Guest cap: Cheer Camp

Here's one for you cheerleader enthusiasts. I got it from Riatsala over at Rachel's Haven.

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Image from Brazzers, I believe.

The Difference

It was the hair that made the difference. Richard knew that now. If only his wife hadn't changed into a woman with long, beautiful copper hair, he would have been able to resist. 

He could have locked himself into the cellar, and waited for the spell to lose its power. 

After all, she had used the spell before on her boss, and the only reason he was now working as her bimbo secretary, was that Brad hadn't been able to resist his urges. 

Richard knew that too well, as he had been the one that took advantage of the newborn woman's fragile state, and made that change pemanent.

But his wife knew his weakness for long hair, and had given him the body of his secret dreams to punish him for his infedeliety. 

He tried to calm his breath, to supress his longing, to resist the urges by closing his eyes and biting his lip, but the hair was caressing his bare shoulder and he found himself touching it, and inhaling its sweet scent. 

Before he knew it, he was in front of the mirror, admiring his feminine looks and perfect body. He found himself cupping his perk breasts, pinching his stiff nipples, and -- finally -- exploring his increasingly damp sex.

He could hear his wife laughing upstairs. She was talking to Evan, their next door neighbour. Of course she was. He was a stud, and she knew that Richard would start fantasizing about what he had in his pants. 

Images of himself on all four being punded with thick cock from behind flashed before his eyes, and he fell to his knees moaning.

At that moment he knew he had lost, that he would be bound to this shape forever, as his wife's slave and slut. 

Still, there were worse fates than this one, he said to himself as he crawled up the stairs to look for Evan. Yeah, there were worse.

His wife looked at him with those seemingly innocent eyes of hers. 

"Well, hello there Angie. I am so glad you had the time to join us. This is Evan, my good friend and neighbour. Evan, this is Angie, an old friend of mine. She is moving in with me now that Richard has decided to abandon me."

"Listen, Belle," Evan said with deep sympathy in his voice. "We all feel with you. Richard was a 

bastard. He didn't know what good he had, and he's the one losing out in this."

My wife faked another one of her brilliant smiles. 

"I hope you are right, Evan, but I am not sure." 

She smiled at me and laughed: "I am sure he will enjoy his new life more than he expects!"

This one is for Angie.

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The pictures of lovely Madelyn is from Reality Kings, probably my favorite treasure trove for capping material.

Guest Cap: Training Session

Here's a quick one from Jay Seaver.

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Minicap: The Wild Side 8

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Image from 1By-Day etc.

Guest Cap: Courtesan Gift

Here's a galactic cap from Tomlin89.

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Waiting for my lover 2

Here's another variant of the cap I presented yesterday.

I am so excited, you know!

My lover will be here any minute now. She loves me. I know that for a fact. She would not have gone to all this trouble in order to be with me, if she didn't.

I remember the first time I met her.

I was teaching anthropology over at the university at the time, and there she was: animated, enthusiastic about the topic and absolutely stunningly beautiful.

She went on and on and on about the magic practices among the Tiresians on Flores.

She was fascinated by the fact that their shamans seemed to change their gender in order to understand all of the spirit world.

I fell in love at that very moment, but I was her teacher and she was my student, so there was nothing I could do.

Besides, the rumors had it she was a lesbian. My luck exactly!

That didn't stop her though.

"Erik," she said to me. "You are the gentlest soul I have ever met, and I love you dearly. But you are not yourself; you are not the one you were supposed to be. You have the spirit of a gentle woman, not the aggressiveness of a man. I need you to be what you were meant to be."

Then she gave me that Tiresian potion.

I am Courtney, now, and I am at peace with myself. And I am waiting for my lover.

Images of Alisia by Sextronix.

This one is for Courtney.

Waiting for my lover 1

When Amina gave me that magic potion from Flores, I thought it was a joke.

Of course i did! I am an anthropologist. For me magic is a language of symbols pointing to the deepest layers of our psyche, not "real" in any other sense of the world.

But everything changed that day.

It was painful, as if my whole body was taken a part and reassembled, and in a way that is what happened.

When I came out of my feverish dreams I found I had the body of a teenage girl. I could have been one of my students!

The kiss Amina gave me brought me back to my senses. She was so glad that she danced all the way through my flat, kicking over tables and breaking a few irreplaceable artifacts from Peru.

But who cares! I felt that I was myself at that moment. I was at peace for the first time in my life.

I am going to meet my lover this evening, and I am going to make myself pretty for her.

I don't care how much time it takes. I am still a little bit clumsy when it comes to make-up, but I am going to do everything I can to be the beautiful woman she deserves.

This one is for Courtney!

Images from Sextronix.

Guest Cap: Legally Bound

Bren and I decided on making two cap series on the same topic as an experiment. Here is Bren's take on the witness protection program!

I'll publish my own in a few days.

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