I am a young man, 24 in age, short hair, somewhat athletic built. I often go on hikes, camping in the woods with my friends. I have no girlfriend because I'm usually too shy to talk to girls and none of my hobbies lead to interaction with them anyway. I've finally decided to go to the Summer Music Festival, it's on the other side of the earth and none of my...
"Just who is this Futa-Girl???" Jacqueline Rothstein, mayor of Gammaville, stood at the end of a conference table, visibly irate. Her advisors looked on as the young politician launched into a tirade, going off on Gammaville's newest superhero. "This Futa-Girl is a menace!" Jacqueline screamed in a rage. "She claims to be a great superhero, but she just le...
For those of you just joining us, this is the tale of Hillary Trenton, once an ordinary, run-of-the-mill, stunningly beautiful archaeologist, until an incident involving gamma rays changed her! Now, Hillary fights crime as the super-powered (and super-cocked) heroine known as Futa-Girl! With her trusty friend Sue Christensen backing her up from a secret lair...
A black 18-wheeler truck parked outside the gym, on its side was the logo Paola disliked: "Futa-Cab." This is going to cost her a fortune, but she had no choice, she ordered the deluxe package. Just as Paola approached the container it opened and white light rushed out flooding the street, Paola had to close her eyes for a moment to get used to the new brigh...
Author's note: The universe/world this story is set in was not of my own invention. It was originally created by an author known as "cuteycindyhoney" on another website dedicated to Futanari erotica. For those who don't know, futanari (also known as "futa") are fully-formed hermaphrodites. I initially wrote this story as part of a contest, with CCH's permiss...
One thing that was very seldom seen in the back room of a coffee shop was a chair. The only chairs in a coffee shop were in the break room or in the front of the shop. On the provided cafe tables and couches, the customers could enjoy the wares of the coffee shop while reading a newspaper, if this was the eighties. And yet there it was. A chair in the back...
Yami groaned as she sat up. However, upon recalling her dream, she grinned widely. She, and eleven others, had been gathered by Sors Nepellus, a goddess of unimaginable power, all to participate in a tournament unlike any other. At least, that's what the goddess told them, Yami thought and stood, heading to her bookshelf, where her deck sat alongside her mat...
Christmas morning! I roll out of bed and dash to the living room. Under my tree sits one present, from my Aunt, not Santa. We exchanged all our other presents last night, the usual clothes, jewelry, etc... She gave me this one as I was leaving, making me promise not to open it until this morning. I'm tingling with excitement. Considering all the fun I've had...
Her clothes were tighter yet again. Flesh squished against the cloth, bulging from the neckline as she struggled to keep her bra and shirt on. She sighed once the worst was over and worked on yanking her pants into place. They slid over her calves then staggered at her thighs. Fat squeezed over the waistband. Danielle scowled at the sight. Perhaps that was t...
The sound of metal and glass sliding against each other woke Tiffany. She looked around the room that she was in. Everything was white and sterile. Wasn't she in her office last time she was awake? Who had moved her, for what purpose, and how? A floodgate of questions began to roil through her mind. A sudden tingling in her stomach made her attention move fr...