"Carmen?" That voice. Stern, scared and supportive all at once, ran over Carmen's skin like molten nails, warming and hurting her in equal measure. It's source; Alicia Robins, her mother. She was avoiding her for a reason. While Gretchen said she could cover up around her family, Carmen was still scantily clad, to the point that a single slip and her tattoo...
If you enjoyed part 1 and you're planning on enjoying this part, please check out Sarkopheros's stories if you haven't already. He is a huge inspiration. As per before, expect crazy proportions, impossible cum inflation, expansion and hyper themes. Valerie Song: Hot Yoga Part 2 By the time Valerie had finally showered off the layer of spunk coating her b...
*Author's note: I had originally intended for chapter 7 to be the final chapter in the Drama Bomb arc, but it's grown so long I decided to break it up into two parts. As with all my stories, Sarkopheros has been a huge inspiration to me, as well as donating his time and considerable storytelling ability to help me polish and edit my work. If you enjoy this s...
Erik walks up to the front door of his home and pulls out his keys from his backpack. Unlocking the door and walking inside he takes a moment to stretch. Feeling relieved that finals are over and he isn't going back to school for a while he starts walking to the kitchen to grab a snack. Grabbing a protein bar and an apple he continues to his room, turns on h...
1 "Hell hath no fury as a woman scorned..." Dr. Arthur Jackson pushed back in his black leather office chair as he paused his statement. "But that's not the full excerpt. Does anybody know the full, unabridged version of this work?" His tranquil green eyes scanned his five students spread throughout the room. "Daphne?" He called out after a painful silence...
The Futas The elite, the rulers, the chosen few. Physically similar to women other than that they possess male reproductive organs instead of female ones. Additionally, their pheromones make women aroused and suggestible. The Futarchy The futa-controlled government that rules the world. The Women The underclass, the ruled, the working masses. In thrall to th...
(Based on a suggestion by Anon. Thanks to a different Anon for the better title!) Chapter 1: Sunday Caitlyn sat on her couch, lazily flipping through the channels, finding nothing interesting to watch. Somehow, her husband had activated the long-dormant V-chip in her television to block all the sexy channels. What a joke! As if he really cared if she playe...
"Y-you mean, with all those Futanari?" Gwen asked, gulping loudly and taking a deep drink of coffee. "Yes, only on a larger scale. Since the ones from before were all below average, these will be a fair amount larger." Diana told her. Gwen's finger began tapping against her leg. The habit was originally for when she was deep in thought, but now it was a sub...
Kasey meandered through town in hopes of finding something to do. That was the downside to a day off after so long spent grinding through college. Everyday, she had something to do. Draw, paint, masturbate. But she'd done all those earlier, with some help from Piper. Three cocks strangely made for an excellent muse, filling several pages of her sketchbook, w...
All Characters are eighteen. Alex lay face down on his bed. It had been almost half an hour and his ass still felt the faint sting from the spanking he'd received. Soon after receiving the phone call from school telling his parents he'd been suspended, his furious mother had called him downstairs, where he received one hell of a talking-to, which culminated...