Monster Transformation Meme

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(warning: body horror)

Whatever you were before, there's something inside you that needs to surface. You can feel it coming, fast or slow. The change will be painful, and not pretty, and it comes with strange cravings. Can you count on anyone to help you through it? Will your friends accept you in your new form?

Choose a beast from the list, or RNG for one. Arachne Cecaelia Centaur Cyborg Demon Dragon/Dragonborn Dryad Faerie Gargoyle Giant/Titan Goblin Gorgon Harpy Incubus/Succubus Kelpie Kitsune/Kumiho Lamia Manticore Merperson Minotaur Mothman Naga Nymph Satyr Shade Siren Sphinx Troll Vampire Wendigo Werebear Werecat Werehyena Werewolf

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[aemulor]

[ Abruptly, he sits back, grabbing a hold of her upper arms and pulling her up with him, onto her knees. With her wings spread out like they are, he can press his chest close to her back— not flush, but close enough, and wrap his arms around her waist, chin tucking over her shoulder to hook her to him. ]

We can be... creative.

[ With the torn fabric removed from her back, there's little to keep the front of her clothing up. Lucky for them they're alone. ]

[talentedscavenger]

[ Having him suddenly pull her arms back, not roughly or forcibly, so she can be on her knees caught her off guard. Instinctively her wings came around her front, trying to cover herself even though they were alone. Her top fell forward, falling to the ground. She wasn't sure if she could handle any more surprises. Between feeling his chest pressed against her back or his wings teasing hers, it was safe to bet he was making her feel as aroused as him. ]

Kylo...

[His name comes off as a soft whisper, torn between giving in and playing hard to get. ]

Are you saying you no longer want me in your room or bed. Hm?

[ A sly way to get him to admit what she knew he wanted it too. ]

[aemulor]

[ His hand splays out across her bare stomach, the tips of his fingers just barely skimming the underside of her breast. When he speaks, his words are as possessive as his body language. His voice is a near growl in her ear. ]

Never I would never say that.

[ He's incredibly aroused, and has been ever since he watched her transform. It had come when they were already getting close, but feeling and witnessing the power grow in her was such a turn-on for him that he could hardly resist any longer. ]

I'm merely saying that we don't necessarily need a bed.

[ He presses sloppy, needy kisses to her neck, mouthing at her pulse point and tasting her sweat. ]