Little Piggy The Awakening Revised
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Miss Piggy gets a lap dance by a female stripper after Elizabeth Banks kiss, left her wanting more much more. December 12, 2021 Los Angeles. 9:00 PM The Pussycat Stripclub Miss… Miss Piggy gets a lap dance by a female stripper after Elizabeth Banks kiss, left her wanting more much more. December 12, 2021 Los Angeles. 9:00 PM The Pussycat Stripclub Miss Piggy arrived in her limo at the Stripclub's entrance. Although she had called earlier she had to steady herself as she exited the vehicle...
LesbianI entered the room with low expectations for satisfaction. The profile that was given to me was not that of a woman. But of an ssbbw, foul, and ugly creature with a cunt. However in order to fuck the beautiful super model in the next room I had to make this fat cow bitch cum. I pushed the door to the side only to reveal my worst nightmare. A fat white female wearing only a huge pink thong. Her huge belly drooped down all the way to her knees. Her navel resembled a huge crust filled crater. Her...
Little Piggy woke when she felt her father rustling in the bed and remembered last night. She slid off the bed and headed back to her bedroom quietly. It was very early in the morning so she went to bed and returned to sleeping. She started dreaming about her adventure with her father's dick. The feelings of her body and her father's strong passion. Her dream drifted to being in her mom's position in the bedroom in the middle of the day. Remembering watching through the crack as her...
Dust covered everything, fine gritty sandy dust, The dark brooding mountains surrounded us but the yellowish dust covered everything, yellowish dust stirred up by everything that moved except the Camels as they glided along loaded down with drugs and explosives and turbanned killers with Kalashnikovs, and sugar and fertiliser for their improvised explosive devices IEDs. It was an IED that killed my friend "Toby" Judge and led to the Regiment dragging me away from the lush green fields of...
Piggy and the Repairman I was a very bad girl today. That is why my Mistress has had me blindfolded and my ankles secured to a spreader bar locked to the rings in her basement floor and my arms stretched above me and secured to another spreader bar. I have been in the basement for what seems hours, naked and cold and undergoing all sorts of punishments. But I know these punishments are well deserved for how badly I acted today. She has left me alone for now and I can hear her moving...
Every once and a while she would watch them play together and it usually involved him touching her, sometimes in naughty places and other times him butting up right next to her when she knew he was all HARD in his pants. She didn't have that type of Daddy action at home and she was envious of her friends' fun with her Dad. It was finally getting warmer and her parents were going to go buy some plants and seeds, but she wasn't that interested. They seldom would allow her to be home by...
I am absolutely sure the British Army would never behave like this. Any similarity between any characters and anyone living or dead is probably unavoidable though unintentional. PIGGY PIG[ The scene, somewhere in Afganistan. Dust covered everything, fine gritty sandy dust, The dark brooding mountains surrounded us but the yellowish dust covered everything, yellowish dust stirred up by everything that moved except the Camels as they glided along loaded...
Its all his fault I try to convince myself on all 4 side by side with other little piggies looking as afraid as iamall of our lil pink piggy suit the same and the pink chastity flapping ad clinging between our legsall 5 waiting for the door to open and run as fast as we could to the other barn and win the cash moneya screen to our left presenting the hunterall of them holding a massive bbc a voice relating last hunt successMike was on of them, that ass hole who brought me here after using both...
This little piggy went to.........well, somewhere dark! Whilst looking at the newly posted pictures of your friend Davina on Fetlife you notice a side banner advertising a fetish rubber suit website. Clicking the link you arrive at the strangest rubber suit you have ever seen. It is a pink pig suit complete with ten inflatable teats and a curly tail. The price is rather high so even though it peaks your interest you know you can't afford it. Just as you are about to go back to Fetlife...
“Piggy open those legs wider” His voice makes me jump. He is standing right in front of me. I open my legs wider and I can hear him step back and the camera taking more photos. After a couple of more snaps I can hear him putting down the camera on the nightstand. He stands behind me and places my collar around my neck. He leans into my right ear and whispers “Oh daddy is going to really have fun with piggy tonight. What’s the point of having a piggy whore if daddy can’t get to destroy her...
Today she asked a question, “How do you feel when you play with your pig shit?” I couldn’t believe she asked but I guess I always wanted to answer. “I am so turned on and excited. I want to be clean but at the same time I want it smeared on me. I want to be made to show, and told where to put it. When I rub it on my tiny dicklet I could almost cum immediately. However, doing it for you is the real excitement, imaging what you think of me, imaging you tell all your friends what a nasty pig...
Friday Little Piggy woke up in the morning with a stretch and a wiggle and an 'mmm.' She looked over at the ball bag laying next to her bed and wondered if Coach was going to give her a ride today. This made her squeeze her knees together and groan. She was thinking about what the teachers said and the note she brought home. Letting them know she might be a little late coming home. Her father interrupted her train of thought as he stuck his head in her door and said, 'Come on. Get...
“You made quite the mess, piggy” daddy smiles as he bends down to take my face in his hand. His thumb grazes my lips and he slowly outlines them. I can feel my breathing beginning to steady, coming back to normal. In these tender moments, I know that daddy does care for me. Even if at times he treats me like his fucktoy. “You know I like things nice and clean, don’t you piggy. There’s only one filthy thing allowed in this house and that’s you.” He stands back up and removes his hand from my...
"Piggy, come over and sit on my back porch until I text you again," so here he was. Fuck. He had been sitting, twiddling his thumbs for about a half an hour by now, and yet he hadn't begun to feel a tinge of restlessness or anticipation for getting called inside. He knew what awaited him: some form of torment from the young girl who had so much over him. The only thing he felt while sitting on that stoop was pure and absolute guilt for how hard he was, simply sitting...
Warning: This story has Dom/Sub, Wife sharing, Brutal Anal, F2M Oral, male creampie cleaning, Alc., Humiliation, and Nascar. If you’re trying to quit watching cars drive in a circle, PLEASE STOP HERE.One thing that us Southern backwoods inbred, white trash trailer rednecks are known for it Nascar. Now add some friends, Alcohol, and me, a dutiful wife, and you got yourself a good time! Cum see how I pleased my hubbies desires. Don't forget the shine.Once Upon a time in a Southern backwoods...
The Red Dot Tavern was always filled to capacity in the bar area at night. After ten o-clock the half bar half arcade tavern serves as an afterhours spot. Singles go to mingle, lovers go to cuddle, and I go to drown away the memory of the Piggy Bitch. Not to forget the disgusting event that occurred. The foul b**st made my cock boldly go where no cock has gone before. The way she looked, smelled, and took all of my black monster consumed my entire being. My soul desired to fuck her fat sloppy...
Thursday Little Piggy walked down the street away from home heading to school. She was mastering the training belt and knew how to accentuate or not its affects. At the end of the block was Coach Gray standing next to a big black pickup. 'Feeling better today?' he said looking down at her. 'Yes, sir.' she said with a smirk and a salute. 'Did you practice?' She knew what he meant. She held up the ball bag and twirled her dress smoothly and gracefully. 'Get in. I'll give you a ride.'...
Wednesday Little Piggy was up early, or more to the point she had a restless night. Her first thought in the morning started when she rolled over and the big prongs stuffed in her folds and pucker moved. What a feeling she thought to herself. She sat up on the bed and rocked back and forth renewing her excitement from yesterday's events. LP was a little bleary eyed and the walk to school went much like the walk home the day before. She had to stop a couple times and shake through the...
Warning: This story has breast feeding, sexual, d**g, and Dom/Sub training practices. If your trying to quit drinking breast milk, STOP HERE.Once Upon a time in a Southern backwoods farming and mining community lived poor uneducated folk, I was one of those folks. My name is Tammy Sue, and I was a little 5'3 120 pound chubby girl with 38C udders that swelled to D's when I was impregnated. My hubby was from the North, and enjoyed by dutiful southern charm. He loved to give me assignments that...
That's the only word to describe the way she'd become. She did it on purpose, most of the time. Leaving her phone full of pictures of him at her feet, his face in her crotch, and his cock inside of her, sitting out on the counter all the time, only going to get it halfway through her torment. He would show up shortly after her parents would leave, and she would be in her room, with her phone on the counter. Frankly, the possibilities of what could happen with that phone were horrifying....
As he exited the store, he looked around and saw her. The girl whose feet would undoubtedly fit the shoes, considering she had pressed her old shoes against his face long enough for him to read the size while she demanded he remember the numbers, even as that smell entered his nose. Admittedly, he had had to write the size down on his wrist, but it was a necessity considering the risk associated with getting the wrong size or, God forbid, not getting a pricey enough pair. He had...
"It's not going in..." a player in red and grey football gear replied to the jeers of the impatient line behind him. The head of his cock was ten times the size of the hole it was attempting to penetrate and the spongy flesh had already reached its compression limit at the entrance. "Don't act like your dick is special," the coach told him, looking at his watch. "Put your weight into it and it'll stretch out. I'm sure the boys have already told you the deal: nobody steps on or...
Monday after school she arrived at Mr. Newnen's office. He led her into his private office and sat her down in an old school desk he had. He told her they would get started in a moment. He was waiting for something. She suspected it was Coach Gray. Coach said he would meet her here to work out the lessons. The room was quiet as Mr. Newnen corrected class papers all the while looking up at her every so often. She was starting to squirm in the stiff little desk. Mashing her little pea into...
Inspired the anonymous commenter, you know who you are, this one's for you! Piggy By Apple We'd first met a few months ago now, and why we were together still didn't really make much sense. We weren't a couple that anyone would have expected, and I was as shocked as anyone when the shy young man had come over to me in the club and made his nervous advances. I admit, at first I thought someone had put him up to it, but he seemed genuine, and things just carried on from there. Let me...
Tuesday Little Piggy found it hard to concentrate in class as every time she moved the fingers of the training belt would send new sensations through her. Finally the school day was over and she hurried to Mr. Newnen's office for her detention. The brisk walk jarring her pucker and folds with each long stride. She knocked on the office door and heard Mr. Newnen invite her in. She stood inside the door of his office waiting for instructions. Mr. Newnen was correcting papers as usual....
Those women up in the mail room were probably envied little piggy adventures. What they fail to realize is that spreading your legs for pleasure isn't as hard as society makes it out to be. Instead of just enjoying yourself and having fun they turn it into a chore full of emotions. I'm not against emotions, but there's a time and place for it. I can say without no doubt that sometimes a man just wants to fuck, cum and be done. You have to enjoy it for just that. In fact, it's super hot when...
A couple of months ago one of our members said he was starting the Sissy Piggy Army for all those who wanted to become Sissy Pigs. I thought I was already one. So I contacted the member and said I wanted to join. He said I had to have a photo or video of me in my sissy clothes licking a toilet bowl in a bathroom. I was more than happy to do that. Except my non-sexual wife lives with me 24/7 and I have not been able to seriously dress up or make vids for six long months. I was very unhappy about...
Wendy Makes Her Piggy Jizz [wife verbally fat shames her older hubby to ejaculate hands-free]Bobby Flanders tossed and turned in his bed but could not go to sleep. His wife Wendy was uncharacteristically late from her job at the local bar. Most days she came home before his bed-time and they both enjoyed a nightcap before calling it a day. Bobby had always been the happy go lucky type since his c***dhood, he had a successful business that he operated from home and had never wanted his trophy...
Master had said we were going to a party and I wondered what sort of a party I, as a piggy slave, would go too. We were in the car with me dressed normally (my large cleavage always on show) but in light bondage gear, my piggy collar and lead, handcuffs and a tight rope “pantie” rubbing painfully against my pussy). We had been going for about an hour and were out in the country. Master turned into a driveway where there were several other cars. We got out and he led me on my lead to the front...
(Not a story per say, but a collection of my past kinky history) Per Lil Piggy In the past it was easy because the world I know now I didn't know then.The "top" aspect was simple for lack of a better word. There just wasn't much to it. All you needed was a bottom and they either went down or opened up for you. That mentally came from the women I was fucking out there. Which was funny because as I was doing it, I got off thinking about those guys I played with when I was a teenager. I did...
After weeks apon weeks of torment harasshing an mistreatment of micke james by mcsheel mccool an layla it was time for mickie james to finally get a messure of revenge as she would get her shot at mickie james tite at the 2010 royal rumble Upon coming to SmackDown in late 2009 by way of the tri-brand Divas trade, Women’s Champion Michelle McCool has made Mickie James’ life miserable • Michelle and Layla viciously cut Mickie’s ring attire with a pair of scissors. • In Michelle’s personalized...
EroticOnce Upon a time in a southern backwoods farming and mining community lived poor uneducated folk. My name is Tammy Sue, and I was a little 5'3 120 pound chubby girl with 38C udders that swelled to D's when I was impregnated. My hubby was from the North, and enjoyed by dutiful southern charm. He loved to give me assignments that would show my loyalty, and at the same time keep me entertained on the farm.One night while I was stroking my husband’s penis in bed, he mentioned to me that one of his...
Once Upon a time in a southern backwoods farming and mining community lived poor uneducated folk. My name is Tammy Sue, and I was a little 5'3 120 pound chubby girl with 38C udders that swelled to D's when I was impregnated. My hubby was from the North, and enjoyed by dutiful southern charm. He loved to take me on trips away from the farm. To see the big city!This Friday, my hubby told me to dress up. Boofy Hair, Heavy makeup, Nails done. Then I put on my Thigh High stockings, lace...
Looking down at Claire, I laughed at how stupid and degraded she looked. "What a dirty fucking whore," I said. "You know, ladies and gentlemen, I think she's more like a pig than a dog or a cat, don't you?" The audience standing around watching Claire's continuing abasement laughed and nodded their agreement."Yeah", chortled a guy wearing a dinner jacket, "A dirty fucking cum pig. That's what she is. What are you, whore?""A c…cump…ig, sir," mumbled Claire, blushing with shame.Christina pushed...
Lee sat up, alert to the banging outside her door. ‘What the hell?’ She had only been asleep for about four hours. After rolling off the bottom bunk, she struggled back into her jumpsuit. She headed to the door to find out what was happening in the hallway. As she pulled the door back, a pink blur shot past her. It then proceeded to wiggle under the bottom bunk squealing the whole time. Lee looked out to see Dave’s lanky form sprawled on the hall floor. He had a distinct smear of pig shit...
After the others left, Kit and Kat took their own turns, right there on the floor of the piggery. There was a very specific flavor to those last sex acts of the evening. There was, of course, the setting. The floor was covered in litter. Straw. Beer cans and plastic cups. Pig droppings. Discarded clothing. Shannon was caked in spit and lube and cum. Sex with these two sorority organizers was not frenzied, as was rest of the evening. They took their time, now that they were no longer hosting...
Little Miss PiggyThis story is completely fictional and does not intentionally bare any resemblance to any persons living or dead. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not read this if you are easily offended.This is my first story so I could do with some feed back ([email protected])Claire shut the door and got in the car. She had finally been convinced by her two best friends Megan and Mary to go to a sleep over they had organised for her at Mary’s house as her parents were...
"Admirable." False flattery? No. Something else. Manipulation. Shannon knew she was being played with, but it was still her choice to play. Elizabeth Fisher's games made her feel not simply naked, but exposed. "Admirable? All I did was attend a barbeque." "How did you enjoy it?" With all that she had done recently, Shannon hesitated to use the word. But it was the closest to explaining her feeling. "It was obscene. Frat boys from Columbus. Sorority girls from Exeter. A bunch of...
I quickly made myself ready, putting on a little steel blue dress with a deep and wide v neck and dark rose panties. As usual I couldn’t make my nipples behave and I knew when I started walking they would be stimulated by the soft rubbing material and so I put on a bra…of course, this made the flesh of my smallish tits push up into a pretty cleavage in the little dress. I wasn’t sure if it was too much, but there was no time to change, so I braided my hair into two braids and slipped into a...
A plethora of emotions ripped through her, anger, shock, fear and undeniable abject desire. Her heart pounded up into her neck and shoulders and her face surpassed the color of the pretty box by at least three shades. With shaking hands she reached in and pulled up the papier mache half mask with the pink forehead and cheeks, tiny black eyes and darker pink snout of a pig. Her eyes filled with tears and she let out an involuntary gasp at what lay under it. The coiled tail attached to a plug...
It was Saturday in mid-October. Andy had just gotten out of the hospital, and Sherry was taking him to see his cousins in the neighboring county. The change of scenery might do him some good. I could use a change of scenery myself, so I went out to the garage to work on replacing some fence posts out back. There in my man-cave with my tools, my weights, and my Corvette things made sense, and I could take my mind off of the homicidal, muscle-bound lesbian seductress up the street. For about a...
The white comforter was stained extensively from where two men had tag teamed his trophy wife. Cum, sweat, makeup and cigarette ash littered the once pristine blanket. Ted scrubs at the stains with a stiff brush in the laundry room, trying desperately not to remember where they had come from. Upstairs he hears his wife Karen and his daughter Nancy giggling together. Instantly his stomach turns over. Before today sounds like that meant someone was trying on a fun outfit or had told a...
Melissa's Lovely Mommy: Just like Mommy Miss Samantha Love Styles placed the corset around her dainty demure son's waist ensuring it was properly centered. She then began to pull and tighten the lovely rustling ruffled trimmed red silk laces confining him further within it. Johnny could feel the corset tighten as the lace was pulled through the stainless steel eyelets located on the back of his constricting corset. He looked at his reflection with awe as his waist continued to shrink...
Nick was a big boy, a dark haired, good-looking boy, if a little thin. He was tall with nice muscles that girls and a not a few women liked to glance at. But Nick was not a high school "stud." Nick lacked the self confidence, the aggressiveness, that hint of a sexual predator that could make a nubile cheerleader drop her pants or a married teacher flash him her bare pussy in an effort to get his hard teen cock into her. Nick was just too nice to awaken that kind of female lust. No,...
Halloween with Mommy by Princess Panty Boy This is a story of a boy who gets a little surprise from his mommy for Halloween. I just turned 12 last week but I've always looked a lot younger. My brother is two years younger than me and he is way bigger than me. I used to boss him around me being the oldest, but we got into a fight and we were wrestling on floor in the family room. That's when things changed about me bossing him around. "Stop it Jimmy I don't want to play...
JUST LIKE MOMMY By Tammie Anne Freeman I hadn't talked to my sister Janet in years. And quite frankly, I had no desire to. It wasn't that there was any particular animosity between us. It was just that she was a man-hater, and I was a man. She hadn't always hated men. But I think she started being that way when she was molested at age 10. That was 25 years ago, and now she pretty much declares her hatred for all men all the time. That was what made her letter all the more...
Mommy AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is set in the same world as my "At the Beach" stories only without the "Morality Tale" tag or the need to visit a certain gift shop for the transformational fun to begin. That is a good thing since the "Morality Tale" label has certainly come back to haunt me. I was raked over the coals by one reviewer for being too easy on the characters while another pilloried me for being too harsh. You sure can't please everyone. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this one....
100% fiction! Mom’s a dream, a real treasure. I’d gotten in a day earlier than expected and she was out. I’d driven through the night and wanted to get a little exercise in; I was stiff from the drive. Thought I’d swim a few laps then maybe take a nap. So I was in the pool when she got home. Of course she’d seen my vehicle in the drive, she knew I was there but still, I’m her only boy, I’d just gotten home from college for the summer; she was on the pool deck calling to me, “Tommy, come here...
IncestI was a beautiful spring day to walk home from school. WWII ended a few years ago, and there was a sense of hope and promise everywhere. That was also the war that took my daddy away from mommy and me. We lived in a nice neighborhood, where we had the nicest house, mommy always made sure everything was perfect. I skipped that last block, my light dress flowing high around me, anxious to get home, it had been a long afternoon in the second grade. "Mommy, I'm home," I shouted. "No...
"Paul, honey, can you come into the kitchen and help mommy out, please?" "What is it mommy?" "I can't reach the flour and I really want to make us some yummy mommy cupcakes. Don't you want your mommy to bake you some yummy mommy cakes?" "Oh yes mommy, OK, I'll be right there!"I walked into the kitchen and immediately saw mommy in the far corner, reaching up for the elusive bag of flour. Her short white diaphanous gown didn't quite cover her round ass, so I could see the bottom of her cheeks,...
This is another story of F amily perversion and y oung i nsest. If these topics disturb you,do not read them!Mommy and I had been fucking each other,almost every single day,for over a year. And when Mommy's "B aby B ump" started to show,we made the decision to move away. We agreed that living in a small town,putting up with all of the gossip and nosey neighbors just wasn't worth the hassle any more. And neither was Mommy going to work at her shitty job and me dealing with the assholes at my...
Mom, let's go outside and pick out a nice dog to fuck, I told her. Ok honey, she replied. Let's do. He looks like a good one. She picked out the walker hound I had fucked for the mailman. He looks like he would have a nice cock, she said. He does mom, believe me, he does, I answered. I called the dog into the house. Honey, when will those boys get here? she asked me. Anytime now mom, I answered. How do you want to do this mom?, I asked. Do you want to do the dog for them, or do you want...
Chapter 1 "Lick your tits you fucking bitch!. Suck and lick your huge fucking boobs" said my aunt Donna to my mommy who has been making good use of her huge 40dd tits by lapping her huge tits with her pink toungue as much as possible. My mom is a horny bitch who has been enjoying this incest fun for the past four years with her sister Donna, me (Linda) and her two stud sons Paul and Dave. My aunt has a very sexy and huge fleshy fat ass which has become the major source of our lust in the...
“Tommy, come here and give Mommy a big kiss.” What could I do, over the side I slithered. She stood waiting, a huge smile on her face. I stood up and she hugged me, wet body, wet suit and all, she gave me a big hug and a wet kiss. “When did you get in son, I didn’t expect you ‘til tomorrow?” “I drove all night, I couldn’t wait to see you Mom, I miss you when I’m away.” “I miss you, too, Tommy, I miss you too.” Tommy I thought, I was Tom to everyone else but I guess I’ll...
by Ona Nism Just as they had promised, Mommy and her friend Mary had done their best to continue their humilation and teasing of me – breaking down my self-esteem until I was a pathetic, always horny slut – willing to degrade myself however it pleased them – all so I could cum again. These days my mind continually swirled with lust-filled thoughts - and my little sissy-stick was locked up in a chastity tube so all I could do was caress my own nipples. It was such an exquisite sensation –...
Introduction: Please rate according to quality of writing and story not because you dont like the subject, which is indicated in the tags I might be the luckiest man on the planet. I was born an only child to a family of great wealth, I have all the things money can buy, and the most beautiful wife in the world who I love, worship and adore with all my heart and soul. She is literally a beauty queen who won competitions in one of the largest states in America for her statuesque, fit but...
Caught by Mommy By Princess Panty Boy Hi I'm Kelly and I guess I'm just a normal boy of ten, or I am going to be ten day after tomorrow. I do all the boy things like baseball and playing outside. I have had a paper route since I can remember. My dad said having a paper route would make me more masculine and I needed all the help I could get being so small and petite. He used to always complain about my hair being longer than boys should have. Oh well he's not complaining anymore...
August 1971: Nebraska Story Artist From (szaab.com) It was only supposed to be for three weeks but now he was wishing the commitment was for longer, so much longer. What she was doing felt so wonderful and he knew he was getting close. He also knew that she knew. She had to be able to feel his nutsack tighten up in anticipation but he knew he wouldn't be allowed to go over the edge until he said it again. Why did she insist on hearing it? On hearing those exact words? Todd raised his hips and...
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