Author's Note: story requested by Blader17. *** "You're serious?" Monica stared blankly at the woman across from her. "It's just... too intimidating," the woman, Janelle, lowered her gaze to the table between them. She was Monica's fifth attempt at a girlfriend in as many weeks, and she came to the same conclusion as they all did; Monica was simply too bi...
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...
Nerves clattered under Ashley's skin. In all her life, she had stayed calm, even in the most dangerous of situations. The locker room came to mind. Dozens of chances for her secret to get out, but not once did anyone suspect anything, that she knew of at least. Looking at the bulge in her new uniform, a Japanese style sailor outfit, she was at a loss as how....
Amy tugged at her skin-tight shirt, stretched taut over her braless breasts. Tiny details bulged out against the black garment, from the faint bumps along her areolae to her tense nipple. Even calm, they were conspicuous. Anyone would notice them. Given her height -- seven feet and six inches, last she measured -- she'd be fortunate if people didn't run into...
"Ha! Did see everyone's faces?!" Allie exclaimed, laughing as she, Kona and Gwen walked back into the redhead's room. As was the norm for her, she was blushing fiercely. "Everyone was staring at me." She groaned, looking down at her oversized stomach. Kona nodded silently in agreement, face flushed red as well. Allie faced them with a smirk on her face. "O...
Everything around her blurred into an amalgamation of colours and pointless shapes. She knew what they were. The faded turquoise painted walls that clashed with the strange red shade of the floor, coated with caked in dirt, and twin rows of students that kept to themselves. Some shapes were those of bags or haphazard posters celebrating school pride. None ma...
End Year. Our wonderful Futa heroine has finally found herself some underwear and not only that been introduced to some of the mystic powers that flows in the cosmos. The beautiful Sara has found her way into Fiona's bed and heart and is eagerly awaiting a return visit. However, Fiona has been pushing her prick into her partners with relish and mind numbing...
"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...
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...
"I'm sure that many of you are familiar with this play, as it was both a popular musical and film a couple of decades ago. Nowadays, such a thing is rare, since most of us are preoccupied with, shall we say, fun?" The audience gave a collective chuckle at that, several of them grinning knowingly at their partners for the evening, "Well, my production company...