Current upload schedule

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.

A featured personal favourite

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.

19/04/2024

TG Cap: Maid To Fantasise

Img source: https://twitter.com/oekakizuki_turi/status/1762737824825278509
Artist: oekakizuki

There, finally maid another one so now I can call this a proper series.

Maid For His Mansion series: Series page
 1: TG Cap: Maid To Submit
 2: TG Cap: Maid To Milk
 3: >TG Cap: Maid To Fantasise<
 4: TG Cap: Maid To Milk

Lou looks up at the large mansion at the end of the road leading into the middle of the woods. Most roads these days were gradually being overtaken by vegetation, but near the mansion the road was noticeably being maintained.
It seemed like somewhat of a waste of effort to him, but that wasn't relevant. Figuring that the doorbell probably won't work anyway, he grabs one of the old-fashioned door knockers, and knocks.
A few moments later, the door opens, and he is greeted by a brown haired girl dressed like a maid.

"Ah~ a visitor!" She blushes brightly, and seems excited. "I'll get master Derek right ahn~!" The horny maid's legs tremble, and she bites her lip as she stifles a moan.
"-right.. away~" *Giggles* "I'm sure he'll like you~"
Before Lou has the chance to say or ask anything, she dashes off. It was strange, but at least she seemed to welcome him.

About a minute later the maid would return, along with a well-dressed blonde man, who was presumably her master, Derek.
"Thank you Paige, I'll take care of this part from here~" He pats the head of the maid, who seems to revel in the attention.
"Mmmmhh~ I-it's my pleasure, master~ I'll get the hahh~ uniform~~"
"Ah, thanks for.. letting me in." By the time Lou gets to thank her, she is already running off again.
"Sorry about that, she is quite easily excitable, as you can probably tell. In any case, welcome. Is there anything I can help you with?"
Derek offers his hand, which Lou shakes as he replies.
"Yeah, I hope so. I heard that this place is pretty close to the Graft, which I want to research in person. Would it be possible for me to stay here for a while?"
"That works out perfectly. I was basically about to offer just that. Of course, if you are going to stay here, you are going to have to work for me, just like the rest~"
"I see, that's alright. Could you-gh?"

Derek suddenly strengthens his grip on Lou's hand. A strange tingling then quickly begins to spread through Lou's body. His body then quickly begins to shrink and deflate.
"Could you tell me your name, dear?" Derek softly takes Lou's cheek in his hand, bringing his attention to how his face is changing as it rapidly grows more feminine in appearance.
"Lou... A-am I turning into a girl? Why?" No matter how hard he tries, he can't seem to move while Derek's magic continues changing his body.
"How convenient. You can call me master, or master Derek if I like you. As for why. Because you are going to be one of my maids of course."
He then pushes against Lou's crotch with one hand, forcing a soft moan from Lou's mouth as his penis quickly melts away, with a feminine set of folds appearing in its place.
Lou's clothes, which had only been growing baggier up until that point, suddenly start to tighten again around his chest and hips, causing him to notice how thick his ass and thighs had become, and the breasts that were now growing on his chest.
As his curves continue growing, the pressure and the pleasure of them rubbing against his clothes increase, until they finally tear through his clothes.

Lou looks down at her new, nearly naked body, causing a lock of her now much longer hair to fall in front of his face.
"You really turned me.. I-I..."
She blushes brightly as she stammers. She doesn't know what to do now with her new body, and she doesn't even know exactly how it all works.
As she thinks about it, her thoughts quickly go from "How do I pee?", to "What does sex feel like now?", and before she knows it, she is vividly imagining herself having sex with Derek.

"Enjoying yourself, Lou?" Derek's voice snaps Lou out of her fantasy. A moment later, she embarrassingly notices that her thighs are somewhat wet, and that she had been rubbing her thighs together while fantasising.
"Wha-? Why was I-..." She blushes brightly. *Laughs softly* "You'll get used to it."
Derek walks away without saying anything else. Only after that does Lou notice that Paige, the other maid, had been there looking at her for a while. She squirms lustfully as she offers Lou a skimpy maid outfit.
"Welcome~ It may be a little mmm~ tight, but here's your uniform~"

- One month later -

Despite all the changes to her body, Lou had had surprisingly little trouble adjusting to her new life as one of Derek's maids. The work was hard of course, and her massive breasts often got in the way.
There was one type of task for which they very much did come in handy. Derek often fucked his maids, and her body made her one of his more frequent targets.
Usually she hated this attention, but... today was different. She was standing on the side of Derek's bed, and had his long, hard cock in between her pillowy tits.
And excitedly, she was stroking his shaft with her boobs as she squeezed his most sensitive part in between them.

"Gnh~! Keep going~! Good girl~!"
He called out to her, enthusiastically encouraging her to continue. Which is exactly what she did! She kept pleasuring him on, until...
She finds herself staring at the shaft of her broom, lodged in between her breasts. As she stares at it, she continues blushing slightly.
After looking around to check if any of her fellow maids had seen her, she breathes a soft sigh of relief. She then takes the broom out from in between her cleavage, and resumes sweeping the floor.
Her panties were a little wet, but luckily it didn't seem like she had gone as far outwardly during this fantasy as during some others.

Alongside her new body, Derek had given Lou an incredibly overactive, lewd imagination. She couldn't help but get lost in random lewd fantasies all the time, causing her to space out for minutes at a time.
She was gradually getting used to it, as her master had predicted. Though some of her fellow maids definitely had it worse, she was still somewhat ashamed of her constant fantasies.
For a while, she tried to keep her "curse" hidden from the others. This turned out to be impossible though, as her fantasies extended into her dreams, and apparently, she talks quite a bit in her sleep.

12/04/2024

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.

05/04/2024

TG Cap: Beyond The Mirror

Img source: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/85621272
Artist: sawasa(swzw)

No, I did not mean anything by this. Sorry if it got a bit too depressing in the middle of the first part, I genuinely didn't expect that going into it. The idea here started as me wanting to do another two perspective thing, and I remembered these kinds of images where both sides of the mirror depict something different.
I felt like an image like that could make for an interesting story, where a character sees a slightly different version of themselves.

Kiaran, a regular office worker, was on his way home from work one day. On the way, he came across a pair of men carrying a large mirror from a moving van to a nearby house.
He didn't think much of it, but just as he was walking past them, one of them slipped, causing the mirror to fall onto him.
He yelped in surprise as the mirror shattered, scattering shards around him. Yet somehow, he was unhurt luckily.

Something was off though. As he sighed in relief, his voice was oddly high. And when the movers apologised and asked him whether he was alright, they addressed her as "miss".
Kiaran was a bit confused, but confidently assured them that he was fine. However, just as he wanted to begin walking away he noticed a reflection in one of the larger shards of the mirror, in which he saw, that he had become a girl.

The transformation affected his, or rather her life severely. She practically lost everything, starting with her job, as her boss didn't believe she was who she said she was.
As she couldn't recognise herself in the mirror either, she couldn't entirely blame him. After that, she became isolated, unable to face her friends and family.

For a while, she is unable to do much, falling into a slump after being unable to find new work. At first, she was also somewhat afraid of her new body, which had caused her so many issues already.
She didn't want to touch it, she didn't want to look at it, and she didn't even want to think about it.

Regardless of that, she was also curious, even if she wanted to deny it. She was constantly aware of how sensitive her body was, and one day she couldn't resist putting it to the test.
The first time she inserted her finger into her pussy was incredible. It was a kind of pleasure she had never felt before, and she needed more.
She slowly caressed the inside of her gradually moistening sex, eventually she even inserted a second finger, and began touching her clit with another.
It was the best experience she had had since becoming a girl, and she didn't stop after doing it once. Through it, she gradually opened up to her new body, but she still needed more.

Though she had once been an avid reader, she sold off almost all of her books, instead replacing hem with sex toys to fuel her new favourite pastime.
She couldn't get enough from just that though, but she had regained some inspiration and motivation, leading to her taking up a job as a sex worker, under her new name Kiara. For her, it was a great deal.
As she worked from home, she could list her sex toys as tax write-offs, and on top of that she came to love sex in many forms, and would usually take charge with her clients.

Now seven years after she first turned into a girl, Kiara never really reflected upon her time as a man. She would occasionally mention it to a customer when she thought it would turn them on, but aside from that it no longer had a lot of meaning to her.
On an unremarkable day, while getting dressed up in some simple skimpy clothes for her next customer, something unusual happened though. While adjusting her horned headband in front of the mirror, it suddenly turned seemingly transparent, showing room similar to hers on the other side.
On the other side of the mirror, she saw a girl, a brunette like her, who resembled her very closely on the surface.

The girl in the mirror was fully nude, and was about to start getting dressed. Kiara could tell at a glance that the girl was quite shy, and goes to stand closer to the mirror to get a better look at the adorable thing.
She took a good look at the girl and her features, the size of her breasts, the colour of her nipples, and the way she put on her white lingerie.
Notably, the way she seemed to try to avoid touching her breasts as much as she could while putting on her bra was similar to how Kiara did it when she had just become a girl, but Kiara didn't notice this similarity.

After putting on her white lingerie, the girl thinks for a bit, before putting on a veil and turning towards the mirror as well. The pair's eyes then meet. The girl slowly looks over Kiara's body, before carefully approaching her, looking a bit scared.
Kiara smiles slightly as she sees this, and shifts her body forwards slightly, letting her nipples push against the glass. The girl's attention seemed to be moving to the room behind Kiara though, so to get her attention back, Kiara leans forwards, causing the bells on her nipple rings to clang against the mirror's surface as she rubs her tits against it.
To Kiara's amusement it works, as the girl's eyes immediately shoot towards her tits. Blushing profusely, the girl quickly tears her eyes away from Kiara's boobs and back to her eyes.

For some reason, the girl on the other side raises her hand, and softly places it against the mirror. On a whim, Kiara does the same in response. A moment later though, the girl vanishes, and Kiara's reflection returns.
She keeps looking at herself for a few more seconds, but the vision of the other girl doesn't return. Kiara shrugs, and steps back. She has no idea who the girl she saw was, or what caused the two to briefly meet each other, but she doesn't really question it.
A few moments later there is a knock on the door though, signalling the arrival of today's client. Kiara turns away from the mirror, and excitedly walks towards the door to let him in, grabbing a dildo on the way.

Kiaran, a regular office worker, was on his way home from work one day. On the way, he came across a pair of men carrying a large mirror from a moving van to a nearby house.
He didn't think much of it, but just as he was walking past them, one of them slipped, causing the mirror to fall onto him.
He yelped in surprise as the mirror shattered, scattering shards around him. Yet somehow, he was unhurt luckily.

Something was off though. As he sighed in relief, his voice was oddly high. And when the movers apologised and asked him whether he was alright, they addressed her as "miss".
Kiaran was a bit confused, but confidently assured them that he was fine. However, just as he wanted to begin walking away he noticed a reflection in one of the larger shards of the mirror, in which he saw, that he had become a girl.

The transformation affected his, or rather her life severely. She practically lost everything, starting with her job, as her boss didn't believe she was who she said she was.
As she could hardly recognise herself in the mirror either, she couldn't entirely blame him. After that, she became isolated, unable to face her friends and family.

Luckily, she was able to find a job at a local café relatively quickly. She had started going by Kiara at this point, and didn't particularly like her job, especially due to how horribly shy she became after her transformation.
Talking to customers was tiring and uncomfortable, and she especially hated it when she seemed to draw extra attention from them due to her admittedly attractive body.

She also had one coworker who frequently tried to talk to her during their breaks. At first, she found talking to him as exhausting as talking to the customers. But over time that changed.
She began to enjoy her conversations with him, and eventually even started to initiate them herself. He became the first person whom she really opened up to after turning into a girl, and she eventually even told him she had once been a man.
Of course, he had some doubts at first, but Kiara found the courage to insist, and he decided to believe her.

Over the years their relation would grow romantic, and with his support, she would eventually even reconnect with her family and some of her old friends. By this point, the existence of magic was pretty well known, so they were able to convince most of them together.
And now, seven years after she had turned into a girl, her lover had finally asked Kiara to marry him.

A few days before her marriage, Kiara is in her room, trying on the wedding dress she had chosen together with her sister. It was a nice but relatively simple dress, which she could put on herself.
She slowly puts on the white lingerie she is planning to wear under it, and her thighhighs and long gloves. Before putting on the dress itself though, she gets an idea.
She puts her veil on, suspecting that it may be an interesting look for the night after the wedding, for which she was very excited despite it being far from their first time.

As she looks over at the mirror to see what it looks like though, she sees something completely unexpected.
It's herself, but... different. The Kiara in the mirror is wearing a black corset and stockings. On her head is a frilly headpiece with horns, and she has a choker on.
She even has a slutty tattoo above her pussy and a pair of nipple rings with little bells. More than that, her demeanour is much different from Kiara's.

As she shyly looks at and approaches her reflection, who looks back at her as if she is simply some piece of meat, and pushes her breasts against the glass slightly.
The room behind the girl also seemed a bit different. There were sex toys and underwear all over the place, and the bed was a mess. Her reflection seductively leans forwards though, further rubbing her boobs against the mirror, immediately drawing Kiara's eyes towards them.
She quickly looks up at her face, and realises something else about this reflection of hers. She doesn't seem to recognise Kiara as her reflection like she does.

Kiara raises her hand, and softly places it against the surface of the mirror, and on the other side, her reflection does the same. A moment later though, her reflection vanishes, or rather returns to normal.
She blinks slowly as she looks at herself, but the other reflection doesn't return. A faint hunch tells her that what she saw could have been her, but exactly how or why she saw it, she doesn't know.
Later that week she became happily married, and though the unusual event never repeated itself, she could never quite forget about the encounter beyond the mirror.

01/04/2024

april fools tg cap: an average tg caption but it is really bad and made in ms paint

img source: MS Paint
artist: sorry, i am in fact responsible for everything you see here

and this is why i should never have been trusted with the ability to make things. you may take my april fools caption writing license away from me, but i might do it again anyway

On a very normal and average day, nohing of note was going on, until at an unexpected timing a random person was approached by a demoness names chloe.

"hello random person, my name is chloe. i am a demones who makes random magical deals with random people to sustain herself, but the rules behind this are vague and possibly inconsistent"
"Oh wow, this is pretty unusual, but i do not believe you."
"i can do magic and give you almost anything with my deals. but i dont tell you the price which usually includes turning you into a girl or sometimes a body part. but that hasnt happened in any stories that have actually been written yet" she winks, at the reader probably. Despite the information being blatantly incorrect.
"this is highly interesting. On second thought and agaimst both my better judgemend and my lack of belief in you being able to fulfil my request. i will make a request wich can be turned into a punchy title by a lazy writer. make me seexy. "
"Okay, i will now do as i said i would do before"

before the random person has an opportunity to respond, choe grabs him which causes some magic stuff to go through his body. he then grows breasts which are very large in size and also sensitive and nice. he then feels his ass beginning to grow large in size, geining the same features and descriptors as his tities.
his skin then begins to become very smooth and such. his penis then shrinks and eventually dissapears as a vagina replaces it. the random person will now be referred to as she because i have no better time to start doing that and it may read somewhat awkwardly if i dont do it at all. her hair then also grows very long and nice.
some more stuff about her body also changes, but i have already used enough space to describe her physical transformation.

the random person who is now a girl, also known as the new girl looks down at her body, which is now transformed into that of a girl
"Oh no, turn me back."
"no taksies backsies."
"this is terrible, the caption is too short to describe me coming to terms with my transformation into a girl"
and then the end of the caption was somewhat rushed but the random person was now a sexy girl which was somehow both the price and the thing he got out of the deal clever right yes.

29/03/2024

TG Cap: Rolling With The Punches

Img source: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/25495960
Artist: 23

This story was oddly troublesome. Originally I was planning to write a story more focused on the main character's relation with her wife after her transformation.
But then I got the idea to make it a two part story. But then I went a bit too far into the aftermath in the first part, and I just couldn't figure out how to get started on the second part. In the end I do think this qualifies as a full story, so it should hopefully not be too much of an issue.

George Sacco was a successful and well known professional boxer. Today, after a long climb spanning an almost six-year long career, he was finally going up against the defending champion of his weight class.
He wasn't expecting an easy match, but from reviewing his opponent's previous fights, he believed that through all his preparation he would be able to reach his goal today.
He was a little uncertain about what he would do after that, but for now he would focus on the present.

About half an hour before the fight, George is doing some warm-up exercises. In between them, he would occasionally sip some water, but he eventually runs out.
As he goes to get a refill, he realises that the water cooler has stopped working, which was strange, as it was working before. That wasn't a big issue for him though, as he usually liked to leave the dressing room for a bit at some point during his preparation.
Right outside the dressing room, he spots a security guard. Seemingly recognising that he is looking for something, she greets him with a slight nod, before beginning to speak.

"Hey there, I'm guessing something is wrong with the water cooler?"
"Yeah, it was doing fine an hour ago though. Any idea what's up with it?"
"Nope, just that it has been acting up randomly for a few days now. There's another one that way, next to the coffee machine."
She gestures towards the place she is referring to.
"Thanks, that’s what I was going to ask."
As he turns to leave, the security guard speaks up again.
"One thing... do you believe that the truth is something everybody always has a right to?"
"... That is.. a very random question? Didn't expect to be discussing philosophy or something this shortly before a fight, but yeah, I guess I do."
She smiles slightly at George, and nods.
"So do I. Anyway, I'm not going to waste any more of your time. Good luck on all your future fights."
She then adjusts her hat, before walking off.

After that strange encounter, he gets he refills his cup with water, and nothing unusual happens for the rest of his preparation time.
Eventually the time for the match arrives, his cornerman Mack wraps up his hands, he puts his gloves on, and he gets into the ring.
When finally George and his opponent head to their corners of the ring to begin the fight, a strange feeling suddenly overtakes him stopping him in his tracks.
Shortness of breath, dizziness, and a sense of weakness.

For a moment he suspects that the nerves had suddenly got to him, but he then feels his hand wraps getting looser as his hands shrink, almost causing his boxing gloves to fall off.
His forearms then begin to shrink as his muscles deflate. His skin seems to soften somewhat as the change spreads up his arms, and though his arms do remain noticeably toned, they are visibly growing weaker.
Whatever is happening isn't ending with his arms. His pectoral muscles shrink as he loses some height. His abs fade, but don't vanish fully, and his face softens. His lips even swell, becoming noticeably feminine.

All the while, he can feel all the eyes on him. From the crowd, the referee, the judges and his opponent. It was all also being broadcasted live on TV, all over the world.
He was still acting calm, but under the surface he was panicking. With the ways his body has already changed, he could certainly kiss goodbye to championship, and it was still not stopping.
There is nobody who can help him though, and he can't stop the changes either. His hips suddenly crack outwards as his butt swells, tearing the velcro of his groin guard apart, and almost tearing his shorts.

As his thighs swell, he gets an impending sense of doom. Knowing that he won't be fighting today anyway, he spits out his mouthguard and stares at his cornerman.
"Mack, I need my robe."
Mack nods, and immediately throws George his robe. He then steps up to the side of the ring to hold the rope up for him. Catching the robe, George puts it on.
There's a growing pressure in his chest, as he puts the hood on, hoping to somewhat hide his blushing face.
He can feel his dick shrinking, fully retracting, and even something else opening up in its place.
Knowing what is coming, he tries to escape from the ring before anyone can see the full extent of how far the transformation robbing him of what he spent years training for will go.
But as he ducks and tries to go through the ropes, his chest suddenly swells outwards. A soft moan escapes his lips as he rapidly grows a sizeable set of breasts, one of which, to add insult to injury, gets caught on the rope under him.
He loses his balance and trips, painfully landing on his back next to the ring, causing his robe to fall open, exposing half her new body to the entire world.

- Six months later -

Gina Sacco was a professional boxer, who, despite having technically only just started her career, was quite well known. This week she would have her first professional fight in six months, with which she would finally be getting back into action.
Ever since her transformation into a girl, she had been training and practising tirelessly, regardless of the fact that for a while it seemed uncertain if she would ever be able to box professionally again.
What happened was thought impossible at the time. But with the many live witnesses, all the angles it was filmed from, and the fact that nobody could prove that any of the footage had been altered, the impossible eventually seemed to be the only remaining possibility.
Once all doubts about her identity and her potentially having an unfair advantage over other competitors were cleared, she was finally able to officially be registered as a female boxer.

Her transformation had set her back considerably. Her body had lost much of its strength, and fighting with her new body's proportions still felt off. In a way, not all that much had changed about her professional life though.
The ways she was working out, training and in general preparing for her "first" match was not much different from how she had been doing it for the last six years after all. She had no doubts about her ability to get used to fighting like this.
Adjusting to the changes in her personal life on the other hand... seemed like it would be a lot more difficult for her...

22/03/2024

TGTF Cap: The Forgotten Notebook

Img source: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/58005055
Artist: UKA·昸

I think this might be my new shortest caption. It was interesting to try, but I definitely prefer writing longer ones.

Leona climbs onto the rock she set up camp around, and yawns as she stretches and leans back. Even with the athletic body she had nowadays, she could use a moment to rest after finishing her morning routine.

She gently pats the head of Moose, her loyal guard dog, wags his tail and nuzzles into her hand in return. Behind her back, she opens her bag with her free hand, and takes out an apple, and a notebook.

Though she didn't know who had written the notebook, it fascinated her. She had found it several months ago, left behind in the library of an abandoned town.
It contained countless notes detailing the writer's knowledge on magic, or thaumatology as they consistently called it.

Curiously, some of the later pages seemed to be written by a different person, the last of which describing a method to make an invisible transformative mine of sorts.
At first, she, or rather he at the time, assumed that it was all fictional. But then, just as he wanted to put the notebook down and leave, he noticed that his hand appeared softer and more slender.

After that, it didn't take her long to figure out that she must have triggered one of the mines the previous owner of the notebook had made, which had transformed her into a cat girl.

At first, she was troubled by this, and took the notebook in the hopes of finding a way to get her old body back. She scoured the notebook for a way to do just that every day, but over time her goal and motive changed.
She grew used to her new body, and even came to like it more than her old one. Physically, she was undeniably more fit than she'd ever been. Her reflexes and senses were far sharper than those of any regular person, making it a lot easier to catch food.
And most importantly, Moose still recognised her.

With that, she really didn't have much reason to want to turn back left. She instead continues reading the notebook out of simple curiosity, even if she didn't have any practical need for it any more.

15/03/2024

BodypartTF Cap: Weight Off And On Her Shoulders

Img source: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/88528303
Artist: Sueスーエ

Jeez, almost forgot to upload this today.
It's been a while since I did a bodypart absorption. Next time I do one I should take more time to focus on describing the absorption part though, since all of the body part transformations I've done have gone through that part very quickly.
Oh well, hope people enjoy.

*Knock knock knock* "..." *Knock knock knock!* "That damn guy..." *Sigh*

Annoyed, Brianna gets up from her couch and walks up to her front door. She had already seen her visitor's car, she recognised the way he knocked on the door, and she really did not want to see him.
Just before he could knock on the door again, she opens it. Blocking the entrance with her body as she tries to hide her annoyed expression and greets him.

"Hey.. Greg, you know I don't like it when you show up here unannounced. Is it really that urgent?.."
"Good morning Brianna. Yeah sorry to show up like this, but I happened to be in the area, and I thought I'd get my rent money a bit early."
As usual, Greg completely dodges her question. *Sigh* "I still have two weeks before it's due, the rest is none of your business. Was that all?"
"Oh, I know. But might as well get it over with early, right?"
"Greg, we have been over this before. I don't get paid until the end of this week. And that's not something you need to know as long as I'm able to pay it on time, which I have been able to every month so far."
"I see, no problem, that's okay. ... Although..." While he pretends to think, his eyes very obviously move along the curves of Brianna's body.

Brianna was quite certain by this point that whenever Greg showed up unannounced, it was really just to gawk at her.
She was well aware of how attractive she was, and the clothes she enjoyed wearing while at home in the weekends were certainly on the provocative side. But she absolutely wasn't doing it for her intrusive landlord's enjoyment.
If it weren't for how cheap the rent was, she certainly would not have tolerated him for this long.

"I'm sure it would take a load off your shoulders if I lowered the monthly rent. We could discuss it upstairs if you want~"
While finally taking it too far, Greg winks at Brianna.
"..." Though it takes a lot of effort, Brianna manages to keep herself from glaring at or even hitting him. And as she thinks about what she is about to do instead, she even manages to smile slightly.
"You know what. Come in, I think we can arrange that."

She then lets him in, and places her hands on his shoulders after she closes the door. Next, she begins to let her magical influence seep through him, causing a faint but pleasurable sensation.
"Oh~ that's good, how are you doing that?" He shivers slightly, and his already hard member hardens against the fabric of his pants.
"Shh~ Just let me..."

Suddenly, she grips his shoulders a little harder. Then, his clothes suddenly fall off his body as he seems to flow out of them.
Everything goes dark, and he seems to fall for a moment, before... bouncing, causing an oddly enjoyable sensation.
Before he can even try to question what is happening, he feels the two masses his existence now consists out of being squeezed and kneaded by a pair of hands, sending sparks of near orgasmic pleasure through his whole being.
Without any warning, Brianna, whose body he is now quite obviously attached to, then drops onto her couch, sending him jiggling again.

*Giggles* "Hope you enjoy how this feels, because this is your new life~" Brianna's voice seems to come from above, and seems slightly muffled from his perspective.
"W-what the hell was that?! I can't move or see, what did you d-nng~!"
Though he doesn't make any sound whatsoever, he can tell that Brianna can somehow hear him. Before he can finish his sentence, Brianna interrupts him with another squeeze, sending him reeling with pleasure.

"Shush. I'm done with your nonsense, Greg. You'd have to be pretty dumb to not have figured this out yet, but you are now nothing more than a pair of tits. And damn you are fun to play with now~"
She continues fondling her breasts, giving him no chance to talk back.
"Keep in mind. You're living in my breasts now. If I could get you to pay me rent, I would. But either way, you'd better listen to me. I'm your landlord now, or titlord I guess~ Now, stay quiet and let me finally enjoy my day off."