You've been working on a drug to rewrite DNA with the DNA of something else. With this you could turn a strawberry into a grape. A venus fly trap into a red wood. A yorkie into a golden retriever. Hulk Hogan into Sydney Sweeny. Your boyfriend into you.

You would never admit it, but you have always had a crush on yourself. You had a knockout body. Anyone would be lucky to have you in their bed, but you were one of the only people who couldn't fuck your body. There is a reason you always had sex in front of a mirror. You have always had this deep burning desire to "explore" your own body in that way. But, no matter how many artists you commisioned, or people you dressed in your own clothes while you fucked, if still did not quench that hunger. It still wasn't YOUR body. Thay still didn't have that birth mark. That tattoo. That skin tag.

But. You have a boyfriend. You clearly have your own DNA. You can make the drug. You could... I mean... He likes your body... He wouldn't mind... Right?

I want to focus on writing the transformations as detailed as possible. The sounds of clothes ripping and your organs shifting. The feeling of new nerve endings being created and new adipose settling in your breasts, the sight of your new ass lifting you off the couch and abs rolling in your stomach. For me, the hottest part of the transformation is not the end result-the bigger breasts, but the actual transformation process-the breasts growing.

Kinks: Bimbofication (breast, ass, hip, lip, and tongue expansion), M2F transformation (me specifically), female muscle growth, light femdom, excessive cum, breeding, oral sex, anal, slutification, clones/twinning

Limits: Futa, anthro, gore, skat/piss