I genuinely think the Got Milk? ad campaign that was around during my youth actually got me.

I love milk. Especially flavored milk.

I even have a little plushie of a strawberry milk carton that's also a cow.

Sometimes I have cereal as an excuse to drink the sugary milk after.

A very common sentiment I get from my TF toys is "wow, you sure like everything big, huh Goddess". And yes, I do. Really big. Stuck big, forever.

Massive tits, huge dicks, massive balls, fat bellies, taller and wider and full of plush.

I want you bigger. Your friends bigger. Bigger is better~

Remember how I mentioned before I'd take entire friend groups and polycules and edit them? Well, here's a testimonial from a set of them!

Six different friends all warped and changed together, and after a month of being erased, I asked them to talk about the experience.

Read up and enjoy~

Being a TF domme has its perks, like spending almost 6 hours teaching subs and betadommes what it's like to transform, how to shift and submit, and then when it all dies down because they need to rest or sleep or whatever I go right back to my gaming.

Patiently waiting for the next pair of shoes~

So many simple and direct mantras, repeated with effort, can really soften a mind into a new objectified state. Such as:

Wear me!
Eat me!
Use me!
Grope me!
Pose me!
Strip me!
Ruin me!
Own me!
Remake me!

Pick your favorite, or make up your own, and repeat it ten times to see how it effects you~

It's fun to me that one of those mass-copy inflatable dollgirls suddenly turned into my new pair of boots, and all the other inflatable dolls might not have noticed yet.

Sure it can be fun to RP as a big squeaky smile-head, but when it comes down to it your formlock is just a temporary thing to me~