Sarah was walking home with her boyfriend Bobby, when he spotted the plastic angel decoration in a nearby bush. It looked like it was discarded from the top of a Christmas Tree, and peering into the foliage she could see the rusty brown needles of a pine tree... long dead now it was the height of summer and its owners had dumped it here. The angel was white and plastic - with long blonde hair, wings and a broken halo. It had a funny smirking expression, like it was laughing at them and Sarah was immediately creeped out.  Sarah wanted to leave the angel where it was, but Bobby picked it up. "Poor thing, I'll rescue her and take her home for us to put on the tree next Christmas." He was about to tuck it into his pocket, when to his surprise the doll came alive and with a powerful thrust hurled itself onto Sarah. She screamed as it landed on her top and instantly began to melt into her chest... pooling out across her baggy white t-shirt and forming the word 'Angel'.

This one is a quickie. I don't know who the models are  Trophy Bitch "We did it - we beat the bully," laughed Alice as she bounced up and down on her bed excitedly and her friend Shannon grinned back at her. Clutching the fur coats she had emptied from the stolen suitcase and luxuriating in the feel of the soft, sexy, fur - Alice purred happily and rolled around in the coats. She loved how they felt against her skin, she could smell the bullies scent on them... some of the expensive perfume rubbing off on her already. She liked how it smelt. "Stealing all of Bree's fur coats means she'll have to do whatever we tell her if she wants them back," she sighed in satisfaction. "We have the power now. Everyone knows she's addicted to fur. She'll do anything to get these back." "I can't believe you're sitting in those things," shivered Shannon. "I think they're horrible... how could anyone wear something like that? Th

Alex was pleased that his best-friend Jack had invited him to meet him at the tiny carpark up on the hill. This time of day there was almost no-one around and as Alex slid into his friends car and shut the door, he felt like he was in some sort of spy-film. He was pleased Jack had finally invited him to meet up and discuss what they could do about the new girl Mallory. Since starting a month ago she had made everyone's lives hell. Things were so bad that Alex's friends were even having to take days off school, they were so traumatised by her bullying. Jack had been off for the last three days alone... and it was good to see him looking well, if a little pale and a little anxious. There was a *thunk* as Jack locked the doors and Alex looked a little surprised for a moment. His friend must be really nervous. He didn't know why, it wasn't like Mallory could do anything to stop them meeting up. "Alex... thanks for coming," mumbled Jack. "Before we start thou

This story uses model Payton Ramolla - I just prefer the spelling Peyton... it sounds bitchier! Bath-bomb bitch It was one month since evil big-boobed, blonde Lauren had married her new rich husband Dan and taken over his family.  Neither of his children liked her very much; which is why Toby was so incredulous when his twin brother Peter began running a bath and unwrapping one of their wicked Step-Mom's pink glittery bath-bombs to use. Toby was the more studious of the two and had been at home reading whilst Peter played football at the park. His brother had returned home with the usual aches and pains and ready for his post-match soak. Recently Lauren had been watching him play and she had managed to convince him that she wasn't as bad as he thought. She even convinced him that she wanted to help him with his post-match routines. Lauren had told Peter he deserved a special treat and she had given him one of her own special bath-bombs to use. She made them herself and said she

Hi everyone. This weekends update (just in time, I only had an hour-to-go) is based on an idea my friend Papa Dragon gave me. I don't know who the models are, they were just in my picture bank.  Enjoy! In her best interests Hannah had never known her Mother.  Her Mom had sadly died when she was very young and she had instead grown up with her cold and calculating Father, who was an amazingly brilliant scientist - but not the greatest father in the world.  By the time she was eighteen she was incredibly shy and dorky, with an underdeveloped body and very few friends.  Her naivete and lack of confidence would have gotten her in trouble if her Father hadn't developed a way to protect her and assuage his guilt at his lack of parenting. He created the Mother Chip - an implant that he embedded in his daughters neck to guide and aid her in her life.  The soft soothing voice of Summer - the onboard AI was designed to give her advice and in dangerous situations - actually take over Hann

 Just too bad As he felt the collar click shut about his neck, Calvin whimpered as a strange tingling ran immediately through his body.  He felt sick to his stomach about what he was doing, but he really had no choice. He hated the thought of what he had agreed to, of what he was prepared to give to satisfy his bully Joshua - but it was either this or continue to be relentless punished and see his friends destroyed too, Joshua watched in smug satisfaction as Calvin moaned and twitched, the collar sending pulses of corrupting pink energy crackling through his body.  Where the bully had found such a wicked item - Calvin didn't know - but now it hungrily fed on his masculinity and sent pulsing surges of femininity through his changing body. His short brown hair lengthened into sexy golden curls, his chubby body becoming toned and athletic as it was overwhelmed by pink lightning - naughty tattoo's and piercings popping into place as his internal organs churned and he groaned like a

I wrote this for Rubberloved as a competition reward.  The models are Alexis Fawx and Mackenzie Moss from Brazzers. The brief was for it to be forced/humiliation story, so it's a little out of my usual area. Anyway, enjoy. Luke was feeling pretty good this morning.   Last night he'd hooked up with the sexiest girl he'd ever met in his entire life. Willow had matched with him over Tinder, and their date - which had started at a bar - had rapidly spun out of control until somehow he'd found himself back at Willow's house.  A night of passionate, insanely raunchy sex had commenced with Willow doing things to him that he never would forget.  Silken skin, her cries of pleasure, the drip of candle wax and the feel of her lingerie against his body as she writhed and rode atop him would haunt him till the day he died.   It was like Willow was some elemental force of nature... she was both ethereal and real at the same time - impossibly pretty and glowing with charisma.  He&