Anything at All

Are You Decent?

Bodysuit Mischief

Backfire

Getting Some Payback

On Her Mind

Sooner than Later

Transcript: I’d known that getting caught whilst en femme was bound to happen sooner or later. I just hadn’t expected it to be this soon.
It’d been a quiet weekend in the house. My parents had left for the weekend and as had all three of my older sisters. I had volunteered to stay behind to watch the house and study for the SAT’s, or so I claimed. In actuality, I had no intention of studying. An entire weekend to myself however was the perfect opportunity to let my femme side run wild and go free.
Saturday morning started off without a hitch. I began by exploring into my sister’s wardrobes and selecting my first outfit of the weekend. Now, the great thing about having three older sisters is also having three older sisters worth of clothes, shoes, and accessories. I had access to just about anything a girl could want.  Eventually, I settled on a gorgeous green Jovani dress that my sister Ashley had worn to prom last year, along with some extra raunchy lingerie courtesy of my other sister, Vanessa. Then began the transformation process.
My first order of business was to prepare my skin. For total body exfoliation, a simple hair removal cream did the trick for the most part, while a good razor took care of the rest. A hot relaxing bath then followed, serving the dual purpose of softening my now silky smooth skin as well as putting me in the mood. I tried a variety of my sisters’ bath products, as well as their lotions and creams once I had dried off, leaving me smelling like a rich floral bouquet. Making my way to the vanity, I had just completed the long arduous process of attaching my hair extensions and applying my makeup when the unexpected happened. A voice called out and I could hear footsteps rapidly approaching down the hall.
I tried to hide, but it was too late. Standing at the doorway gaping was Edgar, Ashely’s boyfriend. Had I been fully dressed, I might’ve been able to convince him that I was a younger sister Ashley had never mentioned, but with my not so small cock still hanging free between my legs, I knew the jig was up. I could see it in his face, he knew exactly who I was and it was obvious what I was doing. I broke the silence first, pleading with him not to tell. Ashley would kill me if she found out that I had planned on wearing her Jovani dress without asking. Edgar, however, seemed pretty adamant to expose me. He informed me flat out that he would tell and there was not one thing I could do to change his mind. I stared at him in awkward silence for a few moments while my mind raced a thousand miles a minute to find a solution. It was then that I noticed his raging hard on. Slowly lowering myself onto my knees, I began to gingerly unwrap his package, first with my eyes and then my hands as I asked him one more time if there was really nothing I could do to change his mind. Nothing, I asked. Nothing, he said. Boy did I prove him wrong.

Some Things Don't Change

"I started believing in magic again at the age of twenty one, when my ex-girlfriend, who turned out to be a witch, decided to punish me by transforming me into the most alluring siren you had ever met." 

Transcript: I stopped believing in magic at the age of eight when I discovered that magicians were nothing but lying tricksters. I started believing in magic again at the age of twenty one, when my ex-girlfriend, who turned out to be a witch, decided to punish me by transforming me into the most alluring siren you had ever met. She turned me into a teenage boy’s walking wet dream. 

It was supposed to teach me a lesson, to help me understand a relationship from the female’s point of view and to help me see the error of my ways. My ex was fed up with the way I still lusted after other women and was even more repulsed at the fact that I had the gall to suggest a threesome. 

The change was never meant to be permanent, but due to a slight miswording of the spell on her part and due to the fact that I may or may not have slept with a multitude of men during my supposedly temporary tenure as a woman ( and before you say anything, you try being in the body of a voluptuous sex goddess whilst retaining the frenzied sex drive of a man), the magic was sealed within me and I became stuck in the body of a Playboy centerfold forever.  

My ex and I split up shortly after and I went through a string of boy toys before finally meeting my current boyfriend, Jack. In some ways, my ex has succeeded in her attempts to change me. These days, I no longer leave the toilet seat up, pay much attention to sports, or go out with the guys for drinks. Ironically, one of the few things that hasn’t changed is exactly what she set out to correct in the first place. I still find other girls quite attractive and I still can’t seem to keep my eyes, or hands among other things if they’ll let me, off of them. Unlike my ex however, Jack doesn’t seem to mind my passions one bit.

Backyard Seductress

 

Transcript:

The bodysuit was perfect: long silky locks, smooth luxurious curves, and an expression that simply oozed with sex appeal. Jeff spent every available moment in it, willingly shedding his mundane life for that of a voluptuous brunette goddess whom he termed Jessica. Regretfully, it was a guilty pleasure that had to be confined to within the safety of his home. He didn’t dare venture out, lest someone uncover his dirty secret.

Lately however, he had taken to lounging around in the expansive back yard of his home. Sometimes he would do yoga or pretend to read while he suntanned, but more often than not, Jessica would end up completely naked and exposed in the bright sunlight. Her slow, erotic striptease and subsequent seemingly innocent display were all played off as being unintentional of course, but Jessica knew that the men in the neighborhood would be watching. It gave her secret pleasure to know that at any given moment, a man might be watching her and tugging away at his cock with reckless abandon, fervent with desire as he fantasized about her. She just hoped that it wouldn’t be much longer before one of them finally decided joined her in the backyard…

Take the Bait

Sometimes, inspiration just strikes you...as it seems to have been doing to me a lot lately. Anyways, I came across a picture that immediately threw my mind into a story frenzy, but after finishing the story, I decided that I no longer liked that particular picture (while the expression of the model's face was perfect, I didn't deem her to be overall attractive enough). Thus, I had to search for a different image. While the image I finally settled on doesn't totally convey the same feeling, I decided that it was the one that I liked best, so I'm going with it. Hope ya'll like it!

Transcript:

Dude, what the heck! I thought you said you’d pull out! Don’t you remember the warning label on the bodysuit?! If the insides of the suit come into contact with cum, it could cause permanent and irreversible binding!

Yeah, of course I remember. Unfortunately for you though, I couldn’t help but start thinking while you were on top screaming for me to fuck you harder that what a shame it was that ‘Jill’ wasn’t around more, so I decided to change that. From now on, your only identity will be Jill, an insatiable sex goddess whose sole purpose is to please her man, me. I’ll fuck you hard, show you unrestrained passion, and take you any which way I like wherever we are, morning, noon, or night. You’ll be my pretty little fucktoy, but if you’re good, I’ll fill your closets with dresses, heels, and sexy lingerie and whatever else you desire shall be yours, but only if you’re good.

Well it’s about time! I was beginning to think that you’d never take the bait! Why else do you I’d be letting you fuck me without a condom? Now that cock of yours better not be going limp! You’re fucking me again right now, just to make sure that the cum has taken its effect. I wanna feel your crazy hard cock painting the insides of my tight little pussy with your warm sticky cum! Ooh, that’s right, slide that big ‘ol cock inside of me, make me your dirty little slut! I fucking love being fucked and I fucking love it!

Payback's a Bitch (For Evie)

A capback, again! This time for the naughty and deliciously devious Evie!

Originally, the story for this cap was part of another, an offshoot if you will, but once I got to writing it, I quickly realized that it was a story all on its own. It was also at that point that I realized that this kind of story was a very prototypical "Evie" cap. That was when I decided to turn this into a cap for her! From there, my fingers flew across the keyboard and my most difficult and time consuming portion of this cap was once again the design. The story was actually finished on Monday evening, but I just hadn't had the time to put it all together yet. Hope she likes it!

Transcript: Thought it’d be cute to turn your ex-boyfriend into a girl so that he’d disappear? I must admit I was overcome at first, but that handsome well-hung stud, Jared, that you dumped me for and then sent to crush me into the ground, opened my eyes to new possibilities. I bided my time, watched, waited, and learned a new thing or two along the way, including the very magical powers that you used to turn my life upside down. I’m merely returning the favor. 

Ooh, does it mortify you to watch as the spell gradually morphs my body into yours and yours into another? By the time Jared gets back, he won’t even suspect a thing. As you can see, I already have your voluptuous hourglass figure, your perfect hemispherical breasts, and your shapely round ass. My voice is even beginning to sound more like yours too, breathier, sultrier, and simply oozing sex. Mmm, Evie sounds so much nicer than Adam...

But the process isn’t just physical, I’m also gaining access to your mind. Mmm, I can even feel the sensations as your memories flow into me, they’re so vivid it’s almost as if I was actually experiencing them right now. Oh god! Oh my goodness, that was amazing! Please tell me you remember having more wonderful orgasms! Wait, that’s different, oh wow, you are a naughty girl! I never knew that about you…and I guess Jared doesn’t either…Damien and Paolo? And is that Bianca, Damien’s wife, at another point too? Hell, I don’t blame you, she’s gorgeous! 

You were a wicked little temptress weren’t you? Always getting what you wanted, from anyone and everyone? Well guess what, I get to be that manipulative seductress now and after a few more spells, you’ll be reduced my docile little pet. 

Oh, would you look at that, your lingerie fits me like a glove, who would’ve guessed? I am you after all. I have your looks, your memories, and as much as it pains me to admit it, your personality. It’s just too much fun being a Machiavellian bitch, having men to dote on me, women to envy me, and lovers to satisfy me, but that isn’t even the best part. Those months I spent working in the brothel you tried to keep me in provided a unique education on pleasure, of which I was an extremely talented student. So when Jared comes home tonight, I will strip him slowly and make you watch as I fuck him right in front of you, powerless to do anything about it. You’ll be forced to listen as he compliments me on how good my pussy feels, how skilled I am, and how that that was the best fuck of his life. You’ll want to scream and shout, to tell him that I’m not who he thinks I am, that I’m just an imposter, but my spell will have sealed your lips and he will never know. 

Then when I’m through with him, I’ll discard him as you did me, but don’t think that I intend on letting you off that easy. Day after day, night after night, lover after lover, you’ll be forced to watch as I bask in the eternal bliss of orgasmic pleasure, pretending to be you and no one the wiser. And I’ll continue to be you, as long as it holds my interest…which judging from the already massive but still ever growing wardrobe of yours, could be a very, very long time…

The Bitch in Apartment 309

I've been wanting to do another impersonation with a bodysuit cap for quite some time and when I saw the picture in the first panel below, I had an idea. It took me longer to write than I thought and once I finished I realized that I would need to split it up into multiple panels, which proved slightly troublesome as I had to find some more high resolution pictures that could possibly go well with the first. Unfortunately, being that these are all promotional photos of the lovely and gorgeous supermodel Alessandra Ambrosio, I could not find a series of pictures and instead had to go with multiple separate ones, each with their own distinct feel and setting. Hopefully though, this doesn't take away too much from the overall flow and cohesiveness of the story. Let me know what you guys think!

Transcript: When I first moved in to the apartment across from unit 309, I was immediately smitten by the beautiful, brown-haired enchantress that lived in there. She was downright gorgeous. From her long sleek legs to her silky voluminous hair, every square inch of her body was perfect. She had smooth tanned skin, a perfect hourglass figure, and the most seductive pair of dark brown bedroom eyes that you had ever seen. Unfortunately, she was also, to put it bluntly, a bitch.

Over time, I’d noticed that while she never paid attention to a normal guy like me, her apartment frequently saw the comings and goings of affluent gentlemen: doctors, lawyers, corporate executives, and the like. They were always well dressed and lavished her splendidly with gifts, which never failed to please her. It seemed like getting her attention was only a matter of wealth and power.

As the weeks wore on however, I slowly began to realize that in spite of how much I wanted to be with her, my true desire was to be her. Although I detested the way she ignored me, I also admired her self-absorbed and manipulative air. I loved the way she strung each suitor along, making them feel special and completely wrapping them around her little finger, sucking them dry before casting them aside once they’d served her purpose. She was the epitome of feminine guile, charm, and beauty. She was everything I wasn’t, but wanted to be.

In my mind, I started to formulate a plan. I began to watch, observe and then tediously practice, imitating her graceful actions, her sensual motions, and her provocative gestures. I also took the time to carefully study the subtle inflections and intonations of her deep, sultry voice, and mimic them as best I could. All the while, every spare moment was devoted to the creation and design of the mask and the bodysuit that I would ultimately use to impersonate her, each created from and compared to the hundreds of photos that I had taken for immaculate authenticity. No detail had been overlooked, every square inch painstakingly examined for accuracy. The first time I donned the completed mask and bodysuit, I knew that I was ready. I could’ve easily passed for her identical twin, even under the most discriminating eye, but I did not want to be her twin, I wanted to be her. That left only one thing left to do.

Surprisingly, sneaking into her apartment and subduing her proved to be relatively simple. Once the dirty work had been done, I slipped into my new role of her life as with ease, as seamlessly as the vanishing edges of my mask disappeared. The only little hiccup I had was in having to periodically stop and discreetly adjust the crotch of the suit then entire first day, to ensure that everything was still secure. I didn’t want anything to be making any unexpected appearances, lest my new friends discover how much better equipped I was than them! But my fears soon proved to be trivial. The suit disguised my true sex and identity marvelously and not one person suspected a thing. In fact, I was even complimented on my skillful lovemaking, with one lover declaring that I was the best he’d ever had and that I had truly blown him away.

His approval pleased more than that he would ever know. I adored being desired, to see and to feel the hardness of their cocks and know that I was the cause, excited me more than anything. I yearned for the lustful stares of men and how quickly they would fall to my feet for only a chance to make love to me. How they continued to attempt to fulfill my every whim and shower me with luxurious gifts, even though they only received blue balls in return. Oh how I loved to tease them, to gently bring them to the brink of pleasure before violently denying them release. How frustrated they became as I continued to grind on them, satisfying myself, but refusing to let them within. They could’ve overpowered me, taken me, and ravished me a primal passion, but instead they begged at my feet for relief. I had them so wrapped up around my pretty little finger that they would’ve done anything for me.

In no time at all, I had become a sexier, meaner, and bigger bitch than my neighbor ever had been. I was now the naughty, teasing, and manipulative bitch in apartment 309 and I loved it!

Getting Some Payback

Just in case there's much confusion about this cap, allow me to clarify it here. The majority of it is an internal monologue, only the first and last lines (note the different fonts) are spoken out loud by the character. 

Transcript: “Ooh yeah, fuck that pussy real good. Stretch that tight wet pussy with your big hard cock!” 

Feels good doesn’t it? I can see that you don’t suspect a thing. It’s amazing how real they can make something look and feel these days isn’t it? Who would believe that my appearance was all just a ruse, created by an exceptionally life-like bodysuit? Certainly not your bitchy new girlfriend, who dumped me for you, and should be along any minute now to catch us in the act. Oh what a surprise it’ll be, and undoubtedly not a pleasant one. It’ll be payback to you for stealing my girlfriend and to her for leaving me. Catching you fucking another girl after you’ve canceled a date with her to ‘study’ for an important test is not going to sit well with her, oh no. 

You know the risk you’re taking by fucking me like this, right here, right now, but you still can’t resist now can you? I knew you couldn’t. When I approached you in the hallway yesterday and asked if you could help me with my French homework, I saw the look in your eye and I knew then that I had you. Then, when I showed up at your house this afternoon, all dressed up in my pretty little schoolgirl uniform, the smile on my face was genuine, but not because I was happy to see you as I’d said, but because I’d noticed the way you were shifting uncomfortably, in an effort to hide the growing bulge in your pants. And I provided no respite, playing the part of the classic tease, appearing demure and innocent, but cunningly seizing every opportunity for seduction. To your credit, you had conducted yourself well, and it was only after I’d ‘accidentally’ fallen into your lap, letting you feel the enticing nature of my flesh, and stroked your ego a bit, among other things, that you’d finally succumbed, but all she’ll see is that you did.

Oh, I do believe that was the sound of her car and the front door opening. Time for the closing act: a screaming orgasm as she walks in on us. She’ll be twice as infuriated then. Not only will she be outraged by the fact that you’re cheating on her, but also extremely resentful of the fact that you’ve never made her climax like this before either. Little does she know just how much I’m faking it, or he, what a convincing little actress I can be. Here she comes, “Oh yeah, fuck me harder! Shit that feels so good! Make me cum, baby, I’m almost there! That’s the spot, that’s the spot, oh my god! Yeeesssss!”

On Her Mind

So this was a caption that I'd written awhile back, but I wasn't that happy with it, so I'd forgone publishing it for awhile. Today, I went back and cut some text, changed some things, and over all, I am much more pleased with how it turned out this go around. I've posted the original as well, so if you'd like to see how it originally was, take a look, and let me know what you think of the changes!

Transcript: Ardent squeals continued to stream out from Chloe’s lips as the particularly well hung stud behind her continued to pound her eager pussy. Being in Chloe’s body was literally an out of body experience for Ben and though there was a particular discomfort to being so roughly dominated by another male, the overpowering sensation of heavenly bliss from Chloe’s female body certainly more than made up for it.
Ben had originally possessed Chloe’s body at the request of his good friend and Chloe’s boyfriend, Dan, who was looking for a discreet way to better learn how to please Chloe in bed. Being the good friend thatBen was,he had agreed to Dan’s plan. A few magic potions later, Ben had found himself in Chloe’s body.
The man pleasuring her at the moment however was not Dan, but Lance, the football team’s star fullback. The precarious situation had all began when, following Dan’s takeover of her body, he had found Chloe at Lance’s house and in the middle of a steamy make out session. Chloe was cheating on Dan! He’d wanted to pull away, but had thought better of it and stopped himself to avoid giving himself away. As dumb as Lance was, even he could’ve figured out that something was amiss if Chloe’s demeanor suddenly changed. The longer he allowed Lance to go on however, the more he found himself enjoying it, even starting to think of himself as her. If Chloe was a fine instrument, then Lance was a master musician. Lance knew just where and how to touch her petite body and what to say to fill her stomach with a thousand fluttering butterflies.

 It wasn’t long before the new Chloe had caved into her desires and

allowed Lance to take her entirely.

The pleasure that Chloe was experiencing now seemed almost ethereal. She’d never felt such bliss. For awhile now, the entire area from her hips to the tops of her thighs had been getting really warm. Her body had started to get tight as a wonderful pressure began to build up within her, signaling the point of no return. It had gotten tighter and tighter and warmer and warmer until suddenly, giant satisfying contractions began all over her body. Her toes clenched, her nipples grew hard, and her pussy had started to throb and convulse. She let out a feverish cry, begging Lance not to stop, but to fuck her harder.

Her thighs were still shaking and her body soaking wet as Lance flipped her over and spurted his sticky load all over her hot body. That had been amazing. Basking in the warm afterglow of her mind blowing orgasm, Chloe was no longer contemplating on the least painful way to break the news to Dan, but rather how long it would take Lance before he was ready for round two...

Naughty Afternoon Possession

Transcript: Alex smiled. This was amazing! He hadn’t really believed that it was possible, but the amulet had worked. As fantastical as it seemed, he was now inside and in total control of the body of Kara Stanton, one of the prettiest girls at school, and her lascivious body was his to do with as he pleased!

After making sure that her bedroom door was locked, he quickly began to strip out of her school uniform. As pretty as it made her look, this would likely be the only chance he would ever have to gaze upon what marvelous beauty lay hidden beneath the prim and proper of her blouses and skirts. Kara’s body did not disappoint. Her skin was smooth and fair and her frame gentle and lithe, but with a figure of a goddess. She had a beautiful pair of breasts too, large, but firm and appropriately sized for her age. Sitting on her chest, they looked perfect. It surprised him how small and delicate her hands felt as ‘she’ cupped her breasts. ‘She’ suddenly wondered what it would feel like to have a man caress them, but quickly shook the idea from her head.

An exploratory touch of her clit sent a loud involuntary squeal flying from her lips and an unfamiliar tingle reverberating throughout her entire body. Fueled by fervent desire, she immediately reached down for more as she let her other hand slip deep within the eager recesses of her womanly flesh. Lost in a storm of passion, it was only the incessant hum of ‘her’ phone that at last diverted her attention, an interruption, she vowed, that would only be temporary.

An impish smile crossed her face as saw who it was: Kara’s boyfriend. She briefly wiped her hand, picking up at once, but interrupting him before he could say more than a few words, “Hey stud, if you can make it over to my house in ten minutes, I’ll let you bend me over, hike up my skirt, and fuck me like a little schoolgirl slut.”

The line went dead instantly, but not before a flurry of activity, followed by the slam of a car door could be heard. He didn’t have to say a word, she knew where he was going. It was bound to be a memorable afternoon.

Tricks of the Lips

Every now and then I get struck with sudden inspiration and today, I decided that despite my lack of time I absolutely had to write this one out. Let me know what you guys think! What do you think will happen at prom?

 Transcript: It was spring of my last year in high school and the weekend of senior prom. My parents had left a few days prior and my sister had gone off to college the year before.

Although I was old enough to stay at home alone, I had also recently been grounded, so my parents had insisted that Matt, an old family friend, stay over to watch me while they were gone. While Matt and I weren’t particularly close, I’d known Matt for years and he’d only recently graduated from college, which made him still relatively cool by my standards.

Still, I wasn’t particularly pleased. The plans I had made for prom had been formed around the assumption that I would have the house to myself and not being afforded that luxury would make things much more difficult.

You see, I had planned on going to prom as a girl. Despite how average or normal I seemed, if a teenage boy could be considered normal that is, I wasn’t. For years I’d secretly pretended to be a member of the fairer sex whenever I could, safe behind the privacy of drawn blinds and locked doors, but after I’d returned home from my first public foray, I’d known I’d wanted more.

Prom would be the culmination of all I had worked towards and dreamed of. It would be my female alter ego, Lexi’s, first real debut and I wasn’t about to let anything or anyone stop me.

When prom day finally arrived, I was giddy with excitement. Convincing Matt that I was upstairs busy studying for a major exam, I made sure to distract him with old reruns of Happy Days before I went to work.

Believe me when I say that it was not easy. You wouldn’t believe how much work it took to make beauty look this effortless. Most girls get their hair and makeup done professionally, but I had to do mine all by myself, as well as a few other things that the other girls didn’t have to worry about. Securing the perfect tuck required nearly twenty minutes and waiting for the glue on my breast forms to dry so that they would adhere to my chest took an entire hour. It took me nearly all day to complete my transformation, but the results were well worth it; I looked spectacular.

Now that the hard work was done, all I had to do was to sneak out of the house, which was easier said than done. I’d almost made it to the door when Matt nearly gave me a heart attack, causing me to put even the most foul-mouthed sailor to shame.

Despite my current appearance, Matt recognized me nearly right away. Like I said, he’d graduated college. He was a pretty smart guy and my unladylike outburst hadn’t helped matters much. He immediately began to question me, what I was doing, where I was going, and why I was dressed as I was. There was no point in lying. I told him the truth. 

Matt surprised me by first complimenting me, saying that it took guts to do what I had planned on doing and he admired that, but it didn’t change the fact that I was grounded. Using his large frame to bar the door, Matt flatly informed me that despite the circumstances, the rules were still the rules and he was going to enforce them. 

At six foot two, Matt towered over me, even in the four inch shimmering heels I was wearing. There was no way I was forcing my way out and I wasn’t about to try, there was no sense in messing up my hair, but I also wasn’t about to give up that easily. You know the old saying the best way to settle an argument is not with your fists, but with your mouth? Well, I decided to take that little bit of wisdom to heart. 

When I finished my oral persuasion several minutes later, the only thing he had left to say to me was, “So do you need a date?”

Sweet Sissy Temptation

Transcript: 

“So how’s living with your new roommate this year, Will? You guys getting along well?” Jack asked as he and Will walked through the front door of Will’s apartment.

Will hesitated before answering, “Well…I don’t know…it’s been difficult I guess you could say, he’s definitely…very different. It’s a bit problematic.”

“Oh yeah, how so?”

Before Will could answer, a topless brunette holding an oversized rainbow lollipop sauntered into the room. Jack eyed her up hungrily, “Why, hello there. Will didn’t tell me he had such beautiful company around,” then turning to Will, “aren’t you going to introduce us?”

Will shifted uncomfortably, “Umm, yeah. Jack, this is my roommate Eric. Eric, this is my friend Jack.”

“You mean she’s a…”

“Yeah.”

Although evidently surprised, Jack, to his credit, did not seize the first opportunity to bolt out the door and run away screaming. Instead, he extended his hand and smiled, “Nice to meet you, Eric.”

The brunette giggled and smiled back at him. “Likewise, but you can call me Emma,” her sultry feminine voice once again catching Jack off guard. There was also a hint of playfulness, as Emma began to gently trace expert circles along the length of her lollipop.

“That’s a pretty big lollipop you’ve got there, Emma. You seem like a sweet girl. How would you like to hang out some time?”

“That depends, have you got a tasty lollipop for me?” Emma asked, glancing downwards at the same time.

 “Oh I’ve got a very special lollipop for you. It’s big, thick, and unlike regular lollipops, it’ll actually get bigger the more you suck on it.”

“Mmm, I like the sound of that. I do hope there’ll be a sticky surprise at the end too. I just love it when it gets all over me.”

Jack had a grin the size of Texas on his face as he turned to Will, “I honestly can’t see where you think the problem is, but if it’s really bothering you all that much, I believe that it is my duty as your good friend to offer to let Emma move in with me for the remainder of the year. Consider it a selfless sacrifice for a friend.”

A Hard Time

Transcript: Allen had thought it wouldn’t be a problem. Sunbathing nude? It wasn’t his idea of a great time, but it was what his buddy Taylor wanted to do and it wasn’t that unbearable, so he’d agreed. The nude part had also been Taylor’s idea. He’d wanted to avoid getting any tan lines and it shouldn’t have been an issue, he had argued, since they were all guys anyway. Allen had agreed then, but he was beginning to have a real hard time with it now.    

He and Taylor had been best of friends ever since the sixth grade, when he beat up the bullies picking on Taylor for being a sissy. He remembered what he thought about it at the time: so what if Taylor wore his hair a little long or wore girly colored clothes? A lot of guys did that, that didn’t make him a sissy. 

But as the two of them grew older, the differences began to become unmistakable. Whilst other guys began to shave their beards, Taylor began shaving his entire body. Whilst other guys began to develop an interest in sports, cars, and girls, Taylor became fascinated by fashion, clothes, and beauty. And whilst other guys began using aftershave and cologne, Taylor began to use makeup and perfume. Even his physical characteristics became overtly distinguishable. Whilst other guys began to put on muscle, Taylor stayed slender and thin. Whilst other guys had their voices drop, Taylor’s stayed lyrical and high in pitch. And whilst other guys began to develop angular, Olympian physiques, Taylor developed goddess like curves. All throughout however, Allen had remained true and loyal to his friend, never giving him a hard time about it.

As Taylor began to peel off the last of his garments and beckoned for him to join him however, Allen couldn’t help but feel uneasy. Despite the logic of his mind, he could already feel himself embarrassingly beginning to stiffen down below. It didn’t matter what he knew about Taylor, his eyes only saw a girl and a ravishingly gorgeous one at that. He tried to use a towel to cover himself up, but his eight inch tent gave him away. Taylor just smiled as he beckoned him forth again. Allen gritted his teeth and took his place next to Taylor. He may have never given Taylor a hard time, but Taylor was certainly not returning the favor.

On Her Mind

So this was a caption that I'd written awhile back, but I wasn't that happy with it, so I'd forgone publishing it for awhile. Today, I went back and cut some text, changed some things, and over all, I am much more pleased with how it turned out this go around. I've posted the original as well, so if you'd like to see how it originally was, take a look, and let me know what you think of the changes!

Transcript: Ardent squeals continued to stream out from Chloe’s lips as the particularly well hung stud behind her continued to pound her eager pussy. Being in Chloe’s body was literally an out of body experience for Ben and though there was a particular discomfort to being so roughly dominated by another male, the overpowering sensation of heavenly bliss from Chloe’s female body certainly more than made up for it.

Ben had originally possessed Chloe’s body at the request of his good friend and Chloe’s boyfriend, Dan, who was looking for a discreet way to better learn how to please Chloe in bed. Being the good friend thatBen was,he had agreed to Dan’s plan. A few magic potions later, Ben had found himself in Chloe’s body.

The man pleasuring her at the moment however was not Dan, but Lance, the football team’s star fullback. The precarious situation had all began when, following Dan’s takeover of her body, he had found Chloe at Lance’s house and in the middle of a steamy make out session. Chloe was cheating on Dan! He’d wanted to pull away, but had thought better of it and stopped himself to avoid giving himself away. As dumb as Lance was, even he could’ve figured out that something was amiss if Chloe’s demeanor suddenly changed. The longer he allowed Lance to go on however, the more he found himself enjoying it, even starting to think of himself as her. If Chloe was a fine instrument, then Lance was a master musician. Lance knew just where and how to touch her petite body and what to say to fill her stomach with a thousand fluttering butterflies. It wasn’t long before the new Chloe had caved into her desires and

allowed Lance to take her entirely.

The pleasure that Chloe was experiencing now seemed almost ethereal. She’d never felt such bliss. For awhile now, the entire area from her hips to the tops of her thighs had been getting really warm. Her body had started to get tight as a wonderful pressure began to build up within her, signaling the point of no return. It had gotten tighter and tighter and warmer and warmer until suddenly, giant satisfying contractions began all over her body. Her toes clenched, her nipples grew hard, and her pussy had started to throb and convulse. She let out a feverish cry, begging Lance not to stop, but to fuck her harder.

Her thighs were still shaking and her body soaking wet as Lance flipped her over and spurted his sticky load all over her hot body. That had been amazing. Basking in the warm afterglow of her mind blowing orgasm, Chloe was no longer contemplating on the least painful way to break the news to Dan, but rather how long it would take Lance before he was ready for round two...

ORIGINAL:

Note: Original title was "Heartbreaking Discoveries"

Not terribly happy with the layout, but it's the best I could come up with for now. I may go back and try to split this into a two panel caption later...

 

Transcript: Ardent squeals continued to stream out from Chloe’s body as the particularly well hung stud behind her continued to pound her eager pussy. Being in Chloe’s body was literally an out of body experience for Ben and though there was a particular discomfort to being so roughly dominated by another male, the overpowering sensation of heavenly bliss from Chloe’s female body certainly more than made up for it.

Ben had originally possessed Chloe’s body at the request of his good friend and Chloe’s boyfriend, Dan. Noticing that Chloe had never had an orgasm with him in the two years that they’d been together, Dan had intended it as a way for him to discreetly experiment on her body and thus learn how to please her in bed. Ben had reassured his friend that many girls couldn’t climax from vaginal stimulation alone and that perhaps Chloe was just one of them. To help put his friend’s mind at ease though, he still agreed to take over Chloe’s body so that Dan could experiment with it in secret.

The man pleasuring her at the moment however was not Dan, but Lance, the football team’s star fullback. The precarious situation had all began when, following Dan’s takeover of her body, he had found Chloe to be at Lance’s house and in the middle of a steamy make out session. He’d immediately wanted to pull away, repulsed at the idea of kissing another guy, but he’d had to stop himself to avoid giving himself away. As few brain cells as Lance had left over from all the hits he’d suffered, even he could’ve figured out that something was amiss if Chloe’s demeanor had suddenly changed. However, the longer that Ben had held out, the more he had come to enjoy the feelings of Lance’s muscular body against his new feminine one. Strangely enough, he’d even found himself starting to think of himself as Chloe and wanting more. Things had progressed rather quickly after that, one thing leading to another and soon she had found herself in the position she was in now.

The pleasure that Chloe was experiencing almost seemed to be ethereal. She’d never felt like this before in her life. For awhile now, the entire area from her hips to the tops of her thighs had been getting really warm. Her body had started to get tight as a wonderful pressure began to build up within her, signaling the point of no return. It had gotten tighter and tighter and warmer and warmer until suddenly, giant satisfying contractions covered her entire body. Her toes had clenched, her nipples grown hard, and the inside walls of her pussy had started throbbing and convulsing, causing her to let out a scream, begging Lance not to stop, but to fuck her harder. Her thighs were still shaking and her body soaking wet when Lance had flipped her over and spurted his load all over her tight little stomach. That had been amazing. As she basked in the warm afterglow of her mind blowing orgasm, Chloe contemplated on the least painful way to break the news to Dan…

Revenge is a Dish Best Served Cold

I had this story in mind for awhile and had originally only wanted to do a short one panel caption like I usually do, but once I started writing it, the ideas just started flowing and flowing and becoming more and more devious until I ended up with almost a short story. I started with a general impersonation and revenge theme but as I went on, I gradually incorporated the wedding and then more of a back story to it. The last panel detailing his adventures post wedding was sort of a spontaneous ad on to the story, I wanted to give the story a more final conclusion.This is definitely one of my favorite captions that I've written thus far. I hope you'll enjoy this as much as I did! Please leave me some comments (you can do so anonymously) or please hit one or more of the quick reaction boxes below the post! I really appreciate any feedback!