Homemade Chocolate - Chocolate TF
Tags: Inanimate, Valentine's, Statue TF, Melting, Object TF, ASFR, Caption, Objectification, Petrification, Food TF, Goo TF, Chocolate 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!Homemade Chocolate - Chocolate TF"Oh dear oh dear oh DEAR!" Maisy scrambled through her tiny dormitory apartment, s…
"Oh dear oh dear oh DEAR!" Maisy scrambled through her tiny dormitory apartment, stubbing her toe on the bedframe, knocking over a stack of spellbooks, completely naked and completely panicking. It was Valentine's Day and she had FORGOTTEN. The Nurusia Royal Academy of Magical Arts was the most prestigious institution in the kingdom, and Maisy was quite possibly its worst student. She passed exams by the thinnest margins. She botched potions regularly. She had once accidentally turned her professor's hair into live snakes during a simple color-changing demonstration. But none of that mattered right now because HE existed. Callum Ashworth is a third-year Transmutation major. Tall and lean with dark curly hair that fell across his forehead in the most perfect way. He sat three rows ahead of her in Theoretical Thaumaturgy and sometimes, SOMETIMES, he turned around and their eyes met for a fraction of a second. 'That was basically a marriage proposal, right?' She needed to make him chocolate. Homemade chocolate. The kind that said "I definitely didn't panic-make this at six in the morning while naked." Maisy skidded into the kitchen and yanked open cabinets. Cocoa powder? Half a container. Sugar? Barely any. Butter? Gone. Cream? Expired three weeks ago. 'This is fine. I'm a magic student. I can FIX this.' She dumped what she had into a mixing bowl, her soft chubby body jiggling as she frantically measured and stirred. Brown hair stuck to her sweaty forehead. Her breasts swayed with every movement, nipples stiff from the morning chill. There was only one option and it was conjuration. Maisy grabbed her grimoire from the counter and flipped to the transmutation section. She had barely passed this class, but desperate times called for desperate measures. "Okay, okay, okay... materialize missing components. Simple. I can do this." She raised her hand, channeling mana, and spoke the incantation. The spell shot from her fingertips. It hit the shiny metal mixing bowl. It reflected directly back into her chest. "Oh no." The sensation began immediately. Warmth spread from the impact point, radiating outward through her body like honey being poured into her veins. Her skin prickled, then tingled, then went completely strange. 'What's happening, what's happening, what's...' She looked down at her hands. They were brown. Not tan, not tanned, they were BROWN. The rich, glossy brown of dark chocolate. Her fingers had lost their pink undertones entirely, replaced by smooth cocoa-colored surface that gleamed under the kitchen lights. "No no no no..." The transformation crawled up her arms. She could FEEL it, could feel her flesh changing texture from within. Her muscles lost their elasticity becoming denser, smoother. Her veins disappeared. Her pores sealed over. Where there had been living skin, there was now only chocolate. 'I'm turning into... I'm becoming... oh DEAR!' Her feet went next. She tried to run, but her toes had fused together, solidifying into smooth brown blocks. Her ankles locked. Her calves hardened. She could feel her leg muscles converting, becoming rich cocoa butter and sugar crystals. 'I can't move. I CAN'T MOVE!' Maisy stood frozen in the middle of the kitchen, her body transforming inch by inch into solid chocolate. Her thighs thickened and solidified, the soft flesh she had always been self-conscious about becoming dense and sweet. Her wide hips locked into position. Her chubby belly firmed up into a smooth brown surface. She tried to scream, but her jaw was stiffening. Her lips sealed together, becoming glossy pink-brown. Her tongue became a slab of white chocolate, thick and immobile in her mouth. Only her eyes could move. Wide and terrified, darting around the kitchen, watching the morning sunlight creep across the floor toward her. 'Josie! Josie will wake up. She'll help me. She always helps me.' The transformation finished. Maisy stood as a perfect chocolate statue, every curve and roll of her plump body preserved in confection. Her breasts were now two large mounds of dark chocolate, nipples rendered as raised bumps of slightly darker cocoa. Her pussy had become a smooth indentation between her chocolate thighs. She could not move. Could not speak. Could only watch and feel as time passed. The sun rose higher. The apartment warmed. 'Oh no...' She felt it first in her toes. A softening and loosening. The chocolate that had replaced her flesh was beginning to respond to the heat, losing its structure, becoming pliable. Drip A droplet of brown fell from her right foot and splattered on the tile floor. Drip Drip More followed. Her toes were liquefying, melting into a puddle of warm chocolate that spread slowly across the floor. 'I'm MELTING! Josie! JOSIE PLEASE WAKE UP!' The sensation was indescribable. Parts of her body that had been solid were now flowing away. She could feel her calves thinning as chocolate ran down toward her vanishing feet. Her ankles gave out entirely, becoming rivers of brown
