The_Hugging_Slimecathuman
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5/21/2025, 5:29:34 PM
No.11292687
>I wish I was some kinda cute shortstack futa
Granted! Sometime in the future, you will wake up one day in the body of a cute shortstack futa. Now, that usually doesn't happen, and authorities were kinda a bitch about it, but you set your mind to it and commanded them to action; after all, all the biometric data they had of you stayed the same(except your height, but people grow, why can't they shrink as well?!), so ultimately it was recorded like a transition. It was a lot more problematic to explain to your immediate surroundings. Oh, maybe they were suspecting or "always knew" that you were "trans", but how do you explain to them that you didn't visit a doctor or so, but just made a wish online and randomly got it fulfilled? Even scientists dropped by, admiring your rack and your sword, and noting that if they didn't know any better, they'd have assumed you just were naturally born with them.
In the end, some people were more of a nuisance than you expected (as much as you could have expected this wish to come true), and some people you just don't talk to anymore. You had to leave your job. Some other people liked your new appearance. Actually, a lot of people did. A lot of things happened, and you now work as a construction manager. There was something compelling about a short person with a large bust cheerleading/managing large burly men that kept drawing people in.
No one of the strangers actually knew you were futa; they all assumed you were a woman. Your voice was adrygenous, though you liked to keep it slightly more girly, your hair extended to your shoulder (any longer and they weigh too much), and your breasts boobed around very prominently to the point it was hard for even women to stay focused on your face. Most people had to look down to look at you, and would see three ovals: Your face, and your two breasts. Stomping on the ground doesn't make them focus back on you, it just makes you look cute.
Granted! Sometime in the future, you will wake up one day in the body of a cute shortstack futa. Now, that usually doesn't happen, and authorities were kinda a bitch about it, but you set your mind to it and commanded them to action; after all, all the biometric data they had of you stayed the same(except your height, but people grow, why can't they shrink as well?!), so ultimately it was recorded like a transition. It was a lot more problematic to explain to your immediate surroundings. Oh, maybe they were suspecting or "always knew" that you were "trans", but how do you explain to them that you didn't visit a doctor or so, but just made a wish online and randomly got it fulfilled? Even scientists dropped by, admiring your rack and your sword, and noting that if they didn't know any better, they'd have assumed you just were naturally born with them.
In the end, some people were more of a nuisance than you expected (as much as you could have expected this wish to come true), and some people you just don't talk to anymore. You had to leave your job. Some other people liked your new appearance. Actually, a lot of people did. A lot of things happened, and you now work as a construction manager. There was something compelling about a short person with a large bust cheerleading/managing large burly men that kept drawing people in.
No one of the strangers actually knew you were futa; they all assumed you were a woman. Your voice was adrygenous, though you liked to keep it slightly more girly, your hair extended to your shoulder (any longer and they weigh too much), and your breasts boobed around very prominently to the point it was hard for even women to stay focused on your face. Most people had to look down to look at you, and would see three ovals: Your face, and your two breasts. Stomping on the ground doesn't make them focus back on you, it just makes you look cute.