A Weekend Alone

I wasn't very pleased with how this part turned out originally, and a few drafts later I'm still not all that satisfied, but I figure I should still post it. Contains: male on futa, a futa woman with horns (i.e. a holstaur), prostate fingering, breast milking, chastity, and hormone use. When there was a knock on her door a few minutes after six, Mattie was sitting on her bed, as ready as she could possibly be. She sprung up and opened the door, forcing a smile onto her face. "Hi..." "Hey," Jake said, with a much more natural smile. He came in and set a box down on her desk, waving her to take a seat on her bed as he sat in the chair. "So, how was your first day?" "Good," Mattie said, not quite able to meet his gaze. "Make any friends?" "Um... Rose. And Kayla, I guess." He nodded. "Rose is a nice girl. A little different than the others, but that comes with being the youngest. Anyone give you trouble?" &quo

When Samantha was a young girl a priestess by the name of Nataly had visited her village, curing their crops of the blight that would have ruined them among numerous other wonders. Samantha asked of Nataly, "Can I grow up and have the power to help people like you?" Nataly replied, "We all have the power to help people, the goddess merely helps." From that day onward she decided she wanted to be a priestess too. Of course, back then she had not really understood what that decision meant. Now, 6 years later, and very far from the quiet village of Averglen, Samantha was standing straight as she could and doing her best not to peek sideways at the other girls. They stood in a line facing the high priestess as she lectured them. Some of the girls positively emanated pride while others looked as if they feared they might be struck. "...For the Goddess asks much and gives little" The high priestess continued, the dark blue dress that symbolized her office flow

To all, I decided, to do a two-chapter story on Lord Drew's Daughter Aya. Of course, all my plans went to hell and its now a Three-chapter story. I am working on chapter three next so there should be only a week or so wait. She is below age, therefore there will be NO SEX with her in the room, but the adults will play, maybe in the third chapter. I also must apologize if you are not familiar with the other strings I am running. This is not a stand-alone story. Chapter 1 has focused on her growth in Cat culture and the beginnings of her adventure. Chapter two will deal with the repercussions of that adventure and chapter three will be her escape from her own adventure and into another one. Any aliens, real or imagined, are purely a construct of my twisted and warped mind. I thank everyone so much for reading my stories and enjoying them. As we enter and play in this year of 2021, please stay safe and sane. * * * * * "Where the fuck are we, navigator?" Biani stated wit

"Door's open," Matt shouted from the bedroom where he was getting Aidan dressed. It was the second Saturday that Seamus was babysitting so Matt could study. He'd gotten a small taste of freedom the weekend before and now he was practically giddy in anticipation. The joy of an uninterrupted study sesh outweighed any worries or guilt he held about not being at the café or the fact Seamus was once again babysitting. Seamus leaned against the bedroom door with his hands in his pocket. He wore the same thing he always wore, really nice jeans and a plain t-shirt that hugged his body. Today it was plum purple with a gray, unzipped hoodie. "Looks like you're ready to study," Seamus tilted his head toward the living room. "Yes," Matt said with a little too much enthusiasm. "It's so good. I can't thank you enough for taking Aidan. Part of me wants to tell you that you don't need to do this for me but mostly I want to sit in my living r

Note: All persons in this story are 18 and over. Furthermore, all events that take place in the story are of a fictional nature. I am a lonely sex-starved single Mum that can no longer control my urges for young, tight pussy. The pornographic photos and videos of their sweet young cunts being used and abused, well, they're no longer enough. My increasingly disturbing fantasies about caressing and fucking young schoolgirls have spilt over into reality, and most recently, I fucked my daughter's best friend at their sleep-over. This is my filthy confession. My daughter's been best friends with a girl named Allie for the past year. Allie has this tight little body, she has the most adorable tiny breasts, long dark hair and pale, innocent, blue eyes that make her look afraid when you look at her closely. Everything about her makes me want to dominate her, claim her. She's been around for tea a few times; she's even stayed over once or twice. Stopping myself from bend

This is a continuation of Will's adventures in his new job. In Pt. 01 we met Emily and his team. Following his encounter with Emily at the end of a hard day Will accompanies the girls to the pub in Pt. 02. You don't need to have read the first episode to enjoy this one, but it might help. ***** The pub was on the town's riverside and was full of people enjoying the evening sunshine, sipping drinks on the terrace. There was a hubbub of chatter and laughter as Emily guided Will through the tables to where Jo and Michelle were sitting. Will had been quiet on the walk over from the office through the verdant parkland. His mind was still confused about her actions and motives, he felt like he was in a film in which he had no control over his destiny and these women were playing with him. He couldn't work out how they reconciled working together with teasing him all the time, or how his own actions had become compromised. He wanted to act in the way a senior manager of a pr