Thomas Anderson

You adjust your tie and grip your briefcase tightly, taking a breath to steady your nerves. This was your chance, a meeting with the executive comittee which, if all went well, could end up making you the youngest partner in the company's history.

Another deep breath in as you walk down the hall towards the Boardroom. Your eyes turn to a mirror on the wall and you stop to take one last look at yourself. Your short, dark brown hair is slicked back, face smooth and freshly shaved. The black business suit gives you an air of confidence as you pull myself up to your full height of five foot and ten inches.

Confident you look your best, you continue down the hall. After spending about twenty minutes waiting in a small antechamber, a secretary walks over and informs you its time for your meeting. One final deep breath as you open the door and step into the Boardroom.

Except thats not what greets you. After a strange flash of light, you find yourself at the entrance to an overly feminine theme park. The sun beats down on you as the gates swung open, welcoming you inside. You turned around in confusion and your heart starts to slam against your chest as you see the other side of the gate behind you. The gates creaked again and slam shut, leaving you trapped in SissyLand.

With no other options you begin to look around. You seem to be in a plaza, of sorts, with paths branching off all around it. Spotting a nearby map kiosk, you quickly headed over in the hopes of finding any useful information. The map shows you are in a centralized location, with no exits marked anywhere. Even the gates behind you have seemingly vanished! You took a last look at the map, seeing the park is divided into sections, as many such places are, and decide to pick one at random to explore while you search for a way out.