Poachers were the worst. Not humans. The random kind, the animals that caught a whiff of farm stock and dug under the fences. At the same time, Mina relished the challenge of a stray wolf or fox, since they usually put up a fight when she wrangled them into submission, sometimes saving a chicken or small pig in the process. Doing so got her covered in filth,...
Visits from Chelsea were eventful. Though it was the same event played differently each time, it never ceased to stick out, witnessing the futa get lodged in the doorway. Marissa had a stock of oil for that purpose alone, helping her friend get in. Once, she left her in the door and took a nap, tired of the routine, and came back to Chelsea still trapped. Su...
Hey, so, I have just awful writer’s block on my ongoing stories (my path in At the Cabin and the one I’m working on in the background; Lily’s Monster Blog is intentionally supposed to be sporadic in updates), so I thought I’d try something new to shake that off. This is generally a story about confident, covert nudity, and getting off on the risk of exposure...
Note: Thought I'd put this up. I don't think I'll write another contemporary story in a while. An experiment. Maybe failed. :( * * * South Florida, 1998. Karen was 19, thin but curvy in the right places, and a little on the short side. She was also a blonde—Tamara loved that. She had been with one blonde in her life, and she wasn't a futa. The two wo...
The world outside of this dungeon no longer exists to you. Your life out there has become foreign from the indeterminate number of weeks that you’ve been down here struggling to keep your wits. Deviant monsters who want nothing more than to abuse your prone body lurk down every hall, and there is a constant test of faithfulness to your wife who awaits your r...
Note: this submission contains scenes of incest. Don't try this at home. ============================= SYDNEY BREMNER'S LOG ENTRY #14 - 02/09/202X - 03:22 PM ADDENDUM TO MY MASTURBATION JOURNAL Still a warm throbbing in my vagina. I've been horny for more than 2h now. Involuntarily. My clitoris is extremely sensitive and more erect than I've ever observ...
"So, what's the plan tonight?" Amy asked Amanda as she ducked under the 'large' doorways on the way to her next class for architecture. She didn't necessarily plan on pursuing a serious career in the field – her modelling agency was just waiting for her to dropout – but she enjoyed creating the model structures. Though she tended steer away from the blueprin...
All characters are 18 years old or older. I am struggling with part nine of Mr. Robinson. So in the meantime I have written this one shot for your consumption. It is nestled in the Shawverse but is a standalone and so doesn't greatly impact any major story arcs. I hope you enjoy it. If you have any suggestions for this story or any others feel free to contac...
Author's Note: This is a one-shot, though it's open-ended. I tried a few things here and it ended up being a lot longer than I'd anticipated. I urge you to check the tags before reading. ***** Terri crested the final step with a loud huff. Voices blared from below, her little brothers and cousins running amok while their parents relaxed in the living room,...
***Author's Note: Series contains strong elements of incest.*** 5 YEARS AGO Maddi's hand trembled as her knuckle banged against her mother's front door. She couldn't explain her nervousness and felt sick with an overwhelming urge to run back to her car. The nipping winter wind flipped Maddi's skirt over her hips. It allowed the bitter cold a chance to pier...