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You could do a gym focused on grass & fairy types! After all grass types have vines and I imagine that would be useful. You could have a Wigglytuff, a Florges, and a Lilligant. Maybe one other grass type as well.
The new Pokemon announcements have me yearning. I remember so vividly playing Pokemon Red on my original Gameboy, spending most of the time hunting for a better light to shine on the screen (I am also acutely aware at the mention of my age making certain darlings a little weak~)
I've often wondered what kind of gym I would run. But I was a very different person back then.
Say, what sort of gym would I run, sweet darlings? What type would I main, what Pokemon would feature? What would my puzzle or challenge be? I think I might know that answer (and Sabrina should watch out lest she become a cute little dolly for me), but I would love to hear from you all
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It is not even wearing its key at the moment, however the mere existence of the key in its life seems to help. It is very grateful.
You visit me in my cottage, I offer you some tea:
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Sitting down at the table, the witch's guest accepts the cup of tea graciously, knowing full well what it would do to him. First, to sweeten the deal, he adds two cubes of sugar to the cup. It does prefer it's tea to be on the sweet side and it wants to enjoy the tea.
It is only after that it has finished stiring and placed the spoon gently on the saucer, that it takes its first sip of tea. To it, the flavor reminds it of roses, the stars and magic, gentle and calming all at once.
The process he was expecting began, finding its legs begin to stiffen and stop swinging back and forth. It is fine with this and holds the bottom of the cup with its other hand to prevent the cup from falling if it does not finish its tea in time.
It sips a second time, a smile on its face.
You visit me in my cottage, I offer you some tea:
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I was thinking of being a little heroic final fantasy sprite with my class being changed by you and having when I attack with my sword decided and the NPCs I talk to chosen for me.
But a tamagotchi would be interesting too. I could go on trips!
I've missed hearing from so many of you in a little while.
So, I would love to wake up to lovely messages again.
Would you all be a darling and leave a little message that tells me a spell you would love for me to cast on you~
I can't wait to see what you all come up with
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"Testosterone will make it harder for you to get wet."
...Someone apparently failed to inform my body of this because it gets actually wetter now because I am hornier more often and I've been on T for 10 years now.
It's almost as if no one's body will respond the same exact way to a treatment.
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A spell to turn me into a 16bit video game game character (maybe even 8bit!) that you play in a video game, maybe a JRPG? Idk I think that would be cool.
I've missed hearing from so many of you in a little while.
So, I would love to wake up to lovely messages again.
Would you all be a darling and leave a little message that tells me a spell you would love for me to cast on you~
I can't wait to see what you all come up with
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I could be snuggled and squished!
Once again, my reforging in the Iron Banner is upon me.
This will be my ninth gilding.
I need volunteers. Stress toys, plushies, dolls, pets.
Report to me, my darlings.
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Being trapped mentally there still lost in the world you've created where time has no meaning. My mind is stopped so I don't forget where I am I just feel the built up potiental. When you're in the room again I am so filled with ideas that I try to scribble them all down before you leave.
Weaving a little spell so that you can only move and function when I'm in the room. The moment I leave you feel yourself freeze in place, like a diorama, perfectly still. A little panic laces your heart, but it calms knowing I'll return. You can't help but feel an ache swell between your legs thinking about the other rooms of the house, and the scenes of frozen figures I leave behind in each one. Every room becoming a performance just for me.
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Ngh
Doing this to a writer doll could be torment as it tries to not lose what it wants to write next.
Weaving a little spell so that you can only move and function when I'm in the room. The moment I leave you feel yourself freeze in place, like a diorama, perfectly still. A little panic laces your heart, but it calms knowing I'll return. You can't help but feel an ache swell between your legs thinking about the other rooms of the house, and the scenes of frozen figures I leave behind in each one. Every room becoming a performance just for me.
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boys like it when you imprison them in the ornate birdcage that hangs in the centre of your lair
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This doll needs something like this. This one is not a wind-up doll however.
Leaving behind hypnotic reminders of the ways I've shaped you.
A little tag on your behind for plushies.
Panel lines for robots.
A key in your back for dolls.
The thrum of my control for drones.
A collar for pets.
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I would be so tiny and happy at fulfilling my purpose!
(As an aside, I wonder if you now have enough dolls, drones and pets to create an entire chess set.)
Usually turning someone into a toy of mine means making them so beautifully needy and pliable.
But tonight, I'm just feeling a little silly so I'm turning you into a Toy. The question now is, what toy do I turn you into?
Do I turn you into a jester-in-the-box? Hands trapped in clumsy white gloves, a perma-grin painted on your silly face, just idly bouncing in your chair on a spring.
Or perhaps a model kit? Simplify you into sprues and delicately clip and sand each piece before pushfitting them together. Getting accessory sprues to give you any look I want.
But then a little stress toy could be fun too. So fun to squish and squash. Putting all of you in my palm and closing it around you, feeling my warmth radiate through your form.
Oh I know. I reduce you even further. Make you barely recognisable. Reduced to a simple fidget toy, turning your sensitive areas into flickable analogue sticks and clicky buttons.
Would I even want to give you that many purposes? What if I boiled you down to one simple trick, and shaped you into a vaguely humanoid looking groan tube, but each turn of your inanimate form lets out a moan that comes deep from within your core as your sole and simple purpose is fulfilled in its entirely.
So many choices...
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Miss, being a model kit sounds very appealing but I also wonder what you would do with me if I was made simpler.
Usually turning someone into a toy of mine means making them so beautifully needy and pliable.
But tonight, I'm just feeling a little silly so I'm turning you into a Toy. The question now is, what toy do I turn you into?
Do I turn you into a jester-in-the-box? Hands trapped in clumsy white gloves, a perma-grin painted on your silly face, just idly bouncing in your chair on a spring.
Or perhaps a model kit? Simplify you into sprues and delicately clip and sand each piece before pushfitting them together. Getting accessory sprues to give you any look I want.
But then a little stress toy could be fun too. So fun to squish and squash. Putting all of you in my palm and closing it around you, feeling my warmth radiate through your form.
Oh I know. I reduce you even further. Make you barely recognisable. Reduced to a simple fidget toy, turning your sensitive areas into flickable analogue sticks and clicky buttons.
Would I even want to give you that many purposes? What if I boiled you down to one simple trick, and shaped you into a vaguely humanoid looking groan tube, but each turn of your inanimate form lets out a moan that comes deep from within your core as your sole and simple purpose is fulfilled in its entirely.
So many choices...
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Oh my, I would probably need a herding dog just to round them all up. Some of them are very easily distracted even if they come running at first just to go out with you!
Going out an errands but leaving later than expected because it took me too long to decide which of my darling toys to bring with me in my pocket
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I would be happy to help you, Miss! What do you need me to do?
Going out an errands but leaving later than expected because it took me too long to decide which of my darling toys to bring with me in my pocket
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You can always enchant your toys and dolls into keychains and phone charms.
Going out an errands but leaving later than expected because it took me too long to decide which of my darling toys to bring with me in my pocket
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*hides blushing face in hands, uncertain of what to say*
I'll Let You Choose
You stumble into my little abode, and you can feel the magic in the room and from my voice. You blink and you find yourself sitting in a comfortable armchair across from me, and I'm holding up a hand mirror to you. I ask a simple question:
"What form will it be, this time?"
If there's any variation on the above, I would love to know in the tags or your reblogs. After all, I can't be transforming you into a form you don't want now, can I?
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