Content Warning: Verde’s Doohickey 2.0: Sensational Summer Romp contains content that some readers might find disturbing, triggering or uncomfortable. This includes sexually explicit activities, strong language, and hateful language and slurs. Reader discretion is advised.

Verde’s Doohickey 2.0: Sensational Summer Romp
June 14th: Jade and the Kuro Abigale Quinlans

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Date: Sunday, June 14, 2015
Time: 07:37
Location: Jade and Caroline’s House

After a night as long and hectic as Haruki’s birthday party yesterday, I planned on taking the entirety of my Sunday to recharge and recuperate. I set my timer to 8:30, hoping that whoever got my body during ‘swapapalooza’ last night didn’t mess something up. …But then I woke up, my clock reading 7:37, and my phone buzzing, even though I was pretty sure I put it on silent last night.

Fearing the worst, I readied myself to stand up… only to pause as I looked down at my figure, immersed in a sheet, with only my feet poking up from the bottom. …Except that wasn’t the only thing pointing up. It was a tall, narrow, tube-shaped object poking straight up… coming directly from my crotch.

Jade: “…What?”

I double checked. This was my bedroom. The hand I waved in front of my face was my hand. In just the two short months I’ve had with my true body, I had memorized that much. I was me, not in someone else’s body.

Furthermore, this thing was NOT the size of a normal penis. I had morning wood in the past, but it never shot straight up— I don’t even think penises are supposed to do that— and it wasn’t as long as my damn forearm. 

As I caught myself trapped in a mental quagmire yet again, I grabbed my sheet and tore it off of my body, revealing a phallic figure poking from inside my forest green nightie. I reflexively clenched my legs together, a ploy to determine the reality of this thing by touch alone, and I felt it… but it did not feel like skin. It felt like it was made of… rubber. And I could not feel my legs through it.

I sighed. My dread was replaced with confusion and a more common fear… but that still begged the question of what the hell was this thing. Not wanting to dawdle any further, I lifted my sleep dress up and was met with… a dildo. Colored purple. 69-centimeters-tall. And featuring a set of… piercing yellow eyes that stared directly at me.

…Immediately, my reaction was to grab this thing and throw it as far as possible. Yet when I brought my hand to its phallic form it… moved. It floated, twirling in the air before it began to… sing to me with the familiar voice that sounded like a middle-aged woman pretending to be a prepubescent boy.

Purple Dildo: “Wake up Miss Novus! It is I, the most evil of them all! Call me Peatrice.“

Jade: “…E-Eh?”

Peatrice: “I’m a phallus as you see, a little tall, a little sheen, but all in all I’d say… I’m quite sexy.“

As Peatrice the… singing dildo started performing a chipper showtime tune, complete with musical accompaniment, I ran, swinging open the door to escape this madness… only to be met by two people.

Abigale Quinlan and… Jadigale, both dressed in extravagant performer outfits, one red and the other green. And from the sinister glimmer in her crimson eyes, I could tell it wasn’t the Abigale I swapped bodies with just a few hours ago. She looked at me with the same contempt she had when I was staring back at her in the mirror six weeks ago. It had to be… Kuro Abigale.

I expected them to hurt me, to attack me. But instead… they sang.

Kuro Abigale & Jadigale: “Oh Miss Novus, you should be delighted, mm-hmm. If you knew what brought us here, your mind would be ignited.“

Between them, Peatrice the… flying purple dildo appeared, pointing himself at me as he continued to sing.

Peatrice: “For you shall see, Eroticness is Bliss!“

I ran away again, heading to the window… only to see another door directly behind me. One that should not have been there, but… beggars can’t be choosers!

I ran through the door, coming out through my mother’s bedroom, where I saw… Peatrice floating in the dead center of the room.

Peatrice: “I wish to join you in your summer, so invite me like a newcomer. An addition to the novel, oh what’s the title? That’s right! ‘Sensational Summer Romp!’ Just saying it makes me stomp! If I had only half her might, I’d make my own world.“

I was running again at ‘join you’ and stumbled into the regular hallway, eager to run down the stairs and out of this topsy-turvy hell I woke up into. I dashed forward… only for Kuro and Jadigale to block my way, walking up the steps in unison while doing a dance number.

Kuro Abigale & Jadigale: “Oh Miss Novus, you’ve been so frustrating, mm-hmm. We’ve never been a fan of wallflowers, but they’re just so much fun to tease and torment.“

I searched for another way out… only to get jumpscared by the purple dildo chasing after me.

Peatrice: “Oh, I can’t wait. EROTICNESS IS BLISS!!!“

The scare sent me flying, falling down the stairs, only for the steps of the stairs to fade away, and for the entire staircase to morph into a… curving slide. It was disorientating enough going down it… but then Peatrice began chasing me, dangling himself right above my head.

Peatrice: “With my plentiful, mighty splooge, I’ll make your womb oh so huge, until you’re begging and begging for more. The sole problem with this might is that it exceeds simple delight, and becomes something frightening, as you will most surely see.“

The slide came to an end as I landed in a foot-tall pool of… orange… viscous… goop. It looked like honey, smelled like it too… but I could tell it was something far more… risque. I wanted to scream as I put the lyrics of Peatrice’s song together, but before I could scream, the two backup singers popped their heads out from this pool of orange cum. Both licking it off their faces before continuing.

Kuro Abigale & Jadigale: “Oh Miss Novus, you know you want it, mm-hmm! Do please stop with all your lies. You would feel so much better!“

Peatrice: “Let’s go for three!“

Peatrice & Kuro Abigale & Jadigale: “EROTICNESS IS BLISS!!!“

I waddled through this landing strip of jizz and ran away into what looked like my dimly lit basement laundry room. I hoped for normalcy as I left puddles of semen behind me with every damp, floppy step, but I could not escape from Peatrice, who loomed over my shoulder.

Peatrice: “Think of it this way, girl. You can impress your fiancée in bed.”

Jade: “I-I don’t have a fiancée!”

Peatrice: “Well, give it a few weeks, and I’m sure you will.”

With that comment, I felt Peatrice slide their phallic body between my legs, rubbing against my panty with a frightening speed. If I could have moved at mach one, I would, but I had to settle for as fast as my legs could take me… only to find that the stairs were missing. 

With nowhere left to run, I pressed myself against a corner, Peatrice fluttering himself gracefully as he drew near, the tempo of his words slowing as the background music adopted a more somber tone.

Peatrice: “You call yourself a woman, but flee at the sight of the D. I can’t believe you’ve wasted such a gift. Your fear reminds me of my time with Lily. She made me splooge so much it was silly. It was lots— I mean lots— on my face— in a school!“

As Peatrice drew ever closer, the wall behind me fell through like a sheet of cardboard, giving way to the living room. I ran toward the front door… only for Peatrice to appear from around the corner, blocking my way!

Peatrice: “With my plentiful, mighty splooge…“

I dashed toward the dining room, only for him to teleport before me yet again.

Peatrice: “I’ll make your womb oh so huge…“

Desperate, I went for the window, hoping to open it in a few seconds… only for him to pop up outside.

Peatrice: “Oh, you’d be begging…“

Not dissuaded, I thrust open the window and ran outside… only to fall down through the ground, landing back in my bedroom. I was on my bed, and at both sides, I saw Kuro Abigale and Jadigale, both crammed into my twin sized bed, looking at me with lustful gazes, singing directly into both of my ears. 

Kuro Abigale & Jadigale: “Oh Miss Novus, you know you want it, mm-hmm! Be delighted!“

I hopped out of my bed and passed them, running for my window as I tried to break this cycle through a different exit, but as I ran, my room got longer, stretching and expanding with every step

Kuro Abigale & Jadigale: “If you knew what brought us here, your mind would be ignited. Oh Miss Novus, you know you want it, mm-hmm! Do please stop with all your lies. You would feel so much better!“

As Jadigale and Kuro Abigale kept up with me just by walking, I stepped on a floorboard that flew upwards, revealing Peatrice yet again, this time only a few inches from my face. I fell to the floor as he appeared, and stared into his fierce yellow eyes.

Peatrice: “For the fourth time!“

I froze, not knowing what he had in store for me. I tried to escape, but every time, reality betrayed me. I had to be in his domain. 

The music ended, Peatrice’s phallic body was looming over me, and I could hear both Kuro Abigale and Jadigale chuckling in the background. Running away did not work, escape was impossible, and… the inevitable was at hand. 

Peatrice: “…Ah fuck it, I’ll just stick it in!”

As Peatrice said that, he lowered himself into an optimal thrusting position, and I heard Kuro Abigale and Jadigale walk even closer.

It was in that moment of intense desperation, with my mind under a staggering amount of pressure, that a new option arose. 

I grabbed Peatrice by his rubbery purple shaft, and slammed him onto the floor. He blinked, looking at me with confusion, and I slammed my foot down on him, making his girthy body even harder.

Jade: “NO! I am NOT going to let you fuck me again! I am NOT going to run away from you anymore, you perverted clown! You beat me twice, but you will not hurt me ever again! I know your tricks, I know this is all a domain of your imagination, but… it’s not your domain anymore! It’s mine! I’m in charge here, and you will listen to me. Submit to my dominance and cum, you revolting cock!”

As I adopted the role of the dominator, Peatrice’s body writhed in pleasure, squirming as his stiff body reached its apex, before releasing a sloppy quarter cup of… honey onto my floor. 

Peatrice: “Whoa mama. I guess Maxxie trained you well. I can hardly recognize y—”

Jade: “YOU WILL NOT SPEAK!!!“

Peatrice’s voice was then silenced, replaced with the muffled sounds of a person with no mouth.

Truth be told… I had no clue what I was doing, I was taking a chance, and somehow, it was working. I was reshaping the reality around me through my sheer will alone. Maybe it was just spending an afternoon in Abigale’s body, but I was feeling bold, powerful, and eager to wrought myself additional closure.

I thought I had accepted closure when I said goodbye to Kuro Abigale, when Maxxie punched her and told her off, but… no. It was not that simple. Peatrice, Kuro Abigale, Jadigale… they all hung high in my mind, and I had to show my dominance. To embrace the final fear that lingered within me. 

While I had sexually opened up to Maxxie, and had accepted her nudges into more ‘experimental’ things… I still viewed sex with some lingering sense of fear. A strap on was one thing, but a talking, flying dick, was another. When I saw Peatrice, I was terrified. The idea of something and someone like that being inside me… made me sick. But… running away from my problems never did me any good. If I wanted to be whole, if I wanted to be complete, I had to… assert my dominance.

And how does one assert their dominance over a talking, flying dick? Well, there’s only one way. 

To fuck it.

I lifted my skirt up, and pulled down my panty. Peatrice tried to sound like a horny cartoon animal as he saw my labia, but instead I grabbed him by the shaft, slammed him down on the floor— balls first. I stared into his eyes with as much scorn as I could. He quivered in this compromising position, and, not affording myself a second of hesitation, I inserted him into me, lowering myself slowly as I took a deep breath, eyes shut.

Everything felt… looser than I expected it to. Probably thanks to Maxxie ‘making the most’ of my body, enabling me to immerse him deeper and deeper until… I hit a wall. A wall I kind of forgot that I even had. My cervix. Everything twitched as I felt his rubbery head poke against this part of my… reproductive system, and as I looked down… I could tell I didn’t even compass half of him. I guess that made sense, but it still looked awkward, having this much of a dick poking out from my crotch. …At least it was purple.

Not dissuaded, I stayed true to my objective, and began to move myself up and down as I balanced myself on his pole-like body. I cast aside whatever fear and uncertainty I had as I reminded myself who this was, what they did to me, and how I had to prove how much stronger I was. I steeled myself for a long, enduring battle. 15 seconds later, I was met with a hot viscous sensation that filled the innards of my body. 

Seconds into this sexual battle, and I had already won. …And he came right inside me.

Jade: “GYAAAAA!!! What the fuck, Peatrice? Oh… shit. Oh, no. Did you… did you just impregnate me?”

I pulled Peatrice out of me and stared at him right in his splooge covered face, at the yellow eyes behind the goop. He didn’t have a mouth, but he still looked like he was smiling.

Peatrice: “You can’t get knocked up by a sex toy, ya dumb bitch! And…”

As Peatrice lingered, a cheery song began to play in the background, and before I knew it, he was singing again.

Peatrice: “The reason why I cum is ‘cos I loooove you! The reason that I chase is ‘cos I caaaaare! And every incan—“

Jade: “FUCK OFF!!!”

With that, I grabbed Peatrice by the shaft and threw him at the window I tried running to a few minutes earlier, where his phallic body crashed through the glass and out my house. As the glass shattered, the music stopped, and I was granted silence. 

I exerted my control over the world around me, imagining my stretched bedroom retracting to its original proportions. The walls drew closer to me, the room unstretched itself, and as things were… normalized, I was staring at Jadigale and Kuro Abigale. As our eyes locked, I scowled at them.

Jade: “So, let me guess, I was transported to this pocket dimension… and this was all arranged by Verde.”

Kuro Abigale: “How astute. Perhaps you have changed…”

Kuro Abigale still carried with her the same sense of superiority that I had come to expect of her, so I diverted my attention to the less frustrating of the two. Jadigale.

Jade: “I get Kuro Abigale being here, but Jadigale… what are you doing here?”

Jadigale: “Well, I wanted to see you again. Or, from a certain perspective, for the first time.”

Jadigale raised a good point, as the version of her I knew was really just Kuro Abigale. I could have been rude and untrusting to her but… I decided it was best to extend an arm in friendship. …Oh the things I take away from anime.

Jade: “Oh… I guess that sounds innocuous enough. So, how… how has your life been going?”

Jadigale: “Why, thank you for asking Jade! As you might have guessed, my life has been going absolutely splendidly. Maxxie, Zoe, and Shiaka are all doing wonderfully, as is Project Love & Souls. My parents are doing as well as ever. I managed to really hunker down during the last few weeks of school and wound up the Valedictorian of my class. It was a toss up between me and Zoe, so we put it up to a game of rock-paper-scissors, and the rest is history. The summer’s also been going great. I started my internship at Zeta Realty and got right into the swing of things. I even started taking an econ class at OCC. I wanted to take two, but Mom insisted I don’t overwork myself, but I think Dad just wanted me to be around more at the office and—”

Jade: “I get it, Jadigale. I already know how great your life is. I lived it for a day, and that was enough.”

Jadigale: “I… I’m sorry Jade. I do remember what I did to you to get this life of mine, but the more time passes, the less it feels like it was really me. Everything I did as that Abigale Quinlan feels like something I read in a story, something I role-played, or perhaps even a past life. It just does not feel real, but for you… it was real. And in order for me to have my own life… I nearly killed you… didn’t I? I guess I never thought about it like that…. Because I didn’t want to think about it like that.”

As Jadigale said that… I found it hard to harbor the resentment I once held for her. She was, in many ways, an idealized version of myself… but she was not me, and… I would not want to be her. After getting this body, after living my life as Jade, the envy I felt for her stopped, and now, seeing her be so transparent before me… it made me want to hug her. …So I did.

I wrapped my arms around her, and she wrapped hers around mine. It was warm, comfortable, and carried with it a familiarity that was normally only reserved for friends and family. 

Jade: “If you care about me, then… why do this? Why take me to… this pocket dimension and harass me with this song and dance?”

Jadigale: “Honestly, it’s because I wanted to meet you as myself, the new me, and say… Thank you for helping me exist! Without you, I would not be able to start my life over again, become a new person, with such a lovely life. Without you, I would still be another Kuro Abigale Quinlan. You made me… me. Heh. I guess I could consider you my mother… or maybe sister would be more appropriate.”

While I appreciated the… sentiment Jadigale was trying to share with me, the last thing I needed was to get a sister from another dimension who lived an alternate version of my life.

Kuro Abigale: “It’s hard to believe there’s any version of me who would give up power for such a mundane life… But I suppose when you are reduced to a mere fragment, your standards are lowered.”

Jadigale: “Way to be a sourpuss, Kuro. It’s not my fault you haven’t remembered the joys of being a human.”

Kuro Abigale: “Oh, trust me, I don’t need to be reminded of the joys, because if I want to be human, I can be human. In fact, let me show you the sort of power I now possess, all thanks to you, Jade.”

I stared at Kuro Abigale, anticipating what twisted ‘power’ she could be talking about. Her Real Booting and Snap Burst powers were already imposing and frightening feats that made her a destructive force. Yet as I saw her body shift and churn, I realized what power she was talking about. For Kuro Abigale’s form shrank, her complexion lightened, and her face morphed into an entirely different visage. It morphed into… me. From her head, to her feet, to even her voice.

Kuro Abigale: “All thanks to your love and determination, your desire to keep people safe, I can not only become your loved ones… but I can combine their traits to my liking.”

Kuro Abigale then shifted her form yet again, becoming a tall dark-skinned man with bright curly blonde hair that flowed past their shoulders. While certain parts of her body looked vaguely familiar, I didn’t know who she was now. Though, I had a feeling that she was… a completely new person.

Kuro Abigale: “Real Booting, Snap Burst, Rapid Regeneration, Immortality, Enhanced Body, Enhanced Intellect, Critical Adaptation, and now Shapeshifting. My genetic pool may be limited to only a dozen or so people, but I can turn dirt into steel. All thanks to your conviction, to your desperation, I can now become anyone. And for that, for giving me unlimited possibilities, I thank you. I would offer to do anything you desire to show my gratitude… but you already have three Gods at your beck and call.”

Jade: “So, wait, if you are able to do that and… wait, does that make you… I’m sorry, could you—”

Kuro Abigale sighed as she returned to her original form, that of Abigale Quinlan.

Kuro Abigale: “I am Abigale Quinlan from a world where, as you embraced madness, I took control of my body yet again, and bore the fruits of your labor. Or rather, our labor.”

Jade: “So, not only did you make me kill all those people, completely destroy Oransen… you did it all to make yourself more powerful?”

Kuro Abigale: “I saw the opportunity, and I took it. And for as absurd as this entire encounter was, I could not say no to this proposition, and to see a world where you did manage to find some happiness. It almost makes me want to keep your other half locked away in my mind for all eternity, never to feel the weight of their involvement in my ascension to even greater might… almost.”

Jade: “Great. Thanks for letting me know that I not only helped a mass murderer kill over 50,000 people, I made her more powerful! Now please leave and never come back.”

Peatrice: “Oh, oh, oh! Is it story time?”

I turned my head, already knowing what to expect. Peatrice was floating inches away from my head, and while I wanted to toss him at the nearest hard object, I instead walked away from him.

Jade: “Peatrice, I… to be honest, I don’t understand how all three of you are here as distinct entities or—”

Peatrice: “Multiverse! Kuro Abigale is from a version of The Malice of Abigale Quinlan where Verde didn’t abort shit as it was gettin’ atomic. Jadigale is from The Dominance of Abigale Quinlan Scenario you experienced first-hand. While I, Peatrice, am an alternate version of the Kuro Abigale from The Malice of Abigale Quinlan who got straight isekai’d me to the year 2222. There, Verde fucked me into being her fuckboi, but then turned me into a dildo, because I did kill a couple million people for teh lulz. I ain’t frettin’ or nuthin’ though. I spend my day fucking college kids and writing best sellers. Including my radical political analysis, Peatrice and the Genocide Manifesto and the autobiographical thriller The Abigale Quinlan From Another World.”

I wasn’t actually paying attention to what Peatrice was saying. I was just waiting for him to shut up and throw him again, this time aiming for the trash bin under my desk.

Peatrice: “WAAAAAAAHHHH— OOF!”

Jadigale: “Yeah, Peatrice might act like he’s hot stuff, but he’s a major sub. All he can do is talk, fuck, and write… literature that’s more captivating than it should be.”

Hearing that backhanded compliment, Peatrice ruffled himself out of the trash bin and flew toward me, a tissue trailing out from the underside of his rubbery balls.

Peatrice: “You bet your ass I’m a good writer. One of the best that ever was! I know all the greats— word for word— but have a personality refined enough to strip away all that trash-ass prose and get to the real meat— the nut meat. Then I throw it on the floor so even the quadriplegics can nom dat shit up!”

Jade: “Peatrice… I don’t know where you came from, but just leave. I was scared of you once before, but seeing what’s become of you… you’re just pathetic.”

Peatrice: “Eh, I guess that was a half-decent burn…But tell me, are you really strong enough to get over us? Or is there a part of you, however small, that still fears us? Because as you ran, I saw fear in your eyes.”

Jade: “Yeah, sorry for being scared when I saw a flying fucking dildo with eyes chasing after me, singing, while the world started shifting around me. I don’t mean to break it to you, but rape is a pretty rational fear, and I know you, as a flying dick, can start raping me in a few seconds!”

Peatrice: “Isn’t that true for all men?”

That comment was so asinine that I didn’t want to dignify it with a response. Fortunately, Kuro Abigale cut in to offer her own comment.

Kuro Abigale: “You might not fear Peatrice, but do you fear me, Jade?”

Jade: “You broke me. If I could recall what you told me during the days I spent with you, I would still be broken. Of course I fear you. …And I fear what you will do when you get back to your world.”

Kuro Abigale: “Heh. I suppose that is quite the ‘sensible’ fear to hold. Though, seeing you, seeing my two companions, going on this merry little lark, and learning the true nature of the universe… It has given me much to think about. Maybe… it is time for me to change my ways. To discard the malice that defined me and live a normal life. With my expanded powers, I could have any life I so desire… or, alternatively…”

Kuro Abigale shifted her form yet again, growing smaller and lighter in every sense, until she was the size of a prepubescent boy… and looked like one too. A young ‘twink’ with floppy blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and pinkish cheeks. And one who spoke with the exact same voice as the floating phallus.

While it was difficult to grasp her full physique beneath the ill-fitting clothes that hung over her body, it was clear that she had transformed herself into Peatrice. …The human version she described in the past.

Kuro Abigale: “Hehehehe! Perhaps Peatrice has the right idea. We may be cut from the same cloth, but with no Verde to inhibit me, with a whole world to take control of all by my own, then is it not my very right to make the most of—”

After two sentences, I was already sick of looking at her face. So I grabbed Peatrice’s thick rubber body and used him to smack Kuro Abigale with enough force to give her a bloody nose.

Jade: “Okay, NOW I have my closure. You— all three of you, I don’t want to see you again.”

Jadigale: “H-Hey! What did I do to you?”

Jade: “I… Okay, you didn’t do anything bad. I mean, not you, but the person who became you and… When I snap my fingers, I will wake up in my bed, like nothing happened.”

Peatrice: “A fast learner, she is. You just need to channel your desires and manifest them unto rea—”

I snapped my fingers before Peatrice could finish his comment, and the world around me faded in the blink of an eye.

Just as I had said, I was back in my bed, wrapped under my sheets, and my clock said the same time, 7:37.

For a brief moment, I wondered if that was another dream, like the ones that haunted me during the first week of April. Where I lost my life, my hope, and my virginity. They were vivid dreams, ones that carried with them both a sense of reality and the playfulness exclusive to one’s own mind. Yet… somehow, I felt that it was all real. It was too potent and focused to be some fever dream brought on by eating too much cake.

I prepared to cast this aside and get on with my day, but as I looked down at my sheets… I saw something poking up from my crotch. Something taller than my forearm and in an unmistakably phallic shape.

Jade: “You… YOU MOTHERFUCKER! How did you follow me here, you piece of shit?!”

I tore off my sheets, ready to destroy Peatrice’s rubbery body in the most brutal manner I could think of. But as I pulled up my skirt, I saw… a purple dildo, 69 centimeters in length, without any eyes. Even as I touched it, it… felt like a giant piece of rubber, lacking any of the mobility I had seen from Peatrice.

I grabbed it, shook it, and smacked it against my mattress to confirm that it was just a dildo, and when I accepted that it was… I let out a sigh. 

Jade: “Great. What the hell am I supposed to do wi—”

As I was speaking, my bedroom door opened up, and my mother popped her head into my room.

Caroline: “Jade, sweetie, I heard you screaming is ev—”

Caroline’s eyes immediately locked onto the giant dildo in my hands, and my face turned beet red. …This certainly wasn’t a conversation I ever wanted to have with my mother, but Verde just had to make this day extra spicy, now didn’t she?

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The Posse Logs: My Sensational Summer Vacation Diary

Word up, it’s Verde Dusk! I’m pleased to announce that my plans for the Posse Logs work as intended! As we wrapped up Haruki’s Birthday Bash yesterday, I informed all members of the Swap Posse of a new feature. At the end of every day, after going to sleep, they would be greeted by an ethereal force, asking them to recap their experiences, giving a little activity log. Just like in Nari’s Log, but without that little suicidal genocider, ‘cos he got deleted and is neeeever coming back. For real though— on the real!

Why did I implement this feature? ‘Cos I wanna keep tabs on what people are doing. It’s one thing to follow a group of four body swapping friends but… we’re up to 17 in this bitch and keeping track of that in real time is the pits. Also, it’ll help Zoe and Vivi get more data for their research project.

What you’ll see here is not their words verbatim, as it would be too damn redundant. Instead, they’re just excerpts, curated summaries of their thoughts on the matter, packaged together with the main characters’ story of the day. You also don’t need to read them all to keep up with the overall story. Though, you might miss out on some primo character development for your faves. Think of them like side quests in a video game. You can skip them, but you’d be a bitch-ass-bitch for doing so.

Jade: “While I’m not opposed to confronting my fears, I don’t like being thrown into a pocket dimension the instant I wake up. The fact that I managed to get through that nightmare with Kuro Abigale, Jadigale, and Peatrice without going insane is… surprising to me. The closure was nice, the context wasn’t, and I gave Verde what will, hopefully, be the angriest phone call in my life. I know she knows better, but she just chose to screw with me. This completely ruined my day, and I spent most of it hanging out at home, getting a visit from Maxxie, Zoe(Paz) and Shiaka, and trying to decompress with some games. Also, just to be perfectly clear, I did not and will not use the giant purple… Peatrice dildo. I’d throw it out if I could but… it’d probably just reappear in my closet the next day.”

Maxxie: “After the wildness that was Haruki’s birthday bash last night, I was in primo vegging out mode, but then my girlfriend called to explain that she got dream raped by a terrorist. I brought my tablet with, and got some drawing done, but overall, still not a great day. I’m just glad Jade’s a tough broad who doesn’t afraid of anything!”

Zoe(Paz): “I wanted to spend a full day as myself, yet the ‘Zoe Xing Body Rental Service,’ as Maxxie likes to call it, was already booked in advance. My mother on the seventh, Maxxie on the eighth, Shiaka on the ninth, Caroline, Haruki, and I had an arrangement on the tenth and eleventh. While I was myself for most of the twelfth, I could not say no when Mamà asked to spend a Friday night in my body, and Haruki convinced Paz to ‘reserve’ my body on the 14th. For all my time as a woman, it was surprising to wake up facing a man like Daisuke, who didn’t know about the swap. I ultimately found her body to be… underwhelming, lacking curvaceous figures of Caroline, while inheriting the numerous aches that one would expect of a woman in her mid-40s. My sense of ‘age’ within that form was not helped by how much time I spent with Jade, Maxxie, and Shiaka after Jade’s ‘nightmare’ in another dimension. …The fact that I can utter such a thing so nonchalantly is frightening.”

Shiaka: “After the party, I planned on spending a day at home, just to decompress after everything. At least until Jade called me to explain her reunion with Peatrice and the Kuro Abigale Quinlans. Jade tried to downplay her accomplishment, admitting how panicked she was when she woke up somewhere else, but I did my best to convince her of the strength she showed in fighting these monsters! Jade is a stronger person than she thinks she is. While I crumbled and was left hurting for so, so many years, she went on carrying her burdens with her, and ever since her transformation… I’ve been impressed by her confidence. She said to me that she admires my strength, but… I admire hers.”

Terra: “I was going to go over to help Jade after she visited another dimension in her sleep last night, except Maxxie told me to stay at home. So I pretty much did just that. Playing games, watching some shows, and doing what I would do without the VD 2.0. I wanted to hang out with Mom and Dad some more, though they had to head out for a flight in the afternoon. I really wish Verde let them know about the VD 2.0 in advance so they could be around more often. Though, they keep promising that things will get better in July.”

Vivi: “After spending half a day as Zoe, it was weird waking up as myself. The world just seems so much bigger, everything feels heavier, and my hands feel so much smaller after being in a body like his. I thought about hitting someone up to body swap, but I figured it was good to have a day to adjust to myself and play some games. …Zoe and I briefly mentioned that concept, though I cannot seem to get it out of my head. How much would it take for someone to forget what their body feels like?”

Anita: “Something about being in Elly’s body yesterday just set me off. I kept worrying about how I would look as I grew older, when I never really thought about it. I guess I’d look like my Mom, and for being fresh past 50, she’s looking damn good. Except… I dunno, the idea of being like her just doesn’t sit right with me. And while Elly’s body felt pretty good, the idea of ‘faking it until I make it’ makes something under my skin just crawl. The whole ‘what do I want to do with my life’ question just wouldn’t leave me alone, no matter how much I tried to shove it away!”

Gem: “Maintaining a journal such as this is a task that I always considered most bothersome. When I am left to my own devices, it is difficult to recall how I conduct daily activities. I would see a considerable to extreme benefit if I were to be given a life equivalent of a Nintendo 3DS Computer Entertainment System’s Activity Log. In fact, that would be a grand decision to make to Verde! I might have not delivered upon my agreed portion of labor to be entitled to a per diem, but at the most least, I can offer suggestions to improve the quality of life for the entirety of our menagerie!”

Caroline: “As a mother, one of the worst things you can do is walk in on a child during a sexual experience, and when I walked in, seeing Jade hold that… terrifying dildo, I felt awful. Thankfully, it was all a strange misunderstanding, and she didn’t start… trying to shove things like that inside her less than three months after transforming into a girl. But even if it was, would I have any grounds to criticize her after everything I did in Babs’s body… and masturbating in Zoe’s? I don’t think so. I had considered using the VD 2.0 today, as I felt a certain responsibility to try being everyone, even poor Natasha. Yet with Jade in such an emotional state, I felt I needed to be there for her.”

Raiyne: “The phantom of yesterday’s experiences lurked within my head. After spending so many hours in Daisuke’s body, I needed to return to normal, remind myself of who I am, and spend the day doing what I do most free Sundays. Reading. I still had to decide on which books I would teach for which classes this year, so I assembled my list of books and began re-reading a few passages to determine what the students would best understand. It was tempting to rely on certain standbys, and I did for more advanced classes. But I didn’t need to be a teenager, or spend a few days living in the body of one, to know how much harder it has gotten for children to immerse themselves in certain books. The harder it is for them to read it, the fewer students understand it, and the harder it becomes to assess their learning. It is a vicious cycle, and even after a decade, I still haven’t perfected it. Truly, no teacher has…”

Babs: “I didn’t get up to much. It was just a regular Lazy Sunday for me. Cooking, cleaning, driving Ken and Elly to the airport. A day like this is necessary after a wild party like that, and it feels nice to know that everybody is in their body and not learn how to dissociate faces from names. I thought about giving Ruby a call as she’s usually DTF on Sundays, yet after masturbating in Shiaka’s body yesterday, I felt like keeping it clean.”

Ken(Elly): “Alas, the merriment of body swapping came to an abrupt end, when we had only just begun. Which is a shame, as after being inside Natasha, I was desperate for a refresh. Fortunately, being Elly is plenty to cleanse my palate. Every time we hop into each other’s bodies, I feel like we understand each other a bit better. Not in a way that can be truly expressed through mere words, through a deeper understanding! One of texture, or gesture, or tone, and of sensation! Elly jokes that I plan on taking her younger body for myself, but that’s far from the end goal. I only want to spend half of the rest of my life in her body.”

Elly(Ken): “I think Ken’s still oblivious to how much more comfortable my body is on an airplane compared to his. The lack of ass makes sitting a literal pain, and the taller you are in an airplane, the less comfortable it is. Though, when I look at him in my body, feeling his head rest on my chest, I think… this isn’t too bad. Plus, I finally realized why he loved lugging around this heavy travel laptop. Because it has a keyboard that’s actually comfortable to use with his massive hands.”

Natasha(Haruki): “Every time I return to my body, the weaker I feel, the worse I feel, and the more I want to be someone else. I know that I was just Ken yesterday, but my back was killing me after what I did to this body, and I needed to escape. …That’s when I remembered that Haruki gave me an offer to use her body for 24 hours. I wanted it to last, so minutes after waking up… I initiated a 24 hour swap. Instantly, I found myself in Haruki’s body, her’s in mine, and the relief I felt was staggering. She was overweight, failed to properly cherish her youth, but her body had no aches, no pains, and was still in the prime of youth. I was determined to make the most of it. To seize the day and see the world, rather than squalor in the basement like she had. The expression is true. ‘Youth is wasted on the young.'”

Daisuke: “I had completely forgotten that Zoe was switching bodies Paz when I woke up and nearly… kissed him. It would not have been the worst thing in the world, but… he was my daughter for a week, and I know for a fact he is having sex with Shiaka. He is a good man, and the most mature teenager I had ever met in my life, but the idea of doing something with him felt… wrong. It did when I saw him making breakfast like the woman he appeared to be, and when he came home after joining Shiaka to visit Jade. He was one hell of an actor, and fell into Paz’s life so well that I wouldn’t have even noticed anything was wrong with ‘her’ if he hadn’t reminded me of this swap. If anything, it made me… curious about how he performed in bed. …Cripes, what am I saying? He’s 30 years younger than me. It is one thing to approach Raiyne like that, but Zoe is still a child. …A child who makes for a damn convincing adult.”

Paz(Zoe): “If I had known I would be swapping with Gem yesterday, I probably wouldn’t have requested to switch bodies with Zoe. The act of being male is still a very strange one, and I worry that I might find it addictive if I try it too much. Arousal is no longer driven by mood, but by content, by sheer imagination, and it feels as if I can go from nothing to everything within just a few seconds. Daisuke’s body and Gem’s body were both remarkable in their own rights, but being within Zoe, having such finesse, such strength, at my disposal, made me feel truly overwhelmed. I felt as if I should simply stay in his home, yet with such stature and strength, I felt like I had to go out and see the world. …So I did. I spent the entire day walking, exploring the familiar streets of Oransen in a new light, and pursuing things without any inhibition, as I wasn’t myself. I was a young man, and despite my age, people treated me with unconditional respect. It all felt… exciting.”

Haruki(Natasha): “COCK! ASS! GRANNY HO! I woke up to find myself in Natasha’s body, where fucking everything hurt! I know I allowed her to borrow my body, but she could’ve at least warned me, and not done it when her back felt like somebody took a damn hammer to it. If this is what being old is like, then I guess I’m halfway to death! Like, holy shit no wonder Conservative Skeletor motherfuckers always be acting evil, if I had to live this shit, I’d fall over to the dark side so fucking fast! And thank Verde she at least had some pain meds I could take to numb that shit. But even then, I didn’t feel like doing anything. Drawing? Impossible! Gaming? Hell nah! Things even looked worse, like all the color was sapped from everything, and all sounds sounded like they were coming from busted-ass speakers. So, I just sat on my saggy granny ass and read shit my friends wrote, munching on junk I got from the konbini, because it’s not like this body could get any worse! …But then my eyes started hurting from reading! So I had a freaking text-to-speech plugin do it for me. Ho-lee shit, Nats! Your body sucks!”

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Verde’s Doohickey 2.0 Main Page

Act 1: SwitchY Swap
May 16th: Prom Pomf Pomf Preview
May 29th: Enter Verde’s Doohickey 2.0
May 30th: Let’s Get Swappin’
May 31st: Flare Family Fiasco
June 1st: Graduation Day
June 2nd: The Kurokawa ‘Sisters’
June 3rd: My Day As Zoe Xing
June 4th: Love in Seoul
June 5th: Sister Mother and Sister Daughter
June 6th: Back 2.0 Basics
June 7th: Assembling the Posse
June 8th: Anita Neukar in… Vivi Gaimz
June 9th: Mother Daughter Heart-2.0-Heart
June 10th: Daisuke and Paz in… Wacked Up Wednesday
June 11th: VAG Swap
June 12th: Terra’s Tomorrow
June 13th: Haruki’s Birthday Bash

Act 2: CHAOTIC CHANGES
June 14th: Jade and the Kuro Abigale Quinlans
June 15th: Aku_Mako’s E3 2015 Rundown – Day Zero
June 16th: Transform Sex Power
June 17th: Erotic Blitz
June 18th: An Evening At The Local Water Park
June 19th: Date Night Cubed
June 20th: Chicago Diamond Symphonia
June 21st: The Father’s Day Resurrection Special
June 22nd: Nazz and Liang Do Flare Industries
June 23rd: The Kurokawa Family Visits the Museum of Science and Industry
June 24th: Whatever Happened to… Yuccot Kikansky?
June 25th: A World Where The Gamers Won
June 26th: Bond Xing
June 27th: SSS – Sizzling Sexual Summer
June 28th: Lesbians 2.0 Gay Boys
June 29th: Caroline and Raiyne’s Cabin Logs