You are a victim of reality warping magic.

The man’s words only brought you to a stop. The stranger in a suit looked so determined and angry that you were taken aback. Yet there was compassion and pity on his eyes. No one else was around so you were stuck confronting him. Before you could ask again he stepped forward, a commanding voice repeating.

I understand that this is very confusing for you.

But you must understand, you have been hit by a reality warper. 

It would be impossible to miss the expression you made. You’d have to wonder if you offended him with the expression you made.

The reason I can tell is because I’m a realist. Someone immune to such changes and I can resolve such things. If I was just the former I’d be targeted a long time ago and we wouldn’t be having this conversation.

It was… a bit too much for you to process. You mustered some words to excuse yourself but he still blocked your way. He must’ve chosen to time this encounter to a time where you wouldn’t be able to elude him. With no one around to help. It was concerning and creepy. But you didn’t want him to get violent.

Of course you don’t believe me. Who would? This is a person you never met before talking to you for that reason. But what I’m saying is the truth.

Look at yourself for one thing. Are you really sure this is you? You are just a normal person. Can you even tell me your name? 

His rambling took a turn from scary to irritating. It was more of a personal jab.

… That’s a boring name. Plain as day. Sigh. Nothing good or exciting happens in your life right? Wrong. That’s because the culprit made sure to turn you into someone like you! Damnit- I don’t have much time. I can’t waste time explaining when I can fix this in a snap. There. Done.

You must be feeling the changes right now right?

Nothing.

Nothing was happening.

But there was an increasing discomfort as you scratched your clothes. A pause as you register that something is wrong. Very very wrong. A manifesting dread that caused you to glance down as your very clothes began to shift and warp, mostly from your body growing in size. Your breathing became hitched as the itchiness began to spread from outside your skin and all throughout your body. You would scratch in irritation if you weren’t so stunned by the changes.

There. See? I’m right. You were changed without your consent. Transformed into something you’re not! I know this is scary for you. But it’s going to be okay alright? I’m going to fix this.

His attempts to fix this wasn’t really welcomed. You can see your outfit ripping apart and patching itself together. It was magic. Pure magic. You can only gape in awe at the metamorphosis you underwent. Then there was darkness, and then light. You blinked as you realize patches of hair briefly blocked your view. It came from above and continued to grow. Your hands actually moved this time touching your draping volume. It was not what you’d expect. To be so… beautiful… Actually… It was familiar. You always had this but instead it disappeared to make way for your current hairdo. The plain and unflattering one.

Oh wow. Yeah. I’m 100% sure whoever changed you was either a jealous bitch or someone who just didn’t like your style. I mean that choice of attire is… something else.

Right- your clothes. The moment you looked down, you had to gasp. Not just because of the clothes but because of the two massive things that had made itself known. It was your breasts. Your boobs. Your jugs. Tits. Melons. Weapons of mass destruction. Your babies. Yes. Your babies that you flaunted so much that even right now they were peeking over from the cleavage. You had to cup them to test if they were real, and a sensual moan escaped your lips.

Okaaaay. The changes aren’t done so don’t get too excited… But wow. You’re more attractive than I thought. I knew you were different. But the real you is something else huh!

You wanted to voice out your complaints that this isn’t you. That you were becoming something you’re not. Yet the very feeling of having a top so tight against your tits brought about a blissful familiar feeling. The idea of having hands gripping them, whether yours or some other lucky soul’s, became enticing. Fuck. You were growing horny at the idea of it, trembling a bit in desire. You couldn’t help but pucker your soft lips at the idea of anyone gazing there… Man or woman. It didn’t matter. Your babies just needed to be pleased. You hated it. But you loved it. You hated it more than you loved it. But you were starting to go against the idea of … this new truth not being too bad.

Still. I know the emotions you feel are becoming overwhelming. Your old self is reappearing now and it might feel like you want to stamp it out. But you have to embrace it. No matter how wrong it feels because that’s your true self. Do you understand?

It’s… If it’s real then there’s no reason to rebel? You stifle a moan, trying to remember who you were. Were you the person that you always were, or were you really this… image of a bombshell that’s coming to mind. Even looking down you couldn’t see what else in your body changed. But you can feel it. The clothes you wore were melding into one and you can feel the same embrace of this cool fabric against your chest integrating below. A breeze that made you gasp as you feel your full hips beginning to get exposed for a moment before a nice warm layer drooped over. Yet even so you can feel it. You weren’t wearing anything below there. Not a single undergarment. The same for above. Not a single top either. You weren’t shivering from the cold. You were trembling at the idea that someone can find out you were going commando or that a slight movement of your hands can reveal your babies to anyone.

And it was hot as hell. You couldn’t help but purr.

Hey? Hey? You look like you’re in a horny daze. You still good? 

This man snapping his fingers got your attention.

Just enough to cut through the fog of bliss and pleasing horniness. You cupped yourself, blushing, as you felt it all. The dress that you never wore in your life but also knew was a signature of yours. Your hair that you styled everyday alongside the makeup you wore (oh god the lipstick you can taste it by closing your mouth once). You stumbled backwards and you heard the loud clanging of heels. High heels. The only reason you stumbled is because you felt that wave of vertigo from having two conflicting history in your mind. Thankfully that cleared away when you refocused as your heard a strange sound nearby. Oh wait. That’s your ass. A simple motion was enough to send them jiggling and clapping a bit.

Wow. This body is just so much of a pervert’s.

This was the real you?

Going to admit. You are… so much different from your original version.

No shit!!

You gesture to yourself, feeling very aware of the massive bounce of your bosom. Angrily screaming at him was enough to get him to stop, but get everything else in your body to move. Even right now as you scream in fury, you couldn’t help but think it sounds horny. Sounds so sweet. Sounds so much like a dame. You weren’t scaring this guy at all much less hypnotizing him. Damnit! 

You can’t be like this though! True self or not, there was no way this was you!! It can’t be! It wasn’t even close. You begged him to turn you back, even if at the back of your mind the idea of staying like this wasn’t bad… But who would take you seriously like this?

Well…

As I said. I can only undo the changes reality warpers can do. I’m a Realist. I can’t actually turn you back to what you were earlier. Only to what you really are. But I think I can fix this. Sorry, I’m still new to the job.

You were elated. But also slightly dismayed. At least this was just a short-lived but pleasing nightmare.

Yeah. I’m not strong enough to instantly change your mind. Here. This should fix it.

He snapped your fingers.

And you processed his words. But it was becoming more and more difficult.

Uh… Change your mind? Why was that an issue? You didn’t really think things through honestly. You just kinda listened on and got around asking everyone for help and boy there were a lot of like helpful people. You couldn’t help but giggle at the idea of it. There was this super cute guy that was hanging with you a week earlier who offered you a ride! And the only thing he asked for… ‘was a little ride’ ~

Oh… Oh that’s bad… Ohhh. You were smiling in a vapid smile but you can tell. Something was slipping. It was like if you were holding a pile of sand and most of them were spilling through the cracks of your fingers. No matter how much you remained steady you can feel the rest of them slip by. You can keep some thoughts like what you were. You were like um… not like this. You weren’t a pervert. But gosh being a prude was so much worse. You giggled as you mentally loosened your fingers. Bit by bit you were feeling less tense and conflicted or worried. The ease of it all just … giving way.

It was becoming nicer and nicer. You remembered briefly your family. But then uh, you remembered the really nice jewelry that super rich guy brought for you if you go out with him~ That was like so much better than being in a super lame uhh… house? Yeah. Mansion! Mansions are so much cooler~

Oooh, how about a job! You knew that you had a job!! But it was super boring and people got mad at you!! You don’t even know who got mad at you. Was it because you did a bad job or was it because you fucked everyone there? Oh wait. That totes makes sense. Hilda? Hilda was it? Yeah she wasn’t the boss but she was like the boss’ wife or something! Like! It wasn’t her fault she was so unsexy! You just charmed everyone with who you are~

Yeah! Like … uh… this is so much better! You had to giggle as you swept a hand, brushing aside your locks. You feel calmer and happier at this. Yeah. You were like. Normal again! Whoever this guy is he really helped you~! He was smiling and sighing in relief too. Aw! He deserves a reward for such a good deed~

There. It wasn’t harder than I thought it would be. I’m glad you were cooperative. I gotta get going now but uh… stay safe and don’t walk into any traffic lights? Hm? Hey -- you’re grabbing pretty tight?

Mmm… It sucked being like… that… uh. Person? Guy? Girl? Mm.. .what were you just now? Ah whatever! You pulled him close to you in a hug, wrapping your arms around his, and making sure to press as much as you can against him. Oh he is blushing~You got him now. And mmm… was he going to be big or small? You didn’t really know but it was going to be good~ This Mr Samaritan~

Uhh…. I guess… I can help make sure you’re settled in your normal self!

There you go~

You wonder how many rounds he can last with you…