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You are Michael Groves, magical girl, genderswap victim, and currently you are trying to teach a rabbit the basics of human life. Bathing, toilets, even eating eating with cutlery was not overly taxing, but getting Rain to accept any clothing more than a light nightgown was a struggle. Even underwear.

Especially underwear.


"But it's all uncomfortable and everything!" the bunny with the shape of a human wails, shying away from the proffered bra with a pout.

"It'll be more uncomfortable later on if you don't wear it! You haven’t even tried it yet!” Being cooped up inside the house with just Rain to talk to was getting on your nerves – you’d not tried teaching things before, and while it was going fairly well, it was energy-sapping. Coupled with the fact that at other times the bunnygirl was still awfully cuddly restricting yourself from going any further was somewhat troublesome at times. Especially when she still had a body that was curvier than yours.

“Just hold still-“ Ignoring you, with nary a sound, the girl flickered – and a white bunny bounces between your legs, making a break for the door.

“-Wait-!” You cry, trying to give chase as you hear the front door jangle open. Nearly run into Cassie, who Rain was cowering behind.

“What’s goi- oh.” To Cassie’s credit, her response to you chasing your bunnygirl with an outstretched bra in your hands was not much more than a raised eyebrow. “Were the two of you busy?” She turns and stoops for a moment, letting Rain jump up into her arms.
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>>31519643
“Just trying to get her used to wearing underwear. It’s been a bit of a pain.”

“Oh- Ohhh. Right… I think you might need to get something her size, first. And, I think I can manage that. Why don’t you go out and see some people? Thomas is waiting outside.”

“But-“ You hesitate, thinking of the other things that need doing, like practicing your powers or cleaning up the place.

“No buts! Go get changed, and go see your other friends! There must be someone else out there! You’ve got to keep yourself sociable, or you’ll become all withdrawn!”

You deflate slightly, not exactly wanting to say that aside from Thomas there weren’t really that many you’d call friends – but there were certainly a few places you could go.

But first, you needed to get changed.

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“Hey! Looking good!” Thomas gives you a thumbs up as you leave the house. You look down over yourself – wearing a hoodie that you’d found that still fitted, if baggily, and the jeans that your father said you’d grow into, probably. They were now overly tight round your waist, and you marvel at the foresight.

Clothes that you’d worn as a boy. Boyish clothes, perhaps?

“Thanks, I think. Or maybe want to go back in and change, knowing your sense of fashion.” The idle snark seemed to make him wince, and you pat your friend on the back.

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding. Sorry, still kind of in a snit about things.”

“Ah, it’s fine. Relax! Anyway! Let’s get out and about!

[ ] The friendly local game’s shop was where we hung out most of the time. Though there’s a few kind of unpleasant folks there, overall they’re not too bad.

[ ] Library was a good place to relax nowadays. Lots of books to get into, and free internet.

[ ] You usually stayed out round the park – summer was a good time for it in the fresh air, relaxing out in the open.
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>>31519660
[ ] The friendly local game’s shop was where we hung out most of the time. Though there’s a few kind of unpleasant folks there, overall they’re not too bad.
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>>31519660
>TO THE FLGS
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>>31519660
>[X] The friendly local game’s shop was where we hung out most of the time. Though there’s a few kind of unpleasant folks there, overall they’re not too bad.

What do we play?
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>>31519660
>[ ] The friendly local game’s shop was where we hung out most of the time. Though there’s a few kind of unpleasant folks there, overall they’re not too bad.

>>31520152
Obviously we play busty barbarian bimbos
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>>31520152
GOLDEN AXE

wait is this a shop or an arcade?
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>>31520460
>wait is this a shop or an arcade?
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“Onwards! To the FLGS!”

It seemed Thomas was exuberantly vivacious today, barely helping your mood. Still, seeing the folks would probably help your mood.

Come to think of it-

“Ah, crap, we’re going to be late for the Mysteries and Monsters game, aren’t we?” You start to move at a slightly faster pace, a slight bounce to your pace that your friend follows enthusiastically.

“It’s fine, DM’s on his break, remember? It’s coursework season for him. Today’s mostly a planning session for a bunch of other stuff, and I heard that a new batch of minis came in!”

Of course, he was geeking out over it. You turn halfway to catch him snapping his eyes back up from where they had been watching you.“…Do you think that they’ll treat me the same?”

“Well… Yeah. You’re still Michael, after all.”

Right. Still good old Michael Groves.

---

Michael wasn’t particularly stared at this hard when taking a look at new miniatures. It was surprisingly prickly to note it as you looked at one waifish elven sorceress in an impractical outfit. Thomas seemed oblivious to it, and you were trying not to bring it up. The Magic table had gone somewhat quiet, and there was a small hush as Jason, one of the more obnoxious assistants sauntered up.

“Yeah, uh. Can I help you? Miss? Looking for something in particular?

[ ] …It’s me, Michael. What, don’t recognise me? I’m shocked!

[ ] Just browsing. Is there anything on offer?

[ ] Writein
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>>31520612
[ ] Just browsing. Is there anything on offer?
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Rolled 5

>>31520612
>[ ] Just browsing. Is there anything on offer?
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>>31520612
>[ ] …It’s me, Michael. What, don’t recognise me? I’m shocked!
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>>31520612
>[X] Just browsing. Is there anything on offer?
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[x] Just browsing. Is there anything on offer?

You smile as sweetly as you can as you ask about what might be on sale, winsomely putting your hands behind your back. Behind you, Thomas coughs, choking back a laugh.

“Well-! Uh. That figure you’re looking at there is – half price! Yes, just $5.99!”

Turning back to look at it, you pick up the figure with a soft touch. “Price tag says $3.99, like the rest of em… half price would be just a dollar, wouldn’t it?”

There’s an even more uncomfortable stammer from the assistant as he bites his lip. “Ah, did I say $5.99? Of course, just one ninety nine!”

You turn to look inquiringly at Thomas, still hiding his sniggers. “Sounds like a good price, I guess?”

“Well.. guess this place is all right?” you mutter as Jason rings it up and you step away from the till, heading to your usual table.

“Thomas, you lucky dog, where’d you pick this girl up from?” One of the other players, Ivan – a broad-set man somewhere in his thirties leans back on his chair, eying you up appreciatively. “Though the DM’s not going to be happy if you want to bring her in, you know all about the rules on bringing girlfriends to games!”

You groan as Thomas actually bursts into laughter entirely, this time round.

“No, no – not my girlfriend. It’s Michael! He’s a girl now.” That got a raised eyebrow, and you hold up a hand wearily, intending on getting him back later for it.

“…I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Fair enough, fair enough! As long as things don’t, ah, get weird between you two! Though, seeing what you did with Jason, well, I’m sure your roleplaying will be the same!”

[ ] Ugh… that was one off, and he deserved it, trying to rip me off like that.

[ ] Well, a little use of what I’ve got can’t hurt, once in a while?
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>>31521208
>[X] Ugh… that was one off, and he deserved it, trying to rip me off like that.

With great power comes great responsibility.
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>>31521208
>[ ] Ugh… that was one off, and he deserved it, trying to rip me off like that.
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>>31521208
[ ] Well, a little use of what I’ve got can’t hurt, once in a while?

"The universe seems to be playing a giant joke on me, I may as well have fun with it."
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>>31521208
>[ ] Ugh… that was one off, and he deserved it, trying to rip me off like that.

Man, that magic acceptance of our condition just cracks me up
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[ ] Ugh… that was one off, and he deserved it, trying to rip me off like that.

Ivan gives you a look, one that flashes from your face to the miniature now held in your hand. “Well, as long as you keep it in mind. Should not be problem!”

You nod, relieved slightly. “That’s right. I’m still masculine, back then, and still now!”

“Somewhat masculine now. A boyish look. Could be reverse trap…” You nod, agreeing with the Russian – “…From waist up, anyway.”

“What?!”

“It is a compliment! Compliment!” Surprised at the vehemence of your voice, Ivan holds up his hands. “New form has…” A curved shape, or so he describes with a rather explicit gesture of his hands. “Could do much worse, to develop from there. Though I think you may have problems with the DM, he hates crossplaying. Well, never mind about that! I was thinking of running a new campaign, a fantasy one – and you already have a few miniatures that can be put to good use. Thomas, you too – have you room for another game in your free time? Elven sorceress would fit in very thoroughly!”

You’ve got enough time off to relax a bit more, but…

Roleplaying a female? In this state?

[ ] No time for games, I’m fine with just my normal one

[ ] A male character’s fine, right?

[ ] Well, if you’ve got a plot for a female elvish sorcerer already, I might as well step in…

[ ] Oh, I’ll be able to play that part up well. The clothing on the miniature’s just so skimpy now, isn’t it?
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[ ] Well, if you’ve got a plot for a female elvish sorcerer already, I might as well step in…
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>>31521796
>[ ] Oh, I’ll be able to play that part up well. The clothing on the miniature’s just so skimpy now, isn’t it?
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>>31521796
>[ ] Oh, I’ll be able to play that part up well. The clothing on the miniature’s just so skimpy now, isn’t it?
God, we are such a slut
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>>31521796
>Well, if you’ve got a plot for a female elvish sorcerer already, I might as well step in…
"We better not enter any magical realms though."
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>>31521796
>[ ] Well, if you’ve got a plot for a female elvish sorcerer already, I might as well step in…
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>>31521796
>[X] Well, if you’ve got a plot for a female elvish sorcerer already, I might as well step in…
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>>31521913
you wish
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>>31521938
Maybe a little. It would certainly spice up this segment a little
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>>31521948
I don't wanna get lewd with fat sweaty nerds
just fellow magical girls
and maybe hot demons
and fellow nonmagical girls
and nonmagical guys
and pretty much everyone but our current company
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>>31521796
[ ] Oh, I’ll be able to play that part up well. The clothing on the miniature’s just so skimpy now, isn’t it?

It's alright, it's not slutty if it's roleplaying.
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>>31522019
Oh I agree just fine about never actually touching them, I was just curious as to how far we could play magical realm chicken with them.
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>>31522062
that doesn't work when one side wants the collision
we'd be the ones backing off
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>>31522092
Nerds often back off when someone calls their bluff.
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Rolled 1

[Tiebreaker vote between conservative (1) and so very sluttily dressed (2) elvish sorcerer!]
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>>31522149
this isn't a bluff
they want it
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>>31522267
Which is why we gotta up the ante.
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>>31522360
I think there's been a breakdown of understanding between us. What exactly are you trying to achieve here?
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>>31522427
I'm not even sure anymore. I guess I wanted to creep them out or make them uncomfortable for being creepy towards us, but I don't think this will achieve that.
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>>31522455
Yeah, I'm pretty sure we'd only creep out Thomas. The rest would be uncomfortably eager, and we'd be the ones creeped out.
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>>31522479
Then we can bail out with Thomas and go play videogames. Win-win.
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[x]Well, if you’ve got a plot for a female elvish sorcerer already, I might as well step in…

“Oh? Can I play a caster too?” Thomas cuts in, an excited look on his face.

Ivan nods expansively, spreading his hands. “Though, all casters in setting are female. If you don’t mind-“ To which your friend nods impatiently – “And elvish. Is not my setting, but I suggested to GM you two were not bad players. Here are notes-“

And then came a rather busy times of looking through homebrew for powerful builds, and weapons and magic and lore.

“So, your character’s a… telekinetic who channels through a sword? And from the western continent?” You nod at Ivan, who flicks over his notes. “And your friend-“

“Rival.” You correct, though Thomas had wanted a closer relationship at first.

“Rival. Eastern side, who – This is not supposed to be veering into that sort of territory! –Oh, second concept is better, though, pyromaniac. Slightly better. Will pass these on to the main GM, and will keep an eye out as a sub GM!” The store goes quiet again, as you look up.

“And who’s, um the actual GM? And are they going to show up here-” You don’t manage to say much more than that as someone grabs you from behind the chair, slender but strong arms pinning you in a tight hug. You can feel the warm air across your ear as the velvety voice speaks softly, amused and teasing.

“A GM is never late, Michael! Nor early. They arrive precisely when the game starts.”
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>>31522528
b-but I don't wanna bail
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>>31522713

“Angelina?! –Well, the elf thing makes sense now, that’s your – that’s what you like. But- what the heck? When do you play RPGs?!”

The arms do not let up, as the taller girl rests her chin on your head – her arms on your shoulders, letting hands droop across your front loosely.
“I could ask you the same question. I didn’t know you knew Ivan here! And, it looks like you’ve caught on quick to all the house rules.”

She looks over at Thomas’s first sheet, and over to Thomas himself – who reddens, looking back at the table. “Kinky. But, it’s a wholesome game! You should be ashamed of yourself!” She says, while practically nuzzling your head. “Hmm. It’s a bit late, but we could probably have a quick runthrough of a session, if you want. If that’s ok with you, Ivan?”

[ ] Personal space! You need some, now, and you’re having second thoughts about having her as a GM, too!
[ ] We’ll let the physical closeness pass. The game’s probably going to be better fare than what our normal GM puts us through.
[ ] Writein
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>>31522734
[ ] We’ll let the physical closeness pass. The game’s probably going to be better fare than what our normal GM puts us through.
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>>31522734
>We’ll let the physical closeness pass. The game’s probably going to be better fare than what our normal GM puts us through.
"I'm gonna hold you to that "wholesome" thing though."
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>>31522734
>[ ] Personal space! You need some, now. The game’s probably going to be better fare than what our normal GM puts us through though.
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>>31522734
>>31522734
>[ ] We’ll let the physical closeness pass. The game’s probably going to be better fare than what our normal GM puts us through.
but as she said keep it wholesome
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[ ] We’ll let the physical closeness pass. The game’s probably going to be better fare than what our normal GM puts us through.
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>>31522734
>[ ] We’ll let the physical closeness pass. The game’s probably going to be better fare than what our normal GM puts us through.
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[x] We’ll let the physical closeness pass. The game’s probably going to be better fare than what our normal GM puts us through.

“As long as it IS wholesome! I’ve got enough trouble without having more issues with sexuality coming into it.” Said in a muffled voice, mainly because you were covered with the long, blonde hair of hers. You brush it aside before she finally lifts the weight off your shoulders. It’s only then what you realise that softness had been against the back of your head as she strides round to sit at Ivan’s side – as he surprisingly stands to deferentially pull the seat out for her – and gingerly rub it. Your hair was still warm.

“Oh, it’d definitely be fine! The players are mostly all girls anyway, so I’m sure they won’t make things very awkward like that. It’ll be most of their first times at doing something as exciting as this!”

Thomas and you share an uneasy shrug. How bad could it be?

“She is good GM. Has a knack for it.”

“Let’s get started, shall we?” And Angelina picks up your mini – holds it in her hand as she takes a second for Thomas, placing both down on the landscape before you. As the store settles into silence once more.

“The cry of the eagles bring you both back to attention, in the burning heat of the sun. Across ancient battle plain and ruptured earth you see each other, both so close to the true location of the Rod of Lordship…”

---

And with a snap, she stops speaking. The daze you are in wears off, and you glance instinctively at the clock. Two hours-? It had seemed longer. Suddenly shaken, you shake your head, take the proffered miniature. “Did you enjoy it? It’s only been a few times that I’ve tried GMing before, so it’d be good to know if it was all right or not.”
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>>31523554

Beside you, Thomas takes a few more moments to come to. “It was. Wow. Really vivid. Like, pretty good. Really good.” He wasn’t lying, either – you’d actually felt the joy of managing to get the rod a few steps ahead of the competition, outrage of the sudden betrayal, and catharsis as you’d saved your rival unwillingly so that you could fight the traitors together. Short, tightly woven.

“Definitely. Ivan was right.”

Angelica beams, her smile a radiant light that fills the store back with laughter and gaming. “In that case, I’d be glad to have you both in my game! I bet we’ll be able to play really well together!”

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Walking back from the store, the elvish miniature digging into your pocket, you glance up at the sky. The sun had set partially, long shadows trailing behind you as you head home.

“That was surprising. Small world, right?” Idly, you nod at Thomas’ comment, turning to look at him more curiously as he slips glances back and forth at you.

“Yeah. Who’d have thought that Miss Popular would be into that kind of thing? But, what’s on your mind now?”

Ah- the pose of someone pretending to be caught out dramatically. You roll your eyes at his hands thrown in the air, and wait for him to explain.

“You were going to show me your transformation! I bet it’s really cool, right?”

[ ] We can find a quiet space, I’ll show off. Being outside means I can probably try out the gravity powers without accidentally bumping something through a ceiling, too.

[ ] I’ll show you back at home. The others will want to see it too, probably.

[ ] Hey, these powers aren’t just to flash around and show off! I’ll want to keep these a secret unless you’re in danger or something.
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>>31523618
>[ ] We can find a quiet space, I’ll show off. Being outside means I can probably try out the gravity powers without accidentally bumping something through a ceiling, too.
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>>31523618
>[ ] I’ll show you back at home. The others will want to see it too, probably.
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>>31523618
>[X] I’ll show you back at home. The others will want to see it too, probably.
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>>31523618
>I’ll show you back at home. The others will want to see it too, probably.
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>>31523618
>[ ] I’ll show you back at home. The others will want to see it too, probably.
I always imagined these things happened in the blink of an eye anyways.
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[X] I’ll show you back at home. The others will want to see it too, probably.

You smile somewhat comfortingly, telling Thomas that you’d show him in a bit. “At home. Less problems, there.”

He pouts, but nods. “Well, that’s something to look forwards to, at least!”

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When it actually comes to manifesting elements of magic about your body, it’s surprisingly hard to do it at will. The first time it had happened, you didn’t even know it had occurred, when you stepped into that demon barrier. The second, it had been almost second nature to do so when faced with danger.

Now, being watched by three sets of eyes, two of them eager and waiting, it is somewhat difficult to pull off. Try as you might, the magic – a sensation of odd tingling that runs down the back of your scalp – does not seem to want to flow, no matter how you mentally attempt it. Kind of embarrassing before your old best friend, your newly found best female friend, and your pet rabbit.

No floating. No magical garments. Not even –

Well, at least you can feel the sword-hilt, ready to be grasped. You take it in your hand, and-

Want me to help? I think I’ve got a grasp on the basics of it…

[ ] Oh, do go and listen to me. I’m sure we can put on a show for them, at least. We’ve been good all through that long game earlier!

[ ] I’ll figure it out myself. I can’t rely on you all the time! [Roll 3d6]
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Rolled 1, 2, 4 = 7

>>31524663
>[ ] I’ll figure it out myself. I can’t rely on you all the time! [Roll 3d6]

no lewds in front of Thomas! Never!
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>>31524663
>[ ] Oh, do go and listen to me. I’m sure we can put on a show for them, at least. We’ve been good all through that long game earlier!
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Rolled 5, 5, 6 = 16

>>31524663
>[ ] I’ll figure it out myself. I can’t rely on you all the time! [Roll 3d6]
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>>31524663
[ ] Oh, do go and listen to me. I’m sure we can put on a show for them, at least. We’ve been good all through that long game earlier!

Our Shadow's been good lately and Tokens are always nice.
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>>31524663
welp I don't wanna waste this roll
>>31524820
let's go with that
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Rolled 5, 4, 3 = 12

>>31524663
>[ ] I’ll figure it out myself. I can’t rely on you all the time! [Roll 3d6]
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>>31524820
Damn, that's good rolling.
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I bet if we crit failed, we would have ended up naked.
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Rolled 1, 1, 1 = 3

>>31525450
>try ourselves
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>>31525646
3d1
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>>31525732
>thatsthejoke.jpg
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[x] I’ll figure it out myself. I can’t rely on you all the time! [Roll 3d6]
[5, 5, 6: 22, gain one burst!]

Despite a faint temptation to let your Shadow guide you, you nevertheless tell it to quiet down as you take hold of the hilt. You hold it sheathed invisibly in that place only you can reach, grasping around it as you attempt to channel magic once more, in a mental desire – need – to not appear as foolish as you think you’re looking.

Nothing.

Perhaps if you’d-

Quiet-! –You order it, and it shuts up, for once.

Slowly, you turn your hand over, seizing the hilt and tugging it slowly out of thin air – you can hear Thomas gasp slightly as the rasp of metal fills the room. This time it’s a curved blade, gunmetal grey and matte, yet still clearly sharp along one side. And you feel it strongly, then, a shuddering tingle along your spine.

Magic.

A shivering little sensation that flows over your body that offsets the sensation of pain on the top of your head, and the jarring sensation of your sword poking something. You look up and see yourself poking a small hole into the ceiling with the sword, and you look down, and see Thomas and Rain alike looking upwards at the miniskirt and corset you’re wearing, along with everything else. –You’d found your magic, at least – was that your transformation? It was hard to see it with your eyes shut at the time, and most of what you thought you might have seen were sparkles behind closed eyelids.
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>>31525904

What were they so happy about, any-oh, right. With a little squeak you slam onto your back against the ceiling, pushing back your skirt around your waist as you struggle to stand up. To look at your friends upside down while Cassie bops Thomas over the head.

“I, um, well! That’s it, I guess!” Standing on the ceiling like it’s the most natural thing to do, brushing your short leather skirt down and trying to keep your sword away from your body.

Which is why you can see your father’s most unamused face, also upside down as he walks in through the door.

Your face – and the rest of you – falls.

Breaker Quest 7 – End.
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>>31525955
Nice thread Fae. See you next time.
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Thank you for participating!

I'm considering moving the thread to sundays after a couple of comments, and I'll keep you posted on Twitter! I hope you've enjoyed yourself!
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>>31526076
I most certainly have. Keep up the good work!
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>>31526076
Yeah nicely done.
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This is still running?

So how many dicks have you sucked yet?
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>>31531665
Done for today. So far all we have done is get randy with a slightly demonic bunnygirl.
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>>31531665
If you want dicks sucked, you've gotta vote for it yourself.

And find actual male characters that you'd want to fuck, as opposed to losers and nerds. And Michael's father.


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