A follow up to Hearth Witch, this contains more absurdly huge boobs. So if that is something you are not into, this probably is not for you. ***** Krys moved the boulder aside with a flick of her wrist, allowing her and Siteri to access the secret entrance to the fortress which protected the pass into the holy city of Vandrei. It had been two weeks since h...
I was driving back from the airport after seeing off my husband, who was off on tour for 10 days. As I drove through very light morning traffic, I was thinking of the unusual happenings of last few days. * * * * * I am a housewife, happily (?) married for 18 years and mother of a 16 year old daughter. At 39, I still have a lot of sexual urge, though my hus...
This is a continuation of (Don't Have to) Twist my Arm and (Don't Have to) Keep Me Growing. As such the themes of altersex women having sex and growing to absurd sizes remain. So, if absurd growth and size or women with penises are not your thing, I would go back. As a heads up, this has some demeaning language that is part of a d/s scene as Caroline and Sa...
Amanda yawned and stretched to pop her joints. She didn't have classes that day, though Amy did. Despite the Amazon's protests, Amanda convinced her to go, largely to let her body relax after last week and the subsequent nights thereafter. Turned out she could only handle so much of Amy's new size. Her pussy ached in satisfied exhaustion, still loose from la...
Author's Note: This story was requested by Finalman *** It had been a week since this craziness started. I was normal, you know? I worked at a grocery store, flirted with the hot guys that would occasional filter in amongst the masses, went home to watch Netflix and maybe fantasise about the people I'd flirt with. I'd occasional pluck up the courage and go...
She was naked; and horny. Lurching down the dusk-shrouded streets of Panama City, drifting away from the Interstate, she grappled with her own lust. Gazing at ther reflection in the sheen of a department store window, the shock, the awe impacted her again. Her hair was still the same auburn-red as ever, in a short, stylishly functional center-part; yet her u...
Pt.2 — Under Soiled Doves' Wings by Paul Gerard (a pen name) Part 2 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 and ultimately be...
This story contains massive lactating tits with some reluctance. This story is also part of a series of stories so check out part one out first. Third day - Sorry for another wait, and hopefully the wait was worthwhile. Not going to explain my life but things have been slow and unproductive, and as an inexperienced writer I don't know how to tackle this per...
Rachel 'Ugh,' I groaned as I blinked my eyes against the glaring morning light that pierced its way through the crack in the window shades. My head must have been replaced with a thorn bush during the night for how it ached in so many places. Every nerve seemed like a dagger stabbing into me. Gingerly, I lifted myself up on my arm, trying to swallow away...
Warning: this massive, sexually explicit story, featuring a couple consisting of a huge, burly guy and a petite, willowy size queen, is about her achieving her dream of somehow growing larger to the point that she out grows him in every way imaginable. If things like a size difference fetish, muscles growing on both men and women, a woman becoming altersex,...