Vyth the Croc

Don't be afraid to buy me a Father's Day gift either!

Sure it's not tools or anything, but I got plants and projects I want to get done around the apartment.

Just built a dresser at 4 AM last night even, thumbs hurt from the allen wrenches.

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It's Father's Day!

Everyone tells me I make a great dad. So I'll be your fad today.

Take the day to relax if you can. Enjoy sun and grilling and all that.

But make sure to serve the dads you love the ways you can. Give them affirmations and be good for them. Your dads deserve it.

Like me~

You won't mind much if I split you apart as my "new" boxers by turning one of your friends to my fat croc cock that busts you apart. Right?

Not like it matters if you do mind. Ya won't even have a mind once all the stitching comes undone.

Two humans wearing cowbells, as the cowbells ring and clang, they turn into cows in 3 stages. The one on the left gets orange hair and grows light tan fur and brown spots. The one on the right grows white fur with black spots matching his black hair.

Wearing a cowbell turns you into grade A beef? Got a nice ring to it 🐮
Commission for @wheystedbull.bsky.social and @grendire.bsky.social

It's Hyena Day! You know what that means.

Time to show off the goods.

People really loved it when I went mad and was a cackling cruel creature for a while.

Messaging the right hypnotist/dominant/transformer should make a big red GAME OVER show up on your screen as soon as you hit send.

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Kind of silly of me to have just left this without actually giving out some means of supporting your local crocodile.

If you're the kind to throw a tip or just lose yourself by throwing your money at someone who'd eat you in a heartbeat, feel free to do so on our ko-fi:

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More subs need hypercocks. Why? So you can really, obviously see when they like what you're doing to them.

Small is easy to make fun of. To point at and laugh for being useless.

When you're packing ten plus inches of meat, you can't hide it when you're flustered, you pathetic freak of nature.

Sounds like ya really hate your job. Good! Means you get to be the new urinal on-site. So all those losers you call coworkers can use you every single boring, monotonous day of your existence.

And yeah, if your loved ones want to see you, they can always pay you a visit.

Sorry bud, you agreed to be my TF toy ALL the time. You moaning "wait no I have work please-hrrggkkk" as I make you into a urinal isn't going to deter me in the slightest.

You're staying attached to the wall until I say otherwise. Don't worry, your job won't even remember you existed.

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Being plural, I definitely think I'd like the outside to match the inside most of the time.

I agree! So many "people" around me end up with them, I wonder why?

And they stop being able to type sometimes too. Being turned into boxers will do that, I suppose.

Today's first post is a findom post, but I might as well come out and say it:

Why am I buying myself lunch and being a glutton when you should be doing it for me?

If you're a pathetic wallet, drop me a line so I can show you where to pay for my meals today.

Maybe I'll bully you as thanks.

This is what happens when you game too much...

Such a good cow!

I know the cow wants to be fat and thick and milked, but maybe once or twice I can make it into a nice pair of thick cowprint boots to wear for a while.

reasons why you should turn into pooltoy

Well that makes about five of you who've asked me to get even meaner. To stop considering you as people with free will and to treat you like the nasty things I want to turn you into instead.

So I'm all for it! You're just property, a playtoy, a thing for me to experiment on and remake, whenever.

I really need a lot of you closer to where I am, because I really want to turn you into sandwiches and spaghetti and burgers instead of having to order it.

At the very least you freaks could buy it for me until I finally get the chance to swallow you down.

Just leave your wallet on the table.

Don't worry, I'll be sure to tell you as I start pushing you harder against my feet and claws. Give you some fleeting feeling that at least you'll be joining him soon.

I'll go slow so I'll find out if you'll be overcome with grief, or too horny to even care what happened to him.

I'm sure you'll love hearing that tight, taut fabric moaning "oh shit he's ripping me, I can feel his claws in my fabric, I'm losing it, I'm losing, he's tearing my brain ap-"

And then silence as I slice right through the "man" you love. Or loved, I suppose.

Sorry to say I'm not one for being careful with my objects.

But that's because so many of them beg, moan, and scream for me to be careless as they're melting down to their new lives.

If you're a set then it's definitely a pair of socks for you. Even though your partner is screaming for me to do whatever I want.

But a pair of socks means I won't separate you that fast. Just might get confused on who's who in the wash after a while.

Sounds like both of you want either end, so maybe I'll just make two new rags for myself.

Seems like a fair compromise to me.

Ever wanted to try out a new set of pronouns? I've got a lot of practice using new ones on the fly.

I love calling pathetic subs things like it/its just to see them squirm about it. Referring to them as object, or thing, or maybe even directly as Shoes or Socks or Boxers.

Come try it out with me.

I'm going to hold you up by the legs and ankles and shake you upside down, oldschool bully style.

When I'm done and all your money is out of your pockets, I'll UDTF you into a jerk of a jock so we can do it to your friends.

Have fun becoming a new guy's fat cock!

Why hold back? Hiding your debauchery, your needs, just makes you feel stagnant. Share your needs with the ones you care about.

If you're lucky they may even stop caring as much, in all the right ways.

Technically a hypnotist can make you a prejac weak pathetic loser too, or make you incontinent, or just a mindless machine to mess with. All you really have to do is consent and you'll never be the same again.

Y'know what's really cool about hypnosis?

You can get turned into a big lusty perverted jock in reality.

You can get your brain warped to a workout routine, pounding protein shakes, and texting all your friends asking to pound them whenever you're horny.

Any good hypnotist can just do it to you.

Hey, look, it might not be normal to you that your partner is treating you like just a sweatrag, not even acknowledging you exist as you make muffled noises under their ass.

But it's normal to them, and to everyone else.

If you're just a nasty rag to everyone else, what does that really make you?