Twisted Tentacle

A hideous vastness of sand stretches ahead of you, though this is no desert. Dark water laps languidly at its borders to the west whilst tall and thick grass lies to the east. A few fellow individuals wander the bitter beach, their task the same as...

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The ladylike way of saying "Please Fuck Me"

Some mornings are more difficult than others. You wake up in a sweat, trembling, shivering with a need for something that your groggy mind can't center around. It isn't until you feeling another tremor ripple through you that you realize it it's not...

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A Great Number of Guests, A Number of Great Guests

This is because it's a second person story that uses the reader themselves in the narrative. those tags were added because the site forces at least one to be used.

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How to Lose a Mind

#3 of one shots hello, welcome to my first real attempt at a second person story!

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Strix - Meet the Weredog Character

You stalk through the undergrowth, silent as the wind. The grip of your crossbow feels good in the hand. You are the hunter. You are the stalker. You are the night. Victory--and its rewards--lie entirely within your grasp....

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Helping a Kitsune

The kitsune's dick was far too big for you to fit inside of you but you felt like you needed to help him get off after you got him worked up. Placing your hands against the thick and throbbing flesh, you started to rub up and down along it. Ookitsu's...

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The Capture

Written in the second-person for someone i, unfortunately, am no longer in touch with, it's meant to be enjoyed as if it's happening to you, assuming this is your thing. can't think of much more to say, other than "enjoy."

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Germ is a Soft Boy

"Are you sure about this?" asks Germ nervously. The cute bird boy is lying on his bed, totally naked. His arms are handcuffed to the headboard so they are held out of the way, and he has a spreader bar attached to his ankles spreading his legs wide....

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The Mascot Factory

As you were eating yet another bowl of porridge for breakfast, owing to the lack of a regular pay check, you found your eyes wandering over the wanted ads in the free newspaper. Wrapping your thick blanket around yourself, you struggled to focus in...

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#1: Bondage, Anal

The poor little cheetah dangles helplessly from the ceiling by rope secured firm around his wrists. He's blindfolded, the cotton squeezing him snug from his forehead to just over his nostrils. Breathing's difficult in his position as he gasps through...

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Prospective Position

The caravan stops at the outskirts of the village. Even from far outside you see that the settlement's squat structures are primitive and out of step with the city-states that divide up the continent. As you step out of the caravan's space, its leader...

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Cytus: Disaster

"Hey, come here, I want to show this new game." You grumbled for a moment, as I had a tendency of showing off things that were of less than perfect interest to you, but usually just interesting enough for you to not want to walk away. "This game's...

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