Saturday, June 29, 2013

Caption This (29th June)

Saturdays the readers get a chance to write something, use the picture as inspiration or perhaps suggest something for others to write. Choice of three pictures this time.

**THE STORIES/REQUESTS ARE IN THE COMMENTS**

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Did you enjoy the challenge a week or so ago?
Should I add challenges in future Caption This posts?

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  1. I like the challenges. It's great inspiration when someone can't figure out a topic to write on and it makes the stories more interesting.

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  2. Pic1.
    We where on holiday; first night we'd dumped out cases at the hotel, damn it was a seedy little hole on the outskirts of town--not many benefits apart from it being cheap.

    We'd made our way into the town centre where one of the tour guides recommended a bar. We'd never been there before and through bitter experience never really trusted what they said because we knew they'd be getting a back hander somewhere down the line.

    I got a pitcher and we found a table, I'd finished my first drink and Josh had made his way through half the pitcher--fuck I swear he was a fish in a previous life.

    He watched as a huge grin formed on my face as a giant of a man came up to the bar in front of us. I was mesmerised; he must have been over 6'5", I coughed almost choking as I felt Josh's hand squeeze my hardening dick. "Oh, do I have some competition this week?" he slurred through a grin taking another gulp of beer. I just grunted a reply.

    He looked over at the guy and got up, I grabbed his sleeve and growled at him to sit back down. "Just chill bro'," he replied pulling his sleeve from my grasp. I rested my head in my hands only daring a peek through my fingers. He was standing right behind the guy. Hell, this guy was a giant, Josh only come up to his shoulders.

    I shook my head, and he grinned nodding his. I shook my head even harder waving my hands. Josh's eyes widened, and he ran his tongue across his lips, and he stepped forward.

    The guy swayed almost toppling on a girl in front of him, but he managed to recover himself. I knew Josh would be swamped inside him, I watched first his left then his right arms move and then flex. I knew it was Josh pushing his arms into the guys. I watched his throat carefully, it was thick and bull like, and I spotted it thicken a little as Josh pushed his head up into the guys.

    He rolled his shoulders and returned to the table. "Josh you idiot, someone could have seen you," I muttered.

    "You think they'll be able to prove it?" he replied in a deep gravelly voice finishing the last of the pitcher. "Come on, lets go. I know a friend, I'd like you to meet,"he taps his forehead. "I think you'll like him. Even more from the inside," he chuckles.

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  3. Photo 1: “It’s good to see you again, Brody! What’s up?” Brock was my best friend ever since elementary school. We were pretty much inseparable up until college, when he went the athletic route while I went the academic route. Even though we were best friends, we were as different as any two people could be, but that never stopped us from trying to spend as much time together.

    “I’m glad you came. I know how hectic exams are at this time of the year.” Brock really changed a lot since last I saw him. He had more muscles and was about a foot taller than I remembered. I guess his training really paid off, not to mention some of his good genes came to light.

    “Not a problem. I just finished my last exam yesterday and took a flight to see my best Bro! Besides, coach gave me the okay.” I always wanted to be him and be with him, but with all the muscle now, I was at my bursting point. “So what was so important that you had to call me?”

    “It may sound shallow, but you always were the best at putting on a party. As much as I love my fraternity, we haven’t had a real party! So can you do you little magic and bring life to this frat?” What I said was mostly true, but the main reason was that I wanted to see him again.

    “Why didn’t you say that on the phone? I could have gotten my frat bros to fly out with me and made this the best damn party ever!”

    “I didn’t want to be an inconvenience.” I mumbled.

    “Okay, let’s see what we have to work with. Call all of the bros to the living room and I’ll see who can do what.” Brock always loved to give orders to others. I called all the brothers that were willing (and I bribed the others) and we got our orders. Those who were of legal age went out to grab alcohol, those who were underage and had cars went to get food, the rest of us cleaned the house and we left the advertisement to Brock. I couldn’t believe how well Brock pulled it together after high school. It was like he was a completely different person.


    The kegger had turned out really well. The music was loud, everyone reeked of alcohol, and a few were even passed out on the floor. It was perfect. I couldn’t believe we pulled this together in just one hour.

    “So tell me, what was the real reason you called me?” Brock asked.

    “To be honest, after checking out your facebook and seeing how fun you were having at your school and frat, I was a bit envious.”

    “Really? Keggers are easy enough to plan out. I thought I taught you better than that.”

    “No, I mean of you and all your frat brothers. It is like you have it all thought out now. No offense, but before, you didn’t really seem like you had it all together. Now, you have these amazing drunken fests, become this muscle man and all those photographs of your straight A grades? How did you manage all of that?”

    “Coach has really helped us. He helped bring out the best out of all us. You wouldn’t believe what he did.” Brock’s voice had changed all of a sudden. It was like he was a different person all together.

    “Hey, fag!” Michael, my asshole frat brother cut into our conversation. While all the other brothers pitched into making this party a success, he sat back and watched. “Where the fuck are all the chicks?”

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      It took me a while, but I noticed he was right, there were no women at this party. It seemed like everyone here were guys from our frat or from around the campus. They were all like us, dateless guy, out of shape guys or guys who didn’t have anything better to do on a Friday night.

      “Don’t worry about it. The real party is going to start now.” Brock said with a wink. “Okay jockbros! I want you all to stand still and shut up!”

      On command, all of use stood up. I wanted to say something, but nothing came out. I could see all the other guys were struggling as well.

      “You must be realizing by now that all of you must do what I say.” His voice echoed throughout the house. “I was called here because I heard your frat needed help. You all live together, but you needed me to help you become true frat brothers. You have the brains, but not the body or soul. Coach would be very disappointed.”

      He paced back and forth like he was a coach giving a motivational speech to his athletes. “I spiked your beer to make you more suggestive. It is coach’s special cocktail of drugs. It does not only affect your inhibitions but other parts as well. Trust me, you are all in for the ride of your life.” I tried to speak again, trying to get his attention, but it was futile. I struggled until he noticed me. “Speak, Brody.”

      “This isn’t what I wanted. Come on, let us go!”I begged.

      “Sorry, but I couldn’t even if I wanted to do so. Besides, I am giving you what you wanted.” Brock said with a smile. “Now, I want all of you to grow, jockbros!”

      Jockbros? The word echoed in my head. It was heavy and it reverberated throughout my body. I wasn’t the only one affected; the other men were going through the same thing.

      “Tear off all your clothes, jockbros!” He bellowed. ‘Jockbros’ hit us again like a car. We couldn’t help ourselves, we tore it all off. There was something wriggling under our skin. It was like there was another person under our skins trying to push out to the surface. “You are all jockbros! Are you ready for it?”

      We could help it. We were moaning, because we wanted it to happen. No, we needed it to happen.

      “Okay, now transform, jockbros!” Our fat melted away, leaving behind perfectly structured abs. The skinny ones’ muscles seemed like they pushed out of their skin and solidifying. We started to look like real jock bros. Any skin imperfections cleared up, and our minds filled up will all sorts of sports information. We still retained all of our memories of our lives, but now there was sports info and an exercise regime. It was like it had always been there. “Relax jockbros! You are now one of us! Coach will be proud!”

      Many of us collapsed on the ground. Some of us were giddy, giggling and feeling their newly formed muscles, while the others explored each other’s bodies.

      “So what do you think of the transformation now? Are you still angry?” Brock asked.

      “Fuck no! Transforming is awesome! Is there anything else to look forward to?” I asked.

      “What do you think?” He pulled me closer and kissed me. “Yeah, coach will be so proud.”

      “So why are you really here?”

      “Coach wanted to expand out our frat. When you called, it was perfect. Besides, it was so hot to see you transform. Do you think I should come back during spring break?”

      “Fuck yeah. I know the other fraternities are always ready for a party.”

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  4. #3, Blue pill. Get to work quick :)

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  5. Pic 1
    short straight sean is tired of being pushed around. At a concert he has his fill of getting bumped and pushed. As sean goe to find a snack and some drinks among the vendor booths he come across an old gypsy woman selling souvenirs and handmade goods. The old lady ask if she can help sean with anything and not seeing anything to his liking sean declines her offer. She proceeds to tell him that she can fulfill his inner desires. Sean became intrigued and asked how she could do that. She gave him a vial with a strange looking liquid tied to a string."when you see the body you desire to have as your own drink this and say the spell on this paper while staring into the eyes of the body yo wish to take as your own. You will then begin to gain their height muscle and weight and features and traits. You will still be your current age just a better version. They will inturn take on your features and traits and also remain their same age. Reality will adjust along with your new bodies and it will be as if it always was. Take this and best wishes." Sean thanked the gypsy woman and walked away. 
      Not knowing what to think after his encounter with the old woman he just hung the vial around his neck, he liked the way the strange liquid  looked inside, depending on the angle you looked at it the color was different and it definitely had a weird sheen to it. He kept walking around and started to return to the concert when someone pushed him into the back of this really tall and very muscular man. The man did not seen in the least bit upset and excused himself. Sean also excused himself thinking "I bet if I were as big as him I would never get pushed around." Halfway to his seat he decided to turn around and find the guy and try the potion, what harm could it do to try. He soon found the muscular man and swallowed the contents of the vial, locked eyes with the man and recited the spell. Everything froze around him and it began. First he got taller while the other man got shorter bones cracking and stretching to their new length it all felt like he was being stretched and pulled in all directions. He soon found himself looking down at the man whom just only a short time ago was taller than him. Next came the muscles starting with the feet and working it's way up. Muscles rippling and bulging and gaining size, it all felt erotic and he found himself getting hard when the growing reached his crotch area sean's balls began to swell and drop. his dick kept getting harder and growing, formerly a average 5.5 in he soon felt it getting heavy between his legs and he could see it was already twice as thick, then it began to grow longer he was soon sporting a 11 in hardon. The muscle growth moved upward  his formerly pudgy stomach churned and reshaped into a spectacular 8 pack of abs then the chest perfect bulging pecs began to form, every change sean's body underwent made him feel heavier and stronger. Next came the shoulders neck and arms, bulging rippling and expanding muscle he could no longer hold his arms straight down against his sides. His back reshaped to help support all this new muscle, his facial features remained his own only now they refined themselves to go with his new body. All the while the other man's body was changing in the opposite direction, losing muscle mass and he gained a pudgy gut, his formerly impressive 11 in dick became hard and shrank down to 5.5 inches. Then came the memories to fit their new reality, only sean will be able to remember the former reality. All the changes finished and now the transformation was complete and the world started moving again. 

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    1.    Sean went to find the nearest restroom so he could admire his new body. He went into the mens room looked under all the stalls checking for any company and he locked himself in the large handicap stall. Sean began rubbing and feeling all his new muscles then he reached underneath his shirt and  shorts. Good thing he was wearing and over sized shirt and loose fitting shorts cause they now fit perfectly on his new taller more muscular body.  He reached inside his pants and jockstrap feeling his new impressive dick and balls. "Man i cant wait to try these out" he thought as he began stroking them. He went from 9 inches soft to his new 11 inches hard and wow it felt great. He could barely wrap his massive new hands around it. Rubbing up and down back and forth pausing only to play with the head, he began to stroke himself and he only got firmer. His free hand began to wonder around his body feeling every bulging muscle till he found himself touching and squeezing his new firm bubble butt. Sean's finger slipped into his ass crack and found it's way to his asshole, without hesitation he slipped one finger in and then two. Two fingers up his asshole and jacking off with his other brought all kinds of new exciting feelings, unused to his new equipment he could no longer hold it and his body began to shutter in an intense orgasm, chills all over his new body and then it happened his balls drew upward and his dick erupted in cum. A thick creamy stream shot out of his dick, it was so powerful it hit the bathroom ceiling and left sean feeling like jello after. He began to clean himself off and pulled his clothes back on and left the stall just as another tall very athletic looking but not as muscular man came in the bathroom.
         "Sean I've been looking all over for you, we need to get back to our seats before we lose them. Are you alright babe? You seem kinda flush, do we need to leave?" Sean began thinking who was this man and why was he calling him babe. Then memories trickled in. It was then he realized he was now gay and this man was Derick his partner. Sean adjusted to his new memories and remembered he and Derick were on their honeymoon. DOMA was repealed and they had decided to get married. They had met their freshman year at college,  sean was on the wrestling team and Derick was a swimmer. They had met while working out in the schools gym and instantly hit it off and have been together now for 3 years.

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  6. Let me know what you think as this was my first story.

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    1. It's a clever idea, keep writing. Thanks for submitting Rob.

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