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...
Author's Note: A story requested by a reader. *** Jennifer rolled over onto her side, facing away from her girlfriend. She felt her do the same, their butts pressing together, though it did nothing to add intimacy to the night. After a failed attempt at riling up her lover there was no redeeming it. All they could do was try and sleep, despite Jennifer's l...
This is the central hub for a collection of one-shots and branches set in a single fictional world, Autumn. These tales can be read in effectively any order, and require no introduction. If you want to leap right in, go ahead. Otherwise, a short primer is printed below. Table of Contents I - (Male God) walking out of the endless wilderness. I - A (very botto...
The thrum of her phone tore Carmen's gaze from her book on archaeology. Who was it this time? She checked the date; probably Leah. Opening e-mail, she was struck by another picture of Leah Adams, topless and beaming at the camera with one arm hefting up her breasts. A half empty glass of milk sat in the background. When Carmen wrote the change, she hadn't e...
Author's Note: This is a story requested by one of my readers. *** Silea's heavy footfalls echoed down the hall. They were fast and brutal, enough power behind each step to crack wood, and a daunting figure made it very clear where that level of strength stemmed from. She was an Amazon, women born to fight and hunt on par with any jungle cat, or even outma...
Whatever expectations she had were shattered. Pleasure was no stranger to Carmen anymore since masturbating daily, nor was oral from her time with Stacy, and the infrequent blowjobs Ryuka snuck upon her, but this shocked her to the core. Moans trickled from her mouth like sweet nothings. She stared at the ceiling, hoping to reconcile reality with the sensati...
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Gretchen asked, watching Carmen's blank face. Did she finally break or something? It couldn't be. After everything else, it was this that broke her? Bullshit. But that seemed the case, as Carmen didn't answer her, like she was oblivious, then she blinked and focused on Gretchen. A rapid, biting cold poured through her v...
*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...
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...
Nobody was looking at her. Well, they were, but not for the usual reason. People usually gawked at her as she towered over them, height distracting from her voluptuous curves, now it was her curves or nothing at all. And, strangely, Amy wasn't sure how she felt about it. The initial novelty had worn off and left a faded version in its place. Small nuisances...