Side-Effects

Image Description: Two busty women are standing together wearing one-piece swimsuits, looking down at their bodies and glistening with sweat. The one on the left has short, dark brown hair and a see-through pink swimsuit that shows off her nipples and pubic hair. The one on the right has short, dirty blond hair and a see-through white swimsuit that is similarly exposing.

Caption: Gendryl, the gender-swapping drug, is proving to be a near-complete success. The only significant side-effects, demonstrated here by test subjects Randy and Steve, are hyperactive sweat glands, and a tendency for bodily fluids to dissolve most fabrics. While this is a setback and will be corrected in the next revision, test subjects have been surprisingly unfazed by it. According to one subject,  “I planned to spend the test period naked and sweaty anyway.”

Commentary: Here it is, the start of all new content, all the time!

Full Coverage

Image Description: A woman with long, crimped blond hair is bent over in front of a jet of water coming down from above. She is topless, holding the bottom of her magenta swimsuit down around her thighs so that the jet can soak her backside. She has a small Playboy bunny tattoo just above her pubic region.

Caption: After last year's back hair incident, Ralph made sure to get complete coverage when he showered at the NuYou Resort.

Commentary: And here's the last New Content Friday because from here on out, every post is new content! Look forward to two more new caps next week!

Also, any similarities between the NuYou Resort and Bikini Beach are purely coincidental.

Something Different

Image Description: A very pregnant woman with shoulder-length auburn hair sits cross-legged on a bed, with a quizzical expression on her face. She is wearing a pair of green pajama pants with white spots, and a gray t-shirt that completely exposes her round belly.

Caption: Greg’s wife Anna loved to magically change her appearance challenge him to identify what was different. He’d gotten pretty good, even when she clouded his senses. So this time she tried something a little different.

“Hm,” Greg said, looking at her quizzically, shifting to accommodate his now-huge belly. “I don’t think it’s your hair, and I think your eyes are the same...is it your nose?”

Anna smirked. He’d get there eventually.

Commentary: And here it is, the last post left from the ol' Tumblr. Which means I no longer have a nice little archive to pull from every week. I've banked quite a few captions over the months, don't get me wrong, but I don't want to burn through it too quickly. So starting next week, I’ll be updating twice a week instead of three times, and it’ll probably be Monday and Friday. Bookend your work week with all-new captions!

Fucking Sirens

Image Description: A naked woman with her blond hair in a bun stands on a beach with her arms akimbo, looking down at a dog standing on a large rock. The dog is looking down at the rock.

Caption: “Well, you should feel bad, Keith! You’re the one who pissed off those sirens, and now look at us! You’re a dog, I’m a chick, and we’re stranded on this desert island with no hot guys for miles! I mean no people! Not hot guys, guys aren’t hot, I’m straight! I mean, there’s nobody around, no muscular bodies, with big, hard—shit! Fucking sirens! Fucking Keith! Fucking...fucking...mmm...

Dammit, I’m gonna look for some bananas.”

Commentary: One more to go...

Effective Security

Image Description: A woman with long brown hair and a tattoo on her side is standing naked on a sidewalk next to a large black-and-chrome motorcycle with a flame pattern on it.

Caption: "You been bragging about yer bike's fancy new security system, Ripper," Hog scoffed. "But I touched it and I ain't heard nothin'."

Commentary: Just one more week of old content left to post! It's terrifying!

Can't Keep Her Hands to Himself

Image Description: A woman with long, wavy brown hair sits on a couch, wearing a man's button-down white shirt with dark pinstripes and a pair of dark thigh-high stockings and black thong panties. She is looking down, holding her head with one hand as she pulls the panties aside to expose her vulva.

Caption: Brent couldn’t believe his eyes—her eyes, Amber’s eyes. He had a hard time believing her hands, too, as he ran them through her hair and hesitantly touched her labia. He felt strangely happy: it had been so long since he’d actually seen her, smelled her, touched her. He thought he’d never see her again, not after his wife—ex-wife—caught them together, not after she put that curse on them.

“You like each other’s bodies so much,” she’d said, weaving light in the air. “Maybe you should share them forever.” The light lashed out, and the adulterous couple disappeared, replaced with a single person.

Now every evening, Brent feels the change beginning. His body becomes slimmer and curvier. He feels his mind slipping away, like he’s under a powerful anesthetic, and for a brief moment he almost feels close to Amber. He knows from her notes and videos that Amber takes over as the changes
finish, with just enough time for her to get to work at the strip club where they met. When the morning alarm goes off the next day, Brent is back in his own body, physically exhausted before a grueling day at the office.

Over the last three weeks, they’ve adapted to living this strange double-life, each disappearing for half the day, each finding barely any time to relax—and no time with each other.

But now he’s waking up in her body, bright and early, wearing her stockings, her panties, her shoes—and his shirt? He’ll have to call in sick, have to write a message for Amber when (if?) she finds herself in his body tonight, have to try to find out what’s happening, what’s changed, how long it’ll last.

But all that will have to wait. Right now, Brent’s realizing that despite everything that’s happened, he still can’t keep his hands off her.

Commentary: This is one of my favorite captions that I've done. I don't usually like to do ones this long, but I feel like this was a really different premise. I'd love to do more with this kind of thing.

Juicy Melons

Image Description: A woman with shoulder-length dark hair lies on a pile of small watermelons in a greenhouse full of melon plants. She is smiling at the camera, and her large breasts are squished by the melons she's lying on. She's wearing a bikini top that's green on one side and red-and-black striped on the other, and it's barely able to contain her breasts.

Caption: Not all genies are mischievous tricksters, slyly twisting words and granting wishes for their own amusement. Some have good intentions and are eager to please. Ken here found just such a genie, and she was clever enough to know when Ken made his wish that the wish's key phrase "juicy melons" had multiple meanings.

So she gave him both kinds, just in case, and Ken couldn't be happier with them!

Commentary: I saw another picture from this same picset done by another caption writer recently. It's a really great set for caps.

Asian Pussy (CN: Racism)

Gonna put this one below the fold because of the content. 

Shooting Star

Image Description: A woman with long, disheveled brown hair sits on the carpet in front of a fireplace, holding her head with a tentative expression on her face. She is wearing blue children's pajamas. The top is pulled up over her large breasts, and she's pulling the waistband down on the bottoms.

Caption: It was hard for Tyler to be so much younger than his sister. She got to be a cool college students and he was still in preschool. That's why he wished on that shooting star that he could be a grown-up like his big sister.

It didn't turn out quite like he expected.

Commentary: As of this post, it looks like there are only four more captions to repost from the old Tumblr blog. That amounts to two more weeks of normal content. After that, I'll probably have to change my posting frequency, just so I don't burn through the captions I have and then end up leaving the blog stagnant for a long time. Just a heads up!

A Game of W-H-O-R-E

Image Description: An attractive young woman is on the ground of an outdoor basketball court, with her legs spread open and her arms propping her up into a semi-sitting position. She has her eyes closed, and her long brown hair hangs down almost to the ground. Her red-and-white ringer t-shirt is tight across her braless breasts, and is short enough to leave the bottoms of her breasts exposed. She is also wearing black-and-white boyshorts and sneakers, and a basketball is nearby.

Caption: Arturo thought Carlos said “hey, wanna play a game of HORSE?” It was weird that Carlos called out “W” after Arturo missed a shot, but Carlos was kind of a weird guy anyway. Arturo pulled at his shirt and shorts, wondering if they’d somehow shrunk in the dryer, but they’d been fine until he started the game.

When Arturo missed a second shot, Carlos shouted “H.”

“You forget how to spell?” Arturo asked, then cleared his throat. His voice sounded strange, and he hoped he wasn’t getting sick. He took his time and shot again, certain this time that he’d make it,
but the ball came nowhere near the basket.

Carlos laughed out an “O,” which was humiliating enough, but then Arturo noticed he’d also broken a nail. When did his nails get so long? When’s the last time he’d had them done?

Determined not to lose, he brushed his hair back behind his ear. He’d have to get it trimmed, it was a mess of split ends. He shot again with all his strength, just barely hitting the rim.

“Yeah, yeah, R,” he said to Carlos, rolling his eyes. His voice was still a little husky. Probably just out of breath, he figured.

The next shot went wild when his arm caught his breast. What was he thinking, starting this game without a sports bra? He was sure to be sore tomorrow, and not just because of losing.

Carlos giggled out an “E” as Ariel dropped to the ground, tired but exhilarated. Sure she lost, but she sure got her heart pumping.

Carlos reached to help her up. “Wanna hit the shower?” he smirked.

“How ‘bout a rematch?” Ariel replied. “This time, shirts vs. skins.”

Oblivious

Image Description: A woman with long brown hair up in a messy bun is reading a book on a table in a library. She is wearing glasses, black boyshort underwear with white trim, and a gray button-up midriff top that exposes a lot of cleavage. She's on top of the table on all fours, with her butt raised in the air.

Caption: "I know the reversal spell is in here somewhere," James thought. "I've got to find it before this slut curse starts affecting my mind!"

Feeling Patriotic

Image Description: A woman with light brown hair pulled into a ponytail wears an American flag-patterned bikini and stands on a dock near a pond. She has her hands on her chest and has an annoyed look on her face.

Caption: The state of politics today had Louis feeling pretty down on the Fourth of July. Thankfully his witchy neighbor Katy had just the spell to get him feeling more patriotic. Or dressing the part, at least.

Commentary: Happy Independence Day to my American fans!

No Tip

Image Description: A woman with long dark hair stands at an open door holding a pizza box. She is wearing a tight white tank top and lace-topped pink panties with thin white stripes. She has a tribal tattoo on her lower back, peeking out over the tops of the panties.

Caption: Wanda sighed audibly when she saw the address attached to this pizza. Jeff Andrews never tipped, but he loved to harass the female delivery drivers. She couldn't make him more generous, but with a little magic, Wanda made sure that Jeff couldn't stiff anyone again.

TG Book Review: Mall of Change by Lisa Change

I've been aware of Lisa Change for some time now, since she's one of the more prolific authors in the self-published TG fiction scene. But I love a good transformation story set in the (increasingly anachronistic) environs of a shopping mall, so I gave Mall of Change a shot.

The story follows a southern politician named Roy Anderson who might seem somewhat familiar if you pay attention to political news in the United States. He likes to go to the mall to ogle teenage girls, and as we learn in some flashbacks, sometimes do more than ogle, with deadly results. Because Roy's feelings about teenage girls are complicated; he's attracted to them, but there's a strong, deep undercurrent of loathing for women and teen girls in particular.

Which is what makes the story so interesting when he's transformed into one.

I think it's safe to say that the majority of male-to-female gender transformation fiction features protagonists who, often out of some kind of misogyny—whether it's the immature "girls are icky" or the chauvinistic "women are inferior"—are unhappy about becoming women. But in my experience, it's rarely the kind of overt misogyny we get from Roy's internal monologue. He's a thoroughly awful character.

And as a result, it's satisfying to see the changes he goes through as a kind of body horror rather than the usual titillation. It's satisfying for things to happen to him that might break stories that weren't about punishing such terrible behavior.

It's hard to call this story fun, but it is nice to see some supernatural comeuppance to a very real-world kind of creep, and to believe even for a moment in a sense of cosmic justice. It's a short, easy read, and the subject matter means it stays pretty PG-13 in terms of content. It's available on Amazon as a single book, or as part of an anthology called Trapped as a Beautiful Girl. Other works by Lisa Change are also available on Smashwords.

Itty-Bitty Titty Committee

Image Description: A naked woman with dark hair in a bob cut sits cross-legged on a rug in front of a full bookcase. She has a hardcover book open in her lap.

Caption: "Reversal spell? Oh, no, I stopped looking for a reversal spell hours ago. It's time to accept that we're stuck like this for good. No, now I'm looking for a breast enlargement spell. There's no way I'm going to live out the rest of my life with these itty-bitty B-cups."