Note: This story is a sequel to "Space Farm 1 and 2". It is recommended but not necessary to read them first. ***** Violet was relieved that the injured leg of the Cornusaurus was healing properly. This creature was one of her favorites and there were only five of them at the zoo. The breeding season was around the corner and she had to make sure that all...
The Millipede Bugs The Astronaut Conclusion (Inspired by and Based Upon "Contact" by Little White Mouse) by The Preve Thanks to Todger 65 for the edit. The many legs suddenly appearing upon Kate's body barely registered; she was too high on bug drug to really care. Znggg and Znong cared very much, though. One moment, they were having a fine 'ol tim...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** You just HAD to go exploring. You HAD to be curious... Cassie thought to herself as she ran through the jungle of a garden. She had always been curious about the estate rumored to be run by a sorceress, but she had never believed them. The woman who came and went from the p...
Hello folks and sorry about the delay in posting this story (holidays and family passing) I would like to give everyone a small warning that there is a non human/monster with human near the end incase that's not your thing. Have a good day and happy readings. ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ "Yes I do, I can't keep something like this a secret as it...
-Maribelle is 19- The elven woman crouched low; using alleys and side streets to quickly make her way up to the building ahead. She reached the bakery within a couple minutes and carefully crawled alongside the outside wall; making her way towards an open window. "OKAY! I GUESS I'M A DAMN DESSERT TODAY!!" suddenly erupted from the opening. The woman was s...
Content Warning! This story has, but is not limited to: oviposition, gender feelz, venom-induced hypnosis, people turning into monsters, people being stuffed with eggs, and lots and lots of sticky fluids. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED THIS IS KINDA A DEPARTURE FROM MY USUAL STUFF. But I hope you all can find something you like in a trans egg turning into a Broodqueen...
You lay prone in a field of wet green grass, the sprouts tickling your chiseled arms. Your short red hair, slick with rain, leaks cold water on to your large frame. Before you, just about 100 meters away, sits a small cottage. The walls seem to be crumbling, the brickwork yielding to the elements. This was where the woman in the tavern had told you to go. Su...
Brenda dropped her tray onto the table with an audible clank. "Shitty burnt eggs again," she complained. "I know we're out in the ass end of nowhere, but that just means there's no excuse for ruining good ingredients." "Can it, Brenda," said Rosanna. "Unless you think you can do better." "Yes, lieutenant," replied Brenda, standing to give her a faux curtsy...
"The crisis consists precisely in the fact that the old is dying and the new cannot be born; in this interregnum a great variety of morbid symptoms appear." -Antonio Gramsci Far below the world: darkness. Humans tend to define darkness as an absence. When light is taken away, darkness remains. A dark room can be lit again, if the curtains are pulle...
Your name is Tarissa. You are a young human woman living in a village near the border of the Kingdom of Rimalla. The village exists to trade with the neighbouring Arachne. In good periods, the Arachne make excellent trading partners, producing high quality silk clothing and uniquely enchanted equipment. They tend to be fairly reclusive, preferring not to str...