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as one of the biggest TG groups on deviantart, this group has a severe problem.
It clearly lacks of moderators.
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Permission Slip [TF/TG]I work from home most days, designing and building VR scenarios. It can be a little isolated sometimes, but it suits me; in particular, it means I'm there when Arnie comes home from school. And it was also the main reason I got custody when Sephrena and I parted ways -- her job involves a lot of travel, meetings that have to be face to face, while with mine, often the whole point of the meeting is that it's not face to face -- I'll meet a client in one of my scenarios, an older one to show a new client what I can do or the current one to show the progress I'm making. But I always make sure those meetings are over, or at least paused for a break, when Arnie comes home.
The house system gave the distinct ping that signified Arnie was unlocking the front door with his proxcard. I got up, stretched, took a sip of tea, and stepped out of my office into the living room.
I was confronted with the sight of a teenage girl, an inch or two shorter than Arnie,
My Sister, the Prophet [TG/bodyswap/time travel]One summer's day, a few moons after I had my first bleeding and became a woman, my older sister Saka and I were gathering berries and roots when she dug up something strange under the roots of a sassafras bush. It was bright and shiny like the sunlit surface of a brook. She called me over to look as she dug it out and lifted it. It was bigger than a man's fist, smaller than a baby's head, and perfectly round, like the full moon. It caught the sunlight in wonderful wavy patterns.
And then it turned dull and lifeless, and crumbled into dust, and my sister suddenly went mad. Or so I thought at the time.
She looked around her, looking a little harder at me than at the other things around us, then looked at herself. Then she grasped her breasts and moaned, and said something I didn't understand. Something like the language of another tribe. "What's wrong, Saka?" I asked, but she put a hand to her crotch and screamed.
The other women came runni
Borrowing [TF/TG]Early one morning, a seal swam to shore on a beach that seals did not normally frequent, for it was too heavily populated by humans. Not at this hour of the morning, however; no one was on the beach to see her. She waddled up the beach a ways, to high tide line and a little beyond, and then contorted herself in a way that seals rarely do, shucking off her skin and revealing herself as a tall woman with tan skin and black hair. She picked up the sealskin, folded it, and tucked it under her arm, then with a cautious glance around, walked up the wooden steps that crossed the dunes and connected the beach to one of the beach houses. Here, on the back porch, there were several towels and swimsuits hung out to dry. The woman stole, or perhaps borrowed, a one-piece woman's swimsuit, teal with yellow trim, and covered her nakedness. Then, with another glance around, she returned the way she had come, and, looking around again, hid her sealskin under the wood
False Positives (TG/TF)I pulled up to the gate and showed the guard my invitation; she waved me through and directed me to visitors' parking. At this angle, the Lamp didn't look as much like an old-fashioned Arabian oil lamp as it did in certain photographs, but you could see how it got that nickname; all round and bulbous in the center, with a long curving balcony-thing about three or four stories up.
And, of course, there were genies inside.
I parked and looked in the rear-view mirror, combing my hair and straightening my tie. Nobody was quite sure how much the genies understood about human gender -- obviously not enough -- but to whatever extent they did, I had to give the right impression. These stupid breasts might be immune to hormones or mastectomy, but I'd bound them down as tight as I could -- which left them still pretty noticeable -- and I'd worn not just masculine clothes, as I did every day, but formal clothes, a suit with jacket and tie.
At least the nanites didn't insist on l
Returns TG: Chapter 2 - Philoporia
Chapter 2 - Philoporia
The afternoon sun seemed to singe the electrical poles a deeper shade of brown while the tan dust nearly bleached white as the wind whipped it against walls, gates, and cars. Half-buried, gnarled bushes bowed against the beating as the gales tore the last flashes of floral color from their stalks. The gate of the farm surplus braced against its rusty chains, a fresh coat of paint from last month was not enough to conceal splintering and dirt embedded between the layers.
A stream of black-and-whites zoomed down the narrow road, sirens squawking and lights flashing. Traffic released their accelerators to let them pass but still ambled after. Soon, a sneaking entourage followed a path carved by the police.
At Sunrock Library, slathered in smooth stucco nearly the same shade as the beaten ground, dust-speckled cars of silver, black, and white sought slim, angled-eastward shadows.
Within, Bridgette had brought se
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About the members and contributors:
There are currently (26/08/2018) 180 members (contributors inclusive). Members and Contributors have the same rights in this group, so there is no difference.
About the art
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Some group rules
- Only post art with !!!obvious!!! TG content.
- In case of comics or sequences, make sure you upload them completely! We will not accept parts of comics (except they show a complete transformation process in the correct folder). Previews need to be posted into the correct folder!
- Put your art into the correct category/gallery/folder.
More than two images of the transforming living (in the same pic or in several)
One or two pics of the transforming/transformed living.
One or two short chapters
Two or more longer chapters
Complete (!) comics, not only previews or covers. Those go in => TG Comics previews or covers
TG art, that is renderd. It can be made of one or several parts. Also rendered sequences can go here.
Stories, that directly referr to an image or are implemented within/aside one.
TG Animations, TG Videos and Clips:
I think that's obvious.
Explicit Sissy and Forced Fem Art:
Art that shows real life transgender orientaded content like sissys, shemales, fetishes,.... As this is a fantasy group but it want's to be open for everything, this goes in an extra gallery.
Other TG related art:
The rest you can't figure out where to put.
If you want to post there, just do it. As from time to time I move the art from the featured gallery to the other galleries, because in the end I want all the art sorted. If you are not sure where to post something, post it in featured or other.
And of course, please follow those rules: help.deviantart.com/565/
If you break any rules, you accept that the admins are going to delete your art from the gallery or move it.