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The pink demon

🇺🇸Vicar_Amelia
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When 20 year old college student is hunted down by truck-kun and “reincarnated” only something is wrong... “Yes!” “Huh? Why are you enjoying this? This isn’t part of the script!” Well...here we are again. I said I wouldn’t but I found some inspiration and didn’t want to waste it. You probably won’t be seeing this till I have at least ten chapters ready but whatever. (Edit a bit before this is ready to be released): As I said idk a couple days ago I was working on a project and here it is. Also this story did veer off of what i originally had planned but the premise is essentially the same yet also not. (End of edit) Warning: graphic content and swearing, lots of it. I don’t know about any spicy stuff yet but there may eventually be some spicy scenes. Other than that there isn’t much else to talk about.
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Chapter 1 - Truck-kun on the prowl and “reincarnation”

After finishing my classes it was almost time for my part time job. I worked at a gas station, yes not the best job out there but I need money and a lot of the jobs I wanted to work needed full time which I obviously couldn't do. So I went for plan R and settled in. My shift lasted from five until the night shift guy decided to show up. Truly I held respect for him but he would often come in late. Thankfully I usually didn't have to wait longer than a half an hour and there weren't as many customers so I didn't really mind waiting. Of course the manager wanted to replace him but not many my age were willing to take a night shift.

Tonight was one of the rarer times he came on time. We exchanged nods and I left for my small apartment.

...

It wasn't even 15 minutes later that something strange happened. A horn blasted loudly as if a very impatient driver wanted someone to move out of the way. I decided to ignore it as it was all too common to see some crazy ass driver speeding around like a maniac. From behind me I could here the horn approaching quickly. Finally I turned around only to see a truck driving full speed right at me. I immediately tried to dodge to the right but it was already too late. Excruciating pain spread through my left leg. A whole portion of it had completely turned into mush only hanging on by what was left of the skin.

I have heard of such a phenomenon before, THE LEGENDARY TRUCK-KUN! Who hasn't heard of it by now. It struck mercilessly and without any discernible reason. It seemed it had chosen its next target and it was none other than yours truly.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!" I yelled out in fear and pain

I had never felt so much pain in my many years of life. In the distance I could hear a screech and a beeping noise. I turned to see it turning back around and my mind went into overdrive. Using all my strength I hoisted myself off the ground. In the distance I can hear the sound of a reving engine and I limp sprint away. It was truly a horrible thing that even the most brave weebs would fear. I turn a corner just in time and it barrels past me with just a few feet to spare.

Truly I thought I was almost in the clear. The sound of screeching could be heard as the truck came to a stop once again. I laughed as I slowly made my way down the street towards another turn. A truck as big as that would have a horrible time of chasing me if I continued to turn down random streets no matter if it was controlled by some cosmic entity or god himself.

If it even attempted to turn at the speed it was going it would surely tip over. I took out the phone that sat in my right pocket calling the police and an ambulance.

As I thought of an ambulance my mind seemed to snap back to reality as the adrenaline that was keeping me calm was cut off. I screamed out in pain as I clutched my left thigh.

"Hello? Is anyone there? If you are in pain please tell me where you are so that we can assist you." Came a voice from the phone that now lay on the ground

I continued to scream, unable to bear the pain. I could feel a buildup in my throat and I puked up all the food that still resided within my stomach.

"Alright sir we have your location and an ambulance is on its way. Please take deep breaths and listen to me"

*screeeeeeeeeeech*

An unimaginable amount of pain shot through every nerve in my body as I shot forward.

"SIR!? SIR, CAN YOU HEAR ME?"

Somehow my phone managed to survive and the voice of a woman could be heard. As I lay there facing the thing that took my life. I was surprised to see people hop out of the back and rush to my position.

"Truly I thank you for this truck-kun you have helped us so much in gathering valuable resources."

A man wearing a lab coat walked to me and knelt down. In the background a man in some sort of military attire walked over to my phone.

"Ah, leave it. We had a deal after all." Said the man in a lab coat

"Yes sir." Responded a deep, gravelly voice

"Now pack it up and let's get out of here." Two other men wearing the same attire as the first walked up to me and picked up my broken body. The first took a needle out of a pouch at his waist and walked up to me. He jabbed it into my torso and I felt a great deal of pain before passing out.

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"Oh, you're awake huh? Well I'd say it's a bad time but don't worry we'll put you back under. We wouldn't want you killing your self unintentionally or intentionally. Now it's time to go back to sleep." Said the man in the lab coat before I felt a similar feeling from when I was first injected.

Over the course of I don't know how long I slipped in and out of consciousness until all feeling was cut off.

...

The next thing I knew I was sitting upright in a chair. Straps and chains held me down. I struggled against them but I felt extremely numb and week. After several more attempts I gave up and noticed something I hadn't before.

Crimson stitches circle neatly around my arm just a bit in front of my elbow. It wasn't just the stitches that surprised me though. It was how delicate my arm looked. It was as if I was looking at...a girls. [1]

My head shot to my crotch and it was gone. The thing I had known for as long as I could remember was gone. It's not that I had any special attachment to it or something weird like that but it was in the top 10 most surprising things in my life ever. Coming in at number two right behind the truck attack. My gaze was once again taken as I look to my chest to see two small lumps. A diagonal line of the same crimson stitches stretched from my shoulder to below my left armpit. Even more stitches covered the visible parts of my body.[2]

I had read about it a couple of times but never in my wildest dreams did I think it would happen to me. I had been gender bent.

"I see you have inspected your body rather thoroughly." My head snapped up to see the same man in the lab coat from the truck attack.

I blushed slightly not because of the change and the obvious implications such words held but because I sat bare naked in front of such a pervert. He obviously had no qualms looking me up and down though he frowned slightly before taking a seat in the chair across from me. A thought came to me and I looked all around. There was nothing but white.

The only exception to this was the table that separated us and the two chairs.

Note: and here it is, the thing I'm sure all of you have been waiting for. The project I had mentioned twice and I'm sure you were all curious of. NOW ENJOY!

1: no they aren't all over her arm only in a certain place. Kinda like a bracelet or something except near the elbow.

2: no they aren't covering her whole body there's just a lot of them.

Sorry to disappoint (if anyone was actually disappointed) but I am not updating this, I am just bored and thought I'd fix this up a bit so it's easier to read and at least looks somewhat presentable. Idk if I'll update this anytime soon, I kinda fucked up the newer chapters with that whole gang thing, got a bit too cringy and I lost motivation. Anyways, the bye.