Author: Krombomich

A Million Wishes (NC, extreme, mind control, humiliation, public)

Are ancient gods really dumb, or am I really smart?

So that Babylonian artifact I found in my dad’s garage is now my keychain, and I just need to put a hand in my pocket to get anything I want. The little stone dude went from holding up three fingers, to two, to one, and now he’s permanently holding up all three again and forever because he fell for the oldest trick in the book.

There are rules to this thing, but you can experiment and find the loopholes all you want once you’ve wished for a million wishes. The first thing I found out is that you can’t force someone to do something they don’t want. Before I wished for unlimited wishes, my first wish was to get a titfuck blowjob from Ellie Ryan, the hottest girl in school and also the biggest nerd if you can believe it; that girl’s breast size and grades were on opposite ends of the alphabet. But it didn’t work. I saw her flinch like a nasty thought had popped into her head only to get shaken out. She walked away instead of dropping to her knees the way I hoped. Honestly, she should have taken my offer then; her pretty little mouth had a much bigger cock to deal with the day I figured it out. Read more »

Sixth Sense (NC, extreme gangbang, dark)

*All characters in this short story are 18+. M. Night Shyamalan is very interested in using this script for his sequel; we just need to agree on a lead actress.*

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“Hey Amy, you’re drooling again!”

Amy did not turn her head toward the eruption of laughter from the corner of the classroom. She wiped the cloudy liquid from her chin with her stained sleeve and swallowed the source of her leak in an open-mouthed gulp.

“Jesus, that girl never closes her mouth, does she? I like to imagine her sucking on my cock.”

“Haha, no way, dude. Don’t stick your dick in crazy even if crazy has a perfect pair of big ol’ titties.”

The girl hid what she could of her face behind a curtain of long brown hair but her breasts, too big to hide in her white uniform shirt, always attracted unwanted attention. Any attention was unwanted.

“I’m not getting close to that girl, either. Those noises she makes are so weird and gross. It’s like she’s always seconds away from throwing up.” Read more »

The Half-Succubus (NC, freeuse, painal, schoolgirl)

*All characters in this short story are 18+*

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My name is Fucktoy Evans AnalSlut. Yes, that’s my real name. Yes, I hate my Succubus mom for giving it to me, and it’s still not the shittiest gift I got from her. I don’t have her fiery red eyes, horns and tail, or her power to manipulate men at will. All I have is regular brown hair, regular brown eyes, a useless pair of ridiculously huge tits, and an aura that gives men the uncontrollable urge to rape me.

What did I get from my typical human dad? Braces and glasses. I’m just blessed, aren’t I?

If you have a Y-chromosome and get a single glance at me, you will push your own mother out of the way while fumbling to get your cock out of your pants. It doesn’t matter how much I beg you to stop; the spell will only break after you ejaculate the biggest load of your life inside one of my holes. That’s why I don’t beg anymore or scream or cry. I just let it happen; attracting attention only makes it worse. The last thing I want is an endless loop of gangbanging cops calling for backup. Read more »

Spin the Bottle [NC, forced public deepthroat]

*All characters in this story are 18+*

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“Mindy! I didn’t know someone invited you to my party. You look good. Well… you look like you tried.”

Mindy hated parties almost as much as she hated Courtney. She *did* try. She wore makeup for the first time after watching dozens of Youtube videos: dark cat eyes, bright red lipstick, and the perfect foundation to hide her freckles but highlight her fiery hair. She had on a green dress she bought long ago but never dared wear to school since the skirt was much higher than her knees, keeping her on high alert. She liked what she saw in the mirror and it gave her the courage to *maybe* go to a party so she could *maybe* see Brandon and *maybe* talk to him, but Courtney had managed to bring back the insecurities ten seconds after ringing the doorbell. Read more »

Can I See You In My Office? (breast play, humiliation, reluctance)

It was a constant psychological effort to keep her hands by her side as Abby lay naked on a conference room table. She wondered if her clothes were still somewhere on the floor or if she’d have to walk around naked after lunch, looking for them, carrying her melons like two stacks of confidential documents. How could she have let things get so out of hand?

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“Any questions so far?” Bill asked, his hand on the nape of the new girl he had shown around the office. He had penetrated the veil of her shoulder-length, light brown hair so casually that Abby had been too shy to shy away. Simply hunching did not get the message across.

“I’m OK so far,” she stuttered, convincing herself that maybe she was the one who needed to adapt to typical, friendly, office touching. If Bill thought two minutes was an appropriate amount of time to painstakingly apply a nametag sticker on her left breast, who was she to judge the head of Human Resources on her first day. Read more »

Helping Hands (M/F/F, handjob, blowjob, deepthroat, reluctance)

From outside the reserved classroom door, she could hear the shlicks of lubricated hands. That sound used to send shivers up her spine before they became as familiar as traffic noises in a downtown apartment. Michelle wasn’t sure that was a good thing. She took a deep breath, staring at the hand-made sign covering the door’s window: ✋ Helping Hands 🤚. It was her hands they had traced, her club they had joined.

It hadn’t been for the extra credits, though the extra credits were a welcomed bonus. When Donald Langdon lost both his hands in that horrific shop accident, Michelle rode the wave of sympathy to his rescue. Or had it been a wave of pity? Two months later, only the Helping Hands club seemed to still care about poor Donald, and even then, its members were dwindling. For now, Michelle considered the turnover ‘weeding out girls who never really cared about Donald,’ but her hands cramped at the terrifying thought of one day being the only one left caring. Read more »

Cum Dunking (short, extreme semen swallowing)

*Should you be talking to your daughters about a new fad called *bleep* dunking? We had to censor the word for this broadcast but that is the letter C followed by the letter U and finally, the letter M. A game where two female participants submerge their heads in a bucket of seminal fluids gathered at a party or event and are only able to breathe again after ingesting its content. Sounds disturbing? But that’s not all: the opponent’s friend holds your head under, so it’s drink… or die.* 

*And now for the weather. Heidi, are you doing any dunking this weekend? …in a* pool, *that is.*

The bedroom TV was loud for the anchor’s voice to carry over the sucking and gurgling of one of Delilah’s famous blowjobs. “Hey aren’t *you* doing a dunk tonight?” asked the man on the receiving end. “Maybe you shouldn’t fill up on cum. If you die, who is going to suck our dicks?”

Delilah throated her roommate’s cock for the big oral creampie. After the whole load finished pouring down her throat, she gave her little cum belly a couple of slaps. “Just jerk off in a bucket like everyone else in this town, apparently.” Read more »