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false bug sub, mentions arachnids which are obviously bug tops

puppy subs this puppy subs that; bug. I'm fucking scuttling. You're going to have to trap me under a cup. I am clinging to your walls and hissing. I'm demolishing your vulnerable sack of grains. I am spinning a web as we speak.

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tgtf mtf content where the subject grows a dick to have it immediately caged. is this anything?

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Man. I am one huge everlasting mess, I guess?? This is a semi-vent (I have a blog for the shit where I want to.. be unkind to myself but actively do not, yippee we stay clean in this house) but more of a little whiny complaint. I uh. I've been reading @/saphig-iawn 's work at the lots of urging from brooks, and hhh. goddamn. I don't wanna ping them because. *shrug* They have the lesbian flag in their bio, they're a decade my senior, etc. But holy shit their work. I have my issues with letting go? Brooks does good, but I still have the heavy presence around me even when I'm practically begging for it. Consequences of astral shit, which I once again cannot bring to any professional hypnodom's table (seriously brooks I get it but I don't want to pay for a thing, etc) It's not like I can't? It's that both in this house there is no space for it, and that in the end, I can't spend time clouded. I have to be ready to stand up and deal with things instantly. No matter what. Which.. Sucks. I know hypnosis is inheritly connected with tgtf, and for all I consider myself a Guy of a Thing, damn do I love any kind of tgtf.. but. Am dude. the one person i'm aware of handles dudes? but that could just be because they're literally paying her. Idk. Got the want, just not enough. Prob gonna go sink into brooks tonight

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when you find a friends oc hot thats literally it for you. they practically own your soul. youve entered a fail state in which they can put on a sockpuppet and do a silly voice and make you swoon like youve locked eyes with a gorgeous fortysomething dyke at the bar

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Hypnotists changing completely mundane and inconsequential things about you just for the sake of it being fun to mess with your head.

Like, yeah, your favorite color is purple now. your enjoyment of the board game Risk is abnormally high. You know that piece of media I like but wasn't your thing? you're hyperfixated on it now.

Perfect balance of hot and silly

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ok, ok, look. look me in the eyes.

Brooks having me dress up, then transforming me to have me dress up again and leaving me stuck was incredibly hot.

sure I could break the formlock but that's cheating

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oral fixation

fuckin look man. I don't care if my physical body chokes or comes close. It's nice. Fuck you. explode.

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hey, It's not my fault strange has tumblr open and refreshes regularly >.> -🌙

Got hacked. 10/10.

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nooooo? -🌙

Got hacked. 10/10.

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would do it agaiinnn? -🌙

Got hacked. 10/10.

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dimwitdog is a really good animator enough said

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Brooks the the only one i've seen come close to a “taming” and I think that's closer to bombarding you with embarassment. You don't even listen to anything they say 90% of the time

Bruh. Just. Bruh. @ this person I got in my dms trying to convince me to basically do detrans for their kink. I don't even know you bitch.

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kill them. tear their throats out.

Bruh. Just. Bruh. @ this person I got in my dms trying to convince me to basically do detrans for their kink. I don't even know you bitch.

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yeah I guess I would huh

Kissing you on the forehead

With teeth

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"i like your tattoos" theyd look better on your bedroom floor

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More than a little tired of being the protective one. Just wanna let myself switch out and give everything over for hours until I can't think.

that so wrong?

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Writing more TGTF stuff, this is setup as I am too tired to horny, read at your own peril because I really am a terrible writer. I did try to start with a nonbinary amab person in this one, but idfk.

Charlie considered themselves a pretty bog-standard weirdo. Their friends loudly disagreed, but Charlie knew better. They spent a lot of time on virus-ridden corners of the internet, paging through miles and miles of bs claims to find something real.

After all, Charlie had a fascination with the idea of skinsuits. They weren't sure if it was a disguise or imposter kink- Damn the creator of the Broome catalogue for making that a meme for the world's most well disguised fetish, but it didn't seem to fit them either. They didn’t want to be anyone but themselves, but well. There was a fascination in the idea of a female version you could just.. take off, like a shirt. They had tried to explain to a couple of people before, but it had been met with confusion. So, instead, Charlie scoured the internet for some kind of solution, magic or otherwise, that might appear before them.

It was a particularly late night when they stumbled on a defunct site from 2003. not even http protected. But at the top of the site was a banner: “If you're looking for our services, this site is down, but you can call or text at (tsf)-TgTf-TfTg. with nothing better to do.. Charlie picked up their burner they kept for bad ideas like this and called.

A groggy man's voice on the other end answered. “Hello..? Who is this? How did you get this number?” Charlie took a breath, feeling their nerves grow. If the number had changed.. it'd been over 20 years since the site had been touched, after all. “My name is Charlie. I found your website, I.. I would like to place an order, if you still do those.” There was a sharp intake of breath on the other end of the phone at the mention of the website, but once charlie finished speaking, chuckling came from the speaker. “You seem like a nice kid. How long have you been looking for transformation stuff?” Charlie rolled their eyes. “About 5 years, but you guys are the first ones that gave the.. shoot, what's the word I wanna use. Genre, that's good. The genre I wanted.” The voice over the speaker shifted- Not just in seriousness, but it somehow lost it's gruff edge, lilting upwards slightly. “You're not looking to try and possess someone, are you?” Charlie winced. That was the drawback a lot of fiction added to skinsuits. They had just hoped it wasn't applicable to real life, if it was even possible. “Uhm, No. I just wanted a afab version of, well.. Myself.” Charlie could practically hear the smile over the phone, the tone shifting once again to something Charlie couldn't explain. It was as if a choir was talking in perfect sync. “Good! Now, charlie.. You woke me up. I'm tired. I will call you back in let's say.. 5 hours? Be good and wait for me until then, won't you?” click.

Charlie sputtered at their burner. That was- Well. They did wake.. whatever it was up. Maybe a nap was in order for them, too.