TG Sorcerer's Captions and Stories

 

 

 

“Jason? What the hell are you doing here?” Alicia exclaimed, dropping her groceries on the stand next to the door. Her fiancé, Zack, entered their home a few moments behind her, and looked similarly shocked and angry at the unexpected guest currently sitting at their kitchen table. “Hey Alicia, ‘sup Zack? How are you two cheaters doing?” Jason said in a snarky tone, venom dripping from his words as he sneered at them, not even trying to hide his contempt from his expression. “I said what the hell are you doing here Jason? This is our home, you can’t be here! We broke up years ago; are you seriously still not over it?” Alicia asked, clearly angered at her ex-boyfriend for intruding into her home. “We didn’t break up. You cheated on me. With him.” He declared sternly, nodding his head towards Zack. “And as for what I am doing here, I think a little payback is in order for all the emotional trauma you put me through.” As he spoke, he rearranged two small stacks of paper placed on th...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

    The Cursed Inheritance by TG Sorcerer “Wow, this place is really huge!” Denise walked into the house, although it was more appropriate to call it a mansion, mouth agape at the sheer size of the thing. Not only that, but the large building was located on quite a large estate, making it an incredibly valuable piece of real estate. Adam chuckled at her reaction, remembering he had acted pretty much the same way when he had first set eyes on it as well, so many years ago. “I told you my grandpa was loaded! I am just sad you never got to meet him, he really was a nice guy, and an important part of my childhood, even if we lost touch these last few years…” Adam’s chipper mood suddenly soured, the memory of his recently passed grandfather bringing up a wave of nostalgia, as well as sadness. Denise didn’t seem to pick up on this shift in attitude, too focused on the immensity of the entry hall, and the implication this had on the size of the place, and the number of ...

 

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,...

 Victor came home with a grin on his face. He was always in a good mood after work, knowing he was heading to see his wife, the love of his life. He opened the door wide, calling out: “Honey, I’m home!” Shuffling came from the kitchen area, but no one came to greet the man at the door. He quickly scurried to take off his shoes and close the door, heading directly to the kitchen. There, a woman stood, a dispassionate look on her bored face. She didn’t even acknowledge the man’s presence as he entered the room, keeping to her tasks. But despite the cold reception, he still beamed with joy, happy as could be. But his love filled eyes weren’t directed at the woman’s deep brown eyes, or even at her gorgeous face. He was staring straight at her ass. It had all changed a few days ago, when Victor and Lucille had been walking in the park, taking advantage of the shade of the trees and the light summer breeze to ward off the scorching heat. The two of them liked spending time outside like t...