Yrba's Travels, Pt.9 — The Living Cauldron by Paul Gerard (a pen name) ~ Part 9 of a 12-part tale, laced heavily with lesbian encounters and strange transformations. ~ A word of warning, before you even start reading: A lot of what happens in this story focuses on the rather weird fetish of Breast Expansion (BE) -- from A to D, and occasionally up to a...
Chapter 3 - Mike's evening Mike changed into one of his political t-shirts and left the Parking Enforcement office. He walked to the political science building, enjoying a cool October breeze that carried a hint of the nearby Pacific Ocean. His mind wandered to Chicago, where he had been studying the year before. I guess that's one thing Davenport has ove...
When I caught the flashing lights out of the corner of my eye, I froze. My muscles instantly tensed up and I recognized the sensation of warm adrenaline flooding my veins. not again. With apprehension, I glanced down at the speedometer. 40 in a 25. After pulling over and instinctively grabbing my registration & license, I glanced at the side-view mirror wai...
You exit the Guildmaster's office staring at the coin in your palm. You can't believe your luck. Ever since you joined the Freelancer Guild with hopes to be a grand adventurer you have been shocked by how bad you've had it. You were supposed to be Ty Goldleaf, hero and knight! The gold would flow freely and the wenches would be wrapped around your finger. Bu...
So guess what? You're a god. I know, right? It's pretty cool. Infinite power has a lot of perks. You can be whatever gender or species that you desire. You can go to any universe and do whatever the fuck you want. For example, you could go to world where high fantasy is the name of the game. You could be a brave dragon-slaying knight or a buxom princess with...
Lying in my bed at night, as I drift slowly in and out of slumber, I reflect on my day gone by... a dull lecture, getting caught in the rain, a slow afternoon at work, and that customer who just WOULDN'T leave the bookshop when we were trying to shut. I think he was the tallest man I may have ever seen in the flesh though, and when he bought a copy of 'Jack...
My name is Elisabeth MacLeod and I'm a sex therapist. I don't look like it, though. I'm a six-foot-six, bodacious dame with long blonde hair, pale green eyes and alabaster skin. Yeah, I'm a tall woman. One of the tallest in the Boston Area. And I am proud of it too. Just call me the Scottish Giantess. People come to me to help them solve their problems. Espe...
Post Script 4 - Notes on the life and goals of Vladim Dukov Vladim Dukov as a political leader US foreign policy analysts, journalists, and political commentators usually described Prime Minister Vladim Dukov as a cerebral and complex political figure, a leader whose motives for doing things were not always clear. He did not operate from any recognizable...
This turned out to be more than twice as long as chapter one, since I tried to slow the pacing a bit. There is still growing tits and ass however, you will also find some dom/sub play in here. It is totally consensual, since I really do not like rape. I hope you enjoy this. And as always feedback is more than appreciated. ***** I was woken up by a great se...
Notes: The first chapter was a bit of a run through, my debut, and it was a bit rough. Thanks to everybody who read, voted, and commented. I would love if you could do it again. This is a transition chapter, lots of teasing but no sex. A light wind plucked at the thin robe Loro wore as he strode down the long polished stone hall. He looked to his right, o...