#asfr transformation

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[basfr21]

He’s my best friend, Marcus, I invited him to my villa in Italy for vacation, but secretly froze him in time and kept him in my bathroom as a towel rack the entire trip. When it was time to leave, I broke the spell and altered his memory, so we're still best friends 🫂😈✨

[hypno-smoking-trans]

The agency had told Madeline that the modelling job was for two weeks, in an exclusive boutique. She had never heard of the place and it seemed a bit out-of-the-way, but she knew the rich could be funny like that. The pay on offer was amazing so she couldn’t turn it down.

When she arrived she was given a dress to put on and sent to the changing rooms. She put it on and quickly tied her hair back so the dress could fully be seen.

When she emerged she was asked to stand on a little dais in front of a camera on a tripod. The camera looked strange. She’d been modelling for years and had never seen one like it but she supposed these rich folk could afford the latest high tech equipment.

She assumed a simple pose as directed and stood still as an exceptionally bright flash hit her, quickly followed by several more.

She tried to ask the photographer if he wanted her to try a different pose but for some reason she couldn’t speak. In fact she couldn’t move at all. She felt completely stiff all over. Madeline started to panic. What was happening?!

“Don’t worry,” said the photographer as he picked her up as if she weighed nothing, “these two weeks will fly by in no time!”.

He placed her on a little podium in the middle of the store. Opposite was a mirror and if Madeline could have moved she would have gasped in shock. She could see herself standing there, perfectly still. Her skin had taken on a glossy sheen - almost as if she were plastic. She looked for all the world like a mannequin.

Madeline had no choice but to stand there looking at herself. Inside she was terrified but on the outside she looked serene and…elegant. Once she had stopped freaking out she realised she was something else…really, really turned on.

[toy-soldier-kelsey]

My drone, helplessly trapped inside her robotic body. Only able to communicate through the glowing light on her smooth face.

[thea-inanimate]

The wizard smiled at his newest acquisitions. It had been a fun party he'd held last night, lots of people wanting to experience new forms. These two however had been in the wrong place at the wrong time. One of his guests had dropped a couple of elven wine glasses that were almost irreplaceable. And whilst elves weren't as common anymore there was still plenty of other suitable raw material wandering around. A quick transmutation spell set to target the most susceptible to objectification at the party had shot from his hands and struck a pair of women looking like they weren't comfortable at a rowdy party. They vanished, leaving behind only two piles of clothing on the floor. Upon checking them he discovered two glass mugs, not what he had intended but suitable drinking vessels all the same, each with the frozen form of the former woman moulded onto the cup. He placed them on the bar in his kitchen to be used, mentally registering the surprise of the soul trapped in each glass, knowing that every hand gripping their handle would feel like they were being held in a warm embrace, that each drink that filled them would leave them with a profound sense of being useful, and every pair of lips that brushed over their rims would feel like a lovers kiss on all their most sensitive parts. After a night of being passed around by his guests, the new acquisitions were mostly feeling like they were in a daze, minds begging to be held, to be filled, to be used. He placed them on the top shelf in his kitchen, able to watch all before them, knowing that eventually he would need to return them to normal to ensure whether they wanted to accept a permanent existence as glassware, so why not let them yearn to be used for the next couple of days before then. He was sure they'd be begging to be back on the shelf again, as soon as he gave them back their humanity...

And experiment I'm quite happy with featuring myself and @ericadollart transformed into glasses. What do you think? Would you want us for your next house party or would you choose to enjoy keeping us as private little trophies for you to enjoy drinking from on a quiet night in by yourself? And what would you use us for?

[dr0neworld]

Short Stories

I'm going to try out writing some extended captions and maybe a couple of short stories of surrounding ASFR, Drones and the like. I'm pretty new to writing but, considering, I have read all the good (and the bad) ones, I might as well give back. If you have any plot ideas or suggestions that you want me to write, feel free to ask a question, and I'll answer with a short story. By the way, these will not be AI stories, they will be written by myself.

[toy-soldier-kelsey]

The best part of waking up is reading this each morning. I don’t have to reinforce it. I don’t have to keep telling drone to do it. It simply obeys. Like the good drone it is.

[toy-soldier-kelsey]

Just a windup #ballet doll spinning and dancing on stage. See how every action is repeated perfectly again and again. Trapped in a loop?