You wake up with a groan and wonder what just happened to you. The last thing you remember was playing Warhammer 40k with some friends and then sat down on the couch to wait your turn to play again and maybe catch a quick nap. "Well that is a good question isn't it my dear?", a very femine voice says.What's next? Tzeench, but way more female and l...
You wake up with a groan and wonder what just happened to you. The last thing you remember was playing Warhammer 40k with some friends and then sat down on the couch to wait your turn to play again and maybe catch a quick nap. "Well that is a good question isn't it my dear?", a very femine voice says.What's next? Tzeench, but way more female and l...
Rambling Preamble from the author and a quick synopsis: Before I begin I want to take a moment to thank all the people that are following me or favorited one of my stories. I appreciate the support and encouragement which is why I am sad to announce that I will be discontinuing all of my previous stories and putting them up for adoption by any user on this s...
[Author's Note - This began on AI Dungeon as a sci-fi story about anthropomorphic animal aliens coming to Earth for asylum after their planet was destroyed. It has now morphed into a long term project where I will archive all of my currently published works on CHYOA.com in one place and put the originals up for adoption to anyone that is interested. I want t...
[Author's Note - This began on AI Dungeon as a sci-fi story about anthropomorphic animal aliens coming to Earth for asylum after their planet was destroyed. It has now morphed into a long term project where I will archive all of my currently published works on CHYOA.com in one place and put the originals up for adoption to anyone that is interested. I want t...
(Cover Image titled "The Sacred Rose" by Celeng from DeviantArt) For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the Master of Mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dar...
This story has ridiculous body proportions as well as some female domination (nothing like bdsm or similar things though). If you are not a fan of these themes and features, avoid. Good day everybody. I'm glad you want to read about me. Let me introduce myself in short. My name is Lucy. Lucy Knox. You may also hear some refer to me as the Kind Giantess here...
In a part of the Warp.. The Elven Archer Kerrilian is on the floor, pinned by Norscan slavers and bred by them for pleasure, her eyes empty and her tongue out and wet.. her mind broken. In another she is with her party, slaightering the same slavers along with hordes of Skaven . A Tau woman is captured by the forces of Chaos, her cunt assaulted and moaning a...
A Gay Pride is being organized, and the chairpersons of the Lesbian and of the Gay association are in a quandary: both male and female Pride-goers are an odd number, and the hotel they're going to spend the night in charges ludicrous amounts for single bedrooms. "We may ask the hotel to put an additional bed into two bedrooms, in order to accommodate for th...
Bloody Sunday walked the station of footfall, looking for something. A small itch in the back of his mind spurred him on, as the dead blue eyes behind the metal mask scanned impassively, sizing up the local muscle. Casually vaulting the metal turnstiles, he strolled into a small encampment of beggars. The traditional cries of "alms, alms" abruptly...