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Bird’s Eye View: Chapter 3- Las Doncellas de Xochiquetzal

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“I’m convinced that you are in no way intoxicated, Mr. Host.”

“What the hell was that all about!?” I pant, bringing up my hat so that I can see.

“The oldest daughter in prior host family taught capoeira- she gave me a few lessons.”

“Capoeira?”

“It’s a fighting style that originates from Brazil that incorporates common dance moves into-“

“I…I know what it is, Perri.” I mumble. “I’m just wondering why…”

“In Japan, I couldn’t fly as much as I would’ve preferred- but my host family sought other ways for me to remain physically active.”

“But…you’re….an apex predator! That’s like teaching a 700 lb gorilla how to use a crossbow!”

“Are you calling me a gorilla?” she scowled at me.

“I could call you a lot worse than that.”

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Just Another Zombie Movie

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-Anon wants to make a horror film starring real monsters but quickly learns their “talents” lie elsewhere-

“Get off me, GET OFF ME!” The man screams, as the shambling hoard greedily lunges at his flesh. The mass of writhing bodies collapses onto the floor on top of their victim as he howls bitterly in despair. Cold, pale hands hungrily claw all over his body, desperately pulling and tearing wherever they can as their prey screams and struggles against inevitability.

One inhumanly strong hand greedily clutches its victim by the shoulder and its owner crawls up to the desperately thrashing man’s face. The creature opens its mouth full of razor sharp teeth and-

Affectionately nuzzles his neck

“Oh for fu- CUT!” This is the fourth time this afternoon. I don’t care if it takes all day, these girls are going to do it right.

“But I thought that went really well!” The Zombie pouts, still straddling her victim.

I get up off my directors chair. It’s technically a carp fishing chair, but it helps me feel like the real thing. It’ll have to make do until I prove myself through this project. “Where’s the aggression? Where’s the inhumanity?”

“Well, I am raping him, you can’t get more aggressive than that!” She argues, hands on hips. I can see this isn’t going to be easy.

“What? No, you’re supposed to be eating him.”

“WHAT THE FUCK!?”

“Obviously not for real!” Fuck Craigslist, these extras are terrible even by the usual standard. “Grab a bunch of those organs over there and just cram them in your mouth, like you’re-”

“That’s vile!”

“BUT I’M VEGETARIAN!”

“Wait, we’re the bad guys?”

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No-Lifer

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-Anon must suffer the world’s worst dungeon keeper as he assists her in repelling a Paladin attack-

“Adam…” Shanna murmured, her thighs twitching in anticipation. Her attention was now entirely focused on me, leaving her character at the mercy of the enemy hordes. She stood up and the bathrobe slid to the floor in a heap around her ankles, completely exposing her pale, shapely body. We both stared longingly into each others eyes, as her delicate hands slid down my chest towards my belt and began do undo the buckles. I leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on her mouth, slightly biting her lower lip and causing the lich to pull my head in for a deeper, more passionate kiss. Our tongues began to slowly explore their way around each others mouths as a slight moan of pleasure whimpered from Shanna’s throat. A few impatient tugs later and my belt came loose, followed by my pants.

She slipped down onto her knees, and reached out for the hard object in front of her. The liches fingers lovingly caressed it, teasing and stroking in all the right places with finesse. Her skill wasn’t surprising; she’d done this countless times before, and she only got better at it with each passionate session. The lich gazed lovingly at her handiwork with a faint smirk as she saw the thing beginning to react to the stimulation. She looked up at me and our eyes met.

“For fucks sake, Shanna, Put down the DS!”

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The Nurse Will See You Now

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Nurse Artemis certainly knows how to make an impression. Dark skin, bright red hair, a firm, muscular body with child bearing hips and cleavage you could drown in… crowned by glowing red eyes and bright white fangs. A vampire is an apex predator designed to hunt human beings… and now she has her eyes set on one of her patients, and there’s no going back.

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Undead and Tailpussy Chronicles

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The ghoul moved your head downwards. ‘Well, since you like my body so much, why don’t you explore what you tried to touch and were too embarrassed to?’

Your skin flushed a deep red. So she noticed. You brought your tongue down to those ripped six-packs, and began tonguing them like sweet candy. She wasn’t sweaty or dirty at all, fortunately, so you could enjoy the taste of each and every crevice and nook in her stomach. You licked along her belly button, pausing there to give it a few light kisses, and started making your way down to her wet pussy. You gave her slit a long, feathery-light lick, moaning at how good she tasted. She had a scent of honey and the taste of warm milk, despite it being quite cool from magic. She pulled your head as you were about to dive into that cunt. You let out a frustrated moan of longing, itching to drive your tongue deep into her folds and make her scream like you felt you would soon. She grinned, shook her head and wagged a finger at you like you were some naughty kid.

‘Naughty, naughty,’ she giggled. ‘Bad boys who dream of human women get retrained. And I’m about to do it.’

‘I was thinking of you, only you for now,’ you gasped.

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Satyros Wants Your Alcohol

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The one thing in common was that their dicks always seemed to grow six inches or more in length. Some of the monster girls who were larger or taller would get their men to grow sixteen or twenty inches, maybe more, and still scream for more length each time they had sex. It was in a way understandable, these monster girls felt like giantesses to humans, being seven or eight feet tall, so you could guess their needs were larger and harder than normal human girls. They were quite intimidating as well. That amazoness who hit on you last week was really aggressive and even sexist, claiming you shouldn’t be out that late and than men belonged in the kitchen and home, while their women protected them and brought game to the house. She was seven foot of pure muscular beauty, you couldn’t deny that. Her face was mature and hinted at plenty of oral expertise, especially in dirty talk. She looked a bit like your friend’s mum whom your cock always swelled up for. She was so mature, sultry, and sexy, you always had your hands crossed in front of your trouser furniture whenever she’d ask you about how things were at school. Your stuttering response and constant glances at her breasts gave the game away. Afterwards, she’d constantly find excuses to be close to you with her breasts brushing against your arm, or bending over in front of you to pick up the laundry in a tiny little nightrobe without any panties. That night is quite clear in your memory since you caught a flash of her puffy pussy and a hint of that large, mature ass which was curvier than an ox-bow lake, or hairpin. It was one of the sexiest sights you’d ever seen. You masturbated for nights afterward at the thought of having your mouth and tongue on her sexy butt, or smelling the scent of that older woman pussy with your head tucked inside her dressing gown. Feeling her large ass grinding on your face and that experienced pussy mashing into your face, leaving its scent all over your nose, your tongue lapping away softly at those musky, odorous muff while she trembles above you and strokes your cock with those soft hands, giving the tip and shaft motherly caresses as she coos to you about not cumming too soon – those fantasies were explicit enough to make a whore blush, and kept you hard for hours at a time. It was awkward to even walk to school for several days.

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Small Town Blues Ch. 6

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I’m pretty peeved right now, and it’s got me tempted to be a total leadfoot as I drive into town. On the other hand, swerving into the parking lot of the local constabulary at thirty miles over the speed limit would probably raise a few eyebrows that I don’t particularly need raised. When I finally … Continue reading Small Town Blues Ch. 6

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