New cap for y'all! Just something that popped into my head when I saw this image...thanks to everyone who's paying attention to this blog/commenting! Really appreciate it!
Labels:
blonde,
makeup,
memory loss,
mental change,
shemale
Bimbo "Daughter"
Hi all! Well, how surprised was I to see my blog gain support all of a sudden! I guess I have the lovely Elena to thank for that - she's the greatest! Unfortunately, I don't think of caps nearly as often as she does, so caps on this blog will come in spurts...hopefully you'll all stick around for whatever I make, and hopefully whatever I make is good enough to keep you around!
This cap was on based around the idea of a dad embarrassed about having a bimbo "daughter"...maybe he should try it himself to see why "she" likes it so much?
Don't Mess With Don Smooth
A fun little story I thought up for my second cap!
Labels:
brunette,
prostitute,
surgery,
willing
The Chameleon Strikes!
Long time no see, that is if anybody is checking this out. Haha...
Anyway, 2 new caps. Hopefully, this time I will update this regularly.
Anyway, 2 new caps. Hopefully, this time I will update this regularly.
Labels:
bodysuit,
Chameleon,
disguise,
identity theft
First Caption(s)!
Well, first day, so a first caption is in order! I wanted to do a mutlicap for this first try, in the format that Elena taught me. In the future I will try and adopt my own style, but for now, its best to try what works! Hope you enjoy this little photoshoot as much as these boys don't! (or don't they?)
Animalistic Desire
Third cap! Had a fun, sexy blonde in a nice animal print top, so I decided to run with the idea of "animal desire".
Labels:
blonde,
makeup,
mental change,
prostitute,
shemale,
slut,
stripper,
surgery
The Chameleon: Two Stories
Hello, apologies for the lack of updates; life got in the way but nevertheless, I have managed to squeeze out two captions involving our affably (hopefully) evil impersonator.
The Chameleon is at it again with his industrial espionage. This time, he impersonates a cute secretary and creates an alluring vixen persona for himself.
The Chameleon is at it again with his industrial espionage. This time, he impersonates a cute secretary and creates an alluring vixen persona for himself.
Effective Persuasion
Exploring Alternative Market
Labels:
bodysuit,
Chameleon,
disguise,
identity theft
A Series of Bodyhops
Not a series per se, but I posted five caps on PossessionObsession 4 yahoo group. So I figured that I should share them here as well.
Labels:
body possession,
bodyhoppers,
identity theft
Pimpin' the Ladies Out
Hello, here's another update. This one is based on Zn's Symbiont's universe like Fission. Hope you enjoy it.
Labels:
disguise,
escort,
shapeshiftng,
the flesh
The Mimic and the Actor
Apologies if it's a bit too long for you to read; this time involves two men at different locations doing the same thing.
The Actor: Win-win Situation
The Mimic: Second Step
Costume Gun
Hello, I noticed a huge spike in my costume gun caption and I was wondering why when I remembered that I had a hard time looking for CG story and caps too. So here are my little contributions:
Costume Gun: Out Goes Timonthy
Costume Gun: Just Another Day
Labels:
body possession,
Costume Gun,
identity theft
Trouper: The Work Continues
This one took quite some time; it's something I've always wanted to try. The attempt to feel what it feels like, undergoing the transformation. I must apologise if it's too boring.
Transcript:
Transcript:
Today’s a sunday but my work never ends.
I put on my padded girdle, carefully sliding it up my freshly shaved legs, stretching it and squirming my body to get the tight garment up to its position. Next, the flesh-toned training corset. Putting it over me and adjusting it to my abdomen, I took a deep breath and laced it, pulling and tightening its string; constricting my figure that is every bit like a woman. Next, I try on the C-cup breast form. Using a silicone adhesive, I carefully applied it to the fake assets and slowly attach it to my chest, making sure that they are at the correct position.
Now, comes the bodysuit I crafted specially for this; picking up a garment that looks like a deflated headless body, I bunch it up and fold it like hosiery and slip into it, legs first from the top and proceed to wear it. Tight but elastic, I carefully fold and stretch it from my legs and over my newly attached breast forms while, fitting them into the breast pouch that I have created. Fitting them in, the arms are next, turning them into lithe feminine arms. In the mirror I see, stands a freak of nature with a head of a bald man and the supple body of a women; her skin fair, her nails manicured, her breast ample and her crotch flat, leaving no trace of masculinity that was before.
But soon this freak of nature will soon disappear as I approach the make-up table. On it are the tools of a magician, a wig stand, make-up kits, contacts and most importantly, the human mask worn over a head cast. Next, I open one of the many contact boxes on the table, take out a pair of olive green contacts and wear, one more aspect of me gone. I pick up the mask and wear it, covering what the bodysuit couldn’t cover, the neck and the collar area. Smoothing it and aligning the mask to my face, the man disappears and a bald woman stands in his place; her face brimming with the youth of a young adult, her eyes sharp and her lips full. I smile, being glad that the fourteen hours of effort had not been wasted, and in return, the woman smiles as well.
Lastly, comes the blonde wig. Wearing it over my head, I press the scalp line against my forehead and pull it down, fastening the wig. There, the transformation is complete. The Trouper is no more and in his place, Lyla White, age 22, graduate of an art college and amatuer actor, is born.
Now, a lady isn’t expected to prance in her home naked so I walk over to my wardrobe, taking care to put into practice the walk I have developed for my character; a slight sway of the hip and a certain ‘bounce’ and haste in her gait; characteristic of a cheerful and spirited girl who just graduated into working society. Wearing a blue sweater dress, a pink thong (she’s a kinky one, after all) and matching socks, I started the video camera and prepared myself in front of it.
“Hi, I’m Lyla White, an amatuer actor and I hope...”
And another successful character created for the sake of theatrics and drama. The work never ends and most importantly, it never gets stale.
Not One, But Two, and Possibly Three Bimbos?
Hello everyone! This was a very unexpected cap but I just HAD to caption this great pic of Kesha. I adore her as a singer, with her appearence, style, and music lyrics portraying the bleach blonde bimbo I love. However, she is apparently quite bright, which reminded me of a certain devious bimbo in this series (that, and the bright red lipstick in the cap!). So I decided to whip up this cap...I don't expect much to develop from this specific cap, but who knows - if it means capping Kesha again, another mention might be worth it!
Labels:
bimbo,
Bimbo High,
blonde,
makeup,
shemale
Now You See Him, Now You Don't
Transcript:
China’s a huge place.
Ask Huang, he knew it best. Owner of an amatuer model website, he knew the number of unique hits on his website could go up to millions. But Huang realised that the sheer scale of population in China meant if people go missing, no one would miss them. Likewise, if new people came in, it wouldn’t make much of a difference and no one would notice them.
Today’s photoshoot would be for Ai Xue. The theme, due to popular demand, would be maids. Huang shook his head as he began applying foundation make-up to his face, they really loved it after all. Being short and stuck with a body that could be described as male adolescent, Huang was never manly but rather boyish-looking. Because of that, people never treated him seriously until he found a knack in doing makeup and using photoshops.
After he finished his makeup, Huang proceeded to wear his wig and combed his hair; a girl in the reflection mimicked his action. Satisfied, Huang proceeded to dress up; the silky touch of the maid costume, arm-length gloves and black stockings with lace tops, pleased Huang tremendously. Setting the self-timer of his camera, Huang had disappeared and Ai Xue had come. “A beautiful illusion”, Ai Xue mused as she heard the camera clicked and flashed, “too bad, they are too fragile,” she sighed as she thought about the heavy amount of photoshop filters to maintain illusion.
Labels:
crossdressing,
makeup
New Roommates: Twins in a Triple
I'm back! Sooner than expected! I had a really good idea for how to start the break so I whipped up a cap and got to work - must say I like the result. Hope you do as well!
Labels:
bimbo,
Bimbo High,
blonde,
slut,
willing
Dreams and Cream
So two notes on this cap. First, and foremost, I absolutely adore this image - so elegant, so refined! - but I couldn't find a good place to fit it into the Bimbo High series. So if it appears to be a stretch or a bit confusing, please bear with me because this cap also reveals some possible things about Matty and his interaction with his roommates. With those observations out of the way, enjoy!
Labels:
bimbo,
Bimbo High,
crossdress,
embarrassing,
willing
That Awkward Moment...
WARNING: This cap is much more explicit than any of my other caps due to the image (and possibly the caption itself, depending on where your values are). But I decided to run the cap because the image is sizzling hot and it allowed me to play on a possible incident that could happen to any person walking in on on their roommate. Hope you enjoy...and maybe you'll even have to do what Sindi's doing after reading the cap ;)
Labels:
bimbo,
Bimbo High,
blonde,
makeup,
masterbation,
shemale,
slut,
willing
Punishment
Hello all! Yes, you've probably been waiting for this for a while now, so to commemorate this occasion (and because the text took a while!) I split this part of the story up into two captions. Obviously, the models are different, but I think you can figure out which one is Ms. Masters and which is Matty based on the pics and the text. What should happen to Matty next? I have an idea...let me know what you think!
Labels:
Bimbo High,
blonde,
brunette,
crossdress,
embarrassing,
forced,
makeup
Crazy, Huh?
So for this intro, I'd like to take a moment to reflect on something special that made my day. I read each and every comment posted on this blog and appreciate every compliment, criticism, and suggestion made because I'm so grateful that I have a strong enough following on this blog that people are actually willing to comment. That being said, I have to take the time to thank Danyelle for her very sweet and generous comment she made on the last post. I'm so glad other people appreciate the subtle details like the acronyms I put in and the other tidbits that I use to try to make my work creative and interesting. While I don't know if I'm quite living up to the standard Elena Starz set on her old blog, the mere thought that my Bimbo High series could be comparable to her's made me tear up a little bit. Thank you Danyelle (and my other wonderful commenters), from the bottom of my heart. In return, I decided to immediately do a caption as opposed to waiting a while like I was planing, and made sure it involved the devious Bella Black's reaction like Danyelle mentioned. Keep this one in mind - this cap becomes important later on! ;)
Labels:
bimbo,
Bimbo High,
blonde,
crossdress,
embarrassing,
makeup,
slut
Keeping the Goth Vibe
Hi all! First, thanks for the great responses to the last post! I apologize for the typo - it was supposed tobe CASSIE'S ex-boyfriend, not Bella's. Anyways, here is the next cap in the series - the last cap before winter break! Enjoy!
Labels:
bimbo,
Bimbo High,
blonde,
crossdress,
makeup,
willing
Get Me Out of Here!
So this will be the last caption for just a bit because I need a short break, and ironically this is the last caption before winter break starts for Matty! That will have lots of fun stuff like new roommates, a New Year's Party, flu shots, and other things! But for now, enjoy this brief cap that I really liked as an idea - hope you like it as well!
Labels:
bimbo,
brunette,
crossdress,
forced,
makeup
Costume Gun: A Close Shave
You know the period when you start a few caps in the evening and couldn't stop writing until your clock tells that normal human beings are soundly asleep and had probably started their REM sleep?
It's one of those lucky days. I must apologise about the lack of updates; despite being summer, creative drought is an all-time season in my mindscape. But nevertheless, here are some captions.
It's one of those lucky days. I must apologise about the lack of updates; despite being summer, creative drought is an all-time season in my mindscape. But nevertheless, here are some captions.
Transcript:
“Where’s mommy and what have you done to her?”
“What do you mean, Jimmy?”
“Shut up! You’re not mommy, I saw it. I saw you putting her skin on!”
Jim’s mother stood there, dressed in corsets and stockings, her head cocking onto one side and frowning as if in confusion. Her face, however, cleared into a relief as she bent down and hugged Jimmy as he struggled in her hold.
“Oh Jimmy, were you dreaming again?” She cooed as she stroke his head resisting his struggle to break her hold.
“W-wha?” Jimmy stopped.
“Remember those scary nightmares you thought it was real?”
Jimmy slowly nodded.
“Oh you, do you remember the previous time it happen? You thought there was a monster clawing out of your bed and it took me a long time to calm you down?”
Jimmy sheepishly nodded.
“Now, if I were some stranger wearing mommy’s skin, do you think he would ever know that you wet your bed 2 weeks ago after another bad dream?”
Jimmy’s eyes widened as he blushed; he nodded furiously now.
“There, there, it’s okay. Mommy is here and there’s no bad people wearing your mommy, okay?” Jim’s mother whispered tenderly as she cooed her son to sleep.
After putting her son to bed, Jim’s mother, Diane heaved a sigh of relief, “What a troublesome brat,” Diane growled as she starts to feel up her own body. “I should be careful next time but whatever,” As Diane starts to fondle her own breast, she tried to trace where her original self had done wrong. It was a routine, picked the lock of the door silently, zapped the women with the costume gun, wore her, lived her life, ditched the skin, repeat. “Must have made a noise that the boy had heard; thank goodness for the costume gun, else I would have not remembered that Jimmy boy has night terro-,” Diane moaned, interrupting the stranger’s thought as Diane’s hands pinched her clit.
“Now Diane, until your husband gets home, I should start familiarising with your, I mean, my body,” the stranger grinned as he started to massaged his stolen snatch.
Labels:
body possession,
Costume Gun,
identity theft
Medallion of Zulo: Two Stories
Despite being a fan of transformation, I never really tried the Medallion of Zulo setting until I read Loki's Captions. So I figure I will give it a test and it's surprisingly fun.
Wilder Antics
Transcript for Wilder Antics:
“Come on, suck it already,”
“Oh jeez, aren’t you impatient?” Norene frowned as she cupped her hands around the stranger’s balls, teasing it.
“Sorry, I’m afraid the housekeepers will come in anytime soon,”
“Don’t worry, I’m Mrs Britton now, remember? This is my house. Besides, the housekeeper today is a male, I’m sure he would want to have a cut of action, hmm?”
“Shit, we’re really perverts aren’t we? ”
James smiled internally; ever since he stumbled upon the Medallion of Zulu and discovered its ability, James is having so much transforming himself into other people, especially members of the opposite sex. When he got bored of masturbating in his new found women body, he decided to confide his secrets to his best friend, Taylor, and made him into a regular sex partner; with each passing day, their antics grew bolder and their sex, wilder.
Today, they decided to break into the house of Mr and Mrs Britton, the couple of whom Taylor had taken interest into, especially, Mrs Norene Britton. Raiding her wardrobe, James took out a pair of silky black stockings and heels and rub the Medallion with it. Within moments of wearing the set, James felt the transformation; his body grew smaller, his hair grew longer and blonde, he felt his hip buckling and developing, his rump becoming fuller and rounder, his breasts forming from his chest eventually settling into humble cup size of C, his penis shrinking and settling into his body, leaving a moist slit in its absence and he felt his face growing softer and changing that of Norene Britton.
“James, quit teasing me already!”
James snapped out of his flashback. What an impatient man, he thought.
“That is Mrs Britton, young man,” James retorted as he starts to give his heads.
Transcript for First Time:
When I stumbled upon a charity shop yesterday, I found a medallion or sorts on its shelves. Feeling a bit curious, I went on and purchase it.
Investigating and reading the inscription, I realise that it is the Medallion of Zulo and it actually changes your appearance to that of people you wish to be by wearing their clothes.
Being a closet crossdresser, I have always wanted to try to look passable as a women but because of my natural size, I couldn’t but with this, perhaps, I could realise my dream.
Sneaking into my sister’s room, I donned on the pink chiffon dress and felt a shock through my body. I felt my hair growing, golden curls resting on my shrinking shoulder, breasts developing, pushing the elastic garment and creating a deep and pleasing cleavage. My skin grew soft and and tanned, matching the complexion of my sister’s. Once, I felt the transformation completing, I looked into the mirror and to my due surpise, standing there looking equally shocked is my sister!
“Oh shit, it works!” I laughed and immediately covered my mouth for the words coming out was coated in my sister’s honeyed voice.
But what do I do now?
“No worries there,” I thought as I sat on the sofa, admiring my toned legs and cleavage. “I have plenty of time after all.”
Labels:
magic,
Medallion of Zulo,
shapeshiftng
