DELICIOUS TREAT - Marshmallow TF
Tags: Panties TF, Inanimate, Melting, Object TF, Magic, Caption, Panties, Objectification, Squishy, Food TF, Goo TF
DescriptionIf you want to make a suggestion or have an unique idea? Join the Discord Server. Maybe there is a giveaway so don't miss it! Psss the uncensored versions are there as well!DELICIOUS TREAT - Marshmallow TF(Commission cap for Jennifer Melonowsk)Jennifer Melonowsk finished her final paperw…
(Commission cap for Jennifer Melonowsk) Jennifer Melonowsk finished her final paperwork for the week. The Eco-Nutrient Recycling Facility stood nearly empty now, Thursday evening's skeleton crew already punched out. Jennifer ran her fingers through her red hair, her full figure shifting beneath her practical office attire. "Finally alone," she whispered, heart hammering against her ribs. Jennifer's curves had always drawn attention. She was not skinny, not fat, but lusciously proportioned in a way that made both men and women glance twice. Her lab coat couldn't hide the swell of her hips or the generous bounce of her chest when she walked through the facility's sterile corridors. She locked her office door and picked up the small container housing Mimi, her pet slime mold. It was a blob of vibrant orange protoplasm that wiggled excitedly. "Ready for an adventure, girl?" Jennifer cooed, placing the container in her pocket. The recycling plant's massive machinery dominated the production floor. Towering metal behemoths that transformed waste into consumable food products. The public knew these machines converted biodegradable waste into nutrient-dense foods. What they didn't know is what only high-clearance employees like Jennifer had discovered. The machines had the capacity to transform living tissue while preserving consciousness. 'I've dreamed about this for so long,' Jennifer thought, approaching the central control panel. 'Being consumed... feeling mouths... tongues...' Her thighs pressed together at the thought, dampness gathering between them. The fantasy had consumed her for months. The idea of becoming food, being eaten, experiencing dissolution while maintaining awareness. Her research confirmed it was possible. The nanomachinery preserved neural patterns even as physical form changed. Jennifer accessed the conversion controls, fingers flying across the touchscreen. She selected parameters: consistency, flavor profile, texture, appearance. The final selection made her pause, finger hovering over the option: 'MARSHMALLOW.' "Perfect," she whispered, confirming her choice. The chamber door slid open with a pneumatic hiss. Jennifer stepped inside, heart thundering. The plan was elegant in its simplicity: transform, attend the charity gala as a dessert, experience being consumed, then gather her scattered consciousness back at the facility to reconstitute her human form. She removed her clothes, folding each piece with trembling hands. Naked now, she admired her body one last time in the reflective chamber surface. Full breasts tipped with rosy nipples, generous hips, strong thighs, all would soon be transmuted into sweet, pillowy softness. Jennifer pressed the activation button and stepped to the center of the chamber. A warm tingling sensation began at her feet, spreading upward like honey flowing over her skin. "Ohhhhh," she gasped as the transformation began. Her toes lost definition first, merging into a soft, white mass. The change climbed her legs, turning firm flesh into something impossibly light and yielding. Jennifer watched, fascinated and aroused, as her thighs became perfectly smooth, plump cylinders of white sweetness. 'It feels so gooooood,' her mind hummed as the transformation reached her hips and belly. Her pussy disappeared into uniform whiteness, but the pleasure centers of her brain fired wildly as her pelvis transformed. Every nerve ending sang with sensations unlike anything human flesh could experience. It was a constant, pulsing sweetness that made her consciousness flutter. Jennifer lifted her arms, watching fingers dissolve into rounded nubs, then merge completely into soft, puffy limbs. Her breasts flattened and joined the general marshmallow topology of her torso, their sensitivity spreading throughout her new form rather than remaining concentrated in those specific points. The change reached her neck, jaw, and finally her head. Her mouth remained as a subtle indentation, her eyes becoming simple dark dots. Her human consciousness expanded to fill her marshmallow body completely, every sugar crystal hosting a fragment of her awareness. When the transformation completed, Jennifer stood motionless for several seconds, adjusting to her new existence. She experimentally flexed what had been her legs and found she could still move, though differently. Each motion produced a gentle squeak of sugar crystals rubbing against each other. 'I can move!' she thought excitedly, taking an experimental hop toward the chamber door, which had opened automatically. Jennifer bounced rather than walked, each movement sending pleasant shivers through her marshmallow form. She made her way to the break room, where she'd left Mimi's container. The slime mold wiggled excitedly at her approach. The new texture of her body thrilled Jennifer. Where once she had skin, muscle, and bone, now she possessed a uniform sponginess that transmitted sensations differently. Pressure against any part of her mars
