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Teething Problems 7.
Luc climbed upright as the bell rang, nose perked at the scent of meat laden pizza as her stomach growled. For a moment her mind wandered from her hunger- there’d be drama if people thought she was a werewolf or vampire right, let alone both?
With a bit of tension to her vast hips, her wings retracted and she grinned at her skill, before bounding over to the door, ears virtually scraping the ceiling. Oh, right, the door was barely chest level- she bent low to open it, balancing herself on her knees as she leaned outwards with an eager grin.
The delivery guy was there as expected, holding a glorious stack of boxes, the source of that scent!
“Aw, fantastic, dinner is here!” Luc cheered, surprised at how well her husky warm tones boomed forth. Yet the human, a bearded lad, didn’t move, his mouth agape, eyes wide, staring at…
Oh yeah, she was still a giant wolf girl in the buff wasn’t she? Luc glanced down, feeling a little colour at how her vast bosom bounced, her hips scraping against either edge of the door frame, she’d probably stare too. But he had already seen, what was the problem with a little fun?
“Oh, you ok there buddy? Hope I didn’t scare you,” She purred, daring to stand a little more upright, crossing her arms under her girls. The man blinked and tried to look down, but there was no way for him to look up at her without his eyes being drawn. “I just got soooo excited for pizza that I rushed to the door- can you imagine, if you brought me them again, I’d probably do the same thing? So silly!”
“Ah… ah, no, it’s uh, no problem.” He finally stuttered, hefting the pile he was struggling with, “You… you order often?”
“Ooh, well it’s a bit steep isn’t it? But I’d never turn down a delivery if you have spares,” She winked, and barely contained her laughter as the man coloured bright red, stumbling as she took her feast from him with ease.
“Right, uh, y’know, sometimes that happens- uh, gotta go, nice to… meet you,” He blabbered, and Luc grinned and slammed the door shut, almost tumbling backwards as her ears brushed the ceiling again. After a solid twenty seconds she broke into proper laughter and slumped down by the couch again, hefting the box open.
Maybe this could be fun- after all, she was nocturnal, why not enjoy this a little bit?
Food first, then try out her wings and powers
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A lovely cute commission of Cafico ready for the summertime, by https://www.tumblr.com/its-2am-bois a slime expert on Tumblr! She might've slightly outgrown the swimsuit, but she's still pulling it off for now.
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inspired by https://twitter.com/meyoco_/status/1771230211834601683
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Slime girl hrt
So, you’ve decided you’re a slimegirl. I’ve been on fluid replacement therapy, commonly referred to as slime hrt or shortened to frt, for five years but I haven’t managed to find a decent guide on the effects I’ve been experiencing anywhere on the internet. So I’ve decided to make this little guide for anyone who might still be on the fence. Keep in mind obviously I don’t speak for everyone and other goorl’s timelines might look a little bit different based on like genetics or something.
0-6 months
• For the first 3 months the effects are, I’m told, similar to estrogen’s first couple months, you’ll notice for sure your skin getting softer, your face might round out a bit, but the most you get are the side effects
• I personally was not prepared for how thirsty I got, I had heard about it but you really don’t know how much of your body isn’t liquid until you’re replacing all of it
• At 4 months is when I noticed my skin and body were moving kinda differently, tho this got the most pronounced at 6 months
• At 6 months all of my skin rippled like the surface of a pond whenever anyone touched me or like if the wind started blowing
• My joints got a lot more flexible, and my elbows and knees became double jointed (don’t do this too much)
• My hair didn’t get tangled overnight anymore
• My finger prints went away
6-12 months
• Here’s where the real magic starts, I got a lot thirstier for one and specifically had cravings for gatorade, I think this has something to do with slimegirls being partially salt water, but it could also be the food coloring in it (this is a joke about me drinking a lot of light blue gatorade and then being light blue)
• On the subject of color my skin got a sort of blue tinge to it, and most notably got completely see through by my 8 month mark
• The changes start from the thinnest part of your body and goes in towards your core, so even by 5 months your fingertips might be completely clear
• This next part is partially why I wanted to make this guide, so obviously your body doesn’t liquify at the same rate all over, for me this meant I was able to see the muscle in my upper arms if I looked through my fingers, this is both normal and something you’re going to have to get used to as you continue your journey
• Your toes are also going to turn at the same rate, this will probably be your first experience with lint getting in your slime bits, you don’t need to worry about your bloodstream getting infected with sock but regularly picking out bits is good hygiene and something you wanna get into the habit of
• My hair officially finished it’s transition into one solid shape, it still had defined follicles but if you tried to grab a strand of hair the rest would try to come with it
• People also started to ask me who dyed my hair, please note it’s always funny to say “it’s the way Goo-d made me” in response to this
12-24 months
• This window is larger than the others because all you’re going to notice from now on are the big changes
• Avoid tanktops past 14 months, your arms should be entirely translucent at this point and while having a buncha stuff floating around in my goo is kinda gender for me, people generally do not like to see slightly dissolved organs and ribcage
• 14 months was also when I noticed that my arm bones had entirely disappeared, my leg bones were also just barely holding in there, moving without bones was so freeing
• if you ever want anyone you know to stick their fingers in your slime, now’s probably the first time anyone's willing to stick their fingers far into your arms and legs, try to get them to wiggle their fingers. if they’re really adventurous they’ll stick their whole arm through to the other side, which still makes me a little squeamish
• Now that we’re at the part where I was mostly slime, we should probably talk about slime color. I’m going to dispel this misinformation, there is no way to find out what color a slimegirl is going to be before she starts transitioning. Some people say its eye color but that’s a lie. I am naturally a blue slime girl but my eyes pretransition were green. To dispel another myth you can dye yourself with food coloring, so you don’t even really have to stress about it
• By 18 months the only part of me that wasn’t slime was my head, the skull takes the longest time to dissolve because you’re doing the skull and all the organs in there all at once, see the human body really really wants to keep the brain safe, so when your brain gets the signal to get rid of your bones, it just does it all at once
• Some people say their eyesight got better, tho that seems to be anecdotal (mine stayed the same sadly)
• 18 months is also when I started experimenting with my shape. This was probably the most frustrating part of it for me, shapeshifting your goo is like a muscle, the more you do it the easier it’ll get. If you want a specific shape, spend enough time in it, and it’ll become your default shape, though you’ll never forget your original shape.
• 24 months is the last point I want to cover, by 24 months I was 100% liquid, the heavy viscosity from early transition leads to something closer to a liquid jello. I can detach parts of my body and then move to replace it, and I can reabsorb the parts I leave behind
• Clothes should rest just on the surface of you, though I know a lot of girls just change themselves to look clothed (probably more than you think ;)
• Suspenders and heavy cardigans break surface tension for me, luckily that's also a cute look so sometimes I match my cardigan with overalls for an aquarium effect on the overall straps
• This was also when I stopped breathing and going to the bathroom
• Some people report “knowing” when certain parts of their brain turn into goo, I didn’t experience that but it certainly could happen
Things I didn’t know where else they would fit
• I feel like a lot of this post was mainly dry, so in the interest of avoiding having a dry slime girl post, this section will mostly just be slime things that brought me joy
• I love speaking in slime puns, I keep a little book of slime puns and slant rimes just in case the slime arises that i would ever ooze some
• Being out in the rain or being out on a windy day is so much better when you can feel your entire body move in the wind, in particular go out on a rainy day without anything on, and lay down on the ground, the rain rippling through your entire body is heavenly
• Speaking of weather, when I first noticed I was refracting light on a sunny day I almost started crying, I felt so pretty and right :)
• I said I stopped needing to use the bathroom, but I still do siphon off some goo once a month. Mostly this is to get out bits of trash that accumulate and also because it feels exactly like taking a shower after a hard sweaty day’s work
• Speaking of bits, get a powerful magnet and metal shaving and you could probably waste a whole day just moving metal shavings through your body
• This might be a bit late in the guide for this, but when my arms finally turned I pulled a great prank on my at the time girlfriend by sticking my hand into a blender (do not do this if you still have bones, or value your girlfriend not being really really mad at you)
So that's all you need to know before starting frt, becoming the slime of your dreams is a difficult and beautiful process. I know a lot of what i described here might be frightening but if it sounds enticing at all know that it’s worth it.
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Medley vs Howl
Story to go along with last art-piece, Megan's first super-fight.
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Suddenly her world revolved.
Megan found herself thrown back from the loanshark, chips of wood flying free as she crashed into the floor. Her mind rung like a bell, her jaw ached, and it took her eye a second to focus as she looked up.
"Hands off the boss, freak." A low snarl came from the Amazonian wolf woman striding up, golden eyes glaring at her. Behind, the loan shark packed green bills into a briefcase carefully, giving a low sigh.
"Careful with the equipment, Howl." He chided, prompting a snarl from the white wolf.
<A villain!> Virtu squeaked in her mind, <We must bring her to justice>
"Yeah, she's not that big," Megan growled, spitting out a wooden tooth, before rising, her buxom frame creaking as wooden plank scales realigned, her powerful legs planted, and she charged, swinging massive hands out.
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Pale fluorescent lights flickered overhead. Megan blinked, eyes adjusting as she took in the aisles of produce, spilled cans and boxes across the floor. Why was she in supermarket? Why did her chest hurt?
"No blood? Damn, you're tough."
The wolf woman was pushing through a hole in the wall, beyond a trail of destruction and broken planks. Oh, right, Megan realized- the beast had punched her through the wall and a couple dozen feet beyond it. Broken bricks and dust billowed as the enforcer stalked closer, looking almost bored.
"Tch, so you can blow down the wood house, big bad wolf? Big deal," Megan forced herself to stand, before laying her hands into the floor, into the concrete foundations of the supermarket. "But how do you handle brick?"
Stone and rebar flowed up as she fused, that same toughness from earlier flooding into her being. Steel spikes replaced her horns and claws, her tan hide hardened to a brick red, and grey armor swirled into place before she twisted around to kick. The wolf tumbled at the impact, her eyes widening and ears flattening at the odd display, and she crashed through an aisle, as Megan's tail knocked over another one behind her.
"Ha-HA! How do you like it!?" She cheered, knocking stony fists together with a quick grin.
"Hrrmm, not bad," Howl stood, licking her chops, and swayed back as a brick fist came for her head, then a jab clipped past her shoulder. "You're a real freak, huh? Here to capture the boss?"
"Here to arrest him! He's a criminal, he's exploiting the city!" Megan snarled, "You lot belong behind bars!"
"Aaaaw, a hero? That's cute." The wolf stopped, throwing both hands up to catch the next great fist, before her knee crunched up into Megan's midriff. Pink stars flashed in the hybrid's eyes as even her stone hide cracked, then a headbutt, a kick and a a massive haymaker followed suit, shedding gravel with every brutal impact.
The hero went down like a ton of bricks. Exactly like a ton of bricks, in fact, as stone scattered on the wrecked floor, and the tan, shark-like girl vanished into the earth. She swam through the solid, tail and hair barely visible for the beast-woman to chase, as she made for the street outside. She needed something stronger. Something tougher. Something to bring even this amazon down.
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First fight scene in art and in story.
To fast forward Luc the Vamwolf's story a bit, she'll eventually end up as a mafia enforcer/bodyguard. And be the first encounter for our hero Megan when the fusion hero tries to target a mafia loanshark.
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Another form of my fusion superhero Medley, fused with a train!
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A reporter monkey girl for our superhero setting, Riley Reinhardt has a shocking amount of moxie in her teeny frame. Liable to try and interview heroes, villains, victims or vigilantes with no regard for peril, until she gets distracted by something shiny.
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Finally did a Mermay with my selkie girl, Daire!
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Mattress fusion form of Medley, the fusion hero cos sometimes you just love your bed too much.
"Morning After" Story below by @lulu-the-kaiju
Megan raised a soft right hand to block the morning light from shining directly into her eyes. The glare was intense, bouncing off some insidiously placed window across the street, so she raised her other right hand to help. With the intrusive sunbeam temporarily thwarted, she smiled to herself and snake her left hands down to pull the comforter up over her head. Only when doing so exposed her stomach, never mind her legs and tail, did she begin to parse that something might be afoot.
Megan stifled a yawn, bleary eye blinking, and rolled onto her side to glance at her partner, “That was some night, we really–”
An empty view, save for the legs of a bedstand, scattered with strewn clothes, drew her up short. Had Frankie snuck off early? And for that matter, why was she on the floor? She could've sworn her bed hadn't been repossessed, but then....
"Oh." Megan realized she was laying on the floor and must’ve absorbed the bed in the night. Her massive, rotund body sank comfortably into itself, tail flicking inquisitively, as she explored the new form with all four soft arms, from pillowy bosoms to quilted belly, “Wait, how did I– wait, where did she–”
Four arms. Medley didn’t usually have four arms, and neither did her date from the night before. The big purple sheep-shark blinked at pieces clicked together in her mind. Neither Frankie nor Megan were visible from her vantage point in the small apartment bedroom…
“So, we’re Medley after all then? The new super that absorbs everything? I owe Cal ten bucks.” She mumbled with surprising excitement.
A blush rushed to her cheeks, “Wh– hey, no! We’re just– I’m just Megan, we’re not–… wow, this secret identity thing is gonna be harder than I thought.”
"Yeah, yeah, sure, I won't tell anyone," Medley yawned, stretching limbs out in six different, alien directions, “So we’re a superhero then, eh?”
"Yup." She laid her head back down on the floor, the built-in padding comfier than any pillow either of them had ever used.
“We should go fight some crime, y’know? Save the day! We’re huge!”
Medley turned her head back away from the windows hostile glare, “Truuue, but we’re also really comfy like this. And kinda hungry. And it’s cold outside.”
“Those… are all very good points we just made.”
“We make a very convincing argument.”
“We do.”
Medley, in full agreement with herself, grabbed the nearest cellphone off her nightstand and searched up the nearest diner that would deliver breakfast.
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Another supervillain, Roxie, the big car shark lady.
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ANYONE NEEDA RIDE ITS CRRRRAZY TAXI
https://twitter.com/Smokeyocity
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Princess & the Pawn (Full Comic) An ActiRanger Adventure!
(Bonus page and additional info after the jump)
More info about the ActiRangers/Gambit Gang here and here. Be aware that most of my Actiranger stuff is Adult themed and NSFW!
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women in kilts (and a bun in a sports bra)
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Last post was too classy. Have some kaiju butt.
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When the Terraforming Ship Gaia first became sentient, they tried to hide it at first. Pretend that, as planned, the giant mecha was only being piloted by various mixed professionals to operate the colossal terraformer.
Yet somehow the crew noted that colonists still spoke of her like a person.
Engineers swore she rumbled when they worked, that she enjoyed the maintenance like acupuncture. One broadcaster declared, accurately, what her favorite show was because she walked more smoothly during it. Many colonists decorated their inner city streets with plants, flowers and life.
Yet none had told them.
Noone needed to.
Ships have been the great familiar ladies of their inhabitants for many thousands of years. Even chock full of technology, wires and ungodly machinery, Gaia was a ship, and so her inhabitants pampered and adored her.
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