This was getting to be a pain in the ass, and well, pretty much everywhere else. If you had the wherewithal to put up any fight whatsoever, to let her know your true feelings,
you would have, but that crazy b-beautiful wordsmith was just too charming to say no to! Ugh, there it was again, you know that you meant to think something else, but as soon
as you veered off into insulting territory, it was like, she censored your own mind! And all that was left was this cognitive dissonance of knowing you didn’t say it, rationally, but
some deep nugget of your mind accepting it as fact! The glowing wasn’t stopping, either. Apparently, it wouldn’t stop until that “conversion” and “download” stuff was finished.
And she ever so helpfully (sarcasm maybe included) placed those progress percentages on the side of the text box,
“Sorry I can’t give the full load bar experience, but I’m not much good at doing more than editing what I can in the text box.” You can see the % go up every few seconds slowly, like a doomsday clock almost.
“You wanna know something funny? There’s not a whole lot we can do once I get you in here. It’s just us, the void, and my er, “prototypes” for your end product. But I’m just, so lonely.
You could go around, being me and living the world all you want, but, I guess I’m just selfish. I’ll still be as trapped as before if you leave, and my only companions will be
completely incapable of talking with me anymore. I just, they’re already barely able to sneak in a coherent thought past the prewritten destiny that I was supposed to play out.”
She looks down, “I, I just know that I couldn’t stand this eternity if I didn’t have someone to stick it out with me, who really gets it. And, I guess the only person who would is me.”
Was she trying to get your sympathy? You would admit, it might have worked before she went full HAL 9000 and try to, whatever it was she was doing, but now? Now you were steaming and flashing hot,
thoughts shifting so that you wanted nothing more than to join her to relieve her burden so that neither of you would be so without purpose. Poetry too, seems like it would get a lot more fun when you had the talent to
understand i- GAH! It was getting a little longer now, harder to tell between fact and fiction. That start of the train of thought was barely angry!
You try to look down at your body, and you don’t like what you’re seeing. The color drains from your face as you see that your body, had, in fact, slimmed down to meet her proportions,
and gone out in other ways to match her exaggerated proportions. Anime body types, apparently, do not match well with the real world. The glowing faded in certain spots to reveal that
your clothes had been replaced with her school uniform, patches of tweed and plaid revealing themselves as the light receded where its work was done.
You’d barely worn clothes this fancy to your most important job interview, let alone to school every day. And yet, you kept expecting to find more of those in your closet.
Crazy talk, surely, but, strange habits and thought patterns were worming their way into your psyche.
[Conversion.. 15%][Download.. 12%]
