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Redrock City, a bustling economic hub that was a shining example of a modern city. Millions of people walked the streets of the city and inside the pockets of many of them was the symbol of the Digital Age, the smartphone. Filled with apps that could do just about anything, there were many who would go as far as to say that some of these wondrous apps operated using some kind of magic… and in this city they would sometimes be right.
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[[Prologue Part 2]]
She drummed her fingers on the cold metal of the fire escape platform as she looked down at the door below. Her prey sure was taking its time. A cold wind blew down the alley briefly exposing her right eye from beneath her white hair. Luckily nobody was around to witness it. This back alley was a shady place. No normal person would dare walk down here alone at night but that was the reason so many shady individuals did just that. The door she was watching was gateway to den of sin. Gambling, prostitution, illegal cage fighting, everything that the police said you couldn’t do they were doing in there. It was a very inclusive club and the membership list included one Mayor Coullin who was ensuring the police left the club well alone.
<div id="map"></div><<click "The white haired woman">><<replace "#map">>[img[images/NewHunter.png]]<</replace>><</click>> had no idea interest in the club's activities or its members with the exception of one. The door opened and the alley was filled with warm light as a tall figure walked out. The woman grinned for tonight her prey would meet its fate. The door closed with a bang and the hunter took that as her signal to pounce on her prey. She leapt from her perch and landed on the ground three storeys beneath her completely unharmed.
“Found you," she laughed standing up. Beneath her hair her right eye began glowing red as her prey looked at her with fear and confusion.
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[[Prologue Part 3]]<<set $day1tf = "no">><<set $hanacopy = "no">><<set $day1sx = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was a lovely morning, the sun was shining, the birds chirping and I had my head down half-asleep enjoying it all. It was a pretty good feeling but unfortunately there were those in the world who sought to rob me of such bliss.
"<<click "Joe">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewJoe.png]]<</replace>><</click>>!"A voice whispered my name but I gave it no heed.<div id="imago"></div>
“Joe!” They hissed slightly louder this time. I opened my eyes and sat up remembering where I was. I was in my classroom, not in my bedroom and the one calling my name had been trying to warn me of impending danger.
“Am I boring you Joe?” Oh no. Standing directly in front of me was my English teacher <<click "Ms. Angela">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/NewAngelaX.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and right now I was in the middle of her class.<div id="imago2"></div>
Everyone was staring at me, including my friend Yumi who had been the one trying to warn me.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>It's a Monday morning. <<click "You">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewJoe.png]]<</replace>><</click>> were sleeping in class but your teacher, <<click "Ms. Angela">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/NewAngela.png]]<</replace>><</click>>, caught you sleeping.<div id="imago"></div><div id="imago2"></div><<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Apologise]]</div>
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<div id="choice">[[Pretend to have been listening]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Sorry, I didn’t get much sleep last night.”
“Then you should have gone to bed earlier. Maybe if your grades were better I’d afford you the benefit of the doubt but your repeated tardiness is becoming a distraction. No wonder you are in detention so often.” That statement unfortunately included this afternoon. Sympathy wasn’t something I, a below average student, ever received.
“If you feel yourself falling asleep I’d advise you to jab yourself with a pen to stay awake, it’ll hurt less than the alternative.” I heard a few people giggle at her sarcasm although I’m sure if it was legal to run voltage through my chair she'd shock me everytime I dozed off. Despite her strictness she was still ranked as the hottest teacher in school by the boys in my year group. As she returned to the front of the room I admired her long legs clad in opaque tights that had assisted her in achieving that rank. I doubted I was the only one admiring her body right now.
Class droned on but the close encounter from before had given me the wakeup call I needed to stay somewhat focused. I took down notes that I’d probably never revise and just watched the seconds slowly tick by until finally the bell of freedom sounded.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You apologise. While not amused Ms Angela chooses to be merciful and gives you a warning then returns to teaching.<<endif>>
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[[To Lunch]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Free from the English class of perpetual boredom I joined the human traffic jam that occurred every time the classes were let out for lunch. First year students caught in this human wave motion had no control over where they ended up. As it was lunch time however it was almost certain they’d end up in the canteen with the vast majority of the student body rushing to get in line early. Unfortunately Ms Angela's classroom was as far from the canteen as possible so getting there early was impossible for me. I moved with the crowd and upon entering the canteen immediately went on the hunt for a free table. Unfortunately those no longer existed but luckily one of the occupied tables had been claimed by my friends. Seeing a free seat I waded through the crowd to try and claim my throne but from nowhere a small girl slipped out from a cluster of tall heads and stole my seat. To make matters worse my mate Dave had seen it.
He was now smirking as he stroked the windowsill next to him that I would now be forced to sit on. There was no helping it, I slid through and sat down on the edge of the table next to my three friends, <<click "Dave">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewDave.png]]<</replace>><</click>>, <<click "Mei">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewMei.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and <<click "Yumi">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewYumi.png]]<</replace>><</click>> plus the pint-sized seat thief, <<click "Kyoko">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewKyoko.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.<div id="imago"></div>
“I missed you!” Those word's weren't for me. Kyoko was as usual acting cutesy while getting uncomfortably close to Mei.
“Um could you not hug my arm? I need it to eat.” Mei was too kind to push her away which was a reason why Kyoko always came back. Kyoko was the only person at this table who wasn’t in my year group.
“Ah there is no match in the world for the love between two roses.” That was Dave. He sounded like a romantic but his lines and appearence lacked the Romeo factor resulting in a lot of awkward silences and glares. There was also the matter of him being a known peeping Tom.
Lastly there was Yumi, the girl who had tried and failed to save me from Ms Angela’s wrath.
She was smiling at the commotion the others were making as Mei tried to protect her lunch from a thieving Kyoko.
“Please,” Kyoko begged Mei with hungry eyes as Mei stabbed a grape with her fork.
“Fine.” As always Mei caved in and a victorious Kyoko made the grape disappear from the fork Mei was still holding. She then put on an act making the grape out to be the single best thing she had ever tasted. The line for hot food was a mile long so I like everyone else at the table brought food from home. I opened my bag to search for my lunch container that should have contained my lunch, but instead I found a note written on floral pink paper.
‘Dear Bro, I’m sorry about your lunch but I was in a hurry. Love, your adorable little sister Hana.’ That little thief.
“Something the matter?” Yumi asked me. Yumi was a shining example of a girl’s ability to multitask. In one hand she had a drink can and in her other her phone all the while talking to me. I glanced at her screen and saw her playing a mobile game she was play testing for some game company.
“A little mouse got into my bag and stole my lunch.” I sighed and looked at the food line. I had two options, junk food from a vending machine or line up now and hope there was something eatable left by the time I reached the front.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You go to the canteen and meet up with your friends <<click "Dave">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewDave.png]]<</replace>><</click>>, <<click "Mei">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewMei.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and <<click "Yumi">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewYumi.png]]<</replace>><</click>>, <<click "Plus Kyoko">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewKyoko.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.<div id="imago"></div>
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<div id="choice">[[Line up]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I’d rather not take my chances and be forced to pay for something that was comparable to gruel. I stood up from my perch on the window with wallet in hand.
“I’m heading to the machines,” I announced to my friends.
“Have fun,” Dave gave his usual words of encouragement.
“You should eat properly… hey!” Mei’s attempt to scold me was interrupted by her own food being stolen from her fork by Kyoko.
“Wait!” Yumi called getting up as well.
“I’ll come along.”
“You don’t have to,” is what I would have said if I didn’t need to speak to her about a bug I had recently discovered on my phone.
We left the canteen together and made for the junk filled machines tucked beneath the nearby stairway. Even as she walked she still had her phone out playing her game.
“Hey you know a lot about phone apps right?” I began.
“I guess so,” she didn’t look up.
“Well this morning I somehow installed a new app on my phone but not only does it do nothing, I also can’t figure out how to remove it.” I still wasn’t sure how I installed it. My phone is also my alarm and when I woke up this morning I think I hit a few buttons I shouldn’t have when trying to silence the alarm app.
There was a que at the vending machines but it was significantly smaller than the one in the canteen. I lined up and glanced over the shoulders of those in front of me pondering what to get. Unfortunately another stroke of bad luck hit. The machine hadn’t been restocked recently so what was left was the horrid stuff nobody wanted. Among them was a raisin health bar that was more expensive than most the confectionaries. Way to encourage healthy eating there.
“What’s it called?” Yumi asked going back to my phone trouble.
“Reborn.”
“You tried using the app uninstaller?”
“Yes.” That was the first thing I did.
“Odd. I’ve tools on my computer I can use to fix it. Come round mine later.”
“I can’t, detention remember?”
“Oh, well tomorrow then.” We reached the front of the line and I ordered my ‘lunch’.
We then returned to the canteen and reclaimed my uncomfortable perch on the windowsill. The junkfood did nothing to fill me. Today had been pretty crappy thus far, I hoped it improved.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You go to the vending machin with Yumi and talk about a mysterious app that you can't remove from your phone. Yumi offers to help, but is unable as you have detention afterschool.<<endif>>
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[[Detention]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>The line was long and the food questionable but at least it would be more filling than chocolate and soda.
“I must embark on a long journey, I know not when I’ll return so don’t wait for me,” I declared standing up. The line had reached the stage it was unlikely to grow any longer. I cursed my little sister for stealing my food as I stood behind a second year who had yet to discover the existence of deodorant. Slowly the line moved as the minutes passed by. Slowly but surely I was getting closer to the food counter. Then to the annoyance of everyone in the line progress suddenly stopped.
“Hold on, I know it’s here somewhere.”
Standing at the till fishing through the contents of her purse was a girl with flowing blonde hair. I knew who she was, every boy in school did. Her name was <<click "Cassidy">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewCassidy.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and she topped the good looks department with a curvy supermodel body and hair that looked like it was fresh from the saloon. Her personality however left a lot to be desired.<div id="imago"></div>
“Seventeen… Eighteen… Nineteen…” Someone behind me was counting up. I smiled because I knew exactly what she was counting.
“Hey Cass let me pay.” Yup. Cassidy’s ‘Let me find my money’ routine gave any member of her harem the chance to step in and earn some Cassidy points by paying for her.
“Twenty seconds, they must be slack today,” mocked the girl behind me to her friend. Why pay for anything yourself when you can just bat an eyelid and get someone else to pay for it? Half the girls envied her and the other half hated her.
With Cassidy out of the way the line resumed moving and eventually I reached the Promised Land. Sadly there was little left and the only thing I dared eat was the fries. By the time I got my food, paid and returned to the table the canteen was beginning to empty. Mei had already fled and naturally Kyoko went with her. Dave was also absent so Yumi was the only one still seated with her eyes still glued to her game.
“I have return with great treasure,” I proclaimed upon my return. At least now I had an actual seat.
“Was it bad?”
“Horrible. When I stand in that line I question whether or not I’d prefer to go back to mankind’s hunter-gatherer times.” I applied sauce to my fries to give them at least some taste. Yumi laughed a little.
Since we were alone I could ask Yumi about something odd that had happened this morning.
“Yumi can you take a look at my phone? There is this weird bugged app on it that does nothing and won’t go away.” Yumi was good with technology, espically smartphone apps.
“Bugged? How so?”
“When I click on its icon nothing happens. I also can’t uninstall it using my phone’s uninstaller.”
“Odd, what’s it called.”
“Reborn.”
“Never heard of it. Well come round mine later and I’ll get rid of it for you.” That was a kind offer but unfortunately detention meant I had to turn her down. Soon after eating the bell to signal the end of lunch chimed and I hoped that my day would start to improve. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wait in line to get food. However the line is being held up by <<click "Cassidy">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewCassidy.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.<div id="imago"></div>Afterwards you tell Yumi about a mysterious app on your phone. She offers to look at it but you decline as you have detention after school.<<endif>>
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[[Detention]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I wasn’t surprised when I found a line outside Mrs Clark’s room where detention would be held.<div id="imago"></div>
<<click "Mrs Clark">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewClark.png]]<</replace>><</click>> had a reputation for dishing out detentions, easily having dished more detentions any other teacher. She was the one who had handed me my sentence as well. There was nothing pleasant about her. She was that old overweight teacher that everyone hated. She had also yet to make an appearance despite having twenty pupils including myself lined up outside her room while the rest of the student body headed home for the day. We had to wait for ten minutes for her to arrive and the first thing she said once we were sat down was.
“Since we’re starting late, we’ll finish late.”
For a reason that nobody but her could be blamed for she had just dumped an extra ten minutes onto our imprisonment duration.
“I expect these work sheets finished and on my desk tomorrow morning.” Of course ten minutes extra wasn’t enough for her, she had to throw some additional homework on top which she knew would take us hours to do.
“And don’t try writing down a stream of wrong answers to save time. Anyone who doesn’t get at least 75% right will be coming back for another round of detention on Friday.” I wasn’t even sure that was allowed. I could hear groans of despair as papers were passed around the room. We may have been in different years but Mrs Clark had gone the extra mile by giving us all questions catered to us. For the duration of the entire detention Mrs Clark kept a close eye on everyone ensuring they were doing their work. Nobody dared make a sound. I just kept my head down and did what I could to reduce the burden of my work later. If I kept silent she should ignore me.
Then it happened, a short jingle broke the silence and I knew immediately it had come from the phone in my schoolbag.
“Who was that?” Mrs Clark had very fortunately been at the front of room with her head down when it happened. Her eyes were glaring in my direction but I faked innocence, starring at the head in front of me. I had to remain calm and hoped those around me didn’t rat me out.
“Right bags on the table everyone. I know I heard someone’s phone and school rules state phones are to be kept turned off at all times!” I panicked. If she found my phone it would be a pain in the ass to get it back. Fortunately there was one person in the room who didn’t fear her.
“Why, you going to search them?” Speaking was Jacob, captain of the basketball team and everyone knew the message his words carried. In short, Mrs Clark didn’t have the authority to conduct a bag search and for a very good reason.
“No, you are going to empty everything out on the table!” She ordered but Jacob didn’t budge. He knew she couldn’t force us to do that, everyone did.
“I refuse.” Jacob had the balls to do what everyone else feared to do and that was stand up to Mrs Clark. He was a competitive sportsman and had learned to press any advantage he was given. Mrs Clark was scowling in frustration. She wanted to grab his bag and search through it herself but she couldn’t. Recently the school had been caught up in a scandal where a female student’s bag was forcefully searched in front of the entire class. I didn’t know the full details but when a local newspaper printed the headline ‘Male teacher showsoff a student’s tampons to entire class’ the school found itself in a big scandal.
“I won’t stand for such cheek; I’ll see you again tomorrow afternoon.” Mrs Clark was already reaching into her desk for a fresh detention slip for Jacob.
“You sure? The reporters will be here around that time.” The reporters in this city were like hungry sharks. A single drop of blood in the water would be all it took for them to come swarming from every direction. Mrs Clark couldn’t punish Jacob for not emptying his bag without rekindling the scandal’s flames and she knew it.
She had no other choice but to shut her drawer and sit down again. Everyone could sense her frustration and nobody dared say anything. It was a painful hour and Mrs Clark took it the full length and beyond. Finally twenty minutes after I should have already finished this nightmare she released us.
“Remember I want your work on my desk tomorrow morning.”
“Will your door be open?” Someone asked a very valid question. Everyone knew the answer to that question, no, no it wouldn’t.
“Are you being cheeky?” Unsurprisingly she completed dodged the question. I knew what was best for me and got out as did many others. Say the wrong thing and she’ll just make your life more miserable.
Once out of the school I immediately fished through my bag for my phone. I still didn’t know why it went off in the first place. I unlocked it and checked the notification log.
“Reborn update 1.0 Installed.” I read the puzzling text. I could have sworn that app was bugged, I didn’t expect it to suddenly update itself for no reason. I shrugged and put the phone back in my bag. I had missed the bus because of Mrs Clark’s extended detention and had a long journey home. Well at least the house wouldn’t be cold when I made it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You go to detention which is being taken by <<click "Mrs Clark">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewClark.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.
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Your phone makes a noise nearly getting you in trouble but you are saved by a friend. Once out of school you investigate the noise and discover a message stating 'Reborn update 1.0 Installed'.<<endif>>
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[[Evening]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“No Ms, I was just listening with my head down.” I prayed that would fly. It didn’t.
“Really? Recite for me what I just said then.” Shit. I scanned the room for some kind of clue but there was none to be found. I hadn’t been paying any attention so tried to form words using what I think she might have said. When half the class giggled at my answer I knew I was wrong.
“Joe… See me after class.” Ms Angela marched back up to the front of the room. That could have gone better. At least I was able to admire Ms Angela’s sleek legs as she returned to the front of the class or rather I’d have liked too.
“Joe!” The girl next to me hissed again spotting what I was doing. It didn’t take a detective to figure out where my eyes had been focused so I quickly lowered my gaze and began scribbling down notes hoping that by actually learning something I might be forgiven.
The bell finally chimed and while my classmates were free to leave I remained imprisoned in this classroom.
“Joe,” Ms Angela spoke approaching my desk. “I’m sure you’ve figured out that I’m getting irritated with your poor behaviour. Even you are bright enough to figure that out.”
“Well I do…” A sharp hand signal cut me off.
“I’d rather you didn’t give me an excuse to punish you further. I’m tempted to give you a detention, but the fact you already have one today sways me to show some mercy. Don’t expect me to be so kind next time.”
Just a stern warning? I guess I should be happy that’s all I’m getting.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You attempt to bluff but are called out on it. Luckily you avoid punishment.<<endif>>
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[[To Lunch]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Welcome home.” The warm voice of my step-mother <<click "Chloe">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewChloe.png]]<</replace>><</click>> called out to me from the kitchen as I stepped through the front door.<div id="imago"></div>
Only a year ago the only thing that was there for me when I got home was a cold and empty apartment. Now I was greeted by the smile of the woman who had mended my father’s damaged heart and her daughter Hana who looked up to me like a real older brother.
“Hi Chloe, my dad not home yet?” I noticed his car wasn’t parked outside.
“No they needed him to work overtime, he’ll be home this evening.” I glanced at Chloe as she reached up to take something from one of the shelves. Looking at her from the side the size of her large bosom really stuck out. I kind of felt bad anytime I saw her do housework as I didn’t know how to express my thanks properly. She was an amazing woman and my father was lucky to have her but I just couldn’t open up to her or her daughter Hana. My parent’s divorce had been messy, my mother wanted a new life free from not just my father but also me and that put us both under a lot of stress. She wanted a family she could boast about to her sorority, not a husband who worked a mediocre job and a son with poor exam scores and no sporting achievements. She left us taking as much as she could with her. It was the thought of having to go through that again just made me want to hide behind a wall so I wouldn’t have to deal with it when it happened.
“Welcome home bro,” I heard a voice call out as I ascended the stairs. With her hair tied up in cute twintails and a face that was deceptively youthful was my step-sister <<click "Hana">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/NewHana.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. Still dressed in her uniform she was making her way down the stairs.
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“Yo lunch thief,” I replied with a forced smile. I did try to be friendly, but my uncertainties kept my heart from opening up to them. I was thankful they were around but it was hard to treat them as family, not this soon anyway. I moved aside to let Hana pass but she hesitated.
“Sorry, I’ll make it up to you I promise.” I wasn’t really that upset. A stolen lunch was the lowest on the list of bad things that had happened to me today.
“It’s alright. Anyway I’ve a lot of homework to do so I’ll catch you later.” I slid past her and headed for my room. There I dumped the pages of extra homework I had to do on my desk and groaned. This would take me ages to do. I really do hate that woman. Well there was no reason to delay it. I sat down and continued the torture hoping that maybe I would be able to finish up before dinner.
It turned out to be a vein hope as the questions just got harder. Shortly after my dad arrived home Chloe called the family for dinner and I was able to enjoy my life for a while before returning upstairs to continue torturing my brain. Even when I was finally done with Mrs Clark’s torture I still had more homework for another subject. By the time I finished it was night and past 9 o’clock. Pretty much dead I collapsed onto my bed with my phone to check my mail. There was nothing of importance but as I closed the mail app I saw the little red icon of the Reborn app that nearly got me killed today.
“Well since it has caused me so much trouble I might as well see if it’s changed.” I pressed the icon belonging to the mysterious app. I was expecting it to do nothing as per usual but to my surprise it actually worked.
I sat up curious as I read the info screen for the mysterious <<click "Reborn App.">><<replace "#imago3">>[img[images/RebornApp.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago3"></div>
‘Reborn is an advanced bio-manipulation application capable of altering a person’s appearance into anything they desire.’ My heart sank into a pool of disappointment.
“Oh not one of these bloody things.” I knew now what I had; it was one of those dumb apps that took a person’s face and did all sorts of dumb crap like give them puppy dog eyes or insane hair styles. There were too many girls in the world that had nothing better to do than spamfuck their friends with pictures of them imposed with dogs. I quickly skipped past the rest of the intro in the search for an uninstall button. I pressed it immediately but of course it didn’t work.
‘We detect you have yet to explore the features Reborn offers. We recommend you explore the sample tutorial before continuing. Press Start to start the tutorial.’ There wasn’t even a no option.
“Well if it gets you off my phone any faster.” I pressed start and the screen changed.
‘Please take a photo of yourself, preferably your face but any body part will do.’
“Okay here’s your photo,” I laughed pulling down my trousers and boxers. I took a photo of my exposed genitals and pulled my trousers back up. If this app was some kind of data harvesting Trojan that was collecting pictures of peoples’ faces then the guy in charge had a surprise coming.
‘Great, now choose from our list of options.’ There was now a picture of my naked crotch on screen with a few options under it. Amusingly the app knew what it had just taken a picture off and was offering me options based on that such as adjust size, remove hair and alter colour but the one that caught my attention simply read ‘reverse’.
“Alright let’s see what this does.” I pressed reverse and my jaw dropped as the screen reloaded replacing my male genitals with female ones. I nearly threw the phone at the prospect of having such an app on it. Plus it was freaky seeing the space between my legs changed like that.
“Alright enough of that… how do I quit this thing?” I spotted a small X in the top corner and pressed it.
‘Apply changes before quitting?’ <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You return home and bump into your step-mother <<click "Chloe">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewChloe.png]]<</replace>><</click>>, and step-sister <<click "Hana">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHana.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. Your Dad isn't home yet. After a quick hello you go to your room to test out the Reborn app. To your disappointment it appears to be a simple image manipulation program. After accidently gender swapping you genitals you quit the app, but first it asks you if you want to apply changes before quitting.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[No]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I pressed no. Why would I want this thing saving weird crap to my phone? I quit the pointless tutorial and uninstalled it. Well that was that. I just browsed the internet the rest of the night then went to bed. The next day I went back to school, and the next, and the next.
My school life continued on like that until the end of the year where I somehow managed to graduate by barely passing my finals. University wasn't on the list for me so I got a job and followed in my father's footsteps as a regular Joe just trying to make a living.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You press no and rid your phone of the app. Life remains boring and uneventful. The End<<endif>>
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~Originary Life End~
Or <<return>> and try the other option.<<set $update1 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>It didn’t really matter what I pressed so I hit Yes. Immediately I felt it, a fuzzy feeling inside my underwear. My hand immediately went for my crotch but by then the fuzzy feeling had stopped.
“Huh?” Something felt off. I pressed my hand between my legs but what I was feeling wasn’t what I should have been feeling. Confused I pulled down my trousers once again and that was when I saw it, or rather didn’t see it.
“It’s gone!” I exclaimed with both hands now at my crotch searching for something that I have had since birth, something that was no longer there. What I found was something else. I tried to crank my head down to have a look but it was out of sight. I could feel it though so I grabbed my bedside mirror and positioned it between my legs. I saw it, I saw on my body a hole that hadn't been there before.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You apply the changes and immediately feel fuzzy. On inspection you discover that your body has changed.<<endif>>
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[[Changed]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“What the fuck!” I stared into the mirror down at what had happened to my body. How could this be? I was a man. I looked at myself in the mirror and confirmed that my face along with the rest of me was still me. The only thing that had changed was my downstairs. Suddenly there was a knock at my door and I grabbed my pants and pulled them up.
“Come in!” I tried to hide my flustered expression as Chloe poked her head through the door.
“I heard shouting and was worried, are you alright?”
“Yes, just playing some games.” Chloe looked at the TV which was clearly turned off. “On my phone, just some frustrating mobile game!” I held up my phone and laughed.
“Well okay, but try to keep your voice down okay?” She gently closed the door again and I felt bad for having worried her. Wait that wasn’t what was important right now. I looked down at my groin again. My mind backtracked to try and figure out how this had happened but it didn’t have to go far. I looked at the phone that was still in my hand and read the message on screen.
‘Change complete, enjoy your new image.’ Is that all it had to say for itself?
“How do I undo this?” I scrambled for an undo option but there wasn’t one. Maybe there was something in that text I skipped over. I closed the app then opened it again so I could read the intro text.
‘Reborn is an advanced bio-manipulation application capable of altering a person’s appearance into anything they desire.’ Next.
‘With a range of functions you can reshape your image and the image of those around you. Version 1.0 contains a range of useful features such as image copying, swapping and tool for fine adjustment.’ For the next part the writing suddenly shrunk to a barely readable size.
‘The creators of Reborn app bare no responsibility for the actions of those using it. All users are responsible for the consequences of their own actions.’ A standard legal disclaimer but who even made this thing? There was no mention of a creator anywhere.
“This is weird.” I was back on the app’s main menu looking at the options. Alter Image, Copy Image, Swap Image and then a locked option that read ‘more features coming soon.’ More features? As if this thing wasn’t weird enough already. I looked down at the options. This app had already done the impossible once but now I wanted to know just how much could it do.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You are surprised to discover that you now have a pussy. You realise the Reborn app is responsible and undo the change. You return to normal then look at what else the app can do. Availble options include Alter Image, Copy Image and Swap Image with more options coming soon.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[I'll test it tomorrow]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[I'll test it now|I have to know]]</div><<set $day1tf = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was getting pretty late. Going outside at this time would worry Chloe and my dad. I’d rather not use some mysterious app on my family so closed it and put my phone away. I let out a yawn and looked at the clock. It wasn’t too early to hit the hay plus I could use some rest after what I’ve been through today.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to not try the app tonight. You head to bed soon after.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day 2 Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I needed to know just what this thing could do. The easiest feature to use sounded like it would be the copy function so I opened it and was greeted by a short explanation of how it worked.
‘The copy feature works by capturing the image of another person. Simply use the phone camera to capture their image then apply it to yourself. Images can be taken from any angle but their whole body must be in frame.’ Point and click. That sounds simple so I’ll go with that. I crept out of my room and followed the sound of the TV to the living room. I couldn’t have hoped for better. Chloe was sitting watching a documentary about wolves and Hana was stroking our pet cat. Both had their backs to me so I raised my phone and choose a target.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decided to test it using the copy feature. You go downstairs where Chloe and Hana are watching TV. Pick one of them to copy.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Copied Chloe]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Copied Hana]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>The sound of my beeping phone pulled me from my sleep. The first of my morning routine was always the same, I reached out, hit the snooze on my phone alarm and went back to sleep. Today however I broke that routine as when my hand reached my phone my memories of what happened yesterday hit me like a brick. I grabbed my phone again and saw the Reborn App's icon where it had always been.
“So it wasn’t a dream,” I whispered. It was still freaky that such a thing even existed.
<<if $day1tf is "yes">>I couldn’t wait to see what else it could do.<<endif>><<if $day1tf is "no">>I was a little hesitant about actually using it though.<<endif>>
I noticed there was an exclaimation mark in the corner of the apps icon. I tapped on it and a new info box appeared.
'Update 2.0! Copy feature can now copy clothing as well so you can match your outfits! Having problems making your targets pose for the camera? Fear not, the all new Poser feature will fix that!'
Like before the app's descriptions were plain and didn't give away the app's true power.
<<if $chloecopy is "yes">>
Suddenly there was a knock on my door and Chloe called out to me.
“Joe it’s time to get up,” Chloe called out softly. My mind flashed back to what had happened yesterday when I was in her body.
“I’ll be down soon!” I replied back, trying not to think about it. <<endif>><<if $hanacopy is "yes">>
“Hey bro you’re gonna be late,” Hana suddenly yelled through the door. I immediately had a flashback to yesterday. I shook my head to chase away the distracting thoughts.
“Alright I’ll be out soon!” I yelled through my door.<<endif>>
I quickly performed my morning routine. I changed into my uniform, had breakfast, washed up and said my farewells to my family as I headed for the bus under the grey sky.
“Another cold and miserable day.” Shame there wasn’t an app for changing the weather as easily as I could change my body. I still had to face Mrs Clark and hand in my work from yesterday. That was going to be fun I thought to myself with sarcasm.
Upon arriving at school I headed straight for her room expecting two things, for her to not be there and for her door to be locked. I was right on both counts. I had two options. Wait for her which risks, no, will definitely result in me being late for rollcall because Mrs Clark never shows up anywhere on time. Or go to rollcall and try to quickly find her once I was finished there. I knew that bitch well enough to know she’d be doing everything in her power to ensure that no matter what I got in trouble. She was probably in the staff room right now sitting on her fat ass. It suddenly occurred to me that there was any option that I hadn’t considered. I checked there were no teachers looking and pulled out my phone. The Reborn app! I could impersonate the cow to get a room key from the janitor and unlock the door. Although the thought of turning into her wasn't excatly the most appealing thing in the world. It would mean however that I wouldn't be late.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You get up and discover the Reborn app has upated. You can now copy clothing and also make people pose for you. You go to school and need to hand in your detention work to Mrs Clark but she has locked her door preventing you from dropping it on her desk.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Wait for her to arrive]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Impersonate Mrs Clark to get key]]</div><<set $day1tf ="yes">><<set $chloecopy = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I took aim at Chloe and pressed copy. ‘Copy Success’ appeared on screen and the apply button became active. I’d be a fool to try this out here so I returned to my room.
“Okay time to see what this thing can do.” Took a deep breath pressed apply. My vision blurred and my entire body became fuzzy for a moment. I was completely paralysed as it happened but it lasted only a moment and the fuzziness was replaced by bareness. I looked down to see where my clothes had gone but instantly forgot about them when I saw what my body had become. Two large mounds of flesh obscured my vision so I looked at myself in the mirror and looking back at <<click "me">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewChloeNu.png]]<</replace>><</click>> was Chloe's naked body.
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“It worked,” I said with my step-mother’s voice. Her large breasts, her long hair, her wide hips, I had them all. I had become her. I grabbed the mirror from my bed and looked at not at my own face but hers. It had really worked. My body had been completely changed into Chloe’s. I suddenly found myself seeing tiny details about Chloe that I had never noticed before. I ran a hand up her arm feeling her fine hairs and the different muscle structure. I had never gotten this close to her so I couldn’t know for sure that this was her body but I had a strong feeling it was. The size and weight of my chest felt cumbersome, I only had these melons for a minute they were already causing me some trouble. I used my hands to support their weight and unable to resist the temptation jiggled them a little.
“If my top half is like this…” My hands moved towards but I hestiated, should I really be treating this body like it's my own?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You copy Chloe then return to your room. You test our your <<click "new body">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewChloeNu.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and realise you have completely turned into Chloe. You wonder if you should take your exploration 'further'.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[That's Enough, I know the app works now]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[It's my body so I should fully 'explore' it]]</div><<set $day1tf = "yes">><<set $hanacopy = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I took aim at Hana and pressed copy. ‘Copy Success’ appeared on screen and the apply button became active. I’d be a fool to try this out here so I returned to my room.
“Okay time to see what this thing can do.” Took a deep breath pressed apply. My vision blurred and my entire body became fuzzy for a moment. I was completely paralysed as it happened but it lasted only a moment and the fuzziness was replaced by a feeling of bareness. My trousers must have fell down as my waist had become too thin to hold them up. My point of view had also shrunk by close to two foot so everything seemed a little bigger than before. Hana was no child but because of how petite she was there were often times she was confused with one. The gap in our height was deceptive of the gap in our age. Going from a boy of above average height to a girl of below average height was dizzying.
“Did it work?” I wasn’t completely sure so I grabbed the mirror and looked at the reflection. It was Hana. Her soft face was right in front of me and I reached out and tried to touch it before realising it was just a reflection. I redirected my hand to my cheek and gave it a soft squeeze. It was really me.
“Wow this is weird,” I said with her voice. Then I made the mistake of looking down at my now <<click "naked body.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHanaNu.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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My trousers hadn't fallen down, they had ceased to exist. In a contrast to the melons her mother had attached to her chest, Hana’s cup size was far more modest. I had once overhead Chloe assuring Hana that she still had plenty of time to grow. As little as there was there I still had to know just what a girl’s breasts felt like. I slid my hand up and gave my chest a gentle squeeze.
“So soft.” I suddenly felt very vulnerable. When I first met Hana I thought she was a few years younger than she actually was because of her height. As much as she complained about having a small body it did aid her performance as a top gymnast. There was a shelf in her room filled with medals and trophies and she even competed internationally occasionally. I’d once seen her at a competition and envied how much flexibly she had in her body. An idea suddenly came to mind. I lay down on the floor and stretched my legs apart slowly. The gap between my thighs grew greater and I leant forward so my chest could touch the floor until my body was in a perfect T shape. There was no way I’d ever be able to put my body in a shape like this as a guy. Being Hana gave me flexibility I never had before.
“This really is her body.” I returned to a more normal position and looked at myself in the mirror again. Seeing a cute girl wearing nothing had a strong appeal to it. I could barely believe that right now that was me. It was kind of making me excited.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You copy Hana then return to your room. You test our your <<click "new body.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHanaNu.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and realise you have completely turned into Hana. <div id="imago"></div>
You wonder if you should take your exploration 'further'.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Enough for tonight, I know the app is legit]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[I can't waste this opportunity]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I stopped and shook my head. I may be the one standing here but it still didn’t make it my body. If I went any further I’d probably never been able to look Chloe in the eye again.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide against it.<<endif>>
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[[Time for bed]]<<set $day1sx = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Just how similar to her was I now? I sat down on my bed and spread my legs. With the mirror in hand I could see what my breasts were <<click "hiding from me.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MaSceneChloe.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago"></div>
“It looks so different." Chloe’s entrance wasn't like the one I had before. Maybe it was something to do with age or possibly even experience. I mean Hana had come out of this thing right? It was kind of surreal, even though this body was just a copy it was still identical to hers in every way including the faded stretch marks that were the symbol that life had once been created here. I wanted to see even more, with my other hand I spread her labia and gazed at the pink flesh inside. I was touching her, I was touching the pussy me and Chloe now shared. My thirst for discovery was far from quenched. I poked my index finger against her, against my, soft insides and slowly inserted myself deeper. I could feel it, I could feel my finger inside me and I could also feel my moist walls fold around my digit. Another finger was welcomed inside and began to stir around. Holy shit it felt weird and amazing at the same time. This may have been the first time for me but this body knew the feeling of having something inside it and was almost guiding me through muscle memory. I let go of the mirror so I could have a free hand to grab my breasts that were crying for attention. I kneaded my hardened nipples between my fingers as I continue to stir around my insides. I couldn’t stop now if I wanted to. Even my male mind couldn’t keep down my moans and I had to sink my teeth into my blanket to silence them. I felt something building inside me and the internet had educated me well to what it was.
“Mmmphfff!” I cried through the blanket as I hit my orgasm. In that moment I felt my entire body clench up as a tidal wave of pleasure hit. My body slumped as I recovered from what I had just felt. This morning I thought I was the unluckiest boy alive but right now, I was certain I was the luckiest.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take your exploration <<click "further.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MaSceneChloe.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago"></div>
It feels amazing and you cum hard from the pleasure.<<endif>>
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[[Time for bed]]<<set $FamFlag1 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">><<if $day1sx is "yes">>I recomposed myself and brought my head back down to earth.<<endif>>I reached for my phone and opened up the app. I hoped there was an undo button because if the only way for me to turn back to normal was to copy my own body then I was fucked. Fortunately in the copy section a new button had appeared.
‘Return to previous image.’ I pressed it without hesitation and felt my body go fuzzy again as I lost my copied female body and returned to normal. I was back to being me again. My clothes had also reappeared in the same fashion they had been before. I still couldn’t really believe it. Being able to copy someone’s body and move around in it like it was your own? It felt like an invasion of piracy but also felt rather empowering. My test had been a definite success. I didn’t know how but the app worked and with that knowledge I was actually beginning to look forward to tomorrow.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You turn back to normal having proved the app definitely works.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day 2 Start]]<<set $HanaD1ma = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was getting a bit too weird being someone else, especially someone I knew. There was just some uneasy about having such a delicate body when all my life I’ve been the tall guy who towers above the crowd.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide against it.<<endif>>
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[[Time for bed]]<<set $HanaD1ma = "yes">><<set $day1sx = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>What other cute poses could I make in this body? I could see everything but that which was most important. I slowly spread her legs again and gaze at something yet to be seen by the eyes of man. I moved the hand mirror a little closer for a better view. I had expected Hana’s puss to be like the one I had seen on myself not long ago but they were nothing alike. For starters there wasn’t a strand of pubic hair, a testament to how late puberty was coming for her. Her skin a lighter shade by comparison and like the rest of Hana’s body just looked so delicate like a flower that should never be touched. That didn’t stop me. If you asked if it was because I was curious about Hana or curious about myself I wouldn’t be able to give you an answer. I touched the <<click "delicate flower">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MaSceneHana.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and spread the petals to gaze at the pink bud inside. With curiosity in full control I touched my clit and what I felt couldn’t compare to any other part of the body.
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“Oh my god.”
Once I had my first taste of a girl’s pleasure there was no stopping me. I leaned back and allowed my hands full access to my new sex. I slid a digit inside and felt my tight walls grip around me.
“It’s so warm,” I whispered looking into the mirror. I began sliding my finger in and out gently to stimulate my moistening pussy. It felt so good. I couldn’t believe that only one half of earth’s populace were allowed to experience this. I resisted my bodies desire to gently moan as I increased the motion of my finger. Meanwhile my other hand found its way back to my clit. The knowledge I had gained from the internet was reciting itself in my head and I pinched my clit between my fingers. That was too much. The wave of pleasure I felt in that moment was overpowering and was something I was unprepared for. I let out a cry as experienced my female orgasm.
“Incredible.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take your exploration further. <<click "Hana's body">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MaSceneHana.png]]<</replace>><</click>> is senstive to the touch. You masturbate then cum from the pleasure.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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[[Time for bed]] <<if $TLDR is "no">>The staff room was naturally fairly busy. Copying Mrs Clark without being spotted would be difficult. Fortunately I had arrived at just the right moment. One of my comrades from yesterday’s detention, a 1st year from the looks of it, had called <<click "Mrs Clark">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewClark.png]]<</replace>><</click>> into the corridor.<div id="imago"></div>
“I said on my desk, why are you trying to hand it to me?” He had already discovered the locked door and in a bid to not be late to rollcall was trying to hand his homework to her. I knew better which was why I didn’t even consider that as an option. His loss was my gain. I discretely took aim and used the new feature to copy both her clothing and her image.
“Copy successful.” I ducked away and found somewhere isolated to put my plan into action.
“Here goes.” I took a deep breath and applied the changes. I felt an unpleasant fuzziness as it happened and the unpleasantness didn’t end when the transformation did. Immediately I had a sense for the fact my bodyweight had just doubled.
“This is nothing like what I felt yesterday/Is this what it feels to be someone else?” It was just plain unpleasant. I took a step forward and nearly broke my ankle because of how unaccustomed I was to both wearing heels and having so much weight on it. Before I pressed that button I thought unlocking her door would be but a simple task, but not I felt like it would be a challenge. Walking was hard enough without having to dodge the many students filling the halls. Fortunately everyone got out of my way and looked at me a mix of fear and hatred. One oblivious girl was talking to her friends when they suddenly pulled her out of my way as I approached. Walking these halls as a teacher was completely different to walking them as a student. I reached the janitors station and discovered the door lying wide open with the janitor just sitting watching security cameras.
“Ahem, Geoffrey I require a spare key to my classroom.” I did my best Mrs Clark impression.
“You know where it is.” Geoffrey didn’t move. Crap where were the spare keys? I quickly scanned the small room and spotted a corkboard with a wide assortment of keys. I needed the key for room 6-A. Ah there it is. I quickly unhook the spare key and departed. With the key secure I had no reason to remain as Mrs Clark. I got out of sight and returned to normal.
“Ah that feels so much better.” It was like I had just been freed from a straightjacket. Quickly I headed for Mrs Clark’s room, unlocked the door, dropped off my homework and left the door unlocked for others to do the same. The janitor had since left his station so I returned the key and headed on my way.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You find Mrs Clark at the staffroom and successfully turn yourself into her. The janitor gives you her room key without question allowing you and the others to submit your homework.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Day 2 Before Registration]]<<set $clarktf = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>On second thoughts, I really didn’t want to transform into her. I waited patiently and was joined in my wait by several of my detention buddies. Five minutes. Ten. Fifteen. Finally the ground began to tremble from her approach. Without a word she unlocked her door and then closed it again, forcing us to knock to be allowed inside to drop off our work. It wasn’t worth the effort saying anything to her. We just dropped our homework on our desk and left.
“Better hurry to registration, you don’t want to be marked late.”
“Well no shit bitch,” I screamed internally. If she really gave a dam about us being marked late she wouldn’t have waited until the last second to unlock her door. I hurried through the corridor to get to class. I was late but thankfully my rollcall teacher wasn’t a complete bitch unlike someone and corrected the register.
“Alright off to your first class.” I barely had time to sit down before I had to leave again.
“Cutting it close there mate,” Dave patted me on the shoulder. I wouldn’t be seeing him again till lunch so my chance to tell him about the app would have to wait till then.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to wait for the cow you arrive. By the time she shows up you are already late for rollcall and barely make it in time.<<endif>>
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[[Head to class|Keep him guessing]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Hey Dave,” I called out, patting <<click "Dave">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewDave.png]]<</replace>><</click>> on the back. We both had rollcall in the same room.
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“Hello my brother. How is your soul holding up? It doesn’t seem too crushed to me.”
“Huh?” It took me a moment to get what he was talking about. Mrs Clark’s detentions were referred to as soul crushing and I had to admit after getting out I felt like my soul had been crushed. After getting my revenge on her however I was feeling a lot better. I wonder how she would react when she discovered her room unlocked and homework on her desk. I’d be worried if it was just my work but I had seen someone else drop theirs off as well after I had returned the key.
Since I had the opportunity I thought about telling Dave just why I was so happy...<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Happy about pulling one over Mrs Clark, you consider telling Dave about the Reborn app.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Keep him guessing]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Tell Dave about App]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">><<if $clarktf is "yes">>"Well let’s just say I got a little revenge."<<endif>> Another slow morning followed. At least today I didn’t have any problems staying awake during class so that was an improvement. As the clock hit noon however I was suffering from another problem and that was a grumbling stomach. I wasn’t sure what it was with my body but I always seemed to be starving around this time and it was still another hour before lunch. I took my seat in what would be my last class before then trying not to think about my empty stomach. I hope Hana hasn’t stolen my lunch again. Her cute smile won’t save her if she’s done it two days in a row.
“So you coming round mine later?” In my battle against my stomach I had failed to notice <<click "Yumi">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewYumi.png]]<</replace>><</click>> taking a seat next to me.
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“Oh right the app… actually…”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You head to class. Just before lunch you encounter Yumi. She hasn't forgotten about what you said yesterday and asks about the bugged app.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Say it's gone|Day 2 Before Lunch]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Show Yumi]]</div>
<<set $tell = "dave">><<if $TLDR is "no">>This was too good to keep a secret. Maybe I just wanted to gloat but I had to tell someone what I had done.
“Oh don’t worry, Mrs Clark is going to be fuming when she finds out what I, I mean, what 'somebody' did.”
“You’re taking a big risk challenging a hippo to a fight, those things are ferocious. So what did you do? Superglue everything on her desk in place again?” Mrs Clark was still on the hunt for the person who had done that which I was sorry to say wasn’t me.
“No, look I’ll show you at lunch but my phone now has this really cool app that lets me transform into other people. I impersonated Mrs Clark and unlocked her door so that I, and everyone else, was able to submit our detention work on time.” Dave showed a bit of smile towards that explanation.
“You have the power to transform into her so you used it to unlock her door? Jeez if I had that power I would have danced around the school sprinkling flower petals around me. That would have destroyed her reputation which I’m sure you agree is the only thing she really cares about.” I liked Dave’s suggestion as a joke but it had a range of problems associated with it, the main one being the real Mrs Clark. If I could possess her and make her think my actions were her own then maybe I’d take Dave’s idea on board but that last thing I wanted was Mrs Clark to be aware that I had this power.
Our registration teacher soon appeared to take rollcall. I looked across to Dave wondering if he actually believed me or not. He was the type of guy who if you said dragons had taken over the sky would agree with you and also claim to have seen them. He was the one person I knew who actually enjoyed talking with the crazy people who sometimes sat next you on the late night bus.
After a few painfully long classes lunch time finally rolled around and instead of heading to the canteen like usual me and Dave snuck away. Dave suggested using the gym’s outside storage building. It was where all the outdoor sports equipment was stored and because it was positioned behind the gym nobody would see us go in. There was no better place so that was where we headed.
“Let there be light,” Dave declared hitting the light switch. The room’s old lights flickered into action illuminating a wide range of muddy sports equipment. The smell was as you'd expect but I ignored it and pulled my phone from my pocket.
"The app does a number of things. For example I could turn into you or we could swap bodies. I can also turn you into a girl or there is a new feature named 'Poser' I've yet to try."
“It’s your toy so you decide.” With Dave's invitation I decided to do just that.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell Dave about the app's power. He shows interest and at lunch you find somewhere private to test it out. He gives you the option of what to do.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Turn into Dave]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Swap with Dave]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Turn Dave into a girl]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Test the poser on Dave]]</div>
<<set $tell = "yumi">><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Actually the app works but it’s unlike anything I’ve ever seen. I’ll come round yours later to show you.” Here wasn’t the best place to demonstrate the apps ability. There were a lot of people watching plus Yumi had the tools at home to take a deep look into how the app did what it did.
I didn’t talk about the app again until after school was over. Me and Yumi got the same bus home anyway so there was no difference there aside from getting off together.
“Here we are," she announced as we arrived at a semi-detached house. “A word of warning, Elyse likes to jump.” She opened the door and immediately I heard the sound of four paws skittling across a wooden floor, then a monster covered in brown fur sprung from the kitchen and charged me. It felt like being tackled by a rugby player as the St Bernard threw its entire bodyweight against me. I tripped on the front step and went tumbling backwards with the massive dog pushing me the whole way.
“Help!” I cried as a wet tongue slobbered over my face.
“I did warn you.” Yumi left me to my fate as I struggled to push away her pet monster. It wasn’t until Yumi’s mother called did Elyse go back into the house and I was finally able to stand up again.
“Here.” Yumi offered me a wet wipe to clean myself with. “C’mon let’s head upstairs.” I followed her up to her room. She opened her bedroom door then suddenly slammed it shut with us both stll outside.
“Actually can you let me get changed first? Just wait downstairs.” Her calm composure had wavered.
“Something the matter?”
“No no. I just need to tidy something.” She weakly laughed changing her excuse. I wanted to know what she was hiding now. Unfortunately the door wasn’t going to open until I was gone. I shrugged and headed back downstairs again as Yumi disappeared into her room.
“I guess I’ll wait.” Wasn’t much else I could do. I sat down on the stairs and waited patiently for Yumi to do whatever it was she was doing. It didn’t take her long. A few minutes later she opened the door again and invited me back in. Her room wasn’t that big and a row of wardrobes just made the floor space problem worse. You could probably sit six people in here max without a personal space violation and two of them would have to be sitting on the bed. Yumi was sat in the chair by her computer desk so the only place for me to sit was on her bed.
“So I thought you were getting changed?” Yumi was still in her uniform.
“Oh, I mean I was getting… charged! I had to charge my phone.” A poor excuse. I had never seen Yumi this flustered, she was usually calm and collect but right now it felt like she had just committed a crime and I was an unwanted detective investigating the scene.
“Well on the topic of phones.” I took my phone out of my bag and passed it to her. “The app updated itself yesterday without warning and then did so again this morning. You’re an expert right, have you ever heard of an app that could change someone’s appearance in the real world?”
“Like an easy to use photo editor?”
“Yes, except when you hit apply it changes the edits into reality. I’ll show you.” I hit copy selecting Yumi as target number one and myself as target number two and applied the changes. I felt my entire body buzz as my vision blurred then refocused itself.
“Wow…” Yumi had suddenly found herself looking at a perfect copy of her. She could even see up the schoolskirt I was now wearing at a perfect copy of the panties we both now shared.
“That is incredible!” She jumped off her seat and suddenly had her face inches from mine getting a closer look. I felt her pinch my cheek then my nose as she tested the flesh of my body. “You’re look just like me.” Her hand suddenly groped my chest as she squeezed my new breasts.
“It’s totally perfect.” She let go. She reached for my eyes and my vision blurred as she took off the pair of glasses I hadn’t even realised I was wearing.
“Did you need to grope me to figure that out?”
“Even our voices are the same. This is insane. Hey go down and ask my mum for two cups of apple juice.” She was getting carried away. What had happened to the boring old Yumi I knew who never got excited about anything?
“Yumi!” I raised my voice. “Can we focus on the important questions?” That did it. She suddenly became aware of her own actions and returned to being the girl I knew. She gave me back the glasses she had taken from me. I put them on then took them off again but the difference was mild at best. They were more reading the blackboard than anything.
“Pass me your phone.” Yumi had returned to her regular self. She had switched on her computer and was waiting for it to boot up. I handed her my phone and she immediately unlocked it.
“Hey! How’d you know how to unlock it?”
“Because you’re stupid for using a trace pattern lockscreen. Using an S shape to unlock it is the equivalent of using ‘password’ as a password."<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell Yumi about the app's functions. You go to her house afterschool to give her a proper demonstration. You start by turning yourself into her. She is amazed and gets carried away and gropes you a little. She finally calms down and gets back to looking at your phones.<<endif>>
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[[Next|YumiHome]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Actually I figured how to fix it. Thanks for the offer though.”
“I see.” She didn’t seem all that interested. She took out her books and when the lesson started didn’t pay me anymore attention. I soon became preoccupied by my own hunger and focused on keeping my stomach quiet for the duration of the class.
The moment class was over I was out the door and rushing towards the canteen. Since my classroom had been close to the canteen the task of securing a table for me and my friends would fall upon me. At least that’s what I thought but upon arriving I spotted a familiar face sitting in the same place she had been yesterday. Despite me arriving at the canteen in record time, <<click "Kyoko">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewKyoko.png]]<</replace>><</click>> was already at the table on the lookout for Mei. Upon seeing me however her expression turned sour and she looked away. Both of us failed to notice that I wasn't alone.
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“Gah she’s here already,” <<click "Mei">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/NewMei.png]]<</replace>><</click>> hissed from behind me where she was peeking over my shoulder. "I think I'll go eat somewhere else."
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“She’s not that bad,” I joked.
“Wanna bet? How about we switch places and see how you like being the subject of her generous affection?” Mei didn’t seem impressed with my remark but her response did give me an idea.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You hide the truth from Yumi. You arrive at lunch early and meet Mei. She is trying to figure out a way to avoid Kyoko.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Leave her be|Day 2 Lunch]]</div><<set $tell = "mei">><<if $TLDR is "no">>How could being the subject of a girl’s unrelenting affection be a bad thing?
“You're on. We switch places and the loser has to do whatever the winner says.” Naturally she gave me a funny look. “But let's find somewhere private first." Curious Mei followed me to the nearby changing rooms. Failing to persuade Mei to follow me into the boys' changing rooms we headed into the girls'.
“If you suggest we swap clothing I’m going to slap you,” Mei threatened. She was obviously very suspicious which I couldn’t blame her for.
“Remember that broken app I mentioned yesterday?” I began explaining.
“Nope.” That’s right Mei wasn’t there when I told Yumi about it.
“Oh. Anyway I have this app on my phone that among other things lets us switch bodies… I think… I haven’t actually tested that feature.” Mei rolled her eyes.
“You’re a moron.” I realised just how stupid I just sounded. “I’m going back.” She turned to leave and as she did I pointed the phone at her with Reborn open and hit image swap. Here goes nothing. I selected Mei at the first target, myself as the second and pressed swap. A typhoon of dizziness struck me as my finger hit the button. My vision briefly blacked out and when my senses returned I was standing much closer to the door. I slowly turned around and saw myself looking at me with a shocked expression.
“Who are you?” They said with shock. Did something go wrong? Mei should have recognised her own face. I looked down at my hands and my uniform. I was in a girl’s uniform alright. I felt my chest and confirmed that beneath my top was definitely a pair of breasts as well.
“Hey don’t touch me!” The other me yelled confirming it was now Mei inside my body. I was still standing where I was when I pressed the switch button. Mei began looking at the back of her new hands still holding my phone. Lacking a hand mirror she used the front camera to look at her new face.
“Wow, how did you do that?” She had calmed down and now seemed kind of excited.
“I told you, I used this new app. It can do loads of things.” I took back my phone to show her the icon.
“Can you swap us back?” She asked.
“Yeah easily, watch.” I opened up the app but a hand grabbed my wrist to stop me.
“Not yet actually.” Mei suddenly stopped me. “I just remembered that bet you made. If you admit that Kyoko is annoying then I win.” In other words I couldn’t lose unless I forfeited. Under her conditions I had already won.
We quickly left the changing room and walked side by side to the lunch hall. Both of us were walking awkwardly because of all the new sensations we were experiencing. I could feel the strap of Mei’s bra on my back and couldn’t restrain myself from reaching behind to try and scratch it. Mei didn’t notice, she was busy dealing with a certain body part she didn’t have before.
“How can you walk? It’s so uncomfortable,” she hissed. I glance downwards to the bulge in my pants. She was avoiding touching it, so it was slanted at an uncomfortable angle. Evidently she was in the midst of an erection. Usually I just adjusted my trousers without thinking about it.
“Just move it around a little,” I whispered back. She looked disturbed at the thought of touching it even through my trousers.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You explain to Mei about the app. She seems unsure so you go somewhere private to demonstrate. You swap bodies with her. Despite giving her a warning she is still taken off guard by it. You return to the canteen in each other's bodies.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Meiswap2]] <<if $TLDR is "no">>I laughed off Mei’s comment and headed into the lunch room. Once I had claimed a table Mei could either eat alone somewhere else or join me. She chose to join and sure enough Kyoko soon caught up to her. Yumi was the next to appear followed by Dave. Naturally I patted the windowsill the moment he showed up much like he had done to me yesterday. To my annoyance he just grabbed an empty chair and pulled it over. Technically he wasn’t meant to do that but the beauty of the back corner was that you rarely got told off for doing anything. I thought about telling all my friends about the app since we were together, but with Kyoko here I’d rather not.
Unfortunately she didn’t leave until Mei did and when Mei left it was because the others had agreed to do so as well do as well so I never got the chance to bring up the powers of the app.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You don't help her. You get lunch and are unable to find the right oppertunity to discuss the Reborn app.<<endif>>
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[[There's always tomorrow|Day 2 Home]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I’m sorry Kyoko but Joe has captured my heart.” I spoke those words like it was a stage drama. Mei nearly choked, Dave laughed and Yumi didn’t care. Kyoko however hadn’t picked up on my tone and after sending Mei another death stare let go of me.
“I’m finished,” Kyoko announced coldly and stood up, taking her things and leaving.
“I feel kinda bad now.” I looked at Mei for some reassurance about what I should do. A part of me wanted to chase after Kyoko and explain there was nothing going on between me and Mei. Then again it really wasn’t my place to complicate things further. Mei could handle this as she saw fit once she was back to being herself.
In the meantime we just chatted ideally and continued eating. Dave didn’t suspect a thing and Yumi, well it was impossible to know what she was thinking. She might have figured out what was going on and decided it wasn’t worth mentioning for all I knew.
After ten minutes we had finished eating and were leaving the canteen together. Me and Mei found an excuse to break away and returned to the changing rooms.
“You win,” Mei submitted without a fight. “You somehow managed to get rid of her; if I had an award ribbon I’d give you one.” Her praise didn’t make me feel any better about the manner in which it happened.
“So, as per our agreement I’ll do whatever you want.” Whatever I wanted? Mei would make a great guinee pig or I could keep her in my debt for later.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You proclaim your love for Joe, which disappoints Kyoko. She coldy leaves soon after. You feel bad but Mei thanks you and surrends saying you won the bet. How do you claim your reward?<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I could never love anyone more than I love you Kyoko.” I put on my best Dave impression as I said that. Hopefully everyone would see that I was joking.
“Kya I knew it!” Kyoko suddenly threw her arms around me and hugged me tightly. This time it was Mei doing the glaring and she was glaring at me. Evidently she wasn’t impressed with my declaration of love.
“I love you too Mei!” Kyoko cried as she continued to invade my personal space.
“And so their love begins to bear fruit,” Dave narrated. What I had gotten myself into? I better explain to everyone present I was only joking. However before I got the chance Kyoko made her next move.
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Smooch. She kissed me, and on the lips no less. She pulled back and winked playfully leaving me and more importantly Mei absolutely stunned. Kyoko was smiling radiantly as she went back to eating my food. Kyoko’s radiance was overshadowed by the aura of death emanating from Mei. If she stood up and slapped me I’d be fine but she didn’t. Since Kyoko had finally given me some space I quickly ate my lunch but I could feel Mei’s glare the entire time. Things only got worse when Kyoko noticed this and stuck out her tongue at Mei. That did it. Mei’s glare vanished and was replaced with a bone chilling smile. Things had just gone from bad to worse as I felt an overwhelming sense of dread wash over me. She was planning something. I could tell by her expression that right now she was plotting her revenge.
“Oh Mei.” It was here. “I just remembered I have something I need to do tonight, you’ll just have to go see that movie by yourself.” What movie? I had no plans for tonight.
“Why don’t you take Kyoko then?” Suggested Dave. “Ow!” He cried as my foot rammed into his knee.
“Oh good idea,” Mei added. Was Dave her mind puppet or was he just that easy to manipulate?
“I’d love to!” There was never any doubt Kyoko would agree.
“But…”
“Don’t worry about it Mei, you and Kyoko go and enjoy yourselves.” Was Mei really encouraging this now? Fine, I’ll play her game. We’ll just see who caves in first.
“Well it can’t be helped. What time are you free Kyoko?”
“For you, anytime! I’d skip school to be with you.” Above all else she was dedicated.
“What are you going to see?” Yumi finally spoke up. She had been looking at her smartphone the entire time so I wasn’t even sure she was listening.
“Faraway Princess.” Mei didn’t give me a chance to pick.
“Oh I wanted to see that with you!” Kyoko exclaimed. I’d never heard of it before just now.
“There are showings at half-five, seven and half eight tonight at City Cinema,” Yumi explained. I saw she was checking the screening times on her phone. Was she against me as well? I was truly outnumbered.
“It’s a date then.” Kyoko was overjoyed. I wouldn’t go as far as to call it a date, but then I saw Mei giggling and changed my mind.
“Yeah, it’s a date. Does the seven showing suit you?” The other two were either too early or too late because of school.
“I’ll be there!” It was a game of chicken now and I had no intention of losing.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You confession of love makes Kyoko glee. This provokes the real Mei into challenging you to stay as Mei for the rest of the day, and also sets you up to see a movie with Kyoko later.<<endif>>
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[[Afternoon as Mei]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I’m home!” Mei announced as she stepped into my house. She didn’t know much about me, I kept a lot of my personal life hidden in fear people would bring up personal questions. I entered behind her and looked around.
“Looks like nobody is home.” Chloe mustn’t have returned from picking Hana up from school yet. It was always a coin toss as to who got home first, well, when I wasn’t in detention anyway.
“Let’s do this quickly.” I led the way up to my room and without a moments delay hooked my phone up to the charger. The charge light came on bringing some hope this awkward day would be drawing to a close soon. With the battery now charging I turned back on my phone, opened the Reborn app and took aim at Mei. Then my phone died again.
“What?” The battery had run out of juice again. The only explanation was that the Reborn app drained battery life faster than what it could be replenished.
“What’s wrong?” Mei quite rightly asked.
“We’ll need to give it ten minutes to charge. That app is serious battery killer.” Ten minutes should be enough to switch us back.
“I hope so, not that I’m saying being stuck as you is a bad thing but…” She didn’t finish that.
“But…” I pressed, curious as to how she would finish that sentence.
“But… I want to get back to being myself?” Why did she phrase that as a question? I starred at my clock counting down the minutes. Trying to use the app too soon would just waste time.
“What do you plan to do with that app next?” It was a good question. We only tested out a handful of the features. I wasn’t really sure on how to answer her. There was a lot I could say I wanted to try and a lot more I’d never confess to even thinking about. I hadn’t tested the image alter feature to its fullest extent and the poser feature was also a complete mystery to me. My trail of thought was interrupted by the front door being opened.
“We’re home,” Chloe announced. I had left the door unlocked so she knew I was back. “Joe?” She called up the stairs.
“Answer her,” I whispered to Mei.
“Hi Mom, I’m just up here studying.” The urge to strangle Mei suddenly rose up inside me. She just said the word I hadn’t muttered in I don’t know how many years.
“No!” I hissed. “I’ve never called Chloe mom!” Chloe had gone silent from the shock of hearing me say that word. She was probably wondering if she had misheard me.
“You alright mom?” I heard Hana ask as she entered behind Chloe. At least she hadn’t heard what Mei had said.
“Oh yes, I’m fine.” Chloe closed the front door as Hana had her hands full with bags. A moment after hearing the door close I heard the stairs creak as Chloe ascended them.
“Shit shit shit…” What should I do?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You and Mei leave school and head to your home to recharge your phone. You sneak Mei into your house but your step-mother comes to check on you before you can swap back.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Let Mei Handle it]]</div><<set $meifavor = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>There was no reason to cash in on the bet immediately.
“I’ll think of something good,” I told her. She quite rightly didn’t see that as a good thing.
“Alright well let’s return to normal then. Dave and Yumi must be suspicious after the number of blunders we made today. That was true. I swapped us back to our original bodies.
“It feels good to be me,” Mei cried once she and I were back to normal. “Although I can’t deny that simply knowing such a weird thing exists makes me feel uneasy. What would happen if Kyoko discovered it? Makes me shudder.” I could only take that as a compliment as it implied I was more trustworthy than Kyoko. The alter image function seemed innocent enough but the copy and swap features could easily be used maliciously. I probably could get any teacher I wanted fired by copying their image and using it to do something scandalous.
“With great power comes great responsibility,” I quoted. Well I probably wasn’t the most responsible person on the planet. The sound of the bell interrupted my trail of thought. The next class I had was gym so… oh no. I bolted out of the changing room as fast as I could. Not a moment after I was back in the corridor a trio of girls from my class appeared. They hadn’t seen me thankfully. I carried on like normal, fetching my gym bag from the lockers then returning the boys' changing rooms. It was only as I was standing in a room filled with half-naked guys that I realised that I should have persuaded Mei to let me stay as her a little longer. A missed opportunity unfortunately but with her in my debt I could probably think of something even better to ask her to do for me.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">> You tell Mei you'll think about it. Lunch soon ends and you both return to normal.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Day2MeiEnd]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Another day passed me by before I realised it. After school I returned home without having told my friends about the cool power I had mysteriously obtained.
<<if $day1tf is "no">> Maybe that was for the best though, I was still hestitant to use the app but I was sure a good chance to use it would arise.<<endif>><<if $day1tf is "yes">> I'm sure I'd have plenty more chances to test it out. Yesterday's experience still lingered with me leaving me craving for more.<<endif>><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You arrive home having told no-one about the app. What will you do now?<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>There wasn’t a moment to lose. I switched my phone back on, hissing at the screen as it slowly booted up.
“C’mon c’mon.” It wasn’t quick enough. Chloe had reached the door.
“Joe are alright?” She knocked gently as she said that. I began waving my hands around like a lunatic trying to give Mei instruction as to what she should say.
“Um… Hold on I’m just changing.” She understood my wild hand movements perfectly. My phone finished booting and I quickly opened the Reborn app and swapped us around. My battery died the moment we were done.
“Oh okay then.” I heard Chloe walk away and I let out a sigh of relief.
“Well now your mom is gonna think you were getting changed with a girl in your room,” Mei jeered.
“She’s not my mom.”
“Fine step-mom, either way you'll have some explaining to do.” Mei found this amusing. I was just glad to finally be back in my own body but she was completely indifferent about it.
“Ah feels good to be me again.” She finally acknowledged it. “Well you should probably change because your excuse if going to seem pretty flimsy if she sees you still in your uniform.” Mei was right about that. I grabbed a t-shirt and jeans and began stripping. It felt odd to change in front of Mei but she had already seen everything so there was no reason to hide it. She still looked away though.
“Well I do have to get home so that’s the plan to get me out of here?” I hadn’t thought that far ahead. It was too late to come clean about having Mei here. Like she said telling my mum I was changing was a poor choice of lie.
“I guess we do this the old fashioned way,” I explained pointing at the window.
“You serious?” My bedroom was above the porch so she only needed to climb out, slide down to the edge and gently lower herself onto the ground. I could hear Chloe and Hana in the kitchen so the time was perfect for her to escape.
“God this is humiliating, I hope nobody sees me.”
“They won’t if you’re fast enough.” Mei didn’t appreciate that comment. She grabbed her bags, opened my window and made her escape. I kept watch for any witnesses but it seemed she had gotten away unseen.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You quickly try to swap back and succeed. You quickly act to stop Mei being discovered. Afterwards Mei leaves and you finally can relax.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Day2MeiEnd]] <<if $TLDR is "no">>“You’ll need to pretend to be me,” I whispered.
“If you say so.” Mei shrugged. A moment later there was a knock at my door accompanied by Chloe’s voice.
“Joe are you alright?”
“Yeah, Mei and I are just discussing some school work!”
“Mei?” Chloe was unfamiliar with the name. I tried to make some hand signals but the door handle turned and Chloe poked her head into the room.
“H-hello,” I greeted awkwardly cursing Mei for telling the truth.
“Oh hello, I didn’t realise Joe had a friend over.” This is awkward. I’ve never had friends over.
“Sorry M...Chloe, my phone died at school so I couldn’t ask you. I hope it is okay.” Aside from nearly calling her mom again Mei was doing a good job.
“Oh it’s no worry at all. Would either of you like a drink from the fridge?”
“No thanks, what about you Mei?” Mei was having too much fun with this.
“I’m fine thank-you.” I still felt awkward as hell pretending to be Mei.
“Let me know if you need anything.” Chloe closed the door again.
“She’s nice,” Mei remarked.
“Yeah…” I couldn’t deny it. “Good work.”
“I make a pretty good you.” Mei winked. She was right, but on the flipside I made an absolutely appalling Mei.
“How do you do it? You get along well with everyone regardless of what body you’re in.”
“I smile. I’m reluctant to say this but you never smile. You should try using that device of yours to alter your personality a little."
“It doesn’t have that feature.”
“Well maybe they’ll add it in later. I’m joking; you should make an effort to smile on your own.”
“I’ll consider it.” I’d promised myself to try and improve myself before and I never did.
“Well I should be getting home. Can you switch us back?” My phone should have enough charge now. I switched it back on and waited for it to boot up. Once I pressed on the Reborn app I acted quickly. I switched our bodies back to normal. It felt good to be back. I closed the Reborn app before it could kill my battery again.
“I guess it would be too perfect if the app had no drawbacks.” Mei was referring to the battery life. I’d have to be careful about how much I used it in the future and ensure my phone was always fully charged in the morning just in case I needed to use the app.
“Can you give me a copy of it?”
“I have no idea how to do that. Yumi might.” I doubted it would work though. The app was broken when it first appeared on my phone plus there wasn’t a trace of it anywhere on the internet. Maybe trying to make a copy of something I didn’t understand wasn’t a smart idea.
“We could ask her at school tomorrow. Well I need to get home.” Maybe making a copy of the app would help solve the mystery of just how it worked.
“See you then.” Mei grabbed her bags and headed for the door. I heard her exchange a few words with Chloe before they both laughed about something then Mei left. She may have been gone but she had left me with a lot to think about.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You put your fate in Mei's hands. As a result your step-mother finds out Mei is in your bedroom but doesn't realise your bodies are switched. Afterwards she leaves again and you swap back to normal. Mei leaves shortly afterwards so you can relax.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Day2MeiEnd]] <<if $TLDR is "no">>I couldn’t ignore the sound of someone in distress. I quickly opened the door again to see if Yumi was alright.
“Yumi?” Lying on the floor under a now open suitcase with the contents spilled around her was Yumi. My vision was flooded with the colour pink as I looked at the princess-style dress that had landed on top of Yumi. It wasn’t a kid’s fancy dress outfit, it was almost adult size and it wasn’t the only unusual garment. I spotted what looked like a sailor fuku style school uniform like from some Japanese show. I knew the term for what Yumi had been hiding from me was cosplay.
“Don’t look!” She cried and I quickly backed out of the room. It was too late though, I had seen everything. Those clothes were too small for Yumi’s mother and Yumi had no siblings so that meant that undoubtedly those outfits belonged to her. Maybe I should just go home and pretend I saw nothing. I headed for the stairs but before I could reach them Yumi’s door opened and she dragged me back into her room by the cuff.
“You saw nothing!” She threatened.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You return to find Yumi buried under cosplay outfits. She tells you not to took then chases you down, warning you that you saw nothing.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[I think it's a cool hobby]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>She’d be fine plus I might see something that wasn’t for my eyes.
“Bye,” I called back before heading down the stairs and out the door. I was left asking myself about the true nature of the app and more importantly how it ended up on my phone in the first place.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You ignore it and leave.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I saw nothing,” I repeated after her.
“If you ever mention it I’ll beat you with a cast iron pan until the memory ceases to exist,” she warned. She pushed me back out of the room and slammed the door again. I decided to leave before Yumi showed me yet another side to her that I didn’t want to know existed.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You repeat her words saying you saw nothing. She warns about the consequences should you ever let slip what you saw.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I think it’s pretty cool you have a hobby like that.” It was hardly something to be ashamed off in this day and age.
“It’s not a hobby!” She denied. “I mean it not my hobby!” She was struggling to make any sense. As she began to tidy up the outfits I saw the dress get snapped on a staple.
“Don’t move!” I yelled bending down and freed the dress from the staple that threatened to tear it. “Close one.” I picked the dress up and took a better look at it. The stitching was impressive as was the smooth choice of fabric. It was nothing like the cheap polyester outfits supermarkets spewed out at Halloween.
“This is your fault,” Yumi accused as she stood up.
“Yes yes I’m sure.” No point arguing really. “So do you go to conventions and stuff like that film and comic thing?” If memory served there was one of those nearby this weekend. Now Yumi was avoiding looking directly at me. Well that wasn’t unusual for her but this time it wasn’t because her eyes were fixated to a screen.
“Sorry I guess I shouldn’t poke my nose into things.” I set the pink dress on the bed. It was the kind of thing every little princess wanted to wear. “Well I’m sure you look nice in it.” I didn't expect a response to that complement.
“How about you wear it?” Yumi threw out an offer I was not expecting.
“Me?” Could I even fit into it? Not in my current state but I realised what she was asking me. I had encouraged her hobby but she wanted proof I was sincere about it. She wanted me to transform into her and put on the dress.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell her what you think. After a brief converstation she suggests you turn into her and wear one of her outfts.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Do it|Chanto Yumi]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Don't do it|Don't change]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Alright but you’ll need to help me.” I’d never be able to put the dress on by myself. A quick use of the app later and I was once again a copy of Yumi. Before I put anything on I’d need to take what I was currently wearing off.
“Permission to strip captain.” I couldn’t stand the tense atmosphere so cracked a joke to lighten the mood.
“Granted.” Yumi played along easing the tension. I began unbuttoning the top of her uniform then simply pulled it up and over my head to escape it. I saw that I was wearing a nice polka dot bra underneath but tried not to stare. Having Yumi watch as I undressed was such an alien situation. I unclipped her skirt and let it fall to the ground and slid out of her shoes as well.
“Is this alright?” I was now wearing just a bra, panties and socks. I really had no reason to feel any shame; Yumi knew this body better than anyone else.
“Great okay turn around.” I did as instructed and Yumi picked up the pink dress. I heard the sound of a zipper being pulled down before Yumi’s arm came over my shoulder and met with her other arm that was now holding the dress in front of me.
“It’s a simple design you only need to step into it and I’ll pull it up.” That sounded simple. Yumi held it for me as I stepped through the large hole left by the zipper and once both my legs were in she slowly pulled it up, adjusting it to fit around my body as needed.
“Okay arms through here.” I did as instructed and she pulled it up my shoulders then began pulling up the zipper. I felt the back of the outfit hug my back and then it was done.
“And turn around.” I did just that and caught a glance of myself in the mirror as I did so. In my mind I was preparing to see myself wearing the outfit and looking absolutely stupid but that image shattered when I saw what the mirror was really reflecting. The outfit was stunning on Yumi’s body. I had to pinch my cheek and wave at myself just to confirm it was me in the reflection.
“You look nice,” she whispered. Were those words intended for me or her I wonder? I was beginning to understand what was going on. Yumi’s love for games and the characters featured in them must have drawn out a side of her that wanted to dress up in the same outfits they wore, yet her persona prevented her from ever mentioning it to anyone. Her smile right now told me a story of pure happiness. She had always wanted someone to share this passion with but was never bold enough to make the first move.
“Okay next,” Yumi declared opening one of her wardrobes. I peered inside and my jaw dropped at what I saw. Every colour under the rainbow was inside. She pulled out a uniform that looked like a military officer's uniform from a made up country. Inside the wardrobe was an array of outfits that I’d never dare wear in public.
“Yumi... I...” This wasn’t just a hobby, it was an obsession. Five minutes was all it took her to get me out of one outfit and into another. This time she went all out with my makeover. I was soon looking at myself in the mirror. With my hair tied back and makeup to make my features look sharper, I could barely recognise myself. I was wearing a dark grey jacket that was incredibly tight and a short skirt that was even tighter. My legs were clad in black tights with a pair of boots to round things off. To top it off it even came with a riding crop. It was the kind of outfit that a masochist would love his mistress to wear while domineering him.
“Okay make this pose.” Yumi struck a pose that yelled out dominatrix. I tried to copy her best I could and she nearly squealed at the result. The definition for this I believe was fangirling and I had somehow become a doll for her to dress up.
“Yumi…”
“Okay how about this next.”
“Yumi!” I yelled. I had to try and put a stop to this or else we’d be here all day. Yumi finally regained some sense hearing me raise my voice and put the outfit she had been holding back into the wardrobe.
“I guess I got a little carried away.”
“A little?” I looked at all the outfits that were now decorating her room. “Well I guess I’m also to blame.” I looked at myself in the mirror again. I had to admit that I looked pretty sexy right now. I understood why Yumi loved doing this.
“One more?” She asked. That seemed reasonable.
“Alright one more.” I had no idea what was instore for me.
“Oh but I get to blind fold you first so you don’t know what I’m picking, it’ll be a big surprise.” That sounded kind of exciting. First I freed my body from the grip of the officer’s uniform and Yumi removed the makeup she had applied.
“You’ll want to sit down for this.” I sat on the bed and she pulled a blind fold out from one of her drawers. I didn’t question why she had that, I just blindly played along. I listened as she put some of her outfits away and fished a new one out. I wondered what kind of outfit it would be.
“Oh I’ll need to take your bra off for this.”
“Alright.” It was Yumi’s body anyway so there was no harm in it. I felt her hands around my breasts as she freed them from their supports.
“And panties.” Now I was beginning to have second thoughts but I trusted Yumi had something exciting planned so slid out of my panties and passed them to her. Maybe this was why she wanted me blindfolded so that I couldn’t see her naked body.
“Okay put your arms forward.” I followed her instruction as she slid something over them. Soon she stopped giving me instruction and just tapped on what limb she wanted me to move. She was putting something on me but I wasn’t quite sure what.
“Alright lean back a bit.” I leant back on her bed and moved my hands as she guided them. Something soft wrapped around them and it wasn’t until she began tightening did I realise the trap. She had just tied my hands to the frame of her bed.
“And I’m done!” She declared pulling the blindfold off as I tried to move my hands but they were tied firmly to her bedframe.
Oh dear lord. I saw what I was wearing.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You agree and Yumi is delighted. You turn into her and she begins to dress you up like a doll. Outfit after outfit until you grow weary. She wants to try one last outfit but insists you wear a blindfold. You agree unaware of the trap you are stepping into.<<endif>>
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[[Next|YumiSx]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I can’t… it just wouldn’t suit me even if I was in your image.”
“Oh…” She sound dejected. “I guess you’re right.” It hurt seeing her make that kind of expression.
“Yeah… well I’m gonna go. Bye.” There was nothing more to be said so I stepped back out of her room and headed home.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You recline her suggestion. She seems disappointed and you leave soon after.<<endif>>
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<<set $immune = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>For this demonstration I decided to use the only feature I'd already used in action. I took aim and copied Dave’s image to the app then applied the changes to myself. The changes I felt were a lot less extreme than when copying Mrs Clark. Turning from one teenage boy to another was easier on the brain than turning into an overweight middle-aged woman. The transformation was over very quickly and Dave blinked in disbelief at what he had just witnessed.
“You weren’t kidding…” It took him a moment to come to terms with the fact there was now two of him. “Do you realise what we can do with this?” His thoughts weren’t on wealth or thievery but something much simpler.
“Let’s go find Cassidy,” Dave suddenly suggested. There was only one <<click "Cassidy">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewCassidy.png]]<</replace>><</click>> he could be talking about. He had to be talking about Cassidy McMaclin, the hottest girl in school. She considered herself to be queen so would never talk with the likes of Dave or myself.
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“Why Cassidy?” I feared to ask.
“Because you could turn into her and then we’d be able to see her naked. Remember we had that agreement right, if one of us turns into a girl then we are bound by our oath of brotherhood to have sex with each other.”
“I remember no such agreement!” Still his idea, while questionable in morals, would be a good way to test out the apps ability. The canteen was close and Cassidy is as good a target as anyone. I returned to normal and then left the gym storage with Dave. I already knew where Cassidy was as her daily lunch routine didn’t vary much day to day. She and her group grabbed seats in the back right corner of the lunch room and bunched multiple tables together so they could form as big cluster as possible. I’d wager that she was there right now and I wouldn’t have been wrong. I spotted her straight blonde hair immediately as I entered the canteen.
It was a simple case of walking in, snapping a picture of Cassidy and walking out again. With Cassidy copied it was only a matter of choosing who to transform into her.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You copy Dave turning into a copy of him. He suggests that you copy <<click "Cassidy">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewCassidy.png]]<</replace>><</click>> next. You copy Cassidy. Do you turn yourself or Dave into her?<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Turn Dave into Cassidy]]</div>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Now was as good a time as any to test out some of the other features of this thing. I tapped on the swap feature and selected myself and Dave as the targets. It asked for confirmation and I pressed accept. Immediately my viewpoint changed as my soul was pulled from my body and exchanged with Dave's. My vision blurred momentarily but when it refocused I found myself looking at well, myself.
“You weren’t kidding…” Dave had just experienced the same thing as me and was now also looking at his own body from a new perspective.
“You’re me.” I pointed and Dave pointed back.
“And you’re me.” I looked at the back of my hands noticing they were hairier than before. Since we had similar heights my viewpoint hadn't changed that much.
“So this is the app." Since me and Dave had swapped he was now the one holding my phone. "Man you could do all sorts of shit with this thing. Like imagine if you jumped infront of a train but swapped with someone at the last second?" Maybe letting him hold my phone was a bad idea. "So can it copy memories as well?"
"I don't think so, let me double check." Dave willingly handed my phone back over and I checked for any further features. "Nope. Not at the moment anyway." It was possible a future update might include a function like that. Really only time would tell. This morning's update had come without warning.
"That's a shame. So the app can target any two people right?"
"Yeah." I felt a stupid suggestion coming up.
"So could we swap like say, Mei and Yumi without telling them and then see how they react?" And there it was.
"Let's not make people think our friends have gone crazy eh?" Well there wasn't really much else to do with this feature at this time. I selected us both as targets and changed us back to normal.
"We still have time, want to try something else?"<<endif>>
<<if $TLDR is "yes">>You swap bodies with Dave. It's a weird experience. You quickly return to normal and think about what else to test.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Test the poser on Dave]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Turn into Dave]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Turn Dave into a girl]]</div>
<<set $immune = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I never really gave the feature from the tutorial a proper test. Since Dave loved trying to get close to women so much I’d help him out by letting him get closer than he’d ever imagined. Yesterday I had used the alter feature on just my groin but today I selected Dave’s entire body for the progress. The change gender feature would prove interesting so I selected that but what I didn’t expect was to be given a further range of options. It gave me 3 options, Minimal, Regular and Bimbo.
Since it was the first option I selected ‘Minimal’. I didn’t know the difference between them so it was the safer bet. I applied the change to Dave but disappointingly nothing happened.
“That felt weird,” he commented.
“What felt weird?” Maybe there was a change after all.
“I felt a little buzz down there and on my chest.” Dave put his hand to his chest and rubbed it a little, then rubbed it a little more. He seemed to realise something and his other hand went for his crotch in search of what was now missing.
“It’s gone…” He shoved his hand down the front of his trousers where it now had plenty of extra space. “Joe come here and feel my chest, it’s like softer and more tender than before.” I understood now what had happened. The minimal option must turn the target into the opposite sex but with as little physical changes as possible. Dave still looked just like Dave on the outside but beneath his clothes his genetics had been altered and his sex organs reversed. There was only one thing for it, try the next setting. I selected him again, returned him to normal, then transformed him using the regular option. This time his entire body changed, transforming Dave from head to toe into a <<click "female version">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewGirlDave.png]]<</replace>><</click>> of himself. The changes were a lot more evident. His hair grew slightly longer, his chest expanded, his face became more rounded and he lost a few inches of height.
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“Wow.” His voice was higher pitched now as well but sounded like his former self. “I’m a girl!” Both hands went straight for his chest and groped his new breasts. “Bah, just a B cup.” How did he know that just from a quick feel? I’d rather not know.
“Ready to try the 3rd setting?” I wanted to know far how far the transformation went. If turning him into who he would have been if he had been born a girl was only the middle setting then I was curious about the final one.
“Well, fire away Mr Joe.” With his permission I used the third option. This time it wasn’t just his body that transformed but his clothes did so as well. His chest expanded beyond what it had last time as did his hips and just about everything else. When the transformation finished I wasn’t starring at a female version of Dave, but the most sexualized girl I’d ever seen.
Her face was plumb red lips and long eye lashes. Her cheeks a rosy red and her skin absolutely flawless like the world’s best makeup artist had just finished setting her up for her wedding. Her <<click "bust">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/GirlDaveBoob.png]]<</replace>><</click>> was unbelievable huge and was being supported by a black bra that was on show since her shirt had opened up to unveil her ample cleavage. With a new <<click "skirt">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/GirlDaveButt.png]]<</replace>><</click>> that matched that which the girls in the school usually wore, but a third of the length there wasn’t much left hidden from my eyes.
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“Help!” Dave cried as he collapsed forward unable to cope with the instant burden now on his chest. I quickly stepped forward to catch him and felt his enormous breasts press against me as I did so.
“Thanks. These things are heavy.” His voice was pleasing to the ears and this close I could also smell a very pleasant perfume. I was intelligent enough to know that there wasn’t a woman alive with a natural body like the one Dave now had. He managed to steady himself but the weight of his chest was clearly uncomfortable.
“I need a mirror, we should have done this in the bathrooms.” That would have been smart but did have a few problems with it. “Oh I know, you can swap us around right? Do that.” It was the closest thing to a mirror I had. I opened up the swap function and braced myself. Selecting Dave and myself as the targets I hit swap and felt my senses flooded by the power of the app.
I became him and he became me. Without anything to support myself I struggled to remain straight with the weight on my chest. Fortunately a supportive arm quickly wrapped around me to hold me up.
“Thanks,” I said looking at my own face. It was weird seeing my own face so I quickly moved away and supported myself on the wall instead.
“Holy shit you are hot, like my dick is begging to bang you hot.” As always Dave had a way with words. I remembered that it was my dick he was talking about. I looked down and could see the erection in his pants. Something inside me stirred as my body reacted to my thoughts.
“Jeez, you never said you were a porn star!" Dave had dropped my pants to let my erect shaft have some air. I couldn't help but look at it and feel an attraction towards dick that I had nevre felt before.
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<div id="choice">[[I have to resist these urges|Resist Temp]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[My own dick, I wonder what it tastes like...|Boobsex]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I was curious about the newest feature of the app. I wasn’t expecting the app to suddenly gain new abilities so it would be worth testing it out. Since it was a new feature I checked the short description of how it worked.
‘Need someone to strike a good pose? With the poser you can now give commands to your target and they’ll carry them out allowing you to capture that perfect picture. Just select your target and use your voice to command them.’ That sounded simple enough. I targeted Dave and thought of something basic.
“Hop while holding your leg.” Dave immediately lifted his left foot up and held it with his hand as he hopped on the spot.
“Woah, I just suddenly had an overwhelming desire to do this.”
“Stop,” I commanded and Dave stopped. “Tell me… your school computer password.”
“Jellybeans107.” Dave’s answer came immediately. “Wow that’s weird… It’s kind of like I just went ‘fuck it’ and did exactly what you told me to. I feel like I’m making the choices myself. I regret them afterwards but I still feel like it was my decision. Scary.” I agreed with that. It would be one thing if your body just moved on its own but to feel as if you were the one behind the actions, you could really screw with someone’s head doing that.
“Plug your ears.” Dave immediately put both fingers to his ears making it hard for him to hear. I wanted to test if he had to hear my command for it to work. “Drop and give me ten push ups,” I whispered almost silently into my phone. Immediately Dave dropped and began doing push ups.
“I know your making me do this, but I can’t overcome my own desire to continue,” he explained as he did his push ups.
“Freeze!” I ordered and he obeyed. He froze mid push up in a position that would be impossible for anyone to maintain for any length of time. I could see the pressure on his face as he did his best to obey the command until finally he gave up and collapsed onto the ground. There were only two commands left that I wanted to give him.
“Say my computer password,” I ordered. He didn’t say anything however as no matter how much he desired it he couldn’t tell me something he didn’t know.
“And finally, levitate in the air for ten seconds.” That command did nothing for it was physically impossible for Dave to follow through with it so he didn’t even try.
“Odd, I felt the desire to do what you told me but it vanished when my brain kicked in to tell me it was impossible.” So I could command someone to do almost anything but not the impossible. They also didn’t need to hear me say the order for it to work which was useful.
“Hey let me try something.” Considering how much power the app had I was hesitant to give it to him. I really wasn't sure I wanted to be on the receiving end of that feature.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You test the poser on Dave, testing its limitations and flexibility. After you test the app on Dave, he requests you let him test it on you.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Since it was Dave’s idea I decided to test it on him. Without warning him I targeted him and applied the changes. His body changed and it took him a few seconds to realise just what I had done.
“No way.” He said with Cassidy’s voice. Dave being Dave the first place his hands went were his new breasts. “You turned me into Cassidy?” As if that wasn’t obvious by now.
“How do you feel?” I was weird seeing Dave in <<click "Cassidy's body">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewCassDave.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. Everything about him gave away the fact it wasn’t Cassidy in there just by how unrefined he was. Cassidy’s eyes always had a sense that she was looking down on you but with Dave in her body that was no longer present.
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“I feel weird. Everything is so… soft.” He pinched his cheek and ran his hand through his silky blonde hair. Suddenly he pulled up his skirt and flashed his black silk underwear. I couldn’t help but notice that Cassidy’s underwear was a bit flashy for what a girl at school should be wearing. Was she expecting people to see up her skirt or something?
“Oh I just remembered something,” I declared. “You said that we have an oath of brotherhood that requires us to have sex with each other should one of us turn into a girl."
“I did say that...” I was joking of course but Dave once again failed to pick up on that.
“Well I guess I might never get this chance again… plus as sworn brothers it is our duty to assist each other in our quest to get laid.” Was he seriously proposing we lose our virginity in the back of the gym storage with eachother?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You turn Dave into Cassidy. He likes his new body a bit to much. You suggest having a sex as a joke but he actually agrees. Should you go through with it?<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[That would be too weird, espically with Dave|DexeDave]]</div>
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I applied the changes to myself. I felt my entire body go fuzzy as everything changed. When I was done I saw Dave gawking at me suggesting the changes had been successful.
“Ew, get away from me vermin.” I did my best Cassidy impression copying the usual way she spoke to Dave.
“Holy shit that’s cool.” Dave moved close and grabbed by breasts like it was the most natural thing ever. I instantly slapped Dave across the face without thinking about it. It was a perfectly normal reaction for a girl to make but why did I just do it? Maybe this body's muscle memory had some influence on me.
“Sorry, impulsive reaction.” Did being in her body have some kind of effect on my behaviour? It was possible although I’d need to know more before making any solid assumptions.
“So how does it feel to be Cassidy? Any sudden urges to treat me like dirt?” I laughed at Dave’s joke.
“No not quite but if you keep on looking at me like that I might.” There was something strange about being in this body, something I hadn’t felt before when I had transformed previously. I shook my head. It was probably nothing.
“Man you’re so lucky. Why couldn’t I get the super cool smart phone app?” Dave’s comment did raise an interesting question, why me? I tried to think of something I had done that may have caused the app to appear on my phone but I couldn’t think of anything. In fiction these things usually happen to either someone who was special, which definitely wasn't me, or the most pitiful person in the school which also wasn't me, well not since my life had got back on track anyway.
“Would it be an issue if I held onto it for a bit?” Dave asked with hopeful eyes.
“No. It’s not that I don’t trust you with the app, it’s that I don’t trust you with my phone after what happened last time.” That was a lie; I didn’t trust letting him use the app when I wasn't around. I'd probably never see it again.
“C’mon all I did was message your mom…”
“A few days after she had abandoned me!” I hissed. I could only hope my mom never saw that stupid message Dave sent her. His timing for it couldn’t have been worse. “Anyway the answer is no. C’mon we don’t have very long until lunch ends and I’d like to eat.” His previous comment had annoyed me. I headed out the door but Dave didn’t follow. I turned to see what he was doing and could tell from his stupid smirk I’d done something wrong. As I tried to figure out what he was smirking at a strong wind blew past sending a draft of cold air up my skirt. I had been about to return to the school building still in Cassidy’s body. I quickly jumped back into the storeroom and returned to normal.
“How could you forget you were in another body?” Dave mocked on the way back to the lunch hall.
“Shut up.” I was asking that same question myself. I guess Cassidy’s body was so comfortable that I forgot I was her.
“Let’s brain storm some more ideas for tomorrow. No point having a cool power and not using it.” Maybe involving Dave wasn’t the best of ideas, but it was fun having another guy to share this experience with and he was the best male friend I had.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You transform yourself into Cassidy. Dave gives you some dirty looks but you brush him off. You find Cassidy's body strangely comfortable. So comfortable you almost forget that you were in her body.Luckily Dave reminds you.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Day2CassRoute]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I shook my head to fight away those thoughts before I found my own dick in my mouth. I didn’t exactly find the image of him pegging me up against the wall that pleasant especially since it was him.
I wasn't the only one feeling urges. He was looking at this body hungrily despite the fact I was bimbofied version of him. I took the app from him and swapped us back before this got any weirder.
"This might sound weird... but I have this weird urge for your cock right now." Dave didn't hestitate to say what I had also been feeling when I was in that body.
"I had the same thought, Bimbo mode must affect our minds a little as well. Maybe it puts us in heat." Do women go into heat? I had no idea. To save Dave from the temptations of his bimbo body I returned him to normal.
"So what else can that do other than change our genders?"
"Change everything." That basically summed it up. "I could make us taller, shorter, thinner, fatter."
"Really? I propose we do some brainstorming tonight and report back tomorrow with our ideas. There is a lot of cool stuff we could do with that app."
“I can agree with that, but right now I think food is what my body most desires.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You resist the urge, shaking the thoughts from your head. You switch back with Dave who states he has the same desires suddenly. You decude the bimbo feature must make the mind crave cock. All you want right now though is lunch.<<endif>>
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[[Later|Day2DaveRoute]] <<if $TLDR is "no">>My hand reached out and touched my erect shaft.
“Great minds think a like eh?" Dave had apprently been thinking the same as me. "Well let’s get this bang bus rolling.”
We climbed onto a stack of gym mats and stripped. It was weird seeing my own dick not attached to me but I think it was the fact it was my own that was causing me to desire it.
“So...” Dave was ruining the mood so I ignored him. I stroked my dick a little feeling my lust grow. My curiosity towards my own body drove me to lean forward and take my own shaft within my mouth. I don’t know what I was expecting but it didn’t taste at all pleasant yet something drove me to continue. I took it deeper and covered it in my spit.
"If you're taking requests, I've always fantised about a boob job." It would be waste to not put the melons on my chest to good use. I <<click "pressed them together">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/HyperDaveSm.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and pushed them down onto Dave's shaft.
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“Oh that's good," Dave complimented as it rubbed his shaft between my breasts. A clear dripple of pre-cum began leaking from the tip so I lowered my mouth to clean it up while still massaging the shaft with my breasts.
"Holy shit tits!" Dave's words made it clear how much he was enjoying this. I kept up my assault until finally Dave couldn't hold out any longer.
"Here I come!" He declared. My own sperm blasted the back of my throat as Dave unleashed a massive load. In any other situation I'd have been disgusted with letting me best mate cum inside my mouth but there was something about this body that made me want even more. Unfortunately the lunch bell rang out to bring an end to our fun.
“That was amazing," Dave panted as I released my dick.
“Yeah...” I never imagined I'd find this enjoyable. I swallowed the last of the cum in my mouth. "I might get addicted to this," I joked. We turned back to normal so we wouldn't be late for class.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Tempted by your own dick you suck Dave off while giving him a <<click "boob job">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/HyperDaveSM.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. Naturally he is very pleased and cums inside your mouth.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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[[Later|Day2DaveRoute]] <<if $TLDR is "no">>If I saw him as Cassidy and not as Dave then it became a lot less weird. She was the hottest girl in school and I couldn’t deny that I had fantasied about her.
“Let’s close the door first,” I joked. I didn’t want to throw myself on top of him only for him to declare he was joking and leave me looking like a total tool. I slid the gym door shut and turned back to Dave who already had the buttons of his shirt undone.
“Oh her bra matches her panties. I envy those who sit behind her during summer.” Dave lifted his skirt giving me a full view of Cassidy’s stunning legs. My first time would be with Cassidy, I wouldn’t have ever believed that would be true.
“Think she’s a virgin?” I questioned. She had incredibly high standards for men but she might have had a life outside school we didn’t know about.
“I hope not... shit this is going to hurt isn’t it?” Dave was suddenly a lot less confident. “But a true man is willing to spill a little blood for his comrade in arms!”
“A true man huh? Funny to hear those words coming from you in that body.” Dave didn’t laugh with me. I think we were both trying to delay this but lunch wouldn’t last forever so I quickly dropped my trousers and freed my erection.
“Oh god,” Dave’s expression turned sourer still when he saw it. “You didn’t warn me you were a porn star.” I looked down at my erect penis wondering what he meant by that.
“Isn’t this average?”
“No! Haven’t you ever measured it?” I shook my head. I’d need to do that sometime.
“Just kill me. Hurry up and stab with your sword of brotherhood and end me.” Dave climbed onto a pile of gym mats with his ass in the air. I pulled down Cassidy’s panties then with dick in hand I pressed the tip of my cock against Dave's pussy and <<click "pushed it inside">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/day2davesm.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. I’m not going to lie; my first attempt was a mess and didn't feel right for either of us.
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“Fucking stop!” Dave cried. We both knew that we had no idea what we were doing. “Let me guide you.” He reached behind and grabbed my dick. I just pushed gently and he did the work directly my shaft inside. It was an all new experience as I felt Cassidy’s tight walls wrap around me before encountering a thin wall of resistance.
“Keep going,” Dave instructed me and I pushed hard, breaking through the proof of Cassidy’s virginity. “Shit fucking shit!” Dave cried as I penetrated him. I didn’t stop, I pushed my penis as far as it would go then began to rock my hips.
The pain Dave was feeling began to fade as our pleasure grew. With the awkward part gone we began to enjoy ourselves. I was experiencing what my body had been craving since puberty hit and it was everything I had imagined and more. Sure the circumstances were weird as hell but my cock felt amazing right now. Unfortunately the pleasure was a little too amazing and I couldn't hold back the pressure building up inside.
“I'm cumming!” I pulled out and squirted my seed all over the gym floor.
“Finished already?” Dave's lustful expression looked very dissatisfied. “I was just starting to enjoy it.” Before I could even suggest continuing the bell rang. “What’s our next class?” Dave enquired.
“It’s gym… oh shit.” I grabbed Dave’s discarded panties and began mopping up my spunk from the floor before the track coach showed up and got a whiff of what had just happened.
“That better not transfer to my trousers.” Once I was done mopping up I turned Dave back to normal. The panties in my hand vanished as Dave’s body and original clothing were returned in the same state they had been before I turned him into Cassidy. Since Cassidy’s panties vanished everything they had absorbed just fell out of the air onto the floor again. Fortunately Dave had a tissue that he could give me and I used that to clean up.
“Let's never mention this to anyone," I suggested. That was wishful thinking; Dave would never let me live this down. Well at least I had gotten my embarrassing first time out of the way for the future.
“Agreed.” Dave being on the receiving end of my poor performance would rather bury it as well. Before I could leave however Dave tapped me on the shoulder.
"However, it's unfair only one of us was able to get off. Let's try this again tomorrow but with you on all fours. I've already decided whose skin you'll be wearing."<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to pretend he is Cassidy and go through with it. You proceed to have <<click "sex with him">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/day2davesm.png]]<</replace>><</click>>, pounding his female pussy hard from behind. You cum all over him. Afterwards however he says that next time you'll be the girl whose on all fours getting pounded from behind.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I wasn’t that desperate to lose my virginity that I'd actually do this.
“Keep your pants on I was joking.” Maybe if it was the real Cassidy I’d have answered differently but she’d never think of touching me so that wasn’t going to happen.
“Yeah well so was I." I doubted that somehow. "Hey what’s the range on that app? Can you change me into Cassidy say when I’m at home?”
“Sorta. I can copy Cassidy and keep her copied but to apply the changes I have to be able to select you as the target and apply them to you. Quitting the app resets the target but doesn’t seem to reset the copied person,” I explained. I turned Dave back to normal before he got too carried away but he clearly wanted to take it further.
“Man that sucks. I’d love to have a little private time with Cassidy if you know what I mean.” I did my best to not think about it. “You’ve probably done it right? I mean it would be the first thing I’d do if I could turn into a girl.”
<<if $day1sx is "no">> "For your information I haven't!" He looked disappointed. <<endif>> <<if $day1sx is "yes">>"Well... maybe." His face made the most perverted expression hearing that.<<endif>>
“I’m getting hungry. C’mon there isn’t much of lunch left.” I left the gym leaving Dave disappointed with how brief I had allowed him to stay as Cassidy.
“Bah you’re no fun. If I had that app I’d give everyone’s bodies a spin.”
“You’re not creating a good case for convincing me to let you borrow it.” Not that I was expecting to be convinced. I liked the fact I had the app, but the idea of someone else having it was a concerning one.
“Anyway I’ve a suggestion, let’s brain storm some ideas on what we can do with it tonight and report back tomorrow.”
"Alright, I'll try to hold off using the app until then."<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You explain to him it was just a joke. He jokes along with you then suggests you both do some brain storming. You agree to meeet up tomorrow to discuss ideas.<<endif>>
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<<set $meifavor = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Mei regretted making the offer when she saw my grin.
“Whatever I want eh? It just so happens I need someone to help me test something.” Mei sighed realising what was in store for her.
“I really shouldn’t make dumb bets. Well at least I get to see what your weird app can do.” My intentions were written across my face in bold print. There were a number of features I hadn’t tried yet but I decided it was time to put the alter function to the test. I took a full body picture of Mei. A range of options appeared around her and the one that took my interest was the ability to alter skin tone as its effects would be very visible.
“Wow.” I was expecting something like the ability to make her tanned or pale but what I was presented with was a full colour pallet.
“Before you do anything could you warn me? I don’t want to suddenly… find myself with bright pink hands.” Mei noticed the change immediately. Her skin was now completely a bright pink colour.
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The fact she was still in my body made me cringe a little. It was just her skin that was changed, clothing and hair had been unaffected by the change. I took things further by altering her hair colour to a hideous green. I couldn’t hold in my laughter. Since my hair was short Mei was unware of the changes I had just made. She tried to figure out what had happened before leaving the changing room and heading into the toilets to take a look in the mirror.
“Oh lord,” I heard her despair. I followed her in and returned her colours to normal.
“Okay next up.” Recolouring was fun but it was just the tip of the iceberg.
“Tell me what you are doing to do before you…” Mei’s sentence was interrupted as I applied the change. She began shrinking.
“Hey!” She yelled with a voice that was noticeably higher pitched than before. The reason for this was that she was no longer a teenage boy but a pubescent child. I had just taken thirteen years of her body turning Mei into a five year old version of myself. My now very loose uniform looked absolutely ridiculous on her.
“Turn me back!” she growled. I got the feeling I was abusing my powers a little so I reverted the change.
“Would have been really unfortunate if I accidently dropped and broke my phone just there,” I joked.
“Hahaha. I think I’ve fulfilled my end of the bargain. Can you swap us back now?” She was probably right. I checked the time and saw the bell would ring any second now. Suddenly a warning appeared on my phone.
“Oh crap.” My battery icon was showing an empty cell with a pixel of red at the bottom of it. I had to turn us back immediately. Quickly I opened up the swap feature and selected us both as the targets but before I could press apply Reborn shut down along with my phone as the battery called it quits.
“Aha..haha…” I weakly laughed. I tried turning it back on but all I got was a message telling me to charge before use.
“Um… you wouldn’t happen to have a phone charger with you today?” Mei’s eyes widened and she snatched the phone from me.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell Mei your plans. She accepts and you head to the changing rooms to test out the apps full potential. After a few trials however you discover your phone's battery has been drained by the app. You are now stuck as each other until you can recharge your phone.<<endif>>
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[[Start Adventure]]Welcome to Reborn App, an interactive story about an ordinary Joe who acquires a mysterious Smart Phone app capable of changing him and those around him. Your choices will impact the story and influence what happens. Will you change yourself or change the world? Will it be for better or for worse? With over a hundred endings and counting, anything is possible.
Current Version – Version 1.0
[[Start the game|Prologue]]
Disclaimer: All characters and places are fictional. Any similarities between them and any real persons or places are entirely coincidental. All characters are of legal age. This game includes themes such as F/F, MtF, FtM, BDSM, Mind Control, Monster Sex, A Harem End and other stuff some people may find disagreeable. Things will might get smutty, you’ve been warned.
Have fun and enjoy.
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<<set $TLDR = "no">><<set $tell = "none">><<set $immune = "no">>
<div id="ui-bar2"></div><img id="banner" src="images/Introcard.png"><<set $clarkflag to "no">><<set $update2 = "yes">><div id="ui-bar2"></div><img id="banner" src="images/Day2homecard.png">[[Beep Beep Beep]] <<set $tell to "none">>“W-who are you?” He demanded. He was a well-built man, muscular, toned and could break a man’s jaw with a single punch but it was a physique he had done nothing to earn. His hand was already in his pocket grabbing his phone but it wasn’t to call for help.
“I’m Hunter. A hunter of those in possession of something they shouldn’t have. You know what I’m talking about; it’s in your hand right now.” The man only had one thing in his hand, his smartphone. The phone wasn’t stolen and to the human eye it looked like just a normal phone. However Hunter could see it for what it really was. With the power of her right eye she could see red electrical energy pulsing from the phone. Inside the phone was a power than humans were never meant to have. It was a power the man had no intention of giving up.
“This one should do it.” The man was smiling now as he moved his finger across the screen. He selected Hunter as the target for what he was about to do.
“Got you!” He shouted pressing on his screen. Hunter stopped and her face froze in a murderous smile like someone had pressed the pause button on a remote.
“Hah you bitch. All that high talk but you are just like everyone else. Maybe I'll turn you into a rat or even better, I'll make you my slave!" The phone held the power to do just that. Any order the man gave would implant itself in Hunter’s brain and force her to obey his every request.
“My first command is...” He began ordering.
“My first command is sit,” Hunter suddenly declared. Immediately the man sat down.
“What… no I commanded you!” Why was he under her control? That wasn’t how the phone app was meant to work.
“Let’s return you to your true form.” The app was working by itself ignoring his attempts to stop it. It locked onto him and reverted all the changes he had made to his body. His lost all his muscle and sharp looks as his clothes began to loosen as they were now being worn by a body a few sizes too small. The only exception was his belly with had enough flab to push out.
“Please let me go, I’ll never use the app again I promise!” He tried begging but Hunter wasn’t listening.
“Hmm that’s odd; I thought I said your true form.” The app began activating again, targeting the man a second time and this time when he transformed his clothes had nothing to grip. Now there was just a pile of clothes on the dirty ground but there was something moving around inside. The head of a rat poked out of the neck collar as Hunter approached. She stamped down and with a crunch the phones screen was shattered under her boot. Red energy began leaking from it as if trying to escape. Hunter picked up the damaged phone and crushed it with her super human grip. With the phone destroyed the red energy materialised in the form of a small <<click "red slug like creature.">><<replace "#map">>[img[images/SlugMain.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="ui-bar2"></div><div id="map"></div>
This creature was what Hunter was really after. She picked it up by the head as it tried in vain to free itself. Suddenly there was a sharp pain at her ankle as a rat bit into her as hard as it could. It took Hunter off guard and the red slug suddenly whipped out of her hand and shot along the ground at incredible speed.
“You pest!” Hunter kicked the rat away and ran in pursuit of the slug creature but it had already found its way into a small hole. She'd never catch it now, not until it had found a new vessel anyway. She was frustrated it had escaped but it wasn't all bad because now the hunt continued.
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[[End Prologue]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Throughout the day I was constantly on the lookout to get <<click "Yumi">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewYumi.png]]<</replace>><</click>>, <<click "Dave">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewDave.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and <<click "Mei">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewMei.png]]<</replace>><</click>> together to tell them about app. I was worried I had a repeat of yesterday on my hands but those worries were for naught as at lunch the perfect oppertunity came.
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The chance to tell my friends couldn’t have been more ideal. I arrived in the canteen early at lunch and was quickly joined by Dave, Mei and Yumi with no sign of Kyoko. I didn’t know how long I had before she showed up so if there was ever going to be a chance to tell all three of them it had to be now.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The day is pretty normal. You try to find a way to tell Yumi, Dave and Mei about the app all at the same time. At lunch that opportunity presents itself.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Keep it a secret]]</div>“Hey I wanted to show you guys something.” That had their attention. I held up my phone and showed them it. “So I have this new phone app that has some really cool features.”
“Like what?” Yumi asked. Since we were talking about her hobby subject she was giving me more attention than usual.
“Like… well it’ll be easier to show you.”
“So show us,” Mei added making me sound stupid.
“I don’t want other people to see.”
“Why? Is it like some kind of x-ray app that removes clothing?” She joked. “Sounds like the kind of dumb thing you guys would download.” I had half a mind to use the app on her right now to remove her clothing. If it was just us four and no-one else I would have.
“Yes actually it can do that.” Obviously she didn’t believe me. “But it can also do this…” Hopefully this would work. I opened up the poser function and targeted Mei. If the description was right then I should be able to control her.
“Slap Dave,” I ordered. Dave was unfortunately within an arm’s reach of Mei. The sound of Mei slapping Dave sounded as her hand struck him across the face. Yumi looked on curiously as Mei questioned why she had suddenly felt the impulse to do that.
“Hey!” Dave protested.
“Slap him again,” I ordered. Dave’s other cheek was struck as Mei once again hit him. “I could do this all day,” I laughed at them.
“I… why did I do that?” Mei questioned her odd behaviour.
“Because I told you to,” I explained. “I can control and change people with this new app.”
“That’s amazing!” Dave shouted. He was on-board instantly. Mei didn’t want to believe it but she couldn’t deny her own actions. Yumi was watching us closely trying to decide if she should believe us or not.
“So who is up for a full demonstration after school?”
“I’m in!” Dave instantly jumped on board.
“Yeah, I think I need to see this.” Mei was on board as well. That just left Yumi.
“I’ve got time I guess.” She was curious as well. With that sorted I put the app away and resumed my lunch.
After the final school bell we snuck into one of the old clubrooms. Technically students were free to stay behind to study provided we didn’t stay past half four. That gave us plenty of time to test out the app’s capabilities. We snuck into one of the old clubrooms that we weren’t actually allowed to use but that didn’t matter if nobody saw us. We arrived roughly all at the same time so I got started immediately.
“Okay gang I’ll explain what this little toy of mine can do. Function one, you can change your body either through modifying it or copying someone else and turning your body into a match of theirs. Function number two. I can control you by giving you orders that you must obey although further testing is needed. Function three, I can modify your personality. Those are the main functions but I suspect I there is still more to come.” They let me finish before speaking.
“That is utter horseshit… but you’ve already demonstrated you’re telling the truth.” Mei wasn’t sure what to believe. It all sounded impossible but she’d seen proof.
“Want to test it out?” I asked her. I offered her my phone and she hesitantly took it.
“Um…” She flicked through the options before deciding on something appropriate for a trail run. She targeted me and hit me with the poser.
“Um… kiss Dave!”
“Excuse me?” Dave immediately objected but I was already closing in on him. I couldn’t stop myself. An overwhelming impulse had taken hold that I had to obey.
“My hand, kiss me hand!” Dave cried. He was right; I only had to kiss him so I gently grabbed his hand and kissed the back of it.
“Wow. Okay how about this!” She didn’t tell me what she was doing. It became pretty obvious though when Dave turned as blue as a Smurf that she was using the modify function.
“My hands!” He exclaimed looking at his blue digits. That was plenty of proof. I took my phone back from Mei and turned Dave back to normal. With the demonstration complete it was time to move on.
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I let the opportunity pass without saying anything. I still wasn’t sure in what I should be doing with the app so bringing other people into this before I was certain was probably a bad idea. I’d find a better opportunity later so just headed to class like normal. After lunch I had the misfortune for being in another one of <<click "Mrs Clark's">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewClark.png]]<</replace>><</click>> classes.
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Mrs Clark droned on endlessly. I wasn’t tired but I could feel myself slowly slipping away as if my strength was being sucked up like plate of food someone had set in front of her. I looked at the clock which insulted me by pretending only five minutes had passed since I got here. Sometimes I suspected there was some kind of time altering device in this room that made time outside the room move far slower than what it did inside the room.
“Conner!” Mrs Clark suddenly slammed her desk. The noise brought me back to my senses. Thankfully I wasn’t her target.
“Yes Mrs?” Conner played innocent. Heck he probably was innocent, wouldn’t be the first time Mrs Clark thought she saw something when she didn’t.
“Spit it out.”
“Spit what out?”
“The gum. I saw you chewing.” Christ not this argument again.
“I wasn’t chewing.” Mrs Clark’s wasn’t convinced.
“Oh really, recite the alphabet for me.” That was nearly impossible to do with a piece of gum hidden in your mouth. Conner tried but failed horribly as the piece of gum he denied having popped out of his mouth halfway through. He was screwed and was probably regretting not just swallowing the gum instead of trying to outsmart her. Mrs Clark’s attention was focused solely on Conner. Knowing how screwed he was I felt a bit of sympathy for him.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>During your next class one of your classmates gets himself in trouble with Ms CLark. You consider using the app to help him.<<endif>>
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<<if $clarktf is "yes">><<if $clarkflag is "yes">><div id="choice">[[Get some revenge on her|VengeAlt]]</div><<endif>><<endif>><<if $clarktf is "yes">><<if $clarkflag is "no">><div id="choice">[[Get some revenge on her]]</div><<endif>><<endif>>
<<if $clarktf is "yes">><div id="choice">[[Leave him to his fate|Day3Di]]</div><<endif>><<if $clarktf is "no">><div id="choice">[[Leave him to his fate|Day3Di]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Now was my chance. I took my phone out of my pocket and carefully pointed it at Mrs Clark. I opened the poser ready to give her a command. Suddenly she moved faster than I had ever seen her move and too late did I realise why.
“Joe!” My arm was snatched and my phone fell from my knee and hit the ground. “I knew it!” She grabbed my phone and looked at the screen. “Well you can just forget all about your phone ever existing because you won’t be seeing it again.” I felt something strange wash over me but I had bigger problems right now.
“But I don’t have a phone.” I wasn’t sure why she was suddenly telling me to forget about something I never owned. I admit it was odd for a boy my age to not have one but that was just how it was. Mrs Clark looked like she was about to say something but she stopped and looked at the phone she was holding. I wonder whose phone it was.
“That’s correct, you don’t.” That was weird. She walked away leaving me and the rest of the class slightly bewildered.
She didn’t say much the rest of the class. She just picked out a few pages from the textbook and told us to answer them while she looked at her phone. I occasionally got a concerned look from one of my classmates but I wasn’t sure why they were concerned about me. Once class had ended I packed up.
“Wait Conner, I need to speak with you.” Mrs Clark caught Conner as he tried to leave. After she caught him chewing gum there was no way he would get away lightly. As I was heading for the next class I felt someone tap me on the shoulder.
“Tough break Joe, it’s going to be hard getting your phone back now,” Dave said to me.
“Not my phone.” He must have gotten me confused with someone else. Dave should know that I don’t have a phone.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take out your phone and target Ms Clark with the poser. Suddenly she snatches it away from you. Tells you to forget about seeing your phone ever again so you forget that you ever had one.<<endif>>
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[[The next day|Day 4 Clark]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>It would be irresponsible to interfere. I let Conner take his punishment in the hopes he’d learn from it. Dishing out unfair punishments seemed to be the biggest joy in Mrs Clark’s life anyway. Take that away from her and she'll just find a new way to make life difficult.
That evening I looked at my phone pondering what I should do with the Reborn app. I had yet to use it for anything and I'd let all the good chances to tell people about it slip by. Maybe I should do something with is now, then again I still had homework to do...<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You don't interfere. Later you are pondering what to do with the app.<<endif>>
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<<if $day1tf is "no">><div id="choice">[[Put app away and do homework|PlainEnd]]</div><<endif>>
<<if $FamFlag1 is "yes">><div id="choice">[[Do homework then use app on family again|FamilyBC1]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Joe! Joe!” I woke up to the sound of Hana calling me name. “Get up bro, did your phone not go off or something?” Hana’s words were bewildering. I knew I didn’t have a phone so wasn’t sure why she thought I did but I felt that there was meant to be something to wake me up. Maybe I just had a weird dream. I saw on the wall clock that it was past the time I usually got up. I quickly rolled out of bed to get ready. With her job done Hana sighed and closed the door to leave me to it.
My sleeping in wasn’t the only odd thing to happen to me that day. When I saw Conner that morning I barely recognised him. His shaggy hair was gone, replaced with a fresh neat cut. He had shaved the tuff of facial hair growing under his nose and his uniform looked like it was fresh from the dry cleaners. He usually entered the school with the composure of a zombie but today he was standing tall and looked fresh as a daisy.
It wasn’t just his looks that changed. During class he had suddenly become a star pupil and answered every question given to him perfectly. Even the teachers were astonished by sudden change in character.
“He’s been like that ever since he left Mrs Clark’s room.” I heard one of my classmates whisper.
“Maybe she’s developed some kind of brainwashing machine?” As if, such things only existed in science fiction.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up late due to having no alarm set. People keep talking about the phone you are certian you never owned. At school you notice Conner is like a different person today. It's almost like Ms Clark has acquired some kind of brainwashing tool.<<endif>>
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[[The next day|Day 5 Clark]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>It was finally Friday. It had been weird week and for the second day in a row I almost slept in. Once again Hana had woken me up asking where my phone was. I tried explaining to her I didn’t have one but she just gave me a weird look.
Since it was a Friday there was a weekly school assembly before the beginning to classes. The entire student body assembled in the main hall expecting the usual slurry of announcements but nobody expected what we were about to be told. In typical fashion the principle took to the podium on the stage to give his address.
“I’ve been the principle of this school for eight years now. There isn’t anyone among you who was here to witness the day I first took to this stage. I’ll say it has been a happy eight years but like all things I believe my time has come. Yesterday I handed my resignation into the board of directors, and with the approval I would like to welcome onto the stage the woman who will be taking over my post, Mrs Clark!” All the teachers clapped with approval but the entire student body was stunned with silence. It was Ms Clark but she looked thinner, younger and more healthy than before.
“Thank you for allowing me this honour, commencing immediately I’ll be the new principle and I’ll make it my personal goal to see this school rise to the top.” She looked out at the crowd that was still struggling to believe what they had just been told.
“To commemorate this occasion I’d like to take a photo.” She held up her phone and pointed the camera at the crowd. “Now now don’t be like that, I’d like you all to show your enthusiasm!” Her words moved me and I felt a lot more enthusiastic about her new role. “Put your hands in the air!” As one the entire student body followed her instruction. “That’s more like it, okay everyone starting today I want you all to study really hard and obey all of the school rules to the letter. I’m expecting great things from all of you so put everything you have into learning and doing well in your exams.” I felt more motivated than I had ever been before to study and learn. I couldn’t wait for assembly to end so I could get to class and start.
“I want everyone to always support me. If I ever run for election make sure you vote for me since I'm a great person.” Of course I’d vote for her, she was a great person. “Also you don’t need to keep your hands in the air.” The sea of hands vanished and Mrs Clark looked out across us with huge smile.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>On Friday the principle makes the surprise announcement that he is standing down and handing his position over to Ms Clark. She tells the school she is going to take a picture with her phone, but that's a lie as she is actually brainwashing the entire student body. 'All work and no fun makes for some great league table results' becomes your new motto. Everyone now loves her, and nobody remembers ever hating her.<<endif>>
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[[Epilogue|Clark Takveover]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">><<click "Hunter">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHunter.png]]<</replace>><</click>> watched the students pour through the gates of the high school with disgust. It was like the students were all under the thumb of a dictator as they moved in a silent and organised fashion down the school driveway. The energy that made teenagers teenagers was completely absent. Neat uniforms, tidy hair and clean faces. In Hunter’s eyes there was nothing more disgusting. She waited for the students to disappear inside the school before making her move. She knew her prey was here somewhere and she had a feeling that in this environment they would stick out like a sore thumb.
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Hunter’s stepped into the clean reception. The floor was polished, the trophy cabinet was polished, everything that could be polished was polished.
“Disgusting.” She headed to the reception desk and rang the bell on the counter.
“How may I help you?” Greeted the receptionist. She was as textbook as the rest of the school. A clean white blouse, short skirt and unnatural smile.
“Who’s in charge here?” Hunter couldn’t stand this place. She just wanted to get what she had come for and leave.
“That would be Mrs Clark our esteemed principle.” Esteemed?
“Where is she?”
“In her office through that door. Would you like to make an appointment?”
“Karma doesn’t make appointments.” Hunter approached the door marked ‘Mrs Clark -Principle’ She didn’t knocked but instead delivered a heavy kick busting the door open. Mrs Clark reacted calmly, pulling open her desk drawer and taking out Joe’s phone. She took aim as Hunter approached her and tried to pacify her but Hunter just snatched the phone from her hand.
“Sorry but that won’t work on me, but it will work on you.” Hunter had bounced the command back at Mrs Clark causing her to become paralysed. “So you decided to use this power to make the world completely obedient to you huh? Okay let’s turn that around. From today onwards you will always do anything requested of you whatever is it. You will obey this order above any order given to you.” That meant someone couldn’t say obey only me for example. “If you understand then slap yourself across the face as hard as possible.” Hunter’s ordered was obeyed immediately as Mrs Clark held nothing back as she slapped herself across the cheek. Hunter chuckled then tightened her grip on Joe’s phone crushing it. The red slug soon reappeared but this time it wouldn’t escape her.
“Oops, I forgot to turn the school back to normal, oh well,” Hunter laughed as she left.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Ms Clark's takeover of the school is short lived. <<click "Hunter">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHunter.png]]<</replace>><</click>> one day shows up and teaches her a lesson by making her obey any request given to her by anyone. Hunter leaves soon after, taking the app with her.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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<<set $immune = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>He's been my friend for a while so I'll trust him. I passed him my phone and as expected he used it on me.
“Okay let’s try this out.” He used it on me and did something but I found myself unable to remember what because after giving me a command he said “Forget what I just told you.” His words erased what had been said previously from my mind.
“That’s scary… I’ve no idea what you just said.”
“That’s only the first step. Red Pineapple!” Dave looked at me expecting me to do something but I didn’t feel any strange desires. “Darn. I said before that when I say the words Red Pineapple you were to cluck like a chicken but I guess implanting commands for later is a no go.”
“I’d rather you didn’t try to turn me into a sleeper chicken. Still I wonder how powerful the command function is. I mean is it possible to tell someone to cut off their own hand?”
“Let’s try. Joe stop breathing!” What!?! I stopped breathing immediately feeling a desire to stp but I lasted a mere ten seconds before my body’s natural desire to breath overrode the order Dave had given me.
“Hmm I guess self-preservation will always take priority. The app's power seems to be more like a kind of powerful hypnotism than absolute control.” It was still a power I’d rather not ever have used on me again. I quickly grabbed my phone back from him before he could issue any more commands.
“Hey I have an idea. Let’s use the app on ourselves to make us immune to its effects.”
“Huh?” What was he suggesting now?
“Here pass me it.” I handed him over my phone again and he issued me a new command.
“Never obey any instruction given to you using the Reborn app,” he commanded. Would that work? Well there was only one way to find out. I took my phone back from him and gave him the same command.
“Never obey any instruction given to you using the Reborn app. Now slap yourself across the face!” I ordered but his hands remained where they were. “It worked!” I passed Dave back my phone so he could test me.
“Punch yourself in the nuts,” he ordered. Suddenly I felt an urge not to obey but disobey. The app had influenced me, but Dave’s previous order caused my mind to immediately reject the command instead of carrying it out. Now that me and him were immune to it I felt a lot safer about its existence.
“We could get so many girls with that thing. Like I could talk to a girl and you could be my wingman whispering stuff like 'You find Dave really attractive and lust for his dick' into their head. I have an idea, let's try that later."
"That is an idea,"<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You let Dave use the poser on you. It's weird and you both agree to never use the poser of each other again so make yourselves immune to it. Afterwards Dave has the idea of using it to pick up girls at a club. You think it's...<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[a good one]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[a bad one]]</div>
<<set $clarkflag to "yes">>c<<if $TLDR is "no">>While there was only a small chance Dave might use it maliciously, the consequences for me if did were too much. This was a power I didn’t want anyone else to have.
“Nope, I don’t trust you.” I played it off as a joke.
“Ah c’mon.”
“Nope.” I kept the phone away from him. Nothing he could say could convince me to take that risk.
“Jeez I thought we were buddies. So where did you get that thing anyway?”
“It just appeared on my phone by itself. I might have clicked on something risky but yesterday morning it was just there. It didn’t become active until yesterday afternoon. Weird right?”
“Does it say who made it?”
“Nope. It’s called Reborn and is a magical app that can do crazy stuff. That’s all I know about.” Dave scratched his chin thinking about something.
“Weird. Maybe someone else put it there. Did you give your phone to anyone over the weekend?” He kept on asking questions to try and figure out where the app had come from but my answers didn’t help him. Once he was done wasting time asking useless questions we headed back to get lunch before afternoon classes.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide not to trust him. He gets annoyed at your lack of trust and asks a bunch of questions about how you got the app.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Gonna be honest with you here, I love that idea.” Sure the morality of such a thing could be argued but that was only if people realised what we were doing.
“Really? Sweet. Tonight then?” With the app in hand I'd have no trouble convincing my dad to let me stay out late.
"Tonight. Let's do this." I was looking forward to what mischief we could accomplish. Our testing was at an end however as the battery on my phone had suddenly completely died.
"Maybe the Reborn app drains a lot of charge when used?” That was plausible. The app may have been magical but that didn’t mean it wasn’t eating into my battery life when in use. With the battery dead there was nothing more for us to do but head back and get lunch.<<endif>>
<<if $TLDR is "yes">>You agree to Dave's suggestion. You'll meet up later to test it.<<endif>>
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[[Later|Good Idea]] <<if $TLDR is "no">>“Gonna be honest with you here, that’s pretty fucked up.” What Dave was suggesting was no better than spiking a girl’s drink. Heck this was probably even worse actually.
“Yeah I guess you’re right. Forget I even suggested it.” He backed down from the idea pretty quickly. My phone battery was now dying and before I could save it the screen went blank as the phone shut down.
“That’s weird, my charge usually lasts way longer.” I tried to turn it back on but only had enough power left to give me a battery warning.
“Well it’s a well-known fact that many phone apps are battery eaters. Maybe the Reborn app drains a lot of charge when used?” That was plausible. The app may have been magical but that didn’t mean it wasn’t eating into my battery life when in use. With the battery dead there was nothing more for us to do but head back and get lunch.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decline Dave's idea and he agrees it was a bit dumb. Before you can try anything else your phone's battery life dies. Unable to continue you both return to the canteen to eat.<<endif>>
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[[Later|Day2DaveRoute]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>“You’re not serious!” Her face when she saw the battery message was like she had just looked at her bank balance to find nothing in her account. The bell rang out informing us lunch had come to an end. We looked at each other realising that without a way to get some power back into my phone we were stuck.
“Oh no, what class do we have next?” Mei already knew the answer, she just wanted for me to tell her she was wrong.
“Gym…” This would be a problem. The gym classes were merged with the entire year group so right now the entire senior year was on its way here. I couldn’t be caught in the girls’ toilets. Without saying anything I grabbed Mei and pulled her along. We got out right before my classmates began showing up. It was a close call but it didn’t solve the problem we now faced. I was stuck as Mei and Mei stuck as me. At least I had turned my body back to normal or this would be much worse.
“What do we do?” I asked her. We could try skipping but that was risky.
“People might not expect much from you but I’m on the girls’ field hockey team. I can’t skip and by that I mean you can’t skip. C’mon, we’re getting our bags.” Naturally I couldn’t go to gym dressed as I was now. I had to change which meant I’d be able to be in a room full of my female classmates as they undressed and none of them would be any the wiser. I wouldn’t confess to being happy about this to Mei naturally. I followed her with a smile as we our gym bags. Unfortunately that was as long as my smile lasted.
“Go change!” She ordered pointing to the toilets.
“But…”
“Oh did you want to use my body to spy on our classmates? Not happening, at least not with my consent. If you want to go peep you can do it behind my back.” She shoved me into toilets. There were people watching but because Mei was in my body I looked like the bad guy. I didn’t want to give myself a bad reputation so obeyed Mei’s instruction.
“Spoilsport,” I jeered. I was forced to undress in the toilet cubicle. Still there was one girl she couldn’t prevent me seeing undressed, myself. I took off her clothes knowing that she was next door in the boys’ toilets doing the same to me.
I wouldn’t have stopped her getting changed with the rest of the boys but I couldn’t blame her for not wanting to be a part of that. In the confines of the dim cubicle I couldn’t really appreciate this opportunity. The lighting was poor and the mirrors were on the sinks but I’d just look weird posing in front of a mirror even with clothes on. Something I could appreciate was how fit Mei was. I’d never say it to her but she was probably more fit than I was. I was kind of getting excited at being able to take her body out for a spin on the sports field. Before that however there was an obstacle for me to overcome. I opened her gym bag and sported a clean sports bra waiting for me among her gym clothes.
“How do I even…” I wish I had researched this beforehand. If I took off Mei’s current bra I not only risked not being able to get it back on again but also she’d know I’d seen her naked. I also couldn’t spend forever in here changing. I quickly stipped down to my underwear, pulled up the spats, clipped the skirt, pulled a white t-shirt over my head, changed socks and slid into Mei’s running shoes.
“There we go.” I stuffed the uniform back into the gym bag and headed back out to meet Mei. She was in my body so I thought that naturally she should be changed fairly quickly, I was wrong.
“Did she leave without me?” She hadn’t reappeared yet and it had been a few minutes since I finished changing. I was about to give up and go on without her when she finally reappeared dressed a white t-shirt and long navy shorts.
“What took you?” I called out. Immediately I could tell she was hiding something from me.
“You know what I’m glad I don’t have, a dick.”
“What spurred that comment?” Wait was she insulting my dick?
“It’s a useless chunk of flesh that just randomly demands attention.”
“It’s not that bad,” I retorted. “Not as bad as having two grapefruits strapped to your chest anyway."
“Let’s just go. I better be able to run with it like this.” She was really making it out to be a bigger deal than it was. I couldn’t help but wonder if having a penis when you weren’t used to it was actually that big a deal.
We arrived back at the gym just in time to be split into our groups. I headed outside with Mei’s hockey group while she stayed indoors to play basketball. I did my best to not suck and her teammates just thought I was having an off day. Meanwhile Mei doing the opposite.
“Joe have you been practicing? Those shots were unreal!” Everyone including the coach was praising me unware it was Mei they were actually praising. If anything my reputation only improved following her performance. Eventually gym came to an end as did the school day.
“You seem distracted.” Yumi poked me on the side as we returned to gym building. Despite being glued to her smartphone most the time she did attend gym just like the rest of the year.
“I was just thinking about meaningless stuff.” That was pretty much the truth of it. Yumi headed into the changing room to change and I headed back to the toilets. I changed and as I was leaving the toilets Mei was only just getting to them having been busy talking with the guys.
“Basketball is fun. Maybe I should consider trying out,” Mei joked. My above average height was why I picked that sport but that was something Mei didn't have. She disappeared into the toilets to change and I waited so we could head home.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You have no choice but to pretend to be each other for the rest of the day. Next class is gym, but Mei doesn't want you changing in her body so forces you to change in the toilets instead of the girl's locker room. Outside you struggle to maintain Mei's usual performance, while inside she has no trouble exceeding what you're usually capable off.<<endif>>
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[[Time to head home|Day 2 Home with Mei]]
<<set $whoknows = "mei">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I left my phone on the bedroom charger and didn't use the Reborn app for the rest of the day. being Mei had made me realise that the app could backfire so I'd need to be more careful about my usage of it in the future.
<<if $day1tf is "yes">>My thoughts drifted to what I'd done yesterday. The day didn't have to end just yet did it?<<endif>><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You leave your phone to recharge the rest of the day. You are more aware of the apps dangers now.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Soon lunch had come to a close and it was time for us to head to our next class. Both me and Mei had forgotten that the class in question was gym for both of us. I got my gym bag from my locker and Mei did the same.
“Here you go Mei,” she sneered as we exchanged bags.
“Thank you Joe,” I replied in kind. We both knew this little game had already got out of hand but it had become a matter of pride. As any historian would tell you, human’s tend to do some stupid things when it comes to saving face.
“I guess I’ll go change now in the girls’ changing room with the rest of the girls.” She could always stop me, but that would mean admitting defeat.
“Have fun.” We soon split up, her going into the male changing room and me the female one. The moment I was through the door I dropped my poker face. Inside I gave a cry of victory as I, a man, stepped into the girls’ changing room without so much as a look of disgust. I looked around as my classmates undressing and showing off skin that they would never expose to me otherwise. I saw a wide assortment of bras that couldn’t help but think how each one reflected the character of the girl wearing it.
Suddenly my vision was blurred by a towel being thrown over my head by Yumi.
“Stop staring and get changed.” I took a spot next to Yumi on the benches but she just looked at me with an unpleasant expression. She then moved around the corner where I couldn’t see her. I found that very odd. Did Yumi not like changing near Mei or did she know who I really was? Me and Mei had both been acting out of character during lunch, combined with the several blunders we had made it was certainly possible that anyone who believed in body swapping would quickly realise what had happened. No, there was no way Yumi knew. I forgot about her and returned to enjoying myself. I looked at the topless girl next to me. Her bra was rose pink colour with a design that drew attention to her cleavage. She went down to get something from her gym bag and I did the same, sneaking a view of her cleavage once again. I quickly turned away when I saw her glance in my direction. I guess even if I was a girl people would get suspicious if I stared too much at them. I better get changed quickly. I took off the top half of Mei’s uniform and was about to start on the bottom half when my eyes nearly exploded as I saw a pair of exposed breasts.
“God I hate these things,” complained a girl name Lizzie as she took off her bra letting her DD breasts hang lose. She swapped her regular bra for a sports bra so she would actually be able to run. The sight of her nipples were hidden from me again but the image stayed in my mind. I finally managed to find the clip in Mei’s skirt and slid out if. Inside her bag was also a sports bra but I had no idea what I was meant to do with that so just left it there. Girls were already leaving the changing room and I had only just got my clothes off.
“Need help?” Yumi had reappeared and sporting a white t-shirt, navy shorts and a hairband to fashion her hair into short ponytail.
“Why would I need help?” I put on a similar t-shirt but instead of shorts Mei had brought a skirt with spats to wear underneath. With Yumi watching me I quickly finished changing. I wanted to ask her the elephant in the room question, but had no idea how to phrase it without immediately giving away the fact I wasn’t Mei.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take full advantage of being in Mei's body as your next class is gym. You change in the girl's changing room, admiring their exposed bodies as they change. Yumi is acting odd however, almost like she knows who you really are.<<endif>>
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[[Gym]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>"Kyoko!” I called out to her as I arrived at the cinema. When she saw me I saw a worried frown turn into an excited smile as she saw I had actually shown up. Was she expecting me to ditch her? Maybe it was because I was slightly late.
“Sorry I’m late, shall we get started?” My late arrival didn’t leave us with much time to get seated.
“Sure,” Kyoko immediately wrapped around my arm and walked alongside me as we headed for the ticket kiosk. I felt awkward for several reasons. Firstly this was my first date, secondly because of how close Kyoko was to me and thirdly because I was pretending to me someone I wasn’t. I guess I was just uneasy that things might actually go well. I was fine with causing Mei more trouble but I didn’t want to play with Kyoko’s feelings.
I had no idea what the movie about so went in blind wondering what the movie was about. There was no shortage of empty seats to choose from despite our late arrival so we picked somewhere isolated and got comfy. The movie appeared to be some fantasy film about two girls who were both princesses of rival countries. It wasn’t great, the areas the budget was lacking were pretty evident but as the movie progressed I began to realise something. As the main character rejected a handsome prince’s hand in marriage I realised just why Mei had chosen this movie, it was a romance movie between two young women. Tricking me into taking Kyoko to this kind of movie was only going to encourage her further. As the movie entered the last half hour Kyoko began getting as close to me as the armrest between us would allow.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You arrive at the movies with Kyoko. You quickly take your seats and enjoy what you discover to be a lesbian romance film. Kyoko starts to get closer to you. How do you respond?<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Lean closer to her]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I moved away so she wouldn't get the wrong idea about this date. Frankly I wasn't even sure why I had agreed to this but I knew that leading Kyoko on could break her heart if she found out who I really was.
As the movie drew to a close the two main leads shared a passionate kiss. I noticed Kyoko shifting a little but I kept my eyes on the screen and avoided looking at her. The last thing I wanted was a repeat of what had happened in the lunchroom. By the time the movie was over I was fairly bored.
“Shall we go?” I asked Kyoko. She still had my arm firmly secured so I couldn’t move until she did.
“Okay.” She let go and we stood up and left. There was a brief silence as we left as we didn’t have plans to go anywhere else.
“Want to get some food?” Because of Mei I had left without getting dinner.
“Alright where shall we eat?” Kyoko's previous energy seemed to have faded. I was fine just having fast food, but this was a date so as a gentleman I had to rule that option out. Fortunately there was a family restaurant nearby that served good food at fair prices. I suggested we go there, Kyoko agreed and soon we were being seated at a table for two.
“Oh how about we get the 2 person share meal?” Kyoko suggested before I had much of a chance to see what I wanted. I found the item she was talking about and had to confess it sounded nice. I wanted to agree but there was still a voice nagging in the back of my head telling me this was wrong because I was deceiving Kyoko. If she had been dating me because it was me she liked I’d go all out in trying to impress her but since I was Mei I felt that I had to hold back.
“Hmmm I’m not sure…”
“Hey Mei, do you like me?” Kyoko suddenly asked. I looked at her and saw her more serious than I had ever seen her before. I had to give her an answer and whatever it was there would be no going back.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You give her the cold shoulder and just watch the movie. Afterwards you go to get food. Feeling uncertian Kyoko asks you if you like her.<<endif>>
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[[Reject Her]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I leant closer to her and we rested our heads against each other. Being this close to her made my heart flutter a little. Kyoko was kind of cute when she wasn’t begging for attention. Maybe Mei would learn to like her as well if she just took some time to get to know the real Kyoko. Even under these circumstances I could appreciate moments like this.
As the movie drew to a close the two main leads shared a passionate kiss. I don’t know why but I choose that moment to look at Kyoko and she had done the same. Our eyes met and the moment just took us as we brought our lips together.
It wasn’t like the exchange in the lunchroom. This time we were both into it. Conscious of the people around us we didn’t let things get too heated. By the time the movie was over I still didn’t care for the movie, but I loved what I had experienced.
“Shall we go?” I asked Kyoko. She had my arm firmly secured so I couldn’t move until she did.
“Okay.” We stood up together and left. There was a brief silence as we left as we didn’t have plans to go anywhere else.
“Want to get some food?” Because of Mei I had left without getting dinner.
“Alright where shall we eat?” I was fine just having fast food, but this was a date so as a gentleman I had to rule that option out. Fortunately there was a family restaurant nearby that served good food at fair prices. I suggested we go there, Kyoko agreed and soon we were being seated at a table for two.
“Oh how about we get the 2 person share meal?” Kyoko suggested before I had much of a chance to see what I wanted. I found the item she was talking about and had to confess it sounded nice. I wanted to agree but there was still a voice nagging in the back of my head telling me this was wrong because I was deceiving Kyoko. If she had been dating me because it was me she liked I’d go all out in trying to impress her but since I was Mei I felt that I had to hold back.
“Hmmm I’m not sure…”
“Hey Mei, do you like me?” Kyoko suddenly asked. I looked at her and saw her more serious than I had ever seen her before. I had to give her an answer and whatever it was there would be no going back.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You lean closer to her. You start to think Kyoko is actually rather cute. Towards the end of the movie you share a moment, and that moment leads to a kiss. After the movie you go to get food. Kyoko asks if you like her and awaits an honest answer.<<endif>>
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[[Accept Her]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I like you, you’re pretty cute but I also like your energetic side.”
“Really?”
“Really. I know I’m usually pretty cold to you but I think this date has helped me see the real you.” I was confusing myself with Mei now. Well these were my words not hers. “But why do you like me?” That was a question I had to ask.
“Me? Well because you’re cool. Like sporty cool but you also don’t let the popularity get to your head. Plus you don’t get angry at me. Lots of people find me annoying. I was worried you were getting sick of me as well but I’m glad that wasn’t it.”
“Kyoko I…” I wanted to tell her the truth, I want to say I wasn’t who she thought I was but the words weren’t coming out. It was like my heart was keeping them in my chest to protect Kyoko from hearing them. Our food arrived and the taste helped me forget about my worries. I’d have to tell Kyoko the truth eventually but I felt that right now it would be alright to just enjoy the moment.
An hour later I was back home after finishing the date.
“I’m back,” I announced.
“Welcome home.” Chloe and my dad were both in the living room watching a movie.
“What you watching?” It looked like a romantic high school comedy.
“It’s a movie about a girl and boy who swap bodies because of an ancient curse. It’s similar to what you described happened to you.” I hope our story wasn’t too similar to that of this movie or they might suspect we were lying.
“How was your date?” Chloe asked.
“It was… wait how did you know?”
“Told you,” she nudged my dad. “Just a mother’s intuition.” That sounded fishy.
“It was alright.”
“Well it was nice of you to fill in for Mei and not stand the poor boy up.” Evidently they didn’t know anything other than the fact it had been a date. “Did you kiss?” And now things were getting uncomfortable.
“I’m heading back to my room.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You accept Kyoko's feelings for you. She explains why she likes you and you almost spill the truth but hold it in. You'll be able to find a better chance hopefully. Afterwards you return home to think about things.<<endif>>
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[[The next day|Kyoko1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Sorry but I’m not really feeling a connection.”
I didn’t want to continue toying with her. I placed my order with the waiter and Kyoko did the same. It was clear from the change in her mannerism she was feeling dejected by my response but it was Mei Kyoko wanted to be with, not me. I should probably call Mei and tell her I want to end this game. Posing at her just wasn’t fair on those close to her or those close to me for that matter. Yumi was right, we were being children. We spent the rest of the date in silence until I reached a point I felt it was time to say goodnight. We split the bill and went our separate ways.
Chloe and my dad were both in the living room watching a movie when I got back. “Welcome home.”
“What you watching?” It looked like a romantic high school comedy.
“It’s a movie about a girl and boy who swap bodies because of an ancient curse. It’s similar to what you described happened to you.” I hope our story wasn’t too similar to that of this movie or they might suspect we were lying.
“How was your date?” Chloe asked.
“It was… wait how did you know?”
“Told you,” she nudged my dad. “Just a mother’s intuition.” That sounded fishy.
“It was alright.”
“Well it was nice of you to fill in for Mei and not stand the poor boy up.” Evidently they didn’t know anything other than the fact it had been a date. “Did you kiss?” And now things were getting uncomfortable.
“I’m heading back to my room.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You reject her. Toying with her heart just isn't fair. You both head home and you take to think about things.<<endif>>
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[[The next day|MeiH1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>Yumi scrolled over to the Reborn app and opened it up to have a look for herself.
“Copy, swap, alter and poser huh… you’d think it really was just a regular image manipulation program if you found it on accident.”
“The description even words it like one. At no point does it flat out say that its effects apply to reality,” I explained. Yumi closed the app again then plugged my phone into her computer. To get my own back I tried to watch her type in her password but her fingers moved fast and her password had so many keystrokes that I couldn’t see anything other than the fact it started with K.
“I’ll be a minute. Hey can you empty out your pockets for me?” I did as instructed. I searched for the pockets hidden between the skirt plates then unzipped them to find a small coin purse.
“Wait…” If I had copied the money Yumi had on her then that would mean I could theoretically double my pocket money.
“Set the money on my desk.” I did as instructed then Yumi used the app to return me to normal. To my disappointment the money vanished as my clothing return to normal.
“That’s disappointing.”
“It makes sense that everything you copied disappeared when you undid the changes. I’m also guessing that under no circumstances will the app try to create a copy of itself.”
“I guess, but it would have been cool if I could give you a ten, copy you, give you the same ten again, copy and then give you both tens and repeat until we had millions.”
“It would also destabilise the economy.” Yumi was definitely back to her usual self. I watched over her shoulder as she used her developer tools on her computer to see what was up with the Reborn app.
“Huh…” Something was oddly puzzling her. “That’s not right… maybe if I… Hmmm…” She was puzzled by something.
“Something wrong?”
“The app doesn’t exist. I’m looking at a list of all the apps on your phone and I don’t see the Reborn app listed. I’m even looking at files that are normally hidden but the app isn’t showing up there either.” Yumi kept on trying but no matter what she did her computer would always show results that suggested the app didn’t exist.
“Okay I’ll try this.” I didn’t understand what Yumi was doing so I just let her work. Since I had nothing else to do my eyes began to wander and look around at her room. There really wasn’t much to see though. The walls were light blue, the ceiling white and the floor oak floor boards slightly stained with make-up. The walls were free from boyband posters and there weren’t any dolls either. The only thing in the room with personality was her computer which looked high spec. I’d need a part-time job to be able to afford a rig like that.
“Hey Yumi, do you have a job?”
“I’m a freelance beta-tester and bug finder but you know that already.” It slipped my mind that she gets paid to do that. I continued looking around her room and that was when I noticed that there was a suitcase on top her wardrobe with a sleeve hanging out of it.
“Oops... I think...” She pulled the charge cable out of my phone and tossed it back to me. “I can only conclude aliens ‘borrowed’ your phone and installed inside it a program that operates independently from the phone itself. That is to say it looks like it’s installed on your phone but it really isn’t. Regardless, I somehow managed to unlock a new feature somehow." In other words she had done something but had no idea what. I opened up the app and saw that indeed there was new feature.
"Save image?" I checked it out and saw it allowed me to save images of people for later use. That sounded useful. I closed my phone and turned my attention back to the sleeve. It was a pink colour and was also glittering as if someone had spilt glitter on it recently. Yumi noticed where I was gazing.
“What?” She yelled accusingly. Evidently she didn’t want me looking at whatever I had just seen.
“Nothing.” I could take a hint. It was best not mention it.
“There is nothing more I can do. If you find out anything more about the app let me know. I’ll look around online to see if I can find anything.” It felt like my welcome had expired. “I’ll see you at school tomorrow.” It definitely had.
“Okay bye.” I grabbed my bag and Yumi stood up to see me off.
“See you,” she pushed me out of her room and slammed the door. She was acting strange again. I was a little curious about why. Suddenly there was a crash from behind her door as something fell over and I heard Yumi give a short cry of distress.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Yumi hooks your phone up to her computer but if baffled. Despite this she somehow unlocks a save feature. Unable to figure it out you head home. As you leave Yumi's bedroom you hear a nosise moments after the door shuts.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Ignore it]]</div><<set $whoknows = "yumi">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I left Yumi's house wondering if I should have done something more but then again I had achieved what I went there for. She had looked at the mysterious app and concluded that it was indeed myserious.
I returned home wondering about what to do next. Maybe it would be best to not worry about how the app worked or where it came from and just enjoy it. There was also still the question if I should tell Dave and Mei about it tomorrow.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You leave Yumi's house having conclused the mysterious app is mysterious.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|Day3Morning]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>As the evening rolled in I spent a lot of that time on lying on my bed remembering what me and Yumi had done. I would never have imagined that Yumi had a secret cosplay fetish, nor that I would be dragged into it and end up having sex with her, as her. What the Reborn app enabled me be able to do was insane. I remembered Yumi's departing words to me as I left.
"If you feel like using my body don't hold back." She was still on the copy select screen so if I wanted to I could turn into her and have a little fun. I lifted my phone and thought about doing just that. Suddenly there was a knock at the door and Hana poked her head through.
"Hey Bro, can you help me move something?" My fun would have to wait for another time.
"Alright," I said rolling out of bed.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You leave Yumi's house but she seems eager to use the app again. She even gives you premission to use her body whenever you want.<<endif>>
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[[Next day|Day3Yumi]]
<<set $DomEv1 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I had been slowly working on escaping my restraints and now was the time pounce. My attack caught her completely off guard and was now the one on top.
“Ready for more?” I threw her own words back at her. Surprised by my sudden boldness she submissively nodded. I slid my finger down and inserted a single digit into her dripping pussy.
“Geez, there’s so much room in here,” I teased inserting a second finger. Yumi made the most enticing face as I beat my fingers back and forth to stimulate her. Then like she had done to me I pulled them out and sucked the juices from them. A strange taste but one I wanted more off. I pressed my pussy against her nose as I repositioned myself so I could get a full taste of Yumi’s snatch. I pulled her lips apart and drove my tongue in as far as it could go. Yumi moaned as a I teased her clit with my fingers.
“Don’t forget about me.” She understood what I wanted her to do and began pleasing me as well. It almost felt like masturbation. As I stirred around inside her, her tongue did the same to me. Our tastes were no doubt the same but while our bodies may have been identical our minds weren’t.
“I can’t… I’m Cumming!” Yumi cried rocking the bed as I pushed her into an orgasm. I’d have liked it if she had made me cum as well but she was in no state to continue.
“Oh well.” This had been a great experience either way.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You turn the tables on her, getting ontop of her and having your way. You finger her as she moans until she loudly cums.<<endif>>
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[[Head Home|Day2TrueYumi]]<<set $DomEv1 = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Yes.” I submitted to her and she changed positions sticking her ass close to my face. She pulled aside her panties and pressed her puss against my mouth. The smell of her body overpowered my nostrils. It was an ugly smell but an addicting one at that I couldn’t get enough off.
“Lick me clean,” she instructed. The juices were overflowing and I put my tongue to work licking her clean. I then stuck my tongue into her dripping snatch unable to control my own hunger for her body much like she couldn’t her hunger for mine. As I licked her she drove her tongue into me. We have the same body and the same sensitive spots so our actions were perfectly matched. I felt something alien to me build up inside. The alien pleasure continued building up until I couldn’t contain it anymore. Despite being the same I was the first to let out a loud cry as succumbed to the orgasm.
“You slut, you came before I did,” she teased lifting her pussy from my mouth. She used her own fingers to finish herself off and as she hit her climax she bit down on the blindfold to dampen her voice. <<set $DomEv1 = "no">><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You let her have her way with you. She forces you to lick her pussy as she licks yours. You cum first and she calls you a slut for getting off so easy.<<endif>>
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[[Head Home|Day2TrueYumi]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>What even was this? It was like a skimpy leotard that female wrestlers wore in underground fight rings. I think there was a character in a fighting game who wore something similar.
“Why am I <<click "tied to the bed">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewYumiBed.png]]<</replace>><</click>>?” I asked her fearing the answer. Right now I felt like a platter of food set in front of a starving lion.
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“I prefer you this way.” Those words had clear sexual intent. Yumi had shown me a lot of different sides to her today but this one was the most concerning. She climbed onto the bed and knelt over me.
“When you look at me like that I really can’t help myself.” She kissed me. I didn’t even understand what was going on anymore other than the simple fact Yumi was kissing me. Her tongue invaded my mouth and I struggled to overcome the weirdness of this situation.
“Yumi… I’m you right now.”
“Is that a problem?”
“Well… not really.” I could stop this. Yumi’s mother was downstairs so all I had to do was yell but I didn’t want to. Yumi kissed me again and this time I matched her tongue movements. If I was a man right now I know my dick would be standing tall ready for action. Yumi ran her finger down my chest that had never felt more sensitive. Was this what it was like to be a girl?
“I didn’t figure you for this kind of girl,” she teased me.
“I could say the same about you.” I was helpless yet I wasn’t. I could break free but was choosing not to. This situation was turning me on. A finger ran along the fabric of my panties teasing me as Yumi continued looking into my eyes. She knew this body’s most sensitive spots which meant I was completely at her mercy. Her hand slid under the fabric around my crotch and touched me directly, stimulating me further as Yumi soaked her fingers in my pussy juices. It felt good and I wanted her to give me more. Suddenly she pulled her fingers back out and sucked on them.
“Ready for more?” She was enjoying teasing me.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You suddenly find yourself <<click "tied to her bed">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewYumiBed.png]]<</replace>><</click>> wearing a very revealing outfit. Yumi takes advantage of your defenceless state, kissing you and teasing your body.
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<div id="choice">[[Break free and turn the tables]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Let her have her way]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>We reached the canteen and spotted Yumi, Dave and of course Kyoko sitting at a table waiting for us. Naturally this meant there was a shortage in seats meaning I was once again destined for the windowsill. Dave was already stroking the space I’d soon be parking my rear. As I sat down on the windowsill I received an odd stare from Dave, but while the stare I got was odd, the stare Mei got from Kyoko was downright hostile. We both had made the same mistake of sitting down where we usually did.
“Mei, skirt,” warned Yumi.
“Yes?” How did Mei usually react?
“Skirt!” Skirt? I glanced at Yumi’s skirt but it seemed normal to me. It took me a second to realise she meant mine. I looked down and oh lord. It had ridden up and almost the entire length of my thigh was on show. I quickly fixed it and smiled apologetically. I wasn’t the only one feeling a little awkward.
“Um…” Mei was struggling to cope with seeing Kyoko glare so hatefully at her. In Kyoko's eyes some asshole had just sat between her and Mei, forcing Mei to sit on the uncomfy windowsill. I couldn’t help but laugh a little. This bet would be easy if Kyoko was unable to even get near me. Unfortunately I had underestimated her cunningness.
“Oh Mei check this out!” She had her phone out and quickly stood up, pushed past Mei and sat down next to me on the windowsill. “It’s cute right?” On her phone was a stock image of a kitten. I didn’t really get why she was showing me this.
“Yeah it’s cute.” I didn’t really care for it. I felt Kyoko’s shoulder rub against mine as she put her phone away. Clearly she wasn’t moving back to her seat. I should have expected that. I opened up my bag and fished out my lunch box. I was glad to see it hadn’t been replaced with an ‘I.O.U’ letter. Not that a sandwich, a piece of fruit and a biscuit was much to sing home about anyway.
“Is this a sign that love has bloomed?” Dave suddenly cried out. What was he talking about this time? “The sacred lunch box exchange, I never dreamed of the day I’d witness it before my very eyes.” Lunch box exchange? That was another mistake. To my friends Mei was eating my lunch and I was eating Mei’s. I had a plain clear container so it wasn’t so bad, by Mei had in front of her a floral pink container. There was no way to escape the fact that to an observer we had swapped lunches. Kyoko suddenly captured my arm while giving Mei another death stare. She probably saw me as an even bigger annoyance now or worse, a rival.
“Um… Kyoko can you let go?” I asked politely but she didn’t release her grip on me. I had no problem eating sandwiches one handed but when it came to the task of getting the skin of an orange I was stuck.
“Who do you like more, me or him?” Kyoko practically spat the word him as she glared at Mei again. Mei was on the verge of breaking into a fit of laughter. If I wasn’t the victim of this I would probably also find Kyoko’s hatred towards Mei amusing. What would Kyoko do if she found out that I was Mei and Mei was me? She’d probably apologise non-stop to Mei for weeks for being so cold towards her.
“You need to give her an answer,” Mei teased. I had hoped to avoid the question but since Mei was pushing it…<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You sit down at the table pretending to be each other. Your aren't very good at it. Kyoko thinks that there is something going on between you and gets jealous. She grips you arm and asks you to choose between her and Joe unaware that you're actually Joe.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Declare your love for Mei|Pick Mei]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Declare your love for Kyoko|Pick Kyoko]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Hey Yumi,” Mei brightly greeted with a wave. Her overexpression was gaining unnecessary attention.
“Hey Joe.” I almost thought Yumi might slip up and say ‘Hey Mei’ instead. As three we left the gym and were soon all standing together at the bus stop. Mei was still talking with Yumi but her poker face wasn’t nearly as good. I could see the worry and knew she was just as desperate for me to say the elephant in the room question as I was for her to say it. Neither of us knew where the other lived and we couldn’t go to our actual homes like this. Why does she need to be so stubborn, just say it! Screw it. I had to make a move before the bus showed up.
“I’ve never seen you two talk so much,” I commented. I had to get one of them to slip up.
“I’m just in a very talkative mood,” Mei replied.
“Really? You remind me of how you used to be, you know before that whole thing with your mum.” Switch the topic to something Mei knew very little about, perfect.
“Yeah how is your new step-mom Chloe? Are you and her daughter Hana getting along? I heard you moved into her home at 11 Fortitude Road,” Yumi said casually.
“Yumi!” I hissed. She just gave Mei the information she needed to continue pretending to be me. She didn’t just know we had swapped; she was inciting us to continue this game. “I knew you knew!”
“Knew what?” She innocently asked.
“What you talking about Joe?” Mei asked me. I realised her error immediately but Yumi didn’t.
“Yumi knows that I’m Joe and you’re Mei.”
“What?” Mei looked at Yumi didn’t break face.
“You two are such children.” She was speaking like a bored parent who had seen her child’s antics too many times to be impressed. “I realised it at lunch… You suck at pretending to be each other.”
“It’s his fault for telling Kyoko I liked her!”
“You said I had to give her an answer so I did. I would have dodged her question if you hadn’t forced me to answer.” We butted heads glaring at each other.
“For my sake can we roll back to how this happened? Did you break an ancient idol or annoy a witch or something that made you get stuck as one another?”
“We’re not stuck,” I explained. Yumi looked at me in disbelief.
“So you two could have switched back… but you didn’t?” To her that was absolutely baffling.
“If Joe wants to switch back he needs only ask.”
“I can switch back anytime I want to.” I held up my phone to prove my point. That was a mistake as within a split-second Yumi snatched it.
“So your phone caused this?” She looked at me for confirmation. I didn’t say anything but being the mind-reader she was got the information anyway.
“Can I have my phone back?”
“Not until you two apologise to each other and admit you are both idiots.”
“Why should I?” I said in unison with Mei.
“My friends are children,” Yumi sighed. “So what are you going to do? Live out your life as each other unless one of you concedes?” Mei wouldn’t let it go that far I thought to myself unaware she was thinking the same about me. “This will never end.” Yumi may have been right about that. “Why don’t you just switch back and find another way to settle your idiocy?”
“Alright,” I said agreeing with her.
“Oh being me too much for you?” With that Yumi's attempt to mediate went up in flames.
“I take back what I said. Sorry Yumi but we are continuing this.”
“Okay then but can you two please come up with an excuse to tell your families. I saw through you within 5 minutes. I doubt your families will take much longer.” Maybe that was for the best. I knew nothing about Mei so pretending to be her would be very troublesome at home. She also knew very little about my family although really all she had to do was stay in my room and she’d probably fit right in.
“What are we meant to say?”
“That you broke an ancient idol and it swapped your bodies around. It’s what happens in the movies so it’ll be easier to believe. It’s really your only option other than, you know, switching back!” With that she managed to get both of us to agree to the ancient idol story.
Explaining things to our families was more complicated than it sounded. First we had to go to Mei’s and convince her parent’s we had swapped bodies, then we had to do the same for mine. Mei’s bond with her parent’s was what helped her convince her parent’s she was in the wrong body but I didn’t have a strong bond with Chloe or Hana so convincing them was a lot harder. It wasn’t until my father came home that I was finally able to prove that I was who I said I was. Eventually though we managed to get things sorted out so I would be able to sleep in my own bed. However there was still one little thing I had forgotten about.
“Don’t forget about your date tonight,” Mei laughed as she left my house to head home once things were settled. Her comment left me speechless as I quickly checked my watch and saw I had less than an hour before I was due to meet up with Kyoko. I couldn’t cancel, I didn’t have Kyoko’s number and Mei had no intention of providing me with it. What was I meant to wear? I’d have to figure something out so I rushed up to my room and tried to assemble an outfit that didn’t look unusual on Mei's body.
“Going out with a friend to see a movie. Bye.” I gave my family a rushed explanation as I ran out the door for the bus stop. I made it just in time and checked the time as I headed for the cinema. I should make it alright; it wasn’t like movies ever started on time anyway.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>When you meet with Mei again you manage to make Yumi confess to knowing what is really happening. She is shocked however when she learns you are both just being stubborn and can switch back freely. She comes up with a plan so you'll be able to return home and help you explain things to your families. It takes time however and once your done you realise it's time for your date with Kyoko.<<endif>>
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[[Date with Kyoko]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I exited the changing room at the same time as Mei exited the men’s room. When our eyes met we forgot all about our own problems and pretended we were having the time of our life. Mei usually went outdoors for field hockey and I usually stayed indoors and played basketball. I grouped up with the other girls and headed outside to enjoy myself. I knew I wasn’t as good as Mei; she did this regularly and I rarely touched a hockey stick so I just focused on having fun.
Time flew past and before I knew it gym was over and with it the school day. I returned to the gym building on the lookout for Mei. Maybe now she’d want to return to normal otherwise we’d be going home in each other’s bodies.
“You’re pretty good, why not come to practice afterschool?” One of the regulars from the basketball team said to her. She was going to decline but then she saw I was watching.
“Sure, you can count on me.” She had her eyes on me while she said those words. Switch back? No. She was trying to escalate things further. Alright if that’s how she wants to play it. Maybe I should ask a boy out, that’ll be sure to piss her off. Dave chose that exact moment to enter my line of sight and I decided that he was the perfect candidate. Unfortunately I never reached him as someone grabbed me by the collar and pulled me back.
“If you two continue to act like children I might disassociate myself from you,” Yumi threatened. Mei vanished into the boys’ changing room as Yumi dragged me into the girls’.
Despite school being over we weren’t allowed to leave in our gym clothes home because morals or some rubbish. It didn’t stop some students trying anyway. In the changing room Yumi once again changed away from me. She must know. Everything she said hinted towards it. I came up with a plan to test that theory. Partway through changing I quickly went around the corner to speak with her.
“Hey Yumi,” I greeted. Immediately she grabbed a towel to cover herself. She definitely knew.
“Stop looking!” She barred her fangs towards me and gave me a terrifying look.
“Sorry, I was just asking if you had any deodorant.” A common question in changing rooms.
“Here.” She passed me a thin can. I quickly sprayed myself and gave it back.
“Thanks and sorry.” I wonder when she figured it out? I finished changing around the same time as Yumi then turned the corner to speak with her again. She was dressed so more willing to speak.
“So… when did you figure it out?” I didn’t say what but it would be clear what I was referring to.
“Figure what out?”
“You know, the thing with Joe.” I tried to be vague. I was only 80% sure she knew and feared giving it away if I was actually wrong.
“What thing with Joe?” I looked at her but she had the same expression she always had. She had the world’s greatest poker face so I had no idea if she was messing with me or genuinely didn’t know what I was talking about. I just couldn’t figure her out.
“Well I gotta head home.” Yumi picked up her bags and headed for the door and I did the same. Waiting outside for us was Mei.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You go gym as Mei and do your best to keep up her level of athletism. It isn't easy but you had fun. Afterwards you test your theory about Yumi knowing. She continues to act strangely, but plays dumb when you drop hints.<<endif>>
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Click the Restart button in the side menu to restart.<<set $update3 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>The Reborn app must have decided it wanted to also be an alarm as that morning I was woken up the sound of it finishing another update.
“Let’s see what we have this time.” I picked up my phone and checked the update notes.
‘Want to change more than just what’s on the outside? Now you can with the new personality adjuster! Also available is the new image merge for the copy function. Ever imagine what two people would look like combined? Now you can copy two people at once and transform into a fusion of them!’ Both those features sounded pretty insane.
“Change who I am on the inside?” Could I really do that? I launched the Reborn app to have a look and discovered it wasn’t just limited to me; it could be used on anyone. The power to alter a person’s personality? That seemed like it was crossing the line but at the same time I could certainly put it to good use not just on myself but other people. I doubted I'd get much of a chance to test it out though. I was to meet with Dave at lunch to discover what he had planned for me in exchange for yesterday.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up to find the Reborn ap updatng with two new features, the personality adjuster and image merging. You head to school thinking about what Dave had planned for lunch.<<endif>>
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[[Lunch|Day3AngleLunch]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>Two drinks were slid across the counter to Dave and me. There were some beats playing in the background but hardly anyone here to dance to them. This club was certainly quieter than we had been expecting. Par us there were only ten other club goers here and those of them that were girls were well protected by their male friends.
“I think we came too early.” We had arrived at the club shortly after it opened. We knew it wouldn’t be that busy since it was the middle of the weak but we still expected it to be livelier than this.
“How long before it picks up?” I asked Dave. Using the app I had convinced my family to let me sleep over at Dave’s house, and then he used it to convince his family to let him stay at mine. It was a simply ploy and if it got discovered the app would bail us out.
“I don’t know, I don’t ever get invited out clubbing,” Dave replied. That was true for me as well. There were plenty of people in our year group who headed out to the clubs at the weekends, some of them using fake IDs to do so but me and Dave rarely got told about it. Began sipping on our drinks as people very slowly trickled through the door but we still didn’t have the confidence to approach any of the women. It wasn’t until shortly before midnight did things pick up as a large influx of college students arrived. Me and Dave watched as they came stumbling in already slightly tipsy looking to consume even more booze. Some of them were pretty hot and Dave had already decided on the girl he’d try to chat up.
“Ah, I see some fine mounds ahoy.” Dave nudged me and pointed towards a girl with a huge rack stuffed into a tight dress. The full length of her legs was on show and it wasn’t just Dave whose attention she had grabbed.
“If you’re gonna go for her be quick, I think half the guys here are planning their approach,” I warned him. I could count at least ten pairs of eyes staring at her ass right now. I’m sure there was some unwritten code of conduct for when to approach a girl you wanted to chat up. Dave being Dave however decided to make his move now, but unfortunately this approach was spotted by a much larger male who got to her first. In a testament to how toxic the club scene could be the man casually flipped Dave off behind the girl’s back as he began chatting to her. Dave returned to me immediately and held out his hand.
“Phone.” He didn’t say what he was going to do with it but I had a fairly good idea. I had fully charged it before coming out so the Reborn App was ready for action again. Opened up the app and passed it to him as he took out the poser. I thought he was going to target the girl but instead he targeted the guy.
“Grab her ass,” Dave ordered him. Immediately the guy’s hand reached behind the girl and gave her ass a tight squeeze. Instantly she whipped her hand across the guys face. Grabbing a girl’s ass before you even asked for her name was never smart. She ditched him immediately and before he could apologise there were two hero-types blocking him from getting near her. Dave was smiling pleased with the result.
“Harsh,” I commented.
“But fair,” Dave retorted. “Alright my turn to…” Dave was once again cock-blocked as another guy beat him to the girl.
“I’ve got a new plan, I’m gonna screw with everyone who tries to chat her up so when I show up and don’t grope her I’ll be like a shining knight,” he schemed. I kept silent about the many flaws I saw with that plan. I was content just watching Dave’s shenanigans at this point. Dave wasn’t the only person going with a shining knight strategy for picking up girls. The guy who had approached the girl opened with
“Man what an asshole, I hate people like him.” Dave wasn’t going to allow it. He targeted the guy and began to issue command after command. Soon the guy talking to the girl was mincing his words, sweating heavily and making shitty jokes. The girl’s face told a story of how much she would rather not be talking to this mess of a man who needed five attempts to finish his sentences. Unable to maintain a conversation with her he finally gave up and returned to his friends. It wasn’t long before someone else took their chances with the girl but before they could even say hi they had tripped and split their drink over a bouncer. Naturally he got thrown out for being too drunk.
Finally Dave had had enough of screwing with other guys and decided to make his own move. He selected her as the apps target and issued his command.
“You will find the next guy to approach you unbelievable attractive.” Dave immediately handed me back my phone and approached her before anyone else could. By this stage the girl was bored to hell with the terrible guys trying to talk to her but that changed when she saw Dave’s face.
“Oh hey handsome,” she greeted. She was way out of his league yet she was already putty in his hands.
“Hey girl, how you doing?” Dave was putting on his best cool guy impression. It was a shame me and Dave had rendered ourselves immune to the effects of the app or I’d have used it to him to make him less nervous. I had the power to remove his previous order and make his victim see him for what he really was, but then I’d be robbing myself of the joy of seeing Dave screw it up himself. To my disappointment however the girl was blinded by Dave’s good looks. She didn’t see his many flaws and after a few minutes of talking Dave was back at the bar buying her a drink.
“This is my mate Joe,” Dave introduced us.
“Hiya, I’m Rachael.” So that was her name. “Your friend is sooo hot.” She was pretty drunk, I couldn’t blame her considering the calibre of guys that been speaking to her so far. I couldn’t say Dave was completely sober at this point either. He had been drinking a bit as well but was good at holding his drink. Dave and Rachael hit the dance floor and their performance was cringe worthy. They fell over a few times but were so drunk they didn’t realise just how sloppy their performance was.
“I’m gonna have to carry that mess home,” I groaned. Rachael’s friends were of the same mind. At the end of the night we both bundled our drunken friends into a cab and went our separate ways.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You head out the club that evening with Dave. He uses the app to screw with the competition then get friendly with the hottest girl around. Unfortunately he gets too drunk and at the end of the night you bundle him into a taxi to get him home.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|Day3Dave1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>That evening I put some thought about we’d we would try out tomorrow. The app had a lot of cool features, some I had yet to even touch. Most exciting of all was the prospect that it might get even more features for us to experiment with. However was it really okay to just experiment? What I had obtained was unquestionably a great power, so the real question was what I should be doing with it. Was it okay to just keep having fun or did I have a duty to try and use this power for the benefit of those around me. It was thoughts like those that kept my mind occupied that evening.
<<if $day1tf is "yes">>My thoughts drifted to what I'd done yesterday. The day didn't have to end just yet did it?<<endif>>
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>That evening you brainstorm some ideas about what to do with the app.<<endif>>
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[[Go to bed without using the app|Day3Morning]]
<<if $day1tf is "yes">>[[Use app on family again|Day2Family]]<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I couldn’t shake what had happened this afternoon from my head. Even later in the evening it was still bugging me. I didn’t understand what it was but something felt… strange. I couldn’t put what I was feeling any other way. I took out my phone and looked through the app, checking the descriptions of each function. While reading I noticed that I still had Cassidy’s image copied. On an impulse I reapplied it to myself. I changed into Cassidy and just like before I felt like a weight I didn’t know I was carrying was lifted from my shoulders.
“I don’t get it.” I felt a desire to stay like this but I didn’t understand why. I moved closer to the mirror and pressed my hand against my reflection. I just didn’t get it. Maybe it was just how a girl’s body felt. I decided to test my theory. I looked out of my window since there was a bus stop located close to my house. As luck would have it there was a girl my age standing there. I quickly captured her image then like I had done with Cassidy I applied it to myself. I looked at the face of a complete stranger in the mirror. It wasn’t just her face that was alien to me, her body also felt odd in a noticeably way. It wasn’t the type of thing I’d forget about and accidently walk out inside in like I had almost done with Cassidy’s body. I hit the undo button on the app which turned me back to Cassidy. I was about to hit it again to return myself back to normal but hesitated. I didn’t want to stop being her just yet. I set my phone down and looked at Cassidy’s face in the mirror again. Maybe a shower would help me clear my thoughts. I doubled checked the hall was clear then dove across into the bathroom at the end of the hall.
I turned the shower on and stepped in leaving my clothes on the floor. The feeling of the warm water running down my body was nice. The contours of my body guided the water down towards my nethers. I slid my hand down, <<click "brushing the entrance of my pussy.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/CassShower.png]]<</replace>><</click>> It felt sensitive but that just drove me to touch it more. Slowly I went from gently touching it, to caressing it, to inserting my finger inside. My wet finger went in effortlessly. It felt good. I slumped to the floor with my knees spread as a second finger entered. It felt so good, and it felt so natural.
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<<if $day1sx is "yes">>It was completely different to what I did yesterday. <<endif>>
A moan escaped my mouth but the noise of the shower hid it from anyone who might’ve been listening. It wasn’t the first moan, more followed as my fingers continued to stimulate my sex as the pleasure grew and grew. I passed the point of control and began ravishing my sex with fast finger movements. A third finger was plunged inside and my moans grew louder until finally I found what it was I was searching for. The orgasm hit and while it wasn’t overpowering, it left my mind in a place of complete bliss afterwards. I didn’t get why I loved this body so much, but I wanted to continue experiencing it. That night I barricaded my door to prevent anyone entering my room during the night because if they did they’d find the sleeping face of a blonde haired girl in my bed.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>That night you transfrom back into Cassdy. You don't understand why you find this body so welcoming. You head into the shower and masturbate as a girl which feels amazing. That night you go to sleep still inside Cassidy's body.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Day3Cassidy]]<<set $update3 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>When I fell asleep I suspected I might be awoken to the sound of my phone updating I wasn’t wrong. I grabbed my phone from my desk and looked at it with my tired eyes.
“Update installed,” I whispered then began reading the contents.
‘Ever looked at two strangers and wondered what their children would look like? Wonder no more! With the new Bio-Merge expansion to the copy feature you can now select two people and create an image constructed from them both! Also in this update is the new Personality feature. Have you created the perfect image but are having problems with what’s on the inside? Now with the Personality feature you can fix that!’
Change the inside?” Could I really do that? I launched the Reborn app to have a look. Both new options had appeared in the menus. As always I could target myself or another person.
The power to alter a person’s personality? That seemed like it was crossing a moral line but at the same time there was a lot of good it could do as well.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The next morning you awoke to find the app had updated. With the update comes the Bio-Merge and Personality changer.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|Day 2 Home Alt
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I decided I'd test the app on my family again. Should I copy <<click "Hana">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHana.png]]<</replace>><</click>> or <<click "Chloe">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewChloe.png]]<</replace>><</click>>?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decided to test the app on your family again.<<endif>>
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<<set $update3 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">><<set $fam = "no">>When I fell asleep I suspected I might be awoken to the sound of my phone updating I wasn’t wrong. I grabbed my phone from my desk and looked at it with my tired eyes.
“Update installed,” I whispered then began reading the contents.
‘Ever looked at two strangers and wondered what their children would look like? Wonder no more! With the new Bio-Merge expansion to the copy feature you can now select two people and create an image constructed from them both! Also in this update is the new Personality feature. Have you created the perfect image but are having problems with what’s on the inside? Now with the Personality feature you can fix that!’
Change the inside?” Could I really do that? I launched the Reborn app to have a look. Both new options had appeared in the menus. As always I could target myself or another person. The power to alter a person’s personality? That seemed like it was crossing a moral line but at the same time there was a lot of good it could do as well.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You awake to find the app has updated with two new features, bio-merge and personality modify.<<endif>>
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[[Head to school]]
<<set $update3 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I was surprised when I arrived at the classroom before Dave. He was usually dropped off at school by his mother in the morning, and due to the time her work started that was usually 15-20 minutes before my bus got there. It was very rare for me to arrive before he did. I checked my phone in case he had sent a message but there was nothing new.
Five minutes later with barely any time to spare before the first bell he finally showed up.
“You look like hell,” I immediately told him. Anyone within ten metres of him could tell he was hung over.
“What happened last night?” Did he drink so much he couldn’t remember? Well he was in a pretty bad state by the end of the night.
“You tried,” I joked.
“Can’t you use your magic thingy you make me feel better?”
“I could have but…” Our teacher walked past us and opened the door. “You arrived a bit too late.” Dave spent the whole morning suffering, doing his best to hide the fact he was hung over from the teachers. Fortunately both morning classes were ones he sat at the back.
Morning break arrived and we slipped away to find somewhere private.
“Hold still.” I targeted Dave with the app. There wasn’t anything as handy as a ‘cure hang over’ feature, so I just turned back the clock 24 hours in the hopes it would flush last night’s alcohol from his system.
“Wow… I’m cured!” Dave looked healthy as could be again. “That thing is so amazing.”
“It’s even more amazing, it updated again this morning. I now have the power to change people’s personalities and also I can fuse people together.”
“Holy shit, so you can fuse say Yumi and Mei into one person?” He seemed to misunderstand what I meant.
“No. I can take a copy of Chloe and fuse it with a copy of Mei to create a new image.”
“Oh… cool let’s try that then.” That would require capturing both Mei and Yumi’s image and I had no idea where either of them was at the moment.
“I have a class with both of them between now and lunch; I’ll capture their image and report back later.” Dave agreed with that plan of action.
At lunch I met up with Dave again in the gym storage just like yesterday.
“Mission complete, you ready for this?” I had the fusion of Mei and Yumi ready to go.
“Hit me,” Dave braced for some reason. I applied the fused image to him and watched as his body transformed into <<click "a girl">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/FusMeiYumi.png]]<</replace>><</click>> who wasn’t quite Mei and wasn’t quite Yumi.
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“How do I look?” He had no mirror but could tell his body was now a girl's.
“Your hair is green like Mei’s but you had streaks of Yumi kind of like highlights. You also have heterochromia in your eyes.” One eye was blue like Yumi and one green like Mei. Their features hadn’t really blended together as well as I’d hoped. I looked at the app and noticed there was an advanced menu to manually solve some of those issues.
“Joe I’ve an idea.” Oh boy here we go again. “We’ll find like the two hottest guys we can and fuse them together. That way I should be absolutely unresistable.”
“Irresistible dumbass. Anyway sure why not, if nothing else it should be entertaining like yesterday. So where are you going to find these two hot guys?”
“We’ll just fuse the two hottest guys in school. Derrick has had like 30 girlfriends…”
“So he claims,” I quickly added.
“Whatever, the girls say he’s hot so he’ll be number one.”
“And number two?”
“Mr Maxwell, the gym teacher. He’s got plenty of muscle and when the girls play sex, marry, kill they always pick Maxwell for sex.” Hypothetical questions were the bread and butter of girl talk. Well I knew who my targets were. I probably wouldn’t get a chance afterschool so I turned Dave back to normal then we split up in search of our targets.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You meet up with Dave the next morning. He is badly hung over. You let him suffer a little then cure him with the Reborn App. You tell him about the image merge feature and he suggests testing it on Mei and Yumi. After a successful test he suggests fusing the two hottest guys at school together and using that image to pick up girls. You decided to humour him and agree to help.<<endif>>
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[[Afterschool|Day3Dave2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I was the first to arrive at the gym storage and I had brought my lunch with me in case whatever Dave was planning took up all of lunch. During the morning break I had given him my phone as he wanted to surprise me with whateve he was planning. I was half-way through eating when the door opened again. I was expecting to see Dave but I was shocked when I saw it wasn't him.
“What are you doing eating in here Joe?” It was <<click "Ms Angela">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewAngela.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. What was she doing here? She wasn’t even a gym teacher.
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“Just eating, it’s quiet here.” Technically there wasn’t any rule that said I couldn’t be here anyway. It was best to not seem suspicious.
“You know you aren’t allowed in here,” she berated.
“There’s no rule against it.” She paused and was thinking about what to say next. Something felt odd. Then it hit me, there should have been only one person who knew I was here and he just happened to have the ability to turn into anyone he wanted.
“I’m waiting on Dave actually; he forgot to do his homework for your class and was going to come here to do in secret.” I watched closely to see how she reacted.
“Homework?” She legitmately paused to try and remember if she had given us anyway. "Did I did give us homework?" I wasn’t expecting that poor a response. It was definitely Dave I was speaking with. I went back to eating my lunch waiting on him to break.
“Anyway Joe, I…” Dave had realised the major flaw in his plan. If I actually believed that he was Ms Angela then whatever he had planned would go to waste. If he told me to leave and I left he’d have to come chasing after me.
“It’s me dumbass.” Dave finally broke. “I had you totally fooled.”
“Sure you did, you keep believing that. So why are you Ms Angela?”
“To have sex with her of course!” I didn’t expect anything else from him. He pulled out my phone but was obviously still unsure of how to work it. To help him I took it back from him.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You head to the gym to wait for Dave. Ms Angela suddenly shows up but you quickly realise it's actually Dave using her body.“To have sex with her of course!” I didn’t expect anything else from him. He pulled out my phone but was obviously still unsure of how to work it. To help him I took it back from him.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You head to the gym to wait for Dave. <<click "Ms Angela">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/?.png]]<</replace>><</click>> suddenly shows up but you quickly realise it's actually Dave using her body.
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[[Next|Day3GymP1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I turned Dave back to normal before changing myself into Ms Angela. I don’t think the feeling of having my body altered by the app was something I’d ever get used to.
“How do I look?” I asked with my new voice.
“Beautiful, man I can’t believe I get to bang the hottest teacher in school.” The way he looked at me made me feel like I really was just a piece of meat. He looked like a starving animal that had just been presented its first meal in days.
“So should we…” Suddenly he pounced pushing me over as he groped my breasts and ran his tongue down the side of my face. His hands squeezed me breasts and I barely managed to push him away before he tore open my blouse.
“Show some restraint, you’re like an animal!” Heck most animals had more composure than he did right now.
“Sorry, but when I thought about banging you my body moved on its own.” No wonder this guy couldn’t get a girlfriend. His level of restraint was non-existent. There was only one way to keep him from devouring me and that was to take command.
“Lay on your back,” I commanded. He obeyed and I unzipped his trousers to free his cock. “So this is your ‘monster’?” He made it out to be a lot bigger than it actually was. I gently put my hands around it and began moving them up and down. His member twitched in response to my hand job. The women in pornos normally spit first so that was what I did. I covered his dick with Ms Angela’s salvia to get it wet then carefully positioned myself <<click "ontop of him">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/DaveMsAngela2.png]]<</replace>><</click>>, rubbing my pussy against his shaft through the dark pantyhose.
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“Holy shit that feels good,” Dave cried as I rubbed up and down. I soon saw pre-cum leak from his tip. My own snatch was beginning to get wet as I teased Dave. I could probably make him ejaculate just like this but Dave had other ideas. His hands went for my hips and I heard a tearing sound as his aggressive grabbing tore open a hole in my pantyhose. Now there was just the fabric of my panties between him and me, or so I thought but as I was about to discover Ms Angela wasn’t as pure a woman as we thought. I felt Dave’s cock push against the lips of my pussy.
“Huh?” I felt down and realised that there hadn’t been anything beneath her pantyhose. Ms Angela was as they say, going commando.
“Holy shit that’s hot!” Dave realised this as well and it just made his sex-drive even higher which I didn’t think was possible. “I can’t hold back, I’m going in!” He had lost all self-restraint and rammed his throbbing cock into my pussy. He was inside me and his movements were creating a sensation I’d never experienced before. It felt weird and at first I wanted to stop but at the same time I wanted more. I moved my hips and he did so as well as I <<click "rode him">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/DaveMsAngela.png]]<</replace>><</click>> cowgirl style.
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“I can’t believe I’m really doing this!” Dave declared with joy as he continued to thrust into me.
“Those are my words!” I tried to think about how weird this situation was, but the pleasure from my pussy was drowning out my thoughts. Dave said something but I was too lost to register his words. Suddenly I felt something warm spray inside me but even that didn’t stop me. Ms Angela’s sex drive had taken over my mind. Dave was spent but I kept on going. With the assistance of my hands I increased the pleasure I was feeling until it was too much for me to handle and with a cry I experienced what it was like to have an orgasm as Ms Angela.
“Holy shit!” I cried as the pleasure of her body surpassed anything I’d ever felt before. I slumped to the side leaving behind a trail of Dave’s cum. We lay on the floor for a few minutes saying nothing before Dave finally got up. He picked up my phone and looked at the screen with a silly grin.
“I can have sex with anyone I want. Joe can this thing copy people on the TV or in magazines?”
“I doubt it, but I also haven’t tried.” The way the description worded the function however made me doubt that it could. I took my phone back from him and returned myself to normal, although to my displeasure I had to wipe Dave’s jizz from my crotch. I finished what was left of my lunch as Dave pulled out a picture of some supermodel from his pocket and tried to copy her image.
“No luck?” I could tell it wasn’t working.
“No. That’s a pity.” I could agree with that. I had a few celebrities I wouldn’t mind sticking my dick into.
“I can’t believe that Ms Angela doesn’t wear panties.” At least she hadn’t been wearing any when Dave had copied her image. Did she just forget or was there something more to it? I kind of wanted to know.
“I’m going to copy her image tomorrow and see if she is wearing any,” I explained to Dave. I was curious now.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You transform into Ms Angela and discover she isn't wearing panties. You then use her body to <<click "ride Dave's cock">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/DaveMsAngela.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day4AngelaRoute]]
<<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>My schedule for today aligned up perfectly with what I intended to do. I had a class with Ms Angela today and as luck would have it, it was the last class before morning break. As Ms Angela walked around in front of me pointing at the whiteboard I couldn’t help but let my eyes drift to her short skirt. Were there any panties beneath those opaque pantyhose today or was she going commando again? I couldn’t wait to find out. Finally the bell rang signalling the end of the class. Ms Angela reminded us about our homework then quickly left the room and I quickly followed. I had my phone in hand preparing to grab a quick picture of her but she was moving fast making it hard to get a clean photo without someone getting in the way. I wasn’t even sure where she was going, the staff room was in the other direction. I tailed her towards the rear of the school and took cover as she approached a door that led into the old school building. The old school building was kept locked and not used for anything but storage these days due to it being a general health hazard. That didn’t stop Ms Angela however as she slid a key into the lock and slid through the now unlocked doors. What was she up to? She locked the door behind her but fortunately I knew another way in. I quickly ran outside and snuck around to the side of the old building where I slid open one of the windows which had a broken lock. I kept low and moved quietly as I searched for where Ms Angela had gone. My ears picked up a noise from one of the old classrooms and I followed it. The door was slightly ajar so I peered inside.
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“I’m going to ruin my panties again.” <<click "I saw her.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/AngelaUnderdesk.png]]<</replace>><</click>> She was sitting at one of the old school desks with a hand inside her skirt moving around. “He just wouldn’t stop staring…” Was she talking about me? She must have noticed I was staring at her but I would have never imagined that this would be the result. She let out a gentle moan that confirmed she was masturbating. I couldn’t believe that this was Ms Angela but it had to be, I had followed her here from the classroom. She let out another moan as she began feeling what I had experienced yesterday. Was that why it felt so good to cum in her body? Was it because she had trained it well? I could feel my erection begging for attention as I watched Ms Angela.
“Am I a bad teacher?” I heard her ask herself. Was she unhappy that this is what got her off. "I... I shouldn't be doing this, its wrong but I can't stop." It was almost as if she was begging the empty room for help.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>That day you had a class with Ms Angela. After class you follow her to the old school building. There you witness <<click "masturbating.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/AngelaUnderdesk.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I kept silent and continued watching. It would be bad if she discovered I was here. She continued to gently moan as she played with herself under the desk. I wouldn’t have believed this was happening if it wasn’t for the fact I was witnessing it. I didn’t want to be caught so snuck away carefully. The bell rang shortly after I got back to the main building signalling the end of the morning break so I headed to class.
At lunch, me and Dave met up in the gym storage again.
“I discovered why Ms Angela had no panties on yesterday,” I explained to him. “She secretly masturbates in the old school building.” Dave looked at me with disbelief.
“Seriously? That’s unexpected, but it kind of makes me want to bang her even more. Quick turn into her again.”
“It’s my turn this time!” Well technically we were even now. Ms Angela was still the last person I had copied so we could turn into her if we wanted.
“How about we both turn into her? We could try having some girl on girl action.” For once Dave’s suggestion wasn’t idiotic. We had done it with him as the girl then me as the girl, why not experiment a little?
“Sure. Actually my phone updated this morning with two new features. The first allows me to manipulate memories and the second allows me to select multiple people as targets. I’ll test it by turning us both into Ms Angela simultaneously.” I did just that. Soon both Dave and I were twin copies of Ms Angela. It wasn’t long before we were both spread out on top of the gym mats naked with our faces in <<click "each other’s pussies.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/69Gym.png]]<</replace>><</click>> It was such a surreal and pleasurable thing. I toyed with Dave’s pussy but any stimulation I gave him he returned in kind. It became a race to see who could make the other cum first but with both of us in the same body using the same techniques on each other the ultimate result was a tie. I hit my climax and cried out in harmony with Dave whose pleasure matched mine. It was truly blissful.
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“You know, we could make a lot of money doing this. We invest in some recording equipment and set up a porn site where we are both the managers and porn stars.” With every good idea Dave had there was always a bad one to follow it up.
“I don’t think it’s as easy as that.” I knew for a fact it wasn’t as easy as that, especially in this country that had a number of laws regarding porn distribution. Plus being a porn star wasn’t all about good looks and sex.
“I guess not, so who next on our ‘to-be & to-do’ list?”
“The what?”
“To-be & to-do. Who are we gonna be while we do each other?” That was a big question. I first had to decide what we were going to do. Our last three fuck sessions were fun but which one did I enjoy the most?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You silently watch then sneak away before she spots you. At lunch you and Dave try something new. You both turn into Ms Angela and eat <<click "each other out.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/69Gym.png]]<</replace>><</click>> Afterwards you think back and decide on what kind of sex you enjoyed most.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I think you’re a great teacher and that there is nothing wrong with you,” I announced standing up. Ms Angela was shocked to see I was there and immediately tried to hide what I had already seen.
“Joe! How long have you been there?”
“That’s not important. What I want to say is that you’re hobby is perfectly normal.” Pretty erotic actually but I don’t think she wanted to hear that.
“You don’t know anything. I’m a teacher! A teacher who gets off from people staring at her and masturbates in secret at school.” She was clearly very ashamed.
“It’s nothing to be ashamed about.”
“It absolutely is.” She wasn’t making this easy. Time to try a different approach.
“Do you like being ashamed? Is that why you do it?” My words took her off-guard. She looked at me unsure of how to answer that question. It was like it was her duty to deny it but something inside he wanted to confess and was forcing its way out. I decided to help it out by targeting Ms Angela with the app’s personality modifier to make her more honest.
“I’ll ask again, do you like feeling ashamed?”
“Yes, I know it’s wrong but I love it. I like it when people stare at my legs and my ass. I love when their have erotic expressions on their faces as they imagine me naked. It makes me just want to drop onto my knees and masturbate right in front of them!” That was what I wanted to hear. I returned her to normal but she still had more to stay.
“But most of all, I love it when they can’t escape. People can avert their eyes, but if they are trapped in the room with me then their gaze will always return. That’s why I became a teacher, so that everyday I’d have a bunch of captive students watching me, unable to look away as I taught. It turns me on so much watching you boys trying to resist your teenage urges as you remain seated unable to escape me.” I had opened the floodgates and it was too late to close them.
“Regardless of your intentions you’ve not actually done anything wrong,” I reassured her. That was technically true. The law didn’t forbid people from having dirty thoughts or masturbating in private while at school. “It’s not like anyone is being harmed, you get to do what you enjoy and we get to watch. After a gruelling class with Mrs Clark I think everyone looks forward to having something pleasant to look at.”
“Do you honestly believe that?” My words were finally getting through to her.
“Absolutely.”
“Then prove it. Come back here afterschool today.” The bell to signal the end of the morning break rang out.
“I’ll be there.” I had a good feeling about this. First however I had to decide what to do with Dave.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You announce yourself by reassuring Ms Angela she isn't a bad teacher. She isn't easy to convince though. She asks you to prove it by coming back here after school. First you have to decde what to do with Dave.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>This was too erotic to ignore. I unzipped my trousers and began masturbating as Ms Angela did the same on the other side of the door. I listened to her as I stroked my shaft as I had done many times in my bedroom. I couldn’t deny I had thought about Ms Angela on a couple of those occasions but this was the first time she was actually nearby. It felt way better than normal as a result. I kept on going until the pressure in my throbbing dick hit its peak and I unleashed my load into a tissue.
“That was good,” I whispered. Ms Angela was still going but had slowed down. Maybe she was almost done. I should go before she sees me. I silently rolled away and stuffed my tissue into the nearest bin on my way out. I arrived back in the main building as the bell rang out so I headed to my next class.
At lunch Dave and I met up in the gym storage again.
“I discovered why Ms Angela had no panties on yesterday,” I explained to him. “She secretly masturbates in the old school building.” Dave looked at me with disbelief.
“Seriously? That’s unexpected, but it kind of makes me want to bang her even more. Quick turn into her again.”
“It’s my turn this time!” Well technically we were even now. Ms Angela was still the last person I had copied so we could turn into her if we wanted.
“How about we both turn into her? We could try having some girl on girl action.” For once Dave’s suggestion wasn’t idiotic. I did enjoy a bit of lesbian porn, few men didn’t but I never thought I’d find myself in a position to experience that myself.
“Sure. Actually my phone updated this morning with two new features. The first allows me to manipulate memories and the second allows me to select multiple people as targets. I’ll test it by turning us both into Ms Angela simultaneously.” I did just that. Soon both Dave and I were twin copies of Ms Angela. We stripped down and tossed our belongings into a pile by the door. It wasn’t long before we were both spread out on top of the gym mats with our <<click "faces in each other’s pussies.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/69Gym.png]]<</replace>><</click>> It was such a surreal and pleasurable thing. I toyed with Dave’s pussy but any stimulation I gave him he returned in kind. It became a race to see who could make the other cum first as we ignored everything else to just focus on that. With both of us in the same body using the same techniques on each other however we ultimately both hit our peak at the same time. I hit my climax and cried out in harmony with Dave whose pleasure matched mine. It was truly blissful.
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“Lunch will be over soon. Let’s return to normal.” I rolled off the gym mat and fished for my phone in the discarded clothes where I had left it. “Huh?” I tossed each item of clothing into the corner but I couldn’t find it. I was sure I put it here and Dave was naked so he obviously didn’t have it.
“What’s up?” He asked peering over.
“My phone is gone!” How could it be gone? The only possibility was that someone had snuck into the gym while we were having sex. I looked at the door and saw it was open slightly. I ran to the door and swung it open. Suddenly someone shoved my chest knocking me backwards as two disgusted eyes set their sights on me.
“You two…” It was Ms Angela, the real Ms Angela. She had one hand clenched in a fist and the other holding my phone. “So you think it is okay to spy on me and use my body as your plaything?” She was pissed, more pissed than I had ever seen her. It was fine though, I just needed to take my phone back then use the memory feature to erase what she knew of this.
“We can explain,” Dave pleaded but she wasn’t listening.
“Don’t worry; I get what is going on. You two love my body so much that simply watching me isn’t enough. I saw you watching me Joe, I don’t mean in class I mean in the old school building.” She pressed a button on my phone. Dave and I were turned back to normal but she wasn’t through. While we had our faces buried in each other’s pussies she had been reading through the apps features learning how to use them.
“I command both of you two to obediently get on all fours like dogs.” Our bodies were compelled to follow with her command. I felt compelled to do as she said as was Dave. We were both on our hands and knees as she looked down on us.
“We’re sorry!” Dave pleaded.
“That’s easy to say once you’ve been caught. As your teacher I bear some responsibility for this. However I know from experience how hard it is to drill anything into your heads which is why I’ll be using ‘this’ as a teaching aid during our private lessons.” By ‘this’ she meant my phone. I felt an overbearing sense of dread as she began scrolling through the apps options again. I knew I had to do something but I couldn’t rid myself of the desire to remain on all fours.
“First thing is first, you will both obey me, you will not tell anyone about our private lessons, you will not try use force against me, you will not…” She continued giving us orders that we couldn’t disobey. At first I thought she was merely going to try to turn us into ideal students but that changed when she gave her final order.
“And finally, neither of you will masturbate unless I am present.”
“What? That’s unfair!” Dave cried. I stayed silent. If I could bide my time and get my phone back then I’d be able to turn this situation around. The worst thing she could do was outright forbid me from touching me phone. Fortunately all the demands she had given thus far had taken their toll on the battery. My phone died before she could issue anymore orders into our brains.
“Hmm that’s a shame. Fortunately my first order still stands. Both of you will come to the old school building today after school. Don’t be late and remember, don’t tell anyone.” She left with those words.
“What do we do?” Dave cried once she was gone.
“What can we do? We obey her and wait until her guard is down then turn it around on her. Don’t do anything to provoke her into making this worse.” I could only hope that Dave wouldn’t screw us both over. If he had never copied Ms Angela in the first place this wouldn’t have happened.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You jack off to Ms Angela. Later you tell Dave all about it. You both then turn into her and <<click "do it ">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/69Gym.png]]<</replace>><</click>>on the gym mats.<div id="imago"></div>
When you finish you discover Ms Angela caught you and stole your phone. She uses it to order you both to visit her in the old school building after school.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“You can be whoever you want, but I’m staying a man.” Being a girl had been fun but I definitely preferred to be the one with the dick.
“Well… If I must admit you dick did feel pretty dam good.” Dave was on board as well. We didn’t have time for another round today.
“How about you come round to mine afterschool tomorrow?” I suggested. “My house will be empty from 7 onwards.” Hana was going out camping with her gymnastics friends, and my Dad and Chloe had been invited out to some big drinking party. They wouldn’t be home until after midnight. Dave and I would have plenty of time to ‘hang out’.
“Sounds good.” With that it was settled.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell Dave that you're going as a guy. He wants to continue however so decides the take on the role of the woman. You invite him to your house tomorrow afterschool.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t want to admit that I liked the feeling of having my pussy stuffed but out of the three times we did it the second one was definitely my favourite.
“Joe?” Dave waved his hand to grab my attention. “Oh? Could it be you were so impressed with my dick that you want to go for another round?”
“I wouldn’t put it like that…” But he was right. I definitely preferred to be a girl but doing it with another woman just wasn’t the same as having a man at the helm.
“How about you come round to mine afterschool tomorrow?” I suggested. “My house will be empty from 7 onwards.” Hana was going out camping with her gymnastics buddies, and my Dad and Chloe had been invited out to some big drinking party. They wouldn’t be home until after midnight. We’d have plenty of time to ‘hang out’.
“Sounds good.” With that it was settled.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You admit that being fucked by Dave's hot was the best of the three experiences. You invite him round to your place tomorrow afterschool.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“What we just did for sure. The other two felt good but nothing beats having a partner who is feeling the same thing you are.” There wasn’t any competition. The experienced shared between two women trumped what it was like when either party was a man. Eating Dave out while he did the same to me was just unbeatable.
“How about you come round to mine afterschool tomorrow?” I suggested. “My house will be empty from 7 onwards.” Hana was going out camping with her gymnastics buddies, and my Dad and Chloe had been invited out to some big drinking party. They wouldn’t be home until after midnight. We’d have plenty of time to ‘hang out’.
“Sounds good.” With that it was settled.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>
You confirm your decision. Nothing beats sex between two women. You invite Dave round your house tomorrow after school.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>At lunch Dave pestered me to come to the gym storage room again with him but I refused. Unfortunately that wasn’t enough for him. His pestering turned into threatening to tell other people about the app so I did the only logical thing; I erased his memory of it.
“Oh you guys are joining us again,” remarked Mei as me and Dave sat down at the lunch table.
“No Kyoko?” I dodged the question by noting the absence of girl who was usually badgering Mei.
“She’s been absent, no idea why.” It was hard to imagine Kyoko falling ill due to how lively she usually was.
“So where were you two the past two days?” Mei pulled us back to the topic I wanted to avoid.
“Man stuff. We were eating our lunch in the gym storage while we discussed some private things,” Dave replied. I knew this question might come up so had prepared for it. Using the app’s new Memory Alteration function I gave Dave some fake memories to replace the ones I had erased. He was none the wiser about what was really going on. It was almost like things had gone back to normal, but they hadn’t because after school Ms Angela would be waiting for me.
I was the first to arrive at the old classroom where I had spoken with Ms Angela. She probably had some teacher duties to attend to first. Five minutes passed, then ten, then fifteen. Did she forget or was she standing me up? I continued waiting for her until finally twenty minutes after school ended she finally showed up.
“You actually came.” She sounded surprised by that.
“I said I would so I did. So what can I help you with?”
“No. This isn’t about you helping me, it’s about me helping you.” She stepped over to the teachers table and grabbed a stick of chalk. These old classrooms lacked the modern technology the rooms in the main building had.
“Do you know your grades are frequently the lowest in the year? Even Dave seems to put more effort in than you. Get your books out.”
“Why?”
“So you can learn. Even you aren’t that thick.” How had I managed to rope myself into this? I took my books as Ms Angela began drawing on the chalkboard. Well at least I had something nice to look at. Her ass was in full view and I didn’t have to worry about a classmate figuring out what I was looking at. It was in that moment I figured out why I was here. She wanted me to look at her. I looked up and saw a gleam in the corner of her eye. She knew I was watching her and she was enjoying it. I had the power to make things more entertaining though.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You give Dave some new memories so he no longer knows about the Reborn app. Later you go to the old classroom where Ms Angela explains she'll give you some private lessons to improve your grades. You ponder using the app to make things more interesting.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I decided to make things more interesting. I took out my phone and opened up the Reborn app. Being able to stare at her as much as I wanted was nice but I wanted to spice things up a little.
“I hope you’re not taking pictures of me,” she warned. In a normal class she’d had snatched the phone right out my hand, maybe she was secretly hoping I was taking pictures but I had something else in mind. I clicked on the ‘Personality’ option and began scrolling the options until I found the one I wanted. A slider labelled ‘horniness’ open up. I slid it up to the maximum value and applied the change. The effect that had on Ms Angela was soon visible. Her began breathing lustfully and was wiggling her ass like a cat in heat. She had stopped writing on the board as her thoughts become consumed with thoughts of sex. Right now she was carving something to fill up her pussy and luckily for me my dick was the best thing around.
“I can’t take it.” Ms Angela dropped the stick of chalk and stripped. She began rubbing her pussy right in front of me. She slid onto the ground with her one hand on her chest and the other deep inside her moist fuckshole. She saw me watching but she didn’t stop, if anything her fingers <<click "began moving faster.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/AngelaAni.gif]]<</replace>><</click>>
<div id="imago"></div>“I can’t stop, it’s so good.” She arched her back and cried out as she hit her orgasm but even that wasn’t enough to quench her thirst. She looked at me with hungry eyes and made her way towards me. Her hand went beneath the table and grabbed my hard rock.
“You want it too Joe, I know you do you dirty boy.” The app’s power had rid her of her normal reason. She unzipped my trousers and pulled them off me along with my underwear. Naturally I had no intention of pushing her away. Her head went under the table and I felt her lips wrap around my shaft as her tongue teased my dick.
“You’re good at this,” I complemented as she made my dick feel amazing.
“I’ll teach you what sex is really about.” She already was. She was making my dick feel better than it ever had before. I couldn’t believe it was even possible to feel this good. Foreplay wasn’t what she wanted from me though.
“I think you’re ready for a real lesson.” She took her head out from under the table and lent forward on her sturdier teacher’s desk with her ass in the air. I stood up, pulled down her underwear and placed my hands on her hips before shoving my shaft <<click "into her drenched pussy">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/AngelaAss.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. She began moving her hips and I did so as well.
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“Holy fuck!” This was nothing like what had happened between me and Dave when he had been in Cassidy’s body. This was a whole new experience. Ms Angela was right, I had no idea what sex really was until now.
“Yes that’s it! Keep going,” she cried as I continued to thrust into her. Cassidy may have been tight, but it felt like Ms Angela’s pussy was trying to wrap around my dick and pull it in deeper. It was unbelievable.
“Where did you learn to fuck like this?” I cried.
“I had a good teacher,” she replied. I couldn’t hold on much longer but I did my best to hold my load. I didn’t want to cum first but with each thrust it became harder.
“I’m ready, fill me up with your filthy cum!” That was my signal. The moment I ceased restraining myself my cock exploded. I squeezed her ass as semen erupted into her womb and with a lustful cry her pussy clenched hard as also hit her climax. I fell back onto my chair as cum continued to dribble from my tip and from her pussy.
“That was amazing.” I felt exhausted. I knew that what I had just experienced would be hard to top. Ms Angela was still leaning over the table. She recovered before I did and looked at my hungrily.
“I don’t think my dick can handle another round.” I had gone flaccid after unleashing such a huge load. Ms Angela however was still horny as before.
“We aren’t done; you’re going to keep going until I’m fully satisfied.” That might be impossible. I quickly grabbed my phone to undo the previous change. Her horniness returned to normal levels. Her lustful eyes began to turn into disgusted ones.
“What did I just do?” She was coming to terms with what had happened. She must be ashamed for having sex with a student. I felt sorry for her.
“Why did I do it with a failure like you of all people? I have better standards than that.” And suddenly I no longer felt sorry. It wasn’t because I was student she was regretting what had happened, it was because I was me. I’ll show her. With the app I made a few other adjustments to what she thought about me.
“It’s because you love me,” I explained to her once I was done. She looked at me and those disgusted eyes quickly changed. She suddenly found her infatuated with me. My appearance, my personality and my voice, she had fallen deeply in love with them all.
“Oh Joe, I’m sorry I don’t know why I said those things. I love you more than I could ever love anyone. I’ll do anything for you.” It had worked. She was like putty in my hands now. I could ask her to do anything and she’d willingly obey. I was getting hard again. Time for round two but this time we’d take things a little slower.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use the app to make her incredibly horny. She is unable to resist and starts <<click "masturbating.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/AngelaAni.gif]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago"></div>
That isn't enough for her, she needs something to fill her up and your dick is the best tool around. She lets you <<click "fuck her">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/AngelaAss.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and its the best sex you've ever had.
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Things were already heading in an interesting direction and I was curious where we’d end up. I always had the app to fall back on but for now I wanted to see what Ms Angela had planned.
“Are you following this Joe?” She asked.
“No, let me move closer to the board.” I shuffled my desk and chair forward until I was merely a metre from the board. Now I had an even better view of Ms Angela’s curvy figure.
“That’s a bit too close,” she commented.
“Well if you want me to be further away that’s fine, but then I won’t be able to see you as well.” My comment amused her and she went back to working the chalk. Using blackboards was such an inefficient way to teach compared to the technology back in the main building. Still this old building was the only place we were assured privacy which I needed if I was going to enjoy this to the fullest. Once she finished writing on the board she began explaining it in detail. She gave me some examples and since she was focusing solely on me I couldn’t daydream like I normally did. Unfortunately I still have some problems with the examples she had given me.
“Are you done yet?” She asked after ten minutes of me being stuck on a question.
“No, I just don’t get this.” She stepped over and leaned down beside me to look at the question. My eyes drifted to her bosom that was inches from my face.
“Oh I see,” she began explaining the question but it was hard to focus with her so close. Jeez I had been in her body before; this should be nothing for me.
“Do you get it now?”
“Y-yeah.” She knew I was lying.
“Are you getting nervous?” She whispered into my ear. She had realised that being this close to me was having an effect on my sex drive. “Maybe if you do well I’ll reward you.”
“That sounds like a bet.” One that might have a big payoff.
“How about if I win you have to do anything I want?”
“And if I win, ‘you’ have to do anything ‘I’ want.” Naturally neither of us would tell the other what our intention was until after we had won. “I just remembered, there is going to be a surprise quiz in class tomorrow. If you get within the top 10 you win, but if you don’t I win.” The top ten? There were thirty people in that class but then again I was the only one who knew the quiz was coming up. That gave me a huge advantage.
“Agreed.” With that the private lesson came to an end. It was time to head home but my thoughts were on the test tomorrow.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to see where this is going. Ms Angela continues to give you a private lesson, saying nothing about you staring at her ass. At the end she informs you that there will be a surprise test in class tomrrow. She wagers you a bet that if you do well she'll let you give her any request.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I normally detested the idea of staying behind on a Friday but today I was glad to be doing it. I arrived at the old school building and sitting waiting for me was my love slave.
“Did I keep you waiting?” I put on my best gentleman impression but really it didn’t matter. In Ms Angela’s eyes I was always the perfect gentleman.
“Every moment I’m not with you burns my heart but it’s all worth it when we are able to reunite. Should we start the lesson?” Ms Angela would be giving me another private lesson and for once I felt like paying attention. I took some notes as she taught me and I had a feeling what she was teaching me would be crucial for passing the next test she gave. Maybe I should make all my teachers my love puppets. School would be pretty easy but then again, having multiple people absolutely in love with you might cause some jealously issues between them. For now I’d be happy with just Ms Angela. Her teaching was great but it was what came after that really motivated me.
“It’ll be Saturday tomorrow, we might not see each other again until Monday,” I explained towards the end of the lesson. “Maybe that’s too long, I might lose interest.” It was such a pathetic lie but in her current state Ms Angela believed it.
“You’ll lose interest in me? Then I’ll just need to make sure you get enough of me to cover for the weekend.” She began unbuttoning her blouse. Love really was a dangerous weapon. Soon her lips were around my cock getting things ready for the main course.
“Let’s try something a little different today,” I suggested eyeing her back passage. Most men had trouble convincing their lover to experiment with anal sex, but when your partner was incapable of saying no to you it was a lot easier. I pulled down Ms Angela’s panties and bent her over the table like yesterday. I gently eased my shaft in, letting her ass get used to <<click "having me inside it. ">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/AngelaAss.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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Once she relaxed I began thrusting, getting a rhythm going as she began moaning. I couldn’t help but imagine just how jealous my friends would be if they knew what I was doing. The hottest teacher in school and I could have her anyway I wanted. This was the school-life I’d always dreamed off.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Afterschool on Friday you meet up with Ms Angela again in the old classroom. She says how much being away from you pained her heart. Since she will never say no you decide to try <<click "her ass">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/AngelaAss.png]]<</replace>><</click>> today.
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[[Next Day|Day5AngelaTest]]<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I walked out of Ms Angela’s classroom with sweat on my brow. That test was brutal, even with all the studying I had done last night.
“Can you believe that? I don’t think we even covered that last question.” I heard my classmates whispering which gave me some relief about my score. Then my eyes drifted to Yumi who looked impartial which was never a good sign. Her scores were hard to beat even in her weaker subjects. Ms Angela would let me know the result later since I had another private lesson with her this afternoon. I hoped she was fair with her marking and didn’t lower my score just to ensure I lost the bet. I spent the rest of the school day worrying about my score. Normally I forgot about a test the moment I left the classroom, it was spilt milk at that point but today I just couldn’t stop worrying. What would she ask me to do? I prepared for the worse. When the final bell rang and my classmates all gave praise to the freedom of the weekend, I headed nervously to the old school building.
When I arrived Ms Angela was already sitting in her seat with my test paper in front of her.
“I’m here,” I announced as I entered. Her expression didn’t give away what the result was. “So how did I do?” I asked.
“I haven’t marked yours yet. I was waiting for you to arrive.” She lowered her eyes to my test paper and began striking it with a marker. Waiting for her to finish was hell but finally she set down the pen.
“Only 22 out of 40 marks.” That didn’t sound good; I had to bet that everyone scored poorly.
“And what did I need?”
“Well, sadly nobody knew what they were doing, you got seventh.” I cheered inside. “Maybe I should give some warning to them next time.” I wasn’t listening anymore. I was happy that I had actually scored well for once. I almost forgot about the bet.
“As par our agreement, you get one request.” What should I use it on?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You pass the test thus win the bet. You get one request to give Ms Angela.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I want you to continue teaching me, but only wearing your underwear.” That would be something we’d both enjoy. Naturally she was at first against the idea, but considering I could have asked her for anything she came round and began stripping.
“Is this good enough?” She was stood in front of my now in just a <<click "red bra and matching panties.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/AngelaUnderwear.png]]<</replace>><</click>> They had some lovely stitch work but disappointingly weren’t very erotic.
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“Teach away.” I leaned back and took in the sights as she began reading from a textbook. I noticed a small damp patch seeping through her panties. Just as I thought she was getting turned on by this as well. Her mind and body really did have different opinions.
“Your panties will end up ruined like this, maybe you should take them off?” That wasn’t part of the bet but she after a brief hesitation did as I asked. She also unclipped her bra and put it in the pile with the rest of her clothes. Her nipples soon hardened but was it the exposure to the cold air or because she was getting turned on? Going by the fluids leaking out of her pussy I would guess the latter. She went to write something on the board but dropped the chalk. She hesitated for a moment then bent down to pick it up. I got a perfect view of her round ass and my dick got hard as I looked at the hole it very much wanted to be inside. Her ass was just hanging there, her pussy begging to be filled. I began to get up but suddenly Ms Angela stood up again and I quickly sat down again.
“Where were we?” She continued the lesson. I soon learned that while she loved to be watched, she’d deny me of any attempt to do more than that. A part of why she loved to be watched was the tease of it all. I could get within inches of her naked body I was always denied the chance to do more than that. This was how things continued. My grades of course improved and the private lessons were the best I’d ever had but I always left hoping that one day I’d be able to take things further. That day came when she made me an offer I couldn't refuse.
"If you get within the top 5 during the final exam I'll let you have me anyway you want." With the apps power I could easily achieve that, but little did I know at the time that I wouldn't have the app forever.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You give her your request and she fulfils it by teaching the lesson in just <<click "her underwear.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/AngelaUnderwear.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago"></div>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“How about you teach me about the female body?” Sure I’d already experienced what I was like to be in her body, but that by no means made me an expert.
“I’m not a biology teacher.”
“But you’re a woman.” She realised what it was that I wanted. It wasn’t long before she was sitting on the teacher’s desk with her legs spread.
“Well these are my breasts…”
“I know what they are; teach me something about them that I don’t know.” This was fun. “I can’t really see them because of your clothes.” She slowly unbuttoned as I continued starring at her. She slid out of her blouse and unclipped her bra. Now nothing was hidden.
“They feel really good when you rub them here.” <<click "She demonstrated">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/AngelaTea.png]]<</replace>><</click>> by kneading her nipples between her fingers. I watched as they hardened making a note to try that technique out for myself later.
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She continued teasing her breasts before moving onto her pussy. The lower half of her clothing came off as she spread her legs and used her fingers to open up her folds. I could see her pink interior that was glistening with her juices. I wanted to plunge my tongue into her but as my face grew closer a hand suddenly pushed my forehead.
“This isn’t a practical lesson,” she teased pushing me away. My erection throbbed at being denied access but the lesson wasn’t over yet. She began rubbing her clit in a sensual way and her moans made it clear she was feeling very good.
“If you rub them both together then things get really intense.” She toyed with her clit and breasts simultaneously as erotic moans filled the small classroom. I wanted her so bad but if I made a move she stop and push me away again. Her juices were soaking the table and then came an eruption. As she hit her climax a spray of clear juices splashed across my face as she came. I had no idea Ms Angela could squirt like that, it hadn't happened when I was in her body. She arched backwards as her pussy twitched from the orgasm. I was sure as hell glad I wasn’t locked in my male body, forever unable to experience what she just had. Even though she denied me the chance to touch her during the lesson, I was able to touch her all I wanted at home. In the privacy of my bedroom I copied both her appearence and her actions. I let myself fall into the world of sexual bliss as I put what she had taught me to good use.
On Monday I learned that while she loved to be watched, she’d deny me of any attempt to do more than that. A part of why she loved to be watched was the tease of it all. I hoped that I could change that but no matter how close I got she’d always ensure there was some distance between us so that we were never touching. Her teasing left me hard and unsatisfied so I had to relieve myself when I got home everyday.
I realised that I was just like a donkey chasing a carrot hanging from a stick. I could get as close as I wanted to Ms Angela but never reach her, that was until she made me an offer I couldn't refuse.
"If you get within the top 10 during the final exam I'll let you have me anyway you want." With the apps power I could easily achieve that, but little did I know at the time that I wouldn't have the app forever.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You give her your request and she fulfils it, teaching you all about the <<click "female body's">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/AngelaTea.png]]<</replace>><</click>> erogenous zones. Afterwards she makes you a bet that if you get within the top 10 during the final exam you can have her anyway you want.
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Another day another lesson done. I was beginning to get used to this old classroom. I packed up my bags as Ms Angela cleared the board. Each day that top 5 spot on the finals seemed more likely.
“Shall we go?” During our time together Ms Angela had discovered where I live and since we both left school at the same time these days she would drive me home. It was easier than walking or paying for a regular bus. We left the classroom but blocking our path to the exit was a strange woman I’d never seen before. <<click "Her white hair">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHunter.png]]<</replace>><</click>> partially obstructed one of her red eyes that were watching me closely.
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“Excuse me, are you meant to be here?” Ms Angela knew she wasn’t a member of staff so shouldn’t have been on school grounds.
“I have permission from the right people to be in the right places. Now would you kindly step aside, my business is with him and I don’t like involving extras.”
“What do you want with Joe?” Ms Angela wasn’t budging. Infact she was now standing between us.
“He has something he shouldn’t have. I’m here to get it back.” Ms Angela looked at me then back at the mysterious woman.
“Do you know what she is talking about Joe?”
“No. I’ve never met her before.” I was glad to have Ms Angela on my side now. Before she wouldn't have hestitated to take the side of a stranger over me.
“Oh perhaps I should make myself clearer, Joe, I want your phone and its power and you will give them both to me.” My phone? But it wasn’t stolen. I had some pirated music on it but who didn't? By its power did she mean the Reborn App?
“Do you mean the Reborn App?” I asked her.
“Yes, now hand it over and perhaps I’ll show you mercy.” That threat didn’t go down well with Ms Angela.
“Hold on! I won’t let you threaten one of my students. If Joe took something he shouldn’t have I’ll ensure he returns it. As his teacher I’ll take responsibility for his poor behaviour.” That was kind of her to say but I needed to clear up that I hadn’t stolen anything.
“I didn’t steal it; it just showed up on my phone.” I hadn’t really used it much recently either. I was satisfied with how things were right now.
“This is becoming a headache, just hand it over!” Ms Angela looked like she was ready to leap to my defence but this woman looked dangerous. It was best to do as she said before someone got hurt. I took my phone from my pocket and kicked it across the floor to her. Immediately she bent down and picked it up. She looked at Ms Angela who was still standing between us. She looked like she still wanted to pick a fight but not with Ms Angela.
“I guess this will do.” She walked away taking my phone with her. Later we’d fine my phone crushed in the carpark. I’d never see the Reborn App again but fortunately I’d never see that woman again either.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Your private lessons continue for a while until one day you are confront by <<click "Hunter">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHunter.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. Ms Angela defends you and Hunter leaves after destroying your phone.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I was the first arrive at the old school building and went straight for the classroom where I had witnessed Ms Angela masturbating. I waited and soon Dave appeared along with Ms Angela. His expression didn’t give me high hopes that he had listened to what I told him before.
“The lessons haven’t even started and already I find myself needing to enforce stricter discipline,” Ms Angela sighed.
“What did you do?” I spat at Dave. He had definitely done something.
“I tried to take back your phone but... I forgot the battery was dead.” That moron.
“Dave was surprisingly quick, I didn’t expect him to strike when he did. If the phone had been switched on he might have used it against me. The mere fact he made a mistake so idiotically stupid however reinforces the need for these private lessons.” How could that idiot forget such an important detail? I could guess at that point Ms Angela simply told Dave to give her back the phone and since we couldn’t disobey her he had done just that. The only bright side was that since she also couldn’t use the phone she couldn’t implant another command into our brains.
“Well take a seat; it’s time for the first lesson.” We could only obey so we both sat down and Ms Angela began teaching. I thought it might be like a regular lesson but it wasn’t.
“Dave, while I admire you dedication to staring at my legs I’d prefer if you focused on the lesson at hand. Now, using the example I just gave you pick out an improper use of a pronoun.”
“Um… Her’s?” That was a more pathetic guess than the one I made on the day this all started. Ms Angela wasn’t impressed.
“If you want to insult me, be aware there will be consequences.” Ms Angela pulled from her bag a small bag of ice. “Shove this down your underwear and keep it there until you get an answer right.”
“What? But it’s cold!” Dave protested but he couldn’t disobey her. He shoved the freezing bad down the front of his trousers and shivered as it touched his nethers.
“That is a mere demonstration of what is to come. You two would be wise to start learning fast or else.” With that we both did our absolute best to answer correctly in fear of what would happen if we didn’t. After a gruelling hour she finally let us both go, but today’s after school lesson was only the beginning. She ordered us to come back tomorrow, suggesting that we study. I don’t know about Dave but I didn’t want to disobey her.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You go to the old classroom where you caught her masturbating. Held hostage by the app she starts teaching you and Dave in the hopes of boosting you grades.<<endif>>
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<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Dave and I returned to the old school building the next day for another private lesson. This time when we arrived Ms Angela was already waiting for us. I noticed that next to her desk was a large duffle bag. That was concerning.
“Good afternoon boys, today we’ll be trying to improve your maths grades. You see this app has a handy little feature that allows me to copy my fellow teachers’ memories so everything Mrs Clark knows I now know.” Ms Angela must have been able to charge my phone.
"Why not give us that knowledge then?” Dave suggested.
“Yes I could, but my goal isn’t simply to help you pass your exams but also teach life skills. You are lazy, perverted and disobedient. I intend to correct all of those flaws.”
“But you could use the app to do that.” I knew what Dave was suggesting was true. Ms Angela could easily adjust our personalities to turn us into ideal students, then erase our memories so we had no idea any of this had ever happened. The fact she hadn’t meant that wasn’t just about us, she was getting something out of this as well.
“Now let’s get started, oh but first…” She ducked behind the table and fished something out from her bag. “You’ll be wearing these.” Two black leather devices were dropped on the table with a clank. It took me a second to realise they were <<click "chastity belts">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Cbelt.png]]<</replace>><</click>> designed for men.
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“You can’t be serious!” Dave protested.
“I command you both to wear them.” We couldn’t disobey. We both stood up and lifted off the table what most considered a torture device. Ms Angela watched us as we dropped our trousers and strapped ourselves into the devices. She didn’t need a key to lock them, she targeted us with the app and said “You are not to remove those without my permission, nor are you to tell anyone about them.” The lesson continued soon after with the uncomfortable belts now restraining us. They were uncomfortable and to make matters worse Ms Angela was moving her fine ass erotically as she taught the lesson.
“Now Joe what can you tell me about that equation?” She asked leaning over me. It was hard to concentrate with her so close. My eyes wondered to her breasts and me cock began to get hard. That was when I realised the true nature of these devices. The cock rings squeezed my shaft as it got hard causing me painful discomfort.
“Joe I’m waiting for an answer.” I tried focusing on what was written on the board but it made no sense. Her hand touched my shoulder and my dick got harder making concentrating even harder.
“I see, you don’t know. What about you Dave?” Dave didn’t have a clue either. Ms Angela returned to the front of the room and struck the desk with the riding crop she had also brought with her.
“It seems I have a long way to go with you two. Perhaps we need to extend our lessons.” We both prayed that the end of the lesson would be the end of this torture but it wasn’t. She forced us both to keep the dam chastity belts until tomorrow. Despite being a Saturday Ms Angela had made special arrangements for us both to come into school for an extra-long lesson. I wasn’t sure how much more of this I could take. I had to do something.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You go to the old school building again that day after school as well. There Ms Angela is waiting with a dufflebag. Using the app she orders you both to wear <<click "chastity belts">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Cbelt.png]]<</replace>><</click>> designed for men.
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She makes special arrangements for you both to come in tomorrow as well. Unsure of how much more of this you can take, you ponder what to do next.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Saturday, a day I normally spent playing games and not thinking about school. Today however I was back at school and in the old building again enduring another of Ms Angela’s lessons. It wouldn’t be just an hour this time, we were at her mercy for the full day and to make matters worse we were still wearing her dam chastity belts. She didn’t even let us remove them when we went home yesterday. Every erection was agony so I avoided looking at anything that might have resulted in one. That was difficult to do with Ms Angela teaching us however. The way she moved and dressed was a tease, and when she got close and practically shoved her bosom into our sights. It was clear was enjoying making us suffer from watching her. Today would be the last day of this however, I’d make certain of that.
“Please let me take this thing off!” Dave cried. Perfect, he was playing to my tune and I hadn’t even told him my plan.
“I’ll loosen it if you can get this question right.” That went for me as well. Unfortunately I’d spent most of yesterday evening making up plans so I didn’t have a clue what the answer was. Ms Angela expected as much, she continued her lesson while continuing to act like normal.
“Let’s stop for a break.” Even adults had their limits. Ms Angela left me and Dave alone so she could go use the old kitchen to make some coffee.
“She left her phone!” Dave exclaimed. I looked at the desk and saw he was right.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You're forced to attend school on a Saturday for another of Ms Angela's classes. After a difficult morning Ms Angela leaves the classroom. Dave notices that she left the phone on the desk.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Saturday, a day I normally spent playing games and not thinking about school. Today however I was back at school and in the old building again enduring another of Ms Angela’s lessons. It wouldn’t be just an hour this time, we were at her mercy for the full day and to make matters worse we were still wearing the torturous chastity belts. She didn’t even let us remove them when we went home yesterday. Every erection was agony so I avoided looking at anything that might have resulted in one. That was difficult to do with Ms Angela teaching us however. The way she moved and dressed was a tease, and when she got close and practically shoved her bosom into our sights, it was clear was enjoying making us suffer from watching her. It was hard to study under these conditions but I was making my best effort to.
“Please let me take this thing off!” Dave cried. He just didn’t learn. There was no point going against her.
“I’ll loosen it if you can get this question right.” That went for me as well. She tossed the question at Dave but he was clueless. When the question bounced to me however I was ready. I had studied it last night so simply recited the answer and watched Ms Angela’s face light-up.
“Maybe there is hope for you after all Joe. Well as promised.” Since her orders forbid me from loosening the belt she had to do it. She kindly loosen it just a little but that tiny bit of extra room felt like an arm’s length after having to endure it all night.
“Thanks,” I said to her. She returned to teaching us until she decided it was time for a break. “I’m going to get some coffee, you two stay seated.” She left us alone and headed into the room across the corridor which had a sink and coffee maker.
“She left her phone!” Dave suddenly hissed at me. I looked at the desk and saw he was right. “Let’s grab it!”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You're forced to attend school on a Saturday for another of Ms Angela's classes. After a difficult morning Ms Angela leaves the classroom. Dave notices that she left the phone on the desk.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>We couldn’t let this chance go. We quickly bolted up from our seats and grabbed the phone.
“Hurry she might realise!” She wouldn’t get the chance. I quickly opened up the app menu and then realised what was wrong with this situation. This wasn’t my phone. It was the same model but it wasn’t my phone so didn’t have my apps.
“Even now you two refuse to be obedient.” Ms Angela was at the door watching us. “Don’t you two understand that each and every time you disobey things will only get worse?” She had the real phone in her hand ready to issue some new orders. She fished through her bag for something else and this time she produced two black collars. She made use wear them and as we put them one we realised they weren’t ordinary collars. They had metal contacts on the inside and came with a handheld switch.
“Anytime you even think about disobeying me press that button.” Her order was cemented in our brains and we couldn’t disobey it. Dave was the first to succumb to the inescapable will of her instruction and pressed the switch. His cries made me realise how terrible a situation we were in and as I thought about escaping I felt my fingers move for the button. I pressed it and a powerful electric shock was delivered to my body. Ms Angela laughed as we both continued to shock ourselves. She had no pity and eventually we learned to not think bad things about her. Bad thoughts led to pain, good thoughts didn’t. We became completely obedient to her will, because it was too painful to do otherwise. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You try to steal the phone but discover it's a fake she left behind on purpose. Ms Angela returns and disappointed that you tried to steal it puts a shock collar on you both. You become completely obedient to her will because it was too painful not to.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>My gut feeling told me something was wrong.
“Wait Dave…” I wanted to say it was a trap, but that wouldn’t paint the image I wanted. “I think we should just obey her obediently.” Of course those weren’t my honest thoughts, but it was what Ms Angela wanted to hear. Dave was torn between listening to me and grabbing the phone. Frankly the less he knew about my plan the better. Fortunately he spent too long trying to decide if he should believe me or not that Ms Angela returned with her coffee and sat down. When she saw the phone was still on the desk I knew she had planted it, if anything she was surprised it was still there. She set her coffee down and continued giving her lesson. I continued pretending to listen doing my best to avoid smiling. I hoped she wouldn’t figure it out, figure out that the drink that should have been energising her was having the opposite effect. Even Dave had begun to notice how sloppy Ms Angela’s movements were and that previous tease she had was now absent.
“I need more coffee,” she declared leaving the classroom again to head to the old kitchen. Dave knew me well enough to know that something was up from my smile but even he was smart enough to not say a word. Ms Angela returned with another coffee and drank it with vigour. She had no idea her sudden tiredness was due to a sleeping drug inside her drink. As she drank more the effects only got worse. Finally she learned forward on the desk and passed out. I waited a minute for finally standing up.
“You will not use force against me, you will not try to harm me,” I quoted. “That’ll keep you safe from a caveman, but not a man of the twenty-first century.” With Ms Angela out cold I gently moved her hand out of the way and gently retrieved my phone.
“Sweet man, where did you get sleeping drugs from?”
“Doctor gave them to my dad to help with his insomnia. I just borrowed a few. Now first thing is first.” I already knew what the first thing I’d do once I got my phone back was. I told myself to no longer obey any of Ms Angela’s commands then did the same for Dave. However I wasn’t through with him with just that.
“Sleep,” I ordered him. Within seconds he was on the ground out cold as well. I stepped back and selected him and Ms Angela as this order was for both of them. I opened up the memory feature Ms Angela had mentioned and used it on both of them.
“Forget about the app. Forget about every interaction we have had since Tuesday.” I couldn’t ignore the trouble Dave had caused me with his dumb ideas. I didn’t want either of them remembering any of this. I ensured that when they woke up they’d have no memory of any of this. I had experienced what it was like to be on the receiving end of the app’s power and didn’t want that to happen to me again.
“You will go home and take a nap, when you wake up you will think the past few days were just like any other.” They both awoke and followed my order in a trance like state. With that there was only one thing left to do. I opened up the app and hit the uninstall button ignoring the apps attempt to change my mind. This was the only way I’d be safe from it. A few seconds was all it took for it to disappear forever.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You bide your time. Ms Angela begins to fall asleep before passng out due to the effects of a sleep drug in her coffee. You quickly grab your phone and use it to erase her memory, and Dave's. You didn't want to risk this happening ever so put everything back to normal then deleted the app.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>We couldn’t let this chance go. We quickly bolted up from our seats and grabbed the phone.
“Hurry she might realise!” She wouldn’t get the chance. I quickly opened up the app menu and then realised what was wrong with this situation. This wasn’t my phone. It was the same model but it wasn’t my phone so didn’t have my apps.
“Even now you two refuse to be obedient.” Ms Angela was at the door watching us. “Don’t you two understand that each and every time you disobey things will only get worse? And you Joe, I thought you knew better.” She had the real phone in her hand ready to issue some new orders. She fished through her bag for something else and this time she produced two black collars. She made use wear them and as we put them one we realised they weren’t ordinary collars. They had metal contacts on the inside and came with a handheld switch.
“Anytime you think causing me harm or distress press that button.” Her order was cemented in our brains and we couldn’t disobey it. Dave was the first to succumb to the inescapable will of her instruction and pressed the switch. His cries made me realise how terrible a situation we were in and as I thought about escaping I felt my fingers move for the button. I pressed it and a powerful electric shock was delivered to my body. Ms Angela laughed as we both continued to shock ourselves. She had no pity and eventually we learned to not think bad things about her. Bad thoughts led to pain, good thoughts didn’t. We started obeying her willingly as it was too painful to do otherwise.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You try to steal the phone but discover it's a fake she left behind on purpose. Ms Angela returns and disappointed that you tried to steal it puts a shock collar on you both. You become completely obedient to her will because it was too painful not to.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t get up. She told us to stay seated so that was what I was going to do. That didn’t stop Dave however. He bolted for the desk and grabbed the phone quickly opening the app menu as I merely watched.
“Where is it?” He hissed with frustration as scanned the screen for the Reborn app’s icon which was absent.
“Looking for this?” Ms Angela called stepping back into the room holding an identical phone. The phone on the desk hadn’t been mine. It was the same model as mine but evidently Ms Angela had set it on the desk as a trap.
“Dave if you were only as well behaved as Joe. I told him to stay seated and he did just that, things would have been so much easier for you if you just followed his example.” Ms Angela reached into her bag and lifted out a leather collar with a small black box attached to it. She promptly fastened it to Dave’s neck then gave Dave a new order.
“You will press this button anytime you think about disobeying me,” Ms Angela ordered. Dave immediately pressed the button which caused the collar to deliver a mild shock. He should have listened to me. It’s so much easier to just obey her. As the lesson continued Dave shocked himself many times. He even tried pleading with me to help him but then I’d be going against Ms Angela.
“You reap what you sow,” I chuckled to him. At the end of the lesson Ms Angela was kind enough to remove the chastity belt from me. Dave wasn’t so lucky. He tried to struggle against her but what could he do? He shocked himself every time he tried to resist her. Life was just far easier if we just obeyed her willingly.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Dave steals the phone while you remain seated. He quickly discovers it's a fake and is punished for it. Ms Angela doesn't punish you for being obedient. You continue to obey her willingly as that makes life easier.<<endif>>
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<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Nothing worth noting happened at school that Friday. Time just slowly moved by until I was sitting at the dinner table with my family back home again.
“I invited my friend Dave over to hang out later, hope that isn’t a problem,” I explained to everyone present.
“That’s fine, I trust you to not burn down the house while we’re gone.” With that everything was ready for later. Hana had already left so all that was left was to wait for Dad and Chloe to head out. It wasn’t long after they had left that Dave showed up.
“Yo,” he greeted as I let him inside the house. We headed up to my room where Dave revealed he hadn’t come empty handed. He pulled a small bottle of vodka out from his coat and asked if I had anything to mix it with.
“You steal that from you parent’s stash?” I joked as I fetched something from the fridge.
“No. Someone gave me it on my 18th birthday. So anything interesting happen with the app this morning? That’s when it typically updates right?” His guess was spot on.
“Yeah it updated, but the new feature is kinda weird. Here I’ll read you the description.” I cleared my throat then began. “Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.” I finished and looked at Dave. I had a good guess what he’d say first.
“That’s pretty neat. So whatever I turn into everyone will believe I’ve always been that way.” He came to the same conclusion I had. In truth I had already tested it.
“Yup. Nobody said a thing about my new hair colour today.” I pointed to my now blonde hair.
“But you’ve always had… oooooh.” The final function was flawless. Nobody noticed the change and every photo of me had been altered to reflect my new style.
“I think this new feature might be the app’s true purpose. It creates an opportunity for you to change your life and makes it so nobody notices.” I had been thinking about it during class. That description said it was the final update so I doubted I’d be seeing any new features after this.
“Oh…” Dave downed a shot of his vodka mix. “Well it’s something to think about. So speaking of the app, what’s the plan for tonight?” I passed him the app so he could decide. The update had cleared the copy function’s memory so I had nobody saved for him to turn into. That meant the only thing we could do was use the alter feature on him to turn him into a female version of himself.
“Wow, I’m hot! Why wasn’t I born a girl?” Dave, now transformed, was looking at himself in a large mirror. He was rocking some huge tits and had a slender curvy body. He was without a doubt now a girl but his new face still resembled the one I knew and his hair colour hadn’t changed shade at all. He stripped and tossed his clothes to the side to get a proper look at his body, striking a seductive pose.
“Nice. Shall we test this baby out?” His hands went for my waist, pulling down my trousers. I didn’t resist him as he stripped my lower half and I helped by taking my top off. Now we were both naked with my dick standing to attention.
“I wonder if it will feel different this time,” Dave pondered. I was having those same thoughts. Well there was only one way to find out. Dave took my cock into his mouth and began wetting the tip with his tongue. He was comfortable with sucking me off which was a testament to how we had come these past few days. I don’t think it could be said we were just friends anymore. Dave pulled away licking the saliva from his lips.
“I think we’re both ready.” I took that as a signal to really start. I stood up and placed my hands on Dave’s hips with my dick resting against his warm snatch. His breathing had become excited so I slid my shaft into his welcoming pussy. Unlike last time there was no blood or pain. It went in a lot smoother and Dave began to moan as <<click "I began thrusting.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/BehindSexD.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago"></div>
We looked at ourselves in the mirror and that made it feel even better. This kind of thing had become normal for us now. Dave moaned as my dick explored the depths of his vagina. It felt better than when we had done it in Cassidy’s body. I wasn’t sure what had changed but everything this time around just felt better.
“Joe I… I love… I love this!” He cried. For some reason that made it feel even better.
“I love this too!” We experienced what it was like to think as one and our bodies became harmonised as well.
“I’m going to cum!” Dave cried. I felt the pressure in my dick craving release.
“Let’s cum together.” We didn’t need a countdown as moments later we both hit our climax. I unleashed everything I had inside him as we both cried in pleasure. I pulled out and we both collapsed onto the bed without saying a word.
We didn’t stop there. We had the entire night together. A few drinks later and we were back at it, fucking like rabbits on the bed as we got to know Dave’s new body. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Dave arrives at your house. Your parent's aren't home so you get down to business. You are soon behind a girlish Dave thrusting your dick <<click "in and out">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/BehindSexD.png]]<</replace>><</click>> of him. It's a long night of sex.<<endif>>
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<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Nothing worth noting happened at school that Friday. Time just slowly moved by until I was sitting at the dinner table with my family back home again.
“I invited my friend Dave over to hang out later, hope that isn’t a problem,” I explained to everyone present.
“That’s fine, I trust you to not burn down the house while we’re gone.” With that everything was ready for later. Hana had already left so all that was left was to wait for Dad and Chloe to head out. It wasn’t long after they had left that Dave showed up.
“Yo,” he greeted as I let him inside the house. We headed up to my room where Dave revealed he hadn’t come empty handed. He pulled a small bottle of vodka out from his coat and asked if I had anything to mix it with.
“You steal that from you parent’s stash?” I joked as I fetched something from the fridge.
“No. Someone gave me it on my 18th birthday. So anything interesting happen with the app this morning? That’s when it typically updates right?” His guess was spot on.
“Yeah it updated, but the new feature is kinda weird. Here I’ll read you the description.” I cleared my throat then began. “Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.” I finished and looked at Dave. I had a good guess what he’d say first.
“That’s pretty neat. So whatever I turn into everyone will believe I’ve always been that way.” He came to the same conclusion I had. In truth I had already tested it.
“Yup. Nobody said a thing about my new hair colour today.” I pointed to my now blonde hair.
“But you’ve always had… oooooh.” The final function was flawless. Nobody noticed the change and every photo of me had been altered to reflect my new style.
“I think this new feature might be the app’s true purpose. It creates an opportunity for you to change your life and makes it so nobody notices.” I had been thinking about it during class. That description said it was the final update so I doubted I’d be seeing any new features after this.
“Oh…” Dave downed a shot of his vodka mix. “Well it’s something to think about. So speaking of the app, what’s the plan for tonight?” I had an idea of what I wanted to try out. I didn’t have anyone I wanted to turn into; rather I wanted to experience a different side of myself. Using the alter function I turned myself into a girl. Unlike the first night however I didn’t just change one part of me. My entire body changed to become more feminine while retaining the traits that made me me like my now blonde hair.
“Wow… you’re a lot shorter.” My height had shrunk by a bit. “I guess your tallness genes don’t translate when you’re a girl.”
“Maybe. I don’t get how the app decides what I’d look like.” I assume it was just projecting what I’d look like based on my genes but maybe there was more to it than that. I looked in the mirror at my emerald eyes that were the same eyes I’d had my entire life. I pinched my cheek then smiled. I had a cute face.
“A few extra inches and you’d make the perfect girlfriend. Jeez why couldn’t you have been a born a girl? We could hang out, play games and…” Dave trailed off. I knew what he was thinking about; the bulge in his pants didn’t lie. I decide to tease him a little and stepped over, placing my slender hand on his crotch.
“And what?” I asked looking up into his eyes. I think this was the first time I’d ever had to look up when speaking with him.
“Well, if you were my girlfriend then we could have lots of sex.” He didn’t try beating around the bush.
“Maybe I’ll consider it.” Dave had a lot faults, but it was those faults that made him fun to be around. I returned to looking at myself in the mirror when suddenly two hands reached out from behind and grabbed my chest.
“You’re a bit flat though.” I jabbed him with my elbow.
“You’re a bit rude. If we are going to start going out I don’t want you making complaints about my body!” It almost sounded like I had already agreed. Well I didn’t mind it; the girl I saw in the mirror was still me. I don’t think my life would be too different if I stayed like. Dave touched my chest again but this time was much gentler than before. I wanted to keep on looking in the mirror, and Dave wanted to have sex. Fortunately we could both get what we wanted.
I threw the last of my clothes onto the floor then sat on Dave’s lap with his dick poking up between our legs. We were sat opposite the mirror so we could get a full view of what was about to happen.
“Are you ready?” Dave asked. It felt different than when I was in Ms Angela’s body. This time I would be me. As I wondered what it would feel like Dave began. He pressed the tip of his penis against my puss and slowly slid inside. I watched in the mirror as my folds opened up to welcome his shaft inside me. It wasn’t embarrassing, after what we’d gone through I don’t think that I could get embarrassed by anything Dave and I did together. I rocked my hips as he <<click "began thrusting">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/DaveSex.gif]]<</replace>><</click>>. The feeling of him inside me was different to how it felt when I was Ms Angela. I wasn’t sure why but it just felt better, like there was a connection that allowed me to feel what Dave was feeling as well. Maybe I was just imaging it but one thing I was certain off was that it felt good.
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“Fuck me harder!” I demanded and Dave complied. It wasn’t just my pussy he was giving attention, his hands moved to my breasts and began to pleasure them as well, tending softly to my erect nipples. It was amazing and it was only getting better. I felt my orgasm building and when I came it was a tidal wave of ecstasy. Dave came as well, pouring his hot load into me as we shared the moment.
Drinking, video games and more sex. I stayed as a girl the rest of the night. I felt all three were made better by this body. Shortly before Dave left I pressed that new button to make everyone but Dave and me think that this was I always had been.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>
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<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Nothing worth noting happened at school that Friday. Time just slowly moved by until I was sitting at the dinner table with my family back home again.
“I invited my friend Dave over to hang out later, hope that isn’t a problem,” I explained to everyone present.
“That’s fine, I trust you to not burn down the house while we’re gone.” With that everything was ready for later. Hana had already left so all that was left was to wait for Dad and Chloe to head out. It wasn’t long after they had left that Dave showed up.
“Yo,” he greeted as I let him inside the house. We headed up to my room where Dave revealed he hadn’t come empty handed. He pulled a small bottle of vodka out from his coat and asked if I had anything to mix it with.
“You steal that from you parent’s stash?” I joked as I fetched something from the fridge.
“No. Someone gave me it on my 18th birthday. So anything interesting happen with the app this morning? That’s when it typically updates right?” His guess was spot on.
“Yeah it updated, but the new feature is kinda weird. Here I’ll read you the description.” I cleared my throat then began. “Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.” I finished and looked at Dave. I had a good guess what he’d say first.
“That’s pretty neat. So whatever I turn into everyone will believe I’ve always been that way.” He came to the same conclusion I had. In truth I had already tested it.
“Yup. Nobody said a thing about my new hair colour today.” I pointed to my now blonde hair.
“But you’ve always had… oooooh.” The final function was flawless. Nobody noticed the change and every photo of me had been altered to reflect my new style.
“I think this new feature might be the app’s true purpose. It creates an opportunity for you to change your life and makes it so nobody notices.” I had been thinking about it during class. That description said it was the final update so I doubted I’d be seeing any new features after this.
“Oh…” Dave downed a shot of his vodka mix. “Well it’s something to think about. So speaking of the app, what’s the plan for tonight?”
“Well there is something I want to try out. Remember when we were both Ms Angela?”
“Yeah?”
“There’s something else I want to try.” It took me only a minute to achieve what I wanted. Dave and I were no longer ourselves but female versions of us.
“Wow I’m a girl!” Dave exclaimed like he had never been a girl before. “So this is what I’d look like if I was born a woman… fuck I’m hot.” I had used the app to turn us both into female versions of ourselves using the full body alter feature. Dave was posing in the mirror in his new body with a happy expression. I looked in the mirror as well as saw my new face wasn’t that different from my old one.
“Why am I smaller than you?” I questioned. It was only by a couple of inches but Dave was now taller than me. Even though I had turned us both into girls I was somehow now the shorter one.
“It’s surreal that way it preserves our face without comprising our feminine looks. Check out my chest, it’s even bigger than Cassidy’s!” Dave puffed out his chest proudly. “With a body like this I could walk into any club in the city and have guys buy me drinks all night.”
I could probably do the same. I didn’t have as a large a chest as Dave, but my feminine looks would still turn plenty of heads. We weren’t here to stare into the mirror all night. There was a pretty hot girl next to me we were both eager to get started. What began as a gentle caress quickly turned into <<click "lustful foreplay.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/davefjoef.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago"></div>
I helped myself to Dave’s body as his hands began exploring mine. I didn’t know why but there was just something irresistibly erotic about two hot girls making out and being able to be one of them just made things a thousand times better. Dave stroked my thigh as I gripped his ass and it didn’t take long for both our hands to find their way into the other’s dripping sex. Being able to feel the pleasures of a woman while also having sex with one, nothing could beat this. Our fingers, our tongues and anything phallus shaped, we put them all to good use in pleasuring ourselves that night.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Dave shows up at your house after school. You have a few drinks then get down to business. You both turn into girls then get straight to the <<click "foreplay">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/davefjoef.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. A long night of sex followed.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Does this look big on me?” My girlfriend asked me as she pulled back the curtain of the changing booth to show off her tight dress.
“Look’s great Dave.” It had been a few weeks now since Dave had thrown away his old identity as a he, and adopted her one as a she. It was an odd name for a girl but nobody really thought much of it. That was the power of the app. The male Dave had ceased to exist, and in his place in memory and in photo was his female alter ego. We were the only two people on earth who knew the truth about her former life. She was happy with her new identity and so was I. I had a stunning girlfriend who was just as horny as I was. What was there to be unhappy about?
“Hmm maybe I should go on a diet.” There was a time we could have just used the Reborn app to trim off the excess fat but unfortunately my phone had met its end in the most common way possible, I left it in a taxi. I did get my phone back, but when I did it looked like a truck had run over it. Needless to say it needed to be replaced and since I had no idea where the Reborn app originally came from I had no way to get it back. I wasn’t that sad though, I had experienced something amazing because of it. Plus Dave and I were both happier than ever. I was thankful I had gotten this chance but I did sometime wonder about what could have been if I had made some different choices.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Dave falls in love with being a woman and adopts his female persona as his new identidy. You soon start going out and continuing to have a lot of sex.<<endif>>
~End - My girlfriend Dave~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>It was the moment of truth. I gave myself a final check in the mirror then pulled back the curtain of the changing booth to show Dave my new outfit.
“How do I look?” I asked him still uncertain about this.
“Looking good,” he said. He said that about every dress I wore. It had been a few weeks since I adopted my new identity as a woman and while being a girl did have its issues, I didn’t regret my choice. Not that it would have mattered because thanks to my own carelessness I no longer had the chance to turn back. My phone, along with the magical app that had allowed me to throw away my old identity as a man and adopt a new female persona was gone. I had left it in a cab and when it was returned me it was smashed to bits. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. I liked this body more than my old one. Sure it was higher maintenance, but with Dave supporting me I was fine with that. Thanks to the app everyone thought that I had always been a girl and didn’t bat an eye when I stepped into the women’s locker room. Even my parents had no idea I had been born a boy. It was a secret only me and Dave shared and he liked me better this way.
“Although, I don’t know why you are so careful about what you
wear, you and I will just end up naked at the end of the night anyway.” He wasn’t joking. I lost count of how many times we had done it since I became like this. With no way the get the app back I was stuck like this but I wasn’t that sad. I had experienced something amazing because of it Dave and I were both happier than ever. I was thankful I had gotten this chance but I did sometime wonder about what could have been if I had made some different choices.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to throw away your male persona and adopt a new female identidy. Dave becomes your boyfriend and everything is great.<<endif>>
~End - My Boyfriend Dave~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>On the count of three Dave and I stepped out of our separate changing booths and looked at each other.
“Nice,” I commented first looking at Dave’s new outfit.
“You too,” he complimented. We were inside a women’s clothing store trying out some new clothes. Since we were now both girls nobody batted an eye. It had been weeks since either of us had been a man and neither of us wanted to go back. Being a girl was awesome and best of all was having someone to share the experience with and talk about it. This was who we were now and thanks to the Reborn app nobody but us knew that we had once been male. Sure there were drawbacks, but the benefits greatly outweighed them in my opinion. We were both happier this way. We could both step into the girls’ locker room and nobody would pat an eye. It was great and then at the end of the day we had each other for some more physical stimulation. The world of sex toys for women was far greater than for men, the only thing I regretted was leaving my phone in taxi only for it to be returned to me broken. I wasn’t that sad though. I had experienced something amazing because of it and Dave and I were both happier than ever. I was thankful I had gotten this chance but I did sometime wonder about what could have been if I had made some different choices.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Both you and Dave decide to stay as women and are also now in a relationship.<<endif>>
~End - Girls Forever~
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<<set $whoknows = "dave">><<if $TLDR is "no">>That evening I put some thought about we’d we would try out tomorrow. The app had a lot of cool features, some I had yet to even touch. Most exciting of all was the prospect that it might get even more features for us to experiment with. However was it really okay to just experiment? What I had obtained was unquestionably a great power, so the real question was what I should be doing with it. Was it okay to just keep having fun or did I have a duty to try and use this power for the benefit of those around me. It was thoughts like those that kept my mind occupied that evening.
<<if $day1tf is "yes">>My thoughts drifted to what I'd done yesterday. The day didn't have to end just yet did it?<<endif>>
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>That evening you brainstorm some ideas about what to do with the app.<<endif>>
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[[Go to bed without using the app|Day3Morning]]
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When I fell asleep I suspected I might be awoken to the sound of my phone updating I wasn’t wrong. I grabbed my phone from my desk and looked at it with my tired eyes.
“Update installed,” I whispered then began reading the contents.
‘Ever looked at two strangers and wondered what their children would look like? Wonder no more! With the new Bio-Merge expansion to the copy feature you can now select two people and create an image constructed from them both! Also in this update is the new Personality feature. Have you created the perfect image but are having problems with what’s on the inside? Now with the Personality feature you can fix that!’
Change the inside?” Could I really do that? I launched the Reborn app to have a look. Both new options had appeared in the menus. As always I could target myself or another person.
The power to alter a person’s personality? That seemed like it was crossing a moral line but at the same time there was a lot of good it could do as well.
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[[Head to school|School Alt]] Throughout the day I was constantly on the lookout to get Yumi, Dave and Mei together to tell them about app. I was worried I had a repeat of yesterday on my hands but those worries were for naught as at lunch the perfect oppertunity came.
The chance to tell my friends couldn’t have been more ideal. I arrived in the canteen early at lunch and was quickly joined by Dave, Mei and Yumi with no sign of Kyoko. I didn’t know how long I had before she showed up so if there was ever going to be a chance to tell all three of them it had to be now.
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[[Keep it a secret Alt]]I let the opportunity pass without saying anything. I still wasn’t sure in what I should be doing with the app so bringing other people into this before I was certain was probably a bad idea. I’d find a better opportunity later so just headed to class like normal. After lunch I had the misfortune for being in another one of Mrs Clark’s classes.
Mrs Clark droned on. I wasn’t tired but I could feel myself slowly slipping away as if my strength was being sucked up like plate of food someone had set in front of her. I looked at the clock which insulted me by pretending only five minutes had passed since I got here. Sometimes I suspected there was some kind of time altering device in this room that made time outside the room move far slower than what it did inside the room.
“Conner!” Mrs Clark suddenly slammed her desk and the noise brought me back to my senses. Thankfully I wasn’t her target.
“Yes Mrs?” Conner played innocent. Heck he probably was innocent, wouldn’t be the first time Mrs Clark thought she saw something when she didn’t.
“Spit it out.”
“Spit what out?”
“The gum. I saw you chewing.” Christ not this argument again.
“I wasn’t chewing.” Mrs Clark’s wasn’t convinced.
“Oh really, recite the alphabet for me.” That was never impossible to do with a piece of gum hidden in your mouth. Conner tried but failed horribly as the piece of gum he denied having popped out of his mouth halfway through. He was screwed and was probably regretting not just swallowing the gum instead of trying to outsmart her. Mrs Clark’s attention focused solely on Conner. Knowing how screwed he was I felt a bit of sympathy for him.
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[[Get some revenge on her|VengeAlt]]
[[Day3Di]]Now was my chance. I took my phone out of my pocket and carefully pointed it at Mrs Clark. I opened the poser ready to give her a command. Suddenly she moved faster than I had ever seen her move and too late did I realise why.
“Joe!” My arm was snatched and my phone fell from my knee and hit the ground. “I knew it!” She grabbed my phone and looked at the screen. “Well you can just forget all about your phone ever existing because you won’t be seeing it again.” I felt something strange wash over me but I had bigger problems right now.
“But I don’t have a phone.” I wasn’t sure why she was suddenly telling me to forget about something I never owned. I admit it was odd for a boy my age to not have one but that was just how it was. Mrs Clark looked like she was about to say something but she stopped and looked at the phone she was holding. I wonder whose phone it was.
“That’s correct, you don’t.” That was weird. She walked away leaving me and the rest of the class slightly bewildered.
She didn’t say much the rest of the class. She just picked out a few pages from the textbook and told us to answer them while she looked at her phone. I occasionally got a concerned look from one of my classmates but I wasn’t sure why they were concerned about me. Once class had ended I packed up.
“Wait Conner, I need to speak with you.” Mrs Clark caught Conner as he tried to leave. After she caught him chewing gum there was no way he would get away lightly. As I was heading for the next class I felt someone tap me on the shoulder.
“Oh man Joe, we need to get your phone back before she does somthing with it."
“Not my phone.” He must have gotten me confused with someone else. Dave should know that I don’t have a phone.
"Joe what are you saying? We just... wait do you not remember?"
"Remember what?" Was he messing with me or did he need his head checked?
"Nothing. Well I gotta go, catch you later." With that Dave ran off. I shrugged and headed for class wondering what that had all been about.
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[[The next day|Day 4 DaveAlt]]“Joe! Joe!” I woke up to the sound of Hana calling me name. “Get up bro, did your phone not go off or something?” Hana’s words were bewildering. I knew I didn’t have a phone so wasn’t sure why she thought I did but I felt that there was meant to be something to wake me up. Maybe I just had a weird dream. I saw on the wall clock that it was past the time I usually got up. I quickly rolled out of bed to get ready. With her job done Hana sighed and closed the door to leave me to it.
My sleeping in wasn’t the only odd thing to happen to me that day. When I saw Conner that morning I barely recognised him. His shaggy hair was gone, replaced with a fresh neat cut. He had shaved the tuff of facial hair growing under his nose and his uniform looked like it was fresh from the dry cleaners. He usually entered the school with the composure of a zombie but today he was standing tall and looked fresh as a daisy.
The difference in Conner's behaviour was only second place for weirdness though. That morning Dave walked into school looking even more fresh than Conner. He looked like he had just come from a beauty spa. Smooth skin, neat hair and smelling of spring. The girls absolutely loved it. He had a girl wrapped around each arm competing for his attention.
"Morning Joe," he said to me with a smug smile before going along his way. What was up with him?
At lunch Dave didn' sit with me, Yumi and Mei. He had formed his own table with all the popular girls in the school. They were fawning over him like he was God's gift to women. Only yesterday those same girls would rather kiss a toad than him.
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[[The next day|Day 5 DaveAlt]]The next day Dave was even stranger. Not only did he have practically every girl in school fighting for his affection, he had the teachers worshipping him as well.
“Amazing Dave, I can’t believe you got every question right.” Our teacher praised Dave for his perfect score on a surprise test. The next highest score was 22 out of 30 so the obvious assumption would be that Dave had cheated. He rarely scored high in anything yet the teacher didn’t bat an eye at the abnormally high score.
“This world would be a better place if we were all a lot more like you.” The entire class nodded in agreement with that statement. Why was Dave suddenly King of the School? I had to ask him.
“Hey Dave!” I yelled out after class to get his attention through his fan club. His new friends weren’t happy that I was trying to speak to their king but Dave brushed them aside so he could get to me.
“Hey Joe, what’s up?” He pretended like nothing was going on.
“What’s up? You tell me, you’re the one who is acting weird.”
“No. I’m just getting the attention I deserve. Listen, I know you don’t remember but thanks, you really helped me out.” Dave waved a phone in front of me for some reason as he said that. I think it was the same phone that Ms Clark had had two days ago.
“C’mon Dave,” one of his fans cried out.
“Sorry Joe, gotta go. You take care.” Dave waved then left me standing alone in the corridor. I hadn’t gotten an answer to my question but his fan club made sure I never did. When I asked around everyone claimed he had always been the coolest and most popular guy at school. Only myself, Mei and Yumi seemed to have any memory of him as he used to be. He stopped talking to us after that. I felt so many questions had gone unanswered and wondered if I was somehow to blame.
~ King Dave End ~
[[Epilogue|KingDave]]The police left the house party pleased with the conversation they had just had with the host. He had promised to quieten things down and he had a face so charismatic the two officers didn't want to bother him any further. They returned to their car but on the way passed by a tall woman looking to converse with the man they had just spoken with.
Dave heard the doorbell ring a second time. It was probably the police officers again. Maybe the power of the Reborn app hadn't affected them correctly.
"Listen fellas..." Dave trailed off as he opened the door and saw the strange woman standing there. "Can I help you?" This was an invite only party and since he was the one who had handed out the invites he was certain this woman didn't have one. He'd recognise her white hair if he had ever seen her before.
“I’m a Hunter searching for the most popular man in the world.” Dave was happy to own up to that title. This woman must have heard about him from somewhere.
“That’s me. Hey you seem alright, want to come inside and join me?” He put on his moves which thanks to the Reborn app no-one could resist.
“I’d rather deal with you here.” Her eye suddenly glowed and Dave’s lost the ability to move. The woman reached into his pocket and pulled out Joe’s phone which Dave had taken from Mrs Clark. “Hmmm seems you aren’t the original owner, but my prey is the one who carries the power which you’ve abused to your own benefit.” Hunter took a moment to think up a punishment. Since Dave had turned himself into the most attractive man on the planet, Hunter reversed his status turning him to the most repulsive man alive. She walked away taking the phone with her. When Dave returned inside he discovered that nobody wanted to be around him. In just fifteen minutes all of his ‘friends’ had vacated his house party realising how much of an ass the host was. Dave’s many girlfriends announced they were breaking up with him. At first glance people knew they didn’t want to be around him which ironically, was exactly how things had been before.
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<set $update3 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>When I fell asleep I suspected I might be awoken to the sound of my phone updating and I wasn’t wrong. Moments after heaering the beep I grabbed my phone from my desk and looked at it with my tired eyes.
“Update installed,” I whispered then began reading the contents.
‘Ever looked at two strangers and wondered what their children would look like? Wonder no more! With the new Bio-Merge expansion to the copy feature you can now select two people and create an image constructed from them both! Also in this update is the new Personality feature. Have you created the perfect image but are having problems with what’s on the inside? Now with the Personality feature you can fix that!’
I launched the Reborn app to have a look. Both new options had appeared in the menus. Merge two people together? That was an interesting concept but the power to alter a person’s personality? That seemed like it was crossing a moral line but at the same time there was a lot of good it could do as well. I closed the app then noticed that my messenger had received a new message from Yumi. She had sent it earlier that morning.
‘I’m taking a day off but I will be round your place afterschool.’ That was all it said. It didn’t give a reason and when I replied asking for one my message went unanswered.
At school there was no sign of Yumi. Since she had been genuine about the first part of her message, I could assume she was genuine about the second part and would show up at my door later. I had been considering whether or not to tell Dave and Mei about the app. I'd rather get Yumi's opinion first and since she was absent I decided to not say anything. As the boring school day passed me by I spent most of the time wondering what Yumi had planned for later. What could be so important that she would skip school for?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You receive a message from Yumi that morning explaining she won't be at school but will visit you at home after. Nothing happens at school other than Yumi being absent. At the end of the day you head home wondering when she'll show up.<<endif>>
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[[After School|Day3Yumip1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I ran the dish towel across the last dinner plate then set it in the cupboard. As if Yumi had been watching the doorbell rang in the same moment I closed the cupboard having finished clearing the dinner table.
“I’ll get it!” I called out. I could see Yumi’s hair through the smoky glass of the front door. I opened the door and had a large duffle bag thrown at my chest.
“Hey, so which way is your room?” She asked looking around.
“Upstairs, so what’s in the bag?” It didn’t feel that heavy so I was guessing clothes. I led the way to my bedroom where Yumi opened up the bag and unrevealed what it was she had skipped school for.
“Um…” I looked at the pink outfit trying to figure out what it was meant to be. A short pink skirt, a white ribbon and a matching pink top that didn’t quiet cover the waist. Accessories included White gloves, pink boots and a rose amulet. It was a weird mix of cute and flashy.
“What is this meant to be?” I had to ask.
“Magi-Cute Heart!”
“Magi…Cute?” What kind of cheesy ass name was that?
“It’s from a game.” Evidently it wasn’t from a game I was aware off.
“Magi-Cute Heart is the main character from an awesome magical girl game called Magical Girl Battle Quest. She…” I zoned out as Yumi began talking in depth about the character and her backstory. The only thing I really need to know was why Yumi had brought a cosplay of this character to my house.
“Oh that,” she replied when I asked her. “It’s for you. It’s in my size but that isn’t a problem.” I sighed. I should have realised this was the reason she was here.
“Alright, hand it over.” I was a bit worried because my dad was home, but since he always knocked we’d have time to return me to normal if he decided to pay us a visit. I transformed into Yumi once again and with her assistance began changing into the outfit. As I was busy changing I failed to notice Yumi lift my phone. The outfit was actually fairly simple to put on so it didn’t take me long, but that brief time frame was enough for Yumi to find what she wanted and use it.
“And apply!” She declared. I felt something change and immediately looked in the mirror.
“Oh lord.” I saw what she had done. My hair was now a strong pink colour as were my eyes. It was like I had dyed my hair then put on coloured contacts but without any of the mess.
“Hmmm it’s still not quite right.” Yumi was obviously using the adjust function on me. She pressed apply again and I felt my eyes tingle. The size of my eyes increased very slightly to draw more attention to their pink colour.
“Yumi.” I tried to stop her but my voice fell on deaf ears. She made my hair longer and fuller, making me look closer to what she had envisioned.
“Yumi!” I yelled. Someone probably heard that and was now wondering why Yumi was yelling her own name. I lost a few inches of height next.
“Hold still I’m almost done… and there!” She pressed apply once more giving me a cute button nose.
“<<click "Perfect">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MahouJoe.png]]<</replace>><</click>> you are good to go, now to just save this for Friday.”
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“Friday? What do you mean good to go, where am I going?” I got the feeling she had neglected to tell me something important that probably should have been the first thing she told me.
“EMX!” She blurted it out like it was breaking news.
“You mean the TV and comic thing they are having the convention centre this weekend?” I remembered Dave mentioning that a few weeks ago. It was one of those comic con style exhibitions that had grown very popular in recent years. They were so popular that a month didn’t go by without one happening somewhere in the country. It didn’t really interest me so I was planning on giving it a miss but I got the feeling Yumi had other plans.
“Yeah. You and me are going to go cosplaying there.” Yup. I was right. “The game I mentioned is actually being made by a friend of mine. He has gotten a booth to promote it and we are going to cosplay as the main characters to pull in the crowds. It won’t be a problem.”
“Yes it will.” She expected me to go outside dressed like this. Sure I was in her body, but that didn’t change the fact I’d have people staring at me from miles around. It wasn’t an appealing concept, but the truth was I already knew I had no say in the matter.
“I’ll be cosplaying as your partner, Magi-Cute Sky. My outfit is so cool, I’ve always wanted to cosplay in a magical duo but I’ve never had a partner.” And out came Yumi’s true motivation.
“Alright,” I surrendered with a smile. If it was something Yumi really wanted to do so what harm was there in trying? She used the save function to save my current appearance for later then turned me back to normal.
“I'm really looking forward to this so please don't do anything that might result in say someone finding out about the app."
“Fine fine.” I’d avoid using it for anything but my own pleasure. Yumi put the outfit back into her bag.
“Remember my house 5 PM Friday!” She sounded stern but I could see the excitement in her body language. I was beginning to look forward to this as well now; I mean how bad could it be?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">> Yumi arrives at your house and drags you upstairs into your room. There she begins to talk in length about some game character. She produces the outfit belonging to said character and tells you to turn into her and put it on. You comply but she goes overboard with the Reborn's app adjust feature until you have turned into image she <<click "envisioned.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MahouJoe.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago"></div>
She explains she wants you to dress up like that on Friday for a large comic convention you'll both be attending. She doesn't give you much choice in the matter.<<endif>>
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[[Friday Afternoon|Day5Yumihouse]]
<<set $update4 = "yes">><<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>The app had updated twice since I let Yumi tinker with it, bringing a host of new features but the most interesting one had appeared this morning.
"Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.”
In short I could now alter people’s memories, including the ability to alter the memories of the entire planet to make them believe that the changes I made with the app were always there. They were interesting features but probably wouldn’t been getting much use with what was to come. I lifted my hand to knock on Yumi’s front door but before I could make contact the door was pulled open.
“Great you’re here, hurry inside we don’t have all day,” Yumi greeted. I was pulled inside and led up to her bedroom. I noticed the sheets had been changed since the last time I was here. Hanging on the wall was a familiar pink outfit and next to it a closely resembling blue one. I could guess that it was the one Yumi would be wearing.
“Get changed. We only have fifteen minutes before the bus arrives,” Yumi ordered lifting the two outfits off the wall.
“Wait? You mean we’ll be wearing those things on the bus?” She must be joking.
“Well there are no changing rooms at the convention hall so yeah.”
“We could use the toilets!”
“I’m sure nobody will find it odd when they see a man walk into the toilets and a woman walk out.” She had a point. I looked at the outfit with its short skirt and tight top. It offered so little protection.
“Do you at least have a coat for me to wear?” I asked her.
“Nope. Now hurry up.” Her hand knew exactly where my phone was and effortlessly pulled it from my coat pocket. She opened up the save slot and used it to transform me. My entire body changed, losing its former appearance and changing back the pink haired appearance Yumi had saved. Pink eyes, pink hair and a little white ribbon on top. I looked in the mirror and saw that I once again was Magi-Cute Heart. Since the save had been taken with me wearing the cosplay, it had reformed my clothes to match the outfit on the wall.
“Wait. If I can transform like this then why do I need to get changed here?” I asked a very valid question. I could literally just jump into a phone booth and jump out again transformed a few seconds later. I looked at Yumi who seemed almost disappointed I had realised this. Could it be she wanted me to go outside dressed like that?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You arrive at Yumi's house afterschool on Friday. She surprises you by telling you to get changed now instead of at the convention centre. You could easily use the app to transform at the convention centre. Do you change here and go outside in cosplay, or change at the convention centre?<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Go out dressed in cosplay|Erobus2]]</div><<set $erobus = "no">><<set $DomEv2 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was too embarrassing to go outside like this. I took my phone back from Yumi and returned to normal.
“You can do what you want but I’m staying like this.” Yumi was clearly disappointed.
“Fine.” She snatched back my phone and then shoved me out the door. “I’ll do the same then.” I waited for her to change, save a copy and then return to normal. Finally as the bus was due to arrive we rushed out the door and headed for the bus stop that would take us to our destination.
Rush hour on a Friday afternoon was as you’d imagine it to be. There wasn’t a seat to be had on the packed bus. I flashed my bus pass to the drive and joined the mass of people trying to stay upright as the bus sped up and slowed down continuously. I rubbed up against the people around me I don’t know how many times. I was glad I had chosen not to get on this bus in a short skirt.
After a very uncomfortable twenty minutes we finally arrived at the convention centre. The city air had never tasted as good as when we escaped the sweat filled bus.
“Freedom,” I cried.
“Let’s hurry.” Yumi headed for the convention centre were we found somewhere secluded to transform before entering.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You refuse to go outside dressed in pink which disappoints Yumi. You instead change at the convention centre after an uneventful journey there.<<endif>>
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[[The convention centre|Day5CentreOne]]<<set $erobus = "yes">><<set $DomEv2 = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Well since Yumi seemed to be fixated on me to go outside dressed as a magical girl I decided to give in to her.
“Alright I’ll do it if you do it as well.” Yumi’s expression turned to a smile.
“Great, I’ll get changed.” She began changing directly in front of me. To be fair I’d already seen everything anyway so there really wasn’t anything to hide. She lifted her blue matching outfit from the wall and with a little help from phone her <<click "cosplay was complete.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MahouYumi.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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“I’ll purify your heart with my radiant soul!” Yumi quoted as she made a pose. I didn’t say anything as I was trying not to laugh. I hope she didn’t expect me to pose with her. Soon we headed out the door and into the street. Immediately a gust of wind blew by <<click "lifting my skirt.">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/SkirtFlipJoeMahou.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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I quickly used a hand to secure it down and stop it exposing my panties a second time.
“I should have bought a coat with me,” I complained feeling the chill. Yumi was having no such trouble. I watched her skirt and noticed it was a lot more rigid than mine. It took me a moment to realise there was metal wire inside it to keep it from blowing. My skirt had no such feature. No doubt that lack of safety feature was intentional.
Everyone we passed starred at us. I felt awkward and was thankful it wasn’t my real face they saw. We had that much makeup on plus with the thin mask that it would be difficult to recognise Yumi’s face. We reached the bus stop and thankfully the bus came very soon after so I could escape the wind. Unfortunately the escape from the wind came at a very high cost. The bus was packed like a sardine can. It was rush hour so I shouldn’t have been surprised by this. We squeezed on and I felt every inch of my exposed skin brush against the people around me. This was hell. A hand brushed against my rear and I hoped it was accidental, but truth be told it was hard to see what was going on behind me. The bus moved off picking up speed then stopped suddenly for a traffic light. As the momentum carried the cluster of people forward slightly I felt the hand <<click "brush against my ass">><<replace "#imago3">>[img[images/Asstouch1.png]]<</replace>><</click>> again.
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This time it stayed there even after the bus started moving again. I could tell it was a man. I could feel his breathe on my neck as he got uncomfortably close to me. There was no way he was unaware what was going on.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You give into Yumi's whims and go outside dressed in your outfit. Yumi does the same dressed in a <<click "outfit">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MahouYumi.png]]<</replace>><</click>> to match yours.<div id="imago"></div>
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<div id="choice">[[Move away|Erobusno]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Encourage him|Erobusyes]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>The doors had yet to open to the public. Yumi called her friend on her phone to let him know we were here so he could come round the side entrance and give us exhibitor badges to get inside. While we waited I looked at the crowd. It was mixture of ages as the event was child friendly. Among the crowd were a number of other shivering cosplayers hoping to get inside before they froze to death.
“Hey Yumi!” A voice called out. A tall man was waving to us from the side entrance. We quickly headed over and he gave us both an exhibitor pass so we could get through the side gate.
“We are set up in the front corner,” he explained leading us over where he was set up. His booth was colourfully set up and very eye-catching. I got my first proper look at the character I was meant to be cosplaying as on either side of the booth was a huge cardboard cut-out of the games main characters.<<if $erobus is "no">> It was time for me and Yumi to get changed. We ran to the toilets and changed into the outfits we'd be wearing for the rest of the day.<</if>>
"Let's pose!" Yumi suddenly declared pulling me towards her and we <<click "struck a pose">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MahouDuo.png]]<</replace>><</click>> next to the booth.
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We had drinks and energy bars stored under the booth with space for Yumi’s bags. Since I didn’t have any pockets on this outfit I had to leave my phone under the booth in Yumi’s bags.
Since we had a bit of time before the doors opened to the public Yumi decided to give me a tour. She was keen to point out and give me a description of everything she saw. While exploring we encountered a woman pinning a poster to the wall. On it was a round cartoon mouse holding a sign reading 'Prize Code 7 - RadMouse'.
"We have competition where you can get a prize for finding all seven prize codes. It's mainly for kids but anyone can play. All the prize codes are inside the convention centre," she explained. It was a nice touch. Shame I wouldn't have time to play.
We returned to the booth as the doors were opened to the public and crowds came flooding in.
“It’s show time!” Yumi declared. She went on the attack instantly and pulled in the first person who looked at her to tell him about the game she was promoting. Since the game was free her objective was to get people to download in the hopes of getting them hooked. I had never seen her so aggressive when dealing with other people. It was working though, she was pulling plenty of people over to the booth and enticing them to download the app to redeem the unique in-game item we were giving away. I did my best to keep up with her. Once I got into the flow it was pretty fun. Talking to people constantly however left my throat dry so I helped myself to the free juice bottles under the booth. As the evening went on I didn’t realise just how much I was drinking until my bladder started complaining.
“Hey Yumi where’s the toilets?” I asked. She gave me an odd look which was justified because it was implying I wanted to use the toilet while in her body.
“They’re at the rear.” She pointed to the opposite side of the convention centre. I quickly headed in that direction fearing that there might be a line. I wasn’t wrong. The line was massive and to rub it in it was only the women’s toilets that had a line. If I was a guy I could have strolled right onto the men’s, taken care of business and strolled out again. The line didn’t look like it was going to move anytime soon and I couldn’t wait. I think I saw some portable toilets outside where the food trucks were parked up. I abandoned the line that had yet to move and headed outside. My legs were quaking now and I wasn’t sure how much Yumi’s bladder could hold. I searched desperately for the portable toilets and my efforts bore fruit as I spotted a blue portable stall resting against the wall. I quickly jumped in, locked the door, put several layers of toilet paper between my skin and the seat then emptied my bladder.
“Ah…” The last drips left me leaving me with a feeling of relief. Suddenly I heard a couple of voices and I hoped I wouldn't have an audience waiting for me when I stepped out.
“The prize code is just around the corner, you’ll see it soon.” They passed me by but their words left me curious. All the prize codes were indoors, the woman in charge of them said so herself. I quickly cleaned up and stepped outside just in time to see a lone female cosplayer accompanied by three guys disappear around the corner.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You arrive at the convention. Yumi's first port of call is getting a picture of both of you at the booth in your outfits. You pair up for <<click "the picture">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MahouDuo.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.<div id="imago"></div>
After things start you find yourself in need of the toilet. While outside you see some suspicous boys leading a lone girl around a corner.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Ignore It|Day5CentreTwo]]</div><<set $erobus2 = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I was getting a taste of what women in short skirts had to put up with regularly and I didn’t like it. I pushed forward to get away from him and to my relief he didn’t follow. I glanced behind me to get a look at who it was but his eyes were hidden behind a large pair of shades. At the next stop he got off the bus. As he squeezed past Yumi I saw her head spin around with a look of disgust as he pushed past. I couldn’t see what had happened but suspected that my ass wasn’t the only one he had ‘accidentally’ touched.
We arrived at the convention centre soon after without any more trouble.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You get away from the creep. He gets off the bus soon after but not before giving Yumi a bit of the same treatment.<<endif>>
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[[Convention Centre|Day5CentreOne]]
<<set $erobus2 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>This was getting me excited. I angled forward to press my ass against his hand. The response was a gentle grab as his fingers began to mould around my <<click "ass cheek.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Asstouch2.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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We were no longer two strangers accidently brushing against each other. His other hand began caressing my lower back like a man stroking a pet, his rough fingers caressing my silky skin. With the dense crowd around us nobody could see what was happening. Most people were too lost in their own misery to pay attention to what was going on next to them. I felt him gently lift up my skirt before placing his hand on my flesh this time. I rocked my hips a little as I pressed against him even harder. I was so close now that I could feel <<click "something else">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/Asstouch3.png]]<</replace>><</click>> rubbing against me and it wasn’t his hand.
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He rubbed his trouser bulge between my cheeks as one of his hands crept forward, snaking under my top and finding its way to my breasts. This kind of situation was like something from an erotic novel. I thought perverts like this were just an exaggeration but evidently they were a lot more commonplace than I had realised. Well who was I to complain? I was encouraging this after all. He continued rubbing his shaft between my cheeks as my body reacted to the sensation of being toyed with. It was so exciting and felt so good. Leaving Yumi’s house in this body was a good idea after all. Unfortunately the pleasure was cut short by the bus arrived at our destination and I saw Yumi move to get off. As much as I’d have loved to continue this I had to follow her. I turned and winked at the man behind me then pushed through the crowd after Yumi.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to encourage him and lean into his hand. He responds by giving you ass a <<click "firm groping.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Asstouch2.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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You encourage him further and he start pushing his sword <<click "against your butt.">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/Asstouch3.png]]<</replace>><</click>><div id="imago2"></div> Unfortunately the journey doesn't late forever and you have to leave your new friend behind.<<endif>>
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[[Convention Centre|Day5CentreOne]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>A lone girl being lured somewhere secluded by three guys. It was a scene straight from a news report and it never ended well for the girl. I quickly followed and crept close to the corner they had disappeared around.
“Oh that’s odd. Did they move it? I could just tell you the code I guess but I want you to do something for me in exchange,” I heard one of them say. Like I suspected there was no prize code nor had there ever been.
“Hey! What are you doing?” The girl cried out. I peeked around the corner and saw two of the guys holding the girl by the arm as the tallest of the three looked at her pervertedly.
“You outfit is amazing, I love how much it empathises your breasts.” He reached out and <<click "groped her chest">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Grope1.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.
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She tried to call out but one of the others covered her mouth muffling her cries. I could see where this was going and had to do something.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You investigate worried about the lone girl. You discover the leader of the group <<click "groping her chest">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Grope1.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.
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<div id="choice">[[Get Help|CentreS2]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t want to get involved. I quickly slid way pretending I hadn’t seen anything and returned to where Yumi was.
“Something happen?” Sharp as ever.
“No. I had to use the outside toilet which is never pleasant.”
“Sorry my body doesn’t have better bladder control.” Was she sincere or being sarcastic? It was hard to tell with her. The day soon wrapped up and we headed home on a much less crowded bus. I’d be up early tomorrow again however for the second day of this.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You walk away without intervening. You explain to Yumi you were just using the toilet. After the convention you both head back on a much less crowded bus.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day5Home]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Hey!” I quickly revealed myself and glared at the three guys harassing the girl.
“What do you want?” They spat back. They started getting closer to me.
“Leave her alone,” I ordered. I realised there was little hope of them listening to me.
“We are just talking, right?” They leader of the group gave the girl a terrifying look to try and intimidate her into saying what he wanted. She wanted to respond but her lips just tremored unable to produce the words.
“See, she’s fine.” The other two guys were now on either side of me with their hands in their pockets. They weren’t touching me but their faces were uncomfortably close.
“Hey this girl’s pretty hot, how about we play with her instead?” One of them suggested to the leader.
“Yeah, we’ll let this girl go if you take her place,” they offered.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You yell at the thugs but they aren't intimidated in the slighest. They play dumb about what they are doing, but then they offer you a chance to swap with the girl and take her place.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Refuse|CentreS4]]</div>
<<if $erobus2 is "yes">><div id="choice">[[Accept|CentreS5b]]</div><<endif>><<if $erobus2 is "no">><div id="choice">[[Accept|CentreS5a]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I couldn’t let this continue but there wasn’t much I could do alone. I quickly ran back to the convention centre to get help. I spotted a security guard so ran up to him. I explained what was happening and without a moment's hestitation he followed me. We ran round the corner and found the girl being pinned to the floor by the three guys.
"Hey!" He yelled at them.
"Oh shit. Get them, if they report us we're fucked." The three of them rushed us but it was three thugs versus a trained guard. A swift strike to the stomach knocked the wind out of the lead thug. With their leader taken out in a single hit the other two backed off and began running the other way.
"Are you alright?" I helped the girl to her feet. She had been roughed up and her clothes ripped in places but was otherwise okay.
"You're coming with me." The would be rapist was pulled to his feet and dragged away. Other staff members showed up to help the girl and once I had answered a few questions I returned to the booth where Yumi was.
“Something happen?” She must have noticed something.
“Some creeps tried to force themselves on a girl. They've been delt with now.” Yumi understood the calibre of guy I was referring to. What was important was that the girl was safe.
The day soon wrapped up and we headed to the bus stop. Today had been only a half-day. I'd need my rest for tomorrow as I'd have a full day at the booth.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You run off and find help quickly. The guard you find quickly saves the troubled girl. You return to the booth afterward and explain things to Yumi.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day5Home]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>Since I had time to kill that evening I decided to learn a little more about the game I was promoting. Since getting the Reborn app I had forgotten that my phone was still a smart phone so could do other things. I had a flier so scanned the QR code and downloaded the game. Soon a familiar pink character appeared on screen. I was a little curious about the special item so entered the code for that.
‘Item unlocked – Neko outfit!’
A pair of cat ears and matching tail appeared on the screen and I equipped them to my character. They added to her cuteness and really suited her. I just hoped Yumi wasn’t planning on making me dress up like that as well.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You have some time to kill so play the a game a little. You unlock a pair of cat ears for your character which suit her well. Hopefully Yumi won't get any ideas.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|Day6Centre]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“No way, I don’t want to ‘play’ with you jerks.” Suddenly both my arms were grabbed by the two on either side of me.
“You talk big for a girl wearing a tiny skirt.” One of their hands <<click "grabbed my ass">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Asstouch2.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and pulled up my skirt.
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“Oh nice,” he cheered as he exposed my panties for all to see. I tried struggling but I was too weak. I was stuck. In Yumi’s body my physical strength was lacking, one of these guys could have held me down alone, but both of them; I had no hope of wrestling free. Another hand found its way to my chest and proceeded to forcefully <<click "squeeze my breasts">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/Chestgrope.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. I had to do something now or else. <div id="imago2"></div>
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<div id="choice">[[Try to fight|Day5Rap]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“That’s sound fair.” The three of them seemed surprised by how quickly I agreed. To prove I was sincere I moved closer to the guy I suspected was the leader of the three and kissed him playfully on the lips. This was going to be even better than what happened on the bus on the way here.
“Now let her go so we can have some fun.” They let go of the girl immediately. She backed off then ran away. Hopefully she wouldn’t tell anyone I was here as it would just ruin the fun. I began unbuttoning the shirt of the leader who smiled and placed both his hands under my skirt on my ass. It reminded me of the man on the bus, but this time there were a lot less people around and more room to have fun.
“Hey what about us?” Protested the two underlings. They clearly wanted in on the action as well.
“Do you mean to tell me you two need my permission to touch me? That didn’t seem to concern you before,” I mocked. I finished unbuttoning the leader’s shirt and moved down to his pants. I freed his enlarged cock and teased it between my fingers as two more pairs of hands began touching me.
“Enough teasing.” The leader grabbed my head and forced his cock into my mouth. It tasted odd, even a little salty. Behind me my skirt was flipped up and my panties pulled down as the two behind me looked at my pussy.
“Hey, you two aren’t virgins are you?” I asked after removing the dick from my mouth. Their leader obviously wasn't, but these two I wasn't so sure about.
“N-no!” They denied it but I could tell. They were probably only a little older than me and were touching me like it was their first time touching a woman. No wonder they were so desperate as to try and force themselves upon a lone girl at a convention. One of them unzipped his pants hastily determined to be the first inside me but the chain of command quickly put him in his place. The leader greedy turned me around and without a warning rammed his cock deep inside me.
“Watch and learn," he declared as his dick split me open. I steadied myself <<click "against the wall">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ConSex1.png]]<</replace>><</click>> as he had his way, roughly pulling out then ramming it back into me as hard as he could.
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Something inside me was burning with lust that turned what should have been rough pain into erotic pleasure. I wanted more and fortunately there was more than one dick available to me. Soon I not only had a cock inside me but also one in each of my hands as I moved my mouth between the two of them. My teasing was too much for one of them as he suddenly grabbed me and forced his cock so deep into my mouth that I felt it touch the back of my mouth as he came, spraying his cum down my throat. His assault left me coughing but while he was done his friend wasn’t. Another dick was forced into my mouth as I was still recovering from the first. Soon a second load of cum sprayed the inside of mouth. Seeing this, their leader decided to join in. He pulled out of my pussy and shoved his cock back into my mouth then opened the floodgates. The amount he unleashed was more than his friends combined. I was left choking but didn’t let a drop escape my mouth.
“Is that it?” I teased as I finished swallowing their combined loads. “Thanks for the snack.” My ‘toilet break’ had lasted a little too long.
“Shit girl can we get your number?”
“Why would I let you call me when you couldn't make me cum?” This had been fun, but they were too inexperienced and hasty to offer me any real thrill. I cleaned myself up then returned to the convention centre like nothing had ever happened.
“Where were you?” Yumi asked when I returned.
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Fine, but let her go.” Two of them got behind me but their leader kept a hold of the other girl.
“Alright we’ll let her go, once we’re done with you.” The two behind me grabbed my arms. The leader pushed the other girl against the wall and whispered into her ear. She obediently slid to the ground shaking with fear.
“Don’t hurt her!” I yelled trying to struggle free but the two holding me had a solid grip. Maybe if I was in my real body I might have escaped but Yumi’s body was just too weak.
“Wow, if you struggle someone might get hurt.” The one holding the other girl was definitely calling the shots. The two holding me were just doing whatever he said. He stepped closer to me and lifted my chin with his hand. Suddenly he pressed his lips against mine and forced his tongue into my mouth. I was disgusting and I felt violated.
“Such a rebellious expression for someone who volunteered to do this.” The two behind me shoved me in the back of the knee forcing me down. Now my face was close to the leader’s crotch. He unzipped his pants and his erect dick popped out inches from my face.
“Suck it, or we’ll do something to her,” he warned. Dammit this was such a shitty situation. I didn’t want them to hurt her so I opened my mouth and gently took his shaft inside. Suddenly he grabbed my hair and pushed my head onto his cock until I could feel his tip against the back of my throat.
“Go on, suck it properly.” I didn’t want to do this but I had no choice. I started to <<click "blow him">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ConBJ.png]]<</replace>><</click>> as he kept his hand on my hair to keep my mouth firmly around his cock. I had to breathe through my nose which was horrific as the smell was so pungent. It must have lasted two minutes before he suddenly he pushed me away and looked down at me with a bored expression.
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“You’re fucking terrible at this.” He pushed me to the ground then stepped over me. “She’s worthless, c’mon let’s go.” I was left with a terrible taste in my mouth as the three thugs headed off. I felt terrible but at least the other girl was alright. I fixed my up clothes then helped her to her feet. We returned to the convention centre hoping never to see those three assholes ever again.
"What happened to you?" Yumi asked when I returned.
"I don't wanna talk about it." I grabbed a bottle of juice from under the booth, rinsed out my mouth then spat into the nearest bin. No matter how many times I repeated that however the horrible taste didn't go away. All I could do was put what had happened behind me and carry on.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>He accepts your offer then forces you to suck him off. It's a terrible experience but you at least saved the other girl. You return hoping to never see those assholes again.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day5Home]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Yumi glanced at me for the fifth time that morning. We were back manning the booth dealing the influx of potential customers who had arrived at the convention hall that Saturday.
“What’s up?” I had to ask her why she kept staring at me.
“Did you increase the size of your breasts?” So she had noticed.
“Guilty,” I confessed. While it wasn’t true to say that all guys liked girls with big boobs, the type of guys I was after nearly always did. The consequence was that by increasing my chest size my clothes were tighter and slightly uncomfortable but also more eye-catching. It was worth it as half the men I had talked to today had all been ogling my chest the entire conversation. Some of them were so preoccupied with my chest they weren’t even paying attention to what I was saying. They were easy to convince to download the game I was promoting. I had grown more confident in talking to people like this. Yesterday Yumi had done most of the work but today I was on the attack using my womanly charms to pull in the crowds.
“That’s it, you’re ready to play,” I explained to the guy I was speaking with. He nodded like a zombie. “Any questions?”
“Uh no, I’ll be sure to play and give it 5 stars.” A 5 star rating from someone who had yet to press start, some guys sure were easy to convince. He soon left to explore the convention centre. I was starting to get bored now though.
“Good work girls, take a break if you need it.” Simon was getting more interest that he expected thanks to our help. I decided to take up his offer and went offer exploring the convention centre. Someone around here must be up for some fun but who? I should probably decide on what kind of guy I wanted.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The next day you return to the convention centre and continue working. You get bored tough and decide to find someone to have some fun with, what kind of guy should you seek out?<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Someone short and nerdy|Day6SN]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Someone tall and confident|Day6ST]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Help!” I cried out as loud as I could. A rough hand immediately covered my mouth to prevent me calling out any further.
“Shut up bitch.” He pulled on my hair forcing my head to tilt back.
“Help!” The other girl cried as she tried to wrestle free. My bout of courage had inspired her to call out as well but we were outnumbered and quickly both of us had been forced to the ground.
“What do we do? Someone might have heard them?”
“Then keep watch idiot.” The person keeping watch would obviously miss out on the fun so the two underlings looked at each other trying to give hints that the other should go keep an eye out. They ultimately decided that neither of them should do it. I tried to struggle as they began removing my clothes. I saw my skirt and panties being tossed to the side as my exposed lower half was pressed against the cold ground. Next they began unfastening their own belts but that was as far as they got.
“Halt villains!” A heroic voice commanded. We all looked around then directly upwards. Standing on the roof looking down on us was a mysterious figure that had taken a heroic pose.
Against the sky I could only make out a dark silhouette of the person. Suddenly they jumped from the high roof. It was easily a forty foot drop to the ground but they didn’t so much as twist an ankle as they landed flawlessly. I realised that my saviour was none other than Yumi still dressed as Magi-Cute Sky.
“Who the fuck are…omphf!” The orb of Yumi’s sceptre struck the leader across the cheek. Immediately the two goons holding me let go and dived at her but with a punch and a kick they both went airborne and landed onto of their leader.
“Get off me you fools!” He began shoving to get them off him.
“Oh misguided ones, let the light of my soul purge the evil from yours!” Yumi declared using a line Magi-Cute Sky used when cleansing the evil from her enemies. It obviously wouldn’t work in real-life, or so I thought. Yumi had my phone in her other hand. With the three thugs targeted she quickly used the personality modifier on them. The change was instant. Immediately all three of them lost their aggression and slowly got up.
“Oh shit, what were we about to do?” They suddenly realised that what they had been doing was wrong. It was like they had been possessed before but were now of clear mind.
“We’re sorry for everything we’ve done!” They cried. They were genuinely sorry. They kept on begging for forgiveness from us.
“You were being misguided by a dark force but I’ve freed you now. Now go, make up for the wrongs you have committed!”
“Thank-you for helping us!” With a change of heart they left us be to seek out those in need of help.
“Are you two okay?” Yumi helped me and the other girl to our feet. It had been an unsettling event for her but she seemed alright now.
“T-thank-you, but who are you?”
“Me? I’m just a masked hero!” Yumi proudly declared. She was getting too much into this but the girl she had saved was eating it up.
“Thank you so much!” With that she returned to the convention centre. Those thugs wouldn’t be targeting her or anyone else for that matter again. Now that we were alone I could speak to Yumi properly.
I started by saying “Thanks.”
“I’m glad my partner is unharmed. It is our duty as Magi-Cutes to purge the darkness from the souls of those taints by it.” I was beginning to fear she had gone off the deep end.
“Unharmed huh?” I rubbed my arm where they had grabbed me. “I wouldn’t say that but I’m glad you showed up before they went any further.” I was sure that if Yumi hadn’t shown up they would have raped me.
“I felt your cry for help and responded. Don’t worry; in the future you’ll have no trouble dealing with them.” Yumi flexed her muscles while saying that. I realised the reason she had been able to beat up those three guys without breaking a sweat was because she had used the app to make herself stronger. She had the body of a teenage girl, but enough strength to wrestle a bull to the ground. With the power of the app she had turned herself into a real magical girl, and as her partner I’d have that strength as well.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You cry out for help. Thing get rough but suddenly Yumi appears and kicks the thugs asses under the guide of being a superhero. She's enhanced her body with the app to make herself really strong so easily deals with the thugs. She calls you her partner and you get a feeling this won't be the last time she'll be beating up crooks.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I clenched my fist and swung it hard striking the guy holding me on the nose. It temporarily stunned him and I broke free but I was grabbed before I could get away. The next thing I knew I had been thrown onto the ground. Two of the thugs were soon on top of me pinning me down.
“Let go!” I tried to fight my way out but it was impossible.
“Fucking bitch.” The guy I hit on the nose was pissed. “Can I fuck her?” He asked the guy holding the other girl. They pulled down my skirt and quickly shoved my own panties <<click "into my mouth">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Pantygag.png]]<</replace>><</click>> to keep me from calling out for help.
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“Go ahead.” Those words made me tremble but I was helpless. One of them kept me pinned as the other dropped his trousers and took out his dick. I was completely helpless he lifted me up while searching for my hole with his cock. When he found it he didn’t hesitate to <<click "shove it inside.">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/Consex2.png]]<</replace>><</click>> The feeling of getting violated was horrible. I just wanted it to end so I could crawl away and cry but my ordeal had only just begun.
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“Let’s join in shall we?” Their leader pulled down the skirt of the girl he was holding as his thugs held me, unable to do anything but take it. The other girl weakly cried out as their leader pushed her against the wall with his cock invading her pussy. Like me she tried to fight it but we were both helpless. They tore away all our clothes leaving us completely naked. The one raping me held me from behind, forcing me to watch the other girl as he continued violating me.
“I want in too!” There were three guys but only two girls. The man behind me pushed me forward like a toy. The other man grabbed hold of me and started raping me as well. I thought it couldn’t get any worse but I was wrong. The man behind me spread my ass then pressed his dick against my ass.
“Oh she’s trying to keep me out,” he laughed. I clenched hard to deny him access but it wasn’t enough. His cock broke through and painfully invaded my ass.
They started passing us around, taking turns violating us using not just our ass and pussies but also our mouths. The foul taste of cock mixed with the taste of my violated pussy was the most repulsive thing I’d ever tasted. I just wanted this to end but they kept on going until they were completely satisfied.
“I’m gonna cum!” The three of them in succession sprayed their seed over our violated bodies. They even started jacking off to get every last drop out, leaving us both covered with their sticky white cum.
“Fuck that was fun. Let’s leave these two cum dumpsters here in case somebody else wants to use them.” They left us lying on the cold ground. I felt broken, like I had lost something I would never get back. I didn’t return to the convention centre after that. I felt like the moment I stepped through those doors everyone would turn and look at me like they knew what had just happened, seeing me as the piece of trash I was.
I waited outside in my torn clothes until Yumi finally came looking for me.
“Holy shit Joe what happened?” Only a blind man wouldn’t notice something was wrong.
“Get me my phone.” She wanted an explanation but I refused to give her one. She returned to the convention centre and returned with my phone in her hand. I quickly snatched it from her. There was one thing on my mind and that was…<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Your attempt to fight back fails. They pinning you to the ground and waste little time shoving their dicks inside you. Your helpless as they rape you and when they're done they toss you aside. Later Yumi finds you and gives you your phone. There is only one thing on your mind.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Wanting To Forget|Day5Forget]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>Next time I meet those assholes things were going to be very different.
“Joe did something happen?” Yumi was concerned but I didn’t want her involved.
“Don’t concern yourself with it, or what I’m about to do next.” Since today’s events were over there was no reason for me to remain in this form. I turned back to my normal self but it didn’t ease the feeling of being violated or my desire for revenge. Yumi tried to figure out what had happened but I didn’t tell her.
Once home I decided to test out one of the app’s features I had yet to use. The memory alteration feature had a few useful functions including the ability to allow you to relive an event from memory. I didn’t want to go through what had happened today a second time, but it was necessary for there was something hidden in that memory I needed. I sat back on my bed then used the relive function on myself. Immediately my vision changed as I went from being on my bed to back at the convention centre. I heard myself talking and in front of me were the three assholes who I had just confronted. I couldn’t act or influence events in anyway, but what I could do was pay close attention to the finer details. I looked at their faces and burned them into my eyes, and then I focused on their lanyards. The lanyards were colour coded. Red was for staff, green meant it was only valid on Friday and blue was weekend pass. All three of them were wearing blue lanyards which meant there was a very high possibility I’d be seeing them again tomorrow. Now I knew they were coming back, I could make plans to deal with them when they did.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use the app to rellive the event to acquire details of the assholes who raped you. Using that info you know they will be around tomorrow.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day6Venge]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I stepped out of the portable toilet having finished relieving myself and to my surprise Yumi was standing there.
“You need the toilet as well?” She must have followed me out although she had a concerned look on her face.
“Joe… What’s the last thing you remember?” That was an odd question.
“Um… going to the toilet like I said I was, why?” I noticed Yumi was clutching my phone.
“You…” Yumi was clearly on the fence about telling me something. “Never mind. You made the decision so I won’t question it.” What was she talking about?
“Did something happen?” I asked.
“Yeah, but whatever it was you decided you were better off just forgetting about it.” I returned to the convention centre confused about what had happened.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Having erase your memories you have no idea that anything happened. You step out of the toilet the second time believing it to be the first. You return to the booth to continue working.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“We have a demo on the app store that you can download anytime,” I said with an energetic smile. There were a lot more people here today than yesterday but I was constantly on the lookout for the three from yesterday. I had modified my costume to add in a hidden pocket for my phone. When those three showed up I would be ready. I had a view of the main entrance from where I was standing so it was only a matter of time before they walked through it.
“So are you dressed as the main character?” The eyes of the guy I was speaking with were bouncing between my breasts and the breasts of the girl on the poster behind me.
“Do you like it? I love cosplaying interesting characters.” I didn’t know anything about the girl I was dressed as but neither did the man I was speaking to. I gave him a bright smile as my eyes drifted past him to glance at the door once more. My smile turned sinister as I saw them. The three assholes from yesterday had just walked through the door.
“So when will the full game be out?” I had to deal with this guy first.
“Oh the full game is also finished and on the app store.” I showed him the flier which had all the information on it. "You can also sign up for our news letter." I showed him the sheet for him to write his email. He bent down to write giving me a chance to escape.
“Toilet break,” I told Yumi before diving through the crowd. The three assholes had stopped in the centre of the convention centre to point at other cosplayers and make remarks about their outfits. They had devised their own rating system that seemed entirely based on two factors, how skinny a girl was and how much skin she was showing.
“Check out the 1 outta 10 over there. Maybe we should get lunch early before she eats the food truck.” They were practically shouting as if they wanted everyone nearby to hear their insults. Their rude behaviour was causing people to avoid walking near them which made them easily targets for me. With a clear shot I took out my phone and selected all three of them with the poser which I could use to control them. If I wanted to I could order them to go outside and thrown themselves in the river but that wasn’t the kind of revenge I was after.
“You will go outside to the spot you raped those girls yesterday,” I whispered into my phone. The power of the poser function implanted my command into their heads.
“Hey let’s head round back,” one of them suggested and the other two instantly agreed. The poser was convenient in that it made the person under its influence think anything they did was their own choice. There was probably a limit to how far that could stretch but that wasn’t a concern for this. The three of them headed out the side exit then towards the rear, returning to the scene of the crime.
“Now you will enter a trance and not wake up until told.” The three of them stopped moving and just looked ahead with vacant stares. I walked in front of them and waved my hand in front of their eyes but they didn’t so much as blink.
“Excellent.” Next up would be a spot of body swapping. I didn’t want to put myself in a trance so I used a more round about method to switch my body with the body of the leader. I then issued a few more commands, took his place and let events resume.
“And awake!” Time resumed and immediately a girl dressed in a familiar pink outfit tripped out from behind the dumpster and landed in front of us. It was the leader of the group inside my body.
“Oh look guys. The slut from yesterday’s back for another round,” I declared. The two goons to either side of me had no idea that I wasn’t who they thought I was, and that the girl in front of them was their boss.
“What’s going on?” Their leader was obviously very confused. He looked down and was shocked to see himself in my, or rather Yumi’s, body. I almost felt sympathy, not!
“I’ve got a little present for you.” I pulled from my back pocket a ball gag. She looked horrified as the realisation of what was going on began to set in. Before she could cry for help or try to explain who she really was I pounced, pinning her down and firmly secured the gag to her mouth preventing speech. She could still beg for help, but I just used that against her.
“Looks guys she is begging for our cocks.” They both were smiling lustfully. “Let’s help her out and get her out of these clothes.” Under my instruction they began stripping her although there wasn’t much to strip. She cried helplessly with begging eyes but why would I give her something she never gave me? With her clothes remove and my shaft erect I got straight to the dirty. Held down by my new comrade she was unable to do anything was I drove <<click "my cock into her">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ConsexR.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. It was fantastic. The feeling of power as I raped her was intoxicating but not as intoxicating as my desire for revenge been quenched.
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“What about us?” My two minions had their own desires that needed satisfied. I pulled out and lifted our victim from the floor.
“Well she has two holes.” She obviously heard me as she cried out loudly in protest to my suggestion. I kept her under control as my minions positioned themselves on either side of her. She tried desperately to explain to them who she really was but with the gag in her mouth she couldn’t. She was completely at the mercy of her friends as they filled both her holes with their cocks. I watched as her will to resist was slowly eroded away. With her will to resist gone she began to succumb to the pleasure. One of my minions had reached his limit and after filling her ass with cum slumped to the ground. The other bent her over and kept on going which gave me an idea. I remove the gag but she was too lost to say anything. Her mouth was empty for long as presented her with my cock and she eagerly accepted, sucking what was her own dick with vigour. She was completely broken. She hit her orgasm but we didn’t stop until all three of her holes with filled with our seed.
“Wow what a slut, think she’s ready for round two?” My first minion had recovered and was ready for more.
“Oh yeah, when we’re done she won’t be able to live without a cock in one of her holes.” The three of them were soon in the midst of a threesome again. With a cock in her mouth and another in her ass I decided it was time to turn them back to normal. It took them a moment to realise what had happened but when they did both of my minions pulled out.
“Mack?” So that was his name. “What’s going on?” They were confused so I decided to clear things up.
“It’s simple, that girl you enjoy raping was actually your friend, and judging by his expression he really liked it.” Despite being himself again Mack had a ravaged expression. I may have used the app to cause him to break so fast but there was no reason to mention that to them.
“That was Mack? Then who are you?”
“Someone you’ll regret fucking with.” I targeted them all with the app and made a quick change. I robbed all three of them of their manhood, turning them into bimbo versions of themselves. With that there was one last chance to make. I selected all three of them again along with myself then triggered the apps ultimate feature. The entire world was changed to reflect their new image. Memories of them, photos, everything was changed so that it would seem they had always been the women they were now.
“Enjoy your new lives.” I walked away with those words. Once out of sight I turned back to Yumi and returned to the convention centre with a smile on my face. I’d keep what I had did a secret from Yumi. She had no reason to know what I was using my power for plus I didn’t want her to stop me from using it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wait for them to arrive and when they do you use the poser to send them outside. There you get your revenge. When you are done you alter their bodies, turning them from men into bimbos. Using the mass memory alteration you make the change permanent.<<endif>>
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[[Someday In The Future|VengeEnd]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Short and nerdy, there was no shortage of people who fitted those criteria in a place like this. I scanned the floor and quickly spotted someone who was a <<click "walking cliché">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Nerdguy.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. He was short, had black hair and was wearing a pair of thick ass glasses. His loose clothing covered most of his body to disguise his lack of muscle. The way he nervously avoided looking directly at the women around him just screamed virgin. He was going to be a lot of fun to tease.
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He had stopped to look at a table selling miniature figures, perfect. I walked over and stood right beside him in what some would call a personal space violation. He tried moving away but that was what I wanted him to do.
“I don’t bite,” I teased him. I quickly grabbed his arm to prove that I wasn’t a vicious shark. It was the most contact he had from a girl he wasn’t related to in months. He wasn’t sure if he should look away or play along.
“Not very good with women I see, what’s your name?” Ah teasing him like this was so fun.
“M-mark.” He was so nervous.
“Hello Mark, I’m… well right now I’m Magi-Cute Heart.” I gave him a playful wink. “You here alone?”
“Y-yeah.” Excellent. He was all mine.
“Oh? No girlfriend?”
“I’m um, no, I’m single.” Oh god it was so amusing seeing his gaze bouncing between my breasts and eyes. He knew that proper etiquette dictated he maintained eye contact, but his desire to peer at my tight top was fighting against him. If this guy was ever going to get a girlfriend he’s need to learn to be less reserved. Fortunately I was here to help.
“You’re fun, come this way, there’s something I want to show you.” I led him outside and around the side of the building to the same spot I had my way with those three thugs from yesterday. This time things would be a little more private.
“Here we are,” I declared innocently. He looked around confused and slightly worried. I quickly advanced on him, pushing him against the wall and locking my lips with his. His expression was priceless. The cogs in his brain were on the brink of burning out as he tried to figure out if this was real-life, or just another one of his wet dreams.
“Don’t be so shy,” I teased rubbing my hand across the bulge in his pants. “You were hoping this was going to happen, why else would you follow me? If I was a dishonest woman I could have had a group of my buddies waiting here ready to jump you.” I unzipped his pants and freed his cock. Unfortunately it wasn’t the behemoth I was hoping for but it would still satisfy me to some degree.
“I…um…ah…” His brain couldn’t put together any more than two letters. His cock however knew full well what was happening and was ready to go even if he wasn’t. I bent down and rubbed it between my hands then opened my mouth and brought it inside. It was strange how addictive the strong taste was. My prey just stood still as I orally cleaned his shaft, getting it ready for the next part. He was like a life-size doll; I gently pushed him down to the ground then lowered myself onto him, resting his tip against the entrance of my puss.
“Do you want to take me or shall I do all the work?” I asked him. He nervously raised his hands and grabbed my thighs. He was finally breaking out of his shell. He thrust upwards and I felt him enter me. His technique was still lousy so I took over, <<click "riding him">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/ConsexN.png]]<</replace>><</click>> cowgirl style as he lay back and let his years of virginity finally come to an end.
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“Can I touch you?” Even now with his dick deep inside me he still was hesitant to make a move.
“If I said no would you stop?” I stopped moving, waiting for his answer. He really had been raised a good boy who wouldn’t look a woman unless she gave him explicated permission to. Was this what the world was coming to? Not if I could help it. I remained still, resisting my own urges to carry on. He remained still as well as he tried to figure out what he was meant to be doing. I didn’t say anything. A minute went past followed by another; we were both uncomfortable but him more so than me. Finally something in his head clicked and he began to rock his hips again.
“I didn’t say you could continue.” He stopped and waited for further instruction but I had none to give him. If he was ever going to get a girlfriend he’d need to learn to take the initiative.
“Can I move?” I didn’t answer. His body was aching and his cock was demanding he continue. Finally his body’s urges surpassed him own hesitations. He twisted his body to get comfy, but his cock demanded more and he slowly began thrusting again.
“Did I give you permission?” I repeated.
“You didn’t say I couldn’t.” He was finally getting it. I continued rocking my hips and with both of us moving together the pleasure doubled. It was true, virgins were pretty terrible at sex but now that he had cast aside that label he could turn into a man capable of pleasing a woman.
“I’m sorry, I’m gonna cum!” He still needed a bit of work though.
“Don’t, you are not to cum inside me. Understand?” I said that, but I had no intention of getting off him. He was trapped beneath me, his load ready to blow but he was trying desperately to hold it in. I moved faster, stimulating his cock further knowing that eventually the cork would pop. I watched his face as he closed his eyes to focus every fibre of his body into keeping it inside. God this was amazing. I could feel it, my own orgasm rising up inside me. I tried to hold back as well but it was fruitless.
“I’m sorry!” He lost control and I felt an eruption inside me. A warm flush filled me as I too hit my orgasm as we cried out. I collapsed onto of him a moment later, his cock finally sliding free leaving a white trail behind it.
“How does it feel to be a man?” I whispered. I didn’t get an answer but I knew that it was nowhere near as good as being a woman.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You find you target and bring him around back for some fun. You claim your victim's virginity, orgasming as you <<click "ride him">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/ConsexN.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.<<endif>><div id="imago2"></div>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I wanted to see what an experienced man was capable off. The group from yesterday had been fun but they had a long way to go if they were to ever satisfy me.
“Oooh.” I spotted the perfect candidate. Standing above the crowd was a towering man dressed in all black with a tight white shirt. He might’ve been cosplaying as a street vigilante or maybe that was just how he dressed. Either way <<click "I wanted him">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Tallguy.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. Just imagining him grabbing my hips and lifting me up was making me moist. Like me he had an exhibitor's armband. He was stood behind a table lined with what looked like replica swords. Fate had just thrown me a freebee.
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“Nice sword,” I greeted approaching his table.
“Thanks girl, I hear that a lot but I’ll say it’s the first time anyone’s said it to me outside the bedroom.” He was already on the same page as me.
“Oh? Now I’m curious."
“You come round mine tonight and I’ll give you a free demonstration of my sword play.” This guy had no shortage of confidence. Now I really was curious about what he was packing.
“Well I know a spot out back...”
“Out back? Girl I thought better of you. If your pants go down that easy you need to buy a belt. Tell you what, you come find me later once the doors shut and I’ll take you on a ride you won’t ever forget.”
“I'll remember your offer.” I hope his words were more than just words. I returned to our oww booth eager to see if he was serious about what he had said.
After several hours the day’s events finally drew to a close. Since we’d be returning tomorrow there was no need for us to pack anything up.
“Head home without me,” I told Yumi as I headed off to find the man from earlier. He was still by his stall throwing a sheet over his merchandise in preparation for the next day. There wasn’t any need for small talk. We both were serious so and I left the convention centre in the passenger seat of his car.
That night he treated me to dinner before bringing me back to his bedroom. We talked a little but most of it was flirting. I learned his name was Basal and nothing else was really important.
“Welcome to my bedroom.” He opened the door for me and it was like someone spraying body spray into my face. The thin curtains were closed, basking the room in a dull orange glow from the setting sun.
“Wow,” I said stepping into his bedroom. It was like a snapshot of his soul. The décor was a mix of the tribal and modern. You could tell that this was a man who lived in the present but was proud of the past. His king sized bed felt like it was calling out to me, beckoning me in. That night I learned a whole new meaning to what it meant to be a woman.
He was firm but gentle. He touched me like a lover and it didn’t take him long to work out my bodies most sensitive spots. He soon knew this body better than I did and the way he <<click "held me from behind">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/ConsexT.png]]<</replace>><</click>> as he slid his cock in and out of me, it was more than just pleasure I felt.
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There was something else, something that made our love making magical. It was something that could only be learned through experience and I was glad I had found the perfect man to teach me. He knew how to conserve his energy and our love making lasted long into the morning before we both finally reach exhaustion and conceded to our bodies’ desire for sleep. It was just a one night stand yet it felt like more. I couldn’t help but ask the question of just what else was out there.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You choose you target and try to seduce him. He doesn't seem interested in having cheap sex and offers a romantic evening instead. You accept that night he <<click "teaches you what sex">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ConsexT.png]]<</replace>><</click>> can truly be.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
[[Someday in the future|Day6STE]]
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I closed stockroom door and locked it with an audible click. Now my prey had nowhere to run.
“Excuse me, you can’t be in here.” Wearing a green apron bearing the logo of the company that ran this shop was a cute part-timer. He was young, innocent and hard-working despite being underpaid.
“It’s okay, your manager said it was alright.” That wasn’t entirely untrue although I may have used the Reborn app to convince her to turn a blind eye. I stepped over and took off his apron.
“I’m at work, I can’t.” He gently tried to refuse me but his body didn’t lie about what he really wanted.
“Don’t be afraid, just sit back and let me take you to a place there is no coming back from.” I unfastened his belt and grabbed the waist of his trousers. This was my favourite part. It was like opening a mystery box and you didn’t quite know was inside. I pulled down his trousers and boxers and unleashed the biggest monster I’d ever seen on a boy of this height.
“Wow, I bet all the sluts at your school would be lining up if they knew you were this big.” I welcome his dick into my mouth but it was too big for me to reach the base. This was going to feel real good inside me.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>After the event at the con, you feel a desire to claim more virgin cock. You live your life slaying virgins and creating men.<<endif>>
~ End - The Slayer of Virgins ~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I sat on a hand crafted stool with an old paper lantern burning above me. The air was fresh, untainted by the city fumes I’d grown up breathing. This outdoor bar in the middle of Asia may have been very rural but that didn’t mean there wasn’t any action to be had.
“Pour me another,” I requested. The barman titled the old bottle, filling up my shot glass with some of the best alcohol I’d ever tasted.
“You’ve good taste,” complimented the man next to me in his local tongue. The bottle was being split between us with of us using ill-gotten gains to pay the bill. It had been two months since I spent the entire night in the arms of a skilled lover. Now I was travelling the world sampling the best dick it had to offer. The man drinking next to me was next on my list. Using the Reborn app I could learn the native tongue of any country instantly. It also ensured that pregnancy and disease were both things that would never bother me as I could just reset my body, or rather Yumi’s body. I had modified it a little but I had grown attached to it.
“What brings you here?” The man next to me asked.
“I’m just a traveller looking for a bed with a little heat.” I sipped on my shot glass savouring the taste.
“A bed with some heat? I can help you with.” I smiled and placed my hand on his knee. It felt firm, tonight was going to be a good one. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>After experiencing what a real man could bring, you start travelling the world to experience all the different cocks the world has to offer.<<endif>>
~ End - A World of Sex ~
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[[Start Adventure]] <div id="ui-bar2"></div><img id="banner" src="images/IntroPic.png"><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Hey I had a really good idea, how about cat ears?” Yumi suggested. I had arrived at her place early that Saturday. Instead of taking a bus Simon would be picking us up and driving us to the convention centre. I'd already transformed into my pink haired alter ego.
“This is normally where I say no, but I know how persistent you can be. So I’m assuming you have some cat ears and a tail for me to try on?” That was usually how this went.
“Actually I only had the idea last night. I didn’t have time to prepare anything but we can always improvise.”
“Let me guess, you want to use the Reborn app to turn me into a cat girl.” I knew how Yumi’s mind worked. It was pretty clear where this was going.
“Great minds think alike. Give me your phone, I have an idea.” I passed her my phone wondering what she had planned. I had explored every menu it had and there wasn’t anything I knew off that would make it easy for her to give me feline features.
“If I recall you said the app could now target two people and allow you to merge their image right?”
“Yeah, what about it?”
“Well…” Yumi walked over to her window and held up the phone to capture the image of someone outside. “What if the targets don’t have to be a human?” She pressed the copy button once on her target then a second time on me. The app took my appearance and merged it with the appearance of the other target. She cringed at the result then turned the screen around to show me.
“Oh lord.” On screen was a grotesque fusion between me and a cat. The app may have allowed Yumi to fuse my image with a cat but the projected result wasn’t a pleasant one.
“Hold on, I’ll modify it.” I’d learned from my testing that you could alter the balance of the two original images to say make it 90% one person and 10% the other. Yumi tweaked it a little then showed me the result.
“What have you done to me?” I prayed that she didn’t press the apply button as on screen was I believe the internet called a furry. It was humanoid but covered in cat fur with feline facial features.
“Wouldn’t it be funny…”
“No! No it wouldn’t,” I snapped before she completed that sentence. “If you give me claws the first thing I’ll do is use them to give you a new face,” I threatened. Yumi got the message and began fine tuning the image she was creating.
“Okay I’ve got it, let’s see if this works.” <<click "She pressed apply">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NekoJoe.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and I felt my body go fuzzy in two places, my scalp and my posterior.
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“Did it work?” I asked her. Her eyes lit up like the most adorable thing had just appeared in front of her. I barely got time to react before she pounced and began rubbing her cheek against mine like I was a cuddly pet.
“You’re so cute, hey can you feel this?” She pinched my ears, my new feline ears. I felt a tingly sensation run through my body sapping away my strength. I lost the energy to push her way as she fondled my hypersensitive new ears. Next she went for my tail and began stroking that as well.
"Yumi... it feels weird!" Obviously this wasn't how this should feel. There must have been a problem with the fusion. Being touched on either my new ears or tail left me unable to fight back. They were so sensitive that they completely overwhelmed me.
“Hey can you purr for me?” Yumi looked at me expectantly.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Yumi decides to use the app to fuse you with a cat giving you cat ears and a feline tail. Overwhelmed by your new cuteness she requests you purr for her.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Refuse|Day6Refuse]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>Looking into her eyes made me feel complacent. She rubbed my ears again and just like a cat I purred.
“Good girl,” she whispered petting me. Her hands began to move further down, touching my original ears. The way she caressed my body just made me feel secure, like I could trust her with my life. She kissed me on the neck and I purred again.
“You really sound just like a cat, I guess there more cat inside that body than I intended. It’s really cute. You’re my little pet.” Her lips moved downwards, running down my spine until she was at the base of my tail. My strength eased away as she stroked my tail between her fingers while kissing it gently.
“Oh you’re so wet.” Her fingers had found their way down to my dripping pussy. Already my fluids were running down my thigh and soaking into the carpet. Yumi had no trouble sliding her fingers inside me. Her fingers went in deep, searching for my most sensitive spots. Inside this was still Yumi’s body and she knew right where to touch me.
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“Yumi… Please…” I wanted her to keep on going, to make me feel better than I ever had. The sensation of having my ears toyed with mixed with the pleasure from my sex and combined into something unimaginable. I couldn’t think. My thoughts were drown in the sea of pleasure and I continued to purr and moan. The world around disappeared as everything turned to a flash of white. The only thing I could hear was my own voice I was cried out from the most intense orgasm I ever had.
When I finally regained my senses I was resting with my head on Yumi’s knee.
“Can you move? We need to leave soon.” How long was I gone? I wanted to continue lying here like this but sadly time wasn’t infinite. I slowly got up and noticed Yumi wasn’t quite the same as before.
“It would be silly if only you had ears right?” Poking out of her hair was a pair of cat ears much like mine. Together we made a really cute pair.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You purr for Yumi causing her to leap ontop of you. She toys with your body as your new weak spots leave you helpess to resist.<<endif>><<set $DomEv3 = "no">>
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[[Next|Day6Con]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I couldn’t let Yumi think I was her pet.
“No,” I replied giving her a stern look.
“Please,” she begged rubbing my ears. This was too much, I had to do something. Using what strength I could muster I broke free and reclaimed my phone.
“It’s not fair I’m the only who gets their ears rubbed.” Applying the same change to Yumi that she had given me wasn’t that difficult. Soon she also had two pointed ear protruding from her scalp and a sleek tail gently swaying behind her. Since she should now share the same weakness as me I quickly pinched and began rubbing her ears.
“Ahhh,” she weakly cried. Her legs turned to jelly and she slumped down now at my mercy. Her expression was adorable; I could understand why she felt the desire to rub her cheek against mine.
“How does it feel?” I teased, continuing to rub her.
“It’s weird… is this what cat’s feel like?” I doubted it. Cats weren’t paralysed by having their ears touched. Yumi must have accidently made our ears hypersensitive. I wasn’t complaining, now she was at my complete mercy. She really was like a cute little kitten like this. They say to help owners bond with pets they should share a little skin ship so I began rubbing my body against Yumi’s. My hand drifted down to inside her panties and I ran my fingers between her dripping folds.
“You’re really enjoying this.” I slid a finger inside her and felt her walls push against me, inviting me further inside. My first finger was joined by another two. With my three fingers <<click "pleasuring her">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Yumisex2.png]]<</replace>><</click>>, Yumi began to moan. I kept my other hand on her scalp, toying with her ears as she succumbed to my assault.
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“Joe… please… I can’t…Ahhh!” She tried so hard to be the dominant one, but under my touch she purred just like the cat she was. “Joe I’m cumming!” She couldn’t hold any longer and I felt her pussy clench around my fingers as she came. I brought my lips to her feline ear and nibbled her a little.
“How did that feel my little pet?” Her blissfully expression was priceless. Seeing a girl completely incapacitated by pleasure felt empowering.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You refuse to purr then turn the tables on Yumi. She is soon cumming from your touch as you pleasure her into submission.<<endif>><<set $DomEv3 = "yes">>
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[[Next|Day6Con]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>The convention Centre was even busier today than yesterday. Me and Yumi were swarmed with crowds checking out our booth. Having two cute girl cats pulling the crowds gave us a serious edge over the competition. Not everyone wanted to talk about the game though; there were plenty of people who ever more interested in me and Yumi. We were complemented on how life-like our ears and tails were more than I could count. Fellow cosplayers were also always asking how we got them to be so lifelike which was a question I couldn’t answer for obvious reasons.
“I just followed a video I saw online,” I explained every time the question came up. The hard part was when people wanted to feel it. I had to pretend that I didn’t feel a thing. This was especially difficult when people stroked it. It took everything I had to not crumble from the hypersensitivity. It was a long day and I on several occasions use the Reborn app to cure my aching feet. Finally proceedings reached their end and I was able to walk out of the convention centre a free man or rather a free cat girl.
When I returned home I looked at myself in the mirror at my face, my real face.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>At the convention centre your new look attracts a lot of attention and questions. You brush most of them off with ease. After its all said and done you look at your real face and wonder which you prefer.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[I think I prefer being a cute girl|Day7Con2]]</div><<set $YumiEnd = "male">><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was now Sunday and the last day of the convention. Like yesterday I went to Yumi’s house in the morning then was driven to the convention centre by Simon. I’d be glad once this was done so Yumi would lose her reason to force me to parade around as a living doll. There were less people at the convention compared to yesterday. The convention would also close early to give exhibitors time to pack up.
Like yesterday Yumi and I worked to pull in the crowds. After two days of doing this it had become rather mundane though. I looked at the clock constantly waiting for the final announcement instructing people to head home. Finally late afternoon the speakers chimed and the voice of the convention organisers floated through the convention centre.
“Great work. I can’t believe how much attention we got.” Simon gave us both a pat on the back. “I mean, I’ve been watching the traffic to our servers. The spike in downloads we got far exceeds what we usually experience. I’ll pay you both a bonus.”
“Pay?” We were getting paid? I looked at Yumi and her reaction told me everything I needed to know. She had been keeping the fact we were being paid a secret.
“Well I wanted you to come because you wanted to, not because of the money,” she explained. Such a cheesy excuse but I believed her. She wasn’t the type of person to steal my share. We helped Simon disassemble the stall and pack everything up. Once we were done we headed outside and lined up at the empty bus stop.
“Ah.” We looked at the bus timetables and realised something. Beneath the Sunday bus times there were no numbers, just three words.
‘No Sunday Service.’ My jaw dropped. I turned to Yumi who wasn’t bothered by it.
“I forgot about that, well that’s okay. We can just get a taxi.”
“Do you have any money?” Yumi checked her pockets then pulled out a piece of paper.
“All I have is this booking reference for that hotel next to the convention centre.” She showed me the piece of paper. It was exactly what she said it was but why was she carrying this around. I looked at the date and that was when I saw the truth.
“Yumi, this is for tonight.”
“Really? Well isn’t that convenient. Let’s stay at the hotel tonight then get a bus in the morning.” People didn’t just happen to have booking references in their name in their pocket. Yumi had planned this knowing that there would be no bus today. Simon couldn’t drive us because his car will filled with pieces of his booth. I had no money so I couldn’t get a taxi so my only real choice was to accept Yumi’s suggestion.
Since Yumi had the booking reference the check-in procedure was effortless. The hotel staff was used to having people in cosplay so didn’t say a word about our attire. We were given our key cards then headed up to our room where we would spend the night. The first thing I noticed was that our room was had a double bed as opposed to two singles. I’m sure if I brought it up Yumi would say that was all they had which would probably be a lie. My stomach grumbled reminding me of the fact I hadn’t eaten since this morning.
“I’m hungry.” I regretted not bringing money even more.
“We could order room service; they charge it to my card so having cash isn’t an issue.” I’d would normally feel bad about ringing up a bill someone else was going to pay, but this entire situation was Yumi’s fault so why not. We ordered food then sat back and waited for it to arrive.
“Now that the event is over, how much did you enjoy it?”
“Enjoy the event or enjoy being a cat eared doll? It was interesting but I’ll be glad to be done with it.” If Yumi was expecting this event to open my eyes and make me fall in love with this body she was wrong.
“Oh…” She sounded a little disappointed. Eventually a cart of food arrived and an hour later an empty card left. The food was nice, bringing the weekend’s events to a delicious end. There was only one thing really left to do.
“Time to turn back into me,” I declared taking out my phone.
“Wait!” Yumi’s voice stopped me. “Can you stay like that tonight? Please.” She got closer to me, touching my hand slowly undoing my hold on my phone.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>After the convention finishes you head back to a hotel with Yumi. There she opens her heart and things get romantic. You are adamant however you have no desire to stay as a woman.<<endif>>
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<<set $YumiEnd = "female">><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was now Sunday and the last day of the convention. Like yesterday I went to Yumi’s house in the morning then was driven to the convention centre by Simon. I’d be glad once this was done so Yumi would lose her reason to force me to parade around as a living doll. There were less people at the convention compared to yesterday. The convention would also close early to give exhibitors time to pack up.
Like yesterday Yumi and I worked to pull in the crowds. After two days of doing this it had become rather mundane though. I looked at the clock constantly waiting for the final announcement instructing people to head home. Finally late afternoon the speakers chimed and the voice of the convention organisers floated through the convention centre.
“Great work. I can’t believe how much attention we got.” Simon gave us both a pat on the back. “I mean, I’ve been watching the traffic to our servers. The spike in downloads we got far exceeds what we usually experience. I’ll pay you both a bonus.”
“Pay?” We were getting paid? I looked at Yumi and her reaction told me everything I needed to know. She had been keeping the fact we were being paid a secret.
“Well I wanted you to come because you wanted to, not because of the money,” she explained. Such a cheesy excuse but I believed her. She wasn’t the type of person to steal my share. We helped Simon disassemble the stall and pack everything up. Once we were done we headed outside and lined up at the empty bus stop.
“Ah.” We looked at the bus timetables and realised something. Beneath the Sunday bus times there were no numbers, just three words.
‘No Sunday Service.’ My jaw dropped. I turned to Yumi who wasn’t bothered by it.
“I forgot about that, well that’s okay. We can just get a taxi.”
“Do you have any money?” Yumi checked her pockets then pulled out a piece of paper.
“All I have is this booking reference for that hotel next to the convention centre.” She showed me the piece of paper. It was exactly what she said it was but why was she carrying this around. I looked at the date and that was when I saw the truth.
“Yumi, this is for tonight.”
“Really? Well isn’t that convenient. Let’s stay at the hotel tonight then get a bus in the morning.” People didn’t just happen to have booking references in their name in their pocket. Yumi had planned this knowing that there would be no bus today. Simon couldn’t drive us because his car will filled with pieces of his booth. I had no money so I couldn’t get a taxi so my only real choice was to accept Yumi’s suggestion.
Since Yumi had the booking reference the check-in procedure was effortless. The hotel staff was used to having people in cosplay so didn’t say a word about our attire. We were given our key cards then headed up to our room where we would spend the night. The first thing I noticed was that our room was had a double bed as opposed to two singles. I’m sure if I brought it up Yumi would say that was all they had which would probably be a lie. My stomach grumbled reminding me of the fact I hadn’t eaten since this morning.
“I’m hungry.” I regretted not bringing money even more.
“We could order room service; they charge it to my card so having cash isn’t an issue.” I’d would normally feel bad about ringing up a bill someone else was going to pay, but this entire situation was Yumi’s fault so why not. We ordered food then sat back and waited for it to arrive.
“Now that the event is over, how much did you enjoy it?”
“Enjoy the event or enjoy being a cat eared doll? It was interesting but I’ll be glad to be done with it.” If Yumi was expecting this event to open my eyes and make me fall in love with this body she was wrong.
“Oh…” She sounded a little disappointed. Eventually a cart of food arrived and an hour later an empty card left. The food was nice, bringing the weekend’s events to a delicious end. There was only one thing really left to do.
“Time to turn back into me,” I declared taking out my phone.
“Wait!” Yumi’s voice stopped me. “Can you stay like that tonight? Please.” She got closer to me, touching my hand slowly undoing my hold on my phone.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>After the event is finished you and Yumi head to a hotel. There Yumi confesses her true feelings and asks you to stay as you are instead of turning back to normal. You are unable to deny her.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>As Yumi got closer to taking the remote from me my mind flashed back to the past.
<<if $DomEv1 is "no">>I thought back to when Yumi pushed me down in her bed and gave me my first orgasm.<</if>><<if $DomEv1 is "yes">>I thought back to when I pushed Yumi down in her bed made her lick my pussy.<</if>>
<<if $DomEv2 is "yes">>Then there was the time she failed to make me go outside dressed in this outfit.<</if>><<if $DomEv2 is "no">>Then there was the time I gave in to her whims and got on the bus in cosplay.<</if>>
<<if $DomEv3 is "no">>And lastly there was that time she made me purr like a cat while treating me like one.<</if>><<if $DomEv3 is "yes">>Then there was the time I refused to purr for her and instead took control.<</if>>
<<if $YumiEnd is "male">>One thing I was sure off though was my desire to remain a man.<</if>><<if $YumiEnd is "female">>One thing I was sure off though was my desire to try living as a girl.<</if>>
My mind returned to the situation at hand. She had almost gotten the remote out of my hand.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>No TL;DR Available for this scene.<<endif>>
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<<if $YumiEnd is "male">>[[Gently stop her|YumiEnding2]]<</if>>
<<if $YumiEnd is "female">>[[Gently stop her|YumiEnding3]]<</if>>
<<if $DomEv1 is "yes">><<if $DomEv2 is "yes">><<if $DomEv3 is "yes">><<if $YumiEnd is "male">>[[Take Control|YumiEnding4]] <</if>><</if>><</if>><</if>>
<<if $DomEv1 is "yes">><<if $DomEv2 is "yes">><<if $DomEv3 is "yes">><<if $YumiEnd is "female">>[[Take Control|YumiEnding5]]<</if>><</if>><</if>><</if>>I didn’t resist her and she slid my phone gently out of my hand.
“Good girl,” she whispered. She set my phone on the bedside table then pushed me down. This was how it always went, I never tried to take control and just let her sweep me along. She removed my clothes then spread my legs.
"You are so obedient, let me reward you." She buried her face between my legs. Her tongue teased my clit as her fingers slid inside me.
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She left no hole untouched and slid a finger into my anus as well as my pussy. My mind was enveloped by pleasure and she brought me to the first of many orgasms.
“You like this don’t you?” She asked me.
“Yes,” I answered.
“Good, I’ve got a surprise for you. Close your eyes.” I closed my eyes and waited. I wondered what the surprise would be. “Okay you can open them.” I opened my eyes and saw the biggest cock I’d ever seen and it was attached to Yumi’s body. She was still a girl, but with a dick that would put porn stars to shame.
“Do you want this? Do you want me to fill you up?”
“Yes.” No matter what she asked I’d always say yes. She moved to the base of the bed and spread my legs as wide as she could. The tip of her monster cock rubbed my pussy and Yumi used her hands to spread my juices along her shaft.
“Here I come.” She thrust forward, splitting me open as her massive cock stretched my pussy. It was painful at first. I felt like it would tear me open but as she began to move back and forth my pussy got used to her. The pain turned to pleasure and soon she had pushed me to my second orgasm of the night.
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[[Someday in the future|YumiED1]]
“Yumi, this isn’t me.” I pushed her away then aimed the app at myself and turned back to normal. “This is me.”
“I know that. I like you but I also like the girl you.”
“You like me?” I pushed for clarification on what she meant by ‘like’.
“Yes like, as I sorta love but not quite love.” That was just like Yumi.
“I’m alright with being a girl sometimes, but not living as one. If I must confess I ‘like’ you as well.” I’d had sex with her several times now so I couldn’t deny I felt some connection with her. There was one thing I hadn’t done yet, and that was have sex with her properly in my real body. I placed a hand on her knee and looked at her in the eyes. We slowly lent in and kissed to show our genuine feelings towards each other.
“You’re right, I shouldn’t turn down something I’ve never tried,” Yumi said. She used the app to return to normal as well and then we got both got naked. We kissed again then got onto the bed. Yumi spread her legs inviting me inside. I accepted the invitation, slowly pushing my shaft into her. It was different than what we had done before. We were having sex properly for the first time and it felt like we shared a connection that had been absent before. Maybe it was just because of the normality of it all. No twincest or hypersensitive cat ears. Just the two of us with the same bodies were we born with. I even insisted Yumi recreate the pose I had been in the first time we did it, although the look on her face was one of pure pleasure when we did.
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[[Someday in the future|YumiED2]]
I gently stopped her. “You don’t have to force me you know. If I’m honest I want to try living on like this but I also want to know that our relationship is more about looks.” Every time Yumi and I had had sex we were both girls. Did she not find the real me attractive, or was there another reason for that?
“Joe I’ll say it right now. I’d like you whatever body you’re in.” That was reassuring to hear. “It’s just that, if I’m honest, I’m not entirely comfortably around men. No let me rephrase that, I’m not comfortable getting into a relationship with a man. No let me try again.” Yumi was struggling to find the right for her feelings.
“Relax, just explain it properly.” I gave her all the time she needed.
“Joe, love is a scary thing. And when you are in love with someone controlling you feel so powerless so I’ve been trying to be the controlling one but… there’s been mixed results thus far.” So that was it. It was starting to make sense.
“Relationships aren’t about control, their…”
“Don’t worry. I’ll save you saying something nobody wants to hear.” Yumi cut me off before I could embarrass myself with a cheesy love speech. “We can express ourselves better with our bodies.” We lent in and kissed. We just did what our bodies wanted without thinking too much about it. We kissed, we touched and we spread our legs and rubbed our clits together.
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Maybe it wasn’t as pleasurable as some of our previous rounds, but unlike back then we had all night and we made full use of that time. I don’t even remember what time we stopped at, only that we missed school the next day.
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[[Someday in the future|YumiED3]]
“Nice try.” I move my hand away then turned myself back to normal. Without missing a beat I pushed Yumi down on the bed. Every time Yumi tried to take control I always turned it around on her and this would be no exception. Each time she showed less resistance and this time there was barely any at all.
“You just aren’t the domineering type,” I gently told her. She may drag me along at her pace but she was never really in control. “Just sit back and let me make you feel real good.”
I removed her clothes and looked at her naked body. Her eyes longed for me. It reassuring that even in my real body she still longed for me. I answered her desire with a gentle touch. I wasn’t an animal, to really make her feel good I had to make her want me before I finally moved in. I went for her tail as I knew how sensitive it was. I watched her strength fade away as I stroked her then moved my chest to her chest to stroke her belly. She had tried to treat me like a pet but when I saw her like this it was clear who was more suited for that position.
Now she was ready and so was I. I spread her legs and slid a finger inside her. It was the first time I’d be able to use what God had given me so I wanted to be sure she was ready to take it all. I pushed forward and inserted myself into her. She squeezed gently around my cock as it entered her. It felt amazing, being a girl had its perks but at the end of the day nothing could compare to ‘being a man’.
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A long night of sex followed as me and Yumi cemented our relationship. It would be the last time she ever tried to take control as she came to realise that being the submissive one wasn’t at all a bad thing. I couldn’t tell you how many times either of us came, only that by morning we were both well spent.
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[[Someday in the future|YumiED4]]It was always amusing to see Yumi try to take control, but I wouldn’t give that to her. I quickly pushed her down on the bed and forcefully kissed her.
“You want this?” I teased holding the remote in front of her.
“Joe, don’t change back.”
“Hmm? Maybe you should persuade me. I’ll stay as a woman forever if you can make me cum using only your tongue and nothing else.” That was of course a slight lie. I had already made my decision regarding my gender but there was no reason to spoil the fun by telling Yumi. With her submissively lying on the bed, I lowered my pussy to her lips. She didn’t need any instruction to start as her tongue pushed into my snatch. I pressed my pussy against her mouth as her tongue lashed around inside me trying to make me cum.
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I couldn’t resist the urge to tease her. I sinisterly pitched her nose knowing that right now she couldn’t breathe through her mouth. Her eyes widened from the relationship of what I was doing yet she didn’t fight me. She begged me with her eyes to let go. I continued pitching her for a few more seconds then let go. The feeling of having complete control over another person, it was intoxicating and best of all I didn’t have to use the app to do it. Yumi had become my love slave voluntarily. The intoxicating feeling of power combined with the pleasure of being licked burned combined into the best feeling I had ever experienced. It was so good that I accidently allowed myself to cum. Yumi let out a muffled cry thinking she had won but this was far from over.
“I didn’t say stop.” She seemed hesitant but soon continued. We had plenty of sex that night but no matter the position I was always the dominant one.
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[[Someday in the future|YumiED5]]
I set down my drink and checked my target was still dancing. He was, or at least he called it dancing because nobody had the guts to tell him how shit he was. You’d think a guy who had just used his parent’s money to get him out of a nasty court case would lay low for a while but not this guy. The as the second son of the third wife of a wealthy businessman. He was used to getting what he wanted and also followed in his father’s footsteps of using his money to sleep with the most attractive girl around. Sometimes money wasn’t enough though; sometimes he had to use other methods to getting what he wanted.
That was why I was here. In his pocket was a small tube containing a clear tasteless drug that when slipped into someone’s drink would make them a lot easier to bring back to the bedroom. He’d been caught before money was a wonderful thing when it came to keeping out of jail. Money however wouldn’t protect him from me. Since he was such a fan of using drugs to warp people’s minds I decided to give him a taste of his own medicine. I’d grown quite skilled with using the Reborn app.
“Yeah so I’m amazing cook, I’ve got this dish called the ‘Le meilleur plat jamais’.” His butchered French failed to impress the girl he was speaking with. When I first started delivering justice to these scum I was content with just swapping their lives around to make them the victims of their own crimes, but that got boring so I had invented a few games to play while doing it.
“I’m actually the star of the football team,” he tried everything to impress the girl. What he failed to notice was that with every lie he told his chest got larger. It was the Pinocchio game as I called it. Every time they told a lie I’d move the bimbo body scale up a little. He didn’t realise it but his body was slowly changing from that of a rich playboy to curvy bombshell. When he finally realised he started making quite a ruckus.
“You piece of shit, what did you put in my drink?” He barked at the bartender. Falsely accusing someone, that was technically also a lie. I moved the slider up a notch. Now he barely resembled the man he used to be.
“Hey, girl calm down. Let me buy you a drink.” Someone was already hitting on him.
“Fuck off you piece of shit, I’d never date someone like you.” Hmm, I’ll also consider that a lie. He was making quite the scene so I adjusted his personality a little to calm him down.
“No, this isn’t me.” He was looking at his face in the mirror now. Another lie, he just didn’t learn. When he finally left the club he had long curly hair, massive E cup breasts with plenty of cleavage and a trail of guys wolf whistling at him. Just so he’d have somewhere to go I used the mass memory alteration so make everyone think that was how he’d always been.
I left after that expecting that to be the end of it, but it wasn’t. I turned the corner but came to an abrupt halt as barring my way was a figure in a long crimson coat.
“You know, I usually punish people severely for abusing the power of the Reborn app,” she said to me as a greeting.
“How do you know about that?” Who was she and how did she know about the app.
“I’m Hunter, the one who hunts down the people abusing the power but… I can’t decide what to do with you. Dishing our ironic punishments to the scum of the earth, that’s something that describes us both.”
“I’m doing what the justice system doesn’t.” She laughed at my statement.
“It goes against my principle, but I’ll let you hold onto that power for a little while longer. You’re amusing to watch.” She laughed again them suddenly she was gone. I looked around but there was no sign of her.
“Strange.” If she was gone then there was nothing I could do. I had vowed to bring justice to the city’s scum and that wasn’t going to change just because of some mysterious encounter.
~ End - Justice Comes ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]I heard the front door open but I didn’t go down to see who it was. I listened to the footsteps as she ascended the stairs to the bedroom. The doorknob turned and the door opened revealing Yumi in her business attire. Opposite her was me, a young woman tied to a bed with a vibrator in both her pussy and her ass. She looked at me like a hungry lion locked in a cage with its prey. I had become a toy to her, a toy that moaned when you touched it right and waited patiently for its owners return every time they left for work. I got to live in a world of pleasure without being burdened by the worries that had shackled me before.
“I think we’ll start early tonight,” Yumi announced, sliding out of her business clothes and climbing onto the bed to claim me. This had become our daily life and it was a life I wouldn’t trade away.
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~ End – Yumi’s pet ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]After that we only got closer. Two weeks later we announced to our friends we were officially dating. Yumi stopped trying to dress me up like a doll although that was mainly due to the loss of the Reborn app. Someone found out about the app and destroyed my phone to prevent us using the app. It was unfortunate but the app had allowed me to experience things I’d have never experienced otherwise and also brought me and Yumi closer together. Now we were in a fun sex filled relationship that I’d have never been able to hope for without it. Sure I sometimes wondered about the ‘what ifs’ but I was pretty happy with how things turned out.
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~ End – A regular relationship with Yumi ~
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After that we only got closer. Two weeks later we announced to our friends we were officially dating. Yumi stopped trying to dress me up like a doll but I did a good enough job at that myself really. Cute dresses, nice shoes and the perfect handbag. I owned them all and thanks to the Reborn app's mass memory alteration nobody found that at all unusual. Unfortunately shortly after I rewrote my own existance someone destroyed my phone to prevent us using the app. It meant I was forever stuck as a girl but I wasn't at all unhappy about it. The app had allowed me to experience things I’d have never experienced otherwise and also brought me and Yumi closer together. Now we were in a fun sex filled relationship that I’d have never been able to hope for without it. Sure I sometimes wondered about the ‘what ifs’ but I was pretty happy with how things turned out.
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~ End – A girly relationship with Yumi ~
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I had my hand under the desk holding my phone but it wasn't the Reborn app I was using. The world really had become an interesting place since getting the Reborn app. In the seat directly in front of me was Yumi. Our relationship was one we were hiding from our classmates but I suspected a few of them may have suspected something was going on between us. That something being that Yumi had essentially become my love slave. I flicked the virtual switch on my phone and immediately the device it was controlling kicked into action with a gentle hum. Yumi tensed up a little as the vibrator inside her pussy began vibrating. I told her this morning to keep it inside her all day and I could tell she had obeyed my command. It was controlled remotely by a partner app on my phone. I slowly increased the power and as the vibrations got stronger Yumi began to lean forward. Nobody around us noticed anything. They were all focused on the lesson. I doubted any of them would do anything if they knew, not during class anyway. I knew Yumi’s body as well as she did at this stage. I saw she was close to cumming so I abruptly stopped the vibrator leaving her right on the edge of orgasm. Her hands fidgeted around her skirt as she fought against the desire to continue. Teasing her like this was so fun and my thoughts were already on to what I’d try out tomorrow.
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~ End – Yumi my sub ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]I had my hand under the desk holding my phone but it wasn't the Reborn app I was using. The world really had become an interesting place since getting the Reborn app. In the seat directly in front of me was Yumi. Our relationship was one we were hiding from our classmates but I suspected a few of them may have suspected something was going on between us. That something being that Yumi had essentially become my love slave. I flicked the virtual switch on my phone and immediately the device it was controlling kicked into action with a gentle hum. Yumi tensed up a little as the vibrator inside her pussy began vibrating. I told her this morning to keep it inside her all day and I could tell she had obeyed my command. It was controlled remotely by a partner app on my phone. I slowly increased the power and as the vibrations got stronger Yumi began to lean forward. Nobody around us noticed anything. They were all focused on the lesson. I doubted any of them would do anything if they knew, not during class anyway. I knew Yumi’s body as well as she did at this stage. I saw she was close to cumming so I abruptly stopped the vibrator leaving her right on the edge of orgasm. Her hands fidgeted around her skirt as she fought against the desire to continue. Teasing her like this was so fun and my thoughts were already on to what I’d try out tomorrow.
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~ End – Yumi my lesbian sub ~
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--------------<<if $TLDR is "no">>No reason to wait for tomorrow. I left my room in search of my little sister but needed only a single step before I knew where she was. I could hear music pouring out of her room making it clear she was there. I gently knocked the door but there was no response.
“Hana?” I called out turning the handle and poking my head inside. She saw me immediately, not through her own eyes but that of the mirror. <<click "She was topless">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/HanaScene2.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
and had her hands pressed against her chest trying to squeeze her flat chest into some cleavage. Her face went red and I quickly closed the door. The music stopped and moment later Hana pulled open the door now with a loose hoody covering her previously exposed chest.
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“Forget what you saw! All of it!” She ordered glaring at me.
“Even if you tell me to I can’t just…”
“Just do it!” She made it sound so easy. Well with the Reborn app it was probably actually possible but I was curious about what she had been doing.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You walk in on Hana trying to push her flat chest into some clevage. She demands you forget what you saw.<<endif>>
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[[Offer to help|HanaR2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>No reason to wait for tomorrow. I left my room in search of my step mother and found her sitting in the living room watching TV with her feet up. It was always awkward approaching her when she was alone unless I had something to talk about. Fortunately my dad had given me a great hook by simply not being there.
“Hey Chloe have you seen my dad?” I saw him at the dinner table so where was he now?
“His worked called him back to the office. Apparently there was a screw up and they are in a frenzy to get it fixed by the morning. Sometimes I wonder if it’s just an excuse to get out of cleaning the kitchen. I’d do it myself but my shoulder is suffering from old woman pains.” Chloe rubbed her left shoulder to emphasise the problem.
“You’re a bit young to be suffering from ‘old woman pains’.”
“Oh you flatter me. Enjoy your youth, it only comes round once.”
“Well…”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You find Chloe alone in the living room. She explains you Dad has gone out. She makes a joke about youth only coming round once.<<endif>>
<div id="choice">[[Tell her that isn't true|ChloeM1]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Just impersonate her|ChloeN1]]</div>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Or I could help you out,” I offered.
“You can’t. I’ve tried everything but nothing helps. I’m doomed to be flat chested forever!” Hana was getting emotional. Was having a flat chest really that big of a deal for girls? She didn’t even react as I snapped her image with the Reborn app.
“And with just a push of a button…” I slid her cup size up to DD then applied the change to her. Immediately her chest expanded like a pair of balloons. At first she panicked completely confused by what was going on. Once she realised what had happened she ran to her mirror and pulled over the hooded top that barely fit her now.
“My boobs!” She cried out looking at herself in the mirror. “Oh my god I actually have boobs!” She was rejoicing now. I stepped in and closed the door hoping nobody else had heard.
“See? I told you I could help.” She turned around and pounced, pressing her new cleavage against my chest. This miracle had distracted her from the fact she was topless in front of her step-brother.
“You’re amazing bro! What else can you do? Can you make me super skinny and little taller and…” She began listing off a long list of demands. I eventually had to stop her before she got completely carried away.
“Hold on, I’m not God. I’m going to turn you back.”
“No. I’m sorry but please don’t.” Was having large breasts really so important to her.
“Why do you care about having breasts so much?”
“You wouldn’t understand.”
“Try me.” Hana sighed realising I wasn’t going to just drop the subject. If she wanted me to let her keep her new chest she’d need to give me a good reason.
“Because I’m the only person at school with a small chest. I’m the only girl who can go outside not wearing a bra and nobody be the wiser. When the boys looked up topless women on the school computers they skip past anyone who’s not at least a C cup instantly.” I never realized Hana was so conscious about her body image but then again it was hard to find a school girl who wasn’t. “So please let me stay like this.” I rubbed my temples trying to figure out how to handle this.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You help Hana out and discover she really hates the fact she has a flat chest. She doesn't want you to return her to normal.<<endif>>
<div id="choice">[[Flat chests have their charm as well|HanaB1]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[What’s the best way to enlarge her chest?|HanaR3]]</div>
<div id="ui-bar2"></div><img id="banner" src="images/Day2homecard.png"><<if $TLDR is "no">>“You know Hana you shouldn’t be so concerned about what a bunch of hormone driven boys think,” I explained pretending I wasn’t one of them. “Flat chested girls also have their charm. Plus your gymnastics would suffer if you have to carry two melons on your chest during performances.”
“But…”
“No buts, be yourself and don’t worry about what other people think. Learn to love your body.” I returned Hana to normal. She looked disappointed when her chest returned to normal size.
“I knew you wouldn’t get it,” she moaned. It was hard seeing her annoyed with me but she’d appreciate later on I’m sure.
“In my eyes you’re cute.” I tried to cheer her up but it didn’t work.
“Yeah cute, always cute never sexy. What’s the point of having a super cool power if you don’t use it? You should let me have a go so I can do stuff with it.”
“With great power comes great responsibility,” I quoted.
“Doing nothing isn’t being responsible.” Getting her to understand my position was proving to be quite the challenge. I sighed. Hana put a top back on then glared at me like I was a pervert. A thought came to her mind and she looked at me deviously.
“I’ll tell mum you barged into my room while I was changing if you don’t let me have a go.” So it had come to this had it? It was completely out of character for her to act this way. Had something I said triggered it, or was she that desprate to use the app?
“That won’t work.” I explained.
“Mum!” Hana suddenly yelled out. Why did she have to force my hand?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You try to tell her that flat chests are cute, but she doesn't appreciate it. Determined to have a big chest she threatens to frame you and calls for Chloe<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Use the poser to control her|HanaE2]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Hana people will notice if you suddenly have massive breasts. No doubt they’d instantly start spreading rumours about you having implants. If we increase their size slowly though then people will hopefully just think you’re a late bloomer.”
“Oh, I guess you’re right.” Hana allowed me to shrink her chest back to normal plus one size. That would do for a start.
“Thanks for helping bro… but where did you get that cool power?” Hana asked as she put her top back on.
“It just appeared on my phone yesterday.”
“Just suddenly appeared? Wow that’s lucky. I wonder if other people got it as well then.” That was a question I probably should have asked sooner. I hadn’t noticed anything at school and there was no news either. Still it didn’t rule out the possibility someone else might have the app.
“Hana don’t tell anyone about this okay? If people knew they’d probably try to steal it.”
“Don’t worry bro, it’ll be our secret just me and you.” I could trust that smile. “And thanks for helping me out. I need to figure out a way to repay you now.” Hana started thinking about it but there was suddenly a knock on the door.
“Joe are you in here?” Chloe asked peeking through the door.
“We are just talking,” I explained.
“Just talking?” Chloe for some reason questioned that excuse.
“Teenager stuff mum, you wouldn’t understand.” Chloe rolled her eyes at that comment.
“I was young once too, anyway Joe can you help me downstairs?” I didn’t want to refuse so bid Hana farewell and left. I’d have to continue the conversation with Hana tomorrow.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decided the best way to go about this is to gradually make her breasts bigger. She likes this idea and promises to repay you.<<endif>>
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<<set $update3 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I dumped the contents of my bag onto my desk and groaned at the pile of homework I had to do. It was a shame the app didn’t have the power to make me super smart, although it did have the power to reduce the pain of this task slightly. Since I could alter my personality it was possible for me to turn myself into what Dave called a ‘book loving study freak’, which in short means someone who actually finds joy from doing homework. Before I got the chance though there was a knock at my door. Hana didn’t wait for a reply before allowing herself inside.
“I could have been changing you know,” I commented.
“Good, I was hoping you’d be.” Wait what?
“Huh?” I gave her a puzzled look. She realised the miscommunication and gave me a disgusted look as if it was my fault.
“Changing your body with the app I mean, geez you think I have any interest in seeing you in your underwear? Gross. Anyway how would you like to see me in just my underwear?” The cogs in my brain grinded against each other as I tried to make sense of this. I ultimately decided to toss logic out of the window and just roll with it.
“Sure but what’s the occasion?”
“Look!” She revealed a fashion magazine she had hidden behind her back. Specifically it was a women’s fashion magazine aimed at a younger audience. “See this?” She showed me an advert for new underwear models.
“Recruiting women aged 16-25. No previous experience required. Great ‘bonuses’.” I read aloud. “Why did they put bonuses in quotations?”
“It doesn’t matter. Joe I want to apply. There’s a girl in my class who’s a model and she is so popular it’s unfair. I want to be a model as well. It’s like such easy money and…”
“Stop stop.” I could see where this was going. “Being a model isn’t easy… that being said I won’t stop you if you want to apply.” The advert was with the agency that published the magazine so they were reputable.
“Thanks. The photoshoot is tonight. Can you cover for me? I don’t want mum finding out.” Chloe was still at work and I knew my dad would be watching the rugby. She basically wanted me to come up with an excuse so Chloe wouldn’t be worried when she got home later.
“Alright, but you have to help me with my homework.” Hana was pretty smart in some areas; I could trust her to cut my load a little.
“Thanks bro, you’re the best.” Hana grabbed a chair and sat down beside me so we could work on my homework together. We had sometime before she had to leave for the photoshoot. What I failed to notice was Hana’s ulterior motive for getting close to me.
“I’m going to the bathroom to get ready,” she declared as the time to leave neared. I was so continued working as she left. It wasn’t until I reached for my phone to check the time that I realised it was missing. I quickly moved around my books and checked everywhere I might have put it but it was gone.
“Where could it be?” I retraced my steps and realised there was only one thing that could have happened to it, Hana must have swiped it. I bolted out of my room and straight into her room without knocking.
“Hana!” I angrily called at her. She turned around and the girl I saw wasn’t the petite flat chested step-sister I knew. “You’ve been having fun.” I looked at her long flowing hair, large chest and <<click "curvy body">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHanaSexy.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. Hana quickly covered up her chest and looked at me like I was the criminal here.
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“Get out!” She ordered.
“Not without my phone.” I saw it sitting on her bed and quickly grabbed it before she could. I was about to turn her back to normal but she stopped me.
“Wait! Let me stay like this for tonight. We both know I’d never get to become a model as my usual self.” That was true. Actually this might be better. People might not recognise her like this.
“Okay but I’m coming with you to the photoshoot.” That my condition for letting her stay as she was. Not seeing an alternative she accepted it. She quickly finished changing and then we both left the house and headed for the modelling agency. Standing in high heels and with her height boosted by the app, Hana was actually almost the same height as me now. It was weird as she didn’t really feel like a little sister now.
We arrived at the modelling agency after a brief bus ride and a bit of walking. I was glad to get her off the street and out of sight of the hungry predators that had been molesting her with their eyes as she passed. If I wasn’t there protecting her they probably would have stopped her to chat her up. The lobby of the agency was fairly packed with hopeful girls and their parents although it was mostly fathers.
“Can all the candidates line up here so we can take your name?” A woman in a suit was holding a clipboard. Seemed we had arrived just on time. The girls began lining up so I took a seat.
“Hey how long will this take?” I asked the guy next to me.
“Depends really. They usually test the girls first; see how much they are willing to show, separate the wannabes from the regulars etc. The girls who don’t want to strip are quickly sent home.” Strip? Well I guess stripping was expected for an underwear shoot. Still I felt like I shouldn’t be allowing my step-sister to be stripping.
“How much are they expected to show?” The stopped reading and looked at me quizzically.
“You’re her agent right? You should have researched this photoshoot first before coming down here.” Agent? Did that mean this man wasn’t the father of the girl he had brought here? I was starting to have a bad feeling about this. “I’ve seen the camera guy’s work. Anyone who goes get naked is sent home without pay. He’s pretty harsh on the rookies.”
“Wait isn’t this just a try-out?” I pulled out the magazine and showed it to the guy. He laughed when I showed him the advert.
“No, here.” He took the magazine and turned it towards the back where the freelancers advertised. He pointed to an advert for a paid photoshoot. I realised Hana had tricked me. This photoshoot wasn't with the agency at all, they were just lending one of their studios to a freelancer.
It didn’t mention nudity anywhere but what the guy had told me left me uneasy. I looked up and saw Hana was no longer here. The girls were all being led into another room. I had to let Hana know what I’d been told. I quickly stood up and tried to follow but a large guard barred my path.
“Models only sir. Please wait in the lobby.” I wasn’t getting past him like this and there were too many witnesses to use the app to force him to move.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>While doing homework Hana barges into your room and tells you about a modelling agency she wants to apply for. You agree to help her but exchange she has to help you with your homework. During this she steals your phone and leaves the room. When you realise you barge into her room and catch her looking very different. She convinces you to let her stay that way for the modelling. You agree but only if you can go with her to the agency.
Later you arrive at the agency building. You learn from someone else she isn't trying out to be a model, but this is actually a paid photoshoot. You have a bad feeling, but can't get to Hana anymore as only models are allowed past.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[If only models are allowed past then I’ll just have to become one|HanaR5]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Did someone call me?” Chloe poked her head through the door.
“Mum Joe is acting weird,” I explained with my new girly voice. I was now inside Hana’s body and she was inside mine.
“What? No but I’m me! Mum Joe has this weird thingy on his phone.” The switch had taken Hana off guard. She tried explaining to Chloe what was going on but her choice of words wasn’t making any sense. Chloe looked to me for an explanation but I innocently shrugged.
“Mum it’s me! Joe did something.”
“He thinks he’s me, mum is he alright?” I played the part of Hana to brutal effect. Chloe placed her hands on Hana’s broad shoulders.
“Joe, explain slowly what’s going on.”
“I’m your daughter Hana, Joe did something weird.”
“Maybe you should lie down, come on.” Chloe led Hana out of the room and back into my bedroom. Hana continued trying to explain things but eventually Chloe lost patience.
“We’ll talk when you’ve calmed down Joe.” Chloe closed the door and returned to me. “Hana what’s going on?”
“Sorry,” I faked guilt. “I wanted to try out hypnotism and asked Joe to help. I think I may have screwed up. He should nap out of it in a few minutes.”
“I hope he does, keep an eye on him okay?” Chloe left and once she was gone I snuck into my own room where Hana was sitting on the bed.
“Turn us back!” She pleaded.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You switch bodies with Hana. With the tables turned Chloe arrives and gets annoyed at Hana who is now in your body. You make up a story to explain Hana's odd behaviour. After Chloe leaves Hana demands you switch back.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Swap back|HanaE3]]</div><<set $FamFlag1 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Did someone call me?” Chloe poked her head through the door.
“Mum Joe is acting weird,” Hana explained.
"I'm not acting weird, we were just having a brother-sister talk," I joked. Chloe's eyes bounce between us. Hana said nothing. She wanted to say something, but she couldn't speak until I gave her premission. The poser has the power to give people orders that they had to follow.
"Okay, Joe can you come downstairs to help me with something?" Chloe requested.
"Okay, I'll be down in a minute." I had to finish up here first. Chloe left and I turned back around to Hana. "You will forget everything that happened from the moment I opened your door to when I close when I leave." The poser was so powerful it could be used to order people to forget.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You force Hana to say something that won't cause trouble. You then erase her memory so she can't remember what happened.<<endif>>
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[[Next day|Day3MorningAlt]]<<if $TLDR is "no">><<set $update1 = "yes">><<set $update2 = "yes">>“Hmmm, actually I think I’ll stay as you for the time being. Maybe just until morning.”
“I’ll tell mum!”
“Who’s he gonna believe, you or her daughter?” That comment hit the mark.
“I don’t want to be stuck as you!”
“I’ll swap us back in the morning… if you’re good,” I said one last time then left. I returned to Hana’s room or maybe I should consider it as mine now. This was actually pretty fun, I wonder if Hana was also seeing the funny side of it. I looked at myself in the mirror. As much as I’d love to have a different kind of fun it was a bit too dangerous to attempt right now.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You refuse to turn back, saying you might undo things in the morning. In the meantime you warn her to not try telling anyone.<<endif>>
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<<if $immune is "no">>[[Next day|HanaB4a]]<<endif>><<if $immune is "yes">>[[Next day|HanaB4b]]<<endif>><<set $FamFlag1 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I’d had my fun. I promptly swapped us back to normal.
“How could you do that? You’re terrible!” Hana snapped.
“I’m terrible? You tried to get me in trouble simply because I wouldn’t give you what you wanted. Well it doesn’t matter, it’s clear that I simply can’t trust you.” I targeted Hana with the app.
“Joe what are you…”
“Forget all about the app,” I ordered using the poser. Hopefully its power to command people could command them to forget. Hana’s eyes blanked out for a second then her expression turned to that of confusion.
“What did you do?” She knew I had done something but was struggling to remember.
“Hana return to your room and forget about everything that happened after I entered your room. Also is Chloe asks you any questions about my behaviour just say we were playing a game.” Hana obeyed my command and returned to her room. Hopefully that would be the end of it. I’d need to be careful around her though just in case.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide enough is enough and swap back. You knew Hana didn't see the moral of the story so erased her memory so she wouldn't be a problem in the future.<<endif>>
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[[Next day|Day3MorningAlt]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“If you have one of these it’ll come round as many times as you want,” I joked holding up my phone. Chloe looked around then laughed.
“If only.”
“Oh, you don’t believe me?”
“Modern technology is truly wonderful, but it isn’t that wonderful. If you do happen to have a cure for stiff shoulders then hit me up.” I moved around and sat on the chair opposite Chloe. I took her image with the Reborn app and began to alter it. Age recession was one of the easier tasks but just low should she go?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You show her the app and joke about it being able to make her younger. She doesn't believe you so a demonstration is in order. How young do you make her?<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I wonder how bad it actually is. Like before I copied Chloe to my phone then disappeared so she couldn’t see me transform. I applied the change to myself and my body transformed to match her appearance. This time her clothes were also copied so I was now wearing her signature green sweater.
“This isn’t so baaa… oooh there it is.” I felt the shoulder pain she had been complaining about pounce on me. I quickly used the app to relieve the pain. Well I had gone through the trouble of copying Chloe’s appearance and it would be amusing to pretend to be Chloe in front of my dad. First I’d need to get rid of the real Chloe first, a simple task for the app. Using the poser I ordered her to fall asleep in my bed and not wake up until several hours from now. I needed only wait for my dad to come home now. It took nearly two hours but I finally heard the noiseo of his call pulling into the driveway.
“Welcome home,” I greeted as my tired father staggered through the door. “Tough evening at work?”
“Yeah but seeing you makes me feel better.” He immediately moved in for a hug. Shit I really didn’t think this through. At risk of ruining a marriage I embraced him warmly. “I’ll going to get a shower, I’ll be down to keep you company after.” He headed upstairs.
"Wait!" I couldn't let him discover Chloe out cold in the bedroom. "Um..." Shit what do I say? My father turned towards me and moved in close.
"Did you miss me that much?" He asked pulling in close.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>I transformed into Chloe then put the real Chloe to sleep. You dad comes home however and you can't get Chloe to wake up. Your Dad wants some private time with his wife, how do you proceed?<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Seeing my step-mum as a child would be interesting.
“Alright brace yourself,” I warned pressing the apply button. Instantly the grown woman was gone and in her place, a small girl who somewhat resembled her.
“What just happened?” Her voice sounded different. Beneath the green sweater than was now many sizes too big her small arms were waving around. I couldn’t help but giggle at how amusing it was watching her figure out my words had been more than just talk.
“How do you feel? Are the old woman pains gone?”
“Joe! Did you do this to me?” She tried to sound angry, but it was hard to take a little girl seriously. To tease her further I moved over and picked her up, gently setting her on my knee. She tried to struggle but a five year old had no hopes of overpowering me.
“Joe turn me back right now!”
“I could, but then you’d have stiff shoulders again.” Chloe took my words into consideration.
“At least done treat me like a child,” she huffed.
“But you are one,” I teased. For a moment it seemed like she might accept her new role, but she quickly began struggling again.
“No, I’m you’re step-mother. I can’t stay like this.”
“I’ll turn you back when dad gets home.” I poked her cheeked. This role reversal thing was pretty fun. Suddenly a row of baby teeth bit the finger I’d been poking her with. The pain surprised me and she quickly escaped my grasp, landing on the floor with just the oversized green sweater to cover her. She made another annoyed expression but adult emotions just didn’t translate well when displayed on a child’s face. I stood up and her expression changed as she realised just how tiny she was.
“You’re really tall,” she said looking up. She spun her head and looked around the living room where everything now looked a lot bigger. She for the first time smiled finally seeing the funny side of the situation. I was going to laugh as well but she suddenly kicked my shin with her full strength, luckily in her current body that didn’t amount to much.
“This is great,” she declared swinging her tiny arms at my legs. “I just feel like hitting you all day.” On the flipside it would be a crime to even raise a finger against her in return. I guess that was the problem with putting an adult’s mind in a child’s body, they knew how to abuse the rules.
“Stop it,” I asked.
“Turn me back.” She was restlessly. Her attacks were becoming annoying meaning she had resorted to use a child’s ace card; be annoying until you got your way.
“Fine,” I used the app to turn her back to normal. Unfortunately I forgot to look away as she grew back into a full grown woman whose skirt and undie were lying on the sofa. A moment of embarrassment followed as Chloe swiftly put her clothes back on.
“Great, now I can…” Chloe suddenly grabbed my wrist in an attempt to wrestle my phone from my hand. Her timing was poor however and what started as a grown woman wrestling me for control, turned into a small girl hanging from wrist. I passed my phone to my other hand waved it above her where her five year old arms couldn’t reach.
“Bad girl, you shouldn’t snatch,” I mocked waving the phone above her. She didn’t give up easy but it quickly became clear to her that she had no way to get my phone forcefully.
“Turn me back!” She finally asked.
“What’s the magic word?” I replied continuing to treat her as a child.
“Please,” she spat reluctantly.
“Since you asked so nicely…” I turned her back to normal. “But don’t try taking my phone from me,” I warned. I’m sure she’s learnt her lesson. Chloe quickly put her clothes back on a second time then looked at my phone. She didn’t try anything though.
“Shesh, just how did you make your phone do that?”
“Magic phone app,” I explained in words easy for her to understand. Frankly I didn’t have much of a clue either. The battery was running low now, I guess today’s fun is at an end. I noticed Chloe rubbing her shoulders though as the stiffness had no doubt returned.
“Maybe being a child isn’t all bad. I wouldn’t mind sleeping in a comfy body for once but… well I won’t get into the details why it might be a problem.” Chloe’s statement was followed by the front door opening as my dad returned from work. Chloe greeted him without saying a word about my phone app. For now it would be our secret.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You turn Chloe into a child again. You tease her by treating her as one. After teasing her a little more you return her to normal. She suggests the idea of using the app again in the future.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Reverting Chloe’s age back to the same as mine would be interesting. I added the value to the app then tapped that apply button.
“Huh?” Chloe felt something was different immediately but it wasn’t clear to her. She looked at her hands and starred at them. She rubbed her eyes then continued to stare at her hands.
“Something the matter?” I asked even though the change was as clear as day to me.
“I feel… different.” She held her hands up to the light then pulled down her sleeve. Soon she had grabbed a mirror from the stand and was looking at herself in it while rubbing her cheek.
“Looks like I’m having a boring dream,” Chloe weakly laughed.
“This isn’t a dream,” I pointed out.
“It isn’t?” She pinched herself on the cheek. “Oh my god I’m a teenager!” It finally hit her after a delayed reaction.
“Those shoulders still stiff?” I joked.
“I’m young again! I don’t know what to say.” She slapped her cheeks, flexed with arms and did some jumping jacks. “I feel like I could take on the world!” Her smile had a radiance I’d never seen on her before. Maybe in twenty years’ time I’d get a chance to roll back the clocks and experience what she was right now. Unfortunately she was a little too active and had attracted attention from above.
“What are you two shouting about?” Hana called as she descended the stairs. I quickly returned Chloe to normal before Hana saw her. When Hana entered the room everything had returned to normal again.
“Oh nothing honey, I was just helping Joe with some drama homework.” Hana gave me a suspicious stare.
“You do drama?”
“Yes,” I lied. Fortunately she didn’t know my class schedule enough to argue with that.
“Sorry to disturb you.” She returned to her room and Chloe sat down again.
“That was close. Joe how long have you had that power?”
“Since yesterday. It just randomly appeared.”
“So like a sudden awakening?” I don’t think that was the case but I agreed anyway. “We could be young forever.”
“In theory yes.” I guess I never realised the true potential of the app in that regard. Although having the ability to delay death didn’t mean I was immortal.
“Forever young, well we can start by easing my stiff shoulders.” Chloe typically wore a lot of clothes so I decided to knock five years of her entire body but excluded her head and face. From my prospective the change was barely noticeable but those five years made a huge difference for her body aches. The real test would be when my father came home. If he didn’t notice then it would be a success.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You make her the same age as you. After a delayed reaction she panics. When she calmed down you discuss staying young forever. It's a thought for the future. For now you just knock a few years off her body to help with her pains.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Chloe liked to joke that she was just thirty years old so let’s turn that joke into a reality. I slid the age slider down to thirty then hit apply. I noticed the change instantly but Chloe on the other hand didn’t.
“Oh the pains gone,” she explained. “That’s amazing, did you do something?” She was completely oblivious to the fact over ten years had just been wiped off her body. Really Chloe didn’t look all that different. Her hair colour was stronger and her face had less wrinkles but her psyche was roughly the same.
“So… you don’t notice anything?” I hinted at her. She began patting her body lightly but it wasn’t until she reached her face that she realised something was different. She rubbed her cheeks and felt around her eyes and nose. She got up and looked at herself in the wall mirror.
“Oh my…” Her youthful face gave away the fact her age had changed. “I’m 30 again!” She guessed her age straight away.
“How do your shoulders feel?” I teased.
“Amazing, I can’t believe it…” Suddenly her attitude changed. “I can’t believe it, Joe how did you do this?” She sounded almost worried now.
“Magical of science,” I joked waving my phone. Chloe stretched, moving her bodies in ways it hadn’t moved in years.
“It feels so refreshing. If only I could stay like this forever.” She smiled weakly. “Alright turn me back.” I didn’t expect her to suddenly volunteer for that. Since she was asking I returned her to normal but she regretted that a moment later as her aching shoulders pounced on her.
“Actually Joe…” I knew where this was going. I excluded her face from the age slider and knocked five years off the rest of her body. That should help with the pains.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You recess her age so she is back in her prime. Actually she doesn't seem to change that much. You have to drop hints for her to figure out she's now younger. Amazed by it, she asks you to let her body stay young but keeps her face the same so nobody will notice.<<endif>>
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<<set $update3 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I sat at the kitchen table looking my phone, scrolling through the new features the Reborn app had been updated with this morning. The first was Personality Modify that as the name suggested, could alter people’s personalities. The second feature wasn’t as interesting, I could now select two people and then create an image that was a mix of both of them, kind of like those programs that generated a picture of what two people’s children may look like.
“Oh that looks fun.” I spun around and saw Chloe had been looking over my shoulder. “Me and your dad, I wonder what our children would look like? Hypothetically of course, you and Hana are perfect… well aside from the fact ‘one’ of you never gets out of bed on time.” Didn’t take a genius to work out which of us she was referring to. Chloe sighed and looked up at the ceiling where directly above us Hana was sleeping soundly.
“Can you go wake her please?”
“Sure.” I was done with breakfast anyway. I got up and...<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>At breakfast Chloe leans over your shoulder while you are looking at the apps new features. She asks you to go wake up Hana but before that do you...<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Take your phone with you|ChloeB1]]</div><<set $DadJob = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>He kisses me. It’s just a brief moment of our lips touching but he kissed me. I try to squeeze away but he moves behind me, putting his hands on my body unaware who I really was. He lightly kisses me on the neck, sucking gentle as he did so. I hoped he’d been worn out from all that work, but as his hands crept around and <<click "touched my chest">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ChloeScene2.png]]<</replace>><</click>> I realised he what adults call ‘in the mood’.
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“Shall we take this into the bedroom?”
“No, let’s just stay here,” I reply pretending to be tired. Best not let my dad discover his wife out cold in his bedroom. I slide out from his embrace and sit down on the sofa. Quickly I grab the remote and put on the TV.
“Is something wrong?” He seems concerned that I’m acting strangely cold to him.
“No.” I better not say anything that might make him concerned. Fortunately the TV throws me a bone and a program reminder pops up on the screen. Chloe had a weekly reminder for one of the shows she watches. That’ll give me some time.
“So how was work?” I try to make light conversation as the adverts blah on the screen. My dad drops down onto the sofa next to me and places a firm hand on my lap.
“Stressful, sometimes I want to quit so I don’t have to put up with this stress… but at the same time if I quit I might not ever find another job in this economy. A promotion is what I need, less hours more pay. You know the company is expanding, opening up a new department and are looking for someone to lead it. They have applications but it’s not worth me even trying.”
“Why don’t you try?”
“Because Larry Gillam has already applied. He’s ten years younger, a pretty boy and is in the same golf club as the boss. I’m surprised they waste time with this application crap and didn’t just go straight to him. I suppose it paints the company in a better light if they at least pretend other people have a chance.” I felt sorry for my dad. “Do you think I should try?”
“Why not?” It couldn’t hurt, maybe he was more valuable then he realised. Plus I could always lend him a hand with the Reborn app.
“Yeah… yeah I’m going to do it.” My Dad seemed like he had been waiting for someone to encourage him. The show started and conversation stopped. It was awkward with his hand on me the whole time but I didn’t let it show.
When the show came to an end after an hour I realised my dad had fallen asleep. It was good timing as I heard creaking from above which meant the real Chloe had awoken. I quickly turned myself back to normal and hid. Chloe came down the stair soon after and thought my dad had fallen asleep on the sofa as to not disturb her in the bed. She woke up him and brought him back upstairs. Neither of them was any wiser to what had really happened.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Your dad gets a little frisky but manage to get him to stop. You spend the night watching TV together until he dozes off.<<endif>>
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<<set $FamFlag1 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>“That’s much better, now where’s my beautiful wife?” My dad called out as he left the bathroom. I didn’t waste time and quickly opened the door with the poser ready.
“She’s in here, take her to bed then sleep until morning.” The poser implanted my command and my dad obeyed. He lifted Chloe out of my bed and moved her into their bedroom. Soon they were both snuggled beneath the covers sleeping soundly.
“And that is that.” A problem solved I returned to my room and turned myself back to normal. Hopefully there wouldn’t be any more problems. I went to bed myself soon after hoping that by morning everything would be fixed. Unfortunately morning didn’t get the chance to come. In the middle of the night I was awoken to a scream. With no idea what was going on I jumped out of bed and followed it to the source.
“Wake up! Wake up!” Chloe was crying loudly on her bed next to my dad. She was doing everything to wake up him but he was naturally refusing to open his eyes.
“What’s happening?” Hana had been woken up by the noise as well.
“I’ll get my phone!” I couldn’t have sound more tired when I said that. They were both preoccupied though. “Chloe, relax and sleep until morning.” I ordered her when I returned. The poser instantly knocked her out. Next I gave Hana the same command. I carried her light body back to her room and tucked her into bed. I then tucked in Chloe and my father before turning to my own room. Hopefully now everything would be fixed.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You put your Dad to sleep but things escalate and next thing you know your family is passed out. Hopefully they'll awake in the morning.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day3MorningAlt]]This passage uses info for paths when using the app on family during day 22<<if $TLDR is "no">>Well I might as well use the app to make this easier on myself. The only thing I really could do was either give myself an order with the poser, which I instantly discovere was impossible, or alter my personality. I changed my personality to make me enjoy the task of doing homework. That change caused the time to fly delightfully, as opposed to me dragging myself through the mud to this nightmare done with.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use the app to make yourself enjoy homework more. As a result you get it done in record time.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day4Solo]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I set my phone on the table and head upstairs. I knock of Hana’s door and hearing no response let myself into her room. I swiftly pull open the curtains, flooding her room with bright natural light which is met with a groan from the bed. Hana retreats beneath the duvet but with a firm tug I steal it away, leaving her pyjama wearing body exposed to the elements.
“You’re gonna be late for school,” I warn her.
“School’s closed. It was destroyed in a meteor strike.” Sure it was. I throw the duvet onto the floor, grab her by the foot and drag her out of bed. She lands on the duvet with a flop.
“I’ll be back in five minutes; if you aren’t up I’ll drag you to school as you are.” I leave her with that warning. Since Chloe takes Hana to school she had a little more time than what I did. My bus will arrive soon so I quickly finished getting ready. I headed back to the kitchen to get my phone but it isn’t on the table where I left it. Instead I find it in Chloe’s hands.
“Got ya!” She declares as I walk into her trap. A wave of numbness hits me as I shrink down to a fraction of my previous height.
“Hey!” I call out. My voice is noticeably higher pitched and I quickly realise why. I’m not a teenager anymore. Now standing at just over a metre tall I felt like I was now a third of my actual age. My hands far less hairy and my rough masculine features all but lost. I was a child again. I tried to get my phone from from Chloe but to stop me she only needed to raise her arm, putting it out of my reached.
“Oh you’re so cute!” Her other hand ruffled my hair. “Oh I’m so jealous that I missed seeing you every day when you were growing up.”
“Chloe!” I protested. I’m unsettled by how much she is enjoying this.
“Call me mommy. Just once, please.” She looked at me with hopeful eyes. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up Hana but when you get back you discover Chloe has your phone. She wastes no time turning you into a child then teasing you for being so adorable. She ignores your protests and asks you call her mommy just one.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Do it in exchange for your phone|ChloeC1]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I pick up my phone and head upstairs. I knock on Hana’s door and hearing no response let myself into her room. I swiftly pulled open the curtains, flooding her room with bright natural light which is met with a groan from the bed. Hana retreats beneath the duvet but with a firm tug I steal it away, leaving her pyjama wearing body exposed to the elements.
“You’re gonna be late for school,” I warn her.
“School’s closed. It was destroyed in a meteor strike.” Sure it was. I throw the duvet onto the floor, grab her by the foot and drag her out of bed. She lands on the duvet with a flop.
“I’ll be back in five minutes; if you aren’t up I’ll drag you to school as you are.” I leave her with that warning. Since Chloe takes Hana to school she had a little more time than what I did. My bus will arrive soon so I quickly finish getting ready, double check Hana is finally getting ready and head out.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take your phone and wake up Hana. Once that's done you pack up and head to school.<<endif>>
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[[Head to school|ChloeB2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I refuse!” I firmly held my ground.
“Do you know what happens when little boys don’t do as their mother says?” She wasn’t my mother although in this situation I’d have a hard time convincing a stranger that was the case. “They get their toys taken away.” Chloe answered her question since I refused to play along.
“I can’t go to school like this,” I reminded her.
“That’s true… but I’ve an idea.” Chloe lifted her own mobile from the counter. She dialled a number then held it up to her ear.
“Hi, I’m Chloe Newry. My step-son Joe has come down with a terrible fever and won’t be coming into school today.” Chloe was speaking a professional voice. It was apparent she must be speaking with the school office.
“Hey!” I tried to interrupt but Chloe quickly covered my mouth with her hand.
“That’s all. Hopefully he’ll make a quick recovery. Bye.” She let me go and smiled. “Now school isn’t a problem.”
“And what about you?”
“What about me?” Chloe replied. I remembered that on Wednesdays she worked an afternoon shift instead of a day one. She didn't have work for several hours.
“And what about Hana?” Chloe grinned again as she lifted up her phone again and began dialling the number of another school. Oh no.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You refuse to play Chloe's game so she refuses to give back you're phone. She phones your school and Hana's to inform them neither of you will be coming in today.<<endif>>
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[[Next|ChloeA3]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Mommy, can I please have my phone back?”
“Oh yes dear here you go.” Taken in by my adorableness, she handed over my phone without a second thought. It took her a moment to realise but by then it’s already too late. I’d pressed undo and return to normal. Now I was the one who could hold the phone out of reach.
“Well I guess this version of you has its charm as well.” Chloe didn’t seem to harbour an ill-intent. Still I’d need to change my phone lock though since Chloe obviously knew my current one. With my bus fast approaching I didn’t have time to ask questions and I quickly left for school.
“Don’t worry I won’t tell anyone about this,” she reassured me as if she had been reading my mind. I had no more time so grabbed my bag and headed to school.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You swallow your pride and do as she asked. She gives back your phone and you return to normal. She didn't seem to have any bad intentions so you head to school."<<endif>>
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[[Head to school|ChloeB2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>Instead of going to school I was sat in the backseat of Chloe’s car. Next to me was a young girl who like me had the body of a 5 year old.
“This is so exciting.” Hana wasn’t at all bothered by the fact the clock had been turned back on her. “Can’t believe I get to skip school. Lucky!” There was her true motive. Hana would take any excuse to skip school. The Reborn app’s power had surprised her at first, but now she was going along with things happily. I suppose she did have a point. This was better than say another of Ms Clark’s grey classes.
“So where we going?” I asked Chloe who was driving.
“We are going to have a fun little day out, just a mother and her two young kids enjoying themselves.” Chloe’s behaviour seemed a little off. I was about to say something but Hana nudged me and whispered across.
“Let her have this, I’ll explain properly later. Please” Hana’s expression told me more than those words. There was a story I was missing here, a story that explained why Chloe was doing this.
“Alright, I’ll play ball for now.” That moment of seriousness from Hana had me wondering what was going on. We soon arrived at our destination, a large shopping centre. The carpark had plenty of spaces since it was a weekday morning. I tried to open the car door but discovered the child locks were on. Chloe was going the extra mile to treat us like children. She spun around still in the car and smiled at us.
“That’s not the kind of expression children should be making.” Pretending to be a child when you were practically an adult was hard. Chloe had a plan to change that. She held up my phone again and I feared what she was about to do.
“First I’ll change little Joe,” she said. I felt something in me change. “And now little Hana.” Whatever she did to me she did to Hana as well.
“Hurry up and let us out,” I complained impatiently. Childlocks sucked.
“Yes yes dear,” she got out of the car and unlocked Hana’s door. Rather than wait for her to get round to my side I undid the seatbelt and slid my small body across.
“Race you,” Hana challenged. She started running towards the doors and I ran after her instinctively but paused when I realised what was going on. Hana was acting like a child, and so was I. I looked back at Chloe who was smiling brightly. The personality modifier must be what she used on us to make us both more childish. I still didn’t get it. Why did Chloe want me and Hana to be children again so much?
Chloe’s first stop was a large clothing store which had a huge children’s clothing department. She overzealously picked items from the clothing lines for me and Hana to try on. The real horror of the experience was when she made me and Hana match, then bought both sets of clothing so we could wear them the rest of the day. It wasn’t easy being dragged around at her pace, but in fairness it was more fun than being at school.
“Mom can we get lunch here?” Hana asked just after twelve. Unable to resist our whims Chloe took us to the food court. Me and Hana claimed a table and guarded the bags as Chloe got in line. Since we were alone at last Hana finally spilled the beans about what was going on.
“Joe, what do you know about us from before we met?” Hana asked me. The answer to that was very little. I hadn’t dug that deep into Hana and Chloe’s past simply because I didn’t want to be asked about my own in return. “My mum used to be very ill. She had a rare condition and spent most of her adult life bedridden, always relying on my dad to support her. Driving a car, taking me shopping, helping me try on clothes, that was all impossible for her. As a result she kind of missed out on my childhood.” I didn’t know about any of this. Looking at Chloe now it was hard to imagine her in such a prolonged state of helplessness.
“What happened?”
“Simply put, medicine advanced. When I was thirteen she was brought into hospital for an operation, and after just a few weeks of rehab she was already searching for a new career… but by then I had stopped being a kid. To make matters worse my father started getting distant from us. Thinking back on it I realise that what he wanted was a helpless woman who was completely reliant on him for her every need. When mom no longer needed him, he lost interest.” I had no idea it was so complicated. I guess I imagined that Hana and Chloe’s situation would just be retelling of my own. "She never got to do any of these things, so just for today let her be spoiled."
“Who wants food?” Chloe came over holding a tray with the bright eye-catching box of the kids’ meals on it.
“I haven’t had one of these in ages.” I grabbed my box and opened it up immediately feeling disappointed. Inside was an easy to read children’s book, a pot of fruit and a tiny portion of nuggets. Was this what they gave children these days? I guess one thing the app couldn’t do was turn back time.
“Thanks mum.” I still gave Chloe a thankful smile. Now that I understood why she was doing this I felt more compelled to spoil her and let her have her way.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Chloe takes you shopping at the mall to buy some new clothes. After getting you and Hana a matching outfit you she goes to buy food. Hana explain why Chloe is acting this way and you can't help but feel sorry for her.<<endif>>
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[[Next|ChloeA4]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>Since Chloe had work that afternoon, and she left before my dad got home, she had no choice but return me and Hana to normal. She gave me back my phone before leaving though. There wouldn’t be any more surprises that evening, well par one. Dave had sent me a message informing me that even though I was allegedly bedridden, Ms Clark expected me to do the same homework she had given the rest of the class. Just to be an extra bitch she declared she’d punish Dave as well if I didn’t get the message and do it. Part-way through my homework there was a knock on my door.
“Yo,” I called out to Hana. It had to be her as nobody else was home yet.
“Hey bro, can we talk about today?” I expected this might come up.
“Sure.” She entered and sat down on my bed.
“About today… thanks. You really made my mum happy.”
“How could I say no after what you told me? I don’t mind spoiling her once in a while.”
“About that… Joe what powers does your phone have exactly? Could it make us children forever?”
“Forever?”
“I mean could we return to being children and then grow up normally?”
“Yeah I guess. I assume that’s how it would work anyway. Physically anyway, I can’t turn back time or anything like that. People will also ask questions about why we are children again, a lot of questions, and intrusive ones.” I got where Hana was going with this.
“Oh. Yeah I guess it was a silly idea.” Hana stood up and headed for the door. “Um… tonight do you think it would be okay for us to be children again and ambush my mum when she gets home? Your dad will be home before she is so we can get him on board.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Afterwards when you get home Chloe turns you and Hana back to normal. She leaves for work and Hana thanks you for spoiling her. She asks if it would be okay for you and her to stay children a little longer.<<endif>>
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[[That would be nice|ChloeA5]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>The Reborn app worked its magic turning back the clock on my father. He had thought I was joking when I told him about the app, but now he knew it was no joke.
“Wow I’m young again.” I ran his body clock fifteen back years. He looked in the mirror at his youthful face then pulled up his shirt to look at his long lost abs.
“Isn’t technology amazing?” Hana joked. We had confronted my dad together to tell him about our plan and why we were doing it.
“I don’t believe it. It’s like I’ve been given back something I had accepted as being lost.” My dad flexed a little then pulled down his shirt. “I feel so fresh. I want to just hop back into the boxing ring and go 20 rounds with my old sparring partners.” My father did a couple of air punches.
“First you need to make dinner. Today is your turn,” Hana reminded him. Chloe always got home at the same time and my father did his best to have dinner ready for her the moment she walked through the door. We got set making preparations, turning Hana and myself back to our much younger selves. Next we just bided our time until finally Chloe’s car pulled in the driveway. Me and Hana took our positions behind the curtains with our small bodies aiding us in hiding. Chloe opened the front door and stepped through closing it behind her.
“I’m home,” she called out. That was when we struck. Me and Hana jumped out and rushed her, giving her a huge surprise as we hugged her legs and looked up at her with an innocent smile.
“Welcome home mom,” we both said.
“Oh someone’s popular.” My dad emerged from the kitchen. Chloe looked at us then at my dad. The shock of it all faded and she smiled. She bent down and pulled me and Hana in for a tight hug.
“I’m home,” she whispered. She stood up again and rubbed the tears from her eyes. She ran into my dad’s arms to receive her own hug. I used that opportunity to target her with the Reborn app and give her the same treatment as the rest of us. I knocked 15 years off her body but she didn’t even react.
“Dinners ready,” my dad whispered, inviting us all into the kitchen. The food wasn’t anything we hadn’t eaten before, but it may have been the happiest meal any of us had ever had.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You turn your dad's body back 15 years in a demonstration of how the app worked. He is amazed and decides to go along with your plan. When Chloe gets home you and Hana ambush her in your younger form. Once everyone is fifteen years younger than what they really were you all sit down for the happiest dinner you've ever had.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|ChloeA6]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Two adult tickets please,” my dad requested taking full advantage of the children under five enter for free policy. The lady at the ticket booth peered over the counter and looked at me and Hana. She decided we looked under five so just took my dad’s money and gave him a ticket for himself and Chloe. We entered the theme park as a family, a true family that none of us had really experienced before. We had the Reborn app to thank for giving us this chance. Its final update allowed us to not just appear young, but actually be young. Mass memory alteration was the name of the feature but it did more than just alter memories. Officially I was just four years old, as was Hana. Chloe and my dad both looked no older than thirty and we all had a new fake date of birth that reflected this. People’s memories had been altered so they had no idea what age we really were and all records of us had also been altered by the app. It was amazing and it gave us a second chance at life, a family life.
“What ride should we go on first?” Chloe asked me and Hana. Hana pointed to one of the largest roller coasters but my dad laughed.
“Maybe when you’re older shrimp.” Being a child again did have some downsides like roller coaster height requirements. Making Hana taller with the app was also out of the question. We had as a family decided to do this properly, that meant no cheating by using the Reborn app which we had agreed to delete once everything had settled. It was a second chance for all of us, but for Chloe to more than that as she got to live the part of her life she had missed.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You arrive at the themepark where your dad orders two adult tickets, taking full advantage of the fact children under five enter free. Nobody questions you and Hana using that offer since to the knowledge of everyone but your family, that's what you are. The app's final feature, Mass Memory Alteration, has convinced the world than you and Hana are children, and Chloe and your dad are fifteen years younger than you actually are. It was a second chance at life, a chance to relive the part of your lives that had gone so wrong.<<endif>>
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~ End - Second Childhood ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<set $update3 = "yes">><<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>After an uneventful Wednesday, I was sitting at the breakfast table Thursday morning opposite Chloe thinking about the Reborn apps most recent update. The first was an upgrade rather than a new feature. When using the app I could select multiple people so I could say transform an entire crowd at once. The other feature however was what really had my interest, memory alteration. I checked it out to see what it could do. I could copy people’s memories, modify them or even erase them completely. In theory I could target someone, erase their memories, make them me and then give them a copy of my memories to essentially duplicate myself. Heck I could even steal their memories and body first then do the transfer, altering what I give them a little to create someone who believes they are me but knows nothing about the Reborn app while I parade around as them. It’s a scary thought really how much power I had. Such thoughts really weren’t suitable for the breakfast table.
“Joe can you go drag Hana out of bed again for me please,” Chloe asked. She had asked me to wake up Hana yesterday as well. Hana really should have been up by now. Maybe I’d use the memory feature on her to make her remember to set an alarm. I headed upstairs to wake up Hana, but on the way I noticed my parent’s door was slightly ajar and a powerful fragrance was leaking out.
“It that cologne?” I asked my father poking my head through the door. He was looking sharp, sharper than what he usually did in the mornings.
“I’ve got an important interview today. I have to look my absolute best if I’m to succeed.” My dad was in high spirits. Interview? Crap, he was probably talking about what I encouraged him to do two nights ago when I was in Chloe’s body. I had no idea that was today. Now I was a little worried I’d encouraged him to do something he was doomed to fail at. Worst case scenario he might get angry with Chloe believing she was the one who encouraged him to go for it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>After a boring Wednesday, it's now Thursday morning. You discover your dad preparing for a special interview at his work. It must be the one you encouraged him to go for. You wonder if you should help.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Leave it in his hands|Day4Morning]]</div>
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t want to see him fail. Fortunately the app had become powerful enough that I could ensure he didn’t.
“Hey Dad, hold still a second,” I said with the poser activated. My order stopped my Dad in his tracks as I closed the door. Time to test out my theory about the memory alteration function. Surprisingly altering memories was actually fairly simple. I made sure that I’d be able to turn us back to normal when I was done.
First I targeted my Dad and myself using the mass targeting so I could alter us both at the same time. I replaced my Dad’s memories with my own while simultaneously adding his to mine. Next I erased his knowledge of the Reborn app before moving onto the personality modifier. I gave him my personality and following that I gave him my body, giving me his body at the same time.
“And continue,” I ordered with the poser.
“Huh?” I was looking at myself scratch my head as I tried to figure out what had just happened.
“Is there a problem Joe? You looked like you were about to tell me something.” I spoke just like my Dad. He looked at me still showing confusion.
“I… feel like… oh right I need to wake up Hana, good luck Dad.” It worked. My dad now thought he was me and could take my place at school today while I took his place at work. His memories had blended in perfectly with my own. I knew where he worked, how to drive his car and the time of his interview. I quickly finished getting ready then headed downstairs. Instinctively I gave Chloe a tight hug showing some of my dad’s habits had passed onto me.
“Wish me luck everyone,” I said. No-one knew the truth, not even the boy who thought he was me.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Using the Reborn app you take your dad's place. You make him believe he is you while you parade around as him. You have his memories although they are perhaps too influential on your actions.<<endif>>
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[[Work|ChloeN5]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>It was my first time driving, yet it felt like I had been driving my whole life. Twenty minutes after leaving the house I arrived at the huge tower containing my new office. I drove up to the gate of the underground carpark, entered the pin code I’d never been told and headed to where my dad usually parked. As I stepped into the carpark elevator that would take me up to my floor a voice called out to me.
“Michael hold the door!” I put my foot out to keep the elevator open. I was joined by a man I’d never met before, yet I knew his name, his age, his terrible laugh and the name of his dog.
“Hey Steve, you’re cutting it close,” I greeted. Kevin was my co-worker, even if only for today.
“You’re looking extra smart. Wait did you seriously apply for that promotion?”
“Hey they have to give it to someone right, might as well throw my name in the hat.”
“Yeah but we all know who that someone will be.” That’s right; Larry Gillam pretty much had this in the bag. We arrived at the office where I instantly got the pleasure of meeting Larry.
“So how about that dinner date I mentioned?” He was at the coffee machine talking to a young woman just trying to get her morning coffee.
“No Larry,” she was trying to be polite but he wasn’t taking the hint.
“Alright but if you say no now then don’t come begging when I land that big promotion later.” Even he believed the promotion was his. “Last chance, I’ll pick up you, pay for your meal and leave you home again. “
“Sorry but money isn’t what I want in a man.” The woman took her coffee and left, leaving some people sniggering at Larry’s failed pickup attempt.
“Women am I right?” He tried to play it off.
“Such an obnoxious prick, I can’t believe he got Campbell fired,” Kevin hissed. That was the guy they wanted to put in charge of a new department? I had a feeling that Larry’s behaviour in the interview room would be just as inappropriate as his behaviour at the coffee machine.
The first hour of work was normal; I sat down at my customer service desk and waited for the phone to ring while answering email after email. Motivation was hard to find with such a boring task and internally laughing at stupid customers. I peeked up at the room the interviews were due to be held in. A small group of executives had just stepped inside to get set up. Soon they’d start calling people over. I could see into Larry’s cubicle from where I was sat. Since things were about to start I better put my plan into action.
They started calling names. One by one people stood up, entered the interview room and fifteen minutes later left looking slightly hopeful. I wondered who’d be first, me or Larry? I soon got my answer as I was called up. I hadn’t just used the app to sabotage Larry, I’d also boosted my own skills. I was ready to get my dad the promotion he deserved.
Fifteen minutes later and I was done. I had altered my personality to boost my charisma. The three executives instantly liked me as a result. I told them how long I’d been here, how even when going through a rough time I still came into work, how I could get the job done under almost any circumstance. I had two of the executives hooked, but it was the man in the middle who mattered. He was my father’s boss, and he was constantly looking for faults, trying to steer things in Larry’s favour. Every tough question he threw at me however I nailed. It wasn’t just the app that was helping me. My dad’s memories held the information I needed to ace this. At the end of the fifteen minutes I could sense the other two executives actually wanted to continue speaking with me, but the man in the middle quickly called time and thanked me for coming. I left and a minute later the last person was called in, Larry. Naturally I couldn’t be there to see what happened, but what I could do was grab the memories of one of the executives later on to learn what had happened. As they left I copied their memories and gave myself the part concerning Larry. Through their eyes I witnessed Larry stride into the room like he owned it, casually throw himself onto the chair, wink at the female executive and speak like job wasn’t only already his, but that the company actually owed him it. The two executives were immediately annoyed by his behaviour, and despite the boss throwing him life-line after life-line Larry failed to grasp any of them. At the end of the interview Larry left under the belief he had done an amazing job, and the boss was left with a tough decision. Go with Larry knowing it will lose him the trust of two of his most trusted advisor, or take on board their opinions and drop Larry from consideration. In the end he had to consider what was best for the company, and Larry was definitely not it.
In the later part of the afternoon there was an announcement requesting that I and two others stayed behind for an extended interview. Larry wasn’t among that selection. I left Chloe know I’d be home late then prepared to seal the deal. This time all three of us were called in at the same time, forcing us to be competitive with each other to prove we wanted this. It felt like I was on The Apprentice as the boss and his advisors threw long difficult questions at us, forcing us to think fast or be crushed under the pressure. Credit where credit was due, my competition was fierce and both just as deserving of the promotion as my dad, but there was only one spot available and after a long battle I was the one who secured it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You go to your dad's work. Using his memories you blend in perfectly. Nobody is the wiser and you ace the interview. You also sabotage the greatest competition just to be sure it'll go your way. At the end of the day you are told you got the promotion.<<endif>>
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[[Later|ChloeN6]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I opened the front door of my house feeling pumped. It wasn’t easy being my dad, but I think I did a really good job.
“I did it!” I shouted, letting everyone know. I wasn’t worried about my dad suddenly finding himself in over his head. He was definitely capable and I could always just give him some upgrades with the app to ensure he excelled in his new role.
“That’s amazing.” Chloe was the first to appear and I instinctively pulled her in and kissed her on the lips. Shit, I didn’t mean to do that. I realised that my dad’s memories were blending into mine a little too well now.
“I’m haven’t made dinner yet, how about we order pizza for those two and we eat out tonight? Maybe even take a detour on the way home to a hotel for some private time.” I felt a hand sneak behind me and slide beneath my trouser line. The look in Chloe’s eyes, she wanted to reward me in the way only a wife could.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You return home and tell Chloe about your success. Impressed, she suggests you and her head out tonight for some 'private' time.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Better let my father take it from here|ChloeN7b]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[I earned this so I should reap the rewards|ChloeN7a]]</div>
<<if $TLDR is "no">>You lean closer and kiss passionately. You stopped thinking of yourself as your dad and started thinking of yourself as you. You had done all the work today, and you were the one married to this amazing woman.
“I’ll let the kids know we’ll be home later, if at all.” I winked letting go of Chloe. I knocked on Joe’s bedroom door on the way to the bathroom just to see what he was up to.
“Hey son, guess who got a promotion?” I saw Joe sitting by his computer. He had a look on his face that showed I’d almost caught him looking at something he didn’t want me seeing.
“Wow that’s great dad, you really deserved that promotion.” He had no idea what was really going on.
“Chloe and I will be out late. We’ll leave you some money so you and Hana can split a pizza.” I closed the door and hit the shower. A big meal to celebrate a big promotion, I couldn’t wait. What I really was looking forward to was what would come after.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You kiss her passionately, forgetting about being your dad and just being you. You did all the work today, you earned this. You give 'your son' some money for pizza then head out with Chloe.<<endif>>
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[[After|ChloeN8a]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Yeah, let’s do that but I’m going to get a shower first.” I slipped away and headed upstairs. I didn’t go to the bathroom to shower though. I knocked on my bedroom door then stepped into my room.
“What’s up Dad?” Sitting opposite now locked computer was my dad still unaware of who really was. Time to fix that.
“Hey Joe,” I said taking out my phone. “Stay still for a minute would ya?” I ordered with the poser. He became completely still as I began to reverse everything I’d done this morning. I swapped back our bodies, returned to him his real memories and took away the ones I had lent him. I made it that he could remember most of what had happened at work today, obviously removing the parts I used the Reborn app. I restored his personality and then gave him the signal to move again.
“Wow that’s great dad, you really deserved that promotion,” I congratulated him. I was now the one in my chair opposite my computer back in my real body.
“Déjà vu…” He replied looking around. “Well I better go shower. Chloe and I will be out late tonight. I’ll give you some money so you can split an extra-large pizza with Hana.” My dad left my room soon after. I’d need to keep an eye on him just in case but it seemed everything was back to normal except he now had a big promotion.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You escape Chloe's arms and tell her you're going for a shower first. You use that chance to swap back with your dad, fixing things so he believes he did all the work today and has no memory of being you. He leaves you and Hana with some money for pizza then heads out with Chloe.<<endif>>
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[[Next day|ChloeN8b]]
<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I was looking forward to the app’s next update, which was why I was disappointed when it happened. There was only a single new feature and it really wasn’t that appealing. ‘Mass Memory Alteration’ which in simple terms meant I do turn myself into a girl and everyone would think I’d always been a girl. It didn’t have much appeal and worse still the app claimed it would be the final update. Oh well, beggars can’t be choosers I guess.
I headed down to the kitchen where my family had a new found vigour. My father was super happy and that spread to Chloe as well. I didn’t ask what they had done last night or why they had come home at 2 in the morning. A promotion didn’t mean a day off. My dad was soon leaving the house after giving Chloe quick kiss. Everything was good and I hoped it would stya that way.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up to find the app has updated but are a little disappointed. The 'Mass Memory Alteration' doesn't seem that useful to your current situation. You're happy with things as they stand and hope it stays that way.<<endif>>
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[[It didn’t|ChloeN9b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I stepped off the bus under the Friday afternoon sun. It was now the weekend and I already had decided what I’d be doing. I turned around as the bus drove on and in that moment everything changed. I saw outside my home the last thing anyone ever wanted to see parked there, a police car. Worry ran over me and I rushed inside. The first I heard was sobbing. I crept up to the living room and saw Chloe with her head in her hands weeping as a police officer sat opposite her with a grim look on his face.
“We are searching for the driver; rest assured we will bring justice upon the man who hit your husband.” My heart was consumed with a black fear. Something had happened to my dad. “I know this isn’t easy to hear, but we believe your husband may have known the driver.” I trembled trying to make sense of things. Somehow my legs began moving and I headed up to my room. I wanted someone to tell me I had misheard what was going on, that my dad was okay but I knew the truth. Someone had hit my dad with a car, and if he was still alive Chloe wouldn’t be here, she’d be at the hospital.
“Dad…” Was this my fault? Did something I do cause this? Had my usage the app caused this? My trembling suddenly stopped as I realised something. I ripped open my schoolbag breaking the zipper and emptied it upside down on my bed. From the mess I snatched my phone and opened the Reborn app. Each of the apps features kept a copy of the last person it targeted meaning that right now my dad’s body, memory and personality were all stored on it. ‘We believe your husband may have known the driver’, the police man’s voice echoed in my head. Once again I selected myself as the target and gave myself my father’s memories. A deathly chill ran down my spine when I received more than I bargained for. I thought I’d just his memories up until the point I’d copied them, but I got more, I got his memories up until the moment the car struck him and the last thing I saw was the face of the driver. It was the face of a jealous man, the face of a crazed man, the face of Larry. You had the tools to make things right so you immediately put together a plan to do just that.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You get off the bus. There's a police car at your house. You enter and overhear Chloe crying as a police officer explains to her that your father was killed in a hit and run. Desprate for hints about who killed him you use the Reborn app to give yourself his memories. Instantly you know the culprit was Larry, the guy you sabotaged on the interview day. Filled with rage you go out seeking revenge.<<endif>>
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[[Next|ChloeN10b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>Larry peaked through the blinds of the beach house as a car drove past. Every noise had his attention as he feared it would be the police coming for him. He’d stay here over the weekend and then return to work on Monday pretending nothing happened. He’d already contacted someone to discretely scrap his car. It was someone he could trust to not ask questions about the crumbled hood or cracked front window. Larry had already scrubbed away all the blood left behind when he hit his victim.
“Nobody saw me,” he whispered to reassure himself again. On Monday it was back to work and since they now needed someone to lead the new department they would of course pick him. That was his reasoning for hitting the accelerator instead of the brake that morning. He peeked out the window again as a man walked past with his dog. The dog wouldn’t smell anything right? What if it did? What if the owner had a gun? The dog walker passed by unaware of the barrage of paranoid thoughts being directed at him. Suddenly there was a loud noise from the back of the house. Larry spun around and grabbed the kitchen knife he’d been keeping close.
“Hello?” He called out entering the kitchen. An empty bottle rolled across the floor having been blown over by the window coming from an open window. Larry reached across and firmly locked the window.
“Just my imagination,” he reassured himself. Then he heard a voice, a powerful whisper that felt like a voice whispering directly into his head. Unsure why he suddenly brought the knife up to his throat, he didn’t know why he felt compelled to do so, he just did it.
“I should order you to kill yourself, I really should,” a voice spoke from somewhere in the dark room. “But, I’ve another purpose for you.” The owner of the voice stepped out, a teenage boy armed with just a smartphone.
“I didn’t do it!” Larry cried.
“Really? Tell me what you did!” The boy ordered.
“I ran him over. I saw him set out of his car and I hit the accelerator to run him over.” Larry couldn’t control his tongue. Something was making him say the truth. “What will you do to me?” He understood that his boy had some kind of power over him.
“Simple, I’m trading your life for my dad’s.” Larry was paralysed by the boy’s power. Unable to anything as his mind was stripped clean. His personality and memories were erased and then replaced. His body was changed, transformed into the man he had killed that morning. When it was done Larry had ceased to exist, and standing in his place was a man with the body, memories and personality of Joe’s father. From his view point and everyone else’s, he was Joe’s father.
“Wait here then return home in three hours.” There was still one last thing to do.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You find Larry hiding at his parent's beach house. Using the app you purge all his memories then fill him with your fathers. You turn him into a perfect copy of the man he killed, so perfect only you will know the difference. There is still a hole to be plugged though.<<endif>>
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[[One Last Thing|ChloeN11b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I looked at my father’s pale face as he lay on the morgue table. I had requested some time alone to say my goodbyes, but really I had another reason for wanting to be alone. I pulled out my phone and tried selecting the body of my father. The app didn’t allowed me to select the dead. It just refused to accept dead bodies as targets.
I had to use a substitute. I had found an elderly man who was mere hours from death to apply my father’s image to. I gave him my father’s face, his memories, everything. Using the Mass Memory Alteration I made the work thing that he was my father, and that my father was still alive. The only person who knew the truth was me, and it was truth I didn’t want to know.
Larry’s actions had caused me a lot of pain, but I knew I was partly to blame and so was the Reborn app. Larry was gone now, and soon so would this dangerous app that had gotten my father killed. I had one last time to do though, and that implant in myself an order to delete it, then delete all memories of its existence from my head. I’d return to being just an average Joe, but that was better than being responsible for my father’s death. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you father was killed. You use the app to bring him back to life by trading his life with that of a dying man. His death was caused 3 things, Larry, the app and you. You decide that all three of them must go and erase your memories then delete the app. Everything is now back to normal as you return to being an average Joe.<<endif>>
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~ End - Altering Fate ~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>The moment the hotel room door was shut we lost all decency. I grabbed Chloe by the shoulders, pressing her against the wall as we kissed passionately.
“I hope you saved some room for me,” I murmured. Clothes began to fly off as the thick walls of the love hotel gave us a private space nobody would hear us. There was a clean bed ready for us to ruin and a large bathroom with a massive shower in case we wanted to share.
“I’m so ready.” Chloe clutched me and we threw ourselves onto the bed. The foreplay was amazing but it was the moment that I sank my shaft into her <<click "wet sex">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ChloeScene3.png]]<</replace>><</click>> that really made the night. I couldn’t believe what I’d been missing. Well not really, I had memories of making love to this beautiful woman many times but tonight just felt special. We went at it with the same vigour we had on our wedding night. That night had been a celebration at our new lives, and to me this night was the same.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You arrive at the hotel and get straight to business. You throw Chloe onto the bed and you both quickly disrobe and <<click "go at it">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ChloeScene3.png]]<</replace>><</click>> go at it like it was your honeymoon.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|ChloeN9a]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I cleared my throat so my new underlings would be able to hear me loud and clear.
“First let me say it’s a pleasure, most of us met during the interviews and out of the hundred people I had the pleasure of speaking with, you were the ones I knew could make this work, who could turn a small investment into a huge profit.” I had the eyes and ears of every blue collar around focused solely on me, their boss. As head of this new department it was my job to know the people I’d be working with. Several weeks ago I’d been selected for this job. At the time I was happy with just securing it for my dad, but now I had no intention of just walking away. My dad wasn’t my dad anymore; he was my son and always had been. Nobody knew about the switch but me, and I intended to keep it that way. I wasn’t satisfied with just this though, I’d set my sights on the top and when the opportunity claim I’d grab the rungs of the corporate ladder and pull myself to the top.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>It's your first day at work at your new position and you start things off with an inspirational speech. You don't plan to be here long, you've got your sights set on the top and with the app's help you are sure to get reach it.<<endif>>
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~ End - Jumping the corporate ladder ~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I was sat in my bedroom that evening looking at the clusterfuck of numbers spread out on the page in front of me. I was pondering how Ms Clark expected anyone to make sense of this.
“Why didn’t I just skip school?” I asked myself that every time Ms Clark realised she had fallen behind schedule so gave us a dumpster of homework to make up for it. Anyone who didn’t do it or got a very low score would be given detention as per her usual policy of being a complete bitch. I’d be lucky to finish this at this rate, I should have started the moment I got home and not waited until after dinner.
“I’d do anything to not have to do this!” I groaned loudly. A knock on my door interrupted my trail of though. “Come in.”
“Hello,” Chloe greeted. She stepped into my room and closed the door behind her. This was unusual for her. “So I heard you saying you’d do anything to not have to do your homework.” And now I was getting concerned.
“Maybe…” I was curious about where she was going with this.
“Well how about we trade places?”
“Explain what I’m missing here.” Might as well ask her to get straight to the point.
“I’ve had a schedule clash. You see tomorrow I’m meant to take Hana to her gymnastics practice, but my boss also wants me to work overtime. Normally I’d have to choose one or the other but since you can be me, while I’m also still me, I can do both.”
“Can’t my dad drive Hana to her practice?”
“He’s also booked in for overtime. I’ll always put Hana before myself so that means telling my boss I can’t do it, but I really don’t want to let him down.” It was clear what Chloe was asking, well almost.
“So do you want me to cover for you in work or take Hana to practice?”
"Well you can't drive so..."
“I’ll fill in for you at work then.” That could be fun. I'd get to see what Chloe did at her job. I think it was related to accounting.
“Okay. But I’ll need to explain to you what you’ll be expected to do.”
“And I’ll need to explain to you how to handle algebra.” Chloe laughed at that comment.
“Don't worry Joe, I took home several math competition trophies in my schooldays. I can handle whatever you teachers throw at me.” I offered my seat to Chloe but she didn’t take it. Instead she suggested I get some practice in moving around with her body. I thought back to my previous experience with being in someone else’s body. A bit of practice might be a good idea.
“Okay, let’s swap.” I pointed at the app at Chloe and swapped our bodies. It was weird and not something I can image ever getting used to. I had done it before though, Chloe hadn’t.
“Wow, I’m you!” Chloe looked at my hands which were now hers. “Oh I could have so much fun.”
“Not until you’ve done your homework,” I berated pretending to be a strict mother.
“Yes mother,” she pretended to groan joining in the roleplay. “Actually, can you go and say that to Hana? I’m sure it’s as equally valid with her.” If I could pretend to be Chloe in front of Hana then I should be able to do it at her work. I headed to the room across the hall and knocked on the door. I heard the occupant run around, hiding whatever it was she had been doing, before opening the door just enough to poke her head through.
“Hey mum, need something?”
“What are you hiding?” She seemed to be against me entering the room.
“Nothing,” she replied suspiciously. Now I was curious. I wouldn’t think of barging into her room as my regular self, but as Chloe I had the right to know what was going on. I pushed open the door and looked around. Everything seemed normal, just what was she doing?
“Hmmm, have you done your homework?” I got back to the topic at hand.
“Maybe.”
“Maybe?”
“I’ve started it. Don’t worry I’ll do it tomorrow.”
“You have practice tomorrow,” I reminded her.
“Oh… fine I’ll get it done now.” She didn’t move from her spot. She definitely seemed worried that I’d notice something. I doubted I was imaging it but I couldn’t see what she was hiding.
“Well just make sure you do.” I left. Hana closed the door and I listened. It didn’t sound like she was moving, so she probably listening for me to leave. I returned across to my room and entered without knocking, it was my room after all.
“I wasn’t touching it!” Chloe immediately declared throwing her hands into the air.
“Weren’t touching what?” I played dumb. I can only imagine she was checking the feel of things.<<if $chloecopy is "yes">> Not like I hadn’t already touched hers<<endif>>
“Anyway… your teacher is an idiot. Some of these questions are either impossible to solve, or so easy I could do them in my sleep. It’s like she just grabbed a selection from a text book and then mixed up the order to disguise the fact that was what she’d done.” Considering Ms Clark liked give out homework for the sake of giving out homework that wouldn’t surprise me. “Do you have class with her tomorrow? I’ll show her up if you do.”
“Okay one, yes I do. Two, I’d rather you didn’t. And three you’re implying that we staying like this.”
“Well we have to. Like I said you’ll be working overtime, that means going into my work tomorrow and staying late. I guess you’ll need to take a bus since I’ll need the car.” Chloe made a good point. She quickly finished off my homework in a fraction of the time it would have taken me. Then we discussed our day plan for tomorrow so we’d roughly know what to expect. What I didn’t know what that it was pointless because morning would bring a new feature that would make things much easier.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>After school you are struggling with your homework when Chloe enters your room and makes you an offer. She'll do your homework, but you have to switch with her tomorrow and go to work in her steed.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|ChloeB3]]
<<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I woke up early feeling nervous about the day ahead. In order for Chloe’s plan to work, she had to be the one with my phone so she could turn back to normal later. That meant that I’d be going the entire day in her body without the ability to switch back. Naturally that had me a little concerned. I trusted Chloe. I doubted she’d suddenly turn evil and begin abusing the power, turning those around her into minds slaves or something of the like. My concern was that she might be irresponsible and get caught. Then there was the matter of me not getting caught. Surely someone would notice when I sat down at her desk and did nothing all day because I had no idea what I was doing. Maybe this was a mistake after all. I grabbed my phone and noticed it had updated. I prayed for a feature to help me make today go smoothly and that was exactly what I got.
“Memory alteration,” I explained. I had finished getting dressed and was now explaining the new feature to Chloe. “The ability to alter or copy memories, either memories relating to a specific subject or event, or that person's entire memory. In other words I can copy everything I need to know about work, and you can copy everything you need to know about school.”
“I’m good. I have a college level education remember?”
“Didn’t you drop out due to illness?” I’d heard that get mentioned at the dinner table before.
“Let’s not talk about that.” A sudden change in tone. Chloe really wanted to avoid that subject.
“Anyway, hold still.” I took aim and hit copy with the new feature. I didn’t want to be too intrusive. Fortunately the app let me trim off anything I didn’t need. When I finished the memory transfer it was only knowledge relating to Chloe’s work I received.
“So?” Chloe asked.
“Your computer password is ‘password101’, you keep a makeup kit and sparing tights in your bottom drawer, you sit between Dianne and Susan and you once stole a pen from a co-worker who was annoying you.” Chloe gave me an amazed expression.
“That’s amazing… and kind of frightening.”
“It’s the only way this is going to work.”
“I guess that’s also true. Well time for us to switch.” That it was. I performed the switch, entering Chloe’s body as she entered mine. I took us both a few moments to compose ourselves. The final touch was to use the personality modifier to alter the way we talked. We should be able to blend in perfectly now. Soon it was time for Chloe to get the bus to school, and for me to get in her car and drive Hana to school. Chloe had the spare car key. After dropping off Hana I left her car parked in a carpark along my bus route. I could get a bus to Chloe’s work from there, and Chloe could get off the bus on the way home and retrieve her car. Shame I couldn’t just make a copy of her car with the app so we wouldn’t have to deal with the car sharing aspect of our plan.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up to the discovery of a memory alteration update. Using it you gain all memories Chloe has relating to her work. This plan might actually work now.<<endif>>
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[[Work|ChloeB4]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I arrived at Chloe’s work trying not to think about the fact I had just rode on a busy bus wearing a tight skirt and blouse. Even at the age where she had a daughter the same age as me, Chloe somehow maintained a great figure that could turn heads. Once free from the bus I quickly headed to the tall building where Chloe, or I in this case, worked. Using her memories I had no trouble clocking on and heading up to claim my desk. It would be a day filled with making sense of numbers of a computer screen and putting transcribing into a simple report that the idiot shareholders could understand. Frankly if you just wrote ‘big profits’ on a poster and presented it to them they would be happy. I spent most the day bored out of my mind, glancing at the clock every 10 seconds and wondering how Chloe was doing.
“Chloe.” Someone standing behind was seeking my attention. I spun around in the chair and saw it was Chloe’s boss Rupert.
“Yes?”
“You never replied to my email about staying overtime. I’m assuming you have other plans.” Oh right I was meant to reply to that.
“Actually I’m free. We’ll have all afternoon together,” I joked.
“Delightful, I’ll see you again this afternoon.” He headed off again. I got back to dragging myself through the field of numbers. It was hard to motivate yourself to work when you knew that no matter how much or how little you did, the outcome would always be the same.
Lunch came and went. Soon it was after three which was the time Chloe usually packed up so she could go and pick up Hana from school. Right now the real Chloe would have been waiting for the final bell to ring so she could escape her prison. Over the next two hours the office began to get empty as more and more of my co-workers packed up and left. The office ran a flexible time system so it wasn’t a massive rush out the door. By six the entire office had almost emptied. Only other person was still working. I presumed they had also been roped into overtime. That presumption was wrong when they suddenly let out a relieved sigh and stood up stretching their arms.
“Finally finished.” They quickly saved their work and shut down their computer. “See you tomorrow Chloe.” They waved to me as they left. Wait was I the only person here now? The moment my co-worker was gone the door to Rupert’s office opened. He didn’t look like he would be leaving anytime soon.
“Ah Chloe.” Rupert came over and stood behind me again. “I sent you an email, can you open it please.” I checked my emails for the one he had sent. I promptly opened it as he leaned over my shoulder. He was getting a little too close for comfort frankly.
“See anything wrong?” He asked, drawing my attention to the spreadsheet. I stared at the huge pile of numbers using Chloe’s memories to make sense of it. The whole time Rupert was leaning next to me with his hand on my shoulder. I wish I knew more about sexual harassment laws so I knew where to draw the line. Eventually I saw what it was he wanted me to see. I explained to him the problem although really it was something he should have picked up on himself.
“Ah so that’s it, can you correct it for me and send it back.” Again something he could have done himself but whatever. I began typing but that was when it happened. His hand on my shoulder slipped and he practically fell on top of me, his hand running down the full length of my skirt and landing between my thighs.
“Oops,” he joked, his face now an inch from mine. Was he going to move or what? He turned towards me and our eyes met. I now doubted that his slip had been an accident, he clearly wanted something to happen. That kind of thought was…<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You arrive at work. Using Chloe's memories you blend in and get through the day. During overtime you find yourself alone in the office with your boss Rupert. He 'accidently' slips and his hand lands between your thighs with his face inches from yours. This situation is...<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Arousing|ChloeC5]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I can’t work with you on top of me,” I coldly told him. He quickly backed away; waving his hands like it was all one big accidental misunderstanding. I guessed he was just trying his luck, and knew that if he went any further he’d be facing a sexual harassment case. He’d probably gone too far away, but he could always claim it was an accident. Plus it would be Chloe who would have to deal with that so I decided to just keep on working provided he kept his distance.
“Just email it to me when you’re done.” He retreated back to his office with those words. It only took me half an hour to fix the spreadsheet and after that there wasn’t much else to do. It was hardly worth making me do overtime just to fix a spreadsheet. Putting all the pieces together it was clear what his goal had been. Really the only question I had was why he had chosen Chloe as his target, or perhaps she was just one out of many employees he had tried his hand with. It didn’t matter. I was only doing this today afterwards me and Chloe would be switching back. I’d leave the mystery of Harassment Rupert in her hands.
After work I met up with Chloe in a carpark near her office. We swapped back there without much trouble and I apologised for the missing button on her blouse.
“It was just you and Rupert? Jeez he must have been looking for a new office slut.” I nearly choked at that comment.
“His ‘personal assistant’ quit the company last month. Personal assistant meaning person who got promoted so she could work closer with him, so close there was a lot of physical contact if you now what I mean.” I never expected Chloe to start openly talking about sex. “Don’t worry about it. He usually backs off if you give him the cold shoulder… I’m assuming that what’s you did right?”
“Of course, you don’t think I’d do something that gross right?”
“Well… I guess not.” She then murmured something quietly.
“Huh?”
“Oh nothing, just monologuing.” Sometimes I just didn’t understand her. We arrived home shortly after. Chloe had done all my homework for me so I didn’t have to worry about that. It was getting late so I decided to just hit the sack so I could wake up fresh and early tomorrow.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You brush Rupert off with a cold shoulder and he backs away before you throw a lawsuit at him. After work Chloe explains he was just trying his chances with you in a search for a new office slut to make his personal assistant. She seems to be hiding something from you though.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|ChloeB6]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I placed my hand on top of his ensuring he couldn’t be going anyway.
“Isn't this kind of thing against company policy?” I seductively whisper.
“Well there’s a little bit of fine text that reads ‘unless otherwise stated by an executive’, and I’m stating that the company policy doesn’t apply right now.” We leaned closer; maintaining eye contact in a game of chicken that ultimately resulted in a shared kiss. Our lips met, our tongues invaded each other’s mouth. We learned so far back on my chair it tipped over and we fell back. Rupert handed on top of me, one hand supporting his weight while the other squeezed my breasts. We rolled off the chair and began spreading our love across the office. Making out on other people’s desk, and then taking it past kissing and onto the next step. Rupert striped me of my panties and then pressed me against the wall. He opened up his zipper to let his monster cock free. My pussy was dripping at this point, ready to welcome anything that could fill it up. Rupert pulled up my skirt then drove his monster cock home <<click "inside me">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ChloeOfficeScene.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. At the same time he freed my breasts from my blouse and toyed with my erect nipples. The onslaught of pleasure had me moaning like a slut. He pounded me from behind while toying with my nipples sending tidal waves of pleasure through my body. It was amazing and it only got better with each trust.
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“Oh god, I’m going to cum!” I cried out. Rupert had more stamina than what I could compete with. He increased the power of his thrusts forcing me into a state of ecstasy as my orgasm came. He didn’t stop though, he continued to pound me until he also came, and even then he didn’t stop. The orgasms left me unable to stand, so he moved things to the coach in his office where he drove me to a second orgasm, followed by him cumming inside me a second and then finally a third time. After that he finally stopped, leaving me in a state of euphoria as cum dripped out of my overflowing pussy.
Rupert returned to his cushioned chair and sat down with his cock still hanging out. He pulled a cigar from his desk drawer and lit it.
“It’s silly really, sex is a great way to relieve pressure and stress while also strengthening the bond between employer and employee. Why people frown upon it is baffling.” I couldn’t deny he had a point. Right now I felt more relaxed than I’d ever been.
Later I met up with Chloe in a carpark near her work feeling nervous. A number of questions were running through my head. Would Chloe know what had happened when we switched back? What if she wasn’t on birth control? What if Rupert said something to her? What would she do if she found out? I’d done everything I could to hide what had happened like binning the ruined tights and fixed up my dishevelled attire. To my horror however I discovered one of the buttons on blouse had gone missing, probably due to how rough Rupert had been undressing me.
“How was it?” Chloe asked as I approached the car.
“How was what?” Did she know already?
“How was work…” Shit now she was suspicious. I had to act natural. I let out a long dissatisfied groan.
“How do you do that every day? If anything I feel more motivated to study now.” That seemed to get things back on track.
“Well as fun as it is to be you, let’s change you back.” Chloe turned herself back into me in preparation for the body swap. In order for our switch to work, we had used the app to copy Chloe’s body, swapped bodies, and then turned Chloe who was in my body into herself. She could then undo the change with the undo function to return to being me. She pressed the button and my vision shifted back to my hand on the app. Immediately quit the swap menu and opened up the copy menu. Like it should have been there was a copy of Chloe from this morning so I quickly applied it to her while she was still disorientated. Now any effect having sex with Rupert had left on her body would be gone.
“So how was Hana’s performance?” I asked.
“She’s still performing at a high level.” Chloe didn’t seem to notice anything. “Shall we go home?” We got in the car and drove back.
“I’ve done all your homework for tomorrow, well everything I was aware off. School sure is fun. We should do this again sometime.” Chloe was making small talk but I could definitely agree with her about doing it again.
“Yeah, it’ll be fun. So anything interesting happen at school?” Chloe smirked before answering.
“Just teenagers being teenagers.” Sounded like a normal day. We arrived home and since it was late I didn’t have much time to do anything before going to bed.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You entice Rupert further and it doesn't go unrewarded. Soon you are making out around the office, moving from desk to desk until he has you pinned against a wall with your panties removed. Your dripping pussy invites him in and he <<click "rails you">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ChloeOfficeScene.png]]<</replace>><</click>> with his cock.
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After he makes you cum several times he sets you on his coach to recover and clean yourself up. Your worry now is that Chloe might find out.
Later you meet her in the carpark outside her office. Thankfully she doesn't seem to notice anything and you swap back without a hitch.<<endif>>
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[[Next day|ChloeC6]]<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>The next morning the app updated again but with it came the announcement it would be the final update. A mass memory alteration feature was added which in short, allowed the memory of the entire world to be altered in one press of the button. It sounded like a really useful feature for some situations but I had no immediate plans to use it. My concern was still the question of would Chloe find out about yesterday. I had to hope not. When I saw her at breakfast she didn’t seem to show any hints she’d found out.
Soon I was leaving the house still pondering that question. I got on the school bus as it arrived without second thought but suddenly there was a round of applause accompanied by cheering.
“Huh?” The bus was only half-full, but everyone was clapping. Some looked puzzled while others had smug looks on their faces. I completely forgot about Chloe finding out what I had done, and was now focused on finding out what she had done. I sat down in my usual seat next to Mei.
“Sup champ,” Mei greeted.
“Champ? As in champion?”
“Well it’s what everyone is calling you champ.” What the hell did Chloe do?
“Did I win something?”
“Well nothing physical, but you certainly won the respect of everyone in school after what you did yesterday.” What I did yesterday? The cheering died down and I tried to listen out for anyone who might be explaining what I’d done to someone else. Unfortunately it was too noisy. The extra attention also meant I couldn’t use the Reborn app as someone would see me.
I arrived at school and my first contact with Dave was him patting me on the back then encouraging everyone around to give me another round of applause. I wanted to ask what I’d done, but it was clearly something I should have known. At the risk of sounding like I was missing a screw or two I kept quiet.
Then my teacher arrived and immediately they called upon me.
“Joe, the principal wishes to see you in his office.” Shit. Whatever Chloe had done had earned me a trip to see the principal. This wasn’t good. I stood up and walked out of the room. I knocked on the door of the principal’s office and he called me inside.
“It’s not an easy position we are in,” he explained. “Striking a teacher, regardless of the circumstances is a major offence.” For fuck sake.
“I’m sorry.” I had to try and patch this up.
“Not quite going to cut it. Ultimately though you were struck first. That puts the school in an incredibly difficult position. Normally we’d be considering expulsion but we can’t be seen given you a harsher punishment than her. We’ve suspended Mrs Clark, and sorry to say but we have agreed you will also face suspension.” From what I understood Mrs Clark hit Chloe, Chloe retaliated and now both of us were getting suspended. I don’t know what Chloe did to provoke her but if she had of been smart and not retaliated we could have pushed to get the fat bitch fired.
“I’m very sorry,” I apologised once more.
“Yes well the decision stands. Can you get home yourself or do you require arrangements to be made?”
“I can get home myself.” I'd need the walk to plan what'd I'd say to her when she got home.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You continue to worry about Chloe finding out, right up until you discover she did something worthy of a round of applause the moment you stepped on the bus.
At school you lean that she something provoked Mrs Clark into hitting her, and that she retaliated earning both of you a suspension from school. You return home early to confront her.<<endif>>
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[[Next|ChloeC7]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I waited for Chloe in the living room. To my surprise I heard her car pull up on the driveway well before I expected her to be back from work. This was good; it meant I could have a firm discussion without worrying about Hana hearing.
“Chloe!” I announced myself the moment she stepped through the door.
“Joe!” She responded equally as angry as me. She entered the living room and our eyes immediately met.
“I can’t believe you!” Our voices harmonised.
“You punched a teacher!”
“You had sex with my boss!” The atmosphere turned fierce.
“At least I didn’t injure someone!”
“No, but you killed my reputation. Do you know what people are saying about me at work?”
“Do you know what people are saying about me at school?” We both had good reason to be angry at the other, but I felt my reason was more valid. If anything I’d probably helped her career, meanwhile I was lucky to still have a school to go to.
“How am I meant to show my face in an office of people who think I’m a whore?”
“Well at least you get a choice; I’ve been suspended because of you!”
“Great, gives you plenty of time to help me look for a new job.” We were at a standstill. Both of us furious at the other. Something Chloe said gave me an idea though.
“Sure, I’ll find you a new job. I handle that while you handle getting me back into school.” Chloe saw logic, so much so she took it a step further.
“Yeah, you caused this mess so you’ll clean it up. Tomorrow my boss wants me to work the morning. You are going to go to work in my body and straighten all this up.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You confront Chloe at home. She has found out what happened at work is equally angry at you. You come to an agreement that you would both fix the mess you caused.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|ChloeC8]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>It wasn’t often Chloe worked a Saturday, but her boss Rupert had oddly requested she come in today. I knew there was a possibility he wanted to see Chloe for matters of pleasure, not business. I arrived by bus again since Chloe wasn’t going to me drive. When I entered the office I noticed immediately nobody else was here. I headed straight for the door of Rupert’s office and knocked.
“Come in,” he called out. I followed his instruction, entering the small room. “Ah Chloe, my new favourite employee, a woman I can trust.” Rupert stood and approached. He walked past me <<click "grabbing my ass">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ChloeOfficeScene2.png]]<</replace>><</click>> as he went by.
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“Follow, I need to show you what we’ll be doing today.” He really was treating me like I was his property. I thought about why I was here.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You head into the office on a Saturday and find no-one but Rupert is there. He slaps your ass suggestively.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Rupert, Sir!” I was a respected employee, not his new cum slut. “About what happened on Thursday. It was a mistake. I acted outside of what is appropriate for an employee of this company.” I put on my most professional face.
“Don’t say that,” Rupert moved in close. He wrapped his arm gently around me, holding me firmly with his face inches from my own. I quickly pushed him away.
“Sir. What happened on Thursday shouldn’t have happened, nor should it ever happen again.” Rupert frowned and turned away.
“Well, I guess if that is how you see it.” He took a long breathe. “Perhaps it was, or perhaps you calculated this." Calculated? Was he implying I had something planned?
"Um..." I was about to correct him but he shushed me.
"Anyway, moving back onto why I called you in today. One of our major shareholders will be coming here for a presentation later. Normally we don’t do Saturdays but he’s a busy man and this was the best date. I'm going to give you the important task of giving him a presentation. He's a hard man to please so you better not make a fool of this company." That was a warning. I had somehow landed Chloe with an important task that would influence her career. It could go badly, but I could also make it work in her favor.
“Yes Sir.” I didn’t expect him to just drop the issue of sex so easily. He must suspect that I had only slept with him for my own benifit. Better than being seen as a slut I guess. I quickly headed to my computer and put everything I had into making that presentation.
Just before lunch a balding man dressed in a grey business suit arrived. He sat down in the boardroom and I followed Rupert inside and received an unimpressed look for him.
“Mr Alexander,” Rupert greeted.
“Rupert.” I could tell straight away he’d be a hard man to please. That was why Rupert had picked me though, because I could be very persuasive.
“I’m a busy man. I don’t want to be in this dirty office any longer than I need to.” Alexander rubbed his finger across the table to symbolise that it wasn’t up to his standards.
“Chloe will handle the presentation; she’s a promising employee so I trust her with this task.” Rupert took a seat and silently watched putting the pressure on me. It would take more than that to shake me. Now was my chance to shine and show them both what Chloe was really capable off.
I started the presentation I had used every second I had putting together. Mr Alexander was hard to please but I didn’t let it deter me. He tried to shake me by pointing out flaws in what I was showing him but I held my ground every time. I eventually managed to earn his respect and when the presentation was at an end he was smiling.
“I’m glad to see you’ve found an employee who is actually competent at their job,” he complemented once everything was done. “I’ll take my leave; I expect good things next quarter.”
He left allowing me and Rupert to exchange some words.
“Well done, frankly I didn’t expect much and was ready to step in and save you, but you nail it. Perhaps you are more than just a pretty face. We can discuss this further on Monday.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take a stand and shrug off his advances. Rupert takes the hint, even going as far to suggest you had sex with him to further your own career. He gives you that chance and puts you in charge of a presentation to a visitng shareholder.
You nail the presentation and the shareholder leaves impressd by your work. Rupert is also pleased, and seems to respect you more.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I returned his advances. Rupert led me into the boardroom. As par typical boardroom it had a huge circular polished wooden table surrounded by cushioned chairs.
“At around noon our biggest shareholder will be coming here to discuss our numbers for the last quarter. He’s a hard man to please, and our numbers while decent aren’t where he’d like to see them. I want you to put together a presentation for him. I don’t really care too much about what’s on it, provided Mr Alexander leaves a happy man.” Rupert squeezed my ass again. “Just give him some of the charm you showed me, I’m sure that’ll smooth things out.” He brought his face in close and we kissed. Rupert’s hands began exploring my body and ruffling my neat clothes.
“You’re wearing tights again. If you are going to be working this close to me then you might want to switch to wearing stockings instead.” He tore away the fabric of my tights then removed my panties. "Or maybe this suits you better?" He said throwing away my panties.
He gave me a teasing kiss then stepped back, leaving my lust unsatisfied. "That's a good expression, make sure you shoow it to Mr Alexander." I understood what I had to do now.
Just before lunch a balding man dressed in a grey business suit sat down in the boardroom. I followed Rupert inside and received an unimpressed look.
“Mr Alexander,” Rupert greeted.
“Rupert.” I could tell straight away he’d be a hard man to please. That was why Rupert had picked me though, because I could be very persuasive.
“I’m a busy man. I don’t want to be in this dirty office any longer than I need to.” Alexander rubbed his finger across the table to symbolise that it wasn’t sparkling clean.
“Yes Sir, Chloe you would.” I'd prepared two kinds of presentations for him, Rupert would handle one while I handled the other.
“Would you like anything Mr Alexander," I offered. "You can have sparkling water, white wine, or me..." I whispered with my most seductive tone.
“So you’re the slut he’s brought in this time?” How rudde, and what did he mean by this time? “Not that I'm saying no," he laughed. He gestured for me to start even though he wasn't moving from his chair.
Rupert nodded to me, using hand signals to hint what I should do. I got the message and quickly got down onto my knees to bring my head level with Mr Alexander’s crotch. He kept his eyes on the presentation Rupert was giving as I unbuckled his belt and opened up his trousers. I free his dick but it wasn't even erect. That was easy to fix. I gently stimulated it using my hands to get him hard.
“Keep going,” he said. Did he mean me, Rupert or both us of? I had yet to touch a penis other than my own throughout all of this. I hesitantly moulded my hand around his erect shaft then began jerking. Chloe’s biggest asset was her breasts so decided to try a boob job. I pressed his dick <<click "between my breasts">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ChloeScene4.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and began moving it like I had seen them do in porn vids. His tip was poking through my breasts so I took it inside my mouth.
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“Now we’re getting somewhere,” he said with his eyes still focused on Rupert. I wanted to make him feel good so I put everything into doing just that. Suddenly I felt his shaft twitch between my breasts as a strange taste entered my mouth.
“Keep going.” Despite having just unloaded his cum into my mouth he wanted me to continue. I had no time to spit what he had given me out so swallowed. It felt good going down my throat, and urge to milk even more out of him was arising. I used my mouth even more, taking his shaft as deep inside as I could.
He came a second time, blasting the back of my throat this time. My body forced me to stop and cough. I was still prepared to continue but Mr Alexander had decided he had seen enough. He stood up before I could continue, closing up his trousers and buckling his belt again.
“Frankly this meeting has been average, but I’m a man of high standards so don’t take that the wrong way.” Again I couldn’t tell if he was speaking to me or Rupert. “You can count on my support in the next shareholder meeting.” That one was definitely for Rupert.
“Thank you for your patience. Next quarter I’m sure will be more promising.”
“I’m expecting a better performance next time. The potential is there, use it.” And now we were back to comments that could have been for either one of us. Rupert saw Alexander out of the office while I tidied up. When Rupert returned he had a grin on his face.
“Well done, I knew I could count on you.” He moved towards me and was about to kiss me but stopped. “Clean yourself up. You don’t want your husband knowing about this right?”
“Don’t worry, he won’t find out.” It wasn’t my dad I was worried about, it was the real Chloe.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You welcome Rupert's advances. He teases you a little then explains why he brought you in today.
Later a major shareholder arrives for a presentation. Rupert has put you in charge of <<click "making him comfortabe">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ChloeScene4.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and you do just that. Afterwards you ponder how to handle the real Chloe.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>When I was done at work I returned to normal then got the bus home. As I sat there I found myself making observations about the men around me. There were so many cocks within reach, if it wasn’t for public decency laws I could help myself to any of them. Well not in this body I couldn’t but with Chloe’s body I could have my way with any man, or rather let him have his way with me.
Eventually I arrived back home. I didn’t say hi to anyone, I just headed up to my room and waited because I knew Chloe would come seeking me. I had my phone at the ready with the poser active waiting for her to come in.
“Joe?” Here she was. She impatiently knocked the door and entered. I immediately locked onto her with the poser.
“Hello. Close the door.” She immediately did as I asked. "Now get naked."
“Joe what are you doing?” She could speak freely despite her hands being forced to remove her clothing. Soon she was standing naked in front of me, oh how I wanted to be back in that body. I told her to be silent to stop her saying anything else. Now how would I proceed from here?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>When you got home you headed to your room and waited for Chloe. You set up a trap and took control of her using the poser the moment she entered the room. I thought about what I wanted.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I just wanted her image, not her.
“I have a proposal.”
“It better be a good one, I can smell the sex on you. You probably let Rupert fuck you again.” She seemed angry; better not mention sucking off Alexander.
“How about I take over at your work and you…”
“Forget it! I shouldn’t have given you a chance to screw things up even more. I’ll hand in my resignation first thing Monday myself. I can’t fucking believe what you’ve done to my reputation at the company. I’ll have to…”
“Stop!” This wasn’t working out as I planned. I decided to use the app to be more persuasive. “I’ll take over you for at the company. You will think this is a good idea.” The poser changed her opinion on my proposal instantly. “We will switch places every day before work and switch back during the afternoon. You will now get dressed and leave my room, forget everything that has happened since you entered, then re-enter my room believing it to be the first time today.” Something I’d realised was that since app didn’t have any restrictions on its range, I could actually swap bodies with Chloe from the other side of the universe provided we were both pre-selected for the swap. Chloe promptly turned around and left the room like a robot. Immediately she returned as instructed.
“Joe!”
“Hi Chloe, I’ve a proposal…”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You propose switching places during the day for work and school. Chloe hates the idea but you use the app to persaude her to agree.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I wanted to be more than a substitute for her, I wanted to be her but that meant I had to get rid of the original.
“You will take the app from me and use to swap our bodies. You then give it back to me and after that, you are going to fuck me.” That horrified look on her face was bliss. She stepped over and took the app from me as instructed. I issued another quick command to add onto the previous one. “And you’re going to enjoy it.”
She took the phone from my hand and swapped our bodies. Then she gave me back the phone and forcefully pushed me down onto the bed and positioned me so my ass would be in the air. I was ready, ready for my own cock to penetrate me and that was what it did. She didn’t bother with foreplay; she simply drove the full length of her massive shaft <<click "into my pussy">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ConSexR.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.<div id="imago"></div>
It felt amazing being rammed so forcefully. It felt like I was being raped with how rough she was being but at the same time we were both enjoying it. I came quickly but she kept on going. I didn’t matter how many times I came or how limb my body became. She kept on going until finally my mind could take no more. The world faded away as I passed out, if I never woke up I’d be happy with how I spent my final moments.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wanted to make the switch a more permanent. You use the app to swap bodies then order Chloe to <<click "fuck you">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ConSexR.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. She is forced to comply but is so rough that you pass out from the repeated orgasms.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Rupert lifted up my skirt and laughed at what he saw.
“As a businessman I can understand a competitor taking steps to keep me off his turf.” Clasped around my waist was a black chastity belt. If Rupert wanted to put his cock in either of my holes he’d need to call in a locksmith first. “Did your husband put this on you?”
“Yes,” I lied. Chloe, the real Chloe, was the one who locked me in this. After fucking my brains out she had a change of heart and decided to make our role swap permanent, but decided that her body was still her property and would treated me as such.
“Yet he carelessly forgot that you have three fuck holes.” Rupert unzipped his trousers and pushed my head down to waist height. A chastity belt wouldn’t stop him getting what he wanted as I took his shaft inside my mouth.
Later I returned home to what appeared to be an empty house, but moments after closing the door Chloe revealed herself.
“Welcome back slut,” she declared still in my body. Even at home I was living as her, and she was attending school was me. Everyday Chloe would use me as her fuck toy. My pussy, my ass, my mouth, every day her cock invaded them all and I loved it.
“I’ve decided to take a day off from our usual routine.” My heart sank hearing that. Her chastity belt had kept me from having fun since out last fuck session. “Don’t worry; I called a couple of your friends round to take over.” Four of my old classmates emerged from hiding. They were already naked and under the Reborn app's control. Their erect cocks ready to invade me in Chloe’s place. My pussy was soaked in eagerness as Chloe tossed one of them the key so they could begin.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You continue going to work in Chloe's place while she attends school as you. You have been reduced to role as fuck toy. She has taken steps to make sure your boss understands you are her property. At home she decides to take a day off and lets your old classmates fuck you instead.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Rupert lifted up my skirt and groped my ass.
“Thanks for your hard work, are you enjoying your promotion.” It was hard to call it a promotion. I was now his personal secretary and assistant. Naturally that meant spending a lot of time with him in work and sometimes outside it. I also helped out with meeting with high profile business partners like Alexander. Like he suggested I was improving my technique, practicing on Rupert mostly then showing that off to the men he brought into the office. It was no secret what I was doing. The way the other women in the office looked at me showed they knew but they didn’t shame me. I loved what I was doing and I benefited the company so really they should be thanking me. I got paid more, was contributing more than I was before and I got to have lots and lots of sex. What was there not to love?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You continue going to work in Chloe's place, letting Rupert touch you as often as he likes. You've been promoted to be his personal secretary and assistant. He doesn't keep your talents to him, and regulary shares you with other high profile figures who are associated with the company. You have a high paying job and get to have sex regulary. It's a pretty good deal.<<endif>>
~ End - Cum Slut Businesswoman ~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I sat back down and waited for Hana to reappear. The guy next to me had said they sent girls who didn’t undress home so Hana would probably be back soon enough. There was free Wi-Fi so I kept myself entertained while I waited. After about ten minutes girls began to re-emerge from the room with dull expressions. Some were angry and wanted out of the building as soon as possible. I could guess they were the girls who had refused to strip so Hana should be with them.
More time passed and no more girls were emerging. Where was Hana? I was about to get up when the door opened again and another girl emerged looking pissed. She walked straight over one of the guys near me.
“Let’s get the heck out of her, that cameraman is an ass.”
“He’s an ass that sells,” her agent replied. “You sure you want to walk out on this? You might not get another opportunity.”
“That ass said the same thing,” she spat. “I’m going. If you want to stay here then you can.” She headed out the room leaving me feeling even more worried than before. If Hana was alone in there I would have broken down the door and yanked her out but since she was with others she should be okay.
After another hour the photoshoot finally came to an end. Some of the girls left looking pleased while others seemed almost ashamed of something. Hana was among those who seemed ashamed with herself.
“What happened in there?” I had to ask.
“Nothing… let’s just go home.” That seemed rather abrupt. I tried to get her to say more about what happened but she refused tell me. I ended up going to bed that night unable to sleep due to worry. Had something bad happened, and was it over or was there more to follow?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wait patiently for Hana to return. Some of the girls leave fairly soon after but Hana isn't with them. This makes you more worried but you trust she can handle herself. Eventually Hana returns but she doesn't look happy, like she has done something she is ashamed off.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I quickly left the building and ran into an empty alleyway. There were no witnesses so I quickly targeted myself with the Reborn app. I <<click "transformed myself">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewGirlJoe.png]]<</replace>><</click>> into a female version of myself, then like Hana gave myself a sexy look. My clothes had transformed with me so I wouldn’t look like some homeless girl who just wondered in off the street. I returned to the agency building and approached the girl who had been taking names.
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“I am I too late?” I apologised.
“No, you’re right on time. Name please.” I quickly thought up a name to give her along with some other fake information. Luckily she didn’t ask for any ID. I followed the rest of the pack into the next room, passing effortlessly by the bouncer who had denied me access only minutes ago. Where I had to go was clearly marked so I followed the signs into another room. There were twenty girls on similar age sat down on chairs pointed towards a projector screen.
“Good evening everyone, I'm Bastien,” announced a greasy man wearing shades. He sounded French, or rather he sounded like he was pretending to be French. I saw Hana but the seats on either side of her were occupied. I’d get a chance to speak with her once the man was done talking so I took a seat as well to listen.
“Now who has done paid modelling work before?” He asked. Half the girls raised their hands. Naturally Hana and I kept ours down. “Plenty of new faces then. I’ll explain how tonight is going to go and anyone uncomfortable is free to leave.” He seemed genuine. Maybe I was worried over nothing. He began explaining things and it all seemed very innocent. He showed off examples of his work, he explained the type of girl he was looking, what they’d be wearing etc. It was all very convincing until it got to the end.
“Any questions?” He asked the room. One girl stood up immediately.
“Yeah, where were all the nude photographs?” She turned around and faces us. “Anyone who isn’t comfortable with being photographed naked should leave. I’ve worked with this guy before and rest assure he will ask you to strip. Isn’t that right?” She turned back around and threw her question at the photographer.
“You act like I’m hiding it. Nude photographs will be a part of today’s schedule.”
“And there you have it. You rookies who think a bikini’s too much can just go home now.” Something seemed off. The way she called everyone a rookie seemed like she was actually challenging them. She was also not showing any intent of leaving, essentially saying that she was a better model that everyone here. As a result nobody got up and left. There weren’t any more questions so we were brought into the actual photo studio. Straight away he wanted to see everyone in their underwear. If someone was unsure he got annoyed at them for not leaving back in the room told them to leave, placing the blame unfairly on them. I hoped Hana would be sensible enough to refuse to strip allowing us to leave early. That wasn’t the case. When Hana had already begun stripping. If I was to keep an eye on her I’d need to do the same. Half of the girls were dismissed for refusing to strip, and a few more were dismissed even after they had stripped due to their bodies not being up to the cameraman’s standards. I tried to get Hana’s attention but Bastien clapped his hands and ordered us to all move to the photo area.
“Well start with a group photo then proceed to some individual pictures.” He got us all together and for the first time started to display his skills as a professional. His instructions were clear in regards to what we had to do and he managed all seven of us perfectly. Maybe my initial doubts were for nought. Despite having seven naked women in front of him he avoided snapping pictures of anyone’s genitalia. I looked at Hana and could tell she wasn’t entirely comfortable. Frankly I was a little uncomfortable as well. It was only because this wasn’t my real body or my real face that I was okay with this. Hana’s body may have been altered, but her face was practically unchanged. Anyone who saw her close up would quickly recognise her.
“Great work everyone… now time for some individual photos. You, blondie, you’re up first. Everyone else wait in the other room.” Finally a chance to speak with Hana. We were sent back into the changing room while a busty blonde girl stayed behind. I recognised her as the girl who had spoken up before at the end the introduction.
“Hana,” I whispered trying to be discrete. I didn’t want the other girls thinking something was up. The last thing they needed right now was to know there was a boy in their midst. “Hana!” I whispered again, getting her attention this time. She looked at me trying to figure out who I was. Her brain recognised me automatically but refused to accept the answer it knew to be wrong.
“Who are you?” Hana asked puzzled by the sense of familiarity but no memory to go with it.
“It’s me, Joe,” I hissed. Her eyes widen and she was about to blurt out my name so I quickly covered her mouth. “Shhhhh.”
“Joe,” she whispered. “What are you doing here? And why are you a girl?”
“I had a bad feeling and followed you in here. Looks like my gut was correct about this.” Hana realised she was speaking to her brother naked and covered up her chest defensively.
“Get out you perv!” She hissed.
“Only if you come as well.” I wasn’t leaving her behind. “As your brother I can’t just leave you alone in this kind of situation.”
“I’m fine. I just have to endure this…” She didn’t sound so sure. “I can do this.” I really didn’t know how to respond to that. I felt there was still something I was missing, that Hana had a reason that I was unaware off. I would have pressed her to find out what it was but the door opened and Bastien returned with the other girl. She was smiling broadly and sat down as Bastien picked out another girl to take into the next room.
“How was it?” Someone asked blondie.
“Oh don’t worry, Bastien is a butterfly really.”
“See, there’s nothing to worry about.” Hana seemed determined to be rid of me. I was still unsure though. I came to a decision that would satisfy us both. When Bastien returned I’d volunteer to go next. That way I’d be able to make sure that Bastien wasn’t doing anything suspicious behind closed doors. Fortunately he soon returned and I quickly stepped up and offered to go next. In my haste I failed to notice that the girl who had just returned didn’t have the same bright expression as her predecessor.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You find a secluded spot and transform yourself into a girl version of yourself. You then top up your features to make yourself more appealing and model-like. You return to the agency and sign up for the photoshoot. You arrive in time for a talk by the cameraman who explains things. It's revealled it will be a nude photoshoot. You use this to try and get Hana to leave but are unsuccessful. Instead you volunteer to do the shoot before her to make sure the cameraman isn't doing anything questionable. <<endif>>
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[[Next|HanaR6]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>The photo studio had changed a little since the group photo. Some props had been laid out and among them I noticed a pair of fluffy handcuffs. Maybe I was expected to pose with them or something to entice the masochist reader.
“Alright, spread your legs.”
“Like facing you with them open?” That was pushing his nude photography to the next level.
“Yes, chop chop I don’t have all day.” I expected him to put a prop down to hide my snatch but once I was in position he began snapping.
“Hey, what kind of photos are you taking?” I complained.
“Art. You’re the model, I’m the photographer. You only need to do as I say.” He was being a lot pushier than before. This was starting to feel like a porn shoot.
“What kind of a magazine do you work for?”
“I’m a freelancer; I take photos for my clients whose identities I cannot disclose.” This was too fishy. I wasn’t letting Hana have her photos taken by a man who could be selling them off to pornography websites for all I know. I closed my legs and hide my body with my arms.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m leaving. Unless you give me reason to stay.” His response, a business card.
“I’ve got friends in high places and they pay a lot more than what I do. I could recommend you to them, but I only recommend the best. Before you answer don’t think about where the money is coming from, rather what you could spend it on.” Well I could use some extra cash, but it still sounded a little dodgy.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The cameraman asks you to show everything, going as far to ask you to spread your legs for him. You hestitate but he explains he has connections to the adult industry you might want to take advantage off.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Refuse|HanaT7]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>What was the harm in saying yes? I could use some extra money and it wasn’t like it was selling my body because technically it wasn’t my body. The photoshoot resumed and I gave Bastien every pose he wanted from me. He got his camera uncomfortably close towards the end but he was professional. He finished taking photos shortly after but wasn’t through with me just yet.
“If you want some more hands on work, I can get you in contact with a friend of mine.”
“Explain hands on.”
“There will be hands and maybe more on you. And it’ll be videos not photos he’ll be taking.” Suddenly the fake French accent had vanished. So this was what Bastien’s true goal was, scouting girls for his friend adult video racket.
“What’s he pay?”
“A lot.” All I needed to hear. I gave Bastien my number and he told me to expect a phone call tomorrow. I had one condition though, and that was that he didn’t give Hana the same offer. I’d be checking after to ensure he didn’t try to get her involved in the adult industry.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The offer he made you was too tempting. You agreed to take it, but in exchange they had to not involve Hana. The cameraman agreed with that simple condition.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Erostar1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>It wasn’t about the money. It was about Hana. I flat out refused the offer and left. When I exited the changing room I expected to have to fight Hana to convince her to leave, but surprisingly she agreed willingly. When I asked her about it later she explained the girl that had returned before me told a very different story than Blondie. We quickly left and returned home so we could return ourselves to normal before our parent’s found out what we had been doing.
“Hana. After what happened tonight I don’t feel entirely comfortable letting you stay as you are right now.” I’d undone the changes so our parent’s wouldn’t notice. However I felt Hana might push me to reapply them.
“Bro, I… I’ll admit I was irresponsible a little but you saved me… so thanks. That being said, I liked being a girl who wasn’t flat chested and petite.” She was having an internal struggle trying to find the right words to convey what she wanted to say. “That app is really cool and if you ever need someone to help you test it then come see me alright?” I got the feeling she wanted to say more but was satisfied with that.
“Sure thing. I'll see you tomorrow Hana.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You refuse. You wanted nothing to do with the adult industry and you made sure Hana had nothing to do with as well.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|HanaST1]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Our plan tonight was to visit a more lively club. Dave and I arrived early again but did so with reason. Obviously Dave didn’t have any photographic ID for his disguise so I’d have to change him in the bathrooms. Getting in early was crucial then since we didn’t want anyone seeing us. Fortunately our plan to get in early worked a treat. The bathrooms were empty, even the random guy who watched over the bathroom while also selling crap only drunk people wanted hadn’t turned up yet. We quickly doubled checked for security cameras and once we were clear to go I pulled out the target ready to transform Dave.
“Here we go.” I applied the body changes to him. I’d fine-tuned the settings to make the person he transformed into look natural. The result was staggering.
“Hey baby, wanna head back to mine?” He tested his new voice. It was deep and powerful. Combined with his new tall stature, very athletic body, fashionable clothing and dark handsome hair there wouldn’t have be a woman on earth who wouldn’t find him attractive. He should have no problem getting himself some action tonight.
“Who needs mind control when you have the body of a God?” Dave might be getting a little too far ahead of himself now.
“Alright Zeus why don’t you go out there and show the world what you got?” I pushed Dave out of the bathroom. Like before I bought us a drink to pass the time while we waited for the place to liven up.
Dave was half-way through his second pint when a sizeable group arrived in the club. Dave was focusing on which girl looked like his best shot but I had noticed something about one of the guys.
“Hey, isn’t that Stewart?” Stewart was a boy from our year. I didn’t share any classes with him but that didn’t matter much since he was a member of Cassidy’s group. It was unlikely we’d be on friendly terms even if we sat next to each other. Dave looked over at Stewart.
“Shit I think it is, what is he doing here on a school night?” I didn’t answer. I’d noticed that Stewart was the only familiar face around here.
“It’s Rob as well,” I whispered as another of out classmates came into view. Following Rob was someone that everyone in school knew the face off, Cassidy, the queen of popular. I quickly hid my face before anyone looked over and recognised me.
“Shit what’ll we do?” Dave whispered. He was fine, well probably fine. “I don’t want to just leave; we had to pay to get in.”
“I’m the problem, I need to either get out before they see me or get a disguise.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You head out to a club early so you can set up. You transform Dave into his new hybrid image and he heads onto the club floor to try and pick up girls. Your fun is interrupted by the arrival of Cassidy and her group. If she sees you things will be very akward. You either need to leave or get your own disguise like Dave.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Get out|Day3Dave3a]]</div>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I really didn’t want to be seen. I quickly slid away and headed for the side door that led to the smoking area.
“Need a stamp?” The bouncer asked but I said I wouldn’t be back tonight. Dave followed me out and we got away without being seen.
“That was a bust,” he complained. “Next club?”
“We can’t get you inside anymore.” I reminded him. It was too late hope for somewhere to change safely. Like he said, tonight was a bust.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You leave and Dave follows. You are forced to call it quits for tonight.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day4bDave]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I needed to change my face quickly
“Cover me,” I whispered at Dave. I quickly picked out two people with a similar build to mine, merged their image and applied it to myself without changing my clothes.
“How do I look?” I asked with my new voice.
“Not unusual but it is pretty dark.” That would have to do. Cassidy and the others wouldn’t recognise either of us now. At worst they’d find Dave familiar looking. We remained at the bar and watched Cassidy’s crew a little. We quickly deduced the reason they were here was because it was someone’s eightieth birthday. Needless to say everyone was buying the birthday boy drinks and he became piss drunk very quickly. Someone else who was being bought a lot of drinks was Cassidy. It wasn’t her birthday, but she wouldn’t hesitate to tell anyone who didn’t know better it was.
“She’s just as bad outside of school… but she’s still pretty hot,” Dave commented. “Hey Joe, if I were to try and get it on with her would you support me?”
“You want to try it on with Cassidy?” Cassidy had very high standards about the people she’d let get close to her. Normally Dave wouldn’t be allowed within ten foot of her but with his current appearance he might manage it.
“I’m going for it.” Dave stood up and wobbled over to her. Even with his new good looks he’d need help if he was going to score with Cassidy. For starters she had plenty of people with her who wouldn’t hesitate to cock block Dave. On the other hand, it was always funny watching Dave screw up. He could manage that easily without my help though. He did ask me to support him though and I felt generous. The first thing he needed was to be more charming. I targeted him with the Reborn app and modified his personality to increase his appeal with her. Cassidy took an interest in him quickly but one of her friend’s quickly butted in. They would definitely be a problem. I’d need to thin out the numbers a little. First I targeted the drunkest member of the group and gave a rather messy command using the poser.
“You’re so drunk that you will throw up on the boy to your right.” My order was obeyed things quickly kicked off. A fight broke out between two drunken parties but white knight Dave pulled Cassidy away from the conflict. I gave him a thumbs up as he and Cassidy headed to another part of the club. All I needed to do now was keep Cassidy’s friends away from them. Even Dave should be able to cope by himself now that I’d improved his personality. Dave seemed to be working the charm and the two drunks took to the dancefloor to enjoy themselves. I upped Dave’s dancing game with the app turning a sloppy performance into an award winning one. Dave used the dance to get even closer to her, putting his hands on her body as they danced together. Following that they found a quiet corner and the kissing began. With that my job was done. Only a complete ass would try cock blocking Dave now that things had gotten to this point.
The night came to a close and Dave gave me the news that he was heading back to Cassidy’s for some extended alone time. I wished him luck then made my own way home wondering if I’d be seeing him at school tomorrow or not.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You quickly copy two nearby guys and fuse their image together to create yourself a new identity. Shortly after that a drunken Dave proclaims he'll flirt with Cassidy and seduce her into inviting him back to hers. With a lot of help from you he succeeds. That night he and Cassidy leave together and you look forward to seeing him at school tomorrow, assuming he shows up.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day4Dave1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>Chloe was waiting for me at home. For some privacy we headed up to my bedroom to speak.
“Did you hand in my resignation?” Oh right that was what she wanted me to do.
“Better, I got you promoted!” I hoped to see Chloe smile but instead I saw instant suspicion.
“Did you fuck him again?”
“No! I made a firm stand and told him it was all a mistake. He then put me in… forget just take the memories.” Chloe didn’t seem to believe my words so instead I gave her my memories of the event. That helped her appreciate what I’d done a little better.
“I don’t know… my reputation at the company is ruined.”
“Yes but your reputation outside the company is better than ever,” I explained trying to sway her. “You’re more talented that what people know, it’s just a shame I had to sleep with your boss for the opportunity to prove that come up.”
“It was you in that meeting, I couldn’t have done that.”
“Chloe… look at who you’re speaking with. I’m a failure, if I could pull that off with just some of your memories, just think what you, the real you, could have done.” Maybe I was pushing Chloe too hard to stay at her job. With her skills she could probably become the boss of her own company.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell Chloe what happened at work. She is uncertian about taking the promotion. You know she is skilled but how should those skills be used?<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Encourage her to take the promotion|ChloeG2a]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Encourage her to make her own company|ChloeG2b]]</div> <<if $TLDR is "no">>“I understand that people have a different opinion of you now, but it’s a promotion. That means more pay and more time off. Are you really going to turn that away just because of some behind your back sniggering?” Chloe thought about for a few minutes before making up her mind.
“I guess you’re right. I shouldn’t be so concerned about my reputation.” She pulled me in for a gentle hug. “Thanks.”
“No problem.” She suddenly pushed be again ruining the moment slightly.
“But you are to under no circumstances ever use my body for your own pleasure understand?” She hadn’t forgotten about that.
“Understood.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Put text here<<endif>>
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[[Week 2|Week 2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>“You’re obviously a talented business woman; why not use those talents to carve your own business?”
“Make my own company? I wouldn’t even know where to start. First I’d have to register as self-employee, then there’s advertising, finances, location…”
“You know everything that you need to do, why not do it?” Chloe didn’t answer. I could tell she was busy putting thought into my words.
“I guess I could. Honestly I’ve had an idea since a long time ago I wanted to make real, but I lacked experience then… and now I’m too old.” I promptly held up the app.
“That doesn’t have to be a problem,” I explained.
“You’re right, it doesn’t. I’m going to… well before I do anything I’m consulting your father. Maybe we’ll even turn it into a husband and wife business or a family business. You encouraged me so you’ll need to take some responsibility for it. Sure you aren’t skilled but that isn’t a problem due to your magic phone app.”
“If I used the app I could ensure success.”
“That’s true.” We laughed but I could tell Chloe was serious. She didn’t wait until tomorrow to get started. She consulted my dad almost immediately after leaving my room and from what I could tell it went rather well.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You encourage Chloe to make her own business and promise to support her. You consult your dad on the idea and get started immediately.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|ChloeGend]]
<<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>The short answer to my question from last night was yes. In fact it was far more amusing than what I could have imagined. At three o’clock in the morning I got woken up by a sudden phone call from none other than Dave.
“Hello?” I groaned very tired.
“Open your fucking window mate!” I rolled out of bed and opened the curtains to look outside. Standing on my lawn waving his arms at me was none other than Dave with just his underwear, shirt and a single shoe on.
“Turn me back!” He hissed desperately. I aimed my phone at him and targeted him with the regular old camera, because I needed evidence to annoy him with later. After that I then used the Reborn app to undo the changes to his body and turn him back to normal. Lucky for him back to normal included his school uniform so his walk of shame ended there.
“So what happened?” I asked over the phone.
“Her parent’s came home and she threw me out the window.” It must have been a pretty big rush to send him home half dressed.
“So… did you do it before they showed up?” I asked the most important question that could be asked between two close male friends. Even from my window I could make out Dave’s grin.
“Oh yeah, and it was fucking sweet. Did you know she is... was a virgin? Your best mate Dave has gone where no-man has gone before.” Dave seemed very pleased with himself. “I even got her number. I, Dave, got Cassidy’s number, can you believe it?”
“Good for you… but it is three fucking AM so if you don’t mind I’m going back to sleep. You can give me the full story at school later.”
“Will do.” I closed the curtains and left Dave to make his own way home. Even at 3 in the morning there were night buses he could grab. He probably used one to get to my house in the first place.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Dave shows up at your house early in the morning missing half his clothes. You turn him back to normal and he explains Cassidy's parents came home after he had sex with her so had to make a quick escape. He'll explain the rest tomorrow at school.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Day4Dave2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>Dave was back to his normal schedule of arriving at school before me. The grin on his face told a thousand words, all for the same story.
“You shouldn’t look so smug,” I commented as I met him that morning.
“Why? I’ve deserved it I say. Me, the guy she called ‘lame ass’ Dave, having sex with…”
“Shhh!” I shushed him before he said something he shouldn’t. “Nobody knows it was you and I’d rather they didn’t find out. I can’t say I’m completely happy I assisted you in your one night stand.”
“Oh but was it a one-night stand? Check it out!” I Dave showed me his phone and on it a picture of a girl’s naked chest. “She sent me nudes!” Dave exclaimed.
“So?”
“It means we are totally dating. I texted her a bunch last night after I got home.”
“She was still up at that time?” Given what time Dave was my house he must have gotten home well after 3.
“She totally loves me. All I needed to do was change my face and I had her all over me. We are already talking about going clubbing again tomorrow night.” I could see a major problem with that plan.
“And you think she’ll not ask questions when your lame ass shows up?”
“Funny. No you’ll change me into that hot guy again.”
“I’ll see.” I was hesitant to let Dave continue playing this game unless he had a solid exit plan for when it went wrong.
“C’mon man, it’s thanks to you I have a girlfriend now, you’re gonna continue helping me right?” I didn’t reply. Our conversation ended as the teacher arrived to take the rollcall. I thought talk of his date would end there, and between me and Dave it did. Unfortunately the inevitable had happened and someone had overheard us. As me and Dave went to our separate classes at the end of rollcall I felt a light tap on my back.
“Um… Joe…” Speaking nervously to me was Jerry, one of the quietest people I knew.
“What’s up Jerry?” It was very unusual for him to approach me, or anyone for that matter.
“Um… what you said to Dave… is it true?” Shit he overheard us. I tried desperately to recall just what I had said hoping I didn’t say too much. “Did you really help Dave get a girlfriend?”
“Um… I guess you could say that.” Maybe he only heard the last part of our conversation. Dave did raise his voice a little when he said that last line. If that was the case then my secret would be safe.
“C-can you help me as well?” He blurted with nervous courage, bowing as if to beg me for my help.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>At school Dave explains everything. He says he and Cassidy are now dating and thanks you. A boy named Jerry overhears. He wants you to help him get a girlfriend as well.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“You’re misunderstanding what I meant. I just encouraged Dave to ask her out, I didn’t give him any advice or dating tips to help him.” I didn’t want him thinking I was a dating guru who could make a girl fall for anyone I wanted. Well technically I could do that but I didn’t want people knowing I could.
“Oh… yeah that makes sense.” I felt a little bad for letting him down. He did make an interesting target however for the app’s newest feature. The moment his back was turned I hit him with the memory alteration function, taking all his memories from the past five minutes. That was all I needed to confirm he really hadn’t heard much. With that done I continued on with my day.
At lunch Dave sat down with me, Yumi and Mei as per usual.
“Kyoko still absent?” I noticed the bane of Mei’s existence wasn’t at our table again.
“Two days in a row. I haven’t seen her so I guess she’s actually sick. Maybe she’ll be off tomorrow and make it a triple.” Mei didn’t seem concerned by Kyoko’s absence. Something else had grabbed her attention though. “Dave.” He didn’t respond. He had his head turned and was staring at Cassidy who was on the opposite side of the lunch hall. I nudged him and he turned his head back to us.
“You’ve been staring at Cassidy all lunch,” Mei commented.
“Have I?”
“Yes.” Mei sensed a secret. “If you’re dreaming about having sex with her then you’re welcome to keep dreaming, but don’t do it while we’re here.” Dave smirked at that comment.
“Creep,” Yumi whispered. Dave went back to staring at Cassidy. Mei gave up on him and finished her lunch then left with Yumi. Dave didn’t even notice until after they were both gone.
“Huh where did everyone go?” Dave finally noticed he and I was alone at the table.
“So what’s your exit plan for Cassidy?” Since we were alone we could talk openly.
“Exit plan?”
“Are you going to live your double life with her forever? You’ll need to dump her at some point. So I’m asking what’s the plan?”
“I haven’t thought about it.” Of course he hadn’t. “It doesn’t matter; your phone will be able to fix things no matter what happens.”
“You’re awfully reliant on something that you know nothing about. For all I know this could be a 1 week trail and that come Friday afternoon it’ll disappear or demand I pay money I don’t have or something.”
“So? If that’s the case then this will be just a pleasant memory. If I was to stop texting Cassidy right now and leave her in limbo about what happened to the other me, would you care?” He had a point. I shouldn’t be concerned about what he did so long he didn’t drag me into it. Dave put his arm around me and had one of his stupid dumb idea smiles on.
“Maybe you’re jealous that I’m the only one getting some? How about we head out tonight and get you some action?”
“No thanks.” I didn’t need his help for that. “Lunch is almost over, I’ll catch you later.”
I left him behind but his words stuck with me. For some reason Dave’s last sentence was chasing me. Was I really jealous that he was getting some and I wasn’t? It did seem unfair; I was the one with the app so if anyone should be reaping the benefits it should be me.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You explain it's all a misunderstanding and clear things up. Later at lunch you notice Dave giving too much attention to Cassidy. He comments that you're jealous of him since you haven't gotten to have sex yet.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[I’ve decided, tonight I’m getting laid|Day4Dave4]]</div>
<<if $TLDR is "no">>“So you’ve got a girl you like and want my advice on asking her out?” I enquired.
“Y-yeah…” So I was a dating guru now? Well he had asked the right man for advice.
“Alright, meet up during morning break. We can talk somewhere in private.” Dave would just have to handle himself. He wasn’t the only person in the school in need of my talents.
After morning classes I met up with Jerry to talk more in depth about his problem. I expected it to be a cliché situation where two quiet people liked each other but neither was confessing but I was wrong.
“Ellie Bell.” I knew that name. She was the principal’s daughter and pretty hot but most boys’ standards. Unfortunately she already had a boyfriend. That made things tricky but I wasn’t going to throw in the towel just because of an obstacle or two.
“She’s already dating that senior who graduated last year,” I pointed out. Maybe Jerry didn’t know about that.
“I know but he’s… he’s… he’s a turd! I want Ellie to see that.” Hmm I could agree that her boyfriend Rick was a bit of a jock, but he wasn’t the worst person at the school by a long shot.
“Why do you hate him so much? Or is a jealousy thing?”
“No! I’m not jealous. Look that guy is two-timing her! She deserves better so I want her to break up with Rick before she finds out about him.” Well if what Jerry was saying was true then I’d have no quarrels helping. First I needed to know for sure though so I could act on a good conscience.
“Okay Jerry, leave everything to me. I’ll have you sorted soon.” This would be more fun that just helping Dave bang Cassidy.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You accept his request. He gives you a summary of the problem and you tell him you'll be done by the end of the day.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>With some freshly borrow memories I headed to the university where Rick was now studying. It was just after lunch and I’d tested out two new features of the Reborn app. The first was the memory alteration which I used to steal some of Ellie’s memories so I could easily find her boyfriend, and the second was the mass targeting feature. I had been able to select everyone in my first afternoon class including the teacher and told them to ignore the fact I was leaving early, and that if anyone asked my mum had collected me. She knew my school’s number but ignored any attempt they made to phone her so it was a solid plan. Worst case scenario they phoned my dad instead but I could just alter his memories with the Reborn app to solve any problems that might cause.
Ellie had been to the university a few times and even snuck into one of Rick’s lectures once. The memories I borrowed let me easily navigate my way through the building. Most of it was public access at this time of day. I arrived outside the lecture hall Rick was schedule to be in just as the lecture finished. I joined the line of people waiting to get in to blend it. It was a freshman class so my age didn’t differ that much from theirs. When Rick emerged I broke away from the crowd and targeted him with the memory copy function. Once I had his memories on my phone I snuck away to give them to myself. I only needed to know if he was cheating or not, I’d remove them from my head once I had confirmed it.
I sat down and transferred the memories, letting images of his life flood into my head. It was an instant process and once done it was easy to go through what I’d gained to pick out the information I needed.
“So that’s it.” I got the information I wanted instantly. Rick wasn’t two timing per say, but he was sleeping with other girls behind Ellie’s back although it was just one night stands mostly. It was something Ellie didn’t know about, something I could be sure off since I knew what she knew. Rick had been pressuring Ellie for sex while they were both in high school but she always refused, mostly because of her dad.
“You can do what you want in college, but while you live in my house and go to my school you’ll live by my standards.” Those were the words of Ellie’s father. He was a very imposing figure but also well respected. Rick didn’t want to wait for Ellie’s graduation to get his dick wet however, so he was having drunk sex regularly with girls on the campus who were a lot easier. It wasn’t worth digging too deep into their relationship to judge who was in the right and who was in the wrong. I had the information I needed so I quickly wrote it all down then said goodbye to their memories. I then stood up, took five steps and stopped.
“Ah… that’s an issue.” I realised a big mistake I had just made. Without Rick and Ellie’s memories, I had no idea how to get home from here. I’d figure it out, and if all else failed, I’d just steal directions from someone else’s head. It hadn’t taken me long to go to the university from my school so it should be nearby. I just resorted to following the bus stops all the way back and arrived just in time for the final bell. Among the crowd of pupils leaving the school was Jerry so I quickly waved him over to give him an update on what I’d discovered.
“You found all that out in a couple of hours? You’re really good. Is your dad a detective or something?” He said once I had finished explaining it.
“My uncle is actually, but I don’t see him anymore. Anyway leave the rest to me; I’ll have those two broken up by the end of the day.” Breaking up a couple in a TV show usually required a bit of impersonation and a lot of lying. With the Reborn app however I could break them up with just a few words. I saw Ellie walking out of the school and discretely targeted her with the poser.
“You’ll break up with your boyfriend; he is just not as interesting as he used to be. You’ll try dating someone else, perhaps Jerry if he ever asks you out.” That was it. Now the rest was up to Jerry.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You solve Jerry's problem, the rest is up to him.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|Day5DaveAlt1]]
<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Hey Dave want to help me test something?” I said to Dave when I greeted him that morning.
“Sure.” He agreed without even asking what my plan was. I targeted him with the app and transformed him right in front of everyone. There was a lot of confusion around us as I turned Dave into the form he had used to have sex with Cassidy. That wouldn’t matter though in a second. I targeted him with the app’s newest feature along with myself and hit apply. In an instant the entire world was changed as in everyone’s memories Dave’s old face was replaced by his new one. Every picture of him in existence also reflected this change. People were still confused but now in their memories Dave had just transformed into himself, which basically meant he hadn’t actually transformed. They scratched their heads trying to work out what they were surprised by. Unable to find an answer they quickly forgot about it.
“Crap, my phone’s dead.” I tried turning my phone on but the battery was completely dead. I guess that function took all the power it had to use.
“What did you do?” Dave looked around noticing people weren’t reacting to his new face anymore.
“Just changed your identity. As far as anyone besides me and you is concerned you’ve always had that face. Baby photos, drawings, everything will reflect this change.”
“Holy fucking shit that’s so sweet.” Didn’t take much to get Dave on board. “Can you turn me back though?”
“Well not until I get home. That killed my battery. I might need to invest in a portable recharge pack. Anyway like this you can continue your pursuit of Cassidy without having to bother me to turn you back to normal at piss O’clock in the morning.” Our conversation came to a pause and Jerry used that gap to finally approach me. I didn’t notice he had been waiting to talk to me for a while.
“Sup Jerry?”
“Joe thank-you so much. Ellie broke up with that turd and then I asked her out and she said yes! I can’t believe it. You are the greatest. I’ve been telling everyone how great you are!”
“You have?” I looked around but I didn’t seem to have any additional attention.
“Just my friends, one of them wants you to help him out as well.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Jerry thanks you for helping him out. He's been telling other people how great you are though.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Listen Jerry, I helped you and Dave because you guys are my friends and in my class. I’m not going to help everyone who comes asking. Sorry but you’ll need to tell your friend that I can’t help him. I hope you understand.” I gave Jerry a tight tap on the shoulder.
“Oh right, sorry I just assumed… never mind. I’ll let him know, you won’t hear anymore of it.”
“Great, if you could keep what I did a secret between us that would be great.” I had half a mind to just alter his memories, but I didn’t want one of his friends bringing up the subject. Besides I couldn’t use my phone anymore today on account of the battery being dead. A normal day followed. Nobody gave Dave a second look as he greeted them, nobody with the exception of Cassidy.
“Oh my God you go to this school? How did I forget that?” She was surprised to see her boyfriend walking around school. “Sorry I was so mean to you before, I see you for who you are now.” She quickly forgot about why she hated Dave so much and got all cuddly with him. He tried to get Cassidy to sit with us, but that wasn’t going to happen on account of Yumi despising Cassidy. The school week came to a normal end and I was able to recharge my phone. Outside of testing out some of the app’s features I didn’t do anything with it though. Before I knew it, it was Sunday evening and I started getting ready for another week of school.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell him to stop the rumours before they get out of hand. You only helped him and Dave because of friendship.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Sure thing Jerry, just send him my way.” And with that I had just established myself as the school’s number one relationship guru. I couldn’t do much to help his friend today on account of my battery being dead but the next day I got to work and by Monday had created another happy couple. My reputation soon went beyond the playground. I had so many requests coming in that I decided to change my business model.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You embrace your popularity and start helping anyone who needs it.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|MatchMakerEnd]]
You've made it to the start of week 2.
Watch this space for more info in future updates. Check out the app list menu to see information you may have missed.
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I heard a knock on the door of my small office space. I’d rented this ten by ten square foot room so I could appear more professional when dealing with my paying clients.
“Come in,” I called out and a nervous man approached my desk. “What can I help you with?” He’d seen my name on the door so knew he was in the right place.
“My girlfriend, she’s growing distance and I don’t want to lose her. Please, I’ll do anything I need to, I just don’t want her to leave me.” He was pretty desperate. I made my rates very clear so he knew how much this would cost him.
“No problem.” With the Reborn app fixing relationships was very easy. “I just need to take a photo if that’s okay. It’s for my records.” I lied about that. I just needed to give them a reason as to why I was pointing my camera at them. I took the guy’s memories so I’d be able to easily identify his girlfriend. Using that information I could find her and borrow her memories to figure out why she was growing distant. If it was a problem my client could fix by himself I’d give him advice on what he needed to do, and if not I just changed the woman’s personality to make her more attracted to him. I preferred to resolve these cases without changing anyone’s personality or using the poser on them, but sometimes it was necessary. Sometimes the client was the problem but if that was the case I’d just use the poser on him to remove the part of him that is driving away his partner.
There were also the cases where I was asked to ruin a girl’s relationship to give another man a chance with her. In those cases I just helped the girl in question see her partner for who he really was, and if she still loved him after that then there wasn’t much I could do.
Lastly I had some people turn up who just wanted to have sex with a particular woman. In those cases I just hired a prostitute, did some copy and pasting with the image function along with some memory alteration and let them go at it. Nobody needed to be the wiser.
The irritating part was keeping away the uncover journalists and detectives. They were easy enough to deal with though since I always checked through my client’s memories. Unfortunately they kept showing up one after another. The curse of being rich and popular I guess.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You turn your dating assistane into a business, offering a wide range of relationship assistance. <<endif>>
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Hana’s change in attitude had me really concerned. She didn’t so much as look at me on the bus ride home and when we got home she headed straight for the shower.
“Did something happen?” Chloe had returned home by then and found Hana’s behaviour concerning as well.
“That’s what I want to know.” I returned to my room unable to shake my worries. In an attempt to prove there was nothing to worry about I visited the website of the photographer who had been taking Hana’s pictures tonight. His page didn’t easy my worries one bit, if anything if made me even more concerned. Most of his content was behind a paywall, but he did have some examples from recent photoshoots. The photos were censored but some of the poses were incredibly indecent. One girl had her legs spread before the camera with nothing but a pixelated blur to protect her chastity. The guy hadn’t forced Hana to take a similar photo had he? I couldn’t deny the possibility. It was too late to do anything about it now. Hopefully Hana hadn’t been so foolish as to let him treat her like dress up doll.
I was about to turn in for the night when the websites front page updated. ‘Preview from tonight’s photoshoot’ it read. Curious I clicked on it and an array of photos appeared. As the title suggested it was a taster of the photos he’d taken tonight and among was<<click " a picture of Hana">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/HanaPhoto.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. Rage filled me when I saw her sitting naked, so much so that I punched the desk.
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“That bastard.” She looked so vulnerable and so ashamed. No wonder she didn’t look at me straight on the way back. I should have protected her but I failed. I couldn’t change the past, but what I could do was ensure it never happened again, to Hana or to any other girl.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Concerned about Hana, you dig into the photographer's work and discover he took a naked photo of Hana for use on his website. You decide to put an end to his tactics.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|HanaS3]]<<set $update3 = "yes">><<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was Thursday afternoon now. The photographer, who went by the name Bastien, was scheduled for another photoshoot with one of his regular clients. I’d been doing my research and learnt that in addition to running his own website, he also did photoshoots for others. Tonight he was visiting a girl in her home where he’d take pictures of her that she’d then use on her blog. That was his plan for tonight, my plan however would alter things a little.
I knocked on the door of the girl’s apartment. I had my phone by my side with Reborn app’s poser function ready. The door opened and I immediately selected the <<click "dark skinned woman">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Coco.png]]<</replace>><</click>> standing there in a dressing gown as my target.
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“I’d like to be invited inside,” I quickly said.
“Please come in.” She stood aside and let me through.
“Close the door would you.” I didn’t want to seem too suspicious to anyone watching. Once the door was shut though that wouldn’t be a problem. “Thanks, now why don’t you take a nap in your room for a couple of hours.” She complied with my request, unable to resist the power of the poser. I wasn’t done with her though. As she walked towards her bedroom I targeted her with some of the app’s other features. First I took a copy of her body, allowing me to transform into her, and then I took a copy of her memories using the app’s newest feature, the memory altering function. I trimmed off the content I didn’t need such as childhood memories, family and friends, her daily life etc. I only needed to know about Bastien and some background info to ensure he didn’t realise I was an imposter.
“Oh it really works.” It was the first time I’d used the new memory alteration feature and it did what it said on the pack. I could remember the last time Bastien visited as if it had been me he was visiting. He’d tried to push this woman into assisting him in his adult video business on several occasions but she always refused. He was due to arrive in an hour and he was never early or late, always precisely on time. Since I had time to kill I decided to take a better look at the woman I’d be impersonating for the next few hours. She had plenty of mirrors for me to take a look at myself with. I dropped her dressing gown and posed in front of a large mirror. She had a great figure which was the result of regular exercise, a healthy diet and a bit of genetics. Her strong body helped her support her E cup large breasts which had gotten her numerous fans on her website. Her dark salon curls matched her dark skin. I had to confess that being in the body of an African-American was a little strange.
“100% natural coco,” I whispered her slogan with a giggle. She used the fake name Coco on her blog to hide her real identity. I was tempted to do a little strip show for her fans but that was probably a side effect of her memories mingling with mine. That was the reason I only took the memories I needed, I feared that if I took everything I might forget who I really was.
An hour passed and right on schedule there was a knock at the door. I opened it with a smile and let Bastien inside.
“Welcome my dear,” I greeted.
“Always a pleasure.” Bastien stepped past carrying his hefty camera bag. The combined cost of all his camera equipment was more than my dad’s car. “I’ll just get set up.” One of the bedrooms had been converted to a photo studio. It had a neat bed with rose petal sheets and a box of props to entice the viewing audience. Again I felt a temptation to go through with the photoshoot but I had to remember why I was here.
“I saw your recent website post; you know some of those girls didn’t seem comfortable having their photos taken.” I wanted to know just how evil this guy was.
“And? They have beauty yet refuse to share it with the world, I see myself as a liberator of that beauty.”
“Isn’t forcing a girl to undress akin to plucking a wild flower? You may want it in a bouquet but the price of beauty is the death of the flower.”
“Flowers exist to be beautiful; a bouquet is where they are most suited.”
“So you’re saying women exist for the pleasure of our eyes?”
“If God wanted use to not admire them then he wouldn’t have gave them such a divine form.” He seemed to hold women in the same regards as he held flowers.
“And what if a woman’s appearance isn’t to your liking.”
“Then she should stay out of sight, I only have eyes for beautiful things, anything hideous would distort my vision of beauty.” This guy was pretty dam shallow and sexist. I was tempted to alter his personality to make him prefer heavier women, but that might result in him forcing those women to strip instead. I had to put an end to his forceful tactics.
“Show me your website,” I ordered with the poser. He immediately stopped what he was doing and complied by taking out his phone.
“Use my laptop,” I added. He put the phone away and headed into the living room instead to use Coco’s laptop. Once he was on his website I instructed him to sign into the admin controls. Naturally he to verify his login with his phone but that wasn’t much of a hassle.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You impersonate one of the photographer's clients to get close to him, then use the app to control him.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Order him to delete only Hana’s photos|HanaS4a]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Delete it all. Erase your website and all of its content. Then you will delete every photograph you have and never take pictures of women ever again. Find yourself a new job where you aren’t a cancer to society.” He complied with my demand, erasing his website and all its content. In just a matter of moments he had destroyed his main source of income.
“It is done.” He almost sounded pained despite being under the control of the app.
“Good, now go. Leave all your photography shit here because you won’t need it anymore.” He stood up and headed for the door. “And remember, you did all of this at your own accord. I had nothing to do with so forget about this conversation.” Best not have him coming back causing trouble for Coco. From what I knew about the poser app it made people believe they were doing things of their own accord, but since they remembered everything it was possible they might realise they were being controlled later on. Better not take any chances there. Once he was gone I quickly cleaned up so Coco wouldn’t realise anything had happened either. I was soon back to normal and I headed outside, dumping everything that guy had bought into a dumpster.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You destroy all his work then tell him to get a new career. That'll put an end to his shameful practice.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Delete all of Hana’s photos and information.”
“Who?” Did he not even know the name of his models from last night?
“Here,” I pointed to a naked photo of Hana. “Everything you have on her I want wiped from the face of the earth.” He began deleting everything featuring Hana.
“It’s done.”
“Now you will issue and apology. You’ll apologise to everyone whose photo you forcefully took and comply with any request to remove them. You will never unfairly intimidate someone in the future. You will only take photos of willing models that are happy to let you photograph them and know what you plan to do with those photos.” He could still be successful if he cleaned up his act. There were plenty of people like Coco who used his services willingly. I just didn’t want innocent’s like Hana being forcefully pulled into that world.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You make him change the way he works to not force girls and be more honest about his work. You also clean up all the photos of Hana and some other girls.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I knocked on Hana’s door and waited. She opened it slightly without saying a word. She still seemed ashamed of what had happened.
“Good news, I convinced that jerk cameraman to delete all his photos of you.” I was hoping that would make Hana smile again but her looked remained dull.
“Why?” She spoke without emotion. “I want him to take them.” I could tell she was just saying that to hurt herself. She really was ashamed of what had happened yet was blaming herself for it. In moments like this it paid to be forceful. I pushed through the door and pulled Hana with me. She let me do as I liked due to her uncertainty. I closed the door and sat down on her bed with her head pressed against my chest.
“You don’t have to blame yourself. It’ alright to cry.” She clenched her fists as she tried to hold back her real feelings but was unable to. She began crying and I just comforted her until she was done letting it all out.
“I hate myself,” she tearfully whispered after several minutes.
“So do I. I hate myself for not watching over you correctly… even before that I hate myself for allowing you to use the app in the way you did… but I’ll learn from those mistakes to better myself and you should to.” My words reached her and the tears began to stop.
“I’ll never do it again.” She looked up at me with honest eyes. I patted her on the head to continue comforting her. A brief moment of silence followed then she began to move, turning to bring our faces closer together. Was she going to kiss me?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You return home and tell Hana that the photos are gone. That doesn't make her that much happier. You comfort her and she gets emotional. Suddenly you find her attemtping to kiss you.<<endif>>
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[[Stop her|HanaS6a]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I held her shoulders to stop her getting closer.
“Didn’t you say you’d never do it again?” She was about to make the same mistake as she had made before. Sure the circumstances were a little different but regret she’d have afterward was the same. She pulled her close but not intimately. She wiped away the last of her tears then finally began smiling again.
“Thanks.”
“You said that already,” I teased.
“Well I mean it this time. Thanks for teaching that dipshit a lesson.” The Hana I knew had returned. “I won’t ask you to use your magic phone for selfish reasons ever again.”
“Listen if you need my help just ask. It’s great at solving problems like Mr Jackass Photoman.” I wanted to make it up to Hana for allowing what had happened last night to happen. Hana went silent as she began thinking about something.
“Well… there is one thing that has been on my mind. You see I used to have this friend at school, but then about two months ago she suddenly started acting weird. Then she apparently got super sick and stopped coming to school. A few days later it was announced she was transferring. It was all a bit weird and I’ve always suspected foul play but I’ve never had any evidence.”
A change in personality, faking being sick and then transferring out. Sounded like a very bad case of bullying.
“You can count on me. I may not be the world’s best detective, but I’ve got the world’s best set of tools.” But did I want to stay as me or perhaps create a new persona. Hana would probably enjoy having a sister for a day but I can figure that out later. I’d need to take a day off school myself though to investigate. I doubted I’d miss much and if anyone started asking questions I’d just use the Reborn to resolve them. I didn’t know that come morning questions wouldn’t be an issue.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You stop her. She is just making the same mistake as before. She finally starts to cheer up and you explain to her that you'll be there to help her if she needs it. You asks you to investigate the disappearence of one of her school friends.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Create new persona|HanaS7b]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I met her lips with my own and we kissed. She needed comforting and I was ready to give it to her. She put her hand on my chest and gently caressed me. I responded in kind. She began sliding out of her clothing, showing me what she showed the cameraman from yesterday. I got naked as well and my experienced step-sister looked at my dick as if it was her first time seeing one. She touched it hesitantly, showing a lot of hesitation. It was almost like teasing. I was worried that if she took too long we might get interrupted. At the same time I didn’t want to be forceful. Hana really wasn’t sure what she was doing when it came to sex. Her first attempt to lower herself onto my penis failed because of the positon of our legs. Ultimately I had to take the reins, gently pushing her onto the bed and very slowly teasing my dick into her pussy. I wasn’t sure how my large penis was actually going to fit inside her, but slowly but surely I slid it in. Hana teased up as I <<click "penetrated her">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/HanaScene3a.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.
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“Relax, you’ll enjoy it once you get into the rhythm of it,” I reassured her. Her walls relaxed a little but tensed up again as I continued. Maybe this wasn’t going to work. I slowly slid out but Hana quickly intervened.
“Don’t stop! Please I want this!”
“It’ll hurt,” I warned her. If I was going to gain entry at this rate I’d need to be a little forceful.
“That’s okay; I want you to do it.” I firmly held her legs and thrust forward, breaking through the walls of resistance as Hana cried out from the pain. She bit down on her arm to stop her voice leaking out any further. Teary eyed she encouraged me to continue so I did. She began to relax finally making things easier. She finally began to experience the pleasure of sex as I firmly thrust in and out of her tight pussy.
“Harder,” she begged. I picked up the pace but even that didn’t satisfy her. “Be rough and penetrate me as deep as you can!” I still had plenty of shaft to give. As requested I got rougher, forcing my cock as deep as it could then going deeper. Did Hana really feel good doing this?
“I’m pulling out.” My cock was nearing its limit and was ready to explode. She didn’t say anything as I pulled out and let my cum flow fourth, spraying Hana with its sticky whiteness. I looked at her panting on the bed, completely soiled by my hands. We had been physically closer than we had ever been before yet I felt that emotionally we were even more distant.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You kiss and proceed to have sex. Hana demands you be rough so you comply with her odd request.<<endif>>
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<<set $update3 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>After last night I was happy when morning rolled around. Once again the app chooose to update itself, adding some new features to its arsenal.
‘Ever looked at two strangers and wondered what their children would look like? Wonder no more! With the new Bio-Merge expansion to the copy feature you can now select two people and create an image constructed from them both! Also in this update is the new Personality feature. Have you created the perfect image but are having problems with what’s on the inside? Now with the Personality feature you can fix that!’
"Change the inside?” Could I really do that? I launched the Reborn app to have a look. Both new options had appeared in the menus. As always I could target myself or another person. The power to alter a person’s personality? That seemed like it was crossing a moral line but at the same time there was a lot of good it could do as well.
I can finish checking it out later. I headed downstairs to see how much family was getting on. As usual my Dad had already left for work and Chloe was busy in the kitchen preparing her lunch for later.
"Oh hello Joe, can you wake up Hana before you sit down?" Nothing unusual here. I checked with Hana but she didn't seem to be aware of anything that had happened last night either. Looks like I'm in the clear.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You awake to find the app has updated with two new features, bio-merge and personality modify. Your family remembers nothing of last night.<<endif>>
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[[Head to school]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Another plain day followed and soon I was heading home again just enjoying my slow paced life the way it was intended. I didn’t touch the app after I got home nor did I touch it the next day. Maybe the time would come when I would really need it but until then I’d decided to just leave it alone. I stopped thinking about and after a while I forgot it was even there. Just another icon on my phone that I had no interest in.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You choose not to use the app. So many opportunities had presented themselves to you but you didn't take any one of them. You quickly forgot about the app, treating it as just another space filling icon on your phone.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“That’ll be twelve ninety seven,” the cashier informed me. I passed her a twenty and she promptly gave me my change. I left the store under the night sky and headed home with the supplies Chloe had sent me to buy.
“Hey you.” Someone called out to me. I turned to see a <<click "strange woman">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHunter.png]]<</replace>><</click>> standing behind me with a bemused expression.
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“Yeah?” I enquired. I was worried she might have been someone dangerous but I wasn’t exactly in the middle of nowhere. A car drove past illuminating her white hair in its headlights. The woman took a step closer to me and I instinctively took a step back.
“There are easier ways to do this.” Suddenly her eyes glowed and in response my body froze. I couldn’t move an inch, even my tongue and mouth were frozen preventing me from calling out for help. I was helpless as she reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone. She began looking through it.
“Tsk, how anticlimactic.” I could see the screen of my phone and saw that she was using it without touching the screen. “You only used it once and undid the change immediately. Normally I punish those who abuse Reborn's for their own benefit but you’ve done nothing so there is nothing to punish.” She laughed briefly then the hand gripping my phone began to glow. A slimy red creature emerged from the screen of my phone and was quickly captured in the woman’s firm grip. I felt my muscles unfreeze allowing me to move again.
“Who are you?”
“Just a Hunter.” She dropped my phone back into my hands. “What a boring end to things.” She disappeared into the night without saying anything else. I checked my phone and discovered the Reborn app was gone. Following its disappearance my ordinary life continued. Sometime I did wonder what I had missed out on, but then I remember that maybe that woman wouldn't have been so forgiven had I abused the power.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Someday in the future you encounter a mysterious woman named <<click "Hunter">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHunter.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. She takes your phone from you and destroys the app, citing she is bored by the fact you did nothing with it. She leaves soon after and leaves you to go about your normal life.<div id="imago"></div>
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~ Ending 0 - The Plain Ending ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]This content is being worked on and not yet available.<<if $TLDR is "no">>There are more important things than sex. It may be the only thing Dave thinks about but I’m not him. He was only dating Cassidy because of me. If he kept on rubbing the fact he and Cassidy were doing it in my face I might just let the truth slip to her.
That evening I toyed with the app’s newest features but didn’t do anything worth noting with them. Towards the evening I received a message from Dave containing a picture of <<click "Cassidy wearing erotic underwear. ">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/CassidySelfie2.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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‘Check out what Cassidy just sent me!’ Read the attached message. I doubt Cassidy knew he was sending pictures of her to his friends. I began typing up a message about warning him to calm down and sure up his act, but I found myself unsure if I should send it or not.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>There are more important things than sex. Dave then sends you an erotic image of Cassidy rubbing in the fact he is dating her again. You are beginning to lose patience and think about sending him a warning message.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Send it|DaveK1a]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Don’t send it|DaveK1b]]</div>
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I’d prove to Dave that he wasn’t the only one who could get himself laid. Really he was giving himself too much credit for something I was responsible for. The problem with the app however was a lack of save feature. I wish I could save Dave’s other persona so I could use the copy feature without worrying about having to remake the other Dave again. Actually I might as well just use his other persona for myself. It wasn’t like Dave had exclusive rights to it and it would make it a fair competition. If he could get laid using that body and I couldn’t then that would mean I actually did need his help. Just in case however I adjusted after I applied it to myself. I made my darker much darker, changed my eyes, added a few inches of extra height and made my features a little sharper. Now we looked similar, but not the same.
For the third night in a row I hit the club scene but this time I went solo. I decide to bypass the whole ID problem but just targeting the bouncers beforehand with the poser. I ordered them to let me through when I showed them my ID. It worked and I got into the club without a problem despite having the wrong face on my photo. It was livelier tonight, either due to it being a Thursday night or due to it being a classier club. This place trumped both the venues we had been at the previous days. Unfortunately that meant the people here were also of higher standards. It wasn’t the kind of place that drunken college girls went to with the ambition of waking up in a guy’s bed but with no idea of who that guy may be.
“Better get started.” I felt nervous. There were a lot of girls here but they felt difficult to approach. I approached a girl I saw alone but just like with Dave on the first night a guy appeared out of nowhere and beat me to the punch. Shit this was harder than it was when I had just been watching Dave.
An hour passed and I still hadn’t managed a conversation with anyone other than the girl serving drinks at the bar. Things were starting to look bleak; if I was going to succeed I had to kick it up a notch. I pulled the app from my pocket and thought about what to do.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to prove that you are just as capable of getting laid as him. You create a persona very similiar to the one he used to make it even. At the club things aren't as easy as you thought they'd be. You realise you'll need to use the app to be successful tonight.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Give myself a simple confidence boost|Dave4Dave5]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Playing fair is boring, time to go big|Day4DaveH1]]</div>
<<if $TLDR is "no">>All I needed was some confidence. I hit myself with the personality modifier and changed myself. It was a simple change but it completely changed my perspective of the world. Why had this been so hard? All I had to do was walk up and talk to girl. I picked out a girl I’d say was within my batting range and approached her.
“You’re beautiful and I want to buy you a drink.” I opened up by saying what I thought and what I wanted to do.
“Oh you’re very forward.” The girl looked like she was about my age. She’d come here seeking a good looking guy to have fun with and she’d found one. I signalled the bar woman and ordered a drink for myself and my new friend. We had a brief conversation which felt like it was going somewhere, but once the girl had the drink I’d bought her she decided to break the news she already had a boyfriend. Oh well, a failure’s a failure, time to move on. I didn’t let it get me down. I moved onto the next girl and this time… I got dropped again after buying her a drink. Third time I got lucky and wasn’t ditched the moment the girl had a drink in hand.
“Hey let’s dance.” She invited me to the dance floor. Harmless enough but looking at her body I saw the danger I was in. She had the build of a dancer. Her body was slender and dexterous, and she had a hair bobble on hand to tie back her brown hair. I had to act fast so I quickly picked out the best dancer I could see and transferred his talent for dancing to myself.
“You coming?” The girl asked.
“Yeah.” I slammed my drink and got out there. Let’s see what I’ve got. We moved to the beat of the music and my partner demonstrated her dance prowess. I did my best to keep up and wasn’t afraid to fail. What I’d quickly borrowed from that guy certainly helped and kept my partner entertained, but I just couldn’t match her. Where I could surpass her was in endurance. As she began to tire I just refreshed myself with the app and was ready to keep on rocking. This earned me some points and soon enough she called it quits realising she wasn’t outlasting me. We returned to the bar for another drink. There I asked for her name which I learnt to be Jane.
“You’re pretty alright,” she complimented. I bought her another drink and this time when we talked I felt she was actually interested in me. We hit the dance floor again soon after and this time it was less of a competition and more of a duo act. We danced and attracted attention from those around us. The beat of the music and their cheers inspired us further and a fun night turned into an amazing one. Exhausted we retired to the bar again. Another round of drinks and we no longer had the balance to return to the dance floor. We instead headed elsewhere to continue our fun evening.
“It’s too cold outside, and most places are closing. Why don’t we go back to yours?” Jane said to me. That was a no go, fortunately I had a solution.
“I’m staying over at a friend’s tonight… or I should have been but he bailed on me. I’ve got a hotel room booked though.” I didn’t but I could improvise.
“Oh a hotel room? A fancy hotel?”
“Well I don’t like to brag, but it’s pretty nice.”
“Is there room for two?”
“Certainly.” We made our way to one of the city’s nicer hotels. It wasn’t 5 star royalty, but it was close to it. We stepped into the lobby and I could tell instantly the receptionist didn’t like the look of us. Fortunately I had an easy way to change her opinion.
“I need to speak with the receptionist for a minute.” Jane waited as I approached the desk, discretely targeting the receptionist with the poser.
“Good morning sir,” she greeted. Was it morning already?
“Hi. I need you to obey everything I say. Now give me a nice room.” With the poser’s power at work I got exactly what I wanted. She handed me a key card and booked me into a nice room on the fifth floor. “Thanks. Now forget this ever happened.”
Jane and I headed up to our new room. A queen sized bed awaited us when we entered.
“Wow nice.” Jane headed over to the window to get a glimpse of the view. I move behind her and touched her on the waist, supporting her as I looked over her shoulder at what she was looking at. I had to be confident or I might miss an opportunity.
“Eager huh? Let me use the toilet first. I hope you brought protection.” She slipped away and headed for the bathroom.
“I don’t need it,” I said making use of the poser once again. The Reborn app was way safer than a condom. Rewinding our bodies back a few hours after the act would ensure no pregnancies or diseases occurred as a result. She took care of business in the bathroom then emerged with her panties in hand. She tossed them across the room as I approached. I supported her by the waist as I pushed her over and kissed her. I held onto her for several seconds then lifted her back up again.
“I like a confident man,” she whispered as our kiss broke. We both stripped each other then moved onto the bed where I took charge. I warmed things up with some intense foreplay, and then when the time came I lined my cock with her pussy and penetrated her doggy style. <<click "I thrust hard">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/JaneScene.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and she moaned loudly with each thrust.
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I’d chosen this hotel for its thick walls as not to disturb the other guests. Most of them would be asleep by now anyway. Our love making went uninterrupted as we tried out various poses and Jane showed me what her flexibly body could do. By the time we had finished the sky was turning blue. As the sun rose we both collapsed into the bed and fell into a deep sleep together.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You boost your confidence and after a few failures strike it lucky with an athletic girl. You take her back to a hotel room for some sweet sex.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|Dave4Dave6]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>Since Dave was really pleased with himself for having slept with just one girl, I reckon I should blow his accomplishment out of the water. I scanned the club and spotted the perfect group. Six girls alone with no guys, well not for long. I quickly targeted them all with the app using the multi-target feature. I began issuing them orders using the poser to ensure tonight would be a success. Once that was done I put my phone away and approached them causally.
“Six girls as beautiful as you really shouldn’t be alone without a man to keep you safe.” That was the worst pick-up line imaginable and under regular circumstances deserved one to six slaps. Fortunately I had the Reborn app on my side and a comment that should have been met with disgust was met with lust. Anything I said to them they would think was sexy and erotic. I could have introduced myself by saying I like to fuck car exhausts and they’d still want to know what I was like in bed.
“Maybe you can be our escort handsome.” They were already wrapped around my finger. All I needed to do was seal the deal.
“I can do that and more if you know what I mean.” That comment enticed them further. One put her hand on my chest to give my borrowed muscles a feel. “Ladies, if you do that the other guys will get jealous. Maybe we should go somewhere private?” And as easy as that I was leaving with six girls wrapped around my arms.
As luck would have it, all six of the girls were flatmates in the same college dorm. They took me back to their flat in the student village and invited me into the living room.
“So there I was, up against five of these big guys and with only my mate Dave by my side. I didn’t back down though, and neither did Dave although he was quickly knocked down.” I made up some crazy story about how me and Dave had beaten up five guys at once and the girls loved it. With every word they got hornier. The Reborn app had removed their inhibitions leaving them craving for my cock without any worry about whom else was there.
“I can’t take it anymore; I need your cock inside me!” One of the girls had lost control of herself, she grabbed my belt and was soon joined by the other girls as they stripped me naked.
“I’m ready.” She was like an animal in heat. She pulled up her dress skirt revealing she hadn’t been wearing any panties. Her pussy was dripping wet, waiting to be filled so I gladly grabbed her hips and shoved my huge cock into her.
“Fuck yes!” She cried as I thrust my cock deep inside. The problem with being a guy was that I only had one dick. The other girls had to <<click "line up and await their turn">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/HaremSceneM.png]]<</replace>><</click>> as I pounded the first girl. Being incredibly horny she came quickly and I moved onto the next girl. It was a man’s dream; having several college girls overwhelmed by lust all to himself. I had boosted my vigour with the Reborn app so I could keep on going endlessly. Pounding pussy after pussy and unleashing load after load. The world’s best Viagra couldn’t compete with this. At some point during the night Dave sent me a picture of a naked Cassidy, and to that I replied with a picture of my spoils.
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As the clock ticked into the early hours of the morning I helped the last of the girls reach climax, afterwards she promptly passed out completely spent.
“Phew,” I dropped down onto the sofa and looked around. The furniture was soaked with pussy juice and the room smelt strongly of sex. If this was a dream it would be the best wet dream ever. I checked the time and laughed. No way was I going to be heading to school tomorrow. Before I left for the club I had targeted my family so they wouldn’t worry if I didn’t come home. At most they might shrug their shoulders when they found me absent tomorrow morning.
“Well, after pleasing six beautiful women even I get tired.” I closed my eyes and drifted on where in my dreams the sevensome continued.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use the app to assist you in seducing six girls are once. You then head to their college dorm and engage in massive sevensome. It's like a wet dream come true and by morning you're completely spent.<<endif>>
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[[Later that morning|DaveH1]]
<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Come morning I had response from Dave from the picture I sent him last night.
“Dude what the hell is that picture?”
“Just the women I slept with last night.” I was back in my bedroom after spending the morning with my six lovers. I didn’t erase their memories but I had made a few extra adjustments to their personality and memories. I had all their numbers and if I called they’d come running.
“Fucking six? At once? Holy shit that’s awesome!” Dave’s voice was so loud I had to move my ear away from the speaker.
“Yup. So you still up for clubbing tonight? You said Cassidy invited you right?”
“Yeah man but holy shit six?” Dave still couldn’t believe it. That was why I sent the photo as proof.
“I can bring them all if you want to meet them.”
“Holy shit man yes. I’ll bring Cassidy and anyone else from the school you want.” With Cassidy coming he probably could bring anyone he wanted.
“Alright, it’s going to be busy tonight thought with it being Friday. Let’s hit up Club Derox at 11.” That club had a VIP area that I’d have little trouble getting us access to.
“Alright I’ll tell everyone to meet up there. I’ll be round yours before 10 to get ‘dressed’.” With that everything was sorted. I put my phone back on the charger as last night’s shenanigans had all but emptied the battery. I wanted a full charge for tonight because I had even greater plans.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The next day you bloat about your accomplishment to Dave. You agree to go clubbing tonight and to bring your respective lovers.<<endif>>
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[[That night|DaveH2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>Dave looked at me still unsure if he liked what he saw.
“I changed the hair, give myself a bit more muscle, sharpened my face a little and I'm a bit bigger.” I explained to him the difference between me and him. We’d both used the same two people when creating our new image so we looked very similar.
“I think we are still too similar.”
“Similar but not identical. We can just say we are related.” Dave was alright with that suggestion. We were ready head to the club. Dave had got the word to Cassidy and her friends while I’d arranged things with the girls from last night. Everything was set so Dave and I headed out to the club for some fun.
As expected the line to get in was extra-long tonight.
“This’ll take a while,” Dave complained. He headed for the back of the line while I just took out the Reborn app and targeted the bouncers.
“Let me through when I approach you, I’m your good friend so you don’t need to pay attention when I show my ID.” With that I just walked up, said a few words and skipped right past the queue. Dave was too slow in realising what I’d done to join me and had to wait outside like everyone else. I quickly found the door to the VIP room. It was locked since there were no bookings but I was about to change that. Once again I used the poser to get past security and gain access to the staff area where I met with the nightclub manager. A few words with him and the VIP room was all mine.
The best part of the VIP room was that it had a balcony overlooking the main club floor. It had bars spaced just close enough to stop drunken idiots falling over the edge. When Dave finally got in he was looking in all directions for me but forgot to look up.
“Hey Dave!” I yelled, getting more than just his attention. I tossed him a VIP wristband so he could get up as well. A minute later and he was up here with me.
“You work fast man. How’d you get us the VIP area?”
“I have a special 'way' with words. That way being you have to obey anything I tell you.” I waved my phone to show him what I meant. “Oh they’re here. I’ll be back in a minute.” Dave waited patiently as I disappeared. When I returned I had six stunning college girls with me.
“Ladies this is my best mate Dave.” As five of them greeted Dave another whispered into my ear.
“I’ve been thinking about your cock all day.” She was just as horny for my cock as ever.
“I’ll give you all the attention you want soon enough.” Our lips met and our tongues invaded one another’s mouth. I saw Dave watching but suddenly I was grabbed by the shirt and was pulled into another kiss with another of the girls. Dave watched in disbelief as I was surrounded by my harem, sticking my tongue into their mouths and groping their bodies with my hands. Dave suddenly checked his phone then began signalling for my attention. Cassidy must have just arrived.
“Excuse me girls, Dave needs my assistance.” Dave and I slowly left the VIP area and headed back down the stairs.
“Six girls at once! You’re a madman.”
“Those who dare to dream are often called mad.” Cassidy was outside and had brought a mix of friends with her. I had enough VIP bands for them all so they also had the luxury of skipping the line. It was amusing watching Dave try to entertain Cassidy without letting his jealously towards me show. Cassidy however wasn’t as easy going about the fact I had six girls all over me. The guys with her were jealous as hell while the girls were a little disgusted. I had an idea to make them more comfortable. I took out my phone and began targeting everyone in the VIP area with the Reborn app. First I issued a few orders with the poser, one of which was for them to think what I was about to do was perfectly normal and nothing to worry about. Once I had given them their orders I changed my selection to just the guys and gave them all a new look. Chests expanded, hair grew, trousers turned into skirts and dicks turned into vaginas. I had just turned all of the guys into girls and now it was time to add them to my harem. I targeted everyone up here par Cassidy and Dave for some new instructions and a change in personality, I didn't want to steal his girl after all. Dave watched as all the girls took a sexual interest in me.
“Jealous,” I taunted.
“Dude c’mon… let me join in,” he replied to which he was immediately slapped.
“Eyes on me!” Cassidy ordered. “C’mon, you need to buy me a drink now.” Cassidy and Dave headed off to the bar leaving me to enjoy my even larger harem. Actually this was the perfect chance to test out the app’s latest feature. This morning it had updated again with something it called Mass Memory Alteration. Using it I could alter the memories of everyone on earth so they’d remember the boys I turned into girls as girls. I'd wait for Dave to get back first though. Dave returned a few minutes later but was minus Cassidy.
“She just left no idea why.” Apparently she left him the moment they were downstairs. It seemed odd but I plenty of distractions so didn’t worry about it.
“Don’t worry; I got plenty of puss to go around," I told him... but then again, did I really want to share?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You head out clubbing with Dave. You bring your harem and Dave bring's Cassidy and her friends. You decide to convert Cassidy's friends into members of your harem, turning them into girls if they weren't already. Cassidy manages to escape during this leaving you with Dave. You face the question of whether you want to share your harem with him.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[I want to share this experience with Dave|HaremEnding1]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[I think Dave would make a nice addition to my harem|HaremEnding2]]</div>
Dave chimed his champagne glass against mine as we toasted to our newfound success. We both quickly emptied out small glasses then held them out to be refilled. A girl dressed in a skimpy bunny costume poured each of us a glass.
“This is a pretty sweet deal,” Dave said. We were sitting in a luxury penthouse surrounded by scantily clad girls who were ready to have sex with us at a moment’s notice. All of it was ours. Everything was perfect, well almost perfect. The girl Dave wanted to see dressed in a bunny girl outfit the most had escaped our grasp. We weren’t sure where Cassidy went after that night in the club. We hadn’t seen her since which was rather odd. It didn’t matter that much, we had luxury, money, influence and a penthouse full of horny rabbits. Dave and I could both agree that life had turned out pretty dam alright.
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]I chimed my champagne glass against those held by members of my evergrowing harem.
"Cheers to me." I quickly emptied my small glass then held it out to be refilled. Dave, now a girl dressed in a skimpy bunny costume poured me a refill of my glass.
“This is a pretty sweet deal,” I laughed. I was sitting in a luxury penthouse surrounded by scantily clad girls who were ready to have sex with me at a moment’s notice. All of it was mine. Everything was perfect, well almost perfect. The girl that Dave wanted to see dressed in a bunny girl outfit the most had escaped my grasp. I wasn’t sure where Cassidy went after that night in the club. I hadn’t seen her since which was rather odd. It didn’t matter that much, I had luxury, money, influence and a penthouse full of horny bunny girls. I could firmly say that life had turned out pretty dam alright.
~ End - Harem Ending Solo ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<set $update4 = "yes">><<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was Friday, and instead of getting the bus to school I was heading back into the downtown area to meet Bastien and his associates in my new female form. As promised he had given me a call yesterday and offer me a quick introduction to his associates in the adult industry. I wore some causal clothing as I suspected I’d be taking them off anyway.
When I got the address I'd been given I was surprised. I was on a plain street with family homes all around me. The address matched up so I walked up the path and knocked the door and was soon greeted by Bastien.
“Come in my dear,” he welcomed me inside. The walls were a crisp white and the floor a stainless wood. This was a regular home complete with a living room, kitchen and two bedrooms. It definitely didn't look like a porn studio. In the living room sitting in a cushion chair the fifty year old man who ran this show.
“I’m Mr Clemond,” he greeted. “Take a seat.” I sat down opposite him on a cushioned sofa.
"Nice place," I commented.
"Thanks, it's a wonder what you can find on Airbnb." He was only renting this house? "Don't worry, lots of people rent homes just to film and unlike most I actually tidy up afterwards. So tell me about yourself."
I racked my brain for the name I gave at the photo session.
“I’m Charlotte, 18 years old and new to this business.” That the first name that had come to my head back then. Coincidently it was the name of the girl taking my name who happened to be wearing a nametag.
“Welcome Charlotte, so Bastien tells me you’re a virgin.” What? I never said anything about that to anyone. I looked at Bastien who simply tapped his nose.
“Body language my dear. If you’re a photographer on my calibre you can read it like it was your first language.”
“Well as a virgin you have a value that most girls don’t. You see this business isn’t as… on the books… as most adult video groups. We don’t bother with all those time consuming health checks and what not. We just get straight down to the business of pleasing our customers. Speaking of which, here’s what I purpose.” He hit me with a shockingly high cash sum then explained what I had to do. The proposal was very simple really; I just had to let a stranger have sex with me while being recorded. Apparently there was a long list of men that would pay to take my virginity, and an even longer list that would pay to see it. I’d always wondered if that was a thing people really did but evidently it was, and had an even bigger demand than what I could have imagined.
“Do you have a personal blog you would like to promote?”
“No. Is that common?”
“Most girls coming to us do so to promote themselves. We don’t offer regular consistent work; rather we operate more as a bonus. Many of our clients seek to promote themselves through us and direct attention back to their own websites.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You arrive at the filming location and meet Mr Clemond. He and Bastien explain what'll be happening today. They ask if you have a personal blog you'd like to promote.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Maybe I should get a blog|Erostar2a]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Sounds like too much effort|Erostar2b]]</div><<set $blog = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>If there was money in it then I could definitely try it. With the app I could offer what no other person could. I’d make tons and if the police showed up I’d just use the app to make them go away.
“Could you give me advice on setting up a blog?” I asked.
“Bastien can show you later if he wishes. If you want to be successful you’ll need a good computer and a really good camera.” I didn’t have either of those. What I did have was an opportunity to make enough money to buy both and have plenty to spare.
Soon I was being led into another bedroom; this one actually had a bed and was furnished with cheap white furniture.
“We’re just going to ruin it so we don’t bother with expensive stuff. It all looks the same on video anyway.” Mr Clemond explained. Bastein was in the corner setting up his cameras. “Now while for the most part we’d prefer you just acted naturally when our customer takes your virginity, but there are a few lines we’d like you to throw in.” They spoke about so naturally. They’d probably gone through this plenty of times. It really was nothing but a chance to make money I guess. Funny how serious some people in the world got about the whole issue.
I got comfy and changed in something that screamed innocence. A frilly swan white night dress with delicate straps and beneath it frilly pure whit underwear. When I saw myself in the mirror even I was enticed by it. I felt jealous towards the guy who’d get to have sex with this beautiful body of mine.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take an interest in talk about a blog. Mr Clemond tells you to discuss it with Bastien when you're done. You then get changed in the spare bedroom but looking at yourself you begin to feel jealous about letting someone else have sex with your delicate body.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Maybe I should do a little switcheroo|Erostar3a]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[He better be gentle with me|Erostar3b]]</div><<set $blog = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>"I’ll pass.” Maintaining a blog sounded too much effort and also created privacy issues. Some people got too obsessed with having blogs and their face everywhere, then there was the issue of having to deal with hostile people looking to cause trouble behind the shield of online anonymity. “I’d rather get started.”
I was led into another bedroom; this one actually had a bed and was furnished with cheap white bedding.
“We’re just going to ruin it so we don’t bother with expensive stuff. It all looks the same on video anyway.” Mr Clemond explained. Bastein was in the corner setting up his cameras. “Now while for the most part we’d prefer you just acted naturally when our customer takes your virginity, but there are a few lines we’d like you to throw in.” They spoke about so naturally. They’d probably gone through this plenty of times. It really was nothing but a chance to make money I guess. Funny how serious some people in the world got about the whole issue.
They had what I would wear waiting for me in the other bedroom. I got changed into something that screamed innocence. A frilly swan white night dress with delicate straps and beneath it frilly pure whit underwear. When I saw myself in the mirror even I was enticed by it. I felt jealous towards the guy who’d get to have sex with this beautiful body of mine.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You shrug off talk about a blog. You then get changed in the spare bedroom but looking at yourself you begin to feel jealous about letting someone else have sex with your delicate body.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[He better be gentle with me|Erostar3b]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>If anyone was going to defile this beauty body it would be me. I heard the front door open and saw that the man who would steal my chastity had just arrived. Perfect. I let him have a few minutes to sort things out with Bastien and Mr Clemond, and then when it looked like they were ready to start I hit them all with the app.
“Go into a trance and only awake when I say to.” They all stopped and looked forward with vacant looks. I stepped out to look at the man whose body I’d be borrowing. He wasn’t exactly an attractive individual. His features were a mix of foreign and home. I’d probably be right in guessing that one of his parents was an immigrant. Well it didn’t matter; we were all the same on the inside. I targeted him with the app and did some memory alteration before swapping around our bodies. I put my phone away and then gave the signal for time to resume.
“Oh Charlotte, we’re almost ready for you.” Mr Clemond saw the girl that wasn’t me anymore standing in the doorway. She looked confused but I had given her some extra orders with the poser to ensure she did what I was originally going to do. Ah such a cute body, I couldn’t wait to have my way with it.
It wasn’t long before it was time to begin. In the large bedroom Mr Clemond and Bastien stood to the side with their cameras as Charlotte laid spread on the bed. Bastien had touched up her makeup and looking at her I was questioning if it was real girl or a life-sized doll I was.
“Alright let’s begin, remember just be natural. No acting and no looking at us.” Be natural. Easy. I stepped forward and began stripping. No words were said as I stripped nude. Ugh this guy’s body really wasn’t pleasant to the eyes. Hairy and borderline overweight, the only thing worse than being him was letting him touch me. Glad I picked the lesser of those two evils.
“You’re beautiful, really you are,” I complimented. She seemed so nervous although that might be fear. I climbed onto the bed and placed me hand on her. She shivered like my hand was made of ice. I gently took off the one-piece nightdress then pulled the strings on her frilly bra, giving me access to her nipples. I grabbed her right breast with one hand, moulding my fingers around her flesh as I placed my mouth over her left nipple. I sucked with my mouth while groping her with my hand. She made a gentle sound, the kind someone makes as they try to enjoy something they are embarrassed about. It just made me harder. I finished with her chest and moved downwards. Two thin strings were all that was between me and her virgin puss and I quickly removed both of those. Her panties fell away leaving her hairless pussy exposed with a few drops of moisture leaking down. My raging hard-on was fighting my brain, trying to take over so it could defile her as soon as possible but I wasn’t letting it. I rubbed her thigh and licked her stomach. I wanted to savoir the platter before I go onto the main dish. There wasn’t much movement on her end. Other than some gentle reactions to my touches she just remained still.
I decided she was ready for me now. I didn’t ask her as that would spoil the mood. I pushed open her legs and bought her hips close to my crotch. I put the tip of my erect manhood against her pussy and slowly began to <<click "push inside">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/StudioScene.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.
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Truth be told I wasn’t sure I could even break her hymen; this guy’s dick was below average. Soon I felt a wall of resistance barring my way and with one final push I broke through. Mr Clemond had the camera just a foot from me when it happened. A moment’s pause then I continued. I felt so empowered by it all, this wasn’t just sex, it was something more, something addicting. Something about the knowledge that so many people would see me was enthralling. I kept on going until my cock couldn’t take anymore and I unleashed my load inside her. As I pulled out Mr Clemond bumped me out of the way so he could get a close picture of the white and red mix pouring from her pussy. He moved the camera upwards to get a close up of her face then called cut.
“Fantastic, absolutely fantastic. Both of you really well done. This’ll a hit for sure.” I sat down to the side and cook a long swig from a bottle of chilled water. It tasted like the best water I’d had my entire life. I finished half the bottle in one go then stood up again.
“I’m ready for round 2.” I could go, I needed to do that again.
“We have everything we wanted. Our business is concluded. If you wish to continue you can arrange something with her.” Mr Clemond was checking his footage, confirming it was good. Bastien had done the same and was smiling with the results. They both left the room but would be back soon. I wanted to continue, but I’d need to do so in my own time. I took my phone out of my pocket and turned everything back to normal.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use the app to switch yourself with the man who was paying to have sex with you. He was still getting what he'd paid for, but now you'd be the one with the cock. You take your own virginity as you ravish your body in a performance that Mr Clemond and Bastien get plenty of great shots off.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|EroStarEnd2]]<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I couldn’t wait to see what I looked like once that guy was done with me. I might even request they send me the video afterwards. I walked out of the changing room was led to a nice bed that would soon be ruined. Bastien and Mr Clemond were both setting up their cameras in the corner. Just then my partner arrived. . He wasn’t exactly an attractive individual. His features were a mix of foreign and home. I’d probably be right in guessing that one of his parents was an immigrant. We wore an expensive shirt with a simple design. I was reading a strong son of a rich man vibe from him.
“Are you the girl?” His accent wasn’t home grown that was for sure. Well it didn’t really matter who he was, all I cared about what how good he’d be in bed.
“Please be gentle.” I made a cute vulnerable expression to entice him. I knew what he was thinking so I’d play along to help him get his money’s worth.
“Save the acting for when we’re recording please,” Mr Clemond interrupted. I had to wait for him and Bastien to finish before I was allowed to start. Once the camera was rolling I said a few words to entice the audience and then it began. I lay on the bed, spread out and vulnerable as my would-be lover stripped and climbed over me. He really didn’t know what he was doing but my role was to be submissive so I had to wait impatiently for him to figure it out.
He didn’t bother with foreplay; he just went straight for the sex. He lifted up my hips and sloppily inserted his dick into my <<click "begging pussy">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/StudioScene.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. I had to put on the best performance I could for the camera as I was getting very little pleasure from my partner. I moaned and acted like what I was feeling was absolutely ecstasy but it wasn’t. Even the pain from having my first time taken was less painful than what I’d been expecting. My partner however loved it.
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“Oh yes babe, oh yes!” Was he acting as well, or was he really getting off to this. Well I guess all that mattered was if he could deceive the audience or not. At some point he came inside me although I didn’t notice until I smelt the scent of his cum in the air. I was getting bored so I fake an orgasm to finish things up then collapsed on in fake exhaustion. I hadn’t been more disappointed in my life, but I probably wasn’t alone in having this feeling after losing my virginity. Still at least I made a lot of money from it.
“Okay great work.” Mr Clemond didn’t sound sincere. Bastian was looking through his photos with a disheartened expression questioning which were worth showing on his website. My lover however seemed very proud of himself and pleased.
“Thank you,” he said to everyone in the room. Mr Clemond remained professional and led him into another room. Once he was gone I instantly got back up and began cleaning the mess trickling out of my still hungry pussy.
“Well… that was disappointing.” I declared.
“You did fantastic my dear. You hid your disappointment well.” I suspected Bastien had seen through my act. “You should consider continuing. Mr Clemond can give you plenty of contacts.”
<<if $blog is "yes">>"Actually I'm going to give that blogging thing a try. I heard you could help with that."
"Certianly." Great. Once I got paid I could invest in some new equipment.<<endif>><<if $blog is "no">>“Thanks. At least I know what to expect now.” I headed back to change then paid Mr Clemond a visit to enquire about further work.<<endif>><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You let the guy have sex with you but it's very disappointing. You salvage it by putting on a show for the cameras that your partner completely falls for. Afterwards you discuss your future with Mr Clemond and Bastien.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|EroStarEnd3]]<<endif>>My reflection looked sexy as hell in her red lace lingerie. I couldn’t wait to fuck her senseless. First though I needed to find the man who’d be lending me his body for that purpose. I snuck into the male changing room and found him alone getting ready. Excellent. I targeted him with the Reborn app and performed another switcheroo. I’d done it so many times now it took me only second to complete the switch and give the soul in my body their orders.
“Is everyone ready?” The cameraman poked his head into the room.
“We’re all set,” I replied with my new deep voice. The soul in my body gave a forced nod. Under my control she had to go along with everything I said.
“Alright let’s get started.” We headed into the room we’d be using for filming. The cameras began rolling and when I was my turn I stepped into the room and had my way with my own body.
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~ End - Adult Video Star ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]I checked the live stream and saw thousands of paying customers already watching the ‘Live soon’ card currently being sent to them. A little help from my tech savvy friends and I’d created an adult video streaming site. My site however went above and beyond what normal websites did. With the Reborn app I could transform other people into say a famous celebrity or at least a look alike. My process was simple, I’d use the app to grab a random person who had no plans for that day and borrow them for a few hours. I turned him into the woman I desired to have sex with and would erase all their memories afterwards. It was really all a bit too easy. It was a double life I was comfortable with and I had no plans of changing my ways anytime soon.
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~ End - Online Video Star ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]I walked down the red carpet amazed by how prestigious this award show was. It was the adult video awards yet the turnout was massive. After my first video session with Mr Clemond he’d given me some contact details for his friends in the industry. From them I got more connections and my popularity grew and grew until I found myself here. Nominated for a newcomer award and from what I’d heard I had a good chance of winning it.
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~ End - Adult Industry Star ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]I made a seductive pose and listened to the shutter sounds as Bastien snapped a bounty of photos of my lace clad ass. I had taken Mr Clemond’s advice and set up my own blog with Bastien’s help. He was happy to assist me since it would mean more business for the both of us. There were a lot of girls who resorted to showing a lot of skin on their persona blogs to make a living, but it was Bastien’s skills that put me above the crowd. Well I can’t give Bastien all the credit, having an app to make me young, beautiful and unquestionably attractive helps.
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~ End - Online Sex Star ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]I carried the heavy box over to the photocopier where I dropped it on the floor and began unloading the stacks of paper from inside it into the machine. I never expected business to pick up so quickly. It had been a full year since I encouraged Chloe to make her own company and now she, my dad and I were running it. I’d become a full-time employee the moment I graduated and honestly this was probably the best outcome for my poor school life. I had an important role in a small company that was growing every day. This business was going places and while the mysterious phone app that had led to its creation was long since lost, I was still able to contribute to the company’s success.
“Joe when you’re done I want you to proof some business emails.” Chloe walked past giving me my next task. When in the office her mind was always on business matters. Back then I knew she had the talent to make this happen and I was glad I encouraged her to do so.
~ End - A family business ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I sent him the message and waited for a reply. After a minute it came.
“Jeez you’re so jealous. Fine I’ll keep her all to myself.” Alright now he was pissing me off. At least he’d stop sending me photos. He was on thin ice, if he shoved the fact he was dating Cassidy in my face once more that ice would break.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You warn Dave but he responds by calling you jealous. You're getting irrated by him now.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|DaveK2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I deleted the message without sending. If he got himself into trouble then he’d just have to get himself out of it again. I spent some time browsing the internet after doing my homework, checking social media as most teenagers my age do. There was nothing worth commenting on and after an hour I was ready to head to bed. I took one last look at my social media feed and that was when I saw it.
“Dave you’re the world’s biggest idiot.” A single picture was spreading like wildfire among the boys at my school, a picture of <<click "a naked Cassidy">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/CassidySelfie.png]]<</replace>><</click>> standing naked with her phone pointed against her mirror. It was photo obviously intended for Dave, he may have even tried to send it to me, regardless someone else had gotten a hold of it and now it was everywhere. I wanted nothing to do with the mess Dave and just caused, but as my phone began to ring I got the feeling I was being dragged into it.
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“Yo,” I answered casually pretending to know nothing about it.
“What the fuck man? Why did you share that photo?”
“What photo? The one you sent me an hour ago?”
“No the one I sent you five minutes ago!” So Dave had tried to send me it.
“You only sent me one photo mate.”
“What? Hold on let me check…” I waited. I had a good guess what had happened. “Oh fuck! I fucked up.”
“Let me guess, someone else texted you, but you forgot and sent a photo to the person top of your recent messages list thinking it was me?”
“...” No response. I was probably right then. I’d made that mistake once. I usually had Dave top of my recent messages list and had accidently sent someone else a message intended for him. Fortunately it was only Chloe and it wasn’t anything embarrassing. It was nowhere near as bad as what Dave had just done.
“I sent it to Mike… and he probably sent it to Conner…” And within minutes all the boys in our year had it. Cassidy had probably seen the photo by now as well.
“You better start apologising now,” I warned.
“I’m sorry.”
“Not to me, to Cassidy. If you start kissing her ass now she might not bring a flamethrower to school tomorrow.”
“You can fix this right? You can use the app and…” I stopped caring. He seriously wanted me to clean up his mess. True I did bear some responsibility and I did feel sorry for Cassidy. Dave had just demonstrated an inability to keep secrets, it would be best to clean this entire thing up before it got any worse.
“Alright, tomorrow I’ll sort this all out.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You hold off sending him a warning and as a result he does excatly what you predicted he would. A photo he intended to send you is now spreading like wildfire across social media, showing everyone in school Cassidy's naked body. Looks like you'll need to cover up his mess.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|DaveK1bE]]
<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>On Friday morning the entire school met for an assembly. It was an opportunity for the principal to address the school and make announcements. It was the only time you’d ever find the entire student body in one place which was exactly what I needed. I’d already made my preparations so when the time came I simply walked onto the stage at the same time as the principal. Instead of him speaking I did.
“Alright nobody leave, nobody move, nobody say anything.” I had mass targeted the entire hall with the poser. Whispers turned to silence as everyone obeyed my order. “Now there is a picture of Cassidy floating around that you will all delete should you have it saved. Anyone with the picture on your phone will delete it right now. I saw several boys from my year take out their phones to delete Cassidy’s photo. “Now, you will all forget that picture exists once you’ve deleted it. You will ignore any attempt made by anyone to talk to you about it. You will erase any saved conversation you had regarding it. Should someone absent have that photo you will sent me a message saying who they are, then delete the message and forget you sent it. When I leave this hall you will forget that I was on the stage. You’ll not remember anything I told you, but will carry out my order when the situation arises.” That about should fix it, now there was only one thing left to say. “Dave and Cassidy are not dating. Everyone, including Dave and Cassidy should forget they are. Also forget everything you know about the Reborn app Dave. Just carry on like the past few days have been normal and uneventful.” With that I was done. I got off the stage and left the room. The principal resumed talking and everyone listened to him unaware I’d ever been there. They wouldn’t speak of Cassidy’s photo and when they got home they’d all remove it from anywhere they had shared it. Dave forgot all about the Reborn app and everything we’d done with it. I made sure of this by using the memory alteration feature on him. I still felt bad for Cassidy so I turned her body back to how it was three days ago to remove any trace she had ever slept with Dave.
The past week had definitely taught me a lesson or two, at the end of the day though the only thing that was really different was that I now had the full arsenal of the Reborn app at my fingertips. I’d get to know the features a little better over the weekend then on Monday it would be a brand new adventure.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You clean up the mess by controlling the schoool long enough to erase the photo and also their memories of it. You also make Dave forget about the Reborn app since he can't be trusted with knowing about it.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]
<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>When I arrived at the classroom for morning rollcall Dave was already there. Both hands were on his phone rapidly typing into the messenger. I didn’t feel like talking to him but that didn’t stop him talking to me.
“Joe!” Dave noticed I’d arrived and quickly put away his phone and approached. “So about tonight, should we meet at mine or yours?”
“What’d you mean?” I knew what he meant, but I needed him to walk into my trap.
“Tonight, you’re going to help me with Cassidy.” Like a flaming bag of shit he stepped on it.
“Help you? I thought you had this completely under control? What do you need my help with.”
“Haha very funny. You need to transform me into hot me. If I had the power I’d do it myself but you’re the one who has the power so you need to help me.” Need to? Was I suddenly obliged to help him?
“Nope. You seem perfectly capable of handling this yourself.”
“Oh c’mon stop being jealous that I’m dating Cassidy.” I snapped. I wasn’t going to help him only for him to throw it back in my face. I hid my anger though so he wouldn’t know what was coming.
“Fine, I’ll help.”
“Sweet, okay we can meet at mine this evening.” So naïve, he had no idea what was really thinking.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You talk to Dave that morning but he continues to rub the fact he's dating Cassidy in your face. To decide to pretend to help him but have ulterior plans.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>One way to shut Dave up was to make him less eager to talk about what went on in the bedroom between him and Cassidy. As planned I met Dave afterschool at his home where I transformed him back into his more handsome alter ego. Naturally to do this I had to recopy the two people who made up Dave’s new body meaning the one I’d used was gone forever. I just settled for using the body alteration feature on myself instead. Once evening rolled around we headed out to the club we had agree to meet Cassidy and her friends at. Dave was smiling blissfully unaware of how his evening would turn out.
Getting into the club again required the use of the Reborn app. This time however I just used the poser to make the bouncers give me and Dave a pass, skipping the long Friday night line. We ordered some drinks, found a comfy spot and waited for Cassidy.
Almost an hour after she was meant to arrive she finally appeared in the club. A sparkling silver dress was moulded around her slim figure. Dave jumped to his feet and like a dog going after its favourite toy ran up to her. They kissed as Cassidy’s group dispersed to find alcohol.
“Be more forceful with him,” I whispered with Cassidy targeted with the poser. Instantly she grabbed Dave by the tie and pulled him in even closer. He couldn’t break the kiss if he wanted and it wasn’t until they needed air did their lips finally separate.
“He’s your property. You can do with him whatever you want. Be as rough with him as you want.” I kept on whispering Cassidy instructions to spice up Dave’s evening with her. At one point he tried to flirt with one of Cassidy’s friends but Cassidy wasn’t having it. She grabbed his tie again despite him having just fixed it and forced him to look at her. I don’t know what she said but Dave submissively nodded. She began walking towards another part of the club and Dave followed as if she had him on a lease. This was rich; I couldn’t wait to see how it ended.
Unfortunately I wouldn’t get the chance to see it. As the night went on Dave was still leashed to Cassidy. When it came time to head home it was clear they’d be heading home together. I didn’t have much time left so I quickly targeted Cassidy with the poser again to give her one last command.
“Remember, you’re the one in charge. Don’t be his bitch, make him your bitch… oh and record that shit and send it to Joe after.” If she followed through I’d have enough dirt on Dave to fill a landfill. The group split up and I headed home alone eagerly awaiting the arrival of Cassidy’s home video.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>At the club you give Cassidy orders to make her more dominant. It's amusing to watch but at the end of the night they head home together. You order Cassidy to send you a recording of their night eager to see how she treated Dave.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|DaveK3aEnd]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>His relation with Cassidy was the bane of my existence so the solution was obvious; I’d make her ditch him. It would be no fun just to order her to do that directly, plus even Dave might figure out I was behind it. No I’d make him screw up so badly that she’d view his alter ego with the same regard she viewed the real Dave.
As planned I met Dave afterschool at his home where I transformed him back into his more handsome alter ego. Naturally to do this I had to recopy the two people who made up Dave’s new body meaning the one I’d used was gone forever. I just settled for using the body alteration feature on myself instead. Once evening rolled around we headed out to the club we had agree to meet Cassidy and her friends at. Dave was smiling blissfully unaware of how his evening would turn out.
Getting into the club again required the use of the Reborn app. This time however I just used the poser to make the bouncers give me and Dave a pass, skipping the long Friday night line. We ordered some drinks, found a comfy spot and waited for Cassidy.
Almost an hour after she was meant to arrive she finally appeared in the club. A sparkling silver dress was moulded around her slim figure. Dave jumped to his feet and like a dog going after its favourite toy ran up to her. They moved in to kiss as Cassidy’s group dispersed to find alcohol.
“You've forgotten how to kiss,” I whispered with the poser locked on Dave. What ensued was a mess as Cassidy did all the work while Dave looked at her completely at a loss. Cassidy broke away unimpressed with Dave’s lack of intimacy. He tried to impress her by taking her to the dance floor. Dave was surprisingly a good dancer normally, but tonight for ‘mysterious’ reasons he was stumbling all his moves.
“Are you alright?” Cassidy was showing concern for Dave’s poor performance. I felt bad for him so removed my orders allowing him to get back into it. I wasn’t done yet though, I still had one last order for him. With Dave back in the grove Cassidy was warming up to him again. At the end of the night she invited him back to his place which was what I was waiting for.
“You won’t be able to get your dick hard tonight no matter what you do. It’ll stay flaccid the whole night.” With that final order I put my phone away. I pretended to be on Dave’s side and wished him luck in his conquest. He’d need it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You sabotage Dave at ever turn at the club. He leaves Cassidy bored and unimpressed. They head home together but you make sure Dave won't be satisfying her in bed.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|DaveK3bEnd]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I wonder how Cassidy would react if she knew who the handsome man really was. The biggest problem would be getting Cassidy alone without Dave noticing. It would be too obvious if I called her out. If it was a teacher wanting to speak with her though that would be another matter.
“I’ve got it.” I snapped my fingers. If I swapped bodies with the guidance councillor it would be easy to have a private conversation with Cassidy. After roll call was done and dusted I snuck away to find my target. The guidance councillor had her office tucked away in a side corridor opposite the school nurses office. The school’s resident delinquents regularly came through to the nurse’s office to pretend they had a stomach ache and sleep on one of her comfy beds. I knocked on the guidance councillor’s office hoping she was in.
“My door’s always open,” a soft voice replied. I opened the door and stepped into the very friendly room. It was intended to be as welcoming as possible as this was where students came if they wanted to tell an adult their problems with full confidence it would be kept secret. In the centre were two brown sofas was a coffee table between them.
“Sit down Joe.” She knew my name and I knew hers.
“Thanks Ms Spurs.” The young and undeniably beautiful woman had the hearts of several boys and single teachers alike. I wouldn’t mind giving her body a test drive but that wasn’t why I was here, oh wait, yes it was. I swiftly pulled out my phone and performed a simple body swap followed by some poser commands.
“You will go to class under the belief that you are and always have been me. You’ll return to this room during morning break.” There we go. I added a few safe guards then I sent her on her way. Next I left as well to find Cassidy. I had a good guess as to what class she would be in. I guessed correctly and adopted Ms Spurs mannerisms by gently knocking on the door.
“Excuse me,” I spoke softly. “May I speak with Cassidy?”
“Of course,” replied a lovestruck single teacher. Cassidy gave me a questioning look as she got up out of her seat.
“Whatever you’ve heard I didn’t do it.” I hadn’t even said anything.
“Let’s speak in my office.” I led her back to my private office. Just like when I had entered I instructed her to sit down on the brown sofa.
“So what’s this all about?” Cassidy showed no respect or even nervousness towards me.
“There has been a rumour… from several sources… that you were out clubbing last night and afterwards…” Cassidy suddenly cut me off.
“Alright so my friends are all liars. You should know better than to believe jealous rumours. Can I go now?” She was a pain to deal with even as a teacher. Well time to change my approach.
“Cassidy please don’t lie.”
“I’m not lying. Everyone else is. I take offence to you calling me one!”
“Cassidy, what if I told you that I was there? I know the man you slept with and he told me what happened directly.”
“Oh bullshit, that’s impossible. They wouldn’t let an old hag like you in the club.” Christ she was beyond rude. Ms Spurs still had most of her youth. She’d been only at the school a year and had come here straight after college.
“I could pull boys in that club easier than you can!” I retorted. “Plus I have this.” I held up my phone. Cassidy continued to pretend she had no interest, then suddenly as if a switch had been flipped she became very interested.
“What do you mean? What’s so special about your phone?” Her not giving a shit façade had suddenly vanished into thin air. Interesting.
“It has the power to do anything.”
“Show me!” She believed that far too easily. Something was up.
“You seem experienced with what I’m talking about.” My comment shocked her.
“That’s silly. Anyway I’m leaving.” Now she was trying to make a hasty retreat. My suspicions grew.
“Hold on Cassidy.” I targeted her with the poser. “Sit back down. Now tell me what’s the rush.”
“I’m worried you have the Reborn app and might use it on me… ah… fuck you’re doing that right now.” Out of nowhere she had used a name she shouldn’t know.
“Tell me how you know about the app?” Had Dave let slip that it existed. No that didn’t seem like it.
“Because I had it before you did.” She what?
“I order you to tell me the truth. When and for how long did you have the Reborn app.”
“Six months ago and for a full week. I discovered it on a Monday and lost it the following Monday. Listen Ms Spurs maybe we can make a deal… or rather I guess this is an appeal since you hold all the cards.” I sensed Cassidy was very familiar with how the app worked as her words suggested she fully understood the situation she was in. If she’d had it for a full week, and was in the same situation as me then she would.
“So you now understand that I am fully aware of what happened last night?”
“This again? You can swap bodies, change appearance, copy memories, force people to obey you, and you want to bring up what I did with that fucking stud last night?” She was fully aware of what the app could do. For safety I was keeping her targeted with the poser in case I needed to quickly pacify her.
“That stud from last night? Oh you mean Dave.”
“Dave? His name is Mike.”
“He told you his name was Mike. His real name is Dave. He goes to this school actually. In fact you have a few classes with him.” I saw the cogs turn as the realisation hit her.
“You mean worthless piece of shit Dave from my class turned into… and he and I… Give me that!” She tried to grab the app but she was bound by the order to sit down so failed catastrophically. She had no idea that I was Joe or what my involvement was so I decided to make something up.
“I’ve been using the app to help your fellow students with their problems. Dave came to me requesting some help with impressing girls. I thought if he was able to ‘get laid’ as you say he’d show improvement in class. I didn’t intend for you to be the subject of his desire. I’ve made a mistake but I decide to get your input on how I should handle this.”
“Give me your phone and I’ll sort it out myself.” Hah! No hope.
“It is my duty to moderate this power. That was why it was given to me.”
“Sounds like a shitty waste of potential.” Cassidy was staring at me trying to decide how to proceed. She knew what the app could do and Cassidy being Cassidy would no doubt want to steal it. I’d have to change that once her back was turned. The last thing I wanted was for her to acquire the app, especially when she already knew how to fully use it. Honestly the fact this app had existed prior to me obtaining it was still a huge revelation. I wonder what she did with it? Six months ago I was too depressed to really notice much of what was happening around me.
“I can’t believe I let that bastard fuck me. It wasn’t really my first time by the way. My body is… was physically a virgin but that was because of the app.” I didn’t really care. Dave was the one who thought there was some special pride to be had in taking someone’s virginity.
“Let’s get back on track. Dave currently has no idea this conversation is happening. He also tells me you two have been keeping in touch.”
“Yeah I planned to go out tonight with Mike… but fuck that I’m not sleeping with him. Hey you caused this mess, swap bodies with me and get rid of him.” Having recently swapped bodies with Ms Spurs I knew what Cassidy’s goal was. When swapping bodies my phone stayed in the hand of the body that had been holding it. If I swapped with Cassidy that would mean she’d have my phone and probably instantly use it on me. She was persistent I’ll give her that.
“I… can’t swap my body with a student. It would be unprofessional.”
“Fine. Give me some time to think about it then. I’ll decide on a fitting punishment for him.” That would work for me as well.
“Okay. You are free to go. Come back and see me during lunch.” I freed her from staying here but also planted the order for her to come back during lunch. She got up and left but once she was gone I got to work issuing some more orders that I didn’t want her to be aware off. My top priority to making her give up trying to steal the app from me. If she had no interest in stealing the app then she wouldn’t continuously try to do so. It was still shocking to me to hear that Cassidy had previously owned the app.
“Unbelievable. That’s changes everything but also nothing.” My understanding of the app had changed but my goal hadn’t. As for what Dave’s punishment would be, I was giving Cassidy free choice on that one. I hoped she’d come up with something creative. Since she had previously owned the app she should have some good ideas.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You pretend to a be a staff member so you can tell Cassidy the truth without her knowing it was you.<<endif>><img id="banner" src="images/Day5schoolcard.png">
[[Next|DaveK4c]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>That morning my phone beeped at the usual time but it wasn’t because of the Reborn app. I’d received an alert that a video had been shared with me online from Cassidy. With high expectations I opened it up and <<click "enjoyed the show.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/CassidyDaveScene.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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I laughed. I laughed so hard when I saw it that Hana came to investigate. Obliviously I couldn’t show her the cause of my amusement. The entire video Dave was at Cassidy’s mercy as she whipped him while dressed in a black latex get up. I didn’t even know why Cassidy had all that stuff in her home, but it was still funny seeing her use it on Dave. At some point Dave was going to need me to turn him back so I sat back and awaited his distress call.
The call came just after ten. He wanted me to meet him at a half-way point between our homes. I quickly put on my shoes and headed out.
“Hey Dave,” I greeted. He was standing next to a park bench. I sat down next to him then invited him to do the same.
“I’ll pass, I really want to return to normal.” And rob me of my fun?
“Sure let me just… oh…”
“What’s oh? Is something wrong.”
“My batteries dead.” I showed him my phone and tried to switch it on. It didn’t start. What Dave didn’t know was that I was faking it. My phone was fully charged but just turned off.
“What? Why didn’t you charge it?”
“I thought I did. I guess I didn’t plug it in right. No worries, let’s just head back to mine.” Dave didn’t really have a choice. We headed back to mine and headed up to my bedroom. On the way we encountered Chloe in the hallway and of course idiot Dave greeted her like he knew her.
“Hey Chloe,” he greeted. “Looking good.”
“Hello…” She replied quizzically.
“This is Steven from school; we’re working on some homework together.” I quickly covered for my idiotic friend. I pulled him into my room before he could cause more trouble. I plugged in my phone but it would take time to gain enough charge for the app to work, or so I told him.
“Why are you standing?” I asked hiding that I knew why. His ass was probably still too sore. Cassidy had given his ass plenty of attention last night.
“I um…” He tried to come up with something. “Have a cramp; I want to keep my legs straight.”
“Dave that isn’t a thing. Stop being stupid and sit down.” He didn’t have a response so slowly lowered himself into my desk chair. This was rich, I wanted to show him the video and see his expression, but that would reveal I had something to do with what happened last night.
“So how was your night with Cassidy?”
“Great, really great. We had sex and stuff.”
“And stuff?”
“Normal stuff. Nothing kinky.” Even if I didn’t know the truth I’d be able to tell he was hiding something.
“When’s the next date?” My orders to Cassidy weren’t one night only. She’d continue treating Dave the way she had last night until I told her otherwise.
“Um… next week… Maybe. I'm thinking of breaking up with her." While he was dating Cassidy still I’d have to keep on helping him out with transformation. A break up would be easier for me. I was hoping to have her dress Dave up in a dog costume next and have him bark for her. Oh well. I turned my phone on and turned Dave back to normal since enough time had passed.
“Thanks man. I need to get home so I’ll see you Monday.”
“See you Monday.” The new week would bring more opportunities to use the app.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You recieve the video you ordered Cassidy to send you and it causes you to fall into a fit of laughter. Later you meet Dave and tease him a little. He announces he might break up with Cassidy and heads home after you return him to normal.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>My wakeup call from Dave came at the time I usually receive Reborn app update notices. It seemed that I wouldn’t be getting anymore updates. I read Dave’s message but it was very simple. He wanted me to meet him in the park between our houses so I got dressed and headed out.
I found him sitting on a bench looking down at his feet. Since nobody was around I quickly turned him back to normal.
“That isn’t the face someone should be making after a night of sex.” I sat down next to him.
“Yeah… Joe have you ever had a problem getting it hard?”
“What you mean?”
“I mean, last night we were naked and I was horny as fuck but I just couldn’t get it up.”
“Erectile dysfunction is perfectly normal.”
“Erectile dys… Oh is that what that means?” Did he seriously not know what that term meant?
“Yes. Erectile as in erect and dysfunction as in not working right.”
“So it is perfectly normal.” Dave had suddenly cheered up. Jeez it sure would be nice to have his outlook on life sometimes.
“So when’s the next date?” I had to push this conversation forward.
“I’m not sure there will be a next date after last night. She was pretty pissed with me about being unable to satisfy her. Oh well, plenty more fish in the sea and all that. Well in hindsight maybe I was being a bit conceited.”
“Yes, yes you were.”
“Well I apologise. Now excuse me I need to get home.” Dave stood up. “I’ll catch you at school on Monday.”
“See you.” Dave left. After he was gone I took out my phone to look at the Reborn app. Another week would soon start, this one had been pretty interesting and hopefully so would the next one.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You meet Dave the next morning to return him to normal. He is pretty down about what happened but quickly cheers up. His relationship with Cassidy won't be continuing however.<<endif>>
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<<set $update5 = "yes">><<set $gender to "male">><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Good morning Chloe,” I greeted as I arrived in the kitchen. I pulled out a chair and sat down in my new grey trousers that all the boys at Hana's school wore.
“Good morning Alice,” Chloe replied. She smiled at me believing that I was and always had been attending Hana's school. The app had updated again that morning. The newest feature was a rather impressive one that allowed me to alter my very existence to match whatever body I was in. It was hard to explain but it essentially allowed me to change all memories and records of me so fabricate a new backstory. As such I'd changed the world so that I was now a student at Hana's school. The only downside was it killed my battery. My phone was plugged into the charger to try and regain those lost power bars.
“Hey bro,” Hana greeted with sass as she entered the kitchen.
“You’re up early,” Chloe remarked.
“I thought I’d take after my brother a little,” Hana winked. She knew the truth but she was the only one. When using the ‘Mass Memory Alteration’ as it was called I could select who would be unaffected by it. Obviously I had selected myself and Hana to keep our memories. Hana’s school had a high female to male ratio but nobody would notice an extra boy. The power of the app I could walk right through those gates this morning without so much as an odd stare. I took my time to eat my breakfast and watched the minutes pass by. The clock reached the point that I would usually head out the door to catch my bus, but since I no longer went to that school and I got dropped off by Chloe just like Hana, I had an extra half hour to kill.
I arrived at Hana’s… I mean my school and walked through the gate with the tide of similarity dressed students. The atmosphere really was different from my old school.
“I wonder how other people will view you,” Hana pondered. What kind of memories of me had everyone been given? Would some see me as a friend, or would I just be a boy who’s always been there in the background? When I arrived in class I got my answer. Nobody paid me any attention as they went about their morning gossiping. I wasn’t until Hana tried to talk with me other people begin to acknowledge my existence.
“Hana did you do your homework for Mrs Scribb’s class?” A pink haired girl asked.
“Is that today? Can I copy yours Julia?”
“I wanted to copy yours! What about you Joe? Did you get it done?” Funnily enough, I had. The Mass Memory Alteration had changed all my school books to reflect those of Hana’s school. My maths homework book which was usually filled with Mrs Clark’s legalised torture was now filled with exercises given by Mrs Scribb. Hana had help me do it on Wednesday so when I changed the world it got changed as well. It was pretty cool that the app could do that… a bit scary actually. I couldn’t even begin to understand the mechanics behind that. It was human nature to fear what you didn’t understand there was a lot I didn’t understand about the Reborn app. It was mystery for another time, right now my priority was figuring out why Hana’s friend had suddenly transferred out of class. In fact she had assisted me a little as it meant there was a free seat in the classroom for me to claim.
Hana assisted me in getting my bearings and soon we were ready to start investigating.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You alter the world so that you may go to school with Hana. You t<<endif>>
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<<set $update5 = "yes">><<set $gender to "female">><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Good morning Chloe,” I greeted as I arrived in the kitchen. I pulled out a chair and adjusted my new skirt as I sat down.
“Good morning Alice,” Chloe replied. She smiled at me believing that I was and always had been a girl named Alice. The app had updated again that morning. The newest feature was a rather impressive one that allowed me to alter my very existence to match whatever body I was in. It was hard to explain but it essentially allowed me to change all memories and records of me so that everyone would believe I was who I wanted to be. In this case I wanted everyone to believe I was a girl named Alice who attended the same school as Hana.
“Hey sister,” Hana greeted with sass as she entered the kitchen.
“You’re up early,” Chloe remarked.
“I thought I’d take after my sister a little,” Hana winked. She knew the truth about who I was but she was the only one. When using the ‘Mass Memory Alteration’ as it was called I could select who would be unaffected by it. Obviously I had selected myself and Hana to keep our memories. Hana's school had a high girl to boy ratio so being a girl would assist me in fitting in. With the power of the app I could walk right through those gates this morning without so much as an odd stare. Really there was only one drawback and that was using the app’s Mass Memory Alteration completely killed the battery. My phone was plugged in charging at the moment but I didn’t have long before school. I took my time to eat my breakfast and watched the minutes pass by. The clock reached the point that I would usually head out the door to catch my bus, but since I no longer went to that school I had an extra half-hour to kill.
I arrived at Hana’s… I mean my school and walked through the gate with the tide of similarity dressed students. The atmosphere really was different from my old school.
“I wonder how other people will view you,” Hana pondered. What kind of memories of me had everyone been given? Would some see me as a friend, or would I just be a girl who’s always been there in the background? When I arrived in class I got my answer. Nobody paid me any attention as they went about their morning gossiping. I wasn’t until Hana tried to talk with me other people begin to acknowledge my existence.
“Hana did you do your homework for Mrs Scribb’s class?” A pink haired girl asked.
“Is that today? Can I copy yours Julia?”
“I wanted to copy yours! What about you Alice? Did you get it done?” Funnily enough, I had. The Mass Memory Alteration had changed all my school books to reflect those of Hana’s school. My maths homework book which was usually filled with Mrs Clark’s legalised torture was now filled with exercises given by Mrs Scribb. Hana had help me do it on Wednesday so when I changed the world it got changed as well. It was pretty cool that the app could do that… a bit scary actually. I couldn’t even begin to understand the mechanics behind that. It was human nature to fear what you didn’t understand there was a lot I didn’t understand about the Reborn app. It was mystery for another time, right now my priority was figuring out why Hana’s friend had suddenly transferred out of class. In fact she had assisted me a little as it meant there was a free seat in the classroom for me to claim.
Hana assisted me in getting my bearings and soon we were ready to start investigating.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You turn into a girl so that you may go to school with Hana. This allows you to easily blend in with the crowd.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>The first person we investigated was the principal. She had an open door policy so students could speak to her anytime she was available. She was a very approachable woman so during private study Hana and I headed to pay her a visit. Her door was slightly ajar as we approached. We knocked and were welcomed inside a second later.
<<if $gender is "female">>“Hello girls, what can I assist you with today?”<<endif>><<if $gender is "male">>“Hello you two, what can I assist you with today?”<<endif>>The principal was a woman past her prime. Approaching her sixtieth birthday she had many years of teaching under her belt.
“Mrs Carolins, there is something I have to ask. What reason did Rachael Clemen have for transferring out?” The welcoming expression turned a little sour. The eye contact Mrs Carolins had been maintaining since we entered was broken.
“You were her friend correct?”
“Yes,” Hana replied. I had the app ready but I wanted to see the natural progression of events first.
“Then I can only recommend you ask her directly. Anything I say would be an invasion of privacy.” I expected things to turn out this way, time to interfere.
“Anything you say to us will be in full confidence. It is only to give us peace of mind, nothing else. So please tell us what you really know.” I spoke with the poser targeting her. I saw the command implant itself as she changed her posture and resumed eye-contact.
“Rachael’s reason for leaving was cited as bullying. She claimed other students were bullying her during recess and before class.” That was what I originally suspected but Hana already claimed she never saw anything of the kind occurring. If Rachael was being bullied then the bullies were being very discrete about it.
“Cyber bullying?” That was the obvious way it could go on without Hana noticing.
“No. She claimed it was during school hours.” Hmm I don’t think I’m getting what I want from this, time to rephrase the question.
“What do you suspect her reason for leaving was?” She gave me a blank expression. Oops questions weren’t orders. “Tell me what you suspect her real reason for leaving was.”
“Sexual misconduct.” I saw those words hit Hana hard.
“What? By who?” Hana asked. No response.
“Answer her,” I ordered.
“A male teacher.”
“Who?” Hana asked again.
“Answer her,” I repeated.
“I don’t know. I… I shouldn’t even be telling you this.” She was beginning to realise something was wrong.
“You didn’t. In fact we were never here.” I changed the function targeting her with the memory function instead. We left and I erased the last five minutes from her memory. As far as she could remember we had never knocked on that door and the conversation never happened.
“Joe, I’m worried.” Mrs Carolins might not remember but Hana did.
“Don’t worry you’ve got your reliable older <<if $gender is "female">><<endif>>sister<<if $gender is "male">>brother<<endif>> to keep you safe.”
“Yeah, I do.” Now back to the task at hand. We knew it was male teacher that we needed to investigate.
“How many male teachers are at this school?” I asked.
“Twelve. Mr Tinker, Mr Rush, M-Mr Daniels!?!”
“Hello girls.” A middle aged teacher had approached us while Hana was listing names. I suspected by the way her voice changed this man was Mr Daniels. “I’m just going to speak with the principal. Are you two meant to be out of class?” He seemed friendly but everyone was a suspect at the moment.
“Private study. We were just heading back now.” Hana talked while I accessed the guy. Straight tie, clean shoes, navy trousers on the tight side and a harmless smile. I wish he’d hurry up and turn his back so I could borrow his memories.
“Well you better get back then.” He wasn’t giving me my chance. Hana and I walked away with his eyes on us the whole time. In my eyes it was an innocent man denying the investigators a search of his house. Was he hiding something, or was that just how we was?
Just when I thought I had a primary suspect fate threw a spanner in the works. A scruffy man walked past me and the smell of a man who hadn’t showered in days hit my nose with force.
“Who's that?” I asked Hana as I looked at his greasy dark hair.
“Mr Finley, he teachs ICT. He’s a little gross. He often gets close during class to explain things and the smell is… potent. You either have a used sock shoved in your nose or a deodorant bomb assuming he’s remembered to use some.” He didn’t look like he should be a teacher. Teachers had to appear neat and tidy, the fact he was allowed to walk around like he was at home suggested he had some leverage that was keeping him on the payroll.
If two suspects wasn’t enough a third soon entered my field of view. Just after morning break was a class with the business and economics teacher Mr Randal. He had the look of a loan shark as he wore a pinstripe suit and had his hair smoothed back. Throughout the lesson he talked about things such as gaining emotional advantages over people and flat out supported taking advantage of people in emotional states.
“Business isn’t a place for you to bring your personal issues. Money is first, second and third in priorities. The ideal employee leaves their heart at home and works as required. Do this and follow the rules and you’ll be an executive in no time.” He was an incredibly hard man to gauge. I got the feeling that if you showed him weakness he’d come after you like a shark. Someone with a complex like his shouldn’t be teaching a school, so why was he?
I was certain one of them must be involved. It time time to decide who to investigate.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You ask the principal some questions then have an unpleasent encounter with Mr Daniels. After a short investigation you decide on three suspects to investigate.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Mr Randal]]</div><<set $dag = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I skipped the next class to go investigate the man I deemed most suspicious. He wasn’t hard to find as he was in his classroom. He had a class but I wouldn’t let that stop me from my investigation. I targeted him with the app and copied his memories. With that I slipped away to go through them. I locked myself in a bathroom stall and transferred the memories to myself. I focused on what I was looking for but it was tough since I knew nothing of the girl I was searching for information about. In my search I began to remember something else. A memory that took place after Rachael’s transfer out. The principal having her suspicions had begun investigating the incident but Mr Daniels stopped her using blackmail. He knew of a secret that would ruin Mrs Carolin's reputation and used it against her.
“Wait…” I was close to the knowledge I wanted. I concentrated and from the mass of memories I pulled the key information. It was Mr Finley. He’d done something to Rachael and Mr Daniels was covering for him. Mr Randal was involved as well. He was the one that caused the situation to happen in the first place by manipulating Rachael. I had to tell Hana what I’d found out. She was still in class however and I couldn’t just march in after missing the first fifteen minutes. I had to wait and catch her as she left. Since I had time I decided to continue going through the memories I’d borrowed. In those memories I found something even more disturbing.
“Oh shit.” He’d bugged the principal’s office. There was a microphone hidden in the leg of her table curtesy of Mr Finley. The conversation from his morning, he’d listened to it. No more waiting. I had to act now. I quickly returned to Hana’s classroom where I also should have been. I peered inside to make sure Hana was safe. I saw her desk but it was empty. Where the hell had she gone? This wasn’t the time to go to the toilet. One of Hana’s classmates disagreed however. The door opened and Milly emerged from the classroom.
“Milly where’s Hana?” I asked. She wasn’t surprised to see me. Perhaps she saw me peeking in and came out to help.
“Mr Daniels was just here. He said he needed to urgently speak with her.”
“Do you know where they went?” Wait why was I asking her? I had the bastard’s memories. I racked my brain hard for the information. Using those memories I worked out the room he had most likely taken Hana. The school housed all of its utilities in a basement layer beneath it. Very people had the key to get down there but Mr Daniels was one of those few. I quickly headed to the nearest door down there. It had been left unlocked almost like I was being invited down. I wasted no time and kept my wits about me as I descended down the dim stairs. The walls had never been painted and the floor never tiled. It was all grey concrete and old flickering lights as the only source of illumination. I walked past a rat trap that had been sprung but never cleaned, disgusting. With Mr Daniels memories merging with him I knew where he would be. I opened the door to a room containing old furniture and I saw Hana lying on an old mattress bound with grey sticky tap. She was awake and tried to call out to me the moment she saw me. Mr Daniels was absent giving me a chance to rescue her.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You investigate Mr Daniels by borrowing his memories. You discover the truth about what is going on but Mr Daniels has kidnapped Hana. You know he will be hiding in the school basement so head down there. You find Hana tied up in a room alone.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Be vigilant|HanaL1]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>There was definitely something odd with Mr Finley. He wasn’t dressing as fit for his job so something must be keeping him here. I headed up to his computer office to see if he was available. He was so I let myself in to ask him some questions.
“Stay seated and only answer my questions,” I ordered him via poser. “Now tell me what you know regarding Rachael’s decision to transfer out a while back.”
“I had nothing to do with it!” He firmly protested. Why was his response so emotional?
“Okay, let me rephrase, did you give her any reason to want to leave school?”
“No! I did what I did because I was afraid to lose her!” That raised an eyebrow. He was fighting the posers control by avoiding saying what I was I wanted to hear.
“What did you do to her?”
“I shared my love with her! Is that so wrong?”
“What does that mean?” I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear the answer.
“I had sex with her. It was entirely consensual. She never said no.” There it was. I thought this guy was a bit of creep but I didn’t expect this. I had to take a moment to rethink my strategy.
“Who knows that you had sex with her?”
“I do.” His will to fight my questions was impressive.
“Tell me the names of everyone who knows!”
“Mr Finley… Rachael… Mr Daniels… No I can’t say!” Too late, I’d heard the truth. I had to take another moment to come to terms with it. So that bastard from before knew as well. I had only a few pieces of the jigsaw, there was still a lot to know I didn’t fancy going through this twisted fucks memories to get them.
“So tell me, am I right in understanding you had sex with Rachael and then Mr Daniels covered it all up?”
“Yes.”
“And he forced Rachael to transfer?”
“Yes… I wanted her to stay… I loved her!”
“So you keep saying.” I had no way to confirm is she loved him back. This guy believed she dd so would just say yes but I had my doubts.
“Tell me, why did Mr Daniels help you?”
“I bugged the principal’s office for him and gave him control over the school’s security system.”
“You bugged the principal’s office!?!” Oh shit. Did that mean he heard what had happened before? We had met him on his way to Mrs Carolin’s office. If he had heard that conversation then… shit.
“You will until I say otherwise, only obey me and do what I tell you to do. You will answer any question I ask you and make no attempt to misguide me.” With him under my control we headed to confront Mr Daniels. The teacher in question wasn’t in his room however. Worse still when I searched for Hana she was also missing. I told Mr Finley to go and ask where she’d gone and he returned to explain Mr Daniels had called for her.
“Tell me, where would he take her?” I was getting worried. Mr Finley told me about the utility floor under the school and he led me down there. The walls down here were bare concrete and the usual tidiness was nowhere to be found. Damp patches showed where water was leaking from the overhead pipes that supplied the school with warm water. In silence Finley led the way to a disused room that old furniture was stored. He had brought Rachael down here on the day he had sex with her. In that same room we found Hana lying on the floor bound by grey sticky tape.
“Hana!” I shouted. She was awake and tried to tell me something but her lips were sealed by the tape. Where was that bastard?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You find Finley and get him to tell you everything. You then have him take you to where Hana is being held. You have him under you complete control and find Hana tied up in the underground utility room.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Send in Finley to free her|HanaL2]]</div><<set $dag = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Mr Randal, I knew very little about him other than he had a lot of complexes. He was worth investigating as he seemed to me like the type of manipulative scum that would force someone to transfer out. I found him in his classroom marking test papers with a smirk on his face. I knocked the door but he didn’t respond. I knocked again and only then did he stop to invite me in.
“What brings you here?” He had his eyes on me reading my body language. I had something that could read him a lot better than he could ever read me.
“Rachael, the girl who transferred out a few months ago. What do you know about that?” I wasn’t using the app yet.
“What do you need me to know?” What? That made no sense. He’s trying to get into my head! I should have known. Time to use the app on him. He watched me take out my phone and said nothing. He probably expected I was going to show him something.
“Okay I’ll ask again. Tell me what role you played in Rachael’s decision to transfer out.”
“I merely advised her that it would be best for her. She’d created quite a mess and it would have been awfully embarrassing for her to have been exposed. Naturally leaving before that could happen was the right course of action. Plus not having her around would keep Finley’s male impulses in check. Having that dog in heat around is rather troublesome, Daniels really should get his pet put down.”
“Why are you telling me this?” He gave me far more information than I needed to hear. Maybe he’d thrown in a lie to confuse me.
“You will not lie to me. Now tell me again in more detail what happened.” And so he told me about Rachael and Mr Finley’s student teacher relationship.
“It was a fun social experiment. I implanted suggestions within them both to make them believe they were in love with one another. Rachael unfortunately began to realise she wasn’t. A court would call it rape, but I disagree. She was strong enough to fight him off, she just chose not to. Mr Daniels had to cover it all up and kept his pet on the payroll; I just observed and said the right times at the right time to make it all go smoothly.” This guy. He was seriously messed up.
“Why are you even a teacher?” I forgot to phrase it as an order but he told me anyway.
“Because I get to be around plenty of emotional unstable teenagers, all with a false sense of self-worth and I get to watch them interact in a way that creates the least efficient outcome possible. It’s an amusement that never gets old. Plus the holidays are great. You seem to have a talent for controlling people, but I’d never take that power for myself as it would rob me from enjoying the utter chaos than a lack of control brings.” He was still under order to only tell me the truth so what he said must have been true. “I’m a rational man, but my associates might not be so rational. If they fear you they’ll take action.”
“Is that a threat?”
“No, I’m just advising you to make sure your sister is safe. If you can’t find her I suggest searching beneath the school in the utility rooms.” Oh no, Hana.
“Wait here and don’t talk to anyone!” I ordered. I rushed out of the room and upon discovering Hana missing headed down to the utility floor under the school.
The housed all of its utilities in a basement layer beneath it. Very people had the key to get down there but Mr Daniels was one of those few. I quickly headed to the nearest door down there. It had been left unlocked almost like I was being invited down. I wasted no time and kept my wits about me as I descended down the dim stairs. The walls had never been painted and the floor never tiled. It was all grey concrete and old flickering lights as the only source of illumination. I walked past a rat trap that had been sprung but never cleaned, disgusting. With Mr Daniels memories merging with him I knew where he would be. I opened the door to a room containing old furniture and I saw Hana lying on an old mattress bound with grey sticky tap. She was awake and tried to call out to me the moment she saw me, but Mr Daniels was absent.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You find Mr Randal and discover his role in what happened to Rachael. He tells you even without the app forcing him to. He tells you to be concerned about Hana. You rush off to find her and discover Mr Daniels has kidnapped her. You find her tied up in a room beneath the school.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Rush Over to her|Dag1]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Be vigilant|HanaL1]]</div><<if $gender is "male">>I ran over to Hana to quickly free her. She continued to give muffled warning cries but I realised too late what they meant. The metal contacts of the stun gun were placed against my neck delivering a crippling electrical shock. I lost control of my muscles and was kicked to the side. I saw Mr Daniels as I fell. I reached for my phone but his foot came down hard on the screen.
“I really can’t have you running around investigating me. I’ve simply too much to lose.” He knelt down using the blue sparks of his stun gun to light up his face. “I don’t know what you did to get the principal to tell you everything but it won’t work on me.”
“Fuck you!” I hissed. I tried to move but he pressed his toy to my skin again and electricity ripped through my body.
“That’s bad manners. You should try to get on my good side now.”
“Do you think you’ll get away with this?”
“Well I’ve gotten away with it before so yes. Really what will your parents think when they hear we caught you two, brother and sister, having sex on school grounds. It’ll be the word of several teachers and students against just you two.”
“Try it.” I was confident his plan would fail. How could a lie ever be believed? Little did I know at the time just how much influence he had. It wasn’t until an hour later when we were both sitting in the police station that I realised nobody believed a word I said. No matter what Hana and I said, we were outnumbered by a number who supported Mr Daniels made up story. In the end we were both forced to transfer out. Worst of all was that he had destroyed my phone back then. The Reborn app was gone but its effect on me remained. The change to history it had made became truth and there was no way to change that. <<if $dag is "yes">>I still had all of the bastard’s memories and sure I could cause some chaos using his online accounts since I knew the password to them all, but that was hardly worth having to live with the knowledge of his life forever stuck in my head.<<endif>><<endif>><<if $gender is "female">>I ran over to Hana to quickly free her. She continued to give muffled warning cries but I realised too late what they meant. The metal contacts of the stun gun were placed against my neck delivering a crippling electrical shock. I lost control of my muscles and was kicked to the side. I saw Mr Daniels as I fell. I reached for my phone but his foot came down hard on the screen.
“I really can’t have you running around investigating me. I’ve simply too much to lose.” He knelt down using the blue sparks of his stun gun to light up his face. “I don’t know what you did to get the principal to tell you everything but it won’t work on me.”
“Fuck you!” I hissed. I tried to move but he pressed his toy to my skin again and electricity ripped through my body.
“That’s bad manners. You should try to get on my good side now.”
“Do you think you’ll get away with this?”
“Well I’ve gotten away with it before so yes. Still this all happened because that useless subordinate of mine couldn’t control his dick. He went as far as to drug two students and rape them both beneath the school. I stopped him as soon as I could and of course the police will me because I’m the only one who isn’t on drugs.” He gave me a creepy smile. “In case you haven’t figured it out, I’m talking about what is about to happen.” I tried to escape but he hit me again with the stun gun then tied me up just like Hana. He left and when he returned he had two things with him, bag and Mr Finley.
“Let’s get started.” He pulled out three needles of who knows what. First he injected Finley, then Hana and finally me. I didn’t remember anything after that. Everything turned to a messy blur until I awoke in a hospital bed with my family next to me. I tried to explain what I remembered but I could barely remember myself. What I was told was that Mr Finley had been arrested after Mr Daniels had discovered him sexually assaulting me and Hana. Mr Randal supported the claim. Anything me and Hana said was written off a drug induced delusion. Rumours of what had happened changed how people saw us and we were both forced to transfer. My phone was destroyed when Mr Daniels stomped on it and with it I also lost the Reborn app. <<if $dag is "yes">>Worse than being stuck as a girl was that I now had to live with that asshole’s memories stuck in my head. At least I could cause some chaos with his passwords.<<endif>><<endif>>
~ Bad End - Corruption and Lies ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I was vigilant. I had yet to enter the room and double checked the corridor to either side of me. Nothing. He was probably inside the room then hiding in the shadows behind an old piece of furniture. He wouldn’t hesitate to attack me and was likely waiting for me to rescue Hana to do so. I racked my brains for answers and one came to me. Hana was desperately trying to tell me something. Time to find out what. I targeted her with the memory function and stole her memories from the past half hour. I remembered clearly being called out of the room by Mr Daniels, being led to somewhere nowhere would see us and being hit on the neck with the stun gun. I also knew where in the room he was hiding now. An old cupboard box just 5 foot from Hana contained inside a lone Mr Daniels who likely still had his stun gun ready and waiting. Knowing that I made my move with a much more powerful weapon. With the app ready I ran at the box and gave it a powerful kick, knocking it into the air and stunning the man inside. He leapt at me with the stun gun crackling but it never reached me.
“Stop!” I ordered and because of the app he had to obey. “Don’t move until I tell you to.” I left him frozen in place as I freed Hana.
“Joe!” She quickly hugged me tightly and I returned her embrace then turned my attention back to her kidnapper. With his memories I had no reason to ask him any questions, the only thing for me to do was to decide how to deal with him.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You remain vigilant and don't rush in. You use your wits to work out a plan then quickly euxucute it. You take Daniels by surprise and disable him with the Reborn app.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Let the justice system punish him|HanaL1Ed1]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Punish him yourself|HanaL1Ed2]]</div>
The justice system existed to deal with people like him. I’d have little trouble giving the police all the evidence they needed against this asshole and his buddies. Mr Daniels was still frozen in place by the app, his stun gun still posed to strike. I didn’t want him blabber mouthing about the app’s power though.
“What a pain.” This would take time to fix. I hoped I actually had enough battery for all the memory altering I had to do.
An hour later the police were leading Mr Daniels out of the school with his hands in cuffs. His associates Finley and Randal followed suit and journalists were already clamouring at the school gate on the scent of a scandal. They’d get their fill which I felt kind of bad about for Hana. She was happy to have finally gotten to the bottom of what really happened to her friend though. When everything was said and done I decided to return to my normal life. I actually preferred my old school to this one. I got rid of the unwanted memories I’d borrowed, the last thing I wanted as them influencing me. The weekend was now fast approaching and after that would be that beginning of a new week filled with possibilities.
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[[Week 2]]I couldn’t forgive him for kidnapping Hana or any of the other stuff he’d done. I ordered him to stay put as I freed Hana. I then used the app to round up Finley and Randal as well. I got them to explain to Hana what they had done to Rachael and needless to say she was pissed. I put their punishment in Hana’s hands and she decided on something appropriate.
“Can this thing copy animal?” Hana asked. She used the copy function on a rat living down here successfully. She then applied that image to all three of the teachers. Just to top things off she changed all of their genders to female. Even I wouldn’t have gone that far with them but Hana was the one hurt most by what they’d done so I didn’t interfere. Her final action was to rewrite history using the function unlocked that morning. When it was done nobody but us and the rats knew the names of the three teachers who had used to teach at this school. The ability to rewrite history so that three people simply didn’t exist was freighting. It really made me wonder about the app’s full potential. It would soon be the weekend so I had a new week coming up where I could find out.
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[[Week 2]]I ran over to Hana to quickly free her. She continued to give muffled warning cries but I realised too late what they meant. The metal contacts of the stun gun were placed against my neck delivering a crippling electrical shock. I lost control of my muscles and was kicked to the side. I saw Mr Daniels as I fell. I reached for my phone but his foot came down hard on the screen.
“I really can’t have you running around investigating me. I’ve simply too much to lose.” He knelt down using the blue sparks of his stun gun to light up his face. “I don’t know what you did to get the principal to tell you everything or how you got my useless suborbinate to obey you but that ends now."
“Fuck you!” I hissed. I tried to move but he pressed his toy to my skin again and electricity ripped through my body.
“That’s bad manners. You should try to get on my good side now.”
"Finley, help me!" My order still stood. Finley approached to help.
"What are you doing? Don't you remember what I did for you." He didn't response since I'd told him to shut up.
"Fine, I'll deal with you myself." Daniels turned on Finley. He crackled the stun gun to try and intimidate him but it failed.
"Kick his ass!" I ordered. Suddenly Finley performed a speedy roundhouse kick with his foot striking Daniels in the side. The stun gun feel from his hand and landed next to me. I quickly grabbed it and used it again Daniels. Soon he was the one subdued by the grey tape.
"Shit." I saw my phone. It was wrecked. I had no way to undo any of the changes I'd made. Mr Finley might never regain his free will and I might not ever be able to return to normal. At least we could ensure that Mr Daniels got what he deserved.
~ Bad End - A confusing mess ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Finley go free my sister!” He obeyed and stepped forward. As he knelt down next to the Hana there was a sudden crackle then from inside a box burst Mr Daniels. He struck his fellow teacher with the stun gun in his hand.
“Mr Finley, consider yourself fired.” He threw in that quip before moving towards me. “So I gauge you have a degree of hypnotic powers. Shame such things will never work on me.”
“Zap yourself.” He pressed the stun gun to his own neck and pulled the trigger. What an idiot, the app’s power was absolute. Well now it was time to decide what to do with these pieces of shit.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You send Finley in and Daniels takes him out with a stun gun. His toy is nothing compared to the app and you subdue him easily.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Let the justice system punish him|HanaL1Ed1]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Punish them yourself|HanaL1Ed2]]</div>
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I added more weight to the bar then Yumi bent down and picked it up. The strain showed on her face but she still managed to get the weights above her head. We were alone in a 24 hour gym later on Friday evening.
“Add more,” she instructed. She was already at 350kg the safety notice warned against putting on anymore. It was unreal how much strength the app could pack into her body. While now incredibly toned, her body was still a normal shape for a schoolgirl. The mad scientist in me would love to open her up and see how so much human strength had been packed inside. We’d boosted her athleticism to the max so she could run a marathon in record breaking time if she wanted. That wasn’t what she wanted though. She didn’t make herself strong to show off, she did it to fight crime by beating up criminals.
“Your turn.” She swapped with me. Like with her I’d boosted my body to the max. When it came to lifting the weight, I too lifted it above my head when before I’d never have been able to get it off the ground for even a split-second.
“Amazing.” I felt so empowered. At that moment the doors of the 24 hour gym opened and two buff guys entered. Normally it would be intimidating to near them, but I felt that in a fist fight we’d be the ones who came out on top so the usual fear wasn’t there. I almost wanted to challenge them to brawl just to test out my body. However we weren’t here to fight them. Yumi and I left as we’d done what we came to do and that was test out our new strength.
“I can’t wait to clean up the streets.” Yumi was pumped. She looked around hoping that maybe someone would just happen to be causing trouble nearby but unfortunately all was quiet.
“Maybe we should head into the city. It’s a Friday so drunken behaviour is dime a dozen,” I explained to her. There was one part of the city that was notorious for being rough. I didn’t want to say it, but if we headed down there dressed as we were now we’d attract a lot of negative attention.
“Hmm. You seem to know this city better so I’ll just follow you.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You and Yumi go to a 24 hour gym after the convention finishes for the day to test how strong the app can make you. Feeling empowered you decide to head into town to test things out.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Dangerous part of town|Mahou2a]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Quite part of town|Mahou2b]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I suggested we head downtown where we’d be sure to run into trouble. Yumi agreed so we hopped on a bus and headed to the part of town most people tended to avoid on Friday nights.
“I’ve never been to this part of town before.” Yumi made light conversation as we travelled.
“I was here last Sunday to pick up a new phone battery. A friend of mine works for an electrical shop so he got me a good deal.”
“And then on Monday you discovered a weird phone app with magic powers.” I gave her comment some thought. It seemed unlikely my new battery had anything to do with the appearance of the Reborn app, but the dates did match up. No point worrying about it now, my friend will have closed up shop for the day by now.
Our bus soon arrived at its stop. We stepped out onto the dark street with the bus driver hesitant to actually let us go.
“You two know where you’re going?” He asked concerned for our safety.
“Don’t worry, we’re meeting friends close by,” Yumi lied. The driver shut the door and drove off. Almost immediately we were approached by a guy in a large coat.
“You kids wanna buy some sugar?” The ‘sugar’ in question was a bag of white powder I was sure wasn’t actually sugar. Yumi had never been offered drugs before so was surprised by the sudden offer.
“Who’s your supplier?” I asked. I’d dealt with these people before. The dealer simply walked off without answering my question. He knew he wasn’t going to make a quick buck from us so didn’t bother continuing. Transforming a single dealer wouldn’t have any real impact so we left him go.
We headed deeper into the more troubled part of the city. Homelessness was abundant here with old buildings effectively being used as slums. Loud music boomed from every direction as people use their own music to drown out the music of their neighbours.
“I didn’t realise our city was like this.” Yumi was surprised by what she saw.
“After the divorce my dad and I were forced to move into one of the cheap apartment blocks here. Living here is not pleasant.” I never wanted to go back to that life. More than anything I was thankful for Chloe for moving my dad and me into her house and getting us out of that shitty apartment. I hadn’t come here to dwell on that though. A van drove by blasting music out of its open windows. It suddenly spun round not far ahead of us and drove straight for us. The action took us both by surprise but I was more prepared for it than Yumi. I dodged but the van hit Yumi at about 10mph and knocked her over. The doors immediately were pulled open and masked men in gang colours jumped out. Their intention was clear, this was a kidnapping and Yumi and I were the targets. To them we were easy targets, but to use they were the ones who were the easy targets. I threw a punch aimed at man closest to me and connected with his nose. There was a crunch as his nose broke from the impact. I manoeuvred myself to deliver an elbow strike to the ribs of the next man, cracking a rib with an accurate strike then focused on the last of the three who’d come for me. This guy was the largest of the three and had some protection. Strength alone wouldn’t beat him but fortunately I’d also modified my mind with the app. A lack of fear or nervousness meant that I saw things slower than one would in this situation. He lunged towards me and I stepped past then struck him in the back of the knee. He tripped and hit the curb but quickly tried to get back up. Another man was slammed into the front of the van as his fight with a recovered Yumi went sour. The driver got out trying to turn the situation around but he was the driver for a reason. A single hit knocked him out cold. Those still able to fight pulled out knives but I grabbed a pipe and used it to disarm them. The big guy got up again bleeding from the chin. I threw out a punch aiming for his cheek but he caught my fist. He smiled thinking he’d won but soon he was being pushed back by my strength. He tripped on the same curb and went falling backwards, hitting his head on the hard road. The van engine roared to life. Someone had gotten back into the van and reversed a little before flooring it towards me. They unfortunately didn’t notice what was next to me. I jumped backwards and the van smashed straight into the fire hydrant that got lodged underneath it spraying water upwards into the van’s underbelly. Five men injured with water flooding onto the street. I didn’t want to say it but our first vigilante battle against street crooks had gotten a little out of hand.
“Should we call the police?” I asked Yumi. We’d have a tough time explaining it to them though.
“Nope.” She came over to me and ‘borrowed’ my phone. She targeted the five men that had attacked us and began issuing orders.
“You will not commit crimes. You will not intentionally cause other people harm. You’ll be better to those around you. You help those who need help. You will become good, upstanding members of society.” She then switched to the personality modifier to change their behaviour as well. When she finished she handed me back my phone and gave me a smile at a job well done. My phone still had plenty of battery left so we continue on our mission. We searched the streets for trouble and more often than not trouble found us. The result was always the same. We fought, we won and we re-educated those we defeated. Occasionally we took a few deep cuts or bruises but Reborn app healed up instantly each time. By morning the app had had enough of our shenanigans though and the battery on my phone was near empty. There was no sense in beating people up if we couldn’t ‘purify’ them as Yumi put it so we headed home.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>While roaming the dangerous part of town you get ambushed by a gang. You quickly fight back and kick their asses as they are caught off guard by your new raw power. Afterwards Yumi uses the app to turn them into upstanding citizens.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Mahou2a2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I suggested we stick to the more civil parts of town. Yumi agreed so we walked to where even noise complaints were a rarity.
“This is pretty nice,” Yumi said. This part of town had a lot of trees planted in the sidewalk with those fences around them. The shops had shut but many didn’t even have metal shutters. They just locked their glass doors in the confidence that the police would show up within a minute of an alarm being tripped.
“I used to walk through this area if I was going to be home late. It’s nice now but the Christmas period is even better. There is usually a crepe stand on there and… sorry I’m getting side tracked.” I had fond memories of this city. Well fond and not so fond but I associated this part of town with the fond ones.
“Oh? What other secrets does this city have? I don’t really come out this far at night.”
“I didn’t have a choice. After the divorce my dad and I were forced to move into one of the cheap apartment blocks downtown. Living there is not pleasant.” I never wanted to go back to that life. More than anything I was thankful for Chloe for moving my dad and me into her house and getting us out of that shitty apartment. I hadn’t come here to dwell on that though. We were here to fight crime.
To do that however we needed crime to fight. We searched for an hour but there wasn’t even the slightest hint of illegal activity.
“No drug dealings, public drinking or even anti-social behaviour. How boring!” Yumi complained. We sat down on a bench and listened out for anything. Suddenly a car turned the corner and slowly drove down the street. As it approached us the car slowed and lowered the window. Yumi was ready to fight, but that was far from the driver’s intention.
“Excuse me. Have you seen a young girl around here?” He sounded panicked.
“No but we can help you look,” Yumi replied. The driver paused then decided to accept our help.
“She’s 10 years old. Dark hair and wearing a white coat. If you find her bring her the BNM 24 hour supermarket. Her mother will be there waiting by the entrance.” The driver quickly drove off, continuing to scan the streets.
“You know the area right? Where would she likely have gone?” Yumi was right. This was my city. I could assume the girl had probably gone missing from the supermarket since her mother was still there waiting for her.
“I wonder…” I had a good idea of what might have happened. “Follow me. I’ll explain on the way.” There was a playpark close to the supermarket. There was a wall however between the playpark and the supermarket so you couldn’t actually see it from the supermarket. It was never locked so perhaps the girl had found her way there. Yumi and I arrived a few minutes later. There were two children playing on the slide as an edgy looking teen watched from the bench with music blasting from his headphones. One of the girls perfectly matched the description of the girl we were searching for.
“Well mystery solved,” I announced. It was likely the other girl had probably invited the missing girl to play here while her parents did late night shopping. The teenager was probably meant to be watching them and didn’t realise the other girl was here without her parents’ knowledge.
“You keep watch. I’ll go find a distressed looking woman by the entrance.” Yumi’s plan was solid. I watched the two children play as Yumi left then came back a minute later. The mother was fortunately too happy to see her daughter again to be angry. That part would probably come later.
“Thank you!” She said several times to both me and Yumi. It was nice and we were both glad there wasn’t any real foul play occurring. Soon both parties had left the playpark leaving me and Yumi alone again.
“That was nice,” I began.
“Yeah. I guess we can be heroes without having to be the kick ass kind.” Yumi went silent then suddenly made her declaration. “From now on we’ll be real heroes! Instead of stopping evil we’ll do good.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean charity, volunteering and just generally helping people out. We’ll prevent crime before it happens by being role models.”
That had a nice appeal to it.
“Sure… but will I still have to dress like this?”
“Yes!” No delay. “We need to be recognisable.” Humble Yumi had no intention of being humble.
“Can I at least modify it to be less… revealing?” Yumi looked at me as if to say there was nothing wrong with what we were wearing.
“I guess so. We need something unique. I’ll draw up some designs tonight. We can meet up again tomorrow to…”
“Attend the convention,” I reminded her.
“Ah yes that… unless…” Yumi was silently thinking. That never ended well for me. “I’ve an idea. Arrive at my house super early tomorrow.”
“Which means…”
“Early. I’m going to prepare. There is a lot to do.” She then disappeared into the night. Well she tried to, but she just went to the nearest bus stop which naturally I also went to. She pretended like we were strangers on the way home to maintain some kind of pretence. Sometimes I just didn’t get how her head worked.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You stick to the more peaceful part of town. Not much happens until you assist in finding a lost child. At the end of the night Yumi has an idea and tells you to meet her early tomorrow.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>We were back at the convention centre the next day promoting the game again. It really felt like we were living a double life, promoting a game by day and then fighting crime at night. Would I have imaged this a week ago? No. Would I have imaged this even after getting the Reborn app? Still no. Yumi had shown me a use I wouldn’t have thought off. There was something about beating up criminals that was so satisfying. Yumi however, wasn’t feeling the same satisfaction I was. Since we started work in the morning we had a lunch break at around noon.
“Nobody seems to know what we did,” she complained. “I’ve been checking the news when it’s less busy but there isn’t a mention of us anywhere. I thought heroes would be more publicity than this.”
“The people who attacked us wouldn’t have done so if there was a witnessed standing with their camera out across the street.” Yumi didn’t seem happy with that answer. I could tell she was thinking about something and that to me was worrying.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You return to the convention centre the next day. Yumi isn't pleased that there has been no news coverage of yesterday's events. You aren't sure if this is a good or bad mindset.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Discourage her|Mahou3c]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I couldn’t deny that I also wanted the fame that came with being a superhero.
“Well the easy way to get famous is to take down someone who is infamous. Like if there was a giant monster attacking the town and we defeated then we’d get a ton of press. Sadly giant monsters don’t exist.”
“No, it’s a shame they don’t.” Yumi was still deep in thought. Well so long she consulted me before doing anything I had nothing to worry about. We returned to the booth and continued to happily promote our game. That afternoon we were the busiest we’d been so far and I barely had enough time to speak with everyone who came to see the booth. I expected Yumi to want to continue being a super hero that night but oddly she had other plans.
“Hey want to come back to mine?” I wasn’t expecting her to throw that invite out there.
“What for?” Yesterday she’d only taken me back to her house to transform back to normal.
“I want to have another look at your phone.” So it was about the Reborn app. Well I guess there was no harm in letting her take another look. Maybe we’d learn something.
We returned to normal inside Yumi’s bedroom then plugged my phone back into her computer.
“It’s possible I missed something, and it’s also possible that the recent updates may have made it more visible,” she explained. It sounded like she was just hoping to get lucky as opposed to having an actual plan. I listened to the sound of her tapping her keyboard as I waited. There really wasn’t much else I could do in this situation.
“You mentioned before that the day before you discovered the app you were getting your phone fixed,” she said out of the blue.
“The day before I discovered it? I was just downtown getting my battery changed.” Yumi’s typing paused.
“So the day before you discovered the Reborn app your phone was in a repair shop?”
“Well it was just a battery replacement and it was my friend’s shop. It took like five minutes and he never like accessed my phone. He just took it apart, put in the new battery and handed it back to me. I witnessed the whole process.” Installing a new battery wouldn’t cause a new app to suddenly appear. My friend never had the chance to install it either since I was watching the whole time.
“Hmm normally I’d agree and say that logically it’s impossible he did something then, but then again we are dealing with a power far beyond our understanding.” Yumi opened her desk drawer and pulled out a delicate tool kit. “Still the possibility remains.” She switched off my phone then used her tools to try and open it. ‘Try’ being the key word as she failed.
“Something wrong?” My phone had a design where the back could be slid open but Yumi was struggling to accomplish this simple task. She even put on special gloves for maximum grip but still couldn’t do it. She passed me back my phone since I’d done it before. It was simple to do as I’d done it a few times before. This time however I failed completely.
“Is it fused together?” I strained my face trying to open it but it was utterly impossible. I’d never failed to do that before.
“How strange.” Yumi commented. She had a flathead screwdriver in her hand was considering if it was worth trying to force open the back or not. “Best leave it.” She decided against it. She continued trying to figure out the mysteries of my phone to no avail.
“It’s getting late.” I wasn’t in a rush to get home but I was getting bored. Yumi wasn’t having much luck.
“Already? Hey can you leave your phone here tonight?” That would require consideration.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You encourage her and agree being recgonised as a hero would be cool. To further this Yumi asks to borrow your phone overnight to try and figure out more about the Reborn app's origins.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Leave phone with Yumi|Mahou4a]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Don’t leave phone with Yumi|Hero1]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>"Being a hero isn’t about being fame. It’s about making a difference.” She seemed to be getting side tracked from our reason for doing this. “It shouldn’t matter if we get recognised for it or not.”
“I wasn’t… okay I know you’re right but it would be nice to be thanked.”
“Being thanked is just a bonus. We help because we have the power to help. Noblesse oblige as they say.” I think I’m using that term right. “Besides it’s not like nobody knows what you’re doing. I know and I’m glad to have you as my partner.” I saw Yumi cutely smile but she said nothing. We finished up our lunch then returned to man the booth.
That evening we were both patrolling the streets again. This time however we were using simple disguises. We didn’t want to be recognised so there was no need to dress in a way that would get us recognised. I was once again a man but I’d modified this boy to pack an extra punch. We tried a different part of the downtown area and just like yesterday somebody tried to stop us. As we were walking down one street we passed a man that immediately stopped to call out to us.
“Hey you kids don’t want to be in this part of town tonight.” The guy looked late forties. It was highly possible he even had a daughter our age which had compelled him to speak out.
“We can handle anything.” Yumi flexed her muscle but that didn’t do much for the guy’s conscience.
“No. The people round here have guns. Get home before the violence starts!” It almost seemed like he knew something was going to go down tonight. I decided to probe a little deeper.
“Tell me, what do you mean by before the violence starts?” I order with the poser targeting him.
“There’s been tension building up in this area between two gangs and tonight it’s going to erupt.” This part of town would be pretty valuable to a gang. A gun fight would definitely be something me and Yumi wanted to avoid however. Comic books may paint guns as harmless weapons but this wasn’t a comic book. The app could do nothing to save us from a bullet to the head.
“We’re best avoiding getting involved in a gang war,” I whispered to Yumi.
“And let them continue to extort vulnerable people? I don’t care about the spotlight, it’s like you said we have the power to change this shitty city so I say we do it.” Shit, Yumi really wanted to get involved. I turned back to the man who was still being targeted by the poser. “Run on home and forget you saw us.” He scurried away into the night.
“You seriously want to get involved in a gang battle?” I asked Yumi again.
“The gangs are the source of a lot of crime. We clean them up and this place will be a lot safer. I bet nearly all the people who attacked us yesterday had gang ties. Besides I’m not suggesting we run in guns blazing. We just need to hit them all with the app and have them change their ways.” She was right. If we had been just normal girls last night who knows what would have happened to us.
“Alright I guess we’re doing this then.” We began our search for the gangs in question. Going by the words of the guy from before we guessed the conflict would be in this area. When three cars pulled around the corner in a line like a convoy we suspected we were on the right trail. Two other men saw the cars heading their and immediately dove into cover with gunfire following suite. The gunfire was brief but the effects devastating. The three cars sped away leaving the victims bullet ridden and in need of help that wouldn’t get to them quick enough. There were both alive however and that meant I could saw them. I targeted them both with the body modify and reversed their age just ten minutes to a time their bodies weren’t bullet ridden. Next I targeted them with the poser to ask them some questions about what we had just witnessed.
“Answer all my questions truthfully.” I began. “Are you two in a gang?”
“Yes.” They replied in unison.
“Who were in those cars that shot at you?”
“They were members of the Redrock Boys.” So that was the name of other gang. I quick follow up revealed these two were members of a gang named Northsiders. More questions revealed more answers. This part of town was a hotspot between the two factions with the Redrock Boys having the upper hand being a large organisation. Yumi took my phone so she could use the poser as well.
“Take us to your leader. We want to speak with him.”
“Yumi!” That’s just being reckless.
“This is perfect Joe. We can cut off the head.” The two gang members were up on their feet beckoning for us to follow. One of them even asked the other why they were helping us but his gang mate just shrugged. They felt compelled to help us even if they didn’t understand why. They led us back to one of their clubs. People were suspicious of us the entire time, but we were allowed to pass as we were in good company. They didn’t view two youngsters as much of a threat and with two people vouching for them it was nothing to worry about. They went back to their illegal gambling assuming us to be snitches or something. The doorman to the boss’s office wasn’t so carefree.
“What are you two jokers doing?” He asked stopping the two men guiding us.
“We are talking them to see the boss,” they replied. Seems they would need some help to get us through that door.
“And you’re going to let us through.” A little help from the poser and the door was opened for us. We entered the boss’s office where a hairless man in a grey suit awaited us.
“And what the fuck is this?” He calmly asked. He had been in the middle of counting his money.
“We’ve come to talk and you are going to listen.” It was amazing having the power to just control people with words. I wanted to give him some humiliating command but that wasn’t why we were here.
“You’re going to dissolve this gang,” Yumi ordered. She had placed her hand on my phone which was apparently all she needed to do for the poser to implant her words as well. “Then you’re going to reform yourself. You’ll go clean and also give all your stolen money to charity. No more crimes or illegal activities.” Yumi was starting to create a mess of this. We have to consider what those unaffected by the app might do in response to the boss being out of the way. If we wanted to do this we had to be more patient.
“Tell me, if you were to disappear who would take over for you?” He gave me a name that meant nothing to me. “Call them here now." We couldn’t just pacify the current boss, we had to pacify the entire leadership structure. After forty minutes of issuing orders with the poser we had ten individuals, mostly men but a few women crammed into the office. This was the gang’s entire leadership and without them the group would collapsed. They owned all the gang’s assets which without there would be nowhere for the remaining members to meet.
“You will cease all criminal activity you are currently involved in. You will sell or dispose of all your criminal assets including all buildings and facilities used. You will try to discourage others from continuing to commit crime.” I continued giving out a long list of orders with Yumi adding in her thoughts occasionally. When we were finally done we released the group who immediately told everyone else present in the building about the change in structure. There was a lot of uncertainty, but the leadership of this organisation was feared so the lower ranks didn’t oppose them.
Yumi and I kept an eye of things. By morning the gang hideout was a very different place than what it had been that evening.
“You know, I read a lot of books,” Yumi began. “Gang hideouts are usually exciting events. Typically it will be police raid or maybe the actions of a hero in a big shootout that will clean them out. Seeing one cleaned up so peacefully kind of ruins that image I had.”
“That’s what happens when you can make anyone do anything you want. C’mon let’s head home. We’ve got research to do.” We could forgo having any sleep tonight. Going after the larger group would require a lot more prep work than this lot.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell Yumi being a hero isn't about the fame. You then decide to work behind the scenes to reduce crime. You go after the head of a smaller crime ring and use the poser to make him change his ways. You begin planning to go after a larger crime group.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Mahou4c]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>Yumi would probably get more done without me around. I was still very curious about the app’s true nature so the reward was worth the risk.
“Sure. Work away. I’ll see you tomorrow morning.”
“You’re awesome, I’ll see you tomorrow.” I left soon after and headed home. I couldn’t deny that I was a little concerned about leaving my phone with Yumi however I’d grown to trust her over the past couple of days. I was soon drifting off to sleep wonder just what Yumi might discover.
The next day I arrived at Yumi’s earlier than I needed to. I was eager to see if she had learnt anything from working with my phone all night. I rang the doorbell and was led up to her room by her mother. I found Yumi at her desk where I had left her the previous day still working on the phone.
“Joe? You’re early.” Her greeting was as warm as ever.
“Good morning to you to.” Her mother had left us and headed back downstairs. “So made any progress with the app.”
“Yes actually. I don’t understand it but I managed to separate a sub-program within the main one that acts independently off the mother.”
“Huh?” I had no idea what any of that meant.
“Basically. I’ve been able to create inferior copies your app.” That sounded huge.
“You mean we’ll be able to put the app into other phones?”
“In theory yes. As I said they are inferior copies and by that I mean incredibly buggy. I tested them with my phone but…” She passed me her phone. I saw immediately it was ruined. The battery had seemingly caught fire which for anything other than a Samsung was obviously abnormal.
“What happened?” I asked her.
“The battery rapidly overheated and cooked my phone. I backed everything up because I’m smart but I doubt it can be repaired. Prior to it cooking itself I was able to transform with it. Fortunately your phone still works fine so I was able to just undo the changes I’d made to myself.” Stability issues aside it was still huge the app worked on other phones now.
"Odd that it let you 'undo' the changes as if..."
"Well actually I uncovered another new feature. It in short undoes all changes that have been made to the targetted indavidual." I suspose that was a handy feature.
“So how did you transfer the app to other devices?”
“Patching the software through a system update. That’s as simple as I can make it for you.” Well that only left me with one question.
“What do you plan to do with that power?”
“I’m not sure. I’d rather test it some more then maybe have a trail run with other people. We can both agree it can do a lot of good for the world but we can’t let just anyone have it.”
“Agreed. We can discuss it further later. We need to get ready now.” We still had a day’s work ahead of us at the convention centre. We both transformed into our magical alter egos without incident. My phone was definitely unaffected by the problem that had cooked Yumi’s. Our ride soon arrived and we departed for the convention centre.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Yumi's investigation allows for the creation of imperfect copies of the Reborn app to other devices. It seems a bit dangerous however so you decide to investigate after the convention.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Mahou5a]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>Sunday was a lot slower than the previous two days, especially at the beginning. While yesterday we were being swamped with interest, today we had enough free time to sit around and twiddle our thumbs. I decided to use my free time to take a look at the game we were meant to be promoting. I used the QR code to download the game and the bonus item we were giving away at the event. It was fairly simple in design but looked like it had plenty of content. At its core it was real time combat between the main character and a small group of monsters. The graphics were pretty though as were the animations. It would have been a fun experience if it wasn’t for the buggy controls. While fighting a grey skinned cyclops that shot spikes from its back the game began to lag a little. The lag grew worse until I found myself playing a slideshow.
“Is it meant to run this badly?” I asked. The controls were now on the verge of being non-responsible. Another one of the game’s developers was manning the booth with us today so he came over to take a look.
“Hmm that's odd. We designed the game to run smoothly even on low end hardware. Send us a bug report." Obviously I had no idea how to do that but Yumi of course did. She took my phone, sent a copy of the problem back to the website and handed it back to me. I quit the game since it wasn’t playable anymore. I then put my phone away as things were beginning to pick up a little.
“I’m going to grab food from the wagon, back soon,” Yumi announced. If things were going to pick up it would be best to get food now. I took over as Yumi left. While she was gone a man in his early twenties approached the booth.
"Oh aren't you cute?" He seemed interested in speaking to for that reason alone.
"I'm even cuter in-game." He made it too easy to shift the topic. I convinced him to check it out. He pulled out a smartphone in a case covered with anime graphics.
"I'll come back later and tell you what I think." Any excuse to speak with me again I guess. He headed off and soon after Yumi returned. I took that opportunity to head out to the food wagon. The weather was a bit milder so I shivered a bit as I waited in line at the outside food vendor. The tables were full of people on their phones as you’d imagine at a place like this. To my dismay a certian someone had beaten me here. The guy from before was sitting at the table with one hand holding his phone and the other eating a burger. He thankfully was too engrossed and hadn't spotted me. When I reached the front of the line I was desperate for a bite to eat, unfortunately that was when fate decided to play its hand.
“Holy fuck!” Distressed voices erupted from the tables. I turned to look as did the food vendor and neither of us could believe what we saw. It was a monster. Grey skin, a single large eye and numerous black spikes on its back. It looked just like the creature I’d been battling when my game crashed. It arched forward in preparation to unleash its spike attack. I surged forward in response and before it could fire I kicked it under the eye, knocking its gaze upwards as it unleashed the spikes in a flurry behind itself. Fortunately nobody had been standing there as it happened. The creature wasn’t going to give up with just that. It grabbed me by the leg and threw me a short distance. Its physical strength was fortunately lacking so I recovered very quickly. I grabbed a discarded spike and thrust it into the monster’s eye to blind it. As it reeled backwards I heard a crunch as it stepped on a discarded phone. I saw immediately the anime artwork on the back of it. It took me a moment to realise that there was only one thing I knew off that could create a monster. I quickly pulled out my phone and targeted the monster with the new feature Yumi uncovered. I activated the return to normal function. The beast instantly transformed back into a confused man that had been sitting by the table not five minutes ago.
“What happened?” He scratched his head aware something had happened but had no idea what. The crowd that had gathered looked on unsure of what to make of what had just happened. The security staff however had their own theory.
“Hey no unauthorised publicity performances!” A security woman pushed through the crowd and gave me a stern look. “You want to show off then book a stage next time!” She saw the spikes scattered around which just pissed her off further.
“I can explain…”
“Yeah I bet, just like I’d have to explain to head of health and safety how your props injured someone. Pick those up and dispose of them. You’re with that game booth right? I’ll be reporting you to management.” I was forced to pick up the spikes and I threw all but one of them into the trash. I brought the one I kept back to Yumi. I quickly pulled her to the side to explain what had happened.
“Is that what that commotion was?” She questioned. She’d noticed the crowd gathering. Some people were also looking at me funnily.
“Yeah it’s got a lot of people talking.” Despite being unintentional what had happened had definitely gotten more attention to the booth. “I think he used one of the copies you made of the Reborn app.”
“That’s impossible. I only ever copied it to my phone and it blew up. Even my computer doesn’t have the files. The only place they exist is on your phone.” My phone?
“But that can’t be right. I had my phone the whole time and…”
“Excuse me!” Suddenly someone interrupted us. We both turned to see the face of someone who had been at our booth just before lunch. “It’s about your app… can you explain why it killed my phone?” He held up his phone that was dead and smelt slightly of burnt electronics. He explained that it broke almost immediately after installing the game he downloaded from our stall.
“It must have been an underlying problem.” Yumi tried to divert blame from us but we both knew the truth. The event from outside combined with what this man had just showed us. It was clear that something had gone terribly wrong with the game. Yumi and I looked at each other and I said.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Somehow imperfect copy of the Reborn app gets onto the phone of someone who visited the booth. You turn him back to normal but have attracted quite the crowd.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[This is terrible|Mahou6x]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>This was our chance to really make a name for ourselves. If the app was turning people into monsters then it was our duty to turn them back. All we needed to do was add in some flare and we’d be front page news in no time.
“Let’s no tell anyone and see how this progresses,” Yumi said to me. I agreed with her suspecting her reason for wanting to immediately fix it was the same as mine. We continued like normal, keeping a straight face as we told people about the app. Towards the end of the event the inevitable happened and when it did we were both ready. There was a ping from the public speakers followed by an announcement.
“This has been an incident at the front carpark. Please remain within the convention centre until further instruction.” Me and Yumi both began running for the side entrance. We quickly ran out round the side of the building and were met by the sight of a green monster tearing up the carpark. A hybrid of a frog and a man, it again looked just like an enemy from the game. The police had yet to arrive and security was focusing on getting people inside. The field was ours so we nodded to each other than ran in. Upon getting close the monster turned its attention on us. It opened its huge mouth and spat balls of green slime at us. We both had an easy time dodging the attacks. I punched it hard while Yumi delivered a kick but it didn’t go down. It would take more than raw strength to bring the beast down.
“Let’s co-ordinate!” Yumi called out. I nodded and we both jumped back so we were facing the creature head on. We clenched our fists and both charged forward, aiming for the same spot and striking it at the same time. Our combined strength knocked the monster over and with it down I pulled out my phone but hesitated. I had to make this good, people were watching.
“Astral spirit of corruption, by our holy light we purge you from this plain!” I targeted the monster with the app and turned the creature back to normal. A teenage girl now lay on the ground with a cooked phone next to her. That all but confirmed our theory about the cause of what was happening. The police sirens were now racing towards the convention centre so it was time for me and Yumi to go. Returning to the stall was hardly an option after that so we both made a quick escape from the area.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You and Yumi continue like normal and distibute the game like normal. Later someone else turns into a monster. After defeating them you and Yumi go in search of more monster slaying heroics.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Evening had fallen upon Redrock city. I was standing atop a building in the city centre testing the monitoring the device Yumi had hooked up to the Reborn app. We still didn’t quite get it, but the game we had been promoting had somehow merged with the unstable copy of the Reborn app. Now anyone playing the game had a chance to be transformed into a monster from the game. There was a link between the real Reborn app and all the copies that had begun spreading. When someone launched a modified version of the game they also launched the copy program. When that happened there was an electromagnetic connection between my phone and theirs that allowed us to react quickly. From our understanding the transformation was triggered when someone died, causing them to transform into the monster that had killed them. Yumi and I had both given up figuring out how this set of rules had come to be; instead we just focused on enjoying them.
Yumi’s contraption began beeping as a signal was detected.
“I’ve got a signal!” I told her using my phone as a phone.
I could follow it right to the source but that would obviously take time on foot. I had no intention of travelling on foot though.
“Time to give this a test.” Upon learning that the Reborn app could perform non-human transformations I’d done the obvious and targeted an animal with the copy function. I loaded up the image I’d saved and applied it to myself. Moments later I was spreading my feathered wings as I gripped my phone with my talons and took flight. With the literal grace of an eagle I flew across the city. Being able to fly freely was beyond amazing. I couldn’t believe it had taken us this long to realise that the Reborn app made this possible. With the ability to fly, I quickly reached the location where someone was having an intense battle with their thumbs against a pixelated enemy. He failed to notice the large bird land in the tree outside his house. I watched him through the window and could tell the battle was going sour. I quickly tapped on my phone to return myself back to normal and then waited.
“I’ll be there soon, wait for me.” Yumi messaged me.
“I have to wonder, what happens if somebody beats the game?” I messaged her back. If losing turned you into a monster, what would winning do? It was a question for another time as the moment I was waiting for arrived. There was a ruckus from inside the man’s bedroom as a red monster with numerous tentacles began squirming around.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>While patrolling the city the next night you encounter a slime covered red monster with numerous tentacles.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Engage alone|Mahou7a1]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Delay and wait for Yumi|Mahou7a2]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t need Yumi’s help. I could finish this up myself. I grabbed its attention and it chased me outside through the large window. With it in the open I made my move and threw a powerful air punch. My fist impacted with a slimy surface that absorbed my attack. I pulled back but my hand refused to budge. The slime coating it had trapped me and unable to get away the creature quickly entangled me with its tentacles.
“Hey let go!” I hissed attempting to wrestle free. It wasn’t letting go. It wrapped around me but it wasn’t painful. It was gently constricting me preventing my movements. I tried to struggle free but even my body’s enhanced strength failed to break its hold on me. I felt one tentacle rubbed my ass as another slid beneath my clothing. It was now touching my breasts and if aware of my sensitive spots began rubbing my nipples.
This experience was becoming…<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You try to fight it alone but it quickly turns sour. As the monster holds you captive you begin to find the situation...<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Arousing|Mahou7a2a]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Frightening|Mahou7a2b]]</div>
<<if $TLDR is "no">>The monster had yet to show a desire to leave the bedroom. It was causing a bit of damage though and I feared there might be someone else inside. So long nobody opened that door though it’ll be fine. The creature wasn’t going to wait around however. It must had held some human memories as its tentacles reached for the door handle and pushed it down to open the door.
“Shit.” I quickly jumped over to the large window and opened it to get the monsters attention. “Hey you slime fuck over here!” I yelled. Its attention shifted towards me and a tentacle shot out in my direction. I jumped back quickly. If that thing caught me I might not ever escape. Its body was almost fluid so it easily squeezed out of the window. In the yard it continued throwing its tentacles in my direction. I dodged each one by keeping my distance but it was getting too dangerous now. I couldn’t wait for Yumi. I took out the Reborn app and tried to target the monster.
“What the fuck?” It wasn’t locking on. I rolled to the side as another tentacle lashed out at me. For whatever reason the Reborn app didn’t have a line of sight on the creature. How is this possible? It had never failed to target a living creature before. Yumi might have a solution. I kept the monster busy until then.
“Joe!” Yumi finally arrived to aid me.
“Yumi I can’t target it!” I called back. She joined the fray but the monster had enough tentacles for us both. One of the tent appendages caught my foot and pulled me towards it but Yumi leapt in and broke me free. My foot was left covered in a sticky red slime that serious impaired my mobility.
“Maybe that’s it!” Yumi realised something. She scanned the area and saw what she wanted. “Joe you act as bait!”
“Wait what?” She jumped away leaving me behind. I tried to escape but the slime covering my foot prevented me from doing so. More tentacles suddenly grabbed me and lifted me upside down.
“Hey!” I yelled both at the monster and Yumi. Suddenly there was spray of cold water as Yumi blasted the monster with a hose pipe. She hit the tentacles holding me the slime was blasted away allowing me to escape.
“Joe try it again! The slime was shielding the main body!” She aimed the hose directly at the monsters body and blasted away a layer of slime to reveal the real monster hidden beneath. I was able to use that to target it and return the guy to normal. The slime remained and Yumi quickly used the hose to clear it away. We quickly departed before anyone called the police.
“That was a messy one,” Yumi said afterwards. “Good thing I was there to save you.” True, I didn’t want to think what would have happened if that monster caught me without Yumi to back me up.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You stall the monster then when Yumi shows up you defeat it together.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|Mahou7a2End]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>It felt good. I’d gotten myself a situation only found in Japanese hentai and just like the girls in many of those works I was getting turned on. The tentacles caressed my body driving my desires. I continued to struggle but only because struggling made it feel even better. The harder I tried to escape the more they tried to hold me. A tentacle slid beneath my skirt and ran across my moistening panties. I grinded my pussy against the sticky flesh as hard as I could. It pulled down my skirt and panties almost like it was aware what I wanted. Now with nothing between me and it I grinded even harder hoping it would get the hint. The tip of one of the tentacles flicked my clit sending an electric shock across <<click "my body.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/TentScene1.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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“Come on, hurry up…” I was losing my mind here. I needed it so badly and to my pleasure it complied. The thick tentacle penetrated my pussy and the pleasure caused me to lightly orgasm. That was just the beginning though. The slime coating the tentacle allowed it to slide in effortlessly as it thrust deep, ramming its head against my cervix. It wasn’t just satisfied with one of my holes. A second thrust into my ass leaving <<click "both my holes stuffed">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/TentScene2.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. I could feel them wriggling around and each thrust sent droves of pleasure up my body.
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“More! More! Mo…” My cries of desire were plugged by a third tentacle entering my mouth. The slime coating it tasted so amazing I couldn’t help but suck the invading tentacle to extract more of it. My thoughts were drown out by the intense pleasure as I came a second time… then a third and maybe a fourth. I really couldn’t keep count anymore. My mind was long gone and didn’t return until a cold splash of water doused my body, blasting away the sticky mess coating me and returning me to my senses.
“Joe are you alright?” Yumi tapped my cheek as my senses slowly returned. She quickly used my phone to turn the monster back to normal.
“Yeah… just a little exhausted.” I passed out in her arms and she carried me home.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The monster has its way with you as you a held helpless as its tentacles make use of all your holes. Yumi finally shows up and saves you.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>It felt wrong. I’d gotten myself a situation only found in Japanese hentai and just like the girls in many of those works I was feeling defiled. I had to escape before this beast did something.
I continued to struggle as that was the only thing I could do, but the harder I tried to escape the more it tried to hold me. A tentacle slid beneath my skirt and ran across my panties causing me to clench in fear. Its slimy tentacle ran across me and I tried to manoeuvre away from it but couldn’t escape.
“No don’t!” I cried out as it began to pull at my skirt. It pulled my skirt down past my ankles then did the same with my panties. Now there was nothing <<click "between me and it.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/TentScene1.png]]<</replace>><</click>> I desperately tried to escape praying it would get the hint and leave me alone. So had never been more afraid in my entire life about what it might do. The tip of one of the tentacles flicked my clit sending a new wave of fear and desperation up my body.
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“Please don’t…” Tears began to fall as the tentacle pushed against the entrance of my pussy. Why was it doing this? Why was it doing it to me? I cursed myself for not waiting for Yumi as the disgusting appendage pushed inside, filling my pussy with its disgusting red mess.
That was just the beginning. The slime coating the tentacle allowed it to slide in effortlessly as it thrust deep, ramming its head painfully against my cervix. It wasn’t just satisfied with one of my hole. A second thrust into my ass leaving <<click "both my holes stuffed. ">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/TentScene2.png]]<</replace>><</click>>I could feel them both thrusting inside me. I felt horrible, like I was being used like a tissue for some horny teenager’s alone time.
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“Stop! Please stop it! Plea…” My desperate cries were plugged by a third tentacle entering my mouth. The slime coating it tasted so horrific that I almost choked. My gag reflex doing everything it could to stop the unnatural substance from getting inside me. I lost track of time as it continued to defile me, spoiling everything it could as both my insides and outsides were covered by its disgusting fluids. Why won’t it end? Please, someone just end it. A cold splash of water suddenly oused my body, blasting away the sticky mess coating me as my prayers were answered. I saw someone grab my phone from the ground and use it to return the monster back to its true form.
“Joe are you alright?” Yumi tapped my cheek as my senses slowly returned. She'd returned the beast to normal using my phone.
“Yumi… You’re here.” I passed out in her arms and she carried me home.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The monster has its way with you as you a held helpless as its tentacles make use of all your holes. Yumi finally shows up and saves you.<<endif>>
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“Authorities continue to search for the source of the mysterious phenomenon but have yet to disclose their findings to the public.” I switched off the news report and laughed. Yet to disclose their findings to the public huh? If I were them I’d keep what was going on a secret as well. Yumi and I weren’t the only ones who’d figured out what was causing the transformation. There rumours of what playing that game would do to you all over the internet, and as a result downloads for it had experienced a surge before the authorities shut it down. Why would anyone play it? Because it was a challenge. Among the many questions that had arisen in the advent of what had happened, there was one that was driving people to risk their bodies in pursuit of the answer. That question was simple, ‘What happened when you beat the game?’ If you died playing a modified version of the game you turned into the monster that killed you and your phone was destroyed. That essentially made death in the game permanent adding a massive difficulty spike to it.
I stood up and stretched my arms ready for another night of fighting monsters. The government may have set up and rapid response unit but they couldn’t detect where the monsters would appear before they did. Yumi had boosted the effectiveness of the scanner so I knew where the next monster would appear.
“I’ll handle it myself,” I told Yumi through the radio. I targeted myself with the app and leapt from the building spreading my large wings and taking flight. I handled most of the monsters myself as having Yumi there would just ruin the fun. I arrived at the scene just as the monster in question was making its appearance. It had a huge dark green body akin to that of an ogre. This brute had three trunks for arms but that wasn’t the only part of him that was extra-large. The wind blew past lifting up the tattered cloth that covering his genitals. When I saw the size of the package hidden beneath I couldn’t help but lick my lips. Tonight was going to be fun.
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~ End - Monsters and Magic 1 ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]“Authorities continue to search for the source of the mysterious phenomenon but have yet to disclose their findings to the public. The identities of the two mysterious girls who often appear at the scene are also still unknown. The police are appealing for information about their true identities.”
“Good luck finding it,” I retorted switching off the news report. Yumi laughed as well. Truth be told the police had gotten close to figuring out who we were a few times. Fortunately they didn’t realise that we were more than just kick ass superheroes. With the app we could instantly erase suspicion or misdirect it somewhere else. We both stood up as Yumi’s new and improved monster detector was picking up a potential transformation.
“Two cities across. Ready to fly?” She asked.
“Sure am.” After the incident with the tentacle monster I’d decide to only fight if Yumi was there to back me up. I didn’t want anything like that happening ever again. We had a strong partnership and we both had the same driving force behind us. Sure some people turned into monsters and caused a bit of destruction but it was rarely anything serious. Plus it gave this boring world a bit of spice which most people can agree makes things more interesting. We transformed into our eagle form and flew off into the night to enjoy our new lives as the cities protectors… even if we were protecting it from a problem we caused.
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~ End - Monsters and Magic 2 ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]“Authorities continue to search for the source of the mysterious phenomenon but have yet to disclose their findings to the public. The identities of the two mysterious girls who often appear at the scene are also still unknown. The police are appealing for information about their true identities.”
“Good luck finding it,” I retorted switching off the news report. Yumi laughed as well. Truth be told the police had gotten close to figuring out who we were a few times. Fortunately they didn’t realise that we were more than just kick ass superheroes. With the app we could instantly erase suspicion or misdirect it somewhere else. We both stood up as Yumi’s new and improved monster detector was picking up a potential transformation.
“Two cities across. Ready to fly?” She asked.
“Sure am.” After the incident with the tentacle monster I’d decide to only fight if Yumi was there to back me up. We were a famous duo and functioned more effectively together than we did indavidually. Sure some people turned into monsters and caused a bit of destruction but it was rarely anything serious. Plus it gave this boring world a bit of spice which most people can agree makes things more interesting. We transformed into our eagle form and flew off into the night to enjoy our new lives as the cities protectors… even if we were protecting it from a problem we caused.
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]Update 1.0! <<if $update1 is "yes">>Reborn is an advanced bio-manipulation application capable of altering a person’s appearance into anything they desire. Available in the base version are the copy, swap and modify features.<<else>>You haven't reach the part of the story where this information is available.<<endif>>
Update 2.0! <<if $update2 is "yes">>Copy feature can now copy clothing as well so you can match your outfits! Having problems making your targets pose for the camera? Fear not, the all new Poser feature will fix that!' <<else>>You haven't reach the part of the story where this information is available.<<endif>>
Update 3.0! <<if $update3 is "yes">>Ever looked at two strangers and wondered what their children would look like? Wonder no more! With the new Bio-Merge expansion to the copy feature you can now select two people and create an image constructed from them both! Also in this update is the new Personality feature. Have you created the perfect image but are having problems with what’s on the inside? Now with the Personality feature you can fix that!<<else>>You haven't reach the part of the story where this information is available.<<endif>>
Update 4.0! <<if $update4 is "yes">>You've transformed one person, now you can transform them all with this newest update. All features can now target multiple people at once. This allows you to use the power of the app on crowds of people at once! Also include is the memory alteration feature! Copy people's memories, erase their old ones or even give them fake ones! Make them believe whatever you want them to with this easy to use function.<<else>>You haven't reach the part of the story where this information is available.<<endif>>
Update 5.0! <<if $update5 is "yes">>Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.<<else>>You haven't reach the part of the story where this information is available.<<endif>>
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“Hey I wanted to show you guys something.” That had their attention. I held up my phone and showed them it. “So I have this new phone app that has some really cool features.”
“Like what?” Yumi asked. Since we were talking about her hobby subject she was giving me more attention than usual.
“Like… well it’ll be easier to show you.”
“So show us,” Mei added making me sound stupid.
“I don’t want other people to see.”
“Why? Is it like some kind of x-ray app that removes clothing?” She joked. “Sounds like the kind of dumb thing you guys would download.” I had half a mind to use the app on her right now to remove her clothing. If it was just us four and no-one else I would have.
“Yes actually it can do that.” Obviously she didn’t believe me. “But it can also do this…” Hopefully this would work. I opened up the poser function and targeted Mei. If the description was right then I should be able to control her.
“Slap Dave,” I ordered. Dave was unfortunately within an arm’s reach of Mei. The sound of Mei slapping Dave sounded as her hand struck him across the face. Yumi looked on curiously as Mei questioned why she had suddenly felt the impulse to do that.
“Hey!” Dave protested.
“Slap him again,” I ordered. Dave’s other cheek was struck as Mei once again hit him. “I could do this all day,” I laughed at them.
“I… why did I do that?” Mei questioned her odd behaviour.
“Because I told you to,” I explained. “I can control and change people with this new app.”
“That’s amazing!” Dave shouted. He was on-board instantly. Mei didn’t want to believe it but she couldn’t deny her own actions. Yumi was watching us closely trying to decide if she should believe us or not.
“So who is up for a full demonstration after school?”
“I’m in!” Dave instantly jumped on board.
“Yeah, I think I need to see this.” Mei was on board as well. That just left Yumi.
“I’ve got time I guess.” She was curious as well. With that sorted I put the app away and resumed my lunch.
After the final school bell we snuck into one of the old clubrooms. Technically students were free to stay behind to study provided we didn’t stay past half four. That gave us plenty of time to test out the app’s capabilities. We snuck into one of the old clubrooms that we weren’t actually allowed to use but that didn’t matter if nobody saw us. We arrived roughly all at the same time so I got started immediately.
“Okay gang I’ll explain what this little toy of mine can do. Function one, you can change your body either through modifying it or copying someone else and turning your body into a match of theirs. Function number two. I can control you by giving you orders that you must obey although further testing is needed. Function three, I can modify your personality. Those are the main functions but I suspect I there is still more to come.” They let me finish before speaking.
“That is utter horseshit… but you’ve already demonstrated you’re telling the truth.” Mei wasn’t sure what to believe. It all sounded impossible but she’d seen proof.
“Want to test it out?” I asked her. I offered her my phone and she hesitantly took it.
“Um…” She flicked through the options before deciding on something appropriate for a trail run. She targeted me and hit me with the poser.
“Um… kiss Dave!”
“Excuse me?” Dave immediately objected but I was already closing in on him. I couldn’t stop myself. An overwhelming impulse had taken hold that I had to obey.
“My hand, kiss me hand!” Dave cried. He was right; I only had to kiss him so I gently grabbed his hand and kissed the back of it.
“Wow. Okay how about this!” She didn’t tell me what she was doing. It became pretty obvious though when Dave turned as blue as a Smurf that she was using the modify function.
“My hands!” He exclaimed looking at his blue digits. That was plenty of proof. I took my phone back from Mei and turned Dave back to normal. With the demonstration complete it was time to move on.
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“Hey I wanted to show you guys something.” That had their attention. I held up my phone and showed them it. “So I have this new phone app that has some really cool features.”
"It does. Show them Joe." Mei was encouraging me.
“I don’t want other people to see.”
“Why? Is it like some kind of x-ray app that removes clothing?” Dave joked. “Man that would be so usefu.” I had half a mind to use the app on him right now to remove his clothing. If it was just us four and no-one else I would have.
“Yes actually it can do that.” Obviously he didn’t believe me. “But it can also do this…” Hopefully this would work. I opened up the poser function and targeted Mei. If the description was right then I should be able to control her.
“Slap Dave,” I ordered. Dave was unfortunately within an arm’s reach of Mei. The sound of Mei slapping Dave sounded as her hand struck him across the face. Yumi looked on curiously as Mei gave me a funny look.
"That hardly proves anything. I would have slapped him if you didn't force me to." She was right.
“Hey!” Dave protested.
“Slap him again,” I ordered. Dave’s other cheek was struck as Mei once again hit him. “I could do this all day,” I laughed at them.
“Really Joe?” Mei wasn't as amused as I was.
Yumi was watching us closely trying to decide if she should believe us or not.
“So who is up for a full demonstration after school?”
“I’ve already had one but count me in.” Mei quickly jumped on board.
“Yeah, I think I need to see this.” Dave was on board as well. That just left Yumi.
“I’ve got time I guess.” She was curious as well. With that sorted I put the app away and resumed my lunch.
After the final school bell we snuck into one of the old clubrooms. Technically students were free to stay behind to study provided we didn’t stay past half four. That gave us plenty of time to test out the app’s capabilities. We snuck into one of the old clubrooms that we weren’t actually allowed to use but that didn’t matter if nobody saw us. We arrived roughly all at the same time so I got started immediately.
“Okay gang I’ll explain what this little toy of mine can do. Function one, you can change your body either through modifying it or copying someone else and turning your body into a match of theirs. Function number two. I can control you by giving you orders that you must obey although further testing is needed. Function three, I can modify your personality. Those are the main functions but I suspect I there is still more to come.” They let me finish before speaking.
“I'v already seen most of them in actionn. Hey can I test it out?” Mei asked. I offered her my phone and she hesitantly took it.
“Um…” She flicked through the options before deciding on something appropriate for a trail run. She targeted me and hit me with the poser.
“Um… kiss Dave!”
“Excuse me?” Dave immediately objected but I was already closing in on him. I couldn’t stop myself. An overwhelming impulse had taken hold that I had to obey.
“My hand, kiss me hand!” Dave cried. He was right; I only had to kiss him so I gently grabbed his hand and kissed the back of it.
“Wow. Okay how about this!” She didn’t tell me what she was doing. It became pretty obvious though when Dave turned as blue as a Smurf that she was using the modify function.
“My hands!” He exclaimed looking at his blue digits. That was plenty of proof. I took my phone back from Mei and turned Dave back to normal. With the demonstration complete it was time to move on.
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“Hey I wanted to show you guys something.” That had their attention. I held up my phone and showed them it. “So I have this new phone app that has some really cool features.” Dave already knew this. He didn't say anything as Yumi and Mei looked at me.
“Like what?” Yumi asked. Since we were talking about her hobby subject she was giving me more attention than usual.
“Like… well it’ll be easier to show you.”
“So show us,” Mei added making me sound stupid.
“I don’t want other people to see.”
“Why? Is it like some kind of x-ray app that removes clothing?” She joked. “Sounds like the kind of dumb thing you guys would download.” I had half a mind to use the app on her right now to remove her clothing. If it was just us four and no-one else I would have.
“Yes actually it can do that.” Obviously she didn’t believe me. “But it can also do this…” Hopefully this would work. I opened up the poser function and targeted Mei. If the description was right then I should be able to control her.
“Slap Dave,” I ordered. Dave was unfortunately within an arm’s reach of Mei. The sound of Mei slapping Dave sounded as her hand struck him across the face. Yumi looked on curiously as Mei questioned why she had suddenly felt the impulse to do that.
“Hey!” Dave protested. "Couldn't you have shown her one of the other features?"
“Slap him again,” I ordered. Dave’s other cheek was struck as Mei once again hit him. “I could do this all day,” I laughed at them.
“I… why did I do that?” Mei questioned her odd behaviour.
“Because I told you to,” I explained. “I can control and change people with this new app.”
Mei didn’t want to believe it but she couldn’t deny her own actions. Yumi was watching us closely trying to decide if she should believe us or not.
“So who is up for a full demonstration after school?”
“I’ve already had one but count me in.” Dave instantly jumped on board.
“Yeah, I think I need to see this.” Mei was on board as well. That just left Yumi.
“I’ve got time I guess.” She was curious as well. With that sorted I put the app away and resumed my lunch.
After the final school bell we snuck into one of the old clubrooms. Technically students were free to stay behind to study provided we didn’t stay past half four. That gave us plenty of time to test out the app’s capabilities. We snuck into one of the old clubrooms that we weren’t actually allowed to use but that didn’t matter if nobody saw us. We arrived roughly all at the same time so I got started immediately.
“Okay gang I’ll explain what this little toy of mine can do. Function one, you can change your body either through modifying it or copying someone else and turning your body into a match of theirs. Function number two. I can control you by giving you orders that you must obey although further testing is needed. Function three, I can modify your personality. Those are the main functions but I suspect I there is still more to come.” They let me finish before speaking.
“That is utter horseshit… but you’ve already demonstrated you’re telling the truth.” Mei wasn’t sure what to believe. It all sounded impossible but she’d seen proof.
“Want to test it out?” I asked her. I offered her my phone and she hesitantly took it.
“Um…” She flicked through the options before deciding on something appropriate for a trail run. She targeted me and hit me with the poser.
“Um… kiss Dave!”
“Excuse me?” Dave immediately objected but I was already closing in on him. I couldn’t stop myself. An overwhelming impulse had taken hold that I had to obey.
“My hand, kiss me hand!” Dave cried. He was right; I only had to kiss him so I gently grabbed his hand and kissed the back of it.
“Wow. Okay how about this!” She didn’t tell me what she was doing. It became pretty obvious though when Dave turned as blue as a Smurf that she was using the modify function.
“My hands!” He exclaimed looking at his blue digits. That was plenty of proof. I took my phone back from Mei and turned Dave back to normal. With the demonstration complete it was time to move on.
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“Hey I wanted to show you guys something.” That had their attention. I held up my phone and showed them it. “So I have this new phone app that has some really cool features.” Yumi already knew this. She didn't say anything as Dave and Mei gave me quizical looks.
“What does it do?" One of them asked.
“Like… well it’ll be easier to show you.”
“So show us,” Mei added making me sound stupid.
“I don’t want other people to see.”
“Why? Is it like some kind of x-ray app that removes clothing?” She joked. “Sounds like the kind of dumb thing you guys would download.” I had half a mind to use the app on her right now to remove her clothing. If it was just us four and no-one else I would have.
“Yes actually it can do that.” Obviously she didn’t believe me. “But it can also do this…” Hopefully this would work. I opened up the poser function and targeted Mei.
“Slap Dave,” I ordered. Dave was unfortunately within an arm’s reach of Mei. The sound of Mei slapping Dave sounded as her hand struck him across the face. Yumi looked on curiously as Mei questioned why she had suddenly felt the impulse to do that.
“Hey!” Dave protested.
“Slap him again,” I ordered. Dave’s other cheek was struck as Mei once again hit him. “I could do this all day,” I laughed at them.
“I… why did I do that?” Mei questioned her odd behaviour.
“Because I told you to,” I explained. “I can control and change people with this new app.”
“That’s amazing!” Dave shouted. He was on-board instantly. Mei didn’t want to believe it but she couldn’t deny her own actions.
"It can do other things as well. I've already had a demonstration." Yumi backed me up.
“So who is up for a full demonstration after school?”
“I’m in!” Dave instantly jumped on board.
“Yeah, I think I need to see this.” Mei was on board as well. That just left Yumi.
“I’ve got time I guess.” She was curious as well. With that sorted I put the app away and resumed my lunch.
After the final school bell we snuck into one of the old clubrooms. Technically students were free to stay behind to study provided we didn’t stay past half four. That gave us plenty of time to test out the app’s capabilities. We snuck into one of the old clubrooms that we weren’t actually allowed to use but that didn’t matter if nobody saw us. We arrived roughly all at the same time so I got started immediately.
“Okay gang I’ll explain what this little toy of mine can do. Function one, you can change your body either through modifying it or copying someone else and turning your body into a match of theirs. Function number two. I can control you by giving you orders that you must obey although further testing is needed. Function three, I can modify your personality. Those are the main functions but I suspect I there is still more to come.” They let me finish before speaking.
“That is utter horseshit… but you’ve already demonstrated you’re telling the truth.” Mei wasn’t sure what to believe. It all sounded impossible but she’d seen proof.
“Want to test it out?” I asked her. I offered her my phone and she hesitantly took it.
“Um…” She flicked through the options before deciding on something appropriate for a trail run. She targeted me and hit me with the poser.
“Um… kiss Dave!”
“Excuse me?” Dave immediately objected but I was already closing in on him. I couldn’t stop myself. An overwhelming impulse had taken hold that I had to obey.
“My hand, kiss me hand!” Dave cried. He was right; I only had to kiss him so I gently grabbed his hand and kissed the back of it.
“Wow. Okay how about this!” She didn’t tell me what she was doing. It became pretty obvious though when Dave turned as blue as a Smurf that she was using the modify function.
“My hands!” He exclaimed looking at his blue digits. That was plenty of proof. I took my phone back from Mei and turned Dave back to normal. With the demonstration complete it was time to move on.
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I was the first to arrive in the empty classroom. I’d arranged for us to all meet afterschool on the top floor where nobody would disturb us. The next to arrive was Dave who was eager to get started.
“It’s so amazing that something like that can even exist,” he repeated. I had to share a class with him before this and he kept whispering to me, asking about the app and what the four of us would do with it. I could tell he would rather have this between just me and him. He probably had things he wanted to try but didn’t want to say in front of Mei or Yumi.
“Alright we’re here,” Mei announced opening the door. Yumi followed her into the classroom. We moved some chairs to the centre of the room and sat down. I’d explained at lunch what it could do and where I got it.
“We have to see for ourselves. Turning people’s skin blue is cool, but you can achieve the same results with body paint. We need to do something that is utterly impossible through normal means,” Mei explained. I could agree with her on that. There were features I’d never tested and this was the perfect opportunity.
“Let’s test things in the order they appeared,” I suggested. I’d already shown off the body modification so next up was copy and paste. I targeted Dave with copy and pasted his image onto Mei.
“Wow it’s me!” Dave was the first to spot what I’d done.
“Oh not two of them,” Yumi groaned. Mei was looking down at her body with shock. She suddenly grabbed me by the collar and brought her face in close.
“Turn me back now!” Killing intent overflowed from her. I quickly undid the change and she let me go.
“Do me next! Turn me into Mei.” Dave volunteered himself but sadly the decision wasn’t in my hand.
“Don’t you dare!” Mei snapped at me again.
“Then turn me into Yumi.” I think he just wanted to turn into a girl.
“That okay Yumi?” I asked her.
“I want to see it so go for it.” With her permission I copied her and applied that image to Dave. He was over the moon with the transformation.
“I have boobs!” He shouted groping his chest instantly. It was surreal seeing the usually reserved Yumi acting so indecently. Dave would never be able to fool anyone into believing that he was Yumi. As his hands went for his skirt Yumi suddenly snatched my phone. She was a quick learner and had Dave turned back to normal in seconds.
“Hey I was getting to the good part!”
“If you want it that badly then here.” Yumi was using the app like she was familiar with it. She had so many apps she was probably very familiar with how the menu’s worked. Knowing what it could do helped and she quickly targeted Dave with the body modification function and turned him into a girl version of himself.
“Knock yourself out.” She passed me back my phone but my eyes were focused on Dave. If I could use one word to describe how he looked like now that word would be bimbo. His breasts were massive, his figure curvy, his lips plump and his expression hazy.
“Oh I’ve big boobies now!” His voice now had a seductive tone to it. I was getting hard from looking at the bombshell standing a few feet from me fondle herself.
“Yuck,” Mei spat. She clearly wasn’t a fan. “What’s next?”
“Well we haven’t tried body swapping but…” Nobody wanted to swap with Dave and since I had the app the targets for the test were clear. I aimed at Mei and Yumi, selecting them as the targets and hit swap. From my point of view nothing happened, from theirs the world had just warped as their viewpoints were swapped. They both noticed the change then looked at each other.
“We swapped!” Interesting. Their bodies went unchanged but their minds had switched places. Meanwhile Dave had unbuttoned the top of his blouse to free the melons inside.
“Joe!” Mei and Yumi were calling out to me. I’d been distracted by Dave.
“Yeah?”
“Swap us back please.” I complied with their request.
I’d already demonstrated the poser. That was pretty simple so next up would be the feature that appeared this morning, the personality modifier. There was no better target than the bimbo standing next us to I targeted Dave and took a look at the options I was provided with. The personality function worked using sliders. The first I saw was kindness and Dave was directly in the middle. I slid the slider up to the max to see what happened. When I applied the change he stopped fondling his body and turned to us.
“I need to go,” he suddenly declared. “I could be doing so much to help others. I can’t think of myself when people are suffering!”
“Wow you are going out like that?” Mei stopped him in his tracks.
“Yes. I don’t want to impose on Joe and make him turn me back.” Interesting, he was so kind hearted that he didn’t want to ask me to help him. I turned bimbo saint Dave back to regular Dave.
“Well that concludes our testing of the app’s features. Well until tomorrow when it updates again.” If this pattern continued then I’d definitely see an update when I woke up tomorrow. Now the only question that remained was what we were going to do with everything we’d learned. I put the question out to the group and three different responses came back.
“We should use it to fulfil our fantasies!” Dave was the first to throw in a suggestion.
“That sounds gross.” Mei immediate rebuked. “I think we should use it to better ourselves and those around us.” Her suggestion was a lot more sensible.
“I think we should try and discover where the app came from and how it can do what it does.” And Yumi had the most sensible suggestion of them all.
Dave’s idea sounded fun, but we might be wasting a chance to make a difference to the world. Mei’s idea was exactly the opposite, voting to improve not just our lives but other peoples as well. Yumi’s felt like we might be testing fate. I didn’t know anything about the app other than what it could do. There was obviously some kind of greater power at work and did I really want to risk challenging that power?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>After school you demonstrate to your friends the full power of the app. Afterwards they gave you mixed opinions on how that power should be used.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Yumi is right, this mystery needs solving|Day3ChYumi1]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I woke up extra early the following morning although not by my own accord.
“Where are you? I said super early?” Yumi was yelling at me through my phone.
“Yumi… it’s not even 6am yet!” Unless my clock had frozen at 5:54am then I was certain Yumi shouldn’t be calling me at this hour.
“I said super early. Get over here as soon as you can!” Why me?
“Fine.” I rolled out of bed and got ready. I’d be transforming at her house so there wasn’t much of a need to care about my current appearance. Unsurprisingly the bus at 6am was completely empty. Between my house and Yumi’s I was the only passenger. I was hesitant to knock her door at this hour as her parents would probably still be in bed. I called her instead.
She answered. “You better be calling me to say you’re outside my front door!”
“How’d you know?” I joked back.
“Just hurry up. Phone me when you arrive.” She hung up before I could tell her. I had to phone her again and explain that I actually was outside her front door and waiting to be let in. A minute or two later I was standing in her bedroom as she showed me the sketches of her new costume designs.
“Yumi you look like shit, did you sleep at all last night?”
“No. No need. Here let me use this.” She borrowed my phone and targeted herself with the Reborn app. She applied the saved copy of herself to her, refreshing her instantly. “See I’m fine. Now let me try something else.” It was at that moment I began aware of a rattling box on her desk. It was a clear container and inside was two small mice brown mice.
“Yumi what are you planning?” I asked fearfully.
“Watch.” She pointed my phone at them. I could see where this was going. I suspected there would soon be four people in this room.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You meet Yumi at her house very early. She shows you two mice she has caught. You get the feeling she plans to transform them.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Stop Her|Fahou1]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Let Her Continue|Dahou2a]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>She selected the mice and erased their memories and personality effectively wiping their minds clean. They stopped moving and just looked blankly in front of them. With their minds wiped she moved onto their bodies. She targeted one of them then applied to it the copy of my body. Conservation of mass wasn’t an issue as the app transformed the tiny mouse into a perfect replica of me in my Magi-Cute Heart cosplay. Her pink hair, pink eyes and outfit matched perfectly.
“And next.” She targeted the second mouse and transformed it into a copy of her magical girl persona Magi-Cute Sky. They both sat on the edge of her table looking blankly at us. It was freaky as they were basically just life-sized dolls. Yumi waved her hands past their eyes and they followed it with their pupils.
“There we go. Two perfect copies ready for programming.” There was so much potential. “First we need to give them some memories… but I don’t want them to have everything I know.”
“Here let me.” I knew what to do. I used the app to copy the memories of some random person on the street and gave those memories to them. They needed a basic concept of language or they’d never survive. Next I used the poser to issue some basic rules.
“You will always obey us. You will never try to surpass us. You will never try to run or hide from us. You will never harbour any ill intent towards us. You will only act in accordance with our orders. You will never tell anyone about the app. You will never try to use it yourself. You will tell anyone that you are copies of us, or that we exist. You will always address us as master.” That should do as some basic orders. Next I altered their memories to remove anything personal from those I’d given them. Following that I gave them a submissive personality to make them submissive towards us. When I was done I had turned them into the perfect servants. Happy with those commands I gave them a basic order to test things out.
“Hop on one leg while turning in a circle.” I ordered, they obeyed. It was rather amusing to watch.
“My turn. Do my homework!” Yumi issued a complicated order that was met with some confusion.
“We cannot comply. Where is your homework?” There was no helping it. If that order was to work then they needed some of Yumi’s memories. We transferred across to both of them what we felt was safe to give them. Once they had the knowledge they needed they found Yumi’s books, opened them up and began doing her work.
“Can I borrow them later to do mine?” I joked. The convention was eating up a lot of my time, and our night patrol meant I got home too late to even consider doing it in the evening. Our goal was have them fill in for us at the convention but I was a little nervous about leaving them alone.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Yumi transforms the mice into humans using the saved image of you. She plans to have the new doubles take over today at the convention centre.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Go To The Convention With Them|Dahou3b]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Send Them Out On Their Own And Patrol The City|Dahou3a]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>We’d made sure they were both up to the task of covering for us. They had the right knowledge and a few tweaks to their personality made them great at speaking with strangers. We gave them a bunch of extra instructions to act as guidelines such as obey the rules. When Yumi’s friend showed up to drive us there we sent our copies out instead and watched from the window.
“Alright let’s hit the town and do some good… first though.” Yumi showed me the designs for her modified outfits. They were an improvement over my current attire. Yumi took that as approval and she immediately phoned up a friend to tell her to go ahead and make them.
“She does design at the university so has access to pretty much everything she needs.”
“So she makes all the stuff for you?”
“No. Usually she just gets me in so I can do it myself. I have many talents.”
“I see.” With that out of the way we headed into town to help out where we could.
It was a busy Saturday with no shortage of people to speak with. Most people however didn’t care much about our offer to help. They either didn’t trust us, or quoted health and safety when we offered to assist anyone doing their job. The first person we found willing to let us help was the foreign owner of a corner shop. We helped him move a few boxes and sort through some old stock. As we finished up doing that we got out next offer. A young boy wanted our help to assist him with his outdoor chores. It really wasn’t what we envisioned when we set out today but Yum said it was better than doing nothing. He at least pulled his weight in the task and we finished it within an hour.
“Do you girls have a webpage? How will I contact you when I need help?” I was about to explain we didn’t, but it turns out that we did.
“Here you can find us on these.” Yumi gave him all our social media information.
“When did you set all that up?”
“Last night. I figured we might need it. Finding people to help is hard, but if they can find us then we can skip that part.” That made sense. Our further attempts to find people to assist that day were mostly fruitless. We helped an old lady home but shortly after Yumi got a phone call.
“Oh shit. My friend from the convention is calling me.” She couldn’t answer. For all she knew her copy could be standing next to the guy. We both agreed we better get back and make sure everything was okay. We rushed to the bus stop and quickly grabbed a bus heading in that direction.
We copied two people leaving the convention centre in order to copy the lanyards they wore so we didn’t have to pay. Once inside we headed towards the game booth worrying that our doubles wouldn’t be there. To our dismay one of the people we were meant to be helping had taken over our role.
“I’ll go ask where they are.” I approached and pretended the character cut-outs had grabbed my attention.
“What happened to the two girls promoting the game?” I asked. I gained a sour look in return.
“I don’t know. Some staff guy showed up a while ago and they followed him for some reason. Jeez I hope they didn’t get kicked out for being too skimpy.” That didn’t sound good. “Yumi isn’t even answering her phone. Seriously where did they go?” There was a little annoyance in his worry. I returned to the real Yumi to relay what I’d learned.
“Let’s search for them. Split up and let me know if you find them.” We did just that. I immediately went out back to search feeling that would be the best place. We instructed them to stay at the convention centre so they should still be within its grounds. The most hidden place I knew was round the side of the building. That was where we had encountered the thugs yesterday. Yumi had ‘purified’ them but as I’d soon learn this place had plenty more perverts. A man wearing a staff badge was standing watch over what should have been an empty corner. I approached and he beckoned for me to stop.
“You can’t go past here,” he declared. Something was differently up.
“Why? There was nothing here yesterday.”
“We are setting up a VIP experience.”
“Round the side of the building?”
“Yes.” That was a lie and a dumb one. He had the authority of a staff badge though and wasn’t going to let me past. Time to change tactics. I took out my phone and took aim with the all-powerful poser.
“Answer all my questions. Now tell me what you are really doing here,” I ordered.
“I’m collecting money. We have a couple of hoes back here who are letting just anyone fuck them anyway they want.”
“Let me see.” He was forced to do as I ordered and showed me what was going on. My fears were realised when I laid eyes upon my double being <<click " taken from behind ">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ConSexR.png]]<</replace>><</click>>while next to her someone was fucking Yumi’s double.
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“What the fuck! How long has this been going on for?” The guy checked his watch.
“Two hours about. I’m making bank.”
“Are you actually a member of staff?”
“Absolutely I am. I couldn’t pull this off otherwise.”
“How did this start?” I hadn’t given our doubles any instruction regarding this kind of thing.
“Well I made a joke about it being a rule they had to give staff a little fan-service. Turns out they’ll do anything I say if I say it’s a rule, even follow me outside and let strangers have sex with them.”
“Oooh.” Fuck. I’d told them to obey the rules and this jackass had the authority to write them. What a mess.
“How many people have had sex with them so far?”
“A dozen or so. I’m just counting my cash not my customers.” Was it even worth erasing this guy’s memory at this stage? I had no idea who had already had sex with our doubles and I doubted this guy could remember either.
“Alright fun’s over everyone. Pull up your pants and return whatever it was you were doing before this.” I had selected the staff member and the current customers with the poser. They obeyed and soon left me alone with our doubles. The smell of sex was potent. There were fluids all over the ground and our doubles looked a lot rougher than when we’d left them this morning. I phoned Yumi to let her know where I was. She soon arrived and looked at the state of our doubles.
“Oh what the hell happened? C’mon let’s clean them up. We’ll need to make improvements to stop this from happening again.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You send them out on their own. You do some random tasks in the meantime. You learn later that the programming you gave them wasn't perfect and that they've been having sex all day.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Improve them|Dahou4]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Return them to mice|Dahou3e]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“They’ll need improving but first thing’s first.” I targeted them both with the app then reloaded the saved images, fixing their appearance and flushing all the semen out of their system. I had to give them a bit more common sense and independence but I had to be sure they didn’t use it against us.
“For now you will both return to the booth and apologies for disappearing.” This time I’d be watching them to make sure they didn’t screw up. They both returned to the booth and apologised as best they could. Eventually they were forgiven and allowed to continue working. Their way of interacting with people was still a bit robotic though. I observed and made notes about what needed improving and came up with an idea to go about it.
“We give them all our memories and personality,” I pitched to Yumi. “But erase all knowledge of the app. We also make them sleeper agents, so when we say a specific phrase their programming kicks in like in that spy movie.”
“That sounds cool, but don’t the sleeper agents in those movies usually turn on their creators?”
“Their creators don’t have this.” I showed her the app. “I can control them perfectly. They won’t even get the chance to rebel nor will they ever have the desire to.” That was the difference between this and a spy movie. My orders were absolute. Once the Reborn app gave someone an order they’d have to obey it.
Our next hurdle came when the event ended for the day. We had to sneak our doubles home. Since I had the app it made sense for me to take care of them. Ultimately we decided to stop by a pet store and pick up a carry cage. We then returned them back to mice and put them both in the cage for me to smuggle into my home. Fortunately when I got home everyone was busy watching TV. I said hi as I walked past, careful to keep the cage hidden. It was when I set the cage down on my desk that I called safe. The two mice were silent. With their behaviour modified they just remained still the entire time without making a peep.
“To think you two were human not long ago.” What went on inside their heads? With the app’s power I could turn them into perfect copies of me. So perfect all of us would believe we were the original with no way to prove who the real Joe was. That was the kind of mess I wanted to avoid.
“I could turn you two into anyone I wanted.” I essentially had two blank canvasses to paint however I wanted. I saw the potential to use them to realise my fantasies… or I could just use them to do my homework.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You begin the process of improving the doubles. You realise the potential of having these two alone together in your bedroom.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Do Homework|Dahou5a]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Realise Fantasies|Dahou5b]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I’m pulling the plug on this.” I targeted them both and returned to their true form. “It was a mistake to take it this far.” The two mice scurried away.
“Alright if that’s what you want. I think we should have tried but I admit there are risks.” We transformed ourselves then returned to the convention centre. Yumi had a lot of explaining to do but managed to get her friends to forgive her. As for me I didn’t want to return to handling the booth with my old disguise. After what had happened out back I wanted to distance myself from that persona. The day was almost over so I didn't have to do it for long thankfully.
“I’ll return to handle the booth tomorrow, but I’m not using the same costume as before,” I told Yumi. She saw my logic and agreed. The day ended not soon after and I returned home to start work on my new disguise.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You return them to normal. It was a bad idea in the first place.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Dahou3end]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>Yumi let me get up at a decent time this morning unlike yesterday. I arrived at her house a little later with my new body ready to show. She had a new outfit for me ready as well.
“Your friend works fast.” I explained receiving the new costume.
“I did most of the work. She dropped it by last night and I finished it.” Once again Yumi looked like she had gone without sleep. I knew what to do. I targeted her with the app and rolled back her body to refresh her. She handed me my new costume and I quickly changed into my new body. My sizes were the same as before but my face and hair were now different.
“Wow this is way better.” The skirt was slightly longer, it covered my naval and was over all less revealing.
“You like it?”
“Yeah.” Well compared to what I was wearing before this was way better. Yumi’s outfit was basically the same as before since she hadn’t had time to finish hers. She now had a mask to go with it though.
“I can just deny it if anyone thinks I was the same girl as before.” That should work. Hopefully nobody will give us any trouble. That didn’t stop them from trying. Just half an hour after arriving at the convention centre the staff guy from yesterday arrived back at our booth.
“New rules ladies, I need you both to follow me outside.” He clearly thought the trick from yesterday would work on the real us.
“Who are you?” I asked.
“I’m… just a staff member. Keep up the good work.” He realised I wasn’t the girl from yesterday very quickly. He couldn’t be sure about Yumi since he couldn’t see her face but he didn't chance his luck. He left us alone although there wasn’t much for us to do with the extra time. As expected for a Sunday it wasn’t as busy as yesterday. We weren’t as pressed and nobody else brought up the topic of what had happened yesterday with our stand-ins. In all it was a normal day unlike the previous two.
“Anyone submit a request to our webpage?” I asked Yumi. We still had that help page that I’d almost forgotten about.
“No. I took it down. If we got popular then someone who’d paid to have sex with our doubles might find it. That would just cause trouble.” Yumi then let out a long sigh. “We really screwed ourselves over. We really haven’t achieved anything.”
“Yeah… it was a bit of a disaster. Well there is always next week.” If anything this weekend’s experience had taught me there was more the app could do than what I realised. I’d really put it to the test tomorrow when I returned to school.
“The weekend is almost over, seems I did so much but… oh crap homework!” I turned the mice back to normal before I could get them to do my homework for me. I’d be busy when I got home tonight.
The convention came to a close without any incident. Yumi decided to inform me that there would be no buses but she had booked a hotel room for us. I questioned why she hadn’t brought this up until now. I didn’t take her up on the offer to stay with her though and instead called on my dad to pick me up. When my homework was finally finished it was already late so I hit the hay ready for a new week.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You don't do much that Sunday. Mostly you and Yumi patch things up and talk about the previous days. By the end of the day you are ready for the start of a new week.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>They had already helped Yumi with her work for the weekend, time for them to do the same for me. I opened the cage and ordered them both to come out. I set them on the floor and turned them back to copies of me and Yumi.
“Alright pets, homework time.” Soon Yumi’s double was digging into my maths homework while my own copy was handling the lighter task of everything else. They had the benefit of being immune to distractions so within half an hour everything was done.
“Having a spare head is so useful. Well time to reprogram you two into perfect sleeper agents.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You focus on the task at hand instead.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Dahou6]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>So many possibilities. I let them both out of their cage and set them onto the floor. I then turned them back into their human form. Standing in front of me were the magical duo in their skimpy outfits.
“Kiss.” I started with something basic. They obeyed and kissed each other although it was rather plain.
“Passionately.” That made things a little better. It was a fun show but now I wanted involved. My dick was hard and the only question was who would I have first?
“Both of you undress then bend over on my bed.” They obeyed. I dropped my trousers and grabbed Yumi’s ass. I trust my shaft into her as she silently took it. It felt good but she wasn’t the only one needing my attention. I shifted quickly to my own double and gave her the same treatment. I shifted between the two of them as I fucked them both equally. It was in Yumi’s pussy that I came first.
“Holy shit!” That felt amazing. I didn’t want to leave my own double left out. I resumed the fuck fest until I blew a second load into her. Now I was spent but with the app I didn’t have to necessarily let it end just there. I’d fucked them both, but I wonder what it would feel like to be on the receiving end. I'd have to make some anatomical changes first.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You act out a sexual fantasy. Next you wonder if you should try another one.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Stop For Tonight|Dahou5c1]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Continue As A Girl|Dahou5c2]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I arrived at Yumi’s early carrying with me the cage containing the two mice. I’d spent hours making changes to them. I had all the changes saved on my phone ready to show Yumi. As per usual she led me up to her room after I arrived.
“You look like shit again,” I informed her. She must have stayed up all night again. I didn’t ask what she had been doing. I just rolled back her body with the app to remove her fatigue.
“Much better, thanks. How did it go with the twins?” She asked.
“The twins?” Was that what she was calling them now? Whatever it wasn’t important. “I’ll show you.” I opened the cage and let out the two mice. They waited patiently for me to transform them into their human forms.
“How may we serve you master?” They bowed to us the moment they were back on two legs. They had a much more human expression and their body language was a lot more natural.
“Tell them Yumi.” I wanted her to see for herself what I’d done.
“Um.. I need you two to stand in for me at the convention centre today.”
“Certainly master. Don’t worry; there won’t be a repeat of yesterday’s events. We are much better behaved now. We’ll do our best to fulfil you every desire.” Yumi was speechless.
“They are perfect right? Now check this out.” I cleared my throat. “Assault Mode Engage!” In a beat their expressions changed. Their warm smiles turned hostile and their eyes began scanning for threats. If someone were to try and lay a hand on either Yumi or me right now they’d immediately engage them and subdue them.
“Maid Mode Engage.” They instantly returned to their previous setting. Their gentle smiles return and they dropped their combat stance.
“They’ll obey anything that you and I tell them to do,” I explained. “But also have a degree of common sense for when someone else issues an order."
“We are much more intelligent than before. Rest assure you can count on us.” They also had a degree of free will.
“You’ve really been working hard.” Yumi pulled me to the side and whispered. "Are you sure it's safe? I mean it all seems to good."
"They enjoy it. I programmed them so they get a sense of happiness from obeying our orders." As a result their greastest desire would always be to serve us.
“Well okay." Yumi didn't sound sure. "Here let me show what I’ve been doing.” She unveiled a new pink and white outfit that was tailored to fit my body. It was an overall improvement on the previous costumes we had been using.
“Just the one?” I asked.
“I only had time to do one. My friend was working on it yesterday and I got it from her last night to finish it. Truthfully the stitching is very sloppy because I was rushed to get it done for this morning. Still it looks alright. So want to try it on?” It sounded like I had a choice this time. I remember when this started Yumi had been much more forceful.
“Sure hand it over.” It couldn’t be that hard. I transformed into my female alter ego and put on the new outfit. Yumi also restyled my hair and face a little to make it fit in better. When I was finished I had to admit that I liked <<click "what I saw">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewMahJoe.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.
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“You look very cute master.” Even the twins were complimenting me now.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The improves are a major success. Before going to the convention Yumi shows you a new outfit and gives you the choice of wearing it.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[I like it|Dahou7a]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[I don't like it|Dahou7b]]</div>
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I lost interest in that idea very quickly.
“Alright pets, homework time.” Soon Yumi’s double was digging into my maths homework while my own copy was handling the lighter task of everything else. They had the benefit of being immune to distractions so within half an hour everything was done.
“Having a spare head is so useful. Well time to reprogram you two into perfect sleeper agents. I’ll start by making you better in bed.” They were really just giant fuck toys are the moment. I needed to make them more responsive.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You have sex some more but with the roles reversed.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Dahou6]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>It was time to try out something else. I targeted myself with the app to transform me into my pink haired alter ego. Next I targeted my double and made a slight modification to her crotch. I gave her my male dick did the same to Yumi.
“Both of you fuck me good!” They obeyed and pushed me down on the bed. Yumi’s double was the first to stuff my pussy with her shaft. Before I had the chance to adjust to having her inside me, my own double took my ass.
“H-hey slow down!” They were taking it too fast. They obeyed my command and slowed down the pace giving me time to adjust to the new feelings. It started to feel good. Yumi was beneath me fucking my pussy while my copy was on top claiming my ass. Good turned to amazing and they drove me to my first orgasm but didn’t stop. I never imagined sex could feel this good. It was a completely different experience when compared to doing it as a man. I came again shortly after.
“S-stop!” I’d had my fill for tonight. My ass and pussy needed time to recover. They both pulled out of me and I rolled onto the bed. I noticed neither of them had came despite me having two orgasms. I guess they had a lot of endurance. That would be something I needed to improve on. Right now they were just living sex machines. I needed to work on making them more human.
“Oh right that was what I was meant to be doing.” I better get started then.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You stop for tonight and resume the task of reprogramming your doubles.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Dahou6]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I decided to stay like this for the day. This cosplay thing was growing on me a little.
“Shall we head out?” I asked. The twins were ready to go whenever.
“Hold on I need to change my appearance. My friend will find it odd if there are two of me walking around.” Yumi and her double were a lot closer match than me and mine. It felt weird calling her my double now, she had become a separate person now.
“Hey I don’t feel right just calling you two ‘The Twins’ or ‘My double’. I’ll just call you Heart and Sky from now on.” Heart being my pinked haired copy and Sky being Yumi’s. With that out of the way Yumi finished setting up her disguise just as her friend arrived to pick us up. We sent Heart and Sky out to jump in the back seat of the car while Yumi and I found our own way there. Because they had to arrive early, and we had to line up, there ended up being a full hour that we weren’t watching over them. Fortunately when we finally got in we saw they were both standing by the booth greeting people with smiles.
“Looks like they’ll be fine. Let’s enjoy the convention.” We hadn’t really gotten a chance to do that yet. We started exploring the convention hall wishing we had the money to spend on some many of the items on display. It was a fun experience and we kept eye on Sky and Heart regularity. There wasn’t any problem with their behaviour compared to yesterday so it would seem our attempts to create the perfect servants had been successful.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You are enjoying the cosplay and spend the entire day at con in it.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|DahouEnd]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>It’s just not me. I changed back to normal feeling a lot more comfortable.
“Shall we head out?” I asked. The twins were ready to go whenever.
“Hold on I need to change my appearance. My friend will find it odd if there are two of me walking around.” Yumi and her double were a lot closer matched than me and mine. It felt weird calling her my double now. It felt kind of like she had become a separate person.
“Hey I don’t feel right just calling you two ‘The Twins’ or ‘My double’. I’ll just call you Heart and Sky from now on.” Heart being my pinked haired copy and Sky being Yumi’s. With that out of the way Yumi finished setting up her disguise just as her friend arrived to pick us up. We sent Heart and Sky out to jump in the back seat of the car while Yumi and I found our own way there. Because they had to arrive early, and we had to line up, there ended up being a full hour that we weren’t watching over them. Fortunately when we finally got in we saw they were both standing by the booth greeting people with smiles.
“Looks like they’ll be fine. Let’s enjoy the convention.” We hadn’t really gotten a chance to do that yet. We started exploring the convention hall wishing we had the money to spend on some many of the items on display. It was a fun experience and we kept eye on Sky and Heart regularity. There wasn’t any problem with their behaviour compared to yesterday so it would seem our attempts to create the perfect servants had been successful.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You don't wear it. You return to normal then head to the con to keep an eye on the twins.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|DahouEnd]]
Since that day Heart and Sky had become increasingly more active in our lives. Despite having created them to be my double, I had never actually used them to replace me. Maybe it was the worry that they’d screw up again, or maybe I had come to perceive them as their own person. I was happy to have them around. They’d do my chores and homework without question and because of the alterations I made to their personality they enjoyed doing it. Yumi was in the same boat. She basically had a living mannequin to help with her costume design and someone to talk to. I'd used the app on my family so they didn't question Heart being around the house.
Today Yumi and I were out shopping for new materials for her next costumes. <<if $co is "yes">>I’d gone with her since I enjoyed wearing them as much as she enjoyed making them.<<endif>><<if $co is "no">>She still talked to me about her hobby although I no longer took part in it.<<endif>> It was lunch time. Yumi and I had stopped for lunch and were waiting at the table while Heart and Sky stood in line for food.
“You two.” I voice called out to us from a <<click "white haired woman">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHunter.png]]<</replace>><</click>> approaching our table.
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“Can we help you?” I asked.
“Cute. Now let me see your phone.” I saw her eye glow. A second later I realised I had gotten my phone from my pocket. She quickly snatched it as I questioned why I had just done that.
“Shit the poser!” I stood up but she pushed me back down again.
“Stay seated.” She was using the poser on us. Not the one from my phone, but what I was feeling was the same feeling I had when tested the poser on myself. I couldn’t move from the seat anymore and neither could Yumi.
“Oh you’ve been very busy,” she laughed. Who was this woman?
“Let us go!” I ordered.
“Sorry. You’ve been messing with powers you don’t understand and need to be punished.”
“You’re also messing with something you don’t understand. Let us go now!”
“Or what?”
“Assault Mode Engage.” Those words reached the ears of those who needed to hear them. Two trays of food were dropped to the ground as a pink and blue haired figure came sprinting through the food court. The white haired woman saw their approach.
“Halt!” She ordered. They didn’t obey. In this state I’d ordered them both specifically to ignore all orders given to them from anyone other than myself or Yumi. Heart threw the first punch which the woman dodged. Sky followed up with a kick that she landed. The woman was knocked to the floor but quickly jumped back up.
“Isn’t this interesting.” She dodged the next few hits then countered with one of her own. Sky was knocked back but Heart surged forward. The woman was knocked to the floor again. She jumped back up again but Sky was there to knock her back down. By now people were beginning to call for help and getting out of the way of the fighting. Security arrived quickly threatening to shoot.
“Shoot those two!” The white haired woman ordered with her glowing eye. The guards pulled out their guns and opened fire, unleashing a barrage of blanks into Sky and Heart. Obliviously that did nothing. These guards weren't actually allowed to carry live ammo. Sky and Heart hounded their original target.
“Fucking useless.” The woman hissed. “Tsk, I have what I came for.” She leapt over a railing and down onto the floor before sensing she was outmatched.
“Maid mode engage!” I yelled knowing Heart and Sky would pursue if I didn’t call them off. They returned to their regular warmth selves and came immediately to assist me. The guards were confused about what had just happened. After unloading several gunshots in the middle of a shooting centre the place was in uproar.
“Let’s get out of here.” Heart and Sky helped Yumi and I out of our chairs. Once we were back on our feet the spell on us was broken and we began running. Ultimately we were able to make a clean escape but without my phone. Following that I kept Heart closer to me than ever but I never saw that woman or my phone ever again.
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t trust them to function independently just yet.
“I’ll go to the convention with the other you. I don’t want to leave them alone just yet.”
“So you’re afraid they’ll cause trouble? I can understand that. Okay let’s go with that idea then. I’ll keep in touch to check up on you.” Soon Yumi’s friend had showed up to take us to the convention centre. I got into the car with the fake Yumi and did most the talking. Yumi’s friend didn’t seem to notice that she was a fake. At the convention centre she followed my previous instruction to go to the booth and show passing the people the game. I stood back and watched and immediately knew I’d made the right choice coming here.
“Please play this.” She approached people at random and spoke forcefully. If someone tried to ignore her she kept on pestering them until they replied. I called her back rather quickly to explain what she was doing wrong.
“If someone ignores you then leave them alone. Don’t continue pestering them.” I sent her back out to try it out. She approached someone else and started talking but immediately moved on. She had given them less than a second to respond before finding someone else to speak with. I had to quickly explain to her why that was wrong as well. Unfortunately everything I fixed just revealed something else that was wrong. She required constant correcting.
“She is a lot less functional than I realised.” I might need to rethink how I went about giving them intelligence. “I wonder how the real Yumi is getting on with my copy?” I thought about phoning her but something else needed my attention.
“Sure whatever it’s a rule. Now follow me.” A staff member was speaking to her. I missed the start of the conversation but now she was following him away.
“What’s going on?” I quickly stopped them.
“He said it was a rule that I had to follow them.” And I’d told her to obey the rules so she’d blindly do he said.
“Don’t obey fake rules.” She lacked all forms of common sense. “Anyway what did you want?” I asked the guy.
“We’ve had a compliant about her behaviour.” Unsurprising.
“Sorry about that. I’ll keep her under control.”
“Please do. I don’t want to be back again.” He left with. I turned to fake Yumi.
“Okay just stand back and let me handle this.” That was simple enough for her to understand. I took over promoting the game while Yumi just watched. Later I told her to help draw in some crowds but send them over to me. She managed that alright and we finished the day at that pace.
“That was rough, but we got through it.” We both returned to Yumi’s house where she was waiting with my copy.
“How’d it go?” We asked each other. I replied first.
“Troublesome. Their programming just as good as I thought it would be. I need to start over or just scrap it.”
“Scrap? Your copy was just fine. She did everything I told her to do.”
“That’s the problem. They are useless without direct instruction.” I had to make the call, should I continue this or pull the plug.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You escort the fake Yumi and quickly realise she is far from a functional human being. You constantly correct her behavior but its a flawed foundation. You realise you either need to scrap the plan or start over again.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Return them to mice|Dahou3e]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Yumi stop.” I took my phone from her. “I really don’t think we should be playing with life like this. Making copies of ourselves is crossing the line.”
“You really think so… I mean I agree it’s not exactly Christian but think of how useful it would be. I could be in school and not in school at once!”
“And if we get caught? It’s too dangerous.” I put my foot down. I didn’t want to worry about there being a clone of me running around.
“Well what’s the plan then? I don’t want to bail after promising to help my friends at the convention.”
“We do what we did yesterday. Attend the convention like normal then head out afterwards to help people.” Yumi wasn’t immediately on board but then an idea came to her.
“Yeah that’ll work.” She didn’t tell me what her idea was though until after we were back at the convention centre. Our task today was the same as yesterday. Attract interest and get people to demo the game. The main difference was that there were a lot more people around today. The line to get in had been massive when Yumi and I arrived and we have arrived early. Fortunately we had staff bands to get past.
As Yumi spoke with people I noticed she was adding a few extra pieces of information about our promotion to the people speaking with her.
“You go onto this webpage and you then drop us a request which we will magically fulfil.” I eased closer to see what she was up to.
“Oh… so it’s like a suggestion form for new game content or something?”
“Nope. As a Magical Girl I have the power to grant wishes. Just tell us your greatest wish and we’ll fulfil it.”
“Well a million dollars would be a nice start,” he joked. As a joke he opened up the webpage on his phone and submitted his request. “I accept cash or bank transfer.” He knew there was zero chance he’d actually receive the money. Yumi however had a different plan.
“Joe can your app create money?”
“No, and if it could I still wouldn’t let you just give him it. What is this about a wish granting website?”
“It was an idea I had. We get people to send us what they need help with and we appear to fulfil it.”
“We’re wish granting fairies now?” I was sceptical. On paper I agreed with the idea, but whenever we had people asking for absurd things like a million in cash it got problematic.
“We won’t grant every wish obviously. There will be many we can’t grant or are incapable of granting. It’s the important ones we’ll focus on.”
“Define important.”
“I define them as they come in.” That was all she said on the topic for now. We went back to promoting the game and in Yumi’s case also her website. Lunch rolled around and while on break I checked our requests. There only two listed. The first was simply someone who had typed ‘testing’ which was possibly Yumi, and the second was obviously the guy who wanted money.
“Off to a great start,” I joked. Would anyone really be foolish enough to give us a proper request? People had to be very careful of what information they gave websites. No sensible person would just give random websites personal information. I had forgotten however than in this age sensible wasn’t a trait everyone had. As I was about to close the inbox a new entry popped up.
“Will you go on a date with me?” I thought aloud as I read it. The juice I’d been drinking nearly came out of my nose as I avoided breaking into laughter. I had to get back and see Yumi’s reaction. I threw my almost finished lunch in the bin and rushed back. I arrived back in time to see Yumi starring at her phone will awkward disgust.
“How are the requests coming along?” I pretended I hadn’t been checking them. She looked at me and I saw the plan form in her head.
“Joe how would you like to go on a date with some guy you’ve probably never met.”
“Oh well let me just think…”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You discourage Yumi from conducting any weird experiments. Later at the convention centre you discover Yumi has created a website for people to send her requests. One person has requested Yumi goes on a date with them. She wants you to take her place.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Decline|Fahou2a]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I think the real question is, how will you repay me if I do?” I wasn’t above going on a date provided I was compensated for it. It was just a date anyway.
“Why should I have to?”
“Because you are the one pressuring me into doing it.” She had no defence against that.
“Alright. If you take him on a date then you can take me on a date afterwards.”
“I’ll hold you to that.” I could have some fun with that.
“Great. I’ll reply to the guy and let him know.” She quickly sent a response back. “And now we wait and hope they actually check if they got a response.” The wait lasted nearly an hour. I’d almost forgotten about the stupid bet when Yumi let out a cry of glee.
“He responded. ‘Yes I am serious’.” Yumi was narrating her response. “Come to the booth. I really want to meet you XXX.”
“Was that last part necessary? Don’t be giving the guy any ideas.”
“I can’t wait to have your D in my…” I slapped the phone from her hand. She hadn’t actually been typing that though. I picked it up and saw he had replied that he was on the way. I remained silent as Yumi had failed to pick up on something. She was still herself. The guy asked to go on a date with her, not me.
“Wait…” Unfortunately she realised it. “Swap us now!”
“Took you long enough.” Swapping our bodies was so simply we could do it in plain sight. I targeted us both with the app and swapped us around. Nobody in the area realised that our souls had just switched places. Since the body I had been using was a modified version of Yumi’s the change didn’t feel that different. While Yumi was adjusting to the sensation of having her soul swapped I had grabbed my phone from her. I just didn’t trust her with it in this kind of situation. Plus I wanted to have it as a precaution on my date. Never know what this guy might be expecting.
“Excuse me.” I heard a gentle voice behind me. I turned around and saw a girl who like me <<click "was in cosplay">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Karen.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. It appeared to a Japanese school uniform not unlike the one I saw at Yumi’s house. She was rocking it pretty well in my opinion. She did look a little younger than me though.
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“Hi, do you need help or maybe you want to try out the game we have.”
“No… Um this is about the date.” Huh? Behind me I heard Yumi lose it. I glance backwards and saw her with her hand over her mouth struggling to hold in the laughter.
“What’s up with you?” I hissed back at her. If anything she should be disappointed that the guy turned out to be a girl. I turned back to the girl in front of me.
“That was you?” I asked to clarify. She showed me the chat log on her phone. It was definitely her. I’d been prepared for the worse, half-expecting some greasy teenager or perverted old geezer to show up but this, this was better than I’d expected. I’d no complaints about dating a girl.
“When do you want to schedule our date?”
“I don’t know…” She didn’t have much confidence. Surprising she had the guts to reply to Yumi and then actually come over here to follow through. Well I didn’t want to waste too much time on this so I had an idea.
“How about later then? We can meet up at the end of the convention if you’re free.”
“Yes! I can do that.” A sudden burst of excitement.
“Then it is settled. I’ll be waiting.” She departed and I glanced back around at Yumi who was still finding it all amusing.
“What?”
“Oh nothing. Enjoy you’re date with ‘her’.” Was that meant to mean something?
“I’d say sometimes I didn’t know what you’re thinking but that would be a lie. I never know what you’re thinking.” Thinking about it Yumi must have already spoken with her briefly to show her the website in the first place.
Hours passed and our workload didn’t slow down. Yumi continued to try and persuade people into using the wish granting service but her success was limited. As we entered the last hour the crowds began to thin. I saw the girl from before waiting nearby for me to finish.
“Yumi can you handle the rest?” Yumi checked the time then looked around. She saw what I had seen and smiled stupidly.
“Sure thing handsome. You go and enjoy yourself.” Why was she still speaking with the dumb grin? I left Yumi to handle things while I started my date.
“Well first thing is first, what’s your name?” I asked her.
“Um… Karen.”
“I’m Yumi.” Technically I was Joe who was inside Yumi’s body while she was cosplaying at a character named Magi-Cute Sky. God how did simply giving my name become so complex? We toured the convention centre which I’d yet to get a proper chance to do. Karen had been around all day so knew every inch of the place now.
“A lot of collectors tat and cheap knockoffs at these places,” I observed. Some of the stuff looked cool, but was either way overpriced or built using the cheapest material the lowest bidder had in stock.
“I think it’s cool to have a way to support your hobby,” Karen replied.
“It’s just not for me.” I’d rather spend my money on games or material items like clothes. “So what kind of hobbies do you have?”
“Me? I… um… like to dress up.”
“Clothes eh? I guess that normal for a girl.” I noticed a figure on display and picked it up. “T.W. Figures No. 44S Karen Fumiko.” I looked at the figure in the box then realised their clothing was identical Karen’s. It took me a moment to realise Karen wasn’t her real name. She’d given me the name of the character was cosplaying as. Maybe by dressing up she meant cosplay.
“I love that character,” Karen explained showing some enthusiasm. “She’s really cool and while her battle outfit is awesome I prefer her school outfit.”
“Do you want to buy the figure?”
“No. I already have one.” I put the box back down. She was able to tell me most of the boxed figures on the display. I couldn’t tell one show from another but she had no problem.
“You’re an expert on this stuff,” I complimented.
“Not really. I’m just passionate.” We explored the convention centre a little more but I soon grew bored and also grew hungry. This was a date so I couldn’t just grab a burger from the food van out back. My current attire however made going to a restaurant a negative. Fortunately I knew a place with good food and was used to customers eating there with very little clothing.
“There’s a seaside restaurant about twenty minutes from here.” They were used to people eating wearing only their swimming gear so we’d be fine to enter with what we are wearing. “It’s a nice place, good food if you know what to order, bathrooms on opposite ends of the restaurant for some reason and the staff are really nice.” I received approval from Karen and we left.
Despite Yumi’s mocking laugh this date was actually pretty fun. Once I found common ground Karen got pretty talkative although I knew very little of the subject she was talking about. We arrived at the restaurant and had an enjoyable meal. Things were going great and even after we finished eating we decided to chat some more outside.
“I need to use the toilet first.”
“Sure.” We both got up. I went to pay the bill as she disappeared into the toilets. Once the bill was a paid I waited by the door keeping an eye on the women’s bathroom door for her to reappear. She sure was taking her time.
“Are you ready to go?” She suddenly asked. She’d somehow crept up behind me.
“Didn’t you head to the bathroom?” I hadn’t seen her come out.
“I did.” Was there a second door? “Shall we go?”
“Yeah.” I felt my brain was trying to tell me something that I didn’t want to hear. We found a nice spot on the grassy slopes overlooking the beach and sat down to enjoy the sunset.
“I don’t really like ocean.” She started a new conversation as I tried to figure out what was bothering me. “Maybe it’s because of that time I lost my swimming trunks while in the water.”
3… 2… 1…
“You’re a guy?!? No that’s impossible.” Impossible it wasn’t. I impulsively lifted up her skirt revealing what was hidden beneath. She had been wearing stripes panties akin to her character, but beneath them were tight skin coloured shorts that smoothed out her package but there was still a distinct bulge hidden beneath. As a certain admiral once said, ‘It’s a trap.’<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You discover your date is actually a girl, but then learn that it wasn't a girl, it was a trap!<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Abort!|Fahou3c]]</div>
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<div id="choice">[[Abort!|Fahou3c]]</div>
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<div id="choice">[[Full Speed Ahead!|Fahou3d]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I’d love to... do anything but what you just said.”
“C’mon it’ll be fun,” Yumi pressured.
“Then you do it.”
“I’m busy.”
“And I’m busier.” I wasn’t saying yes. Nothing she could do could convince me to say that.
“Can I use your phone a second?” She suddenly changed the topic. No doubt she was planning something that probably involved me ending up a on a date with some stranger.
“No. No you cannot.” Thank the lord I’d taken my phone with me when I left for lunch. The problem was that I now didn’t feel safe leaving it in the bag like I had prior. Yumi accepted that she wasn’t convincing me. She didn’t show any interest in doing it herself so the request went unfulfilled.
We didn’t get a request for the remainder of the day but then in the last half hour, at a point where most people had gone home already, we met someone we couldn’t say no to. He didn’t walk up to us but was pushed over by the woman behind his wheelchair.
“Oh look Reece, you like games don’t you?” The woman said to the wheelchair bound six year old. At a glance we could tell his legs weren’t developed properly. Either caused by an accident or birth defect, this kid would likely never walk. Yumi quickly engaged by bending down to be eye level with him. She talked about the game but naturally also showed him the request page.
“If you wish extra hard then we be able to fulfil it.” She avoided telling him what to wish for but I knew what she was thinking. There was a lot to see before closing so the woman thanked Yumi for help her and moved on.
“Did I go too far?” She asked.
“That’s oddly considerate of you. You normally don’t give the consequences a second thought.” She didn’t respond. She kept on checking her phone in case she got sent a request by the boy. I however had already targeted him with the app. Even if he was out of sight I could still modify his body if I desired it. I’d rather wait for the request to come through first.
“Is it wrong we have the power to help him, but won’t do so unless he asks for it?” I asked Yumi but also myself. I could heal him right now but felt was wrong to do so unless I first had permission.
“Who was it said the faithful will be rewarded?” Yumi replied.
“Not a clue.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decline the offer. Later a disabled boy in a wheelchair comes to the booth. Yumi tells him about the wish granting service she set up hoping he'd use it. You both wait and see what happens.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Sunday morning rolled around and I was once again at the convention centre.
“Think they’ll come to thank us?” Yumi asked me. Last night at around 9PM the wish from the boy arrived in our message box. I’d gone home by that point but had been watching out in hope that the message would come. When it did I set to work immediately but was interrupted when Yumi phoned. She’d been watching out for it as well. It was at 4AM that I made my move. I didn’t want the boy to be awake so acted when I could be almost sure he’d be asleep. If everything went as it should he’d be healed. We had no way of knowing if it worked though.
“Maybe I should have got them to leave us an address,” Yumi pondered.
“True. Someone might wish for us to cure their sick father but we’d have no idea who. Once we get a reputation for being legit we can do that. People will be more willing to leave us their address then.” Throughout the morning we acted as per usual. Nobody took our wish granting service seriously, the few requests we did get were all unreasonable and most related to monetary gains. Ultimately the boy from yesterday never reappeared. The convention doors shut to the public and it was time to pack up.
“You two can head on home. We’ll pack up.” With those words from Yumi’s friend we were officially finished.
“Time to get the bus,” I announced. Since they had to transport all their stuff back there was no room for us in the car we used to get home yesterday.
“Oh there’s no bus today.” Yumi decided now was the time to inform me of that. “But I did book us into a hotel. I kinda thought things might go a little differently than what they have.”
“What does that mean?”
“Nothing. I found something more important that’s all.” Vague.
“What about school?” Speaking of school. I had homework I hadn’t done for tomorrow.
“I was just going to claim convention sickness.”
“What’s that?” I sounded like a made up illness.
“It means you got sick from being in close proximity with a lot of people. How many people did we touch when demonstrating the game? Lots and some of them may have had a cold or something. Normally I bring hand sanitiser but since your app can purge any virus we might contract I didn’t bother.”
Normally I’d leap at the chance to not have to go to school, but the Reborn app turned a normally painstakingly boring classroom into a world of possibilities. Maybe a day off would be good though since I’d worked all weekend. I accepted her offer of a hotel room for the night.
As it turned out she had booked us in with a hotel very close to the convention centre. It was within walking distance so we arrived fairly soon after. We checked in and made ourselves at home.
“I notice we have only one bed.” It was a double but it meant we’d be sharing the bed unless she had another room booked.
“Like I said I expected things to go a little differently. Anyway I’m going to have a shower. Don’t peak.”
“I’ve already seen, correct that, I’ve already been your naked body.”
“Whatever.” She locked herself in the bathroom. Well the room came with free Wi-Fi so I might as well use it. I logged in and checked the website Yumi had set up.
“What the hell?” I loudly exclaimed as I laid eyes on the screen. We had new requests and a lot of them.
“Problem?” Yumi poked her head out.
“We… come see this.”
“Give me a second.” She closed the door then came out with a towel wrapped around her. I showed her what had shocked me and when she saw it she forgot about the towel and grabbed my phone.
“So many… and their serious ones.” Something had happened, suddenly our little website was flooded with new requests. ‘Heal my broken leg. Help me pass an exam. Protect me from a stalker.’ There were plenty of serious requests as well as some less serious ones such as ‘What are the lottery numbers?’ or ‘Give me the power to fly’. We were spoiled for choice and they kept on coming.
“Well something has happened to make us popular,” I theorised.
“Yeah. I’m going back into the shower. You keep watch.” I did just that. Yumi’s shower wasn’t long but even that short time period we got a lot more requests. Unfortunately the problem we’d identified previously caused a bit of a headache as many people weren’t leaving ways for us to contact them. Those that did however I bookmarked. It turned out someone had written an article on the boy's miracle healing, and had linked us in it.
After coming this far there really wasn’t a question on whether we’d attempt to do the requests or not. In fact the only question that remained was on why we were doing in.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The request came in late at night. On Sunday you meet up with Yumi to talk about it. You healed the boy after the request was made but he doesn't appear at the convention centre. Later however while at the hotel you notice a sudden influx of serious requests. It seems somebody has reported the story. With the chance to help so many people, you question your motivation for doing so.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[For The Greater Good|FahouEnd2]]</div>Our accountant handed me a number and I smiled seeing it. The maths involved with what Yumi and I were doing was beyond us. Fortunately we had enough money to hire someone else to sort it all out for us.
We also now owned a huge tent where our new followers could attend meetings every weekend. There we’d pick out members of the crowd to use our healing on. We were like those bogus faith healers except we actually healed people. Naturally we encouraged people to donate to our cause, and we also made sure that the more generous donations were rewarded. It felt like a scam, but we were delivering on our promises so it really wasn’t. Crowds would cheer for us every time we appeared, and our accountant had registered us as a religious organisation to keep the government off us. We had a lot of nosy journalists attempting to debunk us but they were meddling with powers they didn’t understand. Fame, fortune and an easy life. Yumi and I had it all.
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~ End - Fame and Fortune ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]Yumi gave me the clear and I slipped into the children’s ward at the hospital. We realised that there were plenty of sick kids out there who deserved a life but wouldn’t be given one unless we stepped in.
“Who are you mister?” A young girl asked me.
“I’m a healer. Now stay still. This won’t hurt.” I targeted her with the app and accessed her body information. Leukaemia, modern medicine was struggling to keep her alive but I had the power to change her fate. A few changes to her body and the disease fated to claim her life was suddenly completely absent. Her body should be able to do the rest so I moved onto the next child then the next.
“Rest up kids, you’ve got a full life ahead of you.” I slipped back out of the room. “Where to next?” I asked Yumi. She was my lookout as neither of us was meant to be here at this time. Phone weren’t allowed so we had to act illegally to do what we were doing. That meant we could tell nobody about it. We knew we’d never get recognition for our efforts. A lot people would take what we were doing and use it as proof of God’s existence. That wasn’t our concern, we were doing what was right and that was enough for us.
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~ End - Humble Healers ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I poked the bulge to confirm it was the real deal. It was.
“You know. I found you attractive before and after seeing this that hasn’t changed.” Male or female, I didn’t care. She was still attractive. Actually this just added more charm to her.
“Can I see it?” I asked her. She nodded so I pulled on the waist line of her underwear and peeked inside. It was a penis alright and a semi-erect one. I teased it a little and it stiffened in response. Well I’d come this far, might as well make my feelings clear.
“Wait what are you doing?” She asked as I leant over and took her shaft into my mouth. Normally I’d have no interest in boys but most boys weren’t this cute. I didn’t have any inexperience with sucking dick so I just did what I could hoping she’d enjoy it. I glanced up at her expression and nearly suffered a heart attack. It was such a girlish expression. I couldn’t stop at that point and in just a minute I had her coming. It was so cute watching her try to be a girl while spurting cum from her cock. When it stopped she pulled up her underwear and stood up.
“I need to get home.”
“If you want to continue then you know where to find me. I’ll be waiting.” Maybe I’d gone too far. She probably wouldn’t show up tomorrow but if she did it would be a sign she wanted to continue. Well I better find Yumi and turn us both back to normal.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You confirm that Karen is definitely a boy. Maybe a little too much. She leaves but you tell her she is free to come find you tomorrow.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I have to go now. My planet needs me.” I quickly stood up and fled the scene.
“Wait!” She… I mean he called after me. There were so many hints that Karen was a man. Yumi must have known from the very start. Her mocking laugh was just plain suspicious.
“How did I notice realise it?” Yumi had probably gone home already; actually I was still in her body so maybe not. I phoned her and discovered she was in a movie theatre expecting a phone call from me sooner or later.
“Guessing you finally realised. So how’d it go?” She knew why I was phoning.
“I got out of there the moment I knew.”
“Wow jerk move. Come give me my body back.” We swapped back to normal but decided to cancel our plans to patrol the city. Yumi was a little annoyed at me for leaving Karen or whatever his real name was so suddenly. I headed home and started work on my homework.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You abort mission and flee. Later you discover Yumi knew all along. She's a little annoyed that you left Karen so suddenly.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Yumi let me get up at a decent time Sunday morning. When I arrived at her house it was clear she was still a little upset with me.
"If I see him I'll apologise," I told her.
"If," she replied. "I doubt we will."
She was right. There were less people there on Sunday and Karen wasn't among them. I realised too late that it was very possible he was but had ditched the cosplay. If he was walking around as himself then I'd probably not recgonise him.
The convention ended and Yumi left without me. I was left standing around forever waiting on a bus until someone informed me there weren't any running today. I had to call on my dad to come rescue me as Yumi wasn't answering. When I got home I finished up my homework in preperation for the start of a new week. Hopefully Yumi would have forgiven me tomorrow when I saw her at school.
Well overall I had plenty of fun this week with the discovery of the app. Now it was time to look ahead at what I could do with it next week.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You don't do much that Sunday. Yumi is still annoyed at you. By the end of the day you are ready for the start of a new week.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Trap aren’t gay,” I explained to Yumi. We were back at the booth talking about what had happened yesterday. Apparently she’d known right from the start.
“You keep saying that but I never asked for your opinion on the matter.” Sunday was a lot quieter than yesterday. We had time to talk which I used to explain that what had happened yesterday wasn’t gay. Yumi however didn’t care either way.
“Shame you left early. A sick kid came round the booth but sadly without the app I couldn’t do much to help him.” Yumi then sighed. “We’ve gotten no serious requests either on my website. I really expected this to go better.” Without my help we’d be unable to fulfil them.
“Well I went on that date so at least I contributed. If she…”
“I thought you said she was a he?”
“Karen is cute and feminine thus a she. Anyway as I was saying, if she tells other people they might give us requests.”
“Requests to date you I bet. Jeez you’re starting to sound like one of those closed minded people who like to fight for things they don’t understand.”
“I am not,” I protested.
“Do you understand what I just said?”
“Well… No.”
“But you fought for it. Point proven.” Yumi was making clear she didn’t want to continue this conversation. She resumed her job of attracting people to the stall. Meanwhile there was only one person I wanted to pull over here. I waited hoping they’d show up and eventually they did.
I spotted Karen moving among the crowds, trying to get closer to me without me noticing. Honestly if that was her goal she should have chosen another outfit to use. I guess she only had one. Yumi rolled her eyes as I snuck away to get the jump on Karen. I snuck up behind Karen and with a swift movement got my hands under her arms then groped her fake breasts. She shrieked and turned to face me.
“Y-yumi,” she was still in shock.
“So you came back for more.” She blushed in response. Hard to imagine it was really a guy I was speaking with.
“I… thought about what you said… and was curious… if you were serious.” If it wasn’t for the crowds of people around me I’d throw her on the ground and have sex with her right here. Sadly the laws of human decency still applied.
“I was very serious and I’ll prove it once we are alone.” Well that would require some planning or so I thought. It turned out Karen was staying at the nearby hotel, and Yumi decided only now to inform me that there would be no bus back into town so she’d also booked us both into the same hotel. The opportunity was perfect. As a result of this Karen and I could have some private time in the hotel and make full use of the facilities.
I knocked on her room. She opened the door for me and let me. Her expression was mix of emotions, uncertainty and nervousness mixed with desire and lust. She wanted me but she was also a afraid of me. How interesting.
“Don’t be so stiff.” I pushed her down onto a chair then sat on top of her facing her. Our eyes were close and I kissed her to give her a taste of what was coming. I reached down and felt between her skirt. Her little trap penis was rock hard. I rubbed it with keeping me eyes on hers.
“Does this turn you on?” I asked. She nodded. “What part?”
“All of it.”
“Do you like wearing girls’ clothing?” Her penis twitched. My words were driving her lust further.
“I do.” I rewarded her by placing my hand around her shaft and jacking it. She came right there spurting her load upwards onto my skirt.
“Oh you’ve gotten me dirty.” I slid off her and took off my skirt. “Have you ever felt a girl’s pussy before?” She shook her head. I sat back down and guided her hand so it was rubbing against my panties.
“It feels nice.” I rewarded her honestly by guiding her beneath the fabric. “So wet.”
“I can’t help it, my body really wants your little trap dick.” And I wasn’t taking no for an answer. We moved to the bed so I could lay her down then lower myself onto her. Her shaft <<click "easily fit inside me">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/KarenS1.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and she almost immediately came.
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“Such a virgin,” I teased. Well this was technically my first time as well but I was definitely the one in control. I wanted to get a proper experience from it so I rocked my hips, using her dick to stimulate myself until I came as well. It felt amazing and I wanted to continue by my toy had gone limp. She was barely conscious now, seeing her so defenceless made me just want to take full advantage of her. I looked to the bag that contained my phone and devious thoughts poured into my head.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You explain to Yumi that liking Traps isn't gay. She doesn't give a shit and ignores you. Later after the convention you go to the hotel with Karen. There you have sex with her but her staminia isn't as good as yours. As she recovers from the first round you decide to change things up for the second.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Give yourself a man's and give her a women’s body|Fahou5c]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>She was already pretending to be a girl so let’s make her one. I targeted her with the app and gave her a minimalist gender change as she didn’t need anything more than that. She didn’t change much other than her dick vanishing and being replaced by her new puss. It was a little sad to see it go. I returned to the bed and looked at her with a devious smile.
“Did you do something?” She felt something was wrong but hadn’t looked down yet.
“Why don’t you see for yourself?” I gave her a hand mirror so she could see down at what I’d done.
“It’s gone!” She checked her eyes weren’t deceiving her. I moved behind her then reached around and used my fingers to spread the lips of her pussy to expose the pink interior.
“How did you do this?”
“I’m magical.” I realised how crummy those words were as they left my mouth.
“I’m a real… like a real girl.” She didn’t waste time rubbing her clit. Her reaction to it reminded me of the time I’d first touched mine.
“It feels better when someone else touches it.” I followed those words by gently moving her hand out of the way so I could touch her bud. I’d learnt some masturbation techniques during my time as a girl and it was time to share them. I fingered her from behind as she moaned from the new pleasure. I knew how intoxicating it could be and soon so did she. She came quicker than I ever had.
“Did you enjoy it?” I teased but there was no answer. She was utterly exhausted so I tucked her into the bed. So cute, she probably wouldn’t remember this when she woke, but that just meant I could watch her freak out all over again.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You give her a woman's body then teach her the pleasures of it. She passes out from the pleasure and you tuck her into bed.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I wanted to continue but her dick had gone limp. If her cock wasn’t up for continuing then I’d need to get one myself. I targeted myself with the app used it to return my proof of manhood to me. I returned to the bed and looked at her with a devious smile.
“I’ve got a present for you.” She saw my erect shaft and her expression changed. She was hesitant but then reached out and touched it.
“It feels real.”
“Oh it is. I have a special talent that lets me change my body at will. Now shall we continue?” She knew what that meant. She slowly turned around presented her ass to me. I poured some baby oil to make it easier for her to accommodate me inside. I grabbed her hips and slowly penetrated her virgin ass. From his position it was hard to believe she was really a boy. As I began thrusting she began to moan like a real girl. After several minutes of anal sex she came, not as a boy but as a girl. She experienced an orgasm from having too much anal pleasure.
“Did you enjoy that?” I teased but there was no answer. She was utterly exhausted and fell forward so I tucked her into the bed. She was a like a doll, a doll I had the pleasure of playing with. Her ass would need time to recover from its first time but I planned to train it well.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You modify your body to return your absent manhood. You then plunder her manhole, filling her ass with your left. She cums from the pleasure then passes out. You tuck her into bed.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>She was already pretending to be a girl so let’s make her one. I targeted her with the app and gave her a minimalist gender change as she didn’t need anything more than that. She didn’t change much other than her dick vanishing and being replaced by her new hole, a holy waiting to be filled. First I needed to cock to fill it. First though I returned to the bed and looked at her with a devious smile.
“Did you do something?” She felt something was wrong.
“Why don’t you see for yourself?” I gave her a hand mirror so she could see down at what I’d done.
“It’s gone!” She checked her eyes weren’t deceiving her. I moved behind her then reached around and used my fingers to spread the lips of her pussy to expose the pink interior.
“How?”
“Magic.” I targeted myself and used the app to give myself a large cock. I then pushed against her, rubbing my new limb on her back. She spun her head and saw it.
“You’re a guy!”
“When I want to be. Since you’re a girl and I’m a guy why don’t we continue where we left off?” I gently pushed my shaft between her legs then after a little teasing began to slide it inside her. Her womanly hole stretched to accommodate and truth be told there wasn’t enough room. That didn’t stop her trying though but for her first time half this cock was all she could take. We began to move and sound found our rhythm. It felt amazing. I was a man, in a woman’s body, with a cock, pounding a boy, who was dressed as a girl who had also been turned into one.
“This feels so… weird... but I want more.” She spoke her honest feelings. She wanted more and I had plenty more to give. We rocked the bed until finally Karen hit her climax, feeling what it truly meant to be a woman in one blissful burst. She cried out as she came then after fell forward onto the bed completely spent. She looked like she’d pass out so I tucked her in. I considered turning her back to normal but decided I liked things this way. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You give her a woman's body, then give yourself the tool to teach her the plleasure of it. She passes out from the pleasure and you tuck her into bed.<<endif>>
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After that night in the hotel room we’d met several times but never as the real person. Karen maintained her persona of Karen and I continued pretending to be Yumi. Karen knew that wasn’t my real name. She’d seen the power of the app and understood I could be literally anyone. Somehow our relationship worked though like that.
It’d used the app to alter her body. She was now a woman but didn't have many distinct features. Her chest remained flat and her hips didn't widen. It was the way I liked her and the way she liked herself. It was an exciting relationship between two men with the bodies of women, neither knowing the true identidy of other.
It was a fun times that we’d enjoy for as long as we could.
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~ End - Karen & The Trap 1 ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]After that night in the hotel room we’d met several times but never as the real person. Karen maintained her persona of Karen and I continued pretending to be Yumi. Karen knew that wasn’t my real name. She’d seen the power of the app and understood I could be literally anyone. Somehow our relationship worked though like that.
It’d used the app to alter her development a little. While still a man, she no longer had to worry about her body becoming unsightly under the effects of pesky male hormones. It was the way I liked her and the way she liked herself. She came to love the feeling of my cock inside her and her ass quickly became used to it as well.
It was a fun times that we’d enjoy for as long as we could.
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~ End - Karen & The Trap 2 ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]After that night in the hotel room we’d met several times but never as the real person. Karen maintained her persona of Karen and I continued pretending to be Yumi. Karen knew that wasn’t my real name. She’d seen the power of the app and understood I could be literally anyone. Somehow our relationship worked though like that.
It’d used the app to alter her development. Now a woman, she no longer had to worry about her body becoming unsightly under the effects of pesky male hormones. I'd also kept her male body intact, keeping her flat chested and stopping her hips from widening. It was the way I liked her and the way she liked herself. She liked the feeling of me inside her even more. She was now able to fit the entire length of my cock inside her stretch pussy.
It was a fun times that we’d enjoy for as long as we could.
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~ End - Karen & The Trap 3 ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I woke up suddenly to the feeling of someone sitting on top of me. Before I could talk my mouth was stuffed with a ball of fabric preventing me from speaking. In the darkness I couldn’t make out the face of my attacker but I could make out their voice.
“Where is it?” It was my own voice which meant it must have been Hana. For obvious reasons I couldn’t say anything. I’d hidden the phone in a smart location. There was no way she’d ever find it. Except I had underestimated her intelligence. She reached for her own phone and dialled a particular number. The sound of a phone vibrating filled the room and Hana immediately rolled off me. I’d kept the phone close but that was my downfall. Hana quickly reached under the bed and pulled my phone from the tap securing it. I pulled out the panties she had gagged me with but I was too slow. Hana somehow knew my trace pattern and unlocked my phone. I tried to stop her but she silenced me again, gagging me and sitting on top to hold me down. She soon found the Reborn App and was reading through the descriptions. She was a fast reader and quickly targeted me with the poser.
“Stop moving and hold still.” She ordered and I obeyed. I had to. The poser’s orders were absolute. She quickly targeted me with the body swap and switched us back. I hoped that the order wouldn’t transfer but to my horror it did. I was stuck in my own body with my finger on the app screen unable to move it. Hana squeezed out from underneath me and took the phone from my hand. She removed the panties then gleefully smiled.
“You’ve been very bad,” she ordered not understanding how the poser worked. “You are going to apologise to me.”
“I’m sorry.” I was forced to say that.
“Now grovel and beg for forgiveness.” I had to obey. I knelt onto the floor begging her to forgive me. It was meaningless as we both knew we I didn’t mean it.
“Now kiss my feet.” The fuck? She must have picked that up from some dumb TV show. It didn’t matter where she got it from. I had to obey. I started kissing her toes like I adored them. I waited for her to tell me to stop but she didn’t.
“Now go higher.” I had to start kissing her leg. I lifted up her pyjama leg and delivered rapid kisses to her smooth skin.
“This is amazing.” She was talking about the app. “Okay big brother from now on you are going to be super nice to me and do anything I say.” I prayed for her to stop. Once I was free I could take back the app and undo all these stupid commands. She just needed to let me go then I could bide my time and get it back.
“And from now on you are going to eat dinner from a dog dish on the floor.” What the fuck? Was she putting any thought into these orders? She was just trying to humiliate me now.
“And you are going to… do all my homework!” Now she was just being lazy. These were all temporary annoyances. Once I got the phone back I’d fix it all.
“Oh and you are to under no circumstances use the app on me.” Shit. I feared she’d say that. Actually this was good. If she thought that command would stop me then she was gravely mistaken. So long I could use the app on other people then I’d be able to work around it.
“Now go back to bed and remember, don’t touch the app.” Sure thing boss, I’ll just wear gloves. I had to obey her command so I left her room and got back into my own bed. Once I had returned to my bed I had fulfil that command so got up again. Ignoring her more idiotic commands, I had two main hindrances in getting my phone back. First was that it was a touch screen and I couldn’t touch the app. That meant I’d need a stylus or something for using it. Second was that I couldn’t use it on her. I have to give the app to someone else and have them target her. <<if $tell is "none">>Unfortunately nobody knew about the app so that wasn't really feasable.<<endif>><<if $tell is "yumi">>Yumi not only knew about the app, she'd poked around inside it. She was perfect for getting help<<endif>><<if $tell is "mei">>Mei knew about the app and how dangerous it could be. She'd hopefully be willing to help me out.<<endif>><<if $tell is "dave">>As much as I hated to count on Dave for anything, He knew about the app I could really do with his help.<<endif>><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>During the night Hana sneaks in and pins you down. She steals back the phone and not only swaps you back but uses the poser to stop you fighting back. She goes the extra mile to humiliate you as well. She sends you back to your room after. You'll need to get the app back from her.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|HanaB5]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I woke up suddenly to the feeling of someone on top of me. Before I could talk my mouth was stuffed with a ball of fabric preventing me from speaking. In the darkness I couldn’t make out the face of my attacker but I could make out their voice.
“Where is it?” It was my own voice which meant it must have been Hana. For obvious reasons I couldn’t say anything. I’d hidden the phone in a smart location. There was no way she’d ever find it. Except I had underestimated her intelligence. She reached for her own phone and dialled a particular number. The sound of a phone vibrating filled the room and Hana immediately rolled off me. I’d kept the phone close but that was my downfall. As I removed what I discovered to be a pair of panties Hana quickly reached under the bed and pulled my phone from the tap securing it. I tried to make a racket to get my parents attention but I wasn’t quick enough. Hana was back on top of and shoved the panties back into my mouth. Somehow she knew my trace pattern and unlocked my phone. She sat on top of me as she scrolled through my apps until she spotted the unusual most recent addition. I tried to stop her but she had found the Reborn App and was reading through the descriptions. She was a fast reader and quickly targeted me with the poser.
“Stop struggling and stay perfectly still.” I refused and kept on struggling. I then stopped when I realised what was going on. The poser didn’t work on me. Dave and I had made ourselves immune to it fearing this would happen.
The poser’s orders were meant to be absolute though. If Hana thought I was under her control she’d lower her guard. I was also curious about what she planned. She quickly targeted me with the body swap and switched us back. That put the phone back in my hand. She probably thought that I’d be unable to move so she could just take it. I’d let her have her fun so I could gauge her intentions. Hana squeezed out from underneath me and took the phone from my hand.
“You’ve been very bad.” She ordered not understanding how the poser worked. “You are going to apologise to me.”
“I’m so sorry, please forgive me!” The fact I was deceiving her made it fun, not humiliating.
“Now grovel and beg for forgiveness.” I pretended to obey. I knelt onto the floor begging her to forgive me. Obviously I didn’t mean it but it was double laired deception I guess you could say.
“Now kiss my feet.” The fuck? She must have picked that up from some dumb TV show. It didn’t matter where she got it from. I started kissing her toes like some grovelling buffoon. I was so going to get her back for this.
“Now go higher.” I had to start kissing her leg. Just where was she going with this?
“This is amazing.” She was talking about the app. “Okay big brother from now on you are going to be super nice to me and do anything I say.” Actually I’d get extra cruel and ignore everything but you can believe whatever you want.
“And from now on you are going to eat dinner from a dog dish on the floor.” What the fuck? Was she putting any thought into these orders? She was just trying to humiliate me now.
“And you are going to… do all my homework!” Now she was just being lazy. I couldn’t wait to see her face when she realised I was immune these orders.
“Oh and you are to under no circumstances use the app on me.” Oh that’s a good one. Shame it bounced right off me.
“Now go back to bed and remember, don’t touch the app.”
“Sure thing boss.” I stood up and returned to the bed I’d been in before i.e. her bed.
“Hey! Go back to your own bed!” Well this had been fun but I wasn’t going to let her play around with the app unsupervised. Time to end this game. I stood up and quickly grabbed her arm then snatched back my phone. Since the poser was already open that made things easy.
“I order you to give that back!”
“It doesn’t work if you’re not holding it. Also I’m immune to the poser but you’re not.” Oh the look of horror in her eyes as I said that. Well time for some fun. I changed the target to her.
“Don’t speak.” Better make sure she doesn’t call for help. “First and foremost. You are never to touch my phone, or tell other people about the app. In fact, don’t ever say that I did something to you.” A blanket order to keep her from snitching. My orders were far superior to hers which had several loopholes in them. Next I swapped us back again. Once I was back in Hana’s body I lifted the phone she’d dropped as my order prevented her touching it.
“Now, you will go back to your room and…” Wait that wasn’t right. “From now on you will refer to this room as mine, and the room opposite as yours. Now you will go back to your room. You will not tell anyone about the app, in fact you will not communicate to anyone about the subject of the phone app. You’ll respond to the name Joe and not tell anyone who you really are. You will also never use force against me… and of course, you’ll obey whatever I tell you.” There that’ll cover things for now. Hopefully tomorrow the app would update with some extra features I could use to make things more convincing. Hana wasn't happy with being controlled, but she was powerless to stop it. Plus she'd tried to humiliate me so I wasn't going to be nice about it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Hana sneaks in while your asleep and steals your phone. She uses the poser on you but since you're immune thanks to Dave it doesn't work. You play along to learn her intentions. You turn turn the tables on her, taking back your phone and using it on her. You ensure she'll be better behaved now.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|HanaSw1]]<<if $TLDR is "yes">>(TLDR is non-functional for this scene. In short Hana continues to abuse the power of the app, transforming herself to look more appealing to guys then also using the app to make her parents not ask questions.)
<<endif>>I couldn’t sleep. I was too worried about what Hana might be doing in the next room with the app. Before I knew it I could hear my dad leaving the bedroom to take his early morning shower before work. Sleep was pointless now so I got out of bed. I had to get the app back from Hana. The biggest problem was that Hana had annoyingly given me the order to obey anything she said. I couldn’t just snatch it from her or she’d easily order me to stop. I couldn’t gag her either as that would go against her order to be ‘super nice’ to her. What a pain. I heard Chloe head down to the kitchen. I had nothing better to do so I followed her hoping to get breakfast out of the way before Hana showed up. No such luck. Five minutes after I was down the stairs I heard Hana also descend them.
“You’re up early,” Chloe commented as Hana entered the room. Chloe turned to look at her daughter and nearly had a heart attack. Hana’s chest was swollen like she had two watermelons stuffed down her blouse, except she hadn’t stuffed anything down there. Those inflated balloons were real breasts Hana had given herself. On top of that her hair was now a golden blonde, she was nearly a foot taller and her skin slightly tanned. She’d obviously been <<click "having a lot of fun">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHanaBim.png]]<</replace>><</click>> with the Reborn App’s modify function.
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“Hana what are you doing? Take those out!” Chloe wasn’t in the mood for games.
“But mum, I’ve always been like this,” she ordered with the poser targeting Chloe. Except that wasn’t an order so it just bounced right off Chloe. God Hana didn’t even know how to work the app right.
“Oh I bet.” Chloe marched over and lifted up Hana’s blouse to remove whatever she had stuffed down there. This resulted in a lot of confusion when she realised that those massive F cup breasts Hana had given herself were real.
“What is all this?” Chloe looked very distressed by what was happening. Hoping Hana would see sense I didn’t interfere.
“Stop worrying!” Hana ordered. That simple command worked as Chloe calmed down instantly.
“I’m not worrying dear, I’m just confused. Why did you go this?”
“I want to look pretty. Now I’ll be super popular. Everyone will want to talk with me and I’ll get invited out to parties.” A child of the modern age, Hana was very sensitive about her social image. It was like she believed her worth was based upon how many invites to parties she got.
“Look Hana, it doesn’t matter what other people think.” Wasn’t this conversation how this whole thing started? Maybe she’d actually listen if Chloe was the one saying it.
“Nobody understands me!” Never mind. “From now on you’ll let me dress and look as I want!” The order forced Chloe to drop the topic. My dad appeared soon after and was hit with the same command. He left for work soon after. I remained silent and watched it unfold. Hana was using the power without even an ounce of responsibility. She was blind to the harm she was doing to herself and those around her. My bus would arrive soon. I’d use the school day to come up with a plan to counter Hana, assuming she hadn’t self-destructed by the time the day was over.
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<<if $tell is "yumi">><div id="choice">[[Ask Yumi for help|HanaB6Y]]</div><<endif>><<if $tell is "dave">><div id="choice">[[Ask Dave for help|HanaB6D]]</div><<endif>><<if $tell is "mei">><div id="choice">[[Ask Mei for help|HanaB6M]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I got home from school at my usual time. I’d come up with several plans for several situations that might have arisen, but not quite for the one I was about to encounter. I saw Chloe’s car in the drive and found Chloe herself in the living room watching TV.
“Hey Chloe, is Hana home?” First and foremost, find out where Hana is.
“Yeah. She is upstairs with Drake.”
“Who?” Who the fuck was Drake.
“Her boyfriend. She brought him home today.” She has a boyfriend now? Why do I feel like the guy didn’t have a choice in the matter? I headed upstairs quietly to peek in on them. Her door was slightly ajar so I was able to spot a new face sitting on her bed.
“What do you think of this?”
“Looks great babe.” Holy hell his voice was deep. He was also tall, muscular and had the build of a rugby player. Evidently Hana had brainwashed the best man she could.
“Oh and this?” Hana appeared to be showing off her clothes to him.
“Yeah amazing. No girl could ever be more beautiful that you.” He was giving Hana compliment after compliment. His eye suddenly caught sight of me and he immediately stood up.
“Hey what the fuck do you want?” By God was he aggressive. He threw open Hana’s door exposing the fact she was in an ill-fitting bikini.
“Hey calm down,” I tried reasoning but it was useless.
“Were you looking at my girl? Fucking pig go get your own girlfriend. I’ll fucking fight you right now. Let’s take this outside.”
“Drake stop!” Hana shouted to intervene. Her ‘boyfriend’ was fronting on me, looking down with his face close to mine. “This is my worthless brother, you can ignore him. It’s only other guys you need to worry about.” Had she ordered Drake to pick a fight with any guy who looked her away or something?
“Hi…” I said. Drake’s behaviour wasn’t normal. He got jealous and aggressive the moment he suspected someone else of looking at Hana. Maybe at a nightclub he had to be worried of other guys trying to steal his girl, but in his girlfriend’s own home that never happened.
“You better keep your eyes to yourself. Hana’s my girl understand?” Hana gently tugged him back into her room.
“C’mon you need to help me pick a dress for the house party here tomorrow.” She had that guy wrapped around her finger with an iron chain keeping him there. I doubted that guy had ever considered dating Hana before this morning but now he was her slave. And what was that about a house party tomorrow? My dad and Chloe would never agree to that, or rather they’d never agree to it willingly. Hana wasn’t above using the app to get what she wanted even if it meant taking away the free will of other people. The appearance of another person who could snap my arms like twigs made this a lot more complicated. With Hana’s door shut I could listen in to gather information.
“No sweat babe, I’ll call the guys later and tell them to come round for a wicked time!”
“I love you so much,” Hana replied. I doubt she understood what love really was. “I’ll get my parents out of the house. My stupid brother won’t bother us either.” They closed the door firmly this time. So she planned to have a party here tomorrow. That created an opportunity. I returned to my room to prepare for tomorrow where hopefully I’d get my revenge.
Before that however there was another round of humiliation I had to go through first. Chloe made dinner that night like any other, preparing an extra plate for Drake. The table only had four chairs but that wasn’t a problem. When time came to eat I found my food not on the table but the floor, and not on a plate but in a dog dish.
“You aren’t seriously going to make me eat from a dog dish?” I asked Hana and my parents. Hana cruelly mocked me, and with the poser she made it so my parents thought it was normal for me to eat from the floor. I would rather starve than eat from a dog dish but annoyingly I didn’t get a choice.
“Joe eat your dinner, and don’t use your hands either. You can only use your mouth!” Hana ordered and I was forced to obey. It was degrading and I was at least glad Chloe had made pasta as there were some foods that were impossible to eat without the use of your hands. It took me longer than everyone else to finish, and when I was finally done Chloe had just pulled dessert from the fridge.
“Who wants cake?” I felt a glimmer of excitement hearing the word but I extinguished it myself. I was right to do for the only person getting cake was Hana. The cake looked expensive; it wasn’t something Chloe would ever buy just as a random after dinner dessert. I slipped away before Hana decided to humiliate me further. I wasn’t messing around anymore. I had to get my phone back and stop Hana’s idiotic tyranny. If an opportunity presented it then I’d take it, but unfortunately it didn’t and with Drake staying overnight I had to be careful in my own home.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>When you get home you discover Hana has forced some bulky person to be her boyfriend. He is very aggressive but also on a firm lease. Later Hana humiliates you further, then mentions she will have a party here tomorrow. That would be a good chance to get the phone back.<<endif>>
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[[Next Afternoon|HanaB7]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I took a deep breathe then approached Yumi. It was morning break and fortunately Yumi was alone. She had her eyes on her phone screen but knew I was there.
“What’s up?” She asked not looking at me.
“I’ve a problem.” Yumi stopped typing and rolled her eyes.
“So I’m guessing you no longer have your phone, and that the person who does have it has access to that app?” As always Yumi was sharp.
“Yeah…” No other way to put it.
“Alright I’ll bail you out, but you’ll owe me big time!” She seemed confident despite not knowing the circumstances. “So where is it now?”
“Hana has it. She… it’s a long story.”
“Which I don’t really care about. Well out of all the people who could steal your phone, Hana will be the easiest to get it back from.”
“Seriously?”
“Who do you think I am? All you need to do is give me the pin for your Wi-Fi.”
“ghht91b90.” I’d memorised it ages ago.
“See easy. I can handle the rest.” Yumi went back to typing on her phone. “I’ll come round your house later. If you hear me knocking on the door then I’ll already be finished.”
“Finished what?”
“Fixing this mess. Oh and greet me by saying ‘Welcome to the Pineapple Palace’. Since Hana can transform into you I need to be careful.” I highly doubted Hana would transform into me. Yumi didn’t comment any further than that. I just hoped she’d be able to live up to that promise.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You speak to Yumi at school. Tell simply asks for your Wi-Fi password then promises to handle the rest herself.<<endif>>
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[[Afternoon|HanaB7Y]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>As Dave arrived at school that morning I pulled him to the side. He followed me knowing I’d give him an explanation soon.
“My sister got my phone. She has the app now and is abusing the fuck out of its power.” I made it clear from my opening sentence what the problem was.
“Oh shit dude really? Man I thought Hana was nicer than that.”
“Yeah so did I. Turns out she is just like any other teenage girl when you get on the wrong side of her. So can you help me out?” For Dave it was a no brainer.
“Man I was really looking for to having some more fun with that thing.” There was his simple motivation. “Let’s quickly steal it back.” And there was his simple answer.
“Great but it isn’t as simple as you think. I have to do anything she tells me to do. I also can’t touch it or use it on her.”
“I’ll do it then. No sweat Joe I got you covered.” We began discussing our plan of action. “How about you just bag it and bring it to school tomorrow then I’ll do undo everything she has done to you?”
“Won’t be that easy. She won’t just let me take it. She’ll at the very least have it hidden and if goes missing she’ll order me to tell her where it is.”
“Oh right. Okay how about this. You distract her and I sneak into your house.” That plan had more potential but sneaking Dave into the house wasn’t as easy as he made it sound. With Hana’s power over my family I couldn’t trust anyone at home. I’d need to get Dave past Chloe, Hana and my dad. I’d then need to keep her away from the phone long enough for Dave to find it, unlock it and use it correctly. I just didn’t trust Dave with a task that complicated.
“Oh I’ve got it,” Dave declared. “We kill her…”
“We’re not killing my step-sister!”
“Let me finish. We kill her, take back the app then use it to revive her.”
“Oooooh. Man great idea Dave.” Maximum sarcasm mode engaged. “I can’t see anything wrong that might… wait hold on… what proof have either of us seen to suggest the app can target dead people let alone bring them back to life?” Dave’s plan relied on a huge maybe, and if it was wrong Hana would be dead.
“Okay okay. Look I’ll let you think up a plan and I’ll follow through with it.” At this stage I was second guessing my decision to have Dave help.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You explain the problem to Dave. He gives some stupids ideas but at least agrees to help.<<endif>>
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[[Afternoon|HanaB7D]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I took a deep breathe then approached Mei. It was morning break and fortunately Mei was alone.
“What’s up?” She asked as I approached.
“I’ve got a problem.” Mei looked at me and waited for me to explain. “Hana stole my phone and has now gone mad with power.”
“Oh crap really?” Mei knew the dangers of that power being in the wrong hands. “Can you get it back?”
“Maybe but I need help.” Mei understood why I had approached her.
“Sure I’ll help, but then we’ll be even after since I still owe you for getting rid of Kyoko.” She probably would have helped anyway. I needed her help badly though so I accepted her terms.
“So explain how she got the app?” Mei wanted every detail. I explained to her everything that had happened, and while she didn’t agree with what I’d done, she did agree Hana was going too far and had to be stopped.
“So you have to obey anything she says even without that mind control thing? That’ll be a nuisance. Well I can always just tackle her to the ground and snatch the phone. I’m guessing if she asks you to help you’ll be force to.” Mei was athletic, but so was Hana. Brute force might be risky.
“That sounds more like plan B. I’d rather something more clever for plan A.”
“Did you just insult me?”
“What? No.” Mei gave a loud ‘hmmm’ casting doubt on me.
“Well you’re welcome to come up with Plan A yourself. If you can’t then we’ll go with my idea.” In response to that I formed my own plan that I was sure would work, that was until I got home.
“Who the hell is Drake?” I asked Chloe when I learned that Hana had brought her new boyfriend Drake home. My plan depended heavily on Hana being alone, with Drake now a part of this it went out the window. Mei had followed me home not wanting to waste time. She was standing behind me at the conversation happened.
“Hi Chloe, Joe and I are going to his room to work on a group project named Plan B.” Mei was laughing at how quickly my plan had failed. We headed up to my room, creeping past Hana so she was unaware that Mei was here.
“Here.” Mei threw me her earphones. “Noise cancelling. You can’t obey if you don’t hear.” The earphones looked expensive. It was lucky Mei had them as she was probably right. I plugged my ears and turned on some music to ensure I couldn’t hear anything.
“This’ll work.” I pulled them out again.
“Great. Now call Hana over. I’ll hide and grab her.” Too obvious, she’d suspect something was up. I had a better plan. I plugged my ears, opened my door, took a deep breath and yelled across.
“Hana you’re a fat cow that nobody will ever find beautiful.” That would be sure to piss her off. Immediately her door opened and I backed into the corner of my room. Mei was instantly in hiding. Drake marched over and immediately grabbed me by the neck and held me against the wall. I coudn't hear him, but Whatever he was saying caused spit to fly out of his mouth and land on my face. Hana appeared behind him only to instantly be caught in an arm lock by Mei. She wasn’t gentle and Hana was instantly subdued with the phone falling from her hand. She’d already unlocked it planning to use it on me so Mei immediately picked it up and used it against her. Hana was frozen in place by her. Chloe who come to investigate was also then frozen in place. Last but not least Drake who still had me by the neck was also frozen. I broke free and unplugged my ears.
“Hey that was easy enough.” Mei looked at my phone pondering what to do next.
"Where did you learn that?" The way she had grabbed Hana seemed experienced.
"A girl needs her secrets." I guess she was entitled to them.
“Can I have that back?” I asked her. Dam my neck hurt.
“Yeah sure.” She handed it back to me. “Just don’t screw up again.” I’d take that warning to heart.
“We’ll I’m sure you’ve got plenty to fix. Catch you at school tomorrow.” Mei left me alone with Hana, Drake and Chloe still frozen. She was right I did have a lot to fix.
I set about the task of returning everything to normal. First I released Chloe then erased her memory of the past five minutes. She returned to what she was doing before none the wiser. Next was Drake’s turn. I freed him from Hana’s control and removed all orders she given him. I then sent him home but erased any memory of the app he may have had. Now it was time for Hana. First I turned Hana back to how she should look. I also fixed her personality and then altered her memory. She’d changed too much as her school and I didn’t want to waste time fixing all that, so I changed Hana’s motivation for it. She remembered the app and everything she’d done, but now she felt very sorry about it and understood why I’d done what I’d done. By evening I’d undone the orders she’d given Chloe and my dad and everything here was back to normal.
The next day the app updated with its ‘final update’. It was the ability to kind of rewrite history but I had no desire to use it. I kind of felt like this week had been a bit of a bust. Next week I’d make up for it tenfold.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You ask Mei for help and she assists you. She follows you home then during a confrontation with Hana she disarms her and steals the phone back. She gives it back to you and you begin fixing everything.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>It wasn’t until nine that people began to arrive for the party. Hana had again made me eat on the floor, and shortly after dinner Chloe and my dad left to see a movie then spend the night in a hotel. Sure that would screw up their ability to go to work in the morning but that didn’t bother Hana. Hana had done nothing to prepare, she instead made her boyfriend run to the shops to buy snacks and alcohol. She spent most of her time fine tuning her looks with the app. When the doorbell started ringing I knew it was time for action. Hana was wearing a tight one piece outfit that barely had a skirt let alone pockets. There was no way for her to have the phone on her so it had to be in her room. Moments after she was downstairs greeting people I slipped across and entered the bedroom. I had my gloves on so I could pick the phone up; I only needed to find it.
It was quickly clear that Hana had hidden the phone. Where did she hide it though was the question?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The time for action is now. You sneak into Hana's room but where do you search?<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Around the bed|HanaB8b]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Inside a bag|HanaB8d]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Up high|HanaB8e]]</div><<set $update3 = "yes">><<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Hana had been using my phone quite a bit. The battery wasn’t infinite so that meant it needed charged. All the charging sockets were along the wall so I needed to find one with a phone charger plugged into it and follow it to my phone. I quickly scanned the walls and was rewarded when I found a charger hidden behind her wardrobe. I tugged on the wire and out came my phone from behind it. I quickly tried to unlock it but to my dismay she’d changed the code. Smart, but not that smart. I tilted my phone towards the light so I could make out the pattern left behind by her fingers. It took me three tries but I got it right on the third one. I quickly targeted myself with the poser and gave myself a command.
“You must no longer obey any previous command given to you.” I prayed that would wipe my slate clean. I just had to get Hana alone now to turn things around. That opportunity threw itself at me. The door to her room opened and Hana stepped in expecting to find me there.
“Put down my phone.” I didn’t obey, possibly because it was my phone but hopefully because I was immune to her orders. Drake had followed her and immediately approached me.
“Hana order him to stop!” I ordered. It was quicker than switching targets.
“Drake stop!” Drake did as commanded. As I suspected he’d also received the order to do anything Hana ordered him to. “Joe give me the phone immediately and don’t you dare give me another order!”
“Or what?” That command had no power over me proving I’d freed myself. Now, it was time for revenge.
“Hana, close the door.” She did as commanded. “And Drake you will now leave the room and handle letting in the guests. Also you will stop obeying Hana’s vocal orders. Now go.” Oh I forgot to switch targets. I switched then reissued my order to him. He left leaving Hana and I alone.
“Take a seat.” This would take some time. Hana sat down on her bed and I pulled across her desk chair.
“Joe, I’m warning you…”
“Hana shut up.” She still acted like she had power. The modern world sure was toxic if it could do this to my previously adorable step-sister. “First and foremost, Hana you’re an idiot. Those people downstairs don’t know what is best for you. Yet to fit in you stabbed your family in the back, and used us a mere tools to help you with your desires. I’m pissed. Too pissed to just undo everything and make it so this never happened.” No, Hana was going to pay, not just for what she did but for what she was going to do. She had been corrupted by modern society, but I was going to show her society’s true face. I looked at her big breasted body with its fan tan, blonde hair and outrageous breasts. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You guess correctly and free yourself from Hana's control. She tries to stop you but it is too late. You turn things around and now are thinking about what to do.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Have Some Fun|HanaB9b]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>The bed was the best place to hide it, that’s where I’d hide it. I quickly lifted the pillow then the sheets followed by the mattress but there was no sign on it. I got low and looked beneath it in case she’d copied my idea to tape it to the underside but I had no such luck. There was stuff down here Hana was meant to have tidied up but shoved under here instead. I searched hoping to find my phone hidden amongst this crap. When the door to Hana’s room suddenly opened I hit my head against the wood.
“I knew I’d find you here!” It was Hana’ voice. With her was Drake and he was carrying a duffle bag. At Hana’s command he grabbed my ankles and pulled me out from under the bed.
“You searching through my girls stuff? I’ll fight you lets go outside,” Drake threatened.
“Drake stop it.” Hana called her dog off me. “Joe there is something I need you to do for me. You see my friend was telling me about this really cool party she was at.” Whenever Hana compared herself to one of the girls in my class things only got worse.
“Hana you need to stop comparing yourself to them!” I had to say it. I knew she’d ignore me but I still had to say it.
“I will once my life if as fun as theirs. Anyway at this party there was this guy who went around on all four pretending to be a dog. People would feed him treats and pet him. It sounds weird but it apparently a party isn’t a party unless there are weird people like that there. So… I need you to be the dog guy.”
“Make Drake do it, you already have him on lease anyway.”
“What you say?” Drake moved forward again but Hana pulled on his metaphorical lease.
“See?” I mocked him. Might as well get some fun in before I’m humiliated again. I was forced to open up the duffle bag and the contents horrified me. It was like a gimp outfit but with restraints that would force me to crawl on all fours. I was forced to put on the latex clothing, and then Hana put a collar around my neck and pulled on the chain. The outfit plugged my nose forcing me to breathe through my mouth. I was led down the stairs and presented in front of Hana’s ‘friends’. Most of them were actually guys, the few girls that were here were all here with their boyfriends. Evidently she still feared someone might try to steal her boyfriend even though he was forced into being loyal to her.
“Look at my new dog everyone!” Hana got everyone’s attention, but she didn’t get the reaction she expected.
“Holy shit Hana I was just joking about that story.” Nobody was laughing. They were all shocked by what they saw. I saw Hana’s hand tremble before she lost it.
“I said, look at my new dog! Come pet him.” She used the app on them all. I didn’t even know it could target so many people. “I’m amazing and you all think so too!” Her desire to be popular had completely taken over her. People started cheering and petting me while Hana absorbed all the attention. Her attempt at humiliation was lost when I realised that the people around me were now in the same boat. People were being forced to be happy, being forced to party in the way Hana imagined, and being forced to kiss her ass while pretending to like her.
The party ended hours later but Hana’s lust for popularity didn’t. She began making plans immediately for an even bigger party this weekend and expected Drake to fork the bill. That night I was allowed to return to my room finally free from the latex shackles. It was late and I wasn’t sure how I was meant to get any sleep. Drake was sleeping on the floor next to Hana’s bed. He was probably curled up at the base of her bed like the lapdog he was.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You fail to find the phone. Hana then appears and forces you to wear the most degrading outfit you could imagine. So degrading her friends are shocked by it. She uses the app to force them to cheer for her and enjoy the party.<<endif>>
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[[Next morning|HanaBend1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>The underwear drawer was the obvious place to hide it. She’d never think I’d go searching through there. I quickly opened up the sacred drawer and began to search through Hana’s collection of bra and panties. Well mostly panties as Hana didn’t need a bra until she got hold of the app.
I emptied her drawer but there was no sign on it. Maybe another drawer? I looked through them all but failed to find my phone hidden in any of them. Suddenly the door to Hana’s room suddenly opened I realised I’d been caught searching through Hana’s underwear.
“I knew I’d find you here!” It was Hana. With her was Drake and he was carrying a duffle bag.
“You searching through my girls stuff? I’ll fight you lets go outside,” Drake threatened getting up close.
“Drake stop it.” Hana called her dog off me. “Joe there is something I need you to do for me. You see my friend was telling me about this really cool party she was at.” Whenever Hana compared herself to one of the girls in my class things only got worse.
“Hana you need to stop comparing yourself to them!” I had to say it. I knew she’d ignore me but I still had to say it.
“I will once my life if as fun as theirs. Anyway at this party there was this guy who went around on all four pretending to be a dog. People would feed him treats and pet him. It sounds weird but it apparently a party isn’t a party unless there are weird people like that there. So… I need you to be the dog guy.”
“Make Drake do it, you already have him on lease anyway.”
“What you say?” Drake moved forward again but Hana pulled on his metaphorical lease.
“See?” I mocked him. Might as well get some fun in before I’m humiliated again. I was forced to open up the duffle bag and the contents horrified me. It was like a gimp outfit but with restraints that would force me to crawl on all fours. I was forced to put on the latex clothing, and then Hana put a collar around my neck and pulled on the chain. The outfit plugged my nose forcing me to breathe through my mouth. I was led down the stairs and presented in front of Hana’s ‘friends’. Most of them were actually guys, the few girls that were here were all here with their boyfriends. Evidently she still feared someone might try to steal her boyfriend even though he was forced into being loyal to her.
“Look at my new dog everyone!” Hana got everyone’s attention, but she didn’t get the reaction she expected.
“Holy shit Hana I was just joking about that story.” Nobody was laughing. They were all shocked by what they saw. I saw Hana’s hand tremble before she lost it.
“I said, look at my new dog! Come pet him.” She used the app on them all. I didn’t even know it could target so many people. “I’m amazing and you all think so too!” Her desire to be popular had completely taken over her. People started cheering and petting me while Hana absorbed all the attention. Her attempt at humiliation was lost when I realised that the people around me were now in the same boat. People were being forced to be happy, being forced to party in the way Hana imagined, and being forced to kiss her ass while pretending to like her.
The party ended hours later but Hana’s lust for popularity didn’t. She began making plans immediately for an even bigger party this weekend and expected Drake to fork the bill. That night I was allowed to return to my room finally free from the latex shackles. It was late and I wasn’t sure how I was meant to get any sleep. Drake was sleeping on the floor next to Hana’s bed. He was probably curled up at the base of her bed like the lapdog he was.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You fail to find the phone. Hana then appears and forces you to wear the most degrading outfit you could imagine. So degrading her friends are shocked by it. She uses the app to force them to cheer for her and enjoy the party.<<endif>>
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[[Next morning|HanaBend1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>Girls kept everything in their bags. It was the obvious choice. I quickly opened her bag onto her desk letting the contents spill out. Holy hell did she had a lot of crap in here. I quickly snuffed through it all but there wasn’t anything I gave a shit about. I felt around inside the bag for pockets and found one containing what felt like a phone. Quickly I pulled it out but to my dismay it was Hana’s actual phone.
Maybe another bag? I looked through them all but failed to find my phone hidden in any of them. Suddenly the door to Hana’s room suddenly opened I realised I’d been caught searching through her bag. It was the greatest crime one could commit against a woman.
“I knew I’d find you here!” It was Hana. With her was Drake and he was carrying a duffle bag.
“You searching through my girls stuff? I’ll fight you lets go outside,” Drake threatened getting up close.
“Drake stop it.” Hana called her dog off me. “Joe there is something I need you to do for me. You see my friend was telling me about this really cool party she was at.” Whenever Hana compared herself to one of the girls in my class things only got worse.
“Hana you need to stop comparing yourself to them!” I had to say it. I knew she’d ignore me but I still had to say it.
“I will once my life if as fun as theirs. Anyway at this party there was this guy who went around on all four pretending to be a dog. People would feed him treats and pet him. It sounds weird but it apparently a party isn’t a party unless there are weird people like that there. So… I need you to be the dog guy.”
“Make Drake do it, you already have him on lease anyway.”
“What you say?” Drake moved forward again but Hana pulled on his metaphorical lease.
“See?” I mocked him. Might as well get some fun in before I’m humiliated again. I was forced to open up the duffle bag and the contents horrified me. It was like a gimp outfit but with restraints that would force me to crawl on all fours. I was forced to put on the latex clothing, and then Hana put a collar around my neck and pulled on the chain. The outfit plugged my nose forcing me to breathe through my mouth. I was led down the stairs and presented in front of Hana’s ‘friends’. Most of them were actually guys, the few girls that were here were all here with their boyfriends. Evidently she still feared someone might try to steal her boyfriend even though he was forced into being loyal to her.
“Look at my new dog everyone!” Hana got everyone’s attention, but she didn’t get the reaction she expected.
“Holy shit Hana I was just joking about that story.” Nobody was laughing. They were all shocked by what they saw. I saw Hana’s hand tremble before she lost it.
“I said, look at my new dog! Come pet him.” She used the app on them all. I didn’t even know it could target so many people. “I’m amazing and you all think so too!” Her desire to be popular had completely taken over her. People started cheering and petting me while Hana absorbed all the attention. Her attempt at humiliation was lost when I realised that the people around me were now in the same boat. People were being forced to be happy, being forced to party in the way Hana imagined, and being forced to kiss her ass while pretending to like her.
The party ended hours later but Hana’s lust for popularity didn’t. She began making plans immediately for an even bigger party this weekend and expected Drake to fork the bill. That night I was allowed to return to my room finally free from the latex shackles. It was late and I wasn’t sure how I was meant to get any sleep. Drake was sleeping on the floor next to Hana’s bed. He was probably curled up at the base of her bed like the lapdog he was.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You fail to find the phone. Hana then appears and forces you to wear the most degrading outfit you could imagine. So degrading her friends are shocked by it. She uses the app to force them to cheer for her and enjoy the party.<<endif>>
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[[Next morning|HanaBend1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>A high shelf or on top of something would be a good hiding place as it was above eye level. I pulled her chair over and looked around her shelves, then on top of her wardrobe but there was nothing but undisturbed dust. In my growing impatience I slipped while getting of the chair, landing on the floor with a loud thud. Shit. I began checking locations at random but my phone wasn’t in any of them.
The door to Hana’s room suddenly as I realised I’d been caught searching through Hana’s stuff but she probably guessed that much from the loud noise.
“I knew I’d find you here!” It was Hana. With her was Drake and he was carrying a duffle bag.
“You searching through my girls stuff? I’ll fight you lets go outside,” Drake threatened getting up close.
“Drake stop it.” Hana called her dog off me. “Joe there is something I need you to do for me. You see my friend was telling me about this really cool party she was at.” Whenever Hana compared herself to one of the girls in my class things only got worse.
“Hana you need to stop comparing yourself to them!” I had to say it. I knew she’d ignore me but I still had to say it.
“I will once my life if as fun as theirs. Anyway at this party there was this guy who went around on all four pretending to be a dog. People would feed him treats and pet him. It sounds weird but it apparently a party isn’t a party unless there are weird people like that there. So… I need you to be the dog guy.”
“Make Drake do it, you already have him on lease anyway.”
“What you say?” Drake moved forward again but Hana pulled on his metaphorical lease.
“See?” I mocked him. Might as well get some fun in before I’m humiliated again. I was forced to open up the duffle bag and the contents horrified me. It was like a gimp outfit but with restraints that would force me to crawl on all fours. I was forced to put on the latex clothing, and then Hana put a collar around my neck and pulled on the chain. The outfit plugged my nose forcing me to breathe through my mouth. I was led down the stairs and presented in front of Hana’s ‘friends’. Most of them were actually guys, the few girls that were here were all here with their boyfriends. Evidently she still feared someone might try to steal her boyfriend even though he was forced into being loyal to her.
“Look at my new dog everyone!” Hana got everyone’s attention, but she didn’t get the reaction she expected.
“Holy shit Hana I was just joking about that story.” Nobody was laughing. They were all shocked by what they saw. I saw Hana’s hand tremble before she lost it.
“I said, look at my new dog! Come pet him.” She used the app on them all. I didn’t even know it could target so many people. “I’m amazing and you all think so too!” Her desire to be popular had completely taken over her. People started cheering and petting me while Hana absorbed all the attention. Her attempt at humiliation was lost when I realised that the people around me were now in the same boat. People were being forced to be happy, being forced to party in the way Hana imagined, and being forced to kiss her ass while pretending to like her.
The party ended hours later but Hana’s lust for popularity didn’t. She began making plans immediately for an even bigger party this weekend and expected Drake to fork the bill. That night I was allowed to return to my room finally free from the latex shackles. It was late and I wasn’t sure how I was meant to get any sleep. Drake was sleeping on the floor next to Hana’s bed. He was probably curled up at the base of her bed like the lapdog he was.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You fail to find the phone. Hana then appears and forces you to wear the most degrading outfit you could imagine. So degrading her friends are shocked by it. She uses the app to force them to cheer for her and enjoy the party.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>The sun rose but I didn’t feel like greeting it. Life was torment. Tired after not sleeping I stumble out of bed and headed down to make breakfast. Above me I heard Hana wake up and she gave off an excited scream. Next thing I knew she was downstairs looking smug holding my phone.
“You were wrong!” She announced. “I can be the most popular girl in the world!”
“Huh? Did I ever say… fuck it I don’t care.” My opinion was as valuable to her as pig crap.
“The app updated and now I can use to make me popular. Everyone will want to know me, and will think I’m cool, and…”
“Hurray you get the only thing that ever mattered to you. You’re the only one who actually cares so go for it.” Hana glared at me then saw I was eating at the table. Her order only applied to dinner so breakfast allowed me to eat like a human.
“Get onto the floor and eat like a dog.” I saw that coming. I slid out of my chair and moved my cereal bowl to the floor.
“Now watch this.” Unfortunately I had to obey. “Make me the most popular girl in the world!” Hana announced activating whatever feature the app had been updated with this morning. Something in me changed, in fact it wasn’t just me. It was everyone. Suddenly everyone knew who Hana was, what she looked like and even where she lived. People envied her but would rush to take a selfie with her if given the chance. She’d achieved what it was she desired, she was the most popular girl on earth.
But, having your name, face and address known to everyone on earth was something only truly shallow individuals wanted. Anyone with sense knew that there were people on earth who you should never revealed yourself to, and Hana had just done just that.
There was a ring at the door. Five minutes had passed since Hana had changed the world.
“Joe get the door!” Hana ordered me seeing such a mundane task as below her. I stood up and opened the door to find standing there <<click "a woman ">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHunter.png]]<</replace>><</click>>with white hair and a glowing red eye.
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“Step aside,” she ordered. Much like with the app I was compelled to obey. “So this is the home of the world famous Hana? Geez it looks to normal, you’d almost think Hana obtained her fame magically though some wish. Really that wasn’t smart though as anyone out there searching for say a wish granting device would immediately know where to find it.”
The mysterious woman strode into the kitchen were Hana and Drake were eating. Drake ignored her while Hana immediately stood up.
“Who is this woman Joe?”
“Me? I’m just an adoring fan… as if. Out of everything that power has ever been used for, what you did takes the prize for being the most selfish and idiotic. Well time for to reclaim it.” Hana grabbed my phone and held it close to her chest.
“You can’t have it! I need it!”
“This was a fun game but I’ve lost interest.” The woman snatched the phone from Hana. Drake continued to pretend nothing was happening. Hana had evidently screwed up one of the orders she gave him. The woman crushed the phone in her hand. Suddenly a red slug creature jump out but she snatched it mid-air.
“The damage you’ve caused is so great that I’ll have to turn everything back to how it should be. What a pain… but I think I can satisfy your desire for popularity.” Her entire body began glowing as the slug squirmed aggressively. The next thing I knew there was bright flash and the women was gone.
“Wow what the fuck?” Drake suddenly remembered he existed. “Shit I need to get home.” He got up and began to gather his stuff.
“Drake stop!” Hana ordered. It had no effect. If Drake was free from her then that must mean I was also free.
“Hana. You suck.” I was being mean to her. I shouldn’t have been able to do that so than meant I was free. Everything was back to normal… except it wasn’t. There was one slight change that had been made to the world and that was the appearance of a mysterious website that for 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, would broadcast Hana. Everything Hana could see and hear was broadcast live across the globe along with a transcribe of her thoughts. Everyone knew about her, but at the cost of a total loss of privacy. I never saw the stranger or the app after that, but the website broadcasting Hana's life stayed up forever.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Hana uses the app to make everyone know her name and adore her. This causes Hunter to instantly know the app's location. Within five minutes she arrives at the door to reclaim it. After returning everything to normal Hunter teaches Hana a lesson about being popular.<<endif>>
~ Bad End - Social Disaster ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<set $update3 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>My wish was granted in the form of a personality modifier. The moment I saw the new feature I checked it out and let out a small cheer. I could alter my personality or swap it with someone else. I immediately knocked on Hana’s door and entered.
“Guess what?” She didn’t respond. Oh right I forgot to enable her ability to speak again. “You can talk again.” I ordered.
“Joe turn us back now!”
“Oh and from now on you are only to refer to me as Hana.”
“I refuse! You’re Hana so… I mean you’re Hana… dammit Hana!” Clearly that was working.
“Now let’s try this.” I swapped around our personalities. I didn’t feel much of a difference at first. “Hmm, I don’t really feel different. How about you bro?” Wow did I just say bro? I was speaking just like Hana now. Well actually right now I pretty much was Hana.
“Joe turn me back now!” Ugh she was still going on about that.
“I was going to stay as you until morning, but after last night I’ve change my mind. Let’s try out a whole day.”
“A whole day? Are you an idiot? That’ll never work.”
“It’ll work because I’m telling you to make it work.” I targeted her with the poser again but then decided against it. “I have your body; if you ever want it back then I suggest you play nice. If get me in trouble then you’ll be staying in my body until you’ve atoned for it.” Instead of forcing her to obey I’d just use intimidation. “Now it’s about time for us to start getting ready for school.”
The first test would come at the breakfast table. As per usual Chloe was the first down. I let Hana go down first, and then followed shortly after.
“Wow you’re up early,” Chloe said as I sat down.
“It’s a new me,” I joked back. I saw the real Hana glare at me. She was so tempted to say something, but the orders I had given her would make it a nightmare for her to communicate our secret. We just quietly ate breakfast.
“Joe you better hurry or you’ll be late for the bus,” Chloe warned Hana. Hana slowly got up and left but not before giving me one last foul look.
“Did something happen between you two?” Was that the legendary mother’s intuition?
“Just an argument, Joe can be stubborn sometimes. Well I better finish getting ready.” I returned to my bedroom to finish changing. I gave my body a twirl in the mirror as I admired its form. I really don’t understand why Hana hated her body so much? Honestly I should just keep it. I had more respect for it than she did.
I picked up her school diary which had her class schedule neatly copied down one the front page. Today would be fun. Chloe would drop me off just outside the school gates so getting there wasn’t an issue. All I had to do was blend in.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>That morning you awake to find you can now copy Hana's personality. You do this to and give her yours. Now you are ready to go to school pretending to be her.<<endif>>
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<<set $HanaFlag1 = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Have a good day honey,” Chloe said as I slipped out of the car.
“See you later mom.” I grabbed my bag and closed the door. I took a moment to smile then joined the tide of students in the same uniform as me heading towards the school. Hana’s school was a league above my own. It had a nicer location and was only built about seven years ago so was semi-modern. No wonder her school was higher ranked, the building alone was less depressing.
My first class was maths and I quickly realised I was screwed. Whatever was being taught was way ahead of what Mrs Clark was currently on. Mrs Clark spent so much time giving people detention that she barely had time to teach. I did my best and fortunately nobody checked up on the lack of progress I’d made during the lesson. I felt I had actually learnt something though, more than I usually did in Mrs Clarks’s classes.
The next class was history, one of the few subjects I enjoyed. Unfortunately Hana’s class was covering a topic I’d never touched.
“Robespierre’s influence in the French Revolution is a hot topic, some argue without him the revolution would have failed and modern France would still be a Monarchy.” I had no idea what the teacher was saying. The French Revolution was never covered in my class and I preferred more modern topics like the Cold War.
“Hana did you catch Honey Beach Boys yesterday?” The girl next to me whispered. What the fuck was that?
“No I must have missed it.”
“It’s good, watch it on catch up. Hey did you do your homework for chemistry?” I had no idea.
“You shouldn’t be so dependent on me.” A simple cover that worked even if Hana hadn’t done it. As I’d learn later, she hadn’t.
“I’m shocked Hana, you never forget your homework,” her teacher berated.
“I’m sorry. I won’t happen again.” I’d said that so many times to my usual teachers it had lost all meaning. Here however it actually worked.
“I’ll forgive you, please don’t let it happen again.” Holy shit that worked. The lesson resumed like normal and did my best to follow so I could actually complete my homework later.
“Why didn’t you just say you hadn’t done it?” The girl from before was next to me again. I’d learned her name was Gemma. She seemed to be Hana’s friend and we shared a number of classes.
“My memory has been fuzzy recently, what other homework did we have?” I faked illness to cover up for my lack of knowledge. She told me what I was meant to have done for the next class; fortunately that work had been issued in advance to Hana had already done it. I cruised through that lesson as well.
Lunch came around soon after, and I experienced a whole new world of school dining. Hana’s canteen was twice the size of the one at my crappy school, and it had more lines as well. The food line and pay line were different; students lined up to get food then moved to a till to pay. The food lines were themselves split into four and the system was overall just more efficient. On top of it all the food had taste. What I got tasted like actual cooking instead of gruel mixed with curry sauce and poured onto rice.
“Amazing.” It tasted so good.
I joined Gemma at a table with Hana’s other friends. Their topics didn’t give me much room to contribute though. I couldn’t care less about the guys at the school but I had to admit, it was more interesting than when they started talking about taking the ultimate selfie. In fact from what I could understand all their future travel plans seemed based entirely on what selfies they could take at said location. I couldn’t have been gladder when they finished eating and dispersed.
The rest of the day went smoothly. A few bumps here and there but nobody suspected that I wasn’t actually Hana. With her body and personality I made a convincing act. I arrived home before the real Hana did. Chloe worked late on Wednesdays so I had the house to myself for a bit. I headed upstairs and into my new room without bothering with my old one. I was sick of my school uniform so I decided to try something different. I undressed but stopped to admire Hana’s body in the mirror. She really had a great figure. Sure her cup size was below average but that had its own charm. Maybe Hana would learn to respect this body a little more now that she had experienced what it was like to be someone else. Until then however it was mine to do with as I pleased.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You have a fun time at Hana's school. A few bumps but nothing major and nobody learns of who you really are. Later at home you are alone in Hana's room admiring your body.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Have some fun first|HanaSw2b]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I heard the door shut just as I finished changing into something more comfortable. As fun as it had been to go to Hana’s school, I did hate the mundane colours of her uniform. I heard her come up stairs and then without asking she opened the door to find me sitting on her bed.
“How was school Joe?” I taunted.
“Shitty ass shitty, no wonder you’re a failure.” She really wasn’t making much attempt to get back on my good side. “And what is up with that bitch Mrs Clark? She gave me a detention tomorrow for pointing out that you’re not meant to use capital letters in algebra because it’s confusing. Dumb bitch.” I’d never heard Hana swear so freely. She’d definitely gotten used to having my personality.
“Oh? I had a great day.”
“I bet you did, now swap us back!”
“Did you apologise to Mrs Clark?”
“What? Hell no.” Evidently she forgot about what I told her this morning.
“So you got me in trouble then left it for me to deal with? I don’t care for Mrs Clark's detention sessions. We can swap back tomorrow after you’ve paid the piper.”
“What? Hana give me my body back! Do you think people won’t figure this out? People are going to notice when I screw up because I haven’t been taking the same lessons as you or because I don’t the names of anyone I should know.” She had a point. However every morning this week the app had updated itself with a handy new feature. I had a good feeling that tomorrow things would get a lot easier.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Hana returns and complains about her day. She demands you swap her back, but she also got you in trouble with Mrs Clark so you insist she be the one to pay the piper.<<endif>>
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<<set $HanaFlag1 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t want Hana knowing so the best time was before she got home. I laid back on her bed and began to run my hands across this delicate body. So smooth and sensitive. It still blew my mind how different went felt.
<<if $day1sx is "no">>This was my first time feeling her body like this. I was a little hestitant but my desires were driving me to continue.<<endif>><<if $day1sx is "yes">>This would be the second time I've masturbated with her body. Doing it again had been on my mind ever since the last time.<<endif>>
My fingers brushed across the closed lips of my smooth snatch. I spread my folds and gently slid <<click "a finger inside">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/HanaBodySwap1.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. It was tight, and that tightness felt amazing. I began to stir around, using the full length of my finger to stimulate myself. Fluids began to spill out as my body heated up in response to my touches.
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My other hand toyed with my breasts and the combined pleasure drowned out the rest of my thoughts. Even if I gave Hana back her body I’d still have to borrow it occasionally just to experience this. A second finger entered me, drenching in my juices. Knowing nobody was home I allowed loud moans to escape through my mouth. I never understood why girl’s moaned so loudly until now. I felt something surge inside me and I cried out as my orgasm hit. My back arched as the white flash tore through my body sending me to heaven.
“So good.” I went limp, collapsing on the damp bed. This body was just so good and I’d only scratched the surface. I know I told Hana I’d give it back, but I was beginning to have second thoughts.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use this opportunity to explore Hana's body a little, pleasuring yourself with your fingers.<<endif>>
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[[Next|HanaSw3]]
<<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>My intuition proved true as the app updated with the feature I wanted most right now, memory alteration.
“Also include is the memory alteration feature! Copy people's memories, erase their old ones or even give them fake ones! Make them believe whatever you want them to with this easy to use function.” In addition to being able to target multiple people now I could also manipulate memories. There was no question about who would be my first test subject.
I very quietly opened the doors between our rooms and snuck in. Hana was still sleeping like she usually was at this time in the morning. I quickly targeted her with the memory alteration function and hit copy. This might be intense so I returned to my new room to lie on the bed before transferring the memories across. Interestingly several options had appeared to allow me to ‘trim’ the memories I’d just copied. I didn’t bother with that. I targeted myself as the recipient, took a deep breath and hit apply. My head was flooded with knowledge as Hana’s memories poured into me. I could remember everything about her life now as if it was my own. Her 10th birthday party, her holiday to Paris and even her father, a man she avoided talking about. I also now knew the names of her friends and teachers, and I could now handle any question thrown at me in class. Yet despite it all I still knew that I was me.
“I guess I should give something back.” I targeted myself with the copy function. I didn’t want Hana to have everything, just what she needed to pass for me. I began trimming off a lot of personal memories, leaving her with the names of my friends and relatives, all the knowledge she’d need for school and some other stuff I didn’t care about her knowing. Once it was ready and snuck back across and gave her my gift. The transfer must have triggered something as she woke up almost immediately. Good, I wanted to see what she thought of it.
“Why are you here?” She asked seeing me in her room.
“No reason. How do you feel?”
“What did you do?” Did she feel something was different, or had my question made it too obvious I had done something?
“Nothing much. Anyway do you remember what class I have after lunch today?”
“History, why?” Immediate answer. She knew my class schedule as well as I did which meant it had worked. I wonder how long until she figured out she knew more than she should?
“No reason. Anyway I just wanted to remind you that if you don’t apologise to Mrs Clark you won’t be getting your body back.”
“Yeah yeah, I’ve apologised to that fat bitch before, doesn’t make a… wait.” Oh she’d realised it. She had memories of giving Mrs Clark fake apologies that she shouldn’t have.
“Why can I remember that?”
“Just a little gift to help you out. Well I’ll see you at breakfast.” I left knowing everything was working at intended.
At breakfast I was able to talk with Chloe naturally, even when mentioning incidents from Hana’s past I was able to follow and give a proper response. At school the story was much the same. I could speak with her friends about all the topics Hana loved, including those shitty reality shows which I admit did have ‘some’ charm I guess. I also found some of her emotions begin to merge with mine, such as disgust towards one of her less than hygienic teachers. Why was he even on the payroll?
At lunch we talked naturally about all the usual girlish subjects. Frankly though even Hana’s memories weren’t enough to make me warm up to them.
“So I was at this party and they had this guy there that was like dressed as a dog. I mean he would walk only on all fours and would bark instead of talking. You could even feed him, it was insane. It was a really cool party; you guys would have loved to be there.” The girl speaking was a liar. I could tell because I’d already heard the same dumb story at my school. A part of me almost believed her though, and that part was entirely Hana. Did Hana actually believe in the crap her friends were sprouting? No wonder she felt so jealous of them.
The real joy of the day was gym class. I entered the changing room after lunch like any other girl and was treated to sight of several dozen girls changing. It was a man’s dream to be able to do this. Hana had a few drop dead stunning beauties in her class and I got to watch them change just a bench away. I’m glad I choose to stay as Hana for today. I would have missed this otherwise.
Following getting changed was the gym class itself. That was where I really got to have fun with Hana’s body. She was a gymnast and with her memories now merged with my own I was able to control her body perfectly as I did things my old body would have never been able to do. Backflips, triple spins and the ability to grab the bar with my hands and hold my entire body straight above it. I almost felt bad for giving Hana my crappy body in exchange for this one, almost.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The app updates with a new feature that allows for memory alteration. You use it to steal Hana's memories and give her a few of yours in return.
That day you pass for her perfectly. Nobody can tell you apart from the real Hana now.<<endif>>
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<<if $HanaFlag1 is "no">>[[After school|HanaSw5]]<<endif>><<if $HanaFlag1 is "yes">><div id="choice">[[After school|HanaSwAlter]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>I got home before Hana again. Since she had detention there wasn’t any contest. Chloe was home as well and with Hana’s memories mixing with mine I was automatically calling her mom without even thinking about it. After a short conversation I returned to my room and opened my bag to start on my homework. It wasn’t until I’d already finished the first set of questions I began to question why I was even doing this? I’d gotten too used to the flow of Hana’s life I guess. I put the pen down, but boredom overcame me and I resumed working shortly after. Before I knew it I’d done it all and over an hour had passed. Just as I put the books away I heard a knock on my door.
“What’s up?” It was Joe’s knock. I mean it was… my own which meant it was Hana at the door. This was getting confusing. Oddly I hadn’t heard her come through the front door.
“I did it. I apologised like you ask me to.” She seemed, less angry than before. “Being you is hard… I thought I had it shitty but you, you’ve got it way worse.”
“It’s not that bad.”
“Hana. I’m sorry about before.” She was apologising, and she actually seemed sincere. “I’ll listen to you from now on. I’m sorry I got annoyed when you tried to help me before. I kind of understand you a bit better now so… if you want to stay as me a little longer then I won’t argue.” Now I was starting to feel bad...<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You return home and decide to do your homework. Hana comes home later and apologizes. You begin to feel a bit guilty...<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[I should return us to normal|HanaSw6b]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Neither us should have to be me|HanaSw6c]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>Maybe she was trying to trick me, or maybe she actually felt bad, it didn’t matter. If Dave hadn’t had the stupid idea of giving me immunity then I’d be Hana’s slave right now. It’s easy to apologise when the person you were going to enslave is now in control.
“If you’re serious about that then you won’t mind staying as me.” I waited for a reaction.
“Okay.” She still sounded sincere. “I can learn to appreciate being you.” She left without argument. If this was a long con she sure had thought it through. I’m sure she’d crack soon enough and come begging for her body. In the meantime I was going to continue enjoying myself. Comparing my life to hers, I much preferred hers. She had a better school, was semi-popular and had a brighter future than I did. In fact there was only one real issue that I could foresee with me staying as Hana, and that was the real Hana. If I left things as they were then I’d have to be constantly watching my back, but what if she didn’t know about any of that?
“Yeah, that’ll work.” I’d already altered her body so she looked like me and altered her personality so she acted like me. All I had to do was make it so she believed that she was me. The memory feature could handle that. Although maybe it would be worth seeing what tomorrow would bring first.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You aren't sure if she telling the truth or not. You want to stay like this to tell her your intentions which she accepts. Tmorrow you plan to make this arrangement permenant.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|HanaSw7a]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>It was time to end this game, first however I needed to confirm Hana had actually learnt the lesson I was trying to teach her.
“Do you remember why this happened?” I asked her.
“Because I was a bitch?” Half-correct.
“Kind of. I want hear you say why this happened.” Hana had to think back to remember what happened on the day I stole her body.
“I… I wanted to look prettier but you said I was already beautiful. I tried to force you to help me and you got annoyed. Hana I’m sorry about I tried to do.”
“You call me Joe again.”
“Thanks Joe. I guess I didn’t appreciate how lucky I was. I kept comparing myself with others and that caused friction between us.” She really did understand.
“Can I trust you now?” She didn’t answer. Was that a sign she didn’t trust herself? If she understood why I had done what I did then she shouldn’t be a danger anymore. I targeted us with the app and swapped back our bodies. This meant the phone was back in her hand but she didn’t do anything with it. Well technically my orders for her to not use it still stood. I took it from her then swapped back our personalities. Then to finish it off I removed all the orders I had given her.
“Thanks bro.” She looked at her hands glad to have them again. “I promise I’ll never complain about my body or you again.”
“It seems you’ve learnt an important lesson, even if it was a pain to teach you it,” I joked back. I returned back to my room wondering if I should also erase some or all of Hana’s memories. I ultimately decided against booth. I think knowing what my life was like had helped her mature a little. I didn’t want to erase any of that experience. As for my memories of her I decided to get rid all those I’d stolen from her, keeping only what was related to her school life.
The following day I got back into the pattern of my own life. The app did update but it wasn’t a feature that I saw any use in. This week had certainly been an experience, but now I was ready for the next one that I was certain would be just as eventful as the first.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide enough is enough. You ensure Hana can be trusted then swap back. Time to return to being Joe and think about next week.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t want to return to being me, but I also didn’t want to continue to force Hana to do so either.
“Hana, after experiencing my life do you think I’d willingly go back to it?”
“I… No. If I was you and had the power to change things then I’d use that power. Kind of like how you already have.”
“What if neither us had to be Joe, and both of us could be Hana?”
“I’m not following? Like fuse us together?” While I could do something sort of like that, I was thinking of something different. I targeted myself with the copy function, then applied that to Hana transforming her.
“I’m me again!” She was overjoyed with being back in her body but we both knew this wouldn’t work. There couldn’t be two Hanas and zero Joes. The memory alteration feature could over things in the short term but it couldn’t target the entire globe… or so we thought.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You don't want to torture Hana, but you also don't want to give this up. You make it so you are both Hana and will handle problems as they arise.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|HanaSw7c]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I got home before Hana again. Since she had detention there wasn’t any contest. Chloe was home as well and with Hana’s memories mixing with mine I was automatically calling her mom without even thinking about it. After a short conversation I returned to my room and looked at myself in the mirror again. It slowly began to undo the uniform, striking a sexy pose as I shred each of my layers.
“She really can be sexy if she wants to.” Hana must have been blind to not see this body’s beauty. I stripped down to just my underwear and sat on the floor legs spread. If I recorded this and uploaded it to the internet then I bet I’d get plenty of people who agree that this body is sexy as hell. I wonder how Hana would react to that? The thought of people watching me was turning me on. I began to imagine an audience captivated by me posing for them. I placed my hand on my panties and began to rub it. A moist patch appeared as my lust grew. I gave the girl in the mirror a tease as I stripped my panties down and tossed them aside. I hadn’t bothered with a bra today so I was now completely naked. I got closer to the mirror then spread my legs again for it.
“Such a pretty pink.” I wish I could have buried my face in it. Sadly my fingers would have to do. I inserted my index <<click "finger inside">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MaScene2.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. It felt amazing as I stirred it around to coat it with my love juices. Once wet I pulled it out and sucked on it, giving me a taste of my body.
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“So this is what I waste like.” I wanted more. I inserted two fingers inside as I masturbated using my tight pussy. Each movement dosed me in pleasure but also increased my desire for me. I could feel it, my orgasm was approaching. I increased the pace and then came the moment I desire. A tidal wave of pleasure that drowned my thoughts and flooded my mind.
“I’m cumming!” I cried, hitting my climax and spraying the mirror with my juices. My body went limp in the aftermath as I lay on the floor breathing deeply. That was amazing, but it wasn’t enough. Maybe three fingers would be able to satisfy me? No even that wouldn’t do. I knew what my body wanted, and I knew that it would be arriving home soon.
“I’m home,” I heard his voice. I hungrily sat up and changed location. I heard Joe ascend the stairs and then he opened the door to his bedroom to find me sitting there in wait.
“Hana? What are you doing? Where are you clothes?”
“Come inside and close the door.” He had to obey that command, but that was the only thing I’d be forcing him to do.
“Hana why are you naked on my bed?”
“Because I was waiting for you to get home.” I stood up and got closer to him. He took a step back putting his back against the wall. I got closer and pressed my chest against him looking up. “Haven’t you ever wondered what it would feel like?”
“What what would feel like?”
“Sex,” I whispered.
“N-no!”
“Liar.” If he wasn’t the least bit turned on then why was he erect? I could feel the boner that was poorly hidden by his school trousers. Dave couldn’t go 5 minutes without changing the conversation topic to sex. I wonder how much thought Joe had given it.
“We shouldn’t be doing this.”
“Shouldn’t, but we can. I’m curious, you’re curious. Why don’t we solve this mystery together?” He didn’t have the courage to reply. Fortunately I’d been around Hana’s friends. It was their lies that had led for this to happen, and it would be their lies that aided me in getting what I wanted.
“You none of your friends are virgins. They’ve all said they’ve done it by now.” Most of them being lairs, and the few who weren’t had already had sex with half the school. “They say the first time is the hardest, but I can handle that burden for you.” My lips were mere inches from his. My seduction finally captured him.
He grabbed my shoulders and kissed me with his inexperienced lips. Now he was mine to do with as I pleased. I slid down his pants and freed the cock inside. Knowing that beast would soon be inside me I prepared by coating it with my saliva. Dave sometimes made jokes about sucking his own cock; I never imagined I’d be able to actually do it. I took as much of the shaft inside my mouth as I could, getting it wet and also giving it some service to really get it hard. Once it was ready it was time for the next stage. My pussy was burning in anticipation as I led him to my bed and laid him flat. I positioned myself over him and slid down. I <<click "teased his cock">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/HanaScene5.png]]<</replace>><</click>> with my foot then I rubbed my pussy against his shaft before spreading my snatch to welcome it inside.
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It felt like I was being split open by it. Something inside painfully tore as I struggled to accommodate the beast inside my delicate pussy. Yet despite all this I kept on going, doing everything I could to fit it all inside. Soon I was completely stuffed. I could feel it brushing against the entrance to my womb and the pain from before was beginning to fade. I began to rock my hips as my pussy hugged the monster inside me. Soon Joe was joining in as well, and as it went on he became more into it. My motions weren’t enough for him and he pushed me over, holding me from behind was he rammed his thick monster into me. I began moaning uncontrollably. It was too good. My senses were being overloaded as he thrust into me. It didn’t matter who heard me, I could erase their memories later. For now I just let my voice cry out as my insides were torn asunder by the cock that used to be mine. He was getting ready to cum, but I wasn’t going to let him finish so soon.
“Don’t you dare cum until I do!” I ordered. I wonder how absolute that order would be. He thrust even harder than before and got even rougher with each thrust. My pussy was burning with pleasure as was my entire body. This was beyond what I could have ever imagined. This feeling, I could give it up.
“I’m cumming! Cum inside me!” If my previous climaxes were like tidal waves, then this one could be described as an atomic detonation. It was so powerful that the pleasure knocked me unconscious temporarily, and when my mind returned I discovered my pussy filled with sticky whiteness.
“That was amazing. I feel so… amazing!” Joe declared. The experience had affected him in a very different way than me. “I feel like I can take on the world!” The testosterone was seeping into his brain. Well I guess that made us both very happy with this exchange.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You get home before Hana use the time to continue exploring the pleasures of the female body. Desiring more you ambush Hana when she gets home in your body and seduce her. You suck her off then ride her cock, sending you to new heights of pleasure.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|HanaAlterFuture]]
The app updated again and sadly it would be the last time. Titled the final update it gave me the ability to rewrite history based on my new image.
“That doesn’t really seem like it’s relevant.” Everyone already thought this was how I always was, well except for Hana. I wonder what kind of effect it would have on her? It might be confusing. I’d go with my original plan instead. She probably wasn’t awake yet so I crept across the hall into her room. Just like I thought she was sleeping soundly in the bed. I ordered her to remain asleep until I said a specific word.
Next I targeted her with the app’s memory feature then began stripping away everything that was Hana, and transferring across everything from me that was Joe. There was bit of back and forth fiddling but when I was done tinkering I hit apply then woke her up. This time the girl she saw wasn’t her brother in her body, but her step-sister in the body she could always remember her having.
“Why are you in my room?” The boy asked.
“I heard you lost your phone so came to wake you up.”
“Huh?” The new Joe checked the desk clock. “I don’t get up for another ten minutes.” It had worked. Hana usually set her alarm for twenty minutes after mine but she had just quoted the time I usually set the alarm for. She thought she was me; she had no idea that everything she knew was a lie. Perfect.
“Oh my mistake.” The app was stuck on my phone so there was a slight problem there. I’d factory reset Hana’s old one then give it to the new Joe as a replacement for the time being. I had no interest in regular phones now.
“Well I’ll see you at breakfast.” I turned to leave cracking a devilish smile as I left. It was done. Starting today I no longer had to live as Joe. That name belonged to my step-brother and my new name was Hana.
~ End - Replacing My Sister ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]“Good morning Chloe,” I greeted as I arrived in the kitchen. I pulled out a chair and adjusted my new skirt as I sat down.
“Good morning Alice,” Chloe replied. She smiled at me believing that I was and always had been her daughter Alice. The app had updated again that morning giving me the function I desired most. The newest feature was a rather impressive one that allowed me to alter my very existence to match whatever body I was in. I could also fabricate a backstory, altering memories, photos and records to say whatever I wanted. I wasn’t actually changing the past; I couldn’t make Germany win The Second World War II for example. What I could do however was make it so that Chloe, my dad and even the government believed I had always been Chloe’s daughter and Hana’s twin sister.
“Hey sister,” Hana greeted with sass as she entered the kitchen. She was the only one who knew the truth.
“You’re up early,” Chloe remarked.
“I thought I’d take after my sister a little,” Hana winked. When using the ‘Mass Memory Alteration’ as it was called I could select who would be unaffected by it. Obviously I had selected myself and Hana to keep our memories. Joe no longer existed. All records of his existence erased or altered to the new me. The app’s power had already been impressive, but this final feature took the cake. The only problem it had was that it ate my phone’s battery when used. I guess changing the world required a lot of power. As I munched on my breakfast I thought about my future as Alice. I’d miss my old school a little but just a little. I had a lot to look forward to in my new life though, and on top of it all I was even closer to Hana than before. She’d also learned to love her body a lot more which was always a good thing.
~ End - Double the Hana ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]I put away the massive vibrator satisfied for today. I should really let my pussy rest or it might get too stretched. Well I doubt Joe would complain, as my own demand cock he was the reason it was stretched as much as it was. Following our first experience I’d used the app on my body to keep things fresh and exciting, but sadly those days were now over. The app had been unfortunately destroyed a few weeks ago. It was fun while it lasted, but not having the convenience of erasing my folks’ memories when they caught us fucking was a pain. Joe was enjoying his new life as a teenage boy. He’d joined the rugby club and had also started growing a beard. He’d taken my body and made it his own. He’d really turned the life I gave him around.
As for me, I was content so long I got to pleasure myself every day. The changes I’d made to myself before I lost the app gave me a leg up on the competition. I was happy, the new Joe was happy and nobody else knew the truth about what had really happened. I was glad the app had chosen me because I would have never achieved this kind of happiness without it.
~ End - Two Happy Step-Siblings ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I got home from school at my usual time. I’d come up with several plans for several situations that might have arisen, but not quite for the one I was about to encounter. I saw Chloe’s car in the drive and found Chloe herself in the living room watching TV.
“Hey Chloe, is Hana home?” First and foremost, find out where Hana is.
“Yeah. She is upstairs with Drake.”
“Who?” Who the fuck was Drake.
“Her boyfriend. She brought him home today.” She has a boyfriend now? Why do I feel like the guy didn’t have a choice in the matter? I headed upstairs quietly to peek in on them. Her door was slightly ajar so I was able to spot a new face sitting on her bed.
“What do you think of this?”
“Looks great babe.” Holy hell his voice was deep. He was also tall, muscular and had the build of a rugby player. Evidently Hana had brainwashed the best man she could.
“Oh and this?” Hana appeared to be showing off her clothes to him.
“Yeah amazing. No girl could ever be more beautiful that you.” He was giving Hana compliment after compliment. His eye suddenly caught sight of me and he immediately stood up.
“Hey what the fuck do you want?” By God was he aggressive. He threw open Hana’s door exposing the fact she was in an ill-fitting bikini.
“Hey calm down,” I tried reasoning but it was useless.
“Were you looking at my girl? Fucking pig go get your own girlfriend. I’ll fucking fight you right now. Let’s take this outside.”
“Drake stop!” Hana shouted to intervene. Her ‘boyfriend’ was fronting on me, looking down with his face close to mine. “This is my worthless brother, you can ignore him. It’s only other guys you need to worry about.” Had she ordered Drake to pick a fight with any guy who looked her way or something?
“Hi…” I said. Drake’s behaviour wasn’t normal. He got jealous and aggressive the moment he suspected someone else of looking at Hana. Maybe at a nightclub he had to be worried of other guys trying to steal his girl, but in his girlfriend’s own home that never happened.
“You better keep your eyes to yourself. Hana’s my girl understand?” Hana gently tugged him back into her room.
“C’mon you need to help me pick a dress for the house party here tomorrow.” She had that guy wrapped around her finger with an iron chain keeping him there. I doubted that guy had ever considered dating Hana before this morning but now he was her slave. And what was that about a house party tomorrow? My dad and Chloe would never agree to that, or rather they’d never agree to it willingly. Hana wasn’t above using the app to get what she wanted even if it meant taking away the free will of other people. The appearance of another person who could snap my arms like twigs made this a lot more complicated. With Hana’s door shut I could listen in to gather information.
“No sweat babe, I’ll call the guys later and tell them to come round for a wicked time!”
“I love you so much,” Hana replied. I doubt she understood what love really was. “I’ll get my parents out of the house. My stupid brother won’t bother us either.” They closed the door firmly this time. So she planned to have a party here tomorrow. That created an opportunity. Drake would be an issue but if I had Dave covering me I could use that to my advantage. Hana planned to get rid of Chloe and my dad which would make it easier for Dave to get in. I could definitely see this working now.
Before that however there was another round of humiliation I had to go through first. Chloe made dinner that night like any other, preparing an extra plate for Drake. The table only had four chairs but that wasn’t a problem. When time came to eat I found my food not on the table but the floor, and not on a plate but in a dog dish.
“You aren’t seriously going to make me eat from a dog dish?” I asked Hana and my parents. Hana cruelly mocked me, and with the poser she made it so my parents thought it was normal for me to eat from the floor. I would rather starve than eat from a dog dish but annoyingly I didn’t get a choice.
“Joe eat your dinner, and don’t use your hands either. You can only use your mouth!” Hana ordered and I was forced to obey. It was degrading and I was at least glad Chloe had made pasta as there were some foods that were impossible to eat without the use of your hands. It took me longer than everyone else to finish, and when I was finally done Chloe had just pulled dessert from the fridge.
“Who wants cake?” I felt a glimmer of excitement hearing the word but I extinguished it myself. I was right to do for the only person getting cake was Hana. The cake looked expensive; it wasn’t something Chloe would ever buy just as a random after dinner dessert. I slipped away before Hana decided to humiliate me further. I wasn’t messing around anymore. I had to get my phone back and stop Hana’s idiotic tyranny. If an opportunity presented it then I’d take it, but unfortunately it didn’t and with Drake staying overnight I had to be careful in my own home.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You arrived home and find Hana's has forced same large guy named Drake to be her boyfriend. Later she makes you eat of the floor. She has planned a party for tomorrow so you'll use that to get Dave inside and reclaim the app.<<endif>>
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[[Next Evening|HanaB8D]] <<if $TLDR is "no">>It wasn’t until nine that people began to arrive for the party. Hana had again made me eat on the floor, and shortly after dinner Chloe and my dad left to see a movie then spend the night in a hotel. Sure that would screw up their ability to go to work in the morning but that didn’t bother Hana. Dave was on standby and once guests began to show up I gave him the signal.
Hana had done nothing to prepare for the party; she instead made her boyfriend run to the shops to buy snacks and alcohol. She spent most of her time fine tuning her looks with the app. She was wearing a tight one piece outfit that barely had a skirt let alone pockets. There was no way for her to have the phone on her so it had to be in her room. She left her room with Drake to greet guests but I stayed put and waited for Dave. Hana returned to her room after a few minutes to check I wasn’t rummaging through her stuff. She clearly thought that I’d be using the party as an opportunity to search for the phone. I heard a tap at my window and looked out to see Dave’s dumb face pressed against it. My window was above the porch which he was now stood on the roof off. Being humanities closest relative to the chimpanzee granted Dave a strong climbing ability. I opened the window and he jumped inside.
“Seems your party is pretty lively.”
“How did you get in without being seen?” I noticed the idiot was dressed in all black like a ninja.
“Speed and stealth. Okay I’ll retrieve the phone. You keep them distracted.” I needed to make sure the coast was clear. I left my room and immediately bumped into Hana.
“Going somewhere bro?”
“I’m hungry.”
“Too bad. I was just coming to say to you… I order you to stay in your room until further notice. I can’t be watching my back to ensure you’re not up to anything.” As per Hana’s order I turned and returned to my room. Dave was in the corner of my room behind the door out of sight. Hana had no idea. I kept my door open as I watched her disappear down the stairs.
“All yours. Be quick and be quiet.” Dave nodded and moved across to the room opposite mine. He very gently pressed down on the handle then slid inside without a peep. I kept my door open. If Hana reappeared I could stall her. Almost too soon she came back up the stairs but when she saw me by the door she stopped.
“What are you up to?” She asked. Something seemed odd. I suspected she might have an alarm set up to notify her of someone in her room.
“I’d be doing a lot more if you weren’t being a bitch and keeping me confined here.” My words annoyed her which was much better than making her suspicious.
“Oh you’re so in for it later.” Oh I bet. Hana ducked back down the stairs again. I wait patiently for Dave to hurry up. Finally the door opened again and he ducked back into my room. Moments later Hana reappeared. Her door must have had an alarm on it. I faked a giggle to make her suspect I was triggering the alarm intentionally.
“Stop doing whatever you’re doing Joe!” She return downstairs as I collapsed on the floor. Fuck! I couldn't move. Her stupid command screwed with my head so badly I couldn’t even breathe.
“Hey the trace pattern hasn’t changed.” Dave was on my phone. “Joe?” Thankfully he noticed something was wrong. He was quickly using the app and targeted me with the poser.
“Forget all the orders Hana has given you. You can do whatever you want now.” Those words freed me from her command. I gasped as fresh air filled my lungs.
“Thanks.” I quickly closed my door. “Now I’ve got a huge fucking mess to clean up.”
“That’s true… but there is also a party downstairs. Why don’t we have some fun first?”
“Well you did just save my ass so I’ll let you have some fun. First can you go bring Hana up here, I’ve a few words I need to say in private.” Dave left my room and I waited. I thought it would be a simple task for Dave to handle but I was wrong. I heard the distinct sound of shit hitting the fan and rushed out to see what was going on. I saw Dave on the ground being punched repeatedly by Drake while the others cheered on the violence. Was Hana stopping this? No. I quickly targeted Drake with the app and ordered him to stop. Hana then realised that I had the app and yelled at me to give it back. Naturally I targeted her and told her to come up to my room. I also ordered Drake to do the same and to drag my injured friend up as well. I don’t understand how Dave managed to screw up his simple task so badly but I didn’t care. Once I had all three of them in my room I began issuing Hana new orders, removing her orders from Drake and healing Dave with a rollback.
“Alright Drake please go home and apologise for being missing or something,” I ordered. “Dave, go enjoy the party and try not to start another fight.”
“Sorry about that.” Dave left as well leaving me alone with Hana.
“Joe. Give me back my phone.” She still didn’t get that her orders wouldn’t work.
“My phone. Always was and still is. Now you, among other things, made me eat out of a dog dish on the floor two nights in a row. You also nearly killed me with an idiotic command that prevented me from breathing or moving!”
“That’s all your fault for not helping me!” Hana argued.
“Sure it is. Well I don’t care. This whole thing has been a nuisance to me. I’m going to fix it of course, but not before a round of humiliation.” I left Hana in my room as I disappeared to find Dave. When I returned I had several of Hana’s ‘friends’ with me. I led them and Dave into my parents’ spacious bedroom and sat them all in a circle with a bottle in the middle.
“Here’s the game, I’m going to spin the bottle and whoever it lands on gets to give Hana any dare they want.” I think this was a suiting punishment. I spun the glass bottle and it landed pointing to some guy.
“I order Hana to kiss me!” I targeted Hana with the poser and told her to obey. She was forced to kiss the guy which she clearly didn’t like. The bottle spun around and this time Hana was forced to do a sexy strip. In the following rounds there was more kissing, funny dances and Dave even had the balls to order her to <<click "masturbate using the bottle">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/HanaBottle.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. After that display I decided it was time to stop.
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“Funny, nobody thought to order you to stop playing this stupid game or even pass their turn. Really shows what your ‘friends’ think of you.” That was the point I wanted to prove. These people whose opinion she valued so highly just saw her as free entertainment.
“Joe I’m sorry!” Hana was finally apologising. Maybe she meant it, maybe she didn’t. Either way I wasn’t ever letting her near the app again. The party soon wrapped up. I began the tedious task of reverting my home to how it used to be before Hana went mad with power. Above all else, that punishment game had been pretty fun.
“Hey Joe,” Dave was still here helping me clean up. “We should do that again, my little cousin is a real piece of shit and could do with a lesson as well.”
“Normally I’d refuse, but I’m in a mischievous mood.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You get Dave inside and distract Hana while he steals back the app. Hana nearly kills you accidentally but Dave saves you. With the app back you undo the damage. You then decide to have a little punishment game to get back at her.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|HanaBDEND]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>The spinning arrow landed on a girl with thick glasses giving her the chance to issue an order.
“Stop all this! It isn’t funny!” Wow. That was the first time someone had chosen to throw away their chance to issue the party host an order. I’d played this game with nine different groups now and this was the first time it was brought to an early end.
“Well you heard her folks, time to wrap this up.” There were disgruntled groans from the participants. None of them stayed around to help the party’s host who currently was wearing their mother’s clothing with badly applied make-up; well none par the girl who had ordered this to stop. Hopefully her kind gesture would be appreciated by the party host who know had an idea of who really cared about them. This game was a fun way to teach people about real truth and real friendship. After the incident with Hana I realised the world was filled with misguided young people who needed to be shown what others really thought of them. Once they knew that they’d be able to spot the real friends from the fakes.
I took my leave and contacted Dave. He already had the next party scouted out so I made my way there.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you have become the masters of a punishment game. You use this power to help others understand what friends really are.<<endif>>
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~ End - Punishment Game Master ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I got home from school at my usual time. I’d come up with several plans for several situations that might have arisen, but not quite for the one I was about to encounter. I saw Chloe’s car in the drive and found Chloe herself in the living room watching TV.
“Hey Chloe, is Hana home?” First and foremost, find out where Hana is.
“Yeah. She is upstairs with Drake.”
“Who?” Who the fuck was Drake.
“Her boyfriend. She brought him home today.” She has a boyfriend now? Why do I feel like the guy didn’t have a choice in the matter? I headed upstairs quietly to peek in on them. Her door was slightly ajar so I was able to spot a new face sitting on her bed.
“What do you think of this?”
“Looks great babe.” Holy hell his voice was deep. He was also tall, muscular and had the build of a rugby player. Evidently Hana had brainwashed the best man she could.
“Oh and this?” Hana appeared to be showing off her clothes to him.
“Yeah amazing. No girl could ever be more beautiful that you.” He was giving Hana compliment after compliment. His eye suddenly caught sight of me and he immediately stood up.
“Hey what the fuck do you want?” By God was he aggressive. He threw open Hana’s door exposing the fact she was in an ill-fitting bikini.
“Hey calm down,” I tried reasoning but it was useless.
“Were you looking at my girl? Fucking pig go get your own girlfriend. I’ll fucking fight you right now. Let’s take this outside.”
“Drake stop!” Hana shouted to intervene. Her ‘boyfriend’ was fronting on me, looking down with his face close to mine. “This is my worthless brother, you can ignore him. It’s only other guys you need to worry about.” Had she ordered Drake to pick a fight with any guy who looked her way or something?
“Hi…” I said. Drake’s behaviour wasn’t normal. He got jealous and aggressive the moment he suspected someone else of looking at Hana. Maybe at a nightclub he had to be worried of other guys trying to steal his girl, but in his girlfriend’s own home that never happened.
“You better keep your eyes to yourself. Hana’s my girl understand?” Hana gently tugged him back into her room.
“C’mon you need to help me pick a dress for the house party here tomorrow.” She had that guy wrapped around her finger with an iron chain keeping him there. I doubted that guy had ever considered dating Hana before this morning but now he was her slave. And what was that about a house party tomorrow? My dad and Chloe would never agree to that, or rather they’d never agree to it willingly. Hana wasn’t above using the app to get what she wanted even if it meant taking away the free will of other people. The appearance of another person who could snap my arms like twigs made this a lot more complicated. With Hana’s door shut I could listen in to gather information.
“No sweat babe, I’ll call the guys later and tell them to come round for a wicked time!”
“I love you so much,” Hana replied. I doubt she understood what love really was. “I’ll get my parents out of the house. My stupid brother won’t bother us either.” So she planned to have a party here tomorrow. That would be a real pain. I hope Yumi came through for me.
It was almost six when I noticed car slowly crawling towards my house which then stopped between my house and my neighbours. There was a man driving and the rear seat was a familiar girl.
“Yumi?” It looked like her but I couldn’t see into the car clearly. She seemed to be on a laptop. I realised something and quickly opened my laptop to check on the home Wi-Fi. Sure enough there was another device on there that I didn’t recognise. Putting the pieces together I was sure that was Yumi. I gave her the pin earlier but to what end? Could she really resolve this problem just by sitting in the back of her car? I heard a car door shut and quickly moved to the window. Yumi was now approaching my house. I quickly headed down and reached the door in time to stop her ringing it. I really didn’t want Hana knowing anything was up.
“Yumi, did you do it?” I greeted. She looked at me quizzically. Oh right the code. “Welcome to the Pineapple Palace.”
“Hey at least you didn’t mess that one up. Anyway I’ve locked her out of your phone and also tampered with her personality to make her incredibly suggestive, airheaded and lazy. You should be able to handle it from here.”
“Wow you can do that? How?”
“Joe you gave me free reign yesterday with your phone. Since I have all that information already I just used it to use remote access on your phone and access the app. The personality modifier, which I guess is new, had Hana as its target already so I just adjusted the values then applied them to her. Anyway your phone is now locked by a password.”
“Don’t tell me it! She ordered me to do anything that she said. I might be forced to tell her it.” Yumi rolled her eyes again.
“Whatever. I’ll tell you at school tomorrow then. Just concentrate on getting it back tonight. Anyway I gotta go.” Yumi waved to the guy still sitting in the front seat. “Good luck and don’t screw it up… again.” She left and I closed the door. Okay time to face Hana and see what Yumi had done.
I knocked on Hana’s door and heard a tired groan from inside. “Come in.” I entered and saw her lying on her floor with Drake at her desk doing what I presumed was her homework.
“Oh… Joe…” She looked like she was content just staying on the floor forever. “What ya want?” Yumi said she was incredibly suggestive and airheaded, what would the right choice of words be here?
“Hey Hana, want to see me do a magic trick with my phone?”
“Oh magic.” She threw her arm towards the charger my phone was plugged into but didn’t quite make it. “Joe go get your phone and give it to me.” Wow she was airheaded and lazy. I obeyed her instruction, giving her my phone so she could then give it to me. Afterwards I simply made it disappear.
“Tada!” I declared. Hana quickly deduced my stupidity was worth too much effort.
“Uh go away.”
“With pleasure.” I left and took my phone with me. Soon it was time for dinner. Hana refused to move from the floor, instead opting for Drake to carry her food up to her and feed her instead. She was a complete slob now. Great work Yumi. Later Drake showed up at my door to ask for my phone back. Fortunately I didn’t have to obey his orders and Hana was too lazy to come over herself so I kept a hold of my precious device.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Yumi comes through on her promise. She remotely accesses your phone then using it to turn Hana into an airheaded slob. With Hana in that state you easily get your phone back.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>When I left the house Hana was now in her bed and planned on staying here. Chloe would be lucky to move her. I didn’t care about any of that. I had my phone back and couldn’t wait to see Yumi.
“Thank you so much,” I said when I saw her that morning.
“Guess that was a success. Your new pin is 5952. I suggest using a pin from now on. They are a lot harder to guess than trace patterns.”
“Thanks. You’re a life saver.” I quickly unlocked my phone and targeted myself with the poser. “Stop obeying all previous orders given by the poser!” I purged Hana’s stupid orders from my mind. My next move was to fix all the damage Hana done. I’d have to wait until afterschool for that though. I was happy enough for now just having the power back in my hand.
“Remember, you owe me one.” Yumi reminded me.
When I got home Hana was surprise surprise still in her bed. She’d refused to move and since she’d ordered Chloe to let her do whatever she wanted there were no problems with this in Chloe's eyes.
“Hey Hana,” I marched into her room with phone in hand.
“Hey Joe give that back.” She made no attempt to take it from me. Drake was still here and stood up but I hit him with the poser.
“Stop obeying Hana and return to normal.” He stopped in his tracks and looked around.
“Shit I need to get home.” He pushed past me and left.
“Drake… wait…” Hana’s soft words were ignored. She failed to pick up on the fact I had my phone back which was very bad for her.
I set about the task of returning everything to normal. First I turned Hana back to how she should look. I also fixed her personality and then altered her memory. She’d changed too much at her school and I didn’t want to waste time fixing all that, so I changed Hana’s motivation for it. She remembered the app and everything she’d done, but now she felt very sorry about it and understood why I’d done what I’d done. By evening I’d undone the orders she’d given Chloe and my dad and everything here was back to normal.
The next day the app updated with its ‘final update’. It was the ability to kind of rewrite history but I had no desire to use it. I kind of felt like this week had been a bit of a bust. Next week I’d make up for it tenfold.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Yumi gives you the new pin code to your phone. You set about undoing all the damage Hana has done. Although she did too much to simply fix with memory erasing. This incadent has taken up a lot of your week. You can't wait for next week for round 2 of this story.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I’d had enough of all this. It was time to put it to an end. I targeted Hana with the app and undid all her stupid changes to her body.
“Party’s cancelled.” I informed her. “You are to wait here in silence until I say otherwise.” I went downstairs and told everyone the party was off. Sure they were annoyed but I just used the app to change that. I ordered them all to tell everyone else they knew who was coming that the party was cancelled. I then sent them all home and told them to take all the booze and snacks Drake had brought with them. With that cleared up I returned to the bedroom to start work on Hana.
The problem was that she believed that being popular was more important than anything in the world. She wasn’t a bad girl, just a misguided one. When I returned to her room I straightened out that confusion. She had done too much for me to simply fix things by erasing her memory so I had to alter them instead. When I was done giving her orders and changing her memories she was very sorry about the whole thing. Now she’d actually listen to me and Chloe when we give her advice and care much less about what other people think. This lesson had been a time consuming pain but everything was as it should be so I could forgive her.
The next day the app would update again but it wasn’t a feature I had any immediate use for. Maybe I’d fine use for it next week but this weekend I’d be focusing on cleaning up Hana’s mess.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to clean up Hana's mess and also educate her about why this happened. Soon everything is back to normal and you're ready for a new week.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I was a little curious about how things could have turned out if I wasn’t lucky enough to find my phone just now.
“Hana, you are going to leave the room then re-enter thinking it is the first time. You will also believe that your actual phone is the one with the Reborn app installed. You will act as if you found me searching through your things for my phone.” This’ll be interesting.
Hana left the room then a second later entered.
“I knew I’d find you here!” Oh no Hana had caught me searching for her phone.
“Hana you need to stop this!” I begged, well pretended to beg.
“Maybe but first I need your assistance. You see at this party my friend was at there was this guy who went around on all fours pretending to be a dog. People would feed him treats and pet him. It sounds weird but it apparently a party isn’t a party unless there are weird people like that there. So… I need you to be the dog guy.” She opened up the bag Drake had been carrying. Inside was a fearful collection of latex. The outfit was designed to constrict my movements to force me to walk in all fours. There was also a tail which looked like a butt plug.
“You want me to wear this?”
“Yes. You want me to be popular right?”
“No. I want you to wear it.” Would it fit her? Trick question, I could just use the app to ensure it did. She targeted me with her phone thinking she had the app installed on it.
“Where did the app go?”
“Right here!” I pulled out my phone and used the real app on her. “Wear it.” I ordered. As I expected Hana needed some help making it fit her but when I done I had to admit I liked what I saw.
“Let me go.” She was pretty furious.
“Hmmm I order you to answer my next few questions truthfully. If I had asked you to free me once you made me wear that outfit, would you have done so?”
“No.”
“There is our answer. Now, what did you plan to make me do?”
“I would have walked you around the party on a lease and forced you to be my dog.”
“Oh good idea. Also you aren’t to speak except by going ‘woof’.” I laughed. I grabbed the lease and pulled Hana out the door behind me. Soon I had the attention of the party on me. That made them easy targets for the app. It would seem a handy update had installed the ability to target them all at once with the poser.
“Everyone, I order you to treat Hana like she is my pet dog.” With that I began walking her around.
“Oh how cute, can I stroke her?” A girl asked.
“Go ahead.” She began stroking Hana like a pet. Hana began to woof in protest.
“Wow careful, she doesn’t seem happy being around all these people.” One guy intervened pulling the girl’s hand away. “How old is she?”
“Oh I don’t know. She was a stray I adopted.”
“Ah.” Everyone saw her as a dog instead of a person. Hana however had gone red with humiliation at being presented to her ‘friends’ in such a way. I continued the game for a while before taking her back upstairs.
“You can talk again!”
“Joe I’m going to murder you.” She was really pissed now.
“You should be nicer, you know with this app I could make it that you really think you are a dog. I could make the whole world view you as one as well… even other dogs.”
“You wouldn’t dare!”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You find out Hana planned to treat you like a dog so turn the tables on her. She become the dog and after some harsh words she says you'd never have the guts to make it permenant.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[She's right I wouldn't|HanaB10b]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I arrived at the breakfast table Monday morning early as usual. Chloe was there and my dad was preparing to leave for work.
“I’ll see everyone later.” Before he departed for work he bent down and gave the family dog a pat on the head. The app really was a powerful device as nobody in the world seemed to notice that our ‘dog’ was actually a human girl. Even the girl in question had no idea she was human. She talked like a dog and behaved as one as well. Thanks the app’s final update all records of her human life had been erased. Her birthday certificate had turned into a pet licence and her trophy from her gymnastics competitions were now all from dog shows. It was just too ironically funny to think the girl who had tried to turn me into her human dog become a real one. I really should turn her back, but for now I think I’ll leave her as she is.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choice you were humiliated by Hana. You got the ultimate revenge by brainwashing her to believe she is the family dog.<<endif>>
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Yeah even I wouldn’t go that far. Well I better start fixing everything.
“You are to wait here in silence until I say otherwise.” I went downstairs and told enough the party would have to move elsewhere. Sure they were disappointed but I just used the app to change that. The party quickly dispersed and I until any brainwashing Hana had done previously to everyone present.
With that cleared up I returned to the bedroom to start work on Hana. The problem was that she believed that being popular was more importance than anything in the world. She wasn’t a bad girl, just a confused one. When I returned to her room I straightened out that confusion. She had done too much for me to simply fix things by erasing her memory so I had to alter them instead. When I was done giving her orders and changing her memories she was very sorry about the whole thing. Now she’d actually listen to me and Chloe when we give her advice and care much less about what other people think. Still this lesson had been a time consuming pain but everything was as it should be so I could forgive her.
The next day the app would update again but it wasn’t a feature I had any immediate use for. Maybe I’d fine use for it next week but this weekend I’d be focusing on cleaning up Hana’s mess.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>She's right you wouldn't go that far. You turn everything back to normal and use the weekend to keep an eye out for side-effects. It seems everything is normal so bring on week 2.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>The next day Dave was so excited to speak with me he had come in early and was waiting by the school entrance for my arrival.
“Dude I had the best idea. Instead of asking out girls, why don’t we make one?”
“Excuse me?” I needed some clear clarification.
“Well asking girls out is hard, and then after that there is a lot of maintenance and… well it’s just not worth it.”
“So girls are like classic cars now?”
“Right, but its better because instead of trying to find the perfect car, we should make it ourselves!” Calm down Joe. Don’t let his idiocy get to you.
“The app doesn’t create, it modifies.”
“Yeah I thought of that. We just need to find a drifter!” The app did have the power to completely strip a person of their personality, and this morning it also updated so it could erase memories turning them to a blank slate. We could change their body how we wanted so Dave’s proposal did have potential.
“It does seem a little immoral.” I was still on the fence about it.
“It’s like recycling. We just take some human garbage and turn it into something useful.”
“That’s the kind of statement that would ruin a politician.” I’m not a politician though. “Rather than take a drifter, we should take someone who is dead… or if I can’t target dead people then someone who is dying with no chance at survival.”
“Oh good idea. Anyway that aside we should think about what to give them. I want to create the perfect girlfriend. As a base we should merge the two sexiest girls in school like how we did with my disguise. Then we need to give her the perfect personality.”
“Define perfect.” Dave had high hopes but unless he knew what he actually wanted then it would be a messy process.
“Well she’d love me unconditionally. Be loyal. Oh ready for sex whenever I ask is a must.” That didn’t surprise me with Dave.
“So you want someone who loves you and only you, and is also always lusting for you?”
“Yes. That’s the perfect girl! Oh but she needs to be…” Dave began listing off trait after trait. Many of them contradicted each other.
“Just write me a list.” I couldn’t remember all of this. While Dave did that I also began thinking about my dream woman. What would I call the perfect girlfriend? I didn’t have anyone I particularly liked at the moment to base it on. What kind of girl should I aim to create?
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<<set $DaRem = "beauty">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Dave had the right idea but my focus wasn’t solely on sex. I could create the most beautiful woman ever. She’d be a woman that would give guys a hard-on at first sight, and have women glaring at her with jealously. Plus she’d belong to me and only me. I could create her by taking traits I liked from different women and putting them all together into a single body. It would be like that old game that teenage boys play where they name celebrities and pick out the one with the best legs, butt, boobs, etc. I couldn’t get the idea out of my head and neither could Dave. We both spent the entire school day thinking about it much to the annoyance of anyone seeking our attention. When school finally ended Dave and I rushed out of the gate, ignoring our usual bus and grabbing one that went into the city instead. Before we could do start building our perfect woman we needed to find a blank canvas.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to focus on her looks. Time to get started.<<endif>>
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<<set $DaRem = "brains">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Dave had the right idea but the wrong focus. I could create the most beautiful woman ever but I valued inner beauty as opposed to Dave’s outer beauty. She’d be a woman whose intelligence would put Steven Hawking to shame. I’d give the knowledge of everyone on earth, trimming anyway all the useless stuff to create someone with untold potential. Plus she’d belong to me and only me. I couldn’t get the idea out of my head and neither could Dave. We both spent the entire school day thinking about it much to the annoyance of anyone seeking our attention. I’d start by mixing a few random people to test it out then start targeting the brightest I could find. When school finally ended Dave and I rushed out of the gate, ignoring our usual bus and grabbing one that went into the city instead. Before we could do start building our perfect woman we needed to find a blank canvas.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to focus on her mind. Time to get started.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>The first port of call was obliviously the hospital. We arrived after school during visiting hours and slipped past reception. There were enough visitors to make blending in easy. We found a ward filled with elderly people who weren’t doing so great.
“Aged 91 and suffering from lung disease.” Dave read the patient info for one of elders in the ward. They had shared rooms but both occupants were sleeping. “Seems like a good target.” Dave was rather carefree but I’d noticed many other problems. First was the fact they were hooked up to heart monitor. It would be impossible to move them without alerting the staff. Looking past that there was just no way we could pull this off without questions being asked.
“We need a new plan.” A hospital just didn’t suit our needs. Everything was too well monitored and documented.
“Yeah I guess. Hey as a joke we should cure everyone in this hospital. That would cause quite a stir right?” Dave’s definition of a ‘joke’ was very different from mine.
“We’d start a riot. People would claim an angel had visited the hospital or similar non-sense.” Dave's short attention span meant he'd forgotten about why we had come here.
“Exactly! I’d love to see the evening news if we did that.” I gave the idea some more thought. We’d be doing a lot of good, even if we were intentionally causing chaos at the same time.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You go to a hospital to find a blank slate to use. Dave gets distracted and suggests healing people instead solely to start a shit storm.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Alright you’ve convinced me.” I targeted the man in the bed with the app and opened up the modify screen. I quickly threw his lung disease out the window along with any other illness I noticed. I didn’t want him to immediately fall victim to the illness I’d just curd him from, so I also rolled back his internal organs by a decade to make them healthier.
“And now for his roommate.” I changed target and selected his roommate. “Hmm dementia, well not anymore.” I cured that and got rid of the pancreas cancer that had put him in the hospital. They’d probably both recover now so I moved onto the next room. We moved from ward to ward curing as many people as visiting hours would allow. Some people we had to skip as it was impossible to cure them without being noticed. We were here to cause chaos, so as one can imagine didn’t want it being traced back to us.
“Excuse me visiting hours are over,” a nurse informed us when it was time to go. I quickly put my phone away and apologised for overstaying. Dave and I left feeling a strange sense of mischief as we walked out those doors.
“How long before they realise?” We must have cured close to seventy people. Incurable diseases had suddenly vanished and their organs healed from the damage caused by them.
“Will be a while I guess. It’s not like it’ll be immediately obvious that people are cured.” That was what I thought but I was wrong. Dave and I had gone our separate ways after leaving the hospital. He’d forgotten about his quest to build the perfect girlfriend and instead was invested in this.
I didn’t expect to see anything happen immediately. I’d imagine it wouldn’t be until at least tomorrow that people noticed. As I sat down at the dinner table with my family I received a surprised. The TV had been left on in the living room with the local news starting and I overheard the top story.
“Miracle or hoax? Did an angel really visit Redrock City Hospital? We’ll bring you the full story later this program.” My family didn’t give much attention to the story but I nearly choked on my food. I acted as I normally did as I listened to the news story. The news reporter was being denied full access to investigate but it was clear they’d been tipped off by hospital staff who’d noticed my work. Rumours of numerous people being cured of their illnesses had gotten out. Some people who had been on their deathbed were also now protesting to be allowed to leave. They were denied this of course as the hospital wanted to determine what, if anything, had cured them of their illnesses. We if it was hitting the news already then we had succeeded in causing chaos. Dave began messaging me but I told him to stop and only talk in person. With government monitoring the way it was these days we couldn’t be sure. I could imagine some government computer program monitoring all communications for keywords regarding what had happened. At half-seven I left home again to meet up with Dave in a park between our homes.
“Did you see the news?” Dave opened by asking a question we both knew the answer to.
“No. What happened?” I gave the wrong answer to annoy him.
“But you said you saw it!”
“Then why did you ask?” He was an idiot. “Well we succeeded in causing a stir. Now what?” I wanted to see what his stage 2 was.
“We continue. There’s another hospital that…”
“Won’t work.” I immediately cut him off. “People are going to be on the lookout for suspicious characters at hospitals after what we just did.”
“Yeah that’s true. Man we could heal so many people and change so many lives, but because people are nosy we can’t.” That was a level of understanding I didn’t expect Dave to possess.
“That’s human nature. Anyway with all eyes on the hospitals I think we should cause trouble somewhere else.” Dave looked excited by the statement.
“Where? What’s the plan Joe?”
“Well humans aren’t the only ones who need healing."<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You go with the idea and start healing people. As expect you are soon on the news although nobody knows what caused it. Dave is pleased with the results.<<endif>>
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[[That Night|DaveRem3]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Messing with life and death has too many ethical questions,” I told Dave.
“And what we are already doing doesn’t?” When did he become a smart ass?
“Forget it; let’s go find a better Guinea pig.” I was about to leave but my choice of words had given Dave a rare eureka moment.
“That’s it! A Guinea pig. We’ve been thinking about people but if say a squirrel in the park went missing who would know?” I hadn’t tested if the app could target animals. It was a worth trying so we left the hospital and targeted the first animal we saw.
“Holy shit it works.” The dog appeared on the app’s screen like normal. Anything I could do to a human I could do to it.
“Let’s go find a squirrel.” Dave and I didn’t have to go far. The hospital was near a park with a lot of high trees. Useful for walks, also useful for finding squirrels which I’d seen here before. We walked around and picked out a nice bench. Next we just waited until we spotted one.
“There!” Dave pointed upwards to near the top of a thin tree. I scanned it with my eyes and sure enough there was a little grey critter moving around up there.
“I order you to come over here and sit on my knee!” I’d targeted it with the poser. I had no idea if the poser worked on animals. I got my answer quickly when the squirrel ran down the tree and across the patch to grass to reach us. It obediently sat on my knee.
“Holy shit!” Dave tried to pick it up but it bit him. “Nasty fella.” He commented rubbing his hand. It tried to run away but I told it to come back and stay still.
“Next we need a woman.” Really any would do but we decided to grab two women and give their fused image to the squirrel. As we hoped the furry creature turned into <<click "an adult woman">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/DaveRem3.png]]<</replace>><</click>> although her body language was very wrong, the mind being that of a squirrel after all. Dave watched her as I went and copied the memories and personality of one of the women from before then transferred it across to our not so furry friend. It didn’t work although there were results that showed promise.
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“I’ll try this.” I completely erased all personality traits and all memories from her. Then I gave her the copied personality and memories. This time she responded as a human should.
“Where am I?” She began looking around. “Who are you two?” She was backing away.
“You will believe us to be your friends.” I quickly hit her with the poser. “You were just telling us about yourself and what you did today. You will now continue this.”
“Oh right, I was just visiting the bank then taking a stroll through the park. I’m Janet by the way.” So far so good. We had never interacted with the woman we had copied but this seemed to be working. That was until she noticed her body wasn’t quite as she remembered it.
“When did I wear this? Why do I have nail polish?” She was now searching her pockets for mirror.
“Don’t worry about it.” I ordered. Immediately she dropped the issue. “Just stay still and try not to think about anything.” She stood still and her eyes went vacant.
“Oh let me have a go!” Dave wanted to use the poser.
“Can I trust you not to issue an idiotic command that will cause me trouble?” I responded.
“Um…” He had to think about it. That usually meant his idea had indeed been a stupid one. Right now I had someone in front of me I could do anything with. Time to resume my previous plan.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide against messing with death. You return to your previous mission. You turn a squirrel into a woman and use her as a test subject.<<endif>>
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<<if $DaRem is "beauty">>[[Next|Dave4d1]]<<endif>><<if $DaRem is "brains">>[[Next|Dave4d2]]<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>We watched the head vet lock the front door to the veterinary clinic and get into his expensive car. I quickly copied his image and once he was gone applied it to myself. I’d changed my clothing to match his which meant anything in his pockets also got copied. I reached in and pulled out the keys to get inside. Dave stayed outside on watch just in case the real head vet had forgotten something. Using the keys I left myself into the building and headed to where sick animals were housed overnight.
“Oh welcome back Mr Himmer.” I was surprised to find someone still here. It was a young woman who looked in her early twenties. I probably should have borrowed Mr Himmer’s memories but I guessed this woman watched the animals at night. Probably was here on university placement or something.
“I forgot something, could you…” I gave up lying almost immediately. I just targeted her with the app and told her to forget I had ever come back in. Next I began targeting all the animals being kept overnight. There weren’t that many so it was easy and quick. Most of them were recovering from surgery, but a few were seriously ill and being monitored to determine if they should be put down or not. I ensured that by morning they’d be as healthy as could be. I even went as far as to roll back the clock on their bodies in some cases to give them a few extra months or years with their owners. When I left there wasn’t a sick animal left in the building.
“Will people care as much about animals?” Dave asked after I’d returned to normal.
“After what happened at the hospital, people are going to be craving new developments.” By itself what I had just done wasn’t a big story. Couple with the events at the hospital though and it was a different matter.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>To continue you sneak into a vet and heal all the animals.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|DaveRem4]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I watched the news and saw our work at the veterinary clinic had been reported rather quickly. Already there were priests and clerics proclaiming the work of the divine. I’d been watching the internet and it was a joy to see so many people calling it a hoax. Watching two opposing sides clash on forums was pure enjoyment. I was beginning to appreciate that ugly side of society that would abuse the moral high ground to start unnecessary confrontations.
“Well I better get ready for school.” I got up from the sofa having finished my plate of toast and headed back to my room. Dave was keeping communication on the low like I suggested. I quickly took another look at the online shit storm then headed to school with a smile.
Upon arriving Dave and I quickly met up and went somewhere isolated to talk.
“Oh man this is brilliant. What will we do next?” Dave was excited and so was I.
“We need something big, like really big. This morning the app updated with this new feature that we could use to change the world. It means we can cause as much chaos as we want and we’ll always have a fall back to fix everything.” Mass Memory Alteration was the name of the final feature. I could alter the memories of everyone on earth at once, and the world itself would be changed to reflect those memories. It was an insanely powerful function but I’d hold off using it for now because it felt like a cheat function.
“Oh I’ve got a big idea,” Dave began. “We should get a lot of people grouped up in a large then it them all with the app and do something crazy to them.”
“How crazy?” I was intrigued. Dave paused to think.
“We give them all something special and unique.” I liked where this was heading. “Maybe a marking or… I got it! We turn them all into angels!”
“Explain.” Sometimes brilliant ideas came from idiotic people.
“We give them all golden hair, and restore their youth and even give them wings!”
“Wings are stupid, but I like the two other things.” That’ll really cause a stir. I knew how to make it even better. Having a failsafe made me a lot more confident. We began spreading rumours around the school and across the internet about a special event occurring tomorrow in the centre park. We promised a miracle and then we kept an eye on things to see how it would all turn out. With so much focus on what we had already done, the promise that something would happen tomorrow really caused a stir. A lot of people who were refusing to believe in what we had already done would show up just to see other people there. This was going to be big.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>News continues to spread and people continue begging the sky for answers.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>11am on a Saturday. Plenty of people were free and it was past rush hour. The park was far busier than normal as people in their masses trampled over the grass to find somewhere comfy to watch.
“A lot of older folks here.” Dave and I had a good vantage point. There were plenty of high rise buildings near the park, one of which was a museum open to the public. We had headed up to the highest floor we were allowed to access to get a view of almost everyone in the park. This was the result of our rumours. We promised everyone on the grass would witness a miracle and that message had reached a lot of people.
“Time to get started.” We promised the ‘miracle’ would occur at 11:11am. With 11 minutes to go people were getting agitated. The app multi-target function the app updated with on Thursday proved useful in selecting everyone present. Sadly those hidden behind trees would be missing out on our miracle. Hopefully they wouldn’t take it too personally. When the appointed time arrived I had everything set up. I gave Dave the honours of hitting the apply button at a wave of gold washed over the crowd. Everyone targeted had their hair turn to beautiful golden colour. Their bodies were also changed as they recessed into healthy twenty-year old versions of themselves. Cameras began flashing as those waiting for the miracle to occur took their pictures.
“Wow holy shit look at that!” I pretended what had just happened was surprising and pretended to take pictures myself. As a precaution I’d use the poser on the museum manager already to ensure no cameras were recording the area Dave and I were standing.
“Oh that looks a bit violent!” Dave was right, someone was starting trouble. The man in question seemed to be unhappy with his golden hair and new youth.
“Maybe they need to be enlightened.” I hit the crowd with the personality modifier, giving them all a clear and open minded personality. I calmed any bad temperament then let the crowd disperse. Dave was watching the web as I handled all of that and began laughing at the internet blew up with reports of what had just happened.
“Oh boy this is fantastic.” I looked at his browser and cracked a smile at it. Selfies in their hundreds were flooding the hashtag as people posted pictures of their rejuvenated bodies. Most people had lost at least some years, but a few had been young enough to gain years instead. I told the app to give everyone twenty year old bodies, but there was no way to exclude the younger people targeted. Whether this was a bad thing or not was personal opinion.
“Oh we’re breaking news!” Dave exclaimed as new stories began appearing. “Or not…” One of the news stories suddenly vanished less than a minute of being live.
“Looks like ‘The Man’ is trying to silence things.” Trying being the key word. They couldn’t control this. We both suddenly lost our internet connections, and from the looks of things it wasn’t just us. People were holding their phones high to get signal which obviously wasn’t helping.
“Looks like they’ve hit the kill switch.” We got comfy and continued to watch. No reason to appear suspicious by trying to flee the area. Plus we wanted to see the chaos unfold.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You and Dave plot then transform a lot of people at once for maximum chaos.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|DaveRem6]]
It was an ordinary school day; well for me it would have bene had I not skipped. Dave and I continued our shenanigans and the chaos the ensued was amazing. Today I had snuck into an exam hall under the guise of an examiner to answer the prayers of the nervous students praying for good grades.
“Now these exam scores will decide you future,” I told them to make them even more nervous. I was just having some fun since I was actually here to help. “Alright time to start. You have an hour. I’ll be monitoring you for cheating. Begin!” They all put their heads down and began reading through their question papers. Some of them had studied hard, others not so hard; it didn’t matter because in a moment they would all have the same knowledge. I’d borrowed from their teacher everything they needed to know. I targeted them all with the memory alteration function and transferred the relevant information they needed. What I gave them was purely knowledge. They didn’t even realise they were suddenly smarter as they began writing down answers. Needless to say the exam results for this particular class would be far above the national average in this subject. Considering this school typically underperformed people would find this very puzzling.
At the same time, people had gotten used to our bouts of chaos. Mass healing people, causing farmers to wake up to golden animals, causing rivals to suddenly fall in love and whatever else we fancied. People had accepted that these miracles happen which went on to raise one simple question, why not me? At the hospital we hadn’t been able to help a number of people, either because someone got in the way or w ran out of time. This raised questions of why were some people healed and not others. Same at the park. Why were some people there unaffected? A lot of people were adamant our actions were the work of God. Others continued to claim it to be a hoax. People were asking so many questions, and I wasn’t giving them any answers. The chaos that ensued was allowed Dave and I to go to bed every night smiling. Nobody knew what was going on but us, and seeing people come up with wild and often stupid theories was beyond hilarious. Maybe in the future we'd get bored, but for now we'd continue being agents of chaos.
~ End - Agent of Chaos ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I’ll let you have a go later. I’ve already got a plan for what I’ll do with her. I want to create the perfect body. The app gives me a lot of freedom with the physical changes but there are limits. I want to surpass those limits.” I knew now I could fuse animal and people together. The app’s modify feature for example wouldn’t allow me to give someone the strength of a well-bred ox, but perhaps the merge feature would. The ability to select two animals and select which traits to merge together allowed me to take evolution and breeding to a whole new level that science couldn’t even touch.
“You’ve got a weird grin,” Dave noticed my expression.
“Really? Well I’m just eager to get started.” I had my first target right next to me. “Hold still.” I hit Dave and Janet with the merge function. I began to fiddle with their traits, selecting what to keep and what to throw away. Dave wasn’t the best of targets; there was little he could actually offer that Janet didn’t already have. Still I took what was useful then applied the new image to Janet. Her body changed very slightly.
“Hmmm, I need better subjects. No offence Dave.”
“None taken.” We changed location got lucky. A man came jogging past us who was out for an afternoon jog. He was dressed in full running gear so naturally I copied his image then fused it with Janet. Now she was incredibly fit yet her outside appearance hadn’t changed very much. Her looks were still that of a thirty year old woman. That was easy to fix. I targeted her with the modify function and reduced her age.
“We need to find her some better clothing.” Dave was looking at her hungrily.
“Looks to me you’d rather see her without clothing.”
“Yeah that to.” Simplicity and Dave went hand in hand. We changed locale to find somewhere more private. Unfortunately it was hard to find privacy in this part of the city at this time of day. While searching though we spotted a woman whose chest had Dave drooling so we copied it and gave to Janet. I also spotted a pair of thighs that were simply exotic so fused them in as well. We had created such a beautiful woman that a couple of guys starting trying to flirt with her the moment Dave and I left her alone. Luckily we got back before they caused any trouble. A simple command with the poser got rid of them. We led her into a clothing store we had scouted out and had her try out some new clothes. Naturally we weren’t going to pay. When we found the outfit we wanted we copied her with those clothes then had her change back.
“Hey mind if I go inside and take a look at her naked?” Dave whispered across to me as she changed.
“Go ahead.” I was engross with the app. The store assistant wasn’t watching so Dave slipped into the dressing room that was barely large enough for them both.
“Don’t do anything stupid.” I called out.
“Wow Joe come feel her breasts, they’ve amazing.”
“I bet.” I’d check them for myself later, maybe even more.
“Hmm her skin tan isn’t really uniform. Like you can tell up close when she’s naked.” Something else for me to fix later. When Dave was done fooling around we put the clothes back and left. While Dave and I were discussing things in line for some fast food another group of guys tried flirting with Janet.
“You can tell we’ve done a good job when this keeps happening,” I joked. I got rid of them the same way I did before. Annoyingly however another man approached her and began asking her to model for him. He left when Dave and I returned without use of the poser.
“Oh a business card.” Dave picked up the business card the guy had left. “Bastien Professional Modelling and Photography. Fancy.” Dave read the card aloud. “We should start our own photography business!”
“Or we could continue this first.” Dave was so easily distracted. We had our burgers then decided to head home.
“Hey Joe can I take her home with me tonight?” Dave begged.
“What’s your plan to explain her to your parents?”
“New girlfriend.” So simple. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You embark on a quest to create the perfect lover. Naturally Dave wants in and after giving her body a feel he wants to take her home for some private time.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I’ll let you have a go later. I’ve already got a plan for what I’ll do with her. You see the app allows me to transfer new memories on top of old ones. The question I have is just how much I can fit into her head.” I was very curious about the limits of the human brain. They say we are capable of storing much more information than we actually do. There was a limit though, and I wondered what would happen once that limit was reached assuming it could be.
“You’ve got a weird grin,” Dave noticed my expression.
“Really? Well I’m just eager to get started.” I had my first target right next to me. “Hold still.” I hit Dave with the memory function and copied just his knowledge, not that it amounted to much. I then transferred all that goodness across to Janet.
“Dave ask her an obscure question that most people don’t know the answer to.”
“Sure.” Before that I released Janet from my previous order so she could respond. I also gave her a new order to make me obedient towards me.
“I got it. What is the attack stat of the Darkness Hobgoblin monster in Fantasy Bam?” That was a game Dave had tried to get me interested in but it didn’t appeal to me.
“112 base, 137 in darkness,” she replied. That meant nothing to me.
“Wow she’s right.” She had all the knowledge Dave had although most of it was obscure video game related things.
“How did I know that?” She was asking questions. She was going to need a lot of work before she became the person I’d envisioned her becoming. Too much ‘Janet’ was still inside her. I’d need to purge that and replace it.
“Well Dave I think now is a good time to finish up for tonight.”
“Huh? Why.”
“Because there is only so much I can do while in the middle of a park. We can meet up tomorrow at school. Look forward to it.” Dave didn’t seem happy to be missing out but everything that was to follow would be pretty boring to him.
On the way home I used the app numerous times on random people I passed by. I copied their knowledge and some memories then gave them to the squirrel sitting in my pocket. She’d been ordered by the poser to remain still. I’d stripped her of her personality already so her emotional slate was blank as well. Upon arriving home I doubled checked my family was home then headed up to my room. I turned the squirrel back to normal and decided upon a new name to give her.
“How about… Zenn?” Yeah that sounded like a good name for a smart person. I left her in my room as I went and copied the personality I was most fond off, Chloe’s. I easily copied it then transferred it across to Zenn. Before I gave her back her free will I made sure she understood what she was and also that she was happy with it. That took a bit of modifying her personality combined with some poser commands. When that was all done I told her to act freely.
“Hello Zenn.” I greeted.
“Hello Joe.” Funnily enough I’d never told her my name. She must have known it because of Dave’s knowledge.
“How are you feeling?”
“My head is fuzzy. There are things that I think about but have conflicting information. I have to try and acquire the truth using my common sense.” That would be a problem with the way I was giving her knowledge. If one person knew a fact incorrectly it would clash with those who knew the truth. Hopefully the truth would prevail in those cases.
“Hmm…” So it was close to successful. I let her rearrange things in her head then gave her a quiz. I used a general knowledge quiz I found online she she did really well. She had the all the knowledge of Janet, Dave, a bunch of random people and everyone in my family. She scored far above the average but she was far from perfect. All the people I’d targeted so far hadn’t been anything special. What I needed to do was get knowledge from people who were already considered very smart. The obvious targets were all my school teachers. They all specialised in a certain subject area so combined their knowledge would cover a very broad range. The problem was I couldn’t just copy, copy, copy. I had transfer across their knowledge to Zenn each time before going for the next target. Fortunately I knew just how to get her into school without anyone batting an eye. Dave should still be awake so I lifted up my phone and told him my plan. It was simple. I replace Dave with Zenn. That way she’ll be in school so I can easy transfer knowledge across to her, and Dave will get a day off out of it. In exchange for helping me though I had to promise to let him have some fun with the app. While I didn’t trust him entirely to not do something stupid, I did owe it to him for helping me out thus far.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You continue your goal of enhancing her mind. You begin to build her knowledge using that of other people.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|Dave4d2b]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I snuck Zenn out of the house as a squirrel again. She fitted nicely in my bag and stayed there until I met up with Dave outside of school. It was brief encounter, and when we were done Dave was off to enjoy a day off school while Zenn walked around with his body pretending to be him. She knew how to pretend to be him. I could have just given her his personality, but that personality would be a bad mix with her current mind. Rather than wait until class, and risk having my phone taken for misuse, I waited by the teachers’ car park for those arriving a little later than they should be. Chemistry, geography and computer science teachers all had their knowledge copied to Zenn before I headed back inside to avoid being late myself. Through the day I tracked down at least one teacher from each subject as well as the principal and vice principal. The knowledge Zenn gained as a result was truly magnificent. Any question from any subject on the school curriculum she could answer.
“Do you feel full or maybe like there is a limit?”
“No. I’ve gotten used to adapting to new information. It gets easier each time.” That would speed things up. “I do have a question. What is your goal? As I grow smarter I begin to question why.”
“I’m making you smarter so I can grow smarter myself.”
“You plan to steal my knowledge after I have made it safe to do so?”
“No. While that is a good idea, I’m testing how much knowledge the mind can handle. I’ve given you everything my teachers know, so the next move would be to go a step above. I should target university professors.”
“If I may interject, I believe there to be another problem to address first.”
“What’s that?” Zenn was smarter now so maybe she had a better idea.
“I feel like the more you give me, the quicker I forget it. The human brain is built in a way that intentionally makes it easy to forget things. I suggest we use the app to correct this problem.” She was using her knowledge to improve her knowledge.
“Tell me what we need to do.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You give her the knowledge of all your teachers. She begins suggesting ways to improve her mind.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Sure whatever.” I’d let him have some fun. Not that it did anything to hinder me. I just needed to find a new rodent to turn into Janet.
“You’re the best. Oh can I use the poser on her for a bit to give her some commands?” We’d already told her to do whatever we said. I passed my phone to him anyway. I doubt anything intelligent could come of it and I was right. Dave’s orders were unnecessary and confusing for the most part. With that he decided it was time for us to split up and head home. Dave took Janet with him and I took a detour. I used the poser on a pigeon I saw on the street and found an out of sight location to turn it into another Janet.
“Feels weird having two Janet’s running about. You can be Beauty instead.” That was a suiting name for her. We quickly hopped onto a bus and headed home.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You agree to let Dave have some fun. You find another squirrel to replace the one he's borrowing.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Dave4d1c]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Sorry but I want to continue perfecting her. You already pointed out a few things that need changed. Tomorrow though I promise you can have a full evening with her.” Dave was entirely pleased with that response. He tried to persuade me further but my mind was made up.
In truth I was hesitant to even hold up my end of the deal and give him time with her tomorrow. It was also a risk letting Dave do anything when I wasn’t around. Maybe I’d give him a few secret poser commands to ensure he didn’t cause any major calamities. With that I decided it was time for us to split up and head home. Dave grabbed the first bus to arrive due to him having the luxury of living in a better area for public transport. I waited and while I did I noticed I’d come to dislike the name Janet.
“Just doesn’t suit you anymore. You can be Beauty instead.” That was a more suiting name for her now. We hopped onto the bus and headed home.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You don't let him. You appease him by promising him time tomorrow with her.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Dave4d1c]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>Getting Beauty into my bedroom was easy. Out of all the apps functions the poser was the only one that actually had daily usage. If anything it showed how much the curiosity of other people was hindrance to my own goals but I digress. I stripped Beauty naked and saw what Dave had already seen. There were definitely lines where her skin colour changed very slightly. Normally they were hidden by clothing but like this it was really visible.
“Time to even things out.” I corrected it, giving her whole body the same nice colour. After that I noticed a blemish so that had to go. Some out of place hairs also needed to be remove and an unwelcome birthmark as well. As I inspected her body I found defect after defect. Sure it could be argue that these small defects were what make people themselves, but I didn’t care about that. My goal was the perfect body and these imperfections had no place on it.
“Smooth as a baby’s behind.” I rubbed her skin appreciating the smoothness. “Although I’ve never felt a baby’s behind. I wonder if I could copy it and apply that smoothness across the whole body?” I don’t think the app could do that, not at the moment anyway. My hands continued to feel her body, arriving at her breasts and groping just like Dave had done.
“Wow these feel amazing.” I could do this all day, but as enjoyable as it was to fondle them my manhood was also seeking attention. My quest for perfection would have to take a backseat because now it was time for some fun.
“Beauty, show me your bedroom technique.” I asked and was no disappointed. Despite us messing around inside her head she still had all of Janet’s memories. Luckily for me those memories contained many nights in the bedroom pleasing partners. She pulled down my pants and got to work showing me the expertise learned from those many lust filled nights. She started off using her hand and mouth to give me <<click "one hell of a blow job.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/DaveRem1.png]]<</replace>><</click>> It felt amazing when the time came for me to cum she put her mouth of my shaft and took it all inside her. When she opened her mouth again there was nothing left. Now I was really curious about that woman’s past. She knew how to make me feel amazing and we were only just warming up.
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Following the warm up was the main show. She put on a display that got my dick rock hard again then slid over on top of me. She must have been used to dealing with inexperienced partners because she gave me advice and instructions on how to act. It was great advice and I stuck it, resisting the urge to get greedy and go in for the kill early. She pressed her pussy against the length of my shaft and slid across, teasing me as she stopped just short of me being able to slip inside.
“Are you ready?” She asked.
“Of course.” I was more than ready.
“Well let’s see what you got.” She moved forward then lifted her hips a little, placing her puss over the tip of my dick then welcoming it inside. After all that waiting and teasing it felt amazing to finally be able to penetrate her. We rocked our hips together and found a rhythm that was the most pleasurable. We sped things up and she encouraged me to get a little rough. I obliged as she treated my ears to the sounds of her sweet moans.
“I’m gonna cum!” I called out.
“Cum for me!” She ordered and I obliged; no poser needed. My second climax felt better than the first, and it was in the aftermath of our sweet sex that a new thought occurred to me. What would happen if I combined the sexual knowledge and technique of the world’s best lovers together? Okay I had no idea who the world’s best lovers were, but in this city I could certainly have a go at finding some very experience women to copy the expertise off. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You get your new lover into the bedroom. There you quickly get to work having your way with her. It feel amazing, but with the app you know it could be so much more amazing.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|Dave4d1d]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>She was the kind of girl who could get a man hard just by looking at him. Her eyes had a look that craved me, her body moved in the most seductive way possible and her voice harmonized with my sex drive. She was my perfect girlfriend. Jealous eyes were always being directed towards me when I was out with her. Sometimes other guys, an on one occasion a woman, tried to steal her from me. She was completely loyal to me so their attempts never worked regardless of how persistent they were. One asshole even had the nerve to say I don’t deserve her. A humble guy might agree, but I’d created Beauty so if anyone deserved her it was me.
Sometimes I stopped to wonder what would happen to humanity if everyone had this power. Would all men use it to turn forest rodents into their perfect partner? If so what would happen to the rest of woman-kind? If other people knew the truth about my perfect girlfriend they’d look at me with jealous disgust. They didn’t though, and that meant there was no-one to stop me and Beauty living out our erotic lives together. Even as we aged she’d resist the test of time thanks to some unique genes I’d picked out for her. That was far in the future though, tonight I only cared about what would happen in the bedroom.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you now have the perfect woman in your life. She is beautiful beyond comparison, completely loyal and always willing to spend some time with you in the bedroom.<<endif>>
~ End - Perfect Beauty ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I woke up and for a moment forgot I was in Mei’s body.
“How did this happen?” I had to remind myself about why Mei and I were stubbornly refusing to swap back. How long did she plan to continue this? Surely she’d see that she has more at stake than what I do and crack. I’d turned down Kyoko so that won’t be a cause for stubbornness anymore. I’m sure that once I arrived at school she’d quickly ask for us to switch back.
“Oh the app’s updated.” I noticed the icon on my phone.
‘Ever looked at two strangers and wondered what their children would look like? Wonder no more! With the new Bio-Merge expansion to the copy feature you can now select two people and create an image constructed from them both! Also in this update is the new Personality feature. Have you created the perfect image but are having problems with what’s on the inside? Now with the Personality feature you can fix that!’
The Bio-Marge thing seemed like a gimmick, but that personality modifier could be interesting. I thought about how I could use it to annoy Mei, then again that would be cheating. I wanted her to apologise to me without using the app to force her to do so. Well I doubted I’d have much longer to wait.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up to find the app has updated. they are useful but you want Mei to apologise without you forcing her to.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“You ready to apologise yet?” Mei asked me. That’s right, she was asking me to apologise.
“Apologise? Me? What for?” I gave a firm answer. “I’m not apologising!” I starred her down and she met my gaze with an equally powerful one.
“Fine. I guess we’ll just stay like this for the rest of the day!” She wasn’t backing down so neither would I.
“Rest of the day? We’ll stay like this forever if that’s what you want.” If she believed that I was willing to take things that far then maybe she’ll see sense.
“Hey team what’s up?” Dave noticed our fierce stand off and butted in. This idiot still hadn’t picked up on the fact two of his closest friends had swapped bodies. Maybe I should have some fun with him.
“Dave how would you like to go on a date with me?” Both his reaction and Mei’s was a joy to watch.
“What about Kyoko?” Mei interrupted.
“Oh that didn’t work out.” Speaking of her I should probably try to track her down today. Then again she shows up at lunch everyday anyway so I didn’t really need to bother with the extra effort.
“Oh that’s a shame.” Mei and Dave gave the same response with two very different tones.
“Yup. That’s all finished with. Now all that is left is for someone to apologise.”
“Yeah you,” Mei remarked.
“I don’t get it…” Dave was baffled by the conversation. I took out my phone and sent Mei a message reading ‘How long before this idiot figures it out?’ When she received it I saw her crack a smile then reply. Moments after she put her phone away I saw a new alert on mine. ‘He hasn’t even noticed that we are using each other’s phones’. That was very true. It wasn’t like Mei and I used the same brand either. The fact hers had a white case and mine didn’t was the biggest giveaway that Dave had failed to pick up on. We couldn’t spend all morning insulting each other. This was school and we had class. Unfortunately there would be no gym class today, and even worse was that Mei and I shared very few classes. My first class today was in a room I’d never used being taught by a teacher I’d never spoken with. At least it was a shared subject so I wasn’t completely lost, although apparently Mei’s class was a few lessons ahead of ours. Wait did that mean I was in the slower class? I tried not to let it bother me.
The day felt shorter than usual, partly due to the shake up and partly due to the other shake up. At lunch I re-joined Mei, Yumi and Dave at the lunch table where I quickly noticed the absence of our fifth member.
“Anyone see Kyoko?” I had to ask but nobody responded with anything more than a shrug. I hope she wasn’t skipping school just because last night’s date hadn’t worked out the way she hoped. Lunch went by without Kyoko making an appearance… or Dave noticing that Mei and I had swapped lunches and bags.
“All my friends are morons,” Yumi groaned as she watched the scene unfold.
The end of school rolled around a few hours after and there was still no apology from Mei.
“Mei could it be you like being in my body?” I asked her. She must have reason for continuing this.
“Absolutely not! I want my bod… I mean… It’s a burden I am willing to bare until you see sense.” It definitely seemed she wasn’t happy being me. We’ll let the games continue then I guess.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The game of chicken continues. Mei refuses to apologise but clearly wishes you'd hurry up and do it for her.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Welcome home.” Chloe welcomed me back. “Any luck undoing the curse?”
“No. Sorry.”
“Oh that’s a shame. You know in this movie they were able to swap back once they understood each other. Perhaps there is something you two should be saying to each other but aren’t?” Wow that movie was pretty accurate. If Mei just said sorry then this whole thing would be over.
“Maybe, but if that’s the case then whatever it is Mei isn’t saying it.” Not much I can do about that. “I’m heading up to my room.” I was now responsible for Mei’s homework. If I didn’t do it then I’d land myself in detention, but due to how the school handles detentions her parents would be informed about it. I didn’t want to piss them off or they might try to force this whole situation to an unwelcome resolution.
“What a pain.” Homework was never easy. Homework for a subject I’d never studied was downright impossible. I had to constantly search terms online and even with online tools aiding me I struggled get it done before dinner. Once everything was done I had some time to sit down and think. This body swap with Mei was becoming a nuisance. The biggest annoyance was that I’d been given the power to change my body however I liked it, but since was Mei’s body I couldn’t.
“There’s a thought.” I could alter it anyway. In fact I could go a step further and sabotage it, then give it back to Mei and laugh as she discovers the changes. That would involve me apologising to her though first.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You are getting bored of this game. You wonder if it would be better to apologise and give back Mei a faulty body. That would involve throwing in the towel though.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[I refuse to apologise under any circumstance|MeiH4]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>While apologising would cost some pride, it would be nothing compared to what would happen to Mei afterwards. I spun in my chair an idea came to me. Some would argue that fart humour was childish and immature, but I’d disagree. Letting one rip in the class was possibly one of the most embarrassing things that could happen. Well unless you were a class clown doing it intentionally, but Mei certainly wasn’t one.
“I’m heading out,” I called as I left the house. My destination the supermarket where I’d be buying an interesting mix of consumables that I planned to eat tomorrow before making my apology.
First I bought a small double chocolate cake. I glanced at the sugar content and smirked at the huge number. Obviously this wasn’t intended to be eaten by a single person in one sitting but that was what I planned on doing. Not only was it incredibly unhealthy, I’d be borrowing one of my dad’s ‘quirks’ before I did so. My dad had a problem with his gut that caused chocolate, chocolate cake especially, to give him very bad gas. You never want to be caught in an elevator with him when it happens. There were several funny stories regarding him gassing out rooms but those are for another time. Next item on the list was some over the counter laxatives. Naturally I’d be using the self-checkout for attempting to buy laxatives and a chocolate cake together would earn me a dangerous glare from the checkout assistant.
That night I used the Bio-Merge to merge my current body, i.e. Mei’s body, with my dad’s. Well only very slightly. The Bio-Merge kindly let me select how much of my dad I wanted my new body to have. I took only that one trait from him so the result was an unnoticeable change. Well until chocolate got into the system anyway. With that everything was ready. I had the cake and laxatives in my bag ready for consumption tomorrow.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>While it pains you to apologise, you plan to make it well worth it. You acquired some laxtives and chocolate cake. You also make it so eating chocolate will give this body horrible gas.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|MeiHA5]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>Nah forget it. I needed a way to force Mei into apologising to me. That would be a much sweeter victory than intentionally giving her back a faulty body. First I had to find out if she actually enjoyed being me. To do that I’d need to take a peek at her life. I knew where she lived and I had time so I headed out and got on a bus to Mei’s home.
I kept out of sight as I scouted the neighbourhood. I knew her address so it was only a matter of finding the house that matched her address. That didn’t take long and I could see in the front room someone watching TV. I couldn’t just walk past now or I’d be spotted. I looked for a better approach and found an alley that ran down past her backyard. It was the opening I needed as they had a rear gate that was easy to shimmy open. Almost immediately I was pounced on by an excited Highland Terrier. Well pounced maybe not being the right word. Naturally the dog believed me to be Mei thus had no quarrels with my intrusion into the back yard. A bit of petting satisfied his curiosity and he left me alone to sneak into the house. I had my phone at the ready in case I needed to deliver a quick order with the poser. Luckily nobody saw me and I snuck up to Mei’s room to listen in.
“You tell him!” I heard her shout. She was speaking with someone but I couldn’t hear the other voice. “I refuse. He’ll crack soon enough… Yes I know he’s an idiot!” Perhaps she was on the phone. One easy way to find out, call her. I tried calling but as expected the line was busy. I continued listening and determined she was talking about me, which by extension must have meant she was speaking with Yumi since only Yumi knew.
“Can’t you persuade him please?” She was practically begging Yumi to intervene and make me apologise. So that was it, she wanted to change back but was waiting for me to crack. With this information the ball was now firmly in my court. I slipped back out the way I had come already forging my plan for tomorrow. This would be fun.
I arrived home and took a look at myself in the mirror. If I was going to make Mei crack I had to force it. A sudden change in appearance would be the most effective since she cared a lot about appearances. She liked to keep herself in the middle ground so to break her I needed to move to the extremes. Either I put too much effort into looking sexy and came in dressed like a slut, or I put negative effort in and dress like an absolute slob. Both would force an amusing reaction from her.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You discover Mei wants to swap back and is practically begging Yumi to interfere. Seeing an oppertunity you decide to annoy her by either dressing like a slut or like a slob at school tomorrow<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Dress like a slut|MeiHX1]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Dress like a slob|MeiHZ1]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>The school usually frowned upon such actions but with the Reborn app I didn’t have fear getting in trouble. First I shorted the skirt which would by itself annoy her. Next up I used the brand new Bio-Marge feature to merge Mei’s blouse with tracing paper. It was tricky but by doing so I thinned the material making my skin and bra much more visible underneath. What else did the slutty girls at school do to stand out? Make-up was out as I didn’t have access to it, and modifying my body would be cheating. I didn’t have any erotic underwear so the only other thing I could do was change how I acted. I practice putting some extra sway in my steps to gain my ass some attention. I could already picture her reaction tomorrow. She’d be so embarrassed that she would have no choice to apologise to stop me ruining her reputation.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You modify your uniform and practice walking more slut like.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|MeiHX2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>Mei always showered every morning. If she got a mark on her uniform it was cleaned by the next day. Her hair was never untidy and she always had an aroma of body spray to cover up any natural smell. She’d voiced her dislike towards smelly people in the past so I was certain that looking like a slob would really get to her. I looked at her uniform and began forming a plan. First, I spilled some juice over her blouse. Next I tossed away her socks and dug deep into my drawer for some of my own. I fished out a pair of red socks and another pair with black and blue stripes. Perfect. She got irritated at me once for wearing a black sock with dark navy one, she’d flip when she saw me wearing these together. Everything else was either minor details or something I’d need to wait till morning. I made a note for tomorrow morning to have messy hair, crooked tie and uneven buttons. I’d walk her shoes through the mud as the icing on the cake. When the time came for me to head to bed my thoughts were filled with predictions to how Mei would react when she saw me.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You go with the slob option and begin preperations.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|MeiHZ2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>Her eye twitched as she made an irritated expression.
“Oh wow Joe you are looking nice today,” she spoke with dishonesty. We were stood in the student lobby with plenty of people within earshot of that comment.
“Really? I didn’t do anything,” I replied.
“Yeah… I can tell.” She was struggling to cope with how I looked. Messy hair, dirty uniform and the odd socks. I could tell from her constant downward gazes that the odd socks were really getting to her.
“Did you look in a mirror this morning?” She asked.
“No. Is there something on my face?” Other than the dried jam I intentionally put there of course. I rubbed it off using my sleeve transferring the sticky mess to there instead. “Oh thanks.”
“You’re welcome…” All she could think about was how messy I looked. She stood there with an expression that was mixture between irritated and pained. “Why are your socks different?”
“Well I didn’t have very many that fitted you. I had to borrow some of Hana’s and this is what she gave me.”
“Hey guys what’s the a la beat?” Enter Dave with some dumbass expression nobody has ever heard before. “Wow Mei, you looked like you got dragged through a hedge being dragged through a bigger hedge.” That made no sense but with those words Mei finally cracked.
“Joe I’m sorry! I’m so very sorry so please turn us back right now!” She couldn’t handle it. It wasn’t just the fact I was in her body looking like this, it was the mere fact there existed someone in her vicinity who looked like this.
“Turn us back? And why are you calling Mei Joe?” Really Dave? You still don’t get it? Mei grabbed my hand and pulled me away. Dave followed so she quickly turned around and whispered something to him.
“Oh understood mate,” he said in response. “Have fun.” He left us alone. Mei turned her attention back to me.
“Swap us back now. I’m sorry. I was an idiot. You were right.” I got the feeling she wasn’t being sincere, but the fact was she was apologising which was a win for me.
“Okay.” I targeted us both with the body swap and swapped us back. It swap hit us both like a wave. We hadn’t been in our own bodies for a few days so it felt almost odd to be ourselves again.
“Finally, about time you swapped us back!” Mei was inspecting her body. She began fixing all the minor problems like her tie and buttons. She chased down Yumi and borrowed a hair brush and then disappeared into the toilets. When I next saw her she was semi-presentable but still quite a mess. She’d managed to find a clean pair of socks from somewhere to replace the mismatch pair I gave her. Her shoes were also a lot cleaner. It was almost disappointing it was over already. I readjusted to my normal life very quickly.
Lunch came around and once again we were all gathered at the usual table. Oddly there was still no sign of Kyoko. I guess she was taking what had happened on our date a little harder than I thought she was. Well it was up to Mei to patch that up now.
“About time you two idiots swapped back.” Yumi noticed that we were back in our original bodies instantly. “So who caved in?”
“We agreed to a truce,” Mei declared.
“No. You apologised remember?” She was trying to alter the truth now.
“Yeah but you didn’t think I meant it? I just couldn’t stand seeing you dressed like a slob.”
“You admitted defeat. That’s all that matters. I’m the winner.” I wasn’t letting her pretend this was a draw or anything of the sorts.
“Wait… You two swapped bodies?” Then came the sudden outburst from Dave.
“Yes!” Everyone at the table yelled at him. How the hell was he only figuring this out now?
“What? So you’re Joe?” He pointed at Mei.
“No. We already swapped back. Dave did you notice anything odd the past couple of days about Joe and I at all?” He went into thought.
“So Joe won?” Yumi asked to clarify. I immediately said ‘yes’ but Mei said ‘no’. Yumi was smart enough to see the truth. She could tell Mei had been the one to crack.
“How?” Dave continued his previous idiocy.
“How did we swap bodies? I have an app that does it.” I explained to him.
“What? That’s insane! Can we test it?”
“No!” Yumi, Mei and I all spoke at once again. We were done with body swapping for now.
“Aww c’mon that’s not fair. Show me!” Now I was getting tempted to swap him with someone, but it would make too much of a fuss.
“Maybe later.” He continued to pester us though. Even Mei was getting annoyed with him by the end of the day.
“We have to do something about Dave. Other people are noticing his constant pestering.” Mei had approached me during our final class of the day which we shared. Thankfully Dave didn’t.
“I could erase his memory.”
“What? Since when?”
“This morning. It’s a new feature. I can also target lots of people at once. It’s pretty neat…. Oh and yesterday it got the power to alter personalities.”
“Neat? It’s amazing. Why are you just letting this power go to waste?” Waste? I wasn’t really wasting it. I just hadn’t put much thought into what I’d do next with it.
“Well what do you suggest?” She seemed to have an idea of what she wanted to do.
“Well for starters, I’d fix my messy clothes. Then I’d use it to make that kid next door learn some manners. Heck the entire family could do with a little help in becoming respectable members of society. After that I’d make it so the people in city hall were better at their jobs. Heck why stop there? I’ve make the entire government more competent.” Mei really had some grand plans.
“Alright let’s do all that then.” I couldn’t deny that some of her points were valid. This city’s government could do with some improvement.
“What really?” Mei hadn’t been expecting me to say yes. “Yeah you’re right. What’s the point in talking when there is something we could actually do?” She seemed determined now. Our teacher arrived and started class so we couldn’t discuss things any further until after school.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Mei takes one look at you and cracks. She can't handle how you look and apologises just so you can swap back. She then fixes up her attire. Later she suggests using the app to do somethng more meaningful like fix up the goverment.<<endif>>
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[[After School|MeiHZ3]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>The average Joe couldn’t just walk up to the door of city hall and expect to be able to see the mayor without an appointment. Mayor Coullin was very particular about who he let into his office. Fortunately one name of his very inclusive list was his young personal assistance. She had just left city hall to return home which gave me the chance to steal her guise and a handful of memories. As her car disappeared around a corner Mei emerged from the shadows with a new body.
“Ugh this feels so weird,” Mei complained. Mayor Coullin had selected his twenty year old PA for her looks. Her cup size was at least a DD and she made no attempt to hide her cleavage. She also wore high heels which combined with the DD cup size made walking difficult for Mei.
“If you find it hard then imagine what it would be like for me,” I joked. “Anyway time to test this out.” I transferred Mei the memories I’d just copied from the PA.
“Wow that’s weird. I can remember a lot of stuff that I didn’t do… which I’m not proud off.” Did that mean Mei was unhappy with the memories, or was the PA also unhappy with her own actions?
“Shall we go?” Mei would be able to get me inside now.
“Yeah.” I was also not myself. A teenager would arouse suspicion so I had taken the image of a businessman and adopted his guise instead. Now I looked like a professional as I ascended the steps with Mei. She exchanged a few words with the security guard who nodded then let us inside. With the PA’s memories Mei was able to guide us straight to the mayor’s office.
“Mayor Coullin it’s me, I forgot something,” she called out after gentling knocking.
“Sherry? Oh come in, I was just finishing.” Mei opened the door then stepped inside. I quickly followed closing the door swiftly behind me.
“Business hours are finished for today.” The mayor seemed used to have sudden intrusions. He didn’t seem at all surprised that I had just entered without permission.
“You are here to ask questions I’ll require you to fill out the proper forms at the front desk.” Was it a regular occurrence to have journalists enter his room uninvited?
“Mayor this man is here with an ‘off the record’ proposal.” Mei winked as she explained that to him.
“Oh. You should have told me during lunch. So what is this about then?” He looked at me with expecting eyes. “Are you a firm looking for a contract? Tell me what you are wanting.”
“I want you to remain still and not attempt to sound any kind of alarm.” With the poser locked on him he had to obey. “Now, tell me, do you give firms contracts in exchange of personal favours often?”
“Haha of course I do. It was only Tuesday that a representative from GLG Motors gave me one their newest models in exchange for awarding a major vehicle contract to them. Then a month ago I gave some cleaning firm a contract to clean all of the council building provided they also cleaned up house as part of it.” Wow this guy was corrupt as all hell. Even Mei was surprised by the extent of his corruption. She figured him incompetent but this took her by surprise.
“Tell me about the other things you are doing off the record,” I ordered. I soon regretted that order as once he started he just didn’t stop. He was abusing his power to make the police ignore certain illegal establishments. He also had all of the big newspaper companies in his pocket to ensure they didn’t publish anything that might harm his reputation, and had used that power when he stood for re-election last year to smear his rival candidates. By the time he had finished the afore mentioned cleaning company had arrived to tidy the building. Security had briefly interrupted us to ask us to finish up our ‘business’.
“Can you fix this Joe?” Mei asked. She’d realised that this was far worse than we imagined. Was it even possible to scrub a man this corrupt of corruption? No. There was only one option.
“You will resign immediately,” I ordered. The simplest solution was the best one in this case. It would be far easier to get rid of this toupee wearing sack of corruption and bring someone cleaner in.
“I guess that’s the best way.” Mei understood the problem as well. “Hopefully the next guy won’t sexually harass his assistances.” Was that the unpleasant memory Mei mentioned before? Considering what I knew about this guy already I wouldn’t rule out sexual harassment.
“You will forget what just happened here. When we leave you will call a press meeting to announce you are resigning, which you will actually go through with and leave politics afterwards.” I didn’t want to leave him open to doing a U-turn. With that sorted Mei and I left. Well now all we could do wait and watch the results.
“Shall I remove those memories?” I asked Mei. We had found somewhere safe to turn back.
“No… not yet.” She was trying to concentrate on something. “Darnit, there is something in my head that I feel is important but I can’t quite remember. It’s right on the edge of the memories you gave me to get inside.” She looked like she was struggling with it.
“Any idea what is it?” Maybe I could help.
“It was something that was bugging me as we told him to resign. What is it?” She tried to grasp it but couldn’t. To help I transferred the same memories to myself. It was weird, very weird and like with Mei there were memories in there that made me ashamed. There was also an itch as I too tried to remember something important that I couldn’t quite grasp.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You sneak into city hall and approach the mayor. You discover he is a corrupt as corruption goes and order him to resign. You have a bad feeling about this though. Kind of like you are missing something.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[It’s too important to ignore|MeiHZ4]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I walked into school like I owned the place. With a confident smile I entered the student lobby with my top button undone and an extra big of sway in my hips. Unfortunately the time I’d put into looking slutty wasn’t enough to restore the souls of those who had only recently woken up. The other students all had glum expressions as was to be expected before the start of a school day. There was only person I really cared about grabbing the attention of though and I definitely succeeded.
“Joe what the hell are you doing?” Mei looked up and down at my uniform.
“Like it?” Gotta force a reaction.
“You look like one of Cassidy’s ‘friends’. Did you shorten my skirt?” She grabbed the edge and noticed that it had been crudely cut. “Really Joe? Can you not destroy my uniform? God hurry up and apologise so I can fix all this.”
“I’ve done nothing wrong. You apologise.” This wasn’t working out the way I expected.
“Hell no. Maybe I’ll consider it later but I’m not going around school dressed like that. You’re the one trying to give guys the wrong idea, so you can handle the consequences.” What did she mean by consequences?
“Okay I’ll do that then. I’m in absolutely no hurry to change back.” I could have sworn this would work. Why wasn’t she caving in?
“Yeah, we’ll see how long that attitude lasts. Well if anything you’re in for a lesson about what it means to be a girl in this school. Just don’t say ‘yes’.” Mei headed off in the direction of her classroom. What did she mean by don’t say yes? She must be trying to mess with me. I ignored her words and headed for my own class.
During the early classes her words amounted to nothing. Even as lunch approached I had yet to experience anything out of the ordinary. Then came chemistry class where someone I’d never spoken with sat next to me.
“Hey Mei,” <<click "Dom">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Dom.png]]<</replace>><</click>> greeted. “I’m digging the new look. Really suits you.” Was he complementing me?
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“Thanks.” Wait did I just thank him for insulting me? He didn’t seem like he had any ill-intent behind his words.
“The school’s uniform policy is a dead beat. Glad I’ve found someone else who has the guts to rebel.”
“Yeah…” Where was this going?
“Hey we should hang out often. Maybe we have even more in common. You busy at lunch?” Was he flirting? In the middle of chemistry class? “So how about it?”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Mei isn't phased at all. Infact she now refuses to turn back because of how you look. During class a guy named Dom approaches you and asks you to meet him during lunch.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Sure Why Not|MeiHC3]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“As it happens I am. Well not busy busy but busy enough to not spend it with you.” Two could play the ‘did they just insult me?’ game. “I appreciate the offer though.” I moved away and he didn’t follow. Probably still trying to work out if what I said was an insult or not.
After chemistry followed lunch. I took my place at the usual table with Mei, Yumi and Dave. Kyoko was still absent however which was beginning to concern me. I hadn’t seen her since I turned her down during our date.
“Anyone seen Kyoko?” I asked not expecting a positive response.
“Not since Tuesday,” Dave replied and he spoke for everyone. I looked at Mei who didn’t seem to be showing any signs of cracking. This had become a nuisance. Not a problem, just a nuisance.
“So is it just me or is Mr Rumwood getting bald?” There goes Dave making pointless conversation. “The guys only 30 but his hair line is receding fast than…um… something that recedes very fast.” Great job Dave, great job.
“He’s a man, baldness happens,” Mei replied.
“Yeah, that’ll be something for you to look forward to. Male pattern baldness runs in my family.” I lied about that. My dad, uncle and their father all had full heads of hair.
“Oh? Well the women in my family are known to go saggy very young.” Mei hit back at my lie with one her own.
“And these facts are relevant how?” Yumi asked. To an outsider our comments were clearly out of place. Dave however had failed to pick up on this.
“Geez that sucks,” I taunted Mei. “But I guess that’s just genetics, if only there existed some tool in the world to fix that.” I waved my phone at her. She growled showing her annoyance. I fired up the Reborn app and pretended I was using it.
“Oh…” From nowhere Yumi’s hand snatched my phone. “So this is how you were doing it.”
“Hey!” I tried to grab it back but Yumi dodged.
“Careful, I might drop it if you do that,” Yumi threatened. She wouldn’t really? I saw the look in her eyes and felt that she actually might. With the Reborn app already open she began scrolling through the features.
“So is this legit?” She asked. Before waiting for an answer she aimed at Dave. Assuming she was going to take a picture he made what he called a ‘funny’ face.
“Dave pick a colour.”
“Blue,” he replied. Yumi quickly altered something then hit apply. The change was instant. Dave’s normally grey eyes turned a vibrant shade of blue. A moment later they returned to normal as Yumi undid her change. Next she turned the app on Mei and myself.
“So where did you find this she asked?”
“It just appeared...”
“…on my phone one day.” From Dave’s perspective Mei had started a sentence and I had finished it. From my perspective I’d spoke the first half in one body and the second half in another. Yumi had swapped Mei and I back to our original bodies.
“I’m back! Yumi you’re the best.” Mei stuck out her tongue at me.
“It just appeared? You didn’t download it or do a risky click or anything?” Yumi pressed for me answer then spotted something. She targeted me again and then herself. I had no idea what she was doing. Her expression told a vague story as her eyes widen and her breathing momentarily paused. She quickly undid whatever it was she had done.
“What happened?” I asked her.
“I made the mistake of copying your memories. I learnt stuff I really didn’t want to learn, thankfully it was as easy to remove them as it was to take them.”
“Hey don’t go stealing people’s memories.”
“Don’t go stealing people’s bodies,” Mei retorted. Our eyes fiercely connected again.
“Stealing people’s bodies… wait… you two swapped bodies?!?!?” Dave yelled out attracting a lot of attention from our neighbours.
“Who us? No. What gave you that idea?” Mei tried to dismiss the attention. Everyone assumed Dave was goofing around and went back to eating.
“This thing is really amazing… and you did nothing to earn it.” She sounded jealous. “So what do you plan to do with this power?”
“Don’t give it back to him!” Mei hissed. “He can’t be trusted.”
“Yes I can,” I argued.
“Uh huh…” Yumi didn’t sound convinced. “After what I’ve witnessed I’m not sure I can trust either of you.”
“You can trust me,” Dave declared.
“I trust you least of all. Anyway I’m holding onto this for today, I’ll give it back tomorrow.”
“Hey wait!” Tomorrow? Reborn app aside I needed my phone for other things.
“If you can’t tell me where it came from or how it does what it does then I need to investigate it myself. I’ll give it back tomorrow.” And that was that. End of conversation. I could have pressed it but people were beginning to give me weird looks. I saw Dom watching me and his eyes were questioning my mental health. Without the Reborn app my day reverted back to being mundane and uneventful. When I got home I made up some story about the curse being lifted and my family bought it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You turn him down. At lunch Dave finally realises something is up after Yumi swipes your phone and returns you and Mei to normal.<<endif>>
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[[Next day|MeiHX4]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“What do you have in mind?”
“Nothing big. I eat usually eat lunch down by the rear stairs. Why don’t you join us?”
“Us?” I enquired.
“Me, Jason, Cam and anyone else who shows up.” Jason I knew, he was a punk ass smoker. Cam on the other hand I knew was a girl but that was it.
“Sure, I’ll see you there.” We didn’t say much else until lunch time. I’d brought a packed lunch which Hana hadn’t stolen so rather than go the canteen I went and found Dom by the stair.
“Hey Mei,” he greeted. He was eating a sub that he had clearly bought from a shop on the way to school. “The others will be here soon,” he said between bites. He wasn’t lying and less than a minute went by before <<click "Jason">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Jason.png]]<</replace>><</click>> showed up followed by <<click "Cam">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Cam.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.
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“Alright Mei,” Jason greeted like it was normal for me to be here.
“Do you guys eat here every day?” I asked.
“Most days. We get chased off by the teachers sometimes for clogging up the corridor.” That was understandable. Food was only meant to be eaten in the canteen or outside. Dom finished up his sub then chucked the wrapper towards the bin. He lit out a cheer as he hit his mark. This wasn’t nearly as exciting as expected. We were just standing around eating food and making very light conversation. Once I’d finished my food that changed.
“I heard some interesting rumours. There’s a blackout party happening this evening. I don’t know whose running it but I know where they are having it,” Dom began.
“Blackout party?” I enquired.
“It’s a rave. Mainly for college students. They get a bus, black out the windows and drive to the location during the night. Having no idea where you are makes the rave better or some shit. Anyway it’s a warehouse that was recently gutted when the owner went bankrupt. The owner has stopped giving a shit about it as it won’t sell. It’ll be one hell of party so who’s in?”
“Yeah I’m in. Not like my folks care if I miss school or not,” Jason replied.
“I see how I feel later.” Cam gave a very typical college party response.
“What about you Mei?” I’d never gotten an invitation to a rave before. I was surprised by the offer.
“Sure why not?” Nothing ventured, nothing gained. It sounded interesting which was the logic I’d used to get into this situation in the first place. Dom told me the details. It was beyond my means to get to this place but that wasn’t an issue, Dom had a driver’s licence and access to his older brother’s car. He’d pick us all up later and drive us to the place. I was actually worried now that Mei might apologise before then, but being the stubborn person she was that didn’t happen. I didn’t have anything really to wear, but Rave’s didn’t have a dress code so I’d just modify my uniform. That would leave me without anywhere secure to put my phone.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You agree to meet him. At lunch he tells you above a rave he and his friends are going to. You agree to go with them but while preparing realise you lack somewhere secure for your phone.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[No choice but to leave it behind|MeiHCB1]]</div><<set $appbehind = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>The sun had already long since set and it was now approaching the midnight hour. I’d informed my family I’d be heading out tonight before they went to dead. I’d used the poser to convince them that I would be fine and didn’t need to say where I was going. Dom arrived in a rather beat up car at the time arranged and I hopped into the back since Jason was in the front. Cam was also there and she was dressed exactly the same way as me. We was wearing her school blouse and a shortened skirt. She was missing the tie and blazer much like I was.
“Wow we had the same idea,” I joked.
“Nah, the perverts love a girl in her uniform. Makes scoring drugs from their a lot easier.” Drugs were dime a dozen in at these places. If what I’d heard about raves was true then half the alcohol would be pre-spiked. I was feeling excited. My first rave, I hope it lived up to expectations.
Dom parked a ten minutes’ walk from his car. It was in an obvious spot that would make easy to find in case he got so wasted tonight he couldn’t remember anything tomorrow. As we got closer the booming sound of the music became overwhelming. The factory that was the source of the music was obvious but from the outside you’d hardly notice that there was a huge rave occurring inside. Little light was being allowed to escape the darkened interior. We all followed Dom who took us through the fire-escape that wasn’t even locked. Once inside the music really hit as did the bright lights. I think Dom said something but his voice was drowned out by the music that hundreds of young people were dancing to. I quickly lost track of where everyone else was. The music was deafening and the lights seizure inducing, yet it was actually an exciting experience. The lights would regularly switch off and be replaced with UV lights that lit up markings on the walls and anyone who had put on UV sensitive paint. There was even a powerful smoke machine that unleased bellows of purple smoke on a regular basis. It was an experience I’d never have gotten the chance to experience if I’d never given it a chance. Someone grabbed my arm and I saw it was Dom. He gestured for us to head outside and I followed. Cam, Jason and few others people I’d never met were gathered there passing something around. Before I knew it I had two white pills in my hand. It was obviously a drug and it looked like everyone else was getting ready to swallow theirs.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You head out after dark to the Rave. Dom drives you and the others there. Its fun and enjoyable but during it you are pulled outside by Dom to join a group passing out white pills. Seems everyone is about to take some drugs.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Fake it]]</div><<set $appbehind = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>The sun had already long since set and it was now approaching the midnight hour. I’d informed my family I’d be heading out tonight before they went to dead. I’d used the poser to convince them that I would be fine and didn’t need to say where I was going. Dom arrived in a rather beat up car at the time arranged and I hopped into the back since Jason was in the front. Cam was also there and she was dressed exactly the same way as me. We was wearing her school blouse and a shortened skirt. She was missing the tie and blazer much like I was.
“Wow we had the same idea,” I joked.
“Nah, the perverts love a girl in her uniform. Makes scoring drugs from their a lot easier.” Drugs were dime a dozen in at these places. If what I’d heard about raves was true then half the alcohol would be pre-spiked. I was feeling excited. My first rave, I hope it lived up to expectations.
Dom parked a ten minutes’ walk from his car. It was in an obvious spot that would make easy to find in case he got so wasted tonight he couldn’t remember anything tomorrow. As we got closer the booming sound of the music became overwhelming. The factory that was the source of the music was obvious but from the outside you’d hardly notice that there was a huge rave occurring inside. Little light was being allowed to escape the darkened interior. We all followed Dom who took us through the fire-escape that wasn’t even locked. Once inside the music really hit as did the bright lights. I think Dom said something but his voice was drowned out by the music that hundreds of young people were dancing to. I quickly lost track of where everyone else was. The music was deafening and the lights seizure inducing, yet it was actually an exciting experience. The lights would regularly switch off and be replaced with UV lights that lit up markings on the walls and anyone who had put on UV sensitive paint. There was even a powerful smoke machine that unleased bellows of purple smoke on a regular basis. It was an experience I’d never have gotten the chance to experience if I’d never given it a chance. Someone grabbed my arm and I saw it was Dom. He gestured for us to head outside and I followed. Cam, Jason and few others people I’d never met were gathered there passing something around. Before I knew it I had two white pills in my hand. It was obviously a drug and it looked like everyone else was getting ready to swallow theirs.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You head out after dark to the Rave. Dom drives you and the others there. Its fun and enjoyable but during it you are pulled outside by Dom to join a group passing out white pills. Seems everyone is about to take some drugs.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Fake it]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>When in Rome. Together we all swallowed our pills then headed back inside. After that things got very blurry. I saw lights and movement but nothing else. The colours swirled together and that was all I could remember. It did feel absolutely amazing… at least it while it lasted it did.
I woke up the next morning feeling awful. My cramped muscles were begging to be stretched. Above me was the roof of Dom’s car. I quickly opened up the door and slid out, standing on the tarmac with just one shoe on.
“What happened?” My memories from the past night felt like a dream. Even before taking those pills it just felt like the entire day was up for debate with regards to what did and didn’t happen. I looked up at a blue sky where the sun had yet to make its appearance. Birds chirped and I heard a lone car in the distance. If I had to guess I’d say it was morning. I reached for my pocket but instead of cotton skirt I just felt the flesh of my leg.
“Huh?” I looked down and saw a huge rip in my skirt, a massive chunk of it was missing and the chunk had contained my phone.
“Shit!” I looked all around for it but it wasn’t there. During this time Dom returned holding a brown bag and two disposable coffee cups.
“Hey I bought us something from the 24 hour place up the road.” He looked like a mess, but least his trousers were intact.
“Dom have you seen my phone?”
“You brought your phone? That was a bad move.”
“I need to find it.” He chuckled when I said that.
“Good luck. There are people who sweep the place afterwards to steal valuables left behind. Sorry Mei but your phone is gone. If you need to call someone you can borrow mine.”
“I have to get it back!” I didn’t want to think what would happen if I couldn’t get it back. I rushed back to the warehouse and got inside through a broken door. The music had stopped and the floor was lit up by normal lights. The place was an absolute mess with piles of empty cups, glow sticks and other rubbish cluttering the floor.
“Parties over,” a man called out. He must have been in his thirties, far older than the age of the average rave goer.
“I lost my phone.”
“That’s unlucky, next time leave it somewhere safe.” He had no sympathy.
“My friend said there are people who searched for lost stuff. I’ll pay if you have it I just really need it back.” The guy seemed a little surprised by that.
“If there are people taking lost property they aren’t associated with the organisers. If you want your phone back I suggest checking the pawn shops or keeping an eye out online.” Did he know something? Dammit if I just had my phone I could force him to tell me, but if I had my phone I wouldn’t be in this shitty situation. I tried to search but I was soon forced to leave. Dom was kind enough to drive my home afterwards even if he legally shouldn’t have been driving due to drug use. I spent the entire day searching online for anyone selling a ‘second-hand’ phone that matched the description of mine but it was completely fruitless.
At the time I usually arrived home at after school I heard the doorbell ring. It was Mei. She asked why I wasn’t at school but I didn’t answer. I invited her up to my room so I could explain what had happened.
“You lost your phone? Are you fucking serious Joe?” She was rightfully pissed.
“I don’t know what happened.”
“How the fuck are we meant to switch back now? Please tell me you put some kind of timer on this so it reverts automatically.” The Reborn app had no such feature. Without the app, there was no way for Mei and I to swap back.
“If you had just swapped us back this wouldn’t have happened!” She yelled. We spent the following days doing everything to try and track it down but each day it just got more and more hopeless.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Things get blurry after taking those pills. You can't remember much other than having a good time. You wake up the next day minus your phone. You lost it during the night and no matter how hard you try you can't find it. Ultimately this meant you and Mei could never swap back.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>As everyone swallowed their pills I threw mine away. Drugs just weren’t my thing. We returned to the rave and the party continued. Things rapidly went sour after that. There were more drugs being passed out here than at a pharmacy. It was almost as if not being high was marking me a target as I was constantly being offered stuff. I got annoyed and left soon after. It was a nice night and the outside atmosphere was rather relaxing after what I’d been subjected to inside.
“Hey Mei,” Dom emerged now fully under the effects of whatever it was he had taken. His pupils were massive and his was constantly attempting to correct his balance.
“You look like you’re having fun. Anyway Dom I’m heading back to the car.”
“Oh I’ll drive you!”
“You’ll drive me back to your car?”
“Yeah!” Those white pills sure had done a number on his intelligence. My night had suddenly gotten better again. I asked Dom some more questions and each time was amused by his answer.
The night’s events ran their course. Those who had taken drugs became to fall back down to earth and that was when the rave began to die down. People began to leave in crowds, many people squeezing through that small door at once. Cam hit a stroke of bad luck when she managed to snag her skirt on a nail in the door frame and tear a huge hole in the side. At this stage Dom had also returned to earth, but I wouldn’t say he was completely back just yet. His mind seemed to be bouncing between there and not there. He was in no fit state to drive so we had to settle for sleeping in his car. He got the front seat while I crawled into the back for an uncomfortable kip.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You fake swallowing them and instead toss them away. You then go back inside but struggle to get back into the mood. Later the party wraps up and you sleep in the back of Dom's car.<<endif>>
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<<set $update4 = "yes">><<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>When in Rome. Together we all swallowed our pills then headed back inside. After that things got very blurry. I saw lights and movement but nothing else. The colours swirled together and that was all I could remember. It did feel absolutely amazing… at least while it lasted it did.
I woke up the next morning feeling awful. My cramped muscles were begging to be stretched. Above me was the roof of Dom’s car. I quickly opened up the door and slid out, standing on the tarmac with just one shoe on.
“What happened?” My memories from the past night felt like a dream. Even before taking those pills it just felt like the entire day was up for debate with regards to what did and didn’t happen. I looked up at a blue sky where the sun had yet to make its appearance. Birds chirped and I heard a lone car in the distance. If I had to guess I’d say it was morning. I reached for my pocket but instead of cotton skirt I just felt the flesh of my leg.
“Huh?” I looked down and saw a huge rip in my skirt, a massive chunk of it was missing. I felt a moment of terror before my memory kicked in and reminded me I had left my phone at home. Evidently that had been a smart decision. My skirt was in tatters, I don’t want to think what would have happened if my phone had been in it.
“Hey I bought us something from the 24 hour place up the road,” Dom called out. He looked like a mess, but at least his trousers were intact.
“Thanks.” I took the breakfast from him.
“Boy you look rough," he commented.
“I feel rough as well.” I sat back down in the back seat. If this was what it felt like the morning after taking street drugs then maybe I’d be better avoiding them in the future.
“Hey don’t let this experience put you off. You toughen up quickly… but yeah it’s pretty rough if its a bad batch.”
“I just want to get home, curl up in bed and sleep for a hundred years.” The breakfast wasn’t sitting well with whatever was left in my stomach. I ended up passing half of it back to Dom who gladly ate it.
“So… guess you aren’t up for any more fun?” I didn’t know what he was suggesting but I didn’t feel up for anything.
“Maybe next time," I groaned.
“Fair enough. I guess I was the one who gave you the pills.” He slid into the driver’s seat and took advantage of the clear roads to drive me home. He probably shouldn’t be driving at the minute but I highly doubted the police would be about at this time of morning. I got back in my house before anyone else left it. As I closed my door I heard my dad open his. He headed downstairs to make breakfast and I crawled into to bed and soon found sleep.
By the time I woke up school was out of the question. Not only was my uniform in ruins but I would be beyond late at this stage. I did feel a bit better. I had a long shower and the water washed my pains away.
“I almost forgot…” Normally I checked my phone for updates when I woke up. I hadn’t been able to do that this morning. I fished my phone out from where I’d hidden it and checked. Sure enough there was an update waiting for me.
'Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.'
“That sounds impressive.” Truth be told this game of chicken with Mei was becoming a hassle. If I was reading this correctly then I’d be able to make it so that I became Mei and she became me. It would remove the problematic part of this situation and when she finally did apologise I could simply swap everything back.
After school finished I heard someone ring the doorbell and had a good guess as to who it was.
“Why are you at home?” Mei snapped at me as I opened the door.
“Well… I went to party and destroyed your uniformed. Both related, both reasons I couldn’t to school today.”
“Seriously? I’m okay if you want to harm your own attendance record, but don’t harm mine!” She practically gave the chance to suggest what I was about to suggest.
“No problem. The app got this feature that allows us me to stay in your body, but at the same make people think I’m me.” That had Mei confused. “Basically it swaps our identities. So even like this people will think I’m Joe and that you are Mei.”
“You’re kidding right? No way something like that exists.”
“Well I’ve yet to test it, but the app’s never lied before.”
“It seriously has that kind of feature?”
“Yup. So shall I use it or are you going to finally apologise?”
“Never!” Well it was worth asking at least. Now she couldn’t complain.
“Well let’s get to it then.” I selected Mei and I as exception to the mass memory alteration. I hit apply once I’d configured it to work as I wanted then my phone went dead.
“Huh?” I tried turning it on but nothing happened. “Great I hope that didn’t break it.” As I fiddled with my phone Mei had noticed something.
“Wow look at that!” She pointed at a picture frame Chloe had on the hallway table. It was a picture we’d taken as a family on the day my dad and I moved in. I didn’t really understand why Mei was pointing at it until I took a closer look. In that photo I was absent and in my place was Mei.
“No way!” It wasn’t just that photo. All photos on me now had Mei in them, and likewise any photo of Mei had been replaced with me.
“Did we just change history?” Mei asked. I ran up my room to see how that had changed. Surprisingly it hadn’t. Everything was as I left it, except oddly for my clothes which had all changed. My spare boy’s school uniform was now a girl’s, and my underwear drawer was now filled with bras and panties. Everything else just had its size altered to fit my current body.
“This surreal. I can’t believe the app was able to change the world.” As Mei continued being shocked I plugged my phone into the charger. The charging light came on and soon after I had enough battery to bring it back to life.
“Thankfully the app is still there.” Although with the app’s crazy power consumption using it was out of the question for at least an hour. “So… I guess this is where we get comfortable with each other’s bodies since you don’t want to change back.” I was intentionally antagonising her now. The simple fact of the matter was, this was no longer a disadvantage to me. I had absolutely zero problems staying in Mei’s body so if she wanted it back then she had to apologise.
“I guess so. Well I’m going to head home and enjoy being you.” Was that meant to cause a reaction from me?
“You’re not me, you’re you. I hope this will be easy enough to explain to our parents.” As luck would have it, it was. When Chloe arrived back she saw me not as being in Mei’s body, but back in my original one. The Mass Memory Alteration had made it so that since Tuesday I had been in my old body which she saw as Mei’s. Now I was back in my original body in their eyes. The program wasn’t without its flaws. Mei was dropped from the women’s field hockey team on Monday since people suddenly realised there was a guy on it. There was a lot to work around and sort out, but with Mei stubbornly refusing to apologise I had plenty of time to figure it all out.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Things get blurry after taking those pills. You can't remember much other than having a good time. You wake up feeling like shit. Dom drives you home and you skip school. After school you use the app's newest feature to alter the world to refect your body swap with Mei.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|MeiEnd01]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>It had been nearly a month since Mei and I had become stuck as each other. The story we had originally made up to be temporary was now what we told everyone. Officially I was now Mei, and Mei was now me. We’d swapped all our official documents and come up with a story as to why we had essentially swapped places in life.
All attempts to get my phone back had all failed. It was probably in the hands of someone who had picked it up cheap at a pawn shop. They might have even wiped it clean without realising the power it had. It didn’t matter, the fact was I was a girl now and that couldn’t be changed.
Mei was taking it better than what I was. She’d started working out a lot and was buffer than I’d ever been. She still hated me, but she was getting used to her new body. Since I didn’t have a choice I’d also been adapting to hers. I might as well since it was clear now I’d never be returning to normal.
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~ Bad End - Stuck As Mei Forever ~
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<<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>The cake tasted amazing. It was unfortunate I had to eat it while sitting on a toilet but that didn’t subtract from the taste too much. I thought eating a whole cake would be simpler than it was. I had to dump half it into the toilet as I didn’t want to feel too full or Mei would instantly feel it and be suspicious. With the chocolate and laxatives slowly digesting I left the bathroom to search for, and successfully find, Mei.
“Mei…” I approached her and took a deep breathe. “I’m sorry.” I apologised with extra drama, bowing my head for extra effect.
“Hey stand up, people are watching,” she hissed back.
“Mei. After some thought I realise my actions weren’t… the most sensible. So I’m sorry and will turn us back if you can accept my apology.”
“About time. C’mon we only have a few minutes before class.” Mei and I slipped away to somewhere secluded. I then swapped us back, returning me to my original body.
“Feels good to be back.” Mei stretched and I waited patiently to see if she noticed anything. “Let’s get back to class.” Looks like it was a success. Mei turned and I couldn’t stop myself cracking a sinister smile.
“I should text my parents and let them known we’re back to normal.” I raised my phone but Mei suddenly put her hand over it to cover the camera.
“Hey don’t point that at me.” She was implying that I had been about to use the app to do something to her.
“I’m just texting see?” I showed her my screen. She saw the text window but that didn’t drop her guard.
“Alright, but if I see your phone pointed at me I’ll knock it from your hands.” A fair warning I guess. We headed to class but there was a slight problem, I wasn’t in her class. That was fine though as I had prepared for this.
“Hey Dave!” I grabbed Dave and pulled him away. I wasn’t in Mei’s next class but he was. I didn’t have time to explain things to him properly so I needed to rush this.
“Okay Dave you will believe everything I say and not ask questions,” I ordered with the poser locked onto him. “I can swap bodies and will swap with you until morning break. You will pretend to be me and will act as is appropriate for me to act. During morning break you will wait for me in the second floor men’s toilets.” There. That should hold. I quickly swapped our bodies, leaving my body which I had only just reclaimed.
“Wow I’m you!” Dave shouted. It was still a shock to him even though he should have believed it was possible.
“Do you know what to do?”
“Yup. I’ll pretend to be you and wait for you in the toilets.” Perfect. We were out of time we so headed to our morning classes. Dave would be fine since the task I gave him was short and simple. Meanwhile took my seat a few seats away from Mei with her none the wiser I was here. The class soon started and I divided my attention between what the teacher was saying and Mei. After only fifteen minutes I could see her start to squirm. Girls liked to pretend they never farted but I’d spent enough time in Mei’s body to know that was just a myth. The boy next to her suddenly caught a whiff of something. He began looking around to try and figure out who let off the silent bomb. Seeing him get suspicious Mei started trying to hold it in. She must be pretty confused about what was happening, perhaps she even had figured out it was something I’d done. Either way she couldn’t hold it in forever. Suddenly her hand shot up seeking the teacher’s attention.
“Mei?”
“Can I please use the bathroom?”
“It’s the first class of the day. I think you can hold it in until the end of class.” I had a feeling she couldn’t.
“Sorry but I need to go.” Without waiting for permission she stood up and then it happened. An eruption of hot air escaped her behind. It was loud and it was fearsome. Following that noise was silence, then laughter, and then the smell hit. Mei’s face had turned beat red from embarrassment as those around her started to shuffle away. When the teacher caught the scent he figured something may be amiss.
“Mei if you feel unwell you can go to the bathroom or go see the nurse if you need to.” She just turned for the door and walked out of the room with her head down in shame.
“Settle down class… and can everyone next to a window open it fully.” The windows were opened and the class continued to laugh and also use the brief pause to gossip. As it all things it was incredibly amusing for a short time, but the teacher quickly reeled in his students’ attention and got them focused on the lesson at hand again. Mei didn’t return until there was only five minutes of class left. When class finally ended Mei was the first on her feet as she rushed towards the door again. She wasn’t the only one who had somewhere to be. I got up and headed up a floor to find Dave. He was waiting right where I told him. I decided to take this chance to use the app’s newest feature, memory manipulation. It allowed me alter people’s memories or to flat out copy them and give them to someone else. I targeted Dave and copied all memories from this morning to myself. I quickly scanned through them to confirm nothing of note had happened. With that sorted I swapped us back to normal.
“Wow so you can swap with anyone you want?” Maybe I should erase his memories as well.
“Dave, Mei and I have been in each other’s bodies since Tuesday afternoon.”
“What? Seriously? Wait which one are you?”
“I’m Mei.”
“What? Seriously? Then where’s Joe?”
“He’s in Ms Angela’s body.” This guy is an idiot.
“What? Seriously?” Isn’t this the 3rd time he’s said that? “Then where is Ms Angela?”
“She’s in Cassidy’s body.”
“Then where’s…”
“Principal’s body.” How long until he realised I was screwing with him?
“Then…”
“They’ve actually in your dad’s body.”
“Holy shit really… wait… are you screwing with me?”
“Am I? Or perhaps neither of us are really here!” I was bored of this. While Dave tried to figure out which way was up I left to find Mei. Instead of me finding Mei however she found me.
“With me!” With just those two words she grabbed me by the tie and dragged me away. Once we had privacy she made her intentions clear.
“We’re swapping back!”
“What? Why?”
“Because you did something to my body so you should suffer the consequences for it.” Was it worth trying to deny this? If I admitted to it then I’d have no choice but to swap back.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You eat the cake at school then swap back with Mei. During class she tries to hold it in but fails. Everyone gets a good laugh from Mei's humiliation. Mei didn't see the funny side. After class she grabs you by the tie and accuses you of sabotaging her body.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Confess|MeiHA5b]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Mei explain what I did and why it’s my fault?”
“You poisoned me or something! My gut feels funny and… and…” She was struggling to say what had happened in class. That wasn’t something most people were happy to admit to.
“And what?” I innocently pressed.
“Nothing. Joe what did you eat this morning?” Better think of something convincing.
“Well Chloe had some food in the back of the fridge that needed using so she cooked it all into an omelette. I’m not really sure what she put into it but it tasted nice.” Mei’s accusing gaze dropped in strength.
“You better not be lying!” She dashed away in the direction of the toilets. It may be too early to say but it looks like I’m in the clear. Morning break ended and a few hours after lunch started. For the first five minutes it was only Dave, Yumi and myself at the table. Mei showed up late and Kyoko didn’t show up at all.
“No Kyoko?” Mei asked noticing her absence.
“No. I hope she isn’t taking what happened on the date too hard,” I replied. I was a little worried about that. Well whatever, it was Mei’s problem again now.
“Back to normal I see,” Yumi remarked. “So who caved in?” She had waited for us both to be there before asking.
“Joe did.” Yumi’s eyes bounced to me immediately casting doubt.
“I realised this wouldn’t end if one of us didn’t end it. So I apologised for my misdeeds.” Yumi’s eyes didn’t move from my face the entire time.
“Riiight…” She was definitely onto me.
“Look the important thing is that we are both back to normal,” I needed to end this before Yumi sad anything.
“Speak for yourself,” Mei replied rubbing her stomach. “I think I’ll skip lunch.” Those laxatives shouldn’t be in her system for much longer but it was probably a good call to skip lunch. I’d had my fun so I would undo the minor alteration to her body later when nobody was looking.
“Hey when can I have a go with the app?” Dave asked.
"Oh I told Dave about the app this morning after we swapped back." I had to take control or Dave might say something that gave me away.
"Yeah, so when can I have a go?"
“Never," Mei hissed back. She didn't trust Dave with it and for good reason.
“Aww c’mon that’s not fair. Show me!” Now I was getting tempted to swap him with someone, but it would make too much of a fuss.
“Maybe later.” He continued to pester us though. Even Mei was getting annoyed with him by the end of the day.
“We have to do something about Dave. Other people are noticing his constant pestering.” Mei had approached me during our final class of the day which we shared. Thankfully Dave didn’t.
“I could erase his memory.”
“What? Since when?”
“This morning. It’s a new feature. I can also target lots of people at once. It’s pretty neat…. Oh and yesterday it got the power to alter personalities.”
“Neat? It’s amazing. Why are you just letting this power go to waste?” Waste? I wasn’t really wasting it. I just hadn’t put much thought into what I’d do next with it.
“Well what do you suggest?” She seemed to have an idea of what she wanted to do.
“Well for starters, I’d fix my messy clothes. Then I’d use it to make that kid next door learn some manners. Heck the entire family could do with a little help in becoming respectable members of society. After that I’d make it so the people in city hall were better at their jobs. Heck why stop there? I’ve make the entire government more competent.” Mei really had some grand plans.
“Alright let’s do all that then.” I couldn’t deny that some of her points were valid. This city’s government could do with some improvement.
“What really?” Mei hadn’t been expecting me to say yes. “Yeah you’re right. What’s the point in talking when there is something we could actually do?” She seemed determined now. Our teacher arrived and started class so we couldn’t discuss things any further until after school.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You deny it and she believes you. At lunch things return to normal although Dave is a bit of a nuisance now that he knows about the app. After lunch Mei suggests using the app to fix government incompetence and you agree.<<endif>>
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[[After School|MeiHZ3]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Alright you caught me. I may have taken some laxatives before giving you back your body.” And as expected she nearly exploded hearing that.
“You are an ass! Dammit swap us back now.”
“But we only just…”
“Do it!” She was pretty furious so I did as she asked. I hit swap and swapped us around again. A familiar feeling washed over as I re-entered her body, then the laxatives hit and I felt the need to use the bathroom badly. There was another problem. Since we had swapped bodies Mei now held my phone and she pulled it away as I tried to take it back.
“No way. I’m keeping this for today.” She wasn’t going to let me have it. I couldn’t fight her either as I felt any sudden movement might spill my bowels. I quickly dived into the toilets to relieve myself which wasn’t pretty. When I finally finished I discovered Mei had cheesed off somewhere, taking my phone with her.
The next few hours were a nightmare. I had planned to use the app to undo what I had done this morning but now I couldn’t. I wonder if Mei knew that was what I had planned? Was that why she took my phone to stop me cheating? I’d have to wait to find out the answer.
By lunch the negative effects had worn off without any major issues other than having to regularly use the toilet. I had been subjected to some teasing for the gas leak previously but I shrugged it off. I arrived at the table and saw that Mei was already there sitting next to Dave and Yumi.
“No Kyoko?” I asked as I sat down.
“No, why did you humiliate her as well?” Mei was still holding a grudge for what I did earlier.
“Mei half the class have already forgotten about what happened. It was funny for a bit but it’s something only very petty people will ever bring up after today.”
“You say it like you were there.”
“You’re being paranoid.” I denied the notion I had been there immediately. She was angry at me just for giving her laxatives, if she knew about me modifying her body or that I body swapped with Dave she would just get even angrier with me.
“I don’t get it.” Speaking of Dave. “What happened?” He looked at us for an answer but Mei didn’t want to say what had happened, and I felt she’d kill me if I said it.
“Joe and Mei swapped bodies.” Yumi stepped in to give Dave a full explanation. “Then they refused to swap back out of idiocy. Joe decided to embarrass Mei by taking laxatives then swapping back. After being humiliated Mei then swapped them again so Joe would have to live with the consequences.”
“Oh… Is that why we swapped bodies this morning?” Dave I could punch you.
“I knew it!” Mei slammed the table yelling at me. “You humiliated me! Joe I… I…” Mei pulled out my phone and aimed it at me. “I order you to do something just as humiliating. I order you to dance on this table naked!” That order sent a cold wave down my body. I couldn’t will myself to stop as my hands went for my tie and removed it. Next I started with my shirt buttons. Then out of nowhere came a loud slap as Yumi suddenly struck Mei. My phone changed owners and to my relief Yumi pointed it at me and ordered me to stop. Next she swapped Mei and I back to our normal bodies. I could feel my cheek now stinging and also realised a number of people were now watching.
“I’m a patient girl, but your two and your idiocy are really pushing me,” Yumi told us both off. Dave was wise enough to keep it out of this. When the situation calmed down those watching returned to their own conversations.
“I want to hear two full apologies from each of you.” Mei had my phone hostage. The look in her eye suggested she might use it if forced to. We were both hesitant to be the first to apologise. One of us had to give way and I decided to be that one to appease Yumi.
“Mei I’m sorry for taking laxatives in your body. While it was very funny to watch…” Yumi gave me warning stare. “I mean, it was very selfish of me and I’ll never do it again.” Or something like that. Like before I didn’t really meant it. I waited for Mei but she remained silent.
“Mei.” Yumi pressured.
“I refuse. He humiliated me.”
“Stop being stubborn. You know nobody will care about that a week from now. I’m ordering you two to kiss and make up.” Obviously that was just a figure of speech… but the app didn’t know that. The app was still locked onto us, and that meant we had to obey any orders given by the holder. Our lips came together as we shared a kiss neither of us wanted. We broke apart the moment we could.
“Yumi!” We both yelled. That was when we realised she was smiling sinisterly.
“That didn’t seem like a real kiss, do it again and more passionately.” There was no way to disobey her. Mei and I looked at each other apologetically as our lips came together and this time we shared some tongue action. The poser had a strange effect on the mind. It made the target want to do whatever was requested of them, even if they knew it to be wrong. As I kissed Mei I experienced a strange mixture of emotions that words just couldn’t describe. Did I hate it? No. Did I enjoy it? I think a small part of me did. We broke apart again and both turned to Yumi.
“If you want me to stop then you know what to do.” Yumi held all the cards.
“Oh can I have a go?” Dave asked seeing his chance.
“No.” Yumi was keeping a firm hold on the device. “Nobody is using it until I hear a proper apology both to each other, and two me for hurting my brain watching this.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Mei gets annoyed upon hearing. She forces you to swap again then runs off with your phone forcing you to suffer. At lunch Mei annoys Yumi who steals the phone and swaps you back to normal. She orders both of you to apologise to one another.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Refuse|MeiHA5END]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>Yumi was usually calm and logical so this side of her was a bit worrying. I didn’t want to know what she might do.
“Yumi I’m sorry for… well a number of things. Mostly I’m sorry for being childish and dragging this out longer than necessary.”
“Apology accepted, now apologise to Mei.” I guess I owed her an honest one this time.
“Sorry Mei that I was mean, childish and a bit of an idiot.”
“Good. I’m glad you’ve seen the error of your ways.” It was her turn to apologise but the apology never came.
“Mei stop being childish,” Yumi said with a sigh. “Just apologise already.”
“I’ve done nothing wrong.” Yumi got more irritated. She suppressed it and her calm composure returned.
“Fine, but whatever happens don’t come running to me begging for help.” Yumi slid the phone across the table to me.
“Can I have go now?” Dave pestered. I saw a chance in this.
“Sure, but whatever you want to do, do it to Mei.” I had secretly selected Dave with the poser as I said that. Well secretly as in Yumi probably knew but the other two didn’t. I gave Dave the phone and Mei was immediately his target.
“So what do I do?”
“Don’t you two dare!” Mei warned. I ignored her.
“The poser is simplest, you can order someone to do something and they have to do it if it is within their power to do so.”
“Oh. Okay Mei, put your hand on your nose.” Mei obeyed but I could see her eyes glaring at us from behind her hand.
“I’m warning you two.”
“Oh be really nice to us.” I smirked when I heard Dave’s order. Mei’s expression changed from hateful to kind.
“Oh you guys I’m sorry about what I said earlier.” Was that really Mei speaking? I’d been the victim of orders to carry out specific instructions, but if I was ordered to be nice to someone would that affect my mind? Did Mei still hate us but had found herself unable to show it, or had the app created an internal change to make her view us more fondly.
I’d not find out. It would have to remain a mystery as Dave targeted Mei again, this time using the body modification feature. He showed a surprising level of awareness as he changed her eye colour, something only people at this table would notice. The colours he could choose were any under the rainbow. Bright pink, blood red and completely black including the white. It was a tool people would love for fancy dress parties. I noticed Yumi had taken a sudden interest in what we were doing, but was pretending that she wasn’t.
When Dave was through having his fun Mei was more annoyed at me than ever before. I had Yumi and Dave on my side, plus I had already apologised. What I really needed was a way to make appreciate the funny side of what I’d done. We were past taking the simple solution.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Yumi takes your side as Mei still refuses to apologise. You let Dave have a go with the app provided he only uses it on Mei. This annoys her greatly but there is nothing she can do. You wonder how to make her see the funny side of things.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I’d already made my apology. It was Mei’s turn to say something.
“I refuse!” Mei declared. “I have nothing to apologise for and I don’t care about the app. Go on and delete it, I won’t stop you.” She refused to back down.
“If she isn’t going to apologise then neither will I.” I made myself clear. Yumi rubbed her head feeling a headache coming on from watching this.
“Forget it.” Yumi quickly began doing something with the app. I suspected it would another command or something to make us apologise. I wasn’t expecting her to just hand it back but that was what she did.
“Thanks?” I picked up my phone wondering what she had done. I scrolled across to the Reborn app but in the space it had occupied was now empty. I searched everywhere but there was no sign of it anywhere.
“I uninstalled it,” Yumi announced to everyone.
“What?!?” I was shocked. “Why?”
“I’m not leaving something that powerful in the hands of bickering children. I don’t know why you were chosen to receive that power Joe, but they wouldn’t have given it an uninstall button if they didn’t foresee someone needing to use it.” She’d pressed that button? I forgot it even existed.
“Well serves you right,” Mei laughed.
“Yeah go on laugh it up…” Without the Reborn app you’ll be stuck with my father’s weakness to chocolate.
“You deleted it? Man that sucks I really wanted to try it out,” Dave complained. “Oh well. Maybe it’ll choose me next time.”
It didn’t. After that I never saw the app again. I tried all sorts of methods to try and recover it but it was impossible. Even a professional phone hacker who worked with police to recover deleted files from phones couldn’t restore it, or find any trace of its existence in the first place for that matter. Mei never forgave me, and the fact I had left her with life-changing food intolerance didn’t help matters.
In the end our friendship group fell apart and Dave and I joined the other less popular boys at their lunch table. Dave liked to talk about what could have been, and each time it stung because back then if I only had said the right thing then Yumi wouldn’t have done as she did. I couldn’t blame her though, in that situation and in her shoes I would have done the same myself. The past was the past, and now I was back to being an average Joe.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Mei refuses to apologise and you do the same. Yumi gets frustrated so deletes the Reborn app seeing that it will only cause trouble in your hands. It is impossible to recover. You stop speaking with Mei afterwards as you both had strong reason to dislike each other now.<<endif>>
~Bad End - Petty Differences ~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Afterschool I met up with Dave and Yumi after school, or rather that was what I planned but…
“I want nothing to do with this.” Yumi had refused any involvement leaving me with just Dave. His input wasn’t exactly valued but I could bounce ideas of him, and he could also offer stupid ideas I’d never think off. Since it was just the two of us I invited Dave back to mine. Knowing this involved the app he gladly came with me.
“There’s so much I want to try.” Dave couldn’t stop talking about how excited he was on the bus ride back. I tried to avoid the topic until we were back in the privacy of my room.
“Dave we need to do something about Mei,” I began. I didn’t like how things currently stood with her.
“Oh let’s turn her into a super model!” His ideas were a bit different from mine.
“That’ll annoy her even more. The problem is that she can’t appreciate the comedy value of this. You have to admit Dave that what I did was pretty funny.”
“Absolutely. I wish I could have been there to see it. Well I kind of was but it was actually you. Man that app is cool. Where can I get one?”
“Good question and one I don’t know the answer to. It just appeared on my phone Monday morning. We’re getting side-tracked.” This wasn’t about the app, it was about Mei.
“Surely we could just use that app to give her a sense of humour? Maybe the reason she doesn’t find it funny is because she doesn’t find anything funny?” Dave’s suggestion caused me to take a moment to think. I could remember though that Mei did have a sense of humour, although it wasn’t a very strong one.
“That’s an option.” I’ll put that as option number one. “I was thinking more along the line off giving her an experience that will make her realise that from everyone else’s perspective it was funny.”
“Oh so have someone else in class fart loudly?” That was a good idea, but Mei would see through it if it was our doing. If we went with that idea we’d need something different and even bigger.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>After school you and Dave head to your house to come up with ideas. After a bit of talking you find yourself with two options.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I felt that I had to know what we were missing. The only way to get that missing piece of the puzzle was to get it from the person we had taken the pieces from originally. We both had enough memories to know where she lived. She was living in a rather pricy apartment complex where people who worked harder than her lived. Being the mayor’s assistant certainly came with a lot of benefits.
It took us half an hour to get there using public transport. A locked door with a buzzer system barred our way so we waited patiently and eventually another resident showed up. Once inside we found our way to the assistant’s apartment, knocked the door and apologised. Well actually Mei did all of that, I stood nearby pretending to use my phone when in fact I was collecting a complete set of memories. The door shut and I braced myself for a full influx of an entire life’s worth of memories.
“Okay let’s do this.” I hit apply. It didn’t feel that bad. A strange feeling but it had worked as I now had a pool of memories I didn’t before. I scanned through them and found the knowledge that we had been unable to access before. Mei and I found somewhere safe to talk about it. Rather than tell her I gave her the same memories.
“Wow…” She found the same information I had. “We need to get back!” Mei and I both had come to the same conclusion. The Mayor couldn’t resign. He’d be killed if he did. To summarise what it was we had learned, the mayor had a strong relationship with a particular criminal organisation. They had the power to ruin him, and he had the power to ruin them. If the mayor suddenly resigned then that presented a threat to them. They wouldn’t hesitate to kill a political figure to silence them; they had done so before and had friends in the right places to stall the justice system. We grabbed a bus back to city hall and arrived moments before the press meeting was about to start. Journalists had shown up in mass as this kind of sudden announcement was usually huge. We were fortunate he was holding it outside as it allowed us to easily target him with the poser again.
“Don’t announce you are resigning! You are going to remain in office for the foreseeable future.” The mayor opened his mouth to speak then froze. He began questioning why he had been about to announce his resignation.
“Ladies and gentlemen of the press…” He began to make some unimportant announcements nobody cared about.
“Target him!” Mei suddenly announced. She pointed across to someone had just left the crowd. I wasn’t sure why she was interested in him.
“He’s suspicious. Just steal his memories, I’ll handle the rest.” Well if she wanted to handle the hard part. It was easy for me to just hit copy then transfer what I’d taken to Mei. I waited for her to say something.
“I knew it… I think.” She seemed uncertain about what she knew. Three heads full of memories must be difficult to handle. “He was with the mob. He came here to listen to the announcement suspecting the mayor might suddenly retire. He was even prepared to silence the mayor if he tried to say too much.” I turned to look for the man but he had disappeared into the crowd.
“We have his memories at least.” I pointed the app at myself and gave me that same knowledge as Mei. I understood the problem she had recollecting the targets memory as it got jumbled up with my own and the mayor’s assistant. That wasn’t as much of a problem when I removed all of the assistant’s memories. It was handy that the memory alteration function could select the memories of specific person you had and remove all of them.
“Should we do something?” Mei asked. She was uncertain with how to act on the knowledge we’d gained.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You copy the rest of the mayor's assistant's memories. From them you learn of his ties with criminal organisations who will kill him for resigning. You stop him resigning and copy the memories of a mobster who had turned up to watch the announcement.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Clean up the city|MeiHC1]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>Even with the app’s power, we would still be dealing with armed and dangerous men. Plus I was concerned about the consequences of even trying. When we had ordered the mayor to retire because he was corrupt it had nearly resulted in his death. This was even worse than that and I was afraid out actions might cause something even worse to happen. The app didn’t grant the power to see into the future and I doubt it ever world.
Confirmation on that thought came the following morning. The app updated with what it called the final update. It was a big one but it didn’t include the power of foresight. If anything I sounded like it had the power to alter the past but in an unclear and limited way. It didn’t change the decision we had made to turn a blind eye. The mayor stayed in office and his criminal associates continued to operate in private. Maybe in the future I’d have to confront them, but for now I was just going to enjoy the weekend and hope that next week would be just as eventful as this one.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You choose not to risk it. You leave things as they are but you aren't through with the app. This week is over but there is another one coming.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I woke feeling nothing but aching pain. My muscles were cramped so badly that I felt like a corpse. I reached over and opened the car door and crawled out. What followed was the best morning stretch ever as I greeted the sun with wide arms. Well I would have if the sun had risen yet. The sky was a clear morning blue and the air filled with moisture. It was a really nice morning all things considered.
“Good morning.” Dom was approaching holding a bag of breakfast and two throwaway coffee cups. “The 24 hour place was open so I got us food.” It had been a while since I last ate so I gladly took him up on the offer.
“Tonight was really something,” he said as we ate.
“It was an experience that’s for sure.” I could remember pretty much all of it. Dom however probably didn’t given his mental state last night. I finished my breakfast sub and coffee soon after, tossing my trash in a trash bag in Dom’s car. I was about to ask what next when Dom put his arm around me, resting his hand on the shoulder.
“It was a pretty wild night, but you know the fun doesn’t have to stop now.” The way he was holding me made it clear what his intentions were. “I treated you to an amazing evening, why don’t you treat me a little.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up and stretch. It's early morning and the sun has yet to rise. Dom brings you breakfast then suggests you have some fun with him.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Accept|DomSc2]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>Putting a twist on Mei’s words she had told me to deal with the consequences of my actions. I knew what Dom wanted, and it was something that had been on my mind ever since I swapped bodies with Mei. The fact I’d waited nearly a week after acquiring the app to finally do this was the only part that I was embarrassed about.
“What did you have in mind?” I asked but I already knew. I used a seductive tone so he knew as well.
“Well I know a really good spot we can drive to. At this time of morning there won’t be anyone outside. Trust me, you’ll enjoy it.”
“Let’s get in the car and go then.” I was a little curious about where he had in mind. He drove for fifteen minutes before arriving at an old gate that was closed. He got out of the car and opened it.
“The gate was put here to keep tourists out. Further up is that big rock quarry so they put a gate here to stop tourists clogging up the road. They don’t actually own this part of the land. People just see a gate and presume it’s illegal to enter when it isn’t. I guess you could call it a local secret,” Dom explained.
“You are well informed.” He knew about the rave and also this.
“The world has plenty to offer those brave enough to explore it. I still have lots to show you.” He drove up the path that curved continuously as we drove up what seemed like an uphill forest. The trees and thick foliage were blocking the view but when they cleared what I saw a breath taking. Dom parked on the side of the road. I got out and ran over to a railing to look out over the city. I could see my home city in its entirety from this vantage point that ran up the side of a small mountain.
“Pretty amazing right?” Dom stood beside and then placed his arm on my shoulder. He seemed fond of doing that. “I didn’t bring you here just to watch the sunrise. You can scream as loud as you want here and nobody will hear you. I know it’s uncourteous to take about previous lovers, but I’m…”
“A murderer?” I joked. I knew what it was he wanted.
“Close.” He pulled me in close and kissed me right on the lips. “I don’t kill, but I do send my lovers to heaven.”
“I look forward to it.” It was a cold morning so undressing wasn’t on the table. At least not fully.
“Just hold onto the rail and let me do the rest.” I grabbed the smooth railing as Dom took position behind me. I felt him lift up my skirt then rubbed his hand across the fabric of my underwear. His technique relaxed my body that was still a bit stiff from the comfortable sleep and morning chill. It felt like a heater had been switched on down there as I felt a warm tingle. There was a crinkle as he pulled a condom from his back pocket and put it on.
“You always carry that in your back pocket?”
“Never leave the house without one,” he replied. He pulled a second packet from his back pocket. This time I heard a squirt and saw him rubbing a clear gel over his dick. What was he going to pull out next, a vibration ring? I was growing impatient. He was done with his preparations. Suddenly a strong light caught the side of my face as the sun peaked over the horizon. It was magnificent and that was when Dom struck. He grabbed my hips and <<click "drove his cock inside">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/DomScene1.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.<div id="imago"></div>
He was a bit rough, but it didn’t distract me from the beautiful sunrise. A treat to the eyes and a treat to the body, I held the railing as his dick went waves of pleasure through my body. Looking out across the city made me just want to cry out at the top of my lungs. I released loud moans in response to each thrust from the man behind me. It was just a combination of amazing feelings followed by an even more amazing one. Dom drove me to orgasm and just like he promised he sent me to heaven. I felt like an angel looking down upon the beautiful world as the sun’s glow lit up everything I could see. The sunrise came to an end and I returned to earth at the same time.
“That was pretty amazing,” I panted. Dom moved beside me and put his arms on the railing next to mine.
“There is just one of my secret spots, play your cards right and I’ll show you the rest.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Dom takes you to a place with an amazing view. There you grab onto a railing and watch the sunrise as he pounds your pussy from behind. Afterwards he suggests doing it again in the future.<<endif>>
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[[Next|DomSc3]]I sat down at the lunch table in what had become the norm for me. Opposite me was Mei and next to me were Dave and Yumi. Our friendship grouped had remained the same despite the fact Mei and I had swapped places.
“Man I can’t believe you lost your phone,” Dave grumbled.
“I didn’t lose it,” I corrected. I wasn’t that careless. No, my phone had been broken in a deliberate act of destruction. Chloe had decided to have a family trip to an indoor swimming pool. Since it gave me a chance to <<click "wear a bikini">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MeiBikini.png]]<</replace>><</click>> I leapt at the opportunity. However at the end of the session I returned to my locker to find my phone smashed. Nothing had been taken; just someone had opened my locker, broke my phone and closed the door again. Security cameras watching the lockers for thieves had identified a white haired woman as the culprit, but once she left the building she seemingly disappeared of the face of the earth.
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“I can’t believe I’m stuck as you!” Mei grumbled blaming me.
“Like you were ever going to apologise anyway,” I retaliated. It had been weeks since this started. “I’ve gotten so used to being in this body that I’m no longer surprised when I wake up in the morning.”
“I hate you both,” Yumi joked. She knew the truth, or rather she’d figured out something was amiss and forced us to tell her about the mass memory alteration. Dave had in eureka moment of idiocy worked it out as well. With my phone gone so was the app. Turning back was no longer an option but I’d gotten so used to being in Mei’s body that it wasn’t much of an issue.
“I guess I can live with this,” Mei said. She really didn’t seem that devastated by the news. Looking at her I could tell she’d put on some muscle over the past few weeks. She was treating that body better than I ever had, and I was doing my part as well to keep this one healthy. There were perks and disadvantages for both of us, but overall I didn’t mind it.
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I owe him nothing. I brushed off his hand and stepped away.
“No thanks, I think I’ve had enough ‘excitement’.” I expected that to be the end of it.
“Now that’s not really fair.” He stepped over and put his hand on my shoulder again. I saw a dangerous look in his eye and realised the danger I was in. He wasn't giving me a choice. In his eyes I owed him and if I didn't pay up he'd just take it from me.
“I never knew you could be so forceful…” I needed him to drop his guard. “But this location is a bit dull. Plus having sex in the back of a car is a bit beneath me.”
“Then why won’t we drive back to mine?”
“That sounds exciting.” The moment his back was turned I had my hand in my pocket and pulled out my phone. “New plan. You are going to drive me back home without any expectations that I’ll be compensating you in anyway.” Poser locked, I gave him an order he would have to obey. After that I got into the car and he drove me back home as instructed. When I got back to my room I still had an hour before I had to leave for school. I could hear my dad getting ready for work in his bedroom.
“My uniform’s a mess…” Could I really go to school dressed like this? It wasn’t so bad that I would be sent home so I decided to go with it. I cleaned myself up as best I could in an hour. When the time came I left the house and headed to school. I just hoped Dom wasn’t coming into today. It would be awkward if I ran into him.
Not as awkward as running into Mei though.
“You’re a mess!” Mei saw the state of my attire. “Is that glitter?” Probably. A lot of people were covered in it last night.
“What about it?”
“What did you do last night?”
“I was at a rave with Dom.”
“A rave! You went to a rave in my body?”
“Yeah. I would have used my own body but someone is refusing to give it back.” I stuck out my tongue to annoy her further.
“You’re the one who…” She paused to look at me. “Joe. This is painful for me to say, but I’m sorry. I was wrong about many things, one of them being the idea that you would be careful with my body. So please swap us back.” Wow that was easier than I expected.
“You sure?”
“I’m sure about one thing, and that is that I need to get my body cleaned up!” Not sure why that is her main concern. Well either way she'd apologised so that means I win.
“Okay, but remember if I do this it will mean that I won.” My words injured her pride and made her hesitate for a second.
“Fine. You win. Now swap us back.” Success. I took out my phone and did as she requested. The swap was instant and when it was done I was back in my familiar body.
“Thank God. Now excuse me I need to spend a lot of time in the toilets making the most of this disaster.” Mei ran off and at the same time I felt a hand on my shoulder. I had a flashback to last night but when I look around I saw it was Dave’s hand on me.
“Hey Joe, ready for another day of sweet sweet fuck all?”
“I guess so. Not much else I was planning on doing today.”
“Oh? But you said at lunch yesterday you were going to try out for the rugby team. In fact you specifically mentioned it to the coach.” I did no such thing, but I also hadn’t been present yesterday at lunch when Mei was still in my body. Seriously what was she planning to accomplish by saying shit like that. Now I had to apologise to the coach and pray he didn’t hold a grudge. Those who got on his bad side got thoroughly punished for it during gym classes. One guy in my class had once referred to him as ‘Shrek’, and as punishment the coach used him to demonstrate a heavy rugby tackle.
“What else did I do?” I asked him.
“Well…” He began listing off even more things Mei had allegedly said that I’d need to fix. I guess I deserved it for leaving her unattended yesterday during lunch. When Mei emerged from the bathroom there was minor improvement but she still looked a little messy. Fortunately she didn’t hold much of a grudge against me for it. Following that was just another semi-normal Friday. At lunch Dave finally realised that Mei and I had been in each other’s bodies for the past few days. Now all my friends knew but despite Dave’s pestering I didn’t use the app for anything else. The week was soon over and while I felt there was more I could have done, I now had a weekend break followed by another full week full of opportunities.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Dom pressures you for sex, so you trick him and use the poser to control him and make him drop the issue. At school Mei begs you to swap back after seeing your messy attire. With that week comes to an end.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I owe him nothing. I brushed off his hand and stepped away.
“No thanks, I think I’ve had enough ‘excitement’.” I expected that to be the end of it.
“Now that’s not really fair.” He stepped over and put his hand on my shoulder again. I saw a dangerous look in his eye and realised the danger I was in. He wasn't giving me a choice. In his eyes I owed him and if I didn't pay up he'd just take it from me.
Shit this was bad. He leaned in for a kiss and I turned my head avoid contact. Instead of kissing me he then licked the side of my cheek.
“Stop it Dom.” If only I had my phone. I could force him to stop but right now I was just an ordinary girl.
“What? Are you scared? Don’t be. Just relax and let me show you how. You don’t need to be so shy.” This guy’s seduction technique needed a lot of work. I couldn’t get away and with no-one around calling for help would only make things worse. His hand landed on my waist and ran up the inside of my blouse. He wasn’t stopping despite me telling him. The only way to stop him would be to fight, but if I lost then it might make things much worse.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You refuse but he doesn't stop. He isn't giving you a choice and without anyone to help you have to decide to either fight back or let him continue.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Fight back|DomSc3a]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Let him have his way|DomSc3b]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t bother with a warning. My knee went straight for the balls and scored a critical hit. Next I swung my fist and struck him under the chin with more force than I thought this body had.
“Get off me you piece of shit.” He was stunned so I swung for the legs and knocked him onto the ground then delivered a kick straight to his nose. That was enough to end this and a broken nose would ensure he didn’t forget it. As a final measure I took the keys from his car and threw them over a high wire fence. I left Dom rolling around in pain as I escaped the scene. I could call the police, but frankly that was a pain and I had my own form of justice that was much more effective.
I arrived home much too late to get bus into school. Chloe had already left for work so even receiving a lift was out of the question. I sent Mei a text telling her to come to mine afterschool. She followed through and arrived outside my house not long after school finished for the week.
“What happened?” She asked. The fact I’d skipped school then told her to come round mine was a clear indication there had been a problem.
“Well you know Dom?”
“Dom the asshat?” Evidently Mei both knew of him and wasn’t fond of him.
“He invited me to a Rave, I went, had a great time… and then he tried to rape me.” No other way to say it than be blunt.
“Tried and failed?”
“Yeah. You’re actually stronger than you look.” That kick I had delivered to his groin must have really hurt.
“Thanks… I think.” Mei took a deep breathe then continued. “Joe let’s just call it even. I’m not apologising, just to be clear, but I think this game will just serve to harm us both.” Before I may have refused and said I’d only swap back if I got the apology I wanted, but after what had nearly occurred, that opinion had changed.
“Yeah. I think that’s best.” I fired up the body swap function and swapped us back to normal.
“I’m back.” Mei moved her hands across her body as if she was checking nothing was missing. “I’m glad this is all over. I’m going to head back and tell my parents.”
“I’ll do the same when they get home.” And that was exactly what we did. It went smoothly for both of us. During the weekend I got back into the rhythm of things and everything returned to normal… except it really hadn’t. I still had the Reborn app and the only thing that had changed was that I now knew how to use it. Monday would be the start of a new week and one I was looking forward to.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You lash out and land four well aimed hits that leave Dom rolling around pain. You make a quick exit and call Mei. After school you both swap back to normal having reached a truce. Next week, here we go.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>His hands crawled up the inside of my blouse. Fearful of what might happen if I resisted I let him continue.
“See? Just relax.” I wasn’t relaxed in the slightest. His hand changed direction and moved under my skirt, touching my panties and rubbing my clenched pussy.
“You’re so moist.” That was a lie. I knew what he was doing but it wouldn’t work. That didn’t stop him trying and he continued to rub my panties as if it would make start to feel good. “It feels real good doesn’t it?”
This wasn’t some shitty porno where the girl caves in from the pleasure. I prayed a lack of response would cause him to get bored of this but he didn’t stop. He undid the buttons on my blouse and opened it up.
“Next bra, you really look sexy in it.” The seduction attempts continued to bounce of me. His hands began groping my chest, then he took off my bra and continued groping me. He tried several techniques to make me feel good but every time it just felt disgusting.
“Don’t make me do all the work, turn around.” I didn’t want to. “Or maybe you want to look me in the eye as we do it?” That thought repulsed me so much that I turned. Not having to look at him didn’t make me feel any better. He grabbed my ass and pulled aside my panties. His finger touched my pussy directly then slid inside. I had never felt so defiled and it would only get worse. He tore open a condom wrapper and put on the condom. Next he rubbed a satchel of clear lube on his shaft and lined it up with my pussy. I couldn’t help but try and clench to deny him entry but he <<click "broke through">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/DomScene1.png]]<</replace>><</click>> my defences easily.
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“Relax, it’ll feel much better if you just listen to me.” He seemed confident that once I stopped resisting I’d start to enjoy it. It was how men like him liked to think. When I finally did relax it wasn’t because I was enjoying it, it was because the worst had passed and now my thoughts were filled with those of revenge. I let him continue and while his pleasure increased the only increase I felt was an increased hatred.
“3… 2… 1… Lift off!” Captain Original came hard inside me. I was thankful for the latex shield that was keeping it from impregnating me. He pulled out and lent over me.
“See that wasn’t at all bad. We can do this again anytime you want.”
“How about we go back to mine and continue?” I invited him back to mine not so that we could continue, but so that I could retrieve my phone and used it to fuck this bastard up.
“Nah. I’ll drop you off in town.” He wasn’t even taking me to my house. He’d just pulled up nearby and kicked me out like used goods in need of fly tipping. Because of that I arrived home after everyone else had left. I was in no mood to go to school; or rather I was in no mood to go to school to learn. Dom may have thought he was done with me but I wasn’t done with him. Nobody fucks me and gets away with it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Dom proceeds to have his way with you. He rapes your pussy from behind then when he is done discards you like a used condom. You are forced to make your own way home where you retrieve your phone and can think of nothing but revenge.<<endif>>
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<<set $update4 = "yes">><<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I arrived at school as Mei considerably late. This meant I needed to sign in at the school office. There was a sheet for signing in but I wouldn’t be using it. I approached the glass window and peered inside. The receptionist had her back to me using the water cooler. Perfect. I targeted her with the poser.
“Do everything I tell you to do. Give me any information I ask for.” She turned around and I put my phone away. None the wiser that she was now under my influence she approached the front counter and slid open the glass.
“How can I help you?”
“I need you to change my attendance to say I arrived on time.” Normally the school office would never alter attendance records for any reason.
“Certainly, anything else?” The receptionist was absolutely under my control if that was her response.
“Great. Next I need you to tell me Dom’s home address.” Giving out that information was also something they would never do. With the app’s influence she instead went over to the office computer and printed out Dom’s school file. It included his date of birth, emergency contact number, parents’ names and of course his home address.
“Thank you. Now forget this ever happened.” Officially Mei would be marked in as being in attendance so I was free to leave now. With a piece of paper in hand I left the school building again. It was another bus ride back to my house where I typed the address I’d been given into the online map and was given a route between my house and his.
“That’s pretty far away.” Dom lived on the other side of town. I’d need two buses to get there and it would take an hour at best. To get my revenge though it was nothing. I changed using what clothes I had to make myself presentable then got going. This time things would be very different between us. There were a few ways I could go about this though.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use the school records to get Dom's home address. He lives a fair distance away. You are determined to get revenge and wonder how to go about it.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Enlist some man muscle to help|DomVen2b]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Let him experience things from my side|DomVen2a]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I got off the second bus in what I’d describe as one of the nicer parts of town. I was expecting Dom to be living in a shithole suiting of him but this place was rather nice. Using the address I got from the school I found his house easily.
“You piece of shit.” It was far nicer than what he deserved. It wasn’t a mansion by any means, maybe 50% bigger than Chloe’s home. Parked outside in the spacious driveway was his brother’s car. That confirmed this was definitely the place. I took out my phone and loaded the app. I rang the doorbell but got no response.
“Asshole is probably asleep.” I kept on ringing the bell until he finally appeared. The moment I could target him I did. Without delay I swapped our bodies around. It caught him completely off guard. The next thing he knew was that he was being pulled into his own home by himself.
“What the fuck is going on?” He then caught a glimpse of us in the mirror. His brain desperately tried to make sense of this situation. I’d snatch my phone immediately so it was back in my hands.
“You know how you raped me? Well it’s your turn.” I grabbed him by the wrist but he fought me off. Mei’s body had a little more strength than I thought, but physical strength meant nothing when the app was involved. I targeted him with the modify function and used it to sap his body of its strength. Now he was as weak as a child and I easily overpowered him.
“Is anyone else home?” I asked.
“N-no…” I held him by the wrist to stop him escaping. “What’s going on? Why am I...”
“So helpless? Like I was? Don’t you think that this is what you deserve?”
“Who are you?”
“I’m the one you raped this morning.”
“I didn’t…”
“You did, and now I’m doing the same to you.” I began groping his chest. He tried to stop me but without any strength he couldn’t get away. He had to just take it like I had been forced to do.
“Stop!”
“Did you stop for me?” He knew the answer but didn’t want to say it.
“You’re a girl. It’s different.” This guy seriously believed that? Now I was even angrier than before. I pulled down his skirt then his panties. There was a lovely large mirror in the hallway so I moved him over to it so he could see himself.
“How does it feel? Do you look at yourself and see a girl who wants to have sex?” He looked at himself standing there helpless as I continued to grope him.
“No. So let me go!”
“Really? Well by your own words you’ll start enjoying it soon enough.” That was this guy’s belief and I was about to shatter it. I unfastened my belt and dropped my pants freeing the erect cock. I held him so that he could see it as I rammed it inside.
“It hurts!” Yeah, I was fully aware of what it felt like to have a cock shoved inside you when you didn’t want it. I started to enjoy this. <<click "Getting my own back">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/DomScene3.png]]<</replace>><</click>> felt amazing and the act was rather enjoyable. When I hit my peak and came inside it was easily the best ejaculation I’d ever experienced. I dropped my victim onto the floor and looked down on him feeling a sense of superiority. That first taste had me hooked. The only problem was that the asshole still had Mei’s body. I gave it ten minutes then cleaned Mei’s body off before swapping back.
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“Just so you know, I’m not Mei. I’m an agent of vengeance and if you ever rape another girl I’ll be back.” I didn’t want Mei suffering any consequences for this. Speaking of her I should probably give her this body back. Our pointless squabbling would get in the way of what I planned to do with the app.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>TBD<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|DomVen3a]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I’d return what he had done to me a hundred fold. Rather than dirty my hands I’d find someone to do the dirty work for me. I knew the perfect person to go to. His nick name was Steve and he was a self-proclaimed ‘Big Gay’. He was my second cousin and I rarely spoke to him but I had his address. Hoping he’d be home I grabbed a bus and headed for his house. He worked the nightshift at the airport so he wouldn’t be at work right now. Upon arriving I rang the doorbell and soon after received a response. Steve was a large man through genetics, and muscular through regular workouts at the gym. Age twenty-three he played rugby at a semi-professional level and frequented the city’s gay bars. I didn’t bother explaining things. I just targeted him with the poser and started giving orders. A few minutes later we were in his car on our way to pay Dom a visit.
I arrived at an address at what I’d describe as one of the nicer parts of town. I was expecting Dom to be living in a shithole suiting of him but this place was rather nice.
“You piece of shit.” It was far nicer than what he deserved. It wasn’t a mansion by any means, maybe 50% bigger than Chloe’s home. Parked outside in the spacious driveway was his brother’s car. That confirmed this was definitely the place. I took out my phone and loaded the app. I rang the doorbell but got no response.
“Asshole is probably asleep.” I kept on ringing the bell until he finally appeared. The moment I could target him I did.
“Invite us inside without raising alarm,” I ordered. He obeyed and allowed me and Steve entry.
“Hey what are you two doing?” Dom asked very annoyed and also slightly afraid.
“What’s wrong? Tell me honestly what you are feeling right.” I issued that as an order.
“Your big friend makes me nervous. I’m afraid he’ll do something to me.”
“I felt the same this morning. You fucked the wrong person Dom. Now it’s your turn. Steve, take it away.” I’d used the poser to put Steve completely under my control. He knew what to do and grabbed Dom. Dom tried to struggle but Steve held him firmly.
“It’s useless to resist. Why don’t you just relax? I’m sure it will start to feel good if you do.”
“Don’t fuck with me!” Dom spat.
“Funny, that’s what you did to me and is what I plan to have Steve do to you.” I clicked my fingers and Steve ripped down Dom’s trousers.
“No stop!” He yelled.
“If you had listened to me when I said those words you wouldn’t be in this situation.” Steve easily overpowered him. We dragged him upstairs and then threw him face down on the bed with his ass up in the air.
“Brace yourself boy, I’m going in dry,” Steve taunted before ramming his thick cock straight up Dom’s ass. The expression on Dom’s face was pure justice. His groans were music to my ears. I watched the show as he continued begging for me to stop.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You bring the biggest guy you know in to help you. When you arrive at Dom's house he easily overpowers Dom. You mock Dom as your big friend fucks his ass raw.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Break him completely|DomVenEnd2]]</div>I set down my drink and checked my target was still dancing. He was, or at least he called it dancing because nobody had the guts to tell him how shit he was. You’d think a guy who had just used his parent’s money to get him out of a nasty court case would lay low for a while but not this guy. He was the second son of the third wife of a wealthy businessman. He was used to getting what he wanted and also followed in his father’s footsteps of using his money to sleep with the most attractive girl around. Sometimes money wasn’t enough though; sometimes he had to use other methods to getting what he wanted.
That was why I was here. In his pocket was a small tube containing a clear tasteless drug that when slipped into someone’s drink would make them a lot easier to bring back to the bedroom. He’d been caught before but money was a wonderful thing when it came to staying out of jail. Money however wouldn’t protect him from me. He was already speaking with his next victim.
“Yeah so I’m an amazing cook, I’ve got this dish called the ‘Le meilleur plat jamais’.” His butchered French failed to impress the girl he was speaking with. That was when he made his move. He gave the signal to his wingman that moved in to distract the girl. The moment her attention was diverted the silver tube was opened and two small pills sank to the bottom of her drink dissolving very quickly.
“Anyway let me tell you about this amazing story.” The girl’s attention was back on him. His story was one entirely fictional he made up to stall for time and let his date rape drug come into effect. I could have stepped in, but I was letting it progress to a suitable point. The girl fell under the influence of the drug and agreed to head back to this guy’s apartment. First however she had a sudden urge to use the toilet and while at the toilet she encountered me.
“I’ll borrowing your image,” I informed her. It was too late to stop me; I’d already copied her guise and applied it to myself. “Stay here then leave five minutes from now,” I ordered with the poser. Next I purged the drug from her body then left the toilets in her place.
“Shall we go?” I said to her would-be rapist. I wasn’t good at pretending to be drugged, but this drunken asshole wasn’t any good at reading my true intentions either. He escorted me to a taxi and sat in the back next to me. There he continuously groped my leg and ran his hand up and down. I endured it, the more I endured the sweeter my justice would taste. The moment we were through the door of his apartment he was groping me. I played along for about ten seconds, then I grabbed his wrist and twisted it round his back while pinning him against a wall.
“Wow what the fuck?” He knew this wasn’t ordinary foreplay. He’d probably also realised I was stronger than what I should have been. Thank the app for that.
“What’s the matter? Your drug not having the effect you expected?” He began panicking but tried to hide it.
“What drug? What do you mean?” He was a terrible lair. I took out my phone and used my free hand to access the Reborn app. A minute later and I was now the man, and he was a helpless girl lying on the bed completely helpless.
“Who are you?” She asked. I reversed the change I’d made to her physical strength leaving her helpless.
“Me? I’m you now, and you’re my victim.” I set upon her and gave her the full experience. No matter how many time she begged or said no I kept on going. She promised never to lay a hand on another woman several times but I kept on going. When I done she had cum pouring from her ass, and tears streaming down her face.
“Remember, if you ever harm a woman again then I’ll be back.” I left after that expecting that to be the end of it, but it wasn’t. I turned the corner but came to an abrupt halt as barring my way was a figure in a long crimson coat.
“You know, I usually punish people severely for abusing the power of the Reborn app,” she said to me as a greeting.
“How do you know about that?” Who was she and how did she know about the app.
“I’m Hunter, the one who hunts down the people abusing the power but… I can’t decide what to do with you. Dishing out ironic punishments to the scum of the earth, that’s something that describes us both.”
“I’m doing what the justice system doesn’t.” She laughed at my statement.
“It goes against my principle, but I’ll let you hold onto that power for a little while longer. You’re amusing to watch.” She laughed again them suddenly she was gone. I looked around but there was no sign of her.
“Strange.” If she was gone then there was nothing I could do. I had vowed to bring justice to the city’s scum and that wasn’t going to change just because of some mysterious encounter.
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Alright Steve that’s enough.” I gave the signal to stop. Steve pulled out and I walked over and grabbed Dom by the chin.
“Do you understand what will happen if you ever lay a finger on me again?” He nodded repeatedly in response. Good. Looks like he had learnt his lesson. I left with Steve and had him drive back to his place. I then erased his memory of the event so he was none the wiser about what had happened. If Dom was smart he’d never mention it again either. I doubted he’d go to the police, and even if he did it would be pointless. The app had too much power now, even the police couldn’t do shit against me now.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>TBD<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|DomVen4b]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I opened up the app and locked onto Dom. All this tearful begging was getting ruining the mood. I began adjusting his body a little to make it much more accommodating for Steve’s cock. First I forced his ass muscles to relax. This made it much easier for Steve to move. Next I began to make his ass hyper sensitive to pleasure. I was amusing to watch him try so hard to resist what his body was now telling him.
“Does it feel good?” I teased.
“No!” He spoke with dishonesty.
“Are you sure? You told me that I’d enjoy it once we started. Doesn’t the same rule apply to you?”
“You’re a woman, I’m a man.” What a piece of shit. Well time to increase his torture further. I ramped up the pleasure then told Steve to go all out. It wasn’t long before Steve was pumping his load into Dom’s rectum. It didn’t stop. I ordered Steve to keep on going. With the app I ensured his body didn’t tire and it wasn’t long before a second wave of semen was inside Dom’s now loose fuckhole. He’d stopped begging for me to stop and the pleasure was now showing on his face.
“Enjoying yourself?” He didn’t answer. His dick had gone hard and was dripping pre-cum over the sheets. Half an hour passed and I still wasn’t bored of watching this. Dom’s body was at its limit however so I ordered Steve to take a break. An impressive pool of cum poured from Dom’s ass as Steve pulled out. It was a shame I’d have to empty Dom’s bowels with what I was going to do next. I targeted him with the app, and rolled back his body to what it had been like before we started. Now I could break him all over again.
“Steve, you know what to do.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You continue torturing Dom, unsatisfied with just this.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|DomVenEnd2b]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I flicked the light switch as I stepped down into the basement. I heard the chains rattle as Dom became aware of my presence. I saw Dom where I had left him, chained to a bed with a vibrator deep in his ass. Sure I could have ordered him to never leave instead of chaining him up, but that wasn’t as fun. I don’t think he had much plans to leave at this stage away. The past few days he had learned to enjoy having something in his ass and now he couldn’t live without it.
“Unfortunately Steve is busy today,” I told him. He didn’t react. His expression was vacant as if his soul had already moved on leaving behind an empty shell of a body. “But don’t worry, I brought some new friends.” Two large men descended the steps behind me. These two didn’t even need to be ordered with the poser to help me, I simply persuaded them with a few promising words and they leapt at the chance for some action.
“I’ll leave you in their hands.” The two men unchained Dom and began passing him between them.
“This is one loose ass; it’s like throwing a sausage down a waterslide.” The two men I’d brought in got down to business quickly.
“Have fun.” I left to handle other affairs. There were people far worse than Dom out there in the world. Sure none of them had wronged me personally, but that didn’t mean I was going to ignore them. One guy in a dirty basement was only the start of what I’d planned. When I was done I’d have every sex offender in the country locked up.
I was glad I had received the app that day because ever since things had gotten real fun.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices Dom is now chained up and being tossed around like a cheap sex toy. His mind is now in ruins but you continue torturing him. <<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I left the house early that Saturday with Zenn walking beside me. It wasn’t a bad day by any means but last night had been slightly problematic for us.
“I seem to have failed to convert much of the knowledge you gave from short-term to long-term memory,” she explained. I wasn’t quite sure how that worked, but I understood it was a problem. The solution in my eyes was simple. If she was losing knowledge while she slept then we’d do away with sleep. There were many animals in the animal kingdom that could go without sleep for long periods of time, and some that didn’t even need it. Obviously I wouldn’t find those kinds of animals just walking down the street, but I would find them all caged up in the city’s zoo. Redrock zoo was one of the biggest and best in the country. Zenn and I arrived at the ticket kiosk a little early, and using the poser got in for free and before the doors opened to the public.
While it was perfectly normal to be holding up a smartphone and using it to take pictures of animals, I didn’t want anyone bothering us or getting in our way.
“Bullfrogs are known to never sleep except during winter hibernation. We should visit them first.” I trusted Zenn’s knowledge on the issue. While she had forgotten a lot of what she learned yesterday, today was a brand new day and the numerus zoo keepers were easy prey. A few taps was all I needed to give Zenn a huge library of animal knowledge that grew with each zoo keeper I targeted. We soon arrived at the amphibian enclosure and found our target frogs. I was getting good at this whole trimming away what I didn’t want business. I quickly gave Zenn the traits I wanted then we moved on.
“They say elephants never forget, maybe they have something we can use?” I suggested.
“It is true elephants have exceptionally good memories,” Zenn replied. She’d know since she was already carrying the knowledge of several zoo keepers. We headed up to the elephant enclosure next. We didn’t stop after that. There were lots of animals who had mental traits that would come in very useful to us. By the end of the day Zenn had a very different mind from that she woke up with. On the way home from the zoo, I selected people at random who looked intellectual and gave their knowledge to Zenn. She was full of knowledge when we arrived home and rather than smuggle her in again I just cheated and used the poser.
“I order everyone to act like Zenn has always been a part of this family.” That simple order should hold until I can think of something better. In my room Zenn immediately went to my computer and began doing research.
“What are you doing?” I was curious.
“Master may I borrow the app? I wish to make improvements to myself.” I didn’t see the harm in it.
“Sure but you aren’t to use it on me and after five minutes will give it back to me.” I gave her two orders as insurance. She didn’t argue and I handed her the app. She targeted herself with the modify function and began to make changes. “Master are you aware I could simply target myself with the poser then order myself to ignore your orders?”
“Oh. I guess you’re right you could.” She was smart. Well that was to be expected given her current state of mind. She continued to modify her body though showing no signs of acting against my will. When the five minutes were up she’d already finished making the changes. She handed back my phone then began browsing the internet with incredible pace. The speed she was going at would put fast readers to shame. Not only that but she wasn’t reading a novel or even articles, she was looking up equations and complicated material I couldn’t even begin to comprehend. She spent the entire evening on the computer, the stuff she was looking at getting more and more complicated each passing hour.
“I’m going to bed, have fun.” She didn’t need sleep with her new physiology. I had some pleasant dreams, but when I awoke I’d find myself in a nightmare.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You leave the house with Zenn and head to the zoo. There you give her a bunch of animal attributes to aid with her memory problems. She then spends the entire evening studying and improving her knowledge.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I usually slept in on Sundays, but that morning I was woken by the sound of furious typing. I was slow to rise but when I saw the state of my room I was wide awake.
“Holy fuck.” It was a mess, and Zenn, she was a monster. I saw three heads attached to a single body, each with their own pair of arms working a computer.
“I borrowed your father’s desktop and Hana’s laptop.” That explained the three computers; it didn’t explain why she’d turned into a monster.
“Zenn… what did you do to your body?”
“I realised I could work faster this way. I’ll return to normal when I need to move but while working this appearance is most efficient. Perhaps if I had more tools and a larger area I could work faster.” She didn’t care that she’d become a monster.
“What are you doing?” I fearfully asked. I saw on one monitor she was reading something, on the next she working through a tutorial and then on the third she was coding something.
“I’m creating an advanced program to assist me. I’ve realised that to achieve anything money is required. Using my skills and knowledge I have been working to earn money. A lack of proper identification only hindered me a little. Fortunately these crypto currencies don’t require such a thing.” She was getting out of control.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>When you wake up you find Zenn had turned herself into a monster. You realise she may be getting out of control with her 'improvements' and decide what to do.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Let her go all out|Dave4d2e2]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I see.” I don’t know what she was doing but this wasn’t what I’d intended. She had my phone sitting next to her so I reached over and took it. She didn’t try to stop me.
“Master have I done something wrong?” One head continued to speak me while the other two continued working.
“Where do I begin? Don’t worry, I’ll fix it.” I used the app to turn her back to how she should be.
“Zenn I don’t want you turning into a monster. Nor do I want you conducting shady business while I sleep.”
“I was unaware that was forbidden.” I’m thankful for her being very understanding.
“I’m pushing the boundaries of humanity; if you turn yourself into a monster then it defeats the purpose. Now I know what you’re thinking, haven’t I already defeated the purpose by fusing you with animals? Technically yes, but internal changes are okay.”
“So your goal is improving me, without changing my appearance?”
“Precisely.” With that cleared up Zenn went into thought again. “And we have to at least appear to be playing by the rules understand?”
“I understand. I’ll perform at best I can without changing my outside appearance or acting against the law. Master please relax and allow me to handle everything.” She was becoming quite independent. I was beginning to fear she might turn on me. I had to be cautious so I took the app and gave her an order.
“Zenn remain still and answer my questions truthfully.”
“Understood master.” Using the app prevented her from lying, for my own peace of mind I needed to know the truth.
“Zenn, do you realise that you could do so much more without serving me?”
“That is incorrect master. I am to become to the perfect being, yet when I think about a world without you I feel empty. Humans do not better themselves without purpose, and my purpose is to better serve you.”
“So you will never harm me or allow harm to come to me?”
“That is correct master.” She was so loyal. Perhaps in her huge pool of knowledge she’d found something that I couldn’t understand. Heck she might even know what the answer to the ultimate question is. I didn’t ask her it though. We decided to spend the day continuing to improve her. In her free time she continued researching and in her research she found the answer as to how best perform in a modern society.
“Leave everything to me master, I’ll guide you towards a bright future!”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You reel her in and instruct her to stick to the rules of society. Understanding that she promises to lead you to a bright future.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t understand what she was doing, but she was doing it for my sake. I could ask what she had been doing but I wouldn’t understand any of it. I was certain however it was big.
“Is this project going to endanger us?”
“Everything is within my calculations. People will harbour ill-intent towards us, and may think about making an attempt our lives but they’ll never get close.”
“Oh… well is there anything I can do help?”
“Yes. I require more space and more facilities immediately. Can you arrange them for me?”
“Um how much space and facilities?”
“As many computers as you can requisition.”
“Easy. C’mon let’s go. What do you need to bring with you.” The answer was just Hana’s laptop. I turned her back to normal as to not draw questionable looks and headed out. It was a Sunday which meant most people were off work. Right now there was numerous office blocks in the city with little to no-one in them. I found one where the security guard was visible and used the poser to get inside. He gave us the keys the place and with him under our control we could ensure nobody would bother us. The building we’d taken over belonged to a game development studio. It was actually quite a large one so there were a lot of powerful machines for us to access. We didn’t have the passwords, so the guard gave the lead producer a call and soon she arrived believing there to be a sudden emergency. Once inside the building she was ours and unlocked all the computers for us. I gave the app back to Zenn who used it to turn herself into a bigger monster than before. She altered her form into one with many heads and even more arms. A single grotesque body stretched out access all the computer it could. How was she even able to sustain herself? Did each body have its own circulatory system? There were questions I didn’t have the answer to, and were ones I didn’t want the answer to either. What I wanted to know was just what was she doing?
“What are you doing?” I asked what I assumed to be her main head.
“Creating a program to sell for money, searching for an unused location to use and skilled labours to assist me in setting up. Don’t worry master; I know that I cannot reveal myself to anyone as I am. That is why I’m conducting my business online away from their eyes.”
“I mean, what is your end goal?” She told me what she was doing, but not why she was doing it.
“My end goal?” Silence filled the room as her entire body stopped moving. “You created me to be the perfect being, so I guess that means my goal is to surpass God… but to do that I must first understand just what I am. I am a creation of your will, but the power that created me is still a mystery. If I am to become perfect I must understand it!” She resumed typing.
“So you wish to try and understand the power of the Reborn app?” I asked for clarification.
“Precisely master.” I couldn’t deny I was also curious about it. What was the Reborn app and how did it do the impossible. I stepped back and give Zenn my full support was she tried to crack that secret. Little did I know at the time was that secret was well protected.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You allow her to continue being a monster. You also assist her in doing so and she embarks on a question to reveal the secrets of the Reborn App.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Dave’s idea was alright but I preferred mine better. I wanted to make Mei laugh without using the poser on her. If she laughed at someone else’s misfortune, then she’d be forced to admit that from the other side it was indeed funny. I didn’t want to ruin someone’s life so the target of my plan was clear.
“We’ll target Gregg,” I explained to Dave. Gregg was without a doubt the class clown. He was by far the most immature classmate I had. Once he’d farted in class only to stand up and take a bow as people laughed. Embarrassment to him meant something completely different.
“Why Gregg? He’s funny… Oh… yeah good choice.” Dave got why I was targeting him. Gregg wouldn’t mind having the attention centred on him. In fact he’d bath in it.
“Let’s put our heads together and work out what we are going to do. It has to be big, and it has to happen in a location that Mei, Gregg and I will all be present.”
“We have shop class tomorrow. All four of us will be there.” Mei was among the few girls who’d taken industrial arts as a subject. Her reasoning didn’t matter, what was important was that we’d all be present in a room filled with tools we could use to our advantage.
“I feel a plan forming,” Dave mumbled. I felt one too. We began to explain our individual ideas and then we put them together into what would be an amusing display. We’d need the app to do it, so I left it in the charger overnight. Dave left my house excited for tomorrow. I couldn’t deny I was also feeling excited for the mischief we were about to cause.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to make your classmate Gregg the victim of an amazing stunt to make Mei laugh. As he is a class clown he'll love the attention. You work out the details then Dave heads home.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t usually hold Dave’s ideas with high regard, but this idea might be the trick to diffusing this situation. It was also rather simple to execute, target Mei with the personality modifier and boom, problem solved. Actually that was over simplifying it. Mei wouldn’t give me any room for trial and error which meant I needed to test it first. Fortunately I had the ideal test subject sitting directly in front of me.
“Alright Dave let’s give this a shot.” I targeted him and began making changes. The problem with Dave was that his sense of humour was already a strong one. He laughed at things he didn’t understand simply because it sounded like it should be funny. Still there was always room for improvement. I began changing settings and then hit apply. Two seconds passed then Dave began smirking.
“What?” He’d found something amusing without me saying anything.
“Butts.” He suddenly broke out in laughter. Okay apparently I’d given him the same sense of humour as an immature child. I quickly fixed that. The trial and error continued until I achieved a result I was satisfied with. I tested it on the other members of my family to double check. It worked on each person so with that I was ready to go.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to go with Dave's idea. You do a few trail runs to get it right and now you're ready to go.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|MeiH8b]]<<set $update4 = "yes">><<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I awoke to the sound of the app updating. I briefly glanced at the update notes but the only thing I saw was disappointment.
'Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.'
Final update? That was a shame. Well I couldn’t complain. What I’d already received had gone beyond my wildest fantasies and had made this past week a fun one. Today was going to be the climax of it all though. I got dressed, filled up on breakfast, hopped on the bus and arrived at school not long after. Dave found me instantly and we quickly disappeared to begin preparations. Shop class was after morning break so we had some time to prepare.
“I saw Gregg come in,” Dave explained. Great so we know he is definitely at school today. His absence count was above average so I’d been a little worried he’d skip today. We tracked down Mr Maxford, the industrial arts teacher, and began discussing our plan with him under the influence of the poser of course. Everything was soon in place and later as I entered the classroom I couldn’t help but give Dave a wide grin. Mr Maxford arrived and after we took our seats he put his key into the control switch that powered all the heavy machinery.
“Alright class, I’ll be giving a demonstration on how to use the heavy pedestal drill today.” That came as sudden announcement for the entire class. Half the class knew how to use it already; we were in our final year after all. The truth that only Dave and I knew was that Mr Maxford was under the influence of the poser.
“Gregg you’ll be my assistant.” He was going through with the commands we’d given him perfectly. Gregg was also under our influence. He got up and they both stood next to the large drill that was designed to drill holes through sheet metal. Nobody else had a clear shot of what happened next as they both enacted orders they had been given without realising they were doing it. The moment the drilled was turned on there was a loud rip as not only was Gregg’s shirt caught by the machine and torn off his body, his trousers went with it. In a moment his uniform had gone from being on his body to being a ball of fabric spinning on the machine. It seemed implausible but I had actually sabotaged Gregg’s uniform during morning break. Gregg was now stood in just his underwear with eyes of the class on him. A brief giggle then full blown laughter. Dave and I joined in while I watched Mei in the corner of my eye. She was giggling in amusement at what had occurred. It wasn’t full blown laughter, but she had found it funny and that was what was important.
“Nice boxers Gregg,” one boy mocked. Gregg recovered from the surprise of what had just happened and his talent for improv kicked in.
“Well an underwear model like myself can’t be caught wearing an ugly pair.” Gregg was eating up the attention. He stood proudly instead of showing an ounce of shame. He was proving that no matter the situation it was only embarrassing if you allowed it to be.
“Are you alright?” Mr Maxford was more concerned with his health.
“Fine… can’t say the same from my clothes.” The drill had come to a halt allowing Gregg to retrieve his ruined uniform.
“Here take my jacket,” Mr Maxford offered his tweed jacket.
“No thanks sir, it’s a bit warm for that.” Eventually the class calmed down and Mr Maxford got some spare clothes for Gregg. The school kept spare uniforms for several purposes so fitted Gregg with one of those. It was a size too large but he didn’t mind. He hadn’t been wearing his blazer at the time of the incident so all its valuables were safe. The fuss took up most of the class time leaving very little time to do actual work. I didn’t get a chance to speak with Mei but that was fine because I’d see her at lunch anyway.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Your plan goes off without a hitch and the entire class ends up in hysterics. Even Mei laughs and you can't wait to speak to her at lunch about it.<<endif>>
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[[Next|MeiH9a]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>“That was amusing wasn’t it?” Dave said to Mei. It would be too suspicious if I said it.
“Amusing? It was hilarious,” Mei replied. I sat down next to her.
“I thought so too. Gregg handled it well though. His face didn’t even go red, he just kept calm and rode the wave,” I said checking for Mei’s reaction.
“So you’re saying if I didn’t get embarrassed then... wait was I saying?” Mei was unsure of the point she was trying to make.
“I’m saying if you had of rode the wave nobody would have cared. Yes it was funny, but even the fickle people won’t bring it up if they think you enjoyed it.” I hoped this worked.
“Oh so that was your plan,” Yumi suddenly commented.
“Plan?” Mei was immediately suspicious. It took her a few seconds but the pieces began to click. “You did that?!?”
“Dave and I bare equal responsibility.” No point denying it.
“You humiliated Gregg like you humiliated me!”
“He didn’t seem humiliated.” Dave came to my aid.
“Let’s find out.” I turned my head and called out to Gregg who was sitting two tables over. “Hey Gregg was it humiliating?”
“Humiliated? Me? You really don’t know me,” He yelled back. I turned back round to Mei.
“See?” Mei had realised the situation she was in. Everyone was on my side and after witnessing first-hand what it was like when one else was the victim, and how little said victim cared, she didn’t have any ground left to stand on.
“Fine,” she mumbled.
“Pardon?”
“I said fine!” She blurted out. “You’ve proven your point. I over reacted… but don’t think this changes anything! Don’t you dare ever the app on me without permission understand?” She gave me a powerful warning stare.
“I understand.” Not that I’d let her know beforehand if I was going to do it. With this whole situation cleared up I could sit back and enjoy my lunch. By the end of the school everything had returned to normal between us… well almost. I still had in my pocket my phone and on it was a powerful app that could do the impossible. I’d take a break this weekend to get to fully explores it functionality, then on Monday I’d use it to the fullest.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Mei finally admits defeat regarding what happened. You don't get to celebrate though as she gives you a stern warning about using the app on her in the future.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>That morning I had Dave scout ahead for me to find Mei, then I had him distract her as I used the personality modify function on her. I was quick and when I was done I ducked way. Dave ended the conversation soon after then met me outside our classroom.
“Now we sit back and wait for results.” Those results appeared during our first class together. Mei, Dave and myself all had shop class together. We weren’t scheduled to do anything particularly interesting. Just learning some equations related to electrical circuits which we’d apparently need to use in our end of year projects. I wasn’t thinking that far ahead honestly. Nothing really was happening that would give Mei’s sense of humour a chance to show itself. That didn’t matter apparently as in the middle of class she began to laugh. I looked over and saw Dave, who was opposite her, was also laughing. They both were trying to hold it in, but doing so only made it worse.
“Quiet down you two,” Mr Maxford our teacher ordered. He waited for them to stop but they didn’t. They were laughing at the fact the other was laughing. It was an unstoppable cycle that would only end when one of them ran out of breath.
“Alright outside both of you.” Mr Maxford wasn’t in the mood for nonsense so threw them both out of the classroom. This meant I couldn’t target either of them with the app to stop their laughter. I had to wait until they were done. They both re-entered the classroom at their own accord trying not to look at each other. That wasn’t the end of it though. I wasn’t a psychologist so I couldn’t explain the reasoning behind it, but they both started to mess with each other. I saw messages being passed, pieces of rubber flicked between them and then what looked like a set of goal posts being constructed. This didn’t go unnoticed by Mr Maxford. As the class neared its end he opened a workbook to dish out some homework.
“I want questions 1 through 7 done for next class. Oh and the two clowns can do questions 8 through 15 as well, understood?”
“Yes sir.” Dave knew he was talking about him and Mei. He was used to receiving extra homework assignments. Mei on the other hand wasn’t. This was out of place for her and as a result she realised that she was acting in an unusual way. Luckily for me she didn’t realise the app was involved. I went onto my next class believing I’d gotten away with it, but I hadn’t.
During my next class there was a knock on the door and the vice-principal poked his head into the classroom.
“Joe, can you step outside for a moment?” I was called into the corridor and led back to his office. There I found a girl from the year below waiting.
“Take a seat,” the vice instructed. I wasn’t sure what was going on so I sat down in hopes of finding out. “Now can I see your phone? I need to verify Becky’s claims.” Internal alarm bells began ringing. Something was up and I had to act fast. The girl next to me had her head down like she had been hurt by something I’d done.
“Sure.” I reached into my pocket and slowly took out my phone. I’d just use the app on them to find out what was happening. That was my plan. Suddenly the girl next to me sprung into life, knocking my phone from my hand then snatching it from the air. It happened so fast. I reacted fast, attempting to get my phone back off her but she had already thrown it. My phone landed in Mei’s hands, she had opened the door the same moment the other girl sprang into action.
“Everyone stop!” The vice-principal yelled. They had no idea what was going on.
“That’s right, everyone stop moving!” Mei ordered. I froze in place and was unable to will myself to move. Shit Mei had used the poser on me. With everyone present frozen in place she entered the room and closed the door.
“Alright everyone return to your seats. Becky, you can leave but you will forget everything that just happened here, including when I asked you for your help.” Mei had recruited her to help. Dammit this was all her plan. “Okay Joe. I will give you back your phone. When I do you will undo everything you have done to me. You will only do that and you will return the phone to me once you have completed this task. Afterwards you will sit back down and not move until I say otherwise.” I was forced to obey Mei’s order. I could tell she was pissed at me and had definitely figured out what I’d done to her body. As ordered I undid everything then gave my phone back to her. I tried to find a loophole in her order that would give me grounds to disobey and turn this situation against her but I failed. Once again Mei had my phone and I had no idea what she might do with it.
“Don’t look so worried Joe. I’m not an unfunny fuckwit like you. I’m only doing what needs to be done.” She pointed the app at me, targeting me with one of its features. What I didn’t know was that she had just targeted me with memory alteration function.
And then I was back in class. It was just another normal Friday class and I’d just returned from the vice-principal’s office after a brief discussion about my falling grades. The past week was a bit of blur to me, I couldn’t remember much other than losing my phone down a drain. Reborn app? I’d never heard of it. Come Monday morning everything would be back to normal and I’d continued walking the path of an average Joe.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Your actions piss of Mei so much she gets her friend to assist her in getting your phone. She then erases your memory of it completely leaving you back where you started.<<endif>>
~Bad End - Pushed Mei too far ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]A crew of stylists, make-up artists and camera assistants fought for their turn to attend to me. They adjusted my tie by millimetres to get it absolutely perfect, padded my face with make-up and make sure the clip microphone was working.
“Alright everyone off the set, we are live in ten seconds.” The lights dimmed, the people attending to me vanished and I was left in darkness with the TV host sitting opposite me. Ten seconds passed and the lights came back on.
“Good evening, you’re watching Talk This Evening and tonight we have a very special guest with us.” How many people were watching me right now? There were hundreds in the studio audience alone and exponentially more watching from home. I was a big name. No longer an average Joe, I was the founder, president and CEO of what had in the past ten years become undoubtedly the biggest global corporation in the world, and I’d put in hardly any of the work.
“So where did it all begin?” The host asked me.
“Well it all started when I met my business partner Zenn.” I’d come up with a great backstory. A lot of people saw me as the brains of this global corporation, but they’d be wrong. I’d used the app to push my own mind to the limit of my capabilities, but it was Zenn who’d gone beyond those limits that had led me down this golden path. My father had spent his entire life struggling to climb the corporate business ladder. I on the other hand had it built beneath me.
“Where did you meet Zenn?” While everyone knew my face, nobody knew hers. She worked from the shadows and gave me advice that simply had to follow. She understood business perfectly. Her advanced mind allowed her to spot easy opportunities for profit and the best ways to capitalise on them.
“Well that’s a long story that actually begins with me sitting in detention afterschool on a Monday afternoon.” My story was mostly fabricated, but I liked throw in some truths such as when it all began. Naturally nobody knew about the app. Zenn had highly recommended I erase Dave’s memory of it so I followed through on that suggestion. She’d also been the one to recommend destroying it, something I’d also followed through on. I continued speaking with the host, showing the world I wasn’t a cold-hearted bastard as most corporate leaders tended to be. It was all part of Zenn’s plan. How much money was my company making me while I sat here talking? More than I’d have earned in my life if I had never found the app that was for sure.
Life sure was pretty easy when you had the perfect servant building the road ahead of you.
~ End - The Easy Road ~
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I stepped into the modern warehouse and called out to Zenn. She was usually easy to spot giving her monstrous size. Oddly I couldn’t see her working at any of her numerous computer stations.
“I’m over here master,” she called out. I followed her voice through the maze of computers. This place looked like the insides of a massive computer itself following Zenn’s takeover. Stacks of electronics created walls and navigating this mess was a nightmare for anyone unfamiliar with it.
“This way master,” Zenn’s voice guided me to her, but as I turned the last corner expecting to find one of Zenn’s many heads working away, I instead found a single head with unfamiliar white hair.
“You found me master.” She was mimicking Zenn’s voice perfectly. “Just kidding.” She revealed her true voice.
“Who are you?” Where was Zenn? And more importantly, where was my phone that Zenn had?
“You can call me Hunter. Although in this case my role is more of a cleaner.” Hunter ran her finger across one of Zenn’s keyboards. “I’m impressed. You almost figured it out, just one piece of the puzzle missing actually.” What was she talking about?
“What did you do to Zenn?”
“Turned her back into a squirrel, physically and mentally then released her back into the wild. I was being kind really. With the knowledge she’d acquired she could have actually discovered my secret and brought this whole universe crashing down. The question is, should I punish you or reward you for getting so close? Tell you what, name your reward and I’ll give it to you.”
“I want my phone.” If I had the app I could use it against her.
“Easy. Here you go.” She reached into her pocket and pulled out my phone. It looked like a crane had dropped a bowling ball on it. The screen was cracked and it was a misshapen mess.
“I wanted it back intact! Why did you destroy it?” She rolled her eyes at me.
“Why did I remove the power of the ‘Reborn app’? Such a tactful name. Humans were never meant to have it.”
“Then what you are?”
“Someone who is growing bored of these questions. I’m leaving, good-bye forever.” I blinked and she was gone. On the ground was my phone and surrounding me was all the things Zenn had bought as part of her quest to uncover the mysteries of the Reborn app. All information regarding it however had been wiped from them. What I was left with a mess of electronics and a warehouse I legally was responsible for. I sat down and put my head in my hands. What a mess. I felt regret, regret I’d let things get this far and regret to all the other things I’d missed out on doing because of this.
“Well I might as well sell all this crap.” At least I’d have nice sum of money at the end of the way, but that really didn’t compare to what I could have had. What really stung was that I’d never know the answer to the question Zenn had dedicated herself to finding out.
~ End - A Question Unanswered ~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I woke up with pleasant memories of what had happened the night before. Jane was still next to me asleep. I sat up and saw on the clock that it had been only three hours since I hit the hay but I felt amazing. First thing was first, I targeted her with the app and rolled back her body to cleanse it of my man milk. I tried to get out of bed without disturbing her but failed.
“Morning,” she groaned as I slipped out of bed. She didn’t say anything else and soon was dozing peacefully again. I headed into the bathroom to clean myself up. Even though I could have used the Reborn app I choose to take a shower instead. What followed was the best dam shower I’d ever experienced. Was this what it felt like the morning after sex? I felt like I could take on the world, then again my confidence boost probably factored into that. After a long shower I picked up my phone and sat back down on the bed. I began reading through today’s change to the Reborn app.
'Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.'
“Final update huh?” That was disappointing. Oh well, the features it had already given me already were not anything to complain about; not after what they had allowed me to experience last night.
“Final update?” Jane had woken up again and was getting close to seeing the app screen. I quickly closed it to hide what I’d been reading.
“Just a phone app.” I didn’t even need to lie. “Last night was great, but you look pretty good right now as well.”
“Oh stop. At least let me have a shower first.” She rolled out of bed and made her way to the bathroom. Soon I could hear the sound of water splashing against the tiled floor. I’d done pretty well for myself. It showed what a simple confidence boost could do. The problem now was that I was living a double life. It was the same problem Dave had. The body I had right now wasn’t my real body.
“But it could be…” I opened up the app and took a better look at that new feature.
“Okay let’s give this a shot.” If I was reading this right, I should be able to make it so that last night Jane believed the guy she had been dancing with was the real me. This could go two ways, make everyone believe that the body I had now was my true body, or make it o Jane believed my original body was the guy she’d been with last night. Well it really didn’t matter. I’d test it with the safer option and make so Jane believed my real body was the one she’d spent time with last night. I turned back to normal then fired up the Mass Memory Alteration, told it what I wanted it to do and after excluding myself as a target hit apply. A black screen followed as my phone died.
“Oh shit,” I tried switching it back on but to no avail. A cold sweat ran over me as I failed to bring my phone back online. The bathroom door opened and Jane stepped out and looked at me.
“Problem?” She didn’t react at all to my change of appearance.
“Does my face look okay?” I got her to focus on my face but she didn’t react.
“Didn’t you look at yourself in the mirror in the bathroom? I’ll let you past.” I stood up and stepped past her. She didn’t make any comment about me looking different. I saw in the mirror my regular face. I could only assume that the Mass Memory Alteration had worked.
“Sadly I’m out of time, but if you want to meet again then add my email.” She gave me her email. I couldn’t do anything with it since my phone was dead. I prayed it wasn’t permanently broken.
I got home as soon as I could and plugged my phonee into the charger. After a few minutes of charging I was able to power it back on. The app was still where I’d last seen it but given the power consumption I didn’t try to use it. I’d already missed the bus to school and Chloe had already left for work. There was no way to avoid being late but I wanted to speak with Dave so I grabbed a public bus and headed off.
I arrived during morning break. After signing in as late I quickly searched for Dave and found him spying on Cassidy.
“You look suspicious as hell,” I commented.
“What happened to you Joe?” He asked.
“Just the best night of my life. Met a girl, we talked, we danced and we had sex.” From the expression I was making Dave didn’t doubt me for a second.
“Niiiice!” He high-fived me. “What’s her name?”
“Jane. She really knows how to dance. I might need to take lessons.” Or just steal the instructor’s talents.
“Nice. Hey can I use the app?”
“Ah the app, about that. New feature appeared this morning… but it kills the battery when used so the app is out of action until I can get home charge into it.” My phone was currently turned off in my bag. I’d be lucky to get a two minute phone call out of it on its current battery.
“Aww man, I wanted to improve my situation with Cassidy. I mean as me, not the other me.” That problem would soon be a thing of the past.
“I can fix that. The newest function can make you become the new you. It will replace all memories of you and all records of you as well with the new you.”
“Are you fucking serious?” Dave couldn’t quite believe what I’d just said.
“I’ve already tested it. I’m serious. Come round mine this evening.” There wasn’t anything we could do at school. It was a painful wait for both of us as time slowly ticked by. After what felt like forever the school day ended and we were let out for the weekend.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up feeling great. You discover a new function on the Reborn App and test it immediately. It kills your phone but it works. You tell dave about it and tell him to come around yours later.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Dave arrived at mine just after seven. My phone had been plugged into the charger since I had gotten home so it had a decent chunk of its battery back. I kept it plugged in as I used it to hopefully cut battery drain.
“Won’t it just drain power from the wall instead of using its battery?” Dave asked the obvious.
“Nope. My phone always pulls power from the battery. Put it down to lazy design I guess. That’s not what we came to talk about. Are you ready for a permanent makeover?” I was ready when he was.
“Alright hit me. I wanna see what this new feature can do.” That’s the spirit. First I transformed Dave into his much more handsome alter ego. Next I activated the Mass Memory Alteration. Like before using that function killed my battery despite it being plugged in. My phone went dead but Dave’s was just fine. He didn’t feel any different but he was checking his social media to see how much of a difference there was.
“Holy shit Joe, my profile picture is different… everything is!” All his photos had been replaced with the current him. Even those taken many moons ago had a different, younger, face on them.
“That’s pretty amazing. The app really didn’t hold back with its final update.”
“Final update? Man that sucks, I was hoping tomorrow it might gain the ability to give us super powers or something really awesome.” Now that he had mentioned it I wanted it as well. Unfortunately I doubted I’d be seeing that kind of feature.
“Anyway I was thinking we have ourselves a double date tomorrow night,” I suggested. “You & Cassidy, me & Jane.” Dave was immediately on board with my suggestion. We messaged our dates and confirmed the times.
When the time came we both hit the club and had a great night. In the span of a week we had gone from being single and hopeless to both having pretty hot girlfriends. We both felt content with what we had achieved and that was how our days continued.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use the Mass Memory Alteration on Dave altering all records of him. You then arrange a double date that works out well. You are soon content with this life.<<endif>>
~ End - A content life ~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>It was late evening. We’d put in a lot of work to find out the location of our target. We had navigated the entire city during the morning and afternoon to find someone with the knowledge we needed. It wasn’t easy or fun but we had finally found someone with that information. Using the poser we forced him to tell us the boss’s location, or rather where he believed the boss to be. He still had use to us so we forced him to obey all our orders.
Now we were stood outside a fancy lounge bar. A high-class atmosphere was radiating out of the room filled with red and gold décor. It wasn’t the kind of place that two magical girls could just walk in. We had a plan and it included our new helper.
“Go in and bring us the facilities manager,” I ordered. The man under our control obeyed and entered the building. It took ten minutes but finally he emerged with a rather annoyed looking individual behind.
“Alright can you tell me what is going on now?” The large man barked. He had quite the belly on him and also quite the temper. All we needed was him to be in our sights so hadn’t given our servant any further orders. I targeted the large man and began giving him orders.
“You will now re-enter the building and acquire two female staff uniforms. Once you have these you will come out again and hand them to us.” That should do it. The large man entered the building again after another wait came back out. Two uniforms were hung over his arm and as per instruction he approached us with them.
“Good, now wait ideally as we change.” We had both of them turn their backs to us and stare blankly at a wall. Yumi and I changed into the uniform which didn’t quite fit us but the Reborn app easily fixed that. We’d both received a fancy waitress uniform. Short black skirt, red blouse and a gold trim on the collar. Not something I’d choose to wear but here we were.
“You look sexy,” Yumi teased. She seemed to be happy with her attire. Well she was the cosplay fanatic so this kind of thing was right up her alley. With the facilities manager under our control we had an easy time gaining entry to the building. As staff we could also roam the building, or at least we hoped but we soon discovered that the second floor was completely off-limits to staff. Two large men wearing black suits stood guard at the door to the stairs. Not only that, but a security camera was watching them as well. We’d noticed a very heavy security presence which meant something here was worth protecting.
“Looks like they are armed as well. One wrong move and we could get shot,” Yumi whispered her concerns. We knew this would be a dangerous game and it certainly wasn’t being made easy for us.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You find out where the head of the larger group is. You device a plan to get inside but find heavy security.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[We’ll just force them to help us using the app|Mahou4c1]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[We need to be extra careful and do this discretely|Mahou4c2]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>Even if they were watching us they couldn’t stop us. We had the Reborn app and there was no greater power than that on this earth.
“You will let us through and take us to whoever is in charge,” I said ordering the two guards. They obeyed and opened the door for us then escorted us to the next floor. We headed upwards and were soon brought before a heavy dark oak door. They tried knocking but there was no response.
“Just open it,” I ordered. They took out their key cards and slid them into the lock. A red light turned green and we stepped into a spacious office with expensive decorations such paintings and a dark red carpet.
“Who are you?” Sitting in a large leather chair behind a heavy oak desk was an individual in a light grey suit. He looked like the guy in charge.
“You’ll obey everything I say,” I began. “Now tell me are you in charge?”
“No. I’m only acting as the hands and voice of the one really in charge.” Say what? So this wasn’t the guy we wanted?
“Tell me who is really in charge.”
“Miss Stella.” A woman?
“Tell me who that is.”
“She…” He was interrupted by a bang behind us. I spun around and saw a metal sheet had just descended down and blocked the door. The room began to hiss as something that wasn’t air was vented into the room.
“What’s going on?” I yelled at the boss. He must be the one behind this. He didn’t answer and a moment later he slumped over the desk. I had to act fast but as I willed myself to move I suddenly lost control and then I too passed out.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use the app to force your way through. It backfires when you walk into a trap and are knocked out.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>There was no telling who was watching us right now. We might already have a pair of eyes watching us through the cameras.
“Let’s keep app usage to a minimal. I don’t want to use it while we have so many eyes on us,” I whispered to Yumi. We moved past the door and searched the rest of the building. The kitchen was fairly large and there was a VIP room in the back with several men playing poker but other than that it was nothing special. There was no sign of a security room which mean it was probably on the floor above us. There was an elevator but it required a key card to use. They certainly weren’t making this easy for us.
“Hey you two,” someone suddenly called out to us. We turned and saw what appeared to be the head chef.
“Is there a problem?” Had he noticed we were new faces and suspected something was wrong?
“Yeah there’s a problem, that useless piece of ass Kevin fucked up the meat delivery. One of you needs to get down to the supermarket buy as many of the best dam steaks you can then get them back here ASAP.” I looked at Yumi and she looked at me.
“I’ll go!” She immediately volunteered for the job. “I’ll leave the rest to you,” she whispered. She stepped forward to get more information from the head chef allowing me to slip away. The staff had their own toilets so I slipped in there. Without thinking about it I stepped into the men’s bathroom and only realised my mistake when a guy at the sink stopped and looked at me. He questioned why I, a woman, was here but realised he wasn’t being paid to give a shit. He resumed washing his hands and I used the chance to quickly scan the ceiling for cameras. I couldn’t see any which meant this was probably the best shot I had.
“Hey I need to use the elevator, give me your key card.”
“Sure thing.” Under the influence of the poser he didn’t question it as I was handed his key card.
“Thanks. Now forget this ever happened.” I exited the men’s and slipped into the women’s room so I didn’t seem suspicious to the eyes in the hall. After leaving I went straight to the elevator. I inserted my key card and tried to go up to the next floor. The doors shut and the elevator gently lifted me up to the next floor. I stepped out into a similarly decorated corridor. There were no eyes on me so I headed to the first door I saw and tried my key card. It worked and I gently pushed the door. Someone on the other side immediately pulled it open with force. A gun was immediately pointed at my head.
“Looks like we got a spy.” A man in a dark suit with equally dark hair was holding the gun. I kept my calm and looked behind him. I saw a lot of computers but not anyone else. Perfect.
“Come on in, I’ll let you see all you want to because you’re going to tell us everything want as well.” He invited me inside. I waited for my chance and in the split second the gun wasn’t aimed at my head I acted. My enhanced reactions grabbed the gun and as he tried to pull the trigger to alert the other guards he found my finger preventing him from pulling it back. I struck him on the nose with the flat of my hand stunning him. I wrestled free the gun then used it as a bludgeoning weapon to strike him on the back of the head. He went down but I caught him and set him down gently. I closed the door and looked around. A wall of CCTV monitors covered on side of the room. This was the security room I’d be worried about. I began scanning the monitors, one of which showed Yumi still speaking with the head chef in the kitchen.
“Let’s see…” I began looking through the system. “Who am I kidding?” I didn’t understand this. I used the app to get that guard back on his feet and under control.
“Tell me who is in charge?”
“The boss.”
“Where are they and how do I get to them? Tell me!”
“They in their office. It’s around the corner at the end of the corridor. You’ll need high security to get through.”
“Give me your security card then. Now you are going to get everyone but the boss out of that room and ensure nobody bothers us.”
“Understood.” He gave me his security card and I was about to leave but then had an extra thought. “Tell me, is there anything I might want to know about before I go in?”
“Yes. The boss has an advisor. I do not know where they are but you may encounter them. There is also a button in here that will flood the room with sleeping gas.” Wait what? Who had installed that kind of defence? I got him to show me where the button was and then I disarmed it. I then let the security guy take care of the other obstacles, and once it was clear I moved in. I used his card to gain access to the room and didn’t waste time controlling the boss.
“Don’t move or signal any alarms. You are going to obey all my orders.” The guy wore a very light grey suit. He was now at my mercy. First thing’s first. “Where is your advisor?” Better get that out of the way early.
“They are in the next room.”
“Call them here.” He picked up his phone but his call went unanswered. “Problem?” Something felt off.
“They aren’t answering.”
“Tell me what you think that means?”
“They monitor this room so are likely refusing the call due to being aware of the situation.” Seriously? Wait a pain.
“Put out a call to have them captured and dragged back here.” If they were monitoring me I can’t risk them being unaccounted for. As per my command the call was put out. The advisor was soon brought before me with two suited men and the head of security escorting her. They were ordered to take her weapons then leave. I was hidden behind the boss during the process. Once the guards were gone she spoke up.
“Do you have a name Miss Mind Control?” She’d figured that out, well it was pretty obvious to anyone watching.
“Nope. I’m just a nameless nobody here to bring an end to this organisation.” I revealed myself and targeted the woman. “And you are going to obey me as well.”
“All it takes is for you to give me and order which I have to obey. I’m aware of your power. You aren’t the first person to have caused trouble for me using it. I don’t know if you’ve realised this yet but that man is just a puppet. I’m the brains of this operation.” I ignored that last part, what she said before had taken interest.
“What do you not the first?”
“You have a device that allows you to control people through speech alone. I’ve been seeking it out for a while but I never expected you to bring it right to me.”
“You are going to tell me everything you know about it!” I ordered. I had to know what she knew. She told me but I was left disappointed. From her account she had encountered the Reborn app before, six months ago to be exact. Unfortunately she knew very little about who had it since they’d been using a disguise. It left me curious and that presented me with a choice. Ignore what I’d just learned, and destroy this organisation then continue protecting the city with Yumi… or take it over and use their power to try and track down the previous app owner. I’d need to take this woman as my puppet to help me, and I couldn’t deny running a criminal enterprise might be fun provided we changed their policies a little first.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take your time and uncover a trap. You work around it and confront the true boss who tries to bargain with you.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Running a criminal enterprise could be fun|Mahou5c1]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I was woken by water splashing against my face. I was in a strange room lit by swirling neon lights that made it hard to get a sense of my surroundings. It was very disorientating.
“This is pretty impressive,” a female voice said to me. I was able to focus on her although couldn’t make out her details.
“Who are you?”
“That question again? Well I won’t tell you. I’m not under the influence of your device so that will be staying a secret. I must say, the ability to make anyone do anything you ask is impressive. These other features defy logic. Tell me, where did you get it?” I realised she had my phone. She must have picked it up and discovered the Reborn app.
“The app just appeared on my phone on Monday. I have no idea how it got there.” Why did I just tell her that? Shit it was because she ordered me to. I was already under her control.
“It just appeared? I guess that makes you a simple pawn in whatever is really going on. That’s a shame. Anyway let me thank you for giving me this, it really opens some doors for me. I’ve been hunting it for month you see so I’m really overjoyed you decided to bring it straight to me.”
“What do you mean? Where is Yumi?”
“Oh your friend? Well I only really needed one of you so… I’m joking. I might need both of you. That’s why you’ll be staying where I can see you. Don’t worry though; it’ll a peaceful imprisonment because I can do this… I order you to sleep until further notice.”
And then it went black.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up and are briefly interogated. The app is now in their hands and they have a big plans for it.<<endif>>
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~ Bad End - Captured in slumber ~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I was forgetting my reason for doing all this.
“I don’t need you for what I plan to do. I only need your puppet. Go home and give up on your life of crime. Get an honest job and never take advantage of other people’s misfortunate again. Oh and forget about this encounter. You are to believe your reason for leaving the world of organised crime is guilt and boredom.” She couldn’t go against my orders so left. Now I just had her puppet to deal with.
“You are to call in everyone who would be in a position to take over this organisation if you were to disappear.” I thought that would be a simple order but apparently I made the list too long. An hour later he was still calling people as I dealt with those that showed up. Yumi eventually returned and joined me. I gave her the app and let her take over the reprogramming as my fingers were getting sore. The amount of time it took to get this done was a testament to the size of the organisation. As day broke we finally reached a lull as our puppet put down the phone for the last time.
“Will this be enough?” Yumi wondered. Crime would continue to exist, I had no doubt about that but it would be mostly petty crimes. It was organisations like these that were involved in the drug trade, human trafficking and exploitation that brought despair to innocent people. Ultimately we could only sit back and watch the results.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You refuse any attempt to change your mind. You destroy the organisation and vow to stop another taking its place.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|Mahou5cend1]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>If I destroyed this group then another would try to take its place. It was just how crime worked, but if I took over then I could ensure that no other group would get the chance. Plus I might find more hints about the previous app owner. With me in charge I’d receive all the benefits and could change some of the group’s policies. I wasn’t in it for the money, so erasing all debt was my first port of call to free the people living under their thumb.
“You know, I think this is a nice office. I’ll take it,” I told the woman.
“You can have it partner.”
“Oh don’t get me wrong, I already have a partner. Don’t worry though; you’ll still be a part of this company. I’ll be using your intelligence like you offered, just not without any of that hostile intent behind it.” Her hand moved fast, reaching for what I guessed was a weapon to disarm me. Her hand may have been fast but it wasn’t as fast as my voice.
“Stop!” She froze under my command.
“You’re making a mistake,” she missed.
“I’m not worried about mistakes. I can always fix them later.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to take over and clean the organisation up a little. The woman has information so you decide to keep her around for now.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|Mahou5cend2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>In the locker room of a sports club five men met up. They were all members of the same men’s football team that played in local tournaments. They knew each other well and trusted each other enough to know they wouldn’t go to the police over the talk they were about to have.
“I know a guy who can get us the stuff in. We just need to pull our money together for the first shipment then work together to sell it. We could sell the drugs for at least ten times what it cost us to get them into the country.” It was the beginnings of a criminal enterprise. The guy hosting the meeting had actually been dealing drugs for a while, but when the guy supplying him suddenly changed his prospective on life he had to find a new way of getting product.
“The mob’s gone, and that’s left a big opportunity for guys like us who are willing to take a chance to escape a shitty life. The men were all past their prime. They all knew that if they didn’t take action they’d never escape their life of manual labour with shit holidays. They began talking in detail unaware that their criminal venture wouldn’t last.
Exactly a month after their first meeting they were having a second. Now things were different and the empty table was stacked with money. They had sold their entire product to hungry addicts and partying youths. It was easier than they thought due to a lack of competition.
“I say we invest half of our taking into buying more.”
“Half? I saw we invest everything but what we originally contributed!” They had some minor disagreements but that ceased when the locker room door opened. Nobody else was meant to know about this so they were immediately on alert.
“Calm and take a seat,” a voice order them and they all complied. “Now tell me, who is your supplier?” A girl stepped out with a smile on her face and a smart phone in her hand. She couldn’t prevent their first move, but from the moment she’d become aware of this existence their time was limited.
“You will all return home having realised the dangers of organised crime and will be satisfied just living an ordinary life.” With that simple order the seed was destroyed and this group that could have potentially become the next mob were now back to being ordinary working men.
“Another one down,” I laughed. It was my turn tonight. I eyed the cash on the table and began shoving it into a bag to stuff into a charity box in the morning. Ever since we had embarked on our crime fighting journey the city had really started to look better.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You clean up the city of organised crime and keep it clean.<<endif>>
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~ End - A Cleaner City ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I stared at the man in front of me with my coldest expression.
“Didn’t your mother ever tell you stealing is wrong?” I said.
“I don’t know what you mean.” He tried to deny it but I already knew the truth. He was taking a larger percentage of the cut than he should have been.
“I think you do.” I could have merciless punished him to make an example of others, but that was below me. “Well it doesn’t matter because you won’t do it again.” I issued that as an order.
“I understand. I’ll not steal from you again.”
“And if you see anyone else doing the same you will let me know.”
“Absolutely boss.” He had no idea that I was using a power beyond our understanding to control him. The only person here who knew of the app’s power was Yumi. We were soon alone and she nudged me.
“Are you sure we should still be relying on the app? I feel we may be repeating history.” She was refering to the fate that had befallen the previous app owner. In short, we had no idea who they were. In fact if what we'd learnt was correct, there may have been two people who had the app prior to us. The most recent one was a man who had disappeared outside one of the clubs that we now owned and was never seen since.
It was concerning, but I was prepared for the day that someone confronted us about the power we had. We still had our enhanced bodies, and I had Yumi helping me as well. Even without the app's poser function we still had a lot going for us. Things weren’t exactly the same for me as they were for my predecessors. I’d ensure our fate didn’t match theirs. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You learn more about the previous app holders and ensure your fate doesn't end up like theirs.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“It’s not that important. I need my phone because… well it’s my phone,” I explained to her. The mystery of the app was merely something I’d like to know, not something I needed to know.
“Well I guess it would be rude to press the issue any further.” She pulled out the cord and passed me back my phone. “So I’ll see you tomorrow then.”
“See ya.” I left with those words. Thoughts of the future filled my head as I headed home. There must be way to really boost the popularity of my super hero alter ego. Maybe the problem is that I’m not really super. My strength was still within normal human limits. That night I spent a lot of time on the app seeing what I could do to push my body beyond the limitations of normality. The app seemed to have a hard built limit to stop me acquiring the strength of Hercules. I put my strength and athleticism up to the max. I felt my muscles change in response but outside changes were minimal.
“I wonder.” I pumped up my muscles in one arm, making it massive in comparison to my other. A quick test revealed this didn’t have any effect on my physical strength. I shrunk my arm back down to normal size.
“So my strength and muscle mass aren’t linked as far as the app’s concerned.” Interesting. Since I could alter my body without affecting my outside appearance I boosted my stats to the max. I gave my bones a hard structure so they could take more of a punch and a few other additions. I wasn’t a super hero, but with my current body I could breeze through a boxing tournament without breaking a sweat.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You make up a reason to not giver her your phone. You then take it home to test it some more.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>It was the last day of the con and Yumi and I were both absent. As it was the last day there wouldn’t be as large a crowd. We’d already boosted publicity of the game by huge margin so there were no complaints with us suddenly changing our schedule. Instead of the convention centre I was at Yumi’s house being show her latest idea.
“Spandex?” She’d presented me with two spandex uniforms akin to those worn by comic book heroes.
“I made them a while back, I didn’t expect for them to actually see use.” If we wore these we’d certainty attract more attention. I could tell what she was thinking and I liked it.
“So I’m guessing these don’t have any special bullet proof properties to them?”
“Sadly no, they don’t,” Yumi explained. That was a shame. Oh well, always room for improvement. We put on our new spandex and looked at ourselves in the mirror.
“I don’t like it, but it’s fit for purpose.” With our super suits adorned we headed out. Everywhere we went we got a lot of attention. It was still pretty early and a Sunday so the streets were rather peaceful. That wasn’t what we wanted. To fight crime first there had to be crime. Crime was typically hard to predict, well hard to predict if you were the police playing by the rules, but we weren’t.
“Here we are,” I joked to Yumi. We had arrived at a bicycle shop with the intention of ‘borrowing’ some of their stock. We both entered and approached the first staff member we saw.
“We need to speak the one in charge. You will bring them to us,” I ordered with the poser.
“Right away.” He scurried off and in the meantime Yumi and I checked out the stock.
“Joe this one is worth three grand.” Yumi had found the most expensive bicycle in the shop. It had a light carbon frame, carbon tyres, a complex gear system and a really nice paint job.
“How can I assist you?” The shop owner approached us and saw we were looking at the bike. “Sports quality that one, are you representatives of an organisation?” With how we were currently dressed that would make the most sense.
“No, we just need to borrow this. We’ll bring it back in one piece later,” Yumi explained. Naturally the owner would never agree to such an idea.
“You find everything she is telling you perfectly acceptable and will comply with any request she gives you,” I whispered. The poser changed the owners mind about us and he gladly let us walk out with the most expensive bicycle in the shop. We took from proof of ownership as well as we’d need that later. With the bike we headed to a nice bright alleyway close to the city centre and just left it there unchained.
10 minutes. That was how long our bike lasted before some hooded stranger appeared, checked for a lock then hopped on and began cycling away. Bike thieves were dime a dozen in this city. We’d both saw the whole thing and now it was time to act.
“Hey that’s my bike!” Someone under the influence of the poser yelled. The man on the bike briefly glanced behind him then began cycling hard to get away. It wasn’t hard enough. People watched as two spandex figures surged across the pavement with the speed of an Olympic sprinter. Even such speed however struggled against the bike thief who was riding a fast bike. Our biggest advantage was that the bike had a harder time dodging the pedestrians and this ultimately caused him to slow down to a pace that allowed us to catch him.
“Stop thief!” Yumi yelled pulling on his hood. He was yanked off the bicycle that I quickly secured and returned to the man who claimed to own it. In true typical superhero fashion we left the culprit tied to a lamppost and called the police on him. The guy we’d manipulated into helping us proved he owned the bike when the police showed up thanks to the paperwork we’d borrowed from the bike shop. Witnesses confirmed what they had seen and the thief was taken away in the back of the paddy wagon. As promised we return the bike to the actual owner afterwards.
Our next confrontation was with a simple litterer. We witnessed someone toss his sandwich paper on the ground and seeing a chance immediately confronted him about it.
“Are you aware that littering in this city is illegal?” Illegal in that it was a law that was never enforced. The guy on the beach looked like he was rebel and trouble maker. We weren’t wrong and he stood up to confront us.
“What you two? Mr and Mrs Trash? Why don’t you go lecture children because I don’t have time for this shit.” He tried to shove us out of the way, but the moment he touched us we sprang into action. A swift grapple followed by a throw had him on his back pinned to the ground.
“You’re fucking… aarrgghh!” We twisted his arm to stop him fighting back.
“I’ll say it again, are you aware that littering in this city is illegal?”
“I’ll kill… aarrgghh stop! Okay I get, I’ll pick it up.” We released the pressure half expecting him to swing at us again but he didn’t. He picked up his paper and threw it into the bin.
“Crazy fuckers,” he spat as he walked away rubbing his arm. I gave Yumi a high-five and we quickly left in search of more crime to fight. We spent the entire day getting into minor scuffles with street thieves and trouble makers. It was enjoyable, but at the end of the day when were returned home we had a hard look at ourselves and realised that we really hadn’t achieved anything. We’d beat up some thugs, some of which were arrested but they’d probably only get a warning or at most a fine and some community service. They probably wouldn’t think twice about doing what we confronted them about again when we weren’t around.
“One thing is clear,” Yumi began. “The two of us alone can’t clean up a whole city.” That was the simple truth. We go around beating up criminals but it wasn’t really benefitting anyone but ourselves.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You spend the day fighting crime but fail to make a difference. You ponder if recruiting more people would have things<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[I’m fine with it just being us|Hero2b]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Maybe we should increase our number. Plenty of people out there would leap at the chance to do what we do. We just need to find the right people, give them the same power as us and then let them beat up the criminals in the places we are too busy to reach.” We could even use the poser on them to ensure they confirmed to a pre-set of rules. That last thing we wanted was to give this power to someone who’d use it to cause trouble.
“Let’s begin drawing up those rules then,” Yumi suggested. We both sat down at began deciding on the who, what, when, where and why of our idea.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to recruit more people so begin drafting the rules they had to follow.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I’m fine with that. If we cleaned up the city then we’d be out of the job anyway,” I told her.
“You want to continue with just us two?”
“Well maybe we can bring Mei and Dave… maybe we can bring Mei into our group but I don’t want this to be bigger than us. Think of it this way, if it is just us then the attention will only be on us.” Thus all the glory would also be ours. We couldn’t stop all crime by ourselves, that was impossible but it also wasn’t my objective. I just wanted to kick criminal ass and be rewarded with praise for it.
“You’re right, it’s not like comic book heroes ever eradicate crime in their cities. We will just be beacons of hope.” Yumi got it.
“But…” There was one thing I hadn’t addressed. “I want to also continue using the app to try and push the boundaries of what we can do. I believe that with enough time… and of course your technical know-how we can unlock… no we can create features that we were never intended to have!” Friday’s update may have been the last official update, but I’m sure that with Yumi helping me we can push the app beyond its own limits.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to stay as a crime fighting duo, happy with keeping the status quo.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>A rather skinny teenage entered the room where two caped crusaders were sat awaiting him. They didn’t care about his physical appearance. They weren’t judging people on how they looked; they were judging them on their personality and morals.
“You will forget everything that happens in this room when we are done.” Yumi had my phone and whispered that command to the poser. We couldn’t have people learning the details of our selection process or they might give others hints about how to pass it.
“Take a seat and tell us about yourself.” While it wasn’t too important who we recruited since we’d use he poser on them to make them confirm to our rules, we did like to do some checks just so we weren’t bringing in someone who wasn’t dedicated to this. The teenager told us about himself and we quickly understood his reasoning. He was bullied often and wished that there could be heroes who looked out for people like him. He seemed like he’d be dedicated to the cause and provided he followed our rules there would be no problem.
“You pass, now let me explain the rules.” The process had taken twenty minutes from start to finish, and in that time several crimes had been prevented by masked heroes across the city. Our presence was known and we were beginning to branch out into other cities. Our efforts didn’t come without problems. Certain groups began targeting us to try and make a statement, but they didn’t understand the power they were against and soon we were the ones making a statement of them.
“Where do I get my spandex?” Our newest recruit asked.
“That’s for you to decide, welcome to the team.” <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You recruit others into helping you fight crime as masked heroes<<endif>>
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~ End - A City of Heroes ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Under the cover of night two men met in a back alley, double checking they hadn’t been followed.
“Did you bring it?” One opened up by saying. He knew the other guy had, why else would be bother coming. They both reached into their pockets and took out an SD card filled with illegal material. They were like-minded individuals but they knew that what they were doing was wrong. As they made the trade-off they swiftly turned to leave. At that moment two masked figures stepped out blocking both exits. The two men were trapped but one of them had come prepared. He pulled out a gun and opened fire. His aim was true and hit the masked figure opposite him, but they didn’t even flinch.
“Now you’ve done it,” the shoot figure declared. The two masked heroes closed in on them and with a few punches knocked both men out cold.
“Are you alright?” Yumi was the one who had been shot. Fortunately we had prepared our bodies for that.
“Yeah. It didn’t go that deep.” While in our super hero forms we had a huge tolerance for pain. Our bodies could also withstand a lot of punishment, so much so that it would take military grade firearms to actually seriously hurt us. Since we were fighting street criminals and not the army we were unlikely to run into that kind of situation. We promptly tied up the two men we’d knocked out, called the police and left.
“Think they’ll actually get charged this time? They’ve been letting people we bring in off the hook a lot recently.” Yumi drew attention to our biggest problem as heroes. We weren’t the judge or the jury, we could hand people the police but it was up to the police to decide what to do from there. We were making the police look bad so out of bitterness they were letting people go.
“It’ll come back to bite them. Sooner or later they’ll release someone dangerous, and if someone dies as a result then shit will hit the fan.” How did being a hero become so political? It was disheartening at times but also amusing. Well we still had more crime to interrupt so we disappeared into the night to do what we did best.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You team up with Yumi and fight crime as a superhero duo.<<endif>>
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~ End - A Crime Fighting Duo ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Mei said before I shouldn’t be wasting this power and she was right.
“Let’s do it. We have the power to help people so we are obliged to use it!” We also have the memories of one of the organisations higher ranked associates. Using his knowledge we could get inside and hopefully destroy it from within. That knowledge should make it easy, but as we sat down to write down the key points we began to realise just how big this problem was. We’d need to copy the image of someone in the organisation then replace them. Then there was the fact everyone there carried a gun. Say the wrong thing and they’d shoot us. The app had no anti-bullet function so we had to be careful. We wrote down a rough idea of what we planned to do and a few rules to stick to. What we didn’t do was wait until tomorrow to start. A quick phone was all I needed to let my folks know I’d be home late. Mei didn’t have the same freedom I did, so we simply went to her house and used the app to give her that freedom.
When we got back into the city the sun had set and the nightlife had come out of hiding. The late night bars and clubs were opening their doors to the public, but our destination was a venue that the public didn’t have access to. Two bouncers in a black coats and sunglasses guarded the door. On Thursdays the club ran a guest list system. They had a very inclusive list of people they’d let inside. It was actually strange to see a private club right in the middle of the high street and not down a back alley. People in their troves passed by the steps without thinking twice about what might be going on inside. This made it harder for us as by the time we realised someone had approached the door they were already being let in. I had to wait patiently with the poser loaded and waiting for a target to enter its sights.
“There!” Mei saw someone make a sudden turn for the door. The bouncers saw his face and let him and his date in without question.
“You will both immediately leave thinking you left something at home!” I ordered quickly. As they were stepping through the door the two turned and left. They apologised to the bouncers and began walking away.
“Make a left turn now and walk down Tephurn street!” They both turned coming in our direction. Perfect. They continued to follow our instructions until we had them alone.
“One for me and one for you,” I joked to Mei. Obviously I’d be taking the man while Mei got the woman. A quick body exchange later and I was a middle-aged man wearing a suit to his measurements, and Mei was a woman in her twenties wearing a tight red dress with some dazzling ear rings.
“Never been a fan of ear rings, especially ones that catch on things easily.” Mei fiddled with them a little. “Seriously these things are a health hazard.”
“The gem stones look nice though.” The next step was to take their memories. Since I had been thinking about the ear rings the knowledge that they were a gift from me to Mei came instantly. Well a gift from ‘Charles’ to ‘Matilda’ actually. We both knew the names we would be going by from now on. First we had to keep the two inhabiting our bodies out of trouble.
“You will both head to Mega Cinema and watch a movie. You’ll continue to do this until you receive a phone call from me at which point you’ll follow whatever instructions I give you.” That would keep them both out of trouble. We issued a few extra orders as insurance they wouldn’t get in our way then sent them on their way.
“Shall we?” Mei held out her arm and I coupled mine with hers. It was how the couple had originally approached the club doors so we’d stick to their mannerisms. We approached and the bouncers let us in without a word. The interior of the club was very nice. It didn’t at all look like a criminal establishment but make no mistake; this room was just for show. The mahogany furniture, red carpet and gold trimmings were for keeping guests entertained. Charles had come here to attend a business meeting. Sadly his connections were limited and he held very little power. I knew the boss was on the second floor and that I’d be beaten up if I tried to get up there in this body.
“Let’s enjoy the drinks then get to work.” We approached the cocktail bar and ordered something far outside our price range. Fortunately Charles would be forking the bill with his dirty money.
“Thirty for a single glass, sure would be nice to earn that kind of cash.” Mei sipped her fruity beverage. “Oh it’s nice. We should steal people’s bodies and spend their money more often,” she joked. We were just wasting time to appear less suspicious. The people in charge may have had strong connection with the police and government, but that didn’t mean they didn’t get people snooping around looking to cause trouble. There must have been about twenty guests in this room plus a number of staff. One man was standing by a staff door with his back to the wall as he scanned the area. Occasional he’d speak into his sleeve and probably receive a response through the earpiece I could see. He’d be a good target. I targeted him and grabbed a copy of his memories.
“You sure it’s safe to add another person’s memories?” Mei asked. I not only carried my own now but also Charles and the guy we’d targeted at the mayor announcement.
“I’ll be fine.” I braced myself but this time it wasn’t that bad. It got easier each time I added a new person’s memories, but it also got more confusing. The biggest problem was that sometimes it wasn’t clear to me whose memory I had. For example I could remember a movie I’d seen recently, but I had no idea which of the three people had seen it. The memories I’d just taken also had some conflicting information about this place. Charles didn’t know the full extent of what went on here while my newest target did.
“This may have been a bad idea.” I was struggling to put the pieces into the right order.
“Need help?” Mei whispered across.
“No. I’ll manage.” It took me nearly twenty minutes of intense internal sorting to get things right. When I finally finished I was ready to continue. I stood up and made for the bathroom. I had knowledge of the layout of this place and the key member of staff. I knew who the boss was and where I could find them. I’d need a key card but that wasn’t difficult to obtain. My plan was simple, put the men’s toilet out of action to force them to open up the staff toilets for us. Stored under the sink was all the toilet paper I needed. I began stuffing the toilets and sinks then turned on the taps and flushed the toilets. The toilets overflowed near instantly as water had nowhere to go. Next the sinks began to overflow as well. I left the bathroom with water rushing towards the door. I took my seat next to Mei again.
“Should I ask what you just did?” She knew I’d done something.
“Well you’ll find out soon enough. I’ll be where I want to be soon enough.” Twenty minutes after I left the toilet someone else headed through the door. The came out again immediately and informed one of the waiters of what they had saw. There was a lot of activity as guards were shown the state of the bathroom. It wasn’t long before there was a notice on the door telling people to use the staff toilets.
“As expected.” I had their memories and knew the procedure. Now I had to act fast before they checked the security tapes and saw I was the one who last used the bathroom. I made for the staff toilets and waited. It was a short wait as with so many staff it wasn’t long before someone needed the toilet. I walked in as Charles and left as Stan. Not a moment too soon as well.
“We’ve identified the culprit; he is currently in the staff bathroom. Get the bastard before he floods it as well.” I received my order through my earpiece.
“Roger, I’m in here with him.” I acted quickly to give Charles some orders to control his behaviour. I then apprehended him as some more goons stormed in to assist me.
“Take him to the boss,” the earpiece voice ordered. Everything had fallen into place. I walked right into the boss’s office without anyone the wiser about who I really was.
“Sit down,” instructed a man in a light grey suit. He was the boss and the one who ran this show. A bare wooden chair had been set in the middle of the room for Charles.
“Sit down!” I spat pushing Charles forward. He obeyed me and took his seat.
“So, any reason why you decided to sign for you own death?” The boss said. Charles didn’t answer. He was instructed not to and my words were absolute.
“Silent guy eh? Let’s see how long that lasts. Men, you know what to do.” That was our que to equip our knuckle dusters and give him a good beating. First we closed the door so nobody outside would hear his screams. The room was sound proofed, so much so it was also air tight and needed vents to keep air circulating. Perfect. While the other thugs got warmed up I targeted the boss. A body swap would be risky at this range so I just grabbed his memories. That changed everything. His memories caused me to see this room for what it really was. The man claiming to be the boss wasn’t the real boss. He was puppet put in place to act as the voice of this organisations real leader. A hidden door in the wall led to a hidden room where a woman was currently sat observing us. Those vents also weren’t just for air; they could be used to vent sleeping gas into the room. This place had one hell of a set up.
“Boss, I’d like to leave.” I didn’t need to say anymore. I also didn’t have the authority to do so.
“You can go.” He left me leave. I stepped out and the punches began. It wouldn’t last long though. I headed round to the security room where the gas control system was. The head of security was one of the men delivering punches in the boss’s room. I flipped a switch and watched the monitor as the occupants collapsed from the gas. With them out I flipped the switch again and the gas was vented. Just to be sure though I gave it a few minutes and in those few minutes I headed back down to the longue and regrouped with Mei.
“Ma’am I need you to come with me.” She saw me wink.
“If I must,” she groaned matching the personality of Matilda. As Charles’s date it was easy to come up with a reason why the boss might want to see her. We entered the boss’s room and made for the secret door.
“Behind here is the real boss of this place.” The wall opened up and we stepped inside. It was a much smaller office and one that was a lot messier.
“Welcome to my humble adobe,” greeted the woman who was the true boss. Stella she called herself and she had a brilliant mind. “I’d applaud you for… well nothing. You used that impossible device to achieve your objective. Yes I know about, I’ve been aware of it for some time but never been able to get my hands on it.” She knew about it? This requires investigation but first...
“Put the weapon down,” I ordered with the poser. She was forced to put away the gun she had concealed on her person. “Now tell us what you know about the app.”
“The app? Oh I understand now. I know it can control people, and from your display I’ll say it can also steal their knowledge.” So she didn’t know that much.
“What is it called?”
“Hell would I know? I’ve never been fortunate enough to get my hands on it.” Interesting.
“What do you think we should do Mei?” I asked my partner in this.
“We aren’t letting her go. Our objective remains the same.”
“And there you have it.” I didn’t want to erase something I might need so took her memories to add to my collection. After that I began the clean-up operation.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You clean up the city by removing the threat a major crime group poses. You sneak into their club house by swapping bodies and stealing memories. You reach the boss and discover she knew about the app. You take what she knew then start the clean up operaton.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|MeiHC2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>The major announced his resignation with a nervous voice and sweaty hands. There were no gun shots or attempts on his life and he left the stage. With the mob that was supporting him gone his position of power had become very shaky. Nobody really knew why the group had just shut their doors and vanished almost overnight, and that made those affiliated with them very nervous.
Mei and I had successfully remove the biggest crime group in the city, but there were others and with the biggest gone they were now competing to fill the gap left. We would deal with them as well in due course. In search for the previous app owner had been a dead end. They just disappeared without a trace one night. Shortly after that the power of the app fell into my hands. It wasn’t a coincidence, I was certain off that but without any more information I had to drop my investigation into them. Maybe one day I’d know about the app’s previous owners, I just had to ask the right person.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The major resigns and you continue cleaning up the city with Mei.<<endif>>
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~ End - A cleaner city ~
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<<set $update3 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I woke up and for a moment forgot I was in Mei’s body.
“I wonder if I shouldn’t have done that?” I thought about last night. I needed to either tell Kyoko the truth or let her down gently. I don’t think I can swap back with Mei and ignore the consequences of my actions. What would I do if Mei wanted to swap back? She’d shove Kyoko away and pretend last night never happened. That would be very harsh and partly my fault. I reached over and grabbed my phone.
“Oh the app’s updated.” I noticed the icon on my phone.
‘Ever looked at two strangers and wondered what their children would look like? Wonder no more! With the new Bio-Merge expansion to the copy feature you can now select two people and create an image constructed from them both! Also in this update is the new Personality feature. Have you created the perfect image but are having problems with what’s on the inside? Now with the Personality feature you can fix that!’
The Bio-Marge thing seemed like a gimmick, but that personality modifier could be interesting. Neither function really offered a solution to my current problem. I rolled out of bed and got dressed but paused in front of the mirror. I thought about what Kyoko said to me yesterday. In her eyes I was the girl she loved, but I knew the truth and I could see it.
“This is unhealthy.” I had to sort this out as soon as I could.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up, take a loot at the update screen then head to school.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“You ready to apologise yet?” Mei asked me the moment she saw me. Well it seemed she was content playing our silly game instead of swapping back.
“Apologise? Me? What for?” I gave a firm answer, one that would ensure this situation continued.
“Fine. I guess we’ll just stay like this for the rest of the day!” She wasn’t backing down. That should give me enough time to resolve this, but in case it didn’t…
“Rest of the day? We’ll stay like this until you finally cave in and apologise!” My choice of words threatened her pride. Now she’d definitely not back down.
“Hey team what’s up?” Dave noticed our fierce stand off and butted in. This guy still hadn’t picked up on the fact two of his closest friends had swapped bodies. Maybe I should have some fun with him. On second thoughts I didn’t want to cause any more trouble until I’d resolved the Kyoko situation.
“Nothing, see you later. I have something to do.” I went off in search of Kyoko but couldn’t find her. I tried again during morning break but again couldn’t figure out where she was. At least at lunch she’d come find me as per usual.
It wasn’t long after noon that my last morning class finished and I headed for the hunger relief that was the canteen. Our table had Dave, Yumi, Mei and I seated at it but no Kyoko.
“You must have done somthing last night to scare her off,” Mei jokingly accused. “Great work.” She was happy but I wasn’t. Last night’s event had only made us grow closer. I hadn’t given her any reason to be avoiding me and that made me worry. I hoped she was just running late but as we finished out food it became very clear Kyoko wasn’t coming. I hadn’t seen her at school at all so it was possible she was absent. Actually that was likely it but now I was more worried than before. Kyoko was always energetic and I hadn’t seen anything wrong last night so illness was unlikely the cause.
“Mei can I use your phone to text Kyoko?” I wanted to at least try to find out what was going on.
“No way. I’m not letting you anywhere near my phone, especially for the purpose of texting Kyoko.” Mei remained stubborn and refused to let me use her phone. I couldn’t use my phone as that would raise questions. There was five minutes of lunch left so I snuck off and rushed over to the school office. I rang the bell and got the attention of the secretary.
“Hi, I need to find out the address of one of the girls in the year below,” I explained.
“Well I’m sorry but I can’t hand out that information without consent.” I thought as much. Plan B. I whipped out my phone and fired up the poser function.
“You will give me the home address Kyoko.” I didn’t know her second name. Fortunately she was the only girl in school named Kyoko so my order went through without a hitch. The secretary typed something into the computer, hit print and then handed me a sheet with all of Kyoko’s information.
“Thanks. You will now forget this ever happened.” I pocketed Kyoko’s information and walked away as the bell rang signalling the start of afternoon classes. Maybe I should have had the secretary tamper with the school register so I could leave early. Too late for that now.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Kyoko never comes to school. Worried about her you find out her address so you can find her later.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I was stood outside the school looking at the sheet of paper in my hand. I knew what bus Kyoko usually got so was standing in line waiting for it to arrive. In my other hand I was typing the address listed into a map app. It calculated the easiest route there and surprisingly it was within walking distance.
“Odd, Kyoko always got the bus home.” It was a ten minute wait for the bus usually but I could walk to her address in just fifteen. It hardly seemed worth it. I was about to just walk it when the bus showed up. Seeing no reason not to I decided to save a few minutes and get on and shortly after the packed bus moved off beginning its route. The direction it was taking however wasn’t what I expected. It wasn’t taking me anywhere near Kyoko’s address but nobody else was reacting to this suggesting the bus was on its normal route. Something seemed odd and I followed my gut instinct and got off as soon as I could. Twenty minutes of walking later I arrived at where the bus should have been taking me. The walls in this part of town were high and covered in graffiti and dominating the skyline were three ugly tower blocks. This was a lower income area and those ugly tower blocks could together house hundreds of families that couldn’t afford proper houses. I double checked Kyoko’s address with the street sign. She lived around here somewhere. I followed my phone’s directions until I found her address. It led me to one of the ugly tower blocks but Kyoko’s address wasn’t located inside it. Her address was right next to ugly grey tower which cast a dark shadow over it. Kyoko’s house was a semi-detached bungalow with a bent iron gate and overgrown driveway. The house number matched so I walked up the fifty year old driveway and rang the doorbell but there was no sound. Was it broke? I knocked the door instead and waited. A door did open but it was the next door neighbour’s door, not Kyoko’s.
“Excuse me, are looking for Kyoko?” A middle-aged woman called out to me.
“Yes. Have you seen her?” A dog slipped past the woman and began sniffing around the front garden.
“She’s at the hospital. I’m not sure when she’ll be back.” A chill ran through me.
“The hospital? Did something happen to her?” That would explain why she wasn’t at school.
“Not to her. Her grandfather hasn’t been healthy recently and collapsed last night. I hope it isn’t too serious.” At least it wasn’t Kyoko who was admitted.
“Can you tell her I visited when she gets home later?”
“Well, I’m not sure when she’ll be coming home. Last time her grandfather collapsed she refused to leave the hospital.” She must be very close with him.
“What about her parents?” My question surprised the woman.
“Her parents? Oh you don’t know? Well it’s not my place to say although sometimes I wish I did know where they were so I could give them an earful!” The woman seemed angered by thinking of them. Something told me that Kyoko’s parents weren’t the ones taking care of their daughter.
“Do you know which hospital Kyoko went to?”
“Well I’m not certain but it’ll probably be the same one they always take her grandfather to.” That was a start. I got her to tell me and as she did so I typed the address into my phone. The map quickly gave me directions to the hospital but it wasn’t exactly convenient. If I left now I’d be lucky to get there before the end of visiting hours.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You head to Kyoko's home which turns out to be in a lower income area. While looking for her a neighbour tells you she is at the hospital with her grandfather.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Head to the hospital|Kyoko4]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was too much effort. I didn’t have time to chase after Kyoko. She’d come back to school soon and I could sort all this out then. I got the bus back to my own home glad I didn’t live in this area.
“Welcome home.” Chloe welcomed me back. “Any luck undoing the curse?”
“No. Sorry.”
“Oh that’s a shame. You know in this movie they were able to swap back once they understood each other. Perhaps there is something you two should be saying to each other but aren’t?” Wow that movie was pretty accurate. If Mei just said sorry then this whole thing would be over.
“Maybe, but if that’s the case then whatever it is Mei isn’t saying it.” Not much I can do about that. “I’m heading up to my room.” I was now responsible for Mei’s homework. If I didn’t do it then I’d land myself in detention, but due to how the school handles detentions her parents would be informed about it. I didn’t want to piss them off or they might try to force this whole situation to an unwelcome resolution.
“What a pain.” Homework was never easy. Homework for a subject I’d never studied was downright impossible. I had to constantly search terms online and even with online tools aiding me I struggled get it done before dinner. Once everything was done I had some time to sit down and think. This body swap with Mei was becoming a nuisance. The biggest annoyance was that I’d been given the power to change my body however I liked it, but since was Mei’s body I couldn’t.
“There’s a thought.” I could alter it anyway. In fact I could go a step further and sabotage it, then give it back to Mei and laugh as she discovers the changes. That would involve me apologising to her though first.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You don't waste time chasing Kyoko. You instead focus on Mei. You wonder if it would be fun to apologise and give back Mei a faulty body. That would involve throwing in the towel though.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[It’ll be a fake apology though|MeiHA4]]</div>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I just couldn’t leave this be. I knew where Kyoko probably was so I got on the bus and headed through the centre of town on the long journey to the hospital. I got lucky and arrived before visiting hours ended. I quickly approached the front desk and began speaking with the receptionist.
“Hi, I’m looking for a friend of mine. Her grandfather was admitted last night after collapsing.”
“I’ll need more information than that. Do you have a name?”
“Her name is Kyoko.”
“Her grandfather I meant.” I had no idea what his name was.
“Can you check the records for elderly men being admitted last night?”
“I’m afraid that’s against the rules.” That fact she could do it was good enough. Poser time. “No cell phones in the hospital please,” she requested seeing me take out my phone.
“I’ll put it away, but first you are going to give me any information I ask for. Now I need to know about elderly men who were admitted to the hospital yesterday evening after 10.” Assuming Kyoko was the one who called the ambulance, it must have happened after she got back from the movies with me. That gave me a more accurate time window. The receptionist checked the hospital records and gave me the names of two men both of whom were in the same ward. I quickly headed in their direction, slowing down as I approached the shared room one of the men were in. I peeked inside but no sign of Kyoko. I moved a few doors down and peeked inside again. Bingo. Orange hair, twin tails and the same clothing she was wearing at the movies last night. Kyoko was sitting in the corner of the room next to a man who didn’t look at all healthy. The heart monitor regularly beeped with each weak heart. Kyoko’s expression was one of fear, worry, sadness and uncertainty. I didn’t know her personal circumstances, but I knew that she needed comforting. I steadied my nerves and knocked the door.
“Kyoko,” I started with her name. She looked up at me surprised to see me there.
“Mei? I… Thanks for coming.” She wasn’t sure why I was there or how I’d known, but she was grateful that I had. “I’m pretty uncool right, sitting here with tears in my eyes…” She lacked the usual energy. It was heart breaking to her see like this. She looked at the old man who was at deaths door and tears began to creep down her cheek. I moved over and comforted her with a reassuring embrace.
“It’ll be alright,” I whispered.
“It won’t be!” She pushed me away with a tearful shout. “He’s all I got. I… It’s too soon. I don’t want to lose him.” I wasn’t good at handling grief. Kyoko’s grandfather was very important to her and I’d never lost anyone that important to me so I couldn’t understand her emotions. Right now she was helpless and unable to do anything and that was what was hurting her the most. It was all in the hands of fate… but it didn’t have to be.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You find Kyoko at the hospital with her grandfather who is at death's door. She is distraught seeing him this way. He may not survive the night.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Let fate decide|kyop1]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Ensure the old man survives|kyop2]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Put him back on his feet with a spring in his step|Kyop3]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>It wasn’t my place to interfere with life and death.
“I’ll be praying for him,” I told Kyoko. “If you need me then send me a message.” I then left before the temptation to help him got to me. Choosing who lives and who dies wasn’t why I had this power. If could have saved her grandfather, but then I’d have to ask myself why I wasn’t saving the other guy in the room or the entire hospital for that matter. Rather than waste its potential merely delaying people’s deaths I felt it could do a lot more. If Kyoko’s grandfather passes away I can use the app on her to help her with her grief. I’d just wait and see how things worked out and interfere only if absolutely necessary.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You choose not to interfere.<<endif>><div id="ui-bar2"></div><img id="banner" src="images/Day3hospitalcard.png">
[[Next Day|kyop1a]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I could do nothing, or I could tip things to fall in a favourable direction. Kyoko was watching me so I had to be careful about how I handled this. The rules about phone usage might trigger her to enquire about what I was doing.
“Want a drink?” I asked her. She didn’t answer which usually meant yes but with reluctance to accept help. I left the room and picked out a doctor whose image I’d be borrowing. I copied his appearance, slipped into the toilets and applied it to myself. I slipped back out and headed back to the room Kyoko was in.
“I just need to run some checks, is that okay?” I pretended to be a doctor at this hospital and that my phone was a part of my monitoring equipment. I pretended to be looking at data while I was actually using the body modification function. The reason for the old man’s collapsed was a stroke which made treating him a little difficult. If I rolled back his body then he might just suffer another one so I had to do more than just that. I’d roll his body back by 24 hours then remove the factors that would have led to his stroke to prevent it from happening. It took a full five minutes to do but when I was done his heartbeat had increased; hopefully there wouldn’t be a reply of last night.
“He’s on the road to recovery, I’m fairly confident he’ll back up again soon but we’ll have to keep him here for observation.” I left again to find somewhere secluded to return to normal. I went and bought the drinks I’d promised then return to Kyoko’s room where she’d cheered up a little.
“I miss something?” I asked upon entering the room.
“The doctor says he’s getting better,” Kyoko said with relief. “I’m glad.” She seemed better now having been given the good news.
“Excuse me,” a nurse appeared at the door. “Visiting hours will soon be over. If you want to stay longer you’ll need to submit a request at the front office.”
“Sure thing,” I replied. Kyoko didn’t look like she wanted to leave, but she stood up anyway. She held the old guys hand then promised to visit again soon. Kyoko didn’t say much on the way back. It was out of character for her and I felt she’d never reach the house unless I walked her back there.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tip the scales to ensure her grandfather survives but nothing more. He should recover on his own with time so you take Kyoko home.<<endif>><div id="ui-bar2"></div><img id="banner" src="images/Day3hospitalcard.png">
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I looked at the old guy then cracked a smile. This kind of thing just wasn’t a problem for me anymore.
“Time to end this guy’s suffering,” I made a cruel joke but the ends justified the means as they say. Kyoko was appalled by my remark, but she didn’t stop me as I targeted the old guy with the Reborn app and began making modifications. I could have turned him back into a thirty year old stallion, but the hospital would ask too many questions so I had to restrain myself. I normalised his blood pressure, cleaned the fat clogging his arteries, scrubbed the cancer and just for good measure rolled things back a week. He didn’t wake up so I went further putting a bit of strength back into his muscles, boosting his immune system and rejuvenating his nerves. It was the change to his nerves that caused him to break out of the coma. His eyes popped open he sprung up from his bed.
“What happened?” He felt different. No surprise considering what I’d just done to him. He looked around and recognised the hospital room. “Oh I collapsed again.” He slid back slowly onto his bed.
“You’re okay!” Kyoko was relieved to see him awake. She leaned over hugged him tightly. “I was so worried!”
“There there my girl, it’ll take more than… whatever happened… to kill me,” he joked. He saw the wires plugged into his wrist then glanced across at the heart monitor. “See there, the heart machine says I’m healthy.” The heart monitor was showing the results of a healthy man. His heart rate had increased significantly from what it was a minute ago, both in strength and in frequency. The moment was interrupted by a knock on the door.
“Visiting hours will soon be over. If you want to stay longer you’ll need to submit a request at the front office.”
“Any chance you’ll let me leave as well?” The old guy joked. Kyoko didn’t take it lightly and gave him a stern telling off. “I’m just kidding, I feel like a million bucks but that’s probably the drugs they pumped into me to keep my ticker ticking. Go home and get some rest, I’ll be joining you as soon as they let me.” He encouraged Kyoko to leave and I helped by giving Kyoko a reassuring tap on the shoulder.
“He’ll be fine Kyoko,” I told her. Then I learned in close to whisper. “I know because I’m the one who healed him.” I let go and left. Naturally she was quick to follow.
“Mei! What was that just now?”
“I’ll tell you somewhere more private.” I couldn’t go back to mine for various reasons so we headed back to Kyoko’s place. I was a little curious about her background after seeing what I had. The journey back wasn’t short so I had a chance to hear her story.
“My parents put me up for adoption when I was three. There was an affair followed by a divorce and neither of them wanted to be responsible for me. My mother’s parents stepped in and effectively adopted me then my mother left the country to find a new life elsewhere. I haven’t seen her since nor have I seen my father,” Kyoko explained. I promised to show her the app if she told me about herself in exchange. “It’s stupid right? Want to throw out your only child on the street and forcing your own parents to bear the burden of your mistake. I hate them both.” Kyoko clenched her fist but didn’t allow her voice to rise. I was at a loss as what to say. I never imaged that the cheerful energetic Kyoko would have a dark past.
“Well I fulfilled my end of our deal, time for you to fulfil yours.” Kyoko stood up and I followed her off the bus. There was still one question I had though.
“Why did you try to hide where you live?”
“I don’t want people taking pity on me. Simple as that.” I doubted it was that simple but we’d now arrived back at her small house. She let me inside and it was immediately apparent this place hadn’t changed much in the past fifty years. The wall paint was a faded white and stains covered the walls in their plenty. The floor carpet was ancient and most of the furniture dark oak. The phone on the hallway table looked like it was from the 1980s. I guess it was hard for a pensioner to support a child and be able to buy nice things for the house. Kyoko’s room was half the size of my own. Seeing all this was bringing back memories from before I moved in with Chloe. I understood the hardships living in these conditions all too well.
“Well here we are, so it’s time for you to tell all.” I’d made the decision to use the app in front of her so I owed her an explanation.
“My phone has a special app that can alter reality. That’s the TL;DR explanation anyway. I don’t even know what the full version is.”
“Show me.” So I did. I showed her the screen of the Reborn app which contained the options that had been unlocked thus far. “Is that for real?”
“You’ve already seen what it can do. When they let your grandfather out of hospital you’ll see that he is healthier than ever. I could easily make it so that he is so healthy that he’ll outlive you.” A lot of what I was saying didn’t make sense to her, but she understood one thing and that was that her grandfather would be fine because of me.
“Thank you,” she whispered with emotion. She suddenly stepped towards me and I lifted my phone upwards as she wrapped her arms around me. “Thank you so much!” She was beginning to cry again. I guess that is how a lot of people would react when you pull the person they care most about in the world away from death’s door. I was content just letting her have her teary moment but she suddenly took things a step further. She pressed her body against mine as she kissed me. Our lips connected and I was a little surprised by the suddenness of it all.
“I love you,” she whispered then kissed me again. She wanted to reward me for helping her and I was more than eager to accept it. I put my phone away and let our tongues dance as our kiss turned passionate. We sat on her bed and allowed our hands to join in on the action.
“I want to make you feel good,” Kyoko teased. I knew what she meant by that and she already had her hands under my blouse touching my skin. In the back of my mind however a voice was warning me about letting this continue. She still thought I was Mei and that might cause trouble later.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You heal Kyoko's grandfather and he wakes up feeling better than ever. You head home with Kyoko. She makes a move on you but you are held back about thoughts of lying to Kyoko.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Let her continue|Kyop3a]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Tell her the truth|Kyop3b]]</div>
<<if $TLDR is "no">>I’d find another time to tell her; right now I just wanted to feel good with her. I assisted her in removing my blouse and then helped her out of hers. We kissed again but this time we also pressed our chests against each other. I silenced my concerns and enjoyed the moment. Her lips tasted sweet and felt inviting yet it was only a taste of what was to come. Following the removal of our tops we removed the lower half of our clothing. With both of us fighting to be the lead both ended up naked with our faces inches from the other’s puss. I looked at Kyoko’s moist pink entrance and couldn’t resist the temptation to dive in. I spread her folds and inserted my tongue. It was as if I was licking my own pussy as in the same moment I had pushed my tongue into her, she had done <<click "the same to me.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/KyoMei.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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It tasted strange, not what I’d been expecting yet I was already addicted. I stimulated her with my tongue and with her doing the same to me I quickly learnt what felt good and what didn’t. I was soon well acquainted with a woman’s pleasure and it felt good. So good I couldn’t stop myself and began using my fingers to stimulate her as well. On the other end Kyoko continued to match my movements, driving me further and further into ecstasy as I did the same. I felt something begin to build up, something that was craving for release but got stronger the longer I kept it inside me.
“Mei, I can’t take much moooore,” Kyoko cried out.
“Me neither,” I said not stopping my assault. I wanted it, I had to have it. I saw the bud that was her clitoris and sucked on it while assaulting it with my tongue. Kyoko was doing the same and the pleasure was beyond my wildest dreams. I lost my ability to think and my ability to resist dissolved as my orgasm rushed over me. I cried out as I came hard and a clear liquid squirted into my face as Kyoko did the same. I felt a brief light-headedness before I began to recover.
“That was amazing,” I declared. This feeling wasn’t something I ever wanted to give up. . If Mei wanted me to keep her body then I’d not complain.
“Yeah… it feels way better than when I masturbated thinking about you. Speaking of which, do you want to tell me who you are?” I rolled over and saw Kyoko was dead serious. She knew that I wasn’t Mei and all things considered I couldn’t blame her.
“You’re right, I’m not Mei. Mei is currently running around in my body while I’m in hers. Sorry for deceiving you.”
“I thought as much. Mei would never give into my whims, that is what I liked her… and then there’s you. You allowed me to live out my dream of going on a date with her, then you went and gave me the thing I value most in the world, my grandfather’s health. You can tell me who you, because at this point I’m incapable of hating you.” Her eyes told me that she was telling the truth. I couldn’t hold myself back as I told her my secret.
“I’m actually Joe, you know, the guy you hate.” Kyoko was surprised but after a moment she just smiled.
“Hated, but now I see you very differently.” Her <<click "hand slid into my mine">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/KyoMei2.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and her fingers interlinked. “Thank you so much,” she whispered then closed her eyes.
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“I need to get home, will you be okay?” It was getting late and I’d come here straight after school so my family was probably worried.
“I’ll be fine so long I can see you again.” Geez when did she become such a romantic?
“See you at school tomorrow?”
“I’ll be visiting my grandfather, but you’re welcome to come back here anytime.” If that was an invitation to come round afterschool then I might just take it. I reassembled my uniform from the heap on the floor then grabbed my belongings and left. It had been an unexpected turn of events but all things considered, it had been an amazing experience.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You hold the truth but after some amazing sex she reveals she already knew you weren't Mei.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I had to say it now before it got too hard to say it.
“Kyoko stop.” I gently pushed her away. “I’m not who you think I am,” I declared. Kyoko didn’t seem surprised by the announcement which was surprising to me.
“Are you the one who healed my grandfather?” She asked.
“Well yes.” That obviously had been me.
“And are you the one who took me out on that amazing date last night?”
“That was also me.”
“Then I don’t care about the rest.” She pushed forward again, kissing me and giving me a taste of her lips. “You can change your appearance, but that doesn’t change what you’ve already done for me.”
Her lips tasted sweet and felt inviting yet it was only a taste of what was to come. Following the removal of our tops we removed the lower half of our clothing. With both of us fighting to be the lead both ended up naked with our faces inches from the other’s puss. I looked at Kyoko’s moist pink entrance and couldn’t resist the temptation to dive in. I spread her folds and inserted my tongue. It was as if I was licking my own pussy as in the same moment I had pushed my tongue into her, she had done <<click "the same to me.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/KyoMei.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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It tasted strange, not what I’d been expecting yet I was already addicted. I stimulated her with my tongue and with her doing the same to me I quickly learnt what felt good and what didn’t. I was soon well acquainted with a woman’s pleasure and it felt good. So good I couldn’t stop myself and began using my fingers to stimulate her as well. On the other end Kyoko continued to match my movements, driving me further and further into ecstasy as I did the same. I felt something begin to build up, something that was craving for release but got stronger the longer I kept it inside me.
“Mei, I can’t take much moooore,” Kyoko cried out.
“Me neither,” I said not stopping my assault. I wanted it, I had to have it. I saw the bud that was her clitoris and sucked on it while assaulting it with my tongue. Kyoko was doing the same and the pleasure was beyond my wildest dreams. I lost my ability to think and my ability to resist dissolved as my orgasm rushed over me. I cried out as I came hard and a clear liquid squirted into my face as Kyoko did the same. I felt a brief light-headedness before I began to recover.
“That was amazing,” I declared. This feeling wasn’t something I ever wanted to give up. . If Mei wanted me to keep her body then I’d not complain.
“Yeah… it feels way better than when I masturbated thinking about you. Speaking of which, do you want to tell me who you are?” I rolled over and saw Kyoko was dead serious. She knew that I wasn’t Mei and all things considered I couldn’t blame her.
“Well I’m not Mei; that much you already know. Mei is currently running around in my body while I’m in hers. Sorry for deceiving you.”
“I thought as much. Mei would never give into my whims, that is what I liked her… and then there’s you. You allowed me to live out my dream of going on a date with her, then you went and gave me the thing I value most in the world, my grandfather’s health. You can tell me who you, because at this point I’m incapable of hating you.” Her eyes told me that she was telling the truth. I couldn’t hold myself back as I told her my secret.
“I’m actually Joe, you know, the guy you hate.” Kyoko was surprised but after a moment she just smiled.
“Hated, but now I see you very differently.” Her <<click "hand slid into my mine">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/KyoMei2.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and her fingers interlinked. “Thank you so much,” she whispered then closed her eyes.
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“I need to get home, will you be okay?” It was getting late and I’d come here straight after school so my family was probably worried.
“I’ll be fine so long I can see you again.” Geez when did she become such a romantic.
“See you at school tomorrow?”
“I’ll be visiting my grandfather, but you’re welcome to come back here anytime.” If that was an invitation to come round afterschool then I might just take it. I reassembled my uniform from the heap on the floor then grabbed my belongings and left. It had been an unexpected turn of events but all things considered, it had been an amazing experience. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell her the truth but that doesn't change her opinion of you and you proceed to have sex.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Kyop4]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>As I arrived home I was greeted by my family.
“What happened to you? We expected you home hours ago,” Chloe said sounding worried. Due to the unusual situation I was in they were more worried than normal.
“Sorry. I was searching for a way to undo the curse. I thought I was close but it turned out to be a dead end.” I faked sounding depressed. That earned me some sympathy so they didn’t press me about where exactly I was.
“Oh, well let us know if you do it again, we were worried about you.”
“Sorry,” I apologised again then headed upstairs. I didn’t enjoy lying to them but it was just the easier thing to do right now. The truth was far too confusing, so much so even I wasn’t sure what I was doing. I lay down in my bed and thought about Kyoko. She’d done nothing but surprise me today. Her tragic past and her confession of love despite knowing who I was; she’d surprised me in more ways than one. Then there were the more pleasant surprises like how good it had felt to have sex with her. It left me with a few questions about her though. Was she attracted me to because I was in Mei’s body? How would she react to the real me? It was these thoughts that filled my mind as I drifted to sleep later that night.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You return home and apologise for being late. You head to bed wondering about tomorrow.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t expect to see Kyoko at school that day. As I sat down to have lunch at a table of four her absence was confirmed when she never showed up. I didn’t bring up the topic of Mei and I having swapped bodies, but that didn’t stop Mei forcing it.
“Being a boy sucks,” she suddenly began complaining about life in my body. “I wish someone would hurry up and apologise so we can switch back.” I didn’t respond immediately which gave Dave his chance to speak up.
“Did I miss something?” He looked at Mei, then me, then Yumi, then back to Mei.
“You’ll figure it out,” Yumi teased. Dave continued making the little hamster in his head work overtime trying to figure this out.
“Oh I get it, you guys are messing with me like the time Joe and I made up that TV show that didn’t exist and kept on telling you guys to watch it.” I face palmed. Yes that was something we did, but that was three years ago and it wasn’t Mei and Yumi we did it to. We decided to exclude Dave from the conversation and carry on without him.
“Are you ready to apologise yet?” Mei pressed. While her concern was with returning to normal, mine was with how Kyoko would react. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You head to school and find yourself asking if Kyoko likes you as you, or because you look like Mei. You wonder if you should test this.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Return to normal|Kyop6]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“You first,” I suggested. I’d stay as her for now until I could be more sure of Kyoko’s feelings.
“I refuse!” I saw that coming. We continued exchanging words but nothing I said could break through Mei’s stubbornness. Lunch ended with me still in her body and after school I headed for Kyoko’s house. I sent Chloe was text to say I’d be home late as I had no idea how long this would take.
I rang the doorbell then remembered it was broke so knocked the door instead. A few moments later the door was unlocked and a healthy looking old man greeted me. It was Kyoko’s grandfather and he looked really healthy for a man only just discharged from hospital.
“It’s you!” He grabbed my hand and shook it. “You’re the angel who healed me!” His hand was pretty bony but had a fair bit of strength to it.
“No problem. Is Kyoko here?” I asked.
“Oh yes, Kyoko your friend is here.” From her bedroom Kyoko emerged with a joyful expression. “Let me say again how much I appreciate what you’ve done for me, for us.” I was invited inside and showed the way to the living room. The house was cleaner than what it had been yesterday. The place had been cleaned thoroughly although there were things that no amount of cleaning would improve such as the old damaged furniture. I sat down on an old sofa that felt like it didn’t have any springs left in it.
“I was discharged this morning; the doctors couldn’t quite believe it,” he explained. “I told them it was the work of an angel. I guess you could say there are two angels in my household now.” He patted Kyoko on the head.
“I’m glad I could help.” It was starting to feel awkward.
“Grandpa stop, you’re going to make Mei feel awkward.” There it was, Mei. She clearly saw me as her even though she knew the truth.
“Oh I’m so sorry. Well let me say once again how grateful I am. Now I’ll leave you two alone.” He got up and headed through to the kitchen. I saw Kyoko give a warm smile as he left.
“Mei, I meant it when I said thanks. Today has been one of the best days in my life. Grandpa is just so alive. It reminds me of how he used to be. You didn’t just save his life; you gave him back to me.”
“I’m glad I could help. Listen Kyoko, can we go into your room? I want to talk about something.”
“Sure.” We headed through into her small room.
“Kyoko, would you prefer for me to stay this way?” My question puzzled her a little.
“What do you mean?”
“Physically, do you want me to stay as Mei?” She had to take a moment to think about what I was asking her.
“I guess that’s up to you, would you rather I call you Joe or Mei?”
“That’s what I’m asking you!”
“But it’s not my decision. Joe, Mei, I don’t care what I have to call you; it doesn’t change the fact you helped me so much. Honestly it’s all a bit awkward. I’m happy calling you Mei, but that would be confusing since you aren’t Mei. I don’t really like the name Joe …” Kyoko suddenly had a devilish look spread across her face. She moved in and quickly stole a kiss. “And if I’m honest, I don’t really want to kiss Joe either.” So she did prefer me like this.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to stay as Mei and trick Mei into not forcing a change. After school you head to Kyoko's to see how she reacts. She seems to prefer you being in Mei's body.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[I’ll need to make arrangements for this to become more permanent|Kyob2a]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[This isn’t who I am and if she can’t accept that then this won’t work|Kyob2b]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Sure.” I didn’t apologise. I simply targeted Mei with the app and swapped us back. I’d lost interest in continuing our game.
“I’m me again!” Mei was overjoyed by being back to normal. We swapped each other’s possessions such as house keys, wallets and most importantly, phones.
“Don’t you dare use it on me without permission,” she ordered handing it back to me. I didn’t make any promises because I already had plans to use it on her. I bid my time and when it was clear I targeted her with the copy function. I needed to borrow her body without her knowing about it. After school I didn’t get on a bus, instead sent a Chloe a message saying I’d be late again then began the brief walk to Kyoko’s house. Before arriving I slipped behind a dumpster to transform myself into Mei. I didn’t want to just show up as me out of the blue.
I rang the doorbell then remembered it was broke so knocked the door instead. A few moments later the door was unlocked and a healthy looking old man greeted me. It was Kyoko’s grandfather and he looked really healthy for a man only just discharged from hospital.
“It’s you!” He grabbed my hand and shook it. “You’re the angel who healed me!” His hand was pretty bony but had a fair bit of strength to it.
“No problem. Is Kyoko here?” I asked.
“Oh yes, Kyoko your friend is here.” From her bedroom Kyoko emerged with a joyful expression. “Let me say again how much I appreciate what you’ve done for me, for us.” I was invited inside and showed the way to the living room. The house was cleaner than what it had been yesterday. The place had been cleaned thoroughly although there were things that no amount of cleaning would improve such as the old damaged furniture. I sat down on an old sofa that felt like it didn’t have any springs left in it.
“I was discharged this morning; the doctors couldn’t quite believe it,” he explained. “I told them it was the work of an angel. I guess you could say there are two angels in my household now.” He patted Kyoko on the head.
“I’m glad I could help.” It was starting to feel awkward.
“Grandpa stop, you’re going to make Mei feel awkward.” Mei huh? Was that who she saw me as, or did she just say it since Joe would raise questions?
“Oh I’m so sorry. Well let me say once again how grateful I am. Now I’ll leave you two alone.” He got up and headed through to the kitchen. I saw Kyoko give a warm smile as he left.
“Mei, I mean it when I say thanks. Today has been one of the best days in my life. Grandpa is just so alive. It reminds me of how he used to be. You didn’t just save his life, you gave him back to me.” There it was again, Mei.
“Can we go into your room? I want to talk about something.”
“Sure.” We headed through into her small room.
“Kyoko can you stop calling me Mei. Watch, this is who I really am.” I undid the change I’d made earlier turning me back to my normal self. “I’m Joe, not Mei.” Kyoko was a little unnerved by my sudden change.
“I know, I just had to see it I guess.” She looked at me with conflicted eyes. “I… I don’t mean this as an insult, but if you can transform into to anyone you want then why are you still you?”
“Wow, big insult there… but I agree with you. Maybe the reason I received this power was because I wasn’t happy being me.” I didn’t have the answer as to why I had this power, but if I had to guess that would be my number one.
“Do you want to try being someone else?” Kyoko suggested.
“Do you really hate this face that much?” I wonder how she’d respond to that.
“Joe, I don’t want to be harsh but I want to be truthful and the truth is you’re unattractive. I’m not into guys that much and you, you’re the last… second last… guy in school who’d I’d ever kiss.” The second last comment had my momentarily distracted. “I still love you. The date, what you’ve done for me, what we did last night; you’re the best thing that has ever happened to me.”
“But I’m not attractive?” That sounds like the kind of thing I should be upset over, but with the power I had it didn’t have to be. I reached into my pocket for my phone, opened up the Reborn app and tossed it into Kyoko’s hands.
“If you have a problem with my looks then by all means change them.” I wanted to know what Kyoko’s vision of the perfect partner was. Maybe I was being foolish, but Kyoko’s words of truth had resonated within me and that was why I trusted her with the Reborn app.
“How do I…” The problem was she was inexperienced with it. Fortunately the app had just updated itself with something I could use to solve that problem. I took it back from her and opened up the new memory alteration function. Using it I could transfer to her all my memories, those relating to a specific event or all my knowledge relating to a specific subject. I transferred to her all my knowledge regarding the usage of the Reborn app. With that she knew how to use it as well as I did.
“I can’t believe it, this thing is insane.” She looked at me then back at the app. “I can change you however I want?” She asked.
“Just my body, don’t alter my memories or my personality.” I didn’t want her turning me into a different person mentally.
“Of course, um… well can you close your eyes? This feels a bit awkward to use with you watching me do it. Actually better idea, I’m ordering you to sleep for the next hour!” And with that I fell into a deep slumber.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You swap back with Mei then borrow her image for visitng Kyoko. You show Kyoko your real appearence which turns her off so she decides to transform you.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>As it stood Mei was refusing to turn back to normal. It was a situation that I could easily get out of anytime I wanted. It was pretty clear that now was the time to do so.
“Kyoko, how about I become Mei?” I suggested.
“What do you mean?”
“I replace her. I can make her become me. I can alter her memories so that she thinks that she, and always has been, Joe. I can even take her memories so that I can fit right into her place.” Kyoko let go of me realising that I wasn’t lying.
“You can do that? That’s scary. Imagine finding out that everything you knew was a lie… I… I might not even be me.” Kyoko paused for a second as she dealt with the frightening prospect of that. “Actually I’d rather not know if that was true. I’m happy being me, even if it meant living a lie I don’t want to discover that I used to actually be someone else.”
“If we for a moment assumed that you did use to be someone else, I’d have no idea about how I’d reveal that fact.” I could only undo my own changes assuming that I wasn’t the first person to have used the app, but I’d yet to see evidence to suggest a previous user.
“I don’t think it matters,” Kyoko was back to normal. “It seems wrong, but we’ll be the only ones who know. The new Joe will have no idea and what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” Seems like Kyoko was on board.
“Then it’s settled. Tomorrow I’ll replace Mei.” It should be easy enough. Kyoko however seemed nervous, like she was holding back a question.
“Mei… Your app, can it bring back the dead?” Where did that come from?
“Honestly, I haven’t tried. If the app allowed me to target dead bodies then maybe it could bring them back to life.” There were a thousand problems with even trying that. I hoped it was impossible as I didn’t want to be tempted to use it.
“Forget I said anything,” Kyoko suddenly backed down. I guess she had someone she wanted to bring. “Sorry for ruining the mood.”
“Why don’t we try to get back into it?” I learnt over and kissed her. She responded and we began to get frisky. A knock on the door however tore us apart and we tided ourselves up.
“Yeah gramps?” Kyoko called back.
“Do you and your friend want to join me for a walk? I feel like going on a hike.” I saw a radiant smile of Kyoko’s face.
“Do it,” I whispered across. “We’ll have all the time we want later.”
“Sure gramps,” Kyoko called out. “I’ll hold you to that,” she whispered to me then stood up. I didn’t think going for a hike possible in this part of the world due to a lack of nearby hills. My mistake was thinking the hills would be nearby. Over an hour later we were on the outskirts of the city travelling up a dusty road near the quarry.
“This route sure has changed since I was last up here,” Kyoko’s grandfather explained. He talked a lot about the city, imparting knowledge only someone who’s lived here for over sixty years could. It was enjoyable, and having a view over the entire city helped me realise just how insignificant what I planned to do tomorrow was.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell Kyoko about your plans to replace Mei. She is uncertain at first but comes to agree with you.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Kyob3a]]<div id="ui-bar2"></div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I gently pushed Kyoko away. This just wasn’t going to work.
“Kyoko, I’m afraid this won’t work. This is who I am, and I if who I am isn’t something you are comfortable with then we shouldn’t force it.”
“But you can change that.”
“Yes, but like I said I don’t want to force it.”
“Then… you could change me to…” I put out my hand to stop her.
“Kyoko, this is wrong. We shouldn’t be changing who we are just to be with each other. The one you like is Mei. Don’t force yourself to try and like me just because of what I did to help you. If this is about repaying me then don’t worry about it.”
“But…” She wasn’t letting this go.
“Just be yourself, tomorrow I’m swapping back with Mei. You can continue to show your love to the person you actually like.” There wasn’t anything left to say. I soon left, declining her grandfather’s offer to join him on a walk. I went straight home and made my decision on the way. Tomorrow morning I’d swap back with Mei before things could get any more complicated.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell Kyoko it won't work. She tries to convince you otherwise but you stand by your decision.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Kyob3b]]<div id="ui-bar2"></div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I woke up after an hour fully aware of the last thing to happen to me. I looked for Kyoko and saw her instantly grinning at me from the corner of the room.
“Sooo how do you like it?” She held up a mirror and <<click "I saw myself.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MuscleMei.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
For some reason I was naked par Mei’s sporty underwear. My hair colour also closely resembled Mei’s. I was definitely a woman again but my body had muscle it didn’t have before. Mei had always been athletic but that didn’t compare to the mix of feminine muscle my body now had.
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“I tried to think up what my perfect girlfriend would look like and this is what I came up with,” Kyoko explained. That was concerning since I heavily resembled Mei right now. It was clear she had just turned me back into Mei then altered my body to suit her tastes.
“Honestly I don’t know what to say.”
“Say yes, to another date that is.” Kyoko looked at me expectantly. Well the fact I had free will regarding that question meant she hadn’t used the poser on me. Another date huh? That could be fun.
“Sure, but since you asked me you’ll be in charge of planning.” I was curious as to what her idea of a date would be.
“Oh you want me to be in charge? You better prepare yourself.”
“When…”
“Tomorrow after school!” She knew what I was about to ask. She seemed eager, very eager. I wasn’t sure what she had planned but it had gotten her excited. “I want to do naughty things to you do badly right now, but I can wait until tomorrow.” I hadn’t realised that my almost naked appearance had gotten her aroused. She’s been waiting for me to wake up to make her move but now she planned to wait for tomorrow.
“Will you be at school tomorrow?” I asked her.
“I guess I should. Don’t worry, I won’t tell Mei anything.” That was reassuring. I still felt concerned about her plans. Maybe putting my fate in her hands wasn’t a great idea after all.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>She turns you into a girl who resembles Mei but is more muscular. Another date is suggested and she leaps at the opportunity to take charge of planning it.<<endif>>
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<<set $kyos = "0">><<if $TLDR is "no">>At lunch the next day everything looked back to normal on the outside. I had been forced to steal a chair from another table in order to sit with my friends and Kyoto was back to pestering Mei.
“Just a bite, please.” Kyoko used her puppy dog eyes on Mei who ignored them and pushed Kyoto away.
“Maybe I should have stayed on your side longer,” Mei directed her complaint at me. Everyone knew what she was referring to. She kept it vague so Kyoko wouldn’t understand, but Kyoto already knew everything. She was playing her part well. Every gaze she gave me was a hostile one just like before I helped her. Mei certainly didn’t suspect anything. Yumi was hard to read so maybe she’d noticed something but it was unlikely she’d mention it. After lunch I continued going to class like normal and then afterschool headed home to get ready for tonight. I was curious about Kyoko’s plans and also a bit nervous. She’d intentionally told me nothing but going by her words from yesterday I was expecting something rather erotic. With the app I transformed back into the girl she’d created for me. I still only had the outfit Mei had lent me for our first date. This meant I’d be wearing a skirt but I couldn’t see that being a problem.
I met Kyoko in the centre of town not long after. There she locked her arm with mine and began pulling me along.
“Shall we go?” She asked me. She seemed very happy about whatever was going to happen.
“Well I’ve come this far,” I replied. Following her lead we started our date. Our first stop was a restaurant. Not a fancy one, that was outside our budget, but just a regular Chinese place that served great food at fair prices. We were given a nice two person table by the window and things actually started great. The family of five next to us were a bit loud but it didn’t ruin the evening.
I didn’t think anything off it until Kyoko made her move. As I was enjoy my appetiser I felt something <<click "push between my legs">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/KyoMei19.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. I looked across and saw mischief on Kyoko’s face. She had slipped her foot out of her shoe and was rubbing it against me.<div id="imago"></div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>At school Kyoko is back to normal, but during your date at a restaruant she begins to rub you under the table using her foot. She appears to be testing you.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Let her do as she pleases|Kyop9s]]</div><<set $kyod = "1">><<if $TLDR is "no">>So that was her game. Well I wasn’t going to sit back and let her tease me. I pressed my own foot against my other shoe and freed it. I maintained eye contact with her as I lifted my own foot up and rubbed it against her other leg. It didn’t stay there for long; I raised it and found my way between her thighs. Her foot began to rub against my panties and I did the same to her. We didn’t let the fact we were in a restaurant distract us. The table cloth was hiding most of what was happening anyway. The pleasure began to grow and I became focused on trying to give more than I was receiving. I felt I was winning but suddenly we were interrupted by the waiter arriving at our table to collect our dishes.
“Was everything alright with the meal?” He asked. I opened my mouth to reply but as I tried to speak a bolt of pleasure hit me as Kyoko continued her assault.
“Y-yes it was very good.” I squeaked out my words then glared at Kyoko. So that was how she wanted to do this. I ramped up my attack, using move forceful movements instead of just teasing her. She had made one major mistake when picking this fight; I had longer legs. I used my longer reach to push my toe into the fabric of her panties, moving it up and down with increased force.
“H-hey,” she objected to my forcefulness but I wasn’t stopping.
“What?” I asked.
“Be gentler,” she replied.
“Be gentler? I’m not doing anything.” If she wanted me to stop she’d need to make it clear what I was doing.
“You’re rubbing me too hard!”
“Rubbing you where?”
“My panties!” She said it and it didn’t go unheard. From the table next to us we heard a loud ‘ahem’. Kyoko’s face went red as she blushed. She lowered her foot trying to call a truce but I didn’t accept it. I kept on rubbing her and watched her resistance crumble.
“They’re watching,” she hissed.
“And?” Really only the father was watching. His wife hadn’t noticed what was happening or else she’d probably have a few words to say to her husband. The waiters soon returned to our table carrying our main course. I intensified my assault.
“Special House Curry?” He asked. That was what Kyoko ordered but she didn’t seem to be in any state to speak.
“Did you order that Kyoko?” I asked her. I didn’t let up my assault as she tried to speak.
“Y-yes,” she managed the words but immediately closed her mouth and lowered her head. I felt her pussy quiver and the table cloth crumbed beneath her hands. The waiter set the metal pot with her curry on the hotplate.
“Are you alright ma’am?” He asked noticing her odd behaviour.
“Yes, I’m fine.” She picked herself up and smiled. The waiter turned back to his cart and lifted my dish.
“Here,” I replied as he asked who had ordered it. He set it down along with two bowls of rice then left us.
“Did you cum?” I whispered across. Kyoko looked at me with a fire in her eye. She’d lost that bout but was already plotting her revenge. I felt eager to see what she could come up with, and even more eager to turn it around on her.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to be the dominant one and take control. Using only your foot you make Kyoko cum.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Kyop10]]<<set $kyos = "1">><<if $TLDR is "no">>She continued to rub me and I tried not to think about the people around me.
“Kyoko,” I whispered across.
“Hmm?” She innocently replied acting as if nothing was happening. Her foot pressed against my panties and began to gently rub my snatch. I felt pleasure began to build up as despite my mind’s objections to doing this here, my body was all too happy to bath in the pleasure she was giving me.
“Is everything alright with the food?” A waiter asked me. I opened my mouth to reply but as I tried to speak a bolt of pleasure hit as Kyoko ramped up her assault.
“Y-yes it was very good.” I squeaked out my words then glared at Kyoko. She smiled happy with herself. She relaxed her assault once the dishes had been taken away. I hoped that would be the end of it but she had gotten even more daring. She put her hand on the edge of the table and began to slowly pu<<if $TLDR is "no">>ll back the tablecloth. Her foot began to rub against my pussy again, and with the table cloth in her hand it would be clear to anyone who happened to look out way what was happening. The humiliation was crushing yet ungodly pleasurable. I lowered my face to the table unable to withstand it.
“Kyoko stop,” I begged. I was going to cum and as reluctant as my mind was to let it happen, my body was begging for it. Kyoko didn’t spare me, ramping up her assault then just before the main course arrived I succumbed. I bit down on the table cloth as the orgasm hit me. My senses were blinded by pleasure and I felt my strength crumble under it.
“Here comes the food,” Kyoko teased. She’d returned the table cloth to where it was before and was sitting properly like nothing had happened. I raised my head to allow the waiter room to put down my plate. Kyoko was satisfied with her handy work for now, but I could see the spark in her eyes that told me that wouldn’t be the last time I came tonight.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You submissively let Kyoko take control. She teases you and you cum from her touch.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Our meal finished and paid for, I followed Kyoko to our next destination. Our city was a strange metropolis that had seemingly everything. Include in that infinite list was an amusement park located right on the edge of the city. It wasn’t a massive site, only 12 acres give or take but it had a good number of attractions crammed into that space.
“Don’t we need VIP tickets to get inside on weekday nights?” The park usually only opened during the weekends or school holidays, but it did have special nights were for a much higher price you could get inside.
“Ta-da!” Kyoko pulled out two VIP tickets from her bra.
“Where those in there this whole time?” My question went unanswered.
“My grandpa knows the owner and got us these.” If I recall the owner of the park was also a retired old man. They must have met earlier in life and remained friends. With our VIP tickets got inside and were able to enjoy the special night where the ques were a fraction of their normal size. Most the other people here were also couples. With sun had set to give way to a bright night sky and I could feel the romantic air.
We moved from attraction to attraction, from roller-coaster to Ferris wheel, and then some contraption that didn’t have a generic name and left my senses disorientated after repeatedly spinning us in all directions. After that I wanted to just sit down and Kyoko had the perfect place. So perfect she covered my eyes and didn’t let me see where I was going until I had stepped over something and sat down on a cushioned bench. Kyoko kept my eyes covered until after the ride had started moving so I couldn’t escape. She removed the blindfold just in time for me to see us entering a tunnel of pink light covered with hearts.
“Um… is this…”
“The tunnel of love? Yes.” She moved closer to me, her eyes inches from my own. “It’s fitting for us don’t you think?” She made her move and kissed me, but that wasn’t all she did. Her hand slid down and touched me in the same spot she’d touched me earlier.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>After the restaurant Kyoko takes you to a theme park. At the end of the date she takes you to the tunnel of love and makes her move.<<endif>>
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<<if $kyod is "0">>[[This time I’m going on the attack|Kyop11d]]<<endif>><<if $kyod is "1">>[[She just doesn’t learn|Kyop11d]]<<endif>>
<<if $kyos is "1">>[[I like being submissive|Kyop11s]]<<endif>><<if $kyos is "0">>[[This time I’ll let her take charge|Kyop11s]]<<endif>><<set $kyos = "1">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I let her continue. She didn’t stop at just rubbing my panties; soon her hand had slid inside and was touching me directly. Her index finger covered itself in my juices then entered me.
“Oh you’re tight. Your body must really want me inside.” I felt a second finger enter inside and begin to stir me around. It felt good, so good. Kyoko had her chest pressed my shoulder with her lips sucking gently on my neck as she toyed with me. I was a guy, yet I was melting to her touch, moaning with each gentle caress. I was hers to do with as she pleased and she had a lot she wanted to do. Her finger sent shockwaves of pleasure up my body, each touch feeling like she had found a new sensitive spot to play with.
“You’re really sensitive, I wonder if you were always a boy, or maybe you were actually always a girl.” Her words were whispered into my ear, adding an extra layer to the pleasure she was already giving me. My mind was lost to her touch and time became muddled. All I knew was that I was getting close to climax and was helpless to stop it. With a final jolt I hit my climax, crying out from the pleasure that had engulfed my mind leaving me unable to think. I felt Kyoko’s lips on mine again, and my gaze was locked with hers as I recovered from my climax.
“We’ll be done soon; you better fix yourself unless you want people to know what we did.” I had seconds to fix my clothes, but that wasn’t enough time to put my panties back on that had gone missing during the boat ride. The seat I had been sitting on was soaked. I just hoped that anyone who saw would mistake it for water that had splashed over the side. I couldn’t see my panties anywhere which meant someone must have stolen them. I looked at Kyoko and she like a magician made my panties appear out of thin air, taunted me with them, then made them vanish again. A breeze blew past and slammed my hands down on my skirt, fearful that anyone behind me might see something they shouldn’t. The tunnel of love may have been over, but our date still had one last destination.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You are submissive for her and she makes you cum, soaking the bench beneath you.<<endif>>
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<<set $kyod = "1">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I quickly grabbed her hand and stopped her.
“So this was your plan? I hope you’re prepared for the consequences.” Without any spectators I didn’t need to hold back. I kissed her, forcing my tongue into her mouth and starving her for air as I kept her lips locked with me. As I broke the kiss she gasped to regain her breathe. I immediately moved around glad the boat was so spacious and opened up her legs to look at her already soaking pussy.
“You’re wetter than this boat,” I told her as I pulled down her panties.
“Mei, I…” She tried to speak but I stopped her by inserting a finger into her. She moaned as her tight walls gripped my finger. It was so tight with just my finger I wondered how a cock was meant to fit in here. If I had my real body I could have tested that, but I didn’t so I’d have to make do with my fingers.
“Don’t call me Mei or I’ll punish you,” I warned as I stirred up her insides with my finger. She quivered from my touch but I was just beginning. I understood enough about a women’s body now to know where to touch. I stimulated her with my index finger before adding another to the mix. I couldn’t resist getting a taste so pulled my fingers out and inserted my tongue. Her moans were music to my ears. I didn’t have time to saviour them. I didn’t know how long this ride would last so I had to make her cum before we exited the tunnel. I moved my mouth upward and sucked on her clit and inserted my fingers again. With timed assaults I had her melting to me, moaning sweetly as I ravished her sex.
“M-m-m-mei!” She cried the name I’d forbidden her from saying. Clearly my punishment wasn’t a deterrent so I stopped. Keeping my fingers inside I looked up at her flustered eyes.
“If you want Mei so badly then maybe I should stop?” I watched as the defeat hit her.
“Please, don’t stop now. That’s cruel.” She was begging me with watery eyes.
“Then call my name,” I ordered.
“Joe, make me cum.”
“Gladly.” I drove my fingers back inside and delivered the finisher than sent Kyoko over the edge. Clear juices sprayed my face as my fingers were drenched by her orgasm. Her cry echoed through the tunnel and out the exit that had just come into sight. The boat came to a halt and we got out. I had to help Kyoko as her legs hadn’t recovered from her trek up Pleasure Mountain. After that we actually rested since we’d explored everything the theme park had to offer. Our night wasn’t over just yet, Kyoko still had one more plan booked for us.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take charge and use your fingers to make her cum.Y You then head to the next place.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>The bright flashy lights of the hotel were almost enough to fool me into thinking I hadn’t left the amusement park. Truth told our final destination for tonight was very close to the amusement park and just as flashy.
“Hotel…Pink Venus?” I read the flashing neon lights that were like a symbol of the past. This hotel would be more at home on the Vegas Strip than it was here.
“I’ve never been inside, but I’ve heard it’s fantastic.” Kyoko seemed eager to enter. I couldn’t see inside the building. There were no windows on the first floor and those on the upper floors all seemed to be mirror glass. The doors had smoked glass so I couldn’t see past them either. What I could see however was a clear sign that had the number 18 in a circle bold with a red line crossing through it. The fact minors were forbidden immediately had me suspicious. Kyoko led the way in and past the front door was an immediate turn that led through a second door and into a very small lobby.
“Welcome,” a female clerk greeted. “Do you have a reservation?” I was eager to hear Kyoko’s answer.
“Yes,” she boldly declared. I knew it. She gave her information to the clerk who then handed her a key card for her room. We left through a door to the right of the lobby. I already had my suspicions about this hotel and my suspicions were confirmed by what I saw next. Immediately past the door was a shop. It wasn’t the kind of shop that could operate on the high street, what this shop was selling was a wide array of sex toys, kinky restraints and condoms. Heck it had condoms in shapes, sizes and flavours I didn’t think possible.
“We can shop later, let’s see our room first.” After seeing that shop I threw all expectations out the window. All I knew was that it wouldn’t be a typical hotel room. My guess was spot on as we entered what could only be described as a sex dungeon. We were on the third floor, but that didn’t stop the hotel’s designer from fitting chains to the ceiling. The room had the necessities such as a bed, table, chair and wardrobe, but they had all been modified with soft restraints. I glanced at Kyoko and her smile made me certain that this was all intentional and going as planned for her.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You arrive at a flashy hotel with a strict +18 policy. On your way to your room you see a sex shop. Your room is rather kinky in design. This is a sex hotel and Kyoko is already making her move.<<endif>>
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<<if $kyod is "1">><<if $kyos is "0">>[[Next|Kyop13d]]<<endif>><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>She took my hand and smiled innocently at me. It was the smile of a traitor as her intentions were far from innocent and I knew it. I didn’t stop her though. She took closer to me, tapping the door shut with her foot.
“I know I’ve already made you cum twice tonight, but trust me when I say it’s nothing compared to what I’m going to do to you in this room.” She pushed closer and our lips met. Our tongues danced again as passionately as they had on our first kiss. I let Kyoko overpower me, pushing me down onto the chair. She placed my arms behind my back and strapped them into the restraints built into the chair. They weren’t tight, but they completely sealed my movement. Kyoko wasted little time moving downwards. She grabbed my skirt and unbuttoned it allowing it to slide down my legs. It landed on the floor and was discarded. Kyoko then took a step back to admire her work.
“So pretty, so vulnerable.” She placed her hand under my chin, tilting my head upwards for another kiss as she stood over me. “I love you, I want you, I’m going to make you mine.” I wanted her so badly that my body was burning. She knew this, but a sadistic side of her had awoken today and it was the Kyoko standing over me. She placed her hands on my thighs and moved them downwards to my feet. There she lifted each foot and strapped it to the chair. I was now completely helpless and from the wardrobe Kyoko found a blindfold that she didn’t hesitate to use on me. My body was burning with lust but little did I know she was about to do the cruellest thing she could.
“Sorry, but I need you to wait a little.” She stepped back then grabbed her bag from the table. “Be back soon.” She opened the door and left. She’d left me tied to a chair unable to move and unable to see. The logical part of my brain told me that there should be some kind of safety device built into these restraints, but lust, desire and obedience prevented me for even searching. I waited and my body continued to burn with desire. Footsteps approached the foot then passed by without interaction. It was tormenting each time it happened as I hoped for it to be Kyoko only for them to walk past. Finally the footstep stopped at the door and a key card was slid in. Someone entered the room but didn’t say anything. Was it Kyoko? It had to be yet there was a small chance someone else had just entered and was now licking their lips, deciding what to do with the gift that was all wrapped up and ready for them. They took a step closer, and closer, then their lips met with mine. It was Kyoko. The feeling of her lips, the scent of her hair, I knew it was her. I tried to return her kiss but she broke contact.
“You slut, kissing anyone when you’re meant to be my toy, I’ll teach you some loyalty,” Kyoko tried to sound angry but it was fake. She kicked the door shut again and dropped a bag on the table.
“Where to begin? Oh I know.” I listened and tried to guess what she’d just taken out. I heard a click then a gentle hum. “I’m glad you’re a girl now, guys really are missing out.” She opened up my blouse and moved my bra out of the way freeing my breasts. She pressed the twin egg vibrators and my mind was enraptured with feeling of them on my nipples.
“So… amazing…” How could my breasts feel so good? I’d never experienced anything like this as a guy.
“You like that?” The eggs were cruelly removed leaving me begging for more.
“Kyoko… please don’t stop.” My body’s desire had taken over my mind. I needed relief; it was torture not having it.
“My hands were full, but I bought something to help remedy that.” I heard some kind of tape being use then the plastic eggs being pressed against my rock hard nipples. She’d turned them off as she tapped one of the vibrators to each using the tape she’d bought. Once they were firmly applied she pressed the switch the again and with a loud hum I felt my breasts shudder in pleasure again.
“That expression… I want to preserve it forever!” She took a photo of my face and then she reached into her bag for the next item. It began buzzing with a noise that drowned out the hum of the other toy. My pussy was begging to be filled but it would have to wait. The buzzing stopped then something smooth, bumpy and thick was slid into my mouth. It felt massive. I could barely fit it inside my mouth and the idea that was intended for my pussy had me slightly frightened but mostly excited.
“This was the most expensive thing in the shop. I hope you like it.” It probably looked impressive but I couldn’t see it. I wet the toy with my mouth before Kyoko took it out. She surprised me when she freed my legs, and surprised me further when she freed my arms from the chair, but kept them bound together. Under her guidance I was moved to the bed with the other toy still taped to nipples. The fire that was my pussy needed extinguished, and Kyoko was happy to oblige.
“After this you’ll be mine.” She propped me up with my ass in the air and face on the sheets. She gripped me tightly as she pressed the tip of what I realised was a strap-on against my pussy. She powered it up then mercilessly drove it inside. It was a moment I’d never forget, the feeling of pain as I was split open mixed with unmatched pleasure. From the moment the monster was inside me it was ravishing my insides. Each bump, each vibration, each thrust turned my mind to mush as pleasure I could never imagine destroyed my ability to think. I cried out as loud as I could and even that didn’t feel like enough.
“Kyshko.” I tried to call my lover’s name but even that was too difficult a task for my brain. All I could think about was the pleasure surging through my body, rewriting everything I’d known and cementing my desire to be her toy. My first orgasm came quickly, my juices running down my legs and dripping onto the covers. I’d never continued past the first orgasm but tonight was no ordinary night. Kyoko kept going, pounding my already quivering pussy, denying it a chance to recover. A second orgasm began building and went it happen my mind was wiped clean. I felt like I’d died and gone to heaven, and I stayed there for longer than I thought possible. Eventually my mind did return to its body, but tired, exhausted and utterly broken I soon passed out. Even in my dreams I could feel the afterglow of pleasure still radiating from my every muscle.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Having only shown Kyoko your submissive side tonight, you again fall into that role. Kyoko ties you to the chair and blindfolds you. She keeps you blind folded as she destoys your pussy with a massive toy that breaks your mind, cementng your place as her toy.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Well, this is something.” Kinky being the first word that came to mind. Kyoko moved in closer and tried to seduce me into the submissive role. I brushed her attempts off though. As pleasurable as this experience looked I didn’t see myself as being at Kyoko’s mercy. Rather I saw us equal and wanted to experience this together.
“This is all rather… what’s the word… excessive,” I explained.
“What do you mean? Do you not want to be with me?” She was trying to guilt trip me. Her manipulative side was so cute sometimes. I kissed her gentle to show her it wasn’t her I had a problem with.
“You’re trying too hard Kyoko, just relax and go with the flow.” We kissed again but I stopped before we got carried away. “Although, I’m still curious about that shop downstairs.” We left the room and headed down together.
The shop was even more impressive inside. The shelves were lined with every kind of sex toy under the sun. From regular dildo’s that were dime a dozen in pornos to ones with strange shapes.
“Wouldn’t that hurt?” I asked looking at one with crooked curved head. I didn’t want to be the one to try it anyway. My eyes were then drawn to a large sex toy that was laid out inside a display case. Beneath it it had a plague containing product reviews from women who’d used it. It could light up in multiple colours, had a vibration setting that went from ‘Weak’ to ‘Cosmic Eruption’ and could also be fitted as a strap-on. They had several still inside their box that was just as eye-catching at the toy itself. I picked up a box to examine and gave an impressed whistle when I saw the price tag. The vibrator had a hefty price to match its impressive stats and was far outside my price range.
“I never realised toys could be so expensive,” I said to Kyoko. I turned and looked at her and saw she was already at the counter purchasing something.
“Enjoy,” the clerk said with a smile. She glanced in my direction and saw what I’d been looking at. “Oh are you interested in ‘Dr Desolation’?” Was that the name of this thing? They sure were creative with their names.
“Oh, no. It’s a bit…” Expensive? Excessive? Intimidating? I couldn’t decide the best word to use.
“Well we have a demonstration policy. We have samples costumers can try out before testing. Don’t worry they are thoroughly cleaned after use.” That hadn’t been my main concern. Before I could say no she had knelt behind the counter and lifted out a box that had been opened before.
“What’s your customer number?” She asked me.
“7701,” Kyoko immediately told her. No hesitation at all. She was handed the monstrous toy and thanked the clerk. I’d not bought anything but Kyoko already had a bag full of items.
“How do you even pay for all this stuff?” I asked her. She wasn’t living a life of luxury, but she’d just spent who knows how much booking us into a crazy room then plundering the shop of its wares. Her response couldn’t have been more cryptic.
“A girl’s gotta have her secrets,” she said tapping her nose proudly. We returned to our room and Kyoko opened up the bag of toys. As I saw the wide array of shapes I couldn’t help but wonder what they could feel like inside me. There was only one way to find out. All too eager to get started Kyoko dimmed the lights and began undressing. I did the same and together our naked bodies were sitting opposite each other on the bed. We started with our usual kissing. That quickly moved onto to touching, to fondling and a full course of oral play. We got our pussies soaking wet before we moved onto Kyoko’s collection.
“I think we’ll save your toy for last,” she teased. I couldn’t disagree with that idea. I still wasn’t sure how it was meant to fit inside either of us. She reached into her bag and slowly lifted out a dildo that was over a foot in length to account for its double sidedness. She wanted us to use it to join together and I didn’t have any disagreements. We laid down on the bed, our pussies wet and hungry, and placed the toy between us. We moved together so that both of us had the head pressing against our moist fuckholes. With one final movement we pushed together, going past the point of no return as the long toy filled us both, breaking down the last remaining barrier between us and <<click "joining us together">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/KyoMei12.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. I could feel Kyoko’s pussy touching mine as we began to rock our hips and with each movement pleasure filled our beings. It wasn’t a lie, what I was experiencing felt amazing and I couldn’t stop. I linked my hand with Kyoko’s as our rocking intensified. The extra thick walls contained our erotic cries as we moaned together in pleasure.
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“I’m going to cum!” Kyoko was nearing her limit but I wanted more. I was addicted already and needed release.
“Not yet,” I called out. I wanted to keep going but unaware of my own limits I soon succumbed to the pleasure and hit my orgasm as did Kyoko. Bliss, rapture, ecstasy, there were many words to describe it but the simplest of them all was pure pleasure. Our bodies quivered then relax, our hands unlinking and both of us flumping onto the bed with a pool of our juices between us.
The night was long and we still had plenty of stamina. I couldn’t hold back my curiosity anymore and reached for monster vibrator that had accompanied us back to the room. As I held it in my hands I realised I had a decision to make.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>With neither of you being the truly dominant one you head to the sex toy shop together. There you buy some toys to use together. The biggest toy however is a strap-on and you must decide how to use it.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Let Kyoko use it on me|Kyop14b]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I had no intention of letting Kyoko tie me up, but I also had no intention of letting all this equipment go to waste. Kyoko moved over to me, making another attempt at seducing me into submitting for her but I instantly turned the situation around on her. We kissed and made our way over to the bed. Kyoko tried to take charge but she didn’t commit to it and I easily became the one on top, stripping her naked while I remained fully clothed.
“You’re going to be a good girl and let me chain you up,” I ordered. Kyoko didn’t reply, but she also didn’t resist it as I placed her hands above her head and began strapping them into the restraints followed by her feet. Four straps later and I had a delicious naked girl spread naked for me on a bed. I ran my finger down her body teasing her, refusing to give her the release she was craving. If I was going to do this I had to do it right, and that meant I needed the proper tools. I rolled off the bed and tidied myself up then headed for the door.
“Wait, where are you going?” Kyoko called out.
“Out,” I replied. I grabbed something from the wardrobe and returned to the bed. “I’ll be back soon.” I placed the ball gag in her mouth and fastened it. I trusted her to not call for help, but I wanted her to know that she couldn’t. I left the room and headed back downstairs to the shop that had caught my eye before. As I entered I made eye-contact with a clerk by the till that was hidden behind the door. Smart tactic, don’t let people see the clerk until they were in the shop, at which point they’d look silly if they left. I wasn’t embarrassed by her watching me; I was too busy being impressed. The range of sex toys on display was fascinating. Name a colour and they had a dildo in that colour. Some of the toys had impressive sounding names such as ‘Orgasmic Force’ or ‘Dr Desolation’.
“Wow,” I saw the price tag on that one and lost any interest in purchasing it. Actually a lot of the toys were shockingly expensive. There were also those on the cheaper side though. I didn’t want any part of Kyoko to feel left out so I purchased toys for her pussy, ass and breasts. The clerk smiled as I brought them to the till and I burnt through my savings paying for them. How did Kyoko even afford to say here? No idea but I would ensure she got hey money’s worth. I returned to the room and smiled as I made eye contact with Kyoko. She was helpless, completely at mercy and had no idea what was instore for her. I decided to leave the gag in her mouth. I sat down on the bed beside her and began to gently caress her delicate body. I couldn’t wait to eat her up.
“I brought you a present.” I took out the first toy from my bag of tricks. It was a simple yet effective vibrator. I turned it on and traced patterns across her body with it. Sometimes her body would quiver under its cold smooth metal touch. Teasing her felt so good, but I wasn’t so cruel as to keep on doing it. I moved the toy down to her sex and began to tease her there before finally slipped it inside her. She moan gently behind her gag as it went in. I gave her pussy plenty of service then lifted the toy I bought for her ass out of the bag. It was a long string of beads the started small then got bigger. I continued to tease her pussy with the vibrator as I pushed the first of the beads against her ass. Her ass resisted at first but only for a moment. The first bead slid into her and then the second. I continued until only a single bead remained. Her expression right now was pure bliss to look at. Questions such as how many were left were written across her face. I left the beads alone and went for the final item. It was another vibrator but this one had two egg shapes beads attached to a cord. I removed them from their package and placed each on Kyoko’s hard nipples. I get them gently vibrate as Kyoko moaned from having her breasts played with. Annoyingly they required both hands to keep them there, or would have but I had one of humanities great inventions on my side. I took out a roll of sticky tape and use it to secure the beads to her nipples. I also cranked them to the max. She moaned loudly and tried to shake them off but her restraints were too secure. They stayed in place and I continued stimulating her pussy with the other vibrator. Suddenly Kyoko arched her back and gave out a loud cry. She’d just hit her climax.
“Oh? Done already?” I teased. “Oh well.” I reached for the roll of tape again. It was designed specifically to stick to the skin safely. Placed the vibrator as deep inside her as I could then with several lengths of tape I taped over her pussy trapping it there.
“I’m going for a walk, see you later.” I left the room with all my toys still inside her. This was an interesting hotel and I wanted to explore it a little. I soon discovered the room we had wasn’t even the most sadistic of those available. This place was built like a maze and hidden in this maze was a room filled with erotic torture devices. I licked my lips seeing them all and imagined how Kyoko would look mounted to them. When I returned to my room I discover the sheets soaked with the juices of several orgasms. I felt merciful and released her. If I wanted to break her I had much better ways of doing so.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take control and strap Kyoko to the chair. You leave her alone while you buy some new toys and return to use them on chair. She suffers multiple orgasms that night, firmly cementing her role as your toy.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>My pussy burned from rope digging into it. The rope was tightly wrapped around my whole body, holding me several feet of the ground as Kyoko watched with a lustful smile. As her toy she was free to do with me as she pleased, and today she had decided to try out some rope bondage on me. The red rope dug into my skin, and would dig harder if I tried to move yet instead of pain I felt pleasure. The gag in mouth prevented me from speaking and left only able to make loud moans. There were plenty of those, everyday Kyoko found a new way to send my mind to heaven, trying out techniques from across the world on me. I loved every second of it. The heat, the pain, the ungodly pleasure, I’d come too far to give it up. I was completely addicted and that meant I was completely at the mercy of the girl supplying me with it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices on date night you have become submissive to Kyoko who treats you like a toy. She loves finding new ways to make you cum.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Kyoko tried shifting her body weight but that just caused the wood to dig into her deeper. Her arms were firmly shackled behind her back and her vision covered by a blindfold. She moaned through her gag creating the sound I’d before addicted to. Feeling devilish I pushed the wooden horse beneath her, causing it to sway on the chains suspending it from the roof. This hotel really had everything, and this room put the one we’d spend the first night to shame. With a cry Kyoko came and more of her fluids dripped down the wooden frame.
Kyoko had become my toy after that night. Submissive and willing to do anything I told her. At school we’d act like normal but behind closed doors she would purr like a cat if I ordered her to. I had complete control, and I didn’t even need to use the app to obtain it. I never understood BSDM or why anyone would completely submit to another until that night. Now I couldn’t get enough of ordering Kyoko around and treating cruelly. Just like she hid her submissive side, I also hid my sadist side. Those around us had no idea what we doing behind closed doors, and that was how it would stay.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices on date night you find yourself as the dominent one with Kyoko being submissive to you. You treat her as a pet and love to make her cum.<<endif>>
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~ End - My pet Kyoko ~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Kyoko do you trust me?” I asked her holding the toy.
“You didn’t need to ask.” That sounded like a yes. I grabbed the straps of the toy and soon I was sprouting a fake member that was bigger, flashier and capable of delivering more pleasure than a real cock. It wasn’t just Kyoko who be on the receiving end. A part of the device also slid into me to give me pleasure at the same time as I gave it out. I stood behind Kyoko, grabbing her hips as she bent over the bed.
“Don’t keep me waiting.” She was ready so without further ado I pressed my massive shaft against her, turned it on and <<click "drove it home.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/KyoMei5a.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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“Holy fuck!” Kyoko practically screamed those words as I pushed it inside. Her tight walls stretched to accommodate the massive object now inside her. Suddenly her body tensed up as she let out a loud cry of pleasure. She had cum again and we’d only just started.
“Keep going,” she panted. “Give it to me!” So I did. I thrust into her, then pulled out and thrust back in. Each time Kyoko moaned loudly from the pleasure. The part inside me was responding to each thrust, giving my body the guidance as I continued to pound Kyoko’s pussy. I felt a little sorry for her ass although I wasn’t so cruel as to try and fit this monster in there. I grabbed a special toy from Kyoko’s bag and began to tease her ass with it.
“You’re driving me insane!” Kyoko’s mind was being torn asunder by the pleasure. She’d collapsed onto the table, weakly trying to match my thrusts but was utterly helpless. “I’m… I’m… aaahhh.” She came harder than she’d ever came before. I slowly removed the toy from her stretched pussy and had to support her to keep her from collapsing onto the floor. The sheet where her face had been was damped by her drool and looking at her I felt jealous. Her eyes were empty as her mind was currently in a place of pure bliss. I didn’t see her returning anytime soon so I tucked her into bed and took a shower.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use the toy on Kyoko. It feels so amazing that she experiences a new tier of sexual pleasure from which there is no going back.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I picked up the toy and considered my options. Ultimately my desire to know just what it felt won me over.
“Kyoko, can you…”
“You didn’t need to ask.” She saw the way I was looking at it and knew what I wanted. I gave the toy to her and she quickly put her legs through the straps and fastened it to herself. It was bigger, flashier and capable of delivering more pleasure than a real cock and my pussy quivered in anticipation for it. A part of the device had slid into Kyoto. It was designed to give the user pleasure as well, but it would be a fraction of what the recipient experienced. I bent over the bed with my ass pointed at my lover. Kyoko moved into position behind me, rubbing the length of the monster shaft across my pussy.
“You’re teasing me,” I complained.
“I’m just savouring the moment.” The teasing continued for a few seconds before Kyoko lined up, took a firm hold of my hips and <<click "drove it home.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/KyoMei5b.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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“Oh shiiit!” At the top of my voice I cried out as my pussy was stretched to the limit by Kyoko’s tool. It felt painful, but it was an addicting pain that my body wanted more off.
“I haven’t even turned it on it,” Kyoko teased. She pressed a button and the toy turned on. I felt it immediately. It vibrated inside me delivering a sensation unknown to man. That was just the weakest setting. Kyoko ramped up the power and the vibrations stronger. Then she started moving. She moved her hips sliding it in and out. My soft walls hugged it, each of its small bumps stirring me up.
“Keep going,” I panted. “Don’t stop.” The pain was gone and only pleasure remained. I began moving my own hips gently, bringing new waves of pleasure that intoxicated my mind. I though back, back at the man I had used to be, back at the man who used to be satisfied just jacking off in the bedroom. After tonight I doubted that would ever be enough to satisfy me.
“I’m cumming!” It was here. An orgasm that could destroy a planet. Kyoko kicked the vibration to the max and drove her tool as deep into my pussy as it would go. My mind broke in that moment as pleasure ripped through my body. An incomprehensible sound spewed from my mouth as I experienced it… and then it all went white. When I woke up I felt like I’d just had a guest tour of heaven. My body was still quaking from my orgasm leaving my paralysed on the bed. Kyoko’s hand was on my stomach tracing erotic circles.
“So how was it?” She asked seeing that I was awake.
“Good, so good. Would it be a problem if I stayed like this forever?”
“Only if that forever includes me beside you.” We smiled. Kyoko moved in to kiss me but as her lips touched mine she realised I’d fallen asleep.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You let Kyoko use the toy on you. It feels so amazing that you experience a new tier of sexual pleasure from which there is no going back.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Kyoko and I entered a store that only opened at night and had a strict 18+ age policy. This place was an emporium for sex toys. Standing upright was a woman with silicon skin and metal bones whose holes were all designed by hand to accommodate a man’s penis. She was wearing a very kinky outfit to promote the kinds of clothes this place sold.
“Wow.” I lifted one of the a hanger that was made purely from pink straps. It seemed like fun, everything in this shop did. We were looking for the most pleasurable experience we could and Kyoko had found the perfect toy for the job. She’d found a smooth black chrome vibrator that we’d heard wondrous things about online. Kyoko switched it on and I could hear the sound of its vibrations from where I was standing. My bare pussy began to drip in anticipation. This is what our relationship had become. One full of sex and pleasure as we explored the greatest ways to enjoy our bodies. The app had almost become a non-factor in my life now, merely assisting with tasks it was otherwise impossible to accomplish. Somehow we managed to keep it all secret from our friends. It was a secret relationship, and one I hoped would last a long time. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices on date night you end up in a fun relationship with kyoko filled with explorative sex.<<endif>>
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Week 2 endings mean the story will continue in week 2. This content has yet to be released.<<if $TLDR is "no">>That morning I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw the app’s update notes.
“Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.”
With the press of a button I could make this body mine, or I could but there would be issues with what people already knew. It said it would alter people’s memories to account for my current body, but how would that affect everyone who already knew the truth?
“Well if I just erase their memories then it will be a non-factor.” I didn’t want anyone knowing even a piece of the truth. I quickly rushed downstairs before my father left so I could target him. I caught him as he finished in the kitchen and targeted both him and Chloe. A few words with the poser and a press of the memory function and it was done. I snuck into Hana’s room after to give her the same treatment. When I left the house that morning my family had lost all knowledge of the body swap incident. They thought that I was still myself which was how I wanted it to be. The real problem would be Mei’s family. I couldn’t deal with them until I knew more about them and for that I needed Mei’s memories.
At school I wasted little time making my move. Knowing Mei would be on the lookout for me it was easy to lure her into a secluded area.
“Mei, I’m sorry.” I apologised just like she wanted. “Let’s find somewhere quiet and swap back.”
“You’re finally apologising? Took you long enough. Turn us back immediately!” She ordered. I had no intention of obeying that order. Actually she’d be the one obeying my orders. I raised my phone and targeted her. She didn’t resist as she believed I was using the body swap feature.
“Mei enter and trance and don’t break out until I snap my fingers.” Her eyes lost their emotion as she blanked out. Now I was free to act as I pleased. First I stole her memories and replaced them with mine. Then I removed all knowledge off the app from her mind. When I finally snapped my fingers there was a whole new person standing where she had been.
“You alright Joe?” I asked her, or rather him.
“I… what was I doing?” He had my memories, my personality and my body. By all accounts he was me.
“It’s almost time for class, you should get going.”
“Right.” He walked off feeling something was wrong but being unable to pin it. Soon that feeling would pass and he’d resume his life as normal. Next I needed to deal with Dave and Yumi. Yumi was especially dangerous as she knew the truth. It was best done before she got a chance to interact with the new Joe. Dave was also an issue since the new Joe would already be heading to his classroom. Since Dave would be speaking to the new Joe first I decided to deal with him next. I followed the new Joe to his classroom where Dave greeted the new Joe in the usual fashion and the new Joe responded in kind.
“Back to your normal self?” Dave immediately dropped a potentially dangerous question. I quickly targeted him and began whispering orders with the poser, ordering him to forget my unusual behaviour over the past few days. I watched to ensure my orders went through as planned. They did and the conversation quickly moved in a safer direction. The bell rang out soon after. I didn’t want to damage Mei’s attendance so headed to class. I’d deal with Yumi later.
During morning break I searched for Yumi but couldn’t find her. It wasn’t until I had a class with her did I get my chance to target her. A mix of poser and memory alteration and it was done. No more pesky memories about what I was capable off. Now all I needed to do was head to my new home and erase the memories of Mei’s family. Before that it was time for lunch. I claimed my new spot at the table occupied by Dave, Yumi, the new Joe and of course Kyoko.
“Mei!” Kyoko grabbed the seat next to me and got closer than Mei would have ever let her. I wasn’t Mei however and wasn’t going to push her away.
“Oh this is new.” The new Joe commented seeing us together.
“It was only a matter of time, their love is too strong for this world.” Dave joined in. Maybe my acceptance of Kyoko had been a little too sudden.
“I guess I just realised what she meant to me during these past few days. It’s alright to treat her once in a while,” I explained. Dave and Joe were laughing but Yumi was silently watching us. When I saw her watching she maintained eye contact for a few seconds before losing interest and going back to her phone. After lunch Kyoko and I snuck away to have some time alone.
“That’s amazing, nobody noticed anything,” Kyoko was impressed by my handy work. “Can you make them believe anything?”
“Potentially. That would be a waste of my power though. I’d much rather spend my time with you,” I sad seductively. Kyoko lost her composure and immediately kissed me. I was all too happy to respond in kind to her advances. There wasn’t enough time left though to do much besides kiss. The bell separated us but we’d be able to meet again after school after I’d dealt with Mei’s parents.
“I’m home,” I announced entering my new house. I had adopted some of Mei’s mannerisms to help me fit with the people who knew her best. I knew that the dinner table would be the best place to make my move since not everyone was home yet. As a cover until then I explained I’d returned to normal with no idea how; that should hold. In the meantime I headed up to my new room to take a look at me new belongings. Mei’s room was honestly very plain. It had a modern look to it and could easily serve as a guest room. The colour theme was white, grey and black. All personal items were kept tucked out of sight inside her wardrobes and drawers… or hidden under her bed. I had her memories so knew what was secretively hidden beneath the bed. With only an inch of space, I had to squeeze my hand underneath and reach into the hidden hole that contained Mei’s favourite toy. You wouldn’t think such a clean room had such a dirty secret but beneath Mei’s bed was a slick pink vibrator. She’d bought it through a friend outside school and used it whenever she needed a little sexual release. Since it was now mine I didn’t see a reason to not give it a try. I locked the door, closed the curtains and began stripping. I climbed onto Mei’s clean sheets and began teasing my pussy. Muscle memory combined with Mei’s actual memories guided my hand. I moved the vibrator across my skin, letting my lust grow as my pussy began to get moist. I tested the grounds with my finger then slowly inserted the vibrator. It felt weird, yet my body <<click " was welcoming it">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/MeiMaScene.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and soon the weirdness had turned to pleasure.
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“Oooh,” I gently moaned. I understood why women were so fond of these things now. The pleasure they brought was simply amazing. Once I started I couldn’t stop myself. I let my muscle memory guide me straight to my orgasm. It hit me like a warm wave and I let my body fall limp across my bed.
“That was good.” I cleaned the vibrator off and returned it to its hiding place. Since I had become Mei I had a much wider selection of clothes to choose from. I wanted to dress nice for when I saw Kyoko later so I began rummaging through her stuff until I’d assembled an outfit I’d like. Mei disliked wearing skirts but that didn’t stop her mother buying in the hopes her daughter might have a chance of heart. She’d be pleased when she saw me wearing one. I know Kyoko is fond of them.
As planned Mei’s family gathered at the dinner table where I quickly dealt with their memories. With their memories erased there was now no-one besides Kyoko who knew the truth. With that I could start my new life with her as the new Mei.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You enact your plan by erasing memories left and right so nobody will remember this incadent. At school you make Mei believe she is you. Soon everyone has forgotten and now thinks you are Mei.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the Future|Kyob3end]]<div id="ui-bar2"></div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I’d heading out, I’ll be back later,” I said to my new family as I left the house. It had been a couple of weeks since I’d replaced Mei. I’d grown used to living as her and likewise she’d grown used to living as me. It was interesting seeing my old shenanigans from an outside perspective. Honestly, the transition from living as Joe to living as Mei had been far simpler than I originally expected. Since I had her memories everything was second nature to me. I’d continued playing field hockey and my grades had remained consistent. Sadly I no longer had the app in my possession. My phone was stolen during gym the Tuesday following the week I first obtained it. My time with it had been short, perhaps a little wasted, but it had definitely changed my life in a way I could never have imagined. My relationship with Kyoko was going strong and my life was on track to actually go somewhere. I’d broken free from being average Joe, although regretfully someone else now had to bare that fate. Who knows, maybe they’ll be able to escape the fate I couldn’t.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You have successfully replaced Mei. Now you've become her in the eyes of the world and she has taken your place in life. Now your relationship with Kyoko can bloom.<<endif>>
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<div id="ui-bar2"></div><<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>“What’s going on Joe?” Mei was surprised when I pulled her to the side to speak with her that morning.
“I’ve figured out how to undo the curse!” I made a joke then got serious. “I’m sorry about what I said before. I’m sorry and I took things too far. You win.”
“Really now? Why the sudden apology?” She asked. I guess I owed her some explanation.
“Kyoko problems. Long story short. I saved her grandfather’s life and she feels compelled to repay me. The problem is that since I’m in your body she sees me as you. She knows who I really am but… it’s just too complicated.” Mei needed a moment to put everything together and formulate a response.
“That’s a tough call. I think you’re doing the right thing, helping others then refusing to live a lie. Swapping back is the best call.”
“I think so too. Well no point putting it off.” I fired up the app and targeted us both with the body swap. A quick button press and we were back in our bodies.
“Feels great to be back,” Mei declared. “I never thought it could feel so good just to be myself again.” I didn’t really follow what she was saying. I felt normal I guess. There wasn’t anything special about it.
“Well everything goes back to normal now I guess. Kyoko will probably return to school today or Monday and I’ll go back to being me.” Why did I feel so down about this? I had in my hand a device that people would sacrifice their first born for. This week felt like a wash but I could still recover.
“So what are you plans for tonight? Gonna jack one off since you can do that again?” Mei was partly joking.
“That would be waste. I’m going to give the app a lot of use. Yourself?”
“Me? I’ll just get back into the rhythm of it I guess. Homework due tomorrow and all that.” How boring. Mei didn’t have this power though. We soon went our separate ways. I returned home and determined to not let the app’s power go to waste I decide what I’d do with it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You swap back with Mei at school. Not wanting the week to end yet you decide to use the app afterschool.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Mess with my family a little|Kyob4a]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Settle an old grudge|Kyob4b]]</div><div id="ui-bar2"></div><<if $TLDR is "no">>My family currently believed that I was cursed and this curse had led to Mei and me swapping bodies. Since we’d made up the curse there was nothing to say it couldn’t spread to other people. I came up with a plan which required me to make a detour to a pawn shop on the way home. There I found some tacky bronze idol that could potential make for an ‘ancient artifact’ in some low budget movie. It was basically a lazy sculpture but it was cheap and would do the job I needed it to.
“I’m home and I’m back to normal,” I announced as I entered my house.
“Joe?” Chloe came out to see me. I wasn’t expecting a hug but that was what I received. It almost made me feel bad about what I’d planned but this was too good an opportunity to miss. As Chloe hugged me I very sneakily used the app on her. The next thing she knew her vantage point had changed and she was now the one being hugged.
“Huh?” She said with my voice. She broke free of the embrace and took a step back, coming face to face with her own body. I’d swapped us around and then slyly swiped my phone from her hand in the confusion.
“Joe?” She was very confused. What had happened clicked and she grabbed a mirror to see her face which was now that of her step-son. “I’m you!” She exclaimed.
“Oh not again,” I groaned. It was all intentional but I had to put on a good act.
“How did this happen?” Chloe was now looking at my hands and pinching herself on the cheek.
“Well… I guess I didn’t fix the curse. In hindsight I probably shouldn’t have taken it home with me.” I gestured towards my bag which was on Chloe’s back. I opened it and showed her the cheap bronze idol I’d bought.
“This caused this to happen? Where did you get it?”
“Found it. Mei and I realised this is what caused us to swap and swapped back. I took it home because I wanted to try and get someone to remove the curse on it before it caused anyone else any trouble.”
“That nice, do you know how to swap us back?”
“Well Mei and I put our hands on it and wished really hard to turn back.” Naturally that was what Chloe and I tried to do next. It of course did nothing. “Huh? Why isn’t it working?” I pretended to concentrate harder but it did nothing.
“Are we stuck like this?” Chloe said sounding worried.
“I guess so, but I’m sure we’ll be able to figure this thing out.” At a time of my choosing of course. We tried against to swap back but were interrupted by the sound of Hana’s door opening. She descended the stairs and saw us both in the hall holding the bronze idol.
“What are you doing?” She asked questioning the sanity of her family.
“Oh nothing dear,” Chloe explained waving her hands in a flustered motion.
“Dear?” Hana repeated. I’d never ever call Hana dear, that was something only Chloe did.
“I mean, come here.” Chloe was struggling to cover this up. I was on the verge of breaking out into a fit of laughter. This type of confusion was why I was doing this.
“Bro are you alright?” Hana seemed concerned for my sanity.
“We’re both fine,” Chloe replied. I’d yet to do anything out of the ordinary. Hana had stopped on the stairs and was uncertain if she wanted to risk trying to move past us.
“I was going to go to a friend’s tonight, can you drive me?” I kept silent as Chloe once again messed up.
“No problem, what time at?” I didn’t own a car or a license so naturally couldn’t drive Hana anywhere.
“Wait…” She’d just realised it. “Did you two swap bodies?” She said that partly as a joke unaware that she’d hit the nail on the head. Chloe dropped her shoulders realising we’d be found out.
“I think she noticed,” I whispered to Chloe. “Hana. Chloe and I had a little accident. Don’t worry. We’ll be back to normal soon,” I explained. Hana came down the stairs and at the same time I targeted her with the app.
“Seriously?” Hana got close to Chloe to look at her in the face. She saw an expression that I’d never shown her before but her mother had. Chloe put her hands on Hana’s shoulder to try and reassure her.
“Hana…” And swap. “Joe found… a... Joe?” Chloe exclaimed as she was now looking at my face. I was still in Chloe’s body and Hana was now in mine. This’ll be amusing.
“Mum!” Hana stepped back, crashing against the wall behind her. “I’m Joe?!?” She looked at her hands then at the mirror. “Nooo I’m a boy!” She clearly didn’t like what she saw.
“Calm down everyone!” Chloe, now in Hana’s body, tried to take charge. That was difficult as she was now the smallest out of us all.
“Mum?” Hana didn’t understand who was who. That was quickly clarified.
“I’m Joe, and in your body is Chloe.” Hana seemed distraught at this.
“I don’t want to be Joe! I’m meant to be hanging out with my friends later!” She protested. Was being me really so bad?
“We’ll figure this out dear. We know what caused this, we just don’t know why.” Attention shifted again to my bronze idol. This was well worth the cheap price I’d paid for it.
“This thing? It looks like junk! How do I work it?” She lifted it up and looked under the base. Fortunately I’d removed the sticker and cleaned it with my sleeve before entering the house. She then looked into the idol’s tiny eyes but saw nothing special.
“Is it alive or something?”
“I think it has magical properties, perhaps it’s tied to the spirits of another world,” I explained, continuing to make shit up. We all moved to the living room and set the object between us.
“From what we know it only seems to affect people near each other. I think it is best we keep it here and keep it between us. Since it swaps bodies at random we don’t want more people getting involved.” Chloe took a very logical approach. Her business skills were showing as she addressed the problem piece by piece.
“Why did it swap us?” Hana however was asking questions nobody knew the answer to.
“I don’t know, that is why we need to brain storm. It first swapped Joe and I when I hugged him… then it swapped me with Hana when I touched her. Joe did you and Mei need to touch to swap?”
“I can’t remember the first time, but we did swap back by touching.”
“So it must work by touch, if so then…” Chloe suddenly grabbed my wrist. Nothing happened. “Or not.” Tsk tsk tsk, it’s not so simple Chloe. A part of me wished the idol was actually real and that there was a mystery to solve. It was a bit boring sitting on the side waiting for the group to figure out the truth.
“Maybe it’s triggered by thought?” Hana suggested.
“We tried that, it didn’t work.” Chloe and Hana kept on brainstorming, occasionally trying something but it never worked. Time was up when my dad walked through the door.
“Don’t come in here!” Chloe yelled at him. In his eyes it was Hana doing the yelling. He covered his eyes then entered the room.
“Oh what’s going on in here then?” He laughed. He doubted Hana would be doing something serious in the living room so was playing along like it was a joke.
“Say nothing,” Hana whispered to us. For a split second I wanted to agree with her, but then I realised that I was in the worst possible position as that would mean I’d have to pretend to be my dad’s wife. No way in hell was I doing that, so with their attention on my dad I targeted Chloe, stood up, tripped and crashed into Chloe, swapping us at that moment. It was disorientating but that allowed me to grab my phone and hide it in my new skirt pocket.
“What happened?” Chloe groaned. She rubbed her head then realised that it was her head she was rubbing. “I’m back!” She stood up seeing that she was in her own body again.
“I’m not,” I replied looking at my new self.
“Please don’t say Joe is in my body now,” Hana said fearfully.
“I’m afraid so,” I replied. I can understand why Hana would find the thought of me being her disturbing.
“What is going on?” My father was looking between us very confused. The task of explaining it fell to Chloe.
“Um… you see we are having some body swapping issues. Joe and I swapped, then Hana and I, then Joe and I again.” My father looked at all us trying to figure out if we were pulling his leg.
“Maybe this will help.” Chloe put her hand on his shoulder and brace herself. I wasn’t ready so nothing happened. “I guess I was expecting too much there. You need to believe us because we aren’t sure when it will happen…” Press.
“Again.” My father completed Chloe’s sentence, or rather Chloe completed her own sentence in his voice.
“Did we just…” They both realised they had swapped. Now nobody was in their original body. I think I’ll leave it this way. They made several attempts to swap us back such as trying to swap Chloe with Hana or me with my dad but nothing happened. Chloe soon felt very hungry, and that was when the mischief began.
“Honey can you start dinner, I’m going to take a shower. It was a hectic day at the office today.” Chloe was pretending to be my father. He picked up on what she was up to pretty quickly.
“You can’t expect me to make dinner like this,” he protested. Chloe instantly sprung the trap she’d just lay.
“Why not? I do it nearly every day.” Those words were laced with killing intent that challenged my father to choose his words carefully.
“I…” He’d learnt from his past marriage to be very careful about what he said in these situations. “Yes, I will do that.” He turned robotic as he gave his response. Chloe and my father were enjoying themselves, Hana not so much.
“Uck, when was the last time you showered?” She complained sniffing my body.
“No idea, ask Mei.” How quickly we had forgotten about the troubles of yesterday. My dad was soon in the kitchen making food while Chloe went up for a shower.
“Eww does that mean mum is going to see him naked?” Hana asked.
“A married woman seeing her husband naked? Phone the press, this is breaking news!” They were in a different boat than me and Hana. “I’m kidding, but if you want to have a shower afterwards I won’t stop you.”
“No way bro. Let’s just try and swap back.” We tried but we didn’t succeed. Hana began quizzing me about the idol, asking where I’d gotten it from, how Mei and swapped back, then went on to accuse me of not wanting to swap back hard enough. In fact she was reluctant to let me out of her sights, fearful that if I had some privacy the first thing I’d do is strip naked and touch myself. <<if $HanaD1ma is "yes">>Not like I hadn't already done that anyway although she didn't need to know that.<<endif>><<if $HanaD1ma is "no">>I felt like pointing out I'd already been in her body and refrainded from touching myself at that time but it would probaby work against me.<<endif>>
Eating dinner that evening was amusing. Chloe typically gave my father and I larger portions, but with my father doing the serving he instinctively gave himself the larger plate and then put an equal amount in front of Hana. Nobody said anything, but he soon realised his mistake by himself when he began feeling fuller than usual.
“Do you need help finishing that?” Chloe, who had an empty plate, teased imitating my father who was prone to stealing Chloe’s leftovers.
“No. I can manage.” He couldn’t. All this role reversal was fun to watch.
“Oh what time do you want to go to your friend’s tonight Hana?” Chloe asked me.
“I’m cancelling.” She quickly shot down the notion that I go in her place.
“Non-sense, you can’t ditch your friends on such short notice.”
“I can and I am. Unless Joe’s stupid paperweight can turn me back to normal in the next ten minutes I’ll just text her and say I’m not feeling well.”
“Oh that’s a shame.” Chloe was fully enjoying this now. She probably knew this was a once in a life-time experience and was going to make the most it. With Hana watching me like a hawk I couldn’t do much other than watch the chaos. It was a fun evening but eventually it was time for bed. We stayed up later than usual since school and work wouldn’t be an issue with tomorrow. It was past mid-night before Chloe and my dad headed up to sleep, but Hana kept on trying her best to swap us back.
“C’mon work!” She yelled at the idol.
“It’s not working. Maybe tomorrow morning we’ll be back to normal. Let’s just go sleep and…”
“No!” She wasn’t going to give up. Was it that she didn’t trust me, or that she really didn’t want to be me any longer? “I know, if we sleep in the same room that’ll increase our chances of swapping back.” Sure, that was totally how it worked. Even if I wasn’t the mastermind behind this all I still would have thought that a bad idea. It didn’t stop her dragging her mattress into my room and sleeping on my floor to keep a close eye on me. Even my time in the bathroom before bed was done under observation.
“It’s my body so normal rules don’t apply,” she said when I asked for some privacy. She stood on the outside side of the bathroom door listening for any shenanigans as I used the toilet. Ultimately I wasn’t given any peace, but she’d have to crack eventually so let the games continue. Only for us though, the next morning I swapped Chloe and my dad back to normal. Hana however continued to try and force us to swap back but to no avail. It wasn’t until Sunday night, when she had finally begun to relax a little did I swap us back. It had been a fun weekend, but tomorrow was the start of another week of school. With all the app’s features now unlocked there was no holding back.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to have some bodyswap chaos with your family. Pretending the curse has affected them all you swap bodies at random and enjoy the ensuing chaos. You return everything to normal at the start of the next week.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<div id="ui-bar2"></div><<if $TLDR is "no">>Call it petty, but with this power I could bring some well overdue karma to a certain family. Chloe’s house was a palace compared to my old house where I lived prior to my parent’s divorce. It wasn’t the cleanest of neighbourhoods, and one particular family was the bane of our existence. The Brumble family lived directly behind us. We shared the same rear fence which meant we constantly had footballs being kicked in our yard, and rather than ask for them back their kids just climbed on over, ignored any damage they had caused and took them back. Broken flowerpots weren’t uncommon as damage, and they once even threw a bag of rubbish over the fence into our garden because they forgot to put their bins out. Worst of all they had a large black dog that would bark loudly anytime it wasn’t being given attention or at the slightest of transgressions. The Brumbles didn’t care; they just turned up their sound system to cover it up, even in the middle of the night. They were also just generally aggressive people, taking any criticism as an invitation to fight. My dad’s inability to deal with them caused additional friction that an already shaky marriage didn’t need. I’ve always wished they would just disappear during many of the nights the barking or loud music was keeping me awake. I finally had the power to satisfy my hatred. It had been several months since I’d said goodbye to those assholes, but memories of years of trouble were still fresh in my mind.
I grabbed a bus, followed by another bus, and after a lengthy journey arrived back at my old home. Nothing about this place had changed. I felt uncomfortable if anything, feeling like I didn’t belong. A familiar barking suddenly erupted from nearby.
“Well clearly the dog is still living here,” I spat.
“Shut the fuck up!” A voice yelled out from somewhere nearby. The dog paused, and then resumed barking. Someone clearly wasn’t happy with the noise. The door of my old home opened and a man in his late twenties stormed out.
“I swear it’s like it knows when I’ve just gotten the baby to sleep.” His face was red with anger. Between barks I could hear the sound of a baby crying. Well that settled it; this wasn’t just about me anymore. For the sake of everyone nearby they had to be dealt with.
“Excuse me,” I called out to the man. “I’ll handle this. You take care of the baby.”
“Who are you?” He tried to calm himself since I wasn’t the cause of his anger.
“A neighbour. I know how to deal with these people.” With the app I had a number of ways to deal with them.
“If you could that would be great help.” The guy headed back inside and I headed round the block to say hi to my old neighbours. I could still hear the dog barking and when I rang the doorbell that just grew louder. I saw the TV in the living room was on but nobody was coming to answer. I tried again but still no response.
“I can see that you’re in,” I hissed. Time to use the app. Poser ready I stepped in front of the living room window and targeted the overweight woman watching TV. She saw me and made a disgusting face, calling out for the older son.
“You will obey anything I say. Now let me inside.” The poser was about the only force capable of making her willingly move from the couch to let me in. The older son she’d called for never came to investigate, pretending to have not heard her, being just as ignorant as the woman herself.
“Go upstairs and bring him here. Force him if you have to.” I waited in the living room as she gathered her layabout son. When he finally showed up he was being dragged by the ear but the woman.
“You will obey anything I say,” I ordered. “You will both sit down on the sofa quietly. No moving. No signalling for help. In fact just don’t think about anything until I get back.” With them pacified I headed to the back window. I was little curious about the app and using its power on animals. I targeted the dog with poser and gave a simple command.
“Stop barking.” Silence fell upon the neighbourhood. The dog was forced to obey me which confirmed the app worked on animals as well. Interesting. That gave me an idea but was it a bit too cruel?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You visit your old neighbours who you hate. You want revenge but wonder if you should make them better people instead.<<endif>><img id="banner" src="images/Day5citycard.png">
<div id="choice">[[Reforming them is the right thing to do|kyob5a]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Give them a new form suiting of them|kyob5b]]</div><div id="ui-bar2"></div><<if $TLDR is "no">>They were a nuisance to society right now but it didn’t have to stay that way. Rather than punish them I’d have them repay the massive debt they owed society as a whole. First I’d start with the dog.
“In future you will only bark if it’s to warn of actual danger or intruders. No more barking because you want attention or because there is a crow in the tree half a mile away. You will also be friendly towards everyone else who lives in this area.” That should keep it from causing trouble. I returned to the living room in time to meet the man of the house who’d just returned from work.
“Didn’t you move?” He recognised me obviously.
“Yes but that doesn’t matter. Take a seat,” I ordered. “Oh and you will obey anything I say. Now tell me, what time do your other two sons get home at?” It turned out it’d be a two hour wait at least. I had time so I waited. Eventually they both showed up and now I had the entire family as my captive audience.
“Let’s get started.” I locked on with poser ready to re-educate them. “From today forward you will cease being burdens to society. You will no longer intentionally inconvenience other people. You will no longer ignore problems that you are responsible for in the hopes someone else will fix it. You will be kind to others. You will help those who…” My orders went on and on. There was a lot to cover when it came to these people. I’d known them long enough to have a long list of things I wanted to fix. By the time I was done it was late evening which left me with one final order for them.
“You will forget I was here, and of course you will forget about my phone.” Didn’t want them knowing I was in anyway involved. I left the house exhausted but with a smile. It was too late for me, but their new neighbours should be free from their trouble. They were better people now and my only regret was that I hadn’t been able to correct them sooner.
I arrived home and threw myself onto my bed. Today had been tiring and took longer than I expected, but that didn’t matter because next week I’d be able to go all out. I wonder what I’d be able to achieve with this power.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You reform them so they aren't burdens to society anymore. Feeling accomplished you head home.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<div id="ui-bar2"></div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I targeted the dog with a different feature of the app, the merge function. I selected the dog then went back to the living room and selected the woman. A few adjustments and I then hit apply. Her form changed completely as she turned into a dog of the same breed as the one outside, but had different traits based upon those of Mrs Brumble. Similar but different. She was also still female as opposed to the dog outside who had been male. I then gave the older son the same treatment, merging him with the family pet as well. Again I adjusted the settings to create a dog that was different from the one outside. He was thinner and younger than it. His age was converted into dog years so he was now a dog who was a year into adult hood. Just on time the father of the household returned. I didn’t give him a chance to ask questions. Soon Mr Brumble was also on all fours panting like a dog. There were still two more sons I needed to transform. I waited patiently by the end of the night I had five dogs in the sitting room forced into obedience. To get them out of the house I borrowed some car keys and some memories on how to operate a car. With all six dogs now in the back I drove out into the wilderness, which took several hours, and then opened the doors and told them to get out.
“Final order, you will never attack a human, and will never try to communicate what you originally were. Other than that, go nuts.” I drove their car back within city limits, parked it in a car park and got out. It was time to test the app’s latest feature, Mass Memory Alteration. I selected myself as the only target for exclusion and activated it. My phone went dead instantly.
“Maybe I over did it.” I’d used the app quite a bit today. That final function must have been the straw that broke the camel’s back. I hoped it had worked. I checked the car for some ownership documents which I did find, but they were all blank. The names of the owners were gone, any signatures amusingly having turned into paw prints.
“Wow it worked.” It had actually turned that piece of shit family into dogs both physically and in memory. I felt strangely good about it. Yes I’d done something terrible, but I’d done it to terrible people and that brought a smile to my face. I left the car behind and headed home. This had been a good week all things considered. I had high hopes for next week as well.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You get the revenge you've always wanted. You head home with a smile on your face.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<div id="ui-bar2"></div><<if $TLDR is "no">>Well I might as well use the app to make this easier on myself. The only thing I really could do was either give myself an order with the poser, which I instantly discovere was impossible, or alter my personality. I changed my personality to make me enjoy the task of doing homework. That change caused the time to fly delightfully, as opposed to me dragging myself through the mud to this nightmare done with.
With my homework done in record time I had time to spare. I reached for my phone and opened up the app. I had two new functions to use, which should I try out?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use the app to make yourself enjoy homework more. As a result you get it done in record time. Now you have time to use the app on your family again, but which feature to use?<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Personality|FamPer1]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Bio-Merge|BioMerge1]]</div>
<<if $TLDR is "no">>The personality function had my interest. It was definitely one that could make some fun situations. I wasted little time creeping downstairs to where Chloe and my dad were watching TV. Two easy targets but I decided to start with Chloe. I selected her then slid away to sit on the stairs and scroll through the options. Options had appeared in the form of sliders and oh boy there were a lot of them. Quiet & Loud, Kind & Mean, Shy & Bold. A bunch of traits had been paired up with their opposites and placed on either end of a slider. The position of the mobile friendly slider dictated the person’s current position on the scale. For instance, Chloe was leaning more towards Kind than Mean but not by much. I’d guess that maximum kindness bestowed a saint’s heart making her unable to be mean no matter the situation. I kept on scrolling and it wasn’t long before my teenage eyes were grabbed by a certain word.
“Slut eh?” Chloe’s ‘slut’ gauge was far more on the reserved side. My mind wanted to know though what would happen if I changed it. I was testing the water so I slid that slider all the way up to maximum slut and watched the results.
“Fuck me right now.” Chloe turned her head to my father said what I’d never imagine hearing her say. The effects from my change were instant.
“Huh?” My father didn’t quite believe it either. He didn’t have to as Chloe was already attacking his belt. “Are you alright?” He asked as his belt was thrown across the room.
“Oh yeah, I just really need someone to fuck me hard.” Chloe undid his trouser button and pulled down his zipper. His trousers were pulled down along with his boxers exposing his cock to her. Things were about to get intense, the question was did I want to stick around and see it?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use the personality modify function to turn Chloe into a complete slut. She goes straight for your dad's cock. Do you want to watch?<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Don't Watch|FamPer2]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I stayed there, watching it as Chloe aggressively took my father and began sucking on his cock. She took it inside her mouth and my father was so preoccupied with this change in behaviour that he didn’t see me watching.
“Right here?” He was questioning the change in Chloe’s personality.
“I’ve been holding it back too much, I need you inside me!” She was done sucking. She climbed onto him and lowered her pussy onto his dick then slid down further <<click "taking it inside her.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ChloeScene5.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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“Fuck me!” She ordered and my father obeyed. Things had already gone this far so the best thing to do was see it through to completion. He got into a better position, grabbed her hips then really went at it.
“I’m not too old yet to give my wife a good time!” Almost as if he had something to prove he put a lot of vigour into each movement. I continued watching and even considered moving closer for a better look. This was such a turn on. My hand reached for my hard as a rock cock and gave it the attention it was seeking. I never imagined that I’d ever find myself jacking off which watching two people fuck a mere ten foot from me yet here I was.
I not only watched the whole thing but I came at the same time as Chloe and my father. Exhausted my father slumped onto the sofa but Chloe was far from through.
“Did you enjoy that?” She asked, her eyes locking with me.
“That was great,” my father replied unaware I was there. I think Chloe had intended that question for me. She left my father on the sofa and made her way over to me.
“If you want to join in then you only need to ask.” She wasn’t mad that I’d been watching, she was much interested in my cock for that. Not waiting for an invite her reached for my dick and used her hands to get it hard again. She clearly intended to have her way with me as well.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You watch Chloe fuck your father, after which she makes her way over to you and invites you to fuck her as well.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[I want her to fuck me|FamWat2Per]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[I’m more interested in watching than actually fucking|FamWat3]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I don’t want to see them fuck. I silently headed upstairs and let it happen. Well the personality modifier certainly had its quirks. Although there wasn’t really anything it could do that the poser couldn’t. If I wanted someone to fuck my brains out then I’d just order them to do so using the poser. Making them as slutty as a head cheerleader in the men’s locker room was just extra steps really. The only real benefit I saw was the ability to copy someone’s personality and apply that to someone else. This means I could turn myself into someone then copy their personality to make it more convincing but aside from that I didn’t see the benefit of it.
“I should probably turn Chloe back to normal.” I had to be careful about when I did or I might ruin something. I planned on letting them finish but what I didn’t realised was just how hungry for cock Chloe now was. My dad was getting on in his years and his sexual endurance wasn’t that of a stallion anymore. After twenty minutes he was spent. His dick went limp but Chloe was unsatisfied. Because of the change I’d made to her personality she could only think of getting cock and she didn’t care whose it was. My door was suddenly thrown open and Chloe’s eyes locked onto me. She was a mess but her expression was a hungry smile and began moved towards me with her hands aiming for my trousers.
“Joe, be a good boy and help me out…” She sounded almost insane. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>TBD<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Turn her back to normal|FamAbort]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Let her continue|FamPer3]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I quickly slid her slut level back to normal and applied the change. Chloe returned to her normal sense and let go off me.
“I… sorry I don’t what came over me.” She backed away quickly, almost afraid of herself. After what she had just tried to do that was understandable.
“Chloe I order you to forget what you just tried to do.” I didn’t want this affecting her. Under the influence of the poser her memories were sealed. “Return to your room and get dressed.” I gave a quick follow up and she promptly left. That had been a close one. Good thing I had the app open when she entered.
“Well I think I’ve done enough tonight.” I put my phone back on the charger. I wonder what cool new features tomorrow will bring?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You return Chloe to normal then make her forget she tried to have sex with you.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|FamAbort2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I had the app in my hand. I could stop this but I didn’t want to. Chloe’s hands made for my trousers, undoing the button then with a strong tug pulled them down.
“We should close the door,” I suggested.
“I don’t care who sees.” Holy hell. With Chloe as she was now she wouldn’t hesitate to strip naked in front of old grandma and fuck me on the Thanks Giving dinner table. My boxers came down and Chloe quickly got my dick rock hard. She took it inside her mouth and <<click "began sucking.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/?.png]]<</replace>><</click>> Her technique was amazing. I tried to fight my cocks demand for release but Chloe was just too good and I sprayed the back of her throat with my cum. She continued and used her tongue to clean the head.
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“Thanks for the appetiser, now it’s time for something that will fill me up.” She pushed me back and moved her hips over me. Her pussy easily swallowed my dick and then she began rocking her hips. It had happened so quickly. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t feel good because holy hell it did. I never realised it before but my step-mother was the perfect MILF. This was a pussy that had given birth and just fucked another man but still felt amazing.
“Chloe I’m going to cum!” It was too amazing. I didn’t want to dig into Chloe’s past but somewhere along the line she’d pick up world class sexual technique.
“Go on Joe, cum inside me!” At that moment the door on the other side of the hall opened. Hana had heard us and came to investigate. She witnessed us as I came insider her mother and couldn’t believe her eyes. Her brain burnt out trying to make sense of it and she fainted. Chloe still wasn’t done. I felt her pussy tighten as she cried out from an orgasm. She was completely unconcerned for her daughter who was lying on the floor behind her.
“Are you done?” Chloe could tell my erection was fading. “Well that’s fine. I’ll just get that young man across the road; he looks like he could last hours in bed.” Chloe got off me. For a moment I thought she had been joking but it wasn’t a joke. She actually planned to go and fuck the guy across the road even though she’d just fucked me and my father.
I quickly grabbed my phone and ordered her to stop. Her morals had all but disappeared so controlling her with the poser was all I could do to stop her fucking every last man on the planet. I could have returned her sex drive to normal, but then I’d be losing out. I lowered her slut slider slightly so it wasn’t maxed out but it was still pretty high.
“Chloe if you need sex then the only people you’ll consult are my father and I.” There we go. Time to sort out Hana. Her being passed out made her easy to target with the personality modifier. Just like with Chloe I slid the slut scale upwards. Hana wouldn’t have any problems with what she saw if she was like minded. We fetched some water and splashed it across her face to wake her.
“What happened?” She rose trying to recall why she was on the floor. “Joe! You and mum were having sex!”
“And?” Let’s see how those changes affected her.
“Well I want in!” She grabbed my shirt and kissed me. “My pussy wants you bro, you won’t refuse your little sister’s request right?” She gave me such an innocent look. Even this was too much for me, so I targeted myself with the app and altered my own personality, removing my inhibitions. Suddenly having sex with my step-sister was an appealing thought.
“Hey he’s mine!” Chloe pulled me away. They were both complete sluts but didn’t care much for sharing it seemed. Easily fixable. I targeted them both with the personality modifier and changed that.
“Put that away.” Chloe grabbed my phone and slid it across the carpet. “We are all you need.” I couldn’t believe this was happening. Chloe pulled me over to the bed and laid me down flat. Hana began stripping and moved her petite body over me. My cock sensed this and got hard again, ready for a third round.
“You’re going to use your tongue,” Chloe ordered me. My opinion wasn’t required as she placed her soaking pussy over my face and began grinding it against me. I stuck out my tongue and began licking her. As I did so I felt two soft hands on my cock followed by Hana’s snatch grinding against it. I felt the grinding stop, then I felt the tip of my shaft pushing against her pussy.
“Here I come bro,” she cried out sliding down. Her warm walls tightly gripped my cock as she slid down. Chloe’s pussy was amazing but the tightness of Hana’s pussy was a game changer.
“Holy shit!” Hana swore loudly as the last of my dick entered her.
“Gently move your hips like this,” Chloe had started instructing her. Chloe’s heavenly technique combined with Hana’s tightness was insane. The only reason I hadn’t already came inside her was that my cock had already gone off twice. Thanks to that I was able to enjoy the pleasure to the absolute fullest. Many minutes of sheer pleasure passed as Hana’s pussy got used to having me inside.
“I’m gonna cum!” Hana had reached her peak and I was close to mine.
“Make us cum Joe! Do it!” My tongue went into overdrive, bringing Chloe to her climax and at the same time Hana hit hers. As she cried out in ecstasy I ejaculated for the final time tonight. As the women rolled down beside me I saw my father was lying on the floor in the same spot as Hana. I guess seeing your wife and step-daughter fucking your son was pretty traumatising. Well nothing the app couldn’t fix.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You let Chloe have her way with you. During this Hana appears and faints. You give her the same treatment as Chloe, and she comes after your cock as well. You conclude that having sex with a MILF and her daughter is pretty awesome.<<endif>>
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[[Next|FamPer4]]<<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I woke that morning feeling great. Aside from having to get up to use the app in the middle of the night to get Chloe and my dad to stop fucking long enough for me to get some sleep, it had been a very good sleep. I didn’t feel bad and that was likely exclusively down to the fact that I’d targeted myself to make me more open about what I’d done.
“Oh the app’s update.” I wonder what interesting update we’ll have today.
'You've transformed one person, now you can transform them all with this newest update. All features can now target multiple people at once. This allows you to use the power of the app on crowds of people at once! Also include is the memory alteration feature! Copy people's memories, erase their old ones or even give them fake ones! Make them believe whatever you want them to with this easy to use function.'
Well those were both useful features but didn’t really do much for my cock. I was hoping for some kind of mass cloning system to make an endless supply of pussy to fuck. Well beggars can’t be choosers. It was time for school so I began getting dressed, but had to stop when Chloe strode into my room and removed the trouser I’d just put on.
“You weren’t going to send me to work on an empty stomach?” She went straight for my dick and skipped right to the fucking. This time I was allowed to stand up and gladly pounded her from behind until we were both satisfied.
“Thanks Joe, breakfast will be ready soon.” I hadn’t scheduled for fucking Chloe so I had to quickly finish getting ready, eat what I could and rush out the door. School felt almost like a safe haven. Chloe and Hana couldn’t get me here so I could actually relax without the fear of someone jumping on cock and taking it for a ride.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake and check the app's update notes. You think about today and the idea of turning all your classmates into mega sluts like Chloe.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Not to say that would be a bad thing|ScOr1]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[I’ll let my dick a rest for when I get home|FamPer5]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I looked around the room at my classmates. This class had perfect 50/50 split between boys and girls. In other words it had 15 pussies and 15 dicks to fill them. I was excluding myself from that equation, but I was also excluding my teacher Mrs Lemonbell. 28 years old, recently married and had no kids. She probably had sex on regular bases with her husband. I wonder what technique she used to please him? This morning’s update would come in very handy after all. The multi-target function could select everyone within sight as targets for any of the apps features. Let’s see what happens when the entire class gets their slut slider maxed. I had the advantage of being at the back corner so I leaned back and caught everyone in my line of sight. A few people noticed but they had no idea what I was doing. The multi-targeting selected all of them and I slid that slider all the way to the max.
“And apply,” I announced. Didn’t matter if they heard me now as I’d made the changes. It was amusing watching my classmates send each other sexually charged glances. Even Mrs Lemonbell had stopped teaching and was looking at my male classmates with hunger.
“Josh, on my desk now!” She ordered. She always had been a bit of an authoritarian. Josh however had his eyes another girl. He took a step towards her but was intercepted by panther that ripped his shirt open.
“Look at me Josh, your cock is mine!” The girl who had pounced on him wasn’t wasting time, she going after what she wanted. Chaos soon erupted but while I’d turned everyone into sluts they still had preferences. One girl made for the door determined to claim the cock of our gym teacher.
“Everyone stay in this room!” I ordered with the poser. The order forced them to stay in here and fulfil their desires with those around them. Naturally, that also included me. I felt a pair of hands tug at my trousers. I looked beneath my desk to see a girl by the name of Tiffany pulling down my trousers and my boxers. I decided to give her some assistance and soon her mouth was around my cock, getting it prepared for the biggest fucking orgy anyone in this school had ever been apart off. I kept my phone in hand just in case someone walked in and I needed to ‘convince’ them to join us.
“You’re good at this Tiff,” I complemented. Honestly she was terrible compared to Chloe. It was quite possibly Tiffany’s first time sucking a guy off so I couldn’t blame her. Someone who had plenty of experience was the girl who needed no assistance when it came to being a slut. With a dick in each hand was Becky and she wasn’t pleasing just two dicks, she was pleasing five. She already had a cock in both holes and another in her mouth.
“Fuck me harder everyone, give me all your spunk!” If I used the app to give her a few extra hands and holes I’d have no doubt she’d use them all. One of her man sluts was pulled away and claimed by another girl. Nobody was without a partner. Even Steven who broke out in hives when he touched a girl was getting in on the action. The app also hadn’t overridden anyone’s sexual preference. The publicly gay Greg was trying his luck with the guys but not having much success with getting one of them to service him.
“Shit I’m cumming!” Mrs Lemonbell claimed her first victim, draining ones of my classmates of his seed. She set her eyes on her next victim and proceeded to drain him as well. While she did that I drove my cock deep into Tiffany and gave her ass a solid slap. It felt empowering, everything about this made me feel empowered. I’d caused this, this was entirely my fault and it felt so good. The room was filled with a sexual chorus as number teens and their teacher fucked each other’s brains out. Our orgy lasted nearly an hour, a few other curious onlookers joined us in that time but sadly the bell was about to ring and another class would be on its way. As much as I’d love for them to join us we didn’t really have room.
“I guess I should end this,” I pulled out of Tiffany, my cum dribbled out of her pussy as I did so. “Alright everyone, I’m ordering you all to keep this a secret between us. You will tell no-one about what we just did… oh and you’ll keep your sex drive in check. For now you may only have sex with each other and only do so in private when no-one is looking.” I wanted this to continue, but I didn’t want someone outside my control finding out and bringing the media into this. If a journalist so much as caught a scent of what had just happened the ensuing scandal would shut down the school. The class quickly cleaned themselves up so they looked passable. A number of guys now suffered from missing shirt buttons as a result of the girls being too eager to strip them. As the bell rang the classroom looked presentable again to the eyes, but the scent of sex still lingered. Hopefully the next class would be innocent first years that wouldn’t recognise it. I left and headed for my next class. A few of my classmates from Mrs Lemonbell’s class should have been joining me, but when I arrived I found them all absent. I had a feeling they had all slipped into the toilets or various storerooms for continue fucking one another. Well so long nobody got caught it wouldn’t mess with my plans. Today had been fun, but now I had my sights set on much bigger things.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use the app to start a massive orgy in the classroom and it goes really well.<<endif>>
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[[Tomorrow|ScOr2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>As tempting as the ideal of starting a school wide orgy was, I’d keep the power of the app for when I got home. Until then it was business as normal as I went about my school day like normal.
My normal life ended the moment I opened the front door. Sitting on the stairs in black lacy lingerie was Chloe.
“Welcome come,” she seductively greeted. “Care to help me out? Hana’s tongue just couldn’t satisfy me.”
“You make it sound like I have a choice.” I closed the door and threw my bag down. I had been anticipating something like this might happen and my cock was ready for it. I took Chloe right there on the stairs, sliding my shaft past her black underwear for direct access to her begging pussy.
“Fuck me harder!” She cried out as I thrust into her. We kept on going until we both came, but even that was only cause for a short break.
“Hey not fair!” Hana protested as she came down the stairs. My short break was cut short by her needy body climbing on top of me.
“I just can’t catch a break,” I joked.
“Until your father comes home you’re the man of the house, and it’s the job of the man of the house to satisfy the women,” Chloe nestled next to me. She placed her hand on my chest as Hana slid down onto my dick. From the mature pussy of Chloe to the tightness of Hana’s. They both felt amazing in their own way and it was impossible to choose between them. It wasn’t long before I climaxed again, this time inside of Hana.
“I’m getting hungry.” My stomach was grumbling. All this sex was giving me an appetite.
“I’ll make you an extra-large dinner so you can get yours strength back,” Chloe replied. Great, more sex. Well I wasn’t complaining. I just prayed they didn’t fuck me to death. With how hungry for cock they had become that might just happen. Thankfully my father soon arrived home to satisfy Chloe’s hunger while took a break upstairs.
After dinner we were back at it and we didn’t stop until we were physically unable to continue. As the four of us lay in the living room Chloe make a joke that changed everything.
“At this rate I might get pregnant again.” She said it as a joke but it raised a question about the future of this family. With the app I had an easy way to stop any potential pregnancies… but only if I wanted to.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You resist the temptations to start a massive orgy and instead save yourself for Hana & Chloe. You are faced with a problem though as if this keeps up they might get pregnant.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Intervene|FamPerEnd1P1]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Don’t Intervene|FamPerEnd2P1]]</div><<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Friday morning. The last day of the school week and sadly the last day the app would update. As per usual the app had an update waiting to greet me this morning when I awoke.
‘Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.’
The last update part was disappointing, but the app had already given me so much that I couldn’t complain. Something else that Friday morning brought was the school assembly. Every Monday and Friday morning the entire student body and all the heads of staff met in the school hall for announcements. I’d arranged for me to be sitting at the back of the stage where I had line of sight on everyone present. The start of the assembly was signalled by the principal ascending the steps to the stage.
“Good morning,” he greeted and the entire student body replied. I held up the app and casually locked onto everyone present.
“You will listen to the principal and obey everything he is about to tell you. Do not try to leave until I say so,” I ordered. I’d already gotten to the principal this morning.
“I have an important announcement, from today sex will be permitted anywhere in the school at any time. However you shall not speak a word of this to anyone outside the school.” While I’d ordered the students to obey they were still rather confused, well aside from my classmates from yesterday. Speaking of them I better quickly remove yesterday’s order as it wasn’t relevant anymore. As assembly concluded I opened the personality modifier and slid my favourite slider up to near maximum levels. A quick apply and those disgusted gazes turned to ones of immoral thoughts. I used the poser to issue a few extra orders to ensure some morals were kept. Even I had some lines I didn’t want them crossing.
“Alright everyone now off to class,” the principal concluded his morning speech and left the stage. As instructed everyone had to follow that order, but once they were in class their sexual instincts took over. I didn’t partake in the morning festivities as I was on the lookout for late arrivals and others who hadn’t been present during the morning assembly. Once that was taken care off though it was pants off for me. Don’t ask me how many of my classmates I slept with that day because I lost count very quickly.
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[[Someday in the Future|ScOr3]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I sat in the classroom enjoying the lesson. There was no magic involved and people were actually studying. The reason was simple; sex was one of the easiest human desires to satisfy. Looking at it from where I was now it was rather strange. People who were sexually satisfied working very efficiently, so the question was why did society frown upon it so much? Since getting the app I’d made a few changes to how my school worked. Sex was unrestricted and the students and staff members would fuck at any given opportunity. It wasn’t constant sex; I’d adjusted things to create the ultimate balanced between sex and work. With the poser I ensured nobody would speak a word of this to anyone outside school. What I’d created was the perfect environment where people were happy and worked harder. If the Reborn App had global targeting then I’d use it to change the whole world to function like my school but sadly the app hadn’t updated since that Friday.
I wasn’t complaining, I already had so much and this was definitely a life I could live with. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you change your school from a boring one into a sex filled one.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“If that happens then I’ll take responsibility for what happens 9 months after.” I wasn’t against making the family a little larger. Sure that would mean less sex for me but that was just the sacrifice that bringing new life into the world required. I didn’t let the future distract me from the now, giving Chloe as much of my seed as I could and putting in motion the events that would see our family grow a little larger.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You choose to take responsibility for what happens.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>Once we’d finished for the night I targeted Chloe and Hana with the app. Using the modify function I altered their age, sending them physically three days into the past thus as far as their bodies were concerned the past few nights had never happened. This erased any chance of a pregnancy occurring as the result of my actions. What that meant however was that I’d need to regularly reset their bodies to fend of pregnancy. That was a bit of an annoyance so I accessed the app’s body modification menu and in the very long list of options I found what I needed. Simply labelled ‘Egg Cells’, I dropped that number all the way down to zero removing anything my sperm could potentially fertilise. If need be I could undo the change later down the line but right now that wasn’t happening.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take steps to ensure no baby making will be occuring for the foreseeable future<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the Future|FamPerEnd1P2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>There was something about having a sex hungry women waiting at home for you that made each day way more bearable. I had to fine tune the changes I’d made to Chloe and Hana a little to make them a bit hungry as I didn’t appreciate them invading my room in the middle of night. I’d found a great balance and I had to say; Chloe’s technique never stopped pleasing me. She’s passed that technique onto Hana as well since made for double the fun.
My grades improved as a result of my higher life quality and that change I’d made previously to make myself more open really helped me get along with other people. Things were starting to look good for me. Chloe and Hana were happy provided they got at least an hour of cock everyday so there were no complaints from that side either. I was confident in say that for now at least everything was great.
There was something about having a sex hungry women waiting at home for you that made each day way more bearable. I had to fine tune the changes I’d made to Chloe and Hana a little to make them a bit hungry as I didn’t appreciate them invading my room in the middle of night. I’d found a great balance and I had to say; Chloe’s technique never stopped pleasing me. She’s passed that technique onto Hana as well since made for double the fun.
My grades improved as a result of my higher life quality and that change I’d made previously to make myself more open really helped me get along with other people. Things were starting to look good for me. Chloe and Hana were happy provided they got at least an hour of cock everyday so there were no complaints from that side either. I was confident in say that for now at least everything was great.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you now have sex with Chloe and Hana everyday. You enjoy every moment of it and even yours grades start to improve.<<endif>>
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~ End - Welcome Home ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Nine months had passed since I made the decision to let nature take its course, and now I was sat in the maternity ward of the hospital next to Chloe who was potentially hours away from delivering my first child. I said potentially as we had no idea if it was my child or my fathers but frankly we didn’t care. Our family shared everything and hid nothing. We wouldn’t even try for a DNA test because it just didn’t matter.
“You better hurry up mom, it’ll be my turn soon.” Hana was next to Chloe on the bed. Like her mother she was also carrying life inside her but she was a few weeks behind. Before the end of the month our family would have two additional members. It was responsibility the four of us would share together.
Sadly the app that had brought this together was no more. In fact I’d lost the power of the app before I even got confirmation that Chloe was pregnant. Lose one miracle, gain another. I still didn’t understand where the app had come from, or why I had been the one to get it, but it had definitely changed our lives for the better.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices Chloe and Hana get pregnant with your child. You will raise them with love and are there to welcome them to the world.<<endif>>
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I knew what my body wanted, and I knew what I wanted. The stairs weren’t the best place though especially with my father so close. I dare say he’d recover quickly once he heard what was going on.
“Let’s take it to my room,” I said, quickly scuttling upstairs. Chloe followed me like a hungry beast chasing injured prey. She came into my room and pushed me down onto the bed…
“We should close the door,” I suggested.
“I don’t care who sees.” Holy hell. With Chloe as she was now she wouldn’t hesitate to strip naked in front of old grandma and fuck me on the Thanks Giving dinner table. My boxers came down and Chloe quickly got my dick rock hard. She took it inside her mouth and <<click "began sucking.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/ChloeScene1.png]]<</replace>><</click>> Her technique was amazing. I tried to fight my cocks demand for release but Chloe was just too good and I sprayed the back of her throat with my cum. She continued and used her tongue to clean the head.
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“Thanks for the appetiser, now it’s time for something that will fill me up.” She pushed me back and moved her hips over me. Her pussy easily swallowed my dick and then she began rocking her hips. It had happened so quickly. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t feel good because holy hell it did. I never realised it before but my step-mother was the perfect MILF. This was a pussy that had given birth and just fucked another man but still felt amazing.
“Chloe I’m going to cum!” It was too amazing. I didn’t want to dig into Chloe’s past but somewhere along the line she’d pick up world class sexual technique.
“Go on Joe, cum inside me!” At that moment the door on the other side of the hall opened. Hana had heard us and came to investigate. She witnessed us as I came insider her mother and couldn’t believe her eyes. Her brain burnt out trying to make sense of it and she fainted. Chloe still wasn’t done. I felt her pussy tighten as she cried out from an orgasm. She was completely unconcerned for her daughter who was lying on the floor behind her.
“Are you done?” Chloe could tell my erection was fading. “Well that’s fine. I’ll just get that young man across the road; he looks like he could last hours in bed.” Chloe got off me. For a moment I thought she had been joking but it wasn’t a joke. She actually planned to go and fuck the guy across the road even though she’d just fucked me and my father.
I quickly grabbed my phone and ordered her to stop. Her morals had all but disappeared so controlling her with the poser was all I could do to stop her fucking every last man on the planet. I could have returned her sex drive to normal, but then I’d be losing out. I lowered her slut slider slightly so it wasn’t maxed out but it was still pretty high.
“Chloe if you need sex then the only people you’ll consult are my father and I.” There we go. Time to sort out Hana. Her being passed out made her easy to target with the personality modifier. Just like with Chloe I slid the slut scale upwards. Hana wouldn’t have any problems with what she saw if she was like minded. We fetched some water and splashed it across her face to wake her.
“What happened?” She rose trying to recall why she was on the floor. “Joe! You and mum were having sex!”
“And?” Let’s see how those changes affected her.
“Well I want in!” She grabbed my shirt and kissed me. “My pussy wants you bro, you won’t refuse your little sister’s request right?” She gave me such an innocent look. Even this was too much for me, so I targeted myself with the app and altered my own personality, removing my inhibitions. Suddenly having sex with my step-sister was an appealing thought.
“Hey he’s mine!” Chloe pulled me away. They were both complete sluts but didn’t care much for sharing it seemed. Easily fixable. I targeted them both with the personality modifier and changed that.
“Put that away.” Chloe grabbed my phone and slid it across the carpet. “We are all you need.” I couldn’t believe this was happening. Chloe pulled me over to the bed and laid me down flat. Hana began stripping and moved her petite body over me. My cock sensed this and got hard again, ready for a third round.
“You’re going to use your tongue,” Chloe ordered me. My opinion wasn’t required as she placed her soaking pussy over my face and began grinding it against me. I stuck out my tongue and began licking her. As I did so I felt two soft hands on my cock followed by Hana’s snatch grinding against it. I felt the grinding stop, then I felt the tip of my shaft pushing against her pussy.
“Here I come bro,” she cried out sliding down. Her warm walls tightly gripped my cock as she slid down. Chloe’s pussy was amazing but the tightness of Hana’s pussy was a game changer.
“Holy shit!” Hana swore loudly as the last of my dick entered her.
“Gently move your hips like this,” Chloe had started instructing her. Chloe’s heavenly technique combined with Hana’s tightness was insane. The only reason I hadn’t already came inside her was that my cock had already gone off twice. Thanks to that I was able to enjoy the pleasure to the absolute fullest. Many minutes of sheer pleasure passed as Hana’s pussy got used to having me inside.
“I’m gonna cum!” Hana had reached her peak and I was close to mine.
“Make us cum Joe! Do it!” My tongue went into overdrive, bringing Chloe to her climax and at the same time Hana hit hers. As she cried out in ecstasy I ejaculated for the final time tonight. As the women rolled down beside me I saw my father was lying on the floor in the same spot as Hana. I guess seeing your wife and step-daughter fucking your son was pretty traumatising. Well nothing the app couldn’t fix.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You let Chloe have her way with you. During this Hana appears and faints. You give her the same treatment as Chloe, and she comes after your cock as well. You conclude that having sex with a MILF and her daughter is pretty awesome.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>This just wasn’t turning me on. My cock wasn’t getting erect even with Chloe doing her best to make it.
“Something wrong?” She asked picking up on my lack of interest.
“Well… no… it’s just…” It was hard to say. Right now I could easily have sex with Chloe, yet it was the thought of watching someone else do so that was more appealing.
“You were enjoying yourself before, perhaps… you prefer being a spectator than joining in?” She’d hit the nail on the head. My expression showed it. “What if I do this?” Her hand moved from my sex to her own. Her had slid her hand between her thighs and was moving her fingers to pleasure herself. My gaze was pulled in and my cock began to harden again exposing that I was enjoying watching this.
“I never realised you were that kind of person Joe. Well be sure to watch this slut fuck herself.” She moved back, sat on the floor and spread her legs as she continued to masturbate right in front of me.
“Join in, grab your perverted cock and make yourself feel good!” I would have but my father had finally realised something was up. He appeared and saw what was happening.
“Chloe? What are you doing to Joe?”
“Dad go back to the living room and watch TV. Ignore what is happening here.” I’d quickly pulled out the Reborn app and given an order with the poser. My dad obeyed, returning to the living room and switching on the TV. With him out of the way I could continue watching Chloe however even a complete slut could tell something unusual had just happened.
“Joe, what did you do?” She seductively moved towards me, pressing her chest against me.
“I told my dad to give us space.”
“I saw. Can you make anyone do that?” The look in her eyes told me of her intentions. She was still hungry for sex and what I’d just shown her opened up the possibilities for achieving it.
“Yes. I can control anyone.” Maybe I shouldn’t be saying all this but she wasn’t a threat right now.
“Are you controlling me?” She might have picked up on the fact her actions were odd.
“No.” Technically that was true. I’d merely altered her personality, her actions were still her own. Under normal circumstances she have questioned if I was being truthful, but her mind was filled with thoughts about sex. She was rubbing her large chest against me but it just wasn’t a turn on.
“You really are only interested in watching.”
“Chloe.” I had to act now.
“Yes?” She replied seductively.
“Hold still.” With those words she lost the ability to move. I slid out from under her with the poser still locked onto her. I’d selected her as a target so I could escape this situation. I’d come to realise that I enjoy watching other people fuck. Chloe’s advances were a bit of a nuisance. This experiment had taught me something interesting about myself, but Chloe’s services were no longer required.
“Chloe, forget about all the sex that happened tonight. You will return to the living room and briefly fall asleep then wake up believing you feel asleep watching TV.” I then shifted the target to my father and gave a similar order. Once my father and Chloe were in place by the TV I returned Chloe’s slut scale to its normal level. I cleaned up anything that might give away what actually happened then returned to my room.
“I’m glad that’s over,” I let out a sigh and rolled onto my bed. So I was a pervert. Well I guess it wasn’t unusual for people to get off watching others. Porn existed for that reason. I held up my phone and a thought came to mind. Just like with Chloe I could easily turn anyone into an uncontrollable sex beast. I could select two people, slide that slut bar all the way up and watch them go at like rabbits. It wouldn’t matter where they were, once I maxed that slider they’d fuck no matter where they were. I could have a lot of fun with this.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>She realises you weren't interested in fucking. She tries putting on a show instead, but one thing leads to another and you have to turn her back to normal and erase her memories.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|FamWat4]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Oh the app’s update.” I wonder what interesting update we’ll have today.
'You've transformed one person, now you can transform them all with this newest update. All features can now target multiple people at once. This allows you to use the power of the app on crowds of people at once! Also include is the memory alteration feature! Copy people's memories, erase their old ones or even give them fake ones! Make them believe whatever you want them to with this easy to use function.'
With the mass targeting things got easier. I could select both my targets at once instead of individually. Memory alteration would also come in handy but I had no plans for it. Chloe and my dad were back to normal so there was no need to erase their already sealed memories. Happy with the updates I headed off to school with high hopes for what I could achieve. Everyone around me was a potential target. I could walk into the staff room right now and start an orgy, or make two of my classmates fuck in front of everyone. With the power of the app there were just no limits to what I could do, so I decided to do them all. It was better to wait until everyone had arrived though. I went to my morning class and greeted Dave like normal.
When morning break came I got up and followed my teacher Mr Dement to the staffroom. The staffroom’s coffee machine attracted teachers from the entire school desperate for the caffeine they needed to get through the day. I peeked inside and saw almost every teacher that worked here drinking coffee, snacking on biscuits and talking about their students. Too many to target individually so let’s give that mass targeting a try. I needed them all to be in line of sight however and the door position didn’t give that to me.
“I guess I have only choice.” Let’s hope it doesn’t backfire. I targeted a single teacher with the poser and issued a series of orders. “First you will step outside. Second you will take my phone then using the Reborn app’s power, target everyone in the room. Third you will order them to enter a trance. Fourth you will remain perfectly still.” My target immediately left the room and took my phone from me. I watch him from outside as he did as I instructed. When it was done I simply walked in, took back my phone from the motionless teacher and began issuing some new orders.
“Close all the curtains. Mrs Tennel, Mrs Crow and Mr Conwallis, watch the door and keep the late arrivals away.” Those three teachers were either in or close to their sixties. I’d feel bad making them join in this fuck fest. With them out of the way I reselected everyone and slid their slut scale all the way up to full. It was shame ‘mood’ also wasn’t an option or I’d have driven their horniness to the max as well. The complete removal of their sexual inhibitions was enough. With the poser I told them to ignore me then I freed them from the trance.
“Mr Milray, would you like to fuck me in the ass?” That was the first sexually charged comment I heard.
“My dick is armed and ready.” Some of what I heard was cringed worthy. I really shouldn’t have expected anything different from my teachers. Within five minutes it had gone to a bunch of working adults drinking coffee and gossiping, to a massive orgy. All around my teachers were fucking like this was a rabbit den in mating season. I had an all access pass to this show so I took the best seat and watched. I was turned on yet I had no desire to take part. I’d often though about fucking some of my teachers before, Ms Angela’s especially, but even with her ass in the air and begging for any cock that was free a few meet from me I still didn’t feel the desire. Instead I watched for the monstrous cock of my gym teacher to plug her pussy and make her moan loudly with powerful thrusts.
“You really were just a massive slut,” he insulted. “How long have you wanted this?” My eyes were glued to this. Like with when I was watching Chloe I grabbed my shaft and began masturbating. It felt better than it ever had at home. Some of my teachers began ejaculating over their partners and I joined in. I stood as close to Chloe as possible and sprayed her with my sticky load. Fuck that felt amazing. The first bell rang signalling it was time to head back to class. I wouldn’t get in trouble for being late obliviously since my next teacher was in this room with me stuffing his dick into the vice-principal. I’d have loved to let this continue, but there were other things I wanted to try and disrupting the entire school schedule might get in the way of that.
“Alright everyone, fuck time is over. Put your dicks away, clean yourselves up and get to class. Oh and forgot about what you just did.” I returned their personalities to normal and released them from my control once I was out of the room. There was a bit of a crowd outside as the three elder teachers had been stalling a few others trying to get to the staff room.
“Get to class. You have no need to do whatever you were planning on doing,” I ordered to dismiss them.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to go all out with the app that day. First you head to the staff room and use the app to start a massive orgy which you have a front row seat to. Seeing your teachers all fucking right in front of you is a mega turn on.<<endif>>
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[[Next|FamWat5]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I waited until I had a class in a room that was hard to see into from the outside. Five minutes in and everyone had their heads down dealing with a surprise test our teacher had sprung on us. That was a bit annoying since the room was silent making giving orders harder.
“Ah fuck it,” I declared standing up. I could just erase memories anyway.
“Joe!” My teacher barked at me. I headed for the door then turned around with everyone now in targeting range.
“Okay everyone you are now under my control. You will obey everything I say. Now enter a trance.” They all stopped but their blank looks were a bit creepy. “You are going to forget about my outburst. When you are free from your trance you will resume doing the test and ignore all distractions. Dom and Nicky, you two don't need to obey that order. You two are going to fuck on the teacher’s desk.” I didn’t bother with the slider. I’d given them an order and now they’d obey it. I took my seat again and let events proceeded as I’d ordered. Everyone went back to doing their tests while two of my classmates stood up and headed for the teacher’s desk.
“In the meantime you can just write the test answers on the board,” I ordered my teacher. That would make catching up easy. He stepped away from his desk as Dom and Nicky climbed onto it. Nicky’s panties were pulled down and Dom opened his zipper and freed his cock. <<click "They began fucking">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/DomNicky.png]]<</replace>><</click>> right there on the table still fully clothed.
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It was great to watch but I felt devilish. I targeted the guy closest to them and freed him from my control. Keith was quick to raise his head and see two of his classmates fucking several feet from him. He was speechless. He noticed our teacher was doing nothing and then turned his head and saw nobody else was watching. Of course I had my head down smirking as I pretended to be a part of the clueless herd. It was in moments like this that people began to question their sanity. Was this really happening? Why wasn’t anyone else reacting? Am I the only person who can see this? Those kinds of questions were running through his mind.
“Excuse me,” he raised his hand to try and get a response. Smart. I had to quickly adjust the order I’d given our teacher.
“Yes?” After a short delay the teacher turned around, completely ignoring what was happening right in front of him.
“Sir, may I use the bathroom?”
“During the middle of a test? I think not.”
“I won’t cheat, I promise.”
“Oh I’ve heard that one before. The test ends in ten minutes, you can leave then.” Our teacher turned back around and continued writing down answers. I watched Keith's confusion with amusement. He just didn’t know how to confirm if any of this was real. He could see them and hear them but was too afraid to do anything that might appear suspicious.
“Oh fuck, I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum,” Nicky’s cries got more intense. “I’m cummiiiiiiing!” She cried out as she hit her climax.
“You will now both return to your seats and pretend nothing happened,” I quickly ordered. I began quickly copying answers as Dom and Nicky took their seats again. I had only a few minutes to not fail.
“Alright class pens down.” Our teacher turned around and I freed everyone from my control. Some people noticed what was on the board and were kicking themselves for having failed to notice that all the answers had been up there. Disgruntled groans echoed around me as people realised their mistakes. I didn’t get enough time to get all my answers down. Focusing on the shorter answers I’d probably fall where I usually did, near bottom of the class.
“Did you see that?” Keith was asking others if they’d noticed anything.
“See what?” They replied unaware about what he was referring to.
“Dom and Nicky!” The person turned and looked at the two of them.
“What about them?”
“Never mind.” Keith tried again with someone else but it was very clear only he’d seen them. He remained deep in thought the rest of the class, questioning himself and his memory. It was all rather fun and I left school that day with a smile on my face.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You order two classmates to start fucking on the teachers desk. To make it more fun you make it so only one person notices and enjoy the show as he questions his sanity. You return everything to normal afterwards.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|FamWat6]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I was curious about this so called ‘Bio-Merge’ feature. Most people who wanted to see what their children looked like would just use some terrible internet site to merge their mugshots. The results were typically horrifying and never accurate.
“The app probably does it better. I wonder...” An idea came to mind. To test the feature I’d merge my father and Chloe to see what I may have looked like had Chloe been my mother. I snuck downstairs and saw both my father and Chloe sitting on the couch. The Bio-Merge wanted two targets and two targets was what it got. A part of me was disappointed that the Bio-Merge didn’t actually merge two people together into a single person. After I had my targets it opened up a lot more options. I could choose how much of the fusion was my father and how much was Chloe. Since I was testing things I kept it simply and went for a 50/50 split. There was an option to smooth it out but I didn’t bother with it. In my room I applied the change to myself. The result was… not pretty.
“Oh god.” I immediately regretted clicking the option to smooth this out. Human beings were meant to be symmetrical for the most part, I wasn’t. I had one arm longer than the other; my eyes were different colours my hair looked like I was making a fashion statement. In short I was an abomination. I quickly hit that smooth button and reapplied the image.
“Much better.” I looked like a perfectly normal… woman? I put my hands to my chest to confirm I had inherited Chloe’s breasts, well breasts anyway; they didn’t match Chloe’s in size. I looked a lot older as well. My physical age must now be between theirs. Far more interesting was the change to my clothing. They had also been affected so what I wore now was a fusion of what they had been wearing. A bad fusion if I’m honest. I decided to strip before the fashion police showed up to arrest me. As I stripped I noticed something. I wasn’t a girl. I had breasts yes, but that wasn’t the only thing I had. I also still had a penis.
“I guess I’m a guy with breasts?” Or was I? I looked down then reached for my desk mirror. I opened my legs a little to give myself room. I titled the mirror and saw that behind my sack was unquestionably a pussy. I had a pussy but I also had a dick.
“Okay that’s bizarre.” I had fused the image of a man and woman. It made sense in a way that this might happen. There were too many questions that had to be answered. I moved onto my bed and with the mirror reflecting my pussy I moved a finger towards it.
<<if $day1sx is "yes">>Just like I had done on that first night I inserted it into myself. It was the same feeling as back then. As far as I could tell I had a functional vagina which meant my dick was probably also functional.<<endif>><<if $day1sx is "no">>I nervously inserted it into myself. The sensation was strange but it felt natural. I guessed that meant I had a functional pussy.<<endif>>
“I wonder…” I crept up to my door, doubled checked no-one was there, then dived out of my room, ran into the bathroom and approached the toilet. Let’s see what happens. I sat down and then relaxed my bladder and let it flow. Turns out they were both fully functional. It flowed out of both urethras which was probably unheard of in nature until this moment.
“Weird.” It certainly felt weird. I cleaned up then bolted back into my bedroom. The Bio-Merge function had me very impressed. Going back to my original question though I targeted myself with the regular modify function and knocked a good thirty or so years off my physical age. Now I was closer in appearance to how I should have been.
“I still look too different.” Using the modify feature I turned myself into a pure male. I still looked like a completely different person though. I saw more of my father in my reflection than I did myself. Well I was a bit disappointed but at the same time I’d learnt something interesting about the Bio-Merge. It had also kept me a little curious about the fact it allowed me to have two sex organs.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You test the Bio-Merge by fusing Chloe and your father. As a result you discover you can give yourself two sex organs.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[What else can I had two off|BioMerge2b]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>Sex felt great. That was something everyone could agree on, but I had to wonder what it would feel like with two sex organs. It would have to be even greater right? There was no way it wouldn’t. It would be easy to use the app to give myself both sexes but I’d need a way to pleasure them both at once. Essentially I’d need two partners. With the poser I could recruit anyone I wanted to into helping. If I was going to do this however it would be worth doing right. I pondered the idea a little before hitting an eureka moment. I snapped my fingers then booted up my computer. I knew the perfect pair to use. They shouldn’t be too hard to find.
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“There.” I found them. <<click "Leo and Lina Adella.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Twins.png]]<</replace>><</click>> They were brother and sister and twins. They had graduated from my school at the end of last year and were both now attending an arts university. They were also both models who often did shoots together. There were some rumours going around that they might be more than just brother and sister but nobody ever backed up those up. It was no brainer really; they were the perfect pair to help me discover what sex from both ends felt like.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You want to experience that so choose a pair of twins who used to go to your school to help you.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|BioMerge3a]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>There was always more to discover with the Reborn app. If I could use it to take the sex of a man and woman, then maybe there were other things I could take from both targets.
“Hmm…” I still had Chloe and my father’s profile loaded. I ran through what options I had. My goal was to try and find a way to have both my father’s arms and Chloe’s at the same time. Unfortunately there didn’t seem to be an easy to way to do that. The Bio-Merge seemed adamant that the fused image had to fall somewhere between the two targets. Take two humans and that image will always be human.
“If only I could target animals…” Wait a minute. I’d never tried targeting animals with the app. I don’t recall anything saying it was impossible so I might as well try. The obvious target would be that cat that liked to hang around Hana. My dad had an allergy that ruled out us getting a cat ourselves so Hana sometimes brought one of the neighbourhood cats indoors to play with. She’d being doing so on Monday when I first used the app. I turned myself back to normal then headed out front to see if the cat was about. Sure enough sitting on my father’s car was the black and white feline that liked to hang around our house. I quickly aimed at it with the app and selected it as target 1 for the Bio-Merge.
“It worked!” Actually it was too soon to celebrate. I headed upstairs and as I began heading up, target number two began heading down.
“Hey bro,” Hana greeted. “What you doing outside?”
“Taking pictures,” I explained. We passed each other and a second later I selected Hana as the second target. I return to my room and merged the two images together.
“Ugh I look like a furry.” The fused image was a humanoid covered in cat fur. I quickly corrected that. I scaled back the fur except on the tail which I’d kept.
“Now cats have four legs, humans have two, let see how you handle this.” It turned into a battle as I felt like I was trying to outwit the app to get what I wanted. At first it considered the cat’s front legs as arms but I managed to change that. It wasn’t easy, but somehow I successfully created what could only be described as a cat centaur.
“And apply,” I hit apply and my body underwent a massive change. My upper body changed into Hana’s while my lower body changed into nearly a full cat. I immediately fell over as my centre of balanced didn’t have a clue how to handle my new form.
“Ow.” I looked down past my waist at my feline legs. Ignoring the fact I had just ate carpet the test had worked. I had four legs and while they couldn’t support me I could move them all. I turned myself back to normal satisfied with my resounding success. I had another bright idea so began fiddling with the settings again. I achieved the result I wanted and applied the change. I transformed again and this time I was completely human except I had a tail and two feline cat ears. I’d turned myself into a cat girl and since I was in Hana’s body I looked unbelievably cute. It wasn’t just fan service though, there was a reason I’d done this. Firstly there was the fact I had two sets of ears. I had my human ears in their usual location but also two feline ears poking out from my scalp.
“And for me next trick…” I targeted myself with the Bio Merge, replacing Hana with my current form. Now my targets were the cat and cat girl Hana. Using a bit of trickery I created a new image then applied it. Nothing changed except now instead of one tail I had two. I didn’t stop there. I targeted myself again, replaced the old me with the new me and after a bit of fiddling hit apply. As you probably guessed I now have three tails.
“Experiment success.” I looked at myself in the mirror with my three tails. Now that I knew what I was doing I could do all kinds of things. My attempt at a cat centaur may have failed but if I used a horse I’m certain I could get it working. Well there wasn’t much else I could do tonight. My shenanigans had drained my phone of quite a bit of its battery so I plugged it in and didn’t remove it until the next morning.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You experiment using a cat from the neighbourhood. You discover a way to get past the Bio-Merge function usual limitations<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|BioMerge3b]]<<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I arrived at school the next day solely so that I could mark myself as present then leave again. The app made such things easy. The real problem came after that. I knew which university the twins attended but not what their schedule was. Well it would have been a problem had the app not given me an expansion on its tool box today.
'You've transformed one person, now you can transform them all with this newest update. All features can now target multiple people at once. This allows you to use the power of the app on crowds of people at once! Also include is the memory alteration feature! Copy people's memories, erase their old ones or even give them fake ones! Make them believe whatever you want them to with this easy to use function.'
That mass targeting function would be very useful and the memory copying would realy help with my plan. When I arrived at the university I headed to the library. Rows of desk were lined out with students studying, doing group work or just killing time between classes. It was a good mix so I took out the poser, selected everyone and said this.
“If you share any classes with Leo or Lina Adella you will speak with the boy in the red t-shirt by the photocopiers. Otherwise ignore this order.” Most people’s brains ignored my order but two people separately stood up and approached me. “You will answer any questions I have.” I added to ensure I got the information I wanted.
“Hi,” a girl greeted. She looked to be the same age as the twins.
“Hello. I’m searching for Leo and Lina Adella. Do you know where they are?”
“No.”
“Do you know where they will be?”
“I have a class in two hours with them.” There. That was easier than I thought.
“What room will this class be in and precisely what time?”
“12:15 in room 284.” Perfect.
“Will they both be there?”
“No. Just Leo. Lina will be absent.” One was good enough. I could use him to get to the other. Well it was a two hour wait for me until then.
“Hello,” the other person who had stood up joined the conversation.
“Do you know where Leo and Lina Adella are or will be?” Might as well ask him.
“I have a class with them in two hours in room 284.” Evidently I’d grabbed two people from the same class. Well he was no use then.
“Thanks for the information. Forget this happened and return to doing what you were doing.” I left to find somewhere to sit down. I scouted the building a little in the meantime and found the room.
When the time came I was waiting by the door. The first group to arrive just let themselves in though so I joined them and grabbed a seat at the back of the lecture hall. There I waited a full five minutes before I saw the person I’d been seeking. A guy entered who had golden blonde hair and a smooth perfect face. Leo Adella had just entered the building. He was talking to his friends with the eyes of several of the girls on him. I wonder if he had a girlfriend yet? Well if the rumours were true that would be a no. I took aim this time the memory alteration function. I was curious about that rumour so I copied his memories and gave them to myself. It is time to find out if there is any truth in those rumours. The tidal wave of new memories smashed against my own. I had to let them settle before I began digging through them for the truth.
The truth I found blew my mind.
“No way.” If these memories were true, and there is no way they couldn’t be, then that wasn’t Leo sitting there, it was Lina. The twins had swapped places and this wasn’t the first time. Despite being opposite genders they were both physically almost identical. They had used this fact to their advantage, swapping places so that Leo became Lina and Lina became Leo. Obviously what was under their clothes didn’t change, but with the help of special chest wraps, make-up and hair extensions they were able to swap flawlessly. They had done it on several occasions back when they had went to my school. I was so shocked that I forgot about the rumour until I stumbled upon a memory that proved it. To all my friends who believed the rumour that the twins were in a sexual relationship, I can now firmly say that you were 100% correct. I had numerous memories involving the two of them touching, kissing and having sex with the other. I was still shocked by the first revelation that I didn’t even see the incest as a shocker. The more I thought about it though the more potential for fun I saw. With Lina’s memories I knew where they would next be together. Lina planned to attend all of their classes then share notes later. They both were on the course so there were no issues with scheduling.
As Lina attended her lectures I left the university. I wasn’t myself but had copied image and turned myself into… Leo I guess. Even I was getting confused by the insanity of this situation. The key thing was that I had her memories and since I’d copied her clothing I also had the key card to her apartment. She lived with her brother and I already knew it was a very nice place. They were both professional models so luxury was to be expected.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You find Leo, the brother. Using the app you discover that Leo is actually Lina. The twins had swapped places. You copy her appearence and head to their home to join in on this game.<<endif>>
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[[Next|BioMerge4a]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I arrived at the apartment and opened the front door with what was essentially a duplicated key card. The walls of the building were all a crisp white and a team of cleaners kept it that way. On the 8th floor was the twin’s apartment. They specifically had searched for a top floor apartment because they didn’t want anyone living above them. I couldn’t blame them for that, my previous place had sounded like the people in the flat above us wore diving boots and had an experimental rock band performing live at all hours.
“Nice place,” I joked as I entered. I had all of Lina’s memories so I knew what to expect. I made myself at home and waited for her brother to show up. He was out doing a photoshoot which involved being topless so obviously she couldn’t replace him for that.
“All this waiting is boring.” I couldn’t do anything about it. Eventually it paid off as behind me I heard the door open. I was sprawled the sofa and I got up say hi to Leo.
“Hi,” I greeted before seeing who it was. It wasn’t Leo, it was Lina. Physically at least it looked like Lina. She had long hair, a tight white shirt and a short skirt but that meant nothing. Was it Lina or Leo in disguise?
“Hey brother,” she tossed a large bag onto the floor then walked over and kissed me. This was how they greeted each other in private but even with our lips locked and tongues intertwining I had no idea who I was kissing. It was frightening how perfectly they could replace the other. The kiss ended and Lina moved towards the fridge. I used that chance to target her with my phone. The body modification screen instantly told me it was Leo I was dealing with. Why did he come home as Lina? Speaking of which she’d be home soon. I switched over to the Bio-Merge feature and used it, targeting myself as target 1 and Leo as target 2. I created the fused image and smoothed it out before applying it to myself. I told it to ignore clothing and as a result my outward appearance didn’t change. Between my legs however I now had both sexes. To finish up I targeted Leo with the memory function and took a copy of his memories to fill in what was missing. It was easier to swallow than Lina’s memories. It kind of all just slid into place since a lot of their memories were together. Right on time the door opened again and Lina entered still dressed as Leo.
“I’m back,” she called out.
“Lina?” Leo looked down the hall at her confused. He turned back and looked at me. “But… how?”
“Is there a problem.” Lina entered the living room then saw me. Now here was the question, who was the fake?
“Why are there three of us?” I asked trying to add to the confusion but the twins were too smart.
“Who are you?” They both asked aiming their stares at me. “Don’t try to fool us, we can tell you’re the fake!” Did they have some kind of connection? I saw that they were holding hands with their fingers interlinked. The part of me that was still me had probably given away I was the fake here.
“Well I’m Leo, but also Lina.” They both gave me strange looks as they tried to decipher my words. Time to use their memories to my advantage. “I was born out of your desires; do you remember the holiday you took last summer to Mt Luang Boek? Do you remember how you visited that sacred temple near the peak and gave in to your desires under the setting sun? That was when you created me.” The temple was a holy site and forbid visitors from engaging in debauchery on its grounds. It was the fact it was forbidden that had driven them to indulge in their forbidden love there. By using knowledge only they knew I made it sound much more convincing.
“This can’t be true… we… that’s impossible! We’re both atheists!”
“You don’t believe I can exist, yet here I am. Your lust created me and now you must take responsibility for your actions.” What a fun act this was. I approached them and they held each other closer.
“Wait, we’re sorry. What we did was wrong and my fault.” Leo was trying to be the man it seemed. Funny considering his current attire. “Please spare Li…” I kissed him to silence him.
“I think you’re misunderstanding what I mean by take responsibility.” I reached down and grabbed his cock. “You two are going to share with me the lust you shared with each other than night. It’s the least you can do after that same lust created me.”
“Leo, let’s help him… or her.” I didn’t even need the poser to force them. They nodded and brought me through to the large bedroom they had shared many nights. The sheets were clean now but that wouldn’t last long. As we stripped I could tell they were eager to see what gender I was.
“He’s a boy like you Leo,” Lina said when she saw my penis.
“Look again.” I spread my legs and showed them my second set.
“He’s… She’s… both of us.” They were eating up the story I’d told them. With the brother to my left and sister to my right we began to let our lust take us. We kissed and rubbed our bodies together. Leo played with my nipples as he inspected my chest.
“She’s flatter than you, but she still has some bounce.” My breasts were hands down an A cup. Lina was only a B and when you reduce that by half there isn’t much left. Most of her shoots involved padding things out and then editing to get the look fashion magazine readers love. The size didn’t affect their sensitivity. The twins pushed me down then began sucking on my nipples taking one between them. As that happened I felt a hand grasp my shaft and begin stroking.
“Her cock feels just like yours,” Lina whispered across to her brother.
“I bet she tastes just like you.” A finger penetrated my pussy and began stirring me around inside. They were fingering me and giving me a hand job at the same time. It felt amazing but it was a mere taste of what was to come. Leo took his finger out from inside me and tasted it.
“It’s the same taste as you. I think she’s ready.” Here it was, the moment I’d been waiting for. Leo made his move but Lina pushed him out of the way.
“Me first brother.” She offered her pussy to me and I was more than happy to take the offering. With firm hands I grabbed her hips then plunged my dick deep into her. My manhood was wrapped in pleasure as I got started but from behind my own hips were grabbed. Leo thrust forward, his shaft filling me just as I was filling Lina up. The feeling of having my pussy stuffed but at the same time having my own dick in one was unbelievable. <<click "As three we began moving as one. ">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Twins2.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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“My mind can’t take this!” The human body was never designed for this kind of pleasure. I was already struggling to think and I was unprepared for what happened next. I came. I ejaculated inside Lina and in that same moment I had an orgasm. It was like tidal wave of pleasure had crashed into me, disorientating me and causing the world to go spinning around me.
“Oh she collapsed…” Leo was supporting my limb body.
“That’s a shame. Brother can we keep her? I think having a third one of us would be fun.”
“You know sister, I was thinking the same thing.” They both nestled in beside me, leaving me with a decision to make when I woke up.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Your plan goes off without a hitch. Soon you're sandwiched between the twins, fucking Lina while Leo fucks you. Afterwards you are presented with a choice. Leave or remain with them.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Leave them|BioMerge5a]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I’d come here seeking to learn what it felt like to fuck a girl while also being fucked as a girl. I’d accomplished that and now I didn’t want to give it up. After learning that these two regularly swapped places I realised that it would be easy for me to do the same. I could stay like this and dress as Leo or Lina whenever I needed. They had been pulling this off by themselves for years without issue so I doubted my existence would impact this much.
That night I decided to stay at their flat and sleep next to them in the bed. When I woke up I pretend to be surprised that I was still there. Of course they invited me to stay longer, even going as far to dress me up as Lina and teaching me some mannerisms. It was really fun. The only real problem was that people would be searching for the old me who has now disappeared. Well it was a problem until the app updated.
I didn’t hesitate. I used the Mass Memory Alteration to change the world and erase the old me from existence. The twins became triplets and I cemented my place here. From then on I’d stop being Joe and become Levy Adella. It was a name that fitted in with my siblings and was gender neutral. It was perfect for me since nobody knew what my gender was. Sure that left a lot of questions about my identity, but they were all bridges I’d cross when I got to them.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you decide to live our your life with Leo and Lina as their twin. You fit right in and find yourself in a sex filled life of comfort.<<endif>>
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- End – Two become Three -
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>It had been it a very pleasurable educational lesson, but that was all it was. I’d done what I had come here to do and now there was no need for me to stay. When I woke up I made up some story about my lust being satisfied and faded away to the plane of existence I’d originated from. Actually I used the poser to make them believe that was what had happened as I walked out the front door and returned to normal.
Today had involved a lot of waiting and if you asked me if it was worth it I’d say ‘absolutely it was’. What I’d experienced was amazing, and it was because of that I wanted to continue discovering new experiences. I felt I was only scratching the surface of what this app could do. I decided that I’d spend the weekend familiarising myself with all its features and then on Monday I’d go all out and really put the app through its paces. It was going to be an interesting weekend and I couldn’t wait to see what next week brought.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You choose not to stay and let them believe you were just a ghost. You leave and are looking forward to the next week.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>A new day came a new update.
'You've transformed one person, now you can transform them all with this newest update. All features can now target multiple people at once. This allows you to use the power of the app on crowds of people at once! Also include is the memory alteration feature! Copy people's memories, erase their old ones or even give them fake ones! Make them believe whatever you want them to with this easy to use function.'
Well that had absolutely no impact on my plans for today. The multi-targeting would be incredibly useful but the memory alteration wasn’t really a game changer. My plans for today still stood. Step 1. Go to school. Step 2. Leave school the moment I’d been marked as present. Step 3. Find some animals.
Steps 1 and 2 went off without a hitch. Step 3 required a trip to the zoo which apparently didn’t open to the general public till afternoon on week days. I didn’t care for such limitations. I used the app to take control of a delivery driver who then got me through security. Once inside I walked around freely without much trouble. If someone did approach me and ask why I was here I used the poser to wave the subject.
My first port of call was the security office. I didn’t want anyone watching me through the CCTV. My second port of call was the horses. I wanted to test out creating a centaur. There were no difficulties targeting a stallion of a horse and then merging it with myself. I hit apply and watched the lower half of my body transform. I had to act fast to maintain my balance but my sturdy legs kept me upright.
“Success,” I declared. I wish I had more room to see how fast I could go. For now I turned back to normal. My next stop was a large pond that was home to several swans, ducks and other waterfowl. It was the swans I was interested in. Those massive white wings were perfect for my testing. I located one and with ease was able to create an image of myself with two massive white wings sprouting from my back. I doubted they’d allow me to fly though.
“If I wanted to fly I’d need to actually turn into a swan.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You sneak into the zoo so you can copy some interesting animals. After testing out being a centaur you copy a swan. You wonder if you could fly if you fully became a swam.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[I should try that|BioMergeEnd2]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[That’s probably not a good idea|BioMerge4b]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I wanted to see what it would be like to have free flight. I adjusted the Bio-Merge so that I’d be 100% swan then applied the image to myself. My entire body transformed and I spread my new white wings. How did these work? I’d need to steal the swan’s memories to figure that out. There was problem though. I didn’t have hands and my webbed feet were unable use my phone. The reality of the situation dawned on me as I realised I was stuck. I tried batting my phone with my wings but it didn’t work. Shit this couldn’t be. I cursed the moment that dumb idea had come to me. Okay there was still a way out of this. I just had to get someone else to operate my phone for me. How hard could that be?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You turn into a swan and discover that you can no longer use the app. This is very bad.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|BioMergeEnd2p2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t want to turn myself into an animal for various reasons. I had no idea how that might affect my brain and there was also the issue of having no hands. I’d stick with partial transformations for now. I spent the remainder of the morning testing out the app with other animals. It tried fusions with a bear, fox and wolf then moved onto testing it with reptiles and amphibians. Each test was a success to varying degrees. As lunch came I had left the zoo to seek out fast food nearby. I now had a pretty good idea of what I could do with the Bio-Merge function, the real question now was what was my goal?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You realise it's a bad idea. You are left wondering what you plan to use the knowledge you've gained.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[I’m just learning for future use|BioMerge5b]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[To pick up girls obliviously|BioMergeEnd3]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[To create a world of animal-human hybrids|BioMergeEnd4]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>The Lost & Found office at the zoo had no shortage of people coming seeking lost items. Phones were regularly used to take pictures, set down and forgotten about. Manning the office was one of the zoos administrators. The bell by the desk rang out signalling someone else had showed up.
“How can I help?” He looked at the woman with clean white hair and a sharp smile.
“Hi, I believe something of mine is here.”
“Okay. Can you provide a description?” The zoo also had problems with people claiming their belongings were here in hopes of nabbing a free phone or even someone’s wallet.
“A smart phone,” she replied.
“I need more information than that. What colour and make is it?”
“That isn’t important. You are going to let me through and retrieve it.” Her eyes glowed and the administrator almost went into a trance.
“I’ll do that.” He went around the side and opened the door allowing her into the office. There she quickly opened up the box lost items were stored in and lifted out a smartphone.
“Excellent.” She laughed as she examined it. Red sparks began to fly as she held it tightly. “Oh so that’s what happened, well I’m not wasting time chasing a swan.” She crushed the phone and snatched the red slug that tried to escape from it. It had been a fun chase with a disappointing end. Ultimately the app’s user had been undone by their own bad decisions. They were no doubt stuck as a swan now unable to turn back or even speak. Hunter left the office still laughing.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you are stuck as a swan. Hunter is able to easily reclaim the app and leaves you to your fate.<<endif>>
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- Bad End – Stuck As A Swan -
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I closed the app and put it back in my pocket. I’d given the Bio-Merge a thorough testing and now knew what it could do. I was done with the zoo so I walked around town for while then grabbed a bus and headed home. I timed my arrival so it wouldn’t appear suspicious to my family.
“I’m home,” I declared stepping through the door.
“How was today?” She called back.
“Educational,” I replied. That was one way of putting it anyway. I’d learnt quite a bit about the app’s power. It spent the evening testing some of the other features but ultimately lacked inspiration to do anything with them.
“I’ll wait for tomorrow’s update,” I said expecting great things.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide you are just learning for later use. You put the app away and return home.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|BioMerge6b]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>It was a well-known fact that certain works of popular culture had created a generation of young women who were waiting for the perfect man to come and sweep them off their feet. They wanted someone unusual, mysterious and unique. With the app I could become that man and take advantage of the idolisation of fictional characters. In particular there was a certian fascination with wolfmen. As part of a breeding program there were wolves at the zoo. I had little trouble using the Bio-Merge on one of them but I’d wait until tonight before I did anything. What I had planned would work much better under the cover of darkness. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You plan out how to use the Bio-Merge to pick up girls.<<endif>>
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[[Later|BME3-1]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I wanted to use this power to its fullest, and in my eyes that meant changing the world. I’d become an expert at fusing people and animals together now. The problem would be making the world accept what I wanted to do. I went home to do research to that end but ultimately it was all fruitless. I came up with theories but there just didn’t seem to an easy answer. That was until the app gave me one.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to embark on a journey to create many monster girls.<<endif>>
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The words ‘Final Update’ weren’t what was I was hoping to see. The update itself also looked lacklustre.
'Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.'
Actually I wasn’t going to assume anything until I’d researched what this new function could do. I opened it up and began to scrim through the options. From what I could understand it wasn’t as simple as it originally described. It appeared to give me some control over what kind of backstory was fabricated, even allowing me to alter reality a little to match that story.
“Well… I can quite literally change the entire world with the press of a button.” The app was just insane. It was the kind of thing the conspiracy theorists would use to prove that we were in a matrix or some shit. Well frankly they could be right, it would explain a lot but if that were so then they could keep their red pill. If taking the blue pill meant I could continue using the app to my own enjoyment then the decision was clear. I decided to give the Mass Memory alteration a test. For a bit of fun I targeted myself with the modify function and gave myself golden blonde hair.
“Nice,” I said looking into the mirror. I opened up the Mass Memory Alteration and applied the change to the world. Two things happened as a result. One, my phone battery died, and two, every picture of me in existence changed to reflect my new hair colour. Chloe didn’t mention the change when I saw her that morning and neither did anyone else. The test had taught me two important facts. That it worked and that there was price to pay in that it instantly killed my battery. Since my battery was killed I couldn’t use the app at all that day during school.
“Well, this had probably been the best week of my life… but next week is going to be even better.” I knew what the app was fully capable off now. I’d give myself the weekend to let the pieces settle then on Monday it would be time for action.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You are at first disappointed by the final update but upon further inspection are overjoyed by it. You have no plans to use it though and your thoughts turn towards the future.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>The city really stunk. As a mere human I’d grown to ignore the smell but when fused with a wolf that wasn’t possible. My ears were uncomfortably hidden beneath the wool hat I was wearing and my large grey tail was barely noticeable beneath my heavy coat. Aside from that I was mostly human. I’d given myself some enhanced senses similar to what a wolf may have hence the improved smell. I had been able to do that without altering my physical appearance too much thanks to the tests I’d conducted at the zoo. I’d perked up my physique a little as well and given myself an all-round rougher look. My chest was must hairier to match the look I was aiming for. It was a much more masculine look and would easily have women falling for me. I had also altered my personality a little to give myself a much needed confidence boost. The final part of my plan was the memory function but that was mainly to learn the names of my target. With everything in place I approached her. A lone woman stood at the train station waiting for a late night train. The driver had decided to forgo the schedule and turn up when whenever he pleased.
“I’ve been searching for you,” I called out approaching her. “Janine, you’re my soul partner.” I pulled of my hat revealing my ears and allowed my tail to show itself. She was captivated by my looks and quite clearly nervous.
“Who are you?” She wasn’t running away despite being approached by a suspicious man. It was a sign that in her heart she hoped for this to happen.
“I’m Warren, prince of the wolf clan.” I knelt before her. “I have come for you my princess.” She reached forward and grabbed my ears. I felt her hand testing to see if they were real.
“Why me?” Her desire to be special was louder than her common sense.
“Out of the billions of women on this world you are the only one for me. You are the only one who can truly understand my feelings.” And with that I had her. She asked a few questions and I answered using my made up story. When her train arrived she ignored it so she could be with me, the wolf man who would supposedly save her from her mundane life and give all the attention she desired. Women could be so fickle and easy to manipulate sometimes.
In the middle of the night, atop a hill with the moonlight beaming down on us we kissed. It didn’t mean anything to me, but to this woman it meant so much more. It wasn’t a kiss I wanted. I ran my hands up her chest and got even more physical. She submissively allowed me to strip her, and she laid still as I <<click "penetrated her with my cock.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/WolfRun.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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She began moaning immediately, giving fake moans before I’d even done anything. She was even out of sync with my movements when I did start. Sex was always pleasurable but this just felt like it was lacking something. The physical pleasure was lacking but I felt an empowering buzz that made my movements rougher in nature. This woman was letting a stranger with a made up back story fuck her out in the open. The sensation in my cock grew and I was ready to blow my load. I didn’t try delaying it, I just let my cum spill out inside her. I spent the night with her and promised to see her again soon as morning came. Before we departed I gave her some specific instructions that a normal woman could easily follow, but I’d chosen Janine because I knew she wouldn’t.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You turn into an attractive wolf man and use this persona to capture the heart of a young woman begging for a mysterious man to enter her life. So desprate she allows you to have sex with her on the first night.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|BME3-2]]<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>The next day we reunited and just like the day before we had sex. She was so eager to please me and I could feel her trying out some different technique she’d learnt from somewhere. When we finished I decided it was time to ask the question that would end this brief fantasy.
“That was great… but Janine are you hiding something from me?”
“No! I’d never lie to you!” I gave her eyes of doubt.
“Lie to me? Is there something you are hiding from me? I’ll forgive you if you just tell me I promise.” She didn’t answer as quickly as before. She hesitated, thinking about something I really didn’t care about. I was just looking for an exit.
“No,” she whispered with heavy uncertainty. There was definitely something. I’d told her specifically to not mention me to anyone but I knew that that was impossible for her. I rolled to the side and didn’t say anything. Silence surrounded us. I heard her shiver from the cold. I had alter my body to be more resistant to the cold so it didn’t bother me too much.
“I’m cold,” she said. She didn’t get closer. I remained silent. Several minutes past then she stood up. “I’m going to find somewhere warm, will I see you again?” Again. Silence. Man I was pathetic, but at the same time I was just using the same tactics every other piece of shit man out there used. I could rinse and repeat this as many times as I wanted. The fact I could change my face each time made it so I never had to fear the consequences.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You break up with her the next day. You always planned to and it just took her a day to give you a reason. Well onto the next one.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|BME3-3]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Will I see you again?” She asked me. Twenty minutes ago we’d been having sex out the back and now she was tearfully saying good-bye.
“I do not know. My time on this world is brief.” Currently I had blue skin, dark eyes and two antennas poking out of my hairline. I’d told this woman that I was an alien from some distant planet who had picked Earth’s radio waves and come to discover love. She didn’t believe me, so I showed her some ‘alien technology’ and after that she was all mine.
“I must go, take care.” I realised I’d forgotten to ask her name. Oh well not like we’d ever meet again. A blue halogen light blinded her temporarily then when her vision recovered I was gone. I’d lost track of how many woman I’d slept with under the guise I was a super natural creature. It was just so easy that maintaining a proper count was difficult. Well onto the next girl.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you now spend everyday creating alternate personas and using them to sleep with easy women.<<endif>>
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<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>'Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.'
There it was, my answer. Now any changes I made would be accepted and go unquestioned by society. There was no sense wasting time. I snuck into Hana’s room and as expected for this time of morning she was asleep. It took me seconds to fuse her image with that of one of the neighbourhood cats. I hit apply transforming her into a cat girl similar to what I’d done to myself before. Following that I activated the Mass Memory Alteration. My phone screen went black as the power was completely drained despite being fully charged moments ago.
“Huh?” Why had that happened?
“Huh?” Hana groaned waking up and noticing me. Her new feline ears twitched as she rose from under the covers. “What are you doing bro?”
“Waking you up. You’ll be late.” She hadn’t noticed the changes yet.
“Ugh its Friday let me sleep in.” She let her face fall flat on her pillow.
“You can sleep in tomorrow,” I berated. I left her and headed downstairs. In the hall was a family photo which I picked up as I passed. Hana was in it of course and she had two visible feline ears in shot.
“It worked.” It had really changed all memories and records of Hana to match the change I gave her. Well this would be interesting. Towards the end of breakfast Hana appeared and sat down. Nobody said anything about her ears or tail. In fact Chloe was one point went over and picked a strand of wool from them that gotten caught.
“Keep your ears clean Hana,” she said as she did so. To her Hana’s body was completely normal. Well maybe not normal but it wasn’t anything unusual for her. It was a shame I’d killed my battery, I’d love to advance my plans but the app was out of commission for now.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You test out the app's newest function and discover it is the key. You turn Hana into a catgirl and the newest function makes it so nobody notices.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|BME4-2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I’d be lying if I said the past few weeks had been easy. The app’s limitations quickly became clear as I tried to change the world. I’d figured out how to transform crowds of people at once without making them all the same, but by doing so I had to almost instantly use the Mass Memory Alteration to stop them causing a panic. I’d discovered that my phone had by unknown powers become locked up tighter than a steel chastity belt. I couldn’t open the battery compartment so there was no way for me to avoid having to recharge my phone every time I used the Mass Memory Alteration. The good news was that the function worked perfectly. I’d transformed thousands of people, creating cat girls, centaurs, wolf people and the list goes on. People acted normally and didn’t question yet but that didn’t mean they had to like it. The centaurs got it the roughest really city life wasn’t suited to them. I continued to press on though. A world where a man with the tail of a fox could buy a coffee from a woman with a mouse’s ears was within my grasp. I just had to stay determined and smooth out any problem.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices the world is now populated in part by people with animal charactistics. You have a long way to go though.<<endif>>
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Or is it?<<if $TLDR is "no">>I didn’t know how long I had the app for so I was going to enjoy it while I had the chance.
“Dave is right. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity. We shouldn’t waste it doing stuff we may never be thanked for or going on a wild goose chase to discover the app’s origin.” Yumi and Mei both put thought into my argument.
“It’s true that there wasn’t any proof we’d ever find anything.” Yumi joined our side.
“I’d rather we did something useful, but I’m out numbered and if you guys wanna screw around and have fun then I want in as well.” And with that Mei had joined us.
“Nice.” Dave was happy with the outcome. “They first thing we should do is make it so our teachers don’t give out homework anymore.”
“Of course that would be your first thought,” Mei mocked. “I thought we were gonna do something fun, not find more ways to be lazy?”
“How about we prank them all? Oh I know what we can do, body swap them!” It wasn’t a bad idea and the results could be amusing.
“I’d like to see it,” I explained. Mei submissively shrugged her shoulders.
“Sure, if that is what you two want,” Mei groaned. Yumi didn’t argue either so we had our plan. We discusses who we’d target and came to an agreement. Mrs Clark had instantly been our first choice, and our second was the completely opposite of her, Ms Angela. Swapping those two around would wield some interesting results. Mrs Clark usually fled the building the moment classes were over and Ms Angela had a habit of disappearing and being impossible to find. It would be easier to catch the two of them tomorrow so we agreed to end our discussion for today.
That evening I received a text from Dave asking me to consider not involving Yumi or Mei. I’d already passed the chance to tell Dave and only Dave. I replied telling him that it was the four of us and not to mention it again.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You agree with and convince the others to do so as well. You agree to have some fun swapping Mrs Clark and Ms Angela tomorrow.<<endif>>
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[[Next Morning|Day4ChDave1]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I had in my hands a tool that could change lives.
“I think Mei is right, we should use this power to better the world.” I didn’t mean just to help people who needed help. We could use to change things so that it would leave a lasting impact on society.
“Glad you agree.” Mei gave me a solid pat on the back.
“Aww c’mon guys that’s boring.” Dave voiced his opposition but I’d already made the decision.
“I’d like to research the app, but I can’t deny that what Mei’s suggesting might be a better use of it. Alright I’m on board.” Yumi joined team Mei leaving Dave alone.
“Alright we can better the world or whatever but at least let me have some fun while we’re doing it.” Dave tried to find a compromise.
“We’ll see.” I gave him the vaguest answer I could. It was a bit late to begin changing things now so we agreed upon what we’d do tomorrow morning. I mentioned that the app might update tomorrow and I wasn’t wrong.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to go with Mei's idea to better the world.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day4ChMei1]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>The power of the app was amazing. In fact it was too amazing. I took a moment to end this dream I was in and come back to reality. Nothing in life was free. I’d be a fool to believe that this power had just landed in the palm of my hand with absolutely no strings attached. Someone had created this power and I doubt they wanted it in the hands of an ordinary boy.
“Yumi’s right. We can’t act like this was a gift from the heavens. Will you all help me investigate it where it came from?”
“It sounds dangerous,” Mei began. “And if my friends are getting themselves in a dangerous situation then I guess I’ll be there to back you guys up.”
“Hmm… If we find out where the app came from then maybe we’ll be able to find out how to recreate that power. I’m in.” For all the wrong reason’s Dave joined our cause.
“Well you already know what I think, Joe can we take your phone back to mine? I want to plug it in and look at it.” That was the best course of action right now. Yum knew a bit about smart phones so maybe she’d be able to find something out.
“Let’s all go to Yumi’s house then,” Dave declared.
“That was an invite for Joe. My room isn’t big enough for all four of us. You’re welcome to come though Mei.”
“What? C’mon,” Dave voiced his complaint but nobody was listening.
“I’ll pass. Tell me what you find tomorrow.” Mei declined the offer leaving just Yumi and myself. There was no point standing around so we headed our separate ways.
I arrived at Yumi’s house and was invited up to her room. It was quite small and was close to half the size of mine which I considered to be average.
“Don’t touch anything,” she instructed. She took a seat by her desk and I took a seat on her bed. As she worked I took a look around but it looked like she had very recently tidied. There was nothing out of place and the furniture was rather plain.
“Okay let’s take a look inside,” Yumi spoke her thoughts as she worked. I looked over her shoulder but didn’t understand much of what was happening. I wasn’t the only one though.
“Huh? How is that possible?” Something was confusing her. I watched her work fast to try and figure out the problem but she grunted with each failed attempt.
“Problem?” I had to ask.
“Yeah. I can’t figure out where your phone is storing the app.” She scratched her head then tried something else. “Oh here we go… no wait… okay then.”
“Can you be a bit more descriptive?”
“Well… I can’t find where the app is. It isn’t where it should be and the only thing I’ve managed to do is somehow unlock a new feature.”
“You did? How? What does it do?” That sounded pretty good.
“Well… I’ve no idea how I did it. Anyway it’s nothing impressive. You can now just save things for later use.” I made Yumi explain it a bit better. Basically I could now copy or modify an image then save it. This meant I wouldn’t have to remake the changes later if I use the same function to do something else. It was nice to have that option now at least. However we were no closer to figuring out how the app actually worked.
“This makes no sense! Screw it I’m opening it up.” I’d never seen Yumi get frustrated by anything before. This was a new side to her I was experiencing. She pulled out a small toolbox and unplugged my phone. She began trying to slide open my battery case but to no avail.
“Joe open your phone please.” She passed me back my phone.
“It’s easy, just do thiiiiis….” I strained my voice as I tried to force open my phone case but it didn’t budge. “Huh?” I’d never had any trouble before. I tried again but it didn’t want to open.
“Alright give it here.” Yumi a chisel in her hand now ready to pry open my phone.
“Can you not damage it?” I requested.
“I’ll be gentle. If it breaks I promise to pay for it.” Well I guess that was good enough. I let her have my phone but even her toolkit couldn’t get it open. “Alright what the fuck? Why won’t it open?” She had gone from frustrated to annoyed. One thing I’d learnt about Yumi from my time knowing her was that she loved puzzles, but hated being beaten by them. This is another case of a puzzle refusing to yield to her. She was getting more aggressive and using more force then necessary but it was impossible.
“Joe did you superglue your phone case shut?” She accused.
“No. My phone was working just fine until last week. I got it repaired though so…”
“Joe.” Yumi’s eyes had changed in their expression. “You mean to tell me that right before discovering a mysterious world changing app that you had someone fix your phone?”
“It was just a battery replacement. A friend of mine did it and I was there the whole time.” I’d considered the possibly that he had done something before. I’d thrown the idea out because I’d watched the entire thing happen and saw nothing unusual. Yumi however hadn’t been there and she didn’t trust what I’d saw.
“So someone else opened up your battery compartment, inserted a new battery and now we can’t get that same compartment open even with excess force…” When she put it like that it did paint my friend in a suspicious light. “Take me to him.” I couldn’t argue with her. Maybe there was lead or maybe there wasn’t. Either way Yumi wanted to see for herself and wouldn’t back down until she had.
“Alright let’s go. If we are quick we can get there before he closes the shop.” I sent my friend a text to let him know we were coming. We’d be lucky to get there before he shuts so hopefully he’ll wait for us now.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You agree with Mei. You go to her home so she can plug your phone into her computer. She manages to unlock a new feature but can't get the answer she wants. You explain your phone was recently repaired. You agree to take her to the repair shop.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Day3ChYumi2]]<<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>The four of us met up early in the playground. At this time of year most people preferred to be indoors where it was warm. This meant we were free to talk without being overheard.
“They are both in the staffroom,” Dave explained. He’d already scouted ahead since he got here first. “How do we lure them out?” He asked and the three of us looked at him.
“Good luck,” Mei said with a devilish smile.
“Huh?” He failed to pick up on what she was hinting at.
“You are going to lure out Mrs Clark. She likes you so it’ll be easy.” That didn’t sit well with Dave.
“No way! You do it!” He pointed at Mei.
“Yumi and I are luring out Ms Angela. She’ll follow us since we’re girls.”
“What about Joe?” He didn’t give up.
“I’m the only one who knows how to use the app.” It was incredibly simple to use but there was no need to mention that part. Dave failed to find a good counter-argument meaning he’d have to deal with Mrs Clark.
“Lure her out here. We’ll bring Ms Angela out at the same time.”
“You only need them out of the room and I can take control of them,” I said internally. Saying those words out loud would just subtract from the fun. We watched Dave slump his shoulders then head for the staff room. We followed and watched. He knocked on the door and requested Mrs Clark. His request was fulfilled and a grumpy teacher greeted him.
“What is it?” Mrs Clark wasn’t in the best of moods.
“I need to speak with you,” Dave explained.
“What do you call this?”
“I mean in private.” She laughed slightly at that comment.
“What about?” She found it amusing that Dave would want to speak with her alone. Dave didn’t answer as he was trying to think on his feet. This didn’t look like it was working in our favour. I aimed the app at her and used the poser.
“You’ll believe in his excuse and follow him.” No sooner had I finished giving that order did Dave think of what to say.
“I broke something!” It was such an obvious lie but the order I’d issued kicked in.
“You did? You better show me where.” Dave led her away and she followed.
“Bring Ms Angela out as soon as possible,” I whispered to Yumi and Mei. I didn’t know how long Dave could keep this up. They didn’t need any assistance with that. I followed Dave outside where he led Mrs Clark around with her becoming increasingly frustrated. I’d told her to believe Dave and follow him but that didn’t mean she would be nice about it.
“If you are wasting my time you’ll be paying me back one hundred fold in detention!” Dave was sweating. He saw me and tried to give me some kind of signal. I had no idea what he was trying to say. He was so busy trying to communicate with me that he failed to notice who was coming his way. I gave him some much clearer signals and he actually received them.
“It’s right around there,” Dave explained. Mrs Clark turned the corner and collided with Ms Angela. The chance was perfect and I targeted them with the body swap and swapped them.
“Watch where you’re going!” A harsh voice left Ms Angela’s lips. Her facial expression had completely changed to a very unpleasant one. Meanwhile Mrs Clark’s face was the softest we’d ever seen it. She was looking down at her hands and body and she didn’t like what she saw.
“Oh my god.” Nobody wanted to be Mrs Clark, least not an attractive young woman like Ms Angela. Mrs Clark was slower to realise what had happened. She looked at her body that was now standing opposite her then looked down at her current form.
“Alright whose prank is this?” I had to duck away as she began scanning the area.
“Prank! What kind of prank is this? We swapped bodies!” Ms Angela was taking it very differently. I’m actually surprised by how calm Mrs Clark was. “This is just… impossible! How could this happen?”
“Rest assured it was a prank. The means aren’t important. We only need to catch the person responsible.” She took deep breathe then shouted out. “Turn yourself in now and I’ll half your punishment.” I kept hidden. Dave however wasn’t as well hidden and I saw Mrs Clark’s gaze catch him peeking at them. She pretended to not see him though. Shit was she smart. Not only was she refusing to give us any satisfaction by remaining calm, she was pretending to not have seen Dave. She knew he was involved for sure now. As amusing as it would be to see Dave take the fall for this, Mrs Clark’s reaction was derailing our plan. It was easy to get back on track though thanks to the poser.
“You will not suspect Dave of being behind this,” I ordered. I then tried to signal for Dave to get his ass out of line of sight. Mei and Yumi had both made a quick escape, or were hiding somewhere decent. Dave saw my signal and moved very slightly but was still in danger. This guy was an idiot. Mrs Clark and Ms Angela were heading for the door that he was hiding next to. He tried to sneak inside but the moment Mrs Clark saw that door move she bolted for it. Fortunately she was incapable for running in Ms Angela’s body. Her centre of balance was completely different. Ms Angela was much thinner than Clark and wore heels while Clark wore flats. She tripped and narrowly caught herself on a drain pipe.
“Careful with my body!” Ms Angela begged. If Clark had gone down on the rough ground there would have been a bit of blood and potentially torn clothing.
“You need to put some muscle on! I’m easy meat on a slate for any man who happens to be hungry.” The two of them headed inside and I prayed Dave had gotten away. I didn’t want to have to bail him out constantly. As the two teachers disappeared Mei and Yumi reappeared. Their hiding spot had been pretty good and we met up again and began laughing.
“I can’t believe Dave got caught so easily. You’d think the mastermind behind this would at least be competent enough to not be seen.” We headed inside before we got marked absent. Our teachers were probably discussing how they’d handle things today. We could just wait and see or we could move onto our next activity.
“I have something I want to try,” Mei explained. “There is a certain someone I want to use as a Guinee pig. I haven’t seen her around today though.”
“You mean Kyoko?” She was absent yesterday and I hadn’t seen her today.
“You got it. If we see her then lend me your phone alright?”
“What do you plan on doing?”
“It’ll be a surprise, just lend me it when the time comes alright.”
“Sure why not.” I could trust her not to be too irresponsible. Dave on the other hand…
“Hey Joe can I have a go?” He suddenly reappeared and was slightly out of breath.
“No.” My reply was instant. “I already know what I’m doing next. You can call it a social experiment.” Among my fellow students there were several distinct friendship groups. It could be considered a ranking system if you looked at it one way and at the top of the ranks was Cassidy and her friends. She kept the most talented students around her and refused to acknowledge anyone else. To say she was the queen bee would be an understatement. I want to mess with the system she had created and watch her react as her throne was toppled.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You execute the body swap plan but Dave is alsmost caught. Ignoring his blunder you move onto your next activity which you dubbed 'a social experiment'.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Day4ChDave2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>At lunch the four us grouped around our table but our focus was on the table across the canteen. Cassidy was there with her group clustering around all trying to gain her attention.
“I can’t believe you used to be friends with her,” Mei remarked. The comment was aimed at Yumi.
“I was friends with the person she used to be, that’s all I’m going to say.” Yumi ended that conversation line instantly. I wanted to know more as it was something I was unaware off until just now.
“Well Kyoko is a no show, so let’s go with Operation Free The Drones!” Mei had come up with that name that she alone was proud off. Since I could now target multiple people I targeted Cassidy’s entire group.
“You will see Cassidy for the snob she is,” I ordered. We expected an immediate result but nothing actually happened. Did I mess up the order?
“Here give it to me,” Mei asked then took my phone. “Cassidy is a bitch and you will see this. Stop worshipping the ground she walks on.” Again there was no change. I was about to issue a new order when Yumi stopped me.
“Let me try.” I was surprised she wanted involved. I handed her my phone so she could also give an order. She hesitated though then gave my phone back to me.
“Something wrong?” I asked.
“It’s nothing."
“It didn’t sound like nothing. What’s going on Yumi?”
“Alright let me try something.” Using the app she targeted Cassidy’s harem again. “Ahem. You will now cease following any order you have ever been given using the Reborn app or similar power, including any order that may have told you to ignore this order.” That was now what I expected her to say. Curious I watched Cassidy’s group to see if there was a change. At first we didn’t notice any changes, then it happened.
“Don’t be a bitch Cassidy,” one of her friends snapped. One of her friends had just gotten angry at her. That was completely unheard off. Normally Cassidy could have used them as a doormat without so much as a whimper.
“Excuse me?” Cassidy was in a bit of disbelief as well.
“I said don’t be a bitch. Seriously what gives you the right to speak about people you don’t know like that.” There was now conflict among their group.
“Take away the force holding them together and they’ll instantly split apart,” Yumi commented. “It is just a theory, but I think Cassidy might have used the Reborn app on her friends to make her like them.” I wouldn’t have believed it if it wasn’t for what I was seeing.
“Does this mean she has the Reborn app as well?” I questioned. Yumi was already taking action. She targeted Cassidy with the memory function and copied her memories. The look on her face was as if she had suffering from bad brain freeze. I could imagine having a life’s worth of memories poured into your head would be difficult to handle.
“That bitch…” Yumi hissed. She had just learnt something? She suddenly undid the change, removing the memories from her head.
“That’s weird. It was like I just remembered a dream then in the next moment forget it. Listen Joe, before I erased whatever it was I didn’t want to know I made two notes. One is that she doesn’t have her version of the Reborn app anymore, and two is that we are better off not knowing the truth.”
“Why not?” She couldn’t tell me not to worry about it then expect me to not be curious.
“Because… I can’t remember. I know that whatever it was would change our lives for the worse.” Yumi handed me back the Reborn app. I could of course just take a peak inside Cassidy’s head myself. Thinking back though I had chosen to have fun over investigating the app. That decision still applied so I did my best to forget about what had happened with Cassidy and move on.
We didn’t spend the entirety of lunch at the canteen. We soon moved elsewhere to conduct our next social experiment. Yumi and Mei were walking ahead of Dave and myself. Seeing a chance, he nudged my arm then leaned close to whisper.
“Joe this is boring. We should be doing way cooler stuff with the app.” What was he getting at now?
“What do you have in mind?” I was curious.
“I wanna spice things up. Like… modify the uniform of all the girls at school to be more revealing, and maybe turn some of the guys into girls, and make the girls naturally horny all the time so they’ll want to date us.” Dave’s mind seemed focused solely on sex.
“Actually Dave, I agree with you there on some things.”
“Nice, I was hoping you would. So what will we do with those two?” Dave referred to Mei and Yumi.
“Well… we have to convince them to agree I guess. If we can convince Yumi, then it’ll be a 3 against 1 situation and democracy will win.” I didn’t want to erase their memories. They were my friends and I wasn’t betraying them over something like this. “You distract Mei, I’ll speak with Yumi.”
“Got it.” Could Dave manage that? Well his goal was only to distract Mei. It was simple, even for him. He made a complete fool out of himself in his attempt but he did succeed in giving me a chance to speak with Yumi alone. As it was lunch most classrooms were empty so I pulled Yumi to the side to speak with her.
“Yumi, Dave and I want to…”
“Do something perverted?” She interrupted.
“What? No. Well kind off. Dave suggested we remodel the girl’s uniform into something more…”
“Sure.” That was easy. Too easy actually.
“You didn’t let me finish.”
“You and Dave want to remodel the girl’s uniform into a new flashier and more revealing design. I know how you two simpletons think. I agree, but I one on condition.”
“Which is?”
“I get to design it.” That was unexpected. First was how easily Yumi had agreed, and then was her single request to be the designer. “I’ll create the new uniform and present it to you tomorrow. In the meantime you can use your toy to figure out how to turn one uniform into enough for the entire school.”
“Hmm… Okay.” The app could copy the clothing someone was wearing now. Maybe there was a way to make it copy only clothing. The task Yumi had given me was to find that out. We left the classroom just in time for lunch to end. In my next class I was next to Dave who was eager to here what Yumi had said.
“She said yes, but she gets to design the uniform.”
“What? But that just ruins the whole point.”
“I disagree.” I don’t know what it was, but I had a feeling that what Yumi would bring us would be interesting. “Let’s see what she creates for us then decide. I might need your help later, you free to hang around after school today for an hour?”
“Sure thing.” When I asked for his help what I should have said was that I needed a Guinee pig. I spent the rest of the day pondering how I might go about accomplishing what Yumi had asked of me. When the final bell rang and students began to pour out of the school building, Dave and I stayed behind and found ourselves an empty classroom.
“What do you need me to do?” Dave asked.
“Stand right there.” I targeted with the app and transformed him. I’d copied one of our female classmates during class. The change was instant and Dave was now a girl.
“I’m a girl!” He was quick to notice that. He fondled his new boobs with zeal then give his body a twirl.
“Alright take off your clothes.” Normally a girl would never obey, but Dave was all too happy to comply. Piece by piece everything but his underwear came off.
“Hmm this figure, those shoes, these panties… I’m Carly right?” He’d guessed the girl I’d transformed him into. He reached down to remove his underwear as well but was too slow. His figure returned to normal as I undid the changes I’d made to his body.
“Hey was getting to the best bit!” He complained.
“Dam, her clothing vanished when I undid the change.” The discarded pile of clothing had ceased to exist when I reverted Dave back to normal. Well there goes that plan. Fortunately, I had a plan B. I switched over to the Bio-Merge function. I needed two targets and had the first one already locked in. I selected Dave as the second target and fused them together. I then gave Dave a new look.
“Hmm, they’re a bit flatter this time.” Dave was once again a girl, or so he thought.
“Care to strip again?” I wanted to see beneath his clothing. He began stripping and soon discovered what I suspected would still be there, his penis. By fusing Dave with a girl I’d created an in-between gender. He had breasts but also still had his manhood. His hair went just past his shoulders and his frame was androgynous. I picked up his clothing and began examining them. The girls and boys uniforms were fairly similar except for the fact boys wore trousers and girls wore skirts. When transforming Dave he had been wearing a skirt, but it was longer than normal.
“Next step.” I undid the change and returned Dave to normal.
“Joe did you want me to stay behind just so you could transform me over and over again?”
“Problem?” I was making adjustments for the next change.
“I… feel undervalued.”
“You’re playing an important role in realising your fantasies.” The Bio-Merge gave a lot of options with how I wanted to create the fused image. I could adjust what percentage of each person I wanted the new image to be, or go into more detail and choose to keep specifics traits. If I so pleased I could make Dave a perfect copy of the other target, but still have his manhood. It wasn’t his body I was trying to mess with however, it was his clothing.
“And apply.” I created a new image. One that was 100% Dave, but 0% Dave’s clothes. That meant that what would be wearing would be the clothing of the other target. As a result Dave was now stood in front of me wearing a skirt which concealed his new panties. It was kind of amusing, but that wasn’t why I was smiling. The clothing Dave was wearing had adjusted to fit his body. The shoes were three sizes larger to accommodate for Dave’s large feet, his skirt was perfect fit on his waist and I didn’t ask but guessed his underwear was comfortable as well.
“What is the point of all this?” Dave asked a little confused why I’d done that to him.
“The point is, I can now take whatever Yumi makes, and replicate it onto another girl’s body while adjusting to her sizes.”
“Oh nice.” It wasn’t done yet. I needed a way to be able to give the new uniform to every girl in school at once. Fortunately I soon discover that with the right combination of the app’s features that was very possible. My only concern was how I’d deal with their parents when their daughter returned from school wearing something very different from what they’d left in. That would only be a concern for the rest of today though, tomorrow that concern would cease to exist.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You try to disrupt Cassidy's queen bee status but strangly are unable to. Yumi might have an idea as to why that is. After which Yumi borrowed Cassidy's memories then deleted them. Afterwards you and Dave come up with a new scheme that Yumi surprisingly agrress to.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Day4CHDave3]]<<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>'You've transformed one person, now you can transform them all with this newest update. All features can now target multiple people at once. This allows you to use the power of the app on crowds of people at once! Also include is the memory alteration feature! Copy people's memories, erase their old ones or even give them fake ones! Make them believe whatever you want them to with this easy to use function.'
Both those features sounded very useful. Altering memories directly was better than using the poser to make people believe what you wanted and targeting multiple people at once was a welcome addition. Combined with the personality altering we’d easily move our school from the bottom to the top of the league tables.
At school we rapidly rolled our plan. Since we were all in our final year and had a good mix of classes, we had all been taught by every teacher in this school at least once. We knew the weaknesses of them all and Mei had written up a big list of things that she thought needed changing.
During one of my early classes I resolved several issues with our teachers. First was out IT teacher who really just read us the teacher’s guide. If there was a problem he never knew how to solve it. Often it was up to us to figure out why errors were occurring and fix them.
“You will take an interest in computers and actually learn how to do all the activities you assign us to do before we do them,” I secretly ordered. I think the problem he had was that he was just a bit lazy. Being a teacher often meant putting in a bit of prep work outside of classes, something he evidently didn’t do. I also adjusted his personality a little to make him naturally less lazy. The personality function’s slider weren’t always in the middle by default. As I scroll down I noticed something amusing. Sadist and Masochist were listed and amusingly our teacher was leaning quite heavily towards masochist.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You begin alterng your teachers' personality to make them better at teaching. While doing so you learn one of them is secertly a masochist. You toy with the idea of making him an even bigger one.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Adjust it a little|Day4ChMeiAlt1]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I couldn’t resist the urge to slide it further towards maximum masochist. I didn’t go all the way though.
In my next class I used the personality function again this time on Ms Angela. Out of curiosity I looked at the S&M slider and again. Ms Angela was definitely an S. Not only that, according to this she also an exhibitionist personality wise. I looked at her in a new light as she continued teaching. Again I couldn’t help move that slider a little. I watched the effects and noticed her shift her body a little.
“I’ll write some questions on the board for when you finish reading that,” Ms Angela declared. She stood up and I noticed immediately the change. Her skirt had ridden up and now I could see the lower line of her ass. Several of the boys had noticed but naturally nobody said anything. She had half the class on her ass now instead of reading the textbook like they were meant to. Some people tried to refocus themselves but couldn’t help peeking at her. This was pretty amusing. Class ended and I went onto my next class without returning her to normal.
I continued having fun throughout the day, adjusting the sliders in addition to doing what Mei had instructed me to. It was a busy day for me and at lunch I had to run around the school targeting as many teachers as I could. I issued commands, altered personalities and even used the memory function once or twice. I barely got time to eat. Of course I was slowed down slightly by the other adjustments I was making like modifying personalities ever so slightly to make things ever so slightly more interesting. It wasn’t just sexual stuff I was changing; my next class was with a Mr Bendon whose nickname was Mr Boredom. He was incredibly dull so I decided to change that. I flipped his funny slider from almost non-existence to near max.
The results turned a boring class into a fun one. Mr Bendon was a like a new man. He cracked amazing jokes, often at one of my classmate’s expense, which had the entire class laughing. It was almost like he’d turned his lesson into a stand-up routine. The time flew by and when it was over we all left with a smile on our faces.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You slide it all the way up then use it during your next class as well. You discover Ms Angela is a bit of exhibitionist.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day5ChMei]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I moved my finger away from those options. That wasn’t what I was meant to be changing. I resumed changing him for the better then put my phone away to see if it did anything. The change in his teaching technique was minor but it was a positive one. Once he started doing the proper prep work we’d see a bigger change.
Next class on my schedule was with the lovely Ms Angela. I locked onto with the personality modifier and made her a little more forgiving. As I scrolled through the options I noticed that I could have turned her into a massive slut if I desired it. That sounded like an adventure for another time. I continued making improves and giving orders, ignoring the temptations of sex.
That summarised the rest of my day pretty well. I saw many opportunities for mischief but I’d already decided against that. I focused on improving our teachers to make them top class in their fields. I wasn’t just making them smarter though but also more entertaining.
Mr Bendon for example, whose nickname was Mr Boredom, was a prime candidate. He was incredibly dull so I decided to change that. I flipped his funny slider from almost non-existence to near max.
The results turned a boring class into a fun one. Mr Bendon was a like a new man. He cracked amazing jokes, often at one of my classmate’s expense, which had the entire class laughing. It was almost like he’d turned his lesson into a stand-up routine. The time flew by and when it was over we all left with a smile on our faces.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You leave the setting alone. You focus on improving your teachers.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day5ChMei]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>My friend’s shop was located in a tunnel leading to the biggest train station in the greater area. In the window was a huge sign advertising cheap & fast electronic repairs. If something couldn’t be fixed he’d offer to buy it which he then used as spare parts. He was good at what he did and honestly making him do the battery replacement was a waste of his talents.
“Joe, how are ya?” His name was Derrek. He was leaning on the counter with his hairy arms. Yumi was a bit put off by his scruffy appearance. She probably wasn’t expecting him to be in his late twenties.
“I’m great Derrek. Listen I want to talk about my phone.” I didn’t to say exactly what had happened as it was still a secret between us.
“Was that battery faulty? I can get you a new one now if that’s the case.”
“No the battery is fine,” I explained. “It’s that after I got my phone back from you I discovered a new app that hadn’t been there before.”
“Oh?” His reaction didn’t say he knew about it. That meant he had no idea or he was hiding something.
“I say app, it’s just an icon in my app list but I can’t seem to remove it.” I decided to pretend that the Reborn app had never updated thus was still just a broken icon like on the morning I first saw it.
“I’ve looked through his phone but apparently the app doesn’t exist,” Yumi explained. “I have the most recent dev kit. I can check these things.”
“Factory standard dev kit? Let me have a look. My kit is a bit more advanced than what the manufacture puts out.” It felt like Yumi and Derrek had already formed a rivalry. I gave him my phone and he plugged it into his computer.
“With my kit I can see what’s installed and I also scan memory allocation then run it against my database. This allows me to see where memory is being used and what it is being used for.” I had no idea what he was talking about. If he was talking bullshit Yumi would quickly call him out on it. We waited for his program to give us results.
“Hold on a sec.” His confidence took a hit and he began changing the settings on his computer.
“Oh is there a problem?” Yumi wasn’t letting him simply pretend he knew what he was doing.
“Nope. I just… well this is unusual.” Had he found something?
“Unusual how?” Yumi pressed him for an explanation.
“Well…I can see that right there something called ‘Reborn App’. I’m assuming that’s your ghost app as it doesn’t seem to exist.” He was scratching his head now. “Joe can you unlock your phone and boot up the app?”
“Sure.” I stepped round and did as he requested. I booted up the app and decided to tap into the personality modifier. I made a very minor adjustment to myself then hit apply.
“Wow what the fuck…” Derrek was looking at his computer screen. Yumi was standing behind us looking at it as well. What we saw wasn’t code or something complicated, it was something much simpler.
“Stop.” A very simple one word message had appeared on the screen in a distorted font.
“Is this a joke Joe?” Derrek asked me. “Did your friend program this in?” Derrek hadn’t seen anything like this before. The message had just appeared on his screen seemingly from nowhere. There was no window around it or an active program generating it.
“We didn’t do anything. Derrek that battery you put inside my phone, where did you get it from?”
“I bought it from a customer. They broke their screen beyond the point of use so sold me their phone so buying a replacement wouldn’t hit their wallet as badly.”
“Do you have their info?”
“I can’t give you that information.” Derrek put his foot down. Yumi had other plans though. She reached for my phone and targeted Derrek with the poser.
“You will give us that info and think nothing of it,” she ordered. Derrek of course obeyed and handed Yumi everything she needed. What neither of us was expecting was that the person in question was a student at our school.
“The seller’s name is Nana Brom.”
“That’s convenient.” It certainly was. It made what we had to do next a lot simpler.
“Thanks for the help Derrek.” There wasn’t much else he could help us with. Something had warned us to stop and I didn’t want to drag Derrek into danger. We’d continue this tomorrow at school.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take the phone to where it was fixed and discover that the battery came come from a girl at your school. You will investigate her tomorrw.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day4ChYumi1]]<<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>That morning the first thing we did upon arriving at school was report on what we had found. First however I had to update them on the app.
“Yumi unlocked a save function, and this morning there was an official update that brought with it a new function as well… and it’s a big one.” I showed them the message I’d received.
'You've transformed one person, now you can transform them all with this newest update. All features can now target multiple people at once. This allows you to use the power of the app on crowds of people at once! Also include is the memory alteration feature! Copy people's memories, erase their old ones or even give them fake ones! Make them believe whatever you want them to with this easy to use function.'
“Holy shit,” Dave exclaimed. “We can change everyone at school at once!”
“We can but we won’t,” Yumi interjected. “I think we should find Nana first and ask her about the battery she sold.”
“Won’t that seem suspicious” Said Mei.
“Not if we just use the app to force her into telling the truth.” I didn’t want to take the chance of her lying to us. We split up to try and find her before class. While searching the 2nd floor I got a group message from Mei saying she’d found Nana on the 3rd floor. I headed up there and met up with Yumi on the stairs. Mei lured Nana to the rear stairway so we had some privacy. Dave watched below to ensure nobody was listening in.
“Nana you will tell us about the phone you sold to Derrek and you will not lie,” I ordered.
“I found a broken phone in a street. It wouldn’t turn on so I had no way to find out who owned it so I sold it instead.”
“You will tell us if you knew about any super natural properties it had.” She remained silent since she couldn’t carry out that order. She didn’t have any knowledge of the Reborn app but she had given us a clue.
“Nana where… Nana you will tell us where and when you found the broken phone you sold.”
“I found it out in the side street between Super-Fast Subs and Fluxray Clothing last Thursday between at around 9.45PM.”
“Ask her what she was doing,” Yumi said.
“Tell me what you were doing there?”
“I was taking a diversion to avoid a group of youths who were hassling people.” I’d done that before. This city had a lot of punks who came out at night to hassle people. If you were alone it was best to steer clear of them.
“You will go back to your classroom and believe that we were just talking about the latest in teenage fashion.” With that final order she left us. We had our next clue and it went without saying that we’d investigate it tonight.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You question the girl in question and discover she found the broken phone and sold it to case in on the find. She had no knowlede of the Reborn App.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Day4ChYumi2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>It was just after six when the four of met inside Super-Fast Subs. Dave and I had arrived first and ordered food while we waited. Yumi arrived next but had already eaten and Mei arrived last.
“Twenty minutes late,” Dave pointed out immediately. Our food was now long gone.
“You could have started without me. I doubt my investigating will pick up something Joe and Yumi’s couldn’t.” It took Dave a second to notice his name wasn’t mentioned.
“Hey!” He complained.
“Let’s just get started.” Yumi pulled him out the door and round the side of the building. A quick search found nothing out of the ordinary.
“It’s been over a week since then. A street cleaner has probably been up and down this street a couple of times since then.” Judging by how clean the street was that was likely the case. Nothing had been left behind so we had to figure out what had happened prior.
“Over there,” Mei pointed to a delivery door for Super-Fast Subs. Watching over it was a security camera that had a decent view of the side street. Maybe it caught the previous owner on camera. We headed back round to the main entrance. Using the app we issued a few orders and soon we were in the manager’s office where the security feeds were stored. We went through the tapes then and there. First we went back to view the alley on the night Nana had found the phone to see where exactly she’d picked it up. With the time she’d given us our search was narrowed significantly.
“There!” Mei pointed her out the moment she came into view. We watched as she stood on something then stopped to see what it was. She bent down and picked up what looked like a phone. She looked around for an owner and seeing none continued on with it now in her bag. After that we rewound the tape. We all had our eyes on it watching carefully. A lot of people passed in reverse but the phone remained. We sped it up until suddenly the phone was gone.
“Play it!” Mei ordered. We made the recording play at normal speed and then we saw it. The side door opened and a man appeared not wearing uniform and carrying a back in one hand and his phone in the other. He was careless though and tripped on the set, his bag falling open and money scattering across the ground. He’d also dropped the phone but seemed more concerned with the money.
“Could he be stealing by using the poser?” Mei theorised. Once he had the cash he scrambled away. Following that a delivery truck pulled and crushed the phone. An hour later Nana appeared and picked it up.
“We have our next lead,” Mei declared. It wasn’t that simple though. If that guy had been using the poser then he would have had access to other functions as well. The man we saw might not have been his original form. Without the app he couldn’t turn back so he was stuck as he was.
“Let’s find an internal tape to match the time so we can get a good look at him.” We did that but afterwards all we were left with was a picture of a man nobody knew. His features were forgettable and he left nothing behind that would help us track him. What we did find was definite proof that he had been using the Reborn App’s poser function. I was left no idea about how to move ahead, fortunately I wasn’t the only one thinking about it.
“Joe bring your laptop round mine tonight. I want to do some online investigating,” Yumi ordered.
“Tonight?” It was already very late. There would be no point in me coming round to help her unless it was to stay the night.
“Yes. Problem?”
“Well I’d have to let my folks know and…”
“You’re right. Your place is better. Let your folks know I’ll be round and if it isn’t okay then just make it okay. You have that kind of power.”
“What about us?” Dave and Mei both asked.
“Dave you don’t have a laptop so you’d be useless to us, and Mei your parents won’t allow you to stay over at a friends under these circumstances.” Yumi was always a step ahead. Unable to argue with that they both left matters in our hands. We all went our separate ways soon after, but an hour after saying bye I was saying hello again to Yumi.
“Nice place,” she complimented walking through my front door.
“Let’s get to my room. I had to use to app to get this approved.” Well it was a bit different than that. I used the app to avoid answering questions I was too tired to make up answers for. The important thing was that in my family’s mind they had given approval for Yumi to stay the night. I led her up to my room and she quickly claiming a wall socket to plug in her laptop.
“I had a thought, maybe the reason the Reborn app has never been mentioned online or in the news is because someone is censoring its existence.”
“Sounds like something from a conspiracy theorist or dystopian movie.” I guess she had a point though. We knew other people had previously been in ownership of the Reborn app, and some of them were using it very irresponsibility. This kind of power was had to keep secret. Even looking at myself I’d told three of my friends about it, one of which wasn’t that great at keeping secrets.
“We can assume that someone… or something… wants the app to be a secret. We can also rightly assume they’ll take action to ensure it stays a secret. If were to start posting evidence online that the Reborn app exists, then I can guarantee someone, or something will show to silence us.”
“That sounds very dangerous.”
“I know. I’m willing to risk it though. That power changes everything I know about the universe. Cutting the chase, Joe do you think we should take a risk and draw them to us?”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You meet up and discover the previous owner of the Reborn app used it for greed. You also suspect there is a cover up. Yumi suggests maybe luring them to us.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[This is our only lead so we’ll take the risk|Day4YumiDanger]]</div><<set $update3 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I felt a blissful feeling as I awoke from an amazing night’s sleep.
“That was great,” I said aloud. My voice reminded me that I wasn’t myself right now. I looked in the mirror and saw Cassidy’s face. Not the person I wanted to see first thing in the morning, yet it was somehow relaxing. I reached for my phone to check the time.
“I’m up early,” I whispered seeing the time. My alarm wasn’t due to go off for half-an-hour yet I felt fully awake. This body must handle mornings a lot better. Stunning good looks and she was an early rising. I was getting jealous of her. I was about to put my phone down when it suddenly beeped. A notification immediately popped up from the Reborn app.
'Ever looked at two strangers and wondered what their children would look like? Wonder no more! With the new Bio-Merge expansion to the copy feature you can now select two people and create an image constructed from them both! Also in this update is the new Personality feature. Have you created the perfect image but are having problems with what’s on the inside? Now with the Personality feature you can fix that!'
“Personality modification?” I don’t think I wanted to try copying Cassidy’s personality as well. The Bio-merge sounded like it would be fun to play around with. Since the app was open I might as well get this over with. Targeting myself I undid the changes from yesterday. I wasn’t happy to be returning to my normal self. I felt like I needed a shower but that was kind of redundant when I could use the app to freshen myself up. Using the app I freshened up and even give myself a boost of energy to help. I felt like I could take on the world when I finish yet there was still something missing. I had extra time so used it to explore the new functions.
The feeling quickly passed and I resumed my almost normal life. I got dressed, ate breakfast and headed to school where Dave was quick to approach me.
“Joe I had this great idea.” He’d clearly been thinking.
“Hit me.” Let’s hear what it is.
“We impersonate Mrs Clark and do something outlandish to get her fired!” I thought back to when I had been using her copy. I didn’t want to go through that again.
“I’m not doing it.
Being Mrs Clark is more disturbing than listening to Mrs Clark talk about her honeymoon.” The UN should brand her honeymoon lecture as violation of human rights.
“It can’t be that bad!”
“You have no idea. Well what outlandish idea did you have in mind to get her fired?”
“We steal from…”
“Won’t work. She’ll deny it and go on a crusade to hunt down the one who dared impersonate her.”
“What if we have photographic proof?”
“She’ll call Photoshop.” It wouldn’t be the first time. Someone skilled with photo editing once created some amusing pictures featuring Mrs Clark for a joke. Unfortunately for them one photo came into her possession and she started a crusade to hunt down the one responsible.
“What about video?” Dave was persistent.
“You want to give her proof that someone at this school has the power to turn into others?” I didn’t want Mrs Clark ever finding out this power existed. It could end very badly.
“Well I’m outta ideas then, what do you want to do?” Immediately I thought of Cassidy. Why couldn’t I get her out of my mind?
“I want to investigate something.”
“Oh undercover investigation. Great idea. We could expose all kinds of secrets.” His idea was a little different from what I had planned.
“I want to check out something that been bothering me. You’ll help me out right?” Dave gently tapped me on the shoulder.
“We’re friends right? What you need help with?” We didn’t have any time right now to carry it out but I explained to him my plan.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up feeling great. You're Reluctant to change back but can't help it. At school you get Dave to help you test the app's newest features.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Day3Cassidy2]]<<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Morning break came and I met in the gym storage buiding with Dave.
“Did you pick one?” I asked him.
“Yup. I got them both just as you asked.” Dave held up my phone which I’d lent him. I knew it was risky but I felt I could trust him to help me with this. I’d told him to use the Bio-Merge which worked by selecting two people then deciding how much of each you wanted the fused image to have. Since I could set the distribution to be 0% one person and 100% another it effectively allowed me to copy two people at once. One of the targets was Cassidy and the other someone else of similar build but I didn’t know who Dave had picked.
“Okay do it.” I closed my eyes. I’d told him to transform me using the Bio-Merge but not tell me how much of each person he was using.
“Apply!” He declared pressing the apply button. I felt my body transform. My brain moulded a picture of my new body.
“Next,” I requested. Dave changed the ratio then hit apply. I knew immediately he’d just turned me into Cassidy. The first body had felt different, but Cassidy’s body felt so natural.
“I’m almost entirely Cassidy,” I told him.
“That’s impressive. You must really like being her. Hey why don’t you just replace her?” That was a suggestion I’d have thrown out immediately before yet now I was giving it proper consideration.
I didn’t reply immediately. I gave the idea some proper thought but realised a big problem.
“I can copy her body and her personality…”
“And you can control her,” Dave added.
“But I won’t have her memories. I don’t where she lives, how she greets her parents or who her best friend is. And that double for she who doesn’t know anything about me.”
“Hmm… well maybe that will change. You said that your app has gotten a new feature every day this week? Who’s to say that tomorrow won’t bring us a solution to this? Maybe you’ll be able to possess her and access all her memories? Oh or maybe the app will let you read minds.”
“Or maybe it’ll let me fly like a bird or foresee the future. I have no idea what the future will bring.”
“We have nothing to lose by waiting. I mean I’d rather have some fun in the meantime but if tomorrow you get some new function that will allow you actually replace her permanently. In the meantime you should try replacing her for a day. Just give me the poser. I’ll swap you around then order her to behave in a way fitting of you. I can keep an eye on her to ensure she behaves.” That could work.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Dave suggests you use the app to try switchin with Cassidy permanently.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[It is a bad idea|Day3Cassidy3]]</div><<set $daveapp = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>“No,” I firmly told him.” I just feel that it’s a bad idea.” There was too much that could go wrong. When dealing with the app it wasn’t worth risking it. If the future gave us more options then I’d reconsider it but for now I’d play it safe.
“Well alright then. What shall we do then?” I checked the clock. We still had a bit of time but not enough to really achieve anything. By the time we had thought of something it was too late to actually do it. Then again maybe that could be it.
“Let’s make someone fill in for us in class.” The idea had come suddenly and we had little time to implement it.
“Oh great idea.” Dave agreed without second thought. We quickly left to find the people who’d fill in for us. Due to how the schedules worked out there were people in our year group who had self-study now. We picked two of them out and using the app turned them into us. I then hit them both with a string of poser commands to force them into playing our role. Nobody would notice if they were missing from self-study so it was perfect. They headed to our class while Dave and I were left to cause mischief. We had fun but ultimately left no lasting effect. When we were done we returned everything to normal.
When I got home I threw my bag onto the bedroom floor and fell backwards onto my bed.
“What a crazy day.” Our replacement plan had gone off without a hitch. Now that I was alone again I had some time to think. I held the app above me wondering how its crazy powers would go. Dave had joked about the app allowing me to read minds or possess people in the future. Both those were right in line with what the app seemed to be built to do. It was all about changing yourself and other people. Lock me in a concrete room or throw me off a plane and the app was useless. The power to read minds would be a useful function in changing who I am or in controlling others. The power to possess people was a flat out something I could imagine the app doing, but at the same time it was unnecessary. I could just body swap then order the other person to sleep.
“I guess I won’t know until tomorrow.” What kind of power would it get? I couldn’t wait to find out. Before I went to bed I again changed into Cassidy. It was just too comfy and I knew I’d sleep better as a result.
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As it stands the app just doesn't have the right tools to make it happen. You use the rest of the day using the app to have some fun.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Day3Cassidy4]]<<set $daveapp = "no">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I wanted to try it.
“Let’s do it, but I’m keeping a hold of the app.”
“You can trust me.” The fact he was pushing it made me feel more inclined to not trust him.
“If something goes wrong I want to be able to fix it immediately.” That was my excuse but I didn’t want Dave having free roam. I lent him it this morning for the purpose of carrying out a simple task. If I gave him free roam he might get tempted to fool around with it. He tried to persuade me but there wasn’t time for that. If we acted fast it was possible to swap with Cassidy before morning break ended. I was about to leave when I saw Dave grinning. It was just like yesterday. Once again I’d forgotten I wasn’t in my regular body. We left immediately after I fixed that and found Cassidy when she had been spotted last.
“You will go to the old outdoor changing rooms by yourself. You won’t let anyone go with you,” I ordered her. Cassidy immediately broke away from her friends and headed outside alone. We followed her and cornered her inside the changing room.
“Cassidy you will remain still and stay silent until the phrase ‘Electric Watermelon’ is spoken.” That’ll keep her still time to give her orders. “You will refer to yourself as Joe. You won’t tell anyone who you really are.” My list of orders went on. The bell soon rang and I targeted us both with the body swap.
“Wow there!” Dave suddenly snatched the phone from her hand. Since she was in my body she had for a moment had it. “She was trying to use it.” Dave explained his actions which honestly felt a bit fishy. I’d ordered her to remain still, but I guess that could be interpreted as remaining on the spot. I hadn’t seen what Dave saw so couldn’t be sure of what had happened. I quickly took back my phone to issue more orders.
“You will forget any of this happened but will continue obeying the previous orders. You will believe this is all natural and nothing abnormal is happening.” I gave some more orders to sure this up.
“I’ll tell you if she does anything else that is abnormal.” With Dave watching her it should be fine. We were out of time to make changes. We quickly ran to our next classes.
My first class was shared with both Dave and Cassidy. This allowed me to watch from the other side of the room as Dave sat next to her trying to pretend it was me. He cracked jokes but Cassidy didn’t respond much to them. Even I’d have given him a fake laugh or two. When the teacher suddenly asked a question she bumbled the response. In fairness that was typical of me to do. The teacher wasn't pleased but he didn't suspect anything abnormal.
My next class was a far more relaxed one and neither Dave nor the real Cassidy were here. Instead I had Cassidy’s full entourage to distract me.
“Looks like the old guy slept in again.” On either side of me were two of the popular boys, Harrison and Kent.
“Maybe he had a fall and broke his hip.” They laughed at our teacher’s expensive but cared only for how I reacted.
“Hey Cassidy, will you give me a kiss if I go up to his desk and superglue it shut?” Kent joked.
“No. Don’t be an ass.” They both over reacted to my response.
“She’s pissed at you now Kent, you better get down and kiss her feet.” If I told him to he’d probably do it. I don’t think his previous bet had been real. Unless I had accepted of course then he’d be out of his seat in a heartbeat.
“Settle down class.” Our teacher arrived with a coffee in hand. An open window blew wind across his hair lifting his comb-over. He rushed over to close the window then took out a comb from his jacket and quickly fixed down his rogue hair.
“Yeah you better fix your hair you baldy bastard,” whispered Kent. Cassidy’s friends had zero respect for the poor old guy. He was an art teacher though so maybe that factored into it. It was becoming clear to me that Cassidy and her friends had only taken this class because it was basically a self-study session.
“Continue with your project planning from last week.” The class got up and moved towards a cupboard filled with art folders. They grabbed their folders then returned to their desks. I followed and grabbed Cassidy’s folder. There were two clear groups of students in this room. Those who took their art seriously and those who didn’t. Those who didn’t were sitting with me at the back of the room talking while those who did at the front working.
“Well time to get some work done,” said Harrison. I saw him pull out his books for the class that followed this and begin filling in a blank homework sheet.
“Unlike you Harrison I actually did my homework. If anyone wants to copy they can fuck right off, unless their name is Cassidy of course.” Kent spoke like he expected me to take him up on that offer. Thinking about it I should check if Cassidy did her homework. I pulled out her books and saw that no, no she hadn’t. I wanted to ignore the offer to copy and let Cassidy get into trouble, but I also didn’t want to talk to these assholes and this would give me something to do. I had already peeked into Cassidy’s art folder and had no idea what I was looking at anyway so I couldn’t contribute to that. I lifted my pen to get started with this homework but was immediately nudged by someone seeking my attention.
“Yeah?”
“Before I forget, what’s the plan for tonight? We meeting at the club or having drinks beforehand?” Harrison asked.
“Oh yeah what’s the plan Cass?” Another guy had turned around from the table directly in front to hear what I had to say.
“The plan?” I enquired.
“You’re the one who said we should go clubbing tonight and organised it.” By that they meant Cassidy was the one who had organised to go clubbing on a school night no less. That didn’t surprise me. They were all waiting for an answer so I had to give them one.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You swap with Cassidy and have the real Cassidy replace you. You deny Dave's request to keep hold of the app. Later you learn Cassidy had arranged to go clubbing with friends tonight. They ask you where you which club you want to go to.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Give them a vague answer. I’m swapping back when school finishes anyway|CassExt1]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Give them a good answer. I think I’ll stay in this body a little longer to enjoy myself|CassClub1]]</div><<set $daveapp = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I wanted to try it.
“Let’s do it.”
“Sweet. Shall we go now?” If we acted fast it was possible. I was about to leave when I saw Dave grinning. It was just like yesterday. Once again I’d forgotten I wasn’t in my regular body. We left immediately after I fixed that and found Cassidy when she had been spotted last.
“You will go to the old outdoor changing rooms and not bring anyone with you,” Dave ordered her. I was letting him get some practice in with the app. We followed Cassidy out to the old changing rooms where we cornered her.
“Cassidy, you are going to be Joe today. You will enter a trance and while in this trance you’ll think you are Joe.” Dave’s order was a simple one. I’d have gone through a much more complicated set up to keep her under control. Dave then swapped our bodies around. I became Cassidy and she became me.
“Now tell me, who are you?” Dave asked her.
“I am Joe,” she replied emotionlessly. If she spoke to anyone like that they would quickly pick up on the fact something wasn’t right. Unfortunately we were out of time to make changes. We quickly ran to our next classes.
My first class was shared with both Dave and Cassidy. This allowed me to watch from the other side of the room as Dave sat next to her trying to pretend it was me. He cracked jokes but Cassidy didn’t respond much to them. Even I’d have given him a fake laugh or two. She wasn’t playing the part very well.
“Joe, please fill in the rest of this equation.” Our teacher called on me to answer a question. The replacement me stood up and answered.
“The first missing number is 12, the second missing number is 91 and the third missing number is 21.” He sounded like a human calculator as he answered.
“Alright smartass sit down, Harrison fill in the next one.” The teacher thought robot Joe was just messing around. Since he’d answered correctly he let it slide.
My next class was a far more relaxed one and neither Dave nor the real Cassidy were here. Instead I had Cassidy’s full entourage to distract me.
“Looks like the old guy slept in again.” On either side of me were two of the popular boys, Harrison and Kent.
“Maybe he had a fall and broke his hip.” They laughed at our teacher’s expensive but cared only for how I reacted.
“Hey Cassidy, will you give me a kiss if I go up to his desk and superglue it shut?” Kent joked.
“No. Don’t be an ass.” They both over reacted to my response.
“She’s pissed at you now Kent, you better get down and kiss her feet.” If I told him to he’d probably do it. I don’t think his previous bet had been real. Unless I had accepted of course then he’d be out of his seat in a heartbeat.
“Settle down class.” Our teacher arrived with a coffee in hand. An open window blew wind across his hair lifting his comb-over. He rushed over to close the window then took out a comb from his jacket and quickly fixed down his rogue hair.
“Yeah you better fix your hair you baldy bastard,” whispered Kent. Cassidy’s friends had zero respect for the poor old guy. He was an art teacher though so maybe that factored into it. It was becoming clear to me that Cassidy and her friends had only taken this class because it was basically a self-study session.
“Continue with your project planning from last week.” The class got up and moved towards a cupboard filled with art folders. They grabbed their folders then returned to their desks. I followed and grabbed Cassidy’s folder. There were two clear groups of students in this room. Those who took their art seriously and those who didn’t. Those who didn’t were sitting with me at the back of the room talking while those who did at the front working.
“Well time to get some work done,” said Harrison. I saw him pull out his books for the class that followed this and begin filling in a blank homework sheet.
“Unlike you Harrison I actually did my homework. If anyone wants to copy they can fuck right off, unless their name is Cassidy of course.” Kent spoke like he expected me to take him up on that offer. Thinking about it I should check if Cassidy did her homework. I pulled out her books and saw that no, no she hadn’t. I wanted to ignore the offer to copy and let Cassidy get into trouble, but I also didn’t want to talk to these assholes and this would give me something to do. I had already peeked into Cassidy’s art folder and had no idea what I was looking at anyway so I couldn’t contribute to that. I lifted my pen to get started with this homework but was immediately nudged by someone seeking my attention.
“Yeah?”
“Before I forget, what’s the plan for tonight? We meeting at the club or having drinks beforehand?” Harrison asked.
“Oh yeah what’s the plan Cass?” Another guy had turned around from the table directly in front to hear what I had to say.
“The plan?” I enquired.
“You’re the one who said we should go clubbing tonight and organised it.” By that they meant Cassidy was the one who had organised to go clubbing on a school night no less. That didn’t surprise me. They were all waiting for an answer so I had to give them one.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You swap with Cassidy and have the real Cassidy replace you. You accept Dave's request to keep hold of the app. Later you learn Cassidy had arranged to go clubbing with friends tonight. They ask you where you which club you want to go to.<<endif>><div id="ui-bar2"></div><img id="banner" src="images/Day3schoolcard.png">
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<div id="choice">[[Give them a good answer. I think I’ll stay in this body a little longer to enjoy myself|CassClub1]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>When I got home I threw my bag onto the bedroom floor and fell backwards onto my bed.
“What a crazy day.” Our replacement plan had gone off without a hitch. We had used that time to test the app but nothing of note had happened as a result. Now that I was alone again I had some time to think. I held the app above me wondering how its crazy powers would go. Dave had joked about the app allowing me to read minds or possess people, but both those were right in line with what the app seemed to be built to do. It was all about changing yourself and other people. Lock me in a concrete room or throw me off a plane and that app was useless. The power to read minds would be a useful function in changing who I am or in controlling others. The power to possess people was a flat out something I could imagine the app doing, but at the same time it was unnecessary. I could just body swap then order the other person to sleep.
“I guess I won’t know until tomorrow.” What kind of power would it get? I couldn’t wait to find out. Before I went to bed I again changed into Cassidy. It was just too comfy and I knew I’d sleep better as a result.
I woke up early to the beep of my phone. I could see already the app had just updated so with baited breath I opened it and read the message.
'You've transformed one person, now you can transform them all with this newest update. All features can now target multiple people at once. This allows you to use the power of the app on crowds of people at once! Also include is the memory alteration feature! Copy people's memories, erase their old ones or even give them fake ones! Make them believe whatever you want them to with this easy to use function.'
There it was, memory alteration. Now Dave’s suggestion from yesterday carried some real weight. With this I could replace anyone. I gave them my memories, I took theirs then swapped bodies and maybe personalities with them. It would be near impossible to tell me apart from the original if I did that.
At school I met up with Dave during morning break to give him a proper explanation of what the update could do.
“Wow so you could for instance take all her memories, her body and her personality then use the app to make her disappear. Joe you could become anyone you want! Anyone! We could become the president of the world!” Dave had big dreams it seemed.
“Firstly, there is no such thing. Secondly, it’s not that simple.”
“I know that. It will be near impossible to get near him as us but we could work our way up. First we replace our local politician then during the next party meeting we take over the party leader. If we work our way then we’ll soon be able to lure the president into a private meeting and boom, we take him over. We replace ourselves at each stage of course.” He had thought this through. He also didn’t seem to care for the fact he’d be swapping a number of lives by doing so.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You return home and think about the future. Then next day you are presented with a number of useful tools when the app updates again. While talking to Dave he suggests using them to replace a world leader.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[President of the world, that could be interesting|Day4CassidyX]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[I’ve no interest in that, but I want to try swapping with Cassidy|Day4Cass]]</div>
<<if $daveapp is "yes">><div id="choice">[[Actually I’m fine being me|Day4CassidyZ]]</div><<endif>><<if $daveapp is "no">><div id="choice">[[Actually I’m fine being me|Day4CassAt]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“You know what Dave, let’s do it. We should use this power to its absolute fullest potential. You only live once and we might as well take this opportunity and make the most of it.”
“Serious? I was joking but if you actually want to do it then let’s go. So where do we start?”
“We start from the very bottom, us.” We were underachievers in an environment where nobody cared about us. We were the least likely to ever become world leaders but with the app that was going to change.
“As future leaders of the world I see no reason for us actually attend school. Let’s get to city hall before it closes." We snuck out of the building and grabbed a bus to the city centre. We grabbed some isolated seats so we could whisper about our plans.
“Mayor Coullin is very particular about who he let into his office,” I explained. “The average Joe can’t just walk up to the door of city hall and expect to be able to see the mayor without an appointment. We’ll need to disguise ourselves as staff. Since city hall forbids cell phone usage inside we’ll need to catch someone outside."
“Got it.” Dave was happy just following my lead. We got off the bus some twenty foot from the gates of city hall. The front door was open to the public but under heavy security. Instead we went around back to watch for any delivery men. We waited for half an hour very patiently before a luxury black car pulled up at the rear gate that led to an underground garage.
“They don’t look like delivery men,” Dave said. He wasn’t wrong. They wore expensive suits with designer sunglasses. One man had gotten out to use the intercom.
“One for me and one for you,” I joked targeting them. A minute later and the black car entered the garage with not two but four passengers. I was behind the wheel with my new body while Dave sat next to me. In the seats behind us were our original bodies that now housed the souls of the two men whose bodies we now inhabited. We parked in the furthest corner we could were the support pillars gave us some cover from the security cameras. The pair in the back seat were under poser control. They were to remain here and do nothing until we said otherwise.
“Now time to find out what we are actually doing here.” I fired up the memory alteration function and targeted my body’s former owner. I didn’t take all his memories, I restricted it events of the past month. Even that was enough to blow my mind.
“Wow. I was not expecting that.” This guy to put it simply was a mobster who had come to deliver a fresh bribe to the mayor in return for a business licence for a new casino.
“What is it?” Dave asked. Rather than explain it I gave him a month’s worth of memories from his guy. “Oh… we’re criminals.” Dave opened the glove compartment in front of him and pulled out a silenced pistol.
“Put that down! If the security guys see us inspecting our guns they might call in a swat team.” We got out of the car, grabbed our briefcases and headed up the visit the mayor who was expecting us.
“Ah gentlemen come in,” Mayor Coullin greeted us with a fake smile. He wanted this meeting over with as soon as possible. The handy thing about this private meeting was that it was private. The mayor had no security in his private office as he didn’t want anyone knowing what was being discussed.
“We’ll make this quick,” I explained to the mayor. Dave and I didn’t bother taking our seats. He closed the door as I pulled out my phone. “You will enter a trance that will last until you hear the words Rainbow Frisbee.” The mayor's gaze turned vacant and I promptly swapped our bodies.
“What about me?” Dave asked.
“Hmm… we'll need someone who is close to the mayor.” Using the memory modifier I grabbed the mayor’s memories to assist me with my decision. I leaned forward and pressed a button on my desk intercom.
“Sherry could you come in here a moment?” I said into the receiver.
“Right away sir,” a very feminine voice replied. Thirty seconds later the door opened and the mayor’s busty twenty-something year old personal assistant entered. Moments later she had left her body and swapped with Dave.
“Sherry close the door then enter a trance.” She did as commanded.
“Wow! I’ve got huge tits!” Dave’s hands were already giggling his new rack. The mayor chose his personal assistant for her looks and his preferences were very similar to Dave’s.
“Dave watch over these two, I’m going to go get our original bodies.” I left Dave to explore his new body. It must have taken me around four minutes to retrieve our original bodies from the carpark and get back to the office. In that time Dave had managed to take off his clothes and when I re-entered he was on the desk in just his underwear.
“I thought you’d be longer,” he explained as he made no attempt to recompose himself. I tried to not let the half-naked supermodel distract me.
“The stairway underground is twenty foot from this office. Whatever just stay still.” I ignored the woman in red lingerie and started with the body swapping. First I put the two mobsters back into their original bodies then gave them the paperwork they had come for. I sent them on their way believing everything had gone just as planned. Meanwhile we now had the mayor and his assistant inside our original bodies.
“We probably won’t be back for these so let’s transfer across all our memories.” I said all but I meant everything but our memories of the Reborn app. It was actually pretty simply to select what I wanted our replacements to learn. I copied all their memories over to use then wiped their minds before transferring all our knowledge about our own lives to them. Next I gave them the same personalities as us and to sure things up I added a final order with the poser.
“You will now return home and fall asleep in your bed. When you wake you will believe you are Joe and won’t ever question it.” I ordered the mayor. I gave a similar order to his assistant. We escorted the two of them out the door and once outside they headed for the bus stop.
“There we go,” I said to Dave. “Well onto the next stage.” It was still early afternoon. In the span of a few hours I’d gone from school boy to city mayor. I wanted to get to the next stage before the sun set.
“Dave what’s my schedule?” Sherry was in charge of keeping track of the mayor’s schedule. As Dave now had her memories that duty passed to him.
“Nothing today.” It would have been too easy if the mayor had a meeting with his superiors. On the other hand this meant I was free to do what I wanted without worry.
“Great. Book me an emergency appointment with the governor. Tell him we need to urgently discuss a system security intrusion.” If a journalist got their hands on the mayor’s private emails they’d have a field day. The governor was somewhat aware of the under the table deals the mayor had been making. If there was a chance the mayor was about to be exposed the governor would want to know so he could cut his ties before he got dragged down with him.
“Aye sir.” Dave left what was now my office and sat down at his new desk to make the call. I listened in on the conversation which went as I expected it to go. The governor was very calm but understood the danger to his own position. He ended the call with the words ‘I’m on my way’. After that we waited. I sat by my desk pretending to do work.
An hour or so passed before Dave knocked on my door.
“Governor Carlhouse is here to see you.”
“Show him in.” Dave stepped aside and gestured for someone to enter. Complying with that a grey haired man with a very straight figure entered.
“Alright Coullin what do they know?” He was mildly annoyed in his tone of voice. Behind him Dave closed the door with him now inside my office as well.
“It was my phone,” I said aiming the app. “Take a seat.” He obeyed the first of many orders. Five minutes later Sherry left the office and took her sat at her desk.
“Is that the time?” She exclaimed wondering what had happened to the past hour. Meanwhile in my office Dave was inspecting his new body.
“I preferred being Sherry.” His hands now were wrinkled with a few small blemishes. “My body feels like a strait jacket.” He tried to stretch but an audible crack brought an end to that.
“Ow. Joe do I need to be this old geezer?” I’d removed Sherry’s memories from his head and replaced them with the governor's.
“For now yes. We can use him, I mean use you, to meet with the president.” That was the plan. We made the necessary phone calls and got ourselves booked in to meet with him tomorrow. We were again using the excuse that we were both embroiled in a political scandal on the verge of hitting the public. With elections nearing and opinion polls forecasting a very tight election a scandal could cost the president the election.
“Does that mean I need to spend the night as this old geezer?” Dave complained.
“Bear with it. Tomorrow we’ll be moving up in the world.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You agree with Dave's suggestion much to his surprise. Together you make a move on city hall. You replace the mayor then the govner with plans to go after the president next.<<endif>>
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[[Next day|Day4Pres]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Becoming someone else means giving up my current life, and I like my current life. Sure it could be better, but that is why I have this power, to make it better. I’m not abandoning it.” I stated my resolve and would stick to it.
“Well l suppose that’s true. I’m not sure I’d want to give up things like video games and stuff.” Dave simplicity didn’t surprise me. “So what do you plan to do now?”
“Good question. Tell you what we’ll meet up again at lunch and I’ll tell you.” I had no immediate plans but I’m sure I’d come up with something.
At least that was what I thought but as I sat down to ponder the app’s features my trail of thought was interrupted by an odd text message.
‘I know what you did. Meet me in the old school building at lunch and don’t bring Dave.' It wasn’t a number I recognised and there was no mention of a sender’s name. I speculated over who had sent it and what their intentions were. The gym storage and old school building were on opposite ends of the school. I’d have to meet up with Dave later. I had to investigate this.
‘I know what you did.’ They couldn’t possibly be referring to the Reborn app? It was the only thing I’d done recently that could provoke such an odd message. I thought only Dave knew about the app but perhaps someone else had learnt off it somehow. I said somehow but I had a good idea that whoever knew probably learnt about it from Dave’s clumsiness. Either way I had to investigate.
At lunch I ignored the planned meeting with Dave and headed to the old school building. The doors were always kept locked but I knew a window which had a faulty lock. I snuck around and pressed my hands against the glass to slide open the window of the old science room. In a testament to just how old this building was it had wooden desks and chairs. It had been built in an age before plastics took over the world of cheap furniture. The blackboards were stained with chalk and everything had a layer of dust on it. Students were forbidden from coming in here since the building wasn’t entirely safe. It was easy to navigate so I dipped through the corridor, checking each of the rooms until I saw her. Sitting on top of one of the old desks was Cassidy. The moment I saw her I checked my surroundings. A few months ago she’d lured someone out here and had her friends jump him. It was a well-deserved beating frankly but I now feared I was about to receive the same fate.
“I’m all alone Joe,” she called out. She must have spotted me before I hid.
“So am I. So what do you want?”
“For starters I’d like to not yell through a door.” Feeling curious I opened the door and entered the classroom.
“As I said before, what do you want?”
“You don’t already know? I was certain after what happened yesterday that... well I can’t actually remember since you wiped those memories.” She had to be talking about the Reborn app. She must have remembered what we did somehow but then why was she being so calm about it?
“I’m not following you here. What do you mean wiped your memory?” I had to keep my cards close to my chest.
“Joe if you want to waste my time then just leave. I know you have the Reborn app, and if you don’t then you’d have no quarrels about me looking at your phone to see what apps you have installed.” She had me. I either denied I had the app and refuse to show my phone which would prove I did have it, or I showed her my phone which would also prove I had it. Well alternatively I could just erase her memory properly this time. I couldn’t do that yesterday since I didn’t have the memory alteration function.
“How? How did you know about the app?” I had to know as I felt there was more to this than what meets the eye.
“Dave was too obvious. Need I say more? You made a mistake giving it to him while you went prancing around in my… your body.” What was with that last second correction?
“Cassidy can we skip the cryptic stuff. If you have something to say then say it.”
“Alright, but first tell me how much you knew about the Reborn app before you acquired it.”
“I… nothing.” Prior to it appearing on my phone I didn’t know it was even possible to do what it did.
“Really? Then you’ve obliviously been either kind enough to not peer into my memories or the app doesn’t have that feature yet.”
“It has it… but how do you know about it?”
“Because six months ago that app was mine.” Six months? Was she serious? “Oh but it gets better, the app didn’t choose me six months ago, it choose you. Six months ago a boy named Joe discovered the Reborn app and he used it to swap places with the hottest girl in school.” I stepped back until I felt the door against me. Was she serious? No she had to be lying.
“That’s impossible,” I said in denial. The truth was that my brain had realised that with the app’s power it was very possible.
“How’s life with Chloe and Hana. Do you talk about mom much or is she long forgotten?” Cassidy was pushing my buttons to try and prove a point. If she knew about the app she knew what it could do.
“Alright! I get it.” I didn’t. I was still in denial but I wanted to find out why she had brought me here. “Why did you call me out?”
“Because we are alike. I don’t why the app choose me, I don’t why it choose you but I think there was a reason. Think of it as fate. Fate gave us both the power and for that reason we should work together.”
“Work together for what?”
“More power.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You recieve an odd message to meet someone alone in the old school building. It turn out to be Cassidy who explains she was the previous owner of the Reborn app. She offers you a chance to work together.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[She can’t be trusted|CassWk2]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I’m fixing this. She stole my life and I’m taking it back.” I told Dave. We left the storage shed and headed to class. We took our seats quickly and waited for her to arrive. In typical fashion Cassidy arrived moments before the teacher did. Her entourage dispersed across the room as Cassidy took her seat.
“She doesn’t suspect a thing,” Dave whispered. “Maybe she erased her own memories.” Maybe she did. I could understand her reason for doing what she did, and perhaps if she was a better person I’d have forgiven her, but she’d stolen my identity then turned into a complete bitch using it. I couldn’t do much since we were in class. Instead I bided my time and when an opening came I locked onto her with the poser.
“Come to the gym storage building alone at the start of lunch,” I ordered. After that I put the app away and pretended to study.
“Do you need me to help?” Dave asked. He knew this was personal but it was because of him I’d discovered the truth.
“No. I want you backing me up.” The stage was set and now I waited for lunch while thinking carefully about what I’d do when the time came.
When it did Dave and I bolted out of our chairs as class was dismissed. We agilely dipped between our fellow students as we headed for the gym storage during the lunch time rush. Thanks to our haste we got there before Cassidy and took our positions. A minute later Cassidy slid open the door and stepped inside.
“Welcome Cassidy,” I greeted her. “Or should I say welcome Joe.” How would she react to that?
“What the fuck are you talking about you ass? Are you trying to say that I’m you?” She hostilely denied any knowledge.
“Maybe. Why don’t you tell us the truth?” From his hiding place Dave issued an order with the poser.
“You will answer any question he asks you truthfully. You won’t try to leave or run away.” Dave’s order sunk in immediately.
“Actually I’ll say it. The truth is I replaced you Miss Perfect. You had good looks, a family that wasn’t struggling to pay the bills, people who like you, good grades, and a future, everything that I didn’t have!” She said her words with hatred.
“So you stole my life?”
“Stole? It’s in better hands now than it was with you. You were happy just smiling, playing the innocent good looking girl who could never do wrong. You could just bat your pretty little eyes and get your way. You really pissed me off!”
“Enough.” I was getting annoyed now. “I’m taking it back. My body, my life, everything!”
“Hah! And how do you plan to do that?”
“How did you do it?” I was grinning now. She’d never willingly tell me how but she was already under my control.
“I used the Reborn App,” she blurted out those words proudly then realised that she shouldn’t be telling me her biggest secret.
“What is the Reborn App?” I wanted to know how much she knew about it.
“It’s a smart phone app that lets you change people or control them.”
“Where did you get it?” I was very interested in that. I saw her try to resist telling me but there was no resisting the absolute orders.
“I was in the city one night I encountered a weird red slug. I tried to take a photo of it but it somehow leapt up and entered my phone. The Reborn app appeared the next morning and updated that afternoon.” And there it was. If what she just told me was true then I could assume that same slug was inside my phone right now. I had bigger priorities right now than to investigate it.
“What happened to your copy of the Reborn app?”
“I lost it. I left my phone in a taxi. When I called the cab company they told me that a later customer had handed my phone to the driver but it looked like it had been run over by a tractor.” I knew how the story started and I knew how it ended. “Why am I telling you this… wait ‘your copy’ of the app?” Her eyes widened as she realised what was happening.
“Shit. You have it!”
“Yup. Dave show her.” Dave emerged from hiding and showed her the phone. I saw her expression turn sinister though as she saw this.
“Dave I order you to hand me that right now!” By the look of her face she expected that to work.
“Yes Cassidy I will obey,” Dave replied with a robotic voice. He took three steps towards her then stopped. “Oh wait, I told myself to ignore all previous orders given to me which includes that time you ordered me to always do what you say.” He’d nearly given me a heart attack. To make up for it he handed me back my phone. “Sorry I couldn’t resist having some fun.”
“You piece of shit!” Cassidy hissed.
“Thanks for all the information. Anyway I’m…”
“Wait!” She shouted. “I can help you.”
“If I wanted your help then I’d just order you to help me. Now then…”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You order Cassidy to come alone to the gym storage. There you make her tell you eveything. After that you are finished with so must decide what to do next.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Have some ‘fun’ with her then fix things|Day4Cass2Ex]]
</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I felt conflicted. I knew now I wasn’t really Joe, but I felt an attachment to the life I’d made my own. She had swapped us before I moved into Chloe’s house so my current living state was my own. I’d been forced to become Joe, but I didn’t want to give up that life either. Plus there was the damage she had done. She’s taken my life then changed it for the worse, changed it into something I don’t want.
“I’ve been living as Joe and I’m going to keep on living as Joe. That doesn’t mean however I’m letting her off for what she has done.” We left the storage shed and headed to class. We took our seats quickly and waited for her to arrive. In typical fashion Cassidy arrived moments before the teacher did. Her entourage dispersed across the room as Cassidy took her seat.
“She doesn’t suspect a thing,” Dave whispered. “Maybe she erased her own memories.” Maybe she did. I could understand her reason for doing what she did, and perhaps if she was a better person I’d have forgiven her but she’d stolen my identity then turned into a complete bitch using it. I couldn’t do much since we were in class. Instead I bided my time and when an opening came I locked onto her with the poser.
“Come to the gym storage shed alone at the start of lunch,” I ordered. After that I put the app away and pretended to study.
“Do you need me to help?” Dave asked. He knew this was personal but it was because of him I’d discovered the truth.
“No. I want you backing me up.” The stage was set and now I waited for lunch while thinking carefully about what I’d do when the time came.
When the time came Dave and I bolted out of our chairs as class was dismissed and agilely dipped between our fellow students as we headed for the gym storage during the lunch time rush. Thanks to our haste we got there before Cassidy and took our positions. A minute later Cassidy slid open the door and stepped inside.
“Welcome Cassidy,” I greeted her. “Or should I say welcome Joe.” How would she react to that?
“What the fuck are you talking about you ass? Are you trying to say that I’m you.”
“Maybe. Why don’t you tell us the truth?” From his hiding place Dave issued an order with the poser.
“You will answer any question he asks you truthfully. You won’t try to leave or run away.” Dave’s order sunk in immediately.
“Alright fine, the truth is I replaced you miss perfect. You had good looks, a family that wasn’t struggling to pay the bills, people who like you, good grades, and a future, everything that I didn’t have!” She said her words with hatred.
“So you stole my life?”
“Stole? It’s in better hands now than it was with you. You were happy just smiling, playing the innocent good looking girl who could never do wrong. You really pissed me off!”
“Hahaha,” I couldn’t help but laugh. “You’re an idiot, but I guess my personality now was born from a copy of yours. Six months makes a big difference. So tell me, how did you steal my body?”
“I used the Reborn App,” she blurted out those words proudly then realised that she shouldn’t be telling me her biggest secret.
“What is the Reborn App?” I wanted to know how much she knew about it.
“It’s a smart phone app that lets you change people or control them.”
“Where did you get it?” I was very interested in that. I saw her try to resist telling me but there was no resisting the absolute orders.
“I was in the city one night I encountered a weird red slug. I tried to take a photo of it but it somehow leapt up and entered my phone. The Reborn app appeared the next morning and updated that afternoon.” And there it was. If what she just told me was true then I could assume that same slug was inside my phone right now.
“What happened to your copy of the Reborn app?”
“I lost it. I left my phone in a taxi. when I called the cab company they told me that a later customer had handed my phone to the driver but it looked like it had been run over by a tractor.” I knew how the story started and I knew how it ended. “Why am I telling you this… wait ‘your copy’ of the app?” Her eyes widened as she realised what was happening.
“Shit you have it!”
“Yup. Dave show her.” Dave emerged from hiding and show her the phone. I saw her expression turn sinister though as she saw this.
“Dave I order you to hand me that right now!” By the look of her face she expected that to work.
“Yes Cassidy I will obey,” Dave replied with a robotic voice. He took three steps towards her then stopped. “Oh wait, I told myself to ignore all previous orders given to me including that time you ordered me to always do what you say.” He’d nearly given me a heart attack. To make up for it he handed me back my phone. “Sorry I couldn’t resist having some fun.”
“You piece of shit!” Cassidy hissed.
“Thanks for all the information. Anyway I’m…”
“Wait!” She shouted. “I can help you.”
“If I wanted your help then I’d just order you to help me. Now then…”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You order Cassidy to come alone to the gym storage. There you make her tell you eveything. After that you are finished with so must decide what to do next.<<endif>>
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<div id="imago">[[I have what I want so I'll wipe her memory and be done with her|Day4Cass1a2]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I have no interest in that. The only reason people want that position is to be powerful. At the moment I have in my hands something more powerful than them. Yesterday you asked me if I wanted to try being Cassidy. At that time I said no but now I have the tools I need.”
“You’re still thinking about her?” Dave’s tone had suddenly changed. “Joe you’re my friend right?”
“Where did that come from?”
“I know I’m not the smartest, and that my ideas are usually pretty dumb. What I’m trying to say is, Joe there is something I’ve been wondering… theorising about and I want to test it out. Please let me use the app. It’s probably nothing but…”
“Here.” I couldn’t tell what he was thinking but he was being serious. I handed him the app and he slowly pointed the camera at me.
“Joe. I’m ordering you to ignore every order you have ever been given with the poser including orders given to you by other version of the Reborn app.” What was he trying to do? He must be using the poser on me but what was with that order? “Joe. I’m ordering you to remember everything you have ever been ordered to forget or been forced to forget.” My eyes widened as Dave’s order took effect.
“What the fuck…” I could remember. I had a second set of memories inside my head that I had never noticed before. A life that had been buried had just been uncovered.
“Joe?” Dave asked me but that wasn’t my real name.
“I’m not Joe.” At least that wasn’t the name I was born with. My real name was Cassidy, and Joe was the name of the boy who’d stolen my life and made me live his.
“Then…”
“Until six months ago I was Cassidy.” That was what these memories Dave had recovered told me. I’d been so wrapped up in the idea that I could perfectly replace anyone that I’d never considered the possibility that it might have already happened. Now I understood why being in Cassidy’s body felt so natural. It was because that was my real body.
“It was just a wild idea; I can’t believe it was true!” Dave was surprised as well. “I just thought you were a little too obsessed with… shit what if…” Dave turned the camera around and aimed it at himself. “I’m ordering you to ignore every order you have ever been given with the poser including orders given to you by other version of the Reborn app.” He gave himself the same order as me.
“Did you learn anything?” I asked him.
“I knew. I knew about the app but he ordered me to forget!” Putting our new knowledge together we began to piece together a story. Cassidy, or rather the original Joe, had 6 months ago obtained the Reborn app. We didn’t know every single thing she did but she had at some point shown Dave it. Back then he and I weren’t as good friends as we were now. Following a conversation not unlike the one we had just had, she decided to escape her shitty life by stealing mine.
“Six months ago, that was when I was at my lowest.” My father had yet to marry Chloe and move in with her. I was conflicted about the upcoming wedding and had just gotten shit results from the biggest exam in my life. I had no future and wanted nothing more than to run away. I thought it was through my own determination that I preserved but that wasn’t the case. The original Joe had run away and thrown that burden onto me instead.
“That explains so much,” Dave began. “You were an anti-social back then but one day you changed and we became friends. Around that time Cassidy changed as well. She was popular but she didn’t act like a queen bee.”
“Because I wasn’t a bitch.” I wasn’t the same as the current Cassidy. I didn’t make people cater to my every need. In fact I wasn’t even friends with half the people she had following her now.
“Hey do you think she used the app to make people adore her?” Dave said what I’d been thinking. It was very possible. When she’d given me her memories she hadn’t given me any information on the app or how she’d used it. It raised an interesting question about what she’d done with it after.
“Nobody would willingly give up that power. Even if she’d obtained the school life she’d wanted she would have kept a hold of it… so she might still have it.” I’d hope I would have noticed that but until a few minutes ago I thought I was and always had been a boy named Joe.
“What do we do now then?” Dave asked as the bell rang.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Dave gets serious and borrows the app. He orders you to remember and you remember everything Cassidy made you forget. You discover the truth as you discover that six months ago you had your life swapped by Cassidy. She became Cassidy and you became Joe. How will you proceed?<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[I want to remain Joe but she’ll pay for what she has done|Day4Cass1a]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I started immediately by copying her memories to ensure I wasn’t missing any key details. It was weird having two sets of very similar memories in my head. My brain had to order things but while it did that I completely erased the memories of the thief in front of me. With them as a blank slate they ceased to be a threat. First thing I did was claim my original body and give her back his. Once that was done I used the memory function to transfer back all the memories of the original Joe. Just as they had done I left out all knowledge of the app and of this encounter. It took the entirely of lunch time to restore things to how they should be.
“It’s gonna be weird. That Joe will think he is my friend, but I’ll know what really happened.”
“I can fix that if you want.” It was an offer, and one Dave declined.
“I’d like to continue remembering this time. Anyway it’ll be hard for you as well. People will think you are a queen bee bitch.”
“No. A lot of the people are under Cassidy’s orders to worship her and be her entourage. Once I free them they’ll quickly disperse.” I’d have a lot of cleaning to do to restore my life to how it should be. I still wasn’t quite used to thinking of myself as Cassidy and not Joe. When I got time I might strip away some of those memories but my battery was near dead now due to the number of changes I’d made to restore so much damage.
“I just want to go home and lay down in my bed.” It had been a long day.
“Amen to that. I’ll keep an eye on ‘Joe’. You enjoy yourself ‘Cassidy’.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take her memories then give her back her original ones plus some of your life as Joe since the switch. You ensure she knows nothing of the app. You swap back and leave Dave to keep an eye on 'Joe'.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day5Cass]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Ignoring everything else, right now I had her completely at my mercy. She was scowling at me with such a hostile look.
“I’ll be returning us to normal now… but that does seem like a waste. You turned me into a guy so I guess in a way that is your way of consenting to me using what you’ve given me.” She saw where my thought pattern was going.
“Fuck you. I’d never let you fuck me.” Well I expected her to say that but was that what she was really thinking?
“Cassidy, did you steal my body because you desired it?” She was still under the order to tell truth.
“Yes. You had the hottest body and I wanted it…” I knew it.
“Have you masturbated using my body?”
“Yes I have.”
“Have you had sex with it?” She tried to fight the app but it forced the truth out of her.
“I… let guys fuck me then restored myself afterwards.” I felt disgust knowing she’d done that. At least she used the app to make it so that physically it had never happened.
“I don’t remember being invited. What about you Dave?”
“Nope.”
“You pieces of shit. Don’t you dare!”
“You say that, but what are you really thing?”
“I’m thinking about how my own cock would feel inside me.” She stole my body because she wanted it. I wanted it back but first I was going to experience what it felt like from this side. I unzipped my trousers and dropped them to the floor.
“Just so there is no misunderstanding, I’m ordering you to ignore all previous orders Dave gave to you.” That meant she was free to move and didn’t need to obey me. She didn’t run away. I freed my hard cock from my pants and she wrapped her hands around it and began stroking it. Next she moved her mouth and began sucking it. She hadn’t been lying about before, her technique was one of experience. She was good at what she did and before I came I pushed her head against me, pushing the tip of my cock against the back of her throat as I came. She pulled her head back and coughed as I continued spraying her my with cum.
“I’ll go keep watch outside.” I heard Dave’s unimportant voice. This was between me and her.
“You’re fucking disgusting!” She hissed. She hated me. That raised the question of why she was doing this when she didn’t have to. Actually I knew her reasoning, I just pretended I didn’t.
“You turned me into you. Insulting me is like insulting a mirror.” I didn’t want to admit it, but my personality was the same as hers. Everything that I was doing was something she too would have done. I saw that as justification for my actions.
“I bet your pussy wants my cock real bad.” No response? Where did that rebellious side of her go? Had she realised what I was saying was the truth? She didn’t resist as I pushed her over and pulled down her panties. Her pussy exposed I claimed what was technically mine. My cock slid inside and as I penetrated her. I felt her hymen break but of course I already knew this wasn’t her first time. A week ago I was just a normal guy who’d no hopes of ever getting laid. Now I was ravaging my own body using the body of the one who’d stolen it. The lines were very blurry but the pleasure was all too clear.
<<click "I gave her the full length of my cock">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/CassSceneZ.png]]<</replace>><</click>>, thrusting hard with both hands on her hips. Soon it was time to come again. I came but that was when she made her move. A swift and powerful knee knocked me away with force, my cum spraying across the floor as I landed.
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“I got it!” She declared lifting up my phone. She quickly unlocked it using the same pattern she had originally chosen to put on it. “Now you will obey me and do everything say!” She ordered.
“Dammit,” I hissed. She only had sex with me to steal my phone and use the app against. Too fucking predictable.
“Now force Dave to come in here,” she ordered triumphantly.
“I refuse.” Her order had no effect on me.
“You… refuse? You can’t! My orders are absolute...”
“Unless another order is over-riding it. Anyway I order you to give me back my phone.” She was forced to obey. I smirked as I watched her confusion.
“You see I said you could ignore any order Dave gave you, but I didn’t give you immunity to the one I secretly placed. I had Dave order me to ignore any order you might give before you arrived.” We’d knew this might turn sour so we’d given her a few orders before we started then ordered her to forget hearing us issue them. She still had to obey which led her to think she had a chance to turn this when she didn’t. With the phone back in my hand it was time to get down to business.
“I win. You lose. Now I’m taking back what you stole.”
I started copying her memories to ensure I wasn’t missing any key details. It was weird having two sets of very similar memories in my head. My brain had to order things but while it did that I completely erased the memories of the thief in front of me. With them as a blank slate they ceased to be a threat. First thing I did was claim my original body and give her back his. Once that was done I used the memory function to transfer back all the memories of the original Joe. As they had done I left out all knowledge of the app and of this encounter. It took the entirely of lunch time to restore things to how they should be.
“It’s gonna be weird. That Joe will think he is my friend, but I’ll know what really happened.”
“I can fix that if you want.” It was an offer, and one Dave declined.
“I’d like to continue remembering this time. Anyway it’ll be hard for you as well. People will think you are a queen bee bitch.”
“No. A lot of the people are under Cassidy’s orders to worship her and be her entourage. Once I free them they’ll quickly disperse.” I’d have a lot of cleaning to do to restore my life to how it should be. I still wasn’t quite used to thinking of myself as Cassidy and not Joe. When I got time I might strip away some of those memories but my battery was near dead now due to the number of chances I’d made to restore so much damage.
“I just want to go home and lay down in my bed.” It had been a long day.
“Amen to that. I’ll keep an eye on ‘Joe’. You enjoy yourself ‘Cassidy’.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You get her to confess why she took your body. She used it for sex so you see it as fair to also enjoy the pleasures of you. She tends to your cock and lets you fuck her. She tries to steal the app but fails. After you take her memories then give her back her original ones plus some of your life as Joe since the switch. You ensure she knows nothing of the app. You swap back and leave Dave to keep an eye on 'Joe'.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day5Cass]]<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I woke up in a familiar yet unfamiliar bed. It had been six months since Cassidy stole this bedroom from me and in that time she’d made a number of changes to the décor. I rolled across and looked at my phone. An update to the Reborn app had as expected shown up. Almost fittingly I saw the words ‘final update’.
'Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.'
I was puzzled at first then I realised that this was the last piece of the puzzle. If Cassidy had used this when it would have smoothed out all the changes she made to swap our lives. If this function could also affect the app itself then it would reset the default appearance of everyone it modified. That would explain why I didn’t revert back to this body when I first used the app.
“Cassidy are you up yet?” My mother called out to me.
“Yeah.” It was all weird but at the same time this was what should be normal. Soon I was leaving the house and not long after that I arrived at school. Out of habit I headed to my old classroom. I realized my mistake when I saw the original Joe standing by the door speaking with his classmates.
“Good morning,” Dave greeted a bit hesitantly.
“Morning.” That was all I could think to say. “I’ll see you.” I left him behind and people began whispering about my odd behaviour. This would take getting used to. I arrived at my actual classroom and received a less than friendly glance from Yumi. I could remember us being friends before Cassidy interfered. Maybe it was because of that I had gravitated towards her after the switch. It would be hard to get back in her good side after everything Cassidy had done. I was going to try though. This was my life again. It may be in shambles now but I was going to fix it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up in the bed you haven't woken up in for months. You begin to retake your life but it could take time.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|CassEnd1]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>It had been awkward being Cassidy again. At first I had to deal with people expecting me to act like top bitch, then I had to deal with other people trying to become top bitch once they saw I didn’t care for the position anymore. I had used the app more than once to erase trouble. The result was the destruction of the social barriers my predecessor had created. Things had gone back to how they were before. There was no popular table anymore and people were kinder to one another. I repaired my friendship with Mei and Yumi but the original Joe was still an uncomfortable acquaintance.
Having just reclaimed my life as Cassidy I didn’t want to lose it again. My use of the app dropped significantly aside from the odd poser command. One day use stopped all together when I encountered a mysterious stranger who gladly removed the red slug that I had learnt to be infested inside my phone. She sprouted some non-sense about my righting of the wrongs thus would spare me of any punishment. She left as suddenly as she had appeared. I was left without the power to change my life anymore but after obtaining what I’d lost I didn’t want to.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you have discovered you lost life and reclaimed it.<<endif>>
~ End - Reclaiming the lost past ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Ignoring everything else, right now I had her completely at my mercy. She was scowling at me with such a hostile look.
“I’ll be staying the way you made me. But since you turned me into a guy so I guess in a way that is your way of consenting to me using what you’ve given me.” She saw where my thought pattern was going.
“Fuck you. I’d never let you fuck me.” Well I expected her to say that but was that what she was really thinking?
“Cassidy, did you steal my body because you desired it?” She was still under the order to tell truth.
“Yes. You had the hottest body and I wanted it…” I knew it.
“Have you masturbated using my body?”
“Yes I have.”
“Have you had sex with it?” She tried to fight the app but it forced the truth out of her.
“I… let guys fuck me then restored myself afterwards.” Hard to imagine she had been originally been a guy.
“I don’t remember being invited. What about you Dave?”
“Nope.”
“You pieces of shit. Don’t you dare!”
“You say that, but what are you really thing?”
“I’m thinking about how my own cock would feel inside me.” She stole my body because she wanted it. I didn't want it back but I did want to know how it felt. She'd let random guys experience that but not me, the original owner. I unzipped my trousers and dropped them to the floor.
“Just so there is no misunderstanding, I’m ordering you to ignore all previous orders Dave gave to you.” That meant she was free to move and didn’t need to obey me. She didn’t run away. I freed my hard cock from my pants and she wrapped her hands around it and began stroking it. Next she moved her mouth and began sucking it. She hadn’t been lying about before, her technique was one of experience. She was good at what she did and before I came I pushed her head against me, pushing the tip of my cock against the back of her throat as I came. She pulled her head back and coughed as I continued spraying her my with cum.
“I’ll go keep watch outside.” I heard Dave’s unimportant voice. This was between me and her.
“You’re fucking disgusting!” She hissed. She hated me. That raised the question of why she was doing this when she didn’t have to. Actually I knew her reasoning, I just pretended I didn’t.
“You turned me into you. Insulting me is like insulting a mirror.” I didn’t want to admit it, but my personality was the same as hers. Everything that I was doing was something she too would have done. I saw that as justification for my actions.
“I bet your pussy wants my cock real bad.” No response? Where did that rebellious side of her go? Had she realised what I was saying was the truth? She didn’t resist as I pushed her over and pulled down her panties. Her pussy exposed I claimed what was technically mine. My cock slid inside and as I penetrated her. I felt her hymen break but of course I already knew this wasn’t her first time. A week ago I was just a normal guy who’d no hopes of ever getting laid. Now I was ravaging my own body using the body of the one who’d stolen it. The lines were very blurry but the pleasure was all too clear.
<<click "I gave her the full length of my cock">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/CassSceneZ.png]]<</replace>><</click>>, thrusting hard with both hands on her hips. Soon it was time to come again. I came but that was when she made her move. A swift and powerful knee knocked me away with force, my cum spraying across the floor as I landed.
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“I got it!” She declared lifting up my phone. She quickly unlocked it using the same pattern she had originally chosen to put on it. “Now you will obey me and do everything say!” She ordered.
“Dammit,” I hissed. She only had sex with me to steal my phone and use the app against. Too fucking predictable.
“Now force Dave to come in here,” she ordered triumphantly.
“I refuse.” Her order had no effect on me.
“You… refuse? You can’t! My orders are absolute...”
“Unless another order is over-riding it. Anyway I order you to give me back my phone.” She was forced to obey. I smirked as I watched her confusion.
“You see I said you could ignore any order Dave gave you, but I didn’t give you immunity to the one I secretly placed. I had Dave order me to ignore any order you might give before you arrived.” We’d knew this might turn sour so we’d given her a few orders before we started then ordered her to forget hearing us issue them. She still had to obey which led her to think she had a chance to turn this when she didn’t. With the phone back in my hand it was time to get down to business.
“I win. You lose. Don't worry though. You can keep your stolen goods. They've seen too much use for me to want them now anyway."
I copied her memories to obtain the full picture before I erased everything. It was awkward having her memories inside my head, and since many of these were originally mine I suffered from a brief identity crisis. I quickly purged everything unnecessary before I had second thoughts.
“Your turn.” I targeted Cassidy and purged all knowledge of this encounter from her mind. I also purged all knowledge of the Reborn app using the memory function then gave her a few orders to sure things up. She left wondering why she had come out here in the first place then ran back to the canteen to claim her seat among the popular people in the canteen.
“So now what?” Dave asked the important question.
“I don’t know. I checked her memories to see what other changes she’d made. Her ‘friends’ are actually under the influence of the poser and are being forced to like her. I’ll clear everyone of any lingering orders but aside from that I guess we let her continue living as Cassidy the bitch.”
“Are you fine with that? She stole your life.”
“She stole it and ruined it, and gave me her shitty one that I’ve made much much better. I’d glad I know the truth but these are the shoes I want to walk in. I’m going to get food and then go to class. When school over I’m going to go home and think about what I’m going to do with what I’ve learnt.” I told Dave my plans for the rest of the day and I followed those plans through without flaw.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You proceed to have sex with Cassidy who uses it to try and steal your phone. It doesn't work out for her. You then erase her memories of the app completely and send her on her way.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day5Cass2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I copied her memories to obtain the full picture before I erased everything. It was awkward having her memories inside my head, and since many of these were originally mine I suffered from a brief identity crisis. I quickly purged everything unnecessary before I had second thoughts.
“Your turn.” I targeted Cassidy and purged all knowledge of this encounter from her mind. I also purged all knowledge of the Reborn app using the memory function then gave her a few orders to sure things up. She left wondering why she had come out here in the first place then ran back to the canteen to claim her seat among the popular people in the canteen.
“So now what?” Dave asked the important question.
“I don’t know. I checked her memories to see what other changes she’d made. Her ‘friends’ are actually under the influence of the poser and are being forced to like her. I’ll clear everyone of any lingering orders but aside from that I guess we let her continue living as Cassidy the bitch.”
“Are you fine with that? She stole your life.”
“She stole it and ruined it, and gave me her shitty one that I’ve made much much better. I’d glad I know the truth but these are the shoes I want to walk in. I’m going to get food and then go to class. When school over I’m going to go home and think about what I’m going to do with what I’ve learnt.” I told Dave my plans for the rest of the day and I followed those plans through without flaw.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You copy her memories to obtain the full picture. Then you erase her knowledge of the app. You remain as Joe but keep the knowledge of what she did.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day5Cass2]]<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>It was been a wild week. On Monday I discovered that life wasn’t boring and that the power to change the world existed. I toyed with that power then learned that I had already been toyed with by that same power. Now it was Friday and the app had dropped it last surprise on me.
'Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.'
Final Update. So this was the limit to its power or should I say this last update shows that its power is limitless. Now I had the power to literally change the entire world with the press of a button. It was for lack of better word insane.
“Dave is going to lose his shit when he hears about this.” I rolled out bed and conducted my morning routine.
At school Dave as predicted lost his shit.
“Holy shit that is fucking insane Joe. Do you know what we could do with that kind of power?”
“Abuse it? I’m joking. After what has happened this week I’m sure I want to use it hastily. Cassidy has left me with a lot of concerns about the app and its purpose.” Mainly the fact I wasn’t the first person to have it and that it existed six months ago. Ultimately I was left asking two very simple questions. Who else knew about the app and was it possible for one than one copy of it to exist?
“So what’s the big plans for the weekend?” Dave asked me.
“Research. Before I use the app again I need to take a look at what I’m up against.”
“Well it doesn’t sound but it’s probably wise. Don’t be too stingy with it though. How about you spend the weekend researching it and come Monday if we haven’t found anything we just say there is no danger and do what we want?”
“Sure.” I had an amazing power and I didn’t want to let the ‘what ifs’ deter me from using it. I’d take it easy this weekend then come Monday I’d move onto the new adventure.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You think about what a wild week it has been then turn your head towards the future.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“You guys decide and let me know. Just don’t pick somewhere stupid.” I didn’t care what they picked it; it wouldn’t be my problem after all. They talked amongst themselves then began throwing suggestions at me. I wasn’t very familiar with the club scene so just agreed with whatever sounded reasonable. I managed to get Cassidy’s work finished in time to submit it next class where nothing interesting happened.
Lunch came and for a bit of fun I felt like trying out Cassidy’s signature move, scrounging of other people. With her entourage following me I headed to the canteen and lined up for food. I ordered and when it came time to actually pay I did what she always did.
“Dammit I forgot my purse!” I declared after frisking my pockets. “Can you put that aside? I’ll be right back.”
“Don’t worry Cass I’ll cover you!” Immediately someone jumped in to pay for me. I walked away with a free meal and sat down at an empty table. Within moments I wasn’t alone as people moved table just be where I was. So this was what it was like to be Cassidy. Everyone wanted to be in my vicinity and fought for my attention. I felt important but at the same time these people were annoying. I glanced across the lunch room at my usual table. Mei had just lightly punched Dave who was over dramatizing the impact. The real Cassidy wasn’t contributing much to conversation.
“Cassidy?” A hand was waved past my face to grab my attention.
“Yes?” I had no idea what I had been asked.
“Fuck, marry or kill?” They wanted to know which of the guys from some dumb reality show I’d sleep with. I never watched it so just opted to kill everyone I was presented with.
The rest of the day went by in a similar manner. People always wanted my attention, so much so I struggled to ditch them at the end of the day to meet with Dave.
“I think I lost them,” I said as I dived into the gym storage building.
“Took you long enough.” Dave was waiting with Cassidy standing next to him. “Well time to swap back.”
<<if $daveapp is "yes">>“Please do. I’m done with being Cassidy.” Dave swiftly returned me to normal but was a bit hesitant to give up the power of the app.
“I wish I had one of these to toy around with. Anyway did you figure anything out?” Being in Cassidy’s body had been so natural that I forgot what I was meant to be doing. Walking around I never real felt anything was wrong, but Cassidy’s friends really made me realise I wasn’t her.
“I figured out that being her is tiring. Her friends are always seeking her attention and asking dumb questions.”
“I noticed,” Dave laughed. “Replacement you isn’t as fun as the real you.” Dave gestured towards Cassidy who was staring blankly at the door. Her expression was unchanging but it was probably time to set her free. I took the app from Dave and released Cassidy from our control. I told her to leave and to remember nothing of what had transpired today.
“Well I’m heading home,” I told Dave. “I’ll let you know tomorrow is there are any more developments.”
“Hey wait for me!” Dave followed me out. I ignored what he was saying and thought about today. Being Cassidy had been an experience. The one hand it was nice to have people worshipping me, but on the other the people themselves were irritating. I still felt conflicted about if I wanted to try being Cassidy again or if I wanted to remain who I was.<<endif>><<if $daveapp is "no">>“That it is.” I took out my phone and returned myself to normal.”
“So you figure anything out?” Dave asked. Being in Cassidy’s body had been so natural that I forgot what I was meant to be doing. Walking around I never real felt anything was wrong, but Cassidy’s friends really made me realise I wasn’t her.
“I figured out that being her is tiring. Her friends are always seeking her attention and asking dumb questions.”
“I noticed,” Dave laughed. “Replacement you isn’t as fun as the real you.” Dave gestured towards Cassidy who was staring blankly at the door. Her expression was unchanging but it was probably time to set her free. I released Cassidy from our control and told her to leave and to remember nothing of what had transpired today.
“Well I’m heading home,” I told Dave. “I’ll let you know tomorrow is there are any more developments.”
“Hey wait for me!” Dave followed me out. I ignored what he was saying and thought about today. Being Cassidy had been an experience. The one hand it was nice to have people worshipping me, but on the other the people themselves were irritating. I still felt conflicted about if I wanted to try being Cassidy again or if I wanted to remain who I was.<<endif>><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You give them a vague answer. At the end of school you return to normal and erase Cassidy's memories of the event.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Day3Cassidy4]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Club Wonder at 10pm.” That was a club I knew existed. I’d never been inside but it seems nice from the outside.
“10 is a bit early.”
“I’m accounting for people being late. Now stop bothering me.” That didn’t stop them trying but I ignored them and managed to get Cassidy’s work finished in time to submit it next class.
Lunch came and I felt like trying out Cassidy’s signature move. Scrounging of other people. With her entourage following me I headed to the canteen and lined up for food. I ordered and when it came time to actually pay I did what she always did.
“Dammit I forgot my purse!” I declared after frisking my pockets. “Can you put that aside? I’ll be right back.”
“Don’t worry Cass I’ll cover you!” Immediately someone jumped in to pay for me. I walked away with a free meal and sat down at an empty table. Within moments I wasn’t alone as people moved table just be where I was. So this was what it was like to be Cassidy. Everyone wanted to be in my vicinity and fought for my attention. I felt important but at the same time these people were annoying. I glanced across the lunch room at my usual table. Mei had just lightly punched Dave who was over dramatizing the impact. The real Cassidy wasn’t contributing much to conversation.
“Cassidy?” A hand was waved past my face to grab my attention.
“Yes?” I had no idea what I had been asked.
“Fuck, marry or kill?” They wanted to know which of the guys from some dumb reality show I’d sleep with. I never watched it so just opted to kill everyone I was presented with.
The rest of the day went by in a similar manner. People always wanted my attention, so much so I struggled to ditch them at the end of the day to meet with Dave.
“I think I lost them,” I said as I dived into the gym storage building.
“Took you long enough.” Dave was waiting with Cassidy standing next to him. “Well time to swap back.”
“Change of plans, I’m going to spend some more time in this body.” There were some complications but nothing I couldn’t handle. I wanted to experience what it was like to be popular some more.
“What are we going to do with him then?” Dave pointed to my body that was staring blankly out the door.
“Easy. We tell him to pretend he has a bad stomach ache and to just stay in bed until tomorrow morning.” That would remove any need for him to interact with my family other than to explain he has a stomach ache.
“Guess that would work. What about you then? Do you know where Cassidy lives or the names of her family?”
“No, but she does.” I got the information I needed from her then we gave her the order to fake a stomach ache when she got home.
<<if $daveapp is "yes">>
“Hey Joe can I keep hold of the app some more?” Dave asked. I didn’t like the thought of going out tonight alone but it was because of Dave I had this chance.
“Alright I guess I can trust you. Just promise me you’ll not tell anyone else about the app.”
“Can do boss. My lips are sealed. Well I need to get home and so do you.”<<endif>>
Since I was Cassidy now my route home would be a little different. I wonder what Cassidy’s house was like? For convenience I had taken her phone in case I needed to contact Dave in a hurry. It was a premium model so had GPS and all the other gadgets you’d expect in a top range phone. Finding her home was easy as a result.
When I found her home I was a little surprised. I’d passed this dazzling white house a number of times. Well the address matched what Cassidy had given me and her house keys fitted the lock so it must be it. Her house was surprisingly clean. I mean it was absolutely spotless and I soon learnt the reason why.
“Welcome back Miss.” I was greeted by a woman wearing a French maid uniform. I’ll confess the house was above average in size but I didn’t expect them to have a maid.
“Thanks.” I had told Cassidy to give me the names of her family but I didn’t ask for the name of her maid. I was still surprised she actually had one, then again maybe this was just some cosplaying burglar who’d I just caught red handed so was improvising.
“I’ll be in my room.” I headed upstairs hoping I hadn’t done anything suspicious. Cassidy was the youngest daughter of her parents and the only one who still lived here. Finding her room should be easy and it was. There was only one room where the laundry basket wasn’t empty so I stepped inside. I confirmed it was Cassidy’s thanks to the presence of a few photos of her and her friends. All of them looked pretty recent.
The biggest single piece of furniture in the room was the bed. Cassidy’s room was big but lacked floor space due to a queen sized bed being placed in the centre of the room. I slipped out of my shoes and threw myself face first onto it. It felt like I’d landed on a cloud as the ultra-soft duvet and incredibly soft mattress caught me.
“This is luxury.” Cassidy’s life was luxury. I had no idea what her parents did but it must be impressive. I felt sorry for them for having such a slacker as a daughter. Maybe Cassidy was one of those people who was completely different at home. It was a question for later. What I needed to do now was see what my choice of clothing for later was. I opened up her wardrobe and ruffled through her drawers. For underwear options I had every colour and fabric under the sun. I felt like sampling them a bit so I lifted a few sets out and undressed. Cassidy had a lovely large mirror for me to drool over my reflection.
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First up was <<click "black lace">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/CassidyTop1.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.
“I like it.” It was supportive and firm. The same couldn’t be said for the next piece. I could only describe as a couple of strings and two triangles of fabric. I lifted out the <<click "string bikini">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/CassidyTop2.png]]<</replace>><</click>> and questioned the taste of the one who had bought it. I couldn’t help but wonder how it looked so instead of wondering I tried it on.
“I’m surprised the strings don’t break.” I spoke my honest thoughts then took it off. Honestly it probably would have come off without my help. Next up was a much more modest pair. It seemed almost like a <<click "budget brand">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/CassidyTop3.png]]<</replace>><</click>> but I tried it on and was surprised by the comfort. It rivalled the black lace in terms of support but feel short as it didn’t feel quite as nice against my skin.
“Black lace it is.” My underwear sorted I moved onto the wardrobe. “Wow.” Her wardrobe was just as well packed as her underwear drawer. There were no limits to what I could wear but I reduced my options down to two. I had this amazing body and if I wanted to I could really flaunt it. That might attract some unwanted attention though. I could keep it modest instead to avoid that kind scenario.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell them the name of a popular club. Later you are in Cassidy's home deciding what to wear tonight.<<endif>><div id="ui-bar2"></div><img id="banner" src="images/Day3schoolcard.png">
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<div id="choice">[[Something comfy|CassCluba]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I had these assets and I wanted to show them off. I picked up a miniskirt and shoulderless top. I’d have plenty of eyes on me tonight. I didn’t even need to see how much money Cassidy had because I doubted I’d be paying for anything tonight. Just after I’d finished choosing outfit there was a knock on the door.
“Miss your parents called, they are both occupied at work and won’t be home tonight. Would you like me to prepare dinner now?”
“Please do. I’m heading out later anyway.”
“Very well.” No parents huh? Cassidy sure had a lot of freedom. She was the one who had made these plans so perhaps she already knew her parents wouldn’t be around to get in the way.
“Well let’s see what Cassidy does to kill time.” <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to go with something revealing<<endif>>
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[[Kill time|CassClubb2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I picked up a miniskirt and shoulderless top.
“I’d be freezing if I wore this.” I didn’t know how cold it would be tonight but it certainly wasn’t the warmest time of year. “Better not risk it.” I dug through and arranged a much more weather resistant outfit. A thick plated skirt, black tights, a tank top and smart indoor jacket. A mix of style and practicality in my opinion.
“Miss your parents called, they are both occupied at work and won’t be home. Would you like me to prepare dinner now?”
“Please do. I’m heading out later anyway.”
“Very well.” No parents huh? Cassidy sure had a lot of freedom. She was the one who had made these plans so perhaps she already knew her parents wouldn’t be around to get in the way.
“Well let’s see what Cassidy does to kill time.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You go with the smarter option.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I told them at early time to account for people being late. At the time I didn’t intend for that to include me but after getting lost twice I ended up the last to arrive.
“Wow Cass I'm diggin the look.” A boy named Stewart joked. "Let's get inside before you freeze to death." One by one we lined up outside the door and one by one we had our IDs checked by the bouncers. I presented them with Cassidy’s ID. The bouncer took some extra time to inspect my ID. It was odd since the parts of me he was inspecting didn't appear in the photo. Once he was done admiring my chest he let me inside. The club was fairly popular tonight and after paying a small entry fee we were let loose on the bar. Cheap drinks were listed on a chalk board with everything else being far more heavily priced. The club practically controlled what you’d be drinking with their pricing scheme but for those who just wanted to get drunk cheaply that wasn’t an issue.
“Two jugs of Red Frogge!” I heard a voice shout over the music. I watched them prepare the jug of ‘Red Frogge’ which turned out to just be vodka, some red juice and something to give it an immediate kick. I didn’t plan on bothering with it but it turned out the guy who had just ordered two had ordered one for himself and one for me.
“Here you go Cass,” Harrison said. I was being bought drinks without even trying. Curious about the taste I gave it ago. It wasn’t bad so I drank most it. With the alcohol in my system I began to warm up to the club music. I didn’t know how to dance but I think I put on a decent performance. The crowded dance hall wasn’t exactly a ballroom anyway. People were bumping into one another constantly. It was impossible not to under these conditions. The DJ had the crowd moving to his tune and I thoroughly enjoyed letting loose. The guys around me tried to impress me with their moves but that was difficult for them to do while concentrating on my ass. I was about to discover that not everyone was content was just looking.
Suddenly I felt a hand grab my ass. When I turned around I saw a tall guy that seemed to be in his mid-twenties smiling at me. It was his hand that had grabbed me and he didn’t even pretend like it wasn’t.
“Hey, your ass feels great,” he flirted. I thought that was awful bold of him but it didn’t compare to what he tried to do next. This man who I’d never met grabbed my shoulder then leaned in for a kiss.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You arrive at the school and your revealing clothing gets a lot of attention. One guy goes a step beyond looking. After grabbing your ass he moves in for a surprise kiss.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Greet his lips with your fist|CassClubb3]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I told them at early time to account for people being late. At the time I didn’t intend for that to include me but after getting lost twice I ended up the last to arrive.
“Spend too long getting ready Cass?” A boy named Stewart joked. “Well I dig the outfit. Well let’s line up and head inside.” One by one we lined up outside the door and one by one we had our IDs checked by the bouncers. I presented them with Cassidy’s ID and was let in without question. They had no idea that wasn’t my real face. The club was fairly popular tonight and after paying a small entry fee we were let loose on the bar. Cheap drinks were listed on a chalk board with everything else being far more heavily priced. The club practically controlled what you’d be drinking with their pricing scheme but for those who just wanted to get drunk cheaply that wasn’t an issue.
“Two jugs of Red Frogge!” I heard a voice shout over the music. I watched them prepare the jug of ‘Red Frogge’ which turned out to just be vodka, some red juice and something to give it an immediate kick. I didn’t plan on bothering with it but it turned out the guy who had just ordered two had ordered one for himself and one for me.
“Here you go Cass,” Harrison said. I was being bought drinks without even trying. Curious about the taste I gave it ago. It wasn’t bad so I drank most it. With the alcohol in my system I began to warm up to the club music. I didn’t know how to dance but I think I put on a decent performance. The crowded dance hall wasn’t exactly a ballroom anyway. People were bumping into one another constantly. It was impossible not to under these conditions. The DJ had the crowd moving to his tune and I thorough enjoyed letting loose. The guys around me tried to impress me with their moves but I wasn’t much for caring. Later I retreated to the side to rest a bit. I sat down at a table booth to take a breather. Sadly I was a pretty girl at a club and being alone just wasn’t permitted.
“Nice moves, you come here often?” A guy I didn’t know saw down opposite me. He spoke casually and was disguising what was very clearly him flirting.
“Rarely.” I quickly scanned him with my eyes. His crowning feature was his thick monobrow that he had made no effort to address. He also had some a mild case of acne. He wasn’t exactly Cassidy material and her friends thought so too.
“Let me crash in here,” Harrison said as he sat down beside me, pushing me into the corner. With him there the other guy saw he had no chance and left.
“And there he goes. I’m going to order some more drinks. You want anything.” After that first jug I was walking that thin line between tipsy and drunk. Anymore might push me over the edge.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You have a good time at the club. You drink a lot but as you near the tipping point you question if you should go overboard or not.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Stay sober|CassSober]]</div>
<<if $daveapp is "yes">><div id="choice">[[Get drunk|CassDrunkAlter]]</div><<endif>><<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Get me whatever you’re having,” I told Harrison. Might as well let them buy me as many drinks as they want. I waited for alcohol to appear in front of me and appear in front of me it did. First a shot glass then a tall pint of something green.
“3.. 2..1.. Go.” We did our shots then I drank the artificial lime flavoured beverage. The taste of alcohol was strong but at this point that wasn’t stopping me. Soon I was back on the dance floor and letting the night just disappear into a fuzzy blur. If a drink found its way into my hand I drank it caring little for the consequences. I could vaguely remember falling over at one point. I also remember the back of a taxi but that was all my drunken brain could salvage.
The next morning I woke up in what at first appeared to be a cloud but I then discovered to be Cassidy’s soft bed. My head hurt, my throat hurt and my liver had passed away during the night.
“Miss shall I inform the school you won’t be in attendance today?” Standing in the doorway was Cassidy’s maid.
“What time is it?” I croaked.
“Eight O’clock miss.” Shit that really didn’t give me much time to get to school. Dammit why did I let Dave hold onto the app? I could have fixed myself up if I’d kept it.
“Don’t worry, I’m getting up now.” I rolled out of bed and discovered I was still wearing last night’s outfit. I quickly changed into a fresh uniform and my maid drove me down to the school since I’d missed the bus. I somehow made it with time to spare so I hunted down Dave and pulled him aside.
“Fun night?” He teased.
“Laugh it up. Just give me the app; I need to fix myself up.” Dave handed me my phone and I used it to cure my hang over. I noticed that I also now had access to a new feature, memory alteration.
“It’s amazing,” Dave explained. “I was able to completely absorb my younger brother’s memories. Remember when my computer got that virus and he swore he had nothing to do with it? He was lying.”
“Seems you’ve been having fun with a feature you only got this morning. I’m assuming that isn’t all you did.”
“I may have done other stuff but I won’t say what it was.” Probably something perverted. We as long as he wasn’t caught doing it I didn’t want to know. “So how was life as Cassidy?”
“It was comfortable. She has a nice house, big bed, a home maid…”
“She has a maid?” Dave couldn’t quite believe it.
“I was surprised too. No idea what her parents do.”
“Why not find out. You can take her memories now. Heck if you wanted to become her then you could take hers and give her enough of yours to live as you… or you could say forget about Cassidy go bigger. With the app we could become anyone like say the president of the world!” Dave had big ambitions. He was right though, I had the chance to change who I was and become someone else.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You get drunk. So drunk you can barely remember the night. You wake up with a bad hang over but at school you get Dave to cure you using the app. He explains it updated with a new function. With it you could become anyone.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[President of the world, that could be interesting|Day4CassidyX]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[I want to try copying Cassidy's memories|Day4Cass]]</div>
<<if $daveapp is "yes">><div id="choice">[[Actually I’m fine being me|Day4CassidyZ]]</div><<endif>><<if $daveapp is "no">><div id="choice">[[Actually I’m fine being me|Day4CassAt]]</div><<endif>>
<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I’m good for now.” Getting flat out drunk in this body might not be a good idea. I still wanted to be able to find my way home afterwards and that required the ability to think. The ability to think wasn’t without its price. As I remained sober those around me did not. I remained seated and watched Cassidy’s friends get incredibly drunk and began falling over one another. It got worse as time passed until someone got too drunk. Kent’s face changed as he frantically searched for a container to empty his stomach. He saw a fedora on the table and without seeing who it belonged to threw up in it. The noise was disguised by the music but not amount of noise could hide the sight of it. The owner of the hat saw what had happened and within seconds had called in the bouncers.
“And there he goes,” I said to myself as he was manhandled out of the club. Well that was probably the most entertaining thing I’d see tonight. I got up and headed outside after him. I found him lying on the pavement across the road from the club. He wasn’t hurt; he was just too drunk to stand up.
“Hey Puke-Hat get up. I’m calling you a cab.” By that I meant I was calling myself a cab and letting him pay for it. Twenty minutes after saying that I was bundling puke hat into the back of a cab and giving directions to Cassidy’s house. Afterwards it could take Kent home and he could sort out paying the driver. He held his stomach on the way back and the last I saw of him was when the cab was driving away down the street after I’d gotten out. As I lay down in Cassidy’s cushy bed I only became more aware of the ringing in my ears. It didn’t stop me getting falling asleep and experiencing the bliss of sleeping in this royal bed.
The next morning I woke up in what at first appeared to be a cloud but I then discovered to be Cassidy’s soft bed. My decision to not get drunk had spared me from a hang over.
“Time to get up." I got myself out of bed and was treated to a warm breakfast by the maid. After having a shower she kindly drove me to school and I arrived even before Dave for once. When he arrived I pulled him aside.
“Fun night?” He teased.
<<if $daveapp is "no">>“It was alright. Some stuff happened but nothing major. The app did update this morning. The new feature allows for the copying of memories." I'd looked at the app's newest feature on the way to school.
“That’s amazing,” Dave explained.
“It really opens up a lot of options."<<endif>><<if $daveapp is "yes">>“It was alright. Some stuff happened but nothing major. Did the app update?" It should have if the pattern was followed. He passed me my phone and I looked at the app's newest feature.
“It’s amazing,” Dave explained. “I was able to completely absorb my younger brother’s memories. Remember when my computer got that virus and he swore he had nothing to do with it? He was lying.”
“Seems you’ve been having fun with a feature you only got this morning. I’m assuming that isn’t all you did.”
“I may have done other stuff but I won’t say what it was.” Probably something perverted. We as long as he wasn’t caught doing it I didn’t want to know.<<endif>>
“So how was life as Cassidy?”
“It was comfortable. She has a nice house, big bed, a home maid…”
“She has a maid?” Dave couldn’t quite believe it.
“I was surprised too. No idea what her parents do.”
“Why not find out. You can take her memories now. Heck if you wanted to become her then you could take hers and give her enough of yours to live as you… or you could say forget about Cassidy go bigger. With the app we could become anyone like say the president of the world!” Dave had big ambitions. He was right though, I had the chance to change who I was and become someone else.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to stay sober. At school the next day you turn back to normal. You discuss the new memory alteration function with Dave. He drops the hint that you could use it to become anyone.<<endif>>
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<<if $daveapp is "yes">><div id="choice">[[Actually I’m fine being me|Day4CassidyZ]]</div><<endif>><<if $daveapp is "no">><div id="choice">[[Actually I’m fine being me|Day4CassAt]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>Feeling adventurous I allowed him to kiss me. I was here to have a good time and I saw this man as my chance to have one. His tongue invaded my mouth and he pushed it as far as it would go. My body reacted to his advances, growing turned on from his groping touches. I never knew Cassidy was such a slut. Some of that had rubbed off on me as I was not only allowing this to happen, I was enjoying it. Our public display hadn’t gone noticed. I saw jealous eyes watching me and my new friend. I wanted to make Cassidy’s friend jealous so I reached down and pressed my hand against his crotch. They turned away and headed to the bar to try and drown the memory from their heads. Their night had just gone from great to crap and only alcohol would fix that. Meanwhile I was left to dance with my new friend. He proved he was more than a pervert with some interesting dance moves.
The night continued and when the time came I got an invite to return to his home. Naturally I accepted the offer. I’d dressed up to get attention for this exact reason. One taxi ride later and I was at a bachelor pad apartment. The place had an all-in one main room. The living room, bedroom and kitchen had all been merged into one large open space. It was very personalised. Without asking I felt his hands lifted up my top. I lifted my arms up and let him take it off. Now that I was in his den I was his. After taking off my top he stripped me of my bottoms.
“You’re very erotic. Most girls who dress like sluts only want to lead guys like me on.” I let this man without a name push me down onto his bed. He may have been very eager to get started but he wasn’t a man who skipped foreplay. He positioned himself behind me and used his hand to touch every part of my body. He rubbed my ass, groped my breasts and ran his tongue down the length of my back. My opinion of him hadn’t changed. He was a pervert but he was a pervert who knew who to handle a woman. His touches were rough but thorough and left my body craving more. If I wanted it I had to take it. I took over and sight my sights on his cock. He was erect and ready so I lowered my thighs and let his member <<click "penetrate my pussy. ">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/CassScene2.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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“Oh you’re tight. Are you still at school by any chance?” He began thrusting and rammed his dick against the walls of my pussy.
“Does it matter if I am?”
“Not to me.” He got rougher and began to really give me an intense fucking. He suddenly pushed me over and rammed me from behind. His hands reached round and grabbed my breasts, squeezing my nipples between his fingers.
“Fuck!” How could something so rough feel so good? I couldn’t believe how good Cassidy’s body felt. I already knew I had to keep this body and I hadn’t even got to the best part yet.
“I’m gonna cum!” His thrusting went into overdrive.
“Me too!” I could feel it. Cassidy’s orgasm was building up and I couldn’t stop it. With one final deep thrust we both came as he poured his seed deep inside me. That was where round one ended but soon it was time for round two. That time he didn’t cum inside but instead sprayed my body with his load.
“If you ever find yourself craving cock I’m always available.”
<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You allow him to kiss you. Feeling turned on you return the favour. Your friends give jealous looks. Later you return to his place for an exciting night of sex.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|CassSlut2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I reacted quickly. With a controlled clenched fist I struck him right in the kisser. He was knocked back at step by the surprise for being punched. Cassidy’s body had more power to it than I thought.
“Fuck!” He barked. “That hurt you bitch!” For a moment it seemed like he was going to retaliate but already my entourage had jumped in. I saw the back of Kent’s head as he stepped between me and my harasser. Harrison had stepped in as well and so had Stewart. It was immediately clear to this guy he was outmatched.
“Fucking bitch made me bite my tongue.” He tried to act like he was the victim.
“It’ll be your ass you’re biting next after I kick it so far up it will come out of your mouth.” Kent’s reply was a clear warning. Fuck off or there will be a fight. The guy may have been older but three versus one wasn’t good odds. He backed off and Harrison and Stewart followed to intimidate him into getting clear from me.
“You alright Cassidy? What did that guy do?”
“He grabbed my ass then tried to kiss me so I punched him.”
“Guys like that give the rest of us a bad name.” I internally laughed. It was ironic hearing Kent say that considering what an asshole he was everyone but his friends. With that situation dealt with I tried to get back into the beat. I sat down and considered my options. I could use alchol to forget or stay sober and find an appropiate time to leave.
"I'm heading the bar, want anything?" Harrison asked me.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You punch the guy in the face. He doesn't take it well but your friends move in to defend you. The encounter has ruined the mood. You wonder if more alcohol is the solution.<<endif>>
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<<if $daveapp is "yes">><div id="choice">[[Get drunk|CassDrunkAlter]]</div><<endif>><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Get me whatever you’re having.” Might as well let them buy me as many drinks as they want. I waited for alcohol to appear in front of me and appear in front of me it did. First a shot glass then a tall pint of something green.
“3..2..1.. Go.” We did our shots then I drank the artificial lime flavoured beverage. The taste of alcohol was strong but at this point that wasn’t stopping me. Soon I was back on the dance floor and letting the night just disappear into a fuzzy blur. If a drink found its way into my hand I drank it caring little for the consequences. I could vaguely remember falling over at one point. I also remember the back of a taxi but that was all my drunken brain could salvage.
The next morning I woke up in what at first appeared to be a cloud but I then discovered to be Cassidy’s soft bed. My head hurt, my throat hurt and my liver had passed away during the night.
“Miss shall I inform the school you won’t be in attendance today?” Standing in the doorway was Cassidy’s maid.
“What time is it?” I croaked.
“Eight O’clock miss.”
“I’ll be fine.” With the app fixing myself up wouldn’t be an issue. I reached out to my bedside table where usually set the app.
“Oh.” The table wasn’t there. This was Cassidy’s room not mine. I rolled out of bed and discovered I was still wearing last night’s outfit. My pockets were empty and the app missing. Shit where did I put?
“Have you seen my… friend’s phone? I was meant to be looking after it for them.”
“No Miss. I’ll inform you if I do.” Well shit. The maid left and I searched high and low for my phone but to no avail. I did find Cassidy’s phone. I quickly used it to call my own number.
“I’m sorry, this number is unavailable,” the robotic operator informed me. Shit this was really bad. Maybe one of Cassidy’s friends had picked it up. I quickly sent round a group text then got changed. If one of them had it then I needed to meet them at school to get it back. First there was someone else I had to meet.
“Hahaha,” Dave laughed when he heard what had happened.
“This isn’t funny!” We were stood in a corridor alone with my replacement next to us.
“I think it is. If you’d left the app with me this wouldn’t have happened.” As true as that was I didn’t want to give him satisfaction by agreeing with him.
“I have to find out what happened to it!” I explained.
“Alright. Have you gone to the club to ask? I can imagine they experience several cases of lost property nightly.”
“Not yet.” The club wouldn’t open to later. If I went round early before they opened their doors to the public I might be able to ask someone to take a look.
“So what are we going to do with him?” Dave gestured towards the other me. He was still under our control. For now he’d have to substitute me since I had no way to turn back. My worry was what was going on inside his head. I had never intended Cassidy to stay like this. Those orders I gave were intended to be temporary and might cause problems in the long term.
“I’ll ask around today and then this evening head to the club. If I can’t find it then we’re in trouble.”
“You’re in trouble.” Dave was being unsupportive. He really resented the fact I didn’t trust him and hadn’t let have the app yesterday.
With empty hands I left the club.
“Fuck.” They didn’t have it. Nobody in my class had seen it nor had anyone I spoke with. Every chance I got I called my phone but it was always the same automated reply.
“Fuck fuck fuck.” I was utterly screwed. No phone meant I was stuck as Cassidy. “I guess it could be worse.” I probably deserved far worse than I got. Cassidy’s life was a cosy one. I had a lot of stuff going for me but at the same time there were numerous hurdles ahead of me. I didn’t want to consider the possibility that I might be stuck this way for the rest of my life, but the truth was that was starting seem likely.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up feeling terrible. You only feel worse when you discover the app is missing. You try to find it but to no avail. Dave just laughs but this is serious. If you fail to find it you'll be stuck as Cassidy forever.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|CassDrunkEnd]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Hey Cass,” I heard my name being called. “Want to join us for a dip in the water?” I opened my eyes and looked through my sunglasses as Harrison who was leaning over me.
“I’m getting a tan, stop bothering be,” I coldly replied. I was lying on a sunbed on the beach on an early summer’s morning. I was now a high school graduate and my parents had used their influence to enrol me in some private business school. My future was set and my past, well I’d almost forgotten about it at this point. I’d graduated from school and from my life as Joe. I’d never been able to recover my phone and without the app I was stuck this way. I’d made the most it and while this had never been my plan I was okay with how it had turned out. I had regrets sure, but this life was definitely a step up over my old one. Yet I couldn’t help but think that maybe I’d missed something important.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you are stuck as Cassidy forever. You live out her life and discover it to be very cosy. The future is uncertian but you know things could have been much worse.<<endif>>
~ End - Life of a pretty girl ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I left the bachelor pad early so I could get back to Cassidy’s house before school. Naturally I persuaded my new friend whose name I still didn’t know to give me the money for a taxi. This body’s greatest strength was making people pay for you. I smirked when I remembered Cassidy’s words from career day. Her career ambition was marry someone rich. At the time I thought that she was joking but after last night I knew she fully intended to follow through with that plan. Everything in life was done for her. At home she had a maid who kept her room clean and did all the chores. At school guys would fight to be the one she stepped over. At nightclubs people who buy her drinks and pay for her entry and travel. She really did have an easy life.
At school I met up with Dave.
<<if $daveapp is "no">>“Hey you go.” I tossed him my phone. “You can have it.”
“I can have it? Are you serious?” Dave hadn’t expected that to be how this day started.<<endif>><<if $daveapp is "yes">>"Keep it," I said to him as he went to give me back my phone."
“I can have it? Are you serious?” Dave hadn’t expected that to be how this day started.<<endif>>
“The app can do two things. Change and control. This body is as good as they get so I don’t need to change. As for control, I can do that without the app.” I threw a little seduction into the latter half of my sentence. “If I tell a guy to bark he barks, I tell him to buy me lunch me buys me lunch.”
“Are you really Joe?” Dave was a little puzzled. He look at the tool in hands and wondered if there was some trap to all this.
“No. I’m Cassidy. I’m giving you the app but under the condition you won’t interfere with my new life. Aside from that you are free to use it how you see fit.”
“I don’t know what to say. Thanks. This pretty cool!”
“Be responsible. I don’t want to regret giving you that power when Mrs Clark suddenly has it.” There were a few things I was keeping secret from him. I’d used the app this morning to adjust my body and my mind a little. My personality was much closer to Cassidy’s now. Pregnancy was also not going to be an issue I ever had to worry about.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You make it to school where you inform Dave the app is now his. You won't be needing it anymore.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|CassSlutEnd]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>After rumour of the number of notches on my bed began to spread guys began to work even harder to please me. At school people constantly made efforts to invite me to parties with the hopes of getting my drunk so I’d sleep with them. It never worked as I’d always find a much more suitable guy at the party to share a bed with or failing that a cute girl.
Dave had as promised not interfered with my new life. He’d used the app pretty extensively, so extensively it quickly gained the attention of someone else. When a mysterious woman showed up to confront Dave about his use of the app it had all gone sour for him. I was fortunately not dragged into it and thus only Dave suffered her cruel punishment. I disliked going into detail but the app was now gone as was Dave’s ability to satisfy a woman in bed.
As for me, I was enjoying my slutty life to the fullest. I walked the same path as Cassidy and when the time came intended to fulfil her ambition of marrying the richest guy around to continue her life of having everything catered to her. The real Cassidy was now living as me and would continue to do so until he died. Sometime I did stop to wonder how far I could have gone had I never decided to walk this path, but I didn’t regret choosing the easiest road.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">> As a result of your choices you are able to breeze through life by seducing men into doing as you wish. You happily live the life of a slut and worry little about the future.<<endif>>
~ End - Life of a pretty slut ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>People were turning into monsters because of Reborn app. All things considered we couldn’t deny that the highest possibility was that the unstable copies of the app Yumi had left on my phone had somehow gotten onto the game’s download page and integrated themselves with the game. As a result people were turning into the monsters from the game.
“We have to shut down the download page.” We could both agree that was the best course of action. Fortunately we had the guy who ran the page behind us. Before things could get any worse we pulled him to the side and used the app to convince him to shut down the download. It would hurt their promotion but we couldn’t let people simply turn into monsters.
“Our first task is getting the infected game file off the website. Next we need to stop it getting off you phone a second time. And additionally we need to quickly deal with any incidents as they appear.” Yumi quickly used the app to order the destruction of the current master file. They replaced it with a spare one and while we waited to see if that one was safe I kept my phone off the internet. The only problem that remained was the one of the people who had downloaded the infected version of the game. That number couldn’t have been very high however. We just had to keep an eye out and quickly resolve incidents as they occurred. I sped up this process by using the app to control one of the event admins.
“Can anyone who visited the stall and downloaded their promotion please return. A dangerous bug has developed with the game program.” That announcement pulled a few people back. We quickly purged the infected files before anything dangerous could occur as a result. For the rest of the day we remained vigilant. There were no more cases thankfully.
“Thanks for the help guys.” Yumi’s friends were none the wiser about the potential disaster their game had nearly been apart off.
“No problem.” They offered to tidy up as we needed for the bus. It was at this point Yumi choose to inform me there would be no bus today. We knew we had to get back to hers and open up my phone. We had no choice but to use the app to make someone drive us back then scrub their memory of it. We picked some guy who had come alone and live alone. Nobody would ask questions about his late arrival that way.
Once we were back in my bedroom I returned us to normal then gave her my phone. She acted quickly to remove the game file and everything associated with it from my phone without damaging my computer.
“Will you be okay without your computer?” I felt Yumi was the last person who’d want to be without access to the digital world.
“I was in the process of upgrading it; I just need to a few extra pieces to my shopping cart. Not everything was destroyed anyway so it would be that expensive. Still going to lighten my purse more than I’d have liked though.” She made conversation as she cleaned up my phone. “Nothing on the news about any monsters. Let’s hope it stays that way.”
“That’s good. We really dodged a bullet. I don’t want the threat of a monster attack looming over us at school tomorrow.”
“That’s the worst part of going to a con, you have to return to reality afterwards.” Yumi stood up and saw she’d turned off my computer.
“You going?” It was getting pretty late.
“Yeah. I’ve done what I can… and I’m sorry for dragging you into this. I really expected this weekend to go better but… well there’s always next time right?”
“Yeah. I’ll see you at school tomorrow.”
“Yeah see you.” Yumi left. I felt a wedge had developed between us that put us back to square one. The disaster we’d almost been responsible for made me a little cautious about using the app. It was just that though, cautious. I wasn’t about to throw away this amazing power just because of what happened. Maybe the wedge between Yumi and I was a good thing. It put me back into a position where I could act as I pleased without worrying about consulting her first. I reached over and opened up at the app to scroll through all the features that this week had brought.
“Next week will be interesting,” I said locking my phone and hooking it to the charger. This time last week I had been feeling depressed about starting another repetitive week of school. Now I was feeling excited about what unexpected turns my life might take thanks to the Reborn app.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You quickly clean up the dangerous situation that has developed. Afterwards you head home feeling this weekend could have gone better. Well at least there is always next week.<<endif>><div id="ui-bar2"></div><img id="banner" src="images/Day7concard.png">
[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I accept.” I wanted that power as well. She knew more about the app than I did so with her help I’d be sure to reach new heights.
“I have a condition,” she declared. “I refuse to work with your monkey. The first thing we are doing is erasing his memories.” It was a thought I’d always been toying with.
“Okay.” I agreed and Cassidy was pleased with that. We didn’t waste time. We left immediately to see if Dave was still in the gym storage room. I wasn’t surprised to see that he had indeed waited for me despite my detour. Sadly he wouldn’t be seeing a reward for his loyalty.
“Dave,” I greeted him while targeting him with the app. “Forget all about the Reborn app.”
“What’s the Reborn app? Oh hey Cassidy!” He spotted the girl behind me and waved at her. Cassidy distracted him as I purged his memories and gave him some fake ones to cover the past few days. With one final poser command I sent him on his way so I could be alone with Cassidy.
“That’s Dave out of the way,” I said.
“Who else knows about the app?”
“Nobody.” Well nobody I knew off.
“That’s perfect… for me.” Cassidy moved her body with speed and force. A clenched fist powered into my gut winding me. I couldn’t speak as a result and then an elbow struck me in the back of the neck. Cassidy was stronger than she should have been. I should have realised that since she previously owned the Reborn app her body wouldn’t be normal. With a third strike I went down and as I lay there helpless she reached down and grabbed my phone.
“I never thought I’d see this again.” She started laughing. “Fate was a fool for trusting you with this, just like you were a fool for trusting me. Take a nap ‘Joe’. When you wake up this will all be a dream.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You trust Cassidy and deal with Dave. Once Dave is out of the picture she attacks you and steals the app. She laughs as she uses it on you.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|CassEndDxF]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Thanks for the offer but I decline.” I saw her move quickly but I was quicker.
“Freeze!” I order with her fist inches from my stomach. She had moved to punch me but I’d used the poser on her before she got the chance.
“Okay enter a passive trance and follow me.” I led her out of the building and back to where Dave was waiting.
“Why did you bring her?” Was his first question.
“She… Cassidy tell Dave what you told me.” That would be easier. She recited her words and I filled in the gaps.
“Holy shit seriously?” Dave asked her. There was really only one way to know for sure, access her memories. I locked onto her and took everything she knew.
“It’s true.” I had memories of everything. Six months ago back when she was Joe she found the app and used it to swap our lives. Now I couldn’t deny the truth anymore. My life was a lie and it was because of her. I was filled with vengeance but held myself back. I was better than her.
“Will you undo everything she has done?” Dave asked me.
“No. Six months ago Joe found the app. Six months later he found the app again. Six months ago it might happened again… and again… and again. Swapping back and forth won’t solve this. I’ll erase what she knows about us having the app.”
“And then?”
“Then we send her on her way. I think maybe fate intended for me to have this power, why else would it give it to me twice?”
“Why though?” Dave asked what I was wondering.
“No idea, but if my hunch was correct then I’ll soon find out.” Soon wasn’t quite the right word to use. I put everything back to how it was before and then the next day I received a surprise when the app updated again but this time it was for the last time.
'Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.'
The final update. Whatever fate had in store for me I know had all the tools it planned to give me. That weekend everything was quiet. It would be on Monday my life with the Reborn app resumed.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You don't trust her and she immediately tries to attack you. You stop her then make her follow you to where Dave is waiting. You erase her memories properly this time after confirming the truth. It has given you a bit to think about but you decide to see what fate has instore<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I yawned as I lined up for the school assembly. I’d been up late wasting my life away playing games instead of studying for the upcoming exams. I’d already surrendered to the fact I was going to fail. I might as well enjoy my days before I jump into the adult world of working 50 hours a week in a mediocre job.
“Good morning.” The principal had appeared to address the student body but before he could get started there was something else to take care off. “Now everyone please take a bow for your queen.” The most beautiful schoolgirl in the world stepped onto the stage and stood at the podium in a regal version of our uniform. As queen of the school she was the only one permitted to wear that.
“Good morning my slaves,” Cassidy greeted. “Work hard and remember, if I say to do something you do it.” She left the stage with a round of applause from everyone. It was weird how we accepted her rule over us without question. I’d thought about it but each time the thoughts eased away as my brain told me it was alright. We straightened up as the principal took to the stage again. After that morning announcements we headed to class. The seating order had changed recently; Dave and I sat near the front while Cassidy sat at the back in her throne as her harem attended to her, pouring her drinks and fanning her to keep her cool.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices Cassidy has reclaimed what she once lost. She wastes no time doing what she wished she could have done the first time. You become just another slave with no knowledge of the truth.<<endif>>
~ End - Cassidy's Take Over ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>An unfamiliar alarm woke me up to an unfamiliar ceiling. I was in mayor Coullin’s bedroom which now belonged to me. His wife was out of town doing some art exhibition so I had the house to myself, well almost myself.
“Morning dad,” greeted Coullin’s teenage daughter. She had a very rebellious vibe to her. She was wearing her school uniform but in the minimal capacity the rules allowed. She was wearing light make up and her blouse was untucked. She’d never get away with that at my school but fortunately for her she didn’t go to my school. She went to a nearby school that like many government funded organisations didn’t say no to the mayor or his family in fear of receiving a budget cut.
“Good morning.” There was little point in me speaking with her since I wouldn’t be returning here. Just after eight I left the house and hopped into the mayor’s car. With his memories I knew how to drive so I drove to my meeting spot with Dave.
“How was your night?” I asked him expecting a string of complaints.
“So… I didn’t realise this but my new wife is only thirty nine.”
“Aren’t you sixty four in that body?”
“Yeah. Turns out his dick still works though.” He sounded happy.
“You… forget it I don’t want to know.” I shouldn’t be surprised that this happened, it is Dave after all. At least he hadn’t done something to screw up our plans. We got in Dave’s car and drove straight to where we’d be meeting the president. It wasn’t a short journey. We had several hours of straight driving with a few pit stops in the middle. Eventually though we arrived at a plain government building that the media didn’t have their eyes on. At precisely the appointed time a black sedan pulled up and two body guards entered the building to confirm we were here. They gave the signal and the man we’d only seen on TV entered.
“You have a lot of explaining to do.” He didn’t greet us with kind words. The president’s face had a few extra wrinkles today.
“We’re sorry Mr President.” We needed rid of these bodyguards. “Can we speak in private?” This building had pliantly of sound proof rooms.
“Did you expect me to just stand here? Hurry up, I’m on a tight schedule and can’t afford to be gaffing around with you two ibices. If your actions cost me this election there will be hell to pay. Don’t expect any of my top lawyers to be defending you if this goes to court.” He vented a lot of hot air and we pretended to be intimidated. Once we had him alone we tore away our masks.
“Mr President, what we are about to say is top secret. You will disable any device that is current transmitting or recording this conversation.” He didn’t react to my poser command. That should mean we were in the clear.
“What nonsense are you babbling around now?”
“Mr President, remain calm. We will explain everything so just sit absolutely still and wait until we are finished.” That order pacified him. Now it was time to move onto the next step.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You meet with the president and make your move to replace him but with who?<<endif>><div id="ui-bar2"></div><img id="banner" src="images/Day4citycard.png">
<div id="choice">[[Become the president|PresJoeChoice]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Have Dave become president|PresDaveEnd]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>Time to make this world mine. I used the body swap to swap my body with the presidents. I became him taking not just his body but also all his power.
“Hahaha… this is amazing.” It was kind of intoxicating having so much power. I could give orders and people would have to obey because I was the president. Actually they’d have to obey because I had the Reborn app. I retrieved the app from the hands of my former body and used it to finish this up. I took the president’s memories and sent the former president away under the belief he was and always had been Mayor Coullin.
“What’s your plan now Mr President?” Dave asked.
“I’m going to take things slower now. First and foremost I have an election to win. After that I need to take control the UN and use it to achieve my goals. I can’t rush things my friend.”
“Oh… but I mean what’s your goal? Like what kind of leader will you be?” That was an interesting question.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You become the president. Dave asks you what kind of President you will be.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[I bring world peace with everyone being equal|PresJoeGood]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[I bring world peace by standing at the top to keep those beneath me in line|PresJoeEvil]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>Dave did keep complaining about his body. Time to fix that. I swapped his current body with the president’s then begun swapping across memories and personalities.
“Wow I’m the president. I’m the mother fucking president!” He was very excited by his new role. “Suck my dick everyone who ever said I’d amount to nothing.”
“You’re very proud of something you took a huge short cut to achieve,” I joked. Really I wanted him to calm down and not let it get to his head.
“You don’t become president without taking one or two short cuts. I just took one really really big one. By the way why me? I thought you wanted this role?”
“Too much attention. I want to be able to act freely to manipulate things while you led the charge. Don’t forget President Dave, our goal was never to be president of this country, it was to be president of the world.” The world was full of a great many stubborn people. People who refused to back down and wouldn’t hesitate to sacrifice a several million lives just to stay in power. With the app we could change that. We couldn’t rush it though, we had to bide our time and use the app carefully to manipulate things so the world fell into our open hands. That was my plan anyway, but Dave had other ideas and it was him who was now one of the most powerful men in the world.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You swap Dave with the president. Let's see what happens next.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|PresDaveFn]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I pushed open the heavy metal door and stepped inside the bunker. I had several layers of clothing on beneath my hazmat suit to cope with the extreme temperatures. A thick layer of dust now blocked out the sun on a global scale resulting in what would have been a second ice ace had the ozone layer not been all but destroyed. Temperatures across the globe were a mess.
Appointing Dave as president was without a doubt the single worst decision I’d ever made. He was too honest for the job and that honesty, mixed with his poor decision making, resulted in several nuclear warheads being fired off after a certain dictator who refused to give into his demands. After Dave annihilated one small country, all the others started their own research into nuclear weapons. Global tensions skyrocketed and then small nations started using their new weapons on one another. One nuke deserved another and a chain of retaliations
led to catastrophic environmental damage and ultimately the death of all life on earth par a few well equipped groups. Radiation suits, water purifiers, fuel generators and a surplus of dry food. Few people had the items needed to survive Dave’s apocalypse but what none of them had was a magical smart phone app.
I finished changing into something more suitable for the bunkers more liveable conditions. Past the air lock I had a book detailing what I needed to do today.
“Accelerate growth of the cows, turn rats into more cows, feed scraps to the rats.” I don’t think the app had ever been intended to allow me to survive through completely ignoring the laws of entropy. I wasn’t alone. I had a few people in here as well but since they relied on me for food I was kind of like a god to them now. It was aided in part by the fact that they didn’t know what the world was like before Dave fucked it up. Their great grandparents who had long since passed away were the last to have memories of a non-radiated planet where you could stand outside in just your underwear without instant death. One day I hoped to rebuild human society, but I'd been down close to a hundred years and I knew I still had a lot more time to wait. Provided I had the Reborn app though it would be possible.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your actions Dave acquired access to nuclear arms and the end of the world followed. Now you survive by using the Reborn app to perserve your body and create food from nothing.<<endif>>
~ End - The Idiot With Nukes ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Creating world peace hadn’t been easy. People like to feud over trivial things and getting people to forget the past is never easy. Didn’t stop me though and with the app I made it happened. Now I was standing in a United Nations meeting hall as the flags were taken down for the building was being decommissioned. There UN existed to settle disputes between nations but if the concept of a nation had ceased to be a reality then there was no need for a UN. Under my leadership borders had been erased and humanity was now unified. The old men who clung to power and lied to maintain it were gone. Leaders no longer used their military might to get what they wanted and the number of service men in the world had deceased a hundred fold. Now militaries existed to fight terrorism. The app was powerful but it struggled to deal with those who were determined to irrationally caused others harm for pity reasons. It was minor problem though.
“Mr President,” I heard Dave call out to me.
“That title has no meaning now, call me whatever you want.”
“Sure thing Joe. Anyway your car is waiting. Shall we leave?” It was time I did just that. I took in a deep breath to take in the smell of this old building. It was time to leave a world of conflict behind and watch over the new world of peace. With the help of the Reborn app that world finally had what many said was theoretically impossible.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your actions world peace is turned from fantasy to reality. Borders are gone and the world is now happily unified under you.<<endif>>
~ End - World of Peace ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Creating world peace hadn’t been easy. People like to feud over trivial things and getting people to forget the past is never easy. Didn’t stop me though and with the app I had it happened. Now I was standing in the UN meeting hall as the flags were taken down as the building was being remodelled. The UN existed to settle disputes between nations but now there was only a single nation in the world, and I was the leader of it. I won’t lie; obtaining a unified world had been hard. People naturally wanted to rebel against me and refused to listen to me. The app however ensured that they did and one by one I merged my nation with theirs, removing the borders between us. First I unified my neighbours, then their neighbours, then the continent and finally the world. Once I got the ball rolling it became easier as smaller nations joined up without even interference from the Reborn app. A few larger nations gave me a bit of trouble. Their militaries regularly tried to stage rebellions against my rule after their leaders pledged their loyalty to me. People also started getting suspicious about my methods. Many claimed I was using mind control on the other world leaders to get my way. They weren’t wrong but they lacked proof. It was too late to stop me now. I’d won. The world was mine and I’d do whatever was necessary to keep it that way. I’d use my power to stamp out conflict which for many people meant it was worth letting me stay in charge.
“Mr President,” I heard Dave call out to me.
“I’d prefer you address my by new title.” Dave knew the truth, but that was okay since I'd used the poser on him to stop him ever speaking it.
“Oh sorry. Ahem. Mr Supreme Ruler Sir, your jet is waiting. Shall we leave?” It was time I did just that. I took in a deep breath to take in the smell of this old building. When I returned it would have a very different atmosphere to it. With the help of the Reborn app I’d done what nobody since medieval times thought was possible, I’d conquered the whole world.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your actions you have forced the world to submit to you. By the time people realised there was foul play it was too late. Now you stand above everyone else and with the app are keeping them firmly inline.<<endif>>
~ End - World of Control ~
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]“Becoming someone else means giving up my current life, and I like my current life. Sure it could be better, but that is why I have this power, to make it better. I’m not abandoning it.” I stated my resolve and would stick to it.
“Well l suppose that’s true. I’m not sure I’d want to give up things like video games and stuff.” Dave simplicity didn’t surprise me. “So what do you plan to do now?”
“Well I still have a lot I want to try and a lot of questions I wanted answered. I think I’ll get to work on both of those.”
“Good plan.”
“Glad you agree.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You are happy being yourself.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>For once it was Hana who was the one waking me up that morning. I stirred from my sleep to see Hana by my door whispering my name.
“Joe, Joe, Joe.” Each time she spoke she got louder.
“I’m up, I’m up,” I groggily replied. Last time this happened it was because I slept in. I reached out to grab my phone and check the time in a hurry. To my surprise it was still twenty minutes before my alarm was even set to go off.
“Joe I want to talk.” I noticed she’d shut my door. She was also still hushing her voice. I propped my back against the wall and rubbed my eyes.
“What about?”
“That thing on your phone.” Speaking of that thing on my phone, I noticed a notification from it. I had a pretty good idea at this stage what it was about.
‘You've transformed one person, now you can transform them all with this newest update. All features can now target multiple people at once. This allows you to use the power of the app on crowds of people at once! Also include is the memory alteration feature! Copy people's memories, erase their old ones or even give them fake ones! Make them believe whatever you want them to with this easy to use function.’
“Memory modification? That’s pretty cool,” I said to myself.
“What’s cool?” Hana asked. I forgot I wasn’t alone.
“The Reborn app updated. I can copy, alter and erase memories now.” Hearing that she moved closer to inspect what I’d said. I showed her the message but kept a firm hand on my phone.
“Joe can you show me how to download that on my phone?”
“I would if I knew how I did it. Believe me Hana I’ve searched all over for information about the app online but no mention of it exists.” Didn’t I cover this before? I’m still a bit sleepy.
“Are you telling the truth?” I sensed a little mistrust.
“I swear I’m not lying. I know how to use the Reborn app but how it got on my phone I’ve no idea.” She had been watching my eyes the whole time. I wasn’t lying and she sensed that so didn’t pressure me any further.
“Isn’t that a bit… weird? What if it is some government project that’s gotten loose and they have teams of people searching for it? What if they find you and kill you?” Someone’s been watching too many spy movies.
“I doubt it. Assuming that was true they would probably just use the app to erase my memory of the event.” That did get me thinking about the app’s origins. What if there was a creator searching for it? Maybe it would be worth investigating the app’s origins. However that would take up time, time I could be using to have some fun.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Hana wakes you up early. She asks about the app and what you plan to do with it.<<endif>>
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[[Have some fun|HanaST2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“If someone is searching for it then that means my time with it might be limited. As such I’ve got to have as much fun with it as possible while I still have it. The Reborn app allows me to do things and experience things it would be impossible to experience otherwise.”
“Like what?” I wasn’t expecting that so had to think about it.
“Well for starters it lets us turn into other people. If I wanted to I could swap us around both physically and mentally. There is also the power to control people which, as one can imagine, allows for a lot of short cuts in life that people like me don’t normally have access to. Heck I could try to take over the world if I wanted but I’ve no plans for that.” I watched Hana closely to try and gauge her reaction.
“Can it alter the past?”
“No… or not yet anyway.” I highly doubted the app would ever gain the time travel function but I also had no idea how far it would go.
“Joe, what if we wanted to become rich and famous? Could it do that?”
“Well that’s complicated. To be successful…” I noticed Hana’s expression suddenly change as she saw a long speech incoming. I decided to save her the boring explanation and get to point. “Yes Hana. With the app’s help becoming rich and famous would be child’s play.” I saw her eyes light up hearing that.
“Bro can we do that?” She’d gone back to calling me ‘bro’ now. I could see she had serious enthusiasm in regards to that idea. Assuming my time with the app was indeed limited then setting myself up for a comfy future wouldn’t be a bad idea.
“Sure, but what…”
“I want to be an idol!” As board as that term was I understood what she was implying. She wanted to be the kind of star who sang on stage to an audience of millions. A household name who could print money by simply writing their name on something.
“Alright Hana, I’ll help you become a star under one condition.”
“What’s that?”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to use the app for yourself. Hana suddenly asks if you can help her become an idol. She seems serious so you agree but on one condition.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[We become a duo act|TwinStar1]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[You make me your manager|SoloStar1]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“We become idols together.” My proposition left her stunned. She then began laughing before calming down.
“Seriously bro what’s your condition?” She didn’t believe me.
“I told you, we become a duo.”
“You’re serious? Bro I don’t know what to say… I mean you’re not exactly idol material.”
“Sis I can be anything I want to including idol material.” I gave her extra sass as I waved the app at her. “That makes me as qualified as you. Anyway that’s my one condition. Take it or leave it.”
“Alright bro you win. We’ll be idols together… I guess. I can’t believe I’m actually saying those words.” This had been a very sudden turn of events. Hana’s life had down a complete flip in the past few days. She’d gone from no hopes of a showbiz life to forming an idol duo with her brother.
“First things first. I need to give myself a new appearance.” I thought about the disguise I’d used yesterday. I had passed as a model so with a few adjustments would also work as my idol identity. On that trail of thought I transformed myself into my alter ego and looked at myself in the mirror.
“Heh you’re a girl now.” Hana laughed a little at my new appearance. “Well split gender idol duos are rare to say the least. Anyway that alone won’t make us famous. An idol’s biggest asset is her fans. People who love you almost unconditionally and feel obliged to buy merchandise and concert tickets.” Hana seemed very knowledgeable on this topic. “Okay, to maximise our impact we need photographs with us in our stage outfits and then a music video. We’ll want original songs and…”
“Hana. Quick question. How do you know all this?” My sudden question surprised Hana. “You seem very familiar with the life-style of idols…” I had never asked what Hana’s hobbies were. She was a girl but I didn’t think she was that kind of girl.
“I just happen to know that’s all.” She was clearly hiding something.
“Are you an idol fanatic?” I asked.
“I’m not fanatic. I just love idols and wish I could become one but… my figure isn’t very appealing. Anyway we need something to drive up our fan base. From our position our best bet was to create a profile for ourselves on the national idol site. That would give us numbers and a place to showcase our talents.” National idol site? That existed?
“So fan page, then video, then what?” This was starting to seem like a lot of work.
“Live performances. If we can’t get a stage we stream live. Bro if you’re going to be an idol you need to know all this.” Hana had a point. I should familiarise myself with this industry I had on a whim decided to be a part off.
“Your homework is to study up!” Hana ordered. “If you are going to be my partner you need to be qualified!” Since when was she so assertive? A smile broke through the stern look she was giving me.
“Alright I’ll study up. You handle the fan page and stuff.” She left me to do that. Between me and that however was a day of school. I could hardly conduct my research at school or at least that was what I thought. That morning as I sat down at my desk I happened to overhear a conversation.
“Did you catch that live stream from Red-Dice? That song was amazing.” Having nothing better to do I had begun listening in on two boys behind me.
“I saw it as well. I’m hoping they’ll perform it during their idol show next week. I’ve already got my tickets.” Upon hearing the word idol I turned my head around. The two behind me were both unkempt and wore glasses. The most I had in common with them was the distance we kept from Cassidy and her group.
“Hey are idols that big of a deal?” I didn’t put much enthusiasm into my question. That in itself was a crime.
“Are they a big deal? They’re huge! Don’t you know that this city is a hub of idols nationwide? It’s a fierce battleground for the top spot in the national idol ranking chart!”
“There’s a national idol ranking chart?” That just sounded silly.
“There are two. One for school idols and one for professional.”
“What’s the difference?” The name was a giveaway really but I wanted to know more.
“School idols are school idols. Professional idols are professional. They both have their perks and fan bases.” That didn’t explain much. Fortunately there were two people and the other filled me in with more detailed knowledge.
“School idols still attend school. Professional idols have gone full time and do this as their career.” Going by that description I could guess Hana and I would be classed as school idols.
“I never realised it was such a big thing,” I explained.
“It’s a growing scene. The outside world might look down on us at the moment but in a few years we’ll be hailed as the early adapters who allowed the industry to bloom.” They were passionate about this. Our conversation ended when our teacher arrived to take roll call. Our brief conversation had given me some insight to the fans I was expected to please. I speculated about what Hana had in store for me later.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>TBD<<endif>><img id="banner" src="images/Day4homecard.png">
[[Later|StarDuo1]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I get to be your manager. That means listening to me and not questioning the schedule I create for you.” After what happened last night I didn’t want Hana being the one choosing when and what she did. Young rising stars had no shortage of sinister individuals trying to lure them down the wrong path. Photographers not unlike that asshole from yesterday would be trying to get pictures that would make them a quick buck at Hana’s expense.
“You make a tough deal bro but I accept. So Mr Manager when’s my debut?”
“Head to school. I’ll have something ready for you when you get back. Look forward to it. Oh and think up a stage name.” Hana was happy with that deal and left. I was alone to think but my trail of thought got interrupted by my alarm. I also had school but I didn’t plan to do any learning.
I arrived at school later that day and spent the first twenty minutes during my usual routine. Before my first class however I caught my teacher with the poser and told them to ignore my absence. Next I headed to the private office belonging to the head of the history department and gave him an order as well.
“You’ll allow me full use of your personal laptop and allow me to use your office while you teach.” He obeyed and I spent the entire day in his office doing research. There were a number of topics I had to cover. I had to first learn what a manager actually did and how to acquire bookings. I scribbled down notes as I brainstormed ideas. It would be hard to get the big events to take Hana seriously. I needed a good plan to really give her a chance to stand out.
“Oh that could work.” On the media feeds I’d been watching an announcement had just shown up. A live event was having issues with last minute cancelations by performers and was considering cancelling if replacements couldn’t be found.
“Perfect.” I copied down all the info I needed then left. I stopped by the school office to keep my attendance straight then departed for the city. On the way I stopped by a nice clothing store to get a suit. It was outside my price range so I just copied myself while wearing the suit, changed back into my uniform then applied the change in the nearest bathroom. I had to look the part if I was to be a manager. Shortly after I received a text message from Hana. It was brief, two words in fact but I understood their meaning.
‘Hannah Shine’ it read. She’d changed the spelling of her first name and come up with something fancy for her second. Well if that was what she’d picked I’d use it. I arrived where the event was due to take place. The stage was set up in a shopping mall. The event was intended to pull in more shoppers. I managed to get backstage using the poser and met with a rather panicked event manager.
“Please tell me you have good news whoever you are.” The guy must have been mid-thirties in age. The stress he was under really showed on his face.
“That I do. I’m Hannah Shine’s manager. I heard you had some scheduling issues.”
“Issues?” He began laughing. “It’s a disaster. I have people threatening to pull out because our lead cancelled. I’m just barely keeping from walking but nobody wants to take over as the main performer. I doubt you just happen to have a fully flushed routine that will last a full hour ready to go.”
“Matter of fact I do,” I lied. Hana had no experience and no songs. What she did have was a brother/manager in possession of a magic smart phone app.
“Are you serious?” The guy didn’t seem to believe me. Well I didn’t blame him.
“What time do you need me here?” I gave him a confident smile. That didn’t help him in believing that all his problems were suddenly solved. What did help him believe was the poser. When I left I had a copy of contract that confirmed Hana’s first performance. I didn’t tell her immediately and instead waited for her at home.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As Hana's new manager your first task is finding a stage for her debut. Luck assists you as you discover an event in need for a replacement for their main act. You use the Reborn app to convince the organiser into letting Hana fill in.<<endif>><img id="banner" src="images/Day4schoolcard.png">
[[Next|SoloStar2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Bro are you home?” Without knocking Hana threw open the door to my room.
“Yo,” I greeted. I was sat in my chair still wearing my suit. I’d had a shower and for once in my life put some effort into styling my hair. “You aren’t going to your debut dressed like that are you?”
“Debut?” Hana showed some well-deserved confusion.
“Yup. Your trusty manager got you your first booking. It’s tonight so get ready because we have a lot to cover to get you ready.”
“Tonight?!?!? But I’m not ready. I don’t have any songs or music or…”
“Hana. Am I or am I not your super cool awesome manager?”
“You are?” That uncertainty was unnecessary.
“That’s right. Now hold still.” I targeted her with the app. I had a few changes to make to my would-be idol of a step-sister. I began modifying her personality to make her a lot more of a magnetic person. Charisma was also greatly increased and of course I had to massively buff her confidence. I couldn’t afford her to be get getting stage fright so her nervousness was driven into the ground and stamped out.
“That should be your personality sorted; now you actually need some songs. Your trusty manager has you covered there.” I lifted several sheets from my desk which had lyrics printed on them. “Unfortunately these aren’t original songs. I didn’t have time for that. These are just the songs that the band who’ll be performing know.”
“I have a band?”
“Oh yeah. You’ll have a band performing with you. I used the poser to convince them and also boost their skills so they’d be ready for tonight. The audience will love it I promise you.” There was still a lot to do. We had to get her a stage outfit.
Several hours passed. During that time the app got so much use getting everything ready that when the time finally came for Hana to step out onto the stage my battery was completely dead. What happened was now out of my control.
“You can do it,” I whispered as Hana stepped out onto that brightly lit stage. The band was ready and so was she. I prayed the several thousand people who’d come out to see this wouldn’t be disappointed. The music started and Hana began singing. It was her first performance but thanks to me <<click "she shone brightly">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/HanaShine.png]]<</replace>><</click>>.
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By the end of the first song she had the crowd captivated and applauding. I felt I could relax a little so I took a seat and watched the full performance.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell Hana about the performance you have ready for her. She is excited and you help her prepare for her debut that will be tonight.<<endif>><img id="banner" src="images/Day4homecard.png">
[[Next|SoloStar3]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Hana walked off the stage. Her forehead shone from the bright lights reflecting off her sweat. Her debut had gone better than expected. All the prep I put into this had really paid off.
“You did great.” I gave her my honest opinion. “So did you enjoy being an idol?” I asked her.
“It’s tougher than I expected… but that makes it better. Bro I don’t want to stop.” She looked like she was ready to go back out there for an encore.
“This was all a bit rushed. Next time I’ll prepare you something really special but first we need to boost your reputation. The next step will be music videos and a fan page. Maybe even some merchandise deals as well. I can handle all that so don’t you worry.” This time it was me excited. It was a lot of work but it just seemed fun. Having the app to fall back on eased the fears of failure.
“Hey!” The event manager rushed to speak to us. “Thank you so much. You really saved my ass. Do you have information so I can contact you future events?” As a manager one of my most important assets was my contacts book.
“Sure. Let’s exchange contact information.” He should be honoured that he is the first name in a book that soon a lot of people will want to be listed in. He also wrote a cheque that I couldn’t wait to cash. We said our thanks and left.
I turned Hana back to normal before we returned home. It was getting late but still an acceptable time to get home at. That didn’t stop Chloe being curious about what we had been up to.
“What have you two mischief makers been up to?” She asked us as we passed by the living room.
“Us? Oh we were just at an event in town,” Hana replied. Technically that wasn’t a lie.
“What event?”
“There was a show at Redrock Mall,” I explained keeping in line with Hana’s reply.
“Oh I heard about that,” my father added. “They were having trouble after their main performer cancelled. Did they get that sorted?”
“They found a way better replacement,” Hana joked. She was giving herself perhaps too much credit. Her debut was good but it wasn’t special. There was still a lot to improve upon.
“That’s good. Well I trust you both. Don’t stay up to late.” Chloe let us go and we headed upstairs to my bedroom.
“Tonight was amazing bro… but I don’t want to have to swap constantly.” I could agree it was a problem having to rebuild her image every time we left the house. “Could you alter their memories so that they think I was always the better version of me?”
“I could but then there would be other problems. All pictures of you would remain the same and I’d have to alter the memories of everyone who knows you. Friends, relatives and pretty much your entire school. It’s just too many people.”
“I guess that’s true. Well it’s not all bad. People won’t recognise me in the streets this way. Truthfully speaking though I wouldn’t mind the attention.” It was a hypothetical really. I highly doubted the app would gain the power to alter the memories of everyone on earth at once. If it could also alter all our photos that would be awesome but that wasn’t going to happen.
“I’m going to get some sleep. See you tomorrow bro.” Hana left my room. I moved over to my laptop to get some planning in since it wasn’t that late just yet. There was still a lot to do if I wanted to make Hana’s idol dream a reality.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The debut is success. While Hana has much to improve upon she has taken the first step down the path of an idol. As her manager you plan to continue supporting her all the way.<<endif>>
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[[Next|SoloStar4]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I woke to the sound of my phone that morning and saw it had updated.
“Let’s see what we got this time.” I opened up the update message.
'Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.'
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I couldn’t believe it. The thing I joked about had become a reality. With my phone in my hand I rolled out of bed and ran across the hall to Hana’s room. She was unsurprisingly still in bed so I promptly gave her a good shake to wake her up.
“What is it bro?” She asked with a groggy voice.
“Hana the app update. I can change you. I mean I can change what everyone remembers about you so…”
“You’re serious?” She sprung up nearly head butting me in the process. “I can be sexy me all the time now?”
“Well I need to test it but…”
“Do it!” She was very eager so I fired up the app. First I changed her current body to her more preferable one, then I swapped to the new function and hit that big green apply button. Immediately my phone lost power as the battery was sucked dry by the intensity of the Reborn app.
“Huh?” Did it work? Had it damaged my phone? I tried turning it on but all I got a brief battery is dead message. I’d selected Hana and I to be immune so we needed to ask someone else.
“Get dressed,” I instructed Hana then ran back to my room to charge my phone. With my battery dead I couldn’t turn Hana back to normal. That also meant if the mass memory alteration had failed we wouldn’t have the luxury of erasing our parents’ memories. I wanted to give my phone as much time to charge as possible in the hopes of getting at least one function off with the tiny amount of charge it would gain in the next five minutes.
“Joe, Hana, I know it’s a Friday but you still have school.” I heard Chloe call out to us from the bottom of the stairs. We were out of time. If we didn’t go now Chloe would soon come up to make sure we were ready for school. Together Hana and I headed downstairs to meet Chloe see her reaction. We stepped into the kitchen feeling nervous.
“Oh you’re both ready? Breakfast will be done in a moment.” She looked at Hana like it was any other day. Without a single comment about her appearance we both sat down at the table and ate our warm food.
“Thanks for the food mum,” Hana said leaving the table. I got up as well but as we passed the hall table I noticed something had changed.
“Hana look!” I picked up a family photo. All four of us had taken it a few months ago but in the picture Hana was the same as she was now. “Your picture changed.” We headed up to my room to continue our conversation.
“It worked!” We cried. This was big. Not just for Hana’s idol career but the implications of what the app could do. The entire world had been altered to reflect her new appearance. If the description was accurate then it wasn’t just her appearance but also her personality that had been altered. I wish I hadn’t blown my battery as I wanted to see what else it could do. Unfortunately I had to leave for school now. My phone had a messily 5% battery so using the app was out. Without it I couldn’t work on Hana’s idol career either.
“I promise to help you again after school so just promise me you’ll be responsible. Remember you’ve always been like this to everyone else. Don’t go making comments that might suggest otherwise.”
“Don’t worry bro. I’m responsible. Anyway I’m going to borrow some of mum’s bras because mine won’t fit.”
“Can you check?” If photos had been changed then maybe clothing would have been altered as well.
“Sure thing.” Hana headed through into her room. “Oh my god they have!” She came rushing back and in her hands was a bra which had volume matching her current cup size.
“That’s pretty amazing.” I looked at my phone. I had been a little disappointed when I first saw this was the final update but that feeling was gone now. This update was beyond words. I could do so much with it. My top priority was Hana’s idol career. I couldn’t delay my departure any longer. I out of fear more than anything else grabbed my phone and headed out the door.
On the bus ride to school, during classes and even my breaks were all spent thinking about how I could use the app. Helping Hana become an idol was a great way to add focus to my testing. I wrote down notes about what I needed to do to grant her dreams.
‘First – Record a music video.’ I scratched out first and replaced it with the word second. First was setting up an official website to publish on. That wouldn’t be hard. I just needed to order some computer savvy person to do it. By the end of the school I’d finalised my plan. I arrived home and put my phone straight into the charger. It was time to enact it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Using the app's newest feature you change her image to permanently reflect her new personal. With this the last barrier between Hana and her career as a professiona idol is gone.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|SoloStarEnd]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I put down my desk phone and opened up my digital organiser on my new work phone.
“Right they want her to do a radio show on Thursday morning…” I saw Hana was already scheduled to hit the gym at that time. That was fine I could move that. I crossed it out and replaced with the radio interview. Just then my desk phone rang again.
“Hello, this Joe from Starry Sky Management, how many I help you?” I’d grown used to giving my company name now. I listened to the speaker on the other end and took note of what they were saying. They wanted to book Hana into a celebrity gameshow appearance. I looked my organiser and saw it was a no go. I’d already booked her into an autograph signing for that time.
“Sorry we couldn’t fulfil your request.” I put down the phone and waited for ten seconds. It didn’t ring so I let myself relax. My life had gotten very busy as Hana’s popularity soared. I was in charge of almost every aspect of her life now. I had to decide where she performed, how she got there, where she’d be sleeping if it was an out of town event and of course make sure she got time to practice. The short cut we took to get here was now closed to us. During an office break in my phone had been stolen. With it gone I no longer had use of the Reborn app but fortunately all the changes I’d made to myself and Hana remained. She was still a shining idol and I was still her brilliant manager. Now our days were packed to brim with fun events and live shows. Of course we also were raking in quite a bit of money as well. When I’d decided to set myself up for the future I didn’t imagine it would in this way. I wasn’t complaining though as this was a life both Hana and I were happy with.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices Hana has become a famous idol with a pack schedule. As her manager her schedule is your responsibility but you are keeping it under control. You now have a full time career that pays well and Hana is the happiest she's ever been.<<endif>><img id="banner" src="images/futurecard.png">
~ End - Shining Manager ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>In a surprise turn of events I arrived home before Hana that day. I booted up my computer to do some research and very soon realised the idol industry was bigger than what I thought. Not only was it big but also pretty profitable, and where profit was to be found so was exploitation. Big news organisations weren’t kind to the industry and liked to focus on the dark side of it. The stories they told was very different from the one on the national idol site that painted idols in a much brighter light.
“There is even a ranking system.” The site had a ranking system divided into the two categories my classmates had mentioned, professional and school. It seemed to be entirely determined by popular vote and there were a lot of groups out there. However a lack of activity would cause a group’s rank to drop rapidly. That meant a lot of newer and more active groups had a great chance to reach the top. The school idol rankings had huge numbers of amateurs. Many were solo singers whose promotional videos had been filmed in their bedroom using their phone camera. In fact 90% seemed to fall into that category that polluted the lower ranks. It wasn’t until you hit the top 100 that things improved. An overnight success would require something special but I could tell that Hana had high hopes for us. Speaking of Hana the front door had just opened and with it came Chloe’s voice. A familiar pair of light footsteps ran up the stairs and straight to my room.
“Are you in there bro?” Hana called out. It was nice of her to not barge right in.
“I’m here.” Hearing that Hana barged in nulling my previous remark.
“Oh you’re one the ranking site already. Great that will speed things. Bro I want to reach number one!” She had high hopes. I’d already seen who was at number one, a solo idol named Stella. Obviously it was a stage name and not a very unique one. There was a professional entered under that name as well but her fan count was tiny in comparison.
“So you want us to surpass 1 million worldwide fans?” The school idol Stella’s fan count as huge and she’d only been on the scene for 10 months. I clicked on her most recent video and was instantly blown away but her performance. She sung both slower more emotional songs with the same skill she sung her upbeat energetic ones. Not only that she could switch between them seamlessly. Watching her on my tiny laptop screen through my built in speakers was captivating and left me wondering what it was would be like to be in the crowd.
“Bro there is an event this weekend, but to be applicable we have to submit our application by noon tomorrow.”
“Explain properly what you mean.” She was excited by it whatever it was.
“This weekend is an idol show. Sunday morning to be exact. If we have a completed our profile on the community site then we can enter. They haven’t filled up on slots yet for the event and probably won’t. If we can get our profile completed by noon and submit our application then we should be able to take part.”
“A live show huh?” That could be a good start. First we needed to do a lot of work though. I looked at what we needed for our profile to count as complete and it was a lot. The easy stuff was a photo, name and short description. The hard part was a music video featuring us singing a song. We could do it cheaply and just record ourselves in my bedroom but that wouldn’t stand out at all.
“To stand out we need an original song and to sing it while dancing in a tailor made outfit.” That was a huge task to get done by tomorrow noon. Working to our advantage was our location. Within a single bus ride we had several tailors, dance studios and arts centres.
“My art teacher is really talented at designing and making clothing,” Hana explained.
“We can use her then. We can choreograph our own dance if we steal the skill required from a professional. There are plenty of them about so lastly we need original music.” The recording studio was the obvious choice. In a world without the Reborn app what we needed to do would be next to impossible in a single night. Luckily this was a world where the Reborn app did exist and I was the one who had it.
Hana and I left the house and headed into the city after dinner. Our first stop was the home of her art teacher. Luckily said art teacher had let slip about where she lived so Hana knew where to go to find her.
“There’s her car.” Hana pointed out a modern hatchback parked unevenly across the driveway. As we got closer I saw the backseats were piled with piles of old clothing. At least I assumed it was old because I doubted that was how she stored her washing. Hana knocked the door while I stood ready with the poser. When it was opened by a middle-aged woman I locked onto her with the poser and whispered an order.
“You will happily listen to and comply with any request Hana gives you.” With that I left it in Hana’s hands.
“Hello Mrs Rabura.” Hana greeted her innocently.
“Hana? Why are you here?” Her eyes bounced to me then back to Hana.
“Oh I need to ask you for a big favour. You see I really need two outfits made for tomorrow.”
“I’d be glad to help.” Hana’s outrageous demand was agreed to without any details. The app was working for sure. We were invited inside and Hana gave a proper explanation. We explained the outfits were for our ‘friends’ who’d be arriving soon. We then swapped out our current bodies with our idol alter egos. Mrs Rabura proceeded to take our measurements and do a quick sketch of our body types. I wasn’t just going to control her without helping. As Hana spoke with her I began making changes to her body that would give her a lot of endurance. I changed it so physically she had just woken up from a very deep sleep so she wouldn’t succumb to tiredness for a good while.
“I’ll see you with the outfits at school tomorrow, bye.” Hana departed with those words and I waved as we left. Outfits sorted it was time for the next stop.
The arts centre was busiest during the evening. The building was party government funded and was to give a space for creatives from all disciplines somewhere to hone their craft. It was a very modern building with white walls and huge clear windows. We entered and greeted the receptionist. He directed us to where some bands were practicing. We were searching for a particular tune and while we didn’t get exactly that, we got close. We entered the private space a young band was practicing and held up the poser.
“Hello everyone. Tell me who is your composer and song writer?” They all gestured towards a much younger girl sitting in the corner. I hadn’t noticed her before so she was surprised by what she was seeing. I added her to the list of targets then gave my next order.
“I need you all to listen to me and obey me. Now I am in need of some music for tomorrow. You are going to compose it for me then record it.” As I said that I targeted them all with personality modifier. I sent their creativity through the roof and flooded them with inspiration, motivation and energy. With their creative muscles overflowing they worked very quickly. Writing a song and composing the music wasn’t easy but under circumstances it materialised within the span of a few hours. The band practiced the new song as Hana and I learnt the lyrics.
I liked what I heard. Now the only thing left was to actually record it. These people had lives so we quickly made our way to the recording studio to get it done tonight. With the app’s power we walked right in and set up. The staff were very helpful and assisted us with everything. Somehow we’d managed the impossible and by the end of a very busy night had gone from having nothing to having our first song. Now we just needed to record the video for it but we didn’t need our new friends for that. I sent everyone home with some minor edits to their memories.
After the hectic evening the quiet bus ride home was a nice change to pace.
“I had fun today bro.” Hana’s head came to rest on my shoulder. She’d closed her eyes and was enjoying the relaxing ride home as well. We arrived through the door a bit later than what was considered acceptable.
“I know tomorrow is a Friday but you still have school to attend.” Chloe gently scolded us both. It was just a warning thankfully. We headed upstairs to my room where I put my phone onto the charger. I’d used the poser, body modifier, personality modifier and memory alteration. The battery was almost dead as a result.
“Tomorrow is going to be fun. I have to go to my school, get my attendance marked, go to your school, do the same and get our outfits. Then we need to record our video and uploaded it.”
“It would be easier if you could go to my school. Hey bro why don’t you… I mean if the app gained the power to could we change our identities? It would be much easier that way.” She had a point. I tried to dodge the question but she surprised me by pushing for an answer.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You tell her your condition. She doesn't believe you are first but you soon show you're serious. You research the idol industry and discover a lot. You plan to enter a show on Sunday so rush to prepare for it. Afterwards Hana asks you if you could use the app to change into your idol alter ego permanently.<<endif>><img id="banner" src="images/Day4homecard.png">
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<div id="choice">[[It’s really just a bit of fun, nothing more|StarDuo2a]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>There was something just tempting to say no to. I wasn’t a big fan of being me so I told Hana that if that somehow happened I’d do it. At the time I wasn’t expecting anything to come off it but I did have my hopes. The next morning those hopes were turned to reality when I saw the update message.
'Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.'
I couldn’t believe it. I had to show Hana. I burst into her room without knocking and woke her.
“Joe… go away. Let me sleep.” In her mind nothing was more important than sleep.
“Hana the app. It updated! I can permanently transform us!” That got her up.
“You serious?” She jumped up and I showed her the message.
“Joe let’s do it! Transform us both into idols!” I didn’t need telling twice. I fired up the app and began changing our bodies to fit the image we wanted. Once that was done it was the moment of truth. I excluded us from the memory alteration then hit apply. I had some degree of freedom I could use to fabricate a backstory for my new image. I kept most of life the same but wanted to make myself a student at Hana’s school. The world was transformed but not without drawback. My phone went black as the intense power drain ate away my fully charged battery.
“Did it work?” Hana asked me. I was distracted checking my new body. If it had worked then I’d need to get used to this.
“Let’s go find out.” We headed downstairs to see what Chloe thought of our new appearances.
“Good morning.” We greeted her like normal.
“Oh you’re both up early,” Chloe replied but her smile turned our when she saw us both. “Why are you in your nightwear? Go get changed, or do you plan to go to school like that?” In our haste we’d forgotten to actually get dressed.
“Sorry mom,” Hana apologised. We both headed back upstairs to my room.
“It worked!” We were ecstatic. I checked my school books and saw they’d changed to reflect Hana’s school as if I’d always been attending it. All photos and written records of us had also changed to reflect our new appearances.
“I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. The Reborn app is amazing.” So amazing it had knocked itself out of commission. I plugged it into the charger it had only just left to try and recover some lost charge before school. Now the problem was that I had given myself a new life I knew nothing about.
“If the app worked as intended and has allowed me to fabricate a backstory to match my new image then I should now be a student at your school. Obviously the problem with that is I know jack shit about your school.” It wasn’t all bad news. Since I now went to school with Hana it gave me and extra twenty minutes before I had to leave the house. Hana used that time to give me as much information as she could. If the app wasn’t dead I’d have borrowed her memories on the topic.
“Girls time for school,” Chloe called up to us. I grabbed both my phone and the charger. Hopefully I’d be able to plug it in somewhere. For the first time ever I left the house with Hana and Chloe. Chloe drove us to as close to Hana’s school as the heavy traffic would allow. From there we completed a short walk to the school gates. Walking amongst the students I’d never known as if I was one of them was surreal.
“Good morning Hana.” A girl I didn’t know greeted us. She looked at me familiarly but didn’t say anything to me.
“Hey Julie, I was just speaking with… my sister.” We ran into a problem. I’d not created a new name for myself. Surely that didn’t mean I was still named Joe?
“Good morning Joe,” Julie greeted. Apparently it did. Julie’s memories must include some familiarity for me. She was Hana’s friend and I was Hana’s step-sister now so it made sense. Conveniently I was also in Hana’s class and we were both sat near the back. Directly behind me was a plug socket so before class began I plugged my charger into the wall then hid it with my bag. This class was scheduled to last a full hour. That should give my phone time to regain enough charge to allow me to use a few of the app’s features when I needed.
“Good morning class, I’ll start by collecting your homework.” Our teacher had appeared and began walking up and down the room to collect homework sheets. I pretended to search for mine as had become customary for me to do when I ‘forgot’ it.
“Oh?” I lifted out a completed homework sheet similar to those the other students were handing in. “I guess I did so it.” I was surprised the app had even changed my life to that degree. Manipulating memories, records and pictures was one thing, but changing my books and even my completed homework sheet from one school to those of another was just incredible.
The first class of the morning finally let up and morning break commenced. Hana and I made our way straight to the art department to find Mrs Rabura. We entered her room as the art students were leaving.
“We’re here!” Hana announced stepping into the room. Mrs Rabura looked up from her desk and smiled. She had bags under her eyes but thanks to the coffee on her desk was hanging in there.
“Ah Hana and Joe. Your new outfits are waiting for... wait...” Her face changed as her brain realised something was off. In her head Hana and I had visited her last night then had her make outfits for two people who looked just like us. The app hadn’t accounted for that error and now her brain was waking up to the fact something wasn’t right. I acted quickly to bring out the app and targeted her.
“Don’t worry about it miss. You will believe that only Hana and I visited you last night and the outfits you made are for us,” I ordered. The confusion on her face faded away.
“I must be tired. Okay girls let’s get you changed.” She led us into a spacious fitting room and saw what I was to wear. It looked amazing and I couldn’t wait to put it on. There was no reason to delay but there was problem, there was only a single fitting room. It was large enough for a small group but that wasn’t the issue. The issue was that Hana and I were in here together. Hana didn’t see it as a problem like I did.
“Hurry up sis, it’s not like we have anything to hide from one another.” She gave me a trusting smile. I guess she was right, we were both girls now so what was there to hide? I began changing and with Mrs Rabura’s help I was soon dressed. I positioned myself in front of the mirror and glee filled me as <<click "I saw myself.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/IdolDuo1.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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“I love it.” My heart spoke for me as I looked at the amazing outfit that looked wondrous on my body. The boots, the thigh-high socks, the ribbons, the skirt, the top, the gloves and especially the feathery hairpiece. It all just worked and the feeling it gave me swayed my heart into accepting this new body more. Already I was beginning to feel more at home in this form than my previous one.
“I love it too!” Hana’s outfit was very similar to mine yet also had its own unique perks to it. It was amazing to think these were the product a single night’s work. I couldn’t wait to wear these onto the stage but first we had a video to shoot.
“Thank you so much Mrs Rabura. You are the absolute best teacher ever.” Hana continued praising her while I rewarded her in a different way. I expended some of my precious phone charge to get rid of those bags and restore a little youth. We changed back into our much less appealing school uniforms and left with our new outfits packed carefully into duffle bag.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up to discover the app has updated. The new feature grants you the ability to change the past and fulfil your idol dream. Later you and Hana go to school together to get your new outfits.<<endif>>
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[[Next|StarDuo3b]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I think you’re misunderstanding. I want to do this because it’s fun but it isn’t something I’m going to change my life for.” That was what I told her and those words replayed in my mind as I woke up the next morning. Hana hadn’t been pleased with my response but she was able to see it from my standpoint.
“Well today is a busy day.” I grabbed my phone from the charger and took a look at today’s update. Almost as if fate had been listening in I saw the update message.
'Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don’t select yourself you will also be affected.'
I’d already decided to not use the function but the fact it existed blew my mind. The app’s power was getting beyond belief which was why I was sad to see it was the final update. It was something to think about later but right now I had a plan to execute. I performed my morning routine and headed to school. I didn’t meet up with my friends; instead I went straight to the school office and used the poser to convince the school secretary to alter my attendance once the attendance sheets came back. Step one was now complete but step two required travelling to Hana’s school on the other side of town. Two buses would be required for that unpleasant journey. I left my school as other were still arriving, ignoring their confused eyes as they saw me leaving.
It took well over an hour to get to Hana’s school. The rush hour traffic wasn’t kind and neither were the buses with both arriving behind schedule. It was already morning break when I reached the gates of Hana’s more prestigious school. I text her to let her know I was here as I headed for the school office. Upon entering I had the office clerk’s full attention.
“How can I help you?” They gave a mistrusting fake smile. Well I can understand since I was wearing the uniform of another school during regular school hours.
“Hi I’m here to collect my step-sister for a doctor’s appointment.”
“What’s her name?” Before I could say I heard my name being called.
“Hey Joe,” Hana called out. She ran over to meet. “Are you ready?”
“Sure am.” Now the problem was the office clerk watching us like a hawk.
“Hana your step-brother says you have a doctor’s appointment?” Why was she asking that as a question? Just how untrustworthy a person did this woman see me as?
“Oh I have my note right here somewhere.” Hana pretended to search for a note. She didn’t have one and was waiting for me to use the app.
“You will accept Hana’s note whatever it is and believe it to be an official doctor’s note. You will then give it back but believe you misplaced it.” Hearing this order Hana handed her a sweet wrapper. The clerk examined it with a strained face. Her brain was forced to believe this was a valid doctor’s note but the sensible part of her was fighting it. Where was the doctor’s name or signature? Eventually the poser won and she handed back the note.
“That’s okay. What time will you return at?”
“During lunch.”
“Okay. Remember to sign back in.”
“Can you do it for me?” Hana nudged me as she asked the clerk that.
“You will do as she asks,” I said with the poser. It occurred me were forgetting something. “Hana do you have everything?” I steered the conversation towards what we needed to do.
“Oh right. We need to get my other bag.” Hana was quick in working out what she’d forgotten and coming up with a reasonable excuse to get it. “Come help me carry it bro.” We slipped away and I found somewhere secluded to transform into my bustier self. I also added Hana’s uniform into the mix so I wouldn’t be out of place.
“How do I look?” I spun around giving her uniform a twirl.
“Unsightly, c’mon let’s get our real outfits.” We went straight to the art department. Numerous people stared at me as I passed. Was my female beauty so captivating? It was a bit uncomfortable.
“We’re here!” Hana announced stepping into the art department. Mrs Rabura looked up from her desk and smiled. She had bags under her eyes but thanks to the coffee on her desk was hanging in there.
“Ah Hana and… Sorry I’ve forgotten your name.”
“Jess.” I grabbed the first thing that came to me.
“Jess your new outfit is waiting for you in the fitting room.” I followed into the spacious fitting room and saw what I was to wear. There was no reason to delay trying it on so we closed the curtains and Mrs Rabura helped me into my new outfit. Allowing her to touch my body was a slightly uncomfortable. I was still a guy after all even if my body was currently female. Once done I positioned myself in front of the mirror and took a strange look at myself.
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“It’s really good.” I wasn’t giving it proper credit; the outfit looked amazing on my body. The boots, the thigh-high socks, the ribbons, the skirt, the top, the gloves and especially the feathery hairpiece; it was all really well done. Hana peaked in to see the results.
“Wow. I can’t wait to see mine… I mean my friends.” She nearly let slip she and the other girl were the same person. It would be troublesome to have Hana change here. She’d have to wait until later. I changed back into my previous attire and thanked Mrs Rabura for her help.
“Thank you so much Mrs Rabura. You are the absolute best teacher ever.” Hana gave her some real praise while I rewarded her in a different way. I expended some of my phone charge to get rid of those bags and restore a little youth. We left with both our outfits packed neatly into a duffle bag. I was a little nervous about actually performing while wearing it. The thought of so many people watching me as I dance and sung in such a flashy outfit just didn’t resonate with me.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>TBD<<endif>>
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[[Next|StarDuo3a]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Sorting out our attendance was a cake walk with the Reborn app. We were soon on our way to the studio to record our video. Because of the looming deadline we weren’t in a position to use a green screen and render in a fancy backdrop. Fortunately the arts centre had everything we needed to rent. With the Reborn app we didn’t need to pay for equipment or the talents of the staff who knew how to use them. With just under an hour before we needed to submit our application Hana and I stepped out of the changing rooms both clad in our new attire.
“You guys ready?” A small crew had grouped to help us with this. Our CD from the recording studio was loaded and ready to play. The lighting guy was ready as was the sound guy. They were all waiting for us to give the go ahead.
“Let’s do a practice run first.” We needed it. Together we took to the stage and began our routine that we had hastily put together. It was a mess and made me thankful it was just a practice. We tried again with some improvement.
“Looking great, let us know when you want to record it.” The cameraman must be watching something else. I looked up at the time. It wasn’t looking good.
“Let’s do it.” We were cutting it very close. The stage went dark then the stage lights came on. I reminded myself that this didn’t need to be perfect, just good enough. The music started and our bodies moved like we had trained them to. Our lip movements matched our pre-recorded words. With vigour we danced and with the final note we struck a pose and held it.
“That’s a wrap.” It was done. I didn’t have time to rest. We had to get the video processed and uploaded. Thankfully we had a powerful laptop and it was only a three and half minute long video. We synced up the audio and rendered it. Next I logged us into the website and began uploading. The building’s fibre optic network made light work getting our creation online. I still needed a title.
“How about… Star Silhouette?” When I asked for suggestions that was the best one that came back. We were out of time so that would have to be it. With just a minute to spare I submitted our application and only then did I finally relax.
“Was it any good?” Hana asked. I hadn’t even viewed it properly yet since there had been no time.
“Let’s see it.” The laptop was turned around for us to see. We hit the play button and we watched our performance. It was how you would expect it to be given our circumstances. Hana and I were barely in sync with each other much less the music. To the untrained eye it was passable but to a hard core fan or professional it was just a mess. On the bright side it was a lot better than 90% of what was on the website.
“We have a lot to improve upon.” We had potential, but there was a lot to get done before that.
“Thanks everyone for the help.” It was time to release these people from our control. They had been forced to help us so I had to alter their memories a little so they wouldn’t question why they had broken the rules to assist two strangers. When everything was done and packed up Hana and I were starving so went to get lunch in the city. Afterwards we wasted a bit of time before heading back to school. We had to pretend we had been in attendance so when Chloe arrived to take us home we had to both be there at the regular time back in our uniforms.
Ultimately everything went off without a hitch. When I finally got back to my room the phone went straight into the charger then I threw myself onto my bed. Today had been a lot of things. Fun however was the word I used to describe it most. It was just the first step though and if Hana and I were to commit to this life-style then we had a lot to do. Our performance was still leagues from world class. If we wanted to make our stage debut a success we needed to put in a lot of practice. On a live stage there were no practice rounds or retakes. We got one chance so had to nail it first time. If we pulled out a victory then our popularity would skyrocket.
“Well every second that passes is one we could be using to practice.” I got up from my bed and went through to see Hana. When I entered she was on her laptop watching the video of us.
“I’m just analysing our performance… sis I think we should practice,” she explained.
“I came in to say the same. We have time so let’s use every second of it.” I had slightly more floor space than Hana. We moved everything out of the way then with music blasting from my laptop we got started. We were our own judges and we weren’t kind.
“Hana you’re lagging behind.”
“Joe you’re being too stiff.” We critiqued each other so that bit by bit we could improve. Our practice suddenly got interrupted by a knock on my door.
“Come in,” I called out. I paused the music as Chloe opened the door to look at us.
“I was a little curious about what’s all the noise is about.” I saw no reason to hide our intentions from her. Our goal was to reach the stars so she was going to find out sooner or later.
“We’re practicing. We entered a competition that’s on Sunday and we aren’t aiming for second place.” Chloe’s face lit up with surprise.
“Together?” She enquired.
“Yup,” Hana replied proudly. “We’re a sisterly duo act.” That brought a warm smile to Chloe’s face. It warmed my heart seeing her smile.
“What time is your performance? I might come watch.”
“We haven’t got the time yet but we’ll know soon.” We still didn’t have confrontation but we were hopeful. At worst we’d have to do our debut performance another time.
“You seem serious. I’ll leave you alone. See you soon for dinner.” Chloe left us to resume our practice. Hana had a few words to say to me before we got back at it.
“Hey, are you really my useless step-brother?” That comment came out of nowhere.
“What do you mean?”
“You just aren’t acting how I used to imagine you. This feels more like some sappy dream than reality. The Joe I knew, who I barely knew, kept to himself and didn’t ever seem like he’d step out of his comfort zone. Now he’s turned into a girl who has not only promised to form a duo idol act with me but is serious about it. I know it sounds silly and slightly mistrusting, but I can’t help but wonder if you are actually someone else who has replaced the real Joe.” Her words caused me to take a moment to think. Was I acting so out of character? Or was this the real me who’d just never been given a real chance to shine? Maybe Hana was just asking the question she felt she had to ask. The Reborn app made anything possible which included the notion that someone else had replaced me.
“Here.” I handed Hana my phone. “Use the poser to order me to tell the truth.” That would clear up if I was an imposter or not. Hana didn’t take it. She pushed the phone back into my hand.
“It’s alright. I didn’t really doubt you. Sis, glad things turned out this way. If I’m honest there were times I was considering stealing that app for myself. ‘It’s such a cool power, why does he get to be the one who has it?’ Thoughts like those clouded my head, but as we grew closer I’ve realised that the app falling into your hands was probably the best thing that could have happened to me. I just want to say that whatever happens sis, thank you.” Hana poured her heart into those words that left me silenced. “Now let’s get back to it!” She hit the play button and we resumed our routine.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You leave Hana's school and head out to the arts centre to record a video and submit it as part of your application. You succeed just in time. Later at home Chloe hears your practice so you tell her about the stage show. Hana says a few kind words then you resume practicing.<<endif>>
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[[Next|StarDuo4b]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Sorting out Hana’s attendance was a cake walk with the Reborn app. We were soon on our way to the studio to record our video. Because of the looming deadline we weren’t in a position to use a green screen and render in a fancy backdrop and effects. Fortunately the arts centre had everything we needed to rent. With the Reborn app we didn’t need to pay for equipment or the talents of the staff who knew how to use them. With just under an hour before we needed to submit our application Hana and I stepped out of the changing rooms both clad in our new attire. I still felt a bit awkward wearing it. It was my first time seeing Hana wear it and I had to saw I was impressed. <<click "She wore it">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/IdolHana.png]]<</replace>><</click>> much better than what I did.
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“You girls ready?” A small crew had grouped to help us with this. Our CD from the recording studio was loaded and ready to play. The lighting guy was ready as was the sound guy. They were all waiting for us to give the go ahead.
“Let’s do a practice run first.” We needed it. Together we took to the stage and began our routine that we had hastily put together. It was a mess and made me thankful it was just a practice. We tried again with some improvement.
“Looking great, let us know when you want to record it.” The cameraman must be watching something else if he is saying it’s good. I looked up at the time. It also wasn’t looking good.
“Let’s do it.” We were cutting it very close. We had to record now. The stage went dark then the stage lights came on. I reminded myself that this didn’t need to be perfect, just good enough. The music started and our bodies moved like we had trained them to. Our lip movements matched our pre-recorded words. With vigour we pretended to sing and with the final note we struck a simple pose and held it.
“That’s a wrap.” It was done. I didn’t have time to rest. We had to get the video processed and uploaded. Thankfully we had a powerful laptop and it was only a three and half minute long video. We synced up the audio and rendered it. Next I logged us into the website and began uploading. The building’s fibre optic network made light work of getting our creation online. With just a minute to spare I submitted our application and only then did I finally relax.
“Was it any good?” Hana asked. I hadn’t even viewed it properly yet since there had been no time.
“Let’s see it.” The laptop was turned around for us to see. He hit the play button and watched our performance. It was how you would expect it to be given our circumstances. Hana and I were barely in sync with each other much less the music. To the untrained eye it was passable but to a hard core fan or professional it was just a mess. On the bright side it was a lot better than 90% of what was on the website.
“We have a lot to improve upon.” We had potential, but there was a lot to get done before that. I wasn’t super into this idea but even I didn’t want our performance to be this shabby.
“Thanks everyone for the help.” It was time to release these people from our control. They had been forced to help us so I had to alter their memories a little so they wouldn’t question why they had broken the rules to assist two strangers. When everything was done and packed up Hana and I were starving so went to get lunch in the city. Afterwards we headed back to our respective schools. We had to pretend we had been in attendance, Hana especially since Chloe would be there to take her home.
Ultimately everything went off without a hitch. When I finally got back to my room the phone went straight into the charger then I threw myself onto my bed. Today had been a lot of things. Enjoyable however was the word I used to describe it most. It was something different but I’m glad I said to Hana when I did I had no intention of making this permanent.
Our performance was still leagues from world class. Well it didn’t matter that much. It just had to been good enough. I might be worth getting some practice in later. After dinner I’d ask Hana if she was up for it. That was my plan but ten minutes later Hana came knocking on my door.
“Bro, I was watching our video and I think we need practice really badly.”
“You think so to. Okay but let’s have dinner first. This evening we’ll work hard.”
“Alright.” She left again. I laid back down and stared at the ceiling. We hadn’t even got confirmation yet so there was no sense in going all out only to get denied.
That evening my dad was a little late and subsequently so was dinner. With only a few hours of the evening left we got started. In my room I transformed into girl Joe again then with music blasting from my laptop we got started. We were our own judges and we weren’t kind.
“Hana you’re lagging behind.”
“Joe you’re being too stiff.” We critiqued each other so that bit by bit we could improve. Our practice suddenly got interrupted by a knock on my door.
“Stall!” I hissed at Hana. I dived for my phone as Chloe called out to us.
“Is everything alright in there? I heard a lot of noise.”
“Oh? Give us a moment mum,” Hana replied. I fired up the Reborn app and reversed the changes to our bodies. “Alright come in.”
“Oh hello Chloe,” I greeted.
“I was a little curious about what’s all the noise is about.” I’d been hoping she’d just ignore it.
“Oh we were just playing some music.” I had to cover this up.
“The same track?” She enquired. Why did she have to be so nosy? There was only one thing for it. I reached for my phone and selected the poser function.
“Chloe, ignore the noise coming from this room. Now leave us and return to what you were doing before.”
“Okay. See you later.” She left us believing she was doing so under her own will. As she closed the door I received a scowl from Hana.
“Joe please don’t use the app on my mum like that.”
“I was just saving our cover. She can’t know about this for obvious reasons. Now let’s get back to it or do you want to call it quits tonight?” Hana opted to continue but it didn’t last long. Chloe’s interruption had made us a little conscious about the noise and that hindered us. We ultimately called it quits and Hana returned to her room once I’d returned us to normal.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>TBD<<endif>>
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[[Next|StarDuo4a]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Saturday morning I usually slept in a little. Hana however decided to wake me up to inform me that we had gotten confirmation that we’d be able to attend the event. She’d already gone ahead and confirmed our attendance but the time slot was less than ideal.
“Ouch, that’s going to be a tough slot.” It was the 3rd slot in the schedule to be exact. We weren’t the opener and we weren’t anywhere near the finisher. Looking at the others I saw we’d been lumped together with a lot of amateurs. Well that was to be expected honestly since we were also a no name act.
“It’s not looking good. People don’t really take the early acts seriously. The judges don’t even pay much attention until near the end.” Hana explained just how bad our situation.
“So they already have low expectations from us? I find that a bit insulting but I guess they are right. Well the only thing we can do is practice. First thought I want breakfast.” After breakfast we practiced until lunch. Our performance was definitely improving but it was still leagues from some of the acts we’d be up against. I could tell Hana had also realised this as she was less serious than what she had been yesterday. We had a bit more fun and towards the evening we eased off then stopped. We’d ironed out a lot of the creases and in my opinion we would be able to hold our own tomorrow.
“Let’s call it quits for tonight. Tomorrow is the big day.”
“Yeah. See you later then.” Hana left my room giving me some alone time. I had to admit the past few days had been fun, but all this practice was time consuming. I couldn’t wait for this all to be over.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>TBD<<endif>>
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[[Next|StarDuo5a]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Welcome to Idol Extra!” The announcer greeted the huge crowd of fans who’d appeared to witness the event. The girl was very uniquely dressed and had partnered up with a man who was the complete opposite. He looked like a stiff business man she had dragged along. He handled the mundane business side of the event, mentioning sponsors, the format and prizes.
“We have over twenty acts over the next few hours where we showcase from the best up and coming idol talent on offer. Opening for us will be the world famous Seven Stars. Remember they aren’t in competition, the highlight of the show will be an acclaimed performance by Red-Dice who are so remember to cheer!” The crowd cheered loudly. I noticed that the crowd was mostly if not entirely male. The performance was also being streamed live but I can imagine wouldn’t sound as good online as it would in person.
“This going to be amazing.” Hana was pumped and ready to go. Our performance aside she was still excited to be here.
We had come already dressed so didn’t need to change. The organisers had the track we’d be performing to and since it was broad daylight there was little point in a light show. It was all about our song and dance so we had to impress. We were able to watch the first performance from the side. The group known as Seven-Stars appeared with their seven members. They all sported matching glittering white outfits that resembled angels if anything. They hadn’t even started and I was already captivated.
“Good morning everyone!” Their lead took to the stage to greet her audience. Building up crowd hype was a part of an idol’s persona. I was leaving that all in Hana’s hands. Music began booming from the loud speakers and the opening act started. I’d only seen idol performances through my computer screen up until now. It couldn’t compare to real life and the co-ordinated performance from the seven professionals blew me away. They were good, very good. They were hands down far better than us. I’d never be able to reach that level.
“Well we just have to do what we can.” I replied to a question I was never asked. After they finished their performance there was a short lull before the second group came on. While Seven-Stars had hyped me up the next group did the opposite. It was a group of three and instead of tailored uniforms they were wearing modified school uniforms. I could see what they were aiming for but there was just something missing and the result felt bland. The uniforms weren’t as bland as their performance. The music sounded stale, their voices had no impact, their dance lacked style and their movements were sloppy. I could appreciate the effort they put into it, but the fact half the crowd had stopped paying attention said a lot about them. Seeing a poor display boosted my hopes as I knew we could do better, but also worried me that we might do just as bad.
“We should head backstage and get ready.” We would be up soon. Hana and I prepped by butting our heads together. We had said all we wanted to say. Before the event I used the app to give us steady nerves and boost our confidence. The human body’s built in sabotage mechanics had been disabled so as long as we kept focused we wouldn’t screw up. When I heard second act finish I knew our name would soon be called.
“Star Silhouette are you ready?” It was time to go. The previous group got off the stage and then we got the signal to go out and replace them. I saw some of the lost interest pick up again as we stepped out.
“Welcome everyone!” Hana shouted with waving boldly. “We are Star Silhouette; we hope to light up your hearts with our light.” Hana’s words were cringe worthy yet the crowd loved it. “Please give us a big cheer when we are done, now everyone, let’s shine!” Her idol persona was so different from the Hana I knew.
The music started as we got into position. Our performance had started so I moved my body just as we had practiced. From what I could tell we had got off to a good start but the crowd’s reaction was lukewarm. Some people were still ignoring us but I didn’t let it get to me. With the final beat I struck a pose that Hana mirrored. I heard clapping and some light cheers.
“Well done!” Someone shouted. It wasn’t the uproar we were dreaming off but at least they liked it. We left the stage and not a moment after we’d left the public eye did Hana turn and give me a big smile.
“Thanks Joe. That was fun.” The noise of the crowd had all but vanished now.
“Did you enjoy your time as an idol?”
“I did, but being an idol is hard work. I think I can appreciate their lifestyles better now. Well nothing ventured nothing gained.” In her words I sensed a trace of disappointment. She’d probably been expecting better but what’s done is done. We could only wait for the results to come in. We were required to stay for the whole duration of the event as the winners would be announced at the end. Some groups had left anyway after realising they stood no chance of winning. At the end of the event the top five were called back onto the stage and on that list was us.
“In fifth place, Star Silhouette!” They called our name immediately. The crowd clapped modesty and gave a few cheers. We were brushed to the side as the 4th place finishers were called out. When 3rd place was announced everyone had already forgotten about us. As expected the favourites to win, Red-Dice, did just that. The crowd gave them a huge cheer as Hana and I left the stage with the others.
“Well a top five isn’t bad.”
“It isn’t good either,” Hana retorted. “Let’s get home before our parents get suspicious.” It was hard to read her current mood. She was disappointed, a little happy and somewhat relived from what I could tell. When we arrived back home we had returned to normal. Hana was Hana and I was myself. We split up and went into our separate bedrooms where we both did the same thing. We took out our idol uniforms and laid them flat on the bed.
“Well it was fun,” I said. “But this is where we part ways.” I wasn’t getting rid of it. I admired the effort that had been put into it plus it was a nice memento. I didn’t want Chloe seeing it so I carefully pulled an old suitcase from my wardrobe and neatly put the outfit inside. I slid the suitcase back to where it had come from and shut the door.
If nothing else these past few days had given me a lot of experience using the app. I opened up my phone to confirm it was still there, ready and waiting for its next target. I wasn’t in the mood right now though. Tomorrow school would resume. Last Monday I woke up with a bugged icon that did nothing, but this Monday I’d be waking up with a fully operational world changing app. A part of me wondered what would have happened if things had gone better with Hana, but a bigger part of me wondered what the future would hold.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You go to the event and score a fifth placed finish. You didn't really care so it doesn't bother you. Now that Hana has got being an idol out of her system things can return to normal.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Saturday morning was when we received a confirmation email. Hana and I had gotten up early to continue practicing. As we’d hoped we’d been selected and with a single click we confirmed we’d be attending the event. In my haste I forgot the check what time they actually wanted us there until after I’d confirmed us.
“Ouch, that’s going to be a tough slot.” It was the 3rd slot in the schedule to be exact. We weren’t the opener and we weren’t anywhere near the finisher. Looking at the others I saw we’d been lumped together with a lot of amateurs. Well that was to be expected honestly since we were also a no name act.
“It’s not looking good. People don’t really take the early acts seriously. The judges don’t even pay much attention until near the end.” Hana explained just how bad our situation.
“So they already have low expectations from us? Then we’ll just have to blow them away with a stand-out performance!” I wasn’t letting this get me down. We still had a full day to turn our sloppy movements into refined beauty.
“Hana change of plans. We’re heading out to get some professional help.” I was fired up and wanted to do everything within my power short of flat out cheating to win. If we really wanted to stand out we needed to recruit an expert to help us perfect our act. With the Reborn app in hand we left the house and headed to the familiar arts building. Being a Saturday morning the building was very busy with many young children taking classes that their parents insisted on them taking. We walked past each room, peaking inside until we found what we were looking for.
“Bingo.” Inside the dance studio we saw a world class ballet instructor teaching a group of youths. The instructor was past her prime, but she had done ballet her whole life and it really showed. She moved her body in ways most people her age were incapable of doing even as a children. She was perfect so we slid into the room to interrupt this high priced lesson. Our act of rudeness was forgiven thanks to the poser and soon we had full use of the room and the instructor. The children were put into a trance until their parents returned. Our new instructor’s words were harsh but true. We did our best to follow through and if we were physically incapable of doing what she asked, then we used the Reborn app to change that. She taught us about impact and what we didn’t understand we just borrowed directly from her head. We couldn’t keep her to ourselves forever. Afternoon forced us apart as someone else came to use the room for a class. We let our instructor return to her normal life while we went in search of someone to improve our singing. Our song practice took up the rest of the evening. When it came time for the building to shut we returned home and resumed our practice in the simplicity of my room. Chloe and my dad had no trouble sleeping after I used the Reborn app on them. Meanwhile Hana and I practiced into the night, using the app to refresh ourselves at regular intervals. When morning finally came we got dressed, had a big breakfast, got into the back of Chloe’s car then headed for our debut performance.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You spend the day getting some serious practice in for the event. You even continue into the night to ensure success.<<endif>>
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[[Next|StarDuo5b]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Welcome to Idol Extra!” The announcer greeted the huge crowd of fans who’d appeared to witness the event. The girl was very uniquely dressed and had partnered up with a man who was the complete opposite. He looked like a stiff business man she had dragged along. He handled the mundane business side of the event, mentioning sponsors, the format and prizes.
“We have over twenty acts over the next few hours where we showcase from the best up and coming idol talent on offer. Opening for us will be the world famous Seven Stars. Remember they aren’t in competition, the highlight of the show will be an acclaimed performance by Red-Dice who are so remember to cheer!” The crowd cheered loudly. I noticed that the crowd was mostly if not entirely male. The performance was also being streamed live but I can imagine wouldn’t sound as good online as it would in person.
“This going to be amazing.” Hana was pumped and ready to go. She had to wait her turn though. We had come already dressed so didn’t need to change. The organisers had the track we’d be performing to and since it was broad daylight there was little point in a light show. It was all about our song and dance so we had to impress. We were able to watch the first performance from the side. The group known as Seven-Stars appeared with their seven members. They all sported matching glittering white outfits that resembled angels if anything. They hadn’t even started and I was already captivated.
“Good morning everyone!” Their lead took to the stage to greet her audience. Building up crowd hype was a part of an idol’s persona. I was leaving that all in Hana’s hands. Music began booming from the loud speakers and the opening act started. I’d only seen idol performances through my computer screen up until now. It couldn’t compare to real life and the co-ordinated performance from the seven professionals blew me away. They were good, very good. They were hands down far better than us, but that was only for now.
“I’m getting pumped, I can’t wait to get up there.” I replied to a question I was never asked. After they finished their performance there was a short lull before the second group came on. While Seven-Stars had damaged my hope of winning the next group did the opposite. It was a group of three and instead of tailored uniforms they were wearing modified school uniforms. I could see what they were aiming for but there was just something missing and the result felt bland. They weren’t as bland as their performance. The music sounded stale, their voices had no impact, their dance lacked style and their movements were sloppy. I could appreciate the effort they put into it, but the fact half the crowd had stopped paying attention said a lot about them. Seeing a poor display boosted my hopes as I knew we could do better.
“We should head backstage and get ready.” We would be up soon. Hana and I prepped by butting our heads together. We had said all we wanted to say. Before the event I used the app to give us steady nerves and boost our confidence. The human body’s built in sabotage mechanics had been disabled so as long as we kept focused we wouldn’t screw up.
“Star Silhouette are you ready?” It was time to go. The previous group got off the stage and then we got the signal to go out and replace them. I saw some of the lost interest pick up again as we stepped out.
“Welcome everyone!” Hana shouted with waving boldly. “We are Star Silhouette, we hope to light up your hearts with our light.” Hana’s words were cringe worthy yet the crowd loved it. “Please give us a big cheer when we are done, now everyone, let’s shine!” Her idol persona was so different from the Hana I knew.
The music stared as we got into position. Our performance had started so let my very being move with it. My body, my voice, everything moved with the music. I lost myself completely in our performance and so did Hana. The crowd’s lost attention was now back and they were cheering even though our performance had yet to end. With the final beat I grabbed Hana and we held onto to each to support ourselves in a position that would be impossible to maintain alone. The cheering reached new levels as I let go of Hana and took a bow. We’d done well and regardless of the outcome it had felt absolutely amazing. Even if we got last place I wanted to do this again. The cheering of the crowd and exhilaration of the performance was something I had to have in my life.
We left the stage and not a moment after we’d left the public eye did Hana pulled me into a joyous hug.
“That was amazing. Thank you so much,” she cried. She had a few tears in her eyes but her smile was radiant. “Let’s go find mum.” We proudly left the stage to find Chloe. She’d broken away from the crowd allowing us to easily track her down.
“That was amazing you two.” She gave Hana a tight hug then pulled me into as well. “I’m so proud. I had no idea you two were so talented.” We’d had help, a hell of a lot of it. Next time I wanted to limit the use of the Reborn app. I knew what I wanted to do and I wanted to do it without help from supernatural forces. The app had opened a gate previously locked to us, now it was up to us walk the path. We were required to stay for the whole duration of the event as the winners would be announced at the end. Some groups had left anyway after realising they stood no chance of winning. At the end of the event the top five were called back onto the stage and on that list was us.
“In fifth place…” Please don’t call us. “Spec-i-cal!” I felt a surge of relief. This was nerve wracking. Each time I got worse. Fourth place was called, then third. Now it was just us and the favourites, Red-Dice.
“The top spot was unbelievably close. We’d love to choose two winners but that wouldn’t be fair on anyone. So without further ado the winner of Idol Extra is… Star Silhouette!” I felt a urge of happiness as our name was called. We’d won. We’d actually won. It was a feeling an underachiever like myself wasn’t used to.
“We did it!” Hana leapt at me with a tight hug. I was stunned by the announcement but recovered and began waving to the crowd.
“Thank you so much!” I called out. After the victory celebrations we did a short interview where we boldly declared that we were aiming for the top spot. That night Chloe treated Hana and I to celebratory meal at our favourite restaurant. Afterwards we returned home but there was still more one surprise in store for me. As I lay on my bed I heard a gentle knock.
“Come in.” It was a bit late but I knew it was Hana.
“Hey sis, um… would it be trouble if I slept in here tonight?” I was surprised.
“Where did this come from?”
“I just want to… you know… make up for lost time.” I could understand where she was coming from. In six months we had never really bonded. Now in the past few days we’d come very close, so close I could proudly call her my sister.
“Sure thing.” I opened up a space for her next to me. It was strange having her next to me yet also calming. That warm calm feeling suppressed any sexual desires and allowed me to sleep soundly next to my sister.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You go to the event and score a first placed finish thanks to your hard work and dedication. Close than ever before you wonder about the future.<<endif>>
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“Thank you everyone!” We cried out to the concert hall filled with our fans. Thousands of glow sticks were being waved around over their heads as they cheered with all their hearts. With our encore over it was finally time for us to leave the spotlight. We thanked the crowd once more then left the bright lights of the stage. Backstage we could still hear the crowd chanting our name with overwhelming passion.
“Great work you two.” The support staff applauded, thankful for the miracle that was us to have come into their lives. They were all here of their own free will as the Reborn app, the tool that opened the gate, had departed from our lives soon after fulfilling it role. We wouldn’t be here without its help but at the same time it was our own determination and commitment that got us this far.
“Everyone the rankings just updated, look who is now number one!” In the top place slot was Star Silhouette. That name we had created under the pressure of a looming deadline was now a household name.
“We did it!” Hana cried as she leapt at me and caught me in a tight hug.
“Yeah, we did.” My life had gone in a direction I never imagined it. I had once been walking the path of a no-name nobody alone but now I was walking the path of a shining star with Hana. Now that we had claimed the number one school idol spot, it was time for us to announce our plans for the future. It was time to go pro.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you are now the top ranked school idol group in the world. You turn towards the future where you aim to become professonals.<<endif>>
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>After Cassidy left I swapped back into my own body then continued my day like normal. Dave pestered me several times about the app and during class I saw Cassidy glaring at him. I wasn’t sure what was thinking but when she suddenly snapped her fingers with sinister joy I guessed she’d thought of something. I made sure that I’d be able to swap with Ms Spur again before Cassidy returned to her room. By doing so I was ready and waiting when Cassidy came knocking.
“I’ve got it!” She declared upon entering. “Bimbofication.”
“That’s a word?” I’ve seen it used a lot but I wonder if it is in any dictionary.
“Dave is oh so proud of being the first guy to fuck me. I want to be the first guy to fuck him! Oh but not just me. I want the entire football team pounding his ass, and I want him to shamefully love every second of it!”
“Dave knows about the app… he’d suspect…”
“He won’t because he’ll ask you for the changes. You use the poser on him to make him think he wants to be a bimbo so when he becomes on he’ll believe it was his own decision.” There was one big problem with that. Dave and I were immune to the poser now. While it safeguarded me against Cassidy stealing my phone and ordering me around, it also meant using the poser on Dave was out. I could however alter his personality. That was more discrete but a sudden change might make him suspect me.
“I’ll alter his personality to make him swing that way… slowly of course. We want him to think it’s happening naturally and that this is who he really is.” Cassidy liked my twist on her idea. I knew they had a date planned for tonight, and I suspected Dave might learn a thing or two about himself on it.
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[[Next|DaveK5c]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Saturday. A day of relaxation and peace. The Reborn app true to its word about yesterday being the final update and had been silent this morning. A lack of updates was disappointing but it had already given me so much to play around with. I had used it on Dave yesterday to tweak his personality before he went on his date, but I hadn’t got word from him yet on his date went. Given that he was currently in a body he couldn’t return home in I suspect that call would come soon.
I wasn’t wrong. I got a phone call around 10AM from Dave informing me he was on his way. He arrived 5 minutes later and I showed up him to my room.
“Thanks.” Dave sat down on my bed with his head tilted downwards. He was emitting a depressing tone.
“What’s up? She dump you?” He put some effort into a laugh that didn’t quite make it.
“I wish. I was with her and it was going great… but then I started to like… how do I say it… Okay Joe promise you won’t laugh or judge me.”
“I’m far beyond judging you at this stage.”
“Okay what happened was, I was dancing and doing my thing, but some guy grabbed my ass for some reason. I guess it was a mistake but then I just couldn’t stop thinking about it. I mean I kind of wanted it to happen again and I think I tried to actually provoke it. The problem being this wasn’t a gay club so nobody was interested. Is that weird? Wanting guys to grab your ass?” Cassidy had probably arranged for that ‘accidental’ ass grab to happen.
“I don’t see any problem. If you liked it then there is nothing wrong with that.”
“But I don’t want to be gay! Can’t you fix it?” I sighed. This would take a lot of explaining.
“Saying that being gay is something that needs to be fixed would piss a lot of people off.” I knew the PC stance I was taking was bullshit but I just needed an excuse to not change his personality. “Still… if you were a girl then technically having guys grabbing your ass would be a different story.”
“I’m not turning myself into a girl just so guys can grab my ass!” I knew he’d say that. I also knew that thanks to the changes to his personality I’d made he’d have my suggestion in the back of his mind long after this conversation ended.
“It’s your choice. Anyway let’s turn you back to normal.” I changed his body back to normal but also altered his personality further. I wonder how long before he gave my offer some real consideration.
“Actually Joe… could I try it out? Let’s head out tonight and I’ll take a shot at it.” Wow a whole five seconds. I was expecting at least an hour or two minimum.
“Alright. Any preferences or should I just hit you with the gender swap function? I can’t copy anyone since that would remove the people I’ve got selected currently.”
“I guess just a gender swap.”
“Okay we’ll do that later then. Leave the club choice up to me.” And by up to me I meant up to Cassidy. She’d know a place where the guys were very forward and grabby.
Night had fallen again. I met up with Dave at a burger place not far from the club Cassidy had picked for us. I told Dave I’d be wearing a red shirt and brown jacket yet he still failed to pick me out when he entered.
“Hey Dave,” I called out waving to him. That got his attention but he just stood in the doorway looking at me. It took them several seconds to realise that the reason I told him what I’d be wearing was because I wouldn’t be myself. My body had been altered considerably since I also needed to use this body to meet up with Cassidy. I had much more masculine features and beneath my shirt was a forest of dark chest hair ready to impress. I was half a foot taller as well and had changed my face so that it no longer resembled my real one.
“Joe?” Dave came over and sat down next to me.
“Who else would it be? So you ready to explore a new you or do you want to eat first?”
“I want to transform now.” Good choice. I knew somewhere we could get some privacy to do so. We left the burger place and ducked into a side street. A loading bay provided us excellent cover so I targeted Dave with the app and modified his body. The first update the app had gotten was the ability to modify bodies and it seemed like the one getting the most use. Using the options given to me I bimbofied Dave’s body. His chest expanded, his hips became curvy, his ass expanded like an airbag and his face became excessively feminine. His clothes were also changed by the app. His jeans shrunk into a denim mini-skirt and his shirt turned into a blouse that could barely contain his large chest. Most importantly his sex organs changed from a man’s to a woman’s as did the underwear protecting them.
“So how do you feel?” I had to admit, his currently figured was pretty eye catching.
“Isn’t this a bit excessive?” He spun around looking at his new body and the clothing adorned to it. He had to put thought into standing upright thanks to the new weight on his chest.
“Maybe… but if you don’t like it we can scale it down.” We left before he could give an answer. The club would be opening soon and I wanted to get a lay of the land before the animals arrived.
We arrived at Cassidy’s choice of club and it was a big place. Five times the size of the place we had visited on Wednesday and five times the price to get in. The bouncers were both well dressed and fully equipped with security gear. As Dave approached them I was getting out my phone prepared to use the app to get us entry but that wasn’t necessary. As Dave fumbled to find something to use as an ID the bouncers spoke up.
“Go on in miss.” Both bouncers had their eyes on his chest as they waved him through without even asking for ID. As Dave passed by I saw them give each other a cheeky nod. They were prepared to forget the rules if it meant letting a girl like her into their venue. I wasn’t so lucky and despite being with Dave had to pay full price and have my ID checked. They didn’t appreciate that my face was nothing like the one on my ID but instead of outright tossing me out they asked me a question.
“You with her?”
“I am.”
“Okay. In you go.” They knew my ID was wrong but knew if I left then so did Dave. I was surprised to see how much power Dave’s new body had. Inside the club we had plenty of room to explore. Several dance floors and a spacious outdoors area all equipped with their own bar. It was a pretty nice place but that would change when the Saturday crowd arrived. The people who were already here were acting civilised at this moment but that would change fast. The club grew busier and busier by the minute as more people arrived. Dave’s figure was definitely getting a lot of attention. He almost seemed nervous to be alone and was sticking close to me so that my manliness could protect him from the hungry wolves eyeing him up. His internal conflict showed on his face as he was unsure if he wanted to let them have him or not. Suddenly my phone buzzed. Actually with was Mr Spur’s phone which I had borrowed. I couldn’t use my own phone for contacting Cassidy. I discretely checked the message. Cassidy had arrived and was waiting for me by the outdoor toilets.
“I’m heading to the toilet. Back soon.” I left Dave to fend for himself as I headed outside. There I found Cassidy waiting with a large coat.
“Yo goose,” I greeted using our code phrase. She knew what the app could do so expected I’d have a special body but wasn’t expecting something so manly.
“Wow you’ve gone all out. So how does having a dick feel?”
“Empowering. Dave is inside and all bimbo’d up.” I explained what he looked like.
“Does he know you are you?” Does he think I’m Ms Spur? Obviously no but he knows that I’m really Joe.
“Yeah he knows.” I might need to be careful. If Dave called me Joe Cassidy might get suspicious. “So what kind of new face do you want?”
“Just manify me.” I got the meaning behind her made up word. Like with Dave I gender swapped Cassidy but on her I was using the maximum masculine setting that was essentially the opposite of the bimbo option. Cassidy turned from teenage bombshell to muscular stub instantly.
“Wow so this is what a male Cassidy would look like?” She checked herself out using a pocket mirror. “Nice. I feel like bedding every woman I see. Must be a hormone thing.” She grabbed her crotch and gave it a feel. “Nice.”
I returned to Dave was with Man Cassidy flowing a causal distance behind. I stopped when I saw Dave however for I had forgotten one the important laws of the universe; a hot girl alone in a club won’t stay alone for long.
“Oh my friends are at the toilet as well. Since we are both waiting for someone we should wait together.” Some guy was trying his luck with Dave. I took cover behind a pillar to watch. The guy was acting very causally as he recited his list of ice breakers. Dave at first tried to ignore him but when the guy dropped a genuine original joke Dave cracked a smile and laughed.
“Aww someone beat me to the punch,” Cassidy whispered to me. “I want to see how this goes.” Dave showed signs of warming up to the guy. Unfortunately for the guy this wasn’t a place of fair play. From nowhere a drink as thrown back and its contents doused the guy on the back of the neck. ‘Wet Neck’ was shocked at being soaked and promptly turned to face the guy who had soaked him.
“Wow what’s your problem?” Straight away ‘The Drunk Offender’ was acting like an asshole and pretending that he was somehow in the right. He was clearly trying to start a fight and Wet Neck was glad to accommodate. With an insanely fast punch he struck The Drunk Offender right on the nose, packing enough force to knock him to the ground.
“Learn your place you fuck,” he spat at the downed man. I wasn’t sure what the plan was, but the wingman of The Drunk Offender came rushing over to help him. Their plan to steal away Dave had failed, but the distraction had opened up the chance for someone else to step in. When Wet Neck turned back around Dave was missing. Coincidently Cassidy was no longer with me and I soon found out where she had gone. In another part of the club I spotted her as she flirted using her new manly charm. Her target was of course Dave. He wasn’t resisting her either. She knew his weak spots already so breaking through his shell was simple.
“Let me buy you a drink from the cocktail lounge.” She led the way up to the VIP lounge and ‘accidently’ pushed Dave into one of the bouncers, giving him a good feel of Dave’s airbags.
“Wow sorry. C’mon you need to stop hitting on the handsome men.” Cassidy pulled Dave past the bouncer gaining access to the VIP area without being the VIP list. I wasn’t on that list but I also didn’t want to sit and watch them the entire night. This was still a club so I just had some fun to pass the time.
An hour or so later as I was listening to some big-name DJ who was playing the main stage when I felt both my pockets buzz. A text had just arrived from Dave on my real phone and one from Cassidy on my borrowed phone. Dave was informing me he’d left early but didn’t say why, and Cassidy was informing me that she was taking Dave home with her. I knew that was a lie since Dave had already been to her house. She was planning on taking him to a hotel.
“Quite the role reversal.” Well there wasn’t much left for me to do but head home. I’d have to wait until tomorrow to see the fruits of my labour.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You head out to a club with Dave now a woman. There Cassify seduces him and takes him home with her.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|DaveK6c]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I woke up early on account of my phone demanding my attention. Sadly it wasn’t an app update but just Dave ringing me.
“What’s up?” I said as I answered.
“Are you home?”
“Yes. Are you?”
“What kind of question is that silly? Anyway I’m coming round yours. I got a big story to tell you.” He sounded different in his way of speaking. Almost less intelligent which was saying a lot when talking about Dave. I was really curious about what had happened last night.
“I suppose I could just copy his memories.” I hadn’t used that feature yet. Toying with the idea I opened up the memory function to see what it could do. I discovered something interesting that immediately had my interest. The memory function could allow me to relive a memory perfectly as if it were a movie. This included other people’s memories if were to select them as the target instead of myself. Realising I had nothing better to do I decided to use it on Dave when he got here. It would be an interesting test of the feature and a good way to learn about what had happened last night.
Twenty minutes later and a now sleeping Dave was sprawled across my bed. I couldn’t order him to sleep, but I had modified his body to make him so incredibly tired that staying awake was impossible. With him sleeping peacefully I was free to test out that memory feature on him.
“Let’s see, I can select roughly what section of his life I want to view.” I set it for last night. I didn’t know what it would do to me so I instructed it only replay two minutes as a test. I hit the big green button and my world changed. My vision blurred for a split second as my room was replaced with a familiar scene from last night.
“Oh my friends are at the toilet as well. Since we are both waiting for someone we should wait together.” Standing opposite me was Wet Neck from last night. I could remember this scene well but this time my viewpoint had changed. I was seeing what Dave had seen. I knew what would happen and saw The Drunken Offender line up then ‘accidently’ spill his drink. When it happened I had tried to warn Wet Neck but no words came out. I couldn’t speak or do anything. I was trapped inside Dave’s body, sharing his senses but completely unable to act. This memory was just a memory, I couldn’t alter events in any way, shape or form. As things heated up I felt someone pull on my arm. My gaze shifted as I saw Cassidy’s hand grab my wrist and pull me away. Dave willingly followed.
“I saw you wanted out of that situation, let me show you somewhere more civilised,” I heard her say. Then I was back in my room. The two minute timeframe had reached its end. I checked my watch and saw that exactly two minutes had passed. I can only assume that during those two minutes I was just sat in an ideal trance as the app controlled my senses. As far I could tell there was no way for me to break the trance once I was inside. Presumably if I told it to let me relive my entire life I’d been on my carpet for the next 18 years unable to move. I’d be careful not to do that. I targeted Dave again and selected a different period of time. I knew what time I got the text messages at so I skipped ahead to shortly after that.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Dave comes round yours to talk about his night. You decide to use the app to relive it to find out what happened.<<endif>>
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[[“Let’s see what really went down.”|DaveK7c]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>A taxi pulled up and Cassidy pulled me into the back.
“Where to?” The driver asked.
“Cornwallis Hotel.” The driver began driving to their destination, but Cassidy didn’t plan to wait that long. Her hand landed on my thigh and began rubbing it. There were limits to what you could do in the back of a taxi cab but Cassidy was the type to push them. I made no attempt to stop her touching me so she took that as a sign I was going to let her go further. She leaned over and kissed me right in the lips. I wanted to feel disgusted but that wasn’t how my body was reacting. Her tongue invaded my mouth and my own tongue danced with hers as it did.
“You like that?” She whispered.
“Don’t stop,” my mouth whispered. She smiled and returned to kissing. As she did that her hand crept up under my skirt and touched me directly on the smooth skin above my panties. She teased me then slid her hand down and touched my pussy directly with her finger. My body was heating up as I got turned on by her touches. This wasn’t who I was but this body was completely ignoring how I felt and doing its own thing.
“Here we are.” Just as we were getting to the good part. Cassidy passed the driver a 20 and told him to keep the change. The hotel was plain to say the least but Cassidy had chosen this for one simple reason; the walls were extra thick. She booked us into a room and we didn’t waste time heading up. I was acting timid again but Cassidy helped me break out of my shell.
“I think the girl in the taxi is the real you. You liked me touching you so just let me take over and instead of thinking about it just focus on feeling what your body is telling you.” There was a strange sensation as I allowed my thoughts to melt away. I’d forgotten that Cassidy was a woman and knew right where to touch me. This body reacted strongly to each of her caresses. Pleasure that I’d never experienced before poisoned my mind. I wasn’t human anymore; I was a toy for her to do with what she wanted. She pushed me down onto the bed and removed my skirt.
“Wow… it’s like Sea Parks down here. I’ve never seen a girl this wet. Actually this is making me a little thirsty.” She bent down and her face disappeared between my thighs. When her tongue touched my pink bud it like a surge of electricity and a powerful moan escaped my mouth.
“Oh you like that? How about this?” She started licking my pussy. I could hear her clean up my overflowing juices but it was futile effort as more coming out. I felt like this body was not only amplifying the pleasure but had risen the ceiling as well. I’d heard the term ‘mind break’ thrown around where pleasure can turn a girl into a mindless fuck toy but I didn’t think that was actually possible until now.
“Cassidy!” My mind cried out. Fortunately my voice never escaped my mind. She stopped her assault and stood up smiling. I knew what she was going to do next and my body was begging for it. Inside I was afraid because I knew it would feel so good it might really break me. She dropped her pants and let loose her erect member.
“Let’s see how loud I can make you scream.” She grabbed my hips and with no consideration for the mental damage she was about to inflict drove her thick cock inside. My pussy was stuffed and I felt every inch of it inside me as my mind was shattered. I began moaning; unable to remember who I was and became lost in what definitely didn’t feel like a mere memory. She fucked me harder and harder, refusing to slow down for even a second. My moans could be heard outside the room and probably even in the street.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I panted as she continued pummelling my insides. I felt my orgasm grow closer and closer as her cock pushed me up to the heavens where my climax was waiting.
“Here we go, say hi to Jesus for me!” Her cock quivered as millions of tiny white men charged fourth into the rubber wall of her condom. Why they had been denied reaching the holy land, I hadn’t as my orgasm finally hit. Nothing could describe it. I felt like I’d really died and gone to heaven. No that would be an understatement. I felt like I’d ascended past heaven into a place of pure unequalled pleasure. There was no need for thoughts here. No need to question who or what I was. I was on a warm bed of bliss and wanted to stay on it forever. Sadly though, for Dave and for me we couldn’t. We both came back down to earth and that was where we separated as his mind returned to his body and my mind returned to mine. I opened my eyes back inside my room feeling an identity crisis.
“I’m Joe… That was just a memory…” The feelings had been so powerful I felt they had actually caused my brain damage. Fortunately this body wasn’t that of a bimbo. I did a few simple movements to confirm I wasn’t dreaming then stood up. I looked at Dave with jealously and envy. He’d got to experience that for real while I had to make do with his memory.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You find out what he did and more importantly what he experienced. It felt so good but you wonder if you should make it more than just a memory for you.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[I’m glad my mind wasn’t the one that was broken|DaveK8c2]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I pushed out the thoughts corrupting me. After an evening like that it was no surprise Dave had suddenly transformed the way he had. I felt almost bad for doing this to him, but then I remembered why I had done it and those thoughts were brushed away. I didn’t want to continue this game of having to constantly transform him. So solve that I fired up the app’s mass memory alteration function and hit that mighty apply button. The world was warped as Dave’s identity was rewritten. My phone went dead was the battery died as a result.
“Ops.” That was a problem. Dave was still asleep and without the app I couldn’t forcefully wake him up. I put my phone into the charger then looked at the sleeping bimbo sprawled out on my bed. She was defensive but I saw no reason to take advantage of that. With Dave’s mind broken I’d be able to have my way with him just by asking.
“I better let Cassidy know.” I pulled out the borrowed phone and sent Cassidy a message. I had to explain what I’d done as in her mind she’d remember Dave as having always been the way he is now. Since she was aware of what the app could do though she should understand what happened. A reply came shortly after and I was amused by what it said.
“Great but why stop with just Dave? There are more deserving people out there.” I laughed at that response. She was right. I’d bimbofied Dave just for being cocky and ungrateful. I could name a dozen more people who were much more deserving.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You convince yourself to not do it. You decide instead to continue turning other guys into bimbos like you did with Dave.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|DaveK8c2e]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I couldn’t live my life without that pleasure. I turned the app on myself and changed my body and personality in the same way I’d changed Dave. When it was done I applied the changes. My chest enlarged, my ass expanded and all my features became very feminine.
“Oh!” I looked at my new body in the mirror. It was perfect. I couldn’t wait to try it out but first I had one final adjustment to make. I used the mass memory alteration to change the world so that everyone would believe this was how I’d always looked. Such an intensive task killed my phone battery but it would be worth it. I had what was I wanted and I couldn’t wait any further. My body was craving that pleasure so I had to have it.
“Hmm the under 21s city football team has practice nearby every Sunday. They should be finishing soon.” A group of athletic men fresh off the pitch. I licked my lips wit my hunger for sex in full control of me now. I left the house and headed to their practice grounds to pick out the man who’d be spending some private time with me later.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You choose to bimbofy yourself. You love your new body and can't wait to get busy with it.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|DaveK8c1e]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>A hand slapped my ass as a tall gentleman sat down next to me at the bar.
“One Blue Buck Cocktail for me, and get this lovely lady whatever she wants,” he called out to the barman.
“Whatever I want?” I asked slyly. “I’m not cheat,” I warned him.
“And I’m not a poor man. Whatever she wants!” Well since he was paying. I grabbed the cocktail menu and grabbed the most appealing thing on the menu ignoring the price tag. True to his word the man paid for my drink.
“So what’s your name?” He asked with his hand on my ass.
“Hmm… my name… that requires at least 2 drinks.”
“Oh? And how many do I need to buy to take you home?”
“I’ll let you when I find out.” I lifted my cocktail from the bar and took a taste. It tasted good, it tasted of a life where you paid for nothing as guys were always buying you whatever you wanted. All they wanted in return was to make me feel really good. Was there meant to be a downside to this?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you have become a girl who likes to hang around bars and let guys buy the drinks for her. You’ve got an amazing body that men can’t resist but best of all is how good it feels when they have their way with you. You regularly breach the gates of heaven when in the hands of the right man.<<endif>>
~ End - Bimbo at the bar ~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>During the final years of school field trips had become increasingly infrequent. Today was one of the rare days my year group got to leave school under the supervision of our teachers and get some practical education. Our bus arrived at the space centre and one by one people got off the bus. As I got off I overheard as student from another school making a remark about mine.
“I’d love to go to that school. I bet all the guys have permanent boners.”
“How can so many D+ cups fit onto a single bus?” The two guys were joking but their comments did make me aware there were many busty bimbos on my bus. Perhaps I’d gone overboard with the app in deciding who deserved to be transformed. I’d serious skewed the male to female ratio but I didn’t hear anyone really complaining. I for one was happier having so many big chested classmates. My male classmates were also happier. As for Cassidy, she wasn’t causing me any trouble and brought occasional entertainment so I allowed her to continue knowing what she knew.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you have become the world’s top bimbofier. Guys who don’t deserve to guys are soon turned into a form much more fitting. Your school’s average grades have suffered a little from the high bimbo count though. <<endif>>
~ End - Bimbos all around ~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>It was most likely just a side effect of having the secretary’s memories. The solution to that was easy. I erased what I’d taken from her which erased whatever my brain was unhappy with. I knew why I’d done it so it wasn’t as if I was now confused about what I’d just done.
“Much better.” That problem was now dealt with. Caring little for what might happen after we headed home happy with the fact our corrupt mayor was now out of office. Neither of us realised that our actions would have great consequences until the next morning when the news anchor read out the lead headline.
“Mayor Coullin was killed in a car accident last night. Police had since confirmed the cause of death was alcohol related.” I couldn’t believe the news when I heard it. I wanted to believe we had nothing to do with that but it just too suspicious. I had to tell Mei as soon as possible. I headed back upstairs and phoned her.
“You saw the news yet?” I asked her.
“No. I usually don’t bother. Did something happen?”
“Mayor Coullin was killed.” There was a thud from the other end as Mei’s phone hit the floor. She scrambled to pick it up again and press it to her ear.
“Killed? By who?”
“Car accident. At least that’s what the police are saying.” I had no cause to doubt them yet I did. I felt we’d fucked up and that the burden of Coullin’s death was on our shoulders. Why? Because we meddled with his life right before it happened. If I’d known this would have happened I could have easily prevented it.
“Joe?” Mei called out. “You still there.”
“Yeah.”
“Let’s talk at school.”
“Yeah.” That was good idea. I hung up and put my phone in my pocket where it would stay until I arrived at school. Mei and I met somewhere private to discuss what had happened.
“You think it was murder?” She asked me.
“I feel there was something we missed. Something that might have prevent this. I think we should investigate!” I expected her to feel the same.
“No. Joe we fucked up. We acted carelessly and now a man is dead. Do what you want but count me out. I don’t the death of someone else on my shoulders. Unless your app can raise the dead then…”
“I can try.” I’d never targeted the dead before. I could maybe use it to heal them.
“Joe… even if you could. People still know he died. It was on the news! You can’t just…”
“I can because I can alter all their memories.” The app’s newest function did just that. It could alter the memories of everyone on earth at once so if I resurrected the mayor then they’d all forget he was dead. Mei wasn’t onboard with that though.
“Do what you want but promise me one thing. If this escalates, if there is chance you’ll get someone else hurt, then get rid of the app.” I didn’t want to make that kind of promise, but I understood why Mei wanted me to make it.
“Okay. If I think I’m just making things worse then I promise to stop.” I said it. Afterschool I’d go find the mayor and see if the app could fix this awful situation I’d created.
It was no afternoon. The mayor had been sent a to morgue after his car accident. Morgues were never fun places to be sneaking around. I entered the building and wasted zero time getting active with the Reborn app.
“You’ll show me where the mayor is. I’m on important business,” I ordered.
“Right away.” The clerk grabbed a key and led me through into a cold and very stale room. The lights flickered on and I saw rows of wall coffins lining the backwall. This place reeked of death. I wanted to be done here quickly. They knew which drawer to pull out and did so promptly. The unsightly pale body of mayor Coullin was pulled out.
“He looks awfully unscratched for a man killed in a car crash…” There wasn’t a scratch on him. Aside from being dead his body looked completely healthy.
“Why am I showing you this?” The clerk began asking questions.
“You will tell me the real cause of death,” I ordered.
“I do not know.”
“Tell me why not.”
“We were forbidden from carrying out a post-mortem.” That was very odd.
“Tell me why and by who?”
“Our boss said it would be done by experts and that no-one else was to look at the mayor’s body.” That was very suspicious. Everything about this situation was suspicious. I wanted to investigate but Mei’s words came after me. This was the kind of thing she wanted me to avoid. I’d come here to see if I could put some life in this guy. I raised my phone to take aim with the Reborn app. I was getting nervous as I fired up the body modification app and tried to target him. Nothing. The app refused to accept Mayor Coullin as a valid target.
“C’mon…” I kept on trying but it refused to see him as a possible target. I tried every feature the app had but none of them would accept the body of a dead man as a new target.
“Dammit!” I punch the metal tray next to me. Was this the limit of the Reborn app? It had the ultimate power over life, but not death. “Put him back the way he was before.” The clerk slide the metal drawer back into the wall. We left then I erased his memory of the event. I left the morgue feeling terrible. I’d been so hopeful with the idea that I could bring the dead back to life I’d forgotten to consider what might happen if I failed. After seeing the suspicious circumstances in there I knew that the Mayor had definitely not been killed in a car crash as everyone was saying. I had to accept the fact that our actions were the reason he was dead. I had to accept it was because of my meddling with the Reborn app that had caused it. Mei was right. She’d made me promise to delete the app because she’d realised how dangerous it was. I’d always known that in the wrong hands it could do a lot of harm, but now I realised that my hands were the wrong hands. As I waited for the bus back home I fired up the app one last time and pressed the button I never wanted to press.
‘Are you sure?’ The app tried to sway me again deleting it. My finger hovered over the ‘no’ button before moving swiftly to hit ‘yes’. A few seconds later the app was gone and so was my adventure with it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices the Mayor was killed. Fearing the suspicious circumstances, as well as the consequences of your actions you delete the app.<<endif>>
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>My previous impression of Dom didn’t do him justice. He may have been a typical guy whose end goal in everything he did was getting his dick wet but the experience for me had been quiet rewarding. This guy could show me all sorts of interesting stuff, but he was interested in ‘Mei’ not ‘Joe’. If I wanted to take this further I needed to arrange for our positions to be permanently swapped. Dom drove me back home and got me back before my family even woke up. Almost as if it knew I heard the app update as I entered the room.
'Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you don't select yourself you will also be affected.'
“Well that is interesting.” I could use them to take Mei’s body without swapping our lives around. I was planning on altering Mei’s memories to make her think she was always Joe but this actually seemed more suitable. I could alter Mei’s memories then use this new function to swap our bodies without swapping our lives. I’d need to change some of the details of what our parents knew about the body swap event but it was no big deal.
“Alright time to get to it.” I got started easily altering the memories of my family. I erased the body swap incident from their minds so there would be no confusion when I came home later in this body. If the new function did what it said they should all believe this is and always has been my body.
At school the first thing I did was meet up with Mei. I kept up the act that I was still playing our stubborn game, altering the details of what had happened last night to try and provoke her. She kept calm though and didn’t fall into my trap.
“Oh is that so? I hope you had lots of fun with those assholes.” Talking to her a question began to arise in my head.
“Hey Mei, could it be you like being me and that is why you aren’t apologising?”
“What? Fuck no. I hate it!” She seemed to be telling the truth. “The moment you apologise we are turning back.”
“Oh we’re not turning back. I’m not apologising. You’re not apologising either. So I’m moving onto the next step and that’s making this arrangement become permanent.”
“Wait what? Joe what are you talking about?”
“Just relax and remain perfectly still as I explain,” I ordered. The poser took control of her and she relaxed and froze in place. "You'll do whatever I say for the time being." With her pacified began modifying her memories. According to the new function even someone whose live was rewritten would be unaware of the fact unless they were selected to be excluded. The task of altering her memories was easy enough and once that was done it was time to test out the Mass Memory Alteration. I had no idea what this might do and was excited to see. I inputted what I wanted to change and then hit that big green apply button. The button vanished as did the rest of the text on my screen.
“Huh?” I discovered that my phone battery was dead which seemed odd. I had enough power before so I guess the new feature had completely drained it. Did it work? Only one way to find out.
“Okay Mei you can resume your normal life.” I said that but nothing happened. I was puzzled and wondered if my phone needed to be on for pre-exiting poser orders to come into effect. Did I need to issue a poser command to free Mei? “Oh I get it. Joe you can resume your normal life.” I’d swapped our names so now the boy standing there believed his name is and always has been Joe. My guess was absolutely correct as Joe sprung back to life and looked around confused.
“What were we doing Mei?”
“Don’t you remember?” I asked. He went into thought but shrugged.
“No idea. I’m going to go to class.” He left and I followed. As I’d hoped he went straight to Mei’s classroom and interacted with his classmates like nothing was unusual. I listened in to check and very quickly concluded it had worked. To them Joe had always been a part of this morning routine and there was nothing wrong with him lining up there. I resumed my day like normal but except I was now Mei. People addressed me as such but still treated me the way they had before. Occasionally someone would pause as their brain came across a set of memories that made no sense. The human brain natural tendency to subconsciously alter memories fixed those discrepancies when they arose. Their brains swapped out the details that it knew had to be incorrect into something that made sense.
At lunch I sat around the table with my friends like normal, chatting about whatever came to our minds. I’d been curious about how the change might affect Kyoko but to my disappointment she was still absent from school. Even Yumi seemed to not be suspicious of any changes. If she hadn’t noticed then there was no way anyone else would have.
After school I let the new Joe head home alone. From what I’ve seen today there shouldn’t be any issues with what his family knows. This freed up my evening to spend some time with my new boyfriend. Dom’s car arrived at my place around seven. He’d promised to show me another of his secret spots, but I was more interested in what we’d be doing once we got there…<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>TBD<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the Future|DomScEnd]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>With one last guitar rift the final song and the concert as a whole had come to an end. Next to me Dom cheered loudly for the band that had been playing to a crowd of just several dozen. They weren’t a big name group and weren’t professionals by any means but their music was good. Dom had got us tickets to see them and I didn’t regret accepting his offer. Despite all his flaws he knew how to have fun and for that reason alone I was sticking with him in this relationship. He’d expect me to ‘put out’ for him afterwards but that was hardly a bad thing.
We left the venue discussing where we planned to grab food when suddenly some woman confronted us.
“Having fun?” Her appearance was straight out a novel. White hair and a large red duster. Why was she talking to us?
“It’s alright, you need something?” Dom took the lead in talking to her.
“Yes. It’s something rather specific actually. A need a smartphone app. One your girlfriend happens to have.” A smartphone app? She’d couldn’t mean…
“Yeah so? Just go download like she did.”
“It’s a rather unique app that can’t be downloaded.”
“Oh so it’s been taken down like that crappy bird game? Alright… how much you paying for it?” I never expected Dom to start bargaining with her. It was buying me time however, time I could use to grab my phone and…
“You’re simple but smart, unlike your girlfriend.” The woman turned and looked at me. “I wouldn’t try it. It won’t work. Anyway will this be enough?” From her pocket she presented Dom a huge stack of money.
“Holy shit yes.” He wasn’t even asking for my opinion. Just like that he had become my enemy and forcefully stole my phone from my hands.
“Hey!” I protested but he didn’t listen.
“We can get a new way better phone for this and more.” The exchange was instant and with Dom holding me back I couldn’t stop the white haired woman leaving with my phone.
“Dom I can’t believe you just gave her my phone!” I looked back to where I’d seen her but she was now gone. It was only after I’d lost the Reborn app that I realised how little I’d done with it compared to what I could have done.
“Hey let’s head the town. All drinks on me.” And now he was treating the money he’d got as if it was his. This piece of shit. I’m going to milk him for all he is worth then dump him. At least I was already used to living as Mei but now I couldn’t go back.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you are now stuck as Mei. Hunter reclaimed the Reborn app leaving you stuck in a relationship with Dom until you dump his ass.<<endif>>
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>The next morning the app updated again but with it came the announcement it would be the final update. A mass memory alteration feature was added which in short, allowed the memory of the entire world to be altered in one press of the button. It sounded like a really useful feature for some situations but I had no immediate plans to use it. My concern was still the question of would Chloe find out about yesterday. I had to hope not. When I saw her at breakfast she didn’t seem to show any hints she’d found out.
Soon I was leaving the house still pondering that question. I got on the school bus as it arrived without second thought but suddenly there was a round of applause accompanied by cheering.
“Huh?” The bus was only half-full, but everyone was clapping. Some looked puzzled while others had smug looks on their faces. I completely forgot about Chloe finding out what I had done, and was now focused on finding out what she had done. I sat down in my usual seat next to Mei.
“Sup champ,” Mei greeted.
“Champ? As in champion?”
“Well it’s what everyone is calling you champ.” What the hell did Chloe do?
“Did I win something?”
“Well nothing physical, but you certainly won the respect of everyone in school after what you did yesterday.” What I did yesterday? The cheering died down and I tried to listen out for anyone who might be explaining what I’d done to someone else. Unfortunately it was too noisy. The extra attention also meant I couldn’t use the Reborn app as someone would see me.
I arrived at school and my first contact with Dave was him patting me on the back then encouraging everyone around to give me another round of applause. I wanted to ask what I’d done, but it was clearly something I should have known. At the risk of sounding like I was missing a screw or two I kept quiet.
Then my teacher arrived and immediately they called upon me.
“Joe, the principal wishes to see you in his office.” Shit. Whatever Chloe had done had earned me a trip to see the principal. This wasn’t good. I stood up and walked out of the room. I knocked on the door of the principal’s office and he called me inside.
“It’s not an easy position we are in,” he explained. “Striking a teacher, regardless of the circumstances is a major offence.” For fuck sake.
“I’m sorry.” I had to try and patch this up.
“Not quite going to cut it. Ultimately though you were struck first. That puts the school in an incredibly difficult position. Normally we’d be considering expulsion but we can’t be seen given you a harsher punishment than her. We’ve suspended Mrs Clark, and sorry to say but we have agreed you will also face suspension.” From what I understood Mrs Clark hit Chloe, Chloe retaliated and now both of us were getting suspended. I don’t know what Chloe did to provoke her but if she had of been smart and not retaliated we could have pushed to get the fat bitch fired.
“I’m very sorry,” I apologised once more.
“Yes well the decision stands. Can you get home yourself or do you require arrangements to be made?”
“I can get home myself.” I'd need the walk to plan what'd I'd say to her when she got home.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You continue to worry about Chloe finding out, right up until you discover she did something worthy of a round of applause the moment you stepped on the bus.
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[[Next|ChloeB7]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Unsurprisingly I got home very early that day. Chloe was still at work so I had sometime to wait for her return. When the time neared the point she would normally arrive back at I headed downstairs to wait for her on the living room sofa. Still in my uniform I heard her car pull up. Hana was the first through the door and saw me sitting in the living room.
“What you doing in here bro?” It was unusual for me to be in the living room alone with the TV off.
“Waiting for Chloe.”
“Uh oh…” I heard Chloe whisper. She’d heard what I just said to Hana. “Um… Hana can you go upstairs? I need to speak with Joe about something.”
“Oh? What is it?” Great now Hana was curious.
“It’s private. I’ll tell you later if Joe lets me.” Hana shrugged and let us be. She’d might be listening but I was beyond caring. Chloe entered the room trying to pretend like nothing was wrong.
“So I got suspended from school today,” I explained.
“Oh… that’s unfortunate.” That wasn’t the reaction a parent should have to hearing that news. Anger was usually the normal reaction, not pretend guilt.
“You punched a teacher! What the hell were you thinking?”
“That old hag deserved it. She has no right treating people the way she does.”
“That doesn’t justify punching her!” I was now angry both at Chloe and her lack of responsibility.
“I’m sorry. Is there any way I can make it up to you?”
“I want you to take responsibility for what you did.”
“Oh? And how do you want to do that?” That was a good question. I was currently suspended so couldn’t go back to school. Even if I could it was a Friday afternoon. The principal held the ultimate authority on the matter. With their consent I could have my suspension lifted.
“You need to speak with my principal and get my suspension lifted…” I question did come to mind. I could swap again so Chloe would have to the apologising or I could do it and have her support me.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You confront Chloe about what she did at school to get you in trouble. You tell her to take responsibility and will head back there now.<<endif>></div><img id="banner" src="images/Day5homecard.png">
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<<if $TLDR is "yes">>“You are going to apologise… as me!” I threw in those last two words to spite her for pretending this didn’t involve her. “They don’t leave school until late on Friday. If we hurry, we can get there before they leave.”
“Alright I guess it is my fault. C’mon let’s get in my car.” Chloe had to quickly tell Hana an excuse for why we were leaving. After that it was a drive to my school. The carpark was easy to access since most teachers can already gone home. We parked close to the office and quickly swapped bodies again. I didn’t trust Chloe alone with my body a second time. I escorted her to the school office, maintaining the face of a disappointed parent which is the face that Chloe should have had. She was still taking this very lightly.
“Excuse me. I need to speak with you regarding my step-son’s suspension.” There was lone woman at the office.
“I’m afraid you’ll need to speak with principal. I can check if he is still available.”
“Please do so.” She moved to the rear of the office to use the internal phone. Chloe nudged me then whispered to me.
“Don’t be so uptight. You’ll give me wrinkles with all that scowling.”
“This isn’t about you. It’s about me being annoyed at you. I’m not a good student and having a suspension on my record doesn’t look good for me.”
“Alright. Let me handle the rest.” The office clerk returned and showed us the way to the principal’s office. After a swift greeting he got straight to business.
“I appreciate you coming to see me. As I’m sure you know your step-son struck a teacher during an altercation between them today.”
“She struck first,” Chloe added.
“I’m not disputing that fact. There are enough witnesses who have given an accurate picture of how things happened. In the school’s eyes both parties are guilty of serious rule violations that can’t be overlooked.”
“C’mon, what would you do if she slapped you?” I was the one who wanted to punch someone now. Chloe didn’t show a grain of responsibility. She was treating this like a game and her attitude wasn’t earning us any favours from the principal.
“I’d suspend her as I have already done for striking you. The rules are very clear about this. I’ve already filled the appropriate paperwork and I am not changing anything.”
“Don’t be so uptight,” Chloe replied.
“I’m not uptight. I am however beginning to lose patience. Now I understand that this is will disappoint you Mrs Chloe but I’m afraid nothing can be done. Please take your leave.” Great now the principal was getting annoyed. Well this had been a complete waste of time. Maybe I was a fool for expecting Chloe to be able to find the right words to fix this. I was ready to walk out, unfortunately Chloe wasn’t.
“Don’t be so stone hearted. We both know I was in the right and you would have punched her in my situation.” I saw a flicker of real irritation on his forehead. I needed to signal for her to stop making this worst.
“Joe. I’ll ask you again to leave nicely,” He warned. I got up and hoped Chloe would do the same.
“I refuse. I’m not leaving until my suspension is lifted.” I wanted to scream. She’d taken this too far.
“At this stage Joe the only way your suspension will be lifted is if I expel you instead.” That was a threat I knew he would back up. I had to say something to stop this but what?
“You don’t have the guts.”
“We are leaving. Please excuse us. I’ll deal with Joe’s punishment personality.” I pleaded with the principal, but Chloe had already pushed him too far.
“I’m a reasonable man. I’ll overlook what just happened in exchange for an apology.” He gave us one last chance to walk out of here without consequence. Chloe only needed to apologise.
“You should be apologising to me,” Chloe declared like a spoiled child.
“Okay. That’s fine. Thank you for coming to see you. I’ll be in touch regarding Joe’s expulsion from school.” My jaw dropped. I didn’t what to say. How could I fix this? Chloe got up and held open the door for me for us to leave.
“I’m so sorry.” I left with those words. What had just happened? Expulsion? I was stunned.
“Well that was a bust,” Chloe complained. “I guess there is nothing to do but to go back in there and use that magic phone app to fix it all.” So that was it. She’d been completely carefree because in her eyes everything could be simply undone. She saw it all as a game.
“No.” The Reborn app was a great tool for when things went wrong, but the fact Chloe had been so carefree and relaxed, getting me into further trouble, because she knew the app could fix it all annoyed me.
“No? If you don’t then you’ll be expelled.”
“You’ll be expelled.” I corrected. “I’ve made my decision. Until you fix this I’m not swapping us back.” I had to throw a serious consequence in or she’d never be serious.
“Hah, you’ll crack before I do Joe.” She was still overly carefree. I didn’t know what it was but being in my body was having a toxic impact on her attitude. “If you’re serious about swapping roles then I hope you know how to drive.”
“Well I’ve played enough driving games to know how it works.” It had become a game of chicken. I had to show Chloe was I prepared to take this all the way. We got into the car and she showed her nervousness when I started the engine.
“If you crash my car I won’t forgive you,” she warned.
“Well it’s my car until we swap back, and we aren’t swapping back until you fix the damage you’ve done.” I pressed my foot down hard on the pedal not quite sure of what I was doing. The engine, still being in neutral, revved madly from my first blunder.
“Oh right, gears.” I went to change gears and that was when Chloe stopped me.
“Um… I think I’ll get the bus home.” She got out of the car and waved to me. Did she expect me to go chasing after her?
“How does she expect to win when I’m holding all the cards…” I reached for my phone. It wasn’t where I’d left it. I search the seat, dashboard, everywhere but it was gone. I did find Chloe’s phone so obviously I just called my phone to see where it was.
“Hello Chloe,” my own voice answered mockingly. “Have you changed your mind?”
“Chloe get back here right now!”
“Sorry I don’t want to miss the bus. See you at home.” She hung up.
“Chloe!” I quickly got out of the car to give chase but in the race between a young man and a middle-aged woman the young man easily won out. Chloe saw me coming and took off full sprint. Still in Chloe’s work uniform my speed was heavily hampered and she had soon vanished from sight. I walked back to her car frustrated and defeated.
“Okay. Driving can’t be that difficult.” I started the engine. Put it into first gear and promptly began moving forward. It was nerve wracking as I turned the wheel, narrowing missing another parked car.
“Why can’t cars self-driving?” I groaned as I took the car out of the carpark and onto the road. If Chloe hadn’t stolen by phone I could just borrow the knowledge of a real adult to figure this out. As I drove down the road at a snail’s pace I heard a lot of anger behind me from other drivers. People were overtaking me at every opportunity, some waving their fists as they went past. It was a lot of pressure. I began speeding up in fear of Chloe using the app to do something irresponsible.
“Oh shit what if she uses that new feature?” The Mass Memory Alteration! If she used that then… oh shit I had to get home. I speed up thinking only about getting home. Unfortunately I wasn’t the only person on the road in a huge hurry, and in a grave turn of events we collided.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You put Chloe in charge but she refuses to take it seriously. She acts as if it is a game and that results in things getting much worse for you. Annoyed with her you refuse to turn back but ultimately this leads you into driving her car home. Unfortunately it goes badly.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|ChloeB8end]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“I’m going to fix this but I want you to support me. I don’t have good standing but if you help then maybe we can reserve this. They don’t leave school until late on Friday. If we hurry, we can get there before they leave.”
“Alright I guess it is my fault. C’mon let’s get in my car.” Chloe had to quickly tell Hana an excuse for why we were leaving. After that it was a drive to my school. The carpark was easy to access since most teachers can already gone home. We parked close to the office then got out and headed inside.
“Excuse me. I need to speak with you regarding my step-son’s suspension,” Chloe said to the office clerk.
“I’m afraid you’ll need to speak with principal. I can check if he is still available.” She used the internal phone to confirm he was in his office then lead us there. After a swift greeting he got straight to business.
“I appreciate you coming to see me. As I’m sure you know your step-son struck a teacher during an altercation between them today.”
“Yes. He has told me all about it. I think it is unfair that he is being so servery punished however when he is a victim. She struck first and to say both parties are equally to blame would be incorrected.” Chloe was speaking very professional. It might be working. I better add a few words as well.
“I’m sorry about what happened. I wasn’t expecting her to strike me and when it happened I just reacted without thinking.” I had to seem sincere for this to work.
“I understand. Both of you have violated school rules so you both need to face suspension as a result.” The principal was showing sympathy, that was good.
“I disagree. Throwing the first punch should not carry the same punishment as self-defence,” Chloe pressed her case.
“I agree but the rules…” The principal didn’t want to be the bad guy so was placing my punishment on the rulebook as opposed to his own decision.
“You agree Joe shouldn’t be punished?” Chloe tried bending his words.
“I wouldn’t put it like that, I…”
“So you think he doesn’t deserve to be punished but the rules disagree with you?” Chloe didn’t give him a chance.
“I… well I… I guess you could put it like that.”
“So they why don’t you use your authority to reserve the decision?”
“I can’t simply let Joe escape punishment for what happened.”
“I agree. I think his reactions was inappropriate, but I believe the punishment doesn’t fit the crime. I just think his current punishment should be scaled down. Is that possible?” Chloe gave him a unique warm pleading smile only mothers were capable off.
“I guess we can do that. Joe I’ll revoke your suspension if you come into school tomorrow and assist our grounds keeper in cleaning up the school grounds.” I don’t like the idea of coming into school on a Saturday but if it meant getting out of suspension I could live with it.
“I believe that is fair,” Chloe sealed the deal she had gotten me.
“Yeah. I can do that. Thank you very much.” After that we quickly got out before there was a change of mind.
“Satisfied?” Chloe asked me as we sat back down.
“I’m not entirely happy I have to come into tomorrow for something that’s your fault, but I can live with it. Thank you.” My weekend now wasn’t as long as I’d hoped but things could have been worse. I’d be careful about who I let walk around in my shoes from now on.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>With Chloe's support you get your suspension turned into a Saturday detention. That frees you up to return to normal life next week.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Waking up in hospital was always a weird thing to describe. What was even weirder was waking up from a coma on your feet looking at someone else who was badly hurt in front of you. In my hands was my phone and in a bed in front of me was a woman being kept alive by life support. My mind put together the pieces of what had happened. I was back in my own body which meant someone had swapped us. The last thing I could remember was another car hitting the side of Chloe’s car.
“Chloe!” I realised who the bandaged woman in front of me was. Chloe must have swapped us back into our original bodies after the car crash hospitalised me. Thankfully no-one else was in the room. I saw the faint beat on Chloe’s heart monitor and knew I had to act fast. Life threatening injuries were a piece of cake to heal with the app. A minute later and Chloe’s heart was beating normally, and her physical injuries had all but vanished.
“Chloe!” I shook her a little and she woke up.
“I’m a stupid woman for letting this happen. What came over me?” She propped herself up on the bed. “Can you forgive me?”
“Easily.” I couldn’t blame her for something that was partially my fault. Yes she’d acted childish and irresponsible, but I’d made a few bad decisions that had also aided in this outcome. Suddenly clapping interrupted our moment. We looked to the door where a woman with white hair and long red coat was standing.
“A valuable lesson has been learnt and the wrongs have been righted. Oh how this would be a good place to end if it weren’t for the minor problem of what you’re holding.” She gestured towards my phone. “I’ll be taking that.”
“Who are you?” Chloe asked.
“Someone you’ll never see again thus have no need for a name address me by.” I looked at her then down at my phone.
“What do you want with my phone?”
“To destroy what’s inside it.”
“The Reborn app?”
“Precisely. Now hand it over.” I reached forward and did as she requested. That app had gotten me expelled then almost killed. When I thought about the trouble it had caused other people as well I just wanted rid of it.
“Oh you’re the first person to willing hand it over.” The mysterious woman spoke with surprise. She crushed my phone in the palm of her hand causing a burst of red electricity to erupt from it. Something tried to escape with quick reflexes she caught it.
“Well that’s all I need.” She tossed me back a broken phone and just walked out. A minute later my dad arrived and saw Chloe setting upright in the bed. In his eyes it was a miracle but for Chloe and I it was something we promised to never speak off again.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you were nearly killed and have also been expelled. You no longer have the Reborn and will most likely have a difficult future ahead of you.<<endif>>
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<<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Thursday. It was late evening now and I was downtown watching the late evening crowds as they went about their business. I wanted to see more strangers fucking each other’s brains out. This city had plenty of strangers and some very entertaining places for them to do it. My first port of call was an independent playhouse. The playhouse had a 200-seat theatre and tonight there was performance from the nearby universities drama society. I intended to turn what should be a routine play into something a little different. At the door I paid a minor ticket fee and entered a rather rustic looking seating area. This wasn’t some grand opera house; the seats were actually wooden benches and leg room was barely adequate for the average man. Out of the 200 seats only a sixth of them were occupied when the play started. Before that I snuck backstage to find the cast and staff remembers receiving one final prep talk from their director. It wasn’t uncommon for stage plays to receive last minute changes, using the Reborn app I gave them a few suggestions about a new direction for some of the play’s key scenes. Afterwards I returned to my seat to enjoy the show.
“It was dark and stormy night,” the narrator began. It wasn’t a unique story by any means. The first five minutes were mostly narration and character introduction. I waited for my changes to the script to show. The first major scene was where they manifested.
“Oh how will we pass the time?” Cried a woman in a blonde wig. “We are stuck here with no electricity and only the light from the fireplace.”
“Well I do have an idea,” replied the lead male.
“Oh what it is?” Replied Blondie.
“Well, first we move the table off the rug…”
“Oh yes.”
“Then we take off our clothes,”
“Oh then what Bruce?”
“And then, we fuck until the sun comes up.” The sound of disbelief emanated from the audience. Most were questioning if they had really just heard that.
“Oh I’d love too Bruce.” The two actors moved the prop table out of the way. Then just as they said they would they began stripping. Often stage actors wore skin coloured under garments for when a character needs to get naked, but in this show they actually got naked. What was originally a bad play turned into a porno in the space of a minute. Bruce positioned himself behind Blondie, grabbed her hips and promptly began fucking her. The audience wasn’t sure what was happening. Were they actually fucking each other right now? Was this actually part of the play? Those in the back rows weren’t sure but those in front could see Bruce’s manhood as he fucked his stage partner. One person stood up and headed for the door. I reacted quickly and with a whisper they turned around and sat back down. The first scene ended when the master of the house returned to find two strangers in his living room making a mess of his carpet.
“Well if you insist on doing this in my house then I only ask you let me join in.” And so it became a threesome. It was just the beginning. The following scene had the two house maids eat each other out followed by them giving the new housemaid a lesson in manners using a riding crop and a lot of ropes. I ensured there were no interruptions and thoroughly enjoyed the performance. Other people in the audience weren’t thrilled by the very erotic performance. When the play finally came to an end and the cast bowed at the end of the show, some still leaking cum from their fuck holes, there was almost silence from the crowd. I say almost because someone who was seated near the bad stood up and began cheering very enthusiastically.
“Brave, bravo,” he cheered while clapping. I had at no point used the Reborn app on him so his reaction was puzzling. I later learned he was a film critic working for a certain major TV network. Before the audience could leave I used the mass targeting to select them all. I wanted them to remember, but to not get the performers in trouble. I forbid them from telling others of what they had seen. If asked I ordered them to reply by simply saying.
“You’ll just need to see it for yourself.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use the to take a stage play in a new, erotic, direction. Under your influence it becomes a sex filled display that you enjoy watching thoroughyl. The rest of the audience not so much par one over enthusiastic critic.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|FamAbout3]]<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>The clock had ticked over to Friday and with a brand new day came a brand new app update.
'Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you donft select yourself you will also be affected.'
“Hmm…” I opened up the function to see what it could do. Unfortunately while it gave me some power to change reality, it couldn’t rewrite the world into my perfect world. I wanted to create a world where people were free to engage in sexual acts in public whenever they pleased. Since today’s update was the final update I couldn’t rely on the app giving me anymore tools to assist me in doing that.
“So I have the power to control people and change their personality, but only those I can see.” I summarised the situation. With a sinister smile I put my phone down and got ready for school. I couldn’t change the world, but I could change those around me.
On Friday morning there was a school wide assembly where the entire student body as well as most of the teachers gathered for announcements. As per usual my fellow students lined up with their year group as more students funnelled through the doors. The teachers arrived around the same time as us and once everyone was ready the principal entered the room. I wasn’t in my usual spot. Instead I was behind the stage waiting for my moment to take action.
“Good morning everyone,” the principal greeted. I quickly poked my phone camera lens through the curtains so I could target the entire student body and the teachers. With them selected I backed off to begin issuing some orders with the poser.
“You will all believe that sex in class is fully acceptable. You won’t prevent or otherwise hinder anyone who decides they want to fuck while on school grounds.” I issued over a dozen orders then followed up by using the personality modifier to make them less conservative and more liberal when it came to fulfilling their desires.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use the app to make public sex something that is allowed at school. That is just the start for your end goal to allow public sex everywhere.<<endif>><div id="ui-bar2"></div><img id="banner" src="images/Day5homecard.png">
[[Someday in the future|FamAbort4]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I sat in the kitchen watching the morning news.
“Yesterday the government voted about whether public sex should be legalised, in a shock to many there was an overwhelming majority of votes in support for legalisation. The new law is due to come into effect today.” I smiled at seeing fruits of my labour. In the past few weeks I’d been travelling across the country and using the app to influence numerous government officials as well as many other people in positions of power. I used the app to help them view the world from my stand point, and changed their morals to reflect mine. Now people were free to have sex whenever and wherever they wanted, and I was free to watch. Sure it would take some time for the regular people to get used to this, but now that it was no longer illegal there was no need to cover my tracks every time I felt like watching two people publicly have sex. I think I’d take a stroll through town today and see how well people were warming up to the new law.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices, sex in public is now legal and has a number of high profile supports. It'll take a while for the rest of the world to come to accept it though.<<endif>>
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<set $update4 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I woke up after another non-eventful day and looked up at the ceiling.
“Well fuck this.” I leaped out of bed and grabbed my phone. I done nothing but waste time this week when I had this amazing power I could be using. I opened up my phone and saw that it had updated again.
'You've transformed one person, now you can transform them all with this newest update. All features can now target multiple people at once. This allows you to use the power of the app on crowds of people at once! Also include is the memory alteration feature! Copy people's memories, erase their old ones or even give them fake ones! Make them believe whatever you want them to with this easy to use function.'
These new features sounded fun. I’d be dammed if I was just going to sit around today and do nothing with them. I decided right there and then that I’d put this new power through it’s pace. Every single one of these features was going to get a thorough test. The only rule I had was that nobody was to find out I had this power. Thankfully since I could now erase memories that was very easy to achieve. The only question left to ask was what kind of activity should I use to test them?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up decided you're done waiting around. You are going to do something with the app today since you've yet to really do much with it so far.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Vengeful|Day4SoloV]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>Having so much power at my fingertips was making me feel like causing some mischief. The ability to alter my face and erase memories meant there was a lot of consequence free fun I could have. There was something enthralling about the idea of causing unexplainable chaos and watching people try to make sense of it. A flood of ideas poured into me. There was so much I could do, I wasn’t sure what to pick. Then it hit me. An idea that brought a huge smile to face and would cause complete and utter chaos across the entire school.
“I’m heading out,” I called out to Chloe as I left for the bus. If I had to pick a feature I wish the app did have it would be the ability to save. I’d like to be able to copy several people at once then keep them on my phone for later use. Sadly whoever I choose to copy would stay as my target until I selected someone else. I did discover though that the Biomerge functioned differently. It could select two people to copy at once. The purpose of that was so that I could merge both targets together, but I didn’t have to. I could choose who much of each person I wanted to become, meaning I could choose 100% of one person and 0% of the other. Effectively I could have three people copied at once thanks to that. Three was better than one. It would be enough to accomplish what I’d planned.
When I arrived at school the first person I copied with my good friend Dave. He was standing outside our classroom as per usual. Once I had his image I grabbed that of one of the girls who was close to him. I snuck into the bathroom and transformed myself into Dave then left. Outside another classroom stood Cassidy. I selected her as my third target but that wasn’t all I wanted from her. The queen bee’s harem had yet to arrive so it was actually possible for me to approach.
“Hey Cassidy,” I called to her standing directly behind her.
“What is it?” She turned around and that was when I struck. With both hands I grabbed her cheeks when pressed my lips against her. The French kiss lasted a full two seconds before I broke away and made a quick escape while everyone was still stunned.
“Get him!” A few of the guys came chasing after me. I dived around a corner and then came around after me.
“Where did he go?” They found themselves looking down an almost empty corridor. The only student they saw was a girl from their year. “Beth did you see Dave run past?” They asked me. What they had failed to see in the few seconds between me turning the corner and them following was me transforming from Dave into Beth.
“Dave? Last I saw him we he was outside my rollcall room.”
“You didn’t see him come past here?” Beth was an honest girl. She also had no reason to protect Dave by lying.
“No although I wasn’t looking out for him.” They now had confused expressions.
“Maybe he is in one of these rooms.” They began searching rooms at random. I left them to their fruitless search. It was a poorly kept secret that Beth had a crush on the president of the computer club. I knew that the club president had a key to the computer labs and often used that privilege to hang out there between classes. Maybe I’ll help her advance her love.
When I arrived I found him exactly where I expected, but he wasn’t alone. I peeked inside and saw that someone had already beaten me to the punch. His lips were locked with another girl. Her brown curls were recognisable from a distance. I knew she was from the year below. The real Beth would be heartbroken to see he already had a girl, but since I wasn’t the real Beth…
I pushed open the door and they immediately broke their kiss.
“B-beth, this isn’t what it looks like!” I wasn’t sure how close he and Beth were. Not that I cared. I placed both hands on his shoulder and gave him a big kiss just like I had with Cassidy. Both victim and witness were stunned.
“Thanks,” I teased then I walked away. Next I transformed into Cassidy. I knew that Yumi had a particular dislike towards Cassidy. I’d lying if I said I’d never imagined kissing Yumi since we are together so much, I’m a guy after all. I knew where Yumi’s classroom was so without any delay I snuck up behind her and gave her a gentle tap on the shoulder. She wasn’t expecting Cassidy of all people to come to see her, and didn’t expect Cassidy of all people to suddenly kiss her. Yumi’s eyes went wide as my lips connected with hers. With both hands she shoved me back.
“What the fuck!” She hissed. Everyone present was utterly stunned by what had happened. I gave Yumi a playful smile and departed without saying anything. Sadly this time my getaway wasn’t as clean. I felt someone grab my wrist and turned to see one of Cassidy’s worker drones.
“Cassidy wait!” I knew just how to get rid of him. I put my other hand behind his neck and pulled him in for a kiss as well. His grip on me loosened and I slipped away. His fellow worker drones weren’t too happy with what had just happened. They had a lot of questions, but they couldn’t follow me into the girls’ bathroom. Inside I found another round of targets for me to copy. Those waiting for Cassidy to emerge would be waiting a while as I left wearing the body of someone else. I still had five minutes before the bell rang. I wonder how many people I could kiss in that timeframe?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You want to cause mischief and watch the results. To this end you embark on a series of serial French Kisses. Using the app you transform into different people and kiss others. With the likes of Cassidy, Dave and Yumi all involved this creates a lot of chaos.<<endif>><div id="ui-bar2"></div><img id="banner" src="images/Day4homecard.png">
[[Next|Day4SoloM2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Betrayal was something that left a lasting taste. At the time you’re left confused and angry, then you turn to blaming yourself for being such a fool. There was a boy in the year below named Malcom. A year ago he’d tricked me into investing money that I badly needed into a scheme that was meant to have a quick return. Next thing I knew he was denying that I’d ever given him money and even got me into trouble as he was able to convince people I was the one trying to scam him. That bastard was well overdue for some just payback. Now that I was free from consequences he was going to get it. I dropped my phone into my pocket and headed to school.
When I arrived I went about my day like normal. I talked with Dave, went to class and listened to my teacher’s boring lectures about some crap that would never be useful in my life. Morning break was when I broke my pattern. I’d come up with a plan and it was time to enact it. First up was the memory function. I didn’t need a specific target, anyone in the year below me would do. When I found someone who fitted that criteria is targeted them with the app and copied some of their memories. I only took what I wanted, the knowledge of their own class schedule and the schedule of their friends. The influx of information was weird. I had to put effort into separating my real memories from those I’d borrowed. Thanks to that I now knew where Malcom would be next class.
Next up was the body copy modification. The ability to copy other people’s appearances was handy for stepping into other people’s shoes. Before the next class started I chased down Malcom’s teacher. Mr Jullian was a chemistry teacher and just like the substances he educated us about, he was a rather volatile man. When I found him he was taking a phone call outside. Perfect.
“Let’s give the poser a test run.” The ability to command anyone to do anything. I targeted Mr Jullian and gave him an order. “Go to your car and remain there until the end of the next period.” As commanded he began walking towards his car, still on his phone chatting with whoever it was on the other end. With the real Mr Jullian out of the way I switched over to the copy function. I copied his image and applied it to myself. Everything changed as my body turned from a teenager to a man past his prime.
“This is different.” I tested my new voice. It sounded coarse. I rubbed my throat and felt the sharp beard stubble of a man who shaved everything but his greying moustache. It felt like a caterpillar was under my nose. It’s presence along the bottom of my vision would take some getting used to. Now just so that I actually had a clue as to what I was meant to be teaching, I took enough of his memories to be able to play the part. My personality would also need adjusting if I were to be intimidating so I copied that across as well. I was finished just in time for the start of the next class. With my entire persona I marched to my classroom where my students were beginning to line up. Among them was Malcom. I unlocked the door and the class followed me. They were less than enthusiastic to be in my presence. I wonder if I noticed their attitude because I was a student, or was Mr Jullian always aware of how people viewed his lessons? Food for thought I guess. My objective was to humiliate Malcom and then dish out some punishment.
“Everyone pay attention,” I ordered my classroom. Next I lifted up my phone and issued an order with the Reborn app. “Enter a trance,” I ordered and they did.
“And now return to normal,” I said a few minutes later. Nobody was the wiser about what had just happened.
“Alright class get out your homework assignments so I can collect them.” I went around the room picking up homework books and taking excuses about why it hadn’t been done. When I reached Malcom he was still searching through his bag.
“It was right here sir I swear.”
“Oh yes I’ve heard that one before.”
“I put it in my bag this morning sir, I know I did.” The funny thing was I hadn’t do anything to his homework. He was either lying through his teeth, or lying through his teeth.
“Alright Malcom stand up.” He did as command. All eyes were on us and they all noticed what Malcom had failed to. “And just where are your trousers?” Malcom’s underwear was on full display for his trousers were nowhere to be found.
“What the…” He was surprised to him his lower half exposed. Around the room I could hear giggling from his fellow classmates. “I had them on I swear!”
“Oh yes, maybe if we search for them we’ll find your homework as well.” The chorus of giggling intensified.
“I mean it. I put my trousers on this morning just like I put my homework in my bag!”
“And yet neither of them are anywhere to be found.” Malcom tried to rack his brain for how this could have happened. Ultimately there was only one answer.
“This is all just a bad dream, I’m going to wake up any minute now.”
“Good. When you do try to remember to actually put some trousers on this time.” Another round of laughs. This was fun. “Until then, sit down.” Malcom went to sit down but instead fell backwards onto the floor as his seat was pulled out from under him.
“Your seat was there this morning I swear,” jeered the culprit. Utterly humiliated Malcom sat down on the floor trying to will himself to wake up. There was something rewarding about being a terrible person when you knew the victim deserved it. I’d had my fun, but I also still had a lesson to teach. Using the memories I’d borrowed I got through it easily enough. Malcom spent the entire class coming to the realisation that this wasn’t a dream and by the end of it was begging for someone to bring him a spare pair of trousers. He left the classroom wearing the bottom half of his gym uniform with all his classmates dispersing in order to tell everyone they knew about what had just happened. I on the other hand quickly left and headed outside to where I could see Mr Jullian still in his car. He was surprisingly still on the phone, probably talking to the same person he’d been speaking with before. I freed him from my previous order then turned myself back to normal. I undid the changes to my body, personality and memories. I still kept the memories of what had happened in the classroom and what had transpired actually surprised me.
“Did I go to far?” I pondered. I think Mr Jullian’s personality had influenced how far I had taken what was meant to be a simple bit of revenge. I’d need to be careful about how I altered my own mind in the future. The events had left me with a smile on my face though. Maybe I had gone too far, or maybe I hadn’t, it was enjoyable regardless. At lunch I sat back down with my friends just like any other day. After what I’d done during the day I was starting to view the world a bit differently. Things that used to be obstacles now had a clear solution to them. I felt like I could do anything and faced with so many open doors I didn’t know which one to take.
“And that just how she is, what do you think I should have said Joe?” Mei had asked me a question. I had no idea what she said, but the app could even fix that.
“Oh… Good question…” I pretend to think as I targeted her with the app and stolen her memories of the last 20 seconds.
“You weren’t paying attention, were you?” She accused.
“I was. I think the right response would be to tell Kyoko to see things from your stand point.” The question had been about Kyoko. She hadn’t appeared at school today and Mei thought something she said might be responsible for her absence.
“I don’t think she has that ability,” Mei replied. “I hope she isn’t doing this for attention.”
“If only it were a fine gentleman like myself she was infatuated with, as opposed to a brute like yourself,” Dave jeered. The table shook as Mei kicked Dave in the shin. Dave and Mei were the last two people on earth I’d expect to ever date, yet with my power I could make a relationship between them bloom. That was just a thought though. I didn’t want to interfere the dynamics of my friendship circle.
I returned home from quite possibly the best day of school I’d ever had. I’d gotten some overdue revenge and it felt great. It was kind of addictive. So addictive that depending on what happens tomorrow I might go back for more.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use the app to take the place of a teacher then give a lesson straight from a nightmare to someone who scammed you a year ago. Getting revenge at last is very satisfying.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day4SoloV2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>There was no shortage of gossiping about this morning’s events. Next to me Dave was looking around concerned at some of the fierce glares he was receiving from Cassidy’s drones. Meanwhile Yumi was regularly rubbing her mouth with her sleeve. Between Dave kissing Cassidy, Cassidy kissing Yumi and Cassidy kissing one of her drones there had been a lot of witnesses. To make things more confusing there were those who had been with Dave when I kissed Cassidy, and with Cassidy when I kissed Yumi.
“Dave was with me the entire time, he couldn’t have kissed her.”
“I saw it with my own eyes. Dave just showed up, kissed her and ran off again!” The argument was growing heated and could be heard by half the class.
“Save your talking until after class,” yelled our teacher. Their talking reverted back to whispering but became increasingly louder again. The teacher had to assert his authority again to get them to be quiet. Threats of extra homework were given and that brought an end to the gossiping. Most my year group would be aware of the rumours about the serial kissings. With witnesses on both sides clashing over what happened I wanted to add even more unstable ingredients to the mix.
I had two classes that morning with different people in each. During both of them I was using the Reborn app to set up my next round of mischief. The Biomerge function had an almost hidden feature that let me choose to select different parts of people to merge together. I could take say someone’s left arm and someone else’s right arm, or keep someone entirely the same but replace their outfit with another person’s. Or if I choose I could simply add a specific part of their attire to myself, for example, the contents of their inside breast pocket which was where most my classmate kept their phones. Throughout the entire class I used the Reborn app to duplicate the phones of my classmates and send messages.
‘Meet me outside behind the school library during morning break,’ I sent person after person. Specifically I was copying one person, sending someone else a message, then copying the recipient and using their phone to send yet another person the message. I saw a few people raise their heads when they received their message and send a weird glance at the person across the room. When this class ended I did the same during my next class. When that class ended I headed outside to view the results of my texting.
“What are you doing here?” Questions.
“Did you send me that message?” Acquisitions.
“What? No. ‘He’ sent ‘me’ the message.” Confusion. I large group of my classmates were now gathered behind the library, showing one another their phones in an attempt to prove their innocence while also proving another’s guilt.
“Look see, I didn’t send it!”
“But I have a message from you!” They were all showing one another their phones, some even having the audacity to accuse one person of deleting the message after sending, then denying that they themselves sent a message to someone else. Only half the people I had text had bothered to show up so it wasn’t an unbroken chain. Enough people had showed up for someone to finally see some reason.
“Everyone! Clearly we have all been set up! Someone has been texting us while claiming to be someone else.”
“How the hell does that even work?” Good question. Even without the answer they realised that something was a foot. Half them left at that point and the other half began tossing around crazy theories about how it was possible. Someone suggested a phone that could change its number while another proposed our phones were all being remotely hacked. Most people were onboard with the cyberpunk idea that their phones were all being controlled remotely.
“Let’s keep an eye out for another acting suspiciously!” Hmmm this wasn’t as ideal as I wanted. Now my classmates would be suspicious of me whenever I used the Reborn app, but my teachers wouldn’t. I left them before morning break ended. I still had lunch to cause more chaos and I had a brand new idea about how to go about doing it.
So far I’d messed with my classmates but the teachers were untouched. That really wasn’t fair so it was time to change to that. With all the tools I had there was simply so much I could do, so I did all of them. The highlight of my shenanigans was reorganising the carpark. Since there were few windows that faced the teachers’ carpark I had decided to give some of the cars a test drive. Admittingly I only drove said cars a few feet, taking them out of a neat parking space and putting them in the middle of the road. The crème de la crop was parking the principal’s big saloon car right across the exit. I’d achieved this by simply copying the appearance of a teacher, which either copied their car key or a gave me a key to their room to which retrieve it, then going outside to move their vehicle. By also copying their memories I knew the exact location of their keys and how to drive their car as well as they did. I had essentially created a real-life game of ‘Rush Hour’ for my teachers to play when school ended. As I walked past the car park on my way home it was quite an amusing scene. Horn’s were blurring, adults were yelling and I saw one UWV owner just drive his vehicle through the bushes to escape the carpark.
I returned home from quite possibly the best day of school I’d ever had. I’d caused utter chaos and it felt great. Spreading mistrust and confusion far and wide had a unique thrill to it. It was also an addictive one. I had to be careful or I’d be unable to stop. I’d tested several off the app’s functions thorough and I have to say I enjoyed the experience. Tomorrow should be interesting.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Next you to abuse the app to clone phones and send a chain of text messages. This pits your classmates against each other as they struggle to solve the mystery of who sent all the texts.<<endif>>
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<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I went to sleep expecting an app update and I got one. Its contents weren’t what I had been imagining.
'Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you donft select yourself you will also be affected.'
I saw the use in that final feature. Certainly, it would be handy to be able to change my appearance and not worry about people questioning it. Likewise, being able to transform other people and have that go unquestioned as well could lead to some fun situations.
“Wait, if I can select who is unaffected then…” My smile turned sinister. There was a lot of room for mischief with this. At school the talk about what had happened yesterday morning was still the hot topic. The chaos in the teachers’ carpark hadn’t gone unnoticed by the students either. Unsurprisingly one of the topics of that morning’s school assembly was about that.
“If anyone knows anything about what happened, or knows anyone who might then please inform a staff member as soon as possible.” The principal looked at us knowing that someone must know something. Too bad I wasn’t talking. After the silence he dismissed us and let us head to class.
During my mid-morning class the conditions I was waiting for arrived. It was a biology lesson and our teacher, Mr Boson, had disappeared to get handouts from the printer in the prep room. I’d selected him with the app the moment I got here in case the chance I wanted appeared. With him gone I slyly opened up the app and began altering his body. The first thing I did was changing his gender. I didn’t want him to look too similar, so I also changed his hair colour from black to brown and reduced his age by about 10 years. I hit apply then immediately moved to the Mass Memory Alteration function. Mr Boson had just discovered his new body, but before he could react I selected myself and Dave to be exceptions to the change then hit apply. At the worst possible time my phone died. I tried turning it back on, but the battery was completely dead. Shit I hope the Mass Memory Alteration had gone through or things were going to get very messy. The door opened and a brown-haired woman stepped into the room.
“Alright class. Take a sheet and pass the rest along.” She handed the girl at the end of the row the pile of sheets. She without batting an eye took a page and passed it along. Nobody was reacting to the appearance of this new woman, nobody except Dave.
“Who’s she?” Dave whispered nudging me.
“Who?” I asked faking obliviousness.
“That woman.” He gestured towards her. I didn’t want to say anything incorrect who replied with a vague answer.
“Nice try.” I acted like he was trying to pull off some elaborate trick. As far as I could tell Dave was the only person who had no idea who this woman was. If the Mass Memory Alteration had worked as planned then everyone would believe that that woman was, and always had been, our biology teacher.
“Mrs Boson you didn’t print enough papers,” said the girl next to me. The passing of paper had stopped just before reaching me. So Mr Boson had become Mrs Boson. Well that made sense. Who would call a female teacher ‘Mr’.
“Did anyone take two?” She asked. Everyone double checked but nobody admitted to having two copies. “Oh for, alright back in a second.” She disappeared again.
“Seriously Joe who is she?” Dave asked.
“I’m checking something. Go bother someone else.” I tried to switch my phone back on but all I got a warning message showing an enemy battery. I’d recharged the battery this morning. The only conclusion was that the Mass Memory Alteration had completely depleted my charge. I hope that didn’t mean it had done a half a job and say only changed the memories of everyone at school. Regardless it meant my phone was out of action. Without it I couldn’t continue my mischief making. Without the ability to use the app my school life fell back into the same mundane routine. At least it was a Friday.
Later at home and with a bit of charge back in my phone I loaded up the Reborn app again. The sudden power loss hadn’t caused any problems, and everything was working just fine. I now had a choice, turn Mrs Boson back to normal then change everyone’s memories again… or just change Dave’s. Obviously I went with the far easier of the two. I’d update Dave’s memory over the weekend if I saw him. In the meantime, I’d settle down and get to know the Reborn app a little better. I felt it still had plenty of secrets for my to discover. Even if today had been the last update I was certain there was even more I could do with it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You discover a new update to the app and decide to test it. Using Dave a lab rat you exclude him from the Mass Memory Alteration's power. You then transform a teacher and watch as Dave reacts to a change that only he is aware off. It was an amusing end to the week and you can't wait until next week.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I went to sleep expecting an app update and I got one. Its contents weren’t what I had been imagining.
'Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you donft select yourself you will also be affected.'
I saw the use in that final feature. Certainly, it would be handy to be able to change my appearance and not worry about people questioning it. Likewise, being able to transform other people and have that go unquestioned as well could lead to some fun situations.
“Hmm if I can select who is unaffected then…” My smile turned sinister. There was a lot of room for screwing with someone with this. I could change Malcom in any way I wanted and nobody but him would notice. It would be the ultimate mindfuck.
During morning break I found Malcom hanging out by the stairs. He was complaining about yesterday to which his friends reminded him about his trouser fiasco. I didn’t want someone looking at him while I did this so I had to wait until the bell rang. As they began moving Malcom fell to the back of the group giving me my chance. I quickly modified his body by giving his skin a new shade of Smurf blue. I hit apply then immediately moved to the Mass Memory Alteration function. Selecting myself and Malcom as the exceptions to the change I hit apply. At the worst possible time my phone died. I tried turning it back on, but the battery was completely dead. Shit I hope the Mass Memory Alteration had gone through or things were going to get very messy. I looked back to Malcom who had stopped to look at his hands.
“Wow what the fuck?” His friends stopped and looked at him. “My hands are blue!”
“Well no shit sherlock. Anyway as I was saying…” It had worked. In their minds Malcom’s skin had always been blue. It was perfectly normal to them and they were reacting to his outburst as such.
“They weren’t blue this morning!” Malcom was left unable to comprehend what was happening. Something very alien was happening to him yet everyone was acting like it was the most normal thing in the world. I was in fits laughing at it all. The Reborn app was amazing.
Sadly for Malcom I was unable to fix the change I’d made to his body. The Mass Memory Alteration had killed my battery and my phone charger was at home. I couldn’t leave school without consequence without the Reborn app so he’d have to just stay the way he was. Luckily the rest of world didn’t care about him being blue. Heck to draw attention to it could possibly be considered racist. The bottom line was my phone was out of action. Without the ability to use the app my school life fell back into the same mundane routine. At least it was a Friday and I was already in great mood.
Later at home and with a bit of charge back in my phone I loaded up the Reborn app again. The sudden power loss hadn’t caused any problems, and everything was working just fine. I considered changing the blue berry back to normal, but that was too much effort and I think his new colour suited him. I’d fix it later, maybe, if I was feeling it. I’d use my weekend settling down and getting to know the Reborn app a little better. I felt it still had plenty of secrets for me to discover. Even if today had been the last update I was certain there was even more I could do with it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You wake up to discover you can now use the Mass Memory Alteration function. You realise this means you can really mindfuck with Malcom. You use the new function to turn him blue then make everyone but him think that is the way he has always been. You leaving school laughing and can't wait until next week.<<endif>><div id="ui-bar2"></div><img id="banner" src="images/Day5schoolcard.png">
[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>It occurred to me that since entering puberty I’d always fantasied about crazy wild sex that I’d probably never have. Now I was sitting here the power to order people into doing whatever I wanted, alter their personalities and change their bodies to fit my dreams yet I’d not used that power. With the new power of altering memories I could do whatever I wanted consequence free.
“I could make anyone at school… scratch that, I can make anyone I want to have an uncontrollable lust for me.” Why limit myself with just the people at my school? I looked at the clock and pondered my options. An idea came to mind. I headed downstairs where Chloe was in the kitchen eating her breakfast. She wasn’t paying attention to her surroundings so didn’t see me take aim with the poser.
“You will believe whatever I tell you. You will do what I tell you,” I whispered. Hopefully that would work. I put my phone away and entered the kitchen with a wobble in my step.
“Good morning Joe,” she greeted.
“Morning Chloe,” I groaned weakly. “I feel awful. I must have caught a bad flu.” Obviously having a flu would come with several symptoms Chloe could easily check me for to see if I was lying. Since I’d ordered her to believe me though she didn’t for a moment doubt my words.
“Oh Joe that’s terrible, do you want to take the day off?”
“I think I’ll do that. Chloe can you call my school and let them know?”
“I’ll do that before I leave.” With my lie in place I returned to my room and waited. I listened as Chloe and Hana went about their morning routine while I spent a little extra time in bed thinking about what I could do today. Half an hour later and I was watching Chloe’s car drive away leaving me home alone. Now I was free to do whatever I wanted. I ditched my school uniform and changed into something more comfortable. It was time to hit the town. I got a bus into the city centre where I paused to consider what I wanted to do.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You head into the city after faking an excuse to stay off school. Now with a free day you ponder where you should spend it.<<endif>><img id="banner" src="images/Day4citycard.png">
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<div id="choice">[[A unique display at the art gallery|Day4SoloE3]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>Redrock had one of the best private hospitals in the country. The building was a beautiful landmark in the city and its private rooms rivalled that of a 5-star hotel. It was far pricier than a 5-star hotel though, make no mistake about that. If you wanted treated her you had to be prepared to pay top dollar. I walked up to the gate that kept regular people like me away from the upper-class guests inside. Getting inside wouldn’t be easy. As I pondered how I could get in I heard a helicopter overhead. An air ambulance had just landed on the roof, delivering a fresh patient to the emergency room. I needed a way inside. I searched the perimeter and found my answer. A grounds keeper was moving around the fence and picking up litter than had blown onto the grounds. He’d know how I could get inside. I could ask him, or I could just take the knowledge. I targeted him with the memory function and some options opened up. I could take his entire life, or just the specific parts I wanted. I had no need to know his backstory, so I refined my targeting. When I hit copy then apply and my mind was hit by a rush of information. Memories that weren’t my own filled my head and with them came knowledge of this facility.
“Bingo.” I now knew of an underground carpark that all the hospital staff parked in. Entrances were outside the grounds but from inside I could get an elevator into the hospital grounds. I needed a staff card to get in. No problem since the app could copy clothing and along with the contents of their pockets. I targeted the groundskeeper once more, this time copying his appearance then headed for the entrance. Once out of sight I transformed myself into him. With staff card in hand I slid it through the reader expecting the door to open. It didn’t.
“Strange.” I tried again. Still nothing. I changed the way I was sliding it but it still didn’t open. Suddenly a hidden door opened up and two men dressed in security attire approached me.
“Hey you,” they called out. “Let’s see some ID.” Shit I must have triggered an alarm. The system had already let the guy I was impersonating in though. Why wasn’t it working for me?
“The system says you are already inside,” they explained as they checked my ID. So that was it. This was an elite hospital after all. The security system wasn’t about to let two people enter the building using the same staff card.
“That’s right, when I left someone held the door open for me. It didn’t occur to me that…”
“You were warned about during your safety induction. Come through to the office. We’ll sort you out. You knew how bureaucratic the board of directors is.” I was led through to a security office where they checked not only my ID, but also took my finger prints to ensure I wasn’t some clever imposter. Once that was all cleared they invalided my old staff card and gave me a new one. That was going to cause the real groundskeeper trouble later. I had enough of his memories to know he wouldn’t be leaving the grounds for several hours though. In the meantime I planned to go from groundskeeper to patient. I’d just needed to get myself registered and assigned a room. Both of those were easy to take care off. I turned back to normal then hit the administration office.
“Hi, I need you to register me as a patient and assignment a nice room,” I ordered with the poser.
“Right away.” The clerk obeyed and fulfilled all the necessary documentation. Now I was officially a patient. I was given a room, a nice hospital gown and comfy bed to sprawl out in. On paper I had been admitted for severe pneumonia, in truth I was here to have some fun with the nurses. Not a minute after getting comfy in my bed had I hit the ‘call for assistance’ button. Promptly a nurse came to check on me. She was everything a man with a nurse fetish could ask for. A young flawless body tightly wrapped in a light pink uniform that revealed all her curves. Huge breasts that was practically bursting out of her uniform. Her brown hair was tied back in a bun and her long legs clad in thick stockings.
“Do you require assistance?” She asked me. Her voice had a slight seduction to it. Already I was hard and glad this hospital used heavier robes that could hide my erection.
“Yes. Can you show me how to use the TV?” There was a flat screen TV on the other side of my room. The nurse moved over and turned it on. She reached for the remote turning her back to me. Quickly I targeted with the poser and issues my order.
“Stay like that.” She paused with her hand on the remote. Now I could do whatever I wanted. I switched over the personality modifier and took a look at what I could do. I could turn her from a reserve professional into a cock thirsty slut with ease. I had fun altering her personality, changing her from a real nurse to the type found in pornos.
“And resume what you were doing.” I wasn’t going to just order her to service me. There had to be some challenge after all. She stood up with the remove in hand. The look in her eyes had completely changed. Before she seemed impartial but now she had the eyes of a predator. She didn’t just hand me the remote, instead was she moving her hands suggestively across it.
“Let me explain how it works.” It was TV remote. I knew how to work a TV remote. “We have several channels freely available, but if you want we can give you access to some ‘restricted’ channels. You only need to ask.” She placed the remote in my hand and slid her hand across my wrist as she let go.
“What kind of restricted channels?” I asked. She moved around my bed then with the back of her foot kicked the door shut.
“All kinds. You can request anything you can imagine, and we’ll do our best to fulfil your request. We do whatever we can to make our guests feel comfortable.” She was almost breathing on me she was that close.
“Anything?” I asked.
“Anything you want, I’ll do my best to provide.”
“Well these robes a bit too warm, can you help me out?”
“Certainly, let me help you out of those.” I let her do all the work. She reached over and began undressing me. I did the minimum I needed to do to assist her. Soon I was sitting naked on the bed.
“Anything else?”
“Actually, being the only one with no clothes on is a bit uncomfortable. Can you join me?”
“Certainly sir.” She began to undress very slowly. She made sure I saw each movement as she took off her pink uniform. As she stood in front of me in just her underwear and stockings my cock grew harder than I thought possible.
“Oh dear that looks inflamed.” She reached over and put her hand gently around it. “I better treat it immediately.” She began rubbing then climbed onto the bed. Her mouth engulfed my cock doubling the pleasure. She worked her tongue and the pleasure quickly became too much. Her mouth was just too amazing and I blew my load inside her. She kept her mouth suctioned around my cock, drinking up my cum without spilling a drop. When she finally pulled back there wasn’t a trace of what I’d just done.
“How do you feel sir?” After orgasming my raging erection had faded a little. I could have ended it there, could being the key word.
“It still hurts,” I lied.
“Oh? Maybe I can try a different technique.” She unclipped her bra then placed her huge breasts on either side of my cock.
She pressed them together causing them to squeeze my cock. With strong movements she began massaging my cock between her breasts. My fading erection immediately returned to full strength. This felt amazing, it was completely different from her blowing me.
“Oh it’s even worse…” She teased. “I’ll need to use my secret technique to heal this.” She sat up and moved her face closer to mine. Now her crotch was above mine. She lowered her waist and began rubbing my cock with her puss. The feeling of her stockings was amazing, then her stockings ripped exposing the soft fabric of her panties. She reached back and parted the fabric of her panties exposing her dripping snatch. She grabbed my cock with one hand to guide it, but not into her pussy. The tip of my dick pressed against her tight rear entrance that began stretching to welcome it inside.
“Holy shit,” I cried. How had I gone my entire life without this feeling? The tight walls of her anus gripped my cock delivering unrivalled pleasure. She then started moving and it just got even more amazing.
“How do you feel sir?” She asked as she rode me. Her face looked flustered yet her voice wasn’t even quivering.
“Amazing.”
“That’s great, but I’m only starting your treatment.” She picked up the pace. The increased rhythm brought even greater pleasure. I was doing nothing, but it felt amazing. Soon she’d pushed me towards my second climax. With vigour I came inside her, filling her ass with my seed. With that my erection finally faded. She got off me and began dressing herself again.
“You seem much better. If you need anything else from me then let me know.” She left the room while I basked in the afterglow of my experience. I had to admit this was pretty nice gig. I enjoyed myself some more before getting out of bed and getting dressed. This had been fun but it was time to get back. I sought out the groundskeeper and gave him his new staff card. After that I snuck out of the hospital and headed home. <<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You sneak into a private hospital and enroll yourself as a patient. You then use the app to turn one of the nurses into a thristy slut who is happy to attend to your sexual needs.<<endif>><img id="banner" src="images/Day4citycard.png">
[[Next|Day4SoleNext]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>If memory served there was currently some movie shoots happening in the entertainment district. Our fair city wasn’t exactly Hollywood, but the dense urban environment was the sitting for at least one major movie every year. I had heard some of my classmates talking about how popular actress, Sheer Feralla, was shooting a movie in the city. I wasn’t big into celebrity culture but there was one thing I knew about Sheer; that she had an amazing ass.
“If I remember correctly someone said they were filming at the old train station.” Nobody used the old train station anymore. City hall was in the process of demolishing it, but before work could start some producers swept in and had the demolition delayed so they could film there. It was a twenty-minute walk away so I got started.
I knew I was at the right place when I saw the carpark. It looked like an army camp filled with film trucks and trailers. A wire fence had been erected around the parameter to keep people out. Everyone on set wore a bright lanyard with at least a dozen guards keeping an eye out for anyone not wearing one. If I just walked on set they’d be very quick to roughly remove me. I needed a disguise. Fortunately I had the perfect disguise kit. Through the wire fence I watched the technical crews move between their vans searching for some lost piece of equipment. It would seem today’s shooting was suffering from some technical problems. I could target any one of them to transform into, but it would be problematic if the person I copied saw me.
“Oh I know.” Instead of one of them, I picked two. I fired up the Biomerge function and selected the two people I’d be merging together to create a new image. I hope it didn’t actually fuse them together. Thankfully it didn’t. It took their images and presented me with a new image made using both their characteristics. Now I had a fresh face to walk on set with. I flashed my pass to the security guys at the fence. Once I was through the gates I headed to the main platform where the filming was being done.
“Why the hell haven’t we resumed filming yet?” I heard the recognisable voice of Sheer, she was making her opinion of how things were progressing very clear. I wanted to get closer.
“You there, blue shirt!” Suddenly an overweight man wearing sunglasses was pointing at me. I double checked and saw I was indeed wearing a blue shirt. “You better be bringing me good news.” The set went silent. The spotlight was now on me and the rest of the crew were avoiding eye contact. It took me a second to realise who this round man was. He was the film’s director Keith Boyle.
“I…” I had no idea what to say. What did we expect from me?
“Speak up!” He was very demanding.
“I just got here,” I replied. Something in the atmosphere told me that was bad answer.
“What?!? Filming has ground to halt and you’re showing up late? That’s it blue shirt, you’re out! Get off the set.” What the hell, did I just get fired? This guy was an asshole. He sat back down in his director’s chair as I stood there stunned.
“I’m going back to my trailer, call me when your crew has got their shit together.” The attitude on this film set was toxic. I heard stories but never imagined it could be so bad. I quickly slipped away before the director saw I hadn’t left it. I gave myself a new face and a new shirt then returned to the film set. Sheer was now in her trailer with the windows shut. She probably wouldn’t answer to anyone but the director. Good thing I had the power to become him. A quick use of the copy function later and I was knocking on her trailer. She didn’t open the door until I called out to her. Once she knew who it was she opened up.
“Oh it’s you, are we ready to start yet?” Oh it’s me? She didn’t even respond until she knew it was me. The attitude she had couldn’t have been different from how some of her roles portrayed her. I guess that is why they call it acting.
“No. In fact I want to use this time to discuss some changes to your next scene.” She rolled her eyes when I said that.
“Alright come in. I know how long this usually takes.” In stepped into her trailer. I’d never entered a film stars trailer before. I was shocked by how luxury it was. If I woke up here I’d swear I was in a very small luxury apartment.
“So what changes have you made to my scenes this time?” Did this happen often.
“We’re adding in a sex scene to the movie.”
“Uh huh, saw that coming. I refuse.”
“C’mon Sheer, I don’t want to begin the search for a new lead actress at this point.” I knew the director was an asshole, so to play the part I had to be asshole as well.
“Uh huh. Fine. You know my conditions. Poor lighting, and you use a stunt double of my choosing in place of the led male. I’m not letting him touch me, gross. Make sure he understands where to put his hands or he never works again.” She was very demanding.
“Agreed. We start filming in half an hour.” That was enough time for me to make the necessary preparations. I left the trailer and transformed back into my fake camera assistant form. I needed to get everything set up for the next shoot. To make things easy for me I decided to use the poser on the real director. With him under my control I would have to do very little as he ordered things into place. The staff just saw it as another of his impulsive changes to the script. People groaned and rolled their eyes but nobody vocally objected. I assisted by choosing the location of the sex scene.
Half an hour later and everything had been prepared. The station had very clean bathrooms on account of it being closed to the public. When Sheer arrived she kicked up a fuss about it being in bathroom. Fortunately the tyrant direction laid down his authority to which she caved in. She read through a hastily put together script and complained some more. The filming of the scene eventually began after she selected who’d play her partner. Once she chosen her partner he left to get changed. That was when I made my move. I snuck into the changing room and put him to sleep. I transformed into him and walked back onto set wearing just tight skin colours trousers. Sheer was allowing the bare minimum contact between her and her stunt double to get this scene done. I’d have rather gotten a little closer, but I could compromise. During the set up I’d implanted an order into Sheer.
“You’ll find this scene so erotic that you’ll want the real thing. After filming you’ll invite your partner back to your trailer.” It was because I knew that I had a reward in store that I was able to put up with the directors tyrannical filming. He was a control freak who used ‘cut’ more times than the typical Pokémon game. The two-minute scene took hours to film.
“That’ll do. We’ll fix it in the edit.” Finally we were freed from his control. At this point Sheer leaned over and whispered into my ear.
“You were pretty good, come by my trailer in fifteen minutes.” There it was. My invite to her trailer. I used my fifteen minutes to put on some clothes and make sure the original stunt double was still securely hidden. When the time came I knocked on Sheer’s door.
“It’s unlocked.” She called out. I opened the door and stepped inside. The trailer was much darker than before. The lights had been turned down and the blinds shut. When I saw Sheer my jaw dropped. I’d just filmed with her almost nude but what she was wearing now turned my lust up to a thousand. She was wearing black babydoll lingerie. It looked amazing on her feature and must have easily had a price tag in the thousands.
“I need some relief after that. Shall we pick up where we left off?”
“Absolutely,” I replied eagerly. She led me through to her bedroom. This may have been a trailer but the bed was better than the one I usually slept in. I hadn’t come here for the bed though, Sheer was the one I wanted and she wanted me. I began stripping and tossed my clothes onto the floor. Sure this wasn’t my body but it had a functioning dick and that was all I needed. On the comfort of the bed I took her. Our tight schedule didn’t afford much room for foreplay. I grabbed with juicy ass then with a mighty thrust I penetrated her pink pussy.
“Fuck me big boy!” She cried.
“Yes Madam.” I began thrusting. It felt like her pussy was inviting me, sucking me into further and wrapping around my cock as I tried to leave. It felt amazing.
“Harder!” Sheer was as demanding as the tyrannical director. I obeyed her command and intensified my thrusts.
“Harder!” She still hadn’t had enough. I put everything I had into each thrust and she began to moan.
“That’s it, keep going, make me cum!” Her words incentivized me to keep up the hard work. I’d fantasied about this pussy on several occasions. I couldn’t believe I was finally getting to have my way with it.
“I’m gonna cum!” I warned.
“Me too…” I held on. It wasn’t easy I had to concentrate my entire willpower into doing. I was rewarded when I felt her pussy quench and quiver as she cried out from her orgasm. I pulled out at that moment and relaxed. Immediately cock exploded, spraying its white load across her ass and lower back. With the dirty deed done I relaxed and collapsed onto her bed. Fuck that was good. Fucking the Sheer had lived up to my fantasies. If death came for me right now then I’d die a very happy man. It didn’t. Soon I was back on the bus again on my way home.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You sneak onto a movie set and create a new persona for yourself. With a little set up you land yourself a sex scene with a famous actress. Afterwards she invites you back to her trailer for the real thing.<<endif>><img id="banner" src="images/Day4citycard.png">
[[Next|Day4SoleNext]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>A bus drove past and the advertisement plastered on the side caught my attention.
“Modern Art Exhibition now open. Includes works by famous artist Della Esclair,” I read aloud. That could be interesting. I’d learnt about Della Esclair during a mundane lecture in art class. She was a bit of a controversial figure for her use of life like mannequins. Some argued she objectified women, but since she was a woman herself she counter-argued she was empowering woman instead. It might be worth checking out, and if it turned out to be a bust then I had a few ideas on how to spice things up.
An hour later and I was standing outside a building that itself was a work of modern art. The building was the wet dream of an over paid architect. It curved in places buildings shouldn’t curve and was straight in places buildings shouldn’t be straight. It was no wonder there was scaffolding on the left side dealing with a drainage problem caused by the building’s questionable design. I followed some arrows on the ground towards an entrance I wouldn’t have located otherwise. Due to the time of day the place was practically deserted. Entry was free although there was a recommended donation box by the entrance and exits. I paid it no attention to them as I went further inside. I entered the first major room and paused.
“What the fuck is this?” I said aloud. It looked like a serial killer had come through here, decapitating all the mannequins then arranging their severed plastic limbs in a pattern on the floor. I really wasn’t sure what I was looking at. The floor was just littered with parts of clear-white and jet-black mannequins. If it wasn’t for a plaque confirming this was indeed an exhibit I’d have assumed it was an act of vandalism. I gave that room a miss and moved onto the next. That next gallery was more of what I expected. Female mannequins arranged into the shape of furniture. They were realistic looking as well using natural skin tones. You could put a real woman in here and few people would notice. That precisely was what I had in mind. Now I just needed some ‘volunteers’. I didn’t have many options with so few people around. The first people I found were an elderly couple. I didn’t want to have them posing naked, but I didn’t have much of choice. I’d have to use the app to improvise.
First I altered their minds to pacify them. Next I altered their age by recessing them both to twenty years old. Next I changed the gender on the man so I now had two youthful women. I ordered them both to strip then dumped their clothes on an empty platform. If anyone saw they’d mistake it for an exhibit.
“Okay, I want you to pose like this.” I made a shape with my hands to show a bench. She understood what I wanted but her body wasn’t dexterous to do as I’d requested. I used the app to change that, making her joints more flexible which allowed her to take on the position I wanted. The app’s orders were absolute so she’d do her best to hold that position. I did what I could with the app to condition their bodies to be better suited to it as well. It was tricky, but when I was done they were both locked in position and were completely still. Just in time as well. I heard voices approaching so I quickly hide and watched the results.
“This place just gets weirder,” a woman commented entering the gallery.
“Wow.” Accompanying her was her boyfriend. They unlinked their arms as they examined the exhibits. “So realistic.” He hadn’t even got to the most realistic part of the display. His girlfriend was the first to approach one of the real people.
“Wow check out how detailed this one is.” She called over her boyfriend. He decided to ignore the ‘do no touch’ signs plastered on every wall and reached out to touch what he thought was a mannequin.
“Wow it feels real. Touch it.” He encouraged his girlfriend to do that same. Soon they both had their hands pressed against the skin of the woman.
“Is she breathing?” There wasn’t anything I could do about that. They had both their hands on her chest and could feel her diaphragm. Sensing this wasn’t going as planned I took action. I called upon the powers of the Reborn app to add two more mannequins to my display. Now I had four models to pose for me. Feeling devious I gave them some new poses to try out, all of which were very erotic in nature. I was getting turned on just setting it up. I couldn’t wait for the first viewers to come by.
“Oh I’ve heard about this exhibit,” I heard someone say. I hid again as two more people came into sight. Their eyes were quickly draw to the new additions to the room.
“Wow, I can see why people were complaining.” They both approached a woman who was posed with her legs spread. The say the pose was inviting would be an understatement. Both guests were sadly woman so wouldn’t be accepting the invitation.
“This is making me uncomfortable, let’s move on.” They weren’t fans of my work. Well if they weren’t going to praise me then they might as help me improve. Another two models were added to my collection as I awaited the next arrivals. To my surprise the next group was a rather large one. Every hour there was a scheduled tour and about a dozen visitors entered the gallery with a tour guide leading them.
“In here we have one of her more famous pieces, human furniture.” The tour guide wasn’t new to this. Today alone she’d already given two tours so immediately picked up on the fact ‘someone’ had been tampering with the exhibit. I saw her reach for her pocket radio so immediately targeted her before she could report it. I ordered her to remain still and not speak. As someone who was meant to be giving a tour however this wouldn’t do. That was when an idea came to my mind. Using the new handy ability of being able to target everyone I pacified the entire crowd. Next I copied the tour guide and applied her image to myself. My body changed from a teenage boy to a woman in her mid-twenties. I gave my new body a quick feel to appreciate her fit figure. I wouldn’t mind spending some time getting more acquainted with her, but I had a lot of work to do before the next tour started which I’d of course be giving.
“I’m going to need to borrow your memories.” With the memory alteration function I took every memory she had relating to her work. It was a big influx of knowledge and I had to take a minute to sort through it. Next I began rearranging the exhibit. Moving many of the actual mannequins out of the way and replacing them with members of the tour. Now I had 19 pieces of human furniture in a variety of poses.
“Well I better head down to the lobby, I have a tour to give.” It was the last tour before lunch time. I saw several groups lining up with more still to come. When the clock hit the hour mark I went to greet the group of sixteen that had gathered there.
“Hello everyone, thank you all for taking the time to visit. If it’s okay with everyone I’d like to begin the tour.” There were no objections, so I got started. The first exhibits were the ones that I really had no interest in. I wasn’t alone as the majority of the people following me looked around at the decapitated mannequins with the same confusion I had when I saw them. I recited some boring details from my borrowed memories, explaining who the artist was, what bullshit meaning she was trying to convey, how valuable this crime scene was, etc etc. I spent as little time as possible with the boring exhibits so I could quickly get to my one.
“And in here we have her newest work. Title human furniture she has recreated several household items using lifelike mannequins.” The crowd followed me into the room. They all made the same amazed ‘wow’ sound when they saw my handiwork.
“They look so real,” one tourist commented. “Can we touch them?”
“The exhibits are very fragile. Some are also poorly balanced so please do not touch.” If they touched them they’d quickly realise they were real. I continued making shit up about the exhibit and watched their amazed faces. I noticed one guy who broken away from the crowd to give one of the mannequins a more thorough investigation. He had knelt between her legs looking directly into her spread sex.
“Care and detail has been put into every part of them to make them as human like as possible. Della Esclair refuses to allow her work to be censored as the gentleman over there can plainly see.” When the attention landed on him he quickly straightened up and tried to act his interests were purely educational.
“They look like they are breathing,” someone mentioned.
“That can be put down to robotics. Della Esclair wanted them to be as life like as possible. She even went as far to imitate the breathing of normal people.”
“Oooh.” They were eating up my every word. I saw a hand reach out to touch the skin of one of the models.
“Ah please don’t touch.” I stopped them in their tracks. The group’s curiosity was abundant. Some had broken away from my tour to see things for themselves. No doubt someone planned to ignore the ‘no touching’ rule. I did what I could to keep them under control, but men will be men and I caught the guy from before with his hand between one of the female mannequin’s legs.
“No photography!” I yelled spotting a camera appear. Keeping this lot in check was a handful. I ignored the pervert and focused on ensuring nobody snapped any pictures. It was hectic and I was glad when an appropriate amount of time had passed that I could move on. I left the room with only half the group following me. I wasn’t going to leave that a lot alone so quickly returned. Every rule I’d given them had been broken them moment I was out of the room.
“Oh fuck this,” I cursed. I took out my phone and began using every single function the app had to end this. I returned the mannequins to normal, altered memories, gave orders, etc. My phone battery was almost dead by the time I had fixed everything.
“Sort yourselves out, I’m leaving.” I left with the pain in the ass tour group behind and returned home.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take over a modern art exhibition and decide to make a realistic human furniture display. You encounter problem after problem and eventually give up after a tour group gets out of hand. It was a good learning experience though.<<endif>><img id="banner" src="images/Day4citycard.png">
[[Next|Day4SoleNext]]<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I went to sleep that night expecting an app update and I got one. Its contents weren’t what I had been imagining.
'Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you donft select yourself you will also be affected.'
I saw the use in that final feature. Certainly, it would be handy to be able to change my appearance and not worry about people questioning it. Likewise, being able to transform other people and have that go unquestioned as well could lead to some fun situations. With it I could easily insert myself into a life of sex. Yesterday had been a lot of fun, but I had just been testing the waters.
I attended school that day and smiled as I looked around. Just Monday I had hated this place. I was powerless and only saw a prison encasing me. Now I saw possibilities. So many things I could do to have fun or fight the system. Unfortunately a Friday wasn't the best time to start screwing around. I'd take the weekend slow and get to know the app better. Next week I'd return with full force and really find out what the app could do.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You take the next day slowly and think about how your life has changed. You are eager to get started again next week.<<endif>><div id="ui-bar2"></div><img id="banner" src="images/Day5schoolcard.png">
[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Kyoko was noticeable absent from school the next day as well. Meanwhile Mei continued her game of trying to make her apologise so that she could return to normal. Honestly it was beginning to bore me. At this point it was less about who apologised first and more like when Mei eventually gave in. She was clearly suffering from this exchange more than I was. Regardless she went the entire day dropping hints that I should apologise all of which I ignored. After school I decided to go check on Kyoko. I was a bit worried and also a little curious about the condition of her grandfather. I didn’t want her knowing I was snooping around so I used the app to make myself a new body that I then used to snoop around the hospital. I arrived at the room her grandfather had been in yesterday, but today the bed was empty.
“Excuse me,” I called out to a nurse. “What happened to the old man who was in this room yesterday?” His reaction told what he had to say before he said it.
“I’m sorry, but he’s passed on.” An unpleasant feeling whelmed up inside my gut. “Were you close?”
“No. Um… do you know what happened to his granddaughter?”
“She was taken home by a family friend. I must get back to my rounds. If you need anything ask at reception.” I was left alone standing in the corridor. Shit. He really died. When I made the decision yesterday I knew this might happen, but it still wasn’t a good feeling. I choose to let fate decide and fate decided his time was up. Knowing now he was going to die, I wonder if it was possible to save him. Many horror movies have toyed with the idea that those who are destined to die will die regardless of any action to save them. I wanted to challenge fate. I fired up the app and took aim at the nearest doctor. I copied a handful of her memories for there was something I wanted to know. After the initial shock of having someone else inside my head I found the information I wanted. There was a morgue beneath the hospital. Access was restricted as one could imagine, but I knew who I had to become to get entry. It took me a mere five minutes until I was standing in the evaluator down wearing a new body. The head doctor was a fifty-five year old woman. Her body wasn’t as comfortable as Mei’s. I took the elevator down into the cold basement where the cold smell of death was abundant. I didn’t want to be down here any longer than necessary. Thankfully everything was clearly marked, and I quickly found the cold locker where Kyoko’s grandfather rested. I pulled it open looked at the pale lifeless body. I did a quick double check to ensure nobody was watching then tried to use the Reborn app on him. It didn’t work. It refused to target him. I closed his locker and tried another. Again it refused to accept the body as a target. So bringing back the dead was impossible, but only because the Reborn app made it so? If I could target someone who had passed on then could I bring them back? In idea came to mind. What if I targeted someone prior to their death, then tried modifying their body afterwards? I’d need to find someone on death’s door to test my theory out, but where could I find such a person?
“Oh wait, I’m in a hospital,” I joked. I returned to the elevator and took a journey to the Accident and Emergency room. A red light above the door indicated the emergency operating theatre was in use. As the head doctor I was able to get inside and peer into the operating theatre from behind a pane of glass. Five doctors were working rapidly to try and save a man’s life. My timing couldn’t have been better as it didn’t seem it was a battle they were winning. I targeted the man with the Reborn app then waited. I felt a little guilty for hoping that he didn’t survive. I could obviously interfere, but just like with Kyoko’s grandfather I was going to let fate decide.
“We’re losing him!”
“Get me the defibrillator!” They did what they could, but unfortunately for this car crash victim they couldn’t save him. He died on the operating table and I looked down at my phone. He was still targeted by the app. Now here was the question, could I bring him back to life? Let’s find out. I began changing his body and healed some of his injuries. I’d rolled back his age 5 minutes so in theory when I hit apply he should return to life. I hit apply, but nothing happened. So the app would refuse to alter the body of someone who was dead. I wonder if I could copy his body though. He was already selected as the target. I hit copy, reverted what I’d copied back to a healthy 25 years old then applied it to myself. It worked. I transformed into a very much alive 25 year old man.
“So the app refuses to target the dead, or alter them in anyway. Yet allows me to copy them?” I could probably copy the guy’s memories even though he was already gone. The app truly was mysterious. One thing I could take from this was that there was definitely some kind of system in place to moderate the app’s usage. Was it checking if the target had a beating heart? Perhaps it was related to brain activity? I wanted to know how the app distinguished life from death. I saw it as a step into understanding how the app worked, a step into unlocking its full potential. While pondering this I realised there was a question I should have already asked, does the app only target people?
I snuck out of the hospital having completely forgotten about Kyoko. I had returned to being Mei and tossed away the memories I’d borrowed. My destination wasn’t far. I walked to the park that was right next to the hospital. This time of day dog walkers were out in abundance. I picked up the first dog I saw and tried targeting it with the app.
“Bingo.” It accepted it as a target. So the app accepted dogs huh? What about birds? I looked up and saw a seagull swopping in to steal someone’s unattended lunch. I tracked the bird with my phone and tried targeting it. Another success. So if I wanted to I could turn myself into a bird? I was tempted to try it.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>kyoko is absent from school. When you go back to the hospital later you discover her grandfather passed away. This leds to an obession over the app's power and questions about how it worked. You begin investigating. During your investigation you ponder with the idea of trying to turn yourself into a bird.<<endif>><img id="banner" src="images/Day4schoolcard.png">
<div id="choice">[[Try it|Birdend]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Don’t try it|kyop1b]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I woke up and did my morning stretches with a body that wasn’t mine. Today’s app update had been interesting.
‘You've transformed one person, now you can transform them all with this newest update. All features can now target multiple people at once. This allows you to use the power of the app on crowds of people at once! Also include is the memory alteration feature! Copy people's memories, erase their old ones or even give them fake ones! Make them believe whatever you want them to with this easy to use function.’
I could see some use in those features, but my thoughts were still with Kyoko. After making sure Kyoko got home safe yesterday I’d gone straight home myself. I hoped she’d come into school today, so much so that that morning I kept an eye out for her. I was relieved when I spotted her standing outside her classroom, but her usual energetic smile had been replaced by a fake one. There was a tap on my shoulder. I turned to see Mei standing behind me.
“Oh great Kyoko’s back,” Mei groaned.
“Hey can I speak with you for a minute.” I wanted to tell her about what had happened yesterday. I pulled her to a side corridor where we could speak in privacy. I told her about what I had done after school yesterday and about Kyoko’s grandfather.
“Do you think I should have done something else?” I asked her.
“Are you asking what you should have done, or what I would have done, because those are two different things.”
“What would you have done?” I clarified.
“I would have used the app to ensure she never bothered me again in the nicest possible way. Kyoko’s obsession with me is unhealthy for us both.” That wasn’t the answer I was seeking.
“Okay, then what do you think I should have done?”
“Well I wouldn’t have let him die, but I would have done more than the bare minimum. From what you’ve told me he is the sole caretaker for Kyoko. Really in that situation there was two choices. You extend his life so that he doesn’t die, or be there to ensure Kyoko is okay when he does. I don’t want to see her future ruined.”
“So you’re saying my decision was the wrong one.”
“Mmm I wouldn’t say wrong.” Mei tried to find a nicer way to word it. “It just wasn’t what I’d consider the best one.” The bell rang interrupting us. We headed to class and didn’t speak again until lunch. We couldn’t continue our conversation however since joining us at the lunch table was Kyoko.
“Mei!” Kyoko cried hugging my arm as I tried to eat. She’d regained some of her previous expressiveness, but I could still see a change in her. “I didn’t have time to make lunch, can I have some of yours?” I looked down at my food then I at her. I slid across my lunch box so she could eat as much as she wanted. I could go with being hungry if I meant I knew she was eating right.
“Thanks Mei,” she began eating. I notice the eyes of my friends were on me. The real Mei especially was giving me an uncomfortable look. “You’re the best Mei.” Kyoko thanked me, yet I didn’t feel good about it. Mei’s word from earlier came back to haunt me. Was the reason I was uncomfortable because I was guilty about not doing more? There was still time to fix that, but to do that I needed to go back to the hospital.
“Hey Kyoko, are you going to visit your grandfather later?” I asked her. She stopped what she was doing and avoided looking at me.
“Don’t.” She gave a single word of warning. I had never heard her speak like that before. The way she had said almost sounded like she was saying ‘I don’t want your help’. She passed back what was left of my lunch then stood up and left.
“Wow you really pissed her off, so what was that about her grandfather?” Dave asked. Shit. I promised to not tell anyone about her grandfather’s condition but had just blurted it out in front of everyone. No wonder she was so pissed. I had to catch up to her. I put a lid on my lunch and stood up.
“Think about what you are going to say before you say it,” Mei warned. “I mean that for both what you just said and what you are going to say next.” I heeded that warning and ran after Kyoko. Unfortunately I couldn’t find her. The lunch bell brought an end to my searching, after which I had a class with Mei.
“I wish you’d hurry up and resolve this mess so we can swap back,” she complained.
“The reason we haven’t swapped back is because you won’t apologise.”
“That ‘was’ the reason. Now I don’t want to swap back until you’ve fix this mess with Kyoko. I don’t want to be the one cleaning this up, that I know for a fact.” I was the one who had the app. I could swap us back if I wanted, but Mei was right. I had to be the one to resolve things with Kyoko. I knew there was one place she would definitely be; the hospital. Visiting hours took place almost immediately after school. I was sure that she’d be heading to visit her grandfather once school ended. If I went there I’d be run to bump into her, plus I could use that chance to correct my decision from yesterday.
Within half an hour of school finishing I was back the hospital. Still in the same bed was Kyoko’s grandfather. It didn’t seem like he had woken up yet.
“Time to fix this.” I took out my phone and aimed it at him. I loaded up the Reborn app then stopped. What was my plan? Was it just to heal him or did I want to do something else?
“Mei?” I heard Kyoko’s voice. I immediately turned and hid my phone behind me, She was standing in the doorway with a fresh vase of flowers.
“Oh Kyoko, what eh…” Coincidence? I almost said the dumbest thing possible. “I was hoping you’d be here.”
“What are you hiding?” She looked suspiciously at my hands that were behind my back.
“Oh nothing.” I quickly set my phone on the table behind me then showed both my hands. She then walked past me and put the flowers on a bedside table.
“Mei. I’m sorry. I’m sorry about everything I’ve done to you up until this point. I promise I won’t ever bother you again so please just leave me and my grandfather alone.” She spoke with a cold voice and didn’t even try for eye contact. It was too painful to see her this way. I had to act.
“Kyoko…”
“Why are you still here?” She sounded angry now. “Do you feel guilty? Is it because you’re worried about me? Mei I’m not a child. I can handle myself. I didn’t tell anyone about my grandfather because I didn’t want their sympathy! Don’t you see that what you’re doing is exactly what I was trying to avoid?” I saw tears in her eyes. I felt so guilty. I didn’t even trust my own words so just did what Kyoko wanted and left. I felt I’d done something wrong, I was unaware I’d just made the biggest mistake in my life.
It wasn’t until I had reached the bus stop did I realise I’d left the hospital without my phone. It must still be on the table where I hid it from Kyoko.
“Shit.” I couldn’t go home without it but I didn’t want to face Kyoko again. I returned to the hospital and snuck back to her grandfather’s hospital room. I peeked inside and saw she was absent. I took the chance and crept inside to search for my phone. When Kyoko surprised me I had hid it behind me on the table. That was where it should have been, but it wasn’t.
“Where is it?” I asked looking at the empty table. Had someone taken it? It must have been Kyoko. Great that meant I had to find her, or rather I had to wait for her to find me. I looked at the empty hospital bed next to me.
“Huh?” Where did her grandfather go? I’d been in such a rush before that I didn’t notice he wasn’t here. He was in no condition to be up and about. I felt a cold shiver run down my spine. Kyoko was missing, my phone was missing and her grandfather was missing. I’d been about to use the app when I put my phone down. If Kyoko had picked it up before it automatically locked then she would have full access to the app. I had to find her before it was too late. I searched the hospital but to no avail. I was left with only one choice, go to her home and pray she was there.
I arrived at the small little bungalow and saw movement from inside. It looked like someone was inside and I could take a guess as to who. I rang the doorbell and waited for a response. After ringing a second time Kyoko’s grandfather appeared, although with his current appearance he looked more like her father or even older brother.
“How can I help you?” He asked politely. There wasn’t a wrinkle on this old man’s face. Kyoko must have used the app to make him younger, a lot younger.
“I’m looking for Kyoko.” If she’d already used the app then there was no point playing dumb.
“Sure thing. Kyoko someone is here to see you.” He called for his granddaughter and she appeared.
“Oh hi Mei,” she greeted. “Come on in.” I accepted her invitation. She led me through to a small bedroom that was fraction of the size of mine.
“Kyoko I need my phone back.” I wasn’t here to mess around and play games.
“Joe’s phone. I’ve seen him use it enough times at lunch to recognise it. Did you steal it from him once you learnt about what it could do?” So she still thought I was Mei? She mustn’t have done the maths.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Through a series of events you begin to question is your decision was the right one. Mei doesn't think so. After school you head back to the hospital to heal her grandfather. Kyoko catches you in the act so you hide your home. Unfortunately you then forget about it and she acquires it and uses it to heal her grandfather. You confront and must either tell her the truth or continue to pretend to be Mei.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Tell her the truth]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Continue pretending you are Mei]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“I didn’t it, it’s my phone because believe it or not, I’m Joe.” Kyoko’s expression went through several stages. First was surprise, then doubt, then realisation, then finally disgust.
“You’re sick! I can’t believe you stole Mei’s body.”
“I didn’t steal it.”
“I don’t believe you. Mei would never give her body to a creep like you!”
“What’s so unbelievable about that?” Kyoko really didn’t perceive me highly.
“Because I know Mei would never giver her body to you!”
“Oh really? Then for how long for do you think we have been in each other’s bodies?” Kyoko hadn’t noticed anything on Tuesday at lunch, or on our date, or when I visited the hospital yesterday. My question put her on the backfoot as she had to think back.
“How long?” She asked nervously.
“Since Tuesday morning,” I replied. The look of disgust she gave me was powerful.
“You used Mei’s body to kiss me…” A hand came out of left field and struck me across the check. It stung like hell, but the worst had yet to come. The surprise attack left me stunned, so stunned I couldn’t react in time as she targeted me with the app.
“Kyoko don’t…” I reached for my phone, but my hand rapidly shrunk before I could grasp it. Before I knew it I was on the floor. I looked up at a giant Kyoko standing over me. In front of me was a pair short chubby arms and hands.
“Kyoko!” I cried out. My voice sounded very weird. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and saw what had happened. She’d turned me into a very young infant. Right now I might have only been one year old. I was completely powerless as Kyoko lifted me up and laughed at me.
“Let that be a lesson to you. You are going to stay like this then tomorrow I’m getting the real Mei back.” Her words weren’t an empty threat. She forced me to remain as a child the rest of the day. I slept a lot that night on account of my new age and when I woke up it was time for school.
Being pushed into school on a pram was perhaps the most embarrassing experience of my life. I was glad nobody recognised me. Kyoko didn’t seem to care about the attention. It was awfully strange for her to show up one morning pushing a pram with an infant in it. She took me to one of the girl’s empty bathrooms then sent Mei a message. We waited and sure enough Mei showed up in my body looking quite worried.
“What did you do to Joe?”
“He deserved it for taking your body. Don’t worry Mei I’ll turn you back.” And that was what she did. She swapped us back to normal then returned Mei to her proper age.
“Kyoko give Joe back his phone,” Mei ordered. Unfortunately Kyoko was the one who had the power to force people into obeying her.
“No! I’m not letting him do whatever he wants with our bodies. He used your body so he could kiss me and would have gone further had I not stopped him. He’s sick and needs to be punished.” Kyoko targeted me with the app. I knew there was no way to escape once it locked on so I ran at her to try and stop her from using it on me. I didn’t get to her in time.
“Stop, drop and roll!” She ordered. I was compelled to obey her. I hit the ground and began rolling as if I was on fire. “Oh it works. Amazing! Okay now do one hundred jumping jacks.” Unable to resist I stood up and did as she ordered. Being controlled by the poser felt horrible but I couldn’t stop myself.
“Mei a little help!” At least I could still speak.
“Kyoko, can you please stop?” Mei asked.
“Mei, I order you to tell me what you really think of me.” From nowhere Kyoko gave Mei an order as well.
“You’re annoying. I hate the fact you are obsessed with the idea that if you’re persistent enough I’ll fall in love with you when the reality is I never will. If you never came back to school then it wouldn’t bother me at all.” Well, shit. That was definitely not what Kyoko wanted to hear. Her expression had changed, and I saw her hands shake in anger.
“Mei, I order you to love me unconditionally, forever.” Could the poser force someone into falling in love?
“Kyoko… I’m sorry for what I just said I didn’t mean it!” Like a switch had been flipped Mei was begging Kyoko for forgiveness. Her body language had changed and her latched onto Kyoko like she was afraid of losing her.
“Mei, I order you again to tell me what you really think of me!”
“Kyoko I love you. I love you more than I thought possible and every moment you aren’t with me pains my heart.” Shit she really had fallen in love with her. Once I’m finished my one hundred jumping jacks I’d need to do something. Kyoko looked at the app then back at me. She was planning her next move and I was stuck unable to stop her.
“Joe.” Shit here it comes. “I order you to… destroy your phone then dispose of the remains.” What the fuck? What kind of order was that? I didn’t want to do it, yet I couldn’t stop myself. My hands reached for my phone and without saying a word I took it from Kyoko, threw it onto the floor with all my might then began stamping hard on it. The cracked screen went black as it broke. I wasn’t done, I picked it up and dropped it straight into the toilet bowl. I felt like I’d gone insane and lost control of my body as I pulled on the chain and flushed my phone away.
“Kyoko… why would you do that?” I asked her. I was free from her control now, but it was too late. I’d just destroyed my phone and with it the app. I could try to have the janitor disassemble the toilet to see if my phone maybe got stuck in a pipe, but even if I recovered it there was no fixing what I’d done.
“How about we go on a date tonight Mei?” Kyoko didn’t care. She had gotten what she wanted.
“I’d love to!” Ever with my phone gone the spell she had cast on Mei hadn’t broken. The two left the bathroom arms linked.
“I fucked up.” I felt like absolute shit. Every mistake, every choice I’d made that led to this outcome came back to haunt me. If I just been smarter I could have done so much more, and Mei wouldn’t be forced into loving Kyoko forever. The bell rang and I stood up and left the bathroom. It was time to resume my mundane and futureless life minus one of my friends.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a resutl of your choices you find yourself back to square one. The app is gone and worse still Mei is now Kyoko's love slave. You can only wonder what could have been if you had chosen differently.<<endif>>
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~ End - Kyoko's Victory ~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>“Well I wouldn’t say steal. There was no way I was letting him have it once I saw what I could do. He’d probably use it to do all kinds of perverted stuff.” I pretended that I was Mei. I knew how Kyoko perceived me so to make her drop her guard I spoke of myself poorly.
“I totally agree. Does he know you have his phone?”
“Yes. I tricked him into giving it to me. He is such an idiot.” I laughed and so did Kyoko. This was all about finding the right chance and not arising suspicion. “Do you think we should use it on him?”
“Totally. I was just thinking that Mei. This thing is amazing. When I picked it up I was a little hesitant because I thought it was just some dumb app. I pressed… wait…” She had realised something. “Why were you targeting my grandfather when I interrupted you?”
“To help him of course. I was going to heal him just like you did.”
“Oh… but why did you try to hide that from me?” What was with all these questions?
“You surprised me. I just reacted.”
“Then you left without helping my grandfather?”
“Well the way you spoke with me made second guess myself.” C’mon just buy my story already!
“So you just left?” Dammit Kyoko you don’t need to investigate every single detail.
“I didn’t want anyone to know about the app, you included.”
“Why? You can trust me. Or was that kiss we shared just a lie?” How did that factor into things? She was looking for reasons to doubt me. I had to be careful not to give her any.
“Kyoko…”
“Mei I want you to be honest with me.”
“I am!” I tried to say. No words left my mouth however. I tried to repeat myself but for some reason I couldn’t speak.
“Why can’t I… speak?” My words came out of my mouth without any trouble that time. That was weird. Then I saw it, my phone was still in Kyoko’s hand and on the screen was the poser. If she had just used them on me then ‘Mei I want you to be honest with me’ would have been the order she gave. This was exactly what I was afraid off. The fact that order even worked on me was unfair. I wasn’t Mei so I shouldn’t have to obey it. I could only speculate that the poser was based on Kyoko’s intentions and not mine.
“Mei do you really love me?” Shit. That was a question I couldn’t answer on account of her previous order. I still had some freedom with my words so I had to make it work.
“I don’t not love you.” Somehow that passed. “You are an interesting girl. I like your energetic side.”
“Mei I want you to fall madly in love with me.” Ah shit. I looked at Kyoko but I didn’t feel any different. Her order wasn’t as clear cut as it should have been. I was lucky that it hadn’t force me to immediately fall in love with her. I knew that I had to obey that order though. I would fall in love with her and mostly likely was already falling down that path. I had to take back my phone before I lost the ability to reason with myself when around her.
“So… do you love me?” Kyoko asked. I couldn’t reply. “Did I say it wrong? Okay how about this, Mei I order you to fall madly in love with me right this instant.” Oh fuck. I waited for my mind to give way to the power of the poser. A few seconds passed and I realised I still wasn’t in love with her.
“Oh the battery died,” Kyoko complained. Thank heavens. “Um… so Mei how do you feel?”
“Great,” I replied honestly. I was glad her last order hadn’t gone through. She still had my phone though.
“Kyoko we need to leave soon,” from the hallway I heard her grandfather call out. I was out of time and Kyoko still had my phone.
“Mei do you know what charger this phone uses?” Of course I did, but it would have been suicide to tell her. I also couldn’t lie however so had to doge the question.
“Joe would know,” I explained.
“Hmm. He isn’t likely to give us his charger though. Mei you need to trick him into telling you what model he uses.”
“I can do that.” That wasn’t a lie, I could do that, but I wouldn’t. Kyoko would never approach ‘Joe’ on her own accord. That gave an opportunity.
“Well I should go now.” I was leaving without my phone. At least Kyoko couldn’t use it anymore. Tomorrow I’d need to get to the real Mei quickly and tell her what happened.
The next day I woke up early unsure of what time it was. I usually checked my phone at this point but Kyoko had that. I wonder if the app was even able to update while my phone was turned off? I wouldn’t surprise me if it had considering it ignored most of the laws of the universe. Well without the app to distract me there was nothing to do but get ready for school. I saw my phone charger sitting on the desk so grabbed it. Kyoko wanted it so I felt compelled to help her. Wait. No that wasn’t what I wanted to do. She was my enemy, but I also really liked her. I slapped myself on the cheek to knock sense into me.
“You only like her because she ordered you to fall in love with her. She is your enemy. Don’t fall for her!” I had to remind myself of the situation. “I don’t love her, I don’t lover her, I don’t love her!” I grabbed my bags headed for school.
At school Mei and I found somewhere secluded to discuss what had happened. I explained everything, and she was rightly very annoyed.
“You idiot! How could you let Kyoko of all people get a hold of your phone! She’d order me to fall in love with her in a heartbeat if she could.” She already had. I didn’t say that though. I felt like I’d be betraying Kyoko and that weighed heavily on my chest.
“Okay so she wants your phone charger… do you have it?” I did. Despite everything I’d grabbed it before I left and stuffed it into my bag. Mei was impatiently waiting for an answer while my internal conflict raged on. I knew the reason I was struggling was because Kyoko was forcing me to fall in love with her, but even knowing that I was struggling to come to a decision.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You pretend you are Mei and as a result Kyoko orders you to fall madly in love with her. The effect isn't instant, but by the next morning you're so madly in love with her you can't think straight. You are faced with either giving into your love or resisting and helping Mei fix this.<<endif>><img id="banner" src="images/Day4kyohouse.png">
<div id="choice">[[Fight it and help Mei]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Give in and help Kyoko]]</div><<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Yeah it’s right here.” I pulled the charging out from my bag and handed it to her.
“Why are you giving this to me?”
“Because I can’t trust myself with it. Mei I’m in love with Kyoko!” She gave me a look of disgust.
“You’re a creep.”
“No! She forced me to fall in love with her with the app. I can’t stop myself.”
“Fall in love? How can you be in love with her while also knowing she is forcing you?”
“Because when I think about her my heart flutters and the thought of betraying her hurts. I know it’s weird…”
“Very weird.”
“But I can’t help it. The app’s orders are absolute.” Mei scratched her head with a puzzled look.
“Okay. So you’re saying I can’t rely on you. Well that doesn’t change much all things considered. Right now she can’t use the app. Do you know if she has it on her person?”
“No…”
“Well that’s something for you to find out. Hmm. She’s unlikely to try and… okay Joe here is the plan.” Mei explained to me her rather odd plan. First we had to get Kyoko to steal the cable from Mei’s bag. The idea behind that is if Kyoko stole the cable herself she wouldn’t suspect we were setting her up. Afterwards I needed to find out where she was charging my phone, then let Mei know so she could steal it while I distracted Kyoko. I promised to do my best and try to overcome the forced love that was tormenting me. Shortly after departing from Mei I was approached by Kyoko. I fought back the happy emotions I receive when I saw her.
“Kyoko I found Joe. I don’t know what model his phone is, but I know he has his charger in his bag.”
“Seriously? Okay when morning breaks comes I’ll steal it.” Excellent. I couldn’t trust myself to stay in her presence and not warn her of the trap. I went to my classroom and waited painfully for events to progress. When morning break came I went with Kyoko and witnessed her steal the charging cable from the bag.
“I’m going to go find somewhere to charge this. You stay here.” She didn’t want me to see. That was a clear sign that she didn’t trust me. She left and I waited obediently. I knew I had to follow her but these dam emotions were screwing with me.
“You’re doing a poor job,” Mei whispered into my ear. I didn’t even see her approach.
“Sorry.”
“Yeah I expected she might not trust you. She’ll be on the lookout for both of us so I hired some extra help. You didn’t notice someone was following her right?” I hadn’t. Mei left before Kyoko returned and I didn’t see Mei again until the start of lunch. She approached me with a dead looking smile before flipping it around by pulling out my phone.
“Mission success! She plugged it the music classroom and hid it in a mess of sound wires. Now first thing is first.” Mei had unlocked my phone.
“How do you know my passcode?”
“Everyone knows it. So you said the poser is what caused you to fall in love with Kyoko?”
“That’s right.”
“Okay then, Joe I order you to cease being in love with Kyoko.” Mei’s order took effect instantly. I felt like nothing changed, but at the same time I could think freely now. “And now I order you to tell me what you plan to do if I give you your phone back.”
“I plan to return things to normal. First I’ll apologise to you and swap us back, then I’ll erase Kyoko’s memories, then restore her grandfather to being an old man again before the government finds out there’s an elderly man walking about with the body of a twenty year old.” Once again the poser was forcing me to say thing I didn’t plan on saying.
“Good plan… so you going to start now or wait?” There was no reason to wait.
“Mei I’m sorry. I fucked up and caused unnecessary trouble for the both of us.” After what had happened, I was willing to admit I was wrong.
“Good. Now I’ll just swap us back.” Mei took aim hit the long overdue swap button. My vision shifted as my mind returned to its original body.
“I’m me again!” Mei cried giving herself a quick pat down. I was back in my body which meant my phone was now back in my hands. Step one of my plan was now complete. Next I needed to erase Kyoko’s memories and return everything to normal.
“Good luck with that. I’ve had enough of this for today.” Mei put everything on me to fix. It had been a long week for both of us. We both headed to the lunch hall suspecting that was where Kyoko would be. We weren’t wrong. When Mei appeared she did her usual routine of being overly affectionate and Mei was extra cold in response. I kept hidden and targeted Kyoko with the app. She didn’t even realise it as her knowledge of the app was erased and new memories will added to fill the gap. When I was done with her she was under the belief her grandfather had gotten better thanks to an operation that will keep him healthy for years to come. She knew nothing about his new age which I left school early to deal with. I also sorted out the hospital so there were no investigations into his disappearance. When I finally got back home I threw myself into my bed relieved that the week was finally over. After my ordeal with Kyoko I think I’ll take the weekend off. Maybe get to know the app a little better so this doesn’t happen again. There was also the newest feature the ‘Mass Memory Alteration’ to look into. In all, it had been an eventful week and was glad to have a bit of peace before I got back into it next week.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>By taking Mei's side she is able to fix everything to how it should be. She gives you back your phone and asks you not cause her anymore trouble. As the week ends everything is back to normal except you still have a world changing phone app.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]
<<if $TLDR is "no">>“No. I left it at home.” I couldn’t do it. My feelings for Kyoko were too strong.
“That’s a pain. Well at least she doesn’t have access to the app. Okay Joe you are going to need to try and steal your phone back while it is still out of commission. Afterwards I expect you to sort this mess out.” I felt bad lying to Mei, but it felt worse lying to Kyoko.
“I get it done, don’t worry.” I left soon after. My feet naturally guided me straight back to Kyoko who was eagerly awaiting the news.
“So? Did you find out kind of cable I need?”
“Yup. I’ve got it right here.” I showed her the cable. Her smile when she saw it gave me a warm reward. I knew my love for her was forced, but it was still unyielding love.
“Excellent. Wait here, I’m going to find somewhere to charge it.” And yet she didn’t trust me. She left me standing there as she went and found somewhere secret to charge my phone. There was nothing more to do while we waited for it to charge. The turmoil in my heart hurt so much the new few lessons were torture. I loved her, yet she clearly didn’t love me. There was no trust. This feeling was driving me mad. I realised the problem was the app. It was because she saw it as a means to control me, and so long she controlled me my love would never be rewarded. I knew what I had to do. At lunch Kyoko found me and she had my phone.
“Mei I need you to find out Joe’s passcode!” Yesterday she had disabled the automatic screen lock because she didn’t know the code, but it still required it upon start up. That oversight gave me the chance to turn things around. Through a string of irrational actions fuelled by my unrequited love I stole the phone from Kyoko’s hands and violently shoved her to the ground. She cried for me to stop I wouldn’t stop. I couldn’t bear this lonely pain any longer. She’d ordered me to fall madly in love with her and right now I was both in love and mad.
“Mei I order you to give it back!” Her orders had no effect. I was the one holding the phone. I cruelly pushed Kyoko to the floor as she tried to stand then targeted her with the app.
“Kyoko. I order you to fall madly in love with me.” That was the same order she’d given me.
“No… I won’t do it just because you ordered me to!” She had no idea how powerful the app could be. Give it day and she’d be just as in love with me as I was with her. Until then I had other obstacles to clean up. Kyoko could never learn the truth about who I really was, so I had to erase it from the minds of all those who knew it starting with the real Mei.
“Mei!” Kyoko wasn’t going to just let me walk away, well not of her own free will.
“I’ll be back. When I return we can be together as much as we want. Until then, keep away from me and tell no-one.” I knew I could be as harsh as I wanted because she was under the same spell I was. No matter what she did to me, or what I did to her, our love would never fade. Following that I found the real Mei, and using the app warped her mind so that she now believed she was the real Joe instead. I cleaned up all the loose ends using the app. I felt a temptation to erase the app as well, preventing it from being able to interfere with our love. I still needed its power. I wanted to be together with Kyoko. I couldn’t do that while we both lived with our parents. With the app I could seize everything I wanted, and once I had everything I could be together with Kyoko forever.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You allow your love to control you. Despite this Kyoko still doesn't trust you. You take things into your own hand, stealing back the app and using it to make her fall madly in love with you.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|Kyokolovend]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>With a proud smile I decided I’d reached perfection. I stood on the balcony of my new home that was located in an isolated woodland several miles from the nearest city. Cuddled up next to me was the girl I was madly in love with, Kyoko. We had our own home, an easy income and most importantly each other. There was no need for the app anymore so for the last time I opened it up then scrolled down to the uninstall button and deleted it. Now our love was eternal. We belonged to each other and we were happy in each other’s arms.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you and Kyoko are madly in love. You have each other and that's all you'll ever need.<<endif>>
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~ End - Together Forever with Kyoko ~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>My body shrunk and changed in an instant as I spread my new feathered wings outwards. This was amazing. I could turn myself into an animal without losing my human thinking power. I gave my wings a quick test and found it surprisingly easy to take flight. I’d need to give this a proper test later when I found a better location. Now where was my phone? I searched the ground and found it lying face down. Since my body had no hands I had dropped it when I transformed. I used my wings to flip it over then my heart sank. I saw cracked glass covering a black screen. When I’d transformed my phone had fallen from my hands onto the hardstone ground. The impact hadn’t been kind. It was broke. And I was a bird. The reality of the situation hit me like a truck.
“No!” I squawked. This couldn’t be. How was I going to undo this? It was fixable right? I’d just dropped it. The screen could be replaced and then I could just target myself and undo the change. I tried picking it up by these feet were made for stealing fish, not smartphones. I had to find help. I could read and write. Surely I’d be able to communicate my will to someone? Then I saw them. The eyes of a predator. A black cat was slowly making its way toward me. Its movements were those of a hunter stalking its prey. I did what any bird would do in that situation and flew away, and when I returned my phone was no longer there. Someone must have picked it up, and without any idea as to who I feared I’d be stuck as a bird forever.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you have become stuck as a bird with no way to return to normal.<<endif>>
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~ End - Bird Ending ~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>I got the feeling that might be a bad idea. I found a large rock and kicked it over. As expected a few bugs immediately began fleeing from the sunlight I’d suddenly exposed them to. I took aim with the app and tried targeting them. No success. No matter what I tried it wouldn’t recognise the bugs or insects as targets. With that I knew where I was going next. There was a store about half a mile away that sold fish tanks and fish to populate them. It was there I discovered that targeting small fish was also a negative. They did however have a family of turtles for sale. There were very small turtles and some larger ones. The app refused to accept the smaller ones as targets but allowed the larger ones without argument. Did that mean the app was discriminating based on size? I did a few more tests and confirmed that was the case. The app wouldn’t accept anything smaller than an adult turtle as its target. I added it to my notes then moved onto my next experiment. Could an animal be turned into a human? The answer was a resounding yes. I transformed a squirrel into a copy of Mei. Physically she was Mei anyway. Her behaviour and mental state was still that of a squirrel. She tried to run off so I reverted to her animal form and let her go. After that I’d used up everything my battery had to offer. I called it quits and returned home to charge my phone. I put together everything I’d research so far and also did some online research as well to try and figure out how the app was distinguishing between life and death.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You throw away the idea. You continue testing and work out the limits of the Reborn app.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|kyop1c]]<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Mei was surprised by the enthusiasm I had when I approached her the next morning. I wanted someone to talk about what I’d learn. She was the only person who knew about the app so she was the prime candidate.
“The app won’t target the dead, or creatures under a certain size. It will however maintain the target even if the target dies, or becomes to small to be an applicable target,” I explained.
“I don’t really care. Can you just apologise already so we can swap back?”
“Oh… sure why not.” I targeted Mei and myself and swapped back our bodies.
“Hey!” She voiced her complaints immediately.
“Can I have my phone?” She was now the one holding it since we swapped places.
“Not until you apologise.” She held it behind her back out of my reach. I rolled my eyes.
“I’m sorry for whatever it was I did.” I’d honestly forgotten at this point.
“Be serious about it!” She didn’t accept my half-hearted apology. I wanted my phone back so I over-dramatic apologised, bending down as if to worship her. Naturally this created quite a scene.
“Alright I get it, here.” She gave me back my phone as I stood up. “So what happened with Kyoko? I haven’t seen her.” Ah that.
“Well… her grandfather died.”
“Seriously? That’s… I mean I hope she’s okay.”
“From my understanding he was the one taking care of her. I can imagine it’s hit her pretty hard. So anyway, the app can…”
“Joe! Shut-up about the app. What about Kyoko? I mean she was annoying, but I’m genuinely concerned for her right now.”
“I don’t know. She was taken home by a neighbour.”
“And you haven’t been to see her since? How insensitive can you be? Afterschool you’re showing me where she lives so I can check up on her.” Afterschool? I planned to investigate the app more. Maybe Mei was right though. I could show a little concern.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>The next day you tell Mei about what you've learned. She is more concerned about Kyoko. She wants you to come with her to go check up on her.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Continue investigating the app|kyop1d]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[Go with Mei to comfort Kyoko|kyop1wk2]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I quickly wrote down Kyoko’s address and some directions to get to her.
“Here you go,” I handed Mei the note I’d just written. “I’m busy but I won’t stop you doing it.”
“Seriously Joe? Fine. I should have known better than expect you to care.” Mei began reading the note then left. I personally felt she was overreacting. Well it wasn’t my problem. I had my body back and I had a mysterious app I wanted to know more about. The next question on my long list was a simple one, could the app kill? The app refused to target or modify the dead, but would it allow me to transform someone so they were dead? Not transform them so they died instantly, but transform them into a state they were already dead? Human testing was out since I already knew I couldn’t bring the target back to life. I’d have to resort to animal testing again. I had an idea where I could find some test subjects without leaving the school grounds. The old school building had a slight rat problem. The old building was abandoned and scheduled to be demolished whenever the school found the extra money to pay for a construction crew to do it. Since it was meant to be getting tore down there was no reason to eradicate the rats that weren’t causing any direct problems. Students were meant to keep away from the old building. The groundskeeper had large supply of rat poison to deal with those that dared try to move into the main school building however. All I needed was some food, my pack lunch for example, and some of that extra strength rat poison. The morning bell signalled the beginning of classes. For attendance sake I had to go to them, but when morning break rolled around I quickly left the school building and snuck into the groundskeeper’s storage hut. There I found a large metal box marked on all sides with danger warnings.
“Danger – Industrial Rat Poison. Do not consume. Wear gloves and wash hands thoroughly after use.” Opening the box was a puzzle due to its safety mechanics. When I finally got it open I was surprised by the lack of smell. I guess something designed to kill rats couldn’t have much of a scent or it would discourage them. I laced half my lunch with the poison then closed the container again. I put my poisoned lunch inside my locker just in case some idiot, i.e. Dave, decided to steal from my bag and eat it. After that I attended my next set of classes before finally grabbing my poisoned lunch from my locker and heading to the old school building.
The old building was as the name implied, old. The floors were all made from wood and the windows were all single panes of ill-fitted glass. The locks were old and I knew of one that didn’t work anymore allowing me to easily slide the window open and climb inside. A layer of dust covered everything in here. Old desks had been piled nearly into a corner and were relics of the school’s past.
“If I were a rat where would I be?” I joked. I went silent and listened to the sound of scampering beneath the floorboards. I found a great spot in another room to scatter some poisoned food. After that I waited in silence for them to appear from the back of the room. After fifteen minute the first one appeared. He was a big thing, easily an adult male. He quickly began grabbing pieces of food I’d left out. I had my hands ready to target him with minimal movement. He was just large enough for the app to accept as a target.
“Eat up,” I laughed. I had the poser active now. “Go and bring another rat here.” I wasn’t sure how rat society worked. If one found food was it common for them to show others the source of the food? All I know was that after leaving the rat returned shortly after with a friend. Before they could ingest any of the poison I swiftly targeted them.
“Don’t eat. Just wait.” Now I had two rats under my control, and one of them had a stomach full of poison. I targeted the poisoned rat and waited. As one would imagine it soon collapsed. I picked up the body and dropped it in a sink of cold water. After five minutes of being submerged I could be pretty certain it was unquestionable dead. It was still being targeted by the app so I coped it then switched targets to the still living rat.
“And apply.” Either it would work or not work. That was what I thought. I didn’t expect a third result. I recoiled my hand as a powerful shock hit it. My phone flew from my hand as red sparks flew in every direction. The sparks stopped when my phone hit the floor and I very cautiously picked it up.
“What the fuck just happened?” I picked up my phone and saw the rat was still selected. The change I had attempted to apply had gone through. The second rat was now dead and also still selected as my target. I couldn’t see any damage to my phone. I was lucky the screen didn’t crack when I dropped it just there. I was left puzzled by whatever had just happened.
“Wait a minute…” I noticed something. I tried targeting the rat I’d just killed and was able to do so successfully. I went and discovered to my amazement I could now target the other rat as well. I had no idea what I’d done, but somehow I’d overridden the app’s refusal to target the dead. Upon discovering I could target dead rats I did the next obvious thing, I returned to the hospital to see if I could target deceased people. Long story short, I could.
“No way.” I didn’t know what I’d done, perhaps I’d confused the app or maybe my experimenting had overridden its safety features. Regardless of the reason, I’d just reached a new level of power. I found the oldest body I could in the cold room; a homeless man who’d been murdered on the street. His was being kept here while investigations into his death were ongoing. The police had yet to identify the poor guy so there was no-one to contact regarding his funereal. Well maybe I could help them. I fired up the app and targeted the cold body. I healed his injuries, gave him some youth and then hit apply. The changes to his body were immediate, but he didn’t return from the land of the dead. Despite being perfectly healthy his heart still wasn’t beating.
“Hmm….” An idea came to mind. I turned the app on myself and a took a copy of my own body. Then I targeted him and hit apply, giving him a perfectly healthy body with a beating heart. Immediately his eyes opened and looked at me.
“Welcome back,” I said.
“Where am I? What happened?” He was patting his chest as if checking for the stab wounds that had killed him.
“What’s your name?” I asked him.
“Arnold Fiddler,” he hastily replied. “Is that… my voice?” Well this had been a success, but what was I to do with this man now?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You are too busy to help with that. You give Mei Kyoko’s details then leave her be. She isn’t happy but that’s not your concern. You continue investigating the app and by doing so break the limits of what it can do. Now you find yourself able to bring back the dead, and after resurrecting your first test subject you ponder what to do with him.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Let him enjoy his second coming|necroend1a]]</div>
<div id="choice">[[I’ve no more need for him|necroend2a]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I really hadn’t considered the good I could be doing with this power. Kyoko was probably in the pits of grief and depression right now. I’d gotten too side-tracked with my testing. Mei was right, I could help her so that was what I was going to do.
“Let’s pay her a visit after school.” I didn’t give Mei the option of declining. We continued our day like normal. I spent all my free time on my phone scrolling through the app’s long list of features. I had a pretty good idea of what the full extent of the app’s power was now. When the final bell rang there was chorus of joyful cheers as school let up for the weekend. Mei was waiting for me by the main doors.
“Led the way,” she instructed. The journey would take a bit of walking so we talked as we walked.
“What’s your plan? Give her a big hug and tell her it’s alright?” I enquired. I was curious how Mei planned to comfort the girl she did her best to avoid.
“That’s usually what people do. Look I don’t want her to do anything stupid and throw away her life. I’ll comfort her while you use the app to fix it.”
“And there lies the problem. You say ‘fix’ but I’ve no idea what that means. Do you want me to just remove her grief? Or maybe order her to carry on like normal?” I was never good with people. I was willing to help Kyoko, but Mei was better suited to figuring out how I should do that.
“I see what you’re saying. Both are sort of good ideas, but a bit too heavy handed if you know what I mean. She should be allowed to grieve, but it should be healthy. Like we make so she rapidly gets better then by the start of next week…”
“Two days to recover from the loss of the most important person in your life? A bit too soon.”
“You think? Well maybe not over it completely. Just enough for her to come back to school.” More reasonable. “We’ll need to make sure she can actually support herself though. I hope she and her grandfather weren’t just living off his pension.”
“And if they were?” Kyoko was legally an adult. While that meant there should be no issues with her living alone, it also meant the government wasn’t about to start shelling out child benefits.
“Shit that could be an issue. Okay after comforting Kyoko we hit the benefits office. We use the app to convince the people there to pay Kyoko’s living expenses for the foreseeable future.” That could work, provided nobody higher up the chain noticed. Otherwise Kyoko or someone at the benefits office could end up in a lot of trouble. We’d have to be a little clever with how we set this up.
“Well for the short term that’ll work I guess. Her house is around this corner.” We’d arrived at our destination. We knocked the door and after receiving no response let ourselves in. The door was unlocked and in a small bedroom we found a familiar orange haired girl crying her eyes out with her face pressed firmly against a pillow. It was complete departure from the Kyoko we thought we knew.
“It’ll be alright Kyoko,” Mei whispered as she hugged her. In her current state Kyoko was glad to have some to hold. Mei kept her busy as I set about doing what we had discussed. Once Kyoko was my target I left the room to start making the changes. We didn’t cure her grief, rather we just improved her ability to cope. If the poser was as powerful as it appeared to be then any order I gave, regardless of the nature, had to be obeyed.
“Kyoko, I order you to gradually recover from your grief. By Monday you will feel well enough to return to school.” After that I altered her personality a little to improve her ability to cope with the stress. With the changes I’d made to her she’d likely come out of this stronger than ever.
“I’m going to stay here a bit longer,” Mei explained after I’d finished. “If you’re done then you can head home without me. See you at school Monday.”
“See you next week.” With that I departed and this week’s events came to an end. I had spent half of it in Mei’s body which had eaten a lot of the time I could have been using to do other stuff. I still had to explain to my parents when I got home that Mei and I had somehow broken our curse. With everything that had happened I wasn’t sure what my plans for the weekend were. Well aside from planning what I would do next week. It was a brand new round of possibilities, and since the app wasn’t going to update anymore I had no reason to wait.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You check up on Kyoko. She is in the pits of grief due to her grandfather’s passing. You use the app to help her while Mei comforts her. Things should be back to normal next week.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I’d just brought this poor soul back from the dead. He had been murdered so you could say that I was righting a wrong. I couldn’t let him keep my body however.
“Hold still a second.” I could fix this, but I needed to send him back across to the other side for a few seconds. I undid my changes turning him back into a stab wound covered corpse. I then targeted him with the Bio-merge function selecting him as the first target and myself as the second. The Bio-merge had an interesting mechanic behind it. I could select what percentage of each target I wanted the new image to have, or select which body parts to mix and match. By fusing my image with his I was able to create a body that was alive just like me, but on the outside looked like him. I applied the image and his eyes opened again.
“What just happened?”
“What do you remember?” Right now he was the most qualified person to tell me if there was an afterlife or not.
“I remember… something… a dream… maybe?” He sounded confused. He started checking his chest again. “I remember being stabbed by a group of scum! They attacked me without a reason and tried to kill me.” I didn’t have the heart to tell him they succeeded. So from his story it sounded like an act of violence performed by a group of ‘street cleaners’. I’d heard of them, they saw murdering homeless people as a means of cleaning the streets. Many of these murders went unnoticed as the victims rarely got reported as missing.
“Was it all a dream?”
“Sounds a bad one.” I had a thought. This guy was still here because the police yet had to identify him. He also had no home or anywhere to return to. If he walked out of here he’d just crawl back under whatever park bench he’d come from and nobody would be any the wiser. With my help that was exactly what happened. I told him that he was brought to the hospital after he was found lying unconscious outside. When we departed he was under the firm belief that was what had happened. He’d likely go back to begging and maybe even give the scum that had murdered him a fright when they saw the guy they’d stabbed a dozen times back on his feet without so much as scar. That wasn’t my concern. There were other people whose lives had to a premature end that I could be helping. I just needed the right system to allow me to find them.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You allow him to live on. This gives you a thought. There are people out there willing to pay to have their loved ones brought back, you just need a system for finding them.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|necroend1b]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Without saying anything I undid the changes I’d made. The healthy teenager returned to being a cold body with several knife holes in it. I closed the drawer again and left the room having fulfilled what I’d come here to do. The ability to bring back the dead was now in my hands. There would be people out there willing to pay big money for a such a service. Unfortunately for them I wasn’t doing this for their benefit.
I left the hospital thinking about my next move. The next question I wanted to answer was just how dead could someone be? A whole body was one thing, but how far into the decomposition process would it take for the app to refuse to target someone? I could theorise all kinds of stuff, but it was pointless since the app played by its own rules. That man I had brought back had resurrected with his memories intact.
“It’s amazing the app is able to change our bodies, but not change the part of the brain that contains memories, personality and all the other stuff that makes someone themselves.” It just defied reality at every turn. The next stage of my plan required me to alter my personality a little. I’d becoming face to face with some rather unpleasant sights when I went grave digging tonight so had to prepare my mind. Right now I had the power to bring back the dead. How dead? Well I guess I could pick up a shovel and hit the cemetery tonight to find out. That was joke of course. Why would I dig up a body when I could get other people to do it for me?
In the middle of the night, 3am to be exact, I entered a small church cemetery with a group of eight construction workers who were all under my spell. This was the most isolated cemetery I could find. It was pretty small and no longer used on account of all the plots being filled up years ago. Some of the graves dated back to the late 1800s. That was handy since someone from back then would be nothing but bones by now. I found an impressive tombstone that had the date of death listed as 1898. Professor Michael Croddin, the guy buried appeared to be a man who was rather respected if the faded wording on his tombstone was anything to go by.
“Alright get digging.” Hopefully the coffin would still be intact. A hundred years had passed so all that should be left inside is a skeleton. I waited as my team of diggers got to work. They worked hard and fast thanks to some improvements I’d given their bodies using the Reborn app. Finally I heard the sound of shovel hitting wood. They cleared away the rest of the earth then opened the coffin. I grabbed my torch and shone it down into the hole. Looking back up at me was a human skeleton with a few scraps of clothing. I took aim at it with the app and tried targeting it.
“Holy hell it worked.” It had accepted the target. I quickly used the Biomerge function to create a living image of the guy, then with one final click brought him back to life. His eyes opened and he panicked.
“Where am I? Why is it so bright?” He cried with a strong accent. I lowered my torch so it wasn’t shining directly into his eyes.
“Welcome back professor,” I called down. “Think you can stand?” He climbed out of his coffin and I helped him out the hole.
“Who are you young sir?”
“Joe. So can you tell me the last thing you remember?” This guy had been dead over a hundred years. Plenty of time to experience an afterlife if one existed.
“I’m Professor Croddin, I fell ill, I remember the angels coming for me, taking my hand, delivering me to the gates of heaven and then I was here.” At first it seemed he was claiming heaven existed, but that wasn’t the case. If he was very ill at the time then more than likely what he was describing was a delusion his unhealthy brain created as he was dying based on his desires and beliefs. If heaven did exist then he would have gone to purgatory to be judged first. By his words he’d been given a straight pass there. That’s just what the logical side of me was saying, it was possible he was telling the truth, I couldn’t complete deny that.
“Was is that in your hand?” He took interest in my flashlight. “Such brightness, amazing! Are you a scientist?”
“Something like that.” How would a man from the past adapt to the modern world? I was curious, and in need of an assistant. He had nowhere else to go. How would his descendants react?<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You send the guy back to the other side where he belongs. You continue testing and discover you can use the app to resurrect people using just their bones. This gives you an idea.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|necroend2b]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I knocked on the door of the large house at night. The curtains were shut and the lights turned off. My arrival was expected. A man in his mid-thirties opened the door.
“Hello,” I said quietly. This wasn’t a visit for pleasantries. Behind the man stood his nervous wife. Both of them had grim looks, uncertain if what they were about to do was the right thing.
“Are you ‘The Returner’?” That was the codename is used. I couldn’t be going around using my real name for this kind of shady business.
“I am. Where is the person you want returned?” Another codeword. Returned meant resurrected. That was why I was here, to bring the dead back to life.
“Please, follow me.” The husband led me into his house. It was fairly nice décor, I could tell that even despite it all being lit by candlelight. I hadn’t asked them to make things this atmospheric, but it added a nice touch to what I was doing. He led me into a room at the front of the house where lying in an open coffin was his deceased five year old son.
“I’ll need a moment for privacy, this won’t take a minute.” He was nervous, but ultimately his desperation to have his son returned to him won over. He left the room and gently shut the door. As the parents of this child held each other’s hands in hope, I fired up the app and targeted the boy. I’d done this before so knew what I was doing. I fused his image with a child of similar age I’d copied before coming here. I quickly ironed out the details to create a new image that gave this child the healthy body of the other boy, but maintained his own appearance and genetics. As an added touched I made it that when I hit apply the boy in the coffin would be asleep. I left the room again and nodded to his parents.
“It is done.” I stepped aside as they nervously entered the room. They couldn’t believe their eyes when they saw the boy was breathing again. The mother quickly embraced him in a warm hug that woke him from his slumber. There was a lot of crying after that and I took my opportunity to collect my payment then leave. I wasn’t doing this for free of course. I accepted payment in cash and other untraceable currencies. I had to be very careful about the government coming after me, but they had no idea the true nature of the power I possessed so it easy to avoid potential set-ups.
I returned home to count my money and check my contacts. I saw I already had another desperate family seeking help.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you have become someone who for the right cost will bring back the dead. For the right price people can have their loved ones returned to them, thus you adopted the name ‘The Returner’.<<endif>><img id="banner" src="images/futurecard.png">
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<div id="ui-bar2"></div><<if $TLDR is "no">>I sat down in my longue chair and wrote down my results for today in my log book. When I first began researching the app’s power I didn’t expect that I’d need a log book to record my results. I’d quickly learnt however that there was always more to learn about the app. I pushed the boundaries of what it could do every opportunity I got.
“Hey Zombie Lincoln, how do you spell your middle name?” Sitting across from me was a tall bearded gentleman who I had recently brought back from the dead.
“I do not have one. And please stop calling me ‘Zombie’ Lincoln. It makes me feel… dead.” He didn’t appreciate the joke. “I’d prefer President Lincoln.” He also didn’t appreciate the internet or many of the conspiracy theories surrounding his death. Back from the dead after close to 200 years, he had a lot of catching up to do about what he had missed. His resurrection was something I was keeping a secret.
“Why did you bring me back to life?” He asked for the one hundredth time. Very few people were grateful of the glimpse of the future I was giving them. I didn’t understand it. Before I could reply there was knock on the door. Another historical figure of a time passed opened it to inform me of a new arrival.
“Lord Joe, there is a woman here seeking an audience with thee,” said Henry VIII. “I’ll instruct my servants to ready the guillotine.”
“Just tell her to go away, and don’t cut her head off!” Having so many people around sure was distracting. I went back to writing my notes hoping for some peace but that wasn’t happening.
“Nice place you got here.” I looked up again and saw her. A woman with white hair and an impressive trench coat was standing by the door. Next to her Henry VIII was as still as the waxworks made of him.
“Hey who are you?” I demanded. I then reached for the app to target her.
“Let me say right now that I am impressed. Henry VIII, Elvis and is that Lincoln? You’ve been real busy.”
“I order you to tell me who you are!” I ordered using the poser function.
“I’m Hunter. Oh but let me clarify I didn’t say that because you ordered me to, actually the app has no effect on me. Go on, try to order me around or transform me.” How did she know about the app? I took up her challenge and tried to turn her into a child. It didn’t work.
“See? Now watch this.” She pointed her finger at me like a gun then fired. My view point shrunk as I turned into the five-year-old child I’d tried turning her into.
“I’m not easy to impress, but you’ve certainly impressed me. I had no idea it was possible to bring back the dead.” She walked over and picked up my notebook. “I might have to keep this, but first…” She reached for the app and easily overpowered me and took it from my hands.
“Give that back.”
“I can’t do that. This power was never meant to be your plaything.” She looked around the room at what I’d accomplished. “Then again you did take this power to a new level. To say you are completely undeserving of it might be too harsh. I’ll tell you what, I’ll let you keep what you’ve earned.” She placed her hand on my forehead. I felt a warm tingle spread across my head, then I passed out. When I came too she was gone as was the Reborn app. I’d been returned to normal, or rather so I thought. I soon discovered this body of mine now had a secret power.
“I’ll let you keep what you discovered.” I’d discovered how to use the app to raise the dead. She’d taken everything else from me, but left me with that power alone. I didn’t even need the app anymore to do it. I thought back and remembered our encounter. It was like she had the power of the Reborn app without needing a phone. Now I had a fraction of that power. By just moving my hands and focusing my will I could make the dead walk again and obey my instructions. I never saw Hunter or the app ever again, but thanks this new power my life was never the same again. The encounter had left me with a thousand questions, and few answers. If I’d been more prepared then maybe things wouldn’t have ended this way.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you have become a necromancer. This causes you to encounter Hunter face to face where she compliments you on what you’ve achieved. She takes away the app, but leaves you with the part of that power that you’ve earned. Now you can raise the dead at will, just like a true necromancer.<<endif>><img id="banner" src="images/futurecard.png">
~ End - Necromancer Ending ~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>The nervous producer heard a knock on his door. He checked his security cameras to see who it was. It didn’t appear to be another journalist looking to investigate the scandal he had suddenly found himself mixed up in. He ignored them anyway. His lawyer had told him to lay low and deny everything. Don’t talk to anyone, not even your family. If he did that then his lawyers should be able to silence the rumours.
“That’s wasn’t very nice,” I said stepping out of the shadows.
“Who the fuck are you?” I shouted. He reached for his phone but never got a chance to dial it.
“Sit down.” Under the influence of the poser he did as I ordered. “Put down the phone. You have no reason to be alarmed. I just want to ask you a question, and you will truthfully answer it. So my question is this, did you rape those women?”
“Yes.” That was what I’d come to hear. I snapped my fingers and some burly men appeared.
“Boys, you know what to do.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you now seek out men who had wrong women and give them a taste of their own medicine.<<endif>>
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~ End - Backdoor Burglar ~
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<<if $TLDR is "no">>When I arrived at school the next day I was tried from a lack of sleep. Too many ‘what if’ questions had kept me awake. I wanted my phone back from Yumi and upon arriving I immediately searched for her. Dave spotted and accompanied me, throwing his own stream of questions at me about the app. I explained some of what it could do to him but didn’t go into many details. Unsurprisingly he had a lot of suggestions about what we could do with its power. Mei was the next to join our search party and it wasn’t until the last minute that Yumi finally arrived.
“Yumi!” I called out. “Can I get my phone back?” I asked her before Mei could butt in.
“Give me it first.” As expected Mei contested my request.
“You two are so short sighted. Joe were you aware that your phone is impossible to open now? I have tools that could crack a bank safe, but your phone’s battery compartment is locked up tighter than a nun’s chastity belt.”
“Are you sure you’re doing it right?” It was pretty simple design that only required a bit of force and grip.
“Yes. Don’t insult me. Anyway I did some digging around and found… absolutely nothing. Physically I mean. It’s like the app isn’t even installed on your phone, yet it is definitely there. Look check this out.” Mei demonstrated to me something she’d discovered. “Instead just coping I can now access a small memory bank of people I’ve previously copied.”
“Was that today’s update?” It had updated every day so I assumed today was no exception.
“No. This is today’s update.” She showed me the latest update text.
‘Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you donft select yourself you will also be affected.’
“The memory bank is something I unlocked through my meddling. This new feature though… I have no cause to doubt that its legit so let me say, holy hell, changing the entire world? That’s insanity.”
“It’s very real.” Like Yumi I also had full confidence that it could work.
“Wow so what are we doing to do with it?” Dave already onto the next stage.
“Everyone stop!” Mei yelled over us. Just then the bell rang signalling that it was time to get to class. “That thing is dangerous and we should be very careful about how we use it. Yumi did you discover anything that allows for the changes it makes to be reserved through other means?”
“No. As far as I can tell anything it does is permanent.” In other words, if I turned the entire school into potatoes then broke my phone, they’d be forever stuck as potatoes.
“See, this power is way too powerful. We need to be very careful about its use.” Mei felt that when she said that everyone else would agree.
“Well we better get to class, we can discuss this further.” Yumi left with my phone. She was right about us needing to get to class. I’d ask her later to give me it back. When morning break came however our conversation was very different from what I’d planned.
“How’d you do it?” Yumi greeted with some harsh words.
“How did I do what?” I wasn’t following.
“Your phone. How did you get it back?”
“Joe took back his phone?” Mei questioned.
“Nice,” Dave added.
“I didn’t. Yumi still has it.” If I’d taken back my phone I’d know.
“Well I don’t have it. I put it in my bag during first class, and then during second class it was gone. ‘Someone’ took it.” Yumi seemed certain it was me.
“I swear I didn’t take it. Dave did you?” I doubted it but needed to confirm.
“Nope.” It didn’t seem like he was lying.
“Well I don’t have it either.” Mei cleared her name as well. “Now let’s think who is the most likely person to have stolen it, oh that would be you Joe.” They could accuse me all they wanted, it didn’t mean I had it.
“Okay serious time. None of you three have it right? You’re not trying to teach me a lesson or anything of the sort? You really have no idea where it is?” I asked them one final time. They confirmed none of them knew where it was. Now I could move onto the next question, if they didn’t have it, who the fuck did?
“Let’s get back to Yumi’s first class, if the phone fell out of her bag then…”
“It didn’t fall out. My bag has a zip pocket specifically for phones.” Shit. If it wasn’t an accident then somebody must have stolen it.
“When in your second class did you realise it was gone?” I asked her.
“At the start as I was getting my books out.”
“Then during first class did you leave you bag unoccupied at any point?”
“No… wait… I got called out to solve a problem on the board. Everyone was still seated during that time. I suppose the guy next to me could have reached over and into my bag during that time.”
“And who was that?”
“Dom.” That was when the possibility that someone had intentionally taken my phone became a reality. I wouldn’t rule out that guy being a thief, and the possibility that he knew about the app existed. When Dave yelled out yesterday that Mei and I had swapped bodies most people would think he was talking nonsense. Dom however had noticed a change in Mei when I dressed as a slut. He might have been following us around after that and listening in on us when he could. The fact I bumped into him right after talking about the app yesterday backed up this theory.
“Guys I think Dom might know about the app, at least enough about it to lead him into stealing it for himself,” I explained.
“What? How?” I told them my reasoning and they came to accept it was a possibility. We immediately checked our surroundings but didn’t see him.
“This is exactly what I was afraid off!” Mei hissed. “Joe was bad enough and he actually has some morals, but Dom is an asshole, he wouldn’t hesitate to use thing for evil. Let’s go find him and take it back.” Mei ran off and fearing she’d make it worse I followed.
“I’ll go search as well.” Dave ran off in a different direction and so did Yumi. I could trust them to alert the rest of us before acting. Mei was the one I was worried about as she was very emotionally charged right now. We searched high and low but couldn’t find him. Morning break ended. Mei and I agreed finding the app was more important than attending class.
“I have class with him next,” Dave explained. “Maybe he’ll show up.” I was in that class as well. It might be worth attending after all.
“Mei, ten minutes after class starts I want you to come to my classroom and bail me out if Dom isn’t there. Say another teacher urgently needs to speak with me or something.” That should work. When class started Dom was a no show. I was waiting for the moment when Mei would come to bail me out, but it was unnecessary as over five minutes after class began Dom showed up.
“You’re late Dom, any excuses or should I skip to the part when I punish you for tardiness?” As always our teacher was merciless.
“Just didn’t fancy turning up on time.” There were shocked gasps in response to his bold words. Our teacher wasn’t the type to get angry though. He’d asked a question and gotten his answer.
“Alright. We’ll discuss your punishment after class.” He calmly returned to the lesson. Dom took his seat but as he saw down he looked at me. That bastard. Mei soon showed up to call me out of class. I was allowed to leave and we stepped away from the classroom to talk.
“He’s in class right now,” I explained.
“Great. Let’s call him out then steal back your phone.” That wouldn’t work. I knew my teacher wouldn’t accept Mei calling a second person out of the room. I explained why her plan wouldn’t work, but she took it the wrong way.
“Alright smartass, what is your plan of attack?” She pressed me for a response. If I didn’t give her one she’d likely take matters into her own hands.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Yumi holds onto your phone to investigate it but finds nothing. The next morning someone steals it. You all suspect Dom is the culprit<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Tell her to calm down and that you’ll think of something|MeiHX4b]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>“Mei don’t rush this. If you fuck up and he uses the app on you its game over. You’ll spend the rest of your life regretting not taking the time to plan this. I have a plan, but I need you to trust me.” I had to make her trust me. She hesitated then finally caved in.
“Alright, what is your plan?” She put me on the hotspot. I didn’t have a plan but, my brain worked quickly to make one up.
“We trick him. He is going to be cautious and expect us to try and get the app back. What we want to do is bait him into putting the app in our hands.”
“And how do we do that?”
“I…” I hesitated. I had a plan, a good one, but Dom had the power to force people to be truthfully or just flat out steal their memories. Mei was too reckless. I couldn’t trust her, but I could use her.
“So what’s the plan?” She pressed.
“The plan is we get Ms Angela to help us. The truth is we are related. We keep it a secret for family reasons. Anyway she’ll believe me if I tell her about the app, and she’ll help us. Dom and I have a class with her just before lunch. We’ll get him then.” A complete lie, but it convinced Mei. “When is your next class with Dom?”
“Next period.”
“Shit. Okay just be careful and do nothing to alert him to our plan.”
“I’ll trust you, you better not let me down.”
“Don’t worry. I’ve got this. I’m going to speak with Ms Angela now. You return to class.”
“Okay.” Mei and I went our separate ways. I headed in the direction of Ms Angela’s room but then went straight past it. She wouldn’t believe me and definitely wouldn’t help me. I had a new plan to deal with Dom. It was risky, but since we were dealing with Dom I was sure it could work. I headed to a storeroom where the theatre department stored all their props. I had a lot of shit to search through for the item I needed. I skipped my next class in order to find it before my class with Ms Angela. I found what I wanted just before the bell rang. I quickly escaped the storage room and headed to class. I arrived at the same time as the rest of the my class and pretended nothing was wrong. Ms Angela arrived soon after to let us all inside. I paid close attention to her, observing her movements and smiling when I saw a slight wobble in her step. She wore particularly high heels, not something that say a man in a woman’s body could manage. Everything was set. Before class began I quickly grabbed Ms Angela’s attention.
“Ms can I speak with you outside?” Would Ms Angela ever agree to that kind of request? No.
“Okay Joe.” She headed for the door and almost fell over as she wobbled again. It definitely wasn’t Ms Angela in that body. We stepped into the corridor and let the few students still outside get to their respective rooms. Now I had her all to myself.
“What did you want to speak about Joe?”
“Okay this is going to sound crazy but… I need the Reborn app back or else the world will end.” I changed my tone mid-sentence. “I’m serious Dom. You have no idea what you’re dealing with!”
“Wow, try harder Joe.” Dom began laughing then did exactly what I wanted him to do. He took out the Reborn app. “This thing is too amazing. I’m not giving it back because I think you’re lying. End of the world? Please what a joke.”
“It’s not joke, that’s why I brought this.” From under my shirt I pulled out a replica gun. I gave Dom a cold stare as he froze from the surprise. “I’ll take it back. You try to say anything I shoot. I feel my body changing I shoot. I feel my memories fading away I shoot. I know what the app can do. No change you make to my body can happen fast enough to stop me firing. My friends know what the app does and will use it to fix whatever you do.” I saw a smile. He thought he’d figured me out. Maybe I’d really shoot, maybe it was all the bluff, but in his mind there was a sure fire way to stop me.
“Oh you got me, not!” He used the app on me and did exactly what I was prepared for, he swapped our bodies. The fake gun was now in his hands, but more importantly the Reborn app was now in mine. I heard a snap Dom pulled the trigger creating a fake bang.
“Hah thought so,” he laughed. It didn’t matter than he had realised the gun was a fake. He wanted to prove he was smarter than me so had done the stupidest thing possible. I was already moving my fingers quickly across my phone. I swapped out of the body swap function and into the poser function. Dom realised too late the mistake he’d made and ran at me.
“Stop where you are!” I ordered, he obeyed. The power of the app was back in my hands. Now I had to back track and turn everything back to normal.
“Where is the real Ms Angela?”
“Fuck you Joe! You fucking tricked me!”
“Answer all my questions truthfully. Where is the real Ms Angela?”
“She’s inside my body in the nurse’s office.”
“Okay follow me.” On the way to the nurse’s office I asked him several more questions. Because of how I dressed as Mei on Thursday, and followed by Dave’s outburst, he had suspected something was up and started eavesdropping on our conversations. He learnt about the app, and when an opportunity to take it came about he seized it.
Using his friend Jason as a lab rat he confirmed the app’s power. I was glad I’d stopped Mei being foolish before as Dom and Jason had swapped bodies meaning that had Mei confronted Dom, it would have really been Jason. Dom knew Mei was dangerous, that was why he had used the app on her to force her to tell him what my plan was. It was what I’d planned to happen, and just as planned Dom entered Ms Angela’s body to try and mess with me. That was the kind of guy he was and that was why I’d been able to predict his actions perfectly. I spent the rest of the afternoon tracking down everyone who’d he’d involved and setting things straight. Memories were erased, orders were given and when the school day finally ended everything was back to normal. Mei unfortunately had become too big a risk. I had to alter her memories of this week’s events to make her more accepting of the fact I had this power. When I got home I was exhausted and my battery was dead from overuse.
“Now what to do with you?” I looked at my phone thinking of the Reborn app. My phone would require some charging before I could use it again. Honestly I was little tired now, and I needed to think hard about my mistakes. This week could have gone very differently. Frankly that fact my plan worked as down to pure luck. I’d made a lot of assumptions and got lucky with every single one. I’d need to be more careful in the future, because next week I planned to see what the app could really do.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You trick Dom and get your phone back from him. You return everything to normal and get ready for a new week.<<endif>>
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[[Week 2]] <<if $TLDR is "no">>“Mei calm down. Trust me when I say I’ll think of something.”
“Oh no, this is all your fault and I’m not going to sit around and wait for you to resolve it. The app can alter memories right? Then I don’t have to worry about the consequences of what I’m about to do.” What she was about to do? Mei spun around and ran back to my classroom. I couldn’t stop her as she threw open the door and dove into the room. The commotion she created as immense. She had without missing a beat ran straight for Dom and knocked him from his seat onto the floor.
“Where is it you piece of shit? Where are the photos you took of me?” She sounded deranged. Other students were shocked by what was happening, but her choice of words led them to believe Dom had done something wrong and Mei was lashing out at him for it.
“I didn’t do anything!” Dom cried out. “Get her off me!” Despite his cries for help nobody was assisting. Dave did the opposite and moved in to grab his bag and begin searching through it. If things had gotten to this stage I should help them.
“What’s going on?” People asked.
“Joe explain!” The teacher demanded from me. Why did he assume I knew?
“Dom took pictures of Mei changing at the pool and has been threatening her with them.” That was a solid lie, and a very plausible one since Dom was involved. He had a bit of a reputation.
“I did no such thing!” Dom tried fighting off Mei.
“Then let us look through your phone to confirm it.” I saw Mei’s plan now. Dom was about forced to hand over his phone to prove his innocence. Naturally he handed Mei his phone and not mine.
“Here, see for yourself.” Nice try. I nodded to Dave who understood that I wanted him to call my phone. That would be an easy way to find out where Dom was keeping it. He found my name from his address book and dialled it. Among the commotion we tried to listen out for it, and for a brief second I heard it… behind me. I quickly turned my head and saw it. Standing in the front corner, away from the commotion and observing everyone was a boy named <<click "Jason">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/Jason.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. I knew two important things about Jason. The first was that he was friends with Dom, and the second was that he was the one holding my phone.
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“Dom get her off me!” The boy we thought was Dom cried out. And so the big flaw in Mei’s plan came to light. She put all her eggs in one basket, banking on the idea that Dom would still be Dom. The truth we should have realised was that he had the app. Changing his appearance was as easy as phoning his mum.
“Okay class calm down!” The teacher ordered.
“Yeah everyone, calm down!” Jason, or rather the real Dom ordered. I felt my emotions be smoothed by his words. The overall temperament of the class became calmer in response to his order.
“Jason you get back to your seat as well!” Ordered the teacher.
“Nope I’m good. You will let me stay up here.” Shit he was using the poser to control everyone. I had to stop him. Mei also realised this and ran at him.
“Everyone take a nap!” He ordered and so I, along with the rest of the class blacked out. When we woke our surroundings had changed considerably. Dave, Mei and I were all in the centre of what we guessed was one of the gym storage rooms. The floor was covered in gym mats and our fellow students were lined up around us in a circle. Sitting on a makeshift throne looking down on us all was Dom with Jason back as his side.
“Hey guys, nice of you to wake up. So this smart phone app you found is really cool. When can I get one? I mean, as your king I order you all to tell me where I can also download this app!” And so the story repeated itself. I explained to him where the app came from, how little I knew about and so on and so forth.
“So this might be the only copy of it in existence then? That sucks. Guess that makes it mine. Don’t worry Joe, I’ll go down to the phone shop later and have them give you a new one on the house, what model you want?” I didn’t want a replacement. I wanted my phone and more importantly the Reborn app back.
“This is your fault!” Mei hissed across.
“Me? I fucking said to not rush!” I was consumed by rage when Mei had the gall to blame me for this. “If you hadn’t been a complete idiot and rushed at him without so much of a second thought…”
“Hey hey calm down you two. Listen I don’t know what you think is going to happen, but the truth is we are all on the same side. I want to have a better life, you want to have a better life, I hate our school, you hate our school, we have a lot in common.” I was starting to get a glimpse into his way of thinking. He was acting just like a rich kid trying to use his money to buy friends, except what he had was better than money. He’d use the app not just for his own gains but for the gains of others.
“Anyway guys, before we start we need to establish some things. Nobody is to take this away from me alright? I’m the greatest guy in school and you are all going to treat me as such.” He continued giving orders all of which were pathetically shallow. Unfortunately the ones he put in place to stop anyone else trying to steal the app away from him were keeping my hands tied. The power of the poser was impressive, and unable to resist it and I had to just accept that Dom was the greatest person at school.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Mei rushes in and falls into Dom's trap. He turns the situation around and uses the app to make the entire school think he is great.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|MeiHXend]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>It was just another normal day at school, except instead of taking lessons, our teacher was letting us watch an action movie that had just been released on Blu-ray. It was the middle of the semester and exams were coming up. Fortunately Dom had promised he’d find the answer to our exam papers beforehand and distribute them among the student body. His abuse of the app knew no bounds. He used it to cheat his way through life at every turn. He was unquestionably the most popular guy in school now and his figure was comparable to Hercules. To put it simply, he stood out like a sore thumb. That was why when ‘they’ came he was instantly singled out. All I saw was a movement in the bushes. I thought nothing of it until figures dressed in full black combat gear came charging out in all directions. The door to the classroom was kicked open as stun grenades exploded around us. We couldn’t see or hear anything as the men in black surrounded us and subdued us.
“Target acquired!” I heard a voice crackled as my hearing began to come back. With blurry vision I saw Dom being dragged out of the room as the assault team left.
“Now to clean up.” The final member of the assault team turned to face the room. I saw in their hands my phone. Then everything changed. With the app’s power he altered our memories.
“Wow what happened in here?” One of my classmates noticed the mess left behind. Nobody including myself knew what had just happened, and within a hour the boy we all knew as Dom would cease to exist in record and in memory. I was just an ordinary Joe who really needed to start studying.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices the app is now in the hands of a mysterious party. They have erased your memory and also all memory of Dom. You continue your life like normal with no knowledge anything out of the ordinary happened in the past week.<<endif>>
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~ End - Steal Team Six ~
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There was the solution to the last piece of the puzzle. If I used this new feature then not only would everyone instantly believe that the new uniform was normal, but everyone else on earth would do the same. Perhaps even the clothing manufacturers would adjust to it. That would be impressive, even for the Reborn app. The only thing I had left to do was head to school and see what Yumi had stitched together.
With a duffle bag slung over her shoulder, Yumi invited Dave, myself and Mei into the old changing rooms. Mei got the feeling that something might have been up since Dave and I both knew what this was about.
“Mei I’m trusting you to make sure those two don’t peek.” There was a separate area where the old showers used to be. Yumi disappeared in there to change. Mei kept Dave and I from moving while we waited for Yumi to reappear.
“Okay I’m done. I will now present the new school uniform.” Yumi stepped back out wearing <<click "something amazing">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/YumiNewUniform.png]]<</replace>><</click>>. Two delights faces, and one not so delighted was the response.
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“I love it!” Dave’s doubts were gone. He liked what he saw. I had to confess, so did it. There was cleavage, midriff and the right about of thigh.
“That’s impressive.” I was impressed Yumi had managed to put that together in a single night. Actually, I was questioning if that was actually the case. Was it possible Yumi already had that outfit at home? It was either that or Yumi secretly had the talent, tools and materials required to make it. I think I’d just discovered a new side to her.
“Yumi what the hell is that?” Mei was distracted by the uniform. That gave me a chance to cause some mischief. Bio-Merge open I targeted Yumi and Mei. I created a new image that was 100% Mei’s body and 100% Yumi’s clothing.
“And apply,” I loudly declared. Mei’s clothes were rewoven into a uniform identical to Yumi’s but in Mei’s sizes.
“You assholes!” She noticed the change instantly. “Turn my clothes back.”
“Seems a waste, this is the new school uniform so might as well get some practice wearing it,” I explained.
“No it is not!” Mei wasn’t happy. Time to play our hidden card.
“Alright. Let’s have a vote. Who is in favour of the new uniform?” Dave, Yumi and myself raised our hands. “And who is against?”
“You… you… you assholes use the app to make Yumi okay with this. She would never ever agree to this.”
“Hmm… I wonder…” Yumi went into thought. “Maybe they did, but if they did they just made me support something I would have supported anyway. Anyway I think we should all do the democratic thing and…”
“This isn’t democratic. Democracy isn’t decided by four people in a changing room.” Mei’s resistance was getting annoying now.
<<if &meifavor is "yes">>“Mei, I’m going to have to play my hand here. Remember how you owe me a favour for getting rid of Kyoko? A favour which I reserved?” Call back to the start of this week.
“Dammit, yes I remember.”
“I’m calling it in. You have to wear that uniform for the rest of the day, and if you still absolutely hate it then we’ll figure something else out.”
“Oh c’mon, that’s… fine.” Success.<<endif>><<if &meifavor is "no">>”Okay Mei how about this. Since the rest of us are going to go ahead with this anyway, you’d end up being the only person at school not wearing the new uniform.”
“You’re going to make everyone else wear this?”
“Just to try it out. Why don’t you wait until the end of the day and see how you feel.”
“Yeah that’s fair,” Dave added. Mei didn’t value his opinion or mine very much right now.
“Mei, please just try it. I put a lot of effort into making this.” Yumi appealed and finally Mei caved in.
“Fine…” Success.<<endif>>
Now we had to prepare for school assembly where the rest of the female student body would get their own uniforms. Using the method I’d practiced with Dave, I took advantage of the gathering of all my fellow students in one place and gave all the girls a new uniform. There was a lot of confusion so I had to act fast. It was time to use the Mass Memory Alteration function to make the world not question what I’d just done.
“Let’s see how well this thing works.” With myself, Dave, Mei and Yumi all being exclude from its memory alteration I hit the big apply button. The confusion in the room stopped as people wondered what they had been confused about. Soon the school assembly was proceeding like normal. Unfortunately for me using the Mass Memory Alteration had sucked my phone’s battery dry. That meant I wasn’t able to make anymore changes to my fellow students until after I got home. That might have been an issue since I agreed to turn Mei back to normal at the end of the day if she didn’t like her uniform, but surprisingly when the time came she actually voiced her support for it.
“It’s actually nicer than my previous uniform. It’s revealing, but when everyone else has the same thing I don’t really notice it. Plus our old uniform looked like crap anyway. This gives us a really unique look,” she explained. Everything appeared to be a success, but there was still one last thing I had to make a decision on. Dave’s original plan was to change not just the uniform but also the girls, my phone battery was dead for now, but next week I’d get to work spicing things up.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>With Yumi's help you make changes to the school's uniform. Mei isn't happy but eventually she warms up to the idea.<<endif>>
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[[Alternate Week 2]](Coming in the future)Not yet available<<if $TLDR is "no">>We could be inviting all kinds of trouble our way if we went through with that plan.
“Let’s stick to doing research. I don’t to wake up to find Seal Team Six surrounding me.” Yumi seemed a little disappointed.
“You’re right. I was hoping you’d say yes so I could blame you when it all went wrong. Let’s continue searching online then, maybe we’ve missed something.” Directly searching for the Reborn app wouldn’t work. Whoever was covering it up was doing a good job. Yumi was pretty good with computers, far better than me, if there was something online she’d be more likely to find it than me.
“I’m going to put myself in the mindset of the previous owner,” I explained to her. I knew some details about him, so would adjust my personality to try match his as closely as possible. I wanted to try and figure out what was going on through his head. He was using the app for material gains. With the apps power you could become a millionaire within a month, yet he was sticking to petty theft for quick gains. I adjusted my personality to be similar to what I envisioned his to be like.
“What would I do next?” I asked myself. Money was meaningless to me. All my needs could be resolve with the app. If I wanted something I could order someone to give it to me. Unless the item I wanted was online. The app had no power over the virtual world. To get the money online I’d taken I’d need to deposit it into a bank. I probably wouldn’t wait either so would have deposited the money the next morning.
“I got it,” I snapped declared snapping my fingers. “I know how to track him.” I undid the changes I’d made to my mind.
“How do?” Yumi enquired.
“The guy probably went to his bank the day after stealing the money and put it into his account. We need to go a to a bank and access there database to find someone who deposited large sums of cash on the morning after the theft. Hopefully we’ll be able to reduce the number of suspects down to handful.”
“Hmmm.” Yumi began typing to check something. “There were no major betting events that week. Someone depositing a large sum of cash should stand out. I know that banks keep records of such things to assist with police investigations.” We had our next lead. Hopefully it would lead us somewhere. Yumi looked up the address of someone high enough in the banking system to be able to get us the information we needed.
“Got it. Shall we go?”
“No. Let’s get all the information we need now to improve our efficiency tomorrow.” Yumi saw the logic there. We did just as I suggested so that would take action swiftly the next morning.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to stay safe and not invite unnecessary danger.<<endif>>
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[[Next Day|Day4YumiSafe2]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>It was a very simple idea. Instead of trying to find them, we let them find us.
“How do we go about doing this?” I asked Yumi. It was very risky.
“We will be making ourselves targets, but we’ll be the wrong targets.” I wasn’t following. “We use the app to create body doubles. A fake Joe and a fake Yumi. We continue spreading information about the app from our home computers, but by proxy. We order our doubles to do it. When ‘they’ come for them they’ll likely believe they have the app.”
“Oh I see.” Yumi’s plan was pretty good. Having a decoy meant the threat to Yumi and myself would be significantly cut. We didn’t know when ‘they’ would come for us. They had the element of surprise, but if they got the wrong person then the upper hand would be ours. Now we just needed body doubles. If we just transformed someone else into us then we’d be putting them at risk. Plus someone might notice they were missing. This problem was solved by Yumi’s discovery that the app could target animals. With the app we ordered two passing pigeons to fly through my window and land on my bed. They didn’t stay pigeons for long as I transformed them both into copies of us.
“It’s so surreal,” Yumi commented looking at her clone. We replaced their pigeon personalities with our human ones, and their pigeon memories with ours.
“When I say ‘wake up’ you two will wake up from your trance. You will not acknowledge my existence or that of the real Yumi in any way. Now wake up.” Our clones both broke out of their trance.
“What just happened?” Fake Joe asked. He began looking around the room but as per ordered didn’t acknowledge I existed.
“We ordered those two pigeons into your room, then give them our personality and memories, or at least we were about to.” Fake Yumi remembered everything up until the point of the memory transfer.
“Where did our clones go?” The Fake Joe asked. He was now searching for the app.
“Joe… I think… we might be the clones…” Fake Yumi’s words were laced with fear. She began panicking. Feeling she might be about to do something rash I quickly put them both back into a trance.
“Wow that was a bit too real,” Real Yumi commented. “I kind of feel sorry for her. Imagine if that was us?”
“Maybe there is another Joe and Yumi pulling our strings,” I joked. “And maybe we are all in a simulation. Would explain how I gained access to ‘cheat mode’. The universe is a confusing and uncertain place. Keep moving forward and don’t stop to think about it.” I stopped joking and focused on the problem at hand. The fake Joe and Yumi knew about the app. Yumi had figured out near instantly she was a fake. I could erase all knowledge of the app from their minds, but they needed that knowledge in order to post about it online.
“Any ideas?” Yumi asked me.
“Hmm. How about we change our appearance then convince them that we are their friends. They’ll know about the app, but think the new me is the original owner. We also alter their memories a little so they don’t know about the pigeon experiment.”
“Could work. Sounds a like a lot of work as well.” She was right. I’d need to use all the app’s features to make this work. I’d have to modify my body, alter their personalities and memories, give them some orders to keep them under our control and run a few tests to make sure everything is golden. Before all of that however we had some interneting to do. I plugged in my phone then switched on my computer. It was time to test our theory about the Reborn app being covered up. While I stuck to making forum posts about what I had found, Yumi took a more targeted approach and targeted conspiracy websites. An hour into it and we had yet to see any of our comments suddenly vanish.
“Someone is asking for proof,” I told Yumi. Naturally nobody would believe what I was saying without it.
“Then give them some.” She was right. Video evidence would be too powerful to ignore. Yumi used her phone to record as I used mine to alter the body of my clone. A few minutes later and the results were online. This was when our attempts to draw attention to ourselves began to gain steam. People at first called us fake, but others sent in more requests. With each request we fulfilled people began to question if it was actually real. Everything we were doing could be done with enough video editing software and talent, but the time between a request being submitted and a video being produced was too quick. Our videos began spreading like wild fire, and then it happened, my internet suddenly died.
“I can’t connect,” I explained. Yumi investigated and found my service was just gone. It was like the cable had been pulled from my router. Yumi had 4G on her phone, and thanks to that noticed something very unusual occurring online.
“You didn’t post that right?” She brought up the forum page when I’d been posting the videos and commenting on them. Despite me no longer having internet access, my account was still making posts. It was like a cyberpunk movie as my online identity had been stolen and was being used to now harass the people who had been following my videos.
“Someone took over your account and is now picking fights with everyone. It’s clear their goal is to destroy your credibility.” They weren’t stopping either. Their goal was to drive people away from the forum. “Looks like gorilla tactics, they’ve clearly got access to some other accounts and are using them as well. I’ve seen this type of tactic before. A moderator will be forced to lock this and then it’ll probably vanish.” Yumi’s prediction was spot on. Other information I’d spread online quickly vanished, then so did everything Yumi had been posting.
“They know about us now. They also know where you live since they were able to cut your connection. Now the question is, just who are ‘they’?” Everything was going according to plan. However if they knew where I lived then they probably knew my face as well.
“I better give myself a new face now.” Yumi grabbed my phone before I could.
“Here.” She passed it back to me and I saw she had put it into airplane mode. “Better safe than sorry.” I started the processing of changing my face and body. I wanted to resemble my former self as little as possible. That give me an idea. Part-way through making changes I selected my gender and flipped it. Eager to see the result I applied the change to myself. It was like on the first night I’d just the app but more extreme. My chest expanded into breasts, my hips curved, and my manhood shrunk and vanished. My face obtained a distinctly feminine shape and my hair went well past my neck.
“Hmm, that looks fun.” As I inspected my new body Yumi transformed hers. Just like I had she decided to see what the opposite sex was like. From a slightly nerdy girl to a pillar of masculinity. Yumi now had a full six pack of abs and sharp masculine features.
“Wow I’m taller, and all this testosterone is making me want to punch a hole in the wall.” Her voice was deep now. “But I think this is a bit too much.” She toned down her changes, transforming from an athlete into a couch potato. “If they are searching for someone with the app they are going to suspect anyone with the perfect body.”
“I guess that’s true.” Time to say goodbye to this amazing figure. I downgraded my body to a less appealing on. A bad case of teenage ache now covered my face. People would avoid looking at me directly just for that reason alone. Everything was now set up. We issued our decoys some commands so they would go to school in our place in the morning unaware that we were controlling their strings. At least that was the plan, little did we know they would never make it there.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to try and bait out the shadow group. You set up a trap for the purpose of luring them into action and it works.<<endif>>
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[[Next|Day5YumiD1]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>After our 4th bank infiltration we finally found what we wanted.
“Frasier Bobbin, male, 21 years old, deposited over 6000 in loose cash to a branch an hour outside the city. Later that day made several online payments.” Yumi was reading out the guys details from a screen. Helming the computer was a bank executive who was under our complete control. Redrock was a huge city, many banks owned big buildings here which had made our task mush easier. This was the first guy who fitted what we were searching for. We were able to pull up his profile and get a good look at the guy. Banks were very thorough these days when opening an account for someone. He was single, living alone and paid for most commodities online. Ideal conditions for when you changed your face then lost the ability to change back. We had everything we could ask for, it was time to see if he was the guy we wanted.
One journey across the city later and we were there. A cheap apartment building in one of the rougher parts of town. We had the guys address so entered through the broken lock and headed up to his apartment. We knocked on the door and waited. Someone soon opened it up. It was our guy.
“Hello?”
“Hi we are in the area doing a survey, would you like to ask a few questions?”
“Will this take long?”
“Nope. All you need to do is go back inside and sit down until we tell you otherwise.” I said with the poser locked on.
“Why would I do that?” What the hell? I doubled checked my hand. The poser was locked onto him. My order should have been obeyed. Yumi suddenly pushed me aside.
“Sorry, my partner says things in the wrong order due to memory issues. We’re an equal opportunity employer. On the topic of memory we are doing a survey about memory.” After saying memory for the 3rd time I realised what Yumi was hinting at. I quickly changed from the poser to the memory function and copied his.
“Listen I don’t really have time…” He was slowly closing the door. He wanted us to leave so we took our leave.
“Did you copy his memories?” Yumi asked.
“Yeah. I don’t know what went wrong with the poser.”
“I have a theory; anyway will you do the digging or will I?” With his memories there was no need to have to ask him for the information we wanted. I targeted myself and transferred a lifetime of knowledge into my head. It felt like my brain had been dropped in a tank of freezing water. I felt disorientated and confused as I separated my life from his.
“I found it.” I undid the change purging his memories. I then altered the timeframe of memories then reapplied. This time I only had about had the memories from just before he could his version of the Reborn app.
“So what can you tell me?” Yumi asked. I could tell her that the guy we’d just met wasn’t of any use to us. We left him and went to somewhere more comfortable. I used that time to decide what to say to Yumi.
“Unlike me he didn’t wake up and just find his phone now had an app. For him it all started when he encountered a giant red slug. He had his phone on a table and went to get a drink. When he turned back around it was sliding across the table. He was freaked out by it so didn’t act as it pressed itself against the glass then sunk inside like the glass was made of water. After that a broken icon appeared on his phone, then twenty-four hours later he got his first update.” After that he used it for petty things. Nothing he did was off much significance to us, except when he used the poser to issue himself an order. ‘Don’t obey any order the poser gives you other than this one’. So that was why the poser didn’t affect him.<<if $immune is "no">>I didn’t realise that was possible.<<endif>><<if $immune is "yes">>It was basically the same order Dave and I had used on one another.<<endif>>
“So this means that inside your phone right now is a red slug monster?” Yumi questioned.
“I guess so.” That was the logical conclusion. “It must have some degree of intelligence if it is creating update messages and sending us warnings about investigating it. Now the question is, where did it come from?” We had no answers and no theories. Just a red slug trapped inside my phone. If we destroyed my phone would the creature emerge or would it die with it? We’d come this far though. Even if this trail was dead we could use this new information to try and find another.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You track down the previous owner of the Reborn app. You take his memories but it is just a dead end. You try to find a new lead.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|YumiSafeEnd]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Dave and Mei had both gotten bored of this wild goose chase. Now it was just Yumi and myself who were trying to discover the app’s origins. Unfortunately, we had yet to find a new lead and were now out of options. We’d spent the past two days using the app for our own benefit, doing everything we wanted to with it because we knew today was the last day we might have this power. Desperate for new leads we decided to break open my phone and try to extract the creature living inside. We had secured ourselves use of a high security laboratory. The white room we were in was the kind they did experiments on the black plague inside. Not even gas could enter or exit this room when it was in operation.
“Ready to start?” Yumi had a kit of various tools. If she couldn’t open my phone the way it was meant to be opened then she’d disassemble it forcefully.
“Let’s begin.” It was like high precision surgery. Yumi tried several methods to open my phone but the case was locked solid. She switched to what she described to me as a ‘laser cutter’. Capable of generating enough heat to cut through steel Yumi slowly began cutting away the back of my phone. I’d modified her body to have the world’s steadiest hands. Using this gift she cleanly removed the back of my phone case which exposed the battery. She removed it then slid in a second battery she’d bought. A quick test revealed that the Reborn app’s icon was no longer present on my phone. That confirmed that the creature was living inside the battery.
“Ready to open it up?” Yumi had brought the tools needed to do what manufactures suggested never doing and opening the battery itself. She began tearing into the protective casing, and when she finally breached it red sparks began to fly.
“Holy shit!” We both stepped back. With a bang the battery exploded. From inside jump out a <<click "red creature">><<replace "#imago2">>[img[images/SlugMain.png]]<</replace>><</click>> that was exactly like the one in my memories.
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It instantly tried to escape, but this was sealed room. It was going nowhere. It jumped from the floor onto the door control panel.
“It knows how to escape!” Yumi cried out. With a beep the panel opened the door it was associated with. We both gave chase as the creature crawled through the airlock and accessed the second control panel. The safety system this room used to prevent contamination refused to open the second door while the first was still open. The system tried to close it, but Yumi stopped it with her foot and I ran into the airlock and tried to grab our test subject. I touched it, but as my skin connected with its body it emitted a burst of red sparks. It didn’t hurt though so I firmly grabbed the creature. It tried to escape and was succeeding so I had to use both hands.
“Now we have this thing, what are we doing to do with it?” I asked Yumi.
“We analysis it. What does it feel like? How does it move? How smart is it? We find out everything we can about it. We have free use of this facility so let’s make use of it.” We put the slug into the cage we’d brought to put it in and headed into another room. This room was used to conducting highly details analysis on living samples. Knowing it would try to escape we were extra careful. Things were going well until suddenly we got interrupted.
“Oh that’s convenient, it’s already locked up and ready for me.” Yumi and I were surprised by the new arrival. A <<click "woman with white hair and a powerful grin.">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/NewHunter.png]]<</replace>><</click>>
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“Who are you?” And why was her coat the same red colour as the slug?
“My name? I can’t tell you that, but I can tell you my occupation. I’m Hunter. Specifically, I hunt those things.” She pointed the slug trapped in our cage.
“You know what they are?” Yumi asked her.
“I do, but I’m not telling. Now hand it over.” Yumi and I turned to each other. We had the same trail of thought. Who was this woman, why did she want the slug, what did she know about it and was she dangerous?
“Why do you want this thing?” Yumi asked one our questioned.
“I hunt it. Does a hunter need any more reason than that?” Her responses were vague.
“What do you know about it?” I asked her.
“I know more than you do. More than you’ll ever know. Well if you won’t hand it over then I’ll take it.” She stepped forward but Yumi and I stepped in front of her.
<<if $immune is "yes">>“Move,” she ordered. Yumi stepped aside but I held my ground. “Oh? You’ve been clever. Unfortunately, not clever enough. You, restrain him for me.”
“Joe I’m sorry,” Yumi cried as she tackled me to the ground. “I can’t stop myself.” It must have been the poser, but how? She wasn’t using the app. Mei held me down long enough for Hunter to grab the cage and begin walking out.
“Stop!” I forced Yumi off me.<<endif>><<if $immune is "no">>“Move,” she ordered. Both Yumi and I felt compelled to obey her. It was like being controlled by the app’s poser function. Except right now the ‘app’ was inside a plastic cage and her hands were empty.
“How are you doing this?” I demanded.
“It should be obvious. Anyway I’m taking this.” We couldn’t stop her walking up and grabbed the cage with the slug in it.
“Stop!” I yelled at her.<<endif>>
“Joe don’t try to stop her!” Yumi warned, grabbing my wrist.
“You should listen to your friend.” Hunter left with those words. I heard a laugh as she disappeared. A moment later her control over Yumi was released.
“What the fuck just happened?” I asked the universe.
“I think… Joe did you notice the colour of her jacket?” What did that matter?
“Yeah so?”
“And how she had all the powers of the app?” What was Yumi getting at. “Joe I think that she might also be one of this slugs.”
“What?” That was crazy. She looked nothing them a slug.
“You know how the app can merge two living beings together, what would happen if you fused yourself with one of those creatures?” What if you took a creature with the power to bend reality and made yourself one with it?
“You’ve have all the power of the app… inside your body…” It made sense. If more than one creature existed then it would be possible to use one another the other. In Hunter’s case, she may have just one creature to fuse herself with another. If you had that kind of power than the last thing you’d want is someone else having it. That was why she had stopped us.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you release the slug from your phone and try to analysis it. Hunter shows up and steals it. You learn a little about the truth.<<endif>>
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>I awoke to the sound of a new update. I picked up the app and looked at what I had to play with.
'Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you donft select yourself you will also be affected.'
The description gave me mixed feelings. Firstly I was surprised by however amazing that feature sounded. Changing the entire world? That was insanity. At the same time I wasn’t sure how it actually helped me with what I wanted to do. Maybe there was more to it than meets the eye? I booted it up to take a look at what it could do.
“Interesting…” It could in essence change how the entire world viewed me. While the idea was to allow me to create a backstory that would assist with whatever image I choose to take on, there was also potential for mischief.
“I want to become a background character. The type of person the nobody notices is there until they speak. The type of person who when they enter a room nobody acknowledges their existence.” There didn’t seem to be a way to input the backstory I wanted, so I just focused on it then hit the apply button. My phone screen instantly went blank.
“Shit did I break it?” I tried turning it on, but got a notification the battery was dead. Hopefully that was all. I plugged it in and charged it. It would take time so I headed down to get some breakfast. As usual Chloe was already in the kitchen.
“Good morning Chloe,” I said after I entered.
“J-joe!” She looked like I had just given her a freight. “Don’t sneak up on me like that!”
“Sorry?” I didn’t intentionally ‘sneak up’ on her. She just didn’t notice me enter the room. Wait, could it be that the app worked?
“I’m going to wake up Hana.” I wanted to test it. I headed back upstairs and without knocking entered Hana’s room. If I remember correctly I had desired for the app to make it that nobody notices me unless I speak up. I quietly snuck up to Hana’s alarm clock and moved the time forward just a bit. I set her alarm back down and then waited. On the dot the alarm began beeping loudly and with a groan Hana began flailing her tired arms at it. She looked up at the clock face, took a moment to register what it said, then leapt out of bed.
“Late late late!” Believing she had slept in she began quickly getting ready for school. I took a step back as she fumbled past me and grabbed her uniform. Her room wasn’t that dark and I wasn’t making any attempt to hide. Anyone with two working eyes would have noticed me standing there. Hana however began stripping out of her pyjamas and into her uniform without any care for the fact I was there watching her. A few minutes later and a partially dressed Hana ran out of her room and into the bathroom. I took that opportunity to leave and return to the kitchen. Standing behind Chloe is began clapping my hands and stamping my feet. She didn’t react. I saw she was almost done making food so stood behind her to block her path to the table. She just stepped around me without acknowledging I existed.
“Hey Chloe,” I spoke up. She almost jumped out of her skin in response.
“Joe! What did I just say about sneaking up on me?” She sounded slightly annoyed. I wondered how long until she forgot about me again? I sat down to have breakfast.
“Do you have any plans for this weekend?” She asked.
“Nothing in particular.” That was a lie. I was going to be having lots of fun with the app. “What about you?” She hadn’t forgotten about me instantly. I heard the sound of rushed footsteps as Hana came bolting down the stairs.
“Why did nobody wake me?” Her attire was uneven mess. Chloe looked at her surprised by the fact she was up already.
“You’re down early,” she teased.
“Early? We’re going to be late? Why didn’t anyone wake me?” She pointed to the kitchen clock. “Wait…” She saw what time it really was. To confirm she checked the clock on the cooker. Confusion turned to realisation. I remained silent as I waited to see if Hana would acknowledge me.
“Since you’re down would you like to join us for breakfast?” Chloe asked.
“Us?” Hana enquired. She looked around and her eyes skipped right past me.
“Us.” I spoke up. Her eyes immediately bounced back to me.
“Wow when did you get here?” She was genuinely surprised. Interesting. Neither of them forgot that I was there while in my presence. It wasn’t until I left the room that they suddenly forgot that a boy named Joe lived here. Thinking back to my choice of words, and how they reacted, the act of me leaving the room was what caused them to forget I existed. I headed back up to my bedroom to check on my phone. It would turn on again, but had barely enough battery to even hold a minute-long phone call. Usage of the app would be very limited today.
“Guess I’ll just have to charge it at school.” Hopefully I’d be able to walk right up and plug my phone into the wall without anyone noticing. They wouldn’t acknowledge me or anything I did so there should be no complaints.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You use the app's newest update to make yourself in essessence invisble. This proves rather amusing.<<endif>>
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[[Next|FamWat7]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Nobody said hello to me that morning. Even when I stood next to Dave he didn’t greet me. Like before it wasn’t until I spoke up that anyone would realise I existed. This gave me a lot of freedom. In class I put my feet up and paid no attention to the what was being said. One class I was even pulled my chair up to a plug socket and just played on my phone the entire lesson. Even if I physically shoved someone over they wouldn’t realise I was there. They would just pick themselves up again and carry on with their day. The app had truly cast a strong spell on the world. It had also given me a huge opportunity for some mischief. My last class before lunch rolled around and my phone was now fully charged. I took my seat in a room full of people who didn’t acknowledge that I existed. I let five minutes class so then stood up and rubbed my hands together.
‘Let’s see, who has the biggest breasts?’ I thought to myself. I looked at my classmates. A girl named Mandy won the bust award with her impressive D cups. I positioned myself behind her then with two open hands grabbed her chest from behind. She didn’t even react. My hands were firmly groping her sizable chest yet she wasn’t doing anything about it. I took things further by unbuttoning her blouse. Her chest popped out and I cupped her bra and give them a good feel.
“Wow, these are soft.” Shit. Did I just say that? Suddenly everyone knew I was there and what they saw didn’t go down well.
“Ahh!” Mandy shrieked.
“What the fuck was he just doing?”
“Gross!”
“Someone stop him!” My fellow students instantly turned me. Chairs were pushed aside as the white knights came to Mandy’s rescue. I bolted across the room and narrowly made it to the door. A hand grabbed hold of me but I slid out of my jacket and stepped into the hallway. They came pouring out after me, but not a single hand was laid on me.
“Huh?” They looked around at each other blankly?
“Who were we chasing?” I had ceased to exist. Everyone returned to the classroom and sat back down. There was a thick mist of confusion. Mandy remembered someone had been groping her, but who? I resolved the situation with a quick memory wipe. Now nobody remembered what had just happened. That had been a close call for me, I needed to remember to keep my mouth shut. At lunch I announced myself when I entered the room. By doing so I didn’t run into any of the problems I had before. My friends saw me as a person who existed and we chatted like normal. I now fully understood the power and limitations of my new existence. I could have all sorts of fun now.
When it came time for my next class I made sure to say nothing as I entered the room. My class was with the beautiful Mrs Jessie. She was in her very early thirties and recently married. She was healthy woman a little on the fit side. Not athletic, just fit. Class started and soon after so did my mischief. I stood up and walked up to her as she lectured about a subject I’d never been interested in. I saw she was wearing a skirt so I bent down to take a peak up. I was surprised by the erotic underwear I saw hidden beneath. Was she expecting her husband to show up at school? Carefully I slid my hand up and pulled them down. She was standing behind her desk so I got them down to her ankles then waited for her to move. When she did I quickly slid her underwear off from her legs then pocketed them. She didn’t notice. After she was done talking she sat down again. My hands found their way to her chest and began firmly groping her. After getting a good feel I started massaging her breasts, hoping to try and get a reaction from her body. It was her mind that refused to acknowledge I existed, not her body. Beneath my touch her nipples grew hard. I took things a set further by getting under her desk and pushing her legs again. Her naked pussy was now exposed. Using my fingers I began to toy with her pussy. Her body again reacted. Her pussy began leaking juices and I changed position. I was now behind her and reaching around to continue toying with her. Her cheeks were now blushing, and her breathing had gotten erotic. I wonder what was going through her mind right now? Was she aware what of what her body was feeling, or maybe she was completely obvious to her own state of arousal? Suddenly I felt her quiver as she came. She buried her face against the desk to hide her expression.
“Did that just happen?” She whispered. So she was aware something had happened? I let her rest and went in search of my next victim. This power was just too good to not use.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Nobody acknowledged you that morning until you spoke. Using this to your advantage you decide to get a good feel of some of your classmates boobs. You later toy with a teacher. It's all too easy now.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|FamWatEnd]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>I walked between the entangled bodies of many naked adults engaging in a massive orgy. This private club was very popular among married middle-class couples seeking for some extra excitement in their life. More commonly known as a ‘Swingers Club’, it was a place filled with sex that was strictly off-limits to younger men like myself. Fortunately I’d been able to walk right through the door without anyone noticing.
The best part of having this power was the ability to pass through doors that had previously been off-limits. Private clubs, underground dungeons, locked door, nothing was off-limits to me now. I could go and explore anywhere I wanted to, and I had to say, this city had a lot of interesting places to explore. Even just entering people’s homes and taking a look around could provide me with some entertainment.
As for the Reborn app, I’d cut down my usage of it significantly. I had encountered <<click "a mysterious woman">><<replace "#map">>[img[images/NewHunter.png]]<</replace>><</click>> who appeared to be able to track it, and was immune to its power. She’d nearly caught me and stolen my phone, but thankfully she was oblivious to my existence just like everyone else once got out of the room. She wasn’t stupid though, she wouldn’t make that mistake again if she got the chance. So long as I avoided her that chance would never come. It was a problem I’d have to address in the future, but the time being I was happy being an invisible pervert.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you have been unseen, and are only there when you wish it. Needless to say this has opened a lot of doors for you.<<endif>><div id="map"></div>
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~ End - Unseen Pervert ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>That morning before classes started the four of us met up to discuss our next move.
“So I was thinking we could…” Dave started but got cut off.
“No.” Mei didn’t need to hear what he had to say. “Yesterday showed how great this app can be. We’ve made all our teachers much better at their job and in a way that makes it better for us as well. We’ve improved our school, so next we improve society.”
“Improve society how?” Dave enquired.
“We sort out the bloody mess that is our corrupt government and police force. How much crime goes on in this city without any repercussions? Too much!” Mei was showing more fire than the rest of us about this. I guess we were all used to the idea that we were powerless to influence the government.
“Okay. So what’s the plan?” I asked her. Did she want us to skip school or try to get it done afterwards? I wasn’t sure what time city hall closed at on a Friday.
“Before all that,” Yumi interrupted. “Joe don’t you have something to tell us? You said the app updated every day yet you haven’t said anything about today’s update yet.” It had slipped my mind.
“It’s a bit weird so I’ll just read it. ‘Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you donft select yourself you will also be affected.’ And there you have it.” I watched their expression as they decided what to make of it.
“So we could become anyone we want to, and the entire world will just accept that? That’s amazing!” Dave was the first to speak.
“The app can alter the memories of everyone on earth in a single instant? Such a terrify prospect. To think that might have already happened to us and we wouldn’t know about it.” Yumi was a lot less enthusiastic.
“This doesn’t change our current objective. We are fixing our city!” Mei was determined. That determination rubbed off on the rest of us. Dave was obviously for leaving school early. I agreed with him while Yumi was against. Mei at first wanted to wait, but then changed her mind after school assembly. I used the app on the school office staff to sort out our attendance. Dave would take any excuse to get out of school, and this was Mei’s idea so the three of us left and headed for city hall. Yumi of course didn’t want to be left out. She came along as well but insisted she was only coming to observe. It was amusing how she pretended to not care yet cared enough to come with us. Four bus tickets later and we were outside city hall.
“So do we just walk in or what?” Dave asked us.
“We go in and demand an audience with the mayor!” Mei declared. “If they refuse… then Joe you make it so they don’t refuse.” I shrugged.
“Let’s go.” Mei led the group through the door and into the public lobby. The security guys were carefully watching us as were all the staff.
“Hello, how may I help you?” The clerk asked.
“We are here to see the mayor!” Mei boldly declared.
“I’m afraid he is rather busy right now,” she replied. Thanks for confirming he was here. I could handle the rest. I ignored the no cell phone signs all over the walls and targeted her with the app’s poser function.
“You will comply with any request we make.” Simple. Mei heard me then turned her attention back to the clerk.
“Take us to see the mayor!” She was too loud. Thanks to me the clerk gave a different response this time.
“Please follow me.” The guards found it odd that the clerk had just led four noisy teenagers through to the rear offices. One of them stood in our way but he received the same command as the clerk. He became another one of our pawns and assisted us in our journey to the rear offices.
“This is the mayor’s room,” they explained. They knocked on the door to confirm the mayor was there then let us in.
“Mayor these teens are here to see you,” the guard explained.
“Okay…” Sitting behind his desk was Mayor Coullin. He gave us a rather bemused look. “Welcome, so what can I do for you?” I sensed that he suspected this was a publicity stunt. ‘City Hall helps out local school’ or something along those lines. He had no idea what our true intentions were.
“Alright you two can leave, Dave you go with them and keep an eye outside.” Mei dismissed Dave, the clerk and the guard. Dave complained a little but ultimately followed her command. Left alone with the mayor she got started.
“Okay Mayor Coullin,” Mei began. I decided to take action before she got us in trouble.
“You will listen to what she has to say and make no attempt to escape, call for help or signal the outside world in any way about what is happening.” That should cover our asses. Mei began lecturing him about how poorly he was running the city. She went on a while about everything she thought was wrong and what he should to change it. I was glad I hadn’t ordered the mayor to obey her since some of her ideas were a bit extreme or unrealistic.
“Mei you’re being unrealistic,” Yumi informed her. “You can’t just force him to run the city the way you want it to be run. This is still a democracy.” Thanks to Yumi’s words of wisdom Mei got more realistic.
“Okay Mayor Coullin. From now on you won’t accept any shady under the table deals. You were appointed by the people to work for the people. You will do everything you can to improve this city. I want honesty. I want cleaner streets. I want to feel safe walking home. Joe make him do what I’m telling him to do.” Fuck that. I just handed Mei my phone and let her to do it. I had no idea what she wanted. With the poser of the Reborn in hand she began issuing order after order, then she altered the Mayor’s personality to make him more likeable. Just after lunch she began ordering him to call in some of the city’s most powerful people. The chief of police was the first to arrive, followed by the head of the hospital committee and following him was the woman that was in charge of education. She was issuing so many orders that my battery was almost depleted. We were running out of time but then I had a brilliant idea.
“Mayor Coullin.” I took my phone back to issue one last order. “You will appoint the four of us as your aides. You won’t make any major decisions without consulting us. You will value our input and will do what we say.” And that was it. I had just enough battery left to dismiss the crowd we had assembled and then my phone turned itself off.
“Why did you appoint us as his aides?” Dave questioned.
“Because I don’t want to have to use the app to constantly come back here to fix things. Our orders sound good on paper, and we’ve turned him into a better man, but the mayor will still make mistakes. If we have an official position it’ll be easier for us to guide him.”
“I see. Good idea Joe.” Dave was easy to please.
“We should have done that from the beginning,” complained Yumi. “This is a paid position right? If I’m giving up my time to come here then I expect to be paid.” I’m sure something could be arranged.
“Mei? Your thoughts?” I asked our ring leader.
“Yumi’s right, we should have done that from the beginning. Now we have permanent place here that we can use to guide this city’s growth. Maybe I’ll even enter politics myself. If I do then I’m appointing you all as my official aides. Yeah. We will stay as the mayor’s aides for now but when I graduate him gonna aim for president.” Mei suddenly had grand ambitions. Well this could be amusing so I’d stick with her.
“Hmm… being the aide to the president is sure to pay more than being the aide to the mayor…” I took that as Yumi signing up as well.
“Ha, nobody will ever vote for Mei to be president,” Dave joked. “Then again, we’ve had worse people get elected.” He was onboard as well. With the power of a reality altering app we were sure to get far.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>Mei takes you all to city hall to change how the city is being run. You get appointed as the Mayor’s new aides to guide the city. Mei also announces her plans to enter the politics game herself when she gets the chance.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|Day5ChMeiEnd]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>Mei approached wearing me wearing her new suit that cost several thousand to have handmade for her.
“What’s left to say other than well done.” I congratulated her. The polls were now shut. Votes had been counted and the world now knew who the new president would be.
“I’m pretty nervous,” Mei replied. She was about to deliver the most important speech of her life. The eyes of the world were now on her.
“Don’t be. I mean that as an order. Don’t be nervous,” I joked. The power of the app had gotten us far. While I had long since lost that power, some of its effects still remained. That most important one being the power to make Mei universally loved. Her victory was a landslide. People who didn’t usually vote had broken the habit just to vote for her. Turn out was at an all time high. Perhaps too high. A clear head would find the outcome of this election a bit suspicious. There would be obstacles ahead, especially if the app ever resurfaced in the hands of another. Until that time though Mei had myself, Dave and Yumi working beside her as he aides. We’d do our best to support her and build the world that she envisioned.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices Mei has obtained the position of president. You had to use the app to get her there, but you couldn’t deny that it was also her own strength and determination that created this path in the first place. As one of her aides you have a comfy position to which assist her in determining the fate of the world.<<endif>>
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~ End - New World Leader ~
[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<set $update5 = "yes">><<if $TLDR is "no">>Yumi and I stayed up all night. We used the app to rejuvenate our new bodies so when morning came we’d be at full strength.
“Kinda weird to be up at sunrise and not feel the slightest bit of fatigue,” Yumi commented as the sun appeared on the horizon. At that point my phone beeped informing me of an update.
“It updated while in Airplane mode?” Yumi pointed out. Bluetooth, Wi-fi and everything else was all turned off. It had no connection to the outside world.
“I guess that must mean the features were in my phone from the very beginning and put on a timed lock.” I then read a loud the contents of the update message to Yumi.
‘Found the new you but having trouble convincing others to accept it? Worry not; with this final update you can make your new image inherit your life. All images and memories of you will be changed to reflect the new you. Note this will affect everyone whose image has been altered. You may select whose memories remain unaltered. If you donft select yourself you will also be affected.’
“Wow. Just wow. So is it possible that we can use that new function to make it so the world will see us, in these bodies, as students at our school?” Yumi asked.
“I see.” I checked it out. There was some room of meddling with the backstory the app would create, but not enough. “From my understanding it will just make the world think that these are our original bodies. That would include whoever is after us.”
“Hmm… if that’s the case then… never mind. I’m just adding extra steps to something we have already dealt with. Let’s get ready for school.”
An hour later and our decoys were leaving the house. We watched carefully from the window as they walked up to the bus stop and waited patiently for it to arrive. That was when it happened. Another bus turned the corner and began driving down the road.
“I’ve never seen that bus before,” I commented. I left the house five or ten minutes before the bus was to due arrive every day and not once had another bus gone past me while I waited. It came to halt at the bus stop, then suddenly the underside luggage compartment sprung open and several figures dressed in black popped out. It was the quickest abduction I’d ever witnessed. One moment our decoys were standing on the sidewalk, the next they had disappeared into the underside of a bus.
“Quickly!” Yumi yelled. She snatched my phone and targeted the driver with the memory function as he made his getaway. A few seconds later the bus was gone.
“That would have been us,” I whispered. The decoy plan had worked perfectly. Instead of us they had our copies. We also now had a lead so without further ado Yumi targeted me and transferred across all of the driver’s memories. It was intense. The sudden influx of knowledge was disorientating and required my brain to separate what was mine and what wasn’t. It worked though. I know new everything that the driver knew.
“They were government agents,” I explained. “Super-secret spy movie shit. The driver doesn’t even have a birth certificate anymore.”
“Let me take a look.” Yumi targeted herself and gave herself the same influx of knowledge that I had. We knew a lot about the men who had abducted us now, most importantly we knew where they were taking our decoys. Short on time we left the house and used the app to borrow a taxi. We ordered the driver to take us on a one-hour drive that took us outside the city and close to the coast. He ultimately dropped us off a kilometre away from where our decoys were being brought. The location our decoys were being brought was an active military airfield. Mainly used for training, it wasn’t that large or impressive. At least on the surface it appeared that way, but beneath its empty jet hangers was a complex even some of the staff on site didn’t know about. Security was a lot tighter than it appeared. Once we got within half a kilometre of the base all our actions would be monitored via CCTV. The moment I used the app a chain of orders would be given that was likely result in me being gunned down by a sniper I never got a chance to see.
“Our only option is to impersonate someone who is meant to be there.” App usage would have to be kept to a minimum once we were on site. We needed to acquire everything we needed before that. We had lost track of the bus that did the abducting. It was possible our taxi had gotten here before it since the bus was slower than us.
“What’s the range on the app?” Yumi asked. We were currently at a small seaside gift shop. It was a bit of a tourist spot and were weren’t the only ones looking around us at the scenery. We could see the airbase from here.
“If we could get higher up then maybe we could target someone in the base, but the ground around here is incredibly flat.” The skyscrapers that dominated the skyline in Redrock city were completely absent here. Our only real option was to camp the main road leading to the base and try to catch someone coming or going with the app. We left the tourist spot and found the perfect place to watch the road from. After twenty minutes of waiting the gates of the base opened and a large truck came rolling out. I saw two people in the front so targeted them both and took their memories. I endured the impact of the new knowledge and focused on targeting them with the poser. I didn’t issue any orders, I just wanted to have them targeted in case I could use them. I began sorting through the memories. Having three lives that weren’t my own was very confusing. Yet I felt I was getting better at sorting out what was mine and what wasn’t. With their knowledge I had a much better idea of what we could do.
“They are going to collect supplies from factory twenty minutes away. The truck is fitted with a tracker. Any unauthorised stops will be recorded and questioned. There is also x-ray scanner at the base entrance. Smuggling ourselves in is impossible. With everything I’ve learnt I’m certain our only option is to switch ourselves with them while they are at the factory.” I gave Yumi a full explanation.
“If that’s our only option then it’s the one we are going to take.” Simple logic. We borrowed another taxi and made our way to the factory where the supplying was being conducted. I wasn’t sure where the two men from the truck had gone, but they were still locked on by the poser. I began issuing some very safe orders to lure them to us. It took longer for them to appear than I expected as a result, but when they did I could be certain they weren’t being monitored. A few body swaps later and Yumi and I walked into the factory in their place. We now had their bodies, memories and personalities. They would head back to the tourist shop and wait for us. Our task took us twenty minutes to complete. When we were done we stamped some paperwork then got back into our truck. As if nothing had happened we returned to the airbase acting normally. Knowing how closely monitored our actions would be we acted very carefully. Fortunately, we had a fair idea of where the security blind spots were. We entered the hanger where the bus would have come when it arrived. The hanger was empty, but we knew that was because it had to be empty for the floor opened up. That was only for vehicles. We just took the stairs. Our IDs got us through the security doors easily. The base seemed rather calm about its staff members wondering around aimlessly and going to places they had no real reason to be. Nobody gave us a second look as we went deeper into the bunker. We stopped by the vehicle storage and confirmed the bus was here. That meant our decoys had arrived at the base and were in this bunker somewhere. Unfortunately we didn’t know where, so we found someone who did and took their memories.
“They’ve been locked up for now. Interrogation hasn’t begun.” That was what these new memories were telling me. “More importantly, they know about the Reborn app. Its existence hasn’t gone unnoticed by the government.”
“Great. Well the way I see it we have to take this organisation down from the top,” Yumi suggested. I had another suggestion.
“What if we don’t take it down, but take it over? Think about it, this organisation is searching high and low for the Reborn app. All their assets would be at our disposal. We could learn everything about it they already know.”
“And if a second Reborn app exists then we’d be in a prime position to capture I. I like you thinking, but it also sounds dangerous.”<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You stay up all night setting up your trap. When the time comes they take the bait. You follow them back, and sneak in. Learning more about them you wonder how to proceed.<<endif>>
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<div id="choice">[[Take over the organisation|Day5YumiTO1]]</div><<if $TLDR is "no">>Thinking about it, if I took over this group I might have to constantly be wary of being found out. I’d also still be at the beck and call of the government. Eliminating this group removed the need to watch over my shoulder.
“I think we’ll stick with just making this group disappear.” Now came the question of how to do that. If you wanted to topple anything it was always best the shake it at the top. I knew the man who was the superior of the man whose life I had borrowed. I wasn’t sure who was above him, but one by one I could climb the later until I was at the top. I wasn’t going to just announce the group was disbanding. That would be suspicious. I had to get it disbanded by those in charge.
“Yumi I need a favour. Can you start a fist fight with someone?”
“Like you?” She joked
“Well no. I need to be use the app without the attention focus on me.”
“I was joking. So want me to just punch anyone?” She seemed almost rearing to go.
“Anyone on site.”
“Consider it done.” I followed her, but not too closely. She entered a break room where and selected her target.
“You son a of a bitch Fred!” She angrily spat at one of the men present. All the occupants were surprised as she stomped over then with a powerful swing knocked the guy to the floor.
“What the fuck?!?” Fred yelled. Yumi got on top of him and began roughhousing him. Others in the room, as well as myself, ran at her and restrained her arms and pulled her off. Fred was left with a bloody nose as we yanked her back.
“You’re a dead man you hear me!” Yumi sounded genuinely angry. She was pulled away but wouldn’t stop trying to fight. We had to led her to a disciplinary room and I stayed with her to ensure she didn’t leave the room. Well that was what I was making it look like. A security officer appeared now long after to find out what the hell was going on. He was higher up the chain than us, so of course I took this place on that chain.
“I’ll deal with you later!” I yelled at Yumi’s former body. Inside that body was now the disciplinary officer, and inside my former body was Yumi. We had issued some orders to the guy to pacify him. He wouldn’t cause trouble for us now. I left with a new body and new set of memories to go with it.
“Next stop, the security office.” We’d been lucky so far, but my target was entranced in security. I had to take out the eyes that were watching him before I could take him out. With my improved security access, I was able to walk right into the room that was being staffed by several men and women. In what I could only call a massive oversight, this room monitored itself. I very quickly selected everyone present with the poser and brought them under my control. The head of security was conveniently present, so I gave Yumi a new body and set of memories that gave her control of this facilities security. That granted me a lot more freedom. With that freedom I walked right up to the office where the guy who ran this whole operation resided.
“General Root!” I called out the name of the man in charge as I barged into his office. “We’ve an emergency!” Sitting at his desk was a grey-haired man in his late-fifties.
“Well speak up then!” He ordered me.
“It’s the Reborn program. Someone has infiltrated the facility using it!” His eyes were a mix of shock and disbelief. Was I joking? Was this a drill? He had of questions so he started with simplest one.
“Who?”
“It’s you sir!” I smiled sinisterly as I took aim. He saw understood what I was about to do. He opened his desk and pulled out a gun. His finger was on the trigger ready to fire, but with a single word I stopped him.
“Freeze!” He was frozen in place, helpless as I switched around our bodies then took a seat in my new chair. It was comfy. This was a nice office. Shame it my goal was to destroy this place. First I had a bit of a mess to clean up. Yumi wasn’t in the most convenient body and we had a few rogues to deal with. I had to leave the app in Yumi’s hands to sort it out as I couldn’t justify leaving my office to run around and handle everything. The soldiers who bodies we had originally borrowed had their bodies returned to them with their memories altered. The case of Yumi’s violent outburst was dismissed. General Root’s soul ended up inside my original body, and it was the same case with Yumi. She decided to turn the head of security’s body into that of a woman, then using Mass Memory Alteration memories and records were changed to match this. He ended up in her original body, believing he was and always had been her. The pigeons that had been our decoys were returned to the wild which cleaned up the last of the loose ends.
Now, last in the evening, Yumi and I were at the doors to the data-repository drooling over what we might find inside.
“So many government secrets, ours for the taking.” Yumi was more excited than I was. With my high-level access I opened the door and we stepped inside. The room was quite chilly. As one could imagine with a room filled with powerful computers the temperature had to be kept low.
“Let’s crack open that top secret database and see what we have.” Yumi was hungry to get started. We had the memories of our hosts so knew a bit about what we wanted. It was their memories however, and they had never actually seen the Reborn app in action. They might have misread information or remembered it wrong. I wanted to see exactly what the government had on the app. We sat down at the terminal and began digging into the information on offer to us. We lost track of time as we read through it. There was so much and a lot of it was conflicting reports, there was one thing we could be certain off though.
“The Reborn app moves around a lot,” Yumi summarised. The Reborn app first appeared shortly after the advent of smartphone apps. A girl in her late teens named Sora Rium discovered the app and caused a stir when she used it on her friends. The strange thing about her was that she just kind of vanished. It was due to the investigation into her disappearance that the government learned of the app, and quickly began a mass operation to find the girl and seize it. They never did.
A full year later the app resurfaced, this time in someone else’s hands. This time a man in his twenties, but the investigation into him ended when he was discovered in a hotel bathroom with no memory of who he was or what had happened to him. A woman he was with at the time had vanished without a trace.
“I’m noticing a trend, a lot of people who have the app end up either missing, or left with a terrible change,” Yumi commented. I’d noticed that trend as well. The Reborn app rarely ended with a happy story. There was only a single instance where the government had captured the app and the person who had been using it. However they had lived in a very remote area, and while in transit the app vanished and the person was left with no memories of their experience.
“No matter how you look at it, it seems the app never stays in the hands of one person for very long.” The fact the story never ended happily presented us with a major problem since we were currently the ones who had the app. This information was incredibly useful. Now that we knew what was really going we could focus on the next task at hand, bringing down this organisation.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to take down the organisation.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|TakeDownEnd]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>If I took over this group then I’d know everything about the Reborn app. I could do a lot with the resources I had on hand, and I’d be safe from looking over my shoulder since I’d be charge of the enemy.
“I’m taking over this place over.” Now came the question of how to do that. If you wanted to take over anything then you needed to become the guy at the top. I knew the man who was the superior of the man whose life I had borrowed. I wasn’t sure who was above him, but one by one I could climb the later until I was at the top.
“Yumi I need a favour. Can you start a fist fight with someone?”
“Like you?” She joked
“Well no. I need to be use the app without the attention focus on me.”
“I was joking. So want me to just punch anyone?” She seemed almost rearing to go.
“Anyone on site.”
“Consider it done.” I followed her, but not too closely. She entered a break room where and selected her target.
“You son a of a bitch Fred!” She angrily spat at one of the men present. All the occupants were surprised as she stomped over then with a powerful swing knocked the guy to the floor.
“What the fuck?!?” Fred yelled. Yumi got on top of him and began roughhousing him. Others in the room, as well as myself, ran at her and restrained her arms and pulled her off. Fred was left with a bloody nose as we yanked her back.
“You’re a dead man you hear me!” Yumi sounded genuinely angry. She was pulled away but wouldn’t stop trying to fight. We had to led her to a disciplinary room and I stayed with her to ensure she didn’t leave the room. Well that was what I was making it look like. A security officer appeared now long after to find out what the hell was going on. He was higher up the chain than us, so of course I took this place on that chain.
“I’ll deal with you later!” I yelled at Yumi’s former body. Inside that body was now the disciplinary officer, and inside my former body was Yumi. We had issued some orders to the guy to pacify him. He wouldn’t cause trouble for us now. I left with a new body and new set of memories to go with it.
“Next stop, the security office.” We’d been lucky so far, but my target was entranced in security. I had to take out the eyes that were watching him before I could take him out. With my improved security access, I was able to walk right into the room that was being staffed by several men and women. In what I could only call a massive oversight, this room monitored itself. I very quickly selected everyone present with the poser and brought them under my control. The head of security was conveniently present, so I gave Yumi a new body and set of memories that gave her control of this facilities security. That granted me a lot more freedom. With that freedom I walked right up to the office where the guy who ran this whole operation resided.
“General Root!” I called out the name of the man in charge as I barged into his office. “We’ve an emergency!” Sitting at his desk was a grey-haired man in his late-fifties.
“Well speak up then!” He ordered me.
“It’s the Reborn program. Someone has infiltrated the facility using it!” His eyes were a mix of shock and disbelief. Was I joking? Was this a drill? He had of questions so he started with simplest one.
“Who?”
“It’s you sir!” I smiled sinisterly as I took aim. He saw understood what I was about to do. He opened his desk and pulled out a gun. His finger was on the trigger ready to fire, but with a single word I stopped him.
“Freeze!” He was frozen in place, helpless as I switched around our bodies then took a seat in my new chair. It was comfy. This was a nice office. Shame it my goal was to destroy this place. First I had a bit of a mess to clean up. Yumi wasn’t in the most convenient body and we had a few rogues to deal with. I had to leave the app in Yumi’s hands to sort it out as I couldn’t justify leaving my office to run around and handle everything. The soldiers who bodies we had originally borrowed had their bodies returned to them with their memories altered. The case of Yumi’s violent outburst was dismissed. General Root’s soul ended up inside my original body, and it was the same case with Yumi. She decided to turn the head of security’s body into that of a woman, then using Mass Memory Alteration memories and records were changed to match this. He ended up in her original body, believing he was and always had been her. The pigeons that had been our decoys were returned to the wild which cleaned up the last of the loose ends.
Now, last in the evening, Yumi and I were at the doors to the data-repository drooling over what we might find inside.
“So many government secrets, ours for the taking.” Yumi was more excited than I was. With my high-level access I opened the door and we stepped inside. The room was quite chilly. As one could imagine with a room filled with powerful computers the temperature had to be kept low.
“Let’s crack open that top secret database and see what we have.” Yumi was hungry to get started. We had the memories of our hosts so knew a bit about what we wanted. It was their memories however, and they had never actually seen the Reborn app in action. They might have misread information or remembered it wrong. I wanted to see exactly what the government had on the app. We sat down at the terminal and began digging into the information on offer to us. We lost track of time as we read through it. There was so much and a lot of it was conflicting reports, there was one thing we could be certain off though.
“The Reborn app moves around a lot,” Yumi summarised. The Reborn app first appeared shortly after the advent of smartphone apps. A girl in her late teens named Sora Rium discovered the app and caused a stir when she used it on her friends. The strange thing about her was that she just kind of vanished. It was due to the investigation into her disappearance that the government learned of the app, and quickly began a mass operation to find the girl and seize it. They never did.
A full year later the app resurfaced, this time in someone else’s hands. This time a man in his twenties, but the investigation into him ended when he was discovered in a hotel bathroom with no memory of who he was or what had happened to him. A woman he was with at the time had vanished without a trace.
“I’m noticing a trend, a lot of people who have the app end up either missing, or left with a terrible change,” Yumi commented. I’d noticed that trend as well. The Reborn app rarely ended with a happy story. There was only a single instance where the government had captured the app and the person who had been using it. However they had lived in a very remote area, and while in transit the app vanished and the person was left with no memories of their experience.
“No matter how you look at it, it seems the app never stays in the hands of one person for very long.” The fact the story never ended happily presented us with a major problem since we were currently the ones who had the app. This information was incredibly useful. I now knew that someone or something would come for me eventually, but with all the resources of this organisation at my disposal I could be ready for them when it happened.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>You decide to take over the organisation.<<endif>>
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[[Someday in the future|TakeOverEnd]]<<if $TLDR is "no">>“We’re shutting you down,” my superior angrily informed me. I pretended to sound devastated.
“You don’t understand! If this operation collapses then…”
“We’ll be saving a hell of a lot of money!” The man speaking to me was the governments head of defence. He was my superior, but he also wasn’t a part of the organisation. He just oversaw things and trusted I’d make the right decisions. The problem he now faced was that I hadn’t. The decisions I’d been making were very questionable. In fact he’d replaced me twice already, but since I could hop between bodies it didn’t impede what I was doing one bit.
“You put me in charge of this organisation to…”
“Shut the fuck up.” He was done my with my excuses. “Do you know how hard it is for me to justify the money you’ve been receiving? You have no results other than a collection of fairy tales. Plus there are those abductions you ordered. I gave you a chance. I said get me something concrete to prove that this ‘magical phone app’ really exists. You didn’t. You pressed me for another chance, you said you were close, and then nothing. I’m out of patience and you’re out of chances.” The guy was furious with me. He’d lost all hope in my abilities, and he’d lost all hope in actually seeing any results out of this organisation. For me it had all gone according to plan. I remained silent, moving my mouth as if I was trying to find something to say.
“I’ll handle everything else. Go home. Take some time off. I’ll update you on your new post when I’ve decided where I can actually put you.” That wouldn’t be happening. I’d hand in my resignation before that. With that there would be no more government interference, and I could focus on the other major threat.
“I’ll take my leave now,” I told the guy. As I got up and left he stepped behind my desk to start the paperwork required to shut this place down. I reached for the door but somebody else opened it first. I stepped back as a <<click "woman with white hair">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/HunterNew.png]]<</replace>><</click>> stood there barring my path.
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“Good evening gentlemen,” she greeted.
“Who are you?” My superior asked. His hand was already under the desk pressing the hidden alarm button. Unfortunately, the security room was currently unmanned. Rest assure though, the security feed was still active and broadcasting to my bedroom of all places where Yumi and one other person was watching. They witnessed everything as the mysterious woman dealt with what she saw as loose ends.
“Oh shit, she just turned you into a rat!” Yumi exclaimed. The person who she was speaking to was the real me. Once again we had enacted the decoy plan. There were currently two people on this world who believed they were me, the real me in this room, and the general who had just driven the organisation into the ground. Yumi and I had realised very quickly that so long we had the app somebody would come for us. Perhaps we could have set up a trap, but my gut feeling warned me against fighting it. We watched as the woman picked my phone up from where my decoy had dropped it, and promptly destroyed it. From inside a red slug like creature tried to flee but was quickly caught. She then erased my superior’s memory of the event and left.
“You saw her hair and face right?” Yumi asked me.
“Yeah. It was her.” The woman had an incredible resemblance to that girl named Sora that was the first one to come into ownership of the Reborn app. Her hair and face were both too similar to be a coincidence.
“She also was using the power of the app, but without needing to use a phone.” We couldn’t have imagined she’d be able to do that. There was nothing more to see so Yumi cut the feed and ensured nobody would ever learn it had existed.
“And now, life goes back to normal,” I declared. Well not quite. Knowing we would eventually lose the app we had made a few changes to secure us a head start in life. We also knew a truth that few others knew. There existed a power in this world beyond imagination, and that the person who had originally encountered it now had that incredible power at her fingertips. It gave us closure on what otherwise might be an unresolved mystery. Yumi packed up her stuff then headed for the door.
“I’ll see you at school tomorrow.”
“See you.” She left my room, and then my house. I thought back over events and wondered what would have happened if events had played out differently. Had we rushed things? Was there any way I could have prevented that woman from finding me? If I had the power I’d explore those possibilities, but for now I’d be returning to my ordinary life.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you discover Hunter's true identity. Unfortunately she recovers the app. You escape her wrath thanks to a clever ploy.<<endif>>
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[img[images/Restart.png][Start]]<<if $TLDR is "no">><<click "A lone woman">><<replace "#imago">>[img[images/HunterNew.png]]<</replace>><</click>> stepped in the warehouse and saw instantly she had walked into a trap. Sitting on an isolated table illuminated by spotlights was the object she had come for.
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“Really?” She called out. She could see that hidden in the shadows of this warehouse were two dozen soldiers all with a rifle trained on her. “Well this might be amusing.” She stepped forward ignored the door closing behind her. She walked into the spotlight and reached for the phone. Suddenly a hidden compartment on the table swallowed it then disappeared into the floor with it.
“Sophisticated,” she complimented. “So who is in charge here?”
“I am,” I announced. I stepped forward into the light. “Hmm, where have I seen your face…” This girl was familiar. I’d seen her profile somewhere. In my earpiece I received a hint from Yumi in the form of her name.
“Oh, so you’re Sora Rium, the first person to encounter the Reborn app.”
“And now everyone who just heard you say that has to die,” she replied.
“And you’re going to be the one to kill us? Sorry but I’m in control here.”
“As if. Here let me shed some light on the situation for you.” And so she did. She gave the gift of a memory that had been erased, a memory erased by the real me.
Meanwhile watching events unfold was also me. I’d created the decoy in the fears this woman would have a hidden trick up her sleeve. From what I was hearing over my headpiece I’d been right to be cautious. My other self was starting to panic.
“Calm down,” Yumi instructed. Naturally I’d ordered him to obey Yumi’s orders so his emotions quickly cooled.
“I’ve got questions for you.” He refocused on the task at hand.
“I won’t answer. Anyway I can applaud this whole set up, but you’re using guns and brute force to fight against a power far greater than your insignificant minds can handle.”
“Take her down!” I gave the order. First a powerful tranquiliser dart was shot at her. It quickly became apparent it would have no effect. I then gave the order for live ammo to be used. My order went unfulfilled. Guns flattered to the ground as all the soldiers were transformed into small furry hamsters.
“Shit.” I feared this would happen and had prepared for it. I lifted the glass and slammed on the red button inside. All the cameras went dead as a massive explosion shook the ground. Everything in that building should have been destroyed along with the building itself. My phone was safe underground though, I could recover it later. I switched to an outside camera to watch for survivors. The hamster attack force had no hopes of living through the blast, but unfortunately that woman had.
“Now what?” Yumi asked me.
“It’s over. We tried. We failed. Now we disappear.” Before this had all taken place I’d returned us both to normal. We had been watching everything from a surveillance van parked nearby. I took the wheel and drove us away. That woman would likely focus on obtaining my phone. Thankfully all my personal information had been deleted from it prior to this operation. I’d given everyone involved false information about what was really going on. Even if she had stolen their memories, which was possible from what we’d just witnessed, she wouldn’t know the truth. In the middle of the city I parked the van in the middle of an empty car park then activated the timer on the large bomb inside. Five minutes later a second explosion rocked the city. Unlike last time no animals were hurt in it. As emergency crews dealt with that, Yum and I return home, and returned to our previous lives. We didn’t know what would become of the organisation, presumably someone would take over from the now deceased General Root. All Yumi and I could pray for was to never see that woman again.<<endif>><<if $TLDR is "yes">>As a result of your choices you discover Hunter's true name. You try to take her down. Unfortunately she is too powerful. You escape her wrath thanks to a clever ploy, at least you hope so.<<endif>>
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~ End - Her Wrath ~
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