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headswapstar · 4 months
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fisheito · 26 days
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collab #2 with @xenole i was given a chibi yakumo and i.. i...... turned it into thiS
#I AM SO SORRY I DREW YAKUMO AGAIN ADFSJEIADKS LOOK OK so xenole gives me the tiny crying yakumo.#says DO WHATEVER YOU WANT and THUS i get to thinking#my immediate thought was#i'm going to make oli breast boobily while comforting him#bc i was determined to draw xenole's fave this time. i swore it to myself. i WILL stop being so self indulgent#but the chibi on chibi comforting scene didn't sit right with me. it was too straightforward. not something i would draw normally#it was hhhh as u say.... not on brand.? it did not inspire me. idea benched....#so days pass and i'm still pondering ideas on what to do to the sad spaghetti.#configurations of clan members danced in my head. some defending yaku. some comforting. some bullying#the ideas usually involved at least oli or kuya bc once again. xenole bias#then while i'm in the shower i got frustrated with my lack of ideas and thought#i'll jujst eat.him. just. chew on him. i'm tired of him#AND THE IMAGE OF KUYA EATING YAKUMO FOR BREAKFAST POPPED INTO MY MIND#originally it was going to be kuya eating yakuflakes and oli giving him serious side eye but then the brain went#WHAT IF IT'S YAKUMO WATCHING KUYA EAT YAKUMO. THAT IS FUNNY. IT MUMST HAPPEEN#BUT I REFUSED at first. i was angry at myself. this is not a competition to see how you can STILL sHOVE YAKUMO into a drawing.#plus the composition would shrink xenole's chibi down! i would take over so much space by comparison! THE DISRESPECT! TO THE COLLAB PROCESS#but once i get fixated on smth...well. i ended up doing the idea and just praying xenole wouldnt eviscerate me for it#i'm sorry my liege. my grip on the reins was weak. the goofy clown horses went stampeding#so idk now it's the two of em having a peaceful breakfast in kuya's cabin but only kuya is at peace and yakumo's this close to a breakdown#i feel like there should be something in the space between them. a speech bubble or something . something mean is being said#kuya#yakumo#yakuya
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mommyrubyrose · 30 days
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I wonder what I'll do with you tiny human
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drink-me-shrink-me · 6 months
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ERP open. Message only if 18+
Send your Kinks and Limits.
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Send asks to learn more about my Kinks & Limits and those not listed.
KINKS
Shrinking/Growth
Size Theft/Expansion
Lactation/ANR/ABF
Teasing/Intimidation
Humiliation/Degradation/Hypnosis
Cruel/CNC/Cuck/Beta
Crush/Vore
Destruction
LIMITS
Scat/Pee/Farting/Stink
Futa/Gender Bend
Grotesque Torture
Digestion Focus
Unaware
Furry
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caffeineponyboy · 8 months
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Your head is spinning after yet another shift, exhaustion soaking your bones. It's draining, utterly miserable, but a necessary evil. You made it this far, so what's a bit further? It's paying for your HRT, so it's worth putting up with for a bit longer. At least the stress melts away easy enough...
Slipping the headphones over your ears, the rhythmic beats wash over you as you slowly strip out of your work clothes. You catch a glimpse in the nearby mirror, almost dreading how it might make you feel. Though, something seems different today. Strolling over, your steps falling in time with the beat in your ears, you stand in front of the floor length mirror, twisting and glancing your body over.
You had almost tossed a sheet over this thing, but at your therapist recommendation, you kept it uncovered. They said it was healthy to recognize that, despite what was there, that you should recognize progress. At first, it seemed ridiculous, but now? Those firmer parts came off a bit softer... Your skin is looking more pink and smooth, your tuck actually takes a few moments for you to properly notice. Hell, even your face is more pleasing to look at! Your stubble is so faint, you can hardly see it.
With a satisfied smirk, you wink at the figure in front of you, proud of the progress as you make your way to the bathroom, the music changing up to someone a bit more upbeat. Your mood seems to rise with it, your legs moving almost involuntary to the beat as you dance away some of the wear from the day. After a bit, you could swear you feel your cheeks tingling, bringing a hand up to catch a bit of fuzz. Pausing at the sensation, you chuckle at the absent mind you had there, finishing your trip.
Glancing in the mirror, you lean down to wet your cheeks, grabbing a razor and some gel before standing back up. You're about to fill your hand when you pause, catching the image of your reflection.
...Where did your fuzz go? Glancing close. You could still see a few hairs, but when you bring a hand up, the strands came away with your fingers. Frantic, you quickly brushed them away, gasping as you moved to your head. Swallowing, you give your hair a tug, but it felt as firm as ever... Pulling away, you can't even see any loose strands. Scoffing in amazement, you look the sight over, a smile glued to your lips as you see your soft, feminine features.
Your lips almost seemed naturally plump, a cute pout proving it as you tested a number of faces. You even got silly with it, trying to be aggressive and masculine as a joke, but it all seemed to fall short. Bringing your hands up, you lick your lips as the music grew a bit hotter, fingers brushing your lips as you watch yourself.
Gods, you look so pretty right now... passing was an understatement, you could give some girls from old high-school a run for their money. As you drift from your face and neck, you caress the bumps slowly forming on your chest, the pair feeling much softer than they did. You could easily spot the definition and it seemed the more you squeezed, the more you had to play with. Your skin tingled with electricity, your movements falling in time as the song picked up pace. Faster, faster... more and more!!
You whine as you give your nipple a firm tug, a bit of drool falling off your lip. As one hand kept up the work, the other pushed into your panties, the soft, drooling lump utterly begging for attention. Try as you might, the idea of stroking such a useless piece of flesh just wasn't appealing, no matter how much you tried. Just as you were about to give up, you shoved your fingers over the bulge, knees almost buckling as the head gets pinned between your legs. Pressing it there, you push a couple fingers against it, quivering softly as you do so.
You stare at your face, barely noticing as your hair grows longer, easily adding a few inches before curling naturally, bur you could hardly care. Your fingers roll in circles as the bass thrums through your head, your shoulders soon resting on the sink as you sink into the moment. Something felt strange about the moment, but the haze of sensations was too much. You need it... you need to finish as your back arches, pitiful whine in your throat as you bite your lip. You wonder how messy it must be with your fingers getting so wet. As you go to tug your panties down, you catch your image one last time.
You could hardly recognize the person in the mirror, and yet... so familiar. All the pieces that never quite fit right now seemed to flow seamlessly. Your figure, your stance, even your troublesome hair. You hadn't even noticed the music ending until the first song in your Playlist hit. Sliding off the headphones, you smile at your true self, growing warm as your mirror smiles back. Suddenly, work doesn't seem so bad anymore...
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nogoodnik-captions · 2 months
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The flirty witch had heard two of the most gorgeous redhead babes in Hollywood, Christina Hendricks and Bryce Dallas Howard, would both be attending this event, and got an idea to place a swapping spell on both. Suddenly, Christina felt a lot lighter in her chest, while Bryce was now insanely stacked and straining her dress, much like Christina was before.
Christina felt lightheaded as a result of the changes, and it took her a bit to realize what had happened. Meanwhile, Bryce noticed immediately and reveled in it, showing her beautiful, massively racked self off. “Guess they match my ass now!” She giggled. Meanwhile, Christina eventually started feeling self-conscious.
The full domino effect of the switch would soon be felt. Bryce got even more parts as the most beautiful, busty A-lister in Hollywood, while flat Christina was more and more demoted to a glorified extra. Even in their love life, Bryce very soon was having triplets and feeding them well, while Christina was unfortunately staring towards another divorce, and still not bearing any children. The witch observed this from afar, finding the contrast of these two sexy women exchanging not only racks, but status, as well. She wondered if this kind of switch would do well with other women…
Obviously these pics are these two women but in FaceApp.
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headswapstar · 2 months
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Leonard wants to have Penny's body.
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Leonard is transforming into a female version of himself with Penny's body.
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Sheldon starts thinking about giving himself Penny's body.
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Penny asks Sheldon to turn her into the male version of herself with Kurt's body.
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Penny is about to rock Leonard's world.
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Leonard loved the experience of having multiple orgasims.
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The next morning after get transformed back to normal Penny is shocked to find Sheldon in his female form with her body.
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Penny is really passed off at Sheldon giving her body to himself and Amy.
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The next morning Penny finds Amy and Sheldon with giant boobs. Sheldon decided to give Amy and himself bigger boobs so they wouldn't have Penny's body.
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Sheldon decided to shrink Penny's boob down to size after seeing how jealous she was of Amy's massive boobs.
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Leonard finally comes out of the bedroom to find a flat chested Penny and Amy and Sheldon with huge boobs.
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alwaysbegrowing · 2 years
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Pushed Up
Kelly and I had only been dating for a month, but I felt we were ready to take things to the next level. They say don’t dip your pen in company ink, but whoever made up that phrase couldn’t shrink themselves while growing others. Technically, she was my direct supervisor, which I think has another saying, but enough about superstitions. Kelly was pretty to begin with; she was a five-foot-six girl of Asian heritage with short black hair.
I stepped into Kelly’s office on her lunch break, and before she could stop me I started shutting her blinds. She was wearing a white blouse over a black bra and a pencil skirt. Her C-cup boobs didn’t need help grabbing attention, but I had to admit the outfit was doing her incredible figure a big favor.
“Hey, honey, what’s this all about?” Kelly asked.
“Just wanted to surprise you,” I replied. I concentrated, and just like that, the transfer started. I was five foot eleven, but not for long. I noticed her bra pushing further into her blouse first, while my pants and shirt were getting looser on my body. I was too entranced to strip; Kelly’s tits were on the warpath, pumping outward like inflating balloons.
“Hun? Wh…” Kelly followed my line of sight down to her chest. She watched as her boobs strained against her bra, swelling up and over the cups. I figured I had lost about three inches, all of which had gone directly to Kelly’s incredible rack.
“My…my boobs!” Kelly gasped. Her tits passed into D-cup territory, then DD, and they swelled on as her desk phone went off.
“Surprise!” I chose the wrong time to make the announcement. Kelly answered her phone, biting her lip as her boobs continued forcing their way out of her bra. Her blouse was starting to stretch against her growing bust, too. After a brief exchange, she hung up the phone.
“Well, honey, I love it, whatever this is,” Kelly rubbed her growing bust. I could tell she was fighting the urge to fondle herself; she shivered and held her burgeoning melons for a moment.
“But,” Kelly continued, “can you…stop it? I have a Nyoom meeting that got pushed up.”
I walked over to Kelly’s desk, nearly a full foot too small for my clothes. Her tits pumped further into her blouse, now flowing both over and under her poor bra. I shut my eyes and concentrated as hard as I could, and nothing happened.
“Doesn’t look like it. Can you push it back?” I asked.
“No, it’s…it’s fine. Just…try not to make any noise,” Kelly sighed. I stood back as she went about her business as if nothing had changed. In the meantime, I could see that she was starting to sit higher on her chair. Her shoulders were starting to rise up and out, pushing against her blouse just like her boobs had been. She tried to act like everything was normal, put her headset on, and jumped into her meeting.
I felt myself shrink until I was only about an inch or two taller than her desk as my pants and shoes became far too large for my dwindling body. I nearly drowned in my shirt and escaped from it just in time to see Kelly adjusting her webcam as she inched higher in her chair. I heard a loud snap; her boobs had nearly become as large as volleyballs, destroying her bra in the process. Once they’d been set free, Kelly’s swelling boobs landed on her desk with a heavy thud.
I began to realize that I was shrinking faster than Kelly was growing. If I didn’t act soon, I’d be stuck on the ground and risk being crushed underfoot if somebody came in. I tried to grab the edge of her desk just as my arms became too short. I bent my knees and leaped with all my might, just barely catching the edge and scrambling atop as I continued to shrink.
I looked up at Kelly, whose boobs were bordering on soccer balls and yet still somehow contained within her bra. I took a peek at her rump, which I noticed was swelling into her chair’s armrests. Her poor skirt was visibly tearing as her hips continued swelling out, and I could only imagine what her thighs were doing. I heard another noise: a button popped off of Kelly’s blouse, and then another.
Kelly’s engorging tits had created a perfect circle of cleavage in the center of her blouse. I watched her creamy mounds mash together, puffing up and out of the opening. I heard more buttons pop, but they were toward the bottom of her blouse. I must have been reaching six inches tall, which was my record for shrinking. That said, Kelly’s head was still rising, assuredly giving those in her meeting an eyeful of boobs so large they had taken her somewhat loose blouse and made it skin tight.
I could feel Kelly’s eyes on me, and then her enormous hand. Was she seven feet tall? Eight? How much bigger would she get? I hadn’t given much thought to today’s surprise, and Kelly could read that on my face. Actually, I couldn’t really see her face or eyes, since her tits were completely blocking it from my vision. I felt her hand getting larger around me, and I was sure that I had stopped shrinking, finally.
“You’re going to pay for this,” Kelly’s whisper sounded more like a monstrous boom to my tiny ears. I saw her tits pushed out again, her blouse barely hanging on, and then I started to move. The circle of cleavage popped another button, and I gave in to whatever she might have had planned as she shoved me into her swelling expanse of delicious cleavage.
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drews-big-blog · 5 months
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I've absolutely fallen in love with your blog 💖
Mmm love the boy boobs posts and the one about growing in a field~
Absolutely melting rn
I'm so glad my beautiful body is so enchanting~!
If this weren't over the internet, I'd love to smother you under my succulent swelling boyboobs to show my thanks~
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cottonundiestf · 10 months
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For your character sheet. You seem interesting but also very stressed. So maybe if we change a few things it'll be easier on you.
Let's make your hair longer and blonder. That way you can feel pretty.
When that's done let's increase your bust and your butt. Your bust to at least triple D so it's more than a handful.
And when that's done let's make you shorter while you were trying to reach up for something on a high shelf. So now you're 4'10" your extra height going to your hair, breasts and butt.
And just for fun we'll have you finish college. Debt free so you don't have to worry about it anymore
Thank you, Spideranon!
I didn't recognize the changes as they happened, but something was changing as my past rearranged. Memories of my last years of college settled into my mind, buckling down and passing my classes to secure a degree. Without realizing it, my pay rates adjusted accordingly and the room around me became slightly nicer.
What I did notice was a sudden snugness of my sweater. My chest swelled up, growing heavier. As I wrapped my arms around my full tits, I started noticing my hair in my vision. Normally I didn't have enough hair for it to get in my way, but long wavy strands of... blonde(?) hair were in my face!
"That's... new?" I noticed, curious about what exactly was going on with these changes. I didn't even register my sitting position shifting as my butt padded with extra fat. For the extra inch or two it added to my sitting position, I was losing almost a foot of perspective!
Standing and realizing I was suddenly shorter than my standing mirror, I looked myself over with interest.
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sergle · 2 years
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judging by some of the tags and asks on those selfies, it seems like people are absolutely TERRIFIED to mention The Tits in a way that suggests they’re good, since I mentioned planning for a reduction lol. I think ppl are more used to the idea of reductions/top surgery for Dysphoria Reasons now than doing it for Physical Pain reasons. it’s okay bro. if I hated my boobs I wouldn’t have them Out all the time
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