Category Archives: Erotic Captions

Master PC: Eastern Sensibilities

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Kevin was impressed with his first outing of the new device. He transformed a random patron at a coffee shop into a brain dead fuck bunny. Now, its limits in mind, Kevin wanted to try something a little more interesting with the remote. He left the coffee shop, its patrons none the wiser to the dramatic change in their reality. He hailed a cab and set off for his job at the hospital. He wasn’t anyone important, no doctor, not even a nurse. No, he was an orderly. Just wheeling people around. So as he punched in he noticed Ollie, the large black orderly he became friends with on the job. They’d frequently go out drinking and such, but Ollie had recently picked up a Nurse that Kevin had told him he had eyes for. This upset Kevin and he’d been waiting to get his revenge. So, nearly without hesitation, Kevin locked onto Ollie with the device and began scheming. He wanted this to be slow and dramatic.
“Hey Ollie!” Kevin shouted.
“Hey! What’s good my dude?” Ollie replied, not an ounce of remorse for his betrayal.
“Nothing much, just wanted to show you something.” Kevin said with a smile, holding up the remote like a tantalizing treat.
“What is that thing?” Ollie inquired, drawn in by its mystery.
“This is my revenge you bastard.” Kevin smiled pressing a button. Suddenly Ollie’s frame began to shift, he started to lose muscle mass and fat as he became skinny and atrophied. His frame shrinking to the point of looking downright feminine, narrow shoulders, rounded hips, tight waistline and smooth, undefined limbs and neck.
“What the fuck Kevin?” Ollie asked in a now much higher, but still male voice. Like a young nerdy boys voice. He threw his hands to his mouth in shock. “I sound like a wimpy bitch.
“Sure do! That’s because you are a wimpy bitch.” Kevin laughed.
“What the hell man?” Ollie asked as Kevin pressed another button. “I thought we were bros. How the hell are you doing this?” Suddenly he felt his body change dramatically. His hips widening and his waist narrowing. His hands began to shrink and his thighs began to fill out. Fat began to build up in distinctly feminine areas giving him nice soft curves all over his body culminating in his chest beginning to billow outwards. “What the fuck dude! I’m… I have…” His voice changing to a more and more feminine one with each passing word. “Boobs!”
“Yep, very normal for a girl your age.” Kevin pressed another button causing Ollie’s eyes to flutter. “Right Olivia?”
“What? I’m not a… wait… my head. Oh right yeah. Silly me.” She laughed as her penis became a vagina without her even noticing. “That was a weird thing to say.”
“Now where were we?” Kevin asked himself pouring over the menu on the device. “IQ, maybe not yet. Age, 23. Okay. Sex: Female. Okay. Race! There it is. Not black anymore. Let’s try Asian.”
“What now?” Olivia said as her hair straightened and became reddish brown from its once proud curly black hair. Her skin began to lighten taking on a pinkish glow as it became pale and white. Her face then changed. Her lips thinned slightly and her nose shrank as her face then rounded out and her chin became less pronounced. Her eyes were last to change shrinking and reforming into the tell tale shape of a Japanese girl. Kevin entered an amendment to the name setting.
“So, Sakura, how are you feeling?” Kevin asked, priming the Libido function to be set from the average of 5 to a full blown 10.
“I’m feeling a little weird, like something is wroooooh!” She began sweating and growing red as her sex drive kicked into high gear. Her scrubs grew damp near her sex and he nipples, uncovered by a bra, began to poke through the scrubs as well.
“Oh?” Kevin sneered. “Are you okay?” He asked, setting the IQ to 85.
“Yes. I’m f-fine. Just a little on…” She moaned. “On edge.” Suddenly her eyes fluttered as her brain began to dwindle.
“I’m just curious.” Kevin began playing with her biography settings. “Because you’re so new to this country and all, I want to make sure you’re adjusting.”
“What? No. Me from Amereeca. What? No why Sakura tark rike dis? Me no Japanese. Me… me… Me doing rearry well. Arigato meester Kevin.” She giggles. “You are so nice to Sakura chan. Me want to make you feer happy for you herping Sakura chan.” She giggles again.
“Of course Sakura, I’d love to have you thank me.” He said clicking the final button to input a bunch of knowledge on how to please the male genitalia from her prior experience as an escort. She giggles before taking his hand and bringing him into a supply closet.

New life.

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I had my body stolen by a prostitute I picked up one night on my way home from work. Read more

Celeb TG #1

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Cas loved kate upton maybe a bit too much so while on the train to New York cas saw his chance.With his friend tristan as his pawn he used and ancient spell to transform him into anyone he wanted. But when he started the spell he saw tristan grow massive breasts, and blonde hair fall down from his head tristan covered his breasts and flipped him off, but cas realized he could turn him or anyone he wanted into his slave. This was going to be fun. Read more

Interactive Part 5 (Option 1)

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You sit beside the pool, watching Brandi splash around with some guys who were obviously into her, and with boobies like hers, threatening to burst out of her little bikini top, who could blame them? You look down at your own bikini, but you’re instantly distracted by the huge belly just past it. James had really filled you up, in more ways than one. It had been eight months since then, and Brandi was lucky she had been more interested in tit-fucking: you weren’t sure either of you could handle the both of you being pregnant.
But even as round as you are, that wouldn’t stop you from getting some action. What else is a bimbo good for after all? You were surprised how many guys wanted to suck your milk-filled boobies, and feel your bloated belly pressed up against them. And speaking of…
Brandi had lost half of her top, but one of the guys was clearly more interested in something else. You wag your finger at him, calling him over as you pull down one half of your bikini top. His eyes go wide and he quickly comes over to you. Brandi and the other guy follow suit, and before you know it you’re in their car, giving them directions back to your house. Read more

The Private School

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“YOU’RE NOT LISTENING TO ME,” The man yelled, obviously furious. Mr. Cliff held his composure and spoke calmly.
“Of course, Ted—” he said, before being interrupted.
“I’m Mr. Hobbs to you, Emily’s dad,” he said, before taking a deep breath, “Now I just want to know why my daughter is performing so poorly. Before enrolling in this private school she was a straight A student on track to become valedictorian, now she’s… she’s… she’s dumb!” He was practically shaking with anger.
“Now it’s easy to be critical from outside the classroom, Mr. Hobbs, but I assure you that any deficits of your daughter’s are not a result of this institution. If it would help, I could show you one of our lessons.” Mr. Cliff said, reassuringly.
“Okay, fine, sure.”
Mr. Cliff stood from his desk, turned off his office lights, and began the projector. A clip appeared of two girls walking down the hall. Mr. Cliff watched Ted Hobbs as the light of the screen reflecting across his face, casting bright pinks and oranges over his skin. Mr. Hobbs, however, kept a clean concentration on the screen. He watched the vapid young girls gossip in the halls, shop at the mall, and flirt with boys. The entire video was set to a unique beat, interlaced with a narration that was difficult for Hobbs to quite understand. He was so focused on discovering the sound that he hardly noticed the video was repeating, an endless loop of the girls. After an hour, Mr. Cliff stood up and began circling Mr. Hobbs.
“Ted,” he said, “Do you see now how lucky your daughter is to attend an institution like this?”
No response.
“Already you are overcome with focus and determination by our lesson and this is only your first hour! Surely you must be impressed?”
Again, Ted stared vacantly at the screen, entranced by the video.
“You know, Ted, many experts believe students learn just as much at home as they do at school, if not more. That’s why I’m very happy you came in today. Through example, you’ll be able to reinforce Emily’s lessons while she is at home. Wouldn’t that be excellent?”
His expression remained unchanged as he glared deeply at the projection, overwhelmed by the distant voices. Mr. Cliff finished his circling, standing directly in front of Ted, his body covered in the projection.
“Strip for me, Mr. Hobbs.”
The man rose, his eyes blank and empty, as he pealed off his clothing one article at a time. He stood in the office, directly in front of the man he came into chastise, naked and obedient.
Mr. Cliff walked to his desk, pulling a small syringe from the drawer. He approached Ted, flicked the needle twice, then injected it into his arm. The changes were immediate. The sound of cracking and splitting overwhelmed the room as Ted shrank a foot and lost easily a hundred pounds. His hair shed from his body leaving him smooth and bald while his hips widened and ass exploded. From his bald head poured blonde hair, stopping just above his newly forming breasts. His face contoured and reshaped as his lips puffed out and his eyes recolored from brown to blue. His expression, however, remained stoic. Throughout the changes Ted stared forward, watching the projection. Not even the feeling of his dick shriveling up and retreating into himself, leaving a proud, puffy cunt was enough to elicit a reaction. Mr. Cliff stood back and admired his work.
“You can take a seat, Mrs. Hobbs,” he said as he turned off the projector and turned on the lights.
She blinked a few times, obviously groggy, as she stretched her arm over her head.
“Wh…what happened?” She asked, her voice many octaves higher than before.
“We were discussing how proud you are of your daughter’s progress here,” Mr. Cliff said.
“Well if the whole staff looks like you I don’t know how she can ever focus!” She said, letting a giggle escape at the end. “Oh and please call me Caitlin. Mrs. Hobbs is too, like, formal!”
“Well then is there anything else I can do for your today, Caitlin?”
The newly made woman rose from the chair and approached the man, placing her hand over the zipper of his pants. Her fingers wrapped around the indention of his cock and rubbed slowly back and forth.
“No but maybe there’s something I can do for you instead,” she purred, her pussy visibly wet.
She was glad she sent her daughter to such a good school. Hopefully, by the time she graduates, she’ll be as dumb as slutty as her mom!

Please, please help me………….anyone?

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“Yes ma’am, I can read”
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” But I just stepped into this changing room to try on a pair of jeans, just for a minute. I know the sign said ‘women only’ but it was the only one available and I’m very, very sorry”
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“I have to buy a thousand dollars of merchandise or work it off?
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“I don’t have that kind of money so give me the maids outfit and let me start cleaning”
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“Please hurry this is really embarrassing”
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“Stop staring at me John and stop taking pictures!”
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“Yes John , I was aware that it’s a ‘changing room’ – Shut Up!” “And quit asking me for my phone number, it’s not funny”

WishTracker

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I was hanging out with my friend Ryan, drinking some beers, when he excused himself to the bathroom. Sitting around with nothing else to do, I noticed his phone on the counter and though ‘perfect, a chance to mess with him’. I opened up his facebook immediately, but closed it shortly afterwards. He could easily explain that away. No I could do better. I then noticed an app called WishTracker. Some sort of motivational tool? I opened it up, and it was clear he was using it to track his goals. “I will become the captain of the football team. I will learn all our course material as soon as it’s taught. I will have the highest grade in the class.” Well it was pretty clear he took this seriously, most of these were well within his grasp if not there already. Read more

Crash Diet

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Day 1: “Babe, your ex hooked me up with a big shipment of diet food from her company, so the kitchen is now a junk free zone. We’re getting in shape for our wedding this summer.”
“If you say so. I’m kinda surprised Kristen’s buried the hatchet, but all the seals seem to be intact. If you need help, I’m you man.” Read more

Vegan – not in every way

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“Ok, my ex might be a witch, and she might have changed me into that tiny brunette with big tits for cheating on her. But I don’t believe her dumb talk about how I will adapt to the new body. I want to keep my personality! And she can’t do anything about it.” the former Neil said. Read more