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A Feedee's Story Ch. 01: First Date

by ReeCalor on Dec 25, 2018
Fetish

I stood in front of my closet, eyeing my clothing options for the evening; making a decision was proving to be more difficult than I'd originally thought. If this were a run-of-the-mill date, I'd just wear something that I thought looked nice, but this wasn't a run-of-the-mill date. This was a first date, and my first date with a woman who loved fat guys and...

My Last Night of Freedom Ch. 05-06 - END

by Sungmehetu on Jul 6, 2020
BDSM

(Serious thanks to the editors that have to deal with me. They are the gate-keepers, and still have to read every story submitted. Again Thanks!) Chapter 5 Routines and Wailing Michelle wasn't the only lesbian woman that was enslaved to be a breeder. In the client schedule of two months, with some 30 clients, 3 preferred women over men. It made my job mor...

Laura's Moment Ch. 02

by cottonballs on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

Laura opened her eyes slowly, allowing them to become accustomed to the bright spring sunshine streaming through the pale gold curtains of the bedroom. The bed, unknown until a few hours before was gently supportive and warm. The room was slightly too hot for her liking and the duvet had been pushed down so that it covered only her legs. She lay there for a...

The Milking Herd Ch. 05

by StoryTeller07 on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

Ch. 05 A new hucow is bred * 'I'll be out this afternoon, Jim. Charlie needs me to make a special farm inspecting. They produce milk, and need a hygiene certificate,' Doris explained, sounding full of self-importance. When the door was pulled behind her, the team gave a collective sigh of relief. The boss, Charlie, had done them a favour by getting her o...

Invasion

by NightOwl64 on Sep 28, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

------------------------------------------------------- WARNING! THIS IS A WORK OF EROTIC FICTION. IT IS ADULT ORIENTED MATERIAL OF A SEXUAL NATURE. The copyright of this story remains with the author, Night Owl. This posting does not give you the rights to post this on any website without obtaining the author's permission first. --------------------------...

The Milking Herd Ch. 07

by StoryTeller07 on Feb 19, 2018
Fetish

Ch. 07 Bulls breeding a hucow After a few days living in a milking stall, Margaret worried that she might have been abandoned by Mathew, her boyfriend and master. He'd sent her for hucow training which she agreed to because he was her master, and had to be obeyed. As soon as she got to the farm, she was attached to a milking machine, which meant she couldn...

A Pennyworth of Bondage

by Alibodgeeddy on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

My name is Worth, Penny Worth, and I love being in bondage, yep I know that's a conversation stopper but it is the truth! It all started when I was child by my reckoning, my mother leaving me in a harness on a dog chain to stop me wandering away when she was doing housework or working round the garden! It was done with the best of intentions by loving paren...

Feedee Nation Ch. 01 - Sam

by MissSkye on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

Our story begins in a world much like our own. The United States thrives as a home to many of the world's largest corporations and greatest innovators. The country is full of good consumers, heavily influenced by the media's portrayal of an ideal life and an ideal body. However, this world's media doesn't have quite the same views as our own... and that has...

Barn Rules

by TxRad on Aug 28, 2018
Romance

Mary Beth sat on the old couch in the living room of her mother's house. She was turned sideways with her hands together on the back of the couch and her chin resting on her hands. Her eyes were sweeping the rain soaked front yard and the narrow two lane black top road beyond that. Everything was wet to the point of being soggy. It had rained every day since...

Grammar

by Nils Huim on Apr 11, 2018
BDSM

I sat at the foot of the bed, about four feet south of the wetspot. I had not made the wetspot, our new Dom had. He'd promised my wife Joy ("the Joy of Sex," as he laughingly called her) a big load and he hadn't lied. In grey shape it reminded me a little of the state of South Carolina. Joy had wiped her vagina afterwards and then tossed the tissues on the b...