The day went slowly, but relatively uneventfully for Neeta. They had breakfast and then Ramesh watched TV while she washed the dishes and watered the plants. She was afraid that someone would ring the bell at the gate, but thankfully no one did. She then made lunch and they went to sleep after the meal. Ramesh fucked her before letting her sleep cuddling him...
She could not stop rubbing and pulling at her new little penis, and it was a downward spiral because she knew that she had forced her clitoris out from under its hood by excessive pulling and tugging at it. So continuing to pull, rub and pinch her engorged clit would only make matters even worse. She pictured it growing like Pinocchio's nose, a great snake h...
Splicing was just a fact of modern life these days. In the early days splicing was something edgy and bizarre, the exclusive to the wealthy and eccentric. Now it was as routine as tattoos and body piercings. Most mutagens fell into two categories, corrective and cosmetic. Corrective fixed genetic deficiencies, such as nearsightedness or less than stellar in...
Chapter 5: Part of the Herd The days passed in a routine. Matt would come in and waken Ginny with her morning feed. He always sat with her as she ate, and as he did so he talked to her about the hormones and the cumulative effect they were having upon her physiology. He would get Ginny to play with her tits as she listened to him, always on her knees as he...
4-1 I arrived in Omaha early Saturday morning, a little after eight AM actually. I had tried to convince myself that I really didn't miss Melinda at all but I knew damn well I was lying to myself. It had taken me no more than eight hours to admit that she had indeed become the most important person in my life and not even a call from my brother in Californi...
Summary: A shape-shifting thief learns that stealing from a wizard might not be a good idea. Anyone who is under the age of 18, along with anyone offended by stories of a sexual nature or containing sexual situations or offended by the idea of mind control in any fashion, please do not read this story. Author's Note -- I just want to say, thank everyone fo...
Edwina had a drink poured for me when I went into the lounge, her chestnut hair fell fully to her creamy shoulders, her short green silk tunic clung seductively to her slender figure setting off the glint of gold reflecting from her collar and wrist cuffs. She kneeled in front of me,. She was one of the surprises I had not expected when Rachel had first pr...
It was moving toward the late afternoon of July 4, and Frank hustled west on I-80. It had been a little time since he'd visited Lucy Lewis in Kearney, Nebraska, and once again he was anxious to see her again. It was to be a weekend together: she was going to treat him like a king and do anything he wanted. He glanced at the fireworks sitting in his back seat...
Susan was sitting at the kitchen table, looking, I don't know... I guess "perky" would be the word. "Your breasts look pretty cute in that T-shirt," I said, equally cheery. It was one of those V-neck things which extended just low enough that the barest amount of cleavage was exposed, unusual for Susan. It was hard to tell if she was wearing a bra or not....
Chapter 4: The Training Ginny groaned softly, feeling the tug at her neck and following without a choice. Sam's thick meaty arm pulled her forward, compelling her to make hurried little steps to keep up. They left by a second door, the one Matt and Dillon had appeared from. She felt the coldness of the tiled floor seeping through her bare feet. She was not...