#mind change

[transformation4life]

Looking The Part

Jerome wasn't know what he was expecting when he was dragged into attending a costume party in the middle of December. His friend Jake, practically begged him to come and he couldn't say no to his puppy dog eyes. The theme was weird too. "Dress up as the Job you wanted as a kid." For Jerome, he wanted to be a doctor. The thought of saving lives was really appealing to the young child, before reality hit him with all its down and the thoughts of constantly being around dying people became way less appealing once he experienced real life. Even so, he felt obligated to follow the theme and bought some doctor's outfit that even came with some work appropriate hat and shoes off some online store. It was crazy cheap too and here Jeremy was, staring at the uniform on his bed right before he needs to head to the party. "Let's get this over with..." He starts stripping down into just his underwear and starts putting the clothes on.

Jerome slid the pants over his legs, pulled the shirt over his head, put on some bracelets and put the cap on. To his surprise, they were a bit big on him. "I thought I got this in my size... Ugh whatever time to get to the par-" Jerome froze. It felt like his body just stopped moving and it felt like he couldn't move his body at all besides his face. "What the hell?!?!" He said to himself. But that's when the fun began. Jerome felt a quick jolt of pain hitting his entire body as his face scrunched in pain. It subsided eventually and that's when Jerome saw it. Jerome's body was... growing. Jerome could hear the snaps of his bones as he looked to his left arm bulging. growing. becoming much more meatier than it used to be. Now it looked like one thick tree branch with veins visibly covering the arm. He looked to his right and saw that his right arm now mirrored his left. "I-Is this making me muscular? W-Why?" Jerome spoke out. He still couldn't move and the transformation kept going. Jerome's torso underwent its own transformation as any fat on his stomach was evaporated leaving a flat stomach that gained six sexy bulges. Jerome's flat chest was flat no longer as two massive chugs called pecs adorned him now. To top it off, his torso gained a v-shape. Next up was Jerome's lower half as it instantly gained a lot of bulk. His legs becoming thick and beefy and his feet growing a couple sizes larger. It's a good thing he wasn't wearing the shoes yet. The next to last change was Jerome's ass becoming bigger and much more bouncy. What seemed to be the final piece of the transformation was Jerome's face as it became much more Brazilian in appearance while his skin gained a minor tan. The transformation stopped by thickening his vocal cords and letting Jerome free.

Jerome looked down at himself. He couldn't believe his eyes. He just turned into a brazilian stud in mere minutes. "O que havia nestes-" (What was in these-) He put his hand over his month. Did he just speak Portuguese?

"Como vou explicar isso para Jake?" (How am I going to explain this to Jake?) Jerome certainly couldn't go to the party looking like this. But how how would he change back?

But before Jerome could think further, he subconsciously lifted his right arm, flexing it. That instantly gave Jerome a hard on, which in turn made his cock grow inches longer. The fabric on the shirt even started to rip.

"Eu poderia me acostumar com isso..." (I could get used to this…) While pointing at the rip.

After Jerome said this, the final changes began. Small little hairs appeared on Jerome one by one until a thick forest on his torso and pecs. Tattoos above his left pec and left arm sketched themselves onto Jerome and for the piece of resistance, a luscious beard of facial hair grew onto Jerome's face as well as his hair becoming more professional. There even seemed to be some greys sprinkled in, giving him a much more older appearance. And that's when the memories came flooding in. Jerome was no longer jerome, he was Ademir Pereira, a brazilian doctor. He started bodybuilding at a young age and it showed. Years of medical knowledge entered Ademir's mind as his apartment quickly changed into a luxurious house with multiple rooms and his bedroom became much larger to boot. Jerome was all but gone. Ademir settled into reality, looking around his room, wondering why he was in his hospital uniform so late at night, but then he heard his phone ring. He picked it up and saw a text from someone named "Jake" "Hey man, still coming to the party?" Ademir was confused. From what he could string of his limited knowledge of english, he never said he was going to a party with this "Jake". he had an early morning workout before work. He had no time for parties. "eu não falo inglês" (I don't speak english) he typed before putting his phone down again. The phone promptly changed into something much nicer than the dingy one he had before. With that morning workout in mind, Ademir was ready for bed. He threw off his uniform, bouncing his pecs before promptly sleeping.

The next morning at the gym, Ademir was ready to get his workout on. He spotted his workout buddy and waved. "Vamos trabalhar meu amigo!" (Let's get to work my friend!) He said before showing off his pecs to them.

"Nossa, Ademir, com esses peitorais, você realmente precisa de um sutiã!" (Geez Ademir with those pecs you really need a bra.) "Haha! Você realmente acha isso?" (Haha! You really think so?) Ademir laughed with confidence as he took his shirt off.

"Definitivamente. Mas chega de falar disso, vamos colocar seus representantes!" (Definitely. But enough about that let's get your reps in!) His friend said before reaching for his arm.

Ademir nodded, as they got to work on their routines for the day. After a couple hours. Ademir did a good flex in the mirror for all to see. This was the life! But he better get to work soon, those patents need him.

This was Ademir's daily routine. Work hard, workout hard, flex hard. He wouldn't any other life. Not to mention the upkeep on his social media which he also enjoys. Just recently he bounced his pecs to his viewers and they cheered, sending him hundreds of donations. Ademir was happy and that's all the mattered.

[thegreatpm1]

Decided to try out something new, it's kind of an experiment you can say plus i've been wanting to post some kind of comic just to test out how it looks.

So basically Gingerbrave finds a lolipop stick without the lolipop itself and as he grabs it, goo shoots out of the stick and surrounds him until he becomes Strawberry Cookie completely.

Let me know if you guys want to see more of this

[magicalgardenofhypnosis]

My Favorite Toy

“Hey Henry! Over Here”

“Oh! Can I help you?”

He is hit with a blast of light coming from my camera the flash stuns him as he stood still in the middle of the street.

“Thank you! I’ll take it from here”

“YES SIR!”

“Into the car Henry”

“Wwwwwaaaaaaahhhh”

“NOW!”

“Yes Sir”

“Do you love me?”

“Yes”

“Of course you do”

“Driver let’s go”

“Yes sir “

“We have time to keep “

“Kiss me! Henry”

“Yes Sir”

“Mean it, love me and show me”

“Oh God!”

“You feel so good”

“You are gay”

“No I’m not”

“Yes you are “

“Oh! I am of course “

“Hey babe”

“Sit on my lap”

“You are hot sir”

“Time to fuck”

“Hell yeah sir “

“Fuck me”

The end

[peaceposts]

Eat and drink but do not waste. The world produces enough food to feed billions of people, yet 830+ million people go hungry daily. Hunger is not inevitable but it is always man-made driven by a combination of armed conflict, economic shocks, climate extremes, poverty & inequality.

[eeeeeskckfr]

It’s for You! (Commander Tartar Tf) Mc FtM Anthro

(TW!: Needles)

Kacy held her head, trancing her hand over the stone wall next to her. Why did she agree to explore this stupid place with her friends? So far, she had gone down multiple hallways, read over multiple maps and so on. About an hour in this dumb place and still no sign of her friends.

Felt like the walls were twisting around Kacy actually.

It weirdly already felt like she had been there for years. How was that even possible??

“Come…on guys…! Where are you!?” Kacy shouted as loudly as she could. “HARRY! Mary! WHERE ARE YOU GUYS!?” Kacy yelled as loudly as she could and even smashed a random glass bottle to make a loud noise.

No response…

“Arrrgghhhh! When I get my hands on you guys for–!!” Ring…ring…ring…

Kacy paused. “Huh?” Kacy looked over. Sounded like a…a really, really old phone ringing…

Kacy wandered further into the subway, following the sound. It was rather distant.

As she walked, she came across multiple…what looked like blood bags full of a strange, bluegreen ooze that reminded her heavily of the mutagen stuff from an old show she used to watch. If that meant anything, she knew not to touch it. The sight of the needles sent heavy shivers down her back though. Never liked needles…

Soon enough, after passing through some turnsdials and a few empty railways, she found a completely empty platform. Climbing up, she found an old phone. A..really, really old telephone like she had expected the noise to have been coming from.

It was a large, metal box supported on a thin pole bolted to the ground. It had a large horn (possibly for speaking into) and a dispenser at the bottom that a paper was attached to. “Missing: Kacy Daniels”. Hm, strange, she had only been gone for an hour. It had a lever on the side and two, tiny bulbs that looked like eyes.

“Huh, almost looks like it has a face,” Kacy chuckled slightly, poking the middle of the telephone’s face. She grabbed the paper afterwards and quickly tore it up. “I’ve also only been down here for an hour…” Kacy grumbled, trying to think over the sound of the telephone still ringing extremely loudly.

“..You’re not going to stop ringing until I answer, hm?” Kacy grabbed the telephone’s receiver and put it to her ear. She didn’t…really know how she worked but she could try.

Kacy leaned slightly against the telephone (quickly discovering how sturdy it was) and listened.

“[SEARCHING FOR USER ID…] [USER 10,009 CONFIRMED]” Kacy raised a brow, “...what the…?” Kacy shook the receiver a little, asking it, “Hello? Who are you?” It didn’t answer her question, “Greetings, 10,009. Your current location is: Deepsea Metro Central Station.”

That wasn’t the name of the metro she entered…

“Who are you?” Kacy asked it again, hearing a slight rumbling in the back of the call. “INGREDIENT ACQUISITION COMPLETE” The end of the receiver started to rumble a little louder now, the end shaking in her hand. “REFORMING MATTER…” Kacy glanced into the receiver and tapped it a little. “What’re you talking about?? Why won’t y–!” A large stream of the bluegreen ooze shot into her face suddenly, covering her whole head in seconds.

“AUH!!” Kacy fell back, almost hitting her head on the platform.

The receiver hung down, bluegreen ink leaking out onto the platform.

“Y-YOU MEASLY PIECE OF METAL!” Kacy shouted at the phone and held her head. “Fuck! Oough…this’ll never wash off, will…” Kacy groaned, noticing a strange feeling overtake her nearly instantly.

Kacy lifted a hand, cupping her cheek. “Wh…What is this stuff d..doing to me??”

Kacy noticed how light headed she felt. She felt sick to her stomach.

Metal started to slowly spread over her body, starting at where the slime originally hit. A strange tingling sensation spread over her body as well. Kacy’s head began to pound as it started to take on a more rectangular shape.

“Mrrgh??” Kacy patted her nose, watching it turn into a large, funnel-like horn on her face. The metal kept spreading down her back. Kacy grabbed some of her hair. The strip she grabbed rapidly changed into a lever that Kacy wasted no time in spinning as the transformation continued.

Kacy could feel her insides change to robotic components. Blood into that strange, bluegreen slime that covered her head, veins into wires, and guts into batteries and gears. Strangely, it didn’t hurt. Not even slightly. In fact, Kacy felt calmed by the whole experience.

Her pink coat and purple shirt began to deepen and turn into a blue button up and white undershirt like one you’d find a train conductor wearing. A black bowtie wrapped itself around Kacy’s neck lightly. S…Snazzy? Point is, it looked nice.

The change reached Kacy’s hands, coating them in that ooze and hiding the hands underneath. Sh-...He would need gloves to cover those. It can’t have people connecting the dots between those blood bags and him. It couldn’t let those octarians figure out their fate before his blender was remade!

Kacy, what are you talking about? You don’t own a blender! …What’s an octarian?

[DELETING USER 10,009]

Installing Com.Tartar.exe…

“Rmmghh–! Blah…bllaahhh…” It tried to talk, noticing how dizzy it was.

The change continued further down as his blue button up gained coattails and his bland, normal jeans became short, deeper blue capris. His boring shoes became tall, black boots that his pants tucked into.

Booting up Com.Tartar.exe…

Tartar…?

Commander Tartar groaned, rubbing his head as it stood up and almost immediately fell back over. “Ggrrbbbrh–...blah..blaah…something’s wrong with…with my memory drive…and probably my circuits too…” Tartar cranked his switch slowly, grumbling as he did.

[RECALIBRATING]

“hello? hello? …hello?” Tartar started, testing his voice. Full of static.

[RECALIBRATING]

“Hello? Hello? Testing testing, 1, 2, 3!” Tartar moved his lever a little more until most of the static faded from his voice. “Good. Good. That’s much better..”

Commander Tartar stared up at the roof of the metro. Even from under the sea, in this cold metro, he could hear the sound of the fireworks outside. “..Happy New Years, Professor…” Tartar murmured, slowly sitting down against one of the support beams of the metro. “And to you, 10,009…” A cruel smile came to his face, “Thank you so much for supplying yourself to my cause…” He chuckled, adjusting his bowtie.

[transformation4life]

New Year New Ford

New year's Eve, 2023. 11:55pm. You were watching your local channel that had the New York Ball Drop. Like past new year's you were alone in your apartment. All your friends had got invited to parties besides you so here you were. However one of your friends handed you something interesting last you saw them. "I heard that if you blow the candle and make a wish right as midnight hits it'll come true!" Your friend said as he handed you a star candle.

It sounded like superstition but this year was rough for you as you found yourself unsatisfied with your life and your job so hey it can be worth a shot! You remembered that right before you went to watch the countdown you enviously scrolled Instagram to where you followed a concerning amount of bodybuilders. They seemed to have the perfect lives. Big beautiful body, a loving partner, sponsorships, and getting to show off. Just thinking about it makes you a lil' hard. One bodybuilder that you saw while scrolling caught your eye in particular. He looked so perfect... so large...

"If only I looked like him..." You mutter. Then you hear the people cheering on from 10 to 9 then 8 and so on. You look at the counter with the candle and a lighter and then the tv screen. It was a mad dash to light the candle and put it close to your face closing your eyes and speaking your wish. "I wish I was a bodybuilder with big huge muscles!" You blow out the candle right as it hit midnight.

You open your eyes again and find yourself looking the exact same. What a disappointment. Time for bed though you are very tired. You grab your green blanket and settle down on the couch as you snooze. Unbeknownst to you, your life was going to get a whole lot better.

As you slept, your body started to glow as your white pale skin became that of a bodybuilder tan for competitions. Your clothes evaporated from your body leaving you completely in the nude. Your body now started to expand in all directions. Your flat chest filled with meat and become thick pecs. Your arms became thick like trees. Abs popped in, shoulders becoming bigger, back widening. Your legs became thick and juicy like a drumstick. Your hands became calloused and worn and just a bit bigger. Your small pencil dick increase to a girthy 8 inches of a beer can while your adam's apple became more prominent and neck more thick. Your flat ass became large and bounced like a bubble. Your hair was cut into it was a buzzcut as your body physically aged. The transformation was now complete as you continued to rest. snoring in a much deeper tone.

As the morning came you were still fast asleep unaware that you had a completely new body.

You yawn as you awake not yet realizing your muscular body as you scratch your ass. You seem to forget that you were wearing clothes last night as you walk to your bathroom, letting your new dick dangle. You reach the mirror in the bathroom and rub your eyes and that's when you realize. "OH MY FUCKING GOD?!??!?!" You scream. You finally realized your body changed.

It wasn't long until you started to explore your new body, commenting on your new ass and big dick. While you tested out your new body the scenery around your bathroom became bigger and much more luxurious. In fact, Your entire apartment was remade into a much more massive house not that you knew this was happening. You just let your muscles captivate you. You closed your eyes and you put your massive arms to your head as you thought about your new life. As that was happening your bodybuilder tan slowly disappeared and a cross necklace wrapped itself around your neck and some workout shorts covered your member. No underwear though.

You eventually put your arms down as you realize you should probably check your phone to see if it changed in any way so you leave your bathroom completely blissful of the changes to both your house and bathroom. You head to your new bedroom and check your phone. Much to your surprise, there are notifications from many including dating apps. Seems like the new you gets around. You rub your head as you realize the reality of your new life is going to be a doosey.

As you ponder what to do next you feel something happening in your brain. You can feel your brain processing slowing down. Most academic knowledge you ever had being flushed down the metaphorical drain as it was replace with solely the need to bulk your already large body. You space out as this was happening and a little drool came out of your mouth before you snapped back to reality. The only thing on your mind now is to go to the gym and get RIPPED. So you grab the workout gear you suddenly now have and ride in your car to your favorite place in the world.

You arrive at the gym and scent of musk overwhelmed your nose and it felt like home. With it being the new year you see many new people but that doesn't stop your grind. You walk to the gym lockers and your instincts lead you to a locker with the name "Lunsford". You put your bag into the locker and get back to the gym floor. With ease and effort you work out for hours. You always loved that pump. After working out you adjust your sweaty tank and hand to the gym area with full body mirrors.

Once you arrived you immediately stripped into just underwear and socks and flexed. God you looked so good. You loved your body. You loved your life.

A few months later...

Your life has been such a breeze and you were invited to the beach with some bodybuilder friends you made over the months. In a cocky fashion you flex on the beach before stripping into your beach attire.

was only a matter of time until someone wanted a picture or a video of you. With the first person who asks you put on some shades you had in one of your pockets and put them on, only to take them off immediately after and wink at the camera.

"it's going to be a good year!" You say to yourself as you jog to the water with glee.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Hey everyone! Late new year story for ya! Hope this year brings you good fortune and fun! See you in the next story!

[azure-aeon-soulstar]

Talk about karma

6 Page Comic Commission for Tivadu

Capturing the Moment (2017)

[michael-the-rouge]

Do I have to say it?

[peaceposts]

VIPs have turned to alcohol as a coping mechanism for emotional turmoil. These influential figures encourage the individual to follow suit in seeking solace through alcohol consumption, leading to a cycle of dependency and negative coping strategies.

[chequerootlurks]

I love the additions! This is so informative; thankyou!

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[transformation4life]

Army, Man

Juan was your average guy before his life was changed forever. Decent grades at his dream college, but no friends to speak of. So when he received a letter to join the US army in his assigned mailbox Juan was very confused. "The army? They must joking." Juan spoke as he looked at the recruitment flyer in his dorm room.

Juan and being enlisted in the army sounded like a twisted joke to him. He was scrawny and could barely do one pushup in gym class. Either way, Juan noticed a number at the bottom of the flyer in big bold letters and some voice in his head was nagging at him to call it.

"I guess it wouldn't hurt. Maybe it'll be fun! Who knows!" So Juan grabbed his phone and dialed the number.

Some rings later and it sounded like a guy picked a phone. "Hey there, Name's Gruff, I'm assuming you're calling cause of the flyer you got in the mail, yeah?" Gruff's was deep and masculine. Definitely Juan's type but I bet he was straight.

"Y-Yeah! I thought I'd give it a shot since it's not like I got anything better to do!"

"That's the spirit man! Our army count has been real low due to... events so even one guy joining is great! But first I just need to ask you a few questions..." "A-Alright. Go on ahead..." Juan had to wonder what they would ask. "First question! Are you sure you want to join the army?" Gruff's tone was dead serious on this one and it shook Juan up a bit. "U-Uh... Yeah!" Juan was too far in to quit now at least that was his reasoning.

"Wonderful! Next question. How muscular are you?"

Juan frowned. As mentioned before, he barely had muscle and never went to the gym. Still, he felt the need to answer honestly.

"N-Not really sir. Sorry." "Haha don't worry about it! Alright that's all see you soon!" Gruff hung up before Juan could even say bye.

Juan was a bit shaken but that wasn't too bad. Juan pondered the interaction and something hit him. "Wait... I didn't tell him my address and he said he'll see me soo-" A wave of pain immediately hit Juan and he fell to the floor.

It wasn't before long Juan's body began to grow and get more muscular. Juan's arms became much beefier as his biceps were the size of sports balls. Six perfect abs popped onto Juan's stomach as his nonexistent chest began to inflate and become thick poppable pecs as his back expanded to support his new musculature making his tshirt real tight. Soon after, Juan's neck got thicker as his adam's apple was now ever more prominent than before as he gained some facial hair around his mouth. Juan's legs were next to grow as his thighs became much larger and his legs more defined as feet increased some sizes. Luckily Juan wasn't wearing any shoes but Juan's socks definitely didn't survive the growth. Some more minor changes appeared like a bigger dick and Juan's body aging physically. It's a miracle none of Juan's clothes ripped apart but it's not like it mattered anyway as Juan's apparel began to change.

Juan's graphic tee became more tough material and more generic as it became a dark green. It was still tight around Juan's figure though. Next up was Juan's pants as it gained a camouflage pattern and became cargo pants. A belt magically appeared and looped around the belt holes of his news pants as well as an army hat wrapping around Juan's head. Juan's socks were stitched back together and went a dark black and suddenly army boots were now being worn by Juan. The last change was an army tag appearing around Juan's neck saying "Juan Graham". Juan was now the definition of a buff army man.

Once the pain subsided and Juan regained his bearings he readjusted his glasses and looked at the mirror nearby. "What the- WHAT THE FU- Oh god, my voice... my EVERYTHING!" Juan was amazed but also scared. He gained muscles in seconds but how?

And before Juan could question things further, Juan's phone rang once again. Juan saw that it was the army recruit number. He concluded they must be involved so he answered the call.

"Hey Juan, ready for your first day?" It was Gruff again "First day? You did this to me, didn't you?"

"Not sure what you mean, but you agreed to join the army and we need you now." "But I don't even know anything about how to do anythin-" One more sound of pain hit Juan as memories of years of military training and gym workouts filled his mind. Everything he could ever need to be in the army was now in his brain. Juan now much more confident started a new sentence. "Nevermind. When does the car get here?"

"That's our Juan! Should be there soon. You can walk out and wait already." "Perfect. See you soon." Juan hung up and left his dorm and old life behind. It was probably for the best anyway. He much preferred being a beefcake army man than some twink in college.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------- Apologies for not posting for a couple months. I got major writer's block but here's a story for you guys hope you like it!

[o0kawaii0o]

Nico Robin 🌸

[batsandbirdsandothers]

growing numbers of the glowy-eyed Wayne’s AND Tim and Dick sneaking out:

[casserpillarr]

Spy what have you done..