Kiwi Keep’s Changing! (Commissioned Work, Furrie, Anthro Race Swapping, Transformation, Wholesome Relationship, Bimbofication)

A Commissioned Work

Kiwi was just so fed up! She tried so hard! And she hated herself for it!

She stared into her mirror, it was a full length one, so she barely filled half of it. She was just a smol bun, with her fur in shades of grey. Light on her belly, and again around her bum and a floofy tail, but then darker going inward toward some almost black lines along her arms and legs. Her face was a middle shade of grey, but a dark patch wrapped around her left eye.

She blinked, her eyes and her hair matched. It was her greatest attempt to stand out! Be noticed! It kind of scared the nuggets out of her… But she had two different colored eyes, the left was yellow, the right was pink. She occasionally wondered what it would be like to be a albino bunny with nice simple white fur, and two pink eyes… Nope! Not her luck… So she did her best to embrace it, and she’d taken her long hair and dyed it blonde to match her left eye, with nice soft pink tips for her right.

Some erotic friend fiction I wrote for military girl. (FFFMM) (workplace) (coercion) (degradation) (long)

Inspection

Outwardly, you feel very put together today in your freshly pressed blues – your hair pulled back smoothly into a tight bun, face made up like a Saturday night on the St. Mary’s Strip , rather than for this unostentatious Friday morning. Yet you feel anxious and out of place. Nobody else is wearing them. Their drab uniforms of gray and olive make you a gleaming cornflower blooming over the ragweed. You asked when you first got in, “Did MSgt Miller tell you to wear blues today? No?” And still you haven’t seen him. ‘Strange,’ you say to yourself. He is usually among the first to greet you in the morning, and you can sometimes sense his glances from the opposite side hall. Usually, he makes his presence very known to you. You glance at the computer clock and see that it is nearly noon. ‘Even stranger,’ you begin to wonder, ‘he said just yesterday that he wanted to meet me in the conference room in 15 minutes, and that my blues better look perfect, but I haven’t seen him. Maybe he’s in there now,  meeting with the commander or someone else?’

The time a [F]lat tire got [M]e laid

(Warning this is a somewhat slow burn and pretty long, also gets somewhat rough as a trigger warning)

So I was fortunate enough to be able to take a few months off work in the fall/winter of 2020. I spent about three months traveling around road tripping, camping, and in general exploring all over the U.S. I started my trip in New England to catch the colors and enjoy the region before the weather took a turn for the worse.

I had found myself in Rhode Island exploring some old stomping grounds in Providence. With the Pandemic in full swing things in the area were almost dead. As a result, I had reached out to some friends and family and decided to take the suggestion to visit a semi famous seafood restaurant in the area…Let’s just call it Leo’s.

Took us [f40, m31] four attempts, but we finally got there. Long. [FM]

So I posted on raomd back at Christmas time, got a bunch of responses, hooked up with two of the respondents and would generally consider it a success. The real story begins at Round 4.

Me – 40, kinda mediocre mom bod, not quite a cougar, but not opposed to going younger. Short curly hair, nose ring, tattoos, 5’4”. 32/34DDD breasts, depending on the bra, size 8-10 depending on the jeans.

Sweet Home Alabama (respondent 1) – 31, fit, short and curly dark hair and around 5’10, or 11. Can’t remember.

To start out, Respondent 2 ate pussy like a god, but he didn’t seem to understand that misrepresentation of your looks and weight aren’t really a good way to get repeats. I’m not gonna say I’m a model, but I’m always super honest with what I look like. Plus, he wouldn’t leave afterwards, kept trying to pressure me for more, and I didn’t want to. BLOCKT. Take notes on that one, gents.

Well-Deserved Attention – MFM, Hotwife, Oral, Worship, Blindfold

Rachel was stuck in traffic, the unwanted consequence of a world returning to normal. On the bright side, it was Friday afternoon and she didn’t have to think about work for the next 24 hrs.

It had been a frustrating week for Rachel as she’d worked long days preparing her presentation for grant funding. Next year’s budget was reliant on securing the grant, and the pressure had been on her.

Fortunately, her husband James had been supportive, taking care of their three kids and making dinner every evening. For the last four weeks, Rachel’s routine had been emotionally draining. She had left early and arrived home late, barely time to kiss the kids goodnight before bedtime. But as always, James was her rock.

As Rachel looked in the rear view mirror, she got a glimpse of her ruffled hair and wrinkly clothes, and thought she looked frumpy. With her busy schedule over the last few weeks, Rachel had not been able to pay as much attention to her appearance as wanted. Everytime she looked in the mirror, her self-esteem fell farther and she only saw flaws, no matter how many times James told her she was beautiful.

When it [FF]inally happened. My first time with another girl.

Hi there, reddit! Before everything, I would like to introduce myself. My name is Julia, I am 25 years old from Brazil. After lurking for a couple of months, I’ve decided to create this account to share my own stories (from a happier and more active time before covid…).

For the first one, I decided to share a “losing virginity” story, but as my first time with a guy was when I was under 17 years old, I don’t feel comfortable sharing it, so I decided to share my first experience with a girl (which happened when I was 21 years old). I hope you enjoy my first one, because I want to keep writing many more!

By the way, while my name is truly Julia, everyone in my stories will have made up names.

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To start things off, you might be wondering how I look. I am brunette with a (normally) considerably long black hair (right now it goes until my nipples when I have it in front), and my skin is very white when I am not tanned. I have one small ring piercing on my right nostril, and 2 tattoos: a big one on my back that goes around a bit and finishes just under my left boob, and a flower on my left arm. I am more or less fit, and I am around 1.65m tall. I hope this is enough detail to help you picture me and enjoy my stories.

Wi[f]e’s Birthday Weekend Surprise: A Dildo Threeso[m]e [Long] [Oral] [Toys] [Foreplay/Teasing]

*I’m really honored that our most recent Gonewildstory (* [Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/m8hr4k/rough_fucking_my_wife_after_the_gym_and_filling/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) ) *got so much attention. Many reached out asking us to share more. This weekend is her birthday weekend so I wanted to surprise her with some kinky and sexy fun that we both love. I hope you enjoy the story, it’s quite long but I couldn’t bring myself to hold back on any details.*

*As a quick reminder, my wife is 5’9 with long brown hair, a slim and toned body with wide hips and a full ass. She has B cup breasts with the sexiest little pink nipples that get hard often. I am a 6’2 tall burly former athlete. I’ve got broad shoulders, big arms, strong legs and hips. My cock is around 6 inches and decently thick. I hope you enjoy the glimpse into our bedroom.*

Enjoy!

K and I use an app called Spicer to, well, spice things up. We share pictures (encrypted), have sexy discussions, and even dare each other. When she got home from work and was relaxing on the couch, I went into our bedroom and opened the app, sending her the following dare:

Implanted Reality (MF/FF) (Sci-Fi Erotica) (Oral)

This is the first chapter of a short I’m thinking about writing, let me know if you want to hear more and I’ll write more

Chapter 1

Annie squealed in ecstasy as the big football player looking dude fucking her pushed her over the edge. She couldn’t remember his name, but damn did he know how to fuck. His hard cock hammered into her over and over, stretching her out like she had never been before.

Soon she felt the stiffening of his shaft as he prepared to cum. As previously agreed, he pulled out before blowing his load. Annie sat up and wrapped her lips around his shaft just before he blew his load, filling her mouth. Greedily, she swallowed, savoring the taste of his salty cum as it overflowed down her chin.

Darkness came and Annie slipped into its warm embrace.

Annie squealed in ecstasy as the skinny goth looking dude fucking her pushed her over the edge. She couldn’t remember his name, but damn did he know how to fuck. His hard cock hammered into her over and over, pushing more deeply than anything she had ever felt before.

Life as a College Cuckold Boyfriend [consensual] [long] [some foot fetish] [MF]

*Note from the author: This story ended up being almost 3 stories in 1. Future installments will probably be a lot shorter, but leave your feedback below in terms of what you’d like to see. Note that this story includes more foot fetish content than my last one, but it is mostly in the last 1/3rd. While this story is a continuation of my last post, it should stand alone well enough to be read on its own.*

Now that I’ve told [our origin story](https://www.reddit.com/r/cuckoldstories/comments/m7zj1t/how_a_threemonth_breakup_made_me_a_cuckold/) to positive reviews, I can start getting into some of the other experiences Chloe and I have had over the course of our relationship. I think one of the things I’m most grateful for in our relationship is that we found and embraced this kink very young, whereas many don’t find it until much later in life. This allowed for a variety of experiences that usually only exist in fantasy, like the one below.

Training Annalise, Pt.6

(hey y’all and thanks so much for reading! This is my take on a young woman’s introduction to BDSM. Hope y’all like it! – Annalise continues to push her boundaries in new areas)

I was just sitting on the bed, wearing a pair of boxers, when my sex toy came in. It was clear from her hose that she was wearing lingerie, but she had that cute robe covering it.

“I am still wondering how you used those little pops on me. It was intense, but I want to know, do you intend to use those on me today?” There was an air of nervousness

“well OK, come over, let’s sit and talk,” I said. “So what I have been doing there is called “Impact Play” and, when applied just right, it, along with the power exchange that we talked about earlier, is what gets you into subspace. It from subspace that you get that intense orgasm, see?”

Annalise thought, and nodded, adding “I have to say, that subspace is like a drug, and I was hoping to be there again.”