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Onahole male TF (NSFW)
The world came back to his senses as jace awoke, sounds became unmute and the light of day hit him as he opened his eyes. Groggy and confused he sat up as rubbed his eyes as he began to recollect his thoughts, he looked down and was sent into a shock at the sight of him completely bare naked. "Ah what the!" He yelped, he was easily embarrassed most of the time, he was also a pretty modest person, so the fact he woke up with little to no recollection of why he was passed out and naked was beyond him. He huddled his knees in close to try and cover himself, his head spun to look around for something to cover himself with but as he kept surveying the area he began to notice something odd."Where am I, why is everything...big?" It didnt take long for jace to realise he had shrunk, it would explain the lack of clothes. He gulped as He took in his situation, "no no this isn't happening! How am I going to explain this to Jhanna." He ranted in an anxietic frenzy, "my guild's gonna kill me if I
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Run (??? TF)
…I can feel the resin creaking and cracking as I try to move. It's an incredible sensation, feeling my body slowly harden into a work of art, like something out of a science fiction movie. As I sit there, frozen in time, I realize that I am now a living work of art, transformed by the power of the resin. It's a surreal experience, watching the world go by from the perspective of a living sculpture, trapped in the coffee shop forever. ~~~ Ah, the Bunk Street Coffeehouse! With an insuperable combo of quality coffee, can’t-beat price points, and banana bread, it was almost unfair for it to even exist amongst the other cafes in the area. At least, that’s what Boss would tell you. For some reason, he doesn’t see too many people stopping by. For the sake of their business, he really wished he’d see more than two or three customers at a time whenever he stopped by. But today, he was almost banking on there only being one or two customers inside. He needed to clear his head, and the less
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Pumpkin Patch (Com) Inanimate Tf
Jaiden had decided to stop by a little pumpkin patch on the outskirts of town. She had seen the signs for it on her way to and from work. Since today was her day off, and she wanted to get a good one as soon as possible, she decided to stop at the little field on the side of some dirt road. As Jaiden got out of her car, walking on the dirt path and up to a small field, where the pumpkins had been grown, now most of them a vibrant orange, ripe and ready to be carved, or turned into a pie. As Jaiden walked through the field, she wanted to find just the right one, no weird patches or scaring. Jaiden searched through the field for a while, but her efforts would pay off, for she finally spotted the one she was looking for. It was a larger pumpkin, but one that wouldn’t be too much of a pain to get back to her car. It had a good shape, and besides some bits of dirt on it, no other blemishes were marking it. As Jaiden walked over to pick the gourd, her shoe got caught on a vine, tripping her. As Jaiden fell over, she landed directly on top of the pumpkin, squishing the plant, and covering herself with its pulp.  As Jaiden began to pull herself up, trying to brush off the stringy guts with seeds from her jacket, a worker stormed over to her, visibly irritated. Before Jaiden could try and explain to the gal who had walked over to her, she began to yell at her. “You know how long those take to grow? That could have been used to cook something, or be carved into a nice piece and displayed for the holidays. Now it’s just gonna turn into mulch!” Jaiden tried to explain to the worker. “I didn’t mean to! Really, I just tripped and fell. I’ll pay for it at least!” As Jaiden tried to plead with the worker, the woman suddenly got an idea. “You know, you can repay us, just not with your money.” The worker said, a small smirk on her face. Before Jaiden could ask what the woman was thinking, it felt like she was hit with a bolt of lightning, her body going numb. Jaiden fell over, and back into the pumpkin. As Jaiden laid there, surrounded by the pieces of the pumpkin, she could only watch as they began to come closer and closer, almost trying to reform around her. Before long, the bits of pumpkin pushed more and more into the center of her, like she wasn’t even there. As more pieces began to fuse, so did Jaiden’s body, taking on the same hard, orange skin as the pumpkin she broke. After what remained of the pumpkin pulled itself together, Jaiden’s transformation sped up. Her body began to curl into itself, causing her to go blind, only able to hear and feel. Her hair hardened into one piece, becoming the stem. And just like that, where Jaiden once stood, now was a heap of clothing, underneath it was just a regular pumpkin. “At least it won’t go to waste now, a pumpkin like this would be perfect to cut up!” The worker laughed, tapping the top of the gourd, before taking the leftover belongings and dumping them in the lost and found. Jaiden tried to call out, not believing her, or more it’s new form. Jaiden tried to reassure herself that it was just some bad dream, and that she’d wake up in her bed any second now, able to move, able to see.  Jaiden had a hard time knowing exactly how much time had past, but she knew it had been at least a day or two. Today was the day she was finally picked though. Jaiden felt as two hands grabbed her, and picked her up off of the ground. As the stranger gripped her, Jaiden could hear as he called out, his voice indicating he was no older than a teen. “I found one!” Jaiden felt as the kid carried her in his arms, running to presumably his parents. Every step he took, Jaiden feared that she would end up like the last pumpkin before her. Luckily, the kid was able to make it back without falling, being extra careful with the pumpkin. The kid walked with his parents over to a small table set up near the entrance. The father gave the worker the three pumpkins they had got, one for each of them. “See? Told you it would be perfect for carving.” The worker whispered to Jaiden as she set her on the scale. It wasn’t long before the family had paid and left, placing all three pumpkins in the trunk of their car, completely unaware that one of them had been a person just a day ago. Soon enough, Jaiden had heard the trunk open, and another pair of hands lifted her up, carrying her through the front door of their house, and setting it on the dining room table, next to the other two. Jaiden heard as someone took the cap off of a marker, using it making a circle around her stem. Jaiden began to panic more, knowing what that meant, filling her with dread. Jaiden felt as the serrated blade was jammed into her head, pulling it up and down, cutting a hole open in her. It was one of the worst feelings she had felt in her life, it was like someone was doing surgery on her without anesthesia.  Soon, the part that had been cut out was pulled up, taking some of the stringy insides with it. Jaiden felt as a pair of hands began to scoop out her insides, each handful making it harder and harder to think. Memories faded, and thoughts became simpler. Before long, it had been hollowed out. Barely anything remained of Jaiden, but that didn’t mean her mind was at rest, not by a long shot. Sight was restored to the now simple minded Jaiden as the kid carved two holes for eyes in her, followed by a mouth, then a similar nose. Jaiden could now see, see the kid that had picked her out, see the tools that were used on her, and see the metal bowl full of seeds and internals. Jaiden still wanted to try and call for help, but even thinking of the words was hard “Kid… help… me…” Jaiden thought to herself. Soon she was lifted up again, and carried out to the porch, facing the street now, seeing all the Halloween decorations placed at various houses. Jaiden’s top was pulled up again, and the kid placed a candle inside her, followed by the mother lighting it. As the candle burned, it felt like Jaiden was being cooked from the inside out, like the most intense fever she had ever had. After only a few minutes, and a few pictures taken, the candles were blown out, and the pumpkins left outside. Jaiden sat on the curb for what felt like a good few weeks, watching the sun rise and set, people walk by, all while she felt her flesh slowly become more and more weak, knowing it wouldn’t be long until her entire body would be invaded with the taste of decomposing fruit. Although that wouldn’t be for another week or so if she was lucky. Tonight was finally Halloween. As the night came, for the second and last time, the candle placed inside her was lit, burning her from the inside yet again. Each trick or treater that walked up and knocked for candy, she wished that she could call out to them, hoping that at least one of them could help her, save her from her quickly approaching fate. But her cries fell on deaf ears. Soon the night began to slow down. Fewer and fewer people walked along the neighborhood, more porch lights were shut off, and eventually all went quiet. The only light left on was hers. The family decided to keep the candles burning overnight, unaware of what they were putting Jaiden through.  It was already a week and a half into November, and it showed on Jaiden. Her vibrant and sturdy orange skin had begun to sag, the vibrant orange mixing into a black and green mixture of spots. The carved face was almost unrecognizable now, the pumpkin had collapsed in on itself. Jaiden wished she could just get this taste out of her. With her mouth forced into itself, it felt like someone had shoved rotting fruits down her throat. With the decomposition followed bugs. Different insects dug through her, eating away at her. Soon, the mother came out the front door and noticed the smell starting to grow from the pumpkins, nearly throwing up from it. She ran back inside and grabbed a pair of gloves, coming back out to take care of the rotting fruit. She picked up the one that was Jaiden first. It sagged in her hands, about ready to fall apart. The mother tossed the pumpkin into a compost bin in their backyard. Jaiden hit the pile of other rotting bits of fruit and vegetables, crumpling apart as she hit the overflowing bin, followed by getting hit with the remains of the other two pumpkins. As Jaiden felt the worms beginning to feast on their new meal, breaking her and everything else in the bin down, she wished she had just watched her step. Commission from a lovely person who I may have forgotten the name of, but I'm sure they'll come across this! Hope y'all enjoyed it!
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