Connelly's TG Caps

" Oras šiandien tiesiog nuostabus... " Natalija muttered to herself in Lithuanian as she extended her long, slender legs across the entire length of her sunlounger, glad that she could take a respite from the life she had to deal with. " Jei tik galėčiau gauti savo pinigus, tai būtų tobula diena... " Ever since summer arrived, Natalija loved to relax in front of the pool and feel the sensation of the cool breeze and the warm, brilliant light of the sun bathing her porcelain skin. Despite all the things she had to deal with, she called this modern villa her home, where she could enjoy all of the luxurious that a beautiful young woman like her deserved. Not the life she had wanted, but definitely a comfortable one- But then, out of nowhere, she heard the piercing sound of a sports car revving up just outside of her villa.  As if by some sort of primal instinct, she promptly raised herself up and quickly directed her large, piercing eyes towards the gate, anxious to se...

"...لا يوجد شيء للقيام به هنا" Randall muttered as he rested his body on the handrail and sighed, utterly bored despite the fact that he looked absolutely gorgeous while wearing an exotic silk dress decorated with an obscene amount of jewels, diamonds, and pearls. "فقط الغرف والفساتين والكماليات الأخرى التي لا أهتم بها" Such as life of opulent boredom had started since, well... since some day he really couldn’t say with ease. Time didn't flow the same way in whatever this place was supposed to be, so it wasn’t clear to him just how long he has been stuck here. Maybe a few days. Maybe a few centuries as well. You see, Randall had formerly been an American tourist who had just gotten back from a trip to Oman. And while there, out of the many things he had done there, he had ended up buying an exotic 'genie lamp' from a vendor in order to keep as a memento of his vacation. Unfortunately for him, it wasn't until he got back to his place and started to pl...

Quinn stood hopelessly silent as he kept listening to the unmistakable noise that was emanating out from Room 142. He found himself unable to move even a single finger, for the grating creaks of a moving bed and the loud, guttural breaths of a man and a woman made it clear that inside of that room, there was a couple having rough, passionate sex with each other. One of them was his girlfriend Rebecca, a gorgeous redhead who he had gotten to know in the most intimate ways in the last three years since they had started dating. As for the other one... The other one was none other than himself. Just a day ago when he and his girlfriend had arrived to this hotel, Quinn had met a blonde woman in her early forties called Diane. Their conversation was for the most part brief and casual, mostly revolving about why they were here and with whom they were staying with. The only exception to this was one part of their conversation that he found to be rather odd at the time: when Diane asked him if ...

"Ugh, that bitch..." Gabriel cussed as finished rummaging the fridge, his mind still too groggy to properly assess the situation. "That absolute, total bitch!..." Just around eight hours ago, Gabriel was a tall, handsome man enjoying another night of drinking and carousing at one of the many bars in his city when he met a mysterious Asian girl who went by the name of 'Stacy'. The two of them quickly hit it off, so well in fact that after just a single hour, they were already making out with one another, which soon enough then led to them going to her place and have hot, steamy sex in her bed for hours . Eight hours later, a nd now, for who knows what reason, he found himself inside of her body, wearing only a pair of tight shorts alongside a crop top that showed off his entire midriff, while she - presumably in his body - was nowhere to be seen. To make matters worse, his head hurt like hell, his body, pussy, and mouth ached because of how rough their sex ha...

"Wait, wait, wait," Adrian sat down on one of the chairs nearby as a worried look began to appear on his feminine face. "What do you mean that the remote controller is no longer working?" "Basically, a customer accidentally sat on it and the device stopped working correctly," his HR manager at the other side of the phone call said with a nonchalant tone. "The core structure of the controller seems to be intact, so it should only take a few days to fix it. Until then, you'll have to remain in your current body until we get it to work again." Adrian's worried look quickly shifted into one of utter disbelief as he then placed his phone on the other side of his head and adjusted the embroidered corset he was currently wearing. "You can't be serious!" Adrian answered back, this time in panic. " You have to fix the remote controller now! I already had plans for tonight!" "I'm afraid I cannot do anything about th...

"So how long have been friends with Kiara?" A guy asked Matthew after they had gotten to know each other for a bit during the party that Kiara had organized at her place. "Oh, Kiara and I go back way back!" Matthew smiled as he slanted his head and struck a pose. "We've been besties since forever ! " In reality, Matthew just wanted to say that he had known Kiara all her life because he was in fact her father, but no matter how much he tried, whatever had caused him to swap bodies with her best friend Alison was also forcing him to respond in a way only Alison would do. That had been none other than his entire life for a year now and counting. He still had no clear idea how or why this had happened, but from what little he had been able to piece together from speaking with his own daughter/best friend and with Alison herself inside of his former body, Kiara had apparently wished for him to be less strict and for her best friend Alison to be more respons...

Standing just outside of the villa's master bedroom, Smith carefully adjusted his black, silky lingerie as he mentally prepared himself to finally meet the so-called Monsieur Beaumont , the man that he had been tracking down for years and the man that had done this to him as well. Just a week ago, Smith had been one of the most experienced and resourceful agents that Interpol had. Throughout his countless years at the agency, he had risen through the ranks, becoming one of its top agents and thus leading some of the most delicate investigations such as the one he was currently doing. For many years now, he had been investigating an international crime organization and its leader, a mysterious man who was only ominously known as Monsieur Beaumont . And finally, after so many complications and unexpected change-of-plans that such an investigation entailed, he had finally been able to find a concrete lead that led him towards an isolated villa in Southern France and where hopefully th...

"W-Wait, what?" Andrew questioned as a worried look rapidly appeared on his face. "W-What do you mean that I can't change back until I master all of my powers?" "Being the Bearer of the Lightning is not only a great blessing, but also a great responsibility that if not mastered, can result in the death of the bearer and everyone around them," the old man standing opposite to him responded as he nodded. "For that reason we decided to impose a set of trials that once completed, would confirm that the Bearer of the Lightning has mastered all of their powers and can transform back to their former self at their please." "And what are these 'trials' supposed to be?" "Some of them just involve simple things like solving some puzzles and traversing labyrinths made specifically to test the very limits of your will. Others involve sealing once again infernal beings that must be never see the light of day or protecting the Earth f...

Jacqueline glared at herself in the mirror as she reluctantly took a selfie, loathing the fact that no matter how much she tried to behave as her former self, this was her new reality and she couldn't do much about it. She knew that she shouldn't have toyed with that strange machine which supposedly had the capability to change reality. And yet, that is exactly what she did, and now she was paying dearly for it. In the blink of an eye, James and everything related to him ceased to exist, and was replaced by Jacqueline , the red-headed young woman who loved taking selfies and wearing the nicest tops and skirts. The worse thing was that the strange machine which had caused all of this was nowhere to be found, meaning that the only thing in the world which had the ability to revert everything and return her to her former self was now lost to her. In other words, she was stuck like this. As a woman. A woman called Jacqueline who remembered every detail of her own life as well as e...

"Well, at least we're in younger bodies now," William (left) gasped in dejection as he looked at none other than his very own coffin. "We would be dead now if the ritual had been fake." "Yeah, but we were supposed to end up possessing the bodies of our sons," Fernando (right) muttered with an aggressive tone as he looked at his coffin as well. "Not the bodies of our granddaughters ." For as long as they could remember, William and Fernando had been sworn enemies. For almost half a century, the two men had been the heads of the two biggest mafia families in the state of Arizona, always warring and competing with one another so as to make clear who was the strongest mafia boss. But after many years of conflict and with age finally catching up to them, the two old men decided to that it was time to end the feud they had and make peace with one another. There was only one big problem to their plan. Even if they made the necessary negotiations so...