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Figured it'd be a fun little project to draw Charlotte in some Transformation scenarios, then recount her thoughts afterwards about each! It was also a test of what I could achieve in Manga Studio, please give me some feedback, hope you enjoy!

August 8th 2015

I have decided to keep a journal of my thoughts and feelings whilst living with my new Mistress, Sammy (I would use her nickname, but I dread to think what would happen if she found my secret diary and read it! Well nothing is written in it yet, but that's not the point!)

Just spent the last two weeks as Miss Sammy's training 'bopper' doll (her own design I believe, dunno what a 'bopper' is, maybe because I bopped back and forth?) As shown in the picture I uploaded. Stuck for two weeks like that! How humiliating! My arms still feel stiff now... like some sort of startled advertising dummy.

Miss Sammy said she felt she had eaten too much over the summer and needed to do some serious workouts to fight her flab. Unfortunately she had been watching a bit too many boxing matches and well... guess I wound up like that! The perfect fighting/wrestling companion... unable to fight back (well, unless I got hit REALLY hard, then it was my time to shine with a squeaky retribution! Muahaha, take that laws of physics) I guess it didn't REALLY hurt when she bopped me, its just frightening to face a huge hulking boxing glove that comes rocketing towards you, unable to dodge or even move! Sammy would get so very energetic with her hits, sometimes I'd end up flying backwards >.< Unable to get myself up!

Infact, now I think about it sometimes it felt darn good... being blown up was a rather mind blowing experience! I love becoming an object with a valve, the feeling of her lips on my 'valve', heehee! Those gentle wet poofs of air inside me were wonderful to behold.

Now, I know what you're thinking, why on earth is she grinning? Well, sadly this was the expression I was pulling when Sammy transformed me, as you know Sammy's technology relies on flattening and merging external features onto the object they become, so ofcourse my face got stuck in that goofy look! Its such a silly grin... I suppose Miss Sammy enjoys it because I end up with it a lot...

My outfit is the same as usual, I really love what I wear all the time (not like I can change it!) Its regal and frilly, but not slutty or embarrassing, I feel like a very serious maid, with all my maidly duties! Seeing it stretched like this doesn't do my serious look many favours. I'm glad its made of rubber though or else I doubt it'd stretch back into shape.

Still feels like I'm bloated and wobbly, a little disoriented, like when you're relaxing on something with waves beneath you (like in the sea) and then you can feel it hours later, I might need to check in with Miss Sammy's service drone later, make sure all that pesky TF air has been released.

Well, better sign off and start preparing Miss Sammy's dinner, hopefully rubber-cooked dragon won't be on the menu. Ever since the rubber turkey incident last thanksgiving I appear to be officially off the menu, rubber doesn't go down very well! Perhaps a nice soup or pasta would suffice, oh how I love to cook for my mistress!

Description
Figured it'd be a fun little project to draw Charlotte in some Transformation scenarios, then recount her thoughts afterwards about each! It was also a test of what I could achieve in Manga Studio, please give me some feedback, hope you enjoy!

August 8th 2015

I have decided to keep a journal of my thoughts and feelings whilst living with my new Mistress, Sammy (I would use her nickname, but I dread to think what would happen if she found my secret diary and read it! Well nothing is written in it yet, but that's not the point!)

Just spent the last two weeks as Miss Sammy's training 'bopper' doll (her own design I believe, dunno what a 'bopper' is, maybe because I bopped back and forth?) As shown in the picture I uploaded. Stuck for two weeks like that! How humiliating! My arms still feel stiff now... like some sort of startled advertising dummy.

Miss Sammy said she felt she had eaten too much over the summer and needed to do some serious workouts to fight her flab. Unfortunately she had been watching a bit too many boxing matches and well... guess I wound up like that! The perfect fighting/wrestling companion... unable to fight back (well, unless I got hit REALLY hard, then it was my time to shine with a squeaky retribution! Muahaha, take that laws of physics) I guess it didn't REALLY hurt when she bopped me, its just frightening to face a huge hulking boxing glove that comes rocketing towards you, unable to dodge or even move! Sammy would get so very energetic with her hits, sometimes I'd end up flying backwards >.< Unable to get myself up!

Infact, now I think about it sometimes it felt darn good... being blown up was a rather mind blowing experience! I love becoming an object with a valve, the feeling of her lips on my 'valve', heehee! Those gentle wet poofs of air inside me were wonderful to behold.

Now, I know what you're thinking, why on earth is she grinning? Well, sadly this was the expression I was pulling when Sammy transformed me, as you know Sammy's technology relies on flattening and merging external features onto the object they become, so ofcourse my face got stuck in that goofy look! Its such a silly grin... I suppose Miss Sammy enjoys it because I end up with it a lot...

My outfit is the same as usual, I really love what I wear all the time (not like I can change it!) Its regal and frilly, but not slutty or embarrassing, I feel like a very serious maid, with all my maidly duties! Seeing it stretched like this doesn't do my serious look many favours. I'm glad its made of rubber though or else I doubt it'd stretch back into shape.

Still feels like I'm bloated and wobbly, a little disoriented, like when you're relaxing on something with waves beneath you (like in the sea) and then you can feel it hours later, I might need to check in with Miss Sammy's service drone later, make sure all that pesky TF air has been released.

Well, better sign off and start preparing Miss Sammy's dinner, hopefully rubber-cooked dragon won't be on the menu. Ever since the rubber turkey incident last thanksgiving I appear to be officially off the menu, rubber doesn't go down very well! Perhaps a nice soup or pasta would suffice, oh how I love to cook for my mistress!