TG Sorcerer's Captions and Stories

It seemed like it could be fun. Get your fortunes read, see how ridicule or improbable they were, get a bit of a laugh out of it. You tried not to be too mean about it with the gipsy woman doing her Tarot readings, this was all in good fun, but she still seemed very offended at your incessant giggling and whispers in the ear whenever a result came up. At one point she got up. You thought that maybe she had had enough, and that the séance was over, but no, instead she beckoned you in a hidden room inside the tent, hidden behind a flap. The room was dark, illuminated only by a crystal ball sitting on a table, with no other furniture. “You wanted some real fortune telling? This Crystal Ball is actual magic, it will show you your undeniable future with your wife. Here, come have a look, if you dare.” Intrigued by the mysticism of it all, the dark atmosphere, shining crystal ball, and ominous warning from the gipsy, you couldn’t help yourselves, you just had to look. What was inside the bal...

Today is my birthday, and it has been quite lonely. So I have been preparing this little curse to make it a little less... Lonely. Now that is ready, I just need a victim, willing or not. That's when you come in. Doing door to door to promote your yard maintenance company, you knocked at my house at just the wrong time. You barely have time to start your usual speech about lawn maintenance that the curse is cast and you find yourself changing. Disoriented, it is easy for me to quickly grab you and bring you inside, to keep you from the eyes of curious neighbors. You find yourself changing at a rapid pace, growing smaller all around, except in your chest and ass, where mass seems to be accumulating. Your hair first tumbles down way past your shoulders, becoming silky smooth, then ties itself in a ponytail with a feminine head band. Your shirt becomes smaller, a bra appearing to support your huge tits, and your pants melt away, leaving you in only a pair of panties that barely cover ...