My name is Katherine Nicks, a forty-one divorcee, living in South London. I was dreaming one night and moaning with pleasure as I turned in my sleep with the white bedsheets twisted around me. In the dream, a buxom beautiful redhead in a white lab coat crouched in between my spread out legs with her lips to my pussy and was sucking on my clitoris making me gasp out in pleasure. I laid back on a doctor's examining bed. I c...

Things never turn out the way you expect, or so the saying goes. The saying should be expanded. Sometimes, things turn out in ways you couldn’t possibly expect, and then become things that, prior to them turning out, you didn’t even know were the things you were supposed to be expecting… Does that make sense? When Y’Dryth and its vassal planets finally disappear in our proverbial rear-view mirror and we’re literally four...

A scalding rope of cum ejaculated forcefully from Stan’s tool. Stan’s hands convulsed as they grasped the length of his heavy jutting shaft.The growing beast inside him took more hold of him with every shock of pleasure, driving him to higher and higher heights of ecstasy and need. The lust, the desire, flooded his mind. It pushed away all concern for his changing body or how he had come to this point. His own deeply buri...

“No murr...noaurr...” Stan slurred between breaths as his thick tongue slurped the bottom of the canister greedily. He couldn't stop himself from trying to get every morsel still clinging to the inner rim. His stomach churned, he felt so full but, at the same time, still unsated. Every movement made his muscles burn. It felt like his body was converting the food to energy as fast as he could eat it, but not providing any...

They held each other for a long time, their bodies subtly swaying with the constant low rumble of the machines flying overhead. He felt her body's heat against his, her familiar form felt strange against his chest. Finally, Stan broke their embrace as he tried to lighten the mood.“Could use a towel, though,” Stan chuckled as he gestured to his elongated soapy face. His own laughter sounded and felt oddly nasal with his pu...

“Honey, you know you don't have to do this, we can find another way.” Emily’s arms wrapped around Stan’s slim figure, pulling him backwards as she leaned into him.“You know I do,” Stan said sadly as he looked into his wife's bright green eyes reflected in the bathroom mirror. The bottle of red pills the agency sent over, laid un-opened on the bathroom sink. His heartbeat like a drum in his chest. The safety seal unbroken....

Theo had been changing into the squirrel too much, he knew that now... as a pulse of heat raced through his body from his groin. He realized that he shouldn't have come to the office.He had been spending most of his days at the squirrel in his home deep in the countryside. Teleworking most of the time, as the squirrel he felt no need for clothes, his heavy furred balls resting between his thighs as his paws raced over the...