Some Words on Goblins Goblins are a race of small, green-skinned humanoids. Of all the races in the world, goblins are among the most despised. Most see them as sentient vermin. They are not much bigger than human toddlers. Nobody respects them, though everyone with sense fears them. The reason for this is simple. Goblins capture women from other races and...
Kat disengaged from the sleeping seminary student. He whimpered as he rolled over. Her visit would be dimly remembered as a dream. His sheets would bear testimony to it and he would pray with extra zeal to be delivered from the torments of the flesh. Possibly he would never learn of having been visited by a succubus. She kissed him on the forehead, nodded...
Vesper felt a light breeze drift over her and she yawned and stretched out her arms and legs, knowing that her wings pushed up a bit from her position on her stomach and she felt the sheets from her bed slide down to uncover her from the waist up. Burying her face in the pillow beneath her head, she kept her eyes closed for a few more moments before she fina...
Welcome to Chapter Nine of my still-developing story, all of which is completely true. This story won't make any sense unless you read the first eight chapters first. Click my profile for the link to those chapters. I love getting feedback from readers- it's what keeps me writing! So please post a comment and let me know what you thought of this :) I'd b...
Sheriff Jacob Creech might been born in the dark, but it wasn't last night. Days without a rape were something he cherished at this point but he knew that day two weeks ago that Angela was just in a better position to deny it then most. Truth is, he had just breathed a real sigh of relief when he saw Angela walking bow legged the next day. That by itself wo...
[Pre-story]Content Warnings: unrealistic anatomy, futa, horse cock, huge cock, excessive cum. Disclaimer: All characters are 18+[/pre-story] Lay On Hands, Chapter 3 Pyrista held her wife's gaze as her lips lingered on the flared tip of Rylinne's cock, the lewd kiss intensifying. As her hands continued to stroke up and down Rylinne's length, her head began...
Chapter 3: Gimmie Shelter The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul. - W. B. Yeats As soon as she had been wrapped in a thin, pastel-blue hospital gown, she gave back the brown felt coat that the harried manger of the hotel had covered her with, when the EMTs had come for her. The woman had rode with her to the hospital, des...
{* Several weeks later, somewhere between the Arathi Highlands and the Hinterlands lies a forest inside a massive caldera. Ayma approaches an Inn standing sentinel before a vast green forest *} It wasn't easy for Ayma to be discreet when this world's inhabitants hyper focused on her double curved horns, slender hooves and white skin. She thought she could b...
Note: All characters in the following story are 18 years of age or older. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events is purely coincidental. * "It's right down there, Daddy." Lisa pointed out the window. Alex Myers shook his head and frowned. "I don't see anything, kiddo. Are you sure they said here?" His Toyota careened down the dirt road, slowly...
"Oh shit! Time to go!" I said, grabbing Kathy's arm and pulling her toward the door. "What?" she asked in confusion. I didn't blame her. We were at her friend Lyle's Halloween party and it was still early. She couldn't see any reason why we should leave. Of course, she didn't know the attractive couple that just entered the room. I didn't either, but I kn...