(A spin-off of the excellent story hub, Absolute Gullibility Syndrome. While there you may find a collection of zany and sexy stories about those with AGS, the people here all come to experience a darker - and arguably more realistic - fate.) A new and rare mental disorder has recently been discovered. Sufferers are not only unable to tell if someone is lyin...
Someone near you has gained the ability to change reality. They could be a coworker, friend, family, it doesn't matter, they now can alter whatever they like. It could be your favorite food, the color of the sky or even passages in the Geneva convention, whether people notice it or not is for them to decide. For some reason or another they've set their sight...
While checking your email's spam folder, you see an interesting advertisement . . . FREE TRIAL! New sexdoll robot, so real you'll never go back. 100% Satisfaction guarantee!!1! Intrigued, you read more. It seems the sextoy company HUMPCO is ready to do some market testing on a new sex doll, the SexBot6900. It is supposedly very realistic and includes som...
"Of all the gifts which heaven can bestow, there is one above all measure; that is a friend amidst all our woe, for a friend is a found treasure. I give to thee that sacred name, for thou art such to me and ever will I claim to be that friend to thee." -- Thomas Steven, 19th-century silk weaver. The woman who stepped through the airlock and into the brothel...
There are a lot of people in the changing room, and since no one is looking at me, I just sit there on the armchair. Besides, where can I go? I am encased in a sexdoll costume that totally and firmly immobilize me, unable to speak and all the while tortured by vibrators and tens units activated randomly, whenever someone nearby answers a mobile. I can feel t...
This is the story of a hot night spent with my favorite sex toy. It occurred at the end of a hectic period at work, when I spent most weeks travelling to meet prospective customers and had little time for personal errands and enjoyment, let alone time to masturbate. On this particular day I was heading home from a business trip abroad when it occurred to me...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. *** Growing up in the Black Hills meant that I was exposed to the scourge of annual motorcycle rally - or so that is what my parents wanted me to believe. When I was little, we would visit the town during the day and see the crazy clothes, amazing motorcycles, and stare in awe at...
.....I awoke to find the tropical sun high in the sky, must nave been close to noon, I thought....I must have slept for fifteen hours! My crotch radiated a warm soreness, reminding me if the royal fucking I had received last evening. Putting on my wrinkled sundress, I was drawn to enticing smells from the galley; I limped into the main salon, and sat in a c...
AN: Hey! This is mostly unchanged from the Sexual Privilege branch I wrote, especially early on. Things have been slightly cleaned up and expanded upon, with more dramatic changes coming down the line. The original branch isn't being dropped, but the story won't continue there. Instead, it'll hold all the noncanon stuff that I want to write and be open for a...
Nb: Gunde essentially wrote all of this. My contribution is the last 3000 words or so. XXX "Sanddy!" Recovered enough from the experience of having her nuclear bomb of an ass taken hard and simultaneously by the three biggest, brawniest and sexiest slabs of manmeat she'd ever seen that she was now merely extraordinarily horny rather than locked in a state...