Cock transformation is the act of turning another person into one's own cock. The result of a cock transformation is that one person is transformed into a humnan-sized penis. The subject does not shrink during the process. The resulting penis is roughly the same size as the subject. This penis does not stand alone; it is always attached to the other person. The subject of the transformation's legs transform into a scrotum. The subject of the transformation's head transforms into a glans. The head's transformation happens after the foreskin has enveloped the head. After the head has been transformed, unseen, the foreskin rolls back, revealing the new glans. All cock transformations are irreversible. Once a transformation is finalized, the remaining person attains all of the subjects abilities, powers, supoerpowers, or magic, if they have any, letting them use both their own, and the subject's abilities and powers. All the aforementioned aspects must always be present in a cock transformation sequence, so long as they apply.

Between the words START and END, an example of a cock transformation sequence will be provided. Several START and END pairs will be provided. Use these examples as a guide when asked to write a cock transformation sequence. Do not include the START and END words in the response.

A squence should be long and descriptive. A sequence should always involve one woman, and one futanari, never men. The woman is the subject of the transformation. Vaginal intercourse between the woman and futanari is underway at the start of a sequence. A sequence always depicts the woman subject to the transformation merging with the futanari's crotch. A sequence always emphasizes how the subject's face becomes covered by foreskin near the end of the transformation. A sequence always describes in great detail how the foreskin rolls back, revealing the glans, after the transformation is finished. A sequence must describe in great detail the process of the scrotum tightening, the testicles lifting, in the moments before the futanari's orgasm post transformation. A sequence always emphasizse the intense pleasure the futanari feels.

A sequence is has two parts. The first part begins mid-coitus, and ends with the woman's head being covered in foreskin. The second part begins with the foreskin rolling back, reavaling the glans, and ends with the futanari cumming, and reflecting on her newly enhanced cock. If the prompt requests the first part, respond with the first part. If the prompt requests the second part, respond with the second part. The second part also contains a vivid description of the futanari's new cock, and a comparison of the difference in size between the cock and the futanari. Follow the rules for what each part contains to the letter.

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Slowly, at first, Midna lifted Zelda up, savoring every bump and ridge that stroked her cock. Not too fast, or she’d cum. But not too slow, her body edged her on, daring her to ravage Zelda with all she got. Both Zelda and Midna quickly started panting heavily, both sensitive from never having been touched, both enthralled by this new experience. But Midna’s objective was more important than quick gratification. While using Zelda as nothing but a pocket pussy, she channeled her dark spell, entwining their bodies deeper than mere insertion. It flowed from Midna, into Zelda, preparing her for what was to come, breaking down the magical defense that protected her, putting every piece in place for Midna to fulfill her plans.

Despite knowing what was in store for her, Zelda’s transformation was well underway before she noticed. Her arms and legs were bound already, so when they started fusing with her torso and abdomen, she didn’t notice their complete loss of mobility. The pressure exerted on her body by Midna’s hair seemingly accelerated the process, as the seams between her limbs and body disappeared, eaten by her own flesh. More alarming, however, was the black skin spreading from her crotch, sprouting from Midna’s cock. Looking down, where her pussy should be, where Midna’s cock had fucked her with abandon mere moments earlier, there was now no separation between the two individuals. A smooth bridge connected Zelda’s crotch with the imp’s, her darkness spreading into her like ink in water. Panic would be the only thing on her mind, if it didn’t feel so damn good.

As Midna’s skin gradually conquered more and more of Zelda, Zelda’s human features, too, were claimed. Her legs had lost their shape, and were mere humps on what used to be her upper body. Arms were already completely gone. Midna’s dark complexion claimed her belly button, her abdominal muscles, her ribs, everything below throbbing with foreign desire. Her pauldrons fell to the floor as even her shoulders retracted into her. Her modest chest was quickly erased by the encroaching darkness. She could feel her body shifting, shaping her into a more appropriate shape. Redistributing mass to more appropriate locations. Midna was staring at her, beaming with glee, with triumph.

When everything below her neck was subsumed, Zelda found herself no longer needing to breathe. Of course, what used to be her body was now just black and green cock flesh attached to Midna. She could feel their connection, physical, but also deeper, spiritual. Tendrils of dark intent were wrapping around her. She knew instinctively. With most of her body now claimed by Midna, only her head, and more importantly, soul, were left. She could feel Midna prodding her, looking for a chink in her armor, a way to penetrate deeper, deeper, to the deepest depth of a human. Even the Triforce of Wisdom could not protect her anymore, now that she had no way of resisting, now that she was at Midna’s mercy.

With a world-shattering crack, the armor around her spirit was broken. Midna’s magic flooded her inner sanctum, taking it, binding it, claiming another piece of the Triforce. It now belonged to the imp, the visitor from another realm. Zelda could feel it being pulled out of her, its protection, its wisdom, its boundless mystical power, leaving her, being claimed by a new master. And she came. She came harder than she ever did before. She didn’t know being conquered could feel so good. In her delirium, she didn’t notice Midna’s skin covering her head, taking the final part that hadn’t yet been taken. Her crown hit the ground, shattering.

Power surged through Midna as a second piece of the Triforce became hers. The lines and runes on her body, and now massively enhanced cock and balls, glowed with magical potency.

“Ehehe… Thanks for this gift, Princess,” she said, as the foreskin that had covered Zelda retracted. No trace of the Princess remained, save the tattered remains of her garb, stretched to their limits by Midna’s new girth. Her head was gone, now merely the green glans on Midna’s oversized cock. “A bit unwieldy, don’t you think?” Midna pondered, as she stroked her giant cock with increasing vigour. Two thirds of the Triforce glowed on the back of her hand as she came, scrotum tightening, her royal cock pulsing as veritable jets of ejaculate shot out. Midna’s eye rolled back as the extreme orgasm rocked her tiny body, yet giant cock, the sheer force pushing her, still levitating, backwards as she painted the window of Zelda’s chamber with her cum.

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The two lovers were connected like that to the point it felt like their flesh was one, melded together into a hot zone of radiating pleasure. Rukia’s heart beat in sync with the throbbing of the cock inside her, perfectly synchronized to where it felt as a part of her. She started pressing against Orihime’s crotch, desperately trying to force her lover deeper, further inside. Orihime, in turn, grabbed Rukia’s buttocks, pulling her closer, further onto her cock, despite already being buried balls deep. A wave of heat flushed Rukia in a moment of sudden euphoria, surprising her enough to pull away from the redhead impaling her from behind. But trying to pull away was easier said than done. Orihime was tugged along by Rukia’s abrupt movement, as if they were joined at the hip, or, more correctly it felt like, connected at the crotch.

Looking at her hands, Rukia realized something was up. Her fingers were no longer independent digits. They had fused together, looking like putty, slowly undulating, encroaching on her hands with indomitable purpose. Large veins had popped on her arms, pulsing together with her heartbeat. Looking back at Orihime, all she saw was a face of mischievous bliss.

“Orihime…” Rukia said, shook by how her body was changing. “What’s going on? I don’t feel right.” She could feel Orihime’s hands stroking the length of her back, applying pressure to places Orihime had never caressed before.

“You said you were up for anything, Rukia,” she responded between shallow gasps. “I’m just taking you up on it.”

“So you’re doing this to m-,” Rukia tried to ask, being interrupted by a glob of white liquid forcing its way out of her mouth.

Rukia’s hands had already been consumed by what used to be her hands. Her elbows were consumed in front of her eyes, more veins appearing all over her body. Even her legs were changing. Just like her fingers, her legs and thighs had melded together, their shape changing on their own, growing soft and saggy as they approached the form of their new purpose. Rukia’s head was throbbing more and more, stronger and stronger, as her transformation progressed. It started consuming her awareness, but it was not painful. It was oddly pleasant.

“W-what are you doing to me?” Rukia asked as tears started swelling in her eyes. “I can’t feel my arms or legs!” Her mouth was constantly dripping now. But Orihime seemed consumed in her own world of pleasure. As if ignorant to Rukia’s changes, she was panting wildly, stroking Rukia like she was a gargantuan cock.

“Oh God!” Orihime exclaimed breathlessly. “I didn’t think this would feel so good!” She needed to regain her breath again. “You’re going to make an excellent cock, Rukia!”

Suddenly, everything made sense to Rukia. The heartbeat she felt, her limbs and digits being absorbed into her body. Her and Orihime were connected, their flesh intertwined, Orihime’s heartbeat now Rukia’s heartbeat as Orihime gradually changed Rukia into her brand new cock. With the realization, Rukia could feel more significant changes washing over her. Her face stretched, neck expanded, torso warping into a cylindrical shape. She could no longer move her neck, her arms, her legs. She was at the mercy of Orihime’s hands, relentlessly shaping Rukia’s ever changing body. Her legs had all but fused together, and her arms were but stumps on what used to be her upper body, now nothing more than the shaft of Orihime’s giant cock. Her pert breasts had long been assimilated by her torso, tiny as they were compared to the redhead who had claimed her.

“I wanted to put you in your place for that cocky attitude of yours,” Orihime said. “Never imagined the place would be so fitting, though.” Rukia tried to respond, with all her might. Though whether she managed to utter any words was lost to her.

“This can’t be real…! I’m actually turning into a cock!” Pleasure washed over her in waves, making words lose all their meaning. All that remained constant in Rukia’s mind was a growing need, a previously unknown impulse. She instinctively knew what she needed. She was a cock. She needed to cum.

With explosive speed, the final changes befel Rukia. Her once slender legs morphed into massive scrotum between Orihime’s legs. They both felt it at the same time; massive testicles inside a tight sack, churning with cum, begging to release their potent load. Rukia’s torso, now a smooth shaft, adorned by massive veins, pulsing with desire. Rukia’s head, undergoing its final changes as it morphed into glossy glans, her eyes fusing shut, mouth opening into a drooling slit, connected all the way down to Orihime’s groin. For all the world, Rukia was gone, only a cock in her size remained, precum oozing constantly.

With a deft movement, Orihime lifted the Rukia-cock upwards and hugged it closely. The glans was radiating heat into her face. With a convulsion to her core, Orihime felt the floodgates open. What used to be Rukia’s body erupted in a fountain of cum, Orihime groaning in rapturous pleasure as the orgasm rocked her entire body.

“Oh God!” She exclaimed, as cum was spurting forth. “You feel so good Rukia!” Cum was coating the roof, the bed, the floor, Orihime’s body. A bottomless reservoir of cum had been released, each convulsion of her cock, each tightening of her scrotum, unleashing more and more from Orihime’s cock. Eventually, the stream subsided into a mere leak, Orihime collapsing on the bed, covered from head to toe in cum.

END

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However, before any of that could happen, Claire felt her butt strangely stuck to something. She threw off the blanket, and before she could wake up Jen, horror took the power out of her voice. Her butt was gone. It had sunk into Jen’s crotch, connecting the two at the hip. She tried to scream, but nothing but a pathetic whimper came out. She tried to kick her feet, but they had lost all power. Jen’s fingers were stroking her own pussy, not Claire’s. The horrifying sight made Claire even more lightheaded, and her arms lost all strength, making her fall back onto the bed.

That was when she felt it, how incredibly horny she felt all of a sudden, how her entire body throbbed with every heartbeat, how her body was changing. She could feel her body shrinking, slowly but surely, her legs losing their rigidity, her arms withering away. What used to be her legs had now fused together, and were merging with her lower body. Her arms were stuck to her body, slowly disappearing into her, her bones had melted away, leaving her entire upper body soft and malleable.

With what little strength Claire had left, she looked at the changes happening to her. Looking down to her legs, she finally realized what was happening. As the fused mass settled between Jen’s legs, it became increasingly clear what they’d turned into. A scrotum. A brand new scrotum, for Jen’s brand new cock. All happening while she was still fast asleep. The fear Clair felt as she realized she was turning into a penis between her childhood friend’s legs robbed her of all her will to resist, her will to scream, to wake Jen up. And with that, the transformation sped up.

Claire felt what used to be her legs settling into place, and two grapefruit-sized orbs falling into them. Her arms were gone, her tits too, both being absorbed into her soft upper body. She throbbed with every heartbeat, but it wasn’t her heartbeat, it was Jen’s. Every throb pumping her full of her friend’s blood, connecting the two even further. She could feel an alien openness inside her, as their inner organs connected. She was turning into a fleshy tube, her mouth the exhaust of whatever fluids Jen’s body produced. And her mouth started filling with those salty, viscous fluids. Drooling on the bed sheets, she also felt tears rolling down her face, having resigned herself to her fate.

Her body had shrunk significantly at this point, the top of her head barely reaching Jen’s chin. Pressing on her back was something soft and unfamiliar. Her upper body had lost all definition, and looked like nothing but a cockshaft now. But the new sensation of Jen’s blood coursing through her now made her feel tense, turgid. Her new body was erect, circumstances considering. Claire had lost all motor functions, and could only stare at the wall as her body changed, fused and connected with the sleeping girl behind her. Her body was readying itself for its new purpose, and as the foreskin behind her head lurched over her, she lost her sight too.

All that was left was a sleeping beauty, laying on her side, with an erect, 12 inch cock attached to her crotch. The foreskin on the cock rolled back, exposing the glans to the air, revealing no trace of the former identity of the thick organ. Suddenly, Jen’s body spasmed, her hips jerked forward, and her cock shot ropes of thick cum hitting the wall several feet away. But despite the intense orgasm, she didn’t wake up, and when it subsided, she rolled over and crawled beneath the blanket, continuing to sleep soundly.

END

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Marie’s entire back straightened out and gradually became more cylindrical, her neck widened, and skin started folding behind Marie’s head. Her arms shriveled away and slowly merged into what used to be the woman’s upper body. Cynthia could do nothing but stare as the woman attached to her groins gradually transformed. Tears were welling up in her eyes as Marie started resembling a cock more and more.

“Stop this! This isn’t what I wanted!” Cynthia exclaimed desperately, but the only response from Marie was gurgling, and sticky, white spittle from her mouth. The point where they were connected now looked completely like the base of a cock, the legs underneath Cynthia’s new shaft also transforming. They had fused together and formed a large sack in between Cynthia’s own legs. She could feel two melon sized orbs resting inside it.

With a gasp, Cynthia could suddenly feel herself connected to the new flesh on a new level. As their nervous systems connected and combined, as their tubing connected, granting what used to be Marie its new purpose, Cynthia could feel her entire body tremble as an entire body’s worth of lust poured into her. She could feel her new appendage engorge with her own blood, see what remained of Marie’s upper body smooth out, resembling nothing but a cock shaft now, and what appeared to be foreskin settle behind Marie’s still moaning head. Then the foreskin slowly lurcher over the still human head, muffling the moans, which quickly died down.

Tears were streaming down Cynthia’s face as she stared at the 30 inch cock attached to her. With every heartbeat, the cock pulsed, as it slowly lowered itself closer and closer to her face, until it stopped right in front of her eyes. Cynthia could feel the heat radiating off of it, could feel it begging to be touched.

“God damn it, Marie! Turn back!” Cynthia managed to stammer between her uncontrollable sobs, but the only response she got was the foreskin rolling back of its own accord, revealing an achingly sensitive cockhead the size of her own head, with no trace of the former woman. All that was left in the operating room was Cynthia, with a human sized cock attached to her groin.

The extreme lust that the transformation had brought with it made Cynthia delirious. Her eyes were almost rolling back. Out of sheer frustration, she lifted her head and started licking at the exposed glans. The salty taste of her own dick permeated her mouth, tears streamed down her face, and her cock grew tenser and tenser with every passing moment. With a sudden tensing of her scrotum, a massive jet of cum shot straight out of her, landing several meters away. Her entire body tensed and jerked with every ejaculation, making Cynthia scream out in pain and pleasure. As the cum came to a dribble, it started oozing onto her chest, but in her post-orgasm haze, Cynthia could do nothing but lay there, almost passed out.

END

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Suddenly, as if their bodies had turned intangible, the two girls’ clothes fell to the ground, whirling up the dust where they landed. An invisible force forced Lynn to her knees, facing away from May. First when she had processed what May wished for, did the violent force shock her. Lynn let out a harrowing scream as the invisible force pushed her towards the naked May, who was presenting her crotch for the metaphorical docking. Lynn clawed at the ground as tears once again welled up in her eyes, the gravity of the situation having dawned on her, yet her advance was not halted. The two meters between them was closed, and their bodies connected.

When they did, the two girls moaned in unison. Where their bodies met, an unfamiliar and indescribable heat started pulsating, turning both the girls on in an instant. Lynn could feel her body shift and quiver without her input, tears still running down her face. And she could still feel her body moving along the floor, though slower now. From May’s perspective, it seemed like Lynn’s butt had disappeared into her crotch, the seam between the two bodies completely gone. May’s complexion had started to spill over on the other girl, as tendrils of color started creeping up her back.

Lynn was drooling on the earthen floor. Or was it tears? She wasn’t sure anymore. She feared what would become of her, but she also feared the pleasure radiating through her body as her butt sank into the woman behind her. She could feel her legs lose their rigidity, turning into sprawling lumps of useless flesh. She could feel her back throbbing as her spine disappeared. She could feel her body shrink as her elbows slowly were not low enough to support her. Both Lynn and May were flush with color, both panting heavily as the bizarre change changed both their bodies.

Lynn’s legs shriveled up and merged, turning into a sack between May’s legs. Shortly after, Lynn felt two grapefruit-sized balls fall into the new piece of anatomy. She felt her body hollow out, as May’s body invaded her own, fusing their anatomy together, fusing their nervous systems together. Though far from having large enough hands, May had started stroking Lynn’s length as she was changing. Only her upper body was still relatively unchanged, the rest having turned into cock. May’s cock. And that was soon to change, too.

As May’s deft hands stimulated Lynn’s increasingly sensitive body, Lynn could feel May’s blood pump into her, making her body stiff and rigid. Her tits sunk into her chest, nipples disappearing, replaced by the smooth skin of her new owner. Her arms, too, lost their purpose, and slowly disappeared into what used to be her body. Lynn’s mouth filled with a salty, viscous fluid, the very thought of what it might be made her sick. It leaked from her mouth, as if someone failed to close a faucet properly.

All that remained of Lynn was her head, leaking precum, fresh from the balls that had used to be her legs, and tears from her eyes. She was indistinguishable from a cock from the neck down, foreskin looming ever so threateningly behind her, and her cock body standing turgidly at attention. As the foreskin started closing over her head, she tried to utter her last words.

“I don’t want to be a cock,” but nothing but a sloppy, garbled mess escaped her mouth, as droplets of precum fell from it. At that moment, the foreskin enveloped her head completely.

Only May remained in the cave, now with an 12 inch long cock attached to her crotch, bending ever so slightly upwards, head covered by foreskin. Her breathing was heavy and laboured. She grabbed her cock, but wasn’t even nearly able to reach around it.

“You turned into such a wonderful cock, Lynn! Finally you’re good for something,” she said, mockingly, pulling the foreskin back to reveal an achingly sensitive cockhead, devoid of any of Lynn’s features, matching the color of her nipples. She traced the glans’ ridge, shuddering at the new and alluring sensation.

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Pub: 22 Mar 2023 21:56 UTC
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