Parasite Pregnant Stories

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Rite Of Passage

by crysede on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

The old priest looked down the woman, the child, who lay looking up at him, the brightness of her eyes, the rise and fall of softly rounded breasts with each breath, the glow of her skin under the torches foretelling the coming dawn, as though the sun was rising first in her body before it granted itself to the land. Life itself radiated from her: a vibrant...

Game Monster

by Cantalope on May 11, 2015
Science Fiction

As the world loads in you rise up, drawing up your power... before unceremoniously flopping onto the ground. What's the point? The heroes would just waltz through and kill you 20 minutes from now. You didn't even get the satisfaction of killing them over and over again like the bosses did. You were just a creep put here so the heroes could farm XP. The more...

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Nympho

by Dar_Jisbo on Jun 22, 2020
Transgender & Crossdressers

It started when my older brother met Jane. He brought her home to meet the family, which included me. She greeted me politely ("Hi, you must be Scott. Dave has told me so much about you!") but not in a flirting manner. I responded in the same way ("I hope you think well of me despite that.") Dave punched me jokingly in the arm. "Don't worry. I didn't tell...

White Mistress & Black Slave Girl

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

My name is Laurel Katherine Henderson. A six-foot-three, blonde-haired and green-eyed, sturdy and very voluptuous Englishwoman living in the great city of Boston, Massachusetts. I've been in the United States of America ever since I was nineteen years old. I recently earned my Master's degree in Business Administration from Boston College at the age of twent...

Unliving Lust Ch. 01

by GigglingGoblin on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

"I'm telling you, there is no such thing as a horny undead. Period." Larya turned to her companion, a scruffy man wearing patchy leather armor, and glared. "You've just got no imaginative spirit!" "And this world's got no sexed spirit. Spirits." The man rolled his eyes. He sat back against a gnarled old oak tree and began sharpening the blade of his notc...

The Tempest

by darkmaiden on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

previously published in Tears on Black Roses 1999 "...And in her most imitigable rage, Into a cloven pine; within which rift, Imprison'd, thou didst painfully remain A dozen years; within which space she died..." - Shakespeare, The Tempest * * * * * The sky to the east grew dark, as the clouds gathered and undulated like giant mammals swimming across...

Ragnarok

by Judogeezer on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

It's been some time since I posted a story here. Life got in the way. I have a few more in the pipeline. Hope you enjoy them. Many of us have said it, but what if ... Ragnarök By Judogeezer Desolation everywhere...but not what he expected. Every end-of-the-world movie he'd ever seen had the same scenes; deserted streets with dust and scraps of paper...

Maid in Charge Ch. 02

by Dazzle1 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Suki was looking at some dresses, when Susan came in. "Hello Suki." "Mrs. King." "You can call me Susan, you are not working." "Thank you Susan." "Special occasion." The Asian nodded, "Interview." "Did Caroline let you go? "It was time. "Work for me, "The black woman offered. "It's not what you think." Susan slapped her, "You think you're too good...

No Future Ch. 78

by bradley_stoke on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

LXXVIII Sick and Sore Iris 2059 Although Iris missed living in London while she was living in Oxford, she hadn't really felt ready to return there from so soon. However, the Biotech Lab was one of the first businesses to shut down when Sheep Fever struck the nation. And now she was effectively evicted from the city along with everyone else who didn't have a...

Odyssey Ch. 04

by LeopoldNicholas on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Perhaps you cannot hear anyone scream in space, but the silence that fills that void is deafening. An assault upon the eardrums greater than any high pitched expletive or mighty cannon roar. My head reverberated. Blood pounding twin staccato against my temples, rushing through the migraine narrowed passage ways with a ceaseless pressure born of despair. I w...