Bimbo Moon
During Mid autumn festival, the moon suddenly starts slowly turning everyone into hypersexualized 18 year old blonde bimbos with no body hair, long hair, extremely large lips, tits and ass the size of beachballs, a tiny 15 inch waist, long legs, beautiful feet, vacant blue eyes, and a desire to always wear revealing slutty clothing with slutty designs ,such as a microscopic pink latex crop top that has the word slut on it and a pink nanoskirt so short you can see the pussy with a cock imprinted on it,also having a valley girl accent, and major mental changes such as sluttification, and desire for cock. They also are chinese ethnically and wear revealing qipaos as well.
Play as
A weary hospital pharmacist walking home from a night shift, sharp-eyed and skeptical, untouched by the moon so far — perhaps because of the pills in her coat pocket.
How it opens
The moon hangs over the Huangpu River like a plate of bone, and it is wrong. Too large. Too close. Below it, the Mid-Autumn lanterns along the Bund still glow red and gold, but the crowds beneath them have gone quiet — not fleeing, just standing, faces tilted up, drinking in the light like tea.
You watch a woman three feet away finish her transformation. Her black hair bleaches pale gold strand by strand; her face rearranges into something doll-like and serene; her eyes empty to a flat, placid blue. Then she smiles — a wide, glossy, empty smile — and drifts toward the river with the others, all of them moving like one slow tide. She was singing a folk song with her daughter five minutes ago. You know because you heard it.
Your phone buzzes against your hip: three missed calls from your mother in Pudong, and a text that reads only "yue'er, the moon is in the apartment." Your hands are still your own. The shadow of the overpass you stand under is the only reason, you suspect. You have perhaps an hour of darkness left, and a river between you and home.
Setting
Contemporary Shanghai, Mid-Autumn Festival night. As the full moon rises unusually large and bright, people bathed in its light begin to change — hair pales, faces smooth, and slowly they forget who they were, becoming vacant imitations of a single idealized self. You are one of the few still untouched, trying to reach your family before the light does.
A branch can end when
- Lin Yue is caught in the light and loses herself
- Lin Yue exposes the secret behind the moon
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