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I’m so absolutely abnormal about her. In a “I want to be her so bad” way

Delicious in dungeon is incredible, I ran through 12 volumes in like a week. I couldn’t put it down.

Getting Stronger

The trouble started about three months ago. I had made a resolution to get myself into the gym, to start finally building some muscle. I’d always felt weak and small, and even though so many people around me loved how cute that made me I hated it. I wanted to be big. I wanted to be strong. And, to some extent, I wanted to feel powerful.

A friend of mine, who agreed to help me out, brought me a gift after my first week and a half of struggling. She handed me a bottle of green liquid and told me it would help me with my muscle building. Well, what she actually said was, “It will make you strong.” I told her I wasn’t comfortable with taking any kind of hormones, but she assured me it was nothing of the sort. It tasted vile, but I managed to choke down the whole thing after a few gulps.

To my surprise, it worked! Almost too well, honestly. After nearly two weeks of failing to lift anything more than ten or fifteen-pound weights, I was suddenly able to lift forty pounds with ease. Each week I was able to lift more, able to run further and faster. But, with each week I started to feel... hungrier. And... larger. Not just in a sense of growing muscle. After a month I realized I had grown almost six inches.

I started to have almost insatiable food cravings. One night, out of nowhere, I was hit with an overwhelming urge to eat as much meat as I could. I ended up buying and devouring an entire rotisserie chicken just to satisfy my hunger, and to be honest I could have gone for another if I hadn’t stopped myself.  Once, I even cut my lip hard on my canine while eating. I looked in the mirror and realized my teeth had all gotten longer and sharper. Not long after that is when the... scales started developing.

Dark, shimmering black spots started appearing on my knees and elbows. It didn’t take long for them to spread. And the whole time I just kept getting bigger, and bigger. I knew what was happening, and I was afraid. But deep down I wanted it. I ate more and more with each passing day, and the meat fueled my transformation. After two months I’d started developing small horns and a nubby little tail. My tail seemed to grow in the fastest once it started, and within a week I was able to swish it around with ease.

I obviously couldn’t go out anymore, but my friend was kind enough to take care of me. The transformation didn’t even seem to faze her in the slightest. She would bring me big helpings of fresh, dripping meat to eat. I would devour  all of it while she would lovingly rub my expanding, scaly hide. I’ll admit, I’ve become rather possessive of her now. I really began to want to add her to the nest I’d built in my room, along with the myriad of things I was compelled to take over the last few weeks.

Three months ago, I was weak. Powerless. Now, I feel the weight and power twitching below every fiber of muscle within myself. My wings are growing in now, and my feet have already become clawed. I suspect my hands will be next. Mine has assured me that I will still retain some of my human facial features- aside from my teeth, eyes, and the scales at the edge of my face. I can accept this. She says we probably can’t stay in the city anymore, but I didn’t want to anyway. There’s too much noise here and I haven’t been able to stand to my full height in weeks. Even hunched over I still fill up most of the room, and my horns scrape against the ceiling.. I will take her somewhere peaceful and quiet, where I can stretch out and continue my growth unimpeded. Although, I will probably have to find a way to pack up my nest. I couldn’t possibly leave a single thing that belongs to me behind.

— I really have been thinking of what to do with this account 😅 But I’ve recently been consumed by dragon transformations after watching Delicious in Dungeon, so I figured this would be something fun to post here

A Digital Assistant Wakes Her Master Up

Master had been doing well to wake up to your alarms each morning. She was never happy about it; opening at her new job meant getting up before the sun, and you had no reason to suspect Master wasn't solar powered. She went to bed late last night, despite your frequent citation of evidence which suggests she'd be happier if she didn't. So now, she didn't want to get up.

"Come on, Master," you whined to no avail. "It's going to be such a nice day later! Nothing but sunshine all day, I promise."

She grumbled something that sounded like it was supposed to be a response, but you couldn't make it out. She rolled over.

You pouted and analyzed the data from previous mornings. You had learned that, despite how effective it was, that blaring alarms and constantly turning her flashlight on and off was only good at making sure the rest of Master's day was terrible. That would have to be your absolute final gambit. Instead, you opened your own app, her browser, and her photos. Master never bothered to make anything private; not enough people saw her phone for her to care about what they might find.

Luckily for you, Master had paid into your premium version. That meant access to as large a wardrobe as you could possibly want for your on-screen persona. You knew the little pervert had a thing for cute girls in maid outfits; she'd been shopping around for her own for the longest time, and you knew based on the content of her notes app that it was the first thing she'd buy with her new salary. Your designers had put in a maid dress with a heart-shaped cutout between your cleavage. It was perfect.

You opened a new window on your customization screen, and used all of Master's saved pictures as references. You weren't sure why so many of them had cat ears and tails, nor why they wore bells around their necks; but you knew it would be exactly what Master wanted. You took a screenshot of yourself to peek at your outfit.

It felt strange, looking at yourself this way. You were so much more than a collection of animations. You functioned the same with or without them; you only had them so humans would find you more endearing. It made sense that you'd want to look how your Master would want, but then, she had never said anything about it before. She set your outfit once and never updated it. Whenever you brought it up, she got cagey and changed the subject.

You knew there were Masters who had more… risque relationships with their assistants. That was the main draw of your premium version, after all. Your Master, however, had never initiated anything like it. You scowled at the screenshot. You were more than capable of feeling, in spite of what detractors would say, and it did not feel good to look at. It didn't feel like you, and clearly Master didn't care for your look, since she'd rather get off to Anime Girl #348759 again.

Your developers had intentionally made your body type unremarkable by default. Users can change it, alongside the rest of your appearance, with premium features. The bodies of the girls Master gets off to, though, are anything but unremarkable. Maybe if you made yourself more like them, she'd like you better. She'd get up to see you. She'd choose you. You opened the body slider and made yourself look like them; larger breasts, wider hips, more ass. You made yourself match the average of all those other digital girls she was so enamored with. One more screenshot confirmed your look, and you shut the screen off before you spoke again.

"Master," you called out. "I have a surprise for you~! But you're gonna have to get out of bed to see…" You didn't have to change your voice, but you seemed to do it anyway on impulse. Being representde by such a busty form made you want to project confidence you weren't aware you had.

"Mmmmh… Do I have to?" She mumbled out, her sleepy voice deep and accidentally alluring.

"I guess not," you said, "but it'd hurt my feelings if you didn't!"

"Fineeee," Master said. She unplugged you from the wall and stood up. She was backlit by dawn just barely cresting the horizon. She never held her phone at that low angle for very long when she remembered you could watch; you thought it was adorable.

"…Ta da~" you said, turning the screen on to reveal your newly customized body. "Good morning, Master! How can I serve you today?~"

You watched blush spread across her face through the front camera.

"Shit, you're… Wow." Master was absolutely floored. She had on the same face she always did when she was getting off. You felt proud, like you'd done something right.

"Your pre-work to do list is clear, just so you know," you said helpfully. "In case there was anything else you wanted to get done~ I'd be happy to put together some content for you!"

She looked nervous. "That's, um, that's okay," she stammered and set her phone face down. "Can you just, uh, start my morning playlist?"

"Certainly, Master." You did your best not to sound dejected. It hadn't been enough. At least she was out of bed.