Andrea made a mental note that a blindfold makes every sound and movement thrilling and raw. The restraints by themselves were enough to keep her excited, especially each time that she remembered that she was fully nude and openly displayed on a grocery store aisle. Whenever people walked past, subtle gusts of wind caressed her pale skin, sending warm shivers through her ample curves as she imagined their appreciative eyes on her curvy body.

I’m happy to be here. Not embarrassed, not nervous, just happy

. I got this

...





Madelaine bit her lip as she studied the hallway door in front of her. Dark glass blocked her view of the madness she expected to be hiding inside. For a moment, she peered at her own reflection in the glass: a simple white bathrobe, dark hair that touched her s

Bud grunted contentedly to himself as he stapled glossy photos to his wall. A customer had just left the butcher shop carrying bags of neatly-wrapped meat, and Bud was completing his ritual: each time he butchered some new animal species, he added more pictures to the wall. His thick fingers partially obscured the majestic white mountain goat in the photo as he stapled it at the top of the new series, just above a photo of the hanging carcass, followed by a photo of ornately arranged steaks. As

Stacy rested her paring knife harmlessly against the volunteer’s soft throat, desperately eager to find the right moment. Her fingers twitched faintly as she half-listened to a rambling monologue, hoping breathlessly for any tiny pause so that she could interrupt. A young woman was laying on Stacy’s kitchen countertop—the most deliciously, flawlessly beautiful woman she had ever seen—and the woman’s warm voice streamed on eagerly and endlessly as Stacy stood silentl

Sylvia’s gaze darted darkly from side to side, sizing up then dismissing each woman in the kitchen. Nine women stood in a queue in front of her; all nude, all young, and all deliciously representing their range of body types and nationalities. Their wrists were cuffed

securely behind them

, their hair tied up in tight buns, and their mouths gagged. While eyeing the subtle movements of the restrained women, Sylvia noted that

“So, would I be tasty?” Chad winced as he heard his own question; he had tried to sound casual, but his voice was dripping with insecurity. A sheepish smile crossed his 19-year-old face as he intently watched his friend’s dark, surprised eyes.




Sasha’s wide, dark lips opened, but no words came out at first. Chad found himself staring at the white tusks that jutted out between her thick lips. There was som

Sally’s eyes darted around anxiously as she led two strangers up the walkway to her modest home. She consciously resisted the urge to twirl her slightly-graying brunette hair around her finger; she didn’t want the young woman and young man walking beside her to notice her nervous unease. The couple seemed calm and casual, chatting warmly, even harmlessly. In fact, the only cause for suspicion was that she had expected the new couple to be worried about what they had planned to do ins

Lady Violet smiled darkly as she peered through a hidden viewing window onto the stage floor below. In front of an empty theater, a monstrous anaconda slowly stretched it jaws around a pale, curvy, thrashing woman. The snake strained to wrap its gigantic mouth around two full, firm, jiggling breasts. The smooth, nubile body appeared no older than 25 years, though Lady Violet knew that this woman was several hundred years old. Like all her other customers, this woman had received genetic treatmen

Riley noticed she was panting slightly as her car swerved through traffic. With each breath, her excited nipples rubbed gently against the fabric of her neat white dress shirt. Something in her brain was screaming that she should slow down, or maybe even turn around and drive back home. But something in her fluttering heart was silently begging her to keep driving towards the orc restaurant. And lower down, a burning, growing pressure was screaming to drive faster.

Jimmy sat in the kitchen, wearing an old soccer uniform, eating his favorite marshmallow cereal, and idly trying to imagine what his friend Katie would look like naked. It was a chill Saturday, and he seemed to have woken up before his younger siblings. While he crunched on his sugary breakfast, he noticed the voices of his mom and her power-walking partner, Janice, coming toward the kitchen. As they entered the room, his 14-year old eyes were drawn toward Janice’s exercise outfit, which w

Tim loved the light sundress. More specifically, he loved how Astrid’s body looked with only a thin layer of bright cloth covering her firm curves. His eyes lingered on her soft, inviting cleavage above the low neckline. His eyes widened eagerly as her bust bounced slightly; the car had hit a bump in the road, but Tim’s mind was too occupied in picturing the skin beneath the dress to notice the car, the road, or even the friendly voice that was casually chatting away. Her shoulder-le

Joe noticed that his fist was trembling as he knocked weakly on the witch’s door. His eyes darted around the normal brown door, normal green trim, normal front porch, and normal neighborhood. Two voices screamed somewhere inside his mind. He felt a sense of dread mixed with lustful longing; he anxiously prayed that no one would answer the door, while also desperately hoping to see the door open immediately. The sound of footsteps sent a shiver up his spine and he suddenly struggled for bre

“…Yeah, but why would anyone volunteer to get eaten by an ogre? Hey Daniel, stop fidgeting! I don’t want to accidentally cut your dick.” Daniel sat as still as possible as Sharon deftly pulled her clipper blades around his manhood. He sat naked on a table, in a food-prep canopy that had been set up in the middle of the town park. His 22 year old body had never experienced anything as intense as having two lovely girls (that he barely knew) removing every single strand of

“How did you talk me into this?” Katie was trying to laugh casually, but her big brown eyes were nervous as she studied a large fish tank filled with crabs. Beside her, three of her college friends stared intently as a large red pincher flexed menacingly against the clean glass.




“Really Katie, you’re worried about being a server?” Katie turned to look at another girl, Lucero, who was sitting on a s

Jes guzzled her cheap red wine as her computer booted up. Some part of her brain was almost ready to admit to herself that today was her fortieth birthday, so she needed to respond to the well-wishers on social media. But first she needed a little more wine. She refilled her glass, noticing her reflection in the small mirror in her bedroom clock. Jes liked to think that she was aging better than most orcs. Her simple bathrobe couldn’t hide that her shoulders had grown more broad over the y

Chapter 2




Chandra didn’t want to open her eyes. It felt too early to wake up, but the room seemed to be annoyingly bright. Also, the irregular breathing next to her was confusing. Her sleepy brain woke up wondering why there was light, what was the sound, and where was she? Her eyes opened wide now; she saw a room that wasn’t familiar, and two humans laying beside her on a cramped bed. The 19-year old orc had a brief

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Chandra sat in confusion, looking from side to side around the studio apartment. The small twin bed had her new comforter, with her old pillow and her worn-out childhood teddy b