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Welcome Home, Sarah [Fiction] [FreeUse House]

It was a big off-white four bedroom home on the edge of the city that they all lived in together. The men of the house were Jeremy, Phil, Scott, and Weston.

Jeremy was white and stood about 5’10” with blonde hair; he worked as a nurse at the hospital in the city. He had just graduated and was 23 years old.

Phil was black and stood 6’1” with a fully shaved head. His goatee was always neatly trimmed as he worked as a lawyer. He was 31 and the house belonged to him.

Scott was white and stood 5’8” with brown hair. He was the humorous one of the house and made his living at a rival law firm to the one Phil worked at. It was actually how they had met. They were best friends now. Scott was 28.

Weston was the quiet one. He didn’t come out of his room often and spent a lot of time on his computer. The others constantly teased him about spending too much time on Pornhub. He was 6’1” with brown hair and worked as a software engineer for a car company in the city. He was 23. Read more »

A Pet (Part 2) [corruption] [transformation] [mf]

This is part 2. Part 1 can be found here:

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When she finally came to, it was in a frenzy. She knew that she needed to get up, needed to fend off the doctor from controlling her and injecting her again. She needed to go home, or just to go somewhere, anywhere from here. She was up out of bed, ready to defend herself, but the doctor wasn’t there. The room was empty besides her, the bed, a bookshelf, and a desk. There was a set of neatly folded clothes on the desk and a note: Wear Me. Besides that was a glass of water. Presumably instructions were not needed to know what to do with that. She wanted to refuse the clothes but the patient gown had a habit of being much more revealing that she wanted. Also, if she wanted any chance to escape here, and get home after that, it would do her well not to do so dressed like this. She glanced at the door before stripping. Just the gown was hanging off of her curvy body and as she lifted it over her head, she surprised herself at just how good it felt to run her hands over her own naked body. Her heart was racing to escape though and she ignored the feeling and got dressed into a pair of tight fitting jeans and an athletic top, still with no underwear. With that finished she rushed her way out of the room, assuming it was alarmed in some way, and ran her way back out and onto the streets. Read more »

Looking for an RP friend

I have been floating around and been reading alot of stories, was wondering if there was anyone out there that would be willing to chat and RP a kinky story, incest, bondage, inflation, and any kink is welcome. Send me a PM if you’re interested

[Meta] I’m looking for a male beta reader for a smut one-shot

I’m writing a sub-2500 word story from a male perspective and want to make sure I didn’t bollocks up the sex scene. Scene itself will be less than 1000 words. I’d be super psyched to find someone to help with this.

Feel free to delete if this is not the appropriate sub, it just seemed like one of the more active ones for smut writing.

Swollen Chapter 3 (Female: impregnating/inflation/breeding kink)

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I [F] squirted into my panties at the office

I wanted to dress sexy today. I wanted to feel as though I had a big date to look forward to, even if it was only with myself. After so many rough weeks, I woke up feeling amazing. It might have to do with the fact I crawled under my blankets last night after trembling and gushing and melting on my bedroom floor.

It might also be that I’m ovulating, and my thoughts were dripping with lust and want and need. I wanted to be noticed. My outfit consisted of a soft white button-down that’s thick enough to disguise my lack of a bra, my tightest pair of black pants to keep my butt-plug snug, and knee-high burgundy boots that always made me feel exceptionally naughty. And the peachy fragrance I only kept for special occasions.

You might have caught me on the train today. Sitting quietly and pretending to read a book, pretending I didn’t have a plug up my ass and wasn’t mentally undressing every other passenger. Undoing their buttons and yanking down their underwear until I found what I wanted. Salivating at the thought of big hard cocks throbbing in some tall guy’s slacks. Heart aching as I imagined burying my face in another girl’s needs. Read more »

Birthday treat.

Mine to unwrap
started at the top
her breasts on full view
hard nipples too.

The blanket revealing more
I was smiling as I saw.
She moved closer I wanted
to lick the screen.
Her pussy a dream.

A finger of hers dissappeared
from view.
By the sound I knew
wet and squishy she
was fingering her pussy.

I could no longer ignore
the feeling in my groin.
My jeans were getting tighter
it was time for her to see
the effect she had on me.

As she moved faster
so did I.
Twitching and throbbing
I was coming.
Still hard I came again.
Her message
Happy Birthday
from a friend.

Swollen Chapter 2 (Female:impregnating/breeding kink)

swollen chapter 2

I’m shaking. I sit on Elliot’s bed, sprawled out with my huge belly extended to the sky. I look at it frightfully. Round and white and throbbing occasionally. You know, that jerking kind of muscle throb? Yeah, that’s gotta be all this is. It’s just… it’s just food. But. It’s gotten so much bigger overnight. I try to ground myself. I know this can happen after too much eating and drinking, especially when you binge. Especially when you have such rough engaging sex the night prior. I keep reminding myself: it’s just food, it’s just food, it’s just food. My belly finally stops jerking around, but it’s still swollen and hard-soft to the touch. I sit up again. Ok… it’s over. I put pull my pants over the bulge and see if it’s still noticeable. It is.

God, the tightness is getting bad. My skin still has a thick layer of fat over it to cover this huge circle. So when I sit up the fat spills over it and covers most of the mysterious swelling. At least I can hide it with a shirt. Mines too small, so I grab a sweatshirt from Elliott’s closet. Read more »