Jenna V
Your Local Air-Head
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- Sep 27, 2016
♦ Hey there!, I applaud you for being brave enough (or kinky enough) to wander into this thread. I've recently been interested in a certain few scenarios involving transformations, written by another member of the site, Zoophilian who I give full credit to for their ideas listed below and giving me permission to use their ideas freely[/color].
♦ Heres my F-List, a summary would be that I love latex, leather, Bondage, Cum, Inflation, Transformation, Pregnancy, Bestiality... well... Pretty much anything except for scat. Now! To the scenarios!
♦ Heres my F-List, a summary would be that I love latex, leather, Bondage, Cum, Inflation, Transformation, Pregnancy, Bestiality... well... Pretty much anything except for scat. Now! To the scenarios!
The Accidental Bitch {suit} (MxF, TF, Incest, NC)
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Imagine if you will an idea involving a teenish girl who discovers her mum has such a bitchsuit, One day she see's old pictures of her in it, Pictures of her being striped down, transformed into a Dog via the bitchsuit and gets curious, she ends up putting it on and is mistaken for her. So the virgin girl gets mistaken for his well traveled and animal trained mum, Poor young girl discovered by her father for example, Who writes her off as her, The shapely woman who had sworn off animal cock years before and now is caught red handed in that old bitch suit and gets taught a cruel lesson possibly involving a number of neighborhood dogs, insertions and otherwise oblivious to the fact that she isn't the shapely woman but instead the young teen.
The Taxidermist {Beast, MxF, TF}
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Imagine if you will, A Young girl of sorts that grew up around Taxidermy, It was her fathers profession, Meaning she spent the better part of her life around the sight of animals being stuffed and things like that, While everyone else thought it weird and creepy or scary or what have you, She thought it was interesting, Kinky even. It was normal to her. But Any-who, One day she wonders what its like, To be one of those animals her father stuffed and sold, To be thought of as an animal, put on a pedestal, posed and sold like a mere item. It takes her time but she finally lets him create her own project. He leaves for the weekend or what have you and she enlists a friend or two to help her into one of the new finds, For this i was thinking Dire / winter Wolf, Deer, something medium sized.
She ends up getting inside this animal skin having it fitted around her (Glue or some other creative means) And well lots can happen from there and many different paths, Maybe her fathers partner (Or her friend) decides to make a little profit on it and injects her with a paralyzing agent that would last for a few hours, Poses her and sells her just like she wanted to experience? Maybe before she has the chance for anything the family dog gets ahold of her (If we go canine.) Also if canine maybe she wanders the property to see just how convincing she can be shes discovered and they think her a real wolf that's gotten into the property, Captured and put in a bitch stand and sexually snuffed to be the next Taxidermy project.
Why sexually snuffed? Because I like a bit of Logic! If that path it would be something like... Basically her father does taxidermy so he uses any chance he can to trap animals instead of just waiting for hunters and poachers, And when one comes onto the property he traps it. Only this time he wouldn't know its his daughter in one of those skins. She would meet her ends in a sexual manner (Sexicuition.) She would find herself in a bitch stand, helpless to resist any and all beastys that come her way, And he would make sure many found her, Using pheromones. And a muzzle for good measure and before she knows it maybe shes set upon by the families dog, Possibly neighbors dogs, And maybe even a horse or three till her belly is so bloated with cum she coughing it up by the mouthful and ending in a glorious cummy way.
But thats just one of the paths, Theres plenty others and not to mention what if she picks out a Deer or some other medium sized skin to transform herself with? Would open all sorts of pairing options and encounters with people.
She ends up getting inside this animal skin having it fitted around her (Glue or some other creative means) And well lots can happen from there and many different paths, Maybe her fathers partner (Or her friend) decides to make a little profit on it and injects her with a paralyzing agent that would last for a few hours, Poses her and sells her just like she wanted to experience? Maybe before she has the chance for anything the family dog gets ahold of her (If we go canine.) Also if canine maybe she wanders the property to see just how convincing she can be shes discovered and they think her a real wolf that's gotten into the property, Captured and put in a bitch stand and sexually snuffed to be the next Taxidermy project.
Why sexually snuffed? Because I like a bit of Logic! If that path it would be something like... Basically her father does taxidermy so he uses any chance he can to trap animals instead of just waiting for hunters and poachers, And when one comes onto the property he traps it. Only this time he wouldn't know its his daughter in one of those skins. She would meet her ends in a sexual manner (Sexicuition.) She would find herself in a bitch stand, helpless to resist any and all beastys that come her way, And he would make sure many found her, Using pheromones. And a muzzle for good measure and before she knows it maybe shes set upon by the families dog, Possibly neighbors dogs, And maybe even a horse or three till her belly is so bloated with cum she coughing it up by the mouthful and ending in a glorious cummy way.
But thats just one of the paths, Theres plenty others and not to mention what if she picks out a Deer or some other medium sized skin to transform herself with? Would open all sorts of pairing options and encounters with people.
The Taxidermist Alternate {Beast, TF, Bad End, MxF}
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She would of been your average girl if not for an twisted obsession with taxidermy. An obsession which lead up to her current position. Standing in a prone position, Staring down at those paws. Large furry paws covered with stringy black and white fur. She could feel the paw pads against her palms as her fingers curled under with each curled finger pressing into a digit of the Paw. Her legs stretched with her toes pressing into the tiny toes of the hind quarter paws. It fit loose in places around her nude flesh, Yet oh so snug in others. The fur did well to hide her curves yet the moment someone gripped her by the curves it would be an easy tell.
The muzzle had been worked to fit, to line up perfectly with her real mouth. Her eyes looked natural with a heavy application of a binding resin to secure the muzzle around her face and eyes. It would harden and remain transparent, Working like a rubbery cement to bind that furry flesh against her nude form underneith. Not what she had planned on using yet when she asked it was all her friend could find on hand to make the suit stick clueless that it would be unmovable once it hardened, And it would before she ever stepped outside of that shed at the far end of the farm. It had been tested to an extent.
The muzzle worked with her own mouth, While inside her lips were parted, opened alittle more than half way that muzzle would be closed. Yet if the muzzle were to be pulled open, her own lips and jaws would suffer. She spent the better part of an hour hidden away in that shed after her friend left, Waiting for him to leave, her heart racing when she finally heard that truck leave. The animal's natural fur would still have its natural oils that painted her as a wolf making her feel safe, Atleast from being mauled or so she hoped, The plan was simple, Or atleast the way she went over it in her mind.. Get transformed, Wander around, spook the horses and Pose for the security camera's so she could view herself and slip back before sunrise and peel the animal suit off. But things has taken an interesting turn.
No sooner than she left on those pawed feet was she caught in a tranquilizing trap, During the time she was paralyzed she would be found by the family dog, Mounted and knotted long before her father came home from collecting pelts to find her, A shapely wolf Bitch in one of the traps. From there she spent the next two days in the back of a trailer strapped in a bitch stand being mounted, Knotted till she could barely stand, And if that wasn't enough on the third day it was decided to do in the shapely wolf without ruining its pelt so it could be skinned.
No clue that it was a young girl all tussed up in an animal skin already. Before she had a chance to protest she was moved, Bitch stand and all out of the long dark little Trailer and into the fields where the horse's grazed, With a man, No doubt her own father behind her, clueless that she wasn't a real Bitch, Slapping her folds, Inserting a thick thumb into her tailhole pushing in copious amounds of that pheromone mixture up her tailhole that would ensure the stallion in question would find its mark and 'humanely' put down the Wolf without damaging that precious pelt.
It was humane from her father's prospective at least, And he was certain the horse would agree, the beast got to mount something obscenely tight by comparison to the usual Mares, Run it through and get some much needed stress relief by Cumming, And the father gained a pristine wolf pelt for his collection.
The muzzle had been worked to fit, to line up perfectly with her real mouth. Her eyes looked natural with a heavy application of a binding resin to secure the muzzle around her face and eyes. It would harden and remain transparent, Working like a rubbery cement to bind that furry flesh against her nude form underneith. Not what she had planned on using yet when she asked it was all her friend could find on hand to make the suit stick clueless that it would be unmovable once it hardened, And it would before she ever stepped outside of that shed at the far end of the farm. It had been tested to an extent.
The muzzle worked with her own mouth, While inside her lips were parted, opened alittle more than half way that muzzle would be closed. Yet if the muzzle were to be pulled open, her own lips and jaws would suffer. She spent the better part of an hour hidden away in that shed after her friend left, Waiting for him to leave, her heart racing when she finally heard that truck leave. The animal's natural fur would still have its natural oils that painted her as a wolf making her feel safe, Atleast from being mauled or so she hoped, The plan was simple, Or atleast the way she went over it in her mind.. Get transformed, Wander around, spook the horses and Pose for the security camera's so she could view herself and slip back before sunrise and peel the animal suit off. But things has taken an interesting turn.
No sooner than she left on those pawed feet was she caught in a tranquilizing trap, During the time she was paralyzed she would be found by the family dog, Mounted and knotted long before her father came home from collecting pelts to find her, A shapely wolf Bitch in one of the traps. From there she spent the next two days in the back of a trailer strapped in a bitch stand being mounted, Knotted till she could barely stand, And if that wasn't enough on the third day it was decided to do in the shapely wolf without ruining its pelt so it could be skinned.
No clue that it was a young girl all tussed up in an animal skin already. Before she had a chance to protest she was moved, Bitch stand and all out of the long dark little Trailer and into the fields where the horse's grazed, With a man, No doubt her own father behind her, clueless that she wasn't a real Bitch, Slapping her folds, Inserting a thick thumb into her tailhole pushing in copious amounds of that pheromone mixture up her tailhole that would ensure the stallion in question would find its mark and 'humanely' put down the Wolf without damaging that precious pelt.
It was humane from her father's prospective at least, And he was certain the horse would agree, the beast got to mount something obscenely tight by comparison to the usual Mares, Run it through and get some much needed stress relief by Cumming, And the father gained a pristine wolf pelt for his collection.
The Races - Remix {Beast, TF}
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It was an animal lovers dream job, To be around animals all day long and tend to their needs, The only catch? It was their Sexual needs that needed the tending to. But it was more to the point at the large racetrack, The girls all young, Teens that would do anything for money and with the right proposal it was an easy enough trap to get them into that bondage. The goal was simple, Use the girls skills to alter the horses performances when it came to race time, Using the girls to exhaust the stallion with the best odds of winning to turn a profit. But today there had been a slight change in the lineup, The young girl normally in that Mule bondage would of taken the day off to spend reward for handling such a length like a true Harlot, The one to take her place? A newbie, It was easy enough to sneak her into the building and even back where she was to be suited up, Only this time she dismissed the burly man that normally took the time to oil her up and help her in the bondage, This time she would be taking her place, Again and again she told him "Its only alittle oral, you swallow alittle and get a hand full of cash" That bondage designed by master craftsmen to have all the realism of a real live animal, Right down to that puffy anal entrance hiding that real perfectly pink little entrance, Her hands extended down into the Sleeves of that bondage, Knuckles pressed flat against the inside of those Hooves, Walking wouldnt be fun but they weren't paying her to walk, Her legs stretched forced to stretch down those hindquarters till her heels, little toes would be almost crushed into those shapely hindquarters, Given only an hours training at beast with a man poking her repeatedly with a Cattle prod till he learned to move proper,, By this point more for fun than real training. Her head tilted back just to look forward, Not a comfortable position for her, Conned into the job by an illegitimate friend who wanted a reason to shut her up and earn a little extra cash at his expense, A finders fee of course. She wouldnt be able to talk for days after her throat would be stretched out, It was the perfect tool for a peaceful summer she hoped as she would be inside that bondage. Eventually she would lead, Leaving her alone in that large Stall, Squirming until hearing the subtle clicks of the nearby paddock, It would be time for work with so little time before the Race was to begin. Her lilith form inside the bondage would be dripping with sweat, Soft milky hued flesh, Thighs parted, Quivering as that rubbery bondage rubbed her in all the right ways with every forced step she took leading eventually to that stable where all the soon to be champions would be kept.
Horse racing was a dirty business, but luckily there was always a steady stream of money to pay for services rendered. it was on this day that the Track was going to try an rig one of the biggest races of the year, the stadium would be packed and the money would be flowing in. Most people played the best odds, but the horse that was going to win on this day, wouldn't even be bet upon. the top five horse had already been in the process of being milked, and exhausted for hours. it was the job of this somewhat in experienced mare to exhaust the ith best horse in the Heat for this day. Though it wasn't the best horse, it was the one with the best lineage and the one with the most career wins, he had nearly been sent to a stud farm, and if he didn't win on this day he would be. The trainer who had taken a hefty bribe would lead the chestnut coloured stallion into the stall just after the young mare had arrived. Then for good measure the trainer would spray a musk on the mares behind, making her smell as if she is in the peak of heat. Then taking the reigns off the trainer would leave the mighty stallion with the Mare locking the stall door behind himself, leaving the horses alone. The scent, that musk would make the stallion neigh and stomp at the stable floor, it's equine lenght already beginning to unsheath. Approaching behind the mare the horse would press it's elongated face against the mares backside getting a stronger scent of the pheromones the trainer had placed on her hindquarters. Then rising up slightly the Steed would place it's front legs on both sides of the mare, his slightly more than a ton body weight forcing the mares front half downward and her hindquarters upward to the perfect mounting position. The stallions equine length stood at full mast, as the steed began to try and force, it's larger than an adult males fist, Crown inside of the tight puffy anal entrance of the very unsuspecting and very Virgin, mare.
Horse racing was a dirty business, but luckily there was always a steady stream of money to pay for services rendered. it was on this day that the Track was going to try an rig one of the biggest races of the year, the stadium would be packed and the money would be flowing in. Most people played the best odds, but the horse that was going to win on this day, wouldn't even be bet upon. the top five horse had already been in the process of being milked, and exhausted for hours. it was the job of this somewhat in experienced mare to exhaust the ith best horse in the Heat for this day. Though it wasn't the best horse, it was the one with the best lineage and the one with the most career wins, he had nearly been sent to a stud farm, and if he didn't win on this day he would be. The trainer who had taken a hefty bribe would lead the chestnut coloured stallion into the stall just after the young mare had arrived. Then for good measure the trainer would spray a musk on the mares behind, making her smell as if she is in the peak of heat. Then taking the reigns off the trainer would leave the mighty stallion with the Mare locking the stall door behind himself, leaving the horses alone. The scent, that musk would make the stallion neigh and stomp at the stable floor, it's equine lenght already beginning to unsheath. Approaching behind the mare the horse would press it's elongated face against the mares backside getting a stronger scent of the pheromones the trainer had placed on her hindquarters. Then rising up slightly the Steed would place it's front legs on both sides of the mare, his slightly more than a ton body weight forcing the mares front half downward and her hindquarters upward to the perfect mounting position. The stallions equine length stood at full mast, as the steed began to try and force, it's larger than an adult males fist, Crown inside of the tight puffy anal entrance of the very unsuspecting and very Virgin, mare.