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The Djinn’s Reward (Submission!)

Nightwing had seen a lot of weird things in her career as a supervigilante - aliens, monsters, mad scientists - but at the end of the day, she was a human being and she specialized in stopping human crimes. When the communicator on her wrist pinged a silent alarm at the Gotham Institute of Antiquities, Nightwing leapt into action expecting art thieves.

The break-in hadn’t been subtle. Sneaking in through the broken skylight, Nightwing found the Middle Eastern gallery being prowled by the villainous Baron Geld and his dimwitted minions. The gold-obsessed gangster normally targeted jewelry stores and auction houses, but Nightwing didn’t question what he would want here before ambushing Geld’s muscle. She effortlessly sapped one from behind with an escrima stick, then delivered a kick to the gut and a smack to the skull on the second. The last one got to raise his fist and take two steps forward before Nightwing effortlessly deflected his arm with one escrima stick and drove the but of her other between the thug’s eyes. That left Nightwing facing down Baron Geld himself - a unimpressive dandy dressed like the bad guy from an old Robin Hood movie. He grinned with an annoying amount of confidence, regardless.

“Ah, Nightwing, Bludhaven’s own lady of the night, you’ve grace we humble men with your presence.”

The boyish superheroine spun her escrima sticks, cocked her hips, and smirked at the costumed criminal. “Humble is one way to put it, Geld. You didn’t even bring enough men to make it a challenge.”

“Yes, good help can be so hard to find,” Baron Geld held up a simple glass bottle, taken from the museum display. With a flourish, he pulled out a stopper. “But I think I found a new henchman I can depend on!”

There was a bang and then a cloud of thick white smoke. Nightwing reached for her gas mask, when the smoke impossibly reversed course and seemingly congealed in the center of the room. Dixie stared in shock as the smoke resolved into a figure of a gigantic man.

“Ha ha ha, I’m finally free!” The djinn bellowed with joy. He grinned at Baron Geld. “As I swore centuries ago, I would shower the man who freed me with all the riches of the world. Gold, jewels, a harem of beauties… All of it will be yours, sir!”

“A harem? Great, a harem! Then her!” Baron Geld pointed at Nightwing with a smile of vicious triumph. “Make her my first harem girl!”

Dixie’s eyes went wide. She didn’t know what to do about a magical genie, but she wasn’t going down without a fight! Nightwing clenched her sticks and charged at Baron Geld, determined to grab the bottle. But the djinn snapped her fingers and Dixie fell flat on her face as her combat boots dissolved, along with her uniform and her weapons and her mask. Instead, Dixie now wore a golden belly dancers outfit.

“Are you sure you want her, sir?” The djinn laughed down at Dixie. “She’s a fine specimen of a warrior, but for a concubine-?”

“If you can make improvements, I wouldn’t complain.”

“Wait-” Dixie tried to beg, but the djinn clapped his hands twice and Dixie’s body convulsed with vulgar heat. She starred in helpless confusion as her muscle melted away to give her a slender physique, while her breasts swelled into round globes. Dixie bit her plumping lips as her hair inched down her neck and back. It felt amazing. It felt like an orgasmic full-body massage as a tan spread over her and make-up blossomed on her face.

“Mmmmm, what have you done to me?” Dixie moaned sensually. She didn’t sound like herself. She didn’t fell like herself. It was like struggling to stay awake, stronger than any drug Dixie had experienced.

“Shall she have a new name, sir?”

“Hmmm… Aurora.” Geld licked his lips and stared into her eyes. A chill passed up Dixie’s spine, barely noticeable under the sexual heat. “The first of Baron Geld’s new treasures.”

“Very good, sir.” The djinn clapped his hands again. “Rise, Aurora, and serve your master.”

Dixie blinked and Aurora opened her eyes, feeling her self-righteousness and fear fall away. Hunger and pride took their place. She was Aurora, who lived to please her master, the Baron Geld, as one of his golden treasures.

(Thank you @parasex-jamboree​ for the very hot submission!)

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Dixie's Character Sheet (V2 Part 9 Finale)

(Continue from here with this sheet!)

Being a politician was important, but that was for smarter people. It was for men to make big decisions like that. Dix had done her part to make Zod's empire perfect, and now it was more important for her to be an example for other tradwives in the empire!

Zod made sure to make her ready for her new job with perfect blonde hair and lips so big, she looked like a fucktoy. He reminded her that she was and she giggled.

She was given a steel collar and shackles and placed in a transparent stockade in her old hometown of Bludhaven. The world had to see what she was and how she was just Zod's property to be used. She was pretty sure she had a different name once, but that memory was fuzzy. She didn't need another name; she was Holes! And that was what mattered about her now.

It wasn't just Man's World; it was Zod's World. And she was Zod's favorite set of Holes. What more could a tradwife like her ask for?

GAME OVER!

Thank you for playing! Expect a reset to classic recipe Dixie soon!

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 9.

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Transformation Charm Game: Anonymous from the Comfort Zone Discord

An anonymous figure invokes the Fates! An unassuming, average figure, an electrician by trade, enters the temple. The air is alight with life and energy. Magic fills the air...

[Personality: Attention Whore]

..and fills your head, feeding a small, vain voice until it becomes a larger part of your thoughts. You don't want to be "unassuming." You want eyes on you. You realize the thought of people watching you, ogling you, is enough to make you wet.

You don't just like attention; you need it. You'll act shamelessly for it, and the more you get it, the hornier it will make you.

This temple suddenly feels too empty, though you can't help but feel the Fates watching you. It gives you goosebumps, but you want to be ogled by someone you can touch, so the Fates whip up the magic of the room again...

[Style: Midriff]

And small magical motes like candle flames dance around your stomach. You feel a burning sensation; not like pain, but the aftereffects of an intense workout. In a matter of seconds, pounds shed away from your midsection. Your stomach, once pronounced, is now smooth and almost flat, with perhaps a slight padding of baby fat. Likewise, waist and love handles melt down to leave you with a more hourglass shape.

You also feel a little annoying itch that is only remedied when the flames singe away the bottom half of your shirt, leaving you in a croptop that cuts off just below your breasts.

You can feel it; you can't wear shirts that cover your stomach. They're uncomfortable, and they also aren't going to net you nearly as much attention as midriff bearing tops that'll show off some skin. When you return home, your closet will reflect your new style commitment to bare belly.

Things are going well so far! The magic swirls around the room once more…

[Read Your Lips; 4]

...and you feel a tingle in your lips as the magic motes plant a warm kiss on them. The dice of fate are rolled, as your lips plump up, filling with natural collagen, going from slight to pronounced and before you realize it, they're overstuffed! Your pouty pillows have become full on DSLs.

You'll need to adjust to your lips, so expect to lisp for a week or two. On the bright sid, your mouth is as needy for attention as you are, and you just know you're going to need to find it plenty of intimate body parts to slobber all over.

The magic swirls again, still not quite done with you…

[Dumb Blonde]

…and you feel a buzz radiating out from your head and to the ends of your hair. Your brown hair pales to a golden blonde, filling out into long, luxurious locks.

The change isn't just superficial. Your mind pops and empties to better fit your stereotype as a vapid, dumb blonde. Your somewhat impressive intellect drops until you're mind is below average, losing plenty of high level schooling. Even the way you speak and act will come across as spacey and ditzy.

And who doesn't love a dumb blonde? You can practically feel that attention!

But there's a little magic left in the air. It flares to life one last time…

[Tit-for-Tit; 5]

..and finishes things with a classic, the magic nurturing your chest as the dice of fate are rolled, as

your breasts swell, growing and growing, hanging heavier and heavier on your chest. The tingling sensation of growth makes you shudder as the fatty cells expand until the warmth finally subsides.

Your boobs aren't just big; they're huge. They're as big as your head. Your tops are already skimpy with the midriff-exposing, so with honkers like these, people are going to stare wherever you go.

And that thought makes you so wet.

The magic finally subsides, content with replacing a nerdy, average brunette with an airheaded blonde with more tits than sense and a kink for attention.

You probably don't have the skills left to continue as an electrician, but that's such a boring profession anyway. You have to run off to set up your Insta and start your OnlyFans. You need to know that men and women around the world are lusting after your body at all hours of the day.

Go forth, and enjoy your life as the slutty center of attention!

End.

Finally back with a Transformation Charm Game! I have a whole queue of people still looking to have their turn at the mercy of the Fates, so we'll see how far I get.

In the meantime, you should totally join my Discord Server (and ask for Naughty List access) to see read along when these happen live!

Also, tips and server boosts are always very welcome! Love you, bye! <3

[chelledolly]

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unless, u don't think we'll make it that far???

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