Fictional story about fictional characters. This is my fantasy of Season 2, Episode 10. ***** Red Foreman hated his birthdays. It wasn't that he minded getting older; he didn't feel older. It wasn't that he minded losing more hair; he began losing it in high school, so that was no big deal. No, the reason Red hated his birthdays was because of all the fus...
A.N. So...Christmas is over, but I wrote this anyway XD The Following Contains: Ms. Santa dickgirl, fucking the ass of Santa Claus if he was a young slim male with a cute fuckable ass XD Along with a lot of fetishes sorted out into the twelve days, which include, bdsm, ball busting, teasing and denial, slight pissing play, enema play, dirty talk, electro p...
Travis stood on the corner, wishing that he didn't give a crap about what he wore. After all, if he didn't give a crap about what he wore he wouldn't have come out tonight in just jeans, a T-shirt and a thin leather jacket. The tee even had holes in it where the seams were wearing away after countless washes and being worn to innumerable gigs and shows. But...
Guess Who Called? I'd just gotten back from a business trip for a couple of days to Miami, when I found a change had started in my life without my knowledge or participation. My wife, Claire, picked me up from the airport at dusk, and as was our way, we stopped off for light dinner on the way home. Sitting in a little Italian restaurant several miles from o...
Connie's Weed, Part 4 — Revenge Blown Out Of Proportion A four part tale, laced heavily with lesbian encounters and strange transformations. ~ A word of warning, before you even start reading: A lot of what happens in this story focuses on the rather weird fetish of Breast Expansion (BE) -- from A to D, and occasionally up to and ultimately beyond the siz...
A.N.NEW STORYYYYYYY!! :DDD This story is actually heavily inspired by the Monster Musume universe, if you've never heard of it you should check it out, it's pretty funny and quiiiite sexy :3 The Following Contains: Breast milking, and cock milking by a human femboy with an anthro minotaur. Yum. This story is long since overdue so read along and enjoy...
"Where are you?" My bruised, battered, and somewhat singed body was only part of the reason why I wanted to snap at Goat who Wrestled. My sifu was casually walking around me, smoking one of his many, many, many pipes, and he had asked me yet another question that I was almost certain was some kind of a trap or trick. I was the Unconquered. I thought that b...
Kelsea stared at the barbed tip of the arrow, her eyes never wavering from the nocked and waiting longbow she had seen Carl use to such great and deadly effect. She sat, frozen upon the snowy ground, bent over Roland as the man she'd become irrevocably connected to slowly bled from his wounds unabated. The injuries were nowhere near as serious as they'd been...
14. Taming Matombo The next morning, the new mares were surprised to see their breasts swollen and heavy. They were brought to the milking shed, where ten new machines had been installed. The mares lined up and waited for their turn to be milked, talking excitedly about the novelty. Almost seventy pints were extracted from their perky, turgid breasts. Lin...
Three. The day of the Jeckell. Steve woke up slowly; he had stayed at Angel's apartment in the Twenty Sixth Century. His ears were missing the sound of birds twittering outside. There were no birds outside her apartment, it was underground as was all of this centuries London. The birds were on the surface with all the other wild animals including wolves a...