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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.  

UPDATE: So while being the horny woman I am ended up stumbling on to a path that lead me directly to VanessaTG's blog. https://vanessatgcaptions.blogspot.com/ The only downside being she hasn't posted since november of last year, but it certainly beats the initial idea that she was long gone. That said, I'm leaving this post and the other post up unless I'm asked to remove it.   So to the keen minded you may remember I made a post last christmas regarding an archived classic cap from a favorite writer of mind that we lost during the great tumblr purge and how I had two caps from that person that would otherwise be lost if I hadn't had them saved in my tumblr.  You may also remember I said I'd post the second in the upcoming week after posting that christmas one.  I'm a very flawed human. 

If you are reading this, you are reading the last words I will ever write and I can only hope you learn from my actions as I was murdered by my own hubris.  In writing this I summarize my descent into darkness, trying my hardest to make sure these final hours are spent ensuring that someone might be able to see this and prevent it from happening again.  Tucker's sister Whitney had always been a focus of my life. A deep abiding crush that had weighed on my heart since the both of us were children. It hurt me deeply to see her having fallen in love with someone else, and it was devastating to know she was getting married this year.  Knowing my chances were well past and ruined I found my thoughts dwindling to dark places, trying desperately to find a way to have her, to have my Whitney.  Fate would have it then, that a woman named Izzy would find me. She said she felt the pain in my heart, and knew I loved someone who would never return my feelings, and in her mercy sh...

As a divine entity with a limitless cosmic power to alter anything at will, I would like to state that while omnipotent, I am not Omnipresent.  Here, we have two such victims of that particular draw back of mine.  Taylor and Scott. I spied them in my bar having a “bro night” after a long week at work. I could tell they both had earned from the tired look in the way they slumped their shoulders.  But I also saw more. My power of empathy, reading their deeper subconscious thoughts. I found. Repression, while I didn’t have the entire picture I knew that there was a “more than friends thing”  So I wiggled my fingers at them and enchanted them with what I call “The Idealisation Curse” something that would turn them both into an ideal lover for the other. In previous instances of this particular enchantment I’d been able to turn two besty sorority girls into a jock and bimbo. And with Taylor and Scott I had no reason to suspect that by the end of the night they would feed ...

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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 ...