Interactive story: Divine ascention (growth, beautification, demon TF and more)

[Lord T Hawkeye]

Howdy folks, it's that time again. I do the writing, you do the deciding of what the protagonist does next.

The rules...

1. No metagaming, the protagonist may not act in information she doesn't know.
2. You can't put in a suggestion twice in a row, let everyone have a turn.
3. I reserve the right to veto anything I'm not comfortable with as always. Let's try and be tasteful.

With that...shall we begin?

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The sound of an alarm clock wrestled you from a peaceful sleep. It was the first day of high school for you, a day you had many mixed feelings for. You were excited to see your friends again but just as nervous about this new experience.

Deciding to get off on the right start, you pulled yourself out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Turning on the light, you looked at yourself for a moment. You were a typical girl who turned 14 years old last summer and you were starting to look more like a woman than a girl ever day.

So...what do you see looking back at you in the mirror? How do you look this fine morning?

[jato]

(first, thank you there should be more demoness tf/be stories out there)

Getting ready for the day you turn to the mirror
as usual your reflection shows you a brown eyes, sandy blonde hair, skinny, light tanned 4 foot 4' girl who is the spitting image of yourself, with bed hair and sleep still in your eyes

then in the mirror you noticed that your once flat A cup chest had grown slightly, puffing out more than usual...they feel sore and swollen, finally at last puberty was hitting in the right places

Happy at the new accomplishment, you turn towards the door of your room
excited about today but failing to notice the reflection of you in the mirror briefly change to that of a tall, monsterous endowed red-skin, raven hair, naked woman and changed back as you closed the door, heading down stairs towards the bathroom

[Lord T Hawkeye]

(You don't pick up the story, just fill in the blanks as I go along is all. thanks)

After wiping the sleep from your brown eyes, you brushed your sandy blonde hair back since it seemed you had been quite rough with it in your sleep. You sighed that you were still pretty short and skinny but at least you were taking shape in other areas. Little by little, that was the way to go.

Once you cleaned up, you went back to your room to get dressed. Turning on the light, you looked around at the room that represented what kind of person you were.

What does your room look like and what does it say about your hobbies, personality and other traits?

[jato]

The room is mess to put it lightly..
Your clothes are thrown everywhere making it hard to judge whether they are clean or not, magazines litter the floor giving it the appearance of a crazy mosaic with the occasional unidentifiable item rising out of the heap

The surfboard that was given to you laid in the corner with your skateboard which needed new wheels, a reminder of previous summers events of a dare
As you shift a heap of clothes to grab a t-shirt and pants, you think to yourself on how tomboyish you are, memories of the beach trip are reminder to how your friends from the break freaked-out when you showed up wearing a girls swimsuit discovering that you were INDEED female.... Go riddens to them you though, as you pull up some pants over your non-existant hips, a photo fell out of your back pocket and fell silently to the floor, showing a bright smiling you with a boy you once lived next door to, as you pick it up you read the back of the photo "..Friends no matter what..." as you finish reading you smilie to yourself 'No matter what...right Ky?' you sigh as you place the photo on a dresser top...then you notice the time

(...i couldn't think up any names so i did a search on a name data base and ky is irish for church... get it church!! divine, demon...... i thought it was funny)

EDIT: D@mn you sodacat!! T_T....all of this wasted

[sodacat]

Your room would look fairly messy to an outside observer, but the various flashy trinkets, souvenirs, and kick-nacks you've collected are all organized and categorized perfectly to you over several bookcases and your writing desk. The most prominent of these is a fiddle your uncle had given to you for a past birthday, but your talents, as far as you were concerned, were more in line with the literary world. You have a complete run of Sharia Talent's fantasy series The Deeper World, as well as some of her more "adult" novels stashed under your bed. It's so easy for you to imagine yourself as the protagonist of Talent's novels, venturing off to another world, free of the pressures of modern life, but that doesn't happen in the real world.

EDIT: curses! foiled again...

[gamonthehand]

well im glad your making another one of your amazing stories hawkeye. I hope i enjoy this one as much as the cat girl series

[Nihtgenga]

Yay, another interactive story! You rock these things!

No suggestions as of yet, but I'll be reading with interest.

[Lord T Hawkeye]

(Sorry jato, can't do two in a row. Let's give everyone a shot)

Your room would look fairly messy to an outside observer, but the various flashy trinkets, souvenirs, and kick-nacks you've collected are all organized and categorized perfectly to you over several bookcases and your writing desk. The most prominent of these is a fiddle your uncle had given to you for a past birthday, but your talents, as far as you were concerned, were more in line with the literary world. You have a complete run of Sharia Talent's fantasy series The Deeper World, as well as some of her more "adult" novels stashed under your bed. It's so easy for you to imagine yourself as the protagonist of Talent's novels, venturing off to another world, free of the pressures of modern life, but that doesn't happen in the real world.

You got dressed for school and came downstairs to find your mother getting ready for work. It seemed your dad had already left.

"Good morning," she said as she rushed to get her affairs together, "We're going out after work so don't wait up for us."

The sound of the doorbell rang out.

"Oh that must be your friend...who was that again? I'm so forgetful in the morning..."

Who is your best friend?

[Nihtgenga]

Lisa, a fairly tall girl who's noticeably more 'developed' than you. A brunette with mid-back length hair, who wears glasses.
(obviously, the details are yours to work out. )

[sodacat]

OK, so, FYI I made up that name Sharia Talent with an anagram program(ten points if you figure out the anagram!), and figured it was a spanish name or something. This afternoon I googled it, and I'm really not comfortable with what that would symbolize. So I'd really apperciate it if you'd just cut that bit out or rename the author or whatever. Thanks.

(please don't derail please don't derail please don't derail)

[omglawlz]

Originally Posted by sodacat

OK, so, FYI I made up that name Sharia Talent with an anagram program(ten points if you figure out the anagram!)

A Satan Hitler?

[sodacat]

Originally Posted by omglawlz

A Satan Hitler?

One out of three right.