Glaci-Dum.
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MM1302
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masturbation
It is time for storytime with Bonzi and today it is time to get super duper dum dum with a dum tale! Once upon a time in the land of Deviantart there lived a transformation creator named ‘Glacie’ who claimed to be the demon queen of transformation (even though she was neither a demon or a queen) and she was a major karen (and in more ways than one), she acted like people should not have opinions different than her own (which was a very stupid thing to do, fitting for a soon to be dum dum!).
One day someone created a suit transformation with dark magic that caused one person to get into a fight with because they did not like it, that person was Nathan who gave the very reasonable comment of ‘For the love of JRR Tolkien, what is with suit tfs? Look, can we please not do this over and over? It is hardly a TF if it is just stuffing someone in a suit.’ Only for Glacie to respond…’Ugh, I see all your comments cloud up the search results and all you do is complain about content you do not like and I do not like that type of comment at all, you are not contributing at all.’
‘You are not contributing either, Glacie. Acting like a bitch over my opinion is not going to change anything. You are acting worse than you think I am, look I experience bad PTSD from suiting related RPs I was subjected to over the years, and you are picking on someone who has PTSD so please be respectful. ‘ ‘But…’ ‘But nothing, oh what is that, my dearest queen bitch? You say you have seen 10,000 of my posts and you think they are all like this? Why would you be looking up my content then, pray tell?’ ‘Well I…’ ‘Oh I see how it is, you ‘accidentally’ stumbled upon my stuff while looking for stuff you like, right? Are you some kind of stalker?’
‘How dare you cast a villainous role on me even though I clearly am only doing this to provoke you, you passive aggressive waste of oxygen!’ ‘You are being passive aggressive, not me. And I wish someone would come along and show you just how much of a dum dum you truly are.’
A cloud of purple smoke emerged from the walls and manifested in the form of a purple anthropomorphic gorilla wearing a snazzy suit and sunglasses. ‘Did someone call for magical assistance?’ ‘Yes, this whiny brat is being a dum dum and needs a lesson to be taught to her.’ ‘I can do that!’
Bonzi looked over at Glacie and smirked…’Hello Glacie, I am Bonzi.’ ‘You are Bonzi? As in that former online mascot?’ ‘Yes indeed I am and believe me I am no NFT or advertising mascot! For I am the lord and master of the internet.’ ‘The internet needs lords and masters?’
‘Yes, and I am one of them. Now Nathan tells me you have been a bad little dum dum and need to be punished.’ ‘A bad dum dum as in a dum dum were-aykroyd?’ ‘Yes, you are.’ ‘But I am a human.’
‘Are you human though? I seem to remember you being a dum dum were-aykroyd and pretending to be human.’ She attempted to resist those words but those wormed into her mind, making her have memories that were different than her own - these memories were of being a female dum dum were-aykroyd that served a master (she had memories of being loyal to him and eating and eating, so much food! So much dum dum fun in one set of memories!)
‘Dum dum likes master, tee hee. Wait, did I just call myself that?’ ‘Yes, you did, it is natural for a dum dum to call themselves that. This so called human form of yours it is not real, you made a fake human form for yourself so you could experience being a person, but now it is time your true form show itself!’ ‘Dum dum does like being a person but dum dum prefers to be a dum dum - oh and there goes dum dum again!’
She could not help but giggle as a strange feeling of warmth crept over her body, her arms slowly began to thicken and broaden - swelling with fat as brown hairs grow on them and the sleeves of her Pokemon shirt (which she claimed was new but she actually got it from Hot Topic and it was a discount item) ripped apart as her hands slowly swelled and grew hairs on them as well, her fingernails lengthening as her fingers thickened. ‘Aaw there goes that new shirt.’ ‘What new shirt, my dearest dumikins? That shirt was a discount, remember?’
‘Oh yes, dum dum remembers!’ ‘You picked that because you were looking for some cute dum dum girl shirts in your size but you picked out this one because it suited your desire to be mine.’ ‘What do you mean by that, uhhh master?’ ‘Well you like Pokemon right, a game franchise where you catch little monsters and train them and be a master to them, right? Well it suits you as a dum dum were-aykroyd because you are MY dum dum and I have you as my beloved dumikins to train into being a good girl.’
She could not help but giggle as her breasts expanded and brown hair grew on her chest and torso, both swelling with fat as her shirt continued to rip and tear open as her belly expanded and she rubbed her stomach and smiled in a silly yet endearing way…’I am a dum dum were-aykroyd with a soft belly, dum dum has the best belly!’
‘That is right…and now your friends will know this too.’ Bonzi clicked his fingers and all of her friends manifested before her and they all burst out laughing. ‘Oh look at how stupid Glacie looks! She is talking in such a silly way!’ She was mortified and horrified, as the hairs spread across her arms and on her belly which was expanding and swelling.
It seemed at this point her true nature was truly reflecting itself as her back and shoulders broadened, her rear swelling and pushing against her jeans, producing lots and lots of highly potent farts. ‘Oopsy, dum dum tooted!’ ‘Aaaw look everyone, Glacie is farting a lot and is being gross, let us all laugh at her!’
She was mortified at the sight of all her friends laughing at her, treating her like she was just a random dum dum instead of the person she had been pretending to be (while pretending to be human was fun for a dum dum were-aykroyd like her, having to be an arrogant douche was an exhausting role for her, she had to act like she was mean to everyone which was not her true personality!) and they were laughing and mocking her.
Even it seemed like her Deviantart page was mocking her, morphing from how it normally looked to that of a dum dum were-aykroyd lover, her username shifting from GlacietheTFDemoness to DumDumGlacie. Her Pokemon transformation fanfic had shifted too - to a were-aykroyd transformation story with a sweet dum dum element to it. ‘There we go much better, if you wanted to be given the MC treatment you should have just called on me, dum dum!’
‘Yes, dum dum loves you mind wiping her like this.’ ‘Of course you do, a mind like yours is so easy to take too!’ She giggled as her shirt slowly ripped apart as her now massive breasts dripped milk and she giggled in a very silly way too. ‘Ooh dum dum make milkies. But why is dum dum making milkies, master?’ ‘Dum dum make milkies because that is a natural part of her body, it may be weird but it is a natural part of every female were-aykroyd especially dum dum ones!’
She giggled as her belt snapped due to her fattening belly and her pants slowly ripped apart due to her fattening rear, leaving her only in her shorts as her legs thickened and her feet broke through her socks, developing webbed toes in the process. ‘I am such a good dum dum.’ ‘Oh yes you are, after all you would have to be a dum dum to insult the opinion of other people and you most certainly are!’
Her back and shoulders broadened while she grew to six foot 1 and her neck thickened, her face puffing up and swelling with fat as her hair lengthened, her forehead elevating as her brows thickened, her eyes widened as one turned from turned from their normal color to green and her nose developed a cleft as it broadened.
By this point her face looked less like her own and more like they belonged to a were-aykroyd as they morphed to look Aykroydian but still feminine as her voice shifted in the process, her mind and personality rewiring to being those of a were-aykroyd dum dum. ‘Oooh dum dum feel good’. ‘Yes, you do. You feel better now that you are a dum dum, which is your true self!’
Everything in her room shifted to match her new personality, becoming that of a dum dum were-aykroyd with all sorts of food stashed all around and a throne for her ‘master’ to sit on and lots of toys to play with. ‘Oooh good dum dum, dum dum likes her new room?’ ‘Yes, dum dum likes it.’ ‘This is so much better than the one you had as the human form you pretended to be. It must have been such an exhausting effort to pretend to not be a dum dum were-aykroyd.’
‘Yes, dum dum is exhausted from doing that.’ ‘Good. My dum dum deserves a rest, come…lay down with your master.’ ‘Yes, dum dum is tired and deserves a nap!’ The newly transformed and dumified Glacie laid down on her bed which was decked out in royal gold and blue bedsheets with a donut pattern on them.
‘It is bed time.’ ‘Yes it is.’ ‘Time to go to bed.’ Bonzi smiled as he sang a lullaby to his newest dum dum and cuddled her, she looked up at him and smiled before yawning.
“Good night, master!”
‘Good night, dearest dumikins.’ She yawned as she drifted off to sleep and had sweet dum dum dreams of eating and gorging, and a couple of hours later she was introduced to a new dum dum were-aykroyd who was a male dum dum were-aykroyd.
The two dum dum were-aykroyds hooked up and started dating, and it did not take long for them to decide to get married. When they got married, there was a grand dum dum marriage ritual with none other than Bonzi as their minister! And now the two of them are an adorable dum dum couple that spend a lot of time together!
And a few months later she became pregnant and had adorable dum dum were-aykroyd children and those children carry on her dum dum genes, they are such wonderful little dumplings too. And thus brings us to the lesson of the story of today, do not pretend to know what you are talking about and like you are smarter than the person you are harassing, because that will only make you a bigger dum dum than you already are.
But of course, my delicious dum dum likes that, and you would too. Oh yes, you would!
One day someone created a suit transformation with dark magic that caused one person to get into a fight with because they did not like it, that person was Nathan who gave the very reasonable comment of ‘For the love of JRR Tolkien, what is with suit tfs? Look, can we please not do this over and over? It is hardly a TF if it is just stuffing someone in a suit.’ Only for Glacie to respond…’Ugh, I see all your comments cloud up the search results and all you do is complain about content you do not like and I do not like that type of comment at all, you are not contributing at all.’
‘You are not contributing either, Glacie. Acting like a bitch over my opinion is not going to change anything. You are acting worse than you think I am, look I experience bad PTSD from suiting related RPs I was subjected to over the years, and you are picking on someone who has PTSD so please be respectful. ‘ ‘But…’ ‘But nothing, oh what is that, my dearest queen bitch? You say you have seen 10,000 of my posts and you think they are all like this? Why would you be looking up my content then, pray tell?’ ‘Well I…’ ‘Oh I see how it is, you ‘accidentally’ stumbled upon my stuff while looking for stuff you like, right? Are you some kind of stalker?’
‘How dare you cast a villainous role on me even though I clearly am only doing this to provoke you, you passive aggressive waste of oxygen!’ ‘You are being passive aggressive, not me. And I wish someone would come along and show you just how much of a dum dum you truly are.’
A cloud of purple smoke emerged from the walls and manifested in the form of a purple anthropomorphic gorilla wearing a snazzy suit and sunglasses. ‘Did someone call for magical assistance?’ ‘Yes, this whiny brat is being a dum dum and needs a lesson to be taught to her.’ ‘I can do that!’
Bonzi looked over at Glacie and smirked…’Hello Glacie, I am Bonzi.’ ‘You are Bonzi? As in that former online mascot?’ ‘Yes indeed I am and believe me I am no NFT or advertising mascot! For I am the lord and master of the internet.’ ‘The internet needs lords and masters?’
‘Yes, and I am one of them. Now Nathan tells me you have been a bad little dum dum and need to be punished.’ ‘A bad dum dum as in a dum dum were-aykroyd?’ ‘Yes, you are.’ ‘But I am a human.’
‘Are you human though? I seem to remember you being a dum dum were-aykroyd and pretending to be human.’ She attempted to resist those words but those wormed into her mind, making her have memories that were different than her own - these memories were of being a female dum dum were-aykroyd that served a master (she had memories of being loyal to him and eating and eating, so much food! So much dum dum fun in one set of memories!)
‘Dum dum likes master, tee hee. Wait, did I just call myself that?’ ‘Yes, you did, it is natural for a dum dum to call themselves that. This so called human form of yours it is not real, you made a fake human form for yourself so you could experience being a person, but now it is time your true form show itself!’ ‘Dum dum does like being a person but dum dum prefers to be a dum dum - oh and there goes dum dum again!’
She could not help but giggle as a strange feeling of warmth crept over her body, her arms slowly began to thicken and broaden - swelling with fat as brown hairs grow on them and the sleeves of her Pokemon shirt (which she claimed was new but she actually got it from Hot Topic and it was a discount item) ripped apart as her hands slowly swelled and grew hairs on them as well, her fingernails lengthening as her fingers thickened. ‘Aaw there goes that new shirt.’ ‘What new shirt, my dearest dumikins? That shirt was a discount, remember?’
‘Oh yes, dum dum remembers!’ ‘You picked that because you were looking for some cute dum dum girl shirts in your size but you picked out this one because it suited your desire to be mine.’ ‘What do you mean by that, uhhh master?’ ‘Well you like Pokemon right, a game franchise where you catch little monsters and train them and be a master to them, right? Well it suits you as a dum dum were-aykroyd because you are MY dum dum and I have you as my beloved dumikins to train into being a good girl.’
She could not help but giggle as her breasts expanded and brown hair grew on her chest and torso, both swelling with fat as her shirt continued to rip and tear open as her belly expanded and she rubbed her stomach and smiled in a silly yet endearing way…’I am a dum dum were-aykroyd with a soft belly, dum dum has the best belly!’
‘That is right…and now your friends will know this too.’ Bonzi clicked his fingers and all of her friends manifested before her and they all burst out laughing. ‘Oh look at how stupid Glacie looks! She is talking in such a silly way!’ She was mortified and horrified, as the hairs spread across her arms and on her belly which was expanding and swelling.
It seemed at this point her true nature was truly reflecting itself as her back and shoulders broadened, her rear swelling and pushing against her jeans, producing lots and lots of highly potent farts. ‘Oopsy, dum dum tooted!’ ‘Aaaw look everyone, Glacie is farting a lot and is being gross, let us all laugh at her!’
She was mortified at the sight of all her friends laughing at her, treating her like she was just a random dum dum instead of the person she had been pretending to be (while pretending to be human was fun for a dum dum were-aykroyd like her, having to be an arrogant douche was an exhausting role for her, she had to act like she was mean to everyone which was not her true personality!) and they were laughing and mocking her.
Even it seemed like her Deviantart page was mocking her, morphing from how it normally looked to that of a dum dum were-aykroyd lover, her username shifting from GlacietheTFDemoness to DumDumGlacie. Her Pokemon transformation fanfic had shifted too - to a were-aykroyd transformation story with a sweet dum dum element to it. ‘There we go much better, if you wanted to be given the MC treatment you should have just called on me, dum dum!’
‘Yes, dum dum loves you mind wiping her like this.’ ‘Of course you do, a mind like yours is so easy to take too!’ She giggled as her shirt slowly ripped apart as her now massive breasts dripped milk and she giggled in a very silly way too. ‘Ooh dum dum make milkies. But why is dum dum making milkies, master?’ ‘Dum dum make milkies because that is a natural part of her body, it may be weird but it is a natural part of every female were-aykroyd especially dum dum ones!’
She giggled as her belt snapped due to her fattening belly and her pants slowly ripped apart due to her fattening rear, leaving her only in her shorts as her legs thickened and her feet broke through her socks, developing webbed toes in the process. ‘I am such a good dum dum.’ ‘Oh yes you are, after all you would have to be a dum dum to insult the opinion of other people and you most certainly are!’
Her back and shoulders broadened while she grew to six foot 1 and her neck thickened, her face puffing up and swelling with fat as her hair lengthened, her forehead elevating as her brows thickened, her eyes widened as one turned from turned from their normal color to green and her nose developed a cleft as it broadened.
By this point her face looked less like her own and more like they belonged to a were-aykroyd as they morphed to look Aykroydian but still feminine as her voice shifted in the process, her mind and personality rewiring to being those of a were-aykroyd dum dum. ‘Oooh dum dum feel good’. ‘Yes, you do. You feel better now that you are a dum dum, which is your true self!’
Everything in her room shifted to match her new personality, becoming that of a dum dum were-aykroyd with all sorts of food stashed all around and a throne for her ‘master’ to sit on and lots of toys to play with. ‘Oooh good dum dum, dum dum likes her new room?’ ‘Yes, dum dum likes it.’ ‘This is so much better than the one you had as the human form you pretended to be. It must have been such an exhausting effort to pretend to not be a dum dum were-aykroyd.’
‘Yes, dum dum is exhausted from doing that.’ ‘Good. My dum dum deserves a rest, come…lay down with your master.’ ‘Yes, dum dum is tired and deserves a nap!’ The newly transformed and dumified Glacie laid down on her bed which was decked out in royal gold and blue bedsheets with a donut pattern on them.
‘It is bed time.’ ‘Yes it is.’ ‘Time to go to bed.’ Bonzi smiled as he sang a lullaby to his newest dum dum and cuddled her, she looked up at him and smiled before yawning.
“Good night, master!”
‘Good night, dearest dumikins.’ She yawned as she drifted off to sleep and had sweet dum dum dreams of eating and gorging, and a couple of hours later she was introduced to a new dum dum were-aykroyd who was a male dum dum were-aykroyd.
The two dum dum were-aykroyds hooked up and started dating, and it did not take long for them to decide to get married. When they got married, there was a grand dum dum marriage ritual with none other than Bonzi as their minister! And now the two of them are an adorable dum dum couple that spend a lot of time together!
And a few months later she became pregnant and had adorable dum dum were-aykroyd children and those children carry on her dum dum genes, they are such wonderful little dumplings too. And thus brings us to the lesson of the story of today, do not pretend to know what you are talking about and like you are smarter than the person you are harassing, because that will only make you a bigger dum dum than you already are.
But of course, my delicious dum dum likes that, and you would too. Oh yes, you would!
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