CHAPTER 1 - The Position Alex had seen the ad on Craigslist. DAIRY FARM SEEKS SELF-STARTER FOR MARKETING POSITION Having graduated six months earlier with a marketing degree, and also having no luck whatsoever finding a job for himself, he decided to give the listed number a call. What did he have to lose? Yes, the farm was an hour outside of the city, fa...
The next morning, after filling four tanks full of milk, Anna was brought to the assembly room. She guessed there were about two hundred other women there in her condition. They all were sat in special large, reclined chairs with their legs spread open for comfort. Once she had found the most comfortable position she could, Anna began observing the other...
She was just getting off work and we had arranged that I would drive down to meet her. As she came out of the front door I greeted her, she was wearing the short skirt I had instructed her to wear and had, as instructed, removed her panty hose and panties. "Are you ready for some excitement?" I recall asking. "Sure, you know me" was her reply. "What you g...
1. In the yard The male human "cows" were all in the yard waiting to be milked. With the cows corralled together, the girls, Sara, Teri, Jo and Nancy liked top spend some time of a late afternoon inspecting their goods. Leaning on the rails, they ordered all the cows to line up on all fours facing away from them. Legs apart, yelled Teri, let's see what you...
This story is about the day in a life of a black man in a fictional world where black men are the extreme minority but drown in pussy. It is a complete work of fiction, with all characters at least 18. Heavy elements of submission, raceplay, breeding, financial domination and cuckolding follow: *** Demarcus woke up to the sound of slurping and the most pec...
"We expected as much," Roshni said, calm despite the incredible news Mia just reported. She outgrew her house! Not just an average one either, this was built with her in mind, including potential growth, and she'd torn through it. Even the roof was just a quick jump away, no more than a giant step for her new body. Just how tall did that make her now? "Wait...
I woke up still on my belly, my right hand clamped between my thighs. When I tried to pull it away, I found that it was stuck to my pubic hair by my own dried juices. I moaned as the tender skin ached when I pulled my fingers free. I rolled onto my back and draped an arm over my eyes. I was too tired to be scared. The room smelled of sweat and female juices...
It has been little more than a year since I met her. We were both members of a website dedicated to adult breastfeeding. I think it was only our second exchange of messages when I discovered her desires were very closely aligned with my own. The adult nursing community is very diverse. For some it is purely about the nursing, the desire to feed and be nouri...
Betty felt a great loss when her father died, and regretted not asking why he left her mother. A few months later Lauren, her step mother died, leaving her feeling devastated and alone. Now Lauren was gone she needn't feel guilty over searching for her mother. Trawling through a pile of photos and documents revealed where she lived, which further stimulated...
My name is Morgan Smith. I am a fifty years old, divorced African-American handyman with no children. When you work servicing domestic appliances, naturally you come into contact with plenty of women. It is hard not to when you are in the kitchen. last month, I had to visit a woman I'd visited before and I remember the feeling that she had given me. This...