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#dont fucking bother arguing if it aint about you move along if it is about you tough tiddies youll probably catch a block lol
transformationstuck · 7 years
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Two can 8e as 8ad as one
Aranea threw her hands up in the air, absolutely livid. Meenah had really done it this time.
“I cannot 8elieve you! I had set everything up in my hive to cele8r8 the two sweep anniversary of our entrance into this wretched game, just to cheer every8ody up, and you had to go and ruin everything with a tantrum! What do you have to say for yourself?!?”
Meenah rolled her eyes, clearly still agitated. Her fork was still embedded in a nearby table which had held whatever stupid refreshments Aranea had prepared.
“cause your party makin sucks serks
seriously what kind of a fuckin setup was that
disgustin shit
shouldve just TOLD me bout this shit so i couldve catered for ya
in what glubbin world would you not even do that coddamn”
Aranea practically boiled over at Meenah’s flippant attitude, blushing blue at the princess’s total lack of care for anything. Something you have to be done.
She pointed an angry finger at Meenah. “If you don’t apologize to me and start cleaning up right now, I swear I’ll M8KE you shape up for good!”
Meenah snorted, before pulling out her 2x3dent from the table and twirling it with a flourish. She seemed to have no interest in doing anything else.
“holy mackrel windfang
are you threatenin me
shit mightve come along ok with you after all
but heres some helpful advice gillfrond
dont make threats ya cant back up”
“Oh, I can 8ack it just fine, alright. I gave you your chance, now you’re going to get an intimate understanding of how my way works!”
With that, Aranea drew upon all of her inner reserves, blood crackling with the energy she knew she’d need, then reached out with her mind to ensnare Meenah’s, pushing her will into the fuchsia-blood’s head, hoping to overwhelm her completely and force her to stand at attention.
The unfamiliar sensation of her mind being inflitrated overwhelemed Meenah. With a scream, she reeled back and clutched her head, trying to fight against the invading force.
“aranea
what the FUCK
how are you glubbing doin this
knock it OFF”
Aranea took a step forward, her teeth gleaming with a wicked grin. She pressed her fingers to her forehead to focus and apply more mental pressure to the reeling Meenah.
“Don’t worry a8out it, dearie. You’ll understand soon enough. Now stay STILL.”
“i
said
STOP”
She let out a frustrated, agonizing scream, before she finally began to succumb, as if the final push had worn her out. Soon enough, she grew still, her struggling coming to a rest, as her mind still attempted to break free and resist, to no avail.
Aranea breathed out a sigh of relief, although she made sure to maintain her control. That was a little tougher than she’d thought it would be, but hey, can’t argue with results.
She walked up to Meenah, who was standing at the ready, waiting for a command. Aranea giggled as she grabbed one of Meenah’s horns, and forced her head to bob up and down.
“Look at you! Never thought you’d 8e so quiet! Although I’m sure if I could hear whatever you’re thinking in there, it would 8e a different story. 8ut that will change soon enough.”
Indeed, if she could she’d likely hear Meenah’s irritation, anger, and even a twinge of fear. But for now, completely under Aranea’s control, she simply stared blankly out into space, doing nothing to resist Aranea’s motions. Her mind was completely Aranea’s to manipul8.
“Well, no time like the present to get to work, I suppose. Let’s start with something simple, shall we?”
Aranea took Meenah’s arms, the lanky, bony things they were, and held them out. Meenah, of course, did nothing to resist. Aranea’s hands glowed with an ethereal energy as they washed over Meenah’s arms, stroking them and pulling them, seemingly shaping them into different forms. Gradually, Meenah’s arms began to plump out, expanding suddenly in Aranea’s hands.
Unable to move, Meenah could only really watch as Aranea did… well, whatever it was she was doing to do. A wave of panic and renewed struggling accompanied the sudden shaping of her arms. She tried to pull away, to no real avail. A few grunts managed to escape her mouth as she attempted to protest. Her body, however, remained still, and like clay in Aranea’s hands.
Aranea bent down, rubbing her hands along Meenah’s legs, performing the same motions as she had on her arms. Just as before, Meenah’s skinny calves and thighs thickened outwards as Aranea caressed them, as well as lowering Meenah’s height ever so slightly. Aranea shook her head at the sound of the grunts.
“You must really want to tell me something! Well, if you insist, I suppose I can let you speak.”
Aranea wiggled her fingers, and her mental control over Meenah ebbed, but only slightly.
Indeed, once the mental control had let up, Meenah took full opportunity to speak.
“fuck you serket
what the glub are you even doing
HOW are you even doing it
whatebber this is knock it the fuck off”
Aranea clicked her tongue and shook a disapproving finger.
“Goodness, what a mouth you’ve got. You can say good8ye to that kind of language once I’m done with you.”
Taking the opportunity for a little fun, Aranea moved to cup Meenah’s tiny tits in her hands, groping them and squeezing them, with Meenah helpless before her.
“oh dont be so high an mighty
aint like youd never swear
stupid smug self-gratifyin- ugh”
She tried to shake her head, to no avail. The impulse to swear had been strangely suppressed. As if it weren’t refined. Beneath her. Not a way she had ever felt before, especially not when angry. But then, she found her anger ebbing ever so slightly, as well. Very odd.
“and stop groppin me”
“Yes, I pro8a8ly should. Work 8efore pleasure, as they say.”
With one final squeeze, Meenah’s boobs expanded as well, pushing tightly against her t-shirt, which wasn’t used to the stress. Aranea moved onto Meenah’s stomach, probing, pinching and pressing until it expanded outwards a bit, not entirely dissimilar to Aranea’s own.
“Tell me, Meenah. How does this all feel? I’ve never had a chance to ask someone as it happened.”
The significance of these changes and who they matched up to wasn’t entirely lost on Meenah. She sneered.
“oh my god dont tell me youve done this before. was it always into different spins on you or is your ego just joyridin today?”
She couldn’t help but feel something was off about her. Her mind, her tone, it didn’t feel like her. Yet it also felt… Strangely right.
Aranea giggled again as she walked around the still motionless Meenah, and placed both hands on her firm butt.
“You might 8e surprised how effective you can make the world work when you have people you know you can rely on. And who can I rely on most 8ut me?”
With a squeeze and a thorough rubdown, Meenah’s rear inflated outward as well. Aranea admired the view before giving what was effectively her own ass a slap.
“i mean, i GU——ESS. not like you’re not still insane though. not like this whole T)(ING isn’t still insane. not to mention you’re ruining my figure. liked it just the way it was.”
With a few grumbles, she subsequently fell silent. Well, at least she wasn’t too unattractive now, she thought. She had never noticed it before, but Aranea wasn’t half bad looking. Not that she’d admit it right now. And not that she’d admit that she took the tiniest hint of satisfaction from that ass slap. No sir.
Aranea gathered Meenah’s braids and pushed them into her pixie cut, and with another glow, merged them into a style exactly like her own.
All that remained was Meenah’s face. And her horns as well, but Aranea decided she’d keep those as they were, as a momento.
Cupping Meenah’s cheeks with her hands, Aranea gave her a wry smile.
“Does ‘Meenah’ have any last words before she 8egins her new life?”
Up her hair went into Aranea’s typical haircut. And well, Meenah found herself caring less and less. Even the terror she felt at that realization was lessening. Part of her was even eager to see this to completion.
“Oh, you know, something something huge jerk. I honestly can’t be bothered to get into a tizzy anymore.”
She blinked, a bit shocked at her own cadence.
“Uh, I mean… Oh, screw it. You know what I mean.”
Aranea chuckled. “Oh, I know what you mean only too well.”
With that, she kissed Meenah on the lips, infusing the last bit of change necessary to finish the transformation. By the time she drew away from the kiss, she saw her own face looking back at her.
Taking a step back, she admired her work. But for the horns and the clothes, Aranea was practically looking into a mirror. With a snap of her fingers, she promptly released her hold on the person in front of her.
Being released, 'Meenah’ stumbled about, getting used to movement again. She put a hand to her face and stroked it, getting a feel for the change in structure. Despite herself, however, she just… Couldn’t feel upset about it, really. If anything, it only seemed natural. Good, even. A small smile came to her new lips.
“There we are then. I suppose that’s Meenah taken care of. You’ve really outdone yourself this time, Aranea. As much as I took um8rage to this 8efore, this really is an improvement, I must say. And the retention of her horns? Very nice touch. Now perhaps I ought to look into a new wardro8e. Meenah’s ill-fitting gar8 won’t do at all.”
Aranea clasped her hands together with excitement.
“Oh, I knew you’d think it was a good idea eventually. And don’t fret over the clothes, I’ve got plenty more refined outfits for you to wear from now on. For now, though, we’d 8est clean up the horri8le mess that Meenah made. I’m sure 8etween the two of us we can get things 8ack in order in no time at all.”
“Oh, most certainly! I should apologize on her 8ehalf, though I suppose I’m not truly her anymore, am I? Speaking of which, we really DO need to figure out how to distinguish 8etween one another. Or perhaps not? We are two of a kind, after all.”
With a chuckle, they both began to work on cleaning things up. For the two Araneas, the future seemed to be bright.
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This was an RP between me and @certifiedfloweyapologist that i cleaned up a bit. not teo much tf into other people
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