Growing up in the small town of Harpers Mill was about as boring as you would have expected. Still, if you discount the fact that the town had no school, meaning that the thirty kids living there had to take a hour long ride from the last pickup to the nearby town of Grover, and that there was more cows then people on any given day; the town was close to the...
Among the many places in which one could call a place of relaxation, there is one specifically tailored to those with a passion for fertility. However, many were not fully aware of this place sadly. Thus the staff began an ad campaign to give a lucky winner one free week at this mythical place. Upon deciding a winner, the location was revealed and thus the g...
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...
One day John woke up and heard a strange voice in his head telling him that he can alter anyone he wanted with the snap of his fingers... he didn’t know where this came from but he wanted to try it.What's next? Mom and dad The police station Feel free to add whatever The neighbor little sister His Aunt Bratty Sister and Her Bratty Friend Himself His Sist...
Moving to a new place is always rough, but it can be rewarding as well. The Nuwisha Design College in Seaside City is a smallish school, but is known for its art and design classes. A lot of literature and word-of-mouth shows that graduates from this school often get very lucrative and popular jobs. Lucky for you, you were able to get in with some of your gr...
This is a story I wrote for a friend. It is based on a real person, but the names are of course changed. Please feel free to comment by mailing me. * * * * * She stood in front of the mirror, just looking at her body. She seemed to be doing this a lot more lately. She was fascinated at how it was changing so much. Everyday it was different. The most appare...
Though I didn't have a clue what a fetish was when I was still in my teens, the only thing I knew was what I loved most about jacking myself off, was seeing my cock erupt with rope after rope of thick, hot cum. Fascinated by the feel of it bursting out of me, staring down at myself, I'd groan as I slid it up and down over my shaft, painting it all the way d...
I happened to stop for lunch the other day when this happened to me. I was at my favorite restaurant enjoying a meal when I overheard one of the workers talking to someone. You know how that works; you don't intentionally listen, but you just happen to hear something that catches your attention? That describes that day perfectly. I was eating when i heard...
Disclaimer: All individuals in this story are eighteen or older. This is intended as a work of fiction. The author does not condone sexual acts with non-consenting participants. Please enjoy. Constructive feedback is appreciated. ***** The moment I felt his bare cock glide between the walls of my slippery sex, I knew there was no going back. The rational,...
You woke up in a white blank room. The last thing you remembered was that it's your wedding night. You were lying on the bed, waiting for your bride. Where am I? Where is she? Why am I here? Then you suddenly heard a voice: "No need to hurry. All those questions will be answered." Turned back, you saw a sphere of light floating in the air. "I'...