The End of all TG Captions Complete Collection (TG)
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Ash- Part 2
Cass-PART 1
Fluff- Part 3
Amy- Part 4PART 1:
I was one of the stupid caption writers, choosing to continue my operations using a number of burner accounts and VPNs. I wanted people to read my stuff, but I should've known better. Slowly yet surely, my friends, would be caught by the PACW. And of course, slowly they would. I could only hear about it second hand, but it wasn't long until I heard what happened to Cassidy, MoonShrine99....
Cass entered their apartment slamming the door nervous. Hopefully they hadn't been followed by a PACW agent. You could never tell these days considering how many people were simply reporting neighbors on suspicions KGB style. Cass began preparing dinner when the heard a sharp knock on the door. Looking through the peephole cautiously, Cass didn't see anyone, so they opened it. It should come of no surprise this was a PACW surprise. Cass was slammed to the door and a storm of PACW agents stormed Cass's apartment turning over every item looking for evidence. Cass struggled being held down so strongly. As the other agents tore the place up, a sharp dressed woman walked in, her heels clicking on the floor.
"Excellent work. Status report."
"Yes ma'am!" A agent saluted. "The perp has no evidence linking them to other known Caption Writers. However we do have their computer, which will take some time to fully access."
"Good work agent. You know what to do." the woman nodded and left. The agents pulled up Cass and stuck them in the neck, Cass passing out shortly after..
Cass would wake up in a blank white room, tied down, and surrounded by more agents. Ever since the PACW got government support, they had billions of USD to create entire armies of agents and have large facilities. Cass looked around, struggling at their restraints. After confirming some things on a clipboard the agents left and a speaker came out.
"Initiating Re-Assimilation Program" the robot voice chimed as arms holding needles came down and began striking Cass all over. Cass screamed out in pain as the liquids from the needles coursed through their veins.
"Step one complete." The voice said. "Assigning new role... Processing" as the robot whirled, Cass began to feel different, the liquid reacting. Cass first started shrinking in height, their restraints shrinking with her. Cass's new height settled on 5'0 as their skin became smooth, without blemish.
"Role assigned. Teenage gamer girl. Commencing further assimilation" the robot chimed as Cass's eyes shook in their sockets. Cass's hair bloomed out long and orange, growing down nice, silky, and straight. Cass's face started to scrunch, his eyes growing larger and pupils turning purple. Their face aged down some, while also feminizing, with a smaller nose, and slightly plumper lips. Cass's vision became very blurry as their lashes grew slightly longer. The transformation washed down, thinning out their neck and making their screaming and grunts very feminine and youthful sounding. Their shoulders narrowed as their body lost a whole lot of fat and muscle mass. Any that wasn't needed in the hips, ass, or chest region vanished away. This process of course left Cass with two modest breasts, a perky ass, and some slightly shapely hips. Not too curvy, but Cass could easily grow more once they grew older. Cass's hands became small, each digit slimming along with their feet, which shrank also. Cass's waist narrowed and stomach flattened some, some fat remaining there actually. More fat gathered in Cass's thighs plumping them up, and causing their dick to revert back into a slit.
Laying there panting Cass wanted nothing more than to either get up and escape, or feel up their new body. Sadly they got neither. "Beginning Clothing process" The robot voice sounded as arms shot out grabbing Cass and stuffing the new girl in a weird outfit. Glasses, a black bra, a white tank top, green jacket, booty shorts, thigh highs, and some boots. In all honesty she looked pretty cute. Cass was set down and she instantly began checking herself out.
"New Identity assigned. Goodbye" the machine said, as Cass blanked out. When she came too, Cassidy shook her head and looked around. This was her room right? Filled with gaming consoles, computer monitors, and anime figures. Yeah this was it alright. But crap! How could she just fall sleep in the middle of this DOTA round. Smirking, Cassidy got back to pwning all the LoL noobs.
"Another successful mission Ma'am" a suited bald man smiled talking to a smart dressed woman.
"Yes I agree. It seems this Cass person has fully adapted to their new Cassidy persona." the woman said, observing Cassidy through a one way mirror.
"Once less degenerate caption writer off the streets" the man laughed cracking his knuckles.
"This is just one of their inner circle Bruno darling. The real target is and will always remain SauceBro. By targeting their friends, that's the only way we can make Sauce slip up." the woman explained.
"I know boss. I know. Sauce will get what they deserve in due time." Bruno put on some shades and walked off as the woman looked at Cassidy play another round of League before having some private time. "Your days are number Sauce" she glared angrily, walking off.
PART 2:
Ash was enjoying their day at the park. The sun was shining, birds chirping, and it was warm out too. A perfect day to go on a relaxing stroll. Ash walked around the park, looking at the animals and people watching too. Ash was rather shy, especially around pretty girls, so whenever Ash saw a cute jogger he'd get all flushed. What Ash didn't notice was a man, a bald man, following him in the distance. The man wore a suit, and black glasses. He looked like a stereotypical agent, and the thing is, he was an agent, Agent Bruno. Agent Bruno tailed Ash, as Ash enjoyed his day and headed back to his house. After eating a quick dinner Ash got on his computer, opened up incognito mode and typed in Deviant Art.
"Gotcha" Agent Bruno said grabbing Ash's shoulder. Ash jolted and turned around.
"W-Who are you?!" Ash squirmed as Bruno easily held him down.
"Agent Bruno of PACW. We know you're a Caption Writer so come quietly" Bruno commanded, Ash squirming to no avail.
"N-No! Let me go! I hate PACW!" Ash tried hitting Agent Bruno, but Bruno easily blocked any wimpy hit.
"That answers my question thank you Mr. Ash" Bruno sticks a syringe into Ash's neck, Ash quickly going limp. Several other agents start looking through Ash's things, as a familiar woman struts in. '
"Good work Agent Bruno. Any evidence leading to Sauce?" she asks.
"From what the other agents tell me, no. No evidence of where Sauce could be located." Bruno responds, still holding the knocked out Ash in his arms.
"Fine. Take Ash back to base, and keep searching Cass's and Ash's things" the woman commands as Bruno and the others salute.
Ash jolted awake in a bright white room. "H-Huh? Where am I?" he groaned, and tried to move, finding himself restrained. "Let me go!" Ash yelled into an empty room. Suddenly a robotic voice cut in, "Initiating Re-Assimilation Process" came out of the speakers before arms shot down striking Ash all over. Ash writhed in pain as their body was pumped full of some odd liquid.
"Step One Complete. Assigning New Role.... processing" as the Robot began processing, Ash's body began to change slowly. His height dipped to a shorter 5'5 as his body slimmed and narrowed, his skin becoming smooth and creamy.
"New Role Assigned: Latex Prostitute. Commencing further assimilation" the robot said.
"No! Wait! Stop!" Ash screamed, but it was too late. His hair bloomed out long and blonde, growing about down to his ass. His eyes turned bright blue, as his face scrunched and became highly feminine. Soft features, a small nose, long lashes, and plump lips. His necks slimmed, Ash's cries for help turning airy and sex filled, more like moans than screams for help. His shoulders and arms narrowed, his hands quickly becoming manicured to perfection. His chest grew massive DD cups, Ash screaming as he looked down at the massive orbs forever calling his chest home. His waist snapped inwards, Ash's unathletic tummy becoming flat, fit, and toned. His thighs didn't match this fit stomach though, his thighs plumping considerably, squishing Ash's cock. Ash yelped in pain as his hips snapped out wide and ass become a godly bubble, perfectly smackable. Ash's proud cock slithered away pathetically, becoming a tight snatch. With Ash's legs and feet slendering the robot came back out.
"Beginning Clothing procedure" the robot declared as Ash was jolted up and somehow stuffed into a tight, red latex cat suit and mask. The red latex hung to her skin like it was a second layer. That and the heels made Ash feel like it'd be impossible to walk. And the zippers, all had easy access to certain areas. Ash barely managed to get a look at her new reflection in the provided mirror before the robot interrupted.
"New Identity assigned. Goodbye" with a ding Ash blacked out. Stirring awake Ashlee groaned. Sitting up on her bed and stretching Ashlee looked around at her room. Everything was in order. Sex toys, bonds, handcuffs, etc. Everything a sexy latex whore needed to please clients. "Shit... must've been dozing off" Ashlee yawned. Suddenly a man walked in and threw some cash on the counter. "Ooo you must be my next customer." Ashlee cooed. "How you want it mister~?" Ashlee asked getting up and rubbing herself on the new client. The man grinned and within second Ashlee was tied up, being thrusted into behind. Ashlee moaned as she was taken from behind, her folds generously taking in the paying customer. Ashlee's boobs grinded into the bed, her moans being muffled by a pillow. Ashlee just loved the feeling of getting to fuck and be fucked all day. It was like... her purpose. Right! She was a high class prostitute. She made thousands a day just for taking dick. Ashlee smiled and moaned as the man was soon fully spent, meaning she could finally dom. It wasn't long before she was whipping and spanking the man, having him beg to be released.
"Very interesting" the PACW woman said, looking through a two way mirror onto Ashlee's quarters. "This one is entirely different that Cass's case"
"I know boss." Bruno said entering from behind.
"Ah Bruno. Any luck?" the woman turned, addressing her colleague.
"All we got was one name. Does FluffButt ring any bells?" Bruno asked, staring intently at Ashlee paddling a man over and over as she degraded him.
"FluffButt? I dont care who this FluffButt is but find them and bring them here to me!" the woman spat out.
"Yes ma'am!" Bruno saluted and left.
"We're getting closer Sauce. I can taste it." the woman smiled, licking her lips, and leaving Ashlee to be.
Part 3:
Finn had gone into hiding. The warning sent from Ash was enough to convince him. Finn knew if he was caught, they'd eventually find their way to Sauce, and once Sauce was found, all TG Captions and their creators would cease to exist. Finn had their tracks covered, or so they thought. Finn was just laying down for a nap, when PACW agents broke into every window and door in his house. Finn jolted awake but before he could warn Sauce, he was grabbed by a whole pile of agents.
"Let me go you craps!" Finn grunted and struggled against the restraints put on his arms and legs.
"Good work team." Agent Bruno said walking into Finn's house. "You're FluffButt?" he bent down examining Finn.
"So what if I am?" Finn spat back.
"Eh. Don't know what I was expecting. Knock em out and let's try our experimental field test" Bruno waved his hand, a needle being stuck into Finn's neck.
When Finn awoke, he was blinded by a glaring sun. Covering his eyes Finn sat up and looked around. He was on a beach? Why'd PACW just drop him off here. When he looked down Fluff gasped in shock. Instead of his normal guy clothes his body was somehow stuffed into a blueish green, one piece swimsuit. It definitely didn't fit his masculine frame. As Finn began taking off the bathing suit, a dart hit his neck, which Finn instantly pulled out.
"Ah shit. Here we go again" Finn sighed as he began to feel tingly. His height dipped to 5'2 as his skin smoothed out, all his body hair popping off. Finn's short blond hair grew out into a curly bob, now coloured a soft brown. His face turned feminine, with large brown eyes, a small nose, and plumped lips. His shoulders slimmed and narrowed, as did the rest of his body generally. His arms lost muscle and fat, his hands growing small with manicured nails. His chest grew some large E cup breast, filling out the bathing suit nicely, and making it way tighter. "Damn they're big!" Finn moaned while his waist narrowed and stomach flattened, reliving some pressure on his crotch. Finn shrieked out as his hips snapped out wide and childbearing, his ass growing out into two sexy cheeks. His thighs plumped up, resulting in his cock slithering away into a tight slit. Looking down, Finn got a quick grope before blacking out.
"Hey babe... Babe?" Finley felt herself gently shook awake. Opening her eyes groggily Finley smiled seeing her boyfriend.
"Sorry hun I dozed off" Finley sat up as her boyfriend sat with her.
"Its all good. I got that popsicle you wanted" Smiling the boyfriend opened the wrapper and stuck the pop in between Finley's plump lips. Finley closed her eyes and began sucking on the popsicle like some other phallic object.
"Damn babe that's hot. Keep going" the boyfriend encouraged Finley to continue her lewd act on the popsicle, to which Finley didn't mind. She just winked, and pulled down her top, continuing to suck on the pop as it melted down onto her breasts.
"I can't wait to try this out for real at our hotel room!" Finley's boyfriend exclaimed as Finley kept giving a faux-blowjob to the popsicle. From a distance Bruno and the sharply dressed woman looked on at Finley through a spyglass.
"Good work Bruno. Was the field test a full success?" she asked, sipping on a drink.
"Yes ma'am. All tests were passed. We even managed to make little old Finn there a boyfriend." Bruno laughed.
"Very good. And what of Sauce?" the woman asked, pushing down her sunglasses.
"Finn's data had the motherload. We got Sauce's location." Bruno explained.
"Excellent. Send a team over there immediately, and continue keeping an eye on Finley here." the boss lady ordered. "Its time to destroy TG captions once and for all!"
Part 4:
Andrew watched as all of his PC equipment was burning. He knew PACW was coming for him. They had already gotten all of his closest friends, Cass, Ash... Finn. All were now some sort of girl, void of any semblance to their past selves. Andrew turned and walked away, ready to take down PACW, or get girl'd trying.
Agent Bruno arrived at the burning heap that Andrew had left. Sighing, he pulled out his phone. "Boss, we lost em."
"What do you mean lost him?"
"Andrew burned all his data, and bolted." Bruno grit his teeth and tried to sift through the ashes. No luck.
"Find him! Now!" the boss yelled, hanging up.
The boss lady poured herself a glass of whiskey and looked out her office window. "I should've known you would come straight to me"
"Turn my friends back" Andrew ordered standing above the boss lady.
"And why would I do that?" the woman swung around in her swivel chair, looking up at Andrew.
"Because sis. Im giving myself up on a silver platter. Change my friends back and I'll give myself up." Andrew sat down carefully, across the desk from his sister.
"A tempting offer. But how can I assure your friends would stop writing those icky TG captions?" boss lady said sipping her whiskey.
"I mean you would be giving them back their autonomy. Im sure you could reach an agreement with them."
"Possibly..." the boss thought the offer over.
"Listen sis. Either you do this, or I fight PACW. And well, you wouldn't like me fighting back." Andrew said.
"Alright! Fine! Since you are my bro... err sister after all. And because Im nice I won't change your mind." the woman smiled. "Just promise you wont write any more TG captions." Boss lady said.
"I promise. Change my friends minds and then I'll freely be transformed." Andrew said, taking his own glass of whiskey. The sister took her phone and made a call.
"Your friends are all back to normal, mentally that is. Im sure they're in quite a... kerfuffle right now. Especially Finn, considering they were getting pounded at the moment." the lady shrugged.
"Thank you. Now im ready." Andrew said getting up. His sister and Andrew walked into a spare room, Andrew stripping to get ready.
"Okay sis. Ready?" the boss asked.
"Sure am Rachel" Andrew smiled. Rachel, the boss lady's, usual stern demeanor broke as she smiled warmly and pricked Andrew with a needle.
"Just relax and it'll all happen naturally" Rachel said taking a step back.
Andrew began to rumble as his height dipped from 6'3 to 5'5. His pitch black hair lightened to brown and grew down into a cute, soft bob. His face feminized with reddish, brown eyes, soft features and plumper lips. His neck and shoulders slimmed, as did his arms, losing muscle mass. His hands grew dainty, with nice, taken care of nails. Andrew's chest sprouted some modest C cups, the transformation moving down and flattening his tummy. Andrew yelped a bit as his waist narrowed, and cried out as his hips snapped out. Mass and fat rushed to Andrew's thighs and butt, both growing into a massive, curvy rear. Andrew's legs and feet narrowed, with Andrew's cock proudly deflating, becoming a nice, slit.
Andrew blushed and tried covering herself, but luckily Rachel quickly provided some undies, which didn't make Andrew feel any less embarrassed.
"Do you have any more clothes sis...?" Andrew, now more so Amy, asked meekly.
"I do. But I assumed you wanted to experiment a bit." Rachel grinned.
"Experi-mmph!?" Before Amy could finish Rachel stuck a dildo in her mouth, and grabbed a vibrator, rubbing it over Amy's pantied pussy. Amy mewled and moaned, quickly orgasming for the first time as a female to Rachel's delight. Rachel left, but Amy kept masturbating for the rest of the day.
With the downfall of TG captions, the world fell into disarray. Without TG Captions, there was no reason for Earth's uneasy peace. PACW was disbanded, and wars started all over the world. As for our stories heroes? Well they set up in a cabin in the woods. Living their lives in a radical transfem commune, all fucking and having fun all day as the world burned. Prophecy tells of a return of TG captions, but that's just stories after all. Who'd actually be crazy enough to write one in this day and age?
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