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
Illustrated by catprog
Written by Catprog on 11 February 2004
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
So which door do you want
Illustrated by catprog
Written by Catprog on 26 February 2004
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
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
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."
"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
"Are there puppies around? Wait, why did I say that?" You ask, shocked at yourself.
He grins "It seems like we have a skill that came with the costume. Yes we do have a hospital where mothers give birth. You could also be providing milk to them, or looking over them to make sure that they are safe."
You don't understand why, but this feels like something part of you REALLY wants to do...you're almost eager to be cuddling the pups, watching them play with each other, making sure that they are fed properly...it sounds perfect to you.
"So I guess that is a yes" he says, smiling at the expression on your face. "Follow me, please. The hospital is across town. We will need you to get you a ticket for the subway"?
"Subway?" you ask.
"Yeah, we have a large city and a large public transport network. Don't worry, you can pay me back later." He opened a door and you had to cover your eyes as the sunlight streamed through, bringing with it a variety of sounds and smells from outside.
"Wow," you say as the smells overtake your? nose "This nose is quite sensitive."
He chuckles "I guess your not used to it. After a week you should be used to it."
He smiles "Yep, And now we will go to the subway, Do you have your driver's license or some other ID?"
Thankful that you had remembered to pocket it, you took out the ID you had found on the dresser, showing it to him.
"Good, we can organize a transport card for you. Luckily, the local station is a big one with a very efficient office."
By now you have arrived at the station. He walks up to the ticket window "I have a newcomer who needs a card."
The person on the other side of the window nods. "If she will come through the door here, we can organize it for her."
You walk through the door and, after showing your ID, you get handed a card. On it is a 3D image of you. "This is one of the new cards. We have a 3D image system now," he explains.
You come out and show it to the person who had brought you here. "Nice, they have only recently brought that imaging system into effect!
"Now we need to go to the hospital. Put your card in the slot by the fare gate." You nod and soon you are on the train to the hospital.
You soon arrive at the hospital. "How am I going to get into the job?" you ask, nervous.
He smiles "Well, they are generally looking for people, so it should not be hard. Some of the jobs are harder to get into. Providing milk is the easiest to get into, though."
"Milk?" you ask. "But don't you have to be nursing to produce milk?"
"They can do it artificially. They have a real problem with getting enough bitches, though."
Though you feel offended at being called a bitch, you are a bit surprised to find that you are excited at the idea of feeding the puppies. Nervously, you ask "How hard is it to get into the other jobs?" Not quite sure you were ready for such a thing so soon after you were transgendered.
"Well, priority goes to those who provide milk, but there might be some vacancies."
"Vacancies in what?"
"Helping the new mothers with their puppies, making sure the older puppies play nice, those sorts of things."
You nod "I see." Looking ahead,? you notice that they have a sign saying 'RECRUITMENT' over a desk. You walk up to the desk, curious about what they're recruiting for.
A woman is sitting at the desk, reading a book. She looks up as you approach. "What's the open position?" you ask, hoping for something you could handle.
"Well there are many options for taking care of the puppies, if that is what you want."
You nod. "I'm wondering what the options are," you say eagerly, a smile on your face.
"Well, their is providing milk of course, looking after the new mothers, the older puppies...we have a lot of applications for the last two, though."
You think carefully about this...providing milk might not be so bad, but the other two jobs seem appealing, too.
Eventually, you reach a decision. "I'll..."
Written by catprog + llirbwerdnadivad on 27 February 2012
Before you began too hastily, you remembered the main issue: your clothes.
“It’s fine you’re not going to need that.” He said, but before he had the time to finish responding, you ripped the bedsheets from the bed and wrapped them around your body in a toga-like fashion. With a quick turn and a smile, you reassured him with your positivity and continued to follow him out of the house.
“May need it later! Gotta care for puppies, right!” he stared for a moment and smiled back.
“We need to hurry if we are to catch the transportation at the right time.” He said before nearly shoving you through the door, brushing against your body as he took up the space around you. Despite feeling a bit discomforted by the gesture, you realized he was just trying to get to business, and you didn’t think twice about it. Yet something about him seemed cold as you draped the thin sheets over your shoulders.
“Something is a problem?” You asked.
“Just worried if they’ll let you on with those.” His snarky tone seemed to be discomforted with you, though you didn’t feel the need to look further into it. Silently, the two of you continued on to the station, it didn’t take long for you both to arrive. “Well this is it.” He said, being a bit short with you as you take in the scene around you.
“Wow! It’s huge!” You said aloud. “Now what do we do?” You asked, turning to him. Without meeting your gaze, he responded.
“Just have to get you a card, of course.” He began walking towards the receptionists’ desk.
Written by DriftingDragon on 01 April 2021
“Identification?” The old woman behind the desk croaked. You looked to the guide behind you, his only response: A shrug. You looked back at the woman and remembered the ID you found earlier and began to fumble for it in the folds of your flowing makeshift dress..
“Will this work?” You said as you checked in with ease. She didn’t say a word thereafter and it didn’t take her long to pull out a new and beautifully imaged picture of you on a flat card. The image itself was actually in three dimensions.
“Wow!” you said to yourself.
“Yep!” the wizard responded. “Some newfangled imaging technology.” He continued. As you both boarded the train, you spent some time admiring your cloak-like dress in the third dimension. Soon thereafter, your mind began to race once again on what the future holds for you.
“What do I do to get this job?” you ask inquisitively.
“Just be yourself! I think you can handle anything.” He said to you in a common tone. “We’ll be arriving soon!” he said to you as you gazed out the window at the city before you.
Written by Drifting Dragon on 27 July 2021
The wizard nodded when you got to the front desk, encouraging you to approach by yourself. Honestly you didn’t even realize that he left shortly after you got there, and you barely noticed the sound of the door closing behind him as your sensitive ears began to pick up the heart pounding away in your chest.
“Hello there!” you asid cheerily. “I’m looking to become a caretaker… Of some sorts.” You asked with a questioning tone.
“There are a few spots available.” The receptionist responded to you. “If you’d like, you can fill out this form for a moment. Once you’re done, just bring it here and then you can wait for a moment to be called.” She explained almost robotically, as if she had rehearsed that hundreds of thousands of times.
“Alright one moment!” you grabbed a seat in the corner of the lobby. You sat comfortably in your modest clothing and began to read through the thick stack of papers. It almost seemed like a book the way they were piled up between the clip almost a centimeter thick. When you began to look at the words spanning across the paper in a tiny hard to read font your head began to spin.
It was as if the tiny bold and italicized letters were a different language and it became almost impossible for you to concentrate on what it said, let alone what your response to any of the questions were
“Okay, I could do this.” You said as you steeled your mind to go through the papers. Filling out the first half of the stack was easy enough. It was almost simple enough for you to do it mindlessly. “Name, Age, Date, Species, Gender.” the standard. There were even a plethora of repeat questions, and soon after being tired out, you began to look around the room, just to take in the ambience.
The mundane task of filling out the papers had taken a toll on you, so during quick mental breaks you would look around and read signs just to clear your mind from all the big worded jargo thrown at you in the document. “Stairs, Daycare room, Hospital entrance… Refinery?” A small detail easily brushed off as you began to recenter your focus on your future job.
A few more minutes pass and you realize that the questionnaire had begun to ask some particularly odd questions.
“Are you intimately experienced with anatomy?”
“Have you taken any kind of hippocratic oath?”
“How far will you go for your goals?” but at this point, your exhausted brain was answering questions left and right. All you wanted to do was get this all over with just so you can begin your job.
Written by Drifting Dragon on 28 July 2021
“What’s with this survey” you thought to yourself. Slowly blinking your eyes, you struggled to even raise your paw to answer the next question. “What’s even a… Hippo- Something.” Your eyes slowly switched from the words to other things around the room just to rest your eyes. The hallways seemed to go on forever as you peeked down them. Some doors lined the hallways, but it was impossible for you to have read every one of the signs.
“Daycare Room…” Your mind blanked as you tried to answer the next question. Shocked, you looked at your response before quickly erasing it in embarrassment. “Ugh, why did I do that?” You spent a moment thinking that to yourself, but instead, your mind began to wander once again to what could have been through those doors.
In a moment, you just jotted down the last few answers and signed. Shortly after you sluggishly got up from your seat with wide and glazed over eyes and smiled at the receptionist as you shoved the clipboard back across the front desk.
“All done?” She asked before you nodded in response. “Okay, one moment, let me take this to the higher ups! Please give me a moment.” You silently agreed before watching her walk away through the door just behind the front desk.
“Hmmm.” Instantly, your mind began to wander, and so your footpaws followed. You took a moment to look around the facility a little bit, searching through the doors lining the hallways. “So this is the entrance to the hospital?” you said as you examined the first door. “And the stairs are right here… But to where.” you wondered. “Daycare Room!” your eyes began to light up in curiosity as you approached the door.
You were waiting for this from the moment you heard you could choose this route, but there were still things you needed to do. Regardless, you excitedly put your ear against the door just to hear the sounds of the children playing within.
Written by Drifting Dragon on 29 July 2021