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“This Halloween blows!” Glen grumbled, kicking his littered candy wrappers into the vacant streets. “Not a single slutty girl tonight, and this candy was shit. What I’d give to see a blonde bombshell.”

To Glen’s left, thick gray smoke puffed out of the sewer grate just beyond his prefrail vision, growing thicker every second. Eventually, the rancid smell of eggs caused Glen to audibly gag and turn his attention to the anomaly. “The hell?”

As quickly as the smoke appeared, it dissipated, leaving Glen coughing violently as a looming figure stared at him. “What would you give, son?” the figure asked. “To see such beauty?”

Still coughing, Glen dismissed with an aggressive, “Anything.” A loud bone-crunching snap filled the vacant air as Glen screamed in agony. His wimpy physical build collapsed harshly into itself, cracking bones, rippling muscle, and reforming his skin, morphing him into what he wanted the most: a blonde bombshell. Breasts sprouted from his chest, his figure slimming further down and his privates shriveling inwards. Once the painful process was finished, a poof sounded, and blonde hair fell cutely down his face as Glen sobbed.

“I hope this will suffice,” the figured laughed, turning away. “Hope you can help with the Halloween blow.” Glen paid the figure no attention; all he could think about was meeting a cute guy.

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If you could, please provide feedback, so I can create better caption stories! If you like what you see follow me here and robinstgcaptions.blogspot.com/ for more caption stories. Thank you for viewing and have a great day!

“This Halloween blows!” Glen grumbled, kicking his littered candy wrappers into the vacant streets. “Not a single slutty girl tonight, and this candy was shit. What I’d give to see a blonde bombshell.”

To Glen’s left, thick gray smoke puffed out of the sewer grate just beyond his prefrail vision, growing thicker every second. Eventually, the rancid smell of eggs caused Glen to audibly gag and turn his attention to the anomaly. “The hell?”

As quickly as the smoke appeared, it dissipated, leaving Glen coughing violently as a looming figure stared at him. “What would you give, son?” the figure asked. “To see such beauty?”

Still coughing, Glen dismissed with an aggressive, “Anything.” A loud bone-crunching snap filled the vacant air as Glen screamed in agony. His wimpy physical build collapsed harshly into itself, cracking bones, rippling muscle, and reforming his skin, morphing him into what he wanted the most: a blonde bombshell. Breasts sprouted from his chest, his figure slimming further down and his privates shriveling inwards. Once the painful process was finished, a poof sounded, and blonde hair fell cutely down his face as Glen sobbed.

“I hope this will suffice,” the figured laughed, turning away. “Hope you can help with the Halloween blow.” Glen paid the figure no attention; all he could think about was meeting a cute guy.

Please let me know what you think of this type of story and what you all would like to see in the future.