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Filth Ch. 02

by Lycandope on Sep 15, 2017
NonHuman

Large red numbers wavered before Abigail's eyes. She blinked several times and then yawned, hiding her mouth behind her small hand. The room was utterly still and the only sound a faint dripping noise somewhere in the distance. Blinking again, the young woman sat up, idly scratching at the light fur along her midriff. Her hidden claws left tiny red lines a...

Filth Ch. 01

by Lycandope on Sep 15, 2017
NonHuman

Abigail lay in her bed, listening as her roommate's faint breathing turned slowly to quiet snores. She could hear muted conversations around her from the girls in her suite. She was still getting used to them but, so far, they all seemed like nice girls. Shifting to her side, the young woman watched the other side of the room to make sure Sally, her roommate...

Filth Ch. 03

by Lycandope on Sep 15, 2017
NonHuman

The silver crescent moon overhead cast pale gray light but Abigail noticed with faint alarm that the ground itself seemed to be glowing lavender, lighting her way. She shied away from the well-lit paths not just to hide her monstrous changes but also from an irrational fear of the blue arcs and nearly unbearable thrumming sound the lamps and electric poles g...

Filth and Fisting

by 57hangar on May 12, 2020
Fetish

This is an account of a true event.... I met a woman called Kate. We talked before meeting and discovered that we both like fisting and insertions. Over three hours we did so much that we could think of. To ensure we had lots of inspiration, I went to the supermarket first and bought vegetables, bottles, candles, anything phallic shaped I could find. When...

Filth worlds

by Sancho Sanchez on Apr 22, 2025

Imagine a world exactly like our own except it has become trendy, normal, or even biologically required for women to consume waste from other people in one specific way. You can look at ordinary days in the life of a woman in of any of these worlds. These stories all include the various bathroom kinks or cum eating. Obviously it's very **** stuff that's of...

Filthy Slave

by justjv on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

I unlock the door to my apartment and slowly crack open the door, not sure of what I will find. You have been my slave in training for quite some time now, and although you typically obey Mistress's orders, dearly afraid of the punishment you will receive if you don't, on rare occasions the unruliness in you gets the best of you. Ah. And there you are. Still...

Another Hot Slice of Mariana

by filthygingers on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I felt the vibration along my tits as I was finishing up my shift. Pulling the bike over, I fished down my t-shirt to get my phone out my bra -- the only place it doesn't slip out when I'm biking round town with my pizza deliveries. A guy tooted his horn in delight as he drove past, thrilled to catch a glimpse of a girl with her hand rummaging in her cleavag...

Tournament of Filth!

by FilthCanon_Universe on Apr 22, 2025

"Hello everybody and welcome to the first ever tournament of filth! I know none of you want to waste any time, so let's jump into it! Here on one side of the arena, a very excitable cabbit with the power to not only inflate YOU to a balloon, but pump up his pamps so much he could fly with them...Klonoa!" Klonoa waddles in wearing an absolutely pack...

Filthy

by gimmie_your_load on Sep 11, 2017
Fetish

I'm on my knees. The floor is covered with a mixture of beer, peanut shells, and slush, which clings to my shins and stains my plaid skirt's hem. With every thrust of the man currently pounding my loose, bruised lips, the back of my head bumps against the wood-panelled wall. I do not even gag anymore as his cock's head slams into my battered throat, filling...

Completeness

by filthmuse on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Seven fifteen. Seven ... fucking ... fifteen. On a Friday. A Friday, like every other, where I find myself here in the virtually abandoned office, sat before the screaming banality of a computer screen. Stacks of work get done sure. But all this extra work had no chance of being noticed let alone appreciated so why the hell was I still here? Why hadn't I lef...