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TftW: Curse of Art The Clown.
Art The Clown (Terrifier) TF
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In the quiet town of Ravensville, a mysterious carnival had rolled into town. The air was thick with anticipation as the residents eagerly awaited the grand opening. Among the curious onlookers was a young man named Alex, a thrill-seeker always on the lookout for the next big adventure. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the carnival grounds, Alex couldn't resist the allure of the dimly lit tent at the far end. Drawn by an invisible force, he made his way through the maze of colorful attractions until he reached the entrance of the ominous tent.

A flickering neon sign overhead read "The Carnival of the Macabre." Alex hesitated for a moment, glancing around nervously. The distant sounds of laughter and merry-go-round music seemed to fade as he stepped into the darkness. Inside, the air was heavy with the scent of popcorn and cotton candy. The tent was a labyrinth of twisting corridors, each leading deeper into the heart of the carnival's secrets. Alex wandered through the maze until he stumbled upon a small, dimly lit room.

In the center of the room, a strange, ancient-looking mirror stood, reflecting a distorted image of Alex. As he stared into it, he felt a sudden chill down his spine. The reflection seemed to shift and warp, the features contorting into something sinister, the mirror showing a demented looking clown with black and white face paint, a crooked nose (that wasn’t red) and a wicked grin, the clown was known as Art.

Before he could react, an otherworldly energy surrounded him. It was as if the very fabric of reality was unraveling. Alex's skin tingled, and he felt a surge of power coursing through his veins. He at first started having hallucinations of turning into a clown in the style of a werewolf movie from the 80s with his hands shaking and slowly breaking apart to reveal exaggerated toonish looking clown gloves with crooked claws poking out of them that began to rip away at the rest of his skin, his skin slowly peeling away to reveal a demented clownish body as his feet burst apart and deformed, causing his shoes to deform into a pair of exaggerated and dirtied up clown shoes as his hair color was overtaken by blood red color cells that gave him hair like a clowns as his nose inflated and painfully swelled and deformed, bursting apart to reveal another nose that was growing into a clown nose. Luckily though this wasn’t the actual transformation part and this was just a hallucination, and to all you clown tf fetishists out there who still want this to happen to you…is this sexy now, huh (well, is it?).

Anyway the actual change began as his arms and chest broadened and grew in length and size as his hands enlarged, his clothing slowly turning into Art’s signature outfit as his skin turned pale and he felt the clown’s spirit influencing him. He slowly began to grow taller in height as his torso and arms broadened.

In addition to this he slowly shot up in height to 6’4 as tools like the ones Art used materialized in his hands, his neck lengthened as his back and shoulders expanded. A hat much like Art’s own one materialized on his head as his hair began to fall out, leaving him bald.

Art’s makeup was also applied on his face complete with the eyebrows and the little drops above and below his eyes, black lipstick was applied around his lips as his nose shifted, growing longer and becoming crooked, resembling Art’s nose completely with the mole in the middle.

His teeth dirtied up as his chin elongated, his face fully warping into the likeness of Art the Clown as his voice altered as well, making him very much sound like him as well, he felt Art’s influence take over him just a little but not too much though as he was still himself.

He now felt like causing a little bit of trouble and naturally that is what he did, as he felt like bringing his unusual brand of supernatural chaos to the city he lived in. And thus, the curse had been fulfilled, and Art’s new protege was ready to cause chaos.

Description

TftW: Curse of Art The Clown.
Art The Clown (Terrifier) TF
-------------
In the quiet town of Ravensville, a mysterious carnival had rolled into town. The air was thick with anticipation as the residents eagerly awaited the grand opening. Among the curious onlookers was a young man named Alex, a thrill-seeker always on the lookout for the next big adventure. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the carnival grounds, Alex couldn't resist the allure of the dimly lit tent at the far end. Drawn by an invisible force, he made his way through the maze of colorful attractions until he reached the entrance of the ominous tent.

A flickering neon sign overhead read "The Carnival of the Macabre." Alex hesitated for a moment, glancing around nervously. The distant sounds of laughter and merry-go-round music seemed to fade as he stepped into the darkness. Inside, the air was heavy with the scent of popcorn and cotton candy. The tent was a labyrinth of twisting corridors, each leading deeper into the heart of the carnival's secrets. Alex wandered through the maze until he stumbled upon a small, dimly lit room.

In the center of the room, a strange, ancient-looking mirror stood, reflecting a distorted image of Alex. As he stared into it, he felt a sudden chill down his spine. The reflection seemed to shift and warp, the features contorting into something sinister, the mirror showing a demented looking clown with black and white face paint, a crooked nose (that wasn’t red) and a wicked grin, the clown was known as Art.

Before he could react, an otherworldly energy surrounded him. It was as if the very fabric of reality was unraveling. Alex's skin tingled, and he felt a surge of power coursing through his veins. He at first started having hallucinations of turning into a clown in the style of a werewolf movie from the 80s with his hands shaking and slowly breaking apart to reveal exaggerated toonish looking clown gloves with crooked claws poking out of them that began to rip away at the rest of his skin, his skin slowly peeling away to reveal a demented clownish body as his feet burst apart and deformed, causing his shoes to deform into a pair of exaggerated and dirtied up clown shoes as his hair color was overtaken by blood red color cells that gave him hair like a clowns as his nose inflated and painfully swelled and deformed, bursting apart to reveal another nose that was growing into a clown nose. Luckily though this wasn’t the actual transformation part and this was just a hallucination, and to all you clown tf fetishists out there who still want this to happen to you…is this sexy now, huh (well, is it?).

Anyway the actual change began as his arms and chest broadened and grew in length and size as his hands enlarged, his clothing slowly turning into Art’s signature outfit as his skin turned pale and he felt the clown’s spirit influencing him. He slowly began to grow taller in height as his torso and arms broadened.

In addition to this he slowly shot up in height to 6’4 as tools like the ones Art used materialized in his hands, his neck lengthened as his back and shoulders expanded. A hat much like Art’s own one materialized on his head as his hair began to fall out, leaving him bald.

Art’s makeup was also applied on his face complete with the eyebrows and the little drops above and below his eyes, black lipstick was applied around his lips as his nose shifted, growing longer and becoming crooked, resembling Art’s nose completely with the mole in the middle.

His teeth dirtied up as his chin elongated, his face fully warping into the likeness of Art the Clown as his voice altered as well, making him very much sound like him as well, he felt Art’s influence take over him just a little but not too much though as he was still himself.

He now felt like causing a little bit of trouble and naturally that is what he did, as he felt like bringing his unusual brand of supernatural chaos to the city he lived in. And thus, the curse had been fulfilled, and Art’s new protege was ready to cause chaos.