Permanent Loser - Swimsuit TF
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DescriptionIf you want to make a suggestion or have an unique idea join the Discord ServerPermanent Loser - Swimsuit TFThe hot afternoon sun beat down on Shirahama Beach, where hundreds gathered for Japan's most controversial game show, "Win Or Transform." Sakura Tanaka stood among the crowd, her 1…
The hot afternoon sun beat down on Shirahama Beach, where hundreds gathered for Japan's most controversial game show, "Win Or Transform." Sakura Tanaka stood among the crowd, her 19-year-old frame drawing appreciative glances in her navy blue bikini. Her long black hair fell in silken waves past her shoulders, and her grayish eyes were sharp with intellectual superiority behind fashionable glasses. "Such a mindless spectacle," she muttered, watching the garish stage setup. Her D-cup breasts bounced slightly with each contemptuous huff. "But 50 million yen just for answering questions? Even a trained monkey could win this show." The production assistant had approached her earlier that morning: "We noticed you criticizing our show with your comments. Care to prove how easy it is?" "Gladly. Your questions are pathetically simple." "Then sign here..." Now Sakura stood waiting, adjusting her bikini straps. The crowd roared when famous host Kenji Yamamoto strutted out in his signature golden suit, his bleached hair gleaming. "WELCOME TO WIN OR TRANSFORM! Where beauty meets brains... but losers become something special!" The first questions were exactly what Sakura expected: "Capital of Angola?" "Luanda." "Chemical symbol for Tungsten?" "W, from Wolfram." "Author of The Pillow Book?" "Sei Shonagon." By question 13, she was practically dozing. The host's plastic fake smile had grown noticeably strained. The producers whispered urgently behind the cameras. "For round 14... question or challenge?" Sakura smirked. "Question, obviously. Though I must say, the difficulty level is disappointing." "Very well..." The host's grin turned predatory. "Name Japan's top 5 selling adult video actresses from 1995-2000, in order of total sales volume, including their most successful titles." The color drained from Sakura's face. "That's... that's not academic knowledge! That's just..." PFFSST! A sweet-smelling blue mist engulfed her before she could finish protesting. "Unngh!" The sensation hit like an electric shock - a deep, penetrating tingle that made her nipples instantly harden into painful points. "What... what are you doing to me?!" "Looks like our genius bookworm is about to get a lesson in humility!" Kenji laughed as the crowd cheered. "No... stop this!" Wetness seeped through Sakura's bikini bottom involuntarily. Her skin began turning a brilliant cobalt blue. "This isn't... unngh... possible!" The transformation crept up her legs like liquid silk. Her toes fused together, becoming stretchy fabric. Bones melted into flexible support structures. Muscles unraveled into interweaving threads. "Time for the know-it-all to become something useful!" Someone shouted from the audience. "Please... I can't..." Her voice came out muffled through a throat, rapidly becoming elastic. Sakura watched in horror as her hands flattened into mere noodles of fabric. Her breasts dissolved into molded cups while her ass and hips became reinforced sections of swimwear. "Mmmph!" Her last human sound emerged more textile than vocal. Her eyes widened in their final moments before becoming decorative shapes that blended away. She collapsed onto the sand, now just a simple blue competition swimsuit. The cameras zoomed in. Sakura could still see, still feel - but couldn't move or speak at all. Rage and humiliation burned through her fabric being. "And here's our next contestant!" Miko bounced on to the stage, her tiny pink bikini barely containing her energetic movements. The petite brunette had sparkling green eyes and a bubbly personality. "Hiiii everyone! Unlike Miss Smartypants here, I know what people really want! I will win for sure. Sadly, there are only six challenges to go until the grand price! Because the missy did the most job for me!" "Your first challenge," Kenji announced, "Strip naked and put on your opponent!" "Easyyyy!" Miko giggled, unhooking her bikini top. Her small breasts bounced free. She shimmed out of her bottoms, giving the crowd a playful wiggle. Sakura felt herself being lifted, stretched, pulled over Miko's nude body. The sensation was overwhelming - every inch of the girl's warm skin pressing against what used to be her own flesh. "Mmmm, she's so tight!" Miko purred, running hands over her now swimsuit-clad body. "The virgin makes good clothing!" "Challenge Two!" Kenji called out. "The Oil Pit!" Miko jumped into a shallow pool of massage oil, making Sakura's fabric form absorb the slick liquid. "Look how she stretches!" Miko laughed, doing provocative poses. "Time for the Oil Challenge!" Kenji announced, gesturing to a shallow pool of glistening massage oil. SPLASH! Miko dove right in, making Sakura's fabric form shudder as the warm liquid began seeping through her threads. "Ooooh, getting nice and slippery!" 'Nnnnghhff...' Sakura could only make soft fabric sounds as her transformed body absorbed more and more oil. Every pore that used to be part of her human skin now greedily sucked in the slick substance. SQUEALCH! SQ
