"Game of Champions... and the cashier described it as D&D board game?" your girlfriend Anna asked knowing full well what the cashier probably meant. A tabletop game where there was a DM and a bunch of players. "Still for 4 bucks... even if the system flopped the miniatures alone should have made this cost maybe 10 bucks?" You nodded as the miniatures while generic seemed really well made. Even though they were probably plastic the clothes and armor looked like metal, leather, and cloth.
You asked "So want to give it a try?" Anna was a bit of a quite nerdy type. Small body, wears glasses that seem to hide her face, and her clothes tend to conceal what little figure she has. But she was very nice, and when she feels comfortable she can really come out. "There seems to be a one-shot module for beginners in here..."
Anna sighed and said "I guess we can try? Although I guess this'll probably end up being mostly reading the book since none of us know the real rules."
"Well... Wanna make a character?"
Anna nodded and said "Let's go over that character creation section..." After half an hour or so of mostly skimming through a few options Anna decided to go and create her character Baron of Grace! Champion of his followers, and trained to fight with finesse and honor! Also he's a level 1 fighter with a longsword, shield, and chain mail armor... But he can pose heroically! Anna smirked at the flavor, but as a one-shot character and testing out game mechanics a fighter should be good enough to not make things too complicated.
You opened up the book and said "Alright then... This module is called "The Thief in the City" and shouldn't take too long. To be a Champion!"
Anna asked "What was that?"
"Book says to yell that when you start a game."
"Well then... "To be a Champion!" and then everything went dark for you and Anna for a second.
When your vision reappeared you were looking down into a tavern and could smell the food being served, hear some random chatter, and see a bunch of people going about their day. There was also a rather confused looking fighter wearing chain mail who looked rather out of place among the peasants. Not because he had weapons and armor on. While rare Baron of Grace looked like his features should be on some greek statue. What concerned you was that you didn't seem to have an actual body.
Baron of Grace looked down at his physique and blushed a bit as he put his hand in his lap and seemed to withdraw in himself "...I'm Baron of Grace? Lucas are you here?!?" You looked around and all the other patrons and servers didn't seem to notice the outburst.
You didn't have a mouth, but you were somehow able to say "I'm here."
Baron of Grace looked up to the ceiling and said "...Well... I guess your the DM so... I guess it makes sense that your a god here."
"And your... Baron of Grace... Shall we get this over with?" Baron of Grace nodded and you said "Well... your in this tavern... You can see everything, and then your waitress comes up to you..." You recite the knowledge of the module just flowing into your mind and then you found yourself in the body of a busty waitress... rather busty as you look down at your chest that jutting out of the skimpy outfit. While surprised being in this body you didn't find yourself lusting after yourself... It was your body after all, the one you've lived in your whole... You realized that at least for now you've really become the waitress.
You heard Baron of Grace chuckle and say "Something off mam?"
You said "Hello sir, welcome to our Inn. Is there anything I can get for you?" which in your mind set a trigger to occur where a thief would come and steal Grace's wallet. Said thief did come and steal the wallet and then you could feel dice rolling. It was Grace making an perception check and it was a 0. Nat 1 plus a -1 modifier will do that and Grace didn't notice a thing. Or rather Grace noticed two things a little too much.
You were about to tell Grace about the thief when the handsome fighter smirked and playing in character flirted "How about a room with a sturdy bed, and you?" That wasn't a very good pickup line, but you felt the dice rolling. a 15 with a +25 modifier thanks to that joke of a 100 charisma modifier you let Baron of Grace have. The 40 charisma hit you like a truck as you blushed, your nipples hardened, and you felt your panties start soaking in your juices. Without thinking about it you leaped onto Grace who effortlessly held you as you started making out with him. He then took you up to a room in the inn and the bed was indeed sturdy. Having your crotch's insides stirred by him was exhilarating, but you were able to think for a bit and exit the moaning wench's body. No longer at the whim of a PC's broken joke stat, and having the power to literally do anything you think for a bit as you decide to...