Author's Note: This takes place after chapter 11 and is an alternate route of what could've happened. This gets insane, I'd recommend checking the tags. ***** Something surrounded all her senses. It squished against her skin, covering nearly every inch in a plushness few pillows could compare to, while clouding her sinuses in a sweet haze. She opened her e...
Tags: Growth/Expansion, Mind Control, Time Stop, Futanari Disclaimer: The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are purely fictitious and above the age of eighteen. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred. Rated X, reader discretion is...
============================ Help Your Readers. Categorized Your Story Correctly. In Love Your Readers, I wrote about things you do to improve the reading experience for your readers. In Love Your Readers: Categories, I'd like to share my ideas on making it easier for the readers to decide to give your stories a read, by placing it in the right category....
This is the first story I've written in quite a while. It's the first erotic story I've written in much much longer. Comments are welcome. There is no futanari in this one as it sets the scene, but it's coming in the next chapter. Hope everyone enjoys it. This scene has been etched in my mind for a few years. *** The sun was just beginning to set, painting...
Eric massaged the back of his neck and looked down. "So I was thinking you could come with me" he asked. "To the gym? Are you really still mad about what happened at the party?" Audrey asked. "Mad? No. But it kind of was a wake up call. I've never been sporty in my life, but I really let myself go recently." She thought about it for a second. "Well, why n...
Visits from Chelsea were eventful. Though it was the same event played differently each time, it never ceased to stick out, witnessing the futa get lodged in the doorway. Marissa had a stock of oil for that purpose alone, helping her friend get in. Once, she left her in the door and took a nap, tired of the routine, and came back to Chelsea still trapped. Su...
Class was uninteresting as always. Though the faculty were told to behave like a college classroom, they were disinterested, more invested in spilling their woes to students of how they had new jobs waiting, but were pulled back to this 'shit-hole'. Principal Blake had at least put some effort into the rebranding, with a fresh coat of paint on the walls and...
Part one, all characters depicted are consenting adults. Part two is in my head but not on paper, always happy to hear ideas, inspiration and friendly feedback. EC *** When my daughter Kendra asked if a friend from college could come to visit for a few weeks over the summer, I was slightly surprised. She never really had many close girlfriends in high sch...
Kyodai hummed to herself as she stepped from her shower. The morning sun invaded her bathroom through the cracks in her curtains, casting a radiant glow across the princess's damp skin. Her maids stood waiting at the sides, heads bowed and arms outstretched with towels or various articles of clothing hanging from them. Each was dressed in a traditional Frenc...
If you've stuck your dick in as many people as I have, you're bound to meet some people with weird fetishes. Some would say my love of being kicked in the sack counts as a weird fetish, but that's not the point. Granted, I suppose a desire to fake a stranger raping you in a Wal-Mart parking lot, and then beating the crap out of them isn't exactly a strange...