Damian selected the randomize option under the "Overwatch" submenu, but went out of his way to set his preferences to "male". However, just as he went to load in, he noticed a glitch. His screen distorted slightly. The usual darkness surrounded him but something was off. His loading screen didn't display any of Overwatch's gimmicky male heroes. Instead he saw a woman with bluish gray skin in a tight purple outfit aiming down the sights of some super advanced looking rifle. That was odd. Maybe father updated the game to show more than just the loading screen of the character you pick? That seemed kind of pointless.
As the loading screen faded, this was the point when Damian was used to waking up in the game. However, what struck him as out of the ordinary was he wasn't an Overwatch character. He was just plain old Damian Wayne. He found himself in some kind of small living quarters complete with a bed, closet, and bathroom. The room had metal walls and everything was meticulously organized. It reminded him of the time he spent the night aboard the Justice League Watch Tower in space.
The young ward investigated the room, sitting up from the bed. He was unfamiliar with Overwatch's lore, so he had absolutely no idea where he was. On the wall he found the same advanced weapon the woman in the loading screen was wielding. Maybe that gun was standard issue for whatever organization she was with? He went to the futuristic door and attempted to open it but the keypad read "credentials invalid". What the hell was that supposed to mean? Something was off. He wasn't supposed to be himself in the game world. Would the other characters notice he was just a kid or would they see him as whoever the game auto-selected? He didn't really care all that much either way. This game was acting strange and he decided it would be best to attempt to leave via the menu.
Damian pulled up the in-game interaction menu and tried to press the "quit" option but it was grayed out.
Unavailable - Complete the quest objective in order to access this option.
"That's new..."
Damian scratched his head. What was his objective supposed to be? He was locked in a bedroom. He couldn't leave the starting area yet he couldn't quit either. His hunch seemed to be correct his assumption that he was experiencing a glitch of some kind.
Suddenly, another pop-up appeared.
A glitch has been detected. Performing hotfix...
The pop-up relieved Damian for a moment. The game was maintained by Brother Eye, his father's custom created AI that operated the batcomputer.
While the game was fixing itself in the background, Damian wondered which character he was supposed to be. He perused the sterile metallic bedroom and opened the closet. He was expecting to find some sort of advanced armor to match the weapon but what he found instead was that same tight looking purple latex outfit the girl in the loading screen wore. He sifted through the other hangars and they were all just the same jumpsuit but in different colors. There were also several pairs of high heels for various occasions lined along the floor of the closet. This room undoubtedly belonged to a woman. Damian wasn't dumb, he had an idea of who the game auto-selected, he was more in denial than anything else.
He turned over to the dresser and pulled out the top drawer, finding only an assortment of women's thongs in varying colors and materials. His face reddened and he shoved the drawer shut. He grabbed an electronic device that resembled a futuristic phone and held it up. There wasn't an unlock screen. Suddenly, a light shined on him and scanned his face.
"Talon ID confirmed," an automated voice emanated from the device.
"Welcome back, Agent Widowmaker," the screen displayed this "Widowmaker" woman's profile. Low and behold, she was the same woman Damian saw on the loading screen. But how? This didn't make any sense. He specifically selected "male" options on the simulation's filter before loading in. Those options had to be bugged or this game was just very glitched.
Again, Damian tried to quit but the game gave him the same message.
Unavailable - Complete the quest objective in order to access this option.
Damian groaned but before he could complain any further he saw a new pop-up.
Glitch patched. Downloading character model... 0%.
Objectives updated. Get dressed and attend the briefing.
"Wait what?"
Damian scowled. Get dressed? The game couldn't be serious. What did it mean downloading character model?
Unfortunately for Damian, his questions would soon be answered as the purple jumpsuit from the closet shot off the hangar and coiled around him like an anaconda seizing its prey. At the same time, a thong from the drawer threw itself at him and snuck up his pant leg. "Gah!" Damian struggled against the jumpsuit shredded through his clothes and clung to his flesh like a second skin. He gasped for air as the garment cinched in his already thin waist. He hunched over and caught himself on the dresser, seeing his reflection in the mirror to the closet. He didn't know it then but he now looked like a young man just wearing a tightly fitting Widowmaker costume. The suit had an open V that ran all the way down to his waist, obviously meant to show off a bust he didn't have. He tugged at the material, his face redder than Jason's hood. Whatever the outfit was made of, it wasn't coming off without a fight.
Damian fought valiantly, yanking and tugging at the material until he fell over onto the bed. As punishment, the suit cinched his waist inward even further. This time he yelped as a revolting series of cracking sounds came from his spine. His spine was adjusting to make his torso taller. His legs had the same idea, his thighs elongating a bit all the while being flooded by a mixture of womanly fat and muscle. His dick strained against the material of the jumpsuit, pressing against his thickening thighs. He tried to pull at his crotch to give his third leg some breathing room but the suit snapped back in retaliation.
Damian winced in pain, the thong from earlier riding deeper into his ass as his butt expanded. He couldn't see it yet but underneath his jumpsuit, the skin on his thighs had turned a bluish gray shade like he'd seen in the loading screen. The suit clung to his newfound curves despite Damian thinking the article would have surely torn by now. Somehow it only got tighter and left very little to the imagination. He now possessed the famous ass that turned heads whenever Widowmaker walked the halls of Talon HQ.
The blue skin spread up his thighs and assimilated his ass and hips, slowly approaching his dick like a vulture.
"What's happening to me?!"
Damian shouted, seeing he now pretty much looked like the woman in the loading screen from the waist down for the most part. There still remained his troublesome bulge but his body seemed to leave that part of him be for now. He now could see his skin turning blue as his waist became flat and toned. His already slender hands became more feminine, his fingernails elongating and his hands becoming blue as well. The shade spread up his arms, the little muscle he had becoming extremely toned.
His thin shoulders became less broad even though they weren't very developed to begin with, his chest and neck turning a matching blue shade. He felt his prepubescent adam's apple slip away as his neck changed color. Finally, his childish face started to morph. His cheeks turned an even brighter shade of red as his dick suddenly became erect but only barely with what little wiggle room the suit allowed. His nipples grew more sensitive by the second as mammary glands began to form beneath his supple flesh. His cock started to pump inwards on its own while a womb began to form. His prepubescent body was unwittingly being forced through female puberty.
He tried to wrap his manicured fingers around the bulge in his suit but could barely get ahold of it. He didn't really have a plan, any train of thought he had being derailed by another sudden burst of pleasure. His dick inserted itself in and out of his newly forming vagina, rubbing along the walls of a freshly forming clitoris. "Hah! Hah..." Damian's moans were in his new womanly voice, the sultry tone making him sound like the star of a porno, not some infamous assassin. He cupped his fleeting boyhood with one hand and in a vein attempt, he tried to quit out repeatedly.
Unavailable - Complete the quest objective in order to access this option.
Unavailable - Complete the quest objective in order to access this option.
Unavailable - Complete the quest objective in order to access this option.
"Dammit let me ou- HAH!"
Damian groaned in ecstasy as her face rearranged and her hair grew in length, tying itself up into a ponytail. The remaining evidence of her ever being a boy was gone with a single slurping noise. She found herself subconsciously rocking her hips at the air as feminine lust temporarily filled her mind. She was too distracted by her first orgasm ever, let alone the fact that it was a female one. She didn't notice her chest growing until two mounds of fat hung from her chest and filled out the jumpsuit nicely. Her newly sensitive nipples grazed the latex material which sent static signals to her brain.
The pair of matching heels and the set of the suit's gloves adorned her hands and feet, a matching headpiece that Damian saw the character wear while she was sniping landed on her head as well, completing her new look.  You have the following choice: 1. Continue |
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