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In a room star star star star halfstar


 

The sign reads


"Welcome all new travellers.

 

To continue you must go through a series of doors.

 

After going through you will pick a costume. You will then become a half- human and half that creature.

 

After a week(100 mins a hour,20 hrs a day,10 days a week) has passed you may morph and get another costume. To start of with you will only be able to become 40% human to 60% human.

 

If you put on a costume you will then become that creature, be teleported to it's home town and have to wait a week before being able to morph.

 

After 50 costumes you may change into one of your other costumes and become 30% to 70% human. When changing costumes you must wait at least an hour before you can change costumes again.

 

100 different species/gender costumes allows you to gender-morph and become 20% to 80% human

 

200 different species costumes allows you to combine costumes and become 10% to 90% human

 

400 different species costumes allows you to return to your world with no more morphing

 

And 800 different species costumes makes a polymorph and allows you to morph outside of this world.

 

Also if you have a costume like a centaur then the human part will always be human and is counted towards the human percentage.

 

Any gender/species transformation magic of yours can only change your gender(if you have at least 100 costumes) and the animal part to a different animal.

 

When you change into a different costume (that you already have) you may teleport to that species home town but you will have the week penalty where you have no costume changes.

 

If you die while wearing a costume you will be reborn at the local inn (or appropriate location ). If you have more then 100 costumes you will lose the costume you had when you died and go to an appropriate place for your next costume.

 

If you fail to make it out in 100 years(100 weeks in a year) one of your possible forms will be chosen and you will be permanently stuck in that form(apart from magic) until you die. Also there will be no possibility of going back to your world.

 

Also, one final note: should you take a female form and become pregnant, you won't be able to change your gender until the child is born, though the other aspects of your form may change (the child will change to match.) That is all, and good luck!


You realise that you have to do what the sign said to do and go through the doors and grab a costume.

 



Alternatively you could use the key system to determine the room

 

Please type in a number 1 - 18

 

Number 1:
Number 2:
Number 3:

 







Illustrated by catprog

Written by Catprog on 11 February 2004

Normal Land star star halfstar emptystar emptystar


 

You go through the door.

 

All of a sudden it slams shut and with no handle on this side it appears that you are stuck.

 

There are two more doors however and both of them have a sign on them saying

 



Costume room for
Element: Land
Type: Normal
Gender: ????

 

So which door do you want




Illustrated by catprog

Written by Catprog on 26 February 2004

Female Normal Land star star halfstar emptystar emptystar


You go through the door.

 

All of a sudden it slams shut and with no handle on this side it appears that you are stuck.<P/>There are five costumes in this room, all of them female, all of them are normal land creatures.

 

  • Snake
  • <li><span class="female">Wolf</span></li>




Written by Catprog on 26 February 2004

Dog emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar


You look around the room, you see a variety of shelves around the walls, each labeled and what appeared to be a variety of animal costumes, better than trying to leave naked you think to yourself, you walk over to the nearest shelf, upon closer inspection you see all the costumes are labeled with an animal and the gender. You groan to yourself as you come to the realisation that all the costumes are female. "I should have ducked in the other room..."

 

You look over the costumes, trying to find a suitable one. You finaly choose a canine costume, it seemed to be a female german shepherd costume. With a gulp you drop the towel around your waist and step into the costume, pulling on the legs and then the arms. As you pull the zip up the fur seems to flow across your body, you gulp and try to stop but the costume seems to have taken control of your arm and contiunes to pull it up all the way. Once the zipper is up to the top it comes off and you can move the arm of your own will again.

 

There is a pulling senstation from between your legs and you groan, knowing what was happening down there without even looking. As you do you feel a few pulling senstations, your chest flowing into the costume, filling out the extra bust space.

 

The senstation flows out down your legs as the costume skin merges with your own, when it reaches your ankles and feet you wince as you feel the bones shifting and reshaping to a more animalistic configuration, the momentary weakness because of this causes you to drop to your knees.

 

As you look up from the ground, you think that you must be loosing it, seeing that somehow the room is fading out and there is a new room forming around you, a bedroom with a full length mirror appearing on the wall before you.

 

In the mirror you see yourself and you look closer a shocked expression on your all the more canine looking face. "s-six breasts?!" you think out loud, though your voice sounds more barky than usual, and maybe even an octive or so higher.

 

Your arms didnt seem to have changed much, maybe grown a little longer and more feminine, though now ending in canine looking hand/paws with claws rather than hands.

 

Your body shape changes, filling out the feminine proportions of the costume, leaving your head and face the last change to take place. You gulp, feeling the change flow up your spine from yout newly formed tail. Your jaws and nose stretch out into a new and very canine shaped muzzle.

 

Your ears prick up as they elongate and move up your head around the same time as your muzzle forming. You hear the wind rustling the leaves outside the window, which is quite a supprise as you could've sworn the door used to be where the window is now located. Then you go blind for a few seconds as your eyes reshape and the transformation make them a part of your new body .

 

Once you are again able to see, you stagger over to the dresser against the wall, getting used to using your new paws and the new balance of your reshaped body. The ID on the dresser catches your eye, it has your name, and a picture of your new form, it looked the same as the you from the mirror. How could this've happened? You take a deep breath upon seeing that next to sex on the ID, you are labeled "bitch". "Great!" you think aloud, "they actually used bitch, not female."

 




Written by Catprog + Disota on 21 February 2012

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The room is pretty basic. Opening the closest you find a selection of clothes but they are all designed to show off your enlarged chest. You grumble "Not only am I female, I have to advertise the fact?" You walk into the closet and look through the clothes, hoping to find something less revealing, but to no avail. The further back you look, the skimpier the clothes get. With a groan, you eventually pick out the least revealing outfit you can find, a yellow button down shirt with holes places specifically to show off your three cleavages. You find that there are no pants, or even skirts, and all of the shirts stop above the waist...it looked like these shirts were all you had.

 

There is a knock on the door. "Are you in there?" a male voice called. With a gasp, you hurry to put on the shirt before the door is opened. "The door is locked, I can't enter from this side," you hear from the outside. A sigh of relief escapes your lips, but you know you can't just stay in this room forever. Figuring that you might as well get it over with, you walk towards the door.

 

You open the door and on the other side is a male. "Is this your first costume?" he asks.
You nod. "I don't know why the wizard gives the bitches so few clothing options."

 

"Wizard?"

 

"He runs the whole costumeverse, or at the least he set it up. The costumes are triggers to change you and move you to another world."

 

"What for?" you ask, angry that anyone would dare do this to you.

 

"I think he wants to create a perfect world. So, by putting random people in at random times, many different worlds are created for him to compare. There are all sort of creatures in the other worlds, too, even some that only exist in the costumeverse now."

 

"Am I stuck here?"

 

"Only for about a fortnight, then you can get another costume and move onto the next world."

 

"And how long am I going to be stuck going from world to world?"

 

"well 400 costumes allow you to go home, 800 to be fully human-"

 

"800?!" you interrupt. "I don't want to have to go through this 800 times!" Your breasts jiggle uncomfortably as you stomp your foot in rage.

 

"You should of read the sign, it is in the main room"

 

"but.." you start till he interrupts you.

 

"Now we need to find you a job for the fortnight."

 

"I have to work?"

 

"Yes, there is no charity here. You should of been given a bunch of skills that we need, though."

 

"Skills? What sort of skills?"

 

"Well woodcutting, hauling, taking care of babies for example," he answers "We will see, if you follow me please." He turned and walked down a hallway, beckoning for you to walk behind him.

 

You follow and notice most of the females are dressed more conservatively. You point it out and he smiles "Yeah there is a big market in new clothing for bitches. It is one of their first purchases in most cases."

 

"I see," you say "So how long do I have to work for new clothes?"

 

"Oh, only about a days work on average for basic clothes."

 

You nod "I guess I should get a job quickly then."

 

He nods "So what do you want to do?"



Written by catprog + llirbwerdnadivad on 26 February 2012

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The strange man’s options didn’t seem appealing to you, despite this, you knew that you couldn’t just sit around doing nothing in particular. Or maybe you could? Maybe it was another option? With such endless choices at your disposal, you may never know the life you could have lived. Anyway, it was clear that he wasn’t the only one waiting for you.
“Well? What do you choose?” His gruff voice jolted you back into reality. Shocked, you jumped slightly as your tail quivered behind you.
“Umm.” you stood for a moment, looking yourself up and down. The absolutely inappropriate clothes you had on. Your anxious mind raced “what kind of job would even let me get away with dressing like this?” you thought.
“We don’t have all day, miss.” For a moment you forgot about the allure of your new body, and the way he addressed you made you uncomfortable. His subtle glances made it even more so.
“Can I just work for myself?” you asked, folding your slender arms across your top row of breasts.
“Alrighteyo!” he said, before promptly leaving you in the room. “Wifi password should be on the paper by your desk!” was the last thing you heard as the large wooden door shut.
“Uhh! Wait!” but by that time it was too late. He had already left you to your own devices. You slumped, annoyed, and confused. Your dark brown ears flopped onto your face, and with an aggravated huff you blew the furred appendage from in front of your eye. “Ugh, now what.”



Written by Driftingdragon on 04 November 2020

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Left to your own devices, there wasn’t much you could figure to do. Freelancing wasn’t something they taught in your school prior, and even then, what kind of job could a bit- uhh, an individual of your stature do in order to make some money around here.
“He said it was by the paper…” You turned in the small confined room. “Where am I even?” it took you a moment for you to catch your bearings. A bed, A cabinet, A computer desk, A television, It seemed to you as if there were a plethora of options before you, though for some reason, the computer seemed to stand out to you the most. “The paper…”
Your eyes scanned the desk for whatever you could find, but to your surprise, the entire desk was filled with papers. All sorts of things were scattered across the wooden tabletop, from tiny texted printing paper, some colorful construction paper, even a few square sheets of origami paper.
“What the heck!” you said. “Which paper was it?” you fondled around for a few minutes, and it seemed as though it would have been impossible to find the password. Your mind was growing exhausted.



Written by Driftingdragon on 07 November 2020

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That was it, you were too tired, you had given up looking for the wifi password. Regardless, the computer’s build seemed to fascinate you more than you could have imagined. Despite the fact that the room you found yourself in was nothing more than ‘shanty’, as if it was the kind of motel-type room one would have horrible things done to them in, the build itself was significantly more sophisticated than anything you could have imagined. It almost seemed out of place.
The case was a futuristic lan box, and RGB lights flashed a rainbow of colors from within. Its droning hues were almost hypnotic as they slowly shifted from color to color so smoothly you could barely tell if they were separate, or if it was all just one blur. Something about this build seemed to compel you more than you would have allowed yourself to admit. The way the clear glass panels displayed its advanced graphics processing unit from inside, its fans turning faster than your brain’s shutter speed could comprehend.



Written by Driftingdragon on 08 November 2020

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You looked at the inner workings of the sophisticated machine through the transparent glass pane on the side of the computer. Your curious eyes looked at the latches holding the hardened glass window and a sudden urge came over you. Instincts took over as your textured paw pads stuck to the glass; friction helped you out, sticking your delicate fingertips to the slippery surface with ease, you slowly opened the side panel of the computer for closer examination.
Wires twisted and turned like endless spans of highways, an entanglement of thick and thin connecters. Electrons traced through bundles of cords varying in color and thickness, and brightly striped resistors directed the main circuit board like a colorful plethora of candy. The whirring sounds of cooling fans were hypnotic to you, and when you reached your clawed hands into the cluster of foreign looking technology you could feel the heat coming from the inside of the steel case.
It took you a moment to understand what you were doing, and even then you were way more frustrated than you would have expected. You took it upon yourself to match primary colored wires together; the monitor blinked a flashing color.
"Hey! That's my favorite color!" You thought to yourself as you continued. Taking that as a sign to keep going, you began to tinker with the motherboard. With a sharp snap, you plucked off the candy-like infinity shapes and popped them in your mouth for a taste. The screen went black, yet you took no mind to it. Your ears perked as the fans went into overdrive, yet the hot humid air from within still only intensified. It irritated your fur and you scratched hard, clawing at the little furs lining your arms. Dander fell onto the tiny copper pins of the machine as you went crazy on your own forearms until a thick layer of snow coated the inside of the device.
Suddenly, smoke began to rise from within, causing you to sneeze your respiratory droplets all over the deep greens of the main board. The acidic smell of the wispy greys coming from the tower shocked you back into the real world. It turns out that you hadn’t done anything particularly useful in the past few hours you spent bothering the device. For a moment you had even forgotten what you were doing there.
It all happened in an instant, a bright flash, the sound of crackling materials, the heated blaze of a fire, it was an explosion. Everything seemed to fade away in a white flash, apparently you had done something completely wrong. Anyway, you seemed to have spent your time poorly.



Written by Driftingdragon on 11 November 2020


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