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sss-drake

Id like to show you all something.

Yes indeed no nudity but you can find all the discriminatory and hate speech you want!

But wait, the icing on the cake…

…really? Do i need even say anything.

taboolicious-deactivated2018121

since this place is going down the shitter, why not reblog this?

jerico3193

frizz01percy

this should be the most reblogged post on tumblr before it dies

xan-thos-blog

We need to reblog this so much that the post breaks

mortis01

Reblog pls

hizzacked

bye

https://twitter.com/hizzacked

stunnerpone-deactivated20210116

This shitty meme will be my legacy after tumblr nukes my blog

buttart

finally posting my full contribution to the CARTOON PUNK zine i organized with @gchoule and @mortalityplays! it’s about growing up Jewish and not realizing it was A Thing until young adulthood. i hope u guys enjoy!

bimbocyoa

Ask for the girl in the red dress’s name

“I’m Cindy, and you are?”

you tell her your name is Jezebel

“Subtle” she rolls her eyes at you.

Ask about relationship with blonde guy

“Bobby? He’s a real horndog, but he’s sweet when you get to know him, tries to pull the whole prince charming routine. Makes him good for a few drinks at least.

Tell her that her dress is beautiful.

“Thanks, I guess. Better than that catsuit your wearing.”

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bigboobiesthatwrite

Corrupting comments on Sarah

Let’s do another corrupting comments story! If you’re unfamiliar, basically you guys are gonna be commenting whatever physical or mental changes you want to happen on this lady! here we go!

Her name is Sarah! She’s a pretty brunette with a butterfly tattoo on her shoulder. She’s about five feet ten inches tall, and she’s a college student! She’s a virgin who masturbates to softcore porn about three times a week, and she’s got a fun attitude. Go ahead and comment her changes! No animal stuff please, unless is very very mild!

bigboobiesthatwrite

Please limit your comments to just a couple changes!

bimbohearts

Gimme a few moooore! Could use a few more physical changes!

crawlermadness

Nobody but Sarah notices, but every time she masturbates, she loses an inch of her height. Her curves otherwise inflate, bigger boobs, jiggly butt, perkier lips, bigger thigh gap, sexual urges and... better capacity. The one time she skipped masturbating for a week she lost three inches and found her collection of cute vibrators replaced with massive 12+ inch dildos...and one did so while inside of her. She’s currently down at four feet six inches, and apparently has a reputation for being quite slutty. She can’t remember any of the events people speak about, but she keeps getting offers and invitations by people on her friends lists. She tries acting friendly but turns most of them down, worried about what is happening to her. One night at a party, she gets tipsy enough to give an old friend a handjob, but as he climaxes, she found herself growing taller again as he, unaware of any changes, shrunk and feminized, acting more submissive and effeminate. Sarah would have been shocked and horrified hadn’t it felt so... energizing. Her butterfly tattoo momentarily fluttered leathery wings as she sat down on her first victim’s face for some pleasurable payback.

Jenny goes to a convention - part 1

Jenny stepped out of a cab outside the halls of the hotel hosting a convention filled with geeks that she understood loved to dress up. Early in the afternoon, as she got out of a hotel where she had some fun the last night, she saw a poster with a couple of girls dressed up as elves, school girls, chainmail bikini warriors... It was like a real life version of all the smut she used to download for fun on quiet nights, and she had to go there!

She smiled as she looked up at the banner that confirmed she was at the right place, and distractedly wiped a few drops from her lips and cheek from her cab payment favor, licking her finger clean as she pondered where to go next. It was quite useful that most of the cab drivers in town were willing to have their milky jugs or throbbing dicks sucked for a free ride; it helped keep Jenny from getting stuck in traffic herself.

Jenny began prancing towards the entrance, finding that it would be a hot day to walk around in platform heels and latex. She wished that she’d worn something more practical than her party outfit from last night, and before she knew it, she was wearing heeled sandals, white micro shorts that contrasted well with her tanned skin, and a pink halter top ending in drapes that had a deep cleavage for her massive breasts, every step sending jiggles through her boobies that risked flashing them to a random passersby. She smiled at her apparent foresight as she found herself stopped on her way through the entrance into the convention.

“I’m sorry, miss, but you need to check in first,” Alice said politely with a smile to the woman she assumed was cosplaying as some stereotypical bimbo. Alice was a casual convention geek and preferred working behind the scenes instead of showing off her average body or prop-making skills. She wore a dress code uniform consisting of a white button-up shirts, khaki shorts, sneakers and a cap with the convention logo on it. “I see you haven’t checked in yet,” she explained and waved her own convention bracelet up to face height for demonstration, “do you have your ticket receipt?”

“Oh, you need to have a ticket?” Jenny asked as she brought her purse around, lifting it closer to her face so she didn’t get her boobs in the way. “Maybe I got one in my purse,” she muttered as she rummaged around in the tiny thing for a few long seconds before fishing out a stump from a fun bus trip a while back. “Will this do? I think it should work,” Jenny beamed as she handed the stub over.

Alice looked critically at the stub, pondering if the wet marks spattered lightly on it was from a skin cream leakage. Alice was quickly beginning to wonder if this cosplayer had gone a little bit too deep into the character, but didn’t want to bring it up. Mostly out of politeness, she passed it under the scanner connected to their ticket system, assuming the barcode on it wouldn’t work. Much to her surprise, the machine beeped successfully and printed out a bracelet. “Oh, it worked? That’s... cool I guess. Did you make that ticket yourself, miss... Jenny?” she asked as she tied the bracelet around Jenny’s wrist, noticing her name on the screen.

“Nuh, the bus driver did, I think. Or some guy on the bus, I don’t remember anymore,” she smiled apologetically and shrugged with her shoulders, sending her breasts on a small jiggle. “They weren’t as nice as you though,” she smiled and blew a kiss to Alice.

“Thanks...” Alice replied in a confused tone as Jenny walked past her, as her reality began rewriting itself to fit more to Jenny’s definition of ‘nice.’ A wider smile quickly spread across her face, which became more feminine and padded with large amounts of makeup and her lips perking up. Her ponytail split into two braided pigtails. She began chewing on some gum and a look of lust shimmered in her eyes, which she hid beneath a pair of sunglasses. Her buttoned shirt shrank into to a sleeveless tied up top, her khaki shorts morphed into micro shorts with a utility belt filled with various helpful items like lipstick-sized lube bottles, chewing gum, wet napkins, condoms and makeup. Her average body also firmed up, breasts growing from slim B-cups to DD’s, curvy hips and a booty to match that strained her new shorts, and long legs that made her a dream to look at when she walked in her heeled sneakers.

“Have a good time in there,” she smiled widely to the ditzy blonde she’d just sent through, waving to send her chest into a jiggle herself. In her new reality, Alice was now a person who loves using her sexy body to be nice and helpful to people. Her boyfriend accepted that she couldn’t be expected to be sexually faithful to him to fulfill her needs, but she did pay him back for that freedom on her own and with friends. “If you have any complaints, just tell any in security to send you to Alice. They’ll know who!”

Jenny turned around and waved goodbye at the cute security guard. “Will do!” she called back as she spun back and was immediately awestruck by all the stuff in front of her.

What does she see first?

A small story in Jenny’s reality warping universe made by @bigboobiesthatwrite. I was originally going to write a story here for a competition a few months back, but I couldn’t find the right angle, and I sort of promised I was going to, so it’s been nagging at me since then.

I think I got the ball rolling here now, but why not try and see if anyone has any suggestions for what sort of shenanigans Jenny could get into at a geeky convention center?

#jenny #bigboobiesthatwrite #reality warp #bimbo #convention #delayed competition entry #open for follow up suggestions

shadow211e

Crawlermadness

@crawlermadness

submitted a story to me for the contest.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1OcnSM1owr00zrNi0haOilu1dtUFx4jWjOh1XA-nduU8/edit?usp=sharing

It can be found there…please read it, it was really good

crawlermadness

Alex found a missent package, probably left behind on his walkway by some soon-to-be-fired delivery guy. He glanced around and walked inside his family’s house and up to his room to see what was inside.

He found what looked like a toy gun with a few pages of hand written instructions and some cables. Alex, a CS student at the local college, realized after a few minutes of research and skimming the code, that this might just work. It certainly sounded insane, but all he had to do was adjust a few variables, and in theory, the gun would try and make the target fit the requested settings.

At least, in theory. He would have to see it for himself. Alex lived at home, commuting for an hour to college, and had a teenage sister still in high school. Jane. She was a bit of a tomboy, with red hair, Usually dressed to hide if she had any curves, and not really interested in anything he found interesting. Alex figured that it wouldn’t hurt doing just a small test. At least, until he found all the keywords.

This gun apparently had been used to fulfill people’s sexual fantasies, so most of the default settings were stereotypical things like schoolgirl, blonde bimbo, horny cheerleader, etc. etc. Alex sighed as he gave in to the premise, putting in ‘rpg gamer + punk minx’ as the desired stereotypes. At least it should be fun to see if she became a hot nerd he could talk tabletop gaming with. He also buffed the ‘adjust reality’ variable from 1 to 2, which would risk changing his personal reality, but it would keep him aware of any changes. It would be trouble if anyone connected to the government realized something weird was going on in his neighborhood.

Finding an unchecked submenu for ‘other changes,’ Alex blinked and pulled a hand through his auburn hair as he got a bad, wicked idea. He added ‘target kink: incest’ and, after a few moments of hesitation, he added ‘adopted’ to the tag. He figured it was better to be safe than sorry, even though if it actually did work, it wouldn’t take him many minutes to undo anything he had done.

Figuring he’d tinkered enough with the settings, Alex went downstairs with the gun hidden in a paper bag, the muzzle poking out of a hole in the bottom. He found Jane sitting in the couch with her back turned against him, watching tv.

---

He aimed the gun at her, pulled the trigger, causing it to make a weird sound. His sister her head against him, giving him a confused look before reality began warping in front of his eyes.

A wicked smile grew on his sister’s face as her hair darkened to a more fiery red, her lips perked up and gained a layer of black lipstick, contrasted by her now even paler skin. A freckle-covering foundation of make-up on her face gave her face a porcelain sheen. This new version of Jane certainly seemed more interested in looking good than the old one.

“Hey bro,” she crooned as she stretched her arms into the air, her fingers growing french nails, and her sweater fading from white cotton to something black and sheer, revealing her braless chest and nipples. She aged a few years, her hands reaching a few inches further into the air, making her about his age, and much curvier. It seemed her new version spent a lot of time keeping her body in shape.

She got up and stepped out of the sofa, revealing she was only wearing a thong, taking a whirl to show off her jiggling rear before moving over to him, wrapping her hands around his waist and pressing her breasts against his chest. Four red letters had appeared on her shirt, spelling ‘Evil.’ she smirked as she leaned in for a kiss.

Alex was surprised his body didn’t resist, even when she rubbed her crotch against his thigh. Vague memories of less and more intimate encounters with Jane began rising from the depths of his memory, bringing a mixed feeling of arousal and confusion

“I’m looking forward to the game this night. I suspect our friends will love interrogating the succubus they’ve captured,” She said, as Alex remembered she GMs a game. Well, between various acts of lewd sex with him or some of his friends. He groaned at the new memories as she slid a hand down his trousers and gave his dick a quick squeeze. “I think she’ll be hard to break, might need to be filled up in all her holes,” she smirked as she untangled herself from him, ruffling his dark hair.

Jane looked down at her underwear. “Oh, these are the wrong ones,” she harumphed as she began pulling down the panties, back turned against Alex and giving him a clear view of her shaved sex as she bent over to pull them off. Some muscle memory in Alex wanted to go over and grab hold of her hips, but he managed to stop himself.

”You keep these,” she smiled and tossed the crumpled underwear for Alex to catch, “to get you in mood for some demon interrogation,” she said as she gestured he should smell them, before leaning back against a wall, getting into character posing, giving him the finger and letting her tongue loll out of her mouth. “You’ll never make me talk,” she challenged and moaned before bouncing off to her room.

Alex instinctually lifted up the underwear before he shook his head. The gun worked! But this was too weird. He put the panties into a pocket, sensing that they were moist, and picked up the paper bag with the gun. He’d left it on a table next to the doorway when reality began to shift. He skipped quickly to his room and began tinkering with the settings. The “RPG gamer + punk minx” was too extreme. He searched through the vocabulary for something less extreme, and decided ‘fashion bombshell’ would be a better compromise.

He didn’t change the other settings, figuring that removing the minx might reduce the promiscuousness of Jane. He walked back downstairs with the gun in a bag, looking around for where Jane could have gone. Once again he walked past the living room, finding her back turned against him. Alex aimed and fired again, but, too late and to his horror, he realized it was not his sister.

---

It was his mother, Marie. She turned her head, her hair the same new red as Jane, with confusion in her eyes before calming down, giving him a hungry smile as her lips perked up, her age quickly regressing from her late forties to mid thirties. She got up as her jeans and blouse merged together and faded over to a light red color, the top shrinking and revealing her arms and shoulders, the pants morphing over to a synthetic fabric, tight and form-fitting. Her pale skin gained a healthy tan as her breasts began inflating. The former blouse split between her breasts as her bra broke apart and morphed into a strap sliding between her breasts from her throat to her belly gaining the same color as the rest of her top.

“Oh, you’re home,” she smiled and walked over to him, wrapping her hands around him, giving him a deep kiss. “I hope school isn’t too hard on you.”

“Erm, no,” Alex coughed, wondering if his throat was getting a bit sore. A small problem compared to the situation he’d gotten himself into. He glanced sideways and noticed the house seemed... bigger and more affluent than before.

“I won’t keep you, then,” she said as she turned in his embrace, putting his hand onto her belly, her firm rear pressing up against his crotch. “Your sister probably wants you to join her soon.”

“I do,” a voice said from behind Alex as a pair of hands wrapped around him from behind. “The game is about to start up, and we need to warm up,” Jane giggled and bit Alex playfully in the neck. She’d found a pair of black leather micro skirt and suspended stockings, but Alex could guess the black straps poking out the skirt were related to some easily-accessible lingerie. “But mom, we should tell him.”

“Tell me what?” Alex queried, confused and aroused at the mix of memories slowly filling his mind. A sideways glance into a mirror made it apparent that he was much more muscular than before, his skin naturally tan, mediterranean, his hair black as night, and his face barely recognizable. Memories of a different life and an adoption began creeping into his consciousness, a charming father arranging for one of his bastard sons to be adopted into a family not exactly known for their piety, making money on fashion and other luxuries of life.

“You’re going to be a father,” Marie whispered and pressed his hand against her belly.

“For both of us,” Jane giggled and hugged him closer. “Mom got to you first, but I knew she was on to something,” she crooned. “But I’m pregnant as well now, so there will be no holding back tonight,” she giggled as the gate buzzer rang. “Oh, the gang's all here,” Jane hummed as she ran off to welcome the guests.

Alex stood dumbfounded, rubbing his now surrogate mother’s belly for a minute before excusing himself, kissing her deeply as new memories took control of his behavior. Nobody noticed, but the gun had disappeared while Alex was distracted by his new situation, and the instructions and the software had vanished without a trace when he went to look for it.

Not that Alex had many complaints about his new situation. He only wished he could remove the awkward memories of his former life.

For shadow211e’s competition, here in tumblr format. I barely if ever post stuff in here, I mostly stalk, but here’s one

#competition #red head #stereotype gun #tf #reality warp #adopted

asklalalexxi

I WILL BE CENSORED AFTER DEC 14TH

Good, I’ve got your attention. I’ve heard about this net neutrality bullshit returning. I fought it when it started popping up a few years ago, and I’m going to fight it again. Guys, it’s BACK AGAIN and even worse theres a big chance it will END UP PASSING!

https://www.battleforthenet.com/#bftn-action-form

This could literally mean a shit ton of you wont be able to see me anymore if your provider decides that they want to regulate/censor, sayyy overly sexual content. You’ll also have to pay extra money to even use Tumblr!

https://www.battleforthenet.com/#bftn-action-form

Please guys, we defeated this shit once, we can do it again. They’re trying to do it now while people are distracted by the holidays and fucking Justice League. As of today, it seems as though there have only been 266,810 calls made to Congress. This is NOT good enough!! MILLIONS of people use the net, and if each one of them took 60 seconds to call and protect it, holy balls do you KNOW how much of a difference that would make??? But noooo, you’re busy streaming an ecchi anime that wont be available to you soon!!!!!

Heres a direct link to make a difference (theres also links to other sites of the same nature on here), and yes, YOU can make a fucking difference because this is YOUR internet at stake here. If you’re not going to make the call, share this and maybe SOMEONE fucking will!! This is important as shit and we cant afford to lose. Dec 14th is the deadline.

https://www.battleforthenet.com/#bftn-action-form

cloudyheadedhooter-deactivated2

I know this doesn’t sound important but….

The reason they started this again is because… the timing.

Coincidence? I think NOT.

Everyone is so obsessed with something else, The FCC are manipulating us.

xxkittenxxyt-deactivated2018020

I seriously don’t want to give up Tumblr and YouTube all together because of this crap..

:’(

therealhunterx

They’re deleting it every 20 hours too, don’t stop rebloging this!

polygonfighter

Hey what the fuck happened to all the net neutrality coverage

This shit is still happening people, and all of the sudden its disappeared from my dash almost entirely over night

eykonto-deactivated20260227

I don’t know why, but I think people are automatically being unfollowed from the Net Neutrality tag. It happens to me every time I try to follow it. I’ll follow the tag, come back 20 minutes later & I’ll for some reason have unfollowed the tag automatically. I think this may be happening to a majority of people in an attempt to silence the resistance. Please take a screen shot of this post in case it gets deleted.

polygonfighter

hey yeah can yall reblog this cause this is very important. Tumblr is ACTIVELY trying to silence out outrage at this by making us incapable of seeing coverage of events. We’re all gonna have to come together and step up about this.

Every little note counts, spread the word, dont give in so easily

polygonfighter

I just checked this and i can CONFIRM that tumblr AUTOMATICALLY MAKES YOU UNFOLLOW THE NET NEUTRALITY TAGS AFTER 20 MINUTES

Please spread the word! Screen shot this post just in case it gets deleted!!

bristlee1

There is a reason that happens. Tumblr is OWNED by Verizon who is a leader in throwing money at getting rid of Net Neutrality. They have spent literally millions to bring it down so that they can charge you more, slow down your internet and block you from sites they do not deem appropriate. Keep sending in letters, emails and making phone calls. IF you post about it ADD links for FS!

What is Net Neutrality: click here (X)

How to fight back, doing NOTHING is not an option:

https://www.battleforthenet.com/

http://act.freepress.net/sign/internet_lifeline_fcc/?source=website_action%3Fsource%3Dwebsite_actions

https://www.aclu.org/issues/free-speech/dont-dismantle-net-neutrality

https://petitions.whitehouse.gov/petition/do-not-repeal-net-neutrality