"That bikini looks good on you, little girl," Came a voice over the phone that echoed loudly in the empty and quiet bathroom. The young girl on the other end of it looked directly at the phone, leaning against a shampoo bottle on the counter, pointing directly towards her. "Thank you," Came a quiet reply in a girlish voice, sounding very nervous and unsure...
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! When we last left our heroine, she had overcome her greatest weakness, a...
Beatrice closed the door behind her, dropped the dead-bolt, the ritual had begun. Slowly she undressed, hanging up her coat, placing her shoes on the low shelf beneath the few coat hooks. Then her work clothes, these formed a pile on the small table, naked at last she knelt, carefully assuming the pose required of her. To her left, the door, before her, the...
Chapter 02: Café Girl Artist Girl and her lover, Asian Guy, were sitting in the cafe where they had their first date. At least she thought they were lovers, and she hoped they could be even more. Asian Guy, however, didn't seem to get the hint. He was eying the girl that worked at the cafe appreciatively. Cafe Girl was wearing a pair of snug fitting jeans t...
Well, a little about me first. I'm curious as hell, but my sexual experiences have been extremely limited. Since I was 13 or so I've struggled with weight. I haven't weighed below 220 since I was about 10 or so. But with my new job, a lot of physical activity is required. I am now down to 185 to 190. It's still not great, and I still struggle, but it gets me...
"When did you first know you were submissive?" Baby girl shifted in her seat uncomfortably. She hated these questions. She was a child of the 60s—the decade that changed the world. For women, life was filled with heretofore unimagined opportunity. Baby girl was raised on these dreams. Never once did she doubt that her life would be anything less than everyt...
Part III (Dr. Feelgood) She sighed out of arousal and gratification - what a thoughtful gift from her husband. Don smiled at her reaction. They stood in the doorway of the bedroom and right in front of them, there it was - a genuine gynecologist's exam table, stirrups up and ready. "Oh, Daddy," she sighed. He responded with a slightly out-of-role, tender k...
Early morning dappled sunlight filters into the room through the window to the left of the bed. A warm breeze comes through the open window on the other side. The bed is positioned between them with thin posts extending up about two feet at each corner of the frame. On the bed a girl sleeps. Her arms are flung akimbo above her head, and her wavy reddish brow...
I was left, naked, there for some ten minutes or so. And then the door opened. I was amazed by what (who?) entered the room. There were two women completely encased in baby pink latex with vertical white piping on the seams, complete to the point their heads were even covered. Now, I have worn latex before (at my ex's want), but this was something new. The...
Billy Smithson looked at the door wide-eyed when he heard the rusty bolt sliding to a sharp metallic clack - the noise of which reverberated through his concrete cell. He felt exposed and vulnerable. Smithson, a sophomore at Pace University, lay naked and spread-eagle on his back strapped to an odd sort of table. He had tried to escape, but the more he strug...