Keira's TG Captions

 This one was actually a request Art by:  BimboAnnon on Deviantart The park seemed empty, with no signs of other visitors. But as Justin walked through the cobblestone pathways, he noticed peculiar twists on familiar characters from beloved fairy tales. There were charming versions of Cinderella, Snow White, and even Belle, each with a unique twist. The characters seemed friendlier, but something was off. As Justin wandered deeper into the park, he stumbled upon a lady dressed in an elegant gown, standing near the "Fantasy Fountain." She introduced herself as Madame Celeste, the guardian of Enchanted Land. Curious about the characters, Justin asked, "Who is your favorite female character here?" Madame Celeste smiled, seemingly pleased with his choice, "Ah, Anna, a delightful choice indeed." Before Justin could respond, he felt a sharp pain in his arm. Madame Celeste had pricked him with a mysterious needle. Bewildered and feeling a sudden dizziness, Justin...

People really should read the fine print. Even on spells. Model:  Brooke Lee Adams There was a spell I had found that could be used to change your form. I was scrawny and weedy. Not much to look at. I wanted to change that, so I readied the spell with the thought in my mind of what I wanted to look like. Six pack hunk. I got the entire spell ready and set up all the ritual parts. Rings of ribbon around the ground and on my arms, check. Needed a few different ingredients and plants that were a bit odd, and I mixed it all together with the final ingredient, a glass of milk.  I read off the spell as I fastened the ribbons, and gulped down the glass of milk. I felt it run down my throat as the ribbons started to glow, and move along my body, changing things. But the changes weren’t what I wanted. I quickly realized that this wasn’t the kind of spell I had been looking for, as my quickly reshaping limbs and body took a much more feminine form.  I tried to fight it...

Yeah, not really sure how "explicit" this one is. pretty tame. Model:  Faith Nelson Jeremy was a guy with particular tastes. He honestly didn’t care about the size of a girl’s ass, or hair color, and so on. He was happy as long as she had a pretty face and big, outright massive, breasts. His sister didn’t like how one dimensional his love was, and figured she could teach him a lesson for how he treated girls around the high school. She was a chemistry major in college, and knew the perfect mixture of hormones, stimulants and amino acids to get exactly what she wanted. That following weekend, she put her special mixture into his morning cup of coffee. When he woke up and came out of his room, he was in his normal lazy clothes; a blue tank top and shorts. He sat down and drank his coffee quietly, as his sister sat across the table, waiting. Before long, Jeremy could feel off, and when he looked down, he could see what was happening to his body. His limbs were slimm...

Remember, you can always send ideas, requests, or pictures to me with my email, or the contact form in the side bar. keiras.tg.captions@gmail.com This one is literally a doll from Dollzzz, I think. sourcing it showed just several doll sites. I was a jerk to my sister, I’ll admit. When we were younger, I would always take her dolls and mess with them. Take off their arms or legs and mix them around. I always thought she would move on. We were young, and I was just a kid. When my sister got older, she had become a master tailor. It was an average evening when she came over to my house to talk. Over a meal, she explained how she needed a new model doll, and joked with me about how I would always mess her dolls up. Saying I better not screw this one up, too. Made me laugh. But then her expression turned dark, and she barked something at me that I couldn’t understand, and suddenly I couldn’t move as my entire body began to change. Everything became soft, but plastic like. A...

Don't know about you, but i kinda enjoy the exercise based ones. Don't forget to vote on next season. send ideas, requests, and captions you want me to feature to wiliamskeira@gmail.com (with only one "L" in Williams, cause i screwed up) Model:  Jordan Carver