21F4A - The Unwilling Healslut

(All characters 18+: highschool seniors) (Disclaimer: I am a woman but I would like my character to start this story as a man. They will not remain in any way masculine for very long and can be almost entirely female very quickly if you like. I have simply always been a fan of bimbofication and humiliation and this feels like a natural extreme that combines both, every single step in the bimbofication process being so much more humiliating for a man than a woman. )

Why the hell did I ever make that bet? I guess because I'd known I could win it. Hell it'd even been my idea: last one to get World of Warcraft has to play the healer (or other MMO, even a made up one). It only made sense, there was a group of 5 of us and we would need at least one healer to tackle the raids I had heard so much about.

The suckers all took the bet before they even knew my pre-order had come with 24 hours early access before full release. I had talked so much shit about how my deathknight was going to make Daniel my bitch; he didn't even have a car so he was the weakest link and all the others had joined in the jeering.

And that's when mom told me we were going to Grandma's for the weekend. I couldn't believe it, I'd practically begged her to let me stay or at very least on the way pick up the game on the way. She had said we could on the way BACK, otherwise I wouldn't engage with the family.

Well she was right about one thing. I sulked most of the weekend as taunts from the group-chat flowed in as they power-levelled their powerful, masculine characters. Despite being the blatant nerds of the school that didn't stop us being as boisterous as any group of jocks, jabs and banter were flung constantly; it was all good fun.

As part of the bet I had let them have access to my account to make the character I would be playing for- god at least a year if the hype for this game was to be believed. It was maddening as they purposefully dropped me hints without letting me see.

Finally the weekend that felt like an eternity came to a close and the first thing I did was rush to my computer. I felt my soul leave my body when I saw the character they'd made for me. This-this is what they wanted me to play. Some fucking chick.

I could picturing the guys snickering to each other as they'd played with the sliders on this one. In ways she looked so frail and innocent, her round delicate face and big blue saucers for eyes. She looked too small for her own robe for pete's sake, her hands barely making it out of the baggy sleeves.

Yet in other ways she was like one of those hentai girls. None of the trailers girl with curves like her, her chest and ass straining against even these baggy garments. And her fat lips looked made for sucking cock.

It must've taken the guys hours to find the perfect humiliation, a girl who both looked weak and submissive and yet sexy as hell.

"Whatever," I grumbled, its not like I was actually expected to roleplay as this bitch Bambina as the name floating above her read; it was still the same game after all.

I didn't give them the satisfaction of a response in the chat, I knew what I had to do. A full two days behind I would have to play solo and play hard for a while to catchup, they'd need me for the first real team dungeon.

Bambina soon appeared in the idyllic green pastures of the human starting zone and pranced her way over to the first quest-givers (I bet all girls in this game didnt move so ridiculously, I hated those guys sometimes).

Collect 8 boar tusks hardly a noble hero's quest but the early going was meant to be easy. Confidently I strode (well skipped) over to a pack of boar feasting on the lush grass and smacked one with my staff. I blinked and I was dead. The boar I had attacked still had over half health and his 4 friends had barely had to get involved. I knew priests had low health points but this was ridiculous!

I was more cautious on my second approach, like a hunter. I only had one damaging spell smite so I would keep y distance and attack. The spell rang from my staff and took out about 10% of the boars health before all 5 came charging for me. I ran in the other direction (jesus even her run was girly, although if I hadn't been so engrossed the bounce of her oversized chest was quite a sight to behold) and fired a few more bolts over my shoulder but they were simply too fast.

By my third approach I was running short of ideas; this game was much closer to dark souls than I realised. I watched the pack from a distance for some time before one boar finally isolated itself. I quickly shot a bolt, grinning at my own cunning, before the pig's squeal called over the rest of the pack.

I had all but accepted death when a warrior of gleaming metal charged onto the scene directly before me and dispatched all 5 with a few swings of his monstrous sword. I felt half grateful, half annoyed he had stolen my kills when a message appeared in the chat.

"Silly priestess. What're you doing out here all by yourself? A squishy little thing like you can't fight alone"

I was taken aback by the comment. The condescending tone made my blood boil but the hour i had spent stalking a single boar made me worry there was truth to his words.

"My friends aren't online." I replied as neutral as possible.

*"I'll tell you what darling, why don't you let me take care of you. All you have to do is keep my health topped up. You're after the boar tusks right, I already just that quest: here." I watched as 4 tusks dropped into my otherwise empty inventory. I actually took a scratch back there, prop me back up and we have a partnership little lady."

Oh shit. He thought I was a woman! I suppose there really was no reason for a guy to pick a character like this. I wanted to correct him on the spot but something stopped me. I could picture how ruthlessly the chat would roast me if I needed to ask their help to get through the first level, and if i told him I was a guy you might not be quite as friendly.

I decided not to respond, technically not lying that way, and simply cast lesser healling on him. The party invite came soon after. He was only one level above me! Either this game was seriously unbalanced or he was a natural.

"Looks like I got myself a pocket healer"

Hi there, thanks for reading!

So as you may guess I would like you to play the daring knight to my unwilling priestess. This play is about humiliation as you make me do more and more to fit the role of your little pocket slut; a role I eventually come to love.

I like the idea that it eventually comes out that you are one of the popular guys in school and you convince me to become your subservient slut in game and out. (Full sex change)

If you're willing I also think it would be fun if my friends played something of a continued role in the story, banter and ribbing perhaps becoming more as they realise how feminine and submissive I am becoming.

If you have any interest in this idea or any of my previous prompts please swing me a message :D

Hope to hear from you soon,

Holly xx