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Thread: Transformation!

When she started trying to get out of the cow DNA, he jokingly said They may not be that great of an idea, but at least those will likely grow, seeing as they'll be filled with milk. He shook his head, Sorry, that joke may have been in bad taste, I suppose. But thank you for doing this, scientific minds around the world will be grateful. He started to get everything ready. The chemical that he slipped into the milk was clear like water, so perhaps he was playing some strange prank...? However, when he pulled out a pair of suction cups with long needles inside, she could tell that whatever joking had been done was the last of it. He went to the machine the cups belonged to and adjusted the settings, before approaching her, There will be a little pain at first, but is should subside quickly, and a sort of bliss should follow... He didn't ask her if she was ready or anything, instead moving quickly to get them on. His hands fondled her full C-cup breasts a little as he found the right spot, then quickly slid the cup over her nipples. She would feel the pain from the needles slipping in, but once he turned on the machine, the liquid started to quickly flow into her breasts...
Thread: Transformation!

she blushed hard as she looked down at her breasts. she wasn't that small was she? she ignored the joke though, she was far too nervouse, frightened even... could she back out? should she? no, she was doing a great thing, for the entire world! she watched him mix everything together, wondering if this wasn't some massive practical joke so that he could get her to take her shirt off... but then he picked up that... thing... and she realized he really was that serious. she tensed at the sight of it, her eyes widened in horror as she swallowed thickly. w..wait i... i'm not.. so sure about this.. wait! i'm not rea... she was cut off by her own shriek of pain as the cups where slid into place, arching from the pain as the needles slipped up into her nipples, directly into her breasts... and then the liquid seeped out, and she forgot what pain was... it felt... it felt wonderful... so very wonderful. she moaned eagerly, relaxing completely into the chair, her head tipped back as bright green eyes, turned into silver. the light gray suiting her milky complexion perfectly. her hair went white, lily white save for the streaks of black that ran through it. the cow DNA changing the very color of her hair, not just on her head, but on her eyebrows and on the... down below, area's as well... she felt too good to care what was happening as her breasts swelled well past what the machine should have done. she was nearing the DD now, her breasts thick, and perky, despite their size, there was no sag at all to them. it was her ears that changed the most, they grew long, and firm, heavy, like a cows they hung almost lazily from her head, and two tiny little horns sprouted from her head, almost like handles... something to grab hold of ud use while forcing himself down her sweet, tight throat. she moaned again, the sound low, and husky now, almost as if she really was a cow, and was lowing to get something. a long white and black tail spilled out of her pants as she closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of the transformation as she felt... certain parts of her... anatomy, getting tighter...and wetter. the liquid was soon done with her as she blinked slowly at the ceiling, Lowing again, as if confused as she turned and looked at him. ...uuh... i feel....strange... she groaned. sounding a great deal less intelligent... as if the transformation had left her simple minded... not a surprise, cows weren't the brightest bulbs in the box. she blinked at him again, as if trying to remember who he was before smiling. Master... she mumbled, deciding that he was her master, it was the closest thing her simple brain could understand... and it was sort of true... he had made her after all. she slowly set up, setting a hand to her thick, full breasts, whimpering as the needles shifted inside of her. no... don't like... she whined, wanting the cups off... they where too tight on her poor, sensitive breasts now. Master... don't like... one thing was for sure, Anna Marie Prescott was never going to be the same. this is what she looks like now. Link
Thread: Transformation!

As the chemical entered her system, his eyes became glued on her, making sure that his intellectual side took note of everything that happened. After all, he had seen it done to plenty of rats, but not once to a human. And then she started to change, and he bit the inside of his cheek gently, not able to tear his eyes away as her face became more gentle, more feminine, and more... Unintelligent. He raised a brow, but didn't have a chance to run off and make a note of it, as her breasts started to swell. Her moans alone were starting to make his shaft harder, but as her hips started to swell, pressing her panties even harder against her slickening slit, he had to bite his lip and mentally remind himself that she'd likely slap him if he touched her. Then it ended completely, and she was looking up at him with a dull look in her eyes, and called him. Master...? He wondered aloud as she said it, but as she indicated that the needles in her breasts hurt, he jumped forward and turned off the machine, before going to her and slowly removing the needles. As he pulled them out, it was milk that started to dribbled out of her longer nipples, slowly dripping along her nude upper half, Y-yes, I am your master. Is that better, girl? He gently caressed her face, trying to find if she was just dazed, or if her intelligence had actually dropped quickly.
Thread: Transformation!

she groaned as he pulled the needles out of her breasts and she sighed, leaning into him. better... she muttered happily nuzzling him a little. tired, Master... she groaned whining a little as her breasts started to ache again. the transformation had left her breasts swollen and full. hurts. she groaned, massaging her own breasts. Master... Hurts! she whined, milk starting to spill out of her swollen, firm nipples as she massaged her own breasts. Master... she whined pouting at him. she clearly needed to be milked, with as much was spilling out of her nipples she was probobly lactating as much as a cow did... if that was so, she would need to be milked at least once a day, probobly even twice a day. but how did a person go about milking human breasts? unless he already had something with which to milk a human woman, considering all the equipment hanging around he probobly had something. she groaned and squirmed again and her pencil skirt rode up around her hips as she tried to get to her feet, staggering and collapsing, all of her strength having failed her from the transformation, showing just how tight her underwear had gotten... and how very wet she was down there, her panties where so soaked, that her juices there where sliding down her legs. she groaned a little and hunched, large tears gathering in her pretty gray eyes, frightened, confused and sore, she was close, so very close to crying.
Thread: Transformation!

She probably would have cried, in fact, had he not been there for her. He had the proper equipment to milk her, but if he was going to be considered her master, then he had to break her in to a certain way of thinking. He knelt down, stroking her back gently, There, there. Let's get you ready to rest, and I will help you out. He helped her to her feet, careful not to have her slip on the floor as he helped her walk and made his way into another room. Within this room were multiple beds--they looked to be hospital beds, but they were only meant to house people temporarily while they were studying something. Of course, these ones were always empty since he worked alone most of the time. Here... You... Are...! He told her as he helped her onto the bed, surprised at how much added weight her full breasts gave her. He took a minute to regain his breath, looking per her body slowly, before he stood up, If you want help, you--hmm. It might be better to speak simply in this case... He noted, before correcting himself, Master help you? You obey everything, understand?
Thread: Transformation!

she blinked at him, sniffling as she got to her feet, her body weak and shaking as he stroked her back. she nuzzled his neck, making soft happy sounds as he promised to take care of her. she blinked a little as she studied the beds, her head tilted a little, blinking a little as she was helped into the bed, her head tilted a little as she watched him with simple silver eyes. Master help me? she asked hopefully. Anna obey master... right? she asked, blinking at him as she tried to crawl into his lap. she was affectionate, and watched to touch him and be close to him. she nuzzled his chest happily, whimpering as she pressed herself against him, her heavy breasts against his chest, soaking his shirt with hot, sticky milk... it was strange, her milk was not like a cows milk. it was thicker, more frothy, and smelled faintly of sweet things. should he taste, it would have a delectable, natural sweetness to it, as if there was a touch of sugar to it. it was highly revitalizing, with milk like hers, he would never feel a physical exhaustion again, it had such a high energy content that coffee would never be able to even come close to. please Master.. she groaned, snuggling into him. please? she pleaded nuzzling her nose against his neck. oh please?
Thread: Transformation!

That officially pushed him over the edge. The aroma of her sex, as well as her thick, full breasts pouring sweet liquid on his body, made him unable to look at this from a scientific point anymore. As she curled against him, he shed the lab coat and shirt, tossing it on a bed nearby. That's a good girl... He told her, looking to comfort her. He would have to analyze the milk later on, but for now, he removed his pants and boxers, showing off his body--he was lean, with solid muscles toning his body. And immediately she could see his long, thick shaft, already ready for her. He straddled her slightly widened hips, and groped under her breasts, slowly sliding his hands upward to her nipples. Slowly he massaged her breasts to make them ache less, then his soft, warm tongue gently licked the milky skin of her breasts, leading up to her nipples. He was pleasantly surprised as he tasted it, and his dark eyes locked on her soft, almost-silver eyes, while his lips started to gently suckle on her nipple, taking in a deep gulp of her energizing milk.
Thread: Transformation!

she moaned softly, low, deep in her throat, the sound almost more of a cows moo than a human sound, it was thick with arousal and slight pain, and she blinked at him with her wide, sweet, innocent eyes and watched him shed his lab coat. she was so docile, in a way you knew she hadn't been before the procedure. she was... 'domesticated' there was no other word for the situation and the way she was acting. she was like a baby calf who knew only human's as it's mother, tamed and raised by hand it would follow and play with you, cuddle into you and even try to suckle on you. Anna Marie was domesticated. she even beamed when she was called a good girl. she blinked at him as she disrobed, her head tilted as she studied his thick shaft, and as he got naked, she figured she was supposed to to, and she squirmed out of her too tight skirt and her too tight wet panties. she spread her legs wide, opening her body to him, not even trying to stop him should he decide he wanted her, in fact, the way she lifted her hips, she not only expected it, but eagerly anticipated it. she moaned happily as her nipples where massaged, arching against him, her mouth opening as she let out long, low happy sounds as she squirmed against him. Ah...Master... she moaned, happy, and all too pleased to show it as she arched against him. his mouth on her nipple, his cock agonizing inches away from her hot, tight, sopping wet cunt... she stared back at him, face glossed and frozen with pleasure and glee. mmm, thank you... Master... thank you... she moaned as he milked her large tits free of milk. not that he could drink it all. before one breast was even empty he'd be full. the best part about her milk however, which he would find out later... was that it was unlike any other milk in the world... it was shelf stable, and never went bad.... unless left untouched for months of course. he could make a lot of money off of her if he decided to sell her milk... and if he made more of her. he'd be rich in weeks with milk so potent, powerful, healthy, and delicious.
Thread: Transformation!

His mind was in many places at once, but he was mainly curious about one thing If she was this way when she was changed, what could he do to other people, with different changes? Wherever his mind was didn't matter, however, as his body was in control for the time being. Her milk so delicious that it was almost addicting, and before he knew it he had probably downed half a gallon worth. His wiped his lips clean of the liquid and looked at her, feeling... Energized rather than lethargic as normal milk would leave him. A smirk played on his lips, and he took her hands, lightly pinning them above her head as his hips gave a sharp thrust forward, moaning as he buried his shaft into her tightened folds. In order to instill this behavior was good, he mentioned to her through his groaning, This... Make master very... Happy. Her full tits bounced each time he rammed his thick cock into her soaked sex, leaving more milk splattered around then each time they did...
Thread: Transformation!

she moaned happily, limp under him, relaxed as she enjoyed the suckling on her tit, her eyes fluttering at him, whimpering as he stopped. Master? she asked, whimpering a little as she found her hands pinned, startled and uncertain what was happening she bit her lip, wondering if she had done something wrong? she gasped, arching as his large cock filled her small tight pussy, moaning eagerly. she was, by no meas a virgin, no she'd slept with many, but this was the first time she'd done so without a condom... not that she even remembered what that was... all she knew was that his cock filled her just right, and made her feel so good deep inside. ma...master. she moaned, glad when he assured her that this was making him happily. it...makes..Anna.... Happy too. she moaned in-between thrusts, her hips trying to match his, moaning eagerly as her breasts leaked milk all over, soaking them both in the thick, white liquid as she arched and moved with him, her sweet cries of pleasure filling the air. Master! Master! Master! So Good! Master! she moaned in time with his hot, hard thrusts, crying out his name, his title because it felt so good and she had to scream something. she cried out, moaned, lowed and mewled eagerly as she writhed beneath him, crying out her pleasure as she tightened her sex around him, arching as she neared her first orgasm... she could have many, so very many. and she cried in delight as her orgasm washed over her, clenching herself even tighter around him as she writhed beneath him. every pore of her being begging him for more, harder, faster, even her cries of his name taking on a more desperate edge, pleading with him to take her completely.
Thread: Transformation!

He was happy to oblige. He hadn't been with nearly as many as she had, but what he lacked in experience he made up in passion. With one hand, he continued to thrust his girth into her waiting cunt, the sweet cries only urging him to drive his shaft harder, deeper into her. He leaned his hard body against her soft, bouncy breasts so that with each thrust, her wet nipples glided across his smooth skin, only getting the two of them drenched even more. His own cry of pleasure escalated when she hit her own orgasm, and it took everything he had not to just let go and let his own seed fill her. He stopped for just a moment so that he didn't release, but told her in a soft tone Very good girl, Anna. Do you want more...? It was then that a slightly... More dominant side of him came out. If she were to tell him she did, he would reply, Then I want you to beg your master for it. If she told him no, then he would make sure she was pinned down, before continuing what he had started.
Thread: Transformation!

she moaned eagerly as he moved harder, deeper, arching against him happily as she shuddered and shivered, crying out in delight as he took her, deep, ever so deep and she whined as he stopped. Master...yes... yes..Anna want more..s he groaned. her tone begging as she looked up at him, panting hard. please, please Master, fill Anna tight cunt, please fuck Anna, please Fuck Anna... she pleaded. arching, writhing beneath him. please, please move inside... please move, fuck Anna hard... she pleaded, rocking her hips, trying to get him to move. please...please... take Anna... fuck her all over... anything you want...please! she pleaded moaning eagerly as he continued, panting happily as she tried to lean up to kiss him. she had given him permission to do anything he wanted to her, and judging from her state she'd do anything, to get that anything he wanted. she was like the perfect subservient pet, never telling him no, doing anything he ordered. and so cute too, she was his now, there was no doubt about that, she was his wholly and completely. and best of all she was legal, she had made her own choices, and that meant that he wouldn't even get in trouble for it!
Thread: Family affairs invite group rp.

This is the actual roleplay for the Family Affairs group roleplay by invitation only. It is a mafia roleplay so feel free to read. Speak Easy The OOC thread The Guys and Dolls Profile page
Thread: Family affairs invite group rp.

Trenton Nemico grinned at the girl as he passed her with a box. Calm down hun, we ain't gonna drop anything. Trust me, we got this. Don't worry your pretty little head off eh? Nemico never had a very interesting background, but he was loyal, even if he was from the gang that had been destroyed in the Big Man's rage. Soon the crates were unloaded and were taken inside. Now it was time for him to do what he did best. Socialize. With a bottle in one hand and a girl in the other, he made his way into the crowd. For a few minutes, he talked, he danced, he drank. Maybe this gang wouldn't be so bad. He'd just have to stay away from Neil. God knows if the man would blow his cap again, even if he didn't have a part in the death of his pal. When he saw Neil out and about in the crowd though, he simply smiled and nodded, wondering if he would even notice the man who brokered the deal that allowed what was left of his previous gang to join up. He noticed that Nora, Neil's new Right Hand, was sitting in a booth, simply watching the party. Since he saw Neil was gone for now, he decided that he'd at least go try to get the girl into the party. After all, she was the one responsible for the booze even being here, as well as giving everyone a reason to celebrate. The people he had brought had been quite experienced in their profession, but they were rather.... withdrawn. He figured that if you didn't have friends, you'd be more of a suspect. If you were a suspect, you couldn't do what was asked of you. On the flip side, if you had countless people giving you positive character references, then you were good unless the cops found hard evidence against him. And Nemico was very thorough. He slid into the booth next to Nora, a grin on his face. You are a wall flower aren't you? You need to get up hun. You helped get the booze, you tellin' me you aren't going to reward yourself? He tugged gently on her arm, raising an eyebrow at her. Come on. This is your booze. You need to get some. He was persistent, that much was true.
Thread: Family affairs invite group rp.

If it really is my party, Oh, hello Nemico. Nora smiled when Trenton approached, trying to get her into the spirit of things. She figured she must look like quite the sourpuss, sitting next to the window without a drink or company, not even her tie loosened or jacket buttons undone. She did appreciate the offer though, and from the man she had spent the past month being a hard-ass negotiate too. Nora may be more diplomatic than her father, but she was exactly that. Diplomatic. She bargained Trenton to the bone till they finally struck the deal and she felt confident they both came out the better for it. The Rosetta family more or less adopted them as an extension, taking in all their territory, contacts, weapons and liquor. In exchange they were to be treated as part of the gang and Trenton got himself a spot high in the command of The Rosetta Family, beneath Nora and even with the other Cappas. She shook her head with good nature as she declined his offer, No thanks, I'm fine. A job well done is reward enough if you ask me. She told him, leaning an elbow on the table and resting her head in her hand, You're welcome to join me though, if ya like. She waved her other hand to the spot opposite of her in the booth, thinking he would politely decline and get back to his party. Then why can't I enjoy it how I want?
Thread: Family affairs invite group rp.

The man raised an eyebrow, chuckling as he sat down next to her. A job well done isn't well done if the one who does it doesn't enjoy it. And, between you and me hun, we argued for months for me and mine to get in here, you aren't gettin' rid of me so easily. He chuckled, waving a finger at her in mock disappointment. With a small laugh, he grabbed an extra bottle from a passing person and placed it down in front of Nora. Listen, don't be a sourpuss. You need to get more social. You can't go around being anti-social. Otherwise, things aren't going to be very bright. He grinned at her, tilting his head, looking back out at the throng of people and smiling. You know what? I'm going to bring you out to a club some time. I know this place that has really good music. He looked back at her. Bix sings most of the time there. It's a nice place. And it'll teach you to loosen up a bit. You look like a stiff. He chuckled running a hand through his dark hair. He wasn't going to leave her alone until she at least looked like she was joining in the party. He was kind of an ass that way. Listen, I'm not going to leave you alone until you stop looking like you had a bad day and decided to just...... fall apart. He was trying hard to get her drinking. These were bad times, people got thirsty. The suppliers were no different. They just didn't have to pay as much.
Thread: Family affairs invite group rp.

Damian frowned as he walked around the party. He couldn't help thinking that these people were murderers....well they all were, but they murdered his father. He sort of wanted to slit their throats but...but Nora and the Don said that they should team up with them. Growling a little bit Damian fiddled with the knife he had in his sleeve. He was wondering if maybe he could kill one person for killing his father since Uncle Niel had kept him out of the revenge thing. Sighing Damian continued to walk around trying to spot his cousin. Everyone seemed to be having a good time and were all drinking. Sighing Damian didn't feel like drinking right now so he continued to walk around pointedly avoiding anyone he knew. It took a while but he saw Nora and one of THEM. Damian's eye twitched as he stormed over a bit angrily. Sitting down next to Nora Damian pulled out one of his knives and stabbed it into the table as he glared at the man. Stay away from my cousin pervo. Damian said as he crossed his arms and slumped in his seat. He was not happy, not happy at all.