Make male characters female

make male characters female

they get hotter

make female characters male

they get hotter

What causes this phenomenon?

Perhaps there was alway something masculine and feminine about these characters already.
This gender swap does legit look fire doe.

Vivzieshart is retarded so she designs all of her characters like she is from opposite land

I guarantee that if Viv had designed them as the opposite gender and someone rule 63'd them, you’d have the exact same complaint

I'd honestly wanna fuck them either way.

Long-haired Loono at the beach. In a black speedo.

Never seen this show and generally straight but I'd fuck 2, 3, and 4 easily.

moxxie is better as a boy and with his character set back to how he was in season 1

Same but I'd also fuck 1.

Face is too non-human for me, sadly I didn't get fully warped to appreciate all aspects of the fur spectrum.

To each their own.

Genderswaps are typically made with being visually appealing and attractive in mind and nothing else.

You are a mentally-ill faggot.

Welcome to Anon Babble.

Why is boy Loona so popular? It's strangely interesting.

Wolves have always been popular with a certain subsection of women and a lot of guys would want to fuck or get fucked by the wolf twunk.

I want to emasculate and feminize Boy Loona

Anyone remember that femstolas green where she makes out with human during a girl's night out?

No, anyone have it?

For me it's Miller.

Anyone remember that femstolas green where she makes out with human during a girl's night out?

Still waiting on the FemStolas and Agent One green cowboy anon was gonna do

I was going to see which Thread will be the main one
but I guess I'll do it here
Be patient Anon

Loxxie will be canon. Even in the genderbent AU.

How do you figure?

TWINK

PREGNANCY

Part One

"Oh how pathetic" Blitza thought to herself "Their pathetic ambush attempt didn't go so well, fucking retards"

"We even got Ebony & Ivory running scared. I guess I'm better than I realize, if only Solas was here to see my red hot ass kicking ass"

Agent Two and Agent One were the only ones left of the ambush team. No radio, no ammo and loosing energy.

Agent One had took up most of the brunt force from the two Imps and the Hound, He was weary and bleeding but he couldn't give up

One saw throughout the whole ambush the normally calm and collected Two had seemly shifted into a state of leeriness.

but He figured it was his wounds and seeing their teammates being ripped apart which seem to finally shatter her.

Nevertheless he had to keep his focus, they were cornered ready to die but he could feel all the wounds putting the pressure on him.

Three Imps and a Hellhound stared down at the Two, Blitza cackling. One was ready to end it here, whether he survived did not matter all he cared was that Two would.

As one was ready to throw down. He stopped moving. Darkness surrounded his vision and he passed out, right next to Two.

"NO!" shouted Two, now all four of those creatures laughed knowing neither would survive and all of One's effort would be in vain.

Two knew what she had to do as she had no other choice, Blitza crept closer. Two inhaled deeply and looked Blitza dead in the eyes.

"Blitzy! That's quite enough, leave him alone!" Blitza stopped and froze, her eyes widened. "T-the fuck did you just call me?"

Two's body began to twitch violently before engulfed in blue flames. The room went red and a shadow began to emerge from the flames.

Blitza watched as the agent before her turned into flames and took shape into a silhouette she recognized.

The flames died down and revealed none other than Solas, princess of the Ars Goetia and girlfriend of Blitza

The two stared at each other for what felt like minutes Blitza's mouth began to quiver.

The sheer amount of betrayal One must feel

It makes a lot of negative character traits endearing instead of off-putting.

Part Two

"Wh....why...the FUCK are you here! Defending him! I...I thought you loved me!"

Solas took another deep inhale

"Blitzy I do....but" She briefly shifted her gaze over to One "I need a spouse not a louse"

"We never did love each other we only lusted for one another, treating each other like objects"

Blitza body began to shake as Solas continued

"That human which you now peruse showed me what it actually means to love someone"

"I did enjoy our time Blitzy don't you forget that. So I give you and your friends an option, leave now with this victory or fight me to get to him"

Solas snapped her talons summoning a vortex

Blitza still shaking, tears began to drip down her cheeks. She raised her weapon ready to fire directly at Solas's face

She tried to her hardest to find the courage to fill her heart with anger and pull the trigger

Blitza collapsed, falling to her knees and began to sob

The other three beside her looked as if they were ready to brawl but one look at their boss showed they stood no chance

Even if they wanted to fight what damage could they do to an Ars Goetia.

If Solas wanted a fight what more damage could she do, by the looks of it she had already done enough damage

The hellhound picked Blitza up and carried her to the vortex

Before they entered all of them besides Blitza took one last look as Solas

Their faces had the look of sadness but most of all hatred, they then turned away and entered the vortex which then vanished soon after

Solas started to shed tears of her own and was ready to weep only to hear One was beginning to regain consciousness

She had no time to change back into Two but she took a deep inhale and walked over and couched next to One

Taking her hands she cupped One's face with one and caressed him with the other

"Hello Jericho, it's over we can go home"

One answered groggily "C-cassidy?"

One opened his eyes staring up at Solas

Solas then leaned in and kissed One.

You and everyone else here, anon.

Anon's and Loono/Looka's face when Blitza yells asking Anon to fuck his son's onahole again

Loono

Looka

How about Lookas?

Alright if I don’t dump this now I’m gonna feel guilty.

Loona curled herself up deeper into the warmth and comfort her blanket provided her.

She felt horribly fucking hungover, and was eager to sleep in as much as Blitzø would let her get away with.

Maybe spending the entire evening drinking hard WASN’T such a great idea…

Eh what the Hell, she could always get some extra sleep at the office. And if Moxxie got mad all she’d need to do is snarl in his general direction and he’d crumple like a house of cards.

Loona groaned, ignoring the deeper tone of her voice and squirming in bed as she kept her eyes shut.

The sound of the door to her room creaking open made the gothic hellhound grumble, pulling the blanket over her head. Of course her dad wasn’t going to let her get five more minut-

”Rise and fuckin’ shine!” A nasally, feminine voice sang as the sound of curtains being drawn filled Loona’s room. It SOUNDED like her dad, but just off enough to make the hound freeze for a moment.

Instantly sitting up, wincing at the light, Loona could make out the silhouette of her adoptive dad. But it was… off.

Blinking as her sight slowly adjusted, Loona paused as she noticed just what specifically was wrong.

Her dad was… her mom?

It still looked like the imp who had taken her in. Huge curved horns, white scar on half of their face and dressed in the usual tattered coat. But Loona saw the chest and the familiarity shattered.

”Who the…” Loona’s apprehension quickly evaporated as her eyes widened, hands grasping her throat, “The fuck?!” She stammered.

That was definitely NOT her voice! Well… close to it, but she had never sounded this deep, even on her most hungover!

The hound only needed to glance down at herself to notice a whole LOT more had changed than just her voice…

Blitza tilted her head in confusion as she watched her adoptive son rapidly feel himself up, an almost frantic and confused look on his face that grew into an embarrassed blush as he reached down his baggy sweat pants.

”Loopin, what’s…” she was interrupted as the hellhound frantically stumbled out of his bed and into the bathroom, slamming it quickly, followed by the loud click of a lock ringing in the dinghy apartment they called home. Glancing at her son’s unmade bed, and the bottles of alcohol and energy drinks messily shoved under it, the assassin just shrugged.

Everyone woke up on the wrong side of the bed every now and again. Her precious son was no different.

Or he was just REALLY needing to work off some morning wood…

’Whatthefuckwhatthefuckwhatthefuck…’ was rapidly repeating itself in Loona’s mind as she leaned in front of the mirror, two of her hands on either side of it.

Waking up to her dad’s twin sister greeting her was one thing. Waking up to also find she had lost her tits in exchange for a… red rocket, was a whole different load of shit completely!

Brushing a dexterous paw over her flat chest and broader shoulders, Loona blinked rapidly, hoping that if she did it enough she’d find herself back in her usual body. But try as the hound might, she was still a he.

Loona winced, unsure if she wanted to face the world beyond the solitary of the bathroom before she heard a few quick taps on the door.

”C’mon sweetie boy~” The familiar voice of her adoptive… mom, sounded, “Can’t have Maxine and Millard beat their own fuckin’ boss to the office!”

Maxine… Millard? Loona rubbed her head through her shorter, messier grey hair. Pulling out… his, phone, she opened it up quickly. Sighing in relief that the password on it was still the same.

Looking up a few names, Loona’s eyes widened in surprise as he scrolled through his various contacts and photos. All familiar, but very apparent in their difference.

Loona passed by a picture of him taking a selfie with an imp in a formal looking office blouse and skirt, her face of irritation completely recognizable from all the times Moxxie shot it at him.

And from there it was all the same.

Queen Bee was King Bee, and Vortex was Tex. And they both looked… REALLY hot…

Loona bit his lip, face flushing red as he felt a stirring in his sweat pants. He winced as his hands brushed against it again.

Ah fuck it, he shrugged as he sat down, when would Loona ever get a chance like THIS anyway?

After maybe 5 or 10 minutes, Loona gasped and huffed as he walked out of the bathroom, his adoptive parent not paying him much attention.

Glancing down at his sleepwear, Loona sighed as he went back to his bedroom, digging through his messier closet for some clothes. All of it familiar, but looser and more masculine. Finding some stuff that looked like her usual clothes back when he was still a she, Loona quickly changed into the grey top and jean shorts.

Carefully stepping out again, Loona sighed as his mom cheerily smiled at him, handing him a bag of food and quickly gesturing toward the door.

Loona glanced at the clock, nervously coughing as he realized how much time he’d spent… loosening up.

”Sorry da- um… Blitz…a?” He trailed off as his mom giggled, pinching his cheek affectionately.

”It’s all good my pwedious Loopy~” She cooed, making Loona growl in irritation as his short imp mom confidently strode out of their modest apartment home and toward the car.

Yep. Tits or not, this weird Genderswapped Universe still had the Blitzo she knew…

Loona sat in the passenger seat, sighing as he got onto his phone while Blitza started to drive toward the I.M.P. offices.

Going over the rest of his friends lists and contacts, it seemed that aside from every guy being a gal, everything was still pretty much the same.

What had caused it, Loona had no fucking clue. And by all accounts only HE seemed to be aware of it.

”The fuck’s going on?” Loona sighed to himself in irritation. Was he… just stuck here? Had this original Loopin woken up in Loona’s own body too? Loona had no clue, but he hoped he’d quickly learn whatever cosmic lesson he was supposed to get from having a dick for a day and get into his own body.

’Just hope this ain’t permanent.’ He thought with an eye roll.

Sure, it was all pretty much the exact same, but Loona just didn’t feel comfortable in his own skin now…

Loona strolled into the pretty normal-looking I.M.P. Office, his familiar desk right where it was. The hound scratched the back of his neck as Blitza confidently strolled in past her.

”Let’s get some…” The imp trailed off as she felt her phone buzz, “Ugh…” Blitza huffed as she glanced at the contact, “Of fuckin’ course she’s calling…” She sighed, Loona raised a brow as Blitza answered, “The shit you want THIS time, Stolosa?” She asked, walking into the ‘board room,’ leaving Loona to himself again as he carefully sat back in his chair.

”Hm.” He hummed, leaning back and trying to relax. This all FELT normal, but at the same time completely wrong. The emo grey and white hellhound pursed his lips as he looked down at his drawer.

Shrugging, he opened it up to find most of the stuff he usually kept back in his own universe as well as…

A small thing of lotion and tissues.

Loona felt a familiar stirring in his pants, shivering at the memory of earlier.

It was unique, certainly. But…

”Later.” He sighed to himself, quickly shoving it closed as the door opened.

”Mornin’ Loopin!” A familiar accent accompanying a lower voice said cheerfully as Millie, or… Millard, walked in, the punk-esque dressed country imp giving him a friendly wave.

”Hmph.” A feminine, but familiarly nasally voice huffed as a white haired imp walked in, “Hello Loopin.” Maxine greeted with an eye roll.

”Um… hey.” Loona replied. Sure, this was what he expected, but seeing M&M like this in person was still a bit…

”What?” Maxine asked, “No ‘witty’ remark or slight at my relationship with my husband?” She frowned. Loona’s blinked rapidly as he thought of a response.

”Maybe later.” Loona sighed, “Don’t really feel like… myself today.” Maxine raised a brow at the usually obnoxious hellhound’s answer.

Loona felt a bead of sweat form on his brow as Maxine looked at him inquisitively for a minute.

”Know what? Fine. Hope you don’t feel normal for awhile…” She sighed, putting her lunch in the office fridge, turning to frown at Loona before going into the boardroom with her husband and employer.

Left alone to his own devices, Loona looked around at the usual old office.

Glancing back down at himself, he sighed.

”I feel like a damn triangle…” he grumbled, running a hand up and down his far less feminine figure.

The loud blaring of the phone made the sex-confused hellhound jump, startled briefly before sighing. Loona picked up the phone.

”Um, Hello. I.M.P. here.” He sighed awkwardly. Hearing the cranky client on the other line rant about the person they want killed, Loona could almost forget about the bizarro-world he had landed in as things honestly began to feel pretty… normal.

Eventually getting bored of the sinner on the phone (who had been ranting about how shitty his wife was for around 10 minutes now), Loona just hung up on them.

He was probably still raving and talking, not noticing he’d been hung up on.

Feeling his phone buzz, Loona pulled it out, glancing at a text his friend had sent him.

Still fairly… normal. At least, if Loona hadn’t known something was off, it’d look like any other text he’d get from his friends.

Unable to hide that puzzled look, Loona sighed, looking around his usual desk before he opened another drawer.

If everything in this reality was the same aside from everyone’s sexes being reversed, then…

”Good.” Loona sighed as she pulled out the smokes he kept in the office.

And just his luck, he had the same amount left here as he did back home.

Plucking the tobacco product out, Loona wasted no time lighting it and taking a puff, the drug-enhanced nicotine quickly making it’s way through his system.

Leaning back and blowing some smoke from his lips, Loona felt a bit more relaxed.

Pulling out his phone, he opened the photos app, scrolling through more pictures that he remembered taking, just with the sexes of everyone involved swapped.

It made Loona wonder though…

Opening the albums, he scrolled down to check if it was still there.

Sure enough, the whole album of random people he found hot was there just like in his normal reality.

Feeling that simultaneously familiar and alien sensation in his baggy jeans, Loona bit the bottom of his lip anxiously.

Sure, it may have been one of the first things he did after waking up, but it was still…

Opening the album and looking through some of the reversed photos and pics, Loona felt that stirring continue as he rested a hand on his lap, shivering as he felt it grow, awkwardly crossing his legs to try and hide it.

”Fuuuck…” He sighed, shifting his less curvy body back and forth in his chair, “This is so fucked…” he said, taking another hit of his cigarette. Feeling a bit more relaxed, Loona leaned back further, propping his chair against the wall to support himself.

Pulling up another pic of muscle mommy Tex, Loona blushed deeper.

Sliding a hand down his pocket, Loona’s digits brushed over his crotch again, biting his lip as he looked around, before carefully ‘shifting’ himself back and forth.

Sighing as he relaxed, Loona felt his loins stiffen and stir as he got ready for just another quick goon session…

”ARE YOU FUCKING JACKING OFF?!”

The unfamiliar, but equally familiar shrill shout of frustration instantly sent Loona sitting back up, stiff as his red rocket was in pants already.

Blinking in shock, the hound looked down to see Maxine grimacing at him in revulsion.

”I- Um… uh…” Loona stammered uncharacteristically.

”IN THE MIDDLE OF WORK??” The prudish imp added, rubbing the bridge of her nose in disgust, “No. Actually, why am I acting surprised…?” She muttered to herself, turning away from Loona, shuddering.

”It’s fucking heat season!” Blitza defended from the room over, “You’re gonna give him performance issues!”

”But does he REALLY need to… for fuck’s sake…” Maxine sighed, “Of course HE can do this during work hours… who gives a shit if a client walked in on that…” She muttered to herself, the red, white, and black demon hunched over, walking into another room, leaving Loona blushing madly in the middle of the office room.

Hunching over in his seat, Loona awkwardly slid an ear bud on, opening up another app designed to suck away your money and waste your time.

”This is SO fucking fucked…” he sighed to himself, shuffling his feet back and forth under the desk as he distracted himself…

But his ‘business’ being left… unfinished, so to speak, wasn’t much better than the shame of being so blatantly called out by Maxine like that.

”Damn blue-balling Bitch…” Loona muttered to himself. Eyes widening a moment later at the words that left his own mouth.

What.

The…

”FFFUUUCK?!” Loona gasped, shooting up from her bed. Red eyes wide at the cracks of red dawn creeping through her gloomy bedroom window.

Rubbing her eyes, Loona looked around.

Glancing down and putting a hand to her chest, Loona sighed, feeling a far more familiar, satisfying squish.

”Missed you fuckin’ girls…” Loona said in relief, her hand trailing down her familiar curvature and resting between her thighs. Yep. She was definitely back.

”Just a fucked up. Really realistic dream…” She told herself.

The sudden relief was quickly washed away by a searing fatigue and aching of one HELL of a hangover.

”Ssshiiit…” She sighed, falling back in bed and squeezing her pillow against her ears to try and drown out the headache.

Glancing toward a mostly-empty bottle of vodka, Loona groaned, memory slowly returning.

One of her friends told her that was the strongest shit you could find in the Gluttony ring. Loona had initially laughed at it. But now…

Maybe she should lay off the late-night drinking?

Loona sat up, rubbing her head as the throbbing pain still wouldn’t go away.

”Ah fuck it…” Loona sighed, grabbing the bottle and downing the rest of it.

Sighing, Loona fell back into bed as the alcohol slowly numbed the pounding in her skull. Ready to sleep in as long as Blitz would let her before dragging her to work…

Was GONNA make this longer, but fuck it I’ve held this off for way too long. Hope you guys enjoyed.

Very nice Anon

Dear God this would have actually been so peak