Extasia: Delusional Knight - Boxification TF
Tags: Inanimate, Object TF, Caption, Shapechange, Objectification, Squishy
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*The-TF-King did his little twist on these Extasia stories, too. Don't forget to check it out. *It is a little musky Extasia: Delusional Knight - Boxification TF Last Part: Sveta Asana marched through the dirt streets of Tranmere, her legendary presence causing commoners to clear a path. Her red hair cascaded down her back in an elaborate French braid, smaller side braids framing her sharp-featured face with a few scars. "Another insignificant border town," she muttered, yellow eyes scanning the modest buildings with barely concealed disappointment. The Adventure Guild here was pitiful, with a cramped wooden structure and a sagging roof. Inside, the clerk's eyes widened as she slapped her credentials on the counter. "L-Lady Asana? The Flame Sentinel herself? We we we... we're honored!" "Save it. I need certification for this region." Three hours later, she emerged with an A-rank adventurer certification. The practical exam had been laughable, defeating enchanted training dummies that moved with all the speed and coordination of drunk farmers. "No S-rank missions available?" she demanded, scanning the quest board. The clerk shrank back. "N-no, my lady. Nothing above B-rank currently." Sveta's eyes narrowed, flashing momentarily like actual flames. She'd expected some challenge to occupy her during this 'retirement.' Her finger stopped on a posting labeled: 'GOBLIN NEST CLEARANCE - C RANK.' "Goblins," she scoffed. "Those insects were training exercises for squires." "They've been particularly troublesome lately..." "I'll handle it," Sveta interrupted, snatching the notice. "Directions to their nest?" The clerk fumbled with a map. "Eastern forest. Two miles past the old mill." Sveta departed without another word, her lightweight armor gleaming in the afternoon sun. She packed minimally... why bother with supplies for such a trivial mission? At the goblin camp, Sveta unleashed destruction. Her hair ignited into actual flames as she activated her magic, her sword trailing fire with each swing. "Pathetic creatures," she laughed. "This hardly qualifies as exercise!" The camp cleared, Sveta realized nightfall approached. Rather than return to town, she decided to make camp. She'd brought minimal rations, assuming the mission would take mere hours. "No matter. The forest provides." She ventured deeper, discovering bushes laden with plump, purple berries. They looked familiar enough to the forest fruits back home. She gathered handfuls, returning to her campsite. "To easy victories," she toasted the empty forest, popping berries into her mouth. The heat started in her core, which was not uncomfortable at first, like the warming sensation of strong spirits. Then, it intensified rapidly, racing through her limbs until her skin flushed crimson. "What the!" Sveta clawed at her chestplate, fingers suddenly clumsy. She tore off her armor pieces, her clothes, everything feeling constricting against her burning skin. Her vision swam. She collapsed onto the forest floor, panting. A notification appeared in her user interface: [WARNING: TRANSFORMATION EFFECT DETECTED] [CLASSIFICATION: BOXIFICATION - MASTURBATOR TYPE] [PROGRESS: 12% COMPLETE] "No!" Sveta tried to channel her fire magic. Nothing happened. Her mana reserves were draining rapidly, her strength evaporating. "Poison? No, my constitution would..." Memory flashed a lecture from her academy days. Goblins were known for botanical traps, not just crude weapons. She'd been overconfident, treating them like mindless beasts rather than cunning opponents. She struggled to her feet, determination overriding the weakness spreading through her limbs. The town was close enough if she could reach a healer before the transformation progressed... Her legs gave out completely. She toppled forward, noticing with horror that her skin was changing texture, becoming softer, more pliable, and almost rubbery. Cackling laughter erupted nearby. Two goblins emerged from the underbrush, pointed teeth gleaming in malicious grins. "Flame knight not so mighty now," one chittered, poking her with a stick. Sveta reached for Tranmere, but her arm flopped uselessly, strength entirely gone. The second goblin shoved her, and she toppled like a child's doll. "Look! Changing already!" Horror paralyzed her as she watched her legs compress and flatten, the definition of muscle disappearing as they squished together. Her lower body began reshaping into a rectangular base, her legs merging into a single flat surface. "No!" she gasped as the goblins prodded and pushed at her increasingly malleable form. They were shaping her deliberately, folding and compressing her lower body while leaving her breasts intact. Her arms were next, flattening against her torso. One goblin ran a long tongue over her exposed genitals, which remained accessible though now positioned atop her increasingly box-like body. "Unnngh!" The involuntary sound escaped her throat, part moan, part protest. She tried to make it threatening, b
