Damian moved to select his father's character but the game glitched or he didn't do something right. The usual darkness surrounded him but something was off. His loading screen didn't display his father whipping someone's ass, it showed Starfire careening through the air with her eyes glowing a bright emerald green. That was odd. Maybe father updated the game to show more than just the loading screen of the character you pick? That seemed kind of pointless.
Unlike other scenarios, Damian wasn't immediately thrusted into combat. He groaned a little bit, suddenly hit with the fatigue that he would feel if he was abruptly awoken from a good night's sleep by a blaring alarm. He was in bed? The silky sheets didn't feel at all like his own. He felt very odd, his smooth hairless skin rubbing against the heavy comforter as he attempted to sit up. Orangish red hair fell into his eyes and he reached to pull it out of the way, now seeing his slender manicured hand. The pigment of his skin had also changed to appear as if he had put on a lair of bronzer. The merigold color combined with the feminine shape of his arm reminded him very much of a friend of his. The room he found himself in looked eerily familiar now that he thought about it.
He thrusted the covers off of himself to see two globes of flesh protruding from a NASA t-shirt. He tugged at the collar to see that this wasn't some weird prank, he actually had two sizable breasts. "No..." he whispered in an all too familiar voice. His face flushed red. Damian wasn't stupid, he just didn't want to accept that this was actually happening. He ran a hand down to his tight waist and to his hip and thigh. The pair of panties he wore left him to believe he was fully female now. He really didn't want to check. This was traumatizing enough as it is.
Damian got out of bed, swinging his or rather her legs down and wobbling as she attempted to stand. She actually tripped but before she could hit the ground her instincts seemingly corrected her and she was levitating midair.
"Woah..." Damian was certain of who she was now, she just needed to confirm it. She floated over to the mirror, landing gracefully to see a beautiful tamaranean woman looking back at her. Koriand'r, aka Starfire.
"I'm Kori..? No, this can't be right..." she kept trying to move her hair out of the way but it wasn't just going to come off. It hung all the way down to her magnificent ass.
"Kori! Come on, you need to suit up!"
Dick Grayson (or at least the simulation's version of Dick Grayson) peered into her room and saw she wasn't dressed yet. It made sense now. The alarm she awoke to was the Titans alert. She recognized it from when she spent a few weekends with the team in the real world. But why would father program it to have her get dressed first? Wouldn't it make more sense to just spawn her in already in combat? This had to be a serious bug. She didn't pick Starfire in the menu and she wasn't even an option anywhere to begin with!
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