#object transformation

[fullmoondudes]

Transformation+ Terrence into cock ring

For Terrence's eighteenth birthday, he had been presented with a little pink box with a tight bow. Supposedly it'd been from someone in the Aphrodite cabin. He wouldn't ever really find out. Right after opening the box, a thick pink fog wrapped around him, bringing with it sensations that caused him to see stars. He was gasping for air, hands running up and down his chest. Blinded by the mist, Terrence could only recognize two things: he was changing in some fashion, and there was a powerful magic hidden within that box.

There was no fight with the son of Eros. No pain, only pleasure. No fear, but glee. No struggle, just acceptance.

Whoever had decided to do this really fumbled the ball if their goal was to curse him. Terrence had been tossed around to at least five guys within the first week of him having been transformed. And with each guy came a new bout of pleasure and peace. He would tighten himself around their dicks, take a breath with every throb of their length. It was ecstasy incarnate and he couldn't have been happier.

[celebtf]

NICK JONAS AND THE VOICE ( SCRAPPED )

Nick Jonas had faced his share of challenges as a coach on The Voice, but nothing could prepare him for the bizarre twist his life was about to take. It all started with Cole—a contestant with raw talent but a fiery temper. Nick had eliminated Cole in the latest round, choosing to advance another singer. For Nick, it was just part of the job. For Cole, it was personal.

Angry and feeling cheated, Cole spent days brooding. His bitterness led him to the dark web, where he stumbled upon something peculiar: a supposed spellbook. Skeptical but desperate for revenge, he ordered it. When the book arrived, its ancient, weathered pages exuded an eerie energy. As Cole flipped through its contents, one spell caught his eye—a transformation spell.

The idea brewed in his mind like a storm. If he couldn’t shine on The Voice, neither would Nick Jonas.

The following week, Cole disguised himself as a stagehand, blending into the bustling crew unnoticed. He had one goal: to get close to Nick. Dressed in a utility vest and cap, he approached Nick with feigned urgency.

"Mr. Jonas, we need you to check a stage prop for tonight's rehearsal. It’s acting up," Cole said, his voice steady despite his racing heart.

Nick nodded, following Cole backstage to a dimly lit storage area. Cole closed the door behind them, pulling out the spellbook.

“What's this about?” Nick asked, raising an eyebrow as he noticed the strange book in Cole's hands.

But before Nick could protest further, Cole began chanting. The words were guttural and otherworldly, filling the room with a low hum that made the air feel thick.

Nick’s voice faltered. “What are you—” His ability to speak vanished mid-sentence. Panic set in as a tingling sensation spread across his skin.

His body stiffened unnaturally, his joints locking in place. His skin turned a deep crimson hue, the texture shifting to a smooth, leathery finish. His arms flattened, merging seamlessly into his torso, while his legs folded and shrank away entirely. His spine elongated and arched unnaturally, forming the backrest of a chair. His face, frozen in silent horror, was pulled back and absorbed into the material, leaving only the outline of his jaw as the seat’s subtle curve.

He tried to scream, but no sound escaped. His mind remained intact, trapped within his new form. He was now a red swivel chair, complete with his name emblazoned on the backrest.

Cole burst into laughter, his plan having taken an unexpected but amusing turn. “I was aiming for a jacket,” he muttered, wiping tears of laughter from his eyes. “But this works!”

He wheeled the chair into the elevator and transported it to the stage, setting it up in its usual spot. No one suspected anything amiss. After all, it was just a chair.

But Cole wasn’t done. In the privacy of a restroom, he opened the book again. This time, he chanted a spell meant to transform himself.

The air around him shimmered as his body began to change. His face shifted, his cheekbones sharpening and his jawline becoming more defined. His hair darkened to a rich black, the texture softening and falling perfectly into place. His body slimmed and toned, his shoulders broadening slightly while his waist narrowed.

His clothes began to change as well. The stolen worker uniform dissolved into a pristine white T-shirt that clung to his chest, paired with tight black pants that hugged his thighs and legs perfectly. A sleek leather jacket materialized over the T-shirt, completing the look.

Cole stared at his reflection in the mirror, a grin spreading across his now-Nick-like face. He ran a hand through his newly darkened hair, marveling at how authentic it all felt. Even his voice had transformed, the rich, melodic tone unmistakably Nick Jonas.

“Not bad,” Cole said, smirking. He struck a pose, flexing his arms and testing out his new vocal cords. “This is going to be fun.”

Cole—now Nick—strolled out to the stage, testing the “new chair” with an exaggerated flourish. He ran his hands over the smooth red leather, smirking as he felt the faint tremor beneath his touch.

“Well, look at you,” he murmured, lowering himself slowly onto the seat. “You always were supportive, Nick.”

He leaned back, shifting his weight purposefully. “Comfortable, aren’t you? No wonder you love this chair so much—it’s practically made for you.”

Cole laughed, rubbing his hands against the armrests. “Feels weird, doesn’t it? Knowing I’m the one sitting here now while you’re the one being sat on. Get used to it, buddy.”

He leaned closer to the backrest, his voice dropping to a whisper. “Oh, and don’t worry—I’ll take good care of your life. Your fans, your fame... even your brothers. They’ll never know the difference.”

The real Nick could only sit silently, trapped in his new form, unable to protest as Cole took over his life.

From that day forward, Cole lived as Nick Jonas, basking in the fame, fortune, and adoration that came with the role. And as for the real Nick? He remained in plain sight, unnoticed and unheard—a silent witness to the life that was once his.

Hii I'm back with a new story, Nick jonas was the most voted on the pull i did before the end of the year, so here's my probably weirdest story I wrote end Scrapped.

[tf-boi]

May i join your underwear collection? I really want to be your permanent underwear.

After hearing your request I began to blush slightly. I may write stories of this scenario but it has only been recently that I have been getting these requests. My boyfriend encouraged me to give it a try but I am still getting used to it.

"Are you sure you want that?" I say trying to act cool. "You know I get a lot of requests from my fans haha"

You give me a smirk that kind of shocked me. I thought I'd scare you away.

Without hesitation you took your sneakers and socks off and laid them in front of me. "I have been wearing these for a month master" you said bowing your head.

I thought your performance was a bit much but then it hit me. The musk from your shoes, both were different scents. The socks had a similar scent but slightly different. "W-what?" I said shocked.

You raise your head, "My left shoe was my younger brother and the right was my best friend. My socks were a pair of twins that I was tutoring at the university. All for you."

Still trying to keep cool I snickered "That's nice and all but how about your personal stuff? Got a life don't you?"

With a tap of your phone you returned the same energy "Well it's all yours now sir."

I get a notification on my phone. I check it out as my eyes widened. A large sum of cash, a new car, even a few homes just got transferred to my name. Unable to think of any other escuses I motioned for you to undress, which you do happily. "Welcome to your new life" I said as I snap my fingers. For me it was an instant but for you it was a slow process. The air coming out of all the holes of your body until your were conepletely deflated. All body body hair vanish as your flat body twist and contorts itself. Your skin becoming soft like fabric. Once you body folds itself into the shape of some briefa your skin goes black like a nice black fabric. Your new body falls to the ground gently. You can no longer see in the traditional sense but you can feel my presence approaching. I stop in front of you and pick you up.

"Not bad . . ." I say to myself examining my work. Your body still able to shake and throb a bit. I feel the warmth of your body still radiating. I remove my pants and take off the underwear I was wearing previously, another fan who made a similar request. I have been wearing him for about half a year nonstop and he has began to look worn and torn up. "Looks like its the end for you . . . " I said giving my old underwear a final goodbye kiss as I rolled him up and tossed him into the trashcan nearby. I slip you on and as you move up my legs you feel the warmth of my skin and as I let go on your, your new body snaps into the shape of my body, the curves of my ass and the shape of my cock.

"Well you did go through the trouble of adding some more people to my collection so might as well~" I said as I put your friends on over my feet. Within a moment I realized you rushed transformed these guys as I can still feel them. They feel a mixture of emotions, partly wanting to be turned back, but also a strong desire to serve me now, perfect for some slaves to have when I am bored.

Suddenly I feel your body wiggle around my crotch getting it hard. "Oh I didn't forget about you" I say to you as I start stroking my cock, inside of you. I moan in pleasure as I play with myself feeling the fibers that used to be your body. As I pleasure myself precum comes out of me with every stroke of my rocket, up and down my hand goes. You feel excited and try to help me making yourself tighter. "Ahhh~~ " I say in bliss as your tight body makes it harder for me to think.

I sit down on the ground to take off my new right shoe and gave your best friend a nice sniff as I masterbated harder, and faster. Precum starts to get absorbed by you as you start finding it hard to move. You start feeling your mind with every stroke I do on my cock, ready to burst at any moment. I switched over to your the shoe that was your brother sniffing him as I put your best friend over my you and masterbate with him. After a few more strokes using our friend as a fleshlight I gave one final loud moan as loads of cum flies out of my cock. You used your body to absorb ever drop of my spunk into you. As I finish unloading my cum onto you, I lose connection to you as you are now just a pair of underwear. Still conscious on the inside but no way to communicate. The loads of cum I poured into you stripped you of your scent and replaced it with my musk.

Regaining my composure I drop your best friend and brother back on the ground as I sleep my feet into them and walk off.

I get back home to add your friends to my collection. My BF slapped my ass as he walks by and notoces your wrapped around me. "Oh this pairs nice~" he said playing with my junk through you.

I giggled "yeah hopefully he lasts longer than the other one."

[machinafulmen]

zero as a ride chaser for completely normal, sfw-related reasons

[toonsquared]

imagine for me a fantasy world where transformation is normal and expected, and inanimate is not at all "lesser" than playing a more active role in one's own life. a person who is striving to find their purpose, and that purpose ends up being becoming some specific utility object. it's a matter of trust past that point, to trust that you will be handled with care and cherished, as you can no longer act on your own at all. i think it would be fantastic~~

[mothbaubles]

okay bonus sequence <3 Bauble becomes blanket

[dorin-naga]

meme

[max-the-many]

Another test subject. We chattet quite a while until I hooked my buddies up. He sure wasn't expecting his phantasies wie talked about to ever become true.

I wanted it to happen at his place, so they managed to break in and place the potion disguised as the coke he told me about along with a cam centred on it.

And it worked, coming home from work on a warm day, thirsty for the one bottle of coke, cooling in the fridge.

Didn't I prepaare more?' he wondered, but shrigged it off before he opened the bottle to chug down a heavy, gefreshing gulp.

It took a moment before the process began, a slight tingle, beginning in his shoulders, his hips, spreading slowly on the surfa e of his skin, getting deeper.

He got worried, went for a mirror to see his eyes that began to water. What was that, he wondered, he never experiences sometjing remotely close.

Soon he began to undress as his skin began to itch more and more to find sports, like bruises, forming on his upper bodie, then his legs, getting bigger without causing pain. Soon they rendered a shape, covering his body like... a singlet?

He panicked! Feeling jis body as the now blue surface got shiny, textured his head itching even more along with his arms and legs, becoming smaller as he looked in the mirror, his skin shriveling right before his eyes, retracting into the coloured areas, loosing his sight, already unable to scream, unable to move, feeling his innerts bloating up, probably merging with the blue surface, feeling the hard floor beneath him as he came to rest there.

It took a while until he hesred the door. He heared it? Then he felt something, like a grab, a lift, a dangle as if someone hold him up.

Then a spread, something stretching him out, sticking into him like... legs, arms, body? He strangely could feel what shape he now posseswd, wrapped around a body, tihhtly hugged some rather firm features, most interestingly soft and plump in his crotcharea...

Big thx for the pic and for inspiration to @tfandbodysuits

[screechingmusicstarfish]

@pokemonfan587 drew this not me

[tf-boi]

Can you turn me into a condom and fill me up until I break between the audience and my girlfriend? I'll let my girlfriend be any object you desire >w<

Your girlfriend stood there in shock after hearing your request.

"Wait a min-" she stood frozen due to my magical abilities. She could not move but was still able to watch as I strip you down naked. I snap my fingers and in a moment you become a thin condom.

I slip you over my warm cock as you moan in your mind.

As I slowly massage my cock inside of you I moan as my cock grew and grew until 10 times its original size. Your condom body began to warm up as you get more and more horny, the feeling of my cock in you felt like I was fucking your brain out. Your entire body felt like it was embracing my cock. I picked up your briefs and smelled them as I continue to stroke my rock-hard cock. Precum started flowing out of my cock. I let it flow out of you as I wanted to fill you with only my sperm.

Your girlfriend watches in horror and arousal as she could not believe her partner was made into my plaything. As horrified as she was she wished she could move so she could touch herself, her vagina leaking fluids out of her as she imagined getting fucked by my giant cock wrapped with her former lover. I walked towards her and massaged her boobs while stroking my cock faster and faster. Your girlfriend moaned in her head as she climaxes to me massaging her breasts.

"Oh? You like that?" I say with a grin as I move the tip of my cock to her pussy, teasing her by rubbing you over her clit. As the look of her eyes begged me to put you in her I pull back. "Sorry, but your lover had a wish that I want to fulfill." As I stroke my cock harder, a gush of cum comes out of my cock into you. I grip the base of my cock so that not a drop of my cum would escape. Your mind goes blank as your body expands and balloons with my spunk. As you expand you are trying your hardest not to burst. The sensation of being filled with my juices was all you ever wanted. You start to lose consciousness from all the cum in you, feeling like you are about to burst.

Gallons and gallons continue to fill you up until your body gave out and burst, splashing cum all over your girlfriend and the people around us.

I walked over to your girlfriend as I take the rest of your body off my cock. Being splashed with my cum snapped her out of her horny trance and she suddenly is filled with fear with what I want to do to her. I feel her body up to examine her. "Oh nice body you have" I say lustfully "You're such a cutie. But unfortunately, I only like guys. What to do? What to do?"

I walk in front of her and tap my finger on my cheek. "Guess the answers obvious, time to switch sides." I saw as I put my hand on her, she began to glow as her boobs began to shrink, and a cock began to grow out of her. She felt changes in her body as she is being turned into a man. Her hair receded into an brunet 2 block hairstyle. Her hips shrunk slightly and her ass got bigger as I molded her. Eventualy her breasts were no more than barely an A cup as I finished turning her into a nice femboy with a massive cock.

I snapped my finger, releasing her from my spell. "Let's go, I got plans for you tonight."

Your former boyfriend protested "You can't just do this to us!" He protested.

I sighed, I was gonna leave his mind intact because I sensed his lust while frozen, but sadly his mind will need to be changed too. I snapped my fingers again freezing his body again. I pulled a green pill and placed it into his mouth and shut it. My new boytoy felt a warm lustful sensation, he didn't know what was going on until he felt my tongue slip in as I make out with him. He moaned in his mind as he felt himself blanking out as well, he felt himself getting dumber, and losing memories as the pill I put in him expanded in his mouth. I pulled my tongue out. My tongue was wrapped around a green slimy sphere that looked like your former lover's body rolled into a ball. I opened my mouth and swallowed the slime ball whole. I pat my belly as I snapped my fingers one last time, releasing my new toy.

"Sorry, but you were too mouthy. Once I digest your former self you'll be perfect!" I say holding his hand.

He shook his head "No need to say sorry Daddy, I love my new body you gave me."

We then walked away, leaving your exploded rubber body on the ground to be stepped on by passers-by until your body is tossed into the trash or end up in the gutters.

[squidjibo]

🍾 A Stubborn Illusion ✨

I'm probably the only one who was thinking this when playing this quest, but I can't resist a funni toony transformation. The bottle shape is perfect for it!

Dialogue free version available after the jump.

[zorangezest]

meet the bayverse

[thicc-feline]

[mothbaubles]

Friends with Bed-ifits

I thought it'd be cute to turn Bauble into a bed! not much else to it, haha

[jubileeeeee]

2 idiots showing off their guy

[fernsnailz]

i keep drawing them... and they have names now!! say hello to Chipset and Database :D