In a room
The sign reads
"Welcome all new travellers.
To continue you must go through a series of doors.
After going through you will pick a costume. You will then become a half- human and half that creature.
After a week(100 mins a hour,20 hrs a day,10 days a week) has passed you may morph and get another costume. To start of with you will only be able to become 40% human to 60% human.
If you put on a costume you will then become that creature, be teleported to it's home town and have to wait a week before being able to morph.
After 50 costumes you may change into one of your other costumes and become 30% to 70% human. When changing costumes you must wait at least an hour before you can change costumes again.
100 different species/gender costumes allows you to gender-morph and become 20% to 80% human
200 different species costumes allows you to combine costumes and become 10% to 90% human
400 different species costumes allows you to return to your world with no more morphing
And 800 different species costumes makes a polymorph and allows you to morph outside of this world.
Also if you have a costume like a centaur then the human part will always be human and is counted towards the human percentage.
Any gender/species transformation magic of yours can only change your gender(if you have at least 100 costumes) and the animal part to a different animal.
When you change into a different costume (that you already have) you may teleport to that species home town but you will have the week penalty where you have no costume changes.
If you die while wearing a costume you will be reborn at the local inn (or appropriate location ). If you have more then 100 costumes you will lose the costume you had when you died and go to an appropriate place for your next costume.
If you fail to make it out in 100 years(100 weeks in a year) one of your possible forms will be chosen and you will be permanently stuck in that form(apart from magic) until you die. Also there will be no possibility of going back to your world.
Also, one final note: should you take a female form and become pregnant, you won't be able to change your gender until the child is born, though the other aspects of your form may change (the child will change to match.) That is all, and good luck!
You realise that you have to do what the sign said to do and go through the doors and grab a costume.
Alternatively you could use the key system to determine the room
Written by Catprog on 11 February 2004
Fictional Land
You go through the door.
All of a sudden it slams shut and with no handle on this side it appears that you are stuck.
There are two more doors however and both of them have a sign on them saying
Costume room for
Element: Land
Type: Fictional
Gender: ????
So which door do you want
Written by Catprog on 01 January 1970
Female Fictional Land
You go through the door.
All of a sudden it slams shut and with no handle on this side it appears that you are stuck.
There are five costumes in this room, all of them female, all of them are fictional land creatures.
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- Uraby(yu-gi-oh)
Written by Catprog on 26 February 2004
Renamon
You slip on gloves that have the yin-yang simple on them. Suddenly fur shoots up your arm. You try and get the gloves off but fail.
You begin to scratch furiously as fur continues to spread across your body. Your chest is soon covered in white fur, which begins to grow thicker and ruffle up around your neck. On each shoulder, 3 "Spikes" of fur extend outward. Your fingers begin to merge together, forming 3 fingered paws with claws. You flex them.
The rest of you upper body, with the exception of your head, is now covered in yellow fur.
The itching sensation begins to extend down toward your waist.
You quickly throw the rest of your clothes off, not wanting them to get ruined as a yellow tail with a white tip extends from your spine. As the yellow fur continues down your legs, a stylized black ying yang symbol appears on your upper thighs. Your feet, now covered in white fur, begin to remould into digitigrade paws.
You can see in a nearby mirror that from the neck down it looks like you're wearing a costume of the anime character renamon, but seemed to have forgotten the mask.
That quickly begins to change though as you feel the bones in your head starting to shift. You yell out in pain as your hear them crack and restructure, making your head more vulpine. Your ears move up and extend outward. The yellow fur quickly grows all over your newly formed fox head, with white ear tips and a dark zigzag pattern underneath each eye.
Soon you are a full Renamom. You remember that this was the female room but the next change is still a shock to you.
As you watch in shock, your manhood begins to shrink and pull back into your body, you try to grasp it, hoping to maybe keep it from vanishing, but it's futile. You quiver a little as your internal plumbing begins to rework itself. You groan and cup your chest as it begins to swell. Two breasts grow underneath the white fur, and drop to your knees at the new sensations going through your body, as your breasts and new female organs complete their formation.
Written by on 04 September 2005
It's the perfect time to panic!
You're a girl! You're a girl! Your more freak out about this then the transformation into Renamon; only by a little. You fly out of the dressing room, swatting back the curtains only to cut them with your now clawed hands. Sounds of torn fabric sound louder, stronger than they ever did before on your human ears. Wild ideas run though your mind as you pace the shop, not yet brave enough to step outside of the suspiciously empty shop. You need help, but who?! Pacing up and down, you can't think of anything.
You stop and try to cross your arms, and fail. Your newly grown chest gets in the way. “How the hell do girls cross their arms?!”You yell in frustration. Thinking of your mom, you can picture her crossing her arms, but never thought to recall the details. You never thought something like this would happen. “Mom!” You yell, surly she'll know what to do. You briefly consider calling your friends, but surly they would not believe you and if they did. You would be a viral sensation in a you-tube minute.
“You're going to call you mom?” a voice laughs. Your ears twitch instinctively to the sound, and you spin to your right. You see the digimon, Impmon. His bandana flutters in front him as he continues to laugh at you, but you remind yourself; he can't be a real digimon and neither can you. This can't be happening you try to convince yourself. “This isn't happening? I want my mommy.” He wines at you, before he laughs again. “I changed the costumes and I can put them back. If I want too.” He hops the desk. “Follow me if you dare little former-human!” Impmon jumps behind the desk, you rush to the desk to see where he went.
“Holy shit” you say staring at the blue-green whirling portal. This whole day was turning into a
giant manga production. What should you do?
Written by psto1464 on 03 June 2017
Follow That Impmon
Is he really Impmon or a cosplayer high on drugs and has infected you with it? Either way you weren't going to let him get away with this! Without thinking you jump down the porthole. The swirling of lights and dancing colours around you start to make your mind spin. Your stomach isn't in a better place. Just as your think your going to threw up your last meal. The black spots that were forming in your eyes get bigger, until your completely swallowed up by it. You faint.
You wake up blinking at a foreign ceiling. The soft bed underneath you isn't your own, its much softer and cradles around you. Nearly lulling you into another sleep. That is when your brain decides to remind you of the past few hours. “Impmon!” you shout raising from the bed in a quick burst. It only aids in making your head spin.
“Be at ease Renamon, Impmon is not here.” your ears twitch again, you turn towards the voice. It was in the doorway of the simple bedroom. A large reptile stood there, he is about five no six feet tall, you start to sweat as you look on. You called him a reptile but as you look, you change it to a dragon. A large red dragon, with yellow eyes, long wing-like ears. It was a Guilmon, instead of hard and battle ready as you expected he was kind and motherly looking?
You stay silent in wonder, then you realized you started to accepted this all as real. He had to be a cosplayer or drug dealer too, right? “I don't do drugs!” you randomly shout at the now confused Guilmon.
“Okay,”Guilmon says slowly, putting down a covered tray, that you just noticed on a nearby dresser.
“I just want to get off this stuff, and go home!” you yell again, all the panic and fear you built up inside just spilling out. Guilmon nods, you feel free to put it all out there. “I just wanted to try on the costume. I'm a fan of Renamon! I never wanted to become one!” To just get it all off your chest. “Or is it some new drug?!” You start to shake, everything is just so much. “I just want to go home, a normal human male. I want this never to have happened to begin with!” You finish with a high pitch cry. Guilmon comes over to the bedside. He reaches out with a paw, a paw with three fingers; three fingers with huge claws. You?
Written by psto1464 on 20 June 2017
Runaway
Your fear takes over, the claw hand, paw is too much. You duck away from it. In rapid succession. You knock over Guilmon, run pass him, find yourself though the house and out the door. Once outside its like your instincts as a Renamon have taken over you. You don't care you accept it. Using it force to propel you on wards, father and father; you go until you reach a town full of other digimon. You barely notice as they stop and try to help you, you just plow on. You reach a woods when you stop. You hearts pounding. You can see your breathe as white puffs in the cool morning air.
You don't care about that! You don't care about anything! Your blood boils, your heart rages! You drop to your knees and though back your head in an agonizing scream. You can feel both side like different pieces on a chest board, but your body is that chest board. Your human male nature battles against the suit of the female Renamon. Each sides wins pieces, you drop down on the ground fully. Pain feels like a bolt of lightning ripping though your insides.
It's all about the king piece, who will win, who will take control. You want yours friends, your mom and father; your school and home. It wants you here, trapped in the digital world lost to the instincts of a wild Renamon. Who will win? The deciding factor is your simple mistake, you accepted the instincts earlier. Needed them and they wouldn't be cast aside. As the pain dissipates, your head raises but not as the once human male trapped inside the Renamon suit. It is as a female Renamon ready to claim her woods.
Written by psto1464 on 25 June 2017
The end (for now)