Lay On Hands: Ch. 7

[Pre-Story] Lay On Hands continues! Pyrista's perfectly plush posterior gets pounded! Commissioned by the generous (and thankfully, patient) Pyrista!

As always, if you like what you read, [redacted][/pre-story] 

Lay On Hands: Chapter 7 

Daddy's Home; New Life: Ch. 1, P. 4

[pre-story]Finally, we're getting to some action! The twins get a surprise, and William surprises himself. It's still kind of a slow start, but still, I hope you enjoy!

As always, if you like what you see, [redacted][/pre-story]

Daddy's Home: New Life; Ch. 1, P. 4

As William slowly began to slide his pants down off his hips, he could feel the twins staring, and found himself regretting his choice of underwear this morning. But there was no getting out of it. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, lifted his hips, and pushed his pants down. The dark gray elastic material of his boxer-briefs was nice and soft, but they still offered nice support and control, making them one of his favorite pairs. Nothing messes with one’s performance quite like your dick popping out and grinding against your zipper. Unfortunately, ‘support’ and ‘control’ basically meant they hugged his package so tight there was nowhere for it to go. The material clearly outlined his bulge, a cylinder as thick as one of the twins’ wrists that swept off to the right until it almost began to wrap around his hip, nearly a foot long, as well as the pair of balls the size of apples directly beneath its base. It twitched in its confinement.

Ghost Story: Ch. 3, P. 1

[Pre-story]An old favorite is back again, thanks to Fort77! Ghost story continues, now featuring Paulina!
As always, if you like what you see, [redacted][/pre-story]

Ghost Story: Chapter 3, Part 1

“Paulina!” Star’s shouted over the murmur of students at their lockers, weaving through the crowd at a run and coming to a stop right beside Paulina’s locker, panting for breath for a moment before blurting out the question that had brought her running from the far end of the school. “Did you really break up with Dash?!” She asked, wide-eyed with shock and disbelief.

Lay On Hands: Ch. 6

[pre-story]Another chapter of Lay on Hands, courtesy of the lovely Pyrista! A little post-orgasmic cuddling quickly turns into a prelude to round two. 
As always, if you like what you reach, [redacted] Anyways, I hope you enjoy![pre-story]


Lay On Hands: Chapter 6 

“Mmmmh~” Rylinne hummed with satisfaction as she rolled off her wife’s prone form to lay beside her, her equine shaft bending for a moment before slipping out of Pyrista’s well-fucked pussy with a soft pop, a flood of thick, creamy spunk leaking out onto the sheets in its wake. It wasn’t quite soft, but it certainly wasn’t fully hard anymore, and it lay across one of Pyrista’s smooth sapphire blue thighs,  warm and heavy and softly pulsing as the last remnants of her massive load leaked from the flared tip. “That was amazing, baby.” Rylinne added with a purr after a moment, rolling back onto her side so as to gaze lovingly at her wife.

Happy Birthday: Ch. 12

[pre-story]A new chapter of Happy Birthday, hot off the presses! Cassidy accidentally draws the attention of her mom and sisters, who make a rather spectacular entrance in some extremely provocative outfits.
As always, I hope you all like it! If you like what you read, [redacted] Anyways, enjoy![/pre-story]

Happy Birthday: Chapter 12

Cassidy squirmed in John’s lap as the two shared a hungry, desperate kiss, tongues coiling around each other. Her hips rolled uncontrollably, grinding her bikini-thong-covered slit against the fat bulge snaking its way down his pant leg. The pleasure that rippled through her core was woefully insufficient to quench the flames of lust that roared within her, but it at least kept her sane enough to try and undo his jeans, rather than fruitlessly tear at them like an animal. Still, her hands were shaking and fumbling with desperate haste as they struggled, first, to pop the button free, then, to pull the zipper down… In her frenzied desperation to release the monster in John’s pants, Cassidy yanked at one of the flaps of denim a little too hard, and as she lost her grip, her elbow shot back, hitting the steering wheel, and John and Cassidy both jolted in surprise as the evening’s quiet was pierced by a sudden blast from the car’s horn. Their kiss broke as they both jumped, then froze, slowly turning their heads toward the mansion’s front door. 

Ghost Story: Ch. 2, P. 4

[pre-story]Here it is, Part 4 of Chapter 2 of Ghost Story, and it's quite the finale, if I do say so myself. I had a lot of fun writing it (if you couldn't guess that from the fact that it rambled on so long in the first place, but I'm glad to be finished with it and move on to the next scene. I think you'll all really enjoy it, but let's not get ahead of ourselves, there's fresh smut to read! 
As always, if you like what you read, [redacted] I hope you enjoy![/pre-story]


Ghost Story, Chapter 2, Part 4 

“Fuck me! Hurry and fuck me!”

Whatever remained of Danny’s hesitation snapped as his mother unknowingly begged her son to fuck her. His cock throbbed angrily, hard as steel, as he pulled his fingers from his mom’s drooling pussy and swiftly moved his shaft to replace them. Maddie moaned again as she felt the fat tip of that ghostly cock press against her suit, pushing between her lips, the fabric holding it at bay for only a moment before it began to phase through, the blunt, helmet-shaped head spreading her folds. Danny broke his silence for the first time since he left the couch, letting out a deep groan as her pussy swallowed him up, first his cockhead, then one inch, then two, then three… Sam’s pussy was incredibly tight, she squeezed his shaft like a vice, but Maddie’s was soft and yielding, just tight enough to provide the pressure he needed as her walls stretched around him, inch after inch, but also incredibly hot and soaking wet.  Her inner muscles rippled and squeezed around him like they had a mind of their own, like they were trying to pull him in and milk the cum out of his balls.

Ghost Story: Ch. 2, P. 3

[Pre-story]Hey there, Squish here, and I've got a two-part update for you! I sat down to write one chapter of Ghost story, but I ended up writing two! That's right, part 4 is already complete, and I'll be posting it for you all to enjoy sometime in the next week or two, so look forward to it! 

As always, if you like what you read, [redacted] Anyways, I hope you all enjoy, and I'm happy to be back in the saddle![/pre-story]

Ghost Story: Chapter 2, Part 3

The ghost said nothing as Maddie’s gloved hands slid up and down the invisible shaft that thrust up from the couch cushion in front of her, slick with invisible, spectral precum. He’d been silent this whole time, but suddenly, the silence seemed tense. Suddenly, Maddie was acutely aware she’d just offered to do ‘anything’ to satisfy the lust of a mysterious ghost she’d never fully seen, never heard speak… What sort of depravity might a perverted ghost, driven by lust, dream up for her? He might do something filthy like... fucking her ass! Or even worse… Her mind suddenly swam with perverse fantasies. She saw the ghost fucking her in the middle of the night as she lay in bed, Jack sleeping just a few feet away as she struggled to keep her voice down. She saw herself walking down the street when she her clothes suddenly turned invisible, every stranger in sight staring at her body as she futilely tried to cover herself… A shudder ran down her spine, but was it from revulsion… or excitement? 

Happy Birthday, Ch. 10

[pre-story]A new chapter of Happy Birthday! It's time for John to switch houses, and cousin Cassidy arrives to pick him up, but, as it so often does in the Best family, things get complicated. Not much more to say about this one, honestly. I know it's been a while since I've posted, the full story is up on my patreon if you're curious, I've been unable to write for about a month, but I think I've set up a system that should let me get back to work again, so look forward to more stuff! 
As always, if you like what you read, [redacted] I hope you all enjoy![/pre-story] 

Happy Birthday, Chapter 10 

Cassidy closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, mentally preparing herself as her finger hovered over the doorbell. In theory, it was a simple transaction. Just a quick ‘Hi, I’m here to pick up John’, then they’d say ‘Great, we were expecting you, here he is’ and then he’d say ‘Hey Cassidy, here I am, completely dressed, let’s go, we don’t want to keep Aunt Amy waiting.’ and then he’d just get in the car and they’d go straight home. But even as she stood there, running through the plan in her head, she could hear a deep, throaty moan coming from the other side of the door. Her shoulders visibly slumped as she let the breath  out with a sigh. Of course, nothing was ever simple when it came to this family...

Lay On Hands, Ch. 2

[pre-story]I wrote, like, another 1000 words on this before I realized I had to cut it short or else I'd either end up with a 4k+-word block or I'd have to cut it right in the middle of a scene. Anyways, thanks again to the commissioner (the generous and eternally patient Pyrista)!

As always, if you like what you read, [redacted] I hope you all enjoy![/pre-story]


Lay On Hands, Chapter 2

“I hope I didn’t hurt him too bad…” Pyrista muttered, chewing her lip nervously as she slowly walked away from the healing rooms, leaving Rhuno in the hands of the paladins more devoted to the healing arts.

The pale-skinned draenei that had helped to walk the wounded tauren to the healers smiled softly, one arm reaching out to rest lightly on Pyrista’s far shoulder and pull the smaller paladin against her side. The gesture was one of assurance, but considering the snowy-haired paladin had more than three feet of height on her fellow warrior, the movement ended up putting Pyrista’s head against the side of her truly spectacular bust. “Don’t worry about him, he’ll be fine, the holy paladins can patch up almost anything.” She reassured.

Ghost Story: Ch. 2, P. 2

[pre-story]A new chapter of Ghost Story, ready for your enjoyment! Maddie discovers the source of Sam's... discomfort... and things spiral out of control.

As always, if you like what you read, [redacted] Anyways, Enjoy![/pre-story]

Ghost Story: Chapter 2, Part 2

A moment of tense silence hung over the living room as Maddie pushed herself up from her chair and stood in front of Sam, looking down at her with an unknowing, innocent concern. The curvy goth could only look up at her, eyes wide, frozen in panic as her orgasm-addled mind struggled to reboot and think of an excuse that would let her get out of this situation with her dignity intact and deflect suspicion as to what she was really doing. It would have to be an expertly-crafted lie, clever and unexpected, and yet believable. She’d been lying to cover Danny’s secret for years, but this would have to be the greatest lie she’d ever come up with…

By The Horns: Ch. 6, P. 6

[pre-story]Hey all, sorry for the wait! (Potentially) The final part of chapter six is finally here! I'm debating if I should go with a seventh part and have them do anal, or if I should just move on and do the next chapter. But, I'm getting ahead of myself- you've got a story to read! 

As always, if you like what you reach, [redacted] Anyways, Enjoy![/pre-story]

Test Your Might, Part 6

“Just remember: You asked for this.”

Lien shuddered, feeling Rhuno’s red-hot darksteel shaft throb inside her, reaching impossibly deep inside her womb, long as her forearm and thicker than her wrist. Her hypersensitive walls clung to every fat, vein-marbled inch of tauren bull-cock, letting her feel every contour as her core continued to twitch and spasm in the aftermath of her powerful orgasm. The bull was practically on top of her, one massive, three-fingered hand on her head, grinding the side of her face into the soft undergrowth at the edge of the spring, along with her melon-sized mammaries, as he held her down. Her generously padded ass squished against the tauren behemoth’s granite abs as he held his hips tight against hers, fat balls the size of ripe grapefruit churning with another load of boiling-hot tauren cum as they rested against the back of her thick thighs. Perhaps, if she’d been able to speak properly, she’d have urged him to fuck her hard, challenged him to ravage her womb, to pound her into submission, to pump her belly full of his hot, thick, tauren seed. But for the moment, all she could manage was to give a muffled moan and squirm in the tauren’s grasp, her hips grinding against his as her core rippled around his unyielding length.

That wordless gesture of eagerness, of willing submission, was the last push Rhuno needed to surrender himself to his instincts, to finally unleash the basic, primal impulses he’d been holding back, to let go of the final shred of restraint he had left. His hips pulled back, a sharp tugging sensation deep inside her as the flared ridge of his cockhead pulled through the tight ring of muscle at the mouth of her womb. Her silken walls clung to every inch as it pulled back, like her depth were desperately trying to pull him back in, but he didn’t stop, letting the sensations of her hot, wet inner walls caressing his vein-marbled shaft wash over him, until his entire length was outside her, leaving only the fat, bulbous head inside her entrance. The glistening pillar of coal-black cock throbbed impatiently, veins bulging angrily as it lingered outside her for a mere moment.


Rhuno’s granite abs flexed, and with a huff like a charging bull, his hips slammed forward once more, his shaft a darksteel battering ram that plowed into her rippling depths, stretching and spreading her inner walls around the blunt, helmet-shaped head. It plunged into her, inch after inch, until it met the mouth of her womb once more, the weakened barrier automatically trying to close once more, struggling futilely to hold him back, but only for a moment, before the fearsome weapon shattered its defenses once more and slammed into her womb once again, hammering the pandaren’s deepest depths with its tip as his hips smacked loudly against her thick, juicy ass. Plush, cushioned ass-cheeks quivered with the impact, a ripple of force running through her curvaceous form, her spine arching to absorb the blow, unthinkingly raising her ass higher and presenting that jaw-dropping backside for him.

For Rhuno, it was like coming home. Lien’s toned core gripped his vein-marbled shaft like it was made to sheathe tauren cocks, her silken walls clinging to every inch as they rippled and spasmed around him, almost milking him for his seed, the supple muscle within a stark contrast to the soft, thick, meaty ass that cushioned his savage thrusts. Her wide, round hips begged to be held, to be gripped tight as she’s pounded savagely, as blast after blast of potent cum is poured deep into her womb, as she’s bred like an animal in heat… And for Lien, that pulsing, steely shaft was truly massive inside her, a thick, meaty pillar of coal-black cock, a red-hot spear that burned and bucked inside her, that pierced deep into her womb… She felt impossibly stretched around its girth, her pussy reshaped into a cocksleeve for the titanic bull-cock.

The thick steam that hung over the hot springs muffled the deep growl that rumbled out of Rhuno’s barrel chest, like distant thunder, as Lien’s innermost depths rippled and squeezed around his sensitive shaft. But there was no savoring the sensations, his primal instincts drove him now, spurred him on, pushed him to keep going, and his body obeyed. His hips pulled back, and Lien let out a shuddering moan of her own as the flared ridge of his head tugged at every fold of her pussy. Inch after glistening inch of nectar-soaked tauren cock emerged from the pandaren’s stretched lower lips. There was no pause this time, no hesitation, only a sudden tug as his hips pulled back, winding up before his entire body lunged forward, every muscle in his hulking form working as one to drive every last inch of darksteel cock deep into the pandaren’s womb in a single thrust. His hips slammed into hers with all his strength, driving the air from her lungs in a throaty scream of ecstasy and forcing her spine to arch as the force of the blow lifted her paws off the ground, legs twitching helplessly and toes curling uncontrollably under the hot spring’s waters as he slammed his hips against her thick ass.

As Rhuno began to move once more, drawing a full foot of steely tauren shaft out of Lien’s gripping, hungry depths, before slamming it back in, over and over, hips pounding against her cushioned backside with each brutal thrust, time seemed to blur. The two lost themselves in the pleasure, surrendering their minds and bodies to the ecstasy that surged through them with each collision of their hips, the rhythmic pounding of flesh on flesh the only sign of time’s movement. The cloud of steam that hung over them silenced the world beyond it, isolating the two in a timeless bubble of carnal pleasure. Neither knew how long it had been, but neither cared, not wanting the pleasure to end. Scant hours ago, they were strangers, then unexpected allies, then two travelers sharing a camp, and then lovers, but in this moment, this hazy, timeless space shared by the two of them alone, they were animals, rutting beasts, having given up their rational minds to their instincts, surrendered wholly to the primal impulse to mate… to breed.

Rhuno felt that instinct grew stronger and stronger with each thrust of his hips, each surge of sensation, each trembling spasm of Lien’s inner walls that squeezed and milked at his throbbing shaft, her womb hungry for his seed. A sort of pressure began to build and build in his core, a molten sea of white-hot pleasure boiling up inside him. There was no fighting it, not after his release had been denied and delayed so long. Rhuno was a towering figure, a mountain of granite muscle with a will of iron, a paladin who stood his ground against dragons and titans, who endured in the face of horrors that drove men mad and wounds that would have killed lesser men… But this, he could not endure, and that mountain of tauren muscle shuddered, a deep, ragged groan rising out of his chest, heralding a volcanic eruption that rocked him to his core.

Lien’s moans suddenly rose an octave as Rhuno’s darksteel shaft swelled even thicker, that red-hot pillar of tauren cock throbbing and bucking violently inside her womb. His hips hammered against hers even faster, and she was helpless to resist, her training abandoning her, her finely-tuned muscles spasming as each thrust of that monstrous cock sent electric sensations shooting through her. With each dull impact deep in her womb, her toes curled, her legs twitched uselessly, her core spasmed, her eyelids fluttered, and she clawed at the soft earth underneath her, blunt claws leaving long furrows. Her mind was a raging storm of ecstasy, a whirling, swirling infinity, the endless storm punctuated only by dancing arcs of hot electric sensation. Any rational thoughts that struggled to form amid the chaos were swiftly torn asunder by the raging winds or fried by arcs of electricity. But while her mind was lost in the storm, her body still knew what was coming, on some deep, primal level, and it knew what to do.

Rhuno’s cock throbbed violently, thick veins bulging, his heart pounding in his barrel chest as it struggled to keep up with the demands of the monstrous organ and the needs of the slabs of muscle that strained again and again to drive every last inch of cock into Lien’s eager pussy. Lien’s eyes rolled back in their sockets as her core suddenly clamped down around the red-hot shaft invading her womb, her innermost walls trembling as the action ground every raw, sensitive nerve against the thick shaft that continued to piston in and out of her depths, amplifying her pleasure. The sudden pressure around his shaft was all it took to set Rhuno off. His hips slammed forward, planting every last inch of his shaft deep inside Lien, his blunt tip hot and pulsing against the silken walls of Lien’s womb. Suddenly, he doubled over, his broad, muscular chest falling forward until it pressed flush against the pandaren’s back, his hands abandoning their places on her head and hips, powerful, muscular limbs suddenly wrapping around her chest and stomach in a tight, almost crushing, but unbelievably warm, embrace.

Time seemed to slow as their bodies pressed close together. A groan rose from deep in Rhuno’s chest, and Lien could feel the deep rumble of it against her back as it escaped his lips, inches from her ear, the feeling of his hot breath sending a shiver down her spine. His overstuffed sack tightened, straining to lift the combined weight of the twin grapefruit-sized orbs within, his fat balls churning against the back of her thighs as they prepared to unleash their potent contents. The mouth of Lien’s womb clamped around his shaft like a vice as her depths spasmed uncontrollably, hungry for the tauren’s seed. She didn’t have long to wait, Rhuno felt the eruption begin, every powerful slab of muscle in his body trembling as the knot of white hot pleasure in his core exploded, a fireball of ecstasy that consumed his very being, as his molten seed boiled up from deep inside him.

Lien could feel the long tube running along the underside of his mammoth member swell as a surge of thick tauren seed coursed up its length, she could feel it pushing into her, deeper and deeper, feel it stalled by the seal that the mouth of her womb maintained around his shaft, she felt the pressure build for half a moment, then felt it explode forward once again, overpowering the final barrier in its way as it surged toward the blunt tip of the bull’s fearsome weapon. Rhuno’s cock bucked inside her womb like an angry bull trying to throw its rider as it fired its first blast of white-hot tauren seed directly into the silken back wall of her womb. It struck her core with the force of a tiny fist, pouring into her like molten gold, boiling hot, thick, and sticky, it clung to her walls even as it flooded her womb. Now, it was Lien’s turn to buck, her claws ripping handfuls of small ferns from the earth as she arched her spine and threw her head back against the bull’s shoulder, her eyes rolling up into her head as her mouth fell open and her tongue lolled out, a ragged moan, almost violent, tore out of her, a husky, wordless scream of pure ecstasy, as her second orgasm struck her like a bolt of lightning. White-hot electric ecstasy shot up her spine like it was a lightning rod, thousands upon thousands of dancing arcs of pure pleasure branching off to race along every nerve in her body, making every muscle spasm as the current reached her mind and everything went white for a moment.

Rhuno’s eyes squeezed shut as he came, and came, and came, Lien’s core spasming and squeezing wildly around his shaft as she came hard. After being edged and denied release again and again, his balls were full to bursting, it just didn’t stop. Normally, it surged forth in spurts, one womb-filling blast after another, but this… it was more like he’d turned on a firehose. Thick, boiling tauren seed sprayed into Lien’s womb in a constant, finger-thick stream, relentlessly splattering against the back wall of her womb with all the power and heat of dragonfire, the pressure barely weakening between the throbs of his darksteel bull-cock. In an instant, her womb was completely filled, soaked with Rhuno’s potent seed, and with each passing second, the tauren stuffed more and more and more into her sacred depths, her womb stretching in a way she’d never thought possible as it struggled to contain the sloshing, churning, boiling-hot load. He could feel pressure on the arm wrapped around her stomach as it swelled with the sheer volume of seed he poured into her, and then he felt her womb overflow, the trembling barrier no longer able to contain it all, a gush of his own pearly seed escaping around his girth. It flooded into her pussy, more and more and more each time her barrier spasmed, thick bull-cum soon coating every ripple and fold of her innermost walls as they continued to quiver with pleasure. Soon, it was too much to contain altogether, and as her walls clamped down, they forced a surge of pearly seed out around the base of his coal-black shaft, his thick seed mingling with her own sweet nectar as they ran down his churning balls and matted the fur on both of their thighs, before finally dripping into the hotspring below.

Time was lost to the two of them as their bodies pressed tight together, sharing this endless instant of raw, primal satisfaction as their bodies sang with ecstasy having fulfilled their deepest, most fundamental drive- to mate. But all things do end, eventually, and as the relentless flow of hot cum pouring into Lien’s womb tapered off from a river to a stream to a trickle, so too did the all-consuming ecstasy of their shared orgasms, leaving the pair drained, panting and sweaty as they lay, limply, together. Rhuno’s powerful arms stayed wrapped around Lien, wordlessly holding her in his embrace as the mind-numbing pleasure gave way to the lingering warmth of afterglow.

“Mmmmhhhhm~” Lien purred with satisfaction as she managed to lift her head off the ground, eyes still half-lidded, unconsciously rubbing her neck against the tauren’s broad shoulder as he lay on top of her. “That was... amazing~...” She added, with a happy sigh, then shifted a little underneath him. “You’re a little heavy though…”
Rhuno smiled, dreamily, eyes still closed. “Mhm…” He hummed in reply. It seemed to take him a moment to process her final statement, but after a second or two, his eyes cracked open in surprise. “Oh! Sorry.” He muttered, one arm unwrapping from around her stomach to plant flat on the edge of the spring, the other continuing to hold her body against his as he pushed them both halfway upright, the motion making their hips shift and drawing a short, sharp gasp from Lien as his shaft levered inside her overstuffed womb.
“Sorry, but you were crushing the girls a little.” She explained, paws coming up to gently massage her own breasts. She rolled her hips against his slightly, and let out a soft moan as his shaft shifted inside her once more. “Mh! I can’t beleive you’re still hard… after all this…” She mutters, gesturing to her stomach, slightly swollen with the sheer amount of cum pumped into her womb.
“I can.” Rhuno replied with a playful growl, his free hand coming up to rest his large, calloused palm atop her own hand, blunt fingers closing around her soft, pillowy breast and giving it a gentle squeeze, his shaft throbbing inside her. “How could I not be with such a beauty before me?” He asked.
“Mmmm~, I don’t know if my pussy can handle another load like that…” She muttered, giving a small laugh, though she had to admit, the longer he stayed inside her, hard as steel, the more tempting the prospect sounded…
Rhuno’s grin widened, and he leaned his head down, his lips by her ear. “Well, then… Maybe I should find somewhere else to put the next one…” He whispered, hotly, into her ear, as he gently ground his hips forward, pressing his hips against her cushioned ass.

Lien’s eyes widened in surprise for a moment as she let out a soft gasp, feeling him move inside her once more, but her expression soon softened, eyes half-lidded, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth and she chewed her lower lip, thoughtfully.

Ghost Story: Ch. 2, P. 1

[pre-story]The Danny Phantom story continues, thanks to a new $25 tier commissioner! This idea was actually suggested in a comment on HF, I made a couple tweaks here and there to better fit what I enjoy, but I look forward to seeing where it goes from here!

As always, if you like what you see, [redacted] Anyways, I hope you all enjoy![/pre-story]

Ghost Story: Chapter 2, Part 1

The basement door in the Fenton house suddenly slid open with a hiss, and Madeline Fenton emerged, the brilliant paranormal researcher and happily married mother of two wiping a glob of green goo off the sleeve of her blue-and-black-latex jumpsuit as she mounted the final steps. As the door slid shut behind her and she dusted her hands off, she looked up and paused. “Oh, hello, Sam!” She exclaimed, a broad, warm smile spreading across full, red-painted lips.

“H-Hey, Mrs. F!” Sam replied, the teenager’s violet eyes wide, her plump purple lips parting in a perhaps slightly-too-wide smile.

Lay On Hands, Ch. 1

[Pre-Story]Time to start a new series! To clarify something important for you: While Rhuno is in this story, it's not a story ABOUT Rhuno. This is a story about Pyrista, draenei paladin, and her horse-cock-futa wife, Rylinne. Commissioned by the eponymous Pyrista! This is more prologue than anything, but things'll start to heat up soon enough! Enjoy!

As always, if you like it, [redacted][/pre-story]

Lay On Hands, Chapter 1

Rhuno Sunheart’s iron-shod hooves scraped across the bare stone floor as he sank into a combat stance, the tauren’s massive, silver-and-gold-armored frame lowering as he braced himself. On one arm, he bore his sheild, a massive disk of silver, large enough for an orc to stand behind it barely peek over the top, with a gleaming golden sun-disk at its center, thin rays of gold extending outward in all directions, running all the way to the rim. With a flick of his wrist, he gripped the handle of his mace and brought it up, calloused, three-fingered hand closing around a steel shaft as thick as a man’s forearm and raising the head, a golden orb the size of a watermelon, like it weighed nothing at all. His sapphire eyes narrowed, peering through the slit of his helmet as he looked over the edge of the enormous shield at his opponent. “Are you ready?” He asked, an eager grin spreading across his lips, thankfully hidden by his helm.

Happy Birthday: Ch. 8

[pre-story]I know the last chapter left you hungry for more, so I hope this makes up for it!

As always, if you like what you see, [redacted][/pre-story]

Happy Birthday: Chapter 8 

“Wait, fuck, Dani?” John called out, hoping to hear her answer from another room, even as he felt a pair of extremely slender, delicate hands tentatively grasp the girth of his rapidly-hardening teenage cock. He’d felt the triplet’s hands on his shaft countless times before, they could hardly keep their hands off it, even in public, and these were not theirs. Still, some part of his mind hoped he was wrong, that Betty and Cherry had just reached back a bit to give him some extra stiluation. But his fears were confirmed when he felt a pair of incredibly soft lips press against his swelling crown, a gentle peck contrasted to the hungry tongue-kisses the elder sisters were lavishing on his churning, cum-heavy balls. “Fuuuuck…” John groaned, letting his head fall back, hitting Abby’s chest between her enormous, freckled tits. “Aunt Christy’s gonna fucking kill me…” He lamented as his cock pulsed, swelling and pressing against those delicate lips.

By The Horns: Ch. 6, P. 5

[pre-story]Things just keep getting hotter in the hot springs! One could even say 'steamy'! Though, if Lien keeps pushing, she might just find herself in hot water.... 
As always, if you like what you read, [redacted] Enjoy![/pre-story]


Test Your Might: Part 5

Lien’s wide, rounded hips rolled with every stride as she waded her way to the water’s edge. She didn’t have to look, she could feel Rhuno’s gaze burning on her jiggling, bountiful backside, the dark-furred tauren entranced by the hypnotic sway. If there were ever such a thing as the perfect ass, hers might be it. It was enormous, but perfectly-shaped, her broad hips supporting twin hemispheres of thick, juicy ass, the sheer bounty of her plump rear squishing them together just a little. The pattern of her fur only emphasized its size, the black fur on her legs shifting abruptly to white at the middle of her plush thighs, the stark contrast making her gloriously round ass stand out all the more, like all-natural thigh-high stockings, and a short, stubby little black tail emerged from her tailbone, drawing the eye to that impossibly soft-yet-firm ass. When she reached the ledge at the water’s edge, she glanced back over her shoulder with a teasing smirk and leaned forward, planting her hands on the ground and pushing her hips back, stubby tail wiggling excitedly as her divine ass was thrust to even greater prominence, the twin moons parting slightly, her feet together, thighs squeezed tight, giving it an irresistible heart shape.

Happy Birthday: Ch. 7

[pre-story]More Happy Birthday! Not much to say about this one, not a lot of sex, but some, and things are gonna heat up fast after this! I hope you all enjoy!

As always, [redacted][/pre-story]

Happy Birthday: Chapter 7 

John stirred, eyes squeezing shut against the morning light filtering into the room. Instinctively, he brought his arm up to cover his eyes, or rather, he tried to, but found it weighed down, pinned beneath something heavy and… soft. He lifted his head and cracked his eyelids open just a tiny bit to investigate. At the sight of Aunt christina’s glorious body laying on his arm, the muscular limb buried between her enormous tits, her arms wrapped possessively around it as she slept, the events of the prior night flooded back to him. Images of fucking one curvy redhead after another flashed in his mind, of four freckle-faced beauties worshipping his shaft with lips, tongues, and hands, of massive, milky melons wrapping around his shaft, smothering his face, squishing against each other as mother kissed daughter and sisters kissed sisters and he kissed them all in the throes of passion. The monster between his thighs stirred, and he heard a small, satisfied purr from below, glancing down to see one of the triplets had fallen asleep with her head rested on his shaft, and as it swelled beneath her, she nuzzled her cheek against it like an affectionate cat.

FOR BOOTY! P. 1

[pre-story]There's an odd story about this one. I was complaining on discord about getting stuck in my writing, and somebody randomly suggested writing about pirates, and all at once, the image of Erika the Red popped into my head, fully formed, crashing through the dungeon wall where Bibiana and the demoness are having their fun. So, now I have to write about her. 

This is just part one, I absolutely intend to continue this, I have a whole character arc and some themes planned out, so look forward to that, and enjoy!

As always, if you like what you see, [redacted][/pre-story]


FOR BOOTY! Part 1

In a single moment, the quiet, sterile atmosphere of the First Ohio Credit Union lobby was shattered as the entire building suddenly shook with a massive impact. The exterior wall cracked, buckled, and crumbled, the mortar between the cinderblocks giving way, posters of smiling people talking about loan rates suddenly buried in rubble as a massive, wooden object plowed through the wall. Somebody screamed, and the winding line of people waiting for a teller broke apart as they scrambled away from the shattered wall, knocking over stanchions and tripping over the retractable ropes linking them together. The object came to a stop, and for a moment, there was silence as everyone in the bank collectively struggled to comprehend what they were looking at. The prow of a wooden ship had plowed through the wall, complete with a figurehead, the image of a naked, extremely curvy woman looming over the crowd of stunned patrons. This was made all the more confusing by the fact that  there wasn’t even a LAKE for miles around, let alone an ocean suitable for such a ship.

Bibiana's Bargain: P.2

[pre-story]Finally getting around to make some progress on that long, long-overdue commission from the eternally patient Onikumomaru. Bibiana finally gets to work serving her new mistress!
As always, if you like what you see, [redacted][/pre-story]

Bibiana's Bargain, Part 2

The demoness raised a violet hand in a graceful gesture, fingers curling in a fluid come hither motion. “Come closer, my little priestess. Let me get a closer look at my new servant.” She purred, her voice rich and sweet, but with a hint of danger behind it, like the bait for a trap.

“Oui, mistress.” Bibiana murmured obediently straightened up and strode forward obediently, her eyes downcast, careful not to meet her new mistress’ red-glowing eyes, though the hot crimson light that poured from them wasn’t on her face… It roamed down her green-skinned body like a searchlight, lingering on her heavy, milk-laden breasts, her forest green nipples stiffening under the warmth of the demoness’ gaze. It slid down over her soft midsection to the explosive swell of her meaty hips and thick thighs as they rolled and jiggled uncontrollably with each step, on the small, neatly-trimmed patch of thick, dark hair between her juicy thighs that sat above her smooth-shaven nether-lips like a sign, inviting one in for a closer look. Bibiana stopped two paces away from the demoness, folding her hands in front of her, head lowered slightly, demurely waiting for her next order as she had done so often through her life.

“Don’t look at the ground, look at me.” The demoness chided, and Bibiana raised her head, a vague look of confusion on her face as she met her mistress’ burning gaze. The light made her eyes water a little. “I am not your owner, you are not my pet, you are my priestess and I am your goddess. You do not merely serve me, you worship me. I demand your attention, your adoration, your service, at all times.” She explained, her voice firm and commanding, and yet still rich and sweet. “You should not wait passively for my orders, you should actively be seeking to please and praise me. You understand?” She asked, arching a narrow black eyebrow.

Bibana nodded, swallowing somewhat nervously, her eyes watering more and more intensely. “O-Oui, mistress.” She replied, giving a short, apologetic bow, breaking eye contact to blink away the tears filling her eyes. She couldn’t hold eye contact for very long, but she was still supposed to be looking at her… Bibiana raised her eyes, and swallowed as she took in the sight of her mistresses’ body once again, this time, from much closer. Behind the broken horns rising from her forehead, the violet-skinned demoness’ dark hair was short and spiked up, like tongues of black flame. Her features were beautiful and regal, undeniably feminine and proud. Her body was graceful and impossibly slim, with a waspish waist, but perfectly toned, with a sharply-defined eight-back, not an ounce of fat to be found, except where it counted. Her chest heaved with each breath, each enormous mound easily the size of the mistress’ head and softly wobbling the way only natural breasts could, but they sat high and proud on her narrow chest, casually defying gravity’s pull. Her hips flared out like a shelf, round, yet tight, with soft thighs that were somehow still slender enough to leave room between them for the monster that thrust toward the goblin like a weapon.

It was an intimidating shaft to be certain, longer than the small woman’s forearm and wider than her fist, hard as steel and eternally ready to violate any hole presented before it. The upper side was covered in rubbery, thornlike nubs that would surely tug and tease at every nerve and fold of flesh inside, while the fat cum-tube running along the underside was studded with a dozen gleaming steel barbells spaced along its length. The head tapered to a point, and the ridge bore a frill of backward-facing points that pulsed in time with the throbbing of her shaft, making Bibiana shudder, though out of fear or anticipation, she couldn’t be certain. And below the demonic pillar sat the biggest, fattest, heaviest balls Bibiana has ever seen. They looked like a pair of apples, hanging low in the demoness’ smooth violet sack, and they swayed with every tiny motion of their owner’s body, swaying hypnotically as they sloshed with untold gallons of demonic cum. They were practically obscene! Bibiana had never paid too much attention to her partner’s balls before, but she couldn’t stop staring at those gleaming, weighty spheres as they hung between the demoness’ divine thighs, like ripe mangoes, heavy with sweet nectar. She hadn’t noticed before, but there was a scent, too, a salty, musky odor that filled her nose more intensely with each breath…

Bibiana blinked as she felt something hot and heavy rest on her head and something small and hard press into her forehead. She looked up, and felt the demoness’ monstrously lewd cock fall onto her face, resting heavily across her features, completely covering one eye. Her mouth fell open in surprise, her full, red-stained lips pressed against the underside of the pulsing violet shaft, her mouth watering. She… she hadn’t even realized she was walking forward. Her uncovered eye finally focused, only to see the demoness gazing down at her, a smirk quirking the corner of her elegant black lips as she looked down through the valley between her gravity-defying tits. “You see, now you’re doing it.” She purred.

She was. It was automatic, subconscious, before she even realized she was doing it, her tongue had snaked out between her plush lips and flicked, tentatively, at one of the steel barbells that ran the length of her mistress’ demonic cock. It only barely grazed the violet flesh, but the taste exploded across her tongue, it was salty, musky, and hot, spicy, even, it made the tip of her tongue tingle and burn, but it made her immediately want nothing more than to flatten her entire tongue against the pulsing shaft and give the beast a long, loving lick. Which she did. Her small hands came up, trembling slightly as they gripped the beastly cock on either side, fingers sliding between rubbery nubs on the top as she licked the fat violet shaft again. Every breath filled her lungs with that intoxicating, enchanting scent, and her tongue burned deliciously as it squirmed against the cum-channel, weaving around the gleaming, silvery steel piercings as she dragged the wet pink muscle up the full length of the beast, flicking over the tip as she reached the end.

Bibana moaned weakly as she pulled her lips from the shaft, it was delicious, but she needed more, she needed more of this taste, this scent, she needed to lose herself in it, to drown in the mind-numbing essence of her mistress’ potency… Her eyes locked onto the enormous, swaying cum-canisters between her legs, and she dove forward, burying her face in the demoness’ fat, swollen ballsack. The goblin’s eyelids fluttered and she let out a muffled moan, her red lips parting only to be filled with violet ball-flesh. She pursed her lips and sucked, pulling the loose skin between her lips, rolling her tongue over every wrinkle and fold, the burning, tingling sensations spreading all around the inside of her mouth as she sucked and moaned, her nose entirely buried in the source of the heady musk. The action pulled the hanging sack tight, heaving those enormous balls up until they rested directly on her pillowy-soft, magically-enhanced lips.

If there was one things goblins were known for, besides breeding like rabbits, it was big mouths. Bibiana’s lips parted as the heavy, cum-filled nuts rested on her lips, her jaws opening wider and wider. Her hands moved from her mistress’s fat pillar of a cock to the hefty spheres in front of her, cradling and kneading at the demon’s purple nuts, each one of them easily big enough for two hands. Bibiana moaned again, the sound muffled by the twin globes on her lips and the mouthful of sack already inside her mouth. She felt her jaw pop, and she pulled at the fat orbs in both hands, cramming them into her hungry mouth, her plush, crimson lips stretched into a thin line as the enormous balls popped between them, one, then the other, the demoness’ full package bulging out the little green milf’s cheeks more than she’d thought possible. Her eyes watered with effort and her throat spasmed, her overstuffed cheeks trying to force some of the massive mouthful down into her belly, glistening strands of saliva running from the corners of her mouth as she looked up at her mistress with a look that mixed managed to mix pride and lust as it wordlessly pleaded for the demon’s approval.

The demon smiled, her long snake like tongue slithering out from between her black lips, swirling around them hungrily as she took in the sight of the mature little goblin slut struggling not to choke on her massive nuts, half her little green face hidden beneath her mistress’ violet cock. Purple hands drifted down, to gently alight upon the little goblin’s head, stroking and caressing. One hand cradled one of the goblin’s overstuffed cheeks in its palm, thumb wiping away the tears building up in her eye, while the other slid its fingers through Bibiana’s hair, long, sharp nails grazing her scalp as the demoness stroked her head. “Good~, good~...” She purred, petting the goblin like she might stroke a well-behaved pet. Bibiana felt almost like she should feel insulted, belittled by the gesture, but instead, an overwhelming sense of pride and accomplishment filled her heart, and with it came a wave of pleasure so strong it made her womanhood twitch and drool and her eyelids flutter. She’d pleased her mistress! A moan tried to rise from her throat, unbidden, but all she managed to go was make a choked gargling noise around the oversized mouthful of demonic nuts.

The demoness’ hands shifted until they suddenly gripped the sides of Bibiana’s head firmly, claw like nails grazing over the back of her skull as her fingers wove into her hair. Bibiana blinked, rising out of the daze from the demoness’ praise, just in time to feel the violet-skinned woman pull her head backward, slowly pulling her off her ballsack. Bibiana whined in protest, feeling inches of sweaty, delicious ball-meat pull past her stretched lips, until only the twin spheres remained inside, the fat orbs tugging at her lips, too big to pull out easily. Bibana didn’t want to let go, she wanted more! Why was her mistress pulling her away, wasn’t she doing a good job? She tightened her lips as much as she could and moaned in protest, lavishing the swollen spheres with licks and sucks, savoring the musky, salty, spicy flavor, trying to convince the mistress to let her keep working. The mistress bit her lip and let out a soft purr, but her arms still flexed, and the goblin was no match for her mistress’ strength. Rather than one at a time, as they’d entered, the two apple-sized orbs exited the goblin’s mouth side-by side, her magically enhanced lips stretching painfully for just a moment as they popped free. A splattering of spit followed them, the fat cum-factories gleaming as they fell back into place, thoroughly polished to a shine by Bibiana’s tongue, her saliva still dripping off the pendulous balls.

The demoness smirked down at the goblin milf, at her dazed, disappointed, and longing expression, her tongue still reaching out for her mistress’ balls. One hand gripped a handful of the goblin’s hair to hold her in place while the other slid down to her chin and angled it up, letting her weighty demonic shaft slap down onto her pretty green face once more, landing on her outstretched tongue. “An excellent start, my little priestess.” The demoness purred, rolling her hips to saw her steel-studded shaft across the goblin’s features as her tongue eagerly went to work, licking, lapping, and flicking side-to-side. “However, I do so dislike this dark, musty dungeon.” She sighed, looking around at the dark stone walls, before looking back to Bibiana, a sharp-toothed smile spreading across her black lips. “Take me to your former master’s bedroom, so that I may break in your new bed properly.” She commanded.

Bibiana’s core tightened with eager anticipation of what would surely be a night to remember. “Oui, Mistress!” She chirped, brightly. Her passive, servile attitude and hesitation were gone, replaced by an eager, almost desperate desire to please her new mistress.

By The Horns: Ch. 6 P. 3

[pre-story]Rhuno's story continues, and the hot springs heat up!
Bad news about this one, though: The patron who was using his monthly chapter to get more of this story had to lower their pledge. That means, unfortunately, that this story is going to be lower priority for now, something to work on after I do all the monthly chapters for patrons and after I do some work on my current commission. Still, I'm not gonna end the chapter just like this, there'll be more coming, just a bit slower.
Anyways, I hope you enjoy! I was debating about continuing the scene after this, but I decided I'd rather make it a part of its own rather than rush it to fit it into this one. I'm definitely looking forward to it, though!
Also, what the shit is happening this is the fourth chapter I've finished this month and we're just barely halfway through how am I suddenly this productive?!
As always, if you like what you see [redacted][/pre-story]

Test Your Might, Part 3 

The billowing cloud of steam that hung over the springs wrapped the two of them up in their own little world, shrouding everything more than a few feet away in a haze, muffling sound. The rest of the world seemed impossibly distant, and this moment felt all the more intimate for it.

Happy Birthday: Ch. 6

[pre-story]A couple days of really spectacular productivity, and here we are at chapter 6 already! John finishes off his threesome with Abby and Betty in spectacular fashion.
As always, if you enjoy my writing, [redacted][/pre-story]

Happy Birthday: Chapter 6 

John thrust forward like a savage beast, plunging inch after inch of thick teenage megacock into Abby’s tight pussy in a single thrust, his cousin’s silken walls trembling around him as he stuffed her with his manhood. She moaned, uncontrollably, feeling the beast stretching her, filling her once more. “Ohhhh~ my fucking GOD!” She cried out, throwing her head back. The blunt tip slammed into the mouth of her womb, already weak from its previous penetration, it yielded easily, and his brutal thrust plowed through it with barely a pause, slamming against the back of her inner sanctum. Abby’s moan rose to a scream of pleasure, the impact setting off an explosion of sensation that ripped through her, driving the last of the air from her lungs.