Holiday Anthology
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STORY: DOWNFALL
Abigale was the only child of a famous pastor of a large church. She thrived in her fathers religion. She was a goddess in the looks department, with d cup boobs Beautiful Green eyes waist length red hair and an Ass that men would kill to touch.
Being Sheltered by her parents she has never gone on a date or even kissed a boy. She has just turned 18 recently and at the bus station ready to travel to the Christian college she would be attending. This is where she comes in to this story.
Cormac is a 26 year old felon. Who has been involved in multiple gangs. He is an intimidating 6.6 250 pounds with chin length black hair. He has a Massive Penis at 12inches, and knows how to fuck a woman right.
Cormac is Getting on the same town for a drug deal This is where he comes into this story.
An anthology series of ENF stories written by tlerone. All the stories are separate, but do take place in the same universe, with the heroines of each having some loose connection with each other. The girls in these stories tend to end up in some very some very embarrassing situations, losing their clothes and trying to keep their arousal in check. All characters in this story are over the age of 18.
A Run on the Beach/Credit Bestmush We had reached the point of allowing our only daughter to invite a friend with us when we travel. At sixteen, hanging out with her parents just wasn’t as much fun and, frankly, having a friend along kept her entertained and less grumbly than when it was with just the three of us. Fortunately, our daughter’s friends were all good kids, and none of them unpleasant to be around. It certainly made the prospect of an extra teenager tagging along much less daunting....
IncestEveryone loves a good humiliation story, at least I assume you do if you're on this site. But some stories are simply too short to stand on their own, but still deserve to be told. This story is dedicated to sharing all of those stories from me. This will have a collection of characters with different scenarios some longer than others. All of these will be written by me, so the story will be Private. The stories may change perspectives although will mostly be either first person or third...
This "story" is meant to be a replacement for my tumblr, since they decided to fuck themselves right after I started a blog, and since all my content was erotica anyways, this seemed like a serviceable choice. As such, within you'll find a variety of short stories and flash fiction, rather than an overarching plot. Fair warning, I lean heavily towards male-dom and dub-con themes but I'd like to think I'm just as likely to go lighter as I am to go darker. This collection is meant to be just as...
In the not so distant future of 2088, in a strange reality where 80% of the world's population is female and men are the submissive gender, men cope with being sucked, fucked, and otherwise milked of their sperm on a daily basis. Society is completed dominated by female desire for male seed, though no one quite knows how or when it started. What they do know is that being a man marks you for life as a semen factory that women can use anywhere, any time... and after the “Female Satisfaction Law...
Author's notes:This is three more short stories centered around Nigel Shaw becoming who he really is, Faith Shaw. The stories are in chronological order. 2-4-6-8 Faith was in her red and blue generic cheerleading outfit holding pom poms as she stood in front of the television watching an old football game, which her dad never took off of the Tivo. Her dad offered to buy her an outfit which was black and gold with Knights on the front. She politely declined, Faith was going to earn...
The Bet I'm down by three points and it's getting tougher and tough to shoot. He's all over me and I'm wearing out. I should never have made this bet with him. He is fast. I can't catch him fairly. I try to get in his way but get bowled over every time. I thought my endurance was high, but he's tapping into reserves that I haven't tapped in years and he's not even looking winded. I can barely stand yet he's barely breaking a sweat. Sometimes I envy him, but tonight I hate his...
An assortment of stories I've written that don't fit with my other works and aren't big enough for their own story. The plan is for more stuff will be added as time goes on. Any requests are indicated by a username in brackets.
Everyone loves a good humiliation story, at least I assume you do if you're on this site. But some stories are simply too short to stand on their own, but still deserve to be told. This story is dedicated to sharing all of those stories from me. This will have a collection of characters with different scenarios some longer than others. All of these will be written by me, so the story will be Private. The stories may change perspectives although will mostly be either first person or third...
The mecha genre is one with decades of history, and throughout its history it has amassed a great deal of hot babes. There are girls for all tastes to be found, and many viewers have conjured up fantasies in their minds upon watching these girls go about their business. Something about the genre makes its girls especially hot, whether they’re pilots or signers or both. This CHYOA will be a collection of various unrelated short fanfiction stories to do with mecha franchises. It will be an...
Everyone loves a good humiliation story, at least I assume you do if you're on this site. But some stories are simply too short to stand on their own, but still deserve to be told. This story is dedicated to sharing all of those stories from me. This will have a collection of characters with different scenarios some longer than others. All of these will be written by me, so the story will be Private. The stories may change perspectives although will mostly be either first person or third...
Short: Moving Day The embarrassment nearly made her faint. She fought it though, not wanting to miss even a second of what was happening to her. Fran had fallen asleep on the couch. The moving people were at the house until after dark, and her bed was gone. Mom was supposed to be back to wake her before the men came back. She didn't and they did, and there she was sprawled on the couch with nothing but her panties and bra on. The bra was just a trainer, but she scarcely needed that. Their...
Date and time: Unknown Location: Unknown A throbbing pain from somewhere behind his eyes jerked Devin awake. He sat up straight in his seat and looked around. The lights had gone out, and the console displays glared in the darkness. “Sijay? Shanna?” “I’ve just been kicked in the head,” Sijay mumbled. She pushed herself upright and tried to focus on her primary flight display. Lurid warning symbols covered nearly all the instruments. “Looks like my systems are down, too.” Shanna moaned and...
Xi Pegasi March 8, 2057 Devin tugged at his harness, moving the left shoulder belt out just a bit more. He’d meant to adjust it, but their unexpected side trip into the wormhole had distracted him. He grinned at his own banality as he checked his display yet again. Sijay completed the final checklist and racked the plastic chart in its pocket by her seat. “Checklists complete, ready for thrust burn,” she announced on her comm. “Thank you, Sijay.” Devin selected the engineering icon on his...
Xi Pegasi March 10, 2057 Devin sat hunched in his seat, staring fixedly at his display as fatigue dragged at his eyelids. Twenty-three hours had passed since the meteoroid swarm had struck, and Devin had refused to leave his post again until the Wells was safely in orbit. Sijay and Shanna had taken a break, but Devin had steadfastly stayed put. Lenna had threatened to medically decertify him, but his hasty promise to rest after the ship was safe had temporarily mollified her. His spirits...
Xi Pegasi Aboard the Wells March 28, 2057 Devin looked up as the admittance chime sounded. “Come.” Manuel Fuentes stood in the doorway. “Got a minute?” “For you, always. Take a seat.” Manuel smiled briefly and pushed off the doorjamb. Devin’s office desk was a smaller copy of the activity room tables, and Manuel sat across the desk from Devin. “What’s on your mind?” “We can’t land on the surface or, at least not anywhere near the survey sites. The ground team says the rovers probably...
Xi Pegasi Planetary Survey Site Six April 5, 2057 Hollis Reid clutched his pack to his chest and gritted his teeth as the bottom dropped out of his seat for the hundredth time. The seat bottom slammed against him despite his seatbelt as the shuttle staggered through the sky. His team was crammed into the cargo area next to their vehicles and other equipment. They were each laden with survival gear, their personal pack, and two parachutes scavenged from the planetary survey equipment...
Xi Pegasi Planetary Survey Site Six March 25, 2057 “And I’m telling you that we’re going to be cat food!” Hollis snapped into his headset. “The damn cats have dragged off three of my people, and the rest of us are stranded in the rovers! We are nearly out of ammo, and the guns we have left only pisses them off, and we haven’t even seen the megatigers yet!” He ran out of breath and unkeyed, then he ripped his headset off and tossed it onto the tiny console. “Sonofabitch,” he rasped. “We’re...
Xi Pegasi Planetary Survey Site Six March 28, 2057 Firelight flickered off the sides of the rovers, illuminating the campsite and plunging the surrounding area into even deeper darkness. Overhead, high, thin clouds hid the Milky Way and muted the glow from the largest moon. Maria lay back on her sleeping bag and gazed into the sky. “What are we going to call this planet? And that moon?” Hollis chuckled. “I don’t know, but we probably won’t get to name it.” He tossed a twig into the fire....
Xi Pegasi Aboard the Wells March 30, 2057 Balefire danced across Keith Davies’ faceplate as he inspected the robotic welder’s work. The plasma arc unit had broken down two days ago, and Keith had put in twenty-hour workdays to repair it. The welds were within specifications, and Keith turned to look at the ship. The asteroid extraction ship’s boxy hull had once been one of the Wells’ cargo containers. At least this conversion had been part of the original plan, Keith thought. The fourteen...
Xi Pegasi Colony Site One June 10, 2057 “They’re early.” Hollis lowered his binoculars and looked down at Maria. “I’m sorry?” “The shuttle is early.” She put her hand on the rover’s side for balance. Her leg fracture was setting nicely, but the leg still hurt if she walked on it too much. “They’ll be here in about fifteen minutes.” Hollis nodded and looked out over the airport. He had surveyed the area for the best landing site, and it had taken ten days to cut the temporary landing strip...
Xi Pegasi Aboard the Wells August 5, 2057 “We’re going to be late,” Devin grumped. He corralled his duffel bag and turned to Lenna. “I’m ready now.” “There’s no hurry, you know.” Lenna opened the door and pulled herself into the passageway. “Sijay won’t leave until we are aboard.” She grasped one of the handrails and started aft, toward the hangar deck. “Maybe. She’d leave me in a minute if I was late.” Devin followed his wife toward the waiting shuttle. Ten minutes later, they settled...
Xi Pegasi Near Mining Station One August 8, 2057 The explosive charge detonated, sending chunks of rock and ice in all directions from the cliff face. They sped outward until they encountered the tough fabric dome stretched over the mining area. A dozen robotic scoops rolled on their attitude thrusters as one; their optics and small radars picking out the nearest targets. The car-sized collectors would catch the smaller rocks, and push the larger ones, then take them to the hopper at the top...
Xi Pegasi Colony One August 10, 2057 Faith Ozawa opened her eyes as her comm chimed. She sat up abruptly and plucked her datapad from her desk. “This is Faith.” “You’ve sounded better,” Geri Rogers said lightly, “but who hasn’t?” Faith rubbed her face and checked her desk monitor. “It’s what, five o’clock?” She looked out the window. “And it’s dark out. I wish they’d do something about the timekeeping.” “I know. Anything new?” “Not a damn thing. You?” “No.” Geri sighed. “It’d help if I...
Xi Pegasi Colony One August 20, 2057 “If you think I’m going to stay here one more minute, think again!” Lenna swung her legs over the side of her bed and sat up. “I may not be a neurosurgeon, but I’ve convalesced all I’m going to!” Devin sat up in his chair. “Look, I think they’re just worried about you. It’s only been two weeks.” “I’m going nuts in this place,” she turned on her husband, who had begun to grin, “and you’d best not comment about that.” “Maybe I can help,” Faith said from...
Xi Pegasi Survey Team One August 28, 2057 Roger and Yamina sat together in their cabin and watched the satellite feed. Shanna was reading the weather report, and Devin’s meeting had just aired before the news. “So much for having kids,” Roger muttered. “Oh, Lenna will figure it out.” Yamina curled up next to her husband on the padded locker that served at their couch. The night was comfortably warm, and they had left the screened overhead vents open. She wore a silk kimono that her sister...
Xi Pegasi Survey Team 1.2 September 1, 2057 “Roger?” Yamina sounded worried, and Roger plucked his PDA from his vest pocket. “What is it, honey?” “I’m feeling sick this morning. If I don’t feel better when the helicopter arrives, I may go back with them.” “I’ll miss you.” “Flatterer.” Roger chucked. “I will. But, since you’re leaving, I want to hike to the next survey site from here. It’ll only take a couple of days, and I have plenty of supplies.” “Be careful, Roger. Seriously. You...
Xi Pegasi Mining Station One September 7, 2057 “The search for Roger Evans goes on. His teammates have vowed to not quit until they find him.” “Damn, what a mess,” Keith Davies shook his head as he and Kimmi watched Shanna’s ‘evening’ news broadcast. “Leave it to a man to get the girl pregnant, and then go get himself lost.” Kimmi playfully bumped his shoulder. Keith laughed softly. “It’s an old tradition. Love ‘em and leave ‘em.” He twisted in midair as Kimmi grabbed his ribs. He rolled...
Xi Pegasi Survey Team 1.2 September 10, 2057 “There he is!” Roger swore and threw himself over the ridgeline. The jagged rocks ripped at his clothing as he rolled down the opposite slope. He had stayed too long, hoping to get a clean shot at his pursuers. He was down to his last rifle magazine, and he had only scored one hit so far. He blinked against the sunlight, and his head throbbed constantly, robbing him of desperately needed sleep. A helicopter roared overhead, being careful to stay...
Xi Pegasi Survey Team One September 15, 2057 “Yamina?” Yamina stirred and opened her eyes. The surroundings were strange to her, and then she remembered. “Roger?” She sat up on the cot Faith had procured for her to sleep in Roger’s sick bay cubicle. “Honey, are you awake?” “I think so,” Roger croaked. “I’m so thirsty.” Yamina stood and walked the ten steps to the dispensary. Opening a cabinet, she selected a plastic cup and filled it with crushed ice and water from the built-in dispensing...
Xi Pegasi Colony One October 12, 2057 Lenna walked along the path from the hospital to the nearby housing area. By unspoken consent, the colony had no roads in the central areas where most of the people lived and worked. Those industries that consumed bulk materials were located next to the river, or they had short roadways connecting them to it or to the ground port. Lenna had noted that a bicycle production facility would be opening here at Colony One in two weeks. That would greatly aid...
Xi Pegasi Colony One December 31, 2057 Devin and Lenna stepped out of their cottage and walked along the path toward the admin building. The large moon was high in the sky, and the party was no doubt in full swing by now. Devin inhaled the crisp night air, laden with the scent of pine, and smiled blissfully. “I know the other colony sites are beautiful, but I like it right here the best.” “I know,” Lenna reached out and touched a low-hanging branch. “Maybe I should go visit the other sites....
Xi Pegasi System Wells Station 13/33/41 NR (New Reckoning) 2523 Hours “Gin!” Kayla Robbins tossed her cards down on the table in disgust. “I quit,” she snapped. “You’ve quit five times this week, Kayla.” “Oh, go ahead and gloat, George MacGregor!” The tall blonde glared at him. “You cheat, anyway, so this doesn’t count!” “I don’t cheat,” he laughed. “I just know how...” An alert tone beeped softly at Kayla’s workstation, and she swiveled her chair to face the display. The information...
Xi Pegasi System System Command 13/34/41 NR 0715 Hours “ ... and we think that Captain Rogers will be able to bring the Evans in under her own power. She took at least two serious hits from a really nasty laser head missile. They are still making repairs, and the rest of First Squadron is on station at the wormhole.” The petite commander smiled grimly. “Whatever they were armed with, the Evans and the Valkyrie drove them off, and we are ready if they try again.” “Thank you, Edith. Good...
Xi Pegasi System Geneva – Earth Wormhole Terminus 14/02/41 NR 2115 Hours “Contact!” A blood red icon appeared on the plot, and the tall commander turned her chair to face her tactical officer. “Designate as Bandit One!” “Track and stand by weapons,” Taela Redding, captain of the Geneva Naval Service Frigate Raimella Davies, said quietly, and then she pressed her comms touchpad. “Commodore, we have a transit through the wormhole.” Commodore Legrere looked up from her computer monitor and...
Xi Pegasi System Devinstown, New Geneva Lenna MacGregor Medical Center 14/17/41 NR 1412 Hours Her cat was missing, and Luisa McDaniel ran through the greenhouse, bounding down the long pathway between the laser beam straight rows of corn. The soil here was black and loamy, not the gritty red dust that swirled in the bitter wind outside the huge, glassed dome that soared over her head. She landed lightly and slid to a stop as she spotted a black and white streak disappear into a row of corn...
Xi Pegasi System Devinstown, New Geneva Government House 14/25/41 NR 1904 Hours Rain pelted the ground car’s windows, reducing the visibility to a few meters. Luisa looked out her window, in awe at the sight. “This is wonderful; I’ve never actually seen a thunderstorm.” Aaron Peters sat next to her, while one of the presidential aides and a driver occupied the front seats of the vehicle. It was a fifteen minute ride from the medical center to the president’s official residence, and Luisa...
Xi Pegasi System System Command 14/37/41 NR 0615 Hours Aaron turned as the admittance chime sounded. “Come in.” He’d just finished packing, and he closed his locker as the door to his quarters opened. David Matthews stood in the doorway with an anxious look on his face. “I’m ready, David,” Aaron said teasingly, and then his expression blanked as his chief of staff’s expression registered. “What is it?” “We just received a message from the sats at the wormhole, Sir. The Unis have transited....
Delta Volantis System Flag Bridge, GNS Moshe Dyan 15/05/41 NR 1210 Hours “Transit detected! Designate as Bogey Four and start track!” The tactical officer’s fingers traced across his holographic displays, adding the blood red icon to the three on the flagship’s master plot. “Right on time, too.” Admiral Aaron Peters turned his command chair and smiled at his grim faced chief of staff. “Come now, David. We surmised that they had the reaction mass and certainly the will to chase us.” He...
10 Ceti System Flag Bridge, Gns Moshe Dyan 15/06/41 Nr 1545 Hours Admiral Aaron Peters sat in his command chair on his flag bridge and tried not to fret. Every remaining warship in the Genevan navy, except for the scouts he had detached as escorts for the fleeing transports, was arrayed at the Delta Volantis wormhole terminus. He gazed into the main holo display, and his eyes strayed to a pair of light codes crawling across the display toward the 28 Librae wormhole terminus. Luisa had left...
28 Librae System GNS Neil Armstrong 15/14/41 NR 2645 Hours A soft electronic sound intruded into her nightmare, and Luisa’s eyes opened. She raised herself on one elbow and pressed the audio only key on the comm panel. She hadn’t bothered to dress for bed, and it wouldn’t do for anyone to see her like that. “Yes?” “Commander, we’ve entered orbit, and a shuttle from Foster will arrive in twenty minutes.” “Thank you, Perla. I’ll be there.” Luisa cut the circuit and reached for her clothes....
28 Librae System Research Station, Zene 15/15/41 NR 1410 Hours The carved rock panel’s image hung in the holo display, magnified to three times its original size. Luisa stopped and peered at a series of lines and circles in the upper right corner of the panel. The image was overlaid with blue guide lines, enhancing the carvings. “This is the star map?” Adam nodded. “Yes. We are here,” his eyes unfocused as he concentrated on manipulating the holographic controls and a blinking red cursor...
Beta Mensae System GNS John Young 01/21/42 NR 1730 Hours Admiral Aaron Peters, Geneva Naval Service, stood at the boat bay airlock and waited for the Lovell to dock. His official duty station was aboard his flagship, but he was still aboard the fleet repair ship Young until he was well enough to resume his duties. Not that there was anything resembling a navy for him to command, he thought morosely. Three frigates were left from the catastrophic battle in the 10 Ceti System, and only two of...
Beta Mensae System GNS Challenger Seven 01/26/42 NR 0845 Hours “Lovell has transited, Admiral.” Kayla Robbins reported from her tactical station. His flagship, the Challenger Seven, was the last frigate with a flag bridge, and she had been the most severely damaged of the survivors from the battle at 10 Ceti. Repair crews were still finishing their work even as Aaron moved himself and his staff aboard. If they were to have a chance against the next Terran incursion, he needed every available...
10 Ceti System GNS Frank Lovell 01/28/42 NR 2419 Hours Luisa sat back in her chair and stretched with a weary sigh. She’d spent the evening poring over the starmap’s symbols, trying to make sense of the mysterious but beautiful glyphs. The work had been done by hand; the artist was left handed and apparently worked while seated, judging by the angle of the cuts and the random variations in the lines. She still insisted on thinking of the artist as a young human woman, to Adam’s chagrin. The...
Beta Mensae System GNS Challenger Seven 01/34/42 NR 2010 Hours “I don’t believe it,” Aaron grated. “Luisa would never do something like this.” He tossed the datapad on his desk and glowered at his investigative team. Kayla crossed her arms and sighed. “Admiral, for what it’s worth, I didn’t believe it, either.” She waved a hand at the datapad. “But, the evidence speaks for itself. The message from Lovell confirms it – Luisa is our agent.” The pair had gone over literally every scrap of...
Theta Coronae Australis System GNS Neil Armstrong 02/06/42 NR 0930 Hours Gandalf’s limb filled the shuttle’s viewport, and Luisa leaned forward to gaze at the expanse of blue. Arwen wasn’t even the largest of the gas giant’s moons, and the Genevan outpost was located closer in-system. It had taken some effort to convince Armstrong’s captain to bring her here, but a conference with Adam, Perla and the transport group’s commander had done the trick. Unlike Zene, Arwen was completely airless,...
Theta Coronae Australis System Away Team, Arwen 02/10/42 NR 0650 Hours “Absolutely nothing,” Jacques Hammel muttered as he touched faceplates with his partner. The pair had been trudging along the wall of yet another unnamed crater in the never ending darkness and cold of their own, personal hell. April Ogilvy, his teammate, had stepped on a loose rock and had nearly fallen on the treacherous slope. Now, she sat panting from exertion and terror, while Jacques tried to comfort her. “We’ve...
28 Librae System GNS Challenger Seven 02/10/42 NR 0800 Hours “Missiles away,” Kayla Robbins reported quietly. She sat at the flag bridge’s tactical station, and she tapped at a keyboard visible only to herself as she updated the master plot. “Thank you, Kayla,” Admiral Aaron Peters acknowledged. He watched the quartet of missiles streak toward the research base on Zene. Adam Thomas had been furious when he received the order to evacuate, but he’d complied without any resistance. Now, he...
Theta Coronae Australis System GNS Neil Armstrong 02/12/42 NR 1235 Hours “Honey, you have to eat something.” Luisa stepped into the sick bay, nodding to the sentry posted outside. Charlotte Evans, the ship’s sole medical technician, held a spoonful of applesauce in front of the young girl from the shuttle. She stared wide eyed at Charlotte, not even looking at the proffered food. “Has she tried to speak yet?” “Not a word,” Charlotte sighed as she sat back on a small stool. “Derek and his...
Theta Coronae Australis System GNS Challenger Seven 02/16/42 NR 0915 Hours “She did what?” Kayla Robbins kept her voice neutral. “She took Armstrong through an apparently hidden wormhole, Sir. They popped back out just long enough to order the transports to follow them, and then left again.” Admiral Aaron Peters bit off a curse, and turned to glare at the master plot on his command deck. Both transports had abandoned the cover of the gas giant’s rings, and were only hours from the wormhole...
V1794 Cygni System GNS Neil Armstrong 02/18/42 NR 2115 Hours Aaron placed his hand on the armrest to brace himself as the shuttle rolled to align itself with Armstrong’s docking port. Kayla and George were both with him, albeit under varying degrees of protest. They felt, with good reason, the admiral admitted to himself, the fleet admiral’s place was aboard his flagship, especially when his fleet was being pursued by a superior enemy. They were right, of course, but this was something he...
V1794 Cygni System GMS Alan Dean Foster 02/23/42 NR 0735 Hours The view outside the oversized porthole was spectacular. The Genevan fleet was approaching this system’s single, unnamed gas giant, a monster five times the size of Sol’s Jupiter. Brilliant blue and green cloud bands encircled the massive planet, and a swirling disc of dark blue marked where a massive storm raged in the planet’s northern hemisphere. Dozens of moons shepherded the giant along in its orbit, and four of the larger...
82 Geminorum System GMS Alan Dean Foster 02/24/42 NR 0219 Hours A quartet of empty drink cups sat in a group on Luisa’s bedside table, belonging to the quartet seated on and around Luisa’s bed. Luisa herself was wide awake, but it was the small hours of the morning for Aaron and his staff. “I hate these late night meetings, Boss,” Kayla complained, “at least the ones where I’m actually working,” she added with a lurking grin at George. “I’ll make a note,” Aaron deadpanned as George turned...
82 Geminorum System GNS Challenger Seven 02/24/42 NR 2510 Hours “They’re late,” the lieutenant manning the tactical station murmured. Aaron stood with his hands behind him, contemplating the master plot. “They will be here,” he said with more confidence than he felt. Oh, yes, he thought. They are closing for the kill, and they know it. Four cruisers, with escorts, against three frigates and eleven scouts was hardly a fair fight. Of course, the last thing Admiral Aaron Peters intended to...
82 Geminorum System GNS Challenger Seven 02/24/42 NR 2550 Hours Luisa opened her eyes, and tried to focus. Everything was black outside her faceplate, and she fought down her atavistic panic. She could hear herself panting, and she schooled herself to slow down before she ran out of air. A faint light drew her attention, and she turned toward it. Something prevented her from moving, and she brought her right hand up to her chest. Her seat harness was still attached, and she found the...
82 Geminorum System GNSS Robert Crippen 02/27/42 NR 1130 Hours Admiral Aaron Peters stood at the back of the repair ship’s bridge and watched the main plot as they approached the wormhole leading to the last star system on the alien starmap. Luisa stood with him, and he reflected over the events of the past two days. The Geneva Naval Service had ceased to exist. Every warship had been destroyed, with the loss of most of their crews. Barely a hundred survivors had been rescued by the...
Tales of futanari transformation seem somewhat rare, in my experience. I can only think of a handful of examples. As such, here I hope to create a treasury of stories where the main character finds him/herself transformed into a dickgirl. So come, would-be writers! Share your stories such that the world may read them! And come, dear readers! Revel in the tales of transformation! And so, the question is…
Transsexual