Urban Oddballs: Mommies, Shorties, and items Oh My! Edited by Thegreat_pretender "You're so tiny, fuck... this is bad. Um, are you okay?" Barso asked, looking down at the diminutive Poppy. Poppy, a plump short-stacked dog-girl in nothing but her now oversized tank-top, stumbled over her discarded clothing towards Barso's still erect member. With her bl...
It was the summer of 69 the first time I saw her. She was wearing a polka dotted dress and looked like a girl from the 50's on her birthday – her sweet sixteen to be exact. (Although she looked like she was 16, I later found out that she was 19 years old and considered a legal adult.) I kept looking for the poodle on the hem of her skirt and the rest of the...
Chapter 1. Ring... Ring.... Ring... "Hello?" "Hi mom! How's it going?" "Aha! My long lost daughter returns. It's been a full week! You never called, you never wrote, you never e-mailed. Three weeks away at college, and already you're starting to forget your poor mother?" "Ha! I love you too mom. It has been seven days since I called you last Friday, hasn...
Chapter 3: Field Mission I hate field missions. For one thing, there's the clothing. I can't dress as devastatingly when I'm not in the Compound. Men trail me like lost puppies, women make attempts on my life, and officials have the embarrassing habit of arresting me just to see how my tits look with my hands cuffed behind my back. I also hate the lack of...
"Pst... Morgan, you awake? C'mon it's time..." Delilah knocked gently on the door to her roommate's private bedroom. Morgan had drifted off to sleep not an hour earlier in another small puddle of sin. It was only after Delilah tried to open the door that Morgan began to hear her subtle reminder of her promise to help. She scooted out of bed and pushed up ag...
It was hard to miss Harmony. It was my second year at college. And early in the year, it dawned on me that I kept hearing this one girl's name in almost all of my classes' roll calls. Finally, all the way across a lab I figured out who she was. It was amazing that it had taken me so long to notice her. She was short, maybe 5'1", had shoulder-length mousy b...
I had known Dianne since she was 10. We kind of grew up together, our parents being part of a big extended family group that got together regularly. She was a few years younger than me, and we had never been close enough for anything to happen really. One afternoon years ago, I remember being at her parents place having a swim. She must have been eighteen an...
It looked like I was sitting on the knob of a policeman's ebony trucheon. Grasping my bent knees with both hands, he shunted another inch inside my clasping cunt. "Oh! God!" I cried out as the rock, hard cock forced its way inside my tight channel. "I got a lot more for you baby, a lot more!" and he jammed more of his cock into me. "It's tooo big!" I g...
He led her up the stairs to his workshop, where his creative spirit thrived and expressed itself with the glee of a child. She was intrigued to see and try out one or two of his creations. When they got to the top of the stairs, he opened the door and she was a little disappointed. She knew it was a workshop, essentially a small factory where he worked with...
Nanarie takes a quick look around to be sure she's alone in the dark wood. The river before her looked inviting after a long day of slaughter, she drapes her robes over a near by tree and slinks into the chilling water, washing the blood from hands. Hagane stalked through the river, chasing after eels He had to make some quick money, and he surfaced a few y...