Isabella Carver is a beautiful, smart, single, and brilliant chemist at Rowdy Rouge Cosmetics. She takes pride in making the best-selling and the best-smelling fragrances for the company. She got an eye for detail and a nose for scents, given that she has an excellent sense of smell. Ever time she creates a new perfume for the company, she gets excited. She...
***Chapter two introduces the Amazonians, all characters in this Chapter are above 18*** The Kingdom of Amazonia was never a true kingdom but more barbaric land where tribes formed and dissolved everyday. To the other kingdoms, Amazonia should have died out decades ago since the unisex futanari abominations could not reproduce, but every kingdom has it's...
Chris Johnson looked over the newest branch of his gym with pride. It was the morning of opening day and he was surveying the scene from the front counter, a few elderly women were on the treadmills, a couple of bulky men were lifting in the free weights section and he listened to the instructor in the side room running the very first Yoga class. The facilit...
I never found peeing to be a particularly erotic activity, but one event altered my perception all at once. I was attending graduate school and at this school we had all of our classes during one day each week. It was a long day, going from 8am until 6pm and because of that, you got to know your classmates pretty well compared to other programs I have attend...
I joined the gym a few months ago. Not necessarily because I like sweating, but because they had the cutest guys in the city. And because it was a unisex gym, the first in the city. Everyone worked out together and everyone showered and dressed together. So, you see, you had to be pretty confident about your body to show up or even join. I have a cute litt...
Another stupid memo. But I suppose that's redundant: all memos here are stupid. Idiot managers showering their "wisdom" down upon the lower creatures. I'm Brenda, an editor for - well - for one of those faceless, large corporations. My job is to try to improve the prose issuing forth, which, of course, is a frustrating job. No, not a "fustrating job" as s...
Totally true story. I hope you enjoy! * So I had always had this fantasy of selling my body for a man's sexual pleasure. To me there is something validating about the fact me dressed in woman's clothes, lingerie, and acting girly could be attractive and sexy enough for a man that he would be willing to pay me to suck his cock and let him slide it inside...
You derived tremendous enjoyment and intense sexual pleasure having me on THE CHAIR at your mercy. Such was your joy that you arranged four more weekly "sessions" for me on THE CHAIR, each far more intense than the previous. With each "session" you became bolder and more vicious in your torments of my body. After the second "session" you even forced me to...
[Note to readers: I wrote a story called The Secret Woman that received a number of comments and suggestions. I incorporated them as best as I could and edited the original version extensively. The resulting story is almost three times as long as the original version. It is mostly a new story and for this reason I gave it a new name. I am grateful for the in...
Note to readers: this is a greatly revised and expanded version of the story with the same name that I posted a while back. I received a number of helpful suggestions about the first version and incorporated them all, as faithfully as possible. I am grateful for the interest and assistance, and hope you like it! * "Eric, I think you'd love having huge tits...