"Kamn, you Freewombs expect the silver pedestal, don't you?" Alice held her tongue, knowing that the evening's liquor still buzzed in her head. The lack of inhibition that had landed her this after-party job was likely to only get her into trouble now. So instead she rested on her knees, grabbed the bars of her gilded cage and let it swing gently, batting h...
IMPORTANT FOREWORD: Readers sensitive or triggered by depictions of "non-consent" (nice euphemism, huh?) may want to give it a pass. This story contains depictions of fantasy sex as an accepted form of combat. It isn't intended to be brutal or especially dark, but it still probably isn't for everyone. While I recognize there are few other problematic tropes,...
This is the sequel to Night Of The Horny Femboy, it follows characters and events from that story, so feel free to read that first if you haven't :) This is an erotic horror story with mind control, reluctant sex and crossdressing. It's not meant to represent or anything seriously, it's just for fun. I'm Markie, well, I'm Markie now. 3 weeks ago I was targe...
The Queen of Grimordeal was beginning to hate her husband, the King. The King was a great believer in several old axioms, 'Leave no job left undone', and 'Leave no hole left unfilled'. To the former he applied himself with great diligence and his kingdom and subjects prospered and soon left their 'Third Kingdom' status in the dust. To the latter he applied...
Angie couldn't wait to get out of church that morning, despite the sexy priest there as usual. She had a different gentleman in mind to bed, along with his bitch of a wife. As expected, Charmaine was on her best behavior, desperate to appease the pair of lovers. "As a matter of fact, she's been a very good girl this morning. Who knows, if she keeps this up...
Perched atop a wide, flat boulder which had clearly been chiseled into a makeshift table, the woman on the screen squealed loudly around the lengthy manhood filling her mouth, her sound of delight rendered obscene not by the act itself, but by how it was effectively cut short as her throat was violated by her own repeated motion. The fact that she was blindf...
Alright,before the story, let's have some basic things readers should know. Lycanthropes and werewolves are different. LYCANTHROPES Lycanthropes are born as humans and are given the curse of lycanthropy through the bite of another lycanthrope or werewolf. When a lycanthrope passes on lycanthropy to someone else, he/she dies. But,when a werewolf passes on lyc...
Her lap dance was perfect: slow and sensual, with her violet eyes piercing my soul as her hot breath ignited my skin. It was hard to keep my hands gripping the ends of the armrests, but I knew that I must, because if I allowed my willpower to fade away, I would instantly touch her - and likely more, since I definitely would have enjoyed having my way with he...
The following afternoon, Daisy softly knocked on the now familiar door. The term walking on eggshells did no justice to how...jittery she felt once she was beckoned inside the usual way. In such a short time she felt desperate just to touch Alex again, much less earning the right to do more. Her expectations were also on a different level because of the situ...
~~Damien~~ He looked at the picture again, then put the phone away. Gulping, he pulled the phone out again, and looked at the picture. She was so beautiful, and fun, and joyful, and overwhelmingly sexual. The frizzy red hair, bouncy and big, her soft face and pale skin, her golden eyes, it was all gorgeous. Of course, she knew she had large breasts, and in...