“Is everything ready?”


“Of course, Master.” Ten smiled to himself. In his hands, he held a small box that contained stages one through six all in separate chambers. If he looked over at another part of the room, he found stages seven, eight and nine all in different states of containment. Seven, the smallest of the three, sat with his eyes wide in a small hamster cage. All and all, he stood at a height of barely half a metre, though c

“I...you want me to...what?”His father grinned at him. “Well, how else did you think you became a man, son?”Jeff stared at him, licking his lips. “I dunno, hormones?”Dad laughed and put his arm around the boy, making his cheeks flush deeply. “And where did you think the hormones for that came from, hmm?”Jeff licked his lips, snuggling into his father. The man was definitely buff as hell, with eight pack abs, pecs you could stop a bullet with, glutes you could bounce hail off of,

Family-sized meal.
Allana was waddling around the streets of suburbia. Normally she was a city hunter, but a man she nearly snagged today, managed to escape her out of sheer luck. Someone came up and bumped into him before she had a chance to pounce. Allana was not one to let a prey get away, but after gulping down the other dude, she noticed her initial prey had dropped his wallet. She cackled as she picked it up, already making plans to make a visit to his house tonight.

The 600-pound, a

The French Restaurant. A story by d0ugless


The Scene:


An expensive French restaurant at a five-star hotel in Paris. A beautiful, young American actress is sitting alone in a black sequined gown. An impeccably-groomed, tuxedo wearing waiter approaches.


"Mademoiselle, you look magnifique! How may I serve you tonight?"


"Well, I'm not too hungry, maybe just a little snack…"


"Oh, oui oui, we have wonderful snack. One moment. Pierre!"

*Huff*
 
 
*Huff*
 
 
*Huff*
 
 
"This...is the last time I help clean out someone's attic," The rather buxom blonde Brittany would say with exaggerated sigh after toting around box after box of old and withered cardboard boxes from her best friend Tiffany's dusty old attic, no longer having the will to work such physical labor a step more she would drop the last remaining box at her feet on the attic floor with a noisy clatter of the box's contents

“I love you too, ” The guys heard Romeo whisper to his boyfriend. Curtis snatched the remote from Sullivan and turned up the volume to drown out the conversation.
“Can you guys believe how much of a wuss Romeo has become?” Allen shared, looking at the other two. The three of them were gathered around the TV in the apartment, shirtless and in basketball shorts sitting living room, while Tanner was in guest room on his cell phone.
Curtis shot daggers, “That’s en

“Devin! You have to come,” Callum came running up to me. I was sitting on the beach happy feeling the warmth of the sand. A nice afternoon with enough clouds to keep, one’s body protected. An ocean breeze came rolling through and delivered more relief from the heat. I was content to watch Callum surf all day. He looked so majestic and could do it effortlessly.
I, on the other hand, could barely stand up on my board. It was comical how he was about to go pro surfer and his best

It’s after 7 PM. Another day of work is done as I shut off the Virtual Machine on my computer. And just on cue my apartment door opens. Recently I’ve given Elizabeth a copy of my key to my apartment since it’s just better for her to have one instead of me getting up every time she wants inside. “It’s 7 PM Honey, Time to be my fetish slave” She says estactically.“Yes, Dear” I reply back, in a sarcastically regretful tone. I watch as she sets down several jars on the table t

A couple of days have passed and to start with I’ve learned a couple of things about my new body. To start with, it seems like I don’t need to sleep. As I played the game I got into the wee hours of the morning, I realized I didn’t seem tired. Yet when I finally went to lie down and let my mind drift off, I fell asleep. Waking up the next morning, once again stuck to the bed’s mattress, I felt tired and not refreshed at all. But that stopped after I “ate”. After work I decided

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A

New

Family


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Yes. Yes, yes, yes.” A young man cheered as he drove home happily from work.



Today was a good day to be Mikey Drone. An’ he couldn’t wait to get home to sh

The last week of school. The senior class had finished their final exams, and got a full 5 days to relax and say their goodbyes to their friends. Olive, a shy redhead with thick round glasses and a flat body to match her personality, just sat by herself in the corner of the lunchroom, silently enjoying her celebratory cake and cookies while listening to music through her earbuds. When you’re socially awkward and a lesbian in a school of practically all straights, finding a companion is especia

So you want to be a beastgirl?
 
 
Beastgirl are all the rage nowadays. Typically stronger, faster, and tougher than the average human, and often able to provide milk, eggs, or even meat for their hungry owners, beastgirl have proven their worth as livestock. Beastgirl a are also often considered exotically beautiful, and many men enjoy spending nights in the barn enacting their primal urges. Considering this fact, is it any surprise that many young girls wish to become a beastgirl

"Well, here's hoping this date goes well..." Amon Nitocris casually thought walking by himself through the streets of Pandora's downtown. The sole son of Maria Nitocris hadn't been one to think too much of romance as he was often trying to keep his siblings in check and assisting his mother in running their business. Albeit Sekhmet and Nefertiti were also charged with helping with the family business, but he was the one most often seen holding down the metaphorical fort when it came down to it.