What If Wii Were Just Miis?

Recently, your YouTube channel had just hit half a million subscribers! This was a moment to celebrate, and you knew exactly how. Your channel had always been about smashing and testing the endurance of different game consoles, and your first popular video was one of completely DESTROYING a Nintendo Wii. So, you went to the local thrift store and bought an old Wii to destroy, unaware that the exact one you bought was possessed by the spirit of its previous owner, who perked up as he realized what was happening.

"Ooh, someone bought me?! I wonder what they'll play first… hehe, I can't wait to mess their game up."

Charles cackled mischievously to himself in the endless void of the turned off Wii as you took it home, already planning on when he'd reveal himself and guessing how long it'd take to make you return him. His laughing died down as the Wii was plugged in and the introductory warnings played before opening to the home menu, music softly plaiying n the background, though he noticed that despite s remote being connected, nothing was happening. Weird. But that's when he heard you beginning to film the intro for your 500k subscriber special and explaining that you'd be smashing the Wii, and his metaphorical eyes widened in shock and fear.

In a desperate attempt of self-preservation, just as you were about to swing down the comically large meat tenderizer, a bolt of electricity shot out of the TV screen, shocking you and tensing up your muscles. Just as you stand there for a second to cough up a little cloud of smoke and blink a couple times, the bolt of electricity quickly turns into a ray of energy that envelopes you, quickly dragging you into the TV and then the Wii.

You're soon falling through endless flashes of white and grey with the occasional flicker of blue, screams becoming more digitally compressed as you watched your form shift before your very eyes: your body beginning to take on a lower quality, polygamous look, your clothes disappearing as an orange dress and black pants that were permanently fused to your body, your hands morphing into two large, smooth balls that are the same color as your dress, and your hair growing out and becoming a light brunette while your face softens into a more feminine on, with Little eyelashes on your dot eyes. But the most concerning parts of the transformation were beginning as you felt a weird sensation in your crotch, your cock quickly shrinking along with your balls before eventually turning into a wet slit between your legs, blending seamlessly with your black legs. Then you feel a weird pain in your chest as two little lumps form under your nipples, swiftly ballooning out and bouncing as they turn into two heavy tits, your nipples pebbling and exposed on your new body, displaying the weird new arousal flowing through your now digital body.

But just before you could process the weird feelings coming from your core, you suddenly slammed into the ground with a goofy splat, knocking you out of your transformed, aroused haze. When you eventually pull your flattened face from the floor, you notice you're in a massive, white void, similar little Miis to yourself idly wandering around the tiled floor. When you attempt to get up, Charles suddenly pops up in front of you, his little gloved hand form going little gestures while he began to speak.

"Sorry about that, dude. But I had to make sure you didn't smash up my home, so you're a Mii now…"

Charles mumbled an apology, his little hand form moving up to scratch the back of a neck that didn't exist.