tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78221698215450974482024-03-19T06:28:18.896-06:00Candy Barr's CapsTG Captions by CandyBarrStar!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-50004077814048883452017-10-25T22:47:00.002-06:002017-10-25T22:47:42.540-06:00A Walk in the Park<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"Alright. Act natural. Smile...Nobody notices anything. You're home free." Sam was running through a dialog in his head. Earlier he had used a camera he found in the park to swap traits between himself and others. Eventually, the people started noticing. Especially the mother who's femininity he swapped his masculinity for. He only had to walk a few more feet to reach the sidewalk and be gone from the area leaving all of his pursuers to wonder what actually happened to them. </div>
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"Thank you for tuning into our stream! Let's get started tonight with a few comments"<br />
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As the girl in the red in front blabbered on I was just very confused, "I was at home jerking off to this chick on the stream and now I'm here in the room with her? Why do I feel so weird? What is this?" I pulled off the bra I was wearing and realized what I had done.<br />
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Little did I know that this was because of a phenomenon that would be known as the Fantasy Orgasm Swapping Event.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-80516678610727052372017-06-07T09:52:00.000-06:002017-06-07T09:52:24.047-06:00Restore Balance<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"I have awakened once again and I can can sense an immense evil unbalance in the energies. It seems the order hasn't been here for years! I guess this one was just fortunate enough to step into the summoning circle."<br />
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The girl looked down and felt her body<br />
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"This body is suitable. I suppose."<br />
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She picked up the sacred blade and left the cave into the snowy wilderness on her quest to return the balance of good and evil to the land.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-9162189056091300222017-06-06T10:24:00.000-06:002017-06-06T10:24:08.181-06:00Such A Prude<div style="padding-bottom: 74%; position: relative;">
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"Finally! Some time to myself! Ugh! This bitch was such a prude. Let's see what I'm working with here. Oh, yeah! These'll do just fine." Devin said as he took off Maddie's clothes and felt himself up.<br />
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Devin was a star athlete in his school and thought he could be with any girl he wanted, Unfortunately he wanted Maddie. She was a lesbian.<br />
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Undeterred, he kept trying to be with her until she finally told him that she didn't want to talk to him ever again. Devon was obsessed though. He tracked down an old shop that claimed to make dreams come true.<br />
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Devon explained the situation to the shopkeeper and a sly smile came across her wrinkled face, "Ahh, young misplaced love. This situation would be easier if you were older and didn't have a family that knew you so well. But, I am nothing if not a problem solver!" She grabbed a flower from the shelf behind her and asked for payment.<br />
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Devon gladly paid the price had it explained to him that if he ate a petal from this flower while thinking about Maddie he would be able to be with her.<br />
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Devon left the shop and immediately ate the flower. He felt tingly and eventually blacked out.<br />
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When he came to, he was in the school library and very confused. He had swapped into Maddie during book club and had caused a bit of a scene storming out of the reading circle holding his chest.<br />
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Maddie's family was very close and Devon had to sit through dinner and a bit of family time before finally being able to lock himself in Maddie's room and check out the goods.<br />
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Devon never complained that he was misled by the shopkeep. He did stop by to thank her.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-67506054540285793612017-04-08T08:39:00.002-06:002017-04-08T08:39:42.601-06:00Taking a BreakHello readers,<br />
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I have some bad news. I'm in the process of moving and so I haven't found time to write a lot in the last week. Rest assured that I will be back. I'll just be gone while I get set up somewhere new. Thank you for all the support. I never thought that this journey into captioning would bring such enjoyment and enrichment to me.<br />
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Stay safe out there,<br />
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"Are these better?" Danny texted a picture to his girlfriend.<br />
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"Those are great! Super cute! Now put it all together and send me another pic!" Danny's girlfriend responded. It made him cringe to know that his body was sending all these girly emojis and texts.<br />
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Swap therapy was never really needed between them. They were doing it before getting married because it came with the incentive of lower the cost of acquiring a marriage license. Danny thought his girlfriend was taking it way too seriously. She was making him do everything she can conceive a girl would ever have to do.<br />
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Charlie didn't know what happened. He was getting hit on by this super hot chick at the bar on Easter and when they left, he was expecting to go to her house for some rabbit-style lovemaking. He doesn't remember much after getting into her van but he woke up in a costume and with a new ability: when he gets turned on, he transforms into the what he's thinking about. He hasn't got it completely under control yet but he's just enjoying the forms as they come now.<br />
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He didn't know that this was the work of an ancient and powerful witch Elizabeth Bunny. She lure drunk men into her van and get them tattooed with a special enchantment where they couldn't see it. Whenever she would activate the runes, the men would take one of the forms she programmed into them and then she would command an army of sexy bunnies to go spread joy around for the spring. After all Spring is time for biological growth and multiplication. The bunny costumes were a new tool in her repertoire, she found them to be particularly useful in the modern times.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-3915238711084594452017-04-06T01:00:00.000-06:002017-04-06T01:00:16.922-06:00Jinkies!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"Jinkies, Tom! If you think that, because you trapped as me as your fantasy girl, I'll have sex with you then you may have more in common with Daphne."<br />
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When Tom found a spell online to make his fantasy come true he gathered up all the ingredients and began the ritual. It failed and Tom soon learned that he needed a canvas to manifest the fantasy onto. He learned that living beings can add great energy to the ritual and cause it to complete in a better fashion. So, he planned to lure his friend Fred into the ritual circle. It was easy, all he had to do was promise free beer.<br />
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The ritual worked like a charm, Fred may have been a bit too thin because Velma wasn't as curvy when applied to him. Tom assumed the ritual failed because it didn't change Fred's mind enough, he was wrong. The girl in front of him was Velma through and through. He just didn't know Velma is a lesbian.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-43133276275953568212017-04-05T00:11:00.000-06:002017-04-05T00:11:03.938-06:00These are Fun!<div style="padding-bottom: 178%; position: relative;">
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"Wow! These things are great! I'll never get why she complained so much about them." Todd was excited to play with his new assets after he and his wife had gone to swap therapy.<br />
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Their relationship was on the rocks and his wife had the idea from a daytime talk show about the emerging field of swap therapy and decided to sign them up. Todd argued that all of her problems were in her head and that their was objectively great, he had an awesome job in a field he loves and she was bringing him down because of some depression that happened out of nowhere.<br />
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The therapist took some notes and set up the swapping machine. Todd was "sentenced" to a whole month in his wife's body. Their problems didn't get better so far, they've only changed. Todd's wife was always tired from working his job and complained about all the stuff that Todd would always come home complaining about.<br />
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Todd took initiative to help with his husband's stress by starting to do cam shows while he was work. At this rate, they'll be able to retire in no time.<br />
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Once the therapist heard about this, she decided that some people are just more productive no matter what body they were in and decided to keep them this way until Todd's wife learned a thing about work ethics.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-78135349001064422852017-04-04T23:32:00.000-06:002017-04-04T23:32:16.154-06:00Catfished?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"Catfishing is so easy these days. I can get all these gifts and cash from these losers just by posting a little bit of cleavage, Before the swap app that was solely the benefit of being a natural woman. Now, with this wonder of technology, I just have to walk around and find girls I'm jealous of and swap into them. I'm kind of worried about how this is affecting my mind though. I've been seeing hot chicks and feeling jealousy instead of pleasure and I'm starting to like these dick picks I keep getting."Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-54000863138798662152017-04-03T01:00:00.000-06:002017-04-03T01:00:04.023-06:00Girl Water<div style="padding-bottom: 125%; position: relative;">
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"That's right, guys! with just a few treatments of this delicious Girl Water you too can have a sweet ass like this. Don't forget to test out all of your new sensory inputs, some stuff may surprise you."Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-18775731968875846722017-04-02T01:00:00.000-06:002017-04-02T01:00:03.123-06:00Shift in Fame<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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There was a bright flash of light and a loud persistent noise. Jack had no idea what had happened to him. As his senses began to adjust, he noticed a large crowd in front of him. Little did he know that he had been swapped into Katy Perry's body as part of a worldwide body swapping phenomenon known as the great shift.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-66812406347515460542017-04-01T04:00:00.000-06:002017-04-01T04:00:14.129-06:00Pool Party<div style="padding-bottom: 125%; position: relative;">
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"Donald! You didn't even get the right size! Get back inside!" Shelly was quietly shouting at her own body after seeing it walking around the pool party in a bikini that was too small.<br />
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"Whatever! I'm enjoying the party and you should too." Donald rolled his eyes. He was acting more like a girl than Shelly ever did. It just felt natural to him.<br />
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Although neither Shelly nor Donald knew how they swapped, Donald wanted to make the most out of it and secretly hoped he would never have to swap back again.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-48724548086013954532017-03-31T02:00:00.000-06:002017-03-31T02:00:10.099-06:00Hiding The Evidence<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Clark took a deep breath of the hot desert air and reclined against her car. She was lost in deep reflection as she always was when she came out here.<br />
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It all started in 1957, Clark had a long streak of bad luck that had forced him to go on the lamb. Unfortunately, his bad luck struck again in the desert of New Mexico when his car broke down. It was pitch dark all around and surprisingly chilly. Clark decided to bunk down in his back seat and make a hike in the morning to the nearest town.<br />
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He drifted off to sleep easily as running from the law can cause a lot of fatigue. Soon he was jarred awake by a bright light. Before he could even think that he had been caught by the law, he was suddenly in a strange white room full of junk. He looked around and saw candy bar wrappers, pieces of cars and toasters and televisions and a doorway. He was startled as he was walking towards the doorway when it opened and a small purple creature with three eyes rushed in.<br />
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Communication was done through drawing pictures and, from the extraterrestrial charades, he was able to determine that these creatures were stranded on Earth and needed parts. Clark was terrified but offered to help because he feared what they would do if he refused more.<br />
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After some sifting through the piles of junk on the ship, Clark and a robot found what they needed. Clark had been an apprentice electrician and was able to rig the Earth tech into the ship. The creatures were overjoyed, at least that what Clark hoped those sounds meant. As a sign of gratitude, the creatures offered Clark a way to solve his fugitive problems.<br />
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They gave him a strange ray gun that when fired at somebody would save their genetic sequence and could then be fired at somebody else to rearrange that genetic sequence into the new format. They drew an explanation that it helps with staying alive for long distance space travel just to revert back to the adolescent version of yourself every time you get too old. It also helped with disguises for surface missions.<br />
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Clark was left in the nearest town from where he broke down and had no choice but to test this new ray gun. He spotted a police officer on patrol and used his own body as the template. Suddenly the police officer was an exact copy of Clark and he seemed oblivious to the changes.<br />
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Clark has been roaming the Earth in perpetually young bodies since that day. The only issue was that sometimes people would notice and he would have to take care of them in sometimes violent and gruesome ways. He would always come back out to this area in the desert next t his car to hide all the evidence.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-41675956600716456552017-03-30T01:00:00.000-06:002017-03-30T01:00:18.756-06:00Day at the Range<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Getting turned into a girl was not going to ruin Chris' day at the range. In fact it made the day even better. He was able to flirt his way into discounts and free snacks. As the day went on he started to think that maybe he wanted to play with some other balls.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-70522495674902242552017-03-29T01:18:00.000-06:002017-03-29T01:18:01.691-06:00Sister Sex<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"Stupid girlfriend putting stuff on the top shelf..." I muttered to myself as I found a chair and with significant effort drug it to the bookcase to stand on and reach the spell books my girlfriend had put on top.<br />
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She was always casting random spells. I think it turned her on sexually. But, a lot of the spells in this book are written to punish men in on way or another. This body swap spell was the worst. Sure I've been an animal before. But, how is that any worse than getting body swapped with my own sister? Not only that but she's done something to mind: I feel really dizzy.<br />
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"Hopefully she didn't make me too dumb to read again." I said as I reached for the book. I was interrupted by a ring of the doorbell and a summons from my girlfriend. I was compelled to listen to her when she called me.<br />
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I walked into the living room and saw her talking to my old body. She was pressed up against it and making it obvious that she was looking for sex from it.<br />
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"Oh, Mark! There you are! Hey, sorry to spring this on you so suddenly but I think I might be a lesbian." My body said to me as I walked around the corner.<br />
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"Steph?" I asked.<br />
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"Yeah! I asked Molly if she could help me with all the lesbian thoughts I'd been having and she said that she would sleep with me to work it out of my system. She qualified that statement by saying that she would never cheat on you. So, I guess this is how she got around that." My body said to me sporting a rock hard erection.<br />
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I guess she really does care about me. In a strange way. Oh, who am I kidding? I love it when she does this kind of stuff.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-51542350756299285892017-03-27T01:01:00.000-06:002017-03-27T01:01:01.057-06:00Garden Spirit<div style="padding-bottom: 57%; position: relative;">
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I could help but to tease my classmate who kept glaring back at me to make sure I wasn't doing anything inappropriate with her body. We had been in an argument outside the gymnasium about the uniforms for the school. She had indicated that it takes too long for her to get ready after gym class and that I should feel lucky that my uniform is just two pieces.<br />
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I told her that I actually appreciate the female student uniforms and gave her a wink.<br />
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"You wouldn't say if you were the one getting leered at all day by the horny old men that teach here and by pervs like you!" She shouted at me.<br />
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"I'm sorry! I was just joking." I responded trying to calm her down.<br />
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Apparently an ancient forest spirit who roams the garden behind the gym didn't believe my apology. He appeared to us and chided our argument for bringing negative energies into his garden. He told us that he would use his heavenly powers to restore balance to his sacred meditation grounds.<br />
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The next thing I knew I was in a skirt and cardigan. I didn't want to be late for class regardless of what just happened so I rushed as fast as my little legs would take me.<br />
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When I got to class, everybody still treated me like my old self just if I was always a girl. The same went for Rei. I'm starting to worry that the spirit changed more than our bodies. All this teasing my old my old body has me feeling strange. I think I might be attracted to myself.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-36602092908249448492017-03-26T00:33:00.000-06:002017-03-26T00:33:06.421-06:00Post Pranks<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"Voila! Çe Marche!" Pierre was excited whispering to himself, "Peut-être trop bien..."<br />
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Pierre was an eternal prankster and when he found a magic shop in Paris that claimed to sell real magical artifacts he knew exactly what to do: prank video!<br />
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He bought a scroll with a spell that could imbue an object with the power to drain dominant traits from whoever touched the object. Pierre was skeptical but after carefully reading the scroll and targeting the post in a crosswalk, the post glowed a brilliant blue color and faded back to normal. This excited Pierre and he waited all day for somebody to come by and touch it.<br />
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He didn't have to wait long as two American tourists were on their way down the street coming back from the Eiffel Tower. The two men were brothers and were playfully horsing around by shoving each other.<br />
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"Man, this place is kinda boring. Huh?" The one on the right said<br />
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"Yeah. But, mom wanted to come and she deserves this." Said the one on the left.<br />
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"What are you? Some kind of pussy?" Said the right brother in response to the right's answer. He shoved him hard and caused him to touch the enchanted post. Almost immediately, the post glowed a radiant red and the brother was no longer a brother. The brother on the right was taken aback by the bright red flash and lost his balance. He steadied himself on his former brother and saw another flash.<br />
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Turns out the enchantment works like a circuit and can move through other matter. The locals soon learned that this crosswalk is very interesting when it rains.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-2586426382276356532017-03-25T07:00:00.000-06:002017-03-25T07:00:03.925-06:00An A for Effort<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"Oh yeah! I did it! Who's the best? Me!" Robert didn't care who was watching him joyfully dancing around. It wasn't his body anyway.<br />
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Robert had been a struggling student in wizard school. He could do a lot of physical magic but failed deeply at more mental magic. He was set to fail his exams and have his powers stripped of him for not showing enough of a mastery.<br />
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He came up with a foolproof plan. He'd posses his mentalism instructor's body and change his grade so that he could graduate and nobody would be the wiser. The ironic part is that his excitement set off a lot of suspicion and he ended up getting suspended even though advanced possession would've been enough to pass his mentalism course.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-67827491231256597652017-03-24T06:00:00.000-06:002017-03-24T06:00:07.177-06:00Too High<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"Oh, no! I...I can't reach it!" Billy was messing around with his mother's spell books and after a particular spell he dropped the book and his new shoes weren't allowing him to reach down and grab it.<br />
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He'll have a lot of practice in those heels though as his mother just returned from her quick errand and would discover her new daughter in a few minutes.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-70163304530915467662017-03-23T05:00:00.000-06:002017-03-23T05:00:04.150-06:00No Inhibitions<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"I think I may have overdone it a bit with the butt." Jeff said to himself trying to put on the Cammy costume his girlfriend bought him.<br />
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Jeff's girlfriend was a complete nerd: she was into comics, video games, math, you name it. The good thing about this is that she invented a transformation pod that could reform the DNA of anything that was inside of it into anything. She realized the power of this machine and decided to just keep it for herself. She may have also tweaked herself a little bit to get of all her inhibitions.<br />
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One of those inhibitions was being completely heterosexual. Ever since she heard rumors about a new Street Fighter game in the making she'd been pressuring Jeff to use the transformation pod to turn into a real life representation of her favorite character. Jeff had finally got some time off of work and it coincided with a large comics convention that was in their town.<br />
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Jeff was not too excited about about being such a hot chick in a building full of horny guys with bad social skills. But, he loved his girlfriend and so here he is. What he doesn't know is that his girlfriend had gotten bored in the transformation pod room waiting for him to squeeze into his costume and now he's going to be escorted to the convention by M. Bison.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-80947077512586975092017-03-22T03:00:00.000-06:002017-03-22T03:00:00.178-06:00The Edge of Time and Space<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My name is, or was, Chuck. All signs show that that's now Victoria. I was a daredevil and lover of all things extreme. I vowed to build an apparatus that could propel me closer to the speed of light than any other method of conveyance manufactured before. I succeeded. However, there were some unexpected consequences.<br />
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As I blew past the land speed record time started to swirl around me. I felt like I was frozen in place in some kind of limbo between realities. I accelerated even further and the effect stopped with a loud bang that temporarily deafened me and an extreme dizziness that caused me to lose consciousness.<br />
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I awoke to a large crowd all cheering and taking pictures. I was assisted out of my straps by to large gentlemen and then helped to feet with what seemed like great ease from these men. As I stood, I realized something was very wrong. My clothes were all torn. Or so I had thought. Looking down I found out that I was wearing a bikini and that I was a woman now.<br />
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Before I could examine anything or speak, I was ushered to a stage set up in the middle of the desert. The crowd was chanting, "Victoria! Victoria!" So, I learned my new name. I don't know what happened, but this place will be interesting to discover.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-69504710827306695652017-03-21T04:00:00.000-06:002017-03-21T04:00:01.540-06:00Caught? Maybe Not<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Boobs are great! I think I'll shift into girls all the time to run errands. I get discounts at the store and free cake slices! I just hope mom doesn't figure out that I've been masquerading around town as her.<br />
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I'm a budding new shapeshifter and I can't really control my powers with the proficiency of some others I've met online. They say I'm pretty good for just being a teenager. A tip they gave was to practice turning into members of my family since my DNA wouldn't have to transform too drastically. It seems to work just fine but sometimes I end up as a teenaged version of the subject I'm hoping to shift into. Also, I can never control the bust of women I turn into. They always end up <b><i>gigantic</i></b>. That would be an issue if I'm trying to impersonate them but it's a clear benefit when I'm trying to score free stuff from the horny guy behind the counter at the coffee shop.<br />
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As Jonathan in his mom's was hopping down the street, lost in thought, his mother wound up behind him walking the family dog by the nearby coffee shop. She stared at the familiar looking girl but it never fully dawned on her who it looked like.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-74831500997302917742017-03-20T05:00:00.000-06:002017-03-20T05:00:05.335-06:00Innate Ability<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"O....K." I said catching my balance after everything suddenly shifted, "These are new." I stared the huge breasts now protruding from my chest, tucked snugly into the soft, tight, pink dress I now wore.<br />
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"Woof? WOOF! Woof..." I heard a dog from behind me.<br />
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I spun around as fast as I could in these heels and saw the dog struggling to stand and looking very confused.<br />
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"Matt?" I asked the dog.<br />
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"WOOF! Grrrr!" It responded.<br />
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"It's not my fault! Even if I did know what I was doing, it's called chaos magic for a reason!" I said to the dog.<br />
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My friend Matt found a book among his late grandfather's belongings. His grandfather was an old explorer, he traveled all over the world collecting a large collection of curios from all corners of the world. This particular book looked like it would make a cool Halloween decoration. It was written in an archaic language that seemed to be Some kind of Proto-English. I guessed that it was some kind of spell book.<br />
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I was very skeptical and decided to go for the ultimate test and try one of the pages that were marked with red ink and had liner notes from his grandfather saying something about unpredictable chaos magic. I read the first page aloud and now Matt and I are in our current situation.<br />
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The only good that came from this is that now I don't seem to have any trouble reading the book. The problem is that, now that I can read it, I'm realizing that I'm innately attuned to chaos magic and so any spell I cast will have random consequences.<br />
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I don't know how to break that news to Matt that there might be an even worse fate than dog if we try to turn him back. Or that I've decided that I don't want to change back.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7822169821545097448.post-85382234309875236852017-03-19T09:00:00.000-06:002017-03-19T09:00:21.224-06:00Old Habits <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"I've never felt so embarrassed in my life. I don't think I've ever been embarrassed before period. I'm a soldier dammit!" Kenji thought to himself worried that this pop star body was starting to effect his mind.<br />
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The political climate in Asia has changed too much for the higher-ups to trust that a revolution won't happen. So, they conscripted a squad of top soldiers to take part in a black op. The soldiers had their minds transplanted into the bodies of a rising pop group. Intel suggested that the arts community was responsible for spread the troublesome messages and this was a foolproof way to infiltrate it and perhaps change the course of public opinion in the process.<br />
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The commander of the squad served as the pop group's manager. Kenji didn't what came over him but he had the urge to salute the manager as he walked onto the stage to introduce the band for the show. Luckily, due to Kenji's new cute face, he was able to play it off and the op was not compromised.<br />
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This was just the first in a long list of strange mental effects the soldiers would experience throughout the tour.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05396532490939421762noreply@blogger.com0