I take absolutely no credit for these selection of family-friendly caps. In some cases I know who did them but some I don't and I should try and find out. Enjoy!
This is from www.tgcaptions.co.uk (duh)
This is from www.tgcaptions.co.uk (duh)
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ANNIE'S CAPS - Gotta Be The Shoes!
Gotta Be The Shoes! starring Wendy and Danielle
Single dad Wes, 38, was struggling to provide for his himself and his son David, 16, after his ex-wife cleaned him out in divorce court. Wes took a second job stocking shoes at the mall store, and soon David was helping out part time as well.
One night father and son were stacking ladies’ black sandals with 3 inch heels when a couple of boxes fell on the floor, and the Italian leather seemed to glow like it was magically charged with pixie dust. Something compelled them to slip off their beat up sneakers and slip on the heels.
One night father and son were stacking ladies’ black sandals with 3 inch heels when a couple of boxes fell on the floor, and the Italian leather seemed to glow like it was magically charged with pixie dust. Something compelled them to slip off their beat up sneakers and slip on the heels.
Their bodies shrank and reshaped, long brown hair grew down their backs, and a feeling of inner peace settled upon them. Realizing that they were now cute single mom Wendy and lovely daughter Danielle, they loved how the shoes made their legs look long and luscious –not to mention how their tushies were now tight and would be make every man notice.
Nobody seemed to remember Wes and David – their new identities and attitudes now in place, a mother/daughter shopping expedition was launched. It seemed that what powers made sexy ladies of the lads, it also gave them economic freedom.
This was explained that Victor, to a noted fashion photographer, had hired our heroines to show off their gams – any excuse where those lovely heels. Wendy also enjoyed flirting with Victor and she encouraged her daughter to use her new feminine charms to land a cute boyfriend!
ANNIE'S CAPS - The Beautiful Game
The Beautiful Game
Brothers Michael (16) and Trent (17) Sullivan had a love of soccer instilled from an early age by their football loving father, Keith (39). They played for the local high school, and they knew tactics as well as any player, but they lacked size and power, so their game was feisty but limited. They always missed the cut with the boys’ team, but Keith promised to talk to his old school chum, soccer Coach Ron Perez.
Then, Keith came back with a bizarre offer – the girls’ soccer team needed two skilled players or else they would not be able to compete this season, and the girls’ program would be disbanded. Oddly, Dad was encouraging this, and in the name of school spirit, the boys trudged down to the local salon for an eye-opening identity female makeover.
The beauticians recast Mike as brunette cutie Maria and Trent as the blonde hottie Taryn. Prosthetics gave them curvy but athletic shapes. With long legs that looked really sexy in soccer bottoms and shin guards, the new sisters gushed over their transformations.
Then Ron Perez entered the room hand-in-hand with a beautiful blonde woman. The only thing Keith loved more than soccer or his family was posing as the desirable Kellie – and now she would fulfill four dreams – stunning woman, Ron’s girlfriend, the girls’ mother, and new coach of the girls’ soccer team!
Maria & Taryn were so happy to share the game they loved and their new female pride with their sexy mom. A hormonal regimen helped bring out the babes inside all three.
Back at school, the sisters wasted no time in seeking and acquiring hunky boyfriends – their long time soccer mates. Under Kellie’s guidance , with her daughters athleticism and passion, the school won it’s first title ever! The trio celebrated their success with their teammates - and their men!
The family was never closer. Both girls won scholarships to play in college. The summer before Maria joined her older sis at State, they went gown shopping with Mom – they would be her bridesmaids in Kellie’s dream wedding!
ANNIE'S CAPS: Judge not...
Judge not, that ye be not judged…
Floyd Smythe was the son of a Evangelical Pentecostal preacher and lived a very sheltered life. Certainly concepts such as alternate lifestyles and modern Western expressiveness were forbidden in his father’s house. No television, no movies, and certainly anything to do with sex was taboo.
Even after Floyd wed (in a prearranged match), he was expected to raise his son Josiah in a proper, restrictive manner. But down deep, Floyd believed that he was a she. But in the Appalachian Highlands coven in which he lived with his kin, he dared not speak of his plight.
A few years later, and his bride passed away from trying to give birth, and months later, he noticed his golden haired son wearing his mother’s scarf and he had wrapped a towel around his waist like a sarong. Did Josiah share Floyd’s belief that he was a girl in a boys’ body?
Angry that his father had forbade taking his wife to a secular hospital – relying instead on speaking in tongues and torturing her with bloodletting – Floyd took his 5 year old out of the mountains and they eventually found an apartment in Nashville above a hair salon. The owner let Floyd stay in exchange for carpentry and clean-up work around the salon.
Wilma thought that Josiah was exceptionally pretty for a young boy, and she noticed that Floyd also had fair, almost female features.
One day she caught Floyd as he fumbled his way through applying lipstick. He tearfully confessed his desires and what he saw in his son, and was ready to say goodbye to Wilma, but she surprised him by sitting them both down for a couple of makeovers and what she called “girl talk.”
Flash forward 17 years later – Floyd, now Frida is co-owner of Wilma’s salon, where she works as a stylist with her son who is now her daughter, Jodi.
Wilma’s salon was Music City’s favorite beauty destination for the local T-girls, who all pitched in with helping our heroines acquire hormones, clothes, plastic surgery, and even helped teach them cosmetology. They also taught the new mom and daughter about the joy of being beautiful and female – especially sex.
This week, Frida and Jodi are spending 2 hedonistic weeks in Florida with their biker boyfriends. Wearing bikinis all day, and pleasing their lovers all night. The tyranny of their upbringing is now a memory…
ANNIE'S CAPS - Draw Your Own Conclusions!
“Hey Dad, do want pancakes or waffles tonight?” Jeremy Schmidt asked his dad Nolan as he strolled into Nolan’s art studio, where the 38 year old single dad eked out a career as a freelance graphic artist.
“Waffles, and it’s awfully nice of you to pitch in son… Oops!” as Nolan dropped several pieces of paper.
“I got it… lucky it’s not smudged, you… wow, Dad… this is that comic I saw in the paper… Kimmie and Charlotte, I think it’s called. Did you… draw this?”
“Uh, no son. I mean I saw it in the paper too, and I liked ths style… so I was just doodling along and”
“Dad… is that… lipstick you’re WEARING?”
Nolan felt shame and could not look Jeremy in the eyes for a minute, but then he sighed and said, “Let’s talk.”
Nolan led Jeremy to the unused third bedroom in their house. He unlocked a cabinet and showed the 10 year old a portfolio of color and B&W sketches of Charlotte Blaine, the beautiful co-protagonist of the strip.
“I have been a cross dressed since before you were born, Jeremy. I feel like a woman inside. By dressing as my femme self, I feel free of the burdens of work, fatherhood, and manliness. I become Naomi Steiner, the creator of Kimmie and Charlotte. I life vicariously through Naomi.”
Nolan began to sob and beg for forgiveness, and Jeremy held him, and he told his dad he had nothing to be shamed of. “Dad, if you are Charlotte in the strip, who is Kimmie? Me? Do you wish I was really a little girl”
Dad faintly smiled as he wiped away his tears. “I’m so proud of you, my son, you are a fine young man. So don’t take this the wrong – but in my daydreams, I always wanted to be a mother to a pretty, happy little girl with whom I could take shopping, style her hair, and teach how to be a young woman, like Charlotte does for Kimmie.”
Jeremy laughed – rather, he giggled. He took out his cell phone and showed Nolan a picture saved on it.
“She’s very pretty – do you have a girlfriend now, son?”
“Naw, Dad. This is Jenna. You may know her mother, Naomi.” Jeremy winked.
Nolan gasped, “You’re beautiful! But how did you get yourself to look like this?”
“My friend Tara – her mom owns a beauty salon. She’s pretty good with the styling herself, and luckily her clothes fit so good. They feel good too. You know, I bet Ms. Pat could do the same for you, Mommy.”
Both of them hugged and cried again.
3 YEARS LATER: Now in syndication in over 5000 newspapers worldwide, Charlotte and Kimmie won Comic Daily of the Year from the World Press Organization. Naomi took Jenna (now 13) to the awards ceremony, and both looked awesome in their gowns.
“So do you miss having your Dad around the house, sweetheart?”
“No way Mom, but I know you enjoy being engaged to George and he’ll be a great stepdad. And I’m looking to being asked to dance at the Junior High cotillion!”
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