Author's Notes: More futa on male stuff. If that isn't your thing, you've been warned. To the rest, I do plan on finishing this up with a third chapter but it might take a little while to settle on an ending. ***** "Uh, cream?" Kaleb stuttered. Sitirri chuckled. "For your coffee?" The Amazonian succubus clarified. "Oh, just a little please." Kaleb chuck...
"Don't make a move, don't make a sound. Not a sound." Mary froze, the cold steel of a knife pressing against her throat, as a woman behind her rummaged around. "All you've got is this one knapsack? Just this one?" the woman whispered, obviously angry. "Can't believe people these days. Can't believe it!" Mary heard the woman take off, the knife safely part...
The trio of adventurers had made great progress on their journey, drawing ever closer to Mary's hometown of Grassdale. "I'm hungry," Enn growled. "We've been walking all morning." "Shall we stop for lunch?" Clara asked. "Sure, I suppose it's time for a rest," Mary replied. "Now, what do we have to eat?" "Oh! Leave the food to me!" Clara offered. "After a...
Life didn't offer a lot of joy for Lydia. Her only daughter was one of them. In fact it was the only thing her former fiancée. Unfortunately the bastard had left her after her pregnancy. She raised her daughter Mary alone, her parents didn't give a lot of help. She thought about finding someone but she failed. Now at 45 she didn't have the mind and the body...
Mary of Grassdale sighed as she walked down the narrow dirt road, looking up at the clear blue sky. Leaves rustled in the trees on either side of the path, birds fluttered overhead, and a light breeze tickled Mary's face. "Beautiful day, isn't it?" Mary asked, sighing contentedly. To Mary's left, her companion grunted. Although she appeared human, this wom...
Author's Note: This story contains futa/futanari, lesbian and fantasy content and will eventually contain Female on Male sex. If that's not your thing, well, you were warned. This first chapter serves more as setup for further chapters, so bear with me. All Characters are over 18 years old. Enjoy, and give feedback otherwise. Vrida's golden red eyes are clo...
·Eskia Books A Holiday. An Eskia The Demonette Story 1. Warning. The following tale concerns the Demonettes and as such are not recommended practices for mere humans. Demonettes have a flexible structure that enables then to partake in activities that would not be possible for humans, Being a sex mad non-human immortal might help as well. So ple...
Vresas the Demoness (Futanari Demon Stories) 1 Iranon, Pennsylvania, 1923 "He's so. . . handsome." "And he's rich. His father is the owner of how many mills? Seven?" "Yes, seven." It was a typical Saturday afternoon. Emily and her sister Anna were doing the dishes and discussing boys. Anna had her eye on James Louis Armond—the heir to the Frakes &...
A quick fun story in the vein of the last one I submitted, this one about a huntress getting far more than she bargained for while hunting a demoness. ***** The forest sighed in the autumn breeze, tasting of frosty promise and long nights. Owls hooted, their wings gliding with a ruffle of feathered beats. Leaves stirred, hissing on outstretched limbs. Wate...
Chapter 1 Beth took the necklace out from its packaging. The chain was silver, the pendant some dark stone she couldn't identify. From a distance it seemed as opaque as onyx, but when she held it up to the light she thought she could see smoke writhing inside it. She laid it in a copper bowl surrounded by five candles, a pentacle connecting the candles. As...