I wanted to make a story where I wasn't bound to any premise, so I created this one. Every path bellow is a different story, a different context or universe. Most of them will be one or two chapters long.What's next? Caged lust (chastity) Marked (slutification) The closests friends (unbirth)...
It had been a long, productive week of meetings and Paul was exhausted. He debated flying home on the red-eye, but the suite was already paid for so he decided to relax and spend one more night. Besides, he had barely had any chance to play this week. He opened a beer and walked over to the suitcase sitting in the corner. Opening it, he carefully laid the co...
In a rare moment of clarity, Becka lay on the bed and thought back over all that had happened since she had met Pete. She was such a different person now, she had become embroiled in her lover's fetish fantasies, and they now seemed to have an inexorable hold on her, an intoxication or perhaps it was an addiction. The word suddenly seemed to have a resonance...
BE SURE TO LEAVE A COMMENT! THEY GIVE ME LIFE! (WARNING: This one is WEIRD. This chapter contains: mind control, dolls, creampies, impregnation, latex, toys, a detachable penis, body modification, piercings, gender-bender, transformation, anal, M/F/F, and uh...ejaculating with someone else's sperm. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.) ***** Just like Renard had fallen...
As the engine of the car turned silent, Rick asked, staring at me: "Are you sure you wanna do this?" I've been quiet for all the trip to the building we then was in front of us, I turned to him and quietly nodded one time, then again then: "Yes, love." We hugged and he kissed me deeply, then he gave me a look straight in the eyes. "Trust me, I don't wan...
Journal Entry 11-11-2017 I don't know exactly how to explain this, but who else do I tell; I have mixed feelings about all of this so I'm going to tell you the story of my experiences, maybe writing this all down will help me sort it all out. So, Dear Journal, Since I don't write in you often, I'll have to start from the beginning and tell you everythin...
As my wife hangs from the display hook in Jackson's house, I am busy sucking my fourth or fifth cock of the night, a number that will surely double or triple by morning. Emma, my wife, is mostly clad in latex. Her arms are bound together with a latex arm sleeve and attached to the massive hook that comes down from Jackson's 15-foot ceiling. She is on displa...
The prep platform's micro grabbers had deftly stripped Jana of her clothes and an array of tiny nozzles whirred around her to spray a thin film of pink latex in geometrical patterns on her stomach, back, arms and legs. A second set of nozzles laid down fine lines of gold on top of this, overlaying circuits with terminals near her nerve centers. She stood per...
Saturday afternoon, late April. It was sunny outside, but no one could get out for a stroll. Everybody had to stay home, by order of the government, because a stupid disease had been spreading all over the world for two months and a half. "I'm so bored" complained Luca. "Me too" yawned Gina. "I just finished watching nine seasons of The Office. Twice." Lu...
This story is based on a game "Who Wanna Be a Bimbo" created by Dahakma. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ashley was a fine specimen of a male, at least as far as physical traits go. His not so masculine name might have been a minor source of jokes back in high school, but his height...