The Beach: Part Two

Becky sauntered along the beach, her long blonde hair flowing in the wind almost colliding with the ice creams she had just bought. Dressed in a skimpy pink bikini she attracted a lot of attention and loved every minute of it. She always flashed back a wink and a grin at whichever man’s eyes caught hers. By contrast Samantha was dressed a little too warmly for a day on the beach as a brown shawl covered her shoulders with black socks and Doc Marten boots covering her feet. Her one concession to the beach was the blue one-piece swimsuit she wore and not even the sun would make her look up from her Charles Dickens omnibus. The one thing that did make her do so though was a mint choc-chip ice cream casually placed in the large tome like a bookmark and a giggling Becky as she licked her raspberry ripple; the colour almost matching her bright red fingernails. The two girls, both in their early 20s were college roommates but had very different outlooks on the day.

“Uh…thanks…I think,” said Samantha lifting the treat from the pages of her book. “Welcome!” trilled Becky. “Now are you going to put that down and come and have a swim with me? You said you would try and enjoy the day.” “How can I with all this revision and college starting up in a few weeks. You know, you should be doing this too!” “I will do but c’mon Sam it’s summer. We’re entitled to a break to recharge our thingummies,” “Yeah, and we both know what you like to plug into to recharge,” Samantha noted as two men with washboard chests and tiny Speedos jogged by and caught Becky’s eye. “I can’t help it if there are so many hotties down…” her voice trailed off as the beach went silent and a bell tolled somewhere in the background.

The ice creams were the first casualty as the girls dropped them into the sand with Samantha’s book making a dull thud as it hit the ground when she stood up but yet she didn’t seem to worry as they were both caught in the Silent Swapper’s trance. The two friends then began undressing and switching clothes. It didn’t take Becky long to untie her short bikini and take off her pink flip-flops to present them to Samantha while the other girl peeled off her layers. A few moments ago Samantha, as much as she liked her friend, would not have been seen dead in her beach attire but now she casually slipped into it as if she had done so that morning; tying the top around her neck as a bigger chest filled it up and pulling up the thong bikini bottom which accentuated her ass as it was rounding itself out. Her skin was a little more tanned and evidence of a skincare regime could be seen. Smart red fingernails replaced her stubby ones and long brown hair with pink highlights replaced her black bob. She slid her feet, also with matching red toenails, into Becky’s pink flip-flops.

Becky’s skin grew less tanned and a little greasier to match a life spent inside reading as she dressed in Samantha’s blue swimsuit that covered more of her body than she usually liked. She pulled on the black socks over her now colourless toenails and covered them in the black boots with the thick soles. As her once bright blonde hair dulled and shortened itself into a dirty brown bob, she pulled the brown shawl over her shoulders and gave a shiver. Her nails grew shorter and she picked up the book from the sand. Becky then gave Samantha her hot pink heart-shaped sunglasses from the top of her head in exchange for her more functional silver reading glasses and took her seat on the blanket. Time soon restarted and the chatter from the beach filled the air once more.

“What…was I saying?” Sammie looked puzzled. “Oh darn and where’s my ice cream!” “You probably ate it,” Rebecca looked up from her book, wiping the sand away “What the hell happened to this? Did I fall asleep?” “Probably. That book looks way boring,” snorted Sammie. “See, just another reason why you shouldn’t be reading at the beach. Come for a swim with me, pleeease!” “Ok, ok, maybe in like half an hour. I need to sort this out” she replied. Sammie looked up as a new car arrived in the car park and suddenly her face lit up. “Oooh fresh fish! I’m gonna go and greet them” she smiled, adjusting her bikini slightly and prancing away. “Typical. Those poor dudes,” Rebecca smiled and said to herself as she turned the page and resumed reading her book.

The Beach: Part One

 It was a warm and sunny day at Brincombe with many locals and visitors taking advantage of the good weather and the Bank Holiday to spend the day at the local beach. While the weather was warm, a chill was about to hit the beach and spread along the coast. It would change everything for the people enjoying the day but only last for a few moments and leave no memory of its visit. The Silent Swapper was in town for the day.

Trying to keep up with demand at the Vanilla Skies ice cream shack was Kelly Matthews. The dark haired 21 year old was relieved to have just finished serving a long queue with her last two ices, a mint choc-chip and a raspberry ripple, to a blonde girl in a skimpy pink bikini, and she was about ready to collapse into a chair. The company uniform wasn’t too flattering with its red polo shirt, black knee length skirt and white apron. When she took the job she thought it would be wonderful to spend summer by the beach however the idea that she would actually need to do some work didn’t seem to hit home then as much as it did now. She glanced out over the rest of the beach patrons with jealousy and then turned to her boss Brian Long, nearly twenty years older and sat scribbling in the corner at his small wooden desk at the back of the small, wooden shack. He was dressed similarly in a red shirt and black trousers both of which had seen better days. “That was quite a long one that last one,” she said. He grunted a little. “Could have done with help,” she continued. “Really, really quite long…” “Yes, yes I get the idea. Privilege of rank, Kelly,” he turned around sighing. “Once you get to wear this fantastic yellow apron,” Brian replied twanging his apron strings, “you’ve really made it in this world and while you get smile at the great British public, I get to sit here crunching the numbers and wonder where we’ve lost five boxes of flakes in the last week,” he added through a half smile, tapping his pencil on the desk.

As Kelly turned back to face the front of the stall everything went quiet. Somewhere in the distance a clock bell sounded and a breeze swept through the vicinity. The whole beach became enraptured in its spell. Up and down the sandy coast the patrons began switching clothes with one another. Back in the shack, Brian and Kelly turned to face each other, both in a trance, and started to strip off. As they shed another layer they began to hand the garments to each other. Brian struggled into Kelly’s pale blue bra and knickers set, putting it on as if he had his whole life, while she pulled his rather large white boxer shorts. Already their bodies began to change to fit their new outfits.

As Brian pulled on Kelly’s red polo shirt and black skirt, the years were wound back and he became a twentysomething again. His hair grew darker and longer, breasts filled out his shirt and the bulge disappeared from his knickers. As Kelly pulled on Brian’s rather older red polo shirt she started gaining a few more muscles as well as another couple of decades. Short brown haired topped her head and her breasts disappeared into her chest as she pulled up Brian’s trousers (complete with bulge) and tied the laces on his black, shiny shoes as he did the same with her light blue Chuck Taylors. Then they switched the all important aprons before Kelly removed what little make-up she usually wore and Brian grabbed her handbag to add a touch to his own new face. A little red lipstick and some eyeshadow worked wonders.

 Time unfroze and suddenly Brianna and Ken were left looking at other. “Um, that was weird…did you just feel something,” Brianna said looking around. “Perhaps the tide’s about to come in,” Ken mused before sitting back down at the desk. “Anyway you have customers” he indicated to a group approaching the shack “and I have flakes to find.” “One day, I’ll wear that apron!” she said defiantly. “Good I can retire and you can chase up lost confectionary” “Oh it’s probably the seagulls or the mice aga…” Brianna blushed and turned to face her customer a very round, very red man “aga…a good day to you sir, how can I help you today?” she smiled. 

Ten Years of Terri

This week I celebrated my tenth anniversary on Rachel's Haven so I wrote the below post to sum up my feelings.

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Well everybody, today marks a whole decade since I joined the Haven and it's been such an amazing experience. Transformative in many ways.

I can't remember what drew me to the Haven initially but I do remember Leila Stoat posted some of her caps (with her own illustrations) on DeviantArt and it set me thinking. I was looking for a place to explore my kinks for CD, personality change and gender transformation and at the time I just used to do it in chat rooms. I had a few long, dark nights of the soul and did some things I'm not proud of but today I look back at it as something which set me on the path to where I am now. Initially I remember trying a sissy school forum but it never felt like a good fit. I heard a lot of good things about this site plus I had started reading some blogs that mentioned the site as well.

Initially I didn't know if I was going to post caps or not but I was interested in reading them. Not quite sure what happened but I guess inspiration struck and I decided to give it a shot. The first one I did was for the August 2010 caption contest and I think the first personal one I did was for Totalditz whose blog I was already avidly following. I guess it took off from there as I started doing it more and more.

It's been wonderful to write captions over all these years. Kinks are very personal things so when someone tells me that I hit all their buttons and maybe found a few new ones then I feel very proud of myself. Over the years I've also found out more about myself and moved into some areas I didn't think would excite me but I found a way to do it. Although a cap you do for someone obviously has to hit their buttons if it works for you as well then it gives you the impetus to make it better. Like telling a joke, you're the first one that should find it funny because if you don't then no-one else probably will. Even though I may berate myself for not doing more fiction writing over the years I remember my caps and feel that I've done a good job, essentially writing micro-stories and putting them out there. Lately I seem to favour dialogue-only caps but I really enjoy working in that medium especially when I'm writing an Ember Montoya cap. I could just write her dialogue for days as she's such a fun character. I hope I have made some people happy over the years and although I haven't done a lot over the last year or so I'm hoping to rectify that soon. I'm also pleased to have entered practically every monthly caption contest on here.

I'm so pleased to have made so many friends and capping partners over the years like Dementia, Totalditz, Licy, Jinny, Steffie, Evie, Crow, Jay, Chelsea and countless others and thanks also to Rachel for setting up this whole place.  I feel that this forum has also helped me to develop in real life and has give me more confidence to try crossdressing and live out some of my fantasies, broadly speaking, and although I've seen people move away once they have translated their feelings into real life, whether it's dressing or transitioning or just moving on with their lives, I don't think I've lost the want to make captions or the stories that come to me at the oddest of times in the strangest situations.

Thanks for a great decade, Haven 

Summer Fun #2

Unfortunately I still haven't had the time to work up some of the stuff I've wanted to for this blog but I hope to have a little something at the weekend. 

In the meantime, here's another summer based caption which was originally created for the July 2014 caption contest on Rachel's Haven with the theme of water- based transformation. Bikini Beach was a no-no so I invented my own take on it which ended up becoming a Famous Five pastiche. 

Enjoy!

One Piece Swimsuit Cove (2014)

Short Dresses and Summer Fun

As I said last week there's quite a lot of stuff I want to do but time and equipment seems to be a factor especially this week since work has been a lot busier and I think I've been a bit more slack since lockdown. 

I did find the time to buy a dress though. It's black and covered with white flowers, like a couple of other dresses I own, with long sleeves and it's a bit shorter than I would have liked so probably one to wear with tights. One reason I liked it was because it's quite 1960s which is always a plus with me. I've seen people wear shorter though so I should be able to make it work. It does seem appropriate that I'm working my way through 1960s Doctor Who too. Perhaps I now need to learn how to do mascara properly so I can really do the look. No beehives I expect though.

As I haven't got much to say this week I thought I would put up a summer-themed caption. This one was created for Jay Seaver at Rachel's Haven and features my Ember Montoya character. I've probably said this before but I love writing dialogue for her.

Enjoy!

Sand in my Bikini (2016)

My Week #8

This week I've mainly been working and continuing on with my Doctor Who rewatch however I have had some ideas about future things I'd like to do on here including putting up some more captions to celebrate my 10 years on Rachel's Haven and some tributes to some of the more stylish characters on the small screen. I've also had an idea for a short story I might write to put up here while I'm away on holiday in a few week's time. It involves a trip to the beach and my Silent Swapper entity.

Since I've been going into the office all week for the first time in months I haven't had much time to dress for work however I have now started playing around with the gender swap function on FaceApp and I'm loving the results so I'm now resisting the urge to transform all my photos. Using it on photos of me dressed though it's very much "oh so that's what that's supposed to look like". At least it's a new way of trying out certain outfit combinations and I would certainly give it a look if you're interested in what your female self would look like.

Check-Up #10

Things are still getting back to normal around here so there's not been a lot going on recently. I do want to get back to more captioning too but I'm still having some laptop issues so I'm a bit hamstrung at the moment with the amount of time I can spend on it. There's also some cosplay stuff I need to sort out plus another blog I want to start but I'm having trouble coming up with a name which is really frustrating when you want to get going on something. As you can tell by the name of this blog, I'm not the best at doing so. 

I'm also doing the Doctor Who pilgrimage which means watching every single episode from the very first back in 1963. In addition, along with season 5 of Drag Race All Stars I'm also watching yet another iteration - Canada's Drag Race which is quite good so far.

I also bought a dress recently from a local charity shop as well. It has a black, ribbed top leading into a patterned skirt. I would have preferred perhaps a houndstooth skirt but it still works well. Trouble is at the moment it feels like even more eyes are on you when you go into a shop and look around plus you have to trust your size even more than usual as there are no changing rooms. 

Just to update on my Ask Me Anything offer I put up a few weeks back on here and Rachel's Haven and unfortunately I haven't had any takers so there won't be a follow up post.

Finally, I've been going back to a story I've mentioned before on here in my Pink Library strand - With The Blink of an Eye by Brittany Montgomery which has six parts to it and is the charming story of a man who suddenly becomes a teenage girl after encountering a car of them on his way to work. It's well written and very enjoyable.

The author's page on Fictionmania is here: Brittany Montgomery