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You are standing by a tree star star star emptystar emptystar


There are 3 paths.

 

One appears to go to a jungle,
one appears to go to a cave,
one appears to go to a beach,
you could try and climb the tree,
there is a nearby shop you could go in,
or you could do something else.

 

So what's its going to be?




Illustrated by Catprog

Written by catprog on 01 April 2003

In the shop star halfstar emptystar emptystar emptystar


There is a table with a sign saying

<strong>Free Sample:</strong>
Take one

 

On the table there is a fridge with a range of liquids. Also on the table are various magical trinkets including costumes. What would you like to take, or would you like to buy something?



Written by catprog on 10 April 2003

Other star emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar


You decide to get something else. But what?



Written by catprog on 13 December 2005

Play the VR Game star emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar


You find a pair of vr googles.

 

You put them on and you find yourself in a game, but which one?



Written by on 06 August 2005

Adventure Game emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar


For a moment, you sit staring at the computer screen. The game loaded so quickly, that now you’re waiting in of an opening screen. The pixels quickly formulate themselves into the backdrop of an open field on all sides of you. The faintest motion of wind rustling the thick landscape of grasses ripples across your vision, but even as the distant landscape formats with the loading page, nothing but the field is there. You shift your head, turning your gaze within the virtual reality of the game to check to your sides, but find only more of the same rippling landscape there as well. The same, golden shade of grass sprouted up from the Earth on all four sides of your body.

 

Eyebrows knitting together, you try to figure out what is supposed to be happening. “There’s nothing here” you mutter, considering trying to remove the goggles you’d placed on until you notice a selection screen. “Choose your character” flashed as fading white letters in the distant backdrop of blue sky. You read it, though you’re not sure what character to select or even how to do that.

 

You eyes scanned over everything again, noticing that a sign had been added to the game off to the left, font sketched into its surface: “Random.”

 




Written by Picklessauce69 on 08 December 2015

Custom emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar


You still can't believe the quality of this virtual reality game, from how real the world looks to the sounds of rippling grass around yourself, gently swaying strands that rustles in a digital breeze.

 

You look back to the small sign in front of you, a small frown on your face at the sight of the word 'Random'. In your experience, anything that was up to chance could only end poorly, and you begin to look for another sign.

 

Much to your surprise, before you can fully turn, the sign before you flickers, the letters twisting and morphing into a different word entirely: 'Custom'. You smile at that, a faint chuckle escaping your throat. "Now this is what I'm talking about."

 

You head to the sign and tap it, marveling at how the game was somehow able to give you a sense of tactile immersion. As you press the sign, it glows gently; and several new options pop up, far more than you'd expected. There's the expected race and gender menus, but also a series of odd menus, like 'stance' and 'species'.

 

The only question is... Which button do you press next?



Written by SketchySeraph on 09 March 2016

Gender (Female) emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar


Never one to beat around the bush, you go straight for the gender option, arching an eyebrow as a few more options than you had expected appear. Male and female are there, of course; but there's also categories for hermaphrodites and gender-neutral settings. You ignore the last two for now, focused on the first two selections instead.

 

While it would be nice to play this game in your natural male gender, you can't help but remember how all of your characters in roleplaying games are female. It's a dilemma, but one that only lasts a few seconds. Old habits beat natural instincts, and you press the 'female' button with a grin on your face.

 

The effects of your action are immediate, a strange sensation flowing through your form, like you've just been dipped into a warm pool. You look down and find that for form is beginning to change, your arms and legs becoming slimmer; your hips beginning to round.

 

Your scalp tingles as though someone's massaging it, and you watch as your hair grows longer and longer; until it hangs in your peripheral vision and rests against your neck.

 

You've never grown your hair out this long before, so this is quite a novel sensation, and you brush the strands that tickle your cheeks to a spot behind your ears. Of course, the most prominent change is the one to your chest, as a pair of supple breasts slowly stretch out your shirt, held tight against the fabric. You can't help but let out a small moan at the feeling of how tightly your clothing is hugging you in some places, and you hurriedly undo the top two buttons of your shirt.

 

You know that you should probably be more modest, given that you're apparently now a woman; but you also realize that you're in a videogame. The judgment of a few pixels doesn't bother you in the least, and you look down to find yourself staring at a modest pair of breasts.

 

Naturally, you let your hands wander to them, squeezing each gently only to moan as a spike of sensation shoots through your form. That was unexpected; somehow that really felt... Real, for lack of a better term. You grin and make a mental note to explore your form later, letting your hands fall back to your curvy hips as you look back to the screen.



Written by SketchySeraph on 10 March 2016

Species(Vixen) emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar


Your gender settled, your hand moves over to the array of species available. A few of the more exotic options catch your eye, but eventually your slender hand settles on, “Fox”.

 

A gasp escapes you as a strange pressure above your rear causes you to arch your back in surprise. Small hairs are emerging along the growing bulge as you bring your hand to it, the hairs slowly gliding along your fingers as they grow steadily longer and thicker. After a few seconds pass, your tail has grown long enough for you to see the white furred tip when you look over your shoulder. Another second later, a black stripe is in sight, followed soon by a solid column of orange-red fur. It feels oddly numb and stiff as it grows, but upon its completion it feels like a natural extension of your body. A few tentative swishes confirm your full control of the new limb.

 

Your hand is drawn away from your new appendage to scratch at an itch that’s suddenly formed on the top of your head. Actually, as you begin to scratch for some relief, you discover it’s coming from two distinct points. A small wave of relief flows down from your head as you scratch, the tingling sensation growing as a pair of fur covered tips start to tickle against the palms of your hands. The emerging ears slowly grow fuller and larger, feeling almost like they’re made of velvet as your fingers gently stroke over them. So entranced are you with their growth that you barely even registered that your normal human ears disappeared somewhere in the process.

 

Your ears tickle at your palms for a short while, though strangely the feeling stops after a short while. Confused, you bring your hands down in front of you and are shocked to find the palms of your hands are now covered in a rough brown padding. A similar padding covers the tips of your fingers as well, and you wonder in the back of your mind if paw prints are as unique as finger prints.

 

An itching sensation similar to the one that occurred with the growth of your new vulpine ears begins to encompass your hands as well. Small, fine hairs began to push their way through your skin, bristling against your fingers as you scratch away. They quickly begin to grow thicker and longer, your hands slowly looking like they’re a set of brown furred gloves. A similar feeling is coming over your feet as they race to catch up with the changes in your hands.

 

Your nose begins to itch, distracting you from the orange fur that’s slowly working its way down your arms and up your legs. You feel it wrinkle and twitch as if a sneeze is coming on, and your mouth begins to open in anticipation. The urge seems to grow ever stronger, but the actual sneeze seems forever in coming. Your jaw begins to ache as it feels continuously stretched, and in fact it does begin to stretch outwards. As your mouth begins to grow longer and more canine, your nose also begins to darken and grow slightly wet as well. Even your tongue isn’t spared from expansion as your teeth begin to sharpen and shift in your mouth, and you soon find yourself with a fully canine muzzle.

 

ACHOO! Guess there was a sneeze in there after all! You rub your new nose, hand also brushing against the small canine whiskers on either side of your muzzle. You’re a fully an anthropomorphic vixen now, covered in fur from head to toe. Orange is your primary color now, with hands and feet of brown fur and white fur covering your chest and belly. Your new coat feels warm but not stiflingly hot, and other than for your padded hands and feet is soft to the touch.

 

The transformation seems to be complete, leaving you with only your stance option for now. You open the options menu and, after much deliberation, your padded finger gently presses on…

 




Written by LunaMoonstone on 09 November 2016

Stance(Bipedal) emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar


Though some of the other options do seem intriguing, playing as a different gender and species is enough change for one day. You confirm your selection for two-legged movement and finalize the changes, now finding yourself in your new anthropomorphic vixen form.

 

You spend a moment getting used to moving around in your new body, getting used to the new features and shapes. It’s pretty easy to adjust, and while memories of your old body aren’t disappearing, you feel as though you’ve been this way your whole life. It’s a serious credit to the virtual reality experience that this all feels so incredibly natural, you think.

 

The experience IS still a game, however, as you’re reminded when a new screen pops up in front of you a moment later. Choose Your Class, the screen reads. Pictures of several weapons and armor sets are pictured below. Your hand gently swipes through the number of options available, but finally you settle on…



Written by LunaMoonstone on 25 November 2016

Class(Evoker) emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar


As soon as you press the button for the simple red robes and stick-like wand, the entire world is plunged in darkness. If not being able to see more than a foot in front of your face wasn’t bad enough, your surroundings seem to have changed as well. You can barely even see your feet in the darkness, forcing you to squat down and feel around and feel the paved stone that’s now underneath it.

 

You feel around frantically for something, ANYTHING to get your bearings. When your hand bumps against something you grab it desperately. Pulling up the unknown object, you recognize it as the wand that was paired with the robes for the Evoker class. Small glowing runes appear in on the wand as you examine it. They mean nothing to you at first, but as you continue to study them they start to shift and change into readable words.

 

“Bickus Flickus?” A small whooshing sound draws your attention as you read the strange words to a newly lit candle. As the glow grows, you can make out a wooden desk and chair, as well as the robes you saw earlier sitting on a nearby hook. With no other landmarks to work with, you approach the desk, pausing to slip the robes over your nude form before examining the desk further.

 

A tome sits open atop the desk, the writing similar to the runes on your wand earlier. The mysteries of where you are and what happened are suddenly secondary to the riddles hidden within this book. Despite yourself you sit down and begin to pour over the pages, unbothered by the unreadable script. They say knowledge is power, and your thirst for knowledge drives you to dive into the book.

 

Minutes pass, then hours(or so it feels). The only sound in the room is of paper rustling as you turn the pages. The runes are still undecipherable to your logical mind, but that’s not what’s driving you at the moment. Your subconscious is understanding what all these symbols really are; instructions. Directions. Power. Magic.

 

With a start so sudden you surprise yourself a little, you slam the book close and stand up. A light illuminates a nearby wall, revealing a metal shield hanging against it. It should serve as a perfect target to practice your new spell on.

 

“Firus Flickus!” A small sweep of your wand accompanies your new spell, noticing the tip of the wand glowing bright red as you point it at the shield. The glow grows in brightness and size for a moment before shooting toward the shield with a shot. The miniature fireball strikes the shield, the flames bursting and leaving a small black scorch mark where it hit. You repeat this a few more times, cementing the spell in your mind.

 

Your eyes glance back briefly toward the tome, wanting to immediately dive back in. There’s still so much more hiding in that book, but regretfully you close it for now. There’s magic in everything; books, things, even people. You need to go out and experience that, and see how those magics all interact and work with one another as well as how those things change when you add your own magics to them. Once you have a better understanding of that, only then will more of the tomes secrets will be revealed to you. It’s regretful, but you can’t just stay holed up with your book all day.

 

Besides, there’s still so many MORE books waiting to be found…



Written by LunaMoonstone on 21 January 2017

Enter The Main Library emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar


As you exit the room you’re greeted by dozens of book filled shelves on either side of you. Judging from the sheer number of them and the way the shelves are labeled, you quickly surmise you’re in a library. This library seems to carry both magical and non-magical tomes as you casually glance over the shelves, seeing titles ranging from a cook book titled, “How Not To Burn Water” to a spell book titled, “How To Burn Water Elementals”. It even carries comics and manga as well, though it is a little weird to find the latest issue of, “Normal Life With Monster Men” just one shelf over from a tome illustrating the physical dissection of monster men.

 

You try to read a couple of the tomes that seem like they contain spells, only to find your eyes glazing over within seconds. Whatever sub-conscious understanding that guided you through learning your first spell is doing nothing to help you with these advanced magical formulas. Maybe once you’ve had a bit more experience with magic you can try them again, but now you’re not sure you could even begin to pronounce the first words of some of these spells. As regretful as it feels to ignore this knowledge, you’re just going to have to come back later.

 

Racking your brain for the usual fantasy tropes about how to proceed from here, you decide to…



Written by LunaMoonstone on 20 October 2017

Find A Trainer emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar


Every student needs a good teacher, especially a student of magic. You could glean more from these advanced spell books once you see how someone else understands it, maybe even get access to some new spells that you wouldn’t otherwise. Besides, it probably wouldn’t hurt to have someone with a bit more magical knowledge around when you’re still learning yourself, if only to have a counter-spell ready in case of a mishap. Settling on this course of action, you approach the elderly goat woman sitting at the main desk of the library and ask if there’s any sort of magical classes offered there.

 

“While we do stock some spell tomes, most of our classes are for less magical subjects.” She informs you. “The Mage’s Guild would be much better suited to help you with the arcane arts.” With that, she gives you directions toward the guild. With a smile and a thank you, you exit the library and follow her directions.

 

Her directions are clear, and with the additional aid of some street signs you’re able to find the guild easily enough. You ponder whether you should head in right away or do some more exploring of the town first.



Written by LunaMoonstone on 21 October 2017


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