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Her Coercive Tone, 19: Imprisoned in Ass and Crotch
Was little Marco really nuzzling her pussy with his face? His entire face! She giggled into her palms. Read more
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Her Coercive Tone, 18: Plunging into the Lion’s Den
“Oh, my Goddess!” Marco cried, as Dorris’s living, greedy asshole sucked on his penis. Read more
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Her Coercive Tone, 17: The Long Haul
With a petulant sigh Dorris reached back and slid the tiny man under her waistband and between her plump butt cheeks. Read more
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Her Coercive Tone, 16: Scrub-a-Dub Part Deux
The idea of holding a wriggly little Marco and making him do something against his will was… frankly… arousing. Read more
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Her Coercive Tone, 15: The Late-Night Snack
Dorris swiped his feet into creamy dip streaked with green fibers and raised the naked little man to her face. Read more
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Nine Years Ago? Really?
If you’d asked me when I started this, I probably would’ve said four years ago. Read more
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The Bottles of Al’Qazr, Ch. 2
“Yeah, that’d be nice, to be able to have a pleasant conversation with you for once.” Read more
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A Gathering of Friends and Lovers, pt. 3
Nor did the bartender sense any trouble in Ceci, who would not dispel the rare magic of the open bar. Read more
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A Gathering of Friends and Lovers, pt. 2
Lynn cursed and glanced at her company. In the middle of the booth, it wasn’t easy to weasel out of this. Read more
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A Gathering of Friends and Lovers, pt. 1
Two women walked into the back room; the brunette thanked the hostess while the blonde scanned the empty seats. Read more
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Shrunken Delights
Andrew stood on the carpet several feet away, but it was as if he were on the other side of a stadium watching two gigantic beings. Read more
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This Is Where We Get Off
A cute woman walked up and took my bus seat… with tiny little me still in it. Read more
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