#chicken transformation

[mothbaubles]

(Egg season) Sketch sequence and extra sketch for HazelNuttyBar on FA! <3

[thediaperqueen82]

How many other people with a transformation kink got it from this book? It was the first thing that got me into TF. Unfortunately chicken tfs aren't super common compared to others like horses

[hypnotransform]

21 year-old Asian woman. Been noticing a weird scratch in my throat, and for some reason i keep clucking at random times in the day. Is something happening to me?

I think we both know the answer to that.

I suspect you’ve been trying to tell yourself it’s a sore throat, or that it’s a weird case of the hiccups, or that maybe you’re just tired. But none of that’s true. The tickle will get worse. The urge to cluck will grow. Ina couple days, you’ll be clucking and bawking in the middle of your sentences, and you won’t be able to stop. 

You’ll constantly flap your arms, which you’ll only be able to think of as “wings.” Your head will bob up and down like a bird’s. Thinking will be a lot harder–you’ll literally be turning into a birdbrain. You’ll know what’s happening to you, but won’t be able to fight it.  

I don’t know where you’ll end up. I suspect you’ll probably get arrested when you start trying to lay eggs in public, and after that, I imagine you’ll probably get sold on Craig’s List as someone’s fetish pet.

[hypnotransform]

The human price

[hypnotransform]

Every Friday my boss, she has one on one meetings to check on our work, mine is always last which sucks. Can you help a sister out, make it more fun, houses choice.

“Ah, sit down,” your boss smiles at you. 3 PM on Friday, as always. What a terrible way to end every week. “So, I’ve got some notes, but before we begin, was there anything you wanted to discuss?”

“No, not particularly, but actually, I was kinda wondering–” you take a deep breath. “Could I maybe get an earlier time slot sometimes? I mean, I know these meetings are important, but I’m always last, and–”

“This works best for the team,” your boss says. “I understand it’s not what you’d prefer, but if I have special requests for you, we’d have to make them for everyone.”

You feel a sharp pain behind your eyeball. It lasts only about two seconds or so, and then disappears. “Are you all right?”, your boss asks as you wince. 

“Yeah, fine,” you stammer. “Just a weird…feeling for a second. And I….I understand, I guess. I suppose if you said yes to every request, I could just ask to go home earlier or something.”

Your boss blinks. “Of course you can go home early. We’ll do this on Monday. Enjoy yourself!”  She turns her chair back to her desk.

You don’t move. What just happened? “I can just…go?”, you ask, confused. 

Your boss shrugs. “Why not? It was a reasonable request.”

“So, could I get a raise? I’ve earned it. $15,000 would be great.” There’s no way she’d go for that. 

“Make it 20,” your boss replies happily. “That’s a great suggestion!”

You can feel your mind turning down a dark corner. Somehow, you’ve unlocked something terrible and fantastic. “Could you–I don’t know–act like a chicken while you tell me about your sex life?”

Your poor boss immediately crouches. “Uh, it’s been *BOCK* ages!” She flaps her arms clumsily. “I’m kind of a (boc) frigid bbbbbbitch, and I don’t (boc)(boc) like *BA-GAWK* getting fucked that (boc) much.” Her head bobs up and down. “I could really *BOCK* use a good dicking!”

You burst into a giggle fit. “Yeah, I bet! Could you reprimand me, but think you’re my adult baby?”

Her pretty face grows stern. “I’m juth swaying you weally need to make more an effowt to be on time, Mommy. You hwave to thet an exwample.” Her thumb pops in and out of her mouth. “I’m gwoing to monitow you over the next–” She pauses and sniffs. “Awwwww! Thomething thmellth. Mommy, I need new panth!”

Tears are forming as you laugh harder. You’re not leaving anytime soon.

[hypnotransform]

19-year old girl, C cup boobs. Into chicken transformation, mental tf and egg laying

You won’t notice when it’ll start. 

You’ll start to gently flap your arms when you’re nervous–so infrequently that you barely notice at first. You’ll bob your neck, the movement getting more obvious with every second. You’ll kick at the ground, as if you were kicking corn around your field. 

By the time you begin kicking, you’ll know something is wrong, which will make you even more nervous…which, in turn, will change you faster. You’ll tuck your arms all the way in and flap them loudly. You’ll be unable to call them anything but wings, though you know that’s not right. Little (buc) noises will drop from your lips. You’ll start to feel warm as feathers grow in. 

“What’s (buc) happenin’ to (buc) me? I’m not (buc)(buc)…not a BA-GAWWWWWWKKK!*”, you’ll yell , the shame painting your face bright red as the undignified chicken-howl screams in your throat. 

You’ll flap your wings and bob your head up and down, a 19-year-old girl with C cups acting like a dumb bird. You’ll feel an immense pressure as you squat, and you sob knowing you’re now a horny, clucking egg factory freak. 

[hypnotransform]

Im a super horny girl obsessed with egg laying and getting knocked up, i love my milky titys and i want to be transformed hoho

You’ll find you won’t be able to stop staring at the next pregnant woman you see. You’ll be frozen, completely transfixed. “(Buc),” you’ll whisper as your breasts slowly expand, thin white liquid dribbling out of them. “So…(buc) beautiful…..why can’t (buc)(buc) I…look…away?”  The pregnant woman will have noticed and is moving away, a strange expression on her face, but you’ll follow her, unaware of why you’re doing so. 

Your shirt will start to snap under the weight of your milky boobs.“I (buc)…I’m…oh FUCK, I’m so (buc) HORRRRRRRNY! BA-GAWWWWWWWK!”, you scream. You’ll flap your arms like a chicken, bawking and clucking from horniness. You’ll need to be bred. You’ll start screaming for cock. Inside, you’ll be terrified, but you’ll be so worked up you won’t be able to stop.

[hypnotransform]

Hi, these "change me" requests look really fun! You know, I really like your chicken tf hypno captions. Sometimes I dream about some kind of all-female farm where suitable girls are taken in and get to live and eat for free, but as their behavior starts to change after the first meal they learn they're to make sure that the farm doesn't run out of eggs... Sadly it's only a dream, it would be fun to spend a night there with my friends and see what would happen to us.

You’re going to be so happy when you learn there’s a wonderful retreat house only an hour away, with an organic, farmer-owned, humane farm attached. You and your three best friends take the tour. At the end, you’re given the best cheese and eggs any of you have ever tasted. In the main room before bed, you’ll find that you’re feeling strange…more skittish, but with more energy too. You’ll keep cocking and bobbing your head, and you’ll start getting scared when you notice your friends are doing the same thing. You’ll try to stand, but your posture is all wrong somehow, and you can only sort of strut-waddle around.

You’ll “flap” your arms uncontrollably, your heads bobbing up and down. You’ll look at each other with surprised, scared faces. “What’s (buc) (buc) happenin’ to (buc) us?,” the friend nearest you will whisper. “I…I…need CAWWWWKKKK!” The word will erupt from her lips, and she’ll immediately turn red…but hearing it will make the sound build up in your own throat as well. Pretty soon, all four of you will be waddling and bawking for cock in your fancy stylish outfits.

That’s when the farmer will come in and explain that you’re his newest batch of egg-mamas. You’ll try to  run, but all four of you will feel a pain in your stomachs, and you’ll feel yourself fill up with egg after egg after egg.