Diarrhea Laxative Stories

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R & R Ch. 01

by Corvecoupe on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Authors Note: This is my first submission, and hopefully the first chapter in a fairly long story. It may take a while for the action to truly start but rest assured if you struggle through this chapter there will be plenty in the next! Please comment! All critiques will be greatly appreciated! Hope you enjoy! *** I snuck through the darken campus thinking...

Teased by My Neighbor

by randomer555 on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

I ate Beth to several more orgasms that night before going home at about one in the morning. It had been a long and frustrating night but I was also happy to finally have a keyholder. I managed to get about four hours of sleep that night. The chastity belt and my aroused state made sleeping difficult, to say the least. My alarm clock went off at eight, lik...

The Diaper Spa Pt. 02

by clazzjoud on Feb 6, 2018
Fetish

Angela Rivers had become a regular at Padded Bliss, the local treatment center known colloquially as "The Diaper Spa." For the last five months, she had been getting diaper changes from other women who appreciated her and her independence. She could drop a big load in her diaper and have the size of her poop marveled at. If her diaper leaked, they would play...

Gandalf Butt-Fucks Frodo

by IncestuousKnifeRapist on Nov 20, 2018
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

This story is taken from a Literotica post written by Incestuous Knife Rapist, because Incestuous Knife Rapist knows what the boys like. * It was a dark stormy night deeps inside the Mines of Moria, but since they were so deep below the surface of the Mountains the outside weather had no effect on them whatsoever. Nevertheless the Fellowship of the rings w...

Someone to Talk To

by Linda Gilham on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

its 7:15 and i'm awake. her hair is soft and in my ear and my thumb lightly rub rub up her forefinger. our hands are still clasped half under the sheet and together for so long, our palms are glued moist and warm. i listen to her breath in her sleep and she smells wonderful. and then she smells like motor oil. as i smile and begin to drift i squeeze her hand...

Welcome Back to Hell

by Noira on Sep 13, 2017
How To

Writing the second draft of your novel. Finally finished? Blissful freedom? That's not a light at the end of a tunnel, that's an oncoming train. If you have just finished writing your novel, set it down, take a step away, and lock that sucker in a cupboard. Seal it up with chains. Light it on fire. Destroy it. You thought you had to tear your soul out the...

Sensualist Pt. 02 Ch. 11

by Grouchojim on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Kimmie Needs a Refill – Kimmie Demonstrates Squirting – Kimmie invites Don to a Squirting Party After returning home from Nikita's, I found that sleep was not going to available to me that night. I lay there, thinking and rethinking the events at Nikita's and how they would impact me from that point on. It was a useless endeavor, rendered meaningless by my...

The Writer and the Freeks

by Cunnytarian on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

I have decided to reveal all, regardless of the severe pressure being placed on me by agents hired (I strongly suspect) by Johnnie Canlick and the Freeks: the beautiful red-haired, green-eyed, lightly freckled Ginger Freek, 36, and her daughter Debby, 18, of similar appearance, if somewhat taller at 5'10". Two more cock-hardening, long limbed beauties would...

Days in Rodanthe Pt. 08

by mindingutter on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

This chapter resumes soon after the previous ends. 1 The drive up the sunny Outer Banks to retrieve surprise houseguest Constance turned out to be almost two hours, as the hotel at which the Treasury Agents stayed was way up the shore. 'Houseguest' was somewhat of a misnomer. This athletic, petite woman, during what began as a routine surveillance assignme...

Cleaning Out

by brackenborough on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

It was a hot lazy day today and Jen was glad because she was not in the mood to work. She'd rolled out of bed at about 11, determined to get some shopping done. Now it was 3 and walking round the streets was not helping her feet at all; a good soak in the bath at home sounded really sweet. Her stomach wasn't feeling to happy either, though she had only done...