Your Body Will Become a Vessel | Sci-fi, Tentacles, Forced, Impreg, Teen, Birthing, Non-con, Anal, Blowjob, Horror… kinda

**Hey guys. Something** ***very*** **different today, as you can see from the tags. I really enjoyed writing it, which surprised me, ‘cos I’ve never done anything like this before.**

**The idea comes from** [**u/nothingisnothing1**](https://www.reddit.com/user/nothingisnothing1/)**. She was super helpful, and gave me butt-ton of kinky ideas to work with. I hopefully will get some more story suggestions from her soon.**

**And, yes, this is another story where the main character is based off Margot Robbie.** [**Can you blame me though…**](https://s2.r29static.com/bin/entry/d25/x,80/2231315/image.jpg)

**ENJOY.**

Margot hated coming to the city. Sitting in the passenger seat of the car, watching the concrete monoliths roll by, she wished she could be at home tucked up in bed and reading a book.

Her Mum was driving, occasionally swearing under her breath at the congested Friday night traffic.

‘Yes, go on Mister.’ She snapped sarcastically at a passing car. ‘Overtake me in your stupid SUV. Christ, makes you wonder how some people pass their driving test.’

Margot didn’t reply. Her head was resting on the cool window, looking at a young couple arguing with each other outside a bar. The girl was storming off down the road, struggling to walk in her high heels. Why do girls wear them? She thought to herself.

I bedhopped from my gf to her sister, in the same night. [MF]

It’s a long one, sorry!

When I was 25, I dated a girl called Kelly, who was 24. Kelly was tall for a female, about 5’10. She sported shoulder length, dirty blonde hair, that was dead straight. Crystal blue eyes, and a big bright smile.
Her body was in good shape, with nice curves in all the right places, and large D cup boobs.
We were both healthy, fit young adults, and we had sex a lot!
We pretty much fucked every chance we got. In our cars, at the mall, every room in our houses, even a couple times in the forest.

Kelly and I still lived at home with our respective parents, at the time, (we were both saving up for an apartment together). We both had decent jobs, and things were going great, except for one small thing…
Kelly had a little sister.

Amanda was pretty much the opposite of Kelly. She was 18, about 5’2 and around 135, so she’s got some extra pounds on her. She wore short, jet black hair, in a pixie cut and had deep brown eyes, all framed within a cute round face. I didn’t know for sure, but it looked like she was a B cup.

Unicorn for a couple? [FFM] [F28]

I’ve been super horny lately and wrote a short story on Reddit to help me release some sexual tension. Naturally, people reached out in my DMs with all sorts of ideas on how they would use my body.

One Redditor reached out and I liked his style. Our conversation flowed and I let him know about my curiosity for tasting pussy and being with a woman. I consider myself (F28) straight and have only been with men, but I’m open to exploring. He said his wife was also curious so he looped her into our chat and all 3 of us started talking.

I was so turned on by their honestly and openness with each other and their bodies were amazing too. Fit… It was clear they worked out.

Most of the conversation was between the wife and I.

-She showed me pictures of her pussy, I sent back tits. –

-She told me her fantasies, I told her mine-

-She sent videos, I sent pictures of the toys I was using to pleasure myself.-

Eventually the guy chimed in and we were all worked up, ready to cum.

Summer fling [MF]

Her: “I got some new thigh high socks. Come over.”

Amazing. Last time she came over, we were discussing various turn-ons. I was still relatively inexperienced then, we were 22 and had been tumbling around the city, both in and out of the bedroom. The Playboy aesthetic informed much of what I found sexually attractive at the time and I loved those centerfolds that would wear thigh high socks. (Who am I kidding, I still do) I asked if she had a pair and she told me all about how she’d been exploring the role of pain in her arousal.

I hadn’t replied yet.

Her: “Just got a wax this week. Seemed like an important detail.”

We were platonic friends through high school and kept in touch through college. She got an internship in the town I had moved to after college. There was always a little bit of something between us and absence of parental oversight allowed for the introduction of naked times to our relationship.

Me: “I’m on my way.”

Her: “Apologies in advance. Craigslist roommate is here.”

When the Badass Comes Around: Chapter 3 (B/G) (Cheating)

When the Badass Comes Around: Chapter 3

PD woke up first and had a huge hardon. He raced out of bed to pee and hopefully get rid of it. Draining the main vein didn’t help as he couldn’t control himself and pissed on the shower wall. He quickly put on his pants and ran downstairs to get the free breakfast. He brought enough up for himself and Lynn. As they ate breakfast, she talked about how her boyfriend was coming home. He thought no big deal until she said it was at noon and she had to get home in time so he wouldn’t know. Lynn quickly did her makeup and hair while PD set up for the shower set. Lynn tried to get rid of that just fucked look as best as she could.

Into the shower she went for some poses. Then she dropped to towel revealing her nice C cup tits and body and a tattoo of a cartoon character on her lower back. They shower soon steamed up the room and they called it a day. PD quickly packed up and waited for Lynn to finish soaping and washing herself.

Changes Pt 3

This is a series of fictional short stories, all characters are fictional

**Changes Pt 3**

**Can’t Say No**

I couldn’t concentrate all week thinking about the massage at the hotel Abram had arranged for me. I knew of the hotel but had never been there, it was a 5-star hotel so I thought it must have been pretty good.

I think Paul my husband must have cottoned on to something as I guess now looking back, I was pretty distant, in my own little world, a dirty sex filled little world that I was loving.

Eventually I told Paul I was heading into town to the hotel for a meeting at the hotel, even though I’d never actually had a massage before.

On the day I was slightly nervous with a few butterflies in my stomach, what to wear, what would happen, what would the guy be like who was doing the massage?

I decided to dress in a patterned yellow light summer dress and had on a white pair of knickers that had a good V shape along the line of my legs down to my pussy and had a matching white low-cut bra. I felt free and easy wearing that it didn’t seem too restrictive and a quick look in the mirror had me feeling good about my look.

Laura’s Interrupted morning masturbation leads to horny day at work (Long, masturbation, teasing)

Laura was a 26 year old young professional. She was blonde, about 5-8, skinny with nicely curved hips. Her ass was like a shelf, plump and tight. She hit the gym and did yoga when she had the time. Her boobs were barely a C cup but they were perky and she loved the way her nipples look. She was definitely attractive and had some boyfriends here and there and quite a few hookups in college. But as she got older her sex life quieted down and she focused on her job and all the responsibilities of being an adult. She worked as a fashion consultant for a major company and she was good at it. She had been working on a team project for the summer line of clothes and had been helping prepare all week toward their presentation. It was Friday morning when her alarm sounded at 730am. Laura quickly grabbed the phone to silence it and turned onto her back to enjoy the comfy bed and warm blankets for a moment while she blinked herself awake. Laura laid there in a white tank top, no bra, and tiny gray shorts with no panties. Her usual bedtime attire. As she stretched her arms, two thoughts ran through her head, one was that she had a busy work day ahead and the team had that presentation meeting this afternoon. The next thought was “gee I feel all tingly between my legs”. As she shifted her legs she felt slickness between her lips and even some moisture on her outer labia and inner thighs. Her clit was radiating and her vagina felt open and empty. Then she noticed the butterflies in her lower tummy. A bonafide signal she was turned on. Her eyes opened wide as she yelped “Well fuck… I woke up horny this morning!” Laura realized it was around the time in her cycle that she was probably ovulating. She always got a little extra horny around then but never quite this sudden and obvious.

House Sitting (Faith in Pleasure Pt.5)

The chill of the water shot to her bones.

“That son of a bitch!” She thought as her brain started to panic from the shock. She quickly broke free from the water’s grip and gasped as she sucked a deep breath of air. It took a few seconds to notice his laughter and she turned to face him. His head was slightly lit from the glow of the twinkling fairy lights that were strung just out of reach. She felt warmth rush back to her body as it made its way to her cheeks. She quickly turned away to hide her blush and her mind flashed back to the series of choices that lead to this moment.

“Fuck, that isn’t fair!” [FM] [Fluffy & Soft]

You shake a sleeve of the dish water I’ve splashed across the sink. End of the night, it’s been left to you to tidy the kitchen… and, saint I am, I’m “drying” the dishes. 

Well, I was—but as I snicker, you grab the spray nozzle and turn it on me. “Any last words?”  Tongue to molar, I wrack for something clever. “You gonna blow me away?” (Not my best, but it’s nearly tomorrow, and all clever creatures have gone to sleep long ago.)

“I just might. I’m *crazy* enough,” you squint, and as you adjust your grip on the nozzle, you put just enough pressure that it sprays. All. Over. Tile, counter, me. Drenched.

“Honey, I’m so sorry,” you manage, nearly breathless. “You’re not sorry, you’re laughing!” “I’m laughing because I’m so deeply sorry,” you wheeze, “truly.” 

As you lean back and cackle, my bones start to rattle; it’s January, the forest, midnight. As soon as you see me shiver, your joy shifts to concern, though with a smile.