To Inherit a Factory
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Milking Factory. Chapter 1: Brother of President Crimson "Welcome, to my factory Davy, brother" said president Jacob Crimsonof the Louisiana Milking Factory to his brother "As you can see you treatour animals well." Davy seemed uneased seeing naked women with lactation devices attached totheir breasts. "In this factory, are the lights on continuously?" hesaid. "Yes, of course, according to regulations 45588//22 of 2025. We haveto, you see. The cows produce less milk when there's night." "I...
The chime of a doorbell informed Felix that his first applicant arrived. For some reason he felt a little nervous. 'I got through everything with Caravel City,' he told himself quietly, 'but this gives me the jitters? What's up with that?' Thinking back to the events of the past two months Felix was largely amazed that he wasn't caught, although there were certainly a couple close calls. Cat getting arrested, for one, didn't really help matters. Fortunately Felix was able to successfully...
Hi Readers. Thanks for the feedback for first two part of the story. This is a continuation for the first and second part of Factory Love in Maid Section. It’s a classy Indian Sex Story… NO INCEST… NO DIRTY…I request the new readers to have a glimpse at first two parts Anyhow, I have tried to shorten my first two parts of story shortly in next two lines… “I am offered a job in a government manufacturing company. Manisha is a gorgeous girl in the factory and reshma is voluptuous girl who stand...
Welcome to the G Factory, Chapter 1 by Misty Drift Koji was a reporter for NHK, Japan's public broadcast network. He had been working on an underground sex trafficking story for about two years when he got word from one of his sources about a secret facility located in a deep forest down in Okinawa. It would cost him a bit out of pocket to travel there from his Tokyo office, but Koji didn't want to give up on any leads. Not yet. He had come too far and spent too much time and...
Introduction: Lonely Lesbian Tara visits the new sex place in town … Factory O May 15, 2038 Dear Diary, You may think that living in a city famous for lesbians would guarantee me a girlfriend by now, but thats just not the case for me. I spend every night alone with no one to pleasure me. Lucky for me, the city just built a new pleasure house, Factory O, for the women in this city like me, to keep down prostitution, and tonights the night that Ive been waiting for. Im gonna cash my paycheck...
FETISH FACTORY By: Shawna Summer [email protected] I'm not sure what possessed me to take this crazy job. I mean, I wasn't desperate. Certainly, not yet anyway! Sure I'd been trying to find journalistic work, but the best I could find was some freelance photography stuff. Although just taking pictures was fairly easy work for my skill level. Plus the nice camera my folks had gotten me for my birthday helped! Still the jobs really didn't pay much unless you were a major name or...
Dear Diary, You may think that living in a city famous for lesbians would guarantee me a girlfriend by now, but that's just not the case for me. I spend every night alone with no one to pleasure me. Lucky for me, the city just built a new pleasure house, Factory O, for the women in this city like me, to keep down prostitution, and tonight's the night that I've been waiting for. I'm gonna cash my paycheck and spend all night at Factory O until my aching pussy can take no more. May 16,...
Chapter 1. Girl’s night out It was Friday night, and I was looking forward to seeing my friends tonight. It was our regular thing – six of us got together for pasta and wine at an inexpensive Italian place everyone liked. Ok – there are supposed to be six of us. On any given week, there usually were a couple that couldn’t make it, leaving the remaining four to catch up with each other and gossip about the others. Keeping the rumors under control is always a big incentive, so I tried to be...
Introduction: Tara visits Factory O again and has a thrilling new experience June 1, 2038 Dear Diary, I visited Factory O again last night. I havent been able to stop thinking about it since my last visit, when four girls worked my pussy raw. I got a new paycheck and decided to quench my thirst for another big orgasm (or maybe some more!) at Factory O. As I was showering off in the locker room, a mandatory practice at Factory O, I looked around and realized how busy it was. Naturally, I was...
Thanks for the wonderful response folks. That to Rishma(Indian Sex Stories) for encouragement. This is continuation of Factory Love series.. Enjoy Cheers… I got a free license to have two girlfriends and I am happy and proud about that. Both Manisha and Reshma love me and I love both of them. As they accepted in front to everyone in the factory that they love me, there is no cat fight between them, but they don’t talk between each other. I am not really worried about it as long as they are fine...
It doesn't matter if you haven't read Part 1 - enjoy!PART 2 – FACTORY VISITFucking Nigel was supposed to have been a one off thing – just a bit of fun to kill time. It was Nigel’s fault we kept going - I was so jealous that Phea was getting regularly fucked at the office and I wasn’t – boo hoo, so sad for me. Problem is – I do enjoy a good cock, especially the ones that cum inside me. It’s not that Nigel stopped fucking Phea, and why would he, she is a very cute little fuck buddy – she was...
I am a simple man with a few credentials in my life. But the most important one is that i was born on the right place, which put me on the right side . The one that won the war, a war that split the world into two groups. Those of us who still walk the earth free, and those who are slaves, with virtually no rights. After the war was over i got a job as a guard at the first human milk factory that was created, shortly after. The pay wasn't much, but it was an easy job and i had plenty of...
I am a simple man with a few credentials in my life. But the most important one is that i was born on the right place, which put me on the right side . The one that won the war, a war that split the world into two groups. Those of us who still walk the earth free, and those who are slaves, with virtually no rights. After the war was over i got a job as a guard at the first human milk factory that was created, shortly after. The pay wasn't much, but it was an easy job and i had plenty of time...
Dear Diary, I visited Factory O again last night. I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since my last visit, when four girls worked my pussy raw. I got a new paycheck and decided to quench my thirst for another big orgasm (or maybe some more!) at Factory O. As I was showering off in the locker room, a mandatory practice at Factory O, I looked around and realized how busy it was. Naturally, I was excited because that meant I got to look at a variety of women during shower time....
I looked through my small collection of clothing and picked out a light green blouse and a black skirt. It wasn't very fancy, but it was the best I had. I undressed and looked at myself in a mirror. I'm a fairly good-looking girl with a great body and average-sized breasts that look big on my exceptionally short frame. I quickly put on the blouse and skirt, then showed my brother. "You look beautiful," he said as he looked up and down my body, causing my face to turn a deep pink as I...
Welcome to this adventure, new reader. Here. A little bit of backstory: Sammy’s Sweets. To the town of Loker, it was a name synonymous with incredible treats and sweets that defied logic. Bubble gum that could actually lift the chewers up the bigger a bubble was blown. Ice cream that could be eaten frozen, not be messy if it was melted, and even get baked into a fluffy cake. Lollipops that changed the colors of the eater’s lips and tongue. They were practically miraculous. However…one day,...
FetishThe new balloon factory on the out skirts of town is a strange place. First it is owned by Evan D. Light a recluse that no one has meet. In fact no one can say whether Evan is a man or a woman. Those who work in the factory only say its the greatest job in the world and look forward to work everyday. Loved ones of these works have noticed an increase in their sexual desires as well as a strong rubber fetish. Those who visit the factory get an odd sexual feeling from the place. Though this only...
FetishStella Maris outsmarts her folks, who still provide the rent for her student room, while she has actually already moved in with her first serious steady boyfriend. Who takes his time to teach her all he knows from earlier erotic experiences. Stella Maris actually cancels her up-town apartment near the old (from 1928) Olympic Stadium in Amsterdam-South, several months earlier. As she spends most nights anyway in their big bed. Right under the ceiling of her lover's small place in a student...
I stretched out in the chair and yawned. The sun was shining and it was comfortable in the diner. The night's exercise had left my body feeling pleasantly used, I took a bite of my burger- the meat was charred around the edges from the griddle- the bitter crunch mingled well with the taste of the coffee. The waitress was bent over opposite me, talking to a regular. Her skirtt was tight-stretched over her shapely buttocks. I admired the view for a moment before calling her over to order...
a real quick write - not a literary masterpiece, but fun - hope you enjoy it. I know I did - dedicated to J, who inspired it. Mist hung like a spectral curtain, clinging to everything inthe heart of downtown Vancouver, turning the night primeval. A brick wall, dingy and home to graffiti rose from rain soaked concrete and was seemingly lost in the clouds. Reflected streetlights and traffic signals shimmered in the puddles and gutters, trembling with the beat of distant thunder that spilled out...
LesbianJourneying down the motorway on a cold November night was Steve Watson and his 15 year old son Tom Journeying down the motorway on a cold November night was Steve Watson and his 15 year old son Tom. They were driving in Steve?s Lexus saloon car at a moderate speed upon arrival at there destination. Tom was slouched in the front seat, smoking a cigarette whilst hanging his arm out the window, feeling the breeze as it sprayed past him. The air was cold yet satisfying. Tom knew today he was...
Note : I posted this story a few years ago but it eventually was replaced by others. I thought I would post it again.WELCOME TO THE FACTORY (LESBIAN STORY)It was Ania’s first day and she was nervous. She had had enough of school and at 18 she wanted to work to help her mother Paula make ends meet. Paula’s husband had left a long time ago and the Polish wife with broken English had had trouble finding a job until she was recruited by the chocolate packing factory owned by another Polish woman...
Wendy Wilco brought my brother and I to a room labeled "Laundromat." "Here are your clothes," Wilco said and handed us our clothing. "Everything you had should be in the pockets." Wilco's voice seemed a bit somber and emotionless, nothing like her usual enthusiastic self. She didn't even bother putting on her own clothes. Once my brother and I were clothed, Wilco left the room. We followed her silently and she brought us back to the door we originally entered the building through....
Two weeks earlier...You want to be business partners?My phone vibrated a few hours later. It was Jaden texting me.Jaden: I'm intrigued... what kind?I quickly typed back:The Factory. You don't even have to be at the joint sometimes. Purely business. Silent.He replied:Jaden: Why did you ask me?I answered quickly:You have a business mindset. You got a kid. You are the mature one out of us...After I sent that, he had this to say:Jaden: What about Bruce?I chuckled to myself. I got a job made for...
MoneyAbout a year ago, the company had hired some new drivers. Among those new workers was a young red haired girl named Mara. She was in her early twenties, and she was absolutely beautiful. Mara stood about 5’6” tall and weighed a modest 113 lbs. She wore loose clothing to work, a company shirt and the standard company shorts, but the way it draped her frame was a cute sight to most of the men who were lucky to gaze upon her beauty. Many long looks were taken and filed away by the guys who worked...
Feminization Factory By Jennifer White I grew up in a small town in the middle of the country, where you either took up farming, worked in the one and only local factory, or you left. I had no desire to work as hard as a farmer does, for so little money, but I couldn't afford college. So I ended up working at the plant, which still employed a few hundred people. TriCounty was a small local company, which had made quality clothes for three quarters of a century. There had been...
This is continuation of the Factory Love I. I request the viewers to have a glimpse at part I to get the full picture. Hope you will like this.. I need step back to 15 days back to start this story with Reshma’s chapter. Reshma is young, unmarried, very beautiful and very voluptuous, excellent structure with very tight well grown ass. She might fit to any type of dresses that she wears. Most of the employees working over there have an eye on her. I didn’t get a chance to flirt with her as she...
This is the first story I've written for Fictionmania. It probably won't turn you on. But then again, it might. Who knows? Okay, explanation time. I am transsexual. However I am also a transvestite of sorts, which apart from causing me the occasional head-fuck means that I enjoy reading FM. However, I do find myself quite bemused by a lot of the plot devices present in the stories here; most particularly those, which focus on the protagonist being turned into some item of...
PROLOGUE: 20 year reunion “And you are all checked in miss. We hope you enjoy your stay here at the Virgin Gorda, where your pleasure is our guarantee, do you have any questions about our services before I let you go?” Bill tried his hardest to make eye contact with the woman in front of him. Of all the things you could get fired for at Virgin Gorda, ogling a guest is right at the top of the list. Usually that was not a problem, considering the usual clientele of the hotel ranged from the...
FetishI stood outside the building near the curb as the silver Audi pulled up. I opened the door and squeezed into the confines of the little TT coupe, hearing Carol giggle as I struggled into my seat. "Buckle up, Big Guy," she warned as she sped away. "Did you enjoy your dinner with Ms. Reebeck on Friday night?""Very much," I laughed. "That's quite the condo she has.""Yes, it's a beautiful place," she agreed. "You will be spending a fair amount of time there, I suspect.""That's fine...
Group SexAll Jeff could think about was HOT, WET, GLISTENING, PUSSY as he walked the streets of his small town. Although he considered himself an average guy with an average sex drive. He absolutely had this thing for cunts. He would be perfectly content is SUCK, LICK, FINGER, and SMELL pussy 24 hours a day. His prick always gets hard just thinking about it. Being single and currently without a girlfriend this was very much a dilemma in his "average" life. Sometimes Jeff wondered why he...
They say in this generation, dating is almost nonexistent. Which I almost agree with. This is because we are blunt and we know what we want. However, I don’t even know what the hell to call my relationship with Daisy. Is she my girlfriend? Are we fuck buddies? I do know one thing. I love when she calls me “Daddy.”It was mid-afternoon on a Saturday when she called me via FaceTime. “Hey, daddy,” She said.“What’s up, baby girl?" I responded.“Getting ready for work, you?"I cursed to myself. I...
MoneyI was a fairly normal girl in a fairly normal town. I lived in a small apartment with my older brother Nathan. Our parents had died when we were young, leaving us alone to fend for ourselves. We were both heartbroken, but Nate was strong and helped me cope and move on. We worked odd jobs every once in a while and I had a paper route that made me a little money. Unfortunately, the rent on our tiny apartment was being raised and it didn't look like we'd have enough money by the end of the...
Let me tell you a story. A story about lust. A story about the flesh. Some people resist better than others. Some people are less lustful than others. Lust is of course, one of the seven deadly sins. We are all born in original sin. But for some, at some part of their lives, lust of the body was part of their destiny. I say that because this is how Daisy and myself reconnected... at a strip club. Lillian, one of the girls that guys went crazy for in high school... is a bartender.... in a strip...
MoneyLet me tell you a story. A story about lust. A story about the flesh. Some people resist better than others. Some people are less lustful than others. Lust is of course, one of the seven deadly sins. We are all born in original sin. But for some, at some part of their lives, lust of the body was part of their destiny. I say that because this is how Daisy and myself reconnected... at a strip club. Lillian, one of the girls that guys went crazy for in high school... is a bartender... in a strip...
MoneyI’ve always been a pretty girl, short at 5’5”, 123 pounds with long flowing strawberry blonde hair. My full lips dark blue eyes and long eyelashes as well as my alabaster white skin were great attributes to have, but my long legs and sizable breasts were always what got me noticed by the boys. I could never blame the boys for staring though, my breasts are 36DD’s and I always wore some type of short skirt to school showcasing my shapely legs. Because of those good looks, all through high...
The Doll Factory BY ADMIN ON MARCH 8, 2009 · 2 COMMENTS f***ed Mind Control Author: Mr. Pink Elizabeth woke not with a start but with a moan. Her head was aching as if a Sherman tank was parked inside her skull Where am I? she thought to herself . As if she was answering her own question her memories of last night returned. It was the last night before she left for her backpacking trip to Canada, there was no food in the empty flat so she was going to drive to the nearest Macdonald’s for...
The Doll FactoryBY ADMIN ON MARCH 8, 2009 · 2 COMMENTSforced Mind ControlAuthor: Mr. PinkElizabeth woke not with a start but with a moan. Her head was aching as if a Sherman tank was parked inside her skullWhere am I? she thought to herself .As if she was answering her own question her memories of last night returned.It was the last night before she left for her backpacking trip to Canada, there was no food in the empty flat so she was going to drive to the nearest Macdonald’s for dinner. As...
Friday after breakfast Jonas received a call from Bruno in Verona. "Hello, Jonas. I've got two pieces of good news for you. Your equipment will arrive Saturday morning by special transport. If you want to, I could bring it to you Saturday before lunch, and if you want me to, I can hook up everything and give you the first instructions. Do you have special plans for Saturday?" "No. Nothing I know of, at least. That would be very kind of you." "Yeah, well, it's good for me too. It's...
***story of a 28 year old single man -John, after his abduction.* *** Part 1, the beginning. I slowly opened my eyes. Where the fuck am I ? I had been stripped naked. I was in a cold steel room with only a door with a small barred window near the upper middle area. I must be in prison for something? I’m not a terrorist or anything, what could it be? I go over to the door and try to look out through the bars. I cant see much. it’s a very tall door. Its pretty quiet, although it sounds like I can...
Erotic Fiction“Ok, so, tell me, what made you take this job?" I said.“I have kids to feed. I lost my old job not too long ago... Not that it was a good one.”“People romanticize stripping. It is sexy but it’s dangerous,” I said. “That being said, let me give you a few points by working here. The first and most important one being: It will take more than that beautiful curvaceous ass of yours to make men crumble. Watch the performances, you'll see.”“Coming to the stage... Peaches!" the DJ introduced.I looked...
MoneyAbout a week later, I started thinking about her again. Why was I thinking about her? Daisy… I mean, Charlie was actually a stripper at a strip club I went to. And I actually had an inkling she was one.“You know where I am, Daddy. Ask for Charlie…”The way she said that turned me on so much. I wanted more of her. Knowing the consequences, I still wanted it. So, when I told my boys…“Wait. Daisy’s a stripper? And you fucked her?” My best friend Bruce said. I nodded in affirmation.“Daisy? Dirty...
MoneyAbout a week later, I started thinking about her again. Why was I thinking about her? Daisy… I mean, Charlie was actually a stripper at a strip club I went to. And I actually had an inkling she was one.“You know where I am, Daddy. Ask for Charlie…”The way she said that turned me on so much. I wanted more of her. Knowing the consequences, I still wanted it. So, when I told my boys…“Wait. Daisy’s a stripper? And you fucked her?” My best friend Bruce said. I nodded in affirmation.“Daisy? Dirty...
MoneyIt had been a while since I had been back to the Factory. Even though I had not been in some time, I didn’t want to seem like some perverted strip club addict or something. I think that ship has sailed already. My thoughts were filled with undressing women. Lillian. Keisha. And…“Hey, Shawn!”I jerked out of my trance for one second. It was Daisy in her car.“Need a ride?” Daisy said. I was waiting on the next bus. I quickly contemplated my options.“Hey, Daisy. Where you going?” I said.“Where you...
MoneyIt had been a while since I had been back to the Factory. Even though I had not been in some time, I didn’t want to seem like some perverted strip club addict or something. I think that ship has sailed already. My thoughts were filled with undressing women. Lillian. Keisha. And…“Hey, Shawn!”I jerked out of my trance for one second. It was Daisy in her car.“Need a ride?” Daisy said. I was waiting on the next bus. I quickly contemplated my options.“Hey, Daisy. Where you going?” I said.“Where you...
MoneyLet me tell y'all a story about a woman I used to know.I walked through the Factory on a cold night in January. When I walked through, all my olfactories felt a tingle. I looked around at the people for a symbol. This was no Willy Wonka chocolate. Past athletes from my childhood, married men committing infidelity, singles... This was a whole different kind of thing for your sweet tooth.Nonetheless, I still walked through the Factory with thoughts that can fill a diary. What was I doing here? I...
Money“You work here?” I said.“Yeah,” my cousin Raven responded. I looked back at Lillian, incredulously. She had the same look.“You’re related?” Lillian questioned, tilting her head.“Yeah,” I said.“Distantly, but still…” Raven added.“Raven… you are a waitress here, right? You don’t strip?” I asked her.~~~My phone vibrated. It was Daisy. It read… With clients right now.I thought: 'Clients?'~~~Meanwhile…“Uh, about that…” Lillian chimed in.“Oh, shit, another one?” I asked.“Actually, all of us got...
Money“You work here?” I said.“Yeah,” my cousin Raven responded. I looked back at Lillian, incredulously. She had the same look.“You’re related?” Lillian questioned, tilting her head.“Yeah,” I said.“Distantly, but still…” Raven added.“Raven… you are a waitress here, right? You don’t strip?” I asked her.~~~My phone vibrated. It was Daisy. It read… With clients right now.I thought: 'Clients?'~~~Meanwhile…“Uh, about that…” Lillian chimed in.“Oh, shit, another one?” I asked.“Actually, all of us got...
Moneya real quick write – not a literary masterpiece, but fun – hope you enjoy it. I know I did – dedicated to J, who inspired it. ,) Mist hung like a spectral curtain, clinging to everything inthe heart of downtown Vancouver, turning the night primeval. A brick wall, dingy and home to graffiti rose from rain soaked concrete and was seemingly lost in the clouds. Reflected streetlights and traffic signals shimmered in the puddles and gutters, trembling with the beat of distant thunder that spilled...
Indru tamil kama kathaiyil ilamaiyaana magalum pinbu vithavai ammavaiyum eppadi usar seithu matter poten endru ungaluku solugiren. Suvarasiyam athigam irukum kama kathaikul selalam vaarungal, en peyar karthik. En veethiiyil oru pen ilamaiyaaga sexiyaaga irupaal, avalai thinamum sight adithu kondu irupen. Thinamum aval kalluri sendru varum pozhuthu iru velaiyilum sight adika arambithu viduven. Aval peyar nandhini vayathu 21 irukum, avaluku veetil aan thunai kidaiyaathu. Veetil oru amma iru...
. I very recently started work in a factory on the edge of town, where they make underwear for teenagers mostly. In my department were two girls who were obviously lesbians, I found myself being strangely attracted to them. One was a bit butch called Jenni, but she still looked pretty, and the other was very casual in her appearance, named Emma, slightly more rugged looking, I was to later find out that they were an item.I got to talk to them a lot over the coming weeks, they were ever so...
Baby FactoryDarla jumped for joy at the positive test result. Right there in front of her was the delightful little â+â mark showing that she was finally carrying the little bundle of joy she had been trying for for several years.Bluntly put, Darla was a slut.A prostitute by profession, she humped as many guys as possible, as often as possible, and insisted on no condoms, ever. She had obsessed about pregnancy since going through puberty years before, but nothing ever seemed to work. Now, at...
Hey Dudes & Forks, I am Karthik. I came from an upper middle class family. I am good at studies, desperate to get a job on my own. Finally I got offer in a Steel company located somewhere in the border of Andra and Karnataka with a very good package. My parent were so happy, they have provided all gifts costly watch, golden chain, three rings and sent off me like a bridegroom. I reached the city where I am gonna with in, get settle there in two / three days. My job is to replace an old computer...
That Thursday evening Tove got back from work later than she usually did. And it was not just due to a lot of traffic on her way back home. She had been in an awful lot of meetings. Nothing had worked out. The day started off with a review of the project she had just finished. At nine she had still been oozing confidence and thought the review would be a breeze. She had hoped to get promoted another three steps in the mars hierarchy and get the job in strategic marketing she had always...
Hi friends its me from Pakistan Karachi aaj mai aap ko aik apni real story sunata ho mai aik garment factory mai kam karta tha or wo bhi wohi kam karti thi dekhnai mai to wo mujhai bohat shareef si larki lagti thi magar thi intihai kameeni meri us k sath dosti bari mushkil sai hoe kio k wo kisi sai bat hi nahi karti thi isi waja sai wo mujhai bohat achi lagti thi mai us sai sirf dosti karna chahta tha kisi bhi keemat pe or mujhai aik din mooka bhi mil gaya us ki birthday thi mujhai us ki dost...
Next morning he spent setting up gear, sorting out the sheet music, which he had already printed in three copies, and planning for printing the missing pages. When he went to lunch, he brought his laundry to drop it in the containers. He had hardly sat down in the cantina when Sarah turned up. "Hi, Jonas. I have two messages for you. A gentleman called. He wanted me to tell you that your coffee lady is in hospital with a broken leg and a concussion. He said you would know who she...
Chapter 1: Exeter As I boarded the train at Exeter station, I realised this is the first time I'd been home to see my family since the term started in September. Now it was the Christmas holidays and my life seemed empty. The previous two years at university had been blessed with a great lesbian love affair that had lasted most of the time here. But it had all gone wrong this term. I was depressed although I had tried hard not to let it affect my course work. The train, bound for London, was...
Chapter 1: Doomsday in Metropolis It was just a normal Tuesday in downtown Metropolis. Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne, and Diana Prince were in the middle of ordering coffee at the local superhero themed diner to enjoy civilian life for once. “I’ll take mine black” Bruce said to the waitress that was dressed as Wonderwoman. “Typical, let me guess you’ll have the toast extra dark too.” The real Wonderwoman said in jest at the brooding billionaire. Clark smirked, though they had faced down gods together...