Hello, dear readers. If you're here as a follower of mine, thinking this might be similar to either Dragonborn series I'm currently writing, you will be disappointed. This is not a serious work at all. I've allowed my imagination to run wild, so I'm going to put up a few warnings. Firstly, this is a futanari on male story. As in, the male will be the bottom...
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....
To understand what happens next you have to know the word empathy. When you see a car accident and think to yourself: 'I hope no one was hurt.' You feel empathy for the participants of the accident. When you see a message about a funeral and feel the grief of the family you are being empathic. It is the ability to identify with the someone else's feeling. It...
"2020. The year everything changed. A chemical spill occurred on a worldwide scale, affecting all of humanity. No one died, at least not any more than usual. At the time of this report, the year is 2035 and men are naught but a distant memory. No one knows why it was just men who were affected by this toxic chemical, and quite frankly, no one really cares an...
Author's Note: Hi everyone. I'm really sorry for the extended delay between the second and third chapters. I want to thank everyone for their patience and for the messages I've received encouraging me to continue the story. The extra motivation was a real help. I hope you find this chapter a good read and I'm sure there won't be anything near to the same d...
It was a rainy day, nothing like a storm but a light drizzle. You decided to stay inside to watch some videos, at some point you got bored and opened your browser for some futanari porn. Once the research done you see that you visited all the websites showed on the page except for one new called Custom futanari. After the new page opens you see questions abo...
"Remind me again why I'm doing this?" Alex asked. "Because, you're a great friend," Patty said reassuringly. Alex grumbled quietly, begrudgingly agreeing that only a good friend would be standing in his friend's apartment while wearing a blond wig with pigtails, a blue half-sleeved round neck A-Line dress with white frills, white thigh-high stockings, and...
The morning sun gently roused Martha awake. Her entire body still tingled with a dull ache, but it was totally worth it. Last night, she'd had the most incredible sex ever. After several minutes she was able to will herself to sit up in bed, allowing the covers to fall away from her large breasts. Her long blonde hair was understandably tousled; it had been...
Michelle Palmer loved futanari sex. Her job, her free time, and her relationships all revolved around her addiction. If there was any chance for her to have a futanari inside of her, she would drop whatever she was doing. It was her life. She could still recall her first time at age 18. While at a raucous house party to celebrate the end of the school year...
WARNING: Extended satirical material in this comedic fiction story may strike some readers as vulgar, offensive, prurient, or (worst of all) serious. It's satire. Please adjust your expectations and interpretations accordingly. We mean no offense whatsoever. A Hard Day's Night 4 Paola opened her eyes, the memories of yesterday's adventures echoed in her mi...