You are so very horny, beside yourself with lust and desire. You walk into the adult bookstore, closely examining the dildos and vibes, licking your luscious lips, imagining what they would feel like inside of you. You feel the moistness beginning to gather in your panties. Finally, you make your choice and proceed to the register when you discover that you'...
Duncan Cyrus, age 20, Landlord's Sister The bastard thought I was lying. I warned him; his wife warned him for me I know. I came back after my break, and before I left I had already paid him for the month of January, because I wouldn't have been back in time and my job allowed it because it closed for that time period. I came back to my place and it was in...
based on Gorean fiction by John Norman The girl sagged sobbing in her chains. Her bark-cloth skirt had been torn from her and stuffed into her mouth as a gag. She was naked but for her belt collar and brands. Her formerly long and glossy brown hair had been crudely sheared short to her scalp. Her sweaty body trembled against the dance pole. All of the ho...
This story contains: MF, fantasy, furry. This story is copyright 1998 by Pulp Fan; you can contact me at the email address in my profile. I originally wrote and submitted this piece to an erotic story site (the now defunct "Lust So Stories") under the name Mr. "E", to distinguish it from the pulp pastiches I'd written to that point. Since I've never used Mr...
Rachel watches shay as she enters the Corner. She picks up her cell phone and takes a pic. She then goes into her contacts and Selects a number with the name GM. She sends the pic with a text. The text reads: Just got me a new Bitch. How you doing on yours? Rachel smiles with pleasure. GM then sends back a picture. The picture was a nude girl with dyed...
Chapter 3 - Dayna The cluster of candles on her desk flickered, disturbed by a cold breeze blowing through her west facing window. The elven mage stopped reading to get up and draw the window's shutters closed. Typical among elven kind, Dayna stood just over six feet tall. She was clad in a grey tunic, cinched around the waist with a silvered chain belt. A...
"I remember you. You're the girlfriend," Jon slurred drunkenly from the couch when Samantha appeared silently in the doorway of the living room and removed her sunglasses. Sam just nodded. They were in his shitty rundown apartment in a particularly seedy downtown neighborhood. He didn't wonder how or why she'd gotten there or why she was wearing a platinum b...
This is a branching series with a focus on transformations or size changes in stories. Predominantly growing and expanding in some way, but also including shrinking, size draining, size transfer, and any other size play related fun. Size changes can happen any number of ways depending on the path you choose and who is growing and changing. Random growth spur...
When Mike Harris stole two point seven million dollars in cash from his employer, he knew that his life had changed forever. It's one thing to steal that amount of money from your bosses' safe; it's quiet another to steal it from a ruthless gangster who is heavily involved in narcotics, prostitution, gambling and murder. Mike was Tony Leonardo's bookkeeper,...
Note: The situations described in this story are false, but the people are real, though names have been changed.. Enjoy. There he sits, in the slouchy-looking La-Z-Boy, staring dicontentedly at my boyfriend's TV set. I smile because I know why he looks angry.... he hates American media, and commercials irk him. "I'll play N64 with ya, if you want to,...