Error: Starfire

Damian tested the boundaries of the simulation, ignoring the warning pop-ups that she was leaving the mission area. Like she could give a shit. After the intense embarrassment she had already been put through waking up in the body of an alien princess, she wasn't going to humor this dumb simulation any further. This game couldn't seriously expect her to just play along.

Error. You have left the mission aReA—zzZzzzZZZT!

The pop-froze Damian in place followed by a deafening white noise. Her vision blackened.

"Ugh..."

Damian groaned, his senses coming back to him. He felt the familiar weight of the WayneTech VR headset. Relief washed over him when he realized he had exited the stupid game.

However, as he pulled it off, the device got caught in his long red hair.

"Ow, what gives? Huh? My voice..."

His fingers grazed his throat, his eyes snapping downward to see his sizable bust contained in a white NASA t-shirt.

"Dammit!"

Damian shoved the lumps, only to find his body respond to his touch. He tugged the collar of his shirt down and saw his breasts in their full glory, his face reddening harshly. This wasn't some dumb prank, they were real! His skin was a tannish marigold shade, the red hair with fiery highlights, his newfound height, it was obvious who he had become.

"No, this isn't possible!"

The more he spoke, the more he recognized the voice to be Starfire's.

Defiantly, Damian waved her hand to summon the simulation menu but nothing happened. No error pop-ups either, which were standard if there was an issue. Everything felt too real. The sim was extremely advanced but it was still simulated at the end of the day. She knew the difference between the game and the real world. She swallowed hard. Was she actually in Starfire's body...?