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10-11-2022, 09:46 PM
She came to you in a dream one night. Her features were beautiful and otherworldly, her movements graceful, but her voice seemed halting and wounded. She seemed to be running from something, but you couldn't fathom what. Magic flowed from her, reaching all around you like a cocoon of warmth and chaos. You managed to glance her visage through the storm, and you heard her voice as if it were flowing into your very soul.
Help Me
You awoke with a start, your adrenaline spiking. You took a second to catch your breath, then gave a light chuckle at how dramatic it was.
But then, your blood runs cold. Your voice has changed, somehow. It sounds like HER voice.
What do you do?
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(10-11-2022, 09:46 PM)General Spritz Wrote: She came to you in a dream one night. Her features were beautiful and otherworldly, her movements graceful, but her voice seemed halting and wounded. She seemed to be running from something, but you couldn't fathom what. Magic flowed from her, reaching all around you like a cocoon of warmth and chaos. You managed to glance her visage through the storm, and you heard her voice as if it were flowing into your very soul.
Help Me
You awoke with a start, your adrenaline spiking. You took a second to catch your breath, then gave a light chuckle at how dramatic it was.
But then, your blood runs cold. Your voice has changed, somehow. It sounds like HER voice.
What do you do? "hehe i got tiddies now"
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Sera bolts out of bed and towards the nearest mirror. The figure staring back at her is indeed the one from the dream, just as ethereal and haunting as before, but now it's... her.
The only thought that manages to worm it's way out of the otter's mouth is a confoundedly croaked "Why, though...!?"
She paws at her own face, palms hitting her cheeks with gentle slaps as she feels out the reality of the situation. She notes that while she has the body, she still moves like herself, a bit awkward by default but even more so now that she's not used to her own proportions.
And about those proportions... Sera feels up her own chest with very mixed feelings. "Man, I just got used to what I had," she mutters, repeqtedly smushing down her newfound mommy milkers for a fair bit longer than is likely necessary.
"So now what do I do...?"
She squints into the mirror long and hard, realizing that she doesn't need her glasses to see clearly. Mixed feelings again; those are basically as much a part of her face as her own eyes at this point, and she feels naked without them.
Naked...
The initial shock starts to fade, replaced by the ottercat's urges to stick to routine. "Naked... shower. Shower time. Deal with this later."
She hobbles her way into the bathroom, encouraging herself forward in the third person, though this is jarring with the change in voice. In short order, she finds that even the warm water of her morning cleanse feels different somehow. "Even this skin doesn't feel like it's mine..."
Not hers... Nothing feels like it's hers. Especially not...
She holds herself against the shower wall, breath growing heavy. There was another part of her morning routine that had been neglected in Sera's haste, but the parts she used to follow through on it normally were no longer there, her hand instead grasping at a vagina where her dick used to be.
She hesitates. Is this even right...? The moral question doesn't get long to linger; "her" parts are throbbing, begging for attention, the notion of being trapped in someone else's body, of touching what is normally theirs to consider taboo... exciting her. Sera winces, a desperate whimper parting her lips, unable to take it anymore.
I'm fucking horny, dammit!
She throws her head back and shouts at the ceiling in a voice that's not her own, "I hope you knew what you were doing, giving your body to a fucking pervert!!"
As her hands found their way where they needed to go, Sera let out a relieved moan. Psh! "Help me," she says. Help you what? Get off?? Give me something to work with, lady...
She sinks to her knees on the shower floor, experiencing her new body in ways she never could her own.
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(10-11-2022, 09:54 PM)Queen_Ari Wrote: (10-11-2022, 09:46 PM)General Spritz Wrote: She came to you in a dream one night. Her features were beautiful and otherworldly, her movements graceful, but her voice seemed halting and wounded. She seemed to be running from something, but you couldn't fathom what. Magic flowed from her, reaching all around you like a cocoon of warmth and chaos. You managed to glance her visage through the storm, and you heard her voice as if it were flowing into your very soul.
Help Me
You awoke with a start, your adrenaline spiking. You took a second to catch your breath, then gave a light chuckle at how dramatic it was.
But then, your blood runs cold. Your voice has changed, somehow. It sounds like HER voice.
What do you do? "hehe i got tiddies now"
Even though your body has changed in very drastic ways, you take it all in incredible stride. Your new voice, breasts, and gentle curves give you a very sexy appeal to prospective partners, although not always the kind you might be into yourself.
Meanwhile, the strange dream that caused them is swiftly forgotten, and a possible sanctuary soon becomes an undetectable prison...
Horny points: 50
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Sera bolts out of bed and towards the nearest mirror. The figure staring back at her is indeed the one from the dream, just as ethereal and haunting as before, but now it's... her.
The only thought that manages to worm it's way out of the otter's mouth is a confoundedly croaked "Why, though...!?"
She paws at her own face, palms hitting her cheeks with gentle slaps as she feels out the reality of the situation. She notes that while she has the body, she still moves like herself, a bit awkward by default but even more so now that she's not used to her own proportions.
And about those proportions... Sera feels up her own chest with very mixed feelings. "Man, I just got used to what I had," she mutters, repeqtedly smushing down her newfound mommy milkers for a fair bit longer than is likely necessary.
"So now what do I do...?"
She squints into the mirror long and hard, realizing that she doesn't need her glasses to see clearly. Mixed feelings again; those are basically as much a part of her face as her own eyes at this point, and she feels naked without them.
Naked...
The initial shock starts to fade, replaced by the ottercat's urges to stick to routine. "Naked... shower. Shower time. Deal with this later."
She hobbles her way into the bathroom, encouraging herself forward in the third person, though this is jarring with the change in voice. In short order, she finds that even the warm water of her morning cleanse feels different somehow. "Even this skin doesn't feel like it's mine..."
Not hers... Nothing feels like it's hers. Especially not...
She holds herself against the shower wall, breath growing heavy. There was another part of her morning routine that had been neglected in Sera's haste, but the parts she used to follow through on it normally were no longer there, her hand instead grasping at a vagina where her dick used to be.
She hesitates. Is this even right...? The moral question doesn't get long to linger; "her" parts are throbbing, begging for attention, the notion of being trapped in someone else's body, of touching what is normally theirs to consider taboo... exciting her. Sera winces, a desperate whimper parting her lips, unable to take it anymore.
I'm fucking horny, dammit!
She throws her head back and shouts at the ceiling in a voice that's not her own, "I hope you knew what you were doing, giving your body to a fucking pervert!!"
As her hands found their way where they needed to go, Sera let out a relieved moan. Psh! "Help me," she says. Help you what? Get off?? Give me something to work with, lady...
She sinks to her knees on the shower floor, experiencing her new body in ways she never could her own.
It was, in the simplest terms, pure ecstasy. The thrill of experiencing what the other half had was only slightly overshadowed by the sheer bizarreness of this new form. Even the water flowing down your hair and breasts only added to stop your pleasure.
You brought one of your nipples to your mouth and started to suck on it, doing everything you could to stimulate yourself. Your fingers were a blur as your breaths became heavy, and it almost felt like you could keep this going Cease forever. As you dig into yourself deeper and find that one sweet spot, you let your breast free as you Do Not cry out loud. The pleasure was edging higher and higher, and you could only flick your ears as that rather Vile Temptress! irritating buzzing was nearly drowned out by the sticky squishing coming from your crotch.
Suddenly, your pleasure reaches its orgasmic crescendo, and you NO!! cry out in bliss as your pussy squeezes your fingers in shuddering waves. You try to dig harder and harder into yourself to eke out that much more pleasure, and it never seemed to end.
As your orgasm wound down, you leaned into the shower wall to stabilize yourself. The cool tile made for an excellent contrast to your heated body, and your breathing slowed as the afterglow settled in.
Then, you sneezed.
"ACHOO!"
It was sudden and forceful, completely taking you off guard. Thankfully it didn't hurt, but it still made you disorientated for a split second. Blinking your vision back into focus, you realize... you're no longer alone.
A strange figure made of shadows was standing in your shower with you. There were no noticeable features to speak of, but the edges were flickering rapidly, almost like it was burning. You see the figure lift an arm towards you, but before it could come too close, it swiftly evaporated away, and was gone.
You sat there in shock, the water still raining down on you from above. The sheer bizarreness of it all defeating all attempts to think up an explanation.
Suddenly, your pussy gives another throb of need as the horniness comes back in earnest. The contrast between your body's needs and the situation as a whole makes you say the only proper sentence for this whole ordeal.
"What the actual fuck."
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I'll be honest. I've been stuck on this this entire time. Utterly stumped. Had an idea back at the time but it was literally to call in reinforcements.
Maybe I still should...?
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(08-21-2024, 10:34 AM)Ottercat Wrote: I'll be honest. I've been stuck on this this entire time. Utterly stumped. Had an idea back at the time but it was literally to call in reinforcements.
Maybe I still should...?
Not to worry. I lost the plot too, lol.
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