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Rose highblood tf.

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Heir to the Throne

   The day was an interesting one so far for Jane- she'd been going through Crockercorp projects, old labs worth of stuff since she'd taken over the company after the just demise of the previous CEO she'd been the heiress to in the process of going to remake the world. The last lab she'd been in had a curious feature- it was one of the private, off the books lab projects of hers, and the first thing it had done was to scan her, running against the database and noting her position as the company's new CEO. She'd had to go through a specialized 'Decontamination procedure' for 'high level employees'- and had to go through that in order to let the people she'd hired in, though the system didn't even ask for them. The fact that everything was securely contained here, and the security procedure was the last thing installed- that, and the fact that she'd actually discovered it when Roxy hacked into the records on her old Tiaratop- did have her slightly concerned, but the whole process of taking the place and sealing it up, while tiring to her, didn't take long before she went back to her building, up to her penthouse personal room, and passed out until the middle of the night.

   More concerning was that after she awoke, she had gone to look herself over and noticed her eyes were... a lot more yellow than they were before. More concerning- but certainly fascinating- was the fact that she was looking at herself without issue with the lights still completely off... and what she'd initially chalked up to the odd way she was seeing herself was made clear it wasn't when she turned on the lights and saw the grey pallor her face had taken- and disrobing her increasingly tight outfit revealed the change was slowly, but noticeably, progressing- right from the injection point. So it was clearly more than a decontamination procedure- it had noticed she was now the CEO and had done... something. She had a guess, but... turning her into a troll certainly wasn't what she expected.

   Her clothes were a fair bit on the tight side, her midriff poking out between the pajama bottoms and the button up shirt she'd left mostly unbuttoned before sleeping... except a few of the buttons she had done up had clearly snapped, and it clung to her body tightly when before they'd been loose, airy night clothes- now she looked like someone trying to fit into an old outfit they wore and just looking like they were using it to show off their curves... which wasn't too bad a thing, but could create some minor issues.

   She let Roxy know about it- she'd had her help getting all of this, after all, but reassured her she felt fine enough that if it was meant to do more than that, she'd probably be feeling it by now- something for the hacker to read when she woke up. The other thing was around that injection point, little... slits. Jane rubbed a fingertip over them, and let out a brief moan at their sensitivity- something that actually shocked her, though... biting back her lip, she couldn't help but rub them again. So, that was what gills felt like, which meant...

   Jane pulled her hair back to get a good look at her ears, and while they were certainly a bit pointier and longer, that wasn't quite as concerning. No, what was was the fact that they were starting to... split apart, and shift around a bit- a thin layer of skin where they were coming apart, similarly sensitive, but not nearly to the same degree. And the coloration was red, but there was a hint of brighter, lighter colors along with- like flecks, for now, but some of them looked like they were spreading out, like veins. The process was hardly complete, but... maybe testing was in order? Roxy wouldn't be awake for hours, after all, and if this did work... well, it could probably be reversed, too. And had... a lot of opportunities. If it worked on humans only, even that was good, but... well, she was sure Roxy's wife and girlfriend would be over the hill given the opportunity to actually look like a troll.

   The first thing was testing the gills, but trying to manually breathe through a new part of her body that'd just grown in wasn't exactly something she could figure out how to manually do- not in any way she might notice. So first thing was first- she closed her mouth, pinched her nose, and just... tried to inhale.

   That was a horrible mistake, it turned out, because whether they weren't designed for it or weren't complete, sucking in raw air through her fins was almost painful, and she immediately went into a coughing fit- like inhaling water but without the wet weight, and those finny-ears of hers trilling slightly at her discomfort. It had progressed a decent bit while she was sleeping, and the other part... well, she started this doing her morning routine, so a bath was the next logical step. Though as she disrobed, looking herself over- a bit of a mix of admiration and curiosity going through her system- she did have a thought that flitted over her mind.

   This was all the thing that The Condescension had wanted to do in the first place upon her official takeover- turn humans into trolls, and it was a single dose specifically administered to her and her alone. She had theories, but she would only be able to confirm them, one way or another, with Roxy's work examining the files and pulling out more private server records- the egotist had always loved the sound of her own voice, and wanted to make sure she knew what was going on at all times- of course she kept records, and Roxy was the one person smart enough to hack into those files that Jane knew well enough to trust with something like that. Sure, there was that troll with the twin horns, but- oh, right, horns.

   She ran fingers through her hair, and then had another sharp hiss as she sucked in breath, rubbing up against some sensitive nubs coming out from her hair. The tossed up mess she usually woke up with covered them, but with a bit of a part the tops poked out easily enough. She didn't have the splitting headache or pain she would have expected- though given how uneasily she slept, it was entirely possible that whatever growing they'd done that they were protruding, the skin slightly raised towards the base, had happened while she was sleeping.

   She drew a hot bath- she hadn't thought about temperature, her thoughts were all more on herself, on her changes- she put a hand in and pulled it away after a second. It was a hint uncomfortable, slightly warmer than expected... according to her greying fingers with the nails that were getting all opaque and orange-ish, anyway. The temperature on the bathtub said it was about 200 degree water, just short of boiling, and that she probably would have gotten scalded by it before... She shook her head, pushing that away and the brief thought of just how much better everything was about this body- it wasn't better, it was just... different! With some advantages!

   Stepping a foot into the water let it click just how much she'd been growing- that this place was built, for the most part, to scale with the Condescension and not humans- the parts that had been built for regular-sized people had mostly been her additions and having oversized bathrooms and doors and beds was something she didn't get rid of due to a certain... appreciation for the opulence of them. Normally, she could jump into the middle of the tub and treat it like a swimming pool, but she was a number of steps down into it before it reached her chest... She could just fit herself underneath the surface of the water without having to bend over or lay down, though the rate at which her body was shifting it was entirely possible that wouldn't be the case in a while. For now, though, the only thing to be done was relax, try to put some of the stress off her mind while she considered things.

   For one, acclimating to the temperature was easy, easier than it'd ever been before. It was like she'd been on her feet all day and she was slipping back into a warm bed, once the initial discomfort passed. Jane closed her eyes, laying back and just breathing, for now, trying to let the jumble of thoughts and analysis go for the moment, finny ears flickering as she let out a deep breath, then took another one in, and let it out, sliding down a bit as she took in another breath- suddenly feeling like it was really helping her already on the third breath- but the sound of bubbles coming out from it and the odd pressure from that breath made it click in her head and she bolted upright on reflex, gasping for air... only to realize she'd just been breathing water. So they WERE complete in that regard! And just... laying back down, relaxing, indulging in it didn't hurt, right?

   It was a bathtub bigger than some swimming pools, so she had more than enough space to just lay back and relax- really, it was clearly designed for someone of that kind of Royalblood scale... Royalblood? Her chats with the trolls must be letting some of their lexicon sink in. Still, it was surely just... well, they DID rule the planet, that caste, and they WERE the longest lived... mmm. As Jane's thoughts drifted to that sort of internal debate over the appropriateness of the term, her hands drifted over her increasingly troll-ish body. Something about the heat and the water just felt nice and right, and was also helping whatever the process was progress- her hands caressing her body felt... nice, but her figure was almost unfamiliar. Not unpleasantly so, but she was... clearly getting taller. Still with that pleasant plumpness there, but it felt... different, like the underneath was changing to match the surface ones.

   And of course, whatever the process was, it was making her sensitive, making it feel nice, and given she was in private... it was only natural that she had a lewd thought (or twelve), and had a desire to explore her new body in... other ways. Her fingers wrapped around one of her breasts, gently squeezing, and letting out a moan- so whatever troll 'rumble-spheres' did, they certainly were nice and sensitive... and reaching up and giving her nipple a little pinch and twist just made her squirm under the water in pleasure, a bubbly moan spilling from her full lips, fins fluttering. She hadn't really had it click what the fins were for, hadn't connected it to the fact that she could make out that sound with her head underwater, hear the dripping of a sink across the room with her head under the steaming bathwater... or the trilling moan spilling from her lips as she gave the other breast the same treatment down to every last, beautiful detail.

   Moving south, however, was the really interesting part of it all. Sliding her hand down brought something else up. It was like a tendril, and for a moment Jane had to look down and make sure there wasn't secretly a squid or something in the bathtub with her, like someone had thought to prank her by treating her like she was in one of those cheap pornographic stories she re- saw- had heard someone tell her existed online. But no, something that was pinkish and tendril-like was poking up out from between her legs, just above her usual front entrance- and when she brought her hand down, it curled around it, bringing a shudder from Jane- it wasn't so much that she couldn't control it, but trying to control something you've never had before is a difficult thing, and it was like... instinctual reflex, wrapping around something that came nearby, that it could feel the pressure in the water... and while her other hand went down to tease at the folds underneath it, slipping one in gently, teasing herself... and those luminescent yellow eyes shot open with a moan, the feeling going right up her entire body- and not helped by her movements making her (now almost hand length!) horns bump against the back of the bath, sending that shudder of sensation right back down like a faint echo, and sending a bit of water splashing out of the tub- the tub that had a decent bit to go before it was full, when she'd stepped into it.

   Her carefully considered thoughts were all a jumble- a mix of just simple enjoyment and the occasional fleeting fantasy of what she could do- she was probably big enough that Roxy's head would be at crotch level for her, could practically feel the sensation of her tongue lashing against her folds as she thought about it, while her fingers- the nails longer, a hint sharper, but the durability of her body meant the scraping just felt like a deep pressure on a sensitive body part, no pain involved, and it was completely perfect, and her hands were groping her breasts, squeezing them and adding to those utterly pleasant sensations... her toes were curling against the end of the tub, a bit more water splashing out of it with her movements, with the changing size of her body... The more she played with it, the more those hands groped her own chest and played with her bulge and pressed into her folds, the more it felt like everything pushed forward and shifted, and as she dug her fingers into the bathtub steps underneath her, she came with a moan that approached a scream, echoing through the empty bathroom, and causing a gush of pinkish-white fluid to shoot out, spraying from that tendril like a hose- the thing big enough to wrap around her entire arm, having just pushed out inch by inch until she could probably put the thing in her mouth...

   Jane panted, hands underneath her, gripping tight, and realizing a very important fact- she was feeling her hands move around and pleasure her even when they were clearly underneath her. It wasn't... something that had clicked, something that had even seemed unusual in the heat of the moment... but now that she was thinking of it, it stuck out- she wasn't feeling out of it beyond how she was dealing with this delightful cavalcade of personal improvements- no use calling them by something other than what they were, right?- but not enough to lose track of anything happening. Which left one possibility- this wasn't just her turning into some average royalblood.

   It took a bit of doing, a bit of focus, but... when she stopped, thought about picking up the water out of the tub and dumping it, she felt it lift up- with her still inside of it, until she just... pushed out of it. Given it only just covered her now if she stretched her arms, it wasn't hard to do- and she just narrowly avoided hitting her arm-length horns against the floor when she did it, flipping herself back around and delicately touching down upon the floor with a faint tap on wet tile.

   She could see herself in the reflection of the water, even with the lights off- something she hadn't bothered to fix on entering the bathroom. She looked like... well, she looked like the previous ruler, the CEO, the Condescension- but... it wasn't some perfect conversion. She could still see herself- a bit more chub to her form than the obvious corded muscle from ages of keeping herself in shape that the Condesce had. A faint fleck of blue here and there in her eyes... sharp teeth she hadn't noticed grow in now painfully obvious, but there was that bit of toothy overbite that was DEFINITELY Jane there. And while her hair was a bit of a mess, still, it... hadn't grown out yet. Was that not as much of a concern, perhaps? Was it leaving her something? She couldn't tell for sure, frankly. But one thing was very clear.

   She loved this. She felt powerful, confident, self-assured... and felt like she could actually fix some of the mistakes that had been made. She had the strength, mental, moral, and physical- that part she was testing out and had accidentally broken her own bathtub with, gripping it and trying to lift it up only to flood the room with a broken pipe, but right now that was... well, her toes wriggling around under the water that was slowly reaching up the sealed room felt good, and helped her get those thoughts out. Probably a seadweller thing.

There was one nagging thing at the back of her mind, though. And her request on audio only of having “My old Tiaratop sent up from research, please” did get someone questioning how she was, because she sounded a bit more... deep voiced. She gave a simple, truthful response. “Never better!” She hadn't ever felt better. She was always confident in her own body, but having confidence in it doesn't mean not seeing room for obvious improvement- and being able to just... float the tiara over to her when it appeared in the delivery chute, taking the tube apart and pulling it out before putting the pieces back together and placing it back? That kind of power was intoxicating.

   She wasn't completely sure what she was looking for, but... she had a remote holographic interface for it now- Roxy said it was dangerous to use the old mental one, didn't know what was on there, and yet... Jane simply wanted to put it on. It was a comfort thing- and an odd desire for a crown, which was probably just some kind of troll instinct, she figured. When she activated it and got the confirmation screen for her log-in thought- or rather, where it should have been- there was instead a red flash of “CONFIRMING IDENTITY”- and a slight sting from it, like a needle pricking her skin. It was something that got her to panic, expecting another takeover, feeling like she must have just played into the Empress's plans, expecting to feel the familiar numbing sensation of everything going away, or more thoughts in her mind about how her now beautiful, curvy body was perfect for the empress to take over and get somefin done...

   But instead she just watched the Tiara hit the wall, clatter across the floor, and the colors change from red and white to gold and fuchsia- and felt nothing happening to her. Well... okay, nothing that didn't already track, at least. After a few minutes of staring at it, she picked it up mentally, floating it back over... debating internally for another minute before deciding to simply put it on, since she'd already come this far.

   The moment she did, it confirmed “EMPRESS LEVEL ACCESS”- which was new to her. Normally when she'd gotten installed as the CEO and started having Roxy hack the systems, it said CEO level, but the choice of words here felt deliberate. And then she saw a video screen- the Condesce on a throne, in the very apartment she was in- a throne she'd had tossed out before. She was holding a vial between two fingers- and Jane quickly recognized the thing she'd been injected with, along with the picture of her earlier self that was on Condy's armrest... and a picture of Sassacre. Odd that she never saw those- maybe she tossed them before they fought? Whatever the case, she was drawn from her observations by the former Empress talking.

   “So... if you seein this ship, then obviously I'm dead. Prolly you krilled me, prolly not alone, but whateva, that ship happens.” Jane hadn't seen her talking like this before- usually it was her being at least presentable and trying to show superiority, but the tone here was almost... casually conversational. It was like it was a side of her Jane had never seen. “I wanted ta restore the Troll race, and krill that skull-faced slug myshellf, but I ain't stupid. I know I prolly gonna die like the last beach at this point. I already krilled most of humanity tryin' to improve em, make em more like us...” Jane frowned at that, wrinkling her nose in disgust at the reminder. “But, whateva. It'll work out, and that stupid game that always pops up woulda krilled em just as dead anywaves. But I managed to do it. I used my own genetics- souped up with all my best bits I added- and figured out a way that should prolly fix you up good to be a replacement. Or it'll make you die in horrible agony, but I ain't gonna be around for you to be mad at. Oh, yeah, you prolly won't see this if you dead, huh?” The Condescension's shrill laugh sent a shiver up Jane's spine, the way she just... casually dismissed all that death.

   “So. I was originally gonna try an figure out how to make you my lil secretary girl doin' my dirty work if I lived, but I didn't make you the heiress for nofin, girl. You know betta than most that whatever I do, it's for a good purpose, right? An I wanna improve yo lot, make you more like us, without the dumb cueball to ruin our ship before it gets a chance to get goin good. So you get the one dose of this I was able to make- it'll make you a lot more like me, an then we'll see if yo still the soft lil puffball of a gurl I thought you was, given the opportunity.” Jane grumbled at that, but... she had to admit she had a point. She felt better than ever, and... it would be pretty selfish of her to have something that could make humans stronger, more powerful, could make them better- and... she didn't like the implication that she was somehow not gonna be worthy of handling it, either. Of course she could! She was smart, she had friends that were even smarter, and she was one of the nicest people out there! She could be a better Empress than Condy ever was, and-

   Her thought was cut off by the other bit there. It was a file that had just been downloaded from a private server, and Condy talking again. “Oh, and if yo wonderin- no, I ain't goin to replace your mind or nothin.” Jane let out a sigh of relief, though wasn't sure to trust this recording about that. “I ain't figured out the tech for that, and don't have time before I gotta set ship up.” Another frown. That certainly sounded like her- self-assured and arrogant and the only reason she wasn't doing this herself or taking over was because she wasn't able to. “But I ain't gonna let my race die wit me, or let just anybody step in an think they can run that ship. So, congrats, Heiress. You ain't the Heiress anymore. You're the Empress now. A good old Croker Empress. Dunno why I suggested that name and the guy wanted to add an extra C, but whateva. Happy new birthday. Good luck wit tha rule- an the people tryin ta knock you off the throne, guppy.”

   The recording shut down, though it didn't delete itself or anything. It was there, she could show it, she could give the others an understanding of the kind of job and responsibility she now had with this power! It was like that dumb comic that Jake was talking about from time to time. Responsibility came with power and all that, right? So it'd be irresponsible for her to just waste it, to not put some things into place... and she needed someone she could trust as her own Heiress now- after all, that comment about the throne worried her... and hey, she knew the perfect candidate. The other file was the drug Condy used- and other variants of it. It was designed to create a fuchsia-blooded troll, using human DNA as a reference to rebuild a body along those lines... though it also had a variant of it WITHOUT the massive psionic/psychic abilities. She'd... try to hold those back a bit. Reaching into people's minds was probably only something to do if they were going to do bad things, right? And there were variations. Specific, specialized abilities, all coded to different tiers of blood... she could do this. She could do what Condy couldn't! And more than that, she could do it in a way that didn't result in a whole lot of inhumane death- she could make everyone better and be able to keep them in check to make sure it didn't turn into some toxic mess- steering the bus towards something sensible! But first... she had to go convince someone, and she knew just how to do it...

   Roxy woke up the next morning feeling off. She had one new message on her backlog, and looking up, she saw the computer flashing with “WARNING: UNIDENTIFIED SERVER ACCESS”... and a giant, fuchsia troll that she thought was the Condesce until she heard that voice. And then felt a faint sting on her neck. “Hey, Roxy! Let's get you ready to run this new Empire! We've got a lot of work ahead of us!”

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crabdad and biclops transforming into trolls

Endangered Species

Both Sollux and Karkat’s lusii had made it to the meteor in their session. The two lusii were the only remaining troll guardians, however, as the rest had been killed off along with the rest of Alternia. They mostly kept to a large gym, as it was the only room big enough to stand in without crouching. The pool in the next room doubled as a good source of water, seeing as how both lusii were too large to operate the small water fountains in the main room.

“Time for dinner, you giant asshole,” Karkat said as he opened the double-door to wheel in the large amount of tuna cans in a shopping cart the crab normally ate. The crab dad walked over to Karkat to pat him on the head before taking one of the large cans in his claws and clenched around it. The can popped open to allow the fish to fall into its open maw. The doors opened once more as sollux wheeled in another shopping cart, this one full of large bags of Doritos.

The crab stopped for a moment as it felt like his stomach had begun churning. He paused for a moment before opening another can of tuna after it had stopped. The churning started up again, but this time more painful. The crab dropped the can to the floor to clutch its stomach. Karkat stepped closer to his lusus and hugged his leg.

“This might hurt, but I had to do this. Protecting my friends was my responsibility and I failed horrible. I lost a lot of friends to my incompetence and Eridan and Gamzee’s stupidity…”

Karkat trailed off as he was lost in thought. The crab cried out in pain and Karkat looked back and continued.

“I know you’ll understand, you always looked after me. I just need to know I didn’t doom my entire race.”

The giant crab felt ill as a feeling of his insides liquefying took over him. Everything within his hard shell sloshed around as he bent over to vomit onto the floor. The shell started to constrict around his form, squishing his inner body. The contraction continued around his inner form and the crab let out wails of pain. As pressure built outside of his body, the crab felt his insides begin to shift into a more solid shape.

Cracks formed along the crustacean shell and grew bigger and deeper the smaller the creature got. His claws split apart as red fluid gushed out of the shell while new humanoid fingers emerged. The creature clenched its new fingers as nails emerged from the skin to cover the sensitive part of his fingers. Shell bits began to fall off along his arm and clattered to the floor, curling into themselves while still shrinking.

The creature clumsily moved its new appendage with fingers it hadn’t gotten used to. The crab began to tear off the constricting shell and fell down as his feet began to ache with the same sensation the growing nails on his fingers had done. Shell littered the floor as soft, grey flesh was exposed to the air, outside of the shell.

Two points jutted out from the final bit of shell, the head. Average-looking horns cracked the remaining dome piece as the shell basically shattered and fell to the floor. The crab blinked its eyes as they changed under the red, bloody film was wiped from his new eye sockets with his fingers. The hands traveled down the new face to touch his new features. The lusus was sure it was definitely a troll now. He then began to scratch a horrific itch on his scalp as hair grew in and grew to neck-length.

“Eghhghg,” The ex-crab began to sigh, new lips numb and motor function still kicking in. The crab began hacking as a large wad of probably biological mush was hacked onto the floor. The new troll jumped back and waggled its wet foot to shake off the vomit. He looked down at an unfamiliar sensation and saw a new bulge poking out of a slit he hadn’t realised he had gotten. Examining his body further, he guessed he was about the same age as Karkat now.

The new troll looked over to see the other lusii clutching its stomach as Sollux watched, leaning on the cart. The giant monster held its heads in both of its hands as bones shifted near his neck to draw the heads closer. The creature shrank as the heads blended together. Minds merged as the mouths met to form a horrifically long line across the crudely mashed heads. The fingers cracked and the monster wailed as its larger fingers each split into two and its toes split into 3’s and 2’s.

The monster’s skin began to take on a gray tint as the head now resembled an oval on its side. The eyes shifted into the position of normal troll eyes on their side of the face and quickly resembled sollux’s. His new skull cracked in the middle of its face broke to allow a cartilage nose to grow in between the eyes. The mouth settled into a normal mouth as the sides of the head went through a similar procedure as the face while ears grew out.

The creature’s horns moved through its skull to take place on the skull in a position for normal trolls. The horns changed colors to that of a normal troll’s while the skull reformed the cracked fractures. His nails were tinted yellow, which contrasted nicely against its new, grey skin. Hair grew out while the troll tried to bring both of its consciousnesses together into a singular mind. It moved its new appendages and mouth to get a feel for them as his size normalised to average teenage troll height. It briefly winced as a slit formed between its legs. A bulge slipped out of the slit to show the new troll it, like most trolls, had both a nook and bulge.

The new trolls’ brains felt like they were expanding in their skulls as the brains evolved to handle the brainpower of a normal troll. The ex-crab felt a piece of clothing hit its face as sweatpants were thrown on him by Karkat.

“Here, I don’t want you to get cold,” Karkat said, looking away at the naked troll. He threw a shirt next once the ex-lusus had put its pants on. He looked over to see Sollux’s ex-lusii also wearing the same thing.

“We better start training while the brains are still fresh. I have all the language tapes loaded into the common room’s t.v.” Sollux said. He stepped over to grip the new yellow-blood’s arm and practically pulled the limp figure through the gym doors and down the hallway.

“I hope you don’t hate me, I had a whole species to think about, and the thought of my idiotic actions ruining the new universe and our prize is enough to make me really fucking depressed…” Karkat began, trying to rationalise to his ex-guardian why he had done this. He stopped when he felt warm arms grip him in a hug before pulling away and showing Karkat a smile. An awkward smile, but a smile.

“Ok, let’s go,” Karkat said. He smiled back and linked arms with the new red-blood.

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Vriska introduces John to pegging. He agrees and enjoys it. What she didn't tell him: Her cum will slowly (over the course of a few weeks) turn him into a female, mindless, totally obedient troll. I would love if you write it as some kind of diary.

(So I tweaked it a bit, changed the end result because the “mindless bimbo” thing is so overdone, but I hope you’ll still enjoy it anon! - mod GG)

john’s pegging diary: day 1 I guess?wow this is like the weirdest thing I’ve ever had to write, but Vriska said it would be a good idea, so… i guess I’ll do it? we have been kind of dating and fooling around a little for a while now and while she is really hot, that tentacle thing of hers is really weird! but somehow I got roped into… well, letting her put it in my ass! it felt really gross at first, all slimy and cold, just squeezing my junk and making a mess on my butt, and I almost thought she was just trying to prank me or something! but then… she put it in. :B wow that was a weird feeling, it kind of hurt at first. she kept telling me to “just relaaaaaaaax” (eight a’s just for you Vriska :p) and… ugh I don’t want to admit it but it felt really good after I did, she kept hitting something really deep inside me and every time she did it made me… make a mess. :I being Vriska, she had a laugh at my mess, then filled me up with so much weird blue troll jizz that it made me stomach swell up! its been like eight hours and my belly is still kind of round from it all… she corked me up with a frigging butt plug, so I wouldn’t make a mess!! god this is humiliating. she said I should leave it in overnight and “let it aaaaaaaall a8sor8”, so whatever I guess. she said I should make a journal about it, because she wants to “ train me and my cute 8utt and I should not8 the process”? thats a little worrying, but I guess it’s fine. its not like anything is going to happen, and it does feel really good? ending the diary post for today, updating soon I guess??

day 3 of the John Egbert pegging diary of shame?so we didn’t fool around at all yesterday, because my belly was still all full of her jizz and she didn’t want to take the plug out and make a mess. my stomach was gurgling all day, but I held on and just stomached it, eheheh. puns B) the whole day I felt really restless though, and sort of needy? it was probably just the plug rubbing around in my butt or something. it feels weird when it’s in. Vriska caught me trying to jerk one out but she stopped me and told me to save myself for our “special sessions”. kind of bull crap but whatever… at least today it was all absorbed into my gut and she let me take it out, at least for a while? as weird as it feels in, it felt… really empty without it?? the human body is weird. anyways after a few hours of sweet freedom she decided it was time to screw again. I was still really horny since she stopped me yesterday so I let her… yknow, have her way again. it went in easier this time, and maybe fit a little better too? i guess practice makes perfect. today she was a lot rougher, and I discovered I might have a teensy streak of masochism? my back is all scratched up, and when she came this time she called me her “ 8ulgeslut” and… it kind of turned me on? now my stomach is full again and I feel … weirdly satisfied. it’s like when dad would make thanksgiving dinner and we would eat til we were totally bloated. wow I’ve been writing for a bit, so see you soon diary.

day 8 of the pegging diary… heheheh. wow its been a really busy week. Vriska’s been totally insatiable this week, I’ve hardly had time to write in here at all! she’s been really amping things up, pinning me down and… and using me pretty much nonstop until i can’t take any more. this was only supposed to be about me taking it up the butt, but she started getting me to suck her bulge too. i didn’t wanna do it at first, because that is a pretty gay sounding thing to do!! but… she’s pretty persuasive, and she IS a girl so i guess its okay, right……..? it tastes… kind of fruity, weirdly! like some salty sweet blue raspberry gusher goo or something! … okay fine i like sucking my weird alien girlfriend off, i see you looking over my shoulder Vriska. >:B now here is the weird thing: my butt seems to be getting bigger and I’m feeling kind of… softer in general? troll gene slime stuff must have a lot of nutrients or something and my body is absorbing them all because of how much she keeps overfilling me?? let’s go with that. oop, shes beckoning, gotta go service her for my dinner, eheheheh~

john eg8bert diary, day 12 things are… getting kind of weird. i think vriskas jizz must have a lot of hormones or something in them too, because i could swear my chest is starting to feel kinda soft?? shes been dressing me up a lot the past few days, lots of skirts and cute outfi- I mean, girly outfits!! they’re comfy sure but im a boy! but… she’s my girlfriend, so what she says goes, right? I do like to make her happy… my butt is really big now, but even though my body feels softer, I think I’m getting kind of pale and malnourished and stuff from doing nothing but taking bulge up the butt and staying inside too much. my eyes even look a little yellowish, am I getting jaundiced or something? fuck. I feel great though… and I’m feeling really horny, but when I tried to rub off the other day and she caught me, she scolded me and put me in some weird chastity belt that isn’t really the right shape for me… its weird and long. guess its all a troll would have though? mnnnff… fuck it I’m gonna go beg for her to fuck me, I need to get off and this bigger plug isn’t helping. :/

day 13okay what it going on with my bulg- I mean my dick?? it feels different in my belt… vriska says its just because its soft but it feels like it reaches further into the belt… Maybe she’s right. my eyes still look weird, and my skin is always tingling. all these nutrients or whatever must be really messing with me. I look so pale.

day 16. 8 twice, heh. something is definitely happening here. i got a paper cut and when I bled i could swear it came out weird coloured. my hair is getting longer every day, and there’s like… two weird bumps on my scalp that itch and hurt a little? if i didn’t know any better id think……. no, no, that can’t be possible, right? back on topic, John. I’m just imagining things. vriska filled me up twice today, “for good measure” she said. I think I’m kind of getting addicted to her bulge, feeling it stretching me and filling me, always writhing and wiggling and never sitting still, it fits just right and presses all the 8est spots…fuck, need to go 8eg for a third time, 8ack later diary…

day 18! alright this time im sure of it. something is happening and I think I’m turning into a troll. i hardly even noticed it because it was so gradual 8ut- but my skin is almost totally grey???????? and my eyes are looking so yellow, and my irises are totally gone! my left eye keeps throbbing, like something is trying to happen to it? i mean… when I look at it all it… doesn’t look bad? i feel almost… kinda pretty. I didn’t mention it before but I have… I’ve got breasts now, they’re getting pretty big. I know I should be freaked out, diary, but I feel gr8, and kind of horny all the time. even though my 8ulge is all trapped up inside my cage, I’ve taken to rubbing at my balls, or what used to be them, they kind of… shrank and went inside i think. 8ut there’s some spot that feels really nice there now, i think i know what it is 8ut I guess we’ll see.

day 21i talked to vriska a8out whats going on and she kind of confirmed it! “why do you think we call it geneslime? of coooooooourse it can rewrite your genes!” she said, and i guess that’s fair. if it’s what she wants, I’d do anything. when she called me John today it didn’t feel right, 8ut I’m not sure what name would feel 8etter. I’ll think a8out it……..day 22: she took off my 8elt for the first time today, and I was right!!!!!!!! my dick WAS filling it out longer, 8ecause it was turning into a 8ulge! it feels… incredi8le. she let me feel 8oth my new parts, 8ulge and nook, in use today. feeling her 8ulge wrap around mine, that was so gr8, and then she filled up my nook for the first time!! I’m going to 8ed with 8oth holes plugged tonight, eheheheh. 8ig 8elly full of geneslime in 8oth places! I’ve got an idea for what I name I want to use, 8ut.. gotta ask my mistress first. gotta 8uild up the courage… 8ut at the same time i know in my pump-8iscuit she’s gonna love it. ::::)

day 28 of j- no, 8eta vriska’s diary

it really should have 8een o8vious what was going on from the 8eginning, 8ut i guess hindsight is always 80/80 :::;p if its not clear, the transform8ion is complete! my horns grew in with the classic serket hook and crescent, my 8lood runs purest co8alt 8lue, and I feel gr8!!!!!!!! alpha vriska always wanted a little su8missive duplic8, and I’m proud to 8e that! 8eing John Eg8ert was soooooooo last sweep! I’d much rather 8e the second 8est version of the first-8est troll! now we get along so much 8etter, and it’s gr8 to 8e the altern8 of someone so super8. we take turns pailing each other senseless, 8ut of course mistress alpha always gets the last load off ::::) this will pro8a8ly 8e my last log d8, diary! who needs that outd8ed name on the cover? good riddance to 8ad ru88ish! alpha Vriska is calling, so I’ve got to go! we have some 8ig plans for l8er, so many irons in the fire! my 8ulge is puls8ing just thinking a8out it :::;) au revoir, diary!!!!!!!!-VS

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I erm..hope this is okay. John E4(Terezi)

8ONK, john has been cracked on the head by a hammer that looks remarkably similar to a one he owned at one point, it’s unclear if he still has that hammer, but whatever this particular hammer has done it.

John felt… wrong, things weren’t right and he knew it, looking at his hands they had slimmed out, and not just his hands, his whole body was slimming out, shoulders losing their squareness and slimming down, becoming more rounded, meanwhile his magritt counter wherever it was, if it was even real was dropping at an alarming rate. John’s skin beginning to turn a shade of patchy grey, and those grey patches were spreading, slowly turning his whole skin that colour.

He was so distracted by those changes, and the greying of his skin that he didn’t even notice the new pair of borderline “spike”-like horns that had grown on his head, a pair of orange candy corn like points on his… changing noggin, john’s hair having already grown to near shoulder length, his face also distorting, those buck teeth receding, and sharpening, all his teeth sharpening to quite vicious looking pointy shark, or dragon, like fangs. Irisis and eyes fading to teal and yellow, seemingly whatever john’s turning into hasn’t suffered any damage that would warrant a lack of eyes, whatever that means.

Boomph, that’s what john felt as he felt his hips and chest push out, a pair of very average and easily concealable breasts pushing out of his chest, the hips on the other hand, that would take a lot more effort to hide, john’s backside a pair of seemingly grey fleshy melons. which only caused him to blush… a teal blush and let out a loud gasp as he felt his genitals, suddenly change to something quite alien.

“W-WH4T H-H4PP3NED!?” John shouts, his voice sounding… extremely different than he’s used to, leaving the former human standing there, in a body not his own.

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Jade is not God Tier. Feferi is. They are alone on the battleship together. Feferi uses her powers to make Jade a troll, expand her breasts and butt, and give her dog ears and a tail. Trolls with bulges and nooks, please.

   The ship was cozy. A nice place to visit, but a few agonizing years into the voyage, and Jade was beyond a doubt getting a little tired of the same corridors day after day. Jade had just turned 18, a year that would normally bring excitement for many a human girl. Now they were considered an adult, and were free to do as they pleased. But Jade didn’t have a single human to celebrate that fact with, rather all she had was Feferi. The god tiered sea troll was a perfect friend to have on this trip, when she wasn’t being a little too creepy, but Jade was aware that they both had some… personal things to take care of a bit too often for their liking. Early in their session there was something about a modifier, making the endgame be more horny? They honestly thought it meant everyone would be a troll or something by the end, but as the air of the ship was thick with lust, Jade learned else wise. Feferi was a troll, and trolls loved to cum. They needed to, they evolved on the idea the ones who survive are the ones who cum a metric shit ton. So Feferi needed an abundance of alone time when the hex started to effect her. Silently she would masturbate, and well, she needed something to masturbate to. Sure, they could eventually conjure the way to alchemize some sort of Alternian porn, but Feferi probably wanted something fresher. So Jade got in the habit of taking some themed photos for the sea troll to drool over. This was something a less horny Jade might not have done, but as it was, she was far too excited by the prospect of Feferi masturbating to her every night.

   Jade would put on dog ears and a tail, even paint her body grey. But one day, Feferi was done with pretend. Simply, she needed to fuck. The fear of Jade getting much older beyond this ripe age scared the empress, and her need to have territory was expanding. She had powers, so, she figured she might as well exploit them. She hid, approaching Jade as she prepared dinner. A quick zap of green, and suddenly Jade’s tongue was hanging. Jade’s eyes fell to her tongue, where this peach colored drool was falling from her. She looked for a mirror, and found the color of her skin was melting away. She should be panicking, but… It felt just soooo nice. She giggled, watching her eyes turn yellow, little nubby horns sprout from her head. She played with these little sprouts atop her head, admiring their shape, when she then rubbed up against some new growths. They were furry white dog ears, which grew and grew. Her rear was so bubbly, and she had to strip down her to her green panties. Her bra and shirt did not survive, however, the growth of her breasts. Her nose tugged her strings, and she was driven over to the food. She couldn’t take it any longer! She flung the food onto the floor, bending over like a dog, and ate it all up. Her bulge sprouted from her girly underwear, tearing it a little along the waist band. She took the tendril in hand, and gently jerked it. Feferi, admiring her handy work, spanked the fat grey rear in the air, and wasted no time sticking something long and fuchsia up her breeding hole. The next thousand years on this ship was bound to be incredible, and Feferi was more than happy to exploit her powers to make Jade as perfect as any lustful doggy could care to be~ 

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The Condesce turns John into a troll girl to be her heiress, and alters his personality to be more like Meenah?

(Let’s try a new format to fill this one well~ I’m ignoring canon talk style for HIC for this one.)Day 1

Blue boy is full of spunk, I’ll give him that, but he isn’t exactly what I need him to be. A bit too pink in the skin department, also not nearly aquatic enough? How do boys like that even manage to be that thin? He needs a ‘lil more muscle, maybe even some piercings!

Day 2

Starting to look so much better. I got him soaking in a big special tub, it’s full of all the nutrients a growing troll girl needs. Grey paint, some radiation… Some more paint… Grubsauce. 

Day 3

So cute~ He came crawling up, his head all dizzy from the chemicals, and complains to me like the big mama I am to him about how he doesn’t have horns! Poor troll, so confused. So lost. I glued some on his head so he doesn’t feel left out.

Day 4

Aaah~ Boobies on him, so cute. That grey booty too, look out! I’m proud of my new heiress. I’m even starting to detect him letting go of his manners, starting to show the real attitude I look for in my heiress. 

Day 5

Finally, I can take that mind control tiara off. My new princess is complete. While she needs to take her new work out seriously, that tight grey body and fierce piercings are a force to be reckoned with. I’m so damn proud of her~ <3