Lazy Unseasonal Transformation Happy Fun Time!

I have to say that I'm being royally trounced in terms of both quality and reliability of content by the amazing writer of TF Captions, not to mention the excellent user-submitted captions over on Purse Boy. Yet I cant say I don't enjoy them massively, and I'll take inspiration/steal ideas wherever I can.

This week has been hectic, so here is another story that I'm repossessing from my distant past. This is starting to feel like graverobbing myself. I hope that by friday my mojo will be back and I'll be able to write something new, if not necesarilly original.

Going Cold Turkey

As a Witch, Wanda was quite capable of brewing glory, bottling fame, and even putting a stopper in death. But she couldn't, for the life of her, cook Christmas dinner for friends without cremating and mutilating half of a farm. She glared in frustration at the assemblage of burnt, undercooked, and/or oddly shaped dishes laid out on the table before her and knew, with her guests arriving at any minute, she was going to have to play her ace in the hole.

After last year's Christmas dinner disaster, she'd taken time out to master a spell that was capable of making a feast out of anything. Closing her eyes, she sank into a deep, spellcasting trance.

Girly Salads

Today's post features a caption kindly donated by Gugubu, as I'm a too tired to throw anything together in even a slop bucket way

In a (c)hairy situation

After finding an alien device capable of rewriting a person's DNA, the first thing I did was use it to turn myself into a duplicate of the school bitch, Kim. I wanted to see what it was like on the other side of the gender fence. Immediately I knew I never wanted to leave this body. It was so sensitive and sensual. I found an instant craving for ice cream.
The device also helped me take care of the original. The expression on her face when I confronted her in her own body nd her cheeks bloated with cherry juice is one I'll happilly take to her grave.
I've saved her till last. I hope she's sweeter in this life than she was in the last.

Piece of cake

Samantha whimpered as the knife slid into her body. She had meant to be a suprise for her boyfriend on his birthday - as the last candle was blown out she would suddenly transform back and leap into his arms. But one candle had remained burning and now, as eager mouths gathered around brandishing knives and plates, the only suprise she would be giving him was just how sweet she was.

"Always bring a banana to a party."

Kate: Hehe. I can't wait until Jason sees me tonight. I look good enough to eat.
Sarah: Not yet you don't... *ziiip*
Kate: Huh? Hey! I cant move my arms! W-when did you get so big? P-put me down!
Sarah: I can't just leave a little banana lying around on the floor. Somebody could step on you.
Kate: I'm not a ban- wait, you did this! You swapped my costume for a banana bodysuit! You bitch! Take it off now! No, not like thaaaAARRRHH!

Sarah: Now you look good enough to eat... But I think I'll let you chill in the freezer first. Anyway, I gotta split; the guests'll be here soon and I'm not even in costume yet. Wish me luck with Jason tonight. He's so appealing.