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Female Shapeshift #9 (Made with VEO 3): MTF Dentist Office

Hey, if you are capable of doing, please help fund some more projects that I am working on since VEO 3 is somewhat expensive: https://buymeacoffee.com/ghostpossess... Discord (Good for 7 days):   / discord   A quiet, warmly lit dentist exam room. Cheerful tooth-shaped decals peek out behind clean white walls. A tray of shiny dental instruments rests beside a reclining chair. A large rectangular mirror hangs above a white ceramic sink. The mirror acts as the camera, holding the reflection steady as the transformation unfolds — a single, unbroken shot, no cuts, no angles, just one continuous take capturing everything in real time. Standing before the mirror is a young man in his early 20s. He wears maroon women’s scrubs, a bit oversized, as if borrowed. He shifts uncomfortably, eyes darting to his reflection — his shoulders tense, posture uneasy, breath shallow and uncertain. He exhales slowly. He closes his eyes. And then — the transformation begins, all within this single, fluid shot. His hair ripples and surges, dark strands brightening and stretching downward, smoothing into a flowing honey-blonde His jawline refines, cheekbones rise, and the slope of his nose reshapes with a soft, subtle crunch of movement under the skin. His lips fill with a natural, pillowy curve. Brows arch delicately. His features harmonize in motion — not snapped or skipped — but morphing in real time with elegant grace, each detail settling perfectly into place. The scrubs shift and tug gently around him. Fabric pulls inward, cinching as his torso narrows and shoulders draw inward. His waist contracts, his hips swell outward, and his chest subtly expands to fill the front of the scrub top with a smooth, feminine contour. The transformation moves fluidly down— until the scrubs look like they were made just for her. No breaks. No edits. All in a single mirrored take. She opens her eyes. The woman in the mirror is now a stunning dental hygienist in her late 20s: toned, radiant, her skin glowing with soft warmth and confidence. Her stance is steady and elegant. A practiced air surrounds her, like she’s worked in this office for years. She smooths the hem of her scrub top, and studies her reflection — her lips curling into a knowing smile. Then she softly murmurs, almost playfully: “Told you I don't need dentist school” Still one shot. Still in the mirror. Still seamless