Another very confused girl...

As the blonde with the dark-rooted undercut opens the door, you seem to fly through it and are now observing what must be their shared living space in the apartment. It's a mess. It almost looks like there was an explosion the way things are knocked over or are falling off of shelves, appearing as if they were blown over from the middle of the room.

In the middle of the room is a second girl. She must be Anne, the one that the first girl was confusingly thinking about. This girl has shoulder-length red hair, light skin, is wearing a green shirt that clings to her sizable chest, and has short white shorts on that expose shapely legs. She is currently on her knees and flipping through a book that looks very familiar to you. It's The Trap of the Trickster!

"Come on, come on, there has to be a way to undo this..." She says to herself.

"What the fuck? Anne!" The taller, blonde girl shouts from her door frame.

The redhead looks up, and then says something strange. "Did you just call me Anne?"

The exasperated, undercut-sporting girl steps from her bedroom door and approaches her roommate. "Yeah, because I can't fucking remember what your actual name is! And if you haven't noticed... we're fucking girls!" She makes sure to accent that point by pointing to her own breasts, hidden by her cotton shirt. She then screams, "WHY ARE WE GIRLS?!"

"I'm working on it, Kacie!" The redhead, apparently now known as Anne, replies. She pauses at the strange sound of her own words. "Wait... I'm... Anne... and you're... Kacie..." She was doing what—the apparently-named—Kacie had done before, but out loud instead of in her thoughts.

"Yeah! That little freak fucked with our heads, not to mention the rest of us! What did you do?!" Kacie angrily accuses.

Anne, now a little calmer, stands up and holds her hands out toward her friend. "Kacie," she says, "I swear. I didn't mean for this to happen. The whole reason I bought the Choose Your Own Adventure book in the first place was because I thought the story of how Trxyzptlk was sealed away was intriguing. Even if I believed any of that stuff, I didn't realize that he'd somehow be set free!"

You hear a little snicker, the imp-like laughter that you had heard before in the distance.

"That's not my real name," The Trickster taunts you and you alone." Anne there is a huge comic book fan, so I thought it might be amusing to steal something from something she likes."

The scene keeps playing out in front of you, and despite your seemingly incorporeal self, the sight of those two beautiful girls in their short-shorts and tight, matching shirts arouses you. You're pretty sure you can even see nipple piercings poking through the fabric of the taller girl.

"In any case," Anne continues, picking up the book," After he... um... sent you to your room, he told me that we're apparently players in his game. And that he preferred the pieces to be more... fun." Anne pages through the book more. "I've been looking in here for some sort of reversal ever since he disappeared, but—"

"What game?" Kacie asks, picking up on the fact that her red-haired friend had purposefully skipped over a rather important part of the story.

Anne winces and looks at her roommate. "After he changed me—" She quickly corrects herself, "Er, us, into girls, he said..." She closes the book and pauses trying to get the next phrase exactly right, quoting the imp verbatim. "'My friend and I like Bad Endings. You've been transformed once. Last a whole day without being transformed again or otherwise meeting your fate, and I'll make you into your normal selves.'"

The two stand there quietly for a moment. "'My friend?'" Kacie asks, "What did he mean by 'my friend'?"

Anne shakes her head, "No idea, it was just him." You feel a shiver through your somehow not-there body as you consider the possibility that since this is the Trickster they are talking about... that friend might be you...

"But, look, it's no big deal, right?" Anne says. "I can keep looking in this book for some sort of way to undo Trxyzptlk's influence, and in the meantime, we'll just play it really safe."

Kacie sighs and nods, holding her head. "I suppose. It's not as if we're in danger of being transformed again anyway. That's not exactly a common risk."

The redhead winces a bit, and the blonde, punky girl definitely notices. "...What?" Kacie asks, already able to tell there was more to the story that Anne had, once again, elected not to share yet.

"Well... he... also said that he... um... cursed us to sorta be... 'bad end' magnets?" She says with a **** smile as if that could undo what she was saying.

"What does that even mean?!" Kacie whines, frustrated.

You then hear the Trickster's voice whispering to you, but seemingly not to them. "It means that their world just got a lot more magical and a lot more dangerous. Just like in our favorite books, any wrong decision could lead to them sealing their fate! Isn't this great?" You find that you can't exactly respond, while below you the girls keep talking.

"Whatever it means," Anne says as you pick up listening to their flustered conversation, "it doesn't matter because I will find a solution in this book."

"FUCK that stupid book!" Kacie interrupts. In frustration, the taller girl snatches the simple looking gamebook and tosses it right out their open window to the street below.

"Kacie!" Anne gasps, dashing to the window to look down at the streets floors below. "That's our best lead to figuring out how the Trickster was defeated in the first place!"

The blonde with the stunning legs instead marches over to a nearby couch and sits down in a huff, crossing her arms over her breasts and bringing her bare feet up onto the couch. "I don't care! That book it stupid! I'm going to sit right here and wait this out."

Anne shakes her head, "No, the 'refuse the adventure' page is never the way to go in those books. Later authors would even punish the reader for—"

Kacie sighs as Anne explains something she finds to be complete nonsense. But maybe she has a point? It is hard to say. This is all very confusing.

Anne clearly wants to go retrieve the book; Kacie wants to ignore the problem, but could she maybe be talked into sticking with her friend?

It seems that the two have some decisions to make... and you find yourself intrigued as to which they will make, pondering it yourself...