After a busy day at work I eventually left the office later than normal, I headed to the local train station to catch a train home. Things were clearly not going in my favour as I soon discovered that all trains had either been delayed or cancelled due to an earlier incident at another station nearby. I decided that instead of waiting for a train that I woul...
A round of applause went through the room accompanied by some cheering. It seemed I had done well as Masters' pig. As I squatted, completely spent, with my ass pussy completely filled by the huge barrel, filled with nearly 2lbs of rubber, not just stretching my actual pussy but also my insides. My lips still covered in cum and piss, I was still involuntaril...
I am a cock and cum slut. I truly mean that. I cannot get enough of men's cock. Morning, noon, and night, I love servicing hard, throbbing, dripping cocks, and feeling them fuck my throat until they shoot their warm creamy loads down my eager, waiting gullet. Of course, it is no surprise that this overwhelming desire makes me naturally submissive. Over the y...
Note: This is was drafted in response to a writing prompt It's absolute crack. What exactly was the prompt? "Cut from the curling team, Jacques thinks he has nothing left to live for. Marco thinks Jacques is right -- but there's nothing that says waiting for death has to be unpleasant...There you go, champ. Have at it. For extra points, work in sci-fi marine...
It had been two months since I first agreed to be a human urinal at Jon's bar and had undergone a total transformation training session with Uncle Bob. I spent two days a month in full rubber and installed as a urinal at the bar. The sessions were always hot, with lots of piss and cum to keep me well fed. Uncle Bob and Jon had seen to it that every day I "w...
The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...
Melinda opened the door to a very large guy, not tall but fat almost round. He waddled in smiling and sweating profusely. He carried a large Gladstone bag giving him the air of an old fashioned Doctor. Mistress Caprice said "Welcome Mr Smotherer, I hope you're pleased with your pig." "Ohhhhh yes, she looks perfect, I really have worked up a sweat on the wa...
As a child, I loved to gently swing back and forth flying through the air in a converted tire swing. Some of my favorite childhood memories were summer afternoons spent gazing up into the sky at the passing parade of puffy cloud animals. I remember the warmth of the sunshine against my skin and the pungent smell of that old faded rubber tire swing. As I lay...
Copyright 2006 by the author. *National Association of Schools of Music. DISCLAIMER: Though the organization and its national conference are real, the characters in this story are fictional. No resemblance to actual persons living or dead is intended. KN It was ten minutes past the posted adjournment time when the president finally banged down the gavel. T...
I woke with a start, someone stroking my cock through the rubber. It's one thing to go to sleep exhausted, drugged and horny in a rubber Vacbed, but entirely something else to wake up in one. The claustrophobia was immediate and intense, not being able to move was frightening at first, then as I realized where I was, I began to calm a little. My breathin...