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Chapter 27 by AnchorPillar AnchorPillar

did your memories change?

Short answer: yes. Long answer...

Michelle noticed your confusion, stopping to look at you.

“Are you alright? You look like you’re sick all of the sudden.” She put a hand to your forehead, “you don’t feel warm...” she looked at your eyes, “your pupils look fine...OH! I know that look now!”

She picked up her bag, an action that gave you a really good look at her new legs. They were cat’s legs thick with muscle, her new paw feet were huge, and she was wearing a sort of sock over them that had cutouts for her claws. Standing back up she moved to the door.

“Getting used to new plumbing is no joke, I’ll deal with Miss MacKenna you go take care of it.” She opened the door and strutted off, her tails twitching behind her.

You ponder for a moment how going though an existential crisis gives you the same expression as really needing to pee. You probably should go to the bathroom in hopes there’s a mirror there because it seems yours no longer exists, but first you need answers.

Pulling out your phone reveals two things: the first is that it’s now got a teal case on it, with the anime red head holding a leak from your previous shirt on the back. The second, and way more important, is “99+” notifications from World Tome. Tapping on them opened World Tome to a giant category list. Personal life was at the top and it was very tempting to look into that first but than you saw the rest of the list and realized you had your work cut out for you.

There were hundreds of categories, some incredibly small in scope like Current Preferences In Nail Polish Of Teenagers in the United States. Others were massive in scope but targeted like Current Feminine Stereotypes-Consolidated. While others were so broad they didn’t help at all like Biology being a category by itself. With ‘999+’ notifications Biology was the king of unhelpful, only Pop Culture had close to the same amount of notifications, and even that had a two more lists split into Pop Culture (New) and Pop Culture (****). The existence of either of those raising too many questions for you to focus on now.

Obviously you were not going to get though this all right now, so you pressed the help button. You expected another category list but instead what you got was a pop up saying:

Enable Autopilot? Current Destination: Public Bathroom (Women)

Yes. No.

You tapped yes, half expecting to be whisked away to some other place while your body moved for you, but instead your sight was filled with what seemed to be a video call. The person on the other end looked a lot like Miss MacKenna, only lacking the cow horns and with golden eyes. They were sitting at a wooden desk, with a plain beige keyboard at the ready.

“Hello, and thank you for using World Tome! You are now connected to Help Desk AI number 38562257, please state your issue now.”

“Memory. New memories.” You hope she’s more than just a phone tree bot with a good avatar.

“Thank you. You have indicated your issue is the formation of new memories. Please wait one moment while I determine if this is an issue.” Lookalike McKenna started typing as her eyes flicked about rapidly. Several times they seemed to adjust like cameras, and at least once you saw them change color from gold to red. Than she stopped and smiled.

“I have good news, that issue is already resolved. You had a memory formation leak lasting approximately 33 seconds. However any memories you recalled during that time are permanent. Sorry for the inconvenience.”

“What caused the memory leak?” You asked, going over what she said.

“Hmmm...” she typed more. “Seems like a class three society rewrite based on a convergence of a class two biology overlay and a class five magic addition...” she typed more. “Your local system administrator has been very busy, she must be enjoying the new update. The root cause of the memory leak is an order to change the ratio of adults to roughly 67 percent female to 31 percent male, via only the magic system in place. The social shifts from it are quite a thing to behold.

You could feel your head spinning. “So a lot of guys end up as girls, and regrowing dicks is a big deal?”

“I’m sorry but due to your status as an Authorized User instead of Administrator or Moderator I can not reveal any more to you and must mark your issue as resolved. Thank you for using World Tome! Have a good day!”

Your sight went black for a moment before you found yourself staring at the back of bathroom stall door while sitting on the toilet. You were completely naked save magical wolf paw shoes and your piercings. Your dress was hanging to the side next to your purse and with the magic wolf tail still attached. You had taken control right as you were wiping after peeing. Sighing, you finished up and walked out nude to the sinks to wash your hands so you could see yourself in the mirror.

Your skin was tanned to a faint bronze, with no tan lines and you were now well toned with muscles everywhere. Your curves were smaller save for your butt which gained significantly. Your ears were now pierced and dangling from them were tiny sapphire orbs on a sliver chain. Belly button was not quite an outtie now, being only a very small indent. Also the piercing there was weirdly medical looking. Like one of those alert bracelets but on a belly button piercing. Your phone dinged, reminding you that you needed to get to class.

Last Class of the day, how bad can it be?

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