Published: May 18, 2024
My one-hundred and nineteenth caption, featuring a fun idea I came up with after @TGCapsCenter kept asking me to do this very kind of caption. I obliged, while having some fun with it at the same time.
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“You know I won’t stop asking until you do it. ” TGCapsCenter joked in my DMs, getting me to roll my eyes. I knew what they were going to ask of me. I had heard this joke several times now, and it was getting just a little bit annoying. Even so, I could understand why. “Taco eating a taco to become a big titty babe. We need to see it.”
“TGCC. That’s a dumb idea and you know it.” I replied, not wanting to be too mean about it. “Fine, maybe later. I’ll work on something after I get back from the ocean.”
That wasn’t me just blowing off TGCC, I actually was going down to the ocean. It was a trip I had planned with a few of my friends, going to the East Coast to spend the week in Miami. While I would have normally said no, considering I was in the process of trying to find a job after being laid off, my friends insisted I go anyway, offering to cover my share of all the major expenses, including the hotel fees and gasoline money. I felt bad, accepting their kindness, but I didn’t want to disappoint them. So, with everything settled, we spent the next 17 hours driving non-stop in shifts down to Florida, taking little pit stops along the way. After nearly 24 hours of driving, we finally arrived in Miami, checking into our modest hotel just in time to see the beautiful sunset. We all fell asleep, ready to start our week of relaxation tomorrow.
Waking up the next morning, I left the hotel early before my friends woke up, wanting to see the sunrise and begin walking down the boardwalk. It honestly felt like being in a whole different world, being in a place with water this clear and air this crisp and humid, but I quickly began to appreciate it more as the sun rose into the sky. After making my way down a good portion of the boardwalk, I began to feel a bit peckish, and decided now was the time to grab a bite to eat for breakfast. As I looked around, a certain smell of eggs in the air caught my attention, leading me in the direction of a smaller, seaside food shack, called “Taco Bikini”. The name was completely ridiculous, but I was shocked to see a woman behind the counter wearing little except a thong, black-and-white striped bikini, a plastic, see-through “apron”, and a clear visor. She was beautiful, giving me the smallest smirk before kneeling against the counter. Asking what I wanted, I agreed to buy some breakfast tacos, chuckling as I realized the irony of this after my conversation with TGCC over 24 hours ago. Taking my tacos to the edge of the beach with me, I sat on the sand and watched the waves hit the shore. About eight minutes later, I felt a tightness build up in my stomach, and I ran to a nearby bathroom. When I sat down on the toilet though, I passed out moments later.
An unknown amount of time later, I was woken up by the sound of someone, a woman, banging against the bathroom door. In somewhat of a fugue state, I failed to notice that this wasn’t the same bathroom that I had entered previously. Instead, I looked down just slightly to see I was now sporting a huge pair of tanned breasts, barely contained by a familiar-looking bikini top. I then looked at my arms, then sides, then pushed my breasts apart to see my new belly, crotch, and thick legs. I was a babe! The woman on the other end shouted for me to get back to work, telling me there were customers waiting for me to take their orders at the front. Though I was still in a state of shock and confusion, I quickly did as the woman said, briefly looking into the mirror to see my perfect, supermodel face and the Taco Bikini uniform I was dressed in.
Walking to the front of the little taco shack, I struggled to handle the weight of the two mountains hanging off my chest. From what little knowledge I had, I guessed they must have been at least G-cups or H-cups, and every movement jiggled them immensely, even threatening to snap the thin straps holding the bikini top together. The customers were lining up for what seemed like blocks, the vast majority of them appearing to be men. It didn’t take long for me to realize most had come here just to get an eyeful of my big titty, pornstar beach babe build. I honestly couldn’t blame them, I probably would have done the same myself, but I became acutely aware of the fact that they were all undressing me with their eyes. Still, I couldn’t argue with the amount of tips they were all leaving behind, wanting to “show their appreciation”.
“Well, it seems you’re doing quite well for yourself.” I heard a female voice speak as I broke open another sleeve of quarters, looking up to see someone that was… very familiar. Brown skin, short black hair, and glasses framing an impossibly cute, somewhat motherly face. “You seem to recognize me, even IRL. I’m impressed, Taco.”
“TGCC?” I questioned, noticing that everything else around me seemed to have slowed down. “Is that you? What the hell is going on here? Why am I this busty chick?!”
“Relax. Truth is… I’m not exactly what you’d call ”normal”, if you get my meaning.” She said in a sly tone, leaning against the counter in front of me. “I’ve enjoyed our little collaborations and conversations online, so I decided to give you a more… interesting vacation down here. I was even nice enough to set you up with this little job!”
“So, you’re responsible for this?” I questioned, quickly coming to the realization that my “friend” TGCC might not actually be a regular person like me. I remembered what they had said to me on Discord before I left home. “So… Taco eating a taco to become a big titty babe, huh? I guess that’s part of some kind of joke on your part, huh?”
“Something like that. I knew giving you a taste of the other side of life would be fun, plus I do enjoy seeing everyone’s reactions to their new forms.” She smirked, cupping her own overly-large breasts playfully in each hand. “Have you given them a good squeeze yet? Felt the feeling of having your curves embraced by a good man?”
“N-No…” I half-lied, looking away from her as I began to blush. I had felt myself up briefly an hour ago, but a man touching me… the mere thought sent shivers up my back.
“Don’t worry, I have it covered.” She went on, causing my face to shift into shock. “Right now, you’re probably wondering, ”Oh, is this permanent? Am I stuck like this?” Well, that’s all part of this fun little vacation I dreamed up for you. If you don’t still want to be a woman by the end of the week, you’ll change back, no problem. But… if you embrace your new body, your new life, and decide you like it better than your old one… well, you’ve written scenarios like this before. Anyways, have fun!~”
TGCC then snapped a picture of me with their phone and disappeared into the crowd as everything around me began moving normally once again. Despite wanting to ask him, her, or whatever it was what exactly was going to happen later, I knew that this must have been part of whatever little “game” they had dreamt up for me.
“Damn, you’re a ten outta ten, babe.” I heard a very familiar voice casually comment, turning to see my three friends were now at the counter. Though two of them were taking in the sight of me, my best friend of the bunch (and the most shy one) was looking away from me either out of embarrassment or a sense of respect.
Though I had never looked at him in such a way before, my best friend was actually… kinda hot now, looking at him with my new eyes. A growing hunger deep down in my loins was beginning to itch away at me, just begging to be scratched. I think I was beginning to understand what TGCC had done to me. As my other two friends ordered and left, my best friend meekly ordered some tacos for lunch. He was shocked as I slipped him my number on a napkin, giving him a kiss and a wink for good measure…