Vanna at Parrot Island [F][Fantasy][Non-con][Plants]

The sky was wide, without a single cloud to mark the vast blue expanse. Vanna resented it. The sun hung in it low and heavy; a seething ball that held her in its’ death-grip gaze. She pulled at heavy oaken oars with worn arms, dipping them deep into the mirror-still surface. She’d repeated these same motions over days now, and they taken a harsh toll on even her well built musculature. *What a cruel joke*, she thought, to be surrounded by water and dying of thirst. But she had sailed the sea before, and knew well the dangers in drinking from it. Instead, the sea mocked her, the glistening pane of blue unbroken in the windless day, reflecting the sun’s torturous visage from below so she was afforded no shelter from it. Still she dipped her oars deep into it. She bent low her bronzed shoulders, marked with lash-scars. Her strength had faded long ago, but she knew every moment spent resting was simply a moment spent dying.

The Stowaway Part 4 [FF][Sci-Fi][Futa][Alien][Non-con][Humiliation][Implied Incest]

Rose walked down the halls of the ship with renewed confidence. The suit had morphed, taking on the appearance of the doctor’s jumpsuit, badge and all. She hoped no one would immediately recognize she was wearing a stolen suit. She was pretty sure there were usually a lot of people on these kinds of ships. Hopefully not many of them actually knew what every doctor onboard looked like. She followed the red lines that had been painted on the walls, indicated as directions towards the medical bay by one of the maps she had passed. The hallways all still looked the same, but it seemed like whoever built the ship had taken extra precaution to make sure the red line was the easiest to follow. It lead her down several twists and turns, all without seeing a single soul. Her assumption that it was “night” time on the ship must have been correct.

She turned another corner and was met by the sight of a set of large grey doors outlined in red, clearly labelled “medbay”. The suit, lodged deep in her pussy as always, hummed in pleasure. The door wasn’t the only thing waiting for her, though. In the hall were two women, one of which perked up as she saw Rose.

Nice day to go swimming alone part 2 [fM][bst][hml][nc][anal]

Rose kept as close as she could to the cliff face as she slowly made her way to land. She was all too aware of both her lack of bottoms and of the octopus that was still wriggling around inside her. She did her best to keep her breathing evenly and to ignore the assault on her pussy as she scanned the crowd on the beach. There were less people now than before, but there were still a lot. All it took was for one person to see her leave the water with half a bathing suit. No one seemed to be paying her any attention though; everyone was just having fun with their beach days. She spotted a towel, alone and close to the shore. Whoever owned it wasn’t there, probably swimming themselves. Rose steeled herself against both the anxiety and the sensations inside her, and made her move.

She kept her body sideways to the bulk of the crowd, moving just fast and low enough to not attract any attention. The few steps it took felt like an eternity, but she finally reached the lone towel and snatched it up. In as fluid a motion as she could manage, she wrapped it around her waist. She waited a moment before letting out the breath she had been holding. No one around her reacted. She had done it. Her celebration was cut short when the creature inside her moved again. *Right.*

Nice day to go swimming alone [f][bst][huml][nc]

Rose shook out her blanket, doing her best to get all of the sand from the previous day off of it before she laid it out along the pale rocks. Before she laid down she looked out over the edge of the cliff. Below her, a short way down the coast, a narrow band of beach bordered the ocean. It was heavily dotted with people; both tourists and locals. It was always so crowded on days like this. Rose smiled, glad again that she had her little cliff. As kids she and her friends had discovered the little overgrown path up the side of the rocks, and while they were now all too old to bother the climb, Rose would still frequently find herself drawn there on hot days to sun herself. Staying away from the crowds was just a bonus.

The Stowaway Part 3 [Sci-Fi][Alien][Non-con][FF]

Hey all! It’s been a little while since I’ve added to the series, so here’s the links to [Part 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/d0vpwa/the_stowaway_scifialiennoncon/) and [Part 2](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/d82idh/the_stowaway_part_2/)

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The cabin door closed behind Amelia with a slight mechanical whir. She rolled her head around, trying her best to get the kinks out of her neck; her hands massaging her shoulders. It was never an easy day being a doctor on a colonization ship, but any day that involved emergency surgery automatically ranked lower on her list. She kicked her shoes off, telling herself that tomorrow would be a return to the norm. It wasn’t everyday that errant meteoroids hit a ship after all, and they were quite lucky that it had struck a non-vital area of the ship. Apart from the few janitors and technicians she had seen to that day, no one was seriously injured. As relieving as all that was, she had barely fallen asleep when the emergency call had come through, and now between the stress and lack of rest she could feel every muscle in her body aching.

The Stowaway Part 2 [Sci-Fi][Alien][Non-con][Threesome][FMM][Anal]

The door whooshed closed behind the two men, alerting Rose to their presence. She turned to face them, and the two groups stared at each other bewildered.

“I thought this area was closed after the impact?”, she heard one man whisper to the other.

“It was”.

“Then how did…”?

The two men pondered the thought as Rose felt an already familiar pressure between her legs. Her new “suit” was reacting to the men somehow, spreading and filling her. The strange thought tickled the back of her mind again. Spread. Suddenly she was overcome with a burning desire, deep in the core of her. She needed these men to fuck her. Now.

“Should we call it in…?”, one of the men continued, both still keeping their eyes on Rose. She took a step towards them, licking her lips as the suit rewarded her pussy with a quick pump. She reached up, tugging at the buttons on her blue jumpsuit. She needed it off now, she didn’t care if they saw the alien… thing stuck to her underneath.

Bar Date Surprises [M/f, Public, Teasing]

Alex handed the bartender a bill and took the two drinks she gave him back. Rose would be there shortly to meet him, having had to stay late at work. It had been a long time since the two of them had gone to the bar together, and just thinking back to the last text she had sent him gave him butterflies. She had a surprise for him, apparently. Knowing Rose, and having planned their outing long in advance, he had a short list of things it could be. He liked all of them. He found an empty table and sat, watching the crowd wildly dancing to the loud pumping music while he waited.

The Stowaway [Sci-fi][Alien][Non-con]

Rose didn’t know how long she’d been in the crate. Her back ached; the cool metal of her container offering no comfort. Why should it? It’s not like it was made to ship people like this. The air was stuffy, and the air purification strips stuck to her neck were slightly whirring with the strain. It was all worth it though. Worth it to be off of that terrible rimworld. It was the kind of place you didn’t stay unless you couldn’t afford to leave. Rose had always dreamed of leaving. Of seeing the stars and discovering new things, and she couldn’t do any of that from that damned rock. That’s why she took the risk when a supply cruiser had landed in her town. Why she slipped in the crate when no one was looking, strapping the purification strips she had stolen to her neck and praying they worked.