TG Sorcerer's Captions and Stories

 

Finally, summer! School was over, and Andy was taking a well-deserved break before starting his job hunt to find something to do with his brand-new degree. Currently he was in the process of tearing down his dorm room, taking down posters, storing clothes in his suitcases, and doing a bit of final cleaning up when he suddenly heard a knock at his door. Going to answer the door, he was surprised to find a woman in a suit with tightly knotted hair holding a clipboard, eyes focused on the paper before her, not even looking up as she asked. "Are you Andrew Stevens?" He looked up at her. She was tall and beautiful, but something seemed strange about her. He nodded, smiling, but couldn’t help but still feel worried a little. Was this some legal stuff? Was he in trouble? "Yes, I'm Andrew and who are you?" "Who I am is not important." She says, walking right past him into his room, not even bothering to look up. She jots a few things down before ...

 

 

 

 

You were shopping at the mall, browsing some thrift shop for affordable clothing that was still in good enough shape to last. While looking over a t-shirt, you noticed a customer walk in. Normally you wouldn’t be the kind of guy that minds anyone else’s business, but this man was downright strange, wearing a large, hooded cloak that left his face his shadow. You figured he must either be into cosplay, or very strange, and were about to return to your business when you noticed him raising a hand towards the cashier, an older woman in her fifties, suddenly shifted, becoming a very tall and muscular young man, wearing make-up and a pride flag t-shirt, leaving no doubt to his sexual orientation. But despite having transformed drastically, the newly made gay man did not flinch or panic, assuming his role immediately, and keeping his spot at the register. Before anyone had a chance to react, he turned to the couple who had been in the process of paying, waving at them as well. In an instant,...

Contrary to what you would initially believe, Tricksters absolutely despise the first of April. Being fervent pranksters themselves, there are many reasons that they hold such contempt for this day of jokes and foolery. The primary one being the fact that all these amateurs out there make such a poor job of setting up pranks and jokes on their peers. All these half-baked pranks, all these lame punchlines with no rhyme or reason, it really undermines the whole work, the art of the Trickster, these beings that consider themselves as godlike beings, creatures that view all of humanity as simple playthings, subjects for their crazy and twisted pranks. And so, on this cursed day, the Tricksters walk around, on the lookout for would be pranksters, and make sure that their pitiful attempts at a joke backfire in some way, to teach them a lesson in trickery that they will never forget. The first person to be the target of a Trickster’s ire was a retail store worker named Karl. This obnoxious ...

You should really have kept your tongue when you started complaining how horrible you life was at that restaurant. Both of them were in steady relationships, and with their combined income with their spouses had both managed to save up and buy a house. You on the other end were still single, and unable to hold a relationship for longer than a couple of years, and still renting out an apartment. Sure you had a job which paid the bills, but you felt like you were stalling, and that you were falling behind everyone else in this game called life. "It's horrible! How am I ever going to find a girl, have kids, buy a house? I am almost thirty years old already, I don't want to start having kids in my forties! Women have it so much easier, they can basically pick any guy they want, and then set the term and schedule for when they want to start having kids, plus they get maternity leave... It's just not fair!" The waitress serving you took your comments very personally, an...

The pinnacle of technology, science so advanced that it can seem like magic to the vast majority of people. Enter Life Reassignment Inc., an international corporation that provides its unique and miraculous services to their clients. However, the company works from the shadow, under the mantle of a technology consulting firm, their operations hidden from the law, and the scrutiny of the Federal Trade Commission. Clients are wide ranging, varying from willing to unwilling, the products they offer sometimes comes in the form of handheld devices, phone applications, or even tailored services provided at one of their offices.  And in one such office, situated in a downtown building, shared with different businesses, the corporation offers life changing services. There, clients can select different packages, and are offered an out on their current lives, selecting characteristics and traits for their new bodies, new lives, new realities. Deluxe packages let client choose a variety of sp...