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Hello everyone! I'm looking for a story I got on Morpheus/whatever the old P2P used to be called back in the nineties, but I can't remember anything about it other than that it was about a brother and sister, the sister was a "true" hermaphrodite, no body hair, could cum, couldn't get herself pregnant but could get others/get preggers by others. If this is enough detail to remind someone of it and find it, much internets will be given.
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>>7987 Ah-hah! Got it, thanks!
This is a story based in the 40k universe, so forgive me if there is a lack of context. it's rather hard to explain everything at once within the story, so you may want to do some back reading if you enjoy, if you enjoy. Cheers. ---- Chapter 1 Name: Seras Eriam Sex: Male Date of Birth: Unsure [Deparmento Munitorium missive for uncovering: approved] Age: 20 (claimed) Height: 2 metres Weight: 89 Kg Origin: Krieg; Mid-underground zone, demilitarized Current Rank: Sergeant – Eligible for enhancement based on performance. Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>8049 Not that I totally don't trust you, but what's that from?
It's from the novel "Cain's Last Stand".
For 40k nerds you guys don't seem to know a lot of the backstory.
Tags: Dickgirls, gallons of cum, massive cocks, huge insertion, breast-expansion, stretching, cum-inflation, transformation, public sex, semi-non-consensual, fisting, tentacles, forced-exhibitionism, food, double-penetration, dildos, anal, weird-sex-bikes, cock-tongues, gender-change, invisibility... probably more. In case you hadn't figured it out, this story is tremendously /d/. On the request of some poor, perverted souls, I'm reposting this: Ignore the fact it has a main character called Hermione and is all about wizards and shit, it's just an excuse to fantasise about Emma Watson in various outlandish scenarios, there's nothing else Potter-esque here. I won't post it all at once because I'm a terrible prick-tease. Chapters 1 and 2 to begin with: On the night of her eighteenth birthday, Hermione was chatting with a few friends, sat in her room, enjoying her celebration. One of the girls, named Susan, offered her a piece of cake that she casually tossed in her mouth and chewed down. As she swallowed, she noticed smirks begin to spread across Susan and the other girl's faces. "Now we start to really enjoy your birthday" Susan said to the other girl's amusement. It suddenly dawned on Hermione what had happened, "The cake..." "Laced with enchantments. We wanted to be sure you'd have a great night, but... well, we figured you were a little stuffy to do it willingly. It took us a long time to get that cake made you know. Lots of powerful spells just waiting to be triggered, you've probably noticed the first already." Hermione had noticed it. She was trying to leave, to find some way of dispelling whatever was on that cake, but her body wasn't responding. She was being controlled utterly by Susan and her friends. "Please, don't do this. I'm your friend!" "Don't worry Hermy, you're going to enjoy yourself. Whether you want to or not. Now, let's begin, shall we?" At a flick of Susan's wrist, Hermione noticed strange feelings began to flow through her body. What do they have planned? He Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
MOAR please, tis much appreciated. An excellent story so far
I love you <3
>>8126 D'awwwww. Glad you guys are enjoying it.
Hey guys, I know no one ever reads the opening up here, but this is the first time I've submitted anything to /elit/, so constructive criticism is welcome. I'll post the first two chapters tonight, and try to write them each day or two and have them posted for you guys. Thanks! A Man No More [TF, MF, MMF+, FF, slave, etc.] Chapter 1: Man Up “Come on, Sam, it’ll be fun, and you need to relax anyway!” My girlfriend was quite stubborn. More so than myself, which means I would end up losing this argument. “Hun, it’s a salon,” I argued back. “It’s my eighteenth birthday, I don’t think spending it in some fruity salon is what I’ve been waiting years for.” That’s right, Clarissa, my girlfriend, was trying to drag me to some salon and spa for men. She had gone to a salon for her eighteenth birthday two weeks ago, and had it in her head that I would love it too. Obviously, I’m not quite as interested. “Please, baby? I just want us both to feel perfect.” Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
Chilton loses his last shred;he splices some of his pets he'd been experimenting on(small animals he'd been torturing) and turns the reasearch staff into his own Furry Personal Army.Sammy and the girls fight them for ultimate control of the facility.Sex.
>>8112 GTFO Furfag.
ok three ways this should go. One the chicks start getting crazyier and more violent escalating to murder chilton watches and eats a sammich, Two the chicks gang up and plan out a bunch of depraved shit for him and just before this happens he activates some mind control chip of some sort then makes them make him a sammich, Three main character (forgot name and are too lazy to remember/find) escapes the facility and calls for a cabbie and when he comes near see that he has fuzzy dice in the mirror so all Main character could say was that this cab was rare but thought nah forget it yo home to bel-air, chilton then eats a sammich. but seriously the third situation escape and some sort of escape chase-hideout story
"WAKE UP!" 'Wait... was it all just a dream?' Seth groaned at the sound of his room mate's yelling. Mornings were not his favorite time of day. "SETH! WAKE UP! If we are late again, Headmaster will have your ass!" At this he immediately sat up. Even on the last day of school, he didn't dare piss off that sadistic, demonic being that lived under the guise of a woman. It was indeed his last day, not that Seth seemed to notice. All the other students were in a hurry to say their final goodbyes, but not Seth. He couldn't get his mind off of the dream. "Dream about her again last night?" asked Eagan as he sat down for his lunch. "... Yeah..." a simple response that brought a smile to his best friends face. Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
I miss OP ):
Come back to me KOI!
bump back to rightful place >>8062 me too dude me too
Mf, Mf+ Prologue The light was sudden, painfully bright, and something was keeping me from closing my eye. Then it was gone, then back again, somehow different, then gone again. Behind the splotches of red afterimage there was a strange woman's face, very close to mine. It was strange because she had two faces, mostly superimposed but one was just above and to the left of the other. She spoke into a device she held near her mouths, maybe a cell phone or a radio. My view faded to black. I heard a woman's voice, also slowly fading away: "Pupils equal and reactive, right is sluggish." There was more but it faded before I could understand the words. There was blue and white and green. The colors slowly resolved into an image of blue sky with a couple of fluffy clouds, and two identical evergreen branches. The branches were superimposed on each other, swaying in a light breeze in perfect synchronization. The woman's voice again: "Get those leathers on him as soon as he's on the gurney. On three then... one... two... three." An odd feeling of sudden movement, then a soft bump. I tried to turn my head and I could not. I thought I would rest up a moment then I would sit up and ask what was going on... my view faded to black again. The light was sudden and bright, and something was keeping me from closing my eye. Then it was gone, then back again, this time in my other eye. Those lights caused stabbing headaches in the back of head. Behind the splotches of red afterimage there was an oddly doubled image of woman's face close to mine. There was a muted whoop whoop of a siren near by and a feeling of movement. The woman's mouths opened in perfect synchrony when she spoke: Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
Very interesting. I hope more will be forthcoming soon.
I remember reading the original, although I never finished. Please continue-I look forward to it.
>>8136 this. i saw massive potential, and never saw it again. i await the continuation.
Sooo... This idea has been floating around my head for a while. I've been real into monsters and such recently, and since I really can't find anything that caters to my specific tastes, I decided to write my fetishes out! So yes, enough ramblings of the sexually frustrated. To the story! Oh, right, tags. Uh... M/F, blowjobs, red heads, older fellas, fantasy. I guess? Oh god I am not good at this how did I get here --------- “So… You can’t pay for a room.” The innkeeper says to me, shutting the door behind him while I take a seat in an uncomfortable wooden chair. Of course I can’t. Getting your bag o’ cash stolen by goblins and you can’t pay for anything. But I don’t do anything desperate yet. I keep my sword sheathed and my eyes to the floor, embarrassed. I hear him sit down and scribble on some papers on his desk. “Now, as much as I’d like to be offering charity to every wandering girl who calls herself a warrior…” That stings, man. “I’m afraid you make some money or sleep in the streets.” I bite my lip and look up at him. He’s pretty handsome, I suppose. An older gentleman, black hair beginning to sink into gray, but still looking well-kept and combed. Under a really girly, mint-green apron is a worn pair of black dress pants and a long, white button-up shirt. But the thing that really pushes me is his eyes. Sky-blue with flecks of gold around it. Gorgeous, I tell you. After snapping his fingers a few times, he gets my attention again. “Miss, I’m serious here. I’ve got three rooms left, both rather high-end…” He picks up a piece of paper, stares at it, and then glares back at me. “10 pieces of gold should get you a night.” “Th-that’s…” Choke it out, woman. “A little much.” He glares again, cutting me like a knife. “I’ll have you know, this is the only inn at this town. Have fun traveling a few good miles, during the dangerous night, werewolves on your tail, who might I add,” He sets the paper down, still glaring. “Are in mating season, to the next town.” I’m shaking right now, and turn my eyes downwards again. He sighs heavily. “Don’t… Don’t cry, alright? Jeez Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
An artist buddy of mine elected to do some simple drawings of the events depicted here. Here's an early rough sketch: http://www.snapdrive.net/files/535131/Images/sketches!.png What a bro~
>>8125 Ellis hair is not as I imagined it, but those sketches are quite good.
>>8125 HOW BRO IS HE? He's so bro that Dave Strider takes on look at him and says "DAAAAMN."
This is my first real attempt at erotic literature. I try and create a very visceral image of the sex I portray. There is very little story in the first chapter or two. Cutting the Prologue, nearly all of this story is Futa on Male. I hope you enjoy. THIS FOLLOWING PIECE IS A WORK OF FICTION ________________________________________________ **~Prologue~** (mf, cons) much sex Warning: No futa action in the Prologue The warm blankets rubbed against my skin lightly. Soft fabric sliding against it as I shuffled around slightly. A slight smile flickered across my lips as I lifted my arms above my head and stretched sharply, muscles loosening their grip from a night of stillness (and unstillness). If my muscles were metal, they would creak. Moaning lightly, my arms moved from above me to in front of me. Briefly, my hand touched someone's skin. I opened my eyes immediatley. Then, gazing upon the eyes of another, I lazily dropped my eyelids upon my tired eyes. "Morning" she murmured. That voice of utter sweetness, pure and innocent love. I opened my eyes and locked my gaze onto hers. The deep blue mesmerizing me as the blankets extended and retracted as our breathing became synchronized. The white sheets covering both of us to our upper halves, they tinted yellow at the soft, mid-morning sunlight that filtered in through the shutter. Beams of light being created as the light bounced off the tiny particles of dust, suspended in the air. "Morning." I repeated her absent mindly. I chuckled slightly as we kept eye contact. I raised a hand and gently placed it on her cheek. The soft feeling of her skin sliding gently under my palm. She giggled as I did. Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
Theres no way this story is ending. YOU MUST CONTINUE!!
bump
bump please post soon this is an excellent story
_____________________________ This story is a work of fiction ___________________________ I was 12 years old and my parents were sick of me. Oh, they loved me well enough I guess. They were just tired of seeing me come home beat up again by the local bullies and having to go to the school and talk to the Principal and argue with our neighbors to get them to keep their kids from picking on me. "If you'd stop being such a pussy and stand up to them...just once...take a swing at one of them...maybe they'd leave you alone," my Dad said. "And I don't mean that sissy slapping stuff. Didn't you learn anything in Tae Kwon Do class?" Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
WOW!
Holy shit I love this.
awesome simply awesome