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RULE 63 MEME

HOKAY SO. ~~Here's ze station.~~

Hypatia, in all her infinite wisdom and debatable sanity, has fucked around with the teleporter coding without actually telling anyone--until after the fact, anyway. Maybe it was genuinely an accident, or maybe she's just trying to run a surprise psychological experiment on you.

Whatever the reason, the next time you walk out of a teleporter? Congratulations, you are now the gender you previously were not. Surprise!

… now wat do?

RULES
★ enter teleporter.
★ exit teleporter.
★ suddenly notice something very wrong here.
★ react to surprise switching-of-bits.
★ tag around. (this can be either genderflipped or not. whichever provides the most lols, really.)
★ ???
★ profit!

Void where prohibited. Actual mileage may vary. Prices slightly higher west of the Mississippi. No animals were harmed during the production of this meme. Some names have been changed to protect the innocent. .gif only slightly related to contents of meme.

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[Whatever they make these Cerberus civilian clothes out of, it's doing a pretty fantastic job of stretching. It's still a size or two too small, but Shepard's good otherwise. Well. And she ditched her shoes. Those don't stretch.]

Got it in one. [She's going to stare for a minute as she tries to pick out that voice.] York?

[ LMFAO GRINS SHAMELESSLY ]

It's the fantastic tits that gave it away, huh?

[ not...that you can see them with how baggy his shirt is 8( ]

[Yeah, that was York. She'd know that ridiculous expression anywhere.]

Wouldn't know. Can't see them when you're not feeling yourself up.

[The Shepard Shrug looks much more convincing on this gender. It's probably because of the larger shoulders.]

Personally, I'm amazed I got it without you calling someone sweetheart, sweetheart.

[ :| pursing his lips, looking down at them, and -- well.

Pulling his shirt back, kind of eying them. ]

They're kinda small, but nice enough, I guess.

[ yeah, he can see you as a dude, pretty easily. ]

--probably seems condescending coming from a girl, like this. I only hear girls call each other sweetheart when they're being catty or talking to five year olds.

[Shepard was unphased by tits. She regularly waded through stripclubs to get her targets and half her crew meandered about shirtless on a regular basis. Still to York's statement:]

Big enough to work for you, not a problem in armor. Decent.

I mostly hear it right before some mercenary chick starts hurling crates or bullets at me, so I'm not 100% on how normal women use it. Somehow, though, I suspect suddenly growing a vagina won't make your sweethearts sound any different.

[Wait. What the hell. Apparently being male meant...that Shepard liked to talk more. And was she reassuring him? No. No, she was being terse. She'd throw in an insult, to be sure, but it would feel wooden.]

[ Yeah, York's still a guy mentally, and he walks around shirtless sometimes. The idea of her seeing his (oh god, her?) tits doesn't really phase him. ]

Guess so.

[ he raises his eyebrows at that, though. ]

Damn, Shepard, you meet all the best people, it seems like.

[A smirk. Damn. Her face felt strange. Less...flesh. Very odd.]

What can I say? I'm pretty sure I'm magnetic, given how many seem to fly at me whenever I walk down a street.

[And now she's staring at York's awkwardly gathered and draped clothes and then down at her ridiculously tight ensemble. He wasn't much different from her normal size, and while it was hard to gauge, she seemed about the right...girth for the stuff draped on him.

Why the hell not? Weirder shit had happened today.]

Hey, this outfit? Less comfortable now than it was ten minutes ago. I'm done with it, so either I go walking until I find a men's store, and you enjoy not seeing your new tits unless your shirt's off, or we could trade.

[Calmly, like she had this conversation every day.]

Personally, I hate shopping, but if you want to enjoy trying on every dress, go right ahead.

[ eying her, too. ]

Yeah, actually, trade might not be so bad.

[ glancing around, trying to figure out if there's a place to change-- and oh, there we go. ]

Let's go grab that store-- we can change in a dressing room.

[Shepard had pulled her shirt off while searched around for an appropriate place to suddenly become nude. Shepard had been unmoved by the threat of brief public nudity and this outfit was the most uncomfortable thing she'd ever worn. At the moment, it might have been more indecent than simple nudity. Still, she offered him a nod and slung her shirt over her newly acquired, broad shoulder. The fabric seemed none the worse for being stretched across a person two or three sizes too big.]

Let's hop to it. Cerberus may be full of backstabbing, morally bankrupt idiots, but they know comfortable casual wear. We ever revert, I'll want these back.

[ they slide inside, and York distantly realizes he's gonna need panties, because fuck if he's wearing hers, and he's sure as hell not going to just go without. ]

--uh, hang on. Need, y'know, girl stuff.

[ heading to the panties section and snickering at a particularly lacy pair. Fuck that noise, though, he wants something comfortable; it takes just a moment, but simple black panties and then he's heading on over to a dressing room. ]

I'll keep 'em on hand for when we get our stuff back. Nice as tits are, they're better on real girls.

[Shepard actually has no idea just where the fuck you're going, York. Oh, underwear. Shepard didn't comment and followed after him to the dressing room. She fully intended to wash his clothes before she gave them back, so she was unconcerned. That she was just going to toss the underwear currently constricting her exterior genitalia? Not worth mentioning.

Really, it was sheer chance that she'd even worn underwear today. Again, not worth mentioning.

York disappeared into a stall and Shepard tossed the shirt over the door. With him in a room, she didn't feel the need to climb into the next stall. What were the drones going to do? Report her for public indecency on a ghost station?]

[ Yeah, he knows the drones aren't going to care, but at this point he'd rather make sure that no kids come running around or anything like that. Besides, he'd rather not get caught outside naked, just in general, and have to fight or something. That would suck.

He doesn't bother closing the door, just shunks his clothes and slides the panties on, eying himself in the mirror, tossing the clothes back over and-- well.

She's out there undressing and York really doesn't have any shame while he's wearing just a pair of panties in a body not his, so. Stepping out. ]

...I'm a pretty hot girl, not gonna lie.

OH GOD NOT ANOTHER MEME

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Just. Gonna. Prod the 4th wall here.

hahahaha. ALSO IS IT HORRIBLE I kind of ship them

YEAAAAAH. Me too. Also this would only happen in a meme.

Sob yeah :(

IKR. BUT IT'S KAY. I will frolic cheerfully with you through this ridiculousness.

B) this is all things good in the world

Oh god, yes.

/rolls all over this