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Bimbo curse

— Perfect, Craig, just perfect! — he hissed under his breath, barely keeping his composure.

The kitchen was filled with the rich aroma of fresh coffee, and sunlight streamed into the room. Craig sat at the table, his elbows resting on the lace-covered surface, nervously tapping his long, manicured, and gleaming pink nails — as if he'd just walked out of a high-end salon. He wore a pink corset with floral embroidery, barely containing his ample chest. Satin garters, attached to sto...

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Woof-woof!

Part 1

— Uh, well, like... this is my... girl, — I drawled nervously, pointing to the dog, trying to look smarter than usual and putting on a serious face. But will that help? Maybe I should just smile?

Inside the store, it was quiet, only the faint hum of the air conditioner breaking the silence, and I was desperately trying to find the right words. In front of me stood some kind of scientist type — or, well, someone like that? Balding, glasses, definitely not the kind of g...

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Mannequin

— Hello, — said Steven calmly, despite the turmoil brewing inside. If he could, he would have screamed, but it was as if all his emotions—or rather, his ability to express them—had been left in his body. Or more accurately, in the mannequin that had now become his body. The mannequin in the store window was now… him. And he was her?! It all seemed absurd.

He stood in the phone booth, staring at his reflection. A girl. Tall, with a perfect figure and short black hair, wearing a...

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Dreams come true

I opened my eyes, hearing the strange sound of... the ocean?

— What the...? — flashed through my mind as I felt something cold and damp beneath me. Sand? I tried to move, but my body felt strange—light, almost like it wasn’t mine. My fingers dug into the soft sand, and the wind carried the salty scent of the sea. This all seemed like nonsense because just last night, I had fallen asleep in my bed, as usual.

With difficulty, I pushed myself up on my hands and looked around....

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New Rachel

— And then he tells me, "Rachel, you know I don't give a damn about all these school rules!" — mimicking a gruff male voice, Lily dramatically rolled her eyes and adjusted her tie. — Hell, buddy, I couldn’t care less about them either. I graduated twenty years ago, and I even had a dick! — she laughed, remembering how panicked she was a year ago when, because of an experiment she’d participated in, she ended up in Rachel's body. Lily was the only one who knew the truth and who act...

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Health pill

 — Dr. Levitt, are you messing with me?! — Garrett Wilson's voice boomed through the library, though he was clearly trying to hold himself together. He had to leave an important meeting—one where multimillion-dollar deals were on the line—simply because his body suddenly started acting… strange. At first, it was just a light tingling in his chest, something he tried to ignore. But soon the sensation became unbearable. Something was definitely wrong.

Garrett had slipped aw...

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Health pill - Part 1-5

Part 6-18 + additional images:

— Dr. Levitt, are you messing with me?! — Garrett Wilson's voice boomed through the library, though he was clearly trying to hold himself together. He had to leave an important meeting—one where multimillion-dollar deals were on the line—simply because his body suddenly started acting… strange. At first, it was just a light tingling in his chest, something he tried to ignore. But soon the sensation became unbearable. Something was definitely wron...

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Wife's secretary

Joel came to with a headache so intense it felt like his skull was about to split open. He tried to get up, but something about his body immediately felt... off. A heaviness on his chest and unusual pressure on his hips shocked him as his gaze fell on the mirrored wall of the office. His face... it was him, but somehow feminine, with soft features accentuated by makeup. Thickly mascaraed lashes, plump lips, and something even more horrifying: his body... it wasn’t his body!

He was wea...

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One of them

Jake opened his eyes, and the world around him seemed to explode with colors and sounds. He sat up abruptly, immediately overwhelmed by a wave of strange sensations—his body felt different somehow, though he hadn't had the time to fully grasp it yet. Something else bothered him more. 'Where am I?' the thought flashed through his mind, but no answer was forthcoming. A forest, dense and vast, lay around him, stretching to the horizon. In the distance, mist swirled, and the air was humid and f...

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A Harpy's Exchange Preview 2 Video

Hello everyone. Continuing to dive into modern technologies while simultaneously working on a story. So here's another preview

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Teach you a lesson

Taking a deep drag, Nicole cast a sidelong glance at the man walking by. He smirked and winked, clearly sizing her up for more than just the waitress uniform she wore. Her shoulders tensed, but her face remained hard as stone. She rolled her eyes, exhaling smoke, muttering bitterly under her breath:

— Stupid shit... When is this gonna end?...

— Whoa, you're a real firecracker, — came a rough voice from the side. Nicole turned and saw a man eyeing her from head to toe, his ga...

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Hot day

The day was scorching hot. Engines roared, and the air hung heavy with the stench of burning oil and gasoline. Tommy, a burly man with a rough beard, was elbow-deep in yet another battered pickup truck in the back-alley garage where he worked. The clients here were a special breed—illegal racers, drifters, and those with nothing left to lose. Tommy liked it that way. A simple life: his motorcycle, cold beer, and loud rock music.

Everything went sideways when he accidentally knocked ov...

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Mind swap

— Don’t look at me like that, for God’s sake, it’s just sex — said Franklin, staring at the girl who claimed to be his friend, the one who had disappeared a few months ago and now woke up in this body, connected to strange machines in some basement.

She frowned, crossing her arms over her chest, and her voice came out sharp, almost desperate. — You... you’re joking!? Damn it! It’s me! It’s me, Brian! You’ve known me since childhood! — She took a step forward, her c...

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Strange dream

I already have a lot of stories that are essentially interconnected for me, so I decided to create a separate folder for them: https://www.patreon.com/collection/815616

And for context, it all started, of course, with this: https://www.patreon.com/posts/why-am-i-so-to-1-114118890

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"Oh God... what...

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Link to all my works - November

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1SmjuW4gwa7ULNaxTEpYGLG2Nb50oZmir?usp=drive_link

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Relax Samantha

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, everything's fine with your body, don't worry," Craig said, settling comfortably into the soft bus seat, fiddling with the hem of his short Lakers t-shirt. On the other end of the line, Samantha, in his body, was breathing nervously, confused as to why Craig seemed so calm.

"Samantha, relax. We made a deal. While you're handling my body, I'll take care of yours. After all, you're not really into all that 'girly' stuff, right?" Craig smirked, glancing at his reflection...

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Affectionate kitty

— So, Mia, did you manage to make the chicken broth? — Lauren’s voice sounded weary, but even through her cough, a restrained smirk slipped through.

"Mia" silently stared at her own reflection in that ridiculous costume. The white dress Lauren had forced "her" to wear to play the part of a nurse today clung tightly to her new, oversized chest, which practically jutted out, her nipples clearly visible through the thin fabric. It was nearly impossible to hide the mix of embarrassmen...

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A Harpy's Exchange Preview

Just a little preview of an exchange I've been wanting to create for a long time. =) Still working on this story, but here's a small excerpt for now.

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— What the... — a hoarse yet unexpectedly high voice escaped his throat.

Crane raised a hand to touch his chest, which now seemed to have a life of its own. The unfamiliar softness and weight left him nearly breathless. As his fingers brushed against it, something fluffy grazed the smooth surface of his skin, creating a...

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Re:Goddess

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A bright light enveloped everything around him. Alex squinted, covering his eyes with his hands. The last thing he remembered was a bus speeding straight toward him and the scream of the crowd. Now he floated in a white void, filled with soft light and an extraordinary sense of weightlessness.

— You’re finally here, — a melodic voice pierced the silence.

Alex turned around and saw her: a goddess of incredible beauty with golden symbols adorning her face and flowing b...

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Re:Goddess - part 1

Part 2-6: https://www.patreon.com/posts/re-goddess-116501166

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A bright light enveloped everything around him. Alex squinted, covering his eyes with his hands. The last thing he remembered was a bus speeding straight toward him and the scream of the crowd. Now he floated in a white void, filled with soft light and an extraordinary sense of weightlessness.

— You’re finally here, ...

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I need more time

— What the fuck? — Francis stared at his phone screen in disbelief, his fingers trembling nervously, though now they were thin and graceful. With each heartbeat, a growing sense of anxiety tightened in his chest. He read the message over and over again, but the text didn’t change: "I’m not ready to switch back yet. I need more time."

— Unbelievable, — he exhaled, pressing the phone to his chest. Was this a joke? Was she serious? He glanced at the mirror in front of him, tryi...

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Life like in...

Leo, exhausted after a long day at the office, lazily pushed open the door to his home. It was a typical evening in San Francisco—he dreamt only of turning on the TV, ordering a pizza, and crashing on the couch. But as soon as he stepped inside, something clicked in the air, as if an invisible switch had suddenly flipped, turning reality upside down. In the next moment, his body seemed to dissolve into something foreign and unusually feminine. His fingers slimmed, his skin turned silky, and...

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From the other side of the Veil

— I'm not from around here, — Malcolm repeated, lowering his voice, trying to appear calmer than he felt. His new, delicate hands, folded on the bar counter, betrayed a barely controlled tremor.

The bartender, an elderly woman in a leather vest, snorted and continued polishing her tenth mug of the evening. The stained glass lamps illuminated her calloused hands and cast reflections on the rough skin of her fingers.

— I know, — she replied curtly, raising an eyebrow and loo...

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Fight like a girl

— Are you serious, girl?! — The coach’s voice was cold, but there was a barely noticeable hint of mockery in it, as if watching her pitiful attempts was just amusing to him.

Sophie pursed her lips in frustration and clenched her teeth. It was still strange — seeing herself in the mirror, feeling every breath through a female chest, and constantly struggling with the long strands of hair that kept getting in the way. Just a week ago, he had been a sturdy guy, the best in the gym,...

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My smart girl

— "Sara, are you up yet?" — A voice called from the stairs, far too cheerful for this early in the morning.

She held her breath, pressing the cup to her lips. That voice again. That name again. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught her reflection in the glass door. The silhouette of a girl in a tight T-shirt and short shorts looked more like a magazine picture than her. And yet, just a month ago, she had been... Craig. A 32-year-old man, lanky but tall, with habits formed over ye...

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Make us normal again!

– "Enough, Megan!" – Linda, their former basketball team captain, shot a glance at the goth girl sitting cross-legged in the corner. Linda's bright red dress shimmered under the dim light, her arms crossed over her chest as if she still hoped her grip was ironclad. But even this gesture looked soft, feminine. "We're not playing your games anymore. Make us normal again!"

– "Normal?" – Megan, the goth girl in question, raised an eyebrow slowly, curling her lips into a smirk. Her g...

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Updates to Subscription Tiers

Dear Patrons,

First of all, I want to express my heartfelt gratitude for your ongoing support. It’s thanks to you that I’ve been able to grow creatively, explore new ideas, and continue sharing my stories and captions with this incredible community.

As many of you know, I’ve kept my subscription prices unchanged since I first started on Patreon 3–4 years ago. During that time, the amount of content available for each tier has grown significantly—what was once a modest co...

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All According to Plan - Episode 2

All episodes and other stuff: https://www.patreon.com/collection/830779

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Results of polls:

Mark wakes up alone, without Cassie, in the United States and discovers that he now has the body of a Latina bombshell with a big butt and large breasts. Thanks to an adaptation program, his language skills now match his new status—that of a Latin American immigrant living in the U.S. on a work-b...

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All According to Plan - Episode 2 - Poll 1

Methods of Control Used by "Alternative" Agents on Clients: What specific method of control do the agents of "Alternative" use on Carla?

Nanobots that block nerve signals. (Nanobots are introduced into Carla's body, where they affect her nervous system. They can trigger pain or block certain actions, forcing Mark to follow the scenario set by "Alternative.") 

Psychological conditioning with trigger words. (Carla...

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All According to Plan - Episode 2 - Poll 2

Role of the Watchdog Agent and Roommate: How will the "Alternative" agent monitor Mark/Carla’s behavior?

– They will interact closely with Carla, posing as her romantic partner. 

– Acts as her boss at the salon or as her landlord. 

– Appears “by chance” in public places to observe how she’s integrating into Carla’s life.

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