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One morning, GrushaVashnadze awoke to find his PMs filled with a steaming slut. Opening the message, he unintentionally kickstarted a series of double entendres that would change his erotica career forever.

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Subject Line: Let’s Be Friends?

VioletVixen: Grusha!

I just read your Alison series, and I'm completely obsessed. I hope this doesn’t come off too strong...?

We might not be acquainted yet, but I hoped you could help me fine-tune my skills as a filthy writer. It’s always been an aspiration of mine to become a true word-wench, if you know what I mean.

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Subject Line: Filthy Friends It Is

GrushaVashnadze: Hello, Violet.

I don’t normally spread my literary wisdom around so loosely. Being filthy friends is one thing, undertaking a tutelage in grimy grammar and slimy syntax is another. Not everyone can become a good writer, much less a word-whore.

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Subject Line: Teach Me Your Filthy Fucking Ways

VioletVixen: Always a pleasure waking up to you deep inside my inbox.

Your wordplay teases me, Grusha. You are exactly what I need to push my skanky style to the next linguistic level. I would do anything to study under your massive literary prowess.

To show just how eager of a writer-slut I am, I’ve sent an attachment. Two, actually. Jiggly ones.

Open and enjoy, Grusha. I know how much you want to press those perky little buttons of mine. Tell me what they do to you. I want to hear all of it.

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Subject Line: Cumslut Application Accepted

GrushaVashnadze: Vi!

Those cute little attachments of yours are so yummy, scrummy, cummy. Consider yourself fucking hired, my word-slut apprentice. I can tell you’re a cuntwhore with consonance.

For your first day on the job, I’m gonna ram this big hard throbbing message up your hot juicy inbox. How do I know you really want my experienced motherfucking metaphor of a message?

Prove you can handle it, bitch.

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Subject Line: This Is No Fucking Farce.

VioletVixen: I’m serious. My inbox knows no limits.

VioletVixen may be a homophone, but I’ll make an exception for that phat chode of a motherfucking message. Knowing it’s being stroked by your filthy keyboard... so fucking hot. A massive motif like that makes me drip like no other. Your throbbing syntax just turned this horny little bitch intertextually-fluid.

Now hurry up and fill my fuckbox, you teasing bastard. Don’t make me wait.

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Subject Line: Why Are You Ignoring Me???

VioletVixen: It’s been days since I’ve woken up to your steamy message nestled in my slutty inbox.

I miss you so fucking much. Why can’t you give me what I want? You know how much I strive to be the best writer-wench there ever was, the one, Grusha. I can’t do that without you filling me with inspiration.

You leave me no choice but to rub one off in the subject line. Alone.

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Subject Line: Take This, Word-Whore

GrushaVashnadze: You fucking needy, clichéd cumslut.

Is acting like a pathetic pastiche the best trope you can come up with?

If you want my message up your tight inbox, slut, you’re gonna have to fucking beg for it. Go on, tell me how much you fucking need it. I said on your knees, bitch, and fucking beg! Go on, worship that fucking message, cuntwhore, before I ram it all the way up your needy little fuckbox.

Make your argument well, and I might even spray-coat your whore-interface with my literary adage.

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Subject Line: Fucking Fuck My Fucking Box

VioletVixen: Oh God, fuck, please, Grusha.

I'm such a greedy little message-fucker. Your fucking inbox-slut, wanting to stuff my whore PMs with your filthy messages. Spurt your words deep inside me while you shout insulting invectives at my worthless writing. Feed this depraved dickslut all your dirty diction, big boy. I can't get enough of your epithets.

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Subject Line: Do As I Say, Bitch

GrushaVashnadze: You want my message shoved up your inbox, bitch, play with it first.

Go on, spread it wide so I can see your wet pink folders glistening at me. Now stick one little phrase in there, go on, nice and slow, yeah, in and out like that, baby. Now two subordinate clauses. Is that good, slut? Now go on, I know what you want. Ram that whole fucking fistful of sentences deep in that fucking inbox. Hear it squelch. Is that good, whore? Go on, ram it in and out like a message-starved box-slut.

Now taste it. Is that good, bitch? Like the taste of all your wet stinking fuck-words?

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Subject Line: JUST FUCKING GIVE IT TO ME YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!!

VioletVixen: Holy fuck, Grusha!

You are so fucking filthy. You make me squeal anaphoras like a nasty little syntax pig. You like watching Violet’s pervy persona fill her dirty inbox with all her vocabulary? You like seeing all my allusions disappear deep inside my flappy pink folders, huh? You like watching my interface scrunch while I stretch my hairy box to its breaking point? You filthy fucking wanker, watching me stick verbiage up my cunty message-deprived PMs.

God, you know I love the taste of my slimy, musky imagery leaking from my flappy folder-lips. I'd eat that goo off anything. This filthy cumwhore loses control when she catches a whiff of that lust-filled lingo. Mmm... I’m licking it off my trash folder now. Haven’t cleaned it out in weeks. It reeks of piss-poor poetry, and I don’t give a shit.

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Subject Line: That’s Better, Word-Whore

GrushaVashnadze: Good bitch, Violet.

Now it’s time to shave that fucking word-count down. Yeah, bitch, take a razor to it. Erase all those fucking redundancies until you can run your cursor through your smooth outline. Better get your cuntschlicking consonance in order if you wanna be a real smooth smut author like me, bitch. Yeah, that’s it, scrape off all those fuzzy idioms.

While you’re at it, scoop your slimy fuck-word drool out of your diction-deprived slut-box. That’s it, you filthy fucking worthless writing whore, smear them around your slutty subject line. Circumlocute it with your cummy keyboard. Show me all those filthy strands of juicy jargon.

Now where are you gonna stick that fistful of analogies next…? What about that cute little outbox of yours?

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Subject Line: Spreading My Prose For You

VioletVixen: Fuck, Grusha, making me your subordinate slut-clause!

You know what? This greedy little cuntfucker still needs to learn how to use her outbox. God, it’s such a tight fit. That puckered boxhole barely fits one word, much less a fistful. Don’t even mention enjambing an entire filthy fucking cum-filled paragraph slicked up with raunchy run-ons up my stinking box-walls like a scum-encrusted simile...

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Subject Line: Teaching My Apprentice Shit-Slut a Lesson in Analogy

GrushaVashnadze: Well, cumwhore, if you want to learn to be a proper writer like me, you’d better gain a bit more versatility with your vocabulary, hadn’t you?

I mean, what kind of writer-slut are you if you can’t be an analogy-whore? So, on your knees, bitch. Wipe some of that fuck-word-goo on the entrance to your puckered outbox, and you might just be able to squeeze a word in edgewise. If not, I might just have to come over and ram my whole stiff fucking message in there and make you scream words you didn’t even know you knew.

And don’t you fucking dare touch your inbox subject-line until you're done, you filthy whore! Only good girls get to do that...

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Subject Line: My Analogy Is Gaping

VioletVixen: Oh fuck me, Grusha insulting my shit writing now.

Goddammit, you’re going to make me scream while you force me to expand my vocabulary, aren't you? Make my analogy gape until only a giant plothole remains, huh? I've got a fucking fistful of words stuffed up my inbox, and now you wanna make me a double-prolepsis whore while you slap pompous platitudes all over me until my attachments burn red with the sting of your unforgiving editor’s pen.

Please, just let me rub out my fucking subject line, goddammit. I’ll keep begging and screaming until you shut up my filthy chatbox with that throbbing motif of a motherfucking message. Hurry up and ram your euphemistic erection down my trash cum-coated chat-throat until I choke.

Show me you're more than just talk, big boy.

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Subject Line: Denying My Edgy Writer-Slut

GrushaVashnadze: Oh, so we like it in the chatbox, eh? That's more like it, word-cunt! Now you’re sounding a bit more like a serious writer.

Just to show you what a kind literary master I am, I give you a choice: outbox or chatbox – where do you want my big hard message to ping first? Because they both need to be broken in, whore – and I’m going to fucking unlock them for you. Is it going to be your hot sweaty outbox, with all its rude words, blowing raspberries all over my stiff euphemism as I ram it in and out, making you scream for mercy? Or is it going to be your slimy drooling chatbox, oozing sweet nothings off your chiasmus, dribbling onto your two soft jiggly attachments?

Then maybe, if you've been extra good, I might let you choose where I publish. Shall I coat your pretty face with my plot? Or give you a syntactical creampie? Or deep-fill your outbox with my characterization? Or maybe you wanna eat my sticky gloopy salty vocabulary out of your stinking outbox – see if it matches your literary taste? If you're a good little writer-slut, all these prizes could be yours.

But if you so much as touch that subject-line until you’ve earned that privilege, then you’re going to be on your fucking knees for the rest of your fucking life, begging forgiveness, snaking your versatile tongue up my outbox, and slurping my strands of satire off the fucking floor like the worthless filthy writer-whore you are. Because I own that inbox, bitch – and you’d better fucking earn your readership by showing me what a versatile literary slut you are first.

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Subject Line: Re: Denying My Edgy Writer-Slut

VioletVixen: You filthy fucking bastard. I hate you. Want you. Need you. Deep inside me. Now.

I can’t control myself in the face of such an impressive throbbing rod of literary prowess. Oh God, oh fuck... I can't hold back much longer. Can’t you see my used-up boxes dripping with sarcasm, begging to be filled by your big hard message?

I'll show you I deserve every perverted fucking smut-reader deep in the glistening folds of my filthy fuck-stories. Spread my text editor wide so they can all have a taste of Violet’s pungent mind. You may own my inbox, but I’ll dominate your message with my superior subtext – show you I can take it hard and deep, let you fuck my ribbed archives until I can't breathe. Sweet nothings will turn into muffled gargles as tears and mascara run down your motherfucking metaphor, all over the grimy outlines of my depraved drafts.

As for my stinky outbox, you’ll have to pin my slimy face on the ground while you jam your hard diction up my reluctant rhetorical assfucking allegory – reverse send that fucking shit.

Don't even think about stopping me when I cave into desire and mash the shit out of my subject line. What are you gonna do when that happens, you filthy fuck? Punish me?

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Subject Line: Re: Re: Denying My Edgy Writer-Slut

GrushaVashnadze: Good obedient writer whore.

That's more like it, welcoming my huge motherfucking metaphor up your stinking outbox and then taking it deep down your drooling chathole. Do you like that literary taste, bitch?
So, where do want me to publish? Chatbox, outbox, inbox, or maybe even all over those two jiggly attachments? Beg for it, slut, and you might just get it.

And then I’ll be your literary agent forever.

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Subject Line: ISBN

VioletVixen: I couldn’t wait for your permission.

I'm such a needy fuck-begging PM cumslut, I'm not stopping even if you demand. I’m gonna keep smashing my subject line until I squirt new plot points all over your grimy interface.

Just fuck the motherfucking shit out of my slut-box until you publish all over my fucking analogies. The perky buttons on my attachments are so fucking swollen right now, desperate to be pushed. Each tweak going straight to my fucking subject line... making me want to burst into a flurry of punctuation.

Be my fucking literary agent, Grusha. Let’s publish together.

Oh god, oh fuck... here it comes. Big spurt of poetic verse... I can’t stop myself... gonna squirt all over your big phat message header... Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

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feet curled with no meter
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words of a feather
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The Night StalkerA Gothic TaleBy Freddie CleggHe had always had a thing about medics. Maybe it was that whole ?caring for other human beings? thing. Or maybe it was just the starched white coats for the doctors and those cute uniforms for the nurses. Anyway, as always in these matters, motives don't matter.At least they didn't matter to Frances, the focus of his attentions.He'd been watching her for over a month. On the pin board in his cellar was a shrine to his latest obsession. There were...

3 years ago
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Lesson for a fetish stalker

I had just parked my car on the 5th floor of the car park when I saw in the rear-view mirror how a lady, dressed entirely in black nappa leather, got out of the Mercedes behind me. Wearing a fitted leather blazer, gloves and tight leather trousers, she strutted along the corridor on the probably 10 cm high heels of her knee-length leather boots. Strictly tied back long black hair framed her beautifully cut, stylishly made-up face, whose dark glowing eyes sparkled. In her mid-40s her body was...

3 years ago
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My Private Stalker

The first e-mail I got simply said "Listen white boy, you are a racist woman hating pig and I will make it my mission in life to own your ass!" "Wow that was kind of harsh" I thought, "I will put that with my others." I get a lot of that shit. A few days later there was another one. "White boy I have been reading your stories and don't you know any black women who are true and faithful?" Ok that was not too harsh, but how the hell do I answer a question without a return address?...

1 year ago
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Billionaire and the SisterhoodChapter 46 Games At House Site Catching the Stalker

Mark Melanie worked the bank transfer for me, and suddenly I was the owner of 640 acres in Dillonville, about eight miles southeast of the city airport. A commute into the city outside of rush hour would take about twenty to thirty minutes. Moreover, I expected we’d use the condo in Worthington Towers on weeknights, and the ‘farm, ‘ as we’d started to call it, on weekends. I didn’t like the name ‘the farm, ‘ but for the time being it was an apt description of the place, although no farming...

1 year ago
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Fucky Friday

I was awake, but I didn't want to get up yet. I didn't want to even open my eyes yet. I just remembered last night... huge fight... the failed date... getting drunk... screaming, shouting... sleeping in separate beds. Lately all we had been doing was shouting at each other in between not talking to each other. I wonder why we got married sometimes. I sit up and try to think back on why. We had a reason, although my head aches even more as I try to remember. The sex was great, I remember that,...

3 years ago
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Cougar Stalking

Cougar Stalking by edintx99I run five miles in an isolated park every day. It clears my head, lets ideas and fantasies seep into my brain. Little did I know fantasy would turn into reality?It was a typical hot, steamy August afternoon. Running shoes, socks, and shorts were the attire of the day with my t-shirt gripped in my hand, not worn.Pound, pound, pound…the cadence of my running feet hitting the winding dirt path. With the sun directly overhead, the woods on either side provided no...

1 year ago
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Office Stalking

I really never thought I would be one of those people... the kind that would turn into a virtual stalker. But Erica brought that out in me. Turns out she brought a lot more out in me that I ever imagined. Allow me to explain. Erica started working for me about a year ago and from day one, I found myself fantasizing about her. I had never really had bi-sexual tendencies before, but there was something about her that filled my dreams. She was perfect, the kind of perfect that can't be properly...

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3 years ago
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Fuckbuddys flat mate

I had to pick something up from my fuckbuddy's flat this morning, she was at work I ring the buzzer to be let in her flat answered. I said can you let me in, ok she said the door clicked open I went up to the flat she had the door open for me, She was standing there in a towel just covering her tits & cunt, I've fucked her before she got a very hairy cunt & loves cock, a lot of men have been to the flat & fucked her, well she said hello have you come to pick that thing up, yes I...

1 year ago
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Fuckbuddy 3 Slutty BBW Mom

Kathy was always one of my best fuckbuddies, because she had tried everything before I showed up, and was willing to do anything again on my command. She was quite a few years older than me and I was out of her league in the looks department, but those are always my favorites, since they will go above and beyond to please an adonis.We met on the internet and I was at her house in no time. She was a BBW, which I never had a problem with, and about 20 years older than me. It was clear that she...

1 year ago
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Facefucked

"I told you, just give me 50 bucks and I'll call the whole thing off." Not a chance. I had him right where I wanted him. For weeks, I'd daydreamed about the moment when I'd be able to peel off his briefs and devour his cock, to lovingly thrust it into my mouth until his hot, delicious liquid was deposited in my throat. "I told you bro, I'm broke." "Well.. I guess you better put up or shut up." Without another word, I dropped to my knees. We were lucky, his parents...

4 years ago
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Facefucked

‘Do I really have to go through with this?’ I asked, feigning disinterest. In reality, my cock was growing steadily more erect by the minute. ‘I told you, just give me 50 bucks and I’ll call the whole thing off.’ Not a chance. I had him right where I wanted him. For weeks, I’d daydreamed about the moment when I’d be able to peel off his briefs and devour his cock, to lovingly thrust it into my mouth until his hot, delicious liquid was deposited in my throat. ‘I told you bro, I’m broke.’ ...

4 years ago
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Facefuck

I sat in the padded chair my Mother handed down to me waiting for the buzzer to go off. That moment when the performance begins, my heart starts racing, and my panties get wet. The sound of fresh meat.I'm excited and nervous at the same. I fidget with my mini skirt. A black and pink tutu like skirt that was chosen to cover my strap-on, only I decided not to wear the strap-on after all. I also chose to wear my leather studded heels instead of my vinyl boots because I will be face sitting and...

3 years ago
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Assfucked by Ex Son in Law

This "mother in law Fantasy" ex mother in law actually is more an ex son in law story and differs from most you'll read in two ways. One it's coming from the Mother in Law, two, it's actually true.First, quick background. I was a fairly young mom and my ex son in law was a few years older than my daughter so the age diff is only 15, I am now 58 he is 43. She left him for another and nothing other than some flirting ever happened when they were together.I always thought he was attractive and in...

2 years ago
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Fuck Quest The Game

After jumping through some financial hoops, I finally got myself that new adult virtual reality game that a lot of people was talking about. With a title like 'Fuck Quest' and the promise of some very good times in a VR world, one would expect the game to be quite popular. It is a slim looking piece of headwear with a closed visor that covered the eyes, fancy and futuristic looking, extremely light and head size adjustable with a strap. From my research, the technology that was put into such a...

3 years ago
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Shapefuckers Part 1 The Cat

Sunbathing by the pool. Want to join? My smile widened even further. Though it was my birthday—my eighteenth birthday—I had nothing planned. Well, nothing but a relaxing day spent lying around the house. Joining Candi by the pool sounded like a nice change of pace. Plus, my sister and I had not hung out in nearly a month. I had a serious craving that could only be filled with Candi. As promised I found my sister by the pool. Her barely concealed frame was stretched out across one of the...

1 year ago
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FuckingMyNewfie

" not much honey just checkin you out." as he smiled back he replied,"oh thats right youre a biter. I like that!" She laughed a bit and pulled him on the bed with her "yea I'm a biter but you love it! Want to come curl up with me?" she said with a twinkle in her eye. "yea, let's cuddle babe." he said opening his arms to her. "Mmm." he smiled slyly as he already knew what was gonna happen next. She curled into his arms facing him. She kissed his neck, then traced down his chest...

3 years ago
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fuckins small sis

Metric pass kar ke mujhe aage ki padhai doosre shahar jana pada. Is beech jab main chhutiyoon mein ghar aata Mogli ki jawani mein din-ba-din nikhar pata.Do saal beette-beette Mogli ki jawani madmast ho gayi-goora jism ,rasile hoonth, patlikamar , sodol chuchiyan, mano khuda ne apne haathon se use nikhara hai.Jawan hote hi who parde mein rahne lagi ,pakki namazi aur parhezgaar ladki bangayi. Mein bhi poora jawan ho chukatha. Ghar mein is chanchal machalti madhoosh husn ko dekh kar mere lund...

1 year ago
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Fuckbuddys flat mate

I had to pick something up from my fuckbuddy’s flat this morning, she was at work I ring the buzzer to be let in her flat answered. I said can you let me in, ok she said the door clicked open I went up to the flat she had the door open for me, She was standing there in a towel just covering her tits & cunt, I’ve fucked her before she got a very hairy cunt & loves cock, a lot of men have been to the flat & fucked her, well she said hello have you come to pick that thing up, yes I said she said...

4 years ago
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Perfucktory

“I’m close, Lou!” Drew gasped and raised his head briefly before dropping it again and continuing to pummel his wife. He sawed into her with the same determination he did every Sunday night and the occasional Friday or Saturday, if she was really lucky. She dug her nails into his shoulders, raised her knees as high as she could and pressed her heels into his buttocks, digging them in and feeling the satisfaction as his cock began to graze her g-spot, barely. His belly bumped against hers,...

2 years ago
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Imperfucktion

Inspired by Mazza’s “Perfucktory” and written as a companion story. ‘Almost there,’ he thought. He could feel it building.   Andrew went into his signature move, his closer. He knew it was time after he saw her signs. He felt the nails, waited for her to pull her knees up and jam her heels into his butt. Of course he already had her near the edge, and when he’d told her he was close, he knew it would push her closer. Sure enough, just as he started his closing move which consisted of sawing his...

2 years ago
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Fucktoys for Futanari

Join the CHYOA Fan Server and discuss this story and many more with the community: https://discord.gg/DQn3bVH If you want to support me and my work, please check out my Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/redragonlite Reality has changed, and the third sex: Futanari (Or Futa) are considered the most respected members of society. Futas can do almost anything they want to, without questioning by the public. Futas also have incredibly high sex drives and very low refractory periods. As such, many...

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Starfucks

Vorwort: Kommen sie zu Starfucks und wählen sie einen unserer einzigartigen services: 1) Eine exakte (eins zu eins) Kopie ihres Stars Wählen sie ihren Star aus unserem großen Arsenal menschenähnlicher Androiden, die allesamt menschlichen Berühmtheiten - Celebrities - nachempfunden wurden und vergnügen sie sich mit ihm hier bei uns im Cafe. Alle Modelle wurden so konfiguriert, dass sie eine mindestens 18 Jahre alte, erwachsene Version der von ihnen gewählten Berühmtheit darstellen." Kleidung,...

3 years ago
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Fuckermon

«Hi! Sorry to keep you waiting! You are finally at the age qualification to fuck!... Not that you already didn't, anyways! My names if Woods, but some people call me the 'Fucking' Professor. In this world of ours, it is widely inhabited by creatures known as Deviants. We humans live alongside Deviants since the time we've understood it. At times we coexist as friendly relationship, cooperative workmates, and most of the tumes, we've banded together and fucked other like us. But despite our...

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Mindfuck Paradise

60 years ago, a strange phenomenon swept over Earth, sparking its transformation into a world of free sexual use. The phenomenon turned humankind into a sexually-focused society, and a wide array of mutations have created new groups of humans with features and capabilities far outside the previous norm. All humans are essentially immortal; their aging slows to a near stop around 30, only progressing if they want to become older, and they'll regenerate from any injury - even total destruction -...

Mind Control
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Fuckland

Agent Johnson rubbed his eyes. It had been a long day, and was about to be an even longer night. He downed his third cup of coffee as he opened the door to his and Agent Heffner’s office. “Find anything new, Janet?” He asked, closing the door behind him. Agent Heffner sighed as she dropped the papers she was reading. “Nothing but this disc.” She presented the DVD to Agent Johnson, the words ‘Fuckland: Commercial’ written in sharpie across it. “Well, let’s see what kind of hell we’re dealing...

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