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"Look, we were both horny and may have made some bad decisions. The good news is that you can turn back at any time. The bad news is it has to be you wanting it...and being caught in an endless orgasm might make that a little difficult. Hmm. You're probably not even listening, are you? Oh well."

An idea I had was a pen that could edit people's names. CARA - cross out one A and write a D - put you in a plastic sleeve and take you home for the collection.

Another vote for right, but the left one might be nice if someone ever winds down to a stop. :)

"All right, now just hold your pose."
"Oh, I'm so horny..."
"It won't do any good to tell me. You need to show it on your face."
"Unh..."
"Great, now hold it for a few more seconds. I'll count for you, 4...3...2...and finished. You're going to make lots of people feel almost as horny as you are."

"And even though they're frozen they're still aware?"
"Yeah, you can see what she's thinking right there."
"That's a plastic sign."
"Yeah, we have some dynamic screens but it's a waste to use them for things that never change."

As a positive, you don't have to wish you wouldn't say things like that around them...that's already been taken care of.

Well, if there are also pretty sprues like this available, I'd definitely hope one of mine would be looking down while hugging. I guess maybe a key turning position for the other.

A jelly mermaid with a human upper torso on top of a round comb jelly body, with no arms but breasts on both sides, happily tasting some food she grabbed with one of her long thin tentacles.

Today is ctenophore or comb jelly appreciation day, so here is a simple cutie for the occasion.
#tf #jellytf

Look, I know what you asked, but what I promised is what you *want*. I know that timid request is not it. You want to be a thing, to be owned, to be used, to be mindless. Swear it's not true and it won't happen. Otherwise...you won't understand but you are about to have all of that, forever. Ready?

"When Halloween is coming but not before I say so"

Well, I don't need an awful month, so.

A little Tara with butterfly wings, six breasts on her chest, and antennae ending in breasts too, seated on a mushroom.

A little multibreast fairy featuring Tara (@chromwolf12.bsky.social)
#tf #multibreast

I tend to get that with business nc tfs, in the sense "doesn't want to but can't afford not to". It's a touch of realism that makes it feel really dark. If there's going to be non-voluntary tfs in a story I'd rather they be from things like hubris where rich people aren't exempt.

You draw lots of guys! Just...not usually for more than a panel or two.

It might depend how unusual it is. There are too many people out there who would like tfs to keep it to a small group, but that's what I would want to keep for myself.

Stop. You're thinking too much. Today you're just tits. Does that mean the rest of you is going to disappear? It doesn't matter, you won't even know. What matters is that you are tits for me to play with and squeeze when I want. You can enjoy that while everything else slips away. You're just tits.

What would you think about being a little plastic toy with your body and limbs jointed so they could be rotated around? Person shaped, so if I wanted to touch you somewhere, I could. But most of the time I'd just be twisting you this way and that while I pay attention to more important things...

Right now I am thinking a little turtle. Sometimes you can be taken out and handled, or trundle around the room for exercise. But most of the day you just stay in your terrarium enjoying the sun and maybe being watched from time to time.

Woman turned into a branch of a caragana shrub, with pods in the shape of legs ready to split apart and scatter seeds.

I had posted this one before but it's the right season again and now I thought of the name Mary-stem. #tf #planttf

"Why are you giggling?"
"You said you want. Wanting things is for owners."
"You don't want things?"
"Just what owner wants."
"But...aren't you horny?"
"Always."
"Don't you want to cum?"
"Just if owner wants."
"But it's so hard to wait..."
"Mmhm. It helps us remember we're just toys."
"Just toys...🫦"

Small, animate, mixed - knowing it's me but also comfortable just being a doll for a while. And if I'm being transformed I'd want it to be to go with someone special, although they could be either a fellow toy or person.

Did you spend all day just lying here, little pillow? I suppose you're entitled. Still I think tomorrow it is time to be a bit more adventurous. I should take you out to the hammock, and you can spend the afternoon under my head there instead.

A great thing about tfs is the diversity. But after some thought I'm going to pick stored subs...not forgotten in cold storage but ready and waiting for you. Decorations that can be temporarily made mobile, a deck of cards or disks to bring to life, spirits in boxes or rings for you to summon.

Otherwise she would just have to get used to being ignored, and with the way glances felt, she was sure that would take a long time even for a statue.

For now she still held out one hope. A while ago some of her rivals had spotted her, and joked about vandalizing her. They hadn't been back since...but if they did, maybe that would give people a reason to pay attention to her.

Meanwhile she herself was just...filler. One more pretty face in a line up of pretty faces, seething with envy hidden behind her frozen and unfortunately normal smile.

One was a chubby, busty figure, the sort she would once have looked down on but evidently had admirers. The other had been turned backward to stand out more. Both ended up with their share of glances and even the odd hand on them.

She had no idea how many, just that by the time people got to her they were all but done looking, unless something unusual caught their eyes. Her neighbors, just a little bit further forward where she could glimpse them, both did sometimes.

She had been so proud of her looks, and had lorded them over other people. And she was still sure that she made a beautiful statue...except as punishment, she had been set up somewhere in the middle of a whole row of them.

For half a second she felt someone looking carefully at her, and almost wished they hadn't. It felt so good...she would have shuddered if she could...but she knew it wouldn't last. And sure enough just a moment later it was gone, only a teasing reminder of the attention she so desperately needed.

"Oh wow, I don't think I've ever made someone into a sexpot and had it turn out so perfectly. Your face, your tits, your ass, even your nails. I'm sorry hun but you really need to be preserved for posterity. Don't worry, I'll be sure to put you somewhere everyone can see...we can both be proud."