A routine trip to the grocery store turns into a lifetime of hardening and ripening leading to an inevitable fate in a future salad!  Art by - @crayawn.bsky.social #transformation #TFTuesday #TFEveryday

Over the course of the week, this male bear came in and practically flattened my couch. I remember wanting him gone, but after all my changes, I can't help but want to get as close as I can to such a lovely hunk. Art by - @heavydoodles.bsky.social #transformation #fatfurs #TFEverday #TFTG

I walked into the wrong room, unable to remove that hose that sneakily jammed itself into me. Yet twenty minutes and a few thousand pounds of air later, it turned out to be the right room all along. Art by - @miltonholmes.art #transformation #inflation #TFEveryday

The day he discovered any arousal down south would bring out a mischievous husky to take control and make him its cock was a curse. By the next month, it was a blessing. I have no reservations saying that this wonderful idea was very much inspired by Shawoo's 3D work! Art by an Anonymous friend!

Once the changes progressed was when I read what I signed. Egglaying, all the time, everywhere I could. Mandatory unpaid overtime. Remote work. Even working while asleep if I could. They tried to help me transition, but in their own way.  Art - @chunkowitz.bsky.social #transformation #tftg #mtf

It turns out that guy I met last night may have been a... very giant bear in disguise. Now he's moving in, just as my entire body moves out in all directions. It's not like we need clothes anyhow at this point! Art by - @heavydoodles.bsky.social !! #transformation #TFEveryday #fatfurs

To think that this was released over a year ago! I'm finally happy to bring this to you all now. (-O:  Thought I'd just upload this again as a fun little haha.

A bear knows all its responsibilities, and this sow is no less eager than another. Years have passed, but the experience is the same, and the colors are brighter, and the brain relaxes. Goodbye to the old world, and hello to the next. For the bear, life is good, even if all come and go eventually.

Pregnancy can be a fun journey, but when it all happens so quickly, the terrifying end shows much faster than anyone might want. The bear feels pain, but knows what comes after will make it all worth it.

And thus the male proves his worth to the female. There is still euphoria even in the wrangle, and it seems that a few human thoughts invade the bear's mind. Yet, she is still, allowing all to flow inside, and it appears that months of gestation are happening in seconds.

The two bears are now conjoined, the sex a primal affair of roars and thrusts. The human brain knows the concept of being a whore, but the brain of a sow only wants what is best for her cubs.

The human brain was simply running on autopilot. It struggled to understand why it was dumping mathematics to learn the musk of animals throughout the woods. And as the brain itself transforms, so does its reason for existing. Bears, do not, think. Just be bred.

All that's left is to breach. To push into her, to split in order to make her whole. Her teats hang and wobble as her cunt is penetrated by something it stretches widely to contain. It's happening, it's *finally* happening.

Of course her new mate responds, his own rut commanding him to engage with what a female has openly given him access to. In the former human's mind, the visions of before were more than that now, they were a telling of the future, of her destiny. This was what she was born to be.

The heat is here. The balls are gone, and the womb is created. Pleasure takes a backseat to biological need, and she needs a wash-down... *now.*

With bear semen in his mouth, and the bear holding his own in his muzzle, the two exchange fluids in an act of romanticism. The hiker's cock recedes, having emptied as much as it could, awaiting to be filled instead. However, the two hug, taking a second to breathe.

The sucks don't stop coming, and neither does the man's cock, even if it feels a bit more... dormant. The cum gushes out but nothing seems to replace it. Yet, the pleasure is too much to care as the man's vocal cords shift.

The man's service is repaid tenfold. He can't believe how lucky he is. To think this could've been possible at all times... to be dominated in such a fashion. If this was always inside of him, was he ever truly human to begin with?

After an ample service, it's time for the bear to repay the favor, with a few... renovations in mind. The sharp claws touch and the human freezes. Be a good girl, and stay still.

Slurp after slurp, guzzle after guzzle, the human provides and the bear gives. Hiking is no longer a want in the man's mind. He wants to be mounted. He wants to be fucked. He wants to obey.

The breasts show and the milk follows. It leaks, wasted, to feed the ground when rain or their cum would've done enough. Hopefully that'll be fixed soon as he drains the bear of his cock can give.

It's working... his tongue... his muzzle, it's making the bear leak all those fluids into him. And soon enough, the first orgasm, one of many, one that will leave spots all throughout his mouth for weeks to come.

His lips slowly open, yearning for the vibrations of bear cock slapping against his inner cheeks. The man may not know what to do immediately, but all he has to do is listen to his body and let it all happen.

The veins pop as his cock throbs, his pants lowering as sweat cakes into his hair as his new bear muzzles explodes his senses. It's over a hundred times more potent, and it literally breeds his imagination to want more, to potentially take on a role the man thought impossible: a female in heat.

His muzzle grew as so did his excitement. The bear became something else to him. An animal yes, a threat... maybe, but an object of desire? Absolutely. He secretly wanted to explore everything, but a human part remained, screaming for resistance.

There was a feeling as he licked the bear's paw, a need to... have a bigger brush, to do a more efficient job. It was a wish, a need, something that *had* to happen. As the man grinded his tongue through the cracks, licking things he cared to not think about, his body obliged by giving him more.

The taste, the experience, it's all so tantalizing. Saliva builds up in his mouth, his heart racing for more. It was sick, it was depraved, but it made his crotch tingle inside.  Until the fat paw smacked his face. Then his cock twitched.

The bear's actions were none like he expected. Here in the man's mind he thought he'd be eaten alive, but instead is given the full suite of the animal's body; from its tongue, to its pits, and more...

The bear charges, the man too afraid to do anything but stumble. His back hits the ground as feral drool seeps all over his face, the sensual touch of the bear's muzzle alarming but the sirens truly go off once those balls cover his head.

A walk alone at night was already risky, but one a nearby forest is pretty much asking for the local werebears to breed you. I didn't know they existed before... but me and my cunt sure as hell do now! Art by @doctorsoul.bsky.social ! #transformation #tftg #TFTuesday #TFEveryday