Deep in the depths of a moggy dungeon, young adventurer Mindy Morris stumbled upon what appeared to be a treasure chest. It's gold ridges and brown wood seemed to in an almost perfect condition, standing out from the mossy green brick walls and floor. It stood out so much from the dank environment and rusted décor she passed by as she journeyed into this place; it just screamed to be interacted with, to be opened.
Sheathing her sword and shield, she stood before the magnificent chest. The camera panned from beside the chest around to be her backside as she carefully opened it up, taking in the majesty of its wonderful contents. Having lifted its lid all the way open, she brought her arms down, cradling the item gently in her hands as she lifted it up. The camera now looking down at her from an angle, she spun around and lifted her reward high into the air!
She found a-
Before the item was shown, a vast tongue slurmped between her legs and pulled her backwards into the chest, her face a twisted expression of confusion and shock. Before she could further react, the chest's lid clamped down.
Struggled sounds of punches and pushes morphed into stock fleshy sound effects as body horror took place inside the chest, its form bouncing around slightly as if a cartoonish struggle took place inside. In seconds it stopped, and a pair of green eyes opened up on the sides of the top. They blinked in disbelief.
"Are you kidding me?" Mindy's insides vibrated, before she opened herself up, revealing the fleshy inside of the chest she had now become, large teeth lining the top and bottom edges. She stuck her tongue out - the one that slurmped her up into what became her new body - and looked at it, while it looked back at her. Replacing its tip was a copy of her original body, armless, pink, with tongues for hair.
Mindy Morris, the Mimic Girl, was once again a mimic monster chest.
It'll be some time before she can mimic a human form once more and continue her adventures.
Sheathing her sword and shield, she stood before the magnificent chest. The camera panned from beside the chest around to be her backside as she carefully opened it up, taking in the majesty of its wonderful contents. Having lifted its lid all the way open, she brought her arms down, cradling the item gently in her hands as she lifted it up. The camera now looking down at her from an angle, she spun around and lifted her reward high into the air!
She found a-
Before the item was shown, a vast tongue slurmped between her legs and pulled her backwards into the chest, her face a twisted expression of confusion and shock. Before she could further react, the chest's lid clamped down.
Struggled sounds of punches and pushes morphed into stock fleshy sound effects as body horror took place inside the chest, its form bouncing around slightly as if a cartoonish struggle took place inside. In seconds it stopped, and a pair of green eyes opened up on the sides of the top. They blinked in disbelief.
"Are you kidding me?" Mindy's insides vibrated, before she opened herself up, revealing the fleshy inside of the chest she had now become, large teeth lining the top and bottom edges. She stuck her tongue out - the one that slurmped her up into what became her new body - and looked at it, while it looked back at her. Replacing its tip was a copy of her original body, armless, pink, with tongues for hair.
Mindy Morris, the Mimic Girl, was once again a mimic monster chest.
It'll be some time before she can mimic a human form once more and continue her adventures.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Transformation
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Yeah, that's the idea. Came up with it as I was writing this out. Felt it would make for an interesting twist and - considering the title - decided that she's always been a mimic girl who can mimic other creatures and objects. The title hinting at not what she's become, but rather, what she's always been.
That's the only thing I hadn't quite thought about fully when I wrote this idea in. But considering what happens, I imagine that is the case, she assimilated/merged with it. And if she were to devour a human, she'd reform into the human. Though, I'd prefer to think of a method that doesn't involve absorption vore/loss of a character.
Mmmmm, like a fleshy sleeping bag with a hard, protective outside. That actually gives me an idea: comfy sleeping bags that convert whoever sleeps in them into a tongue appendage, the bag revealing itself to be some sort of "mimic worm." They then try to get someone to sleep with them, leading to some... very interesting times.
could just be more of a freindly thing that lets go of the person in daylight. not every TF thing needs to have dark stories involved. could even be someones "pet living sleeping bag". for a story i say it would be intresting if someone with insomnia or other mental condition whom cant sleep normally discoveres one of them and they start some sort of frindly relationship. the girl gets an extremely comforting place to sleep without worrying about her illness. and the living bag takes calories or fat from their body for food which means they have to eat twice as much food all the time. the catch being it takes at least 1.5 hours to convert between human and tounge. you might even have the chance to turn it into a love story of sorts when someone accidentally uses the bag without her permission and starting trouble
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