Weird Chat (Patreon)

"We are writing to let you know that your account is currently suspended becanse it
violates our Community Guidelines. If you want to reactivate your account, please read the Community Guidelines carefully and make any necessary updates to your creator page. f you have any questions, please answer directly to this email and a member of
the team will be in touch as soon as possible."

Damon sighed, before clicking on the Send button. He liked her job, he really did. His company was a platform allowing creators to get paid by donors who wanted to support their work. And during the five vears he had been working here as a moderator, he had seen talented people being able to make a decent living thanks to this platform. Painters, ers, film critics...the list just went on and on. But of course, there were always people trying to abuse the system, and that's where he was needed the most, He often needed to suspend the accounts of some creators who thought they were allowed to put their twisted fantasies on their page and expect people to pay for it. And this one was one of the worst he had seen so far. Every post be had made was about people getting transformed, featuring men from all ages turning into a big-tittied brainless sluts against their will by some weird app,, brainwashed and fucked in the most degrading ways imaginable,

"How is that even a thing?” he asked loudly, "What's wrong, Damon?" asked one of his colleagues in the other office. "Nothing, Steve", Damon quickly replied. He had almost forgotten that he was working from home. He better not talk too loudly about these degenerntes, with his colleagues around. The busy-body do-gooder sitting at his desk. He was a distinguised-looking middle-aged man, his silvery hair brushed neatly back from his slightly receding hairline.


He couldn"t believe that perverts like this man calling himself an author were walking around freely, biding their disgusting fetishes in plain sight. His stories had everything he didn't want to allow.


For the parts of the country over which he had jurisdiction, he was one of the toughest opponents of pornography and the sextrade. His strong religious convictions and the easiness with which he used words like 'pervert' and 'sin' made him extremely popular with his conservative fellows.

Yes, the platform would be a better place without this freak. Just when he was about to write an editorial denouncing the porn industry he received a notification on his mailbox. He took a brief glance and saw that the man he had just suspended was writing back.

Out of curiosity, he clicked on the email to see whith arguments would be.

Hi Damon, thanks for expressing your concern. I'm pretty sure this is a huge misunderstanding. My aim never was to make you feel uncomfortable. Look, i can guess you think my stories are fake or twisting, so to speak, and is okay, but, i gonna me frank with you, these ones are 100% preal, the app is for real, here's the link to the app, take a look for yourself. I'm sure you'l love it. Damon saw the link the author was talking about, but he already knew she wasn't going to open it. He had already read enough shit from this pervert to have his page taken down, But, a sense of curiosity invades his mind, and without think twice, he clicked the link to the app. the name from the link called "embrace your new self". "Yeah, sure" He says sarcastically.


What tha?" he shouted out, his computer blacked out for a few seconds. "Oh sh*t, what the hell?" He shouted once again, regretting his choice to select this app and thinking about some sort of virus. And then the app runs into his PC screen, and a legend appears in the middle of the screen. "EMBRACE YOUR NEW SELF" and then, a sort of discord chat appears on screen.

"What is this" he thinks, and then a message appears on screen. "Hello, dear" appear on screen, Damon guess ithis wis from the guy he has been suspended moment ago. "What is this?" He replies to the guy. "I told you my stories are for reall and this is the prove of that, this is the app that makes all the miracles possible" Replies the guy, making Damon concern about the fantasies from that freak. "Oh yeah, right, thank you for show me this, so if you excuse me but i" He is about to send the reply and close the weird chatbox when a new message appears on screen. "Relax, seems like you are very tired, just wait and see, you gonna love this" The freak replies and then a new file appears on the chat, he suddenly found herself clicking on the link, as if his arm had disobeyed him on purpose.


”What the.. I must be tired..." Damon didn"t want to see whatever the faile would content. He really didn't. But for some reason, as soon as he saw the first line, his eyes started going from a word to the other, without him being able to stop reading. The document was just as disgusting story featured a man in his forties turning into a big-tittied whore in his early twenties and erasing his identity in the process. “Disgusting...really...disgusting" Damon replies to the stranger, which sending a new reply to him. "This is one of plenty real transformations thanks to this marvelpous app. You are getting horny, don't lie to me, i know this makes you really horny"

Damon froze. Why was he panting? What the fuck? Before he could close this chatbox and pretend none of this had happened, another message appeared, with another link to a story. "Look at that one, it makes you hornier and randier" And once more, Damon felt compelled to click on it.


He was reading a some particularly shocking story of a young man that he had seen in his capacity as a film censor, in which a young man regressed to a curvier, sluttier girl in is late teens and forced into acts including,bestiality, and incest.

His first clue of what was happening to him came when he suddenly realised that he was sporting a massive hard on - harder than he'd had in years.


"You like it, don't you?, slut" Replies the stranger from the other side. He just grabbed his keyboard to stop sending this bullshit but..after clicking the send button, another message appears on screen.

"YES"

"What the fuck" His thoughts twisted as his growing arousal.
He pushed his chair back and just sat staring at the bulge straining his pants for quite a few moments. What was causing that? He hadn't had an experience like this since puberty. Odd that it should happen while he was writing about things like...

"Enjoy this, my love, you gonna be just like her, a big tittied slut" Replies the man from the other side. He gasped and his cock strained even harder, without his noticing, a finger began to rub at his bulging purple head through his pants.

More stories from poor mensa from eveyr ages transformed into nasty big tittied sluts appears on screen, reading every of them.

The memory was still exactly the same, every detail identical... So why did it suddenly seem SO FUCKING HOT??? He blushed and breathed harder, bluish
veins popping out on his forehead.

He was now fapping at his crotch desperately. What was wrong with him? These things were filth! They were revolting blasphemy!

His mind agreed totally even while his other hand began to paw at his fly to give him better access. His thoughts were reeling. He was actually sitting here, beating off to this stuff. It just made him feel so horny that he couldn't stop. What kind of person would react that way? Only the filthiest-minded pervert!

"Don't fight them anymore, my dear, this is who you really are, a nasty, mindless slut, this is who you are" A reply appeared on screen.

Damon manages to grab the keyboard to respond at the stupid messages the freak is sending, but, again, his surprise to see what he has sent is the total opposite he was planned.

"YES, YES, I'M SUCH A SLUT AND I NEED TO BE FUCKED"

He grunted in ecstasy as the thought of how sickening his behaviour was sunk into his mind.

No! NO! Something was very wrong here? He wasn't like this! He wasn't like this at all! He looked around his office and, suddenly, it seemed somehow different. Everything still looked the same, exactly the same, but somehow... His eye fell on the needlework scripture that his late mother had made for him. It had proudly hung on his wall, reminding him of the scared duty that he was performing, ever since he had entered politics... and yet, somehow now, he couldn't stop sneering in derision when he saw it...

His eye fell on the picture of his family which had pride of place on his desk. His eyes carefully tracing every loved inch of his favourite family portrait...

And it made him just wanna fucking puke. Look at them, all grinning and smug. White bread from a cookie cutter That wife of his - in their twenty-five years of marriage she'd never
done more than moan softly on those increasingly rare occasions when she
finally let him fuck her.

She was probably already pretty cobwebbed herself, unless - yeah, she probably fucked herself raw with a carrot every morning, standing in front of the sink in her fucking apron like a stuffy 50s airheaded joke, cramming the full length of the longest, pointiest vegetable that she could find hard up her dribbling slit, drooling and squealing and giving little cross-eyed yips...

"Fuck your family, fuck your stupid wife, in this new reality, you are nothing but a mindless whore with just one fucking need; a big veiny cock" replies the stranger.


His lip twisted cruelly. That's probably why her stews always tasted fishy.

"You hate this, you hate be this stupid old man, stop fighting, and embrace your true self" The stranger replies.

He didn't want this. His life had never seemed this way before... He looked around his office as he squeezed at his wrinkled old cock. What a boring fucking joke. Had he really sat here all these fucking years, bleating about 'sin' and 'filth' like some sour-faced killjoy?

God, it made him nauseous - the thick, sticky atmosphere of goody-goody, Mr. 1950s nicey-husband stuffed shirt...

And then, a tingling cascaded through Damon's entire body, from his head to his chubby toes.


As he keeps stroking his erect yet sore dick, there is a little change going through his face.


"What is this?" The very few remains of Damon's rational mind telling him there was something very weird happening to him, but those thoughts were rapidly wiped out from his brain, the pleasure was too strong for his rational mind to handle.


While this happening in his brain, his chubby facial features reshaping, his round face adopting a very angular look as the blotches and wrinkles vanished, leaving his face smooth and free from any single blemish, as his nose shrinking, getting smaller as his thin lips plumping, getting a pouty look, his ears shrinking as well, getting a total little pair of lovely things as his eyes looking bigger and with a glow of total sultry one, his eyelashes thinning and getting very smaller as his forehead, which looks very small.

"Enjoy this" Replies the man.

"YES YES, I GONNA ENJOY THIS"

While the changes to his face happening, his head started to change as black raven hair started to grow from his scalp, long wavy hair poking out the surface of his once balding head, getting longer and longer passing down to his round shoulders, the luscious long wavy mane and with the stunning face looks like a supermodel look, the balding chubby man's face has been replaced by a total stunning face from a supermodel, and very younger, probably ten years younger than his 45 years of age.

"IIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE" Damon screams higher and louder, the long wavy black raven hair obscuring his vision, he knows there is something very wrong with him, but the constant pleasure his body is into makes him unable to stop this and do something.

He wanted to stop this, but his body looked like it was on autopilot as he kept stroking his member faster than ever, while streams of seed sprayed all over the desktop.

His Adam's apple disappeared completely, as his neck slimmed down, leaving in its place a cute tiny neck.

While his whole facial features look like a hot young woman, the rest of his body starts to shrink dramatically, his overweight body slimming down by the second, his XL t-shirt and his big pants are getting loose on his very slimming frame, his torso shrinking by the second as fat evaporates completely, leaving in its place a slim dainty torso, was his flabby pecs, almost considering them as moobs, reshaping, turning into a full pair of D cup tits, defying gravity, the layers of fat from his rotund abdomen faded away, leaving in its place a hot tight belly with a feminine set of abs, his waist reduced dramatically, almost the double of its previous size.


Damon is helpless, unable to stop this as he feels his t-shirt getting so loose, almost looks like a tent on his slimmed frame he feels the two big mammaries poking out through the fabric of his loose shirt, and he feels his nipples getting very sensitive, sending constant waves of pleasure through his entire self as his dick keeps cumming all over the place.



During this happening, he feels his hands and harms reducing in size, he feels the callouses from his thick arms reducing, leaving the callouses and turning into a dainty little hand, smooth and so lovely, his little fingers getting well-manicured, he feels his dick too big for his new dainty hands as they are so tiny to grab his dick entirely as he needs both hands to grab his dick properly.



"OOOOOOOOOOO" Another wave of raw pleasure assaulted him, his poor dick spurted infinite fluids of white liquid all over the place as the fat resided into his doughy arms slimmed completely, leaving in its place very slim arms to match his new dainty torso, the DD cup tits make a hot contrast to the rest of his slim torso.


His lower body shrinking at the same rate, losing the disgusting fat entirely, leaving in its place a pair of feminine legs with a decent amount of feminine muscle to make them look slim and tight as his butt receded, shrinking and reshaping, turning into a hot tight butt with a healthy amount of fat and toned muscle, his pants are loose on his new entire hot slim legs, tight butt and a lovely hot new transforming body of his changing self.


"Oh, Lily loves to have fun" A voice speaks inside Damon's mind, a high-pitched slutty one, rewriting his thoughts, the memories from his life, the struggles, the lonely life of Damon are disappearing piece by piece, as the funny moments of Lily are invading his brain, images of parties and a long list of sexual partners replaced the former ones from his old self.

To this point, he cannot be able to be considered a "He" anymore, his entire clothes look like a tent on his new slim tight body.

His dick spurted the last remains of his masculinity, as the hard member shrinking inch by inch, second by second, turned into a spongy tissue, reforming into the new clit as his balls receding into his shaft, turning into the ovaries from his new reproductive system, his urethra receding inside the new tunnel of love from his new feminine reproductive system as new termination of nerves is building all over the entire reproductive system, sending new zones of pleasure.

In a few seconds, the new labia have been formed, hot tight pussy lips, clean of as single pubic hair.

The spectacle of white juices has finished, and the new specimen just rested here, sitting on the now very large office's chair, the new stunning woman is just breathing, a little slow as the pleasure slowed down, the oversized clothes are very awkward on the tight slim form of this lovely woman.

The new specimen blinked her eyes a couple of times, and following this, she grabbed her long wavy hair with her dainty left hand.

"How do you feel, Lily?" Lily looked at the screen. Didn't she have another name? Like, Damon or someting? She shook her head. Nah, that's ridiculous. She giggle, before moaning as her pussy squirting more of her lovely juices.

"I FEEL GREAT" she replies to the chatbox before take a look at the foreign office where she is. "Oh my, what happened there... I was fucking with a hot stud and there I'm just sitting in this fucking place" she yelled out with a despise look on her face, looking through the office.

"Mother of god, look at this fucking mess" She shouted as she looks at the puddle formed on the floor, and around the desk she is not a genius, but she knows exactly what the puddle formed on the floor is.

"My goodness, I'm a bit...hungry" she grinned while she tasted a little bit of the white seed poured down on the floor and saw the looks of the desktop, and she was a bit surprised by the spectacle of white seed all over the place.

"You are free to enjoy yourself, Lily, enjoy the world" The text appeared on screen and then, the chat close automatically.

"Of course i will" She grinned, stripped down the oversized clothes."Oh, much fucking better," she says as she turns and lets a huge moan of pleasure and inspected her tight sexy body. The woman standing is a hot piece of beauty, with a tight toned body, slim arms, and a tight slim core, with a feminine set of abs and a DD cup breast that are a huge contrast with her slim frame, her tight butt, and her toned legs and calves, there is no single blemish nor stretch, just pure perfection, there is no doubt this body has been made for show up.


"Better be naked, you have to show this lovely hot piece of ass," She says, followed by a giggle as she is starting to look for a good proper dick.

No-one ever worked out what happened to Damon. Those empty clothes found scattered about his office, merged with white seed and female juices around.

No one saw the paragon of trashy, shameless slutdom who strutted, absolutely naked, ass and tits bouncing, out of his office. Barely twenty years old, but already so obviously seedily well-used and
cartoonishly enhanced with cheap surgery, her sleepy eyes always blazing with an unquenchable lust for filth and degradation...

Like all of the victims of the weird app, she has become he had become the exact type of person that he'd always hated above all others.