Lanborn led Resistance into the lounge. The far wall was a panoramic window with a view out to the docks. Scabashank stood there in his black, silk pajamas, his back to them all, hands clasped behind him. Cushions from a low-slung couch had been flung on the floor. There was a long table in front of the couch, an ottoman. A second man impeccably turned out...
Upon a glistening black throne sat an male anthro wolf, black and shinning like his throne. He sat naked, showing off his six pack abs, and black canine cock leaking pre. To his left was a female pink anthro fox, her breasts an H cup at least, her nipples pierced, and the shine of her naked latex body in full view. To his right, a male blue anthro lion, his...
Lanborn hated being a passenger. The orbital rent-a-pod was one of those early 2150's autonomous models with the plastic seats and sim-windows. You got to see what was outside on a ten second delay interrupted by advertisements unless you paid the extra charge to go real-time and ad free. He hadn't. The autopilot's 3d avatar appeared suddenly in the cabi...
Part 8, and the plot thickens! The resistance finally begins to make its move. What shape will its plans take? What will happen to the royal family? Who is going to have sex with whom and how? All these questions and more . . . well, not all of them will be answered in this installment. But at least some will. :) I'm not sure how many parts this thing will...
This is a continuation of my story. I hope this story will continue through to completion. Please be patient with me as I am new to this. This story is about Dominance and Submission. If you do not like this topic, please look elsewhere for your reading pleasure. Please feel free to contact me with any questions or matters where you feel I may be of assist...
All characters in this story are at least 18 years old. After used to battle other Pokemon most Pokemon grew irate and powerful enough that they overthrew their human captors and now would even use them in 'Human Battles', though their new battling is more sex than battling, as a form of retribution. Most Pokemon however use their new human "friends&quo...
The year is 9 TE (decreed as the Tentacle Era, or 2026 if you're going by the Resistance Model) and most of the known world is in a state of blissful, orgasmic peace. After almost twenty years of being molested by infinite hordes of tentacles, humanity has all but forgotten the meaning of "rape". All sex, whether invited or not, has become somethin...
A puff of smoke, exhaled from my lungs, drifts onto the snowy city below me. Standing in my penthouse, I am a woman on top of the world. In one hand alone, I have held the lives of countless men, and with the other, brought ruin to them all. A black widow. I don't think there's a better term to describe a woman like me, though the men in my life might pref...
Ah, yes, spring is in the air. The birds are singing, the sun is shining, and the women are dieting to fit in their itsy bitsy bikini. It's time to get rid of that bulky sweatshirt and head for the beach. You can't? Why not? My God, your gut is huge. If you weren't a man, I would have thought you were pregnant. How the Hell much weight did you gain over th...
The year is 2020. Advances in sex toy technology have given birth to the ultimate in self-pleasure technology. Unfortunately for mankind this new brand of sex toy is even more advanced than intended. Too late it is discovered the machines are sentient and self-replicating. The machines, now known as the O-Bots, choose not to use violence in their mission o...