Author: _darkestthoughts_

Twisted Disney: Ariel and Eric part 2

She laid with the sun on her body, warming her while he gazed on her stiffening nipples. She tried to remember how she got there but couldn’t remember much of anything accept for being under the water…not being able to breathe…and then bursting through the surface.

She curled her sandy fingers into her hair and tried to recall memories of before that…she saw….something dark….a glowing of eyes and grinning. But it’s all fuzzy. She huffed and looked back at Eric who was stealing glances down at her pussy.

He reached his hand out and grasped her leg, he squeezed her meaty thigh and pulled slightly as his cock began to hijack his brain.

Ariel smiled wildly and squeezed her own breasts. She was enjoying touching her own body as well. Her skin was so soft that it almost begged to be caressed and tickled. She let Erica hand pull her thigh apart and watched him become wide eyed with hunger.

Eric ran his hands up her thigh to her hip and let his thumb arch towards her pubic hair. “You’re very beautiful.” He said and began massaging her hips and pelvic area. Ariel smiled and shifted a little under him. She wasn’t liking him leaning over her like he was. Read more »

Twisted Disney: Ariel and Eric part 1

She flailed her awkward legs, ignorant of their movements as her lungs burned with the last bit of air that filled them. Turning into a human meant more than legs. It meant leaving the enchantment of the sea behind as well.

Ariel broke the surface of the waters, sunlight dancing on the waves, she gasped in the open air and began treading water with her bottom half hanging under her, useless.

The sea pushed to toward the sand on the waves and she groped at the beach. Clawing with her hands with fist fulls of wet sand she crawled up to where the waves barely wet her toes and she collapsed in exhaustion.

She panted and held her soiled hand to her chest as she heaved. She lifted her head up and looked down at her new body. She couldn’t identify all the new parts. Round and pillowy mounds on her chest with puffy pink soft skin with a tough center. They stiffened when she touched them. She wiggled her toes and admired her feet, alien as they looked.

She bent her knees and spread her legs looking over her body, a small patch of fire red hair covered her mound to even softer skin still and wetness unlike the ocean. Read more »

The Spoils of War (Warning: violent, may be triggering for some)

J’nell stoked the fire under the cauldron and stirred the stew while her daughter played with the kitten on the rug in front of the fireplace.
“Dinner will be ready momentarily.” She softly said.
“Stew…” Her daughter grumbled. “Now…I know you’d rather have some venison and crisp bread but this is what we have and we thank the court for what we have.” J’nell said in a coo as she brushed her daughters hair from her brow.

The town outside her door was still lively for it being past sundown. The tavern across the ally poured forth drunk and whore, one after the other in a riotous laughter. She didn’t mind living so close to such trouble, it gave her the discount she needed on rent every month to afford the place since so no one else reliable enough would stay there. She took two wooden bowls from the cupboard and two spoons from the drawer and sat them on the table before taking the bowls over to the boiling meal and scooping out two full bowls. One with mostly broth since she knew her little bit wouldn’t eat chunks of vegetables. And she couldn’t blame her. Spoiled vegetable stew was no one’s favorite. Especially when the meat is rat. But it was better than most meals they ate and it was all they had. Read more »

Lost Innocence p3

Sarah hit the porn and toys in her room after she had played with herself. She didn’t consider what her father would say if he knew that she had opened his package and found out what it all was. Let alone watched the DVD. She decided to tell him that whatever package he should have received just never came. It seemed the safest bet.

That night she made pork chops, scalloped potatoes and green beans with onion and bacon for dinner. It was all almost ready when her dad came home from work. She was adding the bacon to the green beans when he walked in.

“Ooohh man, something smells good!” He said shutting the door and locking it, then proceeded to kick off his shoes and move through the living room with hungry eyes looking for the food.

“Go shower! You stink!” Sarah said smiling and trying to avoid him. His job kept him fairly dirty and sweaty all day so showering when he got home was always first priority.

“Dinner will be ready in about ten minutes.” She said squealing as he stood over her smelling the food, purposely getting close enough that she would have move or risk getting infected with his sweatiness. Read more »

Lost Innocence p2

Sarah went home from the interview feeling flustered by the whole event. She had never seen a man getting head before. She approached her home replaying the events in her mind and tried to remember when she started groping herself but she couldn’t remember. It was like there was something else taking over her mind.

She walked into the house and closed the door, kicked off her shoes and flopped onto the couch and laid back in the seat so her head was back and she was staring at the ceiling. Her dad wouldn’t be home for at least 6 more hours. She wondered if all jobs were this way, was her dad at work right now getting sucked off by some woman there? Did women in positions of power have men on their knees licking their clit? Sarah shuttered a little at the thought. She had never been a very sexually expressive person and wasn’t comfortable thinking of such things. Read more »

Innocence Lost P1

She hadn’t been long in the shower but long enough that for her first job interview, she missed her dad on his way to work and he wasn’t going to be able to give her a ride. She didn’t care too much, she could make the walk if she needed to and as it turned out, she did. She quickly dried the water from her body and began using the towel to squeeze the water from her matted, blonde hair.

At 18 she still had the frame of a girl and barely regarded her body as curvy but her chest still hung when she bent over to dry her hair. Her breasts still bounced if she ran. Her ass still squeezed into jeans if they were the right size. But a thicc girl, a curvy girl with wide hips and tits that could smoother a man, she was not.

Sarah stood up straight and quickly threw the towel over the curtain rod of the shower. She took her hair dryer out and began blowing the hot air over her wet hair and ran her fingers through it. It wasn’t the kind of interview that one would have to be nervous for. After all, attending the counter at a gas station wasn’t a huge responsibility but it would give her a means to make a little money while she figured out what to do about college. Read more »

Heightened sensations (mf) (coursion) (hesitations)

The joint hit quick, she was a light weight and couldn’t hold her smoke but she enjoyed the weightlessness of it all. Her face felt like pinpricks, a reverse waterfall up her face. She inhaled and was keenly aware of the air temperature in her nostrils. She felt the air in her lungs. Her eyes kids felt like they had bricks on them. The space around her head tunneled, she was only able to focus on the ceiling as she laid back in her seat.

Her boyfriend ran his hands through his stringy hair and lustfully looked at her body strewn over the back of the couch. Her head lay heavy off the end of the couch, her back against the arm and her breasts sat like two beckoning sirens. Her jean shorts rode high in her crotch showing her mound.

“If I smoked everyday, I’m not sure I could do anything except smoke.” She said lazily and then laughed. “What did I say?” She said, her belly heaving and her chest bouncing. Read more »