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All over the world, women are suddenly finding themselves with new priorities. They may not know where these Needs have come from, but they can't deny the pull of their strange desires.
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onceatiger
· 17 Jul 2025
All over the world, women are suddenly finding themselves with new priorities. They may not know where these Needs have come from, but they can't deny the pull of their strange desires.
[This is my original concept, first posted on chyoa.com]
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My implant itched.
It didn't actually itch—Dr. Marchetti had explained the phantom sensations when I got it installed, something about the brain mapping unfamiliar hardware onto familiar feelings—but I scratched the back of my neck anyway.
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"Because it itches."
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All over the world, women are suddenly finding themselves with new priorities. They may not know where these Needs have come from, but they can't deny the pull of their strange desires.
mind control body modification huge tits
by
onceatiger
· 17 Jul 2025
All over the world, women are suddenly finding themselves with new priorities. They may not know where these Needs have come from, but they can't deny the pull of their strange desires.
[This is my original concept, first posted on chyoa.com]
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· 17 Jul 2025
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Daniel, a man living a solitary life in the mountain wilderness, witnesses a catastrophic event when a streak of violet light slams into the nearby ridge. Believing it to be a plane crash, his instincts drive him toward the impact site.
The silence of the mountains was Daniel’s only friend, until the sky tore open.
The sound wasn't a roar; it was a rhythmic, metallic shriek that vibrated the floorboards of his cabin. Daniel stood on his porch, a lukewarm beer in hand, watching a streak of violet-white light cut through the mist. It plummet like a plane falling from the sky. It skipped across the atmosphere before slamming into the ridge of Blackwood Peak with a thud that felt like a localized earthquake.
"Damn it," he whispe…
Daniel, a man living a solitary life in the mountain wilderness, witnesses a catastrophic event when a streak of violet light slams into the nearby ridge. Believing it to be a plane crash, his instincts drive him toward the impact site.
The silence of the mountains was Daniel’s only friend, until the sky tore open.
The sound wasn't a roar; it was a rhythmic, metallic shriek that vibrated the floorboards of his cabin. Daniel stood on his porch, a lukewarm beer in hand, watching a streak of violet-white light cut through the mist. It plummet like a plane falling from the sky. It skipped across the atmosphere before slamming into the ridge of Blackwood Peak with a thud that felt like a localized earthquake.
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Silas possesses a metaphysical ability known as Soul Partitioning, allowing him to excise a fragment of his own consciousness and project it into a host's mind through direct ocular contact. This "hit" doesn't merely brainwash the victim; it effectively overwrites their core identity with his own, causing them to experience a total shift in self-perception where they believe they are Silas.
'Its cold! Come inside!' she said, her voice bright and welcoming. Rachel stepped aside to let Silas in.
Silas stood in the foyer, while Rachel closed the door with a click that sounded far too final.
"Make yourself at home," she said, her voice carrying a devilish smirk that twisted her features into something predatory and sharp. It was a look Rachel had never worn in her life.
She began to pace the hallway, but her gait was wrong. She moved with a heavy, masculine confidence, her hips swi…
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Then he saw her.
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The fluorescent hum of the office had finally been replaced by the amber glow of the lounge. It was his last night in a standard business trip. Stale air, PowerPoint slides, and the dull ache of a life lived in middle management. Arthur swirled the ice in his scotch, feeling the weight of the gold band on his left finger.
Then he saw her.
She was sitting at the far end of the bar, a shock of crimson hair against a backless emerald dress. Her silhouette was a perfect hourglass, a literal c…
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A reckless young woman lets an upload share her senses for fun—then her body—then her life—until she realizes too late that she's given away everything she never knew she had.
WARNING: This is a very dark, horror story.
In a near-future where neural implants allow consciousness-sharing and mind uploading is commonplace but legally fraught, Paula discovers sense-sharing forums where uploads can temporarily experience physical sensation through willing hosts. What begins as a thrill-seeking adventure becomes an escalating power exchange that ends with Paula trapped in VR, watching a stranger live her life from the inside.
My implant itched.
It didn't actually itch—Dr. Marchetti had explained the phantom sensations when I got it installed, something about the brain mapping unfamiliar hardware onto familiar feelings—but I scratched the back of my neck anyway.
"You're doing it again," said Kira, not looking up from her tablet.
"Because it itches."
"It doesn't itch. You're nervous."
"I'm not nervous. Why would I be nervous?"
"You're about to let a stranger ride your body like a rented car."
I threw a pillow a…
WARNING: This is a very dark, horror story.
In a near-future where neural implants allow consciousness-sharing and mind uploading is commonplace but legally fraught, Paula discovers sense-sharing forums where uploads can temporarily experience physical sensation through willing hosts. What begins as a thrill-seeking adventure becomes an escalating power exchange that ends with Paula trapped in VR, watching a stranger live her life from the inside.
My implant itched.
It didn't actually itch—Dr. Marchetti had explained the phantom sensations when I got it installed, something about the brain mapping unfamiliar hardware onto familiar feelings—but I scratched the back of my neck anyway.
"You're doing it again," said Kira, not looking up from her tablet.
"Because it itches."
"It doesn't itch. You're nervous."
"I'm not nervous. Why would I be nervous?"
"You're about to let a stranger ride your body like a rented car."
I threw a pillow a…
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It all started during what should’ve been just another grueling practice session under the sweltering Texas sun. Sweat stung my eyes, and my muscles screamed in protest with every high kick and flip. I was Stacey Robinson, head cheerleader of the Northwood Wildcats, and we were running the pyramid sequence for what felt like the hundredth time.
That’s when the sky tore open.
Not with a crack of thunder, but with a soft, shimmering hum. A light, gentle as a sunbeam, descended, and out step…
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That’s when the sky tore open.
Not with a crack of thunder, but with a soft, shimmering hum. A light, gentle as a sunbeam, descended, and out step…
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Danica, a young conservative mother and PE teacher, discovers that she suddenly Needs a major change to her body.
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She was in the frozen foods section, wondering what flavor of Ben & Jerry's to get, when Danica realized she needed to have huge fake tits.
It wasn't like she wanted them - she thought implants were demeaning, to say the least, not to mention that her husband would freak out. They'd always been conservative in their love life, both of them good and devout Catholics, and neither of them would want her to deform her body like that, but that suddenly didn't matter. She needed them. For some reason she couldn't quite put her finger on, she just knew deep down that her life wouldn't be complete until she had huge fake tits. She didn't just need a moderate set of implants, either. She needed huge fake tits. She wasn't sure exactly how big "huge" really was, and she would certainly never ordinarily call her breasts "tits", but she needed them just the same.
So with her usual decisiveness, she made up her mind to look up a surgeon as soon as she got home. She needed groceries too, and she was already here, so she may as well finish her shopping. Checking her list, she grabbed something chocolatey from the freezer and went to get the rest of her groceries.
On her way home, Danica thought about how she was going to pay for her implants. She and Steven weren't poor by any means, but surgery was probably going to be expensive, and she wanted to pay for it entirely herself; no sense in draining their savings account unless she had to. She would, of course, if it came down to it - she needed the huge fake tits, there was no getting around that. There'd never been a reason for her to look at how much something like this cost before, of course, but she doubted it was cheap to get it done right - and just because she needed huge fake tits for no reason she could think of meant she had to be stupid about it. She certainly wasn't going to hire some hack and end up with complications or have them look even worse than huge fake tits had to. And how would they look, anyway? She glanced down at her modest chest, wondering what her largish B cups would look like when they were pumped full of silicone. Or saline? What did they even use for good implants these days? And would they be fake enough for her new needs if she got whatever the 'good' kind was? She shook her head and did her best to put it out of her mind; no sense worrying about it until she had the time to do some research.
Pulling into her driveway, she hopped out of the car and fetched her bags from the trunk. Hugging her groceries to her, she paused for a moment. She couldn't help but wonder if she'd be able to do stuff like this so easily after she got her new implants. She sighed, and went through the routine process of putting everything away. That done, she checked the time - Steven wouldn't be home for another couple of hours, so she didn't need to worry about dinner yet. That gave her some time to hit the internet and look up some more info about her huge fake tits.
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