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Choose Your Hero! - Cherche (FEH TG)
The Green Orb - Cherche
 
    I immediately tapped the green orb icon, only to be shown an unfamiliar pop-up.
    “Please enter the name of the hero you desire.”
    “Hm. Must be how FEHacks works.” I guessed. I never actually saw anything on the page of how the program actually got me the heroes I wanted. “Now, which one do I want the most…?”
    It took me a minute to think, but there was one character that had somehow evaded me since the game’s launch. I was in serious need of a decent green axe-wielder, and the hero that came to mind just so happened to fit the bill. Cherche, a dragon rider from Fire Emblem Awakening, was equal parts cute, elegant, and a demon with an axe, and recent changes to the game made her…well, okay, she wasn’t the “best” of units. But I’d always liked her in her game, and in my opinion she was one of th
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Literature
Choose Your Hero! - Micaiah (FEH TG)
The Blue Orb - Micaiah
 
    I immediately tapped the red orb icon, only to be shown an unfamiliar pop-up.
    “Please enter the name of the hero you desire.”
    “Hm. Must be how FEHacks works.” I guessed. I never actually saw anything on the page of how the program actually got me the heroes I wanted. “Now, which one do I want the most…?”
    There actually wasn’t much to guess. I had always loved Micaiah, one of the main characters from Radiant Dawn. I thought she was both an inspiring and really well-designed character, and even though she was sort of sidelined about halfway through the game’s story I had always been attached to the sweet and brave light mage. I had also been disappointed with how long it took for the game to add her to the roster.
    “Geez, you’d think they’d give a character that was practicall
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Choose Your Hero! - Start (Fire Emblem Heroes TG)
Choose Your Hero! – Start
 
    I was finally fed up. Fire Emblem Heroes, one of my favorite mobile games, had finally pushed me to my limit. See, the gimmick of the game was that you collected various characters from across the Fire Emblem universe to come together and fight in battles under your command. Some people were ultra-competitive, going through the process of burning through hundreds of heroes (and dollars) to create the perfectly-equipped, maxed-out-stats heroes for player-vs-player matches. I, however, was just a pure-hearted fanboy, who’d loved the series since it first showed up in the US and wanted nothing more than to collect as many of my favorite heroes together in one game. Sounds fun and simple, right?
    Well, if you’ve ever played a ‘gacha’ style game before then you know where this is going. See, trying to summon a new hero is basically gambling. Pay hard-earned orbs to get
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Literature
Choose Your Hero! - Mia (FEH TG)
The Red Orb - Mia
 
    I immediately tapped the red orb icon, only to be shown an unfamiliar pop-up.
    “Please enter the name of the hero you desire.”
    “Hm. Must be how FEHacks works.” I guessed. I never actually saw anything on the page of how the program actually got me the heroes I wanted. “Now, which one do I want the most…?”
    There actually wasn’t much to guess. My favorite character was Mia, the mercenary swordswoman from Path of Radiance and Radiant Dawn. She also happened to be one of the better units in the game – and was incredibly cute to boot. I remember being so excited when she was announced; her artwork was great, and she received some very powerful skills. The only thing that I disliked was her voice. It sounded so different from the one I had in my head, and I couldn’t get over it.
    “Psh, I bet even
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Literature
Freshmen Induction TG

Kyle, Arron and I were excited for our final year at college. We’d worked our asses off for the last 3 years and were finally ready to kick back. Still, we had to go to the same welcome ceremony our university gave every year. “Pfft. This is so stupid,” said Kyle, walking with his skateboard in hand as we made our way through campus. “I know, right?” I agreed. “We’ve done our shit. These stupid ceremonies are mostly for freshmen anyways.” Kyle nodded. “Still,” started Arron, “we could scope out some of the cute new girls while we’re here.”
“Tch, you serious man?” Kyle answered. “You’re still into freshmen girls? I’m not gonna lie, some are definitely cute but man, I’d expect you’d be into some more…mature girls by now.” He raised his eyes at me as if to ask ‘you get what I’m saying?’ I didn
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Literature
Equal Opportunity (Liliana Mumy TG)
"Man, I need a new job. Bad." I exclaimed. Nothing was available. Well, nothing for me, anyways. Everyone was looking for female employees these days, especially for restaurants and cafes. And I, apparently unfortunately, was male.
 
For some reason, the image of Liliana Mumy popped into my mind. "I bet if I was a cute girl like her then I'd get one or these jobs in an instant..."
 
Fun fact: never mutter shit like this out loud.
 
I instantly clenched my stomach as I felt it tighten up. It began to shrink inwards, giving me a much more slender figure. As I looked down I saw my hips began to widen, pressing tightly against my dark blue jeans.
 
"what the hell?!" I stumbled out of my office chair and headed to the bathroom in a hurry.
 
With every step I shrunk a little. My footfalls became more dramatic as my feet shrank. My shoes started to get smaller, with the brown leather boots turning into shorter canvas sneakers. My legs became slender and soft as they s
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Literature
Alex Dunphy TG Request
Curtis was a big fan of the show Modern Family, and especially loved the character Alex Dunphy, played by Ariel Winters. So when he found a fan website that sold "official" merchandise from the show while browsing the web one night he couldn't resist buying something. After sifting through pages of uninteresting props and icons from the show he settled on a pair of glasses resembling Alex's - while he admitted it was a bit odd, the item was the only one closely related to his favorite character. After waiting for a few days the package arrived. Curtis was so excited that he tossed aside the packaging without reading the carefully placed warning - "Warning: nanotechnology may cause buyer to experience sudden changes in physical makeup. We are not responsible for such incidents."
After looking the spectacles over, appearing to be nothing but a regular pair of large, round, black glasses, Curtis figured that there was no harm in putting them on. At first everything looked like one big blu
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Literature
Spirit Forest: The River TG
It was Saturday and I had nothing to do. Fresh out of college without any direction on where to go next, I had fallen into a slump of doing nothing but watching endless videos on youtube. And I suppose that's where it started. See, eventually, on that Saturday, I found one particular video that was quite intriguing. It was a video/short documentary on a series of disappearances in the woods not far from my town. At first it was ridiculous - the narrator kept going on and on about a Native American legend that the woods was home to some spirits that transformed people in some way or another. I wrote it off as local hogwash - and yet the notion that this forest was still relatively unexplored (not to mention absolutely beautiful) made me interested enough that I figured I could check it out for myself. So I put on some loose-fitting tan pants, a black t-shirt, and a pair of sandals. Yes, I admit, it was a poor choice in footwear, but I also didn't expect to be in the forest for too long.
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Free Samples (Ellen Page TG) Request for TGRebel2
Josh was house-sitting for his friend Amanda, bored out of his mind. Sitting in Amanda's kitchen, his thoughtless trance was broken by the sudden ring of the doorbell. Wondering who it might be, knowing full well that Amanda lived alone and wouldn't be back for several more days, Josh opened the door, only to find a small stack of mail on the concrete step in front of him. He began to sort through the stack as he returned to the kitchen, only to find a collection of various women's magazines. "Eh, what the hell" John thought as he began to peruse one leisurely. A few pages in he came across one of those small, white cards used for samples of perfume. This one in particular featured a series of perfumes called "Celebrity" - each scent was supposedly related to various famous females in pop culture. Looking through the list, Josh noticed one named Ellen, after Ellen Page. John couldn't hold his curiosity - he was a huge Ellen Page fan, and found her incredibly alluring. He swiftly tore o
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Literature
Kinzie Kensington TG
Jared was a huge introvert. He had friends, sure, but normally when they called to ask him to come out he would invent some excuse not to join them. This was mostly due to his self-proclaimed status as a technophile - anything that his friends suggested he could just replicate, usually better, on his computer or through some other mode of technology. One particular day Jared found himself in the same predicament: he had recently become enthralled with the game Saint's Row III, especially because of the open-world, almost fantasy-like environment. He had just got off the phone with one of his best friends, who asked him if he wanted to go drive around town for a while. As he hung up, Jared scoffed out loud.
"Pfft, why would I want to ride around in Jay's shitty truck when I could just jack a ferrari in the game?"
After running around in the game for a couple hours, Jared began to look up cheat codes. Most were pretty standard, giving him unlimited ammo or indestructible tanks, but then
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Little Sister TGAR (Request for samuelrj11) :iconjacobthetgfan:JacobtheTGfan 74 6
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Aly Michalka TG (Request for demisword) :iconjacobthetgfan:JacobtheTGfan 35 1
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Chasing Shadows - Double TG pt2 :iconjacobthetgfan:JacobtheTGfan 32 8
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A Magical TG
A Magical TG
Samuel was a huge fan of classical magic, and so naturally he was the first to visit the Magician’s Emporium when it opened just down the street. What he saw there made him feel like he was in his personal utopia – everything from posters and boardwalk signs to magic sets and equipment filled the small square of a shop. Samuel quickly found himself staring down at the glass counter towards the back of the store. In large, colorful letters a sign taped on the inside read: “Authentic Magical Memorabilia.” Curious, Samuel approached the owner behind the counter – a balding man with a thick, curling mustache and sharp eyes.
“Excuse me, but what exactly is it about these that make them more “authentic” than the rest of the stuff in your shop?”
“Hm?” Asked the old man. “ Oh, these. Well you see, young man, these items belonged to some of the world’s most famous magicians. Some say that parts of
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The Witch's Daughter - TG/AR
Sean had followed the voice all the way to this clearing. He had gone on a walk to enjoy the last of his summer evenings, picking the country park just down the road from his parents’ home where he’d been staying. It was quiet and secluded, the perfect place for him to be alone with his thoughts. It was there that he heard the voice of a beautiful woman. The voice sounded so sweet…and yet so sad. Sean cut through the brush and blackberries, following the voice until it was all he could hear. And then he saw her.
The woman had long, black hair, flowing down to her hips. She wore a flowing green top and a long skirt the color of autumn leaves that fell gracefully around her bare feet. She looked the part of a mature woman – perhaps near forty years old – and yet Sean thought her to appear as young as the girls from his college campus. The woman sang her song as she picked the purple flowers that grew in abundance throughout the grove.
Slowly, Sean approache
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The last part of the FE tg series is gonna be delayed slightly. Have another (academic) writing deadline that I need to meet in the next week, so TG writing is gonna have to be put on the back burner. But it will come, promise!

The Green Orb - Cherche

 

    I immediately tapped the green orb icon, only to be shown an unfamiliar pop-up.

    “Please enter the name of the hero you desire.”

    “Hm. Must be how FEHacks works.” I guessed. I never actually saw anything on the page of how the program actually got me the heroes I wanted. “Now, which one do I want the most…?”

    It took me a minute to think, but there was one character that had somehow evaded me since the game’s launch. I was in serious need of a decent green axe-wielder, and the hero that came to mind just so happened to fit the bill. Cherche, a dragon rider from Fire Emblem Awakening, was equal parts cute, elegant, and a demon with an axe, and recent changes to the game made her…well, okay, she wasn’t the “best” of units. But I’d always liked her in her game, and in my opinion she was one of the cuter characters of her type.

    I went ahead and entered Cherche’s name in the box, then tapped the ‘confirm’ button. “Alright, let’s see if this thing’s all it’s cracked up to be.”

    For a second I thought the game froze. It just sat there, stuck on the summon screen. But then the orb began to shine in a bright white light.

    “Yes! It worked!” I shook the screen with excitement. But as I watched the light fill my screen I thought it looked…brighter…than normal.

    “Wait, what?” I stood holding my phone in shock as the screen began to shine with the same bright light, as if somehow my phone’s backlight had been increased by a crazy amount. Soon it looked like the light was actually expanding out of my phone. “Wha…whaaaaaaaaa!

    I closed my eyes and braced for impact – but nothing came. Hesitantly I lifted my gaze to find that I was surrounded by an endless white room. My phone had disappeared completely, and I stood in the middle of the pale void, seemingly the sole inhabitant. I say seemingly because, without much need for inspection, I noticed an oddly-shaped object in the distance. Without any other conceivable option I headed towards it, and before long I began to recognize the object as a large axe, wedged into the seemingly permeable ‘ground.’

    The axe was quite large, with a pale brown handle that bore a navy-like black spiral all the way down to its pointed tip. Its massive silver blade was inlaid with a dark steel center that sported fanciful, almost renaissance-like gold etchings on both sides. Despite my better judgment I drew closer to the thing, thinking it may be a key to getting out of my new, limbo-like state.

    “Wonder what this is doing here?” I mused, nervously. The obvious connection between, well, whatever had just transpired and my seeking an axe-based unit sent up a ton of red flags, but on the other hand the weapon really did look like the only chance I had of finding some answers.

    I reached for the spiralled shaft and put all my energy into one, massive tug to get the axe loose. My hands snapped to the thing as if drawn to it like static, and I felt a slight tingle as my hands touched the surface. Still, despite my best efforts the thing wouldn’t budge.

    “Oh come on,” I yelled, directing my anger at some unseen force, “did you drop this here just to taunt me or something?”

    I went to throw my hands up in frustration – but suddenly found that they wouldn’t budge! What was first directed at removing the axe was now directed to my hands themselves, as I twisted, turned, and tugged to try and get them loose. Before long I was exhausted, now seemingly stuck to the axe itself.

    “What…*huff puff*…the hell? Come…*huff puff*…the fuck on!” But as I was just about to give it another go, something made me stop.

    Looked down to see that my hands were…different. They were smaller – not so much shrunken in size as they were slenderized. They looked delicate and soft, without a trace of hair and with longer, glossy nails that made them look almost feminine. With my wrists narrowed, my fingers appeared longer than normal, adding to the delicate look to them overall.

    “Umm, w-what?” I stammered, unable to quite comprehend what I was seeing.

    I had, as far as I knew, an alien pair of hands attached to my body. However, my eyes grew wide as begin to see my arms reshaping to match their extremities. My stocky arms became toned and elongated – stretching out before me as the fat and muscle combined into a slender but powerful build. I watched my hair fade completely, leaving the skin extremely sensitive to the air around me. My biceps tightened, swelling in a way that was brimming with power, yet retained the slender and athletic tone that seemingly matched my new hands.

    Next my shoulders receded, becoming more sloped as my torso began to narrow beneath them. I felt my stomach harden as it flattened into a set of toned abs, giving me a sturdy-yet-curvy center. My shirt began to thicken, yet become skin-tight at the same time. It squeezed my body into its new, slender figure as the neck crept up into a thin collar and the sleeves slid down my arms. Suddenly I felt a coarser leather begin sliding up my fingers and forearms, and when I looked down I saw that I was wearing a pair of thin, black gloves. They swallowed my tight-fitting sleeves (which felt strangely comforting as they slid down my hairless skin), and the section that covered my biceps exploded in a ‘poof’ of cloth. Lines began streaking their way down the surface of the cloth, giving the skin-tight suit some semblance of flexibility.

    “Ah!” I snapped as my back arched inward, throwing my chest in the air.

    I felt my torso squeeze even more as my back muscles tightened while my hips began flaring outwards. I felt the bones crack and widen inside, and my butt muscles becoming rounder, toner, and quite a bit larger as they pushed out the back of my jeans. My figure even more curvaceous, I felt a cool breeze as the back of my shirt opened up in a diamond-shape, showing off my newly toned back. Worse yet was the pressure that began to fill the skin-tight fabric above my pecs.

    “Oh…oh god!” I called in a strangely-pitched tone. I would have covered my mouth if my hands could move, but unfortunately despite the changes they remained glued to the axe.

    Instead, still stuck in my arched position I tilted my head down to see to mounds beginning to rise above my chest. The soft, plush-like top began to fill with the globes that continued growing beneath, pressing firmly against the fabric. Before long I found myself staring at a pair of beautifully round breasts, cradled by the appearance of a thin but tight bra underneath.

    “W-what’s hap-ppening to…to me?!?” I said again, this time in more of a whine. As I spoke my adams apple sunk into my narrow neck, surrounded by the caress of my plush shirt collar. The tone of each syllable rose higher and higher, going from my rough tenor to a ladylike alto.    

    “My…my voice!” I exclaimed. It was refined, but not airy or princess-like. As I felt my face begin to reshape I finally realized what it sounded like. “I sound…I’m turning into Cherche!”

    I snapped my eyes shut as the facial changes become too weird to bear. My face rounded and my jaw receded as my facial hair faded away to smooth, unblemished skin. My chin formed a slight angle as my cheeks rounded and my features shrank – my lips pursed shut as they swelled into a cute, pursed shape while my nose reduced, becoming smaller and less angular. My eyes became sharper, with the color changing to a orangy-hazel tone. I felt my lashes thicken as product applied itself to create a dark and elegant outline. Meanwhile, my eyebrows thinned to a sharp, dark-pink strip while my ears became cuter and rounder. I felt a tickling in my scalp as my wavy, brown hair began growing out. It lost all curl, becoming completely straight as strands began to tickle my forehead; the tips lightening into a dull pink-red. The hair continued to grow down my back, becoming thick and silken as it flowed gently past my shoulders, finally resting just above my hips as it tickled the open small of my back. As a finishing touch I felt silken cloth slide its way around the crown of my head – no doubt Cherche’s

    I muttered a light “nngh” as I felt pressure shifting to my groin, affording little time to process that I now looked like Cherche from the waist up. Another snap in my hips caused them to flair even more, and the pressure between them caused me to squeeze my thighs together. My unit began to retract into my body, and in an instant it began to reshape into a small, warm cavity between my legs. As it penetrated deeper inside I began feeling waves of pleasure, so much that I felt my face grow red as I let out a cute, soft moan as my new genetalia finished forming.

    Next my legs underwent a treatment similar to my arms, as they began to tighten into slim-yet-toned shapes. While slenderizing they actually grew a tad, increasing my height a few inches as I stood over the embedded axe before me. My jeans began squeezing my round, elongated calves and thighs in a tight embrace as the denim faded into a dark cloth similar to my top. As seams opened in the front and back of the top legs, my top extended down to cover my crotch and rounded butt in a skirt-like extention. I could feel my feet shrinking within my shoes, assumingly becoming narrower and more dainty.

    The next bit took me surprise. As my shoes began fusing with the fabric of my leggings they began to rise up as a metallic casing surrounded them. As a slight heel formed in the back the metal spread into a pair of shinguards and kneeguards, which were kept in place by the appearance of several leather straps that hugged my legs. A chestplate popped into existence over my torso, causing me to jump slightly as the heavy metal settled into place. Arm and elbowguards followed suit, along with a series of shoulder plates and hip-guards that resembled hollowed-out wings more than armor. Lastly I felt the cold metal sliding its way around my neck and chin, as the final piece of armor – a chinguard shaped like dragon wings – formed around my face.

    Then, without warning, the axe gave way and I fell flat on my back, the axe flinging to the side as I flailed in surprise.

    “Uwa-waaaaaah!” I cried out in my new, feminine voice.

    However, instead of falling flat on the hard surface I found my landing to be…soft? Opening my eyes, I realized at once that I was no longer in the white void. Instead I was laying on a verdant hillside, surrounded by rolling green hills that eventually gave way to the see.

    “I’m…I’m in Rosanne.” I wanted to phrase it as a question, but it came out as a statement. Slowly my mind was adjusting to its new reality – one where I was Cherche, wyvern rider of House Virion. “Wyverns…” I muttered quietly in my cute, soft voice, “…that’s right!”

    I put my hands on my hips in a bit of a pout. “Where is that adorable little thing?” I took in a deep breath, and called out: “MIIIINNNNEEEEEERRVAAAAAA!”

    A cheery roar greeted me from overhead, and I soon found a dark, winged figure descending upon me. Minerva landed before me in a whoosh of scales, growling a greeting in the cutest fashion. So many people thought wyverns were great, beastly monsters – and I just didn’t understand how they could believe such things about my adorable winged friend.

    “There you are,” I teased, giving her a frustrated smile. “You have a good hunt, sweetheart?”

    A rush of thoughts came over me, and I soon came up with a wonderous idea.

    “Now, how about we take a ride together?”

 

 

Choose Your Hero! - Cherche (FEH TG)
Round 3! This one was much tougher to decide - and a bit tougher to write, to be honest. But I think it turned out alright. Enjoy!

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The Blue Orb - Micaiah

 

    I immediately tapped the red orb icon, only to be shown an unfamiliar pop-up.

    “Please enter the name of the hero you desire.”

    “Hm. Must be how FEHacks works.” I guessed. I never actually saw anything on the page of how the program actually got me the heroes I wanted. “Now, which one do I want the most…?”

    There actually wasn’t much to guess. I had always loved Micaiah, one of the main characters from Radiant Dawn. I thought she was both an inspiring and really well-designed character, and even though she was sort of sidelined about halfway through the game’s story I had always been attached to the sweet and brave light mage. I had also been disappointed with how long it took for the game to add her to the roster.

    “Geez, you’d think they’d give a character that was practically the secondary protagonist a little more attention. Well, I’m gonna give this light mage the opportunity to shine.”

    I paused, disgusted with my own pun. 

    “Moving on…” I quietly murmured to myself as I filled in Micaiah’s name and tapped the ‘confirm’ button. “Alright, let’s see if this thing’s all it’s cracked up to be.”

    For a second I thought the game froze. It just sat there, stuck on the summon screen. But then the orb began to shine in a bright white light.

    “Yes! It worked!” I shook the screen with excitement. But as I watched the light fill my screen I thought it looked…brighter…than normal.

    “Wait, what?” I stood holding my phone in shock as the screen began to shine with the same bright light, as if somehow my phone’s backlight had been increased by a crazy amount. Soon it looked like the light was actually expanding out of my phone. “Wha…whaaaaaaaaa!

    I couldn’t help but yell as the white light enveloped me. I had expected it to burn or, at least, to feel like something. But no, instead it was as if I was still in my living room – only that my living room was now some sort of limbo-esque white expanse. I could feel some sort of ground beneath my feet, and (thank god) there appeared to still be breathable air. Other than that, however, I might as well have been floating in a featureless white blob.

    Then, out of nowhere a ball of golden light zipped swiftly past my face. “Whoa, what?” I jumped, almost shocked to see something else moving. The light bounced up and down, swaying left to right in a sort of mesmerising figure-8 before it started off ahead of me.

    “H-hey!” I called out to it, “wait! Don’t just leave me here!”

    I quickly took after the ball. Strange as it was, the thing might have been my only way out of, well, wherever I was. As I jogged after the thing I found myself passing through a trail of something resembling the pixie dust from Peter Pan – little specks of gold light that the large orb seemed to be shedding as it sped along. The thing bobbed and weaved in a manner akin to a playful bird, and I became so intent on catching up to it that I failed to notice its “dust” beginning to affect me.

    For one, my body began to shrink in size quite considerably. What I thought was the orb rising higher in the air was actually my line of sight shrinking from its typical 6’1” to somewhere around 5’5.” Both my arms and legs began losing muscle mass as they lost their slight coating of hair, becoming smooth as they swung through the air. I found myself unclenching my fists as my hands began to shrink as well. My hands swayed in a feminine motion as I ran, the fingers becoming thin, long and petite as the nails grew out, glossy and manicured. I could feel that my shoes felt bigger around my feet as well, as they too shrank several sizes into something much more petite and arched. Still, somehow, my clothes (while I found it odd that they were suddenly so baggy) remained on my person as I continued my pursuit.

    Next, my breathing rate began to sound higher-pitched as my chest began shrinking. My shoulders lost their broad stockiness and became small and sloped, connecting my slender arms up to my now narrow neck. My abs began to sink into my chest, which became toned but flat. My square-shaped body became a bit more trapezoidal as my sides crunched inwards, narrowing around the waist.  Meanwhile, my hips began expanding outwards until they pressed firmly against my jeans, swelling with both fat and widening bone structure that made them flair outwards and forced my skinny, toned legs into a slightly inward-facing angle. As my butt began swelling in the back I found myself in more of a slight, almost dainty jog rather than the near-sprint I had started at. My footfalls were much lighter – along with my entire body – and my skip-jog began to incorporate a slightly swaying hip motion.

    The orb’s hypnotic glow kept me distracted enough not to give these changes much attention. I was aware that something was happening to my body, but at the same time it was like I didn’t care. The orb held my entire focus, to the point that the continued changes didn’t compare to my desire to catch up to the orb.

    “Something…*huff*…something feels…*huff*…off…” I panted. I was becoming a bit more aware of how different my body felt – and how alien my clothes were on top of it – but regardless I found it impossible to shift my focus away from the orb. My eyes were glued to its golden dance in front of me, which seemed only to intensify in light as I made my comment.

    The glow reflected in my eyes, which began to widen and change from blue to golden-yellow. My lashes became thicker, darker, and heavier above them, making them even more dramatic and saucer-like. Slowly my cheeks began to shrink inwards along with my chin, giving my face a softly-angled heart-shape. My ears and nose shrunk into cuter shapes, and my lips became soft and pronounced, becoming much more feminine and cute. My breathing sounded higher and higher-pitched as my adams apple disappeared completely, leaving me with an airy and sweet voice.

    “Oh...oh no…” I managed to whine, having heard the changes in my breathing. And now the sweet sound of my voice became even more familiar. “It’s…*huff*…I’m be…*huff*…becoming Miciah!”

    It was then that I tried physically to stop and break away from the orb, but I found myself unable to control my own body. I was stuck in my dainty run cycle, subject to sit and feel the changes to my body continue. My dark-grey Vans began sliding up my ankles, swallowing the ends of my jeans as the toe began to shrink inwards. The dark canvas began to harden and lighten into a leathery texture as the ends squared up. The rubber soles hardened rose to a point that I began to hear my slight heels click against the ground as I chased the orb. The boots continued to crawl up my jeans – which had begun tightening – as they made their way towards resting mid-shin. The leather sat loosely around my ankles as I ran, but beyond that they hugged the shape of my narrow, taut shins nicely. My jeans became thinner and thinner, darkening throughout the process, until I was wearing a cling-tight pair of black, almost sheer leggings. The boots then split at the top as red laces wove their way through the split and up the rest of my calves, tying themselves off just below my knees.

    As my tights finished forming around my hips I began to feel pressure in the groin area.

    “N-no!” I cried in Micaiah’s voice. “Not that!”

    Still, despite my cries, the soft, tight fabric began to press my genitals against my body. I felt my cheeks redden as I felt them suck inwards between my legs, forming a tender and warm slit. The feeling pressed inward, going deeper and deeper, and I let out a slight, sweet moan as my new female genetalia finished forming. Whatever the case, I was officially a girl now.

    Next my shirt changed, going from light grey to burgundy as the sleeves disappeared and the waist began dipping below my waist. As a slight collar formed to my now-tunic, the waist split at the sides and squeezed my torso before becoming a loose, flowy dress at the base. I was able to pry my eyes away from the orb long enough to see fingerless gloves begin to appear around my hands, creeping up my arms with a thin black fabric before cresting in a wide, beige cuff halfway up my bicep. Gold bangles materialised around my right wrist while a red cord – similar to my boot laces – wound its way around my left.

    I then felt pressure building underneath the tunic, and watched as the chest grew tighter with two growing lumps. My chest pushed outwards as a pair of smaller, but certainly noticeable, breasts took shape. I twitched as fabric slid its way around both my breasts and my genitals, giving me a practical but certainly feminine set of undergarments. My swaying jog now incorporated much more movement from both my hips and my chest in a way that felt weirdly natural, and I realized that I was slowly becoming more accepting of my new shape.

    A blue scarf slid its way around my neck, coiling itself above my breasts as the tails shot outwards behind me, flickering with my run motion. I felt my face tickling as my hair began to grow outwards, sliding its way down the sides of my cheeks. Stripes of silver began to appear between my typical dark brown as the front fell down past my chin, stopping as it fluttered next to my new breasts. My bangs grew out slightly as my eyebrows thinned and changed to match my new hair, which was now almost completely silver as it shot back down my back in one large “swoosh.” As a finishing touch, another blue cloth swam down out of nowhere, tying itself around a cord of silver locks in the back so that I had a cute blue bow to match my scarf.

    As the changes subsided I felt my mind growing foggy. Was I always like this? Where had I come from – and why was I running? Without realizing it I was able to forget about the glowing orb as the new, hazy thoughts came over me. And then, suddenly, I tripped!

    “W-woaaaaah!” I called in my cute, airy voice. As I fell, the white around me faded into a more vivid landscape. Ruins appeared around me, along with banks of fresh-fallen snow.

    Yet, while I expected to find myself face-first against the old stones, I had been stopped mid-air.

    “Micaiah, you alright?” The voice was male, kind though serious. In a moment my heart skipped a beat, knowing exactly who it belonged to.

    I looked up at the green-haired thief that caught me. Sothe had that same, childish concern in his eyes, and I couldn’t help but smile.

    “It’s okay Sothe, I’m fine.” I said as I got back up. The memories came rushing in, and I found the fear give way to comfort. “But I’m happy to know I’ve got you to watch over me.”

              

 

Choose Your Hero! - Micaiah (FEH TG)
Option two of the FEH series! I know this one might be a bit close to the first one, being another character the Tellius titles, but I honestly believe Micaiah has one of the best designs in the entire series (her unpromoted version, anyways). Wanted to show the Silver-haired Maiden some much-needed TG love.

Also, you've probably noticed some similarities between this one an the Red Orb entry. That's just to make my life easier and draw some parallels for continuity/choose-your-own-change's sake to make it feel like equal options. It'll be the same with the other two, but I hope that each entry will at least have a somewhat unique feel - for example, this one includes a bit more of a mental change than the last.

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Choose Your Hero! – Start

 

    I was finally fed up. Fire Emblem Heroes, one of my favorite mobile games, had finally pushed me to my limit. See, the gimmick of the game was that you collected various characters from across the Fire Emblem universe to come together and fight in battles under your command. Some people were ultra-competitive, going through the process of burning through hundreds of heroes (and dollars) to create the perfectly-equipped, maxed-out-stats heroes for player-vs-player matches. I, however, was just a pure-hearted fanboy, who’d loved the series since it first showed up in the US and wanted nothing more than to collect as many of my favorite heroes together in one game. Sounds fun and simple, right?

    Well, if you’ve ever played a ‘gacha’ style game before then you know where this is going. See, trying to summon a new hero is basically gambling. Pay hard-earned orbs to get a chance at drawing a random hero based on their in-game classification. And it was an absolute pain in the ass. It pretty much came down to the fact that most of my favorites were made to be incredibly rare, and I never seemed to draw them.

    “Oh for fuck’s sake!” I yelled at my phone as I summoned another Donnel for the hundredth time. Angrily, I rage-quit the game and tossed my phone across the couch. “Seriously. Is there even a point to this game if I can’t at least get the characters I like?”

    I was about to grab my phone and delete the game entirely when a thought crossed my mind. The game was just software, right? And where there was software, there was sure to be someone out there who’d found a way around the code. I leapt to my office chair and began diving deep into mobile game cheats, hacks, and mods, to see if there was any hope of beating the Heroes system. Before long I stumbled upon a link of a link of a subreddit page that seemingly called out to me from across the digital void:

    “Tired of spending all of your orbs, and even more of your cash, trying to roll that perfect hero? FEHacks is your new best friend! Experience your favorite Fire Emblem Heroes characters first-hand with our latest mod!”

    “Perfect!” I exclaimed. I read on through the program description – apparently it worked as a sort of overlay that I would run alongside the game, and when I went to summon a new character I could simply enter the desired unit and they would appear ‘like magic.’

    I grabbed my phone and connected it to the laptop, skimming through the fine print that always accompanied 3rd party software like this: “FEHacks not responsible…any changes permanent…Nintendo EXTREMELY protective of IPs…” I figured it was the usual, standard stuff. Instead I focused on making sure the files downloaded properly. When they finished, I unplugged the phone and proceeded to install the FEHacks program. Upon completion, Fire Emblem Heroes started automatically.

    “Huh, guess they’re just linked now. I’m sure I can sort it out later if there’s an issue.” I mused as the game loaded.

    When the title screen appeared it was accompanied by an update window, which asked if I was sure I wanted to use an unauthorized program. I hit yes without hesitation, then quickly made my way to the summoning screen. Luckily, I was presented with orbs representing each of the character classifications available: red, blue, green, and grey.

    “Alright, now to see if this thing really works,” I declared eagerly.

    After thinking for a moment, I went ahead and tapped…
Choose Your Hero! - Start (Fire Emblem Heroes TG)
1) The Red Orb
2) The Blue Orb
3) The Green Orb
4) The Grey Orb coming soon


Alrighty! So a while back :iconmiragesand: did a week of Fire Emblem captions that inspired me to make my own series. Fire Emblem is a huge fandom of mine, and while it gets some TF/TG attention it always seems to be the same characters that get the spotlight. Which is crazy since the games have so many creatively-designed (and very cute) ladies. So I decided to do what I think qualifies as a mini-CYOC in order to write some transformations featuring some of my favorite Fire Emblem females! If this goes well then I might consider doing another with a different theme or adding more characters to this one.

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The Red Orb - Mia

 

    I immediately tapped the red orb icon, only to be shown an unfamiliar pop-up.

    “Please enter the name of the hero you desire.”

    “Hm. Must be how FEHacks works.” I guessed. I never actually saw anything on the page of how the program actually got me the heroes I wanted. “Now, which one do I want the most…?”

    There actually wasn’t much to guess. My favorite character was Mia, the mercenary swordswoman from Path of Radiance and Radiant Dawn. She also happened to be one of the better units in the game – and was incredibly cute to boot. I remember being so excited when she was announced; her artwork was great, and she received some very powerful skills. The only thing that I disliked was her voice. It sounded so different from the one I had in my head, and I couldn’t get over it.

    “Psh, I bet even I could have a better Mia voice than the one they gave her.” I boasted as I typed her name in the box. I then tapped the ‘confirm’ button. “Alright, let’s see if this thing’s all it’s cracked up to be.”

    For a second I thought the game froze. It just sat there, stuck on the summon screen. But then the orb began to shine in a bright white light.

    “Yes! It worked!” I shook the screen with excitement. But as I watched the light fill my screen I thought it looked…brighter…than normal.

    “Wait, what?” I stood holding my phone in shock as the screen began to shine with the same bright light, as if somehow my phone’s backlight had been increased by a crazy amount. Soon it looked like the light was actually expanding out of my phone. “Wha…whaaaaaaaaa!

    I couldn’t help but yell as the white light enveloped me. Suddenly I was standing in a white expanse, covered in what I could only describe as a tingling feeling. I began to breath in rapid, shallow succession, part in panic, and part in reaction to the feeling spreading over me.

    “What…what the hell is goingAH!” I slapped my hands over my mouth. My voice – it had changed several octaves mid-sentence! It became higher, and while it had a tomboyish sound it was definitely feminine.

    “My…my voice! It sounds…” my eyes widened in shock as I realized that I recognized the voice. It sounded just like Mia’s!

    Before I could even begin to process I watched as my hands became smaller and slender before my eyes. They shrank in both width and length, but as my nails lengthened they gave the digits a lengthy appearance. My arms began to follow suit, as they also became slim and smooth. As my blonde hair faded from the surface – leaving it soft to the touch, my muscles became somewhat thicker, the fat reducing to pure muscle capable of swinging a heavy iron blade. I turned my hands over as gloves of black and orange cloth began to materialize around them, creeping up past the wrist in a loose orange cuff. I felt a thin black fabric begin sliding its way up my newly feminine arms, stopping halfway up my bicep as several orange, leather straps slid themselves snugly around my wists.

    “Oh my god!” I cried in my still-unfamiliar voice. “I’m turning in to Mia!”

    Next my shoulders shrank inward, becoming defined but much more sloped than broad. Slowly my grey t-shirt sleeves began to shrink in towards my torso. My waist then snapped inward, narrowing near the top of my hips and causing me to arch forward slightly. My hips meanwhile began to flair outward, pressing firmly against the rough fabric of my blue denim jeans with a series of pops and cracks that made me clench my teeth. As I felt my slight beard begin to fade, my view was drawn to an intensifying feeling in my feet. Looking downward, I saw as my dark grey Vans begin to rise off the ‘floor’ as the heels began to thicken. While the tips of my shoes – and my feet with them – began to shrink closer towards me, the round toes began to square up and become a solid black leather. I felt myself pushed upward as the soles grew more thick with treads for texture, and a slight heel rising in the back. The flaps fused to form a solid surface, the laces combining and fading into a single silver zipper.

    As the mouth of the shoes began creeping up past my ankles, my pants shot up my legs. As they did, the legs themselves lost their thick, stocky appearance and became slender and taught. I winced again as they themselves lengthened, while my torso shrank – overall, I guessed that I had shrunk several inches but retained a fairly long-legged appearance (in stark contrast to my previously stocky male figure). My thighs became thicker with that same toned muscle as my jeans became shorts, slowing their march upward just above my knees.

    My shoes continued to grow upward, but became much looser past my ankles as the leather relaxed past the zipper. Despite my newly short, narrow feet, my bottoms were dominated by the pair of black boots (with newly formed metal straps). However, just like with the gloves, a sheer black fabric began to swallow my lower legs. My socks had become tights, sliding their way over my slender, hairless legs until they began to approach my pants. They then shot up underneath, but stopped about halfway up my thighs. I both saw and felt the ends thicken into leather, tightening under a similar, belt-like strap underneath that held them in their skin-tight state.

    Suddenly I felt a tickling on my forehead, and my attention was shifted just above my eyeline.

    “Uwah!” I cried, more startled than in pain, as my dark-brown hair began sagging down towards my face. The rigid shape of my swept-back ‘poof’ of hipster-esque hair faded almost instantly as bangs exploded down in front of and around my face. The tips began lightening into a deep blue that was instantly recognizable as Mia’s hair. It swished past my cheeks and hung in a cute swoop just past my brow, while the extended bits swished their way past my oddly-smooth cheeks until they hung in strands just above my shoulders. The back also burst forth, sliding down my narrow neck (which had, sometime during the process, lost the adams apple) and down to the small of my back in one big, blue ‘swish.’

    I felt my head beginning to shrink into a much narrower, cuter shape, but a pressing feeling in my chest. “Oh…oh no,” I began to stammer in Mia’s voice, “no, no, nononono!”

    My shirt – which had begun to squeeze my body snugly as it re-shaped into a black, sleeveless top – began to rise right above my chest. As the top became a thick cotton, its collar rising up my neck, I grasped my ‘pecs’ as they began to swell, larger and larger, into large globes of flesh. I squeezed my new breasts in shock, still refusing to believe they were real even as they were held firmly in place as a thin, tight black bra materialised around them.

    “B-boobs?!? I have…boobs?”

    Meanwhile, more fabric began to materialize over my black top. An even narrower, sleeveless strip of orange and gold fabric formed in the center, covering most of the black top as it began to extend both upwards and downwards. As the collar formed around my neck like an orange halo, the bottom fused with my shorts – which quickly slipped halfway up my thighs – and gained two additional pieces that flared out at my waist and stretched downward to make something reminiscent of a skirt, attached by a series of brown straps and a large, black leather belt that slid snugly around my torso and cinched itself in such a way that it left me with a shallow – albeit very feminine – hourglass figure.

    My face continued to reshape as well. I felt my chin become narrower and shallower, making my face and cheeks appear much rounder as a whole. My eyes grew larger, shimmering as they shifted to (what I assumed to be) Mia’s bright aquamarine color. My eyebrows became thin and blue, matching my hair, and my lashes became thick, dark, and defined to make my eyes look both bigger and brighter. My lips grew cuter and slimmer, and my nose shrank to a small, button-like shape as my ears followed suit. I felt two distinct ‘pop’s as small beads of silver were inserted into my lobes. As a white band of cloth found its way wrapped around the crown of my head, I found myself looking my new body over. Appearance-wise, I looked exactly like Mia.

    “Is…is that it?” I said in a hushed tone, almost afraid that I would incur some sort of punishment. I stood with my legs braced wide, my hands spread similarly as if to balance my new form.

    As fate would have it, there was one, crucial component that I had forgotten. As the tingling reduced to focus on my groin it became almost warm – not painfully mind you, more like a…massage. I immediately snapped my thighs together and sunk down as I felt my unit begin shrinking into my body.

    “N-no!” I cried, willing it to stop, “not…not there! I…I…ah!” I grew red at my girlish cries as I felt things begin to reshape, and a small, warm, slit form between my legs. The crevice grew deeper, and I felt my insides reshaping into a more fitting set of organs to match my new body.

    “I…I don’t…want to be a giiiirrrrllll!” I whined as the tingling – and the transformation – finally finished.

    Still, I felt the urge to stand back up. My head was spinning. Part of me hoped that this was all a dream, and yet the other part knew very well that it felt real. In my confused state I felt something attach itself to my right hip – a small satchel – and then my body bounced as a heavy metal and leather object attached to the left as swung around my back. I knew at once that it was a sword – something I somehow found myself feeling very attached to. With another ‘ting’ an iron shoulderplate appeared on my left shoulder, its brown strap sliding around my chest but resting firmly above my breasts.

    “This…this is my gear…” I stammered. I was myself, but I was also her. “I guess…I guess I’m Mia now…”

    As I said the words, the white world around me faded into something more natural. I was standing in the middle of a road that split a series of long, rolling fields. I saw a small village in the distance, and a dark forest behind me. Not knowing what to do, I raised my arms and stretched them behind me.

    “Welp,” I began, almost a bit too carefree for what had just transpired. It felt like every second I was feeling more and more like Mia…like myself. “I guess all I can do is go forward. Who knows? Maybe I’ll end up a master swordswoman after all.”

Choose Your Hero! - Mia (FEH TG)
The first of the Choose Your Hero stories is here! Had to start with what's probably my favorite female of any FE game, Mia. Hope you enjoy, and more to come!

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Professional academic with a passion for history and anthropogy
TG writer (with hopes of improving my artistic skills one day!)
Loves video games, travel, delicious food and good conversations

Not super active anymore, but every once and a while I jot down a few paragraphs towards another story.
Interests
...Tg stories pull me back in.

Maybe it's because I'm more free now that term's over, or just that crazy life changes pull me back into doing something familiar and that I'm comfortable with. Either way, I've found myself wanting to write more TG stories (even though my last journal talked about how I'd become tired/dissatisfied with the medium). I've continued working on a big project that I abandoned last year - it's actually something I'm pretty proud of, and while different than what I normally do I hope it's enjoyable to those of you who like my stuff. On top of that I've been drumming up some ideas for other caption and stories that I hope to actually see through. 

I'm not gonna lie, part of my rekindled interest is due to a lack of material elsewhere. That's not to say it's bad - by all means, I still see a lot of good TG stories out there these days! It's just not quite what I'm interested in or looking for. So instead I figured the best way was to put more out there myself! I think a big part of my earlier discouragement came from a conflict of quantity vs quality. Sometimes I felt like, if the story wasn't told in the right way, or didn't instil a clear and imaginative image, then it wasn't worth posting/writing. But at the same time, I really wanted to get a specific idea out there on to 'paper' (so to speak). Now I'm just going to try writing whatever I feel like, and just being okay with it for what it is. However, because I'm just trying to write for my own sake I will continue to refuse requests for the foreseeable future. Thanks for understanding.

Now, a quick poll question (because I am but a poor university student that cannot afford Core membership):

What type of narration do you prefer in TG captions?

1) 1st Person ("I" narrative) 
2) 2nd Person (the "choose your own adventure" narrative) 
3) 3rd Person ("insert name here" narrative - typically in request pieces) 

Please comment below with the number you prefer. It might affect upcoming stories, after all. 

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