AdultLitAnon

Author's note: Earlier chapters are updated on my deviantart, see this .Caution: Young damsel but nothing adult-like done to her. The two figures were a guy and a young girl, perhaps a pre-teen or young teenager. The guy who spoke was one huge chunky person. I judged him to be at least 1.85 metres tall with muscles bulging out from his short sleeve shirt--not exactly what most men and boys were wearing here--and faded jeans. He was a blonde guy with blue eyes, the stereotype. His female companion was in floral dress with white bra straps visible and wearing three-quarter leggings. As with all girls here, she was bound and gagged with a si...

“But I thought we were going to have dinner tonight, Vance?”Mary Weathers glanced to her side, and immediately rolled her eyes and sighed; just great, another one had fallen for his games.“Hey, not my fault you misread the signals. I’m outta here.”Hiding her disgust at the scene was difficult; how often was this scene going to play out, and why did she just have to be present so often when it did?“But you said you-”“I’ve said a lot of things, you cow! Now fuck off!”The blonde gasped, and Mary could hear the tell-tale breaths, those shorter, quicker ones that betray the oncoming sobs. It was an all too common event on campus: Vance King, Mr...

“One... Two... Three...” Demeter's measured counting was all Mike could hear as he looked around at his surroundings for a place to hide. The counting was making that difficult, though, as all he could focus on were the precious seconds slipping away from him. The mansion's parlor was filled with furniture made from carved wood, velvet, and glass. Several curio cabinets lined the wall, but at his current size, crossing the floor would be a journey in itself, even without the added pressure of being hunted down by four giantesses. The chair he had been sitting on was just behind him, but it was a spindly-legged piece and had no convenient p...

Once the morning routine of meeting up with his friends and hanging out with them through homeroom was over, Ryan’s typical school day was not a pleasant experience. SLAM! “Ha, pick your books up, nerd!”The hand had come down swiftly and violently onto the stack of text and notebooks he had been carrying from his locker in his attempt to scurry to his first period class. Undoubtedly the slap had come from one of the usual bullies, the guys who had always preyed on him because of his quiet, reserved nature, yet seemed to be completely intolerant of him thanks to his academic abilities in the classroom. As he stooped down to pick his materia...

“Ha, Gar, bro, do you see this?!” I couldn’t hold back a laugh as I held up some of the clothing from the old trunk my older brother Gary and I had cleared out of our aunt’s attic, “I know Great Aunt Kerry used to be pretty big, but this is insane!” I whipped a dress out that seemed large enough to double as a picnic blanket and chuckled, my shoulders shaking at the idea of someone being fat enough for this to be a viable clothing option.“Yeah, whatever, Will. You mind actually focusing for like ten minutes so we can get out of here sooner than later?” Gary was moving from room to room to sort out all the stuff our late aunt had left behin...

I should have yelled, I should have kicked, I should have run, but I was too shocked and terrified to do anything but stay glued where I was as the woman’s gigantic bulk heaved its way onto the foot of the bed. Shooting me a knowing look, she went right back to my cock; if I had simply imagined the blowjob on the bus, this time there was no doubting that the feelings of her lips, her tongue, and her cheeks sucked taut against my rod were very, very real. I laid back and groaned, trying my best to imagine myself anywhere else, doing anything else, trying to drive away the visible sign of arousal that was my erection, but each time I did it ...

“Now please don’t take this the wrong way, young man, but I feel like you’re a bit troubled.”“Huh?”I had to admit I was staring at the cashier’s enormous breasts, unable to tear my eyes away, but her comment had still struck me as if from out of the blue. The plump middle-aged woman behind the counter smiled at me and held out a nondescript brown paper bag. “Your aura feels a bit off, I’m good at reading these kinds of things. I’m also good at fixing them, and I think you’ll like what you find in here: a special mystery item that can pep up even the worst of days. Just give it a try, and I promise you’ll feel a LOT better.”That had been ea...

“C’mon, Matt, you gotta answer one,” Tom brought his hands down on the table insistently, but not hard enough to break through the din of the school dining hall, his slightly longish blonde hair waving, “who’d you rather if they had the Super Crown on, Shy Guy or Koopa Troopa?”“Jesus Christ, man, can you just let me eat breakfast in peace?” it was way, way too early for Matt to have patience for Tom’s inanity, and he wanted nothing more than to work his way through the bowl of corn flakes in front of him in peace before he had to endure the start of another school week.“I, uh, um,” Ryan looked up meekly from his math homework through his w...

A shaky hand reached out to hit the record button the laptop. Tired and disheveled, Charles dropped down onto the chair and spoke in a low, raspy voice.“I’m remembering more and more, and I don’t like the memories I’m seeing. It’s rarely solid: it’s often fleeting, kind of dream-like, or thinking with still images, but I know things now that I wish I knew last month. The key thing I know is that I can’t trust anybody in the lab anymore, but I need to be here as much as I can if I’m going to develop an antidote. She,” he nearly choked on the word, “she has eyes everywhere now, I think. I can’t say I know it for sure...maybe I’m just going i...