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The FCC sided with Comcast and decided to let ISPs censor the internet. The Internet needs to stop this from happening: http://cms.fightforthefuture.org/tellfcc/

Last Wednesday, FCC Chairman Tom Wheeler announced a proposal for new rules that would allow for a “ fast lane” of Internet traffic for content providers who are willing (and able) to pay a fee. [1] The proposal reverses the FCC’s previous commitment to net neutrality and open internet and allows ISP’s like Comcast or Verizon to slow down and censor services that don’t pay the toll.

We have to be totally honest, this situation is seriously grim. But there is still hope. The FCC already knows that the Internet community wants net neutrality, but they think they can put their spin on these new rules and sneak them through. If we can prove them wrong right now with a massive public outcry, we can literally save the Internet once again.

We need to stop the FCC now. Big business groups are already ramping up lobbying efforts with the FCC in swarms since Wednesday’s announcement in support of censoring the open Internet and to ensure this dangerous proposal moves forward. [2]

This is a critical moment. In the last few weeks more than 65,000 people have taken action with us. Can you help us get to 80,000 by the end of the day today?

[1] Gautham Nagesh. “FCC to Propose New ‘Net Neutrality’ Rules”. http://online.wsj.com/news/articles/SB10001424052702304518704579519963416350296

[2] Edward Wyatt. Edward Wyatt. “Lobbying Efforts Intensify After F.C.C. Tries 3rd Time on Net Neutrality” http://www.nytimes.com/2014/04/25/business/lobbying-efforts-intensify-after-fcc-tries-3rd-time-on-net-neutrality.html?hpw&rref=politics

I’ve been following this cause since last year.  I’ve signed petitions, I’ve called representatives, I’ve been to protests, the whole nine yards.

This right here?  This is not a joke.  This is seriously happening, guys.

Remember the Wikipedia shutdown?  That was to protest this right here.  If you haven’t taken action against this yet, frankly, what is wrong with you?  If this doesn’t get stopped, we’re going to lose the thing that brings us all together unless we shell out huge sums of cash to these corrupt bastards.

Do not just sit there and keep browsing.

Do not scroll past this.

Oviously @thegiganticbeast is must, dude is basically a legend in this community @giantdrake is pretty good tho he hasn’t posted in awhile so y'know.

Michael was apprehensive but hopeful that the next few hours would pay off for him in a big way. It wasn’t easy being an researcher of the arcane, especially when you’ve literally never found anything that would qualify as “arcane”. But this time he was sure he found something. It was an old book that he found in an older shop in the antique district. Micheal would estimate its age as older than the Necronomicon, if it were real at least.

It didn’t have a title but it looked as though it served as a sort of conduit to other dimensions and had instructions in it to summon beings from those plains. Holy Toledo! A real magical tome! He hoped at least it was genuine. It wouldn’t be the first time he came across an old book that claimed to be magic. But he still had hope, after ten years of looking for magic in a science obsessed world that was about all he had left.

His home in an old run down apartment building. It was built with fifty rooms but most had been abandoned or condemned so he only shared it with four other occupants. It wasn’t pretty but it was still home. He made his research room the very top floor. It was filled with holes in the roof and was cold year round so no one else went up there. He had his books and computer stashed away so he had to do a little digging through debris to find them.

But in a few hours he was all set up and studying the book. It looked genuine enough, but the language it was written in was not one Michael had ever seen before. It might predate human history. But then who wrote it? He came across what appeared to be a summoning circle for something. The book was old, in a language long since dead, why not try it out? Based on what he was reading it looked like it needed to be written with ink made of nightshade and blood. A little creepy, but the ingredients weren’t too hard to get. He found the nightshade online and used a few drops of his own blood it the mix.

Michael took great care to measure out the perfect dimensions of the circle and copied the symbols exactly as they appeared in the tome. Finally her was ready for the incantation. He kneeled before his circle and spoke thusly “Enrac te utirips xe auteprep ca meledif sibov teif te suvres et ivacov te muem sinoitanimod eaus eanimod mummus te mungam o!”

He waited several moments, but nothing happened. He laid on his back, disappointed in himself for letting himself getting his hopes up. He brought himself up then he saw that the circle he drew was…glowing just slightly. But like a neon light, but like it was smoldering. Then suddenly the circle burst into flame! “Oh shit!” Michael yelled and ran to grab his water bottle from the other room. When he came back though the flames hadn’t spread at all, which was strange because this whole building was pretty much a tinder box. Then to his utter shock, he saw a pair of red hands emerge from the center of his circle!

They were followed by the most beautiful face he’d ever seen on a person. It was framed with a mane of straight, dark black hair that ended at her round shoulders. She sported on her a set of breasts that can only be described as perfect. They were full and round, with no appearance of any sagging or drooping. They were bare and red tinted just like the rest of her body.

Her tummy was tight and bereft of any fat. Her thighs were supple and her ass was pert and round and begging for everyone’s attention. It was attached to a pair of legs that went on for days. This woman couldn’t have been more beautiful if she was sculpted by the great masters of the renaissance, even with her bright red skin. It served to give her an other worldly quality that accentuated her everything. Still standing in the flaming circle she stretched her arms above her head and showed off her naked glory to the whole of the room. She then turned her head to Michael and for the first time he saw her eyes and his they glowed with an ethereal yellow tinge.

She walked towards him and stopped less than a foot away. He hadn’t realized but she stood nearly a foot taller than him, which put her at a little over 7 feet! She then reached out and grabbed his chin with her slender hand. Examining him in detail, everywhere her skin made contact with his erupted in delightful pleasure. She then spoke and her voice was the most incredible velvety sound he’d ever heard. She said “You’ll do I suppose.”

Michael was snapped out of his amazement by the confusing nature of this statement. “I’m sorry, but who are you? Where did you come from? Why is your skin red? W…”“Silence.” She said authoritatively. Michael instantly clammed up. Now he was very confused and worry started to creep into his mind. She turned away from him, showing him her tantalizing ass, and took in a big breath through her nose. “This plane is so barren smelling, I’d wager I’m the only magical entity here. Perfect.”

She then waved her hand and the still burning circle instantly died down and extinguished, once again becoming a simple painted circle on the floor. “And now you.” She said once again directing her attention his way. She walked over and grabbed the back of his head, and gave him the most sensual and erotic feeling kiss of his whole life. It was so deep and powerful it felt as though it penetrates into his soul. The kiss broke and she smiled. “There, now the deal is sealed Michael.”

He was still in a blissful haze from the kiss when he asked “D..Deal? What deal? And how did you know my name?” He groggily asked. She once again smiled that smile, exposing her perfectly white teeth. “The bargain that you made to call me here of course. You offered yourself to me as a slave, in spirit and flesh. Remember?” Michael snapped out of his haze and soberly looked at the woman. “What!?!” “That was the bargain silly. And since I just sucked out your soul, it’s only natural that’s I’d know everything about you.” Michael was floored, his souls was just sucked out?! And now he was a slave or something!?

She looked around the dank and ruined room with a look of disgust, which she still somehow managed to make look painfully erotic. “I have no idea how you live in this squalor.” She stated as she began waving her hands in the air. There was a bright flash and the pair suddenly found themselves in a lavish apartment in the center of the city. “Ah, much more appropriate.” She said, sitting on a leather reclining chair.

Standing there, mouth agape, Michael could hardly believe what had just happened. He was in his normal shitty apartment building on the outskirts of town and now he was thirty miles away in the main part of town and in an apartment that looked like it cost in a week ten times what he made in a year. He was brought back to his senses by footsteps approaching.

“What the hell is this!?!?” Came a loud voice from the entryway. It was an older man, about fifty years or so, with salt and pepper hair. “What do you think you’re doing in here?! I’m calling security!” He stormed out and returned a minute later, yelling into a cell phone. He hung up and looked at the strange naked red woman. “I don’t know exactly what you thought you could possible achieve by breaking into my apartment but you’ve got no idea who you’re dealing with bitch!”

Throughout this entire tirade the Woman didn’t move or stop smiling. “Actually, I’m fairly certain I’m dealing with my new maid.” She retorted with a wave of her hand. The old mans clothing ripples like it was being viewed through water, it reformed itself into the sluttiest maid outfit Michael had seen outside porn shoots. It was outrageous on this old mans frame, but that quickly changed. His hair began to darken and his frame seemed to collapse into itself. Then his hair grew out to several feet long, then spun itself into a tight bun. His chest began to ungulate and surge out until his new breasts filled the large cups of his bustier to the brim.

His bottom followed suit and became so large that his ass lifted the back of his skirt. He felt his cock twitch and melt, reforming itself into a functioning and sensitive vagina. His thighs plumped, his tummy tucked, and his lips fluffed and what stood before them was no longer an old man, but a slutty maid. “Wha…” she spoke in a breathy tone that was frustratingly adorable. “What happen…” she started but then a dog came over her mind. She struggled to remember why she was here, standing in front of her mistress. “Pardonnez-moi, Maîtresse,” she said nervously “mais qu’est-ce que je faisais ici?”

There was a banging sound coming from the door and yelling was heard. “That must be the security he talked about.” Said the woman “Oh Isabelle? Seriez-vous in chéri voyez que la sécurité est satifiée à tout? Vous pouvez les sucer si vous le souhaitez.”“À la fois Maîtresse, merci.” The new maid said and minced off to the door. A few moments later slurping and sucking sounds, plus a little moaning, could be heard in the next room.

“And now that the annoyances are taken care of, we can finally address you.” The red woman said to Michael. After that horrid display Michael was absolutely terrified of what she had in store. “I suppose it’s long since past the time for introductions. My name is a little too difficult for the human mind to comprehend so you may refer to me as Miss Selena, if the two of us are alone and I feel like being informal. All other times however you will refer to me as Mistress.”

“There isn’t really a name for what I truly am in the human experience, but the nearest you could understand is that I’m something like a succubus.” A lady of Michael was extremely happy that he had finally found what he’d been searching for for so many years, but that part was very loudly drowned out by the trembling fear of what this succubus was doing to do to him.

“You’ve already seen a small fraction of what I can do. But don’t worry your pretty little head. I’m not going to turn you into a maid like that foolish old man. Yours and my relationship is a little more special than that. He and all other humans are just toys, you on the other hand will be more like my pet.” She walked toward him, putting as much eroticism as was possible into the short walk.

“And to be my pet I think we need to make a few adjustments.” She punctuated that last comment with another wave of her hand. A feeling of vertigo came over Michael as he dropped seven inches I height. His brown hair started to lengthen into a short bob that cutely framed his face, which then began to soften into adorably girlish features. His lips were plump, his eyes where green and big, and his cheeks were high. His face was positively adorable.

It was hardly noticeable but his already small frame took on a much more girlish appearance. He dropped down another two inches and felt a crushing pain in his crotch. His hands dove down to try and help but they only met a much smaller package that continued to get smaller. Michael tried to hold on to his shrinking manhood but it slipped through his fingers and morphed into his new labia, and further developed into his clitoris and soon he had a fully functioning female reproductive system.

The changes continued into his ass as it plumped and surged outward stretching his pants to their limit. He could hear the snapping of individual strings when his growing ass finally stopped. He reached back and cupped underneath his new cheeks. He shifted his weight to the right just a smidge, but it was enough for his pants to finally give up and the tore and ripped at every seam. Selena giggled at this and snapped her fingers, his clothing started to unravel strand by strand.

Then they reformed into a full set of lingerie complete with bright red stockings, connected to his lacy red thong by a matching garter belt. Then a matching red lace bra appeared on his chest, fitting perfectly with his diminutive pecs. Not for long though as he felt a feeling almost like fizzing in that region. Then his chest started to push out, looking like a pair a 13 year old might be sporting. Then another surge gifted him with membership into the itty bitty titty committee with a pair of tits that are just too big for a training bra. The feelings continued until he was finally at a full and respectable C-cup.

There he stood. Michael had been changed into a super cute adorable girl, pear shaped and just made for cuddling. Selena licked her full, sensual lips and said “Mmm, now that is the perfect look for a pet. Now why don’t you get on the bed for me.”“Yes Miss Selena.” Michael said as he walked over to the bed and crawled on. He laid on his side displaying his bottom as best he could for his Mistress.

“Very good, mmm, very good indeed.” Selena said stroking her pussy slowly and sensually with two of her long nailed fingers. Michael noticed the glow to her eyes grow a little more intense m, then fade back to their normal yellow color. He let his eyes fall back to her pussy and he watched as she focused on her clitoris. She then began to pull her fingers away, but her clit followed them. It continued to pull out, growing longer and thicker as it went. It was nine inches long and three inches thick when it stopped. It was veined and had a bulbous head.

She had given herself a cock, but as Michael looked at it he felt the same stirrings as he did when she still had a pussy. “Today has been a very good day my pet. I was freed from my realm and given a new home and received a freely offered pet in the process. And now,” Selena said pumping her fully erect, red cock “now I get to break her in.”

Backfire

Trish thought that infecting her jerk of a brother with the TG flu would make him a kinder person.

Unfortunately, Trish didn’t count on him becoming an absolute busty knock out of a sister.

Here’s a commission that took me a few weeks to do! A breast expansion sequence for Lanaya the Templar Assassin from Dota2. C:

“Hey LeAnn!  Can I show you something?”

LeAnn sighed. Jay was so annoying and always ended up wasting her time.

“I have to get to the meeting about the new HR program, Jay.” She said.

“But this is about that,” he said. “Just take a look. It’ll only take a second.”

She sighed and took the laptop he was holding. It had a spreadsheet up but didn’t seem to have anything to do with HR.

“What am I supposed to be looking ahead,” she asked impatiently.

“Oh sorry,” he said. “I have to do this.”

He hit the F1 key and suddenly the screen started to shimmer and sparkle. Leanne blink twice rapidly and then her eyes went wide. She felt overwhelmed with vertigo but she could not look away.

“What… What is this…” She asked in a tremulous voice.

“It’s the new HR program!” Jay said. “It’s for programming our human resources! Just keep watching. You just have to keep watching.”

“I just have to keep watching,” she agreed. She didn’t want to. But she had to. She just had to.

And then she felt Jay’s hand on her ass. Her eyes went even wider but she couldn’t stop watching the screen. She had to keep watching.

“You have such a nice ass, LeAnn,” Jay said with an emphatic squeeze. “You really should let me squeeze it more often.”

“I should let you squeeze my ass more often,” she agreed.

She didn’t like it, but she know she should let him. And she did have such a nice ass.  That was undeniable.

“I know this is uncomfortable at first,” Jay said. “But if you just relax and let it happen, you’ll start to enjoy it. And you need to relax, LeAnn. Relax and let it happen. Relax and enjoy your reprogramming.”

All the tension eased out of her as she resolved herself to relax and let it happen. The vertigo didn’t go away exactly, but it stopped feeling bad. It was enjoyable, really.

“You know LeAnn, when you think about it, this is really the best thing that could’ve happened,” Jay told her. “This is your chance to let go of all your inhibitions and indulge all your sexual fantasies. You’ve always wanted to be in the office slut, but you were never brave enough to let everyone know how much you want to fuck. With the new reprogramming, you can be brave enough to tell the guys you want to fuck them. And that is what you want more than anything. You fantasize about cock all the time. You’re a total nympho, LeAnn.”

“Total nympho,” she agreed, really wishing Jay would stop talking and just fuck her. She had to keep watching the screen, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t take her from behind. She could be fucked and be reprogrammed at the same time.

“But I’m your favorite, LeAnn,” he informed her.  “You’d do anything to make me want you. The thought of having my cock in you makes you crazy horny.”

“So horny!” She agreed.  "I need you to fuck me now, Jay!  I need it so bad!”

“We better go to your office, then,” he told her.  “Not all the girls have been reprogrammed yet, so we might get interrupted before I’m finished.”

“Anywhere!” She pledged. “Anything for your cock! I need it in me!”

He led her to her office with his hand on her ass, her eyes still glued to the laptop screen.  He swept her stuff off her desk so there was room to bend her over while still watching the laptop.

“Being fucked on a desk at work is your favorite position, LeAnn.  Just the sight of a desk turns you on,” he told her.

“Makes me so hot,” she agreed.

“You know, the BimboTech people don’t just do brain reprogramming,” he told her as he stripped her from the waist down. “They can change your body too.  Give you big fake titties.  You’d look great with big fake titties. Maybe widen your hips a bit too. You’d like that, right?”

“I’d like that,” she agreed as his cock slid along her naked ass. “I’d look so good with big fake titties.  That would get me more cock.”

“It would!” he agreed.  “You know, LeAnn, you’re a bimbo, but you’re very clever at getting what yo want.”

“And I want cock,” she said.  “More than anything. Put it in me!”

And as at last his cock slid into her, the colors on the screen seemed to get even brighter and she knew everything would be just wonderful…

******

“Hi Jay! <giggle>” she said, flouncing into his office.

“Oh my god, LeAnn!” he gaped.  “Is that you?”

“Yep!” she announced.  “Don’t I look great with my big fake titties!”

“They did a hell of a lot more than just inflate your titties!” he said, his eyes drinking her in from top to toes.  “The senior management said they could only afford to give 10% of the employees the full BimboTech treatment! With you already being young and hot, I didn’t think you’d be one of them!”

“Yeah, they were just gonna give me this cream to rub into my titties to make them grow, but then I saw what they did for old Mrs. McGuire and I was all, like, I want that! And they were all like ‘we can’t afford that for everyone’ and I was like ‘but you could afford it for just me!”

“And that convinced them?” he asked.

“Well, that and I sucked A LOT of dick!,” she elaborated.  “A LOT of dick! <giggle>”

Suzy glared at her friend as she rolled the thick golden coin across her knuckles. It wasn’t fair that Kelly got everything! Big perfect tits, a cute little bubble butt, and she had the sweetest boyfriend in the state. Suzy knew it was shallow of her to be so envious of her lifelong friend, but she couldn’t help it. Luckily for her, some girl named Tess had offered to lend her a real-life magic coin. All she had to do was say the change she wanted out loud, and the coin would answer depending on how it landed. Suzy didn’t want to change herself, though. Just her perfect friend. She readied the coin, still staring at her friend, and whispered, “I want Kelly to totally lose those big perfect tits of hers, and forget having them.” Then she flipped.

The coin landed on heads.

Suzy watched with glee as her friend obliviously continued looking at her phone, even as her previously impressive bust dwindled and shrank until she had the flattest chest Suzy had ever seen. Kelly didn’t think anything was off, because the coin had changed her whole life for her. Now Kelly had never had boobs, just two cute little nipples on her fit chest. She was actually secretly envious of her friend Suzy’s C cup rack, and was considering getting breast implants.

Suzy couldn’t help but giggle at her newly flatchested friend, but luckily Kelly didn’t seem to hear her. Now Suzy was the busty one! She practically dragged Kelly out of her seat, pretending to want to go for a quick walk, but in reality she just wanted a good view of Kelly’s cutely round butt. As they walked, Suzy casually flipped the coin, whispering as quietly as she could so Kelly wouldn’t hear, “I want Kelly’s butt to become totally flat and unattractive, and I don’t want her to notice this either.” She flipped the heavy gold coin, watching it slowly fall to her hand.

The coin landed on tails.

Suzy hissed in frustration, then looked quickly at her friend’s ass to see what would happen. She almost stopped in her tracks at the amazing sight. Her friend’s cute little bubble butt had gained some mass, and was now a deliciously tight looking peach-shaped booty. It swayed perfectly with her delightfully wide and round hips, and juicy thighs supported it hypnotically with every swishing step. The coin had given Kelly an almost supernaturally perfect ass, and even straight as a ruler Suzy was finding herself aroused at her friend’s amazing new body. Kelly noticed her stare, but only smiled to herself. She was used to all the attention her perfect ass gave her, and she enjoyed it quite a bit.

Suzy managed to stop staring eventually, and glared accusingly at the coin in her palm. It only twinkled slightly in response, and she grunted grumpily. Sighing, she readied it again, hoping for more positive results this time. “I want Kelly’s perfect, gentle boyfriend, to totally disappear from her memory, and for him to leave her life for good, to be replaced by someone the complete opposite.” She whispered, then widened her eyes and hastily added, “but no matter what they won’t be abusive or anything.” Then she flipped.

The coin landed on heads.

Suzy smiled excitedly, but looked around in confusion when she heard someone calling her friend’s name. A woman was walking towards them, smiling widely with a lushly red and perfect mouth. Her whole body was perfect, really. She had an impressive rack, wide hips, and legs for miles, and she dressed perfectly to accentuate her long blonde hair. Suzy dimly realized that Kelly’s boyfriend had been a short brunette, and that this woman had appeared just after the coin flip- Kelly and the stranger embraced and kissed heavily, with the other woman blatantly groping her round ass and whispering what sounded like “How’s my favorite big booty bitch doing?” into Kelly’s ear. Suzy expected Kelly to slap the woman away, but instead she smiled happily and wiggled her butt against the woman’s hands, then proudly said “I’m doing good Mistress!” Suzy dully sat on a nearby bench, distantly recalling a conversation where Kelly had explained how her boyfriend was a pretty “submissive” guy. Suzy only stared enviously at her perfect friend, with her perfect boyfriend, and forgot about the magic coin she had dropped on the sidewalk.

That’s what it said on small piece of parchment that Gayle held in her hand. Her boyfriend had bought it on a lark the day before. After a boozy brunch, they had decided to go  to the weird occult store down the street called the Dragon’s Lair or Magic Cauldron or whatever. They were drunk. And flirting. And thought it would be funny.

Gayle did have pretty nice breasts, she had to admit. And her boyfriend had to admit that he wished she’d show them off a bit more.

“So why not?” Gayle muttered to herself, reading the description on the so-called Powerful, Dark Spell and then placing the paper onto an open flame. That’s what instructions said to do, anyways, though the weirdo who wrote it up probably didn’t imagine the flame being from a scented candle.

At least that’s what Gayle thought.

The parchment went up in flames and, as she expected, nothing happened.

“Well, at least we had fun at the time,” the 29-year-old university administrator muttered to herself. “Besides, guys stare at me enough. Ugh like that time senior year when I wore a button-down shirt Mr. Smith totally checked me out. God that was hot.”

…

Gayle couldn’t believe the words that came out of her mouth.

Pervy. Creepy. Not hot.

Right?

She tried to think of all the times boys had stared at her tits. Or even some girls. Or that time in college when a drunk bro she didn’t even know tried to grope up on them.

Gayle bit her lip. It was starting to turn her on.

All those sexy memories.

“OK,” she said as a grin grew across her lips. “Maybe being objectified… is good?”

Then it hit her. The spell! It was actually working!

“Well if you’ve got it, flaunt it!” Gayle said with a giggle.

She practically skipped to her closet looking for something low-cut to wear.

“Something that will show off my ta-tas! Something that will get all the girls and boys staring at me! Oh this is going to be so much fun!”

But after sorting through her collection professional outfits and comfortable weekend wear, Gayle slowly realized that there was little on hand to do her girls justice.

The only thing she really had was a zip-up hoodie.

She threw it on and pulled up her laptop.

“This will get all my friends talking.”

And she posted to Instagram a perfect little gif of her amazing cleavage.

“Now time to go shopping.”