Gold Ship (Inanimate TF/TG)

Transcript:

“God, I can feel my ass today...”

Horse derbies in the Uma Musume anime were something you always wanted to participate in. They were all horse girls, but you decided to be Gold Ship since she was relatively easygoing. The Virtual Machine, if correctly configured, would let you enjoy this imaginary world by transferring your mind to the character.

Correctly did not fit your situation. Your recklessness and poor tech-savvy skills rendered you into a jiggly, gigantic piece of ass attached to the white-haired runner. Covered in sweaty clothing, layered by her green panties, you could do nothing but be her asset. Each step and bounce was entrancing to your inanimate form. Whenever the horse girl walked, your trapped mind followed.

Inanimate by design, your consciousness could barely handle being dehumanized into a juicy ass. It was so surreal, yet addictive. As her butt, you could feel her weight when she sat down. Occasionally, Gold Ship would slide a hand over you, creating this squishy, comforting feeling. It was oddly pleasurable—and who knows when it’d end. She was playing her part, and there were no scripts to stop her.

Art Source: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/88259913