Holly Dazed

 

This is a GIF I wanted to cap for Christmas, obviously, but I just wasn't in the spirit. So please accept some tardy Christmas cheer. 

So, what's going on? Where have all the caps been? Besides the initial burnout, I've just been dealing with some personal stuff that hasn't facilitated coming up with or making them. I know that's a frequent and lame excuse, but it's the one that's true. On the brighter side, I stopped drinking a month or so ago.  It's helped my mood, energy, and wallet considerably, but it hasn't done much for my attention span. Writing this one, I felt really rusty. But I'm proud of it, even if it is a little long. I'm hoping that the burst of passion that kicked in for this hangs around so I can wrap up Fake ID and some backed up requests then when I'm back in full swing I think a new sequel poll would be fun. I feel bad about all of the stuff I promised and haven't delivered, but I haven't been my best self and I'm still trying to get there. 

I also got a gift card for the app store and had access to an AI software and found one that actually captures the likeness of actors' and can make actual good-looking images, so while I was kicking that stuff, I started to fixate on making images for a DC universe crossover-sized TG story that can look and read like a movie. I've spent the month fixating on that, writing the outline, and getting all of the coresponding images while the membership was still good, and it honestly kept me occupied when I needed a distraction the most.

There are previews of some characters on my DeviantArt page if anyone is curious. It's a story I've had in my head for a long time, but never had the appropriate images to do it justice. Some of the SHEZAM spin-off ideas I teased are going to be rolled into that. I've said a few times that writing comics was always my dream and TG stuff is my passion, so I get to mix them with this. I know that SHEZAM wasn't everyone's cup of tea, so I hope everyone can bare with me. I'm not sure if it will be posted here, because I don't know if the story will necessarily be in the form of Captions or a novel of indeterminate length with attached images. If I use all of the images I have, it could easily be 100+ captions. If anyone has a preference or thinks of somewhere it would be more suitable to post, I'm all ears. 

How have you all been? I've missed you and hope I'm back for good.

The caption (and my little update) ran a little long, so text for it is below! 

Will had a bit of a condition, being small for his age growing up he was already used to being picked on or bullied, but when he began to develop breasts and the figure and voice to match, he went to great lengths to hide that. His family wasn't very well-off, so they couldn't afford to have the budding breasts removed or find some way to intervene in the quickly diminishing size of the things he insisted made him male. Will had to come up with practical ways to hide the femininity nature was forcing upon him, only wearing baggy clothes, making his voice deeper on purpose, staying inside any time he wasn't at school. While his social life greatly suffered, it brought up his grades enough to get him a scholarship to a great school a few states over where he went to study in the field of engineering. The day they received word of the scholarship, his Mother, knowing that his transformation was responsible for his improved skills in studying, proclaimed while motioning toward the chest he was trying to hide under his hoodie "those bosoms are the best thing that could have happened to you!" While his Father showed a clear expression of joy and pride, but shrunk away at his wife's comment, something he often did when he remembered the changes Will went through. 

Needless to say, when Christmas time came around, Will wasn't especially upset that neither he or his family could afford transportation to get it back home. Even moreso, he knew that Marcia Mills wasn't going home either, her Dad was a famous businessman whose solution to everything was either "throwing money at it" or "not throwing money at it," and he and Marcia were often at odds, so she didn't want to leave campus. Will liked Marcia. He liked Marcia a lot. She was the only person outside of a few gaming pals he knew he'd never meet that he revealed his condition to, Marcia, unlike the gaming pals, didn't make fun of him for it or demand photos (Will was never quite sure if the demands were a joke, he hoped they were but didn't want to know definitively). Marcia always pushed him to accept and embrace the things he couldn't control, whether he wanted to or not. Often they would spend evenings on campus, sneaking to one of their dorms where she would pressure Will into letting her do a little make-up or dare him to run to the convenience store with some of her lingerie under his sweatpants and hoodie. After she lamented that it cut into the time they'd get to spend together if she had to convince him to shave what little body hair he could muster. After that, Will mysteriously was smooth every time he visited from there on out, neither of them acknowledged it out loud. 

Will had been looking forward to these two weeks off of school, minimal staff, only Marcia and him. A few other students would be sticking around, mostly ones on sports scholarships that lived far away, they would be partying in the boy building. They tried to prevent the guys and the girls from mixing during the light staffing, but they let it slide in this instance because "oh, it's just William." That hurt a little, but he'd take it. Marcia had just ended things with her boyfriend, someone she was never into, but her Dad pushed them together because the guy's Father was a client he wanted to keep happy. So Will went out on a limb and told Marcia how he felt, he didn't want to waste any time. If he could spend these two weeks making up for all of the lost time he felt he missed out on locked in his room trying to hide his boobs from the world, he didn't want any delays. She said "that's a lot to think about," and left it at that. She was always a shitty texter but Will didn't want to seem like some creep insisting on an answer or demanding affection, so he just took it on the chin and ran over to the girls' dorm the first chance he got. He wore his jacket as he ran past the bros dumping spiked eggnog into funnels with other bros on the other end, walking past guys that developed like guys always made him conscious of the mounds bouncing on chest and more and more as time went on, he grew conscious of the jiggle in his ass. He tried to exercise but there's only so much you can do in a college dorm when you don't want your dormmate to notice what you're hiding under all of those clothes. Not to mention the care packages his Mom sent, he still got homesick from time to time and the home-baked sweets were a nice reminder. But Will was starting to understand what women meant when they said "this is going straight to my ass."

Going into Marcia's dorm always felt like passing through a portal into a different world, while most people at the school would throw up a poster of a half-naked woman or a flag of a foreign country, Marcia furnished her dorm like she planned to spend her whole life there. Probably a perk of having more money than you know what to do with, but it had big curtains that he'd only seen in hotel rooms, a bunch of pillows that you're not supposed to sleep on, unscented candles. Like, they don't smell like anything, they're just things you burn when you want to burn a candle? Will often focused on pointless things when he started to get overwhelmed, but Marcia coming out to greet him with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Will couldn't remember the last time he got hard, he still got aroused, but it expressed itself in a slight tingle followed by an embarrassing little dribble that Will sometimes consciously felt rolling down his leg whenever it happened. Will wanted to ask Marcia if she'd thought over his profession of love, but all he could think about when he saw her face was kissing her on the lips. He resisted though, just smiling and nodding as she told him "we're going to have SO much fun this weekend," and it took a moment to shake out of the dreamy daze that she often inflicted upon him to realize that the name she put after that wasn't his name, no, she called him "Holly."

Will had taken off his jacket, comfortable to be around her as she sat down and turned on a Christmas movie, the sound muted. Confused about the name, Will started to walk toward the couch when Marcia tossed a Santa hat at him, he caught it, confused. "It's just us girls this weekend. I have an outfit for you in my room." Great. These 2 weeks were just going to be a humiliation marathon where Will would keep being pushed into more and more emasculating stuff for Marcia's amusement with nowhere to go. He couldn't go back to the boy building, the guys would, as they so often do, eventually get bored and decide to pick Will's lock to push him around and make him "have fun," it took a lot of effort to get pushed around by those jerks and still make sure none of them lay a hand on his chest, hips, or legs. Will resigned himself to his fate and went to Marcia's room, cringing at the mental image of what he'd look like in the skimpy little Santa number, the white stockings, or the red and white lingerie set he was meant to wear under it. The specifically laid out make-up at her vanity was also clearly meant for Will, unfortunately he didn't notice it until the lingerie was on and he didn't want to get anything on the outfit, so he sat at her vanity, fidgeting at the feeling of the cold chair on his hairless, exposed bum with the thong nestled neatly between his growing cheeks, The whole picture was starting to come together, he really did look like a girl. Will noticed a small dribble soaking his panties. He may have turned redder than his blush. He finished putting on the outfit and took a deep breath before opening the door and walking out to the main room to greet Marcia.

Marcia was wearing a matching outfit, lounging on the couch like some kind of super model. The scentless candles burning, making Will realize why someone would burn a candle for a reason other than scent. He started to get weak in the knees, and couldn't fight off the dorky smile and wave that he usually greeted her with as she gestured for him to come closer. He shuffled over to her as she pulled him over her, their lips meeting. He wasn't sure if the sweet taste was coming from his lips or her lips. Will, Holly rather, exhaled, months of tension, desire, and yearning at last coming out of him with that sigh, for the first time in a long time he felt at ease. He relaxed over her as she used her leg to start to rub between his legs, Will tried to back away, afraid of her both discovering the size and both discovering the moisture that felt like it had been dribbling out of the tap consistently since he saw her in that outfit. But Marcia clasped her hands on Holly's ass and pulled her back to where she was, grinding into her. "Are you getting wet, you naughty girl?" Holly could only stammer as Marcia released a breathy chuckle between Holly's lips. She said "I think you look better like this, this is the you I've seen since we met." Marcia whispered while Holly started to tremble, overwhelmed. "You don't have to dress like this every day, or even anything too revealing. But if you just accept this amazing body you have, stop hiding it. I have pull here, I didn't want a dormmate, but if you tell them you're a girl, I could change my mind." Holly tried to pull away, Marcia smiled at her "it's ok. We have two weeks to think about it... Until then..."

Marcia reached under Holly's dress, unphased by the moisture, and for a split second, Holly forgot how afraid she was of Marcia finding out just how little she was packing down there, but the way she played with it made her forget all over again. "Can it still...?" Holly shook her head. Marcia smirked "Good. I was worried you didn't like me" Holly couldn't express how much she liked Marcia with words, so she started to kiss her again. Marcia continued to rub, then eased Holly back "I have a few ideas, a few toys that can get us around that. Like I said. We've got two weeks to figure it out." As she shifted her weight to put Holly under her, putting her leg between Holly's, continuing her sensual grinding as she pulled the straps from Holly's shoulder, revealing the two beautiful breasts she'd been so ashamed of, all Holly could do was look up at Marcia and bite her lip as her nipples were flicked, pinched, licked, sucked, and nibbled while she uncontrollably writhed, not an anxious thought left in her head except for her view of the clock. It was barely noon, she still had 13 and a half days of this to look forward to, and she had no idea what the world would look like at the end of those 13 and a half days. 

Becoming The Fake ID, pt. 6 & 7

 

Won't have the Thanksgiving section ready for the day itself. Things have been tough, but I wanted to share these ones. 😀 I hope everyone's been OK. Jules will be back really soon!

Secret Boyfriend, pt. 4

Happy Halloween, everyone! This caption is a promise, I'm working on follow-ups to wrap up Secret Boyfriend, Tricks No Treats, and Fake ID. I have the GIFs chosen and the story outlined, just have to format and type it out. I wanted to have a megapost for each, one for the last 3 days of October. But my living situation provides less privacy than I feel necessary to make these now and I was volunteered to help plan and set up a Halloween party. So Halloween will have to be extended a bit, but those 3 series will be my next captions. Then I'll be doing Hell Week before singles start back up. Thanks for understanding, if you understand. Sorry if not. 

 Over the Summer, I went home, switching back to boy mode even more than I tried to in public during school. I tried to pretend that all of that was behind me, but even just thinking the phrase "behind me," remembering just how many positions Jordan and I hadn't gotten to try since I finally gained the ability to accept all of him. Then the thought would put me right back in Kara's girly red boots, making me slip up and fall right back into the personality that felt so natural as opposed to what I was trying to be now. I lie in bed at night, trying so hard to release the urges, but I can't even get hard anymore. That's not how I'm supposed to cum, I'm too worried about being caught to take out some of the toys that serve as a better substitute to James than my fingers, even if they aren't close to as good as the real thing. How would I explain that to my Aunt? She already commented on how luxurious my hair looked as I denied coloring it, claiming I just spent more time in the sun this year. 

A bit later in the Summer, Grace had arranged for me to come visit her, I needed a good ladies night to get out of my head a bit. In the bathroom of the place she shared with her new boyfriend, I applied my make-up as she played with my hair. I chose some tight slacks and a simple striped shirt. It felt like my posture was off without something to tight to show off my ass or the fake boobs filling my top. The chunk heeled boots made my butt look even better. Before the two of us headed out to the bar, I caught her boyfriend checking me out. I pulled Grace aside. 

"Hey, does he um know that..." I wondered.

"Know what?" Grace asked, genuine confusion marked her face.

"That I'm a... I'm a boy? I don't want him to freak out."

"You're not a boy, Kara. What are you talking about?" You could have mistaken me for a fire hydrant given how hard I blushed at that as she led me out of the door, her boyfriend was going to drop us off and pick us up from the bar. It was a fun evening, dancing, getting free drinks. I had been grinding against Grace, it didn't even occur me to let her grind on me, I'd come along why since last Halloween. Even with other girls I was the submissive one. When her hands gripped my hips, I realized they weren't her hands. She had swapped places with some guy who was all too eager to see my face, he pulled me close as we still danced against each other, Grace on the other end of the dance floor nodding in approval. He was handsome, I guess. Tall. Not as tall as Jordan. Built. Not as built as Jordan. But I guess in my time as a boy, I did take issue with women only wanting someone perfect and nobody can be as perfect as Jordan. So it's only fair if I give him a chance.

At the bar we talked, he was funny. But I had trouble keeping up with whatever he was talking about, I had so much on my mind. Grace was signaling to me that it was time to go, he told me that he could take me home in the morning if I wanted to stay with him. It seemed like a good idea, he was nice, he seemed open-minded. I needed to get laid. But I just.. .Couldn't. 

"Sorry. I have a boyfriend." He nodded. Understanding. As I went to Grace and we left. 

Costume Date

Niko worked in middle management at a company owned by Andre Vaughn, his then-to-be wife Tania's eventual Halloween date, but at this point she'd never met Andre. She and Niko were somewhat-happily in their 4th year of engagement. But Niko had started to notice that he had the respect of the secretaries he had lorded power over and the idea started to excite him, he loved Tania, but never had much luck with the ladies before her and thought that it would only be fair that he get to explore a little now that the options were open, he asked Tania to open their relationship. Tania cried, but she felt blindsided and powerless, eventually agreeing to it despite her disbelief in the idea of open relationships. Niko made a move on one of the secretaries the next day, she immediately reported him to Andre. 

Andre asked Niko why he was dumb enough to think that the secretaries were being anything was respectful to someone above them, and why he would want to risk his engagement. Niko explained that they had opened the relationship, Andre remembered Tania from the previous year's Christmas party, nodded, and then fired Niko. Tania tried to contact him to get Niko his job back, but it ended up becoming her agreeing to meet him for lunch. While Niko sat home playing video games, Andre and Tania met, hit it off, and agreed to meet again, this time for a date. Niko was upset, making dating profiles for himself and receiving no matched, applying for jobs and receiving no interviews, he felt directionless. Of course, Andre had spread the word about Niko, so most companies were hesitant to bring on a harasser. 

Andre and Tania found they had much in common, and decided to become exclusive, Niko blew up and threatened to leave, but with no job and nowhere to go, he was relegated to the guest room. Andre came up with an idea with Tania, to pretend that he felt threatened by Tania's roommate being a man, that if he were going to keep staying in the house for free, he'd need to wear a chastity cage to keep him from acting on any impulses he had, as that had been an issue for him. Niko wanted out, and Andre offered him a job as a secretary, but they only hired female secretaries, so he'd have to play the part. He thought it just meant wearing a suit made for a woman before signing on, but didn't read the part about hormone therapy, name change, and strict skirts-stockings-and-heels dress code. Anytime Nikki would push back, Andre would claim to have terminated her, making her beg to keep her job.

The hormones seemed to make her more docile, she would come home, lock herself in her room, ignore the sounds of a visiting Andre drawing sounds from Tania that Niko never knew existed, wake up, make coffee and breakfast for the three of them, then ride silently into work with Andre while he talked about how great of a woman Tania was. Nikki would then begin her workday, being forced to do the busy work of the other secretaries, given that Nikki was at the bottom of the ladder and couldn't go elsewhere. In early October, Andre called Nikki into his office, stating that he thought she should branch out, find a man to be in a relationship with, though he wasn't pressuring her, but he would happy to help. Nikki, assuming that Tania and Andre always had the worst in mind for her, sunk to her knees. Andre laughed and said he was in a happy relationship and wouldn't dare stray from a great woman like Tania. But he would enjoy setting Nikki up with a friend of his who didn't mind the "little extra" she had. He then helped Nikki get back up from her knees and return to work. 

At home, Nikki stepped out of the shower, staring at herself in the mirror, the new curves, the breasts, the ever-shrinking cages now at the smallest they make them, the complete lack of body hair. Her wet hair hanging around her shoulders. Her face, softened and her lips kissable and pouty. Tania interrupted her daily contemplation by entering, asking how long it's been since she had a release, then teasing that she remembers when the cage was attached. She then said that she had spoken to Andre's friend that they had wanted to set her up with and they had a way for Nikki to get off once again and earn some relief, unfortunately that relief involved a vibrating butt plug controlled by said mystery man via a remote phone app. That night, after finally inserting the plug, it was activated while she slept in her lace lavender nightie. She tried to fight back the pleasure she felt, but ended up having a rapturous orgasm that led to her screaming the same sounds she'd heard Andre draw from Tania so many times. She felt very embarrassed making breakfast for the two in the morning as they teased her, asking if she had a good time. 

Andre decided that Nikki would get to meet her mystery man during a Halloween get-together. So she spent the month of October working her job and performing her chores at home while the mystery man randomly activated her. Nikki had grown to rely on this man and depend on him from pleasure with the plugs that increased in size at the start of every week. Nikki and Tania went out to pick costumes, Nikki wanted something a little more modest and less... Inviting of male attention than the maid outfit Tania thought would look cute. She was resistant, but Tania offered to be a maid as well to get Nikki to agree. Modeling the costume before they bought them, conflicted by seeing Tania flaunt the body that Nikki so craved, and knowing just how slutty she would look in her own matching outfit, she caved and agreed, just to see Tania in the costume again. 

The night of Halloween, Andre arrived with his friend for a quiet night in, a double date. Ken was just as tall and muscular as Andre, but he was dressed in a suit. He claimed to be John Wick, but his shaved head kind of betrayed that, he did have quite the beard though. Nikki seemed terrified at first, but as the drinks began to flow, she loosened up a bit. Joining Ken in conversations, not pouting or glaring at Tania and Andre when they publicly displayed their affection for one another. As Tania pulled Nikki into the kitchen to prepare more drinks for the four of them, Tania began dancing to the music, Nikki, more than a little tipsy at this point, began shaking her ass too. Ken slowly reached for his phone and activated the vibrate function. A slight flash of surprise on Nikki's face faded into bliss as she danced through the kitchen. He had shut it off before Nikki could climax, knowing the post-nut clarity would lead to hesitance for the rest of the night. Nikki watched Tania sit on Andre's lap, then gesture toward Ken. Nikki did the same holding both drinks. The evening afterward seemed like smooth sailing, Nikki not resisting anything. Even when Tania got on her knees and started sucking Andre's cock, Nikki didn't argue when Ken started to undo his pants as well. Both guys seemed very comfortable with having their massive cocks out in the vicinity of each other, Nikki thought that was a little gay as she circled her tongue around his bulbous cock head. 

After a whirlwind Nikki had trouble remembering, she woke up naked, wrapped in Ken's arms, sore in the ass and the jaw. She got up from bed, her head on fire. Trying to keep her mind off of it, she put on her silk robe and went to the kitchen. Coming back to peek at Ken's naked body, wondering if that gigantic cock of his actually fit in either of her openings, much less both. She guessed she should be proud that she managed it, but it was more disturbing to her currently. She made breakfast with a strange relief, as if all of the pent-up sexual frustration had left her. Tania joined her shortly after, Nikki couldn't help but ask what she'd done the night before. Tania simply answered "what you're going to be doing every day from now on, Nikki. I'm so glad that we can finally double date." As she kissed Nikki on the cheek and left her to prepare breakfast for the two couples. 

Beta Luck Next Time

Was sent this GIF, not familiar with the model but her name is in the tags! This caption kind of got away from me, I just kept adding more to it. I had fun making it. 

Halloween was too long, no more excuses or chances to blow off a reunion, Melvin agreed to finally meet up to go to a party together. Melvin had been blowing off invites from Steven to hang out since they'd finished college before the Summer started, something he never thought he'd say. Proximity to Steven wasn't something he did just because he enjoyed his company, it also meant safety. As an overweight nerd in a school full of wannabe-bullies, being best friends with the confident jock who could put anyone on the ground was necessary for survival. When they were sharing a dorm, money was tight so they did whatever they could to make ends meet and shared the fruits of those efforts. Steven and Melvin were approached on campus by someone recommending a drug trial that would pay very handsomely, they figured that nothing too terrible could happen, little did they know that they'd be the first victim of an epidemic that cratered the pharmaceutical company in charge of it. The Alpha/Beta injection was intended to be used as a weapon in war, when refined and converted into a gas, the beta variant would make a combatant feel submissive toward the subject exposed to the alpha variant. Steven and Melvin were told it was just a confidence booster, and that people taking the different variants shouldn't live in close proximity, a point the boys lied about in order to secure the payday. After a psychological exam, it was determined that Melvin would receive the Alpha variant and Steven would receive the Beta variant. 

At first, the two thought it was a placebo, but after a few weeks, Melvin noticed that he was feeling more energetic, beginning to exercise, even draw female attention. The newfound conventional attractiveness wasn't enough to overcome his lack of experience with girls, not yet at least. Steven, on the other hand, began making excuses to stay home, cleaning up and preparing meals for the two instead of his usual going out and hooking up, or finding a fight. His muscles quickly dissipated, leaving him walking around in loose shirts and having to exclusively wear sweatpants as he was too thin for any of his belts. Their personalities began to shift as well, Steven allowing Melvin to choose what they watched during couch time, and Melvin feeling less embarrassed to watch what he was passionate about, e-girls doing e-girl things. Steven laughed at the choice in programming, but Melvin wasn't bothered and told Steven he could go elsewhere if he didn't like it. Seeing Melvin's shift into dominance made something awaken in Steven that he wasn't initially comfortable with, but was hard to deny.

Steven began to feel the impulse to serve Melvin's needs, boost his confidence, help him be the best man he could. After Steven's former drinking buddies started to bully him for "looking like a sissy," then going even further when he got overwhelmed and it made him start to cry, Melvin found himself in the shoes Steven wore at every instance in their life before this, he was the one defending his friend. Steven followed Melvin home, cheeks flushed, unable to stop from looking over at him. How toned his body had become, how big his arms were now, the way he walked like he knew the world would move out of his way, he'd come far from the chubby nerd who would interrupt Steven's stories about bedding some hot chick to tell him what Yu-Gi-Oh card he pulled and how rare it was. Steven began to dream about hanging off of Melvin's arm in public, safe from judgmental eyes and voices. He dreamed of being held while watching TV, Melvin looking at him the way he looked like those goofy attention-hogging e-girls. Melvin's approval became the most important thing in the world to Steven, luckily they were far enough into their last school year that Steven could bomb a few tests and still graduate. 

During their routine visit to update the pharmaceutical company on the further results of the trial, the two were asked to strip for examination, but not in separate rooms. Together. The people in labcoats had old photos of the two, to say it was a basic reversal wasn't true. Melvin used to have a bit more to love, but he was still clearly a man. Much more of one now. Steven, however, if a it short, looked like everything a man would strive to be. Now, as Melvin noticed without the baggy t-shirts and sweatpants, wouldn't be assumed to be a man for any reason other than the bulge in his tighty-whities. Though that bulge did seem much more miniscule than the "Before" photo Steven was being compared to. Steven even had what appeared to be breasts budding on his chest, something she noticed everyone else noticing as she crossed her arms and tried to force a smile, before taking in Melvin's new form and slowly morphing into a genuine smile. Melvin noticed Steven eyeing his bulge, which he had noticed was taking up extra space in his new clothes, but he had looked at Steven's diminishing bulge so it was fair game he supposed.

On the way back home, Melvin driving Steven's car because he said the traffic made him too anxious, Steven repeatedly complimented Melvin's physique and offered to help spot him and work on regimes that could maximize his results. Steve had grown sheepish in the most recent weeks, but suddenly seemed to open up. The two decided to hit the campus gym, Steven not working out, only encouraging and instructing Melvin until he was sweaty and out of breath, Steven followed to the shower despite the only sweat he broke being the one that happened when he held onto Melvin to add weight while he did pull-ups. The showers were empty, the two started far apart, but both kept finding an excuse to inch closer: they remembered something they forgot to tell the other, they got soap in their eyes and wandered over to the next shower head, they just gravitated toward each other anyway. As the two repeatedly lost their train of thought, they more and more uncomfortable with just how comfortable they were being naked near each other. Melvin finally had to say it was time to get out, Steven went along with it, running to grab Melvin his towel, he felt himself growing hard watching Steven's plump ass and long, wet hair hopping away from him. He turned his head and thought about baseball until it went away, only to realize Steven was waiting, holding out the towel, enjoying the view. 

That night, the two were both haunted by dreams of the other, Steven submitting to Melvin and Melvin utterly dominating Steven. The two tossed and turned as if in perfect synch. Both got up for water at the same time, running into each other in their underwear. The two tried to make small talk, but Steven's mouth was practically watering and Melvin couldn't stop staring at the budding tits that jiggled as Steven tried to make an attempt to come up with something to say, the two quickly gave up and locked lips, Melvin's strong hand met Steven's dainty shoulder, pushing him to his knees. Steven fumbled with Melvin's underwear, freeing the beast within. For a moment, hesitation crossed Steven's eyes, doubt left his lips in the form of small gasps, slowly looking up at Melvin, fearing what disappointment or repulsion may meet. Steven's eyes only met Melvin staring, reassuring. "Do it, Steffi." He said was Steven began to kiss Melvin's cock, watching in amazement as it grew just for & because of him. Clarity struck both as after a session that felt like hours, Melvin blew his load in thick, powerful bursts down Steffi's throat. She convulsed as she shot thin, watery spurts in a powerful orgasm, the only orgasm she felt below the waste since the trials began. 

The next few days were awkward for the two, both knew what happened, both were ashamed to talk about it, to admit that they liked it. They tried to avoid each other, but when it came time to go to bed, they both constantly ended up in the same bed. Melvin was too big to take Steffi in the way he wanted, so she was constantly going down on him. It seemed as though with every load he released into her, the more dependent, submissive, doting, and feminine she became. The two stopped attending social functions, interacting with others when not necessary, and doing anything that wasn't something you'd see a pair of newlyweds who just got their own place together would do. Melvin realized this wasn't healthy and felt guilty that it was just the drugs they'd pumped them with that was making this happen, so he decided to put a stop to it and told Steffi he was moving back home after graduation. But things felt worse without Steffi around. Her encouragement, her cleaning up after him, preparing his meals. He maintained the lifestyle the drugs had afforded him, but it was much more difficult to be the alpha without the support of his beta. But he ignored the phone calls, the texts, the tearful e-mails. Steffi had even mailed letters to Melvin's parents' home to try and get his attention. 

He felt bad, and yearned to have her back, so when she mentioned a Halloween party, he figured a public meeting would keep things from going to far. But then he saw her, Steffi, clad in a bunny suit, not a trace of the man she once was, dancing around, acting like an anime girl, hoping for Melvin's approval. Melvin's worry was replaced with utter lust, Steffi had turned herself into the e-girls that Steven had made fun of Melvin for liking. Fully embracing her new look, body, and station in life with amazing success. After the initial shock wore off, the two caught up, Steffi said that the feminizing component was an unintended reaction and they settled, giving her enough money to be comfortable while figuring out her new identity. She's already revealed the new her to her family, who are conflicted to say the least, but she said the one thing helping her keep hope was meeting Melvin again once he had settled everything in his mind. He couldn't help but embrace her, lifting her off of the ground and intertwining their tongues as he began to ask where the party was, already sure that Steffi wasn't comfortable driving anymore. That's when she became bashful and looked at the floor, revealing that there wasn't a Halloween party, that she just thought the idea of seeing her in a skimpy costume would be enough to get Melvin to finally agree to see her. Melvin put a thumb to her chin, turning her face up, and assuring her that he'd enjoy that more than any stupid party. Steffi led Melvin to her bedroom, detailing that she'd been training herself for the day the fated couple would meet again, motioning at the series of progressively larger and wider plugs on her dresser as she accepted her place beneath Melvin in bed, and Melvin accepted his place, dominantly towering over her between her spread legs. 

Trick or Twins

 This GIF was requested the first time I did Halloween requests but I lost the e-mail that contained it. Luckily they requested again. Hope you enjoy it! 

Cryo-'Bout It

 Is the title too silly for how dark this story is? Yes. Will I change it? No. I'm proud of it. 

This is a story I'd like to expand on, but there aren't really any images for the story I had in mind. It started as a request about someone being feminized on a space ship by a man, but it kind of evolved into this, which I think keeps the spirit of the idea but makes it a little more fun.