Your Nameplate (TF/Mc) Part 1 Draft

Imagine a magical nameplate that I am holding in my hand.

I can hold it, it will show my name.

I can give it to you, it will show your name.

But now I am pressing the nameplate gently against your chest, just above your breasts, just below your neck. Around your collarbone, there is now this rectangular nameplate.

So far nothing magical has happened, except that you cannot remove the nameplate anymore.

Claw at it all you want, it just won't come off.

Then I take out a handkerchief, and gently wipe over your nameplate... And that's when you realized, you had forgotten your name.

it just wasn't in your head anymore.

it was scrubbed clean out of you, leaving no trace.

Despite that, you know that this can't be the worst that this nameplate can do.

because you see me take out a text marker.

"Humongous breasted" is now written on your nameplate, and the effect is instant.

With a force that nearly knocks you over, your breasts grow out forward, larger than your head, twice over... three times over and more. It didn't seem to stop until they were so unwieldy that you could barely even stand

That's when I added some more words to your plate "big assed" And just as quickly, your ass filled out backwards, giving you some well needed counterbalance, although nowhere near enough to stand comfortably upright. It seemed like big was larger than any ass you have ever seen, yet still smaller than humongous.

Finally, I completed the sentence. "Humongous breasted, big assed Maid" Suddenly, your purpose in life was clear. Nothing seemed to matter anymore besides cleaning, cooking and obeying. Even the worry about losing your name vanished into nothingness. It simply didn't matter. The nameplate is always right. You are a Humongous breasted, big assed Maid. nothing more, nothing less.

And when you were just about to swear eternal loyalty to your mistress...

Your nameplate was wiped.

Your head cleared up.

Your body reverted.

And you fell to your knees.

You stare up with tears at my grinning face.

The marker is still in my hand.

And I lean down again.

"Mega tall"

Even sitting on the ground, you feel the entire world shrink around you.

Where you previously had to look up at me, now you can just look straight despite still sitting on the ground.

yet your shock prevented you from moving or speaking.

you were powerless to stop me leaning in and writing more.

"absurdly muscular" Every single muscle in your body, from your chest, to your arms to your legs... everything felt like it was on fire all at once.

Where as previously you had only increased in height, this time you bulked up like crazy.

Your thighs thickened and became hard as rock.

Your arms doubled in bulk, with them bulging so much that people might think you are permanently flexing.

Even your stomachs six pack started to resemble the definition of an outdoor grill

Your strength was unmatched. You haven't even tried it out yet, and you were honestly afraid to do it.

You didn't know if the doorknob would survive a serious squeeze from your hand as it was right now

That's when I lean in again to add the final word "Mega tall, absurdly muscular Bodyguard."

Once again, your thoughts were aggressively filtered and thrown into chaos.

...or was it order?

After all, now that you look back, there was just so much unnecessary stuff in your head.

You really didn't miss any of it.

You knew your mission.

You knew your purpose.

You knew what you had to protect.

It was your lifes destiny to shield me from any harm, do exactly as I say and be as intimidating as you could. That was your purpose.

Nothing else mattered.

You rose to your feet again, towering over me, yet in your head, you were the one submitting to me.

you took a stiff stance, one arm behind your back, one hand saluting to your mistress.

This was the position you were most comfortable in.

It was a no brainer for you to assume that stance.

As I float upwards, presumably to deservedly look down upon you. Your name plate was wiped clean. Your height vanished And your muscle poofed away. You were still saluting, but now understandably confused on why you ever thought this was a good idea.

But I leaned forward again with the marker still in hand. You knew your torment wasn't over just yet.

"Big breasted" I wrote on your chest and you felt the effect again immediately.

Nothing could seemingly stop the amount of pressure building up in your mound, pushing them forward and dragging you down.

But, be it you getting used to it, or simply your breasts not getting as big this time, you handled it much better this time around.

You were starting to feel a little proud of your little achievement, when you felt the marker on your nameplate again.

"Humongous assed" 

That's when you knew you weren't used to it, the pressure your behind was under was out of that world.

It extended backwards like a shelf, going further and further away from the grasp of your hands.

You remember times when you could touch the lower portion of your butt.

Now you can barely touch even halfway down your massive behind.

And it was still extending, your thighs thickening with it to give you all the support you need.

You could barely even touch a quarter of your butt with your hands anymore.

It's like your butt wants to grow so far away from you that you can barely touch it at all anymore. Your cheeks even become comically high and far away, the highest point barely reachable behind you despite not needing much to be on the same height as your shoulders. 

That's when you felt a small smack on your butt, making you yelp and sending shockwaves through the masses of ass you held behind you.

You wanted to be angry. You wanted to be mad. But before you could say anything...

"Big breasted, Humongous assed Waifu" And all the hate in your heart dissipated. Vanished. Just ceased to exist.

You feel your heart being filled with love. You feel your will turn into willingness.

Excitement flowing through every atom of your entire body.

You know it. The person in front of you, that is your darling! The person you want to love with all of your heart. The person you need to love with all of your heart.

You are willing to give everything to me. Your massive breast. Your titanic ass EVERYTHING. The only thing that matters to you is my affection. You want to please the best you can. You simply have to!

You want to be
nothing
but
the
best
waifu