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@i-suggest-inanimate-tf
The act of fetishizing inanimate tf is the act of fetishizing every aspect of life. Niche fetish content is everywhere for those with the eye to see it. Eroticism can be found with one, simple suggestion: What if that inanimate object used to be a person? Would that be fucked up hot, or what?
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omg wait I never posted sentient sapphic sword here????
it's a sentient cursed sword that changes shape to suit the wielders fighting style n stuff, my idea was to make it like, a game with branching paths based on who you choose and what stats you invest in resulting in different forms for the sword and bla bla
gay sword :)
I steam ironed your girlfriend and she giggled a lot and went flat and I folded her up and put her in my linen closet and she was blushing sooo hard and it was really cute and now I'm gonna go get her and put her on my bed without u.
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Hey this is a good suggestion
Sorry if that ask was too nasty 🫣 your blog makes my heart flutter
i have been so distracted w/ holidays and kinks that aren't tf but i need to tell you this. grisps you by the shoulders. never apologize. your fetishes are beautiful and your brain is massive. always follow your heart but most importantly your dick. or your puss. you are the only one who can be you. being "nasty" is a beautiful thing 🦋
girl who gets flattened and turned into a photograph. and all her senses cut out except sight and touch so she can't hear anything. and when you look at the photograph she's curled up and taking a nap
todays proposition: slime girl made of gum gets chewed up by a giantess
what do we think
I have a suggestion. For how the slime girl came into being
smash or pass is fun, but as somebody into vore, yknow what i need? snack or pass. or snack or feed or pass. instead of having sex with them you eat them or get eaten by them
... hey what if i made a blog for this!! would you all like to see that??
yknow what heres a deal... 1000 notes and i make the blog. probably.
for Christmas this year you're getting a new fetish
I have an idea of what it could be
I also have a suggestion.
Girl that decided to turn her friend into socks and leave them in the lost and found as a prank, only to be mortified to find they were actually taken and desperately searches for them, feeling sorrow at how horrified they must be V.S. Sock tfed girl getting worn all day, every day and absolutely loving their fate.
LOLLLL the non-TF'd friend having the worse time between the two of them is so funny. Desperately searching for her, trying to find the best way to ask people Please Show Me Your Socks, I need to see if that's my TF'd Friend Please. Meanwhile said friend got scooped and worn by the receptionist, watching the very distraught girl ask around for a pair of socks. She's wearing them right now, so warm and fuzzy and hugging her feet perfectly. If this girl didn't want her socks to be taken, why would she leave them out? Oh, well. She'll return them eventually, but it's not a big deal. They're just socks, after all.
Cut again to the socks, in absolute heaven, wanting nothing more than to stay in this place, forever, hugging a woman's feet. Filled out perfectly, so soft and fuzzy with no responsibilities whatsoever. Just a pair of socks, made to be worn...
TF'd into a friend's room decoration for a week, such as a plushie or a nick-knack on their desk. Your friend is genuinely apologetic, but the curse can't be broken any other way than waiting it out. At first, it's torture: unable to respond when they talk to you, forced to rely on their care, helpless as your inanimate body sinks into their grip. But after awhile, you have to admit that it's not...torture. All you're doing is sitting and existing in their presence, either in their lap or on their desk. They remark that you've looked like you needed a break, and they're kinda right. There's no requirement for existing, for listening to them breathe and go about your life. Your only responsibility is to literally sit there and look pretty. It's so not-torture, that you probably wouldn't mind if the curse lasted longer than a week, even. You could get used to this...
What do you think of the process of being tfd? Being instantly turned from an autonomous person into a helpless object is always fun but I’m curious about when it’s more drawn out.
The body twisting in ways it’s not supposed to as flesh slowly morphs the material of their new form. The person being tfed tries to move but their most of their muscles have already been made inanimate. They begin to scream and cry but the tfer holds their mouth shut as it disappears into a smooth surface (could be a gentle “shhhhh it’s okay you’re not a person anymore just accept it” to “shut the fuck up” both alight my neurons). The eyes disappear last submerging them in darkness as the tfer gets a wash cloth to wipe of the tear stains off.
YESSSS THE BODY HORROR YESSS I love your mind,,,sometimes I've seen TF sequences drawn kinda like Animorphs covers and every time I'm like whuwuh. Whuguhg. Huuuguh. Really, really good.
Going off what you said, I'm imagining a TF process that takes days to complete. Locked in a room, chained to a wall, feeling your limbs start to fuse, your body start to shrink. Your captor realizing that you'll just scream endlessly for help, so they make sure your mouth is the first thing that goes. Unable to talk more than a "Mmmph!! Mmmmmmph!!" Every time they walk in to check on you. They just pat your head, chunks of your hair disappearing, and tell you that the quicker you accept your fate, the less painful it will be!
It isn't painful. Physically, at least, but it's emotionally horrifying. The room grows larger around you. There are no mirrors, so you can't even see what you're turning into. One day, your captor decides you don't need restraints anymore. You lunge forward the second they remove them, intent on escaping—only to flop forward like a dead fish. Your limbs are nearly gone, and certainly unusable. You can only wriggle pathetically, and any distance you make is stopped by a laugh and a shoe, nudging you back into the corner of the room. It's larger than half your body.
I love that you said vision goes—Typically, I write TF with vision staying intact. But the sensory deprivation sounds so good. One day you're barely larger than a bowl, and the next time you blink, you can't open your eyes. The process is almost finished, but you can't even see the result. Can't tell if your skin is changing color, texture, or final shape. Can't feel anything but the cold, hard floor, and your body making it's final changes. One day, all you can feel is the vibration of your captors footsteps. A hand wraps around your entire body, the first warmth you've felt in—What? Months?
"Well," You feel, more than hear, their voice so large and so close it reverberates through your entire body. "I think it came out nicely. That wasn't so bad, wasn't it?"
They dry your tears off with the hem of their shirt. That's the last you know of that room. The rest of your life will be you being used, surrounded by blind, impersonal warmth. Whether or not they know you were a person, you can't give a single sign...
Witch friend TFing their non-magic friend flat to use as a rug for a witch party.
I love the phrase "witch party" and how it implies that a suspiciously human-looking rug isn't the weirdest thing going on there lol. Maybe the punch used to be a person, as did the streamers, as did the giant speakers on the corner of the room. Said rug can't even squeak as a handful of witches plop themselves onto it, huddling in a circle and beginning to play a sort of TF Russian roulette. They can't even move as one witch falls, turning into a colorful roll of tape on top of them. And another, shrinking down to an inch for a couple of seconds, before their body poofs into a coin. And another, and the rug can't even protest as a thick, XXL dragon sex toy lands on top of them. Various drinks and even a TF'd slime sinking into their fabric, they can't communicate that their own transformation wasn't consensual. But even then, the horny vixens probably wouldn't care...
I think clothing TF would/should really enhance your senses for one thing: warmth, specifically body heat!
I imagine being hung up in a closet or folded up in a drawer would be a lot like sleep; and when you're taken out and worn, the heat wakes you up so you can experience being stretched and folded and swishing about,,,,
YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,,,,, really really really really good
im going to be thinking about this a lot
oh, and also getting washed/going through the dryer! plenty of good sensations there, but the warmth of the dryer would be the best feeling in the world imo… surrounded by tons of other warm clothes, twisting and folding and intertwining in weird ways,,,, and it’s also applicable to living plushie / plushsuit TFs, so it’s automatically an experience I wish I could have someday x3
dog kigu tf
sometimes a drawing is good and you just the draw the same thing again
how to make your roommate clean the communal areas in 1 simple step!!!
you’re a butt now. congratulations!!!
(inspired by @pobblebonked’s clothing tf series)
