FUCK. MY. COUSIN. Ew, not like that of course – I mean that I need to fucking be done with her. But if I even have to think about sex one more time I’m gonna freak. Ever since she got her hands on that trait swap device and stole my gender, she’s been obsessed with messing with me and embarrassing me in every way she can. And apparently it can swap MENTAL things as well. Like, switching my something-that-I-can’t-even-remember with another girl’s – I mean, some girl’s – super irrational arachnophobia. I don’t care if it’s just in my head, that thing is fucking scary and she needs to get it out of my fucking face. Oh my god, she needs to change this back fast – but the more I make a big deal of something, the more she’ll want to keep it that way!
That shit is far too dangerous – I knew it had mental power, because only the user and the victim would have awareness of each change, but I thought it was just for physical traits! Apparently even your own fucking mind isn’t safe from having its aspects carelessly traded off. Now she’s getting off on terrorizing the whole classroom, and you just have to pray that she gets tired of you and starts obsessing over someone else, and that whatever you’re left with is something that you can accept – because as far as I’m aware, no one has gotten her to undo jack shit. I don’t think even she remembers everything she’s done, and maybe it’s not even possible, with the maze of three and four-way swaps that she’s done – and that’s only what I could get some super-embarrassed friends to admit to! (I know it makes logical sense, but I still can’t believe that they hadn’t always been girls...)
I secretly had to write everything down as soon as I could. At first she wanted to be a handsome boy, and to see me get all dolled up as the girl in the family. Then she gave me light blonde hair from that transfer student girl, a slightly gap-moe deeper voice from the teacher across the hall, and the entire rest of the body from another girl who was a model! And I’m pretty sure my old female friend wasn’t originally supposed to have that stupid annoying larger bust, but I guess it doesn’t matter whose it is, ‘cause it’s stuck on me now. But I never knew that her friend was so terrified of spiders. Ugh, now I gotta just hope I can get her to switch out this shit – I never wanna feel so terrified of anything ever again. Nothing can be worse than fucking spiders. CAN SHE PLEASE FUCKING STOP NOW??
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This started as a stupid trash draft, as I usually don’t write anything if the art is too recent, but I love Uika, so it's a little free service for anyone who happens to find this page. The idea I basically stole from another cap “Schoolgirl trait swap” that can be found in my favorites list.
Picchi Linky: https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/9119789
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