Yandere Game

 

Transcript:

For a chance at one million dollars, nanites have transformed you into a beautiful red-haired Asian woman. You’re given free clothes and whatnot for the duration of the Yandere Game. What is it? Well, you’re not in complete control. A yandere personality has usurped yours, and she’s really, really turned on by your best friend. She’s in control of everything you do except for your right arm, which you can use to stop her from doing certain things. The rules are simple: if she doesn’t have sex with your friend by the end of the month, you turn back and get the money. Or just regain control, get the money, and stay a woman—up to you. But if you lose, the yandere personality overrides yours and your best friend becomes your lover permanently.

The game’s already begun. One week in, and so far she’s tracked down where your friend lives, written down very specific details of what they do from the hours of six o’ clock in the morning to midnight, stolen a few of their possessions to masturbate with, and planted cameras outside their home. You’re scared she’ll go further by breaking in, planting their whole house with surveillance, and find the password to all the electronics they own. Hell, she even found a hookup for drugs and contraband weapons. Among her arsenal of sleeping pills, tasers, knives, lockpicks, handcuffs, and military rope, you don’t like where this is going.

There’s an upcoming fancy college party you overheard after she followed your friend into each of their university classes tonight too. She’s given her a rose dress, tied her hair up, and done her makeup. Of course, no one invited her, but she’s probably going to break in. You‘ve tried punching and slapping yourself, as well as tampering with her creepy stalker tendencies, but she didn’t care. She’s looking into a mirror now, seeing your right hand on her cheek since you want to ruin her makeup. But she’s put her own hand up there too with a devious smile, likely blushing from thoughts of having sex with your friend, and you don’t like the sleeping drugs she’s packed in her purse. Good luck.

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