You and your girlfriend have been playing D&D for a couple years now and it has become one of your favorite things to do together. After a recent move for her work, it has been hard to find a good new group. People keep on losing interest or being incompatible, but you love the game, so you keep on trying. A few days ago your girlfriend suggested a group, they meet regularly and all have experience with the game, so you agree to try them out. Tonight is the first session and you are nervous as usual, "don't worry babe, I chatted a bunch with these guys online, they seem super nice!" The two of you show up at the apartment on time and everyone else is already there, three other players and the DM. You think to yourself that they must all know each other from a sports team, all being athletic and black, then you feel a little guilty for assuming, was that racist of me? They all greet you both with smiles and warm hellos, offering snacks before you all sit down to play, they really do seem nice. You all take turns rolling for your stats and everyone does pretty well other than you. Every single roll is a one or a two, making your character pretty useless to start off. "Can I maybe reroll?" Everyone agrees, but you roll even worse this time, "sorry man," says the DM, "gotta stick with it this time." You sigh and the game continues, as everyone gets introduced, it is revealed that your bard character is actually a foolish court jester, to fit your useless stats, and the game starts with everyone else rescuing you from execution. Even trying to thank the party afterwards is too much for your inept character, you fall on your face and give up trying to do anything for the rest of the session.
Back in the car your girlfriend goes on about how fun the start of the campaign was and that you guys might have finally found your group. "I dunno, I didn't get to really do much..." "Oh shut up mister 'I have to be the most powerful', give it a chance, I'm sure your character will improve." You sigh and agree to go back to the next session, she smiles and says they sent us costumes to wear next time.
The two of you return in your costumes, you feel so stupid in your jester outfit, while the rest of the guys are in generic warrior outfits and your gfs outfit shows a bit too much cleavage for your liking. The session goes a lot like the first, but this time your gf gets into a lot of danger constantly and you are too weak to help her out, so the other three guys are always coming to her rescue. Near the end of the session, you fail yet again, slipping and tearing off your clothes to end up nearly dead in a heap at her feet. She only heals you barely enough to walk, "just stop trying to save me idiot, it clearly isn't working, just let the warriors save me you silly fool." Even though it is in character, she is still being pretty harsh, "What am I supposed to do, just watch you all fight?" "Seems like it might be a good idea, think of this walk of shame next time you feel like playing hero!" You follow your party back to town naked, the DM making a point of the townspeople pointing and laughing at your "inadequate manhood". The session ends with all of you in a tavern, them all drinking while you beg strangers in the pub for clothing.
Back in the car you give your gf a look, "see I told you, this group isn't going to work out for us." "What are you talking about, this sesh was even better than the last!" You argue all they way home, she gets super upset when you threaten to quit, so you agree to go one more time if she agrees to talk to them about your character. "They said a change to the story can be put in to change your character, they will have new costumes for us." "Your character is changing too?" "They all are I think, to fit the story change you big baby!" "Sorry..."
Next session starts with you in a private conversation with a witch you ran into in the tavern, so you are split off from the group. After a heavily guided conversation, the witch tells you that she can alter your appearance and ability, but it will alter everyone and everything else as well, do you agree? You feel like a bit of a dick for highjacking the story because you hate your character, but reluctantly say yes. You are handed your new outfit by the DM and told to wait long enough for everyone else to change before joining the group. You try to ask if there was a mistake after stripping and seeing the outfit, "is this meant for-" "nope that's yours!" You start to freak out when you realize that he took your old costume from near the door, it's this or nothing! You nervously put on the matching skirt and top, then the red wig and elf ears! Turning you into a sexy little elven enchantress with the same hair color as your gf. When you rejoin the group, your own outfit is the last thing on your mind, the last outfit was meant for church compared to this one, your gfs tits are barely covered and just a dangling bit of cloth hides her pussy. Then the three guys... none of them are wearing hardly anything, just a bit of cloth and big weapons as their outfits. "Hey babe, did you have any trouble changing alone, the guys helped me with the zip in the back of this thing." "Wait... you all changed TOGETHER!" "Yes silly, don't be so dramatic! Nothing I haven't seen before babe! Well... maybe a bit bigger and darker than what I'm used to...", she bites her lower lip involuntarily as she remembers. You all sit back down to play, your mind swimming with thoughts of them all staring at each other naked.
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