Showing posts with label wedding. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wedding. Show all posts

Friday, December 14, 2018

"Look don't touch!"

Today was the day. The day that James was going to get a new daddy. He sat in a chair in the bride’s room. He was happily kicking his feet while his mother was being fussed over. James looked at his mother and then at the table beside him. Sitting on a pale pink pillow were the two rings he was suppose to carry down the aisle. 
The groom’s ring was a simple silver ring with set of Celtic carvings. While the bride’s ring was silver with a pink opal and small diamonds. It was slender and elegant. 
"Look but don't touch!", his mother had said.
James mischievously grinned as he swiped his mother’s ring. He slipped it into his pocket and quickly exited the room. 

He trotted to the men’s room as his little legs could carry him. Once inside the room, he looked in the stalls to make sure he was alone in the room. James nodded to himself after confirming. He once again trotted about until he stood in front of the sinks. It was hard, but he had managed to climb up to sit on the counter. He turned away from the mirror and sat with his legs hanging off the ledge. James stuck his hand in his pocket to retrieve the ring; his tongue worming its way between his lips. His blue eyes widened and his lips spread as he finally found the little treasure. 

James grinned as his slipped the ring onto his ring finger. It was rather large so he clenched 
his fingers close together to hold it in place. He held his hand up to get a better look at the ring. James 
blinked a few times as he watched his tiny hand grow. His fingers became fatter; making it almost impossible to remove the ring. His arms grew in length and width as he watched the ceiling become closer. His clothes became tighter as his whole body grew. His felt a burning between his legs as he felt his penis grow. He heard his tiny suit split down the spine as his size became too much for the child suit. He groaned; it was the only suit he had. 

James didn’t have time to worry about the suit because he felt his face rearrange itself. He crossed his eyes in time to watch his nose shrink. He could feel his lips begin to puff out. James watched as his tiny suit started to change. He watched the jacket melt from black to white. His pants began to lengthen as well as change color. The seams inside the now floor length pants started to sew themselves together before splitting. James continued to watch in horror as the once torn suit became a simple white dress. The long sleeves now thin straps resting on his shoulder. 
The high collar now inches below his clavicle. The skirt started to bunch itself together into a small bow next to his right knee. 

James was about to tear the ring from his finger, finally figuring out that the ring was the culprit, when he felt his cock harden. He moaned; having for the first time feeling needy. He bunched the skirt up to his hips before cautiously wrapping his hand around his thickened shaft. James moaned as he found another new feeling. 
His thinning hands worked as fast as they could on the shrinking member. Soon the saluting member had slid completely into her new body. Jamie’s new thin fingers pushed past her newly soaking lips and started to thrust. 

As Jamie finally reached her climax, her waist had become slender; allowing the dress to hug her newly forming curves. Her hips widened as a bustle made the skirt wider than it had been. There was something pressing against her chest, right beneath her nipples. Jamie turned towards the mirror as her breasts pressed against her dress top. 
They continued to press outwards until they were perky C-cups. 
The dress’s top cinched between her breasts as lace worked over the edge. Jamie’s shoes made her grow an inch or two as her socks crawled up her legs. 
Jamie looked down at her arms to watch a pair of gloves slide up her arms only to stop just above her elbows.

Jamie looked into the mirror as her scalp began to burn. Her once sandy blonde hair turned dark brown as it grew. It grew to the top of her breasts; causing the length to crawl up to her shoulders. Her lids became covered in a thin layer of pale pink while a faint blush clouded her cheeks. Her eyelashes became dark and longer as her plump lips coated themselves in a peach gloss. Jamie blinked again as ropes of necklaces wrapped around her pale neck. 

She blinked at the reflection in the mirror. 

“Mom?” she whispered, gingerly touching the mirror. 
When she found out that the reflection in the mirror was herself, Jamie quickly withdrew her hand. 
She didn’t have time to freak out because there was a loud knock on the door. She spun around and pressed her perky ass into the counter.
“Jamie? You in there? You can’t be having nerves already.” The voice whined. Jamie remained quiet; 
hoping they would go away. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. She mumbled quietly as the large brown door pushed open. A smiling face poked itself in and looked around as if Jamie wasn’t standing in plain sight. 
Her overly painted green eyes widened when she finally spotted the terrified girl.
“There you are. It’s almost time to walk down the aisle.” She grinned. 



She walked into the restroom and took Jamie by the gloved hand. The woman guided Jamie back to the room where she had left her mother not even two hours ago. She shoved the poor girl into the chair that her mother was previous was sitting in and was busying about looking for the veil. 

Jamie whipped her head back and forth; looking for her mother. When the woman came back, she righted Jamie’s head and placing the veil on her dark curls. Once the long, silk veil was draped and pinned to her head, Jamie felt a major migraine start just behind her eyes. The few memories of playing with trucks and in sandboxes changed to years of high school and a few years of college. The many faces of children in parks and on playgrounds turned into dates and slumber parties. Every single memory that had once occupied the young boy’s head was now gone and replaced with memories, hopes, and dreams of a grown woman. 

Jamie blinked a few more times before looking at herself in the mirror. She tilted her head slightly as she pouted. Her brown eyes searched the makeup covered table in front of her until she found a tube of lip gloss. 
She untwisted the wand out before applying a different shade of lip gloss to her lips. This color was more reddish-pink than peach. Jamie screwed the wand back into the tube before giving herself a nod. 
“Alright. Let’s go.” She grinned before standing up. Jamie grabbed a bouquet of Oriental Stargazer Lilies and Baby’s Breath flowers before leaving the room. 
She hurried over to the closed doors behind a herd of crazed bride’s maids and groom’s men. The flower girl was leaning against the wall; having already lost all interest in the job she was assigned. 

Jamie grinned as everyone rearranged themselves and the doors swung open. Today was the day, her new life began. In more ways than she ever knew.

Monday, October 30, 2017

Somewhere between pleasure and guilt #3 (Finale)



It was done,Stephen came, the change was permanent... Stephen didn't even feel bad anymore, he had never felt so good actually! The pleasure was just so overwhelming!
As he gave his last energy, James started screaming loader and loader until she also reached an amazing orgasm.
Little did Stephen know that the moment he came in his friend's new pussy and made the change permanent, James would regain part of his mind and memories. He would still be a cockhungry slut and bimbo, but only half the time.
James started shouting at him in awe. "What did you do to me! How could you do this! I'm going to kill..." He couldn't finish his sentence. He felt his personality being repressed by his second bimbo personality. "I wanna fuck you again babe, touch my boobies." He couldn't believe what he just said. He was looking at his former friend's cock with mixed feelings. One part of him wanted to fuck him again, the other part wanted to punch him in the balls. This was how it was going to be for the rest of their lives. James living with two personalities and Stephen living with him, never knowing if his wife was going to bite or suck his cock.



The end

I hope you enjoyed this mini-series and it's finale! Let me know in the comments!
TG-Fantasybender

Friday, October 27, 2017

Somewhere between pleasure and guilt #2

Stephen knew that if he'd end up cumming in James' pussy, the change would be permanent.
He didn't know if he wanted that, well he did want it... But the feeling of guilt was terrible! His friend would permanentely cease to exist!
He promised himself that after the blowjob he just had, nothing more would happen and after a few weeks he would turn James back.
But what Stephen didn't know was that magic could be very treacherous. Powerful spells (like this one) could start leading their own life. The spell made it so that Stephen suddenly got overwelmed with an even bigger urge to fuck his friend/"wife". At first his conscience could keep him at bay, but all of his common sense quickly vaporized in an uncontrollable urge to impregnate his new wife.
James (or what was left of him) didn't mind. Becoming a bigger bimbo with every trust of Stephen's big cock. "I'll pull out before I cum." Stephen thought to himself, justifying his current actions.



Tuesday, October 24, 2017

Somewhere between pleasure and guilt #1

This one is my first Open TG Captions-cap, I hope you enjoy!

~TG-Fantasybender



Stephen knew it was wrong, but it just felt so good.

His fiancee had backed out right before their wedding day. Stephen, who didn't want his reputation ruïned asked his best man James to be his surrogate bride. James accepted after the promise of 5.000 dollars, as the CEO of a major company Stephen could afford this easily. 
What James didn't know however was that Stephen was a big liar. He needed a bride, he needed a wife. He would be disinherited if he didn't.
So Stephen put 2 spells on his friend. A spell that would transform him into a woman and a bimbofication-spell. 
James would never think about anything else than cock and cum again. And after the fantastic blowjow just after the wedding, Stephen still didn't know if he felt guilty.






Thursday, October 12, 2017

The scroll #5

A direct continuation of yesterday's cap! If you enjoy, feel free to leave a comment!


Mary couldn't handle this anymore. She had been searching Catherine for the past hour. The girl was oversensitive, she thought. All she did was comment on her inappropriate wedding pictures. How could her daughter make such a fool of herself. "She just doesn't have the body to do it. She's tiny, almost flat on the chest and ass. Merely a child! She knew well enough that Tony only wanted to marry Catherine because of her father's money. She sighed and sat down on a bench in the park, it was no use searching anymore. "I just wish she was more like me."
She frowned as she saw something glowing in the grass a few meters away. She picked it up. It was a scroll. The glowing became more intense and she gave a little scream when she saw that the glowing light started to spread all over her body.

Her body and her clothes started changing rapidly. She became smaller, her breasts shrinked as well as her ass. Her hair turned blonde and curly and her skin became much younger and smoother. Her short red dress turned long and white and a tiara of white flowers formed in her hair.


When the transformation was done she quickly took out her make-up mirror and gazed at her new body. She looked exactly like Catherine! Wedding dress and all! She moaned as she felt a impossibly arousing heat come over her body. It was centered around her breasts. She couldn't stand it anymore and she quickle ripped apart the fabric of the dress to free her tiny breasts. She looked dissapointed, how could she relieve herself from this arousal with, this. The feeling and itching continued. And she looked in shock as she saw her body changing once again. Her breasts started growing!
She felt her lips becoming more plump and her breasts and ass filling up. She was barely recognizable. 


It was as if she transformed into a sexified version of her daughter! Mary couldn't believe this, she started to panic. "If I am now her, well... Her-ish. Then where is she? Where is my daughter? What happened to... Oh..." Her thinking was interrupted by a another intense wave of arousal. She couldn't stand this anymore, she couldn't think clearly. Her resistance to it was even weaker, for the sluttiness was in her nature. Forgetting all about dignity she ripped apart even more of the wedding dress and started exploring her new, young and very sexy body. Every ounce of brains dissapeared with every time she put her finger in her tight and dripping pussy. She would forget all about her past, about her daughter. She was now Cathy, a rich man's daughter, Tony's trophy wife and the horny, slutty bimbo Mary had always been on the inside. 




The scroll #4

Picking up an old series! Hope you enjoy, feel free to leave comments! :) 




It was Catherine's big day today, she was getting married. But instead of being happy, Catherine was crying as she ran through the park. Her mom had scolded her for her pictures with her wedding dress on, they were to slutty, she said. "If you behave like this, your husband is going to leave you before your marriage is 1 year old!" She had shouted. After those words, Catherine had left the house.
She was not really slutty, she was just trying to have some fun on a long day of shooting! In real life she was actually kind of a prude... 
Catherine gave a little scream when she stumbled over something. It was a strange looking scroll.
Maybe some kid lost it hear? She opened it, thinking the owners name might be written somewhere.
As she read the words: "Nocte nuptiarum matres." she blacked out.


She screamed in shock as she woke up in the body of her mother being fucked in the ass, on her wedding 25 years ago! She screamed even louder when she saw that the man who was fucking her, was her uncle Chris. "Keep it quiet Mary, we don't want your husband to hear our affair!", he said. Catherine wanted to feel shocked, but there was so much happening on the same time. Somehow she was now her mother 25 years earlier, having an affair with her uncle, being fucked in the... ass. She couldn't believe what a slut her mother was! She ... Catherine moanded as her uncle quickened his pace. She couldn't think straight anymore, it felt to good. As Catherine gave in, she didn't know the biggest shock would only come a few days later. When she would understand why her new lover was fucking her in the ass. She, or yeah... her mother was already pregnant, from Chris!! In 6 months time she was going to give birth to herself, or at least who she used to be. and she would have to try to convince her husband./dad that the child/herself was his...
"No wonder my mother became so sour." She thought.