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New Game Plus - Commission (Tg)
🕑 Added 2025-03-23 16:00:10 +0000 UTCYou stared at the screen in front of you displaying 'DEFEAT' in red text and lost your cool. You had been trying for hours on end with your friend to finally win a single game but people who you deemed as hackers kept getting in the way of this goal. Taking it upon yourself, you opened chat, leaving a nastily worded message about how terrible these people had to be to need to cheat and also some other ad hominem about their mothers and themselves. Thinking the lesson you set out to teach was received, you cracked your knuckles and went to requeue when a ping caught your attention. Checking it, you found a message from one of the accused that simply stated, "It's called skill, I'll show you." You were about to scoff at the message when you felt dizzy and your vision faded to black.
You awoke an unknown amount of time later in an unfamiliar place. You tried to get a bearing of your surroundings when you saw in the sky a giant rectangle with a grinning face looming over it. "Time to show you what real skill looks like," the man said as an unknown force seized you, lifting you into the air, "but first, I have to create my character." Your eyes darted wildly, the only thing you were able to move as you watched a mouse cursor no doubt manipulated by the man appear near some sliders. "I'm thinking something sexy this time," he laughed before beginning his work.
He started off strong, swapping the male preset of your body to female, instantly causing a sensation to sweep over your body. You were forced to watch as your body changed sex. You tried to struggle but were helpless as you felt your genitals retract, leaving a woman's parts in it's place. Your hips grew slightly as your shoulder shrank, both accented by your crunched waist and newly flat stomach. A small window opened up in front of your eyes to give you a third-person view of your changing body. What you saw was a vaguely feminine but mostly androgynous woman who still resembled you, but your tormentor made quick work of that with the aforementioned sliders.
You watched the cursor grab the chest slider and pull to the right. You moaned in unwanted pleasure as breasts exploded from your chest reaching perky C-cups. The man spun your character around a bit, forcing you to watch the jiggle physics of your own chest in action. Each slight tremor sent shocks of ecstasy through your new womanhood, but the man wasn't done yet. He grabbed hold of the butt slider and slid it all the way to the right without mercy. You would've screamed in lust had you still controlled your lips as your ass filled with fat, stretching your pants until they tore at the seams. Your hips and thighs didn't hold back either, growing to round out your peach-shaped rear.
"Perfect," the man said, shaking your model around some more, "But now let's choose your personality and class." Your face drained of digital blood at the idea of him changing your very mind. Unable to fight back, you felt a skintight body suit morph over your body as he chose the 'Pilot' class. You could feel every inch of your new body squeezed by the tight suit and armor but this paled in comparison to when he started to tweak your mind.
He began to mess with more bars, your personality as the piece of clay he was forming. Slowly, you felt your hatred for the man waning as the loyalty bar was maxed. You didn't hate the man anymore, you actually thought you had a crush on your commander, after all, he gave you this perfect body. Hearing these thoughts ring out in your mind started a mental tug-of-war that you were losing rapidly. Your eyes were closed in concentration when the next bar was adjusted and your playfulness exploded. You couldn't help but giggle at the situation you were in, it was all so absurd, in fact, you watched in delight as he grabbed ahold of another slider, increasing your shyness and submissiveness. You could no longer keep eye contact with the big hunk of man in the sky, too scared you'd give yourself away. He slid the final bar and your old mind faded, no longer holding you back from being your creator's perfect character.
He clicked the nameplate, typing in "Lily" and instantly you could only think of yourself as Lily, a pilot who also happened to be the hottest in the division. Your skin and the suit no longer felt uncomfortable, you instead welcomed their familiar tightness and embraced how good you looked in it. He clicked on the save icon causing a window to pop up. "Warning: You are about to overwrite an existing character, this cannot be undone," it read. He smiled, clicking confirm and you were thrust into the game world. "Lily! Reporting for duty!" You said in your bubbly dulcet voice before he made you run off, staring at your butt the entire way.
