Translated by Pimanko. Chapter 7 The First Milking Stephanie had already been a prisoner at the Good Breast farm for ten days now. Claude, the dairy's director was regularly getting news about his newest acquisition's transformation. Claudine, his assistant, gave him daily updates about the journalist's transformation. "She's developing well," she told hi...
This story is a continuation from my first story. How I sink further into humiliation and lose my wife even more, if that's possible. Now the continuation... I sat in the living room on the couch and couldn't believe what happened. Did I really lose my beautiful wife? Was this just a game on their part? I was snapped out of my thoughts with the sound of s...
Confession Time "Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned, it has been six months since my last confession. Since then..." My voice is soft; barely an audible whisper yet carries through the ornate divider without hindrance; its solid panel having been drawn back with a light rasping sound. "I ... I have missed Mass, three times, told several lies and, Father,...
((Please use the tab to the right to Start Game before proceeding to the next chapter! If you don't, many chapters and text won't work properly. You can also change variables using the variable tab. Some of these may become clearer as you read further.)) For an immortal being with little concept of time, the idea of "life as one knows it" ending ab...
NOTE: This story is part four of an ongoing series. Though each chapter stands alone, please check out part one to get the full experience. ### She woke with a start. It was morning. Saturday. Her body was covered in sweat, and the echoes of a very erotic dream slowly faded from the corners of her consciousness. Normally she slept in a set of frumpy pajama...
Finally finding myself alone in my apartment for the afternoon I was ready to have some fun. My roommate has been home for most of the lockdown and I've been confined to my own room for my solo experiences. She told me this morning she was headed off to a friend's house for the afternoon. I knew it was time to expand my little world. I know it probably is...
This is my first attempt at writing so please bear with me. I know this story might be short but I'll likely turn this into a series. Feedback and criticism is most appreciated! ***** It was a hot summer day when I got his text. "Hey sweetie, how're you doing?" it said. This was the first text I got from Marc since a long time. Living time zones apart u...
I hold my breath as I watch him through the slits. The horizontal lines cut off part of my view. I can't quite distinguish what is on his computer screen but I can see that it excites him. I lick my lips as I watch sweat glisten on his delectable stomach. Those abs and pecs that haunt my dreams glisten under the lamplight coming from his desk. From my vantag...
*Part 9 in an ongoing series... After answering her questions, after telling her so much about myself, now it was my turn to do the asking. I put down my glass of wine and brought my hand back down to my dick. I still wasn't very hard, but it felt good nonetheless. I looked at her for a moment, preparing my queries. The outline of her massive, heavy breast...
Diana sat in her office frustrated by life's cruelty. Her husband was having prostate problems and thus had no sex drive while she was at the height of her sexual desire. Masturbation usually got her through the rough patches, but the toy she usually used had finally run down and had broken yesterday. It didn't help she had spent an hour before work shopping...