Chun-Li

Damian selected the randomize option under the "Street Fighter" submenu, but went out of his way to set his preferences to "male." However, just as he went to load in, his screen distorted slightly. The usual darkness surrounded him but something was off. His loading screen didn't display any of Street Fighter's gimmicky male fighters. Instead he saw a woman with bluish gray skin in a tight purple outfit aiming down the sights of some super advanced looking rifle. 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.

As the loading screen faded, this was the point when Damian was used to waking up in the game. However, he found himself beneath a heavy comforter. The warm blanket was draped over his bare flesh. Odd. Why wasn't he wearing any clothes?

Damian thrusted it off, his eyes darting around the bedroom. There were hand painted posters and framed pieces of art, some depicting mandarin symbols and others of rivers and valleys. The folding screen by the closet depicted a dragon, which led him to believe the bedroom he was in belonged to someone of Chinese decent. Or they were just a fan of the aesthetic.

But why was he there, anyway? The Batcomputer's sims usually threw him to the wolves. Right in the middle of an intense battle, just the way he liked it. Real bad guys wouldn't give him prep time.

As he swung his legs over the side of the bed, he glanced down. His brows furrowed, his face contorting with shock.

"What the hell?!"

A loosely fitting bra hung over his flat chest. A matching pair of panties cloaked his bulge. His face reddened, a hand shooting up to the bra strap. He pulled, yet it didn't budge, only frustrating him further. It was barely on, how was it giving him so much damn resistance?! With both hands, he yanked at the feminine garment, only succeeding in tugging himself to the hard wood floor.

Damian growled, scampering to his feet.

"Why... won't... you... come... off?!"

Relentless, he continued to struggle, which only caused him to stumble passed the folding screen and right into the closet. All at once, a cobalt garment obscured his vision, ensnaring him as it fed his hands through the arm holes and slid up his legs followed by dark brown sheer pantyhose. The white sash tightened his waist, knocking the wind out of his sails. Black spiky bracelets snapped onto his wrists as he stepped into a pair of white combat boots.

"What is all this crap?!"

Damian fought against the articles but to no avail. He tumbled out of the closet and narrowly caught his reflection in the vanity. He looked like a boy unconvincingly crossplaying as Chun-Li. If the clothes and the vanity weren't already dead giveaways, this room belonged to a woman, likely the character he was supposed to be inhabiting the body of.

Something had to be severely wrong with the simulation for him to spawn in as himself just to be **** into a female character's outfit.

His face turned beat red as the upper part of the qipao hung loosely over his chest, yet tug as he might, it somehow wouldn't budge. How was he supposed to fight in this? What self respecting woman would wear this crap into combat? His mother was known for slaying her enemies while wearing catsuits and even she would scoff at him. Not to mention he'd never hear the end of it if any of the Bat Family found out about this glitch.

"Screw this..."

Damian waved his hand in a crescent motion, the game's interactive menu popping out of thin air. He touched the faded "quit" option, but received a pop-up instead.

Unavailable - Complete the quest objective in order to access this option.

"What?"

Downloading character model.

Suddenly, he felt a strange sensation. It was as if his body was being tugged and pulled in every direction. Panic set in as he realized the simulation wasn't done with him yet.

"Computer, end simulation!" he shouted.

Damian's body began to change before his very eyes. His slender, boyish frame started to morph and take on a more womanly shape. His torso expanded, and his chest filled out the loose qipao he was wearing, causing it to fit snugly against his newly formed breasts. He let out a gasp, both from the shock of the transformation and the sensation of his chest swelling. Fat flooded beneath his nipples until the new orbs pressed firmly against the fabric of his new dress.

"What's happening to me?!" he cried out, his voice slightly higher pitched. He already knew, he was more so in denial than anything else. He had already deduced he was supposed to be playing a female character, not as himself. The sim was just patching the problem.

The warmth continued to surge through Damian's body. His waist narrowed, and his hips widened, giving him an hourglass figure that would make any woman envious. As he tried to maintain his balance, he noticed that his legs were changing too.

His thighs thickened and became more muscular, taking on Chun-Li's iconic, powerful form. The sheer pantyhose stretched and adjusted to accommodate his new legs, hugging them tightly. Damian couldn't believe what he was seeing – he now had the legs of one of the strongest female fighters in the game.

As he stared at his reflection in the vanity, he watched as his face began to shift. His features softened, becoming more feminine and taking on Chun-Li's appearance. His once short hair lengthened, transforming into two thick, dark brown buns that rested on either side of his head, forming her distinguished ox horn hairstyle.

"This can't be happening!"

Damian shrieked, his voice now unmistakably a female's, but not just any female's. He had the voice of Chun-Li.

"Mmm... God, what now?!"

Damian frowned, the warmth focusing on his crotch as his manhood began to invert and slide way back up inside of his pelvis. Ovaries and a womb formed, his face contorting with an alien sense of pleasure as he was thrusted through years of female puberty in seconds. He plunged his hands in between his thick thighs in an attempt to preserve the only thing male about him left. However, his manicured nails only served to press his genitals back up further as a new slit formed. She groaned, feeling the newly sensitive tissue through the panties and pantyhose she was wearing. The sudden spark of euphoria sent a ripple effect throughout her body, causing her eyes to roll in the back of her head in unwanted ecstasy.

"S-stop, I'm not... a... aah!"

"Chun-Li's" voice moaned as the little remaining testosterone was replaced with estrogen.

Her transformation complete, Damian looked at herself in the mirror, now the spitting image of Chun-Li. She breathed heavily, slowly pulling her hands back out from between her legs. Her face flushed red as her body calmed down. She tried to process what had just happened, feeling a mix of embarrassment, anger, and confusion.

She attempted to access the menu again, **** to find a way to reverse the transformation and return to his own body.

Unavailable - Complete the quest objective in order to access this option.

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

Damian swore in Chun-Li's lovely voice, sounding quite unladylike.