Experiment over

“Okay, that’s enough.” Joanna’s voice drifted to you from far away, barely registering. Joanna tapped the screen a few more times, and then it was gone. You blinked in confusion as the changes wore off. Who were you again? Rina? No, that wasn’t right. Lance! The haze cleared as your body finished the last of its changes back to normal. Or, at least, the new normal. Joanna’s normal. “What the fuck?!” You scrunched up your face and crossed your arms self-consciously, glaring at Joanna while shrinking back from her.

“Was that some sick fetish of yours or something, Mistress?” Being **** to call Joanna that made you even more angry, and you stamped your foot in rage. “Gosh, you’re so cute when you get all riled up! And no, not exactly, though now that you mention it…” Joanna tapped around on the screen. Without warning, your world turned to chaos.