my journey back.
Childish laughter soon reached my ears again. I stopped at the same gap in trees as I had before.
<div id="choice">[[I had gotten the sword, so maybe a little detour wouldn’t hurt after all]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Better not, it stills seems sketchy as fuck]]</div>
<<set $weapon = "sword2">>What was the harm in it? I followed my curiosity while taking note of my surroundings for the return journey. On either side of the path the foliage was very thick. The path twisted around thick trees, winding and curving constantly. I couldn’t see that far ahead, but the sound of the laughter always sounded like it was just around the next corner. I followed it until I couldn’t follow it any longer. The path had vanished, leaving me facing a wall of vines that I’d need a machete to pass through. I didn’t have a machete, but I had a sword. I swung my new sword, cutting through the vines with absolute ease. The way clear, I continued, swinging my weapon as necessary as I treaded deeper into the forest. Finally I stepped out into a clearing. There was like a garden. Vibrant flowers were in full bloom, and tending to them were tiny people with clear beating wings.
<div id="speakMC">“Wow.”</div>
It was quite a sight. The smell was also amazing. The cleanest air you’d ever smelt mixed with natural fragrances. I took a lung full as slowly breathed out again. I heard the laughter again, this time was behind me. I turned and saw a small woman in a dress made from petals hovering a few foot from my face.
<div id="speakMC">“Hello."</div>
<div id="speakFea">“Hello traveller. I am Friey, a fairy of this forest. Do you wish to join us?”</div>
She had a very high-pitched childish voice.
<i>@@.imgpop.fae;'You've encountered Friey, a forest fairy.'@@</i>
<div id="speakMC">“What is this place?”</div>
<div id="speakFea">“This is our home, would you like to stay a while?”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“I’ll take a look around.”</div>
I was careful not to tread on the flowers as I looked around. I soon discovered that there were more than just flowers head. The trees had tiny doors and windows in them. Some even had their own miniature flower baskets. Inside I could see some of the fairies going about their daily business, using tiny wooden tools to create furniture or cook food. It was like a world straight out of a fairy tale.
<div id="speakFea">“Please, take a drink from our peace chalice as symbol of our friendship.”</div>
The fairies lifted up a wooden chalice was roughly the same size as them. The shape of it made it seem like it had been grown, not carved. In my hands though it was just a fancy shot glass. It was filled with a clear liquid. Well I wouldn't want to be rude and deny their friendship. I took a sniff, and a powerful aroma filled my nose. It smelt more than amazing. From just a simple smell I already felt addicted. I drank the entire chalice in one gulp.
<div id="speakMC">"That was amazing."</div>
A warm feeling washed through my body. Something began to encroach on my sight from above. I titled my head upwards and felt something brush against the back of my neck. I quickly investigated and discovered my hair had begun growing rapidly.
<div id="speakMC">"Is my hair getting longer?"</div>
<div id="speakFea">"Of course, it is a part of the transformation process."</div>
<div id="speakMC">"Transformation? Into what?"</div>
<div id="speakFea">"You'll see, but first, please drink some."</div>
They had refilled the chalice and were eagerly awaiting for me to drink it.
<div id="choice">[[It does taste good...]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[I really must go]]</div>
<<set $gender = "female">>I shrugged and continued onwards. The laughing didn’t make any attempt to follow me this time. I nodded to the groundskeeper as I walked back up the path to the temple.
<div id="speakMC">“I’m back.”</div>
I proudly held up my new sword as I stepped through into main hall.
<div id="speakSeluna">“So soon?”</div>
Seluna looked up from the alter surprised that I was back already. “I’m impressed.” She inspected the sword and nodded.
<div id="speakMC">“So what’s next?”</div>
She went back to the storage draw and pulled out a second map. This time my route was a little more complicated.
<div id="speakSeluna">“Your destination of Hanoi Manor. It is a large building owned by Mr Bezzalus. His family is said to own a shield the can block any attack. Use it well and the denizens of the dungeon won’t be able to lay so much as a finger on you.”</div>
A shield would be useful, and an indestructible one even more so.
<div id="speakMC">“Do I just ask or what?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“He owns me a favour. Use that as leverage, but he isn’t a man to give things away for free. You may need to do some work for him.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Any warnings?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“Don’t stay too long."</div>
That went without saying. This time she was kind enough to lend me the map I’d be following. I reached for my new sword but Seluna stopped me.
<div id="speakSeluna">“You won’t be allowed near him carrying a weapon. Leave it here.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“But how will I protect myself?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“The route is fairly safe, if you do see trouble just avoid it.”</div>
She made it sound easy.
Turns out it was. I followed the map along the road that was fairly well looked after. Signposts dotted along my path kept me going in the right direction, and after an hour of travelling I was at the metal gates of a large mansion. There were no guards or a bell or anything I could use to signal for attention. I shrugged and tried the gate, discovering it to be unlocked. I let myself in. It was like stepping into another world. The unkempt woodland suddenly vanished, and replacing it was a flat garden with freshly cut grass. The mansion’s garden looked amazing. The grass was completely even and a healthy green. The flower beds were all in full bloom and a water fountain acted as a beautiful centre piece. Obviously, Mr Bezzalus had a talented gardener or possibly he was some kind of wizard. Maybe it was both, wouldn’t surprise me.
[[Next|ShieldP1]]I took the chalice from them and drank it again. It tasted just as amazing as the first time.
<div id="speakFea">“Do you like it?”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“It tastes amazing!”</div>
They filled the chalice again and I drank it in two large gulps. They filled it again and I drank it again, this time I took me three gulps.
<div id="speakMC">“Is it just me or is the chalice getting bigger?”</div>
I joked, then realised the truth in my words. When I first held the chalice been able to hold it in a handle hand. Now I needed both hands to properly hold it. It seemed bigger than before as well.
<div id="speakFea">“It must be your imagination; the chalice is the same as it always was.”</div>
They filled it up again. I hesitated, feeling like something was wrong, but then the cravings took hold and I moved the chalice to my lips. One, two, three, four gulps and it was empty. I watched them fill it up again. The fairies seemed bigger, but in comparison to the chalice they were the same size as always. I tried to stand up, but where before my feet had been touching the ground, now they were dangling over the side of the tree stump. My shoes felt loose as well. Before they were the perfect fit, now they were slipping off. I looked around and realised everything seemed bigger. The fairies, the chalice, my shoes, my clothes, the trees around me, everything had gotten bigger.
<div id="speakFea">“Here, have another.”</div>
I was growing smaller as my hair grew longer. I felt my body changing, yet I couldn't help myself.
<div id="speakMC">“Thank you”</div>
The craving hit me again. I knew it was dangerous. I knew something was happening to me, but I couldn’t resist it. I lifted the chalice and drank its contents in a series of gulps. They refilled it, and I drank it.
<div id="speakMC">“What is happening to me?”</div>
<div id="speakFea">“You are changing."</div>
That much was obvious.
<div id="speakMC">“Into what?”</div> I was afraid, but still couldn't stop myself.
<div id="speakFea">“Into one of us."</div>
I noticed more changes. My hands had not only shrunk but were more slender and feminine. A proportion of my chest had expanded into a pair of scrupulous breasts, and of course, two glittering wings had sprouted from my back. My old clothes were too loose to hide the changes. I was free from old constraints, I spread my wings and took flight.
<div id="speakMC">“How do I change back?"</civ>
<div id="speakFea">“You don’t."</div>
I was stuck, stuck as a small fairy inside this beautiful forest grove. Yet, it wasn’t all bad. My small size and new found flight grant me a sense of freedom. The strange tea that had transformed me didn't stop tasting amazing. I continued to drink it, turning more into a fairy each time I did. I’d soon come to learn how to use fairy magic for myself, and of course as a fairy I was free to help myself to as much of their amazing food as possible. I forgot about my quest, and my original life. They picked out a new name for me, and I spent the rest of my life living as a small fairy in this beautiful forest.
~ Brainwashed End ~
<i>Transformed by the fairies, $name willingly joins them and lives happily among their new kin. And so their journey comes to end, as they remain in the forest, living as a trickster who preys upon those who stray from the path.</i>
Something was definitely wrong with what I’d just drank.
<div id="speakMC">“I’ll be going now.”</div>
<div id="speakFea">“Please, just one more drink, we have already prepared it for you.”</div>
I felt sinister intent in those words.
<div id="speakMC">“I really need to go.”</div>
I turned to leave, but a wall of vines suddenly cut off my escape.
<div id="speakFea">“It is rude to leave before finishing.”</div>
They were practically trying to force the chalice upon me. I drew my sword and swung at the vines. With a single slash I cut right through them. I then began running, leaving this accursed forest behind me. I felt the effects of the transformation, and was glad when they finally began to fade. I didn't stop to check what else had happened to me. I focused only on getting back to safety.
I didn’t stop running until I’d finally reached the temple again. As I ran up the path I saw the groundskeeper give me a curious look. I pushed open the heavy doors and saw Seluna by the alter. She looked at me and smiled.
<div id="speakSeluna">“I see you choose to ignore my advice.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Yeah the hair, I know.”</div>
She didn't have to rub it in.
<div id="speakMC">"No big deal. I'll just cut it.”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">"No big deal? Maybe you've not noticed but... here.”</div>
She handed me a hand mirror and I looked at cute face being reflected back. It took my brain a moment to register the changes. My hands went to my beautiful face, pinching my cheek and confirming what the reflection was telling me. My features had all been smoothed out. My skin looked flawless. That wasn’t all. I could feel a tightness beneath my shirt. I pulled it up and saw two mounds of flesh jiggle from the movement.
<div id="speakMC">“I have breasts!”</div>
Not large ones, not compared to Seluna's. My face looked like a girls, my chest had expanded and… I reached down and felt between my legs.
<div id="speakMC">“Noooo!”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“Please refrain from…”</div>
Seluna was too late. I dropped my pants and looked down.
<div id="speakMC">“It’s gone!”</div>
My proof of manhood was gone.
<div id="speakSeluna">“Yeah, that is very clear. You have quite clearly drank something you should have.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Drank something I… shit! It was those fairies!”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“Yes. Perhaps I wasn’t clear enough in my warning when I said do not stray from the path.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“You knew?!?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“I warned you.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“How do I undo this?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“I don’t know. Otherwise I would have said ‘try not to stray from the path, but if you then come back here immediately so I can cure you’.”</div>
I felt she was mocking me.
<div id="speakMC">“But… I’m a man… not a woman!”</div>
Shit. I had a terrible thought. Ms Shammon said that anything that happened to my body was being replicated in the real world, but surely that didn’t include this? I mean surely her machine couldn’t turn me into a real girl just because it had happened in this world? I had to hope that was the case. <<if $potion is "blue">>At least that was the only thing to have happened to me.<<else>>How much more would my body change before I was able to get out this world? First the potions, now this.<<endif>>
<div id="speakMC">“At least you were able to obtain the sword. You are one step closer to getting home.”</div>
She was right. It wasn’t like I’d completely fucked up. This was just a little mishap, I was still on track to get home.
<div id="speakMC">“So what’s next?”</div>
She went back to the storage draw and pulled out a second map. This time my route was a little more complicated.
<div id="speakSeluna">“Your destination of Hanoi Manor. It is a large building owned by Mr Bezzalus. His family is said to own a shield the can block any attack. Use it well and the denizens of the dungeon won’t be able to lay so much as a finger on you.”</div>
A shield would be useful, and an indestructible one even more so.
<div id="speakMC">“Do I just ask or what?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“He owns me a favour. Use that as leverage, but he isn’t a man to give things away for free. You may need to do some work for him.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Any warnings?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“Don’t stay too long."</div>
That went without saying. This time she was kind enough to lend me the map I’d be following. I reached for my new sword but Seluna stopped me.
<div id="speakSeluna">“You won’t be allowed near him carrying a weapon. Leave it here.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“But how will I protect myself?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“The route is fairly safe, if you do see trouble just avoid it.”</div>
She made it sound easy.
Turns out it was. I followed the map along the road that was fairly well looked after. Signposts dotted along my path kept me going in the right direction, and after an hour of travelling I was at the metal gates of a large mansion. There were no guards or a bell or anything I could use to signal for attention. I shrugged and tried the gate, discovering it to be unlocked. I let myself in. It was like stepping into another world. The unkempt woodland suddenly vanished, and replacing it was a flat garden with freshly cut grass. The mansion’s garden looked amazing. The grass was completely even and a healthy green. The flower beds were all in full bloom and a water fountain acted as a beautiful centre piece. Obviously, Mr Bezzalus had a talented gardener or possibly he was some kind of wizard. Maybe it was both, wouldn’t surprise me.
<<set $MetFae = "yes">>
[[Next|ShieldP1]]Something was definitely wrong with what I’d just drank.
<div id="speakMC">“I’ll be going now."</div>
I stood up.
<div id="speakFea">“Please, just one more drink, we have already prepared it for you."</div>
I felt sinister intent in those words.
<div id="speakMC">“I really need to go.”</div>
I turned to leave, but a wall of vines suddenly cut off my escape.
<div id="speakFea">“It is rude to leave before finishing.”</div>
They were practically trying to force the chalice upon me. I drew my sword and swung at the vines. My sword partially cut into one of them before getting stuck. I pulled it out and swung again, and again, but the vines were regenerating faster than what I could cut them. I turned and saw the fairies approaching me.
<div id="speakMC">“Stay back!”</div>
In the next moment they swarmed me. For such small creatures they had a lot of strength. They restrained my arms and legs, then brought the chalice to my mouth. I tried to resist, but they forced the contents down my throat.
<div id="speakMC">“Shit!”</div>
I coughed, choking on the liquid being forced down my throat. They didn’t stop. They kept on pouring the sweet liquid into my mouth. My body became weaker. I tried to resist, but it was fruitless. They had me. With each drop that spilled from the chalice into my mouth I changed. My body shrunk down to the same size as theirs. My hair grew out, and my skin became smooth and flawless. My chest expanded as I grew a pair of breasts much like theirs, and my manhood shrunk away, and replacing it was a woman’s vagina. Last but not least I sprouted a pair of beautiful glittering wings. I’d become one of them, and there was no changing back. Once they had transformed me I broke away.
<div id="speakMC">“Change me back!”</div>
<div id="speakFea">“But you are so much prettier, and you can stay here as long as you want. Just forget all about why you came here.”</div>
They refused to turn me back so I flew away. I could only fly so far before my wings became tired. I’d travelled a fair distance to get here, and now that distance felt ten times longer. The forest wasn’t a kind place to small creatures either. Creatures five times my size were now sought to prey on me. Ultimately, I returned to the only safe place I knew, the fairy enclave. There I spent the rest of life, adapting to the their society as I waited for Ms Shammon to return and save me, but she never did.
~ Trapped End ~
<i>Trapped by a group of forest fairies, $name is forcefully turned into one of them. And so their journey comes to end, as they spend the rest of their days searching in vain for a way to turn back</i>This place was an oasis of beauty. I walked up the weed free path and gave the door a solid knock.
<div id="speakFel">“How may I help you?”</div>
I was greeted by a woman wearing a full French maid uniform. Her mannerisms were also exactly as one would imagine from a high-class maid.
<div id="speakMC">“I’m seeking Mr Bezzalus of the house.”</div>
<div id="speakFel">“I am the head maid, Felica. What shall I tell the master is your purpose here?”</div>
<i>@@.imgpop.fel;'You've encountered Felica, Mr Bezzalus maid.'@@</i>
<div id="speakMC">“Um… Seluna sent me. I need to ask to borrow his shield.”</div>
<div id="speakFel">“Understood. Right this way.”</div>
She led me to the entrance of a lounge room. Sitting in a red velvet chair was another elf. He was finely dressed and had long sleek blonde hair.
<div id="speakFel">“Mr Bezzalus, a guest has come to speak with you on behalf of Seluna."</div>
<div id="speakBel">“Allow them through.”</div>
The maid stepped aside and gestured for me to enter. As I entered I saw a second maid standing against the wall holding a circular tray in one hand. She was so still I could have mistaken her for a statue. The only give away the occasional blink. Mr Bezzalus stood up and shook my hand firmly.
<i>@@.imgpop.bel;'You've encountered Mr Bezzalus, a noble elf.'@@</i>
<div id="speakBel">“Please, take a seat. You two wait outside.”</div>
Felica and the other maid stepped outside and closed the door. There were only two chairs in this tidy longue. He had claimed one so I claimed the other.
<div id="speakBel">“I see Seluna has bestowed upon you a way to protect your thoughts. So tell me, what business do you have with me?”</div>
Were all elves mind-readers? Well at least I knew now Seluna was telling the truth about my mind being shielded. Bezzalus was watching me carefully, maintaining unbreaking eye contact.
<div id="speakMC">“I seek your family shield. Seluna said it was indestructible.”</div>
<div id="speakBel">“She’d is never wrong. How much are you offering for it?”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Well, she said that you owe her.”</div>
He laughed a little at my response.
<div id="speakBel">“Yes that is true…”</div>
He laid back and thought for a moment.
<div id="speakBel">“The truth is I am not quite sure where that shield is. It will be somewhere in the house, that much I am certain. How about this? You will assist my servants in their duties by helping clean up my house. If you find the shield, then you can have it.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“What if I can’t find it?”</div>
<div id="speakBel">“Well that is your problem. Like I said it is somewhere in my house. I’m giving you permission to search for it as you please. Take as much time as you want.”</div>
Well so long as this guy wasn’t lying then it sounded like a good deal.
<div id="speakMC">“Okay, where do I start?”</div>
He lifted a small bell and rang it. I heard a gentle knock on the door, followed by Felica re-entering the room.
<div id="speakBel">“Felica, our guest has agreed to help clean while he searches for something. Please assist him.”</div>
<div id="speakFel">“Of course master. Please follow me.”</div>
I left the room and followed Felica into the servant’s area. The décor instantly changed, becoming less luxurious. It was still very clean, so clean you’d think they had servants to take care of the servants.
<div id="speakFel">“Do you require a change of clothing? Your current attire could become dirty.”</div>
<div id="choice">[[I’m not worried about a little dirt]]</div>
<div id="choice"><<if $gender is "female">>[[I wouldn’t want to get dirty|Shield2F]]<<endif>><<if $gender is "male">>[[I wouldn’t want to get dirty|Shield2M]]<<endif>></div>
<<if $gender is "female">><<if $pot is "blue">><<set $sideimg = "namefemale">><<endif>><<if $pot is "pink">><<set $sideimg = "namefemalepink">><<endif>><<if $pot is "orange">><<set $sideimg = "namefemalefox">><<endif>><<if $pot is "all">><<set $sideimg = "namefemalefoxpink">><<endif>><<endif>><div id="speakMC">"I appreciate the offer, but I'll stick to what I'm wearing."</div>
<<set $MetFel = "yes">><<set $MetBel = "yes">>
<div id="speakFel">"Very well. If that is what you want. Please follow me. We should be getting started."</div>
[[Next|ShieldP3]]<<set $clothes = "maid">>A change of clothes would be nice, plus thanks to those fairies I barely fit inside my current attire.
<<set $MetFel = "yes">><<set $MetBel = "yes">>
I also didn’t know what kind of mess she was talking about. Worst case scenario I could end up soaked and have to wait for my clothes to dry before being to leave.
<div id="speakMC">“Sure, I could use with a spare outfit.”</div>
She walked over to a curtain of a fitting room. She pulled it back then gestured inside.
<div id="speakFel">“Please step inside.”</div>
I approached a noticed it was just an empty fitting room. I presumed she’d hand me my new outfit so didn’t question it. I stepped inside and she pulled the curtain back.
<div id="speakFel">“Now remain still and let the enchanted fitting room do the rest.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Enchanted fitting room?”</div>
Before I could ask what she meant, I found out. The walls on either side of me opened and disembodied gloved hands swarm my body. They grabbed my clothing and rapidly stripped me clean. I was left naked, seeing my changed body for the first time in its full glory. I didn’t have long to admire it. Another wave of hands appeared this time bringing several items of clothing with them.
<div id="speakMC">“Oh no.”</div>
Even before they started I realised what they had brought. It was a female uniform. A frilly, black and white, maid uniform just like Felica’s. First, they attacked me with underwear. A firm black bra accompanied with matching panties came first. Next came a garter belt and stockings. Once my underwear was fitted the floating hands grabbed my wrists and held them above me the main dress was pulled over my head. A headband followed as the finer details were ironed out. The hands slid a pair of pumps over my feet and lowered me to the ground. Behind me a number of hands began styling my hair. They wrapped my hair using magical curling irons. When they let go my hair was filled with large curls. The hands retreated into the wall and vanished as the panels closed up again. On cue Felica pulled open the curtain and led me into of a mirror. I saw myself unable to believe that that person was me. When I woke up this morning I never imagined I’d find myself in this kind of situation. I was stood in an elegant maid’s outfit with a cute face and beautifully curled hair.
<div id="speakFel">“Do you like it?”</div>
I wanted to say no, that I absolutely hated it, but the truth was that it was very comfortable. My clothes felt so light, like there was almost no weight to them. Compared to my ill-fitting adventurer's outfit it was an improvement.
<div id="speakMC">“I don’t like it, but I can work better like this.”</div>
[[Next|ShieldP3]]<<set $clothes = "butler">>A change of clothes would be nice. Plus I didn’t know what kind of mess she was talking about. Worst case scenario I could end up soaked and have to wait for my clothes to dry before being to leave.
<<set $MetFel = "yes">><<set $MetBel = "yes">>
<div id="speakMC">“Sure, I could use with a spare outfit.”</div>
She walked over to a curtain of a fitting room. She pulled it back then gestured inside.
<div id="speakFel">“Please step inside.”</div>
I approached a noticed it was just an empty fitting room. I presumed she’d hand me my new outfit so didn’t question it. I stepped inside and she pulled the curtain back.
<div id="speakFel">“Now remain still and let the enchanted fitting room do the rest.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Enchanted fitting room?”</div>
Before I could ask what she meant, I found out. The walls on either side of me opened and disembodied gloved hands swarm my body. They grabbed my clothing and rapidly stripped me clean. I was now completely naked, but not for long another wave of hands appeared, this time bringing several items of clothing with them. They wasted no time outfitting me. First they dressed me with a pair of tight but very smooth and comfy boxers. Then came a white collar shirt. On top of that they pulled down a grey vest shirt, followed by a black morning coat. Meanwhile a pair of black trousers were pulled up my legs and secured with belt. A black bowtie was tied around my neck while my cuffs were equipped with cufflinks. My feet was smothered by grey socks, before a pair of black dress shoes were slipped on and the laces securely fastened. Finally a pair of gloves not unlike those swarming around me were slid over my fingers. I thought it was over as the hands retreated back into the wall, but a final pair emerged holding a comb in one hand and a spray bottle in the other. They sprayed my hair and combed it back, giving it a tidy sleek look. Once they were done they vanished and the walls closed up again. Felica opened up the curtain and I stepped out. I saw myself in the mirror and was surprised by how professional I looked.
<div id="speakMC">“These clothes look more expensive than my entire wardrobe.”</div>
<div id="speakFel">“Don’t worry. We have them in abundance. A drop of spilled wine, or a massive tear, it doesn’t matter what happened to that outfit, we will destroy it and make a new one regardless. We have plenty more of them.”</div>
I suppose it was helpful to be able to work without worrying about ruining my clothes.
[[Next|ShieldP3]]
I followed Felica to the first room I’d be cleaning. It was a spare bedroom. She handed me a duster and cleaning cloth then instructed me to get to work. The bedroom was as tidy as a hotel room in a five-star hotel. There were only a few freckles of dust, but that was more than what was acceptable in this mansion. I quickly dusted the room, searching through cabinets, looking under beds and searching behind book cases as I went along. The shield definitely wasn’t in this room, so I moved onto the next one. It was a similar situation in there. I checked every nook and cranny as I cleaned. No luck. In the following hours I checked every room in this house. I couldn’t find the blasted shield anywhere.
<div id="speakMC">“Is there anywhere else it could be?”</div>
<div id="speakFel">“I do not know.”</div>
Was that the truth, or was she trying to mislead me? I had a better idea.
<div id="speakMC">“Felica, is there anywhere in the mansion you aren’t allowed to go?”</div>
<div id="speakFel">“No, but there is one room we have been instructed not to clean, and as such we never go down there.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Down there?”</div>
Now I was getting somewhere.
<div id="speakFel">“Yes. The basement. It is where master keeps his belongings that he has nowhere else to go.”</div>
I cursed myself for not asking about that right away. This place was incredibly organised, and the servants thoroughly cleaned daily. There was no way nobody would know where the shield was, unless it was somewhere nobody went.
<div id="speakMC">“How do I get to the basement?”</div>
Felica lead me back to the hallway. She then placed her hand against a wooden wall panel and with a bit of strength slid it across. I peered inside and saw a stone stair case leading down. The passage way wasn’t clean like the rest of the house. The walls were raw stone brick as where the steps.
<div id="speakMC">“Do you have a light or torch or something?”</div>
I couldn’t see the bottom.
<div id="speakFel">“I’ll prepare you a lantern.”</div>
That would work. She went back to the kitchen storage room, and returned shortly carrying a glass lantern with a thick candle burning inside.
<div id="speakMC">“Guess that’ll do.”</div>
I took it from her and descended into the darkness. At the bottom of the stairs I found a door. I pulled it open but couldn’t go any further. Clutter of all shapes and sizes covered the floor. I saw trophies, books, old tools, the place looked like a flea market. With difficulty I made my way into the room and closed the door. I found a sturdy box to set down my lantern.
<div id="speakMC">“Well, better get started.”</div>
I began digging through the mess, but the sheer volume of it made it impossible. I encountered broken toys, cracked mirrors and clothing with permanent stains. I was beginning to suspect that Mr Bezzalus was a hoarder. I spotted a display cabinet with a glass window. I peered inside and saw my reason for being here. Inside was a decorated shield. That must be it. The problem I now faced was the fact the cabinet had a mountain of crap piled in front of it, and that mountain crap had even bigger mountain piled in front of it. I tried forcing the door of the cabinet open, but it wouldn't budge.
I took a step back to access the problem. I could carefully spend time moving everything out of the way, or I could just break the door off and grab the shield. It was clear nobody ever came down here so I could easily get away with it.
<<if $clothes is "maid">><div id="choice">[[Carefully spend time moving stuff out of the way|MaidEnd]]</div><<endif>><<if $clothes is "butler">><div id="choice">[[Carefully spend time moving stuff out of the way|ButlerEnd]]</div><<endif>><<if $clothes is "regular">><div id="choice">[[Carefully spend time moving stuff out of the way]]</div><<endif>>
<div id="choice">[[Force your way into the cabinet]]</div>
All that mattered was that I got that shield. I stood up and pushed the tower of crap piled on top of it over. The crap pile toppled over and came crashing down. I heard banging and shattering as whatever was in those boxes didn't fair too well.
<div id="speakMC">"Shit!"</div>
I quickly opened up the box and discovered I'd broken pretty much everything inside. I felt compelled to tidy up the mess I'd just made. Forgetting about the shield I began to reorganise the room.
<div id="speakMC">"He'll be angry with me when he finds out."</div>
I whispered as I continued cleaning. This would be a huge task. I began sorting through everything individually. While clearing the shelves I discovered a door that led into another room that was almost entirely empty. It was also ungodly dusty. I ran back to the cleaning support cupboard to grab the supplies I’d need. My cleaning was interrupted by Felica.
<div id="speakMC">“We are preparing food, would you care to join us?”</div>
I couldn’t afford to be hungry on the job. I joined the other servants at the table and filled my stomach on some amazing food.
<div id="speakNPC">"Are you the new <<if $gender is "female">>Maid<<endif>><<if $gender is "male">>Butler<<endif>>?"</div>
One of the other servants asked me.
<div id="speakMC">"No. I'm just..."</div>
I paused. Why did I come here? Oh yes to clean. I returned to the basement that evening and resumed working. I had to work hard to please my master. As night fell I was shown my bed by Felica.
The next day I returned to the basement to clean. I cleaned and organised, sorting through everything, taking breaks to eat with the other servants.
<div id="speakBel">“How is my new servant?”</div>
My master had come down to check on.
<div id="speakBel">“Are you enjoying your duties?”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Yes. Thank you for allowing me to serve you master.”</div>
<div id="speakBel">"But, it appears you have damaged some of my prized pocessions. That just won't do."</div>
He bent down and picked up a shield lying by the door.
<div id="speakBel">“Hmm why is this just lying on the floor? <Name> can you hang this on the wall for me."</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Certainly master.”</div>
I took the shield off him and looked at it. Was there some important to this object? I couldn’t remember anymore. I couldn’t even remember who I was before I came here. All I knew was that I wanted to serve my master with all my heart.
<div id="speakBel>“Great work. I hope you continue to serve me forever.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“I’d love to.”</div>
- End – Eternal Servant -
I recalled the words of warning I’d been given twice.
<div id="speakMC">“Don’t break anything.”</div>
Even though this place was a tip I’d adhere to that warning. I carefully began rearranging the room very carefully. It wasn’t easy. It was like a puzzle as every object seemed to be stuck under something else. I found myself sorting through things, slowly but surely making progress. Finally, the shield came free. I held it up and let out a victorious laugh. This thing had been more effort to get than it should have been. With the shield in one hand, and my lantern in the other I headed for the door out of here.
I headed upstairs ignoring the odd desire I had to continue cleaning. I proudly walked back into the lounge with the shield.
<div id="speakMC">“I found it!”</div>
Mr Bezzalus looked up at me.
<div id="speakBel">“It seems you did. Well done.”</div>
His reaction was lukewarm.
<div id="speakMC">“So we are done then? I can go?”</div>
<div id="speakBel">“That was the agreement. You may take your leave... unless you wish to continue working for me.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“No thanks."</div>
<<if $clothes is "maid">><div id="speakFel">“Here.”</div>
Felica was suddenly behind me. In her arms were my belongings.
In her arms was all my belongings.
<div id="speakMC">“Um… Don’t you want these back?”</div>
I gestured towards my current attire.
<div id="speakFel">“Those clothes were created to your measurements. They are worthless to us. Please keep them.”</div>
I felt awkward now. The awkwardness persisted as I left the grounds now carrying all my clothing. I didn’t want to parade around in my servant uniform, but I also didn’t want to change in the middle of a forest. I decided to handle that when I got back.<<endif>><<if $clothes is "butler">><div id="speakFel">“Here.”</div>
Felica was suddenly behind me. In her arms were my belongings.
In her arms was all my belongings.
<div id="speakMC">“Um… Don’t you want these back?”</div>
I gestured towards my current attire.
<div id="speakFel">“Those clothes were created to your measurements. They are worthless to us. Please keep them.”</div>
I felt awkward now. The awkwardness persisted as I left the grounds now carrying all my clothing. I didn’t want to parade around in my servant uniform, but I also didn’t want to change in the middle of a forest. I decided to handle that when I got back.<<endif>><<if $clothes is "regular">><div id="speakFel">“Shall I escort you out.”</div>
Felica was suddenly behind me.
<div id="speakMC">“Well if I have nothing else to do then let's go.”</div>
<div id="speakFel">“Very well. Let's go.”</div>
Felica led me to the front gate, then with a final wave sent me on my way.<<endif>>
[[Next|Final1]]If she couldn't read my thoughts then I was free to try and have some fun.
<div id="speakMC">"So aren't you impressed that I was able to pass so quickly?"</div>
I leaned on the wall pulling my best 'cool guy' impression.
<div id="speakSeluna">"No, and I'm less impressed by your attempt at seduction."</div>
<div id="speakMC">"Hey you said this meant to protect my thoughts."</div> Clearly it wasn't working.
<div id="speakSeluna">"It does, but you are still as easier to read than the town's sign post. Now let's get back to serious matters."</div>
[[Move onto the next step|SwordP1]][img[img\GobFace.png]]Mr Bezzalus said I could take as much time as I needed. There was no rush to get this done quickly. I carefully began moving boxes, struggling to find room to put everything.
This would be a huge task. I began sorting through everything individually. While clearing the shelves I discovered a door that led into another room that was almost entirely empty. It was also ungodly dusty. I felt an itch to clean this room before I started moving things into it. I ran back to the cleaning support cupboard to grab the supplies I’d need. Once the room was clean I began moving items into it. I lost track of time as I got lost with the task at hand. My cleaning was interrupted by Felica.
<div id="speakMC">“We are preparing food, would you care to join us?”</div>
I knew I shouldn't, but I had so much still to do. I couldn’t afford to be hungry on the job. I accepted the offer, and later I joined the other servants at the table and filled my stomach on some amazing food. I could get used to eating here.
<div id="speakNPC">"Are you the new maid?"</div>
One of the other servants asked me.
<div id="speakMC">"No. I'm just..."</div>
I paused. Why did I come here? Oh yes to clean. I returned to the basement that evening and resumed working. I had an itch that only cleaning could scratch. I had a desire to serve that couldn't be silenced. As night fell I was shown my bed in the female servant dormitory by Felica.
The next day I returned to the basement to clean. I cleaned and organised, sorting through everything, taking breaks to eat with the other servants.
<div id="speakBel">“How is my new servant?”</div>
Mr Bezzalus had come down to check on.
<div id="speakBel">“Are you enjoying your duties?”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Yes. Thank you for allowing me to serve you Mr Bezzalus.”</div>
<div id="speakBel">"Now now, is that how to address me?"</div>
<div id="speakMC">"I'm sorry master.</div>
He walked up to a display cabinet and looked through the glass.
<div id="speakBel">“Hmm, $name can you hang that shield on the wall for me?"</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Certainly master.”</div>
I took the shield from the cabinet and looked at it. Was there some important to this object? I couldn’t remember anymore. I couldn’t even remember who I was before I came here. All I knew was that I wanted to serve my master with all my heart.
<div id="speakBel">“Great work. I hope you continue to serve me forever.”</div>
He reached out with has hand and titled my chin up. He gently kissed me on the lips. My heart melted and my thoughts became foggy.
<div id="speakBel">“Come to my bedroom tonight. I'll grant you the chance to serve me in a very special way.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“I'll be glad to.”</div>
~ Brainwashed End ~
<i>After falling victim to the cursed clothing given to them by Mr Bezzalus, $name becomes another one of his maids, living in the mansion and happily attending to his every need.</i>Mr Bezzalus said I could take as much time as I needed. There was no rush to get this done quickly. I carefully began moving boxes, struggling to find room to put everything.
This would be a huge task. I began sorting through everything individually. While clearing the shelves I discovered a door that led into another room that was almost entirely empty. It was also ungodly dusty. I felt an itch to clean this room before I started moving things into it. I ran back to the cleaning support cupboard to grab the supplies I’d need. Once the room was clean I began moving items into it. I lost track of time as I got lost with the task at hand. My cleaning was interrupted by Felica.
<div id="speakMC">“We are preparing food, would you care to join us?”</div>
I knew I shouldn't, but I had so much still to do. I couldn’t afford to be hungry on the job. I accepted the offer, and later I joined the other servants at the table and filled my stomach on some amazing food. I could get used to eating here.
<div id="speakNPC">"Are you the new butler?"</div>
One of the other servants asked me.
<div id="speakMC">"No. I'm just..."</div>
I paused. Why did I come here? Oh yes to clean. I returned to the basement that evening and resumed working. I had an itch that only cleaning could scratch. I had a desire to serve that couldn't be silenced. As night fell I was shown my bed in the male servant dormitory by Felica.
The next day I returned to the basement to clean. I cleaned and organised, sorting through everything, taking breaks to eat with the other servants.
<div id="speakBel">“How is my new servant?”</div>
Mr Bezzalus had come down to check on.
<div id="speakBel">“Are you enjoying your duties?”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Yes. Thank you for allowing me to serve you Mr Bezzalus.”</div>
<div id="speakBel">"Now now, is that how to address me?"</div>
<div id="speakMC">"I'm sorry master.</div>
He walked up to a display cabinet and looked through the glass.
<div id="speakBel">“Hmm, $name can you hang that shield on the wall for me?"</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Certainly master.”</div>
I took the shield from the cabinet and looked at it. Was there some important to this object? I couldn’t remember anymore. I couldn’t even remember who I was before I came here. All I knew was that I wanted to serve my master with all my heart.
<div id="speakBel">“Great work. I hope you continue to serve me forever.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“I'm glad to.”</div>
~ Brainwashed End ~
<i>After falling victim to the cursed clothing given to them by Mr Bezzalus, $name becomes another one of his butlers, living in the mansion and happily attending to his every need.</i>I arrived back the temple not long after the sun had set. I proudly held up the shield as I entered the temple again.
<div id="speakSeluna">“New clothes?”</div>
She pointed out my strange attire.
<div id="speakMC">“I didn’t have time to remove them.”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“Hmm? You should know that your clothes are cursed. I’m surprised your will was strong enough to resist it.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Wait? Cursed? You mean I can’t remove them?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“Well that, and they implant the will to serve within you. Fortunately you left before the curse you completely take over you. I can remove the curse if you to change back into your ordinary attire."</div>
That would be wise, but then again all that was left to do was explore dungeon.
<<set $acc = "shield">>
<div id="choice">[[Change back]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Keep cursed clothes on]]</div>My journey through the dungeon was surprisingly peaceful. Each corner I turned I expected to see a goblin or slime lying in wait, but all of these dimly lit stone corridors were empty. I reached the first stairway and descended cautiously. Perhaps there were just no monsters on the first floor. However the second floor was also devoid of danger. The layout was like a labyrinth, but without a monster to patrol it traversing it wasn’t that difficult. I reach the 2nd staircase, and soon after that the 3rd, and then the 4th. Without encountering a single creature I made it to the final door.
After everything I had gone through, I was going to be disappointed if there was nothing on the other side to justify all that work/Seluna’s warnings were clearly just there to scare me. There was nothing dangerous down here at all.
I pushed open the final door between me and my way home. Movement caught my eye and I readied my sword. Numerous long green vines began wriggling around the floor. Bright lights self-ignited, revealing a mass of green tentacles surrounding a white throne.
<div id="speakRei">“Welcome.”</div>
I heard what sounded like Seluna’s voice call out to me. A woman appeared and sat on the throne. Her face was like Seluna’s, but her skin was a very deep navy colour. Her eyes were reddish in colour, her hair a dark purple. Aside from the difference in colour though she was the spitting image of Seluna. Her ears were pointed, her figure tall and her skin smooth and flawless.
<<set $MetRei = "yes">>
<div id="speakRei">“I see my sister has sent down another fool to try and do what she couldn’t do herself.”</div>
Sister?
<div id="speakMC">“Who are you?”</div>
She looked like an alternate version of Seluna.
<div id="speakRei">“Reina, but people just call me The Dark Witch. You have my name, what is yours? Just kidding, I won’t remember it.”</div>
<i>@@.imgpop.reina;'You've encountered Reina, the Dark Witch@@'</i>
She outstretched her arm and pointed her finger at me.
<div id="speakRei">“Die.”</div>
From the tip of her finger she fired a beam of scorching red light. On instinct I raised my shield and felt a light impact as her magic was blocked.
<div id="speakMC">“My name is $name!”</div>
I yelled my name proudly. My preperations would see me through this.
<div id="speakRei">“Oh? Interesting name. I assume you, like every fool who has come before you, wish to kill me?”</div>
<div id="choice">[[Explain you have come to find a way home]]</div>
<<if $gender is "male">><div id="choice"><<if $clothes is "butler">>[[Explain you have come to seduce her|AltEnd3Butler]]<<endif>><<if $clothes is "regular">>[[Explain you have come to seduce her|AltEnd1Male]]<<endif>></div><<endif>><<if $gender is "female">><div id="choice"><<if $clothes is "maid">>[[Explain you have come to seduce her|AltEnd4Maid]]<<endif>><<if $clothes is "regular">>[[Explain you have come to seduce her|AltEnd2Female]]<<endif>></div><<endif>>Double-click this passage to edit it.Ms Shammon entered the office where her superiors sat in wait around their mahgony meeting table in dark suits.
<div id="speakSham">“The experiment was a success. Using the data were gathered from the test we can confirm the Ciyo-Egg is working as intended. Changes the body experiences in the ‘other world’ are perfectly transferred across in this one.”</div>
“And the test subject?”
<div id="speakSham">“He is none the wiser. He believes it is all an advanced game. He is unaware of what was really happening.”</div>
A sinister smile crept across Ms Shammon’s face. From the very start she’d been lying. The reason the test subject could not escape that world wasn't because there was system error, it was becasue Ms Shamon didn’t want them to. She could have extracted them from the Ciyo-Egg at any point, but she created the lie that it was malfunctioning to force them to go out and interact with the world they'd been thrust into.
“Excellent. Prepare to move the project onto phase two.”
<div id="speakSham">“As you wish.”</div>
Ms Shammon took a bow then left the room. Phase two, now things were going to get really interesting.
~ True Ending ~
A cheap sword? I guess that would have to do. As instructed I proceeded through the tunnel. Soon I’d reached the end and was looking out at a lush forest basking in beautiful sunlight. Forget the game aspect of this experience, a lot of people in the city would love to plug themselves into this thing just to enjoy the beauty of it.
<div id="speakMC">“Ms Shammon said I’d have an encounter waiting for me…”</div>
I looked around. At first I didn’t notice it because of the colour of its skin. It wasn’t until the murky green skinned creature stood up that I saw it. Pointed ears, uneven yellow teeth, a long-crooked nose and a hunched over body the size of a child’s. Straight from a work of fantasy was a goblin.
<i>@@.imgpop.goblin;'You've encountered Gobbs, the Goblin@@'</i>
The first encounter in many fantasy games were creatures like these. Now how shall I deal with it?
<div id="choice">[[Fight It]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Attempt To Seduce It]]</div>Well, nothing bad ever comes in pink right? I uncorked the bottle and sniffed the contents. It smelt like a mixture of berries, and it tasted like them too. I drank the contents without any trouble thanks to the taste. Once the bottle was empty I set it down.
<div id="speakMC">“Well nothing bad has happened.”</div>
Had anything happened? Suddenly I felt my head begin to tingle. It was a very brief feeling, lasting only a few seconds. It faded leaving me feeling normal again. Maybe that was the potion protecting my thoughts.
<div id="speakMC">“I better go back and see Seluna.”</div>
I left the kitchen and returned to the main chamber where she was standing where I had left her.
<div id="speakSeluna">“Your inability to follow simple instructions is impressive.”</div>
She wasted no time insulting me.
<div id="speakMC">“What do you mean?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“I can still read you thoughts, but even without that I can still tell you drank a bottle of hair dye.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Hair dye?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“Are you so blind?”</div>
She tossed me a mirror. I caught it and looked at my reflection.
<div id="speakMC">“Oh God!”</div>
I saw what had happened. My hair was pink just like the potion I’d drank.
<div id="speakSeluna">“Wait here, I’ll get the right potion.”</div>
Seluna headed through to the kitchen. Meanwhile I continued to look into the mirror. I looked stupid. I couldn’t go outside like this.
<div id="speakSeluna">“Here.”</div>
She handed my the bottle potion bottle. I quickly drank it, and a fresh cooling feeling filled my body. However my hair didn’t go back to normal.
<div id="speakMC">“How do I turn my hair to normal?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“You drink a different bottle of magic hair dye. Unfortunately I’m fresh out.”</div>
Shit. I’d have to walk around like this? I prayed that this change wouldn’t transfer to my real body when I left this place.
<div id="speakSeluna">“Now that your thoughts are closed, shall we continue?”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Yeah.”</div>
Well, at least now I can think freely without having to worry about her knowing what I'm thinking.
<div id="choice">[[Move onto the next step|SwordP1]]</div>
<<set $MetSel = "yes">><<set $pot = "pink">>I looked at the orange potion and lifted it from the shelf. I wasn’t sure what that label was, but it was stuck to the glass so maybe that meant something. I uncorked it and sniffed it expecting it to smell of oranges, and it did.
<div id="speakMC">“Maybe it’s just orange juice?”</div>
Wouldn’t hurt to test it? I poured the contents into my mouth and swallowed. No immediate change. I continued until I’d drunk the entire thing. I began to feel a slight buzz. My scalp began to itch, as did my lower spine. That probably wasn’t a good sigh. It began to hurt, and realising I’d made a mistake I quickly ran back to Seluna.
<div id="speakMC">“Seluna I… Ow!”</div>
A sharp pain struck in the rear. It felt like I’d been stabbed, but as I reached back I felt something furry.
<div id="speakSeluna">“What inspired you to drink the potion that had a label of a cat on it?”</div>
Seluna mocked me. I was in too much pain to retort. My scalp itched so intensely it hurt. I felt something changing. My centre of balance had gone way off leaving me unable to stand even if I wanted. It hurt too much to move anyway.
<div id="speakSeluna">“Here, drink this.”</div>
Seluna handed me a bottle. I drank it then realised it was the blue potion bottle from the kitchen. A refreshing mint like taste ran through my body, easing the pain away. I stood up, grabbing a pew to support myself. Seluna was looking at me quizzically.
<div id="speakMC">“What did I drink?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“Well… it was meant to be a potion that turns the one who drinks it into a cat… but I guess I added the wrong kind of fur.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“What does that mean?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“Take a look.”</div>
She handed me a mirror, and I saw my new form. Two furry ears poked up from my scalp, and a large bushy tail protruded from my posterior.
<div id="speakMC">“What happened to me?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“You’ve partially turned into a fox, fortunately it seems the changes are minimal."</div>
<div id="speakMC">“You call this minimal?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“It could be worse, you could be on all fours with a strong desire to chase field mice. Anyway the blue potion, which was the one you were meant to drink, has stopped the process. It has also shielded you thoughts, sparring my the torment of hearing your thoughts.”</div>
I prayed that these changes wouldn't affect my real body. It couldn't right? I could understand the machine harming me, but there is no way I could really grow a tail right?
<div id="speakSeluna">“Now that your thoughts are closed, shall we continue?”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Yeah.”</div>
Well, at least now I can think freely without having to worry about her knowing what I'm thinking.
<div id="choice">[[Move onto the next step|SwordP1]]</div>
<<set $pot = "orange">>
<<set $MetSel = "yes">>I lifted the blue potion from the shelf and uncorked it. Thinking about it logically, the pink potion didn’t have a label, and the orange one had a picture of a cat or something on it. Giving that this was the only one with words it had to be ‘Silver Tonic’. The blue colour was just misleading. I drank the whole thing. It tasted like toothpaste. It carried a very fresh and cooling flavour to it. As it hit my stomach I felt something spread across my body and tickle my brain. The weird feeling quickly faded, leaving me at least as far I could tell the way I was before.
<div id="speakMC">“I better go back and see Seluna.” </div>
I left the kitchen and returned to the main chamber where she was standing where I had left her.
<div id="speakSeluna">“I see you were successful.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“I was?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">"Yes. Your thoughts are closed to me now."</div>
They are? Sweet. Now I can think freely without having to worry about her knowing what I'm thinking.
<div id="choice">[[Move onto the next step|SwordP1]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Attempt to seduce her|Side1]]</div>
<<set $MetSel = "yes">><<set $pot = "blue">>Well there was one sure fire to ensure I drank the right one, drink them all. I started with orange, followed by the pink. They tasted nice. Each had their own unique flavour. I grabbed the blue one from the shelf and drank it as well. It tasted refreshing, but as it landed in my stomach I began to feel a bad mix. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all. It felt like something was bubbling up, and I out the loudest burp in my entire life as the gases escaped.
<div id="speakMC">“That wasn’t so bad.”</div>
I joked, then realised I’d jinxed myself as my consciousness slipped threw my grasp as I collapsed onto the floor.
When I came to I was still on the kitchen floor, but my head was resting on a pillow.
<div id="speakSeluna">“In all my years, I have never met someone capable of acting so foolishly with so little regard for their own health.”</div>
That was unmistakably Luna’s voice.
<div id="speakMC">“What happened?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“You, in your infinite wisdom, drank all three of my potions. I feared you may have drank the wrong one, but I didn’t imagine for a second you would have drunk all three. I hope you are ready to live with the consequences for there is absolutely no way to undo what you’ve done.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“What do you mean?”</div>
My head felt weird, so did my lower back.
<div id="speakSeluna">“Here.”</div>
She handed me a mirror, and I saw everything. Pink hair. A new set of furry ears, and a fluffy fox like tail.
<div id="speakMC">“What the fuck happened to me?!?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“Nothing that you didn’t bring upon yourself. Well at least you succeeded in drinking the Silver Tonic. Your thoughts are closed to me, and right now I’m glad for I do not wish to know what goes on inside that head of yours.”</div>
I prayed that these changes wouldn't affect my real body. It couldn't right? I could understand the machine harming me, but there is no way I could really grow a tail right?
<div id="speakSeluna">“Now that your thoughts are closed, shall we continue?”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Yeah.”</div>
Well, at least now I can think freely without having to worry about her knowing what I'm thinking.
<div id="choice">[[Move onto the next step|SwordP1]]</div>
<<set $pot = "all">>
<<set $MetSel = "yes">>All that mattered was that I got that shield. I stood up and pushed the tower of crap piled in front of the cabinet. The pile toppled over and came crashing down. I heard banging and shattering as whatever was in those boxes didn't fair too well.
<div id="speakMC">"Shit!"</div>
I quickly opened up the box and discovered I'd broken pretty much everything inside. I felt compelled to tidy up the mess I'd just made. Then again, this stuff was probably already broke. I tried the door again and was able to move it an inch. That was enough. I began to shake the door aggressive, and as I'd hoped the old hinges snapped. I pulled the cabinet door clear from the cabinet. With that problem sorted I reached inside and grabbed the shield.
<div id="speakMC">"Success!"</div>
With the shield in one hand, and my lantern in the other I headed for the door out of here. Naturally I closed it behind me. I didn't want to give anyone a reason to go down there and see what I'd done. I stopped at the stop of the basement steps. I had a strange itch to go back down and clean that place. It was weird. I shook my head and tried to ignore it. I returned to Mr Bezzalus with my prize in hand.
<div id="speakMC">“I found it!”</div>
Mr Bezzalus looked up at me.
<div id="speakBel">“It seems you did. Well done.”</div>
His reaction was lukewarm.
<div id="speakMC">“So we are done then? I can go?”</div>
<div id="speakBel">“That was the agreement. You may take your leave... unless you wish to continue working for me.”</div>
I felt the itch again. I felt a desire to do as he asked and continue working for him. Fortunately, the rational side of me surpressed those desires.
<div id="speakMC">“Nope. Thank-you and good-bye."</div>
I left the room. I quickly tracked down Felica to get my belongings back.
<<if $clothes is "maid">><div id="speakFel">“Here you are.”</div>
Felica fished my belongings from a storage cupboard and handed them to me.
<div id="speakMC">“Um… Don’t you want these back?”</div>
I gestured towards my current attire.
<div id="speakFel">“Those clothes were created to your measurements. They are worthless to us. Please keep them.”</div>
I felt awkward now. The awkwardness persisted as I left the grounds now carrying all my clothing. I really didn’t want to parade around in a maid uniform, but I also didn’t want to change in the middle of a forest. I decided to handle that when I got back.<<endif>><<if $clothes is "butler">><div id="speakFel">“Here.”</div>
Felica was suddenly behind me. In her arms were my belongings.
In her arms was all my belongings.
<div id="speakMC">“Um… Don’t you want these back?”</div>
I gestured towards my current attire.
<div id="speakFel">“Those clothes were created to your measurements. They are worthless to us. Please keep them.”</div>
I felt awkward now. The awkwardness persisted as I left the grounds now carrying all my clothing. The uniform was comfortable so it wasn't all that bad. I certianly wasn't going to change the middle of a forest anyway. I'd handle changing when I got back.<<endif>><<if $clothes is "regular">><div id="speakFel">“Shall I escort you out.”</div>
Felica was suddenly behind me.
<div id="speakMC">“Well if I have nothing else to do then let's go.”</div>
<div id="speakFel">“Very well. Let's go.”</div>
Felica led me to the front gate, then with a final wave sent me on my way.<<endif>>
<<if $clothes is "regular">>[[Next|Final2]]<<else>>[[Next|Final1]]<<endif>>Mr Bezzalus said I could take as much time as I needed. There was no rush to get this done quickly. I carefully began moving boxes, struggling to find room to put everything.
This would be a huge task. I began sorting through everything individually. While clearing the shelves I discovered a door that led into another room that was almost entirely empty. It was also ungodly dusty. Well that wasn't my problem. It would do for the purpose of storage. I began moving boxes across, focusing on creating a safe path to the cabinet. It was painfully time consuming. My cleaning was interrupted by Felica.
<div id="speakFel">“We are preparing food, would you care to join us?”</div>
Was it time for dinner already? I looked at what I had left to do. I could probably get this finished soon. I didn't want to stay any longer than I needed.
<div id="speakMC">“I'll pass.”</div>
I grabbed another box and moved it into the next room. Felica left me, and soon I had successful open the cabinet doors. With that problem sorted I reached inside and grabbed the shield.
<div id="speakMC">"Success!"</div>
With the shield in one hand, and my lantern in the other I headed for the door out of here. I'd wasted a lot of time. I needed to get back quickly. I returned to Mr Bezzalus with my prize in hand.
<div id="speakMC">“I found it!”</div>
Mr Bezzalus looked up at me.
<div id="speakBel">“It seems you did. Well done.”</div>
His reaction was lukewarm.
<div id="speakMC">“So we are done then? I can go?”</div>
<div id="speakBel">“That was the agreement. You may take your leave... I suspect you are itching to leave.”</div>
He had that right.
<div id="speakMC">“Yup. Thank-you and good-bye."</div>
I left the room. I quickly searched for Felica to thank her for helping me.
<div id="speakFel">“Shall I escort you out?”</div>
Felica was suddenly behind me.
<div id="speakMC">“Well I have nothing else to do, so let's go.”</div>
<div id="speakFel">“Very well. Let's go.”</div>
Felica led me to the front gate, then with a final wave sent me on my way.
<<if $clothes is "regular">>[[Next|Final2]]<<endif>>Cursed clothing sounded like bad news.
<div id="speakMC">“Do you really need to ask?”</div>
Seluna made a waving motion with her hand.
<div id="speakSel">“There. The curse is gone.”</div>
I quickly began changing back into my basic adventuring gear. With my sword in one hand, and shield in the other, it was time to do this.
<div id="speakMC">“Well. I have everything you asked. You’ll let me go down into the dungeon now right?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“I was never stopping you. I just didn’t want to see your untimely death. Now you have the tools to be able to succeed where before you would have failed. All that is left is for you to make the right decisions.”</div>
That sounded unnecessarily condescending.
<div id="speakMC">“Well, thank you for the help, but I’m eager to get back to my world.”</div>
I headed to the town well and climbed down. I found at the bottom a door illuminated by two glowing blue torches. The markings on the stone door warned of danger lurking on the other side. With my sword ready to strike, and shield reach to block, I forced open the door and stepped inside.
<<set $clothes = "regular">>
<div id="choice">[[The Dungeon]]</div>I'd wasted enough time already. Seluna had made it clear already my cheap adventuring gear wasn't doing me any favors anyway.
<div id="speakMC">“I appreciate the offer, but I just want to get home. I have everything you asked. So will you let me go down into the dungeon now?”</div>
<div id="speakSeluna">“I was never stopping you. I just didn’t want to see your untimely death. Now you have the tools to be able to succeed where before you would have failed. All that is left is for you to make the right decisions.”</div>
That sounded unnecessarily condescending.
<div id="speakMC">“Well, thank you for the help, but I’m eager to get back to my world.”</div>
I headed to the town well and climbed down. I found at the bottom a door illuminated by two glowing blue torches. The markings on the stone door warned of danger lurking on the other side. With my sword ready to strike, and shield reach to block, I forced open the door and stepped inside.
<div id="choice">[[The Dungeon]]</div>I arrived back the temple not long after the sun had set. I proudly held up the shield as I entered the temple again.
<<set $acc = "shield">>
<div id="speakSeluna">“Welcome back.”</div>
Seluna was sitting in the corner reading a book. She closed her book and stood up.
<div id="speakMC">“Well. I have everything you asked. You’ll let me go down into the dungeon now right?”</div>
With my sword in one hand, and shield in the other, it was time to do this.
<div id="speakSeluna">“I was never stopping you. I just didn’t want to see your untimely death. Now you have the tools to be able to succeed where before you would have failed. All that is left is for you to make the right decisions.”</div>
That sounded unnecessarily condescending.
<div id="speakMC">“Well, thank you for the help, but I’m eager to get back to my world.”</div>
I headed to the town well and climbed down. I found at the bottom a door illuminated by two glowing blue torches. The markings on the stone door warned of danger lurking on the other side. With my sword ready to strike, and shield reach to block, I forced open the door and stepped inside.
<div id="choice">[[The Dungeon]]</div><div id="speakMC">"I’m here because there is a portal somewhere in here that will return me home.”</div>
<div id="speakRei">“A portal? Oh that thing. I was wondering what that was for. Well I have no intention of letting you simply leave while I remain stuck here. Maybe I can find a way to use you. Capture them.”</div>
The mass of tentacles closed in around me. Seeing the danger is began swinging my new sword. With a clean cuts I sliced right through the tentacles attempting to grapple me. One wrapped around my foot, but swift cut from my blade freed me. Tentacles kept on coming, but they were no match for my new weapon. Eventually they realised the battle was lost and retreated.
<div id="speakRei">“I’ll deal with you myself then."</div>
Reina stood up. As the tentacle monster retreated it revealed a set of stone steps. Reina descended them, pulling from the stone a rapier as she approached. I took a defensive stance as she drew closer. Right before she attacked she smiled. I moved my shield as her strike came, blocking the blow then following up with an attack of my own. She evaded with elegance, then counter-attacked. Again I moved using the shield, then tried to seize the opportunity using my sword. Our duel continued like that, she’d attack, I’d defend, I’d attack, she’d dodge. Our duel seemed endless.
<div id="speakSham">“$name I’m back!”</div>
Suddenly Ms Shammon had returned. A blowing ball of light popped into existence distracting us both. I saw the chance to strike. I brought my sword down in a mighty cleave, inflicting a critical wound to Reina.
<div id="speakMC">"Great timing Ms Shammon!"</div>
<div id="speakSham">“Who was that?</div>
Ms Shammon asked as Reina went down. I didn't have time to answer. She'd get back up soon.
<div id="speakMC">“Don’t worry about her, just get me out of here.”</div>
<div id="speakSham">“Oh, of course. Follow me.”</div>
I followed Ms Shammon up the steps. I found a stone arch that began to glow as I approached.
<div id="speakSham">“Exit point open!”</div>
Ms Shammon declared. A blue vortex of light appeared.
<div id="speakSham">“There we go, well are you ready to leave?”</div>
She asked and I didn’t answer. I just ran forward into the vortex, returning the dark void between realities.
<<if $sideimg is "name2">>[[Next|TrueEnd]]<<else>>[[Next|AltEnd]]<<endif>><div id="speakMC">“Kill you? I’d never of harming a woman as beautiful as you!”</div>
She looked at me, trying to deduce what was going on inside my head.
<div id="speakRei">“Amusing. If you are sincere about what you are saying, then you’ll happily throw away your weapon and shield.”</div>
I was committed to this. I tossed my sword aside, then unstrapped my shield and let that fall as well. Her eyes went wide in surprise.
<div id="speakRei">“You are amusing.”</div>
She stood up from her throne. The tentacle creature slid away revealing the stone steps it had been concealing. She approached me, then stretched out a hand and touched my cheek.
<div id="speakRei">“Why did you come here?”</div>
She asked me again.
<div id="speakMC">“I was lured here by tales of your beauty, I wish nothing more than to be in your presence.”</div>
I think she was buying it.
<div id="speakRei">“I am flattered. I thought my sister’s lies would have corrupted you, turning into a brute who only exists to kill me. It’s been so long since I’ve had a friendly face. Please, let me reward you.”</div>
She pulled in for a kiss, and I eagerly accepted. Our tongues touched and slid past one another. The kiss quickly became the best kiss I’d ever had in my life. I didn’t realise just how much a simple kiss could turn me on, but my cock was rock hard now. She put her thigh between my legs, feeling up my package as she broke away from our kiss.
<div id="speakRei">“I’ve been lonely for so long I forgot how good it felt to have someone to touch, I can’t take it anymore, please take me!”</div>
She had succumbed to the pleasure. I did as she asked, discarding my cumbersome clothing and then tearing off her robe to expose her dark navy flesh. To think I got to fuck this exotic woman. I ran my hands across her body. Her skin was like silk, it was unbelievable smooth. Everything about her was flawless, I couldn’t wait to plunge my cock into her depths, so I didn’t. I lifted her up and pressed her back against the wall as I slid my cock into her. Her pussy wrapped my cock with warmth. I began thrusting, appreciating the perfect tightness that her pussy held. It felt amazing. Everything I had to go through so far was worth it just for this.
<div id="speakRei">“Harder! Faster! Make me cum!”</div>
She cried. I changed position, leaning her over as I slammed her from behind.
<div id="speakRei">“Harder!”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“I’m giving it all I got!”</div>
My body was thrusting hard, I had to take deep breathes to get enough oxygen to maintain my vigour. I felt pressure building up in my cock. I was ready to unleashed my load.
<div id="speakMC">“I’m going to cum!”</div>
I gave her an early warning.
<div id="speakRei">“Do it! Fill me with your cum!”</div>
I couldn’t stop now if I wanted. I released the pressure inside me, filling my cock with extreme pleasure. It didn’t stop. It felt so good, like she was pulling me in, forcing to cum so much that my very soul was being pulled out of my body. My vision began to blur, then it dark as I felt a sudden dizziness. My body was going numb, and then I lost consciousness.
[[Next|AltEnd1MaleB]]
<div id="speakMC">"Kill you? I’d never of harming a woman as beautiful as you!”</div>
She looked at me, trying to deduce what was going on inside my head.
<div id="speakRei">“Amusing. If you are sincere about what you are saying, then you’ll happily throw away your weapon and shield.”</div>
I was committed to this. I tossed my sword aside, then unstrapped my shield and let that fall as well. Her eyes went wide in surprise.
<div id="speakRei">“You are amusing.”</div>
She stood up from her throne. The tentacle creature slid away revealing the stone steps it had been concealing. She approached me, then stretched out a hand, brushing away my hair as she touched my cheek.
<div id="speakRei">“Why did you come here?”</div>
She asked me again.
<div id="speakMC">“I was lured here by tales of your beauty, I wish nothing more than to be in your presence.”</div>
I think she was buying it.
<div id="speakRei">“I am flattered. I had no idea that my beauty could even captivate the hearts of other women. I thought my sister’s lies would have corrupted you, turning into another brute who only exists to killed me. It’s been so long since I’ve had a friendly face. Please, let me reward you.”</div>
She pulled in for a kiss, and I eagerly accepted. Our tongues touched and slid past one another. The kiss quickly became the best kiss I’d ever had in my life. I felt something strange happen with my body. My crotch felt hot, and hungry? The new desires of my female body were beginning to affect my mind. This must be what it feels like to become horny in a woman’s body. I didn’t realise just how much a simple kiss could turn me on. She put her thigh between my legs, rubbing her hand against my moist snatch.
“<div id="speakRei">If you really want me, I know a way to make us both feel amazing.”</div>
She began to strip me, carefully removing my clothing then we laid down on the ground. We rubbed our bodies against one another. I didn’t know the first thing about having sex as a woman, but my body's desire guided me. I just did what felt good. As Reina touched me I learn where my sensitive spots were, and I also learned about hers. Soon our pussies were pressed together, dowsing the ground with our juices as we rubbed against each other. It felt great. Between this and having sex as a man there was no comparison. The pleasure from this was addicting, I couldn’t stop rocking my hips and grinding against her.
<div id="speakMC">“I’m going to cum!”</div>
I felt something. Something powerful wanted to escape.
<div id="speakRei">“Do it! Let’s cum together!”</div>
I felt it, my first female orgasm. Words couldn’t describe the pleasure that flooded my mind and went my soul to heaven. My mind felt fuzzy. It was like I was leaving my body. My vision blurred as my consciousness faded away.
[[Next|AltEnd2FemaleB]]
<div id="speakMC">“Kill you? I’d never of harming a woman as beautiful as you!”</div>
She looked at me, trying to deduce what was going on inside my head.
<div id="speakRei">“Amusing. If you are sincere about what you are saying, then you’ll happily throw away your weapon and shield.”</div>
I was committed to this. I tossed my sword aside, then unstrapped my shield and let that fall as well. Her eyes went wide in surprise.
<div id="speakRei">“You are amusing.”</div>
She stood up from her throne. The tentacle creature slid away revealing the stone steps it had been concealing. She approached me, then stretched out a hand and touched my cheek.
<div id="speakRei">“Why did you come here?”</div>
She asked me again.
<div id="speakMC">“I was lured here by tales of your beauty, I wish nothing more than to be in your presence.”</div>
I think she was buying it.
<div id="speakRei">“I am flattered. I thought my sister’s lies would have corrupted you, turning into a brute who only exists to kill me. It’s been so long since I’ve had a friendly face. Please, let me reward you.”</div>
She pulled in for a kiss, and I eagerly accepted. Our tongues touched and slid past one another. The kiss quickly became the best kiss I’d ever had in my life. I didn’t realise just how much a simple kiss could turn me on, but my cock was rock hard now. She put her thigh between my legs, feeling up my package as she broke away from our kiss.
<div id="speakRei">“I’ve been lonely for so long I forgot how good it felt to have someone to touch, I can’t take it anymore, please take me!”</div>
She had succumbed to the pleasure. I couldn't remove my clothing, so I unzipped my pants and let my raging erection poke out. Meanwhile Reina had completely stripped.
To think I got to fuck this exotic woman. I ran my hands across her body. Her skin was like silk, it was unbelievable smooth. Everything about her was flawless, I couldn’t wait to plunge my cock into her depths, so I didn’t. I lifted her up and pressed her back against the wall as I slid my cock into her. Her pussy wrapped my cock with warmth. I began thrusting, appreciating the perfect tightness that her pussy held. It felt amazing. Everything I had to go through so far was worth it just for this.
<div id="speakRei">“Harder! Faster! Make me cum!”</div>
She cried. I changed position, leaning her over as I slammed her from behind.
<div id="speakRei">“Harder!”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“I’m giving it all I got!”</div>
My body was thrusting hard, I had to take deep breathes to get enough oxygen to maintain my vigour. I felt pressure building up in my cock. I was ready to unleashed my load.
<div id="speakMC">“I’m going to cum!”</div>
I gave her an early warning.
<div id="speakRei">“Do it! Fill me with your cum!”</div>
I couldn’t stop now if I wanted. I released the pressure inside me, filling my cock with extreme pleasure. It didn’t stop. It felt so good, like she was pulling me in, forcing to cum so much that my very soul was being pulled out of my body. My vision began to blur, then it dark as I felt a sudden dizziness. My body was going numb, and then I lost consciousness.
[[Next|AltEnd1MaleC]]<div id="speakMC">"Kill you? I’d never of harming a woman as beautiful as you!”</div>
She looked at me, trying to deduce what was going on inside my head.
<div id="speakRei">“Amusing. If you are sincere about what you are saying, then you’ll happily throw away your weapon and shield.”</div>
I was committed to this. I tossed my sword aside, then unstrapped my shield and let that fall as well. Her eyes went wide in surprise.
<div id="speakRei">“You are amusing.”</div>
She stood up from her throne. The tentacle creature slid away revealing the stone steps it had been concealing. She approached me, then stretched out a hand, brushing away my hair as she touched my cheek.
<div id="speakRei">“Why did you come here?”</div>
She asked me again.
<div id="speakMC">“I was lured here by tales of your beauty, I wish nothing more than to be in your presence.”</div>
I think she was buying it.
<div id="speakRei">“I am flattered. I had no idea that my beauty could even captivate the hearts of other women. I thought my sister’s lies would have corrupted you, turning into another brute who only exists to killed me. It’s been so long since I’ve had a friendly face. Please, let me reward you.”</div>
She pulled in for a kiss, and I eagerly accepted. Our tongues touched and slid past one another. The kiss quickly became the best kiss I’d ever had in my life. I felt something strange happen with my body. My crotch felt hot, and hungry? The new desires of my female body were beginning to affect my mind. This must be what it feels like to become horny in a woman’s body. I didn’t realise just how much a simple kiss could turn me on. She put her thigh between my legs, rubbing her hand against my moist snatch.
“<div id="speakRei">If you really want me, I know a way to make us both feel amazing.”</div>
She began to strip me, but my clothing's curse prevented her from doing so. The curse however wasn't on my underwear. She pulled down my panties and touched me there. The feeling of her pushing a finger inside me was the strangest yet most pleasurable thing I'd ever felt.
I didn’t know the first thing about having sex as a woman, but my body was quickly learning. I just did what felt good. As Reina touched me I learnt where my sensitive spots were, and I also learned about hers. Soon our pussies were pressed together, dowsing the ground with our juices as we rubbed against each other. It felt great. Between this and having sex as a man there was no comparison. The pleasure from this was addicting, I couldn’t stop rocking my hips and grinding against her.
<div id="speakMC">“I’m going to cum!”</div>
I felt something. Something powerful wanted to escape.
<div id="speakRei">“Do it! Let’s cum together!”</div>
I felt it, my first female orgasm. Words couldn’t describe the pleasure that flooded my mind and went my soul to heaven. My mind felt fuzzy. It was like I was leaving my body. My vision blurred as my consciousness faded away.
[[Next|AltEndMaidB]]I rose from what felt like a deep slumber. My head felt fuzzy. I opened my eyes and saw the stone chamber where I’d passed out. What had happened? Why did I feel so strange?
<div id="speakRei">“You’re finally awake.”</div>
I heard a voice, a male voice. I looked around and saw a man sitting on the stone throne. I didn’t realise who he was until I saw his face.
<div id="speakMC">“You’re me!”</div>
He had my face, my clothing, my sword and my shield.
<div id="speakRei">“Hello. I’m $name. Nice to meet you. You should look down.”</div>
Why? I glanced downwards and instantly saw what he wanted me to. Two large mounts of navy blue flesh padded my chest. I had breasts, not just any breasts, I had Reina’s breasts. My hands had become her hands, my hair had become her hair, my body had become her body. I had become Reina, and I had little doubt that she had become me. She stood up and descended the stairs towards me.
<div id="speakRei">“Well thanks to you I finally have a way out of this place. My sister put a nasty spell on me. I can’t leave this place, well, not in my own body. Fortunately, I know a spell that lets two minds switch bodies, but that spell requires a special physical connection that can only be made through sex, willing sex.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“What? You mean… you tricked me?”</div>
<div id="speakRei">“Tricked? Why I don’t believe I ever said anything to misguide you. You willingly threw yourself at me.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Give me my body back!”</div>
I snarled. I tried to stand up, but suddenly numerous thick tentacles ensnared me, holding my legs and arms in place.
<div id="speakRei">“Sorry. I need it. Don’t worry, I’m sure you come to love my body.”</div>
She snapped her fingers and the tentacle began to move across my body, gentling caressing it with their slimy touch.
<div id="speakRei">“Bye now. Someone called ‘Ms Shammon’ is waiting for me.”</div>
Shit. She had already spoke to Ms Shammon? I had to warn her somehow. What would happen if Reina ended the program while in my body? Surely it wouldn't allow her to take my place in the real world? She was just apart of this program.
I tried to call out to her, but a think tentacle slid into my mouth muffling my cries. Reina walked away in my body as I helplessly squirmed against the monster holding me. She ascended the stairs, then from behind the throne I saw a blue flash. She was gone, leaving me behind to become the plaything for her monster.
~ Trapped End ~
<i>After falling victim to Reina's magic, $name remains trapped in her body. Meanwhile the Dark Witch freely explores the other world, planning how to best bring disaster to it.</i>I rose from what felt like a deep slumber. My head felt fuzzy. I opened my eyes and saw the stone chamber where I’d passed out. What had happened? I felt strange. Was this normal for women after they orgasmed?
<div id="speakRei">“You’re finally awake.”</div>
I heard a woman’s voice, but it wasn’t Reina’s. I looked around and saw a woman sitting on the stone throne.
<div id="speakMC">“Who are you?”</div>
I asked her. I noticed she was wearing my clothing and had my sword and shield.
<div id="speakRei">“Who am I? Don’t you recognise your own body?”</div>
My own body? I sat there confused, before I remembered about being transformed by the fairies. Is that I looked like now? I looked down and saw two large mounds of navy blue flesh padded my chest. My skin had changed colour. It was the same shade of navy as Reina. My hair had become like her hair as well.
<div id="speakMC">“Why am I like Reina?”</div>
<div id="speakRei">“Because you are me you imbecile. Do you not realise that we have swapped bodies?”</div>
She stood up and descended the stairs towards me.
<div id="speakMC">“Swapped bodies?”</div>
Is that what had happened? How?
<div id="speakRei">“Well thanks to you I finally have a way out of this place. My sister put a nasty spell on me. I can’t leave this place, well, not in my own body. Fortunately, I know a spell that lets two minds switch bodies, but spell requires a special physical connection that can only be made through sex, willing sex.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“What? You mean… you tricked me?”</div>
<div id="speakRei">“Tricked? Why I don’t believe I ever said anything to misguide you. You willingly threw yourself at me.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“If we swapped bodies then… Wait, you have to give me my body back! You don’t understand.”</div>
What if Ms Shammon came looking for me? Would she think Reina was me? I tried to stand up, but suddenly numerous thick tentacles ensnared me, holding my legs and arms in place.
<div id="speakRei">“Sorry. I need it. Don’t worry, I’m sure you come to love my body.”</div>
She snapped her fingers and the tentacle began to move across my body, gentling caressing it with their slimy touch.
<div id="speakRei">“Bye now. Someone called ‘Ms Shammon’ is waiting for me.”</div>
Shit. She had already spoke to Ms Shammon? I had to warn her somehow. What would happen if Reina ended the program while in my body?
I tried to call out to her, but a think tentacle slid into my mouth muffling my cries. Reina walked away in my body as I helplessly squirmed against the monster holding me. She ascended the stairs, then from behind the throne I saw a blue flash. She was gone, leaving me behind to become the plaything for her monster.
~ Trapped End ~
<i>After falling victim to Reina's magic, $name remains trapped in her body. Meanwhile the Dark Witch freely explores the other world, planning how to best bring disaster to it.</i>
I rose from what felt like a deep slumber. My head felt fuzzy. I opened my eyes and saw the stone chamber where I’d passed out. What had happened? Why did I feel so strange?
<div id="speakRei">“You’re finally awake.”</div>
I heard a voice, a male voice. I looked around and saw a man cleaning the stone throne. He was wearing a black, grey and white butler's uniform. I didn’t realise who he was until I saw his face.
<div id="speakMC">“You’re me!”</div>
He had my face, my clothing, my sword and my shield.
<div id="speakRei">“Hello. I’m $name. Nice to meet you. You should look down.”</div>
Why? I glanced downwards and instantly saw what he wanted me to. Two large mounts of navy blue flesh padded my chest. I had breasts, not just any breasts, I had Reina’s breasts. My hands had become her hands, my hair had become her hair, my body had become her body. I had become Reina, and I had little doubt that she had become me. She stood up and descended the stairs towards me.
<div id="speakRei">“Well thanks to you I finally have a way out of this place. My sister put a nasty spell on me. I can’t leave this place, well, not in my own body. Fortunately, I know a spell that lets two minds switch bodies, but that spell requires a special physical connection that can only be made through sex, willing sex.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“What? You mean… you tricked me?”</div>
<div id="speakRei">“Tricked? Why I don’t believe I ever said anything to misguide you. You willingly threw yourself at me.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Give me my body back!”</div>
I snarled. I tried to stand up, but my new centre of balance made it a bit difficult.
<div id="speakRei">“Prehaps I should have kept my pet around, but it was making a mess. So much slime. How am I meant to clean this place with it here?”</div>
I noticed something as she said that. The chamber looked a lot cleaner than before. She without realising she had even done it went back to cleaning the throne.
<div id="speakRei">“Well. I need to go... but I can't just leave this place a mess...”</div>
I realised what had happened. After she stole my body I had fallen unconscious. I didn't know how long for, but evidently it had been enough time for whatever curse had been placed on those clothes to take hold. I looked down at my body again. What was I meant to do? Seluna mentioned that the cursed clothing would implant the will to serve into the one wearing it, would that mean Reina would serve me?
<div id="speakMC">“Tell me, how can I swap back?”</div>
<div id="speakRei">“Well, since you are in my body you now have my magic. You just have to learn it."</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Okay, teach me.”</div>
<div id="speakRei">“As you wish... I mean... No! Why would I do that?”</div>
Shit, she was beginning to realise something was up.
<div id="speakMC">“I said teach me. Don't think about why, just do it!”</div>
<div id="speakRei">“As you wish master.”</div>
I had her. The curse had brainwashed her into becoming my servant. I'd have her teach me everything about magic, then use her to find a way out of here. I soon came to enjoy being in her body. The pleasures of the female body were too much to give up. I'd miss my old body, but it couldn't use magic unlike this one. I could live as oridinary man with a limited life-span, or a beautiful and powerful elf who still had enough years left to outlive me many times over. That was plenty of time to find a way out of this place.
~ Secret End ~
<i>After falling victim to Reina's magic, $name remains trapped in her body. Fortunately, Mr Bezzalus curse has taken ahold of her mind, brainwashing her into become $name's loyal servant.</i>I rose from what felt like a deep slumber. My head felt fuzzy. I opened my eyes and saw the stone chamber where I’d passed out. What had happened? I felt strange. Was this normal for women after they orgasmed?
<div id="speakRei">“You’re finally awake.”</div>
I heard a woman’s voice, but it wasn’t Reina’s. I looked around and saw a maid sitting the stone throne.
<div id="speakMC">“Who are you?”</div>
I asked her. I noticed she had my sword and shield. Was that my maid uniform as well? How did she get it off?
<div id="speakRei">“Who am I? Don’t you recognise your own body?”</div>
My own body? I sat there confused, before I remembered about being transformed by the fairies. Is that I looked like now? I looked down and saw two large mounds of navy blue flesh padded my chest. My skin had changed colour. It was the same shade of navy as Reina. My hair had become like her hair as well.
<div id="speakMC">“Why am I like Reina?”</div>
<div id="speakRei">“Because you are me you imbecile. Do you not realise that we have swapped bodies?”</div>
She stood up and descended the stairs towards me.
<div id="speakMC">“Swapped bodies?”</div>
Is that what had happened? How?
<div id="speakRei">“Well thanks to you I finally have a way out of this place. My sister put a nasty spell on me. I can’t leave this place, well, not in my own body. Fortunately, I know a spell that lets two minds switch bodies, but that spell requires a special physical connection that can only be made through sex, willing sex.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“What? You mean… you tricked me?”</div>
<div id="speakRei">“Tricked? Why I don’t believe I ever said anything to misguide you. You willingly threw yourself at me.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Give me my body back!”</div>
I snarled. I tried to stand up, but my new centre of balance made it a bit difficult.
<div id="speakRei">“Prehaps I should have kept my pet around, but it was making a mess. So much slime. How am I meant to clean this place with it here?”</div>
I noticed something as she said that. The chamber looked a lot cleaner than before. She without realising she had even done it went back to cleaning the throne.
<div id="speakRei">“Well. I need to go... but I can't just leave this place a mess...”</div>
I realised what had happened. After she stole my body I had fallen unconscious. I didn't know how long for, but evidently it had been enough time for whatever curse had been placed on those clothes to take hold. I looked down at my body again. What was I meant to do? Seluna mentioned that the cursed clothing would implant the will to serve into the one wearing it, would that mean Reina would serve me?
<div id="speakMC">“Tell me, how can I swap back?”</div>
<div id="speakRei">“Well, since you are in my body you now have my magic. You just have to learn it."</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Okay, teach me.”</div>
<div id="speakRei">“As you wish... I mean... No! Why would I do that?”</div>
Shit, she was beginning to realise something was up.
<div id="speakMC">“I said teach me. Don't think about why, just do it!”</div>
<div id="speakRei">“As you wish master.”</div>
I had her. The curse had brainwashed her into becoming my servant. I'd have her teach me everything about magic, then use her to find a way out of here. I soon came to enjoy being in her body. The pleasures of the female body were too much to give up, and if I had to choose between Reina's flawless body that could usem agic, and my original, now female one, I'd choose hers. After what had happened to my body I probably couldn't go back to normal life anymore anyway. Here however, I could live as a beautiful and powerful elf who had a lifespan of thousands of years. That was plenty of time to find a way out of this place.
~ Secret End ~
<i>After falling victim to Reina's magic, $name remains trapped in her body. Fortunately, Mr Bezzalus curse has taken ahold of her mind, brainwashing her into become $name's loyal servant.</i>A crack of light was the first I saw of the real world. As the egg opened more light flooded in.
<div id="speakMC">“Looks like I’m back.”</div>
I sat up and looked around. The room was the same as when I had left it. I looked down and confirmed that the same could be said about me. Aside from a few scratches I was perfectly normal. I heard a hiss as a door opened and Ms Shammon came rushing into the room.
<div id="speakSham">“It worked! You’re back!”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Looks like it.”</div>
With Ms Shammon’s support I got out of the machine.
<div id="speakMC">“Wow, that was… a thing.”</div>
<div id="speakSham">“I’m so sorry.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“No don’t worry about it. It was an experience I wouldn’t mind repeating under better circumstances.”</div>
I’d been through a lot, but now that I was out it may have well never happened. It was still kind of crazy. I’d like to tell all my friends about it, but sadly those documents I’d signed earlier prevented me from doing so. After a quick physical I was let go. Night had fallen. I wasn’t that that hungry since as far as my body was concerned I’d eaten a nice meal at the manor. Hopefully when they fixed up the kinks in their machine they’d call me again to test it.
<i>Congratulations. You reached the exit portal and escaped the game without being transformed, but perhaps things could have turned out differently. Feel free to go back and see how else the story of $name may have ended.</i>
[[Epilogue|EpilogueTrue]]A crack of light was the first I saw of the real world. As the egg opened more light flooded in.
<div id="speakMC">“Looks like I’m back.”</div>
I sat up and looked around. The room was the same as when I had left it... but I wasn't.
<<if $sideimg is "name2fox">>I felt my scalp and confirmed that presence of my fox like ears. Of course that meant I still had a fluffy tail as well.<<endif>><<if $sideimg is "name2foxpink">>I felt my pink scalp and confirmed that presence of my fox like ears. Of course that meant I still had a fluffy pink tail as well.<<endif>><<if $sideimg is "name2pink">>I looked at my reflection in the glass and confirmed my hair was still pink.<<endif>><<if $sideimg is "namefemale">>I was still a girl. I'd returned to the real world as a female version of myself.<<endif>><<if $sideimg is "namefemalefox">>I was still a girl. I'd returned to the real world as a female version of myself. If that wasn't bad enough I was also still part fox. I had a fluffy tail and two large furry ears that I lacked before.<<endif>><<if $sideimg is "namefemalefoxpink">>I was a girl... a pink haired girl... a pink haired fox girl. How the hell was I meant to go back to normal life like this? Everything that machine could have done it to me, it had done to me.<<endif>><<if $sideimg is "namefemalepink">>I was still a girl. I'd returned to the real world as a female version of myself. To make things worse my hair was also still a very distinct pink.<<endif>>
I heard a hiss as a door opened and Ms Shammon came rushing into the room.
<div id="speakSham">“It worked! You’re back! Oh..."</div>
Ms Shammon saw the changes to my body.
<div id="speakMC">“I'm back but... I'm a bit different."</div>
I tried to laugh to make light of this situation. With Ms Shammon’s support I got out of the machine.
<div id="speakSham">“I’m so sorry. I had no idea this could happen. Don't worry. My company will do anything it can to make things right.”</div>
<div id="speakMC">“Yeah, please do. It's safe to say I'm never going back into that machine ever again.”</div>
I’d been through a lot, and the machine had left me changed. It was still kind of crazy. I’d like to tell all my friends about it, but sadly those documents I’d signed earlier prevented me from doing so.
A lengthy examination followed that lasted into the early hours. I spent the rest of the night in a luxury hotel room Ms Shammon had arranged for me. She said her company would pull some strings to alter any documentation that needed altered, but that was just treating the symptons. As for what had happened to my body, they had no way to undo it.
<i>Congratulations. You reached the exit portal and escaped the game, but things won't be quite the same for you. Perhaps things could have turned out differently. Feel free to go back and see how else the story of $name may have ended.</i>
[[Epilogue|EpilogueAlter]]Ms Shammon entered the office where her superiors sat in wait around their mahgony meeting table in dark suits.
<div id="speakSham">“The experiment was a success. Using the data were gathered from the test we can confirm the Ciyo-Egg is working as intended. Changes the body experiences in the ‘other world’ are perfectly transferred across in this one. Even those that defy reason.”</div>
“And the test subject?”
<div id="speakSham">“He might be a problem. The changes to his body could attract some unwanted attention. At worst he might suspect what was really going on with the Ciyo-Egg. If he does become a problem then I'll deal with him.”</div>
A sinister smile crept across Ms Shammon’s face. From the very start she’d been lying. The reason the test subject could not escape that world wasn't because there was system error, it was becasue Ms Shamon didn’t want them to. She could have extracted them from the Ciyo-Egg at any point, but she created the lie that it was malfunctioning to force them to go out and interact with the world they'd been thrust into.
“Excellent. Prepare to move the project onto phase two.”
<div id="speakSham">“As you wish.”</div>
Ms Shammon took a bow then left the room. Phase two, now things were going to get really interesting.
~ Alternate Ending ~