I work in the ER, I see everything from broken bones to crazed drug addicts. But tonight was crazy, some guy came in screaming about some girl called Maddison, and how she was taking over his life, and how he couldn’t stop becoming her.
Nothing he said about he and Maddison made sense to me, so I made an assumption that he was just hallucinating and still coming down off whatever he’d taken. So I put him in a room, and got the guards to handcuff him to the bed to make sure he wouldn't just run.
Later returned to the room, I was shocked to now find a woman now laying passed out naked, and handcuffed to the bed. I approached her, but then she opened her eyes stabbed a syringe into my thigh injecting me with something. I fell backwards onto the floor, and could feel that my heart rate had rocketed.
Panicked I rushed out of the room and staggered my way to the changing rooms. Upon reached the changing rooms pain rushed throughout my entire body. The pain was so intense, it felt like every fiber of my being was on fire. I crawled across the floor, to a bench and pulled myself up upon it. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and I noticed I was shorter, my hair had lengthened, and my face was not mine, I then noticed the weight on my chest, I lifted my top and saw the impossible, I had breasts. That's when everything went fuzzy, I passed out.
I awoke hours later, back in my apartment completely naked in my bed. I checked my phone, it was full of messages from my colleagues asking where I was, and why I had vanished. But I didn't know, I had no memory of the last few hours.
There was however one last message, one I appeared to have sent to myself. It was a video message from a bikini clad girl I didn’t recognise, clearly recorded in my appartment.
“Hi babes, don’t recognise me. Well, I’m you, just better in every way. Thanks to that elixir bitch that stabbed you, you and I will be getting to know each other very well. If you’re a good boy and do as I say we’ll get along just fine, but cross me and I’ll ruin you.”
“You’re first task is simple. Go get some money, and buy some more elixir and drink it all. If you don’t, I’ll just have to take control and do it myself and I might just have some fun with your friends at the same time“.
I sat there in my bed as I realised that the patient from earlier was telling the truth, and I now had the same afliction he did. I felt like I had no choice but to complete her task.
Nothing he said about he and Maddison made sense to me, so I made an assumption that he was just hallucinating and still coming down off whatever he’d taken. So I put him in a room, and got the guards to handcuff him to the bed to make sure he wouldn't just run.
Later returned to the room, I was shocked to now find a woman now laying passed out naked, and handcuffed to the bed. I approached her, but then she opened her eyes stabbed a syringe into my thigh injecting me with something. I fell backwards onto the floor, and could feel that my heart rate had rocketed.
Panicked I rushed out of the room and staggered my way to the changing rooms. Upon reached the changing rooms pain rushed throughout my entire body. The pain was so intense, it felt like every fiber of my being was on fire. I crawled across the floor, to a bench and pulled myself up upon it. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and I noticed I was shorter, my hair had lengthened, and my face was not mine, I then noticed the weight on my chest, I lifted my top and saw the impossible, I had breasts. That's when everything went fuzzy, I passed out.
There was however one last message, one I appeared to have sent to myself. It was a video message from a bikini clad girl I didn’t recognise, clearly recorded in my appartment.
“Hi babes, don’t recognise me. Well, I’m you, just better in every way. Thanks to that elixir bitch that stabbed you, you and I will be getting to know each other very well. If you’re a good boy and do as I say we’ll get along just fine, but cross me and I’ll ruin you.”
“You’re first task is simple. Go get some money, and buy some more elixir and drink it all. If you don’t, I’ll just have to take control and do it myself and I might just have some fun with your friends at the same time“.
I sat there in my bed as I realised that the patient from earlier was telling the truth, and I now had the same afliction he did. I felt like I had no choice but to complete her task.
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