The only thing differentiating it from a regular Shy Guy mask was the apparent pink lipstick on the mouth hole. Without giving it further thought, Marth promptly brought the mask up and placed it against his face. It seemed like a harmless enough idea at first. Marth had seen plenty of Shy Guys and Shy Gals before, all of which looked innocuous enough.
Plus, what could go wrong with simply trying a cute, white mask? By this point, there was no more Marth anymore. I-Is everything ok? More drops of latex slithered down onto his shoes as well, slowly building them up into a pair of thigh high, latex high heels. His ass bubbled forth with mass, his hips growing wider as his legs thickened and fattened into girthy thighs. Body shifting into a perfect, hourglass figure, Marth started looking less like a proud prince of Atlea and more like your common, street wench.
A part of Roy felt intrigued by the figure he saw. It was a rescue that would never come, because in just a couple of seconds, Roy was already face to face with the Blue Shy Gal. Roy did not present as much resistance as Marth, however.
Any sense of individuality was promptly deleted from his mind. He belonged not to himself, but to the collective. Fulfilling the wills of his mask was his one and only purpose.
Servicing the goals of Shy Gals was the only thing that brough him joy. Two brilliant, pink dots shone from within the eyeholes of the mask, its pink lips taking a fierce shade of orange. Roy was no more, and in his place rose Shy Gal Orange, who was more than proud to bear such a moniker. Standing upright with a confident posture, the newly transformed boy panted happily as the orange globs of latex slid down his boyish form. Though his changes were far from over….
And nevertheless, Shy Gal Orange carried them with pride. What was left was an absolute bombshell of a boy. A huge ass that wiggled with his every breath, two pair of voluptuous breasts which threatened to spill from his clothes at any second, and a shapely, feminine figure that was to kill for. With this process of unification complete, the two Shygal drones came closer, eagerly pressing their bodies together in a victorious and ecstatic manner. Their fat, heaving breasts smooshed against each other, their shiny latex corset squeaking brightly whilst their bulges lovingly made out.
But their job was far from done. Far in the corner of the room, another promising Shygal convert found himself ducked into a box, flinging items randomly. This would simply not do. Following directives from their masks, the two Shygal drones mechanically marched towards their soon-to-be comrade. Throughout it all, Robin suspected nothing. But the man thoughtlessly chalked it up to them probably finding some sort of trinket that would take their short attention spans.
It would come to him as a complete shock when the boy suddenly found himself being pulled from the box he was ducked in and then violently flung onto the ground below. Feeling completely intimidated, Robin slowly opened his mouth in hopes of contending with the pair. It was an entirely futile attempt. With each frenzied pull, his strength began to diminish. Every passing second, his will to resist slowly subsided.
Of course, he rationally understood this was a very critical and perilous situation. Robin had to resist! He had to fight back, to find a way to escape this terrible situation!
He had to- He had to-!!! The lips on his mask turned a ghostly white, pale enough to stand out from the rest of its white surface. From now on, there was no need for him to use his brain.
Sticky latex goop spread down from his corset, squeezing around his legs and covering the rest of his tummy until it had encased the entirety of his crotch. Meanwhile, the top of the corset stretched up towards his chest, dissolving his bikini top to leave his shoulders exposed and his nipples covered with triangular flaps. The only thing missing at this point was the correct assets to fill it. Pushing his chest forward with desire, the bashful Shy Gal White let out a breathy moan as he felt his chest bulging forth from his body.
He was absolutely enamored with the godly Blue Shygal, not just in body but also in mind. His cock pressed erect against the squeaky texture of his bunny suit, doing its best to stay hardened under the strong pressure of latex.
Since Blue had been the one to don the original mask and also convert White, the feelings of adoration White felt towards him simply could not be contained. Hands pulling his pink panties down, Shy Gal Blue pushed his crotch forward, presenting his erect penis to Shy Gal White. Though it was the smallest member of the group at barely a couple of inches, White started salivating at its adorably throbbing sight. Those are the gifts your mask has given you.
Pressing his arms together and lifting his bust upwards, White eagerly presented his titanic cleavage to the other drone. It was an invitation so succulent not even Blue could resist.
Both drones let out breathy, needy gasps at the same time, losing themselves in the mind-bending pleasures of their masks. As the boss of this little group, it was up to him to show everyone who was boss around here. Blue was rough, careless, dominating. White could feel a buzz of pain and pleasure course over his entire bust, his breasts growing bright red sensitive with each continued thrust.
His only purpose was to please the mask, so seeing Mistress Blue enjoying himself with his body was all the pleasure that White could have dreamed of. Perhaps at one point, Robin would have absolutely hated the situation he found himself in.
Being forced to grow huge breasts, having to give the bimbo Marth a titjob, and getting turned into nothing more than a submissive little bitch… These were things that would have once enraged Robin, forcing him to formulate some sort of plan to escape. However, Robin was totally gone. All that was left now was Shy Gal White, and White absolutely loved pleasuring his mask and his mistress. The only response Shy Guy White could muster was a myriad of helpless whimpers that escaped from his breathy throat.
Unable to hold back his urges any longer, Orange grabbed White by his shoulders and pinned him face up against the ground. Software Images icon An illustration of two photographs. Images Donate icon An illustration of a heart shape Donate Ellipses icon An illustration of text ellipses. EMBED for wordpress. Want more? Advanced embedding details, examples, and help! Publication date Topics general guy , other , webcomic , smackjeeves , mario , shy gal , shy guy , dream land , comic , paper mario , nsider , nintendo , sprites , toy box.
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