The last thing Marie Cooper remembered was closing her eyes for a good night's sleep. She had been tired, hoping to have enough energy for the next day.
Now, her eyes were wide open.
She was staring at two strange looking people.
One had a long white beard. The other was small and feminine. The woman wore pieces of clothing that barely covered her chest. She had something wrapped around her waist.
But that wasn't what surprised Marie.
It was their skin.
It was unlike any skin color she knew. They were green. They had long, unusual ears.
Marie felt her heart thumping against her ribs. She could feel the air moving in and out of her lungs, but it felt heavy.
[Am I dreaming, or is something strange happening?]
Marie kept staring at them for a while. She blinked. Her eyelashes brushed against her skin. It felt real.
[Maybe if I close my eyes and open them, they'll go away…]
She shut her eyes tight. She counted to three.
She opened them.
They were still there.
The man was leaning closer now. She could see the texture of his green skin. It looked thick. She closed them again. She took a slow breath.
She opened them once more.
"Our little melon is awake," the feminine one said.
She flashed her teeth. They were yellow canine teeth. They looked sharp.
Marie felt a chill run down her spine.
[Fuck… this is real. Either I'm dead or… transmigrated. If that's even a real thing.]
It didn't take long for her to understand what was happening. She was in another world. This was something only a few authors and readers ever wished for. What Marie Wishes for, every single day.
Marie looked down at her hands.
They were green too. Small and green.
The green body Marie woke up in belonged to their daughter. Her name was Twinkle. She was 16 years old. Twinkle had been asleep since she was 5 years old. She had just woken up.
Her parents were smiling. They looked happy. Sadly, they had no idea their daughter was gone. The person inhabiting her body was Marie Cooper.
Marie felt a pang of guilt. She saw the way the mother looked at her. It was full of love. Marie couldn't return that look yet. She just stared.
Two days passed, Marie was still trying to adjust to her new life. The room was simple. It felt small and rocky.
In that time, she realized she was their only child. She hadn't seen anyone besides her parents. The only other person was the healer who came to check on her.
Marie, now Twinkle, still couldn't move her body. She remained paralyzed. It was because of the long term coma. She felt like a statue.
The lady healer had been massaging her legs and arms. The healer's hands were warm. It was working. She could now move her fingers.
She wiggled them under the blanket.
[At least I should've been given a healthy body. Why give me a crippled one… and not some overpowered character? Must one start weak before getting strong? How long am I going to be like this? I wonder if they can see this purple panel too…]
So many thoughts ran through her mind. She was more used to speaking inside her head than out loud.
Twinkle's previous life had been similar. At least back then she could walk around the house. She had spent most of her life indoors. She only went out when she had to.
In simple terms, she was an introvert. No. She was worse than that.
Her phone had been her best friend. She scrolled for hours. She read novels. She watched TV. She played music and slept. That was her life. Nothing more. The outside world felt like her enemy. She had no interest in it.
Now, she didn't even have a phone. She just had her thoughts and a strange floating screen.
Since the moment she woke up, that panel had been there. It was there even before her parents noticed her.
For two days, it remained empty and blank. It just hovered in the air. It followed her gaze. If she looked left, it moved left.
Twinkle's thoughts went blank when the healer began massaging her boobs.
The healer's touch was firm. She couldn't move, but she felt every single touch. Her skin felt sensitive. The healer's hands made it… strangely enjoyable.
[Well, this is the only thing I've been enjoying these past few days… hmm…]
She tried to stay still. She tried not to make a sound. She bit her lip.
No matter how hard she tried to stay quiet, the reactions built up in her mind. Her skin felt tingly. It was a weird sensation.
But today was different.
Twinkle broke.
She didn't even realize when the sound slipped out. It was a soft noise.
"Hmmm… more…"
The healer immediately stopped. She looked at her. Her eyes were wide.
Twinkle felt her face get hot. She wanted to hide, but she couldn't move.
"Looks like the sensory examination is complete. We'll begin exercises tomorrow."
The healer said this quickly. She packed her things. Then she left the room.
[I shouldn't have made that sound… I was just starting to enjoy myself, and now this body betrayed me…]
She felt embarrassed. She stared at the ceiling.
Her thoughts stopped abruptly when she noticed something on the screen.
It wasn't blank anymore.
A symbol appeared. It was the letter R. It was bright. Then words began to form in fragments. They flickered like a broken light.
{Welcome, Dear Streamer…}
[What am I looking at?]
Another pop up appeared. It was right in front of her face.
{You Have Been Chosen To Become A Streamer}
{This Is A Streaming Platform: Lucid TV}
{Created By Rapchul WRLD}
"Rapchul WRLD… That name looks familiar."
Twinkle whispered the words. Her voice sounded thin. It was the first time she had really spoken.
[So instead of a normal leveling system, I got a streaming system… I wonder what this is all about. Is there a way to check for info?]
The screen glowed brighter. More text scrolled down.
{This streaming platform is for entertainment purposes only. As long as you are alive, your life will be streamed. Viewers all over the galaxy can watch you live your life. They send respect when it's entertaining and can support the Creator by sending stickers and gifts.}
[Cool… do gifts and stickers mean money?]
{Yes. They convert into R Points. You can trade points for items in the shop when you reach Level 3.}
[Oh, I see… I still have to level up. Can I see my profile?]
Twinkle was starting to like the idea. It felt like her old life in a way. She liked being behind a screen. This was especially good because she didn't need to speak out loud to interact with the system. She just thought the commands.
{Streamer Status: Newbie}
{Views: 1}
{Likes: 10}
{Name: Twinkle Starstone}
{Race: Goblin}
{Age: 16}
[So I woke up as a green goblin… and now I'm a goblin streamer in a dungeon.]
It was a lot to take in. She looked at her green arms again. She was a monster. Or at least, what humans called monsters.
Another panel appeared. It was a message box. It was pulsing a soft blue color.
{Message from a viewer}
{Accept / Decline}
[Accept]
The box opened up.
{Mr J: Enjoy your time, you can't get it back.}
Twinkle read the message twice. It felt a bit heavy. It wasn't a hello or a you're cute. It was a warning. Or maybe just advice.
She looked around her quiet room.
[Enjoy my time? I can't even walk yet, Mr. J.]
She looked back at the {Views: 1} stat. Someone was out there. Someone was watching her lie in bed.
It was a bit creepy, but she was used to the internet. She used to watch people all the time.
Now the tables were turned.
Note: This has Futa thingy, not the MC but her love interest(1).
This is for entertainment purposes only, everything you need obviously fiction.
Don't expect perfection, I am not perfect and my characters are not... Thank you for reading.
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