"This is a dream, this is a dream," Eddie laughed as he began to slap his own face. "Wake up, wake up, damn you!"
"S-should I call an ambulance? You're really freaking out," the blonde woman replied in a sickly-sweet tone of voice. "Sit down, sweetie, I'll call 911."
"Yes! Yes, call 911, there's something seriously wrong here," Eddie laughed nervously. "I must be seeing things, because you're not Jasmine."
"But I am Jasmine," the blonde pouted as she crossed her arms in a huff. "And you're my baby brother. I know its only a 3 year age gap, but I practically raised you."
"We're half-Asian, yet you're standing there with blonde hair and blue eyes," Eddie continued to chuckle in disbelief. "No, no this must be a prank or something. Did Jas put you up to this? Is she trying to fuck with me or something?"
The stranger replied by getting Jasmine's phone and dialing emergency services, and before they knew it, an ambulance pulled up to the strip mall. A slender paramedic with a short brown goatee stepped up to the apartment and knocked on the door, where the blonde let him inside.
"Okay, so our friend here is freaking out? Experiencing hallucinations?" the man asked as he scratched at the bald spot at the back of his short brown hair. "Sit down, buddy, and let's get your vitals. You're going to be okay."
"Sir, please, tell me that you're seeing a busty blonde woman right there." Eddie asked frantically as the paramedic began to take his blood pressure.
"Um…yes, there is a blonde woman there. Your sister, right?" the man replied.
"Yes, I'm his sister," the stranger pouted again, with her arms sinking into her expansive breasts as she crossed them over her chest. "He's acting like I'm some kind of monster that he doesn't recognize.
"Because that isn't what she looks like! I'll prove it." Eddie continued to exclaim frantically, before turning to the curvaceous woman. "If you are Jasmine, then show us your driver's license!"
Shrugging, the woman reached into the pocket of her shorts and took out Jasmine's wallet, before taking out her ID card and showing it to the paramedic.
"It's the same woman," the man chuckled. "Now son, you can be honest. Have you had anything to drink? Maybe some kind of illicit substance?"
"What!? Let me see that!" Eddie yelled as he snatched the license from his sister. Grinning, he saw that the photo was still that of Jasmine as she should look. "Aha, see, that's her right there!"
"What are you talking about? It's the same blonde woman," the paramedic asked with a raise of his eyebrow. "You must be seeing things for real."
"H-how can you not see that? The woman in this picture has dark hair, and that's my real sister," the frantic young man continued as he reached up and grabbed the paramedic's shoulder. "See, how are you going to tell me that—
The paramedic suddenly began to shine as his body was blotted out by the same swirling, bright orange light as before, where his glowing silhouette began to drastically change shape. Blinking as the light faded away, Eddie screamed as a tall, voluptuous African woman was now seated right next to him, her large, dark breasts pressing into the young man's shoulder as she raised an eyebrow.
[Touch successful. +5 EXP.]
"The picture matches this fine young woman here, sir," she explained as she handed the ID back to 'Jasmine'. "Now hold still while I check the rest of your vitals."
"No, no, no, no, what the fuck just happened!?" Eddie yelled as he moved away from what was a Caucasian man only moments ago. "Are you not seeing this? You were a man, and now you're—this lady!"
"I've always been a woman, silly," the paramedic laughed as she stroked Eddie's arm reassuringly, her hair a gorgeous, well-shaped afro. "Hmmm…well, your blood pressure is going up, but that might just be due to your frantic state. Now I could wheel you to the hospital to—
"You! You, didn't you see that this person here walked in as a man?" Eddie next frantically asked the blonde woman. "Didn't you see when she—I mean, he, lit up?"
"Eddie, you're scaring me. This gorgeous woman here was who walked out of the ambulance," the woman claiming to be Jasmine explained, her lower lip pouting in concern.
Yet, the dark-skinned woman's curvy body was stretching what used to be man clothes with her wide hips and immense backside. Eddie wasn't on drugs, but he sure felt like he was as he looked between the two women that had equally sexy, voluptuous figures.
"Wait a second…bimbo touch system," Eddie muttered to himself as he recalled the white letters that had appeared in front of him. "Um…you know what? I feel better now. I just need to get some air. I'll be right back."
"Eddie, wait! At least let her finish checking you out!" Jasmine called after him as Eddie quickly slipped on his shoes and rushed out the door.
Walking into the cool, rainy night, the young man put some distance between him and his apartment as he shook his head, still trying to grapple with reality and the perplexing situation he was facing.
"What did that floating prompt tell me again? I had to say 'status' or something to view my progress?" he muttered out loud, before clearing his throat and speaking louder. "Status? Uhh…view status? Stats?"
Upon saying 'stats', a sudden box of white text opened right in front of his face, and as an avid gamer, Eddie was all too familiar with what resembled basic, albeit oddly-labelled RPG stats.
[Eddie Cho]
Age: 20
Level: 1
EXP: 10/100
[Rewards]
"What the actual crap?" Eddie whispered out loud as he looked upon the floating words, where he attempted to grasp at them to no avail. They eventually faded away. "What is this? Am I in a video game or something?"
Thinking back to approximately an hour ago, when the text first began appearing to him, the young man recalled the initial sentence that he'd read.
"Wish granted. Unspecified parameters noted. System randomization in progress."
"I wished for a way to level up in life…is this what that is?" Eddie continued to ask himself as he started circling back towards the plaza. "But how? Jasmine and that paramedic…they turned into those hot chicks. Wait…those letters read 'bimbo-touch system' or something like that. Is that what this is? Does that mean…I turned my sister and that guy into those women? What the hell is a bimbo even?"
Googling "bimbo" on his phone, the frantic man quickly looked up the definition.
"An attractive but unintelligent or frivolous young woman," Eddie read out loud as he blinked in confusion. "Is that why they were acting kind of ditzy? Ugh, that's besides the point. Did I somehow get powers? Powers to turn people into…bimbos?"
He had to find out, and a test subject quickly appeared behind him.
"Hey, Eddie," an elderly Indian man called from behind. "Um, you and your sister are going to be able to make rent this month, right? It's just been a tough month for us, is all. I'll need to keep your deposit if you can't pay."
It was Mr. Singh, the owner of the suite that the two siblings were renting.
"Y-yes sir, we'll have the money, don't worry," Eddie assured him, before getting an idea. "In fact…why don't we shake on it?"
"Uh…okay sure," the elderly man smiled as he extended his hand. Wincing in anticipation, Eddie took it and watched.
To his surprise, Mr. Singh became awash with spirals of orange and white light that wrapped around his body and consumed his form in the warm glow. Stepping away, Eddie watched as the bright silhouette took on a new shape, and within seconds, the light vanished to reveal a brand-new person standing before him.
"Well, I hope you'll have the money, young man," A tanned-skin, broad-chested brunette Latina warned as her immense breasts bounced from within the confines of the blue collared shirt that Singh had been wearing. "Otherwise, I'm going to have to ask you to make up the money in…other ways."
Turning with a wink, the tall woman walked away with her large, plump backside swaying with every step, bouncing against the now-tight navy-blue trousers that she was wearing.
[Touch successful. +5 EXP]
"Holy crap…I have powers for real," Eddie stammered as he watched his now-sexy landlord walk away. "Powers that allow me to turn people—man or woman—into some kind of sexy woman with a single touch. This is insane, and on top of that, the power gives me the ability to level it up like I'm in some kind of video game."
Thinking for a moment as he glanced down at his hand, Eddie recalled the announcement that he was being given a system. The bimbo-touch one was apparently given at random.
"So this is what my wish gave me? I mean, its fine, but couldn't I have gotten something really cool like a vampire system or something?"