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Futanari Lockdown by Saiova
The government has passed a bill allowing the chastity of Futanari rapists. It is your job to turn them into productive members of society, one way or another. In this story, you take up the mantle of a Professional Keyholder with full power over multiple Futanari's ability to pop or pressurize their needs while they serve their time.
- 690 Likes
- 450,892 Views
- 14 Chapters Deep
- English
- Fetish
- 1st Person, Both
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The Life Plan Correction by Aphelion
In the near future opportunities have outstripped human resources as universal education uses AI to tailor itself to individual student needs, and identifies every nuance of citizens's talents and interests to help them find purpose in life that leaves them fulfilled, and lets them contribute to society. But not all humans are easily satisfied. Some never can be. Some people run through dozens of jobs they enjoy, never staying for long, and so never settle into a role and bring experience or efficiency to their work. Others go into massive debt, either living outside their historically ample means, or gambling it all away. Some just chafe under society's expectations, never applying themselves, failing in school or work despite every indication that they should do better. Those who cannot be satisfied, who risk it all or fail against the odds, are assigned a Life Plan. To correct their risky behavior their life is put into someone else's hands, given an editable plan to make them operate at their full potential. A minor surgery implants a behavior-modification chip that makes it so to them, these dropouts of society, their Life Plan becomes their guiding purpose. And therefore the holder of their Life Plan becomes their personal ruler. It is the only humane solution. Who could stand to watch their fellow human being end up in prison or starving on the street, deprived of purpose and of social value? *inspired by the hentai Dropout (image source), as well as the anime Kakegurui, and threads here like the Affection Multiplier. Contains themes of control, possession, abiding care, empathy/compassion for misfits, and primeval passion (and all the contrasts those themes imply).
- 1,851 Likes
- 180,019 Views
- 34 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 2nd Person, Both
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Paula's parenting by ProudXXX
About omnipotent woman who enjoys abusing her powers to instill order in both her household and her community, but mostly, her 6 pretend adult children
- 32 Likes
- 13,200 Views
- 6 Chapters Deep
- English
- Fetish
- 3rd Person, Female
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Wonder Woman: Inmate by Seahawker
In the year 2029, vigilante justice has been outlawed, rendering the actions of even the mightiest of superheroes/superheroines to be criminal.
- 92 Likes
- 45,758 Views
- 12 Chapters Deep
- English
- BDSM
- 3rd Person, Both
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San Clementine Police. by mally01
Chief Frost was a graduate of the San Clementine Police Academy and was at the top of her class. She had a great knowledge of police procedures and the laws of her town. She buried herself in her job and had risen through the ranks and now commanded the entire police department of San Clementine. This however came at a personal cost in the fact that at forty years old she was still single and had very little family left in her town. In fact, there was only her twin sister who lived across town and had fallen into the bad company over the past few years but Katherine refused to bail her out. Jillian her sister had also gone to the Academy but had dropped out on the day of graduation for reason's only known to herself. San Clementine was like most towns quiet during the nighttime apart from the criminals who went about their nefarious activities. During the day it was a busy bustling town with its main export being high tech and visionary products ranging from watches to adult toys. Crime was not rife but it was there if you looked long and hard enough. Katherine and her officers coped at a stretch but with a population of around twenty thousand, there was one police officer for every five hundred citizens. The most prevalent crime was burglary and auto theft but the problem was climbing along with prostitution. Little did Katherine know that her world was about to be turned upside down by someone near to her. She would find herself in situations she had deemed impossible. Would she survive or would she be drawn into the dark underside of organised crime? Could she outsmart the criminals and the corruption in her town or would she be a victim? Only time would tell if she would remain virtuous or become that she had sworn an oath to defeat.
- 122 Likes
- 49,937 Views
- 19 Chapters Deep
- English
- BDSM
- 1st Person, Female
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Preeti is a successful financier who takes a year out to travel the world with her husband. Tragedy strikes when Preeti is involved in a deadly car crash in rural Romania. Facing the prospect of rotting in prison, Preeti receives a visit from a mysterious man who offers her a second chance at a significant cost. But is it a cost Preeti is willing to pay? A story-driven linear tale. Branches only coming later in the story. New chapters dropping over the coming weeks.
- 49 Likes
- 12,362 Views
- 6 Chapters Deep
- English
- Cheating Spouses
- 1st Person, Female
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The ENF Chyoa Tournament by Milit
Ladies and gentleman, welcome to the first ever Humiliation Writting Chyoa Tournament. In this arena, 16 fictional contenders will fight to get the first place as the biggest Humiliation fetish writer.
- 444 Likes
- 70,317 Views
- 6 Chapters Deep
- English
- Exhibitionist & Voyeur
- 3rd Person, Both
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Paradise Island by augy6666
He becomes sexual object, in a sexual island prison
- 34 Likes
- 20,567 Views
- 4 Chapters Deep
- English
- Fan Fiction
- 3rd Person, Male
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Tolemac. Isabelle's Destiny. by mally01
On the edge of the vast sea, where the salty air kissed the earth, stood a solitary figure, her silhouette etched against the vibrant canvas of a setting sun. The sky above was a blend of fiery oranges and soft pinks, the waves below a gentle rhythm of whispers as they caressed the shore. This was Isabelle, her eyes cast downward, her hands stained with the rich soil of her island home. Her calloused hands piled the last shovelful of earth onto the fresh mound before her, each pat a solemn goodbye to the man she had called "Father." His name was Marcus, and though not of her blood, his love for her was as steadfast as the ancient oaks that lined the cemetery. He had raised her with care, filling her days with tales of a distant land called Tolemac, a place of grandeur and beauty, marred only by the shadow of its tumultuous past. "Isabelle," he had breathed in his final moments, "you are not of this land. Your true name is Isabelle, daughter of King Aldric and Queen Elara. You are the rightful heir to the throne of Tolemac." The revelation had hit her like a tempest, whipping through her mind, uprooting the very foundation of her identity. The man she had mourned as her father had been her protector, her guardian, her anchor in a world where she had known only the isolation of the island. The birthmark on her shoulder, a delicate crown of entwined roses, confirmed her lineage, a silent sentinel of truth hidden beneath her clothes. Her heart felt heavy, yet a spark of determination began to burn within her chest. The words of her dying guardian echoed in her ears, a clarion call to action. With a deep breath, she turned her gaze from the grave and out to the horizon. The distant land of Tolemac called to her, whispering of battles to be fought and a legacy to be reclaimed. Isabelle knew not the trials that lay ahead, the battles she would have to face, or the alliances she would need to forge. All she knew was that she could no longer ignore the destiny that had been thrust upon her. The island that had been her cradle now felt like a prison, its comforts a cage keeping her from her birthright. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the world in a warm embrace of twilight, she made a solemn vow. "I will return, Tolemac," she murmured to the wind. "I will set you free and claim what is mine." With that, she turned her back on the only life she had ever known, and took her first steps into the unknown, her heart beating a steady rhythm of purpose. The journey ahead was fraught with peril, but Isabelle was undeterred. For she knew that the crown of roses on her shoulder was not just a symbol of her heritage, but a promise of the future she was destined to shape.
- 11 Likes
- 1,052 Views
- 10 Chapters Deep
- English
- Fantasy
- 1st Person, Female
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My cellmate by Ssrd33
Francisco believes that everything is rosy and nothing bad happens around him.
- 9 Likes
- 3,798 Views
- 1 Chapters Deep
- English
- Cheating Spouses
- 1st Person, Both