Human Footstool Stories

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The Warrior's Heart Ch. 03

by LucyKing101 on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Matilda sat with her knees drawn up to her chest, she was hiding. He had asked her to marry him. She would have said yes, despite her fear of losing him, but he did not love her. He had only asked because she had been a virgin and he thought that principle demanded it of him. She frowned, he hadn't even asked though, just announced it. It was like she didn't...

Austin City Blues

by Nachtmahr on Sep 15, 2017
NonHuman

***This is a Work in progress, chap. 1 will be updated until I am ready to post chap. 2. Feel free to read, but if you see a chap. 2 listing you may want to check this one again to see if I have added anything. Additionally, this is not a masturbation story per se, there will be some romantic entanglements as the store goes on, but there is not going to be s...

Shadows and Light Ch. 15

by Emerald_Dragon on Sep 19, 2017
NonHuman

Just a clarification. Simon was human before Pru turned him. He and Ian met when Ian took some refresher classes at the University when Simon was 18 and a freshman. Isabelle's family line derives from the Central and South American Jaguar. A small percentage carry the recessive gene that makes them black. These are called panthers. Panther is a common name,...

Moonlit Beasts Ch. 05

by Aratoamin on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Slowly. Slowly. Agonizingly so, the beast crept closer and closer. Its mouth full of razors; large eyes that seemed to swallow up her entire frame, waiting to take a bite out of her supple flesh. Jo clamped her hands over her eyes, shielding the beast from her view. Her heart raced as she could feel its breath against her bare leg. She let out a little sque...

Putnam Ch. 05

by MrPessimist on Sep 15, 2017
Erotic Horror

Sheriff Jacob Creech might been born in the dark, but it wasn't last night. Days without a rape were something he cherished at this point but he knew that day two weeks ago that Angela was just in a better position to deny it then most. Truth is, he had just breathed a real sigh of relief when he saw Angela walking bow legged the next day. That by itself wo...

The Moonblade Ch. 01: Prologue

by GothicGaGirl on Apr 25, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The sequel and conclusion of the "No Longer a Game" story. I suggest you read that one first. Thank you. ***** Prologue - Natalie cringed on the floor, watching Lolth. The goddess was in her spider form, her body a glossy black, her eyes a burning crimson. She dangled upside down in the web choked room slowly spinning in place. Natalie made occasional f...

Mother of Ceres Ch. 01

by Reier325 on Apr 10, 2018
Non-Erotic

This is gonna be a bit of a multi-part series, less erotic, more story, since that's kind of the mood I'm in. It's been a while since I had the time to write anything so this is gonna be a decently long post. As always, feedback is great! +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Well yeah, that's because they don't really give a shi-" My friend Will expla...

An Orc's Slave Ch. 03

by simmaster on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Bologal and I entered a small cave with a natural pond taking up most of the floor. The water was steaming, so something in the cave was keeping the water hot. I looked at Bologal who had changed back to her loincloth. In her right hand she was holding the chain that kept me from running away. She looked back at me and unlocked the collar around my neck,...

Latecomer

by Frank_Keyes on Jun 18, 2018
First Time

Waiting until age thirty-eight to have sex for the first time is perhaps not the best way to go through life. Take it from me, because that's what I did, though not by choice. I don't recommend it for anyone else, but if you're determined to try, here are a few pointers. It helps to be physically unattractive. It helps to be strange. It helps to have few or...

Dr. Nasra Ali of Ottawa

by Samuelx on Oct 15, 2017
Interracial Love

"I have an incredibly flatulent wife, Doc, Choukri farts all the time," Mohammed Hersi lamented, as he sat on Dr. Nasra Ali's couch. The tall, burly, forty-something Somali man looked pensively at his psychiatrist, and wondered what was going on in her head. The doctor's lovely, at times stern face remained as inscrutable as ever. "Mr. Hersi, women fart, ju...