Poolside Transformation

Everything was going to plan. The city pool was empty. There was no security anywhere. No guards no alarms. Just the chirping of crickets in the cool late summer night. A little blond kid, had the pool all to himself. He was a agile and cautious as a cat in the lonely public facility. The little blue pill in his pocket seemed to call to him. Derek could smell the chlorine in the water and the gentle lapping the pool water made. He'll be swimming in it soon enough.

His anxiety was getting the best of him. He quickly swallowed the magic pill and didn't even undress. Fuck consequences! He excitedly thought. His black speedo, swimcap and goggles are going to get destroyed. But Derek had a backup plan. Hours ago, when he was there during the day with friends, he left a bag hidden behind a work panel with extra clothes. He wasn't going to go back home naked. But he'll worry about that later.

Derek felt his body tingle. Sharp pains attacked his stomach. The blue pill was working. His body was digesting the magic. Like he's seen it done before. That's why he knew the little pill would work. Derek quickly chucked his shoes and socks as he made his way to the edge of the cold dark pool.

"I want to be a merman!" He cried out in the darkness. Nobody heard him. "I want to breathe underwater and have my legs turn into a big, smooth, scaly, fish half! Oh and a cool looking tail!" Derek knew he had to just think it and the magic pill would do it. But it felt so good saying his transformation aloud. He almost felt like saying his favorite video game quote: 'henshin a go go baby!'

Then something else creeped into his head. Why just a merman? He had a transformation pill! He can be more than that. Something awesome, something sexy? With new scandalous thoughts, he dove right into the deep Olympic size pool. Thoughts of his cute Asian classmate and other girls he fantasizes about flashed before his eyes as he hit the cold water's surface.

As Derek tried to make his bearings in the pool. The mad tingling had spread out all over to every inch of his scrawny, lanky body. It almost felt like if the water was churning and boiling around him! Once in the water he felt a bit bigger. He was growing! He could feel his spine popping and stretching out. Muscles filling out to his delight. His shoulders and neck widening just a bit. His organs gurgling and belly pushing out a bit. His butt seemed a bit plumper too. Wet, bangs of hair floated near his eyes too. He brushed them aside with his slender fingers.

There's no point in staying in one place, Derek thought. I'm in the water, may as well swim. As his legs kicked and flailed, the young teen realized that he was pretty fast in the water. His bigger hips seemed to thrust his body far in the water. Soon enough though, his legs were moving in unison. Not one leg up and the other down. But synchronized. His legs were fusing together. Derek's feet and toes were changing too. It's almost like if he could hear ankles and toes and feet cracking, flattening and fusing. Derek had more control and could wiggle his lengthening toes in the water. They were practically flippers now. He reveled in the feelings of his body changing and becoming something else.

Derek was swimming laps over and over in the pool. He took in deep breaths of water just like if it was air. But with each twist and turn and flap of tail, he noticed a bit of drag under the water. Slowing him down just slightly. Derek stopped in place. He checked his watery surroundings. Some moonlight filtered through the water from above. Derek took a peek down on his body. There before him was two pointy nipples and growing mounds of his soft, new boobflesh. Perkily jutting from his feminine frame, Derek giggled. He innocently squeezed his new breasts together and enjoyed his new cleavage. His tail swayed happily too. Creating a cloud of bubbles.

As Derek kept swimming to his hearts content, he forgot how long he's been underwater. A bit of fear washed over him. The last bit of his humanity nagged at him. He needed oxygen not H2O. He panicked. The chlorine water seemed to sting at his eyes and burn his lungs a bit. He was aware of other strange things around him. He could still hear the crickets far away. The hum of the pool filter and the barking of a dog a few blocks away. Even his body felt smooth and deliciously alien, no trace of his former boyish self. Why did he get scared all of a sudden? He was safe. Nobody is around. Just a mermaid enjoying a nightly swim. So he decided to swim to the surface to ease his mind and scope out his new self. He would lay and revel in his new body under the moonlight. Maybe play with his boobs a bit more?

As he made it to the edge and pushed himself out the water and onto the poolside. Derek forgot that his chest was bigger. Someone's weight is quite different once you're out of the water. Derek miscalculated as he grabbed the ledge, to push himself up and out. His two new breasts scraped the edge of the rough tiled floor as he fell flat on his face. Derek yelped as a painful electric rush ran through his nipples and through his breasts. His tailfin slapped the hard concrete floor. He wanted to stand, but his lack of hips, legs and feet didn't let him. He used his arms to prop himself up as his fishy lower half began to flop into a seated position. Despite the fading pain, Derek stared in awe at the two wet things on his chest. The pool water dripping down his cleavage and down his taut stomach. He had always seen boobs on the internet and at older girls at school, but never on him. His breasts looked more awesome above ground than underwater. Derek was completely mesmerized. So focused on his new chest and his feminine traits than his blue scaled lower fish half. So focused that he didn't notice the angry witch girl approaching from the darkness.

"I was wondering when you were going to come out the pool, you perverted little shrimp!?" The girl sneered. Her dark robe and witch hat was imposing and menacing. "How dare you steal one of my pills!" She snapped. "Do you realize how much you jeopardized the mission!" She was livid! "Now one of my comrades cant go and may have to be replaced because of you!" With a wave of her fiery pink hand, Her witchy clothes faded away revealing a daring purple swimsuit. Then, pieces of Derek's clothes came out of the water, torn to pieces because of his transformation. They landed gently next to him. "And don't be a slob, pick up your mess when you transform!"

A cold fear swept through Derek. His hands instinctively went up to his breasts. That voice, it was more frightening than anything he's felt before. It was his older sister, Marie. A million excuses ran
through his head. What could he do and say? The truth works. "Big sis, for days I saw you making a bunch of magic pills, I didn't think you were going to miss one. So I took it! I had a good plan, and I saw you leave. So, how did you find me?" Derek replied meekly. He squeezed his chest tightly. He was trying to avoid eye contact with her angry sister, Marie. But he couldn't avoid staring at the pink magic flames erupting from her fist. He had never seen her do that trick before.

"Why are you covering your chest, freak? It's not like I've seen some boobs before." Marie teased. "Don't you realize idiot, that a witch like me can keep track of her spells? I was giving a briefing to my superior mage when I sensed one of my pills activating! Of course, I knew it had to be you! I saw how excited you got when we tested my first batch of pills. I let you try one and you wished for Vulcan ears like that Spock guy in those movies you enjoy so much. But dammit, the pill you stole was different! My first batch only last an hour or two. I could have given you one of those basic transformation pills, you dumb butt! All you had to do was ask! These new pills are a group magic. Everyone is transformed together. Now you're stuck like that until my comrades mission is over."

Marie's anger was dying down a bit. Derek could sense it. The pink flame was slowly burning itself out. Marie was always quick to anger, but she was quicker to forgive her only little brother. But Derek knew he wasn't out of the woods yet. Cautiously, and hoping to get some more info out of her sister, he asked, "So what's going to happen to me now, Marie? Are you going to tell mom and dad? Am I really stuck like this? Honestly, I didn't know you went on secret missions. That's so cool, when can I go on some?"

"Well," Marie took a breath, "I'm going to have to talk to Uncle Remus. In case you didn't know, Uncle Rem is the mage master for our region. He's my, I mean our superior. You've known for years that magic is real. But there's more out there. Bad things, dangerous individuals, and unpredictable magicks. I'll have to ask Uncle if we can include you in our next sortie. Our next battle against the beast-men is approaching. The transformation pills I created are a way for us witches and warlocks to match the beast-men's raw power. You have no battle experience, but now that you're half-fish, you'll make an excellent scout. Scouts don't have to fight. And you're still a few years away from your
fifteenth birthday when your abilities will finally manifest themselves. And to answer one more question, I think mom and dad will agree that its time for you to finally learn the family business first hand." Marie almost felt proud of that last line.

"I know I messed up big tonight, big sis," Derek apologized. "So, I'm sorry. I know magic is real but I always thought it was just for fun. I mean, I see you having fun all time. Creating potions, magic circles and stuff. I've even spied on mom and dad. At first I thought I was being sneaky but, I think, they know I'm tailing them. Well I guess the truth is, I'm just jealous. When will it be my turn to learn magic? But something clicked when I saw you make me try those awesome transforming pills. Somehow I knew I couldn't just do it once. I had to get my hands on more!" Derek spoke truthfully.

"I'm thinking maybe little bro...I mean sis. That you'll probably have an affinity for transformation magicks. Me making you transform first hand, awoke your potential magical insight." Marie said. "I mean look at you! that's a perfect mermaid transformation if I ever saw one. Some mages don't get the anatomy right the first time. But you even managed to change into a perfect Asian mermaid girl too! And you've got quite the imagination. I guess horny little brothers like you are quite observant."

"Umm.....thanks I guess?" Derek replied nervously. Not sure if that was an insult or a compliment. Derek's body yearned to get back into the water. His breasts lifted and moved slightly as he scratched his back. It seemed dry and itchy. Was he drying out? It's only been a few minutes since he got out of the water. But it seemed longer with his older sisters lecturing. The sloshing of the water was calling to him. As he looked towards the water, his sister was closing in.

Marie walked around his little brother turned mermaid. She stopped and stood between him and the pool. "Sorry Derek, No going back into the water for you. I've got to take you home. I still have to figure out a punishment for you. Excuse the pun little brother, but you're not off the hook yet!" Marie's posture changed as devious thoughts ran through her head. A scary smile ran through her face. One that Derek knew all too well... "Say....did you turn your face into that Mikawa girl from
your class? She's a cutie! You aged her up quite nice too!" Marie lustfully licked her lips. "I guess similar fetishes run through our family, don't they Derek? I have a thing for cute Asian girls like yourself. Well then, come along now little sister. I think I found your perfect, deserving, punishment!"

"Okay." Derek replied defeatedly as Marie's hand glowed a fiery pink once more. Her original dark clothes came back again. Derek knew he had to accept the consequences. He knew better than going against his sister a second time. Derek felt lighter suddenly. His sister was levitating him and the scraps of clothes near him. Floating felt a lot like being in water. After a few steps, a dark, shadowy, portal opened in front of them. Marie enters first, with Derek in tow.

Leaving the city pool, in the lonely night once again.

The Substitute Teacher And Me

OMG! content! How many times can I say sorry? Too many times. I still dont know when I can make some more stories. I've been pining to make one for weeks now and I finally got the chance to make one. I'm also glad that 4chan finally eased up on their ban of captions too. That's why I wanted to make one so bad. So this is what I came up with. Hope you like this drop of water in the desert that is my caption site.

If you all want another excuse,, the reason I haven't been making captions is that I've been helping upload my stockpile of scanned manga to a site called http://mangatraders.org/ I had been doing it for months now since January. Up until a month or two ago more or less when they had a problem with their hosting and all my files that I uploaded were lost in the ether! Damn it. So once again I'm uploading my stuff. And that's eating up the time I would have to make captions. This caption here was done while extra long files were being uploaded. I'm still wanting to make some content for this blog and I'm still in no way done yet uploading my stuff to that site. But I will try to get some captions done here and possibly a few requests on 4chan. We'll just have to wait and see.

Immortal Sorcerer

A being reborn many times over finds its original body. It has a conversation with itself.


Sorry for the lack of posting! I've got too many digital distractions. Too many new videogames that I've been playing and watching a ton of anime and movies on my backlog.

Not to mention my job going into longer hours for the holidays. I will try to make up more strange, funny, exotic stories soon okay!?

Thanks for sticking around!

Dahlia The Succubus

An anon on 4chan's /d/ supplied the picture and wanted a succubus caption. This is what I made. I hope he/she likes it.

My Familiar

A teenager discovers he has magical abilities. His best friend, is actually his familiar. Sexy times await!

Walking

She finds you outside in the middle of the night. But what does she really want with you?

Changed Into An Elf Girl

I used to be one of the greatest mercenaries in the Yborean Army. I was known as The Destroyer! I was feared and respected. I towered over my fellow soldiers. With one swing of my blade, I could destroy a platoon of enemy forces. I was a one man cavalry! The people would talk about my battles and how I helped expand the empire that hired me.

But when the orders came to fight a new enemy in an unexplored land. I jumped at the chance to join the Yborean empire's aggressive plans for expansion. I had heard tales and warnings of fellow mercenaries passing through towns on the way to battle. The new enemies have fearsome magics. All their prisoners of war disappear. Nothing is heard about them. They do not negotiate to give up their captured prisoners of war. They are eaten or sacrificed to some dark god. For us to win, we would have to strike first and strike hard. The enemy shows no mercy on the battlefield.

Hearsay and rumors I thought. The enemy will fall under my blade. When we finally clashed, I was on the battlefield I was quickly slaying my enemies. Left and right they died before my blade. It was a tough battle that we were winning. That is until their magical reinforcements came to help them. A group of enemy magicians chanted and moaned. They summoned their fierce magics. Their magical blasts fell like rain. I looked around and saw my allies felled by enemy magic. I ran.  I zigged and zagged, but I could not avoid it. I was struck down by their devious magic....

When I awoke. I found myself in some big room. The bed I lay in seemed huge! I turned my head and looked outside the window. I found myself in some huge mansion in the middle of an even bigger city. No doubt, I was deep inside enemy territory. I could not recognize the mountains and other landmarks outside. But not only that. I felt scared and weak. I've never felt this way before. I wasn't afraid of anything. I looked down on my body. My heart stopped. Gone was my former self. I was replaced by a little elf girl. I was in tiny sleepwear never meant for a man like me. I was shocked by my new body! I felt so tiny and alien. I wanted to scream in anger, but no words escaped my tiny little mouth.

As I looked around the room. There was a man and a bunch of maids. They all had elf-like ears, and features. Just like me.  I felt a strange energy as I locked eyes with the man. Whatever curse that was upon me, he knew something about it. I sensed that this man was my captor and also my new father. My father died years ago in battle. The maids by his side had the same strange power over me but it wasn't as strong as my fathers spell. I stood there and hoped that I could find some way, any way to escape my captors.

For a moment I found myself broken from the spell. I screamed and wailed and ran around the room. All I could do is scratch and slap my captors. But I was quickly subdued. The maids grabbed me and sat me back down on the bed. Whatever strength I had as a man was quickly gone. The maids weren't strong either. But being in this new body, all of my abilities were gone. I once could kill a man with my bare hands. But I had no power to fight against any of them. A little girl has no chance. I looked at my father. I could tell that he lifted the curse just for a second. To show me the futility of escape. A wry, evil smile shone in his face.

Every morning, without fail I jumped out of bed and screamed! I hoped that my nightmare would be over?! But I would wake up in the same petite, girlish body. How could they do this to me? My
muscles! Gone. Replaced by soft, scrawny girl flesh. My rough, calloused giant man hands, now soft pink digits with tiny oval nails. These tiny hands, they've never seen any hard work. My thick, muscular legs that ran through the battlefields unchecked, now replaced by the soft thighs of a little girl. Each day, the maids would come up and feed me and dress me. They would bathe me too. They would not speak of what I used to be and would ignore my pleads to change me back. I hated my weak defenseless body. Later, I would spend time in the mansion and do nothing. I was like a doll. I'm sure that I was a prisoner. But instead of cages and chains, My prison was this home. Surrounded by maids and fancy things. Not only that, I was a prisoner in my own body too.

As the weeks went by, I found myself with a little bit more freedom. No longer confined to my room. I would wander around the mansion and talk to the servants. Some would give me a little candy. I was still treated like a child. Some of the normal maids heard about what I really was but were forbidden to speak about it. But others simply saw me as the master's child. I would sneak in to places and I would get caught. I would test my captors patience. With time I earned more freedoms. I found a library one day, and I asked if they would let me read some of my fathers books. They thought I couldn't read, so they let me take a few. I had a hard time reading the language but I soon picked it up. I guess this new body is useful for other things. I would carry different books to my room and read them. I pretended to the maids that I would just stare at the pictures. And I would play with the books, so they paid me no mind. But reading all of my father's tomes gave me important intel and insight into my enemies territory. Was there something in these books that will give me clues to my freedom?

When my father would come back, and check on me. I would make sure that the books were back in their proper place. I'm sure he still considers me an enemy and I don't think I should be looking at his things. He would come and look at me sometimes. Or he would just stare at me when we eat at the dinner table. He was a cold, indifferent man. I could not see how a man like him could be a father. I seemed to be like a piece of furniture in his mansion. Does he have any plans for me? If any? The servants here gave me more attention than he ever could.

As time went on, I gathered some more information on where I was at. I was in the second biggest city-state. The mansion I was in was quite the affluent neighborhood. But I still couldn't find a way to escape. But I talked to the servants who had spell I felt that time I awoke here. I would throw subtle, innocent questions at them to gauge their answers. Some would answer a bit But others would laugh at me. They told me I was a permanently a little girl. They had control over the spell put on me. If I ever became rowdy or violent They could say a few magic words and cause me great pain. But they never used it. I was an obedient little girl. But also they were confident that I had no chance of escape. I told them they were right. I would giggle and joke with them. I told them that I was a happy little girl now. They would smile and pat my head. But I'll never forget. Deep inside me I'm still a man. I guess I would have to play along with them. I will find some way to become a free man.

Less and less. I would feel the presence of my father the captor. He would be gone for days at a time. I would hear stories of battles and invaders from a far away lands. The battles were getting more fierce. Rumors from the workers at the mansion. Over time I learned how to sense where and when the maids were at. Even the ones that had that partial spell over me. This was a useful trick. It must be some elfish sixth sense. It was harder to sense my father. I figured that my father was gone, off on some battle or tormenting other cursed people like me. I still felt like a prisoner. But there were days where I just let myself be a little girl. I was making more memories again. I had a chance to learn new things that I never would have done in my former life. I actually learned to swim! The maids and other help showed me how. We would take a swim in my father's private pool.  When I was a man, I never bothered to learn that ability. I figured since I would always be on land killing my enemies I would have no reason to swim. But with my new body I took to water just like a fish. I was proud. I like how my swimsuit felt when I wore it too. I guess it cant be all bad, being a girl.

As the months passed by, I really thought there would be no escape. I was becoming complacent. But I shook my head in denial. There must be some way to get out? I was slowly forgetting about who I used to be. The maids would come and dress me some more. I always had plenty of clothes. One of them would spend some time combing my growing hair. Long locks of hair swished and streaked across my dainty, girlish face. The maid would leave it styled different every day. But I liked it when she gave me ponytails. Back when I was a man I shaved my head bald. It scared people. My enemies feared me more that way. I stood there for a second as the maids left the room I don't know why that memory came back to me. It reminded me of who I used to be. I would still get random dreams of the man I used to be. I would day-dream about the adventures and kills I did back when I was the fearsome warrior, 'The Destroyer'

But the worst thing the enemy could have done to me is to leave me like a tiny pre-pubescent little girl. Weird little feelings were coming more often. I guess I get to go through puberty a second time.  My body started showing signs of the budding femininity in me. I take it I've been a prisoner for a few years now. My body is changing. I feel some growing pains that I haven't felt since I was a little boy all those years ago. A memory came back to me. I hated it back then. Once my family knew I was growing up. They sent me away to train me in the life of battle. I never got to grow up like the common folk. My life soon became one of battle and death. I grew up into a warrior. I became a mercenary to the highest bidder.

As I look in the bedroom mirror. I notice my growing breasts. My dainty girlish mound. My soft little butt. I can see the beauty I was going to be each time I see my reflection. I was becoming a woman. I was growing up more and more. The first time I had my period, the maids were more excited than I was. They complimented me on my journey into womanhood. I was scared every month when the bleeding came around. But I soon got used to it. The monthly visit became routine. Just like the other things I did in the mansion. As I notice more new things every day, I realize I am going to turn out into one beautiful girl. The etiquette classes they made me take reinforced the fact that I was a girl in some nobleman's family. I actually started to like how pretty I looked every day. Especially with the dresses they got me....

Wait. Was this their plan all along? To break my will by trapping me in this female form? If I'm a woman now. Then one day I'm going to be betrothed to someone. Some man! Back when I was a man, Noble families wanted me to marry their daughters. My seed for their women. They wanted a strong child to improve their family legacy. I never wanted to marry, but I've given plenty of women in various cities the gift of a child. Now that I'm a growing woman with her own womb. Surely they'll do the same to me? Knowing my creepy father, he would do that. I'm reminded that I'm still a prisoner. I'll just be transferred to another warden. It sent a scary shiver down my spine.

No wonder there have been more visitors to the mansion lately. Why didn't I notice it before? We've been having all these fancy dinners. The maids have been working a lot feeding and entertaining all the guests. Even my father's been home more lately. I've been introduced to all sorts of people. Young and old. I would curtsy to them and they would bow back. It felt creepy as a few of them stared at me. I knew they were here for something else. I simply thought all of these parties were to celebrate my father coming home. But now I realize that these parties are meant for me. My father is courting me, finding a suitor. I remember once when I was a man I was at a party similar to this. I hated wearing proper attire. My former size made it impossible to wear fancy clothes properly. I had to wear clothes like that because I was a bodyguard to some woman who was to be betrothed to some rich bigshot. I was protecting the girl from unwanted men who lusted for the rich mans daughter. Now I was that rich mans daughter. I felt sick.

One day at one of these special parties. I met up with a boy. He was a child of another noble family. His older brother was a potential suitor for me. But I don't remember him. But I did hit it off with the other brother. We would talk about things, or more likely he would talk more about himself. He's learning how to fence and fight. He loves to explore the lands the empire has given to his family. He boasts that he is smarter than his older brother. Stuff a teenager would say to impress a girl like me. I liked the attention he gave me. But something was off about him. Whatever that was, it made me more interested in him.

On another occasion and another party. We met up again. He compliments me on my dress. He wants to know more about me. There was not much I could say anyways. Living the sheltered life of a captured warrior turned little girl, what would I contribute? That I loved swimming? That I love the clothes the maids make me wear? I was still a little shy around him, but to me he seemed so brave. So boyish. I felt something stirring inside me, something different. He was the boy I could have been? Adventurous and brave? I admired him. It was a strange new sensation. Did my girly body finally have a crush on a boy?

As we sat in the courtyard away from the snooty crowds and bustle of the party. We held hands and stared at the night sky. I felt some more of that strangeness. We looked into each others eyes. Totally out of character, I kissed him. I felt like it was the right thing to do. On that night. I gave up on what I used to be. I cant go back to that berzerker I once was. What life do I have to go back to? I've been dead for years. The kingdom who hired me has already replaced me with someone else. Do I really want to go back to a life of killing? Swirling thoughts of pain and hope were muddling my brain. Do I want to accept this new femininity?  But then, the boy who stole my first kiss spoke to me.

"I know what you are. For I am like you too. I am...I was a captured prisoner. We are given a new chance in life. This kiss proved to me my suspicions." The boys face was dead serious. Like if a veil was removed from both our heads. I finally found someone just like me.

"I don't think you'll like what I used to be." I answered shyly. "My former life is something I've now decided not to go back to. I've changed so much I don't know what to do. How can I exist when I have a whole 'nother lifetime inside of me?" I cried. For the first time in my new life. I cried. I always thought of myself as a tough guy. But, crying was like a strange release. It made me feel better. I could only guess that I've just opened up my girl side even more. A hormonal release. I wiped my tears on a handkerchief the boy gave me. I liked how it smelled. Like him.

"I don't care what you used to be," the boy said. "I care about what you are now. You see I was once someone else too. I was captured in battle and turned young again. I used to be a general in a kingdom far east of here. I was sixty years old. But now I am but a nobleman's child. I realize now what was done to me and to you. I learned that this country nobility has some fertility issues. It's reproduction rate is falling. Too many miscarriages. The countries leaders are dying. Its enemies don't know that. In a few years the royalty will have no children to carry on its legacy. This kingdom figured out a devious way to replenish some of its people. They've captured prisoners and re-purposed them for breeding. Trying to make more citizens. But it's a futile effort. The common folk will soon revolt. They are only furthering the seeds of their own destruction!"

"So that's why I was turned into a girl!" I shouted. "I felt so weak in my new body, I thought this was cruel torture! And I guess it was! I used to be a man...and I'm a woman now. And now I'm going to be a prize for some some dull nobleman to mate with?" I couldn't tell, but I'm sure I was completely red in the face, both angry and embarrassed.

"Oh man! I'm sorry to hear that. I didn't think them to be capable of doing that to someone!" The boy replied. "I was captured in a tremendously tough battle many years ago. I was turned into a baby. I would have completely forgotten about who I used to be, until one day when I was four, in a bazaar, a slave servant fell on me and we accidentally kissed. That simple act unlocked all of my memories. You see he was a prisoner too. It seems like us transformed people are unconsciously attracted to each other. It's something our captors didn't factor in when they devised this horrible spell."

My face was completely locked. I don't know how many times I gasped in surprise. I was in rapt attention I was fixated on my companions conversation. Not only did he reveal the world to me, I couldn't help but notice other things about him too. I was infatuated with him. My new boyfriend. His nose, his chin his blonde hair. My girly thoughts were on overdrive. I wanted to see all of him. But I focused back on his story....

"My adopted family never knew I broke their spell. My only guess is that the magic lessons I studied back in my former life, helped me. Being a general, I always had contingency plans. I studied lots of things. But I never was good at magic, but I guess I picked up enough ability to counter their spell. I've kept up the charade. I've learned more magic spells this time and they can never steal my mind anymore. In a few more months your father would have cemented his spell and you would have been completely a girl. All parts of your former life would have been erased. My father did the same spell on me, some sort of coming of age mumbo jumbo he said. But I faked it. I'm pretending to be the second son of the nobleman. I still am. But I've spent this past decade collecting intel and preparing another spell to break the hold they have over us prisoners. A future battle against our enemies. But I need more allies. I have gathered a few. But something about you feels different. Feels right."

"Thank you, I don't know what I can help you with. But I'll try."  But I was certainly more impressed with my new boyfriends resolve. It pales to what little bit of 'studying' I did in the past. This guy has a better plan, something I could never do. It must be because he used to be a general.  My girly heart is falling even deeper in love with him. I feel a strange tickle between my thighs. He brings out new sensations in me! Am I his now?

"Girl, Do I have your trust?" The boy said, "I'm a little scared that I said too much. I don't want my plans ruined. Are you with me? I plan to take down this country. Free our brothers and sisters. Grow and deploy an army from the inside. Maybe build a new country from its ashes?" The boy was standing proud, pumping his fist into the air!

"Yes!" I blurted. I responded like the lovestruck girlfriend that I am. But a thought of feminine doubt entered my mind. I still dreamed of escape. Could the boy help me?  "But cant we just run away? Right now? Surely you've seen the mansion from the outside? Is there a way for me to escape? For both of us to escape? I promise to go anywhere with you! I love you! Lets take our chances and escape these lands. Lets forget about everything and make a new life together?" I was dead serious.

"I've thought that over many times over the years, girl." The boy replied. "But I've weighed the options. This country is too big and we would not have the resources to escape. We could make new lives and live hidden among the people, but in a few years, the wars that are coming would not help us. We have been given the best opportunities. We've already been put in rich peoples hands. We are nobles. We have the ability to take over from the inside. Not now, but in a few years. We can rebel and free ourselves. Revolutions take time. And I would be honored to spend that time with you."

I never knew I could swoon, but I almost fainted. My girlish heart skipped a beat. I know he's just a kid like me. But his words swayed my young teenage heart. He was right too. I'm just a kid. If I escaped I would be caught quickly. All my basic freedoms would be taken away and I really would be a prisoner. "So what do I do now?"

The boy came closer and held my hand. "I will declare my desire to court you once we go back into the party. My father wanted to marry off my older brother, his real son. But I don't think he's ready. He desires a life of war and conquest. He's going to Knight academy in the summer. He's not ready to commit to a wife let alone a young beautiful girl like you. Your father isn't that wealthy. All he has is this mansion. He got lucky that the empire gave you to him. He wants to improve his status amid the elite. Marrying you off has surely been his plan since the beginning. My family can do that. Respond to me at the party, and I will get everything in motion. Can you do this for me love?"

"Yes! I'll do anything to escape! I was never so truthful in this life and my former one. I have a reason to push forward. My new life doesn't have to be full of pain and dreariness. I found someone that accepts me, you. Sooner or later we will find a way to break free. I'll do anything you ask me for. I'll wait patiently for the day I'll walk out these mansion's doors with you by my side."

"That day will come sooner than you think girl." The boy replied. "I know it must be painful for you. but when I come back to visit I'll have a spell to keep you from losing your memories. They may be painful and foreign. But they are still yours. Your father and this country may have changed your body but not your mind. Your father still owns you. He still has your name. That's a part of the spell that's on you. When you have your coming of age ceremony and you are given to me as my wife. He will give you your name. Don't lose hope. The spell will help you like it helped me." My boyfriend looks straight at me, "As a token of my love I'll give you my name. It seems that this nation finds giving people their names to be quite honorable. Miss, you can call me Razel."

"Razel," I said aloud, "Razel. I never knew a name could be so beautiful. I shall treasure it forever."

We both hold hands and make our way to the glass doors of the dancehall. Our plan is in motion. My true life has begun anew.

Elven Wenches

Two scavengers are captured and transformed into women elves. They are given a new purpose in life.

This is a 4chan request. The anon gave the picture and this is the caption I came up with. Lets hope they like it over there.

Girl And Bird

Two teenagers find a magic book and transform their bodies. One of them finds it hard to change back.

Hezerot The Bodyguard

A nobleman's son is attacked and Hezerot, his bodyguard saves him. But not before his body changes. What will happen to them next?

Cactus Girls

They have become an important part of this desert's ecosystem.

The Sorcerer's Daughter

A little girl gets new toys from her mom. She knows what they are and where they come from.

New elf princess

A prince that went off to battle comes back quite different

Lovers embrace

Heres another 4chan request. I guess it came out kinda long, again! The jury's still out on whether its popular over there or not. Well anyways, have a read and you tell me.

Zombie Plaything

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