The Lottery: Part 2 [M+/F, FF, exhib, humil, WAM] [M18+, F18+]

The mayor strode back to the podium. As he walked, Eve prayed that the rumors she’d heard weren’t true, anf that the ritual would just end with them being stripped. But her worst fears were confirmed when he picked up the microphone and announced: “You may have sex with the winners!”

The crowd rushed the stage. Some people ran fast. Others were slowed by frantic decisions to disrobe and walk at the same time. Men were unzipping their flies and women were pulling their shorts to their knees or reaching under their dresses to take off panties. At the head of the crowd, Tessie Hutchinson nimbly scaled the stairs.

“Tessie!” exclaimed Jake.

“Jake!” smiled Tessie. “I was hoping you’d win. I’ve had a crush on you for ages, and I just didn’t know how to tell you.”

“M–me too!”

“I fantasized about making love to you here at the lottery. Good thing I came prepared.” Tessie pulled up the skirt of her cheerleading uniform to reveal that she had been going commando the whole time. At the sight of her bright red pubic hair, Jake’s overstimulated cock twitched and involuntarily ejaculated. It launched a stream of cum, which arced through the air and landed on Tessie’s chest.

The Lottery: Part 1 [exhib, humil, WAM]

The Lottery

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Sex content: M+/F, FF, incest (F/d, M/s, b/s), humiliation, exhibitionism, impregnation.
WAM content: eggs, honey, flour, clothing destruction

It was a warm, sunny day in June when the villagers assembled for the lottery. Every resident aged between 18 and 50 was required to be there. The elders looked after the children while the younger adults carried out the ritual. Or just watched. The rule was that witnessing the ritual was mandatory, but participation was optional–unless you were chosen. Then, you had no choice.

The earliest arrivers were greeted by Mayor Shank and his wife. Shank loved the lottery. As soon as he came of age, he had sold his interest in the family pig farm to his brother, so he could run for mayor and become the lottery officiant. People always said that it was too bad, because he would have made a perfect pig farmer. With his protruding belly and hanging jowls, he somewhat resembled that livestock, and his similarly rotund wife made for an excellent match. But there was no denying, they were a natural fit for the lottery. The flair with which they conducted the proceedings was undeniable, and their participation was always enthusiastic.

Family at the Circus [MMF, inc]

Family at the Circus

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WAM content: M/F, pies, custard, clothing destruction Sex content: MMF, incest (M/s), BBW, oral, humiliation, exhibitionism

Kate would never have considered herself particularly attractive, but tonight she was the object of two men’s desire. The first, she would have expected: Dave, her husband of nearly two decades. The second would have surprised her, had she known: Josh, her son, who had recently turned 18.

A typical middle-aged, overweight suburban housewife, Kate’s 5’2″, 240-pound frame meant that her belly stuck out almost as far as her 46DD breasts. Her round ass and wide thighs were covered in cellulite, and her arms were soft and flabby. She was certainly not conventionally attractive, and she always dressed modestly, but when her husband Dave, a ruggedly handsome man in his 40s, saw her naked, he was always turned on by the voluptuousness of his obese, 36-year old wife. She was a classic Big Beautiful Woman, and Dave wouldn’t change a thing about her. He always wanted to keep the lights on when they made love, and insisted that she leave her pubic hair untrimmed, even though its brown color didn’t match the natural blonde on her head.

Tiffany’s Chocolate Factory Humiliation [M+/F, WAM, preg?]

Tiffany’s Chocolate Factory Humiliation

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The day was warmer than expected, and Tiffany Newcash nee Wampton was thoroughly bored. As heiress of a large fortune and wife to a businessman with an even larger fortune, Tiffany never gave a thought to what people had to do to make a living. But for some reason, her husband had insisted on taking a tour of a chocolate factory for their second wedding anniversary. So now she stood there, sweating through her perfectly composed early-spring outfit, crowded with her husband and 10 other men while the tour guide, a short, chubby woman with mousy brown hair, droned on about the workings of the factory.

Tiffany didn’t even eat much chocolate. Her primary concerns were on appearances and social status. Regarding the former, she counted herself lucky to be a tall, blonde woman in her mid-20s, but she always felt insecure about her bust. Her breasts barely filled a B-cup bra, and weren’t even that perky. So she did her best to compensate with strict dieting and exercise. She was sure that even if she couldn’t compete with other women’s boobs, at least her slim waist and slender thighs would make her figure the most striking in the room. And besides, she told herself, large tits were vulgar.