The Pillow Women of Cloud 9- Extreme Transformation/ Bimbos in Space

[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 private message me if you're interested!
magikal

The basic premise, an ordinary young woman is enthralled by the salaries that space performers make, especially in low g environments. They work as performers and escorts if you can afford them, in a space station. My character would be an ordinary woman who dreamed of becoming a pillow woman and her adventures to get to that point.

She could meet your character, who is a talent agent with a knack for expansion- You can find largely illegal nanites that can be used for expansion to absurd proportions! You would encourage my character to chase her dreams, no matter the cost! You would of course take a cut of the profits and yearn to become something more than just her manager.

Here is the first post
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.