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The Baby-Maker Project By Jillian As part of this project, a very key part in fact, I was ordered to write of my experiences as though doing a case study. And not just of my experiences but also of my feelings and emotions as I progressed through what everyone knew was to be a very difficult experience and period of adjustment at the conclusion. I thought about my best approach during the three days before I was to leave for an unknown destination where the project itself was to be based and what follows is my version, unedited, written on a daily basis as I went through the process itself and then the period designated for post-procedure adjustment. But first, my prologue to explain what I am about to go through, why and how: Why: Something in the air, probably a mixture of elements from all the pollution of the previous Century, has caused many of today's women to be infertile. Solution: To find enough men willing to undergo today's version of SRS, which is non-surgical and complete, who can be immunized against this affect and who are willing to help lift the birth rate. Me: An agent of the FBI, relegated to a desk job due to an injury sustained on the job, who frequently disguised himself as a woman during investigations and who was told to participate in this project by his superiors. The following case study will be presented in Diary form, with the days numbered instead of dated. 1. The day of departure. Today I leave my comfortable post in the Nation's Capital for parts unknown and a future that is; I'm to become a female baby factory. I didn't ask for this assignment nor do I really want it, what man would? To be changed from a happy, contented male FBI agent into a female whose designated role in life will be to produce one baby after another? Then again, how I've forced myself to approach this challenge is to see it as having the chance to serve my Country twice in one life-time, first as an FBI Agent for the past ten years and now this, to help save us from extinction. I've been picked up from my apartment and am being taken to Dulles airport for the flight to parts unknown, the project's actual site a classified matter, while the team of agents who stayed behind to do an "eraser job" on my apartment and my identity as a man. Am I scared, you might wonder, damn straight I'm scared! And not so much about being turned into a woman, I've disguised myself as one many times in the course of my time with the FBI and passed easily each time. It's the thing about the babies, plus how one gets them in the first place. I've never been anything but a straight male my entire life and to now know I'm going to have to submit to having sex as a woman scares me to death. Once we arrive at the airport, I'm whisked through a special gate and put on board the plane within ten minutes of my arrival, a time span unheard of in today's climate. There are maybe twenty other guys who board the same flight, all about the same height as me but of varying weights and builds with me among the slimmest. A man who is apparently part of the crew stand up as we taxi out to the flight line, and says, "Gentlemen, I am Doctor Allen and because many of you have flown so many times before, we're going to sedate you to keep the projects location secret, as well as for your own safety." A couple of minutes after it was my turn, the last thing I remember is hearing elevator music. 2. I woke up again to find myself in a fairly large set of rooms and apparently the sole occupant thereof because when I got up out of bed and looked around, there was only the bedroom I woke up in and the rest of the small suite was unoccupied and designed for just one person. In looking around the suite the second time, I find a piece of 8.5" x 11" paper stuck on the door of the small fridge in the kitchenette. On it is delineated a schedule I'm apparently to be prepared to keep for the upcoming 7 days. It's far too long and involved to list in to do here, but today, starting at 9:00 (twenty minutes from now per the clock on the kitchenette wall) a meeting, followed by a medical exam, lunch, another exam, a meeting and one more exam before dinner than my evening is free. The initial meeting was brief, just a sort of welcoming speech by two different folks, then I was back in the Army again, well at least the hurry up and wait part. In small groups of five, we were shepherded from one place to another where we sat and waited to be called for our turns to do whatever. 3. Yesterday was a real pain in the butt to deal with; I hate being treated like a raw recruit again. And today doesn't look to be a whole lot better, either, at least by looking at the schedule. But it turns out to be a slight improvement as we now start meeting in the small groups of five that we were split into yesterday, and given facility maps which means we won't be shepherded around from here on out. Other than that, today was pretty much a repeat of yesterday but for the medical exams. Yesterday I was just looked at, weighed, measured, etc. Today I think they took a quart of blood among all the other samples they took. Otherwise, today was pretty much just a repeat of yesterday, more meetings and more exams. 4. I found out some people were missing today, our group of five has been reduced to three, the other two having been dismissed because they had been found medically unfit to proceed, at least that's what we were told. Out initial number of twenty three people who first arrived together was now down to fifteen, we were told, and we would all be undergoing the process so our meetings and exams from here on out would become more personalized and always with the same staff members. In small groups, three in our case, we then met with the full team that would be working with us, a psychiatrist, and endocrinologist, the team leader who would be the doctor in charge of our actual transformation, two nurses and for later on, an OB/GYN. For our group, the only male doctor was the team leader while all the rest were women, which is in a way, a sort of blessing. I was among the first to meet with the shrink, and most of the time was spent with her feeling me out; how I felt about this project, about becoming a woman, my thoughts and feelings about children, etc. She of course was fully aware of the times I'd spent passing as a woman during my time with the FBI and was curious about why I'd done so. She asked how I'd felt wearing women's clothes (did I enjoy them), had I ever had thoughts about wanting to be a girl (I hadn't), had I ever cross-dressed other than for work (I had, several times as a child and then a teenager), did I enjoy it then (I had) and why did I stop (a lack of time and opportunity away from work). When she again asked why I'd chosen to disguise myself as a woman for some of my investigations I explained; I was just over the minimum height and weight for male agents when I barely squeaked into the Academy and it had been one of my supervisors who had first suggested I try this disguise when a particular investigation called for a female agent when we had none available. I was so successful it became my stock-in-trade, so to speak. She seemed pleased with my response and said she thought I would make the transition with greater ease than most of the others, due to my background cross-dressing, my enjoyment of it, and my experience doing it for prolonged periods of time as an Agent. 5. The remainder of yesterday's meeting were pretty much pro- forma; let's get to know you types as opposed to anything as meaningful as the one I had with the psychiatrist. Today, on the other hand, I'm to have a meeting with the Team Leader, something that I'm told only happens when one is about to begin the transition process. Oh shit, already? When I enter his office at just about 10:00, he quickly begins to explain the how the process itself is done, and what sort of a schedule I'll be on as the changes actually occur. I.e.: how long it will take to complete. Basically, here's what he told me: They use a hybrid sort of nano-technology to perform the actual process, a process that actually goes in and re- writes a person's genes from XY to XX. There are a few twists to it though, he explained, within certain parameters, choices can be made. Those not available to us personally deal with our sex drives (which will be high), our maternal drives (we will made to want to have lots of babies) and our physical ages (we're all to become 18 years old, the optimum age to start having babies). As to the choices we're to have; our looks (from plain to very pretty), our hair and eye colors, our figures including breast size, and so on, basically all of our general physical characteristics. Some things about us won't, or can't be changed; our heights, shoe sizes and so on, anything connected to our skeletal structures beyond the with of our pelvises, which will be widened to accommodate easy childbirth and delivery. Now I have the rest of the afternoon and evening off, to make my choices and Back in my suite of rooms after I left his office and stopped for lunch, I sit down with the list and start thinking about my choices. In one sense, I'm a very fortunate person; how many people you know have ever had the opportunity to chose how they look? On the other hand, all my choices are limited to those common only among women or at least most of them are. Noted on the list he gave me is what will be my hip measurement, I guess to give me a starting point for reference: 37". Now let's see, what is my chest now? Last time I had a physical I think it was just less than 38". What I think would be ideal would be about 36", say 36-D? I mean hey, why not go for a nice set of hooters? Just because they're going to be used as milk producers and baby feeders most of the time doesn't mean I can't have nice ones, does it? Now let's see what else... waist size; I doubt I'll be able to keep it forever but why not start out with something special, say 23" or so? Now I'm almost exactly 5'8" tall and I like the idea of being tall and slender, so how about I put my preferred weight down at about say 110 lbs. Most of these measurements are based on my experiences cross-dressing and what I wished had been my sizes at the time, my ideals in other words. 6. Having picked vividly green eyes and light, reddish brown shoulder length hair, I turned my list in right after dinner last night. I have no idea when they're going to start me on this process but it's kind of strange to know how I'm going to look when it's over with and all is said and done. But for now, I have another appointment to keep with the shrink who is supposed to start working with me to begin changing my sexual orientation and to begin making me want to have kids. This ought to be good, I have no idea in hell how they plan to do this but I doubt it's going to be easy, for them or for me. I found out soon after going into her office that they were going to use a combination of hypnosis, drugs and physical therapy, the latter when they taught me to enjoy to taste and feel of a man's penis being in my mouth by using a very realistic dildo. About a week later, I was also introduced to the pleasures of anal sex by the same method since that's the only way I'll be able to have sex in the latter stages of my pregnancies. 7. Well, today's the day I got my shot, the shot that contains all the pre-programmed nano-bots that are to change me into an 18 year old young woman over the next two weeks. Two weeks to first undo and then redo me from the past 27 years of male adulthood into a post-pubescent 18-year-old female who wants nothing more than sex with men and babies, lots and lots of babies. Now, for the next two days, it's nothing but classes for me, classes about how to apply and wear makeup, how to take care of my hair, what will be my "sanitary" needs and requirements (dealing with our periods) and so on, all the things natural girls learn as they're growing up but which have to be crammed into us in a comparatively short period of time. On the third day, we get put under for the rest of the time it will take for our changes to complete as it can be quite uncomfortable and thus very stressful to go through wide awake. 8. What a boring day today turned out to be, the whole day spent in classes being told about what I already knew almost as much about as the instructor, cosmetics. I spent all morning and all afternoon listening to them drone on although I did learn a couple of new techniques that are popular today. 9. Wow, hair care and personal hygiene all day today, what a thrill! Boring! 10. At least before I got my shot that was to put me out for the next 11 days, the Doctor told me something about how I'd feel when I wake up, and about what my medical condition would be. I'll be groggy at first, of course, but within an hour or so, wide-awake and raring to go. Everything will be "turned on", as he put it, all but my fertility which they won't activate until I've had my first two periods, this to give my system time to settle in and stabilize. Two minutes after he gave me the shot, I could feel myself going under. 11. As I started to wake up again, I had a strange thought; with them fixing me so I was always wanting sex, did this mean I'd be a round-heeled slut or just a girl who loved to get fucked? Was I supposed to find "the right guy", get married and settle down to a life of having one kid after another or was I just going to have lots of babies without all of the bother, niceties and legalities of marriage? Interesting thought and questions. As I started to become more aware of where I was and what I'm now supposed to be, I became more aware of my body and all the new sensations I was getting from it. I could first feel a difference on the sensitivity of my skin and the fact that I was between sheets that seemed very soft and silky. Then came the awareness of considerable weights upon my chest, made even more obvious when I slightly shifted my position in the bed. A face full of hair added to the mental image I was building as did the suddenly very strange feeling of there being something missing between my legs, a sense of emptiness made all the more obvious in comparison to what I'd felt down there for 27 years. When I decided I was now able to at least sit up, I tossed the covers aside and swung my legs over the side of the bed, then sat up slowly as I fought the dizziness I felt. The shifting of the twin weights on my chest was startling at first, as was the sense of sitting on my sex but I held off looking until I could get up out of the bed and walk over to the full-length mirror on the wall next to the closet. As soon as I felt able I did just that and when I first saw my reflection, my reaction was to say aloud, "Oh my lord, I'm fucking gorgeous!" My face is absolutely beautiful, nice high cheekbones, full lips and those gorgeous green eyes I'd requested. Slender shoulders and arms and a pair of tits to die for, firm, full and sitting in the perfect position on my chest with nicely sized areola and exactly the sort of nipples I like, thick and prominent. On down along my torso is my tiny waist and nice wide hips, perfect for having lots of babies. Long, very shapely legs with well turned calves and slim ankles. Turning sideways to check out my profile, I'm even happier when I can see how far my boobs protrude from my chest and the way my ass sticks out, too. Well, as I'd thought, if I had to become a girl, why not become the best looking one I could be, and I'm happy with the result. I sure as hell won't go wanting for bed partners, not looking like this! Suddenly, the need to relieve what can only be a full bladder drives me to the bathroom where I almost make a mess, having momentarily forgotten I can no longer pee standing up. Turning to face the wall instead of the john, I sit down and wait for relief. But nothing happens and then I realize I don't know how to let loose or which muscles to use to do so. Finding the right ones soon enough, I'm rewarded by the gushing flow that just spurts out down and back between my legs to splash noisily into the bowl beneath me. After I've patted myself dry, I stand up and flush the john, moving over in front of the sink to wash my face and brush my teeth. Noticing what I think is called a scrunchie, one of those elastic things girls use to put their hair up in a pony tail, I do just that to keep mine out of the way. Then I wash my face and pat it dry before applying a moisturizing lotion to keep it soft and smooth. Now to brush my teeth and I have to laugh aloud when I bend over the sink and feel my big boobs swing away from my chest to hang beneath me. I also discover I stink! Must be due to having gone the past 11 days without a bath. Looking around I find a shower cap, one of those stretchy kind you just put on over your head. After I have it on, I reach into the tub and start the water, get it adjusted, then step into the tub and pull the shower curtain closed. Oh yes, this feels good. And that's not all... it's also arousing and when I reach for the soap and start washing my chest, I learn just how sensitive these new breasts of mine really are... WOW! And even better is how it all feels when I move lower, a lot lower... down to my crotch, or pubes as I think this part is called on girls. Whoa... that must have been my clitoris I just ran across. With my right hand cupping my pubes, I slide one finger between my labia to explore my insides... mmm, now that really feels good. I'm not sure about the rest of it, but this body is sure sensitive and seems to be very, very responsive. And when I think about having sex, I'm really surprised to think about it with me being underneath a man, rather than on top of a woman. Even more surprising is that I find the image appealing. Back in the bedroom area, I look in the drawers and closet to see if they've provided me wait anything to wear and yes, they sure have. A fairly reasonable selection of clothes and a nice variety of lingerie as well as about a dozen pair of shoes which should be okay for now. Choosing a pair of panties and a bra, I put them on first before I look for what to wear over them, something simple, like maybe a skirt and blouse. Hmm, from the looks of what's here, I'm going to need a slip since none of these skirts are lined. Maybe a camisole too, since my bra and panties are pink and not plain white. Ooo, thigh high stockings, perfect! But let me put my face on before I get dressed, not much but enough for day wear. A little eye color, some mascara, blush and of course lipstick. Yeah, that should suffice. There... much better. Now to finish dressing and I'll be ready to go get something to eat, I'm starving. Walking down the hall, my high heels clicking noisily, I'm happy with how I've turned out. The sound of my heels emphasizes my satisfaction even though I've heard the same sounds many times before. Then I was just cross-dressing and in disguise whereas now they're for real, real shoes for a real girl... hot damn! It's still hard to believe... me, a girl, with a baby maker in my tummy. And there is the bounce and jiggle of real boobs on my chest instead of the stick-on fakes I used to wear, this feeling so very different and so much more intense now with my real ones. And then of course, there is the very obvious absence of anything between my legs. 12. Well, today is going to prove to be very, very interesting and more than a little bit scary. I'm to meet, together with the other SRS recipients, the guys with whom we're to sleep for the next couple of days. Yeah, you heard me, we're meeting our sex instructors, the guys who are going to pop our cherries and teach us how to fuck as girls. I wonder how they're going to pair us off; will we have any say with whom we sleep and have sex? Maybe they'll parade them in front of us naked, and let us pick the guys out for ourselves. Just the image of such a dick parade makes me giggle. Even more surprising is the sudden amount of moisture I feel increasing in my pussy as the image of a line of stiff naked dicks stays in my mind. I guess the sexual re-orientation really worked for me. Arriving at the designated meeting room, I file in and find a seat. As soon as it appears all the girls are here, a lady stands up to begin the meeting. "Good morning, ladies, welcome to your newfound womanhood. I'm sure you're all well aware of the reason for this meeting, to meet your first sexual partners. But first, let me tell you something about the men you're about to meet. Each of them is an accomplished, well-trained and highly skilled sexual partner who is, of course, disease free as are each of you. Their average age is 25; they all exhibit remarkable stamina and are at least 7" is size. They are fully fertile but keep in mind, your fertility and instinct for motherhood have not yet been activated even though your sexual drives are. So girls, before you all cream your jeans now, let's bring the guys in so you can choose which we'll do alphabetical order." One at a time then the guys entered the room, forming a line across one end and we got to pick in turn. I was fourth and picked a really hot looking guy who had a body I'm going to enjoy being next to. A bit later, when we returned to my rooms, he opened the door for me and closed it behind us. Then without further ado or the slightest preamble, we got right to it when he reached out for me and pulled me into his arms, kissing me deeply and with lots of passion almost before I was ready. The next thing I knew he'd picked me up and was carrying me into the bedroom where he put me down and proceeded to undress me. He left my stockings on and said now it's my turn to undress him and I damn near tore his clothes off. I'm not sure what's come over me because I was never like this when I was a man but now it's all I can do to keep from raping this guy. They must have turned my sexual motor to high, the way I'm feeling and acting. And when I pull his underwear off, the sight of his big, hard dick is almost more than I can stand and before I realize what I'm doing, I have it deep inside my mouth, sucking on him for all I'm worth. But he pulls me back up onto my feet before pushing me down onto the bed where he joins me and kneels between my already parted legs. Oh God, there's a big hole inside of me and I need him to fill it quick. So this is what it's like for a girl when she's really worked up and about to get fucked? "Oh please, just do it, just put it in me and fuck me." I cry out in near desperation. He does and after a quick sharp burst of intense pain that had to have been the breaking of my cherry, he and I get it on. I wrap my legs around his waist to pull him into me as much as possible, his hard chest crushing against my tits, flattening them between us as he thrusts and withdraws, thrusts and withdraws, over and over again. There was no foreplay, no seduction, and this isn't lovemaking, this is just plain old out and out fucking. He came inside of me and I came too, having the first real full-blown female orgasm of my life. As the day wore on, it's all we did together except when we had to use the bathroom and when we broke to get something to eat, then we went right back at it. He went down on me several times, eating my pussy delightfully and I gave him at least two good blowjobs, happily swallowing his cum 13. I woke up the next morning with his dick still inside of me and me wanting more. But I knew I had to pee first so I got up and went to use the bathroom first. Then I woke him by giving him a morning blowjob. It was so much fun to have his beautiful cock come to life and harden with it already inside my mouth. But instead of letting me finish him this way, he makes me sit on his cock instead, riding him like a cowgirl while he squeezes my tits and plays with my nipples. Then we do our morning things and I fix breakfast for us, after which we have coffee and a cigarette before we start fucking again, this time in the front room and using every imaginable position. I can't help but wonder if I'm always going to be so uncontrollably sexual or will it taper off? As it stands right now, all he has to do is look at me and I'm ready to do it again. Later than afternoon he told me he wanted to shave my pussy and I let him, finding the whole experience more sensual than I would have ever imagined possible. After that, he began to teach me about soft bondage and discipline and I found out first hand just how erotic it is when I get spanked. That evening he introduced me to some sex toys; dildo's, nipple and pussy clamps and so on. It got so bad that I was walking around the place in a constant state of high arousal, ready at any time to get fucked again. That night I went to sleep with a vibrating egg buried deep inside of me, inserted right after he'd fucked me the last time, I fell asleep to repeated orgasms. The next couple of weeks went much the same but with different partners, each of them teaching me something new and exciting. Then my first period started and I was shelved for the next 5 or 6 days. After it had ended, it was three more weeks of hot, raging sex before I had my drive turned down to medium with just a simple shot in the butt. One more week of hot sex and then I had my period again and it was while I was having it that they turned my fertility on along with my desire to have kids. When I was almost done with my period, we were all called together again and I never before saw a room full of so many young girls with such satisfied, well fucked looks on their faces. Then the same woman who had first introduced us to the men a couple of months ago stood up again. "Well, ladies, you all look happy now," smiling as she said it. A lot of heads nodded their agreement, mine included and then she continued. "Now that you completed the prescribed courses and are ready to resume your lives away from here, there are some things you'll need to know. We have ID bracelets here for each of you, designating you as breeders, or fertile women. These you will wear at all times, under penalty of the law. You will be required to sleep with any man who asks you and who is of your own race. If he is not, you may exercise your own option. You may also refuse any man who is unclean. You each know when your periods are due each month and if you are more than five days late, you are required so see a doctor. If pregnant, you may continue having sex for as long as you like but only anally after your eighth month. When you have delivered your child, you will nurse it for at least six months after which it will be taken for adoption unless you have married. Six months after you have delivered, you will become actively available again, but not until. As some of you may not be very good at math, this means we're hoping for you to have four babies within approximately your first five years." They let us keep all the sex toys we'd used and even provided a new carry-on bag since there were so many. When they gave us our new ID's, I finally found out what my new name is, Heather. How sweet and innocent it sounds and what a false image of me it presents. Heather Baker sounds good though; they've let me keep my old last name at least. It's so strange though, in a way, to see the letter F on my Driver's License instead of an M. When it's time for us to leave, we undergo a repeat of the process used when we were first brought here, knockout shots. I woke up sometime later in the day it what I found out was my old apartment, although it's been beautifully redecorated since I saw it last. And when I wake up, it's to find myself lying on a king-sized waterbed with silk sheets beneath me. By bags are still packed and standing just inside the bedroom drawer so the first thing I do is undress down to just my panties and start unpacking them. When I go to put the first few things away, I'm surprised to find a lot more lingerie already in my dresser drawers and then I also discover a lot more clothes and shoes when I open the closet. Going to use the bathroom, I find it's fully stocked with all kinds of potions and lotions, big bottles of bubble bath, bath oils, shampoos and moisturizers of all kinds. Boy, they've really set this girl up big time. But, before I take a bath, which I need desperately, I think I'm going to have some fun with a few of my toys. Pulling open the drawer where I'd put them all, I pick out a small butt plug and a pair of nipple clamps, just a few little things to wear while I fix something to eat. Taking them back into the bathroom, I lube the butt plug up with some K-Y jelly and gently push it into me butt before pulling my panties back up. Then I play with my nipples to get them all nice and hard so I can put the clamps on them. There, all set; now to see what's here that I can fix to eat. As I eat the sandwich I made, I wonder why I ever had even the slightest reservation about becoming a woman, being female is so much more fun than being a guy ever was, at least for me. What man do you know of who gets as big a kick out of wearing clamps on his nipples as I do? What man, other than maybe some homosexuals, so thoroughly loves having a butt plug up her ass as me? During the ensuing month, I was able to calm my wildness down considerably as the newness of my feminine sexual drive became more a natural part of my behavior and makeup. On the other hand I nonetheless was able to have a lot of sex as there was, I found, no lack of willing lovers to be found if one was but willing to look for them. I know, of course, as do all men, that women have a far easier time getting laid when they want it than men do but the problem we girls have is finding guys we want to sleep with. Then again, while still not widely known, my baby-maker bracelet and the obligation it carried with it to say yes almost anytime I'm asked, helped a lot, too. But, in spite of all the effort I put into it, my first fertile month came and went without my having caught. I guess I'll have to work harder next month. I've returned to my old job with the agency, but still at a desk in spite of my being fully qualified to work in the field. Then again, I get to meet all manner of good-looking men and maybe one of them will be the one to get me knocked up. One thing's for sure, it's not going to be for lack of trying if I don't catch this month. One factor I know affects men who get to bed a baby-maker like me is that if they do get me pregnant, they're under absolutely no obligation as fathers since I have the kid put up for adoption automatically after breastfeeding it for the first six months unless, of course, I've gotten married. Have you ever heard that some women just seem to know the moment they've been impregnated? I never believed it, not until the night and moment it happened to me. I'd met this guy, a fellow Agent, after work for a drink and ended up bringing him home with me for some sex. He was really hot looking and I was in the mood to get laid since it had been fours days since I got it last. To make a long story short but without missing any of the really pertinent details, he turned out to be one of the best pussy lickers I'd ever been with and got me off three times in a row before he fucked me the first time. But it wasn't until it was nearly two AM and were going at it hot and heavy for the third time when he came inside me again and all of a sudden I know he'd done it. Don't ask me how, I don't know. All I know it that I somehow knew he'd just knocked me up for real. I was ecstatic but didn't let him know I knew he'd done it to me, he might be one of those guys are just so honor bound that he'd want to marry me because he felt it was the right thing to do. Five days after my period was due, I saw my OB/GYN and she confirmed it, I'm going to have a baby! I notified the people I was told to inform and then just went about my business, working all the way up to the start of my eighth month because I had gotten so big I just couldn't keep working. I was awkward as all get out, so big I could barely struggle up out of a chair without help but I thoroughly loved and enjoyed my pregnancy. Even in the early days of my pregnancy, I was a rare sight whenever I was in the office or out in public, pregnant women just hadn't been seen in so long. All during my entire 9 months, I had so few problems carrying my baby that it surprised even my doctor and in spite of the 5 hour labor I went through, I popped that kid out like she was my tenth and not my first. But when they brought her in for me to feed the first time, well let me tell you, I was never so happy as I was right then nor as proud to have become a woman as that moment made me. To look down at that tiny little baby I'd carried inside of me for nine months and watch as she latched onto my breast with that tiny little mouth of hers, well, words just can't express how it made me feel. After that, the first few months of night-time, around the clock feedings kind of got me down but as she ate more during the day and I was able to finally get her to sleep through the night, those six months went by in no time. Even though I knew all along I was going to give her up, it still hurt but also made me more determined to go right out and get pregnant all over again and as soon as possible. Not only because I wanted to do this again, have another baby, but also because I still love sex and can't wait to get in bed with the first good-looking guy I like that I come across. This was my life for the next twenty years or so and altogether I had 16 kids before I called it quits and had them give a shot to turn my fertility back off. 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Aoife the Queen Maker A Halloween Story

1Aoife, the Queen Maker - A Halloween Storyby The TechnicianHalloween, Romance, Fantasy = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =  The arrow falls; the door opens; the Queen is made.This story explores the connection between the Orionid meteor shower, the ancient Celtic myths which surround Samhain, and the great warrior Queens of ancient Ireland."Aoife, the Queen Maker" is the story the pixies told me when I wanted to write something else. Sometimes I write a story with a theme and plot that I...

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Aoife the Queen Maker A Halloween Story

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or...

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The Trouble Maker

As always, thank you to my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, for making my story a much better read. I remember years back when I was a kid. We had all our traditions and the Holidays meant so much. Family and friends were there to enjoy the good times with us. As teenagers they were still fun but a little different. Other than the actual holiday like Thanksgiving or Christmas we wanted to spend more time with our friends. Eventually we all grow up and meet our mates and start our own...

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The baby maker

I am a 28 year old male, and I can honestly say I was put on this earth to make babies. It's true, I have at least a dozen bastards out there and I have pledged to make it my mission in life to bring dozens more into this world of ours. How you ask? Its easy really, most woman are nothing but whores really, hidden under social graces and niceties are raw sensual creatures, who really have no other purpose on this earth than to procreate, and when they get my virile seed inside them, its usually...

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Uncle Bobs Baby Maker

Seventeen year old Chrissy Moran thought life just wasn't fair. First her father had disappeared on an archeological expedition to Africa when she was ten. The university had kept paying his salary for seven years after that, because that's how long it took to declare somebody dead when you didn't have their body and didn't actually know if they were still alive or not. But after those seven years, the paychecks stopped. Chrissy's mother had gone to work as a waitress at the truck stop,...

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One Big Horny Weasley Family Chapter 22 Shake Your Money Maker

Shake Your Money Maker Harry gave his wand a final flick and the mop returned to its place in the closet. There had been a fair amount of discussion about who should clean the kitchen this morning. The men had all tried to weasel their way out of it by pointing out that they had a date this morning. Fleur had brought them all up short and put an end to the discussion by stating that she got turned on watching men do housework. Within seconds Fred, George, Harry, and Bill had jumped to it...

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Baby Maker

They had been married for ten years and he was not able to get his sexy wife pregnant and he wanted a baby so bad. He then decided he would find a man to get her pregnant. He had to convince her that this was the best way to start a family. He would find a man that had his features and he would have to be handsome and sexy. He went searching for such a man and finally found him. The man was perfect and it was agreed he would fuck the lovely wife daily till she got pregnant. He would live at...

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Aoife the Queen Maker

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = The arrow falls, the door opens, the Queen is made. This story explores the connection between the Orionid meteor shower, the ancient Celtic myths which surround Samhain, and the great warrior Queens of ancient Ireland. ‘Aoife, the Queen Maker’ is the story the pixies told me when I wanted to write something else. Sometimes I write a story with a theme and plot that I have created, sometimes I just tell a story as it unfolds in my mind. The story I...

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The Ghost Project

The Ghost Project By Anon Allsop With a sensory score that was off the charts, Heath Carroll thought his ship had come in. Unfortunately for him, our government was the entity doing all of the testing. Early on, he had been sought out for his uncanny ability to self-induce a trance and Astral Project himself across great distances. At first it was thrilling to be able to physically occupy one separate plane of space, then within mere moments he would appear in another. His...

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The Pandora Project

Author's Note: This story evolved from a particularly vivid and disturbing dream that I had perhaps ten years ago; it's taken me this long to actually frame it with a real plot and write it all down. I hope it was worth the wait. The story is essentially straight-ahead science fiction with a transgender sub-theme, as opposed to a transgender sci-fi story, if you get the distinction. If you're looking for a little transgender titillation, you're not likely to find it here....

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The SmithChapter 30 XL Project

“Ha, I bet you never thought I could do it this fast did you?” GB8 was floating... “Air cushioned. Is its skirt made from a shower curtain?” “Yup, works pretty well. I just have to keep it around nineteen centimeters.” “How is the energy consumption?” “Better than I thought it would be. The louvered fans aren’t exactly fast, but works okay.” She was still grinning over her prank, but a tinge of disappointment shadowed my student’s eyes. Rachel didn’t come this weekend with the excuse of...

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Married To African For Project

Hi this is Sravya (friends I am changing my name ) This is story about my personal experience when I was in Africa for a project I am 24 years old 5 feet 7 inches  height fair and  slim In my family we are 3 members my family is well established in business for few generations so literally I was born with silver spoon The story I am telling it is about 5 years back when I am studying  archeology in hyderabad its during the project work time every  one started to select there own interest ...

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The Model maker

The Model maker. By Kyorii Pilau. A River Story. Chapter 1. The Train spotter. I no longer get much sleep, I need very little, mostly I just lie on my back propped up by pillows and listen to the world, I can no longer see clearly as my vision has rapidly deteriorated, I can make out shapes and shadows but unless there is a voice attached to them I very rarely recognise who is with me, I had been dozing but I woke to the sound of what sounded like a large explosion, I could hear...

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The Nanite Maker

------------------------------The Nanite Maker--------------------------------by themoonaticJackie luxuriated on her back in post orgasmic contentment, the semen oozing fromher sphincter with a tickling sensation that made her shudder with another wildorgasm, her seemingly nutless eight inch cock jumping and giving her thefull sensations of ejaculation without the fluids. She had her testiclesretracted up inside, awaiting her command to descend and produce more ch!ldrenor just make a...

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The Maker of the Song

"For she was the maker of the song she sang." --Wallace Stevens, "The Idea of Order at Key West" The first time, the very first time a boy told Amanda "I love you" -- it was a hideous lie. Fate had granted her a brief, tantalizing glimpse of Val. She was out with the "Debs," the in-crowd. This group of 16-year-old girls had previously shunned her, gossiped about her behind her back, and cut her viciously. Arlene, the leader of the clique, had singled her out for numerous pranks...

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Catherine Bell PostBaby Desires

Catherine Bell, better known in the last eight years as Lt. Col. Sarah McKenzie, USMC (or "Mac") knew there was more than one reason she was cast for her role in the TV series, JAG. One reason was her demonstrated acting ability. That was definitely true because Catherine is an astounding and very convincing actress. But, there were some other obvious reasons -- Catherine's beauty and her shapely figure. Anyone that doesn't know that sex appeal is a huge characteristic desired in TV shows...

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The Project

Chapter 1: It was a bitter cold, dreary, grey, January day in Cincinnati. Brad Taylor sat in his small, spartan office and found himself thinking about a seed. He remembered how it grew in his brain, occupying more and more of his thinking, maturing into a fully developed idea and now it was almost time to harvest. He knew exactly the moment that the tiny seed had been planted in his fertile mind. It was planted that day, more than three months ago, when Darrel, who occupied the small office...

Interracial
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Maker Girl Ch 02

Homework at Big Sur Even with determination, it was hard not to think of the brainy, beautiful woman with whom I had suddenly fallen in love. Who happened to be my lab partner. Eric wandered in and suggested that Lisbeth and I could move on, while others filled in more blanks on the trail of the copper problem. We followed to his office and sat around the small conference table. ‘Xilent needs a new direction. We’ve made a ton of money off the original design, but the market is saturated,...

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Maker Girl Ch 01

Chapter 1 – She Knew Chips I was having coffee with Professor Harrington in the Packard building lounge. John and I were going over a few fine points in my master’s thesis. After several months of heavy grinding, it was going to press in a day or two. Both of us were a little tense, because it was really a small research paper on a new technique for epitaxial deposition and had been accepted for peer reviewed publication. Our names were on it, and both of us wanted to make sure we had fully...

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It Started by Accident BottomSlayer GayMaker

Now let's get something straight (pardon the pun). I love girls. I love looking at them; I love their lips wrapped around my cock; and I love the feeling of my cock buried deep in their tight pussies or round asses. But I still get a major thrill from taking a straight man and making him a cocksucking faggot and bottom loving homo. Philosophically, I am not gay. I have never sucked a cock or taken a cock in my ass...although I have fucked many, many men. My cock doesn't see a distinction...

2 years ago
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Slut Doll Maker

My first dirty story about some dirty thoughts about gangbang robot sluts Loving cumSlut Doll MakerBy DIRTYOMNII first started in the adult industry making sex dolls. Back then we were working with moulded rubber, we would make moulds of porn stars bodies focusing on pussy and ass..I specialized in Full size models with real hair, stunning eyes made of glass, metal sub frame for pose ability, and of course with removable fuck holes that are easy to wash. I has my small little company, just me...

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Mage Toy Maker

I was a mage but normal magic did not really interest me. Instead I created and animated toys. I guess in some ways I was an artificer. I was only twenty and just finished my training with my master. I moved here because there were fewer mages. My shop had been a stable for an old tavern. I used wood or stone to create the toys. In the front of my shop I had two stone knights that stood almost three paces tall. Between them were six wooden elf archers two paces tall. Those were for display,...

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Android OmnibusChapter 9 Meeting Ones Maker

Put yourself in Michael's shoes. How would you feel? Standing before you, not more than 10 feet, is your God. Your maker. The man who conceived of you and brought your existence into this world. Michael was understandably nervous and full of emotions, no matter how synthetic those emotions might be. "Michael," he said proudly. "Let him in Jules," he said. Julie opened the door and invited him in. Dr. Carson walked towards his prodigy, but instinctively Michael took a step back, a...

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The Project

The Project Synopsis: A group of girls at Chris' high school decide to make him their project for the next four years - feminizing him - and they get some help from an unexpected source during the fourth year. Eighth Grade I wouldn't exactly say that we live in the wilderness or anything like that, but we live in a part of upper New York State that is mainly rural - small family farms and stuff like that. The area where I live does have a school, but it's only for grades K-8, no...

3 years ago
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23YearOld Girl Loses Virginity For Getting A Project

If I could turn back the clock and rewind this event then it would not exist anymore. But I can change neither the past nor this event. After the , I felt so guilty that I sometimes thought of killing myself for having done something which felt wrong. But it didn’t feel wrong at that time. I still ask myself these questions – Was it just out of lust and body wants? How could I ever let my body decide over my emotions? Did I love him more than just the body? I could not even reason to myself or...

2 years ago
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The TakeTwo Project

What if you could... start over? Try again? Charge forward into life with a brand new perspective? Imagine a reality where you didn't have to look down at yourself and sigh; where you look in the mirror every day, with your ideal self looking back at you. Think of a world where problems like body dysmorphia didn't exist. Never too tall, too short, too thin or fat, too much or too little of any part of you, of anyone. Sounds good, doesn't it? From the welcoming arms of Encephalon Silver, we...

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Anns Art Project

Ann couldn't remember when those dreams started. Ever since her breasts became so large, pictures of her globes started popping up in her mind all the time. Her boobs materialized as part of old paintings and art installations, on walls and windows, in fruit baskets and even inside bookshelves! It was just crazy, and quite irritating. At some point, Ann was concerned that she was about to go crazy. She knew she had to do something about those weird thoughts. And so she decided to study art,...

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Final Year Project

Final Year Project Per & Dorothy (Dor) are final year students living in London, Per is Swedishfinishing a degree in Media & Communications (which gives him a lot offree time) and Dor is finishing a degree in Fashion. Dor is a full time Gothand dresses in Goth fashion at all times. Per has been working at a club forthe last two years which twice a month holds a Bondage / Fetish night.  AsPer can get her in for free Dor went along for a look and soon found that shewas into the bondage scene. As...

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Uther

Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...

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New Project

New Project By: Light Clark Synopsis: Tyler Gahret cares for nothing more than science, so when someone attempts to recruit him while he is returning to his usual job, he is all set to refuse. When he learns what the new project he's being recruited for is, however, he finds it too tempting to resist. Warning: This story is 'technically' set in the Whateley universe. It makes mention of a few characters and places from that universe, but does not use them for anything major. It...

4 years ago
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The Project

She was hot! She was hot and she knew it. The table had been 'guy central' as guy after guy made the pilgrimage to the shrine to ask for her to bestow even the smallest amount of attention on them. She danced with a few, but turned three times as many away. Some things never change. She was hot! She was hot and she knew it. The two girls with her weren't bad, but they didn't even come close to her. A steady stream of guys made their way to her table and after a moment or two of...

2 years ago
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Episode 19 the School Project

Kelly and her dad were out walking in the park one autumn day; Kelly skipping along in a short summer frock, kicking through the fallen leaves. Kelly occasionally flipping up the back of the skirt to reveal the bright pink boy panties that her dad loved. He would often just lie on the sofa stroking and licking the tiny crescents of her bum cheek exposed by the panties; sometimes without even fucking her properly. Once aroused she would flip his hard erection out of his trousers and into her...

2 years ago
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Little Sisters Sculpture Project

Lori scraped one last sliver of clay away from her art project. It was finished. She looked at it critically. It was a recreation of the statue "The Thinker" that she had done from a photograph of the famous piece. It had taken her six months. But it looked good. She was sure anyone would recognize it. The muscles in the naked man's body had been much harder to form than she had thought they would be. But now it was done. She'd turn it in tomorrow. Ms Haskins would fire it in the big kiln...

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The Human Toilet Project

The Human Toilet ProjectIt all began with a casual visit to the Misc. part of Craigslist's job openings. I didn't necessarily need a job because I had begun to receive Social Security just a few months ago, but you are allowed to have a little part time work. The listing was as follows.The University of California Berkeley Psychology Dept in coordination with UC Medical School Dept of Internal Medicine need a male volunteer for their human toilet project. We prefer someone who has never been a...

2 years ago
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Carruthers Bride

The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...

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Motherless Vintage

Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...

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Althea

I should have known better. I should have remembered that old saying, "If it looks too good to be true, it is." I was in love. She was damned near all I thought about with the exception of my studies and it didn't make sense to me. I prided myself on my intellect and my ability to think logically, but there wasn't anything logical about the way I felt about Althea. She was beautiful, smart and very popular and I was not. I wasn't a bed looking guy, but I was nothing exceptional. I was...

1 year ago
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Motherless Images

Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...

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Top Secret Project

So, I was walking to the nearby supermarket to pick up a few things early on a Saturday morning, probably around 8am. Being the weekend, my husband, Mark, is taking care of little Abby, so I can get some things done. As I'm walking, I see a plain white van pulled over a few car lengths in front of me. I thought nothing of the van at first. It was just a vehicle that was double parked like any other, which was a common sight in the city. Probably there to move some furniture or something. The...

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Top Secret Project

Introduction: In case the tags werent enough: This is a twisted tale of getting skinned alive and butchered. It comes from my own fantasies. I imagined this happening to myself many times before I wrote it down into story form. I find the idea very erotic. If you dont share my fetishes… Then you probably shouldnt read this. Living in a city has its benefits. I live here with my husband and baby girl in a 2-bedroom apartment. Being able to walk to most places, rather than having to drive is one...

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My project

My project. I have no imagination so I must write true stories. When I found out that Dad was fucking my sister something started to brew inside of me. Was I shocked about it? I think I was surprised because before that day I never expected it. I am sure Mother also did not suspect anything if I didn’t. Was I disappointed in them? I was not, I loved them both and if it made them happy and did no harm to anybody it was fine with me. In any case I was quite sure that Mom had some fun on her...

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Summer Project

Summer Project by B. Pink This story is about forced feminisation, the transformation carried out for the fun and amusement of twin 17 year old girls from an affluent family. Their parents give them the freedom and finances to undertake this project, something they see as a part of the girl's developement. The victim was to be a working class male and therefor considered disposable. The father owns a large chemical company. The research and development department will do...

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Motherless Amateur

I always considered Motherless the “4chan” of porn. Not only because Motherless was somewhat popularized there, but because Motherless also encourages users to share their own content in a very open way. This means minimal bullshit like moderation and censorship, and a strong “anything goes” attitude that leads to free and extreme content. It encourages people to create and upload their own homegrown content, like videos of their girlfriend pissing or spycam videos of their cousin....

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Motherless BBW

What is it about Motherless that makes me fucking cum every time? Maybe it is how raw and amateur the porn on the site comes across as, or the content is just that fucking hot. Perhaps it is the fact that there is an astronomical amount of pornography just waiting for a dumb fuck like you to beat off to! I really don’t know, and frankly, I’m not going to pretend that I do.But what I do know is that if you love BBWs, the Motherless.com homepage will not be of much use! Preferably, head on over...

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Motherless Voyeur

Have you ever heard about a website called Motherless? Home to all kinds of kinky porn niches, with a side of the mainstream crap? If you are into some questionable fap content, you might want to check this website out. Plus, Motherless is a free porn website, so you can browse as much as you fucking want. Now, I am not really here to talk about the website in general… I am here to tell you about their amazing category, called voyeur porn.The world of voyeur fucking is a rather interesting one....

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Aether Guardians

The Five Kingdoms of Arstoria had been embroiled in the Great Ancient War for centuries. The war came to an end when Kalace, the Wizard King conquered the five lands and brought them under his rule. Kalace, the Wizard King of Arstoria, conquered all of his opponents who were unable to deal with his overpowering magic. When Kalace had united the five kingdoms, he brought peace to the warring kingdoms and was revered and celebrated by his later generation. Kalace, however, had a dark weakness in...

Fantasy
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Motherless Creampie

Woah, did Motherless.com get a facelift? I know I suggested it in my review, so I guess they listened to me! Well, I’m not going to brag too much about it, and instead, I’m going to focus on what I’ve set out to bring you today. We’re looking at an amateur website, and I just know that many of you are begging for amateur creampie content, so that’s what we’re looking at. I know how much you think Motherless can look sickening and pretty gruesome at times, but the creampie content can be quite...

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Motherless Cuckold

No matter what type of porn you may be in the market for, Motherless has an ample supply of it, and cucking is no different. Actually, this might help to explain how you ended up being such a pussy little cuck.The journey that brought you to my website reading cuck porn reviews started in your childhood. A fair portion of my readership is actually motherless. Why, you ask? Your guys' moms chose a life of cucking and riding cock instead of raising you fucks properly.Don't worry, gents. I'm in...

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Motherless Horror

I browsed the horror stash at Motherless all morning, and now I don’t know if I should jack off or go hide in the closet until the danger has passed. Then again, hiding out might give me the perfect opportunity to rub one out in the peace and safety of the dark. Who knows who—or what—might be peeping in the windows with nefarious intent if I sit at my desk and shake my dick at the screen. Just like when I masturbate at the local Starbucks, I’ve got to be sure to balance the potential pleasure...

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The Dionysus Project

Chapter 1The iron gate rolled back and Dr Kerry Moriarty stepped into the darkness. A light glowed at the end of the long passageway and she walked slowly towards the figures emerging from the gloom. She was scared, but she knew that she must appear calm and confident before the three men who now towered over her. Two men wore grey shirts, and one wore white. Moriarty presumed that the man in white was in command.        ?Dr Moriarty,? she announced, holding out her hand. The man in white may...

1 year ago
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Motherless Incest

Incest porn has been a staple of pornography since the very first incel caveman realized that he couldn’t find fresh pussy out and about. He resorted to sniffing a whiff of his mother’s loincloth when she wasn’t looking, and beating his old cave meat into a leather sock.Now personally I’m not into the whole mommy-son dynamic – I’m a classy guy. But it’s no secret people like to get freaky when the lights go out, and if you’ve got a stiffy in your hand and you’re on Motherless, you gotta go...

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A Black Girls History Project

Tina and I had been friends for the last six years. Both of us just turned twenty-one a few months ago. We hung out together in high school and we went to the same college together. We continued to hang out all the time. Even when I had a girl friend or she had a boyfriend, we were always close friends.We never thought about our race differences. Tina was black and I was white. All we knew was, we got along great. We would talk about everything together. Well, everything but our sex lives and...

1 year ago
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Fairy The Fairy Genome Project

The Fairy Genome Project Dandelion didn't arrive that next morning. Originally Holly hadn't been too worried. She had been having too much fun with Anise, happy for Alyssum Rose and Xanthium, welcoming Trillium and Sakura to notice. But by noon the new Pixie had not returned and as the day wore on, she became more anxious. She stood on the branch of her nest, hugging Alyssum desperately as the sun reached the horizon. Anise was inside making dinner for them both, as happy in the...

2 years ago
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The Babymaker A Cuckolds Weekend

My wife was dressed waaay too hot for just a road trip. Her shelf bra thrust her very large nipples forward underneath a black sheer sparkly blouse. Only a sweater covering her arms and shoulders, and pulled in around her waist, hid things from the kids who were riding in the back seat, watching videos and occasionally giggling to each other.Normally, she was self-conscious about the size of her nipples and didn’t want me to see them. Today, she seemed fascinated at how her outfit gathered her...

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The Babymakers Jason and Derissa

It is the last weekday of the second week of the month of May. That meant graduations in numerous schools around the country. Among these were two certain individuals whose lives will change dramatically in the upcoming days. The dean called out the names of each graduating student one by one and handed them their well-earned diplomas. The important pieces of paper rolled up neatly and tied to a knot by a beautiful ribbon. Among them was... "DAVIS, DERISSA." From her seat rose a girl who had...

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The Bully Project

Welcome, John. You have been chosen to participate in the Bully Project. The BP is designed to punish those who would bully others in order to improve the living standards of those who get bullied. This project is aimed at giving the less popular, more intelligent, less physically inclined among us the chance to turn the tables on those who feel it necessary to pick on, put down, and otherwise harass those, such as yourself, who do not fit in due to their higher than average mental abilities....

4 years ago
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BabymakerChapter 1

The first time I came inside a girl, I was hooked. Not only because it felt great, but more because I imagined my sperm swimming around one of her eggs, a million of them wriggling like crazy until one got through. I'd seen a video at school just a few days before, in health class, and I'd thought that had to be the coolest thing ever. Seeing a girl get pregnant. After that, all I could think about was knocking someone up. That might sound a little strange, I'm not sure, but I was only...

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