Sten Erikson was a normal dairy farmer except for the fact that some of his "cows" were human. Stens farm was a legendary sex filled paradise until the government came and shut it down. Just how this strange human dairy farm could exist require some explanation and a look into its history. This story will focus on how the farm came to be, what the farm was...
We left the car by the side of the country road and headed off towards the forest by the familiar path beaten into the earth. Tall summer grass paraded beside us as we neared the edge of the woods. Wrens, finches, robins and red-wing black birds played all around us while crickets sawed their legs together. The pillowy clouds were a little grey, and light ra...
The Women's Bookshop had a regular customer – a busty elderly woman named Phaedra. She weekly bought heaps of books on psychology, anthropology, foreign languages, mythology, and gender studies. She usually paid by cash, but once she told the sales clerk, "Dear Eliza, I couldn't find a working ATM. Can I pay via credit card?" "Of course, Phaedra." Phaedra...
Author's Note: This story involves a fictional company with a fictional website. ***** Having a major pregnancy fetish, but not wishing to find a man and become pregnant, I found the following pregnancy simulation kit on the internet. I was highly aroused by the idea. It was more than I wanted to spend, but my fetish won and I ordered anyway. Only 2 days...
"Phil, You bastard" she screamed. "I'm pregnant!" -------------- Winter stood red-faced and in tears in my kitchen barely able to contain her anger. She'd put on a lot of weight recently and, to be honest, she looked good. I'd always been in to bigger girls and her weight gain was hitting the spot. She had me hot all the time she was with me and I couldn...
I am now a father. It's hard for me to believe, and it's not something that I can announce publicly, because well, the mother of the child is also the mother of my wife. It all started when my wife and I began trying to have a baby, and we figured out we share am impregnation/lactation fetish. The desire to see Dana swollen up with my child, and the fact she...
The plane's First Class had very comfortable drop seats, and Jamila noticed that they could be surrounded by curtains, thus allowing the passengers to fly in seclusion. She summoned the hostess, and paid the ticket upgrade from Economy to First Class for her and Sharifa. Once they were on their new seats, and Jamila pulled the curtains, Sharifa asked Jamila...
It had been a long, intense day of travel, but even as the sun started to dip over the edge of the horizon, the last few steps were taken, and you looked upon a gaping crevasse, the entrance into the dreaded halls of Drath'nalak. Inside was rumored to be wealth beyond measure, anything from simple piles of gold to enchanted jewelry, magic tomes, technologica...
This is an interactive version of my existing series of Freedom to Fuck stories, which can be found online pretty easily. In this Utopian vision of the future, women have no rights whatsoever and cannot say no to anything a man wants them to do. Advanced technology allows quick and simple body and mental modification, used by men to improve the women in thei...
I had spent the past nine months trying to impregnate my wife, Dana, but instead I knocked up my mother in law, Donna. It happened when we went to Dana's little sister's celebratory dinner. Dana, her sister Darlene and their father had gone out to buy Darlene a car, leaving Donna and me alone. After a few Zima's, Donna had shown me her tits, which, even thou...