This choice: Another game world, perhaps? • Go Back... The cause of it was unknown. A mysterious blast of energy that came out of nowhere and encompassed the entire tea room in the Wilko store one Thursday afternoon. The eight staff in the tea room didn't have time to react... even say anything before everything went black. One of the staff was Liz, the store supervisor, and the others were Steven, Charlotte, Josh, Luke, Laura, Kiran and Jessica. None of them could have know it was coming, or from that moment on... they would be living a wild, dangerous adventure in a video game world - turned harsh reality. And that the fabric of their very being, and their sanity would soon be tested...
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Steven's eyes flicked open slowly as a slight gasp escaped his lips as he laid there, regaining his senses. His head was thumping and his entire body felt numb, and as the feeling slowly began returning to his limbs. He wiggled his toes, immediately noticing they didn't have as much room to move as usual. His trousers felt strangely 'snug' against his legs and there was a peculiar... 'empty' feeling between his legs.
As Steven began moving his arms, he noticed the bright colors of the odd tunic-like garment he wore. The lower sleeves were a dark red, the upper sleeves and the high collar of the tunic were a turquoise blue, and the main body of the garment was a yellowish-gold on top and white underneath. But it wasn't the tunic that Steven was soon staring at... but rather the two ample breasts contained within. "Fuck!" He exclaimed, immediately and clumsily scrambling backwards up against a wall. As he did so he saw the tight grey leggings that encased his legs and the mostly turquoise high heeled ankle boots he had on his feet. And he also felt large earrings gently hitting his cheeks and a necklace shift around his neck as he moved.
"Shit, shit... shit!!" Steven said... only then realizing his feminine voice, thick with a strong Americanized accent. "No, no... this is a fucking dream, I know it!" Steven said, as several strands of red hair fell in front of his eyes. He reached up to touch the hair, and in turn noticed his long fingernails and slender hands. "I'm a fucking woman!" Steven whispered, trying his best to calm down as he looked around the room he was in.
That realization then caused Steven to slowly stand up (while still leaning against the wall) and look down at his crotch, which was hidden beneath the hem of the feminine tunic he now wore. He hesitantly moved his right hand to his groin... and then in order to confirm what he already knew... he touched the area where his penis and testicles should have been. They were gone... His hand recoiled immediately in shock.
"Okay, yeah, this is... there's a perfectly normal explanation for this, and it's around here somewhere." Steven chuckled, clearly in a state of shock and trying to find logic where there was none. As he started pacing the room, taking deep breaths, he felt his new breasts jiggle slightly with each step.
As he looked down at himself again, his hands finding their way around and behind onto his shapely backside, he frowned intently. The clothes he had on... hell even the sexy body he now wore... seemed very familiar. However, in his current state, he was having trouble remembering where he had seen these clothes before.
As he turned on his heels again and started walking in the opposite direction... he thought he saw someone entering the room with him. His eyes shot in that direction only to see a mirror hung on the wall. And in it... he caught sight of his reflection: http://i.imgur.com/vL4Mz2h.png Ooh fuck!! I'm... Triss Merigold??
Steven tried to wrap his head around this whole thing as he continued staring at the mirror. He'd played The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt often enough to recognize the stunning, red haired sorceress and former lover of Geralt of Rivia. "How the fuck can I be Triss?" Steven asked out loud, as he reached up to fumble with his annoying earrings, trying to remove them. Eventually he succeeded, and the two pieces of jewelry were tossed onto a nearby dresser. That done, Steven's feminine hands then crept their way up to his torso and came to rest on his new breasts, giving them a gentle squeeze. "Wow!" Steven gasped.
He glanced back up in the direction of the mirror and his expression of shock was replaced by wonder... even a little excitement. He didn't know what had happened, or what he was going to do next. But here he was, literally in the shoes of a beautiful woman and former member of the Lodge of Sorceresses.
"Oh boy!" Steven exclaimed, sounding like Dr. Samuel Beckett.
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