Author's Note: This story contains human-to-beast transformation, reluctance, breeding and transformation fetish, werewolves, and (very slight) magic/bondage. All characters are beyond the age of 18, and none were harmed in the writing of this piece. ©WednesdaysCoffin 2019. This story cannot be transferred to any other site besides Literotica.com without pri...
We had lost the old ways. Well perhaps more put aside than lost...no one was sure. A simple substance discovered in a pale green berry had put dormant our inclination to go into season, had put aside the madness that accompanied it. Some experts were unsure as to the wisdom of this, but mating still occurred and the population hadn’t suffered, so most embr...
Matt is finally in high school, and excels in academics despite his confinement to a wheel-chair. He suffered from a rare illness when he was younger which left his legs useless. His body above his legs worked fine, including his recently awakened groin which his mother discovered from cleaning his underwear recently. She also discovered some girly-mags unde...
The breeze was blowing through the green umbrella awning causing the edging to flap noisily. Inside the music was playing just above a conversational tone, Dean, Frank, Satchmo and Peggy and others singing the classics. Students, sales people, an occasional teacher, moms with kids in tow, and grandparents having a day out with their little ones all line the...
Nathaniel Woodson lay on the couch of his apartment waiting for Kayla to show up. She was late again, but after knowing her for 12 years, he wasn't very surprised. At 23, he was used to all her little habits; which included being late to their movie night. As corny as it may had seemed, it was their tradition. He pushed back the bangs of his messy brown hair...
I've never been a macho type. The only thing even resembling macho about me was the fact that my research sometimes involved WIMPs and MACHOs. (For the people who aren't professional physicists, those would be Weakly Interacting Massive Particles and MAssive Compact Halo Objects.) It should come as no surprise, then, that what I sought out in a woman was n...
Back on Argos, Calisto shivered in fear. Having watched Demetrius be chained and taken away by the guards, she did as he had asked and stayed hidden in the quiet bush shrouded cove they had sought refuge in the night before. Waiting hours to make sure no guards were still present she spent a fitful night crouched under the palm trees, crying herself to sleep...
Well, you're here. Velvet Steel. This is a far cry from the previous gym where you were a member - a typical commercial gym, with way more cycle machines and treadmills than anyone needs. The dumbbells for the "women's section" were pink, cutely shaped and far too light to be of any use. You're trying to get strong, damn it! You don't care about lo...
(I really started this story before introducing my characters but it was rampant in my mind and so I typed this first, hence the "B" of Chapter 1. Perhaps later, I will finish Chapter 1-A but for now, I think it is a delightful mystery for you readers to just enjoy... which I hope you do.) * Her steps were shuffled, as if she purposely kept them quieted. T...
The Throne was ancient. Just how old it was, was beyond memory, even racial memory. It was of a dark wood bound on both sides by iron and bolted together by glass nuts and bolts. The right hand side was straight and level, while the left arched up over the seat back at a forty-five degree angle. A rust colored fur pelt lay draped over the center and on it s...