I had been living on the superyacht for two weeks now, as Olivia and I had settled into my new life with ease. I had an almost daily routine of going to the gym in the mornings with my sissy friend and roommate, Lexi, where she taught me exercises to grow my booty and tone the rest of my body. I still didn't have much in the way of girl clothes, so at the suggestion of Mistress Bella, I performed my morning workouts naked...

Seula didn’t know what to make of Azalea’s revelation about her suddenly expanded belly. She chalked it up to some strange shoreborne custom or just a fairy thing. Either way, Azalea was happy. If this is what having a friend and being included was like, it felt nice – even if she thought Azalea was a little too open and forthcoming about certain things. Feeling spoiled by their company, her joy was tinged with sadness, k...

Brandon could best be described as cuddly. He stood at a modest five foot seven. His soft round belly was always trying to peek out of the bottom of his shirts. His pale arms had a faint dusting of red hair from his knuckles up to his shoulders. He had gained the nickname teddy bear for his cute and soft appearance. However, today he was a grumpy teddy bear, which was still cute, but in a different way. He climbed into hi...

Heather’s apartment always smelled like vanilla candles and whatever takeout they’d murdered the night before. Tonight it was Thai, and the empty containers were still scattered across the coffee table like casualties. One of her socks had a hole in the toe; the burgundy polish on that foot was chipped to hell. She had her legs kicked up on the table, heel nudging the last inch of Casa Dragones so hard the bottle wobbled....

Gloryholes have attracted my attention for a long time. I remember seeing these mysterious holes in walls since I was a kid. They were usually cut into the partitions of public restrooms, specially installed in gay clubs, and I even remember seeing one at a bus station toilet. At the time, I didn't understand what they were for, who was peeking through them or what men were sticking through them. Maybe some amusement for...

Robert stood up, his pants still around his ankles, his cock still hard from the sight of Jessica with the stranger. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her to her feet. They kissed, their mouths hungry for each other, the taste of his own cum on Jessica's tongue only adding to the eroticism of the moment. She stood before him in the dim light of the booth wearing only a set of matching red lace bra and panties, soake...

"Come on, Rob, it's our anniversary. Live a little!" Jessica tugged at Robert's sleeve, her eyes gleaming with excitement. They had just left the fancy Italian restaurant, her belly full of the richest lasagna she'd ever tasted and a hint of wine on her breath. Robert looked at her, his expression a mix of amusement and wariness. "Jess, that's an adult bookstore. We're not exactly dressed for the occasion." "Oh, please."...

I saw her enter the office as if through a cloud of smoke. She moved towards my desk, a vague spectral figure in burgundy, her heels clicking against the cheap tiles, and I decided it was probably best to extinguish my cigarette. The smoke dissipated. “These things will kill you,” she said, her lush voice somehow familiar. She was very short, but her cold blue eyes held authority. She had the austere, wavy hairstyle of a...