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Nineteen-year-old Lis is taken by her manager to what is supposed to be a harmless beach photoshoot, which she won in a competition at a shopping centre. A modelling contract is on the cards. She is supposed to pose in a red bikini, but the photographer and the manager trick her. It is only later that she realises she has been duped.

Später würden sie aus Spandau und Köpenick behaupten, es wäre nie passiert. In Wahrheit starrten Hunderte auf Sandy: auf den festen Apfel-Po mit dem schwarzen Tribal ganz unten im Rücken, dieses billige Dorfschlampe-Tattoo, das zu ihr zu passen schien, obwohl sie es nie so gemeint hatte. Auf die glattrasierte, eher nach innen liegende Möse, klein und geschlossen, nur einen Hauch geöffnet, mit einer schmalen Landebahn darüber. Auf die schweren Brüste, die dunklen, aufgesetzten Vorhöfe und die langen, dicken Nippel, die selbst im grellen Festlicht durch nichts zu verbergen waren. Sandy lächelte, als wäre das alles harmlos. Sie wusste nicht, dass man sie benutzte. Und Silke stand daneben und genoß jeden Blick, als gehöre ihr dieser Körper mit Recht. Denn Silke hatte das alles gewollt. Silke, die freundliche Nachbarin mit dem zu hellen Lachen, die Schatzmeisterin mit den leeren Büchern und dem vollen Hunger nach Kontrolle. Sie hasste es, dass Sandra gemocht wurde. Sie hasste die Rivalität mit Köpenick, dass diese Frau mit dem Callcenter-Leben so unschuldig wirken konnte, während Silke selbst schon längst im Dreck stand. Also baute sie eine Falle: Geschenke, Kameras, Hörspiele, Wein, ein Hypnotiseur namens Herr D. und am Ende ein Ortsfest, auf dem Sandy Arsch, Möse und Titten für Hunderte zur Schau stellen würde — weil Silke es so wollte. So fing es an.

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You’ve just moved into a new place and everything feels unfamiliar. The only familiar face is the girl who lives next door — soft-spoken, a little shy, and built in a way that keeps catching your eye no matter how hard you try not to look. She waves. She smiles. She lingers just a second longer than necessary. At first it feels like simple neighbourly kindness. The longer you live here, though, the harder it becomes to tell where friendliness ends and something else begins.

Branching story of different scenarios in a bondage shop

The survivor of a pirate attack finds the lost planet.

Corrupt and control women as they struggle to fight off the voice in their head (you) that keeps driving them towards sluttier, sexier and degrading situations. Build up their corruption points to make biggger and badder corruptions possible.

A book that has the power to change reality appears in the world. Which world? Whichever: this world or one from an existing fiction.

Wilkes Tempest is a bastard. By both definition and behavior, attempting to find meaning with his life in the world of Abernoth. At the tender age of nineteen he sets sail to find friends, adventure, and love. Will he be able to make a name for himself, or just be another lootable skeleton in a dungeon? Only one way to find out.

You have a chance to pursue your employee you've been lusting after.

A love letter to one of my favourite stories on this site "Fall of the Queen" with my own approach to it. Read of a half-elf princess, with everything to lose and nothing to gain, embracing her true nature as a whore, whether by her own hand or those of others as they seek power and she seeks to fufill her urges.

Any female character, any universe, any story arc, they somehow end up naked, and have to find a way to get to safety or cover up before the media, their friends, fellow superheroes, villains, or any of their numerous fans finds them!

What it says on the tin. It's time for the Futas to be on the business end of humilation.

The Cave Toads have ended up in Warcraft. Surely our brave heroes of the Alliance and Horde can stop them before they begin breeding them!

It's the year 2200 and you are a 23 year old with a giant 15 inch BWC and have decided to take over the Galaxy and create a new empire

I create AI-generated anime art with a spicy, uncensored edge: elegant, alluring characters brought to life one piece at a time. I'm always pushing for a cleaner, sexier result, and I share the best of it here with you.

it's all in the bloody title for fucks sake

My wife and I have four kids, a cousin, a sister, a sister in law and her husband all staying under our roof. We have to juggle rooms, our jobs, and manage the raging hormones of not just our children, but most of our family.

Prick or teat

At long last, Princess Kael'thas Sunstrider sees a worthy partner in someone close to her - not anyone in Silvermoon, of course, nor Dalaran. No, every few decades, to maintain ancient, quiet ties, the kaldorei send a diplomatic party to visit the eastern continent. Leading this group is the High Priestess herself. Tyrande Whisperwind. Brash, and forward, and powerful. A worthy partner, finally. If only Kael'thas can escape confinement, she might at last find satisfaction in deserving arms.