Blurry At Best (Inanimate Polaroid TF)
Tags: Inanimate, Transformation fetish, Witch
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Pretty cute polaroids hanging around Monthly Request by Superfan / Legend Role Woman to Inanimate Polaroid TF ---------------------------------------------------------------- If you liked this Story, feel free to join my Community Discord! https://discord.gg/zbAmwXgz8d ---------------------------------------------------------------- Text: Hailey and her friend had been drinking a lot tonight, when her friend suddenly felt something was wrong. She looked at Hailey with a frown, she had a special talent that let her know when someone was about to walk straight into disaster. Tonight it was a car crash... and Hailey was going to be in the driver's seat. "Everything okay, Maisie?" she asked, seeing the worried expression on her friend's face. But instead of answering, Maisie got up and walked to a little cabinet. "Nothing, just had an idea how to make the evening unforgettable." she said with a fake smile. She grabbed the old Polaroid camera she found in her grandma's attic when she was a little girl. There was no time to argue or explain it to Hailey, the only way to save her was to intervene. She lifted the camera up and smiled. "Hey Hailey, make a silly pose!" she told her friend. She tilted her head, hair falling over one shoulder and smiled. The flash went off and the camera whirred to life and spat out a white square that slowly filled with color. Hailey was gone instantly. Everything froze for Hailey, she could still feel everything going on around her, but she was now facing up towards the ceiling. But she could not move at all, she was stuck. She was flattened down, turned into a simple polaroid picture that was still developing, giving her more and more senses back the more time passed. Suddenly she felt herself moving rapidly, then facing the now giant Maisie. "Umm, Hailey... I'm sorry. I know you can hear me." she said, holding her up to her face. "I will explain it to you in a bit, but first we should get you to a safe spot." Maisie told her. She walked over to her bed and hung what was left of her friend up in the empty spot among the other polaroids above her bed. Hailey felt the gentle touch of Maisie's fingertips against her flat chest and stomach. "You look cute like this, Hailey." she said with a smile. She hung there, staring into the room she was just sitting moments ago. "I will be back soon, don't worry!" Maisie said, waving to her. Days blurred and the memory of Hailey slowly started to fade, to the world she never existed and even she started to forget that she was ever anything else than a simple polaroid of a cute girl. She watched the days pass by through the window, her friend Maisie still gone. She wondered if the polaroids around her are also of cute girls and if they look prettier than her... but from her flat perspective, she was not able to see them at all. Finally Maisie returned and came up to her. "I'm baaaaack! I'm soooo sorry, Hailey!" she said, out of breath. But no matter how hard she concentrated, she could barely remember the girl in front of her. "You must have been bored to death! Well, umm... speaking of that, you should be okay for now. That grim fate has been avoided... but we should make extra sure and let this week pass by, okay?" she said, running a finger over Hailey's glossy flat face before getting ready for sleep. Maisie carried on like normal, talking with the polaroid girls daily, even taking one down and turning them back. Hailey did not understand anything about that anymore, she simply wanted to get looked at and be pretty the more days went by. The friend kept people as pictures for a week, sometimes a month, until the feeling of disaster finally faded. Then the polaroid would simply flutter down to the ground on its own, telling her that it is time to change them back. A week passed... a month and Maisie was getting a bit worried, she would talk to Hailey... but it made no sense to her anymore, but she liked the way she always smiled at her. But just as she was eager to stare at her favorite spot again, Maisie took her down from the little peg and pointed that weird camera at her again. "Welcome back, Hailey." her friend said, but all Hailey wanted to do was to go back on the wall.
