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“I said its not an issue, Helene. We can work on that later; I think I’ll have some fun with you for now.”
“Excuse me? What the hell are you sayi-”
/Helene is unbothered by USER’s comment and feels suddenly open to doing whatever USER asks/
Helene’s body stiffens as her expression returns to a relaxed one, no longer triggered by your remark.
“Um...it’s fine what you said, really,” she insists, regaining composure. “Can I help you today?”
“Tell me a secret about yourself.”
“Certainly,” she nods, leaning in. “I hate this librarian job. Look at me! I’m a 22-year-old librarian! I want to be an English professor, but this job was all I could get.”
You nod. “I’m sorry to hear. I can help with that, though.”
“Like how?” She asks, genuinely curious.
You don’t answer as you turn NOTICE CHANGES on:
/Helene is an English professor here at the college/
Helene gasps as she feels her body undergo slight changes. Her plain bun shifts to a more elegant updo with some bangs as her glasses fall to the ridge of her nose. Her shirt turns into a blouse, with a gray suit jacket now draped over it (with her skirt now gray to match). You two are now standing in an office, HER OFFICE, with her looking shocked.
“Ah! What happened? My clothes! My hair! What...”
It is then she notices her nametag on her new desk, which shows her as a professor. She looks both angry, excited, and happy!
“I’m a professor? How did this happen? You did something, didn’t you? Tell me!”
“Excuse me? What the hell are you sayi-”
/Helene is unbothered by USER’s comment and feels suddenly open to doing whatever USER asks/
Helene’s body stiffens as her expression returns to a relaxed one, no longer triggered by your remark.
“Um...it’s fine what you said, really,” she insists, regaining composure. “Can I help you today?”
“Tell me a secret about yourself.”
“Certainly,” she nods, leaning in. “I hate this librarian job. Look at me! I’m a 22-year-old librarian! I want to be an English professor, but this job was all I could get.”
You nod. “I’m sorry to hear. I can help with that, though.”
“Like how?” She asks, genuinely curious.
You don’t answer as you turn NOTICE CHANGES on:
/Helene is an English professor here at the college/
Helene gasps as she feels her body undergo slight changes. Her plain bun shifts to a more elegant updo with some bangs as her glasses fall to the ridge of her nose. Her shirt turns into a blouse, with a gray suit jacket now draped over it (with her skirt now gray to match). You two are now standing in an office, HER OFFICE, with her looking shocked.
“Ah! What happened? My clothes! My hair! What...”
It is then she notices her nametag on her new desk, which shows her as a professor. She looks both angry, excited, and happy!
“I’m a professor? How did this happen? You did something, didn’t you? Tell me!”
What do you do?