Cast in the role of a dum dum
of
Dum dum
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cheating
You honestly consider yourself to be quite an expert on werecreatures, even though in terms of werecreatures all you know is full moon is almost a common trigger on all of them, your werecreatures aren’t scary or cute and are only there because you were raised on brainrot, the name on your bag and on your profile reads ‘WannabeWerebeast’ and you know that your friends likely got inspired by you, your work if you could even call it that is a bunch of strange art pieces depicting Dandy’s World characters as were-animals that only have vaguely animal features.
And well when you heard that there was an experiment involving various OCs being turned into monsters for the purpose of a horror film, you see the unnamed producer is looking for actual monsters, so you and your friends got chosen to audition to play real monsters. All of you head to the studio to head to the auditions but as you do, you notice something is off about the studio itself, there seems to be photos of every actor that has become a monster in the productions made by this company.
Your audition turns out well but the producer does not like you how you claim to know what werecreatures are and he rolls his eyes. ‘So you’re telling me, you have not seen a real werewolf movie and only just base your work on weird fandom shit?’ ‘Yeah, why?’ ‘Well it looks like i’m going to have to make you into a real werecreature then.’
The producer reveals himself to be a magical anthro gorilla named Bonzi…’Bonzi? You’re the producer of these flicks?’ ‘Yes I am and I use this studio to unleash uncensored anger at my enemies and you have not been nice, acting like you can try and spread the word to your friends about how bad my friends are but it’s all your fault, my dearest.’
He drags you onto the set where he reveals his latest project ‘Attack of the Dum Dum Brats’ ….’You see when I asked if you can audition, I asked you to audition not for the role of the human victims, but the monsters. This is a movie all about dum dum were-aykroyds after all and you look so dopey and stupid I can practically picture all of you in these roles.’ ‘WHAT?’
You try and protest and try to tell him that this is a mistake but he takes you and your friends into an area where he uses a special magical concoction to ‘enhance’ the experience, you begin to feel a strange tingling sensation as hairs slowly creep up your arms and on your hands, your arms slowly broaden and swell as your hands undergo a similar change and your fingers thicken, you try to call for help on your phone but the message is corrupted to: ‘Tee hee, dum dum is playing with master and does not helpies, tee hee’, which is also starting to reflect itself in your speech.
‘What is happening to my body? This isn’t exactly what I meant by a werecreature transformation. ‘ You cry as your chest and torso slowly swell and swell with fat and grow hair on them, your breasts or ‘melons’ as they are called also swell and swelling, causing that shirt you got of a were-version of L from Alphabet Lore to slowly rip apart, your new melons swelling and filling with milk as your belt breaks open due to your stomach expanding. ‘Look I am sorry i did not know better.’ ‘Sorry does not count, now what did you say to my friends, was it ‘count ya fucking days’? Oh yes, it is! I think you should have counted yours first, dum dum.’
You keep hearing the giggles of a feminine dum dum were-aykroyd in your mind as dum dum thoughts and memories keep pushing out all your normal ones, you don’t even remember liking werecreatures that weren’t were-aykroyds, your back and shoulders broaden as your shirt gives way to your fattening upper body, your body and mind both betray you at the same time and all they want to do is fatten, eat and obey.
Your body undergoes a massive growth spurt as you age from a supposedly teenager into what is essentially adult age and your rear swells and produces fart after fart, your friends laughing at your misfortune as they also start breaking wind and turning into giggly gassy were-aykroyd dum dums. ‘This picture is going on the 18+ websites, that way people won’t complain about me targeting innocent people, especially because I can market this as an adult dum dum comedy and nobody will question it.’
You groan and try to think normal thoughts…’Guys, help me, i’m tee hee dum dum is bloating and outgrowing human body, human body is puny and dum dum need to fatten it up. Look at these melons, i’ve got milk makers like a cow, mooooooo!’ ‘Ha ha look at the dum dum trying to act like a human, ain’t that cute?’
The crew all laugh at you as the dum dum were-aykroyd transformation continues, you try to run but your legs fatten and thicken and your feet swell, bursting through your shoes and causing you to fall comically onto the floor, where once again you are laughed at. ‘Sorry dum dum but you really need to learn your place. And your place is here.’
Bonzi laughs at your misfortune as you slowly grow to 6’1 and any and all traces of you ever being yourself are fading as you start to stuff yourself with all the food from the catering table, which your friends do as well, your friends also talking in dum dum as you all fatten up right in front of the entire camera crew. Any chances of you escaping are slim (unlike you) as your feet gained webbed toes and you comedically flop around on the floor. He rolls you around and pokes your stomach. ‘Awww, poor dum dum is not liking her transformation, I thought you kids liked were-fandom stuff. Oops, my bad!’
You produce more and more farts as you flop around on the floor, your dum dum transformation is being filmed for all to see, as a movie and what a movie it is, as your hair lengthens and darkens and your neck starts tingly and swelling into a double chin, you scream but you end up making dum dum noises instead as do all your friends, and this is all being filmed for everyone to see.
In addition to this your eyebrows thicken as your eyes widen and one turns from brown to greenish, your features slowly taking on an Aykroydian appearance while still retaining some of your feminine traits as does your voice, all of your friends also becoming Aykroydian in appearance, as collectively all of their minds are taken over by dum dum needs and instincts, a need to have a ‘maaaaster’ to hug and cuddle a need to eat and eat, and a need to grooooow and groooow.
You blush as your produce a lot of milk from your growing melons, the milk spilling it all over
Eventually you all collectively lose your IQ in a mass dumification process as you all succumb to the changes and become dum dum were-aykroyds, with you as the biggest dum dum of them all, you wish that it was you that could have counted their days instead of Bonzi’s friends and you wish you could say sorry which you do of course - but only in dum dum talk ‘You lot have completed your audition, you are my dum dum brats and you will make this movie go viral.’
Bonzi smiles as he begins to film the rest of the movie and within a couple of hours it goes viral due to it being marketed as an adult comedy, and it is released exclusively on 18+ sites as an original streaming feature, you feel embarrassed that now 100 hundreds of people who likely are watching because they have a fetish for transformation are gooning to your fattening body.
You went viral alright and you became a star alright just not in the way you wanted it, but hey all you want now is dum dum cuddles and a loving master, and that’s all a dum dum could want really. You’re a star alright, it’s just you’re more likely to be associated with 18+ content then serious productions, and hey…at least you’re cute.
Months later Bonzi calls you and your friends into the studio again…’You all have done me so proud and now I have good news for all of you. The studio wants me to make a sequel and it’s called….Dum Dum Brats 2: The Birth of The Dum Dum Offspring’. He looks over to you with a smile. ‘And guess who is playing the head dum dum? Why you are of course, and this time you’re going to make lots of babies.’
You feel your stomach expand even more to the point of making you look pregnant with what appears to be dum dum were-aykroyd off-spring inside, you groan and try to tell your growing body to stop but your body already has been kicking off your mommy genes as your body expands even more, your pants ripping apart and landing on the floor as you break down laughing. ‘That’s my dum dum’.
A deformed mini dum dum were-aykroyd offspring bursts out of your stomach in a way not too dissimilar to the famous scene from Alien and instantly your motherly instincts kick in and you become attached to the offspring, and it ends on Bonzi now getting you ready for the sequel to get filmed.
Next time you tell someone to ‘count their days’ in a vaguely threatening way, try doing that yourself or the next role you might end up getting is that of a fat were-aykroyd dum dum.
And well when you heard that there was an experiment involving various OCs being turned into monsters for the purpose of a horror film, you see the unnamed producer is looking for actual monsters, so you and your friends got chosen to audition to play real monsters. All of you head to the studio to head to the auditions but as you do, you notice something is off about the studio itself, there seems to be photos of every actor that has become a monster in the productions made by this company.
Your audition turns out well but the producer does not like you how you claim to know what werecreatures are and he rolls his eyes. ‘So you’re telling me, you have not seen a real werewolf movie and only just base your work on weird fandom shit?’ ‘Yeah, why?’ ‘Well it looks like i’m going to have to make you into a real werecreature then.’
The producer reveals himself to be a magical anthro gorilla named Bonzi…’Bonzi? You’re the producer of these flicks?’ ‘Yes I am and I use this studio to unleash uncensored anger at my enemies and you have not been nice, acting like you can try and spread the word to your friends about how bad my friends are but it’s all your fault, my dearest.’
He drags you onto the set where he reveals his latest project ‘Attack of the Dum Dum Brats’ ….’You see when I asked if you can audition, I asked you to audition not for the role of the human victims, but the monsters. This is a movie all about dum dum were-aykroyds after all and you look so dopey and stupid I can practically picture all of you in these roles.’ ‘WHAT?’
You try and protest and try to tell him that this is a mistake but he takes you and your friends into an area where he uses a special magical concoction to ‘enhance’ the experience, you begin to feel a strange tingling sensation as hairs slowly creep up your arms and on your hands, your arms slowly broaden and swell as your hands undergo a similar change and your fingers thicken, you try to call for help on your phone but the message is corrupted to: ‘Tee hee, dum dum is playing with master and does not helpies, tee hee’, which is also starting to reflect itself in your speech.
‘What is happening to my body? This isn’t exactly what I meant by a werecreature transformation. ‘ You cry as your chest and torso slowly swell and swell with fat and grow hair on them, your breasts or ‘melons’ as they are called also swell and swelling, causing that shirt you got of a were-version of L from Alphabet Lore to slowly rip apart, your new melons swelling and filling with milk as your belt breaks open due to your stomach expanding. ‘Look I am sorry i did not know better.’ ‘Sorry does not count, now what did you say to my friends, was it ‘count ya fucking days’? Oh yes, it is! I think you should have counted yours first, dum dum.’
You keep hearing the giggles of a feminine dum dum were-aykroyd in your mind as dum dum thoughts and memories keep pushing out all your normal ones, you don’t even remember liking werecreatures that weren’t were-aykroyds, your back and shoulders broaden as your shirt gives way to your fattening upper body, your body and mind both betray you at the same time and all they want to do is fatten, eat and obey.
Your body undergoes a massive growth spurt as you age from a supposedly teenager into what is essentially adult age and your rear swells and produces fart after fart, your friends laughing at your misfortune as they also start breaking wind and turning into giggly gassy were-aykroyd dum dums. ‘This picture is going on the 18+ websites, that way people won’t complain about me targeting innocent people, especially because I can market this as an adult dum dum comedy and nobody will question it.’
You groan and try to think normal thoughts…’Guys, help me, i’m tee hee dum dum is bloating and outgrowing human body, human body is puny and dum dum need to fatten it up. Look at these melons, i’ve got milk makers like a cow, mooooooo!’ ‘Ha ha look at the dum dum trying to act like a human, ain’t that cute?’
The crew all laugh at you as the dum dum were-aykroyd transformation continues, you try to run but your legs fatten and thicken and your feet swell, bursting through your shoes and causing you to fall comically onto the floor, where once again you are laughed at. ‘Sorry dum dum but you really need to learn your place. And your place is here.’
Bonzi laughs at your misfortune as you slowly grow to 6’1 and any and all traces of you ever being yourself are fading as you start to stuff yourself with all the food from the catering table, which your friends do as well, your friends also talking in dum dum as you all fatten up right in front of the entire camera crew. Any chances of you escaping are slim (unlike you) as your feet gained webbed toes and you comedically flop around on the floor. He rolls you around and pokes your stomach. ‘Awww, poor dum dum is not liking her transformation, I thought you kids liked were-fandom stuff. Oops, my bad!’
You produce more and more farts as you flop around on the floor, your dum dum transformation is being filmed for all to see, as a movie and what a movie it is, as your hair lengthens and darkens and your neck starts tingly and swelling into a double chin, you scream but you end up making dum dum noises instead as do all your friends, and this is all being filmed for everyone to see.
In addition to this your eyebrows thicken as your eyes widen and one turns from brown to greenish, your features slowly taking on an Aykroydian appearance while still retaining some of your feminine traits as does your voice, all of your friends also becoming Aykroydian in appearance, as collectively all of their minds are taken over by dum dum needs and instincts, a need to have a ‘maaaaster’ to hug and cuddle a need to eat and eat, and a need to grooooow and groooow.
You blush as your produce a lot of milk from your growing melons, the milk spilling it all over
Eventually you all collectively lose your IQ in a mass dumification process as you all succumb to the changes and become dum dum were-aykroyds, with you as the biggest dum dum of them all, you wish that it was you that could have counted their days instead of Bonzi’s friends and you wish you could say sorry which you do of course - but only in dum dum talk ‘You lot have completed your audition, you are my dum dum brats and you will make this movie go viral.’
Bonzi smiles as he begins to film the rest of the movie and within a couple of hours it goes viral due to it being marketed as an adult comedy, and it is released exclusively on 18+ sites as an original streaming feature, you feel embarrassed that now 100 hundreds of people who likely are watching because they have a fetish for transformation are gooning to your fattening body.
You went viral alright and you became a star alright just not in the way you wanted it, but hey all you want now is dum dum cuddles and a loving master, and that’s all a dum dum could want really. You’re a star alright, it’s just you’re more likely to be associated with 18+ content then serious productions, and hey…at least you’re cute.
Months later Bonzi calls you and your friends into the studio again…’You all have done me so proud and now I have good news for all of you. The studio wants me to make a sequel and it’s called….Dum Dum Brats 2: The Birth of The Dum Dum Offspring’. He looks over to you with a smile. ‘And guess who is playing the head dum dum? Why you are of course, and this time you’re going to make lots of babies.’
You feel your stomach expand even more to the point of making you look pregnant with what appears to be dum dum were-aykroyd off-spring inside, you groan and try to tell your growing body to stop but your body already has been kicking off your mommy genes as your body expands even more, your pants ripping apart and landing on the floor as you break down laughing. ‘That’s my dum dum’.
A deformed mini dum dum were-aykroyd offspring bursts out of your stomach in a way not too dissimilar to the famous scene from Alien and instantly your motherly instincts kick in and you become attached to the offspring, and it ends on Bonzi now getting you ready for the sequel to get filmed.
Next time you tell someone to ‘count their days’ in a vaguely threatening way, try doing that yourself or the next role you might end up getting is that of a fat were-aykroyd dum dum.
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