There are several stories out there involving living clothes but I want to leave this open to allow many collective authors to be as creative as possible. For example, you can write a story about clothes simply coming to life and stripping their wearer, leaving them nude and embarrassed or maybe the living clothes forces someone to wear them and turns them i...
The sound of drums and chanting filled the air, and the walls of Illyen shook at the sound. Even then, the dark invaders swarm over the walls. This was it, the final battle their people would ever fight; the last remaining city of Elves was about to be sacked. There was no stopping them now, every elf who could fight had done so, and still they were overwhel...
SWTOR: A Smuggler, Not A Patriot: Prologue: Mechanical Monstrosities Need Love Too. As Do Their Mechanics. Inspired by the new Bioware MMO set in the Star Wars universe. I own none of the characters, obviously. Sulmad patted down the corpse and smiled when he found the last part Celestra needed to repair the generator. He also found a couple of credits...
After breakfast Anteros and Vesta walked together toward Lien's home. They stopped to admire the wares of a few merchants on the way. Anteros had to deliberately avoid looking too closely at the many attractive women he saw. He was having trouble avoiding sexual thoughts and his penis kept threatening to harden. He really didn't want to experience the humili...
Chapter 6 -- Life After College With cap and gown in hand, Dave made his way across campus to the Georgia Tech basketball arena, McCamish Pavilion. Though he did have the highest grades in his graduating class and was valedictorian, he declined to do any public speaking at the graduation ceremony. All the same, he had been invited to meet with the guest spe...
WARNING: This story contains dickgirls/futanari. If you aren't into this sort of thing, please don't read it anyway then cry about it in the comment section. If you are into this sort of thing, carry on smartly. ***** For blacksmiths, things were always busiest with the spring thaw. Generally, only two groups made up the bulk of the brisk trade. There were...
F5: Lorelei's Call (Author's note: This story is an entry into FAWC (Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge), a collaborative competition among Lit authors. FAWC is not an official contest sponsored by Literotica, and there are no prizes given to the winner. Every story for this FAWC begins with the exact same line. Where it goes from there is up to the autho...
As I came to, I heard Mistress say, "NO she is mine, you lost her when you betrayed her." Owen in his black leathers and tight vest over a white ruffled shirt. What he called 'Pirate' casual. Mistress turned on Tanya, as the woman tried to straighten her red halter mini dress which had several cum stains on it. Tanya also had clumps of semen in her hair tou...
I opened my eyes, squinting against the light pouring through the window at the foot of my bed. My purple pastel curtains parted to allow the bright rays of sunshine into my room. I drew back my quilt and lay there, admiring the images given off by my glass jewelry box my daddy had given me when I was a child. I smiled as the colors danced across my ceiling....
He walked down the stairs leading to his own personal dungeon, beginning to hear faint sounds coming from within... both screams & moans. Getting towards the bottom of the stairs he could see the light flickering from torches on the walls leading to the heavy wooden door before opening it. Upon entering through, he looked around to see how his slaves were fa...