I have been writing erotic stories for years and now look forward to sharing them with a bigger audience. My stories mostly contain an element of the fantastical, they're about situations that can't happen in the real world. Because there is something very exciting about stretching your imagination.
Milking the Babysitter. Babysitter Adventures, #3
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- FormatePub
- ISBN978-1-301-53674-0
- EAN9781301536740
- Date de parution17/01/2013
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- Infos supplémentairesepub
- ÉditeurBluewater
Résumé
Approached by a friend she'd never seen before for a job as babysitter she can't recall asking for, Anne finds herself in the house of Mr. & Mrs. Granger. They're very hospitable, offering her milk and cookies that are so great, Anne can't stop eating them. Not even when her body begins to change. A change the Grangers are eager to help along, because they need another source for their secret ingredient.
The same ingredient Anne's been drinking all night. This 4, 100 word short story is about a young woman who has her body transformed, milking, and oral sex. For adults only!Excerpt:Anne didn't really need the encouragement and her hands flew to the plate, grabbing a cookie with each. She shivered in delight at the faint smell, then wolfed down one so she could pick up her glass of milk with the now free hand.
She knew she was eating like a pig, gorging herself as the empty plate was replaced by a full one, but the blonde couldn't stop. Her stomach seemed bottomless, even as the rest of her body grew hot and heavy. By the third plate, Anne started to pluck at her sweats. They didn't feel so loose anymore and had begun to cling to her body in places. Looking down, she found her view obstructed in a most novel way.
She was so surprised, that instead of reaching for another cookie, she reached for her chest. The blonde gasped when her hand didn't find a fold in the cloth there, but real, sensitive flesh.'When did I get breasts?' Anne marveled, nibbling on a new cookie with one hand while the other continued exploring. 'And my thighs . I have curves now.' She knew it was odd, but her thoughts were so slow, so heavy.
It was hard to remember why that was. 'I have to see, see how they really look.'
The same ingredient Anne's been drinking all night. This 4, 100 word short story is about a young woman who has her body transformed, milking, and oral sex. For adults only!Excerpt:Anne didn't really need the encouragement and her hands flew to the plate, grabbing a cookie with each. She shivered in delight at the faint smell, then wolfed down one so she could pick up her glass of milk with the now free hand.
She knew she was eating like a pig, gorging herself as the empty plate was replaced by a full one, but the blonde couldn't stop. Her stomach seemed bottomless, even as the rest of her body grew hot and heavy. By the third plate, Anne started to pluck at her sweats. They didn't feel so loose anymore and had begun to cling to her body in places. Looking down, she found her view obstructed in a most novel way.
She was so surprised, that instead of reaching for another cookie, she reached for her chest. The blonde gasped when her hand didn't find a fold in the cloth there, but real, sensitive flesh.'When did I get breasts?' Anne marveled, nibbling on a new cookie with one hand while the other continued exploring. 'And my thighs . I have curves now.' She knew it was odd, but her thoughts were so slow, so heavy.
It was hard to remember why that was. 'I have to see, see how they really look.'






















