But where's da massive milky honkers Peepee?!?!
For real though, not a super traditional MtF caption but I like these little 'snippet' captions that just show a short little scene. Plus, the image just gave me an idea and I had to write it lol.
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“Huff- Huff- Huff-” Your clothes stuck to your body as you and your buddy, who was a few strides ahead of you, went for your regular jog through the park. The soft spring sun gave you a good sweat which made the wispy cool breeze feel nice against your lightly tanned skin. “Hey Blake? Huff- Want to take a- Huff- breather?”
“Huff- Sure.” Your friend nodded as he slowed his jog down and came to a stop, with you following suit. He slung his backpack around in front of him and pulled out his bottle. “Want yours?”
“I’m good.” Blake shrugged as he unscrewed the cap to his water bottle then proceeded to gulp down mouthfuls of water. “Man, I really should’ve brought a towel or something today. It is hot!”You gave an unsatisfactory wipe to your forehead with the back of your forearm as you complained to your friend before grabbing the bottom hem of your t-shirt and lifting the fabric to your face to wipe away the sweat.
“Mmm hmm!” Blake sputtered into his bottle before he suddenly dropped it, sprayed water from his mouth, and rushed over to you. Before you could react he had yanked your shirt away from you and yanked it back down. “Woah, woah, woah, woah! Let’s not do that.”
You: “Wha-? Why not? I’m just wiping my face.”
“Really?!” Blake stared at you with a perplexed, dumbfounded look on his face. “You can’t you know… because of the…” He raised his hands in front of his chest and vaguely gestured.
“Dude, stop being weird…” You reached down for the bottom hem of your shirt once more but before you could lift it Blake had wrapped his arms around your wrists with an iron, slightly painful grip. “Ouch dude! Come on!” You tried to yank your hands away from him but he had you good.
“Hey! Stop fighting me!” Blake shouted in a hushed voice as he looked around at the half dozen or so people who were now staring at him with scorn in their eyes. He hesitated for a moment before finally blurting out. “You just flashed your tits man!”
You halted your attempts at breaking free from his grasp and froze. You did have tits now. You did just flash everyone who was now staring at the both of you. And your cheeks now burned red with embarrassment. How could you forget that your Ex had somehow turned you into a woman a few weeks ago when you broke up with her?! You pulled your arms away from Blake who now had loosened his grip on you but you couldn’t bear to look him in the face. Instead you began jogging again, leaving Blake even more confused as you left him behind. Before you got too far away from him you turned around and shouted, “Are you just gonna stand there? Come on!” You gestured for him to follow, taking his hurried attempt to throw everything into his bag as confirmation before turning away again and jogging off, knowing that he’d catch up to you in no time.