A Blank Place
What Will Decide About Yourself
Chapter 1
by dracone
You suddenly awake and find yourself in a strange and unfamiliar place. The room is Spartan and a sterile white, as are all the rest of the room. You can barely make out the sheets and bed as you look at them, despite literally being in contact with them and the closest you could possibly be. Not even a hospital would be this bland, and the lack of windows is also concerning.
Getting out of the bed, you notice your complete lack of attire, and the fact you have nothing adorning your chest or groin where breasts and sexual organs should be was far more than concerning. You didn't even have nipples on your chest, it was unnaturally smooth when you felt there. Then you noticed how your fingers were different sizes and shapes, it was almost like a child playing doctor had put a mannequin together with a bunch of random parts, you then noticed your hands, feet, and toes were in a similar predicament. Even your skin tone is neutral, betraying no signs of any demographic you might be from.
After a few minutes, you manage to find the door and make your way out. You begin to wander the hallways you find until you find a group of equally featureless individuals, even their faces are blank and you don't see any ears anywhere on their heads, and of course, no hair anywhere on any part of their bodies. They all seem to be moving in the same direction, almost like they are being directed by something. They all have the same neutral build and color palette, it's almost creepy how that is the case.
As you join the river of featureless figures, you ask the closest individual to you what is going on, only to find you can actually speak but it's in a flat monotone with no inflections to be found (almost like it was coming from a robot), what this whole flow is about. The individual answered in the exact same voice you had just used that someone had found a device that can alleviate the lack of features. That piques your interest and you make your way with the rest of the flow.
After what felt like hours, you still hadn't seen anything to let you know the time of day, you came to a large chamber, with everyone else, to find 12 cylindrical devices that were chrome gray, not the bland sterile white you had been seeing, you had actually been starting to doubt if you could even see any color other than white. There were easily more people than the devices. As you got closer to the devices, you watched as bland, featureless, people went in then came out fully realized individuals. You saw a number of body types and builds come out before they headed off to one of five equally chrome-colored doors at the far end of the room that you hadn't noticed coming in.
After a few more minutes, you can finally enter one of the devices and step inside. As you had seen happen to others, the door closed behind you. Then the whole chamber lit up as a set of interactive holograms lit up before you, the first question was to ask about your physical sexual representation. There were three options: Male, Female, Futanari/Hermaphrodite
Which do you choose?
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You suddenly wake up in a strange place with sterile white walls, in a room that's as sterile and spartan as the walls that are all the exact same shade of sterile white. After finding the exit to the room you begin to wander the sterile halls, only to find humanoid figures that are featureless all heading in the same direction. This story runs entirely on the decisions of the reader's input, you decide everything about what happens to the character, from their physical features and sexual orientation, to some of the minute and obscure aspects about them as they try to decide just what they want to be.
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- Featureless Being, Futanari, Futa, Hermaphradite, Herm
Updated on Mar 19, 2022
Created on Mar 19, 2022
by dracone
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