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[monstermaster13]

Stephanie Gets Juiced.

Betelgeuse (Beetlejuice) FTM TG

William was a natural practical joker and comedian, always pulling tricks and pranks on his older sibling Stephanie…he very much couldn’t stand how uptight Stephanie was and wished she could just chill and learn to have fun every once in a while, but Stephanie hated him for trying to get her to do such things, she hated his pranks, she hated his jokes, she never found his jokes to be funny in the slightest and she had a feeling that he was out to harm her.

Stephanie and William lived with their parents Timothy and Helena, and they were often visited by their relatives Edgar, Vincent, Peter, Edward, Kim, and Ichabod. Timothy and Helena were an eccentric couple that had all sorts of weird knick-knacks in their house, any movie prop that was from a movie they watched they owned a copy of and almost all over the house. One prop that Timothy was especially proud of was the sandworm from the movie ‘Beetlejuice’ which he kept near his night-stand and treated it like it was a family pet.

One night Stephanie got the fright of her life when William tricked her into picking up a magazine, basically William swapped out the contents of her usual fashion magazine with that of a gory Tales From The Crypt style comic and she didn’t like blood or gore, horror anything terrified her, she was a bit of a wuss like that. She screamed and shouted…���Mom! William swapped out my usual magazines for gory horror comics.’ ‘Oh you know he’s just being mischievous.’ ‘Mischievous? Mischievous? He put live maggots in my cereal yesterday morning, he put on undead makeup and pretended he was Donovan from Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade to scare me into thinking that’s what i’ll look like when i’m old, he stole some of dad’s hair clippings and stuck them on my hands and told me I was turning into a werewolf, need I go on?’

‘Your brother just likes to play pranks.’ ‘He has gone too far this time.’ William laughed as he saw his sister having a hissy fit…’You just need to chill, sis. Besides, it’s just good fun, you’re so easy to fool, such an easy patsy for my pranks.’ ‘One of these days William you are going to end up behind bars if you don’t stop being naughty.’ ‘Me? Behind bars? For doing pranks? Hardly, it’s not illegal to pull pranks and have fun. You’re such a Delia, you know that, right?’ ‘Mom, William is comparing me to Delia Deitz again!’

Stephanie hated being compared to Delia, she hated the fact she was compared to her despite the fact she was actually quite similar to her. ‘But it’s true, you totally are like her. You even dress like her and you have your own Otho.’ ‘If you are talking about Richard, he’s not my Otho.’ ‘Oh yes, he is, he is totally the Otho to your Delia.’

Her lackey/best friend who always followed her and also helped her with her ‘projects’, was named Richard, Richard was a man who very much resembled Otho himself, and had a similar fashion sense, he often acted like he was smarter than everyone else but he knew that he wasn’t. ‘I swear this family is so weird sometimes.’ ‘Weird? Whatever do you mean?’ ‘Well all the movie props for one thing, and dad treats a sandworm prop like it’s a pet. And well..I don’t think me and William are related.’ ‘How?’ ‘I feel like William belongs to another family and not this one.’

William couldn’t resist thinking of another brilliant prank to pull, as he saw there was a model city that Timothy had built and there was a model graveyard of sorts with a tombstone with the name ‘Betelgeuse’ on it and he turned to Stephanie and said…’Hey Steph, I dare you to read the name on this tombstone.’ ‘Oh no I am not falling for another one of your jokes.’ ‘It’s no joke, go on, give it a go.’ ‘Oh alright, but only if you promise to not pull any more pranks.’

“I promise.”

‘Very well then..Betelgeuse.’ ‘Say it again.’ ‘Betelgeuse.’ ‘Good, one more time please.’ ‘Betelgeuse!’ Stephanie let out a piercing scream as a spirit emerged from the model and began to float around her, teasing her, mocking her. ‘Hahaha! It’s showtime! Hello there, what do we have here?’ The spirit was definitely Betelgeuse himself, and he took delight in making fun of Stephanie and her outfits, which annoyed her, she lunged at him and attempted to attack him only for the ghost with the most to smirk at her.

“Oooh, this is going to be fun.”

‘I see you have met my sister.’ ‘That’s your sister?’ ‘Unfortunately, yes.’ The wisecracking specter laughed as he examined her, making wisecracks and jokes that Stephanie definitely did not find funny in the slightest. ‘The last time I saw an outfit with that much feathers on it I was in Las Vegas!’

Stephanie couldn’t take being made fun of by him and she attempted to get rid of him by trying to say his name again, only for him to make her go mute with his supernatural powers. ‘I gotta be honest here, I agree with your brother, you definitely have no chill.’ He quipped, as Stephanie’s body temperature began to freeze up and her skin slowly turned white and she found herself turning into a living snow-woman.

Betelgeuse couldn’t help but laugh, this was fun for him and he definitely loved Wlliam, a man after his own heart. He thought of something that would be even more fun, as he took on a transparent form and then dove into Stephanie’s mouth, and entered her body, possessing her in the process.

Her stomach gurgled and she felt like she was going to be sick as her skin slowly became paler, looking almost ghostly white as her hands enlarged, her nails were turning a black color and also her skin was definitely looking a bit dirtier as her chest and torso bulked up a bit as di her stomach, her breasts retracted into her chest and she let out a loud terrified scream. In addition to this her hips retracted while her feet enlarged.

Her outfit was also slowly changing, changing to look like the ghost with the most’s iconic suit and her privates altered to become more masculine while she found herself growing a little bit, while her neckline contorted and her brown hair slowly turned a dirty blondish color and a bit of it even fell out at the top while it became more wild-looking in general, her eyebrows thickened as dark circles formed around her eyes, making it look like she was either really tired or was going through a raccoon lookalike phase.

Her features slowly altered, as her teeth became dirtier looking while stubble grew on her face, her facial features slowly morphing into his and her voice followed suit, changing to sound exactly like the ghost with the most himself, making her sound like Michael Keaton, she couldn’t believe it…she had been possessed and taken over by Betelgeuse. ‘You are in so much trouble for this.’ ‘I don’t think so, sis.’ ‘What?’ ‘I think mom and dad are going to think this is hilarious, I mean you look and sound like my favorite Tim Burton character.’

Stephanie grumbled, not liking the idea of being Betelgeuse, but she eventually warmed up to i, realizing that it wasn’t so bad being him and that she could use her newfound powers to finally relax and have fun. She realized that maybe it was her who was the weird one the entire time and that she was born to be weird, and that is when she decided to make a promise.

She promised to herself that from then on, she wouldn’t be so uptight and promised to be a bit perkier and happier, she definitely felt much better about being in such a weird family because she had finally fit in now.

[jayjay-thejet-plane]

(theyre commenting on jakes fresh top surgery btw (bradley’s wearing a binder)⬆️)

someone said “t4t hangster” and i said “bet”

[skylermadness]

Snack Shenanigans [A Side] (Scott Howl TF/TG/MC)

(Original Date of Upload: October 27, 2023)

Wow, it's been about a year since the last time I wrote an FtM TF/TG and so far both FtMs I've written back to back are into werewolf characters. I've been itching to write out another Scott Howl FtM for a while now so I decided to finally get off my butt and actually write one! I'm trying to go back to more simplistic plots and such so the set-up and such is a bit short but I don't mind it. I'm just glad to provide more jock character FtMs in the world. It's a fun little subgenre that there just isn't enough of! On a more interesting note, this is the first time I managed to complete a second self-imposed challenge on myself: giving a story an alt! This was an idea that I thought worked for multiple characters and decided why not reuse it for an alternative version of the story into a different story! If you want to read it (which is a TF into the character Gunzo from Tokyo Afterschool Summoners). That'll be uploaded later this week.

   One of the more prominent constants when it came to Madison's daily trips to her college campus were her visits to the cafeteria vending machines. And more often than not whenever she did she would typically buy the exact same thing from the machine’s array of snack foods. Most of her freshman year in college was spent buying out the machine’s mini-sandwich cookie stock, but she eventually grew tired of those and switched over to either chips or chocolate bars depending on her mood that week. With all things considered her trips to the vending machine were short, simplistic, and unchanging.

   That was until today anyway. Madison found herself staring through the machine’s glass in curiosity, her eyes instantly scrutinizing a change in the machine’s selection. Usually the item labeled 206 was some random bag of chips whose brand she didn’t care to memorize since it wasn’t the kind she ordered. However she knew that what occupied that label wasn’t the brand she didn’t remember. Rather it seemed to be something new and unfamiliar to the woman.

   The bag was simply labeled Scott Snacks with a fairly simple graphic of a bunch of potato chips with what she presumed to be the bag’s mascot (a thick bearded and fluffy haired man) giving a thumbs up. On one hand, the bag did look fairly generic. Then again most chip bags have that feel so it didn’t fully matter to Madison. She couldn’t really discern any other details from the bag such as flavor, but at the same time the graphic gave the vibe of either something plain or something cheesy. Neither prospects were ones she was against, especially since in the end all of this was just an excuse for her to deaden her appetite for the remainder of her classes. 

   With her mind made up Madison made the order with the vending machine. A satisfying thunk could be heard as the bag was pushed forward off the conveyor and into the machine’s pick-up box. She always despised when things got stuck in the vending machine, it was always a slightly embarrassing hassle…

   Successfully retrieving her snack, she idly placed it into her backpack before hauling it onto her back and making her way out of the cafeteria. Madison disliked eating around other people she was unfamiliar with, the woman much rather preferring to find a nice quiet seat on one of the hallway benches and eating whatever she retrieved there. A short trek and a turn would lead her to her favorite spot of solitude (barring the occasional person who would walk out the elevator beside the bench). Placing her backpack beside her as she took a seat she removed the bag of unfamiliar chips from its confines and opened it. Casually she leaned her back against the wall behind her, finally opening the bag of chips and taking one out.

   Considering the unfamiliarity of the situation, Madison had deemed it necessary to eye up the singular chip for a good few seconds. Standard looking potato chip, orange dust that denotes a cheese flavor, some flecks of salt. Although as these exact terms roamed through her head she realized that she somehow sounded like some kind of chip elitist. So in the end she just disregarded her concerns and placed the chip in her mouth.

   …yup, very cheesy. Even has a bit of a meaty aftertaste as well. It wasn’t actually that bad. Perhaps this was a sign she could add a third snack into her vending machine rotation!

   With those thoughts in her mind Madison continued eating, the woman blissfully unaware of the changes starting to form on her body as she did. It was rather isolated at first. The fingers on both hands slowly got thicker, ends and nails getting more blunt with each passing second. This evidently continued as her fingers continued to grow in thickness with a similar shift in size quickly jumping to the hands themselves. A firm meatiness steadily accumulating within each hand; larger, bulkier, seemingly more powerful in appearance.

   That wasn’t the weirdest part of this transformation however. That came when something coarse started to poke out of the back of her hand. It was short at first with what looked to be follicles only millimeters in length, but it didn’t take long for them to grow out and quickly overtake the backs of each hand. What had rapidly sprouted from each hand were large amounts of dark brown hairs. This new development practically gives a more defined masculine feel to her already larger and almost blockier hands.

   Evidently this supposedly masc appearance was one that would quickly spread beyond her wrists and beneath the sleeves of her sweater. Her musculature was the first that began to get affected. A mild heat surged through them as a steady thickness slowly burgeoned within each arm. Raw strength building up in each limb and filling their once slender appearance with a now dense and much more powerful look to them. It wasn't long until the sleeves of her sweater began filling out and the outlines of her muscles etched into the fabric.

   The warmth in Madison's arms only grew more prominent as well with the hairiness of her hands quickly trailing up to her forearms. Heavy amounts of brown hairs coating their way across the back of each arm, the density of this forest of almost fur-like hairs getting more and more thick the closer it got towards her elbows. This steady increase in arm hair density would soon result in a thick tuft of arm hair that practically spiked out of each forearm. Unfortunately for the time being it would seem this major growth would remain hidden in her sleeves.

   Less dense, albeit still very prominent, arm hair growth continued as it made its way to her upper arms and shoulders to coat the outer sections of them with ease. It was also by now that some of the more major muscle groups had gotten their almost instant workout with her biceps having bulked up alongside her triceps. The broadness of Madison's shoulders increased drastically as the deltoid muscles developed and rounded out even more. By this point the almost fragile seaming of her sweater began to break, tears forming against the new brawniness of her arms and revealing bits of her new coat of hair.

   The sudden sounds of tearing finally alerted her to the changes, Madison placing the chip she was holding in her mouth before inspecting the source of the sound. Her eyes widened. "Wh-huh…? What happened to my arm?? And is that… hair…?"

   Her gaze trailed downwards, the woman inspecting one arm up until she laid eyes on her hands. "How long have they been like that!?"

   A part of her wanted to panic but something about the sight was just intriguing. She held a changed hand up in front of her, looking at the thickness and hairiness of it all. It was a little uncanny, especially with all the chip dust, but it looked firm. Strong.

   While Madison preoccupied with staring at her hand the changes in her physical form only continued. It didn't take long for everything to move beyond her shoulders. The two waves of transformation quickly crashed into each other at the midline of her chest and from there expanded even more across the woman's body. 

   The overall width of Madison's frame was probably the next thing to start changing, her form broadening out and shifting to dispel her usually skinny figure more. This type of change got more prominent as her chest became the next part of her body to get altered. While the hair continued its spread and coating her chest, the fatty tissue of her breasts began to melt off and slowly flatten them. As it did so the muscles beneath them began to grow, swelling out rapidly to the point it would almost appear that her breasts hardened into thick meaty slabs of pectorals. These newly developed muscles would quickly grow to fill up the upper portion of her sweater, her now more masculine cleavage denting into the fabric.

   The lower half of her body followed not long after as it too was changing. Her abdomen churned, bubbling almost as abdominal muscles steadily rose from her skin. They slotted out almost sequentially with row after row extending out until she had been granted a six-pack set of abs. All the while the hair that had coated her chest was cascading downwards, the coarse brown fuzz rapidly consuming her abdominal region. By this point the frontal portion of her body just looked like it had a darker shade than the back due to all this hair. And as the hair trailed to the sides she could feel her oblique muscles begin to burn a bit, alongside some cramping inside her that took her focus off her hands so she could use them to support her abdomen as she bent forward in mild pain.

   "A-agh-" she winced, the sound of her voice seeming to crack only momentarily playing in her ears. She started to realize just how tight her shirt was getting, and she presumed it wouldn't be long until everything else would change to fit whatever form she was taking. A light haze was also entering her mind, thoughts steadily becoming a little bit harder as all these changes were overtaking her form. Curiosity faded to confusion, and that confusion quickly jumped to worry as she was still conscious enough to realize she didn't want to rip out of her shirt in a public hallway.

   Madison ultimately decided to forgo her backpack and the rest of the chips to her side, then lifted herself up from the bench and hastily made her way around the hallway's corner in order to head into the nearest bathroom. Luckily it was unoccupied, so she just rushed in there and locked the door before heading to the mirror. Although it would seem she didn't notice that she had subconsciously rushed into the men's room…

   Staring at herself in the mirror she came to the slow realization of just how large she had become. Not just in width but also in height as she evidently looked a little taller, especially with the hem of her sweater rising up her body. That and the slightly prominent feel of decompression in the woman's spine that seemed to grow more and more. Then there was this building pressure at the base of her spine that only continued to grow in prominence the more she continued to stare in the mirror. That coupled with the sight of more hair growing up her neck and beneath her jaw all made for this experience to feel even more surreal than it did prior.

   Madison raised her head a bit and scratched the scruff on her neck. "A-ahh…" she let out a light breath. It felt a little good to finally scratch that fuzz after all this time. It helped clear her brain up just a bit, but it inevitably filled back up with fog. All she could do was stare at herself in the mirror and scratch herself, her only statement being, "Just… what is happening to me?" She asked that with a smile however. There just felt like nothing to distress over. Not the weird muscular form she had, or the increase in hairiness, or the fact her voice continued to shift to a point that sounded deeper and more laid-back. 

   She didn't even feel the need to worry over hearing the back of her pants suddenly split open, a tail with thick brown fur seeming to have almost instantly elongated from her spine's tailbone and freed itself from the confines of her legwear. All she did was look behind her as something in her brain seemed to click with the new appendage. She curled it up towards her and gently grabbed it with her free hand. All the while a goofy grin had formed on her face. "I have a tail now!? Cool!"

   All during this sequence of events, the changes were also making their progression down to Madison's legs. This section of the transformation mirrored that of her arms, muscle mass easily packing into both sections of her legs with a quick pacing. Thighs grew thicker with bulkier hamstrings and quadriceps, and she could feel a surge of heat flare up in her calves as they bloated up with muscle mass as well. Her height continued to increase as well, and the brown hairs rapidly rushed downwards to encompass the surface area of her legs. All of this combined contributed to her jeans feeling severely more constricted, a few tears forming in the sides as a result.

   What followed were the changes in her feet. While hair emerged from the bridge of her feet, the overall size of them steadily increased in all directions. They got wider, pushing up against the sides of her shoes easily. And they got longer, heels digging into the back of her footwear while her toes pressed up against the front. It wouldn't take very long for them to grow to a fitting proportion for her new body, their appearance having quickly altered to fit the more rugged and masculine look that Madison now was possessing. It resulted in her shoes having immense trouble containing her larger feet with a couple rips already forming across the sides.

   The last person of her physical form that remained unchanged was her face, but as Madison started to see and feel the soft pricks of hair poking out her skin she knew that wasn't going to last long. 

   "B-bro!" she casually yelled out to no one in particular, her voice now settling into that aforementioned laid-back and male cadence that had been etching into it this whole time. "Guess I'll be getting a beard next! Might as well start considering myself a guy at this point!"

   The very thought of that was appealing to him. If anything, it felt like the always correct assumption. For some reason something about this new form felt so good and so much more correct now! It was as if it should have always been him!

   He continued to stare into the mirror, a look of enjoyment on his face as he saw the brown fuzz continuing to grow out his chin. This fuzz grew thicker and thicker, and it's spread expanded across his jawline rapidly. From the middle, trailing up his sides, slowly connecting to the slight sideburns he possessed. As his beard got more dense and bushy it gained an almost spiky styling as well. All the while his jawline shifted beneath it, broadening and chiseling out into a more square shape.

   If anything it would seem Madison's entire face shifted to gain a more masculine appearance. Skull widening for a broader structure, nose enlarging slightly, a certain level of toughness formulating across his skin. Bits of his beard even poked out from his jawline and onto his face in order to grow on a small portion of his cheeks. There even came a set of even stranger changes to his head's physicality such as his ears lengthening and sharpening to a point, or the hairs on his eyebrows increasing in amount drastically to gain a similar level of spiked bushiness that his beard possessed. There had also seemed to be a level of sharpness entering much of his teeth as well.

   All while these changes occurred, his hair was in the process of shifting and restyling to fit his new body. It had already begun to shorten as his beard was beginning to grow, and it continued to do so as his beard got more prominent and his face continued to change. Slowly it went up from being shoulder length to trailing up the nape of his neck to being of equal length with his chin, and it still got shorter as time continued. All the while the waviness of it was straightened, and the dark blonde coloration was deepened to the same brown as the rest of his body and facial hair. By the time his hair got to what the transformation seemed as an acceptable length, its density seemed to shift into something fur-like before bits of it fluffed and stuck out into a thick and messy spiky style. One that he just couldn't resist running a hand through to just feel the fluffiness of his hair.

   "This is so cool, dude…" he said, watching his hair spike back up after getting run through by his hand. And the man only continued to poke and prod at bits of his body by scratching his beard, scritching himself behind his ear, and giving his muscles some good flexes. He even couldn't help from tearing open his sweater from the front to let his pecs and abs breathe. Everything about this body felt so new, but at the same time the cloud in his mind was making it seem so familiar as well.

   Shouldn't this be his body? Why was it so hard to even recall what his other body was like? Did he even have another body? If this body is so familiar it just must be his, right?!

   He could feel his eyes beginning to drift to the side in confusion. "Ooh, too many questions in my brain! Is this what happens when you think too much…"

   For some reason he really felt like he wasn't used to using his brain for extended periods of time. If he were to be honest everything about it just felt drained! Like so many aspects has been dulled down or simplified in himself. All of this was making the concept of having an identity prior to this one feel so fleeting and incorrect. He just wanted to completely disregard it as too complicated. A lot of things just felt complicated at this point.

   He braced himself on the bathroom sink, mind in complete confusion to the point he wasn't keeping track of what was going on with his clothing. His attire had seemed to finally start to shift.The sleeves of his sweater slowly lifted upwards to unveil the dense fluff of his forearms, the rips all sealed themselves while the tear he made down the middle of his shirt restitched itself to look like it was meant to be there. The coloration of the sleeves bleached to white while the wrists shifted to red, meanwhile the actual body of the sweater shifted to the same shade of red. Buttons and eyelets lined the split while a small white and red-striped collar raised from the neck. With the formation of pockets on each side of the newly shifted clothing, it seemed his sweater had altered into a varsity jacket. Meanwhile a plain white t-shirt materialized beneath it and around his body, its size being just baggy enough to still reveal the upper portion of his chest.

   Following this came the less impressive changes in his legwear and footwear. His jeans just grew a bit to better fit his legs while repairing themselves. The tear in the back also restitched to look intentional, seemingly becoming a hole for his tail that went beneath the belt loop. His shoes did go through a bit more drastic of a change, also growing and repairing while the sides brightened to a red and the soles and front became white. The cloth toughened up as the strings became straps, fully shifting his footwear into a pair of athletic sneakers. 

   The man's thoughts continued to simplify as his earlier concerns were constantly drained away. Thoughts of a former identity and life disappearing, the rising worries about them being dispelled as he couldn't even remember what he had to be worried about! All that mattered was football and hanging out with his bros after all! Nothing to worry about from that!

   It was also by this point that his identity fully solidified. Scott Howl!

   Wait, is he telling himself to howl?

   "AWWROOOOOOOOO!!!" he howled out, the sound echoing through the small one-person bathroom. Once it was all let out he opened his eyes, a nice royal blue having embedded within them.

   "Oh wait, I was just thinking about my last name!"

   One of Scott's ears flicked as he heard someone knock on the bathroom door. "Uhhh, I'm taking it this is occupied?"

   The werewolf made his way to the entrance and opened it. "Was just finishing up with… whatever I was doing!"

   The comment made the guy who was on the other side of the bathroom door somewhat confused, but between that and the fact they were facing a large hairy man with a tail this whole situation was already feeling weird. "What were you doing… howling??"

   Scott just smiled and ruffled the other man's hair. "Sometimes you just have to let one out, y'know?" He then moved past them and made his leave. The random man just watched him leave, both unaware that the burly football player's interaction with him had left an almost pitch black stain in the follicles of the man's hair that very slowly spread across it. But they just shook their head and walked into the bathroom, deciding to just disregard the strange interaction.

   Meanwhile, Scott made his way down the hall before his heightened sense of smell caught a whiff of something… cheesy? Meaty? His head turned to find a bag of chips labeled Scott Snacks beside a backpack on top of a bench. For some reason his brain registered both as his own.

   "Oh, can't forget about these!" He walked over to the bench and hauled up the backpack to his back before picking up the bag of chips. Popping one in his mouth he comments, "This'll make a great snack before practice!" before going about his day…

[fanterfane]

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wish I was more masc so I could get away with pulling that Henry Jekyll fit for formal events 😔 I desperately need to wear a buttoned shirt cravat waistcoat and tailed jacket. It’s a need not a want at this point. I need to pull up to the Function™️ wearing that. Please gods please please please let me have a masculine figure after puberty 🛐🛐🛐

[calliecho]

Calli's Shirt Lift - Masculinization Sequence

So much for No Nuts November, amirite??? Sometimes I fantasize about becoming more masculine... which is really weird since I'm AMAB non-binary and have been working for years to be on the  feminine side of androgynous. Gender is crazy, y'all.

Image Description: A sequence of three images. The background of the first panel is a mix of pink and blue. The non-binary (but feminine in appearance) Calli is grasping the bottom of their long-sleeve shirt. They say: "I keep seeing this Shirt Lift thing going around... does it actually work?" In the second panel the background has shifted to be more blue. A pink and blue arrow to the right of Calli points upward, following the motion of Calli lifting their shirt. Their sleeves stay in place and their bare chest is exposed, though without the feminine breasts that were present in the first panel. They say: "Uhh!? This feels really weird!!" The background of the third panel is completely blue. Cal has clearly become taller, his head poking up from the top of the panel. His green hair is shorter, he's blushing, and one hand is running down his flat chest under his shirt. He says: "Oh! This is... Uhm... o///o"

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[rain-dom]

[FtM Transformation] Diving In.

Leah pushed herself out of the water. It was a hot summer day, and the pool was about to close. She sighed. She had been practicing all of her life - twenty years - and she had felt like she was pretty good at it, but she felt like she was stagnating.

She wanted to be on her University’s swimming team, find other people that shared her love of the water. And yet, even when she joined swim teams in the past, she felt like she just didn’t fit in, like she was out of her element. It just didn’t make sense to her, and it made her so distracted with herself. What was wrong with her? She used to love swimming when she was younger.

What changed? What was she missing?

“Argh! This is stupid. I’m never going to be on the team at this rate. I’ll probably just settle for Law school or some bullshit.” Leah said as she stormed into the locker room, and threw her goggles onto the floor.

She went and opened her locker, and was about to go change out of her blue one peice swimsuit, until she found a found a black envelope in her locker, sealed with some some of black and purple logo she had never heard of before

She opened the envelope:

—

“Feeling left behind? Left out? Well, don’t we have a solution for you!

Picture yourself - no, not THAT you - the person that’s been hiding in your subconscious.

Yeah, that one. For twenty-four hours, let your old expectations, your old, false ideal of yourself fall away, and your true self be free.

All you have to do is have The Unseen near you and close your eyes, and imagine yourself. Free yourself of the expectations that society has placed on you, and the expectations that you have placed upon yourself. And then, your spirit and body will finally be whole.”

—

Leah scoffed. This had to be some silly prank, “probably those weird New Age hippies”, she thought.

As she closed the envelope, eager to throw it away, something fell out of it. It was a black - diamond? Pebble? It was mostly smooth, with some rough edges here and there. As she picked it up, she could feel something…beating in there. She couldn’t quite make it out, but it sounded like…a heart?

“Is this The Unseen?” She asked, now intrigued. And was there something truly…alive in there?

She had to find out.

She looked over the letter again.

“Hmm…what would happened if I actually try this ritual thing out?” She pondered. “Not that anything weird would happen, right?”

She closed The Unseen firmly within her right hand. “Well, what was do I have to lose? I’m already desperate enough as is.”

She closed her eyes. She searched, searched and searched deep within her mind, for her “true self.”

She looked everywhere - her memories, her fears, her hopes and dreams, but no matter where she looked, she couldn’t find-

Him.

She found him.

She gasped. “That’s…that’s me! At least, that feels more like me. I…I don’t mind being a woman but, it were up to me, I’d want to be a slim but muscular guy.” She whispered.

And that’s all it needed.

The Unseen begun to feel warm. Then, it became hot to the touch, like a door that had seen the sun for too long.

“Ah!” Leah screamed as her body immediately became hot as well, and very, very horny. The Unseen fell and crashed into the floor, and evaporated into nothingness, along with the card.

First thing to change was her chest. Her size A cup boobs were now shrinking into nothing, slowly pulling and deflating themselves until her chest became completely flat.

“Hah hah Holy shit!” Leah said, panting. “My breasts…are totally gone!” She placed her hands on her now-flat chest, shocked - yet, surprisingly to her, relieved - at her new features. “W-well, I won’t have to worry about bras anymore, that’s for sure-ahh!!”

Her quip was cut short by another new change, this time taking place at her hips, thighs, and waist. “Agh…hah” Leah grunted as her waist evened out, pushing out so that they would be even with her shoulders, and her butt shrank in tandem. “N-not that there was much of that, anyway, hahaha…wait, my voice!”

Leah’s tall height did go up by a few inches, to 6’4, which didn’t really occur to her, as she was focused on the other, more significant changes happening to her. Another thing she didn’t notice was that her blue bathing suit was now much tighter around her body, even ripping in some areas. One thing she did notice, however, was that her voice had gotten significantly deeper by now. She brought her hands to her now thicker neck, feeling her newly minted Adam’s apple that had started to form. “Ahh, mmn..” she liked the sound of her new, deep voice. She then brought them to her face, one that had become more angular and more defined at the edges. She rubbed her hands through once her neck-length brunette hair had that also long since receded, now a short haircut. Speaking of hands, she removed them from her throat and noticed that they were slightly bigger and more rough, too. It was at that point she realized she was becoming-

“-a man?! I’m becoming a man! The guy I saw in my mind, I’m becoming him! Oh, this is incredible!!”

And with that, her body started to shake. She bent over, wrapping around her arms around her chest.

“Agh!! Godd!! It hurts but it also feels- nngh so good!” It was like they were on fire! Not in a painful way necessarily, but it was very, very intense. It was like at any moment that something was about to come out of her chest-

“AHH!!” Leah shouted. “Yes! My chest it’s…growing!!” But it wasn’t boobs that were growing. In fact, they were being replaced with a large, broadening chest and tight pecs. Her shoulders expanded to help accompany the expanding chest, and her arms and hands grew in size and muscle, as well did her legs and feet.

“Ahh, mmmph, oh f-fuck yes this..this feels amazing!!” She grunted and moaned as her abs pushed out. “I-I need more!”

Muscle practically exploded all over her body, twitching and morphing and expanding. Her bathing suit, now no longer compatible with her growing body, completely ripped apart as her changing body grew one last time.

“Agh!! Hah…hah…oh my god…” Leah said, exasperated, sweat dripping all over her body. She rubbed her nicely defined chest and abs, and flexed her arms, showing off her newfound strength.

“Wow…this is…amazing…” Leah said through labored breaths. “I want…no- I NEED more!”

Suddenly, she felt something pushing out of her crotch, something hard and impossible to ignore.

“Hnngh!! Huff, huff Ohhh my god, I’m growing a cock!! Agh, yes!”

She moaned in complete pleasure, enjoying the feeling of her cock coming out of her vagina, stretching and growing along side her dropping testicles, once her ovaries. Not only were they growing on their own, but she was hastening the process by using her own strength by pushing them out as well.

“Yes, yes!!” she grunted, as her cock and balls reached there final size. “Please, agh I need to get it out!! I need it, I- AH!!”

With one last push, her new genitalia was fully formed. Her wet vagina was now a throbbing, erect penis, clocking in at a full eight inches, and full so of cum that it was already leaking precum.

Practically drooling at the intense sensations and pleasure emanating from her crotch, her hands almost moved on its own, as she more than ever before, she needed relief. “Mmm…oh! Yes…” As she pleasured herself, more and more precum dripped onto her dick and the floor, but at this point, she didn’t care.

“Nngh, hah, oh god, I’m g-getting close—oh? Oh!! Oh yes!! YES!! AHH! AHh…hah..”

“Hah…hah…mmn…ah…hah.” Leah smiled as she - now, as he realized, he - practically fell to the floor, sitting next to his locker where all of his stuff still looked like they owned by a woman, and not the athletic man laying right next to it, recovering from his best organism yet.

A great sense of calm of relief washed over him. “Is this is what post-nut clarity feels like?” He asked himself. “That…felt…out of this world!”

“It sure sounded like it.” Said a feminine voice coming from behind him.

“A-ah!” He quickly got up and turned around. Standing before him was a tall, African-American woman, wearing a red two piece bathing suit. She had her hands in her hips and was smiling smugly at him. She quickly remembered that she was still in the girls locker room.

“Ah-uh- i-it’s not what it looks like, I swear!!” He said as he covered his giant genitalia. “Please don’t the wrong idea! Oh god, you won’t believe what just-“

“Oh, I already believe it. Your Unseen seal has been broken, among other things…” she said, looking at the mess Leah made on the floor.

“It…it was YOU!! You…gave me this body. Oh, my god. I…don’t know how I can repay you…”

“Oh, hun. There’s no need to repay me. After all, fapping may be fun, but nothing beats the lustful passion of two souls giving into each other. Come, let me show you a place where I can better accompany you.”

Leah nodded along excitedly.

She opens an oval, black and purple portal. She turns around and takes his hand. “My name is Kiara, by the way.”

“It’s, uh…Leo.”

“The pleasure will always be mine.”

They arrive in a high-end bedroom, adorned with purple, blue and red LED lights, a large bathroom, closet, and a large red bed.

“Lay down on the bed.” Kiara commanded, with him practically running onto it if anything. The white, soft fabric of the bed sinking in around him wrapped him up, like a warm winter coat.

“Is it okay if I tie your hands together?”

Leo nods.

She tied his hands together above his head. She climbs on top of him, and pulls leans close to his face. “Are you ready?”

“Yes, absolutely!”

She started with kissing. Kissing on the lips, down his neck, his chest, his abs. She would kiss all across his body, getting just close enough to his crotch to get him that much more excited, teasing him for what was to come.

“Mmh…hah…ahh…ohh, god, yes…” Leo moaned.

“This new body, you love it, don’t you?”

“Yes!!” Leo exlcaimed.

She rubs her finger down his chest and to his abs, and back up to his chest again. “But, it doesn’t seem like you are used to the intense, raw feelings and sensations that your body has came with. Well, you’re in luck, because I can take care of that for you.”

She put her lips against his ear and whispered, “So let me show you how good it feels to be a boy.”

“Ahhn! Yes! Please!”

She smiled.

She kisses him on the lips more time, but this time with much more passion, and quicker. She kissed him on his neck, chest, and abs, then pausing to let Leo’s cock make itself known.

She starts to kiss the hard, long thing.

“OhH! You’re sending waves of…p-pleasure…all over my bodYY!!”

Leo’s deep, desperate moans were interrupted by Kiara’s kissing and licking of his dick.

She then asked, “are you ready for the next step?”

“Yes!!” Shouted Leo.

Kiara started rubbing her right hand in a circular motion on his cock, her soft, feminine fingers sending shivers down his spine.

“Oh! Ohh! Yes!! Hah oh fuck!”

She continued making Leo more and more aroused, by using different techniques. She started by giving a slow, gentle handjob, then moved on to sucking his dick slowly. But the end of that, Leo couldn’t even think straight.

“We still a little ways to go.”~ Leah teased. “Now, with all that out of the way, it’s time for you to give into your urges.”

“H-huh?”

She started with taking off her bikini bottom first, bending over to highlight her ass. After she started to take them off and toss them to the side, she turned around messaged her breasts, which were bountiful C cups, then started to remove her top. She leaned towards him and showed off her boobs. “Now…do you like what you see?”

“Ahh…yess!”

She’s smiled seductively, as she started to climb on top of his body.

Noticing his member leaking plenty of precum, she pushed her hand on her erect penis.

“Oh, not yet~”

“Ohh! Ohh…” Leo moaned absent-mindedly, his legs jolting with anticipation.

“Soo much pent up energy…don’t you just want to plunge your huge, leaky dick into my tight, wet pussy?” She said as she leaned closer towards Leo.

“Yess!!”

“Then you know what you need to do. Just let go, and give into your true desires!”

She removed her hand and let it reveal itself, no longer contained by Kiara’s pressure. The ties around Leo’s hands disappeared, and Leo immediately leaped up and kissed Kiara, with the two of them wrapping around their arms around each other, rolling around on the bed, kissing passionately.

Leo was now on top of Kiara.

“Leo! huff, huff do your worst!”

Leo at this point just need to get everything out - his love for his new body, his disdain of the old one and his old life, his arousal, his cum, his need to penetrate. He just needed it all to be let free, out of the prison he made for himself his whole life.

He needed to be free.

He kissed Kiara in the lips, then quickly moved down her body. Kissing, licking, biting. Biting her neck, her breasts, licking and kissing his stomach.

All was fair game to him.

“Hahh, hah, it this good so far?” He asked, gasping between breaths.

“Yes, ah yes!! Right there, right-aHh!” Kiara moaned as Leo continued to bite in all the right places on Kiara’s body.

He moved to her pussy, which was now wet. He kisses around the area of her pussy and her stomach, then moved to eating her out. “Oh! Leo!! W-Where did you learn these mo-OoHves~” Kiara moaned.

“Huff, ah, I have my ways. Now…are you huff, huff, ready to see what I can do?”

“Hah, mmgh, hah let’s see how much mess you make this time.”

Finally, he put his dick inside of Kiara.

“Ohh, fuuuuck,” Leo moaned, almost taken aback on how tight Kiara felt. Kiara grinned.

“See, I told you Im not easYYy-ohh”

“Would…ahh…would you like me to go faster?”

“Yes! Go faster!”

Leo keeps fucking Kiara, harder and harder, faster and faster.

“Ahn! Ah, L-Leo!” Kiara practically yelled. You’re about to make me *cum!!”*

“Ahh oh, ohh god!” Leo huffed, beds of sweat dripping down his face. “Mmh I’m almost there too!! Agh!”

Until, they finally climaxed together.

“Oh godd, I’m about to cum, I’m a-about to- AH!!” Leo moaned as he came inside of his condom.

Kiara also came, squirted out of her pussy. “Hah, ohh, AGH aHh YES!!”

Leo fell to her side, panting profusely. Both of them were completely exhausted from both the transformation and the explosive sex.

“That…hah, hah that was incredible!” Said Leo after a few minutes of collecting themselves. He turned to Kiara. “Is…is there way you could extend this thing past twenty-four hours?”

Kiara looked almost surprised. “I was beginning to think you’d never ask.”

————

A FEW MONTHS LATER:

Leo pushed himself out of the pool. He had just triumphantly won the preliminary heats and the semifinals, and was now looking forward to the finals.

“Hey, Leo! Good job out there, man!” His coach praised.

“Thank, Mr. Clark.” He said, panting between breaths. “It was a close one, but I got it!”

He was now well known and liked at his university, and he has made more friends with his swimming team. He was much more satisfied with himself and his life now.

“Dude, you completely saved us there! Can’t believe I lost to that damned douche from update” said his now close friend, Micheal.

“Hey, all you gotta do is keep practicing, and maybe don’t compare yourself to others as much. I know it’s easier said than done but…trust me, I’ve been there.” He said with a wink.

He went to his locker, now in the men’s. He opened it, putting his stuff away, ready to go home. He found one of his picture of his old self, wearing that one piece swimsuit. He smiled, knowing how much progress he had made with himself.

After making it back to his apartment, closing the door behind him, he heard a whooshing sound.

He knew exactly what that meant.

“Hey, hot stuff~” said his girlfriend, Kiara. “Another win, I’m guessing?”

“Yeah…” he turned around with a smile. “But it’s always a win to see you here.”

“Alright, cheesy-head.” Kiara rolled her eyes.

“Ah-ah-ah! You’re blushing!!”

“I am definitely *not!!”* Kiara laughed as she fell into her boyfriend, kissing him.

“Now, how about I take another swim in this nice piece of work?” She said, rubbing his chest.

Leo chuckled softly. “You know I’d love that.”

[lawliett-111]

grr remembering the time i was holding a vibe right on my clit nd my boyfriend was pounding me with a dildo while making me take his fingers in my throat <3 it was so so sooo good i need to feel violated like tht again pleasee <3<3

[skylermadness]

Snack Shenanigans [B Side] (Gunzo Tamamura TF/TG/MC)

(Original Date of Upload: October 27, 2023)

Original Description:

I wrote an alt for a story for once! I've actually tried handling story alts before but they never really went well because I lost all motivation to complete the second iteration, so I just uploaded the first one and called it a day. Really proud of myself for finishing an alt though! Especially since I think I might like this one a bit more than the original! But they both are good stories either way. Also yes there's a little bit of copying and pasting in terms of descriptions and stuff, but I think despite that this story being a whole 1k words longer than the other must testify to something that should make the few moments of copying and pasting a non-issue.

   One of the more prominent constants when it came to Madison's daily trips to her college campus were her visits to the cafeteria's drink vending machines after lunch. And more often than not she'd buy the exact same thing from the machine's array of beverages. For the most part she tended to orient herself more towards the carbonated side of things when it came to drinks. Well that and the moment she learned about fruit punch-flavored soda all other flavors were thrown out the window in preference for that one. So with all things considered her trips to the vending machine were short, simplistic, and unchanging.

   That was until today anyway. The one time Madison forgot to order from the machine prior to lunch she ends up having to experience the disappointment of realizing that what you want is no longer in stock. Not the worst experience of course, but definitely a bit of a let down. Despite all of that however, a part of her still insisted on ordering something from the vending machine. But between the rather disinteresting menagerie of soda flavors and the rather bland selection of Gatorade flavors it was evident that this might not occur. At least until her eyes landed on a small selection of beverages in the furthest corner of the machine.

   The selection in question was a set of four drinks all under the same labeling: Yoyogi Protein. Evidently a quartet of protein drinks that all came in fruity flavors. Passionfruit, coconut, chokecherry, and pineapple. A rather interesting selection of drinks, but she's never really been all that into protein drinks. Then again it did come in passionfruit which was another fruit flavor she was particularly fond of. And considering she still has the taste for something fruity…

   Shrugging, she made up her mind and set up her order with the vending machine. A satisfying thunk could be heard as the bottle was pushed forward off the conveyor and into the machine’s pick-up box. She then retrieved her drink from the pick-up box before making her way out of the cafeteria. 

   As Madison continued her trek down the hallway she internally makes plans to find a nice seat on one of the hallway benches and kill this last half-hour before her next class. She would've preferred to head up to the campus' library to try and get some work done prior to that but considering the place's strict anti-consumable rules that was out of the question for the time being. Then again she didn't really mind sitting in the hallway for a bit. It just meant she could cycle through the social media sites she uses in silence (save for the people who use the elevator next to where she usually sits). 

   A few more steps and a turn would lead her to her favorite bench to sit on. Placing her backpack beside her she took a seat and leaned onto the wall before unscrewing the bottle. However before she fully removed it she brought the beverage up to eye level with her to inspect it. The liquid within it looked to be particularly thick as it sloshed around in its plastic confines. It did have a pleasant deep purple coloration to it though. She wasn't really sure what she was expecting from it though. She ended her inspection there and unscrewed the cap fully before promptly bringing the bottle to her mouth and starting her consumption of the protein drink.

   …yup, the fluid definitely feels very thick in the mouth. Seemed to taste rather tart and floral as well. Definitely like how she was used to passionfruit tasting. Still not her most favorite type of drink though, but she didn't particularly dislike it. It could always work as a good back-up if she ever were to forget to order her soda again.

   With those thoughts in her mind Madison continued drinking, the woman blissfully unaware of the changes starting to form on her body as she did. It was rather isolated at first. The fingers on both hands slowly got thicker, ends and nails getting more blunt with each passing second. This evidently continued as her fingers continued to grow in thickness with a similar shift in size quickly jumping to the hands themselves. A firm meatiness steadily accumulating within each hand; larger, bulkier, seemingly more powerful in appearance. At some point they just looked blocky in appearance, almost seemingly more masculine.

   A low heat started to arise as the changes steadily moved upwards, going beyond her wrists and beneath the sleeves of her sweater. Her musculature was getting heavily affected by this, strength building up in both limbs as the thickness continued to increase in prominence. The slender appearance her arms usually possessed we getting replaced easily, muscle mass constantly being accrued and granting them a look and size that just emanated strength and power. It wasn't long until the sleeves of her sweater began filling out, the outlines of her muscles etching into the fabric.

   This wasn't the only change in her physicality however. Despite the warmth that had budded within her, Madison was also experiencing slight chills in the region that was being changed. They were only minor temperature shifts at first but with each one she experienced a sliver of her skin darkened, hardened into scar tissue. One scar on the back of her left hand, one on the back of her right, another set on her forearms, one long one on her left elbow. It was just scars of varying sizes just constantly forming on the already changed portions of her arm, and this would only continue as the shifts in her body progressed. Although for now it would all be hidden beneath the sleeves of her sweater.

   Despite the small chills, her muscles and arms continued to remain warm. Every so often she'd get a feeling of a freezing slash across one of her biceps or shoulders, but it would instantly be displaced by the heat of her muscles growing. Especially since by this point some of the more major muscle groups had gotten their almost instant workout with her biceps and triceps bulking up in unity. The broadness of Madison's shoulders increased drastically as the deltoid muscles developed and rounded out even more. By this point the almost fragile seaming of her sweater began to break, tears splitting open around her much thicker upper arms and revealing the  newly rigid and strength-filled muscles of her limbs.

   The sudden sounds of tearing finally alerted her to the changes. Madison stopped drinking the protein drink (which at this point still was around 65% full) and looked over to inspect the sound's source. Her eyes widened. "Wh-huh…? What happened to my arm?? Why is it so… muscular…?"

   Her gaze trailed downwards, the woman inspecting one arm up until she laid eyes on her hands and finally took note of the scars as well. "Scars too?? How long have they been like that!? W-wait-"

   Her gaze then drifted over to the protein drink bottle in her hand. No, there's no way something like that could have magically given her this kind of muscle mass, right? Right??

   All of this made a part of her want to panic, and yet something else about this still intrigued her. She placed the bottle of the suspicious beverage beside her, then outstretched her hand. Staring at the way the muscles were outlined in the fabric of her sweater, straining against the sleeve of it. Out of curiosity she gave her arm a good flex and watched as some more tears formed in the sleeve. It was a little uncanny, yet the raw strength that coursed through her felt oddly appealing!

   Madison's train of thought then broke as she felt another bout of cold enter her body, the woman momentarily shivering at the sudden temperature shift. "Urgh- can't tell if that's the temperature or-" she coughed at the sudden feeling of her voice crack in her through, "-or my bodily changes…"

   Leaning forward a bit, Madison could feel the transformation to move beyond her shoulders. Her chest just beginning to heat up, core almost burning as she felt the changes rush to her torso.

   The overall width of Madison's frame was probably the next thing to start changing, her form broadening out and shifting to dispel her usually skinny figure more. This type of change got more prominent as her chest became the next part of her body to get altered. A feeling of a cold squeeze entered her chest, breasts feeling like they were getting flattened by this strange pressure. The fatty tissue within them was steadily melting away causing her chest to flatten more and more by the second. As it did so the muscles beneath them began to grow, swelling out rapidly to the point it would almost appear that her breasts hardened into thick slabs of pectorals. These newly developed muscles would quickly grow a little bit more, but not large enough that they were the size of someone more oriented towards constant workouts. If anything they looked more like those of a strong athlete granting her some great upper body strength. This then came with another cold slash on the upper corner of her right pectoral which granted her a small X-shaped scar.

   She then felt a sudden cold-feeling punch into her gut followed by an intense cramping in her abdominal region. "A-argh! That… that-" she grunted as she felt her throat crack again, voice seeming to deepen for a moment. "What the heck was in that protein drink, man…"

   Madison tried to disregard the sound of her voice… or the fact that her thought pattern translated that comment less as 'that drink is the catalyst of my transformation' and more 'did that drink shoot straight through my body?' That very thought seemed to cause a light haze to enter her mind with thoughts steadily becoming a little bit harder. Curiosity faded to confusion as she started to wonder just what these changes were entailing now. And in truth she was starting to feel like she was forgetting a few things…

   Nonetheless she didn't enjoy the feeling of her gut churning around, nor did she like the increasingly heightened prospect of someone walking by and seeing her. With those worries in mind she stood up, used an arm to support her cramping abdomen, and started to make her way to the bathroom nearby. 

   With major changes ensuing in her abdomen it wasn't too long until it too underwent noticeable physical changes. As it churned the skin began to bubble almost as abdominal muscles steadily rose from her skin. They slotted out almost sequentially with row after row extending out until she had been granted a six-pack set of abs. However much like her pectorals, her abdominal muscles were not bodybuilder peak in size and appeared much more modest and oriented towards athletics. Alongside this it would seem a little bit of fat accumulated around the region as well to slightly fill out the area, just barely giving some smoothness to her abdomen. There was also some burning to her sides as her oblique muscles developed a little more, the intense heat being subsided by more scar-forming cold slashes. By the time her abdomen was finished changing she reached the bathroom that was luckily unoccupied. Rushing in there she locked the door before heading to the mirror. It would seem she didn't notice that she had subconsciously rushed into the men's room though…

   Staring at herself in the mirror she came to the slow realization of just how large she had become. Evidently she had gotten quite wider and she was definitely a bit taller. Both of these facts were why her sweater felt so ill-fitting horizontal and why the hem of it was rising up her belly. And there still seemed to be a prominent feel of decompression in the woman's spine as that seemed to still be growing a bit. 

   But all of her analysation of herself was broken in an instant as she felt something freezing pierce through the haze of her brain and straight into it. She stepped back with a grunt, holding her head in her massive hands while squeezing her eyes shut. Thankfully though the surge of pain subsided almost as quickly as it arrived, but it resulted in something weirder than the transformation itself.

   Her right eye's iris had been shocked into a bright crimson, and through that eye she could see what looked to be a quartet of weird see-through ghost-like figures clinging onto her back. They had a strange shape to them, looking to be almost spherical in shape with their body predominately being composed of a single large eye, all while their limbs had been wrapped around her arms and torso for who knows how long.

   A single term ran through her head once she saw them: Legion. And something about hearing that term echo through her fogged up mind had prevented her from panicking. She knew these creatures. They were… some of familiar, maybe? She wasn't quite sure. She just knew they weren't a harm to her…

   "Eheh, you guys look pretty cute!" she said with a smile. The compliment seemed to elicit a positive reaction from a few of the Legion, their eyelids closing in such a way that they looked happy. In a way it made her happy too, so much so that she decided not to dwell on the fact her voice had changed even more. Getting deeper with a tone that carried a level of youthful awkwardness to it.

   Curious again Madison decided to look down to better see where Legion had wrapped itself around her, and she found two of the four had begun spiraling their arms around her legs. As they did so the transformation continued to progress to the lower half of her body. This section of changes mirrored that of her arms, muscle mass easily packing into both sections of her legs with a quick pacing. Thighs grew thicker with bulkier hamstrings and quadriceps, and she could feel a surge of heat flare up in her calves as they bloated up with muscle mass as well. Her height continued to increase as well, Madison wincing a bit as she heard her knees pop and decompress a bit before increasing in size and strength.

   Madison also got to see the source of the occasional freeze slashes she was experiencing, that being from when some of Legion traced their fingers over her skin. The scars were still not extremely visible to her, but her legs were evidently less scarred as the rest of her body seemed to be with only a few of them scattered around the crus of her legs and her calves. However all of this combined contributed to her jeans feeling severely more constricted, a few tears forming in the sides as a result.

   What followed were the changes in her feet. While very few scars were traced into the bridge of her feet the overall size of them steadily increased in all directions. They got wider, pushing up against the sides of her shoes easily. And they got longer, heels digging into the back of her footwear while her toes pressed up against the front. The overall thickness of her feet became rather impressive as well, toes having become chunkier while the foot itself was dense and blocky looking like her hands. It wouldn't take very long for them to grow to a fitting proportion for her new body, their appearance having quickly altered to fit the more masculine look that Madison now was possessing. It resulted in her shoes having immense trouble containing her larger feet with a couple rips already forming across the sides and even the front splitting open and some toes poking out.

   Madison smiled, although laughing nervously at hearing her shoes burst. "Y-you dudes seem to be doing great! Something about this just feels so good…"

   She shivered a bit as she felt one of the Legions place a hand in front of her neck and begin rubbing it. Her voice had already mostly changed but at this point it seemed to be forcing the changes to finish and settle. Just lowering it more to be just like that of an awkward young adult male.

   "A-ah! You're really doing a lot of work on me, bros! I think you just have the head!" he then turned his head and flexed an arm again, casually inspecting his body for a few seconds. "Might as well start considering myself a guy as well with what you dudes did to me!"

      The very thought of that was appealing to him. A more correct assumption especially based on the way his body looked. So much more masculine and athletic. It felt like she had the body of one of those jocks she'd see walk around campus! 

   While her thoughts trailed one of the four Legions had given him a thumbs up before placing its hands onto the sides of her head. It then began squeezing her head, her skull structure and face just becoming practically malleable under the palms of the ghost-like entity. Skull being stretched out wider, his jawline broadening and chiseling out into a more angular and almost square shape. In general it would seem the very structure of his skull was being widened and lengthened into a more square-like appearance. 

   Madison watched in the mirror as the Legion continued its work, this time shifting his facial structure even more. Pulling and broadening his nose, its bridge of it was evidently wider while the structure of it was reshaped away from a short one and into one a bit larger. His eyes were made a little larger and rounder, and as it trailed its fingers across his eyebrows he could see the hairs of them get thicker (especially towards the ends). He also felt it tug on his ears to make them a bit larger and rounder in shape alongside sticking out more. Furthermore, it brushed a finger across his chin and sides of his head to cause light amounts of hair to grow out from his skin and form slight stubble. Lastly came a slash on his left cheek to form yet another scar.

   All while one Legion did work on his face, another one was concurrently doing work on his hair. Slowly rubbing its hands up and down his scalp and causing his hair to shorten with its touch, and it only continued to do so as his face was being morphed. Slowly it went up from being shoulder length to trailing up the nape of his neck to being of equal length with his chin, and it still got shorter as time continued. All the while the waviness of it was straightened, and the dark blonde coloration was deepened to an almost reddish-brown. Alongside this the Legion also gave Madison some thicker sideburns. By the time his hair was what could only be defined as 6/8 of an inch the Legion deemed that length acceptable and ran its hand through his hair to style it. It resulted in his hair being given a slightly messy and short spiky style. The spikes were typically raised upwards and forwards, and in the end the appearance just looked somewhat disheveled and disorganized. By the end it was styled in a way that he just couldn't resist running a hand through to just feel what his hair.

   "This is so cool, dude…" he said, watching the spikes of his hair poke in between his fingers. Everything about this body felt so new, but at the same time the cloud in his mind was making it seem so familiar as well. The more he stared into the mirror and the more he looked at his own face the more it seemed like this wasn't something he had just been transformed into.

   "W-woah, what are you dudes doing to me…?" he asked, taking a step back and placing a single hand on the side of his head. So many blanks were being drawn in quick succession. He was someone else just a few minutes ago, right? Then why can't he seem to remember that. The last thing he can recall was just drinking some new protein drink from that vending machine. Then why was he in the bathroom? Wasn't something… happening to his body? "Nnngh, hard to think…"

   He squeezed his eyes shut as he felt some of Legion begin to massage his temples. Right, Legion, always there when he needed it… just should contrate… or perhaps he should just forget it all and go back to what he was doing. This was all just so confusing, dude…

   As the man was placed in a state of mental discombobulation, the two Legion not tending to his migraine started to futz around with his clothing and alter it. Wrapping arms around his sweater and palming it up and down, restitching the tears and loosening it up to fit more snug around his form. They pulled the sleeves up his arm until they were slightly above his bicep, the action just shortening them completely instead of rolling them upwards. The constant pawing of Legion caused the soft material of the sweater to harden, shifting into some kind of durable nylon. The change in material also forced a change in color, bright red overtaking the sweater with ease as white stripes ran vertically from his sleeves to his neck: a bold horizontal one across his chest with a second smaller one a bit beneath it, and another two vertical ones down the side. The neck even deepened a little, a small placket forming with associated buttons and eyelets. The neckline itself lengthened up into a short collar that propped itself upwards around his own neck. Lastly, a Legion traced a small symbol on the uniform's right side to create what seemed to be a symbol composed of three arrows all pointing in different directions.

   Seemingly continuing the changes of his attire to something more sport-oriented, the ghostly entities enlarging his legwear a little bit while shortening the legs of his pants until they reached halfway down his thighs. The material remained a hard denim, but their touch also shifted its color from deep blue to bright white. His socks soon followed when it came to size changes and shifts as Legion pulled them both up until they mostly encapsulated his lower legs. His footwear was the next part to get changed, becoming larger while the material hardened again as the white shifted to a deep blue. The soles of his shoes brightened to yellow as rounded nubs poked out from them. Straps became string as more additional designs were added to the footwear to make them appear more visually intriguing. If anything they appeared to be rugby cleats now. 

   The final additions to his attire came with the addition of something that ran beneath his uniform and shorts. The Legion materializing black leather beneath them and over his body, the strange new piece of clothing continuing to stretch over his form for a few seconds. The neck of it was just barely visible, and sleeves lengthened until they were nestled around his biceps, and the portion of it around his legs were barely visible. In the end it would seem to be a compression shirt and shorts combo that had been manifested, which ended the granting of sports gear to the newly transformed human.

   As Legion continued to rub the man's head, their actions were steadily draining away his concerns. The ghosts (well, demons more accurately) removing his thoughts of a former identity, a former life, anything that could be traced back to those things. Nothing for this man to worry about, his only concern being those that his current life would give him. But there was nothing to worry about at all… That's what they were telling him after all, and after one last bit of inner turmoil he believed it.

   The headache subsided and Gunzo blinked his eyes, the left one now the same red as the right. "U-urgh, that was… weird. Don't think I've ever gotten a headache like that before…"

   He felt one of Legion's ghostly hands rub his back in reassurance, the rugby player smiling in response. "Thanks, dudes! Glad you guys got my back!"

   A separate Legion gave him a thumbs up. Nodding in acknowledgement of it, Gunzo remains focused on the spectral entity as he makes his way to the entrance and opened it. Unfortunately his lack of focus on what's in front of him causes him to collide with someone as he leaves.

   "Oof- a-ah, sorry!" Gunzo apologized, a little panicked at the sudden collision between him and this other guy.

   The other guy just stepped back a bit, also noticeably startled. "No, it's alright! Was a little worried someone else was going to be occupying this for a while…"

   "Ahh, sorry if the wait was a bit… can't even remember why I was in there…"

   The other guy tilted his head. "Riiiight…"

   The two then part. Gunzo makes his way down the hall as the guy he bumped into walks into the bathroom. Unaware to both of them, this interaction had given the second party a weird feeling of bloating being caused by his stomach seeming to get fatter. His shirt also was getting a few splotches of blue as well… but that was a problem for him to deal with.

   On the other hand, Gunzo made his way down the hall before his peripherals caught the sight of something on a nearby bench. Turning his head out of curiosity he found a protein drink bottle beside a backpack. For some reason his brain registered both as his own.

   "Oh, can't believe I almost forgot these!" He walked over to the bench and hauled up the backpack to his back before picking up the bottle. He eyed the bottle in suspicion however, but that only lasted a few seconds before he shrugged it off. "Should be enough to hold me over during practice," he commented before going about his day…

[fanterfane]

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Comm - Reversal of Fortunes (TF/TG/Life Swap)

This week's TFTuesday comm comes once again from @Chesshire88, whose live shows are a real treat to experience for yourself! Still, when I had the chance to attend one, I never anticipated just how literal that would be... #TFTuesday #TFEveryday #TF #Transformation #TSF

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[hdittus01]

You Woke up as a Girl this Morning!?【ch. 12】

I’ve really been slacking on uploading these to Tumblr. Getting back on that in the leadup to the release of volume 1 of WUAAG (keep tabs to learn how you can get that when I finish making it.)

It’ll have a lot of bonus content only in the book so look forward to it.

[paintedteddy]

Masked Men Mayhem (Simon “Ghost” Riley and “Konig TF TG)

MDNI Because this story has:

- Swearing

- Mentioning of male and female private parts

- Moaning

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Samara went to the clothing rack where all the guests put their jackets.

19-year-old Samara Johnson was never a party girl herself, she is more of what people describe as a casual girl. When she’s not doing homework that is very-very-long-cuz-it’s-fucking-college bitch, she would be reading books, or play games like Stardew Valley, or Animal Crossing. Just your basic calm lifestyle.

Samara just joined the party because it’s her roommate’s cousin’s birthday and she decided to try some change in pace for once.

She looks around and sees the party guests playing Call of Duty.

“Hey, Sam!” Her roommate, Kailey calls out to Samara. Kailey Kurtis is the Ultimate Extrovert, going out to the latest party, always having a fun conversation in mind and overall a really fun person to be around.

“Oh uh, hey Kailey…I was just about to-“

“Sam, I need…”

“Leave.”

“Why?”

Sam felt embarrassed.

“Nevermind, what do you need?”

“Follow me”

You know…this might be interesting, Sam thought, I hope I’m right because if it’s not interesting, I’m just wasting my time.

“Open your eyes.”

Samara opens her eyes to see two masks.

One is a ski mask with a skull in which the eyes are supposed to go, six thin line are drawn under the skull while two thick lines are on the top of the skull piece.

The other looks like a blanket with two holes. Said two holes have a red triangle underneath them.

“Kailey, what are those?”

“Oh, these are masks that two of the characters from Call of Duty,” I thought we could wear them before we give him you leave.

Huh, Randy’s still getting presents. Sam thought.

Kailey hands her the skull mask.

“Okay Sam, three, two, one!!!”

The two put on the masks and both look in the mirror.

“Damn, this looks so cursed!”

“Heh, I know ri- ugh…”

Samara clutched her stomach. “God, it hurts…”

Samara didn’t know what to do, her abdomen was burning in immense pain.

Samara moved her right hand vertically. She begins feeling a…two…four…oh did she just.

Samara looked up and see Kailey been through the same change as Samara was.

“Oh, oh fucking god…” Kailey placed her confused hand on the bottom of her six pack and slowly made her way on to her D cup bosom, pain and pleasure began mixing up as she clutched her breast.

Kailey looks down and notices her tit. The fat on her chest began to stiffen to the point that her tits don’t feel like stress balls.

“Holy-“ Sam begins to feel a burning sensation on her chest. Her tits aren’t that big, size a. But then started to swell, going from A size to the pec size where it prominent beneath a shirt.

Samara placed a hand on her/his right leg, it just…feels so hot. Samara let out an erotic moan as she gave her a newfound man boobs a little squeeze.

Samara tried to take the mask off but it wouldn’t budge “Kailey, where did you get those masks from?”

“I-I can’t remember b-but they’re from the same store.” Kailey was probably too aroused to speak. Samara thought.

Samara looked at her arms to that they are now getting more thicker and muscular. Samara also feels her sleeves tighten to the point that they are just ripping.

Samara heard the sound of Kailey whimpering and looked up to see that Kailey had a little growth spurt, so little that her hello kitty shirt looks more like a tank top. Samara looks down to see Kailey’s now gorgeous abs now exposed to the bathroom light. Sam couldn’t help but blush over the sight of the six pack. Fortunately Sam thinks, Kailey was looking at the abs with lusty look in her eyes. “You look kinda…” Sam paused at the sound of her voice deepening a bit, but then finished her sentence. “Kinda hot.”

Kailey looked at Sam. The stare was both a mixture of lust, confusion, and nervousness,

Kailey groan as pain began surging through her thighs, the have become more thicker and harder but the most interesting part about this is the crotch. Kailey put her right hand on the area between her legs.

“Oh~ oh, fuck, fuck,”

“Kailey, everything is gonna be- oh my…fuck~”

Samaran covered her mouth with confusion, herhis hand went to her crotch Oh…oh god…Samaran’s mind was racing. God, this new pleasure is to much. She finally let go and finally analyzed what was going on the event she(?) and Kailey(?) put the masks on. She’s …she…he’s a man now.

Samaron’s hand goes up and touches her aching jaw. His jaw begins to feel more square and masculine.

As Samaron looked at Kailey, he (Kaileng) was caressing his new cock right in front of Samara. When Kailey looked at Samaon he stopped doing it as he saw Samara looking at him. Kaileng then, looks away from the confused Samaon. Shaking a little.

Samaon doesn’t care though, he was feeling a little dizzy.

“So that’s the skull boy you said could kill ya in a flash,”

“Don’t go near him”

“Already there, and I ain’t even dead, I mean just ust look at him, he’s wear the most skimpiest outfit God has ever seen,”

Skimpy? Skull boy? Where’s Kai…who’s Kai…nevermind. Samaon lift his head up and scanned the area, explosions, deaths, war…wasn’t he supposed to be used to it.

“What do you mean skimpy?” Samon looked up to see a soldier standing right in front of him while Samon was sitting. He looked around his area. His eyes darted to a gun. The next thing you know, he picks up the gun, points it at the man, and pulls the trigger.

Samon picks up the gun and runs to the nearest washroom.

The washroom reeks of grimy flesh and compost. It looks like the type of place you would see in you would see in a stereotypical haunted house horror film.

He ripped off his now-really-tight clothes. He looked in the mirror and saw a really hot man in a mask… shirtless right in front him.

He groaned in pain as scars formed on his body. Scars that were so familiar to him. from those time where he was tortured?

After the scar was fully formed, his eyes darted to the mirror, the sight of his hot body that had been formed when he began to put on the mask. The body in which he had for a few minutes after it fully formed started to feel…familiar to him.

His hand reaches to his right pec, it’s…bigger than he thought. The soldier gave it a squeeze…arousal surges through his new body. “Oooh~ Fucking hell~,” he moans under his breath. “My- my voice…,” it was really deep, and is it… British?

He took his other hand, placed it on his left pec, and give it a gentle squeeze, even if it’s gentle, that darn thing still worked a punch.

He kept masturbating, exploring his new body parts that he gained during his transformation. Moaning and groaning.

When the soldier finished, a military uniform started to strap on his new body.

New (and traumatizing) memories started to form. Samara Johnson is gone… all that remains is a Ghost.

A female voice called on his walkie talkie.

“Ghost?”

“Present Laswell.”

“Meet me, Price and Gaz at the helicopter,”

“Roger.”

[cutiepie384]

Leah turn into Corey riffin ftm mc tf tg

[itsmetord]

What if kyunshii Transform into Corey Riffin

For @rhyliethecaterfly @lizzietherwbychibifan @sweetnekoheart @sakiohappynoi

Credit to @rhyliethecaterfly

[jacetilde]

(Octransfur 2023) - Reverse

"I didn’t realize she was gonna turn us into those animal crossing characters like that..." "Haha!~ Man, you being Audie was fun!~" "we going home yet" Aftermath of a AC birthday party from a bit ago, all TFs reversed and undone, with the two guests revealed to have also been TF'd! Struggled a bit coming up with something for this, had a bit in mind but ultimately settled on this. The idea being reverse representing both the undoing of the TF and a revealed role reversals in personality with the Audie and Apollo, I place too much thought into this lol