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Anonymous
Excuse me for asking, but where on earth is the thread wherein the 'Two Become One' story about the shapeshifter becoming the girl's second skin?
>> Anonymous
Seriously? NO ONE knows what happened to it?
>> Anonymous
it probably became the skin on another thread
>> Anonymous
I lost track of it when i had to go to work this morning.

Boo work
Hooray beer

And that wasn't even the original thread, it was the thread where the OP apologised for getting b& (LOL WTF MODFAGS).
>> Anonymous
story poster here. i just came home to find that because I posted that second thread, I've been permabanned. i am posting from a university computer.
>> Anonymous
>>981136


sad anon is sad, but put it on the interbutt somewhere
>> CatgirlLover
I uploaded it, and I even came up with the title. Ask the guy who made it.
>>981136is the guy.

Here's the link to the story:
http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?isyyxl1xiy8
>> Anonymous
if the OP of that story is here, can he either post the next chapter (if its done) or update us on progress?
>> CatgirlLover
>>981246
He said he would begin working on it when he felt "horny enough."

I guess that'll be soon, but if I remember right, he spoke of the next chapter being more story, and less porn, per se.
>> kouji
will there be a sequel? will there be some unbirthing too???
>> Anonymous
Thanks for the progress update, your work is GOLD.
>> Anonymous
>>981250
>>981192
So can we at least get an official name so that we can look for it on Overflowingbra or wherever?
>> Anonymous
>>982541

http://oblimo.pbwiki.com
>> Anonymous
MODS = FAGS

he posted a /d/ pic with every post, id like a valid explanation as to why that deserves a permaban.
>> Anonymous
I'm guessing that he was banned for either attempting to evade a ban or for complaining about being banned.

Although under the circumstances that's like an umpire calling a pitch in the dirt a strike and then ejecting the batter when he turns around and goes WTFMATE
(that would translate to deliberate bullshit for you nonsportsfags)
>> Anonymous
can we get more pics like the ops
>> Anonymous
I understand why I was permabanned. Posting the second thread was evading my first ban. But I felt I owed it to you guys to tell you what had happened.

And that thread DID turn into a giant bitch session.
>> Anonymous
>>982831
Yeah, but that doesn't explain the first ban.
>> Anonymous
Ironically, deleting the post has actually CAUSED massive drama and several pictureless threads to be posted. MODS. LEARN FROM YOUR MISTAKES.
>> kouji
Will you still make a chapter 3 for your story? Cuz it's so cool, thanks for a cool story!
>> greg
why not post at Lost Boy's Other-Worldly Collection (http://www.asstr.org/~lostboy/locallinks.html)?
>> Edward
What is the source of the pic?
>> oblimo !DSzvku.lzI
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>>982951
>>982831

Wherever you wind up posting, please email me the url and I'll pimp it on my site. I can also host your story on my site, but places like Overflowingbra and Lost Boy's get more traffic.

oblimo at gmail dot com

(The one 100% effective method of being permab& is to post while b&. That's true across the Internet.)
>> Anonymous
>>982835


yes, ban ANYONE who even mentions this, its the only way...
>> Eclair
Better, perma ban *.*.*.*

Problem permanently solved!!!
>> Anonymous
>>982835
as if mods lose sleep over the drama on 4chan
>> Anonymous
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Ah right, the thread with this image?

Was Chapter 3 finished?
>> Anonymous
>>983170

holy shit moar or sauce
>> oblimo !DSzvku.lzI
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>>983170

Web-comic: http://novilunium.pbwiki.com

Shapeshifting / second-skin / goo girl sex fic written just for /d/ :

http://oblimo.pbwiki.com/IAT-Cover-Page
>> Anonymous
So was there ever a chapter 2? If so where can i get it?
>> Anonymous
MODS = FAGS
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>> CHAPTER 2 - SAVE IT BEFORE MODS SHIT ON IT MODS = FAGS
Sara still couldn't wrap her mind around the idea that she was wearing another person. She sat in her group house's common room on the tired sofa, seemingly dressed in her blue T-shirt and her black jeans. It had been only ten minutes since she was enveloped by the strange girl, but she felt entirely normal, almost unaware of the presence of a second occupant in her body. The voice in her ear wasn't turning out to be very talkative when she wasn't thinking about it. The girl had been right - it would be easy to just forget she was there. She supposed that a shapeshifter had to be able to think like a thing as well as a person.

The only thing that was noticably different was that she sank much farther into the couch when she sat down. Although she didn't notice it when she moved and walked around, she must have weighed twice as much as normal. This reminded her that, no matter what it seemed like, things weren't quite as usual.

The late afternoon sun shone lazily into the room. Sara didn't know what to do. She picked up the newspaper and flipped through a couple sections. A couple housemates passed through, said hello, went to their rooms, not noticing anything especially different about her. Of course they wouldn't, she thought. Seeming totally normal was making her excited in a weird way.
>> MODS = FAGS
Sara looked to make sure nobody was nearby. "Hey," she said softly.

"Yeah?" said the voice in her ear, startling her a bit.

"You're still there."

"Always."

"Gimme those boobs again."

Instantly her breasts swelled to their titanic proportions. They hung above her lap, breast flesh pressing tight againt her T-shirt, nipples making egregious little tents in the fabric, the bottom of her shirt hiking way up. Anybody walking by would have seen a real spectacle. She grabbed them and they squished together pleasantly inside the tight confines of the shirt. Comprehension finally came home to her: Normality was under her control, to be banished and summoned with a word.
>> MODS = FAGS
he heard a door close down one of the hallways, and some quick footsteps. Her stomach turned over inside her. "Put me back, put me back," she whispered. As quickly as they had come, her breasts vanished. Her housemate walked into the room. "Hey, Sara," he said.

"Hi Rob," she called nonchalantly, her heart racing. "Where you off to?"

"It's my shift at the boathouse," Rob said. "They switched me to the evening on Wednesdays."

"Sucks to be you," said Sara. "Hey, Nate and Tessa are making dinner tonight - want me to tell them to save some for you?"

"That'd be awesome. Hey, see you later."

"Yeah. Hey, leave the door open!" Sara called after Rob as he walked outside. She was alone again.
>> MODS = FAGS
"You like him?" said the voice in her ear.

"Oh," said Sara. Well, not quite alone. "He's ok. Big runner, big on biking and sailing. Doesn't spend much time here."

"M-hm. M-hm." said the voice. "When you gonna fuck him?"

Sara laughed. "Hey, hey. Just because I can turn into a total sex bomb doesn't mean I have to fuck every man I see."

"Let me remind you, fucking just got really fun." Sara suddenly felt a coiled pressure in her groin. A prodigious penis mounded inside her jeans, then pushed itself through the waistband, throbbing against her stomach. Her vagina began to lubricate itself and she could feel her panties getting wet. "Don't worry about pregnancy or STDs. I've already got a super-thin layer coating the inside of your vagina, and I'm impermeable. You can fuck to your heart's content."

"All right, all right, I get it," said Sara. "But not now." Her crotch returned to normal, her panties dried up. "I've got other things I want to do." She could think of a couple off the top of her head.

"Like what?"

"Like go to the store."
>> MODS = FAGS
She had left her house a few minutes ago and walked the five blocks to the little corner store where she and her housemates usually bought their food. Nobody she had passed noticed anything about her. It gave her a heady sense of freedom. Now she stood in front of a window of a closed boutique in an alley next to the store. She could see her reflection, the same as it had always been. "I don't want to be recognizable at all," she said. "But I want to be really sexy."

"Sure, let's see.." The voice in her head hummed thoughtfully. "Ah."

Sara's skin darkened to an olive brown. She felt careful movement on her face, and looking at the window she saw a vaguely Mediterranean or North African girl, with a classically gorgeous face and long frizzy dark hair bound in a ponytail. Her clothes had become a slight yellow patterned dress that contrasted beautifully with her skin. The effect was extremely fetching but demure. "Nice dress," said Sara. "But it needs to be a bit more.. obvious." Underneath the olive skin, she was blushing fiercely. "Give me an ass. And some boobs. Not like the ones from before! Believable."
>> MODS = FAGS
She felt the fabric draw tighter around her butt, and in the window she saw she now had a pretty, slender round ass invitingly tucked under her dress. She patted it and it jiggled, slightly. When she turned back around, her boobs kept going when she stopped - they were obviously braless, almost preternaturally unaffected by gravity and just barely contained under the bodice of her yellow dress. They weren't quite as big as earlier, and the areolae were much smaller, but they were still astounding. Her nipples were only an inch or so under the neckline, obviously visible, and seemed in danger of popping out at any moment. "That's great," she said, awed by the sight. She jumped up and down and her boobs bounced around crazily, but they somehow managed to stay decent.

"I can make sure you stay covered. Or not. What's your pleasure?"

"Yes. Do it. For now."

"And then what?"

"Let's improvise."
>> MODS = FAGS
She walked around the corner and towards the door of the store. Her breasts moved each on their own, swaying as she walked. She felt ridiculously exposed, but completely safe at the same time. She was totally unrecognizable, ready for complete humiliation. She was ready to put on a show.

She actually had a list of things to buy. They needed rice, olive oil, cereal. She took it out and looked at it as she walked in through the sliding doors, conscious in the corner of her eyes of the other shoppers in the entryway. "They're eating it up," said the voice in her ear. "Especially the women." Sara's whole body would have reddened if her skin was actually visible. She could feel the incredulous stares. She put on a confident smile and looked a young man in the eye. His gaze swung from her amazing breasts to her face, then quickly, studiously away in embarrassment.
>> MODS = FAGS
She took her time looking for the rice. It was on the bottom shelf, but nobody was there to see her bend down and get it. She sighed, put it in her basket and went on. On her way to the cereal, a lanky teenager in a store worker's uniform came towards her hurrying in the other direction. As he came near, his gaze swung to her and she could see his urgent errand evaporating from his mind. He stopped in his tracks and flushed a bright red. He couldn't have been more than seventeen. Sara folowed his gaze, and they stood there for a few seconds, both staring at her olive breasts.

They were really quite nice.

Sara suddenly knew what she had to do. She looked up at the kid and smiled, faintly, putting on her best Italian accent. "Excuse me sir," she said.
>> MODS = FAGS
There was about a second before the boy wrenched his gaze away to look her in the eyes. "Umm, how can I help you, maam?" His face was a caricature of shame.

She smiled reassuringly at him to make him more comfortable. "Yes, I'm looking for the olive oil. Can you help me find it?"

"Sure thing." He led her to the aisle, walking stiffly. She realized he was probably trying to hide his erection. That gave her a warm, fuzzy feeling inside. "Here it is. The olive oil's right here, on the top shelf."

"Ah! Thank you," she said, realizing that she'd have to stretch to reach it. Before he could stop her, she reached up to grab it. She had to stand on her tip toes to reach that high, and she could feel her boobs rising in her dress.

"Do you want me to let go?" asked the voice in her ear. She gave her head a tiny shake, but kept reaching for the handle.
>> MODS = FAGS
Her breasts moved upwards and out of her bodice, but they didn't expose themselves: the nipples themselves caught under the neckline, holding it up as she stretched. She knew her areolae must be visible. It must have looked as if they were about to come free any moment. But she grabbed the oil, brought it back down, and put it in her basket, then turned to the store worker.

He'd obviously been staring at the unfolding crisis in her dress. He was beetfaced. After a few seconds of tense silence, Sara realized she needed to take the initiative. She went on: "Oh, one more thing sir. Could you show me to the breakfast cereal?"

He shook his head, forced himself back to his job. "Sure maam, right this way.." He led her shakily around the corner into the next aisle. He stopped halfway, then shook his head again and went on. Sara giggled to herself. "They're all through this aisle," he said.

She knew she had to choose one from the top shelf. She reached up and the boy tried to stop her. "Do you want me to get that for you, maam?"
>> MODS = FAGS
"No, I can reach it. Thanks." She stood on her tiptoes again, reaching for the box of Cheerios on the top shelf. The higher she reached, the more her breasts tried to come free of the dress. Again the dress was hanging sheerly from her nipples. She quickly, subtly nodded her head. She felt the dress fall away from her breasts, and her breasts swing free in the air.

She pretended not to notice. The poor boy was bugeyed, staring at the two swaying globes hanging free. He straightened and turned resolutely around, looking the opposite direction. "Maam, I think you should cover up," he forced out. Her plan had been to fix her dress and pretend like nothing happened, but she realized that this kid would be fantasizing about her for weeks to come. She felt profoundly sorry just leaving him like this.

She made sure nobody else was watching, then walked up behind him and put a hand on his back. He tensed but didn't step away. She spoke softly, without accent. "Do you want to touch them?"
>> MODS = FAGS
It took a second, but he slowly turned around. She smiled apologetically at him. He met her gaze and then stared down at her boobs. They shone with a golden sweat, reflecting the store's fluorescent lights, terminating in brown grape-sized nipples. She thrust them a little bit out towards him in silent invitation.

He reached out and clumsily grabbed them both at once. She felt his hands hefting her, squeezing her, his thumbs moving over her nipples. Her eyes closed, she let out a contented sigh, mainly for his benefit. After a few seconds, he suddenly jerked away and she opened her eyes. Another customer was wandering past the aisle. The kid was obviously petrified that they'd be noticed, but she covered up and the customer shuffled off without looking in their direction. "I'm really sorry," she said to the teenager. He could make no reply and stalked off to the produce section.
>> MODS = FAGS
"That went well," said the voice in her ear.

"Sort of," she said.

"Are you kidding? You just gave that kid the time of his life."

"I guess so." She realized that she could have cost him his job. "I have to think more clearly next time."

"But that's no fun. Come on, I've got a surprise for you at the checkout."

"What is it?"

"No telling. I promise, you'll LOVE it."

She grabbed her shopping basket and proceeded to the front of the store. Thankfully she didn't have to go by produce again. A middle aged black woman was at the checkout in front of her. She had obviously seen Sara when she came in, because she was studiously ignoring her. There were a large amount of groceries in her cart, so Sara stood and waited in line. As she stood, her breasts began to feel a bit strange. She could tell that they were heating up. They began to swell imperceptibly, and it felt really good.

"Is this.." she began.

"Shh." came the voice in her ear.
>> MODS = FAGS
The older woman finished and paid. Sara brought her groceries to the counter and said hello to the cashier, who was a girl in her early twenties. As she scanned Sara's groceries, the strange feeling in Sara's breasts intensified. It was as if prickly waves of heat were rolling through her, concentrated on her nipples. Suddenly it became intensely pleasurable. She felt a tingling in the tips of her breasts.

"Would you like paper or plastic today?" asked the nervous cashier.

"OHHH GODDDD---" moaned Sara, as hot milk began to spray from her nipples. The sensation was so amazing that she forgot where she was and began to knead herself in blind ecstasy. The torrent of milk increased, drenching her dress and spraying outward in streams, splattering the checkout counter and the horrified cashier with droplets of white. She was panting and exhausted when it finished. She looked around her.

No one moved in the whole store.

"Um, I'd like a plastic bag please," she said. The cashier looked as though she had just lived through the siege at Normandy. Without speaking, she put Sara's groceries into a plastic bag and handed it to her. Sara took the bag and walked out of the store. Only when she was a couple blocks away, back in her usual form, only when her frantic heartbeat had slowed, did she realize that she hadn't paid for anything.

END CHAPTER 2
>> Anonymous
Chapter 2 has been successfully saved to a .doc file.
I'll put it up on MF if it becomes necessary after the thread dies.
>> Anonymous
TO THE WINDOWWWWWWWWw
>> oblimo !DSzvku.lzI
>>983830

Send me the link to where u post it or the file itself and I'll post it on my site.
>> Anonymous
>>983830
Has the same been done to Chapter 1 yet?
>> Anonymous
>>984019
one and 2 doc
http://www.mediafire.com/?xnmi1snxmnn

mp3
http://www.mediafire.com/?jdtf0rg9nwg chap 1
http://www.mediafire.com/?dtt2oxscget chap 2
>> Anonymous
>>984026
Many, many thanks, Anon.
>> Anonymous
I find it amazing how the Mods allow the multiple /r/ threads, furfag threads, loli threads slip by here on /d/, but when someone writes a story that the people of the board actually like, they ban the person.
>> Anonymous
>>983293
And incidentally some of the winnest shit ever to be posted. Read the first chapter while it was being posted on /b/ and lost the next 18 hours (give or take) reading it cover to cover.

OBLIMOOOOOOOOO!!!
>> Anonymous
>>984026

It's on the site:

http://oblimo.pbwiki.com/Two-Become-One

No fancy formatting yet. Someone tell the author to contact me and tell me how s/he wants me to present it!
>> Anonymous
>>984033
Just read chapter 1, and couldn't contain my desire to fap before chapter 2.

I NEED THIS WHOLE THING! WHERE'D YOU FIND IT? <3
>> Anonymous
>>984060
>>984054

Oh. Never mind.