Saturday, 31 October 2015
Friday, 30 October 2015
Thursday, 29 October 2015
Remodeling (Halloweek)
Thanks to Kitty St. Clare for help with this one. I think it has potential to be extended into a series if that's what people would like to see :)
The empty bodysuit stared back at him from the bottom of the box and the possibilities and opportunities immediately began to flood into Dominic's mind. As the owner of a failing modeling agency, there was about a million different ways to make money from this and it could be the lifeline his company badly needed. It was a lifeline Sage no longer had, he thought guiltily of his recently deceased model whose house he was currently looting for anything that might help his business but....bah, how many times had he warned her to be careful with those pills he had given her? And look...look at this fabulous house she owned while he lived in a cramped apartment...he owed her nothing... He held up the bodysuit before him and slowly realised its true potential. Something like this could make anyone a model...it could bypass all the hysterics and melodrama that came with working with beautiful people and give model-looks to any plain Jane willing to do whatever he said, true disposable beauty. It could work on anyone...
He had had doubts whether it would fit him but it was only for a few minutes to make sure his discovery would be realistic enough for what he wanted and now Dominic stood in front of a mirror in the naked suit. It hugged him tightly all over his body to the point where he was forced to take lots of shallow breaths but it also gave him a sense of feeling that he wasn't wearing a suit at all...it felt like his own skin. Utterly marvelous!
'Looking good!' his glossy red lips mouthed into the mirror. Wait, did he say that? Before he could think about it he found himself slapping his own ass hard and squeezing it in the palm of his hand causing him to yelp at the sudden sharp pain. 'Looking good indeed!' the bodysuit grinned wildly as he looked himself in the eyes. Panicked, he reached for the suit's locking mechanism with his right hand but his left hand promptly swatted it away. 'Not so fast sugar!' Dominic felt like a puppet, he could feel his limbs but they were rebeling against his every command. 'What's wrong honey? Sage got your tongue? Oh my...why am I naked?
It was ten minutes later and Dominic, still a passenger in his own body, was standing on a mantlepiece helplessly marching in four-inch heels wearing Sage's lingerie. The g-string chaffed painfully between his ass cheeks but when he reached to remove it, his treasonous hands yanked it deeper instead and he gave a little humiliated cry as he watched himself blow himself a kiss. While he...errrr....she.....errrr....they were getting dressed, Sage had told him that she blaimed her overdose on him and that she had thought herself destined to haunt her own cold empty house for eternity...but when Dominic came to steal from her, she saw her opportunity to live on by possessing a bodysuit someone had left at one of her house parties.
'It's so fabulous I've been given this second chance, Dominic found himself toasting himself, 'you know...the first time round I was so careful and sensible about what jobs I took but this whole dying malarky has given me a totally new perspective. From now on I...we are going to explore everything the modeling business has to offer...
Labels:
bodysuit,
halloween,
magic,
possession,
punishment,
revenge
Wednesday, 28 October 2015
Tuesday, 27 October 2015
You're a Woman Harry! (Halloweek)
This was a request from Kitty St. Clair but I simplified it a lot because I've never read Harry Potter.
Monday, 26 October 2015
Sunday, 25 October 2015
Saturday, 24 October 2015
Friday, 23 October 2015
Thursday, 22 October 2015
Wednesday, 21 October 2015
Tuesday, 20 October 2015
The Quota Part 2
Next week I will be running 'HalloWeek' where I post a 'scary' themed caption everyday leading up to Halloween on Saturday. I have about 3 or 4 story ideas but if you have any creepy requests I'd be happy to hear them. :)
Monday, 19 October 2015
Sunday, 18 October 2015
Saturday, 17 October 2015
Friday, 16 October 2015
Thursday, 15 October 2015
Wednesday, 14 October 2015
Tuesday, 13 October 2015
Monday, 12 October 2015
Early Edition
This is a caption I made recently for a
supervillain themed contest on Degraded Damsels. DD is a F2F caption
site so this is a little different and I realise probably not to
everyone's tastes but B-Rex is a fantastic writer and along with
AlixTG and Jenny Valentine has probably had the biggest influence on
my style of writing and making captions.
Sunday, 11 October 2015
Saturday, 10 October 2015
The Offering
The tiny idyllic Italian village of Femini was really a rather unusual place indeed, in fact, you could say that it was utterly unique. Lying somewhere between Milan and Palermo, this quaint little community was comprised entirely of women, ok wait...scratch that...there was also 'the Padre'. The mysterious 'Padre' ran things as they say, the head honcho, the big cannoli...providing for and protecting the village's women as long as they obeyed him and observed his number one rule...no men! Alright, alright, so I haven't been strictly honest with you...there was another who wasn't a woman and also wasn't the Padre. There was Donatello...
Donatello was a secret, a boy kept hidden and brought up out of sight by his mother until the day he would be old enough to leave the village to fend for himself in the outside world, just as his older brother had done before him. Til then he would spend his entire existance hiding in the nooks and crannies of his mama's cottage. Or so he thought...
'Doni drear... his mother began nervously, ...tomorrow the Padre is coming to visit our humble home. This house has faithfully hidden you all these years, just as it did your brother, but it is much too small for you to be concealed when there are visitors here.' She looked on as a mask of fear formed on her son's face. 'Don't worry Dont, she soothed, holding a shimmering gold dress before her, 'you can hide in plain sight...you really are such a beautiful boy...'
And so the terrified Donatello underwent the swift makeover to become his mother's daughter. Much waxing and plucking and brushing and painting later, and his angelic youthful boyishness was transformed into the stunning features of a young Italian woman.
'Do go get that basket of fruit,' his mother shooed as he fidgeted with his hair, which had been pulled tighly into a bunn, '...it's our gift to the Padre. We must always greet the Padre's visit with an offering. Always!' she emphasised as he stumbled on his heels, struggling to move smoothly in the figure hugging dress and was just able to reach the fruitbasket as the majestic Padre entered their humble home. Donatello tried to take a demure position, shyly facing away from the huge man towards the fruit as his mama scurried into the room, curtsying frantically..
'Maria, Maria, Maria, the Padre bellowed as he approached where Doni was sitting with the fruit, 'you've outdone yourself once again, quite simply a sublime offering to me. I will see to it you are rewarded greatly. He took a peach and bit into it, using his other hand to stroke the side of Donatello's madeup face. '...and this fruit...'
Friday, 9 October 2015
Thursday, 8 October 2015
Wednesday, 7 October 2015
Tuesday, 6 October 2015
Monday, 5 October 2015
Sunday, 4 October 2015
Saturday, 3 October 2015
Friday, 2 October 2015
Thursday, 1 October 2015
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