TftW: Carrigan's Way.
TftW: Carrigan's Way.
Carrigan Crittenden (Casper) TG
NOTE:
This story pokes fun of those 'edgelord' type users who think that their life is meaningless and has dark humor in it, this is also features a TG of someone into Carrigan from the 1995 hit film Casper and involves her ghost.
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Dean aka DeanRavenhawk42 was pretty much the stereotypical 'edgy' emo teen brought to life, he was into 'dank' memes and talked like he was the protagonist of a Simple Plan song, all of his online posts sounded like depressing song lyrics and he was obsessed with death, he felt his own life was meaningless so he wanted to kill himself off or just be free of the 'prison' that he called his life.
He was on his computer one night responding to a post in his usual manner, being all depressed and using words like cringe and referencing Harambe, Cory In The House and the Nut Shack as well as doing stories that were just....troll stories, no, not stories about trolls, but fake tf stories that didn't even have a transformation in them, just a little bit of one followed by an abrupt ending. And also he had the annoying habit of pulling a FineBros regarding people reacting to his work.
One post he wrote titled...'I want to be free of this pathetic form of mine' caught the attention of someone who he thought was simply just roleplaying as the character Carrigan from the movie Casper, but what he didn't realize was that she wasn't roleplaying, she really WAS Carrigan and before he could do anything about it, she had emerged from the computer screen and was coming straight for him. She floated around him before she introduced herself.
"So...you're the one who wants to be free of the prison you call a life, huh? Yep..you're just as I pictured you to look, a typical emo brat with an obsession for dank memes. I see you have a Harambe shirt and everything."
"How did you?"
"Honey, I know everything..."
"How did you know about my cancer though?"
"You don't have cancer...you're faking it. I can tell. Look, I can tell you are sick of the way you're being treated in life. But I don't think faking a serious illness is going to get you out of it."
"But..."
"I know the word 'cancer' is used to describe something awful as well but still...that's sort of an insult to a serious illness. Just because that one girl that you viewed as a waifu wasn't interested in going out with you doesn't mean that you can just sit around and mop all day - also...you know nothing of depression."
"My life is trash..."
"No it's not...look, you want to get out of being who you are and as promised...I am going to help you with that. Sweetie, you're never gonna go anywhere with that negative attitude of yours."
"Well...how are you gonna fix it then?"
"Like this...open wide!"
She opened up his mouth before diving through it and diving down his throat, possessing him in the process. Now that she was in his body, she could do as she pleased and as such she began to work her ghostly magic on it, sending a series of supernatural sensations jolting through it and making him react in various comedic ways. In addition to this, her ghostly magic had another effect on him all-together.
His skin slowly softened and smoothened, losing imperfection as his arms lengthened, his hands shrank as his fingernails lengthened - turning bright red in the process. He panicked several times as his chest and torso slimmed, with two round formations developing on the former, pushing outward into a pair of breasts. His stomach slimmed as his hips expanded, his legs lengthened as his t-shirt and jeans fused into a black gown that accentuated his new curves rather well.
He yelped as his privates retracted into the more girlish variant and his feet shrank, his back gaining an arch to it as his shoulders folded inward, his hair lengthening and turning blonde as his eyebrows thinned, his eyes widened as eyelashes blossomed around them, his nose shrinking a little as his lips inflated, becoming luscious and full as dark red lipstick was applied on them, his features softening and feminizing and morphing themselves into the likeness of Carrigan herself.
His voice shifted accordingly, feminizing and altering to become her voice as his or rather her thoughts and memories altered, she was no longer Dean - she was Carrigan Crittenden and she was ready to cause some mischief. It seemed that the pathetic soul that was once Dean was no more, there was now only Carrigan.
"Ah, much better. Now to enjoy the perks of being who I am. "
And so with that Carrigan decided to post online using an account she set up, even setting up a Reddit post in which she answered fan-questions and even posted photos of herself on Facebook for all to see, of course she visited Nathan on his Facebook page and even befriended him as well. She was indeed rather pleased with what she had done and wouldn't have asked for anything else.
As for later on, her mood was definitely a lot perkier especially since she got to make many new friends both human and monstrous and just was pleased being who she was, she didn't need to change a thing, she did however start a career in writing transformation stories as well as hypnosis and possession related ones which got her a lot of subscribers/watchers.
Remember my friends, that while you may think it's cool to be a dark edgy-memelord, there is nothing cool about being a whiny emo wannabe that makes nothing but depressing comments about how they view life as being like a prison and that they want to die, for pete's sake, cheer up, please.
Carrigan Crittenden (Casper) TG
NOTE:
This story pokes fun of those 'edgelord' type users who think that their life is meaningless and has dark humor in it, this is also features a TG of someone into Carrigan from the 1995 hit film Casper and involves her ghost.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Dean aka DeanRavenhawk42 was pretty much the stereotypical 'edgy' emo teen brought to life, he was into 'dank' memes and talked like he was the protagonist of a Simple Plan song, all of his online posts sounded like depressing song lyrics and he was obsessed with death, he felt his own life was meaningless so he wanted to kill himself off or just be free of the 'prison' that he called his life.
He was on his computer one night responding to a post in his usual manner, being all depressed and using words like cringe and referencing Harambe, Cory In The House and the Nut Shack as well as doing stories that were just....troll stories, no, not stories about trolls, but fake tf stories that didn't even have a transformation in them, just a little bit of one followed by an abrupt ending. And also he had the annoying habit of pulling a FineBros regarding people reacting to his work.
One post he wrote titled...'I want to be free of this pathetic form of mine' caught the attention of someone who he thought was simply just roleplaying as the character Carrigan from the movie Casper, but what he didn't realize was that she wasn't roleplaying, she really WAS Carrigan and before he could do anything about it, she had emerged from the computer screen and was coming straight for him. She floated around him before she introduced herself.
"So...you're the one who wants to be free of the prison you call a life, huh? Yep..you're just as I pictured you to look, a typical emo brat with an obsession for dank memes. I see you have a Harambe shirt and everything."
"How did you?"
"Honey, I know everything..."
"How did you know about my cancer though?"
"You don't have cancer...you're faking it. I can tell. Look, I can tell you are sick of the way you're being treated in life. But I don't think faking a serious illness is going to get you out of it."
"But..."
"I know the word 'cancer' is used to describe something awful as well but still...that's sort of an insult to a serious illness. Just because that one girl that you viewed as a waifu wasn't interested in going out with you doesn't mean that you can just sit around and mop all day - also...you know nothing of depression."
"My life is trash..."
"No it's not...look, you want to get out of being who you are and as promised...I am going to help you with that. Sweetie, you're never gonna go anywhere with that negative attitude of yours."
"Well...how are you gonna fix it then?"
"Like this...open wide!"
She opened up his mouth before diving through it and diving down his throat, possessing him in the process. Now that she was in his body, she could do as she pleased and as such she began to work her ghostly magic on it, sending a series of supernatural sensations jolting through it and making him react in various comedic ways. In addition to this, her ghostly magic had another effect on him all-together.
His skin slowly softened and smoothened, losing imperfection as his arms lengthened, his hands shrank as his fingernails lengthened - turning bright red in the process. He panicked several times as his chest and torso slimmed, with two round formations developing on the former, pushing outward into a pair of breasts. His stomach slimmed as his hips expanded, his legs lengthened as his t-shirt and jeans fused into a black gown that accentuated his new curves rather well.
He yelped as his privates retracted into the more girlish variant and his feet shrank, his back gaining an arch to it as his shoulders folded inward, his hair lengthening and turning blonde as his eyebrows thinned, his eyes widened as eyelashes blossomed around them, his nose shrinking a little as his lips inflated, becoming luscious and full as dark red lipstick was applied on them, his features softening and feminizing and morphing themselves into the likeness of Carrigan herself.
His voice shifted accordingly, feminizing and altering to become her voice as his or rather her thoughts and memories altered, she was no longer Dean - she was Carrigan Crittenden and she was ready to cause some mischief. It seemed that the pathetic soul that was once Dean was no more, there was now only Carrigan.
"Ah, much better. Now to enjoy the perks of being who I am. "
And so with that Carrigan decided to post online using an account she set up, even setting up a Reddit post in which she answered fan-questions and even posted photos of herself on Facebook for all to see, of course she visited Nathan on his Facebook page and even befriended him as well. She was indeed rather pleased with what she had done and wouldn't have asked for anything else.
As for later on, her mood was definitely a lot perkier especially since she got to make many new friends both human and monstrous and just was pleased being who she was, she didn't need to change a thing, she did however start a career in writing transformation stories as well as hypnosis and possession related ones which got her a lot of subscribers/watchers.
Remember my friends, that while you may think it's cool to be a dark edgy-memelord, there is nothing cool about being a whiny emo wannabe that makes nothing but depressing comments about how they view life as being like a prison and that they want to die, for pete's sake, cheer up, please.
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