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Diamond Princess Go! sorcerer 14/02/16(Sun)05:42 No. 21150 ID: c91775 [Reply]

This is an erotic spoof of magical girl anime and hentai. This episode contains some m2f tg and some female masturbation. Hope you like. Let me know what you think.

Episode 1
So it all started on a hike. I was hiking in Stokes State forest with a small group from Net-soft. It was supposed to be some sort of friggin’ team building exercise. It actually was nice to get out of the office for a day. I stopped to re-tie my shoes when I saw it. I saw something reflecting down there in a ravine. I told the group I would catch up, and scrambled down about 50 feet down a steep slope to a pile of leaves and branches at the bottom. I started digging through the pile looking for the shiny object that caught my eye.

I pulled out an ornate metal rod about a foot long. It looked like it was made out of silver. It was engraved with some sort of language. It looked like Japanese or Chinese or something. At the end of the rod there was what appeared to be a large diamond. I couldn’t be real though, because it was far too big. It must be worth some money. I picked it up. It wasn’t as heavy as I thought it would be. The weird thing was, it started to hum.

A large cheerful voice boomed out of everywhere and nowhere at the same time. “CONGRATULATIONS, YOU WILL BE THE NEXT DIAMOND PRINCESS. ENGAGING TELEPORT SYSTEM.”

I felt like I was falling down a hole. Next thing I knew I was standing on a raised platform in a white room. I was rather dizzy. I almost fell down, but I heard a whir of servo motors and two plastic things caught me. They looked like hands. “Whoa there Diamond Princess, teleporting can be rather disorienting when you aren’t used to it.” The voice sounded synthetic and was far too cheerful. I turned around, and found myself face to face with a robot. An actual fucking robot—or was it an android? I’m not sure what the distinction is. Anyway, it had two arms, two legs, a torso and a head. Most of its body was covered in white plastic, but there were some parts that were exposed. I could see electronics, hydrolic lines and other stuff I couldn’t identify. Weird thing was, the robot had two hard plastic mounds on its chest plate. I think they were supposed to be … breasts? “How do you do Diamond Princess, you can call me Mother.”

“Who … What are … the hell’s going on?” Mother put its—her arm around my shoulders and showed me the small room I was teleported into. There was an ominous looking high tech medical bed in the center of the room. There were a collection of robotic arms attached to the ceiling. All around the room there were computers and lab equipment, vials filled with colored liquids, flasks with bubbling liquids inside. The room smelled antiseptic.

“This is our medical suite, where we make the magic happen.” Mother is just waaaaaay to cheerful.

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story moving sorcerer 14/05/13(Tue)06:08 No. 21740 ID: c91775

I haven't abandoned this story. I'm going to move it to gurochan's elit board. there is too much shotta and lolicon on this board for my taste. I am posting this on gurochan, and I will continue the story. thanks for your support. Please let this story auto delete.


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move complete sorcerer 14/05/15(Thu)01:15 No. 21770 ID: c91775

It took a while, but the story has been reposted over at guroch.org New chapter coming soon


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saved? Anonymous 14/11/25(Tue)08:23 No. 22869 ID: dcc7a2

Did anyone manage to save the guroch updates before it went down? (and/or know if/where further updates might go?)

(hopeful + I enjoyed the story)




A warrior's chambermaid. Anonymous 14/11/19(Wed)02:13 No. 22816 ID: 5e06e1 [Reply]

Hi /elit/,
I recently started writing what I hope to be a nice piece of work.
If I post what I have written, could you give me an honest opinion on whether I should carry on at my current writing capabilities?

I suppose the tag will eventually be rape of something along those lines.
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Once he entered the camp's chambers, he lay his armour on the ground and made his way slowly to the bathroom. His muscles ached from the previous battle, A slash in his thigh tugged painfully as he stepped through the room, his shoulders burned from his weapons sheer weight, he was lucky to be alive and he knew it.

Entering the chamber's bathroom, the hot humidity of a fresh bath washed over his bloodied face, the water vapours burning his throat from his battle-cry.
Stood before him a young woman in her early 20's, her small frame hanging gently over the bathtub as her slender fingers slowly stirred the water, while her other hand help her long coarse hair out of her face. Her dark eyes shift over towards the man.

The rich brown of her eyes surrounded by dark freckles held his gaze as her brunette hair tumbled free from her delicate fingers. She stands, her thick hair swaying around her waist and caressing her slender neck.

She apologises to him, the chambermaidens should have prepared a room and left before a warrior returns, however this warrior forgives his new chambermaiden's mistake, his attention focused solely on the young woman, whose slender frame seems so tiny compared to his own.
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Uninvited/Uncle+Rick 14/11/20(Thu)12:46 No. 22835 ID: a887c0

A clarification of my earlier post. I realize that I started off talking about tenses and then said you were using Third Person Omniscient, which isn't a tense at all. I had meant to make it clear that I was talking about your choice of Narrator right there, and then dovetail that into what I had to say about your choice of tense, but I did a piss poor job. Your choice of narrator and choice of tense are related, but not at all the same thing.


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Anonymous 14/11/22(Sat)00:07 No. 22860 ID: 2a4022

That's some really good feedback thank you, and I wouldn't worry about discouraging me.

I hadn't a clue where to start or go when I wrote this draft, so I just wrote what seemed okay and posted it up haha.

But I will definitely make use of your feedback and re-reading it I can see exactly what you mean, Though I couldn't see it myself through the first read.
Thanks a lot :)


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Anonymous 14/11/24(Mon)21:01 No. 22868 ID: 78a69f

>>22835
>>22860

The chans, everybody: a wretched hive of constructive feedback and relative politeness. And porn.




The Tangled Skein Evil Empire 14/11/21(Fri)19:04 No. 22857 ID: 38de42 [Reply]

"Bring her in." The queen was reclining on her bed when she gave her imperious command. She was supported and surrounded by dozens of elegantly embroidered pillows. Each one worth more than the slaves who stood in attendance of the Queen's needs. The pillows were just the smallest part of the opulence in the Queen's bedchamber.

The slaves were selected for their physical beauty, the men strong and muscular and the women sleek and nubile. The Queen had also made sure to select the slaves that attended her based on more lascivious specifications, the male slaves all possessed thick cocks and exceptional sexual stamina while the female slaves had the kind of pleasing curves that men lusted after.

Each slave was attired the same as every slave in attendance, a simple gold hoop around the neck and a short skirt belted about the waist. An arrangement that did nothing to hide a state of sexual excitement on the part of the male slaves.

Indeed, it often amused her to order one or more of her male slaves to take one the young girls while the Queen looked on. She particularly liked it when the girls resisted, struggling against the more powerful male slave as he bent her over, lifted the short skirt and took her roughly from behind.

However, as much as she enjoyed watching her enforced orgies she never touched any of the slaves attending her nor did she allow any to touch her. For that she had different tastes. Each night her servants brought her a new girl to share her bed. Each one more lovely than the last. Sometimes they would watch the antics of the Queen's slaves in orgy, other times she would dismiss her servants and would take her pleasure from the girl in privacy.

She watched as the heavy doors to her bedchamber swung open, admitting a single girl bound between two muscular soldiers. The girls brought before her were quite often frightened, a few were defiant and some were even confident. This girl was one of the confident ones. It didn't matter, the one thing that all the girls shared was that none of them lived past the dawn of the new day.

This girl was tall and slender, almost as tall as her beefy captors. Her brown hair tumbled down over her shoulders in an artful tangle. However, it was her bearing that truly set her apart. More than just confident, the girl standing before her was haughty, imperious even. She directed a look of disdain at the Queen as if it were she that were Queen and the Queen a mere lowly commoner. For a moment the Queen considered summarily ordering her guards to execute the woman on the spot but curiosity held her tongue. Shows of defiance were normal, but disdain? That was something new. What made this girl so different?

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Next Door Neighbor Boy (True Story, First Time, Gay, Male) Charmander12 14/09/28(Sun)04:16 No. 22496 ID: 70211e [Reply]

My first ever sexual encounter with another person was a boy that moved next door to my grandparents house. The story is true and all in all I had a fun time looking back on it.

He moved in next door to my grandmothers when I was only about 10 and he was probably about 15. He was tall, (at least for his age) had a 'buzz cut' hairstyle, and slim, but other details about him I just cannot recall, I'm not even sure if I could pick him up in a line up this day. I almost saw him every day, because when I get out of school I would be dropped off at my grandparents house. My mother's work at the time had her working until around 6-7 p.m. So we spent a good deal of time hanging out until my mom came to pick me up. Typical afternoon was going to the park, playing video games, or just hanging out at his place.

Months after knowing each other, we end up going to the park to do whatever. We were the type of kids that would rather climb on top of the tube slides then actually use them the correct way. As we were dismounting the slide at the bottom he saw something in the sand and he called me over to it. I got over to him and he asked me if I knew what it was. He went out of the sand area to get a stick and came back and picked it up with the stick and told me that it was a condom. Now me at that age I had no idea what that was. Only thing he said was that you put it on your dick when you get hard... This didn't help me at all, it only confused me more. Jokingly I told him to show me how you do it then (my intentions were legit on seeing how one puts one on, I wasn't trying to 'take it somewhere'). He said a quick no for the fact that it has already been used and told me you can only use them one time then it's trash. We start to head home but I was loaded with questions in my head.


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Charmander12 14/09/28(Sun)05:40 No. 22500 ID: 70211e

I sucked him off for a few more minutes before he lightly pushed me off. As I moved away from his dick I noticed how shiny it was from my spit all over it. We switched spots, him telling me what to do, and he immediately started sucking on mine. The feeling was far greater than just using our hands. Because my dick was smaller he was easier to take it all in his mouth and even some of my balls. It didn't take long before I was moaning and grunting some as I watched him. He only sucked mine pretty briefly before he asked me to do his again. I eagerly switched positions with him, wanting his dick. As I was about to go down on him again he had this trail of precum running down his dick. He said clean it off and I did, it was sweet and kind of sticky in my mouth. After I licked it all up and cleaned it off I went back to sucking on it. He told me he was close and I wasn't sure on exactly what he meant. He asked me if he could shoot his cum in my mouth, and I nodded yes with his dick still in my mouth. He then took his dick out of my mouth and jerked it off just 3 inches from my face and asked if I was ready. I said yes and as soon as I did he shoved it back in my mouth and held my head down some so I couldn't pull off his dick. Quickly a shot of cum shot in my mouth and made me gag some, because I wasn't expecting it. I dared not swallow it, so I kept it all in my mouth and even tried spitting it out and letting it run down his **** to his balls. After his dick was done twitching inside my mouth he let go and let me get off. I instantly went to the bathroom and rinsed my mouth out with water. As I got back to his room he said thanks and sorry at the same time, said it felt to good while he was getting dressed. My erection had gone away even though I did not cum and I also started getting dressed. I said I better go home now and he said yea because his parents would be home soon too. This was the first and last time I'd ever do anything with him.

He continued to live next to my grandparents for another few months before they did move again. He was slightly more distant after that and to this day I'm not sure why. I don't know if it was guilt for holding me down, because I was young, or just that it was a gay act that he might wish he could take back. I never really thought I was used, I thought it was fun. Because of him it made me try more things with guys after he left, and it wasn't long before I found another friend like that.

Hope this story was somewhat of an OK read. This was my first attempt at writing something like this, and I wouldn't mind writing more, just need some input. Thanks guys, and feel free to ask questions if something comes to mind. ^_^


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Anonymous 14/10/08(Wed)08:20 No. 22546 ID: 09d212

Really liked this. So much young gay erotica is poorly written. It is refreshing to read a story that is proofread and edited. Your characters feel real and alive. Keep it up, would like to read more.


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Charmander12 14/11/19(Wed)05:28 No. 22820 ID: 78dd11

>>22546
Thanks a lot. I want to write more just been busy is all.




The craigslist kiddie-fucker Anonymous 14/11/08(Sat)13:21 No. 22758 ID: 7bcfe8 [Reply]

I sit here typing on my computer at an all time high. Not on drugs (though I do enjoy my cigarettes) but something more primal. I fucking love my job.

I like to be called “Cheller” but I think my clients know that's bullshit. I run a “daycare service”, this is also bullshit. I have been running an ad on craigslist for a while offering my services. I get in contact with all types of parents, as well as single teen moms and some lecherous grandfathers, uncles, you name it. I get a bad vibe off of most of my clients, but I love it most when they're totally oblivious.

These people drop their kids off at my 1 story suburbia house, paying me $100 a day per child, but I'd do it for fucking free. I live in a gorgeous, well groomed, well off, but luckily varied community. Well, lucky for me because I get to experience all sorts of different cultures, if you want to beat around the bush THAT fucking hard.

Here's the deal. These people drop their kids off at my house, and it's my job to simply feed them, clean them, and make sure nothing bad happens to them essentially. But I do so much more than that. I'll start from the beginning.

I am a pedophile. I realized this in my teen years when I noticed how most of my masturbation revolved around lolicon and pedo-centric erotica stories. Soon enough, I couldn't cum unless I was thinking about fucking a little girl, or watching videos of little boy undress, or imagining my cum streaming down a preschool girl's face. Soon enough I realized that I wasn't going anywhere in my life with this passion... legally. I know people on craigslist get a bad rap for being “sketchy”, but in my mind, I'm doing what I love, and I haven't heard any complaints.

The ad simply said “child care services in a great enviornment, great rates and service that is a step above the rest”. I got my first call from a woman named Christina, she was in her mid 20s at the time and is now probably in her 30s (I don't really ask, because I don't give a fuck). She had two kids she wanted me to look after because she didn't trust letting her dad take care of them. Fucking guy probably couldn't even get it up for these little girls.

Lets cut to the chase. The girls were both white, Marie had long dark blonde hair, with Jainine's hair which had been dyed a brighter blonde was slightly longer. They both had enticing brown eyes, and freckles all over their young, petite bodies. The first girl, Marie, was 4 years old. She was tall and thin for her age, and had sexy pale skin. Janine, at 7 was the oldest of Christina's children at the time (she has given me more little sluts to fuck over the years) and she was a bit more chubby, and carried her baby fat well. Marie cheeks were delightfully puffy and blushed, as to be expected from a girl of that age. She was wearing jean shorts and Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 14/11/09(Sun)16:15 No. 22768 ID: eea37f

>>22762
What are you interested in as far as e-lit goes? I haven't written anything since the first post and I'm open to suggestions. I love voyuerism though so that'll be a common theme. Consensual sex? Non-consensual? Reluctant? Incest or no? There's so many ideas I have and I just want it to be enjoyable to pedo story readers. Anybody else who is interested please give me some constructive (or extremely derogatory) criticism. I like the feeling of mutual arousal though so I can probably work some more kinky shit into the story. No death or torture though.


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Anonymous 14/11/10(Mon)12:04 No. 22774 ID: 2907bc

Oooh. Please more.


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Anonymous 14/11/11(Tue)21:33 No. 22781 ID: b9a090

ok love the stoeu so far. >>22768
my prefferemces for stuff would be reluctant/non consensual, feet, diapers on occasion, incest is good. as for ideas... I dont know how tovwrite shit so I leave that in your capable hands




Against My Will by unknown Anonymous 10/10/30(Sat)08:01 No. 10190 ID: 220478 [Reply]

An old favorite of mine that I've been meaning to repost for a while. F/dog, f/m.

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The hot sun boiled down upon my white skin. School just out for summer I need badly to get started on my tan. I lay motionless in my own backyard, my red two piece bikini covering the smallest amount of skin possible. I was 5'5 and about 110 lbs, blonde, slender and busty for a girl with so little weight. My 30 C cups tits bulging outward at the red fabric draped over them. My boney hips exposed and my shaven cunt covered by just a small triangle of red cloth. I was not a virgin, my boyfriend and I having experimented twice in my life.

I loved the feeling of the warm sun upon my young skin as I heard noises from the fence beside our house. I peered out of my dark sunglasses at the site of a yellow plastic nozzle peeking through the wooden fence posts. I knew instantly that the young boy next door, while turned on at the site of my tight young body, was about to unload his 'super soaker" water gun in my general direction! The little "son of a bitch" never left me alone anymore as I jumped to my feet. The water streaming past me, missing, I laughed aloud and darted for the front door. The boy opened the gate in front of me and charged up the sidewalk ready to unload. Cut off, I darted away from him, my tits bouncing in my suit as I ran for the old building across the alley. I know he had to love the site of my slender, yet jiggling ass running away from him as I made it across the alley and entered the vacant lumber yard building that was full of old boxes. I quickly darted behind a pile and waited for him to pass me by.

I was on all fours, hiding when the nozzle slid up to my head, I didn't even hear him as he snuck up behind me. Laughing, the neighbor boy told me raise up my hands or he would fire. I placed them above my head like a prisoner and stood up. The boy marched me to an opening in the building. I knew if he fired that my body would glisten and be shown off to someone that shouldn't see so much of me. But the entire episode excited me, as he placed a tie around my wrists and bound them behind me. Like a firing squad he stood me in front of him and asked if I had any last words when we both herd a rustling near the door. He looked surprised as his large brown dog trotted over to him. I don't know breeds but the dog weighed at least 100 lbs and was taller than the boys hip. He patted the dog on the head and prepared to fire but the dog trotted towards me. I laughed a little as his dog came over near me, the boy pleaded for the dog to get out of there, as I am sure the boy wanted to see my body soaking wet.

The dog stood at my waist, looking up at me, I asked him if he was my savior, but I couldn't expect what happened next. The dog stuck his nose right into the crotch of my suit and snorted loudly. I was so embarrassed that I jumped backwar Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 12/07/28(Sat)05:21 No. 16800 ID: 2aa1b8

bumping for dog whores everywhere


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Anonymous 13/05/03(Fri)09:43 No. 18843 ID: c915ec

keeping this alive


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Anonymous 14/03/01(Sat)00:09 No. 21262 ID: c9a718

bump for love




My Roomate Anonymous 14/09/20(Sat)10:20 No. 22465 ID: b748ed [Reply]

This is a little bit more experimental than my previous piece, so I do want to know what you think. The next part will be a pretty a pretty big change in direction from this part if there's interest in more. This contains a male-female, non-consensual sex and supernatural elements.

Part 1

The house party had attracted what seemed like the whole neighborhood. On the back patio, the cooler had been freshly filled with beer and the air grew heady with cannabis. Table tennis balls bounced across the kitchen table, eliciting demands of “Drink!” where they landed in red plastic cups. Music blasted in the living room, the couches full of partygoers shouting conversation over the din. The bathroom door flew open with an exasperated shriek. The unwanted intruder stumbling into the line for the toilet, pants open. The door slapped closed and locked.

Hank clutched at his jeans and slurred expletives. He pulled this zipper closed and yelped when he caught himself in it. Gingerly correcting the zipper he stomped back to the party. A round of applause welcomed him back, he scowled, “Whatever.”

He was a business major. 6’4” and a six pack. He pulled the top off a bottle and tossed it back, chugging cheap light beer.

“Bro!” someone called to him from outside. He joined them and hit the joint provided. It was shit weed but he wasn’t picky, it was free after all. “What happened, man?”

“I dunno, she wasn’t too receptive to bathroom blow jobs. I figured, hell, why not ask?”

“Bitches, man.”
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Univited/Uncle+Rick 14/10/30(Thu)20:25 No. 22661 ID: a887c0

>>22657

You are not a special little snowflake. This is not your own little personal story board. Lots of people come here with every fetish under the sun. How the fuck stupid do you have to be to complain just because one story here doesn't cater to your specific, and highly discriminated, fetish. Get over yourself, ignore the stories that don't work for you, and enjoy the ones that do.

If you can't make constructive comments then sit the fuck down, shut the fuck up, and lurk the fuck moar.


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Kal 14/10/31(Fri)10:29 No. 22670 ID: 34bcfc

Well said, Uncle Rick!


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Anonymous 14/10/31(Fri)15:25 No. 22671 ID: 4c2b43

Surprised me with how good the story is.




let's give this a go Non-Anonymous 14/10/28(Tue)07:20 No. 22630 ID: b3e330 [Reply]

greetings, readers. i've sporadically been on this board for quite some time, and never contributed. oh, i replied to some stories, begged for continuations of others, but i never actually WROTE anything for you perverts.

that changes tonight. in a recent burst of inspiration, i finished a twisted little tale that has been lurking in the back of my head for some time. this isn't actually my first completed story, but i feel comfortable enough with this one that i'm dropping it here unedited. without further ado, here we go.

Ma/g(?) Exhib, MC, DubCon, oil, stroke


An unusual afternoon's passing.



The breeze was soft. I took an idle drag off of my cigarette as I watched the traffic pass.
It was early afternoon, on a cloudy midsummer day and I was killing time. Thanks to the bus
schedule I had ample time before I had to actually make the short walk into work and get productive.
So, I found myself sitting on the weathered bench outside of the convenience store, on the corner of
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Non-Anonymous 14/10/29(Wed)08:55 No. 22646 ID: b3e330

>>22632
thank you. any specific criticisms? part of this is to improve, after all. i'm rather aware that i tend to write in the same way i talk, which doesn't really work well.


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Anonymous 14/10/29(Wed)17:18 No. 22648 ID: 653aef

>>22646

not the first guy who responded, but here's my take. I really liked the style, it's not as simplistic as other elit stories I've read. I think I noticed one typo, which is damn good.

the concept was also pretty cool. I've made it a point to not know what any of those tags mean, so the surprise halfway through was awesome.

all told, I hope to see more from you! these single chapter stories are great, too many half-written epics on this board... ahem*roommates*ahem


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Non-Anonymous 14/10/30(Thu)06:27 No. 22655 ID: b3e330

>>22648
would it shock you to hear that i typed this on my phone, while commuting to work? that would be where the lack of typos comes in. that and OCD self-proofreading.

thanks for the compliment, my main worry is that it was going to be too dense/not flow well/poorly interjected commentary by the POV character. and i'll make a note to hide the tags in the future.

with feedback like this, you'll be seeing more. soon as i get an editor. i've got another story complete, my first, and like five more either in the mag, or concepts bouncing around in my head. i do, however, refuse to post anything that's incomplete. roommates, laws of hospitality, and innumerable stories i've read on ASSTR and storiesonline that left me hanging really steam my cheese.




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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Tater_Chips 14/10/28(Tue)08:57 No. 22631 ID: 62b1d7

>>22611

It's called sarcastic humor people. Google "Lewis Black," "Ron White," "Daniel Tosh," "Kathleen Madigan," or "Lewis C.K." In all the years I've been surfing the internet you guys are the most sensitive people I've ever found. I don't get mad at people who comment about the story. I reply sarcastically because I find sarcasm funny. That's all. Feel free to be sarcastic back.


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Anonymous 14/10/28(Tue)11:03 No. 22634 ID: 6c192c

>>22631
Despite all your rage you are still just a rat in a cage.


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Tater+Chips 14/10/29(Wed)03:49 No. 22642 ID: 62b1d7

>>22634

Okay, that made me laugh and I have no idea why. Not sarcasm.




My New Roomate ImNotAPervert 14/10/14(Tue)03:35 No. 22565 ID: cb7628 [Reply]

A few months ago my sister in law moved in, and personally I thought it would be horrible. To my surprise, it ended up with me having a sexual attraction I couldn't understand, or wait to explore.

My sister in law and I have always been close. We watch a lot of the same shows, have a lot of the same interests, but somehow never met each other until I married my wife. I knew she was a busy person, and was always concentrating on work before anything else. But I never thought I would see the day that she would move in due to issues beyond her control. Ever since she moved in we have become gym buddies and let me tell you, it has not made anything easier on me. Working out together I get to see her in tight short shorts, tank tops, and yoga pants. I get to see every tone in her muscles, the definition of her perfect ass, and the sweat glisten off her C cup breasts. Her pheromones are intoxicating and puts my body in a state of pure testosterone when I hit the weights after her.

Today was a normal day at the gym for us. We met up after work for our daily session. Today was chest day, and let me tell you it was beautiful. Spotting her during bench presses I could watch those beautiful breasts tighten on each rep, and relax on the come down. Little drops of sweat rolled down her cleavage in between her sets, and her breasts glistened off the gyms brights fluorescent lights. After we finished our chest exercises, we hit the stationary bikes for our cool down. Her round ass sitting on that seat was like Mona Lisa, just fucking beautiful. We made some conversation about our day while riding and ended up discussing if we should hit the dry sauna after our cool down.

I convinced her it would be in our best interests and she seemed eager to get there after we got done our ride. Fast forward five minutes into the sauna, and we are both soaked in sweat. Me being a guy, I figured I might as well take my shirt off and lay down to relax my muscles. I closed my eyes and put my headphones in trying to find my happy place in this sweat box. Next thing I know, shes sitting next to me saying something I couldn't make out. I took my headphones out and asked her to repeat herself.

"Those are really nice abs" she said half blushing. Now I would normally pass on this type of remark and go back on concentrating on not sweating to death, but her finger started tracing the outline of my stomach and each visible muscle.

"Thanks. I guess you like them a tiny bit?" I chuckled halfheartedly, eyeballing her hand as it made its way to my waistline. By now my cock was rock hard, and easily visible through my workout shorts.

That's when it happened. "I take it you like this." She said very smugly as she pulled my shorts down to expose my now throbbing erection.

"Is that even a question?" I replied as she took my cock into her hand and sta Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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The+Other+Rick 14/10/21(Tue)11:35 No. 22586 ID: d41ba5

Please just whatever you do, keep fucking writing. Thank you, that is all.


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ImNotAPervert 14/10/22(Wed)04:40 No. 22589 ID: cb7628

OP Here. Glad to see the story is receiving positive feedback, I had chapter 2 written and my phone decided to not save it.

I will be working on it as I just was. Hopefully it will turn out better the second time around.


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The+Other+Rick 14/10/23(Thu)14:03 No. 22599 ID: d41ba5

God damn it, technology can be so fickle. I really hope it is better this time though. As a bit of a fighter myself, I know how righting your story out multiple times can really help.




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