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Transit, 36, part 1

Lori approached the bar, her confidence building with every step. Her hips swayed naturally, her body feeling like it belonged to someone else—but someone powerful, someone in control. She spotted the bartender as he casually cleaned a glass, his eyes flickering up to meet hers the moment she neared.

He didn't seem phased by her exaggerated features, nor the glossy, swollen lips she could still feel tingling. If anything, his gaze lingered on them with a subtle hunger that made her fe...

Transit, 35

Lori’s lips continued to throb, the tingling intensifying to the point where she could hardly ignore it. Her fingers trembled as they rifled through her small red clutch, the sensation at the forefront of her mind. Finally, she felt the cold, familiar shape of a lip balm. Pulling it out quickly, she unscrewed the cap with an unusual precision—her long, manicured nails guiding the motion with surprising ease, as though her hands had already adapted to their exaggerated form.

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Makeover, Alexis, 99

Doctor Naomi: smiling "How do they feel, Lexy?"

Alexis: slurp "So full... I never thought I'd get used to this."

Doctor Naomi: grinning "But you did. Gradual, perfect. Now look at you—stunning."

Alexis: nodding "I guess... I love them."

Doctor Naomi: leaning closer "You should, darling. You’re exactly what we envisioned."

Makeover, Alexis, 98

Doctor Naomi: "This is just the start, Lexy. It’ll take a few weeks to get them to their full size."

Alexis: slurp "Weeks?"

Doctor Naomi: "Yes, we’ll do it gradually, round by round. You’ll feel them grow with every session."

Alexis: gasp "But they’re already so big…"

Life

As always, I have very been busy, I'm doing my best to bring stuff.

Sorry again,

Take care,

Avaro

Transit, Elevator's evolution

Lori's evolution among the elevator.

Update: 01/22/25

Transit, 34 Part 2

Lori leaned against the sink, her body still trembling from the intensity of the release she had just experienced. Her breath was ragged, her skin flushed, and a thin sheen of sweat clung to her. For a moment, the room seemed to spin around her, the aftershocks of pleasure still echoing through her system.

As the euphoria slowly ebbed away, Lori's thoughts began to clear, and with them came the realization of what she had just done. Shame prickled at the edges of her mind, ...

Transit 34, Part 1

Lori had barely made it to the restroom before she leaned against the cold, solid surface of the sink. Her breathing was fast and shallow, her chest rising and falling as the realization of her behavior with the bartender crashed over her like a wave. The deliberate way she had flaunted herself, pushing her breasts forward, biting her lip, playing into the allure that she had never even considered embracing before… it left her shaken. But more disturbingly, it left her unbearably excited. 2024-08-26 20:23:55 +0000 UTC View Post

Transit, Hall's evolution

Lori's evolution among the hotel's halls

Update: 01/22/25

Transit, 33

Lori stormed away from the reception, the frustration boiling inside her. She needed a break from the madness. The soft glow of the bar caught her eye, and she made a beeline for it, hoping for some momentary escape.

Sliding onto a barstool, Lori let out a frustrated sigh and tossed the cheap red clutch onto the counter. She barely fit on the stool with her new curves, but she didn’t care anymore. The bartender, a handsome man in his thirties with dark hair and piercing eyes, approach...

Vignette "Mirror of Transformation" : Barbie Unveiled : Part 2

Barbara, feeling the thrill of her transformation, strutted confidently into the trendy café. Her towering platform heels clicked against the floor, drawing the attention of everyone inside. The soft hum of conversations died down as eyes turned to her, her exaggerated curves and plump lips impossible to ignore.

 

Approaching the counter, Barbara leaned forward, pushing her cleavage into full view. “Hi! Can I get, um, a hot milk with extra foam?” she asked, her voice a...

Vignette "Mirror of Transformation" : Barbie Unveiled : Part 1

Barbara stood before the mirror in Ms. Lacey’s studio, the fluorescent lights accentuating every feature of her face. Ms. Lacey's voice was calm yet authoritative, “Barbie, it’s time for the next step. You’re going to get fillers and botox. I’ve booked you an appointment at a clinic. They don’t know you, so it’s essential you stay in your bimbo persona throughout the visit.”

Barbara’s heart pounded as she processed the instructions. She had become accustom...

Transit, cover concept

Lori Pleason was an ordinary woman with a steady job and a straightforward life. At 31, she considered herself practical, sensible, and staunchly against anything that veered towards the risqué or scandalous. Yet, as she stepped off the plane in Moscow, ready for a business trip that would prove her diligence and professionalism, she had no idea that her life was about to spiral into an unrecognizable nightmare.

The misplacement of her luggage seemed like a minor inconvenience at firs...

Transit, 32

Lori leaned against the reception desk. The receptionist approached, placing a black phone and a cheap red clutch on the desk with a polite smile.

"Here you go, Miss Pleasure," he said, his deep Russian accent thickening the mispronunciation.

Lori's eyes widened in frustration. "It's Pleason," she snapped. "This isn't my bag."

The receptionist's expression remained unchanged. "This is what we found with your phone, miss."

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Transit, 31

Lori stepped into the elevator, the metallic doors sliding shut behind her with a soft whoosh. She glanced at her reflection in the mirrored walls, her eyes drawn to the way the black top clung to her body, accentuating her enhanced curves. She pressed the button for the ground floor, her heart racing with anticipation. Finally, she was going to get her phone and wallet back.

The elevator began its descent, and Lori shifted her weight, feeling the soft leather of the shorts...

Transit, 30

Lori stood before the mirror; her eyes wide as she took in the sight of herself in the sleek black top. The fabric clung to her curves, emphasizing every inch of her transformed body. The deep plunge of the neckline drew attention to her ample cleavage, while the tight fit showcased her slim waist and rounded hips.

She shifted her weight, her hands gliding over the smooth material of the top. The sensation of the fabric against her skin sent a shiver down her spine. Her lon...

Transit, 29

Lori stared at her reflection, her heart still pounding from the intense pleasure she had just experienced. She tried to steady her thoughts, placing her hands on either side of her head as if to physically hold herself together. "Focus, Lori," she whispered to herself. "You need to get back to reality and figure this out."

The sound of the hotel phone ringing jolted her from her self-directed pep talk. She turned towards the phone, the shrill ring cutting through the quiet...

Transit, 28, part 2

Tentatively, she reached down with her long red nails, her fingers trembling as they approached the piercing. The cool metal felt foreign and shocking against her skin. She brushed the barbell lightly, feeling a sharp jolt of sensation that caused her to gasp. The touch sent a wave of unexpected pleasure coursing through her body, making her knees weak.

"Oh my god," she whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The sensation was unlike anything she had experienced before. I...

Transit, 28, part 1

Lori stood naked in front of the full-length mirror, her reflection a surreal and almost unrecognizable version of herself. The light from the bathroom illuminated every inch of her altered form, highlighting the unnatural curves of her newly augmented breasts and the absurd length of her red fingernails. She turned slightly, examining herself from different angles, each view offering a new perspective on her transformed body.

Her platinum blonde hair fell in waves down her...

Vignette "Mirror of Transformation" : Embracing the Spotlight

*Setting: A high-end, exclusive nightclub in Los Angeles, frequented by celebrities and the elite.*

Barbara stood at the edge of the stage, her heart pounding in her chest. The high-end, exclusive nightclub was packed with celebrities and the elite, their eyes turning towards her with curiosity and anticipation. She was dressed in an outrageously sexy outfit – a sequined, barely-there top that glittered under the stage lights, paired with a micro skirt that accentuated...

Transit, 27

She explored her new breasts further, squeezing them gently, feeling their weight shift and the implants inside move. The firmness under her fingers confirmed what she feared—they were undeniably fake. She moved her body, watching how the heavy mounds reacted to her movements, reinforcing the unnaturalness of it all.

Each touch sent a jolt of surreal awareness through her, a bizarre blend of sensations that felt both real and foreign. She could feel the implants beneath t...

Vignette "Mirror of Transformation" : Public Gym Debut

*Setting: A high-end, trendy fitness gym in Los Angeles, filled with sleek equipment, mirrored walls, and ambient lighting. The gym exudes an aura of exclusivity and modernity, frequented by fitness enthusiasts and social media influencers alike.*

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Barbara steps into the Glam Gym, her heart pounding with anticipation and a hint of nervousness. She knows this is part of her training under Ms. Lacey’s watchful eye—to fully embrace her new bi...

Sorry...

Hello,

Sorry for the lack of update, I'm losing lot to of time to reinstall all my stuffs...

My computer is running that's something, that's a start !

Take care of you,

Avaro

Transit, 26

Lori stared at her reflection in the hotel bedroom mirror, her eyes wide with disbelief and confusion. She couldn't comprehend what had happened to her. Her hands, adorned with long red fingernails, trembled as she reached for the straps of her leopard print top. Slowly, she pulled the top over her head, her breath catching in her throat as the fabric slipped away.

As the top fell to the floor, Lori's eyes widened even further. Her new breasts were enormous, almost comicall...

Transit, 25

Lori slowly woke up, blinking against the morning light filtering through the curtains. As her senses returned, she became acutely aware of a weight on her chest that wasn't there before. Her eyes widened in shock when she saw two massive breasts blocking her view. Her leopard print top, which fit snugly before, now stretched tightly over her new endowments.

"No, no, this can't be happening," she whispered, her hands with her long red nails tentatively reaching up to grasp ...

RIP 3080ti

Hello,

My 3080ti collapsed, I have been able to find a new graphic card (something better) card but it delay my editing :/

I'm doing my best, sorry,

Take care of you,

Avaro

Take care of you

Vignette "Mirror of Transformation" Bikini Try-On Extravaganza

Transit, Day 3

As dawn broke over Moscow, casting a golden hue through the sheer curtains of her hotel room, Lori awoke to a reality she could have never predicted...

coming soon

Transit, 24

Lori set the toy aside, her decision made. Standing up, Lori paced to the window, peering out into the night. The city lights flickered like distant stars, a beautiful yet alien landscape. Turning back to the room, she felt a renewed sense of determination.

She sat on the edge of her bed, the pink silicone toy in hand. She turned it over, observing the way the light glinted off its smooth surface. Her long, red nails contrasted sharply against the vibrant pink, a vivid remi...

Transit, 23

Lori sat at the edge of her hotel bed, her eyes casting over the scattered contents of the strange suitcase. Each item she pulled out seemed more absurd than the last, a testament to the chaotic turn her life had taken since arriving in Moscow. As she dug deeper, her fingers brushed against something unexpected nestled at the bottom of the suitcase—a pink silicone sex toy.

Pulling it out, Lori recoiled slightly at the sight. The shock wasn't just from the discovery itself...