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- 01/09/19--15:07: _Anne
- 01/09/19--15:19: _TheBoot
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- 01/09/19--15:22: _Scarlett Johansson ...
- 01/09/19--20:40: _Brook On The Beach
- 01/09/19--15:11: _Wavy! 2
- 01/09/19--15:45: _Something known...
- 01/09/19--16:04: _shrink app
- 01/09/19--15:43: _Innocent reaction?
- 01/09/19--15:30: _Natalie's Labor [Pa...
- 01/09/19--15:44: _Other friend
- 01/09/19--20:35: _kiss my..
- 01/09/19--20:53: _Sun tan sexy swims...
- 01/09/19--19:45: _Paige's Fantasy Boo...
- 01/09/19--20:05: _Comfort
- 01/09/19--18:41: _Emma Watson Barely ...
- 01/09/19--15:39: _And the winner is...
- 01/09/19--18:25: _hootie
- 01/09/19--19:39: _Rowan gagged
- 01/09/19--15:07: Anne
- 01/09/19--15:19: TheBoot
- 01/09/19--18:32: Selena Gomez: That leotard barely survived...
- 01/09/19--15:16: They Will Never Find Her
- 01/09/19--15:22: Scarlett Johansson boobs morph 48
- 01/09/19--20:40: Brook On The Beach
- 01/09/19--15:11: Wavy! 2
- 01/09/19--15:45: Something known...
- 01/09/19--16:04: shrink app
- 01/09/19--15:43: Innocent reaction?
- 01/09/19--15:30: Natalie's Labor [Part 1]
- 01/09/19--15:44: Other friend
- 01/09/19--20:35: kiss my..
- 01/09/19--20:53: Sun tan sexy swimsuit
- 01/09/19--19:45: Paige's Fantasy Booking
- 01/09/19--20:05: Comfort
- 01/09/19--18:41: Emma Watson Barely Contained
- 01/09/19--15:39: And the winner is...
- 01/09/19--18:25: hootie
- 01/09/19--19:39: Rowan gagged
Another oldy, enjoy. Abit iffy with the celebrity ones, they normally dont last on deviant. One of the reasons I dont tag the celebrity names, if you know them you know them
Kaa hypnotizes and has his fun with Kelly Brook's ample chest. She feels it in her trance but Kelly trusts him too much to swat his tail away
Natalie Fiore prepares to give birth
Some of the small details were tough on this one when I was working on it today. You may notice some color outlining the body, not sure why but I think the original material has some opacity or outline leftover even though I covered it with warping and the proper adjustments such as Black & White and Color Balance in Photoshop. Oh well, hope this morph is still presentable!
Paige originally announced Becky Lynch vs. Asuka for the Royal Rumble a few weeks back but it was called off and Paige took the blame since she lost her job as SmackDown General Manager. But, after Becky became the number one contender on SmackDown, she decided to "surprise" (given how much it's already been happening backstage plus with Stephanie's new idea ) Becky and Asuka with some gum, telling them how the stipulation originally was going to be a "Gum Chewing Match." Seems Becky wouldn't have mind the stipulation but would have preferred a normal match. However, seems she has an idea of how to deal with Ronda Rousey some more.
Enjoy! Expect another morph this weekend potentially. I may at least start one tomorrow but if you guys don't see one, I'll try and make something for y'all over the weekend.
"My dear, sweet girl. What happened?"
I would love to edit happier scenes with these two, but most of their available poses are either sad or angry.
Never the less, as the die hard romantic that I am, few things make my heart flutter more than a scene of comfort
If I ever get around to working on it again, there will be a scene similar to this in the story I'm writing. Here's hoping
If this scene had a soundtrack, it would be this: www.youtube.com/watch?v=le34yg…
One Halloween, hours before nightfall, Angie walked through the doors of a small, dimly lit costume store and began looking for something to wear. Her friends had invited her to a party at the last minute and she wasn't sure where to start. She decided that if she wanted to fit in with her friends, she would need to wear something sexy.
There wasn’t much left in stock. What remained was scattered on various racks and shelves with no real sense of organization. After several minutes of searching, Angie came across a bag containing what looked like a Hooters uniform. When she flipped the bag over to get a better idea of what it would look like on her, she was surprised to find that the model, or rather models, were Cat and Kat, those famous conjoined Hooters girls from Miami who had been all over the news a few months back and on most of the franchise materials since. Angie was a fan, but was caught off guard by their random appearance. Of all models to use, she thought, why them?
That was when she noticed that the name of the costume was “Cat and Kat Hooters Uniform”. When Angie pulled it out of the bag to get a better look at it, she saw that not only did it look like a perfectly normal Hooters uniform, but it wasn’t even from Miami. It was from the city she was in, West Covina, California. What kind of cheap crap was this?
Oh well, it’s still a Hooters uniform. Doubt I’ll find a better costume than this. She took it to the fitting room to try it on. Upon entering the room, Angie stripped down to her underwear and put the costume on. It fit perfectly. She smiled at her reflection in the mirror and struck a few poses before moving to undress again.
That was when she noticed that her breasts had swollen up. They looked to be at least a size larger than usual. Shit, am I allergic to this? Angie thought. But as she stared at her chest, they visibly continued to swell at an alarming pace. The realization hit her. No way…
Right on cue, her head and neck went numb. She looked into the mirror and blinked hard as her nose widened and grew a third nostril, then a fourth. She blinked again but this time, her eyes felt sticky and she could not open them. As she tried to pry them open with her fingers, she felt her eyelashes fall out all over her face and hands. Once she did open them she saw that there were two eyeballs in each socket and she could see through all of them.
The transformation continued, with her many eyes forcing themselves shut again. A bizarre sensation took hold as the eyeballs in each socket pushed hard against the sides, widening each socket until they split apart like cells in mitosis. She opened them again to find that each separate eye now had a full complement of eyelashes. Next, her nose split in two. The two new noses moved towards her cheeks, positioning themselves between each pair of eyes.
Angie fell to her knees in front of the mirror in complete shock. Her face looked like something from a science fiction horror movie, and yet, she couldn’t decide if she was enthusiastic or terrified. She settled on the word “thrilled”. As she felt her new, freakish double face with both hands, the bone structure behind it vanished and her head and neck melted in her hands, becoming a floppy, fleshy sack. As this point she changed her mind and settled on “horrified”. She tried to scream, but couldn’t get her mouth open.
A minute and a half later, Angie could feel her bones begin to reform under the skin. She felt her face take shape and sighed with relief. Her head and neck were back to normal, but positioned slightly to the right of their usual position on her body. As she opened her eyes to greet what she assumed was her new bodymate, she found that said bodymate was just a fleshy sack dangling from her shoulder. Worried, Angie poked and prodded the sack, which remained unresponsive.
Suddenly the sack jerked upward and rapidly formed into a perfect copy of Angie’s head and neck. The head opened its eyes, smiled, and turned to look at Angie. Due to their close proximity, the two could barely look at each other, instead settling on using the mirror. “Hey, Angie. I’m your new second head,” the head said happily. Angie was confused, but decided to just listen to what her bodymate had to say. “Glad you decided to try me on,” she said. “ You know, you’re the first black girl I’ve ever been. Happy to be you, too. You’re pretty hot.” “Um, thanks,” said Angie.
“So you’re… the costume?” “Yeah,” the head replied. “The witch who owns this place enchanted me to transform the wearer, but she couldn’t figure out how to duplicate a soul so the second head would just be an empty husk. Instead, she just decided to make me a living, sentient being who inhabits the second head of the wearer and tells them whatever they want to know.
“What’s your name?” asked Angie. “The boss calls me Hootie,” said the head. “You can call me whatever you want.” “Heh, I like Hootie. Umm… Is this permanent?” asked Angie. “Nah, you’ll turn back into a normal woman whenever you take the whole costume off.” Angie was a bit disappointed. “So you just turn into a copy of whoever is wearing you?” “Yeah. I have a pretty simple existence.” “Do you… enjoy it?” “Yeah, this is the life. Can’t think of anything else I’d rather do. Probably helps that I was literally made for this.”
“Any other questions?” “Yeah, how much are you?” “I’m for rent. A dollar a day. You can just shove the money in my ear and it’ll go straight to the boss.” “Uh, okay. Ready to go meet my friends?” “Yeah, sure! Let’s go.”