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Moth to a Flame - Early Access (Tg)
🕑 Added 2026-01-04 17:00:15 +0000 UTCAs you entered the old, rundown manor, you winced as the door creaked. The wood making up the walls of the place groaned in the wind, putting your hair on end. A light on the other side of the foyer caught your eye, drawing you in. You walked across the rotted floorboards, trying your best not to make them squeak. As you grabbed the knob to open the door, a jolt ran up your spine, causing your entire body to convulse. Your hand stayed on the handle as the electricity forced your muscles to contract. The pain ended as you passed out, your vision fading to black.
You awoke with a start, sitting up and banging your head on the top of something. "Good morning," a male voice said from somewhere in the room. The grogginess cleared from your eyes, letting you see a man standing on the other side of the bars. You tried to speak, but nothing came out, your voice seemingly gone without a trace. "Now now," the man said, leaning in close to the cage, "You did a bad thing, trespassing on my property. But I'm sure you'll enjoy being in my collection, even if you don't deserve to be." As fast as lightning, the man leapt forward, grabbing your arms and injecting something into them with a syringe. You jumped back, too late to stop him, feeling as if whatever was in your body started to work.
You felt a terrible pressure start to build in your body. Not just bloated, but an all-encompassing feeling like you were a balloon. You started to shrink, not just a few inches but feet, reducing you to mere inches standing in a pile of clothing. You fought your way out of the fabric caves, breaching the surface to find your body further changed. You were never the most fit man, but now most of the fat on your gut has been redistributed around your body. You could feel it flowing throughout your body, collecting in your chest and hips. A resonating crack echoed in your cage as your hips grew wide, the very bones reshaping to allow more and more fat to pack onto your legs and thighs, giving you an irresistible silhouette. Your waist and shoulders caved in, contrasting your generous lower half to give you a feminine appeal. You fell to the ground as your chest started to grow, flooding with soft, doughy flesh. You watched in horror as tits inflated on your body, hanging freely in the air as they kept expanding.
"Delightful," the man said, now many times your size, "But you're not done yet, my dear." Your arms and legs started to tingle, a deep itch brimming from their core. You watched in shock as they became not hairy, but furry. You felt them in your hands as your fingers hardened, unexpectantly enjoying the sensation of the fine fluff coating your limbs. The fur came up to mid-thigh, another patch forming over your pelvis as if it were underwear. Strange information overtook your mind as you gained new, indescribable senses, courtesy of the antennae poking out through your long, tan hair. You felt the skin on your back tear as a pair of wings formed, connected to your back. Looking at the pattern and colors of them, you knew they were definitely those of a moth. This man had turned you into some busty moth-girl hybrid and spoke of keeping you in his collection.
"Such beauty," the man said as he opened the cage, a pair of tweezers entering to grab you, "I must get you to the others before you fly away." You tried to flutter your wings, a feeble attempt, as your mind was unprepared to control new limbs. He gingerly picked you up, cupping his hand underneath in case you fell. "I'm going to take great care of you," he softly spoke, carrying you through the house and to a large room labeled 'Insectarium.' He opened the door to reveal what looked like a jungle, filled to the brim with insects. You squinted at the bugs around the room, realizing they were women hybrids, just like you. "Go," the man said, tossing you gently into the air. Instincts took over, and you flapped your wings, fluttering to a spot among other moth women. "You're home now," he said before closing the door, leaving you behind.
