Doomspawn: I Evolve To Ultimate Therianthrope Stories

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Onyx's First Summoning Pt. 02

by RubyDusk on Sep 23, 2019
NonHuman

Astarte considered what their next steps would be. She was off work the following two days, so they had some time to get things done. They needed to get Onyx clothes of vis own, cookware and ingredients apparently, as well as the ownership license. The license wasn’t technically necessary, as their iron was legal proof of consent, but it came with a pet ID...

God of the Stars

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

It's tough being a God, ladies and gentlemen. People think it's all power and glory but they forget about the one thing which drives everything among intelligent beings. The pernicious and inescapable fabric of politics. That's why I left Home, and came to the planet Earth. I have built a new life for myself in the City of Toronto, province of Ontario. I'm J...

Onyx's First Summoning Pt. 01

by RubyDusk on Aug 7, 2019
NonHuman

Heya people, had to do some heavy editing of chapter one in regards to pronouns mostly, so I figured it would be good to post both chapters together. Feedback is of course appreciated. As a reference note, Onyx's pronouns are Ve/Ver/Vis/Verself and for comparison sake: Ve=he/she, Ver=him/her, Vis=his/hers, Verself=himself/herself. Chapter one The circle...

Intimacy

by Histarter on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Prolog: Because we are currently engaged in "Slavery by Syndication," it is difficult for modern man to assert his individuality. Adding to the dilemma of "socialization," we have a syndicated academia that strain to seduce capitalistic communism onto their current students -- which attempts to robotize young minds by creating a higher educational power (a...

The Club Ch. 03

by Storyguy33 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

The crowd was increasing now, sensing a scene. My subject was laying in compliance, hurting yet aroused, longing for the culmination of the act. The row of clothespins resembling a picket fence attracted those who knew what it meant. Many could feel the pain that was going to evolve; all wanted it to be them who were waiting on that table. The sight was ver...

Beneath the Pine

by WFEATHER on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

The spring rain seems to be endless as sandra kneels at the base of a pine tree. her back to the trunk, her legs are spread outward nearly forty-five degrees each, the ankle cuffs connected by a thick rope wrapped behind the tree. her wrist cuffs are similarly connected, with her arms stretched high into the air and the heavy rope secured around a thick bran...

Rhiannon's Dream Night

by wazzup on Sep 15, 2017
Group Sex

Rhiannon had been alone all day doing the usual housewifely things, cleaning, washing clothes, and cleaning the litter tray. Her thoughts were beginning to stray. At 20 years of age she felt that there were more exciting things to be doing and she resolved to make a change to her lifestyle. Her first thoughts were to forget the cleaning – let her roommates...

Ariel

by Rouquie on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

I awoke with the memory of sweet scent and a chill wind against my bare chest. The rocky ground I had lain on was warm where my body had made contact. Wiping the sleep from my eyes I looked around the scorched surroundings, remembering how decimated this world was when we first arrived. I then realised that she was no longer with me. My eyes scanned the barr...

Lady Libertine Ch. 04: Like a Virgin

by Envisage on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Angie called me in the afternoon to rave over the script for telephone sex. "I was so turned on that I decided to email my script to Taylor," she admitted. I voiced my alarm over her sharing it. "Don't worry. I told him that I wrote it. Who else could have written it?" added Angie. I attempted to defend my point of view, but Angie kept saying how it was so...

The Hijab Hunter Returns!

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

Can you be a Hijab-wearing pious Muslim woman and still love BDSM? That's partially what this story is about, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Haifa Osman and I'm a young Arab woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in the City of Khobar, Saudi Arabia, and have been in Canada since 1999. I am twenty two years old, and study accounting at Algo...