Tuesday, June 12, 2018

Ice Cream Transformation

What?! What fuckery is this?! Apparently, I have written something completely silly into the title. Naturally one of the many things I shall be dealing with in my blogs and my stories will be different times of sexual transformations. But obviously I must have been thinking of ice cream and happened to type it in there.

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In actuality, this fetish does exist. It is a bit obscure, but does seem to be growing at an alarming rate. The concept is just as described. For whatever reason, you get turned into ice cream. You still retain your form and color however. You still look like you. There's just only one problem... YOU'RE MELTING!

People who have had this transformation have a limited amount of time to move around before they become a puddle. They will start off feeling quite good, but the more they melt, the more frightened they will become. They may try to jump away in fear which could make the situation worse.

© Little Blue Wolf

The only way to save them is to get them somewhere cold. This may not, however, unmelt them. It depends on how the fetish is constructed. At the very least, they will not melt any further.

Another common problem with becoming ice cream is that you become delicious. People want to eat you. All those body parts are really just living congealed manifestations of sweet. Honestly, I don't blame any of them for doing so. It's really your problem after all. They're just hungry.

Ice cream transformation is often mixed into horror genres. It all has to do with a person who is becoming less and less until he is nothing at all. Just a puddle. And the puddle might even evaporate. Then what is the fate? A living mist? It depends. The puddle could also symbolize a death has occurred. If Immortal Clay has been enacted on the individual, then the puddle or mist will be alive and conscious.

© EccentricChimera

One of the most amusing usages of this fetish was coming out of a freezer into the worst possible place imaginable--a children's birthday party. Oh, here they come! Those little cuties ravage your body until there is nothing left. There is only digestion to look forward to in 19 tiny stomachs. What a cruel world this is. I can still hear the gargling screams as they destroyed you. Hahaha! Oh... Lovely.

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4 comments:

  1. Another vore fetish in some cases. A symbol of mortality in every way. People feeding on people is the reality of our dysfunctional world. It is also a sexy sadomasochistic theme, a hunter-prey dynamic as drama.

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    1. I must provide a spoiler. Many of the fetishes listed on this site are vore-based in some manner. Oh dear. I may just be realizing that vore may be a thing of mine. Welp! Time to go get eated!

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  2. I've got to admit the idea of the children's birthday party made me laugh. I've always thought vore fetishes were fucked up, adding the ice cream aspect makes it even more creepy for me. The spirit of it is most primal indeed.

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    1. Birthday parties are more fun this way. It practically becomes a spectator's sport. H̵̹̿ë̵̢́ḧ̵̙́ ̸͎̚h̷͍͝e̶̜̕h̵̜́.̸̞͋

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