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=== TRANSCRIPTION ===

There was one place in this huge school of Purplehouse considered sacred. No one knew exactly why, but even if an explanation existed, it would be too complex to comprehend. The spreading rumor involved an incident that affected several students six years ago turning them into psychotics. Ever since then, the place, or the arcane classroom, was sealed from public access. Whether it was a curse or an intervention of divine power, no one knew for certain. The horror of the story itself had already been warding people away for years, but this month a newly enrolled muscular bodybuilder named Graham seemed to be immune to it.

One gracious afternoon, at the end of school hours, Graham and his friend Umar gathered in front of Classroom 82D. According to popular hearsays, this room was the one referred to in the story, but in reality it was not even secured at all. It was true that there were dried tapes on the doorframe, but those were still insufficient evidence. What if the story were made up to stop people from entering the room because it contained a secret? Piqued by the mystery, the curious adventurers decided to investigate the truth.

They ferreted around looking for valuable information. The decrepit furniture and dusty windows proved that this place had been neglected for long. One careless bump into any of the woodwork here would dent it. Before long, they discovered an ominous box in one of the table's drawers and proceeded to examine it with care. No name, no brand, nothing—it was likely custom-made yet abandoned at first glance. Nonetheless, it was spotless and seemed perfectly sturdy in contrast to the earlier assumption.

They opened the box, and in just mere seconds dark smoke encompassed the entire room, enveloping the walls, door, and windows. The teenagers' facial expressions were painted with severe fright combined with puzzlement. Soon, the boys were separated by a sooty wall of smoke that would evaporate whatever it made contact with. Furthermore, it also blocked sound from propagating from one side to the other. Shortly after, a shadowy figure emerged out of nowhere in either halves greeting them.

“Who are you?” Graham questioned, crawling backward in fear until he hit the smoke behind him, which was painful enough to make him wince.

“My identity is none of your business. Now that you have forced me out, you should pass my test or be punished,” the faceless figure barked in a patronizing tone. Just before twisting its body, it threatened, “Or else...”

Graham's nose suddenly popped off and landed in his grip. Left on his face was two functional nostrils as seen on artificial skeletons yet embellished with flesh.

“My nose! What have you done?! Place it back!” he shouted in anger, but the silhouette ignored him and instead reminded him that it was the boss.

The trial consisted of ten questions in varying subjects that increased in difficulty overtime. At Graham's age, he should have known the answers to these fatuous questions, but he answered most of them incorrectly. The phantom was enraged and, without saying anything, transformed Graham into a girl. From his hair to his toes, everything was reshaping out of hand. The obvious changes included his longer hair, brighter skin, shorter stature, and curvier body. As if to complement his slimmer stomach, his chest, hips, thighs, and butts ballooned to generate enticing proportions. His face, alongside his vocal cords, was also remodeled to fit his new feminine body, as a new nose grew encasing his nostrils. Alongside that, F-cup breasts sprouted out of his chest at the same time as his manhood being replaced by a vagina. All these finished in just under ten seconds.

“What did you do to me? Turn me back now!” Graham snapped at the figure.

Irritated, the apparition altered Graham's brain. She hollered and sputtered random words while violently shaking her head. As if she had been entranced, she spoke with rage, “I'd love to be a girl, and I love fondling myself! No, no, this is not me! What am I speaking? There is no way I wouldn't... reject the transformation.”

She soon started fondling her breasts, quiet and composed. It was so pleasurable that she forgot about finding a way to turn back. At the same time, her whole clothing reformed into a female uniform. In the same second, the wall separating the room ruptured, and Umar stood on the opposite side still unscathed and unchanged. He was glad for a moment until he realized what had happened, dazzled and speechless. Meanwhile, Graham was not disturbed at all at the sight of him. After the shadow returned to its home box, Umar took the perverted girl away and attempted his best to restore her rationality. Unfortunately, Graham had never been seen again since then, whereas Umar had always displayed a remorseful frowning face, signifying a possibly tragic outcome.

=== ABOUT THE AUTHOR ===

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Description
Hello, another day, another cap! Watch me for daily TG captions!
What do you think of the caption? Comment down below.
Is the font size too small? Is the text readable? Also let me know, so I can use it as feedback for future edits.

Note: The illustration does not belong to me (link: www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/83958478)

=== TRANSCRIPTION ===

There was one place in this huge school of Purplehouse considered sacred. No one knew exactly why, but even if an explanation existed, it would be too complex to comprehend. The spreading rumor involved an incident that affected several students six years ago turning them into psychotics. Ever since then, the place, or the arcane classroom, was sealed from public access. Whether it was a curse or an intervention of divine power, no one knew for certain. The horror of the story itself had already been warding people away for years, but this month a newly enrolled muscular bodybuilder named Graham seemed to be immune to it.

One gracious afternoon, at the end of school hours, Graham and his friend Umar gathered in front of Classroom 82D. According to popular hearsays, this room was the one referred to in the story, but in reality it was not even secured at all. It was true that there were dried tapes on the doorframe, but those were still insufficient evidence. What if the story were made up to stop people from entering the room because it contained a secret? Piqued by the mystery, the curious adventurers decided to investigate the truth.

They ferreted around looking for valuable information. The decrepit furniture and dusty windows proved that this place had been neglected for long. One careless bump into any of the woodwork here would dent it. Before long, they discovered an ominous box in one of the table's drawers and proceeded to examine it with care. No name, no brand, nothing—it was likely custom-made yet abandoned at first glance. Nonetheless, it was spotless and seemed perfectly sturdy in contrast to the earlier assumption.

They opened the box, and in just mere seconds dark smoke encompassed the entire room, enveloping the walls, door, and windows. The teenagers' facial expressions were painted with severe fright combined with puzzlement. Soon, the boys were separated by a sooty wall of smoke that would evaporate whatever it made contact with. Furthermore, it also blocked sound from propagating from one side to the other. Shortly after, a shadowy figure emerged out of nowhere in either halves greeting them.

“Who are you?” Graham questioned, crawling backward in fear until he hit the smoke behind him, which was painful enough to make him wince.

“My identity is none of your business. Now that you have forced me out, you should pass my test or be punished,” the faceless figure barked in a patronizing tone. Just before twisting its body, it threatened, “Or else...”

Graham's nose suddenly popped off and landed in his grip. Left on his face was two functional nostrils as seen on artificial skeletons yet embellished with flesh.

“My nose! What have you done?! Place it back!” he shouted in anger, but the silhouette ignored him and instead reminded him that it was the boss.

The trial consisted of ten questions in varying subjects that increased in difficulty overtime. At Graham's age, he should have known the answers to these fatuous questions, but he answered most of them incorrectly. The phantom was enraged and, without saying anything, transformed Graham into a girl. From his hair to his toes, everything was reshaping out of hand. The obvious changes included his longer hair, brighter skin, shorter stature, and curvier body. As if to complement his slimmer stomach, his chest, hips, thighs, and butts ballooned to generate enticing proportions. His face, alongside his vocal cords, was also remodeled to fit his new feminine body, as a new nose grew encasing his nostrils. Alongside that, F-cup breasts sprouted out of his chest at the same time as his manhood being replaced by a vagina. All these finished in just under ten seconds.

“What did you do to me? Turn me back now!” Graham snapped at the figure.

Irritated, the apparition altered Graham's brain. She hollered and sputtered random words while violently shaking her head. As if she had been entranced, she spoke with rage, “I'd love to be a girl, and I love fondling myself! No, no, this is not me! What am I speaking? There is no way I wouldn't... reject the transformation.”

She soon started fondling her breasts, quiet and composed. It was so pleasurable that she forgot about finding a way to turn back. At the same time, her whole clothing reformed into a female uniform. In the same second, the wall separating the room ruptured, and Umar stood on the opposite side still unscathed and unchanged. He was glad for a moment until he realized what had happened, dazzled and speechless. Meanwhile, Graham was not disturbed at all at the sight of him. After the shadow returned to its home box, Umar took the perverted girl away and attempted his best to restore her rationality. Unfortunately, Graham had never been seen again since then, whereas Umar had always displayed a remorseful frowning face, signifying a possibly tragic outcome.

=== ABOUT THE AUTHOR ===

If you happen to like it, make sure to favorite it and watch me for future uploads. I will really appreciate it!
Also, if you don't mind, leave your thoughts down in the comment. I always reply to comments.

I'm also open to commissions. Contact me privately for further information.

A visionary and prudent content creator who aims to serve the very best to my subscribers. On DeviantArt specifically, my goal is to provide you with the best captions and stories revolving around TG, TF, and other related terms. I may sometimes digress to other genres, but that depends on my watchers, whether they like it or not. Since I am a student at the moment, earning money is difficult. I would really appreciate if you could help and support me by donating. You can support my growth on Patreon (www.patreon.com/rubyilarion ) or Ko-Fi (ko-fi.com/thestorseleukos ).