#thembo anon

[uroboros-if]

ROs on a scale from nerd to thembo?

Salvatore - Thembo. They're under a lot of pressure to be smart, but it's a struggle! They just want to do good by people.

Luciel - Nerd. Likes to collect and observe things just for the fun of it. On rare occasions, they can go on a tangent about things they like.

Ciocana - Closet nerd, also likes to observe things and study them from afar, but they will never admit it. Also monologues at times.

Alessi - Thembo. They're a little head empty, especially when it comes to things they're really passionate about. While they can be rational, and have to be as a leader, they have a lot of emotions... all the time. Aside from that, however, it may just be due to their lack of formal education.

Super fun to think about! Thanks for asking 🥺♥️

[spearxwind]

fishy mers do have the advantages of being built for water travel and thus are probably more flexible tho. plus yanno. they bitey

OF COURSE,,, they are certified creatures i love them very much

[knchins]

Drakens dick

Ugh Anon when I got this ask last night my brain was already turned off to the day and I just now have time to get to it so sorry for the delay!!

I love this artist so much, I've seen a few more of their works and adlkfja;ldfka;lsdjkf they all make me melt every time.

He's just so pretty and strong and big and tough and wonderful ;o; my heart can't take it.

This piece really helped inspire my Draken Rockstar!AU piece I did back in October

[pagan-dreamwalker]

❤

*giggles* um thanks

[i-drop-level-one-loot]

Xyleth had me giggling n kicking my feet likeeee ok big man 😘 “trying to make me jealous little one?” GAJRLCIWOENDLS tbh the whole planet messing around w/ thembo reader was so peak,,, if it’s too much to ask could we hear more about them 🙇

Alright, dear Anon ❤️

I'm so sorry, I know you asked this a long time ago now (I've been so busy omfg), but I did just post a mini sexy drabble for my beefy boy and thembo Reader ❤️

But just for you, here's some extra seasoning ❤️ thank you for your patience ❤️

Even the most overt flirtations go right over (Reader's) head. Everything that Xyleth does is instantly chalked up to "cultural differences", and it is always a shock whenever someone explains to the barbarian that, no, this was not a platonic gesture.

Everyone in the village adores Xyleth's mate, and finds great humor in watching them lose their mind over simple concepts.

(Reader), returning to Xyleth's tent with their arms full of food: Everyone's so nice here! They all kept congratulating me on becoming your friend haha :)

Xyleth, bursting with love: Oh, what do you mean by that?

(Reader): Well, they all kept saying "Congratulations to our leader's mate"!

Xyleth, smiling: :)))))))

(Reader): ...What?

I feel like Xyleth would absolutely love children, although whether it be by gender or species differences, he would certainly propose adoption. Because for Xyleth, it wouldn't be the act of biological procreation, but raising the finest warriors of any species alongside his most favored warrior, (Reader) ❤️

Also, Xyleth and Thembo! Barbarian have the best relationship I think of any of my characters, because any controlling, weird behavior of Xyleth's is just completely misunderstood by (Reader), so there aren't many opportunities for (Reader) to feel fear or discomfort.

Xyleth, standing with a giant statue of (Reader) in the middle of the village: And for you, my mate, I've commissioned this piece to preserve your strength and beauty for all time~

(Reader), looking saddened: Are my delts really that small..?

Xyleth: I will behead the artist immediately.

(Reader), happy again: Nah, bro, you don't have to do that! That first means I have to work out harder! You wanna help me get these arms looking statue worthy?

Xyleth: I fucking love you.

[honey-minded-hivemind]

I hereby declare Cave Bear!Reader is!

A himbo

Cube Anon

A thembo... Huh...

Yeah, they kinda have that vibe, don't they-

They're like a a peach if it became a person, or if chocolate was a personality type. They're nice, they're friendly, they're shy, and they do their best to be gentle, to the point others would start doing anything they wanted just to hear their laugh or see their eyes light up like a Christmas tree-

Who wouldn't want to be friends with a tall, sweetie-pie of a bear/tiger/lion/badger mutant? A crazy person, that's who! What's not to love about this sweet bby?

( @vivid-bun and @thewickedweiner Okay, team, shall we explore more Cave Bear Creed Reader and an au or two for them? I myself don't mind using them for thr Meet Me In The Woods au or the Little Feral au, but what do y'all think? @danni1323 and @crowwithguns what do y'all think, too?)

[hana-no-seiiki]

well now that your ocs have been brought to my attention I can’t stop thinking about them 😭 so that led me to think about if justin and reader were dating before, doesn’t that mean everyone was trying to kill him too?

I answered this thrice and every time it got deleted for absolutely no reason.

Tumblr. Why?

I’m not mad anymore just tired 😭 This happened to my Batfam x Deadpool reader + other drafts too wtf

Thank you for your curiosity over my babies though anon! It gave me the motivation to write this several times over lmfao

warnings: mentions of dick size, tons of justin (yandere ex & jock) slander, slander towards filipinos cause i hate my fellow countrymen sometimes, attempted murder, cheating (by reader)

[ previous ask for context ]

So, Justin is pretty smart. He knew what he was getting into from the beginning. He knew the risks. He knew that he’d potentially get killed.

His archetype is morseso based on the bad boy who’s smart rather than the usual jock. I’m thinking of making someone else the himbo or even making a bimbo/thembo but we’ll see.

So, despite his grades being rock bottom due to the Yan! Faculty, Yan! Student Council, and Yan! Rich Students teaming up to end his academic life, they can’t change his wrinkly brain.

Justin prepared every meal of his (male wife material fr fr) and shared them with you to squash any attempts at poisoning.

He got buff(er) and attended Aikido + Boxing lessons to help defend himself when he’s apart from you.

Did I mention he’s like, the tallest, buffest dude in school? (Which isn’t a huge achievement in a school set in my universe’s version of the Philippines.)

( Fun Fact: Midnight Darling is set just a little south east of The Guest is God )

Canonically speaking, my character design sketches of him is just the genderbent version of the mc. Albeit his fashion sense included less b l a c k and is leaning more to the basic sports for brains guy style. So he technically is on equal footing with you in everything if not excels more.

But he’s unfortunately late to the party.

And he gets slandered to hell and back every single day.

I mean, if they can’t kill him in the physical sense, might as well emotionally damage him til he breaks, right?

Your poor goons had to pull a lot of strings and delete so many goddamn posts about him. Many rumors and articles were about his appearance, his terrible grades and how he’s definitely not worthy of you. A lot of those posts shit on his dick size.

Your goons mostly did it for your approval, they couldn’t care less about him. They also made sure to destroy the social lives of those that questioned your decision to date him. Sure, they sooner want him dead and all, but arguing against the decision of your being was utterly disgraceful. Horrid to even think about doing.

In addition to all that, you had to publicly cheat on him just to lessen some of the blows. He has received so much footage of you being with someones else that people have begin to add that he likes getting cucked to all the rumors that has piled up.

And don’t get me wrong, most if not all your harem are down bad masochists, but it still hurts seeing you with someone else.

Yeah, Justin would have already lost his sanity with the shit he has to deal with everyday if he were anything close to normal.

[heartfullofleeches]

Anon Asked: [Rookie cop and Spencer during his gang leader days- I need Spencer getting "caught" by rookie and flirting while getting handcuffed for the 10th time. I'm split whether I want an exasperated or oblivious thembo reader.]

(Reader is a bit of both. Brief blood mentions)

-

A disturbance call comes in.

It isn't from dispatch. It's not even from your radio. The call comes in directly from your phone from a number you know well by now. You could write a detailed map to the location right on the napkin carelessly cascaded on the top of your food. The mall on the otherside of town.

If you hurried, maybe you could finish your lunch on the way to the subject's house.

-

Pulling up to the scene, the subject sits on the curb outside the mall with his hands folded and eyes scanning the parking lot. He fixes his collar and scrapes specks of dried blood off his face as your patrol car rolls over the speed bump leading into the lot and rolls up to the curb. The security guard watching over him gives him the side eye, which only makes him smile more.

"This is the last time I'm doing this for you."

"You always say that, but I'm feelin a little lucky today."

You step out of the vehicle and approach the two. Spencer lights up like a Christmas tree despite the swelling on his left cheek.

"Well look who it is. The officer who sent in applications to the wrong place, when that pretty face could be on posters. What brings you to our part of town?"

You turn your focus to the guard. "What happened this time?"

"Same as usual. Fight broke out, other guys got away. This moron sat down in the food court and ordered a corndog before we pieced two and two together."

"Got you one too, but they wouldn't let me bring it with me. How about a movie this weekend to make up for it?"

"Got it. I assume the cameras are still out and there were few witnesses?"

"Like I said."

"Alright. I'll just take him home for now then. Next time would you just ban him or something?" You snag your cuffs from your belt and look over to Spencer. "Gonna make a run for it this time?"

He holds out his wrists. "Nah. I want spend as much time with you as I can, plus you have good taste in jewelry."

You help him to his feet and cuff his hands behind his back. As he stands, Spencer makes sure to slide up close to you as he can, damn near stealing each breath you exhale as his chest collided with your vest. You pay no mind as his head fall on your shoulder while you work on the restraints, having some difficulty due to not making him turn around. Why you did things that way is beyond you.

You walk him over to your car and put him in the back. Spencer's jovial expression tumbles as you head up front. "I can't join you up there?"

"Quiet." You pull out of the parking lot and back onto the main road, signal lights kept off as you head in the direction of his father's house. Hearing movement across the leather seats, you can feel his eyes drilling holes in the back of your head. That was his favorite thing to do with you. Stare. The first time you met he studied you for what felt like days, likely deciding on whether he'd throw the brick in his hand at you, or unbeknownst to you - if he had just fallen in love.

It makes you wonder how many slaps on the wrist you had given him. His sob stories about home and the good he was capable of always lead you to listening to your moral code rather than law's.Sure you were close in age, but you had so much more responsibility than him and he was still under your protection despite the trouble he's caused.

"I got a new address you can drop me off for next time. Just signed a lease for an apartment near dad's place. You looking to move anytime soon?"

You look at his bloody close from the mirror. "Are you hurt?"

Spencer's heartrate increases. Finally. "Didn't hear you properly, officer."

"Are. You. Hurt."

He bites the wall of his cheek. "Definitely."

You take a detour on a side road and reach into the glove compartment. Retrieving the first aid kit stashed away, you round to the back of the car and kneel to take care of Spencer's wounds as you open the door and he slides forward. His lip is split, mouth bloody, and the bruise on his cheek purplish. You dab some alchohol on some swabs and take his chin your head. The blood rushes to his head and other extremities.

"You're so reckless.." You gently pat his broken lip with the cotton. Spencer doesn't flinch from the burn. In fact, the sting makes the experience more thrilling. A small jolt of electricity to the already electrified hunger in his chest. Seeing his own blood on the swabs and the bloody fluid rolling onto your fingers has him fantasizing about just about gorgeous you'd look covered head to toe in it. Clean his wounds with your tongue and show off that stunning smile with red stained teeth. Settle down - common sense warns. He can't be getting so excited and you haven't had your first date yet.

You patch up his outer injuries with bandages and restart the commune to his house. You uncuff him and wait for him to walk up to the porch, but his lingering eyes tell you that he wants you to come with. Spencer wants to spend you off with a hug, a kiss - the keys to his heart and all his mortal possessions, but he settles for a handshake to be polite.

"Its been a pleasure, Y/n. I'd said I hope we could see each other in different situations and maybe in each others bedroom, but that's more of a promise."

"Right. I suppose be nice to see you anywhere other than the back of my car." Bye, Spencer."

You return to your car and turn on the radio as you climb behind the wheel, but something in your back pocket keeps you from sitting comfortably. It's a golden watch, a bee engraved on its frame. The horrible realization weights on you as a real call phones in. The fight wasn't just an excuse to see you -

It was only a distraction.

[souji-upseta]

yo my name is nyx, it's my birthday today (2/3). my birthdays have sucked SHIT the past few years for reasons that are depressing—

—cringe is also dead, i killed her myself, and i'm still grieving her loss. its been very hard for me—

—since i am the protagonist of Me and can do st abt this, this year i turn 31, and i will at some point turn 31.4, with all of this in mind, what do i want for my birthday? i'll tell you:

to talk about homestuck.

i'll do that, anyways, but you'd be doing me a gift by giving me a prompt to follow, and to feel slightly more validated in my inability to shut up about my hyperfixation.

so i'm asking YOU to talk about homestuck with me.

talk to me abt homestuck? ask me my headcanons. my thoughts. my relationship to the work. tell me yours. expect nothing that's profound, and plenty that's stupid.

i'm even turning anon on, for the first time in 6 fucking years. where making this happen.

this never expires btw. today is my birthday, but, for story purposes, let's say that it's still my birthday after it isn't, bc i will still want and, if i am honest, NEED you to talk to me about homestuck for years onward. i'm very metatextual like that.

i get the feeling it's going to be a long day.

>Nyx: Be the other guy.

You are now the other guy! What will you do?

>Web Tumblr User: Inbox Tumblr user souji-upseta?

>Mobile App Tumblr User: Do that, but hyperlink is unavailable?

=(n×∞)>

FOURTH WALL BREAK!

you are now nyx again, and i am now me, and i need to exposit some lore.

as in, some starting points to get u going, since "homestuck" is a very broad subject:

•i'm a massive massive slut for the epilogues and post canon content/hsbc. pesterquest is too good for this gay earth.

•dirk is my fav, ALL of the dirks, all of them, and it isn't even close. my fav relationship is the canon platonic/familial one between dirk and dave. i fucking love the striders. dave is my 1.5th fav.

•im more invested in dave's relationship to corndogs (and corn dogs) than you even know.

•mspa reader is my second fav after the striders, bc they are a good thembo friendsimp and also bc they are me and they are You. i might be biased. i love You. i love me. i love us. we're fucking gr8.

•im pretty canon-compliant, so my fav ship is dirkjake as exes (for now), and my fav ship as not-exes is panquadrant (canon) davekat.

i'm also really fascinated by rosemary and would welcome more opportunities to learn abt and talk about them but if homestuck makes a statement about anything it's to let the women and the sapphic characters tell their story (thats a joke, talk to me abt them too)

•june eg(g)bert real.

•i'm fascinated by classpects and the applications of paradox space's classpecting and extended zodiac system when applied to real life, since our only experience of those fictional systems is in linear dimensions of spacetime, and our only experience of astrology is as a species that in-universe cannot experience the sign caste system the same way the fictional aliens that created our species in their own image do. skaia knows, but we sure as fuck don't.

•i'm a former prince of heart (2012-2020) and a current knight of space, and my aspect is light. that is a thing that actually makes perfect sense for the reasons i just said.

don't ask me about vriska serket or (vriska) serket. not bc i'm not willing to discuss dark or problematic characters (hello, lanque bombyx) but bc:

for one, she can speak for her damn self, and has, tyvm.

for two, talking at length about a problematic character in any positive capacity marks you as an enemy of the state if that character is a woman, and being an enemy of the state is way too much fucking pressure for me for reasons i already explained as soon as i told you i'm a knignt of space. i wouldnt make a very good enemy of the state. it'd be an unhealthy blackrom relationship to the detriment of us all.

for three, i can just give you all my opinions/headcanons on vriska that matter:

•JOHN HUGGING VRISKA IN HSBC YESSSSSSSSSS

•she's greasy and gross and unkept af but not unclean or unsanitary, like, she bathes, she smells fine, she changes her clothes, but she's got the troll crust punk aesthetic absolutely on LOCK. she doesn't comb her hair.

•it would have been funny if she did even more bad things

•aradia did nothing wrong. vriska did but the meme is funny even if someone needs to take that meme out back and shoot it for the good of humanity.

•she should beat up ultimate dirk, and my reasoning for that is bc that would, also, be really fucking funny if she did

•john has both punched her in the face and hugged her, and now that john has punched aranea in the face, all that's left is for june—i assume she will have come out of her egg(bert) by then—to hug aranea and complete the circle of stupidity.

•she is trans yeah but she doesn't wanna get into it, she doesn't have to, and neither do i.

•vrisrezi most important relationship in homestuck.

there. you already got me to talk about vriska at length, and you didn't have to try. moot issue.

[the-arcade-doctor]

A "bimbo" is a sexualized, conventually attractive woman that's often naive and unintelligent. The term was originally coined to refer to unintelligent or brutish men, but the definition and use case slowly changed over time.

A while after the term "bimbo" reached its modern definition, the term would soon end up adapted to "himbo".

A "himbo" is a conventionally attractive man that maxes out the three pillars of kindness, beefiness, and stupidity.

A "himbo" can be any gender, but has different versions for each gender considering that it is a portmanteau of "him" and "bimbo". Examples of these versions include "herbo" (also "fembo") and "thembo".

Thus, in conclusion, Jotette is a "bimbo" /nonderogatory and ZX is a "herbo".

[ jeheh, nice essay, anon. ] [ J:\\ ...HUH. ]

[drinkyourvillainjuice]

Ok, thanks for clarifying that, unfortunatly one of my mc(the one i refered to in my asks) is a sturdy as a rock, but sadly also comes with a rocks mental capacities.

Helloooo anon #58. We really are inching closer to 69. I wonder what will happen then. Maybe a new... art will be commission.... I wonder.... Oh no I don't! Because I know! Anyways, about knowing stuff, that's what my xife said:

"rock himbo/thembo/herbo rights!"

Love the fact xe said herbo instead of bimbo. Chef kiss.

[skgtp-vn]

While I do appreciate the Quirky, Sassy MCs that hate life and find the small joys, and I wouldn't hate this vn if it became a part of all that don't get me wrong, I am just a little tired of so many visual novels doing that.

Can't we have an MC who actually has a relatively good life with minor gripes- that isn't absolutely struggling financially with no family that's having to deal with shitty coworkers and bosses and can only cope with the little things like coffee or sweets- and instead have someone who's pretty happy with their life and just gets yeeted into a situation that they are completely unequipped to deal with but still tries to make the best out of their situation rather than being fueled by spite? Or maybe an MC that has the thickest skull imaginable and a non-weak body (a thembo, one might say) who can't seem to understand the danger they're in? Perhaps one that instead of having snappy comebacks just kind of flounders with social interaction and just kind of later goes ' Well Damn I wish I was in a game so I could have said something clever' or something like any of those? Not that you have to pick any of them, of course! This is just my thoughts!

Anon, I like the way you think!

[wxnheart]

A lot of people get the impression that Magnus the Red would want an equal, someone who's just as smart as he is. The two of them talking back and forth with witty dialog about scientific theories of the warp or whatever.

I however propose this instead: Magnus is a little bit of a stuck-up nerd who thinks he's the smartest person in the room at any given time even if he won't admit it. And would actually find a lot more joy in explaining interesting concepts to people, so he falls for someone who's just willing to sit there and listen and nod their head eagerly. They don't fully understand what he's talking about but they want to. Someone who loves to learn as much as he does but doesn't quite have the mind of a primarch and can't keep up with him.

I say this mostly because I think it would be absolutely adorable if everyone expected Magnus to go after someone as smart as he is, but in actuality it's someone who will just sit there and let him talk about his special interests, but genuinely hangs on his every word.

This is too cute, anon. I think Magnus tends to get really excited when talking about his interests but it's more subdued compared to, say, Lorgar.

I'd also like to add that it would be hilarious and surprising to everyone if Magnus' partner was a himbo/thembo of epic proportions.

Like to the extent that it would give even the Emperor pause.

[i-drop-level-one-loot]

So, for the very sexy anon that sent me this

I hope you see this ❤️ Because I agree, whole heartedly Thembo under the cut

CW: Small drabble, NSFW, light hearted dub-con with thembo!Reader

Poor little barbarian, completely unaware that they were having sex until Xyleth was about to cum.

Being carried to his tent was the most exciting moment of the young warrior's life. They struggled against the children of the monstrous clan, so to have a chance to take on Xyleth, the most physically intimidating of the village, was an opportunity that filled (Reader) with both pride and adrenaline.

Within the tent, (Reader) was set on their feet, and they began stretching, smiling giddily.

"Ah, I shall not go easy on you, despite our difference in species.." The giant smirked down at his human, admiring the defined muscles of their exposed arms. "You should remove your clothing beforehand, so we do not ruin your outfit.."

"Oh!" The beautiful dummy gasped. "That's smart!"

In their naivety, (Reader) undressed in front of their mate the leader of the tribe without a second thought, unaware of the meaning behind the subtle thumping of his tail.

Xyleth was pleased to watch as they stripped down completely to the nude, having anticipated that they would have stopped at their undergarments.

'My little mate knows how to tease me in such a lovely way!'

As Xyleth became uncontrollably aroused, the naked human before him marveled at the cultural differences between the two species. However, wrestling nude made complete sense, and (Reader) wondered why none of the others suggested it earlier.

The two squared off, feet spread and hunched. An oddly flat tongue ran across Xyleth's teeth as he was given a perfect view of his exposed love.

(Reader) made the first move, smiling maniacally as they launched themselves forward towards the hulking beast towering above them. As their hands collided, the human slid back from the force of their struggle against Xyleth, who didn't flinch in the slightest.

Every move (Reader) made was wrong.

Every action they took against the leader made it harder for him to keep the "foreplay" (as he thought it to be) going. Their actions displayed their strength in the most attractive of ways, they pushed themselves against his claws to the point of sweating, filling the tent with their scent, and worse of all, they kept complimenting him.

Genuine comments such as "Man, I'm lucky to get this chance!", and "Damn, I knew you were strong, but this is impressive!", caused the chuckling man to nearly cry with the amount of love he felt for his mate, physically feeling his adoration for (Reader) in his chest.

Unable to contain his lust, he grappled (Reader) and spun them to the ground, wrapping the struggling warrior in his arms and legs, pinning them onto the previously strategically placed mats.

Sex education was a thing taught in (Reader's) community, but when they felt something painfully large enter their body, they didn't instantly connect the dots; being so focused on the fight that they laughed through the pain, still battling with all their might to release themselves from Xyleth's grip, wondering what kind of fighting style this was.

"Ah, fuck! That hurts.. You're really good at this!" The panting, dark red barbarian praised the victor, which for some reason made the pain harder and faster as whatever it was that Xyleth inserted began ramming into them.

Xyleth was grunting on top of (Reader), fucking the clueless human like an animal. In his mind, he was marking them as his mate, ready to bond the two of them as life partners. However, the wet mess getting railed under the monster was slowly becoming more and more embarrassed. (Reader) felt an orgasm building inside their tight body, and was scared to ask Xyleth to stop. How shameful it would be, to get turned on by a friendly sparring match!

"Xyleth, you- you win!" They stuttered out, barely able to speak while holding in their moans as pleasure assaulted their nerves. "Tapping out, buddy!"

"Why?" He chuckled while licking the shell of (Reader's) ear. "You're so close to cumming.."

"Huh-?"

The sensation of thick cum painting their insides brought about (Reader's) own climax, forcing it out of them as Xyleth continued thrusting into them, filling them to the point where it was spilling out, smacking loudly and wetly between their connecting hips as it leaked out of (Reader's) twitching hole and dripped down their thighs.

"What a good little mate you are.." was purred as the monster planted soft kisses across their jaw and earlobe, keeping himself deep inside of his new mate as he collapsed.

"Huh??"

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Gotta agree with Cube Anon, Cave Bear Reader is def a thembo.

They're not dumb, but they def give off the vibes of a character who can't really read social cues or like...really subtle signals. They deal with things better when people give them information or instructions directly, instead of implying what they want Cave Bear Read to do. I think it's probably got them in trouble in the past. The adults probably thought they were being willfully ignorant when in reality Cave Bear Reader was just doing their best.

Exactly.

It's not that Creed Reader isn't smart. They just can't pick up subtley or social cues or sarcasm. But they learned to figure out when others were making fun of them, and how to tell whem to stop talking or when to start giving others space. Some lessons had painful teachers or classes... and Creed Reader doesn't want a repeat of it...

(They do like reading, they're just very picky about what they read. Any books about nature and animals are happily read, while those about people are usually ignored. If they can, they'll hug their old stuffed animal with them under a blanket, so they feel safer/calmer)

[e-m-p-error]

dumbfuck pill for Alastor please?

Trials in Tainted Space Transformative Items Magic Anons

Dumbfuck Pill - Causes the consumer to become a himbo or a bimbo, depending on gender identity.

Small note: My Alastor's relationship with his gender is very complicated and so he shall be a Thembo for the duration of this M!A.

[ Alastor ]

There had to have been something in his drink.

Alastor felt sick the second he'd finished his whiskey on the rocks. There was an odd tingling that started in the base of his skull, but before he really had the chance to do anything about it, it was like everything just shut off. A thick static permeated the air around him as he fell to his knees in his bedroom, hands hitting the floor before he was face down, ass up.

Speaking of his ass, it bloomed beneath his long, fluffy tail until his hips were unnaturally wide and thickly padded. His thighs beefed up enough to rip through his pants, leaving them in tatters as he gasped his way through the change. Everything throbbed, ached, and trembled as he felt his cock growing, plumping up like the rest of him.

His chest ballooned out, filling his shirt until it joined his pants, and as he finally started to come back into his body, he scrambled to shed his clothes. Everything was too hot, everything was too tight. Sitting on his knees, finally, with them spread wide, naked, and panting, the stag's eyes returned from dials to their usual red-on-red color scheme.

It took him a few minutes to find something in his closet to wear, and then to get into it, but it was at least cool and comfortable. The lace bodice was usually kept for wearing in private, or beneath his clothes. It was embroidered with beautiful red roses, and the sides were held together with vibrant red silk ribbons. It did its best to hold his cock back from the world, but with its new size, it was just too much for the poor sheer fabric.

With his hooves clicking on the floor, he glided through the door into the hallway of the hotel, seeking out the other residents. He didn't want to be alone anymore! With his plump, red-stained lips and his pretty eyeshadow, he looked too good to be left alone!

"Hellooooooooooo~? Anyone hoooooooooome~?"