TG Cap: Tales Of A Tipsy Adventurer

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Artist: 春雨R

So this one a related to a pretty old caption of mine called "Gradual Acceptance". I now have ideas for two more captions in the same "series", though I have no idea when I'll get to writing them.
Also writing with the image first did help a lot. This last part only makes sense if you've been paying attention to the caption number and I actually uploaded this after number 80.
The description up until this point was written over one and a half year ago, and I have no clue what I was talking about for the most part. lol
Oh wait I checked. In the description for caption number 80 I mentioned that I should try to write a caption with the image first, I did that here, and it made writing easier. Now I get it.
Caption number 81.

Also available on my deviantart: https://www.deviantart.com/ogganesson/art/1368639912

At a little bar in a small town, a large, armoured figure walked in. They wasted no time walking up to the counter, and ordering a large mug of beer. As they sat down they, took a large swig of it, and pulled off their chestplate, causing a huge pair of breasts to bounce free from their confinement. "PHEW~! Man, I needed that badly~" She continued to remove her helmet and more of her armour, drawing the attention of the other patrons as she revealed her cute face and long hair, and more of her curvy body.

Noticing the looks she was getting, she let out a soft chuckle. "Hey there guys, you seem quite interested in these. Don't be shy, come closer~" As she spoke, she shifted her body to emphasise her bosom, and her audience excitedly shimmied closer. "I'll tell you all about... how I got them~ I'm an adventurer as you can see, and I used to be a part of The Adamantine Key. I'm sure you've heard of them." She took another big gulp from her mug, seemingly in preparation for telling a long, perhaps even drawn out story.

"So, I first encountered The Adamantine Key some seven years or so ago. I was a no name adventurer, who had been hired to take care of some wild goblins that had settled a bit too close to the city. It was supposed to be a pretty simple task, so imagine my surprise when near the nest's entrance, I was stopped by that renowned party. Turned out they had been hired to rescue some young noble that had disappeared, and the trail had led them to those goblins..." For a moment, the girl paused her story to drink some of her beer, something she would do many, many times today. 

"... So, another time, this was like... three months ago, we, and a bunch of other adventurers and mercenaries had been hired to take care of slave trading bandits that had holed up in an old fort. Well... that's what we were told we were dealing with, but in reality they turned out to be cultists that worshipped the Graft... And that's also where I got my boobs~!" She laughs before taking another big swig of her drink. "I guess I didn't mention it directly yet, but I was a guy back then~ Betcha wouldn't think that looking at me now, would you~?"

The girl continued her story, getting her mug refilled several times, and beginning to sway side to side as she got increasingly drunk. Most of the people remaining in her audience at this point were more so there to look at her pendulous tits than to listen to her story, but she either didn't notice or care. "Deep in the cultist's hideout we eventually found a room where some wizardy people were changing their prisoner's bodies for uh... a ritual or an orgy or something. Probably both~ They were giving them boobs and butts even bigger than mine~!"

"After we took out the cultists there we split up the captain and the rest of Adamantine Key went in deeper, while I stayed... stood behind, to protect the freed prisoners. I then uh... got a little distracted..." She laughs awkwardly, downing the last of another mug of beer before continuing. "So uh, one of the cultists woke up during that. I only noticed when he threw some kind of-…
some liquid onto my back, and then I started turning into a girl~!" She giggles, seeming being particularly excited to tell this part, though her ability to speak coherently was quickly decreasing.

"Mhm~ I remember turning around to clobber him, but a... big shiver shooting through my back interrupted me, mhm~ My skin started turning-... softening under my armour, which started to get really spacious, until my huuuge boobs came in to fill it~ My ass also started to swell and just as it started to get painful, tentacles rising from the floor started pulling my armour off." Leaning forwards, the girl giggled softly. "I was fuuully nude within seconds and then the tentacles started to fuck me while I was still transforming~ My dick then turned into a pussy and the tentacles went there too, it was the best thing I ever felt, you should all try it too sometime~..."

The girl stayed silent for a bit, grinning and even drooling a bit as she reminisced. "Ah, uh... where was I, uh... someone eventually knocked the cultist out, I don't remember who. ... Mmmh~... y'know, talking about this gets me excited~ I bet my stories have you all so impressed that you wanna go to bed to- with me, right~?" She squeezed her breasts together slightly as she hungrily eyed the surrounding men. Eagerly, several members of the audience volunteered, though being impressed by her stories had little to do with that for most of them.

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TG Cap: The Graft Hunter

Img source: https://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=101184
Artist: Maruto!

The Graft is probably the weirdest thing in the world of my captions. It will probably not appear directly in many of my captions for at least a long time though, because I can't really find any art matching what I envision the surface to look like.

The Graft was perhaps the oldest known living thing in the world. It was an unmoving, immense monster, covering an incredible portion of land in an obscene fleshscape.
Many of its many body parts were uncannily humanoid in appearance, and nobody alive today knew of its origin.
Most people stood clear of it, as most who stepped onto it either became a part of its ecosystem, or returned different from how they had entered, and it was slowly, but constantly growing and engulfing more of the world.

Regardless of this, there were those who ventured onto it. Ferris was one of these so-called Graft Hunters. He worked alone and in the far north, where due to the cold the Graft was known to be more calm, and its limbs moved more slowly.
As usual today, he left his warm coat behind on the branch of a tree near the Graft's outskirts, before running onto it with only the minimum amount of baggage.

Ferris makes sure not to fall into any of the beast's caves and orifices as he runs across the smooth surface of its skin. Eventually he reaches the range of mountainous breasts he had seen from a distance.
He approaches the lake, taking a couple of glass bottles from his bag. With some ropes he e then lowers the bottle into the milk, being careful not to drop his glasses in as he fills the bottles. Finally, he pulls the bottles back out, corking them all one by one.

On the other side, he finds what he had hoped to see, a lake of its breast milk. Though these were among the primary sources of sustenance of creatures that lived on the Graft, it was one of the safest things one could harvest from the Graft, as it wouldn't agitate it.
He approaches the lake, taking a couple of glass bottles with ropes attached from his bag. He then lowers the bottle into the milk, being careful not to drop his glasses in as he fills the bottles. Finally, he pulls the bottles back out, corking them all one by one.

"Nice..." Ferris smiles as he stands up and stashes his successful haul into his bag, closing it to make sure none of the milk sticking to the bottles or the ropes would leak out onto him.

He turns around, swiftly beginning to make his way back to where he came from. It all goes well, until he reaches the very edge of the Graft. As he walks over the tendrils covering the land surrounding the Graft, the ground beneath him suddenly gives in.
Ferris falls into a fleshy blue cave, with walls lined in tentacles. Worse, the bottles in his bag break under him, poking holes into his bag, and cutting into his back and the floor.

"-Aah! Shit, dammit!"

He quickly scrambles to his feet, and tries to climb back out through the hole he fell through. As the milk seeps through his bag and clothes, it heals the cuts he got from the broken glass, but his skin becomes unusually soft where it touches him.
He ignores that as he continues though, but before he can get out, he hears a rumbling and a deep moaning in the distance, and he feels the wall he is climbing begin trembling for a few seconds.
Almost immediately after, blue tentacles begin separating from the walls and the floor, one of which soon wraps itself around his leg and yanks him down.

Ferris falls down and yelps again. More tentacles quickly grab onto his arms and legs, preventing him from getting away. Some of the tentacles grab and lift his bag. After poking and squeezing it for a bit, the tentacles suddenly hoist Ferris' bag above him, where they begin squeezing the milk out of it.

As more of the Graft's milk falls onto him, his body begins to absorb it, and it begins to change. More of his skin smoothens, with the smoothness now spreading past where the milk is touching him directly. Though they were never particularly well-defined, his muscles deflate somewhat as his body shrinks, making it even harder for him to fight the tentacles off.
The tentacles then slide under his clothes and tear them all open, exposing his body just in time for him to see a pair of breasts swelling onto his chest, and the last of his manhood slipping away.

The tentacles now had new goals, and immediately went for them. Some of them coiling around the new girl's tits as another immediately takes her virginity. They strip off her clothes completely, and toss them, along with her bag and glasses, to the side.
As she screams, another one of the tentacles shoots towards her, pushing itself into her mouth and muffling her screams. The tentacles then continue groping her and thrusting into her. Gradually, her body went limp, and her muffled screams turned to moans as the assault went on for hours and hours.
The Graft did eventually calm down, letting her go. Luckily, she managed to find the coat after she climbed back out of the hole, without which she likely wouldn't have been able to make it home through the cold climate. Though she had made it out with both her body and mind relatively intact, her life was forever changed by the incident.

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