© 2018 Jessica Mandella, used by permission, all rights reserved. ADULT CONTENT. You must be 18+ to read. Introduction. Those who have read my stories know me as a peace and love Polyamory girl. This piece is different. From the start it's a solid BTB (burn the bitch) tale with strong compassion for the BTB angst. Feminization is often seen together...
[Note to fanboys: Fully aware GPU normally stands for Graphics Processing Unit and GOS for Graphical Operating System. Lighten up and have some fun with it!] [Author's notes: Warning! This is a Fetish story. If you need to give a lecture about faithfulness or STDs, give it to your own wife. It involves a variety of sexual activities, including same sex acti...
Disclaimer: This story is a work of adult fiction that includes a lot of graphic sex and descriptions of a bizarre physical transformation. Please read away if you're of the proper age, but don't come crying to me if the subject matter flips your stomach in a bad way instead of a good one! ***** I suppose the most appropriate place to start this story woul...
"You slept with eight guys!?" "Yep," Rachel confirmed smugly. "Eight different guys?" "Uh-huh." "You were gone for nine days!" "Yeah, well you know how it is, Christy," she smiled wistfully. "Even God needed a day to rest." My roommate Rachel had flown back from Ft. Lauderdale earlier in the day. Her dad's an orthodontist on Long Island and lets her ch...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Chapter 21 - Acolytes Alice, Joan, and Pam sat in the living room of the core nursing Johnny, Lauren, and Robbie, respectively. They'd been chatting when Dave came in and sat with them. Dave asked, "Everything all right? Need me to get you anything?" Alice responded, "We're fin...
How do I start the story of my transformation, from a young punk to a cock-hungry whore? I guess it begins with the summer of senior year of high school, a night I still look back to with shame. Those were dark times, when I was mostly a bundle of hormones and vanity. Still, I guess I need to start from the beginning. Looking back on the night, I never shou...
There was a light mist coming down as I drove out to the airport, that annoying drizzle between fog and rain, just enough to need the wipers. I stared out the windshield and thought about the last couple days and tried to make sense of it and failed. Her hand slid over my leg giving it a gentle squeeze as she dangled her hand between my thighs. "You're too...
FRIDAY It was still raining early the next morning when Sam strolled back across the street, Vermin Crusher slung over his shoulder. It had taken more than two hours of constant effort to stretch Lily's little asshole enough where it would accept his cock; all the while she protested, begged and came as he fucked her grasping pussy from behind. While he too...
**This article is for internal use only. Not for release outside the Institute, except as required by law.** My Interview with the Professor by Stephanie Weingarten The first notes I have are from my walk-in to her Fabrics and Materials class. My visitor's tag was waiting, and I was soon wandering the elegant but functional halls. As befit (I have to avo...
Around 11:00AM I called Sally on her cell and invited her to come over my house and have lunch with me; I wanted to relax by the swimming pool area together. Sally said she would meet me for lunch as soon as she finish some things she had to do for her husband Tom and she estimated that she was going to be at my house around 11:30AM. She arrived at 11:45AM...