In the pacific ocean was an island. A island known now as "Life-maker Island". It was bought by a wealth family when it was discovered originally to be a private home. The family was perverted and used it to have free outdoor sex. Years later, the island was inherited by a female family members who had a impregnation fetish. She just loved the feel...
THE FUTURE, 2125 Michelle was your typical teenage girl, a little older than 18. She was a red-haired, 6'0, 170 pound average girl, neither prep nor a freak. She was openly lesbian and liked to flaunt it a bit. She lived in an isolated home 10 miles from the nearest suburb; her parents were away on a week-long vacation. She'd be left in charge of the house...
Part 1: Donor Selection Chapter 1: Lifestyles Change The year is 2060. Tia and Tim Sloan were drinking a cup of coffee after being sedated from a night of pure sexual pleasure. It could hardly get any better as they tried to re-energize their totally spent bodies. Yet, something was missing. Tim and Tia had been married for six years and her biological c...
The doctor lifter her left leg up toward her chest and fitted her swollen ankle into the stirrup, then he walked to the other side of the maternity bed and manouvred her right leg with a shove into its stirrup so that she sat only slightly reclined from the upright position, her pregnant belly protruding to touch the insides of her thick, muscular thighs, an...
Note to readers: This story is a continuation of Tia and Tim's evolving sexual relationship and its impact on producing a family. The reader is challenged to accept that these morays could easily exist as normal in the 22nd century. * FOREWORD In an early afternoon telephone conversation, Tia informed Gwn that she expected to be fertile over the weekend a...
'Fleur looks devilishly radiant' I heard some wedding guest tell another. The emphasis was clearly meant for effect, but he's more accurate than he thinks. My exterior is all friendly smiles and politeness, but inside I'm smirking like a demon, waiting. Today I will conquer my first conquest, the plan I rendered foolproof will ensure the beginning of the Del...
(Ud note: Warning this story entails elements of the ntr/cuckold fetish, viewer discretion is advised. Enjoy the read! Also, there are inconsistencies in the tense I'm using ignore it as good as you can, I will polish it when I have time. Alright enjoy the story. Peace.) "Puuh! Glad that's done, geez, I feel like dropping where I'm standing. This weathe...
Ever since I was a little girl I, Amy, wanted to be a Mom. I played with dolls every day, my large ornate dollhouse was my best present ever, I loved babysitting for neighborhood or family kids, and I was unabashedly feminine. I guess that I was a throwback. I honestly -- I cannot repeat this more -- honestly am proud of all of the women who are great athlet...
This was the place to be; Damon Hargrove made a habit to frequent 'Celeste's Bar & Grill', a charming establishment, and even though no one seemed to know exactly who Celeste was, the place was attracting the new generation of financially independent urban hedonists. Always fattening their bank accounts off the stock-value of recent advancements in virtual r...
Have you ever been awakened by the shrill ringing of a school bell before? I have on many occasions. Few of them have actually been from school, and most have been from the single worst alarm clock in the entire state. I fucking hate this damned alarm. Worst of all, the snooze button's stuck and won't turn off. "Oh, Alexander," my mother would say,...