Felixfalck
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The memory of you
🕑 Added 2023-02-01 23:11:57 +0000 UTCPrevious chapter: https://www.patreon.com/posts/and-so-there-78041883?utm_medium=clipboard_copy&utm_source=copyLink&utm_campaign=postshare_creator&utm_content=join_link
Bitch, Alice and Kitty were equally shocked by Rebecca's decision to chicken out. Had they paid a little more attention to her during the past few rounds they ought to have realized just how near the brink she'd been. It was too late now though. The choice had been made and they all looked on in awe as Rebecca glowed bright right in front of them. It was unlike any of the previous rounds of regular changes. While the feeling of being altered by the game was isolated to the player in question, the group now collectively felt embers of the magic as it pulsed out from Rebecca.
The light extended beyond just the living room that housed the girls. It was hard to tell exactly how far it went, but it was visible even outside the windows into the neighborhood and beyond.
It lasted just long enough for Kitty to begin worrying about her friend.
When the light finally died down Rebecca was thankfully still there, though it wasn't the Rebecca they knew.
"You guys totally look like you've seen a fucking dead body or sumthin!"
Rebecca's tone sounded carefree and unburdened.
"What do you mean? Rebecca, you just chickened out from the game just now, of course we look surprised. Not to mention the light!"
Kitty wasn't as unphased as her friend, not even close. Her heart pounded in her chest having feared the worst. Safe to say she felt relieved when Rebecca began talking though the air around her had changed.
No matter how many cards they got, no matter how many mental changes they underwent they were all still present underneath the layers upon layers of corruption. That had also been the case for Rebecca ..until now.
Instead of being herself with an airheaded trashy bimbo-filter on top Kitty could tell that the filter was gone. Gone in the sense that it wasn't a filter anymore, it was her actual being. The very template of who Rebecca was.
"Well duh. It was fricking boooring! And call me Becky, that's what everyone calls me!"
The confusion was clearly visible on Kitty's face. Becky? She'd never even heard of anyone called Becky, now Rebecca suddenly insisted that "everyone" called her that? Confusion got overtaken by fear as the reality of the situation dawned on her. She could vividly remember "Becky" as being the trashy slut rather than a prim and proper girl from a wealthy family. She could also remember Rebecca in her old form, but those memories felt faded, distant. What scared her was how Becky seemed to think that she'd always been like this. Would that mean a similar fate awaited Kitty if she chickened out or lost?
"Anyways, I've gotta, like go guys! Brett is totally waiting for me to come back home"
Kitty could vaguely remember a guy by that name. He was several years older and had met "Becky" not too long ago. He was also the reason she'd dropped out of school, not that she wouldn't have ended up doing it anyway. Apart from knowing about his existence, Brett was pretty much a mystery to the group. Becky had no proper ties to them anymore, it didn't make sense for them to have ever associated with her in her current form. If anything, she was a girl they tried to avoid whenever possible.
Before anyone had time to protest, Becky headed for the door. When she reached it however it was impossible to exit. It was unlocked and had been in perfect condition when they first arrived.
The game was keeping them all prisoner while it was still ongoing, meaning Becky was stuck for now.
"This fucking blows you guys! Brett is gonna be so pissed. Fuck. He'll probably hit me again.. Can't you just get on with it already!"
In a fit of immature rage Becky leaned for the die and rolled for Kitty. She'd hoped that chickening out would lead to her freedom, but it seemed she was trapped for as long as the others were playing. She didn't even know these guys that well! How had she even ended up in this situation to begin with?
Before she ever got anywhere close to an answer, Becky's train of thought was brought to an abrupt halt by the game which for the second time today had announced foul play. This time however it didn't communicate in the shape of a card, it spoke directly to the players in an androgynous, slightly distorted voice.
"Declared your intent to quit you did, are you not satisfied yet? So be it, another round of changes you so shall get!"
A wave of nausea washed over Becky and a dim light emanated from her once again, cementing the additional changes in her, as well as everyone else's memory.
"Like what the fuck was that? I said I was DONE. Stupid ass game.."
"You probably shouldn't do that again Ruby..."
Kitty was glad the game had affected Ruby and not herself. Though she struggled to see or notice anything different about her. It was becoming increasingly difficult to remember who she used to be and who she was now. On one hand she remember Ruby being a total slut that happened to go to the same school as the rest of them. On the other hand, she could remember Ruby having dropped out from school much sooner. In this second, now truer version there were far less memories and knowledge surrounding her. The last rumor they'd heard was that Ruby had picked up prostitution after meeting the wrong type of guy..
"Shut it bitch. No, not you Bitch! Do you have any idea how fucked I am if I don't get out of here soon? This is totally the most busy time, if I'm not quick all the well paying ones are gonna find someone else to fuck or blow them. Brett is totally gonna give me that tattoo he threatened me with if I don't bring in the cash. Do you have any idea how fucking hard it'd be for me to get customers with "Brett's property tattooed to my fucking face?! Nobody's gonna wanna pay for that shit, only the really fucking nasty ones, and they pay the worst!"
Ruby's stance had changed completely along with her expression. There was no reason for her to act friendly with these losers anyways, she didn't know them.
"Fine, fine! I'll get on with it. Just don't go and mess with the game again"
Kitty tried to ease Ruby's anger a little. She hated to admit it to herself, but seeing an actual prostitute dressed so scantily, screaming at her for no reason actually turned her on. She would definitely be taking advantage of Alice later on. No! That was wrong! She barely caught herself, but became all too aware of how easy it was to lose oneself to the changes of the game.
With trembling fingers and much greater fear for the game's power and potential Kitty rolled the final roll of round eight..
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So some of you may notice how I posted back to back chicken out chapters. Short story is that I wanted to "conclude" Rebecca's run. I'm also holding out on the last couple of Feelings of inadequacy chapters as I'm still yet to decide the final effects of the app. If you have any input of requests on that front, don't hesitate to tell!
Comments
Felixfalck
With your comment in mind I spent some time with photoshop (Never been near it until now) and I successfully managed to recreate Alice's tattoo from the original image and exported it to a newer one. I had help with one particular image a couple of chapters ago, but I'm happy to say that I've taken my first steps. If I'm able to properly utilize photoshop I'll be able to feature tattoos of all types going forward on all images. It might take some time to get there, but the process has started!
Wuffy
Oh, I was not expecting any images, only naughty words about the tattoos. I like your images but I enjoy the story more.
Felixfalck
Oh how I'd love for that to happen too! Main issue is with the AI not being able to generate tattoos very well. It can pull off some random patterns every now and then but I'll always fail to recreate them in later images. I'll try and learn some pasic photoshop to make it possible, though I have no clue when I'm proficient enough to implement it into the actual stories. In the meantime the best I can do is generate images without tattoos and write that they're there anyways, but I'm not too fond of that.
Wuffy
I'd love to see at least 1 of the women ending up with lots of trashy/lewd tattoos.
Felixfalck
I use NovelAI's image generator.
Zdenek Havlik
I wanted to ask, what AI are you using to generate the pictures?
