collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
After trying to make my story fit here a dozen times I’m just going to post the link. I hope that doesn’t bother anyone and that you enjoy my work. Its a fun commissioned story based on one of my favorite anime/manga series and its been behind my Subscribe Star paywall for a month!
Please enjoy!
[https://archiveofourown.org/works/30902747](https://archiveofourown.org/works/30902747)
A Commissioned Work
Kiwi was just so fed up! She tried so hard! And she hated herself for it!
She stared into her mirror, it was a full length one, so she barely filled half of it. She was just a smol bun, with her fur in shades of grey. Light on her belly, and again around her bum and a floofy tail, but then darker going inward toward some almost black lines along her arms and legs. Her face was a middle shade of grey, but a dark patch wrapped around her left eye.
She blinked, her eyes and her hair matched. It was her greatest attempt to stand out! Be noticed! It kind of scared the nuggets out of her… But she had two different colored eyes, the left was yellow, the right was pink. She occasionally wondered what it would be like to be a albino bunny with nice simple white fur, and two pink eyes… Nope! Not her luck… So she did her best to embrace it, and she’d taken her long hair and dyed it blonde to match her left eye, with nice soft pink tips for her right.
He just wanted a place to stay that wasn’t far from campus, and hopefully some roommates to keep the price down. He was a quiet guy, he went to class, he went to work, he went to his room to play video games. But that first part had screwed him over. He was a guy. She hated that. And never let him forget it.
His roommate Hina was a fervent women’s lib studying man hater. And pretty proud of it. Her twitter profile was a blast of rainbow’s, pronouns, and gleeful man hating. She would squeal anytime she came up with a catchy new way of saying men were trash, and then post it and get several hundred like’s within the hour.
Her girlfriend thought it was a bit much, but was pretty sure it was all in good fun. Sometimes she felt bad for Dennis and how much abuse he got from Hina, but wasn’t really much of one to stand up to her. Molly was a cute midwestern girl who’d never dated a girl before, let alone one that stood out like Hina.
She took her daughter by the shoulder. Viola took the other and they led her away from the main group of soldiers. The minotaurs let out sounds of dismay, but were not willing to try and override the queen. The elder elf finally let her daughter sit down at a table at the head of the room. She reached down and helped wipe away some of the thick slime that had coated her child’s face. The Princess had been well used in a short space of time. It was time to push it a bit more…
She looked up to the week. “Mother… I don’t know what’s going on. I feel ill… all of this is wrong..but I did it of my own volition. I think I may be going mad…” The queen shook her head slowly.
“No my dear, you are merely realizing what things in life are truly enjoyable. Something I wish I had learned when I was your age, so very long ago… But no matter for now. Here, I’m having a drink brought over for you.
A Commissioned Work.
Mia Lewdloss’s poor cock broken mind had left the building. But a bit of her was still there, seeing through barely aware foggy eyes, and hearing through the one ear that wasn’t submerged in a pool of sticky cum. Most of which had spilled from her own violated holes.
“You want me to… what?” Said a gruff voice she’d grown recently used too. She shuddered at the sound of it.
“Oh… Well… alright then! Heh, I knew you high elves were just a bunch of randy sluts!” The voice kept talking, and it was confusing. She heard loud wet slurpings. Meaty smacks of flesh on flesh.
And then a female voice that was painfully familiar screaming out. “HARDER! Put it all in you wild beast! Yes! Yes!! YESS!!” Mia fully drifted off.
When next her lovely eyes began to drift open she knew she was in her bed. The comfortable blanket settling down on her soft curves was lovely. The room smelled… nice. Which should have pleased her, but left her with a strange feeling, a sense of ill content. “Oh! My dear, you’re awake!” Her eyes blinked a few more times and she turned her head.
Inspired by the works of BDOne
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He stood there, tall and strong. His chest rose and fell in quick succession and his back was stiff and sweat dripped from exposed skin on his right arm and leg. Some fell to the golden weave of his collar, and a few drops of sweat even fell from his bare butt cheeks. His plump bottom was more exposed than not by the leotard he wore while performing his duties. All of them…
As his breath calmed completely, the twenty one year old vampire slayer breathed deeply and let his eyes fall closed for a moment. He had survived the hunt, and ahead the first cracks of light began to shine through a hole in the roof and he knew dawn was coming. His brown cheeks pulled back into a smirk. And then they darkened a bit.
‘I hope he’s proud of me…’ The boy thought, and went to retrieve the proof of his successful hunt. As he did his mind retraced how the night went. Because the only way to truly continue to have successful hunts was to never forget past triumphs and tribulations. To always remember his struggles, his trials, his training, and where it brought him. And, by the grace of God, where it would continue to take him.
Mia was just disgusted. The entire castle was beginning to reek with the stench of these brutes! Her father, the high elf king Merrin Lewdloss had made entireties to a roving band of monsters to help them win the conflict. Mia could not believe it! High Elves accepting the aid of Minotaurs?!
The king had even accepted to take in a small group of them as mainstays and royal guards. Even if the tiny little man seemed to wilt whenever one of them came within one of their own great arms reach of him. At least her queen mother never seemed bothered by them. The grand elf matron seemed to have no problems staring the beasts down.. Which Mia knew was an impressive trick since they were so massive the queen’s gaze was about level with their groin, and yet she never seemed to need to raise her gaze to recognize who she spoke to and give commands.
Down in the Pit it was just a normal eternal, infernal existence. Our plucky hero pulled his foot long barbed tip cock out of a demon she-beast with a face like an acid scarred gorilla mixed with a cockroach, but the kind of ass that would make most female black rappers turn green with envy.
His shaft left with a loud wet squelch. “Heh… nice.” he grinned, sharp canines prominent as he enjoyed the view. Her no longer tight snatch was gushing out his thick seed. She turned to him and growled something. The small figure winced at the view of her face and slapped her luscious backside so hard it wobbled for several ongoing seconds. “Hey! I said to keep facing away! I wanted to bust a nut, not lose my lunch!” The figure growled out a more menacing sound then straightened up before walking away in a huff. Her full height put her hips roughly level with his head
He raised an eyebrow and smirked. “If you don’t like it then spend some souls to get that mug rearranged! Geeze!” She flicked him off without looking back. He smirked. She did have an amazing body, tits so full he could spot them from behind! But woof, that face… And he’d heard she was the kind of she-beast that liked to kiss. What a freak!
“Mmm… So tasty…” those words and a wet slurping sound was the first thing David became aware of. Then something wet started to drip onto his face. The dark skinned native islander felt strange over most of his body, and he grimaced slightly as his eyes opened. There wasn’t a lot of light, but his eyes seem to adjust quickly. Too quickly… not that he’d realize. His eyes had a slight blue tinge to their normal brown color, a tinge that glowed in the dark room and enabled him to see.
Directly above him was a disturbing sight. A massive hanging dark blue sack, from which extended a pair of angry red cocks. It was Stitch, standing on a chair for elevation. His triple set of testies was directly above Davids face, so close he could smell the musk on them. And for some reason it didn’t bother him at all, quite the opposite.
The mans memories were fuzzy but coming back. More slurping was heart, and the balls jiggled, full of thick mutagenic alien jizz. And they were wet and dripping with fluids… put their by two women kneeling before the monster.
They stood before an alter. A large man in black. His face partially covered by a black surgical mask, showing dark eyes and edges of a trimmed beard around a strong chin. He loomed over his counterpart in all white… A shorter, plumper figure. Wearing a heavily modified bridal outfit.
It was closer to bridal lingerie than a bridal dress. White lace fingerless gloves went up to their bicep. A soft white choker adorned their neck. They also wore a surgical mask, this one lacy and white as the rest of the outfit. Upon the brides head was a flowered veil, already pulled back to let the two gaze at each other unobstructed. Mostly, the bride had fringe of dark hair that covered one eye. The rest of the outfit got more extreme. This bride had thigh high white lace over platform heels. They went up to a garter that perfectly framed round hips, a plump ass, and a obvious package contained in white lacy panties.
A boybride, the best kind many would say. Their chest was mostly bare, the garter riding high and connecting to a small corset that wrapped around their stomach, but didn’t even try to cover a bare chest… and the lovely piercings that hung from a pair of small brown nipples. Which stood out from a pale creamy chest.