tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68591739538843520212024-03-13T20:16:36.091-07:00BOLLYWOOD TG CAPTIONSGender Benderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05109052439775725038noreply@blogger.comBlogger50125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6859173953884352021.post-8063475914249913552012-05-08T03:56:00.001-07:002012-05-08T03:56:59.059-07:00Swaping with Sister<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWn2BkrRzFU6B1dLohLkUUwASgNRp5z7-OqL11Qx3lOTXMlSFifEHamHglvgY0sjDfrKdq4gTLkBznAofq0evelWcumNN93w1nFJuQD_malIw7ldKBFBexJe0j8mkEUmjgfZjMYexK0fOC/s1600/tgcap.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="258" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWn2BkrRzFU6B1dLohLkUUwASgNRp5z7-OqL11Qx3lOTXMlSFifEHamHglvgY0sjDfrKdq4gTLkBznAofq0evelWcumNN93w1nFJuQD_malIw7ldKBFBexJe0j8mkEUmjgfZjMYexK0fOC/s320/tgcap.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6859173953884352021.post-66590793883089767922012-04-29T14:20:00.001-07:002012-05-03T06:02:23.627-07:00Magical Camera<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So what kind of trick you want to show me sister with your new camera..?</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
Ok ok..your new Magical Camera. Happy?</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
Alright, I am standing right here. Just take my picture quickly. Show me the trick and lets finish this nonsense.</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Bhaiyya (Brother), please smile..Just one more pic...ok?</span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
Ok , but this will be the last one!</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
<span style="color: blue;">Sure Bhaiyya, this will be your last pic.</span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
<span style="color: blue;">Now please smile.........Sister! </span></div><br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: magenta;">Captioned by - Niharika</span></span><br />
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I had told you not to experiment on me with that spell book.<br />
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See, it changed me into a girl!!<o:p></o:p><br />
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Change me back now. My old friend is supposed to come to meet me at this time. How would I meet him like this??<o:p></o:p><br />
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Sorry son... I don't know how it happened!!<o:p></o:p><br />
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It's fine. I will tell your friend that you are my daughter. You can go out with your friend like this. I won't mind if you become his girlfriend till we find solution for this.<o:p></o:p><br />
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The witch put a curse on Manish to punish him for it which did not only change his gender but also his clothes to match his new body.<o:p> </o:p><br />
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Manish was walking back towards his place thinking how he would face his friends now? how would they react seeing him like this? <br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">He came to me to showed the book to me. I ignored him at that time. Then he started reading something out of it and suddenly BAM! A bright light came out of nowhere and transformed me this hot girl from a guy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Hey! are you listening to me or not?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And please ...stop staring at my tits.... My nipple gets hard when you stare at them...Rather go ahead and touch them once if you are so curious.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">Now they are eagerly waiting for me to come out of the water.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now they were all watching him become her and planning to give her something else to suck now.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But now please take it out of me now. I tried to do it but I am finding it impossible to take it out of my neck.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I don't know how did it happened. Till last night I was a guy but when I woke up today I found that my body was transformed into a girl's body.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Just see...I have got boobs now..real boobs!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The last thing I remember was that we had few drinks last night and then I went to sleep...oh.wait... I can remember the drink having some weird taste in it...and..and oh no.. it was you...who had made a drink for me.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Just now she had warned us that if we do not stop taking pictures her friends in the wedding she will give us a nice punishment. Now I understand what did she mean by 'nice punishment'.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">He is coming towards me now! How should I tell him that I am not a real girl. It was my girlfriend who did this to me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My girlfriend wanted to break-up with me because she had fallen for another guy. When I asked him what special that new guy has that I don't? She replied me that he can make every girl fall in love with him. I laughed on her silliness so she dared me to go for a date with him for one day and I will understand what she means.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I accepted the dare and she transformed into a real girl.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now we are here at his home and he is coming closer to me. What should I do now? Do he want to kiss me? Will I really fall for this guy?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now I am feeling very very sleepy and he had not come yet. But anyway, I do not have to worry because I have also heard that he does not like to have sex with a girl unless she enjoys it. and I being a man don't think I will enjoy having sex like a girl.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So do you want to see whether he enjoyed it or not?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">She got so angry that she transformed me into this very hot looking girl and now she is making me wear different different saarees everyday.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But yes, they does suit my new body very well.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I did this because I had promised my boyfriend's brother that I will arrange a girlfriend for him but found no one at the last moment.. Its just for tonight, dear.. Now please get ready for the date quickly.. Don't worry he looks very cute. You will like him.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">You may not believe it but I used to be a hunk earlier.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">One day I met this guy in restaurant. He started talking to me. I was having a normal conversation with him. Then he asked me if I would like to dance with him?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I was shocked with his question. Then I thought he must be gay or something but I was not sure, so I simply said 'buddy, you are a guy. You should dance with a girl not me.'</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">He started laughing...and said, "Alright, I will dance with a girl only.." and suddenly pulled me towards him and started kissing me on my lips!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I was shocked at first and tried to push him away with full force but he was too strong and he was holding me very tight in his arms. Then suddenly he broke the kiss and asked me again.."Now would you like to dance with me, sweetheart?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">"What the fuck you think you jus ........" I wanted to abuse him and beat him till death but suddenly stopped speaking realizing that my voice sounding different to me. I was in a totally shocked state when I realized that not only my voice but my whole body and also with clothes have been transformed.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I also felt like my clothes were changing from T-Shirt and Jeans to Saari and blouse.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It’s embarrassing for me to tell you that now you are looking very handsome to me .<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And now you are kissing me on my wet body, I want to resist you, but instead my body is liking your closeness to me. Please don't think that I am a gay but I want to tell you that please don't stop whatever you are doing.. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Keep kissing me Amit. Suck my body ...Amit...yes...Dry my wet body with your lips.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So she came out with a permanent solution for him by transforming him only into a beautiful girl.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Hope now he will not start flirting with her male friends.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But as soon as he touched the saree, something happened and that saree magically started to cover around his body. Rahul was in total shock when he realized that it is not only covering around his body but also transforming his body accordingly and soon he was transformed into a complete female. </span><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Unable to understand what to do now he thought of going to that shop again but got a bigger shock when he found that that shop was not there anymore.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now he was wandering on the road asking everyone if they have seen any such shop around.<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">At this very moment, her mother got very angry and started mumbling something in a strange language.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">First he thought that her mother has gone mad but </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">soon realized two things that her mother was a witch and now she has a daughter to help her instead of a lazy son.</span><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Just for my small mistake you are giving me such a big punishment. You already took away my manhood from me and transformed into a girl.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">But now you are taking it too far. You are trying to have sex with me just to humiliate me completely.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Please don't this to me. I am sorry for what I did. Please...I beg you...don't do this..</span></div><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I had proposed to a girl who was a daughter of a famous magician but he did not want her daughter to marry me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So he put some spell on me....I don't know what kind of spell.. and threw me into this river.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Somehow by God's grace you saw me and jumped in to save my life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My life is your gift to me, dear friend....</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Just tell me how can I repay you back.?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What?? .....You want me to kiss you?...hmm....okay...I am not gay...but ...you have saved my life..so I will do it....but just one kiss...okay?</span><br />
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