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Sadly, I'm mostly on hiatus at the moment. I might upload something if I manage to write something, but I've been spending most of my free time roleplaying lately.

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TG Cap: A Cyborg's Cognitive Dissonance. It's one of my least popular captions, but its story is quite unique in my opinion.

A featured personal favourite

POV Bodypart TF Cap: Closer Than Close. One of my more popular captions. I'm quite proud of the way I wrote it and how the story goes.

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06/12/2024

POV TG Cap: My Life With Rene Brandle

Img source: https://x.com/01damegane/status/788499325110235136
Artist: だめがね((◉v◉))

This caption started off when I realised that I had never really written a milf caption, to which CatEnBoots said "GET YOUR ASS WRITING RIGHT NOW OGGIE I WANT ONE". I started looking for an image shortly after that, and this story is the result. It ended up not really focusing on the "milf" part that much in my opinion, so I'll have to revisit that sometime, but it was still quite fun to write.
Caption number 68.

I stared in disbelief at the reflection in the puddle at my knees. After several seconds of staring, waiting, and hoping that it would somehow change back, my breathing gradually began to grow shaky as panic started to set in. Up until only a few minutes ago, I had been a man. I was a part of the town guard militia, and had great pride in my ability to beat just about anyone in the local pub at arm wrestling. Looking at my flimsy arms, it was clear that my strength was gone though. I could not even recognise my reflection, and I did not understand how this could have happened. I felt fine when I entered the bar earlier, but if someone put something in my drink, or if some mage had cast a spell on me, I or someone else would surely have noticed something. Yet I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, until I saw the reflection of my naked transformed form in the puddle's reflection, at which point I instantly became aware of all that was wrong with my body.

The long and silky hair, tickling my shoulders and weighing down on the back of my head. My soft and slightly thick lips. The heightened pitch of the sound of my breath. My weak arms and my vastly decreased height. The large pair of perky breasts upon my chest, which swayed around with every movement in a way that felt completely alien to me. My hips that were strangely wide, forcing me to walk in an uncomfortably feminine way. And of course the empty slit sitting in between my legs, taking the place of my manhood. I had lost my face, my strength, and even my sex.

Afraid of what else I could lose, I scrambled to my feet to run home, though I wasn't sure what I would even do when I got there. Before I could though, I felt a gentle hand being placed on my shoulder as someone spoke up behind me. "Are you alright? You have the look of someone who has just lost everything on your face." I remained quiet for a moment, before answering. "I... M-my body..." "Come with me. You can stay at my place if you need somewhere to go." He then put his cloak around my shoulders, and took my hand before leading me to his home.

It turned out that the man who took me in, Rene Brandle was a rather successful merchant. While asking for nothing in exchange, he provided me with food, drinks and shelter. Though he was a little surprised at first when I introduced myself as "Isaac", he was immediately understanding of my situation once I explained it to him. He even promised me that he would see if he could find a mage that could restore my body back to how it was before, but even after several weeks, he had not found any leads towards that goal.

One day, Rene looked quite down when he returned home after some negotiations. Being somewhat worried about him, I asked him what was going on. "Is something wrong, Rene? You look as if you have something on your mind." "Ah, Isaac. Sorry if I worried you." He smiled slightly as he continued. "Don't worry too much about it. Business isn't going well due to a bad harvest. The prices for many foods have gone through the roof, and I wasn't able to acquire as much of the goods that I was planning to export. It is not looking good for the economy in general." He goes quiet for a moment, before quickly adding one more thing. "I'm glad to have you here though, even if it is only talking, I enjoy your company."

"I see, that sounds quite troublesome..." The more I thought about Rene's words, the more they worried me. If even he was troubled by this situation, then how could I possibly get by in my current situation without his help? I was glad that Rene enjoyed my company, but being reminded of the fact that that was all I could give made me feel a strong sense of guilt. "But you've bounced back from worse in the past though, right?" In response, Rene made a worrying expression. It seemed as if he was about to say something to me, but as we made eye contact, he seemed to decide not to say it. He didn't need to though, as it was enough to make the idea that I might be weighing him down more than I had thought dawn on me.

I had to do something to repay Rene's generosity, or at least to retain his favour. But I wasn't smart enough to understand anything about his work, so I wouldn't be able to help him with that. I could help with simple things like cooking and housework, but if he hired someone to do those things better than I could, I would easily be replaced. Eventually, I concluded that though my body was weak, it was all I could rely on. It was clear that Rene was attracted to my womanly form, and though I did not want to manipulate him, I convinced myself that it would be okay if it made him happy.

So I started wearing woman's clothes, showing more of my body off to him as I began to do more work around the house. Though it made me uncomfortable, Rene seemed to look at me more and act more warmly to me as I dressed more provocatively. It wasn't enough though. If I got kicked out, the only place I could even imagine going was the brothel, and so I took what had become a plan to seduce Rene before I even knew it to the next level.

"Hey Rene, I don't know how best to say this, but... ever since my body changed into this, I haven't been 'active'. It's embarrassing, but I'm -really- pent-up, so... could you show me how it is done~?" My heart was pounding in my chest as I essentially offered my body up to him, in a way where he wouldn't feel guilty that he might be pressuring me. "Are you okay with that though, Isaac? Sorry, but I thought that you were... well, a man." His response took me off guard though. Of course, he still thought of me as a straight man, or at least someone seeking to return to being one.

After hesitating for a moment, I steeled my resolve, and shook my head. "No, I've... gotten used to it in some regard. I'm not sure if I even want to go back any more." "In that case... I'll gladly do it." He turned around, walking towards his bedroom, and I followed. We both began to undress, and once I was fully naked, I got onto the bed, laying back and blushing brightly, as I presented myself to him. He then climbed onto me, cupping one of my breasts with one hand as he brought the other down to my crotch, gently beginning to massage my folds, causing me to gasp softly.

I had known that parts of my new body were incredibly sensitive before, but Rene fingering me was the first time I was forced to really become aware of it. As soon as I started to get wet though, he used his fingers to spread my pussy, and pushed his dick in. I yelped softly, as it hurt, but he kept going, thrusting it in and out slowly at first, but gradually speeding up. It didn't take long for it to start feeling good. Though I didn't really want it to, it felt pleasurable to me in a way that was completely foreign to me. I couldn't help but start moaning pathetically as he began fondling my breasts.

It was getting hard to focus as he kept fucking me, until he suddenly asked me another question. "If you're staying a girl, then what will your name be from now on?" I thought about it for a few moments, I felt like I had to answer, and only one name came to mind. "I-Isabella~" He didn't respond, instead thrusting deeply, and cumming inside. He quickly started thrusting again though, getting rougher as he continued. For the first time as a woman, I also came shortly after that, crying out in pleasure as sparks shot through my whole body.

Rene kept fucking me for hours on end, making me orgasm many times, and shooting his seed into me several more times as well. He eventually did stop though, pulling out of me and leaving me laying dazed as a mixture of his cum and my own juices seeped out of my pussy. He then leaned down, and softly whispered something into my ear while grinning slightly. "You turned out perfectly, Isabella Brandle~" I softly murmured in response, but I was still too caught up in the afterglow for his words to really register in my mind.


From that day on, we had sex many, many times. Though it started off as me trying to repay my saviour, and to make sure that he wouldn't abandon me, my motives gradually changed. I began to enjoy it, I got used to being called Isabella, and being addressed as a girl. Even my lie about wanting to remain a woman became truth before I had realised it.

"Ah~ Welcome home, honey~" As my husband returned home, I gleefully greeted him. "Isabella~" He stared at my tits for several seconds, smiling slightly, before continuing to speak. "I'm in the mood. Let's get you out of that gown." With an excited nod, I began to take the nightgown off, while following Rene to whatever part of the house he would choose to make into the stage of our lovemaking today. I loved every day of my life with Rene Brandle, and I never realised that it had all been according to his plans from the start.

20/09/2024

A Bodypart Inanimate TGTF Futa Bimbo Bodyswap Cap

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02/08/2024

POV Bodypart TF Cap: Closer Than Close

Img source: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/53578752
Artist: 左藤空気

Hahahahaha the support technician got very close to being the first person to see this story. Anyway, I believe this is my new longest story (Beyond The Mirror technically has a higher word count, but that's essentially two stories in one caption so it is different (and oh boy ive written something since this that faaar surpasses that in total word count)). It is a little long and messed up, but I hope you enjoy ;>
Caption number 53.

After closing the door behind your back, you hang up your coat and put down your bag. It had been a long day at work, and you were definitely up for a bit of relaxation by now. While thinking of things you could do to pass the time, you head towards the couch. But after taking only a single step, you suddenly hear a soft yet quick knock on your apartment's door. You weren't expecting any visitors, and you hadn't ordered anything though. A bit confused, you turn around and open the door.

You find a girl standing in the hallway. She is fairly short, has black twin tails, and seems quite shy. Due to her short stature and her sweater's cutout displaying her chest, your eyes are drawn down her cleavage the moment you lay your eyes on her. You quickly avert your gaze and shake your head.

"Uh, hey there, can I help you with anything?" You ask, as you try to look at her face. She nods in response, as she looks up at you and answers. "Yeah, E-Eldon right? It's been a while, and I needed to talk to you... Can I come in??" Something about her tone was odd. Normally you would have refused her, but something about her did seem familiar. After thinking about it for a moment though, it clicks. "Ah, we used to be classmates right? I don't think we ever really spoke much, but sure, come in. What was your name again though?"

Her facial expression goes through several rapid changes in response to your words. Smiling as you recognise her as a former classmate, darkening briefly as you mention not having spoken much to her, brightening up again as you let her in, before darkening once again as you reveal that you didn't remember her name. She seems to shrug it off with a soft giggle though, as she walks into your home. As you close the door, she turns back to you with a cheerful expression. "That's alright, I get it, it makes sense. It has been a little while of course, fifteen months and.." She seems to stop herself from going into more detail. "Anyway, I'm Ella, remember?"

The name definitely rings a bell. She sat somewhere behind you in class, but you didn't know her personally. "Ah yes, there was definitely a girl with that name in my class. So, what brings- huh?" Before you can finish speaking, she takes your hand and begins leading you towards the couch in a straight line. It definitely crosses some boundaries, so you pull yourself free.

"Sorry, that's a bit fast. Let me... boil some water for tea, then we can talk." Her expression again changes back and forth quickly, but you offering her tea seems to reassure her. "S-sorry, and thanks~" She speaks softly before sitting down and patiently waiting for you to return.

Ella's behaviour was strange to say the least. You could tell that something was wrong with her, and are a little worried about her. Though you consider sending her away, you had already let her in, making it difficult to now go back on that decision. You fill up the electric kettle, and turn it on. While it then begins to heat up the water, you return to the couch.

As you sit down on the opposite end, Ella squirms slightly, seeming to resist the urge to scoot closer. "So, what was it you wanted to talk about?" She stares at you as you speak, and softly mutters something under her breath, too quiet for you to hear. "Sorry, could y- I love you Eldon!" She suddenly blurts out. While you are taken aback by her sudden confession, she scoots closer and quickly continues, blushing brightly, but seeming happy to finally be saying it all. "I've loved you since the very first time I saw you back then in school, and when I got here I knew you would accept me since you are so kind, you were back then too, though we only really spoke fourteen times you were so nice, and I'm so glad that we can finally- Hold.. hold up."

You push her back slightly as you interrupt her. She frowns and quickly looks down as you continue speaking to her. "I'll make this clear. I don't have any romantic feelings for you. Sure, I remember your name, but I barely consider you a person I know. I'm not sure what you think or how well you think you know me. But this is way too fast for me, or anyone really for that matter." Ella remains quiet for a few seconds. You continue speaking as you hear the kettle click. "Look. I don't know you, but I am willing to try to get to know you. With some time, maybe we can someday get somewhat close?"

You smile at her as you get up and turn to walk towards the kitchen. In truth, you were quite nervous by this point. Should you really trust this unstable seeming girl with a cup of scalding hot tea? By now, you even considered calling the police. Before you can decide to do anything though, Ella embraces you from behind, wrapping her arms around you, as her soft breasts squish against your back.

"I-I get it! You want to get closer to me and then you'll love me back, right?? That's okay, we can be close I'm glad you want that. You're so thoughtful Eldon, nobody can get between us like this~..." As she speaks, she reaches up and lays a hand on your head. An unusual tingling quickly shoots through your body as Ella pulls your head back and down uncomfortably. "Wait, what are you?!..." As you speak, the girl keeps pulling, bending your body backwards far further than it should be able to, until your feet leave the floor and you somehow fall. Your head followed by the rest of your body slips in between her soft breasts. The last thing you see is Ella looking down at you, a bright smile and blush on her face, before all goes dark. The next moment, you are two large, sensitive masses, bouncing on her chest as your new form settles.

You feel and hear Ella breathing on you, as she lifts your two halves up slightly with one arm. "Ahh... I guess I won't hear your voice ever again... But it's alright! I understand you, because you are the only one for me~ I love you so much, Darling~..." As she speaks and takes off her skirt, you internally struggle with your situation. "What happened?? No way... I-I... Undo this! I can't be your breasts! L-LET ME OUT OF HERE!" No matter what you do though, you can't move, you can't speak, and your thoughts don't reach her at all.

- One week later -

You feel your weight shift around, as your round forms roll around on Ella's chest. She slowly sits up. As she yawns softly and stretches, the bedsheets fall off you. "Good morning, Darling~ Did you sleep well? I slept great, all because you are with me~" She softly hugs you as she speaks to you. She had lovingly done this every morning so far.
"... Let me out you bitch..." You have little else to think to her, though Ella would never know this.

- One month later -

"Ahnh~! Y-yes! Like that Darling~! Feels so good, I'm mmmhm~!" Ella's breath upon your skin is hot, and you feel a pleasurable warmth radiating from below your part of her body. While squeezing and fondling your doughy masses, she fingers herself intensely, while speaking to you as if you were the one doing it. Just like she always did. Having your entire body played with like this was pleasurable beyond anything you had ever experienced before.
"No- I'mmm~! N-not your Darling~ s-so good~......"

- Three months later -

As the hot water flows over your orbs, Ella tenderly rubs soap into you. She took showers daily, and always took extra effort to clean her breasts thoroughly, something which you had come to love over time. "Mmm... I love you so much, Darling... It's such a shame that probably no one could ever understand our love, but that's alright! With you as my boyfriend, I have everything I'll ever need~!" She giggles as you slowly process her words. Your thoughts nowadays were slow, and your memories hazy. Being a mere pair of tits for so long was taking a toll on your mind.
"Love..? Yeah... feels good... but... not darling, not boyfriend? what... was i before then..?"

- One year later -

"YES~!" Ella gleefully exclaims the moment she gets home. She throws her shirt off and spins around, giggling as she frees you. "We finally did it, Darling~!" As she cups you, the ring on her finger clicks against the ring she had put on one of your nipples today. "I'm so glad that we're finally married~ Sorry that you couldn't carry me down the aisle like I know you would have wanted to~ But it's okay! Me carrying you out of the piercing shop was just as romantic, since we were together~" As Ella continues joyfully dancing around the apartment, you enjoy the way you bounce and sway.
"darling?.. who's that? i'm just... boobs~..."

- Three years later -

"Their bodies and souls came closer to each other than ever before, as they kissed each other deeply for several minutes. Finally, their lips part, and he speaks softly, 'I'll never leave you again Vee. Whatever happens, I'll be there for you...'" Ella squeals excitedly as she closes the book. "Ahh~! It's getting so good~! That's the end of the chapter though. We'll continue tomorrow, but you'll have to be patient, Darling~"

She puts the book to the side, and tightly hugs her chest. It feels good, but only for her. The mind occupying her chest has long since degraded to the point that, like any ordinary pair of breasts, it has no thoughts or consciousness whatsoever. Ella tenderly kisses the breast she has a nipple ring on, and like she has on every night ever since she absorbed Eldon into them, she whispers. "Good night, Darling, let's dream of each other tonight~"

21/06/2024

TGTF Cap: Stumped

Img source: https://oni26.tudura.com/pict/e4/0310.jpg / https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/115305
Artist: Onineko

So yeah, this one turned out pretty dark. Funnily enough it was supposed to have a wholesome twist at some point. But when I got there in writing I realised I didn't have enough space left for it. But then when I was done I realised it wasn't nearly as long as I thought it was, but it just seemed longer due to the time skips.
Caption number 51.

Ashley slowly trudges through the woods, holding his wounded leg as he ignores the dull pain every step sends through his body. He keeps going for a long time, but the slow blood loss eventually begins to make him dizzy, so he sits down on a fallen tree to rest. After laying his hunting bow to the side, he winces slightly as he tightens his makeshift bandage.

As he rests, the pain fades, at an unusually fast pace. He is weary of falling asleep in his condition, but strangely, he is only feeling more awake as the pain lightens. Confused, he carefully takes the bandage off, to find the wound he had received to his shin before gone completely.

The wound being healed was certainly a good thing, but it was also unnerving. He quickly gets up and grabs his bow again. He takes one step away from the fallen tree, but as he tries to take another, he finds that his leg is stuck. "Huh?" As he looks back, he sees that the bark of the fallen tree is somehow growing around his calve.

He tries to pull harder, but it only hurts. He tries to pry at the wood growing around his leg, but that somehow hurts as well. "Ow! Let go, damn tree?!" Finally, he takes his knife, and tries to cut himself loose, but cutting into the wood hurt too much to continue, and cutting his own flesh... he couldn't find the resolve to do that. Thinking it through further, he would probably bleed to death if he had done that. However, it meant that he was out of options...

- Several hours later -

All Ashley could do was wait for help. The sun had set, and he could feel the air around him cooling down. He should be freezing, yet the cold didn't bother him at all. Though freaky, it wasn't a bad thing. If he could survive for a few days and nights, someone would surely find him eventually.

He reached down and pulled the leg of his pants up, to check on his leg again. The bark no longer seemed to be growing around his leg. It was fusing to it. "What the hell??" He looked at it more closely. It seemed like his skin around the bark was turning pale and soft. He bent forwards to take off his shoe, which was somewhat awkward with his lower leg being stuck to the tree. His shoe came off surprisingly easily though, but his foot was... bent out of shape almost completely. It was covered in more tree bark, and resembled a root more than a foot.

- Several days later -

No matter how much time passed, Ashley didn't seem to grow hungry. He tried to ignore the changes to his body, but they were undeniable. His lower leg was now pretty much fully engulfed by tree, and a small sapling had begun to grow behind him. He didn't know how it happened, but his other leg had now also gotten stuck to the tree. In most regards it looked as if he was turning into a tree, but if that was all, then some of the other changes seemed strange and unnecessary.

It was hard to tell as he didn't have many points of reference, but his body appeared to be shrinking, yet his pants were tight around his hips. The rest of his skin had also turned soft and pale, it looked almost feminine.

- Several more days later -

Animals passed him by a few times, and on a few days it rained. Other than that and his slowly changing body, nothing had happened ever since Ashley got stuck to the tree. "... I... I am still here..." His voice sounded strange, though he wasn't sure whether it was because it had changed, or because it was the first time he had heard a human voice in several days. The sapling behind him had grown into a small tree, and when he tried to touch it one day, his hand had gotten stuck. His shoulders and his waist had narrowed considerably, and there seemed to be a pair of bumps on his chest. He didn't care too much about what his body looked like by now though, as long as he could keep his remaining hand free.

- Several months later -

... Ashley realised that she was probably a girl by now... She realised it as her clothes finally wore out to the point where they fell off, and she saw her breasts for the first time. Without giving it any further thought, she tries to go back to sleep. As the tree had grown, more of her body had become encased in it, including her other hand. By this point all she could do anyway was look, maybe wiggle her body slightly, and of course, sleep, as she allowed herself to slowly sink deeper into the tree...

- Several years later -

Ashley lazily opens her eye... She rarely woke up nowadays, since not even stuff like trying to guess what order birds would fly away in would even entertain her any more. Something felt different this time though. Her eye slowly focused, until she saw a person right in front of her. She forced her mouth open, despite the bark covering it. "Ah...haaah..! y-yyou...." She leans forwards, causing the wood and moss covering her body to break and part away. It hurt a little, but not nearly as much as she thought it would. Her legs and right hand remain fused to the tree, but with her now once again free arm, she grabs the man and pulls him close. She begins to sob as the crushing sense of loneliness which she had been ignoring for all these years rushes back to her. "I... get I-I.. please... get me out of t.. these woods!"

She hopes with all her being that he would somehow get her loose from the tree and rescue her. Or that he would listen to her, talk to her, console her, or at least stay with her. But that isn't what most people do when a creature suddenly emerges from a tree and grabs them. No matter how weak and sad it looks.
The man quickly begins to struggle, and soon frees himself from Ashley's grasp. "No! S-stay..!" Despite her pleas, the first person Ashley had seen in years runs off, leaving her all alone once again...

30/12/2023

Bodypart TGTF Cap: Just Trying To Get Home

Img source: AI (Stable Diffusion. Generation data at the bottom)

This is both a sequel and a prequel to one of my earliest captions Just Trying to Help.
I'm not entirely pleased with the original any more, but oh well.
With it I've also finally managed to somewhat properly introduce a certain major character.

It happened two weeks ago on Saturday. Me and.. my friend Charles were on our way to a local café. It was a normal afternoon, until some bastard came from behind us and snatched Charles' wallet.
"-! Hey, get back here!" "Huh? Did he... Heinrich, wait!" A few seconds later, he ran after me as I gave chase to the thief.
As I ran after them, it seemed like I would be able to catch up to them, but then I noticed someone else. It was a tall, masked man with dark hair I think. The thief ran past him, but the way he was looking at me made me feel like I wouldn't be able to pass him.

"Alright... first subject, low thaumaturgic potential." "The hell are you on about? Get out of the way!"
I then tried to run past him, but his hand glowed strangely, and he suddenly snapped his fingers. Immediately a weird intense tingle shot up through my whole body, and my body was enveloped in a green glow.
I swear I could hear the bastard chuckle softly, as my body quickly began to transform. It started with my shoes beginning to feel uncomfortable. My legs began to feel unsteady as they shortened and the man began to look taller from my perspective.
For the most part, my body just shrank and grew smoother at that point. It was also at the same time that my ears turned long and pointy, and this rose grew above one of them. Until my pants dropped due to my shrinking size, I didn't really notice any of it though. The moment I saw my dick being replaced by a pussy though, I absolutely exploded at him.

While cursing at him, I grabbed my pocket knife from inside my coat, and if Charles hadn't held me back at that moment, I would definitely have tried to stab the guy.
"H-Heinrich, we've got to get away from here!" "Let go off me! This fucker can't get away with this!"
"Second subject, high thaumaturgic potential. Good."
When his hand began glowing again, I realised Charles was right, but it was already too late by then. The man briskly stepped towards us. Before I could do anything he tore off my shirt and shoved Charles against me.
I dropped my knife, and felt that tingling in my chest again. I didn't want to look down, and so I didn't see what exactly was happening. But I could feel that I was growing these huge breasts.
At that point I began running away. The man didn't seem to try to stop me, and I didn't see or hear what he did afterwards or where he went...


"I see... That lines up with the information the police provided. Sorry to make you talk about it again. And... the next thing of note that would have happened would have been you running into Tammy, correct?"
I nod slightly. "I was just.. trying to get home... At the time he was a guy. He was just walking past the alley when-" "Ah, don't worry about that for now. I will have some questions about it later, but for now it's about what happened to you and Charles."
"Right... So, after that incident, I continued running home. At the time I hadn't realised where Charles had gone, and I was so focused on getting home that I didn't think about it until I got there. When I got there, I finally realised that he had been.. absorbed into my breasts..."
"Yes, I had heard that as well of course. Genetic analysis of the tissue also supports it, though we have no way to discern his level of consciousness at the moment. ... Thank you for letting me examine you and telling me your story, that will be enough for today."

As I grab my shirt from the nearby table, I finally decide to ask a question of my own. "So, Professor Russel, will you people be able to fix my.. our bodies?"
"... Uncontrolled and "wild" transformative thaumaturgy have this effect on people known as crystallisation. It causes them to become immune to weaker transformative thaumaturgy. I myself am also stuck with a transformed body as a result of it, though I don't have it nearly as badly as you or Tammy."
He gestures towards his ears, which are long and pointed, just like mine.
"I'm sorry, but at the moment we have no way to undo it."
"Dammit..." I grit my teeth slightly as I try to hide my anger from him. The people at Nemetosee's thaumatology research institute were some of the few who still treated me as a person after what had happened...
Professor Russel seems to notice it though, and smiles reassuringly."... My colleague, Professor Corbin, is researching crystallisation, and is actively looking for ways to circumvent or undo it. He can be a little strange, but I can assure you that he is very capable. I don’t doubt that he will find some way overcome crystallisation."

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29/12/2023

TG Bodyswap Cap: Failing To Come To An Understanding

Img source: https://twitter.com/oekakizuki_turi/status/1538347043768639488
Artist: oekakizuki

I'm not particularly interested in bodyswaps, but when I saw this image and got this idea, I decided to give writing it a shot anyway. Hopefully people don't have too much trouble figuring out who is who where.

"Y-you still have it! Please, please give me my body back, or.. at least make me a man again! No, I-I can't live like this, you have my money, all of it. I know you can definitely give me.. some of it, I.. I need it, please..?!"
The girl pathetically begs as she pulls on the boy's leg and crotch. She was surprised to see that he had left her body unchanged, but didn't realise that the power that switched them wasn't his own.

Only a day ago, Brandon was a rather egotistical young man. Much to his wealthy family's disappointment, he had grown to seriously look down on the poor. Since he did seem to take his studies serious though, they never did anything about it.
Lucy on the other hand was in many ways Brandon's opposite, the only thing they really shared was their studious nature. Though a reserved person, Lucy was a hard worker, who moved out of her family's home in order to pursue academics.
To afford her apartment she worked a part-time job at a é. Despite it being tiring, especially in combination with her studies, she put up with it.
One day, Brandon heard her complaining about it a bit to one of her classmates, to which he immediately concluded she must be incredibly poor.

"Lucy, please keep your distance from me. I know being poor isn't exactly infectious, but... I really don't want you anywhere near me."
"Brandon.. you get that I'm not actually poor, right? Sure, I need to work four to five days a week to afford my apartment, but I'm making it work."
"... That many days a week? Then it's only a matter of time before you forget to take a shower one of these days. Definitely stay away from me."

It was clear that Brandon wouldn't be willing to accept any kind of reasoning from her, so there was no point in trying. Lucy sighs, and quietly walks to her desk. She opens the drawer under it to take out her pen.
To her surprise though, she finds a note addressed to her. Though she couldn't put her finger on it, she could tell that there was something off about it as she began to read it.
"Dear Lucy, A while ago I noticed your situation and Brandon's actions. Watching it has been quite frustrating to me, so I wanted to give you the chance to make him understand.
All you need to do is sign this letter, from there on, you two can decide for yourselves how to continue."
She thinks about it for a bit. It's probably some kind of joke, and there was no indication of who it came from. But... if it was true, she would very much like that.
And if it wasn't, the worst that could happen was that someone would laugh at her.
She shrugs, and puts her signature at the bottom.


Suddenly, Brandon finds himself sitting at a desk. In front of him is a note, on which the letters are somehow moving around. Though he couldn't see what was written before, it now seems to be a note addressed to Lucy.
"Lucy, you deserve this. There's nothing more to say."
Somehow his signature is at the bottom, even though he had never seen this letter before. He rubs his eyes, and begins to realise that his hands and face feel off.
As he looks at his dainty hands, he slowly starts to become aware that things about his body feel off. It's not just his hands that are feminine, it's also his face. There's an odd weight on his head and chest, and cool air around his thigh.
He slowly looks down, and confirms his suspicions as he is met with what is unmistakably a girl's body. She holds back a shocked gasp, and begins to look around for a clue of what had happened. Near what she knows as her desk, she sees herself, or at least her body.
After quickly checking the colour of her hair, she discreetly walks over to "Brandon".

"... Why are you in my body?.."
"B-Brandon? I-I'm in your body too, this is weird..."
"L-Lucy!? Did you steal my body!? You'd better fix this! And, I-I don't talk like that, so stop."
Brandon, or at least the person in his body opens his mouth, but then seems to reconsider what he is about to say.
"I... am uncomfortable in this body too, so... I will fix it. Take good care of my life and body too, and I might help you too. You.. know how to as well, right?"
"Ngh-! Now that you mention it.. I somehow do. ... Humph! Your job seems easy enough, and the low pay appropriate."

"Lucy" stomps back towards her desk, not wanting to talk to "Brandon" any further, she decides to live as Lucy for the day. As the day goes on she grows somewhat nervous though.
She was certain that Lucy's life and job would be easy, even if it was beneath her. But she can see how uncomfortable he is in her body, and fears that there's nothing to stop him from messing up her body...

TGTF Cap: A Force To Bee Reckoned With

Img source: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/96668878
Artist: Dorius

I do love adorable bee girls. ... But I felt like writing something darker. So here's a caption about a guy getting turned into a worker bee girl in a hive of very agressive bee girls.
If I ever do another bee girl tf though, I'll definitely make a story I can more easily get fitting puns for :þ

Milo slowly raises his bow, preparing to draw it. He had been busy hunting this deer for a while. If he could catch it, it would be great for both him personally, and his village.
After considering the distance for a little longer though, he decides not to draw his bow yet. The chance of his arrow missing is still a bit too high.
But changing his location now could very well alert the creature. As he thinks about where or how it could move next, and what his best option might be, he suddenly hears a loud buzzing behind him.
Startled, he quickly spins around, drawing his bow fully. It could just have been a particularly loud fly flying past his ear. But he had heard the rumours, and he doesn't see anything.. including the harmless insect he had hoped to find.
He briefly glances back, but sees no trace of the deer, which had probably run off.
He turns back to the direction the buzzing had come from. With his bow still readied, he begins to sneak forwards, carefully paying attention to his surroundings, and listening closely for any buzzing.

After a little while, he still hasn't seen anything off, nor has he heard anything. Relieved, he concludes he was probably just being paranoid, and decides to just see what's past the vines hanging from a branch up ahead.
As he brushes the vines aside to look past them, he finally sees what he had been approaching. The sight of the large wax coloured hexagonal cells is enough to turn his stomach. He stumbles backwards, almost losing his balance.
If it was there, he had expected to see it from a good distance. But now he gets why the rumours were just rumours. They had somehow learned to camouflage their hives, and they would certainly have smelled him by now. He had to run, warn the village, and get the message out.

The moment he turns around though, his eyes meet the gaze of one of the bee girls. It's carrying a paralysed deer, and though it looks human for the most part, it was well known that bee girls were far from human.
Operating under a hive mind scholars barely understood, they lived only to serve their hive. But even if Milo didn't know that, looking into the eyes of this monster, he could tell there would be no reasoning of any kind with it. All he could hope was that it would prioritize-
At that moment, the bee girl dropped the deer.  It then begins to aggressively fan its wings, spreading pheromones into the air to inform the hive, not of there being an intruder, but rather of the presence of valuable prey.
Milo, quickly shoots his still readied arrow at it, intending to run past as soon as it hits its target. But the bee girl swiftly twists its hip to the side, swinging its abdomen around and launching its stinger.
With precision not even he could have matched, it knocks his arrow out of the air, but luckily misses him. But before he can even be relieved, the bee girl leaps towards him.
Propelled by its wings it gives him no time to run away or fight back, and delivers a deep sting to his gut with its already regrown stinger. Immediately, it's over for him.
Paralysis quickly spreads through his body, causing him to collapse onto the ground the moment the stinger is painfully ripped out from his abdomen.

Silently, the bee girl walks back to the deer it had caught, picks it up, and starts walking into his direction again. Without even glancing down at him, it steps over him and leaves his field of vision, at the same time he hears a loud buzzing approach him.
He senses several bee girls landing around him. As one of them picks him up, he gets a brief look at the others, but they already begin to move onto a different objective. He is carried to the hive just behind the vines.
The bee girl then drops him back into the ground and crawls up the entrance. A few seconds later, its head and torso emerge from the entrance again, finally giving him a look at the one transporting him. Its face and body are somewhat different from the other one. But its eyes are the same.
It drags him into the hive. It's rather warm inside, and he feels many bodies brush past him. Though he can't see well in the dark, he can feel that he is being carried upwards.
Eventually the bee girl carrying him comes to a stop, and without any warning it begins to push him into one of the honey filled cells on the wall. There is nothing he can do as he is enveloped completely in the liquid.

While in the cell, he slowly loses consciousness and his clothes begin to dissolve, as his body begins to change for his new role... Gradually, most of his body slims down, aside from his hips which instead widen along with his growing ass.
As his body becomes more feminine and his hair lengthens, a few patches of fuzzy black fur grow on a few spots, and plates of chitin grow over certain parts of his body. Providing him with both natural armour, and one of the few things resembling clothes he will probably ever wear as a worker bee girl.
His features then begin to soften, his face becomes rather cute and girly, and his recent wounds and old scars begin to close and fade away. His penis then begins to shrink, until it eventually slips away into her new pussy.
The first step of her transformation finally begins to reach its end, as sensitive flesh begins to expand out from her chest, and her nipples engorge just a little. New muscles then grow in her upper back, and she sprouts two pairs of large and strong, yet very light insectoid wings.
Her ears lengthen and grow pointier, and a large compound eye emerges above both of her eyes. Being unconscious she can't feel it, but there's a growing abnormal pressure above her butt, a small nub covered in bands of chitin then emerges.
The nub quickly begins to grow, gaining a retractable stinger at its end, her tail bone extends into it partially, but her new abdomen's exoskeleton supports the structure despite its weight. Finally, her transformation reaches its end, as a pair of sensitive beelike antennae grow from her head.
They faintly pick up some kind of signal, but being unconscious it doesn't affect her yet...

Milli slowly regains consciousness. The cell she was stuffed into now no longer contains any honey, as her body absorbed all of it to get the energy for her transformation. She feels strange, but isn't completely aware of her new body yet. She crawls out of her cell.
Though it is too dark for her to see anything with any of her eyes, her antennae are able to precisely sense vibrations in the air around her, making her strangely aware of her surroundings. The bee girls, which are all around her don't seem hostile to her any more.
She isn't fully "awake" yet, and doesn't question it. She still remembers what she had to do though. Warn everyone about the dangerous bee girl hive. She begins to crawl towards the exit of the hive. Before she can reach it though, she begins to notice the signal her antennae are picking up...
Automatically her mind tries to focus on it, it seems to be instructions of some kind, and the more she tries to understand them, the more they take over her body. By the time she reaches the outside, she is no more than a passenger in her own body.
Her body puts a thin sheet of fabric she picked up inside over her boobs, making sure she won't leak too much of the honey she will be making later. She then takes flight, and Milli begins to realise, not just the extent of the changes to her body, but also the fact that she no longer has any control over it.
A feeling of dread overtakes Milli, as she realises that the large field of flowers she and her fellow workers are heading towards to gather nectar and pollen, is very close to Goldcrest, her old home.