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Petting Zoo Ch. 01

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A very unusual petting zoo comes to town and it changes people in its wake

The squeaky third wheel of the cart screeched in the packed grocery store, pulling the cart hard to the right before Emi pulled it back to the left.  She eyed a parked cart sitting beside a display stand of mixed vegetables.  It looked newer and she was sure she could move the contents to her cart before the old, bent-backed gray haired woman browsing nearby noticed.

 

“Any fruits?” Janelle asked, tapping a long nail against reddened lips as she turned around the area.

 

“What pairs well with wine?”…

More Pink Gum

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Innuendo? How about in-your-end….oh…. dangit.

Oh no! Don’t! Don’t buy that pack of gum, it- oh, you did it. Well. Uh. Maybe… Maybe you’ll come to like what happens.

Maybe.

Aw, who am I kidding. You’re gonna fucking love it.

Innuendo?  How about in-your-end….oh….  dangit.

 

His fingers drum on the counter before reaching out to take his change and the package of gum he’d just purchased.  Knowing how quickly the flavor would weaken, he waits until he sits outside of the manager’s office before unwrapping and sliding the stick of gum into his mouth.  

 

The intense flavor hits him immediately and he moans. …

Milk Stud [TFTG]

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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

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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. …

Office Bitch Ch. 04

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Anne learns some self control… and just how tenuous it can be with her new needs and urges.

A tiny amount of the now cold coffee has spilled over the edge of my cup.  Dark brown rings surround the bottom of the mug as if created from a caffeinated Spirograph rather than my nervous fiddling.

 

My monitor dims but I push my cordless mouse while distracting myself by staring at the spilled drink.  I should get a coaster.

 

I rest my fingers against the bottom edge of the mouse to keep my computer from falling asleep and my attention is drawn to the motion. …

Kawaii

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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. …

Delayed Gratification

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Sabine toyed with the collar dangling from the back of her neck.  She reached up, scratching her throat and then around to her nape.  It was there, beneath the surface of her skin, as if the beast were clawing her flesh.  Sweat poured down her naked back, catching against the few scattered hairs lining her spine.  Wetting them until they were slick against her body.

 

So difficult to hold it back.  It was part of her training.  Grabbing the wolf by the neck to restrain it and keep her changes at bay as long as possible.  Three months since she was bitten by her girlfriend – the gift purposefully passed on when she thought she was ready.…

Under The Lights

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Under The Lights
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A spoiled model is gifted magical boots that change her
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Lights crashed.  Blinding.  Bright.  The electric wind-up signaled each of their bursts which briefly exposed faces floating in the dark.  

 

A raised platform lay centered in the room, long and sleek.  Glossy under the lights.  

 

Silence.

 

And then voices.  Pens scratching as explosions rocked the huge room.

 

Tanya crossed her right leg in front of her left, lifting her chin to look down upon the anonymous crowd. …

Puss In Heels

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The lunch crowd rushed along the sidewalk, flowing around Milly as if she were a pebble in a coursing river.  She clung to her purse, fixing her chestnut brown hair every time a pedestrian jostled her.  The two chopsticks holding her hair up felt loose but she had no time to fix them; she just prayed they wouldn’t come out.  They were her only nice pair, despite the chips along their length.

 

She moved with a purpose, keeping her distance from everyone as they made their way to their favorite cafes.  Her stomach growled but she pressed her balled hand against her cream-colored blouse. …

Pink Gum

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‘Ew,’ he said, staring at the pink gum stuck to his fingers. He sighed and walked off the bus, eager to wash his hands. His erection surprised him later that night. He ignored it until it became too much and his fingers wrapped around the angry, throbbing shaft.

Traces of pink marked his shrinking cock when he stroked himself. His grunts became gasps and then moans. Bright pink tinged his pre-cum and his stroking fingers rubbed the tiny head of his dick as it slipped beneath his fleshy hood. His empty scrotum split into his fleshy labia.

Beads of pink cum slid down his slit.…