Chris closed his dorm room door behind him. He couldn’t get the thing with the crocheting girl out of his head. He felt like he needed to talk to someone about many things, this just being the last in a line of experiences since the change. Brianna had no classes on Fridays and had left for home for the weekend after her last class of the day. Besides, he didn't think she’d enjoy hearing him talk about what made him attra...

Brianna pushed open the door to her dorm room, the three shopping bags dangling from her wrist making a racket as they swung from the motion. She had gotten Chris four bras; they weren’t very good bras, mostly spandex that covered the breasts with little support, but they would be better than nothing. Bras in his size were hard to find. She had also gone shopping for herself. She got some men’s boxer briefs she hoped woul...

Obsession combined with desire, Is as dangerous as a loaded gun, His obsession for a loaded chest is killing, Obsession for a two-rounded pair, When obsession surpasses desire, It's only wishes that prevail, Like this obscene obsession tormenting his soul, This desire for well-smashed titties, It leaves him in a dark corner wishing, Wishing for her boobs to be his His mouth for both of them competes For a hungry and metic...

The cold came first, inching in over her consciousness like barbs sprouting out of the floor and air to seep into her skin. Thoughts came next, simple at first. What happened? Why? Her eyes flickered open to reveal the blurry white of snow and the grey of the road beneath it. Slowly, her glassy stare registered the wreckage around her too. She came to slowly. Recognising the deathly shiver running through her body. She mu...

There’s no messing around when it comes to us. We both know what we want and why I’m there, so small talk is pointless. As soon as you open the front door, aside from a quick “hi”, it’s straight to business. You pull me to you, hand caressing my back as you kiss me. My hands go straight to your cock, which I can feel hard against me. I rub you through your shorts before you pull your waistband down and it springs free. My...

It happened on a Wednesday. First, information was gently inserted into everyone’s mind, information about what would soon occur. Going forward, people between approximately the ages of eighteen and twenty-five would undergo a sort of second puberty: they would develop into fully functional hermaphrodites. The majority of people will have this hermaphrodation occur between twenty-one and twenty-three, with only about five...

When I was sixteen, I did a lot of things, but one of the prized moments of my teenage years was when I was sixteen, as it was the time I lost my virginity. My friend decided to ask his stepmom if I could go to the beach with him and her, (she brought two friends) since it would just be him and that would get boring for him. I agreed but I had never really paid attention to his stepmom. She usually didn't show cleavage or...

“Thanks for this,” Lucia said as she stood up from the couch. “When do you both leave?” “In two days,” I said. “You could always drop by tomorrow.” “I wasn’t planning on making this a three-time thing, but we’ll see.” The three of us had gotten dressed, making things less awkward as she gave us both a hug. I walked her out, opening the door and finding my dad standing outside it. “Hello,” my dad said to Lucia as she passe...