Openly Sourced: An Open Source Objects TF Saga

Gambling is an Addiction

Gambling is an Addiction: Roulette Wheel TF/FTM/MC

[Warning: This Chapter Contains Body Horror, Blood and Gore, Coughing Up Blood, Vomiting Up Blood/Organs, Transformation, Female to Male TG, Identity Death, Strong Language, LGBTQ+ Themes, Mentions of Experimentation, Mentions of Death, References to/Minor Spoilers from TransFOURmania, Mentions Pyromania, Threats, Gambling, and Minor Spoilers from Open Source Objects. You have been warned.]

Rosemary Wheeler, 21, was sitting down, with Isaac, waiting for Chase to return to the cafeteria, waiting for the hangout with both guys.

Unlike most girls in this place, Rosemary still cannot decide who to date, either Chase or Isaac. Both Chase and Isaac think that Rosemary is beautiful, with her nice looking dark red poofy skirt with roses imprinted on there, and light pink blouse.

"Where's Chase, I haven't seen him since breakfast, has something bad happen to him?" Rosemary asked.
"I hate to say this, but Chase hasn't been seen and if it is concerning even myself, then there has to be something really, really wrong!" Isaac scoffed, "And, Rose, if anything bad ever happens to you, then I am going to burn down some stuff of Craig's."
"There is no time for threats right now, we have to go and see if there is anything that we can do about it-" Rosemary replied but...
"Are you sure that the transformation hasn't already gotten into him?" Oswald asked.
"And what do you know about the transformations? Is your book really telling the future?" Isaac asked.
"Yes, but I don't want you guys to know what will become of you though." Oswald sighed.
"Come on, dude, we all have the right to know what is going on." Isaac scoffed.
"Well, I cannot tell anyone about the contents of my novel, I might cause panic." Oswald sighed.
"I understand that you don't want panic, but still, I want to know if I'm going to be okay." Isaac sighed.
"Well, I can't help you if you don't want it, goodbye." Oswald sighed before returning to his table with Lydia and her friends.

"So, what, do you think that the objects are exponentially increasing?" Odessa asked.
"Yes." Indigo sighed, "And if we don't stop Craig soon enough, I'll eventually fall as well."
"Yikes, don't say that, Indigo!" Valerie shuddered, "I mean, I don't want to lose my girlfriend to some kind of transformation."
"Me neither, honey, me neither." Indigo replied.
"Alright, so what do you know about this whole transformation shindig, Lydia?" Odessa asked.
"Well, I knew it that there were legends of it, and the disappearances started somewhere around 2017, I didn't care until Priscilla had disappeared from Deerville." Lydia sighed, "Should I tell you the truth in a neutral location?"
"Sure. It would be better to know somewhere another than here, given that you know who is watching us." Indigo scoffed.

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Later in Oswald's Apartment...

"So, you're all ready for the truth?!" Lydia asked.
"All this information is very, very important to know, Timmons, we have to make sure we know your story, and why you're here?" Oswald replied.
"Well, I'm down for it, to be honest, we all have the right to know." Odessa smiled.
"And how are we going to make sure that Craig is gonna go down for hurting my best friend!" Valerie scoffed.
"I agree, nobody deserves transformation at all, especially with how painful it is." Indigo smiled.

Lydia then cleared her throat, "So, this all started when Priscilla recieved a letter..."

It was January 2020 when she received a letter, no, the letter.

"Lydia, Skeeter, look what I have, it's a letter, from Dr. Gracie Winters! Fuck, shit has been going insane, since what happened this past semester!" Priscilla scoffed, opening the letter, which was an invite to Dr. Winters' lab.
"Wait, you mean something happened in the University of Deerville this past fall?!" Lydia asked.
"Damn it, Lydia, have you been watching the news?! Reading any articles?! People have been disappearing, and objects are roaming around this damn city!" Priscilla scoffed.
"I don't think it's really affecting our neighborhood though, but I should probably look into the disappearances if you don't come back within a set amount of time." Lydia replied.
"And that being..." Priscilla asked.
"Whatever time frame it's supposed to be..." Lydia scoffed, "Look into your letter."
"Well, I'd be damned, I think it is within a month, if I don't come back, please know that I have turned into an object." Priscilla scoffed.
"Okay then. Hopefully, Gracie takes good care of you then, when the end of April hits." Lydia sighed.