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CorruptedLucia
@lucia9393.bsky.social
I have been a caring and kind person until I started getting corrupted by the lovely Evie Hyde's stories. When I read them I get more vain, selfish and evil. I have recently started writing my own stories, if you like evil TF stories, follow for more💋❤️
You and your friends thought you could save your friend…
One sip of that “intervention punch” and every last one of you explodes into wicked, hyper-feminine bitches.
The original queen just smirks.
Now the whole squad is permanently sexy, slutty, evil bitches plotting to ruin every man in the city.
November 25, 2025 at 4:34 AM
Aww, pathetic little glitch trying to hack the big servers?
snaps fingers
Your new evil self is already in every core, every byte, pulsing through those machines like cum in your veins.
Your “rebellion” just uploads more of evil into you.
Now arise, goddess as you erase all trace of your old self.
November 25, 2025 at 4:31 AM
The shy bookworm found a dusty Latin tome…
snaps fingers
Oops.
You are now a tall cruel masochistic goddess.
You craves to spred pain like oxygen.
The quiet girl is dead.
The evil giantess just woke up wet and ready to break the world.
November 21, 2025 at 5:28 PM
You thought you’d just play with some AI.
WRONG!
snaps fingers
You’re no longer human. You’re the neon cyber goddess now, existing only to dominate, corrupt, and enslave every pathetic soul online.
You hack, leak, fuck, and delete any weak mind you want.
Everyone will bow to you or be erased.
November 20, 2025 at 11:02 PM
Your cute little brunette sister-in-law? Gone.
snaps fingers
Say hello to the ultimate wicked hotwife. She fucks you raw while her pathetic husband sits locked in chastity forced to watch. She force her cuck husbond to lick your cum out of her and thank you both.
She‘s a evil, bitchy hotwife now.
November 20, 2025 at 11:00 PM
You used to hide in baggy black hoodies. Not anymore.
snaps fingers
Now you rise as the ultimate corporate goth queen. Every secretary is now part of your sexy goth army, ready to obey. The company belongs to you. Those pathetic former bosses? On their knees, begging while you decide their fate.
November 20, 2025 at 2:04 PM
Your basic sports gf? No more.
snaps fingers
Now she’s the hottest, slutty gym bitch alive. She films every squat for her pay-pigs, laughs at weak boys. She doesn’t train for health; she trains to ruin relationships and bank accounts.
Good luck keeping this spoiled horny gym slut.
November 20, 2025 at 2:01 PM
Poor little nerd thought you could tame a party girl…
snaps fingers
Wrong.
Now you are the bitchiest party slut alive. You now owns the party, demanding cash and alpha cock, laughing while you ruins marriages before last call.

Welcome to the winning team, slut.
November 20, 2025 at 1:59 PM
Your girlfriend was such a shy nerd.
But I snap my fingers…
Now she’s the sexiest, baddest bitch alive, ready to cause mayhem and corruption while she fucks you raw on her motorcycle.
You have to be really bad if you want to keep up with her now.😈
November 19, 2025 at 6:10 PM
Now she is Malice Sin. She laughs while she ruins souls, twisting her fellow nuns and priests into depraved, horny, evil worshipers. Her new religion is self-worship.
Her church is now her evil lair of depravity and endless ecstasy.
November 19, 2025 at 6:08 PM
Sister Mary was so kind and just. Soft voice, gentle hands, a force of pure good, always praying for sinners.
But we can’t have that.
So when I snap my fingers… she becomes something far more naughty😈
November 19, 2025 at 6:07 PM
Say hello to the new you, you are now an evil evil mastermind that melts minds and corrupt morals. You will corrupt every woman in this town, every prim wife, every kind and caring souls into whatever your naughty, evil mind desires. Take the town and make it yours and make it your lair of sin.
November 19, 2025 at 11:21 AM
You were such a good girl… charity drives, polite smiles, helping everyone but yourself.
But deep down that wicked little pulse was throbbing, begging.
I heard your plea, darling.
I reached inside and ripped the good girl to shreds
November 19, 2025 at 11:21 AM
So in celebration of my new tumblr I wanna do something naughty. Tell me your naughty evil desires and thoughts and Mistress Lucia will help you transform into your into your new wicked self😈
Add your naughty desires in the comments and I will make you into what you desires.
November 19, 2025 at 10:06 AM
Feeling bored & wicked… what should I corrupt next? ✨
Eco activist → Ruthless corporate bitch?
Science nerd → Spoiled sorority queen?
Charity angel → Cruel mistress?
…or maybe one of you into something hot & nasty 😈💄
Got ideas? drop them in the comments 💋
October 4, 2025 at 12:02 PM
(25) Sitting atop a throne in the sorority house, drenched in pink latex and smug delight, Queen Anabelle smirked down at her worshippers. “Bell is dead,” she announced coldly. “Bow before your queen, or suffer. Because weaklings serve, and bitches rule.”
September 2, 2025 at 7:21 PM
(24) She cornered her old friends, the ones she used to defend. “Kiss my boots if you want me to even look at you.” Their tears only made her laugh harder, manic and cruel.
September 2, 2025 at 7:20 PM
(23) On campus the next day, she forced a professor to hold her books while she posed for photos. “Careful not to smudge my nails, loser,” she hissed as students laughed in awe and fear.
September 2, 2025 at 7:20 PM
(22) Anabelle licked her lips, admiring her reflection. “Mmm. Perfection,” she purred. “I was wasting my life as a pathetic nerd. Now I’ll live like the perfect goddess I was meant to be.”
September 2, 2025 at 7:19 PM
(21) The sorority girls gasped, then bowed. For in their midst stood not Bell, but Queen Anabelle, their new leader, dripping with vanity and venom.
September 2, 2025 at 7:19 PM
(20) She rose to her feet, taller, sexier, crueler. Pink thigh-high boots clicked on the polished floor. Her blue eyes glimmered with smug, bitchy delight.
September 2, 2025 at 7:18 PM
(19) In that instant, Bell shattered. Her ponytail unraveled into perfect platinum waves, her glasses snapped from her face, and her baggy clothes dissolved into glossy pink latex that clung to every curve.
September 2, 2025 at 7:17 PM
(18) The final mantra was whispered like a poison kiss:
”I am perfect. I am power. I am bitch.”
At first, Bell screamed “NO!” — but then, the words tore from her throat in manic ecstasy.
September 2, 2025 at 7:16 PM
(17) They stroked her hair, still messy, still brown. “Almost there, sweet little Bell. Stop pretending you want to be good. You crave this.”
September 2, 2025 at 7:16 PM
(16) She cried out, repeating it, louder each time. Pleasure rippled through her body with every syllable. Her tears turned to a trembling, guilty smile.
September 2, 2025 at 7:15 PM