Round 58

[b]*Round Fifty Eight*[/b]

Annabelle appeared in a grassy clearing. The sun shone brightly across an expansive blue sky. There were no clouds to speak of and the gentlest of breezes cascaded across the plain. Surrounding the clearing on all sides was a dense, lush, green forest. The wind danced through the tall grass and up to the only tree in the clearing which Annabelle stood near. It was an old oak standing proudly sentinel smack dab in the center. Its gnarled roots poked in and out of the surrounding soil, anchoring the tree deeply. It was an impressive tree, the largest Annabelle could recall seeing.

She looked down at herself. She wore a tight black pair of yoga pants, she was very used to these by now. As usual, they put her curves on display and dug into her vagina. Containing her breasts was a tight blue sports bra, and only a tight blue sports bra. Annabelle took a second to rub one of her boobs. For some reason, they felt so sensitive! It was actually somewhat painful having her bosom tightly packed like this. But, that wasn't right, she had worn sports bras just like this before and never had this much discomfort...something was different. The bra left her naval piercing and back tattoos exposed. But there was nobody around to notice her embarrassing tattoos so she didn't care much. On her feet were high heeled brown leather boots. Her cheap blonde hair was pulled into a tight ponytail.

She carefully pulled her cigarette pack from inside her bra, cringing as she contacted her sensitive breast. After a few puffs, however, Annabelle felt a fit of random nausea begin mounting again. She braced herself against the tree as the world was spinning. This time, thankfully, she did not vomit, though it was a close call. When the feeling passed, Annabelle continued dragging her cigarette and looking around the clearing.

Doctor Grungot appeared. He wore his long white lab coat and shiny black shoes. His balding head shone in the sun and his bulbous nose sat over a wide grin.

"Hello, Mrs. Johnson! How are you?" His voice bubbled with excitement and glee.

"Uh, okay, I guess." Annabelle meekly responded.

"Well that's nice! Today Ms. Miller has a proposition for you, let's bring her in!"

A projection of Avery miller appeared. She was dressed smartly in a blue pants suit. Her silky blonde tresses cascaded down her shoulders giving her a youthful aura. She was standing confidently, poised to take on the world.

"Good day, Doctor, thank you for having me on yet again." Her voice was steady and her tone calculated.

"Of course, my dear woman, you're always welcome here! Now what did you have to offer our young contestant today?"

"Well Doctor," Her attention shifted to Annabelle, "I would like to offer Mrs. Johnson the opportunity to earn herself not one, but two powerups. She can accept one slight behavioral swap with me or she can try to avoid it with a challenge."

"So what's the challenge, pray tell?" Doctor Grungot asked with a knowing tone.

"Doctor, if young Annabelle wishes to chance it, she can climb this old oak and collect the kite stuck in the highest branch. Shouldn't be too much of an issue, these branches are thick and hardy."

Annabelle thought about it. Two powerups would be nice, but this mean old lady had done such awful things to her already. She dragged her cigarette. Could she even climb a tree? In high heels with these tiny muscles?

"Mrs. Johnson, I should warn you about the dangers your pretty nails might be exposed to while attempting to climb..." Avery started.

Annabelle blurted out quickly, "Okay, I accept!"

"Excellent! I'm glad you ladies could come to an agreement! Ms. Miller, what would you like to swap?"

"Around the office i'm known as the "bitchy" manager. I'm ready to lose that unfortunate edge I can't seem to suppress." Avery sounded annoyed just talking about it.

Annabelle felt a tingle in her head. She used the tree to help support herself as more of her personality was replaced. When it was over, she didn't feel all that different. She rubbed her sensitive breast and shrugged her shoulders. Two easy powerups without any apparent drawback, nice!

The beautiful scene began to melt away until she was left floating.

NAME: Annabelle Lauren Johnson

HEIGHT: 5"0

WEIGHT: 112 LBS

AGE: 20

IQ: 83

POWERUPS: 2

SEX / PHYSIOLOGY: Biologically female with XX chromosomes and fully female genitalia. Body produces above average levels of female hormones. Unusually fertile.

PREGNANCY: ???

UNKNOWN AILMENT: Sudden Nausea, sensitive breasts.

HAIR: Long, cheap looking flax blonde dye job with dark roots showing through. Pulled into a tight ponytail.

VOICE: High pitched, shy and soft.

FACIAL HAIR: None. Smooth and unable to grow hair of any kind.

EYES: Large doe eyed deep-ocean blue, nervous gaze, long eyelashes and dark eyeliner.

FACIAL FEATURES: Rounded jaw with thin chin, high rounded cheekbones, LARGE EARS, delicate, slightly upturned nose, HEAVY BROW, Thin smooth neck, Thick, red painted, protruding lips in a constant pout, WIDE FOREHEAD, pink blush covering cheeks.

BUILD: Hairless and small feminine torso; thin, hairless arms and legs with little muscle; huge breasts and weak shoulders ; Fat jiggling ass that sticks our provacitively; Wide, flared out, feminine birthing hips; tiny tight stomach cinched in sexily.

CHEST: Huge F cup breasts, large and veinous feminine nipples.

EXTREMITIES: Thin, delicate, soft hands with long french tipped nails extending about an inch past the finger; Smooth, hairless, delicate, women's size 5 feet with slightly shiny, red painted, longer nails. Reformed feet, requiring a minimum of 5 inch high heels.

GENITALS: Wide, deep, hairless, puffy vagina which can accomadate even the most well endowed.

TATTOOS: Black spade with a "Q" on the inside tattoed just above the vagina. Flowery black tramp stamp in a pseudo arrow pointing towards her ass with the word SLUT in bold letters just above it. The word SLAVE is tattooed in black on the back of her right shoulder.

PIERCINGS: Medium sized golden hoops in earlobes and a silver stud just above the belly button. Silver stud clit piercing. Silver nipple studs which keep the nipples constantly erect.

OUTFIT: A tight blue sports bra leaving the navel fully exposed and tight black yoga pants. Brown leather high heeled boots.

SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Is attracted exclusively to men. Prefers to be submissive in sexual encounters. Specifically attracted to black men. Very high libido. Enjoys having cum on and in her body and being humiliated sexually. Likes being locked in light bondage. Prefers vaginal sex.

PERSONALITY: Submissive, self-conscious, follower, un-willing to take chances, Weak-willed, Lazy especially when it comes to household chores, Doesn't mind a mess or living in squalor, Difficulty controlling emotions, very prone to fits of anger, mania or depression. Is annoyed easily. Often considered 'Bitchy'. Doesn't care much for the rule of law. Has an extensive criminal history including drug, theft and prostitution charges. Has difficulty trusting others and often displays obsessive jealousy in relationships. Not very smart, has trouble learning. Doesn't know how to drive and is afraid to get behind the wheel. Acts naturally girly including standing, sitting, walking, and holding things. Loves having long nails, is very protective of them. Loves sex and is overtly promiscuous with almost every man encountered.

ADDICTIONS: Smoking

FAVORITE COLOR: Pastel pink.

EXPERTISE: Vaginal sex, Nascar driver's car numbers, taking care of small children, celebrity gossip, effective strategies to sell the body for sex, Sucking dick