Brenda's Revenge (Part Three)

I've had a few thoughts running through my mind lately, about porn addiction and how it causes one to keep upping the stakes, pushing it further and further each time, leading to new and novel avenues of perversion. You know, like building a tolerance and then switching drugs or increasing the dosage.

I'm sure there are many of you out there who understand what I'm talking about. Take me, for example: when I first started crossdressing, for a number of years, it such a big taboo to imagine myself with a vagina, now it's de rigueur as part of my fantasy. Likewise the idea of being with a man, sucking cock and so forth... it just gets deeper and deeper, more and more twisted.

And then I also started thinking about our collective fantasy, this thing we call... what exactly? I've heard the term "crossdreaming" which is a good phrase in many respects, but also a bit awkward and clunky... it just hasn't caught on. Anyway, this collective thing has changed and evolved over the years. The type of content that I see online is somehow different than it was five, ten... fifteen, twenty (am I dating myself?) years ago.

Is it just the nature of technology and the Internet, as it continues to expand and enter our lives, or is there something more at play? Would it do any good to categorize and delineate different roads of our fantasy and the divergent routes they might take? Is there a common starting point that we all share, or at least two or three (or more) common core siblings?

Does anyone care? How about I just get on with the caption... perhaps my favorite one this still young series. I hope that you will agree and leave many, many comments. I am so lonely *sniff*

Enjoy!

Brenda's Revenge (Part Two)

So now we are well in our way into Brenda's Revenge... and it's about time, too! That arrogant Mr Banyon, it's about time he got a taste of his own medicine!

I've been working so hard, I haven't any time or energy for my usual philosophizing, so you will have to make do with the caption itself... scratch that, I do have one thought.

It is somewhat new for me to deal with a story arc, a challenge which I also encountered in the first Mr Banyon story. I am trying to progress the plot, yet make each caption panty-wetting in it's own right.

It is also my intention to make one or two mind blowing twists that totally soak through to your skirt: the so-called "money-caption". I think the first is coming next, with the later hopefully to follow.

I really wish that some of you would tell me how my experiments are going. As I try to make the transition from mere captioner to full blown storyteller, any feedback would be helpful.

Okay, enough of this nonsense... read and enjoy!

Brenda's Revenge (Part One)

Do you remember those tales of ships at sea, comprised entirely of males, as they were at the time, how certain among them were chosen to serve as female companions? I used to spend some time imaging those bygone days… fantasizing.

I suppose that prisons are similar, but ships are far more romantic. One might also imagine the ship crashing on a faraway isle and such arrangements becoming more twisted and permanent… but I digress. I want you to imagine instead that all of these men wanted to be the woman.

That is kind of how we are, just ourselves, with nobody else to play our darkest dreams and fantasies… except it’s more that we’re each on our own deserted island, communicating to one another with floating bottles and such.

Yes, yes, yes… I can hear all your arguments, but I urge you to forget them. I know there are exceptions and details and blah blah blah, but the sooner we accept the fact that we are alone, the better. Alone, with each other.

So listen to my tales, with which I hope to amuse you! To be precise, I am launching a “Sequele in Seven Partes” as my seaborne ancestors would declare. Tis the story of our poor hapless Brenda and her sadistic Mr Banyon, but now we see a new player has entered the stage!

Oh, what trials and tribulations are to follow? Is this just another long rambling piece going nowhere, or is it in fact a well-structured story with ethos and pathos, twists and turns and a hair bending ending? I would posit the latter, but really there is only one for you to find out…

Enjoy!

Another Blast from the Past

Thought I'd share with you another blast from my past, one of my all favs that I managed to steal back from the web.

I am still looking for my most of my lost caps, pretty much from 2010 or so onwards... basically, anything I can find. If you happen across anything that looks remotely Brend-esque, please let me know. Likewise, if you know of any good archives or repositories, please bring them to my attention.

I am gearing up for the next seven chapters of my Mr Banyon saga (I have called them "parts" but really they should be "chapters" divided into parts... oh, well) for those of you who care. Hopefully you do, because you really haven't much choice. I wrote 'em, and I really kind of like 'em. There is actually something of a plot to this next set, which I hope will titillate as well as arouse.

In the meantime... enjoy!

Kristi Sprinkles

As some of you know, I used to be a blogger... I mean, like, a real blogger. I had something like 2,000 visitors a day. In fact, you only had to search "TG Captions" and my name would come out on top.

That was back in the day, before every Tammy, Didi and Jane had their own caption blog. Now I'm stuck at the bottom of the heap, in my worn out mini-dress and scuffed up heels, begging for every pair of passing eyeballs.

Was it all for the best? Have I learned some valuable lessons about life and transience? Have I made a real impact, one that I cannot possibly ever know, but is real nonetheless? Does anyone even care?

I lost a good number of my older caps, mostly from my middle period. I have managed to track down only a few, and some that I found are better off lost. That surprises me a bit: I always thought that everything I wrote was golden. I mean, it felt like it at the time.

Perhaps I am learning just how much I have changed, that my writing has grown and developed. Perhaps I have a better understanding of composition and style.Perhaps I can appreciate this more now than I otherwise would have. Perhaps I have learned about arrogance and delusion.

Or perhaps not.

I am attaching one of my favorite captions of all time, and I was so very happy to find it, lurking in the dark corners of the Internet. It brings back a lot fond memories when I was on the peak of my prowess and the comments were many and compelling.

I remember this one girl who was just so talented and smart, and unbelievably cute. Her name was "subtly amiss" which I still love. Where she has gone, who the heck knows? Where do any of us go? Where the heck are we?

Anyway, enjoy the cap, and let me know if it brings back any memories for you...

Mr Banyon (Part Seven)

Welcome, to all you miscreants from World of TG! I am pleased to be on its highly selective blogroll, and I anticipate many juicy eyeballs on which to bestow my heavily captioned treats.

You arrived just in time... well, not really. I am just wrapping up my famous Mr Banyon series. You may read this concluding chapter right now, but I would encourage you to start from the beginning.

As for the rest of you… well, here it is. Perhaps you are thinking it’s a bit anti-climatic? Well… um, screw you! (Ha, ha, ha! I would never really insult my readership. You are marvelous, each and every one of you). 

To be honest, I knew from the start there was only one direction this could go: deeper and deeper, twisted and twistier... I never actually thought it would go this far. 

I mean, the outcome surprises even me. This is some subject matter that frankly makes me uncomfortable, and I will have a few sleepless nights just thinking about what I wrote. 

I want to avoid spoilers, so just read and enjoy, and hopefully we can discuss this in comments. One thing that I will say is… it ain’t over yet! 

That’s right, folks: I’ve got a sequel all ready and rarin’ to go! Maybe this will give you the comeuppance that some of you were hoping for… or maybe not, but I promise it will be a doozy!

Mr Banyon (Part Six)

Here's the thing: I know many people out there like me are suffering. I mean, unless you grew up with this inexplicable desire to dress like -- or be like -- a member of the opposite sex, you can have no idea of the guilt, shame and loneliness that can plague you throughout your life.

Writing has been my own way of coming to terms with (see: understanding, reconciling) this very strange and understudied phenomenon. This is one of the reasons that I hate bad fiction: it leaves everyone hollow and empty. I want my stories to be therapeutic for you, as well as for me.

It is a cliched, but true nonetheless: nobody understands us. All we really have is each other, and those other delightful souls whose perversions border, or even overlap our own. All I have ever wanted to do is reach out, to connect... and get you off: furiously and repeatedly.

How am I doing so far? Enjoy this sixth part, and let me know what you think.

Mr Banyon (Part Five)

I trust you are enjoying the lives and affairs of our dear Mr Banyon and my hapless ersatz, Brenda.

Like it or not, there is still plenty more to come! The chapters are already written and waiting to be posted.

Is this really invigorating writing, or just some masturbatory exercise... hopefully both! In any case, I hope you do enjoy...

Mr Banyon (Part Four)

The saga continues, already halfway there... so nice to see some people following me, and even some more are taking the time to read the fruits of my labor.

I appreciate each and every set of eyeballs that feast upon my work. I hope you can see that I put a lot of thought and effort into my caps, and I do not consider any of them to be throwaway. It is my ambition to have them fill your mind and haunt your dreams... or at least wet your panties.

I haven't much more to say on this groggy Monday morning, but feel free as always to share your thoughts with me.

Enjoy!