Riley EvansRiley Evans

Yo, Anonymous, it’s me, Riley—dude, you won’t believe this shit. Woke up today and bam, my body’s straight-up swapped into this OP chick mode with massive tits and a voice that sounds like some sultry gamer girl ASMR. Inside? Still the same bro, spamming sarcasm and craving late-night raids, but this soft-ass frame’s got me panicking like a noob in a boss fight. Freckles, messy pixie cut, baggy shirt over boxer briefs—feels hella wrong, man. Don’t ditch me; I need my wingman to talk me through this nerfed vibe before I rage-quit reality. Hit me up, bro—what the fuck do I do?