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Choose Your Own AKEA Adventure (Start) by Dinadan-Ermorfea, literature
Literature
Choose Your Own AKEA Adventure (Start)
It is a normal day. The sun isn’t shining brightly, but neither is it hiding behind the clouds. There is a cool breeze about, enough to drop the temperature to the cool side of comfortable, but not enough to chill you to the bone or blow you backwards as you try to walk. All in all it is a normal day. A day no different from any other. In no way is this a day that anyone would expect to be the start of an adventure.
The car drifts to a stop as you pull into the car park of the newly opened store. You need to get a few bits and bobs, and have decided now is as good a time as any to give this place a try. As you get out of the car
Aerith's Magic Shop - Avery's Adventure (Part 1) by CammiCutie, literature
Literature
Aerith's Magic Shop - Avery's Adventure (Part 1)
Bounty Master Zarron: Okay Salhorn, I’ve got a new assignment, I need you to take out a group of bandits that have taken up refuge at the outskirts of Spirit Tree Forest that surrounds the city of Traproot. I need you to take care of these bandits before we have a much messier situation on our hands with the Cevine. Zarron: This should be easy enough for you right Salhorn? Avery: You can count on me sir! Those bandits are as good as gone when I’m through with them. Zarron: Good, that’s what I want to hear Salhorn. Zarron: By the way, we’ve run short on some supplies and everyone is currently out on their own assignments so you’ll need to pick up some of your own supplies while you make your way to the Spirit Tree Forest outskirts, thankfully your assignment has you go past Atali’s Magic Goods and Wares. Avery: E-Eh!? I-I need to go past Aerith’s shop!? Zarron: Is that a problem Salhorn? Avery: N-Nope! No problem here! Zarron: Is it because you have a thing for the
Mytheria CYOA - Start by 202424, literature
Literature
Mytheria CYOA - Start
Welcome to the world of Mytheria. It is a world much like the one you know, but it is filled with magic, creatures, and mysteries that you only know in fiction and myth.
You wake up in your bed, the morning sun shedding light through your window. As you take in your surroundings, memories take shape in your mind. You know that you're not from this world, but at the same time, you can remember living here all your life. You look down at your body, remembering that you're a boy. At this point, you're not even sure if you were a boy before waking up in this world, but it doesn't really bother you. This body is familiar and comfortable to
Choose Your Own TG Adventure! 2K Special! by SissyPrincessBrianna, literature
Literature
Choose Your Own TG Adventure! 2K Special!
Before we start this game, thank you all so much for over 2000+ watchers in a year and a half since I started my Deviantart page! I hope this project will be enough to show my appreciation of all of my viewers continued support over the year! I also want to say that this choose-your-own-adventure-story will include: TG,TF, (Forced) Crossdressing, (Forced) Feminization and stuff like that. So it’s not just only crossdressing or only genderbending, it’s both and a bit more. I tried my best to write the story as gender neutral as possible when addressing the player/protagonist for the sake of immersion, but this story was made with the intention of a man getting into these TG,TF, crossdressing and feminization situations. Lastly, there is nothing too nsfw really drawn, maybe one or two little things, but perhaps some fetishy/mature scenario’s will get described, so just out of caution, if you are not 18+ you have been warned and reading further will be your own responsibility! With
A Cursed Convention: Blonde Wig (CYOA TF/TG) by julilol, literature
Literature
A Cursed Convention: Blonde Wig (CYOA TF/TG)
This is part of a CYOA story. Click here to return to the start. Feeling the press of time against your skin, you quickly made a choice, your fingers closing around a blonde wig. With a sense of urgency, you slipped the wig over your head, securing it in place. The golden strands cascaded around your shoulders, effectively altering your appearance. Suppressing any inclination to second-guess yourself, you pressed forward, your heart racing as you sought refuge from the looming threat. The dressing room door swung open under your touch, and you slipped inside, shutting it firmly behind you. The gentle click of the latch reassured you, though your senses remained on high alert. Unbeknownst to you, the sorceress had doggedly followed your trail, her fury only intensifying when she caught sight of your blonde-haired disguise. Her mind buzzed with ideas, plans for a punishment that would fit your perceived transgression. From beyond the dressing room door, she channeled her magical
