Nothing good

You open the pink book and read the summary, which once again has changed.

"You're Alex Sumisu, Asian female born in 1990, wanted to be a doctor, but only got through uni by having sex with the professors and being the university's blow bang bitch. You exist for giving blow jobs, tribbing, the taste of semen and cunts, you want dicks in your every hole every minute of your life, and you want your friends and close lovers to enjoy the stuff you enjoy."

This text seems overly aggressive and you think for a moment. Wait. She had it in her nightstand drawer with all the infected dildos... It's been infected! You move to close the book, but you notice there's another line below the first.

"You like your roommates and lovers like yourself: Curvy, sexy, slutty and horny. Without a care in the world-"

You snap the book close and toss it onto the table before you finish reading, adrenaline making your heart pump blood through your ears. You wrap a hand over your face. "Fucking hell, this is bad," you say and squeeze your face, nails digging into your skin.

Nails? You pull your hand away and look at it, finding you got long, sharply manicured and polished nails on your hand. Both hands.

'Curvy sexy slutty horny,' repeatedly runs through your mind like a choir whispering, distracting you for a moment as your mind is trying to process your nails.

"Oh fuck," you say your heart beating faster again, your mind realizing you're metaphorically fucked in some way, your voice pops up a pitch while speaking, making it sound like you asked a question. You see your nails are growing as the fingers are getting thinner.

The room seems to grow larger as in less than a second you've shrunk by a foot, weight and mass vanishing in thin air. "Oh God," you gasp as you almost lose your balance, your voice lighter in tone and with an accent? You look down at yourself as a pair of tits balloon out of your still shrinking chest.

"Oh no. no, no no no," you whisper in dread as you pinch the nipples expanding on your chest, trying to make them stop, but they just send an arousing jolt of energy through your body. You run into the bathroom on your toes as you feel your hips expand, causing you to momentarily lose your balance. You look down and see your average black boxers lose its seams and wrap closely around your crotch. Tightly wrapped all the way down between your legs.

The words 'Curvy sexy slutty horny,' continues to echo in your mind as you arrive at the mirror and get a look at yourself.

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"Oh no, please don't," you murmur as you realize you're becoming a hot Asian woman. "You're Jamie Jameson, not Yay Yay," you tell yourself quietly in the mirror before doing a double take. "Yay Yay?" you ask yourself while still twisting your new and alien nipples that were pumping blood and arousal into your body.

'Curvy Yay Yay sexy Yay Yay slutty Yay Yay horny Yay Yay'

You wrap your hands around your waist for a moment. "I'm not listening," you mutter to yourself as you pull down your gymwear boy shorts and confirm that your well spent dick has been replaced with a new needy creature.

You can't see much of it, but you know the place intimately. You unconsciously roll your hips and feel crumply folds expand and writhe across one another as they make their final adjustments, fluids slithering along their edges before one drop falls into your underwear. Your hips and thighs are still widening slowly, making your ass thicker and your crotch wider to ease your ability to carry a child to the world. You quickly pull up your briefs and wrap your hands around your waist, trying to distract yourself with something more sensible.

Suddenly you feel fabric crawling up around your shoulders. A pink top wraps itself around your breasts and you look at yourself in the mirror.

Your body seems to have stopped changing, and the fact that you're nicely dressed makes you feel more confident. "You're in control James. You're in control, Jamie Jameson," you sigh as you feel your heartbeat begins to slow.

Holy fuck, you turned into a hot Asian babe. What the fuck? You change your pose and give yourself a smile. "Well, shit. What now, Jameson-chan?" you ask yourself as you stomp your sneakers into the tiles of the bathroom floor.

Why are you wearing sneakers? Oh, you were going to exercise a bit before Alex woke up, right? Keep that belly of yours nice and flat? Or should you try and find your references and see if you can undo this change... You're feeling awfully ready for a quick run though and some reps though...