[WARNING: THERE ARE BAD ENDS THAT CAN RESULT IN GORE, IF YOU DO NOT WANT THIS TO HAPPEN, CHOOSE CAREFULLY OR DO NOT CONTINUE] The year is 2147. You are Mia, a single, slim, 19 year old girl from England. You have white-blond hair tied back into a lengthy ponytail, and stand at 5' 3, weighing 113 pounds. You have a beautiful, feminine face, B-Cup breasts and...
Welcome to Impregnatar. The forest is alive around you as you wake up. Your head hurts. You're cool... Probably because you're naked... But a creeping humidity makes your skin sticky. You'll warm up soon. Your hair is matted by it. Your armpits and groin and all your fleshies are a bit more.... Moist... Than you'd like. A mosquito buzzes in your ear. Who are...
Thanks to Tangent Joker for the edit. "So! To summarize: The Zorgon Empire has contracted us to produce an army of clones for its new offensive against the Cretan Federation, and the Cretan Federation has contracted us to produce colonists to bolster their territories against the Zorgons. So you see the problem. We have a major conflict of interest ticking...
Flames erupted and spread across the ancient wall of stone. The magnified image of the Great Lord's face appeared. Abalix knelt. "The intruder has taken the fourth seal of the Demon Realm. And now she comes for the fifth." The prior guardian had failed! Now it was her turn! "I will not let her have it," asserted Abalix. The Great Lord's blazing eyes...
Author's note: May contain nonhuman transformation, corruption, breeding, and monster sex! If you don't like that, well, get out! Feedback appreciated (from others who like this sort of content) ***** Imp Corruption Chapter 2: Abalix "I sense no more humans in my realm," said the Great Lord. "Yes my Lord," responded Abalix in curious anticipation, "The...
Note: This is an edit of one of my older stories. I've placed it in a different category, added more description, and edited it for grammar. * The facility was round. A gigantic, gray half-globe of concrete and stone on the top of the hill, almost looking like a second sunrise. The building was surrounded by grass and, slightly lower, a partially electric...
Veronique is a true though bred. Like a high-spirited winner she is the classical example of the ideal woman in many ways. First she is beautiful. God is she beautiful. Long golden tresses framing aqua blue eyes, a cute turned-up nose and full pouty lips. Her breasts are perfect 36B with rose color nipples crowning flawless alabaster white skin. Veronique...
'And this is where the milk is stored.' I looked up at the big metal containers that filled the room. Pipes spiralled out of them and into the walls, reaching far into the facility beyond. A truck pulled into the loading bay, filling the room with the echoing roar of its engine. 'IT GOES FROM HERE TO THE BOTTLING PLANT!' Jodie shouted over the noise of the...
Mrs. McNeil paced back and forth nervously in her classroom, as she pressed out the wrinkles in her dark blue dress slacks. She wondered to herself, 'Am I making the right choice? Is he too young? Am I too old...or fat...or unattractive...or....' - she shook her head and inhaled deeply. The thought of continuing to cheat on her husband and possibly destroy h...
Christina and Connie decided to drive around the area. They looked for any signs of the alien. They drove slowly by Olivia's and saw the front door wide open. They pulled into the driveway and parked. The two women got out and walked up to the porch. Connie pulled out her pistol and held it out in front of her as they crept inside the house. They began to...