Whilst perusing the archives at your university, you came across an old tome, dating back at leat a few centuries. Written in what looked like Shakespearean century English, was the title, “þe Booke of þe Goddeſſ of þe Futanari” (meaning The Book of the Goddess of the Futanari). You found no mention of this book in the university’s records. And no evidence o...
One of them broke out from the rest. Her steps were long and powerful. Gwen looked up at her, knowing she would have to even if she weren't kneeling. She didn't waste time, gripping the redhead's hair in one hand and bringing her close to her crotch, where her flaccid cock hung in wait. It was at least four inches at the time, something Gwen was eager to cha...
"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...
A black 18-wheeler truck parked outside the gym, on its side was the logo Paola disliked: "Futa-Cab." This is going to cost her a fortune, but she had no choice, she ordered the deluxe package. Just as Paola approached the container it opened and white light rushed out flooding the street, Paola had to close her eyes for a moment to get used to the new brigh...
The days since Holly's adventures at "The 1000 Lays" were mostly peaceful. Maria even managed to take Holly to a movie theater and watch a whole movie. To Maria's surprise, Holly kept it together and made it through the whole thing with no difficulty at all. "It's because of that night, Maria," Holly explained, "I came so much back then that my body is focu...
WARNING: This chapter includes the following "kinks": futa x female, female muscle, FMG, growth, dick growth, expansion, size difference, muscle worship, mini-gts, height growth, hyper sizes, mind control, cum inflation, cock weightlifting, sexual workouts ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+ AND OLDER! Varvara's heart was pounding in her chest when she sunk into Christ...
"Um, Mistress? Can I, uh, can I get up now?" She asked, squirming slightly where she sat, partly from the growing discomfort and embarrassment at calling Gwen by such a title. The redhead looked at her, almost seeming not to realise what she was saying, but realised the brunette had been sat there for quite some time.. "Oh, yeah. Sorry, um, you can move ar...
WARNING: Extended satirical material in this comedic fiction story may strike some readers as vulgar, offensive, prurient, or (worst of all) serious. It's satire. Please adjust your expectations and interpretations accordingly. We mean no offense whatsoever. A Hard Day's Night 4 Paola opened her eyes, the memories of yesterday's adventures echoed in her mi...
A single strand of spit connected them. Gwen didn't release the blonde, her hands massaging the clothed rear, covered by the tight, thin material of Allie's yoga pants. Though they weren't used for the art as much anymore, since most people were in near perfect shape now, with an inbuilt flexibility akin to circus performers' decades ago. Some still did it a...
There was a king by the name of George and he wanted a wife. At the same time he was looking for a perfect match for his sun Justin. Just would be the future king after King George died. King George wanted only the best for Justin, so he sent letters across the whole world looking for a queen for him and a princess for his son. The word travel far and a futa...