[Atlas Corp Farts]
The moment that Atlas received a brand new body to mess around with, to the point where he didn't even need to be in the same room as the body to control it, was the moment that Hiro started regretting working for him. More than she already did.
"What's the matter, Hiro?" The Boss's voice left the lips of that dark-skinned beauty that had taken up near-permanent residence on top of the skunk-haired woman's desk. "You're not looking at me. Wonder why you're not following the orders I gave you."
Hiro grit her teeth a little as she did her best to just sign the report in front of her. "With all due respect, sir-"
*BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAP*
A cough left Hiro's lips as the toxic fumes pouring from Atlas' spare body started to fill her lungs, her eyes quickly turning from their natural color to a terribly stinky green, though only for a few seconds as she tried to resist. E-Even if all this stink was so delicious. "A-Atlas, pl-"
"You really should be more like Qilin, Hiro." Atlas spoke once more, having his spare body squeezed those thighs together as he provoked a delightful cry from the white-haired woman currently pressing her face up against that overly scented shaft. "Worshiping me. Come on, you don't have to do much."
The darker-skinned spare body climbed off that table and grabbed ahold of the fat cheeks that had been greasing up that high-quality wood before spreading them and letting another overwhelming *BRAAAAAAAAAP* echo out, the extra dose of pure boyish stench flooding out as it became almost impossible to breathe without inhaling it.
Hiro tried to avoid it. But her eyes turned green for a second as she started huffing it all up, her hair losing all its color as she was forced to give in. Falling out of her chair as she crawled over to worship that scented hole...
All while Atlas could feel their worship, the boy more than satisfied with what his new body could do as those two finely-aged bitches made love to his bulge and his donut...
What a wonderful gift he had received...
---
[Bleach Racial Exaggeration]
Orihime's new and strange behavior didn't go unnoticed, especially by those that were just as close to Ichigo as she had been. And one of them decided to finally take action as Orihime was out shopping, forcing her former boyfriend to carry every single bag of hers since he was just another useless slant otherwise.
"Orihime." Yoruichi said as she slipped out from an alley, grabbing at the now-blonde-haired girl's arm. "We have to get you checked. There's something wrong wi-"
Her rather aggressive grab was met with a shriek from the blonde. "Don't you fucking touch me, darkie! I don't want your kind anywhere near me!" Orihime cried out as she wildly slapped her arm around to try and get away from the woman that had grabbed her arm.
The moment that Yoruichi heard that degrading epithet, her body trembled and immediately expanded. Her outfit quickly changed into a tight white tank top that made her look incredibly trashy, as well as a set of extra tight booty shorts that did nothing to contain her fat ass. Not that anything could contain her ass or her tits, especially as her hair grew nice and fritzy until it all gathered in one big and exaggerated afro...
"Dauym, bitch!" Yoruichi cried out, her very existence having been changed by the accusation. "Guess everything they say about crackers like you-"
Before she finished talking, Orihime had already slapped her tits twice over, prompting the dark-skinned bitch to get down on all fours. Dark bitches like her were weak to shows of power from a white bitch like her.
Orihime scoffed as she brushed a hand through her hair, glaring at the yellow-skinned boy that had once been her lover. "Stay here. I'm going to teach this darkie a lesson." She said, as she dragged Yoruichi into the alley by tightly grasping her afro...
Ichigo did what his white master told him. All while he could hear the excessive moans from both women pouring from the alley, as Yoruichi was broken in just like him...
Maybe she'd like to use him. He was extra cheap this weekend, after all!
---
[Persona 5 Possession]
While Blair was off having fun with Hato, teasing her and bullying her into doing the kinds of stories that they loved, they tended to leave parts of their body inside one of the characters that they adored.
And today's poor victim was one of their favorite girls. Niijima Makoto, who was currently struggling as her body practically moved all on her own. She was well aware that something was wrong, but it was hard to fight back against the influence of whatever was doing this.
"Can't believe you waste this body, me!" Makoto giggled, squeezing her hands up against her tits. "I've got like the best body. Even Sae doesn't compare!" She laughed a little more as she reached down to squeeze that fat ass of hers too, really enjoying the rush of pleasure pouring through her.
What had been left inside Makoto's head was Blair's brain, who was already having a lot of fun playing with the girl's body. It was a real fuckin' good body, nicely toned underneath it all, and then at the same time so damn curvy...
"G-Get out of my head!" Makoto tried to wrestle back control, her lips obeying her commands. But not for long, as another giggle left them. "Nah. You should go instead. And I know just the way!"
Makoto grabbed ahold of her cheeks as she started pushing. All while the girl's natural brain was being pushed down in the process, all her resisting thoughts getting concentrated into one big-
*BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP*
A mixture of pink and green gas flooded out from Makoto's rear, quickly staining her underwear as her pussy drooled plenty of juice thanks to how wonderful it felt to just get rid of the rational mind inside the girl. Which meant that there was only one brain inside her head...
And with Blair's thoughts now influencing the state of her mind, there's no telling what this filthy bitch could get up to, especially in a body that hadn't yet been tainted...
---
[Persona 5 Farts]
Whenever Joker wasn't busy planning a heist that would lead to a changed heart, he was busy bonding with his friends and associates. Which led to a lot of eating. Curry, Coffee and Burgers went in one end and out the other, with all the weight he gained from this rapid consumption of food heading straight for his ass. And when Futaba took notice and suggested that he might use it for something...
"Ehehehehe, looks like you're all ready to watch. Been a while since the last stream, haven't it?" That little nudge was all that it took for Joker to start spending his spare time more productively. By streaming his body, keeping his face away from the camera to make sure that nobody could identify him, and especially focusing on that fat ass of his.
While he had garnered a couple of viewers at first, more and more rumors spread about that fat ass being streamed live every night. And so a small following turned into a devoted fanbase, all of them showing up for the stream to watch that fat ass get to work.
Joker licked his lips as he pressed his ass right up against the camera. He wanted to give his fans the best possible view of the moment they all had been waiting for, as he pushed ever so slightly-
*BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP*
The disgusting fog born from all the different foods he had been devouring lately started to consume the camera. And within a few seconds, he could hear all the donations rolling in, his simps giving him more and more money just for seeing him rip a fat one..
"Thaaaaanks guys, but I'm gonna need a bit more to make sure I can do that again next time!" Joker giggled as he acted all playful, toying with his ass...
All as the donations multiplied, the greedy ass-streamer licking his lips in anticipation. Guess he'd just have to down everything that Big Bang Burger could sell him...
So he could give them the fattest fart he had ever ripped, ehehehe...
---
[Bleach Possession + Farts]
In the midst of one of her horny moods, Blair decided that she couldn't be satisfied with just watching one of her favorite boys from afar. So when the chance was ripe, she made her move.
Rangiku was getting a nice breath of fresh air, all while Hitsugaya was busy inside. The pretty stars shone down on her, one... seeming to crash right towards her? Hold on, that wasn't right-
The buxom Soul Reaper didn't get a chance to properly process what had happened before Blair crashed straight into her body, causing her form to quickly darken as the devious soul melded with hers and left a brand new Rangiku behind, one with a fatter set of tits that couldn't fit in her uniform and an equally fat ass that quickly tore her uniform down below.
"Rangiku, what's going on?!" Hitsugaya shouted as he was about to draw his blade to rid his friend of the 'spirit' that had managed to get into her body. Only for her to quickly pull him close to her extra thick bosom, silencing him in seconds.
'Rangiku' licked her lips and let her steamy scent wash all over the icy boy. "There there, no need to worry about anything. Just inhale and turn into the kind of boy that I adore..."
Hitsugaya struggled for a few moments before he went limp, and his body quickly grew thick just like hers had. His lip plumped out so he looked extra horny at all times, while all his muscle mass went right down to that fat ass of his that quickly ripped through his pants, an icy and foul smell leaking from between them.
"HMPH! Rangiku, you know what happens when you disobey, right?!" He even sounded extra bratty when he then wrestled himself free from her. All while his hands dove down to his cheeks.
'Rangiku' kneeled down as her captain turned around, pressing her face right up against those icy cheeks. She loved this part, giving that extra cool hole a kiss before-
*BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP*
The Captain and his friend both shivered in unison as the freezing fart echoed around them. What a heavenly way to bond...
---
[FGO Himbofication]
"Eh? Master, what'd you do to everyone?"
Mori Nagayoshi wasn't exactly the sharpest tool in the shed. But he could definitely recognize when something weird was happening. And seeing all of his fellow servants practically passed out on the ground counted as a big red flag. Even though his Master, that dark-skinned lass that always depended on him, seemed really pleased.
"Oh, just doing a little spring cleaning. And giving my favorite hunk a big powerup. Hope you like it, Mori!" Blair giggled as the seal on the back of her hand started glowing...
Within an instant, every single one of the Servants currently laying on the floor were reduced to specks of Mana that rushed into the red-haired Berserker. He didn't even get a chance to properly process what was happening before he felt a powerful shock rush through him.
His muscles burst apart his armor, revealing his chiseled and extremely manly chest. His cock shattered the lower parts of his armor and ruined his pants, the thing growing to be just as thick as his arms put together all while it reached above his face, and the cheeks in the back grew nice and firm and extra bouncy to match the manliness on display in the front. Even his balls were being filled with all that mana, those two nuts swinging back and forth as each was now bigger than his head.
But all of that strength came at the cost of his mind rapidly shrinking, mana-filled cum drooling from the tip of his cock as he started giggling like the big dumb hunk he now was.
Blair trembled just looking at Mori's extremely dim expression. Oh, she loved it when he looked like that. And she just wanted to have a bunch of fun with him...
The cock first, or the ass? Or his lips? Maybe his manly pectitties? Ah, she couldn't decide... But she'd have plenty of time to spend with him and him alone.
After all, everything she owned went into making him the hunkiest hunk around. And she could easily afford time to just admire him right now...
Mmmph, god just looking at him was making her hard...
---
[OC Fluff]
"Come one, come all! Witness the grand adventures of Hades! You won't be disappointed once you see what he's capable of! Especially once you see the kind of girls whose hearts become his!"
The living example of a god becoming a modern stereotype was currently sitting at a stall at the city fair. And instead of producing his own candy or something reasonable, he was selling... Manga. Self-published manga. Manga that wasn't that bad, but it was still a ridiculous sell all things considered.
Of course, Hades had a bright plan in mind for all of this. If he could manage to sell plenty of these copies, then jack up the price if everyone got hooked and wanted the developments he had planned, then he could rack up so much cash that his beloved Aphrodite wouldn't even try to turn him down. He would be beautiful and sexy with all the money drooling from every pocket!
"I'll even read the story for you and act out a couple of the scenes, come one, come all-"
"The hell are you doing..?"
Hades blinked a little as he looked at the boy who approached his stand. Ah, his dear Aphrodite's son, Ken. Except he was dressed like one of those mechs that he secretly gushed about. Complete with a scythe attached to his back with kinda crummy green prop blades attached to the end of it, and a matching set of extra large and kinda dorky wings. Combine that with his bag being full of merch relating to the same mecha... Ahahaha, what a foolish boy he was. Indulging so much.
"Selling my manga, not that you could understand since you clearly have tastes that aren't refined enough to-"
Hades didn't get to finish his spiel before he and the stand were utterly ruined. All it took was a single finisher from Ken, and the stall and the god was in shambles. All while Ken calmly left like nothing was wrong, scoffing a bit to himself.
"That's what you get for dissing the Deathscythe, idiot."
---
[OC Fluff 2]
"I am beyond happy to have you in my arms, Ken. You rarely come by, as if I've done something to upset your Mother!"
"No, I just don't come by because you get on my nerves."
Ken glared a little at the much shorter and much more regal boy. To think a brat like him could be his uncle.
Though his uncle, Helen, seemed to take his attack in stride, letting it all slide off him without seeming too hurt. "Well, if there's anything I can do for you, you need but ask. All of my subjects would gladly help you. Allow me to demonstrate!"
A snap from the short pink-haired boy's fingers echoed out, and several butlers and maids, all as glamorous as their ruler, surrounded the two. All of them bowing down before the two of them. Even though Ken hadn't shown any kind of royal air.
He blinked a little as he looked upon them. "So... What you're saying is that I get to use all of them in any way I want..?" The grumpy boy muttered, as a few cogs started to spin inside his head. He... He could do a lot with this. But would he..?"
"Anything you want, they'll do anything to make it true." Helen said as he patted his nephew on the back. "You just tell them. And then you'll see why I wanted you and your Mother to come live with me as the royalty you truly are."
Ken nodded softly as he looked at all those loyal subjects, as his heart started to pound a little against his chest. He... Should he really do this..? ...Well, if his uncle said that it was alright, then it probably wasn't going to go wrong. He was a brat, but he wasn't wrong.
A soft and sly smile worked its way onto his face, as the brat's attitude had started to root its way into him...
---
[RWBY Atlas TF]
Weiss Schnee was in quite the foul mood. Her family was... Well, they were terrible. The only one that was even close to reasonable was Winter, and even she wasn't any help. She really just wanted to abandon the Schnee name entirely at this point, taking charge of her own destiny in the process.
And as if fate was willing to lend the former heiress a hand, she nearly tripped her way across a pin that was stuck between two tiles. As she regained her footing, with a bit of cursing leaving those precious lips of hers, she turned down to look at the pin. It looked like a hand grasping the world... Which only served to make it more ironic that it had been thrown away.
"Well, at least it's just like me. Tossed away by-"
Just as Weiss muttered about her situation, the pin shot onto her chest, and she felt a powerful sensation spread through her. The sensation of dominating anybody around her. Not with her name, but with her... c-cock?
She didn't get to dwell on that for long before her dress tightened way too hard on her figure, turning her breasts as flat as possible while shrinking her at the same time, all while the blood in her body rushed into her crotch and gave birth to a thick and pungent cock that shot straight up past her skirt, her eyes turning bright red in the process.
Weiss cleared her throat and laughed as her... No, his hair turned nice and short to fit a proper dominant boy like him, his hand lightly stroking his cock. All while white cum started to bubble at the front. "And out you go, you useless little heiress!"
Just like that, Weiss' entire former identity was squirted out like nothing, leaving behind but one of the shittiest shotas around. Atlas, who could help but grin as he absorbed the memories of the heiress he had been just moments prior...
This country was named after him? They shouldn't have. Now he just had to make all of it his own, using nothing but his cock and his charm...
---
[Bleach Body Theft]
"Why are you so fucking important, huh!?"
Loly shouted as she slammed her heel into Orihime's side, the bright-haired girl refusing to fight back. Something that only served to piss her off even more. Aizen-sama had spent way too much time preparing her, it was pissing her off! Why couldn't he look at her instead?!
A wicked grin started to grow on Loly's face. Ah. That's right. He'd look at her if she was just like Orihime. Which meant that all that she needed to do was become her. A better version of hers, of course. And how would she do so?
Simple. She smashed her heel straight into Orihime's gut, forcing the girl to release her soul in the process. The girl's body grew limp as Loly took the soul that had flown out of ehr and devoured it like nothing, letting out a satisfied burp the second she digested it... And in the process, she felt the girl's power pouring into her. Yes, she could do it all now... Everything was at her fingertips!
And with that power, Loly couldn't stop herself from laughing and sinking straight into the girl's empty body, changing it to her whim in the process. Causing Orihime's former body to have her hair tied into a pair of bratty twintails that gained a couple of black shades to match the soul now inhabiting it, with their curves combining and almost tearing away the ceremonial dress that Orihime had been forced to wear.
Loly... Orihime... Whoever she now was, their souls trembling inside their combined body, just clenched her fists as she felt all the power rushing through her. She was stronger than ever, she was more beautiful than ever, and most importantly...
Whether it was Aizen-sama or Ichigo, one of them was going to be hers and hers alone...