In the first decades of the 21st century, a new unknown virus spread through the Earth. It goes unnoticed for years because, unlike any previously known virus, the disease it spreads has no noticeable side effects or at least none apparent immediately. After all, its only side-effect was that infected women could not conceive unless the fetus had male chromo...
I have written a variety of captions and posted them to BDSMLR over the past year. Recently, I decided that I would try sharing some of the captions here on CHYOA for people to write continuations or alternate branches if the captions catch their interest. These captions involve celebrities, historical figures, and original characters. The content most often...
Das ist das Gesicht, das ich, deine Ehefrau mache, wenn andere Männer mich abfüllen und zum Höhepunkt bringen: https://cdn06.bdsmlr.com/uploads/photos/2019/05/134501/bdsmlr-134501-K0OnWKTqJv.gif Ah, das würde dir gefallen, dieses Gesicht zu sehen, was? Aber dazu wird es nicht kommen. Weil dein Schwanz einfach zu klein ist und du keine Ahnung hast, wie du ihn...
Disclaimer: All individuals in this story are eighteen or older. This is intended as a work of fiction, not a legitimate instruction manual. The author does not condone sexual acts with non-consenting participants. Please enjoy. Constructive feedback is appreciated. The Unofficial Cowgirl Guide Preface: Congratulations on your decision to enter the human...
It was by no means an uncommon thing to see a hucow out in public, yet I always found myself staring whenever I found one. The way her huge breasts were constrained beneath her shirt and the curve of her wide hips were enthralling. Sometimes, if you were lucky, you could even see a small stain of milk leaking from her outlined nipples. 'Quit staring,' Jess...
Please note this story contains breast-play only. However, it should appeal to the appropriately boob-obsessed; those for whom fanaticism about extremely large breasts is satisfied to a large degree simply by handling such a pair... *** It has always been impossible for me to find breasts that are too big. For me, tits become perfect when they become so la...
The Awe of Being a Hucow by Lemaringouin, with the graceful assistance of Pimanko for the English translation from French. ***** Chapter 11 The Grand Contest and Its Prize Several days after her party with Claire, Stephanie was woken up by cries and laughter from the main hallway which connected all the hucows' bedrooms. "Sylvie, Wake up! Did you hear?...
'Good morning everyone and thank you for coming today,' Dr Woodburn's voice boomed out over the speakers to the room. 'Our presentation will be beginning soon, so please, if you haven't already, find a seat.' I stood waiting in the side room, listening to the room full of students bustle about as they found a seat. Dr Woodburn had worked with the dairy f...
Sarah awoke a couple of hours later to the feeling of a hand rubbing something on to her ass. Her ass ached where the hand was rubbing. But whatever was being rubbed on her, she assumed it was the salve the doctor had prescribed, was helping. A few minutes after the rubbing stopped, she started becoming aware of the pressure in her udders. She stood, wincin...
'Since when have you owned a kilt?' I asked, eyeing Ethan's choice of clothing. 'Not until recently,' he said, taking a sip of tea as he sat at our kitchen table. 'But I feel they're making a comeback. I'll be a trend setter.' I eyed him suspiciously. 'Is your family even Scottish?' He let out a low whistle. 'I'm sure if you go back far enough in my famil...