Welcome reader to this vore/shrunken fantasy experience. Through out this experience you will play the role of you. An anthropromorphic fox and university student living in his/her one bedroom apartment with your girlfriend. As you try to survive in this futuristic world of furries, vore, futas, and strange magics, you will encounter many situations and scen...
Thrown together with putty, electric tape and the finest stolen furniture, swing clubs dot the landscape. Hidden like camouflaged hunters in the dense underbrush, venues of questionable morality — whether they be churches, or sex sheds — are ubiquitous. Rifle through the glossy, substantial pages of your local adult rag, and you're bound to uncover advertis...
“Pffff, another sweater.” Aaron says as he holds up the red, green, and white Christmas garment is aunt sent him. “At least this one as an actual cool design on it.” Ian says as he smiles at his roommate. In a small house in a secluded neighborhood covered in snow, two men in their mid-20’s enjoy a simple holiday together. With the pandemic still at large, b...
When I thought of writing this story I wanted to try to set a couple of goals. Write a story in two genders, believable in both. To have it be erotic but without "on screen sex." Just though emotion, actions and setting only. There are only three main characters, two female and one male. The narrative is done only by one female "XX" Melisa, and one male "X...
My older maid servant opens up to me on her birthday -- Tarek I didn't know why my chunky maid servant Rashida was sad. My chubby, friendly, buxom housemaid wasn't smiling as she usually did. She was doing her chores, mopping the floor in the living room, but her eyes were downcast, and she seemed distracted. There was a look of melancholy on her. All...
I woke up as the sun was beginning to rise on the horizon, looking down at the beautiful girl sleeping next to me, and think about the crazy year it was. If you told me a year ago that I'd be engaged, I'd call you crazy. Then I look on the other side of me, and see my other fiancée, yeah it's been an insane year. Tomorrow is my 26th birthday, this is a stor...
My first impression of the place was that it appeared unlived in. Everything was so perfectly placed, so unsullied by life. Chairs had no apparent depressions from past occupants; coffee table books seemed deliberately angled on pristine tabletops; dried flowers were dashes of contrived colour in contrived places — it was as if the living room had been dec...
To those intrigued as to how come Richie and Ali had never met, it's a very simple explanation... Because... And to Connar1, thank you; yes it is 'suspending disbelief'. More than that no one has ever mentioned me, Tolkein and JK Rowling in context before! As for Meghan and Richie, it was just Spa sex fellas... Aaaaanyway... The next morning when I came...
The family were engrossed in the nitroglycerine scene of "War Wagon" when the phone rang. Vicki rushed to answer it, hoping that it would mean Tyler and the other deputies had caught Dinah. "Thank you. Yeah, it's not ideal, but I should have seen it coming. Prison is no picnic for child molesters, from what I've heard. That's probably even truer of women's...
Today is the seventh day, Thursday, since Pamela, my sexy, slim, platinum blonde, revealed that all her previous lovers before me had been older women. In previous chapters, I have recounted our 'pussy hunting' adventures in striving to attract other women into our bed with some success. In this chapter, the two gorgeously sexy Asian university students wh...