Sunday, October 29, 2023

Black Wedding (Halloween)


 Ok, this one is really different from my usual work and it's pretty dark I think but it was a lot of fun to make and I hope it's fun to read. Ignore the Wednesday red carpet premiere background please. 


Eddie Cruz was something of a cautionary
tale in the neighborhood, an urban legend
that some weren't sure even existed at all.
The community was quite straight-edge
and religious, the town didn't even have a
liquor store. So a horror story about a kid
who listened to sinful music, skipped
church, snuck out, did drugs, and
supposedly dabbled in the dark arts was
something parents clung to and the
neighborhood kids embellished. Some
say Eddie blew up in a meth lab, some say
that he was one town over strung out on
drugs, some say he joined a cult and ate
ravens under the overpass. But one
scenario nobody considered: He
summoned a demon to Earth and was
forced to become its bride.

While that turn of events seemed
farfetched, seeing Eddie return to the
town on the morning of October 31st with
long hair, a soft, beautiful, made-up face
with plump kissable lips that drew the
eyes of all the repressed young men who
passed the gorgeous young woman
before knowing the story, the truth would
soon come to light. The Black veil and
wedding dress would soon signal the
coming of the demon Eddie, rather
Valentina as the demon so affectionately
renamed her, was now shackled to forever
more.

She started her day walking the street, her
black heels echoing unnaturally loudly,
turning heads and handing out invitations
on black matte paper with blood red print.
There would be a wedding between she
and her new master in the town square at
nightfall. This prompted a response from
the local police, as well as Valentina's
parents, who all met up at the police
station, their extreme' religious beliefs
prompting them to take this unbelievable
story deadly serious.

When questioned as to why they would
believe this demon's servant was really
Eddie, she spoke in her high-pitched,
nearly unrecognizable voice to describe
intimate details that both of her parents
recognized as memories they'd made
with Eddie. When asked how they were
supposed to believe how this beautiful
young woman was Eddie, who always
looked a bit rough for wear, she asked
that her parents leave the room, after they
did, she stood and lowered her black lace
panties and raised the dress, revealing a
severely shrunken pair of testicles sitting
snugly below a locked black chastity cage
that let off an orange glow as if
enchanted by hellfire. She pulled her
panties back up and returned to her Seay
as her parents re-entered and the cops
assured them this was their boy. Was

Detailing what happened, Eddie had felt
shunned by the town and fell in with
individuals who practiced the black arts,
unaware that their plan was to offer him
as a sacrifice to a demon in order to gain
powers from them the previous
Halloween. However, when he was
summoned, he laid claim to his sacrifice,
causing the enchanted to lock away any
ties to his previous manhood. Eddie then
watched as those who betrayed him were..
denied a wish and were dragged kicking
and screaming to Hell.

Eddie was christened Valentina and the
enchanted chastity cage projected its
influence upon her, slowly morphing her
face and body to that of the demon's
desire. Making her more submissive,
loyal, and attracted to her captor, often
haunted by dreams of the eventual
consummation of their unhold union on
the night of the following Halloween.
Wearing anything but the lingerie,
dresses, and heels chosen by her master
brought immense pain, attempting to
escape or get help would make her body
cease to walk, take away her voice until
she gave up on each futile attempt,
except for this day, a wedding gift from
her soon-to-be demonic husband. She
was allowed to return home and speak
freely to her family until nightfall, when
would be claimed, táken, and
supernaturally impregnated while living
eternally in the demon's realm. But she
needs two things: Her Father to give her
away and the town to be in attendance.

They refused but Valentina insisted that
this was the only way to keep him from
leveling the town. If they followed the
instructions, the town would be spared.
So that night, the entire town gathered.
Frightened and disgusted at the sight
before them. The petite and beautiful
woman in the revealing dress that was
once the hoody-clad teenager that
inspired his neighbors to lock their car
doors when he skated by, being walked
down the aisle in towering heels by her
Father to an 8 foot tall demon standing
nude, his cock swinging past his knees.
Crimson skin and rippling muscles that
look as if they were' carved in granite.
Slicked hair, a large beard, and a
victorious grin upon his face as he looked
out to the crowd before him. They had to
watch as he stood proudly, his victim
standing barely a foot away, practically
eye level with his endowment. The local
pástor between the two, declaring their
marriage. As he leaned down and their
lips met, a Hellish portal opened behind
them.

Every young man in the crowd shouted in
pain and terror as they clutched at the
laps of their pants. They then fell silent as
they stood, marching single-file as if by
ce into the portal. Valentin looked out
over the crowd left behind, her eyes
turning an inky black. "Your harem, my
King.'

He chuckled, and put his strong arm
around his bride and used his strong,
clawed hand to pull her close as a sinister
smile grew across her face, she had
gotten back at the town that shunned her,
having taken all of the sons they
unfavorably compared him to. Her
husband replied, "Your servants, my
Queen."

Friday, October 27, 2023

His & Her-Mione (Halloween)


 I think this is my first Lindsay Lohan caption, when I was a kid I wanted to be her so much! So now I kinda wanna do more. 


Being asked by my Mom to babysit for
Mrs. Booker, a younger Mom who led her
pilates class at the gym, was
embarrassing. I mean, who wants a
21-year-old guy to babysit for them? But
Mom said it was in exchange for free
personal lessons and if I wanted to have a
roof over my head while I continued to be
unemployed, I'd pull my weight here and
there. So I agreed, little did I know just
what an effect that would have on the
trajectory of my life.

Mrs. Booker looked like an OnlyFans
model. Always looking her best, she was
even flirty and floaty with pale dorks like
me. She was an inch or two taller than
me. Then I met her husband, a towering,
chiseled, dark mountain of a man. I felt
like a child standing next to him, it was
intimidating. Especially when his wife so
openly flirting with me in front of him.

Their kid was a sweetheart, he was
agreeable and well-behaved, even made
me consider being a Dad some day.
Moreso when I imagined Mrs. Booker as
their Mother. One day she turned up
shortly after her Husband left, and put the
kid to bed before pouring me a drink and
one thing led to another... We ended up
having sex in her marital bed, I thought I
performed quickly and awkwardly, but she
said I was just perfect and gave me an
extra 100 bucks and sent me on my way.
She continued to text me afterward, which
was... Really cool. But again, scary,
knowing her husband could probably kick
down my front door with little effort. She
continued to suggest things like shaving
my body and giving me little workouts to
do, I didn't know anything about that stuff
but if the hottest woman on the planet.
thought I should do it, it was probably a
good idea.

We fooled around a few more times, but
her Husband came home early, wel
managed to get dressed, but it was a
close one. She asked if I trusted her
afterward, and I let her put a cage over my
dick, to keep us from doing anything
naughty again since she had so much
trouble resisting me. It was unbelievably
frustrating to spend the day thinking
about her, her giving me a long, sensual
hug goodbye and then having to just go
home and not do anything about it.

Then one day, she told me that her kid
was really into Harry Potter, and was
going to be Harry for Halloween and
wanted me to be Hermione. I thought it
was odd that a kid so young would be into
Harry Potter, but whatever. It took some
convincing, teasing, and promises of
certain acts, but I agreed to get dolled up
as Hermione for Halloween. Mrs. Booker
excitedly said I had to practice a few
things beforehand. So she stayed home a
few days to have me do laps around her
house in 6-inch heels with a giant, heavy
pair of realistic breast forms glued to my
chest. She continued to tease me, saying
what a cute little slut I made for, seeing
myself with big boobs, a locked up dick,
completely hairless under the eyebrows,
my new slim form from the workouts, and
a pair of high heels was pretty troubling...
The day of, she showed me my costume,
explaining that the only adult size was
slutty Hermione, with a tight sweater
showcasing very prominent cleavage, a
super short skirt, and some knee-highs.
The heels I'm still not sure about. She did
my make-up and applied the wig to my
head. We took some fun and sexy photos
together, interrupted by her husband
entering the room in his costume. He was
shirtless, oiled up, in tight leather pants.
Wearing a domino mask. Mrs. Booker
insisted I take a few photos with him, it
was pretty emasculating taking photos
while eyelevel with a bodybuilder's pecks,
only that tall because I was teetering in
this pair of heels.

We went downstairs and I saw what was
supposed to be the Harry Potter to my
Hermione... Dressed as one of the dogs
from Paw Patrol and being taken by Mrs.
Booker's younger Sister for the evening. I
tried to figure out what was going on as
Mr. Booker's arm wrapped around me and
caressed my shoulder. Holding me too
tight to slip away as Mrs. Booker
explained that the Hermione thing was a
lie, they wanted a costume I could
believably be Tricked into wearing. The
real occasion was a Halloween party with
some of their special friends.

These "special friends" have apparently
been following my "progress" un
becoming the sissy pet they wanted to
turn me into. I tried to ask what but Mr.
Booker used his free hand to turn my chin
up and into a kiss, then moved the other
hand from his shoulder to my ass, only
guarded by the thin skirt and the striped
panties under them. I squirmed. Mrs.
Booker had moved in and began rubbing
my cage through the panties before
kissing me herself, then moving my hand
to Mr. Booker's crotch, feeling his growing
bulge, I instinctively ran my hand along it
to feel the length of it then pulled it away.
They told me that I was to put on a little
show for their friends, and if I did well I'd
be invited to more gatherings, if I didn't
want to, I was free to go, but the key to my
cage stayed with them.

Sunday, October 22, 2023

Hooked




Hey, everyone. Things have been pretty tough lately, sorry that I've been gone. My confidence and creativity has been shot, but I've been sitting on this caption for a little bit and thought I'd share it and let everyone know I'm ok. I plan to have a few new ones ready to go for Halloween because I don't want to let everyone down, I do enough of that in the real world. Please enjoy, I love and miss you all. Hopefully I'll be back to normal soon. 
 

 This was inspired by the "In This World, I'm Elise" story by Surgcat on Literotica that I was super into but unfortunately like "School Policy" that I did a few caps inspired by, both the story and the author have disappeared from their respective sites. Both are stories I was very excited to see continue, so hopefully they turn back up some day. 


EDIT: oops. Last word in the third paragraph is supposed to be Alpha, not outlaw. I'm a ditz.