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My first caption! Please feel free to leave any suggestions or criticism in the comments, hopefully this is the first of many! And welcome, all who see this, to Shadeville!

I do not own the art in this image.
It belongs to its owner or owners.

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Troy Moore was Shadeville's most notorious washout. In his prime, Troy had been the local football team's star quarterback. His jet-black hair and rippling muscle rarely leaving him in bed alone. Life had always seemed to work out for him. That is, until a year ago when he was denied a scholarship to his dream school due as a result of his poor grades. After that, Troy spiraled into a multitude of vices and coping mechanisms. He excessively drank, smoked, and partied, each one taking a sizable toll on his wallet. Finally, his parents decided they were finished supporting his debaucherous lifestyle, so they cut him off. "Crap crap crap" Troy was panicking after hearing the news that he had been cut off from his only source of funding. " Okay, Troy, deep breaths, in .... and out." He spoke to himself to calm his nerves. "You never think well when you're horny. So let's call up a whore, and we'll worry about what to do from there." The idea seemed genius to him as he foolishly ignored that he had no money with which to pay her.

A few hours later...

"Whew!" Troy fell back on his mattress with a muffled thump. "You certainly know what you're doing, Morgana!" Troy exclaimed to the prostitute who had already begun reapplying her makeup. " Well duh," She says, a hint of boredom in her voice. "It is my job, after all. Now, that'll be fifty bucks." She holds her hand out at him expectantly. Suddenly, Troy remembers the predicament for which he called her in the first place as he desperately begins rifling through his wallet, already knowing full well that he can't afford that. "Ah crap," He begins, speaking in an apologetic tone. "It seems I don't have that much on me right now... Would you mind putting it on a tab?" A look of annoyance appears on Morgana's face as he says this. "That's strange because I remember agreeing over the phone that you'd pay in cash tonight." She replies with a sarcastic edge in her tone as she's annoyed by this man's incompetence. Suddenly, Morgana has a realization, and a sinister grin appears on her face. "But that's okay, I can think of another way you can pay us off..." Troy sighs in relief as she says this, "Thank you so much, I'll do whatever it takes to pay yo- Mmff?!" Troy is taken by surprise as Morgana leans in and gives him a passionate kiss. Troy's face begins to feel fuzzy as he pulls away from her. "What was that about?!" Troy exclaims, taken aback by her unusual display of affection. Morgana simply giggles as she pulls out a pocket mirror, revealing that Troy's face has become much cuter and petite. Troy tentatively raises a hand to his face as his black hair begins to cascade down his back. "Wh-what, but how?" Troy mutters as he finds the changes to his face to be no illusion. Suddenly, he winces as his shoulders crack together and his hard-earned muscles begin to redistribute as a thin layer of fat across his body, giving him a soft, petite, and almost feminine silhouette. "What are you doing to me?!" He demands. Morgana giggles before responding, "Isn't it obvious? I'm helping you pay me back!" Troy's retort is interrupted as his hips crack outward and his rear begins to swell. He gazes on in horror as his previously flat ass becomes round and bubbly, his thighs following suit as they plump up to become soft and pillowy. " Stop this right nooooOOOOooo~" He's interrupted by his moans as his nipples expand and become more sensitive. He quickly moves his hands up, holding them on his chest as though he can push back the coming change. Flesh bubbles up behind his nipples, gradually overflowing his now delicate and petite hands as two huge breasts continue to push out from his chest, his attempts at prevention only arousing him further. Observing him, Morgana gives a sly smirk, "This part's my favorite." Before Troy can even ask what she means, a wet popping sound and explosion of pleasure signifies his entrance to womanhood. "Aaaaiiieeeeeeeeee~" Troy squeals in arousal. "Now, let's put you to work," Morgana says, a malicious look on her face as her eyes begin to glow.

The next day...

Two men are seated at a table in the popular Shadeville brothel, "The Coven". One of the men whistles as an unfamiliar face goes by. "Check out the tits on her!" He exclaims to the man next to him. "Her? Oh, that's the new girl, Trixie. She just started today but her 'whatever' attitude has already made her a huge hit! In fact, I've already managed to get her reserved for later tonight." The man responds, his face glowing with pride. "Lucky," The first man answers, "I guess I'll have to try again next weekend."

Description
My first caption! Please feel free to leave any suggestions or criticism in the comments, hopefully this is the first of many! And welcome, all who see this, to Shadeville!

I do not own the art in this image.
It belongs to its owner or owners.

www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/7782…

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Troy Moore was Shadeville's most notorious washout. In his prime, Troy had been the local football team's star quarterback. His jet-black hair and rippling muscle rarely leaving him in bed alone. Life had always seemed to work out for him. That is, until a year ago when he was denied a scholarship to his dream school due as a result of his poor grades. After that, Troy spiraled into a multitude of vices and coping mechanisms. He excessively drank, smoked, and partied, each one taking a sizable toll on his wallet. Finally, his parents decided they were finished supporting his debaucherous lifestyle, so they cut him off. "Crap crap crap" Troy was panicking after hearing the news that he had been cut off from his only source of funding. " Okay, Troy, deep breaths, in .... and out." He spoke to himself to calm his nerves. "You never think well when you're horny. So let's call up a whore, and we'll worry about what to do from there." The idea seemed genius to him as he foolishly ignored that he had no money with which to pay her.

A few hours later...

"Whew!" Troy fell back on his mattress with a muffled thump. "You certainly know what you're doing, Morgana!" Troy exclaimed to the prostitute who had already begun reapplying her makeup. " Well duh," She says, a hint of boredom in her voice. "It is my job, after all. Now, that'll be fifty bucks." She holds her hand out at him expectantly. Suddenly, Troy remembers the predicament for which he called her in the first place as he desperately begins rifling through his wallet, already knowing full well that he can't afford that. "Ah crap," He begins, speaking in an apologetic tone. "It seems I don't have that much on me right now... Would you mind putting it on a tab?" A look of annoyance appears on Morgana's face as he says this. "That's strange because I remember agreeing over the phone that you'd pay in cash tonight." She replies with a sarcastic edge in her tone as she's annoyed by this man's incompetence. Suddenly, Morgana has a realization, and a sinister grin appears on her face. "But that's okay, I can think of another way you can pay us off..." Troy sighs in relief as she says this, "Thank you so much, I'll do whatever it takes to pay yo- Mmff?!" Troy is taken by surprise as Morgana leans in and gives him a passionate kiss. Troy's face begins to feel fuzzy as he pulls away from her. "What was that about?!" Troy exclaims, taken aback by her unusual display of affection. Morgana simply giggles as she pulls out a pocket mirror, revealing that Troy's face has become much cuter and petite. Troy tentatively raises a hand to his face as his black hair begins to cascade down his back. "Wh-what, but how?" Troy mutters as he finds the changes to his face to be no illusion. Suddenly, he winces as his shoulders crack together and his hard-earned muscles begin to redistribute as a thin layer of fat across his body, giving him a soft, petite, and almost feminine silhouette. "What are you doing to me?!" He demands. Morgana giggles before responding, "Isn't it obvious? I'm helping you pay me back!" Troy's retort is interrupted as his hips crack outward and his rear begins to swell. He gazes on in horror as his previously flat ass becomes round and bubbly, his thighs following suit as they plump up to become soft and pillowy. " Stop this right nooooOOOOooo~" He's interrupted by his moans as his nipples expand and become more sensitive. He quickly moves his hands up, holding them on his chest as though he can push back the coming change. Flesh bubbles up behind his nipples, gradually overflowing his now delicate and petite hands as two huge breasts continue to push out from his chest, his attempts at prevention only arousing him further. Observing him, Morgana gives a sly smirk, "This part's my favorite." Before Troy can even ask what she means, a wet popping sound and explosion of pleasure signifies his entrance to womanhood. "Aaaaiiieeeeeeeeee~" Troy squeals in arousal. "Now, let's put you to work," Morgana says, a malicious look on her face as her eyes begin to glow.

The next day...

Two men are seated at a table in the popular Shadeville brothel, "The Coven". One of the men whistles as an unfamiliar face goes by. "Check out the tits on her!" He exclaims to the man next to him. "Her? Oh, that's the new girl, Trixie. She just started today but her 'whatever' attitude has already made her a huge hit! In fact, I've already managed to get her reserved for later tonight." The man responds, his face glowing with pride. "Lucky," The first man answers, "I guess I'll have to try again next weekend."