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Nana's Gift

It was an impromptu family reunion. I never knew I had so many Aunts and Uncles, cousins, nieces and nephews. Some were sad and somber, others wild and opportunistic. Everyone wanted a piece of Great Grandma's magical estate after her death. 

Grandpa, a powerful Court mage in his own right summoned us all. It took many of us days to get there. But when we did, he told us that there are things in Nana's mansion that are too dangerous. In three days, a magical barrier would soon be set up to avoid getting powerful artifacts into enemy hands. 

Per Nana's will and testament before she died, her descendants, we were allowed one magical item to inherit. She was a genius, witch inventor well known around the country. Our whole family are considered Nobles, so the King knows the items we take will be in safe hands.

The most powerful people in the family got first dibs. Unbreakable armor, Magical swords, Lazer wands, adamant shields. Even a magical car! Stuff that we couldn't comprehend in our wildest dreams. Nana was crazy like that. Anything she touched or created or infused with energy could be considered a magical weapon. I'm certain some of my family had been waiting for the day that Nana croaked so that they can own a unique item like that. 

Some were very Powerful. Nana's magical items directly went to their hands. Some shouted, others chanted and they instantly received their magical item. They're elites among elites. Now that the Adults had their new toys. It was a free-for-all! It was twenty to thirty of us cousins searching Nana's mansion, in a competition for what was left. 

Unfortunately for me. I was a scrawny, lanky, teenage boy. With barely any magical ability. I wonder how I'm even part of this country's upper class? I heard my Mom was some mage's mistress, So I guess I'm related. There was these really cool anti-gravity boots that I once saw as a kid that I wanted. But some of my cousins pushed me away with their magic and one beat me to it. Others found pleasure by simply chucking me outside just to deny me out of spite. One just beat me up for fun. What assholes.

Three days had passed. It's now or never. The house was ransacked many times. But a magic cleaning spell eventually put everything back. To my disappointment, anything that could be considered a weapon was gone. By now, practically everyone left for home. Happy with their new magical item. Time was running out for me.  

I had no choice but to rummage through random knick-knacks, hoping to find any sort of cool magical tool. But it just made me sad. As I looked around the place, I could see, feel and sense how lonely Nana's house felt now that she was gone. My body would tingle a bit as there might be a random magical item waiting for me. But when I touched stuff, I couldn't tell what the item did.

During my rummaging, I met up with one of my cousins. She wasn't very powerful either. She was almost like me. We could sense some magic, and that's about it. She was quite happy, because she found something she liked. Something just for her. In Nana's kitchen, she found a magic wand that makes Tofu appear. She likes to cook and make food, so that thing was perfect for her. I couldn't help but feel a little jealous. 

I resigned myself to realize that there's no cool weapons anymore. Maybe I can get something simple to help me in my daily life. Hopefully I can find it before Grandpa seals up the place. I said goodbye to my cousin, and continued my futile search.  

I made my way to what looks like a guest bedroom. I grab the doorknob. My whole body starts to quiver. Something here is giving me the tingles. Could this room have the item meant for me? I can only hope its not my imagination running wild and I make my way inside.

The room was pretty simple. Just a bed, an A/C against the wall and a dresser drawer. I lifted the mattress and looked under the bed. Nothing. I took off my shoes and climbed on the bed to take a look at the air conditioner, hoping to find something hidden inside it. Nothing. All that was left was to look inside the dresser drawer. 

I cautiously grabbed the handle and pulled. My brain tingled a bit. Something here has to be it. But alas, it was just a drawer full of women's bras and panties. They were cute, I guess. But I'm a guy. Another disappointment in my life. Maybe I'm just unlucky? 

What if there's something underneath? As I stick my hands and rummage the soft silky things, there was a dangerous Zap! An electric shock instantly made my hands pull back. My brain was tingling like mad! As I looked towards the drawer to figure out what shocked me..... There was a soft pink bra in one hand, And tiny pink panties in the other How? Did I grab them instinctively? 

I chucked that alien, satiny, underthing away towards the bed. A shiver went down my spine as the bra got away from me. My other hand though, had a death grip on the tiny underwear. That's not right. What does a teenage boy need with a girly feminine things like that? 

I plop myself on the bed, and fall back, staring up at the ceiling. The bra is there by my side laying on the bed, still sending tingly signals into my brain. I want to ignore it, forget about it, and move on to the next room. But I find myself stuck in place, staring up at the stucco patterns on the ceiling. Contemplating the meaning of it all. Minutes are feeling like hours.

A tear falls down my side. Is it a tear of despair, hope or resignation? 

When suddenly I realize. I'm holding the bra again, above me at arms length. Between me and the ceiling. Like some sort of demented, perverted prize. The panty, its other twisted half, was burning my other hand metaphorically. Like if it was aware of its devious existence. 

I think I have my item. I can't deny it. No doubt about it. There's nothing left for me to look for. Anything else is irrelevant. 

I have to get naked.

My body suddenly on auto-pilot sets the panty down on the bed this time. Gently set aside so I can focus on the bra. Its too precious an item. I unbuckle my belt and wiggle my pants and boxers off. My bare butt is on the bed. I pull my legs up with my heel on the bed and my socks are flung off. I glance towards the door, futile hoping someone would stop me and smack me back into reason. But nothing in the world can stop what's going on. I unbutton my shirt from top to bottom and toss it away from me. My undershirt soon follows. 

I'm in my dead Nana's house, Naked as the day I was born. I wanna feel embarrassed and ashamed. And I am. But those tingles are ramping up. These are the strongest I've ever felt in my entire life. It's that bra. It wants me to wear her. To be one with her. Almost like it's calling for me.

I sit back up. I'm preparing myself for something strange. With the Bra in my hands, I instinctively fiddle with the straps. Pulling and adjusting them to some size I know is right in my head. I see the hooks in the back and I can tell they're going to make my back itchy in a good way. It's stretchiness was taunting, goading me to put it on. 

I put my arm through one side of the bra. The whole of my body trembling in joy and excitement. My other arm finds its way through the other gap. The tingling of my nervous body reaches levels I've never felt before. It gives me a painful, embarrassing erection. 

But it still doesn't feel complete until I fasten the back. My arms try to twist backwards and my hands nervously fiddle as they grab both halves of the bra. My goal is to make them join into one. A true effort to feel complete. My fingers poke the loops and hooks looking for a way to come together. I never knew my hands were so adept. But they did it. The bra was finally clasped and everything was right in the world. 

But no ensemble wasn't complete without its partner. I pick up the dainty, elastic, beautiful thing and stretch it. The panty seemed to unwrinkle itself before my eyes. It had a pink cloth patch in the front and barely anything in the back. How could something so girly fit on a boy's body? I was about to find out. My toes curl in excitement as somehow the tiny garment shifts and wiggles its way from ankles, to knees, and up to my butt. Its elasticity holding up well as it finds a new home hanging off my boyish hips. Strangely, my dick is somewhat nestled and hiding as best it can between my legs. A bulge is there, but no erection anymore to make it worse. But I feel so relieved by what seemed an impossible task. I sigh nervously. A nagging piece of the boy in me still feels that this is wrong. But the softness enveloping me, the tag team duo of women's underwear, says otherwise....

"How's my gift? Do you like it? I hope it fixes the lack of curves you got, and gives you much needed confidence, my lovely, granddaughter."

I look around the room excitedly. I almost get dizzy looking around. Its a raspy, yet honey filled sound. Filled with joy and care. I recognize that the voice inside my head. It's my Nana! I haven't seen her in like five or six years. But I know its her! 

I've only seen my Nana a few times in her busy life. But each visit to her was unforgettable. Despite how big and crazy this magical family is. I realize I am one of them, and I finally felt grateful to be a part of it. The magic happening right now all around me is terrifying  yet it feels safe and comfortable. I don't know if its really her or some magic inside the bra, but I cant lie to it.....

"I'm sorry Nana.....But I'm not your granddaughter, I'm one of your many grandsons. Your magic must have made a mistake in choosing me? Why does this feel so wrong yet so right? I'm not supposed to wear these things meant for a woman. I'm just a man. Or at least I'm trying to be? What's wrong with me? Isn't there a better magic for me? I don't want to be labeled a pervert..." 

I look down on my scrawny body. I'm a teenage boy barely containing a pink bra and panty; talking to a voice in my head. Everything wrong in the world is contained inside me. 

"Nonsense my child! Everything has a reason, and well within my plans. Everyone in my family got the item they needed. They think they chose it. But my devices are tantamount to their abilities. This was always meant for you. Even though you are naïve and prone to nervousness, you are humble. And worthy of being my successor. I've known this since the day your were born to my dimwit Grandson. Obviously I'm not going to make it easy for you. You'll need to forge your own path. But I'm going to push you in the right direction."

"Now lets fix that outer shell of yours and open you to all the world's possibilities, I'll be with you always, my child."

By now the tingling in my body was an afterthought. I certainly had been spreading all over for a while now, ever since Nana's voice was in my head. But I realize now, it's my magic spreading. It's my own power finally unlocked and Nana's energy is guiding me, coaching me, finding the right areas to spread it. Like if I'm being reset.....

A growing weight started pulling down on my shoulders. My bra straps were digging in to my softening flesh. I was transfixed as I glanced down onto my chest. I was growing boobs. It's weight, undeniable, inevitable. Was this the logical outcome of donning a magical bra? My body leant forward as soft pale skin pushed out farther and farther. My new boobs were now sagging but they held in place by the cups of the bra. The elastic on my back stretched and the cups held fast. The bra was doing its job. I guess I adjusted them to the right size after all! 

My male chest was no more. I had an upper body that oozed femininity. If my old shoulders had any masculine definition, they were gone now. My forearms, all the way down to my wrists and fingers were permanently girlish. My arms found their way under my breasts, and a gentle squeeze on my stomach, pushed my already generous breasts up higher. 

The pink panties still felt tight on my hips. But now, they were in a perfectly higher position. My flat, stocky boyish abdomen gave way to a taut stomach and curvy hips and round butt of a healthy teenage girl. The transformation surely gave me a body that any woman would envy. 

I have never seen a woman's private parts. But I knew Nana's magic would leave me strong and healthy down there. I clenched new muscles and felt new nerves that weren't there before. I feel a bit sad for my lost dick, as I've owned it all my life. But the magic flowing in me and the tingles that took it away give me a sense of comfort that everything will be alright. 

With no penis anymore, I feel extra mobility and range in my slender legs. My knees touch themselves together in a posture that I couldn't achieve as a boy. I can tell my brain is rewiring itself to get used to this new, womanly posture I have now.... 

I snap out of it. I've been in a daze. All these new sensations are happening yet my sense of time is lost. How long have I been standing here in this room? What could have been hours may have just been minute passing by. My body is aware of all sorts of magic that I couldn't feel before. It's scary and overwhelming. 

Any physical trace of me being a teenage boy is gone. Can I give up being a boy and embrace the girl in me? Nana decided that she wants me to be a girl. Was I useless as a boy? Can I live up to the expectations of a ghost inside my magic Bra?  Nana says she's with me, but I cant feel her voice inside my head right now. Despite this new body. I'm starting to feel a panic attack like I used to have when I was a boy....

*KNOCK KNOCK!* Someone is at the door. The door jiggles and slowly opens....

"George! Its me, your cousin Claire! I think I sense you in here? Did you finally find a magic item? Grandpa is finally calling for all of us to leave....." 

The young lady is surprised by the sight of another girl in the guest bedroom! She lets out a gasp as she realizes who it is....

"George is that you? What's wrong?" Why are you a girl now?"

"A lot happened, Claire. Yeah an Item found me. I think I should be called Gina now."

Emotional tears well up in the newly reborn girl's eyes.

"Claire, I need your help. Can you take me to Grandpa?" 

Slimed

 Alright. My first cap in a while. Hopefully, I'll get out of my funk now. I actually saw this pic a few weeks ago on 4chan /d/ gender bender thread, and it got my itch started again to make more captions. So this is what I came up with.  I hope its to someone's tastes, as this writing/hobby is quite varied and different strokes for different folks if you know what I mean. 

Lady Minos

I stand proud at one of the many Royal Palaces. I'm not a queen, but all this area may as well be mine. I grew up out of poverty and with my wits and feminine wiles became a highly influential courtesan on this island.

But my deepest secret is that I'm not a native of this land. Not even of this land but of this time. I was once a scientist, an engineer from the far flung future. And most jarringly, a man. It's so far into the future that it almost seems magical compared to this primitive civilization. But I'm thankful I'm here. I definitely died or I would have died had I stayed in the future. 

I get a mild headache and my ample chest feels heavy whenever I think about my past life. I need to walk off my constant, heavy thoughts. And let the warm Mediterranean breeze lift my spirits. As I dig my toes into the sand and gain a brisk pace, I remember what led me to my strange new life...

I was one of the main equasionists of the Temporal Atom Diffusion Sequence. A rudimentary form of time manipulation. My formulas granted a deeper understanding of mass displacement. But at the time my superiors never knew it was time travel. 

They just simply knew it as a way to increase mass and explosive yield to conventional weapons of mass destruction. Nuclear was out and TADS were in. A bomb could me made to 'cook' for a few centuries absorbing all sorts of radical energies and increasing its yield over time. And they could be placed at any time and anywhere. 

I being the one who perfected the formula started by others, grew increasingly paranoid over the decades. I was advancing the technology into unheard of heights. Yet I knew my days were numbered. When I run out of my usefulness to my government, they'll find a way to get rid of me. But with all my years of intellect, my brain could be cloned indefinitely. So I needed to disappear from this time. Wars and destruction were the norm. Humanity was conquering worlds in other star sectors. I had no choice but to escape into the past. 

It took a further twenty years for me to perfect my one way time travel formula. By then I was a crazy old coot. I made sure years ago not to advance the terrible technology I had created. I had new  equations locked in my head, only for getting me to escape this cursed timeline. Nobody could get me to spill my secrets, and I left no paper trail for my peers to copy me. Eventually I had created the  Mother of all TADS. Super compact, super deadly, and built for one. Me. The government was happy and excited to see my final experiment. But they didn't know that it was going to explode in an accidental early detonation. It's going to take out a ten mile chunk of the world. Small indeed. 

My purposeful accident was elegantly orchestrated. I had no qualms exploding it. I wasn't afraid. I was an old man ready to die. The military industrial complex that surrounded me was full of drone clones and arrogant big-shots all who could be easily replaced. Only the top military would mourn the death of the mad scientist who's genius helped conquer the star sector.

Click. Boom.

I became re-aware of my life. I knew my body disintegrated, yet I felt alive again. I was suckling greedily at a breast of a woman. I was being carried by said woman. My mother. It was my earliest memory. As a baby, I had no choice but to be that. a baby. I grew up trying to calculate how such a miracle could happen. I guess I did time travel. But to what time? I couldn't tell. As a scientist, I couldn't comprehend how the miracle of rebirth and reverse reincarnation. I dare not say its faith, since I never was religious to begin with. My only guess is something in my DNA.

As the years went by and I grew up to be a fine dame. I had learned many things. One, no one suspects a prostitutes daughter. Yeah, I had no choice but to learn my mothers profession. The island is peaceful, but you still have to eat and gain wealth somehow. Two, Knowledge is power. No matter what the millennium. Only let out little by little, Otherwise you'll be branded a witch. But at least this island is tolerant and it's civilization seems a little meritocratic. I may have started out a mere slut. But I gained connections and pleased my men. And with my knowledge of the future, I have saved lives and earned political prowess. I'm beloved by the people. And this makes me proud. I was once a man that killed millions. But now I'm a woman who serves and protects her people. 

Third. It took me a few years to figure out where I was, and when I was. Learning the language was easy, but I was out of context to say what part of the world I was in. I was a scientist, not a historian. But I remembered that my ancestors were Greek. So that was a clue. I had learned the island was volcanic as there was eruptions and earthquakes. I got my fame as I helped the citizens escape a bad event and was hailed a hero. It came to me. I had studied it years ago in my youth. I was in the times of the Minoan Civilization. But the people here don't call themselves that. They're simply the people.

I began to worry. This island Thera, is one day is going to blow up! But with no further context, I had to give up. It could be one hundred or one thousand years away. I would be long dead by then. All I can do is live my life and make it comfortable for the rest of my life as a woman. All my futuristic knowledge doesn't mean anything in this simple past. I hope I can impart something to help these peoples succeed. Even my basic know how can greatly improve the lives of others on this island....

In my wandering, I left the beach. I made it to my sheep pens. My dogs happily wagged their tails as they saw me. Soon my slave boys saw me. They have been busy cleaning the pens and maintaining my small farm. I enjoy the simple farm life as well as hanging out in the many palaces with the princes I lay in bed with. It is an uneasy truce, as the three princely brothers fight to court and woo me. I have my fun flirting and toying with each of them. Any one of them would be a fine husband to have. But for now I'll be shared by the three. I don't mind. Such is the life I've carved out for me in this ancient past that is now my current existence. 

Insult to Injury

 A young magician finds himself a herself the next day after a duel. 

Hello folks. Not much posting lately, with work and holidays, but I'll try to do some more caps. I'm still downloading pics from places. And I had some ideas for some too. I had a nice one going inside my head, but I lost the pic! I have two computers and three androids where I save pics and I frustratingly couldn't find the damn thing. 

Thanks for sticking with me. And if you're new here, thanks for stopping by.  

Reluctant Cat-girl

 A teenager finds his school life quite hard as he's trying to accept his ability to turn into a cat girl

Velveteen Knight

 A young man finds himself in a new place during a crazy thunderstorm 

Goat + Witch

 A young teen gets revenge on his uncle. 

Today, I had a day off from work. So I made two captions today. Enjoy the posts. 

Wii Fit Trainer Hell

Yet another request done! The anon wanted a caption based on Wii Trainer. They supplied the picture and this is what my brain came up with. Lets hope they like it.

Elf Girlfriend

New content, yay! Its my day off from work and I whipped this one out this morning. I put it up on a /d/ caption thread too. I left a message seeing if someone else wants a caption made. So lets see if there's any requests.

Ranma's Lost Something

The itch never really goes away. I run out of ideas and others pop into my head. I was browsing the captions thread on d and I saw this picture. Some person wanted a ranma cunt boy caption, and this is what I came up with. Although its a few weeks late, and the old thread got archived. Since the person posted it some time ago. But lets hope the person is in for a surprize by seeing this. Maybe someone out there in internetland has a few requests for me? I need some motivation. Thanks for reading.

Succubus Crackers

Okay. Here's a new one for ya. Hope its not too heavy on the settings and exposition. Title says the gist of it. Enjoy.

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.

Ryoga's Win

Even with a glacial pace. I still get some content out! I saw on a 4chan d people requesting a ranma caption. So I made this one. Enjoy

Bessie

4chan anon request done! Took me a while to write this down. Had the idea brewing for a few days now and finally put ideas to computer. I hope the person likes it, and maybe you do too?

Pipsqueak Prince And The Succubus

Hi there everyone. Here's something new I just made. Spent the last hour or two making it. I needed to do some writing. Needed to vent and work out a few of my frustrations. I've had a bad week. and I need this little escape. So here's what I came up with. Thanks for reading.

Ranma's Desires

Another 4chan /aco/ request done. The person wanted some ranma 1/2 stuff. So they posted some pics up and this is the one I used. I hope you know who Ranma is. Its a classic manga with lots of funny stuff and gender bending. A subject that a lot of us like and love. Google it or find a few volumes of manga to read/buy. Hope you like it. The caption would make much more sense if you know a bit about it.

Dragonaire

Alright. I started a new caption thread on 4chans /aco/. Lets see how long it lasts. This picture/caption here is what started it. I'll be taking a few requests. So lets see what I can pull off there. Enjoy. And hopefully I'll post some of my creations here and over there too.

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.