Hello! and Welcome to Exotic TGs!
This is a group that focuses on a few rather underused types of TG stories!
The types of TG art that are accepted in this group are as follows
1. Auto Closet TG's
-These types of transformations revolve around someone getting inside of a fiction closet that would automatically dress whoever is inside. Usually the closet would recognize the person is not the owner of the closet but rather than releasing them it would instead turn them into the owner through the use of various machine parts.
2. Living Clothes TG's
-This type of transformation revolves around the idea of clothing coming to life and taking a hold of the victim and forcing them into the outfit while at the same time altering their appearance to be more fitting of the outfit they would soon be clad in.
Now for the Rules!
Rule Number One
It should go without saying but anything added to this group must be a TG story/sequence/comic/animation/etc that uses one of the methods listed above for the transformation.
Rule Number Two
Keep your submissions within DA's terms of service, no straight up porn and such, don't want the group getting in trouble for one person's entry.
Rule Number Three
Don't be an asshole, this should be self explanatory, I have no patience for bullies and have no issue kicking people out of the group if they are being rude.
If anything is unclear or if you have any questions comments and concerns note me anytime at !
Witch Way? TG (Medusa TG TF)
“Ugh…my head hurts. What the hell happened?” I rub the back of my head and slowly pull myself up. Slowly opening my eyes, I look around to take in the environment. I seem to be in the middle of the forest with nothing but the trees and an odd gate that stands before me.
Still rubbing my head, I ask to no one in particular, “What am I doing here? I can’t seem to remember.” I rattle my brain trying to search for the answer when I notice that a long wooden broom is lying at my feet.
Upon seeing it, the gears in my head start turning and a short memory starts playing like a movie clip. I walked up to this gate. When I reached my hand out to push it open, an object fell from the sky and decided to hit me in the head, the only person around instead of landing anywhere else. I took a few steps back not knowing what had happened and the memory ends there. “That’s it? Why can’t I remember why I came here or even how I got here?”
Got To Get Into Shape TG (Wii Fit Trainer TG)
What a great day it is. Yep. Nothing beats getting your face dragged against the walls. The nice feeling of my flesh slowly tearing off really lets me know how wonderful life is at times. The feeling of having a big sweaty hand grab the back of my head as if he was trying to crush a golf ball. I wish my brain can always feel this positive, but none of my thoughts were in that category. The snickering of low life’s who think their lives are so shit that the only option to make themselves feel better is to make others feel even worse.
“Hey guys! Someone is coming! We better get out of here!” I could only hear him, but I assumed he was the lookout in our little chat.
I felt the hand leave behind some sweat as it was detached from my scalp letting my face slowly drag down the wall onto the paved floor. I could hear the leader yell, “Smell ya later loser! Sorry about putting you on EDge!”
I could hear the laughter as it became fainter and fainter until I
This is not mine! This is by someone who wishes to stay anonymous!
Another day, and more monotony. Every morning, you get up, take a look at the mirror -- at your messy red hair and your ever-so-slowly shrinking muscles -- and feel like going back to bed amidst the overwhelming nothing that comprises your to-do list. But sometimes you fight the boredom by committing to an activity, and today was one of those days.
Today you decided to look for a costume. You have an interest in cosplay, and, if possible, you would love to get a costume for a girl and have her wear it. And so, you decided to look around town for a costume that would be perfect for someone to wear. Eventually, you come across a costume shop that seems to fit the bill perfectly.
You decide to take a look around. A middle-aged, soft-looking man with spectacles looks up at you from the front counter as you enter before silently resuming a crossword puzzle. You make a beeline for the an
Life Brings Sorrows, But Also Happiness TG
“Hey! Where the hell is my food!?” The shouting could be heard throughout the entire restaurant.
“Almost done! Just give me a minute!” I was trying to hurry up. Work is tough you know. “You son of a bitch.” I made sure to the end of that to myself so that none of my coworkers could hear.
Another day, another dollar as others would say. Sadly, the same can’t be said for me. Running around not knowing what I’m doing is so much fun! This is once again a new job I had to get to help provide my family with some help. Well, it looks like I’m probably a day or two away from being fired once again.
Finally done making the burger the best I could, I rushed it over to the counter to the customer. I could’ve sworn he was about to blowup from all the smoke escaping his ears. “Here you go si–” I was interrupted by the fact that my shoelace was caught under my opposite shoe.
Lifting my face off the counter, I rubbed my nos
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