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archangeldiane · 23 days
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"Hey guys! So, since I finally turned 18 I decided to ask my parents how they thought my transition was going, since I've been on estrogen since the beginning of high school. They smiled in a kind way and said they think I still have a long way to go if I want to look like a girl. That's why they still accidentally use male pronouns with me and call me their son.... especially in public and when introducing me. They said I still look way too masculine. They told me I need to start getting surgery. I nervously agreed. We eventually sat down with a surgeon who definitely thought I looked way too much like a boy, despite having grown F-Cup breasts. My cock is also only a couple inches, and my testis have shriveled to nothing! But they insisted I need surgery to look more like a girl, so who am I to object? Tomorrow's my first operation. My surgeon says he has a whole roadmap of surgeries for me in store to make me look like a 'real girl'. Time will tell...."
"Tada! Well, only a year and a half into my surgical journey. I know, I'm only nineteen and I look like I'm in my mid forties. Most guys actually guess I'm in my early fifties, which is sorta crazy.... My parents definitely call me she/her now, but they don't introduce me as their daughter..... I've sort of become a sex worker, I know, not super surprising, looking at my body now..... Mom and dad refer to me as 'Dad's mistress who was born a boy'. They always go out of their way to tell people I was born male, emphasizing my cock as one of my best qualities. It used to be so small and feminine.... Part of my surgical journey was apparently enlarging my cock extensively, even putting me on dick growth pills that had testosterone in them. In fact, my hrt regimen probably has more testosterone than estrogen.
It made my pretty, feminine voice drop, now I sound like a lot of trans girl porn stars, which I guess male clients prefer I sound this way. My cock is fifteen inches, thicker than my wrists, and my testicles are about the size of pears, they're huge! I tell my surgeon that shouldn't testis this big be producing more than enough testosterone??? I'm a trans girl after all, I should be on estrogen..... He and my family tell me I need to take more due to the 'damage' estrogen did to my body when I should've been going through puberty as a boy. So I'm making up for lost time, they remind me almost every day it's fine for me to go off estrogen altogether.
But my family is finally coming around to me being trans. They're all telling me how beautiful I look, though I'm nowhere near done with getting more surgery. Everyone tells me not to worry that I have such a huge cock and testicles so big my scrotum could hold a bowling ball. That it doesn't make me any less of a girl, and I need to keep going with my surgeries and hormones. Well, they're not the ones that have to cover this beard with layers of concealer and foundation.....
Oh well, daddy seems quite pleased, as he parades me around, calling me his mistress born a boy. He loves to flaunt my body to random men and watch them fuck me. He also loves taking me to bdsm clubs downtown and binding me, paddling and abusing my cock and balls and big fake tits for all to see. Sometimes he slips up and calls me his daughter, never his son. It always makes me cum when he does that, then he beats my balls black and blue, telling me I wasn't permitted to cum yet. "Yes, daddy--oops, master!" I always squeal, so he has an excuse to beat my boy parts up some more for all the lovely patrons to see. I can't believe how many men daddy has made me fuck already, I guess this was their plan for my transition all along. And if it means I look like a sixty-year-old washed up porn star with a twenty-inch cock in a year or two, all I hope is mom and daddy are happy with my transition! ❤️"
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archangeldiane · 26 days
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"Shortly after I got to college I tried get into modeling to make extra money on the side. I started dating a guy and told him and he suggested I do porn instead. I told him I wasn't comfortable doing porn, and despite the fact that we'd only been dating a few weeks he said 'I'm your boyfriend, so you should do as I say', omg I'm such a sucker for being dominated and bossed around. I sheepishly agreed to do porn and it was 100% the best decision someone ever made for me!
I start off doing simple gangbangs, face fucking, bdsm, all that fun stuff, but before long my agent is lining up a ton of surgeries for me to go through, only consulting my bf, not me. He adored all their plans for me.... although I was always told I was such a natural beauty, it was decided I needed to be aged up, to enter into a more mature MILF demographic instead of being some innocent college girl puking on cock and getting smacked around. I got so many upgrades, my life was a blur of surgery for a while, but I emerged from it as a plastic bimbo in her late forties, my old looks totally gone. I looked older than my mom.
My family loves the new look. Mom fully embraces calling me her older sister who does porn. They don't treat me like their daughter at all, well, at least not the way I was treated as their daughter, anyway! We go out and party, men all over me and my parents don't care, they ask to join and we swing. Random men fuck my mom, daddy fucks me, joking about how he's shocked I haven't retired yet, pumping my pussy as he tells me I'm looking so old and haggard these days, and that it must be what fifty thousand cocks does to a woman my age. I joke back that I'll look sixty in another couple years, and daddy tells me I almost look sixty already. It makes me cum so fucking hard!
My bf loves all my new changes, but understandably wants me to keep going, requesting I get implants triple this size, and not to worry about making my face ugly, to just age me up and make me look as ridiculous and surgery-addicted as possible, my buccal fat removed, nose shaved down and narrowed was more, lips double this size, my filler deliberately injected to drift, cheekbones high and exaggerated. He said the older and more desperate I look to get my 'youth back', the better! And I couldn't agree more, not that it's my say! I love my new life and looking so old and experienced as a porn star, I have trouble remembering sometimes I just turned twenty. I'm already getting used to saying I'm forty-six, even if most people laugh and tell me I couldn't pull forty-six off if I wanted to. So I bite my lip and say I'm fifty-two..... It turns me on so much not even being able to pass as the age they tried to make me look. Just goes to show what an amazing surgeon my bf got me! Sooooo excited to get back under the knife and look totally hopeless and desperate to be young and pretty!"
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archangeldiane · 3 months
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"Can't believe it's only been two years since I met Cole! I am so blessed to find a guy like him! I was on Instagram one day and he messaged me out of nowhere saying he's a surgeon and he'd do anything to have the chance to work on me. I was so flattered I decided to ask him some questions, he told me he'd love to totally transform me. He said he specialized in making young, pretty girls like bimbos in their fifties and sixties, and that he wanted to transform me so badly he was willing to do this all for free. The catch was he wanted us to hook up. I said it made me a bit uncomfortable because he was older than my dad, but he assured me in no time I'd look just as old or older than him. Soooo, I decided to take him up on it, since he was asking so nicely and clearly really wanted to work on me.
Not going to lie, it was an adjustment going through so much plastic surgery so fast. I thought recovery would never end, and he still says he has a lot more work to do! Despite the fact that everyone we ask guesses my age to be between 55 and 60, he's convinced he can age me up even more. He joked that soon I'll look old enough to be his mother's age. I could hardly believe the results! He did such an amazing job on me, I was more than happy to offer my body for him to work on! These giant balloon boobs are so much fun, and men can't keep their hands off them. I love how they all mention my age and tell me I look good for a woman who's so old and tell me they 'still think I'm hot even though I must be pushing sixty', even though I'm only 21. It honestly makes me kind of wet, and Cole loves to keep working on my body like his personal hobby, and I'm more than happy to be his wife.... I can't wait to see how many more surgeries he has planned!"
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archangeldiane · 5 months
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"It's been a wild couple years for Vanessa and I.... As soon as we got to college this guy approached us, asking if we wanted to study abroad and earn extra credit instead of remaining on campus. Colleges do all kinds of crazy stuff to help girls earn their diplomas so we thought nothing of it and agreed. He wanted us to get in his car to go sign a few documents aaaand biggest newbie mistake ever! We were trafficked and sold off to some rich dudes living in Brazil, retired plastic surgeons who pimp girls out for fun....
We had a bit of work done, to say the least..... I can't even begin to count all the operations. But the goal was to have us look much older, like seasoned porn stars who've been in the industry for decades. It's so weird being twenty and having everyone think we're in our early fifties. Our owners of course trained us to be perfect little whores and do every filthy thing our clients desire. You know, we need to seem as experienced as we look. Me being modeled after the quintessential gold-digging trophy wife and Vanessa, er, 'Yumiko', was turned into an ideal trafficked Japanese maid. Her lips are pursed with filler, and she had her teeth and tongue removed, her mouth converted into nothing but a fuck hole with limited movement. Like a lot of the other girls.... I guess I'm lucky?
But don't feel bad..... Vanessa and I love our new lives as property! Being a whore is so much fun, even if all the STDs get a bit uncomfortable, but that's why our owners graciously give us loads of booze and drugs to take the edge off. Our lives are 24/7 pleasure and our owners have many more improvements they want to give us. Bigger asses, perma-pumped pussies, tits that'll make these punching bags of ours look tiny. I think we both have zero regrets about getting trafficked like this. Now that we're back on social media our families are overjoyed to see us safe and living it up on luxury yachts and fancy penthouses all around the world. What more could a girl ask for? Education is so overrated...."
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archangeldiane · 7 months
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archangeldiane · 7 months
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"Well, it's certainly been a colorful few years... I met an older guy online not long after I turned 18.... He was sooo obsessed with me. He liked every TikTok I made, every pic I posted on Instagram. He said he'd do anything to make me a model. I mean, I didn't have ant plans... so I kind of shrugged and said 'OK, why not?' Kiiiind of a mistake, as it turns out.
When I met him, he introduced himself, his name was Rich Thompson, and said we was a wealthy stock broker who loved using his money to help get girls into modeling, almost like a talent scout, but somehow sleazier. He eyes my huge natural breasts constantly the whole date, like shamelessly gawking. At one point I got frustrated and asked if he wanted to see them. (Just ask, guys! Don't be shy. I loved showing them to whoever wanted to see them.) Well, he looked at them, squeezed them and said they were way too big for modeling. I blushed like crazy, asking him he bothered reaching out, then. You can clearly see how big they are in my videos and photos! He said, 'Don't worry, we can take care of them'. I didn't know what he meant but was still interested in modeling.... so I saw him again, and again....
Eventually he told me his plan. I found it kind of hot, honestly. He said he loved big fake breasts, the rounder, harder, and less natural looking, the better. So mine were the total opposite of his taste. Again, he said he can fix my breasts... He told me with natural boobs this big I would need to get implants the size of yoga balls put in to achieve his ideal shape and tautness. I told him I wouldn't mind that and he laughed, reminding me I'd likely be immobile.... Oof. So he outlined what I had to do. He was gonna make me get my boobs removed. Reduced all the way down to an A-Cup. At which point I'd be suitable for regular modeling, like in wedding gowns and bikinis. Like an idiot I let him take control of my health insurance and had him sign on as majority owner of my plan, and by extension, my consent, medically speaking. God, what a bimbo I can be....
He made me get my boobs reduced to nothing, gloating about it afterwards. Teasing me about getting to 'ruin my perfect boobs'. It was so humiliating, but my torture would only just begin. He made me get surgery after surgery, aging me up as he controlled my diet, making me eat like crazy so he could have my belly fat lipo'd and put in my ass, hip, and already growing thighs. Surgery became my life.... I had no real choice but to embrace his desires for my body brought to life. Before I knew it I'm 22, but my my husband introduces me as having just turned 50, everywhere we go. 'This is my lovely wife, McKenzie, who just turned 50. Doesn't she look amazing?' They agree that I look good, but practically nobody says I look younger or don't look my age, just that I look sexy for a woman so old.
My implants are so absurd. My poor beautiful boobs turned into a pair of trashy porn orbs, constantly being filled and expanded more. The second they get big enough to fit another ounce of saline, it's back to the surgeon I go to be pumped up. Gotta keep them always at the bursting point.... I am a model, as my husband promised (and yes, I married him, since he basically already owns me), but instead of doing swimsuit shoots, I'm a hardcore porn star, fucking dozens of men in every movie.... Not exactly where I saw myself being at 22. Two blimps for breasts, looking 50, with my hubby assuring me I'll look even older soon. Soon I'll look older than him! But I'm sure that's just what he wants..."
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archangeldiane · 7 months
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"I don't know why everyone warned me not to date Keith. He's such a sweet guy. He's totally loaded and, well, he does have very particular taste in women but I don't mind. I was out jogging when I was nineteen and he hit on me. I thought he was just a normal guy maybe asking for a favor? He was really handsome so I might've let him put a kid or two in me if he insisted. Why not? I'm young and pretty!
But no, he talked to me and convinced me to come to his place. I met his wife, and they explained that they really wanted something.... unique, out of their relationship. Keith won the lottery. He was forty-three and had a wife that was a year older than me, hey, I'm no judge! But he apparently had a very elaborate fantasy he wanted to live out with his wife, Lindsay.... Keith wanted to age me up with surgery into his bombshell trophy wife, a porn star he scored after winning the lottery. I've done quite a few pornos now along the way to fabricate a career dating back decades, thanks to all my surgery in just three years.....
Soooo, now I'm his wife and Lindsay is our 'daughter'. She actually does look a lot like me, I can see why Keith picked me out of all the other girls jogging that day. He and I pretend Lindsay is the spoiled, rich daughter of a porn star and a wealthy Wallstreet investor (Keith's backstory). He met me on the set of a porno when I was Linday's age.... Now I'm almost fifty. Lindsay is our brat daughter who goes out partying constantly, always pregnant, always drinking and doing drugs, bringing men home, complaining about being gigantic all the time. We of course spoil her and give her whatever she wants. Whenever we have company over she flirts with them, makes a scene, and usually winds up getting her brains fucked out by Keith's rich new friends. Lindsay is so wonderfully trashy, and I get so in character, apologizing for her, and scolding her, smacking her belly and telling her what a whore she's become. Then like the perfect daughter she calls me the real whore, asking all these rich men how many guys I've fucked doing porn.
"Thousands," I admit.... Not for real, not yet. But my story is so well rehearsed I basically believe it. I think of Lindsay as my real bratty slut daughter, and Keith as my husband. When in reality I'm his mistress, as he buys me so many surgeries I look decades older, and my breasts just get bigger and more cartoonish by the month. I couldn't ask for a better life, even if it is kinda crazy....."
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archangeldiane · 1 year
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Finished multi-part story
My newest 4 part story is now finished as of yesterday. Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/thetitans-stories/687140590483275776?source=share Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/thetitans-stories/688044929038057472?source=share Part 3: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/thetitans-stories/688228322485878784?source=share Part 4: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/thetitans-stories/688337745195794432?source=share It was really fun to write, hopefully you enjoy it as well.
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archangeldiane · 1 year
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The Contract
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"You can't seriously expect us to sign this, making my wife work 4 years for you in one of your nightclubs." Arthur was furious, this was not how their honeymoon was supposed to go. They were meant to be relaxing by the pool, not being pressured to sign a contract to avoid prison time for false drug charges. Yet here they were in the large Mansion of a man calling himself El Rey or The King in english, paper and pen in front of them. "Well, if you want to go back to England and not spend time in a Mexican prison, I do expect you to sign it. Though don't worry, you can still visit her once I deem she has settled in. Now what will it be." El Rey took a puff of his Cigar as he responded to Arthur. His steely and serious gaze resting on the two honeymooners. Feeling there was no choice and much to Arthurs shock, Sarah took the pen and signed her name at the bottom of the contract. El Rey simply smiled as he pressed a button under his desk and two of his men came in. "Boys, please escort this gentlemen out, I believe he has a plane back to England to catch. Also tell the others to not disturb, His wife and I have a contract to discuss."
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6 months later and Arthur returned to Mexico after recieving an envelope with a plane ticket and hotel info from El Rey. When he touched down, one of El Rey's men came to pick him up, they gave him enough time to freshen up in his room before being driven to one of El Rey's clubs La Rosa Rosa, The Pink Rose. When Arthur entered he was not expecting Sarah to be working in a place like this. He thought she'd be put to work in a regular nightclub but no this was your run of the mill strip club. He approached the bar praying that she was just a bartender or waitress but his heart sank when she was not the one serving him. So he resigned himself to ordering a Modelo and turned his attention to the stage. Waiting to see his wife. It took about 20 minutes but then she appeared. However his jaw just dropped. Announced to the stage as Sofia Cruz, The pale blonde was gone in her place was a tanned beauty with dyed black hair, enhanced lips and enhanced tits. El Rey completely altered her appearance to fit a more hispanic look. She owned the stage, oozing sensuality as she worked the pole. Sarah was always a quick learner but she looked like she had been doing this her whole adult life. As the Enrique Iglesias song she was dancing to finished and her 10 minute set ended, Arthur turned to the bartender to get a private dance with her. Not wanting to argue why, he chose the gringo compared to a true Mexican babe, The Bartender called Sarah over in spanish. "Sofia, este hombre blanco quiere un baile privado contigo!" Despite having barely any spanish fluency before, Sarah or rather Sofia saunted over, for a split second her sensual and sexual demenour dropped when she saw it was Arthur before quickly returning and guiding him to a private booth. "Private dances only last half an hour, so best say what we want to say fast. El Rey, has been pushing me hard, putting me through rigourous surgeries and training. I can't even speak any english unless the person who got a private dance speaks it. Which given the club is never until you." Just from her voice Arthur could tell, the 6 months had taken a toll, she was already starting to lose her english accent in place of a mexican one. The conversation they had consisted of asking how she was doing and if they treated her well. Sarah described her life under El Rey as living with a golden chain and collar around her neck. A prisoner kept in line under El Rey's harsh watch. Arthur tried to kiss his wife but Sarah stopped him. As much as she wanted to do the same, she knew they were being watched and didn't want either of them to get in trouble. She simply just continued to give Arthur the same sensual lap dance she gave every client who paid for a private dance with her. 30 minutes later, the dance was over and a security guard popped his head in the room "Sofía, el jefe te quiere en su oficina ahora. (Sofia, the boss wants you in his office now.)" and with that Sarah now Sofia left. Leaving Arthur to head back to his hotel room before heading back on a plane the next morning.
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After that night, Arthur waited eagerly for another letter to come through the post with another set of plane tickets and hotel info but nothing came. At least not for another 3 years and 5 months. 1 week before the contract was officially over, Arthur got onto the plane back to Mexico and got into the car ready to be taken to the hotel and head to the club. However that was not where they going. Instead they went to the mansion where it all started, the Home of El Rey himself. Confused why he was brought here, he was greeted by the 50 something man in a white suit that reeked of cigar smoke and led into his office. "Cigar? Tequilla?" El Rey offfered both but Arthur only accepted the tequilla. "Why did you bring me here and not the club?" Arthur asked, no demanded. "Patience Arthur, I simply brought you here to explain that the contract has changed. I have simply grown to attached and invested too much into Sofia to let her just head off back to England." El Rey was calm as he spoke, puffing cigar smoke into the air. "That is not what the contract said, after 4 years Sarah would be done and heading back to England." Arthur was getting quite irate at El Rey's attitude and disregard to the contract. "I am the creator of said contract and I can change it how I want. I am the one with the money and power here not you." El Rey raised his voice and slammed his fist onto the desk. "Besides Sofia has changed too much to return to her old life. Don't believe me, see for yourself." El Rey called for the guards to call in Sofia. Arthur was confused, Sofia was here? However that confusion turned to shock when he saw Sarah. She had changed even more in the 3 and a half years since they last saw each other, if he didn't even know it was her, he would have just thought she was Mexican. There was no trace of the caucasian sarah there was only Sofia. She had more of a tan and her ass and thighs were much thicker. At least her hair was back to blonde albeit it was from dying her black hair blonde rather than just letting the black dye fade and return to her natural colour. "Sarah, what have they done to you. You look unrecognisable." Arthur tried to talk with her but he was just ignored as she sauntered her way over to El Rey before sensually sitting on his lap, he looked over to El Rey who had a rather sadistic smile on his face. "I'm afraid Sofia here will not respond to you. You see, she can only speak and understand spanish now. Oh and as you can see, even if she did understand you, she and I have grown rather... Attached." El Rey made sure to emphasise the name Sofia as he spoke. Arthur couldn't believe what he was seeing as El Rey cupped Sofia's ass and seeing her lovingly cuddle up to him. Anger grew inside of him and he raised his voice towards the man who caused him heartache. That raised voice would be his downfall. El Rey called his men into the room and ordered Arthur to be escorted out of his mansion. Meanwhile he called the police and informed them of a problem he was having. 3 months later and Arthur was stuck serving a 10 year sentence on drug smuggling charges that were falsified by El Rey and the local police which El Rey bribed. A warden came up to his cell and gave him a letter, in it it read: "Dear Arthur, You should not have not have raised your voice at me those months ago. I simply wished for you to attend mine and Sofia's wedding but you just so had to ruin it. On the next visitation day, I shall be there, be a good boy and I shall convince them to let you go free with the condition you join me back at the mansion for a discussion. In the meantime please do enjoy these photos of Sofia and I enjoying our wedding night. I do so hope you enjoy the lingerie and ring I got her. Regards, Antonio 'El Rey' Reyes" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Hope you enjoyed this story is based on Alison Takes the deal by HP1920 over on Literotica be sure to check that out
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archangeldiane · 1 year
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I’m trying to update my feed. Who are some of your favorite bimbo content pages (photos, captions and writings) I love your page but want to see even more.
First of all, thank youuu! I had been gone for so long that I was really worried people wouldn't be around anymore and my posts would just get no attention.
As for some of my fave bimbo pages, here's some that immediately come to mind. Note: this is def not a complete list and I'd love for other people to reblog this with their own suggestions too!
@tfsplash
@bmbochangetales
@cottonundiestf
@pumpmeupandmakemeplastic
@roxydolly
@lylibabe20
@mindlessbimbo
@pretty-bimbo-baby
@alittlegreenfella
@thesympatheticdevil
@chrystalwynd
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archangeldiane · 1 year
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Hello All
Hello again everyone. I'm sure it will take some time for anyone to find this blog, but it's me, Liriel. My old blog was summarily deleted without warning. I still don't know why.
I decided to remake it here for now, because well, I can't find another workable alternative. Still.
I think in the near future I may try to make my own site just for hosting, but that won't help people find my work. So for now, I'm going to try to keep the content here limited to an R rating. All the naughty bits covered and such.
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archangeldiane · 2 years
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archangeldiane · 2 years
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New Author Recommendations
In just the last couple of months I've had too many amazing stories/authors to recommend.
I've reposted most of them here but wanted to give another shout-out to some again. Each one normally would be my obsession for months on their own.
So presented in no particular order...
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Bright School: Me So Horny by @voxpopularian
Sachiko gets a racist and demeaning passcode at her new, prestigious university. Gaslighting and bimbofication, reminiscent of MrGrey's "Camp Whol-Nu-Yu".
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Good Roots by Reina Reign
After a shocking exchange that she can't get out of her head, Miranda stops fighting against her mother's wishes. The Japanese American girl decides to "embrace her heritage". Contains one of the best speech/accent kink scenes I've ever read.
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Dark Whispers by Tessa
A couple with a problematic "meet-cute" ends up embracing their mutual enablement, proceed to corrupt their lesbian friends. Trigger warning: very questionable NC situations and forced/coerced orientation change.
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archangeldiane · 2 years
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Good Roots
by Reina Reign
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"Hi, my name is Miranda, good meet you!"
The cadence was a bit off, but Miranda remembered that her mother always spoke with a cheery intonation, which combined with her accent always made her sound, well, dumb. Well, practice makes perfect, she reasoned.
"Hi, I'm–my name is–my name Miranda, good meet you!!"
She stumbled a bit, trying to remember to drop words like Mama did.
"Hi, my name ミランダ , good meet you!"
That sounded much more like Mama, she reasoned. She even managed to pronounce her American name like Mama did.
About two months ago, I got a message from Reina. She shared a rough draft of what is unquestionably the hottest self transformation story I've seen in a long time.
The full sequence I quoted from above may be the best "adopting a faux Asian accent" prose I've ever read.
If you like my content, I can't recommend Reina's story highly enough.
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archangeldiane · 2 years
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Anime Addict
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archangeldiane · 2 years
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Alison Brie
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archangeldiane · 2 years
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Does anyone know what happened to @fantasywifeuniverse?
Their tumblr is deactivated. Is there anywhere else I can see their work?
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