Crossposting stuff from my FA gallery to here in order to catch up. Below is its old description from there.

This…has to be the most femmiest and most embarrassing piece of art I’ve ever worked on. >w>;

But this is also the most time and work I’ve ever spent on highlighting and shading a pic in my whole life, so, enjoy your trap and my need to put TF and Crossdressing together. >w>;;; (Please do not kill me.)

Rikki had a devious plot in his mind. A very devious one with very devious means, all being rooted by some fun he had last night, and quickly went to work.

"Hee hee, it would be an interesting thing to be able to turn people into total traps. Sure its random and maybe over the top but hey, I'm bored, plus traps are cute." That was...part of the fox's motives as he worked and played Mad Scientist for a while, working on something that only a guy of his half-creative, half-imaginative, half-naughty mind could create.

After weeks of building, he smiled, then blushed intensely while smiling to look at his creation, which seemed to look like a giant heart-shaped compact, with a retracting and reclining chair. In that moment of time, he shut his eyes and sighed. "Damn. I must be reaaaaal crazy to make something like this..."

It was not finished yet, though. It needed to be tested. And given that he only just started having a laboratory set up, his only real experience being an accidental mixture that resulted in some time as a skunk toy, he had not properly equipped himself with test subjects yet. Not even white mice, the pet store said that they gave them all to some other mad scientist, an otter with a love for food and bellies. Odd. So, the only option left for him was to test it himself. It wasn't that he didn't like it though, it was that he was too embarrassed of what he may come out of there as, but, SCIENCE! calls and he sat himself down on the comfy char in the giant computer compact. The soft surface was very puffy and soft, nicely scented powder released from every step. The chair vibrated, massaging the vulpine as the machine activated automatically, "Trap Designer 9000: ONLINE. Subject Detected, Initializing Test Trapification Procedure," it said robotically as the chair moved, the glass switching to another surface full of clothes, cosmetics, hair care products, and other products, then fully shut itself, trapping the soon-to-be trap into a comforting trip through a luxurious make over.

Rikki blushed, but enjoyed getting patted nicely and rolled and fluffed by the soft cushion, smelling of nice attractive perfume that's certain to gain him some attention. The other side released soft paws with a quick-acting lotion, and massaged the fox thoroughly, magically shaping his body into a much curvier form, certain to gain him moderate attention. Then, they worked on comfortably fitting some new clothing fit for a cute boy who wants to confuse everyone who comes near, applying some cosmetics to enhance his beauty, and make a few highlights in his long, now luxurious hair~

...It felt like it took a while, but in actuality things were pretty short, as Rikki felt himself be set back upon the chair, which was lifting back up along with the compact. He felt...different. Very different. And it felt good~ He turned his head, back at the returning mirror, and gasped, blushing intensely once again. His clothes, his hair, his eyes, his scent, his BODY! He could barely hold in his excitement, and embarrassment as the machine succeeded beyond expectations. There he was, a beautiful looking femboi on his beautiful throne. It comforted him to see the resulting data on the screen, but not as much as it felt to look at himself now, the Queen of all Trapbois. Yeah, that had a nice ring to it~ He would think about how this would impact him in the long run, and with his friends, but for now, he smirked, with a sultry "Excellent~" leaving his lips.

(Fuck I love traps and fembois so much, you don't even know~ >w>;;;)