I’m Griff a goddess coming down to visit earth for the first time in a thousand years. Im the goddess of transformation and a lot has changed since I last have visited the mortal realm and I’m looking to have some fun. I appear to be a 21F with blonde wavy hair down to my mid back. I have a bit of chub at my stomach, C cup tits, and a big butt. I morph my clothes to match the mortals and get a green hoodie and some grey sweats. I pick a random place to knock on the door. Outside you hear KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

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Hey so this premise is pretty simple I’ll basically turn you into anything I want whenever I want. Send the password goddess if you’re reading this. I also like to use image generation to change your ref to show you what happens. DM me if you’re interested!

Kinks: Gender bending, Stereotypes (bimbo, maid, milf, cheerleader, goth, nerd etc) I like to do both changes where I keep my mind and just act and talk different, and then also sometimes I’ll fully lose my mind and become the new character and then switch back later, size changing, weight gain, animal tf, inanimate tf, and I’m open to try so much more!

Limits: gore, scat, incest

In this rp I am a normal male that is having a bad week. My gf dumped me because I was to ugly and fat for her. But I then heard about a new procedure that no one wants. So I decided to get it done but as I did I now have the ability to change anyone just by thinking it and no one will remember there old body.

If you want to know more please let me know I want everyone to enjoy this rp. If you have limits that u want to tell me about please tell me. Also I would like if you tell me how many characters you can act as.

With Trisha off for the week at a conference and my step daughters busy with work or college respectively, I leaned back in my recliner ready to just veg out for the first time in ages with no forces rushing me to get the yard work done or “take care of myself.” I loved my wife, but I’d been waiting patiently to finally get some man time back in my life. Being surrounded by three high maintenance women all the time took a toll on the soul.

“Yup, just gonna be me, this tv, might try a game for the first time in ages, and a nice cold be-“

I reflexively reach beside the chair and grasp empty air. With a frown, I realize I’d gotten a bit ahead of myself.

“Missing one of these, daddy?”

I turn my head backward to see my eldest stepdaughter walking forward with a freshly popped beer in her garishly, manicured hand. Her rings clink against the glass as she passes it to me with a smile. I can’t help but frown as she calls me “Daddy.” She knew I wasn’t her real father and only played into the fantasy when she needed something badly or wanted to borrow money for something frivolous. The girl was 19 and had forgone moving away in favor or working and taking classes at the local technical college. All the while she lived under MY roof skirting any bills that could come her way.

“Thank you, Alice…”

I say hesitantly taking the beer and giving it a quick sip.

“Ok, so what do you want?”

She looks hurt with a mock face of astonishment

“What!? Can’t a \*daughter\* help her father once in a while? You seemed so happy for mom’s trip. I figured you’d want the refreshment. We all know just how much you do for all of us. And well, you’re always telling me to do more around the house and such, so why wouldn’t I want to help \*my father\* relax?”

I take another sip and give her the eye. Clearly, she was up to something, but if she wasn’t asking, I wasn’t trying. The girl did need to step up and learn to provide more if she wanted to continue this pampered life we’d afford her. The worst things she had to deal with were minor inconveniences and me telling her “no” and trying to teach her the value of things. Yet still, she’d often come crying about some injustice in her pretty privileged life. I refused to accept even a hint of that nonsense.

“Fine, I guess you’re right dear. I really shouldn’t think too much about it. And yes, I’ve been looking forward to some r&r for a minute now. Anyway, if you don’t need help with anything, I’m going to get onto the game. Thanks for the assist.”

I say raising the bottle and turning it down my throat. She just smiles her glossy lips and sways away to her room. For a moment, I consider calling back to her and asking if she wants to join for a movie or even offer to take her and her sister out this week for dinner, but I feel too tired to make the sounds.

Sleep comes like a heavy wall over my eyes. I don’t even get a chance to watch the game. I couldn’t resist the feeling is tiredness at all as dreams of rocking in a dark sea take me. In the dream, I fall into deep water. I don’t scream though as the pressure just grows all around me. The deeper I fall the more I feel it squeezing me. Tighter. Tighter. And tighter still. Until finally, I fall through the bottom of the see with a pop.

I wouldn’t awake until morning to discover I was no longer in my recliner. I found myself lying under several layers of sheets as the smell of bacon filled the air.

I slowly stretched my arms and began to open my eyes only to feel a chill run through me

“This isn’t…my room?”

And that wasn’t my voice either!

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Yo! Looking to do a rp based around a forced/unwanted bodyswap caused by one of my stepdaughters. The main idea will be that they’ve acquired some item like a bodyswapping medallion or other such device and have decided it’s high time that their stepfather learn that he shouldn’t be so judgmental and authoritative to them by giving him a dose of his own medicine

I’m looking for a partner that will enjoy the idea of forcing my character to get into the role and putting “her” through the paces holding them accountable just like he would have. That means keeping all appointments, job, and any lessons to accompany. THIS WILL BE MORE HUMILATION/ALIENATION FOCUSED rather than just straight smutty sex scene and rampant horiness

If that sounds like fun to you, please feel free to dm!

Main kinks: bodyswapping, identity theft, role reversal, nails, heels, makeup play, bimbo aesthics, gaslighting, cucking, humiliation

Limits: anime, beast, vore, violence, and overweight (underage is a given for me. These people are all 18+. Kinda makes it more fun from an entitlement standpoint)

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I am 18+ and all participants and characters must be 18+

A few hours after losing consciousness, Juliette slowly awoke, her mind still fuzzy from the gas. What had happened in the factory with the kidnapped woman seemed to have been a strange dream…

Opening her eyes groggily, the young blonde journalist felt strangely comfortable, as if she were lying in a soft bed. When she tried to rub her eyes, she frowned — she couldn’t use her fingers. At that moment, she opened her eyes wide in shock and realized that both her hands were locked in pink mittens that completely prevented her from using her fingers.

Her face had been heavily made up: innocent and ultra-girly. Her skin looked paler, her cheeks had cute pink dots painted on them, thick mascara and eyeliner made her eyes look adorably wide, and her lips were painted a bright, glossy pink. Her long blonde hair was now styled in two neat braids adorned with pink ribbons. The worst part was the ridiculous pink choker around her neck with a little bell that tinkled softly with every movement…

Completely panicking, Juliette sat up and lifted the blanket, only to discover she was wearing a ridiculous pink frilly dress. Horrified, she realized she had been kidnapped. She quickly got out of the bed but immediately lost her balance and fell to the floor. Groaning, she tried to stand up and realized to her horror that she was wearing 4-inch pink high heels locked with tiny heart-shaped padlocks…

The young woman desperately tried to remove them until she heard the door open, making her shiver.
At that moment, the Dollmaker, wearing his doll mask, entered the ridiculously girly room and said in a terrifyingly childish voice:
“Oh, you’re awake, Miss Juliette… I couldn’t wait to play with you. How do you like your new room? Lovely, isn’t it?”

Several weeks later…
Juliette, once a proud and feisty young journalist, stepped into the playroom adorned in a pink frilly corset doll dress that hugged her curves delicately. The dress cascaded down in layers of tulle, accentuating her femininity. Long pink gloves and mittens adorned her arms, making her movements appear even more graceful and helpless. Her doll-like makeup accentuated her delicate features, with cherry lips and cheeks dusted with pink dots, giving her the appearance of a living porcelain doll. Her long blonde hair was styled into vintage curls adorned with pink ribbons, framing her face perfectly.

Pink ballet heels adorned her feet, while precious jewelry, including a frilly pink choker collar with the word “Dolly” written on it, completed her look. A pretty heart-shaped plug was buried deep in her ass, reminding her with every step that she now belonged to the Dollmaker…

As she entered, the Dollmaker greeted her with a wide smile, surrounded by his other living dolls and toys. Juliette blushed with deep embarrassment, then crossed her legs and curtsied elegantly as the others watched in amazement at her complete transformation.
Dollmaker: “Ah, my dear Doll, you look absolutely stunning. Such a vision of femininity and obedience. Come, join us for a tea party.”

Juliette’s heart raced as she approached the Dollmaker, her steps careful and deliberate after weeks of strict training. She took her place beside him, feeling his hand delicately take hers and guide her to sit down.
Dollmaker: Gently lifting her chin and kissing her, “My little doll, were you bored without me?”
Juliette, whispering in a soft, submissive feminine voice: “Yes, Master. Your little doll missed you terribly.”
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Hi! Would anyone be interested in doing an RP where the Dollmaker (you) kidnaps Juliette, a beautiful young blonde journalist, and turns her into an obedient and ultra-girly doll?

The idea is that the Dollmaker captures this incredibly successful, ambitious and pretty young woman to transform her into his pampered, spoiled doll. She’s so pretty after all… Best not to waste that on “serious” work when she could be living a life of pure girly fun as a delicate pet.

I was thinking of a slow, progressive transformation: injections to make her more docile, blackmail, or pure conditioning. I especially love the evolution from a tomboyish, independent, feisty journalist into an obedient, graceful girly doll.
The training and conditioning will be a big part of the RP: learning perfect posture, grace, femininity, silence, obedience… everything she used to despise.

Maybe the Dollmaker will give her a new name? Maybe she’ll be forced to stay perfectly still and silent for hours, tied up in humiliating positions to learn discipline? Maybe she’ll have to act like a cute four-legged pet or dance to entertain her Master? I’m open to your ideas!

The core fantasy is a proud, independent young woman falling into the hands of a perverted man, with a slow build-up, mental break-down and eventual Stockholm syndrome. Juliette will remain fully aware of what’s happening to her, but powerless to stop it. Main themes: hyper-feminization, dollification, corruption, and the complete transformation of a tomboy heroine into a sexy, obedient doll.

I’m looking for a long-term RP where she learns her duties as the Dollmaker’s most prized possession, accompanying him everywhere and being proudly displayed as his perfect, fragile doll.

I love when proud, strong, tomboyish women are forced into the girliest, most doll-like aesthetic imaginable.

for the kink and limits i was thinking of:
• Dollification - this includes things like outfit control, makeup control, hair control, and everything that has to do with modifying one's appearance.
• Princessification -
• Gowns/dresses/feminine clothing -
• Layered clothing -
• gags - blackmail
• Public bondage/humiliation -
• Vibrators/sex toys -buttplug
• Clothing and accessories
• ballet boots/heels, tall heels
• corsets -Ddlg
• stockings and gloves -ballerina
• ribbons and hairbands
• jewelry like
• Misogyny/feminization/domestication
• Leash and collar
• Multiple penetration
• Clothed sex
• Multiple orgasms/forced orgasms
• Non-con
• Maids
• Name calling
• Slave play/cum play
• pet play (kitty/puppy/pony) Limits: vore, incest, feet, vomit, shrinking watersport I just like when proud tomboy heroines are forced to dress as girly doll

Please send a detailed message about what you expect from the RP, your kinks and limits, as well as your ideas. Also include the words“My Precious New Little Doll” so I know you read everything.

The more exciting, vivid, and creative you are, the better chance you have at getting a response.

hey! i'm a 30 y/o trans-girl (who loves to be called a dumb boy...) looking to be transformed into something really dumb and horny tonight. more specifically, i'm looking to do a fun little meta / chat RP. essentially, this means our RP would be like we were actually talking back and fourth through text to one another, but throughout it you would be changing me into whatever we decide on changing me into. (these changes would be done through either bolding the changes, or using [brackets] to change me.

over the course of the RP, my character - and whatever they're turning into, will be losing a lot of IQ. becoming just...utterly dumb, and horny through-and-through. i also really enjoy letting loose and getting SUPER immersed into this kind of thing. (like, ACTUALLY) i would likely be hitting my weed pen & maybe even drink a bit of liquor on top of that to really feel myself getting dumber throughout it.

i don't have anything in specific i'd like to be turned into at the moment? but, any sort of dumb creature, animal, monster, bimbo, or really anything along those lines would work. some favorites of mine include; over-the-top bimbo, clown, cow, hellhound, etc. also, i'm incredibly subby, but i would love to grow / or retain a cock. oh, and sorta off topic (but not really), but i absolutely adore forced profile play. :3

but, yeah! i hope somebody likes the sound of this, please just hmu and we can plan something fun together!

I'd love if anything happened to my girlfriend, or friends, or family, and of course, myself. My favorite transformations include but are not limited to; Anything involving changes with gender, age, race, mental, expansion, reality, mental, twinning, body swap, possession, stereotypes, bimbo, regressed as far as cum, and more I'm forgetting.

Kinks include but are not limited to; raceplay, ageplay, noncon, cheating, cucking, kissing, femdom, forced gay. Totally open, all are welcome

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there are two ways we can do this first idea where you start as her and a Bodyswap idea

First idea: Your my ex who broke up with me months ago however you knew I still liked you but you saw ai images of you making you angry and completely dominantingg me

Second idea: your my female bestie who was there for me when my ex broke up with me then I came to you about it and started talking about her how much I missed her and wished for her so you found a way to do that by turning yourself into her using what I told you and a hypnotist that used an app to make you exactly like her

I am 18+ and all characters must be 18+

I have rather…*unconventional* tastes in regards to feminization, and gender transformation as a whole. I know the whole “I become a girl and now I want to suck a **billion cocks!**” is popular, and I’m certainly not trying to hate on it, but it doesn’t really do anything for me, personally. Honestly, once actual *sex* gets involved, I mentally check out of the vast majority of TG content. It’s just not that appealing to me.

Instead, my interest lays in some pretty *specific* areas. Namely, the actual *process* of a boy becoming a woman, and the unending, humiliating tide of girly-girl nonsense he’s forced to endure. Makeovers, shopping trips, trying on dresses and filling out bras, all while trying to retain some shred of his rapidly dwindling masculinity… *that’s* what really does it for me.

A guy becoming a cum-drunk bimbo that gets addicted to sex with men? Yawn.

A man turning into a vapid, prissy princess, his mind steadily filling with **~pretty pink thoughts~** that threaten to make him just another busty girly girl? *Golden*.

As it stands, I’ve had extremely poor luck when it comes to finding people who share this view, which is a shame! I’d love to chat with someone that has similar tastes, so please drop me a Chat if you’re interested!

Kinks: Girly Girls, Mental Changes, IQ Reduction, Dread/Fear, Humiliation/Shame/Emasculation, Blondes

Limits: Actual Sex (with *exceedingly rare* exceptions), Rape, Physical Abuse, Goth Styles

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All parties are 18+

Hey all! Looking to explore this idea with someone, its my favorite scenario. I have a handful of ideas in mind and would love to hear some of yours too! No set idea in mind yet we can discuss that later. I would like to do anthro tf, we could both start out as humans or one of us be anthro. Kinks include transformation, breeding, pregnancy, slight cum inflation, milking, oral, and threesomes. Limits are gross stuff like watersports scat gore death. Looking to hear from you guys!

Hello!

I would love to do a very longterm roleplay where I play a innocent white caucasian man who will encounter someone that change his life forever. This person will manipulated and corrupted him to embrace his feminine side and to fully became the dream woman. But more than that all his identity will be change to adapt to what this person wants. That include a change of ethnicity and learning a new culture and language but also maybe a new religion.

We can include any type of kinks you want but my favorite are interracial and corruption.

Hello, I'm looking for a mutual role-play partner to GM my adventure, and in exchange, I shall simultaneously GM yours. I will go from MtF on my trip but MtF, MtM, FtF, and FtM for yours are fine. All characters and role players are to be 18+.

This role play also requires a degree of familiarity with the universe the Song of Ice and Fire books are written in. Of course, Game of Thrones and House of the Dragons are famous TV shows based on this universe, and having seen them is probably enough but knowledge of the wider universe is going to help a lot.

We are customers in a virtual theme park copy of the ASoIaF world that literally takes us to Westeros in the form of ultra-advanced VR. Put on the headset, type in a few instructions, and boom! You are now inhabiting the body of a person from Westeros or Essos with a societal role, a job, a trade, a family, friends, and so on the whole lot.

We won't necessarily inhabit the body of a major player in the books or TV shows, as the intention is to experience the world of Westeros rather than events/characters. We would land in the year 209 AC (the same time period as the recent show A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms, about 70 years after the events of House of the Dragon, 50 years after the death of the last dragon, 70 years before the fall of House Targaryen, and 90 years before the events of Game of Thrones), a relatively stable time in the Seven Kingdoms - the events of The Hedge Knight take place in this period.

Who do we become? We can brainstorm that in DMs. If you go from FtM or MtM, I'd be happy to write a life as a knight, a young lord, a Night's Watch member, a Dothraki horse lord, etc.

As said, I will be going MtF (inadvertently; my helmet has a glitch), and what awaits me there? A peasant girl from the Riverlands, a merchant's wife in Pentos, a Dornish Paramour, a high-born lady-in-waiting in the Reach, a Wildling woman beyond the Wall... there is literally a whole world of choices for me and you if you choose MtF or FtF.

Of course, it's only a game. We are given cheat sheets to help us live our lives as best we can, and we can leave at any time. Of course, it's an experimental development in VR, and things can and do go wrong.

Ideally looking for someone literate and detailed and hopefully, we hit it off and can do more than two trips to Westeros. Maybe the machine ends our game only to transfer us to new bodies somewhere.

If you'd like to do this roleplay in a different fictional universe, then ask, if I know it we can give it a go, if I don't then I don't.

Please DM me with the name of your favorite ASoIaF character to show you've read it.

Thank you for reading.

Hey there! I'm looking for someone into inanimate tfs as well as multiple tfs with preferably bad endings.

The plot is simple. I'm your college roommate. A somewhat lazy, but well meaning undergrad student names Morgan. We get along for the most part, but I tend to leave a mess everywhere I go. It wasn't that big a deal, mostly just a comment or two and I'd clean up, but this time was different.

You were about to do the deed with a girl you brought over as you entered the living room. I thought you were gone for the weekend and inadvertently left a used, still dripping Fleshlight on the coffee table. The girl, assuming it was yours, immediately became disgusted and left without a word.

I heard the tail end of all of this and when the door closed behind her I entered the room to apologize. I could tell though, this was the final straw. You had a strange look in your eye as you went into your room and came back with a small remote control. You pressed a few buttons on it as you spoke.

"You're the reason I'm all ready to go with no option but jacking off to relieve myself. Well, there is another option," you said as you pointed the remote at me.

Looking for literate and detailed partners! If you message me please include your kinks/limits as well as the word "orange" so I know you read the whole post~

Kinks: inanimate tf, multiple tf, excessive cum, gender bender, non-con, bad end, iq loss, begging, Dom/sub, and many, many more~

Limits: bathroom stuff and vore

All parties must be 18+

Hey everyone, bottom male here looking for a partner to play a dominant top/tops in a size/attribute theft transformation centered roleplay. I'm looking to play the bottom, and all characters and players must be 18+. Feel free to reach out to me via private message or chat, or a comment if need be.

My idea is that my character starts with a pretty great life. I'm tall, attractive, in great shape, maybe even rich and famous. I've got a big dick, a nice life, everything's pretty great. You'd be playing as someone that's got life a good bit rougher, maybe someone less fit, a smaller dick, jealous of my wealth/life, we can be flexible on the specifics. Via one means or another, things begin to change between us as every attribute in my life that you want begins to swap until we essentially trade places, swapping roles in life with each other.

As far as the end results go, we can either end up as exact copies of how we each start, or even take the changes and exaggerate them. If I start as a 6 feet tall guy and you're 5 feet 5 inches, we can swap and be 5'5" and 6' respectively, or even exaggerate things like ending as 5'2" and 6'3" for example, same with the other attributes.

As far as who your character is in relation to mine, I'm super open to it. We could have any sort of generic relationship like friends, neighbors, roommates, relatives, or we can tailor things to a more specific relationship like boss/employee, homeowner/pool boy, twink and neighborhood DILF, celebrity and obsessed fan, and I'm open to suggestions as well!

I think the other big thing to decide on is how/why the changes are happening. Maybe you have some sort of app on your phone that allows you to make the attribute swaps, or you wish on a shooting star to have my life, or something along those lines. Ideally I'd prefer if the changes happen and no one around us recognizes it, they'd assume you were always the handsome, hung stud while I was the loser. It could be complicated, but the idea of even your character not being aware of the changes/ forgetting about them could be fun to play around with, leaving me being the only one to remember the great life I had once you take it.

My kinks include stuff like transformations obviously, straight to ga/top to bottom, age progression/regression (everyone must start and remain over the age of 18), size kink (but nothing unrealistic), size/age differences, reality warping/memory alteration. I'm also open to tons of other stuff like total power exchange, incest, chastity, pet play, sex toys, bondage, fucking machines, gangbangs, celebrities as characters or just character references, hypnosis/mind control, identity death, feminization/himbofication, IQ loss. My limits are any sort of bathroom play, death, blood, feet, sweat/musk/general raunch, vomit, hard drug use, heavy pain.

Feel free to send me a message and we can discuss our initial appearances, relationship, how/why the changes happen, and your end goal and we can take things from there. Thanks!

I'm looking for a long-term RP about an ordinary guy who ends up transformed into an extremely artificial, super busty, almost trashy looking blonde bimbo after a series of rather questionable cosmetic procedures. The catch is that he wasnt exactly forced into it, but he never really agreed to go THAT far either. Maybe he secretly wanted some of it, maybe he got manipulated into signing things he didnt understand, or maybe he simply made the biggest fucking mistake of his life.

The real fun starts when he returns home and has to face his friends, family, coworkers and everyday life looking like a walking porn stereotype. People treat him like a dumb, slutty plastic Barbie, assume things about his intelligence and sexuality, and generally struggle to believe there's still an ordinary guy inside all that silicone and lip filler.

I'm much more interested in the social consequences, embarrassing situations, identity struggles and the strange mix of regret and secret enjoyment than jumping straight into sex. Actually, sex isnt really important to me at all! The erotic appeal comes mostly from how the world reacts to this absurd transformation, and how my character slowly adapts to it, whether he likes it or not. I'd love a slow, immersive story with believable characters, plenty of dialogue and a good bit of dark humor.

Kinks & Themes: Dub-Con Transformation, Forced Feminization, Gender Change, Extreme Plastic Surgery, Huge Breast Implants, Lip Fillers, Bimboification, Hyperfemininity, Dollification, Artificial Beauty, Social Humiliation, Stereotypes, Objectification, Unwanted Attention, Embarrassment, Identity Crisis, Reluctant Acceptance, Public Reactions, Power Dynamics, Psychological Conflict, Slow Burn, Slice of Life.

Starter

I had been sitting in that ridiculously expensive looking clinic for almost an hour now, flipping through some glossy brochure full of women with enormous breasts, inflated lips and faces so perfect they barely looked real anymore. Honestly, some of them looked more like plastic dolls than actual people. Not that I was judging, well...maybe a little.

The whole thing had started with an advertisement promising a complete physical makeover, something about experimental procedures, a generous compensation and becoming the best possible version of yourself. Sounded pretty good at first, especially considering how much money they were offering. Sure, I had always been a little curious about looking different, maybe even what it would be like to be a woman, but that was just some weird fantasy, right? Nothing I would actually go through with.

I glanced down at the documents resting on my lap. There were so many pages, filled with medical terms I barely understood and little boxes that had already been ticked. I had signed most of them earlier, although I wasnt entirely sure what half of them meant. The consultant had been very convincing, perhaps a little too convincing.

When the door finally opened, I looked up from the brochure and gave the person entering an awkward smile.

"Ah, hey! Sooo, I think I've signed everything you wanted? Though I gotta admit, I'm still a little confused about what exactly we're doing here. I mean, this isnt going to be anything too crazy, right?"

I laughed nervously, tapping the brochure with my finger.

"Because some of these girls look like they swallowed an entire fucking silicone factory, and I really dont think that's quite what I signed up for."

I pushed the papers across the desk, still smiling, blissfully unaware of just how much my life was about to change.

"So...what happens next?"

All participants are and must be 18+

It was never exactly hidden from you that you were adopted from a hucow farm. Lots of girls are adopted out from hucow farms, once they’ve been tested for the hucow gene, of course. But now that you’re an adult you can’t help but notice all the countless news articles about “faulty testing procedures” that lead to many girls your age turning into hucows.

And it sounds so humiliating and scary. You’re a normal girl one day, and then the next you wake up with plump, perky, swollen tits, stiff with milk? I mean, sure, they get a nice sexy body and a fat little ass to boot, but there’s no way its worth the IQ drop, or for that matter the heightened libido and cum addiction. And how can anybody spend every day waking up to be milked?

But the worst part is hucows don’t even have rights, they’re not even technically a person but property, which means that if a hucow girl doesn’t have someone to claim them as their property (usually a husband or brother or father) then they were legally the property of the Hucow Farm Corp.

Luckily it’s rare, mostly sensationalist articles about a couple of small cases, right? There’s no way a girl like you could end up like them, being forced into servitude by the man closest to them, or worse, being dragged off to The Farm to spend the rest of your life being milked and bred, right?

At least thats what you tell yourself every night when you go to bed.

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Hello! Hope you like my little hucow prompt, basically thinking I could be any character close to you: maybe your adopted “Daddy” or older brother, or maybe I’m your boyfriend or landlord or boss or something. Either way, your character will be forced to become my “property”, thinking we could have a lot of fun exploring your characters transformation/ new needs and desires, with her slowly accepting her new life (and perhaps even loving it, ha).

I’m a huge fan of detailed, story driven SOL scenes filled with plenty of smut. I write in first person and typically type 3-5 paragraph length responses and I’m looking for someone that’s as kinky as they are creative, someone that enjoys writing and coming up with fucked up ideas together.

Let me know if you’d like to chat more about the scene :)

I’m thinking of a time in the future where feminization surgery has become more popular. And with technological advances, it is even more of an outpatient procedure with just a few days of recovery.

Not that it was of any interest to me. I just wanted to get a mole removed and have a brief checkup. It wasn’t until I woke up from the procedure that I saw what they’d done to me. Body hair gone, perky C cup implants on my chest with hard, pink nipples. Puffy lips, injections in my ass to make it more plump.. with an estrogen pump to keep it that way. A softer, feminine voice and hair implants to give me blonde, luscious locks. My cock, once a respectable seven inches, now looked like a small button residing between my hairless legs. To say I screamed would be an understatement.

That was four months ago and my court cases have finally settled. I live in an upscale area in a private apartment building. The changes were irreversible, and my life was totally different as I lost my job, friends acted weird around me.. I more or less just kept to myself.

While the lawsuit money was coming in, I struggled to make money. Getting a new ID was a chore and took its own time. I resorted to all I could think to do and started up a small OnlyFans site. I try to never show my face and don’t do anything crazy - even as my fan count has been growing and the lewd requests have grown more frequent.

I wasn’t aware I’d flipped a setting to advertise to my local area and that you recognized me, deciding the teasing should come to an end.

Looking for a dominant type character who has been looking for a sissy with an already feminized body - now I just need sexual training to be a perfect doll for you. Either for your own use, especially once you find out I’m actually recently becoming rich, or to whore me out to your friends.. or whoever is willing to pay. Futas and females preferred, but a BWC or BBC (or multiple) is great too. Would love to find someone that decides to come in and take over my new life, forcing me to live the sissy lifestyle that my body now represents.

Kinks: outfit control, feminization, noncon/dubcon, chastity, plugs, toys, pegging, forced bi, high heels, body mods, bondage, humiliation, spanking

Limits: gore, filth, poor hygiene, hyper sizes, all characters 18+

Hey all! So the premise for this is that I'll be playing a character who finds a wrestling mask at a market stall, thrift store, or tucked away in a box in some attic or basement. (That general sense of being totally out of place, tucked away behind other junk.) It's normally not the sort of thing he'd go for or be into but holding it fills him with the strangest compulsion to put it on, and when he does...

He finds himself possessed by the persona of the wrestler bound to the mask. You know how those types are - larger than life, corny, total showboats - but this one's also dominant and gruff; and a total villain. His body, his voice, even the face beneath the mask have all been swapped out in favor of the persona, meaning those around will have to contend with the change for as long as he keeps the mask on. Friends, relatives, coworkers, random folks in the street. He'll be someone else entirely.

Hell, it's debatable where he even goes or if he actually exists so long as the mask is on. Maybe his old face falls off into a flesh-mask for the duration of the shift. It's only in removing the wrestler mask that he can revert to as he was, back to an average, nondescript guy. Trouble is, putting it on gave the mask a taste of freedom. He's gonna be tempted to put it back on, more and more, for longer shifts each time, to the point it may not ever come off, or he begins to transform in his everyday life even without it on.

I'd love to explore the consequences of this back-and-forth swapping. Perhaps he's got a double life going on, or is satisfying people in ways the old him cannot. I'd like for you to play someone who interacts with him in both his normal and wrestler forms to help contrast how much he changes between states. Maybe you're a partner so there's an element of conflict and guilt over you maybe ENJOYING the swap. Or you could play someone in his normal life, and another in his new life to show the company he keeps.

I'm happy to discuss this further with you. All I ask is that you make an effort and contact me ONLY via. DMs coz I won't be doing any RPing on the comments. I'm not seeking a mutual shift and would like to actually explore the concept of, y'know, swapping instead of jumping straight into mindless sex.

I'm happy for it to be a suit instead of a mask, and for the dork to end up becoming a mask/suit in the end.

All characters are and will remain 18+. I'd ideally want a partner who's at least 21+.

KINKS: muscle growth; personality growth; bodyswaps; masks; costume/mask fusion; larger than life personalities/stage personas; body hair; stage violence; rough sex; dirty/crude talk; cock growth; twisted romance; wrestling gear; vocal shifts; age progression

TURN OFFS: gender shifts; mpreg; vore; sounding; docking; fisting; inflation; fat gain; femboys; futa; anthro; incest

Hey all! With Violet just released, seeing her gave me an idea for a rp I’d like to play out! With her wonderful powerful, reality bending artistic skills, she sees her teammates as canvases waiting to be filled. Changing them into whatever she pleases. And lucky for us, the new girl is a bit of a perv~ 🤭

I’m looking for people with fandom knowledge please! I’ll be playing the Deadlock cast as they get tfed over and over! Perhaps it’s after the ritual so tensions are lessened. I’d love to talk about it!

If this interests you, include the word canvas in your message and your ideas for the rp! See ya!

My kinks include: Degradation, transformation, bimbofication, hypnosis, mind control, bbw, curves!, history alteration, reality warping, outfit play, IQ loss, humiliation, pet play, hair changes, tattoos/markings, expansion, domination (receiving end), bad ends, gender swaps, race change, culture chabge, stereotype play, trope play, altered common sense, cosplay, master/slave, name change, cuddling, instant loss, harems, personality changes, all powerful dom/helpless sub, speech change, worship

Good evening, DPP!

Though this post is 100% just a fancy way for me to get off to various size kinks, it IS a little different than a standard overtly sexual chat request, so please 100% please read in full before reaching out 😄

Have you ever wondered just how much different humans could have ended up over the winding course of evolutionary history if things were just a little bit different?

Consider just how much data we have about humanity as a species today. How, despite vast differences across individuals, globally we can confidently and accurately define ourselves. Averages emerge. For instance, the average women's height is 5'3. The average male will ejaculate about 2 mL of semen during orgasm. On and on and on for all of the innumerable ways we can describe and measure and compare ourselves.

But what would the consequences be if even just one of these was different?

For instance, what if the average male instead, of a 2 mL sputter, had a 20 mL eruption each time he came? This one change implies a world with a vast array of differences compared to our own. If testicles were no more or less productive than they are in reality, they would certainly have to be much bigger. It would likely be much easier to conceive, and there would be many more twins and triplets. Take that a step further, and even complex societal phenomena such as inheritance and the demographic transition would be radically different or even completely unknown in this alternative society. And none of that is considering the knock-on hormonal effects producing so much sperm would have, and the various ways that would be physically expressed all across the average male's body.

Rather than a traditional transformation-based RP, today I would love to have a conversation with a literate partner whose socks are as rocked as mine when diving into such counter-factuals. If you agree that the veneer of logic and realism makes these sorts of fantasies so much more alluring, shoot me a chat!

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Kinks: literate partners, biology, fertility, and reproductive themes, lactation, sexual dimorphism, growth (semi-realistic sizes) and more 😄

Limits: scat, gore, excessive violence, furry, incest

Are you into eldritch unknowable gods?

Are you into nightmarish erotic situations, where you should be terrified, but you can't stop being just so damn horny?

Ready for something to invade your subconscious, and pluck out the dirtiest, filthiest of wants and manipulate them in a way you most definitely weren't considering?

If you answered yes to all of these, then by golly, you're in the right place.

The prompt:

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Have you ever accidentally summoned a cosmic horror, with your cum? No? Well, strap the fuck in. Because, I did. Mid-orgasm. After jerking off.

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So there I am, late-night ritual, leaning back in my shitty computer chair, the one that creaks like it's about to give out every time I lean too far. Fist a blur around all 5.5 inches of my cock, that spark climbing my spine. "Hmmmm... yes..." My laptop flickers on mute — I'm not a madman, who watches porn with the volume up — some hot busty step-mom, dark hair, plump dick sucking lips, tits spilling out of a tight little dress, squatting in these obscene fucking heels (god, why am I so obsessed with heels), her mouth stretched around her step-son's cock right there on the kitchen floor.

It hits me like a truck. Thighs locked, toes cramping, the first rope splattering my chest, the second across my stomach, my hand still milking me while I make some stupid broken sound. My hips jerk off the seat and I remember thinking, in that buzzing afterglow second, that was a really fucking good one.

And then I'm falling. Through the chair, through the floor, through everything, until I'm not falling anymore. I'm just... held.

Dark. Naked. Slime-thick tentacles around my thighs, my wrists yanked up, one coiled around my cock and pumping it slow, so slow, the slick on me not mine anymore but something hotter, alive. A red heartbeat pulses behind my eyes that isn't mine.

I'm terrified. Is this a nightmare? Did I pass out mid-orgasm? Wait, is this hell? Is this shit real??

Then it hits me. Why am I still hard? Harder than before. The thing on my cock strokes me like it knows every nerve I have and my hips buck into it without asking me. I'm panicking, I'm crying, tears sliding into my hair, and the more scared I get the harder I throb, and I hate it, I hate that some part of me deep down is screaming don't stop.

Then I hear it. Or feel it. Something crawling into the back of my head, speaking from the inside out.

"Ohhhhh... my sweet little thing..." Wet tongue dragged across the meat of my brain. "So generous with your offering... how long have I slept? How many little hands, how many spilled little ones... and here you are, the one who finally cracked the shell..."

Offering? What the fuck was I offering

A tentacle slithers past my lips, copper and honey on my tongue, resting throbbing against the back of my throat. Another nudges between my cheeks, patient, leaking that hot slime that makes the muscle just... open. I gag and I feel it pulse, feel whatever's on the other end enjoy that.

More come. Dozens. Fine ones tracing my nipples, thick ones winding my ribs, one cradling my balls. It's toying with me. It's playing.

It thanks me. Some god, some goddess, some thing older than either, fed on every lonely spurt in the dark since men had hands. And I was the last drop. The one that woke it up.

"Tell me, delicious one... what does thou desire?"

It doesn't wait. Of course it doesn't. A thinner tentacle presses to my temple and just... slides in. Past every polite thought, past every lie, past the porn I watched at fourteen, down into the rot at the bottom of me.

It finds it.

And it laughs. God, it laughs. Delighted. Playful. Wicked.

"Ohhhhhh... delicious. Filthy, filthy little thing. You didn't even know you were praying, did you?"

Something pours into me. Something rewrites. My cock throbs so hard it hurts, growing heavier, thicker in that coiled grip. And somewhere far away I feel dark red threads sinking into a sleeping shape across town, and I can't see her but I can feel her, and the god is smiling.

"A gift for a gift, sweet boy... she will not know... you will not know... oh, how sweet it will be when you find out together..."

The tentacle in my throat shoves deep, floods me, and everything goes white.

Morning.

I'm in bed, chest heaving, sheets soaked. Throat raw. Mouth tasting like copper and honey. Just a dream. Just a really fucked up dream. My cock is rock hard under the blanket, heavy in a way that feels wrong, feels more, and I don't look down yet.

I have no idea. No idea that across town, my mother is sitting up in her own drenched sheets, hand pressed to her throat, hair stuck to her cheek. No idea she just woke from a dream she knows was awful, and is unable to recall it each second she's awake but can't shake, something wet and enormous winding around her, whispering a name into her belly, her hips getting heavier, her breasts fuller, her cunt wetter, something rewriting her in the dark. No idea her thighs are slick. No idea the first thought that surfaces when she blinks into the dim is a thought about her son, and she doesn't know why it makes her chest go tight, doesn't know why she presses her thighs together when she thinks it.

None of us knew.

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Here's the premise. After the X-illionth drop of cum spilled into the ether, some fucked up cosmic entity finally cracks the shell, wakes up, and decides to grant me a wish. Lucky me. (Yay! Maybe?)

Only she doesn't ask what I want in the conventional way. She digs. Straight through the deepest, dirtiest, most locked-away recesses of my mind, my psyche, my soul and she finds something. I'd just finished jerking off to milf/step-mom porn, and guess what? She decides that's the wish. In her playful, wicked, mischievous little way, she reaches out and rewrites the world. Rewrites my mom. Turns her into the exact filthy fantasy I'd been drooling over.

Just... one problem.

I know things have changed. Guess who else? My mom.

So this RP is a lot of things. How do we both reconcile this new world? These new obscene, filthy, wrong feelings? Our wet dreams start haunting us. How would you feel if you couldn't stop getting wet in your own house, staring at your own son? How would I feel, watching my mom transformed into the lust-drunk, cum-drained goddess I secretly wanted her to be?

How long before we both break? How far do we go trying to avoid it? Does your husband think you've had a late sexual awakening? Do you fuck my friends first? Am I the final boss? How slow do we let the escalation cook, and what happens the second we finally give in?

Nothing about this is grounded. If you want realism, wrong door.

This is hyperbolic, silly, raunchy, and intense. If you're down to stretch these two characters to their filthy breaking point, climb in.

Regarding how we change, that'll be up to us! I'm eager to hear what fun new attributes, characteristics, features and habits we build that we have to get accustomed too!

Special note! I'm specially eager to find someone who'd be open to trying out some cultural corruption/taboo, if we wanted to play out a Arab family or a Indian family. Other races seem fun too, black, hispanic, asian, etc. So let me know if any of that interests you!

Also, Trans friendly! If you want to be a trans mom or daughter, whose in the middle of a transition and the god turns you into a bombshell with a limp girl-cock. Well, why not!

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Okay, so if you're excited and want to reach out, here are some things to know about me!

I tend to write multi para, so I'm comfortable and eager to write between 400 - 600 words. I can do much more, but that's a sweet spot. I enjoy detail and being swallowed with the RP. If you're interested, please reach out. But please do share some enthusiasm, let me know what interested you, if you had any thoughts other than 'i want to rp' and that includes how and what you'd play as the mom. What are your thoughts on the son. If you love wearing high heels, you can never go wrong including that. Ultimately, I'm looking for another dirty and degenerate writer, who wants to mix filthy obscenity, taboo and maternal love.

Kinks:

High Heels (major focus) - Platform peep-toe heels, strappy stilettos, wedges (all typically 4 to 5 inches), detailed descriptions of toe cleavage, arches, how they change posture/stance.

Foot Play - Man, you have pretty feet. Surely a foot job isn't that bad, right?

Outfit Play - Costumes ranging from slutty roleplay outfits (nurse, schoolgirl, etc.) to latex bodysuits, lingerie, cosplay, anything from casual-sexy to outright depraved

Seduction - The slow burn, the corruption, the gradual boundary erosion

Dirty Talk - Crude and raw (Breeding talk, cocksleeves, cum guzzlers, fuck toys, etc. )

Taboo Locations - Strip clubs, convention hentai rooms, home while dad's downstairs, risky public-ish settings

Sexual Exhaustion - Marathon sessions, being drained

Sloppy Seconds - Just because some gooner came on my moms tits, doesn't mean I wont suck on them. She's MY mom after all!

Corruption/Moral Decay - Good people succumbing to depravity, at a minimum.

Naivety/Ignorance - Engineering situations where characters convince themselves "it's fine"

Control/Manipulation - Microdosing, grooming, psychological games

Hentai/Porn Logic - Oversized cocks, constant leaking, excessive cum production, exaggerated arousal. To an extent, open to ranges.

Size Difference, Exhibitionism/Voyeurism, Intelligence , Revenge, Risky Sex, Sneaking Around, Adultery, Oral ,Cum Play, Anal/Rimming, Multiple Partners

Limits: Violence, pregnancy, one-liners/short posts, straight to smut

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Long ago you had been a powerful individual-be it a rich noble with money and influence, or a strong mage that made a name for herself..or if you might want as background and discuss it. But despite all of that, you had quite an appetite and in time you had only grown it, letting gluttony and hedonism consume you \\\~. You started enjoying what you were doing and discovered that as you ate more, you managed to grow bigger and sexier. Everything seemed to be going your way and you were planning on corrupting others, especially women for which you had a liking, as you grew taller. Before you could keep enjoying what you were doing tho you were stopped and cursed as a ghost to your former mansion. Times passed and people didn't dare wander in your place anymore.

That was until i received a stupid dare to go in, otherwise i would lose my standing in my friends group-the task was simple, go in, take some photos and exit. Little did i know that inside there was a ghost that awaited me, enjoying her chance to posses, fatten me up and feminise me so that she could walk again \\\~ I was thinking that once inside me, she could be just like an instrusive thought, but the more i fuel her and listen to her words by eating..the fatter and bigger she becomes\\\~

If you are interested in the plot, hit me up\\\~

Kinks : weight gain, expansion, mini gts, amazon, giantess - i prefer to at least have a mini gts(having at least 8 feet) , corruption, becoming sub, teasing, seduction, burping, i accept vore too and some more!

I don't - FUTA, FURRY, MUSCLE, TORTURE, PREGNANCY, TORTURE, GORE, TOILET, IMMOBILE, BLOB.

\*\*Agent Elizabeth Rowland\*\* sat rigidly at her desk in the Bureau’s mid-level analysis wing, trying to ignore the slow, steady pressure building under her skin.
Air. She was filling with air.

It had started after the containment breach—some experimental inflation virus that turned the body into a living balloon. Her breasts had swollen first, rising and firming as they took on volume, still shaped like her own but now heavier, tighter, pushing hard against the sports bra that was already fighting a losing battle. Her ass had followed, rounding out and lifting as air packed into the soft tissue, stretching her regulation trousers taut across the seat. And her nipples… permanently hard, sensitive peaks that stood out in sharp relief no matter how she tried to hide them. Everything stayed proportional. Just bigger. Fuller. Tighter. Like she was being inflated from the inside out, one quiet breath at a time.

The deep frustration burned hotter than the embarrassment. She had always been slim—narrow hips, flat stomach, a figure that disappeared easily into tailored jackets and regulation trousers. Now that neat, compact frame was being steadily overwritten by pressurized curves she had never asked for. Every glance down at the swelling under her blouse felt like a personal betrayal.

Her old bra and panties were already ruined—left crumpled in her locker after the cups refused to contain anything and the waistband had given up with an audible protest. The current improvised layers were barely holding. Every small shift made her breasts bounce with a soft, pressurized resistance. Every time she sat, she felt the extra volume in her backside pressing against the chair.
Elizabeth gritted her teeth, cheeks burning. Embarrassed. Annoyed. Deeply, quietly furious at the unfairness of it. Absolutely not going to Medical.
Through the open doorway she caught a clear view of the hallway: a fully inflated woman being carefully wheeled past on a reinforced gurney. The woman’s breasts were enormous, high, and tightly rounded, each one glossy and strained to capacity. Her belly ballooned outward in a smooth, heavy dome that rested across her lap, and her ass had swollen into two massive, firm mounds that forced her to half-sit, half-recline. Limbs and face were still recognizably human, just stretched tight over the exaggerated, pressurized curves. Two techs in containment gear murmured about “subject stability” and “further testing protocols.” The woman’s muffled voice floated by, half protest, half resignation.

Elizabeth’s stomach dropped. That was exactly what she was \*not\* going to become—another sealed, catalogued, wheeled-around test subject for the lab rats to poke and measure. Especially not when she could still remember exactly how slim she used to be.

She yanked her jacket tighter, trying to flatten the obvious swell of her chest, and forced her eyes back to the encrypted files on her screen. Find the strain data. Reverse it. Deflate herself before anyone noticed the way her blouse strained or the way her trousers rode higher with every passing hour.

Hide it. Fix it. Stay out of the hallway on a gurney.
The air inside her had other plans, continuing its slow, relentless fill.

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Hello hello! Glad you like the prompt! You’ll play as Elizabeth, and agent trying to hide her inflation and find a cure for herself: and all the perverted escapades that follow! Password is ER!

(18+)

Somehow, my characters been cursed. She's suddenly developed strange doll joints, and pale porcelain skin. Maybe we're in a sort of fantasy d&d setting, and she triggered a cursed item or trap? or maybe its a more modern setting, and she just bought something cursed from an odd thrift shop. Now, this wouldn't be so bad on its own, but it's come with some strange...urges. She's always been a strong, independent type, definitely on the masculine end (maybe a lesbian, if youre into that), but suddenly she's feeling a need to be more feminine...dresses seem like the only thing that would be comfortable to move in, and she feels a strange drive to "play house". Thats where you're character comes in, he's been a good friend of hers, if we went with the more fantasy setting theyre in a party together, but in a modern setting we can just be close friends. Maybe you put yourself into the position on purpose, telling me that the curse will only get worse if i resist, or more subtly telling me that the urges make sense because "thats how dolls are supposed to act". Or maybe its more subtle, I just find myself feeling a strange need fo serve you, you come around and i find myself instinctively making you tea or food, maybe that urge to dress and act feminine only starts when you come to visit. Either way, eventually it gets to a peak, and i approach you with a request.

"all dolls need to be owned"

Hello, I am looking for a GM to transform me into a woman from Mass Effect, Halo, Destiny, Star Wars, or Warhammer. In terms of Fantasy, stuff like D&D/Bg3, The Witcher, GoT/ASOIF and TES. A more generic Fantasy would also be fine. Other’s ideas can be suggested if you have any regarding fandom. I’m down to be transformed into a named character, or just into random person from that setting. How the transformation actually takes place can be discussed but I do have a couple of ideas that could work.

One of the ideas is that my character is interacting with some ancient ruins and, messing with them causes a machine to activate that causes me to become one of said aliens.

Another is that In ordering a cosplay, the wrong one got shipped to me, that being parts of a cosplay relating to that alien, rather than what I ordered. Being curious regardless I try on part of it and the transformation ensues.

All character of 18+

DM me if it interests you.

Request is always open.

Hello, I am looking for a GM to transform me into a woman from Mass Effect, Halo, Destiny, Star Wars, or Warhammer. In terms of Fantasy, stuff like D&D/Bg3, The Witcher, GoT/ASOIF and TES. A more generic Fantasy would also be fine. Other’s ideas can be suggested if you have any regarding fandom. I’m down to be transformed into a named character, or just into random person from that setting. How the transformation actually takes place can be discussed but I do have a couple of ideas that could work.

One of the ideas is that my character is interacting with some ancient ruins and, messing with them causes a machine to activate that causes me to become one of said aliens.

Another is that In ordering a cosplay, the wrong one got shipped to me, that being parts of a cosplay relating to that alien, rather than what I ordered. Being curious regardless I try on part of it and the transformation ensues.

All character of 18+

DM me if it interests you.

Request is always open.

All participants must be 18+! If this post is up I’m still looking for people to play it with!

The title says it all 26m femboy here who’s super into penis sizeplay, sph, penis shrinking, penis size theft/transfer, femdom, public/group penis comparing/sizeplay, family scenarios, mom dom, penis transformations, penis/ball temporary removal, and much more!

I’d love to get a scenario together where we can imagine someone shrinking our penis’s with some sort of sci-fi style fleshlight device that can take any amount of length/girth off our penis’s that the user sees fit and play around with it while giving us the proper sph/humiliation treatment, my favorite being a mom/step mom shrinking our penis’s as a punishment scenario!

Hit me up with ideas and let’s play!