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,...
Shock. Joy. Terror. Happiness. Horror. Exhilaration. Jess couldn't focus on a single emotion. All of them swirled around in her mind; a tornado, a hurricane, and an earthquake of sensation all at once. Her body made the decision to leak into the kiss, titling her head up as her muscles relaxed. The world melted around her, the people staring at her and the b...
You spent most of your time at home playing video games and browsing the internet. You decided to take it easy after high school before deciding college was right for you. That was a couple years ago and now you sense a growing frustration within your mother. One afternoon after dinner, you found yourself suddenly sleepy and crashed onto the sofa. Your next...
Every story must have a beginning, middle and an end; a universal rule that will seemingly never change. However, one can always control how they read a story, or rather exactly where they start. Typically you would pick the first chapter of a narrative, but perhaps you'd rather skip to the good stuff, or maybe you already read and want to start somewhere el...
***Author's Note: Series contains graphic scenes of incest*** Diana Masters quickly figured out one constant about prison: It turned her favorite hobbies into the day's worst moments. She used her fork to move around the putrid viscosity the administration dared to call mashed potatoes, swearing she just saw a drowning bug. Having a baby turned Diana into a...
Don't you just hate fetishes? I know I do. Being a slave to what you like and practically creaming your pants in the presence of this fetish. To give some context to my suffering, my name is Kayle, I'm a Futanari, my balls are the size of oranges, and I LOVE being hit in them. But I hate having this fetish. Not for practical reasons, like worrying about per...
The Virus Chapter 1 I woke on a hospital stretcher. My body felt weak and my head was dizzy. I noticed there were what looked like two nurses running, pushing my stretcher with them. Their faces seemed focused, looking ahead and shouting things I couldn't quite make out. One of them, who I now noticed was a young, red-haired woman wearing blue scrubs, tu...
Note: This story is a one-shot, but if people like the characters and where it could head, I might make a sequel one day. FYI: Futa = someone with both male and female genitalia. Without further ado, enjoy! -- I couldn't believe it. The semester was over. Graduation had come and gone in a flurry of tossed up caps and over-expensive rented yogas. Before...
It's not easy being a Futanari. Some people think it's all sunshine and rainbows, you get boobs and a dick? That sounds awesome! And it is! It's fantastic to come home after a long day at work and grab your already erect penis in both hands and just go to town on it until the satisfying squirt. I'd compare it to finally taking off your shoes right when you g...
4:32AM... it was 4:32AM when Carmen's fortitude gave out. She collapsed in bed, unconcerned when the springs stabbed at her, or with the meagre cover. Hot coals would lull her to sleep easier. On her desk, a series of newspapers were strewn about with random ads circled or crossed out, mostly the latter. Her phone was discarded beside them, out of minutes an...