A Sexy Way to get Your Life Back On Track (Patreon)

You’ve been in a rather detrimental cycle for a while now. A cycle of wasting money on scratch tickets, junk food, mobile games and the such in an attempt to find some happiness after your work. It’s a terrible way to live, and you know that well, but you still do it anyway, chasing the next temporary high in any way possible. This time, though, something different caught your eye. A place where you can gamble with no cost of money to you. The reviews are good, the one star reviews were all mad that they lost and there were a lack of level headed two star reviews. You take a drive to this place that just popped up in your town to see what it’s all about.

The exterior seems rather normal, if not a little bit trashy compared to the average casino, but you don’t let that deter you, you’ve been to plenty of riskier places in your lifetime. Stepping through the doors, it looks quite a bit nicer. Nothing above average, but better than the outside for sure. All of the usual lights and machines, and plenty of advertisements specifically talking about work positions and how it’s free to play there.

You see a game of roulette, having never played before, you find yourself gravitated to it. You already know the basic concept is to gamble on the color or numbers, so you ask the dealer to deal you in and he gives you some colorful chips to bet with. It’s never really been made clear if you even win anything for winning, but the rush is all that matters now.

You find yourself winning a surprising amount, win after win after win. The dealer doesn’t even seem suspicious. The only thing he says is, “You know what you’re gonna spend all of that on?” “Eh, I dunno, I bet I’ll have plenty of options though!” You boast, watching the wheel roll in your favor yet again. By the time you’re done you have quite the stack of tokens, and the dealer is kind enough to point you in the direction of where to cash out. Yet again another unusual move of a place where they want you to lose your winnings gambling even more.

However, when you finally get to the cash out room, a mechanical door locks behind you, sealing you in a pod of sorts. The robotic voice tells you to insert your chips for counting, which you do, leaving you with over 100,000 of whatever imaginary currency the place uses. You wonder what exactly your reward is, and why they have to seal you in for it. Your curiosity is answered as a panel of options appears on screen, along with the message that you must spend all of your won tokens to continue.

The message comes as a shock, but it only gets worse when you read what the options on the screen actually are. All of the ones that’d allow you to spend your credits away involve your body being transformed to that of a furry, or something worse. Even if you selected all of the other options, it wouldn’t be enough unless you wanted to be more cock and person. Except, one option does cost quite a lot, and leads to plenty more unlocks. Gender swap. The concept is intriguing to you, and you get rid of 80,000 of your currency in order to do it.

The pod does a quick scan of your body, then suddenly coats you in a layer of gray goo. You attempt to try and tear it off, but it covers your entire body, leaving you unable to breathe for a few moments as it reforms your structure. It quickly removes itself from your face, allowing you to breathe again with a gasp. But you can’t help but notice your cuter, foxy looking face and long pink hair in the reflection of the metal walls.

You would give your face and hair a touch, but the goo is still busy on the rest of your body. Already having shrunken you down a full foot as well as slimmed your body out, removing nearly a third of your weight, the screen prompts you for another set of options. The goo allows your hands to make their selection. 20,000 credits is quite a few to spend, and there’s less options than you expected.

‘Foxgirl’ takes a full 10,000, so you select that one first. Browsing through your small selection of options, you go with ‘breast roulette’ for 8,000 and ‘touch sensitive’ for your last 2,000. You hesitate to lock in your choices, but eventually your finger hits the on screen button and the gray goo gets right back to work. With some pretty heavy pressure applied to your crotch, the familiar feeling of your junk between your legs is taken from you, the whole gender swap thing finally being realized.

The goo gurgles and squirms around your lower body, reshaping itself around your butt and thighs before suddenly becoming a part of your own body. It turns the same color as your skin, the same feeling, everything is the same, and it’s a part of you now. This goo has become your plump ass and pudgy thighs! Naturally, you try to rip it off to see if it’s some sort of illusion or trick, but you quickly fail once you realize you’re grabbing at your own, very real, very smooth ass.

The rest of the goo centers around your chest. With so much of it, you immediately regret picking breast roulette, because it looks like you’ll be hitting it big again! Similarly to your rear, the alien mass suddenly merges all at once to become a part of your body, taking on all of the same properties as human breasts would, massive ones, that is. They nearly knock you off your smaller feet as within moments, you’ve gone from flat to having mountains of titty flesh hanging off your chest.

With a bright flash, you grow a pair of equally as pink fox ears and tail, a very fluffy one at that. The machine is polite enough to take the clothes the goo ate up and replace them with some latex red thigh highs and sleeves, which would be nice if it wasn’t for the fact it only gave you a spaghetti strap bra and a thong to cover your private parts. “Thank you for taking part in our employee hiring program. You will be working in the lucrative: Private Lifeguard sector.” The machine voice announces. Something about your outfit tells you that it’ll have less to do with being a lifeguard and more to do with sex, but with your increased sensitivity to touch and the $100,000 a year pay, you can’t really complain too much…