》Little Author's Note《 This story heavily uses the score system and a ton of variables so make sure to Start Game to enjoy the full experience. In this fantasy story you'll meet all sorts of characters that you'll be able to customize so as the story progresses go to Customization and change the names of the characters to whatever you want but also you'll co...
A pure fiction. None of this happened. Just the product of experience, an education and an active imagination. I hope that my creative writing teachers would be proud of the construction and detailed storytelling. I have a feeling that they would be less so about the actual subject and activities contained within the story. Could it happen? Or something ve...
PART II Several months past and the topic of cow and milking and breeding came up only once are twice. I never got my clothes back, but I did get my shoes. Terrence took another job and I thought it was over with. Then one day a text came in from Mark that said meet Terrence for an early meal and tip him the same way, with my body. I was confused as I had...
Bella sat with her husband, Clarance, trying to enjoy the fine spring weather. Unfortunately for her, Clarance had to ruin it with his boorish voice. "Andrew Johnson deserved to win the election!" he boomed, cake spewing from his mouth. Bella tried to hold back the disgust on her face. "What was that, dear?" "Have you not been listening to me, woman?" O...
Chapter 9: The Farmer's Daughter Dr. Casey Darden was supposed to be off duty, as far from the bustle of Boston as he could get within a half-day's drive; rolling Hills of Western Mass.; the yoga center down the way where he had had a spectacular massage that morning by a sturdy Chinese woman who spoke almost no English. Now he sat on the porch of his log...
Nicole's Note: In the real world, playing with fantasies of hypnotic nonconsent requires a foundation of deep trust, as well as things like safewords and aftercare. This is a fantasy, as I hope the goblins and witches make clear. ;) Also, if you're reading this in August, please keep wearing masks and social distancing. We don't get to act like the pandemic...
The time had cum to discuss the full implications of her pregnancy and ongoing relationship with Jerome, whom we both loved and worshiped dearly. Wasn't it time to admit to her family and a few other friends and coworkers who still didn't know? Didn't they deserve to know that the marriage that they had seen us commit to a few years ago was now a sham, that...
I went to the bathroom and started to shut the door. "Leave dat open, whitebread." I did. It didn't take long to strip off what little I had on. Stepping in I was surprised at how little of his sperm had leaked out of me. It had matted and tangled my light brown pussy hair, but none had run down far enough to ruin my stockings this time. The bathroom was as...
Evan came up to the stage to collect us, attaching a leash to each of our collars and giving Mistress a signed check before leading us off of the stage. Mistress seemed annoyed on our behalf once she recognized him as the boy insistent on fucking Eve. Now he would get his wish. He waited for us to exit the theater and emerge in front of some busy crowds be...
Devon was the owner of a brothel that was known far and wide for entertaining just about any sexual fantasy a man could dream up. He was a shrewd businessman with a good reputation. He treated his customers right, he treated his working girls right. His creativity helped maximize both his profits and his customer's pleasure. He offered both the basic and th...