Neon Plastic Charm (Full) (Patreon)

Before getting into the story, just noting that this is the full caption version of Neon Plastic Charm, not tonight's exclusive.

Tonight exclusive is delayed till tomorrow since tonight I only have a bit of time due to being a longer work day and night, but tomorrow I should have a lot more time to get it done. So this is to make tonight not a complete no show, tomorrow the proper exclusive. On to the story! :)

EDIT: Added alt version for a possible better version to read? Inverted text and backings, a bit more normal looking. So... less experimental. The experiment might have gone too far initially. ^^;

To him it had been a cheap neon plastic charm, an odd object in a pile of other toys no one had played with.  But when he tried it on, he became its toy to be played with.  At first it started with very simple games, ones he tried to refuse to ‘play’, only for it to ‘autoplay’ for him, taking control and in a very robotic and awkward way, ‘piloting’ his body into playing, failing the game as it struggled to do even the most simple of tasks, then returning his control, leaving him with a short time before the next game would start up.  It only took a few more ‘games’ in that the true cost of failure was starting to reveal itself...

As it progressed, it pulled him to more and more wild locations and had him do increasingly more unusual things.  Starting with basic dexterity, hand eye coordination and simple athletic skills, it started to branch out as his wins and losses spaced out more and more.  While every win got him that much closer to victory and freedom, every loss would cause bigger and bigger changes to him every round.

Which leads to where he is right now...

A beautifully tanned, sexy woman with long shining blonde hair was looking around, trying their best to not look too suspicious or distraught.  They were, barely, wearing a two piece bikini.  And their next game was about to start up.

He was still a little ways away from getting free, but as it was, the last few games were a toss up on if he had won or lost.  For the recent ones, he had to wait on tables, then soon after was made to dance in the park and then after that was given a running challenge, all of which he aced.  But also...  all of which he was turned into various girl versions of himself to do!  Quite cute and sexy ones... but still!  It wasn’t until it asked him to do simple math that he froze up, letting the neon plastic charm take over and then, as expected of it, write almost complete gibberish onto the page.  At least some of it was numbers?  Or... at least, they looked like numbers...?

Well, whatever the case, that loss had driven the changes much further.  He had been pulled to the beach and transformed into this amazingly sexy beach babe, now waiting on the charm to decide what it wanted to play next.  All while other people were walking past and ogling the nervous beauty.  He was curious to what parts it had kept this time from his original form, as well as what he could possibly look like at this point.  But after a loss (or two) of staring into the reflection gave the charm another easy win, he knew better than to get too distracted.

It was a terrible object he had to deal with but he had to admit, it was VERY good at changing what he had into something quite good looking.  Male or, as it seems to be now obsessing over now, female.

He sighed, hopefully this was a game about beach volleyball, or maybe a swimming challenge?  He was good with those.  He highly doubted that, because of the location, he would be doing a history exam, or some such, so chances were good he could get a win here.  That is, until he noticed someone starting to walk up, and the charm popped up with its next game, ‘charm’ and make out with the approaching woman.  A very big problem as he realised who she was!

He started to internally panic, while trying his best to not let slip anything to the woman who was now very much hitting on him.  The game this time seemed fairly easy to win, but...  out of all the people it could have been, she was the one it picked.  He was not willing to let this happen!  Especially if she figured out who he really was.  Who knows what would happen then!?

Coming to the conclusion, he had to throw this one, he got ready to respond when suddenly, the timer that decided the charm would autoplay ran down and without another choice in the matter, the neon plastic charm took over, and started to play its own game.  Internally, he was relieved.  He would rather throw the game himself, but at least with the simplistic's of the autoplays functions, it would...  oh no...  wait...

As he could now only watch from within, the autoplay began to respond to the woman and he realised a problem.  The ‘autoplay’ was still quite rough, but functional to the point that the responses were enough to convince the woman that ‘he’ was quite the simple minded bimbo.  And she was VERY into sexy bimbos.

While willing to take another loss, it seems that in this case, the autoplay would quite ‘helpfully’ force him into a victory.  And by the looks of it, a few ‘victory laps’ as well.  His only hope was that the woman tired herself out enough to let him slip away once both she and the charm was done playing.  Otherwise...  he dreaded what other ‘games’ the N.P.C. would want the BOTH of them to play...

Not... quite what I had in mind for this one? It was a bit different of an idea when I first posted it, but it went though a lot of revisions and rewrites till I finally went with this. It's HIGHLY experimental, both in story telling as well as design. Like... I think the caption might be a bit too hard to read in the full version. ^^;

Separate panels do a bit better at least? Maybe? The central image is actually as it was before, with no additions or such since... I really liked it as is? I didn't want to mess it up, so I left it as is. :)

I feel like this isn't worth the wait it had. Took way too long to finally get something down for it. Hopefully it's at least... interesting to look at. ^^;

Anywho, enjoy! :)