Octopus

I couldn't say what my brain was up to, but something about this outrageous situation, combined with the fire in my pants, provided me with a sudden burst of inspiration. Sudden, and devious, inspiration.

What about a Faunus with tentacles? A tentacle-y guy?

Before I could hit the pause button to consider, I was already running through a list of creatures I knew.

"Squid, octopus, star-nosed mole, cuttlefish, Cthulu--wait, can I even use Cthulu? Hmm...imagine that! John Doe, the Cthulu beast..."

[Sorry, Conquerer. It's best to put that idea out of mind. Cthulu is not an option for the Faunus race.]

Yeah. I guess that made sense. Even the magic floating screen that promises to grant me magic fuckboy powers has limits. So then, what about his more normal cousins if not the mighty Cthulu?

"What benefits come with choosing the squid?" I ponder aloud.

[The squid Faunus comes with extra limbs that can be detached or combined with the Faunus' original pair of arms at any time, which are useful for wielding many weapons in combat or defending oneself. They are also useful for restraining potential bed partners, bondage, and other sexual acts. However, utilizing up to four extra pairs of limbs will come with a heavy learning curve. These limbs can end in hands or tentacles, interchangeable after a short delay. Like any cephalopod of the sea, you also release ink as a camouflaging substance. Due to likely being out of water most of the time, this trait has been modified to release clouds instead, as a skunk would.]

"Do those clouds smell?" I don't want my B.O. scaring off anyone before I even say hi!

[No. Just use them to hide.]

I find the idea of more arms an appealing prospect. They can serve multiple purposes--provided as the screen says, I can learn to master coordinating all their movements at once. And I can even retract them all, so I'm not stuck with a bulky upper body! I'm not sure I'd make use of the ink too much, but I won't complain. I'm going to need all the help I can get to survive, both in and out of the bedroom.

"Hold up. I shouldn't decide without looking at all viable options. What about the octopus?"

[Octopi Faunus are equipped with one less pair of arms than the squid, and being cephalopods, they both share the trait of ink secretion. However, due to their differing anatomical structures, the Octopi Faunus lacks rigid bones. They can contort and move their bodies in ways that would be extremely painful or impossible for others. In bed, this can spice up sex depending on the current activity.]

One less pair of arms, huh? And in return, I'd get another trait. As far as I can tell, I'm not getting cheated out of anything by losing two. Eight would still be plenty for basically anything I can think of.

I feel like I'm about ready to make my choice. Yet, in the smallest corner of my head, the last rational and logical aspects that have continually been shocked into submission since I've woken up...wherever here is, speak up, reminding me of something I read on the screen when it told me I could become a Faunus.

"Screen?"

[What piece of information do you desire?]

"You mentioned that the Faunus race needed at least a tail or ears, minimum. Emphasis on minimum. If I can retract the extra arms back into me, what will make me identifiable as a Faunus?"

[That's nice to see. I was worried you would only be capable of thinking with your dick.]

"Excuse me?!"

[To answer, the squid Faunus possesses a rubbery, dark-colored skin that glints in sunlight. The octopi Faunus has spots covering varying parts of its body at random, like freckles. Ilia, the chameleon Faunus, is a visual example of what this would look like.]

That was an easy choice. Rubber for skin, or spots? I might be willing to get a bunch more arms, and some freaky animal-girl attraction powers, but I don't think I'm ready for something as drastic as changing my skin. "I want to become the octopi Faunus."

The paper in my hand grew hotter in my hand. As I looked down at it, puzzled, it burst into flames, scaring the living daylights out of me. I shrieked, hurling the devil sheet as far away as I could while I jumped back, checking my hand for burns. Thankfully no, which I didn't question, since I was no longer puzzled. Just pissed.

"What the hell?! Screen!"

[The occasional prank can be an enjoyable event for both sides. Keep that in mind, Conquerer.]

[Are you ready to begin?]

>>Yes<<

I stare at the button, wondering if it'll also try to combust. Then I sigh, and press it, shutting my eyes and hoping for the best. Who knows, maybe I'll appear in the middle of an orgy, or--