Examine the desk

You move over to the desk. The leather chair looks comfortable and you have to climb up onto it to look over the desk. There are all manner of notes on the desk. But… you can’t read them. Your eyes widen and you realise you can’t read the titles on the spines of the books. Or the labels on the potions…

“Luke, can you make anything from this. I… can’t read thanks to that **** bimbo nanite mod you made me take…” you say. “I think we need to solve this room to get onto the next one. “You reach to the drawer and pull it open. You hear a click and a cloud of purple gas suddenly envelopes you. You cough and splutter for a moment. “Oh, right. Traps…” you mutter as you feel a strange sensation in your crotch. You look down and blink. Your pussy is gone, replaced with a tiny cock. A micro cock. Tiny balls too. “Oh. That’s… oh poop!”

The End