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John sat on his porch, smoking a joint as he watched the young girls walk by. Friday meant the teenage disco down the road and a bit of idle purving. He reckoned they were all around sixteen or seventeen, and the parade of tight asses and young tits was better than watching the news



Chapter 3: Angela's Birthing and an Accident It had been 9 months and Angela's pregnancy with the half horse and half woman child was in its final stage. All of my hard work (and some magic) had paid off and birthing would start soon
Barbara and Kelly lived together for nearly two weeks. During that time Barbara told Kelly about her many sexual encounters and how she slowly developed herself into the slut she was
After college, my fiance (Denise) and I (Jack) happened to find a good 2 year lease on a house rental. We had been in an apartment since school, and were tired of sharing walls with other people. It was in a decent little neighborhood without too many kids running around



*note* the dom/sub tag is more of a "???dom/sub???" tag Cherry the Cheerleader is written for LuckyMann and is dedicated to him. Chapter 3 “Where is she?! Where is my daughter?!” Cherry’s mother began interrogating me
Hi all, it’s Ali here! This story continues after Aunt Sheen becomes widowed and seduces me with a blowjob when I go to sleep at her home because she is all alone. Before I begin let me tell you a bit about me and Aunt Sheen once again



DISCLAIMER: I'D ADVISE READING CHAPTER ONE AHEAD OF THIS. Chapter 2 Domination "Martin" my Mothers voice awoke me, "It's time to wake up." It had been a week since the call had gone out, and all women in the country had lost all rights entirely



--- Naughty Birthday --- Sam hears a knock on the door and walks over to answer it. "Hey Meghan, how are you?" Meghan was 15 years old like Sam and had a perfect body



After graduating from theatre school about ten years back, I’ve been performing on stage and have done a few commercials and guest starred on some high profile television shows


Her back was beginning to heal. The last of the scabs were falling off. It had been a couple of weeks since she had been branded and bought to this farm. She was a yellow collar. There was one other lag and a breeder as well as her master



Author’s note: Fictional people, fictional events, fictional story – written for entertainment and/or arousal purposes. While technically three stories, they are merged into one; the three parts all related. Part 1 goes back in time almost 2
Chapter Two “Who’s there?! Who are you?!” Jason shouted, kneeling in an endless sea of darkness. No matter how hard he pressed his hands against his ears, he could not block out the sound of countless voices whispering to him
Police attitude Debbie was driving along the old highway just listening to her music, and not paying much attention to her speed. She glanced in her rear view mirror, and saw the lights flashing
When people look at me, they think I’m a slut, with my long, blonde hair, my tight body with my big boobs and firm ass. To make it worse, my name is Candy
Daisy swayed upside down in the darkness for what felt like hours. She heard the blood pounding in her ears, felt the strange stretching sensation in her legs and belly with a mixture of fear and excitement