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The border of Anon's gender was manipulated further, as his hair grew out longer. Interestingly, it also began to change color, turning a deep black. As the hair on his head grew, the hair on his arms, legs, everywhere but his nether region fell off. The sensitive skin Anon chalked up to the night air. Though Anon couldn't see it, his face also begn to reshape itself. However, it did not grow just into a female shape. For Anon would need to belong to Gensokyo proper, and this would require more extensive changes. His face took on a more Eastern aesthetic, as his lips plumped up and eyes changed shape. Even his skin changed hue so slightly, from pale white to a more almond tone. Whatever DNA was given to Anon by his parents showing his European ancestors was irreversibly changed. No one would ever look at Anon again and think of him as anything but Japanese. What were his parent's names again? He could remember their faces, but finer details... They were growing blurry.

Anon had been ignorant of his changes thanks to his own panic, but when two breasts surged forth on his chest, he stumbled and tripped to the ground. His panic abated itself, as he instead took a more profound horror in the situation. He groped his tits with his hands, looking down at his body and noticing how the clothes which one fit him perfectly were loose on his increasingly shrinking frame. His new breasts weren't particularly large, but they weren't small either. They were perfectly adequate breasts for a Japanese woman like him. Or her now, as the final touches began. Anon's once-narrow hips widened, causing her pain as she gritted her teeth. These hips would be able to bear children comfortably, but to do so there would need to be a final touch. Th last trace of Anon's masculinity, her penis, retreated inward. Her testicles shrank and all that was left beneath her now-black pubic hair was a slit that would be able to push out children and take in penis.

Anon's hands groped her body, as she realized her transformation was over. At least, the transformation of her body. Anon was realizing that Yukari seemed to have changed her mind too. She couldn't remember much of her old life, outside of the fact she had one. She knew she was from the West, but could only name things like McDonalds and Eagles from it. She knew was a man, but her old name alluded her. What magic she used to arrive in Gensokyo was completely gone. Years of school study of math and science wiped. She knew she could speak English, but not a single English word came to her. Yukari left her with just enough memories of her past, but not enough to do anything about her new situation. For all intents and purposes, Anon was now nothing more than a Japanese village girl, largely unremarkable in every way.

"Ma'am, are you OK?" Anon looked up. A human guard wielding a spear looked down at her. "It's not safe for any human to be outside of the village walls at night. You don't know what youkai could be out there, how they could hurt you. Get back inside the village." Anon tried to argue she wasn't supposed to be here, but the guard had none of it.

Anon would rarely ever leave the village walls from that point onwards. She was nothing more than a village girl after all, why would she? She couldn't fight, she couldn't use danmaku, she wasn't particularly smart. Because of this, she hardly got to meet any of the Touhou characters she had hoped to when she arrived in Gensokyo. After all, what could Anon offer to any of them? The best Anon could hope for was reading the Bunbunmaru and living in her own fantasies inside this fantasy land.

Anon used to be a bright and clever person, using magic and science to find Gensokyo and breaking in to live out his dreams. But now, all that's there is a mundane Japanese village girl, who will eventually marry a mundane Japanese village man, and have a mundane Japanese family as is her duty in this land of magic and mystery called Gensokyo. The fate of which is likely to befall any who enter Gensokyo without the permission of its mistress.