Hillary Trenton was having a blast. The buxom young archaeologist already had everything she could ever need in the form of lots and lots of money, but recently, she had been getting what she wanted. An incident with gamma rays and strange extraterrestrial debris had imbued Hillary with superpowers, including (and especially) a super-cock, massive in size,...
Part 1 The Bank Job Chris or Chrissy as he calls himself has the job of his dreams, he works at a sperm bank for futas. His job is to dispose of samples that are non-viable, low sperm count etc. All day long he dreams about the creamy, yummy cum from futas waiting for him to dispose of it. While he is supposed to put it down the sink, he has a preferred met...
Author's Note: I just want to say I am very excited with everyone's enthusiasm with these centaur stories, considering I'm rather winging most of it. Enjoy this next chapter! *** Soren moved restlessly outside the longhouse. He heard the muffled cries of his sister Rose and frowned slightly. Inside he could hear movement. "Be calm, lad." Callum requested...
Even in the shade of the massive tent it was still hot, and although Nadia Méchant wore little more than a transparent sash of green silk wrapped around her voluptuous body, her milky skin still glistened with sweat, and her long auburn hair clung to her swan-like neck and arched back. She was reclining against a mountain of pillows and cushions stuffed with...
Rose refused to cry, lest Thayer know the satisfaction of his power of her. Her mind frantically searched for a solution. There had to be a way to escape. She couldn't stay here, forced to live with a centaur and be his slave. This was absurd. Unreal. "Hello there." Called a soft voice. The older woman she'd seen earlier entered the longhouse carrying a tr...
Lady Gwyneth d’Lambert, paladin of the Holy Church of Alastriel and the goblin Cockweasel readied their weapons as a dozen bandits burst from the edge of the Forest of Dagindor. Gwyneth had rescued Cockweasel from his tormenting mistress, the vile sorceress Valeria the Black, and the two had escaped on horseback to the village of Crompton. There they had res...
The Daughter of Frigg Book 2 - A Sister's Heart From the Diary of: Megan Easter Gossler As told by: Owen Nomrist Tartarus - Agent Bryan Brown sat on his plastic wrapped bed, growling angrily as he tore beautiful ebony skin and bloody red muscle away from the tender thigh that once belonged to Kelly Spears. Across the room Agent Gerard Green lifted the d...
The next morning she wakes up well before dawn, Quell still fast asleep. Her womanhood is still very tender, though the shooting pains of fire don't burn through her when she moves. She eases out of her mate's grasp, quietly getting herself ready for the day without the help of her handmaid. The towel from last night has dried blood on it; she grabs a fresh...
Author's Note: Hey there, I was wondering...is anyone tired of reading these centaur stories yet? I only ask because I have one or two more lined up and I plan on writing them. The matter of my posting them all hangs on if you the reader wish more of these mythical creatures. If your answer is yes, do post your answers along with any comments/etc on the co...
Author's Note: This story will technically be the fourth in my Rarity series. I strongly suggest that you read one or two of the previous stories so that you can understand what the basic premise of this universe is. Otherwise, you'll be confused. I will admit, though, that I might accidentally be inconsistent with some minor details between the stories, bec...