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 “This…this isn’t right” Derek thought as he felt the arousal course through his body, feeling the eyes on him as he lounged at the pool   “Here you are Ms. Dia,” someone said offering them a drink and a bottle of tanning oil. She smiled and took both. Dia was the name they kept insisting on calling him. Derek kept finding himself feeling dizzy when he thought like Dia. It felt good, everything felt good here.  He tried to shake his head, pulling at the jumbled thoughts and memories from the past couple weeks.  He thought a vacation to a resort would be good to clear his head and help him get through burn out so he could finally get back to being productive at work again, so he scheduled a trip a trip for about a week where he’d just get to spend time at a hotel being catered to hand and foot.  When he arrived, he was given a cozy hotel room if a bit effeminate feeling, and a complimentary smart watch for his stay that would grant him access to all the hote...

       The possession spell has been floating around the internet for years and years. And it was inevitable then that it would make its way into the hands of one Tanner Williams  Tanner was a workaholic who had very little free time. Every day he would get up at seven , go to work at a grocery store at around nine in the morning, work a full eight hours stocking food, drinks, and other assortments. He would work until four p.m. at which point he would clock out, come home, and research his work for his garden. At six p.m he would tend to the garden, trimming weeds, watering plants, picking veggies and fruits that had finally ripened and were ready to be plucked. He’d cook dinner for himself, his wife, and his fifteen-year-old son at seven, depending on the complexity of the meal he’d be serving dinner at around seven or eight p.m. He’d eat dinner with his family til then, spend time talking with his wife Helen, as he built a model plane in a shared hobby room...

Cody had finally found the secret to escaping the school principal and her pet alpha clique at school.  He purchased a book from a woman in his town that had promised him freedom for his friends and himself, in the book were so many incantations and rituals, and all sorts of ideas for how to finally get back at Alice and all her bitchy friends.  There were many ideas; turn them into cats and hand them to the animal shelter. turn them invisible, banish them from reality. every idea made his cock feel hard with the power he now wielded and yet nothing felt right enough for the kind of hell he wanted to inflict on the people who'd made life hell for himself and his friends.  The effort it took wasn't easy, strands of hair, ounces of sweat, bits of finger nails, but Cody had sacrificed dignity and effort acquiring these ingredients, mixing them with his various other ingredients to create a drink that bubbled with his evil intent.  And when he drank it, her body bubbled ...

 So a contest on Evie's discord was held and the greatest slut in the world won! And in reversal to the way the reward is normally done (Evie can't very well write her own reward now can she?) it was decided that she would present a request to various members of the discord to accept and write up.  And so here I am.  I hope you love it, Evie! 

Hot off the press a "classic" style cap.  This one was both another attempt at brown nosing, while also a challenge of emulating the style of some of Evie Hydes classic captions.  This cap is an attempt at following up the special classics "Can't get your friend back" and "Can get your friend back" two classic caps that have not been properly uploaded on the archive as of yet, but were two very sexy and fun caps that are still a source of excitement for me.  Hope you, and Evie, enjoy this.  

Content Warning: While it's probably nowhere near as dark as other caps that have been posted in the past month, this cap has a lot more 'edge' than my usual variety of stories.

I look into her eyes and can tell he’s in there, and he absolutely hates me.  When he showed me the magic spellbook he’d never used it, hell according to him he’d never been able to read the magic book, so imagine his surprise when on a whim I read a passage out of it and managed to manifest some beers for the both of us to drink. Apparently it wasn’t actually written in english like I thought I was reading.  The assumption was that someone magic lived in my family line, and because of that, I was able to read and use the book.  I wasn’t...completely honest about things with the book at times. Danny asking me certain spells. And me telling them they all seemed “basic”  Illusion spells, summoning spells (nothing major, the transposition of images from objects pictures into real life was somehting I could do, but I couldn’t pull people out of the image.)  But there were spells I weren’t totally divulging, partly because I worried what he’d want if I told him the f...

So this was going to be a Black Library Cap. but I've since kind of decided I would put it up here and see how well it's received.  The title is a nod to the classic series of Fictionmania stories "Changing Channels" by Zouscha, but that is where the connection ends sadly. Anyhow. Hope you like it.

“Now tell me to make you a man again” Son of a bitch! I knew there’d be a catch. I fucking knew it! But he had to catch me in the dirtiest fucking way! I should have bailed the second Mindy used the word “magic” when it came to trying to keep our relationship a secret from her dad. I probably should have bailed sooner than that, and especially after Mindy and I lezzed out in her bedroom, I wasn’t able to think straight since. Not that there was much time thinking between trying to sneak out of their house and her dad finding me. Would Mindy even recognise me if she saw me? “Can’t say it can you?” He’s trapped me. His tone isn’t at all hostile or as hateful as it had been when he caught me, but I can feel the malevolence in it as he forces me to hold still on top of his cock, my pussy is aching and I need to be fucked! He’s been leading me to this since the moment he saw me, I just know it, but fuck if it’s not felt painfully, disgustingly good. I’ve only been a girl th...