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It was a sultry night at Shooters Bar and Grill. The neon sign buzzed and flickered, casting a lurid glow over the parking lot. Inside, the rock music thumped and the crowd swayed. And presiding over it all like a queen bee was Chastity, queen of the wild and untamed. At 54, Chastity was a knockout - a silver and black mane of hair, smoldering eyes, and a body that made men dribble and women green with envy. She owned Shooters, ran it with an iron fist...and fucked like a jackrabbit. Her divorce had unleashed something primal and insatiable - an all-consuming need for sex and debauchery. She strode through the bar, her clinging dress barely containing her curves, as she surveyed her domain. A gaggle of twenty-somethings caught her eye, preening and vamping. Chastity smirked. Kids. In a flash, she had one pinned to the wall, kissing him fiercely as the others looked on in shock. His friends bumped and ground against her, groping. She took them all right there - a reverse gangbang for the crowd's delight. When she was done, she tossed them aside, laughing. Later, she was on her knees under the bar, servicing a grizzled old biker, the kind of guy who made a Harley look like a bicycle. His rhino cock throbbed in her mouth as she deep throated him with gusto. He grabbed her hair and fucked her face, grunting like a pig. Cum splattered her face but she just licked it up. In the back office, Chastity went down on a pair of bi-curious twentysomethings - a blonde and a redhead - as they made out sloppily. Chastity ate them like a starving woman, tongue-fucking their holes, sucking their tits. They came like a dam breaking. Finally, she ended up in a threesome with two middle-aged couples - a sweaty, writhing tangle of arms and legs and erections. Someone was pounding her ass, someone else her pussy. A cock throttled her throat. She was a babbling, gurgling mess, eyes rolling back. The night ended with Chastity passed out, cum and lube dripping from every hole. The next night was more of the same - Chastity was insatiable. She fucked anything that moved - old, young, male, female, black, white, brown. Shooter's became a Bacchanalia. Her last coherent memory was climaxing on six cock like a human semen-dispensing pinata. Then...darkness. She awoke in a hospital room, spectacularly fucked-out. Her battered cunt felt like raw hamburger. The doctor informed her she had venereal warts, genital herpes, syphilis, and HIV. Chastity just shrugged. She'd had a good run. Smirking, she died of water poisoning from drinking the equivalent of two gallons of semen. They buried Chastity in her sexiest dress. At her funeral, the line of mourners snaking around the cemetery were all wearing condoms.

Far from home wasn't good for them who can't protect themselves. . .

Ist es eine Höllenmaschine oder ein Sextoy?

A deadly virus breaks out, removing all form of morality or sanity and leaving the infected as feral, lust-crazed maniacs. With the downfall of society and the erosion of established taboos, a few pockets of survivors try and survive the debauched, lusty apocalypse without losing their humanity.

A college boy is suddenly thrust into a mysterious world. He is given two abilities: mind control and time freezing, and must use these to navigate the multiverse. Any changes he makes, items he takes, or women he steals away, will all be ignored, with the universe of his choosing able to manipulate itself to accomadate the changes he makes. (All characters in this story aged up to 18+)

Wendy is a powerful sorceress and she has vowed that from New Year’s Day 2025-Christmas Day 2025 she will punish unworthy men.

The costume shop in the mall has had a long history of being different. Few people are able to find it and those who do are said to disappear without a trace.

Chastity has been raised alone by her mother almost all her life. She never knew the father that ran away, only the hole that left in their lives and the bitter strength it built up in her remaining parent. They became shut-aways, homeschooled in isolation from a world her mother viewed as 'filled with sin'. The girl grew up without ever really getting to know anyone else her own age. Without ever learning anything except what her Mom taught her. The lessons were harsh, at times... and her parent a stern and standoffish overlord of every aspect of her life. Yet, there was love there too. Chastity understood that everything law laid down was done so in the name of love and protection... and never missed any greater freedoms she had never firstly known. Things began to change as she grew older though... Her mother was looking further and further afield for some avenue worthy to direct their unwavering faith along. Every church they joined, every variant on righteousness... was dived headlong into and then duly discarded. Every one... until 'The church of the Faceless Father', a group whose very name seemed to speak to Chastity's life. Her mother threw herself into their devotion with customary zeal, attending prayer meetings and late-night masses. Yet, it was some surprise to the daughter to hear, a week before her eighteenth birthday, that they would both be moving in to the church's high-walled commune. It would seem that this now, was to be their new home. Embroiled within the teachings of the enigmatic 'Father' of the cult and it's many always-masked 'Brothers'.

"Who so ever breathes into this air tank will deflate into a wearable skin suit that any person may put on over their own skin. Once the air tank is full of the deflated one's air anyone may either breathe his or her air from the tank and assume their body shape, height, and voice, they may wear their skin and take their appearance, or they may do both and become a complete duplicate of the victim. HAH! Yea right, what is this? A prank on me by Konohamaru?? What kind of dummy would actually fall for a dumb joke like this?!" No sooner did he throw the note away did someone approach him from down the street. It was... (Note: "All characters in this story are at least 18 years old.")

Scrappy Doo with the power of the Daemon Ritus and hundreds of souls transforms into an all powerful beast. Based on the 2002 Scooby Doo movie.

I thought human are the worst, but guess they're more worst than human itself...

After Pokemon overthrown humans most humans accepted their new lives and new masters. However there is a growing resistance group named Team Rocket that wouldn't stand by. They kidnap Pokemons using new and improved Pokeballs to use them to restore the old world, with humans on top. Version 2 of this story.

After being accused of stealing someone else's idea you end up being cursed for it. From now on, any idea you express will be immediately stolen by those who hear it and they wont ever know that it came from you in the first place. However, you might realize that it's not much of a curse if they do so no matter how weird your idea is in the first place...

Kelly Moran, a 23 year old single man living alone in a smaller than some city struggling with sexual frustration, finds relief in his wandering mind stretching the boundaries.

Wanda White and Brandy Brown are housemates that live in a large city called Modsfort. They're also both hot midgets, huge boobs and thick asses. (cover picture is owned and drawn by jklind)

Another Emma Watson story

While trying to take down a Porn Queen Nancy and Syd become part of her business and even end up making porn movies and despite this nancy still tries to stop her especially as Carlene plans to include Nancy's step-daughter, Izzy. The Porn videos they watch overwhelm their normal senses as they try to do their job. But they question? What job? Their job as a cop or as a Pornstar? Nancy loves fucking especially as Patrick hadn't been around lately. To pleasure her how she really needs to be pleasured.

Pradyut, a young man, is drawn to his neighbor, an older woman. Their relationship evolves as they share intimate conversations. Pradyut's desire intensifies, leading him to install a hidden camera in her bathroom. As their connection grows, they embark on a secret affair, their passion captured on…

Gangster des Zuhälters, Mädchenhändlers und Dealers Manuel Vasges erhoffen sich eine saftige Belohnung

Imagine having access to a remote that has access to any aspect of their body you wish to alter, any think you wish to see is no longer limited to your imagination... Think of the Possibilities, a simple remote with three buttons one in the center and two which look like volumes, Click through the body altercations on its screen til you come across the one you wish to manipulate