Potty Training

Image Description: Three women are standing in a bedroom, bent over a bed, next to a wastebasket. All three have their pants pulled down slightly to expose their oversized diapers. The two girls on the left have one hand on their diapers, as if in distress. The girl on the left has brown hair pulled back in a ponytail, and is wearing a gray sweatshirt, a pink shirt underneath, a blue diaper, dark gray pants, and bright pink socks. The girl in the middle has long blonde hair, a gray hoodie with writing on the back, a purple shirt underneath, a blue diaper, purple capris, and white ankle socks. The girl on the right has dark brown hair and is wearing an off-the-shoulder pink top with a white cami underneath, a white diaper with a green stripe down the middle, and black pants.

Caption: Mrs. Stevens was at her wit’s end. Halfway through the school year, and the Beta Tau Gamma fraternity house next door had to reclassify itself as a sorority thanks to her spells. She’d hoped that would put a stop to the raucous parties, but if anything, they’d only gotten worse! Loud boys coming in and out at all hours, that head-splitting noise they called “music” nowadays, and the filth. Sure, they couldn’t relieve themselves on her prize bluebells anymore, but these—well, you could hardly call them ladies, could you?—would just hike up their skirts (not that they needed to hike them very far, mind you, even in this weather) and squat right there in the yard when the party was on. The snowy yard was still splotched with yellow patches after their last little soirée. So she rolled up her sleeves and hit the spellbooks. She’d raised five lovely children, so she knew a thing or two about discipline. Sometimes if you wanted a child to learn a bit of self-control, you had to take some control away. The sisters next door had a lot of growing up to do, but Mrs. Stevens supposed that if they behaved themselves, she might even put them back in their big girl panties by the time Spring Break rolled around.

Commentary: This is a sequel to Watering the Flowers, and won't be the last we see of Mrs. Stevens or the fratgirls next door...

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!

Pregnancy Wave: Sold Out

Image Description: Four pregnant women stand in a tight group. All four wear sunglasses and have long, dark hair, and three of them in ponytails. The one on the left is wearing a pink bra top and pink-and-turquoise leggings, the next wears a black sports bra and gray spandex shorts, the third has a black-and-white patterned sports bra and a pair of dark gray short shorts, and the fourth has a gray sports bra and gray shorts.

Caption: The Pregnancy Wave hit hard, transforming 80% of the population in affected areas into women at various stages of pregnancy. Simon and his pals here slept through the wave after a night of heavy drinking, so they were late to discover its first unexpected consequence: sold-out maternity clothing departments.

Needless to say, it was the last time any of them would be drinking—or sleeping through the night—for a while.

Commentary: The Pregnancy Wave is a bit of an homage to some things that Mindi Flyth has done. Hopefully I'll get to come back to it at some point!

Changing Storms: Snow Job

Image Description: A young woman with dirty blond hair pulled back into a ponytail with a red scrunchie stands outside. She is topless with red thong underwear, and she is gathering snow from a large snowdrift into a green tub.

Caption: David got caught outside during the changing storm, along with hundreds of other newly-minted teenage girls. He arrived home to find a thong, a scrunchie, and a copy of Seventeen magazine on his bed. His roommates thought they were so funny. They also thought they’d be safe
staying inside until all the snow melted. A second exposure to the snow meant David might spend a couple more days in this form, but it’d be worth it to get back at the other guys.

After all, revenge is a dish best served cold.

Treasure Fountains Casino: Body Slots

Image Description: A woman with a blond ponytail sits at a slot machine and looks at the camera, smiling and lifting her shirt to expose her breasts.

Caption: The Body Slots are among the most popular games at Treasure Fountains Casino. The changes they offer are random, and most pulls of the lever give minor alterations at best. But once in awhile you hit the jackpot like Norman here, and that's enough to make every player believe they might be next!

Commentary: I think I'll have to revisit Treasure Fountains at some point in the future...

Bodyjacking: 911 Call

Image Description: A naked brunette woman with her long hair in a ponytail, wearing a necklace and earrings, talks into a cordless phone, with a distressed look on her face. A long-haired blonde woman sits in the foreground, somewhat out of focus.

Caption: "Hello? Yes, 911? Omigod, I think we got bodyjacked! Like, my BFF bro Brittini and me, we brought these hotties home, and we were totally gonna get laid, but we, like blacked out and woke up in their hot bodies! What did they take? Um, like, they took our boy bodies, doy! Oh, what else? Like, I guess they got our wallets and credit cards, and like, our IDs. They took their clothes, too, so we're super naked! No, I don't think they took any, like, brain stuff. We're totes normal, except our hot bodies. Address? Like, 1425 Ginger Lane, in Rolling Palms! And my name? Oh, duh. It's Kaylee...Kaylee...something? What do you mean my 'boy name'? That's the only name I have! Ugh, just hurry, okay?"

Commentary: New Content Friday! I don't do a ton of bimbo captions, so I hope you enjoy this one!

Purity Spell: Daughters

Image Description: A short-haired naked brunette girl in heels is pressed against a washing machine, legs spread wide, with her hands gripping the butt of a second naked brunette girl, also wearing one heel. At their feet is a pile of clothes, and both girls are looking toward the camera.

Caption:
Daria had it all figured out. Her overprotective father was going to be out of town for the week, her little brother was at a sleepover, and her mom was housesitting for her aunt. She'd finally have the opportunity to get Steve over and scratch their mutual itches in every room of the house.

When Steve arrived, they made it as far as the first floor laundry closet before giving into their urges. They fucked right there on the washing machine, and it was great, right up until Steve came...and came, and came, his dick shrinking with each spurt as his body changed—hips expanding, breasts growing, skin softening, all in a matter of moments, until he looked like he could be Daria's sister. That's when Daria's father appeared.

Looks like I was right to set up that purity spell," he said. "Welcome to the family, Steve. Or probably Stephanie, now. You two really should have listened to my warnings. Of course, now I've got to set up twice as many purity spells." He sighed. "Daughters."

Commentary: The Purity Spell is a concept I come back to now and then, the idea of a sort of Parental Control magic that punishes naughty children for being naughty. It's no Great Shift or Spells R Us or Swap Class, but I'm proud of it.

Laundry day

Image description: A young blond woman with a high ponytail, naked except for her strappy high heels, sits on a bench reading a newspaper in a laundromat, with a couple of men further down on the bench, oblivious to her.

Caption: The bodysuit was the only thing left for Tyler to wear on laundry day.

Commentary: This is more like it. The right font, a nice short tongue-in-cheek caption, this is what I like to do.