

Playing around with Stable Diffusion, using Darkoshen’s comic of my old story Regressive Progression.
Playing around with Stable Diffusion
Playing around with Stable Diffusion, using Darkoshen’s comic of my old story Regressive Progression.
My favorite find so far this year: WisemanT
My favorite find so far this year: WisemanT
I could rant about their entire backlog of content, but I’ll just focus on The Unholy Whale.
✅Asian girl stereotype TF with speech changes
✅Unreliable and morally corrupt POV
✅Mix a fast transformations for girls (in captured form) and slow corruption (in “everyday” form)
✅Stepsister incest
✅Memory corruption
✅Revenge and unrequited lust dynamics
✅Self-blackmail and internal voice corruption
✅Lactation and breast expansion
✅Lesbian-to-straight manipulation
This is one of those authors I read and just think “why didn’t I think of that???” constantly. Feels like a true, old school EMCSA longform like MasterPC.
Chapter 7: The Ex-girlfriend Collection in particular is feels like someone took what I had in mind for Regressive Progression and A Cleared Head, and just executed it a hundred times more effectively.
If you’re a fan of my work and like the idea of some amoral, omnipotent male protagonist warping every woman in his life into a hyper-sexual anime trope, this is a must read.
After considered and careful discussion with our design team, it’s been decided that Tifa shouldn’t be a realistic character at all.
Square Enix (now an OTTII company)
This will apply to both her design and personality, removing any semblance that she may have things like free will. We’ve embraced that she’s a sex object, as all good girls should be.
Amazing Asian self-transformation story from a new author.
Read “Good Roots” on Reina Reign’s blog.
About two months ago, I got a message from Reina. She shared a rough draft of what is unquestionably the hottest self transformation story I’ve seen in a long time.
The language training sequence may be the best “adopting a faux Asian accent” prose I’ve ever read.
If you like my content, I can’t recommend Reina’s story highly enough.
List of Asian Stereotype + Bimbo Transformation erotica from around the web.
Back when I was an irresponsibly horny teen, I was dating a girl 100% for her looks and the sex.
She was obnoxious, vapid and shallow. Everyone – friends, family – hated her, but she was head over heels infatuated with me.
So 19 year old me (being the toxic creep I was) told her if she kept me horny, I’d never break up with her.
She called it my “Mister Hyde” weakness.
For over a year, she enabled me to just be a selfish, spoiling ‘daddy’ to her – and I would give her more ammunition every time.
“If you edge me for hours, I’ll say I love you more than anything.”
“If you wear this outfit and pretend to be your sister, I’ll blow off my father’s birthday.”
“If you keep me turned on, I’ll never leave you.”
It was a horrible, enabling relationship.
And some of the hottest sex I’ve ever had.
(Before you ask: yes, she was Asian.)
Looking through my flagged posts on Tumblr, I found this from the before times. Actually, I think this predates any of my original writing.
The lovely @drunk-on-ginny made this story from a prompt I submitted. It’s too good to have disappear from the internet, so republishing it here with a SFWish image so future generations can enjoy.
Thanks for the submission and suggestion 800milesisadrive! The suggestion was like an inverted transformation scenario – the subject doesn’t transform, but her world does…
Continue reading “Drunk on Ginny”Marissa finds the Medallion of Zulo in an antique armoire and demonstrates it on her husband, Chris. They have a little fun with it, until trouble hits.
Read the full original story on FictionMania
Note: This is without a doubt one of my favorite TF scenes of all time. I thought it lost for years until someone helped figure out that it’s a “Medallion of Zulo” story from fictionmania.tv!
I’m reposting my favorite section here with some minor edits for Tumblr. The full story contains gender-swapping, but this part focuses on mostly consensual age-regression.
The door whipped open from the inside, pulling the keys from Chris’s hands. He smiled to greet his wife, but was stopped cold by an unfamiliar face.
“Hello. You must be Mrs. Hartley’s husband.”
She was young, very young, too young, too damn young to be so pretty, with that pert cheerleader nose, and blonde hair that hung loose over her shoulders, around her face, and only seemed to find sexier and sexier ways of messing up itself. His next glance–done before he could help himself- -shot straight down her tank top. Oh god, creamy white breasts, small and perky, nipples as upturned as that sorority girl nose of hers. Who was she and how could he get rid of her before his dick jumped out of his pants and into her–
“Where’s, uh, my wife?”
The girl backed away. It didn’t help. Her tank top was short, and her smooth white belly peeked out and winked at him. He swore that little “inney” of hers was teasing him. Everything about this girl was a tease; she couldn’t help herself; her body seemed designed for it. Her bra was black he noticed; the straps were not very well concealed. The sprinkles of freckles that ran up and down her arms (like sensual constellations) made him lose track of his thoughts.
” . . . back in a few hours. She said I could hang out here until she got back. That’s okay . . . isn’t it?”
Continue reading “How Zulo Can You Go?”