Cloud 9- MegaBusts, Hucows, Anal Slut Academy, Cat girls- Oh My! Extreme

[magikal]

last bump was November 19, 2023

I might have already reached everyone but I’m an optimistic girl, so if you think we’d have fun writing together or any of the ideas spark an interest in you, please private message me to discuss!

If any of the below ideas tickle your fancy, please private message me and let me know what your ideas to add to the game are.

I apologize in advance if the fonts/images don't work- since the crash things have been a bit wonky.

Hello! I'm obsessed with transformation.. especially if the transformation is slow, gradual, and against her will. Physical transformation is best, but some mental transformation is fine as long as it compliments the TF. Bimbofication is a good sub-transformation as well. Becoming a nymphomaniac.. cumslut.. addicted to new sensations/adventures.. I'd love to explore writing with you.. planning with you.. and developing a new story. :-)

I currently have several games going on but am always looking for a few more well written stories. Please look at my list and private message me if you are interested. The most recent story is at the top, some of the older ones are at the bottom of this post.

I'm looking for a writing partner to explore these concepts with me. I'm looking for a partner that posts 3 to 5 times per week using the forums. The story would have some transformation/bimbofication and could be a realistic or slightly future setting, depending on what my partner has in mind.

I don't mind pushing the boundaries, eventually she could be a living, walking wet dream who can cum just by wearing clothing. Maybe she gets more horny the longer she doesn't have sex and after a day or two, will have sex with just about anything to get an orgasm.  The more extreme and exaggerated, the more fun. Even her mind could be changed to love pleasure but, obviously there would be enough there to push the story forward, she couldn't simply become unplayable and unenjoyable, though. No such thing as too large breasts, too curvaceous, too much pleasure, too many modifications, or too many changes to enjoy sex.

I do have some on/offs that you can be aware of- no animals, no scat, nothing excessively gross.

I’ve created a curated list of games and the styles of games that I enjoy playing. There are a dozen story ideas listed below in no particular order, although some do have a slight overlap.

Please message me if you're interested!
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LOOKING FOR HARDCORE!- BEGIN Story A- Cloud 9 Megabusts- I would play the aspiring megabuster and you would be the enabler/encourager. This story is based on what might happen when/if technology runs crazy and unopposed. People’s imaginations would be the only thing limiting progress.

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The year was 2117, humans had started expanding into the local solar system, with a few space stations that littered the solar system. One was around Venus, three around earth, and several more around the outer planets. Most people watched tri-d videos for entertainment, a mix of virtual reality that was projected directly inside of one's head. Biotechnology and Reengineering had touched just about every aspect of life. Energy was plentiful from efficient solar panels, most objects could be 3d printed- everyone had one in their home. People had started splicing in aspects from other creatures, creating hybrids, cat ears and tales were some of the most popular, so were other animal's traits like strength, claws, breathing underwater, and sense of smell. And that was before humans started tinkering around with pleasure centers of the brain, enabling custom modding of genes for imaginations to run wild. Wearing clothing would cause you to orgasm? Your arousal became enhanced like an animal, swelling up in size so everyone took notice? Custom surgeries augmenting all physical parts of sexuality- no problem. Humans had animal parts, including dogs, horses, and even dragons, while females had customized parts from cows and other animal species.

Eliza had just turned 18 and although was a purebreed human that raised in the biodomes on Earth, she longed for space exploration, especially if she could ever work as a dancer on a space station, or even her ultimate dream, a pillow woman- a high paid escort that had her curves expanded beyond the human norm, she was so large that she had to function in low gravity or no gravity only, otherwise her prodigious assets would prove impossible for getting around in her normal day to day routine, when she wasn't floating through the stage looking like a pair of moons. As she graduated high school, her parents surprised her with a one way ticket to Cloud 9- the most luxury space station in the entire solar system. This was set up near the Kuiper belt, near Jupiter, and was dripping with wealth and excess.

As Eliza arrives at Cloud 9, she finds a job in one of the many bars bartending first and, eventually dancing on stage. Although the pillow girls commanded huge fees, some guys preferred the more natural earthling girls, which Eliza certainly fit the bill. Her love of dancing and sleek, slender frame caused her to be a very popular dancer. She had been working at the Treasure Chest for about a month now and tonight was like any other night. She went to the main stage and did her dance- a combination of pole dancing and freestyle, getting nearly nude by the end of the show. She had another healthy night of tips, people through cred chips onto the stage or ran their cards through the slot reader on her outer thigh. She could afford rent for another month. She was so jazzed after performing that she grabbed a bite to eat and sat down at a nearby restaurant.

There was a news story today, Baby Face Debbie was retiring, as Cloud 9's reigning pillow girl. On her tablet was huge, curvy women, the smallest of which had a bust the size of a small car. The largest looked like she had a couch strapped to her chest. The funny thing was, the crowd ate up the women's massive displays of cleavage, their cheers and hoots were very loud. Simultaneously Elia pulled up a recent video of her dancing, she had better moves, her tatas were much, much smaller. Eliza seemed to be dreaming as she ate her soy pasta, not really glancing up, but thumbing through pics and videos of abnormally busty women doing abnormally gymnastic things.

One of the cloud women was retiring, having her breasts shrank to half their current size and there was an open audition for girls who thought they had what was needed to become the next amazing pillow girl. Eliza tapped the date and it was instantly added to her tablet, she wondered if normal girls applied or only girls that already had megabusts applied only. END OF STORY A

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Begin Story B- Star Wars Idea

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My first idea is an original story in the Star Wars Universe. My character would be force sensitive and learning how to wield the force, where your character would be a master force user.

You would use the force to corrupt and transform my character from an ordinary girl into an exotic force of pleasure and change. My character could be a Twilek slave that can be programmed to do/be whatever her master wants, she might be an ordinary human, she could be some sort of android. There are a wide variety of options.

In the starter thread posted below, my character has strange dreams about a previous life and doesn’t understand what it means. She would attract a force user that wants to change/manipulate her.

Narra gathered the cloak around her shoulders and left her small unit. She only had to go two blocks and it was still early, so relatively safe on the streets of the Capitol. She went to a popular watering hole and did a sound check earlier in the day. She then arrived 30 minutes early to get prepared for her set.  She did her own hair and makeup, then switched into a beautiful gown for her performance this evening. Sometimes, there was an electricity in the air and this was one of those nights. As she walked onto the stage, the lights were dimmed with a auto tracking spotlight on her. She launched into her set this evening and something felt perfect about tonight. Her voice sounded extra emotive, bringing out the pain, love, and heartbreak of the Jedis and Sith of lore.

Narra Sarafin had always relied on her whit's to get out of any situation, no matter how sticky. She was a survivor first most and an opportunist, second most. She was born on Coruscant, living in the shadows of the wealthy and the elite. Her mother was a discarded pleasure slave that Narra never knew. The years of hard living had started to take a toll on Narra, although she was barely 18, she looked 5 years, even ten years older, that is what survival will do for your complexion and appearance.

She was tall and thin for a human, with brown hair and brown eyes. When she was young she found out that she had a talent for singing and dancing, which she did religiously. She would be on the streets of the Capitol, singing, dancing, doing anything she could to get a few credits to buy enough food to last her through the day.

Narra stood above average height for a human, with toned arms and strong legs, she was more or less happy with her appearance, which most men told her were 'cute'. She had an athletic build, with moderately long hair. She loved singing and enjoyed herself on stage, but this time, there was something different in the air.

She had been singing at the local cantina for the last 6 months and was excited to perform twice a night, the tips were generally pretty good and things had recently started to turn around for her. She had scrapped together enough credits to rent a little unit, so at least she could sleep in relative safety. Something was different tonight, but she couldn't put her finger on what it was exactly. She launched into her set, the crowd loved it, her tales of jedi love and loss, sith love and loss, really seemed to resonate with the crowd.

Narra fed off the energy of the crowd, they made her perform even better. Her outfit showed off some of her physique, although she looked more like a girl next door type than a world or quadrant famous singer. The guards did a good job of keeping rowdy people away from the stage. She had a hat at the end of stage that was starting to fill up generously for her singing her soul out tonight.

As the last note played, she did her most famous song as the encore. Three and a half minutes later she was smiling and thanking the crowd as they erupted into applause.

She thanked everyone, waving and smiling, then heading to get the hat that had many cred chips of all sizes and amounts.

end of B

Begin of Story CC
 Corruption of Champions Style Game- I would play the transforming heroine, you would play the GM leading the adventures as the heroine is transformed!

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This one has always interested me but I’ve never found the right partner that could keep the story going more than a few posts. I think it would be a lot of fun, especially as we don’t know where the story is going or what can happen next.[/size][/b]
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My character wakes up in a brand new world with nothing at all. All of the things in the world aren’t out to hurt you, but to corrupt you and make you more horny and barely able to think or function.

The changes will start to stack up and change the ordinary girl into a sex goddess by the end.

This can be loosely based on COC and more focused on the storytelling.

We don’t know much about my main character but she’s female and starts off ordinary and vanilla, but through her changes she will end up anything but.

You can be her guide, the ghost whispering in her ear, or even her magic sentient bra that encourages her to continue gaining power and increasing her curves. End of Story Idea CC.

Begin of Story CP- Cyberpunk Playbeing Mod. A character wakes up in a brand new, exotic body and has to figure out how she got there. MC would be the modified playbeing and you would be the GM. Some familiaritiy with Cyberpunk might be beneficial, but not really necessary.

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My Cyberpunk character would wake up in a brand new, custom designed and made for sex/pleasure body, and try to figure out how she got there. This is inspired by the new Cyberpunk Video game but also the roleplaying game that has been around forever. She would be transformed into a Pleasurebot, with inhuman curves and skyhigh libido. She would be as sexy as she was deadly.

Exotic fashion is incredibly expensive,
time consuming and usually a hobby
among only the very rich and very bored.
Prices are based on the individual enhancements."

And those prices -start- at 3,000 eb and go up.

Now, by Chrome 2, things had changed a bit. Roughly 2022.

Biotechnica offers many attractive options.

Light Exotic work, such as cat-teeth (500 EB) or minor facial work - cat ears, whiskers, 1000 eb, it's much more affordable.

The Bunny, 1250 eb.

The mouse-detective look, 1450 eb.

The KatNip package, 3400 eb.

All prices before surgery cost - which can add up, but that's true of all cyberware.

If you want to look like a ferret, you shell out 2100 eb after everything. Not cheap, when the average cit makes 3200 eb per year (above the table har har), but compared to a single base cyberarm (3,000) plus surgery (2500) for 5500 eb, suddenly the Bunny Exotic package at 1750 eb total looks much more reasonable.

Heavier exotics, like Dragon and Bear, cost more like serious cyberware still. Bear, at the top end, would run you 30,400 eb. Bughouse - really alien, or even Alien - even worse

I'm thinking she'd be a fetish model who has extreme, unrealistic plastic fantastic curves, but doesn't remember how she got there. We'd discuss this idea and build a world around it and go from there. I think it would be a lot of fun.

Here's an opening that we could use for the starting, or something similar:
Liza tried to open her eyes, but, all she saw was darkness. She tried to sit up, but was unable to move. She realized she was holding her breath, what was happening, she thought worriedly? She heard a machine, some sort of breathing machine. She became scared, but, still couldn’t move. She tried to open her eyes with all of her might, slowly, ever so slowly, her left eye started to open. She saw only darkness and a few blurry lights.

 She had a splitting headache and the light from the blurry lights made her wince and close her eyes. She felt a pressure on her chest, slowly opening her eyes again. She saw the shirt she was wearing, stretched tight. She couldn’t believe what she saw. Her chest was at least a DD, if not larger. Did she always have such a curvy figure? She couldn’t remember. She even noticed her thick hard nipples nearly piercing her thin top.

She slowly sat up, she was wearing a hospital gown that was stretched to the limit. She was hooked up to several things- an iv, a monitor, and something else. Her legs were tied down with thick buckles. She was wearing something on her head as well, a bandage? She looked around, she was in a small hospital or aftercare room of some sort. There was a clear bag of her things off to the left. She reached to untie the buckle on her legs then grabbed the bag of things. Her name was Eliza Jones she found out from the California Driver’s License, apparently, she was a rather ordinary looking fair skinned woman. She checked her purse and found a compact, pulling it out and looking at the small circle. She was ravishingly beautiful, with bright green eyes and brilliantly red hair. Was she Eliza? If not, why did she have her possessions?

She also found her clothes, there was jeans, a white tank top filled with blood, as well as bra and panties. Something didn’t seem right to her so she checked the bra, and sure enough, they said 36A. She laughed, which caused a flash of pain down her body.

She pressed the help button her bed, hoping someone would come in and explain what she was doing here and what sort of accident she was on, and, hopefully explain what happened to her body, and, if these were her clothes, why she had looked so much different.

I was looking through the new thread forum and your idea caught my attention. I was thinking of something along the lines of my character was in some sort of accident (car accident perhaps) and as she is recovering, her body's hormones kick into overdrive, causing her to enter puberty a second and third time, causing her body to become very curvy indeed as well as start uncontrolled lactation.

Maybe you run a small recovery center that only takes on one client at a time and you form a bond as you start to heal her, returning her ability to walk and speak, and eventually might fall in love. Perhaps her hormones are off the charts and her bosom continues growing as well and she needs help getting milked by you- a machine or something else to help alleviate the pressure from her engorged breasts and rock hard, sensitive nipples.

Maybe as she's laying down in the hospital bed recovering from her trauma, and notices her sensitive breasts, that were much larger than they were the last time she remembered anything, and going from there, trying to remember her name, what she was doing, and what happened. Does that sound interesting to you at all?

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[/size]Perfect Slut Wife (bimbo/transtroformation/tg) Story C. This story has a male executive who creates his perfect over the top sex slave wife, but then somehow finds himself transformed into her instead! How delicious! Soapy, over the top fun! For this game, I would play the transformed CEO and you would play whomever masterminded her transformed her.

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Maybe the company he is the CEO of, decides to do a hostile takeover. Maybe they are creating believable human sex-slaves, but someone else in the company is trying to replace him as the new CEO and permanently remove him? We can discuss the motivations and desires. Maybe he treated all of his employees terribly and this is the revenge from the entire science team.

He still remembers his previous life and might be angry, try to negotiate out of his body, etc. I'm envisioning the game starts with him waking up in the perfect body he designed for his bimbo, insatiable, slutty, nymphomaniac wife. She would be impossibly beautiful (she could be an android or robot), perhaps even registered as a pleasure bot, with her former self being the original buyer. She would never be taken seriously given how outrageously sexy she was, maybe she has a tramp stamp across her back with her barcode identifiying her as a sex bot. Maybe she can only wear sexy lingerie, high heels, and live on cum and pleasure.

Anyways, I think it would be fun to discuss and work out the finer details.

End of Story C.

Purrfect- Cargirl Story D. I would play the young woman who was forced to become the catgirl, you would play her Enabler/teacher/staffer. This idea doesn’t necessarily have to be a cat girl, it can be any hybridization that brings about change and growth to my character.

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My character is a young college student who is looking to make some extra money by doing one of those "Paid for Clinical Trial" jobs that campuses see all the time.

Amber has done the first three of these without any problems, one time nothing happened, another her skin became perfect, and the last one caused her sexual sensitivity to increase. The last one that she just received last week, has caused her to start and feel strange. She was given a hybrid dna that is slowly turning her into a sexy Cat Girl or Neko- as they are commonly referred to in Anime/Manga. Perhaps your character doesn't see any results after a few days and gives her a mega dose of the transfer agent.

The transformation could also involve science, magic, or even an alien object that somehow Amber finds.

She could experience growth and transformation, becoming taller or shorter, becoming more curvy, perhaps getting an extra set of breasts. She could grow a tail and ears, or even claws on her hands. She could become extremely horny from the hormones that are bathing her body. Maybe she's so sensitive she can no longer wear clothes. Perhaps she can smell arousal and her body gives off pheromones. Maybe her fluids increase the arousals of those around her.

She doesn't understand what's happening to her and the results will probably end of being something very sexy, too.

What sort of transformation do you see Amber having? In your reply about your interest, write about what sort of character you would have and what sort of changes you would want to bring to Amber.

End of Story D

Begin of Story E- Stardom BoundI would play the stardom bound teenager and you would play her Manager/bandmate. For this one I figured someone like Taylor Swift, when she was 18, getting exposed to a lot of opportunity and a lot of temptation, and maybe a few unsavory characters who try to take advantage of someone barely an adult and a tad sheltered/naive, but definitely talented.

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I'm looking for someone to write a young coming of age game where the main character is a teenager who's looking for stardom, looking for her Jack White from the White Stripes to form a duo or small group and 'Making it"

Sophia knew since she was a little girl that she wanted to be a drummer for a rock band. Ever since she was 5 years old she had good rhythm, but she had trouble finding partners who had as much passion as her. She practiced forever, every spare second and gigged with everyone. For some reason (possibly her curvy bouncing, jiggling body), she got a lot of practice.

This story will start right as she had a huge breakup with the lead singer of her last trio, who she felt was on the verge of stardom, but he ended up liking drugs more than his music and more than her.

It would be fine if you just played one character two, and we took turns with the rest of the cast.

There's a lot of angles the story can take and stories that we can explore. Sophia might be willing to explore transformation like Sabrina Sabrok, and, her transformation might eventually overshadow her drumming skills. Maybe your character, the manager, not only encourages her to transform but also wants her to take vocal lessons and take up being a lead singer, or some other angle for her to advance.

End of Story E

Begin of story F- I would play the Fading Starlet who has a newfound surge of fame and you would play her manager/enabler. In this story, my character would be in her late 30s or early 40s, and, was quite famous 20 years ago but then fell out of the public eye. What could bring the public’s interest back to her? A sexy photo of her on the beach in Mexico? A new Boyfriend? A public meltdown ala so many famous people? A sex tape?

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I think it would be fun to explore a character like Punky Brewster when she's all grown up. As Punky hit her teens, puberty hit back, blessing her with a massive set of breasts. She topped out at 38DD on her 5'1" frame and was given the nickname Punky Boobster. She decided to go under the knife to restore herself to a 38C, but as her chest became smaller her opportunities in Hollyweird all but dried up. She has scars on her chest from her reduction surgery and is self-conscious of the scars. She fell on hard times and got into pills and alcohol. It has now been almost 10 years since she was a teenage superstar and she's trying to make a comeback. She receives a strange invitation from a private clinic that promises to return her to health and possibly even her former glory.

Maybe as part of her comeback her former figure can not only be restored, with her beauty being restored to her time in the 20s and her chest not only being restored to her teenage years but even improved upon. She might grow to the point that she's in porn star/fetish star area, especially if as she increases in size, everyone tells her how good she looks, and, that's when she can be trained to appreciate her body and want to improve/increase her curves, not diminish them, possibly lactate, wear leather/latex/corsets all the time, as well as have her libido restored to when she was an out of control teenager. There could also be degradation and humiliation, maybe despite her amazing breasts, she can only orgasm from anal penetration or oral stimulation. There could be training/stretching, piercing/nipple play, lots of chances for her to recover from her addictions and get new ones.

Punky's New Life First Post
Soleil Moonfrye looked at herself in the nightgown, turning herself to the left and right. She was disappointed how she looked. Just twenty years ago she would be spilling out of the top, with her 38F's on her tiny 5 foot 2 frame she looked like the embodiment of sex. Now she was a mother of two and had been living an almost completely different life since she settled down, got a breast reduction, and quit show business. She found one of her old bras at the bottom of her dresser and put it on for old time's sake. She laughed at how absurd it looked. She pulled off her gown and looked at her body in the mirror. She had scars on her breast from the reduction she had decades ago. Besides that, she was in pretty good shape. She was fit and athletic, running almost every day. She watched what she ate and had a very healthy life style. One of her exercise partners had given her a business card about the hot new trend that all of the housewives were trying. The trend reduced the lines of wrinkles and smoothed out skin, helping even to reduce the scars and restore a youthful appearance. She took out her cell phone and called the number and scheduled her first session for tomorrow afternoon.

Her husband, at the beginning was always home. But, for the last five years or so he was almost never home. She had her children to keep her occupied but missed her husband. He had provided her with a chef and a maid, as well as all of the spending money that she could ever want. He worked in business, importing and exporting and gave his family a nice life with private schools, family vacations once a year, and nice cars.

She had colored her hair red for her Punky roll, but for the last twenty years had dyed it a dark brown color, almost red, even though her natural hair color was blonde. She had always been partial to being a red head, she liked the extra looks and stares she got.

As she arrived at the appointment the next day, she parked her Tesla outside and headed inside of the clinic. She smiled pleasantly as she checked herself in and then waited to be called. She gave the receptionist her id and insurance information, this was considered a medical treatment and might even be covered by insurance. She wrote down on the form that she was dreaming about her old life, being a sexy young curvy thing and wanted to enhance her appearance for a second chance at being a movie star, like a phoenix rising from the ashes. She had kept these thoughts to herself, but what harm would it be to write it out on the intake form and explain her deepest, darkest desires?

"Ms Moonfrye?" the nurse called out, leading her into a backroom to change into one of those embarrassing patient robes. A few minutes later she was reclining on a bed, looking a bit nervous as she waited for the nurse or the doctor to explain how this was going to work, how quickly, and what her expected results would be.

End of Story F

Begin of Story GI would play the slave and you would play the fleshcarver. This story is fantasy based, where my character is the Elf Warrioress turned slave, and you are the magician able to change flesh and bone through magical enchantments.

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The Fleshcarver and the Slave. This story has a character of power that transforms a warrior into a pleasure slave. This would be a dramatic change of focus in her life, and eventually the wizard would look to sell her to the Lord, unless he falls in love with her.
Narra

Narra Faenane was bread to be a warrior for the King's Guard, for as long as she could remember that was the only goal and focus she had. She dedicated her life to her liege and would lay down her life without a moment's notice for her king. She is tall, slim, and athletic with a dancer's build. Her body was stronger than it looked, she earned everything that she had through blood, sweat, and tears. She outworked and outfought everyone, she had joined the Guard a little longer than three centuries ago, which was scant by elven times. Narra didn't understand exactly what she was agreeing to when her liege asked for volunteers to live among the humans. She stood forward without hesitation and the King agreed she would be a good choice. She had a month to prepare leaving her homeland and everything she had ever known. She did not make the decision lightly as she waited in her home, second guessing her decision for a few moments. She stood up and slowly removed her armor, pulling the straps off, removing the mithril chain mail. She removed her armor slowly piece by piece, revealing a muscular and toned body that bore the scars of fighting for generations. She had scars on her arm, broken bones, discoloration from injuries. She slept fitfully that night, and was summoned with a knock on the door the following morning.

She put on the ceremonial armor, that was more for show and offered very little in the way of protection. She brushed her hair back and was ready for the two week journey to visit the humans as part of the cultural exchange.  She arrived in the city of Inveree two weeks later and the trip was uneventful.

Narra's arrival in the city was not to the parades and celebrations that she expected. Instead she arrived in the middle of the night, and was ushered down a maze of corridors, heading through multiple buildings, and she ended in a large room, 30 feet by 30 feet that was furnished like a home, some sort of human home by the looks of it.

Two human girls came inside her room, they didn't speak any elvish, but they did draw a bath and bring her new clothes, her clothing was taken away and she had a simple cotton robe given to her to wear. They spent time cleaning her in the bath with soap and warm water, then finished up doing her hair. They helped her get dressed, applying perfume to her athletic body. The girls then left and a human man came into her room with 2 human soldiers, dressed in full battle gear.

"Follow" the man said in elvish. Narra looked around the room, quite nervous and not sure what was happening. This was not at all what she expected, not even close. She followed the man, one of the soldiers walked in front of them and another behind their group. They were lead to a horse drawn carriage, which she entered. She sat in the back row, looking out the window. A few minutes later they were led up a winding cliff to a manor carved in the hillside. As they approached the manor, the only route was blocked by a gate. The gates slowly opened, revealing a small courtyard. As the carriage stopped in the courtyard the others disembarked, leaving Narra in the carriage. She looked around nervously. Lord Hargistan was giddy and couldn't wait to see Kal and talk about his newest find. It had taken a lot of string pulling and gold to grease the transaction, but he had managed to get an Elvish King's Guard and he couldn't want to see what would be possible with Kal's help. Hargistan was very happy, Narra had amazing potential he felt and he couldn't wait to taste her elvish delights.

Narra stood 5' 10 inches tall, 125 pounds, with a lithe dancer's body. Narra had pale skin and light brown hair. She was not beautiful in the classic sense, but she had fine features, a small nose, small chin, and expressive eyes. Her short hair was worn for function, not beauty. She moved with a dancer's grace, even though she was worried about being a stranger in a strange land. She waited her hands folded in her lap, humming an elvish song as she waited for what to happen next. The two soldiers kept an eye on her in the carriage, even as Hargistan would surely meet the master of the house.

End of Story G

Becoming HuCow- Story H. I would play the aspiring megamilker and you would play her Bull/Stud/Trainer. This one already has one story currently going on right now. if I did another, I would want it to be unique and different from the other one. Private message me your ideas!

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Amelia smoothed down her blouse as she added another item from the shelf to her cart. The blouse was old and faded, with several holes near the hem. She was wearing tight leggings. She was tall and thin, she moved with a dancer's grace. Her metabolism was so active that no matter what, she never gained more than a few ounces anywhere on her body. She had a runners body and had loved running for as long as she could remember. Whenever she would run, she would wear her running hood that had a built in respirator to protect her lungs from the unhealthy air. She had fair skin, piercing green eyes, and a shock of bright red hair. Although some people had called her pretty, she had never believed them. She was a dreamer more than anything else, spending her time sketching on her phone, and writing fan-fiction  about her favorite escapes: video games and movies.

She calculated how many credits she had left, tapping her smart phone and reading the amount she had in her account left. She had 7.459 credits left, no where near what she needed to buy. She continued looking around the store, buying low cost generic items. She found a stand for new dairy products, from "Green Pastures". There was a QR code on the bottom of the bottle, out of curiosity she pointed her smart phone at the code. The phone loaded up a page and read some of the personal information from her phone, finding out she was 18 years old, and a pop-up appeared on her screen, asking her to click here to find out about an amazing job opportunity. Amelia ignored the popup, slid her phone back into her purse, and continued shopping. She went home and made dinner for her family. Her father Hector was in failing health and had been for the last five years. Amelia ate sparsely, then headed to her shared room to complete her school work. Like almost all students these days, she completed her course work online.

As she finished her work and took her phone out of the charging cradle, she saw the add again. Clicking on the screen with a slender finger. The ad was custom tailored to Amelia, promising her a large amount of credits if she entered the work program at the Green Pastures Farm, which was less than thirty minutes outside of town, according to the advertisement. She didn't know exactly what the ad was asking, but that there was a huge amount of credits to be made if she took and embraced the opportunity. She filled out a brief questionnaire and the app informed her that a car would pick her up tomorrow morning at 8am.

Amelia took a sonic shower, her family couldn't afford to waste water on something as frivolous as hygiene. She heard her phone chirp at 758am, letting her know her ride would be a minute away. She grabbed her things, nearly everything she owned fit inside of a small suitcase. The all electric car was waiting in front of her house, with the small trunk open, she put the suitcase in the trunk, it closed, and the door opened. She sat down in the small one seated car, and it started driving exactly the speed limit. Less than a half our later, she was deposited in front of a large if ordinary looking farm. She followed the arrows on her cell phone, walking into the lobby and checking in with the secretary.

She looked like a dear with its' lights in a headlight. She was tall and thin, a waifish tomboy. She was as clean as she had been in a month. She radiated positivity and confidence, despite her rather bleak situation.

Amelia was lead into a small theater and  put on a vr headset, she watched an interactive video that showed her because of the lack of supply in Diary there was an opportunity to fill in that niche. Apparently, through specialized medicine, a young woman could be induced to produce not just milk, but immense amounts of milk. The hucow, as she would become, would be able to get bonuses based on how much she made, as well as huge bonuses for getting started and continuing with the program. The entire presentation showed animation and 3d models, so by the end Amelia was still wondering what the hucows looked like.

After the presentation ended, Amelia was a bit shocked. She was handed a tablet and filled out another questionnaire. The tablet told her that if she passed the exam, she would go onto the next round. If she failed, then she would be sent home. She answered the questions as honestly as she could.

Was this real? She was lead into another room and after about ten minutes, was taken to meet one of the executives. As she waited for ten minutes, she did several internet searches, researching and reading everything she could about hucows.  She couldn't believe some of the images she saw, the women, the hucows ranged from large breasted to huge breasted. She wasn't sure if it was real or some sort of Photoshopped on the women.

She had never had anyone take care of her before though and the idea of having a handler that would guide her to be the best, most productive version of herself was exciting. Amelia was still dazed but the potential to make all of the credits had her very excited and interested- especially if she would be able to help her father and set up he own future for herself too.

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Begin Story Idea I
SEED I- Make me a brand, new wife!!

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The basic idea is this- after a high profile divorce, one of the largest entertainers in the world takes an ordinary, plain jain Instagram model, and starts to slowly transform her into a younger, hotter, sexier version of his ex wife.

The concept is loosely based on Kim and Kanye, but it's just taking the inspiration from their whirlwind romance.

The model might start off by becoming more focused on health and increasing her curves and butt. Then she might increase her chest size and only wear designer clothing. Lastly, she might increase her sexual appetite from once a week to once every few hours.

She would get her pleasure zones enhanced, her lips and nipples plumped through surgery, her body hair removed through lasers, and her body sculpted through liposuction and advanced surgeries

That's the basic idea, let me know what you think and if you'd like to explore that with me!

I would play the woman being transformed, you would be the world famous rapper!

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Story J- The stripper inside us all!!

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Story J
A girl next door type wants enrolls in a stripper school to become an ultimate world famous stripper/sex performer. The strip club would be a school during the day and then whatever was learned would be practiced that night, is the basic idea. Your character could be the owner, another stripper, or my characters coach.
My character would be the young, fresh out of high school young woman that wants to become a famous stripper.  She would start off ordinary in appearance, maybe some dancing experience in high school but wants to become the feature dancer, larger than life, making tens of thousands a night for work, sometimes even more for a nightcap.

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Story K- The Succubus- I would play the new found demoness, you would play the person that summoned her.

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Story K-
And another one where my human character gets turned into a sex demoness and has to learn how to use her new powers. You would be the one that started or caused her transformation. Are you trying to create your very own sex demon? Are you a demon yourself and want a partner in crime?
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Story L! Exotic Cam Whore!- I would play the transformed Whore and you would write her enabler/transformer

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First post is up, partner disappeared. Looking for someone to finance the transformation of an Exotic Cam Whore- who maybe starts off with flirty things and ends up being completely transformed and performing in Anal Gangbangs! The sky is the limit in this one. Do you dream of turning your girlfriend or wife into a porn star? here is your chance! Maybe it would start off innocent, she simply wanted to share her love of flowers, or sewing, or baking, but was quickly cajoled into doing more on the camera. She trusts you so she lets your crazy fantasies come true.
https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337634.0

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Story M- Sexy Kinky Obsessed Bimbo Transformation-I would roleplay the ordinary girl, you would roleplay the one behind driving her transformation.

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The basic idea is a regular, girl next door type character is transformed from ordinary, to a sex crazed, fucking obsessed bimbo who needs cum to survive.

This would involve some physical transformation- from ordinary to extraordinary. She might start off skinny and short and be transformed to the ultimate curvy bimbo, gigantic and curvy.

Did she get afflicted with some genetic virus that you can control? Did you create a new synthetic body for your dying wife? Did you find a magic lamp and use a wish on your ex girlfriend?

No transformation is too outlandish.. bring your ideas and let me know what you can bring to the table.

A game where a regular girl seeks to transform herself into Bimbo Sex Goddess.



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Begin Story O
Kind of Famous- a Bimbo Story.

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This second idea revolves around someone young that’s getting into Twitch Streamer, being a Cam Girl, or a performer in a band, or possibly one of your ideas too.

My young, naïve character would have talent but not have the connections or know how to capitalize on it.

Your character would help my character realize her dreams, while unleashing her inner bimbo, through encouragement, contacts, money, magic, tech, or anything else that makes sense in the story.

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Begin of Story LL LADY LUMPS- Magic Pills to Grow a new you!- I would play the transforming research assistant, you would play her research partner, her boss, her boyfriend/girlfriend, or someone else that would have influence over her life to make both small and large changes.

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This game idea has a young researched working at a Pharma company that is going to change the world. They have started by making a pill that increases an attribute- growing it permanently. After their success of Little Bites- Muscle Mass, they have branched out to other areas. Little Bites- Bulge has been their second best seller. Now, Amanda Smalls in Research is doing the trial discovery of their new pills that effect females. These effects are going to start out small, such as plump lips, but within a month or two give her a completely new, horny and insatiable body.

The changes will start to stack up and change the ordinary girl into a sex goddess by the end. We don’t know much about my main character but she’s female and starts off ordinary and vanilla, but through her changes she will end up anything but.

You can be her research partner, her boss, her boyfriend/girlfriend, or someone else that would have influence over her life to make both small and large changes.

What ideas do you have for the game?

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I have space for a few more games here on E.

I like to discuss the ideas and goals of the games and make sure we are both getting enjoyment- and make tweaks as necessary to keep us interested and engaged. If something is not working, please don't just disappear, but write me a message and let me know.

If any of the stories have piqued your interest, please PM me and tell me what sort of character you want to play and what what you will contribute to the story. The game would be hosted in the channels here on Elliquiy, as opposed to instant messaging, email, or anything else.

I'm looking for a partner that writes well, posts 3 to 5 per week, with complete sentences about 5 sentences per reply (one minimum). Gender doesn't matter of the writer but I'm thinking a heterosexual relationship- I could be convinced if she has a female friend that starts off as a girlfriend then becomes her lover. I'm flexible and would love to hear about your ideas and write with you.

Thanks in advance and I hoped you enjoyed reading my ideas and that I hear from you soon!
Magikal

LIST OF TAKEN GAMES.

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TAKEN- Exploring Potterverse- Sexy Style- I would play the brand new pleasure witch, you would play her corruptor

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This next story is a take on Harry Potter, where my character (an original character), is invited to Hogwarts to learn magic, and goes through the ins and outs of training and gaining powers. This would start off PG until all of the characters were of age, as following Elliquiy policies. I'm thinking that my character would be a pleasure mage- where she can gain magical power though pleasure, which of course would be one of the dark arts.

She could learn different spells that affect sexuality, either temporarily or permanently.

The stories would summarize everything up until the main characters were at least 16 or 18 and then continue from there.

Lots of fun and mystery. Let me know if you are interested. We would take what has already been written as a starting point and exploring the universe or at least one of the characters within a various house.

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TAKEN. I would play the young woman who was forced to join the ASA and you would play her teacher/staff/trainer. This story is based on a Young Woman’s Guide to Anal Etiquette, which you can look up on the internet if you like. This is a new story, based in the same world.

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Anna had acted out in her teenage years- everything from stealing her parents car, to sneaking out in the middle of the night, to going through boys like most people went through kleenex when she was in high school.

Her father, was a stern totalitarian who had rules and there were clear punishments for violating the rules. He was a renowned proctologist who had secretly stretched Anna's mom to absurd proportions. He was the one who had started the Anal Slut Academy- known as the ASA by it's students and just about everyone else, donating millions of dollars and helping shape the curriculum. Her father had warned Anna that if she didn't shape up, she would be sent there on her 18th birthday.

Sure enough, on her 18th birthday, there was a knock at her bedroom door as the clock hit midnight. Two men waiting in suits, one holding a suitcase of Anna's things, were there to escort her off her parent's properties.

She was taken to the car and driven to the boarding rooms. Luckily, at the ASA there were always new students entering while older students had 'graduated' into a life of slutdom, so class was in session year round.

Anna was thin and plain- was the best way she would've described herself. She was slightly taller than average, she stood about 5 foot seven inches tall. Her brown hair was dyed flame red. She had no tattoos and no piercings besides three in each ear lobe. Her skin was pale and her medium length brown hair was usually worn pulled back into a single long ponytale.

She quickly realized that each quarter had their own floor, with a total of five, one for each floor and the very top for administration.  The floors were completely locked with keycards that all students were given when they enrolled. She was on the green floor- that was the very bottom and appropriate for freshmen students. Next up were yellows, followed by red, followed by oranges which were the near graduate levels.

Anna unpacked her things, still dazed and dumbfounded that her parents would actually put her into a boarding school. She couldn't believe it. Her schedule on the desk. She looked it over.

1- English- Intro to Erotic Fiction
2- History of Sexuality
3- Beginning Erotic Art
4- PE- Intro to Erotic Arts
5- The Science of Sex

Anna looked at the schedule and laughed, "Is this some sort of joke? They're all based on sex?" She turned on the tv, sure enough, there were only channels of erotic debauchery, starting from tame on the lower channels- mostly girls in bikinis, to the channels in the 20s were stomach churning- sex parties, gangbangs, boobs that were as large as beach balls, some girls butts looked like they had their own zip code, and nymphomaniacs that seemed insatiable, too. She watched thirty seconds of it and was shocked.

She had been with 4 men so far, but none of them longer than a week or two.
 
Anna took a shower in her bathroom, then changed and slept for night. She woke up early, grabbing her things and heading to the first classroom.

The school looked like a regular high school, more or less, except the little touches- posters of naked women, women who were enjoying being fucked by three guys at once, and lots of other scenes of sexuality and debauchery.

She headed to the first room and entered the classroom, sitting down. She was ready to find out what this school was all about, she hoped that it was some sort of joke.

Anna was wearing a sports bra, two tee shirts, and distressed blue jeans along with sneakers. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytale she had given off an air of bored annoyance.

Anna took out her things and looked around the class, noticing the other students. She read the agenda on the board and couldn't believe it, "Just what sort of academy is this?" she whispered under her breath. She found herself looking at the professor, who seemed to be starring at her, and also looking at the door to see how many people were coming in. She counted the seats quickly, at least she would know the maximum size of this particular classroom. She couldn't believe that there was a boarding school for sex, but her father had warned her enough about it that she knew it had to be true. She looked at the aging teacher, who was still handsome in his own middle-aged way, and knew that it was in fact true.

She looked at the picture of the girl holding a cock and just laughed. She had the largest tits that Anna had ever seen. "Wow.. just wow."  She glanced up at the cameras that were recording their every second, the blinking red lights showing that indeed they were working.

"Uhm.. Hi.. You're the only guy here.. what is going on? I'd like to know what was going on here too... This, doesn't seem at all like my last school.. which was a private school in the Hollywood Hills.. this school.. I don't even know what to make of it."

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[magikal]

Last Bump was June 27, 2023.

If any of the below ideas tickle your fancy, please private message me and let me know what your ideas to add to the game are.

Hello! I'm obsessed with transformation.. especially if the transformation is slow, gradual, and against her will. Physical transformation is best, but some mental transformation is fine as long as it compliments the TF. Bimbofication is a good sub-transformation as well. Becoming a nymphomaniac.. cumslut.. addicted to new sensations/adventures.. I'd love to explore writing with you.. planning with you.. and developing a new story. :-)

I currently have several games going on but am always looking for a few more well written stories. Please look at my list and private message me if you are interested. The most recent story is at the top, some of the older ones are at the bottom of this post.

I'm looking for a writing partner to explore these concepts with me. I'm looking for a partner that posts 3 to 5 times per week using the forums. The story would have some transformation/bimbofication and could be a realistic or slightly future setting, depending on what my partner has in mind.

I don't mind pushing the boundaries, eventually she could be a living, walking wet dream who can cum just by wearing clothing. Maybe she gets more horny the longer she doesn't have sex and after a day or two, will have sex with just about anything to get an orgasm.  The more extreme and exaggerated, the more fun. Even her mind could be changed to love pleasure but, obviously there would be enough there to push the story forward, she couldn't simply become unplayable and unenjoyable, though. No such thing as too large breasts, too curvaceous, too much pleasure, too many modifications, or too many changes to enjoy sex.

I do have some on/offs that you can be aware of- no animals, no scat, nothing excessively gross.

I’ve created a curated list of games and the styles of games that I enjoy playing. There are a dozen story ideas listed below in no particular order, although some do have a slight overlap.

Please message me if you're interested!
magikal

STORIES CURRENTLY LOOKING FOR A PARTNER!

BEGIN Story A- Cloud 9 Megabusts- I would play the aspiring megabuster and you would be the enabler/encourager. This story is based on what might happen when/if technology runs crazy and unopposed. People’s imaginations would be the only thing limiting progress.

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The year was 2117, humans had started expanding into the local solar system, with a few space stations that littered the solar system. One was around Venus, three around earth, and several more around the outer planets. Most people watched tri-d videos for entertainment, a mix of virtual reality that was projected directly inside of one's head. Biotechnology and Geningeering had touched just about every aspect of life. Energy was plentiful from efficient solar panels, most objects could be 3d printed- everyone had one in their home. People had started splicing in aspects from other creatures, creating hybrids, cat ears and tales were some of the most popular, so were other animal's traits like strength, claws, breathing underwater, and sense of smell.

Eliza had just turned 18 and although was a purebreed human that raised in the biodomes on Earth, she longed for space exploration, especially if she could ever work as a dancer on a space station, or even her ultimate dream, a pillow woman- a high paid escort that had her curves expanded beyond the human norm, she was so large that she had to function in low gravity or no gravity only, otherwise her prodigious assets would prove impossible for getting around in her normal day to day routine, when she wasn't floating through the stage looking like a pair of moons. As she graduated high school, her parents surprised her with a one way ticket to Cloud 9- the most luxury space station in the entire solar system. This was set up near the Kuiper belt, near Jupiter, and was dripping with wealth and excess.

As Eliza arrives at Cloud 9, she finds a job in one of the many bars bartending first and, eventually dancing on stage. Although the pillow girls commanded huge fees, some guys preferred the more natural earthling girls, which Eliza certainly fit the bill. Her love of dancing and sleek, slender frame caused her to be a very popular dancer. She had been working at the Treasure Chest for about a month now and tonight was like any other night. She went to the main stage and did her dance- a combination of pole dancing and freestyle, getting nearly nude by the end of the show. She had another healthy night of tips, people through cred chips onto the stage or ran their cards through the slot reader on her outer thigh. She could afford rent for another month. She was so jazzed after performing that she grabbed a bite to eat and sat down at a nearby restaurant.

There was a news story today, Baby Face Debbie was retiring, as Cloud 9's reigning pillow girl. On her tablet was huge, curvy women, the smallest of which had a bust the size of a small car. The largest looked like she had a couch strapped to her chest. The funny thing was, the crowd ate up the women's massive displays of cleavage, their cheers and hoots were very loud. Simultaneously Elia pulled up a recent video of her dancing, she had better moves, her tatas were much, much smaller. Eliza seemed to be dreaming as she ate her soy pasta, not really glancing up, but thumbing through pics and videos of abnormally busty women doing abnormally gymnastic things.

One of the cloud women was retiring, having her breasts shrank to half their current size and there was an open audition for girls who thought they had what was needed to become the next amazing pillow girl. Eliza tapped the date and it was instantly added to her tablet, she wondered if normal girls applied or only girls that already had megabusts applied only.

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Begin of Story B- Cyberpunk Playbeing Mod. A character wakes up in a brand new, exotic body and has to figure out how she got there. MC would be the modified playbeing and you would be the GM. Some familiaritiy with Cyberpunk might be beneficial, but not really necessary.

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My Cyberpunk character would wake up in a brand new, custom designed and made for sex/pleasure body, and try to figure out how she got there. This is inspired by the new Cyberpunk Video game but also the roleplaying game that has been around forever. She would be transformed into a Pleasurebot, with inhuman curves and skyhigh libido. She would be as sexy as she was deadly.

Exotic fashion is incredibly expensive,
time consuming and usually a hobby
among only the very rich and very bored.
Prices are based on the individual enhancements."

And those prices -start- at 3,000 eb and go up.

Now, by Chrome 2, things had changed a bit. Roughly 2022.

Biotechnica offers many attractive options.

Light Exotic work, such as cat-teeth (500 EB) or minor facial work - cat ears, whiskers, 1000 eb, it's much more affordable.

The Bunny, 1250 eb.

The mouse-detective look, 1450 eb.

The KatNip package, 3400 eb.

All prices before surgery cost - which can add up, but that's true of all cyberware.

If you want to look like a ferret, you shell out 2100 eb after everything. Not cheap, when the average cit makes 3200 eb per year (above the table har har), but compared to a single base cyberarm (3,000) plus surgery (2500) for 5500 eb, suddenly the Bunny Exotic package at 1750 eb total looks much more reasonable.

Heavier exotics, like Dragon and Bear, cost more like serious cyberware still. Bear, at the top end, would run you 30,400 eb. Bughouse - really alien, or even Alien - even worse

I'm thinking she'd be a fetish model who has extreme, unrealistic plastic fantastic curves, but doesn't remember how she got there. We'd discuss this idea and build a world around it and go from there.
I think it would be a lot of fun.

Here's an opening that we could use for the starting, or something similar:
Liza tried to open her eyes, but, all she saw was darkness. She tried to sit up, but was unable to move. She realized she was holding her breath, what was happening, she thought worriedly? She heard a machine, some sort of breathing machine. She became scared, but, still couldn’t move. She tried to open her eyes with all of her might, slowly, ever so slowly, her left eye started to open. She saw only darkness and a few blurry lights.

She had a splitting headache and the light from the blurry lights made her wince and close her eyes. She felt a pressure on her chest, slowly opening her eyes again. She saw the shirt she was wearing, stretched tight. She couldn’t believe what she saw. Her chest was at least a DD, if not larger. Did she always have such a curvy figure? She couldn’t remember. She even noticed her thick hard nipples nearly piercing her thin top.

She slowly sat up, she was wearing a hospital gown that was stretched to the limit. She was hooked up to several things- an iv, a monitor, and something else. Her legs were tied down with thick buckles. She was wearing something on her head as well, a bandage? She looked around, she was in a small hospital or aftercare room of some sort. There was a clear bag of her things off to the left. She reached to untie the buckle on her legs then grabbed the bag of things. Her name was Eliza Jones she found out from the California Driver’s License, apparently, she was a rather ordinary looking fair skinned woman. She checked her purse and found a compact, pulling it out and looking at the small circle. She was ravishingly beautiful, with bright green eyes and brilliantly red hair. Was she Eliza? If not, why did she have her possessions?

She also found her clothes, there was jeans, a white tank top filled with blood, as well as bra and panties. Something didn’t seem right to her so she checked the bra, and sure enough, they said 36A. She laughed, which caused a flash of pain down her body.

She pressed the help button her bed, hoping someone would come in and explain what she was doing here and what sort of accident she was on, and, hopefully explain what happened to her body, and, if these were her clothes, why she had looked so much different.

I was looking through the new thread forum and your idea caught my attention. I was thinking of something along the lines of my character was in some sort of accident (car accident perhaps) and as she is recovering, her body's hormones kick into overdrive, causing her to enter puberty a second and third time, causing her body to become very curvy indeed as well as start uncontrolled lactation.

Maybe you run a small recovery center that only takes on one client at a time and you form a bond as you start to heal her, returning her ability to walk and speak, and eventually might fall in love. Perhaps her hormones are off the charts and her bosom continues growing as well and she needs help getting milked by you- a machine or something else to help alleviate the pressure from her engorged breasts and rock hard, sensitive nipples.

Maybe as she's laying down in the hospital bed recovering from her trauma, and notices her sensitive breasts, that were much larger than they were the last time she remembered anything, and going from there, trying to remember her name, what she was doing, and what happened. Does that sound interesting to you at all?

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Perfect Slut Wife (bimbo/transtroformation/tg) Story C. This story has a male executive who creates his perfect over the top sex slave wife, but then somehow finds himself transformed into her instead! How delicious! Soapy, over the top fun! For this game, I would play the transformed CEO and you would play whomever masterminded her transformed her.

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Maybe the company he is the CEO of, decides to do a hostile takeover. Maybe they are creating believable human sex-slaves, but someone else in the company is trying to replace him as the new CEO and permanently remove him? We can discuss the motivations and desires. Maybe he treated all of his employees terribly and this is the revenge from the entire science team.

He still remembers his previous life and might be angry, try to negotiate out of his body, etc. I'm envisioning the game starts with him waking up in the perfect body he designed for his bimbo, insatiable, slutty, nymphomaniac wife. She would be impossibly beautiful (she could be an android or robot), perhaps even registered as a pleasure bot, with her former self being the original buyer. She would never be taken seriously given how outrageously sexy she was, maybe she has a tramp stamp across her back with her barcode identifiying her as a sex bot. Maybe she can only wear sexy lingerie, high heels, and live on cum and pleasure.

Anyways, I think it would be fun to discuss and work out the finer details.

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Purrfect- Cargirl Story D. I would play the young woman who was forced to become the catgirl, you would play her Enabler/teacher/staffer. This idea doesn’t necessarily have to be a cat girl, it can be any hybridization that brings about change and growth to my character.

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My character is a young college student who is looking to make some extra money by doing one of those "Paid for Clinical Trial" jobs that campuses see all the time.

Amber has done the first three of these without any problems, one time nothing happened, another her skin became perfect, and the last one caused her sexual sensitivity to increase. The last one that she just received last week, has caused her to start and feel strange. She was given a hybrid dna that is slowly turning her into a sexy Cat Girl or Neko- as they are commonly referred to in Anime/Manga. Perhaps your character doesn't see any results after a few days and gives her a mega dose of the transfer agent.

The transformation could also involve science, magic, or even an alien object that somehow Amber finds.

She could experience growth and transformation, becoming taller or shorter, becoming more curvy, perhaps getting an extra set of breasts. She could grow a tail and ears, or even claws on her hands. She could become extremely horny from the hormones that are bathing her body. Maybe she's so sensitive she can no longer wear clothes. Perhaps she can smell arousal and her body gives off pheromones. Maybe her fluids increase the arousals of those around her.

She doesn't understand what's happening to her and the results will probably end of being something very sexy, too.

What sort of transformation do you see Amber having? In your reply about your interest, write about what sort of character you would have and what sort of changes you would want to bring to Amber.

End of Story D

Begin of Story E- Stardom BoundI would play the stardom bound teenager and you would play her Manager/bandmate. For this one I figured someone like Taylor Swift, when she was 18, getting exposed to a lot of opportunity and a lot of temptation, and maybe a few unsavory characters who try to take advantage of someone barely an adult and a tad sheltered/naive, but definitely talented.

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I'm looking for someone to write a young coming of age game where the main character is a teenager who's looking for stardom, looking for her Jack White from the White Stripes to form a duo or small group and 'Making it"

Sophia knew since she was a little girl that she wanted to be a drummer for a rock band. Ever since she was 5 years old she had good rhythm, but she had trouble finding partners who had as much passion as her. She practiced forever, every spare second and gigged with everyone. For some reason (possibly her curvy bouncing, jiggling body), she got a lot of practice.

This story will start right as she had a huge breakup with the lead singer of her last trio, who she felt was on the verge of stardom, but he ended up liking drugs more than his music and more than her.

It would be fine if you just played one character two, and we took turns with the rest of the cast.

There's a lot of angles the story can take and stories that we can explore. Sophia might be willing to explore transformation like Sabrina Sabrok, and, her transformation might eventually overshadow her drumming skills. Maybe your character, the manager, not only encourages her to transform but also wants her to take vocal lessons and take up being a lead singer, or some other angle for her to advance.

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Begin of story F- I would play the Fading Starlet who has a newfound surge of fame and you would play her manager/enabler. In this story, my character would be in her late 30s or early 40s, and, was quite famous 20 years ago but then fell out of the public eye. What could bring the public’s interest back to her? A sexy photo of her on the beach in Mexico? A new Boyfriend? A public meltdown ala so many famous people? A sex tape?

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I think it would be fun to explore a character like Punky Brewster when she's all grown up. As Punky hit her teens, puberty hit back, blessing her with a massive set of breasts. She topped out at 38DD on her 5'1" frame and was given the nickname Punky Boobster. She decided to go under the knife to restore herself to a 38C, but as her chest became smaller her opportunities in Hollyweird all but dried up. She has scars on her chest from her reduction surgery and is self-conscious of the scars. She fell on hard times and got into pills and alcohol. It has now been almost 10 years since she was a teenage superstar and she's trying to make a comeback. She receives a strange invitation from a private clinic that promises to return her to health and possibly even her former glory.

Maybe as part of her comeback her former figure can not only be restored, with her beauty being restored to her time in the 20s and her chest not only being restored to her teenage years but even improved upon. She might grow to the point that she's in porn star/fetish star area, especially if as she increases in size, everyone tells her how good she looks, and, that's when she can be trained to appreciate her body and want to improve/increase her curves, not diminish them, possibly lactate, wear leather/latex/corsets all the time, as well as have her libido restored to when she was an out of control teenager. There could also be degradation and humiliation, maybe despite her amazing breasts, she can only orgasm from anal penetration or oral stimulation. There could be training/stretching, piercing/nipple play, lots of chances for her to recover from her addictions and get new ones.

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Soleil Moonfrye looked at herself in the nightgown, turning herself to the left and right. She was disappointed how she looked. Just twenty years ago she would be spilling out of the top, with her 38F's on her tiny 5 foot 2 frame she looked like the embodiment of sex. Now she was a mother of two and had been living an almost completely different life since she settled down, got a breast reduction, and quit show business. She found one of her old bras at the bottom of her dresser and put it on for old time's sake. She laughed at how absurd it looked. She pulled off her gown and looked at her body in the mirror. She had scars on her breast from the reduction she had decades ago. Besides that, she was in pretty good shape. She was fit and athletic, running almost every day. She watched what she ate and had a very healthy life style. One of her exercise partners had given her a business card about the hot new trend that all of the housewives were trying. The trend reduced the lines of wrinkles and smoothed out skin, helping even to reduce the scars and restore a youthful appearance. She took out her cell phone and called the number and scheduled her first session for tomorrow afternoon.

Her husband, at the beginning was always home. But, for the last five years or so he was almost never home. She had her children to keep her occupied but missed her husband. He had provided her with a chef and a maid, as well as all of the spending money that she could ever want. He worked in business, importing and exporting and gave his family a nice life with private schools, family vacations once a year, and nice cars.

She had colored her hair red for her Punky roll, but for the last twenty years had dyed it a dark brown color, almost red, even though her natural hair color was blonde. She had always been partial to being a red head, she liked the extra looks and stares she got.

As she arrived at the appointment the next day, she parked her Tesla outside and headed inside of the clinic. She smiled pleasantly as she checked herself in and then waited to be called. She gave the receptionist her id and insurance information, this was considered a medical treatment and might even be covered by insurance. She wrote down on the form that she was dreaming about her old life, being a sexy young curvy thing and wanted to enhance her appearance for a second chance at being a movie star, like a phoenix rising from the ashes. She had kept these thoughts to herself, but what harm would it be to write it out on the intake form and explain her deepest, darkest desires?

"Ms Moonfrye?" the nurse called out, leading her into a backroom to change into one of those embarrassing patient robes. A few minutes later she was reclining on a bed, looking a bit nervous as she waited for the nurse or the doctor to explain how this was going to work, how quickly, and what her expected results would be.

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Begin of Story GI would play the slave and you would play the fleshcarver. This story is fantasy based, where my character is the Elf Warrioress turned slave, and you are the magician able to change flesh and bone through magical enchantments.

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The Fleshcarver and the Slave. This story has a character of power that transforms a warrior into a pleasure slave. This would be a dramatic change of focus in her life, and eventually the wizard would look to sell her to the Lord, unless he falls in love with her.
Narra

Narra Faenane was bread to be a warrior for the King's Guard, for as long as she could remember that was the only goal and focus she had. She dedicated her life to her liege and would lay down her life without a moment's notice for her king. She is tall, slim, and athletic with a dancer's build. Her body was stronger than it looked, she earned everything that she had through blood, sweat, and tears. She outworked and outfought everyone, she had joined the Guard a little longer than three centuries ago, which was scant by elven times. Narra didn't understand exactly what she was agreeing to when her liege asked for volunteers to live among the humans. She stood forward without hesitation and the King agreed she would be a good choice. She had a month to prepare leaving her homeland and everything she had ever known. She did not make the decision lightly as she waited in her home, second guessing her decision for a few moments. She stood up and slowly removed her armor, pulling the straps off, removing the mithril chain mail. She removed her armor slowly piece by piece, revealing a muscular and toned body that bore the scars of fighting for generations. She had scars on her arm, broken bones, discoloration from injuries. She slept fitfully that night, and was summoned with a knock on the door the following morning.

She put on the ceremonial armor, that was more for show and offered very little in the way of protection. She brushed her hair back and was ready for the two week journey to visit the humans as part of the cultural exchange.  She arrived in the city of Inveree two weeks later and the trip was uneventful.

Narra's arrival in the city was not to the parades and celebrations that she expected. Instead she arrived in the middle of the night, and was ushered down a maze of corridors, heading through multiple buildings, and she ended in a large room, 30 feet by 30 feet that was furnished like a home, some sort of human home by the looks of it.

Two human girls came inside her room, they didn't speak any elvish, but they did draw a bath and bring her new clothes, her clothing was taken away and she had a simple cotton robe given to her to wear. They spent time cleaning her in the bath with soap and warm water, then finished up doing her hair. They helped her get dressed, applying perfume to her athletic body. The girls then left and a human man came into her room with 2 human soldiers, dressed in full battle gear.

"Follow" the man said in elvish. Narra looked around the room, quite nervous and not sure what was happening. This was not at all what she expected, not even close. She followed the man, one of the soldiers walked in front of them and another behind their group. They were lead to a horse drawn carriage, which she entered. She sat in the back row, looking out the window. A few minutes later they were led up a winding cliff to a manor carved in the hillside. As they approached the manor, the only route was blocked by a gate. The gates slowly opened, revealing a small courtyard. As the carriage stopped in the courtyard the others disembarked, leaving Narra in the carriage. She looked around nervously. Lord Hargistan was giddy and couldn't wait to see Kal and talk about his newest find. It had taken a lot of string pulling and gold to grease the transaction, but he had managed to get an Elvish King's Guard and he couldn't want to see what would be possible with Kal's help. Hargistan was very happy, Narra had amazing potential he felt and he couldn't wait to taste her elvish delights.

Narra stood 5' 10 inches tall, 125 pounds, with a lithe dancer's body. Narra had pale skin and light brown hair. She was not beautiful in the classic sense, but she had fine features, a small nose, small chin, and expressive eyes. Her short hair was worn for function, not beauty. She moved with a dancer's grace, even though she was worried about being a stranger in a strange land. She waited her hands folded in her lap, humming an elvish song as she waited for what to happen next. The two soldiers kept an eye on her in the carriage, even as Hargistan would surely meet the master of the house.

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Becoming HuCow- Story H. I would play the aspiring megamilker and you would play her Bull/Stud/Trainer. This one already has one story currently going on right now. if I did another, I would want it to be unique and different from the other one. Private message me your ideas!

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Amelia smoothed down her blouse as she added another item from the shelf to her cart. The blouse was old and faded, with several holes near the hem. She was wearing tight leggings. She was tall and thin, she moved with a dancer's grace. Her metabolism was so active that no matter what, she never gained more than a few ounces anywhere on her body. She had a runners body and had loved running for as long as she could remember. Whenever she would run, she would wear her running hood that had a built in respirator to protect her lungs from the unhealthy air. She had fair skin, piercing green eyes, and a shock of bright red hair. Although some people had called her pretty, she had never believed them. She was a dreamer more than anything else, spending her time sketching on her phone, and writing fan-fiction  about her favorite escapes: video games and movies.

She calculated how many credits she had left, tapping her smart phone and reading the amount she had in her account left. She had 7.459 credits left, no where near what she needed to buy. She continued looking around the store, buying low cost generic items. She found a stand for new dairy products, from "Green Pastures". There was a QR code on the bottom of the bottle, out of curiosity she pointed her smart phone at the code. The phone loaded up a page and read some of the personal information from her phone, finding out she was 18 years old, and a pop-up appeared on her screen, asking her to click here to find out about an amazing job opportunity. Amelia ignored the popup, slid her phone back into her purse, and continued shopping. She went home and made dinner for her family. Her father Hector was in failing health and had been for the last five years. Amelia ate sparsely, then headed to her shared room to complete her school work. Like almost all students these days, she completed her course work online.

As she finished her work and took her phone out of the charging cradle, she saw the add again. Clicking on the screen with a slender finger. The ad was custom tailored to Amelia, promising her a large amount of credits if she entered the work program at the Green Pastures Farm, which was less than thirty minutes outside of town, according to the advertisement. She didn't know exactly what the ad was asking, but that there was a huge amount of credits to be made if she took and embraced the opportunity. She filled out a brief questionnaire and the app informed her that a car would pick her up tomorrow morning at 8am.

Amelia took a sonic shower, her family couldn't afford to waste water on something as frivolous as hygiene. She heard her phone chirp at 758am, letting her know her ride would be a minute away. She grabbed her things, nearly everything she owned fit inside of a small suitcase. The all electric car was waiting in front of her house, with the small trunk open, she put the suitcase in the trunk, it closed, and the door opened. She sat down in the small one seated car, and it started driving exactly the speed limit. Less than a half our later, she was deposited in front of a large if ordinary looking farm. She followed the arrows on her cell phone, walking into the lobby and checking in with the secretary.

She looked like a dear with its' lights in a headlight. She was tall and thin, a waifish tomboy. She was as clean as she had been in a month. She radiated positivity and confidence, despite her rather bleak situation.

Amelia was lead into a small theater and  put on a vr headset, she watched an interactive video that showed her because of the lack of supply in Diary there was an opportunity to fill in that niche. Apparently, through specialized medicine, a young woman could be induced to produce not just milk, but immense amounts of milk. The hucow, as she would become, would be able to get bonuses based on how much she made, as well as huge bonuses for getting started and continuing with the program. The entire presentation showed animation and 3d models, so by the end Amelia was still wondering what the hucows looked like.

After the presentation ended, Amelia was a bit shocked. She was handed a tablet and filled out another questionnaire. The tablet told her that if she passed the exam, she would go onto the next round. If she failed, then she would be sent home. She answered the questions as honestly as she could.

Was this real? She was lead into another room and after about ten minutes, was taken to meet one of the executives. As she waited for ten minutes, she did several internet searches, researching and reading everything she could about hucows.  She couldn't believe some of the images she saw, the women, the hucows ranged from large breasted to huge breasted. She wasn't sure if it was real or some sort of Photoshopped on the women.

She had never had anyone take care of her before though and the idea of having a handler that would guide her to be the best, most productive version of herself was exciting. Amelia was still dazed but the potential to make all of the credits had her very excited and interested- especially if she would be able to help her father and set up he own future for herself too.

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Begin Story Idea I
SEED I- Make me a brand, new wife!!

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The basic idea is this- after a high profile divorce, one of the largest entertainers in the world takes an ordinary, plain jain Instagram model, and starts to slowly transform her into a younger, hotter, sexier version of his ex wife.

The concept is loosely based on Kim and Kanye, but it's just taking the inspiration from their whirlwind romance.

The model might start off by becoming more focused on health and increasing her curves and butt. Then she might increase her chest size and only wear designer clothing. Lastly, she might increase her sexual appetite from once a week to once every few hours.

She would get her pleasure zones enhanced, her lips and nipples plumped through surgery, her body hair removed through lasers, and her body sculpted through liposuction and advanced surgeries

That's the basic idea, let me know what you think and if you'd like to explore that with me!

I would play the woman being transformed, you would be the world famous rapper!

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Begin Story Idea J
Story J- The stripper inside us all!!

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Story J
A girl next door type wants enrolls in a stripper school to become an ultimate world famous stripper/sex performer. The strip club would be a school during the day and then whatever was learned would be practiced that night, is the basic idea. Your character could be the owner, another stripper, or my characters coach.
My character would be the young, fresh out of high school young woman that wants to become a famous stripper.  She would start off ordinary in appearance, maybe some dancing experience in high school but wants to become the feature dancer, larger than life, making tens of thousands a night for work, sometimes even more for a nightcap.

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Story K- The Succubus- I would play the new found demoness, you would play the person that summoned her.

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Story K-
And another one where my human character gets turned into a sex demoness and has to learn how to use her new powers. You would be the one that started or caused her transformation. Are you trying to create your very own sex demon? Are you a demon yourself and want a partner in crime?
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Story L! Exotic Cam Whore!- I would play the transformed Whore and you would write her enabler/transformer

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First post is up, partner disappeared. Looking for someone to finance the transformation of an Exotic Cam Whore- who maybe starts off with flirty things and ends up being completely transformed and performing in Anal Gangbangs! The sky is the limit in this one. Do you dream of turning your girlfriend or wife into a porn star? here is your chance! Maybe it would start off innocent, she simply wanted to share her love of flowers, or sewing, or baking, but was quickly cajoled into doing more on the camera. She trusts you so she lets your crazy fantasies come true.
https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337634.0

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Story M- Sexy Kinky Obsessed Bimbo Transformation-I would roleplay the ordinary girl, you would roleplay the one behind driving her transformation.

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The basic idea is a regular, girl next door type character is transformed from ordinary, to a sex crazed, fucking obsessed bimbo who needs cum to survive.

This would involve some physical transformation- from ordinary to extraordinary. She might start off skinny and short and be transformed to the ultimate curvy bimbo, gigantic and curvy.

Did she get afflicted with some genetic virus that you can control? Did you create a new synthetic body for your dying wife? Did you find a magic lamp and use a wish on your ex girlfriend?

No transformation is too outlandish.. bring your ideas and let me know what you can bring to the table.

A game where a regular girl seeks to transform herself into Bimbo Sex Goddess.



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Begin Story N- Star Wars Idea

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My first idea is an original story in the Star Wars Universe. My character would be force sensitive and learning how to wield the force, where your character would be a master force user.

You would use the force to corrupt and transform my character from an ordinary girl into an exotic force of pleasure and change. My character could be a Twilek slave that can be programmed to do/be whatever her master wants, she might be an ordinary human, she could be some sort of android. There are a wide variety of options.

In the starter thread posted below, my character has strange dreams about a previous life and doesn’t understand what it means. She would attract a force user that wants to change/manipulate her.

Narra gathered the cloak around her shoulders and left her small unit. She only had to go two blocks and it was still early, so relatively safe on the streets of the Capitol. She went to a popular watering hole and did a sound check earlier in the day. She then arrived 30 minutes early to get prepared for her set.  She did her own hair and makeup, then switched into a beautiful gown for her performance this evening. Sometimes, there was an electricity in the air and this was one of those nights. As she walked onto the stage, the lights were dimmed with a auto tracking spotlight on her. She launched into her set this evening and something felt perfect about tonight. Her voice sounded extra emotive, bringing out the pain, love, and heartbreak of the Jedis and Sith of lore.

Narra Sarafin had always relied on her whit's to get out of any situation, no matter how sticky. She was a survivor first most and an opportunist, second most. She was born on Coruscant, living in the shadows of the wealthy and the elite. Her mother was a discarded pleasure slave that Narra never knew. The years of hard living had started to take a toll on Narra, although she was barely 18, she looked 5 years, even ten years older, that is what survival will do for your complexion and appearance.

She was tall and thin for a human, with brown hair and brown eyes. When she was young she found out that she had a talent for singing and dancing, which she did religiously. She would be on the streets of the Capitol, singing, dancing, doing anything she could to get a few credits to buy enough food to last her through the day.

Narra stood above average height for a human, with toned arms and strong legs, she was more or less happy with her appearance, which most men told her were 'cute'. She had an athletic build, with moderately long hair. She loved singing and enjoyed herself on stage, but this time, there was something different in the air.

She had been singing at the local cantina for the last 6 months and was excited to perform twice a night, the tips were generally pretty good and things had recently started to turn around for her. She had scrapped together enough credits to rent a little unit, so at least she could sleep in relative safety. Something was different tonight, but she couldn't put her finger on what it was exactly. She launched into her set, the crowd loved it, her tales of jedi love and loss, sith love and loss, really seemed to resonate with the crowd.

Narra fed off the energy of the crowd, they made her perform even better. Her outfit showed off some of her physique, although she looked more like a girl next door type than a world or quadrant famous singer. The guards did a good job of keeping rowdy people away from the stage. She had a hat at the end of stage that was starting to fill up generously for her singing her soul out tonight.

As the last note played, she did her most famous song as the encore. Three and a half minutes later she was smiling and thanking the crowd as they erupted into applause.

She thanked everyone, waving and smiling, then heading to get the hat that had many cred chips of all sizes and amounts.

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Begin Story O
Kind of Famous- a Bimbo Story.

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This second idea revolves around someone young that’s getting into Twitch Streamer, being a Cam Girl, or a performer in a band, or possibly one of your ideas too.

My young, naïve character would have talent but not have the connections or know how to capitalize on it.

Your character would help my character realize her dreams, while unleashing her inner bimbo, through encouragement, contacts, money, magic, tech, or anything else that makes sense in the story.

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I have space for a few more games here on E.

I like to discuss the ideas and goals of the games and make sure we are both getting enjoyment- and make tweaks as necessary to keep us interested and engaged. If something is not working, please don't just disappear, but write me a message and let me know.

If any of the stories have piqued your interest, please PM me and tell me what sort of character you want to play and what what you will contribute to the story. The game would be hosted in the channels here on Elliquiy, as opposed to instant messaging, email, or anything else.

I'm looking for a partner that writes well, posts 3 to 5 per week, with complete sentences about 5 sentences per reply (one minimum). Gender doesn't matter of the writer but I'm thinking a heterosexual relationship- I could be convinced if she has a female friend that starts off as a girlfriend then becomes her lover. I'm flexible and would love to hear about your ideas and write with you.

Thanks in advance and I hoped you enjoyed reading my ideas and that I hear from you soon!
Magikal

LIST OF TAKEN GAMES.

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TAKEN- Exploring Potterverse- Sexy Style- I would play the brand new pleasure witch, you would play her corruptor

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This next story is a take on Harry Potter, where my character (an original character), is invited to Hogwarts to learn magic, and goes through the ins and outs of training and gaining powers. This would start off PG until all of the characters were of age, as following Elliquiy policies. I'm thinking that my character would be a pleasure mage- where she can gain magical power though pleasure, which of course would be one of the dark arts.

She could learn different spells that affect sexuality, either temporarily or permanently.

The stories would summarize everything up until the main characters were at least 16 or 18 and then continue from there.

Lots of fun and mystery. Let me know if you are interested. We would take what has already been written as a starting point and exploring the universe or at least one of the characters within a various house.

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TAKEN- Corruption of Champions Style Game- I would play the transforming heroine, you would play the GM leading the adventures as the heroine is transformed! This one has always interested me but I’ve never found the right partner that could keep the story going more than a few posts. I think it would be a lot of fun, especially as we don’t know where the story is going or what can happen next.

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My character wakes up in a brand new world with nothing at all. All of the things in the world aren’t out to hurt you, but to corrupt you and make you more horny and barely able to think or function.

The changes will start to stack up and change the ordinary girl into a sex goddess by the end.

This can be loosely based on COC and more focused on the storytelling.

We don’t know much about my main character but she’s female and starts off ordinary and vanilla, but through her changes she will end up anything but.

You can be her guide, the ghost whispering in her ear, or even her magic sentient bra that encourages her to continue gaining power and increasing her curves.

[bTAKEN- ]LADY LUMPS- Magic Pills to Grow a new you!- I would play the transforming research assistant, you would play her research partner, her boss, her boyfriend/girlfriend, or someone else that would have influence over her life to make both small and large changes.[/b]

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This game idea has a young researched working at a Pharma company that is going to change the world. They have started by making a pill that increases an attribute- growing it permanently. After their success of Little Bites- Muscle Mass, they have branched out to other areas. Little Bites- Bulge has been their second best seller. Now, Amanda Smalls in Research is doing the trial discovery of their new pills that effect females. These effects are going to start out small, such as plump lips, but within a month or two give her a completely new, horny and insatiable body.

The changes will start to stack up and change the ordinary girl into a sex goddess by the end. We don’t know much about my main character but she’s female and starts off ordinary and vanilla, but through her changes she will end up anything but.

You can be her research partner, her boss, her boyfriend/girlfriend, or someone else that would have influence over her life to make both small and large changes.

What ideas do you have for the game?

TAKEN. I would play the young woman who was forced to join the ASA and you would play her teacher/staff/trainer. This story is based on a Young Woman’s Guide to Anal Etiquette, which you can look up on the internet if you like. This is a new story, based in the same world.

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Anna had acted out in her teenage years- everything from stealing her parents car, to sneaking out in the middle of the night, to going through boys like most people went through kleenex when she was in high school.

Her father, was a stern totalitarian who had rules and there were clear punishments for violating the rules. He was a renowned proctologist who had secretly stretched Anna's mom to absurd proportions. He was the one who had started the Anal Slut Academy- known as the ASA by it's students and just about everyone else, donating millions of dollars and helping shape the curriculum. Her father had warned Anna that if she didn't shape up, she would be sent there on her 18th birthday.

Sure enough, on her 18th birthday, there was a knock at her bedroom door as the clock hit midnight. Two men waiting in suits, one holding a suitcase of Anna's things, were there to escort her off her parent's properties.

She was taken to the car and driven to the boarding rooms. Luckily, at the ASA there were always new students entering while older students had 'graduated' into a life of slutdom, so class was in session year round.

Anna was thin and plain- was the best way she would've described herself. She was slightly taller than average, she stood about 5 foot seven inches tall. Her brown hair was dyed flame red. She had no tattoos and no piercings besides three in each ear lobe. Her skin was pale and her medium length brown hair was usually worn pulled back into a single long ponytale.

She quickly realized that each quarter had their own floor, with a total of five, one for each floor and the very top for administration.  The floors were completely locked with keycards that all students were given when they enrolled. She was on the green floor- that was the very bottom and appropriate for freshmen students. Next up were yellows, followed by red, followed by oranges which were the near graduate levels.

Anna unpacked her things, still dazed and dumbfounded that her parents would actually put her into a boarding school. She couldn't believe it. Her schedule on the desk. She looked it over.

1- English- Intro to Erotic Fiction
2- History of Sexuality
3- Beginning Erotic Art
4- PE- Intro to Erotic Arts
5- The Science of Sex

Anna looked at the schedule and laughed, "Is this some sort of joke? They're all based on sex?" She turned on the tv, sure enough, there were only channels of erotic debauchery, starting from tame on the lower channels- mostly girls in bikinis, to the channels in the 20s were stomach churning- sex parties, gangbangs, boobs that were as large as beach balls, some girls butts looked like they had their own zip code, and nymphomaniacs that seemed insatiable, too. She watched thirty seconds of it and was shocked.

She had been with 4 men so far, but none of them longer than a week or two.

Anna took a shower in her bathroom, then changed and slept for night. She woke up early, grabbing her things and heading to the first classroom.

The school looked like a regular high school, more or less, except the little touches- posters of naked women, women who were enjoying being fucked by three guys at once, and lots of other scenes of sexuality and debauchery.

She headed to the first room and entered the classroom, sitting down. She was ready to find out what this school was all about, she hoped that it was some sort of joke.

Anna was wearing a sports bra, two tee shirts, and distressed blue jeans along with sneakers. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytale she had given off an air of bored annoyance.

Anna took out her things and looked around the class, noticing the other students. She read the agenda on the board and couldn't believe it, "Just what sort of academy is this?" she whispered under her breath. She found herself looking at the professor, who seemed to be starring at her, and also looking at the door to see how many people were coming in. She counted the seats quickly, at least she would know the maximum size of this particular classroom. She couldn't believe that there was a boarding school for sex, but her father had warned her enough about it that she knew it had to be true. She looked at the aging teacher, who was still handsome in his own middle-aged way, and knew that it was in fact true.

She looked at the picture of the girl holding a cock and just laughed. She had the largest tits that Anna had ever seen. "Wow.. just wow."  She glanced up at the cameras that were recording their every second, the blinking red lights showing that indeed they were working.

"Uhm.. Hi.. You're the only guy here.. what is going on? I'd like to know what was going on here too... This, doesn't seem at all like my last school.. which was a private school in the Hollywood Hills.. this school.. I don't even know what to make of it."

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