Rosie's caption corner

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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.

“Ohhh! Oh god please, stop! Stop I promise I’ll never cheat again!” Carl groaned as his tits grew larger, swinging roughly with each thrust into his ass “Please erica!” he cried, his mind was battered with every thrust, every slap of her hips against him shaking out a memory of his rapidly disappearing manly life. Erica laughed through the sound of the slaps of her hips meeting his ass, lust and hate burning together as she watched her ex’s ass and hips inflate as she pounded him. It had been days since Erica had seen walked in on her boyfriend fucking with, she’d seen the signs, but never expected Carl to be so brave as to fuck someone in their own bedroom. He didn’t see her. The Fucker. She’d spent the next days outside the house as much as possible travelling through a sex shop, the shop keeper saw her “I see your pain.” the keeper said “You want revenge. Let me get you what you need” It was an unsuspecting Dildo with a strap on harness. “Use this, you sound less like ...

For those following me on twitter, you'll instantly recognise this story from there. I liked it enough I thought I'd put it up here so it could be found more easily. I've poked it here and there and formatted it to be better than what Twitter limits me too. A sort of attempt at honoring the long now gone SmittyTG, a legend amongst some of the community. Enjoy.

So while I have everyones attention I'd like to post a survey about what kind of content you've all liked and what I should try writing in the future.  https://www.surveymonkey.com/r/CHPTYBV I'd really like it if you all helped me figure out what I should do more of. 

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...

I'd been dragging my feet on this one, primarily because I would have needed to make an email account to go along side it, but I finally decided to try to expand my reach a little and make a Twitter page. https://twitter.com/RosiesCapCorner In the same vein as everyone else I'll be using it to link back to this blog, as well as write those ever popular micro-fictions that have been sweeping the caption community by storm.