Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, and it was created solely by me as the author. All characters are over the age of 18. Any similarities to characters, real life people, or things are all happenstance, though my appreciation to those who have inspired my works is immense.
Author's Note: This is the eleventh part, and I am just in awe at the progression of this series! I hope you have been enjoying the storyline. **While there is talk of incest, none occurs in this chapter.** I also hope you've found...

Andreas trained daily with his sword. Even when the young king told him he was plenty trained and he should spend more time by his side, the knight knew that he had to hone his skills every day. If he let himself get lazy and sloppy, there was too high of a chance his king could be killed. An added benefit was he could see how much King Euan liked to stare at him while he worked....

Wren was still healing from the piercings. His nipples were sore and puffy most of the time, and he had to remind himself that the ugliness was part of the process. Soon the scabs would start to lessen and he would have rings put in place instead. It didn't take very long for the tattoo to heal. After the film came off his skin, he had to take it easy for two weeks-- partly to avoid irritating the skin, and also to avoid excess bathing. He wasn't allowed to get the tattoo wet, and Master was very stern abou...

Travel day eleven.
Eta stood at attention, held in place only by her magnetic boots. Her hands were clasped motionless behind herself as her eyes stared straight ahead. She was deep within her own thoughts, running through the coming day again and again in her mind before the gentle whistle of Supercruise was interrupted by the beep of the food printer. She blinked a few times, dragging herself back to the present as she reached out and carefully removed the two cartridges....

Included kinks:
Futa, fantasy, growth chapter, romance, light-hearted, growth appreciation, muscle growth, fmg focus, teasing, public nudity, size praise, banter, masturbation, hourglass figure, rapid growth, hourglass expansion, cock growth, excessive ejaculation, feat of strength, size comparison...

The shop door creaked open, swinging against the cinderblock wall.
Marla stepped in--sun on her chest, dress clinging to every curve, sweat already collecting at the crease of her tits. Her flip-flops stuck to the garage tile with each step.
Derick looked up from behind the scuffed desk. Grease smeared across his forearms, a stub of a cigarette stuck to his lip. His heart didn't just skip--it lurched. That was her. Big Red. Still thick. Still mean. Still the one that never let him get close enough to ...

Monday was a grind for Gino with all the shop guys razzing him, wanting details that he wasn't going to give. "Don't call me at the office unless it an emergency." She snapped at him. He had to hear her voice. Put her in one of her designer lawyer suits she was all business. Maybe it was the tight bun in her hair?...

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As I walked from the car park to Tessa's lap dance club, the way she'd told me to dress had me feel totally exposed... After another week of abstinence, my hardening cock was straining against the skintight fabric of the nearly transparent trouser...

"Just so I'm clear, I'm not trying to break up your relationship or cause any discord between you and Amber" Ryan clarified the next day, again on the balcony for privacy. "I apologize that it happens to be your wife, and I'm cognizant of that", he assured, "but I'd imagine I'd quite enjoy it, and then that would be that. Never shall a word be spoken about it again."...

Flannery still needed her space. She wasn't one to change overnight, or maybe never. So we'd get together every two weeks or so, on a weekend. One Saturday night, after fucking twice over the space of three hours, we were so tired we slept together again. But that was the exception.
We still loved to eat out and go hiking....

A/N: I'm sorry in advance if certain moments are just plain what-the-fuck when it comes to putting logic. Writer's block is real.
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Chapter 4
"Do you still have contact with your exes recently?" I asked over this nonsensical phone call session. If he wants to simulate whatever liberty this dating routine brings him, he can have it....

3rd Chapter in Series: The Journey of A Submissive Bottom
Chapter 1:
Nick is home alone and bored so he decides to go to the gym instead of jerking off. He does a work out as the gym is closing, noticing only the night manager is there as the other gym goers have left.
The night manager, Vince waited until Nick went alone to the locker room and made him an offer. He could stay in the locker room till he has him front desk employee leave and Vince can fuck his plump ass, or he could leave and never ...

Hello again everybody. Here is a quick recap of the last chapter. Jenny officially became our roommate, joining Allie, Jack and me in the apartment. There is plenty of room, but the bathroom situation with three girls sharing the only bath is a little difficult. Jenny and Allie are kind of a thing, with Jenny being somewhat of a submissive in their relationship....

Pretty, steel blue eyes, widened in surprise, and delight, as they read, and re-read, the message. Long, slender fingers tightened their grip involuntarily on the phone, as the eyes looked up from the small screen to stare, unfocused, towards the window across the room. Not overly full, but seductive, shapely lips broke into a smile, the eyes now gazing at the ceiling, dark chocolate, slightly waved hair spilling over slim, naked shoulders, as Jenni let her head rest on the back of the sofa, pondering the m...

In the morning, Crystal gives you an affectionate hug before you slip back through the narrow strip of trees and parking lot to your apartment. Thankfully the spare key is under the mat and you are able to get in, get dressed and get ready for school.
Jules is waiting for you at the street as usual....

Keen had scraped together every last credit to buy De Hiep--a battered, thirty-year-old, decommissioned Navy mining ship. Officially, she was rated for a crew of five, with bunks for ten. In actuality, she was a one-man operation, because that was all Keen could afford: one bucket of bolts and the AI that came with it, and the hope that he'd find something that would make his life worth living again. Hopefully in the form of a major mineral find, like gold, or platinum, or even osmium....

Chapter 5
Deanna: Erika made no pretense about knowing what to say when I finished my little speech. She just stared at me without saying a word. So I decided to show her.
"Before I met Lewis, I'd never even kissed a black man before in my life," I said as I turned to Lewis and started to unbuckle his belt....

All the while I rock my hips backward and forward, moving her whole body like the motion of a ship at sea.
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Chapter III: In the City of Angels
Section V: In Which the Kitchen Counter Gets Inspected
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Almost as soon as we walk in the door we are in each other's arms, kissing and exploring each other's bodies with our hands. I grab her tight ass in both hands and grab the cheeks hard, pulling her to my crotch and grinding on her. She wastes no time in dropping my pants and lifting her skir...

CHAPTER THREE
Anisha woke to find that her period had finished and it was the brightest morning of her life. Even her name was new as she had decided to drop Anisha as being too virginal and innocent sounding.
But there were to be other, more important changes. Within a couple of days, her apartment would be ready. Tushar was paying the rent for it for the first year and his wife was helping her furnish it and make it comfortable....

Gabby's Bar was pretty noisy, yet after we got our pints, Caleb leaned over the table so that he could whisper, as if he feared someone might overhear. One of his black curls slipped over his left eye, and his cheeks flushed a gorgeous blush.
"You're making me gay. I can't come over to your place anymore."...

Author's note: the following is a sequel to my story "Farrah's Encounter". In Chapter One, a human escort named Farrah enjoys a unique evening of sex with a Xhorthian rebel leader named Persey before an ill-timed interruption by The Guard. Persey is taken into custody, and Farrah is left shaken and confused... and with a piece of Persey inside of her... Enjoy!...

What is said in lust rarely survives the light of day.
Although Darius and I had agreed on going exclusive, it was impossible as long as him and Hanna worked and lived together. The idea seemed beautiful at the time, however, we would have to remain secretive for the foreseeable future. Of course, this did not stop us having some naughty fun, and when it was more daring, it felt so much more exciting....

This is the fourth chapter of my series, Summer Rental. You should read the first 3 chapters before this one. Your comments are always welcome.
Josh's POV:
Derek and I fell into a nice routine. We each had our own lives and lived them during the day. I would work at the diner most days or hang out with a few friends who were also staying in town for the summer. He would tend to his various properties around town. I also helped with the yard work at our apartment and with the other properties, as my wo...

The road she is driving on is a long-forgotten interstate now rerouted. The kind where you're spending more time avoiding potholes than paying attention to where you're going. She checks her phone for the 500th time. There is still no cell service. She opens the map app to find it still doesn't have a GPS signal. The frowny face emoji it displays momentarily infuriates her. The old-school plastic-covered map takes up the entire passenger seat. 'Thanks, Mom,' she says internally....

Chapter 11

Malachite Palace, Lysannum
Rodger moved Xenia into Jade's -- now his -- room, saying that he wanted to keep both of his slaves close. The bed was big enough for all three of them, provided that Rodger permitted his slaves to sleep there.
With Xenia moved out of her former dungeon room, Rodger took the opportunity to refit it as a bondage dungeon, bringing in a variety of furniture and equipment. Xenia was highly apprehensive upon being told that she would also be participating in sce...

*Author's Note- As this story has progressed in writing, there are inconsistencies between what was laid out in Chapter One, which was written three years ago, and what is being written moving forward. The reason for the inconsistencies is that I did not take into consideration the tension that might happen if both Andrew and William were not on the same page with each other about their mutual relationship with Sonia. Thus, in this chapter and the next one, I have attempted to smooth over what would have be...

We thought about it. I'm sure Barbara and Ken did too -- at least in the quiet corners of their minds. But for us, it never went beyond talk.
Archie and I would sometimes sit up late after an evening with them, that strange post-intimacy calm settling over the house like a hush. We'd open a laptop, and wander through the swinger sites together. Scroll through ads -- some playful, some bold, some almost poetic in their desperation -- and pick out the ones we liked....

My First Time!
Anne the Exhibitionist, part 1
It was just a week since graduating and I was feeling pretty good about my job, my choice of school in the fall and even the new rose I had planted a few weeks ago in our garden. But I was very much wishing I could find a way to be naked in front of people without having to be embarrassed or worse, arrested! Yes, I had somewhat odd urges since I was about twelve which started with me looking at my bare self in front of a mirror, til I realized what I wante...

It was a Friday night when my best friend's ex-wife walked into the bar and immediately locked eyes on me. Grace and her gaggle of other middle-aged divorcees were heading over. Most were wearing way too much make-up, war paint a friend called it once, along with clothes meant for twenty year old's and not women in their 40s. To be fair, only three of the six women were over the top, the three loudest by the way. The other three just seemed happy to get out of the house. I was trying to keep a neutral face ...

SOMETHING ABOUT WINSTON
It's been somewhere in the back of my mind all these years, but I've just begun to figure out the significance of the event. This is not one of those stories where people recall things from the past, things previously experienced but largely forgotten. I'm not referring to catastrophic events, like being caught in a flood or seeing your mother shot and dying right in front of your eyes, or a schoolgirl's tale of incest with a close relative that she's forgotten until some hypnotis...