That’s her duty.

No, now is not the time to think about that. It is because of her that her son is in this situation. Either she will take responsibility and help him somehow, or she will not be able to look herself in the eyes. She pressed yes.

The icons twirled like in a casino, after which they showed two high-rarity cards:

Tattoo-All in: your entire beautiful body (except for your face) will be covered in a variety of tattoos. I hope this will not interfere with your work as a nurse. Now you are a real object of art.

Gender-Futanari: now your XX chromosome will be slightly diluted by the XY chromosome. You will grow a big penis, but you will still have your vagina. I hope you will not be hindered by periodic erections.

Bernie turned white. Yes, she was firmly confident in her decision, but still no one forbade her to suffer and be shocked by this. A penis, she will have a penis. This thought terrified her. She, too, will be incomprehensible.

-And what will they think of me?

"They won't think anything of you"

The mother noticed another Perez text and from her painful experience immediately paid attention.

"Well, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Now is there something squeezing you between your legs? Take an additional feature and everyone around will forget about the fact that you have some extra details, this will also become the norm."

After thinking for a couple of seconds (after all, this is the additional feature that brought her this unit) she still decided. The phone immediately gave out:

"Muscle galore-Gymbunny: in addition to your muscle growth now, you will have a passionate need to go to the gym, pump up your body there and watch other pumped up bodies. After all, muscles are one of the most attractive features in a man.»

She read the text and relaxed a little. "It could have been worse," she thought, after which the changes began to take effect. They were activated in the order they were received. The tattoos came first. Bernadette suddenly began to feel a stabbing burning sensation all over her body. It was terribly unpleasant, as if needles were poking everywhere at once. She felt sick from it and almost lost consciousness. When she bent over, caught her breath, stood up and looked in the mirror, she gasped. Her entire body was painted with a picturesque ornament. She had long wanted to get a tattoo, but was afraid of what others would think. Now that she was left with ****, she realized that she had been putting it off in vain. Grape vines, flower petals, a snake crawling up her leg to her thigh and much more. It felt like there was no white left on her body. Of course, you could find a couple of obscenities (like the inscription: "OBEY to me"), but it was all unimportant compared to the rest of the beauty of her body. She decided to lift her T-shirt for a while and saw a majestic ascending dragon on her entire back as the main tattoo, and it was magnificent. She possessed this new change, so much so that she had already forgotten about the other two. Suddenly she felt pain in her groin. She experienced the strongest excitement, while a healthy bump grew and grew and grew in her pants. She had to sit down again and with a deft movement of both hands she instantly tore off her shorts, realizing what awaited her.

-I'M CUMMING!!!

A stream of white liquid flew out of her new organ and pussy, flying straight out the open window (so that they wouldn't shit in the bushes).She finally saw her dick and damn it was huge. It was many times bigger than the pod that the guy from the club had. It was as long as a book (a volume of the Berserk manga to be exact) and as thick as a can of beer. She was very glad that she chose the deal, because it would have been impossible to hide the size of the gift. Now you could see in her shorts how they sagged slightly in the center. And speaking of the deal: it was time to train. The pain all over her body returned again, only now it was her needles. It felt like Bernadette had been dragging pieces of a house at a construction site almost her entire life and now it all gave into her body. She immediately felt herself getting bigger again, even bigger than when she was a Milf. When the pain went away she felt incredible lightness. It was as if she was floating. She looked in the mirror again to measure the scale of the tragedy. The T-shirt she had been wearing before her very first transformation was slightly too small for her. When she became young again, it was too big for her. Now, this T-shirt hugged her big muscles, emphasizing her "labor". She really looked like her original state, only now her breasts were smaller, her face was much younger, and she looked like a professional athlete. Neck, biceps, triceps, all of it was in great shape.

-Well, at least I got back some of my authority over my son. Now I can still take for his mother.She was a pumped up average man and had a penis bigger than theirs. She looked like a Femdom dream. Remembering her experience with the "tail" she immediately rushed to close the windows in the hope that no one saw it. After that, she sat down on the couch and began to wait for her son to return. Now they definitely had something to talk about.

-BOOOOOOEEEEH.

Rick felt bad, but he himself did not know why. In the bar, as a result of his activities, he did not drink anything, but his body continued to be in a state of rocking. So why go to the club if not to drink? Well, that's how it was. When he went to university to become a lawyer, he joined a rumor study group. Like his mother, this topic interested him. And like his mother, he was interested in the story about The Gatcha game of changes. He did not believe the story, but he did not want to risk it himself, something told him that it was better not to test it on himself. Having delved into the topic from the outside, he began to uncover various interesting stories. Someone's girlfriend downloaded the program and was never seen again, and someone's daughter behaved incredibly indecent. And finally, he clearly saw the effect of the application on one of the girls who succumbed to rumors. As a result, they fully understood what the application does to people, but how, why or who does it was unclear. Now they decided to move away from this topic and look for other stories. So they came to the Asmodeus club. There, he and his colleague Alex collected more rumors and checked them. Suddenly, while Rick was talking to another extremely beautiful girl from whom he tried to get a number, he began to feel very sick, and here he is.He didn't really understand which toilet he had run into, but it didn't matter now. He just wanted to feel better. Then he relaxed a little and looked in the mirror above the sink. And an unfamiliar woman looked at him. At first he didn't get the joke, but when he finally relaxed he finally realized and……

-AAAAAAAAAA!!!

A shrill female squeal was heard, which surprised Rick even more. The mirror reflected not a young guy, but a young beautiful girl, and judging by everything, this girl was him. Taking a closer look, he noticed that it was not quite a girl. She had many more masculine features, but even so, it was definitely not Richard.

-Oh no, I haven't changed there either, have I?

He opened the door to the toilet with a sharp movement……. And there was no urinal in all the toilets. He didn't understand what was happening. He left the toilet for a while and looked where he had gone. As usual: men's room on the right, women's on the left, like everywhere else. But for some reason, it was on reflex that he went into the women's. Well, who hasn't been in this situation. He was already reaching for the door of the men's room, but he couldn't even touch the handle. Some strange, mind-burning feeling that this was wrong stopped him. Like the moment when you restrain yourself from a passionate desire to hit an annoying child, but much stronger. Not understanding what was happening, he decided to try to enter the women's room for the sake of an experiment, and everything worked out. The pain became weaker, but there was still a slight echo of it, somewhere in the area of ​​his T-shirt and pants. Having entered the women's room, he finally decided to sit on the toilet and see what was wrong with his dick. - Shit. Well, at least in place.His dick was still there, but it had become much smaller. It was the size of his thumb. And then he felt something moving it slightly. Something warm and soft, right next to his ass.

-Damn, why is it so uncomfortable to sit? And why is this toilet so small?

Unable to bear it, he jumped up. He was already pissed off at everything, he did not understand what was happening at all. There was nothing on the white throne. Rick carefully sat down again and the feeling returned. Realizing that the problem was not in the toilet, but in the "Guy" himself, he decided to look in the mirror again, and he almost got stuck in the door of the toilet stall. Squeezing through it, he realized what was going on. His ass was huge. It looked as if two balloons inflated to the limit had been shoved into it. His stance had also changed. He slightly pushed his ass back and straightened his back in an arc. He didn't find this position uncomfortable, but when he walked, his butt shook like a student about to have an exam. His new way of walking contributed to this. He decided to touch this bumper and it was as if he was digging into a memory foam pillow. It was an incredibly pleasant feeling.

-Rikaaa, are you coming soon?

The guy jumped up. It was Alex. Damn, she was going to come in here. And how do I explain all this to her?

-No, please, Alex, don't come in (damn, my voice has become feminine too)!

-Rika, why are you hanging around? We're already going home!!

Rick was confused. Alex was not embarrassed by anything in this situation and she acted as if it had always been like this. Wait, RIKA? He urgently looked at his license. Rica Richardson. So the documentation had changed too? He tried to remember his name, but all that popped into his head was Rica. He wanted to cry. He looked at Alex and said:

-Yeah, let's go. But didn't you notice anything strange? You mean in me?

A REAL girl looked at "HER" appraisingly and answered:

-No, Sissy was still a girl. But I still don't get your idea to wear men's clothes.

What, what?! SISSY GIRL?!? So he is known to the world now? He completely lost touch with reality. Hanging his head and saying: "well then let's go" and a juicy slap on the ass from Alex to cheer them up, they walked out of the club. Rika wanted to be outraged by this, but she was exhausted after this disgustingly long day. Her friend gave her a ride home. Now the ex-boyfriend could at least rest.

P.S.-JOKES FROM RUSSIA:

Petka and Vasily Ivanovich are sitting in the sauna.

-Petka, do you know what the objecton is?

-Vasily Ivanovich, I haven't recovered from the nuance yet.