Chapter 3: The girls kick it up 3 notches when Ripley's uncle dies and leaves her a small farm. It helps to read the first two stories but this one could stand on its own. As she unlocked the front gate, Ripley still could not believe her uncle Bobby had left his farm to her. Most of the family assumed it would go to one of his sisters. Ripley could only a...
This is not my scene. The name's Ailena Matronymics and I'm a member of the "Assistance for Hire" crew. If you've been paying attention then you know the deal: world ended, separated from family, found these people, yaddi yaddi yadda. Look, I'm just a gal from Brooklyn who don't give two craps about my family. I like these people so I'm happy to help out b...
Zam had never been in a dorm before but seen them plenty on TV, these long hallways with individual rooms, a small communal kitchen for each respective floor, common room and study areas. This wasn't it, though. The building was tall and fairly open with glass panes covering the outsides between tall and graceful-looking pillars of polished steel. It only h...
Disclaimer: All individuals in this story are eighteen or older. This is intended as a work of fiction. The author does not condone sexual acts with non-consenting participants. Please enjoy. Constructive feedback is appreciated. * It started out like any other day. I think it was a Tuesday in fact. I was reading the classifieds in yet another ill-fated a...
You are Naomi Haruno, a drop-dead gorgeous schoolgirl at the age of 18. You have long, beautifully flowing pink hair, and cute, bright blue eyes. Your physique is trim and lightly toned, with curvy hips and a perky rump, as well as plump D-cup breasts. You wake up in the morning on a Friday. Slowly, you open your bleary eyes to the sight of sunlight streamin...
Iris awoke the next morning and immediately noticed a change in her body. She felt... heavier. It took her a little extra effort to get out of bed, her breasts swinging freely beneath her gown. She walked into the bathroom to look at herself, and noticed already that her belly had begun to change shape. It was subtle, but it curved out slightly in a way it h...
It was the voice that stopped Alice. Smooth, sultry, nothing like you'd expect from a street vendor. "Interested in buying something for your husband?" The woman stood on the street corner. A hood covered most of her face, but Alice could see her full, red lips fixed in a smile. "How did you know I was married?" she said, rubbing her gloved hands together...
I am awoken in the middle of the night, and again in the morning, by the familiar stimulation of my nipples and the pressure to express. I position the cups and let the pump do its work, suckling, drawing the milk from me, relieving the ache in my too-full breasts and stirring instead a different ache, the need to be touched, and more, to be driven to climax...
In recent years, the music industry had been changing quite dramatically. Many of the top recording artists had gone on to pursue other activities and passions, some had even semi-retired from music altogether. Cynthia Anderson's music career was still going strong but she had found getting involved with activism to be just as fulfilling. Her passion was ani...
[Note to fanboys: Fully aware GPU normally stands for Graphics Processing Unit and GOS for Graphical Operating System. Lighten up and have some fun with it!] [Author's notes: Warning! This is a Fetish story. If you need to give a lecture about faithfulness or STDs, give it to your own wife. It involves a variety of sexual activities, including same sex acti...