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BFORE YOU POST, KNOW THIS! Cowboy!6UZGZTHCak ## Mod ## 10/06/30(Wed)19:25 No. 8547 ID: 5eefb3 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts] Stickied

ALL REQUESTS FOR STORIES OR STORY CONTENT ARE TO GO IN THIS THREAD! ALL STORY REQUESTS NOT POSTED IN THIS THREAD WILL BE DELETED AND THE POSTER MAY BE BANNED. ALL COMMENTS QUESTIONS, AND OTHER OF THE LIKE ARE TO GO HERE AS WELL! Also, if you don't have constructive comments, keep them to yourself. Or you'll get banned for being an ass. This is not /b/, you have been warned.

Make sure that you check out http://asstr.org or http://storiesonline.net, or any other of the fine erotic literature sites, or GOOGLE IT! THEY MAY HAVE THE STORY ALREADY THERE!…Where ever that may be….Also, any plagiarism will result in a BAN!


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Old Fic Hunter 14/07/18(Fri)22:50 No. 22094 ID: 6b9027

Years ago I remember reading a story that spanned a bunch of chapters. It was like the journal entries of a Scientist who gathered a bunch of different women for sexual experiments.
There was a futa, a woman with huge breasts and crazy lubrication, a mother and daughter duo, and a few others I think.
Been looking for this for many moons lol. Any help appreciated.




READ BEFORE POSTING! Cowboy!6UZGZTHCak ## Mod ## 10/06/30(Wed)19:11 No. 8546 ID: 5eefb3 [Reply] Locked Stickied

This is a thread for ALL AUTHORS and READERS. Though you are not required to, I would recommend that you save your story in a post able form, this is to ensure that your story stays preserved and that if 7chan is to go down AGAIN. Also, if anyone has something available as far as web space for an archive, please e-mail me at 1subject@live.com.
I also recommend to everyone that you visit us at the IRC at irc.7chan.org in /elit/ channel. Research it and please stop in, any questions you have about well, ANYTHING can be answered there. There are many good different types of IRC clients, some can attach right onto your browser. So find one and set it up.
3litchan is gone as far as I know. Don’t asking nothing more, ‘cause on that subject….I don’t know nothing’, I just work here.
Adios,
Cowboy




Crusade Gone Awry Tater Chips 14/07/27(Sun)13:13 No. 22123 ID: 62b1d7 [Reply]

Howdy ya'll! I'm a writer, a published one (nothing you've read, nothing I will point out). A very odd (and dirty) idea popped in my head one day and I decided to write it down. It's a little too dirty and weird to be published so here I am! I came here a long time ago to get my rocks off so I thought I would post it here. Now, is it publishing quality? No. Something I intend to be published must be rewritten at least three times before I even try to submit it. This was only written once. I also don't have an editor on this one, but I did do my best to clean it up.

This story is about a crusaders from a far-off land heading to a desert island in search of a Demon King. Instead they find horrible sex monsters and suffer terrible fates. In the end, they discover a shocking secret that changes everything they thought they knew.

What does this story contain? Well, off hand it contains puppet/doll transformations, hypnotism, tentacles, lolicon (not a child, only looks that way), rape, female/male domination, dark material (death, dismemberment etc.), monsters, anthropomorphic characters, bestiality, anal, S&M, abuse, impregnation and much more that I am not thinking of at the moment or I might insert.

Also, the first chapter is very wordy. I apologize if you don't like that, but it gets more dirty as time goes on.

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Chapter 1

The first ship arrived at the port. It was a longship and as it rolled up to the pier a man jumped out. Like all the people on his boat, he was dressed in plate armor, decorated with a bright, flaming bird on the breast plate. He knelt down onto the wood and thanked the goddess for his safe trip. Many of the other men and women on the boat did the same as they stepped onto the pier. The first man, clearly the leader, scanned out across the ocean. He could see countless other longships, rowing rapidly towards him. Many of them would have to anchor around the port and walk over the boats, but they made it. The last human stronghold on the continent. The man turned towards the city. He thought he might have been seeing a mirage when he first got close, but he wasn't. The city was much larger than he thought it would be. There were buildings with ornate domes crammed into high walls that covered a semi-circle around the coast. There were thousands, perhaps tens of thousands living in this city. It certainly didn't look like a place on the verge of being annihilated. Instead it looked like a paradise, with palm trees, a beautiful coast and colorful domes on some of the larger structures. Moreover, the entire place looked intact and untouched. Still, it was not his place to question the High Priest of Vordan. He was on a mission from the goddess and he intended to fulfill it. He turned to the common soldiers in the boat.

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Anonymous 14/07/28(Mon)11:29 No. 22128 ID: 1a1fd2

Glorious, please continue


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Tater+Chips 14/07/28(Mon)11:56 No. 22129 ID: 62b1d7

>>22128

'Kay. I check back like every hour since I post this. It's been a day. I'm losing heart. I give up. I am about to go to bed, decide to check one more time. See this. My reaction:

http://0-media-cdn.foolz.us/ffuuka/board/m/image/1370/45/1370455094804.gif




My Supernatural Brother Mint 13/06/11(Tue)04:57 No. 19149 ID: 62b1d7 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

Summary: Sadie's brother has always been beyond normal, what with his ability to manipulate people's memories, feelings and thoughts with a simple touch and to have every pubescent girl to find him irresistible, but when Sadie's memories start going up missing, mysterious debts piling up and her brother getting involved in more and more shady business, can she find out what he's up to before they both end up paying the price?

Contains: anal, oral, pregnant, bondage, mind control, group sex, interracial, shota, M/F, F/F, M/F/F, M/F/F+, M/M, incest, uniform (as in, having sex in one), virgin, masturbation, toys, slavery, traps, and probably more I'm not thinking of.

(A/N: Yep, I'm back. I'm going to try and keep this one short. I think that was my problem with my other stories. I'm very busy so I don't know when I'll update this next, but it won't be like my frequent hiatuses. Also of note is that while this chapter is almost entirely under-aged girls, the entire story will not be that way. The brother will help some people with...odd requests. On with the show!)

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Her name was Sadie Hendrix. Her parents died when she was young and she remembered them very little. She was instead raised by her older brother with money he got from...interesting sources. After their parents died he somehow got himself declared emancipated, an adult and her guardian. How could he have managed to do all of this so young? Well...he wasn’t what one would call a normal person.

Sadie’s alarm went off. She groaned and flopped around for several moments, trying to get up the strength to turn it off. When she finally did she still didn’t get up. She felt stiff and weak. She had woken up this way for quite some time now. She also had a fever that would go on and off. Suffice it to say she seemed to have a recurring illness that just wouldn’t go away. Her brother had taken her to the doctor to have her tested for a variety of things. The doctors stated that she probably just had a stubborn bug and be sure to get plenty of rest. Sadie groaned and got up from her bed. Whatever it was, she hoped it would soon be over. She stepped into her bathroom and gazed at herself in the mirror. She had golden blonde hair and brown eyes. She also had freckles that dotted her face. Her body was also losing the stubbiness of being child and was beginning to elongate into a teenager. It made her look very mature for twelve years old. Right now however she was looking at her skin rather than her body. The paleness had seemingly faded from her cheeks and her eyes looked bright again. A week ago she almost looked like a ghost. Perhaps the doctor was right. She had a big night ahead of her. Every Friday her brother and she went to play laser tag. Lately, because of her illness, she hadn’t been able to. With all the wei Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Mint 14/07/27(Sun)13:15 No. 22124 ID: 62b1d7

>>22121

Yeah, I miss him too.








Wait a minute...


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Anonymous 14/07/28(Mon)05:08 No. 22126 ID: 17c83c

>>22124


Please tell us life has found you in a way that allows you to expand on this epic.


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Tater Chips 14/07/28(Mon)05:28 No. 22127 ID: 62b1d7

>>22126

HAW HAW! Just kidding, it was me. Actually, I'm Mint's roommate (no homo). He's um...temperamental to say the least. When I wrote my story (which is lower in the list, feel free to look at it...winkwink) I showed it to him and he mentioned this place. He said he really liked it here, but he won't come back again. He SAYS that it wouldn't be fair to you guys as he drops stories so quickly. He gets writer's block really easy and felt like that if he started on this he would just quit eventually again. So in short: it's not you, it's him. He just needs to see other people.




Roommates (loli) Anonymous 12/10/06(Sat)11:32 No. 17319 ID: 5c8966 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

It all started when I was 19, in my first semester at college. I'd moved away from home and into my first apartment, and got my first roommate as well. He was a year younger than me, but unlike me he hadn't spent a year after graduating highschool saving up his money for tuition and rent. His parents died in an avalanche at a ski resort, and between their considerable savings and the payout from the life insurance, he could afford college and not have to work for years. I hadn't known it when I met him at orientation and we decided to share an apartment, but he also had custody of his 11 year old sister.

The apartment was big, and nicer than I could have ever afforded on my own, so all three of us had separate bedrooms (hers was supposed to be a laundry room or something originally.). I also discovered my roommate was a bit of a dick who neglected his little sister.

I don't think it was intentional, more a result of losing his parents and having to adjust his plans for the future to revolve around caring for his sibling, and he probably wasn't ready for that sort of responsibility. But unless he needed to give her a ride or buy her something she needed, he basically didn't interact with her. He also barely did anything with me; maybe once a week he'd play video games with me, but he spent nearly all his time in class or shut in his room studying.

His little sister was cute, with her blue eyes, freckles, and short, light brown hair, but obviously way too young for me. She didn't play with dolls or anything, so I guess she was mature for her age, but she also spent all her time shut in her room when she wasn't at school. And I don't think she had any friends at her new school either.

After a month or so with my new roommates, we'd settled into a routine. If they weren't exactly friendly, they weren't bad either; quiet, clean, and they were the only way I could afford a really nice apartment just a block from campus.

I wish I'd known then what I know now. It'd have saved me a lot of grief.


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Anonymous 14/07/24(Thu)06:19 No. 22114 ID: a3754e

would deffo settle for hack shit tho. this aint the paris review of books


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Anonymous 14/07/24(Thu)08:05 No. 22115 ID: 5a335c

>>22114

Get a load of this pleb.

We have waited half a year soon, what is a week or a month more to us now? Quality is worth the wait.


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Anonymous 14/07/27(Sun)20:59 No. 22125 ID: 03cb57

>>22096
Dude, from one writer to another: you can't wait for inspiration to strike. It will never strike you if you're not already writing. Sit down and write. The disgusting perverts here are waiting with bated breath and throbbing erections for the rest of your story. Don't you want to give it to them?




A Sissy Story Dee 13/01/12(Sat)18:49 No. 18110 ID: 9b0c45 [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

PART I

James swallowed hard as he walked toward the front door. He rang the doorbell and stood fidgeting on the stoop. James was a popular enough guy. He was a surfer with the classic long blond hair, blue eyed beach bum look, he was also a star swimmer -- the only freshman to make the varsity squad. Despite this he was nervous. This was the first time he’d gone to a girls house when her parents weren’t home. Not only that, but the girl, Julie, was the hottest freshman at school. The door swung open and Tommy, Julie’s brother, stood inside.

“Hey come on in,” said Tommy.

James stepped through the door and looked up at Tommy -- a senior and the captain of the swim team. He was at least 6 inches taller than him. Most guys were taller than James, who was barely 5-foot 7-inches. He walked into the hallway and looked into the living room where Chris -- Tommy’s best friend -- was sitting on the couch playing xbox. Chris was a wrestler and was short and broad chested, although he was still taller than James.

“Who invited the midget?” Chris called out.

“My sister,” said Tommy. “She’s upstairs in her room. Go on up its the first door on the right.”

James thanked Tommy and gave Chris the finger as he ran up the stairs. He took a deep breath and slowly opened the door. Julie was laying on her bed listening to her ipod and flipping through facebook on her laptop. She was laying on her stomach in just a sweater and panties. Her socked feet were crossed in the air behind her.

James felt his cock grow in his pants as he admired her smooth cream colored legs that led to a large round ass and narrow waist. Her straight blond hair was cut into a short bob. She looked back noticing James. Her big blue eyes widened and her pink lips parted leaving a surprised look on her gorgeous face. She pulled a blanket over her legs.
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Anonymous 14/06/11(Wed)03:48 No. 21924 ID: 638974

this needs a bump


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Anonymous 14/07/12(Sat)02:26 No. 22060 ID: a06bd3

this might be dead but it deserves one more bump


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Anonymous 14/07/26(Sat)06:49 No. 22122 ID: a9d5a0

R.I.P.
http://youtu.be/aJxrX42WcjQ




Conquering With Darkness Mint 11/04/14(Thu)06:51 No. 11868 ID: 8c6d64 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

This is the sequel to Toying with Darkness. If you want to read the first one without going through the pages of this board, it can be found here:

http://original.adultfanfiction.net/story.php?no=600103154

I have to voice that I'm a bit concerned about posting a sequel. New people come across this story, don't want to bother reading the original and then just move on. I'll post a summary of the first story after this chapter. I'm just too tired to write it now and I want to begin this story. So for first time readers who are too lazy to read the original, hit reply to find the summary and if it's not there yet, just be patient.

And it begins. This one contains a shit ton of battles, some death, some drama and a whole lot of sex. If you'll notice on the tags I added a new one since I posted it on my blog. I forgot to include it. I'm sure you'll enjoy.

Tags: Anal, orgy, incest, orgy, bestiality, abuse, angst, anthro, Bondage, sadism, masochism, body modification (in every sense of the term), corruption, dominance (male to female, female to female and female to male), exhibitionism, lesbianism (a lot), futanari, humiliation, underage, pedophilia (lots), mind control (demon powers), character deaths (some you might not want to), pregnancy, oral, rape, slavery, masturbation, transformation, violence, gore, blood-drinking, pissing, plushie (you heard me), bunny sex (not kidding), lactation (yeah, I'm going there)

ON WITH THE SHOW!!!!!

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Chapter 1
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Mint 13/06/09(Sun)22:34 No. 19132 ID: 62b1d7

>>19128

I'll post it here. Almost done with the first chapter.


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Rain 13/06/10(Mon)15:24 No. 19143 ID: 4c099f

>>19132
Bitchin'. I'm interested in all of those things.


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Anonymous 14/07/26(Sat)04:01 No. 22120 ID: 1a33d2

Can't quite let it go yet. This is still some of the best writing around on this board.




Cheats (Mg, MC, anal) Uncle Rick aka Uninvited aka urmom 14/07/09(Wed)14:39 No. 22052 ID: c1fbfe [Reply]

Don't mind me, just dropping this steaming pile of blatant, self-indulgent, no-plot, pablum crap right over here while I refuse to finish The Laws of Hospitality, or The Hunger, or my shapeshifter story, or any of the other butt-nuggets I've scattered here and elsewhere on teh intrawebz. You guessed it, I ripped it off in a couple long nights, and I haven't even bothered to proof. Hope it helps you stain a few socks. I may write more later, but as usual, I'll probably drop this "story" right as you're starting to get interested, or I'll force some crappy full-circle bullshit on the end like the talentless hack I am.

Anyway, hope you like it!

*** *** *****

The girls were just friends, but they might as well have been twins. Well, fraternal twins. Both had natural blonde hair, button noses, slim, dancer's builds, and Scandinavian features, but they weren't identical. One had pale, ice-blue eyes, while the others were deep forest green. They wore tiny bikinis that did very little to conceal lean, toned, and tanned bodies just on the earliest cusp of pubescence. I never saw one without the other, and that wasn't a bad thing in the least. They'd arrived three days ago, and I'd kept a loose eye on them, always behind a pair of sunglasses, of course. I only rarely saw either set of parents, and every time I did, there was generally a beer can in their hand. The girls came and went from their rooms generally as they pleased, and spent hours on the beach with no supervision whatsoever.

Perfect.

A couple months ago, a situation like this would have come as an enormous surprise. I'd have had a hard time believing that parents would allow their preteen daughters to wander the resort in tiny little bikinis, completely unsupervised, but it's shockingly common, especially among the kind of people who can afford to come stay at places like this. If you chose this place, it meant you had money, and in spades. You'll certainly find your fair share of helicopter parents, and nuclear families tended to stick together, like herd animals, but there's a sizable minority that simply let their kiddos wander as they please, content in the knowledge that nothing truly bad could happen at a place this expensive. After all, tourism was this country's primary source of income, and the local cops were well motivated to keep any undesirables from coming near. What was the worst that could happen?

I'd come for a short vacation, a way to get away from the world for a while. I'd ended up staying the better part of the summer. I'd long overstayed my reservation, which would have been a problem for most people.

I am not most people.
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Exceptional Kal 14/07/22(Tue)22:45 No. 22110 ID: 1159d0

Uncle Rick, I absolutely love your writing, any more of this coming in the future?


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Anonymous 14/07/25(Fri)11:02 No. 22118 ID: 2f0627

Be honest, who else skipped all the backstory stuff, "finished" reading the story, and then was super interested in how he got the powers and went back?


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Anonymous 14/07/26(Sat)03:31 No. 22119 ID: 39cc23

Whoa.




The Laws of Hospitality Mg, gg, or so it would seem... 12/10/26(Fri)20:17 No. 17526 ID: 5e7fa1 [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

Another Saturday, and my 'guest' was still playing her strange game. Wherever I went, she followed, gaze unwavering. It was a predator's stare, so out of place on that little wisp of a girl, but I was used to it by now, and I barely noticed anymore. It's amazing what you can get used to, given enough time. It had been more than a month since she'd levered herself into my home and life, and she had yet to speak a single word. Having seen what I had, I was inclined to let her keep her silence. Living without conversation was no great burden for me, so I'd eventually managed to regain some sense of normalcy. I gave each task my full attention, pouring my focus into every action. I made a ritual of yet another mundane task as I made us both eggs and french toast, as we ate in silence, as I cleaned up after. I didn't notice at all how my shirt's too-big collar slipped, careless, down one slender, pale shoulder. I didn't watch as she licked daintily at a spot of syrup on her delicate finger, her eyes never leaving me as she slid it between her lips. I pointedly avoided noticing the way a lock of her hair, dark and straight and silky smooth, only slightly mussed despite the night's sleep, fell across her cheek in a way the begged my fingers to brush it back behind her ear. I was so busy not noticing that I damn near missed my mouth with my next bite, and the laughter danced behind those deep dark eyes, so deep you could drown in them, so dark they might as well be black.

I finished quickly, then stood, taking my plate. I could do just as good a job not noticing at the sink as anywhere. I didn't take her plate for the same reason one does not take an antelope from a feeding lion. She'd leave it when she chose, syrup and powdered sugar scattered like blood and offal, but I'd deal with that when the time came.

I spent the morning in the studio, along with my exra shadow. I'd packed up everything but the old Bride of Frankenstein to ship out on Monday. To tell the truth, I didn't really have anything left to do, but it was a grand old poster, and I enjoyed looking at it. Ray had sent it to me faded, folded, and dog-eared, but it had still been a beautiful poster for all that. God knows where he'd found it, but that was his business. I just made her pretty again. She'd fetch $200,000 at the very least, if I didn't miss my guess. The way the market had picked up lately, and with Ray running the auction I wouldn't be surprised at all if she went for double that. I spent an hour or two making a few final touches, but I was mostly running on force of habit. It had been done for a few days now, I just liked looking at it.

On the way out, I passed an empty canvas. That was for my own work. I hadn't done a project of my own in months now. I kept meaning to, but it never seemed like the right time. None of my originals ha Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 14/05/21(Wed)05:55 No. 21803 ID: 3d7113

>>19511
Indeed, please update!


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Anonymous 14/07/21(Mon)19:55 No. 22101 ID: ad4858

>>19511
please post whatever you had written


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Anonymous 14/07/24(Thu)18:14 No. 22117 ID: e92a60

OP, pls.

This is one of the best fucking threads on the board, abs I've always had a soft spot for Irish stories. The Leanansidhe in this one is fucking incredible; literally mai waifu.

Even if it's just the outline, please come back, OP.




How to Catch a Cheater (MF, gender bender, sci-fi) Anonymous 14/05/13(Tue)16:36 No. 21754 ID: f440cf [Reply]

I couldn't help grumbling to myself as I turned off the highway in my '98 Civic. The problem that had been gnawing away at my psyche for the last 2 months had now reached a point where inaction was simply impossible. I felt betrayed, angry and very much at my wit’s end. I was going to find out for certain if my wife was cheating on me, whatever that took.

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We had met in high school after being grouped together for an assignment by our teacher. Mary was 15, with dark, greasy hair, small frame and a pale complexion. Additionally, there was not much in the way of breasts. On the other hand, I was 16, a bespectacled nerd-type, tall and lanky. We made each other laugh and with our parent's permission, we started "dating." All through high school we stayed together, but while I gained a bit of a hunch from my time in front of the computer, Mary's complexion cleared, her breasts grew and she developed into an astounding beauty.

If she was aware of our disparate levels of attractiveness come prom, she never showed any sign and we both lost our virginity that night. That September we both entered Northwestern as freshman. Mary studied English and I studied biotechnology. Through all four years we stayed together, and were married the following summer. Through all that time, Mary was always the most beautiful woman in the room, and was always the object of male attention at parties. I swear that I was never jealous and with good reason, I was nailing the most beautiful girl in the world, not just regularly but constantly. Her sexual drive was more than a match for mine and she seemed to have eyes only for me.

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I was now in my 2nd year of grad school at Northwestern and it had been more than 2 months since my wife had shown any interest in sex. Admittedly, I had been particularly busy over the last few weeks, but that was not uncommon and had never affected my sex life before now.

As a scientist, I was trained to examine the variables and collect data to test my hypothesis. The hypothesis in this case was that she was sleeping with her yoga instructor or her tennis instructor, both activities coinciding with her sudden lack of interest. In order to collect data, I had hired a detective more than 2 weeks ago and had yet to hear any news. Just now, however, my wife was suddenly out of town for a "family emergency" and would be gone for the foreseeable future.

To anyone else, this would mean brooding or sulking until her return, but fortunately for me, her absence gave me a unique opportunity to test my theory. As the car turned into the empty parking structure, I prepared to something unimaginable only a few months ago. Using my key I entered the building, which was as empty as I would have expected on a Sunday afternoon, prepared to steal the cutting edge research that had been the most significant part of the last year&# Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 14/05/25(Sun)01:20 No. 21821 ID: edbc81

>>21757
This, except gender/body swap is one of my fetishes, especially with impreg/preg. Pretty good story, keep up the good work.


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Anonymous 14/05/25(Sun)07:08 No. 21824 ID: 5c4322

As a mtf with a ftm boyfriend, if fucking only.


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Anonymous 14/07/24(Thu)11:44 No. 22116 ID: 2c66f5

you should read the manga "Family Compo". It has a very similar situation as you. With the ftm and mtf couple as the parents. Its pretty good. here is a link
http://www.mangaeden.com/en-manga/family-compo/




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