2020 January - Leap of Faith Story Contest
The Trouble with Binky
by Rosalie Redd
I screamed through the gates of the estate in my Testarosa. My name is Maximilian Wallace Brockton. I am a world-renown dancer and actor. I live on this estate with my sister. I suspect we have a man-servant or two that live on the estate somewhere. I don’t really know.
Coming into the foyer, I was greeted by my sister, Binky. She had been working in her workshop, as is her usual hobby. She ran in and lept into my arms.
“Oneee-chan!”, she cried as she hugged me. Then she slipped her tongue into my mouth and the passionate kissing began. I smiled and pinched her butt as I held her.
I know what you are probably thinking… ‘ewww’… But I have to explain something about my sister and I. Mom and Dad were world famous scientists. While I was born from the usual reason – a drunken grope-fest in the coatroom at the Nobel prize ceremony…my sister is different. Mother did give birth to us both, but genetically we share only about ten percent of the same genetic material. Binky was custom designed and engineered, using DNA mappings and samples from some of the greatest scientists in history. Mom, Dad, Einstein, Oppenheimer, Curie, Fermi, Schroedinger, and others.
Mom and Dad engineered her to be a genius, and that worked. Her IQ is so high that well… she re-wrote the IQ tests. When she graduated MIT at 8, she had over 15,000 patents already under her name.
Still, she hadn’t been satisfied. On her 12th birthday this year, she was bemoaning the fact that she was barely 5 foot tall and had no figure to speak of. Having locked herself in her room all day, she engineered a stem cell treatment to fix that. In less than a day she had gone from looking like a per-pubescent blonde child to a 6 foot tall curvaceous redhead with long legs, an hourglass figure and DD cup breasts.
Even though Binky was a mega-genius, she idolized me. That night she slipped into my bedroom, and our relationship changed. Mmm… like everything Binky threw her all into it. She was rough around the edges at first, but she grew MUCH better with… practice.
“How was your day, Onee-chan?”, she purred in her sexy soprano voice. I gave her another kiss. She was only a few inches shorter than I was now, but I had the build of a dancer that was used to lifting my partners up and overhead. We did a little pirouette as I spun her around. Putting her down on the ground, she bowed a brief curtsy. Although Mom and Dad had largely neglected her physical potential, but she had taken ballet, and had been rather good at it.
“It was a good day. I auditioned for a couple roles in New York. I considered taking the jet to LA, but thought that you might miss me.”, I said with a smirk. “How was your day, Binky?”, I asked.
She blushed at the mention of her name. Mom and Dad had been very unorthodox in our upbringing, and I missed them. We both did. I was 18 when Mom and Dad died. They had taken a freelance job working for another scientist, but were killed in a freak accident. A rocket ship that was disguised as a restaurant mascot crashed into the lair they were working in, and they were killed.
“Well, I bred a new species of intelligent virus.”, She stated happily. I loved Binky, but despite Mom and Dad’s engineering, there were some unforeseen defects that had cropped up over the years. She had occasional bouts of megalomania, some dubious moral decision making, and minor hyper-sexuality disorder.
I looked at her and tilted my head. “For?”, I asked questioningly.
“I thought that I could use it to introduce genetic fixes into damaged or problematic DNA.”, she stated in a matter of fact way.
“Okay, that sounds reasonable. Have you taken your meds today?”, I queried. While she might look older than me, and my guardianship over her was merely a legal technicality, I still felt the need to keep an eye on her. After all, left unsupervised, she could easily slip down the slippery slope to ‘evil mad scientist’.
She sighed. “Yes, Onee-chan.”
“Good, I don’t want you having another episode. I love you and I get scared when you forget to take your medications.”, I said as I gave her a hug. “If I hadn’t been there last time you forgot, Boise would be a smoldering crater.”
She looked up, remorsefully. “Yes, Onee-chan”
I sighed and walked over to the couch. Having sat down, I kicked off my shoes and watched Entertainment Tonight, to see if there was anything about me on. After a little while Binky brought me some tea, and cuddled up beside me. I must have been exhausted, because I quickly drifted off to sleep.
I woke up strapped to a lab table, in an unfamiliar location. It was clearly one of Binky’s bases.
“I am sorry Onee-chan. I made a slight boo-boo. I kinda lied to you. I haven’t been taking my medications. I wanted a big sister.”, Binky said in that anachronistic sexy voice.
“Oh Binky, Binky Binky Binky...” I said sadly. I knew what she had done. BIG sister. Older sister. That meant me. The older brother.
A monitor switched on, and replayed. Binky was standing there talking to someone that was clearly a female me. She was slightly taller, but not as busty. She looked slightly younger than Binky too. They were arguing, and she… I… backhanded her hard. She fell to the floor. She, that is I, stripped off my shirt, exposing plump breasts, I ripped my bra off, and dropped below the camera’s view. Binky screamed, and the monitor went dark.
I cried, and struggled against the chains. “Binky, let me go…”, I pleaded.
“Onee-chan, I can’t. I used my retro-virus to re-write your DNA, to make you metamorphic. I have no unaltered DNA to use to reverse the process. She’s in you forever.” My sister lamented.
“Is this your desert base? The one you got off that Villain foreclosure website. It looks different.”, I asked.
“Oh, no way. That place was a mess, it smelled of dead and decaying sea bass. After the former owner, an evil doctor… was convinced to retire by an international man of mystery… I got it for cheap, upgraded it and flipped it for a small profit.”, this is my island hideout. It was here or the Antarctic one, and this one was closer.”, she quipped.
“Is it just us here?”, I inquired. “The straps are chafing my arms.”
“I have a couple of scientists on retainer, working on various projects. Oh, and our butler is here as well.”, she replied.
I nodded the best I could. After a while, I fell asleep. I woke up later to find that the gurney I was strapped to had tipped over. I suspected that the other me had re-emerged, and done it. With a sigh, I looked across the lab, seeing Binky and her assistants working hard. I could tell she was frustrated, because she took off her glasses ad rubbed the bridge of her nose.
“Binky, are you okay? You look tired.”, I said as I looked over at her. She gave me a sad smile and came over to put me back upright. Among the alterations she had given herself was an above average level of strength.
“I’m fine Onee-Chan”, she sighed. I could see she was worn out.
“Binky, you look exhausted. At least have some food. You probably haven’t eaten in quite a while.”, I commented. She started to argue, but her stomach growled and proved my point.
Reluctantly she had the butler bring her a sandwich and some pretzels, along with a cup of tea.
As she finished her meal, she sighed. “There just isn’t enough of your unaltered DNA to work with. If I had some, I could make a template for the virus to differentiate and key in on destroying the new code.”
The butler picked up her empty plate and cup, and turned, but not before speaking. “Excuse me, Mistress Binky, Master Maximillian… If you need untainted DNA, might I suggest looking in your parents old lairs? I happen to know that they kept samples of their own DNA there, as well as duplicate genemappings of all of you. If they do not have Master Maximilian's DNA, at least there should be enough material to synthesize it.”
My sister and I looked at the butler with our mouths hanging open. It was staring us right in the face. I turned towards Binky, and she nodded.
The butler had headed back to the kitchen, while Binky turned towards me and simply said, “He gets a raise.” I had to agree with that.
Binky began preparations to fly to Mom and Dad’s old base in the Antarctic. (Not to be confused with the one Binky had there.) As I was tired, I let out a yawn, and fell asleep.
Waking up later, I found that I was in a different place, one I hadn’t seen for a long time… Mom and Dad’s old lair. There was much damage to the place, and what looked to be scorch marks. I realized I was no longer strapped to the gurney, and worse yet, I was naked. I looked around for Binky, but I was all alone. It appeared that female me had made an appearance again, and the destruction to the lair was the result. I ran over to a computer terminal, and discovered it had been wiped. The door was blasted off the cold storage room. I looked inside, and saw a mess. There were shattered beakers, and smashed petri dishes. I had done a number on the place. Evidently the other me didn’t want to go. I sighed and looked around for clothing, eventually locating some ill-fitting scrubs and a jacket. The base’s helicopter was still in place. I guess other me had kept it safe for my departure.
Arriving in the Faulklands I ditched the chopper, as the fuel was almost out. Crashing on the beach, I got clear before it exploded. Making an improvised sling, I bound my left arm, feeling pain that surely signified a break. I staggered up the beach and passed out.
I awoke in bed to the sight of a man standing over me. He was staring at me breasts. I gave him a sultry smile and beckoned him to join me. I knew that the other me, that pitiful man, had broken his arm in the crash. But to me, it felt as good as new. Pulling the young, handsome man down to me, I pressed my lips to his and kissed him long and hard. Speaking of long and hard, he didn’t disappoint in that regard, as I soon discovered. We stripped each other silently, nothing said.
It was glorious, I felt his massive cock quiver as I rode him like a cowgirl. My huge tits swayed and bounced as he drilled up into me. I came moaning and screaming in ecstasy, and he cried out a few minutes later as his own orgasm tore through him. After my third, I was winding down, so I reached down and snapped his neck while his dick was still buried in me.
Searching his humble house, I found his keys, and after throwing on some loose pants and a tee shirt under a flannel long sleeved shirt, I started up his truck and headed to the local airstrip.
As luck would have it, there was a small corporate jet, belonging to some Argentinian oil guy. Sneaking on board wasn’t hard with my assets, and after banging the pilot, I disposed of him as I had the guy with the truck.
I sighed and did a quick survey of the plane. It was nice, a state of the art jet with all the amenities. I did a pre-flight check, and taxied down the runway, set for the next secret lair that had belonged to the parents. Hopefully I could keep Binky off my ass, and get all the data and samples. It was a race, as the Brocktons had lairs all over the world. If I could pull this off, I could be rid of that goody-goody male side. Then Binky would be mine. ALL MINE.
***
I woke up in the sleeping compartment. Apparently other me had slipped up. She had landed and dozed off. I got up and looked in the mirror that was mounted to the door. To my dismay, I was wearing a cocktail dress. Who knows where she got it, but I was stuck with it. Unless… Bingo!. My search of the quarters paid off, as I found a unisex jumpsuit. I quickly put it on, and looked out the window. We were parked on a flat stretch of volcanic rock. Presumably this was Mom and Dad’s old base in the South east Pacific.
I journeyed into the base, opening the hidden doors in the side of the hills, Inside things were dusty and disorderly. Shelves and file cabinets were tossed about. It looked as though some earthquake or subterranean volcanic activity had caused things to become strewn about. I hustled down to the cold storage facility and did some searching. There was a sample of my DNA! I prepared to hide it, when I felt strange. A strange shaking of my hands started, getting more and more violent. I felt light headed, and it grew hard to breathe. I fell to the floor, the vial escaped from my hand, and rolled under the refrigeration unit. I gasped for air, but quickly passed out.
***
Getting up off the floor, I winced in pain. I had landed funny, and my left breast hurt. It had been close, but I had been able to force my emergence. I would not let them get rid of me that easily. Making sure I destroyed the other samples, I left. I was in the plane and off, noting the arrival of Binky’s yacht.
Bitch might be hot, but I’m hotter. I put the plane on auto-pilot and stripped out of my clothing. I kicked off the panties and sat naked in the pilot’s seat. Mmmm I was winning. I sat and fondled my breasts, feeling the sensation of victory. As my fingers dipped inside my wet slit, I came hard. The turbulence wasn’t the only thing shaking the plane.
I skimmed the water at low altitude, sneaking into Mexican airspace. The Lair in the Yucatan might still be active. Damn them for having so many lairs. Skidded the plain to a landing in the bumpy terrain, it was a rough landing, and that plane would never fly again. Soon this lair would be destroyed, and another lab would be my target. Throwing on the jumpsuit, I rushed into the abandoned pyramid lab. Slipped int through the side door, and heard noise. Damn it. Had Binky beat me here?
I clung to the shadows, creeping slowly towards the sound. I pulled a gun from the side-holster on the suit, and pointed it at the source of the noise, coming upon none other than… my long-missing parents.
“Who are you?”, mother asked, pulling out one of her patented insta-death ray guns.
I looked at her, and smiled. “Mother dear, it’s me.”, I said with a smile.
“Binky?” Dad questioned.
“Yes…. it’s me, Binky. I sorta gave myself a little makeover.”, I said grinning.
If I can trick them, they might be able to do the work for me. With the three of us destroying the samples, I might have a chance to get out in front of… her.
“How did you two survive?”, I pondered as I looked at them.
“After the ‘Big Boy’ rocket crashed, your mother and I were severely injured. We strapped into an emergency module and set it’s course for this lair. We’ve been in suspended animation for years, waiting for our nanobots to complete their work on healing our injuries. We had only just revived a couple days ago.”, Dad explained.
Mom spoke up. “It’s been so long sweetie, let’s go into the dining room and have some cake and milk and then a nice long talk about what we’ve missed.”
I decided to humor them, and headed the direction they pointed. Little did I suspect that they would betray me. As I felt the twin jabs of needles in my back, I mumbled out a response. “There is no cake, is there?”
I awoke strapped to a table. Binky had arrived and joined the traitors. Dad was the first one to talk. “You think that we wouldn’t recognize our own children, no matter what they had done to themselves? Shame on you Max, or should I say Maxine?”
I felt a sharp pain as the next needle was poked into my breast. “I’ll be back”, I said in a cold, detached voice, as I felt my consciousness slip away.
***
Waking up, I looked around, I saw Mom and Dad and Binky sitting at a table by my bed. They catching up, and Mom was looking over Binky’s alteration logs. She smiled at Binky and spoke. “Dear, you did a good job on your modifications, but you failed to remove the evil gene from your codes, that’s why Maxine and yourself have the megalomania issues. In fact, you doubled it in her case. It seems though that your viral cleanser has removed the modifications you made to your brother.”
Dad looked over at me. “Hey sport, I see you have decided to rejoin us. I’m sorry about the deception, but your girl self was cray-cray.”
I nodded and sat up. “I understand Dad, and thank you.” He came over and gave me a hug.
Mom looked over at Binky. “Young Lady, after we finish your treatments, you are soooo grounded for turning your brother into a psycho nympho chick.”
Binky pouted, but the fact she looked like a hot 20-something woman reduced the effectiveness of the pout considerably.
I laughed out loud and then my laughter turned into a scream. I fell to my knees, tearing open my shirt.
My nipples were enlarged and my chest was swelling. My hair fell into my eyes, turning red as it did. I felt pain as bones shifted and reshaped. My testicles sucked up into my body with a painful jerk. I felt the loose skin of my scrotum reshaping, as my penis diminished in size.
***
I was back. I laughed. Their attempts to destroy me were futile.
“But… but how?” Binky cried out as she looked at me.
“Simple. If I had still been a virgin, that would have worked. But I had sex with a couple guys, and then transformed back. Absorbing their DNA neutralized your cure!”, I laughed.
I picked up a disintegrator gun off a nearby table. “Hasta la vista, baby!”, I screamed as I fired at my traitorous family. Binky managed to leap behind a desk made of impervium. Mother and Father likewise took shelter. I turned and backed out of the room, and out the door. There was a Helicopter in the hangar bay. I ran in, hitting the button to open the roof. Scurrying into the chopper, I took off. Waving with an evil grin to my family as they entered the hanger.
I set course for Cancun. I could ditch the chopper and hide there, while I drained my bank accounts and planned my next step. As much as I hated Binky for siding with the parents, I wanted her with me, she was my sister, and my fucktoy. Her experiment had used her own DNA as a base, giving me intellect on par with her. If I could use that to get her on my side, we could rule the world. Yes, I would need a plan.
Not long after I arrived off the coast, I jumped from the helicopter, letting it go down in the water, I swam to shore. There would be no evidence. It was far enough off shore that nobody would be able to see, and if they did, they would likely assume sharks had gotten the pilot.
Slipping out of the surf, I snuck through the shrubbery to the hotel lobby. Ducking inside, I made sure the gift shop cashier was busy, and made off with a bikini. Imagine my surprise, when I spotted Binky approaching from across the beach. She looked hot, damn hot. As in ‘I want to throw you down and do horrible things to you’ hot. She had a wicked smile on, and very little else. I noticed right away that she had done more upgrading, as her breasts were even bigger. She had a fuller, plumper ass, and even curvier hips.
I looked her way and motioned her over with a nod of the head. She sauntered over, a pronounced jiggle of her breasts and sway of her hips captivating not only myself, but those around us.
“So, you here to cause me trouble, sis?” I asked in a low, breathy tone.
She responded, her own voice now lower and more sultry with extra sex dripping from each word. “Not at all Dear sis. I saw how much fun you were having, and after dropping the Lair on Mother and Father, I decided to give myself a little more ‘oomph’, you like?”
“Mmm…. me likey a lot, Let’s go check in and give everyone something to really talk about.”, I sassed back at her. We entered the hotel in our skimpy suits, hands and lips all over each other. After giving the concierge something to dream of, we headed upstairs, our bikini tops partially unfastened by the time we got out of the elevator. I swiped the key card and entered the room, Sis slinking in behind me. We collapsed on the bed, tongues entwined, as we felt each other up.
Binky took the initiative, pushing me down onto the bed, and in a bold move, she tied my hands to the headboard with some extra sheets. I was expecting kinky foreplay, but was disappointed when she pulled out a dart gun. Where the hell had she hidden that in her tiny little bikini? With a quiet hiss of air, the gun released a dart that hit and stuck firmly in my right breast. Within seconds, I was out cold.
I awoke still female, with the parents having joined Binky. So, she lied about that. I watched as she peeled back what appeared to be the skin on her throat, and pressed a button there. Next, she peeled the skin back on her right wrist, and pushed more buttons. With a jolt, energy arced around her body, and
the illusion of her flesh disappeared. She was wearing a black skin-tight suit with hexagonal patterns and glowing green circuits on it. She walked closer to me, and pushing another button on her wrist, the suit hissed and shrunk back to her normally sexy form. Pulling off a hood, her hair was revealed to have reverted to her natural blonde shade.
“Mom and Dad helped cure me of that darned evil gene mistake I made. And I feel so much better now Nee-san.”, she said. “After that, it was just a matter of digging out my chameleon suit. Dad helped me fix the power supply errors that had kept it from working. You see, nee-san, we are so much better as a family than divided.”
I spit at her and struggled against my bonds. I screamed, but after a few minutes, there was no reply from outside.
“We thought you might resort to that, so I jury-rigged a sound dampener out of the coffee machine and TV. You can scream all you want, but nobody outside this room will hear you.” Dad added.
Mom came up closer and rubbed my hair. “I’m sorry Max, this is for your own good. We’ll remove the evil genes now, and you can go back to work, and rejoin the family. We just can’t leave you running around being bad. I know we three are mad scientists, but we have to avoid the temptation of true evil.”
Binky approached with another sedative syringe, and as I fought to get free, The futility of it hit at the same time as the needle punctured my upper arm. I felt my consciousness wane, and drifted off to sleep.
***
Waking up at the Estate, I felt peaceful and tranquil. No worries, no evil desires. Just calm and serene. That is, until I noticed the long, brunette hair dangling over my left eye. I did a mental assessment of my situation, and noticed that the weight on my chest was there, as well as some things that weren’t there between my legs.
“B...BINKY!” I screamed in a noticeably female voice.
“Oh good, you are awake, Nee-san!”, she said from somewhere out of sight. I looked up to the best of my ability, still being bound. She came in from around a corner. “Nee-san, isn’t it wonderful? Mom and Dad helped me take the nasty evil genes out. Now you are my wonderfully sexy big sister, and I don’t have to worry about you being a big meany, or trying to take over the world!”
I sighed and looked at her, before speaking. “Binky, I’m mad at you. I know your evil genes were partially responsible for what happened, but I don’t want to be a woman full time. I had a very successful career, and I enjoyed what we had before.”
Binky sat down on the bed, and then reclined next to me, gently rubbing my breasts. “Don’t worry about it Nee-san, Mom and Dad are down in the lab right now studying their notes and maps of your DNA, and I even convinced them to include a means to switch back and forth at will!”
I looked at my hot little sister and grinned. “you mean you and I can… as girls… and then I can change.. and we can do it the other way?” She nodded and rested her head on my chest. I did notice that she was rubbing her cheek gently against me. I kissed the top of her head and stroked her hair gently as she dozed off.
“You know, this might not be so bad.”, I mused silently as she slept.
***
True to their word, Mom and Dad did fix my DNA and I was able to change back to my original self, With their assistance Binky’s DNA-rewriting virus was patented and approved by the FDA for clinical trials. With in the next 10 years it should be able to be used to cure cancers, correct genetic defects like Downs syndrome, and deliver gender modifications for transgendered individuals.
Binky received the Nobel prize, and in family tradition, Mom and Dad conceived another baby in the coat room during the ceremony. I do admit that Binky and I spent time in a different coat room as well.
When Mom had little Steffi, she retired from the mad science scene, and they went on a cruise around the world, teaching our new little sister about other cultures and visiting various locations of scientific importance. After Steffi was born, I saw a maternal side come out in Binky, the desire to have kids of her own. I have to admit, our new sister was adorable and just as precocious as her big sister.
I was sitting at the desk, reading the mail when Binky came in. “Hey Bink, We got a postcard from Mom today, apparently they are in Italy this week, following DaVinci’s studies.”
She looked over. “That’s cool, Onee-chan!”, she giggled.
I looked over at her. I didn’t miss the red hair at all, she was still sexy as a blonde, and the little glasses perched on her nose made her look really hot. “Whatcha been up to?” I asked.
“I’ve been down studying Mom and Dad’s notes on the method they used to stabilize your change, and make you able to go back and forth. I’ve come across a new use. Don’t worry, I’ve talked to Mom and Dad, and they went over the notes, and there shouldn’t be any issues with what I’ve planned.”, she said with a smirk. “In fact, they green-lighted my trial. I will need your help though in testing it. Could you please turn into Maxine for me?”
I tilted my head slightly, but did as she asked. Closing my eyes, I imagined the mental cue that triggered the transformation. I felt my shirt getting stretched by my expanding breasts, so I unbuttoned it and threw it to the floor. The jeans were starting to pinch my hips, so they also hit the floor. With my waist narrowing and hips expanding, I lay on the bed, feeling the sensation of my body’s alterations. When my testicles receded in, and my penis shrank into my clitoris, I bit my lip. I opened my eyes to ask Binky what she wanted next, but it was quite evident as I stared at her large, erect penis and her large testicles.
“What… what did you do?” I stuttered.
Binky smiled and put her finger to her lips. “Shhh Nee-san, let’s test it out, shall we? Then afterwards I’ll make it go away, and you can have your turn entering me.”
I blushed and leaned back as she climbed on top of me, our breasts squishing together as she positioned her member to penetrate me.
I sighed and let the feeling of bliss take me over. My family might be strange, and I’m still getting used to being both male and female, but you know what? I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
Binky is already talking about wanting to have a baby. I haven’t told her yet, but after she does, I think I want it to be my turn.
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#56. The protagonist knows how to dance. Somehow. The romantic interest won't if it is a she, will if it is a he. - Katssun
#56A. A little sister, should they exist, does ballet. - Katssun
#56B. And are better than you are in everything. - RoseBunny
#128. There is always an expert around when you need them. you: "Oh no! the penguin is acting strangely, is there an Ornithologist in the house?" Random guy: "Why Yes, I'm an ornithologist!" - RoseBunny
#128A. Said expert is never given a name and is never seen again after being viciously used as a plot device. - Amethyst
#60C. Your 12 year old sister looks older than you, and constantly comes on to your friends. - RoseBunny
#60C1. And she calls you "Onee-chan!" while squishing your face in her DD cup cleavage. - RoseBunny
#133. Nerdy guys turn into hot Miss Hyde characters, but nerdy girls never become the Mr. Hyde ( I wish someone would pick this idea up and run with it. I can't do the Miss Hyde thing Justice) - RoseBunny
#98. Hidden tropical island lairs are not cliche. - RoseBunny
#98A. Only the heroes have arctic bases. - Katssun
#98B. The villains use the Antarctic, even though there are plenty of actual civilian bases there. - Katssun
#94. The cuter, the deadlier. - RoseBunny
#19. Every male character has a deep baritone and every woman is a soprano. - Katssun
#6. Access to things like private jets and limos is no big deal. - RoseBunny
#46. The cake is a lie. - RoseBunny
#46A. On the off chance that a parental figure does exist, they are really good at baking. - Katssun
#46B. Especially brownies, which always have marijuana baked in. - Null0Trooper
#46C. Bread though, does still make you fat. - Katssun
#107. Terminator references are a must in any situation which is supposed to be serious, but you don't want taken seriously. - Amethyst
additional:
#2. You have to be one of the pretty people. - RoseBunny
#3. You have to be "totes popular" - RoseBunny
#14. When a boy is turned into a girl they always like it. - Amethyst
#16. Parents? At all. Anywhere. - Katssun
#19. Every male character has a deep baritone and every woman is a soprano. - Katssun
#20. Every female character is at least a C-cup, even the teenagers. - Astrodragon
#22. Nobody is named Bob or Jim or Jane, they are all Austin, Dustin, or Skye. - RoseBunny
#52. Nobody is concerned that your little sister is 7'1", and built like Porn-star Barbie, when just a year before she wasn't. - RoseBunny
#53. Most transformations complete while you're asleep. - Katssun
#53A. And they never hurt. - RoseBunny
#53B. Premonitions are dreams, and they are the opening paragraphs. - Katssun
#53C. Because, magic. - Amethyst
#53D. And visiting the doctor will confirm that they are 100% complete. - Katssun
#63. Characters will suddenly break into Weeb-ish Japanese, even though they live in Cleveland. - RoseBunny
#63A. Which says so much about Cleveland, tbh. - Null0Trooper
#63A1. Everyone uses Cleveland as the bad example city. - RoseBunny
#64. There will be a beach vacation. Because who goes anywhere else? - Katssun
#64A. There will be boobs. - Fiddlerfox
#64B. Or hot Springs. - RoseBunny
#64C. Bikinis are the only type of swimsuit that exist. - Katssun
#64D. There will invariably be a bathhouse. - Amethyst
#64E. Bikinis double as acceptable ski wear. - Null0Trooper
#64F Guy will end up in the girl's bath, hot spring, etc. - RoseBunny
#64G. Towels will be dropped. - Amethyst
#64H. Sand, it gets everywhere, except in this story where it isn't really a factor. - Katssun
#66. Afore mentioned DD-Cup 12 year old little sister will crawl into main character's bed. - RoseBunny
#82. All endowed women come with reinforced back musculature to alleviate the pain of having their big busts. - RoseBunny
#82A. They won't even hurt their back from physical trauma! - Katssun
#91. Step relatives are always romantically interested in said protagonist. - Fiddlerfox
#91A. Protagonist finds out the 12 year old DD-Cup sister was adopted. - RoseBunny
#91A1. Her introduction in the story mentions she's adopted or a step-sister right after it describes her cup size. - Katssun
#91A2. If the protagonist turns into a girl, They end up shorter and flatter than said sister. - RoseBunny
#118. When a male becomes a female, they always just use a female version of their male name. - Amethyst
#118A. Even though they're using essentially the same name, nobody catches on. - Mylian
#120. Everyone will assume the redhead is evil, unless she's the plucky sidekick. - RoseBunny
#120A. Even if she is the plucky Sidekick, she may still be evil. - RoseBunny
#120B. Or she's being framed. - Abi
#120B1. Or she's making it look like she's being framed. - RoseBunny
#120C. Ginger hair dye makes women become either evil or Plucky Sidekicks. - Amethyst
#120C1. Redheads who dye their hair will immediately reflect on their misspent lives. - Amethyst
123. Volcano lairs only erupt after or during attacks by the protagonist(s). - Amethyst
#123A. Probably because the protagonists destroyed the machines controlling the volcano. - Pyro Hawk
#123B. Such eruptions will only occur after painfully slow countdown sequences. - Amethyst
#123C. Trying to take ideas from Austin Powers and use them in a serious context. - RoseBunny
#131. Hot Female scientists will always have glasses, nylons, and a short pencil skirt to go with their lab coats and cleavage exposing tops. - RoseBunny
#131A. Same for teachers and Librarians. - RoseBunny
#131B. And said labcoat will be left completely undone, despite all regulations against such. - Abi
#131C. Their undergarments will always be matching sets from the raciest pages of Victoria's Secret. - Amethyst
#131D. Said scientists will be working on some sort of experiment that will increase their sexiness, and sexual desire. - RoseBunny
#131E. If the subject is a librarian or teacher, the odds are they are a succubus. - RoseBunny
Rules????
Where did you find these SA rules?
"Life is not measured by the breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.”
George Carlin
It's a list that we made up for fun
On the Whateley Discord server. the contest stated that the entrants had to use 10 of the 133 rules, as assigned by random umber generator. You were allowed to use more than those 10, but you had to at minimum use the 10 you were given. Rules.
The desk was made of impervium
Ha! This was the topper I think. No better way to protect yourself than to hide behind an object made of Impervium. Probably just a few element numbers away from Unobtanium. Cute.
>>> Kay
Absolute Farce
Classic farce, and I mean that in the best possible way!
Reposting from Discord.
Reposting from Discord.
Nice and as silly as the premise of the contest is! Good job!
Fantastic!
Love it! Sounds like it was fun to write too!