Thorough Lover [C, extreme object insertion (ATWT)]

*All characters in this story are 18+. It contains consensual but EXTREME object insertion. Like all-the-way-through extreme. Otherwise, it’s very wholesome.*

Becca was meeting her boyfriend after his shift in a little black dress barely longer than her jacket. She literally could not contain her excitement and left traces of wet pleasure on the bus seat wearing no panties that could have absorbed her liquid anticipation. He worked in an alley, stopping cars from using it as a parking lot. He was never too tired to see her, though, and she was sure he would love today’s surprise.

It was early enough for the sun to still shine between the buildings but late enough to for the shops to be closed, leaving the alley well lit yet deserted. Perfect. She was ready for him, finally after so much excruciating training with a baseball ball. They wouldn’t need to settle for kisses and boob-jobs anymore; she was going to mount him right there in the alley in front of his jealous coworkers.

Nightmare [Coersion, schoolgirl sleepover gone wrong summons giant demon cock]

*Every character in this story is 18+*

“I can’t do it right now, Nightmare, I’m next,” Jade whispered to the belly bulge under her shirt despite the sentient horse cock having never shown any sign of understanding. It had been getting gradually more demanding in the last two years. Bored of her clumsy hands after only a few weeks, now alternating between her ass during the day and her throat at night was no longer enough; he demanded shameful orgasms to send shockwaves of pleasure through her petite body for him to enjoy. Her reward was gallons of hot cum splashing around the bend of her descending colon, so there were at least two reasons to refuse him in the middle of an active classroom. 

Coffee rippled inside the teacher’s mug. Even those who noticed the tremors paid them no mind. Global earthquakes had baffled scientists for two years but always died down eventually without any real damage.

The Fairy Collector [F] [solo (if you count living fairies as sex toys)] [extreme]

*Every character in this story is 18+. Be advised that fairy anatomy can be a bit weird and they don’t appear to have a good time.*

Angel parked in the little dying strip mall as close as possible to the entrance of the store she wanted to visit. She was there at least once a week but still couldn’t shake the anxiety of even a stranger seeing her open the door to “ex Fairies” (the S had burnt out years ago). Her face hidden under the visor of a baseball cap, the young woman speed-walked away from her car, her long jet-black hair flowing behind her. She only allowed herself to exhale on the second *dingaling* triggered by the door’s closing swing.

There were still some folks left in the world, old and disconnected, who did not know what fairies were used almost exclusively for. Most people knew you didn’t go to a Fairy shop for terrarium accessories.

Learning The Hard Way (NC, extreme object insertion, forced orgasm)

*Every character in this story is 18+*

Disclaimer: This story is graciously sponsored by Wilson Sporting Goods. **Wilson: Feel it in your guts!**

“OK, class, now we all know Wilson makes durable products at competitive prices…” Mr. Wessman was holding a standard size Wilson volleyball for the class to see.

One girl in the fourth row did not dare look up from her desk. She couldn’t stomach the sight of it right now; her bowels spasmed painfully just from hearing the quality (yet affordable) brand name.

“Considering it has a diameter of 22 centimeters, can we use Hooke’s law to determine how many volleyballs we can fit in this long modeling balloon? Number 11, you of all people should pay attention to this lesson.”

*The laughter… how can they still find this shit funny after 4 days?*

Fuck Her Until She Loves You (temporary non-con, harem)

*Every character in this story is 18+.*

It’s not a cult. I don’t know why I even need to clarify this. I did come back from the dead, yes, but that’s not that uncommon nowadays with shock paddles and CPR. I’m just a guy who made a more-than-full recovery after a car accident.

Like puppies hearing the jingling of their master’s keys, the entrance to my apartment was crowded with excited girls on their knees. I’m their whole world. They cook and clean. They wax their pussies and put on subtle makeup to make their eyes and lips pop just for me. They buy obscenely sexy outfits for me to enjoy for a few minutes before they find themselves on the floor. Yet I don’t remember all of their names.

Fresh Cookies (NC, extreme gangbang, ghosts!)

*Every character in this story is 18+*

“It is morning?” a young woman asked herself with intelligible guttural gags. She had slept a whole ten minutes which was better than most nights and enough to completely disorient her. She could not even tell if the sun had risen because of the coarse, hairy crotch of a man on her face, his almost equally hairy ballsack enveloping her nose and eyes like a pillowcase euthanasia. Deep in her throat was a cock bigger than any other on this Earth. It was like getting your esophagus fisted but by an appendage that had never once known the touch of soap. Something warm was being dumped right into her stomach in thick, unending squirts, which were joining countless others already sloshing in her belly.

When she waved a hand in front of her face. The midsection of the man dissipated like he was made of light dust. Only his cock remained, and it continued to spew ancient semen with a hundred times the normal sperm count down her gullet. If only the jizz was as easy to disperse, she wouldn’t be constantly digesting a bloated stomachful.

With Great Power (MFF, Non-con, hypnosis, extreme)

*Every character in this story is 18+*

“It’s getting worse,” Rebecca sobbed, smearing her heavy makeup onto Karly’s bosom. “I can’t keep going on like this. I’m always so afraid to be alone, even for a second.”

The two girls were like day and night and neither would have guessed that after years of actively avoiding each other, they would share a deep, tortured bond. The aloof metal-head had secretly despised the preppy blonde cheerleader and would have never imagined one day feeling safest between the gigantic breasts she so envied her for.

Karly was able to stay strong for her friend of circumstance but couldn’t stop her hands from trembling. Her days were also plagued with blackouts that left her feeling tainted and violated. She had to dig deep for a nugget of unrefined hope: “I talked to Coleen yesterday and she admitted to getting blackout sometimes too, just not as often. She said she’d think about joining our secret meeting next Friday; maybe she’ll share something that will help us make sense of it all.”

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The Kawaiicon Twins (Non-con, Cum swallowing at anime convention)

*Every character in this story is 18+*

Josie was looking at a large empty conference room. It was early morning, she was wearing a frilly pink dress and long blonde-hair wig. She was supposed to be Chii from Chobits but was always getting confused for Princess Peach. Josie was only 18 but still complained about the current generation of otaku with their lack of respect for the classics. She had finished removing all the chairs, setting up a makeshift stage in the center, and put up the large banner. ‘Take a LOAD off’ it said in colorful letters, the ‘load’ part in white, drawn as if the letters were leaking. This was the first time she was organizing an event at this anime convention she had been attending religiously for years. Her plan was to have a place where people could take a break between events.

The slogan came to mind first and the double-entendre dawned on her the next day. She was so impressed with her own delayed wittiness that her mind was made up completely now. It became an obsession. Why not? There were already plenty of adult-oriented panels at the con. Who hadn’t heard of the term “bukkake” before? Why not also provide a hands-on experience? After watching dozens of videos on the subject, Josie now considered herself an expert. This was going to be *great;* there might even be a hundred people! Just thinking about it got her all worked up and giggling.

Blooming Together (C, extreme tentacles, forced orgasms)

*All characters in this short story are 18+, even the plant.*

“Hi, it’s Carmen. … No, not today. Not tomorrow either; I quit, basically. … It’s not about the money, I just won’t be able to work for a while so… … No, you can throw my things away. Yep. … Yep. I gotta go. … OK. … OK… OK, bye.”

Carmen squealed in excitement after hanging up the call with her boss. Former-boss. She frolicked about her living room while going through her final mental checklist. This was the last time she would have to think in a long while. Utilities were prepaid, neighbors notified of her ‘absence’, postcards from around the world post-dated for her mom to periodically receive. She had even said goodbye to her goldfish. There was nothing left to do but to get undressed, and since she was already down to nothing but socks, that didn’t take long.

Casual Throat (deepthroat, schoolgirl, freeuse, large insertion)

*Every character in this story is 18+. Be warned that the penises are unrealistically large.*

“Any questions so far?”

Aisha had shown her the cafeteria, the library, the gymnasium… All places that start looking the same when you get transferred as often as Ella did because of her father’s work. But she had heard rumors about this school that, if true, would drastically set it apart.

“Is it true that blowjobs are really casual here? Like, instead of saying hi, a guy will pull out his dick and stick it down your throat.” 

“It’s… well… yeah.” Aisha took a few moments to compose herself. This was a hard fact to spin in a positive light. Though Ella found this whole blowjob culture fascinating, it was obviously an embarrassing topic for the kind of girl who volunteers to give tours to transfer students.

Ella always tried her best to not judge books by their covers and expected the same in kind, but from Aisha’s sweater and jeans (not even skinny jeans!), the girl’s cover was that of an instruction manual. Ella knew that the proper way to attract attention without standing out was to be a blonde girl with tight black leggings and a white belly shirt. Dress like everyone else but let your ass set you apart.