This story contains sexual content not suitable to minors. This content focuses around erotic transformation and some sex. "Look, I just sat through your tattoo with you, Jenna. Going to a curio shop is the last thing I want to do. I just want to get back to my hotel room and make some edits to that press release." Violet was visibly annoyed. Jenna had m...
This is the second part of a series entitled "Impersonating Brianne". It picks up a couple of days after the last chapter ended. If you haven't read the first part, I recommend that you do so. Enjoy! *************************** Marissa's heart was pounding. Her stomach fluttered. She fidgeted nervously. And it wasn't because of turbulence or flight anxiet...
Thank you for the feedback and your encouragement. Thanks to 'John,' 'Pierre' and 'Andrew' who helped proof read. There are still errors, I'm sure, but they are all mine. Please start with Chapter 1 or you won't know what's going on. ***** She floated up again from a pleasant calm depth and repeated most of yesterday morning's routine. His alarm sounded...
As I walk through the hall way of the spa, stretching my neck as I go and extending my arms to crack my knuckles, I wonder what kind of customers my boss has stuck me with today. As if put on her dump-on list as of late, I had nothing but the old, wrinkly, and unappreciative clientèle. I stop in front of a mirror to check my short spikes atop my head, when t...
"Shit!" Melanie slammed down the phone and walked over to the window. Staring out at the ominous clouds blanketing the lake, she said it again. This can't be happening, she thought. I can't be stuck here, today of all days. But she'd heard it for herself: The airport was closed for the rest of today and possibly tomorrow, depending on how hard the storm hit....
Ballet One I'd taken up classes when I was 5 years old. My beautiful mother, Natalya, was an émigré from Russia and had trained at the Bolshoi Ballet in Moscow. Then, on a tour in the 80's to Canada she had defected; not because she hated the Soviet system but because she met my father Andre, a Quebecer. He was a dancer too, but had decided to leave the pro...
Member 13231 -- Jack Greene I shouldn't have even looked at her, once I looked, I couldn't stop looking. The price I paid for staring at her was getting caught, and instead of a scowl, I got a smile. I shook the smile off, that smile wasn't for me. I was a thirty-five year old man with a failed career and way too much emotional baggage. She was a twenty-s...
Their lovemaking was slow and gentle. Rose sank slowly to the bed as the orgasms played over her. Rafe held her as she curled up next to him. As she started to relax, he reached over and touched her and brought her to orgasm again until a smile played over her face. Then they curled up and went to sleep. Rose woke up the next morning to find that Rafe had t...
A.N. Well the moment you've all been waiting for is here. I hope I made it worth the wait :D The following contains: Sexy happenings between a top dick girl and a bottom boy. If you're not into that kind of stuff, then you're missing out bruh. I hope you all enjoy! Happy fapping! Chapter 3: Take It ***** 'So tomorrow at three would be okay?' Casey...
Emily Larson sat at her desk in her white blouse and sharp, steel blue business suit of matching blazer and skirt, a folder containing a new legal brief in her lap, gazing out the window of her elegantly-appointed office. The late afternoon Summer's sun angled across her oak desk and bathed the room in a soft glow. A beautiful bouquet of flowers -- yellow ro...