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Return to Roxanne

2017-03-03T05:26:44Z

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As you arrive back at the roadside, you immediately notice that Roxanne has been busy; the lizardman corpses, previously exactly where you'd left them, have been dragged into some semblance of order - most of them, at least. Some of the heftier brutes have been left where they fell, no doubt too bulky for the priestess to shift alone, but the majority have been arranged uniformly at the far side of the road with their arms crossed over their chests.

The priestess herself kneels before them, still deep in prayer and oblivious to your presence. As you approach you can make out the signs of her recent toil; a thin sheen of sweat adorns her forehead, along with the few stray locks of auburn hair that have managed to slip out from beneath her habit.

You don't announce yourself, instead allowing the clink of your armour to indicate your approach before finally arriving at her side. You clear your throat when she doesn't look up, finally prompting her to meet your eyes - and in that moment you spy a glimmer of adoration and relief within hers.

"Ser Maxwell!" she exclaims as if you hadn't seen eachother in years, rising swiftly to her feet and haphazardly dusting off the front of her gown before throwing her arms around your armoured form in jubilation, "You've returned! I had worried that more of these fiends might lurk in the woods nearby - it gladdens me to see you safe." Before speaking her next words, you notice a subtle quivering of her lip and darkening of her expression; "I-Indeed, I shudder to think what would have befallen me in your absence..."

The presence of your helmet ensures that the girl cannot make out your eyes as she speaks - a fact you are very glad of, as this allows you to take in the sight of her without reservation. You continue to notice all the things your eyes can't seem to avoid; her plush, rosy lips. The tops of her oversized mounds, beaded with sweat and flattened against your chestplate so snugly that her cleavage is on abundant display despite the modest dip of her gown's collar.

...But, more importantly, you notice her growing need of you and the latent uncertainty in her eyes. You realize that you have fulfilled your role as her holy champion such that she believes in you implicitly, and indeed, has come to define the strength of her faith by your presence in her life. Being in such a position opens you up to many potential opportunities... Though you have not considered them for long before her sweet voice interrupts your thoughts.

"I would have you accompany me just a little further if it please you, Ser Maxwell - my father's farmstead lies just beyond the next bend." she says, stirring from her reverie and breaking off your embrace to gesture down the road, "We will surely find comfort there - and ample opportunity for me to repay you for for all your kind deeds."

The girl gazes up at you enthusiastically, no doubt anticipating a prompt reply in the affirmative... But the impulse to make some demand of her for your obedience thus far is overwhelming. Will you remain steadfast in your loyalty and accompany her without question? Or will you give in to your dark desires and bargain for a lewd and immediate reward?

[[Accompany her to her father's farmstead without delay!| Move on to the farmstead]]

[[Demand that she address your carnal needs before you agree move on]]

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Agree to her terms and demand that she prove her obedience

2017-02-16T18:58:48Z

Etcetera: Created page with '"Very well." you eventually state, crossing your arms in preparation for the spectacle that is sure to follow, "If you're truly mine, you will undress - and you may leave your cl…'

"Very well." you eventually state, crossing your arms in preparation for the spectacle that is sure to follow, "If you're truly mine, you will undress - and you may leave your clothes behind, as you shall remain without them in my company."

"WHAT...?" squeaks Roxanne, shielding her sumptuous gown-clad form with both arms as her eyes begin to glitter with fresh tears, "B-But I'll be helpless... Manhandled in the streets...! S-Strangers will ravish me without a second thought...!"

"And you are mine to give, freely... To any creature I so desire. Now... I believe I gave you a command?" you remind her, prompting a fresh wave of sobs and an eventual hiccough from the quivering priestess as she obediently reaches up to remove her habit. A fountain of rich, amber-coloured hair spills out from underneath, settling down to the small of her back as she reluctantly allows her habit to fall to the ground.

"Y-You're all the same..." she murmurs tearfully, her shaking hands settling on her gown before proceeding to tentatively tug it upward along the curves of her slender but well-endowed form, "The abbot... M-my father... T-Touching me... Using me..." Her amber hair tumbles across one wide, brown eye as she lifts her gown to reveal her virgin pussy, "...I suppose you'll be the one to finally r-ruin me..."

A wave of uninterrupted sobbing follows as the girl continues to put her most sensitive parts on display, her flat belly giving way to the bottoms of her gravid, jiggling F-cups as she continues to lift her gown with agonizing hesitation... But soon enough even her cute, rosy areolae are bared to you, her tits retaining an almost gravity-defying level of perk as her nipples harden under your lewd gaze.

"So, w-what now?" she mumbles throatily, finally casting her gown aside and leaving her nubile form bared to you, "Is this where you r-rape me in the road? Or do you simply intend to parade my s-sinful body before everyone in the kingdom...?"

[[Degrade her and force her to commit blasphemy against her religion]]

[[Take her there, in the road]]

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Swing the priestess up over your shoulder and head off down the road to offer her to the brigands in trade.

2017-01-27T03:15:07Z

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Despite the girl's earnest attempts to enlist your help, the mercenary in you reasons that she may be of some value to the brigands she'd mentioned... And delivering her to them may just put you on the road to wealth and influence in this new, unusual land.

"Just up the road, you say?" you reply, and she has scarcely finished nodding in confirmation before you've tossed the girl up over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes! She shrieks in surprise as she's so unceremoniously hefted from her feet, which kick at you so rapidly, (though ineffectually) that her soft, simple shoes flutter to the ground as you begin to carry her off down the road.

"What are you doing...? Where are you taking me?!" she squeaks, already fighting back sobs as she continues to wriggle and kick at your chestplate with her bare feet, "S-surely you don't intend to surrender me to... Them...?" The fight seems to drain out of her as the horror of her situation sets in, and for a moment all you can hear is her crying and desperate, breathless gasps.

"And why not? I am sure they'll compensate me well." you reply coldly, grateful that you'd bought yourself even a moment of peace from her struggling. However, upon hearing your reply she becomes positively distraught; she begins to tremble and hyperventilate, and you can scarcely make out a single word through the sound of her sobbing - eventually, however, she gains enough composure to beg for her freedom properly.

"...I-I'll do anything..." she croaks, her small hands proceeding to glide tentatively over your armour in a way that is clearly meant to be sensual, "Keep me as your own, s-sir knight... And I will be yours entirely, I swear...!" This catches your attention. "Please... Have mercy... They will surely r-rape me to death...!" she gasps fearfully, her plea soon giving way to fresh sobs.

You pause in the middle of the road, intrigued. You are more certain than ever that the brigands would reward you well for this girl - however, if the young priestess truly plans to indenture herself to you for her "freedom", the favours you could demand of her would certainly justify her worth to you many times over...

[[Deliver her to the brigands anyway]]

[[Agree to her terms and demand that she prove her obedience]]

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Do as you said and remove the vixen's restraints before returning to Roxanne

2017-01-26T23:58:21Z

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A true man of valour, you put these base thoughts from your mind and stoop to the unconscious vixen's side - not to harass her, but simply to loosen and remove the bonds that hold her wrists and ankles together.

Even the unbinding of her limbs doesn't wake her. In light of this you take the opportunity to shift her a small way from the river's edge, eventually managing to prop her up against the base of a nearby tree so that she might be somewhat obscured from passing creatures.

Finally satisfied, you rise to your feet once again and cast a final glance at the vulnerable vixen before turning your back. Helpless she may remain, but you could scarcely have done more for her short of scrubbing off the reptile blood yourself.

As you're leaving the forest, your mind returns to thought of Roxanne. You have served her faithfully thus far, and with good reason - something about the young priestess utterly beguiles you, and you find yourself compelled to help her.

Visions of her smiling face and lithe, (though abormally lewd) body occupy your daydreams as you step back up to the road where you'd left her, and it takes all your moral fibre and self-control to avoid envisioning the many ways in which she would likely repay you for your service...

[[Return to Roxanne]]

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Do as you said and remove the vixen's restraints before returning to Roxanne

2017-01-26T23:58:08Z

Etcetera: Created page with 'A true man of valour, you put these base thoughts from your mind and stoop to the unconscious vixen's side - not to harass her, but simply to loosen and remove the bonds that hol…'

A true man of valour, you put these base thoughts from your mind and stoop to the unconscious vixen's side - not to harass her, but simply to loosen and remove the bonds that hold her wrists and ankles together.

Even the unbinding of her limbs doesn't wake her. In light of this you take the opportunity to shift her a small way from the river's edge, eventually managing to prop her up against the base of a nearby tree so that she might be somewhat obscured from passing creatures.

Finally satisfied, you rise to your feet once again and cast a final glance at the vulnerable vixen before turning your back. Helpless she may remain, but you could scarcely have done more for her short of scrubbing off the reptile blood yourself.

As you're leaving the forest, your mind returns to thought of Roxanne. You have served her faithfully thus far, and with good reason - something about the young priestess utterly beguiles you, and you find yourself compelled to help her.

Visions of her smiling face and lithe, (though abormally lewd) body occupy your daydreams as you step back up to the road where you'd left her, and it takes all your moral fibre and self-control to avoid envisioning the many ways in which she would likely repay you for her service...

[[Return to Roxanne]]

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Turn the unconscious vixen over and fuck her, leaving her bound

2017-01-26T22:23:43Z

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Overcome with dark urges that you can't begin to understand, you kneel at the vixen's side and roll her on to her plush belly. Her sex glistens from between her carelessly-splayed thighs, her thick asscheeks still jiggling from your rough handling. You remove the lower portions of your armour in haste, eager to claim your prize.

A moment later and you've done it; your swollen cocktip is straining at her well-used cuntlips, which struggle to accept it despite the many engorged lizardman dicks she had no doubt hosted. Her unconsciousness keeps her mercifully quiet as you bloat her gleaming entrance beyond its usual limits, the muscles of her passage writhing mightily against your shaft as her body struggles to adjust.

You begin to treat her body as the limp toy it is as your thick, throbbing shaft proceeds deep enough to distend her chubby, white-furred belly. By now you've cast off your gauntlets, and you use your hands to paw at her tits and grind her face into the mud as the pressure rapidly builds in your loins.

Even in her oblivious state, the bitch's breathing quickens as your fist-sized cocktip batters against her cervix. You simply grunt and squeeze at her flab as you pull her over your dick like a sleeve, her body straining and shuddering as you finally pummel your way through the impossiblly tight ring of her cervix!

The vixen breathes hoarsely, vaginal muscles milking you painfully as you claim parts of her that no lizardman had. Drool blossoms from her lips as you thrust violently into her womb, but the pressure is so great that no great amount of thrusting is required - after only a minute or so you let loose, pumping wad after wad of creamy jizz directly into the vixen's womb as it stretched around your dick. Her belly, already bloated full of your cock, becomes fat with your cum, all but ensuring that she'd be pumping out your mix-species offspring in a few months' time.

Satisfied, you calmly pull out of the lizardmens' ex-cumdump and don the missing parts of your armour as your seed bubbles liberally from the vixen's well-used snatch. You leave her bound at the river's edge without a glance backward, now intent on giving the same treatment to the fat-titted priestess you'd left on the road.

[[Return to Roxanne|Continue...]]

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Turn the unconscious vixen over and fuck her, leaving her bound

2017-01-24T21:13:56Z

Etcetera: Created page with 'Overcome with dark urges that you can't begin to understand, you kneel at the vixen's side and roll her on to her plush belly. Her sex glistens from between her carelessly-splaye…'

Overcome with dark urges that you can't begin to understand, you kneel at the vixen's side and roll her on to her plush belly. Her sex glistens from between her carelessly-splayed thighs, her thick asscheeks still jiggling from your rough handling. You remove the lower portions of your armour in haste, eager to claim your prize.

A moment later and you've done it; your swollen cocktip is straining at her well-used cuntlips, which struggle to accept it despite the many engorged lizardman dicks she had no doubt hosted. Her unconsciousness keeps her mercifully quiet as you bloat her gleaming entrance beyond its usual limits, the muscles of her passage writhing mightily against your shaft as her body struggles to adjust.

You begin to treat her body as the limp toy it is as your thick, throbbing shaft proceeds deep enough to distend her chubby, white-furred belly. By now you've cast off your gauntlets, and you use your hands to paw at her tits and grind her face into the mud as the pressure rapidly builds in your loins.

Even in her oblivious state, the bitch's breathing quickens as your fist-sized cocktip batters against her cervix. You simply grunt and squeeze at her flab as you pull her over your dick like a sleeve, her body straining and shuddering as you finally pummel your way through the impossiblly tight ring of her cervix!

The vixen breathes hoarsely, vaginal muscles milking you painfully as you claim parts of her that no lizardman had. Drool blossoms from her lips as you thrust violently into her womb, but the pressure is so great that no great amount of thrusting is required - after only a minute or so you let loose, pumping wad after wad of creamy jizz directly into the vixen's womb as it stretched around your dick. Her belly, already bloated full of your cock, becomes fat with your cum, all but ensuring that she'd be pumping out your mix-species offspring in a few months' time.

Satisfied, you calmly pull out of the lizardmens' ex-cumdump and don the missing parts of your armour as your seed bubbles liberally from the vixen's well-used snatch. You leave her bound at the river's edge without a glance backward, now intent on giving the same treatment to the fat-titted priestess you'd left on the road.

[[Do as you said and remove the vixen's restraints before returning to Roxanne|Continue...]]

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"As you say. I heard a river nearby as we approached - I'll take her to the water's edge, remove her bindings, and leave her to bathe when she awakens."

2017-01-24T21:07:29Z

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"Ah...! Ser Maxwell, your gallantry never ceases to impress." breathes Roxanne, any wariness she'd developed during the melee evaporating upon learning of the kind gesture you intend; "I shall await you here and say a few prayers for the fallen - even the foul-hearted deserve our mercy, after all; don't you agree?" Her vigor restored, Roxanne gives a wink and a curtsy before turning to her task, her breasts wobbling pendulously with every motion.

As you heft up the unconscious vixen and carry her into the forest, you consider Roxanne's unusual bubbliness in the wake of witnessing so much death. The answer comes to you with the sound of running water; she's glad to be carrying on with you alone. Reaching the riverbank, you gently rest the vixen on her back and gaze down at her scantily-clad form.

Roxanne's worry over keeping the vixen as a companion is well-founded; despite her thin layer of fur and pronounced foxlike features, your rescued prisoner is deliciously thick and curvy... And very much unconscious.

[[Do as you said and remove the vixen's restraints before returning to Roxanne]]

[[Turn the unconscious vixen over and fuck her, leaving her bound]]

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"As you say. I heard a river nearby as we approached - I'll take her to the water's edge, remove her bindings, and leave her to bathe when she awakens."

2017-01-24T20:31:56Z

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Ser Maxwell, the Holy Knight (Goof Troop)

2017-01-24T19:56:17Z

Etcetera:

Lights dance before your eyes in the wake of being pulled from stasis, and you're scarcely aware of the weight of a sword in your hand and heavy armour on your frame before you find yourself standing at the side of a worn country road with the most beautiful girl you've ever seen kneeling before you.

The first thing you see are her dark, glittering eyes, and as you faded into existence you noticed them shift from wide-eyed and desperate to joyful and brimming with tears in a matter of seconds. Her immaculate face is framed by the wisps of rich amber-coloured hair that poke out from beneath her pure white habit, her only oddity above the neck being an endearing snout tipped with a brown, vaguely doglike nose. Your attention is drawn away from this to her full, smiling lips as she begins to speak in a quavering voice.

"M-My prayers have been answered! A noble knight has come to my aid!" she exclaims with earnest excitement, and this time your attention cannot help but be directed below her neckline... Specifically, to the tremulous swaying of her enormous breasts. Though contained in a modest gown that indicates her status as a woman of the cloth, her magnificent J-cup tits make her a scandal in any garment - and given how she speaks and gestures without a care for the jellolike motions of her braless bust, it would seem that the girl is very much unaware of the effect her body has on the average observer.

"I knew that if I only had faith, and prostrated myself here, that a hero would arrive to disperse these brigands! Name thyself, Sir Knight... And please, reveal your face if you would - I request, humbly, to know the countenance of my saviour." she continues, taking your gauntlet-clad hands in hers as she gazes up at you with sparkling eyes. You lift a hand to adjust the faceplate of your helmet, prompting a coo of unexpected admiration from the girl at your feet as you reveal your own doglike features.

"Ser Maxwell." you answer simply. The name rings false in your ears even as you speak it... As if a syllable or two are out of place. But, somehow, it feels right. Despite your disorientation it makes you feel tied to this land - and the attractive young maiden before you.

"O-ooh~ Ser Maxwell...!" she gasps, absently mooshing her clothed mounds against your plated thighs as her half-lidded eyes meet yours, "I am Roxanne, a simple priestess, and I am blessed to have so fine a hero come for me in my hour of need...! If you would do away with the brigands blocking the road up ahead, my gratitude would truly know no bounds..." she gushes, her breasts rolling up to form a wealth of cleavage as if on-cue.

[[Valiantly agree to assist her.]]

[[Unfasten the lower portion of your armour and hold the priestess' head in place as you prepare to have your wicked way with her mouth.]]

[[Swing the priestess up over your shoulder and head off down the road to offer her to the brigands in trade.]]

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Slaughter the brigands to the last man.

2017-01-20T02:35:37Z

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You begin to plant your feet and ready your sword before they're even finished showing off the vixen - clearly they've mistaken you for a man without honour, and for that they will pay dearly.

Your sword-arm suddenly becomes a blur as you cleave both pole-bearing lizardmen in half, their blood splattering over the vixen's light-blue coat as their reptilian forms crumple to the ground. She slumps to the road between them with her fur lightly soiled, but no worse for the wear.

The assembled lizardmen scarcely have time to react, their leader's maw only just opening to bark an order before your sword passes his teeth and impales him through the back of his head! You remain poised in pitching stance, having just sent your sword sailing 20 feet through the air to perform this feat - but you aim to retrieve it, and the remaining brigands can only hiss and trip over themselves in terror as you storm over the makeshift barriers they'd assembled.

Roxanne can only stare in bewilderment from between her fingers as you cut down the criminals like a man possessed; lopping off heads, severing limbs and tails, and sticking the fallen with your sword-tip for good measure. Within a minute you've felled them all, the shoddy wooden barriers of their toll checkpoint now visibly slick with reptile blood.

Roxanne has a moment to collect herself as you stand above their corpses, calmly cleaning your sword. She quickly acclimates to the necessity of the bloodshed and tears her attention away from you, falling to her knees beside your fallen enemies' ex-prisoner and checking for vital signs.

"She's breathing." she confirms with no small measure of relief as you approach, gazing up at you with questioning eyes as you sheathe your sword, "What should we do? Surely we can't leave her here to awaken amidst... Well, all this." she states, gesturing incredulously toward the corpses you'd left in your wake.

[["As you say. I heard a river nearby as we approached - I'll take her to the water's edge, remove her bindings, and leave her to bathe when she awakens."]]

[["That is exactly what we're going to do."]]

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Slaughter the brigands to the last man.

2017-01-20T02:35:19Z

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Slaughter the brigands to the last man.

2017-01-20T02:33:40Z

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Unfasten the lower portion of your armour and hold the priestess' head in place as you prepare to have your wicked way with her mouth.

2017-01-09T07:45:43Z

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You gaze down at the priestess wordlessly as her assets flatten against your armor, finding yourself unable to stem the flood of vitality that has surged into your loins. You step back stiffly from her embrace and sheathe your sword before unfastening your scabbard, followed by the leather straps of your tassets.

Roxanne looks on in confusion, sitting back from her position of prayer and anxiously waiting as you go about your business.

"Why do you disrobe, sir knight? Your armour will surely serve you well against the bandits..." she observes warily, her eyes only widening in recognition when she sees you proceed to unbuckle your belt. "...Oh..." she whimpers, her lip quivering as she begins to inch fearfully away from you, "P-please, sir knight... I'd offer everything I have if you'd only assist me...!"

Your answer is to rapidly close the distance between you, your gauntleted hand grasping her habit so firmly that a shock of amber hair spills out across her tear-stained face. "M-aaAAAAHH...! P-please...! Have mercy, sir knight...!" she wails as your free hand reaches into your trousers, producing an inky-black cock so large and so erect that the girl quivers at the sight of it.

"N-no...!" she pleads, her beautiful face crumpling in distress, "Please! The size... Y-you'll kill m-me...!" Indeed, her mouth seems an impossible fit - but nonetheless you press your cocktip to her silken lips, gripping her hair more tightly to prevent her squirming.

She wails and recoils in protest as your cock is battered against her plush lips, gagging dramatically as her mouth is stretched to the impossible dimensions required to contain you. She gazes up at you with fearful, desperate eyes, tears positively streaming down her face by this point. You respond by forcing her head downward, her eyes rolling upward as the flesh of her neck distends around your girthy manhood, her body wracked with violent gags as you so abruptly violate her inexperienced throat.

The slick, rapidly contracting walls of her throat squeeze the first half of your dick mightily, making up for the fact that the girl defiantly refuses to lick or suckle your invading shaft. With a needy groan you brace your hand against the back of her head and cram the rest of your immense, throbbing cock down her gullet in one rough motion.

The response is immediate; a shrill, muffled sound erupts from her stuffed mouth as her throat is utterly penetrated, followed swiftly by the wet sound of wretching. Roxanne heaves in vain around the impossible thickness of your cock, her fluttering lashes leaking uncontrollably as her body continually fails to purge against your swollen cocktip. You remain sheathed until the worst of her wretching is over, not wanting to tarnish your armour with her bile, until you finally swing your hips back in preparation for your final assault.

Moments later your quiet place at the roadside is filled with the sound of grunts, squeaks, and the wet slap of your balls against Roxanne's dribbling chin. Her esophageal passage is forced to stretch and shudder around your member with each brutal insertion, and after over a minute of having her throat utterly ravaged the girl becomes listless and malleable in your arms. You take advantage, gripping her pretty head with both hands and mashing her face into your loins without a care for her discomfort.

"MmMMnngh... F-Fffuuck...!" you rhasp as your callous act launches Roxanne into another fit of violent wretching, the sensation of which brings your balls to a furious boil. "Take my cum you naive little bitch!" you bark harshly, her sorrowful eyes snapping wide open as your dick begins to throb. Muffled, weary screams erupt from her well-used orifice as you pump gout after gout of slippery jizz directly into her stomach, leaving the young priestess to simply gag and gag around your pulsating shaft as her belly is swollen with your seed.

As before, you only withdraw from her throat once you're sure her gagging has concluded. She slobbers and gasps for breath when your tennis ball-sized tip finally pops out from between her lips, only held back from slumping over by the gauntleted hand still buried in her tousled hair.

"We're not done yet, slut." you murmur grimly as she sobs at your feet, and with a careless push you send her sprawling to the ground before you. Too weak and breathless to resist - even to protest - Roxanne lands with a small yelp and gazes up at you with fearful, watering eyes.

How will you take her?

[[Rip off her clothes and fuck her viciously.]]

[[Draw your sword and coerce her into undressing and lowering herself on to your cock.]]

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Ser Maxwell, the Holy Knight (Goof Troop)

2017-01-06T17:56:13Z

Etcetera:

Lights dance before your eyes in the wake of being pulled from stasis, and you're scarcely aware of the weight of a sword in your hand and heavy armour on your frame before you find yourself standing at the side of a worn country road with the most beautiful girl you've ever seen kneeling before you.

The first thing you see are her dark, glittering eyes, and as you faded into existence you noticed them shift from wide-eyed and desperate to joyful and brimming with tears in a matter of seconds. Her immaculate face is framed by the wisps of rich amber-coloured hair that poke out from beneath her pure white habit, her only oddity above the neck being an endearing snout tipped with a brown, vaguely doglike nose. Your attention is drawn away from this to her full, smiling lips as she begins to speak in a quavering voice.

"M-My prayers have been answered! A noble knight has come to my aid!" she exclaims with earnest excitement, and this time your attention cannot help but be directed below her neckline... Specifically, to the tremulous swaying of her enormous breasts. Though contained in a modest gown that indicates her status as a woman of the cloth, her magnificent J-cup tits make her a scandal in any garment - and given how she speaks and gestures without a care for the jellolike motions of her braless bust, it would seem that the girl is very much unaware of the effect her body has on the average observer.

"I knew that if I only had faith, and prostrated myself here, that a hero would arrive to disperse these brigands! Name thyself, Sir Knight... And please, reveal your face if you would - I request, humbly, to know the countenance of my saviour." she continues, taking your gauntlet-clad hands in hers as she gazes up at you with sparkling eyes. You lift a hand to adjust the faceplate of your helmet, prompting a coo of unexpected admiration from the girl at your feet as you reveal your own doglike features.

"Ser Maxwell." you answer simply.

"O-ooh~ Ser Maxwell...!" she gasps, absently mooshing her clothed mounds against your plated thighs as her half-lidded eyes meet yours, "I am Roxanne, a simple priestess, and I am blessed to have so fine a hero come for me in my hour of need...! If you would do away with the brigands blocking the road up ahead, my gratitude would truly know no bounds..." she gushes, her breasts rolling up to form a wealth of cleavage as if on-cue.

[[Valiantly agree to assist her.]]

[[Unfasten the lower portion of your armour and hold the priestess' head in place as you prepare to have your wicked way with her mouth.]]

[[Swing the priestess up over your shoulder and head off down the road to offer her to the brigands in trade.]]

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Valiantly agree to assist her.

2017-01-06T03:09:45Z

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Seemingly the very embodiment of the valorous hero she'd prayed for, you agree to aid Roxanne - and so intense is her joy that you find yourself lowering your faceplate again just to hide your blush.

"My hero...!" she squeals, rising rapidly to her feet and jumping up and down in a very unpriestess-like fashion. You're glad of the fact she can no longer see your face; it's impossible not to focus on her gravid, jiggling mounds as she bounces gleefully in place, the spectacle only ending when she stops to throw her arms around you and nestle into your chestplate.

"I'm so relieved... I had wondered if my prayers would ever be heard." she sighs, gaining a downcast expression as she continues, "I n-never made a very good priestess, you see... The other priestesses always laughed at me. Gods, the head priest would not have even let me into the convent if I hadn't..." She trails off suddenly, blushing furiously and breaking off her embrace before revealing specifics. Her expression remains somber for only a moment before she regains her composure.

"...But no more of that. You've proven that I'm worth something after all - and I will be forever in your debt, Ser Maxwell." she says, smiling sweetly. You nod stoically in return, which draws a girlish giggle from the lips of your charge.

"The brigands?" you prompt softly, and Roxanne giggles again and looks vaguely sheepish as she realizes that she'd diverged from her main point.

"O-of course, sir knight! They lie in wait to the east, along this road. They accosted me as I passed, demanding gold and... Other things..." she huffs, brows knitting angrily at the mention of the vagabonds. "I only just managed to get away! It was a long crawl through the bushes to be sure that I'd escaped them - I nearly lost my habit." She gestures for you to follow as she begins to detail the criminals' location, and the two of you set off down the road while continuing to converse.

"Why must you pass them? Are you returning to your convent?" you ask, finding that an uncommon tenderness has seeped into your voice. You feel an inexplicable connection to this girl, for some reason - for her, your affection seems to flow easily. At the sound of your tone she glances over to you with a blush and a look of mild surprise, shifting into a demure smile as her dark eyes return to the road.

"No - it is many miles from here. In fact I've taken leave to visit my father, and have journeyed long already." she explains, stubbornly wiping at her eyes as the tears begin to flow, "In fact, these bandits have set up their toll very close to my father's farmstead in the woods... I w-worry for him... It's part of why I chose to call upon you, sir kni- I m-mean, Ser Maxwell." Her eyes glitter through the tears as she casts you yet another glance of gratitude, brightening considerably when you rest a comforting gauntlet on her shoulder.

However, the tender moment doesn't last long - as you round the next bend you're met with a gang of sharp-toothed bipedal reptiles, most of whom are clad in leather tunics and hose... Though some are entirely nude, leaving their monstrous, scaly members to dangle lewdly between their legs. The bandits glower and hiss at your approach, many of their eyes fixating on Roxanne and causing her to shrink behind your back as you stride up to them with confidence.

"I will declare this only once." you state in a voice hard as iron, pressing your swordtip to the ground and resting your hands on its pommel, "Allow me and the girl to continue in peace, or I will end every one of your wretched lives."

A stunned silence falls over the reptiles as you make your stand, and only their leader eventually works up the courage to speak; "You ssstrooong..." he rhasps, "But sheeee... Essascaped usss... Beautiful, mm... My men want her. Demand her. Give her, and you passss... Alssso, we give you our prissssoner..." With that, he turns to his nearest henchman and whispers something that sounds like; "Bring blue fox."

Intrigued enough to stay your hand for the moment, you remain unmoving as the robbers scramble to produce their prisoner. Eventually two reptilians return with a long wooden pole supported between them, an unconscious anthromorphic vixen dangling from the pole by the straps that bind her wrists and ankles. With a nod from their leader, the two henchman nervously carry her before you for inspection.

You gaze down at the vixen, taking in the unusual sight with a mild sense of awe. Though neither you nor Roxanne are lacking animalistic attributes, this woman posseses a great many more. Though she obviously walks upright, (when not dangling unconscious, of course) her pawpads, blue-furred body and feralish muzzle all suggest a strong animal ancestry... But her sensational curves and strange, revealing garb do much to distract from that fact.

All told, her body is lusher than Roxanne's. Though the priestess certainly has a prodigious chest, this vixen's mounds easily rival them in size... In addition to her possession of deliciously thick thighs and hips, a tremendous, fleshy ass, and a slightly chubby hourglass figure. Best of all, she wears only a smattering of golden bands on her arms and legs, leaving everything from her belly to her rosy nipples exposed - even her filmy loincloth, her one proper garment, has been unceremoniously flipped up to uncover her tailhole and bare, gleaming sex.

You feel yourself hardening at the sight of her, and the reptile leader's offer remains fresh in your mind... They would offer you free passage and this unconscious vixen for Roxanne... But what would befall your charge if you abandoned her to them? And what more would befall this vixen if you refused their offer? Your head spins at the ethical possibilities... But after a moment or two of reflection, you commit yourself to action.

[[Slaughter the brigands to the last man.]]

[[Agree to the exchange of Roxanne for the vixen and free passage.]]

[[Category:Rule34ia]]

Ser Maxwell, the Holy Knight (Goof Troop)

2017-01-06T03:07:28Z

Etcetera:

Lights dance before your eyes in the wake of being pulled from stasis, and you're scarcely aware of the weight of a sword in your hand and heavy armour on your frame before you find yourself standing at the side of a worn country road with the most beautiful girl you've ever seen kneeling before you.

The first thing you see are her dark, glittering eyes, and as you faded into existence you noticed them shift from wide-eyed and desperate to joyful and brimming with tears in a matter of seconds. Her immaculate face is framed by the wisps of rich amber-coloured hair that poke out from beneath her pure white habit, her only oddity above the neck being an endearing snout tipped with a brown, vaguely doglike nose. Your attention is drawn away from this to her full, smiling lips as she begins to speak in a quavering voice.

"M-My prayers have been answered! A noble knight has come to my aid!" she exclaims with earnest excitement, and this time your attention cannot help but be directed below her neckline... Specifically, to the tremulous swaying of her enormous breasts. Though contained in a modest gown that indicates her status as a woman of the cloth, her magnificent J-cup tits make her a scandal in any garment - and given how she speaks and gestures without a care for the jellolike motions of her braless bust, it would seem that the girl is very much unaware of the effect her body has on the average observer.

"I knew that if I only had faith, and prostrated myself here, that a hero would arrive to disperse these brigands! Name thyself, Sir Knight... And please, reveal your face if you would - I request, humbly, to know the countenance of my saviour." she continues, taking your gauntlet-clad hands in hers as she gazes up at you with sparkling eyes. You lift a hand to adjust the faceplate of your helmet, prompting a coo of unexpected admiration from the girl at your feet as you reveal your own doglike features.

"Ser Maxwell." you answer simply.

"O-ooh~ Ser Maxwell...!" she gasps, absently mooshing her clothed mounds against your plated thighs as her half-lidded eyes meet yours, "I am Roxanne, a simple priestess, and I am blessed to have so fine a hero come for me in my hour of need...! If you would do away with the brigands blocking the road up ahead, my gratitude would truly know no bounds..." she gushes, her breasts rolling up to form a wealth of cleavage as if on-cue.

[[Valiantly agree to assist her.]]

[[Unfasten the lower portion of your armour and hold the priestess' head in place as you roughly penetrate her mouth.]]

[[Swing the priestess up over your shoulder and head off down the road to offer her to the brigands in trade.]]

[[Category:Rule34ia]]

Rule34ia

2017-01-06T03:05:09Z

Etcetera:

You're engaging in your favourite pastime - browsing for erotic art of your favourite fictional characters - on your computer, when a glowing band of violet neon light suddenly stretches across your screen!

Thinking it to be some new bullshit ad or censoring method, you begin clicking on it furiously... Only to feel the world around you begin to rumble and lose cohesion with every click! By the time you've managed to stop yourself it's too late; the band has snapped, causing your world to fade rapidly into utter blackness. You feel yourself falling endlessly through empty space for several moments before your consciousness is finally snuffed out as well.

Though it feels like an unmaking, in reality your essence is stretched out to encompass an entire realm - a new universe drawn from the fragments of your knowledge and experience, all in the space of a moment.

And you aren't the only one to inhabit it! For as you are pulled through the veil, so too are countless variations of the characters so commonly and lewdly portrayed in the darkest corners of the internet... With all the "attributes" and personality they had been rendered with, as well as cartoonish levels of physical endurance despite their new fleshy, dimensional bodies.

Will you choose to see through their eyes, observing how they adapt to life in your kingdom? Or will you occupy your rightful identity as the lone true human and first arrival, the all-powerful king and founder of Rule34ia? The choice is yours.

But be warned... New arrivals to this kingdom may arrive at any point in its history, under any circumstances, and with anything from no knowledge or memory of their circumstances to a fully-furnished life, complete with memories, worldly possessions, and family. And doppelgangers, no doubt originally rendered in some other piece of lascivious artwork featuring the same character, are common!

Welcome to Rule34ia.

[[The King|The King]]

[[Ser Maxwell, the Holy Knight (Goof Troop)]]

[[Category:Rule34ia]]

Rule34ia

2017-01-06T03:04:34Z

Etcetera:

Rule34ia

2017-01-06T03:03:23Z

Etcetera:

Valiantly agree to assist her.

2017-01-06T03:02:08Z

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Ser Maxwell, the Holy Knight (Goof Troop)

2017-01-05T23:05:07Z

Etcetera:

Lights dance before your eyes in the wake of being pulled from stasis, and you're scarcely aware of the weight of a sword in your hand and heavy armour on your frame before you find yourself standing at the side of a worn country road with the most beautiful girl you've ever seen kneeling before you.

The first thing you see are her dark, glittering eyes, and as you faded into existence you noticed them shift from wide-eyed and desperate to joyful and brimming with tears in a matter of seconds. Her immaculate face is framed by the wisps of rich amber-coloured hair that poke out from beneath her pure white habit, her only oddity above the neck being an endearing snout tipped with a brown, vaguely doglike nose. Your attention is drawn away from this to her full, smiling lips as she begins to speak in a quavering voice.

"M-My prayers have been answered! A noble knight has come to my aid!" she exclaims with earnest excitement, and this time your attention cannot help but be directed below her neckline... Specifically, to the tremulous swaying of her enormous breasts. Though contained in a modest gown that indicates her status as a woman of the cloth, her magnificent J-cup tits make her a scandal in any garment - and given how she speaks and gestures without a care for the jellolike motions of her braless bust, it would seem that the girl is very much unaware of the effect her body has on the average observer.

"I knew that if I only had faith, and prostrated myself here, that a hero would arrive to disperse these brigands! Name thyself, Sir Knight... And please, reveal your face if you would - I request, humbly, to know the countenance of my saviour." she continues, taking your gauntlet-clad hands in hers as she gazes up at you with sparkling eyes. You lift a hand to adjust the faceplate of your helmet, prompting a coo of unexpected admiration from the girl at your feet as you reveal your own doglike features.

"Ser Maxwell." you answer simply.

"O-ooh~ Ser Maxwell...!" she gasps, absently mooshing her clothed mounds against your plated thighs as her half-lidded eyes meet yours, "I am Roxanne, a simple priestess, and I am blessed to have so fine a hero come for me in my hour of need...! If you would do away with the brigands blocking the road up ahead, my gratitude would truly know no bounds..." she gushes, her breasts rolling up to form a wealth of cleavage as if on-cue.

[[Valiantly agree to assist her.]]

[[Unfasten the lower portion of your armour and hold the priestess' head in place as you roughly penetrate her mouth.]]

[[Swing the priestess up over your shoulder and head off down the road to offer her to the brigands in trade.]]

[[Category:Rule34ia]]

Ser Maxwell, the Holy Knight (Goof Troop)

2017-01-05T23:04:32Z

Etcetera:

Lights dance before your eyes in the wake of being pulled from stasis, and you're scarcely aware of the weight of a sword in your hand and heavy armour on your frame before you find yourself standing at the side of a worn country road with the most beautiful girl you've ever seen kneeling before you.

The first thing you see are her dark, glittering eyes, and as you faded into existence you noticed them shift from wide-eyed and desperate to joyful and brimming with tears in a matter of seconds. Her immaculate face is framed by the wisps of rich amber-coloured hair that poke out from beneath her pure white habit, her only oddity above the neck being an endearing snout tipped with a brown, vaguely doglike nose. Your attention is drawn away from this to her full, smiling lips as she begins to speak in a quavering voice.

"M-My prayers have been answered! A noble knight has come to my aid!" she exclaims with earnest excitement, and this time your attention cannot help but be directed below her neckline... Specifically, to the tremulous swaying of her enormous breasts. Though contained in a modest gown that indicates her status as a woman of the cloth, her magnificent J-cup tits make her a scandal in any garment - and given how she speaks and gestures without a care for the jellolike motions of her braless bust, it would seem that the girl is very much unaware of the effect her body has on the average observer.

"I knew that if I only had faith, and prostrated myself here, that a hero would arrive to disperse these brigands! Name thyself, Sir Knight... And please, reveal your face if you would - I request, humbly, to know the countenance of my saviour." she continues, taking your gauntlet-clad hands in hers as she gazes up at you with sparkling eyes. You lift a hand to adjust the faceplate of your helmet, prompting a coo of unexpected admiration from the girl at your feet as you reveal your own doglike features.

"Ser Maxwell." you answer simply.

"O-ooh~ Ser Maxwell...!" she gasps, absently mooshing her clothed mounds against your plated thighs as her half-lidded eyes meet yours, "I am Roxanne, a simple priestess, and I am blessed to have so fine a hero come for me in my hour of need...! If you would do away with the brigands blocking the road up ahead, my gratitude would truly know no bounds..." she gushes, her breasts rolling up to form a wealth of cleavage as if on-cue.

[[Valiantly agree to assist her.]]

[[Unfasten the lower portion of your armour and hold the priestess' head in place as you roughly penetrate her mouth.]]

[[Swing the priestess up over your shoulder and head off down the road to offer her to the brigands in trade.]]

[[Category:Rule34ia]]

Rule34ia

2017-01-05T21:57:24Z

Etcetera:

Rule34ia

2017-01-05T21:56:27Z

Etcetera:

You're engaging in your favourite pastime - browsing for erotic art of your favourite fictional characters - on your computer, when a glowing band of violet neon light suddenly stretches across your screen!

Thinking it to be some new bullshit ad or censoring method, you begin clicking on it furiously... Only to feel the world around you begin to rumble and lose cohesion with every click! By the time you've managed to stop yourself it's too late; the band has snapped, causing your world to fade rapidly into utter blackness. You feel yourself falling endlessly through empty space for several moments before your consciousness is finally snuffed out as well.

Though it feels like an unmaking, in reality your essence is stretched out to encompass an entire realm - a new universe drawn from the fragments of your knowledge and experience, all in the space of a moment.

And you aren't the only one to inhabit it! For as you are pulled through the veil, so too are countless variations of the characters so commonly and lewdly portrayed in the darkest corners of the internet... With all the "attributes" and personality they had been rendered with, as well as cartoonish levels of physical endurance despite their new fleshy, dimensional bodies.

Will you choose to see through their eyes, observing how they adapt to life in your kingdom? Or will you occupy your rightful identity as the lone true human and first arrival, the all-powerful king and founder of Rule34ia? The choice is yours.

But be warned... New arrivals to this kingdom may arrive at any point in its history, under any circumstances, and with anything from no knowledge or memory of their circumstances to a fully-furnished life, complete with memories, worldly possessions, and family. And doppelgangers, no doubt originally rendered in some other piece of lascivious artwork featuring the same character, are common!

Welcome to Rule34ia.

[[The King|The King]]

[[Ser Maximillion, the Holy Knight (Goof Troop)]]

[[Category:Rule34ia]]

Ser Maxwell, the Holy Knight (Goof Troop)

2017-01-05T19:55:48Z

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Lights dance before your eyes in the wake of being pulled from stasis, and you're scarcely aware of the weight of a sword in your hand and heavy armour on your frame before you find yourself standing at the side of a worn country road with the most beautiful girl you've ever seen kneeling before you.

The first thing you see are her dark, glittering eyes, and as you faded into existence you noticed them shift from wide-eyed and desperate to joyful and brimming with tears in a matter of seconds. Her immaculate face is framed by rich amber-coloured hair, her only oddity above the neck being an endearing snout tipped with a brown, vaguely doglike nose. Your attention is drawn away from this to her full, smiling lips as she begins to speak in a quavering voice.

"M-My prayers have been answered! A noble knight has come to my aid!" she exclaims with earnest excitement, and this time your attention cannot help but be directed below her neckline... Specifically, to the tremulous swaying of her enormous breasts. Though contained in a modest gown that indicates her status as a woman of the cloth, her magnificent J-cup tits make her a scandal in any garment - and given how she speaks and gestures without a care for the jellolike motions of her braless bust, it would seem that the girl is very much unaware of the effect her body has on the average observer.

"I knew that if I only had faith, and prostrated myself here, that a hero would arrive to disperse these brigands! Name thyself, Sir Knight... And please, reveal your face if you would - I request, humbly, to know the countenance of my saviour." she continues, taking your gauntlet-clad hands in hers as she gazes up at you with sparkling eyes. You lift a hand to adjust the faceplate of your helmet, prompting a coo of unexpected admiration from the girl at your feet as you reveal your own doglike features.

"Ser Maxwell." you answer simply.

"O-ooh~ Ser Maxwell...!" she gasps, absently mooshing her clothed mounds against your plated thighs as her half-lidded eyes meet yours, "I am Roxanne, a simple priestess, and I am blessed to have so fine a hero come for me in my hour of need...! If you would do away with the brigands blocking the road up ahead, my gratitude would truly know no bounds..." she gushes, her breasts rolling up to form a wealth of cleavage as if on-cue.

What say you?

[["Verily, fair maiden, it shall be done!"]]

[[Take her head in your hand, unfasten your armour, and have your wicked way with her mouth.]]

[[Gather her up and bring her up the road to give to the brigands.]]

[[Category:Rule34ia]]

Rule34ia

2017-01-05T19:11:53Z

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Rule34ia

2017-01-05T19:11:17Z

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All Adult Stories/R

2017-01-05T18:11:32Z

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|[[Red Mobster: The Rail Thin Red Head: George Lucas Special Edition]] || 4 || {{DNE}} Complete
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|[[Reddit's /r/GayIncest Adventure]] || 18 || {{Private}} - /r/GayIncest Subscribers Only (Please)
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FRFSS: Hold her arms apart and abuse her slutty tits

2016-10-25T23:07:59Z

Etcetera: Created page with 'With lust on your mind, you approach Jasmine once again. She's still so paralysed by the horror of being bred by her best friend that she doesn't look up from her sobbing until y…'

With lust on your mind, you approach Jasmine once again. She's still so paralysed by the horror of being bred by her best friend that she doesn't look up from her sobbing until you're almost upon her.

She begins to cower almost immediately, a desparate fear in her eyes now that you've proven your power over her. She cries out as you take hold of her wrist, struggling as she's roughly forced to to the floor for the second time that day. "P-Please...! I beg you...!" she implores, her pretty face streaked with tears and cum, "I submit! I submit... Just don't t-take me again... Please..."

"You're mine to take." you grunt, resulting in frantic sobbing and writhing on Jasmine's part as she struggles to free her wrists. She grows wilder with each passing second, even spitting in your face - but you quickly assert yourself by dealing a violent, (and improvised) open-handed blow to her heavy tits, sure to sting even through the thin fabric of the tubetop-like garment that conceals them.

She howls, fresh tears springing to her eyes as pain shoots through her unnaturally swollen mounds. Her mouth gapes wordlessly as her body is wracked with the sensation, eyes wide with the shock of your cruelty. She begins to breath raggedly as you start mashing her clothed tits between your palms and fingertips, causing her to quiver with their every dull ache as you roughly manhandle her freshly-battered jugs.

"You are mine. Do you understand?" you ask, prompting a tearful and weary nod from the princess as you continue to grope her. Her weeping becomes audible again as you begin greedily peeling down her top, her dusky G-cups rolling out into the open air before your eyes.

Despite her quiet pleas and frequent gasps of discomfort, you abuse her breasts further; their rich mocha colour begins to flush as they redden from your harsh attentions, the girl uttering a pained squeak each time you tweak her sensitive nipples. "Call me Master." you command, suddenly catching her left nipple in a steady pinch.

"M-Master...!" she sobs without hesitation, "Mercy! Mercy...!" But you offer none; her continued pleas only infuriate you, and you find yourself lashing out at her fat tits once again... And again. And again. Jasmine's throat catches in a stifled scream as every nerve in her bust sears with pain, the dark flesh of her breasts welting with each strike of your open hand.

By the time you're through slapping her tits, Jasmine is back to shuddering through a single long, noiseless sob. Her nose is running now, mingling with the other fluids on her caked face as her head lolls listlessly... But tugging your pants down and pressing your cock to the underside of her enormous G-cups regains her attention.

"M-More...?" she whines anxiously, hissing even at the light touch of your cocktip against her welted skin, "W-Why... Why do you treat me so cruelly...?" The end of her sentence is punctuated by a sharp intake of breath as you begin to roll your dick against the flabby, still-stinging flesh of her breasts, another wail rising in her throat as your lewd grinding brings fresh tears to her eyes.

You're uncontrollably pent-up after watching Rajah claim the young princess, so it only takes a few moments of rough grinding on Jasmine's tits to grind out another fat load on her slutty body. You grunt as your thick gouts of spooge spill out over her body, the girl squealing as it dapples her face and utterly engulfs her bloated mounds. She's left gasping on the floor as you rise to your feet, giving your meat a few final tugs and spritzing her with your seed.

"Suck my dick or I'll slap your tits and have Rajah pump another litter inside you." you threaten, and Jasmine slowly rises into a kneel as she fights back bitter tears.

Her lips drift within range of your dripping cockhead and you begin to consider how you'd like to make use of her mouth...

[[FRFSS: Lodge yourself in her throat and hold her head down until you cum|Lodge yourself in her throat and hold her head down until you cum]]

[[FRFSS: Fuck her face and further abuse her breasts|Fuck her face and further abuse her breasts]]

[[FRFSS: Fuck her throat deeply until she loses consciousness|Fuck her throat deeply until she loses consciousness]]

[[Category:Female Relative in, Fictional Sex Surrogate out!]]

FRFSS: Transform the family dog into a horny version of Rajah

2016-10-25T23:05:18Z

Etcetera:

You leave the young, cum-drenched princess where she lies as you run up the stairs to call your dog, who answers dutifully and comes bounding down the stairs behind you as you return to the basement.

Jasmine has moved during your absence, having slunk down to the floor beside the scanner to weep bitterly as she wipes the cum from her face, her puffy eyes following you nervously as you approach the computer with dog in tow.

You heft the little guy up on top of the scanner, and he wags his tail and gazes between the two of you uncomprehendingly as you key the specifications into the computer - then the scanner fires up again, once again filling the room with a bright light.

By the time the light disappates your dog is gone... And a nearly full-grown tiger is slinking to the floor from atop the scanner, sniffing appraisingly at the princess curled up on the floor as she regards him with disbelief.

"Rajah...?" she gasps, joy suddenly coming to her caked features as she throws her arms around his neck, "Rajah!! You came for me!!"

She's so consumed by excitement and relief that she hardly even notices as the tiger insistently nudges at her with his nose and rocks her back on to the floor with his bulk, probably assuming that he's just playing or being affectionate.

...But as the tiger takes a mounting stance and braces a big paw at either side of her head, even the sheltered young princess begins to understand the situation, her eyes widening in terror. "RAJAH?! What are you doing?" she exclaims, trying in vain to push him off before starting to writhe in desperation, "RAJAH!! PLEASE, NO! IT'S ME!!!"

"Rajah" seems increasingly feral the closer he gets to breeding Jasmine, tearing at her slutty clothes with tooth and claw and snarling as he goes. Jasmine continues to wail and squirm, begging him to stop... But she falls silent once her bottoms are shorn aside and that fat, barbed tiger cock comes to dangle within inches of her exposed slit.

"Rajah... Rajah..." she gasps weakly as tears stream from her eyes, mascara running while she tries to dissuade him... But it's too late. She can only utter a shrill squeak of pain as his cockhead is lodged inside of her for the first time, her legs curling around his haunches involuntarily as new sensations overwhelm her senses.

Her eyes start to glaze over, no doubt her conscious mind trying to repress the experience of being bred by her best animal friend... But the pain of him straining at her hymen brings her back, her tongue lolling out in an unmitigated shriek as the tiger roughly bucks his hips, soundly stealing her virginity and claiming her as he would any tigress in just a few sloppy motions.

From there on, the princess can only gasp and whine in discomfort as Rajah's thighs continue to slap against hers, eyes wide and streaming with tears as his thick, throbbing cock ruins her for any other male. Her toes curl and her back arches, body aching for each new helping of tiger dick even as her mind shatters. You see her eyes gradually rolling back, drool pooling at the sides of her mouth as the girl is fucked into a state of helplessness.

Finally, you see Rajah's frame tense as he sheathes himself within Jasmine one final time. She utters a sharp scream of revulsion as Rajah cums inside her, sobbing and flailing against him ineffectually as her abdomen is bloated with his seed. Her belly gurgles and distends as it's pumped full of feline cum... Cum capable of impregnating a human female, just as you had orchestrated.

And, in just those few minutes of breathless interspecies fucking, Jasmine had been thoroughly bred; stuffed with a burgeoning litter of half-tiger half-human hybrids, the females of which will surely become your playthings one day. You smile at the thought as you watch Jasmine's body tremor during the last moments of her violent climax, blood-laced cum oozing openly from her well-used pussy as Rajah pulls out.

"Rajah... How could you?" Jasmine whimpers, curling up in a sobbing, shuddering ball. You approach her as the tiger moves over to slump down in the corner, breathing heavily after his recent conquest.

The princess lies quivering at your feet, sure to be obey now that her dignity and illusions of power in this realm have been so thoroughly shattered... But how will you proceed? Perhaps now is the time to show her mercy?

[[FRFSS: Offer your hand and take her to get cleaned up|Offer your hand and take her to get cleaned up]]

[[FRFSS: Hold her arms apart and abuse her slutty tits|Hold her arms apart and abuse her slutty tits]]

[[FRFSS: Pin her down, fuck her, and cum inside|Pin her down, fuck her, and cum inside]]

[[Category: Female Relative in, Fictional Sex Surrogate out!]]

FRFSS: Transform the family dog into a horny version of Rajah

2016-10-06T18:34:17Z

Etcetera:

You leave the young, cum-drenched princess where she lies as you run up the stairs to call your dog, who answers dutifully and comes bounding down the stairs behind you as you return to the basement.

Jasmine has moved during your absence, having slunk down to the floor beside the scanner to weep bitterly as she wipes the cum from her face, her puffy eyes following you nervously as you approach the computer with dog in tow.

You heft the little guy up on top of the scanner, and he wags his tail and gazes between the two of you uncomprehendingly as you key the specifications into the computer - then the scanner fires up again, once again filling the room with a bright light.

By the time the light disappates your dog is gone... And a nearly full-grown tiger is slinking to the floor from atop the scanner, sniffing appraisingly at the princess curled up on the floor as she regards him with disbelief.

"Rajah...?" she gasps, joy suddenly coming to her caked features as she throws her arms around his neck, "Rajah!! You came for me!!"

She's so consumed by excitement and relief that she hardly even notices as the tiger insistently nudges at her with his nose and rocks her back on to the floor with his bulk, probably assuming that he's just playing or being affectionate.

...But as the tiger takes a mounting stance and braces a big paw at either side of her head, even the sheltered young princess begins to understand the situation, her eyes widening in terror. "RAJAH?! What are you doing?" she exclaims, trying in vain to push him off before starting to writhe in desperation, "RAJAH!! PLEASE, NO! IT'S ME!!!"

"Rajah" seems increasingly feral the closer he gets to breeding Jasmine, tearing at her slutty clothes with tooth and claw and snarling as he goes. Jasmine continues to wail and squirm, begging him to stop... But she falls silent once her bottoms are shorn aside and that fat, barbed tiger cock comes to dangle within inches of her exposed slit.

"Rajah... Rajah..." she gasps weakly as tears stream from her eyes, mascara running while she tries to dissuade him... But it's too late. She can only utter a shrill squeak of pain as his cockhead is lodged inside of her for the first time, her legs curling around his haunches involuntarily as new sensations overwhelm her senses.

Her eyes start to glaze over, no doubt her conscious mind trying to repress the experience of being bred by her best animal friend... But the pain of him straining at her hymen brings her back, her tongue lolling out in an unmitigated shriek as the tiger roughly bucks his hips, soundly stealing her virginity and claiming her as he would any tigress in just a few sloppy motions.

From there on, the princess can only gasp and whine in discomfort as Rajah's thighs continue to slap against hers, eyes wide and streaming with tears as his thick, throbbing cock ruins her for any other male. Her toes curl and her back arches, body aching for each new helping of tiger dick even as her mind shatters. You see her eyes gradually rolling back, drool pooling at the sides of her mouth as the girl is fucked into a state of helplessness.

Finally, you see Rajah's frame tense as he sheathes himself within Jasmine one final time. She utters a sharp scream of revulsion as Rajah cums inside her, sobbing and flailing against him ineffectually as her abdomen is bloated with his seed. Her belly gurgles and distends as it's pumped full of feline cum... Cum capable of impregnating a human female, just as you had orchestrated.

And, in just those few minutes of breathless interspecies fucking, Jasmine had been thoroughly bred; stuffed with a burgeoning litter of half-tiger half-human hybrids, the females of which will surely become your playthings one day. You smile at the thought as you watch Jasmine's body tremor during the last moments of her violent climax, blood-laced cum oozing openly from her well-used pussy as Rajah pulls out.

"Rajah... How could you?" Jasmine whimpers, curling up in a sobbing, shuddering ball. You approach her as the tiger moves over to slump down in the corner, breathing heavily after his recent conquest.

The princess lies quivering at your feet, sure to be obey now that her dignity and illusions of power in this realm have been so thoroughly shattered... But how will you proceed? Perhaps now is the time to show her mercy?

[[FRFSS: Offer your hand and take her to get cleaned up|Offer your hand and take her to get cleaned up]]

[[FRFSS: Hold her arms apart and get off using her mouth and tits|Hold her arms apart and get off using her mouth and tits]]

[[FRFSS: Pin her down, fuck her, and cum inside|Pin her down, fuck her, and cum inside]]

[[Category: Female Relative in, Fictional Sex Surrogate out!]]

FRFSS: Transform the family dog into a horny version of Rajah

2016-10-06T18:32:45Z

Etcetera:

You leave the young, cum-drenched princess where she lies as you run up the stairs to call your dog, who answers dutifully and comes bounding down the stairs behind you as you return to the basement.

Jasmine has moved during your absence, having slunk down to the floor beside the scanner to weep bitterly as she wipes the cum from her face, her puffy eyes following you nervously as you approach the computer with dog in tow.

You heft the little guy up on top of the scanner, and he wags his tail and gazes between the two of you uncomprehendingly as you key the specifications into the computer - then the scanner fires up again, once again filling the room with a bright light.

By the time the light disappates your dog is gone... And a nearly full-grown tiger is slinking to the floor from atop the scanner, sniffing appraisingly at the princess curled up on the floor as she regards him with disbelief.

"Rajah...?" she gasps, joy suddenly coming to her caked features as she throws her arms around his neck, "Rajah!! You came for me!!"

She's so consumed by excitement and relief that she hardly even notices as the tiger insistently nudges at her with his nose and rocks her back on to the floor with his bulk, probably assuming that he's just playing or being affectionate.

...But as the tiger takes a mounting stance and braces a big paw at either side of her head, even the sheltered young princess begins to understand the situation, her eyes widening in terror. "RAJAH?! What are you doing?" she exclaims, trying in vain to push him off before starting to writhe in desperation, "RAJAH!! PLEASE, NO! IT'S ME!!!"

"Rajah" seems increasingly feral the closer he gets to breeding Jasmine, tearing at her slutty clothes with tooth and claw and snarling as he goes. Jasmine continues to wail and squirm, begging him to stop... But she falls silent once her bottoms are shorn aside and that fat, barbed tiger cock comes to dangle within inches of her exposed slit.

"Rajah... Rajah..." she gasps weakly as tears stream from her eyes, mascara running while she tries to dissuade him... But it's too late. She can only utter a shrill squeak of pain as Raja's cockhead is lodged inside of her for the first time, her legs curling around his haunches involuntarily as new sensations overwhelm her senses.

Her eyes start to glaze over, no doubt her conscious mind trying to repress the experience of being bred by her best animal friend... But the pain of him straining at her hymen brings her back, her tongue lolling out in an unmitigated shriek as the tiger roughly bucks his hips, soundly stealing her virginity and claiming her as he would any tigress in just a few sloppy motions.

From there on, the princess can only gasp and whine in discomfort as Rajah's thighs continue to slap against hers, eyes wide and streaming with tears as his thick, throbbing cock ruins her for any other male. Her toes curl and her back arches, body aching for each new helping of tiger dick even as her mind shatters. You see her eyes gradually rolling back, drool pooling at the sides of her mouth as the girl is fucked into a state of helplessness.

Finally, you see Rajah's frame tense as he sheathes himself within Jasmine one final time. She utters a sharp scream of revulsion as Rajah cums inside her, sobbing and flailing against him ineffectually as her abdomen is bloated with his seed. Her belly gurgles and distends as it's pumped full of feline cum... Cum capable of impregnating a human female, just as you had orchestrated.

And, in just those few minutes of breathless interspecies fucking, Jasmine had been thoroughly bred; stuffed with a burgeoning litter of half-tiger half-human hybrids, the females of which will surely become your playthings one day. You smile at the thought as you watch Jasmine's body tremor during the last moments of her violent climax, blood-laced cum oozing openly from her well-used pussy as Rajah pulls out.

"Rajah... How could you?" Jasmine whimpers, curling up in a sobbing, shuddering ball. You approach her as the tiger moves over to slump down in the corner, breathing heavily after his recent conquest.

The princess lies quivering at your feet, sure to be obey now that her dignity and illusions of power in this realm have been so thoroughly shattered... But how will you proceed? Perhaps now is the time to show her mercy?

[[FRFSS: Offer your hand and take her to get cleaned up|Offer your hand and take her to get cleaned up]]

[[FRFSS: Hold her arms apart and get off using her mouth and tits|Hold her arms apart and get off using her mouth and tits]]

[[FRFSS: Pin her down, fuck her, and cum inside|Pin her down, fuck her, and cum inside]]

[[Category: Female Relative in, Fictional Sex Surrogate out!]]

FRFSS: Transform the family dog into a horny version of Raja

2016-10-06T18:26:49Z

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2016-10-06T18:26:48Z

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You leave the young, cum-drenched princess where she lies as you run up the stairs to call your dog, who answers dutifully and comes bounding down the stairs behind you as you return to the basement.

Jasmine has moved during your absence, having slunk down to the floor beside the scanner to weep bitterly as she wipes the cum from her face, her puffy eyes following you nervously as you approach the computer with dog in tow.

You heft the little guy up on top of the scanner, and he wags his tail and gazes between the two of you uncomprehendingly as you key the specifications into the computer - then the scanner fires up again, once again filling the room with a bright light.

By the time the light disappates your dog is gone... And a nearly full-grown tiger is slinking to the floor from atop the scanner, sniffing appraisingly at the princess curled up on the floor as she regards him with disbelief.

"Raja...?" she gasps, joy suddenly coming to her caked features as she throws her arms around his neck, "Raja!! You came for me!!"

She's so consumed by excitement and relief that she hardly even notices as the tiger insistently nudges at her with his nose and rocks her back on to the floor with his bulk, probably assuming that he's just playing or being affectionate.

...But as the tiger takes a mounting stance and braces a big paw at either side of her head, even the sheltered young princess begins to understand the situation, her eyes widening in terror. "RAJA?! What are you doing?" she exclaims, trying in vain to push him off before starting to writhe in desperation, "RAJA!! PLEASE, NO! IT'S ME!!!"

"Raja" seems increasingly feral the closer he gets to breeding Jasmine, tearing at her slutty clothes with tooth and claw and snarling as he goes. Jasmine continues to wail and squirm, begging him to stop... But she falls silent once her bottoms are shorn aside and that fat, barbed tiger cock comes to dangle within inches of her exposed slit.

"Raja... Raja..." she gasps weakly as tears stream from her eyes, mascara running while she tries to dissuade him... But it's too late. She can only utter a shrill squeak of pain as Raja's cockhead is lodged inside of her for the first time, her legs curling around his haunches involuntarily as new sensations overwhelm her senses.

Her eyes start to glaze over, no doubt her conscious mind trying to repress the experience of being bred by her best animal friend... But the pain of him straining at her hymen brings her back, her tongue lolling out in an unmitigated shriek as the tiger roughly bucks his hips, soundly stealing her virginity and claiming her as he would any tigress in just a few sloppy motions.

From there on, the princess can only gasp and whine in discomfort as Raja's thighs continue to slap against hers, eyes wide and streaming with tears as his thick, throbbing cock ruins her for any other male. Her toes curl and her back arches, body aching for each new helping of tiger dick even as her mind shatters. You see her eyes gradually rolling back, drool pooling at the sides of her mouth as the girl is fucked into a state of helplessness.

Finally, you see Raja's frame tense as he sheathes himself within Jasmine one final time. She utters a sharp scream of revulsion as Raja cums inside her, sobbing and flailing against him ineffectually as her abdomen is bloated with his seed. Her belly gurgles and distends as it's pumped full of feline cum... Cum capable of impregnating a human female, just as you had orchestrated.

And, in just those few minutes of breathless interspecies fucking, Jasmine had been thoroughly bred; stuffed with a burgeoning litter of half-tiger half-human hybrids, the females of which will surely become your playthings one day. You smile at the thought as you watch Jasmine's body tremor during the last moments of her violent climax, blood-laced cum oozing openly from her well-used pussy as Raja pulls out.

"Raja... Raja... How could you?" Jasmine whimpers, curling up in a sobbing, shuddering ball. You approach her as the tiger moves over to slump down in the corner, breathing heavily after his recent conquest.

The princess lies quivering at your feet, sure to be obey now that her dignity and illusions of power in this realm have been so thoroughly shattered... But how will you proceed? Perhaps now is the time to show her mercy?

[[FRFSS: Offer your hand and take her to get cleaned up|Offer your hand and take her to get cleaned up]]

[[FRFSS: Hold her arms apart and get off using her mouth and tits|Hold her arms apart and get off using her mouth and tits]]

[[FRFSS: Pin her down, fuck her, and cum inside|Pin her down, fuck her, and cum inside]]

[[Category: Female Relative in, Fictional Sex Surrogate out!]]

FRFSS: Grind on her face until you splatter it with cum

2016-10-06T18:23:13Z

Etcetera:

Jasmine's eyes have already begun to water by the time she notices you approaching, true tears springing to her eyes when you grab her by the hair. "N-No, please...!" she cries, recoiling as you begin to unzip your jeans, "Rajah...! Help me!"

She manages to utter little more before your dick and balls are pressed flat to the princess' face, her mingled eyeshadow, lipstick, and fresh tears streaking your shaft with colour as you lewdly smear your genitals against her face.

"H-HAAaaaACKkk...!!" comes young Jasmine's wordless complaint as she writhes in your grasp, struggling to get her royal face out of your groin - but you redouble your efforts, roughly pressing her back flat against the scanner and all but mounting her face, the girl's fat, slutty lips forming broken sobs as your balls repeatedly obscure them, the girl gagging each time your sour sack dips into her mouth.

Finally, you can't take anymore; the girl looses a desperate gasp as you finally stop grinding on her face, and you get a brief glimpse of her relieved, cosmetics-smeared face before you poise your throbbing cocktip against her lips and pump thick gout after thick gout of semen out over her beautiful features!

She screams as her face is coated in spunk, breathing raggedly and wetly between mouthfuls of your cum as her face is utterly coated in jizz, her head lolling from the strain of being so thoroughly used. You finish by plunging your cock deep between her lips during the final few spasms of your climax, her inexperienced throat closing violently and roughly milking you of the last of your seed!

You pull out to see her mouth gushing with cum, the little princess not knowing to swallow; instead she sputters and gurgles as the cum drizzles out of her mouth, dappling her neck, tits, and collarbone in the process, her wide and fearful eyes finally meeting yours through a mask of cum.

"P-Please..." she utters in a small voice, "I'll go b-back to the palace... Just... No more..." She lies back on the scanner, breasts jiggling faintly in her cum-smeared top as she utters a final word; "...Rajah..."

[[FRFSS: Apologize and start treating her nicely|Apologize and start treating her nicely]]

[[FRFSS: Transform the family dog into a horny version of Rajah|Transform the family dog into a horny version of Rajah]]

[[FRFSS: Fuck her heavy tits until you splatter her face with cum again|Fuck her heavy tits until you splatter her face with cum again]]

[[Category:Female Relative in, Fictional Sex Surrogate out!]]

FRFSS: Grind on her face until you splatter it with cum

2016-10-04T19:33:44Z

Etcetera: Created page with 'Jasmine's eyes have already begun to water by the time she notices you approaching, true tears springing to her eyes when you grab her by the hair. "N-No, please...!" she cries, …'

Jasmine's eyes have already begun to water by the time she notices you approaching, true tears springing to her eyes when you grab her by the hair. "N-No, please...!" she cries, recoiling as you begin to unzip your jeans, "Raja...! Help me!"

She manages to utter little more before your dick and balls are pressed flat to the princess' face, her mingled eyeshadow, lipstick, and fresh tears streaking your shaft with colour as you lewdly smear your genitals against her face.

"H-HAAaaaACKkk...!!" comes young Jasmine's wordless complaint as she writhes in your grasp, struggling to get her royal face out of your groin - but you redouble your efforts, roughly pressing her back flat against the scanner and all but mounting her face, the girl's fat, slutty lips forming broken sobs as your balls repeatedly obscure them, the girl gagging each time your sour sack dips into her mouth.

Finally, you can't take anymore; the girl looses a desperate gasp as you finally stop grinding on her face, and you get a brief glimpse of her relieved, cosmetics-smeared face before you poise your throbbing cocktip against her lips and pump thick gout after thick gout of semen out over her beautiful features!

She screams as her face is coated in spunk, breathing raggedly and wetly between mouthfuls of your cum as her face is utterly coated in jizz, her head lolling from the strain of being so thoroughly used. You finish by plunging your cock deep between her lips during the final few spasms of your climax, her inexperienced throat closing violently and roughly milking you of the last of your seed!

You pull out to see her mouth gushing with cum, the little princess not knowing to swallow; instead she sputters and gurgles as the cum drizzles out of her mouth, dappling her neck, tits, and collarbone in the process, her wide and fearful eyes finally meeting yours through a mask of cum.

"P-Please..." she utters in a small voice, "I'll go b-back to the palace... Just... No more..." She lies back on the scanner, breasts jiggling faintly in her cum-smeared top as she utters a final word; "...Raja..."

[[FRFSS: Apologize and start treating her nicely|Apologize and start treating her nicely]]

[[FRFSS: Transform the family dog into a horny version of Raja|Transform the family dog into a horny version of Raja]]

[[FRFSS: Fuck her heavy tits until you splatter her face with cum again|Fuck her heavy tits until you splatter her face with cum again]]

[[Category:Female Relative in, Fictional Sex Surrogate out!]]

FRFSS: 1 and 2 (Young Jasmine)

2016-10-04T19:30:07Z

Etcetera:

You confirm the process of transforming your little sister into princess Jasmine at her age, but not before using the makeup and body slider options to doll her new form up for you... And draining your sister's brain in favour of young Jasmine's, who will surely be surprised to suddenly appear outside her reality in a body totally unbefitting her age.

A bright light fills the room as the transformation occurs, and when your vision returns you're met with the sight of a young princess Jasmine sitting where your sister had been, blinking rapidly as her mind tries to adjust to her new surroundings.

"F-Father...?" she asks timidly, her luscious, newly-bloated lips struggling with the consonants, "Where did you go? What of my lessons?"

Suddenly an impish smile begins to slowly spread across her face, her dark and heavily-shadowed eyes surveying the room. "...Am I outside the palace?" She giggles girlishly at the prospect and bounces with joy, causing the ridiculous G-cup tits you'd endowed her with to jiggle animatedly in her thin, teal-coloured top.

"Yes." you answer, eyes roving the rest of her customized frame; her massive hips, tits, ass and lips all contradict her apparent age, as well as the gleaming blue-green accessories that line her petite frame; lipstick, belly-stud, tongue-stud, and nailpolish on every nail. She seems to notice the changes as you do, her cheeks flushing instantly.

"OH!! What is this...?" she asks in disbelief, manicured fingers roving her form before reaching down to toy with her belly-stud, "...Father would never approve."

As you approach she'd meet your eyes, her gaze a little fearful now - no doubt her new "developments" had given her an idea of your true intentions. "W-What do you intend?' she asks, voice wavering, "My father will pay handsomely for my return..."

[[FRFSS: Tell her to do as you say if she wants to return to her father|Tell her to do as you say if she wants to return to her father]]

[[FRFSS: Grind on her face until you splatter it with cum|Grind on her face until you splatter it with cum]]

[[FRFSS: Tug her head close and start fucking her mouth|Tug her head close and start fucking her mouth]]
[[Category:Female Relative in, Fictional Sex Surrogate out!]]

FRFSS: Transform the family dog into a horny version of Rajah

2016-10-04T19:27:04Z

Etcetera:

You leave the young, cum-drenched princess where she lies as you run up the stairs to call your dog, who answers dutifully and comes bounding down the stairs behind you as you return to the basement.

Jasmine has moved during your absence, having slunk down to the floor beside the scanner to weep bitterly as she wipes the cum from her face, her puffy eyes following you nervously as you approach the computer with dog in tow.

You heft the little guy up on top of the scanner, and he wags his tail and gazes between the two of you uncomprehendingly as you key the specifications into the computer - then the scanner fires up again, once again filling the room with a bright light.

By the time the light disappates your dog is gone... And a nearly full-grown tiger is slinking to the floor from atop the scanner, sniffing appraisingly at the princess curled up on the floor as she regards him with disbelief.

"Raja...?" she gasps, joy suddenly coming to her caked features as she throws her arms around his neck, "Raja!! You came for me!!"

She's so consumed by excitement and relief that she hardly even notices as the tiger insistently nudges at her with his nose and rocks her back on to the floor with his bulk, probably assuming that he's just playing or being affectionate.

...But as the tiger takes a mounting stance and braces a big paw at either side of her head, even the sheltered young princess begins to understand the situation, her eyes widening in terror. "RAJA?! What are you doing?" she exclaims, trying in vain to push him off before starting to writhe in desperation, "RAJA!! PLEASE, NO! IT'S ME!!!"

"Raja" seems increasingly feral the closer he gets to breeding Jasmine, tearing at her slutty clothes with tooth and claw and snarling as he goes. Jasmine continues to wail and squirm, begging him to stop... But she falls silent once her bottoms are shorn aside and that fat, barbed tiger cock comes to dangle within inches of her exposed slit.

"Raja... Raja..." she gasps weakly as tears stream from her eyes, mascara running while she tries to dissuade him... But it's too late. She can only utter a shrill squeak of pain as Raja's cockhead is lodged inside of her for the first time, her legs curling around his haunches involuntarily as new sensations overwhelm her senses.

Her eyes start to glaze over, no doubt her conscious mind trying to repress the experience of being bred by her best animal friend... But the pain of him straining at her hymen brings her back, her tongue lolling out in an unmitigated shriek as the tiger roughly bucks his hips, soundly stealing her virginity and claiming her as he would any tigress in just a few sloppy motions.

From there on, the princess can only gasp and whine in discomfort as Raja's thighs continue to slap against hers, eyes wide and streaming with tears as his thick, throbbing cock ruins her for any other male. Her toes curl and her back arches, body aching for each new helping of tiger dick even as her mind shatters. You see her eyes gradually rolling back, drool pooling at the sides of her mouth as the girl is fucked into a state of helplessness.

Finally, you see Raja's frame tense as he sheathes himself within Jasmine one final time. She utters a sharp scream of revulsion as Raja cums inside her, sobbing and flailing against him ineffectually as her abdomen is bloated with his seed. Her belly gurgles and distends as it's pumped full of feline cum... Cum capable of impregnating a human female, just as you had orchestrated.

And, in just those few minutes of breathless interspecies fucking, Jasmine had been thoroughly bred; stuffed with a burgeoning litter of half-tiger half-human hybrids, the females of which will surely become your playthings one day. You smile at the thought as you watch Jasmine's body tremor during the last moments of her violent climax, blood-laced cum oozing openly from her well-used pussy as Raja pulls out.

"Raja... Raja... How could you?" Jasmine whimpers, curling up in a sobbing, shuddering ball. You approach her as the tiger moves over to slump down in the corner, breathing heavily after his recent conquest.

The princess lies quivering at your feet, sure to be obey now that her dignity and illusions of power in this realm have been so thoroughly shattered... But how will you proceed? Perhaps now is the time to show her mercy?

[[FRFSS: Offer your hand and take her to get cleaned up|Offer your hand and take her to get cleaned up]]

[[FRFSS: Hold her arms apart and get off using her mouth and tits|Hold her arms apart and get off using her mouth and tits]]

[[FRFSS: Pin her down, fuck her, and cum inside|Pin her down, fuck her, and cum inside]]

[[Category: Female Relative in, Fictional Sex Surrogate out!]]

FRFSS: Transform the family dog into a horny version of Rajah

2016-10-04T19:25:46Z

Etcetera: Created page with 'You leave the young, cum-drenched princess where she lies as you run up the stairs to call your dog, who answers dutifully and comes bounding down the stairs behind you as you re…'

You leave the young, cum-drenched princess where she lies as you run up the stairs to call your dog, who answers dutifully and comes bounding down the stairs behind you as you return to the basement.

Jasmine has moved during your absence, having slunk down to the floor beside the scanner to weep bitterly as she wipes the cum from her face, her puffy eyes following you nervously as you approach the computer with dog in tow.

You heft the little guy up on top of the scanner, and he wags his tail and gazes between the two of you uncomprehendingly as you key the specifications into the computer - then the scanner fires up again, once again filling the room with a bright light.

By the time the light disappates your dog is gone... And a nearly full-grown tiger is slinking to the floor from atop the scanner, sniffing appraisingly at the princess curled up on the floor as she regards him with disbelief.

"Raja...?" she gasps, joy suddenly coming to her caked features as she throws her arms around his neck, "Raja!! You came for me!!"

She's so consumed by excitement and relief that she hardly even notices as the tiger insistently nudges at her with his nose and rocks her back on to the floor with his bulk, probably assuming that he's just playing or being affectionate.

...But as the tiger takes a mounting stance and braces a big paw at either side of her head, even the sheltered young princess begins to understand the situation, her eyes widening in terror. "RAJA?! What are you doing?" she exclaims, trying in vain to push him off before starting to writhe in desperation, "RAJA!! PLEASE, NO! IT'S ME!!!"

"Raja" seems increasingly feral the closer he gets to breeding Jasmine, tearing at her slutty clothes with tooth and claw and snarling as he goes. Jasmine continues to wail and squirm, begging him to stop... But she falls silent once her bottoms are shorn aside and that fat, barbed tiger cock comes to dangle within inches of her exposed slit.

"Raja... Raja..." she gasps weakly as tears stream from her eyes, mascara running while she tries to dissuade him... But it's too late. She can only utter a shrill squeak of pain as Raja's cockhead is lodged inside of her for the first time, her legs curling around his haunches involuntarily as new sensations overwhelm her senses.

Her eyes start to glaze over, no doubt her conscious mind trying to repress the experience of being bred by her best animal friend... But the pain of him straining at her hymen brings her back, her tongue lolling out in an unmitigated shriek as the tiger roughly bucks his hips, soundly stealing her virginity and claiming her as he would any tigress in just a few sloppy motions.

From there on, the princess can only gasp and whine in discomfort as Raja's thighs continue to slap against hers, eyes wide and streaming with tears as his thick, throbbing cock ruins her for any other male. Her toes curl and her back arches, body aching for each new helping of tiger dick even as her mind shatters. You see her eyes gradually rolling back, drool pooling at the sides of her mouth as the girl is fucked into a state of helplessness.

Finally, you see Raja's frame tense as he sheathes himself within Jasmine one final time. She utters a sharp scream of revulsion as Raja cums inside her, sobbing and flailing against him ineffectually as her abdomen is bloated with his seed. Her belly gurgles and distends as it's pumped full of feline cum... Cum capable of impregnating a human female, just as you had orchestrated.

And, in just those few minutes of breathless interspecies fucking, Jasmine had been thoroughly bred; stuffed with a burgeoning litter of half-tiger half-human hybrids, the females of which will surely become your playthings one day. You smile at the thought as you watch Jasmine's body tremor during the last moments of her violent climax, blood-laced cum oozing openly from her well-used pussy as Raja pulls out.

"Raja... Raja... How could you?" Jasmine whimpers, curling up in a sobbing, shuddering ball. You approach her as the tiger moves over to slump down in the corner, breathing heavily after his recent conquest.

The princess lies quivering at your feet, sure to be obey now that her dignity and illusions of power in this realm have been so thoroughly shattered... But how will you proceed? Perhaps now is the time to show her mercy?

[[FRFSS: Offer your hand and take her to get cleaned up|Offer your hand and take her to get cleaned up]]

[[FRFSS: Hold her arms apart and get off using her mouth and tits|Hold her arms apart and get off using her mouth and tits]]

[[FRFSS: Pin her down, fuck her, and cum inside|Pin her down, fuck her, and cum inside]]

FRFSS: Your little sister

2016-09-29T18:16:20Z

Etcetera:

You decide on your little sister. You text her to meet you in the basement and soon hear her bare feet bounding excitedly down the stairs. "Is it ready?" she chirps, to which you nod and gesture for her to sit on top of a scanner-like object beside your computer.

"It won't work if you aren't naked." you advise, to which she blushes.

"R-Really?" she asks, hesitantly toying with the hem of her cute lime-green top.

"Take off your clothes." you command.

She nods uneasily, shaking a bit as she lifts her top and bares her lithe, pale torso. Her breasts are just coming in; still pretty flat, but capped with rosy nipples. She slides her skirt and panties down quickly, as if nervous you'll peep, and you only catch a glimpse of her slit before she's planted her plump ass on your scanner and crossed her legs.

"Okay... Ready." she says, eyeing you warily as you turn your attention away from her body and to the options before you on-screen.

"What do you want me to make you?" you ask, smiling.

"Umm... How about Princess Jasmine from Aladdin?" she asks, having a thing for Disney princesses, "But if she were my age?"

"Sure." you answer - but in truth, many other possibilities are flooding your mind... And even should you choose to honour her request, nothing is stopping you from taking advantage of young princess Jasmine the moment she materializes!

What do you turn your sister into?

[[FRFSS: Young Princess Jasmine (Aladdin)|Young Princess Jasmine (Aladdin)]]

[[FRFSS: Adult Princess Jasmine (Aladdin)|Adult Princess Jasmine (Aladdin)]]

[[FRFSS: Dixie Kong (Donkey Kong Country 3)|Dixie Kong (Donkey Kong Country 3)]]

[[FRFSS: Tiny Kong (Donkey Kong 64)|Tiny Kong (Donkey Kong 64)]]

[[FRFSS: Candy Kong (Donkey Kong Country)|Candy Kong (Donkey Kong Country)]]

[[FRFSS: Kairi (Kingdom Hearts)|Kairi (Kingdom Hearts)]]

[[FRFSS: Namine (Kingdom Hearts 2)|Namine (Kingdom Hearts 2)]]

[[FRFSS: Princess Peach (Super Mario Bros.)|Princess Peach (Super Mario Bros.)]]

[[FRFSS: Rosalina (Super Mario Galaxy)|Rosalina (Super Mario Galaxy)]]

[[FRFSS: Wendy Koopa (Super Mario World)|Wendy Koopa (Super Mario World)]]

[[Category:Female Relative in, Fictional Sex Surrogate out!]]

FRFSS: Your little sister

2016-09-29T13:46:46Z

Etcetera:

You decide on your little sister. You text her to meet you in the basement and soon hear her bare feet bounding excitedly down the stairs. "Is it ready?" she chirps, to which you nod and gesture for her to sit on top of a scanner-like object beside your computer.

"It won't work if you aren't naked." you advise, to which she blushes.

"R-Really?" she asks, hesitantly toying with the hem of her cute lime-green top.

"Take off your clothes." you command.

She nods uneasily, shaking a bit as she lifts her top and bares her lithe, pale torso. Her breasts are just coming in; still pretty flat, but capped with rosy nipples. She slides her skirt and panties down quickly, as if nervous you'll peep, and you only catch a glimpse of her slit before she's planted her plump ass on your scanner and crossed her legs.

"Okay... Ready." she says, eyeing you warily as you turn your attention away from her body and to the options before you on-screen.

"What do you want me to make you?" you ask, smiling.

"Umm... How about Princess Jasmine from Aladdin?" she asks, having a thing for Disney princesses, "But if she were my age?"

"Sure." you answer - but in truth, many other possibilities are flooding your mind... And even should you choose to honour her request, nothing is stopping you from taking advantage of young princess Jasmine the moment she materializes!

What do you turn your sister into?

[[FRFSS: Young Princess Jasmine (Aladdin)|Young Princess Jasmine (Aladdin)]]

[[FRFSS: Adult Princess Jasmine (Aladdin)|Adult Princess Jasmine (Aladdin)]]

[[FRFSS: Dixie Kong (Donkey Kong Country 3)|Dixie Kong (Donkey Kong Country 3)]]

[[Category:Female Relative in, Fictional Sex Surrogate out!]]

FRFSS: 1 and 2 (Young Jasmine)

2016-09-28T19:44:03Z

Etcetera: Created page with 'You confirm the process of transforming your little sister into princess Jasmine at her age, but not before using the makeup and body slider options to doll her new form up for y…'

You confirm the process of transforming your little sister into princess Jasmine at her age, but not before using the makeup and body slider options to doll her new form up for you... And draining your sister's brain in favour of young Jasmine's, who will surely be surprised to suddenly appear outside her reality in a body totally unbefitting her age.

A bright light fills the room as the transformation occurs, and when your vision returns you're met with the sight of a young princess Jasmine sitting where your sister had been, blinking rapidly as her mind tries to adjust to her new surroundings.

"F-Father...?" she asks timidly, her luscious, newly-bloated lips struggling with the consonants, "Where did you go? What of my lessons?"

Suddenly an impish smile begins to slowly spread across her face, her dark and heavily-shadowed eyes surveying the room. "...Am I outside the palace?" She giggles girlishly at the prospect and bounces with joy, causing the ridiculous G-cup tits you'd endowed her with to jiggle animatedly in her thin, teal-coloured top.

"Yes." you answer, eyes roving the rest of her customized frame; her massive hips, tits, ass and lips all contradict her apparent age, as well as the gleaming blue-green accessories that line her petite frame; lipstick, belly-stud, tongue-stud, and nailpolish on every nail. She seems to notice the changes as you do, her cheeks flushing instantly.

"OH!! What is this...?" she asks in disbelief, manicured fingers roving her form before reaching down to toy with her belly-stud, "...Father would never approve."

As you approach she'd meet your eyes, her gaze a little fearful now - no doubt her new "developments" had given her an idea of your true intentions. "W-What do you intend?' she asks, voice wavering, "My father will pay handsomely for my return..."

[[TRFSS: Tell her to do as you say if she wants to return to her father|Tell her to do as you say if she wants to return to her father]]

[[TRFSS: Grind on her face until you splatter it with cum|Grind on her face until you splatter it with cum]]

[[TRFSS: Tug her head close and start fucking her mouth|Tug her head close and start fucking her mouth]]

FRFSS: Young Princess Jasmine (Aladdin)

2016-09-28T19:38:26Z

Etcetera: Created page with 'You choose to grant your sister's request... But the options menu seems to beckon, featuring all sorts of tantalizing options for "customizing" your sister's new look. You cons…'

You choose to grant your sister's request... But the options menu seems to beckon, featuring all sorts of tantalizing options for "customizing" your sister's new look.

You consider them for a moment before locking in the transformation sequence;

[[FRFSS: Replace her mind with young Jasmine's (Young Jasmine)|1. Replace her mind with young Jasmine's]]

[[FRFSS: Give her an outrageously slutty body (Young Jasmine)|2. Give her an outrageously slutty body]]

[[FRFSS: Lock her into a state of neverending arousal (Young Jasmine|3. Lock her into a state of neverending arousal]]

[[FRFSS: All of the above (Young Jasmine)|All of the above]]

[[FRFSS: 1 and 2 (Young Jasmine)|1 and 2]]

[[FRFSS: 1 and 3 (Young Jasmine)|1 and 3]]

[[FRFSS: 2 and 3 (Young Jasmine)|2 and 3]]

[[FRFSS: No extra options (Young Jasmine)|No extra options]]

FRFSS: Your little sister

2016-09-28T19:29:17Z

Etcetera:

FRFSS: Your little sister

2016-09-28T19:26:30Z

Etcetera: Created page with 'You decide on your little sister. You text her to meet you in the basement and soon hear her bare feet bounding excitedly down the stairs. "Is it ready?" she chirps, to which you…'

Female Relative in, Fictional Sex Surrogate out!

2016-09-28T19:21:05Z

Etcetera:

'''Author's note:

'''Hello, friends!

'''This is intended to be a fun story in which your character's mom and sister volunteer to be transformed into fictional characters.

'''Feel free to contribute, and edit the page of whichever relative you choose to include the transformation options you desire. Also feel free to add more customization choices for a transformation option - even if it's someone else's work. Just don't interfere with the content or structure of anything they've written!

'''Finally, please take care with your grammar and post-coding. Serious mishandling of either will result in deletion.

'''All that said, have fun! And don't do anything I wouldn't do.

Your mom and sister have supported your endeavours as a computer genius every step of the way, so they're not at all incredulous when you reveal that you've finally perfected a device that will manifest fictional characters in real life.

There's just one catch; it requires a human host body to work, and if a personality transfer is desired, a human mind to overwrite as well! Even so, your mom and little sister both come to you in private and volunteer to be your first test subjects.

It makes sense. You're in high school, but your sister is younger... And she's bullied a lot for embracing the same nerdy shit that you do. It's only natural that she'd want to escape... Especially if it's into the body of one of her favourite video game heroines!

Your mom has been fairly listless and bored since dad left, living off Uncle George's inheritance and lounging around the house in increasingly pajamalike clothing. She's attractive and sports a generous rack, but she's been playing a lot of games with you and your sister lately... Maybe she just wants a change?

In any case, you sit at your transformation rig wondering who to fetch for your first test... You love them both, but this presents an excellent opportunity to make them yours - permanently.

After all, the options you can select in transforming them are pretty intensive... You can choose whether they retain their minds and memories, or are overwritten with those of the character. You can alter the dimensions and specifications of the body they'll manifest in to your every whim... And you can even toggle their resting arousal level, ensuring that a moment after your mom or sister are transferred, you could have your cock pumping sloppily between their willing lips!

The possibilities are endless... But who should you experiment on first?

[[FRFSS: Your mom|Your mom]]

[[FRFSS: Your little sister|Your little sister]]

Female Relative in, Fictional Sex Surrogate out!

2016-09-28T19:19:22Z

Etcetera: Created page with ''''Author's note: '''Hello, friends! '''This is intended to be a fun story in which your character's mom and sister volunteer to be transformed into fictional characters. '''F…'

'''Author's note:

'''Hello, friends!

'''This is intended to be a fun story in which your character's mom and sister volunteer to be transformed into fictional characters.

'''Feel free to contribute, and edit the page of whichever relative you choose to include the transformation options you desire. Also feel free to add more customization choices for a transformation option - even if it's someone else's work. Just don't interfere with the content or structure of anything they've written!

'''Finally, please take care with your grammar and post-coding. Serious mishandling of either will result in deletion.

'''All that said, have fun! And don't do anything I wouldn't do.

Your mom and sister have supported your endeavours as a computer genius every step of the way, so they're not at all incredulous when you reveal that you've finally perfected a device that will manifest fictional characters in real life.

There's just one catch; it requires a human host body to work, and if a personality transfer is desired, a human mind to overwrite as well! Even so, your mom and little sister both come to you in private and volunteer to be your first test subjects.

It makes sense. You're in high school, but your sister is younger... And she's bullied a lot for embracing the same nerdy shit that you do. It's only natural that she'd want to escape... Especially if it's into the body of one of her favourite video game heroines!

Your mom has been fairly listless and bored since dad left, living off Uncle George's inheritance and lounging around the house in increasingly pajamalike clothing. She's attractive and sports a generous rack, but she's been playing a lot of games with you and your sister lately... Maybe she just wants a change?

In any case, you sit at your transformation rig wondering who to fetch for your first test... You love them both, but this presents an excellent opportunity to make them yours - permanently.

After all, the options you can select in transforming them are pretty intensive... You can choose whether they retain their minds and memories, or are overwritten with those of the character. You can alter the dimensions and specifications of the body they'll manifest in to your every whim... And you can even toggle their resting arousal level, ensuring that a moment after your mom or sister are transferred, you could have your cock pumping sloppily between their willing lips!

The possibilities are endless... But who should you experiment on first?

[[TRFS: Your mom|Your mom]]

[[TRFS: Your little sister|Your little sister]]

All Adult Stories/F

2016-09-28T18:48:06Z

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|[[falling for him]] || {{PAGESINCAT:falling for him}} || {{DNE}} {{Private}}
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|[[Fallout]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Fallout}} || {{DNE}}
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|[[Fallout 0]] || {{PAGESINCAT: Fallout 0}} || {{Public}}
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|[[Fallout 4]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Fallout 4}} || {{Public}}
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|[[Fallout 4 Revised]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Fallout 4 Revised}} || {{Public}} Much like one above, just simpler
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|[[Fallout Shorts]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Fallout Shorts}} || {{Public}}
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|[[Fallout:The Wastes]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Fallout:The Wastes}} || {{DNE}}
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|[[Faction (Gay)]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Faction (Gay)}} || {{DNE}}
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|[[the Fairly Oddparents:timantha "hot" adventure]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Timantha's "hot" adventure}} || {{Public}}
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|[[The Family Business]] || {{PAGESINCAT:The Family Business}} || {{DNE}}
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|[[The Family Dog]] || {{PAGESINCAT:The Family Dog}} || {{Public}}
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|[[family guy|Family Guy]] || 4 || {{Public}}
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|[[Family Holiday]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Family Holiday}} || {{Private}}
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|[[ The Family Home]]|| 0 || private
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|[[Family Life]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Family Life}} || {{Public}}
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|[[Family Love]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Family Love}} || {{DNE}}
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|[[A Family Matter]] || 15 || {{Private}} (Contain incest, lesbian, young)
|-
|[[A Family of Nuns]] || {{PAGESINCAT:A Family of Nuns}} || {{DNE}}
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|[[Family Possession]] || 41 || {{Public}}
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|[[The Family Secret]] || 5 || {{DNE}}
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|[[Family Ties]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Family Ties}} || {{Public}}
|-
|[[Family Values]] || ? || {{Public}}
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|[[Fantasy Gay Sex]](Gay) || 0 || {{DNE}}
|-
|[[Fantasy Land]] || ? || {{Public}}
|-
|[[ Fantasy Journey]] || ? || {{Public}}
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|[[Fantasy Life]] || 63 || {{Public}} (Can be as crazy as you want it to be. Please go out of your way to make sure that all contributions use proper grammar. Any contributions with poor grammar will be deleted promptly.)
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|[[Feel Good]] || 5 || '''Only Women Protagonists''' {{Public}} ''' CONTRIBUTIONS WITH POOR GRAMMAR AND/OR TASTE WILL BE IMMEDIATELY REMOVED.'''
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|[[Female Relative in, Fictional Sex Surrogate out!]] || 3 || {{Public}}
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|[[Fetish Hotel]] || ? || {{DNE}}
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|[[Filthy Rich McBillionaire]] || ? || {{DNE}}
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|[[Finky's Mansion]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Finky's Mansion}} || {{DNE}}
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|[[First Day At College]](Gay) || {{PAGESINCAT:First Day At College}} || {{DNE}}
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|[[The Fountain of Youth]] || 2 || {{Private}}
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|[[Forced Exhibitionist]] || 24 || {{Public}}
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|[[Forcing your little daughter ]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Forcing your little daughter }} || {{Public}}
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|[[Forest Life]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Forest Life}} || {{Public}} (Edit, but edits must make sense. Anything that seems too random will get deleted.)
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|[[Freedom Keeper]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Freedom Keeper}} || {{Public}} (Please Edit and add more pages, just keep it realistic!)
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|[[Freshman Dream]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Freshman Dream}} || {{Public}}
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|[[Freshman Year]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Freshman Year}} || {{Public}}
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|[[Friday night|Friday Night]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Friday Night}} || {{Public}}
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|[[That Friend Jake]] || {{PAGESINCAT:That Friend Jake}} || {{Public}}
|-
|[[Frozen heart]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Frozen heart}} || {{Public}}
|-
|[[Fuck Your Friend]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Fuck Your Friend}} || {{Public}}
|-
|[[Fucking Classy]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Fucking Classy}} || {{Public}}
|-
|[[Fucking in Faerun]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Fucking in Faerun}} || {{Public}}
|-
|[[Fun Times in Oceanview City]](Lesbian) || ({{PAGESINCAT:Fun Times in Oceanview City}}) || {{DNE}}
|-
|[[Fun time in school]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Fun time in school}} || {{Public}}
|-
|[[Fun With The Family]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Fun With The Family}} || {{DNE}} || {{Pit watchlist|pages=2|edited=19 May 2015}}
|-
|[[Furries and Sex]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Furries and Sex}} || {{Public}} || {{Pit watchlist|pages=3|edited=5 March 2014}}
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|[[Furry Fling]] || 8 || {{Public}} || {{Pit watchlist|pages=8|edited=9/16/2013}}
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|[[Furry World]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Furry World}} || {{Public}}
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|[[Furry Fantasy]] || 0 || {{Private}} (''read guide before posting'')
|-
|[[Futa Club]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Futa Club}} || {{Private}}
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|[[Futa Kingdom]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Futa Kingdom}} || {{Public}}
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|[[Futa Problems]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Futa Problems}} || {{Public}}
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|[[Futa Quest]] || ? || {{Private}}
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|[[The Futa Story]] || ? || {{Public}}(, do not edit written pages)
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All Adult Stories/F

2016-09-28T18:45:15Z

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|[[Faith's punishment]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Faith's punishment}} || {{Public}}
|-
|[[falling for him]] || {{PAGESINCAT:falling for him}} || {{DNE}} {{Private}}
|-
|[[Fallout]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Fallout}} || {{DNE}}
|-
|[[Fallout 0]] || {{PAGESINCAT: Fallout 0}} || {{Public}}
|-
|[[Fallout 4]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Fallout 4}} || {{Public}}
|-
|[[Fallout 4 Revised]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Fallout 4 Revised}} || {{Public}} Much like one above, just simpler
|-
|[[Fallout Shorts]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Fallout Shorts}} || {{Public}}
|-
|[[Fallout:The Wastes]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Fallout:The Wastes}} || {{DNE}}
|-
|[[Faction (Gay)]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Faction (Gay)}} || {{DNE}}
|-
|[[the Fairly Oddparents:timantha "hot" adventure]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Timantha's "hot" adventure}} || {{Public}}
|-
|[[The Family Business]] || {{PAGESINCAT:The Family Business}} || {{DNE}}
|-
|[[The Family Dog]] || {{PAGESINCAT:The Family Dog}} || {{Public}}
|-
|[[family guy|Family Guy]] || 4 || {{Public}}
|-
|[[Family Holiday]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Family Holiday}} || {{Private}}
|-
|[[ The Family Home]]|| 0 || private
|-
|[[Family Life]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Family Life}} || {{Public}}
|-
|[[Family Love]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Family Love}} || {{DNE}}
|-
|[[A Family Matter]] || 15 || {{Private}} (Contain incest, lesbian, young)
|-
|[[A Family of Nuns]] || {{PAGESINCAT:A Family of Nuns}} || {{DNE}}
|-
|[[Family Possession]] || 41 || {{Public}}
|-
|[[The Family Secret]] || 5 || {{DNE}}
|-
|[[Family Ties]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Family Ties}} || {{Public}}
|-
|[[Family Values]] || ? || {{Public}}
|-
|[[Fantasy Gay Sex]](Gay) || 0 || {{DNE}}
|-
|[[Fantasy Land]] || ? || {{Public}}
|-
|[[ Fantasy Journey]] || ? || {{Public}}
|-
|[[Fantasy Life]] || 63 || {{Public}} (Can be as crazy as you want it to be. Please go out of your way to make sure that all contributions use proper grammar. Any contributions with poor grammar will be deleted promptly.)
|-
|[[Feel Good]] || 5 || '''Only Women Protagonists''' {{Public}} ''' CONTRIBUTIONS WITH POOR GRAMMAR AND/OR TASTE WILL BE IMMEDIATELY REMOVED.'''
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[[Female Relative in, Fictional Surrogate out!]] || 3 || {{Public}}
|-
|[[Fetish Hotel]] || ? || {{DNE}}
|-
|[[Filthy Rich McBillionaire]] || ? || {{DNE}}
|-
|[[Finky's Mansion]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Finky's Mansion}} || {{DNE}}
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|[[First Day At College]](Gay) || {{PAGESINCAT:First Day At College}} || {{DNE}}
|-
|[[The Fountain of Youth]] || 2 || {{Private}}
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|[[Forced Exhibitionist]] || 24 || {{Public}}
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|[[Forcing your little daughter ]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Forcing your little daughter }} || {{Public}}
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|[[Forest Life]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Forest Life}} || {{Public}} (Edit, but edits must make sense. Anything that seems too random will get deleted.)
|-
|[[Freedom Keeper]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Freedom Keeper}} || {{Public}} (Please Edit and add more pages, just keep it realistic!)
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|[[Freshman Dream]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Freshman Dream}} || {{Public}}
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|[[Freshman Year]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Freshman Year}} || {{Public}}
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|[[Friday night|Friday Night]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Friday Night}} || {{Public}}
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|[[That Friend Jake]] || {{PAGESINCAT:That Friend Jake}} || {{Public}}
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|[[Frozen heart]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Frozen heart}} || {{Public}}
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|[[Fuck Your Friend]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Fuck Your Friend}} || {{Public}}
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|[[Fucking Classy]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Fucking Classy}} || {{Public}}
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|[[Fucking in Faerun]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Fucking in Faerun}} || {{Public}}
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|[[Fun Times in Oceanview City]](Lesbian) || ({{PAGESINCAT:Fun Times in Oceanview City}}) || {{DNE}}
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|[[Fun time in school]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Fun time in school}} || {{Public}}
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|[[Fun With The Family]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Fun With The Family}} || {{DNE}} || {{Pit watchlist|pages=2|edited=19 May 2015}}
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|[[Furries and Sex]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Furries and Sex}} || {{Public}} || {{Pit watchlist|pages=3|edited=5 March 2014}}
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|[[Furry Fling]] || 8 || {{Public}} || {{Pit watchlist|pages=8|edited=9/16/2013}}
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|[[Furry World]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Furry World}} || {{Public}}
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|[[Furry Fantasy]] || 0 || {{Private}} (''read guide before posting'')
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|[[Futa Club]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Futa Club}} || {{Private}}
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|[[Futa Kingdom]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Futa Kingdom}} || {{Public}}
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|[[Futa Problems]] || {{PAGESINCAT:Futa Problems}} || {{Public}}
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|[[Futa Quest]] || ? || {{Private}}
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|[[The Futa Story]] || ? || {{Public}}(, do not edit written pages)
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[[Category:Adult Stories]]

AUA: Just cuddle up to her

2016-09-23T07:07:30Z

Etcetera:

Sensing that your mom is in a fragile state you decide not to push it, instead simply rolling over and cuddling up to her. She says nothing, but you feel her hand close gratefully around yours before you end up drifting off to sleep.

You awaken in the same position, still curled up to your mom. She's still asleep - she'd always been prone to sleeping in - but you wake her by gently stroking her arm. She blinks awake and turns to look at you, looking bleary and bewildered for a moment before smiling sheepishly... No doubt she still remembers the events of last night.

"Morning, mom." you greet, smiling in return, "Can you go make me breakfast before you run those errands for me?"

Your mother looks temporarily confused by what you could mean by "errands"... Until she remembers what she promised the night before. "Oh... S-Sure, buddy." she replies, blushing, "Do you want my tits out while I make it?"

"Yeah. In fact, no more wearing tops in the house unless I say so - okay?" you specify, your mother looking down shyly as she gives a submissive nod.

"Okay, baby." she answers, trying to avoid your eyes as she nibbles her lip, "Just... No touching, okay? M-Mommy lost her head a little bit last night... I don't want you to think it's okay to ask for that stuff."

"Okay." you answer, trying not to let the reluctance slip into your voice.

"In fact... I had an idea last night. You like girls who... Who take off their clothes for money. Right?" she asks, prompting a nod from you, "W-well... What if instead of making mommy do all those things in a row, you paid me to do just a few things with your allowance?"

You appear skeptical, and so she rushes to explain the rest of her plan.

"It'll be fun, honey... You can stuff money in my clothes and tell me what to do, and we can use it to pay for your school... And to pay off mommy's credit card after all these operations...!" she starts to look desparate as you continue to show your lack of enthusiasm, adding; "...A-And maybe if you give me over $1000 I'll let you touch me...!"

"Touch you how?" you ask, perking up. She appears horrified by what she'd just promised, but she swallows nervously before shyly meeting your eyes.

"Any way you want, honey... B-But no more telling mommy to do naughty things unless you're paying for it, okay?" she offers sweetly; you answer in short order.

"Deal." you reply, reaching down toward your pants on the floor and retrieving a $20 bill, which you shove into your mom's panties, "Wear your SLUT shirt when you're out doing errands today. Go right away, okay?"

Your mother bites her lip again, as if poised to explain to you that she doesn't like wearing that shirt in public, but you see her resistance wither as she glances down at the 20 in her panties. "Okay, sweetie. Hey - maybe you could mow some lawns for the neighbours today? Mommy might take her top off for you for $100~" she says seductively as she rises from the bed and crosses the room, winking over her shoulder before leaving to go get ready. You hear the door slam shortly afterward; she must have left to go run her errands just as you'd ordered.

Your mom seems to think that a boy your age will never scrape together the $1000 required to touch her however you want - at least, not before she can come up with some other rule to keep you from having your way with her - but you have a surprise for her. You glance slyly over to your box of Magic: The Gathering rares from your childhood as you plot an errand of your own.

You've already returned by the time your mom gets home in the late afternoon - she had been busy, after all, and it's obvious from the moment she walks in the door.

She's dressed to show off her newly-bronzed flesh, her spray-tanned skin glistening everywhere her "S L U T" shirt, miniskirt, and platform heels don't cover. Her pink belly-stud and freshly-manicured nails glitter at you as you try to meet her eyes, which are adorned with slutty fake eyelashes and abundant eyeshadow... But the icing on the cake would be your mother's newly-swollen lips, now sumptuously luscious and just *made* for sucking dick.

She gives you a questioning gaze as you beckon her over, but her jaw begins to drop as her eyes fall upon the fat stack of bills at your side. You smile. "Come kneel in front of me, mom - and could you get your tits out for me?"

Your mother slowly makes her way over to your place on the couch, eyeing the stack of bills at your side warily. "S-Sure, honey... But where did you get all that money?"

You smile, casually stuffing a $20 bill into the waistband of your mom's skirt, "I sold my best Magic cards!" you answer, "Now can you kneel down, mom?"

Her eyes are nervous and guilty when she meets yours, clearly knowing that her new "rules" made this possible... Yet the way she starts to flush as she kneels at your feet seems to suggest that her body is desperate for your gaze - and maybe more.

"Good. Can you take your top and bra off, mom?" you repeat.

"That's $40, baby." she says coyly, reaching down to tease at the hem of her "S L U T" top with her manicured fingers. She bites her bottom lip softly as she awaits your command, though you can't tell if it's she's doing it out of anxiety or arousal.

"No... Remember? I made the rule that you couldn't wear tops or bras in the house before you told me I had to pay you to do stuff." you remind her, causing her to purse her lips in a disappointed pout.

"Greedy boy..." she chides sullenly, averting her eyes from yours as she takes a deep breath and begins lifting her shirt.

As she pulls up her shirt, you see her fake-tanned face starting to glow even redder as the bottoms of her bronzed M-cup tits emerge, straining at the fabric of her top as her itty-bitty bikini top begins to peek out from underneath.

Finally she gives her top one final tug upward, her swimsuit-clad boobs bouncing out into the open air so vigorously that they nearly tumble right out of her bikini top! You watch them jiggle and sway pendulously as they begin to settle, your mother's lips parting to admit her hot, rapid breaths as she watches you stare at her huge, barely-contained mammaries.

Her arms go behind her back to untie her bikini before lifting to half-heartedly cover her tits, looking away shyly as she speaks; "T-They couldn't spray under my bikini so it's still... All pale underneath..." she admits, her blue eyes flicking back to meet yours again as her lip trembles - perhaps because she's afraid you'll be displeased?

"Show me." you answer authoritatively, and surprisingly your mom reacts by nodding obediently, bowing her head and lowering her arms - and thus allowing her bikini top to flutter to the floor.

Her overstuffed rack is mostly tanned, but as she'd indicated there are two triangle-shaped pale spots a couple inches wide located where her bikini had been - and the nipples beneath remain just as rosy and suckable as ever, more erect than you've ever seen them thanks to your mother's obvious arousal.

She's kneeling before you now, panting lightly as her hooded eyes gaze up at yours. Her superb fake tits are nearly dangling in your lap, beads of perspiration having formed on them since they rolled out into the open air. They jiggle and jostle with every minute movement of your mom's chest, her sweat and recent spraytan glistening in the light of the living room.

You glance off to the side at the pile of money you'd amassed; just over $2200 all told, and you'd made sure to get a portion of it in 1$ bills. But what to spend it on?

You know your mother had said she'd let you touch her any way you wanted for $1000 - though you're sure she hardly suspected you'd ever scrape that together, much less today. But what could you get her to do for less in her helplessly turned-on state? Your mind boggles at the possibilities...

[[AUA: Start tossing 1$ bills and order her to jiggle her tits in your face|Start tossing 1$ bills and order her jiggle her tits in your face]]

[[AUA: Stuff $100 in the waistband of her skirt and tell her to strip|Stuff $100 in the waistband of her skirt and tell her to strip]]

[[AUA: Offer 200$ if you can call her anything you want from now on|Offer 200$ if you can call her anything you want from now on]]

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