"Looks like you're packing a lot more up here than you used to," I teased Alina, patting the surface of one of the oversized boobs I was riding between and enjoying how momentary ripples jiggled over her smooth skin. I never got tired of that.
"It's NECESSARY because you horny apes apparently prefer jaunting around in temporary bodies more than CONTRIBUTING to GALACTIC CIVILIZATION." Tauntingly, she pushed me down into her cleavage so only my hands were sticking out on top.
"Yeah, sure, tell m...

It was a weird hour to be at a Denny's, so the restaurant was nearly deserted. Even the servers—well, server, since only one seemed to be on duty at the moment—seemed to be laying low as if they could discourage patrons from coming in that way. It meant that Arthur, hoping to flag one down for a coffee refill, couldn't avoid making brief eye contact with one of the members of the only other party in the restaurant, a group of three girls, probably high school seniors, who were laughi

"So, how'd your night with Kate go? Did you two do it?" A group of boys crowded around Astin in the locker room, just after the day's practice.
Astin sighed and shook his head. "It was fucked up, man."
"Hm? Whaddaya mean?" "Is she dirty?" "Did her parents catch you or something?"
Another boy, named Alex, watched intently as their teammates peppered Astin with questions. Normally, he wasn't interested in this stuff, but there was something about this topic that he couldn't peel away from.
Astin c

Emily is the stage name of the girl who's taking the adult services world by storm. Since turning legal age less than two months ago, she has defined a new category of erotic companionship, of which she is the only proprietor. There was growing demand for a scoop, my editor told me, on just what Emily's services are like. The problem was, with a reported mortality rate of 80%, there just weren't any firsthand accounts to work from, and reporters aren't exactly clamoring to cover this new fad. Fo

"When you said it's not a date, what did you mean?" Sara asked, wrapping herself around my arm.
"I meant what I said. You're too young for me, so I'm just entertaining my friend's kid sister for a day."
"Even if that 'kid' sister is a full grown adult who's been picturing you naked?" She punctuated her point by burying my arm between her sizable breasts.
"That would be inappropriate," I insisted, though I'm sure she noticed how stiff I was getting down below. "And I'd be a fool to let someone li

"Do you think this guy was older than Shin?" I asked Poco as I helped to guide the poor sap's legs into her eager pussy. "It's hard to tell but I think the length of a year is different here," I mused.
"Mm, don't know, don't care. He was old enough to act like he knew what he was doing and he tastes absolutely scrumptious now," she replied between pleasured moans.
"You sure? I wouldn't call literally climbing into your love canal acting like he knew what he was doing."
"Hey, he crept into our ro

"I wonder if we'll get any freshmen to join the club."
Chas was sitting in the club room, futzing around on his phone. Von and Mills, the only other two members, were similarly killing time at vore club. The first round of afternoon classes for the semester had ended, but it wasn't yet dinner hour. The current members of vore club had time, but not much in the way of motivation.
"I hope we get someone, so the club doesn't die off," mused Von, nominally the club president, although he didn't seem

Lilia, wake up!"
 
"...nnnhnnhhhgh. Morning already? Why's it so dark?" Bleary-eyed, the young magical girl rolled over in bed. The all-too serious face of her twin was illuminated by the glow from their matching Crystal Hearts. Lilia's was set in a tiara at her bed side. Her twin Ata-chan's was embedded in her chest just below the collar bone.
 
"It's 7am, but the Witching Hour has started. It's not going to get bright out until the maelstrom's influence has pass

Poco's ears perked up, her tail swishing excitedly from under her skirt, long before the victim of her attention noticed us. He was bent over in the field, probably sweating under the sunlight beating down on us. "Lookit him!" she murmured. "He's so chubby!" She was practically licking her lips.
 
"You really like those forever alone types, don't you?" I replied, feigning disinterest, although of course she was right in assuming I'd help her.
 
"It'

"Welcome home!" Chika immediately sat her enormous boobs on Ichi's head. "You're as small as ever!" she remarked cheerfully, and it was true. His stature was like that of a grade-schooler, and his build was slight as well. If it weren't for the hints of stubble on his face, one could easily mistake Ichi for someone much younger than he was. "I guess you've been naughty, huh?"
 
His nonplussed expression, buried under Chika's extensive mammaries, was unfortunat

At first it was an accident.
 
It started when I was hiding in my (step)sister Arri's closet, watching her and her friends hang out for a sleepover. Yes, I realize that's sort of a creepy thing to do, and no, I don't have an excuse. I've made some choices I regret, OK?
 
Anyway, she and her friends were having some awesome girl time and I was hoping to join them, but then it got weirdly intimate, some clothes were taken off, and pretty soon I was peeking irresponsibly through the cra

The show was nearing its climax. Pop idol Q-Teez was bouncing around stage to the tune of her latest single, a lithe, energetic performance on par with her backup dancers even while her sugar-sweet voice belted out the usual nonsense lyrics. Finally, the last chord struck and she held a pose as the music transitioned to another song, just a steady buildup. The crowd collectively gasped and cheered as they realized what it was.
 
"THAT'S RIGHT, HONEYS! IT'S TIME FOR A VERY SPECIAL

Just as Mollie and Justin were getting cozy on the couch, the doorbell rang.
 
"I'll get it!" echoed the voice of Mollie's sister Anya, who came bounding across the living room. Her sizable mammaries heaved as she approached the door. Before she opened it, she shot them a conspiratorial glance. "Oh, hey Justin, didn't realize you were over." He waved with his spare hand, while Anya opened the door and escorted her guests inside. It was a young couple, a dark-haired

I am a fallen, but I love an angel. I love Celty, who is so pure and naive. Her purity has cracks in it, though, little imperfections which my debauchery soaks through, marks her like dark streaks through white marble. I love the Celty whose purity is stained around the edges with my color.
 
I love the cherubs, too. They are adorable, so similar to us and yet so innocent to sex. They are virgins, all of them, who have never fathomed the depravity of intercourse. But especially Lin,

Elle and Gavin were alone, for once. It was after school, and the two had walked home to Elle's house as they normally did, but this time Elle's brother Dawson wasn't home and neither was their mother, who was out touring colleges with Dawson. Despite having the whole house at their dispoal, Elle and Gavin were kicked back in Elle's room, she on her bed and Gavin on a bean bag. The TV was on, though neither of them was really paying any attention to it as they conversed idly.
 
"So

I almost didn't make it to V-day at all.
 
I was making my way across campus on the shuttle bus, and I wasn't the only one. The bus wasn't packed, but there were probably a dozen others on it, almost all of them obviously headed to the Vorgy. Several were, like me, wrapped in bedsheet togas to provide a modicum of comfort and modesty while still technically in public. Some others had on the sexiest outfits they could find, and one or two wore more elaborate fetish gear.
 
And, of

"Look out!" I shouted, although I knew it would be too late. The girl, crossing the street, turned toward the sound of my voice. Her face went from baffled to shocked as she faced an automobile that was speeding towards the crosswalk, doing twice the speed limit with no signs of braking.
 In the next seconds, things took a turn for the strange. The car was a low-riding sporty model, and its nose was almost perfectly aligned with the bottom of the girl's short sundress. I winced

As the airlock's automated scan triggered, Lilith punched in a code in the control panel. The automated voice barely had time to blare "Unknown Xeno-organisms Detected" before being overridden. My gaze shifted from Lilith to the backpack she carried, where three tiny human-like creatures were clinging from the top and observing wide-eyed. I could hardly blame them for their surprise: we were probably the first extraterrestrials their civilization had encountered. Hell, from our per

Allie's apartment was bare. Not, like, she hadn't decorated it bare, but, like, she had moved out bare. Not a piece of furniture, or knick-knack, or even a box of belongings in sight. Nothing but the girl herself, laying on her back, tilting her head back to see Jared walk through the door. He shut it quickly, because she wasn't wearing anything.
 
"OK, Allie, I've gotta admit. I can't wait to hear how you explain this one."
 
"Yeah, yeah, I'll tell you as much as

"Oh my god, Amber, are those real?"
 
I was referring, of course, to the pair of legs, slightly bony and sopping wet, that were protruding from Amber's distended vagina. She lay on her back on the bed, her own creamy smooth legs curled up and spread wide, two rougher legs sticking straight out between them. Quivering pink nether lips enclosed them just above the knee, and further up, only a gently rounded bulge in her lower body existed where those extra legs should have had an o

Edgar took his time returning, and when he got back, he went straight for his workstation. He had to run the numbers. If his hunch turned out to be right, he needed to know as soon as possible. He began inputting the ice core data, tapping furiously at the keyboard. After a few minutes, it occurred to him that nobody had greeted him when he returned. That was normal for the Naval Antarctic Research Station, especially as of late, but it still felt... wrong. After the fight from the afterno

"MANEATER TO SOUTH POLE", the headline read. "Angela Robbins, the high schooler who pleaded guilty to involuntary manslaughter earlier this year, will be sent to the Naval Antarctic Research Station as part of her sentence, which includes 30 years of service. The naval base was chosen by the court for its remote location and small staff contingent, both to reduce the chance of future victims and to protect the convicted from potential public retaliation for her very special case

"Please, come in," she said with a devilish look. "I've been waiting."
 
The handyman looked her over carefully as he stepped into the apartment. The white towel she was wearing did a poor job of concealing her luscious, full breasts and curvaceous legs. A fine film of moisture still covered her body, while her hair was slicked back away from her face and fell gently on one shoulder. She stepped closely past him and shut the door behind him, sliding the deadbolt shu

My name is Lisbet, and I'm a small fairy with big dreams. Maybe you'll understand a little better than Clide here. Oh! Yes! I love it when you wriggle like that! -- Sorry. I got a little carried away there. Clide is the guy who's buried halfway in my twat right now. Excuse me~oohwawaeeeee~! Correction. Three fourths inside my twat. Anyway, my point was, Clide didn't really get the deal with my dreams. See, I told him that my goal is to use my vagina to devour every last human being o