Meet Lance (logso123)
a Scottish guy who jut happen to love TG captions of mine. One day he
was just sitting & scrolling through all the captions, TG contents
and arts. He quickly faved and started watching my work as soon as he
saw I made some naughty TG captions. Next day he received a Note from
the same guy named MasterLuciferSatan
saying "Thank ya for the watch & Fav" along with a link attached to
it, saying your wish will be granted if ya just simply follow this link
and you will get to meet the perfect dream woman of your life by
following this simple link. Lance quickly Clicked the link which
redirected him to chatting forum page where a guy with an avatar of a
hung black man named as Master Lucifer greeted him. After a few quick
questions Lucifer said. "Ok now I will ask ya a few questions to which
if ya answer truthfully ya will receive to meet the perfect woman of yar
dream, so are ya ready?"
"Me: If ya were a girl... Would yar handwriting be nice?”
It already started out strangely. "Why would I Want To be a girl?" Lance wondered. Still, he answered The the question. Thinking about it, he knew that his handwriting was Horrible despite he answered.
It already started out strangely. "Why would I Want To be a girl?" Lance wondered. Still, he answered The the question. Thinking about it, he knew that his handwriting was Horrible despite he answered.
“If
I was a girl, I’d probably have perfect hand writing cursive &
cute, and perhaps be able to draw perfectly with both hands.” He wrote
perfectly as knowledge how to write cursive fonts perfectly flooded into
his head (Both of which he thought was very strange for a second before
reality changed itself and history rewrote itself to make him except it
as normal).
"Me: If ya were a girl... Would ya like pink?"
"Me: If ya were a girl... Would ya like pink?"
Lance
had to think about it a little before writing. “Well maybe a bit, but
not too. Well Maybe a lot I would rather be a girly girl.”
He giggled & thought what was happening to him, while failing to notice how his backpack became pink with Hello Kitty and pink zippers.
"Me: If ya were a girl... Would yar hair be straight or curly?"
He giggled & thought what was happening to him, while failing to notice how his backpack became pink with Hello Kitty and pink zippers.
"Me: If ya were a girl... Would yar hair be straight or curly?"
Lance
thought “I’d like long, curly, wavy, perfect, Celtic goddess-like hair
permanently and permanently flawless, perfect, goddess-like skin, that
would never scar, dry out, bruises, age, etc. No matter how much
fighting I do.”
As he wiped his eyes before passing both hands up to his scalp, then paused when he felt his hair. It was now exactly like he described. He felt his skin it was exactly like he described it to. He panicked and thought “What’s going on? What's happening to me?” For a second before reality changed itself and history rewrote itself, again, to make him except it as normal.
"Me: If ya were a girl... what would be yar favorite color?"
As he wiped his eyes before passing both hands up to his scalp, then paused when he felt his hair. It was now exactly like he described. He felt his skin it was exactly like he described it to. He panicked and thought “What’s going on? What's happening to me?” For a second before reality changed itself and history rewrote itself, again, to make him except it as normal.
"Me: If ya were a girl... what would be yar favorite color?"
He
took a moment to think. "Pink, Purple, Scarlet red and Black." He
answered as he soon noticed his shirt changed from it's original color
and design to one with a baby pink rose with a dark purple stem on the
background and his shorts turned into a pair of black jeans studded with
dark red jewels for a second before reality changed itself and history
rewrote itself, once again, to make him except it as normal.
"Me: If ya were a girl... what color would yar hair be?"
“I’d like to have Ginger hair, but I don’t want to end up graying ever, after all who doesn't love a fiery red-head” He wrote.
"Me: If ya were a girl... what color would yar eyes be?"
He took a moment to think. “I’d like to have Beautiful Dark vibrant green eyes, though I’d prefer keeping my 20-20 vision.” Lance answered as his eyes stung for a moment and then his eyes changed from deep blue to a dark vibrant radiant shade of Green
"Me: If ya were a girl... what color would yar voice sound like?"
"Me: If ya were a girl... what color would yar hair be?"
“I’d like to have Ginger hair, but I don’t want to end up graying ever, after all who doesn't love a fiery red-head” He wrote.
"Me: If ya were a girl... what color would yar eyes be?"
He took a moment to think. “I’d like to have Beautiful Dark vibrant green eyes, though I’d prefer keeping my 20-20 vision.” Lance answered as his eyes stung for a moment and then his eyes changed from deep blue to a dark vibrant radiant shade of Green
"Me: If ya were a girl... what color would yar voice sound like?"
"Like
a cheerful sweet girl with high pitched girly voice." He answered as
his voice became so seductive, that any men (who have not found their
one true love/soulmate and are not gay) would instantly become seduced
upon hearing it.
"Me: If ya were a girl... would ya like makeup?"
“Absolutely, well which girl doesn't like their face made-up like a total doll.”
“Absolutely, well which girl doesn't like their face made-up like a total doll.”
He giggled while answering
while the taste of dark pink lip-gloss felt strange on his chapped lips
as he felt his lips become perfect and bimbo-like for a second before
reality changed itself and history rewrote itself, yet again, to make
him except it as normal. The pimples disappearing from his face,
revealing smooth, perfect, and doll-like soft skin that now matched that
on his arms and hands. Looking down at them, he noticed that his nails
were now much longer, perfect, and girly with dark red on them. For a
second before reality changed itself and history rewrote itself to make
him except it as normal. Had he been able to look at his reflection, he
would have noticed the purple mascara and eye-liner. In fact, had he
been able to look at himself, he would have noticed his smaller nose,
more prominent cheekbones and cuter visage along with his beautiful
smile & perfectly whitened teeth.
"Me: If ya were a girl... would ya be sporty?"
Lance taking not even a moment to think, he wrote "yes, like a cute red-headed Ballet Dancer or a Cheerleader should be.".
He looked at his arms as his fingers lengthened and hands changed, then smiled as he noticed sleek, toned muscles appeared. Making a curl, he looked happy to see how his body was changing for a second before reality changed itself and history rewrote itself to make him except it as normal.
"Me: If ya were a girl... would ya wear high heels?"
"Me: If ya were a girl... would ya be sporty?"
Lance taking not even a moment to think, he wrote "yes, like a cute red-headed Ballet Dancer or a Cheerleader should be.".
He looked at his arms as his fingers lengthened and hands changed, then smiled as he noticed sleek, toned muscles appeared. Making a curl, he looked happy to see how his body was changing for a second before reality changed itself and history rewrote itself to make him except it as normal.
"Me: If ya were a girl... would ya wear high heels?"
“I would definitely, a pair of red high-heeled shoes made especially for me, the red Celtic beauty.”
Pushing against his seat slightly, looked down and noticed his pair of black and grey shoes turning into pair of long red high-heeled shoes made especially for him for a second before reality changed itself and history rewrote itself to make him except it as normal.
"Me: If ya were a girl... would ya wear a short-skirt?"
He knew what to answer for this one. “Of course, I like love skirts – especially short skimpy ones -, but I wouldn't wear just that. If it could make my legs look perfect and goddess like, I’d like hug it.”
Pushing against his seat slightly, looked down and noticed his pair of black and grey shoes turning into pair of long red high-heeled shoes made especially for him for a second before reality changed itself and history rewrote itself to make him except it as normal.
"Me: If ya were a girl... would ya wear a short-skirt?"
He knew what to answer for this one. “Of course, I like love skirts – especially short skimpy ones -, but I wouldn't wear just that. If it could make my legs look perfect and goddess like, I’d like hug it.”
He
felt a pair of purple panties appeared, covering his legs under a pink
short skirt, which made his legs womanly as they lengthened and
slenderized into doll-like like perfection though the bulge in his
panties still showed a little through his skirt, which wasn't the nicest
of sights while unbeknownst to him his mind already started changing to
that of a cute bimbo girly girl.
"Me: If ya were a girl... would ya wear jewelry?"
It was another easy answer (because he was slowly becoming the red-headed Celtic beauty that he proclaimed be). “I’d really like to wear a pair of pearl earrings and a pair of matching pearl bracelets.” He began writing. A painful stinging sensation stuck as he felt his ear lobes pierced, linked to small almost black colored silver loop appeared on his cute dainty feminine hands.
"Me: If ya were a girl... what size would yar breasts would be?"
Taking a risk, he tried a number. “I’d like the biggest size that wouldn't sag. Ummm maybe a DD would be nice. Also, I want them to feel natural soft & plush, and not look all veiny, even if they are sensitive.”
He tried not to cause a ruckus as he felt his nipples grow, the sensation of his breasts growing underneath was giving him all sorts of chills as they grew large, barely sagging as they rested proudly on his chest, muscles adapting to keep balanced and to avoid back pain. They were soft round yet perky supple chest pillows.
"Me: If ya were a girl... what size would ya be into hung hot black muscular stud?"
"Like what kind of question is this." he answered using up the last of his old self's [which has finally figured out what was going on] will that hadn't given into his new self's personality in the process. Trying to keep his feelings in check was hard, with a ready-and-willing erection and two nipples just as stiff. The image of a black god among men was tempting, but there was a sign of relief as his Long-Dong shrunk away like a punctured balloon, causing ‘HIM’… well now a ‘HER’ to blush as she peeked down at it.
"Me: If ya were a girl... would ya wear jewelry?"
It was another easy answer (because he was slowly becoming the red-headed Celtic beauty that he proclaimed be). “I’d really like to wear a pair of pearl earrings and a pair of matching pearl bracelets.” He began writing. A painful stinging sensation stuck as he felt his ear lobes pierced, linked to small almost black colored silver loop appeared on his cute dainty feminine hands.
"Me: If ya were a girl... what size would yar breasts would be?"
Taking a risk, he tried a number. “I’d like the biggest size that wouldn't sag. Ummm maybe a DD would be nice. Also, I want them to feel natural soft & plush, and not look all veiny, even if they are sensitive.”
He tried not to cause a ruckus as he felt his nipples grow, the sensation of his breasts growing underneath was giving him all sorts of chills as they grew large, barely sagging as they rested proudly on his chest, muscles adapting to keep balanced and to avoid back pain. They were soft round yet perky supple chest pillows.
"Me: If ya were a girl... what size would ya be into hung hot black muscular stud?"
"Like what kind of question is this." he answered using up the last of his old self's [which has finally figured out what was going on] will that hadn't given into his new self's personality in the process. Trying to keep his feelings in check was hard, with a ready-and-willing erection and two nipples just as stiff. The image of a black god among men was tempting, but there was a sign of relief as his Long-Dong shrunk away like a punctured balloon, causing ‘HIM’… well now a ‘HER’ to blush as she peeked down at it.
"Me: If ya were a girl... would ya shave?"
Lance didn't like the idea of shaving, all. “Like there is no way I’d do those pesky stuff, rather not have any body hair except my eyebrows– thin and of course perfectly arched eyebrows – long heavy eyelashes and the hair on my totally.” She was barely surprised when she noticed her arm hair vanish and felt no sign any other hair. Her eyelashes grew a lot longer, while her eyebrows slimmed down into a more appropriate size.
"Me: If ya were a girl... would ya use pads or tampons?"
That one was a bit of a blunt. Maybe it hurts to use pads? She didn’t knew because she was all new to this. Which one was more practical though? Best she could do was guess. “If there’s a way to make tampons comfortable, I’ll do that.”
As her vaginal region finally grew in, she felt something inside. Memories of knowing how to use tampons came to her mind, as well as tricks on how to put them in without too much discomfort.
"Me: If ya were a girl... what type of top would you be wearing right now?
Looking down at the shirt she wore she realized it was not fit for a Celtic Beauty like her "I would be wearing a black lacy sleeveless top".
Instantly her shirt’s fabrics turned into a black lacy sleeveless top.
Lance didn't like the idea of shaving, all. “Like there is no way I’d do those pesky stuff, rather not have any body hair except my eyebrows– thin and of course perfectly arched eyebrows – long heavy eyelashes and the hair on my totally.” She was barely surprised when she noticed her arm hair vanish and felt no sign any other hair. Her eyelashes grew a lot longer, while her eyebrows slimmed down into a more appropriate size.
"Me: If ya were a girl... would ya use pads or tampons?"
That one was a bit of a blunt. Maybe it hurts to use pads? She didn’t knew because she was all new to this. Which one was more practical though? Best she could do was guess. “If there’s a way to make tampons comfortable, I’ll do that.”
As her vaginal region finally grew in, she felt something inside. Memories of knowing how to use tampons came to her mind, as well as tricks on how to put them in without too much discomfort.
"Me: If ya were a girl... what type of top would you be wearing right now?
Looking down at the shirt she wore she realized it was not fit for a Celtic Beauty like her "I would be wearing a black lacy sleeveless top".
Instantly her shirt’s fabrics turned into a black lacy sleeveless top.
"Me: If ya were a girl... would ya be wearing briefs, bikini, thong or boxers?"
“I’m thinking of bikini.” The feel of fabric slinking and shrinking felt almost like a wedgie until it became more comfortable around her toned Celtic Bimbo Like round heart-shaped butt cheeks.
“I’m thinking of bikini.” The feel of fabric slinking and shrinking felt almost like a wedgie until it became more comfortable around her toned Celtic Bimbo Like round heart-shaped butt cheeks.
"Me: If ya were a girl... what type of bra would ya be wearing?”
Looking down at her massive chest, Lance cupped her boobies for an instant to get a feel, then placed her hands back on the keyboard to type. “A swimsuit bikini top matching to my panties of course to keep my breasts safe from sagging, and something a bit more silky satin-like in private.”
It felt a relief for her when her matching bikini top appeared on her massive breasts, soon followed by the knowledge of how to use them.
Looking down at her massive chest, Lance cupped her boobies for an instant to get a feel, then placed her hands back on the keyboard to type. “A swimsuit bikini top matching to my panties of course to keep my breasts safe from sagging, and something a bit more silky satin-like in private.”
It felt a relief for her when her matching bikini top appeared on her massive breasts, soon followed by the knowledge of how to use them.
"Me: If ya were a girl...
what would be yar intelligence? One being stupid and ten being high
enough to drive the class nerd up the wall."
“Umm like totally zero… I guess?” She blinked and stare vacantly. Well I am red-headed bimbo cheerleader Celtic Bimbo after all and should like totally dumb.” She thought and wrote
“Umm like totally zero… I guess?” She blinked and stare vacantly. Well I am red-headed bimbo cheerleader Celtic Bimbo after all and should like totally dumb.” She thought and wrote
Information
drained out of her brain as synapses were made as zero knowledge flowed
through her mind giving her access to 0% of her brain's capacity and
thus truly making her the cutest pout-making bimbo with a dumb vacant
cute look. Mind only filled with thought of cock & cum.
"Me: if ya were a girl... How old would you be, how tall would you be without shoes and what would you weigh without clothes? (don't lie)”
“Like I’m thinking that being 21 YO, physically, 5’2” maybe without heels making me look only tall in 8” heels and like around 100lbs not sure with the numbers really… maybe a skinny yet curvy buxom bimbo seems like Yay.”
Losing 8” in height, weight & physique as everything changed around her while her new memories flooded her mind: She was now the most cheerful cutest slutty Red-headed Celtic Bimbo of Master Lucifer and wouldn’t want it any other way. She loved Master’s huge black 20” pole and the white batter it leaked.
"Me: if ya were a girl... How old would you be, how tall would you be without shoes and what would you weigh without clothes? (don't lie)”
“Like I’m thinking that being 21 YO, physically, 5’2” maybe without heels making me look only tall in 8” heels and like around 100lbs not sure with the numbers really… maybe a skinny yet curvy buxom bimbo seems like Yay.”
Losing 8” in height, weight & physique as everything changed around her while her new memories flooded her mind: She was now the most cheerful cutest slutty Red-headed Celtic Bimbo of Master Lucifer and wouldn’t want it any other way. She loved Master’s huge black 20” pole and the white batter it leaked.
"Me: if ya were a girl... What’d yar name be?”
"Like Bimbo Lana Totally sounds Yum & awesome" she wrote.
"Like Bimbo Lana Totally sounds Yum & awesome" she wrote.
With
that her mind took over completely and Lance... Now Lana was surprised
how she accepted all of it as the reality and history around her changed
completely. She was now a cute slutty red-headed Celtic Bimbo for me,
Master Lucifer to do as I please with. As soon as the transformation was
done Lana quickly started her webcam to connect to a video chat with me
as she showed off her beautiful body to me on a cute video chat
session. Later that day we met and had an amazing night as she showed
how flexible her new body just got as she didn't missed a single chance
to thank me for doing this to her.
P.S.: This caption got really Long. Didn't thought it'd be so long. Though really grateful to YurixTheWanderer & his original creation TG Questionaire goes online for making this amazing TG Questionnaire.
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