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Chapter 5
by Aislutg
Who?
Bruce
“The name's Bruce. And before you ask, yes, everything you've heard is true... and then some,” you muttered… that sounded familiar. It sounded… so… “oh my fucking god!” You gasped.
God you really were Bruce! That’s the exact same thing Bruce said.
Like a freight train it all came rushing back now. Bruce who you could find sometimes at the bar when you hit the bar at night. Bruce the gambler who would happily wager your masculinity against. And if you used the cheat and got extra money and bought them you could make beat Bruce and make them take either a breeder pill or a a cum cure pill. Your personal favourite was the cum cure. Yeah. You’d shagged Bree… but you were always a little bit frustrated that you couldn’t do more with Bree. It seemed obvious that you’d get Bree’s number or she’d get yours and you’d call you to blow you and take time off her stint as Bree. Surely you could dominate her and make her yours. Make her take a permanent x-change pill or become your pregnant girlfriend.
That Bruce!
The guy opposite looked exactly like the male version of Rae.
You find yourself coming face to face with the protagonist of the game. It’s some existential shit really. “This. Is. Meta.” You mutter.
Rae Lil Black. Porn star.
You didn’t know his height, but Rae was a petite 142cm tall Japanese lady that you had played around with. She was hot. You wanted to see him turned into her.
“Hey. My names John. Let’s play Bruce. I have a pill here…”
John leans back cockily in his chair, a pink shiny pill betwixt his thumb and forefinger, glistening with a pink fleshed promise… for one of you.
"Here's the deal-”
“Nope. I’m not betting my manhood. Uh. Uh. No way. This is the game screen all over again! You can remember it clear as day!
You are in this fucking scene!!! Well not fucking yet. But this scene!!!!!!!
“Bruce," John continues with volume. Yep loud as you please. The fucker. "If I win, YOUR masculinity is on the-”
“Now before you throw that pill down John my friend you need to know that I will own your ass.” You promise John the wannabe player. But you’re the player. This is your… game? It doesn’t feel like a game. It feels real. You’re in a world that seems tied to the game. But… well the thing is… you never finished the game. You just … shagged characters. How did you even…
Hey. Why is it so deathly quiet so suddenly. The lights even dimmed and you feel like is just you and John and that little pink pill on the game table between you.
The bar goes deathly silent, someone drops a pin and you hear it, all eyes are fixed on you, waiting for your response. “Oh fuck no. I will not cave to peer group pressure. I am a grown man and…” you swallow nervously. You were going off Bruce’s script here. Bruce played black jack, 21, pontoon, vingt-in… it was his thing. If you didn’t do Bruce’s thing… what would happen? You weren’t sure you were brave enough to find out.
“Man. I’m feeling tense all of a sudden…” you observe.
"Too rich for your blood, Bruce?" someone calls out, drawing snickers from the onlookers.
“Nobody calls me chicken! And that is plagiarism!” You growl. Your gaze is icy as fuck. It’s like they're leaning in…
You laugh nervously. "Let’s play."
“What are the stakes?”
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Choose your own Genderswap
Adventures focused on gender swapping.
Random tales of fantasy, horror, humour, science fiction and any other genre that involve body swapping, transformation or other means of changing genders. Fan fiction, fan service and fan fun… this is a place for one off tales that float my boat and don’t fit comfortably under other existing story threads.
Updated on May 29, 2025
by Aislutg
Created on Aug 29, 2024
by Aislutg
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