I
looked at myself in the mirror, nervously cringing, slightly biting
onto a long strand of brown hair as my blue eyes blinked back at me.
I gripped the dresser drawer, the darkness of the bedroom permeating
the air around me, the room hot and heavy as candles softly glowed
all around. Each was blood red and thin, like sharp claws, reaching
up and glittering in my dark-blue bedroom as the windows remained
shut, and my door remained closed. Tonight was the night.
Tonight...I
summoned the demon kn

  It was a dark day in the Pridelands. A few weeks ago, Scar and a large pack of hyenas had taken over Pride Rock after Mufasa had been killed in a wildebeest stampede, and though Simba's body never was found the lionesses had no choice but to assume that the very same had happened to the poor cub. Since that time, the Pridelands had begun to run out of prey for the lionesses and hyenas to eat, but Scar kept forcing them to search farther and farther. He was in total control because the hye

While the girls went to a male prison, the boys left to a women's correctional facility. John eagerly rubbed his cock through his pants on the bus, a squirming bulge underneath that rubbed up against his dick with him. One look around the bus showed other boys all whipping their own penis’ out, some with friends or others alone. Yet, never actually alone. Every boy in this class either had someone dicked already, or had a tiny woman masturbating him like John did.
 
 
He decided

His sleep was pleasant and dreamless. But what caused Chris to begin drifting out of sleep was a sensation that was more than just pleasant; it was real. A arousing, tantalizing feeling of pressure and touch on his cock. At first, it felt like the beginnings of a wet dream, though his dream had nothing erotic to it on its own. But slowly, his body began to awaken to the realization: this was real.
When Chris felt a powerful suction take hold of his dick, he rose up from sleep, opening his eyes.

The sun had just set, and the stables were quiet near an old farm house. Amy a young woman made her way to the stables. The horses were normally loud this early in the evening. Not even the dogs outside barked.

She opened the door and hung her lantern on a hook. The flame slowly illuminated the stables. A man had his face buried in one of the mare’s cunts. This wasn’t an unusual occurrence. Farm hands often had sex with the horses when women were sca

The Unchosen One
"Well, I'm sure glad that we took care of Death God Zaligos!" Said the blue-haired hero swordsman.
It was a good thing, too, to destroy something that was planning to plunge the world into blood and madness, and they had finally gotten back home to Verenos castle, where the celebration was quite under way. All of the party that the hero had gathered were there, and as they had just completed the most important adventure of their lives, talk of the future had started to come up.

Ultimate Technique
by Jonathan “Fanfic Fetishist” Spires
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Tendo Residence...
Evening...
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Ranma Saotome, long hair bound in a tight pigtail, shivered softly in the evening cold. The muscular, red-headed young woman grumbled at this, hugging herself to

Gorgeous
green eyes stared up at him from waist height. Plump lips wrapped
around his considerable shaft. As she tried her hardest to take each
instruction Cosmo had given her into account she relished at seeing
her beau lean back in obvious enjoyment of her oral skills. Her dress
lay discarded on the side of the bed, her French panties had somehow
slipped down to her knees without her knowing. Her pendulous breasts
swung free, brushing against her conquests’ inner thighs. A
questing hand cupp

Anything to get him back

Kelly stood in the street watching the door to her ex’s place, clutching her jacket against her cold skin. She never thought she would find herself here again but a few glasses of wine and a well-timed couple of text messages can put people into strange and awful situations. A few months ago, her boyfriend, almost fiancé, Justin had left her for another woman. It destroyed her in ways she never knew she could be. But now she

She is stunning. That’s what I thought when I first saw her. Deep brown hair that cascaded in curls down her pale neck. Full lips and more curves than my hands could possibly begin to hold. Sweet and at the same time sensual dark brown eyes. Absolutely delicious.
I knew from that moment that I had to have her. I would make her mine. Utterly and completely. And the poor thing would have no idea. The thought brings a wide grin to my face, the kind that would make children retreat trembling

Mandy was a bitch and she knew it. She knew she was hot, everyone did. And she knew how to get her own way on things. Which is why she was waiting in the boys toilets for Marc. Marc’s girlfriend has insulted her, and she was going to get her revenge by fucking Marc right there in the toilets.

Fucking bitch how dare she called me that, Mandy thought as she waited for Marc. She need him well enough to know he went to these toilets she was waiting in as the class he h

    
Megan Jameson was plotting. She was plotting revenge against her snot-nosed little brother for disrespecting her. It had been just over a week since he had shoved her to the ground after sucking their middle sister Lisa up his ass. She had waited this long because revenge was best served cold. And she was a cold,
ruthless
bitch.



    

Fighting Feast


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Angel woke up, her head throbbing, as she sat up and clutched her forehead.
“Oh... my splitting head... what the hell...?”
She asked herself as she looked around, her other hand going down to push herself up only to land on a soft, plush, squishy... boob?
“Who

Sky of gray and clouds of rain
One cold weaves path inside
From attic above for warmth to gain
Silent entrance lost by false guide
Misstep to floor below. Body still fine
Growling starts as rising is emotional tide
Growling by women, growling by canine
Mind fearful leads to idea of new craft
Male ruses. Male muses. Male feline.
As teeth bare with final draft
Unnatural smile with legs bent
Feline jumps. Canine sees internal shaft
Fear imbued, fear falsified, and fear sent.
A pulsing, a moaning, a

 It was no nut November and Malcolm was determined all this month to not choke his chicken for the entire month, and so far, he was about to bust right now. The reason why he is doing this is because he made a bet with Jenny that if he did the challenge, then Jenny would do something “special” for him and asked Tony to watch Malcolm to make sure.







The first week went fi

Introducing Asuka






Asuka was almost back to the apartment. It had been a good day for at school as she asserted her dominance over the student population. She would have the rest of the school licking her shoes, just like they should for the best Evangelion pilot there was. It was the best way for them to

say

    
Millium rushed to his chambers, shortening his gait to try and uphold some semblance of dignity. Not that he could help himself, of course. Their time together had been so nice, his heart would flutter whenever she called to him or she would visit him when he was in a meeting. She had helped him so much since he had inherited the Light Kingdom, both in emotional and… physical support. He tensed up to keep himself from rushing. Ever since their firs

Nate fiddled with his Pip Boy and let out a grunt of frustration. In a tizzy, he swept all of his tools off of the workbench and slammed his hands against the table. Before he knew it a roar left his mouth.
Here he was, bullet scars barely held together by stimpaks from multiple close calls. Ones he could’ve avoided if he had invested in better weaponry.
It seemed at that moment the whole settlement froze in concern. Here was soft-spoken, charismatic Nate screaming in rage.
They all flas

An Unusual Visitor



Part 2 of Doomed



She opened her in a rush of light, sound, heat and thought. As if flipping a light switch, she was made, created from nothingness into a breathing, living, thinking creature. It appraised her with a small nod. She’d turned out exactly as he intended, as everything did.



“Mas

At
the doorbell, Fang stood up, quashed some of her nervous energy, and
headed to answer the door. The wolf was dressed in a casual sweater a
few tones off from her dark grey fur, and she had her silvery hair in
a loose bun at the nape of her neck. Grasping the doorknob, she
pulled the door open.
On
the stoop was a lighter grey wolf, her cousin Boony. His jeans were
soaked up past the knee, and he looked generally unhappy. His black
hair was matted down, and a lot of his fur on his cheeks and ne