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Sarah O’Connor stared down at the display on her bathroom scales, bile rising in her throat as she scanned the figures on the screen. Why had she had that cupcake on Monday night? It must be wrong, she willed it to be wrong.
Sarah stepped back, letting the screen clear before tapping the base with her toe to restart the weighing-in process. Cautiously, she set one bare foot and then the other into the soft rubber indents and held her breath. But Sarah wasn’t looking down when the same figures resolved on the LCD. Her attention had been drawn to the frosted glass of the bathroom window, and to the flickering blue light-show which was building in her garden.
This story uses comic book characters owned by DC/Warner Bros./TW and does so strictly on a fanfic parody type basis with no money to be gained by the author or anyone who posts it. It is free to be posted on any site wishing to do so, provided the author is given credit. The Body Mod Machine by Steve Zink Jimmy Olsen, the brash young photographer and reporter for the Daily Planet who worked alongside his friends Clark Kent and Lois Lane, knew about the Kandorian Body...
The Pleasure Machine- Sam DarquesiedThe seminar had lasted for two of the most mind numbingly boring days I have ever known and it was a long drive back to the city. I was looking forward to getting home but the drive was as boring as the seminar and I needed a break. As I passed through a small town I noticed a garage sale and decided it was a good excuse to stop for a while and maybe after I?d find a restaurant or something.There was no one else in the yard except for an attractive,...
THE MINDY MACHINEBy Hungry Guy With a side business of building BDSM gear, Guy was making a nice little side income. His most popular item was a _Sperm Sponge_ harness: a rather complicated item of straps, rings, and buckles that the slave wore on her head with a cock-ring pressed tightly to her mouth, and another collection of straps, rings, and buckles that he Dominant wore on his hips with that same cock-ring pressed tightly to his crotch at the base of his cock. With such a garment, a...
Terminator, rape machine This is my first attempt at writing anything remotely science fiction/fan fiction related so I hope it works. For those who are unfamiliar, some of it is based on the Terminator movies. The story is set before Kyle Rees is sent back to protect Sarah Conner, the mother of John Connor, the savior of mankind some 20+ years later http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_TerminatorThe story is a work of fiction inspired by the films. No one was hurt during the writing of this story....
She had long ago given up her name. Of course, the vanilla world insisted on her using it still, but at times like this she was 440-424-135. A machine somewhere on the Internet assigned that number to her at her request. It was who she was now to the extent that it mattered. She lived with her Master. He too had a name in the world, but using it herself would imply that she was an equal to him rather than his possession. She called him Master when they were with each other, and he called her...
BDSMThis is my second story here at FM, and my first written in first-person perspective, so feel free to leave some constructive criticism. Thanks for reading! The MILF Machine By Dr. Beaubourg Hey, how's it going? My name's Martin Campbell, although my friends call me Marty. Some people call me Mrs. Campbell. If I like them, I let them call me Helen. This is the story of how I came into the possession of the magnificent MILF machine, and how it changed my life. Stick around...
I watched the code as it flickered and flowed and finally moved with it. It was almost simple to move around the security and into the system. I moved to one side to watch the data flow with the constant guard and security programs streaming past. I dove into the stream and headed to a hub to retrieve the location of the files I wanted. I moved away and deeper into the flow and kept going until I reached an interface. I gathered the data I had come for and slipped away. I sat back as I reached...
It was close to midnight when I walked out of the business centre, having caught up on my emails. I was flustered. My business suit felt overly restrictive and my bra way too tight. I unbuttoned the top two buttons of my blouse in an attempt to cool myself down.My hormones were on fire. That last email from David was totally unexpected. It seemed so real. I wondered if it was a real experience or just a fantasy. Either way, it had me aroused and dangerously horny.As I was waiting for the lift...
Toys“Be serious” Laura said with a shy smile to her best friend Tally. Laura and Tally were sat in a coffee shop as they normally did on their dinner break chatting. Tally had been Laura best friend since they were at school; here they were still best friends at the age of 33, even working in the same office building. What they were chatting about was a present that Laura had been given for her last birthday by another friend. “I am serious Lau you should try it” Tally smiled as she tried...
Warning, this historical fantasy contains references to fucking and fucking machines and contains four letter words and any resemblance of any characters to any person living or deceased is entirely unintentional.In addition it contains folk getting strapped down with leather straps and there's Snuff, Prostitutes and steam valves, and the Dowager lady McNeedle and Mini Carr getting machine fucked, and eccentrics and split pins and the horrific though slightly comical bloody death of one of the...
Up Skirt Photo Machine I could not believe the success of my “Up Skirt Photo Machine.” I rolled it up next to the entrance to the shopping mall and stood back. At first the girls seemed leery of it. They read my sign and giggled. Then all of a sudden there were ten girls lined up to use it. My sign read, “Please stand on the marks, look at this sign, and then press the button with your thumb. Thank you for your cooperation.” They lined up like cattle to the slaughter. They...
The box sat in the middle of the living room floor where the express service delivery man had left it. It had no markings on it other than a standard shipping label with Claire's address and a generic looking return address in Iowa. Claire knew what it was, though. She was expecting it. She knew it would arrive today and called in sick to work to sign for it. Ordinarily, she loved getting stuff in the mail, tearing the boxes apart to get her hands on a new pair of shoes or what not. But this...
SpankingI had the opportunity to try a fucking machine a while ago and ever since then have been addicted to watching videos of fucking machines. If you have hot videos of women being fucked by machines (especially if they are bound) please send them to me. Makes me so damn hot to watch other women being fucked by machines. Recently I had the opportunity to enjoy a fucking machine in person once again. What a night! So many leg shaking, mind blowing orgasms. I was invited to a dinner party. There were...
Hi Bandhura kemon achho? Onek din kono golpo lekha hoi ni. Tomra Amar Golpo “Simitar Shave Kora Gu” Asha kori tomra porechho. Aaj ami Simita K niea aar akta golpo likhte jachhi. Asha kori tomader bhalo lagbe. Simita Sei golper seshe to USA chole gieachhilo or Hubby ar kachhe 2 years hoea gachhe. Aar modhey oor sathe majhe majhe Fb te chat hoto. 2 years ar modhey ami Hyderabad chhere Mumbai chole alam. Okhane akta company tea mi job korchhi. Akdin Hathat chat hote hote o amake bollo ami Indiai...
Daniel awoke in total confusion, he couldn’t remember falling asleep or where he was or what he was doing before he woke up. His eyes were heavy and he felt so weak that he could barely even lift his eyelids, he couldn’t lift or move anything actually. He felt the cool air around him, he was obviously in an air conditioned room. For a second Daniel thought that he had been in an accident and that he was waking up in a hospital but then he smelled something. The perfume scent that had just made...
I have always been interested in stories about the past and decided to create a medium, which anyone could contribute. This took much thinking on my part, but I am fairly happy with the results. I have created a story in which my character is transported back into time by means of his own invention, however he doesn't actually land in the time, instead he must occupy a "host" body to be able to stay there. His own invention is used against him to get him out of the way so others...
We had posted an open invited to Sharon’s training on the machine, we had just bought for her, and needed extra help. Twenty responders had been selected, and invited round.the machine consisted of a frame of scaffolding poles with a phallic poll to impales Sharon on which could be move to varying degrees so she could be horizontal or vertical while always having the insertion poll inside her cunt. A head restraint kept her in place and always lined up with the insertion pole. I dressed Sharon...
My fingers shook as I unwrapped the package. Finally. My own Duelling Machine. Actually, I mused as I skimmed the instruction manual, “Duelling Machine” is a misnomer, it should be called a Dream Machine but the wrong name stuck. Unlike Bova’s conception which was brought to life in the DM-90 model and allowed two people to share a dream as a virtual battle, the more advanced DM-92 allows the sharing of a dream without violence and this one, the DM-100, allows one or more people to control a...
This is a true Story we both have experienced. Traudl had published half a year before her death here at xhamster in German. (Öffentlich an der Melkmaschine angeschlossen) For over a decade, we will visit to dance a bar on the outskirts of Vienna. Every April happens there for the regulars a fetish party (PVC, rubber leather). Admission there on evenings only for couples. High-lights are the performances of the female part of the couple. The man is in advance of the management his plans with...
This is a true Story we both have experienced. Traudl had published half a year before her death here at xhamster in German. (Öffentlich an der Melkmaschine angeschlossen)For over a decade, we will visit to dance a bar on the outskirts of Vienna. Every April happens there for the regulars a fetish party (PVC, rubber leather). Admission there on evenings only for couples. High-lights are the performances of the female part of the couple. The man is in advance of the management his plans with...
The Vending Machine "I promise you, Rachel can come out tonight!" said Veronica as she made the short walk from their hotel to the beach. "But tonight is our last night. We head home tomorrow and I was hoping to let her out sooner," her husband, Mark exclaimed. Mark and his wife Veronica had spent a week on the south coast of Spain and were heading to the beach to soak up some rays. In order to find a great place to sunbathe, they had set out early, straight after breakfast....
If you didn’t know, I’m A retired engineer. I worked in the aerospace industry Primarily working with jet engines, so it wasn't a surprise when a friend of mine called me to ask me if I would be interested in looking at a design he had.Don came over to the house that evening. After getting him a beer, we sat at the kitchen table where he pulled out all of his drawings and notes. It turns out that the machine he designed was a fucking machine.Now you see these all the time, but back then they...
Wife LoversWith a side business of building BDSM gear, Guy was making a nice little side income. His most popular item was a Sperm Sponge harness: a rather complicated item of straps, rings, and buckles that the slave wore on her head with a cock-ring pressed tightly to her mouth, and another collection of straps, rings, and buckles that he Dominant wore on his hips with that same cock-ring pressed tightly to his crotch at the base of his cock. With such a garment, a man could wear a woman's head with...
My balls were still drained but I knew she was up for anything that could please her. We still had time so she wanted more. I was beginning to wonder about my ‘not sharing toys’ stance, a pinch hitter might be nice right about now. Well, if not flesh and blood, I had a fair number of toys downstairs in the play room, so we went back down. She could not see but for some of the items touch was enough. She recognized my Magic Wand and a few of the other vibes. Then she found the fucking machines...
Mike sat back as he pushed the financial report to the middle of the desk. He smiled as the profits were on a record pace and he looked at the screen. His club was almost full and he recognized his usual patrons as he moved from screen to screen. The warm mouths on his cock made him look down and his smile widened. The identical waitresses looked up at him as their pierced tongues rolled across the head of his lipstick covered cock as their lips brushed together enclosing the hard shaft....
The Lean Mean Fucking Machine By Debra The position he was finally put into was impossible. He knew it could never be achieved. His mind told him it could never happen. But he was there anyway. Bent into this horrible, painful, degrading and very vulnerable position. Totally helpless and totally exposed. Unable to avoid in any way whatever she had planned for him. He had arrived as ordered with a totally smooth, hairless body. An enema before he arrived insured he was clean...
I kind of expected what we saw, but whenever I do, it never fails to excite me. They were both sitting on the couch. They both wore nothing but thigh-high stockings and high heels. They both had their legs spread with Terry's right leg over Mary's left. They had a hand in each other's pussy.“Mary tells me that she didn’t have a chance to finish my husband off. Well, she’s going to do that right now, and Don and I are going to watch. After that, I’m going to play with Don’s cock.”I stepped up to...
Wife LoversMilly had invited me around to her house for the weekend. Well, it wasn’t her house; she was house sitting for a family friend or something or another. It was a pretty sweet deal, she got this amazing house all to herself for the entire weekend, plus, she was getting paid for doing it. We had known each other for most of our teenage years, her family had moved to town from New Zealand, so Milly had a sexy New Zealand accent, growing up right next door to each other that’s what happens and we...
Note:I realize this story is based off of "The Princess Bride" torture scene. I've always had this fantasy and needed to put it in print. I claim no copyright of "The Princess Bride" dialogue, setting, or other aspects. This is simply for entertainment.?Also, I am always looking for stories like this, if you are an author and would like to write a similar one/continuation, please do so! I would love some help getting this concept in print more, and maybe one day in an actual porno (minus the...
With the prospect of finding a real time travel machine close at hand, we discussed what we would do with the machine. I told them what I knew about Brantwell's travels, how I thought the machine worked, and where we could go. Different motives for traveling surfaced immediately. Andrea and Sue wanted to go in hopes of finding out more about who killed Lucy. Bert and Ernie were interested because time travel sounded more interesting than their routine lives. I was all for going to the...
Before my daughter Christina got married as a bit of fun she sometimes hosted parties for a well known sex lingerie/toys firm and her close friends would attend and usually buy something to enhance their sex lives and the small amount of commission Chris got from sales helped a single girl sharing a rented house with three other career women. At one such party the firm had recently introduced a range of “fucking” machines, rather expensive items at 200-1,000 pounds not including various...
Chapter 1The black corrugated soles of my boots let out a distinct screech as I gave ground to my friends insistent pulling. My resistance cause the knee high – high heel boots to leave black scuffs on the, formerly clean, white tiles. Still my friends continued to drag me along. Jake and Eric held me firmly by my slender wrists and would not take no for an answer. Their continued pulling had caused my black and purple fingerless gloves to bunch up around my wrists. ?Quit it guys! I said...
Something went terribly wrong in Metropolis. At least it did for six of its citizens. And Lex Luthor was one of them. His plan was simple. He wasn’t even TRYING to destroy Superman this time. He was just feeling a little bored and thought he would use a recently invented machine created by S.T.A.R. Labs---a machine funded through his company LexCorp---to cause some minor trouble for the Man of Steel’s marriage to the Daily Planet’s star-reporter Lois Lane. But when the trap was set for Superman...
The Deneril had forged the Ancient Machine countless millennia ago. For what purpose, no one knew, but even after those ancient gods left the Machine it continued with whatever task they had left for it. Continents would be moved, civilizations raised up, only to be destroyed. The Machine was constantly making changes to its surface. And those who lived upon the Machine grew to live with the changes. Cities would be built so that the shifting of the plates would not split defenses. Farms would...
FantasyThe final act before the evening was scheduled to end was for each woman to receive over 22 combined inches in both her now well lubricated cunts and rear ends. Up until now, neither woman had been fucked in the ass. However, the double penetration that each woman eventually received, despite their pleas of mercy at the pain and pleasure their completely exhausted bodies were now being forced to endure, caused each of them to finally pass out as their asses and other orifices were slowly...
Ginger was rather curious to look into the Professor's hut, now that she knew there was a sexual device inside. She had been in the Professor's hut several times, sometimes only wearing a towel, but she had never noticed anything. How small could he make the thing anyway? The Professor entered his hut going straight to his lab bench. He flipped it over to reveal what looked like a standard examining table complete with stirrups and very naughty looking wrist restraints. "Professor, I...
Writer's Note: Based on a story I once wrote on Cyoc, and thought I'd at least bring a version to Chyoa for my first story here. Something looked out onto the world. So much life, and said life had a very intriguing way of reproduction. Involving their special DNA and how their sex and survival of the fittest made them incredibly adaptable... The only issue was how weird some of the animals were. They for sure were hardwired for sex, and often would attempt at least self-gratification towards...
Part 1. "Mr Stephenson is here sir" Arthur Cleghorn was a self made man, a man of vision, a modern man, a man prepared to embrace modern technology to its fullest degree. "Send him up Perkins" Arthur replaced the speaking tube on its whistle and paced up and down the Oak panelled reading room in the west wing of his as yet unfinished brand new mansion. "Mr Stephenson, Sir." "Ah Stephenson, good of you to come so quick, now this is ah delicate, a slight...
The Machine My mother was really gonna do it. She was going to put the Machine on my head. And I was just sitting there. Why wasn't I fighting this? I should have been swearing, kicking, threatening to run away. I mean, I was a boy, and boys aren't supposed to use the Machine. But I just sat there. They took me to the chair, and put the Machine on my head. I trembled, and closed my eyes. Finally the Machine was done, and my mother lead me over to the mirror. And...
Humor"Mr Stephenson is here sir"Arthur Cleghorn was a self made man, a man of vision, a modern man, a man prepared to embrace modern technology to its fullest degree."Send him up Perkins"Arthur replaced the speaking tube on its whistle and paced up and down the Oak panelled reading room in the west wing of his as yet unfinished brand new mansion."Mr Stephenson, Sir.""Ah Stephenson, good of you to come so quick, now this is ah delicate, a slight accident, mishap.""Begging pardon sir I'm buggered if...
Emilia leaned on the railing surrounding the Ghost Machine, tucked away in one of her many rooms at the King estate, watching as her staff put the finishing touches on their restoration project. The machine was polished to a mirror finish, the brass and steel gears and cogs stretching upwards to affix to the high-vaulted ceiling. The dome occupied the center of the room, hanging like an upside-down umbrella, only a few feet off the ground. While the railing was installed for spectators, it...
Again. The subtle beeps grow louder and more frequent, until they have transfigured themselves into a blaring klaxon, now accompanied by the harsh, blue flash of the alarm that tells me I am needed. The utterly shameless display case that is the lid to my chamber now opens, just as slowly and dramatically as ever. It's not as frosty as often it is, so I know I must have really slept in.Some mornings I wonder what it would be like if anybody besides me was ever in here. They'd see my naked...
MedicalBACKSTORY: The year is 2068. Biological weapons of modern times have been designed with the specific purpose of causing mass sterilization among human males. Although none of these weapons has been detonated, the threat is very, very real, and a plan for contingency is imperative. Not wanting to take any chances, the government has contracted with a roboticist specializing in reproductive efficiency named Emily Simms to create methods of maximizing ejaculatory productivity in human...
The sky was spitting rain as Mitch ascended the half flight of stairs that led to the door of his apartment. As he fished his keys out of his pocket, he mused to himself about the drabness of his life. What did he really do with himself? he got up every morning, went to work, did his eight, came home, went to bed, and started the whole thing over again the next day. Maybe he’d go out to eat on occasion, but that was the extent of things. He considered it a great night if it happened to be a...
Author's Note: Feel free to create your own fantasies with whomever you wish. Please do not continue someone else's specific stories. However, you may start a story with the same character(s) someone else already has a story for. The POV (you) can be male or female. The default POV in the intro is male, but the machine can change that. You don't have to follow this, but I am categorizing my stories into two sections. They are: Virtual sex simulator - basic set-up but no story Sex scene - a...
IntroductionThis story follows on directly from Episode 103: A Day at the Races, so if you haven’t read it recently, I humbly request that you do, Mistress.GillianAn email arrived the day after the racing orgy, featuring Mistress Anna and slut suzy, stating that Gillian would be delivering a special package this afternoon, together with a set of very compromising photographs of Daddy and several jockeys jacking off over his pretty daughter.Looking out the front window suzy first spotted...
While searching last month for some old photographs in a cupboard I came across a TENS machine that I had bought a couple of years ago on the recommendation of a friend. At that time I was getting some really bad lower back muscle pain and he suggested that a TENS unit would help relieve the pain. A TENS unit is basically an electric shock machine which you attach to the body with two sticky pads on wires. The machine has a selection of patterns of current and different intensities and to get...
Dr James Madison has done it. He has succeeded in creating a time machine. His machine allows a person's mind to be transported back into the past into a body of a person in that era. For as long as he could remember, James wanted Anna. Anna Wilson was his neighbor, She had a petit body, was 5'5, had long blonde hair, smallish sized breasts and very slim. The problem was her wild lifestyle got the best of her. All the years of alcohol, cigarettes and wild sex had its impact on her body....
The Machine Arthur was walking down the beach feeling down on himself. A few days ago he had caught his girlfriend, Lydia, sleeping with his boss, John Stevens, in his very own bed no less. It was betrayal to the nth degree. His anger had clouded his judgment and he found himself pounding away at John's face. Lydia screamed at him to stop, but he just ignored her. By the time he was done, John's nose was broken in fifteen places and the entirety of his face was covered in blood. His...
This story goes back over thirty years to my days when i openly cross dressed and would go out in public because i thought i was passable. I was reading the local news paper and came across an obituary for a man named Theodor Johnson nick named mighty mouse now i knew this person by first name only as Ted and he is the same man i write about today. It was the mid !990's I was single and very sexually active. I loved to cross dress and walk about outside i was indeed passable as a women. I would...
Neil Ferguson looked at his colleague, his brow furrowed. "Did you say time machine?" Mary Valentine let out a little chuckle. "Yes, that's exactly what I said." "You mean a...a machine that can...can..." He sputtered but was unable to complete the thought. She did it for him. "Yes, precisely. A machine that can move you through time. You know, as in H.G. Wells?" Neil shook his head, his face scrunched in a show of disbelief. "But that's just ridiculous. I mean, we all know that traveling into...
This story contains no sex. None at all. That said, I hope you enjoy it. * It was the first full day of summer vacation. School had ended at noon the day before. I was just finishing my Cheerios when Jimmy knocked on the back door. My mom let him in and he sat down across from me at the table. He looked very excited. ‘Dave, the pool is open.’ ‘I know, Jimmy. Want to go swimming?’ ‘We got a new lifeguard this year.’ I nodded as I crunched. That wasn’t big news. Jimmy continued, ‘He’s a...
The Sex MachineThe sex had been good but you were getting tired of the same old routine with John, His technique was very considerate and he always made you come before fucking you, But you had the urge for a bit of a change, You had talked about it together several times, but nothing had ever come of it.The chatroom held the answer, you had noticed a few weeks ago an ad for “the fuck room; we cum to you” Tonight it was going to happen, you had set up the video camera in the front room so that...
Slut Machine Brielle Norton was a class 'A' slut. We called her the school's 'Slut Machine' and she was because not only did she fuck a lot of boys, she generated all the other sluts in the school too. All the other girls were jealous of her, that was clear. And which wouldn't? Brielle had the curviest shaped body I had ever seen, with creamy, round tits forever on show, her legs were long and tanned while her wavy blonde hair framed her gorgeous face. My best friend Daniel had fucked her,...
Straight Sex'I think we are here', my husband said, trying to catch his breath. The long flight of stairs to the top were indeed daunting, but now we stood in front of a shabby looking door, at journeys end, for this part at least.We had travelled here with the sole purpose of purchasing 'Ultimate Saddle Thrusting Sex Machine', the owner claiming it was as new, never used, and having vied it on-line, called him, and agreed a price of £85.00, less than halve.I told my husband I thought he sounded oldish,...
I have to admit it. I did it all to myself and now I do not know if I can reverse anything. But then again, I have never had as much fun as I am having now. It all started when I had finally completed the work upon my very own Wish Granting Machine. I had read all of those stories about Magic Lamps and I knew that I could build my own without any limit upon my wishing. Gathering together old transporter and star-drive components, I knew that I could create a device that could create...
Earlier in our relationship I trimmed her pubic hair right back, but she insisted on growing it back, ‘because she liked it’ and I must admit an excess area of trimmed blond pubic hair is a turn on for me, especially the way she flaunts it as foreplay. “But we haven’t had a second man for four weeks now baby. You know I like to be pleasured by two men at the same time once a month. Can you organise something for next Saturday afternoon? Or should I organise? “Another man watching right now...
Milking my Wife Angelique’s big tit’s... I put her big tit’s on a real dairy cow milking machine and milked her dumb ass bone dry....... My dumb ass wife Angelique always tried to please me from the very first day we met no matter what it was in everyway she could, to show me how much she “so called” really loved and wanted to stay with me. Hell she’d do anything I tell her stupid ass to do, no matter how damn wild it was. I told her the first day we got together how much I liked wild and very...
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