Chapter 11: Vanessa's Transformation From the moment that her lips had touched Rikki's Vanessa knew she was hooked - hooked on whatever Richard had become. Hooked on how perverted this whole scene was. Hooked on how Rikki's futa cock felt in her hand. Hooked on how Rikki's tits felt mashed against her own. Hooked on how her pussy ached and her clit throbbed...
Morning finally came. A blessed relief to the futa who sat, curled up in a ball, on the bathroom floor to hide away from her girlfriend's relentless libido. Hers wasn't any better. Alisa's erection had remained stoic throughout the night, leaking pre-cum into a puddle and waiting for her self-control to crack. The possibility wasn't something she even entert...
It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon, and Michelle Palmer was driving through a lonesome country road. In this part of the county, it was so rural that the houses were spaced apart by entire blocks. There were no parks, schools, or shopping centers for miles; the closest thing out here that was of any use was a small, off-brand gas station. Why was she is s...
DISCLAIMER: All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age and legally able to consent to any sexual activities in which they engage. For the purposes of this story children don't start school until after age 8 which is why they can be 18 and still in high school. None of the depictions of sexual activity in this story involve ANYONE under the age...
Author's Note: This story was requested by Heromanbunny. *** Amy hugged her girlfriend tight and bounced her softly. The Amazonian futa's hands coiled around Amanda's waist, fingers almost touching, and felt it as her cock rammed up her lover's luscious canal. Just like her height would imply, Amy was endowed well beyond most futanari. Her cock stretched A...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** "You really don't know how the world works, do you?" That was Anne's mother, Patricia, again. She was right, of course; Anne had but a feeble, limited working of this turbulent world. And, dear reader, I'm sure that you're as clueless as Anne, as the inner-workings of this realit...
Alisa rolled her eyes and lunged forward. She captured Bianca's lips with practised precision, sharing the lingering taste of the girl's heady juices, as her tongue shoved inside and tangoed with its beloved. The futa began to lean back, allowing Anca to shuffle forward on top of her. Bianca's belly rubbed against Alisa's cock, as did the bottom swells of he...
I've decided to change it so that you guys can post your own chapter and create your own branches if you want to. There are some rules that you have to follow through if you want to add a chapter: Extreme blood or gore are not allowed. Beastiality, underage sex (younger than 18 years old) and extreme violence are not allowed. Power plays, non-consent fantas...
A single strand of spit connected them. Gwen didn't release the blonde, her hands massaging the clothed rear, covered by the tight, thin material of Allie's yoga pants. Though they weren't used for the art as much anymore, since most people were in near perfect shape now, with an inbuilt flexibility akin to circus performers' decades ago. Some still did it a...
Requested by Lazy276. *** Paola chowed on the tip of her pencil as class dragged on, it was a lecture on one of her most beloved subject, cyberfeminism, but she was helpless to ignore the wet T shirt contest outside. Having a body as amazing as Paola's she couldn't sit anywhere in the classroom, she had to seat at the back next to the window, most of the t...