Chapters tagged floating

by Vestiphile

Chapter 5

"Do you have a name?" Denise asked. "Not in the sense you mean," The entity responded. "You may call me as you like though, darling. You are my summoner." Denise thought hard about the response and tried again. "You will give me your TRUE name," Denise commanded. The catsuit sl...

by Vestiphile

Chapter 8

Denise let Adam in first. She walked in herself, then held her arm up to the door. It closed and locked, and Denise moaned a little when the latex suit tweaked her nipples again in response. "Are you okay?" Adam said, responding to the little noise she made. Denise blushed a lit...

by Vestiphile

Chapter 14

You enjoyed breakfast as much as you could, knowing that not only your mother’s clothes were stalking about the halls, but your sister Sarah’s too. You wanted to show your mom appreciation for making breakfast, at least. It was really nice of her—even if it was a response to a ho...

by Balloonymous

Chapter 8

From your vantage point, you noticed the various objects atop the furniture levitate only to get stored somewhere, clearing the room of as many obstructions as possible. The sperm you gleefully donated was slowly dripping down on the other black latex gloves below, which began ex...

by Balloonymous

Chapter 9

You slowly awake from your deep slumber, feeling somewhat refreshed. You stretched and looked around to see the sunlight shining through your bedroom window. Yesterday’s activities are kind of a blur in your mind, you aren’t sure if it was all a dream or not. You stand up and of...

by Vestiphile

Chapter 9

"Denise, what on earth are you doing up there?" Dianne watched as the socks that had just dropped next to her puffed to life, filling out to the shape of Denise's feet. "Well, like I said, I don't actually have total control over them." Denise felt her jeans playing around with...

by Vestiphile

Chapter 6

Your own clothes were standing over you, and there were too many of them to run or overpower even if you weren't trapped in your coat. “Okay,” you say. “You caught me.” The coat wiggled a little, then hugged you before unzipping, letting you out on the bed. You clung to the book...