1: In Your New Bedroom. 2: You Have Become A Futanari Chaos Space-Marine Named Jessica Q Herriot!

Your eyes open and take in your surroundings. You are lying on a huge feather bed, with two men and one woman next to you. You realize instantly that this is not your own body, you have become someone else: because you feel your new nipples the size of a goat's udder rubbing against the satin silk sheets... You also feel that you have a functional penis AND vagina, which is also new...

You are lying spooned with the woman, your large cock resting between the cheeks of her ass like a hot-dog in a bun, and one of the men similarly rests behind you. You feel the blissful contentment of having fucked and been fucked quite thoroughly last night, a full orgy with one dick in your ass, one in your twat, and your dick filling this woman's cunny. You shortly realize you also are a giant, as you look over yourself you see that you must stand at least three meters tall, and next to the bed is a giant suit of armor that must be at least three-and-a-bit meters tall. It is adorned in the blue-and-gray of the Alpha Legion but bears no markings of Chaos: only the three-headed hydra of the Alpha Legion on the left shoulder.

You wrack your brains trying to remember what's going on, but instead of direct answers, you make contact with the original owner of this body.

:So, I am possessed, am I?: the strange voice inside your new head asks.

:Who are you?: You query of this other mind.

:You may call me Jessica Q Herriot, little gamer, and I advise you to answer to that name until this campaign is over,: Jessica responds.

:What's going on here, I thought I was supposed to be playing a Chaos affiliated Dawn Of War campaign...?: You ask.

:You ARE, but you selected to be an 'officer', so you are inside and in control of MY body, which I can't say I'm pleased about,: Jessica explains further.

:Well, if I'm going to control your body, what kind of person are you, and what's the plan for the campaign?: You ask.

:*Sigh!* I'm a sergeant, not a commander, I don't know the plan, only that we are aboard the chaos Battleship Bellerophon and on our way to attack an Imperial Planet of some kind. But as for the other question; I'm a futanari space marine of the Alpha Legion, a devotee of the Uriac Congregation of the Chaos-Gods, and a sergeant within the warband of the aspiring chaos champion Maximus Romero. I'm fairly young for a Chaos Space Marine, and very rare in that I'm still fully sexually active, as well as having female genitalia. I answer to female pronouns and am not in a committed relationship; was there anything else?: Jessica asks.

Suddenly, you feel the woman whose right breast you've been idly fondling while you chatted begin to stir, and you must decide what to do...

A: What Do You Do Now?
A1: Stop fondling her in hopes she falls asleep again.
A2: Kiss her to keep her quiet.
A3: Wake up everyone for another orgy.
A*: Something Else...

This chapter is not the start of a [QUEST] thread. Though suggestions are welcome I'm under no obligation to follow them and can/will ignore anything that doesn't suit my fancy. The options above are presented here mostly as a reminder to me of different ideas I wanted to pursue.

That said, I'm inclined to follow the suggestions of the readers if they align with my vision for the story, so if you feel like voting on any chapter like this: go ahead! (Even with suggestions for new directions to take it.) I never know what might strike my fancy and inspire a new chapter...