Friends, my time here has been short but memorable. It’s been a pleasure sharing my stories with you, and while none of my content has been flagged, it just won’t be the same here without all the great adult content creators.
And so, I’m out. My primary platform for engaging with people will once again be Twitter, at least until I find a better one to migrate my tumblr-exclusive stuff. Please follow me there if you can!
You can also find some of my work here:
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Friends, my time here has been short but memorable. It’s been a pleasure sharing my stories with you, and while none of my content has been flagged, it just won’t be the same here without all the great adult content creators.
And so, I’m out. My primary platform for engaging with people will once again be Twitter, at least until I find a better one to migrate my tumblr-exclusive stuff. Please follow me there if you can!
You can also find some of my work here:
Literotica
deviantArt
Expansion Fan Comics (requires paid subscription)
Friends, my time here has been short but memorable. It’s been a pleasure sharing my stories with you, and while none of my content has been flagged, it just won’t be the same here without all the great adult content creators.
And so, I’m out. My primary platform for engaging with people will once again be Twitter, at least until I find a better one to migrate my tumblr-exclusive stuff. Please follow me there if you can!
You can also find some of my work here:
Literotica
deviantArt
Expansion Fan Comics (requires paid subscription)
@devi-lacroix‘s blog was one of those I linked to the other day, but sadly it seems to have been caught up in the purge. If it doesn’t come back up, never fear! You can find her stories here:
https://devilacroix.com/
They’re sexy transformation stories with a focus on corruption, so if you enjoy my material, chances are these might interest you too. More will be added very soon!
Since tumblr is trying to sweep us all under the rug, here’s a list of artists and writers I’d recommend you follow (even if it’s only to find their twitter before tumblr gives us all the axe)
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Putting this up so that it’s got its own post, it’s Rose and Lilly, drawn by @lilirulu !
These are the costumes that they wear to Xeplegh’s Happy Hallowe'en Party. For Rose’s costume I basically just told lilirulu “make her a sexy witch, and the costume should show off her boobs”, and I loooove what she did with it!
Swooping right in just in time for the holiday, it’s my Halloween story! (It’s still technically Halloween where I am, so I’m counting it.) Lilly and Rose have been invited to a Halloween party! But why are all of the other guests acting so weird?
I recently discovered that there’s apparently no way to make text posts with Read More cutoffs not display the entire post at once in the mobile dashboard. So! In order to avoid making y’all scroll through this pretty long story (12000 words!) I made a separate non-post tumblr page for it, and here it is:
Xeplegh’s Happy Hallowe’en Party (Part 1)
Give it a read! It’s got big boobs, sexy Halloween costumes, and maaagic!
This story is a special Halloween collaboration between @uniracerx and @tierynbe! It’s a crossover between the witches from several of Tie’s stories (an understatement!) and Eleanor from Uni’s Goth Maid story. Let us know if you’d like us to do more of these in the future!
Read the short teaser/prologue here!
Content Spoilers: This story features fetish material involving breast expansion, butt expansion, light cowgirl anthro elements, lactation, clothes transformation and masturbation. Enjoy!
Word Count: 3236
The night of Halloween (or, as the invitation said, “Hallowe’en”) had come. In the moonlit woods at the edge of town, a path illuminated by a row of blue-flamed lanterns had appeared, seemingly overnight. They led to a mansion that appeared centuries-old. In the windows, no light save for a soft, pulsating red glow. By its entrance were lined up a dozen gorgeous, pale-skinned women in maid outfits, each more curvaceous than the last, with proportions starting in the porn star range and going from there.
They bowed at the new arrivals. “The Dark Mistress greets you!” they said in unison.
This story is a special Halloween collaboration between @uniracerx and @tierynbe! It’s a crossover between the witches from several of Tie’s stories (an understatement!) and Eleanor from Uni’s Goth Maid story. Let us know if you’d like us to do more of these in the future!
Read the short teaser/prologue here!
Content Spoilers: This story features fetish material involving breast expansion, butt expansion, light cowgirl anthro elements, lactation, clothes transformation and masturbation. Enjoy!
Word Count: 3236
The night of Halloween (or, as the invitation said, “Hallowe’en”) had come. In the moonlit woods at the edge of town, a path illuminated by a row of blue-flamed lanterns had appeared, seemingly overnight. They led to a mansion that appeared centuries-old. In the windows, no light save for a soft, pulsating red glow. By its entrance were lined up a dozen gorgeous, pale-skinned women in maid outfits, each more curvaceous than the last, with proportions starting in the porn star range and going from there.
They bowed at the new arrivals. “The Dark Mistress greets you!” they said in unison.
This story is a special Halloween collaboration between @uniracerx and @tierynbe! It’s a crossover between the witches from several of Tie’s stories (an understatement!) and Eleanor from Uni’s Goth Maid story. Let us know if you’d like us to do more of these in the future!
Read the short teaser/prologue here!
Content Spoilers: This story features fetish material involving breast expansion, butt expansion, light cowgirl anthro elements, lactation, clothes transformation and masturbation. Enjoy!
Word Count: 3236
The night of Halloween (or, as the invitation said, “Hallowe’en”) had come. In the moonlit woods at the edge of town, a path illuminated by a row of blue-flamed lanterns had appeared, seemingly overnight. They led to a mansion that appeared centuries-old. In the windows, no light save for a soft, pulsating red glow. By its entrance were lined up a dozen gorgeous, pale-skinned women in maid outfits, each more curvaceous than the last, with proportions starting in the porn star range and going from there.
They bowed at the new arrivals. “The Dark Mistress greets you!” they said in unison.
Madeline huddled into Cassandra a little. “I don’t like their unison, Cass, it’s creepy,” she whispered. “Their busts are decent, though.” Maddie’s choice of costume was a black dress with a gray corset and orange stripes up the side of the lower half, along with shoulder high black gloves and comically small witch hat pinned to her bun.
Cass sighed. “Always thinking about boobs. I’m sure they’re just very practiced for this greeting thing.” Cassandra’s outfit matched her partner’s, though the corset didn’t have much to hold up.
“You say that now,” Maddie said, squinting. “If they start appearing behind us inside, I’m leaving.”
“Oh, come on, let’s not get off to a bad start.” The bottom-heavy witch pulled her girlfriend up the short set of stairs leading to the front door. She knocked.
The doors opened by themselves with an ominous creak, because of course they did. Behind them, backlit by countless red candles, a lone maid bowed to the couple. She seemed a bit younger than the others, though just as well-endowed. Breasts the size of her head, held up by her cleavage-baring, black latex-like uniform, wobbled into clearer view as she pulled back up. Like most of those outside, her skin was white as a sheet, contrasted by her black lipstick, a glimmering, ruby-red set of real-looking devil horns, wings and tail, as well as an ornate amethyst brooch on her chest that seemed attached to nothing besides her skin. Her jet-black, white-headdressed hair was worn in a rounded, almost geometrically perfect bob-cut.
“Mistresses Madeline and Cassandra, I’m presuming?” she asked, after looking in turn to the witches’ respective chest and hip areas. “You shouldn’t be nervous, this place is about as dangerous as an Addams Family porn parody.” She paused, grimacing slightly and looking aside. “Which I guess does still sound pretty dangerous.”
She curtsied, then turned around and beckoned them to follow her deeper into the mansion. “Either way, I’m Eleanor, and I’ve been tasked with showing you around before the festivities begin in earnest. I’ll be at your beck and call through the night, and I really do mean your beck and call.” She looked back at them and wiggled her eyebrows with a suggestive, wry grin. “Or we can just hang out, either works for me.”
Maddie beamed. “Ooooh-”
“No, Madeline. Just hanging out seems fine, Eleanor.”
“Oh, fine, party pooper,” Maddie complained, hands on her hips. “We could just have magic powers show and tell though! She has to have something going on, or this mansion does. This place is seeped in transformation magic, Cass.” She pulled down on the top of her dress, subtly trying to assert her bust-dominance over Eleanor. The maid’s eyes widened slightly.
“I can feel it too, Mad. So, Eleanor, you’ve got some devil features, are you a succubus or something? If you are, I know a couple witches who would love to know you. I’m sure you either know or can guess our specialties.”
Eleanor shook her head. “I wish I were a succubus, sometimes. The Dark Mistress gave me some powers and some, ah, attributes I’m wearing,” she patted her horns, though her hand quickly slid down to her bust, “but outside of this place I’m just your average, non-magical girl.” She raised her tail, wiggling it and pointing it at the two witches in turn. “I was briefed, though. T and A, right? You’re a real match made in heaven.” Her smile widened. “Show-and-tell sounds great, actually. I can... probably let you you try a thing or two.”
She looked aside at an open door and veered towards it. With a snap of her fingers, a candelabra lit up to illuminate a large bedroom. Aside from a four-poster bed was a coffee table with three plush chairs. Eleanor stood next to one of them.
“So… Who starts?” she asked, trepidation in her voice, “I’m game for just about anything.”
The pair of witches entered directly behind their host. “I will!” Maddie nearly shouted before casting a spell on the young woman in front of her.
Eleanor gasped as she felt the magic surge through her. It didn’t feel like the kind she was used to. Not… quite. She looked down at her breasts expectantly, and…
Surprisingly, they didn’t budged at all. What she felt, instead, was her devil horns shifting on her forehead. She raised her hands to touch them, but decided against it at the last moment, instead letting the magic take its course. The horns had moved to the side of her head, resting just above her ears, which… Hold on, what was happening? Eleanor dared to touch them. They were growing longer, floppier, a little fluffy…
“Wait, what’s this-- MoooOOOO! ...Oh, okay, I get it now, that makes sense.”
The black and white of her maid outfit were shifting around on her body, turning into a cow-print pattern. It was an amusing sight, but she was a little distracted right now, especially as her breasts started taking more and more of her field of view.
“Oh, there we go. Mooo…”
Her latex uniform was creaking as flesh began to overflow, and she quickly pulled it down to let them explode outward in earnest. They were the size of football helmets now, with nipples standing erect and already starting to bead with milk. Eleanor could feel it sloshing around, adding weight to her breasts.
She turned around, resting them at the edge of the bed as they continued to grow. Far from her was the idea to deprive her guests of the sight, but there was a pressing matter that needed attended to, first.
“Moo-- Mistress Cassandra, may I request a bit of counterbalance?”
She pulled the skirt back, giving them a look at her skimpy, extremely lacy panties, not to mention her shapely butt. It could be shapelier, of course, given the way she was wiggling it in Cassandra’s general direction, smiling over her shoulder.
“Well, I guess I shouldn’t let dearest Madeline have all the fun here,” Cass said, preparing to work her magic on Eleanor. “How can I resist, when there’s such an immaculate example of an ass right here?”
“You’re making me blush!” Eleanor answered, “--Oh mooooo!”
She felt the spell hit her posterior, and what a rush it was, as two witches’ magic made its way through her body. Her devilish tail whipped right up, glowing red before it fluffed up into a cow’s tail. Meanwhile, her panties were being swallowed by the growth of her ass to proportions that rivaled Cassandra’s, her thighs swelling up in tune with her still-expanding breasts.
“Fuck, this feels good,” Eleanor panted, before turning back on the bed, not without some effort, and sitting back up, using her arms to hold her breasts up. They were about the size of beach balls now, and while the growth had slowed down, from each nipple dribbled a thin stream of milk. The maid squeezed the bare flesh in her gloved hands and, with an orgasmic cry, let out a tiny fountain of milk from each breast, squirting onto the mansion’s wooden floor.
“Mistress Cassandra, Mistress Madeline,” she finally breathed out, looking up to the two witches with a blush and an aroused expression, “thank you so much for this. But they’re so heavy-- Would you like to sample this demonic milkmaid’s delicious offering?” She crossed her arms under her breasts, squeezing them slightly and letting more milk spill out.
“You didn’t make her milk magic or anything, right?” Cass whispered.
“No, no, it should just be regular titty milk,” Maddie replied. “Unless of course the mansion did something with it. Might as well go for it, right?”
Cassandra shrugged. “I guess so.” The pair of witches placed their hands underneath Eleanor’s breasts for support before latching on to a leaky nipple. Eleanor’s flow increased, and she was rapidly gushing milk into Maddie and Cass’ mouths. Madeline’s suspicions were correct, the mansion did affect all the magical transformations inside it, and the witches’ magic was coming back to them as they nursed from their host.
Cass--being less used to it--was the first to notice the pressure of her horns growing in above her ears, which, like Eleanor’s, were growing longer and sprouting a covering of fur the same color as her hair. Neither witch seemed to care, and they stayed locked on her leaky nipples. The milk began working on their butts, stretching out the lower half of their dresses.
“Ohhhhh, fuck, mmooooo,” Eleanor moaned as her tits did their work, her bounty flowing easily from her. She gently placed her hands on the back of her guests’ heads, holding them there. Her barely-open eyes quickly spotted two cow tails swishing back and forth happily as the witches transformed further. Madeline’s booty was nearly rivaling Eleanor’s now, and Cassandra’s was well beyond either of them.
The most noticeable part of the cowgirl transformation began, and Maddie was well on her way to resting her tits on the floor as she grew. The lacing on either of their dress corsets was coming undone; the pressure of their swelling udders was too much for it. Cleavage welled out of the neckline of the dresses as Madeline’s began to tear apart, the lacing as loose as it could get. The weight of her counterbalance--her ass--pulled backwards on her, until Maddie couldn’t stay connected to Eleanor, and she tumbled back onto her pillowy backside. Cassandra followed suit soon after- even an experienced booty-witch like her wasn’t prepared for how much junk she had in the trunk now.
The witches braced themselves on their hands held out behind them. Cass’ bust had nearly overwhelmed her dress, whereas Maddie’s had, and she sat as exposed as Eleanor, their boobs roughly the same size.
“Well,” sighed Cassandra.
“I guess the mansion is having its way here, huh?” Maddie asked, looking at Eleanor.
“You’re the magic experts,” the maid said, still panting and sweating, but smiling. “Somehow that spell must have gotten contagious. Blah blah, demonic magic in the air, Halloween, crossover nexus, I don’t know.” She pulled the neckline of her uniform back on, the fabric stretching to an almost cartoonish degree before snapping back onto her massive tits, accommodating them without a hitch. Her breasts were done leaking… for the moment, anyway.
“You know, though,” she said, slowly, a glint in her eye, “it looks like you might need a change of clothes. And I did say I’d let you try some things...” In a sleight of hand’s motion, she produced two items: a tube of black lipstick and a card with some text on it, written in ornate cursive.
“Ever wanted to be maids?” she asked, handing them to the witches with a devilish grin.
Maddie stood and grabbed the two items. “Uhhh… here, Cass, read the instructions to me, and I’ll do whatever it is.” She handed her girlfriend the note.
“Sure thing, Pumpkin Boobs.” She gingerly took the note. “Step one: apply lipstick.”
Madeline uncapped the tube and twisted it to the right length. She applied the lipstick evenly over her thick lips, making an exaggerated kissy face at Cass when she finished.
The witch’s clothes burst off, leaving not a hint that they once existed. “Eep!” she squealed as she covered her sex with her free hand. Looking down at herself, Maddie noticed her already-pale skin was turning even whiter, nearly porcelain as it finally stopped. Her silver hair--in its typical bun--turned raven black, darker even than Cassandra’s hair. “Oh, come on, it took Rose a lot of time to make my hair grow in silver!”
“I didn’t think you could get any paler, Mad,” Cass said, laughing. “I don’t think you need to be modest, either, Eleanor seems harmless enough.”
“I don’t bite, most of the time. You’re doing great so far,” Eleanor said, still grinning as she sat back at the edge of the bed to enjoy the spectacle. It was actually her first time seeing it from a perspective besides her own, so this should be fun.
“Step two: suckle on each finger.”
Madeline placed the tube of lipstick down on a table and quickly stuck her right index finger in her mouth. Pulling it back out, it was impossible to not notice the silver polish now gracing the longer nail. “Huh,” she said between applications of nail polish by mouth. Finishing up the rest of her fingers, the polish seemed to expand over her fingers and spread to her hands, running up her arms to almost her shoulders, the same length as the gloves her witch costume had. Unlike Eleanor’s, there was no lace ending to the tight silver latex gloves. “That’s… something. What’s next?”
“Step three: with index finger, draw horizontal line above knee. Try not to fall over, babe.”
“Alriiiight…” Maddie followed the directions, drawing a line above either knee, most of the way up her thighs. A dark line circled either leg, and the same liquidy substance that made her gloves flowed up from her toes to her feet and finally up her legs. She wiggled her toes, curious to see what it would feel like, but just as she began, the dark mass shaped itself into shining silver high heels. As the substance traveled up her legs, it turned into thin black thigh-highs. The third step completed, Maddie wobbled on her new shoes, unused to wearing heels.
“Oh, how I wish I had my flats back. Next, Cass?”
Cass giggled before reading the next step. “This one might be a challenge for you, my little nympho. ‘Finger sex, do not cum.’ I believe in you, babe.”
“Alright, listen, you butt,” Maddie began. “I’ll be fine!” She walked a gloved hand down between her thighs and fingered herself, not minding that someone she had just met was in the room with her. Quiet moans escaped her as Madeline got more and more into it, and the next stage of the transformation began and the liquidy her substance leaked from her gloves to mold itself around her thighs, shaping into a silver thong.
Cass bit her lip watching her mostly-nude girlfriend get herself off, then noticed something else: Maddie’s butt was swelling larger with every stroke. Soon enough the mass of her booty was bouncing up and down just from Madeline’s slight movement. She was pushing past Cassandra sizes when a voice burst into her head.
DO NOT CUM.
Madeline gave a little yelp of surprise as she pulled her hand out of herself, feeling entirely unsatisfied. Her new thong snapped against her hips and groin.
“Mad? You okay?” Cass asked.
“I just- there was a voice in my head! Not mine! I did not like it one bit!”
“Yeah, it does that,” Eleanor chimed in, still watching, chin resting in her hands, in turn resting on her boobs. “If you came you would have lost all that butt progress, and obviously nobody wants that. If that part was tricky, though, hold on for the next one!”
“What am I in for, Cass?”
Cassandra consulted the list again. “Alright, step five… ‘fondle breasts, do not cum.’ Good luck, hun.”
“Oh boy,” Maddie whined. “It’s fine, I just have super-sexed boobs.” The witch brought her gloved hands to her huge breasts, gently placing them on the bottom and hefting them up, letting the masses drop as she ran her hands up towards her nipples. “Ohfuckohfuckohfuck,” she panted as she felt her knees start to wobble.
The voice re-entered her head. DO NOT CUM. DO NOT CUM. DO NOT-
It was too late. Maddie couldn’t help herself as she felt herself rumble through an orgasm, falling onto her knees. The Mistress’ punishment struck her and instantly her boobs shrank down, leaving the witch flat chested.
“Ah!” she screamed. “No no no! Maddie the titty witch will not be boobless!” She stood up urgently and snapped her fingers, quickly filling back out to her usual, hip-reaching size. Maddie looked over at Eleanor jealously and snapped her fingers again. The witch smiled as her boobs began to grow again, steadily reaching and covering more of her thighs. Her tits obscured her thong and the top of her thigh-highs.
Eleanor tisked and rolled her eyes, hefting her own breasts. “...Cheater.”
Madeline smirked at Eleanor, content with how noticeable it was that she was the bustiest woman in the room. “Alright, uhh… I guess I should try again, right? Here goes.” Maddie again fondled herself, this time biting her lip to contain herself. The liquid flowed from her gloves again, covering her huge boobs in silver. Her bust was slowly inching out, not that it mattered much in comparison to her already immense endowments. The witch restrained herself, and stopped feeling herself up as the silver liquid flowed around the rest of her torso, forming a tight corset just barely containing all of her. It continued down, forming a poofy but short skirt to match the corset. All over, Maddie’s new outfit was silver with black details.
“Cass, you have one hell of a night in store for you,” Maddie commented. Cass smiled and would have blushed if she weren’t so dark. “What’s next?”
“Final step, babe. ‘Pat the top of your head.’ Simple.”
Maddie did as she was bid. “Done.” A maid’s bonnet appeared around her bun. “Time to check me out, huh?” She turned to face a mirror and twirled herself around. “You know, to be honest, with everything else going on, I kinda forgot about the whole cowgirl thing,” she said as she swished her tail underneath her skirt. “Is this what you do to get ready for work every day, Eleanor?”
“Yep,” she said, hopping off the bed, apparently undaunted by her own high heels. Hew cow tits wobbled, threatening to pop out of their top but never quite managing it. “As far as jobs go, this one’s very nice. By the way, serving people should feel really good now, Mistress Mad. So Mistress Cass really is in for a fun night.” The maid winked.
Somewhere in the mansion, a grandfather clock rang. Eleanor raised an eyebrow and raised a gloved finger to draw a circle in the air. A clock drawn in blue flame appeared in front of her, then vanished again.
“Party’s about to start. Then again, I’m sure no one will mind if you’re fashionably late, and no one will mind if I attend to your needs. I could still show you a fun thing or two around this house.” She grinned, then her expression shifted as her eyes went wide in surprise. “Ah, moo, I’m lactating again...”
The night went by, and in the end, they never did show up to that party.
It’s TMI Tuesday! Stealing an idea from @tierynbe, characters from my stories (any of them included in the old archive!) will answer any questions you might have, including super horny ones*. Ask away!
* Character may refuse to answer questions they’re shy about, but then few of my characters are particularly shy.
Eleanor, what's the most fun you've had at the mansion?
I got to be part of an orgy involving a tentacle monster from the Abyss once! It was already a pretty crazy experience until my mind magically got switched with it for some reason I don’t even recall. It was trippy seeing my own body give oral service to an eight foot-tall amazon, but the most fun part was giving five people orgasms pretty much all at once.
Oh yeah, I might have some new stories after Halloween (sorry, Hallowe’en) so look forward to that.
It’s TMI Tuesday! Stealing an idea from @tierynbe, characters from my stories (any of them included in the old archive!) will answer any questions you might have, including super horny ones*. Ask away!
* Character may refuse to answer questions they’re shy about, but then few of my characters are particularly shy.
Patricia and Cindy were sitting on the edge of their bed, staring at their respective phones. Their favorite mobile game, Grandalia Heroes Collection (GranColle for short), was hosting a very special event. Their screens both displayed the same colorful banner, showcasing various girls in outlandish outfits, some of them with outlandish proportions, along with the words OCTOBER FESTIVAL! First draw is FREE!
"So, it's a deal, right?" Patricia said, "Whatever we get, we don't reroll until next month."
"Yeah, I'm game." Cindy kissed her on the cheek. "Well... Fingers crossed for a good one. Wanna start?"
Patricia hummed, nodded and got up. She touched her screen, pressing the banner and tapping the confirmation prompt that popped up. A glowing oval that then appeared, surrounded by multicolored sparkles as thriumphant music swelled. Patricia placed her index finger on the oval.
Rainbow light flooded the room. Patricia let out a yelp as it engulfed her. It soon faded, though her body was still glowing faintly.
Six wings of light extended from her back before disappearing into motes of pure light. Now with knee-length, platinum blonde curly hair, an elaborate silk gown, pristine white gloves, glass high heels and an ornate, winged staff, Patricia was a sight to behold. She had acquired an impressive set of motherly curves, too, with massive, gravity-defying breasts and hips to match.
"Wow..." Patricia looked at herself in the mirror, though the feel of the holy power coursing through her, the wings briefly on her back and the weight on her chest were context clues enough. "I got Angelia!" She ran a hand along her chest and marvelled at her staff, hardly believing it.
"Um, wow, congrats! You got an SSR on your first try!" Cindy had trouble tearing her eyes off her girlfriend, but now she was eager to try it too. "Okay, my turn now..." She turned back to her phone. Trembling slightly, she pressed the banner, confirmed, placed her finger, and...
Light filled the room once more, though the music was a much simpler ditty and the sparkles barely present. When the glow faded, Cindy leaned to look at the mirror and frowned.
"Friggin' Elfine? She's just a Rare!"
Aside from her now pointy elf ears and the bow on her back, Cindy was unremarkable by comparison. She was dressed in light leather armor, as generic as she could possibly be, like a mousy extra from the Dungeons and Dragons movie. Even her curves were nearly nonexistent, an actual downgrade from her normal body. A reroll was awfully tempting right now.
"Awww, don't be sad, my cute little elf," Patricia said with a giggle and a smile, pulling Cindy in and inviting her to rest her head in massive angelic cleavage. "Angelia will take very good care of you this month, don't you worry."
And suddenly, Cindy wasn't feeling so unlucky anymore.
Sorry story updates have been a little slow! I’m starting to run low on old stories to repost from other sites, but the good news is I’ve still got a big one in the tank. I may or may not have commissioned art for it, too!
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