Milk Stud [TFTG]

An old woman overhears an argument between husband and wife over the wife’s breast reduction and decides to give the man a small taste of karma… that ends up being anything but small and leaves the man beginning to be bred by a bull.

“All I’m saying is to give it some more thought,” Tyler pleaded with his wife.

 

“You’ve know I’ve wanted to do it,” Judy answered with a long-suffering sigh.  As much as she tried, she couldn’t hide the stress from her decision as well as her continued disagreement with her husband.

 

The recently wed couple sat in the back corner of a busy local coffee shop. 

Missionary Positions

Jason stared through the tempered glass window next to him as the city bus rattled over the uneven street.  In the aisle seat to his right, his companion, Greg, lay with his head back against the headrest and his eyes closed to help against the car sickness he felt from the fumes and rough terrain.  

 

Although it wasn’t their first time in the area, the transition to the rough neighborhood was as shocking the second time as it was the first.  Jason watched for it on this ride and as soon as they crossed Center street, yards went from well trimmed and even to ragged lawns covered with old toys, machinery he couldn’t identify, and other random pieces of trash. 

Kawaii

A college jock finds himself slowly turning into a woman… and then growing fur and a tail while lusting after the nerdy tutor who accidentally cursed him.

Aaugh.

 

Life returns with pain.  Cramps and a headache. 

 

It’s mostly quiet but I hear some of the guys moving around the frat house.  Opening my eyes shows me one of the coffee tables so I must be on the couch.  Body feels heavy.  

 

Slowly.  Glacially.  Turn my head.

 

Some blonde laying on me.  Almost red hair but it’s mostly blonde and straight and kinda tickling my chest, to be honest. 

Echo

A man sees a young woman in his reflection and his own changes begin.

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A low buzz filled the restaurant, accompanied by the clink of silverware against bone china plates.  

 

Todd stood by at the end of the bar to survey the tables, but, more importantly, to watch the hostess and the doorway beyond.

 

The hostess was a sight to behold with black slacks that outlined her hips and ass tight enough to show a gap between her thighs. 

Layers Fan Fiction

The summer sun burned high overhead – the Eye of Sauron trapped between the edges of the world.

 

Craig groaned, wiped sweat from his brow and flung it away before shading his eyes to stare at the baleful orb.  Sweat lined his back from where the backpack touched his body.  He walked slowly, knowing his dad would be waking soon for his shift at the mill.  

 

“Fucking Lenny,” Craig groused, kicking a rock in his path.  He wiped his fingers through the short hair on the side of his head with a sigh.

 

He’d known Lenny his entire life.