Priorities

"Fuck!! I gotta stop and get ready!" Clayton moaned and fought with himself.

He never thought he'd be playing with his sister-in-law's pussy, much less BE his sister-in-law. Still, he was getting way off track and couldn't concentrate.

Originally, He and his brother quarreled over the inheritance their father left for them. Clayton was told he was wrote out of the will during a particularly heated argument he had had with his father years before, cementing Clayton's brother and his bitch of a trophy wife Angela be the beneficiaries.

Now Clayton had no problem with his brother getting the money, he knew his brother to be an honest man, but his brother would always cave to Angela's wants.

Thankfully, Clayton found an old magic tome that allowed a person to possess another individual, but it was only for a limited time. He planned on having Angela kill herself, but had to make it look like an accident. He thought about doing her in by lathering her in moisturizing oil and making it look like she slipped and fell on the corner of the bathroom sink, but the moment he started rubbing the oil on her pussy, his feelings quickly became conflicted.

Maybe... Just maybe, he could find a spell in the tome to make a permanent possession. Sure, being his brother's wife sounded crazy, but it all made sense when it felt so damn good.

Bitches get Switches

Blake played with her hair and watched the old man loom over her. It was easy enough, something she had done numerous times before...

Blake started out as a small-time swindler making chump change. However, after one faithful pickpocket, of which the woman he stole from was frantically trying to follow him and retrieve her property, Blake discovered the necklace he nabbed was the fabled Medallion of Zulu. He was unaware of its power at first, but after turning into his Landlord, killing the man, and assuming his identity, he started thinking bigger.

The laundromat had plenty of people forgetting things, plus the perks of owning his own building meant he could cherry pick the tenants. He still had to be cautious so no one would be the wiser. Over time though, he had amassed a lot of dirt and stolen a lot of goods, walking away without a scratch.

This rich business tycoon was his next hit, he just needed to make sure everything was set up for the knockout. However, what he didn't know was the housemaid had helped herself to plenty of cash from Blake's purse, along with the Medallion as compensation for the woman's rude behavior to the help.

Blake would find out the next morning that his conning days were done. Without proper ID, she was fucked, in more ways than one.

El Rey's Turf

Of course Dominic had to have the big-assed white girl.

He was just another thug in the growing number of turf wars. The local pimp, El Rey Oro, or simply the Gold King, was VERY protective of his girls. He led a tight business on the strict rules that people paid, people tipped, and drugs were NOT ran on his turf. It always seemed weird that nobody ever seemed to die or get jumped who broke the rules, but the area was always full of plenty a sexy women.

Dominic did the hustle as he normally did with getting a few girls hooked and wanting more. However, El Rey had plenty of loyalty with many people. Dominic was suckered into trading drugs for sex, but when he was about to ride the hooker, he was knocked out cold from behind.

When he came to, Dominique found herself in the hooker's body. El Rey sat with a pistol in one hand and a collar in the other, explaining that the girl Dominic was about to fuck was once a man looking for a way out. He told Dominique that now he had to work his way to atonement just like the other man did, but keeping up appearances and consistency was important. While that body was young and limber, it took a lot of magic to keep youthful, of which El Rey simply converted longevity into youth.

Dominique would eventually be let go, but if she took too long, her original body would be too old to live the life she once had.

The easy con

Nathan had an issue; He had gotten in trouble at school and was told his mother would be contacted for a conference. Thankfully the school had his mother's old number and so she wasn't able to be reached. That's where Wallace came in.

Wallace had obtained the elusive Medallion of Zulu while working there. With just a pair of her panties (Why not any other article of clothing had Wallace curious but he didn't mention it), he changed into Nathan's mother and did the conference without any snags. The only issue now is that Wallace is now Nathan's mother for at least 12 hours.

Nathan's mother was out on a Business trip and Wallace's folks were told he was spending the night, so it made sense for Wallace to just sleep in Nathan's mother's room.

This was just fine to Wallace, his new body was hot and he was frisky to try things. Good thing she divorced years ago or it would have gotten weird fast.

Being a wing woman!

It had been a long night as is, but at least it was coming to an end. Tyler sighed and pulled his hair back and waited for his friend Olivia to give him the go ahead to leave.

The young man was actually a brilliant biochemist who was part of a college-grant project to create bio-synthetic material for applications to assist amputees and burn victims recover and have normal lives. Yet here he was, exploiting his professor's research to help his friend score a guy at the bar. Were it not for the synthetic fat and skin cells not at all matching his original DNA pattern, it would have meant disaster for Tyler as it would have bonded to his own skin! Thankfully he simply used another lab-assistant's genes, albeit modified in the pelvic region to mask his own organs.

He would need to hurry back soon though regardless of Olivia, without bonding, the skin would rapidly decay within hours.

New to the App Store

"Damnit!! This was a bad idea!!" Marcus growled to himself as he frantically tried to undo what he had done.

The 16-year-old teen had been browsing the App store when he came across a peculiar App called "Dream Girl Creator". For the fun of it, he downloaded the app and began creating his dream fantasy woman. However, what he didn't know was that the App was meant for women to customize their ideal self. Made worse was that the programmers had uploaded it without giving full details to the users, so they removed it and sent a text to all users to be patient for a new update.

The problem wasn't his parents, as Marcus was suppose to house sit since they were on vacation. The problem was he had school in the morning!!

New Blog!!!

Hey Everyone! I've finally gotten the nerve (and annoyance at a lack of creative captions) to post my own captions!!

I have a particular way I enjoy reading captions as well as themes, but I am open to anyone else's critique as long as it is constructive. For a little bit, I'll be experimenting with styles of posting in order to see which I prefer.

Example: Posts where I directly speak/narrate here, or simply have the content attached to the image itself like so many others do.