Who are you?

A woman looking for escape

Emily is a woman who never really felt like she wasn't alone. She's a lesbian, or maybe bi, it's not like she ever got the chance to test that out, something she had discovered in highschool after her best and only friend left to go to college.

After high school, she went off to her closest state school, which is the best one that her Mother could afford to send her to. But even while she studied, getting passing but unremarkable grades, Emily still never found anyone she belonged with.

Everything she owned was being subsidized by her overworked mother with maybe a few gifts from her older sister. Emily wouldn't get a job if she could help it; School was already so demanding.

Every morning before she got out of bed to get to a class, she couldn't help but pray for some escape. For someone to come down and take her away from her life. To allow her to be able to find something she enjoyed.

On this morning, she was granted something that could help her attain this. A power to own anything she wanted.

"You're… mine?" She asked a boy, Alex, from her class. 

Alex was a lanky, guy with unremarkable features. She had barely spoken with him, until this morning when a slight turn of phrase brought him hurdling into her orbit.

"Yes. I guess… I've never really had this happen to me. I doubt it'll ever happen again, to be honest. I guess you can tell me what you want your property to do." He says, a little sheepishly.

Emily was taken aback, she didn't know what was going on. But the idea of having someone to conform to her will is intoxicating, regardless. "What if I wanted you to be a girl? Like, fully and wholeheartedly? Could you do that?" She asked, both as a slight test, although some part of her knew what she was doing was going to work, and partially, because she just wanted a friend who could relate to her.

The instant she said that, the world popped and Alex, an unassuming guy in her Monday Psych class was replaced with Alex, a seemingly nerdy, bespectacled and a little lame, girl from her psych class. And she had the prettiest cheeks that Emily had seen.

Alex looked herself all over. "I suppose so. Did you have an end goal with this?"

"Uh, I guess I just wanted a friend? It's hard to say though. I assume since I own you, you'll basically be whatever I want? Do you think that includes personalities?"

"I'd assume, because of this." Alex said, motioning down at herself.

"Well, don't change too much. Aside from being a woman. I want that." Emily was aware how strange she was taking all of this. Only a few minutes ago she was standing in the hallway waiting for her next class and now she was perfectly content rearranging the life of someone she doesn't know. Maybe this is a part of the freedom she wished for. Maybe she herself is simply free from the mental consequences of owning another.

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These branching stories are going to have 3 very simple premises: 1) You exist in a world where your character AND ONLY your character gets to have sex with whatever group or groups of people you choose wherever and whenever he or she desires. 2) The circumstances under which he or she can have sex with that group can be specified generally or specifically. 3) The response of the people you have sex with and/or the general public can be chosen.