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Doki Doki Virginity Club (NC, satanic schoolgirl deflowering)

*Every schoolgirl in this story is 18 years old. Asmodeus is like 200,000+ years old so don’t worry about him.*

I wasn’t exactly thrilled to join the virginity club. Didn’t think my lack of a boyfriend was anything worth discussing or be proud of. The counselor insisted I picked an extra-curricular activity and most of them involved something I was terrible at such as sports, cooking, music, dancing, poetry… I’m terrible at most things. I thought maybe it would be less awkward to hang out with people just as awkward as me. Seems like any friend or almost-friend I ever had at this school moved away suddenly.

When I first saw who my fellow club members were, I should have turned tail and ran. Monika, Yuri, Natsuki… three girls who skyrocketed in popularity this year were waiting for me in the classroom at the very end of the hallway on the deserted 3rd floor. Their names were on every boys’ lips and they were the last people I would have expected to be virgins. Read more »

Sex Clones Are People Too (NC/coersion, cum swallowing)

“Does it taste better warmed up?” Sierra (or Sierra 2, if she was being honest with herself) watched her coworker sip on a cup that had spent some time in the break room microwave.

“No. Just tastes warm.” Every other employee was a bombshell in Sierra’s eyes. It made sense; if you weren’t attractive, no one would want a clone of you. Though she thought of herself as the plainest of the sperm bank employees, it was the only self-esteem boost she could cling to in these dark days. The gorgeous blonde girl leaned back in her chair, her breasts virtually exploding out of her undersized white nursing dress. With her legs crossed, it looked like she had forgotten to wear pants today.

Sierra only had to look down at her own precarious cleavage to stop herself from passing judgment. “Ah…” And she went back to drinking her cold cup of runny egg whites, which (if she was being honest with herself again) was day-old semen from the community reservoir. Her first task of the day was to refill the milk cartons in the fridge with the left-over samples from the previous shift. As disgusting as the taste and texture were, it took a lot of willpower not to put her lips directly on the vat’s open tap and guzzle down a week’s worth of fertilized prostate juice. Mornings are the worst when you’re running on cum fumes. Read more »

The Kissing Booth (schoolgirls, blowjobs)

*Every character in this story is 18+.*

*Also please be aware that there is brief, accidental Dd incest on ‘Day 4’ (feel free to skip it).*

Repeating to herself ‘you are beautiful; you can do this,’ over and over had gotten her out of bed, into her prettiest red floral dress, and had helped her set up a booth in the school’s busiest hallway. Now that it was time to step into the booth and humiliate herself, ‘this was a bad idea’ was the new mantra she repeated through the teeth of her big fake smile.

As much as Eve cared about the chess club and sending their only qualifying member, herself, to Prague for the Challengers tournament, there was no way they were this desperate yet. A kissing booth…? Was this an 80s teen comedy? The vote was 6 to 1 and, being the only girl on the team and the one most invested in Prague, the vote to make her the booth attendant was 6 to 1, as well.

The way to Prague was gated by 5000$ of expenses. Her poor parents gave a thousand to the cause. Eve emptied her bank account for an additional two thousand, and the rest of the chess team had contributed… this dumb idea. Read more »

Succubus Sister (F/F Incest, some M/F)

*All characters in this short story are 18+*

Sara had gotten all the sleep one could have while getting her ass eaten like a dog going to town on an empty pudding cup. She screamed the latest of myriad orgasms deep inside her pillow as the tongue stretched inside her to a depth no man could ever reach.

“Good Morning,” her shiny jet-black-haired sister Tegan said after pulling her sticky snake tongue out of the wet rectum. “Did you sleep well?”

“You know every night is just a blur for me,” replied the short-hair human dirty blonde.

“Well, wait ‘til you see what I have in store for you today, then.”

“What time is it?” Sara said. “I don’t want to be late for school; there’s an English quiz 1st period.”

Tegan’s red eyes flared. “Ugh, school. How about I fuck you so hard you forget English altogether.”

“That sounds really nice actually…” Sara replied with the corner smile that drove her sister batty. Tegan’s lust sense was tingling in her horns. The pure white skin of her large breast rubbed up against her sister’s body. Her naturally crimson red lips stole a French kiss when their faces crossed on her way to nestling the smaller blonde girl’s face between the soft milk bags. Read more »

Charmed (Non-Consensual, Mind Control, Dark, Short)

Anita was woken up by the ringing of her office phone. “Hello?” she answered, still dazed. There was no one on the other end… again. Now that her senses were coming back, she doubted whether the phone even rang at all.

It was dark outside, another day wasted because of mysterious blackouts. The doctor had upped her dosage; she hoped it would make a difference, that maybe she could get a few things done today from the growing pile of filing requests on her desk. Disheveled and covered in drool stains, Anita got the evening’s sobs of exhausted frustration out of the way, adjusted her pencil skirt, fixed her uneven shirt buttons, and left her office for a hopefully more restful sleep at home…

“Hi Anita, you’re working late.” It was her boss accompanied by a young man that looked a lot like him. She quickly wiped her face with her sleeve to get rid of any leftover tears or strange sticky smudges.

“Mr. Sitwell, good morning. I mean… evening. I’m sorry. I still didn’t get a chance to finish that report you asked me to do.”

“The one I asked you to do 6 months ago?” Read more »

Unchained Melody [C, Incest (B/s), Extreme]

*All characters in this short story are 18+*

“Fuck!”

A startled Logan quickly closed his legs to keep his phone from falling in the toilet. His little sister had somehow snuck up to him in the bathroom. She was on her knees before him, buck-naked with those fuck-me eyes she always flashed him now. Melody was a pretty girl. Even if *he* refused to admit it, he suspected his friends came over only to watch her parade around, braless and pantieless, in one of his shirts. She wasn’t trying to impress *them*; she was flaunting her flourishing teenage body for her big brother.

“I have a feeling you’re going to let me suck your big cock this time.” Melody licked her lips while her delicate hands reached for her brother’s penis, which immediately began to engorge against his will. Since puberty made a mess of his sister’s innocence, Logan had to fight off her advances multiple times a day. She couldn’t say two sentences to him without mentioning the size of his cock and how it was the only one in the world big enough to satisfy her cravings. Read more »

Give me a P! [Consensual but reluctant pee-drinking, inflation]

I honestly thought it would be apple juice. This is not apple juice. But I already told everyone I made the cheerleading team. My friends even threw a party. What is it going to look like if I back out now?

“Come on, you piss-sluts. If you don’t keep your toilet hole open, you can forget about taking a shower after this,” the head cheerleader announces, aiming her Super Soaker full of her cold pee at the row of naked girls on their knees in the locker showers. The colorful guns let the seniors stay far away from the splash zone, for a single droplet would tarnish their impeccable red and gold uniforms.

It’s just three of us rookies left. Two walked out when they were told what a first-year cheerleader’s job entailed. I stayed because I thought it was a joke. Two more had an epiphany in the last hour that maybe swallowing the football players’ piss so they didn’t have to leave the field during a game was not the glamorous cheerleading life they dreamt of. I stayed because I take a series of buses home, and doing it with my hair soaked and stinking of piss was less enticing than continuing to swallow. The promise of a shower was an effective carrot on a stick. Read more »

Hands-on Tutoring (Mf, NC, coercion, humiliation)

Did you know you need experience and references for an entry-level teaching position? Marisol found out long after her fellow Bachelor of Education graduates had ransacked the bank of tutoring positions, leaving her entire career in the hands of, sigh… Archie.

Marisol rattled the knob, slammed the door behind her, and stomped across the bedroom. Archie’s snores remained undisturbed. Opening the blinds did make him grunt at the morning light, which could only be qualified as ‘morning’ for another hour.

“Come on, Archie. It’s late, and we have a lot to catch up.” More and more each day.

Archie made the mating call of a dying sloth before turning over in his bed.

“For god’s sake…” Marisol made sure Archie heard the zipper of her coat as she took it off. What she wore underneath was not the teaching attire she imagined herself expanding young minds in, but the only way to get Archie out of bed was to expand something else.

She had a borderline boyish haircut, but nothing was boyish about her figure. Marisol had always judged her breasts to be uncomfortably large for her thin frame but made it a point, until Archie came into her life, never to use them for flirtatious advantages. Read more »

Personal Trainer (Consensual but with a dark ending, size difference)

A year of training his core by slamming his crotch against a soft, bouncy cushion, strengthening his biceps by pulling on pigtails, and doing twenty hours of cardio daily had given him the action hero body he dreamt of. But today, on this last day of the program, he didn’t care about how he looked; it was the training itself he craved.

As much as he wanted to grab the bouncing titties above him, Marcus did not have the strength to make his hands leave the comfort of the soft hip-flesh and climb up the ladder of ribs. Lying on his back, he was content to watch the girl grinding on his crotch cowgirl-style as tirelessly and intensely as the day they met, moaning her throat raw as she wrung freshly produced cum out of his loins. It had been an exhausting, wonderful year; the passage of time only measured by the length of his trainer’s hair.

“Hello, I’m your personal trainer! Can I come in?” Read more »

The Dragon Maiden [reluctance, large insertion, extreme, bestiality (dragon)]

The flaps of mighty wings sent her red hair up, dancing like a flame and a cold chill between her legs. If not for the shackles binding her ankles in a spread eagle position, the wind might have blown her away from the rocky plateau. The iron bindings also made sure she could not run away as the mental arguments against dragons-human mating corroded her resolve. The size difference was the main one, but there were a hundreds others, as well. Was she not here because her mother had passed away in a dragon-sex-related accident? She had inherited the title of Dragon Maiden, Pacifier of Hell Beasts, Vessel of the Sacred Seed, the last of a line spanning centuries. No pressure.

The naked maiden’s holes were thoroughly lubed with lard. It helped, she was told. But her father never said sex with an ancient dragon was painless, even if he must have known that is what she wanted to hear most of all. Not many girls in the history of the realm could say they ever had sex with a dragon. Fewer still lost their virginity to one. The responsibility fell onto her shoulders earlier than her predecessors. Young Greta pondered vows of celibacy to put an end to the family curse once and for all. For now, though, the die had been cast; she had a dragon to milk. Read more »