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inanimate tf, doll tf, asfr, head swap “Heather, I think you’re going to enjoy what I’ve brought,” Anna said. Anna and Brittney were at Heather’s apartment. Anna’s backlog of favors owed to Heather had gotten pretty big and Anna wanted to clear some of her debt so that Heather would continue to be a ready and willing test-subject for any work-related transformations. Brittney tagged along because Heather’s TV was bigger than the one at Brittney and Anna’s place and Brittney had a few shows to catch up on. Anna and Heather were in the kitchen discussing the plans for Heather’s weekend. “…And I know that you prefer the older TF systems, so I went for the slow transformation. You’ll get to feel every step as it happens,” Anna said. “Thank you, Anna! You know me so well. Do you want to transform with me?” Heather asked, “Brittney could take care of both of us for the weekend.” “Tempting,” Anna said, “If you turn out looking really cute, I might have Brittney do the same to me.” Anna

attribute theft, inanimate tf, body part tf, breast expansion, mind alteration/reality alteration Brittney walked into the apartment to see an unusual sight: Anna standing idly in the living room before 5PM. “Did the office burn down? You’re usually never home before me,” Brittney said while taking off her shoes. “My superiors like the Property Swapper, but I won’t be done with it for a while. They want something marketable and simple that they can start mass-producing immediately,” Anna said. “Cool story! You didn’t answer my question, though. Why are you home early?” Brittney asked, shoeless. “I need a willing participant who likes using magitech, but who isn’t familiar with this device I made earlier today,” Anna said, brandishing what looked like a small, metallic alien ray gun. “I can’t spend tonight immobilized or absorbed or otherwise out of commission, Anna. I have a date,” Brittney said with a sigh. “Oh, that should be fine! I wasn’t going to use this on you. I want you

attribute theft, shrinking, breast expansion, body part swap, reality alteration, sort of inanimate tf, head swap Kiyo quietly shut the door behind her as she entered the testing lab late on a Saturday. Kiyo was very short, standing in at 4’9”. To help ensure people treated her seriously, Kiyo was one of the few employees to wear business-formal attire every day: High heels, blouse, jacket, and rather tight dress pants that showed off her greatest asset. The only formality Kiyo forgave herself on weekends was that her long black hair was let down instead of up in a bun, since it was unlikely for a stray CEO to walk in on a Saturday. Kiyo saw Anna propped up on one of the desks with a tablet in front of her. Not feeling the need to talk to her mindless coworker, Kiyo began setting up at another desk. Kiyo had a long weekend ahead of her if she was going to meet her deadlines. Once Kiyo had her laptop and ray-gun set up, she took a peek at Anna. Despite being one of the best scientists

attribute theft, inanimate tf, shattering (not really my thing, but it fit and I promise it’s not squicky (sorry if you like squicky shattering)) Anna hung up her phone call with Heather and sighed. Brittney had made it very clear that she wasn’t happy with all of the “work” Anna was making her do. Making it up to Brittney later would probably be exhausting. Maybe she could swap Brittney’s desire for revenge into a goldfish. Or she could swap Brittney’s desire for revenge into herself. Wanting revenge against herself would certainly be a new experience… Merging magic with technology was such a complicated art that Anna was very surprised at how well the property swapper was working. The technology provided a simple interface, but the magic in the circuits did tons of heavy lifting. A mere thought about a property would bring it up to be highlighted and swapped between two targets. Not wanting to get back to work so quickly, Anna selected the mug on her desk and herself as targets.

attribute theft, sort of inanimate tf, head swap, sort of mannequin tf, mind alteration/reality alteration The door to Brittney and Anna’s apartment clicked open and a tall woman stepped through. She was wearing a blue-and-white-striped tank top that showed her midriff, high waisted denim shorts, and had her long, blonde hair in a ponytail. Despite her tallness, she still had some curves to her. "Hi, Brittney, I hope you don’t mind that I let myself in," the woman waved to Brittney on the couch as she entered the apartment. Brittney did not respond. Brittney couldn’t speak, so it made sense. The new music box on the coffee table, however, yelled out at the top of its tiny lungs. "Heather! Help! Anna used one of her toys from work and swapped me with the ballerina in this music box!" came the cry from the music box. Heather ignored the music box and sat down on the couch next to Brittney. "You have part of your mannequin out on the coffee table. Is this going to be a permanent