Trade with TacoCaps.
Starting off mayternity strong with a pregnant TG! This isn't just any pregnant lady though, as it turns out that this is fellow caption writer TacoCaps, and he may or may not have turned me into a fertile and beautiful mommy as well~ Check out his part of the trade!:
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“Hey Taco, if you were to transform me into a woman, what would you choose?” TGCapsCenter asked TacoCaps in their DMs, something that was rather common among members of the caption writing community.
“Well, I think I'd turn you into a cute, tanned tomboy MILF” Taco casually replied, playing along as he thought about the possibility of making a spicy collaboration out of this. “You'd be the wife of a local yakuza boss, and a former school delinquent. You’d be very motherly with big, milky breasts and thick thighs, but still have the muscles and hair of a tomboy. You’d look tough, but you don’t fight anymore, especially since you got pregnant for a second (or third) time. The boss's men obey your commands as if you were the boss himself, but you generally just dote on your husband and kids rather than get involved”.
“Sounds exciting! Now it’s my turn~”. TGCC accepted, enjoying the new image Taco had just put into his head. “How about this?: You're the owner of a farm, but you become a very milky, pregnant cow girl because of a deal you made with a malicious supernatural being (a demon, possibly) that promised you'd sell the best milk in the market in exchange for carrying its offspring. You’re always lactating, and can’t change back until you give birth”.
“Naturally, lmao. You’ve got my interests pegged for sure.” Taco replied, amused by the milky fate TGCC had conjured up for him. “Are you interested in doing some kind of collab, or would you rather do a trade instead?”.
Off in the distance, a tiny fairy was hovering around one of these lewd writers, reading through their conversation thoroughly, showing off a surprising amount of interest in their crazy ideas. However, she would completely misinterpret what the chat was about, not knowing the two were simply discussing ideas to write about for their latest TG captions, and instead, she thought they actually wanted to live out these kinky scenarios. Without asking either for input, she would decide to ‘make their wishes come true’…
Taco awaited TGCC’s response, seeing that he was taking his sweet time typing, but then, he stopped. Taco would keep waiting, opening his browser to watch something in the meantime, only to realize he had no internet connection, pretty strange, he thought. As he stood up to see what’s up with his wifi, he noticed the bright sunny day had turned a lot darker, and upon seeing his phone, he was shocked to see it was already 6:30 p.m. He knew this wasn’t normal, so with a little bit of fear, he would venture out of his house, and if things weren’t strange enough, he was met with a view very unfamiliar to him.
Taco was expecting to see his neighborhood, but instead, he saw a big open field, a barn not being that far away from him. He would make his way towards that barn in hopes of finding out what the hell was going on, but in the middle of doing that, he would freeze as he remembered TGCC’s little scenario he had imagined for him… Taco looked around just in time as a dark red orb manifested out of thin air right behind him, growing larger and larger in size, producing a strong wind which made the writer back off before being met with a face that although unfamiliar, he may have an idea as to who he was.
“Greetings. I’m here for the deal we made last night”. A 7-foot tall man with short and messy black hair spoke to the writer in a deep voice to assert authority over him. He was much taller and more muscular than the writer, also having a big set of horns and pitch black eyes with red pupils that let him know he wasn’t entirely human.
“Uhhh… Yeah, so… You’re gonna make me carry your offspring in exchange for selling the best milk?”. “Yes, that is correct” The demon said as he formed a pink orb that hovered over his left hand. “You sure it was me? Fairly sure I didn’t ask for that…” Taco said in an attempt to get out of this situation. “What? Don’t mess with me. You’ll do your part of the deal whether you like it or not!”.
The demon-like man would throw the orb at Taco, making him fall on hay, not grass, as it seems the powerful demon had teleported the two of them into the barn. “Soon, you’ll bear my descendance, a being even more powerful than myself! And nobody can stop me. All it took was a human desperate and dumb enough to make a deal with me”. The devilish being would laugh as Taco began sweating, his heart began racing, breathing heavily, but worst of all, his body would start changing.
Taco’s pupils would turn red, matching the demonic man’s, essentially sealing the fact that he was now under his control. The resemblance with the supernatural being would end there, the poor writer panting on the floor could feel his limbs become slim and incredibly smooth in texture before a light pain would course through his entire body, unaware that his height would be reduced by half a foot. Another thing he was unaware of was that he was aging quite a bit, going from being in his 20’s to being in his late 30’s, his face having makeup akin to that age… Wait, makeup?
Taco’s face had become very feminine because of its restructure and the previously mentioned makeup. His plump lips stand out more with their bright red lipstick, perfect for kissing what would be his master, blush decorating his adorable cheeks and longer eyelashes giving him an alluring feminine gaze, or, alluring if it weren’t for the fact he was grunting and moaning in pain. Speaking of, the noises he made would slowly but surely increase in pitch, the moans becoming more audible as time went on.
A quick yet painful sequence was about to occur. First, his ears were pierced to give room to a pair of pretty blue earrings; then, a pair of large cow horns shot out from his head, shortly followed by curly hair blooming from the same place; and finally, his manhood receded into his crotch in a blink of an eye, a wet vagina now being in its place. The man-turned-woman would scream in pain, at least, during the first two steps, but the third one seemed to have been a moan of pleasure more than anything else, the devilish man grinning at Taco’s weakness, unaware that the transformation brought her to the very edge of an orgasm.
The now female writer would feel lightheaded after the prior, unable to notice that her body was still changing, albeit a lot slower than before. Her thighs were thickening considerably, hips widening to become child-bearing and her flat ass would balloon up, her shorts now holding onto their dear life as they very tightly hugged her massive cheeks.
While her lower-half became ready to bring life into this world, her chest was getting ready for when said life would come into existence. A pair of huge and incredibly sensitive breasts would sprung out of her once flat chest, her nipples becoming very large and incredibly perky. Taco moaned at the feeling of her breasts brushing against the fabric of her buttoned shirt, a feeling that although weak, was enough to make her horny, or at least, more than she was already.
A big pair of tits wasn’t the only thing her shirt had to deal with though, as her belly had already begun expanding outwards, growing bigger and bigger, her new womb being filled with a big and healthy baby, a rather demonic baby at that. Movements could be both seen and felt, sending the pregnant cow girl into a deeper state of arousal, her mind trying to remain composed, attempting to convince herself she had to do something to stop this, not wanting to admit she was loving the feeling of growing a fat ass and a set of large sensitive boobs, the huge tummy filled with life being the cherry on top.
“Losing yourself to pleasure, huh? How pathetic” the demon remarked as Taco unbuttoned her shirt to expose her large tits in an attempt to lower her libido, but instead, would cause the opposite, as the light breeze that entered the wooden environment would be enough to keep her libido very high, as said breeze was still enough to stimulate her nipples. She thought there was no point in hiding it anymore, squeezing her massive mammaries, milk gushing out of her erect nipples. The pleasure was like nothing she had experienced before, her hands unable to focus on a specific spot, quickly changing between her milkers, her now 6-month pregnant belly and her wet pussy.
Taco would briefly snap out of her horny trance as the demon used his magic to get her up, standing in front of him, the man smiling as he placed his large hands over the cow girl’s huge baby bump. “Perfect~”. He ogled Taco’s incredibly milky and fertile form, her breasts constantly leaking milk over her belly which looked ready to pop with triplets, despite just being knocked up with one big healthy baby.
As the demon glanced at his work and demonstrated satisfaction with the results, Taco would no longer perceive him as a threat, but rather, as someone who could satiate her new found lust, after all, he was incredibly tall, muscular, powerful, and imagining what he had under his pants was driving her crazy. “You’re mine now, mortal. Hope you enjoy being my tool just so you could make that stupid wish of yours reality”. “Oh yeah, this is totally worth it, daddy~”. “H-Huh?…”.
The demon would lose his cool for a moment, being surprised at how down bad she was. He was expecting her to beg him to change her back, or to cry about regretting making this deal, but he got the complete opposite reaction. “You humans are weird, whatever, I have to go, I’ll-”. The horny lady latched onto his right arm right as he was about to return to the underworld. “Get off of me! You’re sick!”.
“Sick? Maybe I am a little sick, my breasts are so full after all. Maybe using these strong arms of yours may ease that feeling by squeezing my tits dry~”. The demon would try to teleport, trying to get away from what was supposed to be his victim. “Don’t you remember that part of the deal was me selling the best milk out there? Well, I need someone to help me with that, this girl isn’t milking herself with these measly hands~”. “That’s not part of the deal at all! Get off me!”. “Oh, dear~ You sound very agitated. I remind you that you can use my body however you want to wash away all your worries~”. “Stop! Or I’ll fill your womb with a dozen more babies!”. “Oh really? Could you please do so with your big meaty… you know… it’s just… magic is kinda boring, I want to put this body to the test~ Let’s see if I have what it takes to be a demon’s lover~”.
What was supposed to be a living nightmare for Taco became exactly that for the demon. It seems like the writer was enjoying the fate despite being designed to make her suffer. Once she was done ‘satiating her lust’, she would wonder if her peer, TGCapsCenter, was having fun being a Yakuza boss’ wife, assuming she got teleported to the scenario designed for him. If Taco was content being a demon’s breeding slut, then the other writer must be in heaven considering he had control over people, unlike the former, but it’s not like she was complaining about it either.