The planting ground for your own ABDL (Adult Baby / Diaper Lover) and Infantilism scenarios. There are no set rules to this interactive story (aside from the website's rules about bestiality, underaged sex, extreme violence, etc.), so go nuts. To get things started, you best begin with what kind of story you intend to do. [Note: All Age-Play involved is non-...
The female body in repose. What a lovely sight it is. The subtle angles of the neck and the collarbone, the softness of expression and depth of relaxation in the limbs. When one brushes away a wayward hair from the soft, warm cheek, the woman in question moans ever so lightly at the disturbance of their sleep... Some girls, however, have had their sleep dist...
Three weeks passed. Heather had no callers, no visits from Cameron, and no sex. She was now afraid -- she might be pregnant, and she wanted it to be Cameron's child. Why, she didn't know. The kindly old physician who had delivered Heather herself nineteen years earlier, smiled at her. "I know this is a shock, dear, but you are --" "Expecting?" The docto...
The Jedi would beat out the Sith in numbers, due to a device called the Orgasm Bomb, Sith are reduced to a select few, Palpatine, Maul, and Ventress with Palpatine hiding her Sith background by using her powers to shrink her assets to the point she seems like a normal woman. Also she uses her own powers to prevent the Jedi from seeing into the future or seei...
(feel free to add) In a fantasy land, there is a tradition to have the daughters of Kings and noblemen live in castles guarded by dragons. Anyone brave enough and skilled enough can earn the title of knight. Once they have this title they are deemed worthy of taking on the challenge of rescuing a "princess" from a dragon. The dragons come in all sh...
You are a small farmer. Nothing special but you love your job. You have liked to get up early as a child. Your parents have slowly guided you towards it. You first learned to plant different crops and later how to milk the cows and minotaurs. You already knew how to give first aid to a monster before you graduated as a farmer. The werewolves that guarded the...
The war is finally over. The lady dressed in black bows her head as your King signs the last slip of paper, signing away her freedom and that of her people. Her proud features struggle to conceal signs of a broken spirit and she shakily rises to leave as she is dismissed. Yes, the war is over, and it is now time to celebrate your hard-fought victory. You gri...
21. It's not a mystical number by any means, its easily divisible by 3 and 7, and it doesn't hold any place in the heart of a supercomputer as the answer to everything. In fact, it's quite dull if you stare at it long enough. Still, 21 holds the key to unlocking the life hidden just beneath the surface as everyone, no matter of age or race or gender, everyon...
Author's note: G'day all, First of all an apology. I am still in the middle of writing Offspring. So far I have published 70,000 words. I need a bit of a break. Just a few days will do, other things are demanding my attention. To make the wait more bearable I am publishing this story. It is complete and runs into 120,000 words. This time I'll put up a fe...
I was running a bit late after I'd overslept my alarm clock, my shift at Missy Bee's and the hard riding I got from Leroy must have tired me out more than I thought. I managed to get into work just on time, once there I rang Sarah. "Oh hi Johnny, sorry I mean Tina, wow it's early," Sarah lazily answered. "Hi Sarah, is Marci OK? I can pick her up this eveni...