Karma (TG) (1/3)Arnold was a middle aged man living in the late 1800s. He, alongside others, was very much on the sexist side of the spectrum, hoping they never got the rights they hoped for. One night, he had gathered in a local bar with some friends, where he got noticeably drunk, to the point where his friends didn't want to be around him. he sprouted off loudly about how woman were good for cleaning, cooking, and looking, no more. His friends weren't too happy with his outbursts of sexism, and soon found themselves slowly getting away from him, until Arnold found himself yelling at the whole bar. His friends left at this point, and Arnold was forcibly kicked out by the security and tossed onto the ground. He was informed that he wasn't welcomed back.More Like This
"Whatever." the drunk Arnold said as he moved, barely able to walk straight.
"Hey mister, you need some help?" Arnold heard a woman ask.
"No I don't!" Arnold said turning to her. She was a rather attractive woman, one Arnold found hi
Careful With Those Vials! (Part 1)More Like This
Young Shannon had a dream. Not a big dream, or anything; it was something slightly more mundane. She had always been fascinated by the prospect of cosplaying, conventions, and the like. However, their small little town apparently was never suited for such events, and still being but a teenager with little money, she couldn’t afford going to one either.
Thus, when the news spread that a small convention would be sponsored soon by a local club, Shannon was overjoyed to find out and jumped at the chance to live her short-term dreams. Seeing as this was her first convention, and probably the first convention for everyone in town, she decided she’d leave the best impression she could make of it.
The girl looked online at several stores, and guides, and forums, trying to look for ways to create the best, most appealing, and most importantly, affordable cosplay she could make. She had some of hesitation, being a bit self-conscious about her appearance, but decided it was a necessa
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Bill awoke suddenly, with nothing but black in the room. When he sat up, green wire frames were all around him. Bill was taken back to the fact he had been a female mink only a few moments ago. He looked down down at his body, seeing it was his original male human body. He let out a sigh of relief and stood up, dusting himself on.
"Finally awake I see?" Bill hears Gabriel say.
"Yeah, so I take it this wasn't all a dream?"
"If it is welcome to Inception." Gabriel replies sarcastically.
"Alright, so I was a cartoon character, are they all like that?" Bill pondered to Gabriel.
"Not all, but a decent handful, cartoons are the hardest to play your roles in, so it'll help you better."
"Any recommendations on what to do next?"
"I don't know, there's doors everywhere, I couldn't help even if I tried. Go through another door, I have more places to be." Gabriel said sternly.
"Yeah." Bill sighed, a bit annoyed at Gabriel's attitude.
Bill wondered in
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The following stories will contain transformations into characters from cartoons and TV shows. This part contains a transformation into Minerva Mink of Animaniacs fame.
Bill is an average 23 year old guy, living alone in his apartment in New York City. He had recently moved there to study and become an actor. He was willing to do anything to make it in acting. He was out on the town, stopping at a local theater. It was rather empty, only him and a few other groups of 3 or 4. The actors nevertheless put up a great show, like there had been millions. Bill saw the actors began to head out, and he ran to grab a chat with the lead actor.
"Hey! Great show!" Bill calls out. "I didn't catch you name."
"Call me Gabriel." he replied.
"Hey, uh, so I want to become an actor..." Bill replied shyly.
"Good for you, it takes work but its fun." he says with a smile, trying to get in his ride.
"Well...I...uh...was wondering i
Thanks for the Lesson!More Like This
"Well, this blows," Harold huffed to his friend, Kevin. The two teenagers were put in charge of the school bake sale for their school on Thanksgiving Day. Why were they working for their schools over the holidays, you may ask? Detention, that's why. So now, they just stood out in the local park (where nobody was) trying to sell some various pies, pumpkins, and corn (which nobody wanted). Since nobody was doing anything anywhere, the two boys were left to their own devices. Specifically, their phones, which they used to watch funny internet videos the entire time, simply having to remain at the table with all of the goods. They continued doing so until about the fifth video, a strange turkey walked up to the boys and seemed to glare at them. The boys found this strange creature to be a little unnerving and ended up staring at it for several minutes. The silence was only broken once the bird decided to finally speak.
"Would you no good little Millennial punks look away from your God-fors
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Larry, Taylor, and Patrick were driving down to the beach to meet their friend, Tad, who had set them up on a blind date. Larry had agreed to drive the three of them there, despite finding blind dates stupid and disastrous. However, his two friends were desperate to get laid, so he figured he’d have to take one for the team. Soon, he had parked his car and he and his friends stepped out onto the gravelly road, taking a good look at the sand and ocean that was just down the hill.
“Where do you suppose Tad is?” Patrick wondered aloud.
“I don’t know, man.” Larry sighed. “Let’s just find them and get this over with.”
“I sure hope he set us up with some good dates.” Taylor added.
“Don’t worry, Tad always comes through for us,” Patrick replied.
“Indeed I do!” a fourth voice chimed, catching the trio off guard as they quickly turned around, seeing Tad. Tad was a man of average height, average weigh
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I walked down dirt road still changing. I had finally gotten away from him, but whatever he did to me was still taking effect. My hips were still growing, my butt was growing larger filling the light blue panties he had put on me. My height was deprecating with each step. I had already lost my member and watched my waist turn slim and curvy. My skin was now golden and my hair had already descended past my shoulders. I knew from the pain on my face a few hours ago that my features had changed as well. I stopped in my tracks, stumbling a little. I began to cough something was wrong with my chest. I felt something begin to protrude from my chest. I pulled back the gray top I wore to discover my problem. I looked down at my chest in confusion and awe. Two fully formed breast contained by a black bra were now on my chest.
“What the hell did he do to me?”