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4 Days on the Road -- by Frequent Traveler 15/09/04(Fri)07:45 No. 23827 ID: e90ee8 [Reply]

This is something that took a bit. Of the 4 days, I will load the first 2 now and the next 2 at a later date. This is story is wishful thinking for me, but for some it may be true, therefore I must preface this story with the disclaimer that any similarities between this story, the people, the location, and the actions with actual real-world events are purely coincidental. (M/f consensual).

Four Days On The Road
Home: As my luck would have it, my job decided to move me across the country. We’ve known about it for a little while and had been planning on our travels across from California to The Heartland. My wife and I spent many days going through the kids’ clothes, toys, and of course… the garage. If there’s anything I have learned about garages, it’s that your cars don’t fit. Especially when you have four kids and they are all spoiled rotten brats. So we had to go through ALL of the boxes to throw away, donate, or sell some items. My wife, my oldest son and I all packed boxes for each room of the house. When it was finally time, I grabbed the rental truck, brought it home and we spent the entire day packing it. That evening, I took our RV to an RV park and got everything set up for the family. I would be making the cross-country trip alone to the storage unit. We hadn’t been able to secure housing for ourselves prior, so a storage unit for a month or so wouldn’t be too bad. Besides, we had an RV, we could live in that for a couple of months until we could buy a house. That evening, after a shower, I was happy to be in a bed. I slept hard.

Road Day 1: We got up, had breakfast, then I grabbed my little duffel bag. We went out to the van to drive to our old house so that I could pick up the rental truck. I hugged and kissed my wife and kids good-bye, got in the truck, and drove off – waving at my family as I left. The first day on the road was going to be rough. I-80 from California to the east becomes a huge expanse of nothing once you pass Reno. I knew this heading out because I had taken that road before while on an RV excursion. Nevada was going to prove to be very hot, very brown, very ugly and very boring. My hope is that both the a/c and the radio would be working. I made it through the winding Interstate highway of Tahoe National Forest and into Reno, NV. The sights and sounds of Reno don’t appeal to me and I kept trucking on. The a/c was working nicely, but the view sucked ass. A couple hours later, I was approaching Winnemucca and noticed I that I was at a quarter tank. Winnemucca would be the last main town until Wendover and I wasn’t looking forward to walking in the desert to a gas station, so I decided to pull in and get some gas. I grabbed some food and filled the tank and got back on the road. Well, it didn’t take but twenty minutes and all of a sudden, I had to use the bathroom. The small town of Valmy was up ahead and there were signs for res Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 15/09/29(Tue)08:14 No. 23874 ID: 2d87ac

Moar


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Anonymous 15/10/01(Thu)01:39 No. 23876 ID: 84aa5c

more, brilliant work


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Anonymous 15/10/01(Thu)23:01 No. 23881 ID: b039ba

Nice work so far




Seduction of the Innocent Pashaimeru 15/08/25(Tue)23:52 No. 23817 ID: 602de1 [Reply]

So after years of reading elit and writing half-finished stories I never fully intended to show anyone, I finally ended up making something that I felt decent enough to post.

I'm kinda inspired to write more stuff similar to this, so I'd appreciate any sort of feedback at all. It'd be nice to actually improve instead of just continuing to write stuff for my own sake. Can't say I'm much of a writer as I am right now.

Anyway, tags: loli, mind control, corruption, transformation, (transgender-ish). Theme is superheroes. Kind of on the lengthier side, so be warned.

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"Such a shame."

Dr Leonard shook his head, looking at the result of his work. The laboratory looked—and smelled—like a disaster. Stench of burning rubber was heavy in the air, black smoke coming from beneath the machine’s sealants. It had taken a year’s worth of research and manufacturing to put it all together; the price of the components had been astronomical and putting it all together had required hundreds of hours of personal work and supervision. Yet, it had been a minor loss compared to the loss of the true prize itself.

Putting on his rubber gloves, the man crouched down next to the captured superheroine. Her eyes were unfocused, her face wet with tears and sweat. Leonard tilted her head with his hands, forcing her to look him directly in the eyes. There was no trace of comprehension behind those blue eyes, none of the hatred Leonard was so used to seeing. Scarlet Storm was gone—her body might be still alive, but not much remained of her mind. The diagnostics on the screen revealed that much.

The sight was somewhat upsetting. Had she survived the process, her value would’ve been immeasurable. It wasn’t just the loss of a potential asset that bothered Leonard, however; the loss of a good adversary was more disquieting he thought possible. The two of them had clashed for years now, and Leonard had managed to gain a grudging respect for the red-haired superheroine. She had been not only powerful, but smart as well—capable of outwitting even him, thwarting the cleverest of his plots.
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rin!y7chl82msE 15/09/20(Sun)11:24 No. 23846 ID: 87f076

Yeah, sorry.

Not that my input means much anymore than it used to, but I digress.

There's still something that bothers me, something I can't really pinpoint. It's very well written. Honestly, the biggest thing I can pick out is that the sexy stuff seemed... a lot lighter than the rest of the story. Still, this is only a mild complaint.


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Pashaimeru 15/09/22(Tue)18:51 No. 23850 ID: 602de1

Yeaah, I'm no good at writing sex scenes. Any erotica I'll write is probably gonna be light on them, maybe even skip them over. I find other things more interesting than actual sex, anyway.


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Rin!y7chl82msE 15/09/27(Sun)10:48 No. 23869 ID: 87f076

>>23850
Hey, I didn't say that to discourage you at all. My writing was in a similar situation, but I lucked out and my first story was lost during the great server collapse before anyone got invested enough.

It takes time and effort, just like all things. Just putting more out and honing your craft, that's the best advice I can give lol.




Anonymous 15/09/05(Sat)15:05 No. 23828 ID: 403198 [Reply]

I'm shit, I'm sorry.

It was an unusually hot Wednesday. Even though there was air conditioning in the building keeping the temperature steady, Sarah could still feel the heat going wild outside. The sun was relentless, bombarding her eagerness onto anyone foolish enough to get out of shade. She looked out the window all the way down, where ant sized people were rushing in search of a place to lay low. Even though they were so far below her, but she could almost feel the sweat and heavy breathing of each and every swiftly moving shape.

The sun was after her skin as well; sunshine dropping down through the giant windows right onto her arms and chest. Sarah looked around herself, observing the large oval office she was already so accustomed to. It was a busy day, although the place was not as crowded as it usually got. She was sitting at the back of one desk row, right at the window. Her colleague Tania was working night shifts this week leaving the chair besides her empty. What a crazy thing that girl is, to think of all the times Tania has gotten both of them in trouble just because she seems to disregard any idea of consequence; an almost complete opposite in character to Sarah, driven by a world view that Sarah could never really fully comprehend. And yet whenever she was with her, she felt free, as if all the strings holding her in place throughout her life would somehow get loose and she could not help but follow her friends' footsteps. As result Tania has become someone she considered the closest person she had, a true friend that accepted her as she was with all, what she considered, her awkward abnormalities.

Sarah sighted at the empty space near her. She had so much to talk about this morning, but all of that had to wait until her friend showed up. And so she sat there, distracted, sitting at her work computer at which she hasn't even glimpsed yet. She felt lonely - a feeling all too familiar to her. Growing up in a strict catholic family has really taken a toll on her as a person. Her parents although loving and nurturing, made sure to have an important part of being human pushed away throughout her childhood and teenage years. Sexuality was a big no-no as a topic in her life, with her ending up going to an only girl school with sometimes bizarre religious undertones. Her parents would shun away every boy and lecture her about the dangers boys can bring about. She wore two sizes too large t-shirts and baggy pants for the larger portion of her life. She wasn't really even aware or sure what sex was right before college. Even in college the terrifyingly non sexual routine and perspective had control over her. Except for that one moment, one slight occasion right after high school when she allowed herself to explore.

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Anonymous 15/09/19(Sat)19:25 No. 23844 ID: 403198

bump


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Anonymous 15/09/25(Fri)03:49 No. 23857 ID: 142873

Good stuff.




New Creepypasta erotica character Anonymous 15/09/17(Thu)08:41 No. 23839 ID: 3bc5d8 [Reply]

Hantu, the nightmare dominatrix.
Hantu is a demoness, who sexually tortures her victims before eating them.
The victim never remembers how they got into her dungeon.
When Hantu devours her victims alive, they orgasm from it.
If Hantu likes you, the octopus that lives in her womb will hypnotize and infect you with the same body decaying virus, essentially turning you into one of her sex slaves....once you've been trained, you're given an octopus of your own, which the octopus makes using your DNA it removed during your first encounter. Semen or eggs.
In females the octopus lives in the uterus, and in males, the octopus creates a sack near the prostate and enters through the anus.
As a slave you must eat victims to keep your body from falling apart and you must bring victims to Hantu.
The story..........

I seemed to rise to the surface of consciousness, the darkness slipping
away to cold painful awareness.

Bright lights burn its way through my eyelids like acid, while steel
shackles foil my instincts to shield them.

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The Club 2013 wondash!v4DxM5avR6 13/05/08(Wed)23:26 No. 18894 ID: cfb7ee [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

My stories tend to involve women placed into sexual situations against their will (nc). Often the physical restraints and stimulation involve racks and machines of one kind or another. I don't consider myself a great (or even good) writer. I just write what turns me on. My first story about “the Club” was written back in 1996. This story was started in 2010 and continues to refine the Club world. I've completed about 10 (short) chapters. Here's the first chapter. If people seem interested, I'll post some more.


The Club 2010


Chapter 1

I heard about this place called the Club, that's the name, just 'the Club'. A business associate of mine told me a story over a few beers while we were at a conference in Dubai. He had been told about this club from a supposed member. Names are never discussed, so if you tell my story, please, never mention my name.

So anyway, back to the Club. My business associate (friend) tells me he heard about this place where all the women are sex slaves for the clients. But these girls are not just acting or into this kind of stuff. They're all kidnapped and somehow turned into sexual nymphs. All ages (above some cutoff) and all types of girls! I asked him if he knew where the place was, or how to become a member, but my friend's friend wouldn't say. It seems you need to be invited.

For the next few months I occasionally searched the internet for clues to the Club. But given that the name was rather generic, the queries were useless. To be honest, I wasn't even sure I believed it existed. Still, I was intrigued by the thought that this place could fulfill a sexual fantasy of mine. For now, let's leave it at that.

Eventually, I started to drop little hints about the Club whenever I was on business out of the country. I'd be talking with someone at bar and ask “Have you ever heard of this place called The Club?” “It's like a gentlemen's club, very exclusive and very secretive.” Nobody knew anything – or at least that's what they would say.
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wondash!v4DxM5avR6 15/02/21(Sat)03:02 No. 23303 ID: cc2815

By the way, whoever posted to fetstories.com - at least don't butcher my stories. For example, the first chapter is missing the last paragraph.


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Anonymous 15/08/14(Fri)11:02 No. 23797 ID: 8bf667

Any word on an update for this or Device Brothers?


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wondash!v4DxM5avR6 15/09/16(Wed)18:43 No. 23838 ID: cc2815

Some months ago I started working on the next Club story and completed three chapters. But recently I haven't been motivated to write.




Anonymous 15/06/09(Tue)19:13 No. 23648 ID: a43d1c [Reply]

Three women, with voluptuous curves, whom all the men are so after, but don't really like men that way, and had to keep themselves from being taken by them.

One female 36-29-52, built just like Cherokee D'ass http://41.media.tumblr.com/99b62272df4ceaa59ed16f202caf46d2/tumblr_nn0hktLe8r1rshjwwo1_1280.jpg (other examples of booty
http://31.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1aoxwYw2d1qbugnbo1_250.gif
http://33.media.tumblr.com/a167a05aeaafe1fdbfac1d78873849fa/tumblr_njrq66GiGw1t4t3bmo3_500.gif) and was not sure of her sexual preference, and had one boyfriend, but never went beyond making out and some outercourse.

Another one, similar build (a bit shorter and maybe even a little wider in the hips, like this http://40.media.tumblr.com/4e680c4b8d17edefe22b47d32c9ef602/tumblr_nlbo4uEimN1qftbyho1_540.jpg), and knew she was gay, but was in an environment where she was pressured to marry. She dreaded having to give this up to a man. She ended up marrying this guy, and on the wedding night, when he couldn't get into her, he slipped it into her butt, and it felt good. He then confesses being gay himself, and thought vaginas were yucky. She felt so relieved, and they did this for two years.

A similar experience was this other girl who knew she was gay, and she looked similar, but was tall, lighter skinned, and had a flatter less toned butt, but still the wide hips. She too really did not want to give it up to a man. One guy kept pursuing her, but something seemed different about him. He seemed a bit feminine. She started talking to him, and then fell in love with him. When they went to make love for the first time, she had reservations, but when the partner undressed, she saw it was really a woman. She had a very unusual condition, where the vaginal walls would prolapse, and then fill with blood, as the vaginal walls do, and this would make it hard. So it acted just like a penis. Now, the other girl did not want a male penis, but was curious about this thing. She was getting excited, and when they started doing it, she was still too tight at first, so the prolapse girl stuck it in her butt, which felt good. Later, she was wet and open enough for it to slip into her vagina. It felt so good, and since it was a female organ (the same thing she already has in her vagina, just walls, turned inside out), she was still a gold star, and technically still a virgin!

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Anonymous 15/06/10(Wed)06:59 No. 23650 ID: a43d1c

P.S. And the booties were getting just as much action, and two of them were also virgin to men. The guy and the prolapse girl loved to just rub against the crease of the plump cheeks where they meet the leg for awhile (which was like being inside something), and then when they are as hard and raw as they can take, to just gush right up between the round cushions, into the hole! The prolapse vag even fills them with cum, which is the regular vaginal lube.


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Anonymous 15/08/24(Mon)01:35 No. 23810 ID: 390aee

Another good model of the first one: Yaonice https://instagram.com/eudoxieyao

The first girl and the boyfriend's outercourse started out when he was feeling her up, through some thin silky granny panties (that covered everything except some of the huge cheeks), and his finger ended up in her thick cameltoe. He was hitting her clit, and though they were both being shy, she liked it and kept telling him to hit it. He wanted to do anal, but she didn't. She does let him begin poking his penis, in his silky thin pajama bottoms, inbetween the lips of the cameltoe, and then rubbing it along, it fits completely between the mound like a hot dog in a bun, and was like being totally inside something. So he asks if she could sit on his member on the seat of her exercise bike, and going between her butt cheeks and into the cameltoe, from behind, and hitting the clit, they both have the wildest mutual climax. Afterward, they use similar lingerie, and rub a lot of jelly on the outside of both of their genitals in the fabric, and have nice wet sex, both "hot", and even slow lovemaking, without him ever touching or entering her.

Instead of a prolapse the androgyonous person was a guevodoche, which is someone born as a girl, who then grows a penis. On this person, the whole vulva, ending in the growing clit, lifted off of the pubic mound, forming the new phallus. It acted like a penis, but was still more of a feminine organ.




Bully 13/07/10(Wed)13:45 No. 19345 ID: 620eb5 [Reply]

Elisabeth was leading the class into the cobra position, and everyone laid prone on their mats and propped their upper bodies up on their elbows to stretch their back. The rest of the class was of mixed height and physical condition, but Elisabeth herself was rather short at five foot three and somewhat slight at a hundred and twenty pounds. Her brown hair reached the middle of her back as she arched and breathed deeply.

"Inhale and hold: One... Two... Three. Exhale" she led the class.

There was roughly the same number of men in Elisabeth's yoga class as there were women, which was rather staggering, given that the other instructors had largely female students. Her skin glowed a pleasant golden brown and her cheeks were dotted with tan freckles. She led the class into another inhalation and closed her green eyes, arching her back and drawing the eyes of the front row which held mostly the guys.

Her sports bra gave her positively amazing cleavage as it hefted her gorgeous breasts out in front of her. None among them could help but salivate.

After class, Elisabeth bid her students farewell and talked to the remaining stragglers until they finally went home and she checked her phone for messages.

There was a call from her son's school, so she dialed them back and sighed as the secretary explained that her son was being kept in the office after getting into another fight. It wasn't a fight that he had started, of course, it was one that the other kids had instigated.

Her son Matt wasn't really the violent type. He liked video games and swim team and playing in the school jazz band. He was too shy to talk to girls much and had a close group of friends that he always watched movies with and played collectable card games with.

This made him an easy target for some bully she had only heard of second hand named Marcus.
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Anonymous 14/07/13(Sun)07:01 No. 22065 ID: c24e04

My guess? Marcus is actually the main character


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Anonymous 14/08/20(Wed)05:30 No. 22323 ID: bc9624

this is the best shit ive read in a long time
is OP dead


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Anonymous 15/08/09(Sun)00:02 No. 23793 ID: 2b5c78

Yes nigga, OP is dead.




Crime Fighter The Pillowcage 15/08/01(Sat)03:44 No. 23782 ID: 11fdd1 [Reply]

Diamond City was the forerunner for scientific advancements in the early age, bringing about cures and genetic augmentations, ushering in a bright future. Though, very quickly did these ideals of a bright future was blotted out by the dark cloud of chaos and destruction.

With the aspect of genome altering medicine and medical procedures, came a new kind of criminal. Criminals that were stronger, faster, smarter, and even more deadlier. Men and women whose DNA was manipulated and mutated, gaining ungodly powers and using these powers for their own gain and amusement.

To counter this, the DCSD was formed. The Diamond City Super Division was made to combat the new superhuman menace, comprised of other superpowered individuals who were trained to fight the new threat.

Incredibly and superpowered fights were commonplace in the streets of Diamond City, so much that many of the news stations of the city have created segments on their channels showcasing these fights, and even most places started taking advantage of the frequent fighting to even create a form of gambling from them, betting on various heroes and villains to see who would get up on top.

The gambling, though viewed as highly unethical in the beginning, actually proved to not only boost the city’s profits and revenue, but has greatly increased revenue from tourism people came to the city not only to take in it’s large and beautiful splendour, but to see if they can’t get rich fast by betting on the right hero or villain.

Because of the increase in income by the betting and tourists, most of the DCSD heroes and the criminals of the city were even contacted by city officials, even becoming contractually obligated to cause some trouble or try to save the day on government funds.

Heroes and villains being paid to fight, being paid when they win or lose. It all quickly became a sort of special fighting league, one that was kept hidden by the civilians of the city, but one that was caught on pretty quickly by local authorities and news crew.

It was like betting on boxers, except like boxing or anything other fighting league, this one had no rules.
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Anonymous 15/08/05(Wed)10:58 No. 23791 ID: 6dc048

That was pretty crazy but pretty good.




The Tardy Slip Anonymous 15/08/03(Mon)17:59 No. 23788 ID: 3344b8 [Reply]

tags: exhibitionism, embarrassment, softcore, puns

I thought of this silly but strangely hot idea back when I was still in high school and wrote the story in an afternoon. Just a very short, lighthearted little exhibitionism fantasy about a high school girl.

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Ashley's elbows swung wildly, hands gripping the straps of the backpack as it bounced violently against her shoulderblades. Her skin was hot, hair stuck to her forhead and undershirt glued to her body. Her breath came in desperate, ad hoc bursts. It didn't feel like running, it felt like horizontal falling, legs flailing in a vaguely running-like pattern that seemed to propel her forward. She stumbled to a stop as she reached the school gate. Which was closed.

She caught her hands on her knees and gulped sweet oxygen, glaring at the gate through the fringe that was now tossed and sweaty for nothing.

BZZZT. A bored voice crackled through the intercom, "Yeah?".

"Could you open the gate, please?" Ashley panted. A burst of white noise as the operator sighed into the mic.

"Get a tardy slip on your way in." he said. She almost considered turning around and skipping class right there and then. But the gate rumbled open and she made her way to the office, trudging along as slowly as she could to give herself time to cool off. She felt her cheeks warm and red from the jog over. She tried to count how many tardies she'd had that semester - was it two? Three? Please, she thought, don't let this be the third. Maybe if it was, they'd forget. She'd reached the hall outside the office.
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Anonymous 15/08/05(Wed)10:57 No. 23790 ID: 6dc048

that was great. Definitely need the next part




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 15/08/02(Sun)07:43 No. 23784 ID: 62b1d7

>>23769

Don't assume things butt-munch.


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Anonymous 15/08/03(Mon)04:25 No. 23786 ID: 36e3b1

>>23784
I wasn't assuming anything. I asked a question. It's like assuming, except it's the other thing.


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Mint 15/08/03(Mon)11:04 No. 23787 ID: 62b1d7

>>23786

Stop bumping you retard. You're trying to save face when it's obvious what you did. Let this thread die for god's sake.

FYI, I'm not bumping because it's at the top of the board. NO ONE POST ANYMORE.




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