Invasion [part one] [SCI-FI]

Kazaak was inspecting his nyarl raiders as his pilots prepared to jump into the earth’s atmosphere. Nyarl are a nasty bit of organic engineering. Shock troopers cloned from the DNA of the prince himself, though genetically degraded and not capable of using magic. They average 7 feet tall and 300 pounds of lean knotted muscle. They typically have black hair though many simply shave themselves bald. Their faces are somewhat deformed and covered in warts, pimples and rashes from incestuous use of the same DNA, bodies covered in scars from extreme training and regular combat. Wearing heavy armor and wielding a variety of weapons and gadgets they are the next best thing to full blown Vyikrean commandos.

Checking for perfect form in the mirror Annabelle Cortez was finishing her last set of backward lunges. She put back the 80 pound barbell she was using and grabbed a resistance band for donkey kicks. After 3 sets of donkey kicks on each leg she went straight to box jumps. Then an ab routine before she would finish with full body cardio.

The Pretty Manager returns the gift Part two

After working an 8 hour shift at the store knowing that Stacey pantys were drenched by my tongue made for a very distracted day but I had no F.U.’s.

Every time she walked past I swear I could smell that wet pussy and as she passed she was swaying her hips more than normal. This sweet and innocent young woman was making my day hard and wonderful by doing nothing but walking around and chatting with all the cashiers. She never engaged me in any flirting or even conversation so I decided that she must have decided me and her on her desk that morning was a bad idea.

5 PM comes along and Amy walks me back with the one cashier who was also leaving. Got back to the cash office and no Stacey. Amy noticed my look and comment Stacey left about 30 minutes ago.

Oh well I can live with being just friends and headed out to my car and headed home. I get home and walk into the apartment building and get to my apartment and unlock the door and walk in.

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Thoughts of you this morning

We’ve never met, but I feel as though I know you.
I feel as if I’ve always known you.
As in I’ve felt your presence wash through me often over time sensing a feeling of intimacy and comfort wrap around me like a favorite soft blanket.

I imagine many things about you:
The early morning sun across your peaceful sleeping face.
Watching you sleep, your breathing calm, your face relaxed and just oh so sexy.
Your hair tousled, knowing I want to reach out and run my fingers slowly through it

Your chest lightly dusted with hair, your abs still firm, your lovely snail trail disappearing under your boxer band, morning wood evident.
I imagine your eyes slowly opening and catching me watching you and rather than look away your whole face brightens and smiles back, our eyes meeting and both our smiles widening.

I imagine your hand reaching up and tucking my hair behind my ear and then moving to the back of my head and gently pulling me down to meet your lips.

A slow, soft gentle kiss to start.

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Back to school threesome [M/F/F, sisters, creampie finish, BJ]

I thought that I time to rub a quick one out while you and your sister were out shopping for her freshman year of college. I managed to miss the front door closing because of my headphones so when you opened the bedroom door all I could do was panic and slam my laptop shut, the pocket pussy I was using falling between my legs. You laugh and your sister stares wide eyed at my cock as I finally just give up and throw my hands up in defeat

“Well don’t stop,” you encourage as you sit on the foot of the bed. Your sisters face is blood red and is unsure what to do. “In or out.” You bluntly say to her. She hesitates and takes a step forward, pausing before continuing and sitting on the other corner of the bed. You pull your pants down, taking your panties off with them. I can’t help but touch myself as I watch you strip naked. Likewise, your sisters hand goes between between her thighs as she watches me while sitting crossed leg. You rotate and fave me with your legs spread and knees up so I can watch as your fingers rub your hairless pussy, your wet already soaking your neat lips and bring smeared as you start masturbating with me.

Today I was caught by my Store manger on my knees with my hands up my pretty Manager’s skirt.

This story is based off an actual experience which I posted here [TIFU I was caught by my store manger with my hands up my pretty managers’s skirt.](https://www.reddit.com/r/tifu/comments/igiotz/tifu_by_being_caught_by_the_store_manager_with_me/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

What you are hopefully going to read is how I wished it went…tho three years later we did get together.

I was working for a sporting good store as the head cashier and I had a wonderful manager named Stacey. She was 2 years younger than me and had a fiance but we became good friends.

Stacey was a little naive so I took great joy in teasing her and on occasions causing her to give one of her famous full body blush (even arms, legs, breast, and back).

Most of the cashier were female and of the 4 head cashiers I was the only male so in the cash office the ladies thought of me as just one of the girls.

Our story takes place as I am counting cash trays for the cashiers and prepping the deposit for the armor truck and some how the talk was once again on our newest cashiers bad luck streak with dating.

The Cherry Milkshake [Mf] [age gap] [cutting] [masochism] [vaginal] [oral] [long-ish]

Names are not fleshed out for a reason:

So, I had this job at this ice cream shop throughout high school and we had a few regular customers I saw in the four years I worked there (from fifteen to nineteen). One was an older guy that often just bought a cherry shake. I’d make the shake when I saw him pull in and then, unlike any other customer, I would run it out to his car, he’d give me the cash for the food and always told me to keep the change. This was a man that paid for a two dollar order with a twenty religiously.

He got into the habit of only coming around when I was on shift and it was something my co-workers picked up on and teased me about because I was shy. In fact, I had a hard time calling out orders for people to come to the window to pick them up because my voice was so quiet that no one could hear me. They noticed he stopped coming around on their shifts because they stopped getting the eighteen dollar tip and I felt bad about it, one was a single mom and really needed the cash, so I stopped running it out to him and gave the order to her to take out while I did other things instead.

Genderbent: Womanizer [FF][Genderbending][Masturbation][Bondage]

*Summary: Brian is a dick who likes to humiliate women. His unwelcome advances and practical jokes finally get him into a mess he can’t get out of.*
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“Dude, don’t you think that was a little harsh?” Eric commented, the worry in his voice clearer then the sun today.
“Who cares. Girl’s a slut. I just took advantage of her wealth of modeling pictures. In fact I think I’m doing a public service.”
The girl in question, Hailey, was a well known girl around campus. Top of the class, one of the tightests bods and the softest voice you’d ever heard. Her golden strands of hair had to be taken from a lion’s pelt being so perfect and smooth. Turns out though, little miss perfect isn’t the good girl her reputation led people to believe.
I had managed to get some top tier pictures of Hailey modeling naked for a low quality bondage studio. I felt morally obliged to share this discovery with the rest of the school. That put the goody two shoes in her righteous place. Guys all around the school started teasing her and all her girlfriends shunned her. It was a perfectly entertaining joke for me. I didn’t really care if she felt the same or not.
“Still, this seems like a little much Bryan. Maybe we should take ‘em down.”
“What for? Everyone in the school already seen ‘em. Taking them down won’t help her none. She’ll just have to deal with the bed she made.”
Unfortunately for poor Hailey, I was notorious for putting salt in the wound. I planned to go see her later today to rub it in so to speak. Maybe, I’ll even put her in that natural state she seemed so accustomed to. A lot of the pictures had the lovely blonde on her knees with a large dildo gag shoved down her throat. Those were the only two common factors though. Hailey was bound with all sorts of materials in all different ways over the twenty six images I got.
The walk to her dorm wasn’t as long as I thought it would be. My trip was worth the wait though. When I made it to her room, she was an utter mess and bordering on hysterical. Frantically, she was trying to take down the photos. I think she was talking to the dean, who she would quickly find out, helped me set up the site with those pictures.
Sneaking into the room, being extra careful Hailey wouldn’t notice me. When I managed to get within a few inches of her, I quickly lifted her top and roughly fondled the unexpecting slut. I swore I heard a whimper laced moan before she yelped, slapping my hands off her chest. Hailey swung around, slapping me across the face. Her strike hurt me less than my little maneuver. Her flushed face was all I needed to see.
“Hey! That wasn’t very nice, slut. You can make it to me though by getting those lovely tits of yours out while you get in position.”
“Who the fuck are you!? Get out of my room!” Hailey screeched.
Her mouth said no, but her body, the hardness of her nipples, the pink stain on her cheeks, her body wanted me to put her in that place. I moved towards her, like a predator stalking its prey. I couldn’t have rehearsed this scene better. Hailey, a look of terror on her face probably realizing no one was going to help, took paces backward.
“S-Stay back! Don’t touch me.”
“Your mouth keeps saying no, but your stiff nipples and flushed face keeps saying yes.”
“N-No it is not!”
Every step back brought her closer to being cornered. I wasn’t going to rape her, just out to scare her. It was pretty easy giving how she set herself up in this position. Only when I was hovering over her did I pause my progression. That’s when I got confused.
Hailey started smirking, like she was baiting me in. It took me a few seconds too late to realize her game. A whisper under her breath was all it took for me to start feeling weird. I took a step back, my eyes blurring, my heart pounding and my chest felt like it was squeezing the air out of my lungs.
“That was almost too easy,” Hailey said with a laugh, “I didn’t think it would be considering how notorious you are, Bryan. Or I guess I should say, Brianna now.”
“What did you do to me!?” I screeched in a low pitch voice; a voice that wasn’t my own.
“You mean, what did I do for you. The answer to that is simple. You see, those degrading pictures of myself you found were doctored. I don’t really care for the hit to my reputation. I do care about teaching you a womanizer like you a lesson.”
Falling over, unable to maintain my balance anymore. Everything in my body now started to feel like it was moving, adjusting. I was inching closer to blacking out and seeing Hailey’s mouth moving. It was like someone took a mute button to her. Then, there was only darkness.
* * *
Lavender painted ceilings greeted me when I awoke. After a quick rub of my eyes, I pushed myself into a seated position. I looked around, perplexed as to the foreign room I was in. Worse off, I don’t remember what happened before I passed out. Something felt off, but I wasn’t going to figure it out now.
Swinging my legs off the side, I got out of bed and went to find a bathroom. Even walking felt wrong, almost as if my natural sense of balance was off. Things were worse than I thought when I fell down on my ass. I rubbed my generous posterior, which took the brunt of the fall.
Wait a minute, why do I have a bubble butt!?
Hurrying, I pushed myself off the floor and ran, albeit difficulty, to the bathroom. I had falled a few times, catching glimpses of hands that weren’t mine. Strands of bottle blonde hair bounced around in front of my face. I had become acutely aware of the hair tickling at the small of my back.
Burst into the bathroom, quickly finding a reflective surface. What looked back at me wasn’t me, but a hot girl. My body had great curves, I was very chesty and everything else I caught minor glimpses of where now amplified. Tentatively, I ran my new hands along my new body. I felt every inch of my skin. I tried to rationalize that this was a dream but why then did it feel so real?
“Morning Brianna.”
I spun around to find Hailey leaning against the door frame. Hot as hell, the petite woman stood in a pair of purple lacy underwear. The bra perfectly cradled her perky mounds displaying just enough cleavage to leave you wanting more but not enough to give it all the way; a perfect balance.
“Brianna?” I squeaked. My voice sounded so girly.
“Yep. This isn’t a dream by the way. It’s the real deal. It was, as I said, so easy to bait you into posting those pictures of me online.”
“You baited me?” I asked quizzically.
“Right again. It’s part of the rules or something. For me to use the spell, the man I use it on has to be oppressive, believes himself superior to women and ultimately must condemn a woman to humiliation. You did an excellent job of that by the way. I never thought you’d be so easy to turn though.”
“This can’t be real.”
“It is. This is your life now. Spell really did a number on you. I’m finding it hard not to tie you up and have some fun with you.”
“Please!” I begged, “Don’t do this. Turn me back, I’m sorry, I’ll do anything.”
“Nope. Oh and one more thing before I leave you to learn what it’s like to be a girl now, those pictures are the result of increased libido. The spell for some reason, ramps your sex drive up to eleven. So I expect you’ll be thirsting for sex with guys real soon.”
I felt the beginnings of a panic attack. Everything was starting to settle into place. Hailey had magically transformed me into a woman. I was mortified. What was I going to do? I couldn’t exactly tell my friends I was a slutty girl now. I’d never hear the end of it, that is, if they ever believed me.
No one saw me enter Hailey’s room, and if I had to make a guess I’d say Hailey made sure no one saw me leave. By all accounts, no one would know what happened to me. Bryan was wiped from existence and in his place was the new me. At least Hailey gave me a name that was easy to remember. It was an extended more feminine version of my old name.
“Wow, already huh? I can stick around to help with that if you like,” Hailey commented mockingly.
Confused, I looked around to try and understand what she was talking about. It wasn’t until I looked down that I saw my hand had slipped into my underwear. I could feel my wandering pointer finger probing about inside me. I gasped quietly, the air pushing out of my soft lips. I couldn’t find the willpower to stop. My body was in control of my mind. Now I was just along for the ride.
“Not bad for a beginner. You’re already working your way into a proper slutty mood. I’m impressed.”
Being praised by Hailey wasn’t something I wanted, especially not for this. I just couldn’t stop doing it. The tips of my fingers were getting wet rubbing my newly formed slit. QUick brushes over my clit sent a shock through my body. I yelped at every contact. I suspected my clit was super sensitive as well from the transformation or maybe this was how it always is.
“Please,” I whimpered, “Make this stop.”
“Stop? Why would I do that? In fact, I’m thinking of helping the newbie along. You’ll look so cute squirming as you approach your first orgasm. It’s making me all antsy just thinking about it.”
“N-No!” I tried shouting but my voice cracked, leaving me sounding like I was in desperate heat.
“Look at you! Your face all red, labored breathing and to top it all off a hand in your underwear masterbating in front of me like the new slut you were made to be.”
“S-Stop this! Aaaah!” I moaned loudly now, my fingers getting faster.
“Aww, does the slut want to cum for me? That’s so adorable.”
Blurriness settled into my mind. I could only think of being fucked, how much I wanted a cock to fill me up. What was wrong with me? I shouldn’t want this! Yet my fingers keep going, now impaling in and out of me.
I moaned softly, occasionally yelping when I brushed my engorged clit. Hailey was on just to my side. She had lifted my shirt, exposing my generously sized breasts to her. Hailey was more than happy to stir me on by groping me. Then feeling was intoxicating, debasing myself for her was starting to feel too right.
The motions began to shift when Hailey started sucking on my nipple, her fingers teasing the other. The jolts I’d feel everytime a finger would brush against my clit, were occurring again. This time though, the focal point of the sensations was my breasts. Hailey was the one pushing me along with her mouth. I wanted more of it, I wanted to feel this euphoric all the time.
This scenario was one I’d gotten to a hundred times when I was a guy. Now, I was living that experience as the submissive girl. It felt absolutely humiliating but I loved it; I wanted so much more of it.
One of hailey’s hands had trailed down my midriff, teasing my skin along the way. Once she reached my thighs however, she gently slid back up, brushing aside my hands. I was almost upset until she took control. Her hands expertly took the initiative, driving me further toward damnation with each thrust.
Circling my clit with her thumb, while three other digits continued exploring my new womanhood. Steadily, I was becoming louder, bordering on screaming. Everything felt so amazing. If this was what it was like for a girl, I’d not mind a life of sex like this one bit.
Hailey startled me when she pulled her hands away, roughly tugging me to my feet. Before I could slide my hands back down to fill the emptiness, Hailey had grabbed hold of them. She eyed me down as I desperately struggled to fulfill my needs. I buckled and squirmed against her grip, but she was clearly the stronger of the two of us. On top of that, I was still feeling off balance. Only the desperation kept me upright.
“Time to take this somewhere a little more private, sweetie. I’m going to have some fun with you, my way. You’re just going to love it.”
“But my pussy, it feels so empty,” I whined.
“I bet. No touching it now, or I’ll be forced to punish you newbie.”
“Please, please I need to keep going.”
“Behave newbie or I’ll make you wait longer.”
I whined repeatedly as she dragged me along outside. The fact that my shirt had somehow been removed without my knowledge didn’t bother me in the slightest as Hailey peraded me around the dorm halls. My boxers weren’t doing a good job of containing my juices from trickling down my thighs. The degrading nature of this excruciatingly long journey only worked to rile me up more.
When we finally made it back to the room, Hailey had pushed me onto the bed. Quickly using some kind of leather cuffs, she bound my hands above my head. I wasn’t able to move them very much. I bucked and writhed trying to get free, eagerly needing my pussy fucked. She pulled off my underwear, leaving me completely naked while she giggled her way over to a trunk.
“Now I can’t have you waking up the other girls in this dorm. So you’ll need something to keep you quiet,” Hailey commented to herself.
She looked over to me quickly and snapped her fingers. After a few seconds of searching, Hailey withdrew a large red ball gag from the trunk. She left it at her side as she returned to her search. I was both excited and terrified from what the seductive witch was plotting for me. She never mentioned what she was but Hailey did call what she did to me a spell, so two plus two right?
The search yielded a few more things, all of which I knew. A hitachi wand now sat next to the ball gag with a few bullet vibes. Hailey had also found a few lengths of rope and was now contently walking back over to me. Her first move was pressing the ball against my lips. I tasted it before I felt the silicone ball being pushed in.
“Open wide, Brianna.”
I shook my head in denial not wanting to be gagged. Hailey wasn’t amused by my resistance. Using her hand, she twisted one of my nipples. When I howled in pain, Hailey took advantage by pushing the ball behind my teeth. There was no time for me to dislodge the bright red ball before Hailey secured the buckle behind my head.
“Should have been more compliant. I’ll have to punish you for being so naughty.”
Frightened, I began bucking wildly, flailing my legs trying to get her away. Again, Hailey was considerably stronger than me. It was quite easy for her to bind my ankles and knees together before I could put up a real fight. Hailey got positioning the hitachi wand. She had pressed it against my folds, the head large enough to pressure my clit, which I was more than happy to receive.
Hailey coiled some rope around the vibrator then slipped some winds around my thighs. Once the vibrator was securely positioned, she knotted the ropes off underneath my legs and went back to her trunk of supplies. After fetching another couple lengths of rope, and to my freight, a pair of nipple clamps, she returned to my side.
Another length of rope was wrapped around my elbows, painfully pinning them together unnecessarily. I suspected the woman in control of me now was a sadist but it was too early to be certain. The final length was wrapped over the vibrator, I assume for extra security.
“While I take care of the finishing touches, newbie, I’ll be nice and give you some stimulation.”
Hailey flicked on the wand to a medium setting. Instantly the toy came rumbling to life. I screeched loudly, despite my muffling gag, as the assault of the toy began. The vibratiors kept me distracted enough that I wasn’t able to notice the clamps until it was too late. The first bit into me causing pain to spike. I didn’t think I could scream any louder, until she applied the other clamp.
“Those are some delightful sounds you are making. Now I have some morning classes to endure. You’ll be fine here for a few hours right?”
My eyes popped wide open. Hailey wouldn’t really leave me like this for hours on end, would she? Turns out my assumption was wrong, when Hailey made it to the door. She did a quick one eighty, gave me a wink and quickly left the room. I heard the door lock behind her as she actually left me in her room, naked, and a cacophony of muffled moans.
True to her word, Hailey returned a few hours later. I was a total mess. The bed beneath me was soaked from the unhealthy amount of orgasms I had while she was away. My mind was basically putty at this point. All I could think about was resting and needing to be fucked by a real cock. Thankfully the leather cuffs didn’t bruise my wrists much despite my intense struggles.
“Someone had a fun time,” haily said with a laugh.
Digging into her purse, Hailey pulled out her phone and took several photos from varying angles. Satisfied with the collection, she put the phone away and leaned down to kiss my cheek. She undid some of the ropes that secured the vibrator, then finally removed it. What I didn’t expect is what came next.
“Now newbie, I want a taste.”
Without further conversation, Hailey undid the rest of the ropes around my ankles and legs. She was quick to rebind them, pinning me in a spread eagle position. With my soaking pussy now spread wide for her, Hailey leaned down and ran her tongue up from the bottom of my folds to my clit. She stopped there for a quick moment, giving me a surprising jolt. She looked up at me, a devilish grin on her face.
“Mmph! Fnch mm! Fnch mnnr nmmmhnm!” I screeched.
“Happily. Welcome to sluthood, Brianna.”

A Day Of Realisation [Cuckold] [MMFF] [Training] [Mind Games] [Cheating] [Humiliation] [Oral] [Fiction]

This is a Follow on of my previous story “Things May Have Changed For Good” it acts as a stepping stone for a further story arc that i’m working on, and is a next day reaction and then a mischevious proposition from the dominant couple. I hope you Enjoy it, as always, feedback is essential so i would appreciate some ?

Alternative Currency (part two-The end) [Rough] [boyfriend’s father] [painful] [forced] [degradation]

B looked to the men of the Culper ring, horror on his face and he started to pull at the restraints, he tried to verbally protest but his jaw still ached too much to speak. Mr. Tallmadge walked over to him and leaned down, whispering something in his ear that made him stop resisting and look away from his dad.

Mr. Wilkins climbed over me, and though I didn’t think myself capable of crying anymore at this point, I did. I had never wished anyone dead in my life before, but now, as he lowered his lips to my breast and bit and sucked on me, I wished this coward of a man, this monster that had the audacity to touch me, knowing I was only in this situation because I loved his son and wanted his son safe, something he’d never once in his life even attempted to do for B, I wished him dead, painfully dead.

Alternative Currency (Part one) [Group sex] [multiple men] [paying off a debt] [questionable/coerced consent] [rough] [bondage] [slight sadism] [boyfriend forced to watch]

He was behind me and his hand gripped my throat, just beneath my chin, firmly. His goal was to hold my head still as he pressed his middle finger into my mouth and his other fingers pressed against my cheeks and lips. He was testing me, seeing if I would resist or obey as instructed. I lifted my tongue and sucked on his finger, mimicking the same pointed tip, curls and swirls I would employ while sucking cock.

He leaned down close to me, “I was hoping you would resist,” the old man growled.

I stared straight ahead and into the mirror standing in front of me. My wrists were bound behind my back, I was slightly suspended as the rope from my wrists was secured to the canopy above me and I was made to lean forward until all of my upper body weight caused the rope to dig into the soft flesh at the base of my palms. My ankles were tied wide apart, my knees offered very little support as a result. At the head of the bed lay a mountain of pillows and on top of the pillows, angled towards me, was a large ornate mirror.