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Mysterious Pond
The green hell of the Froglands took a heavy toll on Sigismund’s expedition. The knight in leather armor looked through his journal. Three men were eaten and transformed by froggirls in the first week. Then he lost eight people on singing dryad girls, who took them in and transformed them into more of their kind. Then there were the naga attacks and even a rouge vampire took some of his crew.
Sigismund wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was humid and he was unsure if this expedition could even be finished. Tarthcester was only a two-week journey away. Maybe he should turn around and declare it all failed. There was just no way that they could find a path to Frogbay through this thick forest. The knight lifted his water bottle and realized that their supplies were running low.
Just at that moment, he heard the scouts returning. “Water! We found a freshwater pond!” They happily shouted. Sigismund stood up. “By the queen, lead us to it.” The remaining expedition made their way through the thick forest till they finally reached the glade. It looked like a miracle. There were no alraunes and no dangerous beasts. The water of the central pond was crystal clear with no sighs of froggirls waiting in ambush.
Sigismund could not hold his men and women. They all rushed to the pond, eagerly drinking the water. The knight smiled as he walked slowly towards the pond as well. Something seemed off. It was a nagging feeling in the back of his mind. He looked left and right but saw only grass and trees. The water seemed fine as well, at least nobody seemed to be being transformed into some kind of animal or plant.
Eventually, the knight looked upwards and a cold shower rushed over his back. An uncountable number of clear small bubbles were floating over the glade. And just as he noticed them, they began to descend onto the expedition. The first who noted the bubbles curiously poked them. As they popped in front of them, a clear fluid sprayed into their faces, sending them into a deep trance with open mouths.
More bubbles were just awaiting this moment and rushed into the mouths, popping inside and sending their fluids deep into the women and men. Panic broke out as the crew began to fly as more and more people were put into a trance by the bubbles. Sigismund observed it all and lifted his sword, but it was too late. A bubble had sneaked onto him and popped above his head. As the fluid was sprayed into his face from above, a warm tingle overcame his whole body.
It reminded him of the moment of falling asleep in a warm bed after a long day. His mind was unable to give commands to his body and it all felt numb. Sigismund could observe as small bubbles floated into his mouth. As the fluid rushed down his throat. A comforting warmth bubbled up in his body and mind. All fear and panic melted away and were replaced by blissful euphoria.
His body began burning hot in tingling bliss. More bubbles rushed to him, but instead of popping in his mouth, this time they bounced against his armor and skin, popping and covering him in the strange soap liquid. His leather armor melted away, reforming into a summerly, colorful dress. The hair on his skin retreated and all of him became softer and girlier. Sigismund shaggy hair became like silk and grew out long down his back. The formerly shady brown turned to a bright pink.
The muscles of the trained knight were absorbed back into his body and made way for wide hips and wonderful, gentle breasts that inflated onto his chest. During the whole process, he was in bliss. Drool ran down his mouth and his eyes looked dizzily towards the pond. He saw that he was not the only victim. It seemed like there were only very few who could escape the fate that had befallen him.
After his body had fully been transformed into that of an unnatural beautiful lady, Sigismund felt a presence around him. His mind was hugged by a strange aura of warmth that felt like the arms and body of a woman. There he realised it. This pond was blessed by Sylvia, the goddess of bubbles and he fell right into this sanctuary with his expedition. His mind was unable to resist her invitation of comfort and soon he gave him. There was no need to leave this place anymore and no need to finish this expedition. They were granted the blessing of their goddess and welcomed the changes in their bodies and minds.
The former knight began hearing giggles and a choir of happy, girly voices. They came from the bubbles. “Let go~.” “Accept her blessing.” “Welcome friends~” It was a euphoric rush as finally she fell onto her butt and was able to move her own body again. Her body was a blessing of a goddess, perfect in any way and eternal as long as her blessing was maintained. She could see all the beautiful ladies that were surrounding the pond, far more than she had members in her expedition. Bubbles descended, squished together, and formed into more ladies of the pond who welcomed her new sisters. The former knight smiled as a purple-haired lady offered her a hand. She accepted it and was pulled into a tight, warm hug. They would never leave this glade and would never want to. Everyone daring to enter their sanctuary would join them and be accepted with the blessings of Sylvia.

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parameters
Three young women sitting dizzily in the grass,
((hearts are floating)) over the heads of the women,
summerly dresses, beautiful, colorful hairs
(((Colorful gigantic magical bubbles))) are floating through the air, (((Digital painting))), (pixiv), highly detailed, hyper-detailed, deep eyes, stunning, intricate, sharp, smooth, realistic, masterpiece, (highres), Heterochromia
Negative prompt: deformed, cripple, ugly, additional arms, additional legs, additional head, two heads, greyscale, loli, cartoon, 3d, heterochromia, ugly, fat, obesity, chubby, deformed, deformity, ugliness, blurry, disfigured, poorly drawn face, mutation, mutated, extra_limb, extra limbs, bad hands, wrong hands, poorly drawn hands, messy drawing, text, cropped head, bad anatomy, two heads, child, kid, gross, mutilated, disgusting, horrible, old, conjoined, lowres, extra digit, fewer digit, worst quality, low quality, jpeg artifacts, watermark, username, artist name, censored, error, missing fingers, cropped, normal quality, signature, b&w, weird colors, bad art, poorly drawn, (worst quality, low quality:1.4), (blurry:1.2), (greyscale, monochrome:1.1), 3D face, cropped, lowres, text, jpeg artifacts, signature, watermark, username, blurry, artist name, trademark, watermark, title, multiple view, reference sheet, plump, fat, muscular female, strabismus, out of frame, ugly, extra limbs, (bad anatomy), gross proportions, (malformed limbs), ((missing arms)), ((missing legs)), (((extra arms))), (((extra legs))), mutated hands, (fused fingers), (too many fingers), (((long neck)))
Steps: 25, Sampler: DPM++ 2M Karras, CFG scale: 7.5, Seed: 1130405599, Size: 512x904, Model hash: 9fe4fec28d, Model: aniverse_V13, Refiner: cyberrealistic_v30 [661697d235], Refiner switch at: 0.9, Version: v1.6.0

Description
Mysterious Pond
The green hell of the Froglands took a heavy toll on Sigismund’s expedition. The knight in leather armor looked through his journal. Three men were eaten and transformed by froggirls in the first week. Then he lost eight people on singing dryad girls, who took them in and transformed them into more of their kind. Then there were the naga attacks and even a rouge vampire took some of his crew.
Sigismund wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was humid and he was unsure if this expedition could even be finished. Tarthcester was only a two-week journey away. Maybe he should turn around and declare it all failed. There was just no way that they could find a path to Frogbay through this thick forest. The knight lifted his water bottle and realized that their supplies were running low.
Just at that moment, he heard the scouts returning. “Water! We found a freshwater pond!” They happily shouted. Sigismund stood up. “By the queen, lead us to it.” The remaining expedition made their way through the thick forest till they finally reached the glade. It looked like a miracle. There were no alraunes and no dangerous beasts. The water of the central pond was crystal clear with no sighs of froggirls waiting in ambush.
Sigismund could not hold his men and women. They all rushed to the pond, eagerly drinking the water. The knight smiled as he walked slowly towards the pond as well. Something seemed off. It was a nagging feeling in the back of his mind. He looked left and right but saw only grass and trees. The water seemed fine as well, at least nobody seemed to be being transformed into some kind of animal or plant.
Eventually, the knight looked upwards and a cold shower rushed over his back. An uncountable number of clear small bubbles were floating over the glade. And just as he noticed them, they began to descend onto the expedition. The first who noted the bubbles curiously poked them. As they popped in front of them, a clear fluid sprayed into their faces, sending them into a deep trance with open mouths.
More bubbles were just awaiting this moment and rushed into the mouths, popping inside and sending their fluids deep into the women and men. Panic broke out as the crew began to fly as more and more people were put into a trance by the bubbles. Sigismund observed it all and lifted his sword, but it was too late. A bubble had sneaked onto him and popped above his head. As the fluid was sprayed into his face from above, a warm tingle overcame his whole body.
It reminded him of the moment of falling asleep in a warm bed after a long day. His mind was unable to give commands to his body and it all felt numb. Sigismund could observe as small bubbles floated into his mouth. As the fluid rushed down his throat. A comforting warmth bubbled up in his body and mind. All fear and panic melted away and were replaced by blissful euphoria.
His body began burning hot in tingling bliss. More bubbles rushed to him, but instead of popping in his mouth, this time they bounced against his armor and skin, popping and covering him in the strange soap liquid. His leather armor melted away, reforming into a summerly, colorful dress. The hair on his skin retreated and all of him became softer and girlier. Sigismund shaggy hair became like silk and grew out long down his back. The formerly shady brown turned to a bright pink.
The muscles of the trained knight were absorbed back into his body and made way for wide hips and wonderful, gentle breasts that inflated onto his chest. During the whole process, he was in bliss. Drool ran down his mouth and his eyes looked dizzily towards the pond. He saw that he was not the only victim. It seemed like there were only very few who could escape the fate that had befallen him.
After his body had fully been transformed into that of an unnatural beautiful lady, Sigismund felt a presence around him. His mind was hugged by a strange aura of warmth that felt like the arms and body of a woman. There he realised it. This pond was blessed by Sylvia, the goddess of bubbles and he fell right into this sanctuary with his expedition. His mind was unable to resist her invitation of comfort and soon he gave him. There was no need to leave this place anymore and no need to finish this expedition. They were granted the blessing of their goddess and welcomed the changes in their bodies and minds.
The former knight began hearing giggles and a choir of happy, girly voices. They came from the bubbles. “Let go~.” “Accept her blessing.” “Welcome friends~” It was a euphoric rush as finally she fell onto her butt and was able to move her own body again. Her body was a blessing of a goddess, perfect in any way and eternal as long as her blessing was maintained. She could see all the beautiful ladies that were surrounding the pond, far more than she had members in her expedition. Bubbles descended, squished together, and formed into more ladies of the pond who welcomed her new sisters. The former knight smiled as a purple-haired lady offered her a hand. She accepted it and was pulled into a tight, warm hug. They would never leave this glade and would never want to. Everyone daring to enter their sanctuary would join them and be accepted with the blessings of Sylvia.

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parameters
Three young women sitting dizzily in the grass,
((hearts are floating)) over the heads of the women,
summerly dresses, beautiful, colorful hairs
(((Colorful gigantic magical bubbles))) are floating through the air, (((Digital painting))), (pixiv), highly detailed, hyper-detailed, deep eyes, stunning, intricate, sharp, smooth, realistic, masterpiece, (highres), Heterochromia
Negative prompt: deformed, cripple, ugly, additional arms, additional legs, additional head, two heads, greyscale, loli, cartoon, 3d, heterochromia, ugly, fat, obesity, chubby, deformed, deformity, ugliness, blurry, disfigured, poorly drawn face, mutation, mutated, extra_limb, extra limbs, bad hands, wrong hands, poorly drawn hands, messy drawing, text, cropped head, bad anatomy, two heads, child, kid, gross, mutilated, disgusting, horrible, old, conjoined, lowres, extra digit, fewer digit, worst quality, low quality, jpeg artifacts, watermark, username, artist name, censored, error, missing fingers, cropped, normal quality, signature, b&w, weird colors, bad art, poorly drawn, (worst quality, low quality:1.4), (blurry:1.2), (greyscale, monochrome:1.1), 3D face, cropped, lowres, text, jpeg artifacts, signature, watermark, username, blurry, artist name, trademark, watermark, title, multiple view, reference sheet, plump, fat, muscular female, strabismus, out of frame, ugly, extra limbs, (bad anatomy), gross proportions, (malformed limbs), ((missing arms)), ((missing legs)), (((extra arms))), (((extra legs))), mutated hands, (fused fingers), (too many fingers), (((long neck)))
Steps: 25, Sampler: DPM++ 2M Karras, CFG scale: 7.5, Seed: 1130405599, Size: 512x904, Model hash: 9fe4fec28d, Model: aniverse_V13, Refiner: cyberrealistic_v30 [661697d235], Refiner switch at: 0.9, Version: v1.6.0