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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on May 5, 2010 23:22:29 GMT -4
"Haha! That's cool!" she said. "He still looks like someone I know..."
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Post by makemeyours on May 6, 2010 7:34:25 GMT -4
"Why is this happening to me???" I shout as I poke and touch my new changes.
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Post by observer on May 6, 2010 14:11:49 GMT -4
Outside the raven haired girl was antsy, as she impatiently waited for her next turn. I wonder what changes have been made? I can't wait to see. This is going to be so much fun. She thought, trying to keep herself from running in to see that instant. People walking by looked at her confused, wondering what she was so excited about.
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Post by hueykablooie on May 6, 2010 16:38:11 GMT -4
Larger bald man walks up and looks. He sees a button labled "Padding" and presses it and the butt and hips button.
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Post by makemeyours on May 7, 2010 2:48:29 GMT -4
I feel that all to familiar tingle as I feel an immense tightness in my lower region.
"Oh what now I--" I gasp as my butt and hips begin to feel strong pressure. Suddenly my center of balance shifts as I fall back, landing on what feels like a big pillow.
"Oh no..."
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Post by observer on May 7, 2010 17:03:42 GMT -4
The raven haired girl looked at the small line behind her, noticing no one was paying her or the entrance any attention. I'm sure they wouldn't mind if I slipped in and took a quick peek behind the curtain. She thought as she quietly slipped inside. After all, no rules against looking while someone is in there. Besides, no one is watching the hallway, and what's the worst that could happen? She thought, trying her best to quietly walk down the hallway.
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Post by makemeyours on May 7, 2010 20:23:16 GMT -4
To her dismay, the control room door was secured, doing its task of admitting one at a time. Which, in some twisted way, is a benefit for our... subject.
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Post by observer on May 8, 2010 5:29:18 GMT -4
"Well might as well wait then." She said, sitting down with her back against the door.
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Post by makemeyours on May 8, 2010 21:29:34 GMT -4
As soon as she settles, the door slides open, causing her to tumble in. Looks like the previous guest has left through the other door...
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Post by observer on May 8, 2010 23:52:48 GMT -4
"Woah." She said as she tumbled in. She got up and looked at the screen. "Wow, looks like there have been a few changes. Of course, he would look more like a she if I had changed the hair style with the color." She said, looking at the console. She finally found what she was looking for, the buttons for hairstyle. The buttons were pigtails, ponytails, beehive, afro, and random.
"Hmm, which one to choose?" She asked herself, looking up at the subject. She tapped her finger on the console, dangerously close to the buttons. Suddenly she felt her finger hit one of the buttons. "Dang it." She said, moving her finger to see she had hit the ponytail button.
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Post by makemeyours on May 9, 2010 14:05:09 GMT -4
Suddenly I felt a pull on my scalp, as if someone was pulling my hair...
"But I don't have any-- oh crap."
In the mirror I saw hair spring from my scalp cascading down in thick luxurious waves, past my ears, chin, shoulders, till it finally settled at the top of my padded bottom. It was thick and felt really heavy, but it was silky and soft to the touch. If not for the outrageous polka dot pattern, it may be envied by some women.
I then felt a new tingle on my head, and somehow my mane of hair was pulled back and piled up into a perfect ponytail, complete with a cute little flip at the end.
"Cute??? What the hell is wrong with me?!" I say out loud, absent mindedly twirling my hair.
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Post by observer on May 9, 2010 16:47:24 GMT -4
The girl looked around the console frantically, before putting a hand over her eyes. "Of course there's no undo button. There would be no progress if there were." She says to herself, looking up at the subject. "Well at least she seems to like it a bit." She said, watching as the subject twirled her new hair.
"Guess I'll have to be more careful next time." She said, walking through the exit to get back in line. As she got in view of the line she noticed there were more people in line than before. "Great..."
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Post by makemeyours on May 9, 2010 20:42:15 GMT -4
I take stock in my changes, noting that I am becoming more and more feminine with each change, wondering who is doing this to me and why.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on May 15, 2010 17:52:13 GMT -4
"Having fun" rang out a voice from an intercom in the ceiling.
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Post by makemeyours on May 16, 2010 23:29:41 GMT -4
"What?! Who said that!? Please... Let me out of here... I won't tell anyone..." I say, hefting my breasts.
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