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I'm just here to play around ;3
- She/Her
NSFW (18+ only) /40yo/An exceptionally busty little rust haired rabbit who winds up being smeared on the highway every once in a while. You can call me Reba or Roadkill, whichever you prefer <3
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in reply to @N1-LesGarden's post:
Unf... >///< Anchored to a specific person's needs and having your entire self transported into whatever the subject of that need is at any given time~ Yeah... that's actually a REAAALLY nice thought. ...I bet it would even work on the food she prepares ;) Suddenly you're warm chicken fettuccine Alfredo on a fork being lifted to her soft lips and shoved inside to be eaten~ She's had a rough day and really needs to de-stress and decides to get her rocks off for that purpose... suddenly you're a vibrator in her hand. That one's exciting ;) Or maybe she's at the gym and she uses different workout machines, you becoming each one in turn as her sweat drips and is wiped upon you~ Honestly I could go on... this IS a really pleasant idea :3
I wasn’t initially thinking of food TF, strictly objects or clothing, but the other things sound fun! The question may come up, “when does she turn you back?”
To which I reply… whenever she needs a 5’11”, egyptian mau cat woman-
Ahh I gotcha. 👍
When she needs a 5'11", Egyptian mau cat woman? Silly kitty, You'd turn back almost immediately If that were the case ;) That's something that's on the bottom layer of Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs Pyramid. :3c I guess you mean when she needs that sweet mau cat and not anything else at the same time? Seems like from the way you're describing it, you can only be one thing at a time. But yeah, this was a really pleasant idea~
I was imagining it as one thing at a time! But there are definitely many ways to interpret it!
Glad you like the idea~!
Oh my goodness.... I'm imagining she takes a pottery class and has to work with clay regularly >///<
Good thing she has you, serving that need each and every time :3
Trust me as her bra/vibrator/socks/other clothing and objects of varying levels of comfort and intimacy,
You looked great as that vase for her flowers those couple of months they lasted :3
Aww ^///^ I'll be a good vase, and anything else she eventually desires to craft out of clay with her hands~ And I'll enjoy getting to witness you being in alll sorts of different intimate situations with her. I'll be quietly giggling as she slips on that thong... applies that lipstick... holds that fluffy pillow tight to her chest~ <3
Really you’re… well lucky in your own way, but we’re both lucky: you spend your days being kneaded, flattened, shaped, and all manner of treatments performed upon clay~
Watching while our mutual owner arrives home, her newly-sculpted you-pot in tow, sets you aside… and strips off her me-thong, eager to relieve stress as I take a new, far more internally dwelling form 💦
Hehehe! >///< Oh yes, don't be mistaken, I was thinking of myself as QUITE lucky as well ;) And of course I'd be watching that more internally dwelling form with glee as it's put to use~ I love seeing friends enjoy themselves after all. Knowing that even if they're outwardly silent as they experience something they deeply enjoy... Inside their mind is shouting their love and passion for it as loud as a mind can~ 💦
It’s a fun dynamic we have… you’re the clay she sculpts with, practices pottery with, on a near-daily basis, getting quite the hands-on experience with our owner~
And I’m everything else… from her toothpick at dinner, to her bathrobe after a soak, to the intimate toy you see not once, not twice, but multiple times… once with a suspicious few days after insertion, before you see me in a new form - guess she just really needed me in her 💦
Ooooh~ A suspicious few days? >///< I wouldn't change the dynamic for anything because it's quite something... that said, it would be nice for the two of us to have an opportunity to speak sometime after that so I could grill you on the details of what THAT felt like~ 🥴💦💦
Damn... this is a super fun situation you've dreamed up. Kudos <3
You’d get quite the flustered response, inquiring about those few days of disappearance, on any one day in which we’re close enough to - if not completely - normal to communicate…
…in which you’d learn that, halfway through, our owner stopped caring if I was inanimate or not - just that I fit, felt good, and wouldn’t leave for a couple more days
And so those last days within were spent as a feline, if only a mere few inches tall - coming to an end only because she wanted round three with her favorite toy, and I was poofed out long enough to go back in—
Which hole, you may ask?
The answer is, if it’s below the waist… 💦
Heeheehee! Ahhh, that's so good~ And I hear you and feel the same about the sentiment of, "if it's below the waist" >///< 🫠💦
There’s more than one hole to shove a cat… especially when said cat has spent the past few weeks as a perfectly-sized sex toy of varying levels of plugging, vibrating, and just plain penetrating 💦
Mmf~ Don't I know it ;) It's nice having a couple of holes to call home and, if you consider type and size and length, a massive assortment of forms to become~ A loooong string of bulbous beads? Painstakingly fed inside until they're hugged tightly within warm wet flesh for a time... and then when she can't resist any more? POP POP POP POP POP POP Etc... All while she gasps and grunts, letting the beads know that they're doing a VERY good job ;)
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