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Chaos Factor

 Greetings true believers! We begin our story in a world much like ours, where something strange and exciting is about to unfold! 

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It had been a long long day for Ben, and the sight of someone in his room had officially capped off the evening as by far the least pleasant day he’d had. 

He was epecting to be shot, or stabbed, or hell who knows what this dude could do since he’d snuck up into  his room on the second floor.

However,  “Do you believe in the multiverse theory?”That's what the man in the grey jacket said to Ben with a calm voice. 

Ben honestly found it hard to believe in anything these days, only a few years out of high school and stuck in a dead end job delivering pizzas while still iving with his family. He’d barely made it out of high school with a passing grade and he was voted most likely to...well..deliver pizza for the rest of his life. 

It was an unpleasant life he’d lead, unpopular and generally having a hard time socialising from traumatic experience growing up at that. 

“I mean I guess in movies.” he told the man. 

The man continued to smile as he spoke “What if I told you they were real? And I could take you to one” 

Ben was just running along with this conversation, starting to believe it was just his mind finally cracked from too many long shifts“I’d say you're full of shit” he said calmly. 

The man pulled out a small device seeming to be observing something that Ben couldn’t see. “Well how about this, I’m from a group that keeps track of those things, and I’ve decided you get a second chance” 

“A second chance?” Ben scoffed “okay,this is a prank isn’t it?” 

“Nope, I’m just someone with a conscience who’s taking pity on someone who’s been dealt a bad hand” he tucked the device into his jacket “I can take you back to another version of yourself, a..for lack of better word, variant of yourself, I can’t say I really like the word, but if it fits.” 

“Okay so what's the point exactly” 

“I’ll put it bluntly, in about thirty minutes a meteor the size of a ford f-150 is gonna smash down in your town, kills about everyone in town, will be the biggest meteor impact since tunguska”

Ben felt his face flush at that, the complete seriousness in the tone of the man's voice making him gulp with a sense of fear. “You gotta be lying” 

“And it’ll impact…”The man walked forward three steps, to the left to his bed “here''. You’re killed instantly so don’t worry about there being any pain. Though I’m told the single instant would probably be the most pain anyone has ever felt before dying. If you want I can walk you through coping techniques to help encourage coming to terms with your demise” 

“Why the fuck are you telling me this?” 

“Because even if you could do anything about it, you’d still die, and any changes I’d do wouldn’t matter.” his lips pulled into the most confident carefree smile Ben had ever seen. “It’s why I’m making my offer.” The man pulled out the mysterious device again and hummed “ah. There she goes. If I were you I’d make my choice quick. I don’t have much time to give you all the time in the world you know.” 

He wasn’t lying. Something in his heart of hearts told ben this man was not lying “I’ll take your offer”

“Good man.” he smiled before walking up to Ben and showing him the device, a long line went across the lcd screen, he pinched and zoomed on to a line that branched outward, growing at a steady pace. “Right here. This particular timeline is the one I’m sending you to. A variation where your  x chromosome comes up double.” 

“I’d…I’d be a girl” he gawked and shook his head stuttering “no..nope no...I don’t think I can do-” 

"I mean if you’re okay sitting here and dying...You’ll wanna remember this mantra; IT’s going to happen, it’s happening now, It’s happened. Just repeat that and you’ll be fine” he then turned around and started walking away 

“I’ll do it!” The agreement leapt out of Ben’s mouth like a suffocated animal desperate for air. 

He turned around back to him, still wearing that oh so charismatic grin “I knew you were smart.” he took him by the hand and shook. 

In the space of time it took to blink, Ben now found himself overwhelmed with the sensations of his world changing around him, and he changing to match it. 

He felt himself growing shorter, his shoulders defltating as the air diverted to his chest, legs growing long and sexy, as hips pushed and cracked out into wide temptation, mind spinning as his skin became all the more sensitive than he’d ever imagined. 

The man let go of his hand, as he stumbled and fell into his bed, an awareness of his clothes now being different on his body. 

“To be as quick about it as I can; You’ve been swapped into the new body; here’s a run down of all the variants, you were born a girl, your father got incredibly lucky with the stock market and your family has moved to california. Don’t bother thinking much about the original owner of this body, or your old body for that matter, they’re already dead.” 

Ben suddenly let out a gasp, hands roving over his incredibly feminine body, hands reaching up to feel the long cascade of soft brilliant hair, hands drifting across his breasts that pushed out of a cheerleader's outfit. 

“How the..what the…” 

“You’re also enrolled in the local college...I’ll trust you to work out the rest on your own as the memories come in more clearly.” 

“Who do I even call you?!” Ben’s head was spinning as they tried to catch up with everything that was happening. 

The man blinked for all of a second, if Ben had been more perceptive he’d have called it as the fishing for a good lie that it was “Laufeyson works lovely, though I’m afraid you might not ever see me again as I’ve already done enough today. Good luck Olivia” 

The man turned around walking through a strange orange doorway that had appeared out of nowhere 

“Olivia?!” Ben suddenly gasped as his head throbbed, the memories flashing...That was his name.  Her name ? 

Ben shook his head and sat there walking his way through everything. He’d come home from a terrible work shift. A man was in his house, who told him he was going to die, and then swapped him into the body of- he turned to look at himself in the vanity mirror that sat on top of a desk. The body of someone he’d be absolutely masturbating to the thought of if it weren’t his body.  

“Olivia Grimm! Breakfast is ready” 

And her mom sounded a lot more cheerful than normal...it was morning now. She was so hungry, she quickly wolfed down the pancakes and eggs that she had been served, soon giving her mom a hug and her dad a kiss on the cheek heading out the door to university. 

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The first of the morning had passed with no incident, easily recounting her memories as Olivia and making sure his mannerisms were just right no one had suspected that Ben hadn’t been her for his whole life..which he supposed was in fact true.  Ben now walked along town to the college campus. 

He blushed furiously as he looked through his phone, it was not only full to the brim with phone numbers of everyone from high school, but wilder still his phone was full of selfies of olivia in all manner of sexual exposure, and it would seem Olivia had been incredibly sexually open as his phone was rampant with dick pics and images of fellow cheerleaders and other lovelies across town. 

And Ben felt the tingles of arousal for the first time since getting there, her pussy heating up.  

“What have I gotten into?” He tried to keep a lid on all the feelings he was feeling before he rushed off to his first classes.

His classes zoomed by, Ben delighted in how he was seemingly smarter in this world, though he noted less interest in the things he’d liked being in his old timeline; it was wild that he was attending university in the first place. Olivia seemed to be angling for a medical license which would never have been anything ben would have tried for. . 

Every memory and new experience made Ben feel off in a way, though he wouldn’t know it was just his mind getting more and more into the role of the person he now was. 

Eventually Ben found himself walking along the campus park, looking at his phone before suddenly being yanked by the arm and pulled into a kiss by a larger person, his mind racing along with his heart as the very masculine presence pulled around his middle, the kiss deepenind as she went slack before pulling back.

“Hey babe” The guy that Olivia’s memory now helpfully told ben was Max Dillon, his..her..boyfriend. 

Holy shit he had a boyfriend in this universe. “Hey Max.” The response came out more naturally than expected as she looked up to him with a lovestruck smile. 

Fuck. A boyfriend and a couple dozen side pieces. Ben got dizzy at the thought, feeling himself push against Max for another kiss, but then away trying to focus, not sure what was getting into him..but Olivia knew what she wanted to get into.  Ben kepty floundering between trying to hold back and not caring about keeping a lid on the hot wild feelings he’d had in the time since being put in Olivia’s body. 

Max’s hand squeezed her ass, before squeezing her hip and pulling her close as she could feel the outline of his dick squeezing against her. 

“Lets go somewhere private” Max suggested. 

“I mean..I don’t know..” she shuddered but suddenly let out a moan as she felt the bulge in Max’s pants hit her in a spot that rocketed a joly of pleasure directly to her nipples. “Holy shit!” 

Plumbing her memories Olivia took him by the hand, tugging Max along to the chemistry building, tugging him into a closet somewhere, a quick click as they locked themselves in with no one to interrupt.

Ben was worrying things were escalating to fast but ‘i just need his dick right now’ a slutty needy voice in his mind echoed the desires of his body. ‘Just a blowjob to hold me over. To take the edge off’

Ben’s heart beat incredibly fast, a sense of terror at what might happen to him when he saw the fully loaded monster in Max’s pants. More so, she also felt anticipation it’s been a week since we did it. The voice of Olivia moaned in his mind with longing. 

Ben had never sucked cock in his whole life, but Olivia? She’d sucked cock multiple times, and the memories helped course correct for any skill Ben had been lacking. 

Glug glug, fuck i needed this’ Ben heard himself say, voice thick with lust. Every stroke and smack of her lips along Max’s length feeling like static jolts being shot down directly into her pussy

She stroked and pushed her hands into his balls, squeezing slowly as she took it deep into her throat, years of practice in flowing freely into ben’s mind while she cooed, bobbing slowly as she felt Max dig his hand into his hair, loving the firm but gentle approach he took with how he treated her. 

She looked up at him and smiled, stroking his cock as it pulsed “Give me something for lunch baby~” she giggled, giving her shoulders a wiggle as she felt her bared tits bounce. 

“How bout I give you the full course” he let out a growl, and pulled her to her feet, one leg being hoisted up over his shoulder as she let out a gasp 

“oh yessss!” she moaned out as she felt her pussy fill and stretch with the electric feeling of Max’s cock cock, zero resistance thanks to how aroused the whole day had made her, let alone all the foreplay of working him up to get ready for this exact action. 

Somewhere in Bens head he yelled at his head ‘this wasn’t part of the deal i just...needed a quick.....oh fuck i need more of this” Olivia groaned heavily 

Max  kissed her, pounding deep inside her as she groaned happily, Olivia’s memories and personality washing over Ben with the force of a tsunami. Ben held zero resistance as she came, the embrace washing away any masculinity in her mind like drawings in the sand during high tide.

Olivia kissed and sucked on Max’s tongue, smiling wide as they continued to fuck for a long while in the closet. 

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The next several days went by uneventfully before eventually Olivia..Ben had heard about the rumors that had been floating around campus at that point. That transparent bitch Susan Storm had spread a disgusting little rumor that she’d banged her way to the grades she’d gotten. 

Ben was never smart, and would have had to bribe people into good grades. Olivia...well Olivia was cunning, and wouldn’t stand for such bullshit being said about her. She did get around. But that didn’t mean the grades weren’t earned. 

Olivia’s evil plan built itself relatively quickly. And eventually she found herself in the chem labs once more. This time, with purpose. 

Reed and Johnny were Susans boyfriend and brother respectively, Reed was tutoring Johnny who was..well he was better at sports than he was his actual curricular activities, but he made up for it by being hot as hell.   She was intent to twist them around her fingers, she had many lovers, but she’d make them her go-to’s now purely to spite that cunt Susan. 

“Oh boys” She smiled walking forward, a short skirt and tight blouse that did little to hold in her cleavage was what she’d chosen to wear underneath her lab coat, she’d sprayed herself heavily with perfume that she’d made herself, something that would get both boys heated under the collar.

    The moment they laid their eyes on her they went stiff in their seats , and she leaned forward across the chemistry table looking up at both of them as the way she bent forward made her cleavage more deeply prominent. “I was thinking I might need some help with some...long equations, if you wouldn’t mind..” 

Very quickly things progressed, her special perfume pulling them in, Reed’s fantastic cock growing in her hand as she bent her neck around to kiss johnny who was grinding into her ass. 

The two pulled her out of her coat and clothes, a slutty moan being gasped out as Olivia felt Johnny’s cock penetrate her ass, burning all the way in with need as Reed quickly pumped into her from the front, sandwiching her in. 

The ever loving blue eyed slut rocked her hips between the two of them, her tits bouncing as Olivia luxuriated in all the pleasure she’d been gifted with this second chance. 

    If she ever saw Laufeyson again, she’d surely have to thank him in the best way she could. But first...she had a fantastic threesome to finish. 

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    “And there you have it my friends!” The Loki still decked out in Time Variance Authority uniform spoke to a small congregation of his peers, 5 other Loki variants whom sat amongst the table “I think I’ve won the contest this month” he said pointing to the timeline that appeared on the digital read out on the projected screen having progressed past the redlne “A world without the Fantastic Four! I like to believe I’ve out done myself this time.” 

    “Oh please. I think I did better” Another Loki dressed fully in a santa suit scoffed “using magic to change the radiated spider to make spiderman an actual spider was brilliant!” 

    “And yet it was found and reset by the TVA within days of the nexus event triggering off.” The Loki to the santa-loki’s immediate left spoke, this one’s skin a deep green. 

    “On that matter...how long do you think the TVA will take to find this little ticking time bomb?” a teenaged boy Loki asked to the one standing before them all. 

    The TVA Loki spoke “my projection is...quite some time” he smiled smugly “Admittedly, I can’t be so sure how Olivia herself was never picked up on as a divergence from the original Ben Grimm, funny how those things worked out.” 

    “You do realise how long it took them to find me?” Sylvie interjected from a corner of the room, calling attention from the remaining Loki’s with in the room. The female Loki variant “Could be days...could be years...but...I suspect they’ll find Olivia eventually.” 

    “Of course...that doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy the mischief and chaos this will cause in the long run. Maybe we’ll get as far as the rocket taking off…”

    “Assuming they pursue that part of the timeline” Santa-Loki interjected. 

    TVA Loki spoke with great gusto “Of course! Thats the best part, we dont know!” 

    Sylvie grinned “we should celebrate then!” 

    And so they did, retreating to a bar in the path of a Hurricane Andrew. At least for the night. 

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An entry for another contest, this one being a bit more topical as the subject was "Variants" aka. "everyone is feeling giddy off of the new Loki series" 

I chose to run as far as I could go with this premise from a comic book tv series as you can tell.

It's also something with out pictures which might handicap things, but I couldn't figure out good pictures for the thing, so we're going with out.  

I hope you enjoyed it. 


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