In the kingdom of Pendragon, slavery is a burgeoning industry. Anyone can end up as one if they aren't strong or lucky enough. Slaves can be purchased, sold, and traded legally by anyone with the right business sense and magic. Slaves cannot be freed and are at the mercy of their current owner. Often kept naked to denote their sub-human status, some are cher...
What might the world look like if women were usually stronger and more aggressive than men? Perhaps a society existing very much like the one we know, but with almost every gender role reversed. Not only that, but what if the ideas about the sexes that evolved in such a world were far stricter, enforced through every aspect of society and any deviation looke...
Stepping through the door to her studio apartment, she sighed in relief. Between her culinary arts courses at the local university and her job as a housekeeper, she was just happy to be home. At nineteen years old, she had left home first thing to pursue her dream of becoming a professional chef. It was a bit scary being away from her mom, dad, and three you...
The origins of the magic marker are unknown, only that tales of it's exploits have been told for centuries, a magical artifact that can change both mind and flesh with a stroke. Earliest reports of the artifact state that it had been a quill once before slowly adapting to the writing instruments of the twenty-first century. It is said that the marker has alm...
Founded in Manhattan in 1967, the Artemis Club was and still is an unusual thing. Eight up-and-coming women in the business world came to realize shared niche interests they had, and made a group out of it. It started as the ladies bringing pretty things along to clubs or one another's houses, but over time word got out. More and more, they had other people...
The stories in this interactive can be about two things: Either its about monster girls who, through some magic, happenstance, work of a lecherous adventurer, however it may happen, wind up naked and embarrassed. From there, it follows the pattern of any given ENF story, albeit with a unique touches involving the setting and specific monster girl in question...
Light shone through the curtains, blinding you momentarily as you sat up, taking in the environment around you as there's a knock at the door. Struggling to think, you stand up automatically, putting on a discarded red robe and staggering to the door. Leaning against it, the door knocks once more. "H-hello? Room service!" A female voice from the ot...
Dylan Goldberg wasn't what most people expected from her looks and origins. Long, naturally blonde hair, green eyes, buxom and curvaceous body, and born and raised in California. Despite all this seeming to make her the stereotypical valley girl, Dylan was actually self-conscious, insecure, socially awkward, and something of a shy nerd. She'd come to Italy's...
You don't know why they always pick on you, the guys who live in your building. You never give them any trouble when you pass by on your way out the front, where they like to stand in their sweats, either working out or hanging out, but they never let you go without something. Usually it's a just a comment, or blocking your path and making you shuffle around...
"And don't come back!" That's the last you hear before you're kicked out into the street and a door is slammed behind you. This isn't the first time you've been kicked out of an inn, but it is the first time you have been thrown out into the street in the middle of the day stark naked, your belongings kept by the proprietor to pay your debt. You bl...