Eliminated CYOA

Eliminated CYOA

You Are Eliminated Before You Can Even Play

Chapter 1 by Deathcon Deathcon

It was a seemingly normal day in my life, when I heard a banging on my door. Not expecting any visitors, I go to look through the peephole at who it could be. But instead, I simply open the door! Gasping at my bodies incorrect action, a tall woman in robes brushes past my stock still form, into my house and beyond. Picking my jaw up off the floor, I slam the door shut and storm after her. Is this a robbery? A police officer? An overly aggressive Jehovah's Witness? What is happening?!

Quickly finding the woman again, I see that she's slung herself over the first piece of furniture she can find, and is taking in your living quarters with mild disinterest. Upon entering the room, her eyes turn back to me, and she commands me to sit down. I do so immediately, my body clearly disobeying me again. Out of her bag she was apparently carrying with her, she pulls a stack of papers.

"Hi there. You can call me Hawk... I guess. It's a code name but that's fine. You see, I'm an extremely powerful witch, and I've been sent here to eliminate you..." My eyes go wide. She notices, and smiles. "I'm not going to kill you, know that before you start freaking out. I'm a flesh witch, I work with people's bodies." Her lips curl up in a devilish grin. Suddenly, I am just as scared as if she had said she was going to kill me.

"So... I'm going to turn you into a bimbo! You know... big tits? Small brain? How does that sound little man? Not that you have a choice in the matter. You see... you have a very... interesting destiny. A man, who I'm not going to name, is planning to take over the world. The only problem is that it's your destiny in two years' time to stop him. Something about a sword fight on top of the Empire State Building? It's quite wild. But anyway, that's not what he wants right? Let's call him... your Nemesis. Your Nemesis has seen his future, and he wants you out of it. So he's hired me to completely change your fate. He could have just hired someone to kill you, but in the specific wants to humiliate you exactly how you humiliated him. Did you beat him in a sword fight and then turn him into a bimbo? I have no idea, he was foaming at the mouth at this point when he was describing the situation. Screaming and knocking over furniture just thinking about you. He said the vision was very blurry, but he could identify you. I guess you really fuck him up in the future."

She narrows her eyes at me. A predatory glee in them. "But not anymore. I'm going to turn you into a bimbo as per my orders, and you're going to go on living whatever pathetic lust-stricken life you'll crave out for yourself. So let's get started! I'm not a heartless bitch either, I'll let you design your own body. It's the least I can do. I'll even throw in some free magic powers too? And maybe some artifacts? Humans like you like collecting cool magical stuff right?" She asks.

"Can I stay male?" I asked her weakly.

"No you can't stay male sir, that's the completely unreasonable price you have to pay for you doing something in the future that hasn't happened yet." Hawk tells me. "I can give you a choice between female and futanari though."

Female or Futanari?

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