Urban Oddballs: And Be Transformed Edited by Thegreat_pretender ***** After the defeat of Cheese Chariot, Palora departed from Helga and Poppy. Now, with the day being still pretty young, the bubble butt deer and her dog were now hanging out in Poppy's room. "Jeez, are you sure I can have some of these?" Asked Helga, holding up one of Poppy's provoca...
THIS IS A PARODY...IT IS NOT REAL...IT IS FICTION MEANT TO ENTERTAIN ONLY THIS IS A NEW SERIES ABOUT SUPERBABE A SUPER HOT SUPERHERO STARRING KIM KARDASHIAN AS SUPERBABE...THIS STORY ALSO HAS TWO FAMOUS MOVIE CHARACTERS IN IT DR EVIL AND FAT BASTARD...ENJOY. *** Hey there, I'm Commissioner Dick. I run the entertainment industry of Tinseltown. Recently, we...
We had never been friends in the acual sense. Rather acquaintances, co-workers. We have met on the corridor from time to time and sometimes you have come to my office to talk about a business matter. My colleague has always teased me about you were not able to take your eyes from my cleavage. Some month after you had left the company we happened to meet on...
The ticking of the clock, the slow movement of the minute hand across the face of her watch seemed to taunt her. Amanda knew she had started her preparations for her date too early, and now all she could do was pace. She was afraid to sit down and wrinkle her skirt or have a glass of water and mess up her carefully applied lip-gloss. On her third lap around...
It had been a couple weeks since Suzanne had seen old Tom, the black janitor who raped her in the church kitchen. She was afraid to be by herself in church, so she always left with a group so he couldn't trap her again. She had not mentioned the rape to a soul because of the shameful way she allowed him to take her and because of the way her body reacted to...
Dory was a beautiful woman. And Jim thought she had only gotten more beautiful while she was pregnant. Her breasts, larger. Her body, more curvaceous. Her skin, softer and more supple, slightly more full all over. And she was glowing like he had never seen her glow before. Just thinking about her made his drive home to their house in the suburbs pass fas...
Hands. Strong, wet and slippery hands. Pulling, tugging, probing her places. How many hands, 4?, no 6. Oh god, 8 pair of hands, everywhere. Pulling hair, around her throat, fingers in her mouth, and fingers in her g-string. How did she get here how did she let this happen. Why did she let this happen? Did she want it to stop! Yes, no, NO! The conseq...
Yet again I found myself alone in Mike's shower. The hot water hit my lower back and ran down my ass. His semen washed off my thighs and the tenderness of my pussy was becoming easier to ignore. I turned around and let the water run down my chest, around my breasts, down the lines of my abs, and between my thighs. I kept my hair tied up to keep it dry. It wa...
(This is a re-worked version of an earlier story, The Girl with the Limp) I undress, shower, dry myself, pull on a g-string, wrap myself in a white coat, go to the window, push it open and gaze down at the market place. The early morning air carries the faint odor of rotting garbage and benzene. Tuk-tuks and a multi-coloured jeepney bus wait for custom. Som...
Orders for the second day were to show up at his work at five, dressed up like a model again. It was hot for an autumn day when I stepped off the bus, as I had a couple weeks earlier. I walked through the parking lot wearing three inch heels and a tight, form-fitting dress. This one was navy blue with white trim, and exposed my arms, cleavage, and legs below...