Clementina, Part XXIX [GORE, extreme, sf/horror/fantasy, monsters, non-consensual, transgender, anal, lactation, TFFF, incest (m/s)]

WARNING: THIS IS, AT TIMES, A HORROR STORY. THIS PART INCLUDES BODY HORROR, WEIRD SLIMY EXTREME SEX, ANAL, INCEST, LACTATION, GORE, AND MORE. MUCH OF THIS STUFF IS BIOLOGICALLY IMPOSSIBLE.

EXTRA WARNING: THIS EPISODE HAS EXTREME GORE IN THE FORM OF SLOW IMPALEMENT.

As with the previous installments, if this sort of thing is not your cup of tea, please do not read any further. I want readers to have fun – not be disturbed and sad. Please heed all warnings!

If you’re the kind of person who ignores warnings and regrets it later, have this: r/eyebleach

There are transgender people in this story, there are monsters in this story, and there are transgender monsters in this story. I AM NOT IMPLYING TRANSGENDER PEOPLE ARE MONSTERS. I am just having fun with genders, ‘cause, after all, ain’t that the point?

This story assumes you have read all previous parts. If you haven’t you will probably find some of this bewildering.

This part continues chapter 6. This part begins immediately after Part XXVIII ends.
The Clementina story line is approaching its logical climax. There will probably only be a few more episodes before we wrap this thing up.

Lonely and horny right now

My tongue presses against the base of your shaft as my cheeks sink in, still holding you completely in my mouth. I turn my head side to side and grind my face into you. Your cock is surrounded by the tightness of my throat and you don’t feel me gagging.

I pull up just enough so you never leave my throat and push back down again, hard. I see your fingers gripping the sheets as I grind your organ into my needy throat. My mouth suctions you with just the right amount of pressure. I pull back up, all the way off and spit my spittle lewdly onto your cock several times.

My hand smears the silken spit lube on your shaft as I speak, “More?”

“Uh-huh” are the only words you can muster as you pant.

I pull my hand back and swallow you in one fluid gulp, straight down into my throat. I lift off my knees even more and arch my back so I can rock my face into you, digging your cock into my throat as far as it can possibly go. You feel my throat clenching your flesh as I start gagging. I open my mouth so you can hear the dirty, sloppy sounds that come from you being so far in my throat. My fingertips push into your taint, massaging your prostate with gentle pressure as my mouth comes up again, then back down just before you leave my throat.

[MF] A queer girl falls in love with her childhood best friend … fulfilling his fantasy of me as a cat girl wearing thigh high socks, collar, skirt, cat ears heels and a tailplug [Long Story, kinda cringey]

Hello everyone. Allie and A here again. I guess this is now a series or journal of sorts detailing our relationship as we move from childhood platonic best friends to lovers. Anyways, this is the story of how I fulfilled A’s age long fantasy of me, Allie, being a stray alley cat.

Also…not a furry. Ramble ramble ramble. Long story as usual.

Backstory of my nickname:

A and I grew up on the same street, his house was just a little bit past mine across the street. I’ve known him for my entire life. I honestly cannot recall a time in our life where he wasn’t around in my formative life. We got up to a lot of crazy disastrous adventures while we were growing up.

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 293-295) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]

**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.

Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.

## 293: The Special Prize

*Another volunteering?* Beatrice remembered how the last time worked out for all but one of the volunteers. She around and wondered who’d be stupid enough to fall for the same trick twice.

“Come now, don’t be shy! Two on one, three on one, ten on one—all perfectly legal! You have but one opponent! If Number Forty dies, everyone who fights against her advances to the next round while also keeping the weapon of their choice. And the one to deal a killing blow will win a special prize: one night with princess Mary!”

“*WHAT!?*” Ruby exclaimed.

Gossip instantly spread through the crowds.

“I know, I know, it’s a little hard to believe,” the announcer nodded and snickered. “After all, why would a princess lower herself to contact with some commoner rabble? Especially if she was already promised to one of the High Priest’s sex cultists. But worry not!

The Fourth Night, We Explored Pain [MF] [D/s] [BDSM] [choking]

Note: This is fantasy! Do not fuck around with choking to this extent in real life, it is hella dangerous. That makes the fantasy all the more powerful. Enjoy!

Zoe closed the apartment door behind her with a definite ‘click’, and began her journey. Evening was just settling over the city, the light fading, the sounds changing–the outside cafes were filling up, and Zoe caught snatches of conversation. “… up to Tahoe, but it means he’d want to stop at his weird friends in Sacramento,” “… can’t be bothered, I really can’t, but then he was like, I’ll pay you double, so…” These moments, catching little waves from the lives of others, walking silent and smooth through the crowds, always appealed to Zoe, made her feel very herself. She felt like a camera in a movie, floating down the sidewalk and capturing these moments, not even imagining the beginnings or ends of those fragments, just capturing the feeling of the moment. After an arduous week at work, she was ready for her weekend transformation. It began with this walk, from her apartment to his. Or rather, it began by dressing for him, for herself, in the way they’d talked about during the week. This was their fourth assignation, the fourth time she’d set herself onto a path whose end she couldn’t see.

A Real BDSM Story Part 3

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vcrg2i/a_real_bdsm_story_part_1/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

We finished and I gave her water and cuddles for aftercare. I’d have given her a snack if we hadn’t just eaten dinner. She was floating on her cloud and loving it. I gave her compliments and spooned with her. During a scene I’m a hard ass drill sergeant, but during aftercare I’m as friendly as Mr. Rogers.

We got to talking and she said that she wanted to take a room in her basement and make it into a dungeon. I told her to show it to me. She does, and it’s just a small room that can be secured by a padlock so her kids will never be able to see the inside. No BDSM equipment in there yet. I got turned on thinking about where a St. Andrew’s cross could go. I loved that she wanted to make a dungeon just so I could use it on her.

I kind of wanted to fuck my sub in the basement, but in her words, there wasn’t a single place not covered in cat fur. So we went back to her bedroom.

The Elven Cleric’s First Quest Doesn’t Go As Planned, Pt. 2 [M/F, D/s, Dubcon, Size Difference, Rough Sex, Wet Tunic Contest]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/v3iqeo/the_elven_clerics_first_quest_doesnt_go_as/)

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When Mildes returned from handing in her quest, Ragnar was waiting patiently for her. The mage who had given them a ride was already gone. The barbarian smiled when his elven companion emerged, his hand quickly grabbing hold of her plump rear. “So, give me my half of the gold and we’ll find a new quest. Sound good?”

Mildes took out the satchel of gold the guard had given her–but only after wriggling his nose at the dried cum on her otherwise perfect skin–and took out several coins. “Here, fifty for me and fifty for you.”

“Thanks, darling.” Ragnar held each coin up to the setting sun, as if inspecting its purity, before shoving them in his pocket. “Alright, well, before we grab another quest, I need a beer.”

The elf stammered, unsure if she wanted to partake in such a sordid ritual, “I’m really not the drinking type…”

“Nonsense! Everyone’s the drinking type.” Ragnar grabbed her hand and pulled her into a nearby tavern called the Rusty Crow. There was a bustling crowd inside—many patrons were already well on their way to being fully intoxicated, even though the sun had yet to set. Clearly, there weren’t a lot of other attractions in the small village of Hill Hollow.

[MF] Italian strip club owner finally fulfills his fantasy

I couldn’t stop gawking my eyes at the beauty in front of me. Ever since I saw Kara dance at the strip club, I was obsessed with her.

It was obvious that it wasn’t her first time dancing, since everything about her shows were sensual. Her beautiful body enchanted the men as she slid down the pole slowly with those long legs of hers and finished off the show with perfect splits. The way her firm tits bounced as she hit the floor had every man in here imagining themselves under her. I’ve always wondered what it would feel like to have her on top of me.

She has become my secret obsession, a desire that I needed fulfilled. I went to every one of her shows just so I could fantasize about what it would feel like to be with her… And inside her. Have her scream my name as I ram into her.

The last show of hers i attended i could almost swear she was looking directly at me as she shimmied those perfect tits in my direction.

The Tiny Terror [FF]

So I met this girl on some app. She was interested in being tied up and I quite enjoy tying people up. So we made plans to grab a drink at a bar. Initially I suggested a spot near me to make our rope plans easier but she counter-offered another place mentioning that that bar was a lil too close to home for her. It’s the neighborhood equivalent of the bar from cheers and there are folks at that bar trying to fuck each of us (I later learned), so this was a great call on her part.

We met up for beer and margaritas. The conversation was lively and flowing. At one point she mentioned I was cute and intimated that she might wanna fuck me, and I backed her up a bit and said really I’m just here for rope no sex implied or required as I prefer low pressure situations myself. We eventually made our way to another bar…one she was familiar with but was new-ish to me….we grabbed a drink and I beelined to an empty pool table. I summarily whipped her ass at pool—my eldest cousin who babysat for me growing up took me to the bar often and taught me to play since I was old enough to stand on a milk crate and throw back Shirley temples.

[M/F] Your Whole Body Belongs To Me [anal] [dom]

(if you’re not wet by the end of this I’ll give you an imaginary money back guarantee)

I’m gonna tell you to get on all fours like a dog.

My favourite position.

You know what’s coming. But you know I love teasing you so much. It makes you so wet, the anticipation, the tension, the edging. Your pussy tingles just thinking about it.

I take my firm cock and rub it on your soft ass cheeks. Slowly, round like the hands of a clock. Then I start rubbing it between those beautiful cheeks God gave you. Running it sooooo slowly along your butt crack.

“Head Down Baby. Ass Up. Spread Those Cheeks.” I Tell You.

“Yes daddy” you mumble.

As you obediently lean forward and your ass is opened, I get even harder and more animalistic. I grab your head with the heel my fingers and push it down to the ground.

Then I lift it and make sure there’s soemthing in your mouth. Your panties at least. Then I’ll push your head down hard. Driving it into the ground with the heel of my hand.