/tf/ - Transformation & Transgender

>>585

Back, nobody around?

>>584

Try to turn the TV back, with something equally cliche like "Abracadabra"

>>600

I guess I should have added some more suggestions at the end. Johnny might return home and Bruce might fail at hiding the wand, or if you got something else, suggest it and we'll see how we can use it!

>>600

Let's make sure the T.V. still works. You said it was altered, we'd best make sure.

I don't see Johnny giving up this wand. I say he keeps testing it out until Johnny gets back.

Some ideas:

Bring a potted house plant to (Animated)life.

See if he can turn water into beer.

Finally, see if he can make lasers come out of it.

These are some of the first things I'd try. (Also, been a while since I stopped by here. Glad the quest started up with those characters we worked on. Looks like we have a participant that's not me as well, so that's good news. Maybe we'll get more.)

>>606

>I don't see Johnny giving up his wand

I meant bruce.

>>606

Ah, hello again, great to have you back! I try to have at least one update every day, depending on how fast people reply. I'll get to writing this now

>>610

Well fuck.

Well, we can't fix the TV, the Plant, and the wand all at once, so I think we're busted. Best just come clean and hope they can help us figure out what's the deal with the wand / not be too terribly pissed about us peeking.

>>613

Hmm, a few typos here and there:

second paragraph ending, should have been […]biggest problem solved.

Second paragraph after sneaky approach check, should have been Johnny instead of "He".

The second sneaky approach is a flashy approach,

Oh well, we've got potential for some hilarity here now!

>>614

Talk him out of it by telling him how it works. Emphasis on the TV and how it wasn't exactly the same when we tried to turn it back so he gets some idea of how dangerous it is.

>>617

Nobody is going to relinquish that immediately after figuring out what it can do. I'm guessing he'd go screw around with his car using the wand. He probably has a few ideas of specific tweaks that could be made.

Could also see him doing something magical relating to video games. But not until they have a better grasp of what they're dealing with.

>>617

Something big but not world-wrecking would be pretty welcome to demonstrate the wand's power. Making a parade happen just outside the window? Summoning a loyal maid, or an absolutely delicious fancy meal, maybe?

>>620

Thinking they'd both agree going outside to do some magic on his car would be somewhat overt and stupid if the wand is legit. There's no garage for Johnny around the dormitory, just open air. He drives off to a mechanical club about ten minutes away when he's doing major work on it.

Also, I'd think Bruce would try convincing him to hand it over, even if it seems unlikely that Johnny would do so, but he wouldn't get physical over it.

>>621

Now we're getting closer to something here. I might start writing in thirty minutes with these two. though more examples of big things would be interesting.

Also, I'd love some suggestions on kinks/fandoms for the two!

>>625

We could test if it has an effective range. Like visible stuff up to a distance or things we can't see.

Try using it on something outside the window.

Try turning something you can't see.

>>632

>[Bruce flashy check vs Johnny’s flashy check. 0+[1] vs 1+[1], fail]

>[spent 1 FP from Bruce to adjust scenario]

Johnny weighed the wand in his hands and gave Bruce a skeptical look, apparently not too interested in handing it over.

“Hell man, I was the one who figured out that this thing worked and I let you use it, knowing that it was authentic. Since nobody knows who owns it, I’d say we should share fairly.”

Johnny grudgingly nodded his head. “All right, you can have it again, but I want to try the large scale potential of this thing first.”

Bruce shrugged. “Fine, what were you thinking?”

“I was sort of thinking large scale and hidden. Something like… making our college demand uniforms. I mean, not just suddenly deciding it today, but since the beginning.”

“Hmm, that sounds pretty big, and it would let us know if it can alter reality,” Bruce agreed. “Though, If it didn’t work, we would make news headlines about students magically wearing uniforms.”

Johnny shrugged. “Either that or we do something smaller amongst ourselves to check it out first.”

>[+1 FP for ‘hot headed’, previous angry outbursts at two roomates.]

“I’m not very interested in being hit by that wand directly,” Bruce said with a hint of doubt in his voice. *“Maybe Kevin or Mary?” he asked with contentment in his voice. “Just do something relatively harmless to them. Make Kevin wear a bowtie, or have Mary change her vanilla hairstyle into a purple sidecut or something?”

“Hmm, I’m see where you are coming from… but I don’t know,” Johnny replied while scratching his chin. “As long as we keep it harmless, I guess?”

>Should Bruce try and do the spell himself, or have Johnny do it?

>Any suggestions on alterations?

>>633

Let Johnny do it.

Try changing the reporter on TV.

That would let you test 2 things:

- Changing something you do not really now the position of

- and you could try to make it unnoticeable to others.

Find a female reporter and change her clothing into something a lot less formal.

Btw: I think we already changed reality by creating a living plant person.

>>634

>Btw: I think we already changed reality by creating a living plant person.

with such red lines, anything we do can be called altering reality :p.

I guess by 'reality alteration/warp' I'm thinking of changes that nobody would find out of place, rewriting the known universe to make room for it without provoking mobs with torches and pitchforks.

Oh well, I'll get to writing after a shower, if nobody else has anything to add by then.

>>637

Have Bruce ask for a turn, and see if he can make Johnny forget various topics.

>>637

Lets see if the wand has any other powers. First, I'd like to try something abstract. Like "I'm going to summon a tome that details how this wand works"

We've just been shown that the wand is bad about unintentional side effects, is that going to alter how we use this thing or are we going to be reckless with it?

>>641

Create 2 necklaces enchanted with something like:

awareness of all alterations/uses

undo the last change

indestructibility (or something close)

Also create a book that will list all alterations/uses that are done.

It shall adds items to the list when the wand is used

Make it so that when an item is crossed out, the alteration is undone.

That's be safety items I would make. The necklace is for fast access but the book is for long term effects.

And for fun: Turn Johnny's ears into cat ears to test the items.

>>642

Hmm, some of these suggestions conflict slightly with the suggestion of altering Johnny without his knowledge. Then again, those suggestions didn't specify what one would remove, but it seemed like it was meant to be his knowledge of the wand and then we'd be stuck in a dilemma.

Anyway. I'll be back in three hours time or so.

>>643

I'm personally against making Johnny forget about the wand. It seems like a dick move.

>>641

Johnny and Bruce ought to take this wand out on campus after they get their medallions made.

Now that they've got a reverse button, I could totally see our hot headed hero going too far with this wand.

Let's run rampant on the campus for a bit, maybe encounter some of our other characters in the process.

>>642

sounds like a good start.

>>644

>I'm personally against making Johnny forget about the wand. It seems like a dick move.

> yeah, it sort of is out of character at this point in time compared to the suggestions. Johnny's probably the only guy Bruce really feels a connection to among the dormitory friends.

>>645

Yeah, that might be somewhere to go, even though I suspect there's not many left on campus right now.

I'll just start with making some items then.

>>641

Make it fashionable to carry around fake magic wands, but ensure nobody else has a wand looking like the one our protagonists carry! Should make things both hilarious and make their own wand more inconspicuous.

>>647

We can change people without them seeing us or us seeing them.

And we can choose who should be aware of any change.

Making everybody carry around a wand is unnecessary

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>647

We can change people without them seeing us or us seeing them.

And we can choose who should be aware of any change.

Making everybody carry around a wand is unnecessary

(Also testing dice)

>>649

How do you roll those?

>>651

“Eh, she seemed to love it, and we’ll fix her later on,” Bruce said as he raised the wand towards Johnny. “Say cheese: Cat ears!”

The wand began to glow purple and hum as if it was charging. Both their faces drooped as the wand puffed much louder than usual. Both coughed as the smoke covered the room in front of them. “Damn, are you okay, Johnny?”

“Nyaa,” a lighter voice than Johnny’s normal said through the fog before coughing, hands waving away the smoke. Slowly a slightly more slender form appeared, his hoodie tighter across his torso, his skin apparently charcoal grey. His head had been totally transformed into a cat’s. Dark green eyes and a some big rings pierced through his ears.

Bruce realized his skin wasn’t grey, but it was a thin layer of fur on top of it. His pants were also less baggy than he previously had and more form fitting, wrapping along hips that seemed slightly wider than what they had been previously.

“What happened to me,” he asked after a few more seconds,“My voice is higher, and my face feels strange,” he said before noticing the grey color on his hands, the nails sharper on his fingertips.

“Yeah, you kinda turned into a cat-person-hybrid thing,” Bruce said slowly.

“What?” Johnny tried to get up but found his feet had morphed into digitigrade paws, with boots to fit them. It did compensate for his loss of height though. He walked quickly over to the mirror by the door and hissed. “Shiiet,” he said, touching his teeth and his snout. “It’s wet too. Oh,” he said as he began pivoting the ears. “It’s like old radio switching between different noise channels.” He then felt his torso and stomach and hips. “What the hell, this body is all lumpy, oh” he dug into the back of his pants and pulled out a tail. “Yeah, that’s a tail. damn, it feels like I’m trying to take a shit in multiple directions moving it around.

Bruce observed Johnny for a moment, beginning to find the scene hilarious. “I think it fits you,” he said with a chuckle. “Even though it’s sort of androgynous.”

Johnny rested a hand on his wider hips and gave him a look. “If that’s the way it’s going to be, I’m demanding a trade,” he said shifting his legs slightly at some unseen discomfort before focusing on Bruce again. “You turned me into a furry cat person, I get to turn you into something.”\

>Aight, two mishaps in one post, been waiting on it forever. pity it didn't happen while they didn't know the rules.

>so, what next?

>>652

Fair is fair. We got the safety objects after all.

But he should only do a small change, since this was only supposed to change is ears. The wand just malfunctioned.

Also maybe create a stable less powerful wand.

(the roll menu is in the options down below)

>>652

Lol fuck that, let him try to take the wand. After seeing those sorts of unintentional side effects, no sane person would agree. We haven't even checked to see how reversible the change is yet. Nothing we've tried to revert back to normal has gone perfectly back to normal yet.

>>653

>>654

Hmm, two different angles and some different suggestions. second reply seems a bit more in Bruce' hot-headed personality, and they have been somewhat reckless with the thing so far.

I guess trying to undo the cat-morph effects first with the counter-items would be wise. secondary wand might also be something to consider, though I'd prolly run a clever approach for them thinking of it.

No big reply before later, just dropping by between tasks. What sort of persons will they meet at the college at around 7pm?

>>652

Just turn him into a hot bimbo. As cliche it may be, considering the board's theme I doubt anyone has any objections to TG TF, and it does sound like something humiliating enough.

>>656

hehe, someone tired of the slow buildup? I guess we can arrange for that. Currently I'm thinking I'd go: debate, undo, new wands, Johnny's payback(apparently bimbofication, I'll prolly filter it through Johnny's kinks). I must admit I'm pondering if moving off to the college at night will be happening in this thread, I think its more likely Kevin will return first.

Oh well, going to start write in an hour or so, will try to be done within two hours after that with a post.

>>655

I didn't include the undoing the change option because we don't control Johnny and he should be the one to undo his change. We could suggest it to him though.

>>656

As was already said. Bruce is hot-headed, but he's not mad or evil.

Serious mental change is definitely in the evil range.

>>658

>I didn't include the undoing the change option because we don't control Johnny and he should be the one to undo his change. We could suggest it to him though.

Well yes, but I doubt Johnny would wait to undo it very long.

>As was already said. Bruce is hot-headed, but he's not mad or evil.

>Serious mental change is definitely in the evil range.

I interpreted that as Johnny's revenge on Bruce, but I guess if you follow the rule that we can only control Bruce then it would be from Bruce point of view and sort of evil, yes.

Still, I'd give points for allowing Johnny to do something in that vein, considering its a stupid thing to do but overall entertaining storytelling.

Still a bit busy with work, going to take another 40 mins before I begin.

>>661

Bruce felt words coming into his head from somewhere. ‘Do you want to apply the enhancement, curse less? More information?’ Bruce mentally shrugged and thought ‘more information.’ ‘effects will gradually apply if you say words defined as swearing, effects include physical transformations towards human base model[ref 1], mental changes, none.’ Bruce shrugged and accepted the queury. “So, I swear and I transform towards a image you've imagined?”

“Pretty much. Give it a go, I’d like to see how effective it is,” Johnny smiled.

“Shit dick bastard bitch,” Bruce peppered out before stopping as he felt uncomfortable.

His legs seemed to be shrinking in height, his pants shrinking down along with them, actually getting tighter. Then his torso began to shrink and his slightly chubby pecs began to grow bigger, perkier and feeling fuller.

His t-shirt tightened around them and the neckline expanded, leaving him with a view of fleshy curves he haven’t had before, and the sight of straps belonging to a bra.

Then his face seemed to be going through a thing as he felt his lips thicken, his jaw change in some manner and his eyes felt like they were growing. and finally, he felt his hipbones begin to expand, flattening his stomach slightly and making his pants tighter than he was comfortable with as it hugged them even closer than before.

“Fuck!” he exclaimed from thicker lips while looking down at himself, trying to keep his balance on his now off-balanced legs. Which prompted his thighs to begin filling his pants, which now were turning into some dark grey cotton pants instead of jeans. “You gave me a curse that turns me into a freaking woman when I curse?”

His shoulders and neck began shrinking inward, giving him a more feminine upper body profile as the straps of the bra became visible in the widening neckline. “Freaking isn’t a curse word, oh shit! Shit!” he said as his rear began perking up, stretching out his pants a bit more, which now were starting to lose their legs and crawl up to his knees. Then his sneaker shoes became black pumps with one inch heels.

Bruce sat there keeping both hands over his mouth, which still were miraculously guy-like. “I guess I’m bad with swear words,” he admitted after removing his hands, weirded out by the feeling of his lips on them. He somewhat regretted it as he let the arms hang by his side, which promptly reminded him of his now much wider hips and cheeky rear end. He scowled at himself before glancing over at Johnny. “I guess the experiment is a success. Would you mind me going back to normal now?

Johnny sat back in the cough and chuckled cheerfully. “I guess not, even though it was hilarious to see you swear your way to boobs and hips and a pretty face.

“Screw you Johnny,” Bruce said with a tiny smile and a chuckle of his own, prompting his butt to expand again and his pants legs to shrink up to above his knee. He paused and observed his ass over his shoulder, giving it an experimental squeeze. “What is the end goal of this curse, anyway?”

“Bodacious flag girl with leather hot pants and a matching top with some checker patterns along the edges,” Johnny chuckled, still finding the scene hilarious. “That ass is getting out of control!”

“Don’t look at my damn ass,” Bruce snapped back, still smiling slightly at Johnny’s infectious mood. “Oh shit, shit!” he managed to blurt as he felt something slither in the crotch department, underwear and pants tightening in the front and a enticing warm feeling spreading up and flowering in his stomach. Then his arms and hands began slimming and thinning down from his outburst.

“All right, I think I just officially changed gender,” Bruce managed to say after a few moments turned away from Johnny, trying to acclimatize to the new feeling of tight clothing wrapping all around his hips and crotch.

“You’re about halfway there, by my reckoning,” Johnny said while wiping some tears out of his eyes. “Want to discuss some politics, Buffy?”

Bruce was about to spontaneously reply but decided not to at the last moment, pointing a small index finger at Johnny.

>>662

Hmm, I need to make smaller replies in the future. Then again, I like to get as much out of my replies when I first have the time to write. Oh well, I guess we're getting close to going out for some random fun if that's what people want next?

>>662

Go to the bathroom and swear yourself to full girl infront of the mirror.

After that return to normal and go around campus to find fun targets.

>>674

Before the last curse had time to begin, his waist finally figured out it was time to join the rest of the body in this journey, and shrunk, increasing the profile of his flared pelvis even more and making his belly muscles flatter and more pronounced. Bruce thought that this might have been one of the better parts of this transformation as he snapped a photo of his first ever flat stomach with a dumb grin on his perky lips.

Which just expanded again, along with his eyes getting slightly bigger, his nose shrinking down some more, along with his jaw and cheekbones getting smoother and the skin smoothing out. He thought his previous face had been pretty feminine when he entered the bathroom, but now he laughed and took another picture while crossing his eyes and giving a smile so wide that there had to be some Tyler blood in his final form. There was, as far as he could tell, no familiarity between himself and the face of this girl, as he currently looked nothing like his mom or any relatives.

Bruce shrugged and took a few more snaps, then he swore a dozen times tired of the slow alterations. His stomach morphed to get a nice feminine muscle tone. His waist shrank again. His shoulders shrank once more, leaving them just as wide as his hips. This also made the top alter its form again, shrinking and tightening once more over his chest.

After some minor adjustments to hands, legs and skin tone - Bruce had never tanned, ever - the cursing stopped having an effect. He was by now wearing black hotpants with black and white checkers, the legs cut half an inch below his tightly wrapped crotch, barely containing his sizeable butt cheeks in the back. The top wasn’t much better, now a leather bikini barely holding his breasts and stiff nipples under control

Bruce took another few pictures before noticing his blush and the increased feeling of warmth and pleasure from his nether-regions, every shift of his legs rubbing the tight clothing up against what he could guess was hiding down there.

He decided it was time to go for broke and found a zipper in the back of the hot pants, pulling it down and gently peeling the pants off. He saw he was wearing black string panties with red lining, slightly moistened and clinging closely to a puffy pair of vulvas, thicker than two thumbs each. He wrapped his right hand around it and gave the folds a few gentle rubs, which provoked him to moan slightly. A feminine voice he hadn’t heard before came out of his mouth and made something in his head go critical.

Within moments his lower body shuddered and exploded the rest of him with a very pleasurable release, hanging on to the sink as he lost strength in his legs and control of his moaning voice, doing his best at observing the female body in the mirror having an orgasm. After half a minute, he regained his composure, looking away from the mirror to gather his thoughts for a moment.

His panties were now soaked, so he took some toilet paper and dabbed them before they dripped onto the floor. He looked up at the mirror to observe the body again and gave himself a shrug as he continued to dab his panties, making a point out of the absurdity of the situation.

A few more selfies were made for later, before he put the hot pants on again. He picked up the red wand and aimed it at himself and whispered “freshen.” The smell of woman disappeared so suddenly he realized he hadn’t noticed it before. He felt freshly showered, but gave his armpits a quick smell in a very unladylike fashion to make sure. He was going to turn back, but he figured Johnny did deserve to have a quick glance at the final form of his payback before he undid the damage.

—

>Alright, I may start on the campus tomorrow, unless Johnny's been up to some sort of trouble out with Tina while Bruce tf - fapped?

>>675

Go see Johnny. Suggest turning Tina more human so she's less flashy? If we have guest over a plant girl is kind of weird. (Unless reality was change accordingly…)

Maybe give her a morphing ability between human looking plant - plantgirl - human with slight plant traits

>>663

gotta say that I've got no complaints against the long replies.

>>680

>>675

You mentioned we were moaning in there, how thick are the walls in this place? I'm betting Johnny could hear our antics and I think that would be a fun interaction to see.

>>680

Why not make Tina invisible? Am I the only one with a kink for getting a blowjob from an invisible person?

>>680

Might be one solution, or just give her a enhancement that veils her from what she is, but I'll stick to suggestions on this.

>>682

hehe, I guess you don't. I've got a few gripes here and there about some grammatical and canon things I've done so far, but there's always room to improve.

>>683

bit late, imo to add that. but I got an idea I'll expand on in a quick reply

>>687

hmm, also doable. I'll make a quick reply with some of these and some of mine

>>690

“All right. Let’s move to the side, Tina,” he said and got a sound of agreement before he began to take baby steps shuffling to the side. Bruce could then see a dick, probably close to ten inches long and two inches thick, getting treated by Tina’s invisible mouth, nudging down against the back of her throat as invisible lips could be seen hitting his bottom. There were also a slight tint of green at the tip and the veins.

Also, the balls were massive, most likely lemon sized, and Bruce could see that the tip of his dick was continuously dripping tablespoons of pre for every stroke Tina was sucking out of him, disappearing a few seconds after going down her throat.

Bruce didn’t know if he should laugh or stare in shock, so he did a bit of both with a dumb smile on his lips. “To be honest: That’s hilarious and absurd.”

“I know, right?” Johnny said and shrugged while Tina kept milking his dick. “Well, did a few upgrades on her. when she sucks someone off, their junk will become bigger and more productive every time they get off. To be honest, I’ve already come twice while you were in there. That added about four inches to the length and one to the width, and the junk in the trunk, obviously.”

“And the invisibility?” Bruce asked while leaning back against the inner door frame, smiling like an idiot.

“Little bit of me worrying about what would happen if any of the others came home and saw Tina, and me wanting to see this going on,” he said as he gestured demonstratively at his dick getting sucked by someone invisible. “I’m the first guy in the universe that has seen this happen to themselves,” he said and laughed a bit before the chuckle became grunts, and the familiar motions of an ejaculation came over him.

The cream came like a water-hose out of his dick, adding another half inch to its width and another two to its length, making it a foot long. After ten long and slow bursts, he groaned and patted the invisible Tina on the head. “Aight, that’s enough for now. Oh, here comes the hangover,” he said as he slowly slipped the slightly limper dick out of Tinas mouth, holding it up with one hand as the other snuck behind his sack and under it as the balls became large like apples, veins clearly churning below the taut skin.

“That upgrade to Tina removes the hair off your balls too?” Bruce asked, wondering if he should give it a go on his current body to see what would happen then.

“Wouldn’t be very sexy if it maintained hair density,” he said as he let the balls fall down in front of his pants. “Damn, these’ll never fit now,” he shrugged.

“Are you thinking about your pants, or in someone’s vag? I’d say no to both,” Bruce said and chuckled at the unreal sight of Johnny’s knee-slapping dick resting between his apple-sized balls. “Mind if I take a picture of this hilarious work of fucking art?” he asked as he picked up his phone “I’ll crop your face out if you want to stay anonymous,” he smiled.

>Options:

Bruce trying out Tina’s magical lips on current form

reverting and going out

>Complications:

Return of Kevin

global events of troublesome +1

>Other things? I still got a few more hours so do respond!

>>691

>Bruce trying out Tina’s magical lips on current form

>global events of troublesome +1

Whatever you mean by this. But it's better than Keving showing up, I think.

>>692

hehehe, I find it hilarious that people would prefer to wreck the world instead of having Kevin come home. But I guess some complications are entertaining. I'll give this another half hour before I begin writing again.

>>695

“Brrr, that’s cold,” Bruce shivered at the air stroking what apparently was a near-hairless mound.

“Up on the kitchen table you go,” Tina said, lifting up his body as if it didn’t weigh anything. “Now lie back and, hmm, think of London? Is that a thing you say a lot, Johnny?” she said as she looked over her shoulder at her creator.

“Mostly when things are going to hell in a hand basket and you can only stay on for the ride?” he half stated, half asked with a hand casually wrapped onto the front of his package.

Bruce sighed and leaned back onto the table, something he never would have done in his own body - it would probably have broken the table because of his weight, for one reason. He could feel the breath of Tina between his legs.

Then the moaning started, almost before the pleasures from below. the feelings of Tina’s lips rubbing and toying at his vulva was earth-shattering. “Gawd! How did you endure?” Bruce asked through gritted teeth, quick breaths snapping between the words as his body’s muscles began losing control to the pleasures, breasts bouncing with every pulse.

“I didn’t,” Johnny said and giggled. “As I said, I went through two before you were done. The first ones are quick.”

Bruce tried to reply but the combination of his moans in his ears and the eager tongue between his legs sent him over the edge. Which felt even more intense than last time, even considering that last time was done through the panties and not by someone else directly pleasuring you. Then something began to feel even more pleasurable, as if the spasms were building on top of one another. The feeling grew from his crotch and around inside his stomach and hips, every pulse expanding upon the last. Tina’s lips were now slurping fluids more than they were licking her.

“Hah, that’s fascinating,” Johnny said with a sigh. “Your hips expanded too.”

“Huh?” Bruce got up on his elbows and looked down between his breasts to try and assess the changes. “Women have a hard time paying attention to what’s going on below their breasts,” he said after catching his breath a bit, the worst spasms giving out.

It certainly seemed that the hips were wider, and the mound that Tina was digging her nose into seemed bigger than it had been inside the panties. Bruce could see the hint of the inner folds on top of it from here. He moved his hand down to measure the width of the vulvas around the mound: five thumbs wide total, and plumper than before.

“No wonder the hips needed to join in,” Bruce said before Tina dug in again, covering less ground but giving just as much pleasure, her mouth focusing on the clit that now was beginning to peak up from thick inner folds.

“Oh, yeah, now it’s cooling down a bit,” Bruce replied, not sounding very confident about it. “Mind taking some pictures and film of this? I’d like an angle a male can appreciate later,” he managed to ask Johnny before the moans began to force themselves from his throat again. “Damn, this won’t take much longer than last time,” he shrugged.

“It’ll be long enough to make a good video,” Johnny commented from the sidelines.

It did last longer than last time, and it did make a good video and some good pictures. Yet the climax was once again beyond expectations. The table trickled with the juices overflowing from Bruce’s growing vagina, even with the thirsty Tina drinking eagerly. The hips widened once more, the crotch expanded and the lips began thickening even more, sweating with need. Before Bruce could say stop, Tina was at it again, and he decided didn’t want to stop just yet.

“Hey, Tina, get some on the breasts too,” Johnny suggested, and she promptly carried out by putting her hands under the bra, lips manifesting on the palms that began licking his stiff, sensitive nipples.

“Oh Lord,” Bruce said after moaning for a minute as the climax began for the third time. Not only did the hips and crotch once more expand, but his breasts inflated up another three cups, popping out of the leather bikini cups. “All right, enough,” he managed to say before Tina continued again, getting up and crossing his legs, which now pressed the various labias between them together in arousing ways, folds slinking about like greasy eels with every slight shift of his thighs or his stomach. He realised his breasts, G-cups, were lactating too, dripping eagerly down their curves onto his stomach and down into his lap, joining the moisture of the crotch.

He slipped wetly off the table and dropped to his feet on the floor. He picked up the panties and began pulling them back on, barely getting them across his wider hips. They didn’t really do much now but wrap around his inner labias, leaking heavily.

“God, this is both hot and disturbing,” Bruce said, more or less ignoring Johnny’s foot-long tent, which he had probably been rubbing while he was lying spread out on the table.

“You look voluptuous, girl-Bruce,” Tina said with a smile and gave him a kiss, tasting like the woman Bruce currently had the body of. He chuckled and fetched his plastic wands, using the red to reshape the panties, hot pants and bra so that they would cover him properly. He spent some time feeling himself up while putting on the clothes again.

“That body is a monster of a woman right now,” Johnny said in an almost hushed tone while Bruce was absent-mindedly cupping a breast and tilting his hips, getting used to the new gait again. Moisture was dripping from the legs of his hot pants, along with the milk of his hypnotic breasts.

“I’d say she’s mostly your invention, but I won’t say I’m not enjoying myself,” Bruce said lazily while he smiled over at Johnny. “As were you,” he pointed at his tent, “by the looks of things.”

“Next time you try on a woman, I’ll be the one with the tent taking pictures,” Bruce said with promise in his voice. but he was already getting distracted by a desire growing in his panties, a feeling of emptyness that hadn’t been there before. “Was quick recuperation a part of this enhancement you gave Tina?” Bruce asked.

“Huh? Yeah, who wants to wait for the refractory period as a guy, anyway,” he answered when he realized Bruce had asked him something, fascinated by Bruce’s body and his own dick.

“I think it might be having a stronger effect on the female body,” Bruce shrugged, a hand unconsciously feeling up his big, soft pubic mound, immensely enjoying the shifting feeling of his enlarged lips.

>Options:

-revert changes(, go out)

-keep changes(, go out)

-More home fun

>Complications:

-Did Johnny pull a fast one on Bruce?

-is something else going on?

-Other things?

>>697

That got longer than expected, but eh, things happening. and still we're not out of the dorm :p

Oh well, out for tonight, do bring some ideas if you got them, complications, advantages or overall kinky ideas.

>>697

>-Did Johnny pull a fast one on Bruce?

I like this option. Maybe aphrodisiac in the plant spit? Or maybe the plant gave johnny a property that makes him put of loads of pheromones that attract the opposite sex.

>>697

- revert changes. But keep a pussy behind your balls. (as an influence from Johnny?)

- go out. Either campus or a park.

>>699

>I like this option. Maybe aphrodisiac in the plant spit? Or maybe the plant gave johnny a property that makes him put of loads of pheromones that attract the opposite sex.

[Johnny clever approach to plant girl alteration: 1+[1], fair]

I’d say that is possible, combined with an urge not to get rid of pleasure sources. It might also be subtle to notice and in their own altered juices.

We could also give Bruce a few points for letting Johnny do something more mischievous? I think we're up at five for Bruce right now, so we could use that for something too.

>>700

>- revert changes. But keep a pussy behind your balls. (as an influence from Johnny?)

>- go out. Either campus or a park.

I could probably play with this in combination of the above.

For those who may not have noticed, the protection items are mostly about stopping direct alterations to their custody, ignoring indirect alterations like pheromones, conventional hypnosis / mind control. I’d say the partial curse Bruce got from Johnny would be direct, while the enhancements from Tina and pheromones would be indirect.

Bruce left it slightly open, but is currently a bit sluggish to realize how open it was.

Won’t give a reply now, got work to do, but if someone has more suggestions and ideas or additions to what Johnny’s been doing, that is still welcome.

>>704

Hah, a single post #post only, my knife must be blunted.

>>704

On the way to campus you see some kid abusing a dog.

Swift punishment is dealt in the form of a dog tail and ears and a gender switch.

Use the white wand so he knows that it's a punishment.

Optional mental change: Dog behavior compulsions like barking, sniffing butts.

>>706

I see my wording on the difference between the white and the green wand was inadequate. The intention was that it would have a white list, i.e. Bruce and Johnny, that would not be influenced by indirect side effects. White on the other hand, has a white list for awareness but not exclusion from other mental or physical changes. i.e. turning the world into a aquatic world with mermaid-humans with the green staff would be a bad idea, but not with the white. No comment if that's the level of power we're working with here :)

>>704

Out of curiosity, what designates a wand failure? How do you determine when the wand screws up / the effects of the screw up?

>>708

Currently it's 1%+14%, a d6 distribution on the 14%, the 1% is for me to play with :) It's not perfect, but it gets the job done for now.

>>710

The kid’s ears began to morph into doberman dog ears, his overall form feminized as he became a woman, and a tail popped out of his now ill fitting sweatpants.

“Every time you do something bad towards any animal or person, you’re going to turn into this. If you stop doing what you were doing, you will return to normal in about a week, give or take six-seven days. It will also leave you with urges to do dog-like things like barking, breathing through your mouth, sniffing people’s butts and crotches to figure out if they’ve eaten or been eaten, that sort of stuff.

If you don’t stop or repeat this during that time, you get this,” Bruce said and waved the wand at him again.

Another transformation washed over the kid, who went from from short-haired teenage girl with doberman ears and a waspish body, to full on twenty-one year old bomb-shell with curves in the all the right places, blonde hair, a doberman face and a thin coating of brown-red and grey fur and skin. still, however, wearing the straining clothes of the male kid, who barely kept the hoodie the breasts covered.

“This will last until you’ve had sex with two men, one in the mouth and one in number one, at the same time. Also, your body will be constantly in heat in this mode, and any sort of attempt of violence or infliction of suffering on someone will have you strip off your underwear and rub one out.”

“But, to make this easier on you,” Bruce said as he glanced over at Johnny, who was looking skeptical, ”We’re making it so that people think you’re a normal female human when you’re female, your family included.

The kid stuck in the voluptuous doberman-morph whined from his static position.

“Simon wants to hear your feedback,” Bruce said with a cold smile.

“What is this? magic?”

“Maybe. Oh, and Simon says you can not tell anyone of us doing this to you. Ever. I won’t add consequences because Simon should be safe. Oh, here: Half androphile.” Bruce said as he struck him with the blue wand again. “That should make it easier to like dick. Now, get out of my sight and find some guys to pleasure.”

The kid, finding that he could move again, ran in the opposite direction, stumbling heavily as his feet betrayed him with their new setup.

“That was a rather, quick and effective retribution,” Johnny stated, sitting on his knees and patting the dog on the head. “I think it’s a chinook.”

>sorry, not my best work, but very tired. softened the effect a bit to avoid too much global trouble.

>>711

Alright, time to go to college now? I vote we visit library. That's one of the spots we're likely to encounter people who are still at school.

>>711

>sorry, not my best work

It was fine. Quick and fast.

>>712

Heading to the library seems like a good idea.

Maybe have a check if they can think off and find a book about magic artifacts.

>>714

>Options:

Character descriptions?

Things to do?

>Complications

Johnny getting distracted?

>>714

Look for the book.

Find a nerdy girl in the same area as the book. Red shoulder length hair and freckles, small boobs. She's about 5'2'' tall.

She studies history and has always been a fantasy nerd.

(Is that what you meant by Character descriptions?)

Johnny gets distracted by her. Bruce notices her as well, but is more concentrated on finding the book.

>>714

Why bother with library books? Can't you magically "improve" any computer to have access to any data, giving it super-google powers?

>>716

Yes, that sort of stuff helps. Though that would mostly be a character meet and greet between Johnny and red-haired girl while Bruce is searching the shelves. I see now I messed up the names, I was thinking of Bruce getting distracted because of his body or something in that ilk. but Johnny getting distracted might be useful for something too, at least it would give Bruce time to consider his own needs in private again, and we've got a defined character to mess about with. Maybe Bruce messes with the girl and realizes Johnny can't realize she's been messed with if nothing directly happens to him.

>>717

Yeah, that thing is mostly a curiosity to the two. They could just shrug and reform a book to do what they wanted it to, but I do find the thought of searching for authentic untampered source material on the matter to be wise.

Also, going to be interesting if people start noticing the background noise soon. Though I've not asked people to try and guess what it is yet.

>>717

I wouldn't be so sure about the results.

The manual was useful, but it was still weirdly cryptic.

>>718

That sounds interesting.

What background noise?

>>718

I just had a thought. To avoid global catastrophe, how about we look up the live weather report to fix that one issue that's unresolved? >.> The longer it goes on, the more difficult it could be to fix. And while I love me some big tittied news anchors, it could be problematic.

>>727

That might be somewhat relevant :-)

Sorry for my delay, its been a busy evening. I'll try and write something. Not sure I can add the previous bit in a natural way right now though. but we'll keep it in mind.

>>738

He peeked around the corner and saw Johnny still was talking, and decided it was time to fetch that book. Once more the novel feelings of an exotic pelvis was distracting him slightly, but it seemed he was on to something as it was much more comfortable than it had been. He looked up and saw the shelf in the bookshelf was too high, so he fetched one of the ladders in the neighboring aisle and placed it, climbing carefully up the ladder to fish the book down.

It didn’t look very old, but it had a proper, but boring and generic hardcover that hid it among it’s book brothers. Bruce sighed and pulled it out, opening the initial pages to read a few lines.

“I am T.L. Lawrence. I write this book to give warning to those who may come across it. I’ve sent it far and wide to make sure as many get it as possible, leaving it directly untouched by the powers to keep it pure…” Bruce read and shrugged. Sounded about right, but he had to get down from this ladder and back to Johnny before he continued on this.

As he got down, he saw that Johnny had turned his back to him as the girl had moved slightly in the aisle. Bruce decided it was time to play a small joke on him and pulled out the purple wand, aiming it stealthily at the girl. He then paused as he had to figure out what he wanted to do with her. Then he had the idea that he could put an active enhancement on her, letting him mentally decide what changes to put on her instead of doing it with the flicking of a plastic stick and some punchlines.

He aimed the wand again, carefully to avoid Johnny, and commanded “Mental edit.” He smiled at his own cleverness and moved down the aisle to Johnny, thinking it would be a nice repeat joke to give the girl some cute lynx cat ears, and promptly did so.

When he came over to them, he paused. Johnny hadn’t noticed that the red-haired girl with the waistcoat and pin-striped pants was now wielding big lynx ears on top of her head that were eagerly paying attention to Johnny’s voice. “Hey,” Johnny greeted to Bruce as he came up to them, just as oblivious about his changes as hers. “You found the book? Awesome. This is Laura Smith. She studies history and is a total nerd, by the sound of it,” he explained to Bruce and glanced over at her when she giggled embarrassedly at the definition, the poses of her ears amplifying her emotions.

>Options

tell Johnny about flaw in security design

keep it to yourself for now

experiment with indirect alterations, what sort of alterations?

other things?

I guess we should look for a TV in the next scene, though I’m not sure when this one will end just yet.

Hm.. Keeping it to ourselves sounds fun, but he may accidentally do something stupid, if he's not made aware. On the other hand, he's already brought up the idea of mentally changing Bruce into a bimbo, albeit jokingly. I wouldn't trust him with this knowledge and would suggest upgrading our own defenses.

Also, we don't have to find a television. We can test something really interesting here. Go to one of the library computers and look up the local news channel. They'll have the footage from the morning broadcast that we can look at. Let's see if we can apply magic at a point earlier in the timestream. Double whammy being that we'd be removing the magic at a point in her life before it was even applied. So we can also see if existing records are altered.

While Johnny continues to talk to her, let's go look at the book. I'm wary of such plot twists as "trust no one!" being the first page. >_>

>>740

I second this. Nothing can ever go wrong when you're altering time.

>>740

Not quite sure I'm following your second paragraph. You want to take a certain point back in time to do the change on in such a way it would leave the past behind that point as it was. Considering reality was altered to make that news cast more realistic, I'm fearing reverting it and keeping the past intact would cause trouble when people recall the previous reality. I guess one solution is to make people overly apathetic about it. "Oh, there was some event a few years back, fundamentally changed my existence… but eh, what can you do?

>>741

Indeed.

Aight, so people are focused the book and upgrading the defenses, keeping Johnny warily unaware until further notice. Anything else that would pop up?

There seems to be a miscommunication.

We were watching the news earlier and editted her, causing reality to bend around it to fix it. Now, we want to undo that. There's no TV in the library at which to watch her and change her back, though. However, there IS a computer. We can go to the news website. On the News Website, (at least in America) it's standard that they'll have recordings of previous reports free online. We can watch one of these reports and apply the fix from there.

What I meant about the timestream is that it's not a live report. It's a recording. I was curious if this would have any unforeseen complications, since we've so far only applied magic in real time.

Have I clarified my meaning?

>>755

Ah, makes more sense.

Hm.. Was the world turned back to before they did it the first time? I recall that they did it twice. The first time they forgot, if you recall, because they didn't specify themselves out of the spell. Were we brought back to base or are we still in the effects of that first casting? I only ask because Johnny had to "focus on the memory", but he didn't have the exact memory in the first place.

Beyond that, I think we should abstain from missing with Laura more. Leave it to Johnny to either get with her or not. He's got her number, that's as far as we need to take it.

I still think "Trust NO ONE" would be a hilarious and dramatic first page. Beyond that, perhaps an answer to the timeline question. Does the timeline follow the application of magic or the time at which it was cast?

As for other things, I think that that checking the book out would be the logical next step. Hm.. However, I think that casting an invisbility spell or something on it (not to mention something to stop the detector) would be wise. If someone is chasing this fellow, I don't want it coming after us because the book is on record as being checked out.

>>758

>Hm.. Was the world turned back to before they did it the first time? I recall that they did it twice. The first time they forgot, if you recall, because they didn't specify themselves out of the spell. Were we brought back to base or are we still in the effects of that first casting? I only ask because Johnny had to "focus on the memory", but he didn't have the exact memory in the first place.

Maybe an "undo button" undoes everything… maybe not? If they brought a perfect recollection to the spell, I'd be able to clarify that. But for now, no.

Yes, there was one they forgot to include themselves. Johnny does not know what got changed then, so he focused on undoing the second weather woman change.

>I still think "Trust NO ONE" would be a hilarious and dramatic first page. Beyond that, perhaps an answer to the timeline question. Does the timeline follow the application of magic or the time at which it was cast?

Application, I'd say. I'm not up to doing a homestuck styled time-travel thing here, so no paradoxes, just splitting timelines.

Wish noted for plot, I'll add it as a overall complication for +1 if nobody objects. The rest I'll leave as is and I'll begin writing in an hour or two, in case someone has something more to add.

>>765

>Application, I'd say.

Sorry, meant Magic here

>>772

Bruce nodded and got back to reading.

‘This book is written as a warning to those who come across anything left behind my colleague. It can look like anything. It can be a physical dumb object, or it can be what looks like a person. It might even look like a physical object, but have it’s own will. Indeed, most alterations done through a human mind has a tendency to inherit from its creator and their way of thinking as they create it. ’

‘If you have come across some of these items, please make contact through this website or phone number,’ the ending of the prologue said with the details to get there. ‘I do not recommend using the items unless you absolutely have to, as they are fickle and may cause complications you are most likely not ready for. I recommend reading up on the following chapters in order before moving on to my more elaborate stories, which I admit I find amusing but they are also not always relevant beyond learning a few tricks that have helped me get out of binds at times.’’

Bruce sighed and closed the book, seeing the clock was getting close to closing time for the library. “I’m thinking we should go, but I’m worried about borrowing this book.”

“Oh? How so?” Johnny asked, closing the browser and deleting the cookies. Out of habit, Bruce suspected.

“To avoid being traced. This book is very specific. Someone could trace us if we borrowed it.”

>[Careful approach Johnny to problem, diff 2 vs 2+1, success!]

“Why not make a copy and leave that here? Then we can hide that one and just move out,” Johnny asked as he got up from the chair and stretched his back.

“Hmm, that could work. As long as it doesn’t change the content of the book, that is,” Bruce replied as he also got up, enjoying the feeling of the jeans and panties sliding along his crotch as he did so. He patted down his slightly wider back while turning towards Johnny, feeling slightly exposed as he realized his jeans were hugging his buttcheeks well.

“All right. I’ll do it then, since you’ve read it and know more about what you expect to be in it,” Johnny said as he fished out his red wand, quickly duplicating it by morphing a bundle of post-it’s into an identical copy. “There we go. Now we just place the copy back and hide the original in my bag. Not that I’ve ever been frisked by a librarian suspecting me of heisting books before, so that might have been interesting.”

>Options

- Where to next?

- Keep Johnny in the dark? (+1 for trust no one)

- create new protective items specific for flaw, Johnny aware? (same here really, but only once for either)

- alter body a bit more? (+1 for deviant desires)

- prep for Sydney situation to get out of hand, do something about it?

I think we're around 4 points, if you'd like to know about that.

>>773

Sorry about the delay, I was slightly busy and hoping someone would come with more feedback. But I guess we're moving ahead here now.

>>773

> Keep Johnny in the dark? (+1 for trust no one)

> create new protective items specific for flaw

And then we should keep an eye out for the Sydney-Situation, but lets have some fun with the wands first.

>>782

>And then we should keep an eye out for the Sydney-Situation, but lets have some fun with the wands first.

sounds good, but what kind of fun do we want here? I guess I mentioned going to a frat house nearby, or we could have Bruce just doing something on his own. We could also bump into Kevin or Mary on the way out if that would be a nice opportunity for something. Hmm, that might be interesting either way, when I think about it.

>>783

Oh I thought of some general mischief/revenge plots.

Changing that one mean professor into a female student. Making only him (and us) aware of the change. Maybe give him something extra, like a bigger sex drive.

I don't really have a personilization for Mary or Kevin, so I don't really know what kind of fun we could have. Are they in a relationship?

>>784

An annoying(thinking a lecherous patronizing bachelor of sorts) professor might work out, though I probably wouldn't put too many paragraphs into it beyond being a random encounter.

We don't know much about Kevin or Mary yet, which might be an advantage. We're going to need some equal resistance/trouble here now, so I'm thinking Kevin might be perfect for that. Poor guy's been sifting through the internets, who knows what he found?

>>784

>>785

You guys mean Kenneth right?

>>786

Oh, I didn't read a lot of the character introduction. Was kinda long and boring, and I wanted to get to the fun stuff.

Also he was mentioned as Kevin before.

>>786

>>787

My bad, this is what happens when you roll random names. Better think of some guy who dies all the time to hook him :)

Going out for a concert in a short while, I'll be back in 3-4 hours for this.

I think that we should keep Johnny in the dark. I'll explain why in a moment.

I also think we should avoid further changing Bruce. The wand could be one of the items that is line with its old master's will. As far as we know, it could be prepping Bruce to be a vessel for a lich. On that same note, Johnny isn't the brightest, and I don't know how he'd react to the doom and gloom the book presents. Let him have his fun, but we don't need him freaking out or otherwise causing trouble.

In that same vein of thought, we should avoid getting involved in Sydney. There are currently an unknown amount of Tools (R) out there. I'd prefer not drawing a target on our back. There are two types of characters: Those who are clever, and those who are not. Let those who are not be the first ones to reveal themselves. Then we'll use this to our advantage, if it comes down to a fight.

>>794

“What did you give him?” Johnny asked as the door shut after Daniel, barely able to keep from laughing out loud.

Johnny got up and took a long breath. “Oh, just a curse that makes him turn into a slutty female student every time he tries abusing his authority, which only resets if he takes a male virginity.”

“Some exceptions and inclusions in there, such as intended victims not remembering the insult and him not being able to force himself upon others, and slowly having his personality rewritten if he fails to find a virgin within a few days. Though I helped him with that. Gave him a nose that lets him sniff them down. Also, random new female student form every time, so this should be interesting to observe. And yeah, we’re exempt from the reality change as he switches between forms, so we’ll know if its him or some student.“

Johnny snickered more and more while Bruce described the curse. “Damn, I wish I still was a virgin for the guy. Considering it wouldn’t have triggered if he wasn’t doing what we were suspecting he was doing, its just desserts,” Johnny said and raised his hand for a high five

“True,” Bruce said and slapped Johnny’s hand. A moment later shrill giggles of a few girls could be heard from up the hallway, as if someone opened a door and there was a party going on. The two looked up the hallway before looking at each-other. “didn’t that come from where the computer science labs are?” Johnny asked Bruce. “When would we ever hear the giggle of women coming out of that place?”

“Only when someone puts up a slightly off-color video on the wall or something,” Bruce agreed. “Lets have a look and see what we find over there,” he replied as they began moving up the hall to a corner.

“Hey guys,” an attractive girl coming from the left corridor said to the two as they stopped by the corner to the right. She was wearing a peculiar outfit, a tied up shirt white shirt with a pocket protector awkwardly tucked in a breast-pocket, extruding on top of a DD chest, and a pair of bright blue jeans a bit too loose, belt given extra notches keep them on. Bruce and Johnny held a hand on their key rings and observed her with caution, even though she seemed vapid and didn’t pick up on this.

“You here to program with the new compiler too? Kenny’s got it working a few minutes ago,” she said with bounce in her legs, leaning closer to them and lowering her voice. “I had to go the the bathroom, but I think he might have fixed some more bugs now. He’s so handsome when he figures out things like that.”

A burst of surprised giggles came from behind a door with lights on twenty feet away. “Ooh, they are testing again!” the girl said eagerly. “Come on, have a look at the fun stuff Kenny’s made. Whatever you could wish for, like… fun stuff and Kenny!”

>Options

-Stop her from going back inside

-other things?

Stop her! We don't need this "Kenny" hearing there are new people and setting up a defense. Physically grabbing her would provoke a yell. Hit her with a bit of magic while she's turned away.

Now we have to deal with Kenny. Hm.. Considering he's already abusing his powers to strip others of their intelligence, likely making them into bimbo's, we need to take caution. Hm.. Can we aim magic at the building to create a camera in the room from the outside? Hooked up to a screen or our phone? Then we'd have visual to affect this guy without giving him eyesight of us. I think a simple stasis spell will suffice. We need to secure this.. compiler and undo his damage.

Can we just become the MiB and flash this guy? >_>

>>796

Oh, and before someone makes the comparison, the plant girl didn't have intelligence before. These ladies were people, and evidence points towards him removing it.

>>797

Also, we've already read of some people making others their slaves with the tool. I'd rathe rnot risk it and just flash him back to his old life.

>>795

Go back around a corner.

Create a protective charm, that reverts all mental changes made on somebody.

Give it to one of the girls, possible leading her away first.

Question her sane self, what is going on.

Take action accordingly. Our notebook should be able to deal with Kenny from the outside.

>>796

>>801

Alright, been a busy weekend with a bit of work. going to put down some time in a reply now while I'm pumped up on coffee"

>>811

“Here,” Johnny said as he took hold of the necklace with both hands to pull it over her head. “It’s not much, but I think it’ll look nice on you.”

Ronja was still amazed at the transformation as Johnny put the necklace over her head. “You guys have a compiler too? wow. What language did you use to make that? It seemed so intuitive. It might even beat Kenny’s programs, which are… well, crude and written in an ugly manner, but gets the job done. Why am I so focused on Kenny anyway?” Ronja seemed to be going from easygoing to academic with every word coming out of her mouth, which promptly stopped as she looked down while pondering, getting a fresh look at her cleavage.

“Silent sphere,” Bruce whispered and a thin shell barely visible in the air grew around the three, about ten feet wide. Just in time to stop Ronja’s shocked, shrill scream.

“What the fuck is going on?!” she asked, infuriated. “I’m a fucking girl! And I have been… EW!” Ronja said as she almost lost her balance and doing a dry heave, grabbing hold of Johnny’s shoulder. “Kenneth, that bastard. He made us his fucking playthings. Even the dog,” she said with disgust and almost dry heaved again.

“Calm down,” Johnny said to the distressed girl. “What’s your name? I’m guessing Ron?”

“Yeah, I’m Ronald,” she said, doing her best to calm herself and focus on something else.

“So what happened in there? If we’re to stop him, we’re going to need a quick debrief as soon as you can,” Bruce asked Ron.

Ron gave a long shrug and facepalmed. “Kenneth found a special compiler online, claimed someone made it very special. We sort of laughed of it, as we do when he has some crazy new tech he wants to convert us on. He sat and made some functions for an hour and promptly trapped us with them, pushing the programs to his phone and using it as a trigger. He made us… infatuated with him, first. Which I think he found sort of disturbing, so he changed us into… women. Though he was still tweaking the cloth adjustments, he did put us under that no-shame…” Ron swallowed with disgust and scraped his tongue on his front teeth. “It got pretty nasty half an hour back. But at least he got distracted long enough to stop messing with us…”

>no ideas right now, have to bail for some work, back in 3-4h

>>812

>no ideas right now, have to bail for some work, back in 3-4h

Do you want us to reply or do you have more to write? I can't tell.

>>823

Ah sorry. I stopped there as it seemed like a nice position to adjust if there were some suggestions. I meant that I had no suggestions myself when I said I had "no ideas right now"

>>825

“Uh, ah,” Bruce said as the transformation stopped, slightly embarrassed. “Seems Kenny designed the bodies to be sensitive.”

Johnny just raised his eyebrows and shrugged with his shoulders, moving over to the corner to keep watch again.

“Guh, I look like that?” Ron groaned and facepalmed again, blushing and leaning back against the wall before looking over at Bruce again. “Please, I know I’m asking much of you here, but the sooner this is over, the better.”

Bruce picked up the cylinder and put on the sunglasses. “It’s not like there are many others who could do this,” he replied as he began moving over to Johnny. “If I don’t return within a minute, assume the worst and gas the room.”

“Fine by me, though I think I barely passed chemistry in high school,” Johnny said as he bumped a fist against Bruce’s lithe shoulder. “I guess I’ll just have to think of sleeping gas and gas masks.”

“You do that,” Bruce smiled and walked past him out into the hallway, catching a good-luck high-five on the way.

Bruce walk over to the door felt like it took forever. Mostly because of adrenaline, but also because of the chafing, ill-fitting clothes. Oversized boxers were not designed to keep aroused vulvas happy, nor cotton shirts grinding over undressed nipples.

Bruce finally got his hand around the door handle, taking a breath before he opened and walked in, adjusting his glasses and putting on his acting face. He had to do his best not to drop the act of a smiling, brainless slave as he saw the scene inside.

Kenny was sitting pantless in a office chair in the middle of the room. Between his legs, three naked girls were eagerly pleasing an inhumane foot and a half dick with their mouths, hands and breasts. Thick pre-cum was pouring out, which they eagerly smeared over themselves to lubricate their skin. On tables to the side of the scene, another four nude girls sat, fawning at scene in sensual poses and pleasuring themselves to Kenny’s entertainment. The room stank of female sex and bitter testosterone.

“Oh hi Ronja,” Kenny smiled and waved, phone in hand. “We gave up on the clothing for now, the girls had a much better idea; just dress off and have fun.”

>[Bruce stealthy approach, 1 vs (1+[-1] +2 for “careful camouflage”), success]

“Hi, Kenny,” Bruce smiled and said in a voice that only faltered a bit at the end as he began walking over to them and surreptitiously lifted up the little black cylinder. “Look what I found in the bathroom”

“What’s that?” Kenny asked, honestly curious what the girl he thought was Ronja had found that distracted her from him, even getting the girls pleasuring his dick to stop and look over their shoulders at Bruce.

“Oh, I don’t know,” Bruce sighed serenely as he clicked a open button which popped up the blitz and revealed the trigger button. “Let’s see what it does,” he said as he took hold of his glasses and pushed the button while grinning at the look on Kenny’s face as he seemed to remember where he had seen it before.

The room flashed white, and the girls and Kenny’s face went from various emotional states to apathetic mile long gazes.

“Oh yeah,” Bruce grinned as he walked over and picked the phone out of Kenny’s hand. “Everyone stay still until I say otherwise.”

>Options

Look at phone

Tell Johnny it’s safe before he gases you

What to do?

>Complications

Phone has a security feature?(+1)

That splooge, it does smell very nice…(+1)

>>826

Sorry about the diffuse replies before this post. I decided I'd just move this thing on a bit quicker instead of walking through it step by step. Of course, there were no incentives to turn Bruce into a copy of Ron, but eh, TF thread and it was a good cover.

>>826

> Look at phone

> Phone has a security feature?(+1)

(Check to see if we notice it)

> Try unlocking it (Clever: Have Kenny unlock it)

> Tell Johnny it’s safe before he gases you

>>828

Yes, but what complications would the phone security features have? Did Kenny think far enough ahead to make it target a hacker, or is it just password locked? There's not much point in rolling if its just a password blocking you and not some sort of trap.

>>829

It wasn't my idea, but I'll throw out a possibility for 'some sort of trap'

Maybe Kenny programmed a defense spell on the phone. Something like "If a user who is not myself tries to use it, they are paralyzed temporarily"

Something along those lines, but not necessarily that effect specifically. Could be any sort of thing.

My own personal dirty side wants to say that the phone increases his arousal resulting in that "That splooge, it does smell very nice…" option much more difficult to resist. (It'd already be sort of hard to resist right? We're in a body molded by Kenny to be sex starved right?)

>>829

>>830

Another option would be self destruction of the device. That would leave all the victims without an "easy" (or any?) way back.

>>830

>>829

Another option would be self destruction of the device. That would leave all the victims without an "easy" (or any?) way back.

>>828

Second this but tell Johnny not to gas you first. The room is under control at the moment

>>830

>>831

>>837

Hmm, pondering how to combine the suggestions while keeping Johnny and Ron away at the same time. Should be doable, but it's a stretch.

>>844

Kenny tried to shuffle past Bruce as well, but Bruce took a hold of his shoulder. “Where do you think you’re going,” he asked rhetorically with a smile. “Back to the chair,” he commanded and Kenny obeyed. He flashed him once more with the cylinder and took off his glasses to observe him. He hadn’t undone the changes to Kenny just yet, so he was still walking around with a immense half-stiff dick dripping pre-cum.

Somewhat alluring pre his body seemed to think, making his skin go hot and sensing his crotch grow eager from the smell.

Bruce paused for a moment to try and figure out what he was reacting to, deciding to ignore it. “Alright, Kenny. Tell me about this framework,” he said as he pulled out a chair and sat next to him.

Kenny began describing how he came across the framework at an anonymous board for programmers, that there were a few basic libraries to mess about with that he had begun with, but that anything was pretty much possible. Meanwhile, Bruce was getting more and more hot and bothered for some reason, but he didn’t want to stop interrogating Kenny for that. He leaned closer and asked him some more questions and got some more answers.

“Why are you getting sweaty?” Bruce asked Kenny after a minute, pondering why he was breathing heavily.

“Um… because you’re rubbing my dick…” he answered matter-of-factly.

“Oh,” Bruce said absent-mindedly and looked down to confirm his right hand working Kenny’s shaft and foreskin, digging around and covering the fingers in his thick clear fluids. He looked up again at Kenny, trying to ignore it. “That’s strange. Why am I doing that?”

“Um, I think it’s the second security measure… it adds drug-like pheromones to my goop, making people hungry, horny for it and not too worried about it.”

“Huh…” Bruce said pulling his hand up to his face in an attempt to disprove the statement. A sniff later, and the hand was forcing his fingers into his mouth, which was eagerly sucking them dry. “Hmm. It tastes good,” Bruce admitted as he put both hands at working the shaft, licking a big glob off his palm. He was wondering to himself if he would have been more panicked if it wasn’t for the drug-like effects it was having on him.

“I think I should have you turn if off,” Bruce said to Kenny. Then he saw another glob pump out of Kenny’s dick and caught it with his hand. “Or I might end up stuck here forever,” he said as he licked his hand clean and began massaging the rod for more. It wasn’t as his consciousness knew this wasn’t a bad thing, but he just couldn’t stop himself from consuming as much of the delicious goop as he could get his hands on.

“Um, you made me unable to use it,” Kenny replied, a bit quicker in the reply now than before.

Bruce picked up the black cylinder to refresh the control, but didn’t find the sunglasses nearby. He shrugged, used his right hand to move Kenny’s dick closer and sucked a batch right out of it.

“That’s a shame,” Bruce replied as he detached himself from the tip of the head, rolling them both towards the pc behind Kenny. “Tell me what to do while keeping your dick in my face,” he ordered, taking control of the keyboard and mouse while guiding the dick with the nook his elbow, latching onto it like a straw.

>Options

- More complications?

- long-term effects later on?

- Just give Kenny what he deserves, which is…?

- What to do about the magical framework spreading on the nets?

>>845

Bruce can change Kenny and himself back.

Bruce retains a craving for cum (anybodies, but his own)

Use the wand to make Kenny obey every command he's given. Even commands like turn into a dog or grow a pussy.

Make it so everybody thinks this is normal, but not the way it's always been. (Kind of realitly change, as if the compiler had a fatal error or something)

Getting rid of the framework should be hard. Somebody probably has set up security measures for it.

We should think up our own security measures against it. Also we're not magic police.

>>845

>>847

>Change back

I agree on changing Bruce back.

The retaining cum craving isn't too terrible and could lead to fun/danger/excitement.

>make Kenny obey

I still think that that'd be too much of a risk. He could figure out a loophole if he's left with knowledge of the compiler or the wands. All it takes is one misleading attempt at the compiler and we're back to square one. Except, this time, we'd be defenseless.

>We don't need to get rid of the compiler on the boards. Simply cast an illusion to make people never give it a second glance. It can rot on the boards forever, but no one will ever think to look. It's not a direct attack at the compiler (which we'd be unable to if it has security), but we can edit "the boards" to simply make them.. unnoticeable.

>We're not magic police

It's not about being police. It's about stopping people from causing us harm with it. Kenny, having done what he had already, would likely have eventually come to the thought: "Hey, why don't I make this everyone on campus?" BOOM Bruce and Johnny are now cumsluts for him and we're at Game Over. I prefer the game not end yet, so preventing others from going too far with this new power is vital to our fun/survival.

Also, qgiver, Line 3;

"Somewhat alluring pre, his body seemed to think."

You missed the comma.

>>849

Shush you. I was writing the last bit quickly in an attempt to get about five hours of sleep :p

Seems we got a few suggestions here I can work with. I'll see if I get it up a bit earlier than yesterday.

>>851

A chill breeze reminded him that he was sitting almost stark naked. The warm fuzzy feeling he had gotten from the previous curse seemed to have gone away, so after a few moments thought he cleansed the room for the mess they had made. He then promptly reshaped his clothing into something that fit his current feminine form better. The blue-white shirt became underwear and a dark blue tank top with a round cleavage, the jeans climbed back up his feet and became a tight fitting pair of low-cut pale blue jeans, the fabric soft, tight and flexible.

Even though he was pleased with the outfit, it seemed something was missing now. But he could worry about that later after he had saved the world. He pulled up the purple wand and began writing on a piece of paper.

‘The target of this spell will be made inert. It will also make anyone that sees it disbelieve its existence and delete any copies they may have of it. They will not do so before they’ve undone any modifications they have done to themselves or others, making sure to remove the memory of it from their targets. -’

Bruce saw that Kenny was moving a bit again, so he put on the sunglasses and blitzed Kenny again. “Sit over in that chair and don’t move or speak until I tell you to,” Bruce commanded and Kenny obeyed, leaving Bruce to continue writing.

‘- Whitelisted persons ignores this enhancement if they observe the effects of the spell. Those that have undone their alterations and deleted all their files will promptly forget about it.’

>[Bruce careful check develop spell (diff 3 vs 3 + [0]), tie]

Bruce spent some more time adding minor things, like making a standalone phone that would give him heads-up of how things were going: Who were left untouched by the patch-curse, if someone was actively trying to overwrite it - he had added a basic security measure to stop that and counter-attack that would dox them to him and apply the same curse to them. He also added an extra search function that would search the net for other software items like it, just in case someone re-released the source

“I think that should do it,” Bruce shrugged and applied it to the link he was observing on the screen with the wand. He then looked over at Kenny before blitzing him again. “Okay, so you’ll forget all about this compiler, and if you find something like it you’ll ignore it. Also, something else.” he took a blank sheet of paper and began to write. After a few minutes he picked up the sheet and the purple wand and aimed it at Kenny.

“Alteration by anyone’s command,” Bruce stated, Kenny shook slightly but otherwise stood still. Bruce blitzed him and told him he was free to move and think on his own again. he nodded lazily and slowly came to his senses.

“Uh, what’s going on?” Kenny asked, a bit confused.

“Did you have a small spell, Kenny?” Bruce asked, feigning concern.

“Yeah, I guess I must have… I can’t remember anything from the past… three hours…” he said as he scanned the room for watches.

“Well, you fell asleep as we did the final bits on that cosplay leather jacket. You’re the spit image of Major Motoko now,” Bruce said and smiled widely as Kenny’s body quickly morphed from a chubby teenager into a amazonian female with purple hair and a sci-fi military bodysuit hugging her muscular curves.

“I guess,” Kenny’s asian face blushed before he skipped over and hugged Bruce, forcing his face into his F-cup breasts that were flowing out from the unzipped bodysuit. “Thanks for the help…” he stopped and began to blush furiously at the realization he didn’t have the name of the girl in front of him.

“I’m Ronja,” Bruce smiled, playing sympathetic. “You must really have fallen asleep back then, Kelly. You must have been up camming for too long last night. You should spend more time on becoming a good hacker like the character you’re cosplaying as.”

“I will,” she smiled guiltily. “How did you know..?”

“I heard it from a friend, Johnny I think his name was. He said you sometimes used him and Bruce for some extra camera action…” Bruce smiled both outside and inside.

Kelly blushed even more. “I’ve paid them for it,” she said apologetically before licking her lips. “…in a way.”

Bruce chuckled and gave Kelly a friendly jab to the shoulder. “I believe you, sis. Now, we better get going, it’s late, I’m sure you’ve got some paying viewers waiting on you,” he said and made for the exit of the room.

They left for the hallway and came across Johnny and Ron as they turned the corner. The two startled a bit as they saw the two girls, but kept their cool.

>>852

“Oh hi, Ron and Johnny,” Bruce greeted with a smile.

“Hi, Johnny,” Kelly said in a friendly way. Probably too friendly for Johnny by the looks of things.

“This is my twin brother, Ron,” Bruce said and embraced him. “I have to talk to him about some family stuff,” he added in a sad tone before brightening up again. “But don’t wait for me, just get back home and earn your keep.

“Thanks,” Kelly beamed, her chest jiggling as she made a small skip. “Can you drop by later, Johnny? I could use a hand with the computer,” she asked him with a smirk.

“Erm, Bruce is the best at computers,” Johnny replied, slightly confused.

“Might have to ask both of you for this one,” she smiled mischievously as she turned around and sauntered towards the exit, enticing buttocks flowing with every step in the tight bodysuit. “Bye for now!”

After Kelly left them, Johnny looked at Bruce in a confused manner. ”What’s going on? That was Kenny?”

Bruce was finding standing next to Ron and Johnny helped on whatever it was that was gnawing at him back in the computer room. “Currently Kelly the Motoko fangirl camgirl, but yes. Kenny.”

“So, everything solved?” Ron asked, still staring down the hallway after Kelly.

“I hope so,” Bruce said, Hugging Ron closer as something seemed to give off a better vibe from him. “There was an entire forum about this, hundreds of users. I made a curse that would make anyone seeing it either undo, delete and forget about it, or avoid using it altogether.” he then fished out the phone and opened a small app in it. “Also made a surveillance system that gives me a review of changes and suspicious activity. Huh, thirty already down. Awesome.”

“And what about Kenny,” Johnny asked. “What did you do to him? Beyond making him look like that cyborg-chick.”

I made a circumstantial curse that forces him to obey any direct commands or paradoxical observations given, without being aware of it. Those orders include physical changes, some real-life changes and personality traits. It is localized and I kept us whitelisted, so it should be safe. We might be able to turn him into a millionaire and get some bucks out of it though.”

“Hmm,” Johnny pondered for a moment. “That’s a pretty sweet payback, but he doesn’t remember it?”

“I guess we could order him to remember it,” Bruce shrugged, still holding on to Ron who was looking somewhat embarrassed at being held by his female self. “But it should be easy to revert. Now excuse me, I need to revert to my old self,” Bruce said and unlatched from Ron, turning away from the two as he fished out the red wand.

“Normalise plus,” he said and thought about the changes he wanted done to his previous form. This time he once more lost weight, removing all the fat he didn’t want, which left quite a bit on his curvy thighs, buttocks and flared hips but nowhere else. His shoulders also shrank inward, his arms and legs thinned and were now dainty, and a few shoe-sizes smaller when it came to the feet. Same could be said for his waist, which was just a bit thicker than one of his curvy thighs, but that was still mostly hidden by a t-shirt that wasn’t cut to follow the curve.

His underwear was now based upon string panties, leaving his cheeks free to fill out the form-fitting jeans. He did increase the size of his vulva again, along with a few inches to his dick, still leaving a familiar bulge in his pants as the special-designed panties kept the two organs apart.

It also seemed like his face had been given a polish, his lips felt thicker than he could remember wishing for, but he didn’t have a mirror. He shrugged and figured the passive glamer should keep it from becoming a problem.

He turned around and glanced over at Johnny and Ron, presenting himself as he moved over to them. “Looking about right?”

“The B is back,” Johnny said with a shrug of his shoulders but a friendly smile on his face, his eyes lingering on Bruce’ hips and thighs. “Why do you keep using that normalize plus spell instead of just undoing is beyond me, though.”.

“It’s good to have an undo history,” Bruce shrugged and wrapped a feminine hand around Ron’s shoulder, finding the intimacy enjoyable.

“As I said, never understood you,” Ron shrugged. “No offense meant.”

“None taken,” Bruce smiled back and gave Ron a quick peck on the cheek. Hm. That’s a new interaction he thought to himself while trying to figure out what caused it. He sighed as he assumed it was just him reacting to his custom tailored hybrid-feminine body.

Bruce did a small belch, the smell made him smile without noticing that he did so.

>Options

- make Ron forget?

- give Ron ring/item to swap between Ronja and the likes?

- be sensible and check out what’s going on around the world?

- Frat house?(+1)

- Bring Ron around for a trip by a frat house(+1 for distraction)

- Other complications or things?

>>853

There, we go, another long one. Think I bent things into place here now. I have to stop stating the rules too strictly, takes too much time to worry. Then again, we now got a hook for some hijinks with the addiction, so who knows what might happen.

>>853

>give Ron ring/item to swap between Ronja and the likes?

Ask him if he wants other forms besides male and female himself.

>Ask Ron if wants to go to the frat house with them.

>Think of deleting security camera footage? (Dunno about this one, somebody seeing us could make trouble? It's a check thing I guess)

>>856

Hmm, haven't really thought about the possibility of security camera footage on campus being a problem. I would probably instead turn it on its head and make a point out of someone knowing what the two are up to (for a lump +1 bonus), but who would that be, and what would they make of it?

>>857

Perhaps Bruce has a secret admirer that has a penchant for eavesdropping? Or the girl from the library followed Johnny?

>>856

>>858

Hmm, no update this evening. Pondering about how to string this together. First of all, I suspect Ron might just say "no thanks" if they fail to convince him, so he might depart quickly. Any specific carrots they should/can offer him?

This secret admirer, should it be someone just stalking Bruce for blind love with no magical powers? Considering Bruce current androgynous form shouldn't have affected this admirer, so I'd guess it would be some female, and probably not Laura Smith from the library, unless she's a manipulative one that befriended Johnny just to get closer to Bruce.

So options right now is some girl infatuated with Bruce, maybe Mary, the religious artsy girl has some suppressed emotions that are more overt in the current reality(weather tweaks,) Or Bruce's stealthy approach to the app has given them an adversary of note.

Second, what to do at the frat house? Specific conditions/curses/infectious curses/aura-based curses/? does Bruce' subconscious urge for splooge strike as he mindstorms, or maybe even before then on the way over, having either Ron and Johnny or just Johnny around? How would Johnny react to Bruce coming on to him right now? Would he put the foot down or demand some alterations?

>>859

Bruce could have a crossdressing trap infatuated with him

and I think that Bruce's urge for splooge will make him want to suck dick possibly even turning into a woman to do so or turn into the fetish of whomever he wants to suck the dick of

>>859

Just look around the frat house for something interesting at first. Get to know the people a little, so you can pick something fun.

>>859

We might want to get home, actually. I know I'm a party pooper, but we've got two super magical items on this CAMPUS alone. That's high density. I would prefer getting to a place where we can cast defensives if people across the world are now going power-mad. Then, once they've ruined everything outside of our magical safety bubble, shielded from the storm of magic, then we can come out and rule! *ahem* or fix it in such a way that, as Dr. Strangelove said, "there are ten women to every man.'

As for the cum addict stuff, cum-shakes, anyone?

Sorry about the long delays, it's been busy in this life of mine. I think I got enough to continue, but I fear I won't have time tonight to finish it. I'll have to start and have a look at it though. There seems to be a majority for frat-house and a vote for paranoia and bunkering up. I guess I might have to mix them a bit together, but I think frat house gets first call.

>>863

I'm going to start using a name as well.

Anyway, I'm with Eleanora here. There are loads of magical changes happening, and we're not the only ones messing with stuff. What happens when other people change the world in a way we don't even notice? We need to shield ourselves from their shit so we don't get caught up in something stupid.

Oh! But let's not make it just our own house. If we can, I'd like to protect the entire college. We'll need an army to deal with what will come to pass if the entire world is warped and twisted.

>>867

>>868

Hehe, you people are all paranoid! Nothing's going to end easily here. Not that we're running very faithfully to the fate system right now, but I've got a few tricks up my sleeve and some ideas where to send things, either way.

Sorry, another evening spent away from the computer, I'll try to write something in 9-10 hours time,

“Hey man, you feeling alright? You’re looking kinda funky,” Johnny asked, looking over at Bruce.

“I don’t know,” Bruce replied, rolling his shoulders and bending his neck. “I’m feeling kinda hungry, but I’ll manage,” he said before he continued writing. After a few minutes he finished the new design.

“There. I think we’ve got something we can work with here. It should allow those white listed which effects that should influence them, and we can revert the changes on others in case someone turns them into zombies or something of the likes.”

“Nice catch,” Johnny said with a thumbs up. “We could easily be overpowered still. And I’d hate to hurt someone just because they got controlled by someone else to stop us.”

“Yeah,” Ron said from high above, stuck to the wall like a spider. He looked over his shoulder and did a double take. “Shit, this is high up. I think I might have fear of heights.”

Both Bruce and Johnny laughed at the scene. “Damn, we haven’t really thought about upgrading our bodies to supernatural powers yet,” Johnny said in a beaming tone. “That would be quite useful, come to think of it.”

>options

- more upgrades?

-just get the protection up and go to frat house?

>complications

- urge getting more intense?(+1)

(also, how would Johnny react to such needs, would he go all no, ask for upgrades, or have the magic already made him accepting of such requests?

Sorry it's taken too long. I've stopped a bit short here as this was a bit of a junction with some options. I haven't really made Bruce realize what he's missing yet, but I guess we can try and work towards that too, if we go to develop that complication. is the addiction something he will keep as it is, expand upon it(+1) or try and suppress(-1)?

>>871

I think the urge should get more intense the longer he goes without and that eventually he will just start sucking dicks in a mental haze without any real control over his actions

also the addiction should be expanded on

I vote for a few more upgrades. Maybe nothing that can make us particularly dangerous, but stuff that makes us harder to kill. We're all about the defenses right?

And I agree with anon, the urge should be something that builds over time. After it gets to a certain point he'll probably figure out what's up. Dirty thoughts popping into his head. He's got memories that'll incite lust and make him realize what he's hungry for. If he continues too long without it, he becomes increasingly distracted and loses the ability to think lucidly for great lengths of time. It'd be noticeable that he was distracted as well.

I don't know that we should allow the cravings to control him exactly. He should be able to resist the urges to a point, but when it becomes too impractical I'd imagine he'd try to get his fix.

>>871

Give yourselfs hightened regeneration. Both from injuries as well as from exhaustion.

(Lasting longer in bed is always a plus)

Other superpowers can be added in the moment they are needed.

Also if we're high up, we could try growing wings and flying.

>>871

I'd say just protection for the moment. Don't need to stir further suspicion with powers and such.

>>874

I agree with this fellow. Expand the fun addiction!

>>875

Is it really paranoia if they're actually after you? I agree that defenses is the way to go. If they can't hurt you, no matter how long they have, then it doesn't matter how long it takes you to chip away at their health. They're still going down faster than you are. Which is why I say we definitely take the suggestion below.

>>876

Hightened regen is OP. Just look at Wolverine who survives nuclear blasts and has to be killed to the VERY LAST CELL in some comic series.

(Yeah, that's always a plus when we're heading to a frat house of drugged/liqueured/etc up people and have a cum addiction.)

Another suggested power: Mental speed up when in danger. IE: We react incredibly fast to someone trying to apply magic or pull a gun or whatever.

>>874

>>875

>>876

>>877

Hmm, so bit more urge. I'm still pondering if the indirect glamer Bruce put on himself will make Johnny and Ron automatically "assume battle stations", as if it was normal. An unconscious choice by Bruce would perhaps affect the glamer in such a way. Either that or I'm going to add some begging into it, which might be fun in itself to see how they'd consider it. So there's those two options.

So upgrades: Defensive ones, regeneration has been mentioned, though it is somewhat OP, and I'm not going to send this into gore territory. That's barbaric for these tools. High speed works too, I guess we can use it for some slow motion descriptions. It is OP if you compare it to Quicksilver in the last X-men(the best version)/avengers movie.

Wings might be cool, but they aren't stealthy. flying superhero style is probably possible too.

I'm guessing sneaky defensive upgrades would be wise. Leave your opponent none the wiser of your subterfuge, hit them where it hurts.

I'll try and respond tomorrow. Tonight there was too much going on in the evening for me to find time.

>>878

Okay, instead of regen how about better stamina/bodybuilder strength without the looks.

Actually I just want the benefit of faster recuperation after sexy times.

Also Wings are classy. We could grow them at will and reabsorb them if we don't want to fly?

>"assume battle stations"

what do you mean by that?

>>880

whipping it out, specifically, does the glamer make them do it as if its something they've done for a long time, or is it so exotic that it would perhaps require a date. If the addiction goes far enough, I'd say Bruce unconsciously would have people do it for him.

>>881

He means the magic dick sucking defense from Kenny. Would it make Johnny and Ron pull their dicks out to sate Bruce as if it was normal or would it trip their defenses.

Hm.. I'd say no. As far as we're aware, they were not affected by the pheremones before the effect was reversed. Bruce is only affected because he whitelisted himself from the memory erase.

Perhaps put something similar on ourselves as a defensive measure? Increased pheremones to give us a charisma boost?

Also, is it just me or did I miss the part where Bruce pulled the wool over Johnny's eyes in making him think it's normal for Bruce to be female?

>>882

That was back in the library, when he tested by putting animal ears on Laura, Johnny's crush of the night.

>He aimed the wand again, carefully to avoid Johnny, and commanded “Mental edit.” He smiled at his own cleverness and moved down the aisle to Johnny, thinking it would be a nice repeat joke to give the girl some cute lynx cat ears, and promptly did so.

>When he came over to them, he paused. Johnny hadn’t noticed that the red-haired girl with the waistcoat and pin-striped pants was now wielding big lynx ears on top of her head that were eagerly paying attention to Johnny’s voice. “Hey,” Johnny greeted to Bruce as he came up to them, just as oblivious about his changes as hers. “You found the book? Awesome. This is Laura Smith. She studies history and is a total nerd, by the sound of it,” he explained to Bruce and glanced over at her when she giggled embarrassedly at the definition, the poses of her ears amplifying her emotions.

Around that time.

>>884

skip methinks

>>884

voting for skip, too

>>884

Voting for appear female and then move on

>>885

>>886

>>887

mkay, so postpone urge, go for female and get defenses up. Though, nobody specified home or frat party. considering the defensiveness, I'm guessing back home. If I get a quick reply I might have time to alter it, but I'll begin writing a bit now.

>>894

Hopefully reply is quick because I vote for

PARTY PARTY PARTY

>>897

Bruce gave Ron a faux offended look as he observed the ring, the gem flashing red this time. The tank top’s hem rose up from his pants to hug his chest closely, revealing his girly waist, hips and stomach. The top also became fiery orange and his bra turned white with more cords attached to it for cosmetic reasons. The hem of the pants lowered further onto down on his hips, the belt widening from two inches to four, the blue rough jeans paled and gained a finer, thinner cloth that wrapped itself even closer to his thighs and crotch, pockets going from useful to ornamental jewelry holders or just slits in the fabric. Then his well-designed boxers morphed into white string panties with the rim crawling above the pale blue trousers.

A pretty moderate female outfit in Bruce’s opinion. He had to agree with Ron getting caught like a female dressed in what he had been wearing, would have been awkward. His breasts then grew two more sizes to D-cups, becoming rounder but also gaining more nipple flesh, which with two small stings gained a pair of barbell piercings, the spheres an inch-and-a-half apart with the nipples taking the space inside.

“More to your liking?” Bruce asked as he gave them a bow, which he realized might have been more a male thing to do than a female one, but it seemed the two were entranced by his new cleavage and the relief of his nipple piercings through his top to notice.

“Um,” Ron said after a long pause, saved from embarrassment mostly by his vampiric looks. “Yeah, that looks good,” he agreed.

“Still got that dick of yours though,” Johnny smiled at Bruce and gave a wink with his eyebrows.

“Yeah, it’s to keep you out of my trousers, but fine,” Bruce sighed, the ring flashed red and the bulge shrank, balls disappearing into nothingness and leaving only his dick to leave a mark. “Better without the balls for you?” He asked.

“A bit,” Johnny agreed. ”I prefer full females though, no offense to your herms, but I don’t like being beaten at my own game.”

“You might be rare,” Ron spoke up, agreeing with Johnny, “but yeah, don’t expect a free lunch from us because you got the beauty of a woman and the tools of a guy,” he smiled with a hint of awkwardness.

“Oh well,” Bruce sighed and wrapped the papers into the folder, keeping only the defensive ones for the campus in hand. “I say we move out and get the defenses up, then maybe we see if there’s a party going on, if that’s okay with you guys.”

“Sounds about right, Bree,” Johnny agreed and stepped off the chair without it losing balance where it was perched on two legs. “Statue of Old Nelson in the center a good place to start?”

“Yeah, it’s pretty much dead in the center,” Ron agreed, stepping off his own perch, a wooden yard ruler he’d balanced on top of the teacher’s table. He turned around and gave Bruce and Johnny a mischievous wink. “Last one there loses their dick and/or gets a vag?”

>Options

- run, fail?

- use magic, beat them, Johnny / Ron / both loses?

- other things they might have fun with?

>>898

Fly there

Make yourself invisible if necessary

>>898

Fly and phase through any objects in your way

They just teleport

>>899

>>900

mkay, so letting one of the others lose. Or; up the ante by having the losers share the loss. Random choice or someone specific?

>>901

I'm in favor of Johnny loosing his dick.

He needs to experience having a vagina

>>902

Heh, he certainly have been experiencing it quite a bit so far, but I guess there's always room for more. Though, two for winning, one for losing.

>>903

I'm all for seeing some more feminization. >_>

Leave em in the dust.

>>898

I say let him lose. We're getting more and more cravings for some cum and Johnny likes 'em best fully feminine.

Plus, TG content is the main reason I frequent this board. Before I started using the name, I had said

>>528

>I don't know what the general direction of this thread will be yet. I'm mostly along hoping to see some TG stuff here or there.

>>902

>>903

Sorry, keep mis-attributing Johnny/Bruce, you are correct, Johnny might deserve it.

>>904

Another for the others.

>>905

No worries, I'm a fan of the TFs though, so I like resetting now and then to have something to enjoy. I do prefer not to jump to the end point before we've milked what we can out of it :p. That usually includes a bit of 'tweening with different forms and the likes.

Oh well, better get to writing something then.

>>907

“The irony stings,” Johnny sighed with a girl’s voice, pausing at the sound of it.

Bruce chuckled at the reaction,” yeah, I noticed that voice change too,” he smiled at him.

Johnny tested his legs a few steps. “The hips certainly are noticeable. I’m sort of glad we went for those body-control enhancements,” he said as he stretched one up to his chest, holding it between his breasts while keeping his balance. “Heh, this is flexible. Even though it feels weird below.”

“Yeah, right?” Ron replied as he went down into a split, latex pants creaking. “It feels strange not having anything to worry about getting in the way, just some tight clothing wrapping around your nethers. Women clothing on women bodies are much better than women bodies in men’s clothing. Especially underwear,” he said as he gave his crotch a pat where a dick normally would have been. “Also, that felt weird as hell,” he chuckled as he gathered his legs again as if he was sitting on ice, rising in a eerie fashion fitting of a vampire.

“Really?” Johnny asked and patted his crotch too, and quickly stopped. “Yeah, that’s probably all the confirmation I’ll need about my gender switch,” he said as he hid his hands behind his back. “Oh wait, butt cheeks,” he smiled as he turned around and gave them a show as he squeezed his jiggling assets. “Aw yeah, that’s pretty hilarious,” he grinned and slapped his rear, causing a jiggle to run through them and his thighs. “Behold, the power of girl butts!”

“Indeed,” Bruce said before he joined Ron in a chuckle as Johnny turned back, though something seemed to be amiss now. “Oh well,” he said, fishing out the new defensive papers. “I guess we better get the defenses going. Then we can go over to that frat house and see what we can have fun with there.”

“Wait, how long do we have to stay this way for the bet?” Johnny asked, starting to look ahead. “I wasn’t planning on messing around with the frat boys as a girl.”

“Damn, me neither,” Ron added.

“Hmm, didn’t think of that,” Bruce said, spending a few moments to ponder before a small smile crept across his lips. “I’m thinking if you join me for that trip, I’ll let you go back to normal, or whatever, by midnight. If not, you have to stay this way for two days. Besides,” he gave them a mischievous smile. “You haven’t had fun before you’ve done it as a girl.”

>options

party time: how will hunky house affect Bruce?

Ron and Johnny, what sort of fun should they join in on?

Other ideas?

>>908

As long as there is not direct jizz to smell, Bruce should be pretty calm.

Ron and Johnny should be still interested in females. So turning Frat Bros into Girls. (Footballer to Cheerleader, Player into Slut, etc.)

Though I could imagine Ron getting an itch to try something with a guy. A bit a bi-curiosity.

Also, personally I would like something besides just TG in there.

>>909

Sounds like a typic direction to send things, but what would be their methods? Would they just go around zapping people or would they invent "curses" that trigger on certain conditions?

>Also, personally I would like something besides just TG in there.

I've been missing a bit of the weird and other TFs myself, so I'm all up for suggestions on other sorts of things to do to people.

>>910

I would wait for a scenery discription of the frat boys for suggestions for the tfs.

It's kind of nice to make tfs that fit the situation.

For example if a guys says he "want to get in her pants" we could to the stereotypical Pantie-tf.

>>912

Good point. Though again, I'm all open for suggestions on what sort of characters we meet over there. I guess it matters just as much as the TFs the gang is going to have fun with.

Sorry that I've been lax in making new updates, work is taking a lot of time, and I find it useful to spend some time letting things sink in a bit.

>>909

I wouldn't mind some TF'ing. Still concerned about playing our hand a bit openly. However, short of another person having a magic item, we should be safe. (And if that's the case, I'm saying we build a bunker. The density of uber magick is too dense.)

>>914

Hm.. No clue. Frat House. So we got our sports guys, our grease monkeys, parti bois, our swagtastic arseholes.

>>912

Alternative suggestion: partial transformation. The guy says he wants to get into her pants, he immediately gets his lower body half turned into that of female, and any pants/shows/underwear he wars turns into female.

Another suggestion would be turning them into a bunch of loyal manservants, or inteligent monkeys in butler costumes.

>>918

Changed the point of view for the introduction here, figured that would be interesting for now. Aight, laid down the scene a bit, put down some names and overall personalities. I got to go now so I leave this with you for now, and I'll look at writing again in 12 hours time.

this still a thing?

>>944

Yeah, no one is just really sure where to go from here, I suppose. I guess we'll head out back and talk? Better than hearing a Euro's insight into American Football media. XD

>>918

>>945

Sounds good.

If somebodies rude to us, we could punish them.

Dick shrinking, Age regression, Animal traits/behaviour, etc.

>>944

Yeah, but its the busiest part of the year for me work-wise(both weekends and normal days), so my surplus energy is lacking. Got some time now though.

>>945

To be honest I did try to put in some minor hints in the sports descriptions. Maybe not so much in the techical bits but yes, I'm not a sports person to begin with, even less so for American football

>>947

Works for me

>>952

After the news of free alcohol spread through the building, it didn’t take long before things escalated with music and dancing. The game just finished and left the house to gather around the living room and porch. James found himself talking a lot with Bree and Ronda. Jay had gone outside to chat with the group sitting there.

Half an hour later, Dukowski and her boyfriend Elias snuck back inside and made for the second floor. James rolled his eyes at their failed attempt at stealth, their hooves clacking through the music as they moved over the floor, the inhumanly wide horse hips and buttcheeks of Dukowski filling up her tights bumping into the others as she kept her tail from stroking anyone. Of course, Elias was holding on to it and giving it a scratch as they navigated together, the two-footer in his stallion jeans all too clear to even the unwilling eye. If you hadn’t seen their lower halves, you’d never guess that they were half-horses, though their current behaviour would probably hint heavily at it.

“Oh my,” Bree said to Ronda who nodded the same as the two horny horse folk thudded quickly up the stairs.

“Yeah, better turn up the music,” James said with a sigh and made a mental note not to throw anything into the laundry machine the next day or so. And move one of the couches a bit away from the corner it resided in, so any leakage from above wouldn’t drip into the fabric.

“I’m guessing Jay is having fun with those outside,” Ronda said to Bree. “Nothing permanent I hope.”

“Yeah, we keep to what you asked of us, Ronda,” Bree said in a slightly bored tone. “But we came here to party and have some fun,” she said and raised her glass and gave James a flirty smile. James repeated the gesture and soon they were talking again, the song that came on next synchronized well with the thuds from above.

More time flew by, Ronda had become somewhat tipsy and whispered a bit with Bree for a while before Bree pulled out some plastic wands and tapped her with a purple one. She thanked her for the strange gesture and walked over to talk with Cal, leaving Bree to slide even closer, putting her hand on his thigh for a moment as she had another sip of her drink.

James was starting to feel nervous that he would say something stupid and blow this opportunity for a caper with a gorgeous woman. He played it safe and repeated the action while talking about some economic theory that Bree seemed to follow.

He paused a little as he squeezed, as he could have sworn something didn’t feel right.

At least not on a woman.

He tried to remove his hand in a smooth manner, but he was sure a blush was crawling across his face and that the pauses in his speech was now getting longer than what alcohol could defend. He had another deep swig in a attempt to rally his demeanor.

>Options

- What does Bree / Ronda / Jay do now?

- Does alcohol remove inhibitions? (+1)

- Bree certainly feeling a certain urge by now. Though it would seem the secret in her pants is making James a bit worried.

- Other things?

>>953

Perhaps Bree curses James to not suspect anything is wrong until tomorrow night

>>953

How about lowered inhibitions due to alcohol, Bree gives in to urges with james and perhaps gets him to let her have some fun with her little secret. Maybe by giving him a little feminine surprise while she's down there?

>>954

I think he's already in that zone, especially with the female half-horse-morph in a male frat house and all that.

>>965

Yeah, that's a good excuse to get onto his rod. I was personally planning on having Bree feminize him as he's personally not too fond of macho bodies, even though the urge makes his body unconsciously gravitate towards dicks… so to speak.

Anything for what that Ronda spell might have been? what else might be going on out on the porch?

You're doing god's work. Seriously, this is amazing.

Bree's not thinking clearly. Maybe James freaks out about her anatomy after he's already had some fun. And ever fickle she makes some changes to him (feminization while leaving him a 'him' [Bree is still craving something!]) and adds some safeguards so she can't undo them when she's sober again.

I'm also really worried about a game over situation. I mean, Bruce/Johnny came in and stopped Kenny. If the people here do the same thing as Kenny, someone dangerous might find out and put a stop to the entire thing.

Maybe Bree has enough sense to add a teleportation safeguard she can activate just by thinking about. For her and Johnny both.

No idea about the front porch. Did Ronda ask for Bree to change her more? Well… she could be horny but still wanting to be in control (compared to what happened earlier w/ Kenny). Maybe she asked for something to that end. (lesser mind control powers?)

>>981

Hah, "god's work" without a capital G and I agree :p Still, fun to hear people are finding it entertaining.

Porch is at the back actually, and Ronda just went over to another couch in the living room after getting pinged with… something of her own volition. Jay is currently out there with her own wand, so there's always options for strange things to observe outside.

Bad endings are the best endings, they bring capital Fun: http://dwarffortresswiki.org/index.php/v0.34:fun

Once again, things are slow because of busy IRL. hopefully a day this weekend we'll have an update.

This is still going strong right?

>>994

Going? Yes.

Strong? No. qgiver said he's busy with work.

>>994

>>995

Indeed, well, more like three jobs accumulating at once. Hopefully I'll be more available after saturday. I'll be off for a bit of non-work vacation a week after that, so I should be back in more productive action by then.

>>998

Al right, the rush is done. Time to get back to this!

>>1022

A bit shorter than usual, but a start. Need some time warming up.

Figured this was an okay point to add a pause as well. Could have started the fun stuff, but this left a pretty clear choice for us: Her, him or both, and what? who gets the idea?

>>1023

I think at least some dick sucking needs to occur perhaps Bree will suck his dick then turn him into a girl for some sex that won't make him question his sexual orientation too much

>>1023

Or maybe Bree will prep him and get fucked in the ass

>>1023

I'm all for giving him a pussy while sucking him off

>>1024

yeah, that will be a part of it either way, I'm pretty sure of that.

>>1025

guessing prepping James for the ass and not vice versa.

I think I've got a rough idea. Hopefully it won't be too long.

>>1024

>>1025

>>1026

Hm.. I agree with all of this, but I'd prefer vaginal instead. I'm just not an assman, myself. Then again, rule of the MOB!

>>1027

Bree's doing some weird stuff, but I'm not sure if she's ready to get the dickings. It's been a cuh-razy day for her, I'd prefer giving her the break. No need to turn her brain into a vegetable, yet. There's more fun to be had.

>>1022

>Sorry, big schmex scenes takes time. here it comes though:

“Isn’t this a bit early to start thinking of what to change about one another?”James asked, taking off his shirt before looking down at Bree fiddling through the various colors, picking the purple one again. “After all, we’ve just talked for a few hours.”

Bree giggled and exhaled, drinking the increasingly musky air in the room. “We got a few cards up our sleeves,” she said as she put the purple wand to James’ crotch. “Progressive edit,” she said and James could have swore he felt a small electric tingle at that. All he got out was a sound of surprise that was just as much an answer to Bree’s hungry opening of his pants, pulling them off and deftly pulling off the boxers as well, revealing his stiff dick.

“Okay. That was fast,” James said apologetically, not quite sure what to make of the small pause Bree just took while savoring the look of his junk. He wasn’t superbly hung, but figured the rest of his somewhat fit body made up for it. though, It didn’t seem like it was a problem, as she slowly leaned close while inhaling.

And a moment later she took it into her mouth, licking the head, and sucking it. James grunted with pleasure at the sensations and could feel himself getting even harder, his body threshing with every lick over his tip.

And he kept feeling himself getting harder. He looked down to look at Bree. She was now beginning to take it deeper into her mouth. Every time she pulled back up, it felt like bliss and James instinctually smacked his head into the bed as his back arched. Eventually he managed to keep his head down to observe the magic Bree was pulling on him.

No way. His dick was massive. It looked to be twice as big as when she started on him, and the girth barely fit into her mouth. He could feel her teeth now and then as she gave up on deep throating it. He could swear he saw it growing with each heartbeat pulsing through it.

A groan of content from Bree’s muffled mouth tossed him over the edge. It was a full blown orgasm on top of the ejaculation, not close to anything he’s ever felt before. He cried out as he began to fill Bree’s mouth. And she moaned orgasmically as she began swallowing down, keeping the seal with her lips watertight.

And it didn’t stop either, six pulses, ten, fifteen. He felt like he was going to drain, or at the very least fill a pint. And Bree, bless that girl, kept moaning and swallowing. James began to wonder if it was her reaction to his orgasm that kept him going, as he realized he was still going.

A knot of worry got into his head, breaking through the joy of the minute-long orgasm that was wracking him. He looked down, still panting loudly, and saw Bree had climbed into the bed onto his legs, her mouth still on his dick… which now probably would fall on his chest if she let it go. she covered the tip with her mouth, the neck of his member’s head almost to wide to fit. Probably too wide to get between her teeth.

“What… is going on,” James asked through gritted teeth, still incapacitated by the orgasm.

Bree just smiled wickedly, mostly with her eyes, from her position and kept sucking. her right hand snuck down to his balls. He could see they laid heavily on top of his thighs, grown too. They looked bigger than tennis balls from the looks of it, Bree’s fingers had trouble grasping around just one. She gave one a light squeeze, which sent another orgasm through his body as more cum forced its way up his dick. It felt almost as if the dick widened to make room for it all. As she squeezed the other and a third orgasm began to pulse through his body, he was sure of it. He could feel the beam of liquid hit her mouth like a hose, and her perfect seal from before had begun to fail, blobs of white, thick cum was beginning to leak from her lips, quickly reaching her neck and bosom.

Both of Bree’s hands took hold to his dick as she detached with a wet smack. As James suspected, the entrance on top of his dick was huge, even compared to his dick’s new abnormal size. His juices were flowing lazily out of it, barely making it out before pouring down along the dick, covering it almost instantly. “Oh, just me filling myself up,” she smiled and licked her lips before picking up the wands again. “Just doing a quick dress change,” she said as she put the red wand to her wet trousers, which instantly disappeared along the rest of her clothes.

>>1040

Bree kept slowly thrusting in and out as she latched onto his dick again. Before long, James’ body had been pumped into a cute little thing. A foot shorter than he had been, pointed B-cup breasts with thumb sized nipples, the fat in them proportional to his previous athletic build. He still had the same short haircut, but his face was pretty much the female version of him. Round, big eyed, not very thick lips but definitely rounder and wider, and thinner eyebrows. He’d given up on asking questions and had gone over to moaning with his new girly voice as he came closer and closer to his first feminine orgasm.

Bree just smiled and hummed happily as she tasted a change in his juices, bringing herself closer to the edge as well.

“What happened?” James asked a few minutes after the climax, lying on the side with his eyes closed. He’d practically fallen unconscious at the orgasm, and was only just beginning to regain lucidity.

As he opened his eyes, he began to realize he was looking at Bree’s crotch, upside down. her dick loose and wet. The sight of the curvy hips and the dick without any balls snapped him back to the situation. Well, along with the feeling of his dick still being kept in someone’s mouth. He looked down and found a pair of breasts stuck to his chest. He lifted his upper arm and found it stroked his butt and had trouble getting across his hips, which he also realized were now wider than his shoulders.

Somehow, he wasn’t too horrified by this. His body seemed to be filled with hormones keeping him docile and happy. It didn’t hurt that someone was nuzzling his dick, which was not complaining.

“Hey,” James said after a few moments of just basking in the afterglow, his hand sneaking over to rub at the feminine folds in front of his face, carefully avoiding the dick stuf above them. “Broom-rider. I’m talking to you,” he said in what he hoped came out as a stern voice, but he realized it probably sounded more like a cuddly girl. “If I wasn’t so fucked, I’d probably scream, so give me an explanation, please?”

>>1041

I don't have anything in mind yet, but I wanted to throw down this link for all of the interested people.

http://pastebin.com/WUtyUMhq

>>1044

I've got a backup too, but I guess it reads just as well in a pastebin as in here.

Anyway, waiting a bit for suggestions. I guess I should have mentioned a few.

Does Bree explain? What's Bree's current mental state and thoughts about things? what next?

>>1050

I think bree won't want to explain so will just change him back to normal and erase him memory give him one last BJ and enjoy the party/check how her friends are going are they having a vampire orgy or getting fucked by an anthropomorphic horse? Or are they turning women into shemales with huge dicks and setting them up with unsuspecting men?

>>1041

Have him stay like that but make him forget about magic and us.

>>1051

>>1052

Hmm, they sort of promised not to alter anyone permanently. I guess a temporary memory alteration is okay though.

>>1138

Unless they want it, of course. So we give him the choice. "You won't remember making this decision, or even that you were different before, but I can make you back into a man or leave you like this."

From there. Going to check on the others seems like a good idea.

>>1173

“Thank you,” Bree chuckled and put her hand on James’ shoulder. “Oh well, do you want me to fix you back?”

“That would have been a bonus,” James sighed.

“All right,” bree said and paused for a second. “There we go, things should be back to normal within half a minute.”

“Ah, excellent,” James sighed and jumped out of bed, slinking over to the whole body mirror. “Heh, it is fascinating to watch in action,” he said as he observed his dick slowly shrinking back to more mortal lengths. He fetched some underwear and began putting them on, keeping it just below until the transformation was done.

“Looks right to you?” Bree asked.

“As far as I can tell,” James shrugged, looking himself up and down in the mirror. “Height looks about right, I almost got vertigo from that when I walked over here,” he said as he climbed back into bed.

“Four feet and six inches works well on you,” Bree agreed. “Makes your curves much cuter,”

“Thanks,” James blushed at the comment. An arm brushed against one of his breasts, causing them to jiggle even more as she crawled back up into bed. “These look about right too, around double D, right? They are awfully full though,” he complained, giving them a swing as he groaned in needy annoyance.

Bree took the hint and put her lips across one of James dark purple, thumb-sized nipples, kneading it with her teeth until it popped and began drizzling milk into her mouth, spreading a warmth through James’ body. “Yes, that felt good,” James sighed, rubbing at his clit and wavy, bulging vulva through the string panties. “Would you mind doing one small alteration? I’d like my skin hue to be more towards yellow than cyan, and slightly darker and less saturated.

“That can be done,” Bree said as she switched over to James’ other breast. His saturated green skin began to slowly fade over, the purple of his lips and nipples the only constant.

“That’s perfect,” James sighed as one of Bree’s hands crawled up to play with the tip of his pointed ear.

“I hope you made those the right length,” he sighed as he slipped his hand below the underwear he’d been too quick to don, easily pushing four fingers into his needy hole.

“They were around five inches, so I made them six,” Bree replied quickly before putting her lips and tongue back to work.

“Oh you know how to please a goblin girl,” Jaime crooned, easily pushing her hand inside of herself, a plush thigh and leg spread away from Bree.

“Does this mean I’m forgiven for messing with you?” Bree smiled as she disconnected from Jaime’s second breast, leaving a trickle of milk to drizzle down her breast over her flat stomach and hips to her crotch.

“Only if you put that tool of yours to work,” Jaime demanded mischievously as she took hold of Bree’s ball-less dick and stroked its stiffening shaft. “Also, make it bigger and put me on top. I want to feel as full as if you were a horse-morph filling me up.”

Bree chuckled and lifted the ninety pound, four foot six goblin girl on top of herself, letting her pull off her panties before she laid her on top of her rapidly growing dick, which was quickly morphing into a horse-morph’s as well. “This’ll be interesting for you, I’m sure,” she said as she let the eager girl adjust her curvy hips over her dick, savoring the moment by having the immense horse-dick slowly make its way inside of her.

>>1174

There we go. Tried to post this 12 hours ago, but seems the chan was experiencing some technical difficulties.

I guess I've not yet gotten back downstairs, so I could continue in that direction straight off if nobody has anything else they want to see on Jaime.

>>1175

This way is great.

Let's go back downstairs with a huge horse-cock bulge in our pants.

Yeah, lets see what Ron and Johnny got up too.

>>1175

I know I'm a party pooper, but this goblin girl stuff is temporary, right? It'd be kind of odd to go from MiB, to promising not to do permanent changes without consent, and then doing this. Otherwise, it's great. I really like it.

>>1176

I can agree with that.

>>1177

Seems like a good idea, as well. Also, we may want to do a quick inventory on everyone's wands. Some opportunistic person may have tried to steal them, and I'll be honest that I forget what protections we have on the wands themselves.

>>1178

>>651

>>“Soulbound, i.e. can only be used by person who first picked it up.”

>>“Returns to owner if removed from them and they wish for it.”

Thankfully we don't have to worry about anyone else stealing the wands, we should see if there are any more Sydney situations after our fun though, always good too know what's going on.

>>1179

Thank you for the reference. However, I would point out a couple of flaws in that protection, however.

1. This requires the assumption that souls exist. Not a bad one to make considering magic and stuff, but Qgiver could decide to fuck us with this.

2. How does one define "Owner" in this case? Can Bree simply call the plastic wands from James and Ronald because she was the one who opened the original package and is therefore the original owner? Owner could also simply be whoever has posession of the wands. "Finders Keepers", as they say.

Just some things to keep in mind, but I do thank you for reminding me.

I like your idea of checking the news, though.

>>1180

Those are good points, although Soulbound does specify it can only be used by the person who first picked it up so I don't think it matters if souls exist or not.

Your second point has got me thinking though, maybe Bree should put some override in place in case either Ron or Johnny decide to go crazy with their wands, 'trust no one' and all that.

>>1184

I can agree with absolute power. >_>

>>1186

Suddenly Jaime felt as if she had recently gotten out of shower and into bed, which also had been cleaned. “Neat. You don’t know how much money I waste on washing sheets in this house,” she said and giggled before jumping out of bed. “I better get dressed too, I want to see what the gang is doing downstairs, and I’m feeling a bit peckish for some milk.”

“Hunger for calcium?” Bree asked. “I’m guessing both lactation and egg-laying takes its toll.”

“A strange combination, but we don’t exactly spend long in our eggs, so I can understand why we got these jugs,” Jaime said as she presented her fleshy orbs as she tugged them into a purple bra. Next she pulled on a pair of panties before slipping into a pair of colorful tights, some of the more comfortable clothing a wide-hipped and thick-thighed goblin girl could wear without breaking. she dug out a white tank top and pulled it over her head and bosom, a deep neckline showing off her cleavage. she glanced into the whole-body mirror to check she wasn’t missing anything. “God, I love that new color you put on me,” she smiled up to the two-foot higher Bree that had come over to look at her. “Once I do go off the contraception, I’ll let you have a daughter if you want one,” she promised as she hugged her hips and gave her inner thigh a sensual stroke, enjoying the feel of Bree’s thigh and knee up against her stomach and crotch

“I’ll think about it,” Bree smiled and gave her a twirl as she moved towards the door, giving Jaime’s ample butt a slap that sent it wobbling. “But now, we should go back to the party.">>1174

>As they came downstairs, the party had certainly changed gears. The music had changed in pretty much the same way the party had: from noisy and energetic to sensual and pulsating. Ronda lay with her body partially undressed, lithe legs spread in a sofa, four goth-like girls eagerly attending her. three licking at her breasts and pussy, the last up kissing and wriggling their long tongues across their vampire teeth. Also in the room were two horse men, most likely former girls turned into stallions, each with two or three vampiric girls licking and milking their sheaths, every gulp making them more and more feminine. One of the vampiric guests were still not fully female, one vampire girl still sucking him off. But his waist and hips were nicely curved, small a-cup breasts had begun to peek out of his bare and thin chest. As the horse folk he was eagerly and mindlessly sucking off finally came, the change came immediately upon him as his A-cups became B-cups and the girl between his thighs began lapping at the widening crotch in expanding hips.

>Through the porch door, one could see two horse folks on their knees, their mouths put to eager use by Jay on her crotch while they stroked one another off. “Oh hi,” Jay beamed and waved hello with a rider crop as she noticed Bree and Jaime standing in the living room, not quite sure what to make of themselves. “We asked ourselves; what would bree do? and we came to the conclusion that this was it. And it looks like we were right,” she said as she aimed the crop at Jaime.

>“Had a good time?” Ronda asked as she broke contact with her kissing vampire girl, baring her fangs with a heartwarming smile of someone about to orgasm.

>“About as good as you guys,” Bree smiled as she dodged a sloppy beam of horse splooge that came in their direction, only catching a few fingers worth that she slipped into her mouth. “Mm, that’s some musky horse,” she chuckled after a happy groan at the treat.

>“You really love that, don’t you?” Jaime said and giggled at the scene. She was pondering if she should have reacted any other way, as she had never experienced magic like this before, but she shrugged and went for the refrigerator, bringing a stool so she could get to the milk on the top shelf.

>>1187

Hmm, some formatting errors in part 2, but eh. it works.

So yeah, finally downstairs again. Was pondering if Jaime would find a guy under the kitchen sink hiding in terror, but that would be a bit too grim for this :P

I guess we should be sensible and check the news and whatnot. but hey, sex orgy, alcohol, party. vampires and horse-morphs.

>>1187

If the talk is about milk, cow-morphs are always an option.

Or we could leave a few satyrs and female goat-morphs behind.

>>1187

Maybe someone will notice our new equipment as well.

>>1192

>>1187

So are we just forgetting the fact that the character has already shown the morality that leaving people changed is amoral? I mean, Ronnie should be particularly sensitive to this issue. I hate to be a killjoy, but we did promise not to permanently change people.

>>1195

Who said it's permanent? We just want some milk.

>>1195

The night isn't over yet, we can change them back once we've had our fun. I'm wondering if we should get ourselves a bit of 'milk' from those horse morphs though?

>>1204

Sorry about the delay, work kicked back and we got a project that starts tomorrow and lasts into next week.

>>1224

How's work doing, OP?

>>1594

Better right now. Sorry for the long delay. The current situation demands a bit of me to get going. I've got a few paragraphs, but I need to figure out a few steps ahead to avoid total pasta plot implosion. Going to try and make a post tonight.

(well, since the auth didn't work last night, this should be for tonight)

>>1611

A door bell rang through the room, which made most of the participants pause for a moment with whatever lewd activites they were doing. “What was that?” Bree asked with a wet pop as she detatched from a leaking horse dick, strings of spit stretching between her lips and it.

Ronda, climbed up from the sofa with a wet squelch and lurched towards the door, looking through the peek hole for a moment before she tip-toed back inside. “It’s the campus security guards, a pair of them,” she whispered.

“Oh, they’ve been here a few times to shut down parties,” Jaime said after a groan. “I guess some of the neighbors complained about the screaming,” she added with a smile.

“And how do they react to rooms filled with orgies?” Ronda sighed and looked over at Jay, who was now deeply wrapped around two horse folks, bouncing up and down on their massive members and not really noticing the worry the rest were having.

“Yeah, that might get us kicked out,” Jaime stated, adjusting her top as she was hoping to hide her hard giant nipples from the security team outside her door.

> Just posting this right now. Was planning to add a bit more, but tired. seemed like a good spot to pause for feedback. Any good suggestions for alterations?

How about gender flipping the security people.

Also change their minds to be more into partying.

>>1620

That's one opportunity, but I think the party is more of an orgy right now :p

Any suggestions on how to flip their genders? just shooting the wand?

>>1626

Party, Orgy, where's the difference?

How about turning the burly manly security guards into petite willful girls?

I don't know how the guards would look.

>>1626

>>1627

Hm.. You know my compunctions. However, if this is the path we choose, may I reccomend that we utilize the second story? Are there any balconies? Preferably, we go upstairs, onto the balcony, shoot them with the wand and have a number of effects as written before hand.

1. They start by using their walkies/phones to call back to HQ "It was just a prank between a couple houses. There's no issue here."

2. Then the delayed transformation activates, them becoming the "couple of willful girls".

3. They knock and enter the orgy party.

4. They get a mental order to return to their homes and transform back as they get out of their car, thinking they had a totally normal shift. Additionally, a glamor prevents anyone from noticing the rapid change as they approach their house.

The situation is handled, we get a few new playmates, and we're not causing some family to lose a dad or brother for some inexplicable reason.