transformation

The Blow-Up Princess

"Oh, thank you! What a gentle gesture of you, my gratitude, young boy!"

Xena, the warrior princess, kindly said to the young boy in front of her, and caressed his hairy head like a pet, before he run back to his friends, laughing as him and other boys were pointing at her and Gabrielle, the two strangers who happened to walk from within this crowded village, making a shortcut for rest and supplies before heading off to one more of their infamous adventures...

The Blow-Up Princess
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Average: 3.1 (8 votes)

Metamorphosis 5

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As Shannon nervously stood before her, clad in a bathrobe, Margaret didn't know what to think.  True, she had been acting strange recently, but it wasn't anything too out of the ordinary.  On the contrary; considering how much her mood had improved and how often she was going out, Margaret could only assume that she had acquired one hell of a social life.  Inviting her into her room like this, though, was simply awkward. "Shannon, what's going on?"

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Average: 3.8 (5 votes)

Metamorphosis 4

Shannon took a bite of her granola bar as she flipped through the textbook, trying to focus.  Her roommate Margaret had left to eat dinner at the cafeteria, an invitation that Shannon declined.  She wasn't trying to be rude, it was just that, over the past week or so she had been feeling less and less hungry, with the feeling stopping altogether about two or three days ago.  Aside from that she felt perfectly fine - great, even - and in light of everything else that happened to her it barely even registered.

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Average: 3.9 (7 votes)

Metamorphosis 3

Writing the "incident" off as just a dream - Shannon found it to be a better term for what happened than "transformation and indulgence in deviant yet absurdly satisfying sexual desires" - proved to be an immediate impossibility; Caitlin was positively glowing the next time she saw her.  Fortunately her transformation had been thorough enough that she didn't recognize her as being the one who visited her that night.  Either that or she was being discrete in public.

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Average: 4.4 (13 votes)

Metamorphosis 2

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The alarm clock went off with a sound between a buzz and a beep, though considering how soundly Shannon had been sleeping it may as well been something between a record scratch and a screaming toddler.  She slapped the button, groaning as she sat up and rubbed her eyes before climbing out of bed, throwing on her robe and heading into the kitchen.

For her part Margaret was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee, reading the newspaper. "Morning, Shannon.  Sleep well?"

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Average: 4.5 (10 votes)

Balloon Transformation

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Balloon Transformation
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Average: 4.3 (19 votes)

Yet Another Photo-Shooting Trap

"A little bit to the left...there PERFECT! Now, stand still!"

He told you, as you both entered the old abandoned industry to find a few decent spots for the photoshoot you had in mind, as he pointed his camera at you, cunningly placing his foot on the old massive metal pressing cylinder, that was very close to where he instructed you to stand...

"You mean here? Like this?"

You told him back, as you stood there in your high heel pumps and elegant black mini dress, all dressed up like you were heading for a night out...

Yet Another Photo-Shooting Trap
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Average: 1.8 (4 votes)

Inflatodarts

"So, what's that new game you have in mind?" Betty told you with a smile, after entering your living room and taking off her skating shoes so as not to soil the carpet. The gaming day was on, and Betty showed up as usually, when you offered her a glass of coke for the welcoming... But this was no ordinary date, since you had a very special perverted plan for today and a very powerful weapon to make it unfold, lots of them actually...

Before Betty had the chance to finish her drink, you pulled out of your pocket 4 strange black darts, and threw them to her with great force...

Inflatodarts
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Average: 2.8 (6 votes)

A New Bed

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Average: 1.8 (4 votes)

Armchaired

"What is happening to me?!?"

Joyce yelled in horror, as her whole body felt stiff and her sides stuck on to it and started becoming plumper and rectangular...

"Oh nothing serious, hope you enjoyed the juice i gave you cause you are soon to become a part of my living room..." you yelled back at Joyce, your grin obvious as you observed the start of her transformation with great enthusiasm.

Armchaired
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Average: 2.6 (9 votes)
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