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🕑 Added 2022-12-30 16:27:49 +0000 UTC“Woah… this looks authentic!” Louis mumbles to himself holding up an Ichimatsu Doll in his hand, inspecting the material and intricate design. Spending the afternoon at an antique store to fill his newly bought shelf proves to be time-consuming, since an hour has elapsed and he has explored less than half of the store. Spotting a traditional Japanese umbrella hanging on the wall, Louis eagerly walks towards it to have a better look.
“Need… help?” an elderly Japanese woman rasps in broken English from behind an old counter. She looks at Louis with a slight glint in her eye after watching him wander around in her store for over an hour quietly commenting on her items.
“Oh… no, I’m fine” Louis chuckles awkwardly, backing away from the umbrella as another artifact on a nearby shelf catches his attention. Feeling a little self-conscious, he notices the owner walking towards him with a wide smile, gesturing him to another room.
“Follow me… you… like!” she says, leading Louis into a room filled with pottery and wet clay. Confused, he looks around to see a mound of clay on a small bench in the middle of the room. “Japan… tradition to… create dream girl” the owner chuckles with a strong accent, hastily ushering him to the table. “Can… keep” she smiles, leaving the room and closing the door behind her as Louis notices the humanoid clay figure in front of him.
“Uh… alright” Louis mutters to himself, sitting down in front of the clay object as he begins to picture his dream girl in his mind. Picking up a wooden stick, he starts to etch basic facial features onto the clay as his face begins to contort in response. Concentrating too hard to notice, his eyes start to water as they widen with an apparent Asian slant while his irises turn dark brown. His nose shifts and pops as it shrinks to match his still warping face. Adding clay to the figure’s lips, Louis’ lips quicky plump out into a permanent seductive pout as his jawline and cheekbones soften to form an oriental complexion. Attaching some clay to the top of the humanoid’s head, Louis’ hair immediately lengthens and wraps into a bun, turning jet black and silky smooth as a few stray strands fall in front of his eyes. “Wha…” he gasps, hearing his voice rise into an alluring and feminine tone with a heavy Japanese accent. Looking at his reflection from a nearby mirror, he sees a sexy Japanese face stare back on top of his male body. “What’s happening…” he stutters, as his hands automatically returns to the clay figure and continues to reshape the material.
“Fucck… I can’t control my hannnddds---arrgghhh” Louis screams as his hands mash the clay together, causing his shoulders to painfully crunch inwards while his collarbone rise. Gasping in horror, he looks down at his smaller frame as his hands start to work on the limbs of the clay figure. Louis’ arms begin to tremble as his biceps deflate into soft womanly fat while his wrist becomes dainty and fragile. Watching his clay covered hands contort, Louis whimpers in horror to see long nails extend out of his slenderizing fingers as his palms becomes smaller and softer. “No… noooo” he mutters as his feminine hands start to reshape the legs of the clay figure. Looking down, he watches his feet crack down a few sizes to better suit his new form while matching pedicured nails push out of his feminizing toes. Louis’ calves begin to spasm and shrink as he pinches the clay, becoming long and slender.
Louis starts to panic as his hands automatically grabs extra clay and begin to roll them into balls between his fingers. “Shit… not boobs…” he pants, helplessly watching his hands shape two round orbs and push them onto the clay figure’s chest. Louis’ mind explodes with immense pleasure as he orgasms into his pants and feel his chest burn. Eyes rolling back, Louis’ nipples quickly harden and doubles in size while fat quickly pours into his chest, pushing his nipples out. “Gaahhh… fuuuuck” he moans, grabbing his ballooning chest with his small hands, feeling the soft flesh surge past his fingers. To his horror, his hands move back to the clay figure and begin to squeeze the clay breasts, making them bigger and smoother. Shivering with ecstasy, Louis feels warm invisible hands grope and pinch his enlarging tits until they stop at firm DD cups, bouncing to his breathing. “Nughh… so heavy…” Louis moans as he lurches forward from his heavy round breasts glistening with wet clay from where he touched himself.
Without warning, Louis’ hands start to tear pieces of clay off the clay figure’s stomach as his belly begins to gurgle and contract. “Owww… fuck…” he groans, on the verge of vomiting as his stomach flattens and becomes smooth. Watching his fingers pinch the clay figure’s side, Louis’ waist suddenly sucks in, giving him an hour-glass figure. “Woah… woah… stoooop” Louis screams as his hands start to pull and reshape the entire clay object. Loud popping and bone grinding sounds fill the room as Louis’ spine reconfigures into a curvier shape, permanently thrusting his inviting tits and ass out.
Hearing the door open behind him, Louis turns to see the elderly woman walking towards him grinning ear to ear. “Change me baccck…” he cries, hearing his heavy Japanese accent leave his plump lips. “Why are you doing this?” he whimpers, watching the owner take a seat next to the clay figure and roll up her arms.
“You love Japanese culture… you work here now” the woman replies with a smile as Louis looks at her in fear. “You beautiful… get us lots of customers” she continues as she pinches the clay figure’s sides with her bony fingers. Shrieking in surprise, Louis’ hips suddenly explode out with a loud crack as it expands to child-bearing proportions. Gasping for breath, he feels his widening hips building with fat as the woman continues to redistribute the clay around the figure.
“N-no… stop” Louis moans, as the elderly woman adds clay to the backside of the figure. Grunting in pain, Louis feels his skin stretch as fat immediately swells into his ass, pushing his ass cheeks further apart. Sensing himself rise up in his chair from his now round peach butt, Louis desperately tries to stop himself from exploring his new ass raw from the recent changes. Giving Louis a cheeky wink, the woman begins work reshaping the clay figure’s legs as Louis struggles to stay sane from all the orgasmic sensations.
“P-pleaaseee” he whimpers, feeling his thighs bubble from an invisible warm hand as the owner begins to add clay and smoothen the surface. Looking down, Louis sees his thighs thickening with fat and muscle as his flesh begins to jiggle to match his round ass and wide hips. He winces as his soft thighs start to crush his balls, forcing him to spread his now flexible legs open to reveal his throbbing cock.
“Not my dick…” Louis pleads as the owner grabs the clay figure and abruptly flattens the crotch, causing Louis to moan in ecstasy. Steams of cum sprays from his shrinking cock onto the floor until it is reduced to a nub on his crotch dribbling fluids. With a grin, the woman pushes the clay balls into the figure, causing Louis to gasp in surprise as his organs rearrange to cater for his new fertile ovaries. “Please noooo---mmmppphhhhh” Louis moans as the owner begins to etch a pair of pussy lips onto the clay figure. Feeling his crotch split open, Louis looks past his round breasts to see moist pink pussy lips form over the nub. “Oh my god… it’s not possib---nnuughhhh” Louis screams as the woman inserts her finger into the clay figure’s pussy. Seeing his pussy lips spread open by an invisible force and feeling a warm hard object burry deep into his body, Louis instantly climaxes and screams with pleasure. “Fucccckk… pull your finger outttttt” he pants, feeling his vaginal muscles instinctively clench onto the invisible force as vaginal juices spray out of his open pussy. Twirling her finger around the figure, Louis feels his pussy stretch and tingle as his aching clitoris becomes stimulated. “Stoooop” he moans, as the owner pulls her finger out of the clay with a wet slurp as Louis’ body rocks with pleasure from the juices flowing down his thighs.
“Nearly done” the elderly woman chuckles, pouring glaze over the clay figure. Upon seeing this, a cold chill runs down Louis’ spine as his bodily hair vaporizes, leaving soft creamy skin with an oriental complexion, completing his Japanese heritage. Louis desperately tries to jump up and stop her, but his body remains calmly seated as the woman opens the furnace.
“Welcome to the family business… Nanako” the owner chuckles as she slides the glazed wet clay into the furnace.
“What?! Nanako?! Just change me baackkkk” Louis screams as his mind begins to fog. “You can’t force me you bitch… I’ll call… my family…” he shouts as he struggles to recall the names of his family members while images of native Japanese members begin to flow into his mind. “I’ll… call… the p-police… andddd… other guys…” Louis stutters feeling his intelligence drop as memory of his education and friends slowly fade away. “I… I… 私はあなたのために働きません {I won’t work for you}” Louis squeals as Japanese vocabulary replaces his English. Louis clutches his head as he wrestles against the new memories. Education? Her family only needs her to create pottery and sell it to strangers. She prides herself for only knowing Japanese history and her sales ability as her pussy twitches in response to memories of getting ploughed by eager buyers for her artwork… and body. Shaking her head, the last remnant of Louis becomes replaced with a horny and obedient Nanako keen to support her grandmother and family.
“おばあちゃん、おゆは私が必要ですか {Grandma, do you need me?}” Nanako asks, blinking and adjusting her hair as she wipes the juices off her thighs.
“これを着て、顧客がいます {Put this on, there’s a customer}” the elderly woman chuckles, handing Nanako an apron. Keen to make a sale, Nanako eagerly puts the apron on, feeling the rough fabric chafe against her puffy nipples as the cloth barely covers her dripping pussy. Hoping that the customer would buy her artwork… and maybe an extra service, Nanako seductively slides a nipple out before walking out with an alluring smile.
