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Audio shorts! 2 (image only) (Patreon)

Published:
2023-08-29 03:07:51
Imported:
2023-09

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Hey all! Once again, I'm trying something out. Occasionally I want to release a TF image, and then leave it up to you amazing folks to tell me what's happening in it. Then, in a week or two, I'll hire a voice actor and attach it to the image (maybe add a little subtle animation to it). It's gonna be fun!

So... in the comments, leave anything from a sentence to a couple paragraphs of a voice over or leave a description of what's going on (I'll fill in the voice over). I'll pick my favorite among the MOST LIKED ideas... and then I'll produce it. Fun right?!

Well... give me some ideas!!!

NOTE: The audio for the first image is coming soon!

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Turned Faith

Mandy was a nerdy, average girl. Her non-descript brown bob cut, tiny but pert A- cup boobs and ironing board flat ass, never got her looked at by the boys or girls for that matter. In fact she was ridiculed and picked on daily. Yet today would change her life forever. She often played in the occult as a hobby, and today was different because of a new spell book she purchased from a local antique dealer. "Oh this spell looks interesting, it's called 'the love of a succubus' it gives anyone who casts it added charisma." Once everything was set Mandy performed the ritual, she had no idea that the spell was a possession spell and soon her body swelled from average to bombshell.

Anonymous

Sister Mary Mira sat in disbelief, Her prayers faltering as her crotch stirred. If she could muster just one more hail Mary she was sure the impure thoughts would go away, The tingling down below that she was trying oh so hard to ignore would reduce in intensity, the throbbing at her temples die down but the words would not come. The images of Father Uriah kept flashing through her mind, ever more lewd and unclothed. The lasciviousness of his grin getting more and more obscene with each unbidden thought. Her chest heaved under her cassock as she drew a deep breath, she let it out and her cassock did not receed, rather it stayed tented. She tore the volumnous garment off over her head and ogled her inflated and jubbling breasts, 'how Father Uriah would like to use those as a cock rest' she thought as her nipples engorged. Her simple white vest pulled in against her, shifting in hue to pink, The throbbing at her temples grew to a pinching pain as her horns pushed through the skin, Her white undershift darkened to black and shortened to a deliciously indecent length her shapeless panties lost volume and hugged her now dripping nethers. 'Now where are you Father Uriah?' she wondered. 'I think it's your confesion that needs to be taken'. The grin that spread across her plumping lips was anything but innocent or mirthful.

Paolo

Wednesday Is come: HB?