"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...
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...
Waking up this morning I bet you didn’t know it would be the last day you spent here on earth. Climbing out of bed you hit the alarm clock for the third time, you can’t quite place what is wrong, you just can’t seem to get out of bed. Getting ready for work is more of a chore than usual. For whatever reason nothing seems to want to cooperate. Your shower hea...
Part 1: A Snack Before Dinner Four days have passed since Chrissy's adventure at Futanari Palace. Since that glorious night he only goes by Chrissy, he no longer identifies with the name Chris. He has begun dressing only in women's clothes, with full makeup and a wig. His coworkers weren't all that surprised by his change in behavior, they have suspected hi...
AN: Again, this story is mostly Futa on male. It contains Futa on Female, but mostly its about Futa on male. That's a particular fetish not everyone has. If you don't have it, I recommend the back button. Ok, on with the story. ***** Jacob Abrams was born in Paras, capital of Frankia, one of the largest allied nations. His father, a carpenter, had served...
"Hi Bob! Welcome to Make Me A Futa," said Ann, guiding me to the contestant's chair. The audience could just be seen beyond the glare of the studio lights and the array of cameras. Certainly their rustling and murmuring and laughter could be heard. And as if it wasn't terrifying enough being centre stage for the first time in my life, I was dressed like a gi...
Not- The BBC Corporation owns the rights to Doctor Who. I have written this simply as an homage to the iconic show. Long term fans of the show may remember the episodes with Tom Baker and the 'Ark In Space.' xxx "Well I never, the Nerva Beacon, again!" The newly regenerated thirteenth incarnation of the Time Lord known as the Doctor was surprised and amu...
Ashley smiled in contentment and rolled onto her back. It squished under her weight and her cock flopped onto her thigh, dripping with the tiny remnants of her climax. She stretched and sighed at the pop of her joints, then sat up. Yesterday had been something out of an online porn novel. The question of how she hadn't died of dehydration resurfaced as she s...
I've decided to change it so that you guys can post your own chapter and create your own branches if you want to. There are some rules that you have to follow through if you want to add a chapter: Extreme blood or gore are not allowed. Beastiality, underage sex (younger than 18 years old) and extreme violence are not allowed. Power plays, non-consent fantas...
The redhead almost felt sad that she had eaten lunch, knowing she would need all the room she could get, but at the same time, she knew her body would expand as needed. A gallon a person, she thought, and knew today would leave her little more than a human balloon of cum. "How many are there?" She asked, already taking off her blouse. Allie's eyes naturally...