“Yeah, I feel it too.” Deja replied. Suddenly all the authors in the bar started to change.
“What the hell!” Mello gasped as her tits swelled and her clothes changed into a tight nurses outfit.
As they all turned to the old wizard their changes finished as quickly as they started. He smiled as he looked at them.
“Hey!” DJ Woohoo shouted as she brushed her long raven curls out of her face with a well-manicured hand. “Your not allowed to do that! We’re authors!”
“Oh, quite the contrary my dear lady, you are only the authors’ avatars’!”
“That doesn’t matter!” Cried the big titted blond F-cup Ditzygirl in a squeaky voice.
“Yes it does matter.” The wizard said as he pulled out a large legal tome. “According to this, although the authors themselves are immune to transformation their avatars, who are actual parts of the archive, are fair game to anyone in said archive.”
“Even so,” Dribbler said as she grabbed a cup to try to catch some of the milk that was coming out of her huge constantly lactating breasts. “our respective writers will just get us out of this next episode.”
“Maybe, maybe not. You never know what might happen in the next episode. “He replied. “That’s the fun of the Addventure. You never know what’s going to happen next.
“Who’s writing this episode anyway?” Duchess Rachel, who looked a lot like Rachel Leigh Cook with bigger tits, asked as she tried to peer through the electrical ether into the real world. As she stared she suddenly saw a shrouded ghostly figure sitting at a keyboard pounding away with his long bony fingers. She pulled away quickly as it looked up at her with its eerie red eyes.
“Uh, maybe we don’t want to know.” She said.
Their attention was drawn suddenly to a loud shriek. They looked and saw Nurse Hello running around the tables with Tracy Bigtits chasing her.
“I’m not a bimbo! I’m not a bimbo!” She was screaming. “God I’m going to kill someone for this!”
Meanwhile Tracy was bouncing behind her with her tits almost flying out of her spandex top yelling, “Hellooo Nurse!”
As they continued to scan the room they saw Dr. Hooker standing over in the corner in her fishnets and garters chatting with the large Russian woman Connie Volkov as if nothing was out of the ordinary. You Wish, who’s name was the only thing that didn’t change, was sitting cross legged on a table in her harem outfit with her arms crossed under her massive HH cup tits trying to blink herself out of this story while the southern girl, Layanythang, was looking curiously at the shape of the beer bottle sitting on the table in front of her.
DJ Woohoo turned back to the old wizard and started to say something.
“Sorry, DJ but according to the clock on the wall, it’s time for the options.” He told her.
“Good.” Dribbler muttered as she filled her sixth cup with milk. “I hope they’re good ones so we can get out of this fix!”
“Well,” The wizard said. “We’ll know in just a second because here they come!
Mon Apr 2 20:10:21 2001