Object-Oriented

(Cover image credit Undressing by mikehunt2911)

Inspired by the works of wandrer, fan no hitori, Leticia Latex, Ice Bear, CarltheCarl, and others, I'll be posting a few very literal objectification stories I've been kicking around for a while, with room for more as time goes on. Feel free to post threads of your own if you feel so inclined. I intend to moderate fairly and check frequently.

Roman Mythology tells of Pygmalion the sculptor who crafted a statue so beautiful, he fell in love with it. The gods, witnessing his devotion, took pity on the man and decided to bring his beloved sculpture to life. The newly animated woman was called Galatea and upon seeing her infatuated creator, confessed her love to him and never ending passion. The stories say they were eventually wed, but many translators leave out Pygmalion's initial reply:

"Oh wow,"

"I love you, too, 'Tea, but every once in a while could you...still pretend to be the statue? Not sure why but it really gets my motor running..."

"...assuming you're into that sort of thing."

Galatea thought about it, asked if it was a sex thing, and Pygmalion nodded sheepishly. But 'Tea said it was fine as long they tried out some of her niches, too--like nipple play and spider bondage--but those are a different thread.

Assuming you're ALSO "into that sort of thing", Object-Oriented is a repository for mind control and transformation stories all centered around the theme of "Women As Objects". In real life they are rather CERTAINLY not, but if, like me, you are tempted to leave that reality behind, rest assured they will still remain the dynamic and wonderful individuals you know and love when you get back.

As such, the stories within deal with women either being treated as or unexpectedly turned into objects like tools, toys, mannequins, furniture, gifts, etc., often for sex or the purposes of titillation. Contributors should remember to start any threads with the POV character's name plus a snappy title, and always leave no doubt all transformed individuals are still alive.

Thank you for indulging me as I dip my toes into the chyoa pond. I promise this isn't the only type of story I write, but strangely these are the type I felt most comfortable starting with. Hope you like them.