Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)

Chapter 9 by TheLooneyCrusader TheLooneyCrusader

Do you pull away?

Place both your hands

As you press your other hand to the glass, the cold numbness spreads through your body, tightening your chest as the sensation wraps around you. You feel yourself slowly being pulled into the painting, and an eerie comfort washes over you as a wicked entity grins, wrapping its arms around you. Your skin gleams like glass as you pass through, transforming completely. Once inside, a chair materializes, and as you sit, you realize you're facing the hallway, now from inside the painting, trapped a silently.

As you sit down, the entity praises you for your obedience and begins to style your hair. Her form shifts to a more womanly shape as she tells you how nice it is to have a willing doll. As she works, your hair starts to take on the texture of your skin. When you try to speak, she instructs you to remain silent, and you obey, feeling a warm sensation in your chest.

Once your hair is finished, she produces a paintbrush and palette. She paints your body from feet to head, transforming you into a vision of beauty: a blood-red dress with black frills and fiery, flowing hair. As she paints your face, it feels like it’s being set in stone. Finally, a mirror materializes, showing you the stunning result of her artistry.

What's next?

Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)