NOTE: This is Part 2 of a story sequence. You may wish to read “Danielle Submits” before reading this segment. Danielle lay quietly on the bed, heart racing at what she had overheard. “Did he really say something about an enema?” she thought to herself. Curling tighter into her fetal position she shivered at the thought of having to endure such a thing. “...
Welcome to the Holiday Anthology! From New Year's Day to Christmas Day, each and every holiday carries a feeling of happiness and magic with it! Some lose their minds to it, while some get filled so much with it, they have no choice but to grow! So come, read a tale or two and enjoy the holiday hijinks!What's next? New Year's with Cindy and Denise Vale...
Yeah, I said it before, but it bears repeating: use common sense people! Some of this stuff fucking hurts and if done improperly can maim you for life, so study up, understand which of the kinks are safe and which are simply stupid. Presumably there are a lot of smart people reading here at Lit, but statistically there are also some pretty dumb asses also re...
Toby grumbled under his breath, the stormy sea picking up around him, waves grey and reflecting the swathe of storm clouds above him, covering the sky as if they yearned to plunge down into the tumultuous depths. There was a ferocity in them, even though his eye could not pick out their movement as he bobbed on his surfboard, muttering under his breath somet...
Jeff rushed out to his car, the box of balloons in his hand, feeling the wet semen against his skin. What the hell was he going to do now? He couldn't change his pants, because his suitcase was in the trunk and he had left the keys in Alicia's general store. He surely couldn't go back to her and say "Pardon me, but watching you blow up all those balloons mad...
The origins of the magic marker are unknown, only that tales of it's exploits have been told for centuries, a magical artifact that can change both mind and flesh with a stroke. Earliest reports of the artifact state that it had been a quill once before slowly adapting to the writing instruments of the twenty-first century. It is said that the marker has alm...
We met in a public place, a Starbucks that I visited regularly. Waiting in line, I noticed her and I liked her hair (not to mention her legs!). Gotta say something. I come toward her and ask: "S'cuse me, but I'm trying to get the waiter's attention here and I've forgotten how to whistle, can you help?" And she says: "Oh that's easy, you just put your lip...
Hello, LadyLustful here. First I’d like to thank you for clicking this CYAO. This is my first one so I hope you enjoy it. Please be patient with me and some constructive criticism would be very appreciated. Now let’s begin!!!What's next? Who are you? What's next? Who are you?...
Author's note: This is a story about a woman who turns an older man into a compliant, sissified plaything. If that idea doesn't appeal to you, don't read the story. If you like the idea, read on, and don't forget to vote and leave a comment. You will need to read the previous chapter to see how we got where we are in this one. More will be added if comments...
Important Notice: On my vacation just now, I found out that I lost some of my fun at writing ever since posting what I created, because I always thought about what would be good for the readers. Something I never did in the years before. I wrote a story just as it came to my mind once again and can tell, that it does far more to relax me than what I did in t...