Step by step instructions on how men can finally have a happy Christmas This story is for men. If you do not have a penis, be forewarned that this story is not for you. This story is about men and for men. Men only. Unless you are a Tomboy with tits bigger than your IQ and know not only how many quarters (hint) there are in a football game but also how many...
Hi, this is Tripletrip speaking and I'm back again. I have been editing the Gameshow Nightmares Series and will replace the old chapters with these new ones. In the newest version of this story the main character will be named Alexa instead of Melissa. I hope you enjoy. - Alex woke up in the middle of a strange circular stage. A wall of spotlights surround...
Rules? Pftt... yeah no there actually are rules, the rules of the site that is, but other than that, I guess just no real fucked up shit that is just distasteful I guess. Btw, I'm gonna act like a tyrant, if I do have control over posts in this "story", so if something doesn't fit my narrow point of view of the world, and I actually feel like it, I...
~Slowly.. quietly.. my bare feet step into the King's Chamber. The floor, a thick wood, with huge heavy rugs surrounding the king size bed set in the center of the house-size room. A caged white owl rests in the corner during the afternoon nap-time. The glow of the sun shining through the only sky light above the bed is blinding, giving the room an almost dr...
Chapter 3: Anari's Training The Master's eyes came upon Anari's in her lowly position. Again the merest hint of a smile played on his lips. He walked all around her, examining her. He tapped a beat on his hand with the riding crop, which sent tremors of fear into Anari. 'Obedience training begins then...' and he let his words linger for Anari's benefit. '...
She had slipped the dress over her head and pulled the tight fitting material down over her body noticing once it was in place how short it was. Turning to look in the mirror, a small gasp escaped her lips as she saw the hemline just barely cover the cheeks of her ass. She turned back to face the mirror and smiled seeing the neck line cut extremely low revea...
She lay against me on the couch in the middle of the night. Her head nestled in the crook of my neck and shoulder. Her left hand rested on my chest, and I could hear her breathe softly as I ran my left hand through her soft, curled locks. Sometimes, her voice was strong and unwavering. Other times, it was plaintive and girlish. It was more that way now....
The Amazon journals written by one of my ancestors were received to great acclaim when published in the nineteenth century. On going over his papers, I have recently discovered this excerpt, no doubt considered unfit for publication in that more innocent age. I here reproduce it word for word, and invite any comments you might see fit to make on these surpri...
"You, uh, you've been growing I see," Annie said, glancing away from the truly huge centaur. "I guess so," Mia shrugged, which sent huge waves passing through her magnificent breasts, each already larger than Annie. She misjudged their distance, causing a nipple to slap the human's cheek, though Annie didn't complain. In fact, she didn't say a word and just...
I've got a problem, most men wouldn't consider it a problem, but I do. Many men think that size matters, it does to some extent, but just like how breasts can get too big, your penis can too. I was "blessed" with a 15" cock that is as big around as Pringles can. I know what you're thinking, "Wow, he has a giant cock, he must get lots of women!" This isn't...