It was easier if they didn’t wake up
She tried to move slowly. It was easier when they didn't wake up. It was probably bad that she knew that, but if she cared if what she was doing was bad, she would have stopped months ago. Now she was firmly in “in for a penny, in for a pound” territory. The redhead was still sleeping peacefully. She had a name, but it wasn't important. What was important was that she was a redhead. For about a year, she'd been trying to collect two of each

A Sleepover
A sleep over.I hadn’t seen her since college, we were grownups, and yet when we got back in touch the first thing she suggested was “we should do a sleepover. Like old times.” I said yes. Of course I said yes. I’d had a crush on her since high school. I never told her. It would make things weird. But any excuse to spend some time with her was welcome. Of course, if there had been an excuse that didn’t involve sleeping on the floor, that would have been m

“We’re
going to kill
this assignment,” Freda said.
“We
better, this has been a heck of a lot of work,” said her lab
partner Geraldine.
The
pair were two of the most impressive students in a world-class school
for scientific prodigies. The standard assignments for students at
the school would have challenged PHDs. The place was, in short, a mad
scientist factory. And this particular assignment was for the science
fair. To put it lightly, a baking soda volcano wasn’t going to cut
it.
F

There
she was, just like every other day. Sitting across from you on the
bus, on her way to school along with the rest of the masses that
populated public transit in the morning. You’d known her since
middle school, but quite frankly hadn’t spoken a word mutually
outside of class. You could tell she was kind of shy, and you were
too. Your watchful eye took notice of the fact that she preferred to
be alone at mostly all times. In the library, at lunch, and even
right now on the bus, she was b

Hickey challenge
The video began with an extreme close-up of a woman with a mischievous grin on her face.
“Hey. Today we're doing the Hickey Challenge, where you give someone a big ol’ hickey. Only I'm going to up the ante by using this handheld vacuum cleaner. My roommate is napping right now, so he'll never see it coming.”
She carefully turned the knob and paced into the room. It was slightly cluttered, but the most relevant thing the handheld camera revealed was the fact th

Library
Scarlet had been working at the library for about 6 months. She’d gotten the job specifically because of Bob. Bob was a cute, pint-sized guy. Predictably for a library employee, he was quite bookish. He was also shy, chubby, and downright adorable. She had to have him. While other people might take the direct approach and just ask him out, or else take the grand, romantic gesture approach like in the old romantic comedies, she didn’t want him in that way. Though to pull off w

"Just a little further." Markus said, trudging through the sand as he led the party forth, his staff held aloft to cast an array of light around the party that both protected everyone from the sandy wind and pointed towards their destination. The great sage was well experienced, and he had led his fellow magic-casting companions through thick and thin. This seemingly endless ocean of sand and sun was not the hardest thing they had gone through, not by a long shot. "I can sense its

Apotheosis
========
By M. Pennanti
April Green was not amused. She walked
behind a group of gossiping girls dressed up as slutty cats who were
taking up the entire sidewalk. They shuffled. Slowly. April
grit her teeth and reminded herself that a jury would not agree that
obnoxious behavior justified multiple homicide. April hadn't enjoyed
Halloween since she was a little kid, but she found the wanton
drunkenness particularly repugnant in her normally quiet college
town.
Today sucked for several

A Mage's Inner Fire
F/F, Unbirth, Non-Fatal, Endosoma
Part 1
F/F, Oral Sex, Non-Vore
"More wine" Tyrsia lazily commanded as she lounged in her heavily pillowed red satin chair. The elven mage was in her study enjoying a few glasses of stardew wine and a foot massage done at the skillful hands of her human servant. The study was cluttered with thick dusty books and esoteric magic artifacts, but it felt cozy with a pleasant fire crackling in the hearth. Tyrsia was 4ft tall, average for an elf, wi

At first, nothing happens to you. Not really. As far as you're concerned, all you're experiencing is a simulation of the inside of her stomach - thanks to the programmers' hard work and the power of VR, a

very realistic

one. You can feel your muscles straining against the pressure on your limbs, keeping you curled into a tight ball. You can feel the intense warmth of her body heat. You can feel her stomach fluids dripping down y

“Tala. Tala. Tala. Tala.”Tala’s head thunders with the force of a thousand Gravity spells. Like someone crushed her head with a million Stone IVs. Like-Her stomach hurts, too. The pulses of pain seem to coincide with the illusory sensation that someone is calling her name.… No, wait, someone actually is calling her name. But it’s very quiet, and very muffled, blessedly. Still too loud for the force of her headache, though.“wha, what,” Tala mumbles. “I’m awake.”“Are you? It�

It wasn’t often that Ethan bothered meeting up with people he spoke to online. The few times he tried, they ended up being too creepy, or antisocial, or just plain boring. But, being the literal social butterfly he was, every time he got too lonely, he found himself crawling back to his phone and making another account on some other trashy dating app.
The bug boy had a lot of things going for him that helped him find matches, too; He was young, kind, and always in a good mood, smiling abou

Maeve had no idea what to expect, going
to see the High Priestess. She envisioned, perhaps, a kindly old
matron, kept sequestered due to the fragility of her age. A gentle
woman with eyes full of understanding, strong and weathered hands but
a delicate touch, and a soft, warm voice that put to rest all of
Maeve's fears.
The girl in front of her was absolutely
none of that. Straight, flowing hair - black as night - swished at
her back, held together in a long tail by a sapphire ring which sat
lev

Unbound
The
port town hummed with activity as the sun slowly sank down into the
horizon. Hundreds, maybe thousands of people walking the streets,
searching the shops. Merchants hawking wares from exotic cities that
most would never see except through a beautiful bauble or a delicate
trinket from across the waves. Sailors drinking and laughing to
celebrate their safe return from far-off lands, or getting one last
mug of ale in before embarking on another months-long journey.
Naulu
trailed close b

Viera's toenails were a bright pink today. One of Nessa's favorite shades. The demoness's toes peeked out from under her sandal straps, curling and twitching as Viera talked. They were just about the only thing in Nessa's world right now.






Nessa was dimly aware that Viera was talking about the mess in the common kitchen. As the RA, Viera had been forced to clean it up in a hurry in order to pass

The
errant lamia slithered contentedly through the fields, enjoying the
feeling of the sun warming her body and the meat digesting in her
belly. The frontmost portions of her tail carved a path through the
golden-brown grasses, smoothing them down and pressing them into the
earth to make a smooth trail for the rest of her distended tail to
follow. Her extraordinarily long, slender tail was coated in
brilliant patterns of gleaming orange, red, and yellow-hued scales,
forming beautiful patters of

“How do I look?”

“You look amazing, Liv. As always.” Dave had been enchanted by his wife ever since they met in college and even now after a few years of marriage he still got butterflies seeing her scantily clad. He wasn’t the only one though, Olivia Marrone was currently the most sought-after model in North America, both because of her gorgeous face and because of her obscenely large backside. Dave couldn’t help ogling his wife as sh

Ivana
rummaged through the utility cabinet. She'd been working at "Totally
Custom Kinks" for a few weeks now, and frankly, she wasn't
impressed with management. She assumed she'd been hired for her
looks--of all the other girls who worked the floor, she had thickest
curves and was the only one who fit in the "fantasy costumes"
they had in inventory. For the customers, the costumes were made
fully custom to fit their measurements. For display, they were too
cheap to make a set

"Okay,
but you have to promise to stop if I say..." She said anxiously.
Hydra
was what most people would call a goo girl, and so far she'd been
getting along pretty well in polite society, despite some...
difficulties. For one, to call her curvy was to put it lightly. Her
fluid body lent itself well to curves after all, and in her case the
extra goo always seemed to find its way to her breasts and ass. This
meant that her translucent blue form jiggled and wiggled in all the
right ways

Triana
hummed pleasantly to herself as she drummed her fingers on the
wobbling dome of her belly. For the last few weeks, she’d made
herself at home in the apartment of a young woman who she gobbled up
for safe keeping. It was easily the best decision she ever made. The
first snowflakes of the winter were falling outside her window, but
she was toasty warm inside. She’d arranged what had apparently been
her delicious roommate’s pajamas into a cozy little nest on her
couch, and she’d amus

She
marched through the department store, trying not to look suspicious.
It was a little difficult, as she was the textbook example of a
would-be shoplifter. She was a bit plump for her height, which would
excuse her for wearing clothes that were a little baggy or billowy.
But both her sweat pants and sweat shirt were at least three sized
too large. Just the right size to be stuffed full of ill-gotten
gains. It didn’t help that shoplifting was precisely what she was
planning.
It
was supposed t

It was
a lazy Sunday. She was waiting for her boyfriend to come by. They
didn't really have any plans, just hanging out at her place. That was
her favorite way to spend a Saturday. For one thing, it meant she
could just lounge around in her pajamas. But he was
taking forever. She
sighed and slouched on the couch, trying to figure out something to
keep herself busy.She tugged up her shirt a little and
scratched her belly. In doing so, she noticed her belly button. He
remembered when she

Tanya
tried her very best to look like she belonged. Something told her she
wasn't doing a very good job. This was her first dinner party, and
based upon the outfits of those around her, her personal income was
something like one tenth what the next wealthiest person made. A
friend of hers, Lia, had invited her. The much better-off business
associate insisted that it would be a fantastic networking
opportunity. So she'd picked her most professional and elegant
evening gown, did her makeup just r

A
little creature buzzed through the air, darting carefully between the
unseen corners that make up most
of a city. There were alleys and rooftops, rain gutters and storm
drains. All sorts of places few people ever looked. Normally she
didn’t hang out in the city, but her belly was rumbling. It was a
special kind of hunger. She could easily get a snack, but she’d
eaten quite a bit already and it hadn’t done much good. This wasn’t
about nutrition. This was about feeling full.
And that wou

“This
is all your fault, you know,” muttered a woman in a bizarre pink
leotard.
She
was called the Silk Stalker, and her first bout of crimefighting was
turning out to be less than triumphant. In her defense, she may have
been a little overambitious, as she’d set her sights upon the
premier mastermind in town, a fellow with an incomprehensible accent,
a German name she’d never bothered to learn to pronounce, and a
monocle.
A
clash with about forty henchmen, some loops of strong rope, and

Blue
sat down at his usual table in the corner of the cafeteria. Most of
the other tables had at least half a dozen people at them, munching
away at their food and chatting it up, Blue was empty. Making friends
didn’t come easily to him, since he was usually too shy to initiate
conversation, and in high school, most people didn’t make it a
point to break the ice on their own. It wasn’t so bad, though. It
gave him a chance to sit, think, and observe.
Today,
as usual, a table at the opposite

"I
should have known to ask if they had beds for all of us..."
Agatha muttered as she tried to navigate the crowded floor.
Her
sorority had invited her on one of their "cottage overnights."
They were supposed to be a lot of fun, and this one certainly was,
but now that everyone had had their fun, there was the issue of
sleeping arrangements. Eight girls, two beds. Rather than doubling up
or anything kinky like that, the two senior-most sisters got the beds
and everyone else w

A Threesome
By Bitter
---
A bell rang.
It was a single, quick "ting", a silvery finger in the ear beckoning playfully. At its call, a pair of elves waiting in a booth small enough to be a closet stood up from their benches, smiled to one another, and shuffled beyond the velvet curtain, though not before clasping their hands together, becoming a single organism in body and purpose.
Viselle wondered what she had ever done to deserve Bellamie. She was a towering woman, taller than most human men, e

The candle's light flickered and danced
in the draft, sending shadows scattering. Archmage Jubalee bent over
her spelling desk, looking through her old tomes. Worn ribbons marked
the pages for research on enchantment, modifications to the body.
Normally, that kind of magic was the domain of clerics, and she would
never have to touch it.
But…
Lillia had turned her back on her
devotees. The village of Glimmvale, whose denizens had worshipped her
for as long as Jubalee could remember, was suddenl

Daniele sat down across the table from Zaida. She tossed her backpack down beside her and pulled out the script... and a box of Oreos. She set the box down on the table between the two. "Here, I always get hungry when doing a read. You can have some, if you like."


Zaida already had her own script out, and was studiously reading over it, clicking her pen. "Thanks. And thanks for coming."


"I saw yo

Maura tapped her pen against her chin, thumbing through the stack of printed winery reviews. The club was going to need a place to drink this week, and she had run through her entire list, so more research was needed.






"I'm home!" The door slammed behind Isabella, and she quickly made her way toward her bedroom without poking her head into the study.

Queen For a Day
In a tall, dark fortess overseeing great, red plains, Herania was elated- She had won.
The overlady had finally managed to crush the last resistance to her domination of the whole world. With her combinations of monstrous minions, deadly armies, and invincible magic, everything was hers to command, and there was not once force left in all the world that could ever muster the strength to even think of challenging her ever again. She had destroyed the landmarks, and the tradition

The Next Best Thing










A dark blue sedan pulled into the Harper’s driveway. Joy Harper ran to the front door, and hurried outside to meet their guest. Michael Harper watched from the living room window as his wife led the beautiful blonde woman inside.




“Mike!” J

Burger
Fool
“Number 17, your order is ready,”
Cassie called into the mike. The customer came to the counter and
grabbed their tray. She turned back to the kitchen as they walked
back into the dining area,
Cassie had had big plans for this
summer. She had just turned 16; she had an awesome boyfriend, and an
unlimited membership for the community pool. But her parents had
other plans for her. Her father’s friend was the manager of a local
fast food restaurant, and she had put in a good word