Bride of the Dragon

A young woman is transformed. She has no choice but to accept her new role.

The Young Swordmasters

"Swing, Thrust, Jab, Stab, Parry!" I said aloud as I was practicing my swordplay. I had a crowd already surrounding me. I've been working hard these past few years and I've gotten quite good. At sixteen, I am one of the select few to soon be promoted. I get high praises from the swordmasters at the fort. A few of the kids here too look up to me. I don't want to let this popularity go to my head.  I just love my country and want to defend it when I get better.

I'm always improving on my techniques. I'm trying a new way to stab at the wooden dummies, and hay bundles. My younger swordmates had all their attention on me. They were trying to learn my moves. A few of them were playfully copying me. I didn't mind them. They just knew enough to stay out of the way of my blade.

But as much fun as we were having, there was someone staring at me with hateful, jealous eyes. I saw him out in the distance. My so called rival Dorian. Somehow, he made it up that I, Joshen would be his eternal rival. We've both fought in mock duels. I have to admit, he's quite good. But he's always angry and bitter to other people here. He has a huge chip on his shoulder. Everyone tends to stay away from him. The swordmasters know this and they scold him greatly for it. They tell him to focus, but he just rolls his eyes and continues to sulk and do what he wants.

But today, something is off. I've seen the various moods he's in. Today, he's feeling something special. Dorian is planning something. It's been days since he's tried attacking me. I go back to my swordplay. I've been practicing for a few hours now, I'm a little tired but I dare not show it. He is pacing around and debating something in his mind. He would stare at me and then go back to mumbling to himself. I was tired of it. His glares finally got to me. I stopped, and turned around to face him. "What is it this time Dorian? What have I done that's got you so worked up?"

"You!" Dorian shouted. "It should be me who is the favorite among the recruits! If you weren't here, I surely would have climbed the ranks and been hired by the guild already!" Dorian stood tall, he was sure of his convictions. Some of the kids near him started to back away. Dorian arrogantly spoke,"But enough of that. Rivals are meant to be defeated, and today is the day I put you in your place!" Dorian opened up his cape and pulled out a strange looking scabbard, There was an ominous looking sword in it. It wasn't the sword we normally use as cadets. I stepped back a little, I've seen this weapon before. It's been locked in the vault. It's cursed.

"Dorian! Don't unsheathe that sword! It's a cursed Dark Elf item! Master Ronaldo brought it back from battle a few weeks ago. A teacher here told all of us in class not to mess with it. Don't you remember?  They had it locked it away. Why would you have it?"

"Shut up Joshen!" Dorian hissed. "I was belligerent with a teacher. They had me cleaning up the vault as punishment. They had me polishing and sharpening their stupid swords. I was doing as I was told. But being in there felt weird. There was this dark, heavy feeling in there. I realised it was this sword. The locks holding it somehow fell off. Once I saw it, I knew it was meant to be mine. So I stole it."

"Please stop Dorian! We haven't been trained yet in how to deal with magical items! Surely, that sword must have enchanted you! Listen to me! Forget about our rivalry. Drop the sword. It's dang......."

Swoosh! The sword made a strange sound as he dropped the scabbard. Dorian's face was twisted with anger as he ran at me. My eyes were focused on the sword. It looked particularly sharp. I get into a fighting stance and gripped my weapon, I'm ready.

"Arrgh!" Dorian screamed. He swung the sword at me. I jumped out of the way. I could hear a swoosh as Dorian came at me again with the sword. I blocked it with my own. Our swords were locked. Sparks were flying as our swords grinded together. Dorian somehow had an unnatural strength! I shifted back a little. But he still pushed forward. This wasn't going to be an easy fight.

"You there kid!" I shouted at a blonde boy just a few years younger than me. "I need help! Go get Master Ronaldo!" I know better to bite more than I could chew. I'm not arrogant and I know when something is too tough for me. The kid and a few others ran off. The rest were fixed on the fight.

Dorian would swing and I would block. A few of our swipes would connect. Our clothes were torn. Dorian gleefully smiled when a swipe of his sword drew blood from my arm. I grimaced a bit in pain, but I still fought on. But something wasn't right. Dorian is about as tall as me. But he looks smaller now. I could still feel the power in each of his swings. Strange, He was swinging upwards? I'm sure of it, Dorian was definitely shrinking.

With each sword strike we exchanged, I started noticing other things. Dorian's skin was changing color. And on his cheeks there were some dark tattoos forming. I know it's the sword doing that to him. He started to stumble a little bit. His clothes were getting in the way. Dorian runs back to a safe distance; and tries to roll up his clothes. I stop as well, to take a breath. I shout to him, "Dorian! Look at yourself. That sword is transforming you! If we continue this battle, who knows what you would become?"

Dorian stepped back and looked down on his body. He was startled. I saw a little bit of fear in his eyes. For a second, I thought he was gaining some composure back. But the magic in the sword knew otherwise. He looked at me and then back down to his body. "I don't care what happens to me, as long as I defeat you! Sword, I wish my clothes to be gone." The tattoos on his cheek glowed a bit and so did the sword. The clothes on him faded and then dissolved into nothingness. Dorian was naked except for the cape on his shoulders. I could hear whispers and chattering from my swordmates. Dorian is not what he used to be. Standing before us was a dark skinned, androgynous elf-like person. His hair was shaggy and his ears were more pointy. I was told that elves are a passionate race, I could see an angry passion in Dorian's eyes. His shoulders were smaller and more rounder. A few kids snickered as they looked at his chest. His nipples were big and pointy. There were other soft curves on him as well. Dorians waist looked thinner. His hips were bigger than any teenager would have. The small feet he now had made him seem surprisingly agile. As I gave him the once over, I couldn't help but look at his crotch. His thing was pathetically tiny. I didn't see his nuts. There was a tuft of dark hair above whats left of his dick. I sighed and felt a little sad over what the sword no, Dorian did to himself.....

"DON'T YOU DARE TAKE PITY ON ME!" Dorian snapped. It seemed like he knew I was checking him out! He once again came at me with extreme furor. I could feel that same unnatural strengh of his swings as our weapons clashed once more. I swung my sword in defense, but Dorian was out for blood. But with each clang of our swords meeting, his new tattoos would spread and glow brighter. His body is still not done changing. There was more jiggling in his chest. He had breasts now. I took a swing at him again and he cartwheeled backwards. Looking past the flowing cape on him, There was a definitive bounce is his ass. When he flipped backwards, his legs spread apart. I saw his new, womanly pussy. I don't know if it was the magic in the air or this being the first time I see a naked woman; but Dorian was turning me on. Funny thoughts were going through my head. In my lapse of judgement, Dorian took advantage and rushed toward me once again. He raised his hands above him. Sword in the air; I got a full look at his bouncing breasts. He took one deep swing down. I tried to parry, but metal clashed on metal and it made me drop my sword. I tried to grab it, but Dorian picked it up and threw it farther away. I was at this creatures mercy.

"Oh, so the great Joshen has been defeated by my sexy new body? I thought you were stronger that that? I've finally beat you!" Dorian twitched and shivered."This makes me so happy!" Dorian grabs one of his breasts, and gives it a hearty squeeze. "I love my new self. If I could do this to you, imagine what power this sword and I could have over others!" I could see a lustful gaze in Dorians eyes. He was relishing the moment. I could see his muscles tense up. I focus on Dorian's eyes and back to that sword. I think to myself 'Yeah, I'm going to die.' Dorian licks his lips as he gets ready for the downswing. I felt like closing my eyes, but I was taught not to face death that way. I tense up, ready to be struck down by him.....

"STOP RIGHT THERE SELVANA!" It was a deafening roar. It was Ronaldo and his mage, Cyriak! Dorian angrily turned around and faced the huge mustached man that was our swordmaster. Dorian was paralysed and his face went white with fear. Even the old Dorian knew not to mess with him. "I thought I killed you already wench? No matter, I shall enjoy doing it again!" Ronaldo looks at his commrade, "Cyriak! While I cast a spell on my sword; do try to contain the wench!" Dorian trembled and stepped back in fear. The cockyness he had when fighting me was completly gone. He totally forgot about me. Dorians eyes were now fixed on some new enemies. I managed to scramble up from the ground and slip away. The hairs on my arms were tingling, Ronaldo and Cyriak were casting something powerful.

"With pleasssure my liege!" Cyriak hissed. The slender reptillian-like man always left a chill to whoever he met. As I looked around, I see some of my younger swordmates running away and collapsing in fear. Others were stuck in place, trembling as well. We were still not used to such crazy battles. Dorian was scared, but he didn't give up. He ran screaming towards Cyriak hoping to take a slice out of him. Glowing, arcane symbols were rising from the ground where Dorian was stepping. He tried to evade and jump around; trying to avoid the spellbinding circle. But to no avail. The glowing symbols stretched themselves into ropes grabbing Dorian. I think no one could escape that magic. The sword slipped from his hands. Each rope seems to sap his strength. Dorian was trapped.

"That was too easssy!" Cyriak replied. "You put up a better fightsss before we killed you." It seemed he was a little dissapointed, that it ended too quickly.

"Wench!" Ronaldo shouted. He canceled the spell on his sword. "How dare you attack my brothers in my own citadel?" He curiously stepped closer to Dorian. Ronaldo carefully walked around and examined the restrained elf girl. He ran his gigantic fingers through his short hair. Dorian tried to shift away but the magical circle held him tightly in place. Ronaldo lustfully smelled the silky, brown elf's hair. He grabbed Dorians exposed breasts, and roughly kissed him in the mouth. Dorian squirmed; Ronaldo's facial hair was tickling him. Giving up, Dorian relaxed. He closed his eyes as he seemed to enjoy the kiss. Ronaldo stepped back and spit in disgust at the ground. "You are not Selvana. Your lips are bitter, hers were sweeter." Ronaldo shifted his body into a swordsman's stance, ready to draw his weapon.

I ran in front of Ronaldo. He was confused. "Stop Master Ronaldo! Don't kill him, help him!" I pleaded, "That isn't Mage Witch Selvana, it's Dorian! That sword changed him!

Ronaldo glared at Cyriak. "I knew letting you bring that cursed item here would cause us trouble." Cyriak looked down in shame. Ronaldo continued, "Fix that poor boy, no girl. I dont think you can take away the physical changes, but at least clear her troubled mind."

"I'm sssory child," Cyriak hissed as he walked towards him. "Sssee, There was potential in this sword. With more ssstudy, a poweful ssword masster could have tamed it. But I see it'sss now bound to you. I guessss I will havesss to train you harder to masster it." Dorian was silent but he nodded in agreement.

Cyriak pulled out a staff (out of nowhere!), and spoke a few words in some weird language. Selvana's sword levitated off the ground and started glowing. The arcane circle that held Dorian dissapeared as well. But Dorian was now floating high in the air. The tattoos on her body glowed and peeled themselves away. They floated in the air, moving towards the sword. In mulitple flashes each one went back into it. Ronaldo grabbed the falling sword and placed it back in the scabbard. The glow surrounding Dorian started to dissapear. Cyriak's magic was wearing off; she was going to hit the ground pretty hard. I positioned myself to where I think she would land. I barely caught her as she fell into my arms. I felt the soft slenderness of her back and I touched her firm thighs. I was looking down at something quite beautiful. I sighed, realizing that I was staring too long and hard at her breasts. I shifted my body to better hold her up. Her chest raised and lowered with each gentle breath she took. My heart was beating faster. I thought about kissing her, to see if she would react.

As I got closer to her, ready to plant my lips to hers, Dorian finally opened her eyes. I pulled back a little bit. We stared at each other awkwardly for a few seconds. She stretched her body and I struggled to hold her up. "Well, are you going to put me down or what?" Dorian replied. I bent down on my knees and she jumped down to the ground. Dorian stood up and looked at her new surroundings.  She stole a peek down on her body and back at me. I was staring at her new body and she knew it.

"Don't think that this is over between us Joshen," Dorian replied playfully. "I still consider you my rival. I have to retrain myself and fight you once again fairly." Dorian adjusted her cape and it covered up her breasts. "I'll just have to take this small victory as motivation, for when we next meet, I will be the greatest swordmaster." Dorian walked away from me and went towards Master Cyriak.

I think I'm in love. I couldn't help but stare at her swinging hips and jiggling ass as she walked away. "I've been defeated again" I say aloud.

Zombie Plaything

An apprentice magician tries a little body swapping but ends up in something completely different.

Lady Orc

An orc goes through a mid battle transformation.

Allure Une

I've heard rumors from the local folk that there was this haunted forest nearby that contained a special flowery nectar. Many adventurers have had mixed luck in obtaining the golden nectar, so why cant I? A little investigation and spying goes a long way. Being a somewhat famous thief and the fact that the nectar was worth in some circles, it's weight in gold pieces. I had to get my hands on it.  Haunted forest or not, I packed my things and went in there by myself.

Bad idea. It should have been a two or three man job, with at least with one magician. I should have prepared. But I was greedy and I didn't want to share. After a day or two of tracking and wandering I was sure I was getting closer to my prize. I started to see some fairies. These guys were the key to finding that nectar. I redoubled my efforts. The path to the purple flowers was getting closer, and the perils harder. I faced off against fierce animals and other magical things. This haunted forest sure has it's tricks. It was getting harder to traverse the forest. The shrubs around me were sharp and my clothes were getting shredded by them. All the while, those fairies were getting more and more aggressive. They would flutter around me trying to distract me. Some would start throwing things. I would flick them away. But they were getting more organized. They started hitting me with their fairy dust. It had a heavy pollen-like smell. I sneezed a couple of times and my eyes got watery. But I kept on. My goal was just ahead of me. I wasn't going to let them stop me. But those fairies were smart. They had a plan all along...

I had those purple flowers in my sight, there was actually a lot of them in a flower bed. But whatever was in that fairy dust started slowing me down. My body was getting stiff. I lost my satchel. I dropped my dagger. I struggled with each step, my body wouldn't respond. I was so close, yet so far. I was now a human statue in the seemingly soft soil. My prize within arms reach. But unable to do anything. I gave up. I was at the mercy of the haunted forest. Even though I couldn't move, I at least could see around me... I could see them darting around. A few were landing on me. Some got close to me. I saw them fluttering by and mocking me, still throwing that pollen on me. It wasn't good. The little green fairies were up to something. I glanced over at the purple flowers. They were swarming all over them. They were shaking the flowers and collecting something. The fairies were coming towards me with some cupped leaves. In those leaves was the famed nectar I was looking for.

Soon I was surrounded by the whole lot of them. The fairies were swarming around me, I was a helpless captive. The nectar they threw on me was warm and sticky. The gummy substance started seeping into my skin. There was a few of them holding some sharp thorns. They were tearing off what was left of my clothes. I was left naked. With time and patience, the fairies also tore my shoes off of me. They would then poke and cut me, and they were making sure the nectar went into my wounds. My legs were bleeding from all the little cuts on me. In the meanwhile, other fairies were rubbing the nectar all over my body with their little hands. Some of the fairies were pulling open my mouth while others started pouring nectar down my throat. A couple of them even landed on my dick and pulled my foreskin back and they would rub more nectar on my cockhead. It burned at first but then felt good. Anywhere there was a hole in me, they found a way to get that nectar in there.

Soon it became routine. I don't know how many days passed by. I felt myself waste away little by little. But I never really felt hungry. Being stuck there, all I could do is stand there under the warm sun, the fairies would come and go as they please. While getting more nectar from the flowers and coating me with it. I don't know when, but I realized that I did gain a little bit of mobility back. A twitch here and a throb there. But I was still stuck in place. I could feel other parts of my body now. But it felt wrong. I was small and androgynous.  My toes somehow seemed really long, I could feel the ground? I excitedly shifted my torso and bent as close as I could to see my legs. The fairies were fluttering out of my way... I looked down on my body in horror. My dick was almost gone! I had a little drippy nub. I tried searching for my balls, but they were missing as well. All that was left was a green, shriveled little sack. I pulled on it, and it flopped back into place. I felt nothing. I grunted in anger. I glanced farther down to see what other changes there were... I was shocked by what happened. My legs were fat and swollen. Somehow they were fused almost to my knees! At the base of what was left of my legs, it was itchy and rough. I could see some green and purple colors just below my cracking, peeling skin. I tried wiggling my toes again, only to sense them in the soft soil. I had a bad feeling. I'm breathing heavily. I don't think I'm human anymore. I shed a sad tear out only to have a fairy lick it as it rolled down my cheek. I close my eyes and go to sleep in fear.

I woke up some days later. The fairies have finally stopped slathering me with the nectar. I inspect other parts of my body. My face is smaller and smoother. I began seeing patches of light green all over my body. I feel like I have longer hair on my head and thinner eyebrows. I saw no body hair anywhere else on me.. As my slender, green tipped fingers go through my hair. I feel a lump right above my ear. It feels funny, a little squishy. I poke it a little and it hurts. I'm scared. I sigh and try not to think about it too much. With nothing else to do, it's time to inspect the other changes in me. I move my hands toward my butt. It definitely feels very soft and cushy. I feel my smooth stomach and some soft, girly curves on my body. One thing that started to scare me was a strange jiggle as I moved around. My hands go towards my chest... They're small but they're definitely breasts. It looks so wrong on me. I could see green veins on my breasts under my pale skin. I've had enough! I have to fight this! I am a man....I am angry at the soft flesh on my chest; and thinking I could just tear them off, I give my nipples a good pull. A shocking, pleasurable pain goes all throughout my body! From the bump on my head to what's left of my legs. It jolts my body. My mouth opens, and I let out a sharp piercing sound! No human can make that noise. To make matters worse, My chest started to leak. I could see some yellow fluid dribble out of my nipples. It attracts the fairies to me, but I try to swat them away. My whole body begins to shudder and I feel very tired all of a sudden. I find a way to curl into myself. I could feel my breasts rubbing up onto what's left of my knees. Yellow dribble keeps coming out of me. It coats my stumpy legs. I cover my face with my hands. I close my eyes and sleep.

I wasn't sure how long I slept, but when my drowsy eyes finally opened. There was soft red hairs covering my face. I shifted my head a little and my hair fell to the side. I didn't see any sunlight. I saw a purple dome surrounding me. As the rest of me was waking up, I hear some strange rustling all over. I realized that in the time I was sleeping, my body went through some further changes. I could tell that my body was completely green now. My roots were deep in the soil and I could feel my neighbors, the trees. I could sense the purple flower garden calling for me. It's almost like they're happily singing my arrival. That purple dome is an extension of me. I'm in a pod. I decide to open myself. As I start moving my arms and shifting my hips, my purple dome starts to unravel. There's a satisfying slurping sound as my petals shift and come apart. I stand up. I look around and see there's still a few fairies nearby. My eyes are now open to new things all around me. I sense things that no human could. As I try to figure out my new role in life, There's a sharp pain on my head. Right where that bump was. It certainly wasn't a bump anymore, it was a bud. I felt a little tearing on my scalp. It hurt. Something was trying to come out of me. I forget about everything around me as well as my new complete body. I know I have to bloom. It will make the pain go away. So I take a deep breath, and push. I ran my fingers through my hair to try to clear some space for the bud to open. Finally after some exhausting pushes, the bud on my scalp bursts open. Purple petals open up out of my head. It's my flower! A fragrant smell wafts through the clearing in the forest. I am proud. A feeling of peace surrounds me. Somehow this feels right. I am now a beautiful plant. This is meant to be. I lean back and fall on my huge leaves and petals. I decide to take a nap.

Eventually, the warm sunlight wakes me up. It feels so good! I look up into the sky and I stretch my arms out above me. When I look down, I finally get to see my fully formed woman's body. If I were still human, it would have freaked me out. But I smile. I see beautiful curves and I see some magnificent breasts on me. They are huge, soft and green. I playfully start grabbing them. They feel so good and sensitive. I cant believe I wanted to tear them off! As I was playing with my nipples, I feel a throb in my belly. I immediately look down on my crotch. I have a pussy. A fully formed green pussy. It was itching for attention. My hands went down to play with my hungry pussy. Each thrust my fingers did in there would send a furious rush all over my body. My breasts were in pain as well. It's like they were jealous and wanted more attention. While my body was awash in pleasure, I was trying to figure out how to please all my erogenous zones. I didn't want to stop touching my pussy. I only had two hands. I was getting angry. Suddenly, there was something moving down by what would have been my legs. It started with a little push, and then some popping. I winced in pain for a second. Vines were coming out of me! They started to slither up to me. I could control them. Naturally, I willed those vines to move onto my breasts. While I was furiously slicking away at my pussy, my vines were massaging my heavy breasts. Also for fun I sent a vine down into my ass. It hurt when it pushed into me, but I found a way in. I was pleasuring myself. My body was in a sexual rhythm and I dared not stop. Each push, tug and pull seemed to make my body more heavy. My breasts were filling up with something. My pussy was leaking. My hands went to my breasts and my tentacly vines gave them a good squeeze. My own golden nectar was oozing out of my engorged nipples! My other hand dug into my pussy, and it pulled out even more nectar as well. I screamed in orgasmal excitement. The fairies once again swarmed me. They would carefully collect the fluids coming out of me. Their little hands scooping up my nectar. Like bees they would taste it and take it away to some place. I was in bliss and I didn't care. I now lived my existence masturbating and feeling good. In the meanwhile, the fairies would harvest and protect me.

As the years pass by. The forest gets bigger and I sense more of my sisters. They were human once. The fairies have been busy. I learned to read the fairies movements and their customs. While they're fiercely protective of their crops (me), they occasionally let a few humans into my clearing. The fairies do let me have a little fun. I enjoy the company of man every now and then. The adventurers think they are smart. I hide inside my pod and when I emerge, I act all innocent around them. I spray them with my pollen. It's like an aphrodisiac to them . Like all men, their curiosity and horniness gets the best of them. I let them play with my body. They think they have control. They enjoy it when their dicks go into my sticky pussy. But my pollen eventually slows them down. I have too much fun ensnaring them and playing with them before they perish. I take pity on a few of them. I steal their seed and let them go. A few of them manage to escape back to human lands, but others become dazed and lost. They get captured by the fairies. They soon become my new sisters.

Decades pass by and I have grown into a magnificent queen. I gained the ability to escape from my roots. I can move where my heart desires. I learned the fairies language and they are loyal to me. I have absorbed powerful magics from the forest. It was calling for a leader, and it molded me into one. I visit and explore where all of my sisters are. I now rule over all creatures in the forest. Any man that ventures into my queendom is mine to play with. By taking a man's seed I learned to birth my own children from my womb. Not to mention the ones that are grown by the earth. Each one is a powerful warrior. The humans complain and attack my dominion; but they know better than to go to war with the forest. But we must prepare, for the humans are smart and crafty. They are capable of everything. I should know. I was one of them so many years ago.

Naeri

This one came out really long. And this caption is the one that motivated me to make another caption site! This one. It's kinda connected to the first post/caption. The characters here are related to the magician .

I kinda like elf girls. So I may make more of these later! :)

Seven Surprize

Someone requested some egg laying stuff. This is a character named Eureka. From the anime Eureka 7. I got some complaints (like always) that it was unpolished. And they're right. I did this one in about an hour.  I'm sure I could have made it better. But the people on D are never statisfied. Oh well.

Lady Mycopian

This is another one I made over on 4chan D a while back. It involves some mind control and the obvious gender change.

Welcome!

Hello there! Welcome to my fantasy captions website. It's a sister site to my other TG caption site http://nevermoreuniversity.blogspot.mx/ So far I've done a few captions that dont really fit with my other site. So I'm making this one.

Remember people! My site is not for the kiddies. There will be boobs and nakedness and probably other stuff. But dont worry, I'm not that hardcore.

So far all of these captions I've done have been some requests I've been tackling over on 4chan's D. It looks like some are somewhat(?) popular since people have been saving them and reposting them when an old  thread dies. So I'll keep them here too. For posterity. And for you to look at.

This is the first one I made about a month or two ago.

enjoy!