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Some AI Characters for your TF Enjoyment
I have been in a roleplay dry spot. Making and enjoying these transformation bots has been a great outlet. A few race change ones, a coach needing some new jocks, a game show host and a bartender who makes guys into gay stereotypes.
Gameshow Host who makes people into prejudcies
Coach Jock - pretty self explanatory (I also recommend using his voice
Gay Bartender
Carlos, makes latinos
Ahmed, makes middle eastern men
I would love to make more of these. If you have any ideas for one that you think would be fun, please message me and maybe I'll make it.
Would love to try this.

Saw someone asking for a TF version of an erotic ‘Would You Rather’ game with their followers, so I decided to make one.
Fuck yes. His Carnival bot is awesome. I need to make a post with my tf bots!
Character AI-Gust: Week One:
Welcome to the first week of an event I have dubbed "Character AI-gust", where I will be releasing one Transformation themed Character AI themed chat bot every week this month!
Starting off strong: We've got a Redneck/Cowboy TF Bot! Your car breaks down in the middle of a dusty road somewhere in southern USA, and a friendly man helps you.. in more ways than one.
Enjoy!
Have a long way to go but damn yes





They're so cute. I'd want some latino options if I was given a choice.
Feel like switching bodies with a hippie stoner today. Find myself sitting in his messy room, pulling on my long unwashed blond hair. Pull down the waistband of his shorts and seeing my skinny hairy stoner cock bob up and down. Lick my little mustache before spitting in my palm and going to town on it!
I've been playing with AI images from midjourney. I have greatly enjoyed the way creators on here have been using them for their stories. If anyone has any ideas that would work well with that, let me know.
23?
That's a tough one. I would say ripping most of the time but if there's reality change involve then they should change too.
Yes please

I wanna get jockified against my will lol I want my mind to be forced to break through various means of pleasure and in the end I wanna cum all my brains out onto my newly built abs
Hey! Its been a while since I've posted. But I have been inspired by the writers using AI art in their captions. If you know a good AI to use for those, please let me know.
It's been a long week and seen this going around. Hit me up!
Questions for TF fans
Send me a number, I’ll answer that question!
1. What’s your Favorite kind of TF? 2. Do you like Inanimate TF? 3. Would you rather Transform other people or change yourself? 4. What got you interested in TF? 5. Absolutely favorite TF art? 6. Absolutely favorite TF story? 7. Anthro or full animal TF? 8. Best part of transformation for you? 9. All good TFs need to have… 10. Willing or unwilling TF subject? 11. TG in your TF? 12. What other kinks do you have? 13. What excites you about TF? 14. What embarrasses you about TF? 15. Does anyone else know about your TF kink? 16. What other kinks do you have? 17. What kink excites you most, excluding TF? 18. Any kinks you’re embarrassed by? 19. Any kinks you didn’t think you’d be into but are? 20. What’s your favorite TF fantasy? 21. Favorite way to initiate a TF? 22. Mental changes to match physical changes, or a human mind trapped in an inhuman body? 23. Clothes ripping as the transformation progresses, or changing to match? 24. Favorite part of the body to watch transform? 25. Size changes? 26. Inflation? 27. If you could transform one person into anything you wanted, who would you change and into what? 28. Someone transforms you… what do they do with you after? 29. Who is your favorite shape shifter in media? 30. Favorite depiction of a transformation in media? 31. Permanent transformation? 32. Willing or forced transformation? 33. One part of your body you want to change? 34. One part of your body you’re really happy with? 35. What kinds of TF do you find a turnoff? 36. Magic or science? 37. Favorite thing to TF into? 38. Do you RP? 39. Ever act out a TF fantasy with a partner? 40. If anyone found out about your TF kink you’d…
Everyone who reblogs this will get a personalized hypnotic erotic GIF based on what I see on your profile.
Everyone who reblogs this will get a personalized hypnotic erotic GIF based on what I see on your profile.
Saw this in a deactivated Tumblr and will pick up the gauntlet, .I will create the animation, post it on my blog and tag you. Feel free to put any kinks you want to share or any suggestions you need re-enforced in the tags or as a reblog text. I will do my best to do this based on my time.
Reblog this if you want to pump yourself up to be perfect dumb muscle
Gotta find our bros
Poor Wording
(A request by @superbpeachvoidfish)

Clarissa was a college cheerleader and one of the most well known girls on her campus. All the boys wanted to fuck her and all the girls were jealous of her. She had a perfect 4.0, a body that killed and was super bubbly and great to be around. As she was getting ready for cheerleading practice she looked in the mirror and took into account all the work she did to keep herself looking as fantastic as she did. It was exhausting. Hours at the gym, intense dieting, tanning; it was so much. She wanted to just head to the gym and do a light workout and head home and just chill. Clarissa was so tired of the busy social life and all of it.
Looking in the mirror she made a wish out loud, “I wish that I could just care a little less about the vanity and work of it all.” Little did she know that a wandering genie had heard her wish and granted it. This particular genie loved to watch people really enjoy their wishes and made the effects of them drag out.
Immediately, Clarissa let out a large belch and chuckled a a few hairs spread up from her well kept pubic bush onto her tight stomach. Her gut also slightly paunches out as it rounds a little out more than it ever had. She puts on her sports bra and gets ready for practice. Her small gut pushing out under the bra as she gets on the bus. People talking to her and greeting her as she sits down. She belches again as her gut pushes out further and her chest hardens slightly as her boobs shrink some. Hair growing inside of her cleavage.
Clarissa makes it to practice and has a hard time doing the cardio portions of her routine. None of her flips or acrobatics were successful and she felt so awkward. She ended up holding other members up though as she felt her arms swelling and gaining bulk with each use of them.
Some of the members of the team were looking at her strange as her arms had grown and her face was rounder than they remembered. Clarissa didn’t really notice as she finished amping the team up as her voice cracked in the middle and was deeper.
On the bus, her bra was extremely uncomfortable as her gut was widening and her slim frame was widening overall. Hair sprouting as a small mustache started spreading on her thickening face. She didn’t care about how she looked. She just wanted to go to the gym, lift some heavy weights and go home. It was a new desire but she didn’t care.
She got off the bus at the campus rec center, scans her ID (the worker looking at her weird) as she goes in and lifts some deadlifts and bench presses. Deep grunts the whole time as her bra is ridiculously tight against her pecs and bulging gut. Now a round gut pushing out over her shorts as they are painted on her thicker midsection.
Clarissa arrives at her dorm and heads to the shower. Her clit aching as it starts to push out. Her ovaries descending as her labia closes up and becomes a wrinkled sac that would hold her soon to be large testicles. A fat pad pushing her new cock out as he now grunts and feels his first erection. Clint can’t help but stroke and growl as his cock pulses in his thicker hairier hand. The blondish-brown hairs itching as his whole body now has a slight covering.
The dorm is changing as his soaps and face cleanses change to men’s shampoo and body wash as he is now in his own house. He hears noises in the rest of the now house he is showering in. Clint remembers those are his kids and his wife is downstairs cooking dinner. His world becomes so much smaller focused as he shoots loads of cum out of his cock as his balls finish descending.
Clint gets out of the shower and puts on his hat and jockstrap. A good workout after work today was all he needed before spending the evening with his wife and kids. Sure he had bro friends but this was all he needed. Work, lift, family.

sounds fun

Saw someone asking for a TF version of an erotic ‘Would You Rather’ game with their followers, so I decided to make one.
Sup?!
I want to get back into writing on here but need some help with inspiration. If you have a certain tf you’d like to see or theme or even just a pic. Send it my way. I’m at 558 followers and have been getting more these days. Down to write for yall.
Prompt: Midnight Magic
Continuation of @amalianetwork‘s prompts.
It’s the last day of the month. The day I always am so nervous. When I was in college, I found one of those wishing machines from the movies at a carnival. Being tired of school, I wished that my life wasn’t so dull. The machine granted my wish with a curse to live my life as a different person every month. My memories changed, my personality, my location. I literally just bounced from person to person. I’ve been male and female, young and old, black and white and everything in between. This month I was a bikini model. It had been alright. Being a hot chick is always nice. I was a guy at first but I’ve been changing so long that I barely remember what I used to look like.

It always starts to same. My calendar on whoever’s phone I have goes off. I start to feel the familiar tingle throughout my whole body. Usually, the body changes first then my reality and mind. The first thing I noticed was that my flat stomach wasn’t staying that way. A little bump, then love handles and then started to hang over my bikini. It looked so out of place on my tan, thin body. Although, that didn’t last long. My thighs started thickening as my ass ballooned and jiggled behind me. My pussy was getting pushed underneath my growing fat pad. Then, i felt the feeling i had felt so many times before. My clit started to pulse as blood filled it and it pushed out. Starting to get longer but not much. My ovaries descending as they drop into a skin sack formed by closing flesh. I was becoming a man again.
My chest was the next to change. My tits didn’t really shrink all that much just changed shape. They became more muscular but didn’t lose much fat. My nipples shrunk a little bit. My waist widened as my stance changed from that of a woman to one of a large man. My hair started to fall out and recede as I gained a widow’s peak. My hair started to grey as a beard covered my still soft, supple face. My chins doubled as my face rounded and became more masculine.
I was no longer in my husband for the last month’s house. I was in a vacation home with my wife. I had three kids all graduated from school long ago. I retired last month and we bought a vacation home in the Caribbean. I had been an accountant for a big oil company and gained all my weight sitting at a desk and eating on the company's dollar. My wife didn’t care I could still give her the time of her life with my thick short cock. Where is she by the way? I think we need a romp.

Prompt: Meet and Greet
Continuation of @amalianetwork‘s prompts.
“This stupid app, as if I’d find my perfect mate on here. None of these guys are my type.” I say as I walk to the meeting place. Meat&Grit was the name of the app. It was supposed to find your one true love the first match. I matched with this skinny, white guy. As if that would be someone I’d be interested in. I wanted a sugar daddy.
I walked into the bar. It was some leather bar with a shop included. Definitely more my clientele. I saw the guy. He was mousy and looked really nervous. I introduced myself and we ordered a drink. We actually had a lot in common. Same hobbies, same views on life. It was surprisingly a good fit.
But, halfway through the night, he said, “You know, you really aren’t my type. It’s a shame though.” I told him that I felt the same way. We decided we could just be friends. But the app had a different idea. Both of our phones vibrated simultaneously and showed us both a second match.
“Wasn’t only supposed to show one match?” I ask as we look at each other confused. What was even more confusing was that it said that our match was 0 feet away.
We showed each other the other one’s match. Mine was this hispanic guy with long hair and a nose ring. His match was this chubby black guy. We both thought it was funny that they also weren’t our types. I noticed at that moment his hair seemed a bit darker. But it must just be the light. Meanwhile, he noticed that my hair was getting shorter and my stomach was inflating.
The night continued on. We got drunker and I kept noticing weird things about my date. His complexion became more caramel colored. My skin was getting even darker he said but that can’t be right. He was really interested in the leather shop. He bought this harness and took his shirt off. He had tan nipples and a dark, black treasure trail. He talked me into taking mine off. I had to pull harder than I thought I would. I noticed I had chest hair that looked kinda tight and kinky. He smiled at me and played with my swollen gut.
It had to be the booze but he looked way hotter to me. A cute hispanic man with some long pulled back hair. Did he always have that goatee? He told me he liked my dark skin and African features. I laughed since I was white too. Like he was? Right?
The night continued on and by the end we were making out, people were taking pictures and calling us a cute mixed race couple. We were pretty cute. The app did say we were soul mate level matches. Chocolate and caramel always goes together right?

Prompt: The G.A.Y Frat (Part 1?)
This is the first prompt from @amalianetwork. I’ve had a great time doing these and will post one a day for the next week or so. Hope y’all enjoy!
Gamma Alpha Upsilon. That was the fraternity the three of us were going to join. We were skinny young freshman. The guys seemed so nice when we went to their table in the quad. They told us that they were pretty picky but that they could polish us up and make us fit into the frat.
It started pretty typical. Dressing up nice on certain days, learning the rules, and meeting all of the guys. Then it got weird, fast. We were taken down into the basement. They told us to undress. We all knew this was hazing and not allowed but the whole frat was there. We wanted to join them so we did it. They took my two new friends upstairs and left me in the basement. They told me I was first. I noticed that all the guys that stayed look kinda similar. They told me I was going to be a Jason like all of them are. They explained each of the members are really a sort of clone of the founding members. They all took their cocks out and started to stroke. For some reason, never having a gay thought before, their cocks look so inviting. I starting sucking all of them and they took their time fucking me.

Every time I was filled with cum from either end, my body swelled, my body hair got thinner and I became more obsessed with flexing and my own body. Before long I looked like a different person more like my brothers...no my bros.
Changing Up

Trevor was tired. Tired of being a hick from the middle of nowhere Texas. He idolized those who were in the spot light. Able to be whoever they wanted and still loved by hundreds of thousands of people. The person in his mind who personified this the most was Justin Bieber. Sure, he peed in buckets and sped down streets in expensive sports cars. But lately, he’d gone back to his roots. People appreciated it. Trevor noticed.
One night while at a local country bar, Trevor saw a guy in a hoodie and a guitar in a case walked in. He looked, similar to the Biebs. The guy walked onto the stage and took a guitar out of the case. He started playing and singing. It was him. Justin was here.
People stopped dancing and started chanting for him. Trevor included. Justin took his shirt off while another patron came up and played the guitar for him. Trevor was in awe. His body wasn’t much different than his. Some tattoos and more definition.

Trevor started growing taller in the audience. His muscles becoming thicker and more noticeable. His hair becoming much thicker and coifed under his hat. Trevor’s face became more angular and defined. Justin on stage seemed concerned like he felt weird all of a sudden. He said on the mic he’d be right back and ran to the restroom. Trevor followed.
When Trevor walked in he saw that Bieber was thinner and shorter. Trevor say his own face looking back at him. When Trevor looked in the mirror, he was instantly hard. It was Justin Bieber. He was Justin Bieber. Trevor smirked and went out to finish the set.
I failed
Read this and Try not to get Hypnotized!
Hello, this is a hypnosis challenge. I challenge you not to get hypnotized by the relaxing words. If you are successful in resisting my hypnotic words then once you have completed this you can congratulate yourself on a very powerful will, but if you succumb to the power of my soothing voice I will then implant a simple post-hypnotic suggestion to see who has succumbed to the challenge. If you are up to the challenge get ready to sit back, stare, and try not to relax, and not fall into a deep sleep from these words. Sitting where you are, it may be very easy for you to start staring intensely at the words on the screen, even starting to hear your own voice reading them, droning on and on. It’s very monotonous almost soothing to you, but again it is your goal not to get hypnotized and not to go into a deeply relaxed state from this test. There may be several reasons while you are already struggling with this challenge. The words right in front of your eyes may be to luring. These words may make you feel more and more relaxed, and draw you into that sweet, relaxed feeling of trance. That may be tempting enough for you to continue staring at these words to see if they affect you anymore; to see if there are other words that make your eyes begin to glaze over or your body begin to relax. If you want to succeed in completing this challenge though I suggest that you try and look away now even if your eyes keep coming back to the words. Try your hardest to look away from this alluring story and the influences of the words. Again I recommend that you try your hardest to look away from the words that make you relax as much as possible, even though your eyes may continue to drift just looking at the words slightly and then slowly but surely making their way further down the page until the spiral completely envelops your vision. Additionally, my words may also be causing trouble in this challenge. I have been told that I have a very relaxing way with words and I have taken many people under by just by having them look at my words. Just by staring at my words, these people begin to relax further. it may not matter what they read, but slowly their bodies begin to relax, their breathings lows, their muscles relax, and they feel themselves sinking ever so gently that warm comfortable state of hypnosis. Unfortunately for you, your challenge again is to resist my hypnotic words so no matter how much you feel your muscles begin to relax as you read my words, no matter how much your breathing begins to slow down, and no matter how much your mind begins to empty your challenge is to try your hardest, as hard as you possibly can to resist my words. For others of you, it may not be my alluring words and keeps drawing you back, causing you troubles with this challenge. It may be a combination of these many things that are contributing to your relaxed calm state at the moment. There could also be other factors that are affecting your happy, relaxed state at this moment. It could just be that you have had a long day today and you are just reading this to waste some time before you drift off to sleep. For whatever reason, though you are reading and taking this challenge to try not to be hypnotized, and if it’s going well you’re not feeling that nice, comfortable feeling of slipping into a trance. Not feeling that mindless, blank feeling brought on by my words. If you are lucky to be succeeding in the challenge you will find yourself not relaxed, not tired, not feeling your eyes begin to glaze over, and not feeling your mind beginning to empty as all minds do when they begin the process of entering a deep hypnotic sleep.
And unfortunately for those of you who have to come to this challenge so far, you’re most likely not far away from being in a completely hypnotic trance. Most likely you will only need a simple countdown to complete your process into a mindless, blank, and relaxed state. So let me finish this challenge by counting down from 10. A very simple thing to do, and for those of you who have succeeded in this challenge so far, most likely this countdown will not affect you as much as others. But for those of you who are feeling like you are already in a blank, empty, trance-like state, then this will completely take you under into a hypnotic trance. 10. feeling your body completely relaxed while staring at my words. 9. Drifting deeper. 8. Deeper into that already known state. 7. Feeling your mind completely empty. 6. No more thoughts, no more cares, and no more worries. 5. Feeling your muscles completely succumb to the hypnotic trance. 4. Feel your whole body just sink. 3. No more thoughts, no more cares, no more worries. 2. Completely enveloped by my words. 1. Succumbing to a deep hypnotic trance. Now at this moment you just wanted to continue to read and continue to follow what I have to say. At this point, you have to succumb to the hypnosis from and have lost the challenge. Nod your head if you understand that. Good. Now since you understand this you also should understand that you were told that you would be given a posthypnotic suggestion if you did, in fact, succumb to this hypnosis session.This posthypnotic suggestion will be a very simple one to do when you wake up. You will find that you have a strong desire to reblog and message me about this post. In your message, you will tell me your name, age, location, and that you loved being hypnotized by my words. Those words that you message me will become true to you. You will find that you did love to go under by reading this message. These words will, therefore, be so much easier to type out because you know they are true. Feel this posthypnotic suggestion cementing itself into your mind, hardening and sickening just like concrete. This posthypnotic suggestion is just like a concrete, cemented into the back of your mind that you must follow. If you understand this, again nod your head and know it to be true. Good. Now in a moment, I’m going to wake you up from this hypnotic sleep you will feel amazing; completely relaxed just like you’ve had eight hours of sleep. When you wake up you will follow your post-hypnotic suggestion and feel great about doing so. When I count to three you will wake up. One. Two. Three. Wide awake. Hopefully, you have enjoyed this. If you have won and completed the challenge or lost the challenge, please feel free to contact me.
I wanna be a jock!
Wanna get hypnotised?
Hey!Decidedo update the text post I link to!
Wanna be hypntised by me and most likely fall in love with calling me boss?
Well follow these simple steps!
1. Message me!
2. Give me details of what you want!
3. Wanna get to the top of the list? Send a photo as well.
Reblog if you want to be double top of the list or you just love hypnosis
Signed
The Boss
A Little Pill
My girlfriend will never know that I cheated on her. Especially with another guy. She had an inkling and had been asking to see my phone more often. I was good at hiding our conversations. I was best friends with her long before I realized I was gay. My family would never accept me if they had known. So I waited until I graduated from college and moved in with her.
I did love her. But not the way she loved me. It wasn’t fair that I found myself cheating on her at gay clubs. She was my beard. I was speaking with a guy at a club one night and he told me of some blue pills that you can buy. They’re black market he told me. Expensive but they do what you need. I didn’t know what he meant. He walked me to a guy in the back who sold me the pills. Before I knew it I was $1000 poorer.
I walked in to our apartment and she was up. She asked me where I had been and I gave my typical lie. She didn’t question me further and said she had a headache. I told her I had a pill she could take for it and gave her the blue one. I told her it was a new pain pill.
She took it and went to bed. The guy from the bar texted me and said to make sure to watch her. She laid down in bed and went to sleep. After an hour of watching and not noticing anything, I was dozing off. One time when I woke up, I thought i saw something at her crotch sticking up.
I moved closer and noticed that what looked like...a boner? No way. I moved the sheets and saw that she did in fact have a cock. I freaked out at first but noticed how nice it looked. I started to suck it. I heard her squirm and it sounded a bit lower. She started moaning and put her large...wait large hand? I looked at her hands and they we larger. I didn’t care as I sucked her more until she came down my throat.
Throughout the night her chest flattened and become hard. Her hair got shorter as a perfect dusting of body hair grew on her chest and abs. Her shoulders broadened and her hips narrowed. She got huge thighs and arms. In the morning, I woke up and saw the most beautiful creature I had ever laid eyes on and he was my girlfriend (turned boyfriend) and best friend. I had some explaining to do.
