Lady Dimitrescu (RE8)

Damian selected the randomize option under the "Resident Evil" submenu, but went out of his way to set his preferences to "male". However, just as he went to load in, he noticed a glitch. His screen distorted slightly. The usual darkness surrounded him but something was off. His loading screen didn't display any of the Resident Evil male protagonists blasting away at hordes of zombies. Instead it showed a freakishly tall (and busty) vampire woman smiling sadistically in a fancy looking manor. 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, what struck him as out of the ordinary was he wasn't a Resident Evil character. He was just plain old Damian Wayne. He found himself in an extravagant bedroom with intricate designs and decorations.

"Where are all the zombies..?"

Damian asked aloud. He was astounded by how real everything looked and felt. His father had made some improvements to the simulation's realism it seemed. He pawed around the bedroom, pulling out a drawer or two searching for a pistol or any weapons at all really. He didn't know anything about Resident Evil aside from the brief description that was given: "Survival Horror". His cheeks turned bright red when all he found was a drawer filled with expensive looking bras, panties, and lingerie items. He quickly noticed that they were all particularly large. Whoever they were made for had to be one giant lady.

Damian dismissed this, figuring he must have spawned in some woman's room in the manor. He continued his search for supplies and opened the stand-up closet only to find several huge dresses carefully tailored to fit a certain body type all delicately cleaned and hung up.

By now Damian thought he was doing something wrong. He went to leave the room but found the door wouldn't budge. He saw a pop-up notification that said he had to find the key to begin the game. One of the side objectives was to get dressed. Damian thought about that for a second and his face turned even redder than before. Was the game seriously telling him to put on that dress he found? He couldn't believe it. Didn't he set his preference to male? Even if he did pick a woman, why didn't he spawn in as the character? He was still himself just in the simulated world.

To his astonishment, when he looked at his reflection in the vanity he didn't see his face he saw the face of the same freakishly tall pale woman from the loading screen. She matched his facial expressions precisely. That was why he spawned in that room.

There was a brisk knock on the door.

"Mother, are you finished getting dressed? It's almost time for dinner!"

A high pitched woman's voice called. Damian took this as the game passively telling him to hurry up.

"Er.. in a second...I'll be right down," Damian replied, hoping that the girl wouldn't notice that her "mother" had the voice of a teenage boy.

"Yes, Mother!" the girl chirped obediently. Damian sighed from relief. The game recognized him as this "mother" character despite not having loaded in as the character which confused him further. How was he supposed to kill zombies if he was playing presumably one of the game's antagonists? He thought all of this was a glitch of some kind so he went to pull up the interaction menu for the simulation. He selected the "quit" option but it was greyed out.

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

Scrunching his brows slightly, Damian didn't know what to make of this. He was in a bind. He couldn't continue the game since he was stuck in the starter bedroom but he also couldn't quit since he couldn't leave the starter bedroom to complete the quest.

Suddenly, another pop-up appeared.

A glitch has been detected. Performing hotfix...

The sight of this message brought Damian some reprieve. The sim was advanced enough to detect when it had glitches and patch them on the spot. His father must have merged the sim with his Brother Eye AI, allowing the artificial intelligence to expand and create unique training environments without Bruce having to sit down and program everything by hand. Damian didn't give his dad enough credit for how truly remarkable his intellect was. Most just saw the Batman as a gadgeteer and a brawler but he was also incredibly smart, a tactician by nature.

Glitch patched. Downloading character model... 0%.

Objectives updated. Get dressed and attend dinner.

"Downloading character wha-"

Damian was whisked away by an invisible ****. His clothes vanished for one. His attire didn't blend in with the setting so the game got rid of them. He tried to cover up his shame but the same drawer Damian dug through earlier flung itself open. A massive bra and a matching pair of panties flung itself towards Damian. The oversized cups strapped against his chest and through some divine intervention the panties managed to not fall off despite being multiple sizes too big for the boy.

"This isn't what I had in mind!"

Damian tried to pull up the quit menu again but it was still faded, giving him the same error as before.

"Dammit!" his face flushed red. There was nothing he could do about it.

Before he knew it, his body started to crack and snap. He clutched his sides as his small body began to change and alter itself to match the character he was meant to be portraying. His legs popped as he developed extra mass in his thighs, shins, and torso, his bones elongating to ridiculous proportions. He went from 4'6" to 9'6" in a matter of seconds. "Woah!" Damian wasn't used to being so damn tall. He caught himself on the bed frame, sitting down to catch a breath for a moment. Everything was happening so quickly. A quick glance in the mirror across the room still showed the weird vampire woman but sitting on her bed wearing only her undergarments now.

Downloading character model... 15%.

Damian's skin was getting paler by the second. He lost any scars he might've acquired from his time with the League of Assassins or from working for Batman. His complexion became a pure ivory shade, a blemish-free vampiric white. His lengthy, scrawny body started to fill out the undergarments now, his waist snapping inward giving him a slight bend in his spine to make his growing ass pop out more. His hips and thighs puffed out with a mixture of muscle and fat. His chest spilled out into the bra as mammary glands generated sudden amounts of fat. Damian anticipated this change and tried to press his now slender feminine hands against his chest as if to attempt to stop them from growing but he only delayed the inevitable. Before he knew it he was sporting the same hourglass figure that the lady in the mirror had. He was looking more and more like her by the second.

His fingernails elongated as he struggled to keep his last bit of manhood from slipping away. Alas, the length of his new nails only accelerated the process as he accidentally shoved his already receding head even further up into his expanding pelvis. His new childbearing hips cradled a growing womb as his internal organs rearranged, sending him through a decade of female puberty in a matter of seconds. Just like that he went from a prepubescent teenage boy to a fully developed grown woman.

Downloading character model... 65%.

Damian felt her already dark hair grow out to a short hairstyle but an undeniably feminine one while her face rearranged to match the woman in her reflection. She ran her dainty hands all over her body, feeling her smooth hairless skin and her voluptuous curves. Why this woman was a playable character at all was a question Damian couldn't answer. Her breasts had to be the size of Damian's skull. How did she fight anybody like this? The thought of trying to do one of her front flips in this body was laughable.

Downloading character model... 80%.

Matters only became worse for Damian when she realized that the game wasn't quite finished with her. That same white dress from the closet earlier flew at Damian and hoisted itself up her long shapely legs. She leaned back on the bed trying to struggle against it but it was no use. The dress was slightly tight on her curves but it tightened even further around her waist and butt once it was fully on. The cups cradled her colossal cleavage and displayed her womanly features admirably. Stockings and heels followed the dress as if she wasn't tall enough already. A series of cosmetics applied themselves to Damian's face, touching up her lips with cherry red lipstick and dark mascara. An oversized hat landed on her head and two dark gloves went over each of her hands. A golden necklace latched around her neck and a black rose was the finishing touch, landing on the side of her dress next to her breasts.

Downloading character model... 100%. Download complete.

"Why me..." she heard her own sultry voice and she looked down at her body. Two pale fleshy mounds sat firmly on her chest obscuring her from seeing directly below to the rest of her body. The silky material of the dress felt nice against her smooth skin but it all felt wrong. This wasn't what Damian wanted. She didn't want to play a busty vampire woman, she wanted to play one of those badass zombie killer guys. Why were there vampires in a franchise about killing zombies anyways?

There was another brisk knock on the door.

"Mother, it's Bela! Just checking up on you!"

Damian went over to the door and noticed a key had manifested in her hand. She opened the door with it and came face to face with a young blonde woman in a dark robe that showed off her cleavage. She was also very pale. Another vampire Damian deduced. She looked very creepy but she wasn't expressing any hostility towards Damian. If anything, she acted subservient to her.

"Mother! Come, come! It's time for dinner!" the girl gestured for Damian to follow her. She did, nearly stumbling on her heels combined with the absurd length of the dress. The blonde didn't seem to notice though even when Damian caught herself on a guard rail a couple of times. She went downstairs to the dining room where two other blonde girls waited patiently, both wearing similar robes to the first that Damian met. She gestured to the seat at the end of the table which Damian took.

"I kept Bela and Cassandra from eating without you, Mother!" Daniela beamed.

"Of course we weren't going to start without the Lady of the house, it would be improper!"

Bela scoffed at her sister's remark.

Now that she thought of it, Damian was feeling rather hungry. This was different somehow though. She'd been hungry before obviously but this was a new kind of hunger. It was a craving for something extremely specific that she knew she needed to constantly have a supply of in order to sustain herself. That's right, she was playing a vampire. These blonde NPCs were vampires too.

"Mother, you're being awfully quiet! Is something the matter?"

Cassandra tilted her head slightly. Damian realized she hadn't said two words to any of these girls since she left her room.

"Er, no I'm well," she offered a smile. The girls seemed to buy it. It seemed like the game was wanting her to interact with her "daughters" as opposed to sit there silently. She was the lady of the house after all. Was this some kind of RPG now? Damian thought she signed up for an action shooter.

"By the way, you look absolutely stunning, as always, Mother! I hope one day I can fill out a dress as well as you do," Daniela smiled.

"Such a suck-up..."

Cassandra glared at her sister.

"Uh.. thank you..?"

Several human servants dressed in suits and maid outfits emerged from the kitchen carrying platters of food. One had a special bottle of wine which Damian could smell from her seat. The servant poured the wine in each of the glasses for the four ladies and was on standby with the bottle to top off their drinks. Was Damian old enough to drink? She was a grown ass woman and a mother of three so she figured it was okay. Besides, none of this was real, right? The craving inside of her grew stronger once the glass filled up with the thick red liquid. The scent was irresistible to her.

Damian picked up the glass with both hands and took a big gulp of it. There was a distinct copper after taste. Was this drink mixed with blood? Damian wanted to be disgusted by that but she wasn't. She was a vampire. Vampires drank blood to survive.

"Mmm.." she licked her cherry lips reveling in the taste for a moment.

"Mother... it's not very ladylike to drink in that manner..." Daniela pointed out.

Damian raised a brow, realizing what she was doing.

"Yes, of course... just thirsty is all," she watched the other girls sip their wine holding the glass elegantly and she mimicked their movements.

The tops of the dishes were pulled off to reveal their dinner for the evening. Damian's eyes shot open when she saw what was being served. There was what was undoubtedly a cooked human arm on her plate. It likely belonged to a muscular man given its shape. Damian had seen cadavers before, having been raised as a member of the League of Assassins, but never before had she witnessed cannibalism. Sure, she'd chopped a limb off of her opponent to immobilize them and go in for the kill but never once had it ever crossed her mind to eat the person after. Such an act was highly dishonorable according to her mother Talia and her grandfather the Demon's Head himself, Ra's Alghul.

"Are you sure you're feeling okay, Mother? This dish is your favorite," again, the game seemed to use Daniela's NPC to call into question Damian's lack of playing her character properly.