Life As Each And Every One Of Them: Delilah (Part 1A)
"Ugh! You gotta be kidding me!" Eric pouted, crossed his arms while trying not to think about the brand new pair of boobs he now had on his chest. "This is like, uh, NOT what I wanted at all! " Upon pressing the link, Eric suddenly found himself transported into a bland, white-colored room decorated with just the essential furniture, a few dirty clothes piled on a corner, countless cute-looking plushies of all shapes and sizes, a whole box of high-energy drinks, and a massive gaming computer equipped with a state-of-the-art microphone and camera. And to his surprise, they all somehow felt incredibly familiar to him, almost as if he himself had been at fault for all of that. This, of course, didn't make any sense to him. Not only was this not his room, but never in a million years would he have decided to make his room look like this. But when he turned around in his comfy gaming chair and saw his reflection on the mirror, the gravity of his current predicament ...