Things have been crazy - big life-changing events and turnarounds, but things are finally back on track in terms of releases and future content. No more big gaps between stories, I promise... unless something else explodes around here, that is.

Either way, in addition to new stories on the way, there's a project being worked on that I think many of my fans - particularly those who enjoy the transformation side of my works - will enjoy a great deal. Nothing substantial to share yet, but only because I want to make sure we have something spectacular before we pull back the curtain. *Note: this isn't in reference to the bimbofication-focused game, which is also still in the works. Those of my fans who are definitely NOT into tf content - you still have something to look forward to, and not far off.

All that said, it's catch up time!
New story available: College Conversion

"The contamination spreads to a new area - the local university. Altering minds, bodies and even reality itself, the power leaves countless busty, bimbo dolls in its wake. The only one able to resist the new perspectives offered by the strange, pink liquid is professor Evan Sawyer. With his obsessive focus on his work, over time he's able to gradually come to see the changes for what they are, and make an attempt at figuring out the cause. To help, he recruits his star pupil Esha, hoping to test the limits of the substance in a controlled environment. As his student falls prey to the corrupting influence, however, even the disciplined professor finds his priorities shifting from research to rutting... and contagion."

This is the second story in the dollification/bimbofication series: Pretty In Plastic:

"Magic gone mad! From a corrupted post office outward, men and women alike are being converted into a wide range of humiliating sex-dolls. From plush-pawed puppydolls to pink, plastic playthings, no one is safe from the changes...."

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At least I know I don’t want to be a historian…’ Esha thought to herself as she watched her professor hike up her tight pleather skirt for her whole class to see.

“P-please watch… I can only cum when people w-wa… Edie Exhibitionist is a dumb dolly who needs to be seen!”

The bubbly teacher climbed onto her desk and proceeded to kneel on it before tearing open her blouse in a shower of buttons. The woman’s tits bounced free in front of everyone, and it seemed as though each jiggle gave them just a little more heft. Even when she held them in place, her fingers sinking into the pillowy breast flesh, they continued to bulge outward more and more by the second.

Esha watched the whole thing, unable to really grasp what was happening. If anything, it quickly became even more confusing. The teacher’s candy pink lips had both plumped up to an extreme degree, and also utterly ceased to move beyond a minor quivering. Meanwhile, the woman’s odd phrases continued unabated, as if her mouth was meant for something other than speech.

“Edie Exhibitionist is a slutty little tease! This dolly isn’t just for show, though! Edie Exhibitionist would love to be your playmate!”

The strangest thing for Esha though, was the strangely panicky look in the woman’s eyes. More than once her hands wandered away from her big, ballooning tits and instead slid experimentally across her flawless, almost plastic-looking face. Her lips held a happy dolly smile, though… as much as they could while staying in a perfect, open circle.

After a moment of roaming, her hands would either snap back into place holding up her massive bust, or they would slip lower to spread the lips of her pussy to reveal the same candy pink as her fuckhole of a mouth. As the clock ticked its way to the end of class, eventually her hands ceased to move as completely as her mouth. She held her sex wide open for all to see and use, and a gentle trickle of sweet lube spilled out onto the remains of her lesson plans.

Esha couldn’t seem to take her eyes away, and she’d begun to gently lick her own lips without even meaning to. Already she found herself wondering what it’d be like to have a taste of that stupid doll, and there was even a very brief moment where she imagined herself in its place…

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New story available: Bimbo Booby-Trapped

Waking up in a strange and staggeringly massive house, four women each try to do everything they can to escape unscathed. Standing in their way is corridor after endless corridor filled with doors, each one leading to a room with one purpose, and one purpose alone: to help anyone who enters down the path to becoming the perfect bimbo. Equipped with twisted challenges and alluring attractions, none of the girls are able to resist a peek or two... at first. The more they succumb to the power of the house, the more they want nothing more than to submit to it completely...

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The first room she thought had been some kind of joke. Locked inside, she’d been presented with a video to let her know what was expected of her. A shadowy figure told her if she wanted to escape, she had to let go of some of those inhibitions that had held her back for so long. The place to start, her captor said, was kneeling down in front of the door and pleasuring the thick, fake cock mounted right nearby.

She’d resisted at first, as she found out, the rooms were compelling. It wasn’t long before she was convincing herself that sucking on a piece of rubber was a small thing compared to being trapped in there for who knew how long. Soon, she was kneeling down and doing just that, thinking to herself that it really wasn’t so bad after all.

In fact, it wasn’t a minute later when Sydney started getting into it. Her voice in her head told her that if she had to do it anyway, she might as well enjoy it. The idea made too much sense to ignore, leading her to begin slurping her way up and down the toy with growing fervor. She’d loved the task so much she didn’t even notice the door swing open to free her. It didn’t matter that the way was clear anyway, she was far too close to just stop now.

Sydney wasn’t sure when she’d decided to touch herself as she sucked, but it had been an amazing idea. Timing her strokes with the eager bobbing of her head, she found both tasks all the more pleasurable. In fact, she loved the way her quickening fingers caused her to work the cock in her mouth even faster. By the time she reached the point where her loud, sloppy suckling couldn’t possibly keep up with the frenzied pace of her masturbation, she was beyond the point of caring.

Unexpectedly, the toy came before she did. Some kind of device she couldn’t see caused the thing to begin filling her mouth with something sweet and salty, which she gulped down loudly. It tasted like a man’s seed, from what little she remembered of the rare blowjobs she’d given in the past, but there was something else… almost like candy.

Whatever it was, it had made her feel really tingly inside, and it had given her the first of her changes. It started as she rocked in the those of her own climax, still mindlessly lapping at the dildo and its delicious payload. Needing to swallow every single drop, she’d started to suck on the cock harder and harder, until she felt her lips start to throb. Even when they started feeling funny, Sydney hadn’t been able to pull away – any more than she could stop rubbing her needy, sensitive sex.

Only when the toy was done dispensing was the young woman able to pull away. Still sucking hard, her lips slipped off the toy with a loud pop, and another round of delicious tingles around her mouth. Those sensations alone were enough to keep her down on her knees, staring at the toy jutting out in front of her...

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New story available: Caught Up in Costumes!

Several strangers find themselves stuck cleaning up an old abandoned community center, which is packed to the brim with old clothing and costumes. Slowly, as they fold and sort, each girl finds themselves drawn to one of the outfits. As they slip on each new garment, they find themselves changing bit by bit to suit what the clothes represent. From prostitute to submissive pet, to playfully naive young girl, the volunteers find themselves experiencing life and each other in increasingly more intimate and chaotic ways...

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For a moment, she considered another cigarette, but decided against it. As shitty as the job was, she didn’t want to lose it if some dumbass teen got tetanus or something. Sighing, she straightened herself out and gathered her things; trying to mentally prepare herself for the bullshit to come. She paused, however, when she caught sight of someone walking towards her. No… strutting towards her.

The girl was dressed in a tight, black miniskirt that clung to her slender hips, and she clacked along on heels that seemed about a size too big. Equally ill-fitting was the top the girl wore, which kept slipping almost scandalously low on her meager chest. Yet, despite the poor sizing, the young woman owned every part of the outfit, and the smile on her face was both confident and sexy. Between the oddity of the girl’s garb, and the sudden change in personality, it took Tara quite a bit before she recognized her.

“Lucy? Lucy, is that you?” she asked, just to make sure.

The other girl just smiled that sexy smile and sauntered closer, until Tara could smell the teen’s cheap perfume.

“So… You lookin’ for a date, honey?”

Tara just blinked a moment. “What the hell are you-“

“Mmm, can I have one of those? Thanks,” Lucy said, reaching down and plucking one of the cigarettes out of Tara’s pack.

With her confusion giving way to annoyance, Tara reached out and snatched the cigarette out of the girl’s hand before tossing it aside.

“Hey, hey! No rough stuff, okay? I mean, unless you’re willin’ to pay extra,” Lucy said, playfully.

“Alright, enough bullshit. Where’s the camera, huh?” As she spoke, Tara began looking around angrily. Jokes, and even traps weren’t uncommon considering who she often had to work with, though she hadn’t expected trouble from Lucy. The poor girl had seemed unable to speak her own name without stuttering in anxiety, before. Now, she looked like a huntress on the prowl, with just one kind of prey in mind.

“No camera, honey… Well, a couple of pics ain’t too bad if you want a souvenir, I guess. That is, if you’re lookin’ for some fun tonight.”

“There’s no way I’m falling for this. Come on, we’re going right to the main office and calling-“

“Baby, do these look like a joke to you?”

Tara stopped in her tracks, staring down at Lucy with shock-widened eyes. The young girl had flipped down her tube top, showing off her small, perky breasts with a devilish grin.

“Wh-what the f-“ Tara began.

“Oh, I know. Trust me, they’re real.” As she spoke, Lucy held up her breasts in pride… as much as she could considering their size. “And you can do whatever you like to ‘em, if you’ve got the cash.”

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New story available: Bimbo Bait and Switch!

One girl's nightly escapades turn into a lucrative habit. Each night, Katie puts on a show for whoever she can, only to trick her patrons into giving her more than she's earned... After meeting the right guy, however, she finds herself suddenly wanting something more from her life, and her underwhelming body. Her mystery man is more than happy to assist, helping her to attain just the right mindset for the lifestyle she now craves. Indulging in her lack of inhibitions, Katie offers up a very different kind of show, helping to spread her new outlook to three new girls, while sinking deeper and deeper herself...

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“Hiya… I’m Katie. You’re… um… really handsome.” After getting a better look at the man, she realized she wasn’t just saying that. She couldn’t really explain exactly what, but something about him was just impossibly attractive to her.

“Why thank you, Katie. You’re very cute, yourself.”

His response was very simple and matter of fact, but the second she heard the words, Katie just melted. Her cheeks lit up as she blushed, and her pussy was literally throbbing with arousal. It took everything she had not to jump right to the more sexy portion of the chat, but she managed. She didn’t want to make him suspicious, or scare him off… If anything, she found herself considering throwing off the act, calling it sexy role-play and seeing if he wanted to go for something more… physical.

‘Don’t be stupid, Katie… If he’s still on the cam, he’s probably some sicko. Just use him, get your money and move on-“

“So, Katie… How old are you?” Like before, the question was plainly said. A lot of the guys asked her that, and she typically responded with a playful “Old enough!” before flashing more panty and keeping them thirsty and distracted. Now though, Katie found herself giggling and blatantly pulling up her skirt.

“Nineteen, sir… I just…” Katie paused for a moment, trying to get back on track mentally while her body went through the motions. While her fingers danced over her damp panties, rubbing the pale, wet cloth up between her puffy lips, her brow furrowed with concentration.

“Just what? You just dress up like this for what? Fun? A trick? Tell me, Katie…”

The man’s voice soothed Katie, and she felt herself slowly relax… Mostly, anyway. He was just so hot, and smart and… Everything about him was making it hard for the horny girl to think of much else but pleasing him in every way she could.

“Well, it started as a trick, sir…” she said, gasping sweetly as she began to tease her puffy nipples through her shirt. “M-my best friend thought it’d be… it’d be fun to go online and tease some guys…”

“Hmmm… Sounds like your friend is just as immature as you are. So did she join you?”

Immediately Katie’s head flooded with crystal clear images of her and Lizzie in front of the webcam. First, they began to slowly, sensuously kiss before things became more passionate. Soon, Katie was moving lower, licking her way down her friend’s body until her cute little ass was in the air and her tongue was sliding deep into…

“N-no sir, we’re not… we’re not lesbians.”

The man smiled at Katie, and she felt her pussy twitch. “We’ll see… You know, Katie, I think it’s clear you need a little help with direction in your life.”

“D-direction, sir?” Katie asked, slipping a hand down under the tight waistband of her tiny, pink panties.

“Well, look at yourself! You spend every night masturbating, showing off to men and then blackmailing them-“

Katie paused for a second… She hadn’t told him about her scheme yet, had she? Of course, she had the feeling that if he had asked, she would’ve been more than forthcoming. Maybe she had…

“Now, I know how it must be for you: a dumb, slutty girl without a body capable of attracting real men...”

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New story available: House Rules!

The black stone resurfaces once more to sow chaos... It begins with a simple transaction in an antique store, and a girl willing to do anything to get her hands on the dark gem. Bringing it home only gives it access to new users and new wishes, each with their own special twist. One girl discovers a new need for submission in her life, leading to her eagerly making amends to all those she scorned. The other finds herself teasing her friend's father, after a wish leaves her mostly bare and very frisky. That and more, as the stone grows in power and corruption, granting people their wildest fantasies one story at a time...

This is the third story in the Tainted Wishes series!

"Genies, Leprechauns, even the fabled monkey's paw... there's been no lack of legends about twisted wishes in human history. None, however, seem to mention a peculiar black stone; one that grants wishes in the hottest ways imaginable. When simple words have worldbending consequences, and anyone could be the stone's potential owner, your dirtiest wishes are bound to come true..."

(Transformation, Bimbos, Submission, Age Regression... This series features many mixed themes. Enjoy!)

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Ariel slumped her shoulders, defeated. She reached across the counter slowly, barely willing to give back the stone. Before she could pass it off, she muttered, “I just wish there was some way I could convince you to let me have it…”

It was mostly just an expression of her defeat, but as soon as the words came out of her mouth, she began to realize there were probably a few different things she could do…

‘No way, I’m not that kind of girl… am I? I mean, he is really cute, and…’ Ariel shook her head, as if to clear away the very naughty line of thinking that had popped up. No matter what she did, she couldn’t seem to get the image out of her head… nor could she keep herself from gradually beginning to like it.

“Hey so…” Ariel began, setting the stone down on the countertop, well within arm’s reach. “I know you can’t sell me the stone… but maybe we can work out a trade?”

The young man hadn’t looked up yet, so he hadn’t noticed the sudden change in the shy girl’s demeanor. “Trust me, I want to, but without knowing the value of… oh. Oh.”

The girl had slipped down one of the straps on her tank top, taking her bra with it. Already she had one pert breast out and was gently caressing it while she smiled at him suggestively. In moments she had the other side down, and was standing in front of him essentially topless, and seemingly unshaken by the public nature of the place.

“Maybe you can appraise these? I’m sure you’ll get your money’s worth…” Ariel said, gently squeezing her tits. Even as she did it, she found herself just as surprised as the shopkeeper. Normally she’d be too shy to even talk to a guy, let alone expose herself to one. That said, she didn’t feel the slightest hint of trepidation over her actions. If anything, she felt exhilarated and free, finally able to express herself… if a little more lewdly than she’d ever intended.

“I, uh… oh, wow…. Um,” the man stammered. While his mind and mouth went haywire, his erection spoke volumes.

“I know… it’s not really a fair trade,” Ariel said, turning around and bending over an old antique steamer chest. Wiggling her hips, she eased herself out of her comfy jeans. They crumpled to the floor, swiftly followed by her damp panties. “I mean, I’m willing to give up everything here, and you’ve done nothing to… sweeten the pot.”

She spoke the last three words slowly, while gently spreading the lips of her sex. It was over the top, and almost too campy for the random porn videos she’d sometimes watch, but it did the trick. In moments she heard the front door being locked and the shades being pulled, and right after that she felt the warmth of a man’s body against her own.

“You’re sure about this? I m-mean, we just met and-!”

Ariel thrust back against him, cutting his words off with a gentle gyration of her tight ass. All pretense of hesitation thrown out the window, the man shucked off his slacks and tossed them aside, knocking over a noisy assortment of random junk in the process. He didn’t care. By the time the stuff hit the ground, he was buried to the hilt in the tightest pussy he’d ever felt.

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New story available: Spilling Out!

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Andrea, an overworked lab assistant, is tasked with appraising some equipment at a defunct cosmetics facility. Letting her curiosity get the better of her, she opens up the malfunctioning seal on a very strange briefcase, only to be splashed by an unknown pink liquid. Rushing home to clean up, the young student finds herself feeling a little strange... and she's not the only one. Every girl she meets suddenly wants to get closer, and she rapidly finds herself sharing the sentiment. While she fights to keep from giving in, her body betrays her: every moment of arousal causes her bust to swell, tingling enticingly at all the feminine attention...

This is the first story in the Bra-Bursting Outbreak breast expansion series!

"A chance encounter releases a strange new contagion into the world. Women everywhere are succumbing; losing themselves to their rising libido and massively expanding bust-lines. Each concession to their new needs only leads them further into its sway, leaving a wake of busty, wet women behind them..."

(Features heavy breast expansion elements, straight to lesbian conversions and uncontrollable lust and lactation. Enjoy!)

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When she saw Andrea, the young girl let her phone drop. It cracked when it hit the floor, and chunks of plastic went flying, but she beyond caring. She was staring right at Andrea’s fat, full tits, as if they were the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen.

For her part, Andrea felt the same way about the quivering teen in front of her. Slender and soft, Tanya’s bare body was like nothing she’d ever seen, and certainly not something she’d ever lusted over. And yet, now that she had an eyeful and easy access, she wanted nothing more in the entire world.

“I-I… I didn’t think I liked girls,” Tanya mumbled, clumsily stepping closer to Andrea, “b-but when I look at you, sm… smell you, all I can think about is licking every part of-!”

Andrea just couldn’t help it anymore. In one swift motion she moved forward, grabbed a handful of Tanya’s silky, blonde hair, and brought the girl in for a long, deep kiss. While their lips, and tongues met and danced, Andrea let her hands wander, loving every inch of the teen’s smooth skin under her hands.

When she reached the other girl’s tight little ass, she squeezed firmly, enjoying the plush yield of her taut young backside. As she groped, Tanya began to squirm against her, their bodies pressed together with only the sodden remains of Andrea’s clothing between them; and even that was a flimsy, tentative thing.

Already Andrea’s breasts were stretching the limits of her blouse, and whether by pressure or by friction, she’d already lost several buttons to the bathroom floor. Streams of sweet cream spilled from her nipples, only increasing as Tanya’s own petite chest rubbed against her. The teen was practically coated with milk now, and when it dripped down over her tight cleft, she moaned.

Kissing wasn’t enough… Andrea needed more.

“Bend over the counter, and spread those legs for me like a good little girl…” The words just tumbled out of her without warning, as if bypassing her brain completely.

Tanya complied without hesitation, nodding obediently as she staggered over to the counter. She bent over sharply, pressing her small, milk-coated tits against the cold, wet surface. The pose, and her high heels ensured her ass was up and presented. Few thoughts swirled around the teen’s head right then, but she instinctually knew she wanted Andrea to have easy access… always.

Seeing the glistening, puffy lips of the girl’s sex so brazenly offered gave Andrea’s tits another surge of growth; bursting out of the final resistant buttons of her shirt. They filled before her eyes, and this time, she could watch it happen in the scuffed mirror. Inch by inch they expanded, while her nipples thickened and bulged with a need to be touched.  As tempting as it was to simply tug and stroke her long, milky teats, Tanya’s tight, young body was even more so.

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It's a back to school sale this weekend, for all my fans looking to catch up on one of my most enjoyed series! Both of the previous bundles in the series are reduced in price all weekend long!

First Class Bimbos Bundle #1

First Class Bimbos Bundle #2

Now on to the new release!
New story available: Taken Under Advisement!

Samantha Jennings, principal of Halford High, is losing her grip on her reality bending powers. Teachers and students alike are giving in to their baser urges, with their bodies following suit. In a rare moment of lucidity, the bimbo passes on a portion of her power to one of the few moral individuals left. Suddenly thrust into a position of power, Mr. Sawyer has to fight his own libido in order to keep from going down the same path as his predecessor. The only trouble is, each and every girl who comes to see him has a problem that only he, and his new abilities can solve. With each and every use making it that much easier to give in, and that much easier to enjoy, there's no way he can resist long...

This is the next story in the acclaimed Obedience School teen bimbofication series!

"Halford High is a school known for its high academic standards, its skilled sports teams, and bimbos. Read as cute teens become top-heavy, intellect-light playtoys with zero inhibitions…"

(Heavy breast expansion, intellect loss and bimbofication themes, with a dash of age regression when a new girl is needed.)

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“H-hold on, Samantha… something strange is going on,” he stammered, unbuttoning his slacks in spite of his concerns. “This school… there’s something funny about the school, and you…” Joe scratched his head in confusion, even as he stepped forward between the slut’s spread thighs.

Absentmindedly he ran his cock between the lips of Samantha’s slit, until his shaft was glistening with her juices. Then, pulling back slightly, he readjusted until the head of his erection was poised at the blonde’s puckered pink hole. She sucked him in easily, as if she kept herself constantly ready to be used there. Knowing her, she probably did.

“The girls… Samantha, the girls need a firmer hand… M-more guidance.” As he spoke, Joe grabbed ahold of the principal’s arms, pulling them firmly behind her to use as both a binding, and a handhold. She just moaned at the rough usage, tightening down on his cock as if milking him.

“I just think… I think if I had more power here in the school, I could some of the little sluts around… M-make them better. “

As he spoke, the room started to shimmer slightly, and he felt a strange sort of rush inside of him. His thrusts into the whorish principal became harder, more passionate. Samantha reciprocated, squirming and struggling in such a way that his cock only pushed deeper inside her. Then, he began to notice something odd… Samantha was changing.

Everything about her seemed to be slowly becoming more petite, from her wrists locked in his grip to the firm ass he’d buried his dick inside. Thrusting inside her hard, he barely registered her breasts decreasing until she began to lay more flat across the desk. Soon, her high-heeled feet were kicking the open air while he fucked her, before straightening out tightly while they both reeled in mutual climax.

For Joe, everything felt above and beyond anything he’d ever experienced. It was as if his entire body was being filled with white-hot light. Stars burst in his vision, and every inch of him was struck numb with overload. As the pressure built inside, he stumbled backward onto the floor, lost in a daze.

Samantha shivered at the pleasant contentment of having been fucked just right. This time, though, her arousal didn’t ratchet right back up, instead staying as a dull throb inside of her… tamed. She looked down at Joe with a hint of regret. She’d siphoned off so much of the chaotic power into him, he’d have an impossible time controlling it… Still, things would be different now.

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....and a new Obedience School bundle!

 
 
New story available: Vicky's Little Friend!

Despite enjoying her new life as a kinky, young woman, Vicky finds herself looking longingly over at the house across the street. Gabrielle, the girl next door, tempts her almost as much as her bimbo assistant, Lena. Before long, Vicky can't help but give into the temptation, letting the teen take a spin in the same miraculous machine that turned back the clock for her. With Gabrielle discovering all sorts of new interests in her rapidly changing body, it's only a matter of time before she finds herself in the arms of another woman...

This is the second story in the Back to Bimbo age regression series!

“When Doctor Victoria Pendleton invents a machine that can change both body and minds on a fundamental level, she never expects what might happen on its maiden voyage. Regressed back to the adorable "Vicky", the newly young girl is struck with a massive increase in libido, an intoxicatingly compelling submissive streak, and a beautifully busty new "Mommy" to play with. Soon, though, Vicky starts seeking new friends, pets and toys as she really gets into her new role...”

(Heavy Age Regression/Ageplay Focus, Breast Expansion, Humiliation and more! Enjoy!)

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Raven gasped as Vicky brought up a small hand-mirror. She looked… amazing. Not only was her skin utterly clear of acne, it looked softer and healthier all around. Her face hadn’t looked this good for years. In fact, the only spots she could see on her face was a light sprinkling of what looked like very faint freckles across her cheeks, but that was impossible…

“Holy shit… that’s fucking amazing! I look like one of the goddamn cheerleaders now, I mean, look at me!”

“Yeah, you look really,” Vicky stepped closer, stuffing the mirror into her back pocket, ”really good.” The moment the words left her mouth, the young girl leaned in, pressing her lips to Raven’s without a bit of hesitation.

Raven’s eyes fluttered as they kissed, and she could feel every part of her become ready for every part of her lover. Her hands reached up and shook as they made contact with the warmth of Vicky’s body, trailing along her side to the bottom hem of the girl’s t-shirt. As if on instinct, she pulled up, and her heart skipped a beat when she saw the other teen’s chest bare in front of her.

Vicky giggled, completing the job by tearing the shirt clear off and tossing it to the side. Now that the other girl was topless, Raven was struck once more by how young she looked, and she could feel her already wet slit throbbing at the taboo of it all.

“Do you think I’m cute?” Vicky asked, climbing up onto the chair to straddle Raven’s lap. The teen responded with a soft moan and a slow nod, her eyes locked on the young girl’s tiny breasts. Vicky grinned, gently grabbing Raven’s hands and pulling them up over her belly, to her chest.

“Do you like my little titties?” Vicky asked, quieter this time.

Raven’s response was an eager grope, breathing in slow, ragged breaths. She watched as Vicky’s hands trailed lower, to begin opening the zipper of her jeans with slow, teasing deliberation. Raven watched with lust glazed eyes as the young girl gradually revealed a pair of soaking wet panties, tightly pressed against her bare lips, covered in cute little characters.

“Do you want to fuck this naughty little girl?”

Raven nodded, unable to say no. The blatant, sexual display in front of her was like all her dirtiest daydreams given life. Between that and the lingering, tingling after-effects of the machine, the teen was well beyond most rational thought. In fact, as she slid her hands down Vicky’s back, under her jeans to cup that perfect, tight ass, Raven didn’t have a single thought in her head.

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Enjoy, and have an amazing new year!

 
 
New story available: Just Playing Along!

A sleepover party becomes a little more wild when one girl shows her friends an interesting book she's found. Giggling over the book and its perverted pictures, the teens decide to play with fire and cast one of the spells they find within... a hypnotic sorcery that gives the other girls total control over another. Denise, leader of the group, volunteers to be the target. Far from altruistic, and definitely skeptical, the young woman plans on just playing along with what she thinks will be little more than a bad joke. In fact, she even plays along when the girls tell her to serve them, and strip for them, and more... Of course, there's no way the spell worked, and it's totally her own idea to flirt, and tease... and touch.

This is the third story in the all-girl Book of Bimbo series!

"As mysterious as it is powerful, the Book of Bimbo has passed through many hands over the years... and left none of them unchanged. Bending reality and expanding bust lines, this is one story you won't want to put down."

(Breast Expansion, Bimbo/Intellect Loss, Girls Only, Some Age Regression planned. Enjoy!)

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“Denise… You’ve secretly had a really, really big crush on both of us,” Joy said, taking a moment to giggle with Leslie before continuing. “You’re starting to have trouble hiding it, especially when you’ve had a few drinks. In fact, by the time you’ve finished your next, you won’t be able to keep from openly flirting with us, hitting on us, and constantly checking us out. Do you understand?”

“Yes, mistress,” was Denise’s response, but inside she was practically drooling at the opportunity. She did have a huge crush on both of them, and had for years. This was the perfect excuse to let loose and finally try to tempt one, or both of her friends into a little bit of girl-girl fun.

Joy turned to Leslie, “Anything you’d like to add? She’ll do anything at all…”

Leslie shrunk down shyly, bashful despite her obvious arousal. She even slowly rubbed at one of her stiff little nipples poking up from her shirt as she eyed Denise’s still form. Still, she seemed unwilling or unable to take the opportunity in front of her, which caused Joy to sigh.

“Alright then… Denise, you know that Leslie is way too shy to respond to typical flirting. Thankfully, you really enjoy being slutty, so it’s completely natural for you to come on to her in more and more dirty ways. Understand?”

“Yes, mistress.”

“See, Les? You can be honest about how you feel tonight. No judgment… especially after that kis-“

“Awaken, Denise!” Leslie shouted, interrupting Joy.

Perking up immediately, Denise sauntered over to her friends with bedroom eyes. “You know, if I’m going to be your waitress tonight, the least you guys can do is pay me a little. I might even be tempted to provide a few other services as well…”

Leslie took her drink with shaking hands, her eyes flicking up and down Denise’s body before taking a long swig. When Denise winked at her, she nearly choked, making Joy burst out laughing.

Joy took her drink as well, but quickly set it aside. Reaching over to her purse, she fished out a few dollars and waved them towards Denise. Chugging the last of her cocktail, the impromptu waitress giggled as Joy stuffed the bills down the waistband of her panties.

“You’re not getting anything else until I get a look at some of these ‘services’,” Joy said, teasingly.

Denise didn’t hesitate for a moment, reaching back deftly to undo the clasp on her bra with practiced ease. Before she let her breasts fall free, she reached up and held the cloth to her chest, swiveling her hips slowly until her back was turned and her ass was wagging in front of the other girls. Rhythmically she moved, swaying her body in time with an inaudible beat as she let the bra fall to the floor.

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New story available: Precinct Playtime!

Chaos spreads as the wish-granting stone falls into new hands, leaving an entire police precinct filled with nothing but barely contained bimbos. As their thoughtless words lead to world twisting wishes, the office becomes the site of some of the lewdest acts imaginable. Exhibition, submission and more become part of the daily routine as each woman makes her lustful wants known. Meanwhile, the stone grows in power, spreading in both reach and temptation...

This is the second story in the Tainted Wishes series!

"Genies, Leprechauns, even the fabled monkey's paw... there's been no lack of legends about twisted wishes in human history. None, however, seem to mention a peculiar black stone; one that grants wishes in the hottest ways imaginable. When simple words have worldbending consequences, and anyone could be the stone's potential owner, your dirtiest wishes are bound to come true..."

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Casey looked down at the items on her desk with no small amount of frustration. Not five minutes before, two of the officers she worked with had come mincing in looking sluttier than usual and grinning like idiots. They’d dumped their badges, guns and an odd black stone onto her desk before skipping out of the precinct leaving the scent of musk and cheap perfume in their wake.

She could understand the lust… every woman who worked at the precinct did, as if the place had seemingly attracted only the horniest and most busty girls around. It made for an incredibly pleasant work environment, if a distracting one. Not a day went by without some girl’s top popping open on ‘accident’ and there were more than a few dalliances happening in the showers before, during and after shifts.

Still, there was no excuse for dereliction of duty, Casey believed, and she had little and less respect for any girl who let her libido stand in the way of her work. As such, she simply went about her job with a thick, buzzing toy up inside her, and the only moments her attention lapsed were when she was shaking in uncontrollably potent orgasms.

Even then, the young receptionist held on to her will, clutching her desk as she rode out the pleasure a moment before going back to her paperwork. It wasn’t as though she didn’t enjoy herself. On the contrary, she reveled in her lust as much as the next girl. She just cared too much about her job to let it define her like some of the others.

“I wish I didn’t care so much…” she mumbled as she began to stow the ex-officer’s things in the appropriate bins. A shudder ran through her as soon as she spoke, however, and moments later she was clumsily shoving papers and other items off the desk and onto the growing mess on the floor.

Tipping back in her chair, she shoved both feet up onto the surface of her desk, spreading her thighs wide for easier access. It didn’t matter to her if someone caught sight of her dripping wet slit underneath her damp, sodden skirt, any more than she cared about closing up her ratty shirt over her fat tits.

There wasn’t much actually that got her attention aside from touching herself, and that was mostly out of habit than anything else. Day in and day out she sat there, lazily fucking herself while officer and civilian alike passed by her with a mix of disgust and arousal. Surrounding her were sloppy stacks of papers and files, none of which had been put away or processed.

It was just so hard to muster the interest necessary to do her job. In fact, some days she didn’t even bother going home. She’d just order food and fuck herself til it arrived, and most of the time she wouldn’t even stop when the delivery girl arrived. The last time it happened, the girl had spent a good twenty minutes groping one of Casey’s tits while she got herself off, wiping her wet fingers on the receptionist’s blouse before taking off. She knew the older woman didn’t care.

There were times though, when the higher ups would come by and berate her for her laziness. They never fired her, but they’d docked her pay severely. She didn’t mind too much, but there were moments when it annoyed her. It wasn’t as if she cared about the job or anything, but the interruptions were often long and loud. Just thinking about it was making her more agitated than she liked being.

“I just wish someone else did this job, so I could just play with myself all the time,” Casey muttered, her pussy squirting onto the already stained chair. Next to her leg, the black stone on the desk began to pulse…

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First off, apologies for the late update! I had a surprise house guest take over my office for the weekend. I also wanted to say thank you to each and every one of my readers. Whether you've read one story or all of them, you've helped me keep on writing. I know it's odd coming from your favorite pornsmith, but there it is. You guys are awesome. Anyway, enough talk... have at you!
New story available: Her New Obsessions!

Ashley, obsessed with deciphering ancient texts, is presented with the find of a lifetime: a book written in a language even she doesn't recognize. After receiving the tome, she finds she at least recognizes the blatant sexuality displayed in the illustrations... In fact, looking at the busty bimbos in the book starts to awaken a new hunger inside her, and a new need to be looked at, touched and teased by another woman. After reading from the tome, she finds herself becoming better and better equipped for her growing obsession, bursting out of her shirts and drawing every eye; including her own.

This is the third story in the all-girl Book of Bimbo series!

"As mysterious as it is powerful, the Book of Bimbo has passed through many hands over the years... and left none of them unchanged. Bending reality and expanding bust lines, this is one story you won't want to put down."

(Breast Expansion, Bimbo/Intellect Loss, Girls Only, Some Age Regression planned. Enjoy!)

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Obsessed with her studies, Ashley found she had little interest in sex with any gender. She hadn’t even touched herself in any sort of a sexual way; she simply had never felt the need. Now though, looking at the image in the book, she found herself feeling something strange and new.

Turning the page, she found another picture of the same woman, still holding her own breasts, only now they were much larger. Bulging in her hands, they seemed almost too heavy to hold, with fat, thick nipples peeking out between slender fingers. Now the glistening juices on the woman’s thighs weren’t the only signs of wetness; several drops of drool had spilled out of the lady’s seemingly plumper lips, splashing against her cleavage.

Ashley shivered, her thighs locked tightly against each other while her little clit throbbed with need. There was just something about the woman’s breasts… something the young girl couldn’t seem to push from her mind. They were just so perfect… so big and round, fat and heavy… she could practically imagine them hanging off her own chest, jiggling for everyone to see as she bent over and…

She’d never felt so good, rocking in her chair the moment her hands found her own nipples. Rubbing and pulling at them, Ashley’s gaze was nonetheless locked on the tome. The words and pictures both began to swim before her eyes,  bombarding her mind with increasing levels of lewd imagery.

The woman in the pictures became more and more eager to show off her tits, masturbating while staring at her own enormous mounds. Others started appearing in the images, all staring at the transforming girl. All of them began treating her like she was nothing more than a sex object; just a pair of tits to touch and play with attached to a dumb and dripping girl.

The pages flew by, even though Ashley had ceased to bother turning them. Her hands were firmly planted on her meager chest, groping at her puffy mounds with desperate need while she rolled her hips in her chair. Between ragged, panting breaths, the girl had begun to speak the words she was reading; giving voice to sounds and thoughts she never knew existed. Even as the tome began to glow with unearthly light she continued, pawing at her breasts as the book echoed her words with sweet, seductive whispers.

The light grew more intense, washing over the young girl’s body and filling her with heat. The pulsing luminescence seemed almost tangible, reaching out to touch Ashley in ways she’d never realized she wanted until now. As the glow reached her breasts, the girl tore off her shirt quickly, her glasses flying off her face as she rushed to strip down.

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