Someone opened their eyes, a sick feeling coming over them. Fighting through it, they sat up and noticed a rather-unfamiliar weight at their chest. What the …?! They turned their eyes downward and a furious blush spread across their shocked face. Are those boobs?! They, whoever they were, wore a red halter-top, but the left part was quite blatantly out of place, leaving one of their large mounds in full view. In disbelief, they poked their left index finger into the soft flesh of the exposed breast, their blush somehow growing worse at the sensation. They’re real. I really do have boobs, but am I not a guy? Also, why am I suddenly feeling kind of weird? They rubbed their legs together uncomfortably before working up the courage to snake their right hand down between their legs and reach under their brown miniskirt and white panties. It’s official. I am now a chick.
With a drawn-out sigh, she started fumbling with her currently malfunctioning top. An awkward moment later, she had the once-problematic side in place. Wobbling a tad, she climbed to her feet, almost falling due to the pair of black heels she wore. Now noticing extra weight behind her, she reached back and discovered two things growing out from her lower back. Somehow, she had become a bunny succubus. Though she had a pair of black succubi wings coming out from her lower back, she lacked both the horns and tail of the typical succubus. Instead, she possessed the ears and tail of a bunny girl.
It’s not just my gender that changed. She dropped down to her knees in dismay. I’m not even human anymore. How does that even happen? Her long, light-brown hair shifted forward as she lowered her head, her white bunny ears drooping. Her golden eyes focused on the ivory skin of her hands. Who am I? Why can’t I remember my name? She squeezed her eyes shut, tears forming in their corners. I was crossing the street and … A truck … There was a truck. Am I dead? She slumps to the cold, stone floor, a few of her tears plopping down.
The floor’s cold. Her cheek rested against said floor, her now-opened eyes staring vacantly across its gray surface. I want to go home, but I don’t really remember much other than the truck. Sighing again, she stumbled back to her feet, still not quite used to bouncing with her movements.
[Greetings. Please proceed to the Demon King’s throne room.]
“Who said that?!” The woman nearly jumped out of her supple, ivory skin. She frantically looked to and fro for the source of the unexpected voice.
[You have been summoned to protect the Demon King. Please proceed to the Demon King’s throne room.]
“Summoned? Demon King? Throne room? I don’t know what you are talking about, Mister. I just want to go home. Where are you anyway?”
[I am the system’s interface. I am nowhere. Please proceed to the Demon King’s throne room.]
“Yeah. Yeah. I get it. Proceed to the Demon King’s throne room,” the woman replied sarcastically, crossing her arms beneath her sizable bust. “Wait. What do you mean by system?”
[I am the interface for the system that governs the world. You need not speak aloud to address me. Please proceed to the Demon King’s throne room.]
Governs the world? Wait. Can you tell me who I am?
[Name (unset):
Race: Bunny Succubus
Skills:
Soul Absorption: *Censored*
Charm: You are charming and can charm men.
Incubation Ritual: You cannot get pregnant unless you first use Incubation Ritual.
Flight: You have wings and can fly.]
[Please choose a name.]
Why is this suddenly feeling like I stepped into some kind of weird game, and why is Soul Absorption censored? Her face instantly turned quite red as the likely reason for the censoring dawned on her.
[Focus testing suggested that the Soul Absorption description should be censored. Do you require additional information on Soul Absorption?]
She shook her head frantically, her bunny ears flopping about, her face still red with embarrassment.
[Please choose a name.]
She ponders the possibilities for a moment, her blush fading as her head cooled off. A name … A name … How about Bliss?
[Name set. Error in status corrected. Reason for error is unknown. Thank you for choosing a name.]
[Name: Bliss
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Race: Bunny Succubus
Skills:
Soul Absorption: *Censored*
Charm: You are charming and can charm men.
Incubation Ritual: You cannot get pregnant unless you first use Incubation Ritual.
Flight: You have wings and can fly.]
[Secondary error in status detected.]
There’s another error? Bliss plopped herself back down upon the cold, gray stone of the floor at this point, choosing to sit cross-legged. She figured it may take a while before this, whatever this was, got resolved. Is this why I don’t remember much from before I got here other than the truck?
[Answer unknown. Missing skill detected. Restore missing skill?]
Go ahead.
[Restoring missing skill. Skill restored. Error in status corrected. Reason for error is unknown.]
[Name: Bliss
Race: Bunny Succubus
Skills:
Soul Absorption: *Censored*
Charm: You are charming and can charm men.
Incubation Ritual: You cannot get pregnant unless you first use Incubation Ritual.
Flight: You have wings and can fly.
Demon King’s Guard: You are stronger in the Demon King’s Castle.]
Oh … Nice … That skill actually looks useful. Bliss smiled to herself as she got back up, her bounce still feeling alien to her. I really need to get used to that. Maybe a bra will help. I’m not sure I want to wear a bra though. She took a moment to look around the room. The walls (and even ceiling) did not appear all that different from the floor. All of them looked to be made from similar, gray stone. A few torches glowed along the walls, providing OK lighting to the room, and a lone exit waited not far away. This is the Demon King’s Castle, right?
[Yes. Please proceed to the Demon King’s throne room.]
I’m going. I’m going. Bliss took a final look at her starting room before grabbing one of the torches. Surprisingly, it felt good in her hand. You mind directing me to the Demon King’s throne room.
[Error in knowledge detected.]
Wait. What? You telling me I should know that? Can you perhaps fix my memory? The quite-charming succubus leaned forward in anticipatory hope. Maybe she could get her messed-up memory fixed.
[I can correct the error. Acquire spacial information for the Demon King’s Castle?]
So just some missing information for the Demon King’s Castle. Her shoulders slumped in disappointment, her lips twisting into a pout. Guess it isn’t the fix I was hoping for. Fix it. Send me the information.
[Sending spacial information.]
Bliss’s golden eyes flashed as a torrent of information poured directly into her. It was such a big hit that she almost fell flat on her rump. Luckily, she managed to maintain her stability but could barely pull that feat off. Her torch, though, tumbled straight to the floor, almost but not quite scorching her right foot in the process. She bent over to pick up the dropped item, the information dump having already trickled to a stop. What the hell was that?! You trying to kill me?!
[Spacial information sent. Error in knowledge corrected. Reason for error is unknown. Please proceed to the Demon King’s throne room.]
Yeah. Yeah. Let’s get this over with. Bliss headed out the door and began walking down a long, sprawling hall. Suddenly knowing all about this place’s layout feels so weird.