The Fate of The Walking Deadpan (Sylvia TG) (Patreon)
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???: So what is it you wanted to talk about?
Drey: Hey, I’m glad you responded! I’ve been having a lot of trouble deciding what kind of girl is best. There are just too many types! From gamer girls to MILFS to anime babes, I just can’t decide which is the absolute best ya know?! So I need some help. I don’t know you very well, so please introduce yourself, then give me your answer for the best type of girl.
???: I don’t really have a preference for girls. I just like women who know they’re sexy and know how to use it., ala Chel, Rangiku Matsumoto, or Bayonetta.
Drey: I see! So it sounds like you’re an enjoyer of animated babes. Tbh I’ve really grown to enjoy them myself. Now let me ask you three follow-up questions.
Busty or Thicc?
Tall or Short?
Name?
???: Busty or Thicc? I choose both. Tall or short? Tall. Name’s John.
Drey: Okay, okay. The image of best girl is really taking shape in my mind right now. Just a few more questions.
Older or younger?
Darker-skinned or white?
John: Hmmm. A bit older and darker skin
Drey: Yeah, okay! I think I’ve got it now! The best girl to turn you into would be Sylvia from Konosuba but only the girl parts, kay?!! Thanks so much for helping me decide!
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You didn’t have time for any kind of rebuttal as your skin suddenly felt like it had been licked by some ginormous invisible cat; a sandpapery scrape all over your body that made you stand up and look at your exposed skin to see streaks of brown begin to consume your very white arms, and the licks just kept on coming.
Your body hair was coming off in a flurry with every lick as you touched your face to find your unshaven beard dusting off into the air. You imagined your skin was quickly turning a light brown there too, the melanin-enriched blotches feeding the neighboring skin to convert it as well, as the blotches connected to leave your body a much darker shade than you’ve ever seen it.
A worried look was plastered on your face as you felt your body rapidly sensitizing, your brown skin almost taking on a glow as you ran your hands up your smooth brown arms and clutched your chest, your cock growing unimaginably hard as it strained against your pants. You cursed as an image of Sylvia popped into your mind. She was so tall and voluptuous. If that was going to be you, then you were going to be–!
Your body groaned at your thoughts as your spine started to lengthen, the feeling like a morning stretch as you pushed out a pleasured sigh while your limbs grew, your pants rubbing against your lengthening legs, your shirt pulling up your midsection to expose your waist as it tightened against your upper body all while you watched the ground get further away.
Everything had become so tight, your clothes straining against your enlarged frame and, even more importantly, your pants against the raging boner that throbbed below.
You whined as you struggled to free the clasp of your pants to get to your cock, the button pulled too tight from your enlarged legs. You were about to scream in frustration before your exposed stomach suddenly started to growl, the angry thing writhing while it pulled at your waist like a singularity, your belly button its epicenter as it collapsed both your sides into a waspy curve while flattening your stomach into washboard perfection.

Shit, it was so hot, and you were still changing, your hips bouncing into the corners of the waistband as they threatened to expand, the pressure building like an orgasm as the already tight button strained further. All you needed to do was allow it to b-break!
You screamed as your hips cracked outward, the snap and unzip of your pants the savior to your screaming cock as the bulge was freed by your wide birthing hips. You wasted no time in flopping the brown thing out, was it always so big?! Looking down at it was a sight, the big dick on such wide hips right below a sexy waist… your body started to sweat as you clenched your ass involuntarily and you moaned as you felt your butt cheeks bulging, the growing flesh packing into already tight pants as they squelched into every unfilled crevice, stretching the pants as they bubbled from the top.
You couldn’t resist stroking your member to the sensation of the growing weight on your backside, your pants failing to contain your ass as your butt broke free and jiggled against the back of your thighs.

You felt the same expansion start to happen to your legs while you stroked: a tensing followed by fat that was flowing in. You ran your hand slowly, each pump of your cock another burst of fat that was tightening against your balls, your orgasm building in your whole body as every joint and bone ached with each rub. You were right on the cusp, your thighs sandwiching your balls between two walls of soft, brown, meaty flesh and your joints wanting to pop from the stress building inside them.
It only took two additional rubs and a loud moan as your cock started to empty, the flexes expelling streams of cum that sent you recoiling back against the nearest wall, every bone, and joint popping as your frame narrowed and muscles drained. You couldn’t believe an orgasm could last so long and do so much, your breaths ragged as you saw your popping fingers lengthen while your palms shrank, your nails growing long and pampered as you looked down and watched your dick being pulled back with each burst of seed that left it.
You felt your balls squirming between your thighs, your thighs bursting through the seams of your pants with their size, while you felt the wincing discomfort of having your balls pop into you echo through your abdomen, your cock gushing another load at their departure. You rocked and bucked your hips, your huge bouncy ass jiggling against the wall as you felt your pussy forming between your legs, your dick heading straight for it as your spurts turned to drool, your softening brown prick unable to do anything more as you moaned while it shrank inside. You felt the fluid from your pussy lube up your inner thighs as your body grew even hotter, your pussy throbbing in time with your nipples…
Your moan was long and drawn out as your areola widened and your nipples popped into your tight shirt, your body buzzing as your face felt like someone was working their hands into it like putty, your jaw being rubbed round and nose small while your jutting nipples jutted a little further with the sudden influx of fat that moved them forward. You moan loudly as your long fingers grab at your shifting face, your back slowly arching off the wall, thrusting your chest out.
Your digits caressed your face, having no bearing on how it was changing as they danced across softening features, your cheeks rounding out, your swelling lips rubbing together and popping to a pout as your gentle moans started to rise in pitch.
You cooed as your tits were sent up another size, their roundness starting to show while your face became more and more beauteous, your eyebrows turning thin and nose small while dark lashes grew weighty over your purpling irises. You looked down with a huge smile on your face as you cupped your breasts, feeling them swell a little more in your slim palms as you looked down at the voluptuous curves that your boobs were quickly obscuring. Starting to chuckle, your shirt began to tear, the fabric ripping into dark black strands that revealed most of your brown chest while the rest of the shirt turned a solid red, the collar of which tightened against your neck to squeeze the rest of your Adam’s apple away.
You looked salaciously at the spider web of black strands held the red fabric over your growing tits as your shirt lengthened down your body, your pants melting against your skin as they covered your thicc brown legs in a pair of stretchy tights while your shirt billowed down and split over your left leg as a new dress complete with frilly white trim.
Your salacious grin warped lewd, and a loud feminine moan followed as your underwear wedged its way back against your sex and between your ass as a new thong, your growing breasts being sent into overdrive as your erratic movements stimulated your sensitive nipples. You were overcome with a headrush of pleasure as the flow of fat made your tits stretch the fabric and completely obscure your lower body with the brown jiggling masses while your hair turned dark, the ends burning red with passion as most of it came flowing down the sides of your head and the rest bunched into a bun on the top. Your tits jiggled and bobbled as you lustfully grabbed onto them at their massive E-cup size, your hair bouncing around in your vision as you basked in the feeling of having them, making you squeal as you squished them and felt something gush from your nipples. Was that…?
You wormed your fingers into the cups of your dress, feeling something wet, and brought your fingers out to find something white coating them. Heh heh, seemed like your big milkers were lactating and–! The more you looked, the whiter the liquid seemed to get, and it was spreading! The liquid turned soft as it coated your hands and fingers before completely engulfing up your arms to your biceps as a pair of white gloves that completed your regal look.
Laughing and cocking your hips to one side, you looked down into your brown cleavage and gave your tits another squeeze. Being the best girl really had massive perks, and you were going to be sure you got the most out of them…