Category Archives: Erotic Captions

Weird family vacations

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For almost everyone on earth something changed when the GreatShift hit. People who lived on their own had it sort of easy, they could come to terms with their new bodies alone. For families it was different, since an emergency-law requiered them to stay together, no matter what bodies they got.
When Justin, the 11 year old son of the Greenbank family, came out of the pool during their first vacation after the GS his mom was annoying him again. “Justin, your bikini top! Remember we are not at home and you’ve got a big chest now and you are a 32 year old woman!” The psychologists gave the advice to parents to tell their kids how the real situation is, that way they could learn and accept faster what has changed for them.
“Moreover mom is into hot girls and women now” she added a bit embaressed while trying to hide her errect penis she got from that 22 year old guy whose body she had now. “Sorry mom. There’s always something with these things on my chest, I don’t like them. I don’t even want to wear a bra, I never had to … and I especially don’t like that I got the name of my stupid sister by coincidence” the former Justin, now Kaitlyn, added. “Your sister has it hard enough now! She went from being a 19 year old girl to a balding 43 year old man named Peter. And now put on your top again young lady! I have it hard enough since I’m alone with you two on vacations. Your dad would be here if he could, but the law says he has to perform all events as Katy Perry … so until he .. um she, gets back here you do what I say, you got that Kaitlyn?!” With that Justin pouted and put back his heavy D-cups into the bikini. “I hate the Great Shift … “

Enhanced Milk Part 3

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“Is it milk time yet, mistress?” Janine said, on her hands and knees on the kitchen floor. It had taken six months for Ellis to turn her into an obedient milk-cow, but she had finally done it.
“Hmm, I think it is,” Ellis said, her J-cup tits bouncing in her tight bra as she walked over to Janine, the milking machine in her hands. “We have to keep the supply up, after all!” She had finally decided to sell Janine’s milk, and it had been quite the successful venture. Tons of girls of all sizes came and bought it by the gallons. They didn’t know where it came from, and Ellis was pretty sure they didn’t care. And Janine was too obedient to tell anybody.
Ellis hooked up the pump to Janine’s nipples, and the cow let out a soft moan as the milk was pulled from her heavy full breasts. Ellis no longer cared about the woman kneeling on the floor, who used to be her boyfriend. No, now she only cared about the milk she produced, and the money it would make her. She stroked her cow’s long hair, and watched as her udders deflated.

Broken Machine 3

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While my father showered I got dressed quickly so I could be out of the room and back in the guest room before he was gone. I found a pair of gym shorts that rose high up my thigh but were quite loose enough for my liking. I slipped on one of my dad’s t-shirts, once again going braless, and made my way back to the only place I could avoid people, the guest room. Read more

So Teeny

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“Hey baby,” my girlfriend cooed at me as she towered over my shrunken form. “How about you, maybe…rub one out for me again? I can see you’re already getting hard down there, and I know you love your view of the new me.” Ever since she had spiked my breakfast with that stupid potion, I had been shrinking, and she had been growing. Oh, not in height, though I’m sure she had gotten some of that. No, this morning her chest had been flat as a board, just as it had always been. Her butt barely stuck out at all, and her body shape was what some would call “rectangular”. But regardless of all of that, I loved her.
But for as beautiful as I always told her she was, it seemed she had had a…different opinion. So she tricked me into drinking some potion. I had no idea where she got it from, but it didn’t take long for me to realize its effects. After breakfast she had told me to come upstairs. When I entered the bedroom, I was greeted with one of my favorite sights: her naked body, laying on our bed. I smirked at her, and she returned the expression. “Come on,” she had said. “How about we start this day off right?” Of course, I obliged.
The changes began when I had finished. I could see small buds forming beneath her nipples now, and when we stood up I could swear she had gotten taller, and curvier. I just shrugged it off, and went about my day.
That night came another love session, and the night after that another, by the third night, when I finished, it was already too late. We went to sleep, and the next morning is when the shock came.
We got out of bed together, and as soon as our feet both hit the floor and we stood next to each other, I knew instantly something was wrong.
“Hey sweetie,” I had said timidly. “Since when were you so tall?” She stood at a foot taller than me now, at least. In looking up at her, I couldn’t help but notice her breasts too. They were now large A-cups, maybe small Bs.
She just smiled down at me, and explained everything about the potion. How she had slipped it to me, and how now every time I came, I would get smaller, and it would make her even sexier. Read more

Drive

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One of the first things I learned about Julie was that she has a hyper-powered libido. While we were dating, it thrilled me. She’s super-hot, and we were having sex all the time in all sorts of places and positions. It was so exciting that I couldn’t help to propose to the woman out of sheer lust-fueled adoration. But now that we are bound by eternal matrimony, I can’t help feeling paranoid about her insatiable need for sex.
I’ve been especially concerned about the office where Julie works. She’s the only woman in a department full of intelligent, strong, handsome, and ambitious men. No straight male could ever resist a woman as hot as my wife. And knowing how much my wife craved sex, how could she resist such an alluring opportunities that surrounded her all day long? Of course, whenever I confronted Julie about it, she would deny any impropriety, instead asking why I was so obsessed with the men in her office. We were still having plenty of sex, so there was no reason I should have been concerned, but I couldn’t help my paranoia. Months of anguished wondering finally drove me to desperate measures.
After a few mishaps in college, I had given up all magical endeavors, but I dusted off my spell book to get to the bottom of my concerns. One simple possession spell, and I was able to experience a day in my wife’s fashionable high heels.
It was a bit weird at first, being in my Julie’s body. I had never possessed a woman before. It was challenging enough to figure out the complexities of a bra or pantyhose, but there was the added challenge of becoming accustomed to new anatomy. Having breasts is so much more complicated and distracting than I ever could have imagined, especially when their as sensitive as Julie’s. I get a little thrill of arousal just adjusting my bra. And arousal is another thing that’s VERY different. Instead of focused pleasure asserting itself in my groin, the warmth that starts between my legs soon spreads, tingling in every nerve of my body. It’s gotten more and more intense all day, and it gets worse every time I catch a whiff of someone’s cologne or hear the rough timber of a man’s deep voice. In my wife’s smaller body, they all seem even more powerful and attractive. I can just imagine how good it would feel to have their strong hand squeezing and caressing this sensitive body. I can feel moisture gushing in my Julie’s pussy just thinking about it. It’s so distracting!
Obviously someone with a sex drive as intense as Julie’s can’t help getting turned on in an office like this. After six hours, even the plainer looking guys seem like they would be fun to play around with. The only trouble is, none of them have approached me all day. There hasn’t been the slightest flirtation or hint of familiarity, not even a subtle hint at any sort of sexual misconduct. It’s so unthinkable that I even started putting myself out there. I loosened the buttons on my blouse (I mean, my wife’s blouse), I dropped things intentionally so that I could bend over and stick my ass in the air as I picked them up, and I even followed guys into the supply closet, squeezing around them so that my juicy tits would press up against their hard bodies.
Still nothing. Maybe Julie has been telling me the truth all this time and she’s really not having an affair with anyone. But with all of my messing around, I’ve gotten her body insanely worked up. I just have to make it a couple more hours until the workday is done and I can go home to break the spell, but I’m so horny that if I stay in this body much longer, I may do something unthinkable. I know I want to be faithful to Julie, but if I am Julie… No, this is crazy. I just can’t think right. Maybe if I play with myself a little, I can take the edge off and clear my head. Oh god it feels good to touch myself. And it’s even hotter to do it with all these men so close. I wonder how many times I can orgasm before 5:00. Or maybe someone will notice and finally offer to drive his cock up my pussy give me a good fucking. Mmmmm yes. That’s just what I need . . .

Broken Machine 2

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For the rest of the first day I hung out in the guest room on my phone avoiding the rest of the family. I’d changed out of the blue dress and into a pair of grey sweats and a green t-shirt. Of course I took the bra off, freeing my chest from it’s constricting straps. I might have kept my underwear on, if for only in the interest of not having to put my hands near my crotch, if it wasn’t a damn thong. I knew I couldn’t relax with that elastic string up my ass so I peeled it down my hips and out of my ass then kicked it across the room. By mistake I caught a glimpse of my crotch in the mirror, and it grossed me out to no end to see my mother’s naked bottom half. I quickly pulled up a pair of sweats, only to find that they clung to my mother’s curvy midsection and really called attention to her butt, now my butt. I groaned as I jumped onto the bed. I laid on my front and played on my phone, but found myself shifting again and again in an effort to get comfortable. When I realized it was my boobs that wouldn’t let me get comfortable while I laid on them I let out another annoyed sigh and laid on my back, where I found that, without a bra, they both spilled to either side, making them jiggle whenever I moved my arms. There was no winning. Read more

Payback

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If you ever think of trying to steal from the alien you hitched a ride from don’t. That’s what got me in this mess. You see earth is now barren, and humans have been newly introduced into the galaxy. Meaning that we’re actually the aliens, and exotic ones at that. I’ve been drifting for the last few years before I hitched a ride on a freighter to one of the nearby moons that I had heard was looking for miners. And in a fit of hunger I might have taken some food that wasn’t mine, but actually belonged to the ships captain. Well needless to say I got caught, and I had one of two choices. I could have gone to one of those moons as a prisoner for the rest of my life, or I could go through a reassignment. I didn’t really want to go to the mines to begin with, so I went with reassignment. Although now I probably would’ve taken my chances with the mines had I known what that meant. Reassignment means you get turned into a female counterpart of whatever your species is based of your genetic code. So now after my “reassignment” I’ve been released to the custody of the ship captain I stole from, and am now his personal “Pleasure Officer” as you can see right now he’s having his fun with me before he sends me to attend to the other guests on the ship. He’s definitely got his full payback.

Bath Oils

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It was getting out of hand, at least a part of you knew that, but no matter how much you tried you just couldn’t stop it. The part of you that didn’t want this was each time smaller, weaker. Just how long did you have left? Read more

Respects for disrespect

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The old bitch was finally dead and I’m one of the few people at her funeral. I was hoping before she died she would have turned me back into a young man. I still would have come to her funeral, just not in a dress pretending to be her middle aged spinster daughter. Read more

Expansion All Over

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“What? Did you think all the growth pills would go to my tits?” your girlfriend said, looking down at you from her new height. She had grown huge in a matter of hours. “Luckily for you,” she said. “I can’t fit in to any of my clothes now, so are you ready to have some fun?”