Transformation Mansion - Latex TF
Tags: Panties TF, Inanimate, Latex, Clothing TF, Flattening, Object TF, Magic, Caption, Panties, Latex TF, Squishy, Witch
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!Transformation Mansion - Latex TF(Collab with Witchy-Sparkle)Here is her Part from Lena's POV:Lena had known Mia si…
(Collab with Witchy-Sparkle) Here is her Part from Lena's POV: Lena had known Mia since they were six years old, two girls on the same block who became inseparable through elementary school, middle school, high school, all the way into the same college where they shared a dorm room that was always messy on Mia's side and spotless on Lena's. They were best friends in the truest sense, but they were also very different people. Lena was careful, cautious, the kind of girl who read every review before buying anything and who always had an exit plan for every situation. Mia was the opposite, curious to a fault, the type who would stick her hand into a dark hole just to see what was inside, the one who dragged them both into trouble while Lena stood behind her, saying I told you so. The one thing Lena hated most about Mia was that whenever things went wrong, Mia had this talent for making it seem like the whole thing was Lena's idea. She did it without thinking, a survival reflex baked into her personality, throwing the blame sideways the moment consequences showed up. Lena hated it, but she loved Mia too much to let it ruin them. One evening, Mia came bursting into their dorm room with that look on her face, the wide-eyed grin that always meant she had found something stupid to drag Lena into. She had heard about a mansion up on the hill, two bus stops from campus, the kind of place that showed up in campus legends every semester. People said a witch lived there. People said students who went inside disappeared. But one girl apparently came back with bigger breasts, which was the detail Mia latched onto like a dog with a bone. "We should go check it out," Mia said, already pulling on her jacket. "Maybe she can give me some upgrades, you know? Like a boob consultation but with magic!" Lena sighed so hard it fogged up her glasses. "That is the dumbest thing you have ever said, which is impressive because you say dumb things constantly. It is just rumors, Mia. Campus bullshit that freshmen make up to scare each other." "Then there is nothing to be scared of, right? Come oooon." Somehow, like always, the rascal won. They took the bus in the fading afternoon light, got off at the second stop, walked up a dirt path through overgrown trees until the mansion appeared above them like something out of a horror movie. The atmosphere shifted the moment they crossed the property line, the air getting heavier, the sounds of the city fading, the light dimming even though the sun was still above the horizon. The mansion was enormous, dark stone walls covered in ivy, tall windows that reflected nothinh and a front door that stood slightly open like it was expecting them. "This is a terrible idea," Lena whispered. Mia was already walking inside. The entrance hall was grand in a dusty, forgotten way, with a chandelier that had not been cleaned in decades hanging above a cracked marble floor. They walked deeper into the house, their footsteps echoing, until they reached a large room with high ceilings and faded wallpaper peeling off the walls. The door behind them swung shut. SLAM Lena spun around, grabbed the handle, and pulled. But it was locked. "Mia, the door is LOCKED, we need to..." "Welcome, darlings." The voice came from the far end of the room, where a second door had opened silently. A woman stepped through, tall, pale, wearing a flowing dark dress that moved like smoke around her body. She was beautiful in a way that made you uncomfortable, sharp features, dark eyes that seemed to know things about you that you did not know yourself, lips curved in a smile that was warm on the surface with something hungry underneath. Her hair was silver, falling in a straight curtain to her waist. 'Two more. How delightful.' She walked toward them slowly, heels clicking on marble. "What beautiful girls wandering into such a scary place," she said, her voice smooth as honey poured over velvet. "Whatever brought you here?" Lena opened her mouth immediately. "It was HER idea." She pointed at Mia without hesitation. "She heard you could make her boobs bigger. I told her it was stupid. I did not want to come here, she dragged me." Mia's jaw dropped. "Lena! What the hell, you agreed to come!" "I agreed because you would not shut up about it!" The witch raised one elegant finger and pressed it gently against Lena's lips, silencing her. "Oh, I see. You traded your friend's wishes for your own safety. How familiar." Her dark eyes slid to Mia with something like pity. "The last girl who wanted bigger breasts traded her boyfriend for them. At least she offered something of her own." She looked back at Lena. "You are offering your friend." Lena tried to step back, but her feet would not move. They were stuck to the marble as if the floor had turned to glue. "That is not what I... I did not mean..." "You threw her under the bus, dear. Very clearly and quickly." The witch's smile widened, showing teeth that were a little too white. "I respect the hon
