We tumbled through the villa's door, our shopping bags careening off the entryway walls like drunkards in an alley. Closing the door, we set the bags around the room: Jillian's next to her travel bag by the bathroom; Bee's at the feet of the sofa's end table; mine, indiscriminately, by the sitting room chair. In silent, ingenuous unison, we began disrobing,...
I used to live in a small rural town, a community large enough to have a mayor, but small enough that he didn't have to quit his day job. And while I was there I began helping out with the annual Christmas parade. At first I was just a general gopher, doing odd jobs and making sure people and floats were where they ought to be, but as I continued to help out...
Cindy arrived at the club around 10pm. There were lots of men scoping out women but she saw no one who appealed to her. Just once, she would like to find a nice guy who wanted a serious relationship. If only she could find a man who wanted to commit, settle down, and get married. She gave up the fantasy of finding her prince charming long ago. Right about no...
The ceiling fan spun around and around and around. It was that time of day again. It was that kind of class again. Dr. Seguin was now lecturing about the Great Pyramids of Egypt, Jeffrey LaDow loved it. LaDow would sit back in his desk, stare at the ceiling fan, and let his imagination run wild. As a child, he remembered going to the theatre and watching old...
- Disclaimer- This story involves forceful sex, unconsensual, whatever you want to call it. And it involves chicks with dicks, so if you're not interested in that, please kindly go read something else! Thanks. *** With the eerie silence that had fallen on the dark, sullen forest, that seemed un-natural, the only sound that was heard was the quick, frantic...
As the therapist sat down with the woman he made a note. -Thirty-six year old subject seems well-rested and alert. "My name is Mr. Sands." he told her, shaking her hand. The big-chested, dark-featured woman nodded and smiled. "Nice to meet you." she replied. "Can you tell me a little bit about your background?" he began. "Ah, I was the youngest of thre...
Yrba's Travels, Pt.9 — The Living Cauldron by Paul Gerard (a pen name) ~ Part 9 of a 12-part tale, laced heavily with lesbian encounters and strange transformations. ~ A word of warning, before you even start reading: A lot of what happens in this story focuses on the rather weird fetish of Breast Expansion (BE) -- from A to D, and occasionally up to a...
If you enjoyed part 1 and you're planning on enjoying this part, please check out Sarkopheros's stories if you haven't already. He is a huge inspiration. As per before, expect crazy proportions, impossible cum inflation, expansion and hyper themes. Valerie Song: Hot Yoga Part 2 By the time Valerie had finally showered off the layer of spunk coating her b...
Urban Oddballs: Mommies, Shorties, and items Oh My! Edited by Thegreat_pretender "You're so tiny, fuck... this is bad. Um, are you okay?" Barso asked, looking down at the diminutive Poppy. Poppy, a plump short-stacked dog-girl in nothing but her now oversized tank-top, stumbled over her discarded clothing towards Barso's still erect member. With her bl...
Edited by Thegreat_pretender Thursday-Through the Threshold "So then Carla busts in and the whole mood was ruined..." Muutan stated as she and Goalma walked to the dock. "Well shit... so, is Brick pretty big or what?" Goalma giggled, measuring the length of the man's dick by spacing her hands apart. "Well, to only be eighteen he's pretty large," Muut...