Now that Mary had introduced herself into the trash talking, it was only a matter of time before certain comments were made about her.
“You sound like a bitch yourself. I bet you love a big dick in you,” the one guy said on the other team.
“I may not have a dick but somehow I bet I’m still bigger than you,” Mary shot back. Here was where the two realities began to differ as such comments would never be made about Mark nor would he ever say such a thing back to the guy.
It may have seemed up until this point that Mary had taken over Mark’s life completely but there were some subtle differences. Being that Mary had the body of a middle aged woman, there were some limitations to how people saw her. Although her identifications and documents showed that she was a man, physically she lacked a penis and instead had a set of breasts and a functioning vagina. This didn’t mean much as people still viewed her as a man but in the case of this argument, people still noticed that she had a higher voice and that she lacked the proper male genitals. To put it simply, Mary had a male vagina and male breasts.
The trash talking continued as the games slowly ticked by. Paul and Mary continued to play as the pair leveled up. At some point, Mary felt like she hit a brick wall as she suddenly grew tired roughly around 1 am. She kept telling herself one more game but this led her to playing an additional few more games. At some point, she had to call it quits, especially as her stats started to fall off with each passing game.
“Yo bro, I think I’m going to log off soon. I’m tired as fuck,” Mary said with a yawn.
“I knew you’d tap out first. I’m surprised you lasted this long,” Paul responded, not sounding as upset as Mary expected.
“You’re saying that like I’m always getting off at 9,” Mary laughed. “I had an exam today but maybe tomorrow we can play later.”
“Alright bro, whatever. I’ll see you later.”
“Peace bro.” With that, Mary ended the call as she slumped back in her chair. As she sat there, she felt a bit more relaxed as her tiredness wasn’t feeling as strong as before. This was a good thing as Mary still needed a shower even if it was 1 in the morning.
“Hopefully mom and dad won’t get mad when I start the shower,” Mary thought to herself as she got up and began to grab her things for a shower.
