Trans Skill Tree: Player Two

Trigger #107: Player One
Individual/Phenomenon Class: A shut in gamer who was struck by lightning, giving her access to the Fabric of Reality in the form of a video game skill tree interface.

Update: Can spread her powers by recruiting members to her "Party", not unlike how a Witch can create Covens.

Transformation Type: TG, Furrification, Breast and Ass Expansion

Threat Level: Beneign. As these "Level Ups" are largely focused on the individual herself, it is very unlikely she will be doing anything nefarious with these new powers. Lascivious? Yes. Nefarious? Unlikely.

Subject: Cassandra "Cass" Iski, 20, F, formerly Carl Iski, 20, AMAB.

Vera Smith, 20, F, formerly Victor Smith, 20, AMAB.

The following is an autobiographical account of events based on the subject's own testimonies and several eyewitness accounts.


“A-And that is why magic is real, in my opinion, and mages exist among us!”

A hush remained over my audience of fellow college students, though some of them were doing their best to hold back chuckles. My heart sank, as I realized that the project I’d put so much of myself into, had landed with a thud.

Why did I think I could convince anyone? Stupid.

Magic was a lifelong passion of mine, and I’d always been looking for ways to prove its existence. Reading old tomes in the library, browsing articles on witchcraft, and going out in the woods to find a witch, or a fae.

Why did I think anyone would care about something I like?

Our professor looked my way with a bored expression. “Thank you for your… presentation Victor. Are there any questions for him on… ‘Magic’?”

One student raised his hand, and before I could answer, he smirked and shouted.

“Upset that you didn’t get to ride the train to Bogwarts?”

The students burst into laughter, and even the professor couldn’t hold back a smile.

Sullenly, I returned to my seat without a word, everyone’s eyes still lingering on me. I ducked my head, and hoped none of them would see me.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a girl staring my way. She had a pair of heavy frame glasses, and black hair with orange highlights, reminiscent of a cat. Which made sense, given her cat ears and tail. I’d always thought they were cute, but I’d never had the courage to tell her that I liked them. Unlike the other students, her gaze was far more focused, and I felt as if my very soul was being put on display for her.

Mercifully, mine was the last presentation for the day, and we all gathered our things before heading out to the hallway. I didn’t stop as I went outside and began to head for the bus stop. I technically had one other class today, but after what had just happened, all I wanted was to hide in my room.

Stupid.

And in my hurry to get back, I bumped headlong into a burly chest, that knocked me flat on my butt. My research papers scattered all over the ground, and before I could move to pick them up,  I was being hoisted by the collar. The young man in front of me was wearing a sports jacket, his blonde hair was cut short, and his face was contorted with anger.

“You trying to start a fight with us, Shrimp?”

I couldn’t say anything. I was so caught off guard by this development, so overwhelmed with emotion, that my mouth hung open, words failing to come out.

The second boy approached my papers, and panic rushed through me.

“N-No don’t look at those-”

“Hah! This little shrimp wrote a paper on magic, can you believe that??”

The pair of boys laughed out loud, and the one holding my collar pulled me in closer. I couldn’t meet his eyes, and I tried to look up instead. That only seemed to make him more mad as he threw me down on the ground again.

“Let me just get this through your thick little skull, shrimp.” As he spoke, his sneakers stomped down on my paper, and I Felt my heart be crushed in response.

No… all I wanted was to… to be…

“Magic isn’t R-”

The boys suddenly froze in place, their arms and legs restrained by ropes of pink energy.

“What the Hell-”

They fell over on the pavement, their heads being caught by pillows made of the same pink energy.

“I think that’s quite enough!”

The girl from my class appeared to my side, her cat tail was flicking in annoyance, and her ears had pulled back in anger. My eyes widened, and my mouth hung open. Did she just-
She Did!

“I knew it! I knew magic was Real!”

The girl cast a glance my way and gave me a smile. “It’s Very real, and it can make all your dreams come true, Vera.”

I blinked in confusion. “That-That’s not my nam-”

“But it is! See?”

A strange blue pop up box appeared in my vision.

>Vera has received a Party Invitation from Cass
>Accept?
  >Yes
  >No

I felt so confused right now. I was happy that magic was real, but now there was a VR Pop up in the real world? But… Cass just did magic. And I wanted so badly to learn more, to have my secret desires fulfilled.

I barely hesitated for a moment before tapping Yes.

“Yay! Thank you so much for accepting the invite Vera~ Now pay attention, I’m sure you’ll enjoy this part.”

I blinked, then felt a burning heat throughout my body. My jacket began to feel tighter, so I unbuttoned it, and was greeted with a burgeoning chest that rapidly swelled in size. Euphoric tears flooded my vision as I realized I was growing boobs! They pushed outwards, further and further, the pink nipples beneath my white shirt becoming increasingly plump and visible.

Elsewhere on my body, I felt a similar tightness down below, and I realized that my rear was growing out into a beautiful bubbly butt. A lovely softness was permeating me as well as my clothes made contact with wonderfully hairless skin. My clothes were becoming less tight as I saw Cass getting bigger, no, myself getting smaller!

A different tightness in my pants began to recede as well, as my equipment receded inside, forming a new cavity that felt oh so right on my body.

One final change came, as my ears began to itch, then rounded out even further, becoming covered with thick black and white fur. Behind me, I felt the curious sensation of my spine elongating, a tail rapidly bursting its way out of my jeans, and becoming covered with that same soft fur.

As the changes to my body ceased, euphoria flooded my entire system as I took stock of my changes. “I… I’m a girl! I’m really a girl!!” Tears streamed from my eyes as my hands roamed, exploring my new body and all its wonderful curves.

Cass spoke from beside me, her voice sounding just a touch nervous. “That was my first time using the Transformation spell, I hope everything is to your-”

I silenced her by rushing over to embrace her in a tight hug. My tail swished happily behind me, and I looked up to her chin. “It’s Perfect! Thank you Thank you Thank you!!”

The catgirl returned the smile and gently patted me on the head, giving my new ears a bit of special attention as well.

“B-Bro, what just happened?”

“Did that g-guy just turn into a hot racoon chick?!”

My ears perked up at the remarks being made to my left, and I turned to face them with a confident smirk that I never knew I was capable of.

“Well, what do you want to do with them, Vera? There are all sorts of possible ways you can use magic.”

“How do I…?” I looked to her with a hint of nervousness in my voice, now much higher and squeakier than it was ten minutes prior.

“Well to start, let’s open up your class screen. It’s this icon right here.”

She pointed to a purple dot just out of my field of vision, and a new screen opened in front of me.

>Class
>Current Class: “Cracked Egg” (Freelancer)

Below that were a lot of other options. Fighter, Rogue, Social Justice Bard, it seemed to go on forever.

But then I found what I’d been searching for all my life, and I quickly pressed the button, my job changing from “Cracked Egg” to “Mage.”

Instantly, the clothing around my body began to change. The fabric became softer, and grew out longer. A hood formed, while still allowing space for my ears to poke out. A Caduceus style staff appeared in my hands as well, marking me as a supportive caster. My heart swelled with even more euphoric joy as I considered all the possible ways I could use magic to help, aid, and heal others.

“This class comes with a few innate skills. Detect Magic, Prestidigitation and Heal. You’ll notice that you have 200 class points to spend, and over here you can see a list of available skills for purchas-”

My eyes caught sight of the “Gender Change” spell and I quickly tapped it, and just as quickly confirmed the purchase.

Cass blinked, and then looked down to me. “Made up your mind already?”

I nodded, then my attention turned back to the bound and helpless boys on the ground. I stood over them, my robes billowing behind me, and pointed my staff at them.

“I don’t really care much for revenge, but I think you both need to learn a lesson.”

They both scowled at me. “Tch. You think just because you look like that, it means you aren’t a boy?”

“Yeah! Gender can’t be changed!”

Welp. I tried.

The magic poured from my staff, suffusing the both of them with a purplish energy, and subjecting them to a similar change to what I’d just experienced. Only now, where there was once a pair of young men, they were now beautiful young ladies, dressed up for a night on the town.

“What the hell man??”

“Don’t worry. It’ll wear off after a couple of days. If you Really can’t stand it, come find me and I’ll reverse it. But well, if you end up liking it… Try finding some magic of your own.”

Cass gently touched my back, and I smiled up to her. Our party then headed on the most dangerous of quests:

The Public Speaking Class.


From the desk of

Violet Velvet

Head-Maid to the Head-Mistress of Transformations

(Special thanks to Symphopan for the suggestion, to Violet Velvet for providing the story caption this month, to my Test Readers, and to all of you for your support!)