Breaking the Mold, a Pornographic Adventure and other adventures NSFW Transform

[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. :-)

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 this concept 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.

Please message me if you're interested!
magikal

Story A

Kaori had spent her last summer trying to map out her plans for the next five years. The trouble was, she kept changing her goals- mostly from the boyfriends that she loved that did not love her back, they broke her heart, sometimes worse than the last time, other times not as bad- but none of it was good and she was so smart with her design work that it was surprising she made such poor choices in her love life.

She had several projects going- a small but growing fan base on deviant art, a website that sold items with her artwork on them, and a blog that she updated several times a week with her art projects. She managed an internship at a major company, but her boss kept on hitting on her and going so far as to suggest if she went out on a date with him, her job would become permanent. She even started to set up a dream account- where she would transform into the woman she was meant to always be- the exuded sexuality and was one of the most beautiful, if not artificial women in the world. Hell, one of the Kardashians had become famous have sex on camera, right? She made some changes to the account and left it, not updating it for almost a year.

She finished up her internship, practically dreading going to work, and decided a change of scenery would do her good. She packed up everything and returned to her hometown.

She traveled fairly light, loading everything up into her beat up Honda and returning 500 miles to her hometown. She found a 1 bedroom apartment in downtown to rent that was 500 a month, all inclusive. With her money saved up from her internship and selling her artwork, she would have 5 months to figure out what to do next.

When she received a message from Leo she smiled, was he going to talk about how perfect everything was going now that he received his degree? She grinned, "Oh, you beat me back home already?" She wiggled her fingers getting ready to type on her iphone, she rotated the phone and typed back with practiced ease. "Wow! I didn't know you were already back. Sure, let's catch up.. McPoppers @ 8? --- K" She clicked send, then headed to her new home for the next 6 months, signing a lease, getting the key, and bringing her things inside. She spent a few hours getting everything set up how she liked it. She even had time to update her facebook, instagram, and twitter about her big return home, as well as showing off a few photos of herself dressed up for Halloween of various anime characters that she wore for Halloween over the last 5 years. She got herself situated and was looking forward to seeing Leo at 8 on Friday.



The next few weeks went well, it was good reconnecting with old friends. Out of the blue she received, well, it wasn't a text message, more of an offer.

"Kaori- I have read your dream blog from 2017 and am very interested in helping you achieve your dreams. Please return to work for me. I have enclosed a plane ticket to anywhere in the world (hopefully to me) and $5000. That should help with your transformational journey. We can meet to discuss job salary and requirements. I also have reached out to an excellent plastic surgeon that thinks that rules are meant to be broken. He will email you shortly.  Thanks- Your ex-boss. PS- either way the ticket and money is yours to keep"


She wasn't sure what to make of the offer but as she was mulling it over she received an email from Doctor Large. Doctor Large's email showed women of impossibly beauty that were all- well beyond average. The women looked more like cartoon characters, with outlandish proportions that would look at home on porn star, fetish models, or reality tv starlets. Dr Large wanted to start by giving Kaori plump lips for free, that would be so large she couldn't close them, not to mention so sensitive that eating food might induce orgasms.

Kaori was excited, she decided to accept both Dr Large's offer and her ex-boss. She kept fumbling as she typed in the address for the airfare.
She packed everything up and returned to her old town, wondering what was in store for her.

End of Story A

Begin Story B
My Own Sex Genie!
Jessie Anderson had just finished high school and she loved going to thrift shops to look for finds that she could fix up and sell on instagram or facebook marketplace. She had made a few hundred dollars a month doing this, mostly restoring furniture or finding interesting jewelry or silverware that she carefully cleaned and restored. Whatever money she made she always reinvested in art supplies, she wanted to be a successful artist and had some minor success, selling some of her work on etsy. She drew and painted characters going on adventures, usually sexy characters.

Anyways as she was leaving the shop, a metal flask caught her eye. The flash had intricate carvings on it and felt warm to the touch. It was marked at only two dollars as it had a few dents. She knew that if it was silver it would be worth more than that the for the price of silver alone.

She happily paid her two dollars and change and headed home. She flicked the flask and it felt like something was inside of it, maybe some sort of liquid. As she parked in front of the small one bedroom house that she rented, she headed inside. As she set down her treasures she went right to the flask, cleaning it carefully and then setting it aside. As she took a shower and went to bed, she decided to see what was inside of the flask. Wearing only an oversized shirt for pajamas, she opened the flask and looked inside.

Instantly, blue smoke started to fill the small room, and a real life genie, like from the stories, came out of the flask. He said that he was a powerful genie and he could grant her three wishes.

"My first wish.. is to have whatever I write into this notebook," she tapped a notebook, "to come true one minute after I write it."

He said, "Wish granted."

Everything looked and felt the same, she took out a pen and started writing.

"Jessie Anderson has grown into a beyond beautiful female body that looks like a sex goddess and stays 18 years old and sexy, forever."

You would play the genie and you loved to twist her dreams, wishes, and desires into a sexual nature. If she wished to be a sex goddess, you would give her absurd beauty, beyond reality with an impossibly and ridiculous body to rival porn stars. Her libido would be so revved up she'd be constantly thinking of sex.




We will explore wishes gone crazy with unintended consequences. You will grant her wishes and help her become a world famous sexy star, selling her talents and body for money and power. 

Jessie remembered that she had already had sex with four different men and one woman today alone and she had three more lovers scheduled during the next two hours!
End of Story B


Begin Story C
Maid to Order- A Human and Android Love Story
The story I would like to explore is that of a man getting the gift of an advanced AI house servant, that is a gift from his rich grandmother on his thirtieth birthday. This Android is no ordinary creature, she has been customized to be the perfect companion physically and mentally, she has to obey every command that her own gives her. He feels guilty about taking advantage of her.  She is simply able to respond to her owner and learn, she doesn't have sentience or a soul. Something happens to her and she's given that spark of consciousness. Maybe it was a car accident, maybe a lightning surge, maybe your character actively sought out someone or something that could hack her.

Once she has sentience she starts learning about pleasure and being a woman as well as relationships, too. The android decides to upgrade her appearance, and she changes from ordinary to extraordinary.

It turns out that she remembered every second of her existence so far, she just didn't have any say before, but, now that she's given freewill, that is where the story develops, evolves, and changes.

With all of the anti-robot fear, they will likely have to keep their secret safe from their noisy neighbors.

I imagine eventually they will fall in love with each other and we'll figure out the story from there.
As she arrives:


After her transformation


End of Story C

Begin of Story D
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:
or

End of Story D

Begin of Story E
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
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 F

Begin of Story G

Emma Jones finished doing another set on the weight machine. Beads of sweat dripped off her chiseled form. Although she was approaching forty, she didn't look a day over thirty or even 25. She worked out whenever she had a spare moment. She left the weight area of the Police Department gym and headed to the Stairmaster. She fiddled with the controls and then started off slowly. Thirty minutes later every inch of her body was sore and fatigued. She headed to back area to shower and dressed in her customary detective uniform, which was dark slacks and a gray blouse. The blouse did nothing to show or display her toned figure. She then showed up her customary ten minutes early, sitting front and center for the newest briefing that always happened on Fridays about ongoing cases and updates. She had her notepad out along with two pens, just in case one didn't work right. She also had an old fashion tape recorder sitting on the table as well.

Her captain talked about another young woman disappearing last weekend. That was the third college age female that had disappeared in the last six months. Somehow, they were all tied to a bar called the Black Magic, which had opened up a few years ago and never had any problems with the law. The Black Magic had variety acts on the stage during the weekends, everything from bands, to comedians, even to the occasional magician. The Captain had tried to use some assets that regularly contacted the tips department, but nothing was working. He had a hunch but no way to prove it.

The Captain looked at Emma and smiled, "Em.. I know you don't do field work anymore besides being a detective.. good job closing off that case last week too, that was a real doozy.. but, I'm hoping you could help us out one last time by.. doing a bit of recon at the site and seeing what you can learn."

Em loathed doing undercover work, but, for her Captain, she would do it one last time. She headed to be briefed and get fitted for a new life, at least momentarily. She would be an older college student, in her early thirties who just moved from another state and was looking for part time work, working either at the bar or as someone who managed the stage- or some other job like that. This was done in secrecy to not blow her cover. A new photo id was taken, she was given styled hair and a new wardrobe, as well as a new address, and even a new car, although ten years old it was in decent shape.

Em looked at herself in the mirror, turning around and seeing herself from various angles.



Everything was set up during the next week and Em headed to her job interview at the Black Magic.  She headed to the bar's rear door and knocked on the back door, wondering what was in store for her. She held her application paper that she had downloaded from the internet filled out with all of the information from her new life. She was into fitness and working on getting her kinesthesiology degree and had to move because of a bad breakup. So she was starting over in a new town, eager to finish her degree and continue with her life.

End of Story G
-------------
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. Communication between us, especially as the game is progressing to make sure everyone is excited about it, and a quick message if you are disappearing for more than a week at a time.You can look through my previous posts and check my Ons/Offs to see if we're a match.

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.

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