Tags: Breast Expansion, Transformation, Growth, Bimbofication, Mind Break, Breeding, Interracial, Jihad Disclaimer: The story, all names, characters, and sexual incidents portrayed in this production are purely fictitious and above the age of eighteen. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is int...
After four fruitless efforts at a completed novel, a publisher had taken my fifth and turned it into a modest success. The rewards were mixed. A mandatory book tour had left me limp. Home after a month on the road, the challenge of proving the first success was not a flash in the pan had me in a funk. Lulled by the notion I might not be a starving writer fo...
Shanta was hustling and busting at the market that she hardly had time to sit down, let alone catch her breath. The canvas tent blocked out the brutal rays of the sun as customers came in droves to her stand. A naked man wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat stepped up to the table with several packets of blueberries in his hands. His long, flaccid penis touche...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Kat was lying on the floor by the fireplace. It was a good day to lie in front of a fire. A cold front had swept in overnight bringing snow, wind, and dull gray clouds. The crackling wood, the flickering light, the smell of wood smoke all made Kat feel safe and warm and a little s...
Players: Mark McLuhan, (Cindy Sue) first year college student and marketing intern at Little Miss Muffin, Inc.; Ms. Helen Pennyworth, owner and president of Little Miss Muffin Inc.; Carol Winters Vice President of Marking for LLM; Susan Evans, Product Manager of LLM; Julie Pennyworth, sister to Helen and professional dominatrix and practicing nurse. Tracy Ma...
Poking around the internet the other day I saw a picture of a naked woman standing a barn with a fully clothed woman standing behind her holding her arm lightly. A fully clothed man was standing in front of the naked woman lightly fondling her engorged nipple. She had a metal collar as well as bands around her wrists. Her large breasts were hanging down her...
WARNING: This story involves scenes of graphic sex including reluctance, seduction, mind-control, fornication, breastfeeding, implied incest and anal. If that is not what you are looking for don't read on. All sexual acts depicted in the story are committed by human adults over eighteen years old. This story is a fantasy written in several chapters. Its vie...
Commissioned by a friend from the U.S who loves monstergirl-makes-human-chattel stuff. And I'm nothing if my friends are not happy. Femdom, dark elf, the works. Monstergirls raid humans for slaves for breeding and labor, and take care in integrating, training and breeding them as sexual pets. Second Person, heterosexual story. Enjoy if you like that stuff....
Leaning her forehead against the window, she felt the cool glass calm her, her eyes tracking the form in the yard. For whatever reason, he did not like the riding lawnmower, and instead used an old fashioned push one that he had found in one of the barns. Moving at almost a jog, he went line by line, meticulously cutting her grass. He was cute when he did, s...
Zhura feinted, pretending a thrust with her staff, and then blocked Kajimani's swing. She crouched under the block, reversing her staff smoothly over the shoulder to counter with her own swing. Kaj skipped back. Zhura advanced, jabbing again. Menga the ironsmith had taught her the short staff, training her since childhood alongside his sons. The staff was a...