This is the story of how I met my wife. Thomas Jefferson High... That's where I went to school. We were a little over halfway through our junior year when my wife and I first met. That's when fate first fell into my lap. Oh that fickle finger of fate. I suppose most guys owe the meeting of their wives to fate. It certainly played a role in mine. Yeah, a Kin...
Author's Note: This story was requested by my reader, Sovietspyder. ***** It wasn't real. It wasn't real. It wasn't real... It was real. Mia couldn't take her eyes off her reflection, though the mirror didn't show her face anymore, gaze firmly planted on the heaving poles of rigid flesh that drooped from her crotch. Twin penises in every way, right down to...
Author's Note: So, if you're not familiar with Vlogging on YouTube, this may not be as enjoyable. Besides that, warning: This contains Futanari, Unreal Sizes, Growth of the Extreme Kind, and Severe Cum Inflation. This Chapter was Written by Unskilled on Futanari Palace. ***** Heavy panting filled the air, a mixture of excitement and anticipation although t...
(Inspired By "Surprise" by Imagination Station/Shyguy) (Thanks to Jen Lit Girl for the edit.) * Yes! The tumorous tube was the source of Eve's unexpected stimulation. As the twisted atrocity snaked through her moist tunnel, the tumors, boils, and warts passed over the sensitive nerves of her clit. It was better than any of her numerous dildos (collector'...
Author's Note: Okay, this one is literally just for shits and giggles. I will be writing sequels, but they too will be short and quick, however I will try to make them sweet as well. Warning: In later chapters there will be absurd breast expansion, futanari, extreme amounts of cum and lactation and anything else my messed up mind can conjure. Don't forget to...
Author's Note: This was supposed to be out on this site a month ago, but something came up and I couldn't find the time. Better late than never. As always, I advise checking the tags before reading. *** Alisa never thought she'd see a sight as perfect as the one before her. Awe inspiring scenery surrounded her, aged and fantastical in how the moss and vine...
Dear Sirs, A few months ago my husband and I looked at all different brands of the vibration platform physical fitness machines displayed at a Baby Boomer Show. After testing all of the exercise positions shown on the visual guide (particularly the sitting ones), I decided that the smaller machine suited my personal requirements the best. I particularly lik...
Three long hours she waited for him here in this dingy little bar. She hated this city and this cesspool just happened to be in the worst part of it. Looking around the room she saw people drinking. Drinking to forget, drinking to feel strong or beautiful or just drinking to be so drunk that they reach that point where nothing but the buzzing in their head i...
(For us the oval is the sporting centre of a community. We play cricket in summer and football in winter on the oval. The tennis/ netball courts are usually nearby. It is maths, not math. We can count more than to one which entitles us to the "s".) * The Mayor of Juniper Berry shook as he unwound the scroll. He read it aloud to the chancellors and council...
Author's Note: story requested by Blader17. *** "You're serious?" Monica stared blankly at the woman across from her. "It's just... too intimidating," the woman, Janelle, lowered her gaze to the table between them. She was Monica's fifth attempt at a girlfriend in as many weeks, and she came to the same conclusion as they all did; Monica was simply too bi...