#corrupted costume

[corruptedcaps]

Anticipation

Amelia had been eagerly awaiting the arrival of Halloween for the entire year. Her anticipation was palpable, a simmering excitement that seemed to intensify with each passing day. Her only friend on campus, Lily, was puzzled as to why she seemed so focused on the holiday. Her memory of Halloween last year had been the two of them in their pyjamas watching scary movies, but there was something Lily didn’t know…

As the leaves began to change, and the air turned crisper, Amelia’s anticipation reached its zenith. Her excitement for Halloween was driven by a dark secret she'd been keeping for a year. It all started the previous Halloween when, in a last-minute costume crisis, she reluctantly bought a 'sexy school uniform' outfit. She had hesitated initially, but the need for a costume pushed her into the purchase. Little did she know, that seemingly innocuous decision would forever change her life.

As she slipped into the costume, something strange happened. Not only did she physically transform into a bratty, mean girl with blonde hair, big tits, a tan complexion, and perfect poise, but her personality underwent a radical shift as well. She became "Emily," a persona so different from her true self that it felt like an alter ego. As Emily, Amelia reveled in a world of confidence, entitlement, and a self-assured attitude that was the complete opposite of her usual demeanor.

She strode around her college campus with all eyes on her. Girls who in any other situation wouldn’t give her the time of day were now flocking to her, showering her with compliments and praise. The universe itself had seemed to warp and create a reality where she was the most popular and feared girl in college. Head of the most sought after sorority, she took great pleasure in being the campus bitch.

However, the transformation was fleeting. By the morning after Halloween, she was back to being herself, Amelia, and reality had changed back to accommodate. The previous night had been as temporary as a dream. Feeling bewildered and somewhat disgusted by the person she'd become as Emily she swore to destroy the costume. Yet, in the weeks and months that followed, a strange longing began to take hold of her. The memory of being Emily, despite its brattiness and contradictions to her real character, left her feeling strangely alive and powerful.

As the months passed she only fantasized more and more about being Emily, but despite her numerous attempts of wearing the costume in her dorm privately, the changes wouldn’t happen again. However this didn’t stop her from putting it on almost nightly and pleasuring herself to the memories of being the bratty bitch.

Lily had walked in on her once as she was wearing the costume and had gently teased her friend, telling her that neither one of them were cheerleader material. Amelia angrily told her to get out, and cryptically said that she would show her soon enough.

Amelia surmised that the costume would only work on Halloween night itself and after further research online it revealed this not only to be true but there was a way to permanently remain as Emily. All she had to do was getting fucked while wearing it and Amelia almost snorted at how easy a task that would be. As Emily she had had many advances from men of all kinds but she believed her change to be permanent at the time and so only teased them.

Now, as the next Halloween approached, Amelia couldn't contain her excitement. She yearned to become Emily once again, she could cast aside her inhibitions and embrace the persona that had captivated her so deeply, even if it was evil, vain and cruel. She had ignored the numerous calls and texts from her Lily as the day approached, swearing to herself madly that she’d make Lily her victim.

Halloween had arrived at last, and as the sun dipped below the horizon, Amelia's excitement reached a fever pitch. She dashed home, eager to put on the outfit that had changed her life the year before. However, when she flung open her bedroom door, her heart sank. Standing their in front of her mirror was a blonde of immense beauty smirking, clad in the very outfit Amelia had been desperate to wear. Despite her transformation there was no doubt as to who it was.

Amelia stared at her friend in disbelief. "Lily, what are you doing here, why are you wearing my Halloween costume?”

Lily's new persona seemed to match the costume perfectly. Her voice dripped with a self-assured arrogance that had never been there before. "I came to see you because you had been ignoring my texts for weeks, but then I found this magnificent costume, my costume. It called out to me to wear it and I’m glad it did because it’s made me feel so bratty and bitchy, I can see why you were ignoring me."

"Lily, you can't do this! You don't understand what it's like to be Emily."

Lily merely chuckled, twirling a strand of her newly blonde hair. "Emily? Who the fuck is Emily? I’m Eliza now, or at least that’s what Chad was calling me, and I can do whatever the fuck I want!”

Amelia’s blood ran cold at the mention of Chad’s name. Chad was the most handsome, richest and meanest guy on campus, but more than that Amelia had decided he was going to be the one that would permanently make her into Emily. If Eliza knew who Chad was then she only hoped it meant she hadn’t…

“Hey babe, ready to go? Who’s your friend?” Said Chad as he came into the room. He wrapped his hands around Eliza’s waist and nuzzled his head into her neck kissing her. Eliza moaned softly at this and playfully pushed him away.

“Three times not enough for you baby?”. She said grabbing the front of his crotch and Amelia’s heart sank as she knew it was too late. She could already feel reality shifting around her. Eliza was the alpha bitch on campus, she was known for her cruel comments as much as she was known for her flawless beauty.

Amelia tried to fight the reality that was closing in around her but she couldn’t, she had sudden flashes of memories of being on the receiving end of Eliza’s barbed comments more than once. The bitch would take special joy in crafting just the right put downs for her. Eliza was the hottest, meanest bitch on campus and she made sure everyone knew.

“Oh and her? She’s not a friend, she’s a nobody. I was just making sure this nerd was working on my bio assignment. Now let’s get back to your car, maybe we can squeeze in number 4 before the party.” Eliza said with a smirk to her man and a sneer to Amelia.

Once they left, Amelia sat down sadly in front of her computer and pulled up the bio paper she had been in the middle of. All memories of the costume and of Lily her friend had disappeared and she resigned herself to spending another Halloween alone. As she pulled up a webpage for reference a pop up ad for last minute Halloween costumes appeared. Her mouse hovered over the image of a sexy witch…

The End

#f2f #corruption #bitchification #magic #evil bitch #corrupted clothing #corrupted costume #corrupted cheerleader

[subpiggirl]

This fleshlight loves to be forced to wear awful outfits just to be fucked 😍

What would you force this pig to wear?? 😊😊

A pig mask with a pig but plug?

Slutty clothing?

Maid dress?

Naked with body writing?

A nose hook?

A diaper?

Anything else?

Please, answer this slut to corrupt this thing 😍😍

#degradation k1nk #degrading k1nk #humiliation kink #degrade and humiliate me #bd/sm slave #bd/sm kink #humilated slave #good slvt #dumb slvt #stupid slvt #corruption kink #mind corruption #mind conditioning #forced costume #forced outfit #ugly #ugly outfit

[cult-of-the-eye]

One of my favourite things about Jane Prentiss is that cosplaying her is the best middle ground between spooky and hot. Yeah she's got worm holes all over her body but she's also got a little red party dress on

#halloween costume goals #jane prentiss #tma #there's a wasps nest in my attic #the magnus archives #the corruption #canon typical worms

[mustyscrimblo]

Working on a Corrupt Monk costume for my uni’s halloween party, will keep yall updated on how it turns out

#fromsoftware #sekiro #sekiro shadows die twice #corrupt monk #cosplay #costume

[thesweetnessofspring]

The last tribute alive receives a life of ease back home, and their district will be showered with prizes, largely consisting of food. All year, the Capitol will show the winning district gifts of grain and oil and even delicacies like sugar while the rest of us battle starvation.

HungerTown 14/?

#hungertown #the hunger games #hadestown #way down hadestown #this is another nytw lyrics #but got kinda obsessed at how the fates' version and orpheus's version are both true in panem #and the irony of how all of the fine things when used by a corrupt system are still traumatizing for the victors #also side note the costumes in thg are soooooo ugly i really can't #“clothes so fine” ok yeah this cheap ass looking jc penny prom dress #JUSTICE FOR CINNA

[balis77]

Norman Osborn is actually such a funny character when you think about it. On the surface he's a cold, calculating businessman who has no lines or morals he won't cross or destroy in pursuit of power and influence, but deep down his true self is a wacky little guy who dresses up as a fucking goblin and runs around cackling at his own bad jokes while throwing explosive pumpkins at people.

#It's such a wacky disconnect #imagine if you found out your local corrupt politician's true passion was dressing in a halloween costume and throwing pipe bombs at people #and all his power grabs and business dealings were secondary to that #green goblin #spiderman #norman osborn

[atomicrow]

its so over

(for context check under the cut)

#lbp #little big planet #lbp3 #little big planet 3 #my profile got corrupted and i took a break and then the servers were down #i wanted to pick back up after they came back but looks like they never will #and i'll never be able to recreate the costumes i loved so dearly #rip lbp

[corruptedcaps]

A Wicked Famiy

With a tinge of nostalgia in the crisp autumn air, Mona and her twin daughters, Lizzie and Mabel, excitedly sat at the home computer and scrolled through their options. It was their last Halloween together before Lizzie and Mabel ventured off to college. They had grand plans to dress up as a the Fairy Godmother, Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty, a tribute to all the enchanting Halloweens they'd shared over the years and their love of fairytales.

"Mom, this costume is going to be amazing!" Lizzie had exclaimed, clicking on the purchase link.

“Yeah I can’t wait to wear the glass slippers, maybe I’ll find my Prince Charming.” Mabel added excitedly.

Mona smiled, her heart a mix of pride and melancholy. "I can't believe this will be our last Halloween together. Time flies, doesn't it?"

A week later, the doorbell rang, and Mona rushed to get it, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. However, when she opened the package, her joy turned to bewilderment. Inside were three costumes, but instead of the fairy godmother, Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty attire they'd ordered, she found only garments designed for the evil stepmother and the wicked step sisters to Cinderella.

Mona's initial reaction to the wicked costumes was one of horror. She held it up, the one intended for her and was taken aback by the black, tight, and latex design. It was utterly different from the modest and magical fairy godmother outfit she had expected. She was about to grab her phone and call the seller to request a return, thinking it must be a mix-up.

But as she held the costume in her hands, something strange happened. The glossy black material felt sleek and smooth against her fingertips, and the form-fitting nature of the outfit exuded a sultry attraction. Her fingers traced the intricate details, and a seductive curiosity began to stir within her. She couldn't help but envision herself in this costume, taking on the persona of a wicked stepmother. Her pussy was beginning to get wet.

Mona's initial repulsion slowly transformed into a growing desire to put it on. It was as if the costume had a captivating spell of its own. She couldn't explain it, but the temptation to slip into the tight and beguiling latex outfit became irresistible. Mona found herself hesitating, torn between the sensible plan of returning it and the inexplicable urge to wear the seductive attire.

Mona couldn't stand it any longer. The evil costume, so tight and sexy, practically called out to her. It was as if she were under a spell, and the urge to wear it had become overwhelming. With a burst of determination, she practically ripped off her demure and boring mom clothes. With trembling hands, she began to pour herself into the wicked costume. Her chubby frame initially resisted, but with each tug and adjustment, the latex outfit inched its way onto her body until it sat where it needed.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Mona suddenly felt a twinge of self-consciousness. Her aged body didn't seem to fit the outfit well, and she suddenly felt silly in this tight attire. But just as doubt began to creep in, something extraordinary happened.

As Mona gazed into the mirror, she watched in amazement as her body underwent a mesmerizing transformation. Her nails, once short and practical, elongated and glistened with a deep, glossy black finish, the tips sharp and dangerous. Her lips, once modest and unassuming, plumped and took on a luscious inviting look.

Her skin, which had borne the marks of age and experience, now radiated with a youthful glow. Wrinkles seemed to vanish, replaced by smooth and flawless porcelain. The latex caressed her like a second skin, enhancing her newfound attraction.

Mona couldn't believe her eyes as her tits swelled, becoming fuller and more round, defying gravity in a way that she thought was only possible in dreams. Her hair, once a simple shade of brown, darkened to an enchanting ebony, falling in cascading waves that framed her transformed face. The changes were both captivating and bewildering, and yet, she couldn't help but feel a newfound confidence coursing through her.

Mona continued to examine her transformation in the mirror, her reflection captivating her at every turn. With each passing moment, the familiar features of her old, boring self faded away from her memory, replaced by the seductive image of the wicked stepmother she now resembled.

She ran her fingers through her luscious, dark hair, now falling in a sultry cascade around her shoulders. Turning to the side, she noticed the enchanting curve of her plump lips and the shapely, captivating swell of her breasts. "This can't be real," she whispered, her voice carrying a newfound sultriness.

Mona was unable to tear her eyes away from her reflection. A sense of vanity began to creep over her, her own reflection becoming an obsession. She couldn't help but mutter to herself, "I've never looked so ravishing, so mesmerizing. I could conquer the world looking this… wicked."

Her reflection, devoid of doubt or modesty, spoke back to her. "Why settle for anything less? I am stunning, powerful, and simply irresistible."

A wicked grin spread across her lips. Mona was no longer herself; she had become the embodiment of vanity, ready to embrace the newfound confidence and narcissism that the costume had bestowed upon her.

As Lizzie and her twin sister Mabel arrived home, the door creaked open to reveal Mona, transformed into the wicked stepmother with an air of cruel confidence. Her eyes, once filled with warmth, now gleamed with a biting arrogance as she surveyed the twins, who stood there.

"Well, well, look at you two," Mona sneered, a condescending smirk playing on her lips. "Still clinging to that plain, ordinary look. You both should try something more... captivating. It might actually make a difference."

Mona cackled as her daughters looked on with shock. The two girls looked at their mother, her discarded clothes on the ground and the open box and put two and two together even if it didn’t make logical sense.

“Mom how about you take off that outfit and we can talk?” Mabel said

Mona, however, laughed dismissively. "Oh, Mona, the only one changing clothes is you two. You’ll become my wicked daughters and then we’ll have our fun. Wouldn’t you like to be hawt and evil like me, it’s intoxicating."

Mabel stood defiantly, her eyes meeting Mona's. "We'll never join you, right, Lizzie?" But when she turned to her twin for support, she found Lizzie lost in a trance, her gaze fixed on the wicked stepsister outfit, now held lovingly in her hands.

"Lizzie, snap out of it! We can't let this costume change us," Mabel urged, panic creeping into her voice. She grabbed Lizzie's arm, attempting to break the spell, but Lizzie seemed oblivious to her twin's plea.

Mona, reveling in the chaos, continued her taunts. "Oh, that’s it’s Elizabeth, don't resist the draw of this transformation. Embrace the power, the beauty, and the wickedness. Join me and this this town will tremble at the names of Symonne and Elizabeth!"

Lizzie, entranced, began to undress, her movements almost mechanical. Mabel's pleas fell on deaf ears as her twin, under the strange influence of the costume, prepared to don the wicked stepsister attire.

As Lizzie succumbed to the enchantment of the wicked stepsister outfit, a visible transformation unfolded before Mabel's eyes. Lizzie's once messy brown hair transformed into a sleek blonde high ponytail, cascading down with a shine. Her lips plumped as her once modest bustline expanded, becoming voluptuous and impossible to ignore.

Lizzie's nails, now black and meticulously painted, contrasted starkly against her transformed sun-kissed skin. The costume seemed to sculpt her body, emphasizing curves and contours that hadn't been there moments before. She moved over to her mothers side with an enticing confidence, a glint of mischief dancing in her eyes.

As Lizzie completed her transformation into Elizabeth the wicked stepsister, a sinister gleam appeared in her eyes. The once warm and familiar gaze now held a cold, calculating edge. Her wicked grin curled at the corners of her newly plumped lips, a cruel confidence radiating from her transformed expression. The mischief danced in her eyes, now framed by the sleek blonde high ponytail.

Elizabeth’s gaze met Mabel's, and there was a cold detachment in it, a stark departure from the sisterly connection they once shared. The wicked look on Elizabeth’s face hinted at a newfound sense of power and cunning, as if the costume had not only altered her appearance but also awakened something dark within.

Mabel felt a chill down her spine, realizing that the innocence of their Halloween celebration had given way to an unexpected and unsettling transformation. Elizabeth, now embodying the wicked stepsister, seemed poised to revel in the mischief and chaos that awaited, leaving Mabel to grapple with the disconcerting reality of the enchanting costume's impact on her once-close twin.

"See, Mabel, your sister enjoys what she's become, now it's your turn." Symonne’s voice, tinged with a sinister satisfaction, echoed through the room. Mabel, tears welling in her eyes, felt a sense of resignation as she walked over to the box containing the wicked stepsister costume.

Before Mabel could retrieve her attire, Elizabeth’s, now the fully transformed bitch, reveling in her newfound wickedness, snatched it from the box. "Darling, what are you doing?" Symonne questioned her daughter, a hint of curiosity in her tone.

With a wicked glint in her eyes, Elizabeth replied, "She said it herself that she wanted to be Cinderella; now she can be with us as her wicked stepmother and sister." Mabel watched in shock as Elizabeth, fully committed to her dark role, tossed the remaining wicked costume into the open fireplace.

The flames greedily consumed the fabric, devouring the evil magic but so to Mabel’s chance to join her family. The room filled with the crackling of the fire, casting eerie shadows on the walls. Mabel's heart sank as the realization hit her—her sister had forsaken her to become the villain.

Symonne, delighted by the chaos unfolding, looked at Elizabeth with a twisted satisfaction. "Oh, my dear, how delightfully evil of you. You are truly my daughter." Her voice dripped with sinister approval as she witnessed Elizabeth fully embracing the wicked stepsister persona.

Elizabeth, wearing a satisfied smirk, basked in her mother's acknowledgment of her transformation. The once warm and caring family dynamic had given way to a chilling sense of unity in their newfound wickedness.

"Now, girl, clean up this mess while your stepsister and I hit the town. The world needs to see how gorgeous and evil we now are." Symonne’s disdainful tone cut through the air as she directed Mabel to rectify the aftermath of their wicked transformation.

Mabel, now feeling the weight of her mother's contempt, nodded silently. Tears welled in her eyes as she began the daunting task of cleaning up the house. The room, once filled with warmth and anticipation, had transformed into a cold and unsettling space.

Before they left, Elizabeth leaned in, a wicked glint in her eyes, and whispered to Mabel, "I can't wait until Monday when I take over the school. I'll be the queen bee, and you'll be a lowly ant. I can’t wait to squash you under my heel." Her words, dripping with malice, sent a chill down Mabel's spine as the full extent of their twisted plans became clear.

Mabel, now burdened with the cleanup, watched her transformed sister and mother exit the room. The anticipation of the wickedness they planned to unleash on the unsuspecting school filled the air with an unsettling tension. The Halloween night, once meant for joy and celebration, had morphed into a nightmare of malevolence.

#f2f #corruption #bitchification #magic #evil bitch #corrupted clothing #corrupted costume

[stalkermommy]

i meant to post something for hitting 100 and now we're past that oh well better late than never thank u horny freaks for 100 and counting.....here's some cute peeping tom like photos and gooner edit to melt ur brains to 💗

#postedbylychee #bd/sm kink #attention wh0r3 #fem domme #femdxm #cnc kidnapping #cnc k!nk #cnc slvt #kidnap fantasy #roleplay #mommy k!nk #domme mommy #cnc princess #nylon pantyhose #maid costume #gooning #findom brat #findom princess #findom drain #bimbo doll #hypno domme #free use kink #corruption kink #free use toy #cnc bait #18+ blog #bd/sm community #cnc stalking

[108garys]

Mr Du'mets ❤

I think I was due for just the two of them for this au since my designing of murder castle masks started with Du'met creating a new persona for Charlie, it's a little scribbley and my pen smudged a little but nothing a dash of colour can't fix

I imagine if I get around to writing a follow up to bleeding hearts this is probably where that would end up in the long run

@kassiekolchek22 @delurkr @blubary @lonnitamongus @meitsuki24 @mythwood @tatjana-fantasy @mybrainrotforreal @eframschweigersskincells @eddie-brii @devilinlittlehope @ivycross @ultrabananapudding

#the devil in me #the dark pictures anthology #granthem du'met #charlie lonnit #Hector Munday #du'met x charlie #heclie #Corruption arc Charlie #evil!charlie #And hey! More angles on Charlie's golden fool costume #<to be clear I mean “fool” in the entertainment sense lol #Tdim #supermassive games #scribblings #du'lie

[fluffychubbydragon]

Auberon in a bat onesie for Halloween! Ain't he just so cute?

I do have a question though: would anyone want any of my drawings on, say, a t-shirt or mugs or something? Let me know which ones too if so.

(Also in case you are wondering where his tendrils are, theyare wrapped around him under the onesie to fill it out better. It keeps him warm better that way.)

#my art #auberon #half corrupt nightmare bitty #original character #digital fanart #oc #digital art #undertale oc #nightmare sans #skeleton monster #halloween #all hallows eve #costume #onesie #bittybones #nightmare bitty

[an-aura-about-you]

*thinks about how I need to clear out my clothes so I can properly sort my new ones and take care of those I won't wear anymore*

*realizes Halloween is coming up and I have that whole week off*

*realizes I've got a lot of mix and match pieces I can put together for costumes*

I wonder if I can dress myself up as an avatar for each of the 15 Fears in The Magnus Archives...

#I've already got the means for a Vast avatar costume (aka Harriet Fairchild <3 ) #but I realized the outfit I'm wearing today is essentially Hunt themed #and I've got the means to put together outfits for Corruption Extinction and Web #I DID think about going as an avatar like Jon who won Fear Bingo #I've got things that can represent Buried Slaughter Lonely Eye End Spiral and Flesh to some degree #that leaves Desolation Dark and Stranger #I. Technically have something that might be considered Stranger aligned but I don't like that it is. #maybe I should just invest in some kinda clown trinket to remove that discomfort

[idiotsofoz]

i could argue this being the best song on razzmatazz. lyrically at least

#not every hallow is sleepy as this one but heads roll just the same ?? parade through ballrooms decay in your costumes and dance ??? #its curtains for you join the back of the queue and we'll break our necks like we do when the lights go down ??? #corrupting the young with your uncivil tongue what a shame if you misspeak now ??? #shake when you haunt me like you were a ghost town??? #oh no what have we here oh lord thief of the year steal every heart from the boys that youre touching and dance until the lights go down???