It was dark as he turned away from the door, and walked towards his car. It was late- late for normal people, but not really for him. It was just before the new moon, so there was almost no light, nothing save outlines and shadows that guided him to his car. The wind wasn't strong, or cold, but it was loud. Loud enough so that he couldn't hear the footsteps...
A small part of Yuna understood that she might die here, but it was dwindling. There was ice forming on her nipples. This had been just another room in the world, a private bedroom at some small inn on the way to the next stop on her pilgrimage; four walls, a bed, a window. Nothing special, but it would do. Now, it barely looked like something man-made at a...
An alle potenziellen Mitschreiber: Bitte zuerst die Storyrichtlinien lesen! Das "Olympia" ist das größte und angesagteste Fitnessstudio der gesamten Stadt. Es verfügt über einen riesigen Raum fürs Kraft- & Muskeltraining, 4 Kursräume und freie Trainingsflächen, einen Zirkel, unzählige Cardiogeräte mit integrierten Monitoren, einem großen Swimmi...
My way home was uneventful - I was getting the hang of walking without orgasming at least. The chilly night air felt good on my heated up body, letting me cool down from the recent orgasmic heights. The streets were mostly empty at this time of the day, so I safely arrived home (a small room in Sherry's inn and pub), and collapsed on my bed, exhausted. I aw...
All characters in this story are above 18. ***** He was walking along the mountain path. He was lost among the mountains for a few days. He was wearing a worn himation. He looked no older than 20. He had short blond hair in curls, he looked like a sculpture of Apollo with his broad chest and ripped arms. He was the son of a wealthy merchant in Thebes....
Alicia tried to ignore the harsh knock on the door, but Charles could do no such thing - it was his shop, after all. He quickly pulled on his pants and went to answer the door, while Alicia, still naked, covered up in a semi-dark corner, hoping she would not be discovered. The impatient customer was a lamia, and as she slithered in, Alicia realized she know...
Dad was not happy to bring the bottle to mom but it was either this or her pains were come back soon enough. In a week's time she would develop a fever and start losing weight. Dad could not see mom go through all this again. This has become the norm for the last few months, or at least since the doctors at the National Institute of Female Health (NIFH) cam...
Caroline 07: Tentacles Copyright Oggbashan July 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. +++ At the end of Caroline 06 I had said t...
This is a third chapter for the tale of Larya's and Lim's lamia troubles. I hope you enjoy! Content notice: This story is written from an afab woman's perspective, and contains nonconsensual mind control, demon girl cock, and a lot of wrapping up in coils. Also, mewling, begging, being overwhelmed with pleasure, being turned into a happy, slutty catgirl, an...
Sharelle slipped into the house like a thief in the night. Which, considering she had jimmied open the window, was not an unreasonable assumption. Her elven eyes pierced the gloom and seeing the kitchen silverware on prominent display, she grinned. Tonight would be a good night. She'd heard about the place from an orcish acquaintance (Okay, okay, fuckbuddy)...