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Monstrous Lust: Naked...

Monstrous Lust: Naked Explorer

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Another monstrous story of lust is out.

Tidbits and Teasers:

I don’t know, I don’t know what to write down. I
discovered Terri and Kali last night. That’s the easy part of what I have to
document. They were taken days ago by the wyrm thing. I didn’t think they would
be alive. I definitely did not think they would still be with it - doing those
things.

The whispers and shadows spoke of it. I guess I
didn’t understand them, or didn’t want to. There is also the dreams of which I
have not wrote about. I didn’t think much of them at first. They keep reminding
me of that time when I was a thirteen. I keep seeing that image of what got me
so interested in this crazy pursuit of mine, always wanting to discover such a
thing, prove it is real. Oh how it excited me so much back then. Of course I
was dissuaded by my parents. Nobody believed what I saw, even I came to
question it. It was just a glimpse of something while on a car ride.

Why
is it that? After all these years, I came to remember it differently. I
remember seeing things; magical, wondrous things. I remember a unicorn and a
fairy maiden, but I did not remember the graphic sex. Yet, after seeing both
Terri and Kali wrapped in the coils of that thing, it is all I can remember.
The unicorn was having sex with that maiden just as graphically as those two
were on that wyrm creature. It wasn’t simple fucking either.



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Monstrous Lust: Howling Pleasures from Throbbing Night...

Monstrous Lust: Howling Pleasures from Throbbing Night Treasures: Bundle #5 

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Bundle Number 5 is out for the Monstrous Lust Series! It’s got werewolves, lots of werewolves. It’s got forest gods and flaming tendrils. In fact, it has a whole den full of monsters that want to tingle unfortunate (or are they?) playthings with their lust filled and exotic bodies from another world. 

Stories Include:
Becoming One with the Forest Lords
In Too Deep; The Monsters Den of Lust and Desire
Ishtar; She was Claimed and Seduced by her God
Hot Temptation, Lust’s Hardcore Hell
She Was Made To Touch Lust’s Monstrous Shadow
Transformed by Lust
My Feral Brother, My Feral Lover
My Feral Lover Part II. Into the Monsters Den

Yes, his curse was glorious. She howled deeply at that hanging silver orb while savagely grinding her sex all over his hot pulsing cock. It was her destiny ever since that first night she had seen him lurking in the shadows of the forest. He had called out to her. The wild fantasy of his existence could only be explored. They were both hunters, both achieving what the other one wanted. She howled again as she got the pleasure of his release inside of her. She had again tamed the beast with her passion and the thrill of their sex, and yet, she had also become him. They were of the same silver fur and fang. His cock tied up inside her, swelling to a point that they could no longer separate. She collapsed into his thick furry chest. She still happily grinded their sexes together, but now she was gentler and more passionate than when she was in the throes of a predator’s heat.
Calm, she could enjoy the passion more intimately with her pet. That of course did not make her any less of his beast. Her transformation was complete. The seed of his curse lay deeply in her womb, where she could feel it sprout a new beginning there. He would never be alone in this dark forest.
They still had an entire night with a moon glowing bright. His cock trapped inside her, bound by its own desire to breed. The monstrous hard knot was the mark of his primal urge to hunt her. With his curse, it was only fitting that she continued to feed throughout the night, on her prey. They fell back into a lovers embrace, wrapping the silver fur and transmuted forms of their bodies together, forever as one. 

Lust and the Spider; (Erotica just got more horrifyingly...

Lust and the Spider; (Erotica just got more horrifyingly weird.)

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Olivia tried to catch her panicked breath. The
creature turned its head to look at her curiously to see what was going on. Now
Olivia could see that it was more than just a giant spider. It’s front legs
were more like humanoid arms with chitin claws. A chitin exoskeleton covered a
very masculine looking upper body. Only the abdomen and legs were truly spider
- that and the indistinguishable features of his face with its many eyes. He
had one of Millie’s legs lifted up high. Her naked foot running behind those
bulbous venom fangs protruding from his face. They were hiding his mouth where
he was obviously sticking Millie’s foot.

Olivia watched carefully, feeling a little better
with her sister’s soft reassuring voice telling her it was alright. The
creature’s movements were slow as it’s head moved down Millie’s leg, then back
up it again. Their were little leg-like appendages next to his fangs that
helped hold her foot in place while his mouth parts jostled about.

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http://myBook.to/Paperback2A second collection of my stories is...

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A second collection of my stories is on its way. The Kindle version is already out, and you can even find it on KDP Unlimited as well.

Stories Included are:

The
Festival of Taboo Carnal Lords: - A Festival occurs every few years in the old town of Alpine, and with it and orgy of monsters that are ready to take on new initiates from the town.

How
Rose Brought Lusty Pleasure to the Gnoles: - A young woman seeking power and self confidence becomes the apprentice to a famous witch. However, she is deceived into sexual depravity with a strange race of beings furry monstrosities known only as gnoles. 

He
Squirms for Her:- A pair of sisters discover that a stuffed teddy bear procured from Africa holds a dark and squirmingly delightful secret. 

Monstrous
Masquerade and Genie Wishes: A masquerade ball is being held in the Duchess of Rose estate. The theme is to dress up as the animal that best suites your character. Later there will be a grand play in which a genie shall grant the whole audience a delightful wish to become the savagely lust hungry beasts they were always meant to be. 

Whipped
by the Willows: - A couple of river rafters are forced to camp the night in a wilderness that wants to cum alive and ravage them. 

Claimed
by Wild Horses: She saw her sister make a pack with carnal forces, and found she wanted to do the same. Her first ritual would be to lie with an interesting pair of beasts of the equine sort.

Transformed
by Lust: - She was cursed to transform into a beast by the light of a full moon after taking his wolfen cock. Now she transforms and hunts the hunter.

Ishtar:
She was Claimed and Seduced by her God: - A lonely and dying girl finds comfort in her remaining days with an unusual lover.

Monster
Girl Entangles her Man: - She was a predator who likes to prey on men who gets caught in her lusty web. This is her story about the one man who let her have him.

The
Curse of the Devil’s Twisted Seed: - The witch Rose loves to curse people into joining her carnal cravings of monstrous lust. She will send her most savage of beasts to forcibly seduce you into joining in on her cravings. 

The
House of Forbidden Delights: - There is a house full of carnal secrets. Stay there if you dare.

Here lies three shorter works by E.M....

Here lies three shorter works by E.M. Beastly.

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When Night Comes:
Eve is lured into a haunted old stable where the night sky takes on a fitting form to become her lover.

Playing Cat and Willing Mouse:
Two sisters bring home a stray cat, but they learn he is much more than a simple feline. They and the maid go missing, leaving the third and last sister to play an erotic game of cat and mouse with an inhuman stalker.

A Long Hard Winter:
Winter comes early for poor Marian as she hikes up a forbidden mountain with stories of monsters lurking its slopes.

Sample:

It was the second encounter that told me I wasn’t getting away. I was his mouse already caught, and he let me know it. It had been a long exhausting flight, and when I got to my home away from home, I wanted a nice hot shower.

It wasn’t even night! There was still plenty of late afternoon light coming in, and the bathroom was bright and cheery. Yet, I never saw him come in. I know I wasn’t paying attention, with water in my eyes and all, but I would think I would have noticed something before he opened the shower stall and pinned me against the wall. There he was with his sinister smile looking me down again, and here I thought cats didn’t like to get wet.

I guess he wasn’t much of a cat anymore, not in the way he was able to stand and grab me as he did. Sure, he still had striped fur that now seemed to glimmer with a bit of purple as it became wet and saggy from the steamy rain coming down upon us. He still had the grinning smile with long whiskers, his big glowing eyes with the dagger like slits, and the sharp claws and razor teeth. However, he did not use them this time.

Again, he stared at me and I did not move as he pressed his wet fur up against me. Tighter and tighter he pressed me against the shower wall while hot steam filled our chamber. Then he began to sink low, still smiling as he looked up at me as his wet chin went down my cleavage. His muzzle slid all the way down me until he was nuzzling my wet mound. His whiskers bristling against my fuzz, and then that tongue of his went to work again.

Oh my god, the roughness of his tongue and the hot, roaring sprays of the shower playing against my clitoris: Right away I was stung with such a sensation that I almost collapsed down alongside him on the shower floor. This creature, this feline monstrosity with his terrible grin, was a master artisan of womanly pleasure. I understood then why my sisters had decided to keep this beast, or why the maid disappeared. Did they know about this? They must have, but why did they keep it a secret from me?

Monstrous Lust: Ye Ole Dark Fairy...

Monstrous Lust: Ye Ole Dark Fairy Lust

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Chester, the strange
black and silver striped cat that roamed her property, began to change before
her eyes. Instantly her memory returned of her ordeal with the pooka that took
the form of the gorgeous black stallion that roamed behind her house. She went
to explore and found more than she bargained for. He hadn’t been a horse at
all, but a mischievous fey who wanted to fuck her. He had planned to take her.
Instead, she took him. She couldn’t resist, and now that the memory was returning,
she wasn’t surprised to find that Chester
was also the same kind of fey.

It was just
like before; the large cat took on a human form that retained all of his feline
features in an anthropomorphic fashion. In this form his feline features became
lionly regal. His head and neck was crowned in a thick mane, his monstrous
hands and feet held features of a great lion, and his body was covered in that
magnificently dark fur he shared by his Stallion counterpart. Just like the
Stallion, he possessed glowing red eyes, and a cock erect and hungry.

“My
turn,” he said with his Cheshire
grin that she had named him from, “I have been wanting this a long time,
ever since I admired your naked body, wet and dripping. If I had known you
would submit so easily, I wouldn’t have let him have you first.” His grin
grew wider as his eyes burned brighter.

His cock wasn’t
as big as the Stallion’s, but it was still impressive. Just like his compatriots,
his cock was sinfully black. The Stallion’s cock was big and bulky; Chester’s was sleek and
shapely. Designed more for unhindered penetration with its arrow like tip. What
caught her attention the most was the protrusions that covered the tip and went
all the way down his shaft. They were strange fleshy barbs and bristles that
seemed to slightly quiver. They were designed for making incredible pleasure in
her body. Seeing it, she collapsed on her knees from the memory of that Stallion’s
massive knob slowly rolling around inside her. The memory of his pleasure hit
her hard. Adding the image of just how Chester’s
strange cock would feel, overwhelmed her.

“You must
have really enjoyed what was given to you?” Chester said ever smiling as his cock
twitched, “did ‘He’ break you already?”

She couldn’t
reply, she was having an orgasm: Her legs buckled, her body quaked, and her
nipples grew hard beneath her blouse. She could still feel that monstrous horse-sized
cock. Fairy magic cursed her and she would never escape the pleasure.

Chester pounced on her,
not that she was in any state to flee. His claws shredded her blouse without
ever touching her trembling skin. Her nipples pointed at their assailant,
telling him, 'here we are, bite us, ravish us, make us yours!’ He obliged their
request, pinning her to the ground with his warm furry body as he sucked like a
hungry kitten. His tongue was rough and stimulating, and its touch on her
aroused nipples only made her cum harder.

Yes, her first
encounter had a profound effect upon her. The memory flooding her mind was
enough to make her forcefully submit. She remembered the black steed’s cum
boiling out of her and cursing her with fairy magic. The Stallion’s stinging
words rang out in her mind, “If you don’t submit to my demands I shall
breed you, and the forest shall breed with you, unendingly. Your soul trapped
like you are now in carnal ecstasy.”

They weren’t
even giving her a chance to fulfill her end of the bargain. How many more were
there that wanted their carnal desires fulfilled? How many times would they
sting her body with unbelievable sensations before they would give her a
chance?

She did not
regret her decision at that moment. Chester
was a passionate lover, more so than the unnamed Stallion had been. He pinned
her to the floor with his affectionate kisses, ravishingly tender nips and long
licks across her skin. He slowly worked his way down her body with his tongue-lashing.
She howled and arched her back against the pleasure. Her body both wanted it
and fought against it; not knowing if it should pull away or push him in
closer. She scratched and clawed at the flooring, pulling herself backwards and
up a nearby wall. Chester
followed, seeming to push her along with his tongue. Once she was standing
again, braced against the wall, he continued to push her upwards until her legs
dangled over his shoulders. There he drank satisfyingly from her bowl.

“Would you
like a treat?” he said smiling between a lick. “You’ve felt fairy
juices flow between your loins but not between your lips.”

The spell of
his enchantment broke for a moment with his words, allowing his offering to
enter her mind. Or maybe, the glamour of his wet tongue roughly stimulating her
clitoris convinced her that his cock was filled with a delicious surprise.
Puddings and syrups made from mountain berries and wild honey came to her
thoughts.

She knew it
must be a fairy trick, but it was already too late for tricks; she had already
fallen into all of them, and so, she nodded her head and squeaked out a weak,
“please, yes.”

She was allowed
to slide back down the wall. His stiff member throbbing only inches from her
lips. She could see and smell it clearly; the fleshy barbs covered it
completely. With her first impressions, she thought them bony spines meant to
inflict pain; he was a feline after all. She learned as she touched them that they
were designed to stimulate. They were firm, yes, but not sharp. In fact, they
felt good stimulating her delicate fingers, enough to find herself continuously
stroking it even after placing it between her lips.

Caught up in
the fairy spell, she sucked and licked on the studded cock without resistance.
Her body almost working against her will, and her lips and tongue did things
she didn’t know she could do. What further perplexed her was his taste, which
was so strong and strange that it should have given her pause. Yet, she worked
on him ravenously like a drunkard without any wits.

Chester continued to bring
them slowly down off the wall until he was lying with his back to the floor.
She came to lie down with him, unable to unwrap her lips from his tasty meat. Years
of sexual experience and knowledge she never possessed told her what to do. The
Stallion’s cursed seed must have enchanted her; it was the only explanation to
why she sucked on his inhuman cock like a professional whore.

“Oh,
yes.” Chester
purred, a pungent load of his milk stung the roof of her mouth, “Yes, you
so willingly gave yourself to us. We were rather surprised. As an extra gift of
mischief from us ravaging you forever more, your body will also forever be
willing to submit to us. You will be caged by your own desires that will take
the shape of the animal inside you.” He smiled a wicked smile and laughed
devilishly, “You’ll become the monster that ravages you most!”

She was hardly
listening. His taste was so wonderful. She found herself, not against her will,
but against reason to keep sucking and licking on his gnarly cock. She was
hungry and needed more of his delicious taste.

Chester laid back and
enjoyed the ride for a time while she cleaned and polished his sexual tool. Nonetheless,
it wasn’t in his nature to let her do all the work. He had to join in on the
fun, and soon he was back on top of her. She was still sucking his cock but he
was licking and sucking on her too. Fairies may be mischievous but they are
also fair. They love to deliver pleasure, if pleasure is received in turn.

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Part II. OF My Werewolf Story Comes Out With A...

Part II. OF My Werewolf Story Comes Out With A Twist!

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Shani had finally returned from from her night in the dark forest. Her sister Camille was waiting eagerly to hear how her first experience with their new werewolf family had turned out. Instead, her sister hands her a strange idol of a monstrous god, and tells Camille that there is far more than just werewolves lurking in the forest.
Now Camille will go on her own journey of self-discovery and lust, as she learns the truth about her new family and her stepbrother Fen. Only the strange idol with the monstrous god of lust it portrays, will show her the way.

Teaser:

She sat the idol in front of her and amusingly said
to it, “with your raging hard-on, perhaps its best that you watch and
enjoy yourself.”

“It won’t be the same without Fen’s long tongue
or wonderful cock, but maybe he is watching from somewhere and he will come to
finish the job,” she said as she slowly began to run her fingers up and
down her slit. She tried to imagine Fen being there with his large furry head
nestled between her legs. His canine tongue slowly lapping away at her. She wet
her fingers by soaking them in her mouth to try to simulate that sopping tongue
of his, and soon was taking turns using both hands by soaking one and
stimulating herself with the other. It was a lot of work and she was getting
her saliva all over herself, but that was just how she liked it when Fen’s
tongue was around. She massaged some into her breasts and pinched her nipples
to simulate him nipping her there. Yet, her imagination just wasn’t good enough.
Why pretend when you’ve had the real thing? Yet, if it could attract him then
she must continue. It was the hope of his existence that made the pleasure
come.

It was slow and exhausting work. She wiggled her
fingers deep inside herself like the wagging of his tongue, and flicked the softer
parts of her finger tips drenched in saliva across her clitoris to represent
him kissing her there. With vigilance and a willing mind forcing up images of
her dreams she could feel her heat rise. More working, more sucking and
salivating on her fingers, and then she rubbed them down her body. She began
forcefully moaning in hopes her cries of pleasurable distress would help.
“Oh, come rescue me!” her fake moans implied.

The forest was still dark and quiet. Sometimes she
thought she heard a rustle in the trees or bushes that got her hopes high, but
alas, nothing ever came of it. The idol just stared with its intensely glowing
eyes. “We’ll at least somebody is getting aroused over this,” she
mused when she again looked at his raging hard cock. “If only you were bigger,
I could use you to produce more genuine results. A sex toy would be helpful
right about now.” For now, the statue of the strange, little elephant man
would just have to watch.

It took her a long time; perhaps she was thinking
about it too hard. Eventually she was able to get a rhythm going. Genuine
squeaks of real pleasure started to flow with the fake moaning lures. She was
sopping wet from licking and sucking on herself, but now her pussy was
sufficiently excited enough to lubricate itself. It was then that the idols
eyes began to glow even brighter, and even change to a different hue.

“Oh ho, looks like I have your attention after
all,” she said with an exhausted smile.

Maybe because this act of self-pleasure was working,
or at the very least, was producing results. Maybe because there might be
something more to the strange little beast man of stone. Either way it was
arousing her, helping her mind create the necessary images of Fen snuggled up
beside her.

New Story:A girl gets a proper sexual education when her older...

New Story:

A girl gets a proper sexual education when her older sister reveals that their new stepbrother is a werewolf. 

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Fen was a monstrous beast, and was thoroughly
dominating her sister. He made all the same growls and roars that she came to
know from her new dad. To see, hear, and feel this intense action up front was
well beyond the simple taboo of a private peepshow of her sister’s sexual
adventures. This was raw, wild, and on a whole other level than what nature
intended. It was particularly overwhelming to Shani who was new and young to
this game.

That thick, red dick of Fen’s slid in and out of her sister’s
pussy with ravenous speed. His furry balls were lapping up the spray from the
wet friction. Fen growled and barked between devouring Camille’s breasts in his
slavery canines. Faster and faster he wailed his dick inside of her until with
a furious thrust his knot punched its way inside. Then his fury turned into
sexual brutality. Instead of going fast, he just started slamming her hard with
wound-up heavy hitting thrusts. He started every thrust by cocking his hips
back, then the fired and hit her hard again, that knot of his cock dragged her
body with it each time. His thrusting whip lashed her whole body around like a rag
doll. Shani could see the bulge in Camille’s body from where his cock’s knot
held onto her body. It really could fit all inside, and it was making her
sister cry out, “Yes! Yes! Ahh yes!” as she was dragged around by the
furious pushing and pulling of it. God, if his tongue, which he only licked
across her clitoris, could make Camille’s body succumb to the convulsions of an
eventual orgasm, then his monstrous fucking cock was forcing her to sustain a
perpetual one as he tore her up. It was absolutely delightfully terrifying.

Monstrous Lust: Made to Touch Lust’s Monstrous...

Monstrous Lust: Made to Touch Lust’s Monstrous Shadow

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01NBCW2GG

Here’s a little sample!

Though I was hot, and I felt the desire to watch this
happen, I recoiled. ‘What am I doing? What is this place and how?’ I thought to
myself as I heard me whimper out the words, 'no, no stop this. What is going
on? Why is this happening?’ and though struggled to understand it, and I was
full of terror as to what was to happen to my host and myself, I was not
truthful in my words. The strange monstrous things: the purple cat, the humping
mice, the draconic wyrm flying like a shining metal ribbon in the air, they all
wickedly smiled my way. I am a rabbit in a wolf’s lair, and more and more, the
world dissolves around me as that horrible machine drones away.

My host’s gurgling moans get more intense. Then the
phallic vines begin to pulsate as they pump love juices through their lengths.
Their heads begin to pop, squirting out thick ropes of white. She begins
drinking from both stuffed orifices because she has no other choice. Drinking
until she begins leaking, and until she is so full that the cocks must pull out
and are forced to squirt their final squirts elsewhere on her body.

She flipped a switch and the device quickly whirred
to life with hypnotic colors and sound. As it slowly built up strength, she
added her laugh to the devices purring sound.

'Have no fear!’ she iterated as a kaleidoscope of
color expanded throughout the room. The color was strange because it was thick
with substance. I realized it was not the machine that was making the sound,
but the colors themselves. They were filling the room, and overtaking the gloom
and the dirt until everything became vibrant and alive. I could feel it pressing
against me, such a frighteningly warm and tingly sensation.

The room transformed in much the same way as when the
morning sun seeps through a window to brighten up a day, only here the
transformation was far more dramatic. It was fantastic, like a child’s dream,
all except the thing that slithered at my host’s feet.

It was a snake, or at least that was my first
impression. Yet, as it terribly writhed, I began in excited terror to realize
it was something else. I don’t know what kind of creature it was, it wasn’t
from this reality. I knew I was looking at something highly phallic. A
multitude of long, writhing cocks which reached out from cracks and holes in
the floor that were not seen without the strange vibrant light. As that light
filled the room, more monstrosities appeared with phallic appendages writhing
about. They crept out from under the bed, and crawled their way out of the
wardrobe. Winged things were fluttering outside the windows, while others
walked or crawled. There were at least a dozen monstrous things of various
sizes within the new and vibrant room.

I felt like I was in a cartoon, everything was so
animated and visually popping. Even so, the monsters were still monsters,
regardless of how lively they seemed. Most of it was phallic with octopus like
tentacles going everywhere, but there were some stranger things. In one corner,
a foray of funny looking cartoon mice with shirts but no pants were…having an
orgy it seemed. They were well endowed for being mice and not men. There was
also a strange purple cat with orange stripes watching them. He had the biggest
grin ever for such a cat to have, and he seemed to be directing their show like
an orchestral conductor. Yet, this was hardly the strangest thing I could find.
The wardrobe grew a tree like limb, and from it a knothole appeared in which a
white rabbit jumped out. He hit the ground and began to transform, becoming a
mockery of a human shape. Soon he was an apish thing with long white ears and a
massive hung cock. He jumped into the bed and under its covers, which rustled
about for a minute, and then they began moving with the movement of thrusting
hips of two conjoining lovers. What the rabbit had found under there I was too
terrified to want to find out.

It was all terrifyingly fantastic. I was dumbfounded
and amazed, unable to speak or move. I did not know what was going on. Was it a
projection, a mere hologram created by some fancy new technology? Somehow, I
knew it was not. This was a reflection of what I had been feeling all along, a
demented, horny terror of perverse fantasy. Something I didn’t want to
acknowledge, yet, tempted me all the same, ever since I had entered this town.

My dark skinned
host was reveling in it all while the serpentine thing at her feet began to
grow, doubling in size. Long, thick tendrils with phallic heads sprouted out
like fast growing vines from the thing at her feet. Like a whirlwind, they
encapsulated my host, lifting her into the air and reaching under her clothing.
She was giggling, laughing and crying out, 'yes! Yes! Have no fear! This is
what our fantastic dreams of lust truly are.’

Her clothing seemed to dissolve as the tendrils
reached under them to pull them off. They were torn to shreds by the pressure
of the tendrils all at once pulling out and away from her body. The tatters of
her garments fluttered in the air like confetti. The cock-headed tendrils
already at work enjoying the touch of her chocolaty flesh in their own fleshy
ropes, coiled around her calves and thighs, climbed her sensual waist like
serpents, and then curled around her perky breasts into shapes like the curls
seen on a grapevine. They sprouted her high into the air where she was opened
up like a great flower budding before me.

The tendrils took root inside her body. A fat phallus
plunged deeply into her dark pussy, while another went deep down her throat;
making her moans into muffled gurgles. The rest waited there turns by
slithering and twirling on her skin, which provided an interesting and contrasting
movement of colors in the show before me.

I could feel it! I could feel that terrifying feeling
of lust touch me all over. It was hot, raw lust and not the type found in the
romance with a man. No, it was brutal, self-pleasuring, monstrous lust. The fantastic
daydreams of my deep thoughts for sexual stimulation and orgasm, brought to
life by the forbidden touch of imaginary things most absurd. It filled me with
terrible shame, but I couldn’t resist. The vivid colors and the fact that I
could feel this pleasure inside myself; it was as if I was somehow controlling
this show! The more I watched the cocks fill my host, the more I wanted to see.
I swore I could feel the sensations of her body being ravaged.

I bit my lip and my eyes were wide, soaking in that
scene for myself. I shot out my wanting thoughts to have those sprouting cocks
ravage her faster and harder. With my wish, they did just that. The one sliding
between her wet pussy lips began beating in and out of her so hard that the
flab of her vulva began to pulsate. Her breasts beat up and down, even though
they were locked up tight in the coils of the lustful madness that bound her.

The other oddities of sexual deviance paused to look
up at her. They all began to laugh and giggle in high-pitched voices with
seductive tones. Crying out, 'breed her,’ 'fuck her,’ 'cum inside and all over
her,’ 'make her cum,’ and other sexually deviant encouragements.

Though I was hot, and I felt the desire to watch this
happen, I recoiled. 'What am I doing? What is this place and how?’ I thought to
myself as I heard me whimper out the words, 'no, no stop this. What is going
on? Why is this happening?’ and though struggled to understand it, and I was
full of terror as to what was to happen to my host and myself, I was not
truthful in my words. The strange monstrous things: the purple cat, the humping
mice, the draconic wyrm flying like a shining metal ribbon in the air, they all
wickedly smiled my way. I am a rabbit in a wolf’s lair, and more and more, the
world dissolves around me as that horrible machine drones away.

My host’s gurgling moans get more intense. Then the
phallic vines begin to pulsate as they pump love juices through their lengths.
Their heads begin to pop, squirting out thick ropes of white. She begins
drinking from both stuffed orifices because she has no other choice. Drinking
until she begins leaking, and until she is so full that the cocks must pull out
and are forced to squirt their final squirts elsewhere on her body.

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A physical paperback collection of many of my erotic monster tales is now available. For $9.99 you can own 248 pages of stories with werewolves, dragons, Gargoyles, and other monsters having their sexy way with human partners, ( And they don’t take on human forms and play it safe when it comes to bedroom fun!) All in a physical paperback form that you can hold in your hands.