Go talk to Juan

You decided to bite the bullet and go talk to Juan. He might be able to help you come up with some solution to this crazy situation. Hesitantly, you cracked the door open and stepped out of your room. The living room, at least, looked a little familiar. Still gone through a filter that would make it fit in a cartoon, but the TV was there, the games, all the things you expected to see. You were pretty sure they scanned your memories for that, which didn't really explain your room.

Juan was in the kitchen, which also looked more or less how you expected. He was shirtless, wearing only a pair of grey sweatpants. His skin was a bit lighter here than it had been in real life, but still darker than yours. Not that that was tough. Your new skin was very pale. His dark hair that had been kind of long as a guy hung to his shoulder blades and was still black, but much spikier. He turned to look at you and his eyes went wide.

"Uh... hi?" he asked, then he squinted, the gears in his head clearly working. "Daniel?"

You sighed, then nodded. "Yeah, I think I chose wrong when I hired that guy to make my avatar."

"I mean... you look great," he said. He shifted, and the way he did drew your eyes. You could see his erection at the front of his pants.

"Dude! Come on!" you said, then winced at how shrill your voice sounded. Why was your voice so damn high now?

"Sorry! You're hot!" Juan said. "If I see a rocking bod I react."

"Well I need your help, okay?" you said. "How can I fix this? You looked more into this than I did."

"Yeah, I don't know. Everything I saw said that once you're uploaded you're stuck with the body you have. But, uh..." He trailed off, and you got the feeling there was something he was hesitant to say.

"What? What's wrong?"

"Well, there might have been some oversights with this whole program. There's been a bit of an issue..." Juan said.

"What issue?"