Author: kramers_drug_dealer

Daddy’s Little Girl [M/MtF] (step-incest, sissy, gay, handjob, blackmail, forced)

Megan came out to her parents as trans last year. They were mildly understanding and supported her with her transition, her mom even threw her a name party when she changed it to Megan, although her stepdad wasn’t there.

Her mom, Alyssa had married Tom just 5 years ago. Megan always felt bad about who she was and when Tom moved in, he didn’t make it any easier. It wasn’t until she went to college that she got the courage to tell her family the truth.

Megan was happy working on her transition. She was slimming down a lot and had started going to the gym to work on her body. Her voice and boobs still needed work but even her hair was already coming along. One day, she came home from shopping and laid her clothes out on her bed. While she was separating them and making space in her closet, her stepdad walked in.

“Thought you might’ve been with your mom.” He said while peering through the door.

Megan didn’t know he was there and got startled. “No, she’s probably with Anne.”

“Hmm. You got all this today?” Read more »

The Rap God [M/F] (Incest, Parody, Celebrity, Shower)

Marco was a new security guard working for the famous rapper Eminem. His cousin worked in the company’s offices and was able to get him the job. On his third week of work, Marshall took his 2 bodyguards and chauffeur to a club. It was Marco’s first time at a club, ever, and he was partying with his favorite rappers growing up. When they got inside, Marshall spoke into their ears that everyone was patted down at the entrance, meaning they had nothing to worry about and could relax.

An audience wasted no time forming around all the rappers. The club’s seats tables were arranged in clover shapes, and they had taken over an entire one for themselves. Expensive bottles and beautiful women started flying everywhere. Someone finally handed Marco a bottle and he poured whatever it was into his glass. A skinny Asian and black girl came up to Marco as he drank.

“Hey!” Shouted the Asian girl. She was shorter than Marco and her shirt exposed the middle of her breasts and stomach, all the way down to her jeans. The jeans were ripped around the thighs, and although she was skinny, they still looked too small on her. “Eminem sent us. He said you looked scared, like everything costs something. I’m Kaya.” Read more »

Mom’s R and Big D Grant Pt. 1 [M/S] (Interracial, Milf, Voyeur, Mom/Son Cuck, Cheating)

After dropping out of college, Jeremy bounced around from job to job, making ends meet, all without having a clear set goal in life. Fearful of her son’s disillusion, Mary talks it over with her husband, Mark, and the two agree the best way to keep an eye on him is to bring him on to work with them. Mark was an anthropologist and Mary a geneticist hired by a big pharma company to do some research and development work for them in Africa. She took the job and assigned her husband as her lab assistant, which doubled as a sort of vacation for the mid 40s couple. For the better part of year, Mary and Mark continued to live with a small, secluded tribe in East Africa while she did her research and he studied their fascinating culture, and now, their son would join them to assist. Read more »

Packer’s back! [M/F] (Parody, Fan Fiction)

Michael sits at his desk, talking with Jan over the phone.

“Where is he, Michael?”

“He’s a traveling salesman, Jan. If we knew where he were, he’d just be a….salesman.”

Jan sighs. “Just…just find him, okay. You need someone to replace Jim, this is what we pay him for, make him work or find a new salesman.”

Jan hangs up and Michael calls Todd Packer, to no avail. He runs his head through his hair and sighs, accidentally making eye contact with Pam outside his window. She senses his frustration and gives him a reassuring smile. Just then Michael gets an idea and walks out of his office towards Pam’s desk.

“I need your phone.”

“What? Why? What’s wrong with your phone?”

“Nothing. They won’t pick up. It’s nothing, can your just let me use yours. I’ll re- we’ll have accounting reimburse you for the minutes.”

“This isn’t another bomb threat, is it? Michael I told you, just because you don’t use your phone doesn’t mean they won’t find you.”

“No, it’s not that, it’s…business related.”

“Okay, but make it quick.” Pam begrudgingly hands over her phone. Read more »