New story available: Submission Hold!

Two girls tumble into a world of underground competition, the League, where abilities both physical and mental are put to the test. Claire is the coach, a very experienced young woman with an unknown connection to the League. Riley is her pupil, an untamed talent with a rebellious streak and a powerful mind. The march to the top changes both of them. While Claire becomes more strict, Riley finds herself slowly easing into a more submissive role; eager to please the woman who had brought her so far. The only question is, how far are they both able, and willing to go...

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Now it was Riley’s turn to gloat. She circled her fallen foe, randomly running her fingers across the shining suit and laughing as Lady Latex struggled to hold onto herself. She only stopped when her boot was firmly planted right below the drool-dripping mouth of her opponent, and she wiggled it back and forth.

“Kiss it. Kiss it, and maybe you leave this place with a bit of dignity intact.”

Lady Latex held there, panting in place with her hands bunched into tight fists. It was clear she was trying to marshal her defenses, but now that Riley had slithered inside, it was like trying to build a wall out of water. Every time she got even close to forming a mental shield, Riley simply plucked it away from her, leaving her raw once more.

The crowd was growing restless, but Riley was getting more so. She could see why her foe had become so excited, as the sight of Lady Latex writhing beneath her was leaving her more than a little aroused herself.

“Last chance…” she taunted, nudging the woman with the tip of her boot.

“Go f-fuck yourself…” Lady Latex stammered out.

“You first,” Riley said with a smirk.

All at once Lady Latex felt every bit of self-control she had left become stripped away in an instant. The suit, which had been so pleasurable to her at first, was now a terrible obstacle, and she knew she had to get it off right away. Hands shaking, she scrambled to unzip the thing, but no matter how fervently she grabbed for it, she simply couldn’t find the seam. Confused, horny and desperate, she leapt forward and began shamelessly kissing Riley’s boot.

“P-please, you have to help me out of this thing! My p-pussy is… Oh, fuck!”

She couldn’t help herself. Reaching back, she began stroking her crotch through her suit, filling the arena with loud squeaks. Chest down and ass up, she continued slobbering over her opponent’s shoe, hoping for a bit of mercy, and assistance in quenching the heat inside her.

The audience was a mix of appreciative cheering at the display, and raucous laughter over the humiliating sounds. Riley, however, had just one reaction, and she expressed it by pulling aside the material of her black leotard before tapping her opponent on the head.

“You had your chance. Now here’s your new offer… You get me off, right here in front of everyone, and I’ll help you strip down so you can stroke yourself stupid on the mat. How’s that sou-“

Riley hadn’t even finished speaking before Lady Latex lunged forward and began to pleasure her. Even though she’d been served by countless bested women in the past, this was on a whole new level. Here was an opponent who would’ve happily changed her into little more than a weak, mewling pet... who was now eagerly licking her for the chance to be further humiliated.

The power, more than the actual sensation, was intoxicating. She hardly noticed the crowd, or the event itself… it was just her, and the pathetic pet kneeling beneath her. Already she’d stripped the woman of every scrap of resistance, leaving her vulnerable to any passing whim Riley might have. More than that, she made sure Lady Latex loved every second of her submission, to the point where she was beginning to crave it more than her suit.

Lady Latex came when Riley did, so complete was their bond and taming. Of course, to Riley that was merely the beginning. Roughly she stripped the other woman down, ignoring the pathetic begging to be touched that followed. She had something else in mind.

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New story available: A Better Fit!

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Theresa and Mia are the very picture of wedded bliss, and with everything lining up in their favor, they both find themselves contemplating that next big step. The only problem is, neither woman seems able to agree on who should be the one to stay at home and take on a new, more motherly role. The athletic and assertive Mia thinks she should be the bread-winner, loving her job as a personal trainer far too much to give it up, while Theresa is much too invested in her chemistry career to take a break. Things come to a head in a heated argument, which spurs Theresa to action, sneaking a sample of a highly experimental fertility drug from her lab. Soon, Mia is realizing her body is meant for much more than simple exercise, as well as discovering a certain taste for being sweet and submissive. Craving control and so much more, the sporty girl falls into a pleasurable downward spiral into lust, need, and doe-eyed complacency... and she's never been happier.

This is the third story in the Breeding Bimbos series!

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"Sometimes a girl wants a little bit more out of life… Maybe it's a bigger bust, a curvier body, or maybe it's an unrelenting need to get knocked up in the dirtiest way possible. The Breeding Bimbos series is all about girls who, whether they realize it or not at the start, want all of those things, as much as they can."

(Heavy focus on fertility, breast expansion, intellect loss and bimbofication themes, with some age regression to teen.)

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“Honey, I’m having the weirdest fucking day ever. I, uh, I’ve been feeling strange and, I dunno, horny since this morning. I was so distracted I didn’t notice this gaping fucking hole in my pants, and while I was doing stretches, everyone got to see pretty much everything. I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life… Please call me when you can, I really, really need you right now.”

Ending the call, Mia leaned back against the wall, feeling her rebellious pussy still throbbing at all the excitement. Her hand was halfway down her belly when her phone rang, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was Theresa’s number.

“Oh, baby, I’m so glad you-“ she began, only to be cut off by her wife’s reply.

“Show me.”

“What do you mean? Honey, I’ve had a really-“

“I said, show me. You know exactly what I mean.”

Mia was surprised at the oddly stern tone of Theresa’s voice. The normally timid woman seemed so forceful all of a sudden, and she didn’t know how to react. Her body knew, however, and she felt her knees go weak and her head begin to swim with the rush of arousal that went through her.

Still, Mia mustered her resolve. She was the assertive one, she was the one in charge, and there was no way she was going to let her sexy, confident wife push her around.

“Honey, I’m not going to-“

“Get down on your knees, spread your legs and show me, right now!”

Nearly dropping the phone, Mia fell to the floor as if her body had decided to obey before her mind could stop it. Fingers fumbling, she navigated to the phone’s camera with one hand, while her other worked to tear open her pants more for a better view. Then, blushing and almost painfully horny, with the slightest hint of tears in her eyes, Mia began to take picture after picture of her dripping wet pussy.

She sent them without a word, simply breathing heavily into the phone as she waited for Theresa’s reply.

“Good… Now touch yourself for me…”

Theresa sounded just as worked up as she was, which made it all the easier to reach down and do as she was told. Still, she couldn’t help pleading one last time.

“Babe, please…”

“Go hard and fast, I want to hear it.”

Both commands were simple enough to obey, Mia found. Kneeling there on the cold tile, feeling both defeated and demeaned, the athletic girl began to stroke herself. She started out quiet, rubbing herself slowly at first, but that didn’t last. Between the sound of Theresa’s anticipation, and the echoes of her commands, Mia simply couldn’t contain herself. Little gasps kept creeping out, followed soon by needy, feminine moans. Soon she was crying out far louder than she ever had, bucking her hips on the scuffed floor as the puddle beneath her spread.

“Tell me what you’re doing… Be dirty…”

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