by
rmlooker
on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish
Mora stepped out of the cab by swinging one leg to the ground and leaving the other in the cab. Her skirt was hiked up. She wondered if anyone saw her bright pink thong against her black pubic hair. As she straightened up she saw a man leaning against the wall give her a big smile and a thumbs up. She nodded and returned the smile. The cab driver lifted her...
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snowy ciara
on Sep 13, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction
Emillya and Joe: the Morning After
Official and Proper Legal Disclaimer Thingy: The characters of Duncan McLeod, Immortal Boy Scout, and Joseph Dawson, Sexy Blues Singer Extroardinaire, belong to Davis/Panzer productions. They also own the whole Highlander concept thingamajig. All rights therein belong to them, not me. The character of Emillya Sorovkin is m...
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by
PeggyBuxton
on Jun 18, 2018
Fetish
Marcy had auditioned to dance at the Brass Pole a few months after the amputation of her left leg, and Candice had agreed she could have a month to show she could find an audience. After practicing and trying to develop new routines she realized it just wasn't possible to be as erotic and fluid as before the amputation.
"Candice, I'm sorry," Marcy said. "I...
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by
owengreybeard
on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish
The young woman sitting in exam room 2 gripped the edge of the table with white knuckled hands. Directly in front of her, her left foot sat in an emesis basin, blood oozing from the wicked gash across her instep. Her great toe and the two next to it were blanched yellow and blue, since the blood destined for them was now leaking slowly into the basin.
The...
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by
owengreybeard
on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish
Shelly's lips were firm and lush, and the breath from her nostrils smelled vaguely of ketchup and French fries. I thought it was the most remarkable breath I had ever smelled. Her hand went to the back of my neck and tightened slightly on the loose hair at my nape. Shelly's tongue darted against my lower lip for a moment, and my own darted out to chase hers,...
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by
rrspence2002
on Oct 15, 2017
Fetish
"Do you realize that it was only 4 weeks ago you and I were walking down the aisle together and getting married?" Fern said to Don. The two of them were in the hospital looking forward to Fern's imminent discharge, hopefully before the weekend which was two days away. "At that time," she continued, "I really was walking because I had two legs then. But look...
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by
PeggyBuxton
on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish
Gina reads the story on the laptop screen.
'Pressing the buttons on the device, the woman's body transforms into a different one, one that is younger, slim, and well proportioned. Another push of a button and her left leg becomes a short stump. It is something she had dreamed of all her life.'
"Fuck a duck," Gina curses aloud, slamming a fist against the d...
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by
KacieCross
on Feb 5, 2020
Miscellaneous
You stare bleary-eyed at precarious pyramids of gamebooks strewn out across a card table that was starting to bow in the middle. A bespectacled woman so small that you could barely see her beyond the stacks sits on the other side. She pays you little attention as you browse.
The book fair was starting to look like a bust. You came thinking that you were goin...
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by
rrspence2002
on Sep 2, 2017
Fetish
March was six months ago when Fern's left leg had been amputated high-upper thigh. She had adapted very well to her amputation. Her scar had healed and with her and Don's constant anointing of Vitamin E lotions, it was beginning to fade. She was now quite a masterful crutch walker and was very adept at balancing, hopping and heel-toeing to move. She regularl...
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by
habilon
on Apr 5, 2013
Science Fiction
Tamara woke up to her ships alarm clock, it was time for her to get up and do her runs about her little ship. Tamara is a freelance mechanic who owns her own little freighter called 'GUTS' which stands for Guns and Utilities Technical Support.
Tamara is 5'6" tall with brilliant green hair and dark brown skin, her eyes are a dark yellowish brown colour a...
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