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Topic: The Writing Pit

I recently started a channel on the Legends of Belial discord dedicated to writing. Its purpose is to allow writers to write with each other and for others to offer inspiration through lewd art, photomanips, or ideas. This is the thread dedicated to cataloging these entries.

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Not in town. Not in town her internal voice whined, though with equal amounts of need along with woe. She tried to focus on anything else to distract herself with. Oh, the discomfort of the saddle! And how nice the stirrups felt jiggling against my drum. Uh, the lovely architecture of the town! I wonder what it would look like painted in sticky white. Agh, her sweet friend Andrea! What would she look like glazed? Fuck. Turns out it was rather difficult to distract yourself from the fact that you're a cock on legs a hairs breadth away from bursting. Her mind froze as Andrea slapped somewhere north of her medial ring heartily, "See? I knew you could keep from..."

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Glial steadied her rifle on her lover's rump. She readjusted herself, plush chest pressing into Alsie. The smaller woman grimaced as her lover's heady scent filled the air. "How're doing up there, love?" Alsie purred. There was a fluttering airy sound and the scent became thicker, making Glial's head swim. Her own nethers spasmed in response. "Shhh. I'm t-trying to...work..." It took her an embarrassing amount of time to realize her scope wasn't turned on. Up and down the firing line others like her were similarly struggling. Some had given up completely, switching to a different sort of gun. Friendly fire, indeed. A superior looked on in disappointment. "Can't find the trigger hun? If not I have something more fun you could squee-" The shrill shot of  the rifle interrupted her teasing. Glial looked up, seeing her shot was a bullseye...on another lane's target. She groaned, head smacking into Alsie's rump. The larger woman chuckled...

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Andrea’s slap against her oversized rod, light and quick as it may be, was all that it took for the horse-cocked woman, Rosalind, to be sent over the brink. She was just so pent-up and sensitive that she didn’t need much provocation. In only a moment, Rosalind was spewing out a massive, sustained load with geyser-like force, one that would have knocked her over were it not for the improved stability her four-legged form granted her. “Cumming...” Andrea meekly whispered. Soon, the whole street the two were standing on was covered in a torrent of Rosalind’s cum, sweeping down over it and soaking into drains like rain after a heavy storm. Though she was able to keep her footing, her companion Andrea had fallen, her body totally drenched in the flowing wave of white and at risk of being swept away... Thinking fast, the horse-cocked woman snatched her friend up and placed her on the saddle on her back. Though it was true that Andrea was dripping copious amounts of the hot, sticky fluid down onto Rosalind’s body, and the pressure of her weight pressed against the saddle and it shimmying in place with each step felt oh-so-stimulating, the two managed to carry on towards their shared destination. It was difficult for Rosalind to focus as she looked on at the streets she had painted with pride. Even after her ‘product’ had mostly dissipated or flowed out of sight, clogged storm drains finally running smoothly as excess semen gradually faded into their waters, the road still had a faint white sheen that glimmered in the afternoon sunlight. “So... um...” Rosalind stuttered, somewhat nervous to speak to her splattered friend after all that, “how are you feeling?” “Mmm, never better, hon~” Andrea responds, voice unexpectedly as dripping as she was, though with a husky feeling of sensuality rather than cum. A hot spike of arousal suddenly made itself known between her legs as she began to feel... different, somehow. This was going to be a fun trip.
(Continuation of that first one)

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She was idly playing with the ropes of thick fragrant spunk when her friend broke the silence."Well. You're fucked."
"Yep."
"I can't believe I'm not talking to a pile of cunts right now with how much I hosed you," she sat down, both in a subdued shock.
She just shrugged, "Its tingly."
"You're taking this awfully well."
"Kinda figured it was coming, living with you. I was the one who wanted to take off the condom," she breathed a defeated sigh.
"...Want to bang for real then?"
"Until I can't? Sure."

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Donna tried to ask something important. Instead, she arched her back and groaned, a hitching sound of deep pleasure. Her head was fuzzy, the pleasure doing an excellent job of blotting out any fear she might have had. Rachel put a hand on her shoulder, grinding deeper into the mass of their combined waists. "See? This is so much better than scissoring like some bad porno. Mmmh, I can still feel your pussy quivering with mine~" her words trailed off into another loud orgasm. A few minutes earlier, Rachel had humped herself right together with her lay for the night. Donna was pretty sure she they had woken the neighbors when their cunts had melded into each other. The two wet holes filled each other with their own sloppy flesh, overlapping, muscle spasms and orgasms clenching into one another in a inexplicably pleasurable way. Currently that little mess of grool and squishy pink flesh was contracting somewhere in Rachel's abdomen. Donna fell to the floor as another climax reverberated through their conjoined flesh, their thighs spasming around one another strangely. She should be worried. She should be asking questions and trying to figure out what the hell this was. Instead, her body shushed her, more than content to experience an ongoing series of cluster orgasms. Face down on the living room rug, her fingers curled into the plush flooring. The feedback look sent another starburst of pleasure into her from Rachel's body to hers. Quivering, she wondered how much more pleasure she could take...

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After her sports career was unfortunately ended by an accident that rendered Caroline without legs, she became desperate to regain them and get back on the field. Prosthetics were out of the question, they’d give her too much of an inherent advantage over other players, and Caroline valued sportsmanship too much to do that. Plus, they were out range of her budget, anyway. Without conventional means available to her, she turned to more... unsavory methods. In her mind, she knew it wasn’t a good idea to accept an unlabeled medication from a back-alley doctor, but Caroline didn’t have many other options. “Just rub it on your hands and apply it to the desired area,” he had told her. Upon reaching home, she did exactly that, only to be taken by surprise as the strange fluid took effect before she could even apply it to her legs. Already, her fingers had begun to fuse together as her hands degenerated into stumps. “Wh-what the hell?” She cries out in a panic as the rounded stumps flare out into the unmistakable umbrella-like shape of the heads of penises. Thick, angry red veins spread up the flesh of her arms as the skin at the front of them rapidly expands outwards and wrinkles into a form resembling foreskin. Both arms pulsed furiously in arousal. “This can’t be happening...”
In her confusion, along with her sudden lack of hands, she ends up dropping the bottle onto her lap. As the strange fluid seeped into Caroline’s crotch, it caused a third dick to burst forth. The whole bottle spilled out rather than just the handfuls of fluid that she put on her hands, resulting in this throbbing rod becoming even larger and more sensitive than her arms had become. With only a small touch, Caroline’s central cock was already belching out sticky ropes of white-hot cum. Frustrated at the lack of success, and that she still had no legs, Caroline could do little else to comfort herself but give in to her feelings of pleasure and begin masturbating, doing her best to push thoughts of her ruined career to the back of her mind.

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She pressed at a thick vein on her arm, the flesh yielding in both directions, her lazy eyes turning back to Web M.D. Once the infection has spread to the arms, the final stages will begin. The doctors had caught it six months ago. Her annual checkup had caught the swelling in her legs. She was lucky, they said, that it hadn't started in the groin like it did for most people. Amputation would do nothing for you there. Most people report: Congested sinuses, fevers, headache like symptoms without associated pain, strange taste in the mouth, altered texture of saliva... She was strong, and adjusted well. She was alive and...thinking, that's all that mattered. So why, she wondered, hadn't she reported it when she woke up with more penis than six men combined? She shook her head and wiped her slick chin with a thick "hand", the sensitive rubbing inside its flesh turtleneck made her shiver. Once infection has passed the joints and mobility is lost, the unaffected areas will change rapidly. It is advised to move the patient somewhere easily cleaned at this stage... She gave a grim chuckle, watching the impossibly swollen head dribble thick white semen continuously, spurting in time with particularly strong contractions. She turned, was someone here? Oh, no, that would be the throbbing in her head. She wondered how long she had... Sliding her phone over, she fumbled with her fat glans to place a call to her doctor, smearing the device with slick cream. Sighing, she waddled the best she could into the bathroom, her left arm straight and rigid at her side. Wasn't long now...

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"Hey!"

The event staff looked around for the small voice calling to him. Just the crowd of people who seemed more interested in the auction than him.

"Down here!" Codi finally got his attention as the man in the 'STAFF' tee looked down at his feet. The creature was no taller than ankle-high, just a head on a pair of feet. At this size, she was surprised in herself that she had even managed to find someone in this ocean of legs, and even more surprised she had been able to navigate them.

"Oh! Hi!" He said, squatting down so his knees were just above eye-level for her. "Need some help seeing the show? We can get someone to help you bid if you'd like..."

"No! I need to get up there! My body ended up there by mistake!" She said, patting her bare feet against the carpet nervously.

"Well, what did it look like?" He asked, pulling out his clipboard. "If it hasn't gone up yet, I may be able to tell someone.*

"Thank you!" She cheered. "It's white, a lot of fluff around the neck area, and a long tail to match the neck. Also, missing the feet head and, well... other parts of course."
He looks up from his clipboard for a moment to see her cock dragging behind her, the only bit of pink on her miniscule form taking up about 10% of her body mass.

"Lets see here..." He said, rummaging through the list. "Ah, sorry, Miss. We sold that one off 2 hours ago. They're probably long gone by now."

"Can you at least tell me who bought it?" She said, holding onto any hope that she could get it back. There just had to be some way to get it back. They sold it, if she could find who bought it...

"No ma'am, I'm sorry, we don't hold onto that information. We allow full confidentiality to our bidders--"

"Please! Please, can you at least tell me what they looked like? Anything! I can't even get out of here without a body!"

"I'm sorry ma'am, even if someone did happen to see and remember, we don't know if the person bidding was even the person who took it home. Don't worry though, you'll still have a chance to bid on a new body! And if not, you can always put yourself up for auction. I'm sure someone would love to take care of you." He finally stood up. Codi was at a loss of words. There had to be a way to get it back. This guy had to do something. Anything. She just stood there, jaw agape, and staring out at the forest of ankles as he walked off.

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"Im tired of your damn lies!" Mike ducked the shoe thrown at his head. His girlfriend readying another one.
"It's not what it looks like honey, I swear!" He defended, while a naked female cowered under his sheets naked.
"Oh yeah, she just magically appeared in your bed then!?" She shouted, Mike ducking the other shoe thrown at him.
"Well....umm...actually yeah?" Mike stated lowly.
Mike was at a loss as to how to explain his current predicament, somehow he come into the possesion of a magic artifact, a strange golden stone that depicted the relief of a woman posing lewdly on the surface. He found it while rummaging through a box in the attic of his friends house and brought it home with him for some reason he couldnt explain. He was just browsing the internet staring at some porn when while clicking on his mouse he extended to far and gripped the golden stone instead and whispered quietly to himself "Man I wish she was here like this right now" as he "studied" the image of a beautiful coy red headed woman that lounged seductively between some silk sheets, naked with moderate sized perky breasts on full display and small thatch of red silky pubic hair that teased at a hint of treasure below.
Mike felt his hand get hot and stared at a shimmering that developed under his palm from the stone. There was a smell of ozone in the air and the sound of electricity zapping all of a sudden and a feminine cry sounding out behind him.
"What the hell?!" A woman shouted, spread naked on his bed with silk sheets hanging around her. Mike blinked in shock, the woman he was looking at on the computer was lying in his bed now. His hand still clutching the warm golden stone, Mike looked between it and the naked redhead scrambling in confusion on his bed.
"Who the hell are you? whats goin on here" She shouted in a panic. Mike began to panic as well, having a screaming woman running from his house naked and in panic wasnt a good look. He struggled for a way out of this, while the woman continued to rattle on about calling the police.
"Listen...man I wish you would calm down and believe me" He yelled in distress, and suddenly a shimmer distracted him and silence filled the room. The naked porn star no longer looked disturbed and sat quietly and calmly at the edge of his bed and waited.
"Okay..so what happened?" She asked as calmly as possible, still agitated but not in a blind panic. Mike did his best to recount everything up to that point and the naked young woman nodded in what seemed like understanding. He placed the stone on his desk for safety and stood before her in apologies.
"Well I guess that makes sense, its the only thing that makes sense but...I believe you" She sighed. Mike relaxed, but still managed to blush despite himself being in the presence of a beautiful naked woman.
"Names Maxine by the way...so...what now? can you just wish me back or what...Oh shit" Maxine paled as she stared at a woman in the bedroom doorway. Mike turned around and noticed that his girlfriend Carol was looking at them both in shock and horror. Before he could say anything she was storming into the room in a rage.
"Wait!" Mike shouted. She had picked up a shoe and thrown it while screaming obscenities. Mike ducked both shoes thrown at him while Maxine hid underneath the covers in embarassment. Mike froze as he noticed the next item she picked up to toss at him was the golden wishing stone.
"Carol stop, you dont know what that is!" mike shouted. Carol just snarled in rage. Holding the stone above her head threatingly.
"Fuck you mike, you lying snake. I wish everyone could see what a little fucking snake slut you've become" Carol yelled, then yelped as her hand was nearly seared from the heat of the stone in her hand and dropping it to the floor. Mike had the presence to look at carol with a despondent face.
"Well shi--" Mike was cut off as his body collapsed into itself as his clothes crumpled to the ground in a heap. Carol stared dumbfounded at her boyfriend suddenly evaporating before her eyes.
"Oh crap, what the fuck" Carol gasped. Staring at the empty clothes on the floor. Maxine dug herself out from the covers, having witnessed what had happened.
"Oh damn, you said the W word" Maxine studied, looking at the clothes for a moment. Carol glanced at her for a moment.
"what the fuck happend" Carol demanded. Maxine calmly explained all she knew while she ruffled through Mikes clothes and gave a sudden "aha" exclamation.
"Wow...the wish was a literal interpratation" Maxine said, cupping her hands next to her chest and approaching Carol. Carol was cautious, the story about a wishing stone and her appearing on her boyfriends bed by magic was preposterous enough but the sudden vanishing act she had witnessed had left her disturbed.
"See...you made a wish and now here he is....well she is..." Maxine unfurled her hands and in her palms was a tiny woman with the lower body of a snake, a woman who could have passed for Maxines twin....if it wasnt for her lower body transitioning in the shiney scales of a snake. Naked and looking quite displeased as well.
"Mike?" Carol asked in confusion. The small Naga nodded, she had to have been no larger than eight inches tall at most, but carol could not help but stare at his new form. Small and every bit of sensous as Maxine herself, she seemed to be squirming alot in her hands however and had her hands fidgeting every now and then. Her face was red she seemed to be breathing quickly with a flushed upper body that glistened in sweat.
"Yeah....and god....I..ooh, fuck" Mike moaned, his voice matching Maxines albeit higher in pitch. He struggled not too touch his own body, ringing his hands and scrunching them up against his chest in frustration. The wish seemed to have been too literal, his new slit buried beneath a pair of moist scales was burning with a wonton need and his breasts ached to be touched. He was a literal fucking snake slut and he wanted nothing more than to fuck and fuck and be fucked. His male mind rebelled against these foreign feelings but he could not really bring himself to fight back.
Mike saw that Carol and Maxine were occupied with arguing with something trivial not related to fucking and noticed the stone on the floor. Mike desperate and confused took a dive off of Maxines palm and fell to the floor, her body recoiling instinctively to brace for impact and slithered at a lightning pace to the stone on the floor, coiling her smaller body around the stone and rubbing it against her moist slit.
"What...Mike...wait...think about this for a second" Carol stuttered. The look in her boyfriends new sexy eyes were half lidded and clouded, he was so tiny and vulnerable that Carol was afraid she would hurt him and argued with Maxine on a way to fix things when he dived towards that rock that caused this in the first place. He twisted his new snake tail over the stone and proceeded to moan and hump the rock like it was her new favorite lover. Maxine watched and suspected the stone had an influence in Mikes current behavior but was trying to formulate a plan to do something before he made a wish.
"Ohh...god...I wish..." Mike trailed off, sliding his slick slit across the stones surface. He had new desires now that conflicted with his desire to turn back to normal and his mind was a mess as to what to do about herself, himself. If only she wasnt so damned horny.
"I wish...that ....oh you both wanted to fuck meeee!" Mike shouted, as the stone grew warm against her body, the shimmer and the heat grinding against her tiny clit as she climaxed and squeezed the stone around her body on reflex, her tiny squeky moans echoing into the ears of Maxine and Carol as suddenly their minds were changed. Maxine and Carol now had gained a new found perspective one they suddenly felt like sharing. Their sexual orientation had switched from straight and in Maxines case, bisexual to completely lesbian. However they also had a new kink added to their libidos in the form of a fetish for small female nagas. An unexplainable fetish that was implanted and hardcoded into their conscious. Maxine and Carol looked at eachother for a moment and smiled smokingly.
Mike had come down from his climax, all of a sudden he could think so much clearly. His body having relaxed and the high of his orgasm had faded. He shifted off the stone and was surprised when he felt himself be picked up gently into the palm of his girlfriend. Carol stared into the object of her newfound affection in awe and love. While Maxine sucked at her neck and stared at mike in lust. Carol could see Mike had calmed down from his sexual endevour and wanted to stroke that fire back in her. She began to stroke and prod at Mike in a way to tease and seduce her, while Maxine expertly sucked and licked at her neck, ear and face
for the next ten hours Mike, Carol and Maxine explored every single eight inches of Mikes new form, taking great plasure in using him as a makeshift living double dildo while he nibbled at Carols clit while tweaking Maxines has he was inserted in her slit and they scissored with Mike between them as a living sex toy. Mike burrowed in and out of their cunts while Maxine and Carol carressed one another and tasted eachothers tongues. Maxine expertly tongued at Mikes small slit while twisting Carols clit with her fingers as she was simultaneously fucked by Mikes snake tail.
Carol and Maxine woke up with Mikes tail impaled on a nipple, fucking it like it was a sex toy as she fucked her nipple while she slept. Carol and Maxine shared a good morning kiss and stared longinly at their newfound lover. Carol giggled and interrupted Mikes unconscious nipple fucking by taking her by the waist and dragging her up to her face. Mike woke with a gasp and a deep blush. Carol petting her hair as she cooed to him. Maxine had walked up while both were distracted and dangled the stone in her hands before them both, wearing nothing but a smile she spoke three magic words...
"What i wish......

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I sort of went a bit crazy with the topic that BD Acht as way to get me motivated into writing again.

I decided to use this a writing exercise really with no real direction in mind and sort of threw this together in the span of like two and half hours of boredom.

This is my entry for the "Purple" topic.

"What the--" "Holy cra-" "Steve you dumb fu--" Was the last words out of each of their mouths after the blinding swirling purple incandescent vortex swallowed them up and the labratory was left in a cold still silence. The only signal of what had transpired was a few wisps of dust floating above a dark purple scorch mark upon the floor.
The university laboratory's calm was interrupted by a beeping eminating from a computer screen. A tangled web of electrical cords and wires weaved around the desktop like the mesh of a muslce made out of silicone and plastic. At one end was a sophisticated looking device that resembled that of an X-ray machine, and attached to it was the computer desk entombed in the sinews of wires electrical panels.
The single monitor beeped slowly, a line cursor waiting for input and slowly words started to appear.

U S E R - D A T A - C O R R U P T E D . . .
TRANSFER DATA CORRUPTED
ENEMY DATA CORRUPTED
CRITICAL SERVER MALFUNCTION
ATTEMPTING TO RESTORE
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RESTORATION FAILED
USING BACKUP TO PREVENT SYSTEM CRITICAL FAILURE
USER FILES TOO LARGE
DELETING USER FILES
MERGING FILES
@#*** ----______
****#####@@@@!111
The wires crackled with electricity, surging and glowing with an immense heat while the desktop whirred to life like a roaring jet engine. Lights throught the university dimmed and glowed brightly flashing colors they werent meant to make until they glowed an eerie bright purple and exploded from their sockets. Shards of glass reigning down in the halls, class rooms and walk ways on unexpecting students and staff alike. The sounds died down and the lab was left in silence once more save for a loud chime coming from the monitor.
LOADING DEMO NOW....
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"Oh god....my head" Steve moaned, his mind still fuzzy and filled with cotton. His mouth felt odd and his body felt like it was stretched across a torture rack. He couldnt feel his arms or hands or even his feet. His head felt heavy, and his torso felt sore like it was squished too thin and stretched too long. His tongue impatiently swirled around in his mouth, and his nostrils flared as he struggled to open his eyes. Steve moaned as he craned his neck upwards, it being stiff and sore for some unknown reason. He turned his neck and turned and kept turning until it felt like his neck had twisted three or four times clockwise, to the point where the kink in his neck wasnt relieved and now he had become dizzy as well. Steve was confused at the feeling, his neck continued to twist in a spiral as he struggled to open his eyes and relieve his discomfort.
"Why is it doing that?" He heard a feminine voice say, it sounded like his girlfriend Ava's voice but much deeper.
"I dont know...it feels wierd, I didnt even notice it...we'rent you doing that?" Another feminine voice chimed in, this one was higher pitched and way more girly sounding.
"Nope, not me....I thought it was you." His girlfriends rough voice stated. Steven fought through his haze and struggled to answer her.
"Nghhh Ava?" Steve gasped out. Confused further by his voice a raspy and throaty whisper with a feminine tone. His eyelids still struggled to open however, it felt like there was two layers of skin between his eyes and the open air that he was trying to figure out how to work.
"Oh shit...it talked" The girly voice squealed. Steve stopped his swirling neck when he felt a pulling at his lower body.
"Stop moving...I think....Oh god...I think that's....thats steve" Steven heard Ava say with some trepidation. Steve was now alarmed, the tone of his girlfriends voice was problematic and he didnt want to know what he would find when he could actually open his eyes for once.
"What's going on....I feel wierd...who...who is that with you...whats wrong with my voice" Steve cried out in a literal blind panic. Thrashing his neck and torso wildly, his head felt heavy and his body moved in unfamiliar ways.
"Shhh....Steve....look...look at me...Im here" He felt a hand grip his neck and cradle his head at the same time. To steve it felt massive and rough but there was a gentleness to it's grip. However he felt the tips of the fingers had hard ends to them almost like they were very sharp fingernails or press on nails. His head was cradled and a thumb stroked at what felt like his upper lip, but it was stretched out further than he remembered, his tongue reached out and instinctively lapped at the fingers, tasting and...smelling them? his mind struggled to perceive the new senses.
"I cant Ava...is that you? I feels like theres something over my eyes" He moaned out, his voice a raspy whisper as he leaned into the giants gentle hand. He heard a flighty giggle from the other girl.
"Oh, there's some dead skin on the head....from the shedding I think...here" The other girl said, another hand this one softer and covered in what seemed like coarse fur plucked at his eye lids. When he felt something lifted from his eyelids he suddenly was able to blink and opened them for the first time in what seemed like ages. The other rougher hand drifted away and Steve got a good look at the owner.
Steven stared in silence as an impossible figure stood above him, towering like a titanic statue. It was female that much was sure, it's figure was an exxagerated hourglass with wide childbearing hips and thighs that were as luscious as the sky was blue, with a wide gap in between. The torso was waspish and lead to a truly tremendous pair of breasts, each from his perspective to be the size of a small car. Each of them capped with large bloated areola and a thick dark black colored nipple. The entire body was covered in a mix or crimson red and black fur with a black and red spotted streak forming down it's middle and leading to smooth tapered slit in between it's thighs. Above those breasts that blocked his view of the heavens, Steve struggled to take in the sight of the golden and black pair of catlike eyes that peered at him from the muzzle of a felinesque face. A mix of a woman and what seemed like a lion, The red haired and finely tressed mane of his girlfriends hairstyle with two red and black furred triangular ears affiexed within them. The eyes were dangerous, yet peered at him with concern. The maw of the lion woman was fixed with razor sharp incissors and canines, as dangerous as they would be on any lion itself, but the mouth was fixed in a certain way to seem almost human like in quality, he could see the lips being a bit swollen and curling like the lips of a woman, even with a shade darker red then the rest of it's fur.

However the oddest thing was not the hybrid lion that looked down at him with concern, but the other equally as strange face that was peering at him from not even an inch away from hers. To put it simply, it was another hybrid womans head, this one however resembled that of a ram. with large horns curling from the top of it's head, and with a snout resembling that of a goat or ram. The ram womans face peered at him with mirth it seemed, it's dark blue eyes that seemed eerily familir sparkeled at him with it's snout curled in amusement.
Steven blinked, the two heads never moving away from him as he saw that each neck led to the same pair of shoulders, attached to only two arms, one firm with muscle and the other firm with smooth feminine tone. One with sharp dangerous claws, the other tipped with dark black nails. One massive body and two heads, one a predator, the other an ungulate both with a sensual female visage.
Steve looked at the lioness head with the same style of haircut as Ava's for a moment and questioned her.
"Ava...isss that you?" He managed to wheeze out. His tongue felt so odd in his mouth, and his throat felt raspy whnever he tried to make words. He could barely feel his teeth against his lips. The lioness head nodded sadly. The ram girl giggled haughtily, earning a side glare from Ava, a glare that looked downright dangerous coming from the head of woman shaped like a lion, actually growling with guttaral sound to go with it. The Ram girl just rolled her blue eyes at the reaction.
"What are ya gonna do? bite me?" The ram girl laughed, blowing off Avas threatening gaze. The attitude was obnoxious, the blue eyes were filled with overconfident contempt, that overall annoying and cocky tone...
"Ffffucking Victor?" Steven gasped out, or slithered out. The ram girl giggled once more and nodded. Usin the hand she had on her side of the shared body to gesture down and pose.
"How do you like the new me?" She asked with a flair of her head. Smiling down at steve with a grin that would make you want to smack them upside the face regardless of the situation. Steve was at a loss, his girlfriend was transformed into some sort of mythical hybrid creature and his literal worst nightmare of his scumbag lab partner was sharing a body with her. He despised Victor, and only worked with him out obligation. He was still a brilliant engineer however but was disgusted by his abhorrent behavoir whenever his girlfriend Ava was mentioned or came around. Victor would always try and worm his way between him and Ava, as well as act innapropriately to her and any women he met in the lab. Having him attached to Ava in this manner was extremely problematic for their relationship since both Ava and him despised him.
"What happened to you two" Steve hissed out, his voice still raspy and hoarse. Sounding like an even smokier version of Jessica rabbit. Steve had assumed at this point that he had also been transformed in a similar way, but could not for the life of him move any other part of his body besides his neck. He couldnt feel his arms or his legs either, and when he tried to move anything he felt his torso twist and tighten and could feel other strange alien sensations that didnt seem to make any sense.
"well...not just us.....you too Stevie" Victor tittered, pointing a black tipped digit at the tip of his....snout?
"Wha-" Steve lisped, a serpentine tongue lashing out and whipping at the offending digit as it left the tip of his black skinned snout. He could see below his eye level a tapered muzzle with inverted nostrils glistening with scales and a slight crimson tint mixed with the onyx black that shined brilliantly beneath him. He recognized it as belonging to a snakes mouth.
"Im a snake?" Steve questioned, craning his neck downwards for the first time. Steve saw that a similar pattern of scales stretched beyond him, tapering down with the scales on his underside a deep dark crimson interspersed with black. His body stretched long and fed along the ground where the tip snaked in between the luscious thighs of Ava and Victor's shared body and up beyond towards their----
"WAIT WHAT?" Steve hissed out sharply. Steve snapped his body like a whip and flung himself backwards, the action causing Ava and Victors hips to gyrate suddenly. Steven felt his body recoil as if he was being snapped like a rubber band and jumped back towards Ava and victor, causing all three of them to cry out in pain.
"Yeow!" "Hey watch it dumbass!" "Sssssss" All three yelled, Ava growled with a feline yelp, while victor bleated and Steve hissed in pain.
Steven had also been transformed with Ava and Victor, while Victor shared a torso with his girlfriend Steve had been reduced to nothing but a sentient reptillian tail on their body. All three of them had somehow been merged together to create the mythical form of a chimera. The body of a ram and a lion, with the head of each and the tail of a snake. All merged into the body of an over voluptuous woman.
"What the fuck" Steve thrashed around in panic, his snake body coiled and whipped at the air, whipping at the toned thighs of Ava and Victors furry legs.
"Fucking chill bro" Victor squealled in high pitch tone, his bubbly voice already grating on Stevens already frayed nerves.
"Fuck you Vic, this is all your fault!" Steven snapped, turning his body upwards and towering over Vics head. Steven could feel flaps of skin flare out beind him. He apparently hade the body of a large hooded cobra. Steven gazed hotly at Vics sneering face, his eyes glowing a lumescient purple with his fangs dripping and glistening. Victor suddenly looked more sheepish than she could possibly get with a facefull of an angry cobra staring her down.
Victor had been worried about Avas temper and her harming him, but was mollified by the fact that Ava would end up hurting herself if she tried as well and...victor smiled cruelly. Ava however cowered away from Stevens angry maw, weary of the pale glow emenating from his eyes more than his fangs.
"Nah Uh Uh bro....bite me and you hurt your girlfriend to...and I guess yourself...since you're part of us to....just like ...a lesser part of us hehehe" Victor taunted. Stevens eyes glowed a brighter purple while Victor laughed in his face.
"You did thisss to usss you ssstupid prick...I told you to leave the fucking equipment alone....it wass all your fault, ssso ssshut the fuck up before i make you!" Steven barked out, his eyes flashing sharply before going back to a pale red glow. Victor stopped her taunting as if the power had been cut to to her brain and going completely slack with a blank thousand yard stare in her eyes. Ava gasped beside the still face of Victor.
"Ohh...wow...I think I....can...control his side of the body now" Ava said, and using Victors arm and waving it around in front of their faces. Victors eyes had gained a purple sheen in them while she continued to stare off into nothing. Steve wormed around Vic's zombified head in baffelment.
"Honey I think you hypnotized him or something?" Ava said, Steve craned his neck towards Ava. Taking in the features of her transformed face, he could see traces of familiarity between her old face and this new one. Steve turned his head away from her in shame. Ava could feel her boyrfiends sadness somehow, connected with him on a more than physical level it seemed.
"Steve..." Ava reached out with Vics hand, attempting to comfort him. Steve deflty weaved away from the touch.
"Ava im ssorry....look at uss....we're monstersss and im....im....oh god im attached to you'ress and Vicsss asssss" Steve moaned out pitifuflly. Ava used her own hand and cradled his neck towards their shared bosom. Stevens scales blushed a dark purple, as his torso was sandwhiched on all sides by soft pillowy breasts that encapsulated his entire body. Steven was also weirded out by also feeling sensations sharing those breasts as his as well, being part of their shared body he felt them as if they were his own. Ava cradled her muzzle into crook of his neck, her wiskers tickling at his hood. She purred as she hugged steven toward herself.
"You're still my love" She purred, the throaty whisper reverberting into his skull and melting into her embrace. Steve tried to wiggle out of her grasp, but she used her stronger muscular arm to keep him still.
"But im....im jusst a part of you and Vicss asss" Steve cried. Ava shushed him by bringing her muzzle toward his face and engaging him in a kiss. Steve moaned into his girlfriends mouth, their tongues dancing over eachother. Steve could taste and smell the inside of Avas mouth, his serpentine long thin forked tongue coiling several times over Avas rough bumpy feline one. Ave purred, feeling the vibrations resonating in their shared chests and the hormones brought on by their passionate kiss causing their large onyx nipples to harden. Steve hissed into Avas mouth at the alien sensations. Feeling Avas nipples harden, and he squiremed his scaled tail between their thighs feeling a slickness and heat grow between them. Steve felt their new sex and pulled back from Avas desperate embrace. Spittle trailing from her fangs and his. Ava was left gasping, while steve swayed nearly drunkenly.
"Okay...uh...maybe we should figure out what's goin on before...uh...yeah" Ava said, looking away in embaressment. But she could feel that Steves depression had been sucessfuly avoided. She hoped that her affectionate display had shown him that he was a far more important part of her life than ever before, no matter the situation.
"Uhh...yeah" Steve stuttered. Swaying like a metronome while meditated on his thoughts. victor was still as silent as the dead, left in a hypnotic state staring endlessly into a void. He took this time to study their surroundings. They were in a wooded area with tall trees all around them and what seemed like a shrine of greek origins in the distance. It seemed like morning and the sun shone brightly however the perspective was a bit off.
"Uh....how tall are we?" Steve asked, glancing at the trees around them. Ava looked around and spotted a wild deer in the distance, she silently walked up to it and before it spotted her saw that it was only as tall as their thighs. It turned around, and was surprised to see that the deer was more than it seemed, while it had the body of a deer, and the horns of one. It's head was more of that of a hyena, with long jagged jaws lined with razor sharp teeth dripping with a foul saliva. It growled threatingly and charged them with razor sharp horns drawn forward. Ava tensed their body, going into an offensive crouch not unlike a charging linebacker and driving forward on all fours, steven swayed above them perched like a scorpions stinger survyeing the scene. Ava dug the claws of her right foot into the ground and used her left foot ending in a cloven hoof to rocket them forward and meet the charge of the feral beast. Steve saw everything happening in slow motion, and pivoted his body like a rudder to steer them from the approaching danger, Ava taking his cue and turning on her heels at a split second. Swiping out with her right clawed hand and clipping the front legs of the beast. It flipped forward and creashed in a graceless roll head face first into a tree. It tumbled like a sack of potatoes and slumped against the trunk lifeless and dead. Ava was crouched low on all fours, Steven perched high above them, Vics horns bared defensively while she continued to stare into the ether.
Ava was growling and roared a threat to the surrounding area before Steven snaked down and leaned toward one of her triangular cat like ears. She was snarling like a wild animal, prepared to tackle any threat that dare show its face.
"Ssssh...I think It'sss dead hun" Steve whispered. Avas growling lowered, and eventually petered off to low rumbling. She shook her head as if suddenly waking up from a dream.
"Holy crap...that...was intense...I dont know what happened It was like....instinct took over and ....that felt....amazing!" Ava gasped, breathing hard. Steve could feel the intense rush of adrenaline coursing throughout their body.
"Uh...yeah, that was something else and...did you see everything slow down too?" Steve asked
"huh? no....in fact everything went super fast I wasnt even thinking, I just felt like I knew what needed to happen and it did" Ava explained. Steven just nodded his head, having an idea of what had occured. Ava wondered what the strange feeling of confidence and pride she could feel emenating from their emotional connection. Steve explored more of these new abilities, blinking his eyes he felt another set of eyelids drop down and his vision changed to infared. He could make out heat pockets all aroun him and could tell by the muted colors of the fallen beast that it was truly dead.
"Um I'll tell you later...right now I think I have an idea of what'ss goin on here" Steven slithered betwen her neck and Vics. Ava nodded
"letss head to that temple and I'll explain" Steven said, Ava looked back at the fallen deer monster and stomped her left hoof and started forward. Steven cocked a reptillian eye at her behaviour. While Ava walked for them, Steven took in the surroundings. All around them was endless forest with nothing but the greek styled temple in the distance. From the size of the beast they fought to the trees that they walked through Steve roughly estimated their full height to be somehwere in the eight to nine foot tall range. Monstrous in sight and stature. When they reached the temple entrance they had to bend forward slightly in order to enter, and duck their heads while Vics horns scraped the marbled sceiling. Steven was dissapointed to see that the center of a temple was just an empty large circular meeting hall with a small silver pool of water in the middle.
"Ssso I think I know what'ss going on" Steve said. Ava craned her neck to speak.
"So what happened to us? we were in the lab and Vic was acting like a jackass and then he did something with the proffessors tablet and then that weird light and than me and Vic wake up attached to eachother and well...like this" Ava explained. Steve nodded.
"How long wass I out of it before I woke up ?" Steve asked.
"Not long, Me and Vic were figuring out how to walk and move our body for like fifteen minutes, we saw that you...we had a tail and it was a covered in dead skin but we were all messed up for a while and do you know how many times I had to keep Vic from doing nothing but playing with our breasts or trying to masturbate" Ava growled. Steve chuckled.
"Yeah, all he wanted to do as soon as he had boobs and pussy was play with himself. Sick bastard. Anyway, we peeled off the shedding skin and thats when you started to wake up. probably around half an hour or forty minutes of me and Vic agruing with one another on how to control our body...ugh he's so slimy...I can feel his dirty thhoughts and their just so ...blegh" Ava exclaimed disgusted. Steven frowned.
"Okay..I think I understand better now....do me a favor and letss go to the pool in the middle of the room" Ava noded and stomped over. When she peered into it's surface she was surprised at what she saw however.
"Is that a fucking desktop screen....." Ava said. Steve nodded as if finally putting together a long forgotten riddle.
"Yep....I get it now" Steve said sagely. Closing his eyes and his pupils glowing purple once more.
"Uh...mind sharing with the class hun" Ava asked in bewilderment. Steve smiled a snakey grin and turne his glowing purple orbs to her own.
"We're in a computer game...none of thiss iss real" Steve spoke excitedly. Ava glanced down at thier body and patted herself down.
"Feels pretty damn real to me!" Ava shouted, causing Steve to recoil. Steve shook his head.
"Uh...well yess and no, ya sssee our professssor iss a bit of crackpot asss much asss he iss a geniuss. He wasss working on a virtual reality sssimulator but wass trying to create a sssimultion asss real and immersssive as posssible" Ava giggled a bit at Steves uncontrollable hissing lisp. Steve continued however.
"He created hiss own video game beta, to tessst out ssimulations and created a bunch of mythical monstersss and beasssts of his own to tesst with. He ssshowed me a bunch of them and wasss not sssurprissed that nearly every sssingle monssster was just a big breassted monsster girl" Steve listed off. Ava quirked an eyebrow and glanced at the prompt at the desktop screen being displayed in the temple pool.
"For the mosst part the world isss empty, and he usssed it to sssppawn in ssscenarios to play around with....or....jerk off to sssince all of the bossss monsterrss were nothing but big titted mythical versssions" Steve said, Ava just shook her head.
"So we've been turned into Your professors wank off material?" Ava said with sigh, Steve nodded in embaressement, his eyes still glowing in the dim temple. Ava was unease with the glowing purple eyes and questioned Steve if he noticed them, he nodded
"Yeah...It's part of my classs...sssee from what I can make out...we were ssort of ssshoved into a really fucked up corrupted verssion of the game that he wass working on. The usser files got jumbled together and we overwrote a bossss enemy dessign" Ava nodded.
"Whats that gotta do with the glowing eyes though?" Ava asked again.
"Well my classs isss a mage, You...are a brawler, and Vic isss....a ...heh...dancer classs" Steve smirked showing some fangs. Ava giggled, Vic stared into the walls.
"Anyway, I can cassst ssspeellss and whatnot...but sssince Im also a usser i've got the added benefit of being able to manipulate the code....I can control the program from the insside. I've been trying to find a way to get usss out without...you know...deleting usss" Ava shook her head in surprise. Grasping Steves serpentine head and nuzzling into it in affection.
"great job hun! You can get us out of here!" Steve blushed at the embrace. Staring at the wading pool with increasingly glowing purple eyes.
Vics head shook and blinked her eyes and shaking back and forth.
"So that's how you did that shit....you're a little fucking asshole...hey...I...i cant move my arm or leg still....you guys are fucking ...grahhhh!" Vic whined bitterly. Ava stared at her body mate in distaste. Glad she still had most of the control however.
"Just shut up idiot....Steve's actually trying to figure out how to get us out of this, and all you wanna do is....eewww you're sick I know what you're thinking and not in a million fucking years creep" Ava groaned, feeling the oddness of Vics lust towards their own body creeping up on them. Steve however hoevered over the waters surface, eyes still glowing violet.
"You're boy toy is nothing more than an ornament for our big beautiful ass, and you've got me wether you like it or not babe and i can do much more for you now then he can....or she can....I think we're all girls now at least...I sound like a valley girl, you're all butch and he's like a phone sex operator with a lisp" He tittered. Ava began to growl lowly, losing her patience.
"Listen you sonuvva...-"
"I got it!" Steve interrupted. Surprising them both. Stevens eyes were now covered in flaming purple light.
"Im hacking the ini filesss, Im going to attempt to eject usss from the sssystem...hope it worksss" Steve hissed out, turning to Ava and nuzzling in her neck, glaring at Vic from the corner of his eyes. Vic craned her neck back as far as she could to keep from making eye contact with those violet hypnotizing orbs.
"I trust you hun" Ava encouraged.
"Alright...get ready...1...2...."
And everything was a dark and endless void without sound or light.

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"3...." Steve gasped as the purple light bathed them faded and they re-appeared in the univerity laboratory.
However, Steve was still a snake and still very much attached to the overvoluptious and massive female chimera of his girlfriend and lab partner.
"Oh crap...thiss iss bad" Steve moaned. Ava was about to interrupt when a power surge erupted throughout the entire campus, a zapping electrical noise as loud as mack truck crashing deafened their sensitive ears. Ava leaped towards the lab windows, a feat made easier with their towering height and graceful legs.
Vic, Ava and Steve glanced out at the campus as every light source glowed an eerrie angry violet, humming with electiricity. A student walking by underneath a walkway street lamp was bathed in the light and came out the other side drastically changed. What was once a male student now stood a short and busty female satyr. Another student down the way walked underneath the purple lights and slithered out the other side a large female lamia. All around campus the purple lights were transforming students and staff alike into perverted versions of mythical creatures from their horny professors personal VR game. A female centaur trotted by in a panic, while another form was flopping on the ground after coming from the light. A mermaid struggling and trying to walk with her now useless tail, a cat girl with four large breasts crowding her torso, and harpy girl with an ass way to big for the small wings that replaced her arms to ever lift off from the ground.
The three conjoined into one Chimera stood in shock before them as literal chaos erupted across campus. The Purple lights flickered off and those that were bathed in it's glow were left to their new states.
"Oh my god..." Ava gasped
"Thiss iss...." Steve shuddered
"AWESOME!" Vic shouted, Ava and Steve gave Vic a horrified look.
"Dude this is so cool, I helped the professor design some of these monsters...The mermaid has some rocking tits...I made it so they expand when she's in the water and get bigger when she's in warm water" Vic burbled like and excited schoolgirl, still limited to moving only his own neck. Ava just stared in dumbfounded horror.
"This is a fucking nightmare and you're excited that you ruined somebodys life by letting them get turned into your dumb fucking wank fantasies" Ava growled. Vic shamelessly smiled and nodded his head.
"Hell yeah!" Vic stated cheerfully, not even caring that he was in fact a victim himself steve groaned and used his eyes on Vic again to "turn her off" in a way.
"Dont you dare yo---" and Vic was silent once more.
"Thank god you can still do that trick with him" Ava muttered, glancing out at the chaos in the campus.
"What now?" Ava asked, steve just snaked his way between their breasts, pressing the top his head against Avas chin, she purred and felt comforted.
"Not sssure....but if anyone knowss what to do it'ss gonna be the professsor...." Steve gulped, the proffessor lived off campus, and they would have to travel across town to get to his house. Steven snaked around their waste once and leaned up over Avas side of the shoulder, his cheek meeting hers in affection, he nodded his head and she moved towards the lab door. With a deep breath Ava reached for the handle and opened the door and stepped through it. The lab was once again silent as the grave and bathed nothing from the light of the moon from the windows. The only movement was a lone purple cursor on the monitor attached to a sophisticated device.

CONVERTED TEMPLATES COUNT: 234
REVISION
CONVERTED TEMPLATES COUNT: 289
CURRENT POPULATION: 15034
POPULATION OF BOSS MONSTERS: 2
-----MONSTER TYPE: LVL 50 CHIMERA
-----MONSTER TYPE: LVL 99 UNAMED FILE
REVISION
CONVERTED TEMPLATES COUNT : 439
The glowing purple text continued to scroll across the screen while the sounds of mayhem played out in the distance.

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ooh, chimera TF! i like :-)

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BD-Acht
Maggie waited patiently in her underwear. The couch was cushy, but she couldn't really enjoy it at the moment. The freckled red head was nervous for her big debut. A tech came in to show her to set.

"Is it true? The pictures I mean? They're unedited?" she asked with anxiety...and something else. The man just laughed.

"You do know this studio only employs transformed actresses right? That's why you're here isn't it? Spice works best if you have a little vanilla to compare it to," he gave her a friendly wink before showing her to the door. It was true. Maggie was a rising star in the pornography world. Cute face, curvy figure, and somehow she still had that shy amateur demeanor that people loved.

She pushed into the set, the other people working on lighting and sound. It was a small operation and the people knew each other well. It felt more like a passion project than a niche porn studio. Getting comfortable on the couch was her partner for the day.

She looked the same in person. Blonde, pert knockout breasts, tan lines crisscrossing her figure, and that cute little butterfly tattoo. And, of course, the serpentine cock. Maggie gulped and stood before her awkwardly.

"Uh, hi. I'm Maggie. We're working together today..." The other woman's face was stoic and smokey...until she couldn't couldn't keep a straight face and burst out laughing.

"Relax hun! I love you're work, come here, get comfortable. We still got a bit before they're ready." Maggie hesitates for a second. Does she sit close? Or further away where the snake can't slither to her? Does she lay out or- She said fuck it and sat right next to her fellow porn star.
The snake curled from the blonde's lap slowly, curiously. Maggie blushed as it started to rise over her pale thighs and poke at her groin.

"Does he, er, it(?) bite?" she said giving it a curious, careful stroke.

"Mmh, not usually, and if he did you would know," she said grabbing her snake cock and fiddling with its mouth.

"Because his teeth are bi-"

"Because I would be screaming my head off. See?" She bared his fangs for her. They were a pinky-purple, as was most of the inside of the creature's mouth. She moans as she taps one on its end, "Not sharp at all." The snake tried to coil out of her grasp, growing more active and alert.

"Wow, you must be getting pretty excited."

"Yeah, its because you're so cute~" she said with a kind smile.

They both laughed.

Maggie wondered if that was the reason, or if it was because the snake smelled that she was fucking soaked...
I really really like the merged heads one before this but don't have time to do one for it at the moment. Perhaps post it again after awhile and we can do it then.

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BD-Acht
Catherine stared into the mirror without eyes. She would like to think she was pouting but it was closer to contemplation, if she was honest. Either way it was hard to tell. The pink, smooth acorn in the mirror was inscrutable.

She was quite calm, all things considered. She wondered if that was because her adrenal glands had been turned into erectile tissue. Hmm. She was looking pretty plump, probably rocking a semi. Full of blood but not enough to, you know, be hard. Her head twitched gently in time with her pulse.

The strangest thing was feeling herself out, with her mind, taking stock of her strange new body. She could feel her legs and how they slowly slipped around inside their loose fleshy home. How they were round and potent. The rest of her from there was pretty simple. She was a shaft. Urethra running up her underside, made to deliver fluids out of her.
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Speaking of which she felt herself stretching a bit. There was a mind frazzling sensation that was absolutely delightful. Stretching, was the best word for it she thought. The stretching of her shaft skin in her first time getting an erection. She felt strange contractions up her, pulsing from her base. The head in the mirror drooled a gravid bead of precum. It tickled as it leaked down the cleft in her head.

Her head was quite strange compared to her old one. Boneless, for one, all fleshy and simple. Designed for spreading and penetrating. Wasn't it mushroom shaped to scoop out other dude's cum? She had read that somewhere hadn't she? And as she just learned it was wrapped around her main tube. Just another thing to pass through, designed to deliver cum.

She was getting hard now and she wasn't sure why. She was thick and big. As if her old body had be converted to scale into a phallus. She must be nearly a five foot long dong. She giggled in her head at that.
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She felt a strange sort of pride at that, her size. If she was a penis she might as well be a big one right? She'd make someone very happy, not that anyone on earth could take her. Her thoughts grew more unfocused as she swelled into a full hard on. Her thoughts took a back seat for a moment as she stared into the mirror blankly, watching as she pulsed up another glob of pre.

Damn...she was a penis now. A big fat dick. The epitome of manhood. Her femininity destroyed...Her thoughts started to spiral now as her pulse rose, body hard as diamonds. Something welled and roiled in her thick base.

No...no she wasn't a penis. Because she was still here, right? Because she, Catherine with the wide hips and dark hair was still thinking. She was manhood fashioned from a woman. She was between. Between the blue of Mars and the pink of Venus. She was neither. She was both. She was…

Her eyes poured over her fat, throbbing purple glans. Her delirious nonexistent eyes drank in every crease and crevice of what used to be her face. It was so hard it was shiny. She felt so heavy and powerful and good. That powerful purple glans swelled before its slit parted and everything went white…

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The_Wanderer
It's the Friday before christmas Sunday and I'm stuck working late at the office when I get a text from my fiancée.
>Hey Honey, Try to guess what happened today tongue
There's an attached image and I open to see her wearing her favorite turtleneck sweater, though why why she's got most of her face covered is beyond me.  Glancing to be sure I'm truely the last one in the office, I then text back, "The apartment's heater didn't break down again, did it?" There's no immediate reply so I go back to work to finsish up what I can so I can leave for the day...only to get the disruptive beep of another text.
>No silly, I got myself an early Christmas present for the two of us.
>You didn't see it?
I smile, this must be one of her games, clearly she wanted me home hours ago. No helping it though, my pointy-haired boss will throw a fit I leave before everything is wrapped up. I text back, "All I see is my beautiful soon-to-be wife doing her best to distract me from work." I then turn back my workstation and just as I'm getting to the final draft, I realize she sent a response.
>A tiny hint then.
I see that another image is attached and curious, I open it op to see her lowering the lip of the collar under her bridge of her nose. The quality of the image isn't great so all I notice in the dark office is the newly revealed skin is pinker than normal. Not really in the mood for her game I reply back, "Babe, it's been a long day. Just tell me what you got."
Her response is immediate.
>Spoilsport(edited)
Then after a moment another text pops up.
>Fine. Remember how you joked about wanting more blowjobs for Christmas?
Rembering that night not too long ago where we we're discussing more kinky things and her wanting me to do a bit more oral...stuff with her, I answer with, "Yeah, I don't see how that has to do with covering your...Oh, you did something with your mouth like getting rid of your gag reflex?" That seems to be more obvious answer to her puzzle.
It takes a bit for her to send the next text and I use the time to continue working, though I can't stop from glancing at my phone every so often in order to not misss her message.
Finally I get something.
>You're not far off big_smile
Openning the attached image, I see..."Is that a pussy?" I immediatly send back as fast as my fingers can type.
>Maybe~
Another photo shows a coy exposure of a perfect replica of my fiancée's cunt...only in the place of her nose and mouth. "Babe, you sure that was a good idea. How much did it cost?"
>nvm that. This is a present for both of us. Imagine waking up to this every morning...
There's an image of her posed as if about to give oral. "Babe..." I immediatly send but not sure what to follow it up with, I fail to do a follow up as I adjust the growing hardness between my legs. While I deal with that and trying to focus on wrapping up in the office, I get another text.
>Or maybe this is more to your liking?
I simply stare at that last pic and give my groin a long rub to reign it in before making up my mind. "You win, give me 30 mins."
The last text I see before rushing out to my car is, "I'll keep the bed warm for you~"(edited)

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BD-Acht
John was at a horse auction, or, he had been 30 seconds ago. He was there on behalf of a client, a big spender looking for the mother of the next big race winner. The mare that was currently being shown was a low ticket item. She had a lame leg and her offspring hadn't won anything but a handful of low level races.The mare had went to nibble at some grass when a wave of nausea passed over him. When its head came back up, there was a woman in its place.

John's jaw had dropped in shock. She trotted a bit around the handler, still spouting her attributes. "And has sired three foals..."

The horse's leg was still injured, but there was a woman attached to it now. And she hardly seemed bothered at all, on display for the crowd. There were no bids and John was still staring in awe. His fellow bidders noticed, chuckling, but they weren't the only ones.

The centaur smirked at him, rounding the handler and turning her rear end. She lifted her tail and presented herself to the crowd. The dark equine doughnut was revealed...and something else. Two gravid orbs swung wildly between her rear legs, jiggling meatily. He looked up to see her smiling at him knowingly.

He did some quick math concerning a different account. One he had planned on fattening today. He raised his hand.


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BD-ACht
He shook his head, upset. "I don't know what you wanted from me Faye. You waited months to tell anyone this, from going to a doctor. Its going to run its course now. You're going to be fucking dick." Will was angry at the situation, not necessarily at her...but he was finding it hard not to be.

They had known each other for years. While they were both attractive, and at this point single, a relationship never formed. They were perfectly comfortable as friends. But now, she had come to him in the late stages of a very serious disease. The perky breasts he had watched seem stranger and stranger over the past months were revealed, nothing but two virile nuts in a wrinkly male sack. He could actually smell them.

Shit, he had probably went too far. His eyes rose up her thick neck, veins that didn't belong crisscrossing and winding upwards. It wouldn't be long and her face would flush a purple-red whenever she was horny, which for the illness would mean almost all the time. But his face changed to confusion. She was biting her lip in a very strange way.

His gaze searched her face for answers, roving over her cute nose, her delicate chin, and those bright eyes. All soon to be man meat, a girthy throbbing end of a masculine love arrow. Designed for nothing but ejaculation of thick baby batter...

"Holy fuck," he said in awe. He whispered.

"You wanted to didn't you...?" Her neck pulsed and she let a clear slick fluid bubble through her teeth and over her lips. Their eyes met one another as it ran down her chin, glistening...

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BD-Acht
You know, when people find out I have a pussy in the palm of my hand the response is almost always shitty. "Wow, that must be suuuper hot!~!1!" "You must make your boyfriend a happy guy," "That must come in handy in bed!" Ugh. Its not all peaches and lady cream when you have one of these you know?

For starters, using things without a glove sucks. You ever accidentally pushed a pencil into your pussy? What about going to third base on accident with a door knob? No? Be fucking thankful. Even with a glove there's problems. Like if I use my hand at all, the muscles around my snatch move too. Its real hard to stay dry with this shit aching in my hand. Ironically, if I flick someone the bird it tugs at my fun button juuuust right. So I can off on other people's douchery. Yay for me.

The part everyone seems to forget, is that this is from a disease. That's what I like to call, a problem, because this inconvenient slit could spread. A much more mild form of pussy pox, the same shit that turns chicks into walking cunt billboards? Yeah. I could wake up one day with more of these. Sometimes I have nightmares about waking up with them different places. My mouth, eye, armpit, you get the idea.

I will say, I fucking love using it. You know, with someone who's not an asshat. The stretching deep into my arm, I'm still not used to it. Its great. But otherwise this fucker sucks. I hate that I have to wear gloves when I'm first dating someone. Hold hands becomes super awkward, and if I try to "be myself" and put this bitch on display some asshole might try to cop a feel. Or shaking hands! Who the everloving fuck wants to receive a slobbery handshake? Getting a kiss from some messy lips? Not fucking me, that's for sure.

But hey, I'm sure you're thinking, "That's not alL tHat bad!1! And its sooOOoo hooooTT!!" Yeah, okay shithead. I may get literally fucked daily, but at least I can eat myself out. Whoo hoo. Jackass.

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Re: The Writing Pit

To end the spam, pictures are posted regularly on the Discord. If you feel inspired, feel free to write your own!

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Re: The Writing Pit

I don't think BD-Acht's or anyone else's captions are spam. Or were you referring to something else?

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Re: The Writing Pit

Oh, it was more of a dump than a spam. My bad, poor choice of words there. big_smile