NagisaF

From Create Your Own Story

It’s a female school uniform, the winter variation from the series CLANNAD. Along with it, a reddish brown short wig with two antennas jutting out to the front. Laying them out on your bed, you begin to strip off your clothes. Tossing them aside, you then begin to put on the school uniform, struggling a bit with putting on the skirt as it kept falling off. After putting on the wig, you then walk into your bathroom to look at yourself.

Well, you have the hair and uniform, but you still don’t really look like her. Maybe you should have bought golden brown colored eye contacts. You do numerous poses before deciding that you should get some sleep. As you step out of the bathroom, you begin to feel lightheaded. Something’s, and you begin to feel pain all over your body. You clutch at your chest as the pain grows more intense, and you lose focus as the world around you spins. You fall to the ground, hunched in a fetal position, before the world fades…

You wake up, sitting up slowly and rubbing your mildly aching head. You slowly stand up, and although you feel fine, you feel as if everything isn’t right. Something’s off…

You walk back to your bathroom, but when you see yourself, you stand there, stunned and silent. You look just like her! You yelp, before realizing that the pitch of your voice has changed as well. You only stare at yourself, a mimic of Nagisa, in a state of confusion and awe. It seems you’re height shrunk a bit, and your breast have… gained a bit more.

Suddenly, the alarm rings, and you check the time. To your surprise, it turns out that you slept for a whole day, and in a few minutes, the convention was about to begin. Quickly, you gather your things, consisting of a brown handbag containing sixty dollars, your phone, keys, numerous cards, and various other little trinkets. You hurriedly leave, locking your door. Since you don't own a car, you're going to have to find some way to the convention. You do have a bike, but you don't really have a bike lock. Maybe you could call a friend, or maybe take a bus. Then again, you could always walk.

How do you get to the convention?

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