Female Shapeshift #3 (Made with VEO 3): MTF Shapeshift Hiding From Bully Disguise скачать в хорошем качестве

Female Shapeshift #3 (Made with VEO 3): MTF Shapeshift Hiding From Bully Disguise

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... A 20 year old man is trying to get his stolen goods back from his bully's bedroom when he hears a noise and knows the bully is on his way. He transforms into the bully's sister, mother, and girlfriend to impersonate them. Prompt: A continuous, full body shot of a 20 year old man with a crew cut and freckles, crouched beside a cluttered dresser in a messy man's bedroom, frantically searching through drawers. The young man’s name is Josh. He’s 18, lean with a nervous edge, dressed in a T-shirt and jeans. He’s currently deep behind enemy lines—inside his school bully’s bedroom—on a desperate mission to steal back his favorite video game, which had been stolen and bragged about all over Instagram. The room is exactly what you'd expect—scattered socks, empty soda cans, gym bags that smell like regret, and piles of clothes with no visible organization. Josh moves fast, rifling through drawers, his breathing sharp and uneven. Then—a knock at the bedroom door. Three quick knocks, no patience. He freezes. His eyes shoot wide. He’s out of time. Without thinking, Josh clenches his fists, squeezes his eyes shut, and scrunches his face in sheer panic. The transformation kicks in fast—urgent, fluid, and flawless. His hair surges out in a rush of tight, dark curls that frame his face with volume and bounce. His skin deepens to a smooth, rich brown tone with a warm undertone. His facial features shift—cheekbones rising, jaw softening, lips becoming full and plush with a hint of clear gloss. His brows arch naturally, and his eyes flick open with a confidence that wasn’t there seconds ago. His frame snaps inward—waist narrowing, hips curving out with bold, natural shape. His chest pushes forward, rounding into full form beneath the now-transformed crop top: sleek, ribbed, off-the-shoulder, stylish as hell. His jeans recut themselves into tight black biker shorts that hug every curve like they were made for her. Hoops shimmer into place at her ears. Bangles on one wrist. A slouchy designer handbag appears on her shoulder, completing the look. Josh is gone. In his place stands the bully’s Black girlfriend—cool, stunning, and absolutely not someone you question. She’s got that bad-bitch-in-a-good-way aura, like she’s been running this house for years and just hasn’t been bothered to tell anyone yet. She flips her curls, shifts her weight to one hip, and raises an eyebrow like she dared that knock to be a problem. She strolls to the door, one hand on her hip, the other casually playing with her bangles, and calls out in a breezy, teasing tone: "What, you forget what I look and sound like already?"