Weird World Captions

I found some old folders with collections of photos for caps but not the text that went with them. So if the pictures look familiar, yes, they've been used before

Nina was jealous. She couldn't help it. Her friend Macey was married to a plastic surgeon, so not only was she rich, she was about to get the implants Nina had always wanted. Cute, but naturally flat chested, she longed to get a little boost

She managed to hide it from Macey, and so was still getting regular text updates.

"Going under the knife later" 

Nina was ready. Whilst obviously her books on witchcraft didn't really have anything appropriate for modern enhancements, she'd managed to cobble together something between attribute swaps and reality bending that she thought would work. No. She was certain it'd work, she'd steal her friends implants.

"Going in, wish me luck xx"

Nina cast the spell, stumbling slightly in her invented incantation, and waited. The way it was set up, she needed to not sleep until her friend did. She was getting tired, when she finally got the text she was after

"Just came out of anaesthesia, think it went well, going to nap again, talk soon"

Nina, now exhausted, collapsed into her bed, fully clothed

She was awoken by her phone notifications, the familiar beep of Macey texting her back to back

"What the fuck"

"You're not gonna believe this"

"What the actual fuck. My fucking tits are gone"

Nina groggily checked her phone, and reading the messages was filled with adrenaline. She looked down and found her previously loose, strappy dress was pushed aside and open by a plump pair of tits

She couldn't believe it. Her homemade spell had actually worked. She groped and teased her new perky breasts for a while, before finally admitting to Macey what she'd done. Macey, of course, immediately blocked her. And whilst she was sad to lose a friend, she was far happier to gain a great set of knockers.

She spent the next two weeks in a joyous haze. She felt confident in a way she never had before. She couldn't thank Macey enough for her donation. Anyway, she was rich now right? She could just get them done again now that the spell had worn off. 

However one morning, she was once again woken up by her phone. Texts pouring in from her friend again. She blearily squinted down and was surprised to see the name. It was Macey.

"You fucking bitch, I can't believe you've done this again"

Again? What was she... It was then that Nina realised the weight she'd gotten used to her on chest was different. Heavier. She looked down and gasped as she realised her implants were now a couple sizes larger, a little rounder, her skin a little more taut. 

"Oh my god. I swear. I swear I didn't do this. The spell was supposed to be one time"

"Well it fucking wasn't! So either you undo this, or you're gonna regret it!"

Nina assured her friend she'd find a way to break the spell. As soon as she worked out how she was going to go to work without a bra that fit

She spent the next few evenings trying to reverse engineer her own magicks, but it was hard. None of the cancellation spells were working, specific or general. The next morning, the familiar *PING* of her phone

"Feeling plumper today?"

Nina felt a jolt of worry, but when she looked down at her tits, they looked exactly the same. She chuckled at her own fear, but then noticed it. Her lips parting to laugh, and then slapping back together. It felt.. off. She went to the mirror, and realised why. Macey had gotten small amounts of lip filler, and the spell had stolen it

"Macey, I promise, promise, promise I'm trying to get rid of this. It's just hard"

"You've got two days or it gets worse"

Nina called in sick to her job and began to work around the clock. Ancient rituals, niche cleaning herbs, chanting the spell backwards. She had a few things left when Macey's text arrived

"It is done?"

"No, but please just a few more days I can figure this out"

"It's okay. You're gonna look really pretty"

When Nina woke up the next day naturally, she was excited. Maybe her ex-friend had decided to give her the time. However when she sat up in bed, she felt unsteady. She looked down, rounder, larger, and now her areola stretching from another cup size or two forced into her chest. 

She whimpered, and walked into the bathroom, and choked when she caught her reflection. She'd gone to bed with a clean face, but now she was dolled up like a cheap hooker. And her lips looked plumper still.

She grabbed her make up remover, but it wouldn't come off. She tried to peel away the fake eyelashes, but simply yelped in pain as they were surgically attached to her eyelids. She was going to be forced to wear permanent whore make up.

She reluctantly went to work, but was sent home and later fired. Her office had a strict dress code, and the combo of her ridiculous appearance, and her tits bursting out of the largest shirt she could find, broke them. 

She was so distraught, she forgot to actually try any of the spell removal plans she'd had, which she regretted when she got the text

"Is it still active?"

"I'm sorry, I got fired today cos of your fucking ridiculous surgery, so I've been a bit fucking distracted"

"Oh noooo. I'm soooo sorry. You know what will cheer you up? A proper change"

Nina's stomach dropped, she realised she shouldn't be lashing out at someone with that much power over her. She tried to send an apology text, but she'd been blocked. She pounded coffee, when she fell asleep the spell would take hold, and tried her few remaining gambits. As she was just attempting an old wiccan tradition, she finally collapsed to exhaustion.

She was woken by her phone

"Hey sweetie, have a quick look in the mirror"

Nina was relieved to discover her tits remained the same size, and tried to mutter an insult but what came out was

"tat bissh" 

She felt like she was struggling to control her mouth. Had she done something to her jaw? Her lips? Maybe her face muscles? She ran to the bathroom mirror and realised it was a bit of everything

Her appearance was completely different. Major work to thin and lengthen her nose. Cheek implants and a restructuring of her jaw completely changed the shape of her face - all points towards her new, absurdly full lips. Filled to bursting with filler. She realised her expression didn't match the raging of her emotions, but when she tried to emote at all, her face barely moved. She touched it, tight and stiff, filled with botox. She looked like an absolute bimbo slut.

Her phone pinged again.

"You have 2 days. Fix it"

6 Months Later

Nina did eventually figure out how to break the spell. A combination of reversal magic, crystals, and pure luck had severed her connection to Macey forever.

She made the familiar trudge to her new bathroom and examined herself.

Unfortunately, it had taken her another good week or so to actually find the solution and the delays had permanent reminders attached.

The long, accrylic nails that couldn't be removed by even top surgeons. The permanent tan. More filler. More botox. Bigger implants. 

She'd accepted looking like an escort. She knew she'd never get her old job back. She grunted as she spun too quickly and felt another reminder bumped into the sink

"Did she really have to go so big?" She thought, as she examined her backside

The ass implants were the best and worst of the punishments. 

Every time she sat down and felt them press against her glutes, great big pillows between her and any surface, she winced. 

However. It was those exact round, plump buttcheeks that had got her into the fancy bathroom she was in. That had caught the eye of the wealthy businessman at the club. That had caused him to invite her back to his house again and again - and eventually propose. That same thick, inviting ass that had got her a sugar daddy who took care of her every need. 

She sometimes wished she would've stopped the spell earlier. But as she heard the noise of her husband waking up, and assumed the position, she figured it could've been far, far worse