You are standing by a tree
There are 3 paths.
One appears to go to a jungle,
one appears to go to a cave,
one appears to go to a beach,
you could try and climb the tree,
there is a nearby shop you could go in,
or you could do something else.
So what's its going to be?
Written by catprog on 01 April 2003
In the shop
There is a table with a sign saying
<strong>Free Sample:</strong>
Take one
On the table there is a fridge with a range of liquids. Also on the table are various magical trinkets including costumes. What would you like to take, or would you like to buy something?
Written by catprog on 10 April 2003
Other
You decide to get something else. But what?
Written by catprog on 13 December 2005
A lamp
You take a lamp. Now what are you going to do with it?
Written by catprog on 05 March 2004
Transformation Genie
Just then, a huge puff of green smoke appears.
The smoke forms the shape of a humanoid, then finally materializes into a turquoise-skinned man who appears to be about 25 years old. You quiver with fear, staring at him (after all, you're not used to seeing turquoise-skinned men appear out of lamps).
"Who has rubbed the lamp of the Genie of Transformation?", the man asks in a light, yet stern voice.
"I-I did", you answer softly.
He steps closer to you and bows. "Thank You, Master, Thank You!", he says as he kneels to you.
"Master?"
He stands. "Yes", he says. "You have released me from the Lamp, and now you may have three wishes.
The wishes carry certain limitations, however..."
"Yes, like what?", you ask again, almost bursting with excitement (having your own genie and all).
"First, there are only three wishes, no more and no less, and this may not be changed by any wishes made. Second, all wishes made by the master should be precisely worded. If the wish is too vague, then I shall choose the remaining factors of the wish. And third, all wishes must be related to the change of the master, or of someone else that the master chooses. In other words, all wishes must be transformative."
Well what are you going to wish for?
Written by on 11 March 2004
I don't need a **** Transformation
"I don't need a transformation thank you very much," you say. "I am perfectly happy as a human". "You can take your conditional wishes elsewhere, you ****".
The genie's eyes widen. "You are going to regret mocking me". " You don't want a transformation, too bad you're getting one.
GULP!!!
Written by on 18 May 2004
Park
"You are going to my animal park and help with the breeding programs" booms the genie.
All of a sudden a portal appears and sucks you in.As you go through you get knocked out.
When you awake your in...
Written by on 22 May 2004
Myth Room
You awaken in a room with 3 doors.
Each door has a word inscribed on it.
Air
Land
And Water
Which one do you want?
Written by on 27 July 2004
Air
You go through the door.
You step out into open air.
You try to get back to the door but to your horror it has gone.
You then notice you are growing wings but what kind?
Written by on 27 July 2004
Griffon
You look back in a blind panic to see that your shoulderblades are rapidly extending, and you realize that it might not have been in your best interests to piss off that genie. Still, what's done is done, and now you have to pay the piper for your words.
You groan as the protrusions extend even more, growing longer and longer and making you fall to your hands and knees from the sheer alien sensation of having these two new appendages. You can feel them just as you can your arms and legs; and worse, you can move them.
It's like this change isn't just giving you bones, but also muscles to go with them, and you wonder for a moment if you're growing some sort of pair of extra arms.
This illusion is dispelled an instant later as a sensation not unlike the pricking of pins and needles spreads along the growths, making you shiver as sharp quills erupt from across them, rapidly lengthening into what can only be feathers, each of them a deep brown like your hair.
"Wings..." You mutter, the genie's talk of some sort of animal breeding program immediately coming to your mind. You shiver with dread at what that could possibly mean; then grunt as the pins and needles spread to your back.
Of course you should have expected the feeling of change to spread; why would the genie decide to let you look like some sort of angel? No, this change is going to be much more thorough than a mere set of wings, as you can tell from how your chest is beginning to tingle.
You look down in time to see a thick plumage of brown feathers come in from your belly almost to your collar. But as the feathers approach your neck, they lighten from that dark brown to a pale white, making you blink in surprise. Your first thought is that you must be becoming some sort of eagle; but what sort of eagle can stand like a man?
You immediately dash that thought from your head, deciding not to look a gift horse in the mouth. Instead, you're grateful for what humanity you're allowed to retain, even though your hands and feet are beginning to cramp.
A glance down confirms that they're starting to change, your nails growing over your fingers even as your skin becomes a mottled and hard golden yellow. You flex your new talons appreciatively as they come in, eyeing them with undisguised interest.
"Interesting." You say, the last words from your human mouth before your lips begin to ache. You let out a groan as they begin to numb, stretching out into what can only be an avian beak. Your nose goes with them, and you shudder at being able to see so much of your face in your peripheral vision.
Then the white feathers of your collar cloak your head, and with that your changes seem to come to a merciful end. You hurriedly look at yourself in a panic, making sure that all your important bits are where they should be, only to pause at the sound of familiar laughter.
"Well then, I see you're enjoying your new form." The genie from before materializes beside you, looking you up and down. "I wasn't sure than an anthro gryphon would suit you well, but I dare say that this is a tremendous improvement."
You gawp in shock at the creature; then steel your gaze, mind racing as how to respond to him...
Written by SketchySeraph on 25 January 2016