Hannah
woke up in the middle of an ocean. Heat pulled sweat from her body,
made her pant. She pushed off her stifling blankets; they were soaked
heavily but not just from her sweat. They trailed over the sides of
her mattress and down into the foggy water that surrounded her bed.
Hannah
sat up, gazing around. The room she'd slept in had fallen away,
leaving her on a field of water, chains of steam rising here and
there from the calm surface. As she blinked and her sleepy eyes came
into focus, s

Bentley Hinkelberg saw the woman
wave at him before he even saw the sign she was holding with his name
on it. "Mr. Hinkelberg over here!" She was calling from
across the atrium. Having collected his suitcase, Bentley erected
himself to his full seven feet height and began striding casually in
her direction. As he approached, the woman, a stunning blonde with
her long hair held back in a ponytail, called out again, "Mr
Hinkelberg I'm so glad you're on time, we were very worried

Sofia plowed through the water leaving a churning and turbulent wake
behind her. Reaching the end of the pool she dove, spun and kicked
off, returning the way she came with impressive speed. Her arms and
legs flashed above the water as she swam, her mouth rising from the
water in measured movements, sucking in the required oxygen before
plunging below the surface again. Sensing the looming prescence of
the near pool wall she stretched her left arm out to tap it. "Annnd,
time!" A v

The
Heavy Harlot

By
Shadowfox97

The
drums beat low and steady, the air is thick with haze, the lights are
dim but shine with multiple colors and the crowd mills around the
stage with eagerness anyone could just taste.
And
then she strides out.
Her
body is slick and glistening with oils, her long hair as black as the
night sky and as spangled with tiny mystic gems. Her hips swoop and
sway with her dance, jiggling and shaking with the pounds of love
clinging to her. Her breasts wobble

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“WOO! PARTAY!”

“JESS! GET EXCITED! YOU’RE GETTING MARRIED IN A WEEK!”

“And to a supermodel doctor, no less!”

“I
am
excited and Todd’s
not
a supermodel!”

“He might as well be! Now shut up and drink my slippery nipple!”

Hoots and hollers

The
Photo Shoot
“Are
you sure this is a good idea?” Emma fidgeted nervously, a blush
visible through the white fur on the curvy, lop-eared rabbit’s
cheeks.
Her
husband, Jacob, chuckled, hugging her against his side as they
walked. “Relax. We’re just gonna ask… If they say no, there’s
no harm done!” Although the athletically-built hare was outwardly
more confident, he, too, was blushing. While that was obscured by the
thicker fur on his cheeks, the tent in his jeans offered a glim

Aiana stood on the sandy shore of Mili'ki Lagoon, hand shading her eyes as she scanned the beach. Behind her was a canoe, half resting on the sand while the other half floated on the shimmering blue water. Her foot tapped impatiently in the sand, while beads of sweat rolled down her caramel-colored skin.


“Where is she?” Aiana grumbled, wiping some sweat from her brow. She didn't mind the sun, really - she'd grown up on Mili'ki, after all, and the atoll was close enough to the eq

Show and a Dinner
It was always useful to have friends that made more money than you did.
In the case of Mike, being an intern didn't leave him much room to go out and see the good stuff in town, but Velika was able to make up the difference when showing him around. In this case, she took him to a particular establishment to see a dancer called Emerald. She was a creature known, based on the region, as a lamia or naga, but she was both lovely and skilled, with her long, thick tail, overhwelming

"Fuck fuck FUCK! I'm not gonna make it if this continues. My power armour was left behind a while back after the Raiders got the better of us." Grunted Sam, wiping the blood from his face.
Three days had passed since the raid on what he had thought was a safe haven. The vault was busted wide open in a matter of seconds, allowing the oncoming scourge to pour inside the tight corridors. They didn't discriminate, all others were either murdered or devoured by the mass of roaches, ghouls and raiders

    
Lilly was racking her brain as to how to solve a rather glaring problem that she now had. Lilly Vaughn was the high school quiz bowl coach and after the completion of a large competition, she and her eleven students should have been leaving for the airport to head home. Unfortunately she hadn’t bothered to look at the updated flight plan which resulted in her discovering that the plane had already departed when she was checking the flight’s st

Timothy
coughed a lot. Not from a cold; just a constant shortness of breath
and tightness of throat. The cough got especially bad at night,
keeping him up unless he took a daily dose of medicine. His coworkers
commented on how much of a night owl he must be, with the heavy bags
under his eyes. Worried about his health, Timothy told his doctor
about his cough.
“Buy
a plant,” the doctor said. “See if that helps.”
Timothy's
apartment overlooked Broad Street, the busiest street in downtown.

There was the softest of clicks as the front door’s deadbolt turned, followed up with the gentle creak of hinges as it swung open. The woman that walked through sighed heavily and dropped her purse on the nearby table before kicking the door closed, not taking even a second to check if it had shut properly. Instead she focused on the fact that her work for the day was done, she was finally home, and there was a heavenly aroma drifting towards her from her kitchen. The glorious smell was ac

“Are you sure you want this~?” Your futanari girlfriend asks, looking over you as she sits at the edge of the bed, her sizable mounds of flesh partially blocking sight of her face as you kneel before her eager rod. You notice her eyes glancing to the side, at the other person in the room, your girlfriend’s girlfriend who is hungrily eyeing the woman’s hand filling sac.
 
With a nod, you lean forward to your girlfriend’s cock, tongue teasing the slit of the member as your hand