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Da-Fuze found another abandoned building to explore. The place was completely empty. From the amount of dust on the floor, he could tell no one had been inside for many months, maybe even years. Every once in a while he would encounter a broken object, look it over, and then discard it.

Most likely whoever used to occupy the building took everything still valuable with them when they left, but Da-Fuze was determined to search the entire building just in case. The search was making him tired. He was about to sit on the dusty floor for a minute or two when he noticed a chair on the opposite side of the room. That would be a much better place to sit.

The chair was half white and half pink but its most unusual feature was a gold statue attached to the back of it. The statue resembled a man with huge hands and had his arms wrapped around the chair at about breast level. Da-Fuze sat down and placed his body inside the statues arms. Besides being a good place to rest, it gave him a good view of the statue's arms so he could try to determine who made it and why it was made that way.

Da-Fuse touched the statue's arm. As soon as he did, a loud rumbling could be heard. The statue squeezed him, preventing him from escaping. Da-Fuse struggled and tried to pull the statue's arms off of him but it was no use. The changes had already begun.

The left half of his body turned pink while the right half turned white. His hair turned yellow and styled itself. It grew downward covering his right eye. His entire body slimmed down except for his breasts which grew and became quite distinctive. All masculine features on his body disappeared and were replaced by feminine ones.

Soon his, or her, body was completely female. Her clothing turned black, fused together, and reshaped itself into a black leotard that fit snugly around her new body. Her thoughts also changed. She remembered being called Eve. Any previous name she had been called faded away and was soon forgotten.

The room Eve was in and the surrounding rooms changed as well. The place no longer looked like an abandoned building. It was a gallery, her gallery. It contained a vast collection of art and was filled with the sound of music, all of which she had made herself. She got out of her chair, which gladly let her go, to admire her own handywork.

Yet more changes started to occur. Four extra arms grew out of her body for a total of six. This would enable her to work on several different projects at the same time. After all, Eve was a diva. Doing things the same way as everyone else was not for her. She was leaving her own unique mark on the world, one people were unlikely to ever forget.

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This is a request from www.deviantart.com/theghostwil…

Image - i.ytimg.com/vi/i7hITXXoVtM/max…

Word Counter:

Da-Fuze found another abandoned building to explore. The place was completely empty. From the amount of dust on the floor, he could tell no one had been inside for many months, maybe even years. Every once in a while he would encounter a broken object, look it over, and then discard it.

Most likely whoever used to occupy the building took everything still valuable with them when they left, but Da-Fuze was determined to search the entire building just in case. The search was making him tired. He was about to sit on the dusty floor for a minute or two when he noticed a chair on the opposite side of the room. That would be a much better place to sit.

The chair was half white and half pink but its most unusual feature was a gold statue attached to the back of it. The statue resembled a man with huge hands and had his arms wrapped around the chair at about breast level. Da-Fuze sat down and placed his body inside the statues arms. Besides being a good place to rest, it gave him a good view of the statue's arms so he could try to determine who made it and why it was made that way.

Da-Fuse touched the statue's arm. As soon as he did, a loud rumbling could be heard. The statue squeezed him, preventing him from escaping. Da-Fuse struggled and tried to pull the statue's arms off of him but it was no use. The changes had already begun.

The left half of his body turned pink while the right half turned white. His hair turned yellow and styled itself. It grew downward covering his right eye. His entire body slimmed down except for his breasts which grew and became quite distinctive. All masculine features on his body disappeared and were replaced by feminine ones.

Soon his, or her, body was completely female. Her clothing turned black, fused together, and reshaped itself into a black leotard that fit snugly around her new body. Her thoughts also changed. She remembered being called Eve. Any previous name she had been called faded away and was soon forgotten.

The room Eve was in and the surrounding rooms changed as well. The place no longer looked like an abandoned building. It was a gallery, her gallery. It contained a vast collection of art and was filled with the sound of music, all of which she had made herself. She got out of her chair, which gladly let her go, to admire her own handywork.

Yet more changes started to occur. Four extra arms grew out of her body for a total of six. This would enable her to work on several different projects at the same time. After all, Eve was a diva. Doing things the same way as everyone else was not for her. She was leaving her own unique mark on the world, one people were unlikely to ever forget.