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"Seriously... you want to see my current project? You do realize it's a work in progress, right?" Sarge huffed.

"Yes, I do. I just want you to take a picture of me with ONE of those filters you've got!" The cardinal onlooker, who introduced himself as Kyle, said.

"Oh so... well..." Sarge looked at his phone and swiped through his filters. "Fat gain, pig TF, age progression, himbofication, statue..." Sarge's cheeks flushed hot. "I'm not used to people actually asking me to use one on them. Uh, okay..." Sarge stopped on his most recent filter. It was a Christmas-themed one. He was unsure why, but by popular demand, he created this one. "Nutcracker? How about that one? It's my newest filt-"

"Yes! Just take my picture already!" Kyle was becoming antsy. His eyes were glowing with excitement. He clenched his fists and lifted them to his cheeks, dancing in place with anticipation. "Ahhhhh. I can't believe I'm meeting THE Fluffmaster! Oh gosh! I gotta share this picture with my friends! They won't believe me!"

Sarge gave a nervous smile. "Hehe... I guess my reputation precedes me, then? So, to be clear, you're wanting me to show you my nutcracker mode?"

Kyle nodded.

"Uh, okay... Smile, I guess?" Sarge lifted his camera. He placed his thumb on the button and let the countdown happen. "You're going to feel really sti-"

Sarge's eyes widened in shock. He just realized he could see his face on his camera. "Wait! No-"

Click!

Within that moment, Sarge felt his arms stiffen. His mouth lolled open on its own. His eyes were plastered open. He lifted a hand to his cheek and felt a hard, wooden structure. "Ahhh, shoo-" he tried to say, but having no tongue made it difficult. "Ith in thelthie mode!"

Kyle stared, awestruck. He then shook his head and stared at himself. His eyes narrowed and he groaned. "The heck! It didn't change me at all!"

Sarge wanted to cry from embarrassment, but he couldn't do that... his eyes were just painted on now. "Ith... uh... thorry. Thelthie mode. Uh... they theeze!"

Kyle cocked his head. "Wha-"

Click.

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Okay, I admit, I wasn't expecting a lot of people to request a nutcracker piece this year. I do know some people are a bit scared of my darker concepts -- the nutcracker stuff in particular... soooo, here's a bit of a more light-hearted nutcracker TF!

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Sarge/concept/story (C) Me

Description

"Seriously... you want to see my current project? You do realize it's a work in progress, right?" Sarge huffed.

"Yes, I do. I just want you to take a picture of me with ONE of those filters you've got!" The cardinal onlooker, who introduced himself as Kyle, said.

"Oh so... well..." Sarge looked at his phone and swiped through his filters. "Fat gain, pig TF, age progression, himbofication, statue..." Sarge's cheeks flushed hot. "I'm not used to people actually asking me to use one on them. Uh, okay..." Sarge stopped on his most recent filter. It was a Christmas-themed one. He was unsure why, but by popular demand, he created this one. "Nutcracker? How about that one? It's my newest filt-"

"Yes! Just take my picture already!" Kyle was becoming antsy. His eyes were glowing with excitement. He clenched his fists and lifted them to his cheeks, dancing in place with anticipation. "Ahhhhh. I can't believe I'm meeting THE Fluffmaster! Oh gosh! I gotta share this picture with my friends! They won't believe me!"

Sarge gave a nervous smile. "Hehe... I guess my reputation precedes me, then? So, to be clear, you're wanting me to show you my nutcracker mode?"

Kyle nodded.

"Uh, okay... Smile, I guess?" Sarge lifted his camera. He placed his thumb on the button and let the countdown happen. "You're going to feel really sti-"

Sarge's eyes widened in shock. He just realized he could see his face on his camera. "Wait! No-"

Click!

Within that moment, Sarge felt his arms stiffen. His mouth lolled open on its own. His eyes were plastered open. He lifted a hand to his cheek and felt a hard, wooden structure. "Ahhh, shoo-" he tried to say, but having no tongue made it difficult. "Ith in thelthie mode!"

Kyle stared, awestruck. He then shook his head and stared at himself. His eyes narrowed and he groaned. "The heck! It didn't change me at all!"

Sarge wanted to cry from embarrassment, but he couldn't do that... his eyes were just painted on now. "Ith... uh... thorry. Thelthie mode. Uh... they theeze!"

Kyle cocked his head. "Wha-"

Click.

~~~~~

Okay, I admit, I wasn't expecting a lot of people to request a nutcracker piece this year. I do know some people are a bit scared of my darker concepts -- the nutcracker stuff in particular... soooo, here's a bit of a more light-hearted nutcracker TF!

~~~~~

Sarge/concept/story (C) Me