You watched the blindfolded girl get viciously sexed, when suddenly, time stops. Thinking you've hit the button by accident, you go to turn time back on. Nothing. You're puzzled. Has it broken?
A low buzzing begins to sound. You look around, and spot a black shape. It's a man - is it? It's black, wearing a black coat, its skin is black. It seems to be walking toward you, which is just fine with you. Why is it fine with you?
"Hello." it greets you coldly. "Do you know who I am?"
You just stare, breathless.
"I didn't think so. I'm part of the organization that made the device you're using." he steps up to you and takes it easily from you. "Unfortunately, we're very disappointed in your performance." He looks around and comments on the situation. "I can't believe it. Yet I can." so pragmatic. So cold. So simple.
"The elevator. Really? The woman in the car - she deserved it, through your eyes, but the keys were a stretch. We couldn't fix that one. The elevator, we cleaned it up as best as possible. What would drive someone to do this is beyond me - are you angry?"
You cannot muster a response. You feel more like a child being scolded by a god.
"We're going to fix this right now. People come to this establishment to have fun, and with little effort you have sent all the families home and all women being raped - even the mothers of the families. Do you know what that's like?"
You want to cry. What have you become?
"No, you don't know what that's like. I'm going to show you." the man - the creature? - performs the greatest movement so far in this frozen timescape: a wondrous, fast twirl concluding with a fiery stare right into your mind. You start to feel nauseous.
It's instant. Your body's different. You're slightly chubby, and two lumps rest on your chest... breasts, c cup. You have female genitals. At the realization of this, your active mind tries to understand what's going on as you hyperventilate to the ground.
"Oh, you don't like being a woman? You really shalln't soon."
While you're on the ground, the creature's done something. You don't know why, but you understand everything is better now. Time restarts and you appear invisible to the world around you. Men, mid-thrust, stop and gather themselves. Women, mid-rape, calmly stand and put their clothes back on. Soon the families return.
"Things should be more or less all set." the black creature says. He is not a man; you are sure now. "Hopefully the semen dissipates as well as I'm hoping, you could've made many new rape-children today. You are a terrible thing. Time to suffer."
Your vagina is filled with ice. Your breasts are literally melting. You understand the pain of what you've done to various women. A tall man lacking proper hygiene walks up to you non-chalantly and you are helpless against his giant cock, which explodes into your ass, releasing three smaller mini-cocks. You black out soon after.
You awake in a room with a mirror. You are still a young girl, but your chubbiness is gone. Your entire body is marked with everything, written in black sharpie, that you have ever written on someone. Within moments of your staring gaze, the words brand deep into your skin, blood pouring out of each word. This pain lasts for a very long time. You cry, and cry, until your eyes shut themselves and you are allowed to black out from the pain. |