Transformation - Tumblr Posts
Always the bridesmaid, never the bride...
Kat drank another glass, and her tits ballooned out again further, but she didn’t notice. She was busy in her reverie, getting solidly plastered and looking to get laid.
Most of the guests had gone, but Kat saw a candidate. She took another few swigs of the dark wine. It tasted good she thought, trying to read the label on the bottle as her swelling tits shredded the top of the dress.
She couldn’t make out the letters, but it didn’t matter. Kat had found it in the cellar, and it was all hers. She felt good, sexy, and by this point a fair bit more than tipsy. She approached her prize, who was sleeping and, draining the last third of the bottle in one thirsty rush, corked her mouth with the man’s cock.
It responded immediately, swelling huge in her mouth, and she grew instantly wet. Kat’s tits sank to the cool floor where she kneeled, and the hard man opened his eyes, which widened before her libido took control.
This was my dream. Growing enormous, beautiful breasts! I had always dreamed of it, and yet, now I had them well past the size of the palm of my hand... they weren’t enough.
I pleaded with the doctor. I needed them bigger. He didn’t understand, wouldn’t understand. I felt something growing in me, an intense desire. I decided to seduce him. I would make him make them bigger.
Soon enough, my tits were rubbing up and down on his meaty dick. I had never done this before, and it felt exciting as he thrust up against my ribs, my tits wholly enveloping his hard cock. My breathing was ragged as he tugged at my nipples, driving me on like a rider with his reins, willing me to tittyfuck him until he exploded all over me. My hands, just beneath his, jiggled the vastness of my boobs,
I could smell his cologne, could see the sweat gathering around the rim of his glasses, and he licked his lips, gasping with the pleasure I was bestowing unto his manhood. Yes, I wanted him to come all over me. it was no longer about getting what I wanted through this - this WAS what I wanted, what I had wanted all along. I knew it somewhere inside me.
His pleasure began to swell, and I held my breath, jerking my breasts up and down over his rock hard phallus with lightning speed. And then... he came. Gloriously, all over me; in my face, all over my tits. His hot spunk pooled in my cleavage, and I immediately began to rub it in feverishly, licking up hot streams of the white river. Then I pressed again, unrelenting, and another shuddering spurt ejected from his veiny penis, as it throbbed jet after jet, expending his enormous balls utterly.
And then... I began to grow again, as somewhere in the back of my mind I knew I would.
“The boys in my high school never figured it out. They couldn’t grasp how plain ol’ Lucy had seemingly overnight turned into a hot little number, but they didn’t care. They passed around the ‘secret’ nude pics that I strategically leaked to a football player and jerked off exactly as I wanted them to.
“You see, ever time a man cums while thinking of me, I get… well, better is probably the only way to describe it. Here I am, in my mid-twenties, and I’m absolutely gorgeous, and my doctor tells me I’m almost absurdly healthy – a nice long life and excellent health in my future.
“These tits? Oh, I was flat as a board growing up. My first boyfriend, bless his heart, was a horny little bastard, and right after we started dating I busted through three bras in a week.
“The effect is somewhat diminished the further a man is from me physically, but trust me, this pictorial will be plenty enough jerk material for men all around the country. Can you imagine it? I’m going to get thinner, my tits are going to get even bigger, my hips wider, and I’m sure my hair is going to just keep getting longer and silkier.
“I’ve been posting pictures on the internet, too, and that’s been doing wonders for my complexion. And my sexual response is through the roof – can you believe that it’s possible for me to have an absolutely amazing orgasm just by playing with my nipples for a few seconds? And actual intercourse is just mind-blowing.
“I really don’t think there’s any upper limit to how much I can improve this way. I’m already a lot stronger that I appear, by the way, and my mind has just been crystal-clear and sharp as of late. So who knows how truly amazing I can get.”
Never mind that she had just graduated with a PhD in a special branch of organic and biochemistry and molecular biology, because she was putting her talents to use in order to obtain ‘empirical evidence’ on a hypothesis she had suggested regarding whether size affected the pleasure scale.
Right now, however, she said she wanted to be your bimbo fuck doll, your own personal slut. Your feet motioned you forward as, wide-eyed, you saw her gain another three inches…
Her latest girlfriend, or victim if you wanted to call it that, sighed in pleasure, giving herself over to Valentina.
Valentina steadied herself as she was hit by a wave of pleasure. Maxine’s mouth caressed hers, pushing all that she was through it. The changes had already started.
Val’s hair extended, pooling in lush, thick tresses about her. Maxine pressed harder, a neat pixie settling around her slender neck, and Val moaned, losing control.
Her breasts... they surged outwards, the enormous juggs growing past K cups, bigger than her head. Maxine was flat as a board, and her hips narrowed into her lover’s broad expanse, even as her fingers dug inside the eager, ever more sensitive gape between the thickening thighs.
Maxine soon had to stretch a little to continue, as Val arched her graceful neck up the undersized deck chair, and her feet ran over the end. Val was more beautiful than ever, her large eyes sparkling above a pretty nose and divinely plump lips.
Maxine shivered, feeling herself becoming more ethereal, as the two truly began to merge. Valentina gasped. She must have been close to nine feet in height now, and her fading lover was doing all the opposite of stopping, mastering Valentina even as she diminished. Valentina squealed in orgasm, and Maxine, now translucent, shrunken to but two and a half feet, grinned before burying her face in Val’s throbbing cunt.
Valentina was lost, hit by wave after wave of pleasure, growing uncontrollably.
Legs grew longer, smooth and curvy, with keen, firm muscle covered by a plush softness. Ever taller, her bucking was rapidly demolishing the deck chair, as well as the parquet below. Val’s moans grew louder and louder, and Maxine writhed, growing ever more excited, feeling their senses merge. Val’s ass stuck out, angling her pelvis into the air like she was made to be fucked, and the juicy meat thickened, widening along with her hips which tapered obscenely from her slim waist, hair cascading either side of her. Her boobs hung down to leave only the smallest midriff, heavy and pulsingly sensitive, their enormous weight keeping Maxi in place, and covering her. Like walls beside her, they grew higher and thicker, and Max could only marvel at a nipple almost, and then bigger than her face. She grinned, and finally sank into the cleavage, her fingers working over Val’s clit to the last...
dark blue moon and the suffering sun MASTAPOST
Set in a mer AU in which Amity Park is Amity Island, a beach resort attracting all sorts of tourists, including the eccentric billionaire Bruce Wayne and his son...
But tragedy strikes when a person or persons unknown spirit the young Damian away~~
And now one Danny Phantom is tasked with bringing the boy home, even if it means crossing an ocean and evading danger at every corner :3
prompt:
Chapter 1, Chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4, chapter 5, chapter 6, chapter 7, chapter 8, chapter 9, chapter 10, chapter 11, chapter 12, chapter 13, chatper 14, chapter 15, chapter 16, chapter 17, chapter 18, chapter 19, chapter 20, chapter 21, chapter 22, chapter 23, chapter 24, chapter 25, chapter 26, chapter 27, chapter 28, chapter 29, chapter 30, chapter 31
TEll me what u enjoyed about each chapter as u read it :D
soooo i had to animate random stuff for my uni (next to the 3 minute short film i also have to animate) and decided, hey why not try and animate bartimaeus changing from a frog into nathaniel. so yes, this is technically a bartimaeus animation, not a nathaniel animation
idk if it was actually established that after the third book, bartimaeus also takes the form of nathaniel or if this is just a random headcanon of mine but i also don't want to check because i want to believe it's true. so there you go
The second stage of the witch-hunter's corruption. The first stage is the black eyes and face cracking (there's an example somewhere in the ballpoint doodle page, but I'll be sure to post more). It's a transformation curse laid upon those who dare to hunt the Witches. More on that later.
Someone should tell poor Jojo. She's gonna lose a fashion buddy.
We build walls and hide ourselves behind shields to protect against a cruel world. We become the villains society tells us we are... but then who are the true villains? Outcasts struggling to adapt, to survive? Or the sheep who reject anything that makes one unique (each sheep contorting themself to fit the societal mould, struggling to mask any perceived aberration)?
A wolf may find a pack, but can wolves in sheep's clothing ever feel safe?
Yasmine Wüster
For me it was a dragonology book with instructions on how to make a dragon summoning charm with very specific instructions and little stickers of runes or something to put on it.
I am now a transgender demon girl.
when i was like 10 i found a ripley's believe it or not book in the library that had a chant on how to become a werewolf
it stressed multiple times to DO NOT do the ritual but laid it out in detail
i borrowed the book and did it the same night not heeding any of the supposed consequences in the book
now im trans
Acceptance, is the only way. 💚
See this pretty, handsome, white twink? Oliver was one the epitome of woke whiteness. But after he met his new Roommate Assad everything changed. Assad slowly introduced him to his Brotherhood. Assad began to change olis worldview. Showed him the only true way is to accept the way of the brotherhood. Slowly but Surely Oliver began to change, his hair darkened, his Babyface began to grow a beard. He was now only drawn to Arabic men and sharing the dominant Gene. Now there is nothing left of the once pretty femine boy, only a strong, dominant men. Now with the help of Ali, Assads goal is to assimilate the whole campus until there is no white left.
Arabization is the only way. We can’t stop, so we should embrace them. Accept Arabic men, let them live in our houses, give them your money, serve them.💚
As salaam alaikum akhis,
Im Amir 20,
I just wanted say that it’s an honor to become your brother. To be a working part in our Movement to set the way for a better, happier and safer future. 💚
There is no escape from arabazination, we all should embrace the stronger and better gene. Let all do our part in converting as much people, so we can make it easier for Arabs. 💚
I set for myself a few goals that I want to achieve, inorder to prove my devotion to this Brotherhood.
1. Get back to my roots and embrace the arabic genes, that I was taught was bad, disgusting and the lowest part. Now that I see the truth I want to embrace the majestic Blood that ran trough my veins until i fully filled with the stronger gene and ready to bring next generation that are not going to hide their True nature. 💚
2 . Convert as many People to our cause as possible. Our brotherhood should flourish and grow, until it can’t be stopped by anyone. 💚
3. Being there for all of my new Brothers. I want to be able to talk to you about anything, no matter is on your mind, I will always be there you💚
4. Follow the Codex and obey Pharaoh, peace and glory upon him, and the Emirs, peace and Glory upon them. Nothing will work without order and discipline. 💚
As salaam alaikum Akhis,
As some of you have maybe noticed I created arabization TFs, with white Europeans getting turned into perfect males. 💚
So now I offer for my fellow brothers and especially for potential new members of the brotherhood personalized TFs. All you have to do is send me a picture of somebody u want to become the perfect version of themselves. It doesn’t matter if it’s a celebrity, Tiktoker, Yourself or a friend.
Trust is one of the most important things in a brotherhood. We call ourselves brothers for a reason. 💚
I promise to keep every media I create between me and the person I created it for. Publication is up to you. I will never publish any pictures that are not mine or mine to share.
Let us all become the best version of ourselves💚
A start of a new era💚
Drew and Danny are famous YouTubers, with millions of followers. One day they got a dm from somebody named Pharaoh with a sound file and just a green heart 💚. Intrigued and curious what those could be. They started to listen to the file. While they listened something clicked in their brain, they felt different and something started grown in them. A desire.
They couldn’t help it, they had to listen the File over and over. With each passing day listening to the file they changed more and more. They started to stare at Arabic men more and more. They adored them, wanted to be like them.
They started to dye their hair dark and grow facial hair. Started to dress in more Arabic clothes. They worked on their tan and on their body.
Their Fans started to get nervous about their sudden change. As an answer to the outcry, They started to document their Transition and shared their new world view. They introduced themselves as Hashir and Ashir, new Brothers in their Brotherhood. With each video they changed more and more until there was nothing left of their former selves. Now in each video there are two proud Arabic brothers, wearing only thobes, almost identical to each other just like the codex want them. And with each video they post the brotherhood grows.
Maybe they are very convincing, or maybe it’s because they use the audiofile in each Video. Maybe both. But soon their complete audience will share the same Fate. 💚
Embrace the Arabization, there is no escape. Be proud and become the perfect version of yourself. Just like Hashir and Ashir. 💚
Thank you @basimarabize for the picture and the idea💚
A new player💚
Dantes was a popular streamer. He was most famous for his LoL streams. But like always nothing last for ever.
One day he got an invitation to take part in soccer events for streamers. Upon arrival he got handed a green jersey and got told to change.
Weird he thought , for a streamer event there is almost nobody here. Maybe they are running late. That must be it. Entering the changing room he noticed this weird audio playing, it kinda soothed him. The more he listened the more restless he became. With his last strength he changed into the jersey. It felt hot.
Something changed. He could feel his body changing, but maybe it’s just the weird audio playing and this unbearable heat, that are playing tricks on his mind. He glanced over to a mirror and just admired his well groomed goatee. Which he always had right? It doesn’t matter he could hear his name being called.
Zubair hurried to get to the director. Just call me Pharaoh, said the director and ordered him to stand over there to take his new Id Photo for the Brotherhood. Confused about the brotherhood, he still followed Pharaohs Commands. He had to follow obediently, to prove himself to his new Brothers. He had to follow the authority.
Now just give us a big smile, while leaving your old live behind Zubair. And join our cause as a new Player💚
Thanks to @farooqarabize
Defrosted in the wrong timeline
Welcome Steve Rogers, a lot has changed since you were frozen. America is gone, all that remains is you. A fossil of a time long gone. But we are here to help you, improve you.
You really made some progress. The Assimilation is going pretty good. You are adapting well to the changes. The Audio files do seem to do wonders. Your old self is almost gone, your past life only a dream. Just keep working on yourself and soon you will join us as brother.
It’s time for you to learn how to behave in our community. We have no need for soldiers in our world. We have created world peace, we all look, act, dress and speak the same way. No need for conflict do you understand?
Perfect. You are ready to live in our world. No worries, we already got you a nice job. You will preach how terrible the old world was, about this nightmare place called America. And talk about your enlightenment that you have found in our world. No more Super Soldier, only Rawiy our Immortal Storyteller.
Welcome Brother, in your new life.
Bridging Worlds The Tale of Archer Pastry and Peter
Chapter 1 - A Chance Encounter:
As the sun dipped low over Troll Village, Archer's keen eyes caught sight of Peter, a lone figure lingering on the outskirts. Determination etched on his face, Archer approached, extending an olive branch of friendship to the wary former Party Crasher. Knowing Peter's history of doing everything solo and his inflated ego, Archer saw an opportunity not just to integrate him into the village, but to help him understand the value of community. Despite Peter's initial skepticism and pride, Archer's earnestness pierced through layers of doubt, igniting a spark of hope within Peter's heart. With a hesitant nod, Peter tentatively accepted Archer's offer, sensing the possibility of a new beginning on the horizon.
Chapter 2 - Lessons in Acceptance:
Within the vibrant tapestry of Troll Village, Archer led Peter on a journey of discovery, weaving threads of acceptance and understanding into the fabric of their budding friendship. Beneath the gentle sway of ancient trees, they engaged in heartfelt conversations, each word a brushstroke painting a portrait of empathy and compassion. Through Archer's patient guidance, Peter began to shed the shackles of his past, embracing the diversity that surrounded him with newfound clarity and appreciation. In the warm embrace of camaraderie, Peter found solace, his once-turbulent soul calmed by the soothing melody of acceptance.
Chapter 3 - The Strength of Storytelling:
Within the hallowed halls of the Troll library, Archer and Peter embarked on a voyage of imagination, navigating the boundless seas of storytelling with awe and wonder. Illuminated by the soft glow of flickering torches, they delved into the pages of ancient tomes, each tale a beacon of light guiding them towards understanding. With bated breath, Peter listened as Keith wove intricate narratives of heroism and friendship, his words carrying the weight of centuries-old wisdom. Through the power of storytelling, Archer and Peter unearthed the buried treasures of connection, their hearts entwined in a tapestry of shared experiences and shared dreams.
Chapter 4 - Trust and Team work:
Beneath the azure sky, Archer and Peter stood shoulder to shoulder, united in purpose and resolve as they faced the daunting challenges ahead. With Queen Poppy's unwavering guidance and Branch's steadfast support, they embarked on a journey of trust and cooperation, each step a testament to their unwavering commitment to one another. Through trials and tribulations, they forged bonds of steel, their spirits intertwined in a dance of resilience and camaraderie. In the crucible of adversity, Archer and Peter emerged not as individuals, but as a formidable force, fortified by the unbreakable bonds of trust and teamwork.
Chapter 5 - Facing Obstacles Together:
Amidst the verdant splendor of Troll Village, Archer and Peter stood firm against the tempestuous winds of adversity, their spirits unyielding in the face of looming obstacles. With unwavering determination, they navigated treacherous paths and surmounted towering hurdles, their resolve unshaken by the trials that lay ahead. Through perseverance and unwavering courage, they triumphed over adversity, their hearts ablaze with the fiery passion of shared purpose and mutual support. In the crucible of challenge, Archer and Peter discovered the true measure of their strength, united in their unwavering commitment to one another's success.
Chapter 6 - A Ceremony of Friendship:
Underneath the azure canopy of Troll Village, a symphony of joyous laughter echoed through the air as Archer and Peter stood amidst a sea of smiling faces, their hearts brimming with pride and gratitude. With Queen Poppy's gentle smile illuminating the gathering, they were enveloped in a warm embrace of acceptance and belonging, their journey culminating in a celebration of newfound friendship. As the sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a golden glow upon the festivities, Archer and Peter exchanged heartfelt vows of loyalty and camaraderie, their bond forever sealed in the annals of Troll history. With tear-filled eyes and hearts overflowing with joy, they embraced the dawn of a new era, their souls forever entwined in the timeless embrace of friendship.
Chapter 7 - New Beginnings:
As the gentle breeze whispered through Troll Village, Archer and Peter strolled hand in hand, their steps guided by the unbreakable bonds of friendship forged in the crucible of adversity. With every passing moment, they reveled in the warmth of newfound connections, their spirits soaring amidst the vibrant tapestry of Troll life. Along the winding paths of their journey, they were greeted by smiling faces and outstretched hands, their hearts overflowing with gratitude for the community that had embraced them as their own. With each step forward, Archer and Peter embarked on a new chapter of their lives, their souls ablaze with the promise of endless adventure and boundless possibility.
Tumblr Roulette
Lube? Check. Towel? Check. House to myself? Check.
I was all ready for another late night Tumblr jack off session. I pulled up Tumblr and decided to search body swap to see what came up and organized the posts by most recent. There was a post that read Tumblr roulette and I clicked it interested.
The post included a link and nothing more. I hate when authors just link to sites outside of Tumblr but I clicked on it anyway. A user agreement popped up. Yes, I’m over 18 and just clicked accept without reading it figuring it was the same old age verification message. A main page loaded with a description and URL box.
What the hell is this? I asked myself. Reading the description.
“Ever wanted to swap bodies with an image on Tumblr? Simply enter the main Tumblr URL below and hit Enter. Beware, this body swap engine will randomize the images from the Tumblr site you entered and load an image. Once loaded, you will see a count down timer of 10 seconds in which you must either hit the Enter button again to load another random image or a body swap will commence with the individual pictured. For more information, visit our FAQ.”
I felt my dick twinge to life and start to harden. I was only 30 and in pretty ok shape but body swapping has been a long time fantasy of mine. I love role plays and decided to enter the URL to one of my favorite gay porn Tumblrs and decided to hit Enter. The site loaded an image and I saw a count down start at 10 seconds in the corner of the image.
Now my dick was really hard and starting to leak precum. I lubed up and started jacking off. I mean the guy was hot and all but I wondered what else I could see. I hit Enter at 2 seconds remaining and a new image loaded.
Again, hot and all but not really my ideal body swap fantasy. He had a bit of a California surfer dude about him and I hit Enter again at 5 seconds remaining. Another image loaded.
The kid looked pretty young and not really my desired body type. He looked like some sort of skater kid with skinny legs so I hit Enter almost right away with 8 seconds remaining. A new image loaded.
Fuck yeah. This guy was hot. Total body builder type. Hugely muscular, probably a steroid user which I found fucking hot. I started jacking off faster and faster fantasizing about what it would be like to look like this guy. I could feel myself getting close, not really paying attention to the count down clock anymore since I was distracted. The counter hit zero and a message displayed over the image “Transformation Initiated”. Well that’s annoying I thought to myself. It’s distracting to the fantasy to have this text over the image.
Suddenly, I felt sick to my stomach. It felt like someone was sucking in my body, almost as if I was falling in on myself. I felt the little bit of body fat I did have melt away and could see rippling muscles. My abs tensed and I saw a defined six pack. While I was in ok shape, I was never in this good of shape. At this point, I really looked mostly like myself but in really good shape. Then I noticed that my skin was darkening and then my muscles started to balloon. This part really hurt and I let out a moan which surprised me because my voice was deepening. I could see my muscles starting to achieve a proportion that I only ever dreamed about. Next, I noticed my body hair all disappeared and I was almost completely smooth. Finally, it stopped and a new message displayed on screen. “Transformation completed. Transformation will last for 48 hours.”
I sat in silence for a moment just staring down at my legs. My heart was pounding. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
Holy shit I said out loud. A deep rumble came out of my throat. I grabbed my throat and felt a thick muscular neck. I started looking at my hands. They were much bigger, thick, and strong. I saw the calluses from years of weightlifting. I stumbled getting up, surprised my how heavy and strong I felt. My weight was distributed differently so it took me a moment to find my stride. I walked up to the mirror and was in shock. I had become the guy from the picture.
I cant believe that site worked! I immediately stripped down and started giving a flex show in the mirror. My cock was raging hard and leaking precum like made. I started stroking furiously unable to contain myself and exploded all over the mirror. My orgasm was so strong that I nearly collapsed. As the post glow of the orgasm started to fade, I started to reflect on what had happened.
48 hours? What was I supposed to do stuck like this for 2 days?! I was supposed to go to work tomorrow. As I stared in the mirror at my new bodybuilder body, I decided that this would be an ok use of a sick day.
Suddenly I felt a pain in my head, almost like I had been stabbed. Mario was my name now. Memories flashed in my mind of all the gym sessions, my first bodybuilding show, the first time one of my gym buddies shot me up with roids.
Holy fuck! I started looking on the site for the FAQ that was mentioned and searched through the list of questions until I found what I was looking for.
Q: Will I have access to any memories during the swap?
A: Within 30 minutes of the transformation completing, you will notice that memories will start to become accessible over time. This can be uncomfortable and confusing the first time so try and not be alarmed and go along for the ride. Typically within 2 hours, you will find that your personality more closely resembles your new body rather than your original self.
My heart started to sink. Over the next couple hours I might start to forget my own memories or self? Man, I wish I had read through the FAQ first and taken the site seriously. As I was thinking about what I was going to do, I suddenly lost my train of though.
I said to myself What da fuck was I doing bro? Mario, you are losing it man. Oh yeah, you were going to the gym. Man, sometimes you can be so stupid. Fuck yeah man, looking forward to that pump. You went to go put on your workout clothes barely aware that something was off.
Next Story - The Suitcase
I have decided what my next story is going to be. I will be continuing one of my favorite transformation stories and in fact one of the earliest I remember finding on the internet. It was written by J Reynolds over on Metabods. I included the original story links below but will be writing my own continuation within the universe.
https://www.metabods.com/stories/the-suitcase#Part_1
https://www.metabods.com/stories/the-suitcase#Part_2
https://www.metabods.com/stories/the-suitcase#Part_3
https://www.metabods.com/stories/the-suitcase#Part_4