A late-night bus splashed through a puddle as it hugged the curb to approach the bus shelter at the stop just ahead. Trying to see through the rain outside, the driver spotted a man sitting under the bus shelter, but seeing as he wasn't reacting to the approaching vehicle, he decided to just keep driving on.
Impervious to the bus as it went past him, Eddie was too busy coming to terms with the system that he had been "blessed" with. With his hood pulled over his head, the young man looked straight ahead as he sniffled in the cool, rainy night.
"Stats," he said in a shaky voice. The block of text filled his view almost immediately.
[Eddie Cho]
Age: 20
Level: 1
EXP: 15/100
[Rewards]
"So I get 5 experience points for turning somebody into a…bimbo," Eddie chuckled, still unbelieving towards what had happened to him. "These are some pretty barebones stats though. I get my name, age, level, and my experience points. I wonder what the 'rewards' section is about?"
Reaching forward, he attempted to press where it said [Rewards]. Unlike the rest of the text, where his hand would just pass through it if he attempted to touch it, the button promptly lit up and opened up a new set of text.
Level 2: Unknown
Level 5: Unknown
Level 10: Unknown
Level 15: Unknown
Level 20: Unknown
"Oh wow, so I unlock shit for leveling up, that's kind of cool," Eddie smirked as the text eventually faded from view. "Wait, at 5 exp per person, that means I'd need to…turn 20 people just to get one level? That's kind of messed up, I mean I still don't know how this affects people's lives yet."
He would have to do some more testing, but at the moment, Eddie decided to just return home and get some rest. Walking through the drizzle, he arrived back at his apartment to find that the paramedic had left, and after strolling in the door, he blushed upon finding his face immediately stuffed in between his "sister's" large breasts while she hugged him tightly.
"I was so worried! Are you okay, honey?" she cried as she squeezed him firmly against her curvy body.
"I-I'm fine, I swear," Eddie stammered in response while he broke the hug.
While his sister was pretty, he was nowhere near attracted to Jasmine, but the buxom blonde that was stuffing him against her chest was certainly arousing him. It was confusing, because while that technically was his sister, the woman couldn't have looked further than a stranger to him.
"So uh…Jasmine," Eddie began as he sat back down on the couch. "You always remember yourself looking like that?"
"Duh, why do you keep acting like there's something wrong with me?" his "sister" chuckled as she brought over a pot of finished spaghetti. "Now come on, eat something before you go to sleep."
In the process of spooning some of the pasta out into a bowl, the blonde accidentally splashed some sauce over her top. Scoffing, she promptly pulled the tank top off, prompting Eddie to quickly avert his eyes as her giant, bare breasts bounced weightily down from the tight prison.
"Huh? What's wrong with you, you're acting like I've never taken my shirt off in front of you before," she asked as she brazenly walked over to the couch topless.
"Ugh, this is different, just trust me," Eddie said as his cheeks went bright red. It was true that as siblings, seeing each other half-dressed didn't phase either of them, but what was standing braless before the young man was not his sister. At least, not physically.
Raising and eyebrow at her brother's odd behavior, Jasmine practically forced the bowl into his hands before moving to the shared dresser to find a new top. Still averting his gaze, Eddie silently ate as he thought over what he'd learned that far.
"Is it me, or are all my clothes too small?" Jasmine asked herself as she tried to put on a grey workout bra, only for her chest to bulge out of it noticeably. "Geez, did I gain a bunch of weight or something?"
"Interesting. So they seem to retain all their memories of before they were transformed, yet to them, they've always been this way. That's why that paramedic didn't freak out that 'he' became a 'she'," Eddie muttered to himself. "I wonder if that changes everybody else's memories as well?"
"Geez, how much bigger did my butt get?" Jasmine continued to scoff as her wide, plump rear stretched a pair of black workout shorts to the point that they were almost ripping. "Bro, you need to stop me from eating junk food. If you see me with a candy bar, just slap it out of my hand."
"Uhhhh Jas?" Eddie asked, still finding it odd calling the woman that in no way resembled his sister her name. "Mr. Singh asked me about rent. We're going to be able to pay him on time, right?"
"Who the hell is "Mr. Singh"? Did Ms. Singh get remarried or something?" Jasmine asked. "But yes, even with your reduced hours, we should be able to slip by."
"Ms. Singh? So just to confirm, our landlord has always been a woman?" the young man continued to ask.
"I mean, unless she got a sex change, then yes?" the voluptuous young woman replied. "You're asking me some weird stuff tonight, bro. Are you absolutely sure you're okay?"
That wasn't right. Mr. Singh was a 67-year-old man from India, yet now thanks to Eddie, 'he' looked more like a busty brunette woman in her late twenties. And according to what was now his sister, that's how everybody else perceived them as well.
"So my powers don't just work on the person I touch, by everybody else's memories alter to fit their new body," Eddie chuckled to himself. "I mean, that's actually pretty messed up. I can technically erase a person's identity from existence, and they and everybody else would have no idea anything had even changed."
He would have to do more testing to confirm, but from how things were looking, Eddie seemed to have a good handle on how these mysterious powers worked. Of course, that made him wonder what he should do with them next.
"You know what, sis? I think I'm going to march up to Mr. Guzman tomorrow and demand that he reinstates my hours and gives me a raise," he proclaimed. "I've been a loyal employee to him for months now, I think I'm deserving of that."
"Wow, look at you, mister bossman," Jasmine grinned. "Why so confident all of a sudden?"
"Bimbo" was a word used to describe a woman that was attractive, yet less intelligent. While Eddie's powers allowed those that he affected to retain their memories, he did notice that their personalities became a little more ditzy or airheaded. What "Mr. Singh" had flirtatiously said to him upon transformation showed that they changed somewhat on a personal level, and with that in mind, Eddie hoped that giving his boss an unvoluntary sex change would benefit him.