Just keep growing, just keep growing-big, bigger, biggest! (Transformation!)NSFW

[magikal]

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.

Hi! Thanks for reading my thread. 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.


Intro to Story A
Melinda Moore is a barista at Coffee World, and after watching a show on tv about the service industry, she decided to buy some false breasts and see if they increased her tips. Sure enough, they did. She found out the larger she goes, the more the tips. She's naturally a C cup, but just to test the experiment she taped her breasts down for one week making herself an A cup, sure enough her tips decreased. She then increased herself 2 cup sizes, her tips increased even more, and lastly a DDD, which increased her tips even more. Now that she's been working with the DDD's for a month and has saved up 4,000. She wont step with just developing her chest, she'll want to develop her entire figure- from smooth

Where the story develops from there is what you have in mind. The basic idea is that she goes from falsies to something more permanent, whether it's cosmetic surgery, herbs/potions, science, nanites, or even magic. She wants to get into modeling and acting, clothing design, and wherever her life will take her.

Here is Melinda as she starts off.


If you are interested, please private message me. Write what your idea is about where to take the story next. We would probably pick up with her experimenting with the falsies and seeing she makes more money in tips. From there she could meet a talent agent, find a scientist who wants to experiment with her, or even a Dom who teaches her the joys of submission. She might get swept off her feet, find someone who can help her, or even better, find someone that pushes her to go even bigger, to up the ante to the maximum.  Near the end of the game she might look something like this:


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.
End of Story A

Story B
Tabitha is an intelligent young woman who is interested in about ten different things. She thinks she might want to be a model, but after not having very much success you helped to pay for an augmentation for her, from a C to a DD.

You wife Tabitha became addicted to breast implants. It started when you bought her her first augmentation - she went from a C cup to double D. She immediately got more attention from guys at work. Even her boss seemed to be more friendly, and have her a promotion after a month. You loved her big tits, but she wanted to go even bigger. Surgery after surgery, Tabitha eventually had HH tits, but they still weren’t big enough for her.

You come home from work and find your wife sitting on the dining room table. She’s almost unrecognizable.
“Honey! What did you do?!” you ask.  “I got my salines removed and got polypropylene implants! Don’t you like them?” She asks, rubbing her spherical globes.
“Oh baby… You’re much too big…”
“You’d better get used to it, sweetie - because they never stop growing!”



Please message me with your basic idea. I'm looking for 3 to 5 response paragraphs back per week.
End of Story B

Begin of Story C
Superstar
Estella is a budding music mogul a la Britney Spears. She had her first hit at 14. Her first album sold over 100,000 copies. She was a young teenager with a golden voice and amazing style. She wore school girl uniforms as part of her thing and even had suggestive poses on the cd. Eventually parents groups demanded that major retailers stopped carrying her cd for promoting poor values. The negative press hit her career hard. Her second album was never released. She tried to branch out into sitcoms and movies, but it never went anywhere. She eventually was dropped from her record label. Broke, unpopular, and alone she took a few classes at the local junior college while working as a cashier at Starbucks.

It's been ten years, since she gave up, she's now in her late 20s. She's not as sexy or adorable as she once was. As she's chowing down a late night burger listening to her favorite radio channel, someone calls in and requests her one single hit. As she listens to the lyrics, she realizes she needs to turn her life around, and do anything to get back on top again.

Estella was determined to get back into shape, she decided to get a free week long pass at her local gym, she hit the gym hard. After a week she had lost a few pounds, but was a long way away from her sexbomb days. She would work eight hours every day at Starbucks, then spend 2 hours at the gym, and as many hours as she could on her old macbook trying to get a decent sounding demo.

In the last week of October, she called up her old manager, seeing if they would be interested in representing her again. She bought ten cds and burned them, with a color label in her heyday wearing a sexy cheerleader outfit. She also had her email address on the bottom of the label.

After a week of trying to give them away, she heard about an audition for a singer in a local bar. She tried out, there was a small audience watching. She did alright but didn't really kill it. The bar owner said he would let her know in a few days. She nodded sadly, knowing in her heart she had already lost it.

She walked to the bar after and sat at a seat, ordering a Miller Lite. She had a stack of photocopies with her vital information and two copies left of her cd demo. There were many people in the bar, some walked near her but then turned around, no one approached her. She slowly nursed her Miller lite, trying to decide what to do with her life next. She had a 6am Starbucks shift, but she was starting to feel like this was the last night of her life to make a change, make a comeback, and Top the Pop Charts.
End of Story C
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I have space for a few more games here on E. Typically I look for about 3 replies a week minimum, with at least a paragraph reply. Good grammar and intelligent responses are a requirement. You can look through my previous posts and check my O/O to see if we're a match.

If anything I've discussed piques your interest, please PM me and tell me what story you are interested in, what sort of character you want to play and what sort of transformations you envision happening. The game would be hosted in the channels here on Elliquiy, as opposed to instant messaging, email, or anything else.

Thanks in advance and I hoped you enjoyed reading the story ideas!
Magikal